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This ** is not bad.
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The biting cold wind blew away the joy of the harvest without mercy, and the goose feathers and snow covered all the hustle and bustle, but also covered the sunny mood. In the cold wind, the topic of "hating winter" spread throughout the city with the wind as a carrier, and also reached the ears of Winter herself, but Winter was not sad, she was still so calm and natural, she knew that time passed day by day, and her child, Spring, was about to go home.
The winter in the story is just like the behind-the-scenes workers in real life, or the "villains" on the stage, who are willing to suffer and suffer, and as long as the performance goes well, they will think that sweat is nectar; No matter how the director scandalizes the negative character, they all believe that it is their responsibility to successfully contrast the positive character. After the scenery, people often remember which actor on the stage performed well, but who can say the name of the general planner of this party; At the end of the movie, people are talking about the moving scene of the hero saving the beauty, but who cares that the "bad guy" was "beaten" for filming and suffered a few injuries.
It is true that the highlight of the party is the performance of the star, and the selling point of the movie is indeed the heroism of the protagonist, but after watching and laughing, don't forget to bring the cast and crew behind the scenes, just like this, those "winters" will be very moved.
Winter is coming, will spring be far away? The philosophy contained in simple words has enlightened generations of people, but it always feels that this is a bit unfair to winter, and it seems to persuade you: stay up for two more days! Think of the spring blossoms, this damn winter won't be so hard!
But did you know that without heavy snow to keep the land warm, spring sowing will go smoothly? Without the freezing of winter, will the soil be wet in the spring? Without the tempering of the harsh winter, would the steps of the spring girl be so healthy and firm?
Winter is the mother of spring, that's true. Therefore, I would like to pirate the words of Shelley's old man: without the arrival of winter, there is no beautiful approach of spring.
Winter is the great mother.
Spring is gorgeous, summer is really warm, autumn is indeed full, and most people want to be like them, pure, sunny and steady. But I like winter, it's not that I pretend to be different, it's not that I pretend to be individual, I really love the calmness, selflessness, and tolerance of winter. Due to my personality orientation, I will probably be a behind-the-scenes person in the future, the kind of profession that I quietly dedicate, and I love it as much as I love winter.
I will do my best, although I am not beautiful; I'm going to be down-to-earth, even if I'm not dazzling. Because I think:
Make it "winter", it is more attractive.
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Your score is so low that no one will write it.
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