Du Ying's night scene is red, thousands of lakes laugh, and Jinling is in love.
Tears fell before the spring dream. Leng Yue was speechless and missed you.
Who is the sad song? Wherever the north wind blows, both places suffer the same injury.
Cold rain is more pity for Iraq. It's hard to complain, but my heart is buried in Hua Zhong.
"My head tree in the West Wild Goose Lake has light ink marks. Don't brag about the good color, just leave the dried Kun full of fragrance. " Singing a poem gently, sitting quietly on the grass, staring at the plum blossoms in the snow, let me daydream infinitely. ...
Plum blossoms are various, and Anna is charming. Some have been in full bloom, blossoming Leng Yan, lingering fragrance, like a fairy wearing a fluttering dress, dancing; Some are only half-open, like a shy girl, hiding, and really hiding half a face behind her guitar from us, which has a unique charm; Only flowers and bones are in bud. Some plum blossoms form clusters in groups of three or five, some two flowers bloom together, called ice lotus, and some bloom alone, standing proudly in the snow.
"If you don't turn it over, you can't smell plum blossoms." This is the nature of plum blossom-tenacity, and we praise plum blossom because of her personality. "Plum blossoms come from bitter cold" because Mei's patience can turn suffering into fragrance. Despite the cold wind, she smiled from the snow, opened clean petals and kissed the devastation of the snow. This is the philosophy of plum blossom-the heart is cold and strong.
The nature of plum blossom is also the nature of our Chinese nation. Sima Qian Qiang. He used suffering as a ladder. In prison, in shame, he persevered. It is in this mood that he wrote Historical Records in such a place. His life will not be dimmed by the fall of a star, nor will it be abandoned by the fall of a flower. Sang Lan, a disabled and determined gymnast, is always infected by her sunny smile, leaving no shadow. No matter how many setbacks, no matter how many bumps, what is it?
"Wind and rain send spring home, and there is no snow to welcome the spring. Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it. Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it. When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she laughs in the bushes. " Mei who can't finish singing, nature who can't finish praising. Plum blossoms have inspired the feelings of many literati and spilled the ink of many poets. Wish, a strong soul!
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