It seems that at this age, as you have a boyfriend, does everyone’s topic become your marriage? The number of times the word love is spoken out from our mouths is also decreasing, I have heard a speech about marriage and love these days, which is very depressing and realistic. He said that love is a belief, a yearning, a kind of truth, goodness and beauty in our hearts, letter have, not Letter no. What the Sea runs dry and the rocks crumble, and what grow old in vain is just a romantic feeling of poets, and each of us is deceiving ourselves and others. But marriage is actually a kind of contract. Some people give up their original marriage in pursuit of love, some people ignore love in pursuit of marriage, and some people are purely pursuing love but not getting married. What is the difference between love and marriage, I can’t get a very appropriate statement even if I sharpen my head. I think love is more free and beautiful. Marriage not only gives us a sense of restraint but also gives us a responsibility, marriage seems to require us to follow our partner forever. Facing the insipid and difficult life, I think why he says love is self-deceiving and marriage is a kind of contract, I think that is because of the realistic and negative attitude. The plain reality will erase our love. In the end, it may be just a habit, but the Sea runs dry and the rocks crumble, and the old love still exists, however, it is very difficult, and rare has become a kind of yearning for us. It has become what he said that we are deceiving ourselves and others. The reality is a bit slim, but if you only think about how to live well with the reality slim, we can’t attribute marriage to an ordinary contractual relationship, even if you may divorce in the future, maybe your relationship will be cold in the future, but the marriage was based on love at the beginning. Of course, there are many people who get married just for marriage, but I don’t think that kind of people can be very happy, people not only need to be satisfied materially, but also need to be nourished spiritually. The examples around me tell me that they just pretend to be shiny on the surface. Why in today’s society, it seems that they are in a hurry to fall in love and have a love, but they can’t wait to get married, talking about a long-flowing love becomes a luxury. Recently, I watched the TV series “under the gate of Zhengyang”, in which Su Meng and Chunming had been in love for decades, either he or she didn’t marry, my parents regard them as unmarried couples, and I can’t help admiring them. I’m also thinking about why we should get married so quickly. In order to pass on our family, we are still afraid of broken love. Why do we want to get married and why do we want to get married so quickly? I think this is a question that we should think carefully. Marriage and love, love is very beautiful, marriage is very plain, but I think plain marriage contains beautiful love, love is always there, marriage is not only a contractual relationship, the contract is dead and cold, while love is very warm.

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A drizzling and rainy autumn rain completely pulled me out of the fantasy that everything is free and unfettered with me, from the blue sky clouds of thousands of miles. I haven’t sighed the passing of time yet, it has already entered the rainy autumn, and I have to sigh that time does not treat others. The rain had been falling for nearly two days. Somehow, the mood of these days was as low as the weather. Maybe it was because the mid-term exam fell down and the review was not good, it may also be the boredom of the rain these days, just like the flies hit in autumn, wandering around without knowing what to do. The mid-term exam is approaching. This is the first exam to enter the Second Middle School of Shan county. Be sure to get off to a good start. However, when reading books one by one yesterday, the key knowledge was almost forgotten. There is still a week before the exam, and it is not enough to review carefully. I don’t know what to do, and I am worried. Especially for subjects of science, such as mathematics, chemistry, physics and so on, the formula is extremely troublesome. Try one after another and deduct one after another. If there is a formula that doesn’t understand, that is really going to cause big trouble. It’s all right. I had to stick to the pile of books with the mentality of breaking the Rubicon and becoming justice if I didn’t succeed. I kept reviewing the theorem. This music was better than that of Emperor Xi, Hey Hey. Liberal arts are relatively easy to say. Since I was a child, I like literature and so on, so I don’t have to worry too much about these subjects. Since I was promoted to high school, I learned Russian, which is relatively simple, so I feel a little slack in liberal arts. I calculated it roughly. I got a full score of over 1,000 points, but I didn’t ask for much. It would be enough if I passed 600, and it would be OK if I passed. It was 1.8 thousand miles away from the goal I set when I just entered school, so I had to redouble my efforts. As expected, I answered that saying, “when do you know when you miss each other? At this time, this night is embarrassed; When you come into my love door, you know that I miss each other, I miss each other for a long time, and I miss each other for a long time, just as I didn’t know each other at the beginning.. The hazy love in adolescence really makes people happy and worried. Boys of sixteen or seventeen years old all want the joy and shame of the girl in their hearts. It is true that they are still very sweet to be beaten and scolded. (I know how it feels, I am also a person who is often beaten and scolded by her). There was a thin piece of paper like a cicada wing in the middle, and both of them knew clearly in their hearts, but no one was willing to speak first. I don’t know what others think, but I think there are three results after speaking. One is that they become lovers happily, and the other is that they become strangers from now on, I will pretend that I don’t know anyone in the future, but I still want to pay attention to each other slightly in my heart. The third is to be friends as before after rejection. Forget it, forever buried in my heart. They were afraid of those bad friends. As long as they were talking with her in high spirits, they went up to get involved and ridiculed there. Every time they ended up in embarrassment, when can I study well. The rain was as confused as smoke, and the wind rushed into the body with a chill. A single coat could not resist the cold rain in autumn. I remember that at this time in previous years, the leaves of pomegranate trees in my family would fall down with the wind, which was very beautiful. The wind was a little strong, just like a dragon rolling dead leaves and butterflies dancing, the starlight and rain were all over Qiankun, what kind, compared with it, it is not shy. I really want to go back and have a look. Forget it, stop talking about it, miss home again, the rain outside is heavy again.

