The last poem is: the day of Yuan is a matter, the last silver cup, the last date. The part of speech is: adjective. The structure is: the top (upper and lower structure) and the last (semi-closed structure). Pinyin is "left" and phonetic notation is: "ㄗㄨㄟ?ㄡ".
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Finally, Zu √ h √ u (1) came last after all others in time or order.
Second, the citation interpretation
After all others in time or order. Quote Historical Records of Xiang Yu: "Chu Huaiwang was first named Duke of Lu, and when he died, Lu finally got off, so he buried the city with a gift from Duke of Lu." Song Shi Ye's Epitaph of Gong Liu, Assistant Minister of the Official Department: "Finally, I was allowed to work in the county, but I still can't die." Lao She's "Camel Xiangzi" XIV: "Tigress didn't expect things to come so quickly, so she took out her last move so early."
Third, the national language dictionary.
At the end of time or order. Such as "last place".
Fourthly, online interpretation.
Finally (Fish Leong sings songs), and finally, a song by China female singer Fish Leong. Included in the music album Courage. Finally (Chinese vocabulary) the final explanation: after all others in time or order, finally.
About the last synonym
It's over, it's over, and it's finally here.
About the last antonym
First of all, at first, at first, at first
About the last poem
It is always the last cold rain in the defoliation season. Knowing each other is always so beautiful. Your figure is always elegant. You are a yellowbird you can't get rid of. What you want to forget most is the deepest forgetting. Just like ancient primitive knots, you can tie them one by one, so that you can repeatedly touch and trace the clues that are very important to me alone in the dark cave. Before sunset, you suddenly discovered the similarities between me and primitive people. The knot tied for you in the morning is still gentle and horizontal. Spring is coming, and when the fragrance is released in an orderly way, some distant and imprisoned dreams will appear again, such as those words that have not been said and promises that have not been fulfilled, and there is a feeling that there is nowhere to put them, and the color is extremely light. On such a cold rainy night, at the corner of such a dark long street, there is always someone holding an old black umbrella head-on, rushing to wash his back white against the rain, as if years were weaving it into pages. Meng's poems always feel that you are still waiting for me quietly at the corner of every muddy long street. I have to slow down gradually and look back at the depths of the rain. My question is how to keep a memory of water and wine in my life. How can I repeat the wind, the clouds and the sound of running streams in the grass on similar nights many years later? How can I get a little drunk every time I raise my glass to the past and allow myself to shed tears in front of the bottle? I really didn't lose my life. My question is, how to get lost in cold and fiery emotions forever after saying goodbye to you. All the troubles of many years ago have been thrown to the bottom of the sea like an anchor when I hit the rocks. Please don't come back after 1000 years to explore the reasons for hitting the rocks. All the traces are annihilated, all the clues are rusted, and they remain on the last page. Only the log book, the young one, tearfully wrote "Tonight is like moonlight" before abandoning the ship. Cliff chrysanthemum is as white as snow and fierce as fire, winding to the deepest and deepest valley bottom. My hidden wish is the definition of the growth of the last blooming cliff chrysanthemum in autumn. What can I give you if I meet you again? Everything is forbidden. Strictly speaking, life is like a ladder, with layers of symbols and marks. The barren years are my last time, and I can't insist on singing an aria for all the roses that eventually wither, whether I want to cry or say goodbye to you with a smile. A performance is inseparable from sorrow and joy. When the light shines, I want to sing the most difficult scene. Please hold your breath and listen, and then give a warm applause to the person I love all my life. After the song, whether I want to cry or say goodbye to you with a smile, I will be glad that the poems and feelings with you under the desk lamp have not been reborn in an instant, so please wait patiently for my love, let day and night alternate, let the white hair grow and let us slow down. I slowly changed my mood, so that the longing that burned the whole spring and summer finally went out and was replaced by an indifferent and drifting acid. When the moon comes out, I can't open the door to visit, and finally I can let it shine wildly into all the mountains. I often wonder if you will suddenly stop and think of me when dusk comes to the corner. Who will notice your suddenly dark face in the crowd? Who can know the pain in your heart, my dear friend? Who can tell you that my guilt and sadness today are as bright as the lights of two cities so far apart? Plant lilies in the garden, and plant a song in our hearts. Let's review the topics we have learned all our lives in a beautiful mood. If life is a speeding train, happiness and sadness are two tracks that follow me closely, and all the moments are very hasty and modular. Unless you can stop and look back from a distance, you can get a clear and bitter feeling only when you look back, so you can figure out a good mood without regrets only when it is too late. Let's go back to the original loneliness. Let us use a long and extremely ordinary life to prove that all curious and lively people are bored and bored, so that the audience who have been bothering us and waiting for the wonderful ending will refund their tickets and disperse. Only in this way can we return to the original loneliness. At that time, there will only be an empty mountain on the stage, and there will be no one on the stage. Only sunny weather will be good and birds will be quiet. At that time, white-haired wanderer, please stand quietly in the wind and in the clouds and listen to each other. It is the young and warm voice that makes us no longer confused. If it is still rain after rain, if it is still sorrow after sorrow, please let me face this separation calmly and continue to look for an impossibility. Now, the fountain pen you gave me, if you can allow me to hold my breath in this extremely silent moment between ebb and flow, if you can allow me to write a sentence after my arrival, the two white waterfowl are still hovering in the bow, flying on the gray-purple hillside facing the sea, and there is a faint fragrance of gardenia. Life is three times, the same gentle dusk and dusk, and this fate comes back and forth. We have to give in to it in tears. Between the ebb and flow of the tide, my heart is full of sadness and sadness. Dear writer, please allow me to stop writing. From now on, you are my last word. Maybe some people won't forget each other's postscript: In today's world,
About the last sentence
lastlatestfinishultimatelyatlengthfinallyfinal ultimate
About the last idiom
Uncle Mi's class is the most intimate, enjoyable and easy to hide, but it's the most difficult to guard against backstabbing.
About last words
You'd better go through the back door and leave it open.
About the final sentence-making
The last time I saw Sister Xianglin, she was completely numb.
She asked the examiner when she applied for the job, and was finally admitted.
In the final sprint, the two athletes kept neck and neck and reached the finish line together.
The five strong men of Langya Mountain fought with the enemy until the last moment.
Thanks to the rescue of the police, he finally escaped from the tiger's mouth.
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