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It is said that Beijing began to be hazy from yesterday, but we have already returned to the Central Plains to the south. At this time, the Mid Autumn had passed, and the wild was green and blue. Even if I am now, it was cloudy but sunny. The rain of yesterday evening was cool, and the chill seemed to have a seemingly refreshing and refreshing smell. The birds were still in the wind in front of my building at ten o’clock in the morning. The osmanthus trees, persimmon trees and pomegranate trees were singing, which was no longer their favorite dawn. His son studied in his room, and he had to work hard. He didn’t understand or he wouldn’t care about the beautiful season and cool weather in mid autumn; And his wife, who was working for the family and children, in order to survive, even her eyes and the wind around her were working hard. And what I can’t forget is to keep the beauty and sunny in front of me; But what I can’t forget is the desolation of autumn leaves that will come soon. I was in the cool wind last night, in the mysterious rain, I have smelt the frost and chill. A fall rain a cold, a night of autumn wind a yellow dry. I have already understood the bleak rain and withered yellow, which will spread all over the world. All things will wither, and the grass will go up to the sky, and the Yan family will move south. Who doesn’t know, who doesn’t know? However, I know it clearly and miss it so much that I can remember it at any time. It is really mysterious. Why let the son who is studying read loudly to train his courage? But it was a low autumn sound, and only the song “autumn sound Fu” of the black man for the stars could be heard? Of course, the most unforgettable and unforgettable thing is the snowy weather. In the year when I was teaching in No. 18 Middle School, the weather was cold and the Wood leaves on the road were declining; The tall poplar was thin and Bony; The low houses from far and near, and the oil felt sheds were set up everywhere, but there was no figure. Several partners and I, a little far away from the city, decided to eat in the restaurant by the roadside. The wind is in the north and the wind is in the north. The wind is mixed with ice and snow, and it is approaching, riding through the cotton-padded jacket; It is difficult to walk, the snow particles hit the cheek, causing cold pain, urging people to turn back. And we, the vigorous US, roared and roared towards the bloody snow: Go, brothers; Go! The love and nature are vivid in my mind and cannot be forgotten. Sent to Xuzhuang Primary School, alone. After school was over at five o’clock in the afternoon, there were only snow fields in the distance, piles of graves in the distance, and rows of thin tall poplars nearby, standing high without a blade; however, it was not silent. The sound from far and near was the roar of snow and snow. It could also be said to be a grimace, tangled and difficult to walk around you. So he pushed his bike for a while and rode for a while. Back to the corridor of home, the wife who knew someone had come down from the upstairs, took the car, held my frozen hands, slapped the ice on my shoulder and hair tip, which was totally cold. Now, I don’t remember that my feet are numb and my whole body is cold. Instead, I feel the cold snow of reading Sant, Nietzsche and Zhou Guoping, which is unforgettable and unforgettable. At this point, on the day and night of ice and snow, I will go out specially, against the cold wind, stepping on the ice, knowing that I am still alive, I am still me; At this point, on the day and night of autumn leaves falling, I would like to make a special trip to enjoy the autumn, saying that the flowing water fell into the autumn and filled Wei Du, and the flowing water passed away to send the future. No matter how far the road is, I went to dinner on foot. I took my wife’s belt to Beijing for my new inspiration and new learning. What’s more, my son will study there for one month, in the cold winter, in the ice and snow in the north of shuo. For this reason, when I read the book “Chinese cultural character”, I deeply thought about my nation, not only to miss the courage of the Han, but also in the conflict between the farming culture of the Han nationality and the nomadic culture, the spirit and nature of martial arts that were dug up or strong should also be deeply remembered. Seventy years ago, two hundred years ago, the Chinese nation fought bloody with Chinese civilization, marine civilization and island culture. Yes, it should be remembered that no matter it was such a warm mid-autumn period, or the long bright spring, bloody struggle, dead leaves and snow, they should not be forgotten or forgotten; Continue to work hard and rise bravely. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

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