Who dares?

I saw this sentence on someone else's hat badge. I couldn't find a good translator at the moment, so I wrote it in English.

The thumbtack is pressed on the flannel board in the research room. The sentence is: Who dares to win?

(Reluctantly turn over, maybe you can say, "Whoever dares will win!" " )

It seems strange to read the words on other people's hats and badges, but it feels good. I like reading black and white books, but it is more.

If you like to write on other materials. Like a "new day, new day, new day" cast on a big copper plate. Qing Xiang

When the news got out, he turned up Wen Tianxiang's prison skirt and put a line, "Confucius said," What did you learn from reading sage books? " ,

Just like the tombstones in ancient Egypt, "My heart is still awake". I like them because there is something in them that can be vividly portrayed.

This story. And the words on this hat badge also have a history. It belongs to the 22nd British Special Air Force (S. A. S for short).

Team logo (if not called "team training"). This group is very strange. It is responsible for the impossible task. 1980.

1998, they rescued the hostages held in the Iranian embassy at Prince's Gate in London. In less than fifteen minutes, he was subdued.

Terrorists, rescue 19 hostages. So far, no one has seen the faces of these heroes. They always wear faces when they act.

Set, their names are not public, they are people with neither names nor faces, and the world can only know what they have done.

Things.

"Who dares to win?"

Such a sentence embroidered on the hat badge is really boiling like a snail and ringing like a cymbal. And embroidered with this sentence on the hat,

Facing, there is actually a head, a head ready to give up. It seems that the hat badge and that sentence are often based on

Blood is illustrated and annotated!

Why am I saying this?

What I want to say is that any industry can have heroes. No name, no face, but a hero. Those few

These words have been nailed to the flannel board in the research room for many years. At that time, the handwriting marked by the double hook was vague, but I was stationed by accident.

When the pen stares, the blood is still surging, and the thunder of the five mountains is surging in the chest.

The doctor takes the body of all living beings as his career, and the "body" in the story is a career cultivated by several generations.

It is the condensation of blessing and wisdom, and the intersection of sadness and wisdom. A man should be a hero in some ways, because he takes the flesh of all living things as his service.

Heroes, right?

I promised the Four Lakes to lead the team because I wanted to walk with heroes! "Whoever dares will win!" Queue in medical school

Students should be brave, not afraid of the biggest difficulties in learning, the difficulties and bumps in the long distance, and be brave in gravel.

Rooted in the soil, dare to take root in gravel soil, and dare to open themselves to the vast Yuan Ye. In the age of heroes' decline, I long for

I saw a man riding all over the world with a long sword. After coming back from the four lakes, I know that a small fountain in the mountains has been

Strong for today's waves, but tide watchers always want to see waves after waves, jump in the air, or see others.

Where I didn't see it, I opened a snow-white flower array for Yantou. But what about the wave behind, will it be marched to the battlefield in time?

Whoever dares will win.

Dare to conceive, dare to join in, dare to promise yourself, dare to be unknown.

Those who dare to shed their blood, such as S.A. and S, will win some beautiful results. Dare to plant life as a grain of wheat.

Yangming people will sprout out and win a more fulfilling life. Anybody dare?

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Zhang Xiaofeng's Classic Prose

emotion

I don't know when I started, but I became an anxious person.

With the passage of time, many things I care about have been forgotten, and many long-cherished dreams are no longer reversed. On the surface,

I have long been a reassuring well-behaved citizen, but I still secretly let out a muffled thunder.

Waiting for some kind of outbreak from time to time.

While still crying and reading stories, Zhuge Liang, the marquis of Wu, sighed and stepped out of the thatched cottage. Looking at rice through Rome

Cheerful Kiro, every mark is a sad wish to the world. When I can't sleep at night, I look at my children deeply.

When women sleep.

Suddenly he is forty years old, and he seems to feel that he has become two. A grinning, holding hands look on coldly.

The other one said:

"Hey, hey, hey, you are forty years old. I want to see what you will become when you are forty! "

So I began to wait for the classics, full of curiosity and excitement, and stretched my neck to see the upcoming "forty years old."

