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Water moistens everything, but ice covers thousands of miles.

The mop used outdoors in winter may become dislocated if you are not careful.

(Headphones come to mind.)

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It seems that the only ones that are protected from harm are those that no longer contain water.

Such as fallen leaves, such as dead grass.

Suddenly I felt that sometimes.

Losing life is also a kind of glory: even the omnipotent natural law, the supreme iron law, can no longer do anything to me.

I no longer suffer.

(Input method: "Even if the sky is bright and there is no rain, my clothes will still be stained deep in the clouds.")

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walk.

The "wall" built in the name of the "epidemic" has once again "collapsed."

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In the past year, I have witnessed "no vs. no" countless times.

[Rebuild] and [Tear Down], an infinite loop.

Watch people walking in groups next to the "No Passing" signs.

Finally, I feel a little relieved.

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I'm just passing by.

But I still hope that people will never give up the fight.

A war without smoke will never end.

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The purpose of power is to benefit the people.

Otherwise, it will eventually be destroyed.

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it."

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Today’s ancient poetry.

Gao Qi, Ming Dynasty, "Spring Evening in the Western Garden"

The green pond and fragrant grass are full of clear waves, and the spring scenery has passed through the rain.

I know that all the flowers have fallen, and there are many butterflies in the vegetable patch today.

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Song Dynasty·Yang Wanli "Chasing the Cold on a Summer Night"

The heat at night remains the same as the heat at noon. When I open the door, the moon is shining brightly.

Deep among the bamboos and densely packed with insects, there is sometimes a slight coolness that is not the wind.

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Song Dynasty·Sun Zhan's "Two Poems on the Way of Wu Men"

There are several thatched huts in the waterside village, with willow trees reflecting the green of the door.

The ferry called the boatmen to be independent, and a mist and rain dampened the dusk.

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There is a little smoke in Zhuli Village, and people close their doors in the rain.

After several calls, the good birds are nowhere to be found, and the vines and ancient trees thousands of feet tall are dim.

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Phew. What kind of bird is "good bird"?

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Tang Dynasty·Dongfang Qiu "Spring Snow"

The sky is full of spring snow, and flowers are blooming everywhere it touches.

I don’t know if any of the trees in the garden are real plum trees.

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Tang Dynasty·Wen Tingyun's "Genggluzi·Beijiang Tower"

The tower on the back of the river, facing the sea, the moon, the horns on the city are wailing. The willows on the embankment are moving, the island is dim, and the two rows of geese are divided.

Jingkou Road, Guifan Ferry, is where Fang Fei wants to spend time. The silver candle is gone, the jade rope is low, and there is a sound of village chicken.

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Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Nanxiangzi Cold Jade Fine Skin"

The cold jade condenses the skin. A clear song pours the golden pot. The leaves and strips are all familiar, as pure as the flowery cardamom in early February.

When I was young, I stole the time to get drunk. I had a lot of fun with silver candles hanging from the back of the tent. I was free of all the handsomeness in my life.

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Tang Dynasty·Dai Shulun's "Tiaoxiao Ling·Biancao"

The grass on the edge, the grass on the edge, the grass on the edge are all here.

The snow is clear in the south and north of the mountain, and the moon shines brightly thousands of miles away.

The bright moon, the bright moon, the sound of Hujia disappears with sorrow.

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Pre-Qin·Anonymous "Jingwei Reclamation"
Chapter completed!