It was summer, white clouds were weaving, the sky was free from vulgarity, and the smile was like a flower. ...

Why are the letters written by Kang Youwei and Liang Qichao in 1985 called "bus letters"?

The book on the bus stated that the bus was officially signed by the Han Dynasty, and later it also indicated that Juren was taking the exam in Beijing. Originally, it refers to people who go to Beijing to write and tell things, and also refers to people who will go to Beijing to write and tell things. Source: Biography of Historical Records of Dong Fangshuo: "When I entered Chang 'an at the beginning of the first month, it took 3,000 to write a letter on the bus. The Biography of Han Zhang Chang: "The son of heaven thought it was open and attacked its effect, leaving the emissary at home. "... open it ... that is, put it on the bus with the messenger. "The letter written on the bus in history refers to that in the 21st year of Guangxu (1895), Kang Youwei led Liang Qichao and other thousands of Guangxu emperors to oppose the treaty of shimonoseki of Qing Dynasty defeated by Japan in the Sino-Japanese War. It is regarded as a sign that the reformists stepped onto the historical stage, and it is also the beginning of China's popular political movement. Historical correction: among all the "conclusions" about the Reform Movement of 1898, "writing on the bus" is an important plot. Look up the Dictionary of Modern History of China (Shanghai Dictionary, 82nd Edition) and say: "1895, after the defeat of the Sino-Japanese War, the Qing Dynasty sent Li Hongzhang to Japan to sign the treaty of shimonoseki, which aroused strong opposition from the people all over the country. On May 2nd, Kang Youwei joined forces 1300 to attend the meeting in Songyuan Temple. Emperor Guangxu ... wrote a letter, which was rejected by Duchayuan, but it was widely circulated throughout the country and was the starting point for the bourgeois reform trend to develop into a political movement. Historically, it was called a bus letter. " For such a textbook, the historian Mr. Ming Jiang categorically questioned in his new book "God is silent on the dead chess": "This statement can be doubted." Mr. Jiang used the methods of self-testimony, other testimony and disproof to prove that this matter is actually very suspicious. In history, the story of "writing on the bus" was mostly based on Kang's own article "writing on the bus", but the preface of "writing on the bus" published in Shanghai on May 24 of that year said that on May 2, the bus "heard that the news was fixed and could not be saved, so it was discussed in groups." The author also consulted Weng Tonghe's daily diary and listed the daily work accounts of the emperor and Duchayuan, proving that there was absolutely no incident of 1300 cars being refused to go to Duchayuan that day. According to the court file, it is proved that "refusal" does not exist. At that time, it was far more than buses that wrote letters opposing the signing of the treaty. First, on April 14, a large number of on-the-job officials began to appear one after another. Since April 30th, Duchayuan has written a lot of letters every day. On May 2nd alone, it received 8 batches of public comments from 7 provinces, with a total of 342 signatures. It didn't end until May 8th, with a total of 365,438+0 books and 65,438+0,555 signatories. Among them, 80 people headed by Liang Qichao wrote books in Guangdong, just one of many books. Therefore, the author believes that the so-called "bus petition" initiated by Kang Youwei does not exist as a "historical event", but can only be called "bus petition" or "bus petition" at most. History is in the details! Sometimes, "confirmation" is tireless, and "falsification" is enough! People show it to you day by day, and you find that those W's are all wrong. The time, place, people and number of people don't match the news broadcast, which is basically fake news! Then, it analyzes Kang Youwei from his thoughts, personality, goals, means, officialdom system, the way of being an official, propaganda and packaging, historical role and so on. And reveals the reasons for the birth of this "fake news". We have all read modern history. Someone tells you different details, forcing you to re-examine your past "knowledge"; Moreover, the author uses a beautiful prose style, which gives you a sense of surprise in a comfortable reading state. Isn't the book worth reading in this way? Mr. Ming Jiang's name was heard more than ten years ago-a Shanghainese who was addicted to anecdotes in Beijing at the end of the Qing Dynasty and talked about the Beiyang Navy-when I followed Mr. Qian Gang to run Sanlian Life Weekly, I knew that he and Ming Jiang had visited the old traces of celebrities in hutong and arranged it as the "homework" of journalists who were being trained. Later, when I saw the booklet "Flying Fleet with Dragon Flag", I said that the history of Beiyang Navy knew that this was the "Ming Jiang". Later, the book of the same name, which was enriched and expanded, was reprinted by Sanlian Bookstore, and I was unambiguous at first glance. When reading, the solid stories with fascinating materials and vivid ideas, coupled with cutting-edge writing methods, make our history half-baked. People who buy books often recognize an author or even an editor, which is probably a "brand". This is my "obedience" to Huang Renyu, Wu Si, Mao Haijian and editor Pan Zhenping, including Ming Jiang. History is history. When these things happen, ......

