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In our daily life, we all have the experience of writing compositions, which we are all familiar with. The composition requires a complete text structure, so it is necessary to avoid an endless composition. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following is what I collected for you. There are also interesting compositions here. Welcome to share.

There are also interesting things here. 1 cold window studied hard for ten years in order to gain fame and fortune or serve the country once. Books are the ladder of human progress, and books are also fun. "Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely" is self-satisfied, and the great ambition of "being a hero and dying as a ghost" is also reflected in Wen Tianxiang's "Who has never died since ancient times? Li Bai's faint sadness of "looking up and finding the moonlight, bowing his head and homesick" leads us to appreciate the heroic spirit and understand the long history and culture.

As soon as you open the book, you can sing poems about the moon and talk about life with the ancients.

What did Einstein invent in the last century? Why did Newton discover gravity, and how did Beethoven create an immortal movement? ..... all these need us to explore from books. A great man once said, "Books are the spiritual food for human beings" and "Books open the door to knowledge".

When I opened the book, I heard the voice of a great man.

It is true that "the book has its own golden house". Not only that, books are our bosom friends. When you are unhappy, the hilarious jokes on the bookshelf and the solutions to your troubles will all come at you. You may be confused, but you are more gratified. When I opened the book, a cool breeze came to my face and all my troubles were swept away. The same is true when you are sad. It seems that the book is not only full of knowledge, but also an understanding "little guy"!

"From books, I learned the wisdom of interpersonal communication." Indeed, books led us to swim in the ocean of knowledge, made more progress and gained more knowledge. Although we are not proficient in astronomy and geography, we can still occupy a place among many intellectuals and know how to treat people.

Books are like a ship, leading us to the ocean of knowledge. Books are like a lamp, illuminating the road of life for us. Is there anything interesting in the book? Haha, look, too!

There is fun here, too. The bell rang at the end of the robot simulation competition.

We rushed to the teacher and asked for the score. As a result, we only got 55 points.

I sat listlessly in the chair. My brain stopped thinking and went blank. Why ... no way! No way! No way! We have changed the machine hundreds of times, but why is it still out of order? Doesn't what we changed have any effect? I'm going crazy.

I was not persuaded and decided to try again. Put the machine on the field carefully first, and then let the teacher time it. Forty-five seconds later, the machine continued to "crash" like a stupid bear. Just as he got on the bridge, his fat body got stuck on the small bridge and couldn't get on.

Oh, my god, the chain fell off at the critical moment. What's wrong? Alas, the efforts just now fell short.

After learning from a painful experience, after discussion, we decided to start with the problem of being stuck and prepare to lose weight with our teammates. This is a big project. I carefully observed "Fat Man" and found that the boards on both sides were too wide. I removed the decorative board, directly removed the walls on both sides, and replaced the Dalian connector with a small connector. After repeated experiments, the weight loss plan succeeded! The bear ran smoothly on the bridge and never got stuck again. Great! It worked! Yeah!

Since then, the success rate of our robot on the bridge has been greatly improved. In the end, many things happen and we won the third place in the world championship in the United States.

I enjoyed the joy of success by modifying the machine. So there's something fun here, too.

There is fun here, too. When Mr. Lu Xun was a child, he played in the Herbal Garden and found his own pleasure in the boring life. I also found my own pleasure in the Woods of my hometown.

In my childhood memory, that small forest always attracts me to recall, and the new things inside make me unforgettable.

In spring, there are all kinds of wild flowers in the Woods. They scrambled to climb out of the soil, tender and green, big and full. Some two or three plants get together, and some dozens get together to compete for beauty! With the warm spring breeze as partners, they could not hold back their enthusiasm, showed their dexterity and started dancing. Some faces are red, as if they are shy because they can't dance well; Some small flowers are very low-key, always burying their heads, unwilling to compete with other flowers for spring, but attracting many small partners with their unique fragrance. The partners got together and I don't know who told a joke. Everyone laughed their heads off, and some even fell to the ground.

In summer, the Woods are more lively.

Rain always comes in time, and it begins to rain. A gust of wind blew, and the leaves rustled, like a performer's cheerful song. The wind couldn't help laughing, and the flowers swayed in the rain, enjoying the rain and dew. Looking up, a black cicada lay motionless under the leaves, listening carefully to the grand concert. Everything is full of fun here and now.

