Question 2: Several degrees of cold and heat, several degrees of autumn, several degrees of grief, several degrees of sadness said also shy
诉也含羞
望断天涯何时休
此情无计可消除
才下眉头
却上心头
Question 3: "Pretty also do not compete with the spring, the European shadow, such as the wind, the rain and the wind to send Spring The first is that the first time I was in the city, I was in the city, I was in the city, I was in the city, I was in the city, I was in the city, I was in the city, I was in the city, I was in the city, I was in the city, I was in the city.
② bush smile: when the flowers bloom, feel relieved and happy.
③ Judas: also.
④ Pretty: bloomed Handsome; (here can show both the playfulness of the plum blossom, but also the beautiful sentiment of the revolutionaries who are strong and unyielding in the face of difficulties.)
⑤ rotten: colorful and beautiful. (The text refers to the time when the flowers are all in full bloom.)
⑥待：等待
The meaning is roughly: although the bad situation sends the good life away, we will welcome the good life back in a hard environment.
These lines are from *** "Wind and Rain Send Spring Back"
Question 4: What does it mean to hate that time passes by in a hurry along with the sound of the zither? It means that
he wished
that time could go slower
Question 5: "The beauty of it is that it doesn't compete with the spring, and the wind and rain send it back to meet the snow and the rain and the snow, and it is that it is that it takes several degrees of cold and heat and several degrees of infatuation, and that it takes several degrees of cold to get there. p>
The beauty does not compete with the spring, the European shadow is like the wind, the wind and rain send the spring flying snow to meet, a few degrees of cold and summer, a few degrees of love, the bitter cold is sometimes.
A smile of a hundred winks, dumping Pu Wei more sentimental, laughing at the victory and defeat, the years of this is like a dream, the roses resound, after the storm to see the rainbow.
The roses are more beautiful than the colorful ones, and they are famous for their beauty.
In the spring, the wind blew away the embroidery, and the sky was dyed with qiong yao, and the sun shone on it.
In return for the invitation, I would like to invite you to visit us as soon as possible, so as not to let you fall into the moss.
The roses are still there, and the ambition is still there, and there are thousands of knots in my heart, and I am looking forward to the future.
And Mr. Li and the Sheriff Wing roses sent to the Minister of Xu
The immortal official Ziwei Lang, strange flowers *** play Fang.
The stars are lined up in green, and the eyes are illuminated with red light.
The secret jealousy of the medicine, remote and straight to the Department of Fragrance.
It is easy for bees to swim around the branches, and for birds to get in the way of the stinger.
The dew is wet, and the wind is blowing away the yellow stamens.
The trees are green and lush, and the brocade screen is full of splendor.
It is better to keep a guest than to look at the bamboo, and to think of others than to love the tang.
The song of "CaiPing" is a far-flung thought.
Idioms:
Clanging rose
Thousand proud hundred charming
Delicate to drooling
A branch of the unique
Question 6: South to the north and north to the double flyer, the old wing a few degrees of heat and cold Selected from where. Yuan Hao Wen's
Ask the world, what is love, straight to teach life and death. The sky and the south of the earth
The north of the double flyer, the old wing a few times the summer and winter. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The clouds, the snow, and the shadows of the mountains are all there for the taking.
The cross-fen road, lonely year xiao drums. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the company.
The soul of the Chu some of the why contend and, mountain ghosts cry from the wind and rain. The world's most important thing is that you can't be a part of it.
The first thing I want to say is that I don't want to be a part of it, but I do want to be a part of it. The first thing I want to do is to get rid of all the stuff that I've been doing.
The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what is going on in the world.