Who can know what this means? Be specific. Thank you.

Who is the best singer of Acacia, wait, year after year; Who is it, stroking her eyebrows and indifferent to vicissitudes of life? Looking at the bits and pieces of attachment, listening to the deep and shallow vows of eternal love, reading the tenderness of the thread, is that your face, or the unspeakable goodbye, is that your obsession, or the time when lovesickness becomes a ruin. Overlooking this prosperous time, it shattered the world of mortals, and you were filled with legends. When we touch time, how much prosperity can we wait for? Time and wind will not dry up the ocean, so we call it the sea; Time can't bite the moon, so we call it Cang Yue. We can't keep the years, so the piece in our hearts is called the passage of time. Life is only a hundred years, so you can't attach it to your face. You can't leave behind the vicissitudes of life, you can only learn to dress up. Grateful to our side, it proves that we still have a custom that can't be killed in a few years, and there are still pictures worth leaving. Grateful for a lifetime, maybe we have a chance to look back for a hundred years.

When time is old, laugh when it penetrates; Time and space are tired, and when they meet again, it smiles; The space is tired, look before going to bed and think about the Millennium. The world sinks with you and it smiles. A hundred years later, decadent thoughts are like a gentle melody with a broken string. I wrote my gentle words in heaven, which made me feel dead again. The front of my brain is burnt out, and the top of Galand is hard to tell you the vicissitudes of life. Hate is too short to resist lingering love. The gentle eyes you want are my vows full of red dust. Tides talk to themselves, blue and white, deep sea love holds. Before going to bed, I am attached to you, your face and your words for the last time.

Hold a red light, borrow three points and read a volume of feelings. The picture scroll is three feet long, and the affection is three thousands of feet. This scroll is three feet long and several thousands of feet deep. It is tender and tender. Inch by inch. Pen dyeing, ink immersion pen velvet, velvet wet feeling thick, thick ink fragrance. This pen, paper tears, dust scattered. Wash it away, and the dirt of this life will be washed away for you. This piece of paper, iron pen as silk, winding down the fragrance. Radiant, this candle of life tears with you. I am an ink painter in the world. How does a thick ink turn into a melancholy between smiles? You are a nostalgic guest in the world of mortals. You can't crush the spoony heart of the hero with all your powder. The more perfect, the more riddled. But we really can't look back at the middle paragraph. Neither qualified to be riddled with holes nor qualified to ignore scars. Perhaps, some sadness can only be washed away by time. Picturesque mountains and rivers, proudly clear sky, there is this unparalleled ode.

At first, it was consensual loneliness. Even the flow by the Naihe Bridge can't resist the fiery and love-hate vicissitudes handed down from generation to generation. The sadness of dying beauty, the end of the song, the separation of people, the outflow. In the end, everyone was speechless and indifferent, walking in the loneliness of light all day. Hao's wrist is like snow, smiling like a flower, a flawless lamp, like a monument made of thousands of hectares of glass! Three lives, ten lives, three lives, rise and fall, honor and disgrace, but because of your reason. Clothes are like snow, people are like jade, swords are like rainbows, sleeves are like exercises, residual makeup is gorgeous, and stars and Han people are lonely. A long moment has passed. The Sanskrit is like a wheel. Is it possible for a Buddhist temple to pass through this deep-rooted person? There is no regret in the interweaving of palm prints, and the waiting of a thousand-year-old jade is warm. The only way is to be apart for a long time without feeling sad.

