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Mao Huaizheng ‖ (Southern American Literature Kicking Hall Competition Registration 8 / Essay)

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Absolutely loud

Speechless on the West Building, sentimentality like water and empty currents?

The leaves of the sycamore fall, the piano is empty, and the empty beam is lonely. The clouds are not lonely, tears stain the pipa, looking back on the past with sorrow. Once upon a time, it sat on a thousand miles in all directions, once had a million armor control strings, once upon a time when it was half a wall in the south of the Weihe River, and once upon a time it was famous for shaking the world of Kyushu. Up to now, there is a corner of the city, and the good wife has been insulted and no one has complained.

Ding You Tanabata, riding on the wind, eyes born with double pupils, give words heavy light. At that time, the Southern Tang Dynasty Chengming, more than a dozen states and rivers, fresh clothes and angry horses Ren Junyou; at that time, the liezu was loved, the Chengxin Hall was ten thousand gold, and the ink was splashed.

World? There is a father in charge. World? There is a brother to carry the crown. If you are not a fisherman, you can boat on the river and watch the waves flow east for thousands of miles; if you are a woodcutter, you can take a step and enjoy a mountain of peach and come to the wind. Why should there be a king in life? Green ants half a cup, hand talk a round, drunk in the sea of flowers This is the luck of life.

The twilight drum and morning bell are leisurely, and the book mountain and ink sea are far away. Zhong Shan was like a past life, and the rest of his life was in vain. The open guns and dark arrows haunt the ears, and the small building Yusheng blows cold at night. Whoever belongs to him in the world will stop singing in this day' joy.

History is so thick and humorous. The elder brother had great ambitions, and he was obedient to the emperor's tossing and turning, but he fell into a different place; he envied the rivers and lakes in his heart, but he wished that Qiao Yu would sit and enjoy the snow moon and drink the wind, but he ascended to the Ninth Five-Year Supreme.

He was born into the imperial family, but unfortunately he was a king. Intoxicated in singing and dancing, squandering in the dashing wind. The golden furnace is the first incense beast, and the beauty dances the golden nobility. The wine evil sniffed the flowers, and the other hall especially heard the Xiao drums. Extravagance, song can not stop. But whoever heard helplessness here was nothing more than a vain attempt to mislead the country.

Finally, the Song Dynasty swung its army south, and the sound of soldiers resounded throughout the city, the snare drums were gloomy, and the horses were hissing. Falling flowers, singing and dreaming. Swinging a sword around, bustling Jiangnan, can you withstand the smoke of war? Forty years of home country, three thousand miles of rivers and mountains. Fengge Dragon Tower is connected to Xiaohan, and Yushu Qiongzhi is made into a smoke lotus. How many have you ever known? Instead of turning into smoke and dust with oneself, it is better to sacrifice oneself to save all the peoples.

On that day, a man dressed in white was shackled; on that day, the clouds were bleak and the people mourned. On that day, one man saved a city; on that day, the song shook the heavens. What joy is there in life, and what is there to fear in death?

Yes, it is far more painful to be alive than to die. Now the dynasty has fallen to the liang, leaving the hometown for many years. Late autumn night, only the sycamore as a companion, there are small buildings on the side, the cold moon is like a hook hanging obliquely in the sky, can only rely on the column tears alone, how dare to face the beauty of humiliation. Maybe if you leave your beloved, you will have a discrepancy, so let yourself sacrifice yourself again for the rest of your lover' brilliant life.

That night Tanabata, that night of birth, that night of drumming elegant and deep, that night of clear mourning and determination. That southern sound seemed to ignite the embers of the Southern Tang Dynasty and burn all over the half of Jiangnan. Spring flowers are absolute, autumn moons are full of melting, and the momentary fragrance is dissipated; climb the small building alone, the homeland is not there, and the west wind also comes to the east wind. Only the mountains and rivers are not confused, and the east goes to the sea to purify. Shoulder to shoulder, countless worries. A flat leaf boat, how sad to carry? Gu Shou looked back only at the Qing song echoing, and the Hou Mansion circled around the beam:

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon?" How much do you know about the past. Xiao Lou had another east wind last night, and the homeland could not look back at the middle of the moon.

The carved fence jade should still be there, but Zhu Yan changed. How much sorrow can you have? It is like a river of spring water flowing eastward. ”

The song flew out of the Hou Mansion and flew to the Imperial City; the song flew out of the Liang And flew to the heavens. That song warmed Jiangnan, and that song sang cold Heavenly Son. In the end, Emperor Taizong of Song claimed that he had disobeyed Hou Hou's illness and gave him a thousand chances to lead.

Thousands of machines introduce the mouth and melt, and thousands of machines introduce blood to seal the throat. In the pain, the heart points to the southern country, and in the struggle, the heart returns to Zhongshan. Even if you leave a desperate sound, you will eventually lose the world.

postscript:

On the night of the Three-Year Qixi Of the Taiping Revival, Emperor Taizong gave Hou Qianji a chance to disobey the order. Lady Zheng Guo played and sang "Yu Meiren", and the final string broke the death of the retinue Jia Xue. Jiangnan streets and alleys burned paper to pay tribute, and the number of people who hung filial piety and wept did not know how many.

◆ New Media Center of Zhongshan Daily Newspaper Group

◆ Editor: Xu Xiangdong

◆ Second instance: Vedoga

◆ Third trial: Wei Lijun

◆ Material source: Zhongshan Daily

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