1. For thousands of years, the Qiantang River and its extraordinary river tides have fascinated tourists. From this, I thought
For thousands of years, the Qiantang River and its extraordinary river tides have fascinated tourists. The tide of the river overwhelmed the tourists, and I thought of the poems of the poet Yang Wanli.
"The silver in the sea is Guo, and the jade in the river is tied to the waist"
Watching the Tide
The author Zhou Mi Dynasty Song Dynasty
Tide in Zhejiang , the great sight of the world. From then on, it was at its peak on the 18th. Fang Qiyuan went out from the sea gate, just like a silver thread; as it got closer, the snowy mountains of Yucheng came from the sky, loud as thunder, shocking and surging, swallowing the sky and fertile sun, and it was extremely majestic. This is what Yang Chengzhai's poem says: "Silver from the sea is Guo, and jade from the river is tied around the waist."
Yang Chengzhai's poem says, "The silver in the sea is Guo, and the jade in the river is tied around the waist." This is the case.
Yang Chengzhai refers to Yang Wanli (an outstanding patriotic poet in the Southern Song Dynasty)
I hope it can help you 2. Please give me a lot of poems about "quiet", thank you
The people in Shicuitingzhou are quiet, and there are two pairs of gulls and herons.
The silence of the material covers the cloud windows, and the dust fills the mournful strings and dangerous pillars. Walk quietly around the green shade and lie down listening to the sound of rain.
The heart of the opposite is also calm, empty and white are facing each other. The sound of the spring is heard and breathed again, and the movement and stillness follow the stimulation.
Thinking about it quietly, there are gaps in every corner. It is difficult to rely on the vastness to seek the essence and principles in silence.
The winter jasmine in Chang'an is sour and green, and the soil in Jincheng is crisp and quiet. The missing moon hangs on the sparse tung trees, which makes people feel quiet at first.
A branch in the bamboo is leaning, reflecting the tranquility of the forest. Rabbits are walking and blackbirds are chirping, people are talking quietly, and the red coats all over the stream are singing.
The chapel is deep and quiet, no one is there, the green windows are filled with calm sounds, the chilling cicadas are about to report the autumn weather, and it is a quiet and secluded place. Don't say that you have no friends, restlessness and quietness each have their disciples.
Only those who respond to silence will believe, and those who are difficult to move will speak. The night is quiet, the clouds and sails have low shadows, the Taoist courtyard is quiet, and the moss color is even with the deep bamboos.
The King of Xing will be in a calm and demonic atmosphere, and the saint’s life span will last ten thousand springs. Being able to warn oneself against the spring is like looking at the mirror calmly.
In his later years, he just likes to be quiet and doesn't care about anything. For the sake of Tao, there is no such thing as a hut, and my heart will be calm.
The water is still and cold at night, and the fish will not eat. The boat is full and empty and returns at full moonlight. If the suburbs are not peaceful, the elderly will not be at peace.
I am willing to kill Shan Yu and drive away from Jingtieguan for a long time. The pond is quiet in the temple, and mundane things are out of sight.
I love the quietness of the thatched cottage in Ruyu Mountain, the refreshing air of high autumn. When you are busy, you think about taking a rest; when you are quiet, you have noisy thoughts.
The smoke is closing in the night sky, the spring birds are quiet, and they sing high in the sky when it rains. On the seven strings of Lingling, listen quietly to the cold wind in the pines.
The quiet person lies in the grass, and the golden boudoir is filled with talents. The new moon is shining brightly, and the cold night is full of rivers and quiet mountains.
Standing in the sky, the sun is gone, and people are still and quiet throughout the day. Thousands of doors are quiet at night, and the river is bright and all things hang.
Coming from a foreign land in ancient times, calmness shows special signs. My father-in-law, please listen quietly. I'll ask you to explain.
It is a quiet autumn day in the high hall, and the robes are floating in the evening breeze. A quiet place when the sun is setting.
The deeper the silence, the more lonely the lamp shines against the wall. I also heard that offering soldiers was enough to calm the dust.
Thinking quietly about the other and this, I don’t know who is the idiot. The courtyard is closed in the quiet spring day, and the bamboos are leisurely watching guests playing chess.
It was a quiet evening, and the birds were calling each other. Living near the lake, the quiet environment is called high emotion.
People sit in silence for a long time at night, worried and unable to return to sleep, and stand still to watch the arrows. When the city is quiet, people are fleeing their fortunes, and when Jiang Kuan is away, guests are fleeing from the army.