Walking in the Woods, I listened quietly, and the breeze brushed my face, bringing a little coolness. Close your eyes, as if flowers and trees are smiling.

Autumn is coming, pick a ripe fruit from the tree to eat; When winter comes, you can ambush and catch birds in the snow like Mr. Lu Xun. Every moment is full of fun.

Ear seems to hear the laughter of childhood, happiness in my heart, sweet. Flowers, grass, cicadas, trees, birds-they are all my friends. They have brought endless fun to the small forest belt and also brought endless fun to me!

There is fun here, too. Candlelight flickering, holding a spoon … Wait, this is not me, definitely not! I hate cooking. Every time my mother comes out of the kitchen, she always smells more or less of oil smoke ... it's like daydreaming for me to cook.

I used to hide when I saw the kitchen. My mother always patted me on the shoulder and said meaningfully, "Baby, you should learn to be independent!" " "

Every time I hear this, I always pout, shake my head like a rattle, and then run to watch TV with a smile. Leaving only my parents in the same place, I can only shake my head in distress situation ... in this way, learning to cook seems to be something I will never touch.

until one day ...

Tired parents drag their tired bodies home at night.

After a simple wash, dad came to the sofa, made a cup of tea, turned on the computer and went on working. On the other hand, my mother took a break and went into the kitchen to cook dinner ... Although they were tired all day, they didn't complain, let alone feel tired, in order to create better conditions for me.

Outside, in the chimney on the roof, smoke billows, reflecting the afterglow of the sunset, dancing in the air with the sunset like wisps of golden rosy clouds. ...

It suddenly occurred to me that all the dinners were cooked by my mother. Since she can stand the smell of lampblack, why don't I try to help my mother share some? Do you want my mother to work hard all day and go home to wait on me at night? Chairman Mao once said, "Do it yourself and have plenty of food and clothing".

I thought about it, and immediately ran into the kitchen and pushed out the puzzled mother. Then, I seriously asked Du Niang ...

After a long century, delicious dishes are finally out of the pot. Through my own efforts, I overcame my dislike of the kitchen and looked at the dishes. Although the taste is not very good, it is not good-looking, but I still have a feeling of joy when I look at the gratified smile on my parents' faces. My heart is like an overturned honey pot.

I would like to spare a third of my life and give it to time, just to learn how to cook, to honor my parents and to feel unusual fun in this dusk.

There is fun here, too. This road is my only way every day, as always. Every day when I look up, I see tall buildings of reinforced concrete, and people come and go, passing by. As everyone knows, a chance encounter found that there is happiness here.

During that time, there were very big security holes in my study. For example, a super black hole swallowed up my test scores, which led to a sharp decline in my test scores. That morning, as usual, the same backpack, the same traffic lights, the same sidewalk, everything was so simple and boring.

With heavy steps, I stepped into the overpass and thought about how to solve the exam next week.

That morning, as usual, non-motor vehicles were walking, and I saw an old couple wearing warm coats and cotton trousers and shoes. They talked and laughed as if they were discussing something. I walked past them, pricked up my ears to listen to what they were saying and looked at their direction.

At present, the scenery is magnificent, a piece of Huang Cancan. That's the deep sea of wind Suzuki. These trees have blossomed. Although they are not big, Suzuki's group is very eye-catching. This kind of flower only blooms in early spring. Inadvertently, the footsteps of spring come quietly. Occasionally, the wind blows, a wind Suzuki dances with the wind, golden wings shine in the sun, flowers fall, and there is silence.

I turned my eyes to the old couple. The old man took the iPad and said to the old woman, "You stand there and I'll take a picture of you." The old lady leaned against the fence with this piece of wind Suzuki behind her. After filming, grandma leaned over to grandpa and gestured at the photo. The two of them are talking and laughing, and they are happy. I smiled and left.

I feel much happier walking on the road. When I come back, I will write it down, make up my mind, study hard, live up to it and never give up.

Every life is incomplete, there is no need to make too many comparisons, every life is happy, there is no need to make complete unity, natural selection, not necessarily the survival of the fittest, and accept the whole process of happiness calmly!

There is fun here, too. In life, as long as you are good at observing, you will find fun everywhere.

