The broken tiles pavilion set “is Dushan poet Luo male Mr. following its first love poems and lyrics set the Huaxi set” after second personal poetry portfolio. The book contains Author past decade creation of poems, songs, a total of 1326 first (que), which 1190 poems, words 119 que, Song 13 first, self-degree of Music 4 first. Times carols, Yongwu poetry page, poems page, xian qing yi qu, random thoughts lyric, poetry stroll, landscape liu yun, pastoral style Zayong, love sea wave flower, acacia thorn, responding conversation, memory mourn, sorrow Valley tears thirteen series, more a comprehensive and detailed record of the author of the emotional moral integrity and life experience. Is a personal literary works, but also a personal by history. Read the poetry, want to with its well, a aim high, be generous, experience bumpy and committed to unyielding, live aplomb of male Mr. such as in current and readers heart-to-heart communion Yi. Era carols 75 first, chant since reform and opening up the author of China’s urban outlines and Macao return, civil-military concentric disaster and ensure people’s livelihood and other big event and heard feel, expression of the author of thriving motherland sincere love, said several personal experience, read believable. Yongwu poetry page a total of 81, nearly taken from the body, far from the, cattle and sheep Fish Bird, spider mosquito, fragrant weeds, landscape Tower, Thunder and moon snow fog bow cream, even charcoal, coffins, small nails, broken stone, late bus, scrap iron Road and other, author has nuanced observation and thinking, for much of his poetry read fun. Poems page 59 first, including author, read photography, painting and calligraphy, body painting and of works of sentiment. Most for author for Friends of photography, painting and calligraphy and painting poem. xian qing yi qu 138 first, more Author’s daily life, play slovenly triumph; And 24 first album childhood interesting things. This series for readers to understand author Life, interest sentiment best way, to know male Mr., this series can not read. Random thoughts lyric 88 first, expresses their Barilla life feeling. Poetry stroll 69 first, Main narrative author reading, creation pleasure and pain and today’s poetry some chaos of comments, show that author position. Landscape liu yun 181 first, main record author traveled motherland great rivers, the whereabouts. Author diligent writing poetry, not only travel poetry, nearly tour poetry, is to Duyun treatment lumbar disc herniation during, also many good Chapter punch line prominent, from within pen. Pastoral style Zayong 291 first, is the set of articles most of a series. Front 91 first multi-chant village life, production and other all fun, knowledge, style and diverse, poems, songs, have, language multi-vulgar scratching and are small, however small, local village scenery, style, tradition and style like show; After total entitled pastoral style Zayong front yi bai first and after yi bai first of two hundreds, to four-line, style fresh, meaningful,-And Tang idylls are one to show up. Love sea wave flower 127 first, Probably record is the author and around love story, narrative vivid, romance vivid, can often bring to readers knowing smile. Acacia thorn 45 song for satirical poems, large to denounced NATO relies on public bully oligo, small to spicy commentary Street beauty sell Jiao, outspoken, Yong Jie social various evil trends scar, some fun psychological description, people read quite a laugh. Responding conversation 59 first, collection The author and Hunan, Zhejiang, Jilin and Guiyang, Dushan and Other around Yin friends dealings reciprocate and congratulate Wudang poetry club establishment and other poems. Memory pondered 21, for remember ancient celebrity, contemporary Great Man. Sorrow Valley spray 92 first, record bumpy all phases of life episode in various feelings. Worried and indignant out Poet, Xinran. Poetry beginning Author preface A, Overview this set origin; Set later appendix poets message two, are all famous poet and poetry theorist in the male works of Mr. evaluation; Postscript A, overview author of poetry career and this integration book having been cast. All through the broken tiles pavilion set “, have to admire male Mr. Is Life of caring people. To once no food soldiers poetry with to author impressed contemporary painter, poet, essayist Huang Yongyu once said: Where book are of ingenious people. Read a book, is to a wise man learning; Read yi bai book, is to yi bai a smart man learning. Fool read male Mr. the broken tiles pavilion set “, although intellectual shallow, but its book everywhere occasional Fu, population and into article reveal smart, that can a glimpse, on the following: A, clever use image appropriate exaggeration, construction Image magnificent poetic beauty. The fortification Brigade song statements floor high: Park cableway to day tour, letter hand Sky catch birds, off riding hundreds floor, master cooking to Galaxy scoop my county famous contemporary poet dream nor in the novel “Magic Book: wits” borrowed protagonist mouth of poetry, poetry on product is image magnificent. Want to male Mr. must capable of that Yi. Two, careful thinking, language plain, achieve yi wei wu qiong of artistic effect. Such as the cemni shu “: has millennium long, not into baichi building. Buried root undead, days pressure not heads bow. The Fig “: a collected from North Hills, inserted to loquat alley floor. You can’t see a flower in spring, and the fruits are full of branches in autumn. And other articles. Three, inventive, carefully capture, reproduction contains life