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Once again, I went to a side dish market. It's already winter. The sun is shining, but there is a damp smell in the air, like rows of clothes hanging on bamboo poles. Two children waddled underground, their cotton gowns were almost the same color, one like chopped pickles and the other like pickles. Each of them has a dark oil stain on his chest, just like Guan Gong has a beard on his chin. That precious color was really held out by both hands in a dark and greasy winter. It's sad to see it. It's still lotus in the mud when it's dirty. As for the blue color of blue cloth, it is the "national color" of China. The blue shirts that ordinary people wear in the street are mostly patched, deep and shallow, washed out by rain, and green is eye-catching. China is a country that can make up for the sky, and even the sky is Nuwa.
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Yu Guangzhong listened to the cold rain.
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On the ancient continent, thousands of families are like this. When I first came to this island 20 years ago, so did the Japanese-style tile houses. At first, it was dark, the city was covered with a huge piece of ground glass, and the shadows were elongated and deepened indoors. Then the cool water filled the space, and the wind whirled from every corner, and I could feel it. Every roof is covered with heavy breathing clouds. When it rains, I hear the lightest beat. Knocking on the guqin one by one, the delicate and dense rhythm has its own softness and kindness in monotony, which seems unreal and true. If the child is in the cradle, a familiar nursery rhyme wobbles and the mother sings nasal throat. Or in the Zeguo water town in the south of the Yangtze River, a large basket of green mulberry leaves was swallowed by countless silkworms, trivial and trivial, and the mouthparts were chewed around. As he spoke, he flicked and rapped, knocking on a rainy season intermittently, improvising from fright to Qingming, coldly playing elegies on scattered graves and singing hundreds of billions of watts.
Listening to the rain in old-fashioned houses, listening to Huang Meiyu, which has been raining in April, day and night, the ten-day month stretches, and the wet moss has been invading the root of the tongue and the bottom of my heart from the stone steps. In July, listening to the typhoon and rain beating blindly on the ancient roof all night, thousands of layers of boiling heat waves at the bottom of the sea were held hostage by strong winds, overturning the whole Pacific Ocean just to press down his low eaves, and the whole sea was rushing at his scorpion shell. Otherwise, it is. With the torrential rain coming in waves, the powerful electric pipa is very uneasy, and the fright of playing roof tiles is about to rise. Otherwise, the oblique northwest rain was obliquely brushed on the window glass, and the whip hit the wide banana leaves on the wall, and a cold wave poured over, and autumn filled the old courtyard.
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Zhang Kangkang's Peony Rejected
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So when you face the green peony garden, you can only try your best to imagine its fiery passion in the sunshine and warmth; Imagine its splendor and splendor in spring-peony blossoms like a thawed river, flowers bloom overnight and avalanches are earth-shattering. It is so wanton, so magnificent, so magnificent, so terrible. It has accumulated the essence of a whole year, and all this has happened vigorously in these short days. If you don't open it, you will spend all your money and eventually open a beautiful country.
You may have kissed those red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple petals in your dream, but at this moment, you must have created the first case in Weizi in your imagination, lotus smoke, velvet purple, Yao Huang ... Imagine the colorful auspicious clouds reflected by peony in the flowering period over Luoyang City; Imagine peony flowers trembling in the breeze and night dew; Imagine that trees and houses are dyed red with flowers; Imagine the grand occasion of "Flowers bloom for 20 days, and everyone in Luoyang is crazy" that lasted for 1000 years. Imagine giving you a disappointing memorial, giving you comfort and hope for the coming year. Peony has created mystery and perfection for itself-in the days without peony, you visited and peeped at peony's personality.
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He Qifang's tomb
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In the twilight of early autumn, Cui Yan's horizontal screen embraces a vast grassland, with evergreen cypress trees as canopies and winding Qingxi cold. Outside is the pattern field on the broken porcelain, adjacent to it. The golden ears of rice fluctuate with the strong waves, and the breeze exudes a mature fragrance. Dusk drowned the sound of grass insects and the wings of wild bees like sunset. The sunset that is going down the mountain is like a soft look.
Sleeping here is a beautiful soul.
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Liang Shiqiu's man
The first impression a man gives is dirty! Of course, among men, some are clean and completely clean, and even have greasy clothes, but generally speaking, men consume less soap and water. In a southern school, it is compulsory for students to take a bath, and the initial punishment for not taking a bath is to announce their names. Finally, they were forced to take a bath regularly and sent someone to watch them. But after playing for a long time, there is no floating in the autograph book. I don't know how to wash socks and handkerchiefs at any time, but they are often accumulated and hidden everywhere. When they are useless, I will choose cleaner ones from that pile of dirty things for emergency treatment. Some men's handkerchiefs are as hard to take out as the 100-fruit cakes made of earth ash. They are black, sticky and rich in content. Most men's feet seem to have a natural taste of kimchi, dried plums, sugar and garlic. The so-called "Wan Li stream". However, many men are afraid of hurting their vitality and don't even need a basin of water. Since the feet are so dirty, some "smelly husbands" like to dig back and forth on their feet and smell their fingers for fun! How many men wash their faces exclusively, and the frontier ignores them. After washing your face, the back of your hand can be kept moist. Some men don't start brushing their teeth until they get married. What's more, someone once patted them on the back in front of them, and a mouse fell out of the cuff! Apart from the irretrievable dirty appearance, a man's dirty is probably due to laziness.