The wind is still when God is gone, and the warbler is hiding from the green shadows. It speaks quietly in the deep stream, and howls high on the mountain top. In the mountains, I learn to watch the hibiscus trees quietly, and under the pine tree, I fold the dew sunflowers in my clear house.
He told Weihe, Jidou was in Jingjia, and his friend You took the photo with majesty. The stormy night came, the hall was quiet, and suddenly I heard a faint voice in front of the lamp.
The door is quiet except for the chirping of birds, and there is little sound of drums in the distance. I will wait until the demon atmosphere is quiet, and the paper will be wrapped in food for the time being.
Sitting in the Xiaolu River in the tranquility, I went into the jade wine cellar to listen to my idle thoughts. The officials in Qinggong are calm, but things in Chi County are complicated.
Frequent illnesses are accompanied by drowning, and long chanting prevents quiet defecation. The mind of a quiet person is wonderful, and the master's art is unparalleled: the river is deep and the bamboos are quiet for two or three houses, and the busy red flowers reflect the white flowers.
In the clear days, there is taste but incompetence. I love lonely clouds and love monks quietly. The leisure steps are quiet, the poplar flowers are getting fewer and fewer; the red doors are hidden, and the orioles are still singing.
The door is very quiet, the window is quiet and the room is quiet. Every time I find a quiet place, I think about talking to my old friends.
The mood is beautiful, but Kong Jing is humorous. When you retreat into silence, there is nothing left to know. When you enter, there is still a lot of shouting and there is nothing left to hear.
Singing quietly on the moonlit night, when you are drunk and enjoying the flowers. The green moss and turbid wine are quiet in the forest, and the clear water and spring breeze are faint in the wild.
Inside the Weizi County Pavilion, it was extremely quiet. How quiet is the makeup pavilion and the prostitute building? The night wind is still and smooth, the green poplar wind is still and leisurely hateful, the autumn water is clear and bottomless, and the desolate and tranquil guest's heart is quiet.
Curly hair and beard, clear green eyes, tall buildings blowing bamboos at night. King Yaxiangqin has endured hardships and vowed to repay his lord for peace in the world.
People are quiet and birds and kites are enjoying themselves, and outside the bridge, fresh water splashes. The herons at the head of the beach are silent, and the fish are jumping at the stern and making a sound.
Jiao'e sleeps late at night in a slanted bun. The pear blossoms are still and birds are perched on the branches.
Why wait for an official position when you retire? Old age brings hardship and tranquility. Quietly speaking, at the bottom of the secluded valley, high mountains and censers roar.
After the clouds have gone, the moth flies away from the mountain. The courtyard has been quiet with music and singing.
It is difficult for jade to sing Zhu Lianjing, and I remember listening to it on the double lotus pond. It’s hard to see flowers fall in the sky, but it’s easy to make noise when the orioles sing.
Weng Zhong's clothes and hat, the lion's head and horns, and the moss marks are green.
The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, and the spring mountain sky is quiet at night.
Sober up, let the breeze blow in, and listen to poetry in a quiet night. The cicadas hugging the leaves are quiet, and the lonely bird returns to the mountain late.
After a sound, all the animals fell silent, and the four silent stars became more and more distant. There is a lot of noise in the rocks, but the color is quiet deep in the pines.
There is an old monk standing in his spare time, and it is quiet with no ordinary guests passing by. It was a cloudless night yesterday, with intermittent loud sounds until dawn.
Everything is contented when you observe it quietly, and the joy of the four seasons is the same as that of others. The thatched cottage is not closed, the stone bed is quiet, and there is a heavy sound of dew falling among the leaves.
The spring clouds on the city cover the garden wall, and the evening scenery in the river pavilion is quiet and fragrant. It is as poor and quiet as a monk's residence, with bamboo groves on the four walls.
There is no battle in the quiet place at the end of the world, and the strength of the soldiers is sold out by the light of the sun and the moon. Qiu Jing sees the headdress, and the sand is far away and the Ji is sad.
In the deep of night, there are no insects lying around, and the clear moon comes out of the mountains and the light enters the door. Stay alone at the foot of the mountain and walk quietly towards the middle of the moon.
I am worried that after becoming famous one day, it will be rare for me to live in peace and quiet. Cai Houjing had some spare thoughts, so he bought wine in front of him in the clear night.
