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The Enigmatic Life of Lin Gengbai: Poet, Revolutionary, and Seer
Lin Gengbai, a poet from the Southern Society, was born in Minhou, Fujian. He studied in Beijing at the age of eight and was passionate about politics throughout his life. He once joined the Beijing-Tianjin Alliance and had the ambition to clarify the world. In the first year of the Republic of China, Lin Gengbai founded the "Yellow Flower and Blue Blood Society" with Chen Lesheng and others in Shanghai, with the urgent task of assassinating the remnants of the imperial system. After the failure of the "Second Revolution", he rose and fell. He first served as the secretary of the Senate and once acted as the acting secretary-general. He was only 22 years old. Although he was successful in his youth, he was melancholy. Soon he became angry and wrote poetry under the guidance of Chen Shiyi, a teacher of the "Jiangxi Poetry School". He was talented and innovative, and many people called him Li Yishan. Later, he was known as the "Chinese Poet of the Generation". He was not tall, with fair skin, clear eyebrows, and a high nose bridge, and had a bit of a foreigner's appearance. He claimed, " Cao Juren gave a speech at the Nan She Ya Ji, talking about the relationship between Nan She and the Xinhai Revolution. He believed that the Xinhai Revolution was a political movement with a strong romantic atmosphere, and Nan She's poetry and prose were the atmosphere of Gong Zizhen. Lin Gengbai was the living Gong Zizhen. Liu Yazi nodded in agreement, but Lin Gengbai was very unhappy: "I don't even have Li and Du in my mind, let alone Gong Dingan. Cao's being Gong Dingan is too shallow of me." At that time, people naturally referred to him as a poetry fanatic. Liu Yazi had been friends with him for more than 30 years, and Liu Yazi, who had high eyes, commented: "Gengbai's poetry is idealistic and charming, and although I am still ashamed, I am not as good as him. Are contemporary people who cling to their shortcomings worth a bite of their sword?"
By Beck_Moulton2 years ago in Humans
The Ten Commandments of Coping with Loss: A Guide to Healing
I have a brother who, in middle age, suddenly lost his love of his life. He was in great pain, extremely depressed, and had been drinking for over a month. His appearance was haggard, his color haggard, and his heart was as dead as ashes. He said that he now compares fate to blood stasis, sees setbacks as illness, pays off sorrowful debts, and that's how he feels. He feels suffocated, dazed, feverish, and cries in pain, brewing a terminal illness.
By Beck_Moulton2 years ago in Humans
Inner Cultivation Shaping Beautiful Appearance:
Miss Wonderful is the ugliest girl I have ever seen. It's not an exaggeration or a lack of mercy. In the high school environment where aesthetics are unique, Miss Wonder's appearance is indeed unattractive because she wears braces and her face looks swollen; Even with a single eyelid, she still has drooping eyes and darker skin than the boy playing basketball all day at her neighbor's table; Except for the school uniform, the loose and high waisted clothes and pants with floral stripes worn every day are all from her grandmother, with a unique taste that is unbearable.
By Beck_Moulton2 years ago in Education
The Melody of Life: A Dancer Jumping Between Disappointment and Hope
We must embrace limited disappointment, but we must not lose endless hope. This quote comes from Martin Luther King, Jr. The motto, in other words, is that although we have to deal with some finite frustrations, we must not lose faith in infinite hope. Well, it's like, sometimes we hit a little bump in the road, but don't forget that there are countless stars twinkling in the sky.
By Beck_Moulton2 years ago in Confessions
The child and the bottle filled with chestnuts
There was a child who found a jar full of delicious chestnuts. His eyes lit up, his mouth watered, and he wanted to taste those delicious chestnuts very much. So, without hesitation, he put his hand into the bottle.
By Beck_Moulton3 years ago in Education
Tolerance and Transformation: The Wise Journey of an Elderly Gentleman
Mr. Lee is an amiable old man in his seventies. Every morning, he likes to take a walk to the small convenience store nearest to his home. There is a newspaper there that he loves very much, and he likes to read the news at home leisurely and enjoy this peaceful pleasure.
By Beck_Moulton3 years ago in Fiction
Bending Without Breaking --The Tale of the Reeds and the Oak Tree
Once upon a time, there stood an oak tree by the riverbank, who, in a mocking tone, said to the reeds, "Look at you, unable to withstand even a sparrow. A gentle breeze and you sway in every direction, so weak and fragile. But look at me, not only can I block the sun's rays, but I also laugh in the face of whirlwinds and thunderstorms. What you consider a raging tempest is merely a gentle breeze and drizzle to me."
By Beck_Moulton3 years ago in Fiction
The Philosophical Reflections of One Hundred Years of Solitude: The Quest for Life and the Integration of Solitude
"One Hundred Years of Solitude" is a literary masterpiece brimming with philosophical contemplations. Within its pages lie profound reflections on the meaning of life, the existence of solitude, and contemplations on time and memory. These eloquent passages offer glimpses into the complexity and wonders of life, inspiring deep introspection about ourselves, others, and the world. They invite us to embark on a journey of exploration and self-discovery, where wisdom and the courage to confront solitude intertwine. Join us as we delve into this world of profound wisdom and enlighten ourselves with the philosophical insights of One Hundred Years of Solitude.
By Beck_Moulton3 years ago in Education