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The biting raindrops mixed with cold wind pounced on people’s cheeks, evaporating the temperature on your surface, so we said winter was coming!

In winter, trees wither and wither in the early days, and people feel warm and cold. Winter is not coming, but following the North Wind and the coming of cold rain. If you go north again, it will be alias snow!

The heavier the rain, the colder the day! When the rain stops, it will be warm. When the rain falls, it will be cold. Rain means winter, and winter means rain!

The rain turns into silk, drops hit the skin, turns into gas, surrounded by everything. A night of rain, autumn and winter come!

Suddenly I felt that the cold winter forced me to leave the cool autumn, invaded the Earth, and brought rain, snow and frost casually.

Winter rain, or winter rain?

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When I was in middle school, I recited the mountain walk written by Du Mu, a poet of Tang Dynasty. Its original text: the stone path of the cold mountain is inclined from far away, and there is a family in the place where the white cloud is born. Parking sit Fenglin love, leaves be red in er yue hua. This poem is easy to understand. The teacher emphasized that the word “sitting in the evening of love Fenglin” in the poem should be understood as “because”, because of its meaning, while most readers pronounce the oblique character of stone diameter as xie (two tones), in fact, the correct pronunciation should be xia (about this knowledge, lao Bai has another essay “on the correct pronunciation of oblique in ancient poems”, which can be referred to.) If this well-known seven-word quatrains are translated into modern text, it is: the winding stone path circling for several degrees, stretching straight to the top of the mountain in late autumn. Some people are flickering in the mountains surrounded by white clouds. I stopped the car because I loved this Maple Forest Night. The frost-dyed maple leaves were even brighter than the flowers in February. Du Mu’s poem reminds me of my trip to Yunnan in 2004. It was a golden autumn in October. My five colleagues and I took a minibus from Dali to Lijiang. All the way, the Mountain Road was curved. Looking from the car window, the Green Mountains were surrounded by clouds and deep white clouds, scattered in the high and low villages among the peaks are looming, as if floating in the air. The bus meandered along the mountain road. The place where the smoke rose from the kitchen was nearly ashamed, and the beam of sunshine passing through the mountain was constantly changing, the randomly scattered houses with mud walls and green tiles shining in the mountain depression make these small villages seem a little complicated and confusing. The cattle and pigs raised near the village were looking for food leisurely. Farmers working in the village and simple and lovely children flashed from time to time, which made people feel the hazy and mysterious landscape. When the car continued to move forward and was far away from another mountain valley in the village, it was convenient for us to stop the car. In the south of the colorful clouds, there were no colorful leaves in the north, surrounded by the rich and clear vegetation washed by rain, this intoxicating color makes the whole mountain full of business. Take a few deep breaths to make the air mixed with the fragrance of grass and flowers fill the chest and stomach, really feel the balmy. After this “Impression of Yunnan”, Lao Bai had several mountain tours. What impressed me deeply was the Mount Tai of Dongyue, which was directly inserted into the sky. In The Tianjie on the south gate of heaven, tourists were bustling, but I could not feel the feeling of others in the place where Baiyun was born; While Wuyi Mountain in Fujian and Qingyuan Mountain, there are only spiritual mountains and waters; As for Signal Mountain in Qingdao, Daping Mountain in Quanzhou and Tiger Mountain in Dandong, they can only be regarded as hills. I have never found the kind of parking night that loves Fenglin, frost leaves red in the leisure artistic conception of February flowers. By chance, I heard the song “deep white clouds” written by Chen Xiaoqi, written by this master who won the most outstanding musician award in China and the top ten lyrics and music writers award in China, it unfolded the thoughts of Du Mu, a famous poet in the late Tang dynasty, on the mountain journey, and wrote out extremely wonderful words and sentences: sitting at the intersection and facing the sunset, there was no home for you in the deep white clouds. You said you liked the scenery of maple forest, but actually the frost leaves were not the February flowers of that year. Getting off halfway is just a trace of concern. She always passes through stop-and-go. The long stone path echoed your lovesickness, and when you turned back, it was already a dream lost the end of the world. You can’t walk out of the painting you collected while waiting for the car. Only by rolling up the autumn color can you find your spring and summer. Why can’t you take part in the moment when you are waiting for the bus? Don’t mute your heart for an old song. Time goes through thousands of years. Deep in the white clouds, it is the sunset glow and the Maple Leaf flowing Dan. The poet Xiao Du is heroic, lofty and elegant, and writes a paean song of Kobayashi’s autumn color. While Chen Xiaoqi, a contemporary lyricist, deserves the title of a top student who graduated from Chinese department of Sun Yat-sen University. The past is the present, and the lyrics he created break through the scene of the poet traveling alone and enjoying the red autumn leaves by sitting and lying, and, echoing the lovesickness, getting off the car to see the maple forest Frost leaves, just for that trace of concern. This extended Tang poetry to nostalgic friendship, and even extended the unforgettable love. This beautiful and beautiful song was sung beside my ears, which made my thoughts feel ashamed and clear. I used to understand that this poem was always confined to the wonderful state deep in the mountains and forests. I thought that when I got up in the morning, I opened the door, it is the lovely white clouds and the lush maple leaves full of eyes. The air is fresh and natural, far away from the noise and annoyance of the world. I live here for a long time. I am close to nature every day, happy and carefree …… in fact, this is just an ideal dream. The family deep in the white clouds is no longer an isolated Peach Blossom Source! Modern information has been blown here for a long time. The stone path on the cold mountain has become a winding mountain road, which has widened the distance between here and the modern city! Then, if we expand our thinking, is the long road of our life the same as described in the poem? As long as you go through its low ebb, you will see the mountain peak. As long as you face it calmly, everything will be saved. There are often such scenes, which seem to be facing a desperate situation, but the mountains are heavy and the paths are quiet. There is a beautiful scenery in the deep white clouds, waiting for us quietly. I remember that the old man Bing Xin gave GE Luo a saying: Love is on the left, love is on the right, on both sides of life, sow seeds at any time, blossom at any time, and decorate this long path with the fragrance of flowers, it makes the pedestrians wearing flowers and leaves feel painful when stepping on thorns. Yes, the stone path on the cold mountain far away is inclined, and there is someone waiting for the bus in Baiyun. Why can’t you take part in this moment? The road is already in our hearts, as long as we go, the road will certainly become more and more spacious.

