生命如玉早晨,我常常凝神迎接那一轮红彤彤的神圣,那一轮不朽的人类的崇拜。看她冉冉从地平线升到历史的高度。心灵的向往,是我得到了一轮生命的太阳——数千年我们先民用血汗和智慧雕刻的古璧。握璧在掌,一个伟大民族文化的灿烂在心头放射出奇彩。她那么温润,如脂如膏,在心灵上有一种难以名状的温存;她那么坚硬,所有的利刃都 Life is like jade morning, I often diligently greet that round of the glorious holy, that an immortal human worship. Look at her slowly rising from the horizon to the height of history. The longing for the soul is the sun to which I have had the one life - the ancient wall that our ancestors carved thousands of years with blood, sweat, and wisdom. Hold the wall in the palm of your hand, a brilliant brilliant national culture in my heart radiating a strange color. She is so moist, as fat as cream, in the soul there is an indescribable temperature; she is so hard, all the cutting edge are