Author: Chao Yimin
swing
Brick or stone?
raise high
The wind of praise is blowing
I fainted several times.
A mocking wind blew.
People are shorter.
Fall with the wind
a little sad
Lu Xun
They said I was Lu Xun.
I am a generation of writers.
I'm already dead.
Still firm
How can I be so great?
I was in that era
Is a down-and-out scholar
No motivation.
Did not follow either side.
I hate the official way of recruiting talents and attaching importance to talents.
make appointments by favouritism
Using relationship network
The fate of a net country.
I was in that era
But truthfully wrote down the true face of society.
Even gnashed by the official.
Always avoid going to jail.
I
When did he become a literary master?
I don't understand.
Who am I?
Why is my name alive?
An ancient stone.
Expose to the wind and the sun
Running water impact
I silently endured the pain of being buried.
Will become exquisite.
Mickey used to worship me.
Some people say he is stupid.
I didn't know he had the same personality as me.
Will be remembered forever
Now I'm in a collection.
Become an exhibit
Live so photogenic.
This is not my intention.
Although I have seen countless people.
But I can't find a confidant with the same personality as me.
Only when the wind blows.
Cry silently
This generation
Dust stands on the tip of the wind.
Close to the city
Close to all flashing eyes
It's no use escaping.
Listen to the camel bell swing out the persistence of the ancients.
A soul buried in dust.
One by one.
Resurrection is in the hearts of this generation
Clean up the city where you live.
Leave it to future generations.
Then go on the road with green faith.
Plant on the edge of the desert
Take root and fight the storm
Form a green landscape
Look at the tall building where I once lived.
Like a flag that can't be seen from a distance
The donkey was dragged to the execution ground.
The screams of police cars
This is worse than my crying.
I am not guilty. why
You want to drag me to the execution ground and sentence me to death?
I am not a corrupt official.
The straw bag in my stomach can testify for me.
I didn't kill anyone.
Use my hooves.
I have taught people who are worse than animals.
I didn't rape.
Although my sex toys have grown up,
But I'm not human.
Use it every day
Besides, my crying
Not as loud as the screams of police cars.
Why? Why?
You want to drag me to the execution ground and sentence me to death?
Ah, ah, I see.
People who are not as good as livestock.
Do you want to eat my meat?
A corrupt official once said my meat.
He is more tempted than Xiao Ni's meat.
Ah, ah, I see.
It was people who saw me, saw me and heard me.
What they did.
Afraid that I would speak out about their scandal.
To torture my life.
Run China.
More than a hundred years ago, China.
Stabbed by robbers in succession
Two eyes
So on the road of development
China
Almost blind
Now China's eyes.
Restore light again
However, in the face of backward facts.
we must
cheer up
But the years of the blind
Or let that
A heart tortured by suffering
A dull pain
Run, China.
Or you will be bullied by robbers.
Seek development without strong strength.
It's hard to control your own destiny.
Run, China.
There is also the return of Hong Kong and Macao.
We will certainly be able to solve the problems in Taiwan Province Province.
As long as you are confident to embark on the road of rapid development.
China will surely stand on the top of the world.
Run, China.
On the road of development
We should become athletes in the new century.
No longer blind.
Never let the robbers succeed.
There is another chance to stop us.