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I am a Christian and believe in the boy who was burned and destroyed in the fire by ignorant people - Jesus. Maybe this is the sacred mission given to us by God. We cannot overcome everything by relying on our own intelligence. I think the most important thing is the growth we get as time goes by. I like watching blockbusters, but I wasn't looking forward to this movie at first because it is an educational movie organized by the school for all teachers and students to watch together. But later, I could only use the word moved to describe my feelings at that time.

A turn around, and there will be a breaking point in emotion; a turn around, maybe a century; a turn around, and you and I will meet again, will we ever go back to the past?

A few years is enough to change a person. In the blink of an eye, I was already in junior high school, and my birthday was also celebrated in April. I didn't say anything, not even my parents. Actually, what about birthdays? When we met for dinner at noon, my mother said to me: "Sister, today is your birthday!" I said "yes". "You used to be very excited a week before your birthday, but now why don't you ring? By the way, what kind of cake do you want to eat?" "Mom, no need." I said softly. The girl who was born thirteen years ago just cried loudly and people gave her a halo to let her know that she was one year older every year. But what about the real heroic mother? She was just obsessed with her daughter's growth and forgot about the pain she had suffered.

Seeing is believing, hearing is believing, but in today's society and the people around us, how do we distinguish between truth and falsehood? The hypocrisy you mentioned is a common phenomenon. Some people have no choice but to become hypocritical in order to survive, and some people become hypocritical for self-interest. There are many hypocritical people who do things that go against their own conscience and against their own wishes. Therefore, even if we have seen through all kinds of life, we still live on this round earth after all. We should make peace with what we have come to and correct our mentality. As long as we don't feel guilty! There is no real right or wrong in this world, it's just that people's standpoints on assessing right and wrong are different.

There is no need to sigh at the ruthlessness of the years, no need to complain about the hardships along the way. After going through the vicissitudes of moving forward and carrying it, and after the wash and baptism of the years, the most beautiful things will come. In nature, where life is endless and everything changes, every species has its own most beautiful moments, the most memorable moments, which no one can replace, and which no one can replace. Then, there is satisfaction and learning to be content. Like. It's like standing by the water. Looking at the grandeur, I stretched out my hand, and what I touched turned out to be just an illusion. But it continues on its own, born and destroyed on its own, without rest or disturbance. The persistence and sadness of staring at the water cannot be explained.

After reading this book, I feel that for thousands of years, human beings have tried their best to pursue the art of immortality, but they have always been unable to solve the mystery of life. What are the fundamental factors that govern human growth, development, reproduction, and aging? Why do some people live long lives while others die young due to genetic diseases? Why do the same medicines treat the same disease, but the effects vary from person to person? Why do some people get fat easily while others don't get fat when they eat the same food? They have been described one by one in this book.

It was still dusk when she left, and the sky was still full of colorful clouds, as if she had never experienced the process in between. However, now is the season when the sycamore leaves are falling. She didn't wait for the day when the room would be filled with her photos. It turned out that turning around was so simple and yet so heavy. She seems to understand that her boyfriend ran away a few years ago. Her love, her uniqueness and alternativeness must have made him unable to breathe, right? No matter what kind of makeup she wears or how gorgeous she becomes, her true nature will never change. Like those hurt. This is all she can do, this kind of eternal despair. You can never give the person you love something called happiness...

Nothing can be exchanged for health. Remember, you only have one life to live. Please allow me to say something that many people will be dissatisfied with - ordinary people. Not worthy of committing suicide! The meaning of life has not yet been realized. But he even wants to deprive his family of their happiness! Study peacefully. Read the books you need to read. When you want to be sad, be happy to be sad, and when you want to be happy, be happy too. No one is more important than your life, and no love is more important than your respect. Being hurt means that you are not doing enough and you are not accurate in judging people. Practice your vision well. There is no point in crying at the wound all the time.

Seeing your sluggish figure, your frowning frown, and your silent tears, my heart became extremely heavy. I know that you are deeply melancholy about the ups and downs of life in the third grade of junior high school. You are complaining repeatedly about the troubles in growing up; you are still disheartened by the setbacks in progress. Life cannot be smooth sailing, and life cannot only be happy. This kind of life experience will happen to everyone. I read a story in a book about a 19-year-old girl who had no confidence at all after taking the exam. Although her score was 7 points higher than the admission limit for college, she committed suicide by taking sleeping pills the night before her transcripts were issued. She was the daughter of a captain and the darling of her parents. She grew up in a honeypot, but she didn't expect that her mind would be so fragile after drinking too much honey.

