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I am 23 years old. After graduating from secondary school, I obtained a shorthand typist professional skills qualification; In addition, I can communicate and write fluently in English.
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If I meet your requirements, I'm looking forward to meeting face-to-face. I will send you my documents and a certificate of honor from my previous employer.
Respectfully signed, sir.
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This is the work of Shi Yanzhang, a poet in the early Qing Dynasty, mainly writing about the majesty of the tide of the Qiantang River.
The sea is open in the rain, and the Tao Fei River comes to power. ”
The author watched the tide in the rain and looked at the sea outside the Qiantang pond, which was misty in the rain, and when the tide came, the sea color developed with the tide. When the tide comes, the waves fly to the tide viewing platform on the Qiantang River, and the tide is very powerful.
The sound drives thousands of horses, and the air sweeps thousands of mountains. ”
When the tide comes, the sound is like a thousand horses galloping, and the momentum is like rolling thousands of mountains.
The desperate shore is overturned, and the light boat is traced back. ”
"Broken shore" refers to the broken shore. The walls of the shore are cut for fear of being washed away when they are beaten by the tide. But the tide in the river dares to drive a light boat, leaping with the tide head, and whirling on the water.
This writes the superb ability to make the tide in the tide watching. (Actually, this kind of tide making is a very dangerous water stunt show.) )
There is a grudge against the elderly, and it makes people mourn in the end. ”
According to legend, Wu Zixu in the Warring States Period was loyal to Wu Wangfucha, who listened to slander and forced him to death, and threw his body into the river in a leather bag. The people sympathized with his unjust death and said that the tide of the Qiantang River was provoked by Wu Zixu's resentment. Therefore, the author remembered Wu Zixu's unjust death when watching the tide and grieved for him.
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The waves roared from the rain, and the waves were several feet high and still retreated after hitting the pavilions on the river.
The galloping sound seemed to drive away thousands of soldiers and horses, and the humid air that flew in the air pulled the mountains to attack.
On the high bank of the river, he was afraid of the rushing water, for fear that he would overflow his body, and the light boat would also wander on the river.
The ruthlessness of Wu Zixu's slander has not been eliminated. What is the sorrow of the long history!! Who wrote this poem, how can it be so entangled. It's been holding me for a long time.
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Damn, both of them are the same, and ancient poems are translated by translators?
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