Three sides of independence are quiet, and one sword knows how to commit suicide. I heard that there is a quiet temple with many strange sights in the mountains and rivers.
When it comes to soldiers being far away and quiet, they can also search in the dark. The wind is calm and the willows are weeping. I look at the flowers and say goodbye.
The moon is bright, the room under the pine tree is quiet, the sunrise is cloudy, the chickens and dogs are noisy. The river is still and the tide is beginning to fall, and the forest is dim and miasma.
The Shoji pine forest is quiet and dark, and Ping Xuan suddenly seems to have no painting. Jiang Jing heard about the mountains and rivers, and the Sichuan chief counted Sai Hong.
The fallen flowers and gossamers are quiet in the daytime, and the singing doves and swallows are young and deep. The environment above the pavilion is so quiet that the dust is far away.
Then I built a secluded room, and then I realized that tranquility is wonderful. It's not like the quiet place where people are in the dining hall, but the sound of autumn is always on the seven strings.
The loose shadows fall into the sky, the altar is quiet, and the fragrant grass grows in the small cave. The trader sleeps during the day and knows the waves are calm, while the boatman talks at night and feels the tide rising.
The remaining clouds disperse into clouds, and the Chengjiang River is as quiet as practice. Zangong Tang is a good way to calm your mind.
The shadow is quiet in Qianguanli, in front of Xinsu Qi School. It's a quiet night with no neighbors, living in desolation and poverty.
Being indifferent and without other thoughts, tranquility is my teacher. Fortunately and in a quiet situation, I am happy to have my lover back.
Close the bamboo door deeply and quietly sweep the ground under the pine tree. The barbarian girl's chant fills the cold sky, and the nine mountains are green and tears are red.
There is no cloud in autumn, and the ground is still and dustless. The world is far away, and the birds singing know that the environment is quiet.
Admiring the tranquility and pity the cloud bamboo, I forgot to return to the platform. Then I created a poor valley, and then I realized that quiet people are idle.
When the geese are far away in autumn, the sun is still and cloudless. The white clouds are still in the sky, and the grass is closed.
Sitting quietly, the audience is wonderful, awe-inspiring, charming and lonely. The sound of the round cents is quiet and new, but the width of the hole and inkstone is so stubborn! There are no remaining leaves in the forest, but there are fallen flowers in the cold light.
For a moment, you can scan the peaks and look up at the sudden blue sky. Those who are poor in knowledge and quiet will have white hair and old hair.
The water is still and the tower is straight, the mountains are dim and the sun is setting. Yao and the true heart are meditative, so those who are harmonious and quiet play.
The lanes in Yongchongli are quiet, and the courtyard in Huayang is quiet. The building and boat suddenly became calm, and the river turned into a wild goose pond.
At sunset, the mountains and rivers are quiet, and the pine trees sound for you. Quietly read ancient books and leisurely fish on the Weihai coast.
The mountains are bright and the moon is white, and the night is quiet and the pines and wind are resting. There used to be monks who wrote sutras, their bodies were calm and their minds were focused.
The clouds and shadows in the center of the water are leisurely photographing each other, and the sound of springs in the forest comes quietly. It is cool and refreshing, which is close to the height of the body. It relieves the heat and relieves the pain.
The mountain monk is ninety years old, quiet and immortal. Outside Jingluoyun Mountain, the music and books are silent.
Thinking of this makes me sad, and I can’t be still at dawn. Sitting in the silence of the night, sleeping peacefully in the sun.
Chickens and dogs are quiet for hundreds of miles, and machines and trees are singing in thousands of houses. The sky is clear, the river is white, and the seagulls know that the heart is calm.
The night is cold and the moon is quiet, and the flowers are leisurely walking in the morning. The vast sea is quiet, and the Yangtze River is clear for thousands of miles.
The official Cao said he had a calm mind and lived in a quiet place. Nothing happened here, let’s talk quietly about Qiu Shui.
The reed flowers hang quietly in the deep pool. 3. Famous quotes and poems about getting rid of bad luck
Time is like water in a sponge, as long as you are willing to squeeze, there is always some.
I seem to be a cow, eating grass and milking milk. In fact, there is no road on the ground, but when there are more people walking on it, it becomes a road.
If you read a book, it becomes a bookcase. What a genius, I spend all the time that others spend drinking coffee on working.