In real life, there are many people who are as cheerful and optimistic as Bajie. They are ridiculed as optimists and misunderstood as cynical people who do not know how to think and analyze. In fact, this is not the case. Scientists have found that optimistic people are more efficient at work than sentimental people. Life is beautiful, it is only distorted by animals called humans. Because human beauty does not follow the destiny, the guidance of nature, and the revelation of God like other living creatures, but lives according to its own laws. These laws are arbitrarily formulated based on solipsism, arrogance, and personal likes and dislikes. Therefore, he often does evil to his own kind and becomes an enemy to those who are different from him.

"I've been feeling annoyed lately, I've been feeling annoyed, I've been feeling annoyed..." When I walked into the room, I couldn't help humming this sad song. When are the long days of suffering? When will the little boy have his own piece of blue sky? They all say that we need all-round development of morality, intelligence, and physical fitness. Does it mean that just having excellent grades means we are a high-quality student? No, what we need is not only learning, we also need to practice, we also need to learn to be a person and learn to do things... My God, save the child! Let's go full circle! At the same time, give us a small world of our own!

Maybe we chose the wrong direction and embarked on that sad road. Maybe it was your inadvertent flick that stung the window of my soul. It's over, everything is over. The only difference between hopeless expectations and bleak endings is that it can bring you a little bitter comfort. Looking up at the bulging luggage, my heart no longer wanders...

Many people believe in fate, especially when it comes to love. In fact, in the vast sea of ​​​​people, you can meet someone who has no blood relationship with you, then get to know each other, fall in love, and finally get together. This kind of fate is really wonderful. Perhaps that is why love is so important in our lives and will always be an everlasting topic. But when the fate between two people is over, how many of them can learn to let go in a cool way? "Come out and drink with me" After hanging up the phone, I realized that my friend was really hurt!

The first moment of life is wonder. Why does the darkness in the world around us become bright? Why does water turn into steam? Why does the air change from mild to cool? Why are the outside voices so loud...

To love someone, at least the time you spend face to face should exceed the time that your mind reflects. I can't say how long this time is, but at least he must leave a deep impression in your mind. This impression does not necessarily have to be a clear image of him, but it is a very important impression for you. Only then can you have the possibility of love. If you don't even leave a memory, where does your love come from? So I think loving someone requires a reason. A tree seed had been buried under the earthen pot for some time. In her daze, she suddenly heard a very slight popping sound. She was suddenly inspired by the sound of the same kind, and began to try to break out of the darkness day and night. Her efforts were not in vain. At the end of the spring, she finally bit a crack in the jar and pushed out a bright yellow leaf.

Guess what about raindrops is associated with bad luck? By the way, it's the quantity. Lately, I've had as many unlucky things as the raindrops falling when it rains. Don't believe it? Just keep looking down--

He and she were college classmates. He had fallen in love with her since he first saw her, but he didn't have the courage to say it. After graduation, he excelled and was assigned to the city where she grew up. He still did not have the courage to say the word "love". He felt that he was too ordinary and not worthy of her, who was both naturally beautiful and whose parents were highly capable. She knew that he liked her. In college, she was always favored by all the boys, like a beautiful princess. Unfortunately, no boy could win her heart. As long as he confessed his love to her, she would agree to him. After waiting for three years, she didn't get that sentence, so she thought she was being sentimental.

I finally remembered what I wanted to say at that time: "Dad! I really want to say I love you loudly!" You don't need anything, just give, and what about me? What I want to report is a heart that loves me! For China, the world's largest developing country, the coming year of 2003 is a glorious and glorious year, and China's take-off is proceeding non-stop. China, an ancient civilization with a history of 5,000 years, has experienced earth-shaking changes from ancient times to modern times. From the backward Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties to the Qin, Shang and Yang reforms, the feudal society lasted for nearly 2,500 years and then fell to the hands of the Qing Dynasty. This led to the Revolution of 1911 led by Sun Yat-sen until the founding of New China by the Communist Party. China's development history entered a new historical era.

Who has never been frustrated, who has never been unhappy. If you look away from everything, it is just like that. The so-called happiness is also lived day by day, and unhappiness is also lived day by day. Why not live happily every day! Although the pain of lovelorn may appear to be different and complex on the surface, but seriously speaking, it is very simple - it is simply because the authorities are obsessed and cannot take a few steps back and observe calmly from a distance, or even though they know the focus of the problem, they are stubborn and refuse to admit it.