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This word is about Lu You’s own Sad Love Song, a patriotic poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. The story is like this: in the year of Gongyuan 1155, Lu You lived idle in his hometown Shanyin (now Shaoxing city). It was exactly the spring and the sun, with thousands of flowers shining. Lu You strolled to the Shen Yuan of Yuyu Temple casually. At that time, Shen Garden was a garden with elegant layout. The flowers and trees in the garden were luxuriant and the stone mountains were Towering. It was a good place for local people to enjoy flowers in spring. On the path deep in the garden, a woman in soft clothes walked in front of her. Lu You, who bowed her head and strolled, raised her head fiercely and turned out to be Tang Wan, the ex-wife who had been away for several years. At that moment, time froze. Their eyes were glued together, and they both felt confused and confused. They didn’t know whether the dream was true or not, and what they saw was full of feelings, resentment, is it thinking or pity. Ten years ago, Lu You just turned 20 and married his cousin Tang Wan. At the beginning, the couple had a good relationship and thought they could live together for a hundred years. Unexpectedly, as Lu You said in the later poem: there are always thousands of unpleasant things. Lu You’s mother didn’t like this wife very much and forced her son to give up his wife. Fate is such a trick that gives people a beautiful beginning, but not a happy end. Soon, Lu You married Wang from his mother’s order, and Tang Wan also remarried Zhao Shicheng, a famous scholar in Shaoxing. Originally, Lu You depressed his yearning for his ex-wife by studying hard and drinking poems, which seemed to gradually forget the pain in his heart. And under the care and care of Zhao Shicheng, Tang Wan gradually calmed down the trauma of his soul and was about to have a new love. At this moment, Shen Yuan encountered each other unexpectedly. The depressed and dusty grievances, missing and grief all came to his heart at once, and both of them could hardly bear it. However, they just looked at each other without words. Even though there were thousands of things in their hearts and thousands of feelings, they didn’t know where to start. Lu You was idle when he visited Shen yuan this time, but Tang Wan came accompanied by her husband Zhao Shicheng. At that time, her husband was arranging wine and vegetables in the pavilion not far away, waiting for his wife to come and use them. After a long trance, Tang Wan finally took a heavy step, left a deep glance and went far away, leaving only Lu You stunned in the flowers. The wind came and woke up Lu You who sank in the old dream. He couldn’t help chasing after Tang Wan and came to the willow trees beside the pond, seeing Tang Wan couple eating on the waterside in the pool from afar. I vaguely saw Tang Wan lowered his head and frowned, stretching out his jade hand and red sleeve, drinking slowly with Zhao Shicheng. Lu You’s heart was broken in this familiar scene. Yesterday’s love dream, today’s crazy resentment around my heart. At this time, Tang Wan sent his servants to bring wine and food. Lu you knew that the beauty had become another woman, and the matter had come to this point. How could it be? I could only take the glass and was stunned. When they came back, they didn’t know when Tang Wan and his wife had already left. He was so sad that he gulped down the wine in the glass and felt a lot of feelings. His blood and tears burst out. He wrote a pen on the pink wall beside him and wrote down a Que of “hairpin Phoenix” and then left. The first three sentences are red and crisp, yellow Teng wine. Mancheng Spring Palace wall Willow. It is a beautiful scene that I recalled when I traveled to Shen Yuan with Tang Wan in the past. In this garden at that time, there were beautiful ladies with red sleeves and gifted scholars with jade trees facing the wind, whispering to each other and talking about smiles. Once upon a time, the childhood sweetheart, the close-hearted Lu You and Tang Wan were all good at poetry. They often used poetry to pour out their hearts. Before and after the flowers, the two of them were against each other, singing and singing, and the beauty and shadow became a pair, just like a pair of colorful butterflies dancing in the flowers, the eyebrows are filled with happiness and harmony. The two parents and many relatives and friends also thought that they were a perfect couple, so the Lu family used a delicate family hairpin as a token, I made a reservation for the marriage of the Tang family. Soon, Tang Wan became the daughter-in-law of Lu family after a night of wedding ceremony. From then on, Lu Tang was even more happy with fish and water, deep love, indulged in the world of two people. He didn’t know what happened today and left all the imperial examinations, fame and wealth temporarily out of the clouds. Lu You’s mother, down, was a dignified and imperious woman. And she’s committed hope son Lu You jinbangtiming, Dengke into officer, to guang yao men ting. Seeing the current situation, he was greatly dissatisfied. He reprimanded Tang Wan several times as an aunt and even as a mother-in-law. Lu you was so sad that he was always filial, facing the resolute mother, she was forced to disobey her mother’s order, so she had to promise to send Tang Wan to her mother’s home. This kind of situation seems unreasonable in today’s view, and the relationship between them will not allow others to interfere. But in the ancient Chinese society where filial piety was advocated, mother’s destiny was the imperial edict, and people who were sons of man couldn’t follow it. In this way, a pair of mandarin ducks with deep affection will be broken up alive by unreasonable filial piety, secular contribution and virtual and mysterious fate. Lu You certainly didn’t dare to blame his mother directly. He could only say that the East Wind was evil, the joy was thin, he was sad, and he left for several years. The loving couple was forced to separate, which made them suffer a great deal of emotional torture and pain. The parting life for several years only brought them sorrow. Isn’t it just like the blooming spring flowers withered and drifted by the ruthless east wind? The couple’s unfortunate ending was certainly not expected in advance. Why didn’t you consider all kinds of factors clearly at that time, so you made this marriage in a hurry? Why relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law will be more and more stiff, and finally to hand? Why can’t he answer it himself? He only sighed repeatedly: wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Spring is as old as ever, and it is still the same spring as before. However, people are not what they used to be. In the past, Tang’s skin was so rosy and full of youthful vitality; But now she is Haggard and emaciated after the ruthless destruction of the east wind. Although the empty and thin sentences were only about the changes of Down’s appearance, they clearly showed the great pain brought to her by years of separation. Like a lyricist, she was also tortured by a sad mood; Like a lyricist, she was also unforgettable and lovesick! The tears were red, and through depicting Down’s facial expressions and movements, she further showed her mood when she met this time. The old garden met again, thinking of the past, could she not cry or cry? Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although it is a scene description, it also implies personnel at the same time. Peach blossom fades and the garden is deserted, which is just the change of things, but the change of personnel is even more than that of things. Don’t Tang, who is as beautiful as peach blossom, be gaunt and emaciated by the ruthless east wind? Isn’t the poet’s own state of mind as lonely and desolate as the leisure pool pavilion? It is ingenious and natural to have two meanings. Next, we turn to direct affection: Although the Mountain League is here, the Brocade book is difficult to be trusted. Although there are only a few eight characters, they can show the inner pain of the poet. Although my love is like a rock, and I am infatuated with it, but how can I express such a sincere mind? Obviously in love, but can’t love; Obviously can’t love, but cut the thread of love constantly. In a flash, there was love, hate, pain, resentment, and the pity and comfort caused by seeing Tang’s haggard face and sad feelings. It was really mixed with all kinds of feelings, A kind of indescribable sorrow, once again burst into the chest and throat: Mo, Mo, Mo! The matter has come to this point, and there is no remedy or recovery any more. What else do you want it to do and what do you want it to do? So cut the knot quickly: Alright, alright, alright! It was clear that the words were still not finished, the meaning was still not finished, and the love was still not finished, but it happened that it was so bad, and the whole words ended in the extremely painful sigh. However, Shen Yuan’s love sadness continues. Soon after this matter, the court called Lu You Again. Lu You was ordered to take up the post of Ningde County office, far away from the mountains and shade of his hometown. In the spring of the next year, with inexplicable longing, Tang Wan revisited the Shen Garden, wandering on the path, seeing the inscriptions on the land on the pink wall, reciting repeatedly, thinking of the scene of the poems and lyrics of the two people in the past, he couldn’t, my heart was broken, and unconsciously, I wrote a song named “hair Phoenix” beside it. The world is thin, and human feelings are evil. The rain sends the dusk flowers to fall easily. The wind is dry, the tears are broken, I want to write down my mind, and I just say something slanting. Difficult, difficult, difficult! People are different, today is not yesterday, the sick soul is often like a swing rope. Angle sound cold, ye lan shan, to avoid being asked, pharynx with tears. Hide, hide, hide! Tang Wan was a woman who valued friendship very much. The love with Lu You was originally a perfect combination, but it was destroyed in the secular wind and rain. Although Zhao Shicheng gave her emotional comfort again, after all, it was difficult for her to become water after all. The unforgettable love with Lu You remained in the deepest part of her emotional world all the time. Since she saw Lu You’s inscription, her heart was no longer calm. Recalling the water-like past, lamenting the helpless world, the fire of emotion tormented her, making her haggard day by day, depressed and ill. In the bleak autumn season, she turned into a leaf and passed away quietly with the wind. When old Bai first met the love tragedy behind the hairpin Phoenix, he remembered the song “Late Autumn” sung by Mao Ning: in this late autumn accompanying the maple leaves, he realized that you were not all of my life. Suddenly Looking back, it was a farfetched smile, and how many past events were drifting in the wind. How to say that love is destined to break up, how can I believe a dream at that time. Love is hard to stay. I look up at the sky and think of you saying that I love you forever. Therefore, I became suspicious. Presumably, whether the original author Xu Jianqiang or the later adapted Sura, the lyrics may have been inspired by Lu You Tang Wan’s “hairpin Phoenix. Lu You got the death of Tang Wan. He was extremely sad and suffered deep trauma in his heart. It was hard to let go all his life. Since then, Shen Yuan became the bearing of his missing for Tang Wan and the place where his dreams lingered. After that, he went north to fight against Jin and transferred to Sichuan and Sichuan to serve. He traveled all over the world for dozens of years, expressing his love for politics, landscape and so on, hoping to forget his missing for his ex-wife. However, the farther he went to his hometown, the more Tang Wan’s shadow lingered in front of him and behind him. The miserable past often made him wake up in the middle of the night, and even woke up with tears wet the pillow. How much love and sorrow are hidden in your heart? I want to hold your hand again to warm the cold autumn after you leave. The meeting is only in my dream. In, when the poet was seventy-five years old, he submitted a memorial to inform him of his old age. He often stumbled in Shen Yuan and chanted Tang Wan’s Peace words repeatedly. The embarrassing and profound unexpected meeting in my mind is always vivid. I finally feel that my ex-wife is kind. So I wrote down “nostalgia of Shen Yuan”: Firstly, after 40 years of broken dreams, the willow in Shen Yuan would never fly; This body was used as the Earth of the mountain, and it was still left behind. On the second city, the setting sun painted the corner of sadness, and there was no old pool platform in Shen Yuan; Under the sad Bridge, the spring wave was green, which was suspected to be a shocking photo. (According to this poem, later generations opened up the shen garden with the spring waves in the ten scenes of the Shen Garden and the grievances on the palace wall). Indeed, Shen Yuan is a place where Lu You feels nostalgic and sad. Thinking about Shen Yuan, I was afraid of going to Shen Yuan. Spring comes again, the pink and Willow Green are fascinating, the birds and flowers are annoying, the land tour in the years of wind erosion did not go to Shen Yuan to look for the shadow of the past, but the last encounter, the sad eyes of the Iraqi people, the poor mood, lu You never forgot the helpless steps and the appearance of speaking and stopping. One night when he was 79 years old, he dreamed about Shen Yuan. When he woke up, he was filled with emotion, so he wrote the poem “sleepwalking in Shen Yuan”: one of them was afraid of walking near the south of the city, and Shen’s home was more hurt;, green dipped in the spring water of Temple Bridge. The second small street in the south of the city was in Fengchun again, and the plum blossom was missing; The Jade bone sank into the soil for a long time, and the ink marks still locked the dust between the walls. (According to this poem, later generations opened up the shen garden to the Ten Scenes of the Shen Garden. One day when Lu You was 85 years old, it was the bright spring. The poet suddenly felt that his body and mind were refreshing and brisk. I originally prepared to go up the hill to collect medicine, but I turned to Shenyuan because my physical strength was not allowed. At this time, Shen Yuan had been sorted out, and the scenery was generally restored to the old view. Lu you wrote down the last love poem of Shen Yuan affectionately: Flowers in Shen’s home were like brocade, and half of them were known and released in those years; I also believe that the beauty will eventually become a soil, and I can’t bear the dream too hastily. Soon after that, Lu You died. It left a deep, heartless and suffocating love sad song for later generations. Lu You left a lot of poems in his whole life, but in order to Miss Tang Wan and recall the encounter of Shen Yuan, he left more than ten poems and essays. Because of these tearful stories and touching poems, people not only regard Shen Yuan as the memorial place to miss poets, but also regard Shen Yuan as the sustenance of persistent love. Shen Yuan experienced the ups and downs of 800 years, and until the liberation of Shaoxing, there was only one corner left. When Guo Moruo traveled to Shen Garden in 1962, he was still desolated. He once described the scene in the garden in “the head of the hairpin. The last film is written like this: The Willow on the palace wall is in vain today. Shen Yuan transformed into a poet. The autumn wind is blowing, the morning light is good, the border is full of vegetables and a pool of duckweed. Grass, grass, grass. In 1963, Shen Yuan was identified as a cultural relic protection unit in Zhejiang province. The Imitation Song garden was rebuilt on the original site. After several years of large-scale construction, Ten Scenes of Shen Garden were distributed orderly, forming an important scenic spot in Shaoxing ancient city. Nowadays, people go to Shen Yuan, not only to enjoy classical gardens, but also to experience the beautiful love in the world. Shen Yuan has actually become a love theme park in Shaoxing. In 1985, Lao Bai was still young and young at that time. He graduated from Xinjiang Grain School and was assigned to work in a rural grain station under a remote small county far away from his hometown. The harsh working and living environment was, xiao Bai was extremely upset. She read poetry at midnight and tried to fill in a song named “hairpin head Phoenix”: broken house, floating dust Road, West Wind covering the sun with yellow fog, people’s pink noodles, clothes and hats, just wash the makeup, half a basin of muddy water. Soil! Soil! Soil! Looking at the faint moon, drinking lonely wine, crying and dreaming for a while. Hate juvenile, not bow, to this badlands, empty left to hold. Angry! Angry! Angry!