breath of scene, achieve small, small see odd. The Dushan County City can see “: Dushan flower market is in the deep spring, and flowers are sold in thousands of pots one day. Dusk was falling people not scattered, street lights took flowers person. Writing about the economic and social development of Dushan is not to list such and such data, nor to describe the achievements of Dushan in various aspects in multiple levels, but only to describe the prosperity of a flower market, readers will want to see Dushan economic social development of Yi no spare cash, no life taste, who’s going to buy flowers? Four, everything all description, language refined muddy informal. Close the distance between poetry art and readers, and inspire readers’ creative passion. Many poems written by the author are common things in life. However, people with heart can find places that ordinary people don’t pay attention. Can imagine, read male Mr. portfolio of readers, especially primary readers, not written poems interest of, fear will little. Because, male described by Mr. write of, multi-is our daily life. But, author observe carefully thinking, refining into poetry and poetic! This than nowadays some trick, determined to let readers don’t understand poet poem to, I do not know stronger million times! People can learning, always) in image perceptual materials for best model for what. The broken tiles pavilion set “not easy to understand good material, do those read unintelligible or to readers every word need annotations can read is good material? As for other aphorisms-and augmented Inverness comparable, silent music non-and author experience similar can comprehend its sublime words, is non-author lamely can referred Yi. Male Mr. Of The Broken tiles pavilion set “in, there are some bad ideological tendencies such as author for yourself drunk rain ride condition bad motorcycle hurry feel dangerous anti-proud of it, the road length of” Night Bus “is not afraid of the west slope, and then fill up the fuel tank. Look evening good condition, ultra-he million early bus. When it comes to common sense that people’s lives are not valued above everything else, the lights of “reading songs at night” illuminate a hundred nights, and poems affect one side of people. Since I made my wish, the burden on my shoulder has been heavy. He forced himself to create ideas and practices for the task, but the flaws were not concealed. Generally speaking, the ideological style in Mr. Shixiong’s poetry collection was positive: his spirit of being honest and encouraging others to be good as a teacher; face difficulties, indomitable revolutionary dauntless spirit; Makes friends widely, mind broad philosophical spirit; Face of secular various unhealthy tendencies, author stand firm and aboveboard and yet sleek, wise life experience; the author is deeply impressed by the creation methods which are eclectic, creative and modified anytime and anywhere. Wei Yiyou, a famous poet and poem theorist in Shaanxi, praised that his poetry collections had three beauties: beautiful scenery, beautiful amorous feelings and beautiful customs; Li Mu, a famous poet and poem theorist in Guizhou province, concluded that his poetry collections had seven advantages: ① The projection of true feelings, many of them are moving to read something; ② the temperament of the times, the inclination of the spirit of the times, the surging of new ideas, the graceful beauty, like the surging waves of rivers, rolling Ben; The performance of diverse practices such as hyperbole, rendering, go together, elaborate, empathy, dual, of parallelism, metonymy, personification, allegory rhetorical question, cross-examination and metaphors so, there are rich and colorful feelings; ④ in the poetry collections, there are vivid emotions, such as comedy, tragedy, farce, etc.; ⑤ the style is rich, and the poems, words, songs and self-music are various; ⑥ some poems have life, society of the philosophic connotation, hair warns people people the uplift; Seventhly, many poems because of the application of image thinking vivid, implicit, artistic conception better. In particular, many poems are fresh and natural with refined spoken language, which are resistant to chewing. Mr. Meng Shixiong loved it very much. During the period when I was depressed, he gave me a book named “the collection of broken tile pavilions”. After reading it, he benefited a lot. He once sent a text message to thank him, and attached a doggerel he learned and: our Yi hemp universal Shixian, everything all into article. The Shenzhou moon exploration and celebration, the hen also describes how to protect the young. Exhilaration to male world, seen service bumpy Chi unabated. Good chapter catch phrase casually accounted for, rural wind liqu conveniently. Sui Generis also zhong lv, special resistance to chew. The inkstone pool is worn bare and the ink is thousands of Ding. I thought that the Yangchun snow was elegant, but the poets of xialibas around us also had something interesting. To Chinese teachers identity of the author’s opinion, the broken tiles pavilion set “at least can tempted children of writing poetry interest. Because the examples that inspire children to write poems in this collection of poems can be said to be collected. Parents who want their children to have some basic training of Chinese studies from childhood and are afraid that their children will learn boring, may as well buy a book named collection of broken tiles pavilion for their children to read. Today, I reread the collection of broken tile pavilions and couldn’t help writing down this reading note to remember it.

