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莫听穿林打叶声,何妨吟笑且徐行。竹杖芒鞋轻胜马,谁怕?一蓑烟雨任平生。料峭春风吹酒醒,微冷,山头斜照却相迎。回首向来萧瑟处,归去,也无风雨也无晴。——苏子瞻4月5日小雨“竹杖芒鞋轻胜马”、“一蓑烟雨任平生”。一场暴风雨过后的林海之中,一位老者,手持着竹杖,身上披着一件沾满雨水的蓑衣,累累伤痕的脚上穿着一双破旧不堪、沾满泥土的芒鞋,踽踽独行于这崎岖不平的山路之上。斗笠之下,我看到他从容地向我微笑……他是谁?他,一位大文豪、一位忠诤之臣、一位黎民
Do not listen to Lin leaves, why Yin Yin and Xu line. Bamboo stick Mount shoes light horse, who fear? Chilly spring sober, slightly cold, but still meet the hills oblique. Looking back has always been bleak, go, there is no storm nor clear. - Su Zizhan April 5 light rain “bamboo stick Mount shoes light horse ”, “a smoke and rain Ren Ping Sheng ”. After a storm Linhai, an old man, carrying a bamboo stick, was covered in a rainy clothes, wearing scarred feet wearing a pair of worn, muddy muddy shoes, alone in the This bumpy mountain road. Under the hats, I saw him calmly smiling at me ... Who is he? He is a great writer, a loyal minister,