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Children’s feet love to pass by in rainy days. When they reach an age, they are embarrassed to hide in carefully selected shoes. We used to yearn for growth in innocence, and we don’t understand why the song “Don’t want to grow up” was so popular at that time. When the shade turns from a safe umbrella to a small shadow in our eyes, we are sighing, but there is no need to sigh. The youth regret may be exactly what you have. The color of emotion is gradually enriched in the growth, shouting that there are really many people around. I can’t help thinking of a sentence in “Youth School”: Every day you have the opportunity to pass by many people, and you know nothing about them, but maybe one day, it will become your friend or bosom friend. I think we have met so many people. There is always one. One or two good friends sung in the song are enough. Maybe we don’t know much about it, but we have a intersection in life, after leaving, the stories of each other were also at this moment. Because they were perfect, they began to approach perfect memories.

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1. Time is accumulated by minutes and seconds. Only those who are good at using sporadic time can make better results. Hua Luogeng 2. Time is 24 hours every day, but one day brings wisdom and strength to diligent people, leaving only a piece of regret to lazy people. Lu Xun 3. People who abandon time, time also abandon him. Shakespeare 4. Do you love life? Then don’t waste time, because time is a classic quotation material that makes up life. Franklin 5. A man who dares to waste even an hour shows that he does not know how to cherish the full value of life. Darwin 6. Mediocre people care about how to spend time, and talented people try their best to use time. Classic inspirational quotes Schopenhauer 7. The most wasteful thing is time. Ding Zhaozhong 8. No matter how gluttonous Time devours everything, we should try our best to gain our reputation at this time, so that the Sickles of time can not hurt us. Shakespeare 9. Don’t always sigh the past, it will never come back; Improve the present wisely. We should devote ourselves to the complicated future with no worry or fear. Longfiro 10. When many people are wandering on a road, they have to make way for a road to let those who cherish time rush to their front. Socrates 11. A man who dares to waste even an hour shows that he does not know how to cherish the full value of life. Darwin 12. Arranging time reasonably is equal to saving time. Bacon 13. All human abilities are nothing but a mixture of patience and time. Balzac 14. Any saving is ultimately the saving of time. Marx 15. Time is the territory for the development of ability and so on. Marx 16. Time is the soil of all achievements in the world. Time brings pain to dreamers and happiness to creators. Mackinsy 17. Time is a great mentor. Berk 18. Time is a great author who will write a perfect ending for everyone. Chaplin 19. Time is the least selfish, and it is 24 hours for anyone; Time is also selfish, and it is not 24 hours for anyone. Huxley 20. Hard-working bees never have the sorrow of time. Black

