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A, Wang Guozhen
1: a family commitment, I helpless mind, is still green and fresh. Who does not desire to harvest, who is not too bitter, who does not want the life of the branches covered with rich, who are willing to make hope into a dream flowers. Between reality and ideals, the same is the journey between the dark and brilliant, the same is open. Get rid of the fetters of worldly, who would not let his life spent in mediocrity. Organize your pack, different starting points, you can achieve the same glorious end. No right or wrong in life, success will always belong to striver.
2, , not only enmesh the feet, as well as the future.
3, Moth fly ash as the fire, willing to do the flames of prisoners, and swinging is that you keep pace, twirled tassels that you keep. Beautiful days in the passionately devoted, who clear where we stand, what is sweet, what is hard. Know, determine to do it again. To lose lost to the pursuit of happiness marry to marry.
4, Since the distance will only struggle and hardships. I do not think can win the love, since love in the roses to the brave to reveal sincerity. I do not want to rain behind will not care, since the goal is to the distance is only my back. I do not think the future is flat or muddy, as long as love life, everything is fairly predictable.
5, wanted in the end; mountains and rivers remain, there is still love; your shadow, just behind the front again.


Second, Shumin
1, He does not often appear less than we imagine, it is often just a happy, Kinmen and Matsu drove past a long time, pick up the golden mane on the ground that, had I seen it. People like specimens for happiness, but being ignored time dressed in dew distribute fragrance. At that time we often walked hurriedly, indecisive, and I do not know what busy. The typhoon was forecast the world, it was forecast locust plague was forecast, some people predict earthquakes, but no one forecast happiness.
2 volcanic earthquakes which can completely cover the heart of the magnificent building; there is no storm, you can freeze the soul gushing spring; without a certain natural disasters, you can fall, so that the heart of the field crop failure.
the size of the heart can also be reduced to very small. Can only accommodate a home, a person, a sesame seed, a drop of virus. A trace of rain, put him drowned; ray of the wind, put it shattered; a rumor, let'd rather die; a conspiracy to set it beyond redemption.
excellent heart, not gorgeous, but it must be strong. Because there are too many lives and the head with a crushing blow, with the lone soul, in the dark when quitting. If not carefully designed to humble the heart, it is easy Hengzao injury, depressed, and perhaps from Poguanposhuai no life. No self-healing ability, the door is undefended. A Wang Xiao-injury, the blood will Loujin body cream, a spark drugs, stretches of the castle burned.
3, But the haircut is not the beautiful woman in the patent, but all women can choose a way of life. Look around us. Every tree, every leaf grass, every flower, not make-up, face the sun, the face of snow, they are character and natural. They will age and die, but the aging and dying is a reality. Long as all things human, why is much to hide behind the powder and paint. We are aging. I looked calm my age, looks into the distance like a pair of white sails approaching, why hide this reality? Cover is not only futile, the first is a weak, self-confidence is not inversely proportional to age, as self-confidence is not proportional and beautiful. Courage is not stored in the face, but rather their own hands. Cosmetics are polymer compounds, however, some fruit juice and some animal fats, they are confident and decisive with the human is irrelevant things. As if they need to reinforced steel frame to support, and certainly not a few slick pole I believe, do not make more pure smile and so good, I do not think make-up look more frank and sincere, I do not think women make up more courage to face life. If not for the work, if not out of etiquette. My life, I will never make-up.


three, Yu
1, Zhou Tao had a balanced description of the poet's profound: has written a profound imbalance: want nothing of falling, are poetic elegance.
2, See Youren who live alone to? Gu Hong misty shadow. Startled it back and hate no one province. Branch would not do cold habitat pick, lonely sandbar cold.
It is this unspeakable loneliness, so that he completely wash away the noise of life, to find the silence of the landscape, to look After Past of the ancients. Can not find a place in the dialogue, the dialogue, so the dialogue must also become unusual, such as the Su silenced even the silent soul, then pop up sooner or later a grand miracle to make the world surprise. Lonely, so Su experienced an overall sense of reborn, but also to make his art to get a distillation and sublimation. He really matured a lot between ---- and everyone else between ancient and modern, written in a disaster, mature in the rebirth after Obliterate, mature and backcountry, mature, and almost no one at his side the moment. Maturity is a bright light without glare, a mellow sound but not greasy ears, others no longer need a calm wind blows, a last stop to the around the complaint calls on the air, ignoring the bustle of a smile, a kind of scrubbing the extreme indifference, a kind of quiet without the thick, one is not steep height, Bo Yu's sentiments made over the fermentation, sharp mountain admitted to a close, fast flowing small streams merged into a lake.


