Qian Wenzhong classic quotation statement

Qian Wenzhong classic quotation statement

1. History has already happened, and there is no “false”. Love asks "if" is largely a sign of avoidance, helplessness, cowardice, and embarrassment! Whether we accept or accept, like or dislike, history is not as if history is like this. This is the arrogance of history and our sadness!

2, life is not a theory, life is everything, every bill, every thanks, every move. We are the ones who live, not the footnotes and proofs of theory.

In the past 30 or 30 years, the material pursuit of our nation's long-term repression has been stimulated. It is a good thing to have money, but people are not happy because of this, but more people are not happy. The society has developed and people's living standards have improved, but we are getting harder and harder to laugh.

4, how can it be a small, how can it be a private, annihilating everything, no fire, it will never make up. The world has been cramped, and the end of the world is just a slap in the face, and it is forbidden to live in the heart. Even if it is really love, it is hard to escape. Feelings, if there is no blood in the heart, it is difficult to move, and it is finally bruised. Autumn is high again, and it is not high in the sky; it is sunny again, and it is not clear. The time is good, the life is like a flood of water, and it is dried up. my lover? They all say that the autumn is golden, but it only falls into the sky.

5, we need to study, reading is a life attitude, a way of existence, an aesthetic taste, a spiritual pursuit, a life sustenance, a realm of life.

6. How long have you waited for the meeting of meditation? Tonight, just for your smile, endless care, can not let go. Seeing you, through the window after the rain, the face is thin, how can you know that my heart is broken. Unable to clean up, the memory of the first side, the bottom of the heart, the soil, how to suppress the thoughts sprouts. The piano plays the nocturne, the spring is difficult, the throat is swallowing, the silk skirt is sweeping the ground, and your song is silky. The red wine in the cup has been ruined, and it is hanging on the wall. Don't disappear. In the night, I sent you away. When do you know when?

7, noble, I admire. Ordinary, I respect. Weak, I sympathize. I am afraid, I understand. However, don't expect me to accept hypocrisy, despicableness, underplay and shamelessness, not to mention that they are still wearing a noble coat!

8. You know, how long have you been waiting tonight? Can't tell, and stop the common sayings? A worry, how can you dissipate if you are worried about it? The night is thick, quiet, the wind blows the autumn leaves, and the mother-in-law. The flute sounded from the distant sky, I know, your lips pass Lanxin. Looking up, there are half a month left, and there are clouds, and I sigh freely. We only have a dream of gazing, more willingness, and never awake. How dare you hope in the afterlife? Made up in the sky, can you really hope for people?

9. Cover the tea cup that is getting colder, darken the lamp, pull down the curtains, smoke the new mountains and sink, love someone, and gently fall asleep. Sky dawn will turn into your blush, is Rhodiola loading into the bag? The place to go is so far high, but the prayers have moved your mind? The road to conversion is always long, embarrassing, and there is no end. The long head of the Buddha in the dust, straight to the horizon. Love, don't worry about turning the scriptures, wrong spells. The closer to the sky, the more human.

10, this is a prosperous world, material prosperity, high-rise buildings, famous cars, drunken gold fans; this is a troubled world, lack of spirit, human desires, low-pitched, high-spirited.

11. Life and death are transformed into engravings. The poor and the rich walk together. The teenagers and the elderly join hands. The benefactors go with the enemies. The civilians and the officials go together, smoothing the grievances and grievances, and burying the name of Lilu. When life dies, it feels fragile, and the family is cherished. It makes the world understand: get rid of it, lose your temptation, and be kind to yourself. When you are tired, you will be more kind to others. If you are tired, stop and rest.

12. Now, the propaganda of college students on the road to success is somewhat biased. Does this need to be adjusted? Is it worthwhile to advocate the screw of a harmonious society and strive to be a screw of a huge project? We really should reflect on publicity. In fact, a lot of college graduates will be screws in the future.

13, the most embarrassing is the autumn dew, even the autumn is also hurt. In the autumn, only the afterglow, between the rise and fall, overnight, there is a frost falling. From the sky, is it always cloud rain? Clear, crystal, but slightly cool and cool. Can you not think, how can the autumn dream be like spring? Less and more sorrows, only remember the sorrows of past life, smoothing a pattern. Love, did you see the flowers in the small courtyard have fallen? Just a lonely, how can you get through the autumn dew? How can you survive the autumn frost? Gone with the wind, mud, and smashed the heart.

14, life is not a theory, life is everything, every bill, every thanks, every move. We are the ones who live, not the footnotes and proofs of theory.

15. Some people criticized officials for "showing", yes, maybe they are actually "making a show." However, the "show" at the very least explains that they know what is good and what should be done; at the very least, they are a little bit awe-inspiring and fearful!

16, white dew, the rain of autumn night, stained the skin, has gradually pierced. Under the indus, the leaves are wandering, and the years that have passed away are like a cry. Rain, like a whip like a net, can you get away from the dust? My lover has spent all my thoughts. Can you see? Pedestrians cover their faces and can't tell who is, the wet rain, and the memory, whether it is vain happiness or heartfelt mourning. Flowing, can you not forget the river? Carrying us and covering the previous autumn.

17. No one likes a hypocrite, but it is hard to tolerate a real villain in a civilized society. At the very least, hypocrites know that civilization is good, and they are willing to install them. They will not die and have no scruples.

18. In this prosperous world, the nobleness gradually became a tombstone, and the faith gradually became a transaction. The ideal gradually became a joke, and the human heart gradually became a desert. how much longer? We will no longer have the spirit of tempering material desires, purifying the beliefs of the people, and all the beautiful flowers will be watered without water.