"Listening to the Night"

Smell the wind effect and travel far away, and count the Beijing building in the world.

BMW piles up on the road, and the virtuous and heroic are all over the place.

Hundreds of miles of city, tens of millions of guests.

The splendid women are all heavenly women, and the Confucian clothes are all the scholars.

As the saying goes, if you go to school, you can inherit it without asking.

There is no rich or poor ambition, and perseverance is the key.

The new king talks about it, and his self-lessons are ordinary.

If you are really diligent, Tsinghua will enter the class early.

Light literature and noble science and technology, heavy wealth and fake pity farmers.

Standing proud of the country's difficulties, there is no room for ridicule.

Life is still cheap, and death is still a ghost.

Big things luxury cars are beautiful, thin Luo is better than skillful weaving.

The red withers on the ninth day and does not come out until the end of the night.

If you ask about the next life, you can do it in this life.

Reading is not famous, writing is written to ride the wind.

The painting shows that the heart is quiet, and the strings feel the sky.

Cheng Cheng swept away the dust, and smiled at the hatred.

When I woke up, I forgot everything, and I turned the book and made a new one.

"Slogan to Mingzhi"

He is not heavy on gold and jade in his life, and he is willing to be a fisherman in the Minjiang River.

Wanzhang paved with endless water, and the cliff sang green.

"Half Jiesheng Lake and Sea Yincao" is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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