IV, casual copying
1, both love and hate is dripping on the glass, and sometimes mixed together, too close to each other, sometimes evaporate with time, all gone.
2, tears, a lover in mind, how touching poet's words, happy, sad, angry, the gratitude, the tears will not help out. If the eyes are the windows of the soul, then the tears of emotion is crystallized. Tears thinking of the people, should be; not miss the people cry, is playing with emotion, as is decent, do not cry no. Our tears to flow, but the tears really flow, good tears, tears do not leave bad and ugly. Our tears of to have merit, not just a form.
3, I love the rain, love the rain, love listening to the rain, love like the rain, love Siyu. Rain, like hope, like the expectation of like faith; the rain, like the pledge, as promised, but also like to wait. Once again waiting for the rain, waiting for another failure, once again waiting for rebirth, but also to wait for another Siyu. Cold wind blowing from the decadence of the willow and helpless struggling in the storm, like survival, as it is also waiting, waiting for new life, waiting for the yellow, waiting for the cycle of life.
4, the tree is grown new leaves, as if something, in contrast, newly sprung quietly blooming buds, some hidden bitterness is like a little bit of the new green. Whether they gain new life, we are dejected old. No, they will be killed, they ran a new cluster, the trick of the case every year, are being carved on the tree rings. Quiet rest of the trees still never swaying in mid-May in the mature dense, dead last year, they seem to tell, began rebirth, reborn, reborn.
5, Flower is so weak, no matter how beautiful Yan still can not move to Hanyu night to the wind, Chun Xie hurry, only full of Melancholy. Flowers are beautiful but the soldiers, in spite of wind and rain gradually Lvfeihongshou, after all, refused to bow. The same is true of life, like fine glass, often can not withstand the impact natural disasters, to smash into a bright, each is a transparent heart, life and often as Epiphyllum, with many years of tears and sweat water mixed with the effort, the moment will have Xiaokan world.
6, Chuang Tzu is a lonely tree, is a lonely soul in the middle of the night watching the moon tree. When most of us in the night, Mei Mei drowsiness, the moon, why not lose? Is because of this twelve alone in the breeze in the night guard Li mind the moon tree. Zhuangzi eyes very cold, very hot heart. Eyes cold, so regardless of right and wrong; heart hot, so thousands of grief and indignation, though useless and not immersed in knowledge, in the end gut hooking the heat, although not immersed, but the end does not start, in the end cold see through.
7, some say, life is like a glass of water, put some salt is salty, some sugar is sweet. Quality of life by regulating mood. Everyone's mind is a crystal ball, crystal flash, always loyal to the life of a colorful reflection to every corner of their lives, make life vibrant vivid, bright colors. Happy laugh of course, have to laugh when you are not happy, often vibrant, happiness will become a habit.
8 times in development, now, when we no longer from the perspective of war and blood and iron, when tension, stress will have more of significance. Short tensions, very good. Make us glow extraordinary explosive. However, world affairs, one for the touch, and certainly, but the end is limited. Large number of successful breeding in the accumulating trek. Tension is a hundred meters sprint, the growth is a marathon. Long spur of tension as long as it is not maintained, it will result in slow response, tension can deal a time, but can not reach to the eternal tension.
9, your destiny, half in their own hands, and the other half in the hands of God. All your life is that: the use of your hand have to get the hand of God reduced to grasp. The more extraordinary your efforts, your hands grasp the more that half of the huge long you get the more fruitful. When you despair, do not forget the fate of their own half, before you get carried away, do not forget the fate of God and half hands. The efforts of your life is that: half of your own to obtain half of the hands of God. This is the destiny of life, this is fate.