Good words
Ji Dong’s method is to catch thieves with one’s eyes, catch the stolen goods, wash one’s feet and wash one’s tassels, be complacent and seize the day and night
Making a show of force, self-righteousness, the flag of self-righteousness, self-knowledge is clear in the eyes
The kindness of true knowledge and insight is resounding, only the clothes are important, not the people, and the diligent pursuit
The work is arrogant and well-founded, the left branch and the right are weak, the spirit is eloquent, the thief has a guilty conscience
The thief has a guilty conscience, the mouth is straightforward and the heart is quick. Be right in your heart, take advantage of it early, don’t use medicine, and be wise to all things in the world
Integrity and selflessness help Zhou to abuse, criticize Zhang for illusion, and have unfulfilled ambitions, and put them to death
Throw them to death, and then live. The real criminals who stole stolen goods have their ambitions in all directions
Leave it to death and prosper in the clear blue sky. A wise man will think a lot, but there will be one mistake. Be careful about his actions
After traveling thousands of miles, he only knows one but does not know the other. He smacks his lips and makes tongues. No matter how hard you forget, you will know your son better than your father
Good sentences:
1. That car is the total result and reward of all his struggles and hardships, like the treasure of a warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles. A badge.
2. They can’t run because their legs and feet are too heavy with money.
3. Hope makes him happy, fear makes him panic, he thought I slept, but couldn't sleep. My limbs seemed to be scattered on some hay. There was no sound, only the stars in the sky accompanied my heartbeat.
4. It was late at night, and it had been for many days. Fatigue and the fear of running away made him feel physically and mentally uncomfortable.
5. The night was still dark, there was some cold and wet mist in the air, and he felt even more confused.
6. No I don't know whether to move forward or to have stopped. I only feel the waves in my heart, like a undulating black sea. The darkness is connected with my heart. They are all confused, all ups and downs, all in a trance. Xiangzi seems to be choked by a breath of wind. Hold on, I swallowed several times.
That car is really cute. After driving it for half a year, it seems that there is consciousness and emotion everywhere. Xiangzi twists his waist and squats his legs. Or it has been on the back, and it will immediately respond and give Xiangzi the most satisfactory help. There is no awkwardness between him and it. When he arrived at a place with few people on the ground, Xiangzi could hold the handle with one hand, and the slightly squeaking leather wheel urged him to run quickly and steadily like a sharp breeze. When they got to the spot, Xiangzi's clothes were sweaty and wet, as if they had just been fished out of a basin. He felt tired, but it was very pleasant and something to be proud of, a kind of fatigue, like riding a famous horse for dozens of miles.
He has no appearance, what makes him cute is the spirit in his face. His head is not very big, with round eyes, a fleshy nose, two very short and thick eyebrows, and his head is always shaved brightly. There is no extra flesh on the cheeks, and the neck is almost as thick as one side of the head (Note: one side is the same.); the face is always red.
The bow was so soft that even the handlebars moved slightly; the carriage was so bright, the cushions were so white, and the horn was so loud.
Decent, strong, dreamy, self-interested, personal, strong, great, Xiangzi, I don’t know how many funerals he has accompanied others; I don’t know when and where he will be buried. Come and bury this depraved, selfish, unfortunate, socially sick child, the dead end of individualism!