Asked the world, what is love, straight teach life and death -
Question 7: right and lonely shadow to the west wind, two lines of tears hanging lightly. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and then you'll be able to get a new one. The years are difficult to wear out the heart, the edge of the word, a few rounds, green history Who reads the west wind alone cool a Autumn air, pure. The winds of the fall are in your arms. Dipped in ink, painting an autumn, a small pool, the remnants of the lotus, rocks, autumn rain, lotus on a bit of vermilion, the depression will have a little warmth. No one is there, so go back to the mountains and forests. Eileen Chang said: "Do not think I am a proud person, I never was, at least, in the Hongyi Venerable Master Monastery outside the turn fence, I am so humble." Red dust, a flower outside the threshold; Pure Land, a lotus inside the threshold. Thick ink writes bones, light ink writes meaning. Between thick and light, a piece of white space. People are idle, flowers fall. The night is quiet, the mountains are empty. When the moon is out, the birds are scared. Between life's movement and static, static to the extreme, is movement; movement to the extreme, will be static. Empty to the extreme, into color; color to the extreme, still empty. The heart moves, a thought, the red dust rolls, willow green and red; the heart is quiet, a thought, the dust settles, the autumn water is long and empty. Flowers, is the home of color; forest, is the home of birds; sky, is the home of clouds; sea, is the home of water; desert, is the home of sand. The heart, the home of all. A bottle of pure water, a stem, two leaves, a flower, six stamens, a violet, quietly stay in the vase, elegant, light, pure. Water and flowers are quiet, glass bottle transparent, yellow stamens, but with the wind. Stamens move? Wind movement? Heart? There is a kind of love, called thoughts; there is a kind of love, called heart; there is a kind of thought, called attachment; there is a kind of thought, called ambiguity; love, petty; heart moved, care. Because love is deep, so it will hurt; Because love is true, so it will hurt: Because of the pain, so it is difficult to give up: Because of the knowledge, so compassion. Flowers also have love? The wind also has love? Otherwise, why does the heart move. When the heart moves, it will see the red dust, see color is color, see love is love. Love begets hate, hate begets terror, and one falls into the cycle of life and death without liberation. Love, petty, only one person in the eyes, only one person in the heart, the heart for you to jump, love for you to move, is it compulsion? Is it poison? Without you, it is a million arrows through the heart, addiction attack, life is worse than death. Falling in love, care about, every move, are holding the intestine, hanging belly, eyes are love fire, the heart is ambiguous, get together, happy; parting, intestinal break. Hate to melt into a piece, and on the mud and water, pinch a you, pinch a me, hold into a ball, embrace into a piece, you have me, I have you, can no longer distinguish between you and me. It hurts to love, it hurts to love. Life is a sadistic love, the more self-abuse, the more pain! True love is hard to find, so precious; feelings are hard to understand, so seek. If people have no feelings, grass and trees are generally idle. If people have no heart, the clouds and water are generally quiet. Fate is like running water, the world is like floating clouds, the heart can not be relied on, after all, the East River to go. Infatuation, heartache; sentimental, love injury; love is a flower in the dust, although humble, but very beautiful; love is the edge of the sea of desire, although the trip, but very flavorful. Embrace, is fire; turn around, into ice. Life is a lonely corridor, wind, rain, sunshine, and flowers everywhere. Every wind is a greeting. Every drop of rain is a tear. Every ray of sunshine is warmth. Hearts and minds intermingle, love and affection dissolve, such as the spring breeze kisses the flowers, the spring rain embraces the grass, and the spring sun entwines the clouds and water. Treat life well, treat yourself well; love life, love yourself; embrace tomorrow, embrace yourself. All encounters are the fate of the past life; all partings are the fruit of this life. There are always people in the world who are worthy of love, and there are also confidants who can be heart and soul. All the shoulder rubbing, to have five hundred times to look back; all the encounter, to have a thousand years of fate, gently sentence: my heart, you know. And why should we care about the end of the earth and the end of the day? Second, the world's image is confusing, all the return, are empty. Gentleman in the air, but also from the air to go, get together are fate, passing by are the scenery, fate is with, fate is forgotten, everyone is a guest, say what never never. A gaze, is the intersection; a turn, is already a stranger. Looking back again, the sea of clouds and fog, the past is hard to find. Road a thousand turns, people at the end of the world, rather than sinking in the old dream, it is better to learn to let go, do not say, do not hear, is also a kind of compassion. Idle on a small window, drinking alone to the moon, ten thousand kinds of heart, a thousand kinds of love, are paid with flowers and trees, a volume of poetry. People are half old, hearts are half old, things are half old. The moon is half old, the flowers are half old, the wind is half old. In the old time occasionally turned out a drop of old tears, a bit of old rain, and even an old flower, an old ink, an old mood, there is inexplicable touching, the slightest warmth. When I was young, I didn't know how to love, but I was fervently chasing after it, forgetting to love it, thinking that it could be the end of time. People to middle age, slowly read the love, see through the love, but such as drinking wine, drunk over a thousand times, see the wine, a little stage fright. Feelings of things never exist in terms of fairness. Love a person, do not need any reason, like a person, do not need any excuse. Mountains and rivers are majestic because of the attachment of the earth, the sea because of the waves ...... >>
Question 8: Funny lyrics adapted Lemony Snake adapted
I carry rolling boiling water Hate can not swing all the sheer heartache
Look at the heavens The four sides of the swooning My God Ask whose stinking feet this is!