I almost forgot that I was the one starring.

A few years ago, I saw an English proverb on a friend's wall, which read:

"Today is the first day of the rest of my life."

I watched it for a long time without saying a word, but I secretly refused to accept it:

"No, today is the last day of my life."

I'm always in a hurry. Who knows how much I have left? As the poet said, "combing 36 thousand times in a hundred years."

Do you have a minute? Or the hegemony of "four seasons come and go, cold and heat turn into thieves, stealing people's faces and stealing people's heads"

Where's Jane? One year, I watched my friend with cancer walk inch by inch. It was February 14, and it was written on the calendar.

On Valentine's Day, he must still have a little love. China will always be the first and last lover. however

He left, on Valentine's Day.

When do I leave? Who knows? I only know that the world has been looted, and all the living people are lucky, only know that,

Let's regard today as my last day. I should love it too late and hate it too late.

After coming back from India and Nepal, I have a little pride in the world, good mountains and rivers, good companions and good feelings, and my life is so far.

What more can you ask for? Why boast? After I came back, I was anxious to see the lotus flowers in the botanical garden. I didn't expect to see lotus flowers in September.

But perhaps it is the Lotus Lake in Kheshmir that makes people want to go crazy and always want to see their own fragrant red, but it is still there.

There, it's hotter than June. I called Murong when I was busy at home. I didn't expect this person to see it.

"Have you ever thought," she said, "that even this pool of lotus flowers is not what we should have!" People are

It will be many years before I know how to be grateful, and I know that everything, including the emerald color in my eyes and the breeze in my ears, has nothing.

A pet that is not a luxury. Only when I know that every moment in my life is a feather borrowed from eternity can I believe my thoughts.

Every ray of tenderness is a ray of light emitted by infinite secrets.

And what does all this have to do with being forty?

Thinking of the ancient oriental woman, she carefully stored the perfume in a jade bottle until it was full bit by bit.

Suddenly, she wanted to throw it out on the spot, and it suddenly gave off a fierce fragrance. Ah! Once is enough.

Think of the swordsman in the quatrain, "ten years of grinding a sword, frost blade has not tried." Today, it looks like a gentleman. Who is unfair? " minute

A knight who pressed the sword stepped out of the saddle in the morning, eager to try and fight.

I think of my friend Liang Xuan, who is seventeen years old and has crossed Zhonghua Road. I saw a Yu Youren couplet "With Xerox" in a low pavilion.

It's fun and unfair, except for personal admiration, it's really energy-saving. If life is really worth fighting for, is that it?

Again remind of Yang's paper fan, which was bought in Shaoguang, Zhejiang, where Qiu Jin's former residence was located, and the poem day was inscribed on the fan:

Even the rain clears the pavilion and autumn,

Qimxy marched a little with a horizontal knife.

A hundred years of envy of women walking through the garden,

I threw my head in this landless life.

There was no passion for publicity during the cold war. However, I am forty years old, and I am the one who wants to throw the bottle.

Woman, I am the boy who walks straight with a knife. There is always something waiting for me to do in the world, and there is always something in the stone trough.

The sword is waiting for me to draw it.

Last September, our family of four went to Hengchun. Because my family has lived in Pingtung for 28 years, I think.

I have every reason to regard that land as my hometown. The sunshine is thin, the autumn wind is thin and cool, and the waves on the cat's nose are as white as throwing.

When pearls splash jade, I look back at my little life, and everything I envied when I was young is now there. Zengting

People say that when a meteor flies across the sky, if you can say your wish quickly, you can realize it. At that time, you were in such a hurry to practice your fast and fast speech speed.

Now, when the meteor passes by, I can only say with satisfaction:

"God, I don't ask for anything!"

However, that day, I was walking in front of a stall, and some brown-spotted birds were tied into a string like fruit.

Hanging at the door, I am used to reaching out and touching. Suddenly, the bird turned around and pecked me hard, which made me hurt and surprised.