During the summer vacation, my parents had something to go out and decided to send me back to my hometown for a week, which was undoubtedly a great blow to me. My hometown is a pure countryside. Going there is to bid farewell to intelligent information.

My hometown is surrounded by mountains on three sides, facing south, and in front of it is a field where several streams are mixed together. For the first two days, I cried repeatedly. Until the third day, I took a carefree attitude to kill this life, and I found pleasure.

In the morning, what woke me up was no longer the alarm, but the cries of a group of lively birds. Open the window, and a cool breeze blows against my face. Get up and take a walk in the field. Surrounded by green plants and vegetables, it is pleasing to the eye. Grass and flowers grow very strong, all over the ground. I really can't stand stepping on small flowers and plants. It's very comfortable to walk around.

At noon in summer, the sun is shining and there is no such thing as air conditioning. The back hill is a natural "air-conditioned room". At this time, people always go to the back hill to enjoy the cool. The old man sat in a chair, fanning the wind leisurely with a cattail leaf fan, and the children played around the pool. Strangely, the temperature of this mountain forest is indeed much lower than that outside, and it is a veritable "air-conditioned room". Maybe this is the charm of nature.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the farmers began to cultivate. I went to the field with my grandfather and found that there were many bugs around the field. I caught them one by one and called out their species names. I said to my grandfather, "I am awesome." Grandpa smiled and grabbed a grass: "Guess what this is?" I looked at it and shook my head. "Silly boy, this is a grain of rice!"

Take out the recliner at night and sit at the door looking up at the sky. I lamented that such a beautiful sky was not found in the city. The sky full of stars is above my head, listening to the symphony of crickets and frogs in my ear, closing my eyes to recuperate and falling asleep unconsciously in the cool wind.

In fact, as long as you observe and experience patiently, those places you thought were boring can also have unlimited fun.

There is fun here, too. Life is full of fun everywhere, but it lacks a pair of eyes to find fun.

I am a jujube tree. Jujube trees growing on the edge of the cliff. When I was lush, a photographer found me, so I was soon known to everyone.

Some people also came to see me specially, only to hear their feelings: "This jujube tree is really retribution, growing in such a steep place on the edge of the cliff."

Yes, that's right. When I was a young seedling, I always complained about the unfair fate and unequal treatment. I complain that the terrain here is too steep and not as safe as the flat earth; I complain that there are no similar people here, so I'm lonely and bored. I complain that there is insufficient nutrition here and the growing environment is particularly difficult. ...

However, as the days passed, I grew up slowly. I find it fun here, too.

I am tall and far away, and I can see more beautiful scenery. I prefer to "once I climb to the top of the mountain and peek, I will see that other mountains are short under the sky." ; Opposite me is a waterfall, which flows thousands of miles and is magnificent. Whenever the sun is shining, the rainbow builds a bridge here. It is no wonder that "the mountains and rivers are beautiful and countless heroes are bent over"; Every morning, birds will sing on my branches, wake me up from my deep sleep and usher in another brand-new sun.

Nature gives me happiness, and I try my best to repay them. Every morning, when the dew is still shining on my branches, birds will rest on my branches. I'm happy to give it some dates to commemorate its parents or take care of its children. Autumn has come, and the strong but dignified wind is blowing to me. My leaves suddenly "swoosh" and compose the most beautiful songs in the world with the sound of birds and waterfalls, which have been spread far away. ...

When God closes a door for you, he will also open a window for you. Nature treats everything equally. As long as we face adversity squarely, overcome it and have the eyes to find pleasure, the joy in life is actually everywhere.

There is fun here, too. In the journey of life, you will often encounter unpleasant things. Frustration makes us more tenacious and brave.

We grew up like flowers in a greenhouse, being cared for and growing up without any injustice. Parents' teaching and teachers' inculcation accompany us to grow up.

Originally, I thought that as long as something was expensive, I would choose it. So although my parents said the items were not suitable, I stubbornly asked my parents for them at that time. Under my repeated torture, my parents bought it for me.

Later, I realized how stupid I was, and I did whatever I wanted under the doting of my parents. Realizing my mistake, I tried to remedy it, and began to try to help my parents share the housework and do something that I could.

