Motherland, I am proud of you.
When the magnificent huabiao,
Let the tall and straight body be covered with dawn,
When the majestic Tiananmen Square,
Let the clouds meet the rising sun.
The ear of history,
The salute rumbled,
An avalanche of echoes,
It is the echo of the changes in China.
A giant looks down at the world,
A loud voice,
The whole world heard it,
People's Republic of China (PRC) was founded!
When the first five-star red flag Ran Ran was raised,
Flag of victory,
Flying in the wind of the sky,
People looked up,
The whole world saw it,
The people of China have stood up since then!
This period of history embodies greatness,
Indulge in the sunshine in October,
This momentum is full of passion,
A monument stands in the east of the world.
A glorious era,
With strong hands,
He wrote a glorious chapter of the new China,
People proudly pointed out the direction.
Suffering mother,
Wipe the tears from your eyes,
Show your inner joy, be happy sincerely,
The motherland bravely moves towards prosperity.
Praise our history,
There is a myth that Pangu created the world.
Generate the light that shines with life.
Praise our history,
There are four great inventions,
Sow on this barren land.
Praise our history,
With the wisdom of Laozi and Confucius,
The flame of thousands of years of civilization has illuminated us.
2. It is best to be able to recite the ancient prose "Young China" for 3 minutes! There are other things I can't think of. Young China said [Qing Dynasty,1February, 900] that Japanese Liang Qichao called me China, one was the boss empire, and the other was the boss empire.
It is also a language and a translation of the words of Europeans and Westerners. Oh! Am I the boss of China? Ren Gong said: Evil! What is it! What is it! I have a young China man in my mind.
To talk about the country's young and old, please talk about the people's young and old first. Old people often think about the past, while young people often think about the future.
Only thinking about the past, so nostalgic; Only by thinking about the future can we give birth to hope. Only nostalgia, so conservative; Only hope, so forge ahead.
Only conservative, so always old; Only enterprising, so new. Just thinking about the past, everything is what it is, so I only know that it is as usual; Only those who think about the future and do anything with no future often dare to break the rules.
Old people are always worried, while young people are always cheerful. I just worry too much, so I am discouraged; It's all for pleasure, so it's arrogant.
Only discouraged, so timid; But it is also full of pride, so it is heroic. Only cowardice, so you get along; Only brave, so take risks.
Only you can, you can destroy the world; Only adventure can create the world. Old people are always tired of things, while young people are always happy.
Only people who are tired of things often feel that everything has nothing to do; There are only good things, so I often feel that everything is impossible. Old people are like sunset, young people are like sunrise.
Old people are like infertile cows, and young people are like suckling tigers. Old people are like monks, and young people are like chivalrous men.
Old people are like dictionaries, and old people are like operas. Old people are like opium, young people are like brandy.
Old people are like meteorites from other planets, and young people are like coral islands in the ocean. Old people are like pyramids in the desert of Egypt, and young people are like railways in Siberia.
Old people are like willows after autumn, and young people are like grass before spring. Old people are like the dead sea, and young people are like the beginning of the Yangtze River.
The old man and the young man have different personalities. Ren Gong said: People are inherent, and so is the country.
Ren Gong said: It hurts, boss! The woman who plays the piano at the head of Xunyang River, when the moon is around the boat, the maple leaves are rustling, cold as iron, and dreamlike, recalling the beauty of Luoyang dust, spring flowers and autumn moon. At the south gate of Xigong, White-haired Gong E and Yi Deng sat opposite each other, talking about the legacy between Kaiyuan and Tianbao, and composing "Colorful Feathers".
Green Gate planted melons, kept Confucian people, cared about obedient children, and recalled the grand occasion of Houmen as a pearl. Napoleon and his followers are in Hermia, and Alafei is in Ceylon. They are with guards or visitors. They said that they galloped across the Central Plains with short knives and swift horses, swept across Europe, and fought bloody battles against the sea, and all countries were shocked by the great achievements. First angry, then caressing, and finally holding the mirror.