Quickly withdraw your hand,' re stood there at a loss.

At that moment, I suddenly forgot the pain and remembered the life of a bird for the first time.

It must have feelings and knowledge, right? It must be worried, too, right? I also vaguely feel unwilling to face death.

Right? It's also depression and frustration. Are you crazy?

My heart hurts more than my hands. This is the first time I met the unfortunate shrike, and it has been my desk until then.

A name in the ancient Book of Songs, "July Ming".

It's a shrike, and shrike is also a part of the allusion of "Old Yan flies away".

A little further, my friend showed me roast birds, and further, he showed me a pile of little shrike birds.

Sharp mouth.

"Take your mouth away first, so as not to bite. Then kill it and roast it, the one that bit you just now, because it's going to sell.

Yes, so the tip of your mouth is not broken. "

My friend is a conscientious tour guide, but I am very confused. Is this my hometown Pingtung? This is ancient and beautiful.

Hengchun ancient city? Is this the small town with glowing "shell sand" on the beach? This is the blue of the sky after nightfall.

Will the flame be lit from the mythical land of Ozawa? Shouldn't "eternal spring" be "eternal spring"? Why famous?

Why did I step on the tip of a bird's beak in the thrilling sunset in Wan Li before sunset?

Do you want to mind your own business?

I have been in the so-called academic unit for decades, and the reality and care of an economist are sometimes no less than that of a businessman.

The frank professor said:

"Can I help you check the food? What's good for my research plan? This kind of thing belongs to the health department.

Departments do, they don't do, I mind my own business, my own paper doesn't come out, how can I get along in academia? "

There is nothing wrong with what he said, but sometimes I think of Hu's "Longmen Inn", which is open and white.

Chivalrous men drifted into the family.

"What do you do?"

"Mind your own business!"

What a just answer.

Why did I think of this? Will there be chivalry at forty? Why is there always a call in the air,

It's disturbing.

I don't like the image of "good people". It seems that "good temper" is always associated with aging, gentleness and ignorance.

As for me, I always do things with five points of anger, because life is not respected and the environment is not cherished. But, really,

Do you want to take care of this? Money will be wasted, sleep will be more insufficient, the heart will be more tired, and it will

He is my least favorite "good guy". Should I get involved?

Liang, a philosophy teacher from Hong Kong, was surprised to see me planting flower beds on the roof. Seeing him, I suddenly nagged.

There is no philosophy laughing.

"You know, in this world, I finally understand that there are too few things I can manage, and Northern Ireland wants it.

Fight, do you care? Pakistan will fight here. Can you handle it? There is a song in the music textbook of the fourth grade of primary school.

Say this:' Look at our young heroes, running forward in high spirits, shouting slogans from the heart and trying to rebuild the world for the sake of

Strive for national equality, strive for justice for mankind, and let all countries in the world laugh everywhere. At that time, as long as there was wind,

I like singing this song, going against the wind. However, thirty years later, I dare not say such a big thing,' Yes!

I have no ability to rebuild the world, so I have to go home and plant a corner garden to direct the red flowers and green plants in the four seasons.

This is what Xin Jiaxuan said. When people reach an age, they suddenly find that what happens in the world is uncontrollable and have to start all over again.

Deal in some old things, bamboo, mountains and water. As for me, I care about a few flowers now. "

I was joking when I said it, and my friends listened carefully, but I also knew that I was never afraid to "show my true self to others".

It's just that I never "show my whole self". It is true to plant flowers, and it is also true to deliberately buy bamboo beds and chairs and put them on the balcony to look at the stars.

Really, just like the teenagers on Chang 'an Avenue in ancient times. He heard the sound of gold and iron in his ears, but found himself unable to get out and forgot himself.

Before the date, I still meddle.

One night, I had a rest from the fatigue of running all day. On the night of October, the weather was moderately cold, and I watched it comfortably by myself.

Lying on the sofa designed in the book is a little indulgence for yourself! Good chat all my life, sitting in the research room is with the ancient

People chat and talk to westerners. Reading leisure books and newspapers at night is to chat with people at that time, and writing articles is to chat with the world and future generations.