The story is a small poem, with smiles and tears in it; the campus story is a fairy tale, and I will never grow up in the fairy tale; the campus story is a cup of multi-flavored drink, with the sweetness of strawberry, the sourness of lemon, and the strong fragrance of milk. The morning breeze blows, and the endless campus stories come to me... I have two myths, one has become my talisman, and the other is my performance in reading. Do you want to know? Let's take a look!

When it is covered with ice and snow, we need a fire to keep warm; when the night is endless, we need a little starlight to keep warm; when the future is unclear, we need a navigation light to keep warm... If the young eagle takes off into the sky, it has to experience the blows of wind and rain, then the spirit of fighting in the sky is its sharp Eyes; if a horse galloping in the wilderness needs to experience the temper of running thousands of miles, then the will to gallop thousands of miles for a long-cherished wish is the iron hooves that help it cross thousands of mountains and rivers; people want to stand proudly in the world, become a hero of a generation and establish a great cause for a lifetime, so who would rather me, the will to fight bravely is the cornerstone of their success.

In the early morning, a rustling sound woke me up from my sleep. I opened the window and took a look. Oh, it's raining! The autumn rain was pouring down, and the dense raindrops were scattered to the earth like embroidery needles, and like countless crystal beads, weaving an extremely wide curtain, the whole town was shrouded in misty rain. There is a large square in the east of Huanggang City. It is the largest and most beautiful square in our city - Oriental Square. If you look at it from the top of a building in the distance, Oriental Plaza looks like a large rectangular cake, or a birthday cake. The ground floor of the square is made of gray-white marble, and the neat and tall camphor trees on the east and west sides are like birthday candles inserted on the cake. A layer slightly higher than the ground floor is a green lawn, and the third layer is decorated with colorful shrubs in various patterns; plus red, yellow, and white flowers embellished among them, that is the most attractive layer of the cake.

Flowers bloom and fall, actually it should have nothing to do with the season. Many times I am confused about my own life and cannot find a better reason to stop myself from thinking about things that others think are unimportant. The road is still the same. When many years have passed and we are getting further and further away from the past, we no longer pursue it. So I thought of searching for dreams, searching for a long-lost mood, to see if the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze, and to see if the face in memory is still as tender as water? This is a very ordinary story, but it does not mean that it is ordinary. Three years of falling in love resulted in unbearable pain!

It was really the wrong time, the wrong place, the wrong relationship. Is it because of love or what? This is no longer important, what is important is that nothing can go back to the past. How many times have I asked myself: Do you regret it? Although I dare not answer. But I know that if God had allowed everything to happen, there would still have been such a heartbreaking relationship. Unless it is ruthless and unintentional, how difficult would it be? Falling leaves were blowing in the wind, in a season full of separation and sadness, I impulsively fell in love with a girl who was completely not mine. There is no hope, no promise. Even then, I still can't stop loving. Because of her, I have experienced a period of suffering: lovesickness, waiting, loneliness, guilt, self-blame... Etc., "Sour, bitter, spicy". Just not "sweet". Even if you want to answer her phone, make a greeting, or say a few words, it is so difficult. Even if we get together occasionally, they are always so short. She didn't know what I wanted, and maybe she never wanted to know. I don't exist in her heart at all, but even like that, I still can't bear to leave her. Even though in the eyes of others she had a very nourishing and fulfilling life, I could still feel the pain in her heart. It was an unspeakable suffering. A pressure from a good girl's self-esteem. When I was with her, I could clearly feel her inner exhaustion, so I didn't want to cause her any more trouble or pressure. Just as long as I can still bear this kind of pain, I will wait for her quietly, love her silently, and look at her deeply. When the day comes when I can no longer wait or love anymore, I think it will be time to leave her. Silly, huh? But as long as she is happy, that's enough. This is my biggest wish in life!

This question will be asked by boys and girls who are in love for the first time, by boys and girls who are in love, and even when people reach middle age, they will still ask it. It seems like this is a question that can never be answered... I love the smell outside the window at this time today... Is it special, you ask? ? Yes! It's very special~~The warm air exudes a kind of enchanting smell. I have been in love with such a smell since I was very young. A scent that can only be emitted on very bright and sunny days, especially in the evening... It smells of a touch of sadness. I don't understand where this sadness comes from?