With a cold eyebrow and a thousand fingers, he bows his head and is willing to be a Ruzi Niu. Reading should be done with your eyes, mouth, heart, hands, and brain - Lu Xun's famous saying: Try your best to delete dispensable words, sentences, and paragraphs without any regrets.
-- Lu Xun's famous saying Tragedy destroys the valuable things in life for people to see, comedy tears up the worthless things for people to see. -- Lu Xun's famous sayings: Having local characteristics can easily become world-class.
That is to be noticed by other countries. --Lu Xun's famous saying: Writing novels, in the final analysis, is about writing characters.
The essence of the art of fiction is the art of creating characters. - Lu Xun's famous saying: The brave man raises his sword to the strong - Lu Xun's famous saying: Don't write hard when you can't write - Lu Xun's famous saying: Hope doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's like the road on the ground. In fact, there is no road on the ground. When there are more people, it becomes a road.
-- Lu Xun's famous sayings China itself will not move unless a big whip hits its back. --Lu Xun's famous saying: Use rogue means to deal with rogues, use rogue means to deal with rogues.
--Lu Xun's famous saying Hope is attached to existence. When there is existence, there is hope, and when there is hope, there is light.
--Lu Xun's famous saying: Young people can first turn China into a vocal China.
Speak boldly, proceed bravely, forget all interests and dangers, push away the ancients, and express your true words - Lu Xun Lu Xun's famous aphorisms The society worships celebrities, so they think their words are famous quotes. But he has forgotten the kind of knowledge or career for which he got his name - Lu Xun's famous sayings. Lu Xun's famous aphorisms are the essence. --Lu Xun's famous saying A drop of water, viewed with a microscope, is also a big world.
--Lu Xun's famous saying: It is always harder to transform yourself than to forbid others. ——Lu Xun When marching, there will always be people who retire, some who are abandoned, some who are decadent, and some who rebel. However, as long as it does not hinder the progress, the team will become a pure and elite team later on.
—— Lu Xun Just saying it won’t do, the important thing is to do it. ——Lu Xun Huge buildings are always made of wood and stone. Why don’t we make this wood and stone? I do little bits and pieces from time to time, just for this.
—— Lu Xun Empty talk is nothing that can be accomplished after a short period of time. It is always reflected in the mirror of facts and dragged away by its tail. ——Lu Xun Killing "now" also kills "future".
----The future is the era of descendants. ——Lu Xun Children need to be taught by others, and problems need to be treated by others, even if you are a teacher or a doctor.
But I’m afraid you have to make your own decisions about how to behave and deal with things. The good remedies that many people come up with are often nothing more than waste paper. ——Lu Xun Dissatisfaction is the upward wheel.
—— Lu Xun I do dissect others from time to time, but more often than not I dissect myself more ruthlessly. The first step of reform is naturally to clear away waste in order to create an opportunity for new life to be born.
Facts are ruthless things that can shatter empty words into pieces. A great mind should greet tragic misfortune with a smile and face all misfortunes with a hundredfold courage.
Think for yourself and make your own decisions. I understand the reason why a declining nation is silent. Silence, silence! If you don’t explode in silence, you will die in silence.
If you don’t have a hobby in reading, you won’t be able to read as much as you can. If you don’t read a lot of books first, you will be at a loss or lose your preference. Broad and then deep, broad and then specialized.
Comments and praises "Historical Records" as "the swan song of historians, a rhymeless Li Sao". Hope does not matter whether it is there or not. This is just like the road on the earth. In fact, there is no road on the earth. When there are more people walking on it, it becomes a road.
What is a road? It is trampled out from a place where there is no road, it is carved out from a place where there are only thorns. The first is survival, the second is food and clothing, and the third is development. If anyone dares to hinder these three things, no matter who he is, we will resist him and destroy him! It must be like a bee, gathering many flowers before it can produce honey. If it focuses on one place, the harvest will be very limited and dry.
Great achievements are directly proportional to hard work. Every time you work, you will gain. Over time, from less to more, miracles will be created. Life is measured in time. Wasting other people's time is equal to seeking wealth and killing, and wasting one's own time is equal to chronic suicide.
I’m afraid you have to make your own decisions about how to live your life. Many good remedies given by others are often nothing more than waste paper. Even if you are a genius, your first cry after birth will never be a good poem.
"No shame in being the last". Even if it is slow, it will not stop.
Even if he lags behind and fails, he can definitely achieve his goal. If you have true meaning, don't sugarcoat it, be less pretentious, and don't show off.