Alas, my face is full of teeth, my hair is full, and I am getting old! If so, there is nothing to worry about except gloom, and I have not given up the world of distress; There is no sun and moon outside the decadent Tang dynasty, and there is no silence outside the sigh; I have no other occupation except death. Beauty is a hero, but the situation is average? Friends and relatives are in the grave of the market; Eat and live, wait for someone.
Today has passed, how can we know the next day? This year has passed, and it will be a pity next year? Nothing in the world is more frustrating than the boss. For this person, too, there is also the desire to return to the sky by means of clouds, which overrides the spirit of mountains and seas, okay? Oh! Am I the boss of China? This refers to the past, Tang Yu three generations, how to treat it; Qin Huang Hanwu, what a hero; How prosperous literature has been since the Han and Tang dynasties; The martial arts between Kanggan and Kanggan are brilliant.
What historians tell and lyricists eulogize is not the scenery and happy history of our national youth! Now I'm old! Cut five cities yesterday and ten cities tomorrow. Birds and rats are everywhere, and chickens and dogs are frightened every night. The land property of eighteen provinces has become the flesh and blood of the people; Father and brother's 400 trillion children have become slaves of paper money, so what does the so-called "so that she finally married herself to a businessman" mean? Oh! You can't bear to see what happened that year! Chu prison is relatively precarious, and people's lives are at stake.
The country is a dying country, and its people are dying people. Everything is helpless, everything is playing tricks on people, not surprising! Ren Gong said: Am I the boss of China? This is one of the major problems in the world today.
If its boss is the same, China is the country of the past, that is, this country once existed on the earth, and now it is gradually disappearing, and the fate of another day will be almost the same. If it is not the boss, China will be the country of the future, that is, this country did not exist on the earth in the past, and now it has gradually developed and the future is very long.
Want to break today's China as the boss? For teenagers? You must first understand the meaning of the word "country". What is a husband and a country? If there are land and people, the people living on their land should manage the affairs of the land where they live, formulate their own laws and maintain their own laws; Sovereignty, obedience, everyone's sovereignty and everyone's obedience.
If the husband is like this, it is called complete founding. For a hundred years, there has been a completely established country on the earth.
Those who are fully established are also in their prime. What is not fully established and gradually becomes fully established is also juvenile affairs.
So I want to say a word: European countries are prime countries today, and China is a juvenile country today. People who used to live in China had the name of a country, but they didn't become a country.
It is either a family country, a chieftain country, a feudal country with princes, or a country with autocratic kings. Although there are different types, they are necessary and lacking in the national constitution.
Just as a baby grows from embryo to child, one of its two branches grows up first, but its whole body is rough, but it can't be used. Therefore, Tang Yu used to be an embryonic age, Yin and Zhou dynasties was a breastfeeding age, and from Confucius to now it is a boy's age.
Gradually developed, and now began to enter the world of children and adolescents. If it grows too late, thieves of all ages have killed its vitality.
For example, if you are still sick in childhood, you will turn to old age, or you may doubt that your death will come soon, but you don't know that all this is unfinished and untenable. Not the past, but the future.
And I, China, have never tasted a country? But there is a court ear! I, the Chinese people, live in groups. Those who have stood on this earth for thousands of years ask what the name of their country is, and there is nothing. Husband's so-called Tang, Yu, Xia, Shang, Zhou, Qin, Han, Wei, Jin, Song, Qi, Liang, Chen, Sui, Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing are all famous.
The court also has private property. The state is also the public property of the people.
There are old and young dynasties, and there are old and young state-owned States. Since Korea and the country are foreign things, we can't refer to the old and young of the country by the age of North Korea.
Wen, Wu, Cheng and Kang were also teenagers in the Zhou Dynasty. You, Li, Huan and Yun were also in their later years.
3. Seek two ancient texts suitable for reading. The red wall is full of autumn, and in July, perilla and guests go boating under the red cliff.
The breeze blows gently and the water can't reach the surface. Raise a glass to propose a toast to one's companions, recite articles related to the moon, and sing praises to chapters.
Not long after, the moon rose from Dongshan and hovered between the Big Dipper and the cow. Milky white fog across the river, clear water.
