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College entrance examination

The first day (May 18th) ~ The bell rang at 6:30, which rang my sleeping dream and disrupted the silence in the morning. I opened my hazy eyes, and through the window, there was only the wisps of clear dew under the sky, pointing out my confused figure, quietly climbing down the bed, discarding the truth and beauty in my dream last night, stepping on the journey of college entrance examination, facing the wind, how should I face the coming College Entrance Examination. I want to find the freedom and confidence I once had. The sea of the college entrance examination: the waves are surging, and I will also ride the wind and break the waves; On the way of the college entrance examination, the thorns block the road, and I will also overcome the thorns. Even if the mountain is poor and the water comes back, I still want the willow, dark flowers and the evening wind to move the confused string, and the music will drop and shake away the clouds. I want to walk on the road of college entrance examination firmly, open my smile, embrace the beauty of youth, embrace Gao Hui’s freedom and ease, and regain my confidence. The sea of the college entrance examination: the waves are surging, and I will also ride the wind and break the waves; On the way of the college entrance examination, the thorns block the road, and I will also overcome the thorns. Even if the mountain is poor and the water comes back, I still want the willow to be dark and bright. On the 2nd Day (May 19), the sky is hazy, with a little rain floating, wet the playground and soaked my heart. It was a gloomy morning, and the fog dimmed my sight in front of me. My sight couldn’t see the end through confusion. On the way forward, is it mire or broken wall or golden light Avenue. Who can get rid of the cloud and mist, turn away a ray of sunshine, and illuminate the way forward. The sky is bleak, and I want to move forward with passion; The sky is hazy, and I want to clear away the clouds. In the wind and rain, I want to drift my own truth. I want to pick up my own dream. With my dream, I want to march forward bravely on the 3rd day (May 20th) last night, Emei hung high in the crescent moon, there was a smell of missing in the air, which was the silence left after my four-year pursuit. The light Moonlight permeated my bed through the window. I picked it up gently, picked up my missing for you, and picked up another insomnia last night. In the morning, I woke up early and dialed your phone. I only heard Dudu’s missing circling around. I came to the playground with hope and started my journey for a new day again, stepping on the grass ~ there was a kind of light of life shining; There was a kind of breath of youth permeating. Raise your head, a red sun is slowly climbing up the mountain, with the dawn of hope, passing a dream in my heart. After chasing the morning glow, I walked slowly: to the battlefield of college entrance examination, to the hope of tomorrow, to the dream of the future. On the 4th day (May 21th), the bell of the college entrance examination echoed in the midnight for a long time, hitting layers of ripples on my heart. In the sleepless night, it is hard to avoid thinking of that lovely face and missing that familiar figure. Love Hate where! What square? In this vacant night, I was also confused! In the early morning, the sun shed its first brilliance, dotted with plants and trees in the world; Decorated with things and feelings of life. Stepping on the way to the college entrance examination, I was most afraid of falling down carelessly. I thought ~ I could ride the wind and break the waves, and I wish ~ I could have a bright future. When the sun rises in the east and falls in the West, I will also go to spring and fall; The wind scattered that night, and you and I also had a face of peach blossom on the 5th day (May 22th) last night, I was a bitch again. Why did I call, depend: Isn’t this a bitch! Isn’t this slapping yourself? Why do you have to be cheap in the rest of the time! You and I have walked along the same street, standing at the Crossroads: You face east, I face West; You face south, I face north. The intersection of our lives only stays at the moment of yesterday evening and dusk. The sun rises this morning, and you and I also go to different ends. Last night, I lost sleep again. I was thinking, is this worth it? On the day when I shed tears for you, you are tied with each other; When I am sleepless because of you, what can you do for the love I miss when you lovesick with others, what did I get from my four years’ efforts? Finally, I made a wedding dress for others. It’s too much to ask you for a few photos! Can I have no complaints or regrets? Am I willing? Everything is yesterday. If you want to go, just go! Don’t appear in my sight I want a piece of Sunshine ~ I want to shed my sorrow; I want a trace of breeze, blowing up my lovesickness lingering what can I change the love I miss, what did I get from my four years’ efforts? Finally, I made a wedding dress for others. It’s too much to ask you for a few photos! Can I have no complaints or regrets? Am I willing? yi is all yesterday. If you want to go, just go! Don’t appear in my sight I want a piece of Sunshine ~ I want to shed my sorrow; I want a hint of breeze to wake me up wochenjidemeng the seventh day (May 24th) quietly, at that moment, the wind blows, rain. The Morning Dew dissipates, and the night wind pervades. Inexplicably, my heart is so tight ~ a day has passed, which also means that day is approaching …… maybe it is nervous, maybe it is hesitant, maybe it is self-pity. I have too much guilt in my life, to my parents and friends: that was every morning that was wasted; My dream filled with too much bitterness, that was the