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I was born in a remote small mountain village, which was the cradle of my childhood. At that time, the most magical thing I had ever seen was the grinding machine used for grinding surface and the diesel engine used for driving. The little wooden gun made by my father is the best toy I have ever played. The power endowed by the spring breeze of the party on the land of the motherland is selfless and meticulous. The prosperity of our motherland is booming, my hometown is changing, and I am also growing up. The roaring sound of soil cannons blew out strips of jade belts, and the car whistled up to the Hill. The excited trumpets erected silver pillars, conveying the light of love. When the night fell down, the mountain was brightly lit. On the TV screen, Chinese communists are no longer unfamiliar. Scientific cultivation, scientific cultivation, thousands of years’ history resurrection on the screen, and international news have all become hot topics for ordinary people after dinner. Rows of neat houses sparkled with laughter in the sun. Indoor, white walls, imitation rosewood furniture, soft sofa, all kinds of electrical appliances. Dazzling. Through the glass window and looking around, the Green Dragons coming from the sky and the jade belts wrapped around the Dragons, the flat mountain roads, circling to the distance. No one had expected that a high speed would fly through the door of the House, run through the three provinces, pass through the five lakes and cross the sea. The sky is bluer and the mountain is greener. Birds singing in the forest, silky sound, endless hymn. Eulogize the Great Society of magnificent and giant systems drawn by Chinese Communists! This sentence is a sigh that can be heard everywhere. A series of welfare systems are gradually improving. Returning farmland to forests, the school will help students in difficulty complete their dream of reading. Cooperative medical treatment, disease subsidy, living security for needy households, five guarantees households, endowment insurance, old-age subsidy and so on, a series of subsidies. This is a good society! This sentence expressed how many people’s exclamation, expressed the feeling of fish and water among the people of the Communist Party, and expressed the earth-shaking glory of China under the leadership of the Communist Party in the future. I carried my parents’ food and hard-earned money. I muddled through junior high school with a fluke mind. When I stepped into the society, I gradually regretted. In this era of rapid development of high technology, learning more scientific knowledge will not be so laborious in society. How many wonderful memories, just like this article, I can’t write them well. Whenever someone asks me, don’t you regret learning? I just smiled, but didn’t dare to tell the truth in my heart. I just silently deplored those lost time. Time is short, we still have a long way to go, and there are still many things to do. He wants to be a doctor, and you want to be a singer,,,,,,,. Everyone has a dream. These dreams combine like stars in the sky, illuminating themselves and brightening China. This is the Chinese dream. And my dream is to become a painting artist, carrying a drawing board and drawing pictures of humanistic art from the motherland. When I have this ideal, from now on, I will always be down-to-earth, study hard, and with the help of the warmth of the party, I will definitely get closer to my dream. In ancient times, how many people created an artistic realm under such a social system, which was unprecedented before and never came after. Qiu Ying, who was called one of the four heroes of Ming Dynasty by later generations, was a painter.,,,,,, Modern Qi Baishi, early Carpenter,,,,,,. All of them have left precious enlightenment to later generations through their tireless pursuit and spiritual creation shown in their lifetime. Sweat and dream are the same. Learning from them the tenacious and persistent spirit, my dream is getting closer and closer. Junior strong! Country is strong!

