What they mean

(First thought on February 10, 1987)

(1). The road, hiding in Tibet, bends like a snake

Where is the seven inches, the door of life

The feet stand, the road lies, and whoever splashes on whom respects

The road is not self-built, but self-made

There is nothing wrong with the road, but the foot often goes wrong

People can ask for directions, and the road grows into a string of question marks

And who can you ask?

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(2). Snow, the selfishness hidden in the snow

No matter how tightly it is wrapped, it is cold to the common people

turned into tears under the scrutiny of the crowd

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(3). Rainbow, who does not remember my beauty high above

Hurry to where I'm going to go

Only deeply rooted in the hearts of the masses

in order to be eternally steadfast

I'm going to have a lot of grievances to hold tightly into a strong wall

can bow down on the pier built by the public

in order to carry heavy and generous hopes

The arch bridge is long, and the rainbow is instantaneous

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(4). The Leaning Tower, uneven is not to blame the love of the people

It is not a providential arrangement

As long as the foundation is deep enough

The body is not too oblique

No matter how high the official hat is, it will not fall off for no reason

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(5). Bamboo, secretly intertwined

On the surface, he is humble all his life

I've also been covered in burrs, as long as I shed my shell quickly

The older I live, the lower my head gets

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(6). Shadows, it is not just the direction that is reversed

Black and white is not just about the past

If there is no clean water

How to reflect whether I am ** image

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(7). Sunset, setting is a doomed result

How it ends depends on the public opinion

The faces of the common people are gloomy or hearty

All ask you what you sowed that day

When I look back at the sky, I understand it all

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(8). Firecrackers, all of them are small people

What is connected is integrity that can be ignited

The tighter it is pressed, the drier it is squeezed

The more passion erupts

Who holds you up higher

For whom you will raise your voice of support

Every firecracker, for or against

One word is over, and there is no second sound

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(9). The sound of the wind, the sound is just my opinion

Direction is my true strength

The wind of nature is prosperous with me

The man-made wind can sweep in all directions

No matter how senior the official hat is, he can't stop the rumors of the wind

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(10). Qi number, can not escape the account of conscience

The heart is clean and naturally has a good appearance

To live is to die

The clouds of people have not yet become clouds

Don't ask the official in the sky for a long time

He buried himself when he died

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(11). The wheeled bicycle pedaled by the child

The pigeon whistle sounded in the mother's ear

The future is not about how many wings are plugged in

Think more about the rainbow turning into an arched bridge

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P.S. [What Shen Zhou said] Reply to comment:

◆. Unless our bravery is not strong enough, our mouth is not in the right place, our voice cannot penetrate the wall, we do not stand on the point where we can, unless time does not buy our account, we can still talk secretly, just talk about it on the paper we bought.

◆. It's not that angels shed tears, and the sky can't be idle, and their tears can't be spilled, so they say that the sky doesn't care. The story itself is acting, thank you book friends for squeezing out of time and coming here to take a look.

Reading does not need colored glasses, to exchange my heart for the author's painstaking work, can really be with the same joys and sorrows, in order to influence the spirit of the book, only even their own touch, in order to enter the learning of the environment, into their own gain. -- This is what Shen Zhou thinks is different from reading works of natural sciences.

In the spring, nothing is not emotional, in this season, nothing is not affectionate, nothing does not contain true meaning, just depends on whether we go to the will, or to say.

Can you understand the hardships of bringing more than a dozen supervisors back to the production site after a booze?

Thanks for appreciating!