treasure that was once lacked. Time passed and I left; I understand, tired. The road to the college entrance examination is not long, with a little melancholy; With a little confusion, I deeply sigh. But I dare not forget: I got my parents in the hot sun, my parents in the cold wind. With my dream, I strode forward and walked on the road of college entrance examination. The Eighth Day (May 25th) is still the same silence, and the starry sky at night is the most easy to make people lost; It is still as cool as before, and the red sun in the morning is always exciting. Chasing the breeze, going through the spring rain, forgetting the troubles and sorrows of yesterday, I have to face a new day. The road to the college entrance examination is not long, with a little melancholy; With a little confusion, I deeply sigh. But I dare not forget: I got my parents in the hot sun, my parents in the cold wind. With my dream, I strode forward and walked on the road of college entrance examination. At noon, there is always a happy life. My roommates talk about everything and talk about the past and present, which makes me happy. Drinking water and loving that kind of plain feeling life is like water: there is no need to be melancholy without noise; There is no need to worry about getting parents in the hot sun and parents in the cold wind if there is more joy. With my dream, I strode forward and walked on the road of college entrance examination. The ninth day “may 26th) the faint night, sweet memories; The sleepy lonely lamp seemed to tell me that I was reluctant to give up. Glittering starlight, silent crescent moon; Tell me that beautiful dream. Wake up in a dream ~ the noise of Broken Dreams goes to silence, and beauty turns into breeze. In this world, I can hardly hold up my own Sky. The flying wings were broken and the fallen flowers withered, and the flowing water went east. I was still wandering. I woke up in the morning on the tenth day of the college entrance examination (May 27th), and a ray of sunshine came in through the window, with the loneliness of late spring and the falling of flowers, I drifted into the playground in my dream last night. The grass still held its head high and sang against the wind, leaving the trace of life I still repeat the monotonous and hopeful life: class, class, eating and sleeping. Monotonous, but there is no lack of passion. Perhaps, life should be plain, surpassing in plain, achieving oneself in plain, eating and sleeping. Monotonous, but there is no lack of passion. Perhaps, life should be plain, surpassing in plain, achieving oneself in plain, eating and sleeping. Monotonous, but there is no lack of passion. Perhaps, life should be plain, surpass in plain, and achieve the eleventh day in plain (May 27th) The college entrance examination is approaching day by day, and life is finally going to the next transfer station. What is my dream? Broken, on that infatuated night. Once confident ~ key point, I can; But the lingering rain relentlessly drenched my confidence. Once strong ~ countdown, I can surpass; But the wind of the young days carved scars on the strong face one after another. That love, that Spoony, stole all of mine. Youth, time and faith; Confidence, strength and courage. Somehow, I lost myself, forgot all my friends, and you lied to me. I chose to trust, but you lied to me again and again; I maintained sincerity, but you keep silent again and again. Finally I understand that I am not qualified to love someone; As a friend, I am not qualified for the 12th Day (May 29th) maybe I am really blank, maybe I am a little narcissistic, what’s more, your eyes are too high. I am just a nobody, but I expect the friendship of you noble people. Self-mockery smile, I used to be really pitiful, sad and hateful. It’s coming to an end. After the college entrance examination, you and I are also Yi people. People go to the empty building, love is gone. My friend is just a joke once hanging around my mouth. You left, loved, and left me, but also to the front. Is it sad to leave? I don’t know. Don’t worry yourself. Leave him to tomorrow! On the 13th day (May 30th), the leisurely clouds and clear wind; Light fog and green grass “it seems that everything looks so beautiful and moving: dreamy world and charming elegant demeanour. The world cries for you, and the world is crazy because of you; Rivers gallop and seas roar, it seems that you can feel the earth moving, it seems that you can break the river and cross the sea. Unfortunately, rivers have washed away your confidence; The sea has silenced your courage. Looking at the mountain, you are timid; Looking up the wind and rain, you stop. Stop, how can you step over and forget about the sea? The wind listened, the rain fell, and I drifted alone; Forget about the mountain, Sunset, Ye Fei, I climbed alone. Tired, fell down, and became silent from now on. Forever and forever will become the gray sky on the 14th day of Eternity (31st May). I can only see the buildings outside the mountains and the buildings outside the mountains. It is drizzling, like an endless song. The same morning, the same me, the same worry mixed with the same annoyance; The same missing with the same pain. Should we forget it? How can we forget it again? If human feelings become weak and worldly wisdom changes, we will also be separated. Last year and today, the breeze blows lightly, and the drizzle is misty. In such a world, there is only a lonely figure in addition to silence. The lost youth and friendship also lost her attachment. I hesitated alone. The college entrance examination was like a nightmare, which aroused waves of ripples in my heart. The cloud is with mist, and the wind is moving and dancing. Another dusk, another sunset and another love injury. Love to the sunset, hurt in the sunset. Under the