Go ice skating on the weekend

5 December 1997

Smiled at the boss who had not had time to spit out the remnants of his steel teeth

Said that I didn't work overtime tonight, how beautiful the moonlight was, waved goodbye

We're not mules, we're not horses, we're just going to come out and have a rough ride

Tell the working girl to take a walk and shout OK into the microphone of the moon

My heart jumped out of my throat, rolled onto the road, chased after me, and ran after my sister

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The song reached out from the horn and grabbed it

The skating rink was wide open, the door was waiting, and the skates were also open

As soon as the person is put in, he is a few inches taller, and when he takes off the factory uniform, he is a few pounds lighter

I sit for tens of thousands of miles a day, and I sit for a hundred hours a week, and I don't have time to think about it

As the second hand flies counterclockwise around the lanterns, it returns to the loose spring

To recover the lost youth at a super Shenzhen speed

Pull my sister around the moon's stamens and turn them into petals

After passing the mileage away from home, passing through dreams, you may enter the house

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Come, come, come, come, come

Being young is the trajectory of rolling the annual rings under the foot

Take a look at yourself ten years ago, your partner ten years ago, and the cloud ten years ago

It is to shake off the camouflage in the rush, so that the body and mind are exposed more shallowly and truly

It is to scream, run, run, jump, jump, whether others know it or not

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Nagisa boils over the smoothest face of town

We converge into torrents, whirlpooling and scratching the navels of the town

Scratching around in this nerve-sensitive zone made the town tremble and smile

Raise the placket into a sail and let the sea breeze kiss the face and call the honey of the lamp to drench the body

Use the eyes of onlookers as shells, and let the stars in the sky turn into other people's lips

Sprinkle laughter into a river and build a mountain of pride

Let the dimples open your face and let the joy fly to the ends of your hair

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Come and come, come and go, and get off the ice rink is the cold face of the boss and supervisor

The sound of rain and cannibalization was like frying, and a large plate of iron bowls of beans was stuffed into the corners of their mouths

You don't say anything, I don't talk about it, everyone has fun, play freely, and take risks

It's not a wheel made of gold coins, it's not a shoe made of banknotes, although it's free

Pipe him straight lines, arcs, curves, tangents, secant lines, parabolas, golden section points

Regardless of the arc, temperature, humidity, hardness, concentration, finish, acceleration, increase or decrease

Regardless of his power, resistance, friction, centrifugal force, centripetal force, not as good as my comprehension and concentration

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There is a lot of wind under the feet of Tai Chi in the hand, and there are too many moon rings on the head to trap life

The parameters of success fail and the integral probability of the cosine profit is not taken into account

Walking on thin ice, fear sinks, and uncertainties hold on to uncertainties, and time flies overhead

To understand the fate of diesel cars, gasoline cars, electric cars, and solar cars

Not afraid of heavy burdens, not afraid of distance, not to their sighs and noise

Turning frustration into beads of sweat, throwing it off, holding hope, stabilizing confidence, and running together

Even if it is tilted and fallen, it is also a wave of ups and downs

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Let the gaze penetrate the hardness, see a qiē clearly, and wash the eyes with the breeze

wading through the gossip of the river, wading through the nonsense, the grass self-esteem and self-confidence floating on the head

We swim in the same sea of singing and in the same rhythm

Let the warm current of the melody moisten the heart of the night wash away the sorrows and troubles

Even if there are fewer movie tickets, movie tickets, lottery tickets, stock invoices, banknotes than others

It is also necessary to make the heart that has been stranded at the workstation for too long to anchor and soar

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Take off your skates, put on your factory uniform, and walk back down the boulevard

In another mood, he wore the hammer of the crescent moon with the nails of the stars

Say hey, hey, hey, we're back

Next time you're tired of buying tickets and can afford them, we'll ask you to go too

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Postscript: What kind of language should be used to express the passion of skating? Is it okay to use the sentence pattern of catching up with the waves of the sea? What kind of way can we use to vent the emotion of skating? If it is at the ice skating scene, this poem can be recited to the music, and then a group of professional skaters can have an expert-designed "working tide" fashion show, how good it would be!