educators must have faith in education, such as the Zion to his God. I reprimand that class of education as a means! I exhorted the class of education as the utilitarian! I wish we all work hard to make the people believe in education.
because of the limited life, if we can have such a clear dream night and night, then one day, the foot of two days, over fifty years, enough to reach the age of one hundred; so cheap things, really fell. As for the "pain and happiness" in my dream, according to my opinion, after all, it is "bitterness" in the dream.
in this year, the more the opportunity for people to do music, more and more, do not care to wait until the festival in the year; so the plot of the year back and forth, like the past, hot and crazy things, afraid of the memories of the elderly, the imagination of children in the presence of.
the top and bottom of the cabin are hung with colored lanterns; the number of lights, the brightness, and the color of the Su Su are thick and obscure. But it always gives you a light. This lamp is really the most hooked thing. When the night came down, lights were lit on all the boats. The yellow, yellow astigmatic light from the double glass was reflected, and a hazy mist was fainted; through the mist, in the dark and dark water, the fainous fany. In this mist and mist, who can not be introduced into his fond dream, listening to the intermittent intermittent oars? There are too many dreams. How can these ships be able to afford them?
the most lively time is the sound of cicadas on the trees and the frogs in the water; but the liveliness is their, and I have nothing.
At the junction of the two continents of Eurasia, there is a certain road of Chinese artistic conception in a certain way. The mountain is high and steep, and it does not see many peaks, such as a large screen cut into it. The car was walking down the mountain along the river; the river bank was also high and steep, and the water seemed to fall suddenly. From the top of the mountain to the river, it is a neat two stack. Except for those songs, these miles are neat. Although neatly is the advantage of the west, it is similar to Chinese landscape poetry or landscape painting. There was a narrow canoe in the river. A man sat slowly paddling, and the boat and people were all gray.
after coming North, I do not know how to dream every night. But I am a new upgrade. Even though I dream of doing it, I can not do a clear dream. Night dreams are confused, and waking up is lost. The most embarrassing thing is that every morning will wake up, the remnants of the dream, greasy and greasy, suddenly eyes open, such as a deep valley, all the silent - only a corner of the sun on the wall wait! I will never get up at this time, and I will think carefully to recover my dream in case; but I can not think of it, but it seems to miss something. Even so, there is one thing to know: the heaven and earth in the dream are free, you roam, and you soar, but when you open your eyes to the dense rope, it is greatly different!
in the east wind, the drizzle that passes over my face, the stars and stars, is the fluff of spring.
I think the woman of art is the first to have her gentle air; to listen to the ruffling of the melodious, like the fragrance of the roses, like lying on the thick carpet of velvet. She is like a dense water, like a smoky light that envelops us; how can we not be pleased with admiration? This is from her movements; one step, one step, a waist, a sideburns, an eye, a low head, and even the slight dance of clothes, the dances of the skirt, such as the flow of honey, the breeze, how can we not be glad to admire it?
there are only floating winds, only distant ones. The fundus is all the world, and the root is all the world.
the district is a strip of water, but separate two people. But when it comes to art, there is a winning place on both sides of the Strait. We may say that the whole city of Paris is an art city. The former said that the "Six Dynasties" vegetable merchants had smoke and water vapor. You see the park, the streets, some water spray, some statues, the museum is everywhere, the exhibition is often open; they are almost as breathing air as breathing art gas, and naturally it is elegant.
a small round face, such as the opening of peach and plum flowers; (Tagore) without a smile on his face, but with a faint spring light, like a flower house filled with honey.
along this side of the coast, there are peach trees and willows planted in different places. When spring comes there is a lively dream.
the change of the year in the south is not what people think. At first, I knew his tracks; I didn't know anything about it for half a year. How on earth did he live the fierce wind? What I am singing is here. I said the sea, he is a small wave on the sea; I have said the forest, he is just a little bird in the forest. Forgive me, excuse me, where do I go to find you?
a Chinese who did not live in summer in Europe, when he went to Holland in the early summer, he felt like a new autumn. The pale sky, the silent field, the train walking, like nobody cares. At the end of nowhere, a half windmill was seen and moved. It was like an iron hand to the sky.
it is impossible to learn literature and not to memorize it, especially poetry. A high school liberal arts student, rather than swallowing or reading ten poems, is not as careful as to recite three hundred poems.
When you wash your hands, the days pass from the water box; when you eat, the days pass by in your bowl. When I was aware of his haste, and when he stretched out his hand, he passed by the hand of his arm; when I was in bed when it was dark, he stride over me and flew away from my feet. When I opened my eyes and saw the sun, it slipped away for a day. I covered my face and sighed. But the shadow of the new days began to flash in the sigh.