There are so many stinky feet in the world.
I'm afraid of your feet alone (Changsha dialect: really smelly).
I'm not sure who will know the pain of my heart when I'm sad.
How many years of sadness have been released like this
My God, I can't stand it, you come to wash my feet, I have a fever
The moment you take off your socks, everyone faints
My God, I can't stand it, my tears, rushing to the sky
In the next life I will be a hero again, I'm going to hang myself right now!
Adaptation of the moon on behalf of my heart
You asked me how many banknotes, I have a good background!
My heart is unchanging, my love is unchanging, the bankbook represents my heart.
You ask me how deep my wallet is, how much I love you,
You have to touch it, you have to turn it over, the pocket has been emptied by you.
A gentle kiss has touched my heart
Deeply emptying my pockets has caused me pain.
You asked me how I was doing, how much was left in my pocket,
I said I had no money, and you said you had to go first, and then you turned the corner and disappeared
Two Butterflies Adaptation
Family Edition-1: For the Fat Wife
My dear, lose weight
Beware of elevated blood pressure and fat into the heap
My dear, you move your mouth less
My dear, you move your mouth less.
The first thing you need to do is to take care of your body.
The first thing you need to do is to take care of your body.
The second thing you need to do is to take care of your body.
I have no regrets about living a long life
Living up to my hopes and your winks
I'll be with you in good health
We'll lose weight
We'll be beautiful in our tired bodies
When the setting sun arrives, the golden autumn will be beautiful
I have no regrets about living with you until the end of my life
The Two Butterflies
The Family Edition.
The two-foot-two pants are wearing fat
My dear, you look at the whole body
The thin body is really not tired
You let me lose weight
I'm progressing too fast, my eyes are dark
A bottle of beer, pouring wine and playing the glass
You say I'm really useless, I'm "sinful"
You say I'm really useless, I'm "sinful"
You say I'm really useless, I'm "sinful. "
You told me to get healthy and lose weight
I'm going too fast and my eyes are dark
Your bad idea made me regret it
You have to believe in science to be able to have a beautiful
Two Butterflies
Home version.
Where are you going to fly, my dear
Here is the comfort of your heart
Don't talk too much, my dear
Listen to what you say with all sincerity
Don't go away yet, my dear
It's time for you to get older in the New Year
Think carefully, my dear
You and I have been flying in the summer and the winter
We have a lovely little burden
We can't live without you, and we'll regret it in the future
You've failed to live up to my hopes.
And when he becomes a man, you and I will have gray hair on our temples
but we will be strangers.
Huo Yuanjia
How many times do we need to clean our house
It's only the week before New Year's Eve.
What's the big deal about cleaning every year?
