The winter of 2009. Northern China has been overwhelmed by the number of schools from the crazy snow and bridges. Carbazole collapse in Hong Ta's voice, how many pairs of eyes are facing the ever-increasing confusion filled the heart of regret to their homes where the snow. Our home is still sunny Changjiang scenic. We are fortunate to grow in the earth blessed the space of 18 latitude, in winter there are picturesque in the spring.
As of today's fashion, writing for the web pulling the earth, and turned the sky. I have [I phone] of my article where I described all of the telecommunications era embarrassed. For online reading, but also the encouragement of the many literary friends only ventured to the Internet. First visit website click of a mouse, to honor a Changjiang in Hainan edition after another rain rainbow reading the [Changjiang Why are you so bitter], [Changjiang people Why are you so ugly], [Changjiang, why do not the future], etc. several articles masterpiece. Heading into eyes let me very shocked, "bitter," "ugly," "no future" and so shocking words, as if to see the late Mr. Bo Yang, the mantle of Taiwan, reincarnated in the body of rainbow rain. Read the full text of Mr. know the rainbow is not a simple title, after all, the party is out of Dances style and no substance, he seems well prepared, if the situation stems in the throat, straight spit out, really a sentimentalist. His writing is sharp and beautiful language, still in the calm and gentle in a scalpel dissect someone else's body. Blade with a drop, each knife is stabbed into our pain, cut Rugu Sui, streaming with blood. Wave extreme truth in meditation and good combination of punches in the braid, highlights the cavalier's Brave Heart, publicity wise talk of men of letters, and a pass on the usual sensational preacher.
At that time I thought, Who exactly is Mr. rainbow. Changjiang Road, face to face with the bitter, exposing the ugly, do not talk about the future, not only courage, the fact that the testimony should be enough, but more noble and moral conscience. The problem that big on the large, as large as the current manifestation of the Chinese community in the Changjiang, said that small to small, small as a village in an alley Changjiang a shrine. May first have to understand, in the Changjiang Changjiang now the eyes of the position and weight, which is home to comment on the premise of others, do not understand and respect other people's feelings, would be difficult to listen attentively to their views. Second, use a pair of eye since ancient times to see the changes and development of the Changjiang, especially after the reform and opening up Hainanjianxing Changjiang pace and results achieved.. Instead of "rather critical," the perceptual to generalized. Furthermore, the status of human life from the Changjiang and mental outlook to find the truth. Hearsay, Seeing with one eye, in order to draw conclusions of evidence would be contrary to reason. As the famous novelist Mr. Liu Xinglong said: "the matter is, we are willing or unwilling to align their own whip torture breast."
Each of us, without exception, a student wrote, "my lovely home," the essay. Since the fall to earth opened my eyes to see him accept this piece of land. No matter where we go have a knife cut right through the complex. Home is not a symbol, but a deep-rooted traditions and culture. Taiwanese poet Yu Kuang-chung, in the years of his life spent in mainland China did a few days, but the love of his hometown on the mainland, and love, in the political gap between the different space-time block in phrenic, a "nostalgia" over the Taiwan Strait, plucked the number of Chinese compatriots on flesh and blood of heart. Generations prostrate at the Changjiang Changjiang milk sucking Aboriginal people, and discussed between the opening and closing is not the dust, doomed to love his home. Of course, we do not know how many people are not in their own home on the night a man of God to be quietly walked free air travel. How many hasty still indistinct, but after the unspeakable years. After all, home is always covered in the calendar years of his life stand forever.
So, when Mr. rainbow web text a sharp, loving home Changjiang will not remain silent, the war of words roaring. Around the truth and fallacy, reality and the future, ugly and beautiful, bitter and happiness, and meditation frank publicity to show off. Like the sky in the network and neutron particles hit each other, sparks radiance of wisdom, the truth about the sound of scales in the Judgments shaking.
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