My blue skirt was fluttering in the wind, and my heart melted with melancholy. I like someone. I don't know how I noticed him, but for a while, I would always meet him. I would be very nervous when I saw him walking past me casually or appearing on the same occasion. Sitting in the reading room of the library, looking straight over, it was him again! Such a pair of shining eyes, malicious yet so handsome. I know that men should not win by their appearance, but I was really conquered by his appearance. Those eyes can see a person firmly without blinking. The black eyes are deep in color, but the white ones are cruel, and the eyelashes have a shy meaning. He is so strange. I like him.

One day a boy gave his girlfriend a Chinese display pager and said to her gently: I will never be afraid of not being able to find you again. The girl said naughtily: "If I leave this city, you won't be able to call me." The boy shook his head proudly: "I have a roaming policy, and I will call you no matter where you go." The girl asked him what his paging number was, and the boy said: "This is a love line, and the number is not public." From then on, the girl carried it with her every day and never left for a moment...

Two years ago, Mr. Zhang from Chaohu borrowed 14,000 yuan from his friend Gao. In March this year, Mr. Zhang only repaid 10,000 yuan due to lack of funds. In order to avoid future disputes, Mr. Zhang wrote another IOU to Gao: Zhang lent Gao 14,000 yuan, and he still owes 4,000 yuan. Later, after Gao was rejected several times due to reminders, he filed a complaint with Zhang in court, claiming that Zhang still owed the remaining balance of 10,000 yuan and requested return. After receiving the indictment, Mr. Zhang felt puzzled. The staff of the Judicial Office discovered that there were major ambiguities in the IOU. "Today, I will pay back the debt of 4,000 yuan (huán)", which can be interpreted as "today, I will pay back the debt of 4,000 yuan (hái)", or "today, I will pay back the debt of 4,000 yuan".

Since the beginning of human creation, humans have been greedy and curious. People are always pursuing and exploring. When they encounter a high mountain, they want to climb over it to see what is on the other side of the mountain. When they encounter a layer of tulle, they want to lift it and take a look at the hidden secrets. And in the endless exploration, what do we often pay attention to, and have we lost something? Staring straight at the eyes in front of you, have you ever seen beauty in the distance? The camphor tree has thick trunks, the sycamore tree has golden leaves, and the willow tree has soft branches, but they are not as good as the cedar. Although cedar does not have a thick trunk, its trunk is straight; it does not have golden leaves, but its needles are green; it does not have soft branches, but its branches are straight.

In our century, almost everyone knows Bill Gates, the chairman of Microsoft Corporation. Born in Seattle, USA, in 1955, he loved learning, reading, and thinking. This was true when he was a child. He had already read an encyclopedia at the age of nine. While it's often nice to never give up, there are times when giving up is the smarter choice. Therefore, in today's world full of temptations, we must learn to give up, but we must be good at giving up. The ancients also said: "Fish is what I want. Bear's paws are what I want. You can't have both. You would give up fish and take bear's paws." It is of course ideal to have both fish and bear's paws, but this possibility is often the smallest. Usually we have to choose between fish and bear's paw. Even just getting the fish is a success.

Unfortunately, it was another annoying weekend. My parents were out, but I was still the only one left at home. I had nothing to do, so I ran to the balcony, casually playing with the petals of the bright roses with both hands, while looking boredly at the people coming and going on the street downstairs, and at the endless flow of cars. In a season when everything revives and spring flowers bloom, when everyone is still immersed in the joy of spring. Because an inexplicable disease continued to spread in Beijing, which was later confirmed to be SARS, a war without gunpowder began in Beijing. A layer of fear enveloped the sky above Beijing. Everyone took various protective measures to ensure their own safety. The distance between people began to increase, as if everyone was independent. In this war without gunpowder, each of us has learned a lesson, and we all know how to cherish health and build civilization. Some of them have left this world, their families, their parents or their children because of SARS. This tragedy continues to unfold. It turns an originally beautiful season into a sad one. I think everyone will remember this spring of 2003.

Love is elsewhere. I think of this sentence when I feel lonely and helpless. It was impossible to go with him along the way. So I wanted to escape. I imagine walking on a noisy or silent road in the distance. Walking indifferently, missing him silently. Missing has nothing to do with love, and has nothing to do with happiness. I just can't help but miss it. Life is really not that long, someone said to me. Yes, it's really not long. It's just as short as a full day's walk. The only emotion along the way was missing him. I won't give up, I won't give up missing him. Whether he wants it or not. I can walk far away. Distance cannot block my thoughts, but it can prevent me from being trapped in the confusion. No one knows that I ever knew him, let alone anyone mentioning him. Not happy, but not sad either. Being alone is just a choice, like drifting in the vast sea, longing for the land, long-lasting and eager.