I'm still seeing you
I'm a good fighter
but I can't beat this gazha
It's hard to tell
who's the better fighter
This year, let's see if we can do it
I'm going to keep jumping up and down in the house
I'll keep on running after him until he's out of breath
This darned mini
I hate him.
I know you're sad [Exam Version]
Original Song: Jolin Tsai
It takes talent to study for an exam
Why do you need to make the circles under your eyes get deeper and deeper
Don't be foolish enough to use your naivety to guess the professor's score
You can only end up with secret hatred
Don't be too serious about failing the exams
The look of your wounded eyes hurts
No one has a chance of winning the exams
I know you're sad, but it is not the only thing that I know.
No one has to pass all the exams in order to get through life
Why do you have to force yourself to face the scars
I know you are sad
The result of the scores is not just a matter of reading them
Don't ask what to do in order to pass the exams
I know you are sad
I know you are sad. >>
Question 9: What is the format of the poem? Each line is only two spaces
Poetry is also common literature (1) Poetry title
The title should be vague, especially when the title is long, for example, "Yang Yuhuan love function and the kerosene in the imperial garden of the Tang Dynasty"; if the title is short, specific or vague can be, for example, "Meng", "Meng", "Meng", "Meng". If the title is short, it can be more specific or vague, such as "Meng", "Catch a robin", etc. Of course, it should be about 5-10 words. Of course, the best title is about 5-10 words, such as "coffee painted red", "jumping pears and the moon in the water" and so on. In short, to be clear as a principle, so that others can not get what you really want to say, to give yourself and the reader some exceptions to the space, as long as there are no typos into it. The advantage of doing so is that the reader can produce his own associations in that uncertain space, or a mood; if you tell him/her to read out a mood, we will smile and laugh, think each other are talented, and the world's love is far more than hate. If the reader is in a bad mood that day, e.g., lost love, lost his/her wallet, didn't have hot water to wash his/her face on a cold day, or didn't wake up from sleep because of a mahjong game, and can't produce a mood even after a few attempts, he/she is likely to say bad things about your poetry. You can't really tell if he/she has a point or if he/she is making a big deal out of nothing, but you have to fight back, don't you? If the title of your poem is ambiguous, you have more leeway; if you're in a bad mood, you can raise your voice and accuse him/her of not understanding your poem. If you're in a bad mood, you can raise your voice and accuse him/her of not understanding your poem. And if you do, you're basically undefeated.
Of course, if there is a typo in your title, then quickly admit it, because there is no way to deny it; to do so will make people feel that you are at least a modest person, weighing the benefits and losses, you do not suffer. At the same time, you have to side-step it by suggesting that it's just a clerical error, not a bad one, but don't say it explicitly. Of course, if you always send the wrong word, this trick will not work, and I guess you are embarrassed to use it repeatedly. So, the necessary word work on weekdays or to train.
(2) Poetry Reviews
In fact, I think most authors do not have much of a clue as to whether their poems are really good or not (for example, Emilie never thought she was good at writing them), and if you run into a master like Li Bai, Su Shi, Cao Xueqin, Tagore, and so on, and point out your shortcomings, then what should you do? This problem is more complex. I come to a summary but not summarize, listed below and the corresponding countermeasures. The first thing I'd like to do is to get a better idea of what I'm talking about and how I'm going to use it.
Its ○: First of all, recognize the Li Bai said right. The big waves of sand, the ancient reputation is not blown out, if you dare to deny, that rotten eggs huagangshi green bricks hammer spoiled yogurt will smash to your head. You will only be drowned out by the earthly noise even if you try your best to defend yourself. This is the helpless side of life.
First, if you write acid just for fun, and review the Chinese characters you have written, then, if you are in a good mood, then listen to it, because according to my estimation, it is at least not harmful; of course, there is no need to be treated as a dogma will be recited on the chair as a motto, because it will be very tiring, is not it? If you're in a bad mood, then act nonchalantly, but don't go overboard. The Li Bai people are as wise as the sea of characters, as long as you are a little impatient, they will have the sense to get up and leave.