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On November 28th, I received my son’s school notice and asked him to report to Nanjing before November 30th to participate in the on-site Composition Contest for senior high school students in the whole province. Parents can accompany him. So on the evening of November 29th, my husband and I accompanied our son to Nanjing. [1] on the way to Nanjing, I went to Hongze Lake in Huai’an for dinner. Speaking of Hongze Lake, I suddenly remembered the two anti-Japanese heroes of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, Peng Xuefeng and Zhang Lingfu. Peng Xuefeng is a famous anti-Japanese general of the Communist Party of China. It was near Hongze Lake that his young newly-married wife sent him to the anti-Japanese front with tears. It was at the edge of Hongze Lake that she looked at him and took a boat to the anti-Japanese battlefield, disappearing between the hazy Chu sky. He promised to let her wait for his victory. The wind blows and the water is cold, and the strong men will never return. However, this farewell became their farewell. The war which lasted for several days and nights had ended successfully. Originally he shouldn’t have appeared in the battlefield, but he always liked the artistic conception of dawn, so he walked out of the command post and commanded the soldiers to clean the battlefield while the dawn came. He was immersed in the joy of victory. He looked forward to meeting his wife, but at this time, a stray bullet hit his heart. The death came so fast that Peng Xuefeng fell down without noticing the political commissar standing beside him. The blood was red, the love letter he wrote to his wife the night before he could send it. After he left, his wife held his posthumous son and watched at the edge of Hongze Lake every day, looking at his successful return from afar. Looking through the autumn water, the thousands of sails were over, and the figure she came back with her son Panfu in her arms was almost petrified into a Wangfu stone. Looking at this scene, no one had the heart to tell her the news of Peng Xuefeng’s sacrifice. Four years later, Mao Zedong held a state funeral for Peng Xuefeng and buried his remains in the west bank of Hongze Lake. After the failure of the negotiation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, the anti-township group of Kuomintang returned to their hometowns and buried Peng Xuefeng in Hongze Lake. It was said that there was a mute in the local area who dived at the bottom of Hongze Lake overnight, fetched Peng Xuefeng’s bones one by one and handed them to the local guerrillas. Coincidentally, another similar thing to Peng Xuefeng was Zhang Lingfu, the ever-victorious general of Kuomintang. Zhang Lingfu was a trump card in Chiang Kai-shek’s hand. He was born in Whampoa and had been invincible since the expedition, which made the Japanese invaders scared. The difference is that when he said goodbye to his newly-married wife, he was full of ambition. What he never expected was that he would be completely annihilated in the confrontation between Meng lianggu and the Communist Party. Zhang Lingfu liked to write love letters just like Peng Xuefeng. What was different from Peng Xuefeng was that what he carried at that time was not a love letter, but a posthumous letter left to his wife. The bullet penetrated his chest, and the blood dyed the suicide note red. His wife didn’t know the news of his death in the battlefield. Like Peng Xuefeng’s wife, she held Zhang Lingfu’s posthumous son every day and looked forward to his return. She didn’t know the news of her husband’s death until four years after Zhang Lingfu died. Chiang Kai-shek held a grand state funeral for Zhang Lingfu and buried him on the east bank of Hongze Lake, which was opposite to Peng Xuefeng’s tomb across the lake. During the Cultural Revolution, a group of Red Guards dug Zhang Lingfu’s tomb, parted his bones in the streets, and sank his remains to the bottom of Hongze Lake. After knowing the stories of these two people, I couldn’t help gasping. They were both famous anti-Japanese generals and 37 years old at the time of sacrifice. All of them were newly married. Their widow, together with their posthumous son, had been widowed for them for decades and had gone through hardships and lived a hard life. In the anti-Japanese battlefield, they were all indomitable heroes, but after their death, they suffered a tragic experience of digging tombs and burying bodies! What kind of pain is such a situation to their living relatives! And this kind of pain is not the Japanese invaders, but the compatriots of their own country. What makes people lose their nature and become so mad? This is the same root, fratricidal? That civil war which shouldn’t have happened made many people die just under the butcher’s knife of Japanese invaders, and suffer misery under the gunfire of compatriots. More than 60 years ago, how many families were broken and how many people were separated from each other in the shallow Taiwan Strait? If you know the two heroes in Hongze Lake, would they like to see such a situation? No, they would not like it. Mainland Taiwan is an inseparable fellow brother. Yu Youren’s song “Looking at the mainland” generously expressed the aspiration of every Taiwan compatriots. Bury me on the high mountain and look at my mainland. No continent, only crying. Buried me on the mountain, looking at my hometown. Never forget your hometown. Day Gray, wild boundless. Above the mountain, the sorrow of the country. After Yu Yiren passed away, his bronze statue stood on the Jade Mountain, the highest peak in Taiwan. He looked dignified and looked north with his head held high. I don’t know if he saw it. The spring of the current cross-Strait relations has come! Yu Guangzhong said: the source of my blue ink is Miluo River. Yes, the source of our culture is from the same Miluo River. Have you seen the two heroes on the bank of Hongze Lake that the kinship with blood thicker than water on both sides will fill up the shallow Taiwan Strait? The car is galloping, looking back at Hongze Lake, sending a wisp of grief to the hero. May The two heroes on the bank of Hongze Lake meet each other with a smile and lose their gratitude and hatred, and bless China to realize its dream of becoming a powerful country as soon. [2] in the water of Guazhou in Jingkou, Zhong Mountain is only separated by several mountains. The car was driving on the Yangtze River Bridge. The calm river was sparkling by the bright lights on the bridge. This song of Wang Anshi, the spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me. Let my heart be filled with soft touch for a while. Crossing the bridge to the boundary of Nanjing, you can vaguely see the shadow of Zijin Mountain in the distance by the bright light of the bridge. Somehow, the closer I was to Nanjing, the heavier my mood was. I always felt that the haze of that period of history was still hanging over the Jinling City. The disastrous massacre has become history, but I can’t forget it after all. It is not that I am addicted to history, not that I can’t get out of that page of humiliation, but the teacher who never forgets the past and the future. That history has set a monument in my heart that never forgets the national humiliation! After entering the city, the car drove all the way, but my heart was ups and downs. I thought about it, from the Dongwu of the three kingdoms to the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and then to the song, Qi, Liang and Chen later. Jinling, the ancient capital of the six dynasties, was once the largest city in the world. Ten miles Qinhuai, the golden powder of six dynasties, once gathered merchants, scholars and Confucianism. The prosperity of Qinhuai River in ten li was destroyed by Japanese army during the anti-Japanese War. Although after liberation, the government rebuilt the scenery belt of Qinhuai River in ten li and restored the singing and dancing pavilions and Qinhuai painting boats in those years, but I always feel that the pitch of Qinhuai River seems to be sobbing, like complaining to tourists, which is an unbearable history. Arriving in the city and building roads everywhere make people feel more gloomy. After dinner the next day, Su Jiao International had a lecture about studying abroad. During the lecture, the host invited students to the stage and drew the orientation of China and America on white paper. Unexpectedly, the son stood up confidently and accurately drew a map of China on the white paper, including China’s territorial sea, and marked the position of America on the other side of the Pacific Ocean. I know that whenever and wherever, the territory of China will always be clearly engraved in my son’s heart. When he was familiar with graffiti, I taught him to draw a map of China and did a jigsaw puzzle of Chinese territory with him. Since he was a child, I have told him about the splendid Chinese civilization, from Fuxi to Yanhuang, then to the Emperor of Qin, Hanwu, emperor of Tang and Emperor of song, until he was a young schoolmate, guiding the country, inspiring the words, and hitting the water in, waves feizhou stop. Of today. From Guan Guan, the turtle is on the River continent. The Book of Songs has a long way to go. I will search up and down. “Lisao”; From the water of the Yellow River, you can’t see the sky, running to the sea and never returning. Li Bai, who went to Ande Guangsha for thousands of rooms, took care of the happiness of the poor scholars all over the world. Du Fu; From Mo Yixian, the young man’s head was white, empty and sad! Yue Fei, when young people are strong, then the country is strong. Liang Qichao; From Mr. Wen Yiduo’s song of seven sons, To Mr. Fang Zhimin’s lovely China, and then to Tian Han’s march of volunteers. His son pointed at the Chinese territory he drew and told all the students and teachers present loudly that Diaoyu Island belonged to China! In an instant, I was pleased for my son. His words brightened my heart. A beam of sunshine penetrated through the haze above Nanjing City and poured into my heart. If you are young, you will be strong! Don’t forget history and inherit civilization. As long as our culture is there, our country is there; As long as we have our motherland in our hearts, the dream of becoming a powerful country will not be a dream. [3] The two-day trip to Nanjing ended. My son got exercise in this activity and achieved satisfactory results. What’s more, his actions cleared away the depression in my heart on the road of coming time, and made my gloomy heart walk out of Yu Youren’s generous and sorrowful “looking at the mainland”, feeling the brisk of the boat having passed thousands of mountains. Looking back at the Purple Mountain coming from the east, the seven lines of Mao Zedong sounded heroic in my heart. The wind and rain in Zhong Shan turned pale yellow, and millions of great teachers crossed the river. Strategic Dragon jin sheng xi, earth shaking kai er kang. Should be sheng yong up qiongkou, not gu ming learn overlord. Moment of Romance day also old, right path is vicissitudes. 2013.12.2

