Years

In my childhood, I liked streams and played in the woods, singing freely; When I was young, I envied waterfalls, dared to take risks and jumped out of beautiful life; Now I am old, I am more fond of the Autumn Water, quiet, calm, calm, calm, with fallen leaves and scenery. 2 Venus with broken arms is beautiful because she has the courage to show her broken arms to others. Her sincere heart touched people, and people even forgave her incomplete body. Now, those female stars always try every means to expose what they shouldn’t have exposed, covering up their missing literary eyebrows, whole faces and breast augmentation 3 songs on the grassland always touch me, let me imagine that white clouds are long, sky is blue, grass is luxuriant, cattle and sheep are flocks, which makes me feel the kindness and generosity of the Earth, the simplicity and amorous feelings of streams, and makes me seem to smell the fragrance of milk, and I went back to my hometown in my dream along the milk fragrance, back to my mother’s warm embrace. 4 I often wonder in the songs of grassland singers such as Zhuo Ma who came down to the central region: Do my distant ancestors live on the prairie? Is grassland the real hometown of many of us? Why do we always like the leisure of white clouds, the blue sky, the fresh air, the freedom of cattle and sheep, and the pure and innocent singing of streams and shepherd girls? 5 at the corner of the desk, the flowers sent to me by others have already withered after several spring, summer, autumn and winter, but I am still reluctant to throw them away. I will be ashamed that I am too busy to clean up the dust on the flowers. I remember how pure and bright the flower was at the beginning; I also knew very well how soft and warm the hands of the flower sender were. 6 when I was sitting on a small car, I always felt that pedestrians and bicycles were walking too slow, and they didn’t obey the traffic rules, and they always blocked the way, which was very inconvenient; While when I was a pedestrian or a cyclist, and I always feel that the driver is too arrogant and overbearing. He always wants to overtake it and pushes the horn to the sky. Don’t you just drive a car? In terms of prestige, it is not as good as any copper carriage of Qin Shihuang! 7 When Sima Qian, the criminal, wrote records of the historian, he didn’t expect to become a masterpiece of the ages without rhyme; When Bi Sheng, a civilian, played with those clay patterns, he didn’t expect to be one of the four great inventions. As for Ying Zheng, he deliberately made a first emperor, but it turned out that the second emperor was finished. It seems that God has eyes! 8-The network says, 0.1 billion thousand rich Weng first thing in the morning is concerned about his investment, find the stock quotations, he even with a bubble acute urine; In China a northwestern remote mountain village, A thin old man over 80 years old, the first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to turn on the radio and sing a good song of Qin Opera. 9 I walk to work and meet that elegant beauty every day. In spring, she made a little pink, which was comparable to the praise in the legend; In summer, she was fresh and refined, just like lotus in the water; In autumn, she was quiet and serene, which reminded people of a flood of autumn water; In winter, it snowed, and she was like a red plum coming towards her. But yesterday, before I had time to figure out how to greet her, she withered disappointedly like a flower. 10 The words my mother taught me from childhood, such as the endless strength, the inability to pick up the well water and so on, are not included in the textbook; Those things my father did for the neighbors, such as repairing radios, blowers and so on, I have never seen any publicity in the newspaper. But I know that my parents’ influence on me is greater and more profound than any book or newspaper. Like (prose editor: indifferent) the snow in spring

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