Segment 1: That day, my mother told me that she was going out to buy some food and daily necessities and told me to stay at home. As soon as I heard it, I replied, "I'll go, too." She hesitated and agreed. In this way, we embarked on a journey out. I remember my mother bought a lot of things that day, but she couldn't carry them. I offered to help her with it, but my mother said it didn't matter. I'll do it myself. But as usual, I asked my mother what I had, and she agreed. I said, "I'll get these." She said, "Is that okay?" I said "of course". On the way home, we talked and laughed, and this feeling has never been seen before.

The second paragraph: One day, my parents were not at home, leaving me to play computer. I'm a little thirsty. I'm going to find some fruit to eat. Seeing the housework that my mother didn't have time to finish at home, I suddenly became interested and turned around. Do you want to make a big transformation at home? Just do it, so I'm busy. I don't know how long I have been busy. My parents came back to see me sweating. They laughed. That smile is different and full of affirmation. This is the most beautiful smile I have ever seen.

From a naughty and willful me, I became a person who shared with my parents and grew up in the process of sharing.

I find pleasure in helping others. The passage of time has taught me to cherish.

There are also interesting things here. In the journey of life, we often encounter unpleasant things. Frustration makes us more tenacious and brave.

We grow like flowers in a greenhouse, we are taken care of, and we can't tolerate any grievances. Parents' teaching and teachers' exhortation are accompanied by our growth.

Originally, I thought that as long as it was expensive, I chose it. So although my parents said this project was not suitable, I still stubbornly asked my parents for it. My parents bought it for me after I was tortured repeatedly.

Later, I realized how stupid I was, and used my parents' doting on me to do whatever I wanted. Realizing my mistake, I tried to remedy it, and began to help my parents share the housework and do something that I could.

The first paragraph: A few days ago, my mother told me to go out and buy some food and daily necessities, and told me to stay at home. As soon as I heard it, I replied, "I'll go, too." . She hesitated and agreed. In this way, we embarked on a journey out. I remember my mother bought a lot of things that day, but she couldn't bring them up. I offered to help my mother raise them. My mother didn't say anything I'll do it myself. But as usual, I asked my mother what I had and she agreed. I said, "Let me mention it." She said, "Is that okay?" I said "of course". On the way home, we talked and laughed. I've never felt this way before.

The second paragraph: One day, my parents were not at home, leaving me to play computer games. I'm a little thirsty. I'm going to find some fruit to eat. Seeing that my mother didn't have time to do housework at home, I immediately became interested. I turned my head and wanted to have a big decoration at home. I just started, so I'm very busy. I don't know how long I have been busy. My parents came back to see me sweating. They laughed. That smile is different and full of affirmation for me. This is the most beautiful smile I have ever seen.

From a naughty and willful self, I became a person who shared with my parents and grew up in the process of sharing.

When I help others, I see fun. Over time, I learned to cherish.

There are also interesting things here. 10 Push open the balcony door by the window in the morning and hold the wooden handle carefully. Sitting on a wooden chair, looking up at the outside, there are endless blue sky and white clouds and countless gray wall tiles. ...

During two days and one night in the ancient town of Tang Xi, I pressed the power off button and let my mobile phone lie quietly in my bag. When my eyes moved from a small screen of a few inches to the beautiful scenery in front of me, I found a long-lost pleasure in the real world. Liberated my eyes, I found the lingering and sensibility of the small bridge flowing water; Starting the sense of smell, I smell the freshness and softness of the air. Walking, I suddenly gave birth to an illusion that I was in the "Peach Blossom Garden". From the screen, it's never fun. Think of last night's parade, last night's stormy waves, and last night's red lanterns. I sat on the awning boat, and the dark night enveloped the whole town in endless ink. The boat is immersed in the gentle singing and dancing of water waves and floats on the earth. The rower stood at the bow and slowly pushed the creaking wooden boat to the shore. This kind of fun can't be transformed on the mobile phone screen! By the way, there is also a stage on the shore. Several actors are standing on the stage singing something. I don't understand it, but it feels good. Maybe it's because the voice is soft, maybe it's because the melody is crisp and melodious, and it flows along the water waves to the dark night sky over there. Paddle continued to rock the boat, thinking of the scene described by Mr. Lu Xun in "Social Drama", as if he had become a member of the "fast man".

