The rivers and lakes have dreams, but they have never hesitated.

When he was a teenager, he carried a handful of soil from his hometown, waved goodbye to the dilapidated earthen house, and of course took another look at the green and yellow on the mound, and then only the light bag accompanied him.

Over the high mountains, walk through the rice field, see the wind and snow rolling up the big gang, taste three points of plum blossoms sorrowful, have five points of pride.

When you come to the streets, you walk through the alleys, and you can see all kinds of hurried feet. It turns out that the world is so colorful.

Untie the burden, remove the two single clothes, only the hard half of the naan, borrow a bowl of cold water, and begin to earn your life and learn to be strong.

Self-improvement, accumulation, full of hope in my passionate laughter, with the dream of the rivers and lakes, rushed to the lofty direction.

I have seen the chivalrous man draw his sword and enmity and hatred, I have seen the wise man and the become his eternal article, I have seen the reckless scoundrel bullying men and women, and I have seen the musician geisha express the romantic swan song.

One life interpretation after another, the rain, snow, wind and frost of one journey, bowing his head and lying with his waist, he loves to bend his waist in the direction of his hometown.

He has killed thieves, armed with guns, beaten with guns, and given food.

I don't remember how much wind blew in my ears and wiped through my chest, but I only knew that my impetuous heart had calmed down and my green face had vicissitudes.

I don't like to return to my hometown, I don't like to return to my hometown, I just silently came to my parents' mound, kowtowed, put incense, talked to myself, and chatted about homely things. Sitting here is calm, because this is the place to take off the afterbirth.

The rivers and lakes are very close, and everyone is in them. The rivers and lakes are far away, and I haven't seen what the girl looks like after looking for a lifetime. The rivers and lakes are sometimes very small, and a mouthful of leftover rice can contain it with a cup of herbal tea. The rivers and lakes are very large, deeper and vaster than the sea.

It is the water of the rivers and lakes that irrigates people's roots and pours the blood and backbone of men to hold up the world.