When traveling, I chat with dignitaries or old farmhouses. I thought it would be my life, just a few days.

Suddenly, a pair of melancholy and angry eyes came to me from an inconspicuous corner in the lower right corner of the newspaper, a pair of eagle eyes.

Eyes, I'm getting nervous. The reason for anxiety may be that angry eyes are born with eagle's sharpness.

But it's more than that. I read on quietly. In Hualien, there is a town called Yuli and a town called Zhuoxi Township Antique.

In the village, a "Hershey Horn Eagle" was arrested. I never knew the name of Hershey's Hornhawk, so I looked it up in a book.

It went south from the Himalayas and northwest Yunnan tens of thousands of years ago, and has remained in the central mountainous area ever since. It's not Taiwan Province Province.

Endemic birds are not accidental migratory birds, but "resident birds", which last for tens of thousands of years and sound like continuous.

Endless love stories.

However, someone caught the bird with an iron clip and sold it for 5 thousand yuan.

I jumped up and made a long-distance call to Yuri. It was late at night, and no one answered. I ran to the desk to write again and found a time limit in a hurry.

The envelope is for sending books to readers. The envelope is open. I ran downstairs and pushed my bike to post the letter. I see that my watch is already five o'clock in the morning. Why?

Why is it so late? That's it. Saving lives is very important, okay?

I felt calm and excited when I came back through the car. Maybe it will cause any trouble. Some people will call me pushy, and there will be

Some people say that I am fishing for fame, and some people will bluntly say, "I think she is going to run for public office!" "Leave him alone, I'll go to bed first.

An hour! I began to vaguely understand why I was upset when I met an eagle just now. I knew there was something in it.

A call, an almost irresistible call, soft and heavy, silent.

But as clear as face to face, the voice said, "speak for those who can't tell themselves clearly!" For victims who don't stretch themselves

Come on! "

Then after the ups and downs in the newspaper, I rode around on a horse, but I didn't know where the eagle ran aground. What was my life like?

When did you begin to be inexplicably associated with an eagle? Every time I stare at the photo and imagine its safety at the moment,

Life experience is really strange. Twenty days later, I went to Hualien, presided over two symposiums, and stayed in a hotel that night.

As soon as the door is closed, the sound of the sea outside the corridor is faint, and my heart is full of inexplicable gratitude. Although there are many hotels in my life, this one

Occasionally, the elders in Hualien ordered it for me and paid for it. I am grateful that my kindness and concern have been accepted.

Sometimes I feel like an old monk begging for alms. Although I get a dirty look, I can also make friends with people who care about each other. It's a pity that I can only eat one meal and sleep on a sofa tonight. I am lucky compared with those ascetic monks who lived in the wind and slept in the countryside in ancient times.

It was shipped away.

I took a ride to Yilan early the next morning. It is said that Hershey Horn, which was hunted last time, died there on the way to Taipei.

The bird expert and I asked Yilan in Luodong, and finally found this Zeng in the freezer of a "mountain shop"

All the mountain creatures that have climbed over the clouds are now a bone with ice-like tentacles. Standing in a strange town at noon,

Tanks of poisonous snake medicinal liquor in Shanchan store looked down at me from the shelf. This result is actually somewhat unexpected, but it is still

I can't help feeling sad. Forty-year-old, a servant, standing in front of a dilapidated mountain shop on the side street of the town, refused to admit defeat.

Deep down, what are you fighting for?

Zhang Wanfu packed his bags in a hurry and went home along the Yi Bei Highway. At dusk, they said goodbye in Taipei and watched him continue to Taiwan Province.

On the way, my heart was full of gratitude. Just for a long-distance call, he will give up for two days, carrying a big one.

Pack slides, and then transfer from Taichung and Taipei to Hualien to "talk about birds". This person is also a strange, Ami, graduated from the law department of National Taiwan University.

Industry, working in the US military advisory group, with a high salary, suddenly found that the so-called lawyers are often on the rich and powerful but unreasonable side.

