Mao Zixin: Youth Ferryman

Beijing Second Foreign Language Institute Chengdu Middle School Ninth Grade Mao Zixin

And try the new fire new tea, poetry wine takes time.

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On the other side of the other side, there is no wind and rain and freeness. It is the tranquility of Jiang Hai to send the rest of his life, and it is the courage to try the new fire. You are holding a small boat, accompanied by me to the other side, and you write the poem wine while you are over the years. It's you, Su Shi.

The rain was silent, with hazy and poetic, but it seemed to block my slim future. Sit on the bed and infusion. Looking at the drop of the medicinal solution, the bottle was gradually left in the bottle. Is the time left for me gradually flowing? It is not cured, it is too long to suffer from allergic diseases. In addition to infusion and drinking Chinese medicine all day, it is learning and tears. I can never keep up with the learning progress, the liquid that will never be lost, and yells at me again and again: you have lost this life.

But you say that the bamboo sticks are lighter to the horse. The breeze is elegant, and it is always known for people. In the moonlight, it is a sentence that is in view of the eyes: return, there is no wind and rain or sunny. The storm is also attentive. I no longer panic and irritability and entrust myself to you thousands of years ago.

You listen to the sound of wind and rain, and the sound of the forests, the bamboo sticks and the shoes, walking in the cloud smoke, and it is not surprising to see me fall. I asked me to follow. You will always be so calm and calm. But you say that Xiaozhou has passed away, and Jiang Hai sent the rest of his life. You tell me the few days of spring and autumn, either the wind, or the officialdom. Just like me who was born before. Now that you are degraded, you should not be depressed, just because you can have Baiyun's understanding, and the breeze will send love.

I said I was afraid that I could no longer reach the top of the mountain, and you said you don't have to worry. You are in the Huangzhou River, and you are here for the fifth. Fresh clothes and horses and wind smokes are only one cut. But you have never been depressed, but you have the hands of countless pinhole. But you say that there are thousands of families in the smoke and rain, and poetry wine takes time. Yelang wind is quiet, you instructed me not to give up, to be born to the sun.

You are in the remote poverty of Huangzhou, quiet and dusty in your heart, and taste "the taste of the world is clear"; you are in the wind and rain room of Huizhou, and you are elegant and leisurely in your heart. After the Hangzhou West Lake, his heart is firm and quiet, and you chant "the light makeup is always suitable." You have never given up, but instead sending affection in landscape poems; you have never shrank, but instead of going up against travel and born to the sun.

You say that if you get a disease, you can cure it, you don't have to be extremely extreme. The flavors of all people are suffering, but they can also taste fragrance. You handed me a cup of tea for me, saying that life is like this. What I was afraid of was the passage of time, and what I was afraid of was no longer standing on the top of the mountain, but this was the courage to break through the world. You say, and try the new fire and the new tea, the poem wine takes time. What we need to go up against travel is hard work and persistence.

Epiphany, why is it ridiculous because of a small illness. The hearts of people are really vast, and they have the courage to move all the way. Poetry wine takes time, I realize your words -you should not waste youth, and do not cause a lifetime for a lifetime.

Mingyue Qingfeng, I am so reborn, so brave. You cross me to the other side, walk with me on the other side of the bluestone slabs.

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