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An argumentative essay on the theme of division
The broken rhyme originated from Li Qingzhao's sorrow of "slow voice"

The broken charm originated from the tears in Lin Daiyu's Burying Flowers.

The charm of breaking lies in the strength of Beethoven's symphony of destiny.

Broken charm comes from those excellent souls.

Someone once said: Only broken people are really alive.

Jin people smashed great rivers and mountains with one hammer. At the time of war and smoke, after her husband died, she left her hometown and lived a poor life. In the declining Southern Song Dynasty, in the place where "women are cowards without talents", I searched and searched all over the text, but I didn't know who could succeed. Loneliness haunted her soul like a poisonous snake, as if she had fallen into a deserted wilderness. It is precisely because of this that the broken "slow sound" appears in the literary world with great charm.

In the Xiaoxiang Pavilion in the Grand View Garden, the peerless beauty burst into tears. An empty room is like a prison. Outside the room, there are gongs and drums, laughter and laughter. Princess Xiaoxiang leaned forward in the room, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and there was another pool of deep red blood. Burn the promised handkerchief, as long as there is a smile at each other, there will be no more troubles. Finally, I answered my own sentence, "I was a fool who buried flowers today, but I didn't know who he was when he buried flowers." It is also the fragrance of Daiyu after her death. This woman who stirred the stagnant water of feudal ethics with weak arms entered people's hearts with a charm.

The heavy piano covered most of his body, only his unkempt hair was clearly visible. He selflessly played beautiful notes that he would never hear. The bird in the tree froze, as if it would fall from the branch if it were not careful. Black and white keys, who is very spiritual, played wonderful notes, and the symphony of fate gripped the throat of fate. Beethoven brought eternal charm to the world of sound in the silent world.

With the increase of life experience, I began to appreciate this broken beauty and feel this broken charm.

Even Navis played a little trick, hiding her soft arm in a corner of the soil to make you miss her broken charm.

When these excellent souls, like white clouds, bloom in the blue sky above us. Those broken spells will remain on this precious person forever.

Broken life, blooming eternal charm.