Let the boat float on the boundless river and cross the boundless river. Vastness is like the wind in Feng Xu, but I didn't know it would stop. It's like being left behind and independent, feathering into immortality.
At this time, he was very happy to drink, slapping the ship's rail with his hand and singing. The song says: "Gui Gui is like a blue paddle, striking the sky and tracing the streamer.
I am pregnant, looking at the beautiful scenery, looking at the sky. "The guest has a piper, leaning on the song and making peace.
Its voice is full of resentment, longing, crying and complaining, and the lingering sound is endless. It can make the dragon dance in the deep valley and make the widow in the lonely boat cry.
Perilla was very sad and sat in danger and asked the guest, "What is it?" The guest said, "There are few stars on the moon, and blackbirds fly south." Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking at Xiakou in the west and Wuchang in the east, the mountains and rivers are misty and gloomy. Isn't this because Meng Zhizhi was trapped in Zhou Lang? Fang Qi broke Jingzhou and went down to Jiangling, downstream to the east. He was thousands of miles long, wearing a flag, drinking wine and singing poems across the river, and became a hero in the world. Now, where is he? My son and I are fishing on the river, and we are friends with fish, shrimp and elk. Driving a boat, holding a bottle that belongs to each other. It's a drop in the ocean to send a mayfly into the earth.
Mourn a moment in my life and admire the infinity of the Yangtze River. Fly with the flying fairy, hold the bright moon, and grow up.
I couldn't understand it at the moment, but I heard about it in Hengtai. "Perilla said," do you know water and the moon? The deceased is like this, but he has never been there; If you are full of emptiness, the dead will not ebb and flow.
Gai must view it from its changers, then heaven and earth can't be in an instant; From its unchanging point of view, things are infinite to me. What do you envy? Between heaven and earth, everything has its own master; If it's not mine, it's a dime.
However, the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains are heard by the ears, but what the eyes see is beautiful and inexhaustible, which is the endless hiding place of the creator and the place where my son and I eat. "The guest smiled and washed more vigorously.
All the vegetables and fruits have been eaten, leaving only the cups on the table in a mess. Sleeping on the boat, hugging each other, I know the horizon has turned white.
Su Shi (1037 ~110/) was born in Meishan, Northern Song Dynasty. He is a famous writer, one of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties.
He is knowledgeable and versatile, and has high attainments in calligraphy, painting, poetry and prose. His calligraphy is called "Song Sijia" with Cai Xiang, Huang Tingjian and Mi Fei; He is good at painting bamboo and strange stones, and also has outstanding opinions on painting theory and calligraphy theory.
He is a literary leader after Ouyang Xiu in the Northern Song Dynasty, and his prose is as famous as Ouyang Xiu. Poetry is like the name of Huang Tingjian; His words are magnificent and bold, and his words are graceful and restrained. Known as "Su Xin" with Xin Qiji in the Southern Song Dynasty, * * * is an uninhibited poet. Chibi Fu can be divided into pre-Chibi Fu and post-Chibi Fu.
Wang Teng Pavilion Preface Wang Bo Original: Zhang Yu Old County, Hongdu New Residence. The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected with Lu Heng.
Three rivers and five lakes in Jin, controlling barbarians and attracting Ouyue. Wuhua Tianbao, the dragon lamp shoots the bull fighting market; Outstanding people, Xu Ru got off Chen Fan's couch.
Xing Chi Cai Jun Xiongzhou fog column. At the turn of summer, the host and guest are all in the southeast.
The commander-in-chief Gong Yanyi is elegant, and the halberd is in the distance; Fan Yi of Yuwen Xinzhou is temporarily stationed. Ten-day holiday, friends like clouds, thousands of miles to meet, wedding.
Teng Jiao, a poet of Meng; Purple electric paste is General Wang's armory. Home is slaughter, Tao is name; What does a boy know? Bows always win! When Wei is in September, the sequence belongs to Sanqiu.
The water is cold and the pool is clear, and the smoke is purple. Yan Yan likes to walk on the road and watch the scenery to worship Afghanistan.
