Kang's pinyin is: kāng, and the radical is: Yao.
Bran's words are: generous, generous, generous, generous, generous, generous, sad, generous, generous, generous, generous, generous, generous, generous, generous, generous, generous.
Bran's sentence is as follows:
1, I can't read the couplets handed down from ancient times, only the couplets on the colonnade. I can't find a more generous grudge, only a few pavilions to mourn and rest. No longer expect the tremor of history, only mountains and lakes that sit in awe.
2. Being a man can be immoral, but not shameless; People can not be great, but not mean; The heart can be awkward and confusing; Life can be pessimistic, but don't be world-weary; Making friends can be generous, but you can't hurt others.
3. If we can love bravely, forgive bravely, be generous and happy because of others' happiness, and be smart enough to know that there is enough love around us, then we have completed the completeness that other creatures have never known.
4. On the stage, they wear masks, and often make generous statements, give circumstantial evidence, talk about the past and discuss the present, and make a clear statement. Under the stage, they changed their faces, saying one thing and doing another. They are giants of language and dwarfs of action.
5, generous, years are hard to stay. I want to stop and look back quietly. At present, the world is long I often think that teachers and students are good friends. Students, the cold window remains the same. Pengcheng Wan Li, Dou Yunxi.
6. Who is the most stingy with time, the more generous time is to him. If you want time to live up to you, first of all, you should live up to time. He who gives up time, time also gives up on him. There is a problem in life, and that is how to make one inch of time equal to one inch of life.
7. The spring rain is continuous, the autumn rain is drizzly, and the winter rain is terrible. The sound of rain in these three seasons always feels cold and gloomy, which is easy to be linked with sadness, and it is even more unbearable for wanderers and patients who have been separated for a long time. Only the fierce summer rain is impassioned, like a loud symphony, which sounds different.