The poor will never have to worry about losing money when opening an exchange. How can the kerosene king know the hardships experienced by the old woman who collects cinders in Beijing? Underestimating the enemy is the easiest way to fail.
Chew on your own small joys and sorrows and regard them as the big world. When feelings are strong, it is easy to block beauty.
The moon is missing, the flowers are withered, and tears flow down their cheeks. I do dissect others from time to time, but more often than not I dissect myself more ruthlessly.
Those who are enlightened have always been oppressed, excluded, exiled and killed by insidious villains and mediocre masses. Chinese people are particularly vicious.
"Supplement to the Collection of Collections. Inch Iron" A warrior with a lonely spirit, although fighting for the people, often perishes for what he "does". Only then did they feel at ease.
"Huagai Collection. This and That"...Although there are writers who are good at exposing the dark side of society, I am afraid it is difficult for them to do it so concisely and profoundly. "If you don't scream, you will have a stone tomb on your head" actually includes the biographies of many revolutionaries and a history of the Chinese revolution.
"Sanxian Ji. Songs of Peace" I think that when love is successful, if one lover dies, it can only bring sorrow to the surviving one. However, when the revolution succeeds, even if the revolutionaries die, they can still bring excitement and even joy to the surviving people every year.
Only a revolutionary, whether alive or dead, can bring happiness to everyone. "Only Collection. Miscellaneous Thoughts of the Yellow Flower Festival" My previous attack on society was actually boring.
The society did not know that I was attacking. If it had known, I would have died without a burial place. ...I was able to escape because most of them were illiterate and did not know, and my words were ineffective, like an arrow shot into the sea.
Otherwise, a few mixed feelings will do. 4. Sad words or poems
Excellent work, please give me some face.
1. I originally thought that butterflies could not fly across the sea, because I thought that butterflies did not have the courage to fly across the sea. A few years later, I discovered that it was not that butterflies could not fly across the sea, but that the other side of the sea was gone. Waiting...
2. Secret love is like sugar, so sweet that it makes you sad
3. You must think of me happily. If you are sad because of me, then please forget me. ...
4. Some encounters between people are like shooting stars, which burst out with enviable sparks in an instant, but are destined to just pass by in a hurry.
5. The first time I laughed was because I met you, the first time I cried because you were not here, the first time I laughed and cried because I couldn’t have you!
6. I would rather laugh and cry than cry and regret.
7 Likes, but they may not be together, and not being together does not mean they can be forgotten.
8. There is a dead end ahead, but hope is around the corner.
9. Forget what you want to remember, remember what you want to forget.
10. It’s just giving up, don’t exaggerate loneliness. 5. Lu Xun's article mentioned spectators and described spectators
The most obvious image of "spectators" appears in "Showing the Public". The original text is attached: Showing the Public [1] A section of Xicheng in the Most Good District [2] There was no commotion on the road at this time.
Although the flaming sun has not yet shined directly, the sand on the road seems to be shining with light; the scorching heat is in the air, exerting the power of midsummer everywhere. Many dogs lolled out their tongues, and even the crows in the trees gasped with their mouths open - but of course there were exceptions.
There was a faint sound of two copper lamps (3) hitting each other in the distance, which reminded people of sour plum soup and gave them a vague chill. However, the interplay of lazy and monotonous metallic sounds made the silence even more intense. It's profound. There was only the sound of footsteps, and the coachman ran forward silently, as if he wanted to escape the scorching sun above his head.
"Hot buns! Just came out of the drawer..." A fat boy of eleven or twelve years old, with narrow eyes and a crooked mouth, shouted in front of a roadside shop.
The voice was hoarse and a little sleepy, like a hypnotic hypnosis for the long days in summer. On the old table next to him, there were twenty or thirty steamed buns, sitting coldly without any heat.
"Hey! The steamed buns are so hot..." Like a ball thrown hard against the wall and bounced back, he suddenly flew on the other side of the road.
Next to the electric pole, opposite him, facing the road, there were two people standing at that time: one was a thin-faced patrolman in a light yellow uniform with a knife, holding the end of the rope in his hand. The other end was tied to the arm of another man wearing a blue cloth coat and a white vest. The man wore a new straw hat, the brim of which drooped down over his eyes.
But the fat boy was short and when he raised his face to look, he caught the man's eyes. The eyes also seemed to be looking at his head.
