Composition "Star in My Heart"

There are several stars shining in the historical sky, and there is a kind of heroism in the world. ...

These two lyrics echoed in my ears again and again. I seemed a little confused in my heart and looked up at the sky. Where is that star? Where is the historical sky?

Search-finally found that the sky is my heart. This star twinkles, twinkles, and its light is golden? Is it purple? Is it dazzling? Or is it beautiful? seems to be ...

For thousands of years, Zhuge Liang has been regarded as a star of wisdom.

As time went on, I gradually learned about the history at that time. I know that some stories about him were fabricated by later generations with reverence for him. But his position in my heart has not wavered, and his light has not faded, but he has become greater, fuller and brighter, and the shining light of this star has become brighter.

He is always working hard, fighting hard, for his own ideal, for that distant and almost impossible dream. Since it is difficult to recover from the Han Dynasty, it is only a matter of military service. He dedicated the rest of his life to Shu Han, who lasted for 27 years until his death. He tried to support the collapsed building with a piece of wood and make up for the lost sky with his hands, but he couldn't stop the turbulent waves of the long river of history and staged the tragedy of Wuzhangyuan.

It seems that everything is being rendered for this reason: the sky is clear, murderous, and the demon star shines on Weibin at midnight. It was autumn, the autumn wind was bleak, the autumn leaves withered, and Zhuge Liang, the prime minister of Shu Han, died suddenly in this deserted place. At the same time, a meteor, dragging its long tail, fell from the sky, just like a person's death-is heaven and earth shocked by it? No, God is so unfair, otherwise there is no need to hand him over to Qiu Feng in a hurry. The earth is so rude, otherwise why rush to hold it in your arms?

I intend to repay my bosom friend with the rest of my life. My career is not finished and my star has disappeared. ...

Like a whirling jade, it is suffocating fragile and breathtaking beautiful.

Some people say that his life is as bright as flowers and his death is as beautiful as fallen leaves.

I can't help asking: what flowers can be so beautiful? It's red plum, bullied by snow and ice, but it still blooms beautiful flowers when it fades, fighting against fate, even though there are tears on her face-those tears are ice crystals on the flowers. How pure and generous this beauty is!

What did he take with him when he died? What's left?

Take away his eternal ambition, his knowledge ...

What is left is a sigh that spans thousands of years, an earth-shattering and sorrowful song.

What is left is two awe-inspiring "role models" and an indomitable name.

What is left is bright red life, fresh character, spirit of struggle and immortal character. This is deeply touching and makes people understand the lofty value of life. The world is long and boundless, but it hasn't disappeared at all, inspiring people from generation to generation. It aroused Yue Fei's ambition to return my mountains and rivers, ignited Lu You's bright heart lamp to recover the Central Plains, and ignited Wen Tianxiang's inexhaustible fire ... Until now, in my heart, it has become a star, which can flash when it is dark before coming to my side, urging me to forge ahead persistently.

Maybe that's the case. When his material life is like that meteor, drawing a long line in the night sky, his spiritual life is half like a star, and in people's minds, Ran Ran rises.

What star is that? Venus or G star? I'm going to get lost again, and suddenly I think, aren't they all Venus? Yes, it's Venus, because, I know, Venus is very close to the sun. How I wish this sun was his dream.