The cold October wind gently fell on me, and then disappeared around me in an instant. The boat was rocking and the red lanterns were dragging. I woke up drunk on the cruise ship, drunk and wandering in the endless waves. How can such fun flow out of the mobile phone screen? When smart phones become our entrance to the world, when everyone in the subway, campus and party becomes a "low-headed family", how much real fun do we turn a blind eye to?

Although, after all, we can't and don't need to give up the mobile phone completely, but say goodbye to it at the right time and look from the virtual world to the real world, you will definitely find the offline world very interesting!

There is also a funny composition 1 1. Because of grandpa's insistence, I was forced to leave the bed and follow him to listen to the so-called "elegant art", that is, the old troupe sang.

It turns out that there is a Quyi singing group in my hometown. I'm not interested in these performances, so I don't care much, but my grandfather is very keen. As soon as they set the table, they excitedly asked me to go with them. Although I don't want to, I have to follow him.

When I arrived at the theater, I found that people were empty. Not many people come to see it, and even fewer young people like me. I even plan to waste a day now. But to my surprise, they gave me too many surprises.

At first, it gave me a shot in the arm. A Peking Opera "Taking Tiger Mountain Outward" makes my blood boil, and this drama gives me more comfort. The next Yue opera "Butterfly Lovers" made people burst into tears. I seem to see the real Zhu Yingtai crying in front of Liang Shanbo's grave, turning a cocoon into a butterfly, and Liang Shanbo flew with me. In a cross talk performance, the Taiping lyrics that the actors came with their mouths open reminded me of the prosperous times of the Tang Dynasty. ...

After the performance, I still sat in my seat silently, feeling that my long-lost heart was baptized by China traditional culture. After a while, I saw the head of the singing group coming straight over. It turns out that he is grandpa's friend! But the gathering of old friends did not dispel the sadness on his face, and I heard the loss from his words. He said, "There are too few people coming today." From his eyes, I read his persistence in traditional art and his worry and helplessness about the inheritance of traditional art.

This performance buried a knot in my heart, and I began to pay attention to China Quyi art, and also began to learn to appreciate the traditional Chinese opera culture.

There is fun here, and there is another world here.

There is also a fun composition 12 school. Perhaps in the world of students, it is so boring and boring. Every day, "go out early and come back late", "work" is a lot, and the tired body is always protesting. But I think there is fun here, too.

In the first few days of junior high school, we were quite nervous. The first class is Chinese. "What is a teacher like?" We sat in our seats expecting the new teacher. Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock. "The new teacher is here." The students took out their Chinese books, put them on the table and sat quietly and upright. A beautiful young female teacher came in. "Hello, classmate, I am your Chinese teacher." After that, she wrote her name on the blackboard-Li Rong. Then he taught us a lesson. After class, the students talked a lot: "This teacher is great." "The teacher is very gentle and very good." Wait a minute. Since then, the Chinese teacher has become our friend and mentor.

I remember that when I was studying the fifth lesson "Chen Taiqiu and Friendship Period", there was a sentence "unreasonable" which was deeply loved by my classmates, so when I read aloud before Chinese class in the future, my classmates read this classical Chinese. When reading "Inhumane", the students were emotional and raised their voices. It attracted other teachers who went to class to watch.

The Chinese class given by the teacher is a paradise for us to relax. You see, a few troublemakers interrupted a sentence for a while and then giggled ... The teacher was not angry, but let them play the role of the article intentionally or unintentionally. Great, they pretend. When they read the sentence, the dialect comes out. The students laughed, and so did the teacher. "Jingle bells ..." A happy Chinese class ended in laughter.

Now that the final exam is approaching, after the Chinese class, students are reluctant to put down their books and start their struggle before the exam again. It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan, accompanied by books ...

In fact, the school is not boring, but you didn't carefully look for and cherish that vivid, moving and fun ... that unforgettable Chinese class, that faint ink book, that lingering laughter. I know: here, have fun!

Here is another interesting composition, 13. The light blue sky is vast and boundless. I am at the top of the mountain, looking up at the sky that we have seen countless times. The mountain wind blows through my hair, which is cool-I have fun here.

Nanshan is a mountain near the town. The blue mountain shows its tranquility and simplicity. I like Nanshan because it is quiet. The vegetation on the mountain is flourishing. Climbing up the Panshan Highway, it was quiet all the way, only accompanied by birds and flowers.