He quickly lowered his eyes to look at the white vest, and saw some large and small words written line by line on the vest. In an instant, more than half of the circle was filled with spectators.
After the bald old man was added, there were not many vacancies, and they were immediately filled by a shirtless, fat man with a red nose. The fat man was too broad and took up the space between the two of them, so his penis could only be bent on the second floor and his head could be inserted between the two necks in front.
The bald man stood slightly opposite the white vest, bent down to study the text on the vest, and finally read: "Om, du, hum, eight, and..." But the fat boy saw The white vest was studying the shiny bald head, and he followed suit. All he saw was a shiny head with a patch of gray-white hair near the ears. Other than that, there wasn't much novelty about it. But an old woman holding a child in the back wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to squeeze in; the bald man was afraid of losing his position, so he stood up straight. Although the text had not been read yet, he had no choice but to look at the face in the white vest: half of the straw hat brim A nose, a mouth, a pointed chin.
Like a ball that was thrown hard against the wall and bounced back, a primary school student rushed up, holding down the snow-white cloth cap on his head with one hand, and walked straight into the crowd. Go in. But when he got to the third - maybe fourth - floor, he encountered something unshakable and great. When he looked up, there was a naked and wide back above the waistband of his blue trousers, and there was still sweat on the back. flow down.
He knew there was nothing he could do, so he had to walk right along the waistband of his trousers. Fortunately, he saw an empty space at the end with light shining through. Just when he lowered his head to dig in, he only heard a "what" sound. The buttocks below the waistband of his pants tilted to the right, the space was immediately blocked, and the light disappeared at the same time.
But not long after, the primary school student emerged from the patrolman's knife.
He looked around in surprise: there was a circle of people outside, the top one was wearing a white vest, opposite was a shirtless fat kid, and behind the fat kid was a shirtless fat man with a red nose.
At this moment, he vaguely understood the identity of the previous great obstacle, and he only looked at the red nose in surprise and admiration. The fat kid was originally looking at the face of the primary school student, so he couldn't help but follow his gaze and turned around. There was a very fat breast with some very long hairs near the nipple.
"What did he do?..." When everyone looked at him in astonishment, they saw a rough man like a worker, asking the bald old man for advice in a low voice. The bald man remained silent and just opened his eyes to look at him.
He was looked down at, and when he looked again after a while, the bald man still opened his eyes and looked at him, and it seemed that everyone else also opened their eyes and looked at him. He then became embarrassed as if he had committed a crime, and finally slowly backed away and slipped out.
An eldest son carrying an umbrella came to fill the gap; the bald man also turned his face to look at the white vest again. The eldest son bent down to admire the face in the white vest from under the drooping brim of his straw hat, but for some reason he suddenly stood up straight again.
So the people behind him had to stretch their necks as much as they could; one thin man even opened his mouth wide, like a dead bass. The patrolman suddenly raised his feet. Everyone was shocked and looked at his feet. However, he stabilized his feet again and looked at the white vest again.
The eldest son suddenly bent down again, trying to peek under the hanging brim of his straw hat, but he immediately stood up straight, raised one hand and scratched his scalp desperately. The bald man was unhappy because he first felt something was a little uneven behind his back, and then there was a buzzing sound next to his ears.
He frowned, and when he looked back, there was a black hand holding half a big steamed bun to his right and stuffing it into the mouth of a man with a cat face. He didn't say anything and went to look at the new straw hat in the white vest.
Suddenly, there was a thunderous blow, and even the fat man stumbled forward. At the same time, an equally fat arm stretched out from his shoulder, spread its five fingers, and slapped the fat kid on the cheek.
"So happy! Damn you..." At the same time, behind the fat man, there was a rounder fat face like Maitreya Buddha (4) saying this. The fat boy also staggered four or five steps, but did not fall down. He pressed his cheek with one hand and turned around, trying to get out of the gap next to the fat man's legs.
The fat man hurriedly stood up, tilted his buttocks, blocked the gap, and asked bitterly: "What?" The fat boy was like a little mouse caught in the trap, hurriedly After a while, he suddenly ran towards the primary school student, pushed him away, and rushed out. The primary school students also turned around and followed him out.
"Scared, this kid..." There are always five or six people saying this.
When he regained his composure, when the fat man looked at the face of the white vest again, he saw that the white vest was looking up at his chest; when he hurriedly lowered his head to look at his own chest, he only saw the space between the two breasts. In the depression between.