You are a cup of fragrant tea during the afternoon trip, which awakened my drowsiness.
You are osmanthus in the dusk, drawing a deep shadow in my dream;
You are the morning glow in the evening, reminding me of countless dreams.
I fantasized about snuggling up with you at my desk several times. A cup of fragrant tea is suitable for the scenery, the products are amazing, and a few pages of books can be heard. Crisp pages slip through your fingers, which means a prelude to moving and a melodious artistic conception with endless aftertaste. In A Dream of Red Mansions, I found the footprint that "heart is better than stem, and illness is better than three points". "When you are free, it is like flowers shining water, and when you are walking, it is like a weak willow." Sister Lin searched for a little life in sadness, and then ended her life with a miserable Jia family life. This makes us all lament the crisis in the last days of feudalism. Good and evil are endowed with the beauty of humanity and tragedy of lovers.
In front of the hospital, the breeze was blowing gently, and a sweet-scented osmanthus fell to the ground like a jade rabbit. The jade rabbit came quietly, bringing a refreshing fragrance. Lying in bed, holding a roll of Qian Zhongshu's Fortress Besieged, was sandwiched between the intellectuals in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War. Fang Hung-chien's tragedy lies in mediocrity. As a besieged man, he sought liberation or attachment. As the protagonist, Sun Roujia, who loves Fortress Besieged, is the most scheming person. This Chinese character with China cultural connotation has unique significance.
In the evening, the sky is full of rosy clouds, and the red clouds in the sky are performing magical and magnificent movies. Harry Potter brought me into a magical world. Harry Potter, who graduated from Gryffindor at Hogwarts, defeated his arch-enemy Voldemort with what he learned at the school of witchcraft and wizardry. The writer J.K. Rowling introduced us to this fantastic adventure.
Being next door to you makes me feel endless spiritual strength. This is the door to the dance of ideas. I will always open the door for you.
What should I call you, "security guard", "doorman" or "janitor"?
Countless times behind the rusty iron gate, I inadvertently saw your bloodshot eyes and meticulous eyes, and my heart suddenly stood in awe. Countless times, I have seen you reach out, push open the iron gate, support it, and let one passing resident walk quickly. We are the most familiar neighbors, and I can always see your bright eyes after school every day; We are strangers who only know their names. It seems that we will never meet again except through that door.
I still remember that in the dead of night, when you were walking around with a flashlight, I could vaguely see the orange light flashing outside the window and falling on the curtains; During the day, someone will yell at you and swear that they are just visiting friends, but at this time, you will always smile and ask them to take out their magnetic cards in a low voice. You have never changed your position, guarding that small piece of land carefully during the day and watching everyone who enters the door warily. No matter the wind and rain, the sun and rain, when mosquitoes bite your skin and the sun tannes your face, you still try to be our most familiar but unfamiliar neighbor.
In the third grade, I speed up my life every day and go to school in a hurry. One day when I passed the iron gate, I took out my magnetic card and was greeted by an open door.
"How so early today? Be careful on the road. " You happily opened the heavy door for me, looked at me and said. I forgot to say thank you for a moment, perhaps I was surprised that you should remember me as a student who came and went in a hurry, or perhaps I moved you to care so much about such a strange "neighbor".
Suddenly your neighbor has become so kind and lively. Slowly, I noticed that you would pat the passing children on the head with a smile and make fun of them; When an elderly resident comes in, you will give him a hand. I feel lucky to live next door to you. Maybe one day, I really should be generous and shout to you when I pass by: "Hello neighbor."
You come from a distant rural area, and for a living, you come to such a strange city to live next to me. You and I don't know each other and have never contacted each other, but you built my home for me with a small salary. The sun tanned your face and sweat wet your clothes, but you never cried bitter or tired. In your industrious hands, high-rise buildings have risen from the ground, factories are running at high speed, roads run through the north and south, and parks are born. Without you, this city will no longer be beautiful; Without you, I wouldn't have a comfortable life today! I thank you, my lovely neighbor, my lovely migrant worker brother!
But why didn't I see your face clearly in the crowd? You walk slowly, don't hide, the city is my home and your home. You have made great contributions to this city, and you should be proud of yourself. We are neighbors. We should live in harmony and communicate in a friendly way, shouldn't we? However, why do you keep silent in the harsh working environment and silently endure the harm of chemicals and dust to your body and mind? Until one day you find yourself sick. Why not protect your legitimate interests through legal channels? Why do you want to protect yourself in this bloody way of "opening the chest and examining the lungs"? Why didn't you tell me when something went wrong? Why do you want to jump off a building one after another to end your precious life? You and I are neighbors and we can't avoid it, but most people in cities are friendly and kind. Why don't you try to choose a friendly city as your neighbor? This city belongs to you and me. This city will protect you and your family. You should walk on the road with your head held high like the owner of the city. Let me cheer for you.
Being your neighbor, I understand the meaning of "struggle"; As your neighbor, I have seen all the bitterness and blood and tears; As your neighbor, I am proud of your greatness and ashamed of my smallness. You and I are neighbors, you can't live without me, and I can't live without you. My dear brother migrant workers, I hope you can find your real home in the city, really feel a sense of belonging to this city, and live next to me for a long time.
Before writing 4, I thought that people living near my home were called neighbors. Later, I found out that the word neighbor is too abstruse and not as simple as I thought.
