
Chasing the Sun Along the River
by Si's Pride
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I may never forget the figure of Li Hong leaving decisively on that cold night with lightning and thunder. Everyone tried to persuade him, but he didn't look back. He is a true brave man, all for the words he carved on Mount Lebi. "I want to walk through the most rugged mountain road, in the strongest January snowstorm, to the top of a mountain full of ice and snow that no one has climbed, to challenge the ruling god who has bound me for the rest of my life. Those worlds without wind and snow cannot bury my ambition and soul. I always believe it, and you will see it countless years later. The dead pale bones will stand, facing the west as the sun sets over the horizon. " The Yangtze River at night was still the same as before, with thousands of waves crashing on the black and white rocks. It was like this countless years ago. How many times have it changed? How much regret? All wasted on the banks of the Qingqing River. In the sunset, thousands of sails compete with each other; in the sad autumn, geese cry and another boat bids farewell. Which hero is looking westward with a sigh? The sunset is full of clouds and fire, and the river is picturesque. The sad poet stood on the high platform and leaned on the railing, looking far away, and said, "Isn't it just the flying clouds?"
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