The roc rose with the wind one day and soared to 90000 li.
I'm Yidao …………………………………………………………………………… 27
Success came as scheduled. People came to me with my high voice and my rhythm. They confirmed the beauty of a dream with the attitude of looking up and powerful hands.
We stand together because of the same belief: smiling face is the reason why I continue to move forward; Cohesion is my power to fight in the sky.
His life span is as long as this world. His virtues shine like the sun and moon..
I am …………………………………………………………………………… 59
Rainstorm washes the world
I stand proudly on the top of the mountain near the sun, with iron like bones and eternal ideals
I never cried, although the lightning was cold, melting the dream and tearing the light
I don't know how to avoid, so I let the wind and rain hurt me like a knife
Let me beat the wind and waves to the sky
Struggling, overlooking everything
Here, I will fly to my holy city like a hero
There is pure white and pure light
, or even longer, the journey of the walker is only for this scenic spot. Raise your head, I am!
Topic
A single spark can start a prairie fire.
Yidao Tribe
Now is the harvest season for all things. When we go out, we can see her colorful colors and hear her wonderful movement. The spark brings us infinite warmth. The heat flow is like the newborn sun, rising step by step to our heart.
Touching the endless growth rings and the vicissitudes of time, let the wind dry the eternal memory, give us quiet and comfortable warmth, and let our stories become the constant theme in life.
A thought shock, let it stand at a high point.
A creative soul, let it lock the reincarnation of life.
A spiritual insight enables us to have the penetration of the universe.
Finally one day, it walked in the sky of its soul, stood at the source of its hometown, lit the heart lamp, and created its own tribe.
Long wind and waves, straight cloud sail.
Yidao Shiyuan ………………………………………………………………………………… 79
The train of life keeps moving towards the holy city in the distance. Along the way, more and more people join the train and become our companions. Many teachers who have been to the headquarters remember their priorities: priority for morning reading, priority for hand and brain exercises, priority for trial classes... I believe these moments will leave an eternal imprint in every teacher's heart.
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Timeline ………………………………………………………………………………… ninety-eight
Postscript ………………………………………………………………………………… one hundred
Postscript
How can it be so cold
Let the tears of five years solidify into ice
Look at the dilapidated cottage
Old Du chanted:
"Thousands of buildings will be built here, and all the poor people in the world will be happy."
This warm blood is enough to melt the snow and melt the ice
How can the world be so enthusiastic
How can it be so lonely
Five years of tempering has absorbed the sound of the whole world
Look up
Quietly
But it has the power to shock people
It's a delusion to be a dead horse on the battlefield
Fortunately, the snow is sentimental
Put on clothes for homeless souls
Some people watch the red plum trees and snow covered snow
What you see is that the faint fragrance is cold and painful
Love or hate
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