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夕陽西下， 群鸦陣陣。陝西秦嶺 有一少年書生。。。
Thus began the first verse in the first paragraph of what I read as a child in 金庸’s 箭雕英雄傳 in the dim light of a flashlight under the blanket when my mom turned off all the lights in the house to make me go to bed.
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Thus began the first verse in the first paragraph of what I read as a child in 金庸’s 箭雕英雄傳 in the dim light of a flashlight under the blanket when my mom turned off all the lights in the house to make me go to bed.
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That was nearly half a century ago. The 少年書生 in the story was on a horseback en route for an Quixote* adventure, filled with the dreams and aspirations of unspoiled youth, a bit Shelley*-like…and the world was wide open before his tender eyes…
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And NOW there’s a 70-km/hr railroad in that same spot!!!
I’d be darned! PROGRESS in the morally correct direction is good, isn’t it? - To feed to clothe and to care. Not to spread HATE like the idiots in the West.
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I’d be darned! PROGRESS in the morally correct direction is good, isn’t it? - To feed to clothe and to care. Not to spread HATE like the idiots in the West.
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* allusions to Cervantes and Keats’ best friend are for the benefit of the Sinophobes & China-Haters of the West. I include them with a SMIRK on my face. Hello, not all people in the world are as all-around unread, uneducated, & uncouth as you guys. Pathetic cavemen.