At the same time, it was also a great surprise, so I quit my job and went to the East China Sea of Dadu Mountain to study bird ecology.

The story sounds as magical as the Jiang Yang thief suddenly closing the mountain, cutting his hair, converting and crossing the crowd without doing anything. That's what he is.

An average-looking person will stay in the wild and carefully count the females of brown-faced warblers from 6 am to 6 pm.

The record of feeding birds 480 times. And will learn the different songs of birds one by one in the forum. Now, "Hector

He was treated as a specimen. A week later, the baby eagle with pink feathers on its chest will spread its wings obediently.

Stop on the specimen rack, there is no iron clip to clamp its feet, and no merchant sells it again. That's eternal.

Spread your wings! In the twilight and dusty color of Taipei, I watched him leave with the eagle, and I couldn't say how hot and cold I was.

Am I a bird lover? No, what I love must not be called a bird, then what is it? Maybe it's a bird's

It is the high-spirited spirit that sweeps across the sky that flutters its wings. Maybe I still don't love this, but I can't say.

The display of vitality is a desire to break through infinite time and space.

I like the Greek ruins in translated poems and the beautiful beaches in Hawaii in scenic postcards.

I used to like how the Yellow River water moved out of the sky in the thread-bound book, and I used to want to lead myself astray in the songs of Jiangnan.

Lovely boat ... and half my life, sitting under the lamp in shock, I suddenly found that my dream was still on the central mountain range that I had never seen before.

An eagle bird saw its face.

Forty years old, I have no extra emotion and time to squander, and I love this land at my heel!

And piously maintain the blue sky overhead! I don't know a card in my life, but I'm a big gambler by nature, so take a gamble.

I don't know how much that chip is worth myself, except that it is the year after year for the rest of my life. What are you betting on? When my eyelids are big.

When you go, you can see clearer rivers, fresher air, greener forests and richer wildlife. ...

What about winning or losing? Who knows? But after such a big fight, being a man is not for nothing.

I went to see a movie called "Forty-one Tips for Women" with my husband, giggling on the way home, Hollywood.

Our love has always been so simple and absurd.

"What about you?" The husband joked, "Are you a woman with forty-one flowers?"

"No," I primly said, "I am a woman with forty-one fruits. When a woman is forty, she is still a flower, neither of them.

What flowers are in full bloom, but if they are fruits, they are green fruits! "

Everything is just right, there is leisure to look at the clouds, there is still a fiery liver, and there are envious places that have not yet gathered and do not want to converge.

Fang also has the edge of being ordinary and honest, making others friendly, and my elderly parents still allow me to be charming and ignorant like a child, but also extensive.

A big country allows me to hold my arms like my mother, with the arrogance of Huo Ran and the indifference of Zhan Ran's smile.

What else is there to say? The bud is tender and the flowering period has passed. Now I'm going to make a fruit. When the fruit is ripe, I am willing to go.

I am a nucleus, I jump up and down, waiting for another bud and leaf in a new place.

Zhang Xiaofeng's Classic Prose

mistake

-the common beginning of China's story

In China, mistakes are not necessarily bad things. The poet is worried about a poem with the title "Error" and the last sentence.

My horseshoe is a beautiful mistake has been like a famous flute for forty years, and I don't know how many lips blew it.

According to the Records of the Three Kingdoms, Zhou Yuya is good at temperament, and even after drinking wine, she can easily identify the musicians' mistakes. at that time

There is a folk song that sings: "The song is wrong, and Zhou Lang cares." Troubled by it, later poets deliberately rewritten two sentences: "I want to be a week."

Langu, she touches the wrong sound from time to time. "This is infinite fun. It describes that the girl who plays the piano greedily looks into Zhou Lang's eyes and plays a few more mistakes in the story.

A voice made him look back again and again. Zhou Lang, a romantic and handsome man, expected him to win the sweet organ of playing the piano.

In China, the mistake in the story seems to be that the woman playing the piano is playing tricks, which is kind and beautiful-think about it.