Did you love him then? Maybe your love was earlier than mine. When Xiaowei finished saying this, she looked straight at me. I knew that she would not tolerate me lying, let alone escaping. Xiaowei was so domineering. When facing her, I had to say yes or no. I bit my lip tightly and nodded firmly. You are always like this, thinking how kind you are, Xiaoke, do you miss him too now? I nodded, admitting the hardest thing to admit. I thought he had nothing to hide about this fact. Do you know where he is? I miss him so much here. Xiaowei pointed at her heart, and tears flowed down so unbridled. I know Xiaowei doesn't like to cry, but she cried for him.

Only Snow knows how white the snow is; only I know how much I love her. A person's struggle in life always seems pale and powerless, because what he wants to make up for in his heart has never been made up for, so loneliness comes quietly every time he looks back. As I shuttled through the sea of ​​people rushing back and forth, I thought more about the encounter with love. They disappeared in pairs at the end of the road and then appeared from the other end of the road. They cycled through love again and again; they were left behind again and again, leaving behind loneliness. So, I learned that people not only circulate in life, but also circulate in love in life. What circulates is loneliness, and what is left behind is also loneliness.

Falling in love with him was destined to be a young and humble secret love from the beginning. He was so tall, and he danced with such a dashing grace that he captivated the hearts of many young girls. And she was just a little flower that was as low as the dust. She was neither tall nor beautiful, and she was not very troublesome. She was crowded among a group of people who admired him. She was as small as a grain of sand. He never even looked at her. But she willingly worked as a logistics supporter for the basketball team. As long as he participated in the game, she would never miss a game. In fact, she had no big expectations. She just wanted to give him a bottle of water when he was thirsty, a towel when he sweated, keep an eye on his clothes, and applaud him every time he scored...

When memories and past events become a burden, when promises become words spoken casually, when lies become a habit, when hurt becomes a normal state, when sadness becomes irreplaceable. In fact, we have paid so much, and often get a ridiculous answer, who can be happy, who can be sad, I just want to be alone, not how dazzling, how beautiful, how dazzling. Maybe I just need to vaguely think on a lonely night that I can be happy and no longer sad.

I have my own persistence and adhere to my own principles, but on the other hand, I very much long to be at peace with the situation and wander in my world without any worries. I have no worries, no nostalgia from my lover, no trivial worries, and live quietly alone... But that is just an unrealistic dream. I cannot and cannot do it. I have my principles and have The dream that is waiting for me to come true, I can only reshape my character and let it sublimate from the most primitive peace. Therefore, if things go bad, a new situation will appear in the end. Since I want to completely break it, let it collapse and be destroyed at the bottom of the abyss, and then let it come back to the world and become the most perfect pattern. The premise is that - you will not drown in this "process"...

Light often enables us to see many things, but also prevents us from seeing many things. If there is no night, who can see the traces of stars? We met by chance, and then we met on a narrow road. We kept running, looking for all kinds of excuses for life. Those who love us and those who hurt us all compete with us in the emotional arena. After a few rounds, someone will lose and someone will win. People must achieve a complete body through experience. Even the pain and suffering that was once unbearable for us is not completely worthless. It can make our will stronger and our thinking and personality more mature. Because of the real sadness and pain, I have tolerance and tolerance. From then on, I understand love better, cherish love more, and love harder.

The farthest distance in the world is not between life and death, but when I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I love you; the farthest distance in the world is not when I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I love you, but when we clearly love each other but cannot be together; There will always be emotions and helplessness in life, and the most heartbreaking thing is missing out on love.

A life that is not touched is a boring life, and a person who cannot be moved is a heartless person. I often lament the passage of time, but what about life? I often think, what is life? A sweet-smelling seed fell into the brick crack in the corner of the wall, and after a few days, one unexpectedly appeared...

Carrying simple luggage, Yu timidly walked into the school gate, surrounded by groups of lively, bright, youthful and bright young people. The long-awaited college life will begin from now on. She is excited and uneasy. What will greet her? I am a teardrop, a teardrop of a star. Dragging its long tail, it disappeared into the night sky with shining light. I do not beg for my glory to remain in the sky forever, I am only willing to dedicate myself to add a touch of golden light to the sky at this time. I am a teardrop, a teardrop from the sky. Abandoning the quiet sky, running towards the confused earth, sinking deeply into the black soil. I don't expect to return to the sky in the future, I just want to dedicate myself to adding moisture to the seedlings on the land at this time.

