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want other people to imitate

2015年08月18日

From contact with his poetry when it in a grade. Still remember the first poem learn is his "the quiet night think", due to the age is still small, do not understand this poem is what meaning, is holding a book this asked grandpa, unfortunately fell down, and clap on earth, is still enthusiastic to grandpa. Grandpa taught me again and again to read his poetry, read the reading, I seem to feel his sorrow, he helpless...

He, cognitive, not afraid of dignitaries as their agents Cloud Virtual Desktop, want to solve for the country, but, have been set up.

His atmosphere, his unruly, otherwise how could have "life must do huan, the mo make golden cup empty to month. Inherent my material will be useful, city away." ; He alone, he sad, "and two incomparable, only JingTing mountain" is the mirror; He can smile reneex, straight laughed "brute laughed out the door, my generation is basil people!" ; He can cry, cry to the "moon not heavy blue sea, white clouds sorrow pale color with road." ; He can regrets "intones difficult, difficult to move on!" ; Can grow tzu chi, he can be proud of, "and will be more straight to the sea in full hang!" ; He miss friendship until "solitary sail far shadow blue sky, only see the Yangtze river the sky flow." Still not willing to turn back...

He can be proud of, can sad, can cry, can laugh... He he it is, who he doesn't need to deliberately to imitate, also do not him.

He not powerful. Sent the gauntlet na office furniture, challenge tianwei, Kings and princes were not panic. He, are calm, write the book was pretty magnificently, sidelined na tens of thousands of soldiers, dare not to pounce.

Contact with much of his poetry, and want to enjoy the bright moon with him, drink with him and eliminate his solitary, province he was alone, the month when drink, drink a belly of sorrow.



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