Shelling beaten track Command

The arrow is wound, the bullet is loaded, the sight is adjusted, the artillery is followed by the old command! Set! Put!!! Bang! A dense fog of smoke rose, just like the mushroom cloud exploded by the atomic bomb, which spread the whole sky rapidly. However, the solid city wall just collapsed a gap, and the fort in the camp suddenly emitted a flame, blocking our way forward. The cold arrows and bullets whistling in the slanting bayonet flew over the head. Some undetermined figures quietly retreated, reluctantly biting their blood lips and shedding painful sad tears all the way. Dear, are you afraid? Is that kind of huge pressure pressing you unable to breathe? I saw that your heart was suffering, and your eyes were strong and bleeding outward. On the other side of the warm and rainy south of the Yangtze River, your unyielding soul is struggling to Shout! Lamenting that the rigid thought is deeply rooted, and how long will it take for the everlasting Conservative rule? Old customs old ethics and old religious beliefs are still supported, and old ideas continue to be fulfilled. How can we keep up with the pace of the times? Ruthlessly stifle many beautiful new creatures. Do you know what we are like in the eyes of foreigners? He said that the Chinese were convinced that the past era was their golden age, which was a firm belief that no nation had ever had. We can see that the ancient saints respected by Chinese also talked about the ancients who were older than him with incomparable reverence. What are your opinions and opinions on this? Do you still shake your head and sigh: The world is going down, and people’s hearts are not old. Or is it more and more difficult to see the society? The rigidization of ideological and behavioral patterns has cast some firm guardians, criticizing the non-mainstream pure world in words and writing. Belittle and distort the true feelings, threatening to spit and scold the infatuated feelings like water. He would also guide the scenes of bloody Huashan Mountain break the West Lake water backflow. Maybe they never thought that Huashan Mountain would be split by an axe, let alone that Leifeng Pagoda would fall down eventually. The deafening scream from agilawood tore the thousand-year shady curtain covering thousands of miles of clear sky, making people truly see the bright dawn of human beauty. In fact, all the beautiful things are innocent and natural, and they are not carved, just like lotus in the water, fresh, bright, white and flawless. The world is so colorful, why do you insist on being the same? Fiber dust is composed of multiple elements, and love and beauty are more diverse. People have different ideological styles, but the social values that exist are the same. As the saying goes, spring flowers and autumn moon are full of colorful flowers and flowers, leading each other for hundreds of years. As long as the body and mind are happy and beautiful, as long as it is happy and happy, it is not enough for anyone to love, why should it be violently and strongly suppressed? Care about the conservative Ethics. If you don’t want to accept new things according to the rules, it will only hinder your progress and lag behind the rapidly developing society forever until you are eliminated and submerged in the long river of history. The decadent Qing dynasty was blind to exclusion and hatred for all foreign affairs, which led to the tragic destruction of seclusion. Imagine, if there were no reform and opening up, maybe you are still wearing gray and blue clothes now, holding the four great inventions of the long time to be complacent! Although the four great inventions are well-known in the world, we should carry forward this spirit instead of keeping it stagnant. The old thought is a cancer, which erodes the originally sober mind. The dull mood disorganized the root nerve recklessly, covering pairs of eyes that were unwilling to see the truth clearly. The step-by-step inertial thinking and stubborn conventions polluted the beautiful annual rings picked up in the morning and evening. The stiff face was written with ignorant taunt and the old coat of people. Are you still there waiting for your so-called Orthodox ethics? My friend, wake up quickly! Take off your heavy armor, let’s go into battle hand in hand and head for the colorful tomorrow. You see, you see, the new and new beautiful things ahead are waving to us frequently. Ready? Adjust the sight, prepare! Fire fiercely at the Conservative headquarters!!! Like (prose editor: Ke Er) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. 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Memento picking up of five

There was a madman in the neighboring village two miles away next door who often wandered around several nearby villages. The madman has a strong figure, a full face of beard, a thin face, a little yellowish, but his eyes are very vivid. Sometimes you can have a glance at you without any purpose, which makes you feel a faint fire. His clothes and trousers were rags, and he walked proudly on the street of the village. Without any warning, he suddenly shouted: oil cake is not fine grain….. What is oil cake? In the northern countryside, some places in Inner Mongolia and Shaanxi of Shanxi province, a crop millet is planted, which is one of the five cereals. The fruit produced by Millet is called Yellow Rice after peeling, the size is similar to that of millet, and the color is yellowish and sticky than that of millet. Northerners grind it into flour. After steaming with water, it will be made into a cake and fried in boiling oil, which is called oil cake. In the past. Because oil is precious, eating a fried cake is more difficult than eating a steamed bun with white flour. Only have a meal on important festivals such as weddings and funerals or New Year festivals. What is refined grains? Friends who had experienced the supply system and printed food stamps or even soap stamps deeply in their minds would naturally understand the meaning of the so-called coarse grains and refined grains. In the past era when everything was planned, the urban residents went to the grain depot to get grain by ticket quota every month, corn, sorghum, millet and so on were called coarse grains, and white flour rice was designated as fine grains. Although oil cakes are expensive as delicious food in rural areas, yellow rice is somehow classified as coarse grains, so the oil cakes made of natural yellow rice can be regarded as coarse grains. This is the reason why oil cakes are not refined grains. As for why crazy people always shout this sentence loudly, nobody knows except him. Sometimes when walking in the alley, there was no reason to give a sentence. After shouting, the ending sound of the grain character was still echoing in the alley, and there was a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, it seemed that he was laughing at something faintly. The corner of his eyes seemed to sweep over you, and then turned to the high place far away, ignoring others’ eyes, he swaggered and disappeared at the corner of the street. On the street, he sometimes stopped at the place where people were sitting and chatting, but he looked to the sky through a distance of more than ten steps without looking at others. He looked a little lonely and lonely, it seemed to be listening to other people’s words, and it seemed to be meditating alone again, with words in his mouth. When all the people were talking happily and proudly, he suddenly made a high-pitched sound of oil cake which was not a fine grain, and his voice spread over the village. The lingering sound was not over, and the mysterious and contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again. He waved his sleeves and stepped away in the astonished eyes of all. I remember at that time, when he passed by, although our children loved to be lively, they didn’t dare to approach him when they saw him. They only looked at him from a distance and felt inexplicable panic in their hearts. It was said that he used to be a blacksmith. He did a good job, was tall and tall, and lived a good life. During the Cultural Revolution, he didn’t know who he offended. He was criticized and humiliated by the young revolutionary general. His wife divorced him and left with his children. He couldn’t stand the stimulation, so he went crazy. I don’t remember, I don’t know when the cry of oil cake is not refined grains can no longer be heard. Presumably, he is no longer alive. The name of the madman can still be remembered clearly now. His name is Zhang Ji. Later, after the land contract, the rural people could slowly eat. Eating a meal of oil cake is no longer a new thing. Some old people didn’t like the way that young people didn’t cherish food, so they chatted aside, but no one answered, so they had to sigh by themselves against the wall with a stick: these days, the oil cake is really not a fine grain! Several years later, Brother Sharp’s eyes seemed to sweep the whole China. The first time I saw Brother Sharp on the Internet, the moment his ruthless eyes penetrated my soul, another pair of long-lost eyes with a little contempt and ridicule appeared in front of me again, how similar their eyes are! It makes me suddenly feel the reincarnation of the world. Crazy Zhang Ji, he is in another world, maybe his spirit is really free. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…