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We should be good at grasping the active points, establishing rules and regulations for them so that they can develop,

He held it in his hand and fixed his soul

We should focus on interests, gangs, and active factors,

Is to grasp the system, grasp the ideal platform,

Therefore, a great person must be good at discovering active factors,

There should be ways to guide and fix it.

In a group, if step by step is the denominator,

Then, the active factor is molecule.

The future of a group is controlled by molecules.

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Night, quiet; Wind, cold, cold night swept away the noise of the day, only loneliness, only me. With the yearning of the whole season, the cold wind climbed up the treetop gently sometimes, ran wild sometimes, hung disappointment on the branches sometimes, and poured sorrow on the wilderness sometimes. Thick and light, deep and shallow, it drains into the wall shadow of time, and fades into the waves of time far away. However, when you carefully feel the pain from the stars and the faint wounds, you will feel a lot of thoughts from the bottom of your heart, wandering in, find. I am used to thinking in the wind, and my heart flies with the dead leaves, full of bitterness and mottled on the ground. The lifted memory flows in the bleak Cold, rolling up as injury, stretching as pain and permeating the wind and dust; A bay of thoughts spread quietly, stretching along the green vines of memory and blooming. Pavilion Day cool cloud light, trail path wind rustling. The wind spreads emotions, rolling up pieces of ancient style, whispering in the corridor of the eaves corner, dancing alone in the small pavilion of the Wall Hall, throbbing the common feeling for a lifetime; The cloud smiles, dripping half a pool of clear frost, drunk lying in the dead leaves, the damaged dead branches were red, and the pond was full of cold smoke. In the dim light, memory always draws your outline without reservation, smiles, turns around, wanders ink and backs. Those moments, though a moment of warmth, are eternal love. A cold night moon, what time is it. In the old days, the pavilions and pavilions were full of worries and endless thoughts of tobacco. A heart, a thousand sorrows, love; Half a cup of wine, a drunk, ask for love. I know that I can’t hold your hands smartly, nor can I delete you from the memory panel by taking advantage of the thin edge of this life to describe the previous edge of the next world. That green loneliness gathers in my heart, with ten fingers of cohesion, the Golden string ends the year of Sihua, and the Yao piano sounds are disconsolate. Can a single finger of the clear tone hold the yearning? Thoughts always drift unconsciously. When walking through the old and new wounds, the unconscious touch will always shock the most sensitive wounds. The past dribs and drabs will always come for no reason. The scenes will be staged one by one, and the sentimental feelings will always come together quietly one by one. The past days and nights have been sealed up by the years and become the classic of the heart; The love that has been precipitated, it seems that the sea tide is coming every night, dancing with Willow, and bending with the moon, pressing down to the end of Su Yan’s pen, pouring a piece of cold, ruthless is not like sentimental bitter, an inch is still thousands of strands. Standing quietly in front of the wind, the sound of bamboo flute fluttered beside my ears. I was drunk with the moon, my face was full of beauty, my broken stars were charming, my eyebrows were flashing and my mind was on my mind, telling me about the hunting breeze and the poetic years, follow a natural and Frank love, restore the most admiring time, and put the most perfect you in the most beautiful space. I know that in your world, I can only be a clear dream. I didn’t leave for a long time because I didn’t want to see the ending of flowers falling so early. Shan pillow half bed, dream back to the old dynasty when the moon is bright; Jade flute flies, flowers fall in the end of the world. At this time, although it was only a half-volume dream, I knew very well that there would still be you as before in the corridor of the elegant environment of Qing Ci. Pond grass enters poetry because of dreams, begonia with hatred is no fragrance, you are not pond grass, but into my poetry; I am not begonia, but curling your half-life love wounds. Love, escaped the wind and frost of four seasons, but could not hide the looking back of years. Keeping half a window Moon, Mei Ying gradually went up to the screen window, as if your outline was shallow, your eyes were hazy, and you stretched out your palm, but you didn’t want to touch the wound from the dust for a long time. Looking for winter, I have been singing ice and cold, but there are still withered vines around the branches; Waiting for you, we can know that the infatuated are better than the epilepsy, Nai, Qing bottle jade flute. The wind, relieving emotions, always accompanied me tirelessly, coming fiercely, blowing up the calm of forehead and the persistence of feet; Clearing up the complicated thoughts hastily, walking through the wind, I don’t want to be filled with worries and hit the loneliness in the wind. The broken dreams flow with the wind. Maybe in destiny, you are the flowing dust that I can’t catch in my whole life. I always look at you, but it’s hard to keep two or two; Rouge tears, stay drunk, when heavy, since people grow up, they hate the water and the East, and only sigh that creation makes people. The wind blows the old years, making it easier for Zhu Yan in the mirror; Lovesickness is engraved in the dust, causing some dust. Sake, sorrow, drunk, sad; Cold wind, heart, acid, tears. There is no trace in the night, and after pouring over loneliness, it will draw a deep and dark wound; Fengben is dust-free, running over the oath and engrave the love in the world of mortals. Looking back and looking shallow, the flowers are all gone, but only the desolation breaks the cocoon and becomes a butterfly, making a curve of yearning. There is no dust in the heart of water, not for poetry but for heart, and thousands of lovesickness words can be relied on.

