Who is destined to see who's vicissitudes in a blink of an eye, how many storms are unusual, just because of this blink of an eye.
The great ship of time rumbled by, leaving ruts in the thick history.
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Under goddess peak, the tender water flows eastward to Wushan Tower, and several generations have passed, moving in opposite directions. Legend has it that Wang Xiang has a dream that the goddess is innocent, the world burns like smoke, and the bright flame burns violently. You are like a butterfly, dancing the most dazzling dance music in the world, and you are deeply moved by Chu's unforgettable thoughts. However, the harmony of piano and harp, the harmony of piano sound and the variety of customs are always a flash in the pan. Smoke locks the fog, rocks stack, the sky covers the sun, and the lonely world is cold. You stand alone in a goddess peak, looking forlornly at the Millennium, dressed like a cloud, standing on the cliff at the summit, looking for the sails you are familiar with, even if it is weathered into stone and your heart is cracked and dried. I will imprison my thoughts with tears, find my own shadow alone in the ethereal time, pick a flower of memory, sit quietly and smell myself. And loneliness, still like a flute, haunts you for thousands of years, passed down from generation to generation, missing bone erosion, obsessed with sadness.
Just because I took one more look at you in the crowd, it doomed my vicissitudes.
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Cowherd and Weaver Girl looked at the broken bridge with tears in their eyes, which they hated forever. Looking up at the strangeness, there will be the mystery of the starry sky, perhaps like the cowherd and the weaver girl. Because the Milky Way is isolated, we can only face each other from a distance, and there will be no chance of happiness until Tanabata. Meeting at the Magpie Bridge is the best time in my life. The dripping cave is full of rocks, and the feelings are exhausted. Yuanyang plays in the water and looks at both sides of the bridge. Eager to wear spoony dreams, only abandon flowers and splash under the moon.
Just because I saw you more in the crowd, I was destined to be separated by the banks of the Milky Way.
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As soon as I entered Jia Fu, I knew you were an unlucky woman. The delicate jade hand picks up the fragrant petals, and the fairy skirt is fragrant. Steal tears with a flower hoe. Sprinkle it on the branches above and see blood stains. Flowers bloom and fall, and people are heartbroken. When you are brilliant, tit-for-tat stings people. Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, who pity the red incense? When he and Baochai are happy, you can only secretly cry in the boudoir and burn those poems. Finally, I can only push the door of death feebly. When I left, the flowers bloomed, the snow fell and there was silence.
Sixth grade: orange cloth
Comments: A very talented candidate not only pays attention to the choice of image and imagery, but also notes that "smoke locks fog, mountains overlap, the sky blocks the sun, and the world is lonely, while you are independent of goddess peak, looking forward to a thousand years of sadness, clothes fly and clouds surge, standing on the cliff at the top of the mountain" and "Dripping Cave".
The author can flexibly use a variety of images to convey the feelings of lovesickness, and can also consider using images such as "phoenix tree, red bean, wild goose and landscape". This paper can also continue to improve the sense of rhythm in poetry.
Teacher: Shen