This is a poignant history that narrates the growth of the teenager Gao Shenghan. No matter how bitter or tired you are; No matter how aggrieved you are, how helpless you are; No matter how pessimistic or disappointed you are; Let us keep a little heroic spirit in our hearts, worthy of our ancestors, worthy of our descendants, and worthy of our heads! Here, let's use a poem by Su Dongpo as the inscription. Huangzhou Kuaizai Pavilion presents Zhang Weiqi Sunset embroidered curtain rolls, and the water under the pavilion is empty. Zhijun is a new work for me, and the windows are wet and red. Long remember that on the Pingshan Hall, the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River are pillowed, and there is no lonely Hong. Recognize the drunkard's language, and the mountains are in the middle of nothing. A thousand hectares, all mirrors are clean, and the blue peaks are poured. Suddenly, the waves rose and danced a leaf of pulsatilla. can laugh at the son of Lantai, who has not solved the problem of Zhuang Sheng's nature, and there are male and female in Gangdao. A little haoran, a thousand miles of fast wind. 2015-12-17 00:02:56 Yisheng Road, Hangzhou