Close to Emperor Cheung Chau, you will see the old pavilion where heaven and man are integrated. Terraces are green and the sky is heavy; Feiting, Xiangdan, there is no land under the ground.
He Ting Zhu Fu, into the badlands, Ghost Hall Blue Palace, Lieshan. Embroidered and carved, Yamahara is full of vision, and Kawasawa is bold and unrestrained.
Yan Lu, the hometown of Zhong Mingding's delicious food; Ge boat maze, green finch Huanglong axis. Clouds selling rain Ji, colorful.
Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters * * * the sky. Fishing boats sing late, the coastal sound is poor, the array is cold, and the sound breaks Hengyang Pu.
The distance is smooth and it is easy to fly. Cool breeze blowing gently, singing white clouds.
There are bamboos in Suiyuan, which makes Peng Ze angry. Shui Ye Zhu Hua, a pen shining in Linchuan. Four beautiful things, two are difficult to combine.
Poor in the sky, leisure is very entertaining. The sky is vast and the universe is infinite; Joy begets sorrow and knowledge is empty.
Looking at Chang 'an in the sun means that Wu Hui is in the clouds. The terrain is deep in the South Pole, high in Tianzhu and far from Beichen.
It's difficult to climb mountains and mountains. Who feels sorry for the lost people? Meet by chance, full of foreign guests. When I miss the emperor, what year was I in the mysterious room? Ha ha! Bad luck, bad luck.
Feng Tang is easy to get old, but Li Guang is hard to seal. Qu Jiayi is in Changsha, not without a master; Is there no time to escape from Hongliang to Haiqu? Look at a few things and see a gentleman, knowing that life is the master.
When you are old and strong, would you rather be moved? If you are poor, you will be strong. If you are greedy for springs, you will feel refreshed, and if you are dry, you will still be happy. Although Beihai is on credit, it can be accepted; The cold corner has gone, and the mulberry is not late.
Meng's taste is noble and pure, and he has no distractions to serve the country; Ruan Ji is rampant, how can you cry at the end of the road? Bob, who is three feet short, is a scholar. There is no way to ask for it, and the final army will be weak; There is a pen in the heart, and love has the wind of living in peace.
Give up hair for a hundred years, and Wan Li will faint in the morning. It is not a treasure tree in Xie Jia, but a neighbor of Montessori.
He became more and more imperial, and he accompanied Lu; Today, I hold my hand and hope to hold the Longmen. Yang Yi doesn't pick up, caresses Lingyun and cherishes himself; What's shameful about playing with running water at the clock meeting? Oh! There are not many resorts, so it is difficult to have a grand feast again.
Lanting is gone, Zize Xu Qiu. Farewell words, thanks to Wei Wei; Climbing high to make a contribution is to hope the public.
Dare to enjoy, listen to short quotations, give a word, four rhymes. Please sprinkle Pan Jiang, and each side will pour their own water into the sea.
Wang Bo (649~676), Han nationality, was a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The word zi an.
Jiangzhou Longmen (now Hejin, Shanxi) people. Together with Yang Jiong and Lu, they are called "Wang Luo" and "four outstanding figures in the early Tang Dynasty".
Wang Bo is the grandson of Wang Tong, a great scholar at the end of Sui Dynasty. Wang's second son was named Fu Jiao, and the second son was named Fu Zhi, and Fu Jiao was his father. He used to be Doctor Taichang, Yongzhou Secretariat, Jiaozhi County Order, Liuhe County Order and Governor of Qi State. It can be seen that Wang Bo grew up in a scholarly family.
4. Classical Chinese recitation of China's classical poems and Zhengqi songs.
Year: Song Dynasty
Author: Wen Tianxiang
Works: Song Zhengqi
I am in the North Yard, sitting in an earthen house, which is eight feet wide and can be searched four times. The door of the single room is low and small, and the white room is short and narrow, dirty and dark. In this summer, all kinds of gases are extracted: four sets of rain, several floating beds, and sometimes water vapor; Mud half a face, braving the wind and waves, sometimes rustic; At first glance, it looks sunny and hot, and the air duct is blocked. At other times, the weather is fine. The yin of the eaves encourages inflammation and abuse, sometimes anger; When the warehouse is rotten, when Chen chen is aggressive and angry; Side by side, smelly and sweaty, sometimes popular; Or a corpse, or a rotten mouse, mixed with evil spirits, sometimes stinking. Stacking is counting gas, and it is rare to do it well. I haven't been weak for two years, but fortunately I'm safe and sound. It's almost a matter of support. However, I also know what I am raising. Mencius said, "I am good at nurturing my noble spirit." He has seven spirits, and I have one. With one enemy against seven, why should I suffer! Haoran, the meaning of heaven and earth, composed a song of righteousness.
