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Wang Zongyan wrote three poems of the dead sheep

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Professor Wang Zongyan, male, born in January 1913 in Hepu, Guangxi, graduated from the English Department of Sun Yat-sen University in 1934 with a bachelor's degree in literature. In 1946, he became a lecturer in the Department of Foreign Languages of Sun Yat-sen University, and was promoted to associate professor in 1951. He has been an associate professor at Guangzhou Institute of Foreign Languages since 1970 and was promoted to professor in 1977. Professor of the Department of Foreign Languages, Sun Yat-sen University since 1979; In 1986, he became a doctoral supervisor. He is a member of the 1st and 2nd Academic Committee of the Chinese Chinese Society, a member of the 4th and 5th CPPCC Guangdong Provincial Committee, a member of the editorial board of the Encyclopedia of China ---- Language and Writing Volume, and one of the two editors-in-chief of the Modern Linguistics Series of Shanghai Foreign Language Education Publishing House

Wang Zongyan wrote three poems of the dead sheep
Wang Zongyan wrote three poems of the dead sheep
Wang Zongyan wrote three poems of the dead sheep
Wang Zongyan wrote three poems of the dead sheep
Wang Zongyan wrote three poems of the dead sheep

Baihua Zhu Calyx, yu thin. Cantonese door, such as grinding like a mistake. In the morning of the three provinces, bandits are lazy.

Bai Hua Dai, in the Tomb of the Tombs. Qian Qianshizi, Nirvana and Not Yu. Dedication and dedication, forgetfulness.

Baihua Xuanzu, in the song of the hill. A virgin, no camp and no desire. Fresh morning, mo insult

Swing and destroy, and things are from it. Stupid, stupid, Wang Yirouzhi. The Tao is both from the beginning and the softness of the transformation.

Wood is in autumn, grass is drawn in spring. The beast lies in the grass, and the fish leap down the river. Thanks at four o'clock, eight winds instead of fans.

Fibrous case dial, star metamorphosis base. Five latitudes are not ashamed, six qi is not easy. Shame on my king, the trace of Shaowen.

Solemn gentleman, by the manners of the willfulness. After the Ming Dynasty, benevolence is the government. Fish swim in the swamp, birds gather in the forest.

The scales drum and vibrate their tone. The Guest writes sincerely, and the Lord does his best. The peace of the times, what thoughts and how to repair.

Culture inside, martial arts outside.