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My eyes represent my heart


My eyes represent my heart


When I am angry, please look into my eyes, you will see that anger is consuming my heart. When I am happy, please look into my eyes, you will see happiness in front of my eyes, when talking to each other, look straight The other's eyes are seen as a way of respecting each other, because the eyes are the windows of one's soul, and the eyes represent the heart of one.

The mountains are continuous, the birds are extinct, and the criss-crossing paths are lonely. The crazy reeds are overgrown on both sides of the path, between the secluded heavens and the earth, only in the depths of the white riverside, sitting alone in the old fishing, " Thousands of mountains and birds are flying, and thousands of people are gone. This is the old man in Liu Zongyuan’s poems. I looked at his eyes, covered with bloodshot eyes, giving people a feeling of vicissitudes. I saw something deep-- lonely. So I kept looking at the eyes of the old man. In addition to trying to figure out the feelings that the old man was being placed on, in the vagueness, I seemed to see Liu Zongyuan. He looked at me not far away. I seemed to see the "squeaky" Xiaoshi. Tan, saw his helplessness and bitterness.

I saw him bravely killing the enemy on the battlefield, the back of the invincible, the blood on the battlefield splashed, the corpse was everywhere, his eyes were filled with blood, but he did not hesitate, he bravely went forward, arrogant, ambitious With the spirit and courage of the king, until the Wujiang River is self-defeating, it is only to prove the kingliness of "this day is the death of me, the crime of non-war." "Life is a great person, and death is also a ghost. Now Xiang Xiang Yu, refused to cross Jiangdong." Singing Li Qingzhao's praise to him, so I slowly saw Li Qingzhao came to my eyes, her eyes filled with tears. In tears, there is a strong name - Xiang Yu.

"Thirty merits of dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons", standing in the history of the death of a famous star - Yue Fei. Regardless of personal safety, I was only interested in serving the country. I saw the attachment in his eyes. But in the era when the king was ignorant and treacherous, he faced the secrets of various villains. I saw the endless anger and noness in his eyes. The generous words of the lawsuit; and when the blood of the strong man dyed the villain's abacus, he jumped into the trap of knowing that he could not jump, and I saw him too much helplessness and unwillingness. I think Yue Fei is looking at me not far away. I also looked at him. I saw that his bloodshot eyes were a little tired, filled with a brave and conscientious general who chose to humiliate his mission. More unwilling and resentful, but he suddenly smiled, his eyes like a crescent, I saw through the bright pupils the mission that history gave him - "sincerely loyal to the country."

The historical figures are nothing more than a pair of clear and bright eyes, perhaps tired, perhaps sad, but enough to let you know their vast inner world, because the feelings in the eyes are always the most real feelings, the exchange of eyes It is always the most real communication between people.

So, when you look into my eyes and read my eyes, you are actually reading my heart.

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