Second: If you really want to improve yourself. Because of this, you have to do your best to understand what the Li Bais are saying, and it's best to take shorthand notes in an attempt to memorize them later. Because Li Bai are high, you once down is difficult to understand all, then you have to look at the words, if Li Bai are not yet finished, you take the initiative to ask them to teach again, so they will also be interested in speaking, and you can understand more, the result will be the hosts and the guests are happy, Li Bai feel that they are in the courtesy of the wise, and you can be able to talk and laugh and be proud of the great heroes; if they are impatient, you don't make a fool of yourself, you should not be a fool of yourself. The first thing you need to do is to get a good understanding of what you're talking about, and you can't force yourself to do it.
If someone says something bad about your poetry, if you are not convinced, and estimated to be able to win, it is necessary to argue, while maintaining poise, avoid personal attacks, and strive for victory; if you estimate that you can not win, or do not care to argue, then pretend not to see the comments, unless people point to your nose, not knowing that the time is the best agent of forgetfulness, a few years of summer and winter, we can all be the The country's hatred and family feuds are forgotten, not to mention that you and I that indefinable poetry comments, is not it? Of course, if you are convinced but ...... >>
Question 10: What is the main story of Lin Xi's "Life Between the Stones"? Please gods It is the uncertain wind that scatters the unpicked seeds to the ends of the sea, right? Although they can also share the warmth from the sunshine and get moisturized from the rain, but the soil on which all life depends has to be found by themselves. They are faced with the reality of how harsh ah. So, nature appeared amazing miracle, the hairless between the cracks of the stone clusters of stubborn life. Or, just clusters and clusters of nameless weeds, green in spring and yellow in fall. They have no way to grow broad leaves, because they can not find enough nutrients, they have just three or two long thin thin leaves, subtle veins tell how difficult to survive; or even, they are even in a cluster of thin leaves under the roots, rarely to the mother to suck a little milk, and then go to look for that is not easy to be noticed in the crevices of the rock. Such is life. The instinct of life is so honorable, life has the right to be brilliant and magnificent, and the vitality is so unstoppable. Or, is a small group of mountain flowers, in the cracks because of the ferocity of the mountain wind and can not grow a tall trunk, because of the barrenness of the rock and can not have a lot of leaves, their stems appear tough and old, leaves because of withering and loss of luster, only the root seems to be strong tendons, as if the vine with a rigid in the soft, buried in the cracks of the narrow gap in the rock, quietly become a climber's reliable grasp rope. This is how life destroys the limiter and is changed by the environment. The law of survival of the fittest is ruthless, but life turns out to be a struggle. And the most amazing thing is, between the rock crevice also grows the sky of the pine and cypress, majestic pale, lofty and upright. They make the mountains have the spirit, all life in front of them are pale and inferior. Their trunks tenaciously grow out of the cracks, up, up. How hard it is to go up, twisting and turning, every inch of bark is scarred. Each inch of growth takes several degrees of heat and cold, spring and fall. Yet at last they spread their luxuriant branches and clusters of never-fading needles. They tower over cliffs and mountains, rooting in and out of one rock crevice and drilling out of another, like sharp eagle talons grasping the perched rock. Sometimes, a pine and cypress roots have to climb half of the cliff, like the tired rocks with a thick rope tightly bound, so as to meet the storm's assault, in order to occupy a piece of heaven and earth for themselves. If all life is disdainful to go between the cracks of the rock to seek a foothold in the world, then, there will be a large part of the world will become forever dead. There would be no place for birds, and life would be extinct. And if all life covets only the dark, fertile soil, how can they perfect their ability to master their environment and become stronger and stronger as they multiply from generation to generation? May all life dare to seek the hardest of environments. It is in the most difficult situation that life can discover itself, recognize itself, so that it can refine itself, manifest itself, and finally complete itself and sublimate itself. The tenacious life between the cracks of the stone has such a shocking power, it makes the earth become magical splendor, more revealing of the magnificent spiritual world
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