If the memory turns yellow and gently rubs into a wound, if the white dress flutters in an instant, if the woman is just a lily in the night, how can we touch the trace of the time crack and turn it into a scarred wing? I can't forget the gentleness of the daughter of life and death, the brilliance of white clothes, the sadness of acacia like blood and tears, and the sad truth. She is your eternal arrival, your bright smile and your stupid eyes; She is the moment when you are immortal and sleepless; She is your eternal arrival, holding your hand and growing old with your son. That's a joke to cheat the world of mortals. That's the closest thing to eternal yearning!

You can't see birth and death, you can't see your stumbling back after the passage of time, and you can't see the frosty temples carved by time. So many thoughts are just a kind of giving up. The night wind is rustling, looking at the lonely world, looking at the blue horizon and looking at the infinite ancient stone steps. Time has stopped shamefully, the talent displayed mercilessly is flawless, and it is celebrated under the bright moon, which is worthy of the false world of mortals.

If there is love in the sky, it will be old, endless, lingering, involuntary gift, doomed love robbery. One day, I saw the ancient Buddha. I want to ask, what is missing? The ancient Buddha knew what it was like to miss. He looked at generations of idiots, but he didn't understand the charm of this dance. Life is a kind of vicissitudes, or it is whitewashed. Immortal dust washes through the present, and the sobbing gray becomes the master of each other. A hairpin flower, like the rich flower of Buddha Xie, faded into the legendary prosperity, like yesterday, like a lock. The horizon is infinite. The smile in front of the Buddha flower is not old for thousands of years, bypassing the beads. ......

Why do many people know who they are when they ask what year they were born? How is this inferred?

Sort by zodiac.

Short words, but profound explanation of the meaning of life. 5 points

Travel north and south, forget the south and forget the north.

I just laugh when it hurts.

As long as I stand where I am, you won't get lost.

Except north and south, not east and west.

Extremely dependent on human strength

At the beginning, we knew there would always be an end.

Walk with a lantern if you can't see it yourself.

There is a dead end ahead, and hope is just around the corner.

Although we are crazy, we love each other more than anyone else.

Although we are stupid, we think more than anyone else.

Without freedom, I fled alone.

Without music, I sing alone.

True forgetfulness requires no effort.

The words written by the pen have nothing but blanks.

I want to be with you, but I'm not in your future.

Living without a soul is to understand the meaning between life and death.

It was autumn and winter, but I remember spring and summer that year.

Loneliness is as bitter as black coffee, rich and unforgettable.

Tears smiled and red eyes. I just know that feeling is called being caught off guard.

Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers bloom year after year.

A person looking up at the sky is the most beautiful loneliness.

Is there any pride like the old flowers blooming and falling?

I hope you can find something you like, O(∩_∩)O~

What do you mean by me at this time and you at that time?

The best of us is me at this time, you at that time.

What does this poem mean?

Flowers bloom on the other side, and you meet Qing; The flowers will wither in the coming year, and you and Qing cherish each other; You are worried about your leaving, and you are worried about your being abandoned; Sadness and abandonment, abandonment and sadness, monarch and Qing are all worried. If it is that year, we don't want to meet again; If it expires, it will not be abandoned again.

Appraisal: it should be an online poem, and the whole poem is quite vernacular. Jun: You. Qing: Me. You are husband and wife, which is an old name, but it feels strange to use it together here.

General meaning:

Flowers bloom on the other side, I meet you. A year later, the flowers on the other side are dying, and you and I cherish each other. You are worried that I will leave you, and I am also worried that you will abandon me. Sadness is abandoned by you, and separation makes you and me sad. You and I are both very sad. If it were that year, we would never meet again. If it is a year, we will never leave each other again.