afterglow ~ you have a beautiful figure, slowly go away; In the sunset glow ~ you have a charming elegant demeanour, slowly silent. I love you! On the 15th day (June 1st) when I went far away, blurred and disappeared, the cold air echoed around last night. The occasional wind came from the window that never closed. I forgot how to fall asleep when it was cold. “I don’t know what I am pursuing, just like a helmsman sailing in the sea without direction. Today, the vast crowd follows; Tomorrow, the crowd disappears again. I know I don’t like the noisy world, but what do I need? di shi liu days (6 yue 2 day) curved crescent according heart, Light Night cool morning dew. I just saw off the troubles of one day, and ushered in the worry of another day. When and where can I live a free and easy life. Family affection, friendship, love; It seems that they all want to say goodbye to me and everything will end eventually. When that beginning comes, maybe I also walk out of the gloomy clouds and laugh at the 2010.05 life. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. 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Keep gampsocleis

Grasshopper, I don’t know who has this name, has been circulating till now. Every summer, in the fields of the country, the sound of grasshopper will be heard, and when you walk near the sound, I couldn’t hear it immediately, and I wouldn’t find where the grasshopper who just made a sound went after looking for half a day. When I was young, I was rather patient. I looked around for a long time every time. Finally, I found this grasshopper under a leaf, either upside down or hiding in a low profile, because of the natural green color, they can blend into the surrounding environment quickly, so when enemies attack, they can protect themselves well. Sometimes I really admire these small animals and admire that they can hide in the nature without being found, while we human beings can’t hide or hide. Every weekend, I will stay at home, I don’t want to go out, so I finally have a holiday. Have a good rest, relax myself and make myself happy. I am too tired to go to work at ordinary times, so I am looking forward to the environmental color of Grasshopper, which can be hidden in the nature, be a hermit. I miss the time when my grandfather taught me how to prepare a katydid cage, how to feed it, the happy time when I was a child, and the summer vacation when I was in school. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Good poem rare

I really don’t think I can write poems. I always think it is difficult to write a good poem. Therefore, I always think about how to write a good poem. Some people read it, some people like it, some people remember it, and some people miss it. Therefore, we can get a lot of mood, experience, mentality and heart questions of writing poems. Poetry should be wine. Life, no matter it is sour, sweet, bitter, happy, sad, happy and angry, is the raw material of wine making. It is sorghum, glutinous rice, grape, or wild medlar on the mountain. However, it is only raw materials. It must be brewed carefully to become a wine. Poetry should always focus on emotion. Scenery and things can’t be changed. Emotion is that ten people have ten feelings. Without emotion, it can only be called narration or shouting. Therefore, good poetry must be the product of image thinking. Poetry emphasizes singing in ancient times. In fact, the poems of ancient poets can be sung. Nowadays, some people can only write poems as natural prose, or nothing. Because, to write a poem, first of all, there should be rhythm, tone, rhythm and word count control. Otherwise, if you can’t sing and read rhyme, you will not be interested. Prose Poems can rhyme and naturally erupt, which is really not easy. The rhythm and genre of old poems are not easy to learn, and it is not easy to express feelings. There are many people in the market, and there are not many good goods. The essence of poetry is lyric, no matter it is grief and indignation, love and pity, no matter it is lamenting or singing, it must also express emotions. Lyric can not be understood by philosophy or intelligence. Philosophers often use philosophy to read poems, so the conclusion drawn is worthless; Ideologists judge by moral norms, and the conclusion drawn is fallacy or ridicule. This is a kind of estrangement that cannot be healed. If someone says that your poems can’t be understood or are boring, even saying that they are low and vulgar, then, as long as they feel it, let them say it. Because, poetry cannot be written without thoughts and feelings. To write poems, you must be a person first, if you show your poems to others. As long as you are willing to be a person, experience and understand people, you don’t have to be willing to suppress poetry. Therefore, poems are written, first of all, by heart. The artistic conception of poetry in the heart must be pure, flowing out of a clear water, played out of the strings in the heart, no matter trembling, groaning, no matter appreciating, still in joy, it should flow slowly, because there is a source of poetry, a good wine that can make people intoxicated, a heart of compassion, and a color enveloped in the brain, there is the imagination of surging waves, a rope that can connect unrelated affairs, and a bright country of heaven that comforts itself all the time. Then, poetry is emotion, poetry is imagination, and the mood expressed by rhyme and prose. This is the essence of poetry. Even if only simple, pure, concentrated and lively. A good poem must be a clear spring water, which is the top-level mineral water that flows out through boiling, squeezing and circulating trickle in the mountain built by stones, making people feel delicious, sweet, tasteful and aftertaste! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…