Always go to Nanshan alone on a gloomy cloudy day. The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the quiet mountain road has become different without the warmth of the sun. The wind ran past me with its freedom and said with a smile, "indulge like me!" " "So, I played with the wind in the mountains and enjoyed myself. The flowers and grass on the mountain are my good friends. They are either hung down as if in meditation, or held high as if inspiring. Many times, compared with complicated people, they are more sincere and gentle to me!

Yelling on the mountain is also a kind of enjoyment. Flying in the mountains, the drums in the eardrum roar. Because of gravity and inertia, the body runs faster and faster, which is both dangerous and exciting. Make a hullabaloo about and throw away all the bad and incomprehensible things. I can be as arrogant and unscrupulous as a wild child, and I can show my unexposed side. Because in the eyes of those serious people, this is uncivilized. Usually, they will say, "Hey, what's up!" So, I shouted and laughed at myself. I really don't want to mention how carefree I am.

I like the small animals on the mountain best. My classmate said that he had seen squirrels on the mountain, and he really envied me. Think about it, a squirrel named Komatsu is holding a pine cone in his hand, and his clever eyes are staring at you carefully. How naive!

Nanshan is my paradise and my pure land. Compared with the noise of the outside world, I am very happy here alone.

There are also interesting things here. 14 music is a representative noun of childhood life, and fun is your perception of life ... fun may not be everywhere, but I want to say that there is fun here.

"Ha ha! I finally want to catch you, see where you are going! " I was a little flustered when the voice came from behind me, but with years of "experience", I immediately recovered. "You don't talk big, dare to catch me at once! Don't let me down. " When I spat at him playfully, I lay beside a big mulberry tree.

I hid in its shade to dispel my "atmosphere" and he followed me. Just as I was hiding, an unknown object came to me while I was not looking. I let out a cry, I broke the silence that should have been there! It was my cry that saved me.

When he saw my frightened expression, he pulled out his heart. Finally, at my request, he stopped helping me. When he saw that thing, he acted. I'm too scared to imagine. When I got it in front of my eyes, I felt that it was actually it-silkworm.

I suddenly woke up, I looked up-look, I saw many of his companions! I held it in my hand and sent it back. Looking at this tall mulberry tree, my heart is filled with awe. I think: this is its home, and at this time, the paradise where they grow up must work hard to have results!

They are in this fat leaf, moving chubby bodies and playing in its family. They are lively, walking up and down the street every day and never staying in the same place for too long; They are quiet, they never talk, and they don't make any unpleasant noises when they eat. They are very interesting, live a different life every day and enjoy it. I live a different life every day and enjoy it. I spend my quiet time here every day. Look at the fun this chestnut tree reveals!

Silkworms live freely in this "city", and life here is like the story of Lilliput, which completely interprets a new story. I discovered the fun of this place.

There are also interesting things here. 15 Looking at the rows of old books that have been read, and then opening the broken pages, the original boring has become a kind of enjoyment.

I linger in the apricot blossoms in March in the south of the Yangtze River; Daisy intoxicated in the depths of the forest; Lotus flowers wander in the deep mud. And all this brought me-books.

At one time, I thought it was just boring words, which I could read or not, but looking back, the fun was both visible and memorable to vulgar me.

There are so many books, and wonderful words jump into my sight one by one. The generative charm they bring is innate, but I have never found it. Everywhere, at all times and in all countries. "Zou Ji's satire can be adjusted, Qi Wang" makes me understand that many people's words are not all from the heart; "Humble Room Inscription" made me understand that as long as you have goodness, no place where you are is humble; Watching the sea has taught me that as long as I have lofty aspirations, any difficulties I encounter are no longer difficulties.

"Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely." Leisure, "mud is not stained, clear but not demon." My character has become what I yearn for and persist in. The boring ancient poems are so long and complicated, but the subsequent understanding is different. Perhaps everything has its two sides, depending on whether you have a pair of eyes to discover beauty and an enterprising heart.

Our fun is so difficult, but it is also so simple. Invisible fun is always in tangible space. Reading brings me intangible and tangible pleasure. Rummanmanqi Xiu Yuan Xi, I will search up and down. The change of time can never stop its charm, and here, there is also fun.