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Today’s weather is particularly cool, but the heart is faintly hot, the corners of the mouth will rise from time to time, and the memory is full of pictures of last night. Although it is only a few minutes, it can make people forget …… quietly looking at the screen, his face was full of scalding, and the instant eyes were enough to make people feel excited, avoiding the most common verbal communication, communicating with each other with hands, eyes and heart, dancing on the keyboard, and surging in heart, the accompaniment of music is full of affection, and the words are constantly jumping on the screen, conveying ambiguous symbols …… at that moment, it seems to be back to the past, back to the shy age, the whole space only left this spotlight in front of us. A sentimental talk and a sarcastic comment aroused the tacit feeling of each other and staged a gorgeous scene, romantic but miserable love drama however, happy moments are short, objective factors are blocking by all means, they are jealous, they are cursing, they are revenging, they will immediately cut off the enjoyment at your happiest and happiest moment. The power failure at the critical moment will immediately destroy all happiness. Suddenly, the world is completely dark, the most important thing was that my heart was suddenly dark, a piece of cold, which seemed to be ruthlessly knocked off the cliff. Even though I struggled in a hurry and tried hard to retrieve it, even though it pulled a hand when falling off the cliff, it still couldn’t bear the condemn of conscience, the trick of fate, with some satisfaction, full of disappointment, deep regret and graceful fall, which indicated that, this gorgeous encounter that came from the past was over and was broken up ruthlessly. Since then, there has been no intersection……

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