The person who wrote this poem can see that the level is quite limited, and the flowers on the other side are popular in recent years. The so-called flowers on the other side are manzhu shahua, and they will never meet each other. The author should choose this image.

However, the level of this poem needs to be improved, and the words are not accurate, and some places can't be read, especially in the use of the term year. The word year is a non-mainstream vocabulary, so it should be a product after 2004. Another: from Baidu A upstairs =A=

In a hurry, the classic lines of that year, love met one flatly ~

1. I don't regret dreaming, but I hate rushing.

2. Some people miss it and never go back; Some people will never be together even if they meet. These are unforgettable pains!

Everyone has youth, every youth has a story, every story has regrets, and every regret has the beauty of youth.

4. Fang Fen said, "Maybe people always want to forget something."

5. Fang Fen said, "At that time, we didn't say love. What a distant and heavy word love is. We only say that we like it, and even if we like it, it is sneaky. "

6. Fang Fen said, "I think it's better to miss each other when we meet, because meeting can only make people feel helpless in the face of reality, but missing can turn a doomed lie into a fairy tale."

7. Fang Fen said, "I had a dream that day, dreaming that we were all still in high school. It's probably dusk. It is dark yellow. Everyone is running on the playground. I really want to keep running ... "

8. Fang Fen said: "We all thought that we would be together forever when we grow up, so we grew up at all costs. But when we really grew up to say goodbye to our youth, we suddenly found that growing up would only separate us ..."

9. Fang Fen said: "When we grow up, we will always learn different lessons, take different roads and meet different people. We can't avoid the fate of parting ways. "

10. Fang Fen said, "When we were young, we always liked to do things that hurt each other. Finally, we are all desperate, because we know that there is only one choice left to save each other. "

1 1. Fangfen said: "I really loved and hated, but those loves and hates passed in such a hurry. Now that I think about it, I don't regret it. If I have to choose again, I will do it again ... "

12. In the eternal darkness, if you keep walking, you will grow old forever.

13. Open your arms, I'm already hugging you.

14. Looking back on what happened in those years, I realized that we have all grown up, with a so-called past and stories to tell.

15. I'm not afraid of being cheated. Lying is ok, but don't let me know the truth again.

16. wouldn't life be easier if you didn't know it was a lie? Truth means nothing to me. It is better to be cheated all the time than to know the truth clearly and suffer after being cheated.

17. If there is nothing at the beginning. "Chen Xun looked at the noisy street and said," No matter how many times you do it again, there will be regrets in life. "

18. "If you don't like it, you won't have a sense of responsibility. Without a sense of responsibility, you can't like it for a long time. I don't know if we can finally be together. No one is sure about this kind of thing, but now, I like to be responsible for her, you know? " Chen Xun hugged the fennel and moved it gently, putting her in a more comfortable position.

19. Fang Fen said that a person's happiness may be false, and the happiness of a group of people cannot be separated from truth. They squandered their youth to their heart's content, eager to burn it all down. It's like a carnival before the end.

20. Don't apologize, because once you say you're sorry, it means you must owe something.

2 1. When all boys swear, they really feel that they will not break their word. When they go back on their word, they really feel that they can't do it. So swearing can't measure loyalty, and it can't judge right or wrong. It can only prove that at the moment they say it, they have really treated each other.

22. They think that holding each other with their own strength means holding the future, but they don't know that the future is actually something that no one can hold.

23. We always start with nothing and end with bitter feelings.

24. No one will fall in love with others at first sight. At most, they are pleasing to the eye, but this kind of sight may produce other things, and these things will change slowly. No one knows what will happen in the end.

25. The difference between old love and new love is not only tears and laughter, but also the pain of being abandoned. No one can be indifferent easily. Women always want to catch the ungrateful person and ask, and the answer is often more sad. The fate at that time was wonderful, but the fate at this time was tragic, and the word "injury" would never be understood without experience.

26. I thought that no matter how many times I loved, I would always cherish what I loved, but in fact, the new love grew on the old love, absorbed nutrients from it, and bloomed more brilliantly, while the past withered and became a withered body.