If you don't miss it, how can you earn your comments? For China's story, mistakes are sometimes almost indispensable.

Yes Don't feel weird when you see plays like Hua Tian Cuo, Kite Cuo and Taoyuan Cuo. If you don't do this,

If you make a mistake, there is no story!

Brecht, a German dramatist, wrote A Gray Aperture in Caucasus, which is not only based on the story of China,

After learning the performance method of China Pingju, even the judges who judge the case are very China. He put two boxes on purpose.

Misjudgment has saved the marriage of both parties. This is really an out-and-out Chinese mistake and a good situation.

As a reader or audience in China, although I am well-trained, the pear blossoms of storytellers click.

Or when the page is ready to cover up the sigh, I can't help but think, huh? How did it happen again, all the plots,

It all started with a little mistake? Let's start with A Dream of Red Mansions. Nu Wa refined stone to make up the sky, and made 30,000.

Six thousand five hundred and one. Originally, 36,500 is a complete figure, which is very accurate and just can make up for the defects.

Jesus Christ. Nu Wa is a god. In fact, she is discerning in her heart, and she just deliberately wants her to be right and wrong forever.

Make mistakes in things that have always been smart. "Correct" should only be a requirement for work, and "wrong" is what she likes.

One of the problems left for herself is that she wants to see how the extra stone will travel to and from the world and come in and out of reality.

Experienced a love robbery.

It was this small mistake that led to a stubborn stone under the green ridge peak of the barren hills and cliffs, and because of it,

This stubborn stone leads to the psychic Baoyu in the future.

The whole Dream of Red Mansions turned out to be just a trajectory with 36,500% mathematical error.

Trace, and gradually evolved a series of absurd and mysterious plot. The mistakes in the world are often not beautiful, and the beauty is often not wrong.

Only when you are lucky enough to meet a "beautiful mistake" can you have a sympathetic story of crying.

The casting error in the wedge of Water Margin is similar to the "Pandora's Box" in Greek mythology, but it can't help but look good.

Strange, to spy on the mysteries that human beings should not pursue.

But in contrast, the unsealing of Hong Taiwei is much more complicated than Pandora's unpacking. He walked past Sanqing Hall.

At the end of the corridor on the right, a strange and mysterious building was found: there were more than a dozen sealed papers on the door, and "enchantment" was hung high on it.

There are four temples. It is said that since the Tang Dynasty, every generation of Shi Tian in 1989 has personally put on a layer, and Confucius has also watered it.

Copper juice. Hong Taiwei couldn't resist the temptation, broke the lock, tore off the seal, kicked the door open, bumped into the stone tablet and moved the stone away.

The tortoise, finally carrying a big square green slate, saw the abyss below. In a flash, on the black smoke

Teng, scattered into golden light, blaster. He released thirty-two highest sun stars and seventy-two earth stars.

* * * Chapter one hundred and eight Lord ...

That's how the 108 heroes in The Little Beard Biography came from.

This recklessness, unexpected, coincides with God's will, as early as Shi Tian's finger calculation-China's story from beginning to end.

There is always order in chaos and disorder. After all, these 108 brave men filled the desolate age with blood and gave evil.

The crooked world has an upright heart. Of course, there should be no shortage of Yao, Shun, Confucius and Mencius in the history of China, but without the magical palace of Qiu Hong.

If we provoke it, we will lose Lin Chong running at night or get drunk out of the mountain gate. It's a pity to think about it!

Hong Taiwei's nonsense is like an urchin knocking down a confession table and scattering fresh fruits and vegetables in the smoke all over the floor.

Clearly speaking, compared with snacks for adults and children, I prefer to see David Hong break the secret, because there is nothing wrong.

No story-how can a life without a story be tolerated?

What is the origin of a "Jinghua Garden"? It is also because the Baihua Fairy made a little administrative mistake.

Wrong, so there is the plot of many Hua Xian falling into the mortal world. Made a mistake, there is still a long way to go, this

In fact, it is also part of the human story!