Content:
Heaven and earth are upright, in many ways. Below is the Yuehe River, and above is the sun star. People call it awe, which is overwhelming.
The road to the emperor should be clear, including the Ming court. When you are poor, you can look at them, one by one: in Qi Taishi Jian, in the Tiger Wall in East Shanxi.
In the Qin Dynasty, in the Han Su Wu Festival; For the head of Yan, for the blood of Ji, for Zhang Suiyang's teeth, for Yan Changshan's tongue;
Or for Liaodong's hat, Qing. Li Bingxue; Or for a model, a crying hero. Still have to cross the river and swallow hujie generously,
Still want to hit a thief, the vertical head is broken. Always dignified and solemn. When it runs through the sun and the moon, life and death live in peace!
The earth depends on it, and the Tianzhu depends on it. Three cardinal principles are life and morality is the root. After discussion, Li Yu Yang Jiu, the official transfer is also invalid.
Chu prisoners carry crowns, and carts send them to the poor north. A tripod is as sweet as stuffing, and one thing is hard to find. The darkroom is a ghost fire, and the spring courtyard is dark.
Cattle and horses share a bar of soap, and chickens live in phoenix. Once it is foggy, it is divided into ditches and barren areas. If it is so hot and cold, it is easy to change.
Well, I'm out of town and happy for my country. Is there anything ridiculous? Yin He can't be a thief! I care about this. Look up at the clouds.
I'm worried, it's very high! The days of philosophers are far away, and the punishment is over. Reading on the eaves of the wind, painting on the ancient road.
5. Reading ancient poems (Yuan and ten years, moved to Sima, Jiujiang County.
Next autumn, I will see you off in Pukou, smell the pipa player in the boat at night, and listen to his voice, there is a clank of Kyoto; Ask the man, Ben Chang 'an advocates women and learns pipa from Mu Cao. Old age is fading, and I am committed to being a wife.
Then he ordered wine and asked him to play a few songs quickly. The songs were all merciful. I told myself that I was happy when I was young, but now I am wandering and haggard, and I wander between rivers and lakes.
After two years as an official, I feel very comfortable. I think it was a night, and I think I have the intention to be moved, because I gave it a very long song, which is called pipa every 6 16 words. ) Ping, in the way of reading ancient Chinese, the accent should be accurate, the pronunciation should be clear, and the specific grasp can not be done in one day. I can't say clearly at the moment. I'll show you later. Listen to it.
(Xunyan Jiangtou night in Fujian, maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn. I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music. )
Reading these words in a narrative tone, there is no feeling of sadness, only after "raising a glass of wine to drink" pause, and reading the word "without strings" in a sorry tone. Although we drank wine, we were not happy. We were breaking up when the river mysteriously widened towards the full moon.
These two sentences are a link between the preceding and the following, and there is a sense of loss when reading them. We heard a sudden sound. A guitar flashed across the water. The host forgot to go home and the guests left.
] The tone here suddenly changed, slightly faster, and I was pleasantly surprised. [We followed the melody and asked the player's name. The voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered.
We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again. However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us.
] Who wants to read in a skeptical tone, who wants to speak late must have a dignified tone; Reopening the banquet is a feeling of returning intentionally, with a slight smile; Long-awaited emphasis, heavy and slow; Half-hidden, slightly bright, slow, shy. [... she turned the tuning pin, tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings.
Read it three or two times with a sense of jumping, and the next sentence is to read the feeling. Every string is meditation, and every note is meditation, as if she were telling us the pain of her life.