27. Yes ......

In this world, time will change too many things, but there are always some people and things that will never change as long as you believe. Excuse me, what do you mean?

Times have changed, and now we have forgotten who it is.

Love what you can't get, and ignore what you can get too easily.

Missing is the weakest thing in life, not humbleness.

Goodbye. I know that if there is no parting, there will be no concern for growth.

Youth is not sad, but it makes us so sad.

Dear, I will make my heart clean, and then I will only hold you.

If anyone is sincere to me, I will cherish it with my life. This sentence will never expire.

Empty city is full of memories, drunk hearts and ruined love.

Exhausted the sadness of life, only seeking the afterlife and your humble other shore.

I don't want to live so tired, because it's simple now and everything is fine.

Falling in love with someone is not terrible, what I am afraid of is getting out of hand.

You have no idea how much courage I need to remember.

The so-called "all poisons do not invade" is just a sign of numbness.

Let's warmly recall that year, which was full of flowers and abundant.

We walked so far that we forgot why we started.

Simple melodies always evoke complex memories.

There will always be something black and white. Although I don't want to give up, I can't continue.

What we think of as deep love may just be accustomed to company.

Sometimes, happiness is just a firm look, a warm hug and a sweet kiss.

Everyone has an indelible memory, even if it is fragmented.

Are you in a state where you can't see the future clearly and can't go back to the past?

It is inevitable to blame the hand of time and write love as love.

Slowly kill my unwilling time in a willing way.

People must not be too lazy and too casual. Once they become a habit, they will pay the price.

I walked quietly behind you, depicting all the places you stepped on.

If my palm print is dusty, my fate can't be finalized, past lives.

I had a good time while you were away, not as good as you, but I was fine.

Time will dilute a person's memory, but it will never make people forget those memories.

Is life like a dream? If you have done it, you will forget it.

I will never forget what I said, but now I have only thin words left.

Maybe you can love many people, but only one person will make you laugh the brightest and cry the saddest.

Time is like a stupid thief breaking the glass, leaving a sad fragment.

It's just that people in my life come and go, and I don't have the courage to accept your departure or arrival.

When I want to say something most, it is often the time when I am most silent.

Those memories that I can't let go eventually become shackles, and I can't escape.

If memory is a square city, then I am willing to paint the ground as a prison and trap myself in it.

A million bright futures are not worth a warm present.

I am used to following migratory birds, but I am a little hasty.

As beautiful as flowers and jade, as water flies. You can go back, but you can't go back to the beginning.

Flowers bloom every year, but people are gone every year.

That long, long memory was left in a summer when cicadas were singing loudly.

No one can replace anyone, always the one who lives in my heart, the most beautiful one.

If we get nothing in life, it is because the love we think consumes us.

Since then, I have been blindfolded, but since then I have been blind and can't see the light.

Time will change too many things in this world, but some people and things will never change as long as you believe.

I'm willing only because of you. Just because I am young, I believe.

I met you in the dark, but it's not impossible. Only you can do it.

It's easy to love someone, and it's easy to be with someone.

People who like you want your gift; People who love you also want your future.

The man I remember lives in the old city. He is only a few inches away from me, and he is a little old.

Always say forget and forget, in fact, wait for yourself to care.

Obsessed with memories is a broken toy, which makes me forget.

Loneliness is not that no one cares about you, but that the person you care about doesn't care about you.

I am poor, humble and unattractive, but when our souls pass through the grave, we are the same.

I left you not because I don't love you, but because you don't know how to cherish it.

No person deserves your tears, and the one who deserves them won't make you cry.

I want to be happy, not hysterical shouting. I want to learn to be happy.

The world is full of opportunities for us to meet. But I've never seen you.

If the heart has no place to live, it wanders everywhere.

I'm on my way to what you call unreachable eternity.

If chess pieces don't love chess players, how can they be willing to be at his mercy?

If you don't know what you want, when you have it. ......