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Ethereal refers to artistic conception. People or thoughts are flexible, unpredictable or transparent. I hope my heart and even my soul are clear and clear, and continue like this. The reason why I take ethereal love as the topic is that I want to have ethereal love, which is so unique and incomparable. I have always believed in the love that a couple will never be separated from each other. I am also eager for this kind of faithful love. Although it is slim, I am looking forward to it. Maybe I don’t necessarily meet, or maybe I take a few more detours to hold happiness. The best result is of course meeting the right person at the right time. Ruyi, maybe that’s it! Who says no? I once thought that it was so easy to get off a thief ship, but I didn’t know whether to get off or not. Finally, it depends on the attitude of the ship owner, who betrayed you and left you. Is it hard to die or not? A natural and unrestrained turn around, leaving people covered with scars. The wound with dirt keeps alert to yourself all the time-protect yourself and don’t give anyone a chance to hurt yourself. Then as time passes, he becomes a hedgehog, protecting himself but not hurting others. I don’t want to explore the right and wrong. Because there is no right or wrong in everything, only relative and absolute. Just like there is no absolute fairness in the world, only relative fairness. I have never understood the reason why life has changed. I didn’t understand until this moment. In fact, the reason is very simple, that is, I don’t love it anymore. Yes, when a person doesn’t love you, there will be thousands of reasons to be picky, but he will still think whether the love he has given is not enough, how ridiculous it is. Later, I realized that I was so lucky, He lost someone who loved him, and what I lost was someone who didn’t love myself. At the same time, I also gave myself and others opportunities, and got happiness and happiness. The result was perfect and complete. Love, like fireworks, breaks away in a flash. Love, like a bubble, is broken with a stab. Love is like flower and Jade, grinding into dust or pure and transparent. It makes people grow up, mature and happy, and it also makes people decadent, childish and painful. Sometimes, I wonder if I can be as pure and pure as ever if I haven’t experienced this so-called love. I told myself that I must know how to cherish, cherish life, cherish myself and cherish everything I have today. After all, only with the trees planted by predecessors can the descendants enjoy the cool. Drink from the source! With a sigh, I said how much desolation I had done. I was like a child who needed to be loved and grew up. I was naive and willful. Now nothing matters, what matters is whether you are healthy, happy, and happy. Isn’t that what people pursue in their whole life?

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