She frowned, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit. These words are descriptive and tell people the situation at that time. The tone is long and peaceful, and the tone you usually say these words is the same.
[She brushes the strings, slowly twisting, sweeping and plucking, first the air in the rainbow skirt, then the six small ones. Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets.
Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. Guan Yingying's ass was slippery when she spoke, and we heard a stream sobbing painfully on the beach.
] These words are called Kung Fu. The first two sentences use tones to imitate the sounds produced by actions, but we must not lose the rhythm of the poem itself, and pay attention to the pronunciation of Yi and Yao. The big string is heavy and urgent, and the small string is gentle; In the next two sentences, you should also have a mixed order of priorities, and the jade plate should be light and crisp; The flower bottom is smooth and light, and the underwater beach is low and gentle.
(check its cold touch, the string seems to be broken, as if it can't pass; And notes, fade away. ] heavy and slow, the last sentence is moving, giving people the feeling that water can't stop.
The depth and hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice. ] With a sigh, there was a pause after the sentence.
A silver vase suddenly broke a stream of water and jumped out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons. Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.
] suddenly, in a hurry, I read very fiercely, and the tone at the end of the sentence was very urgent. Remember, suddenly. That's what you heard.
The east ship was silent, and the west ship was silent. We saw the white autumn moon entering the river. ] Suddenly, these two sentences were uttered in a slow and slow tone. I like the empty lens of the film, which describes the static state and gives the film a voice-over feeling.
[... when she slowly put the pick back into the strings, she stood up, adjusted her clothes, and was serious and polite. Tell us how she spent her girlhood in the capital and lived in her parents' house in Toad Hill.
She mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, and her name ranked first in the list of musicians. Her art even attracted the appreciation of experts, and her beauty attracted the envy of all major dancers.
How did the aristocratic youths in Wuling compete generously? Countless red silks were given to a song. The silver comb inlaid with shells was broken by her rhythm, and the bloody skirt was stained with wine.
Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention. Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died, and the night passed, and the night came, and her beauty disappeared.
There were fewer and fewer cars and horses in front of the door, and finally she married herself to a businessman. Who, first of all, stole money, accidentally left her and went to Fuliang to buy tea a month ago.
She has been taking care of an empty boat in the estuary, with no companions except the bright moon and cold water. Sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory and is awakened from her dream by her hot tears.
] There is no big ups and downs in this passage, but the tone has been readjusted, and the more you read it, the more sad it becomes. The last sentence was embarrassing. [Her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I feel even sadder.
We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? ! ] The first two sentences sigh, a little lower, and the last two sentences turn higher and are emotional. A year ago, I left the capital, and now I am a sick Jiujiang exile.
Jiujiang is so far away that I haven't heard music, neither strings nor bamboo sounds for a whole year. My residence is near the town by the river, low and humid, and the house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes.
Although it is also a narrative, the tone is higher than before, and the author is already very excited at this time. [What will you hear here in the morning and evening? ? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing.
I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the morning of spring with flowers and the night of autumn with moonlight shining. Of course, there are folk songs and village bagpipes, but they are rough and harsh, and they are harsh in my ears! 】 the feeling of reading bitterness and unhappiness, the unpleasant feeling of reading a sign language.
When I heard you playing the guitar tonight, I felt as if my hearing was illuminated by wonderful music. Don't leave us. Come, sit down. Play it for us again. I will write a Long song about guitar. ..
] suddenly excited, the rhythm is accelerated. [... she was moved by my words, stood there for a while, and then sat down to play her strings-they sounded even sadder.
] Standing low and slow for a long time, the tone of the last sentence becomes tight and high. Although the tune is different from what she used to play, all the people at the party listened and covered their faces.
] turn sad and choke [but who among them cries the most? ] who tone increased, questioning tone. [This Jiujiang official. My blue sleeves are wet! ] After Sima, there was a long pause, but the sound was broken. Although the last three words are light, they are delayed one by one, and their meanings are connected.
It took me a long time. I don't know how much I can understand. However, you don't have to be too demanding, just master 30% to 40%, and the effect will be very good.