Once upon a time, I fell deeply in love with it - the misty drizzle. I was attracted by its gentle posture and intoxicated by its fresh taste. I loved its tranquility and even more its tenderness. On March 15 last year, how many people had been shocked and moved by the song "It's Dawn"; how many people had been shocked and moved by the story behind "It's Dawn"? When the teacher played this song, the whole class was moved to tears. However, when every kind-hearted person hears this song, will he not be moved by the touching story it tells?

That year, because of the molestation and slander from a Chinese teacher, I had no choice but to transfer to Gaoping No. 1 Middle School. Because of my innocence and youth, I fell into deep confusion and confusion. Either they start to think deeply about human nature, or they become more confused about growth. As a result, I began to reject everything related to Chinese language, including the literature I once loved so much. I started skipping Chinese classes, stopped writing, started throwing away the literary books I once loved, and began to hate all Chinese teachers. All of these are just related to a not so happy past, and the gray past that happened in adolescence once made me extreme for a time, and my extremeness also inadvertently hurt some people.

In life, we will always encounter many things that touch our hearts and require us to choose. Please don't be embarrassed and let love decide everything! Dawn breaks in the east, the morning light is dim, the goddess of dawn floats down to earth, walks by the delicate red rose, and sees three crystal clear water drops on the petals, waving to her, asking her to stay. "What are you doing, shining water drops?" The happy goddess stopped and asked. "Thank you for your help, please be our referee." "Oh, what's the matter?" The goddess asked in confusion.

I have seen the process of ants cooperating to carry food many times. Small forces condensed together are huge forces. I have worked with my classmates many times to solve difficult problems. The connection of limited minds is infinite IQ. As another fluttering snow falls, the earth is no longer covered with snow, the soil is wet, and everything is moistened by the melted snow, showing full of vitality. This is Miss Spring's strange magic. She drives away the cold winter and brings the breath of spring.

Because of my love for fireworks, I once lamented the loneliness of fireworks. They flourish nature, decorate the night sky, and beautify many moods. But as for itself, the sudden release, the withering of the moment, and the diffuseness of the moment blend the dazzling beauty of the moment into the vastness and eternity of the world. The life of fireworks is more like a silent glimpse. The shorter it is, the more permanent it is; the more casual it is, the more amazing it is. Have you ever heard of "growing watermelon in your belly"? Have you tried it? I have personally experienced the ups and downs. At this time, you must be dumbfounded, "How is this possible?" Right? Don't worry, after listening to my explanation, there will be no knots that you can't break.

When the person who loves you and the person you love are in front of you, who will you choose? This is a problem and a temptation, because people often lose themselves easily in the face of love. Do you love the person who loves you? Does the person you love love you? If it was just one-sided love, who would you choose? I once loved someone deeply, and because of him, I lost someone who loved me. I always thought that what I chose was my true love, and what I could rely on was true love. I care about the person I love very much. I can be cold and warm for him, guard him and miss him...

There is a story like this. There is a kind of bird called an owl, and another kind of bird called a dove. One day, the dove met the owl and asked where it was going. The owl said that because the people here hated its cry, it was migrating to the east. Jiu revealed the secret: "You'd better change your cry, otherwise the people there will hate your cry when you go to the east." This story actually says that when a person has a fatal shortcoming, and this shortcoming is unfortunately discovered by others, what this person should do is not to change the surrounding environment, but to work hard to correct the shortcoming.

The beautiful scenery is in the South Lake Embankment section. Standing on the embankment, the breeze blows, making people feel refreshed. The first thing that catches the eye is the rows of tall and healthy poplar trees shaking their green heads. They look so comfortable. Looking at the green, it seems to have entered the dream kingdom. Then, the eyes see the sky that seems to be scrubbed like gems, and the light, white idle clouds. From time to time, the songs of flying musicians - birds, are so beautiful and wonderful.

The years have gone by, and youth is slowly falling like flowers in late spring, slowly and continuously falling in the breeze of May. Too many memories have been left behind in time. But in such a late night, because of a glass of water, I suddenly thought of him and everything about him. Just because I drank a glass of water, just because I drank a glass of water from the Han River. I was nineteen that year, a happy college girl. The afternoon I met him, I was in the library. I was reading a book as if I were there, but I was thinking about the tennis appointment I had with someone at four o'clock. I didn't bring a watch, so I guessed it was about time, so I went to ask a boy in the front row for the time.