Perhaps because it is an agricultural society, our story is full of respect for the four seasons and the chronological order of wind, frost and rain.

In order to bet with others, the old dragon king in The Journey to the West deliberately delayed the rain for two hours, thus reducing the rainfall.

Three inches and eight minutes, and the result turned out to be beheading. But the dragon king is a male, and he is investigated for responsibility by criminal law.

That's heartless. Speaking of it, the fate of the fairy is much better. Women's rights in China fairyland have always been quite high, except for the Queen Mother.

Niang is not only an iron lady in the celestial world, but also occupies an important position and comes from the celestial world. Like the "Hundred Flowers Fairy", it is the most beautiful one.

Service. Later, due to the failure of visiting relatives and friends, the system of issuing orders was chaotic, and Hua Xueye was advanced by the order of the female emperor on earth.

Open it together. This "beautiful mistake" led to a popular way of punishment in China's celestial world-relegation to the mortal world. this

Immortality is the so-called "fallen immortal" (Li Bai once doubted this identity). Fortunately, their punishment and dragons

Wanda is different, otherwise, if you cut off the flower head, it will be a mess of red and purple, and it will be sad!

Since flowers have entered this world, their life experiences are certainly different. They are beautiful and meticulous. They belong to each other.

Their own life experiences.

This beautiful mistake and beautiful punishment are admirable!

From the perspective of comparative literature, some people think that China's stories often lack rebellious heroes. Like Zeus, too bad.

A god whose father is independent, like Athena, has to split his father's head with an axe before he can jump out. Not in China?

Have fun. Prince Nezha is still a troublemaker. Once he has a conflict with his father, he will never "rebel" again. He can only "tick"

Bone gouge out meat "to repay parents. China's story always begins with a small mistake, such as adding a stone.

Accidentally hit the glass lamp and opened the magic seal on the jar prematurely. (Guan Yu was born prematurely and has one for life.

A face as red as a fetus. ) It's not treason, it's an understandable petty crime, it's a mistake, it's carelessness, it's a whim.

Or negligence. "Rebellion" is too strong, that's not China's way. China's story is only "wrong", and "wrong" in this.

It is both a "wrong" fault and a "wrong" fault. Staggered is not a serious matter, but two people or two things interact.

Function-even if people are wrong, it's not so bad. Like a fairy in a flower, when you come back from the dust robbery,

Still a fairy, still pure, clean and fragrant, still blooming as accurately as a military order. Even in

During the punishment period, it is also a beautiful punishment. They are the daughters of the world. They were born in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty.

"Let's be brilliant with their talents", which is already under the eternal age. Looking back at the first sight, I can't help but be fascinated by it.

Youth has many advantages, among which nothing is more impressive than "the capital that has made mistakes". When young people make mistakes, you.

I had to give him three points-once, I ordered homework for students and asked them to record dozens of poems on tape every time they read it.

Hand it over. Some students read very well, and sometimes they can read and sing, which is extremely wonderful. Some have a careless mouth, Su Dongpo's "One"

You must remember that a good year is when it is orange, orange and green. Somehow, several students read it as "a good year must be a gentleman."

Remember ",I listened, shook my head and smiled, thinking that Su Dongpo would not be too angry about it. The original sentence is

"Please remember these beautiful scenery" has now become "beautiful scenery needs to be remembered by people like you", which is a mistake.

It is more important to see that friends know each other and attach importance to each other. There are good times every year, but you must have good people to remember! You, just

It is my friend who can remember the beautiful side of heaven and earth!

Sometimes mispronounced poems have their own secrets and passwords, as long as you have the heart.

In China, those small mistakes, those unintentional mistakes, are like a fork in the road after deviating from the main road. Chaluyi

With its considerable scenery, "winding path" seems to be justified in "leading a secluded place" There are mistakes, life and people.

Apart from its strict constraints and tragic rebellion, the world should not adopt Chinese-style minor mistakes, fallacies or minor inaccuracies.

That's true. Let the fork in the road become the starting point of another road, and tolerating mistakes is a beautiful plot in China's story.