Take the dream as a horse, and live up to Shaohua
The mist of dusk floats among the dead osmanthus flowers. I furrowed my brows and pursed my lips. The sliding tip of the pen suddenly stopped, picked up, and slammed. Rush out of the balcony door and sit on one side. Watch the stars flowing in the sky, idly watch the flowers blossom and fall in front of the court, and think of "Camel Look".
Reading "The Camel Look", I not only read the humorous "Beijing flavor", but also read the suffering of the people in the chaotic times. A "Camel Look", who said that only "Qi Yuche is big and running together", who said that there is only "bloody screen painting folding branches"? Look, how much sorrow the coachman is when the heat is boiling; listen, how much of the people's grief is heard. "The Camel Looks" is a tragic indictment of the brutality of the ruling class of the old society against the working people.
I was intoxicated in reverie, and my heart was like drinking morning dew. Thoughts were pulled back by the nightmare in front of them. At this moment, I was choked by the winter vacation homework, no worse than the Shoko who "stopped the cup and could not eat".
Closing his eyes slightly, the scene unfolded. Blood, like a delicate and silky spray column, was covered with wanli machines, soaked in the moon's falling cry. My heart lake rippled in circles, and they were resolute to the point that "gold wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and does not break the Loulan and will not return it"; They cling to the point that "the clothes are not enough to be sorry, but the wish is not broken"; their blood is cast, and they remember Dongyang.
The bone-chilling wind freezes to death, throws its head and spills hot blood.
Like hunger and thirst, read a lot, straighten your backbone, and rejuvenate China.
As a student, it is not a green shirt that falls to the top, not a soft knee, but an enterprising heart in the heart. Holding the star glow in our hands, holding the pen like a sword, we will carry the bag of youth, sing in the star hui banlan, Tarzan collapses in front of the color and does not change, the elk is happy on the left and the eyes are fleeting, the danger is flat, and the long sword Ling Qingqiu is alone.
Sweat and morning light are accompanied, but soaked with the taste of dreams; fatigue and twilight accompany, but outline the outline of dreams; The original heart and hard work are interdependent, but they render the background of youth; this is the youth.
How I hope that Shoko can "come out of the mud without staining, and mao qing lian without demon". I picked up my pen again, writing with confidence and diligence, a faint moonlight, and set me a lace.
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◆ Zhongshan Daily Media Development Center
◆ Editor: Xu Xiangdong
◆ Second Instance: Xiang Caizhi
◆ Third trial: Huang Lianjie
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