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Famous quotes from Hongyan

Hongyan’s famous quotes are as follows:

1. Looking at it, a bright light seemed to flash in Chenggang’s eyes, and he suddenly felt unusually fresh and happy! What kind of work Lao Li had done in the past, he didn't know anything except what Lao Li just said, but he was convinced that the document his eldest brother brought home from the East Sichuan Special Committee was written by none other than Li Jingyuan himself. !

2. Her footsteps kept stepping into the mud. The water and mud stirred up along the way splashed all over her shoes and socks, but she had no idea at all. At this time. She was trying her best to control her grief and anger, and wanted to bury the unforgettable pain deep in her heart.

3. The river wind blew in her face, lifting the corners of her clothes, and a moist sea of ??mist surrounded her. She buttoned the then-new velvet coat and put her hands into the coat pockets.

4. The night is getting darker. Chen Songlin gradually realized in the rush that the number of customers had decreased a lot. At this time, Fuzhigao stepped into the bookstore. He looked around and browsed the books on the bookshelf like an ordinary customer. Fuzhigao came to the bookstore with a purpose.

5. One day, Sister Jiang, secretary of the district party committee, was going to the Huaying Mountain base. Fuzhigao went to the dock to see Sister Jiang off. Sister Jiang asked him to stay hidden. He agreed with his mouth, but disagreed in his heart.

6. The desk lamp shines on the desk. A middle-aged man with a thick build and a dark face, clean shaven, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a fat chin, looks expressionless. Sit in a swivel chair.

7. The grass on the roadside is withered, and the golden patch is like a golden handkerchief; the grass is dotted with small star flowers, like embroidered patterns.

8. The sound of the tide is like the poetry of the sea, full of philosophy and inspiration. The artistic conception is like the spring breeze gently plucking the strings of a piano, or the soft waves of evening flowers falling down.