One day, I came home from school. When I opened the door, I found that I had forgotten my key. What shall we do? Mom and Dad are both working outside, and grandparents are not here. They don't go home until eleven o'clock in the evening. Just when I was anxious like an ant on hot bricks, I suddenly heard Aunt Li, the nearest to my house, ask, "Jiajia, what's the matter?" I told my aunt what happened. Aunt said, "Then come to my house!" Embarrassed and a little scared, I said, "Are you really okay? Grandparents said that you can't go to other people's homes. " Aunt smiled and said, "You child, don't worry! I'll talk to your grandparents.
You don't have to be afraid. "After listening to my aunt's sincere language, I didn't refuse. My aunt asked me to do my homework on my sister's desk and let her teach me to do it. After finishing my homework, my aunt asked my sister to watch TV with me, play games with me and help me get fruit to eat. My aunt cooked delicious food for us, and my sister was as hospitable as my aunt. She keeps putting delicious dishes into my bowl. Soon, it will be nine o'clock. My sister connected the hot water for me and gave me a clean and beautiful pajamas for me to take a bath. Between you and me, I smell a faint fragrance on that pajamas! After taking a shower, my aunt asked me to sleep with my sister.
Think before going to bed: aunt is really good! Take care of me like your own child. I misunderstood her ― at first I was worried that she was a bad person. I'm sorry!
It seems nice to have a neighbor. I don't think the neighbors are bad at all? Unlike what TV said, it will dismember people! However, I think it's a little late to realize the feelings of my neighbors. However, I still feel the feelings of my neighbors and really understand the meaning of neighbors.
Have you ever heard a deafening snoring? One after another, it is extremely harsh in the silent dormitory at noon. If you are next to your bed, it's like sleeping next to a train track. Not only can't sleep, but I'm also worried. It's a pity that she is my next bed-Zhang Sitong, who snores.
If you ask me who my dormitory dislikes the most, I'll definitely say you. Your snoring is really annoying. For me, who is extremely tired and needs sleep after a day of study, it is tantamount to the devil's song. What's more, you go to bed early every noon and fall asleep before the English broadcast stops. I can't sleep naturally.
I remember the worst quarrel with you was last Thursday. That afternoon, our class will have a Chinese exam. I want to recharge my batteries at noon, but I didn't expect your snoring to be higher than usual, and you could hear it while covering your ears. Now all the girls in our dormitory are angry, and you are not convinced to have a big fight with you. Starting the next day, I went home to live at noon every day, and the dormitory naturally quieted down.
In fact, we don't feel guilty about driving you away, because we have had problems with you before. Because a girl in our class kindly lent you a book, when you were reading in class, the teacher caught you and told your parents. You told your parents that it was from her, and your parents scolded the girl in our class again. Tell me, how can we not hate you?
However, you are not without benefits. You are a generous person. You often bring snacks, biscuits and shrimp to the dormitory ... you often lend me books and sometimes help me make the bed. So, I love and hate you.
There was another snore. I listened to your snoring and looked at the book you lent me. Suddenly, I found that being around you is really lucky and painful.
Be your neighbor composition 6 be your neighbor and we will get education; As your neighbors, we enjoy success; As your neighbors, we work miracles.
For the healthy growth of her son, Meng Mu moved three times and moved to the market for the first time. Mencius learned to steal. When he moved to the cemetery for the second time, Mencius learned to cry after the funeral. When he moved to school for the third time, Mencius learned to read and write and got an education. From then on, there was only one great man in the history of China.
As the saying goes, "A distant relative is better than a close neighbor. Although neighbors are not related by blood, they help each other and create harmony.
I used to remember that at the end of school, the weather was not very good, and suddenly dark clouds were gathering, and the downpour immediately fell, and the wind roared, as if to show people its power. I was waiting for my parents to pick me up at school, and they didn't pick me up until nightfall. Suddenly, I saw a man, my neighbor. Before, apart from one or two pleasantries, our two families hardly spoke. Although I saw him at the moment, I didn't dare to say anything, thinking that he had come to pick up the children. But looking around, I'm the only one left in the school. He walked straight up to me and said, "Your parents are not at home, and my children say you are still there. Come, I'll take you back. " He took me back to his house and saw that my clothes were all wet. He changed me into clean clothes and sent me home when my parents came back. From then on, our two families began to communicate with each other and help each other, truly achieving "distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors."
People lived next to birds, came up with the myth of "the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon", and invented airplanes and spaceships to fly like birds.
People live by the sea and make boats. People live next door to bats and make radar detectors. Man is a neighbor of nature, imitating the strange animals and plants of nature, creating a series of things that human beings need and creating a miracle of the universe!
We are proud to be your neighbor; We are glad to be your neighbors; Be your neighbor and we will make progress together; Be your neighbor, and we will create harmony!
You are my deskmate, and I feel lucky to live next door to you.
Your deskmate is very generous, and you are tolerant of me in many things. Sometimes my pen is broken, you pass it without saying anything; Sometimes, I have a question. As long as I ask you, you will patiently answer for me. I still remember one time, I accidentally broke your pencil case. At that time, I was very sorry to apologize to you. I thought you would blame me, but I didn't expect you to just let me pay attention in the future.
You are very kind to your deskmate, especially after being your neighbor, I understand why everyone in the class likes to make friends with you. Because you have so many advantages, you are not only kind, good-tempered, kind, but also good at school. These advantages of yours make us feel that I am lucky to be around you.
During my deskmate with you, I have followed your example in many places, both in life and in study, because there are so many things worth learning from you.
As a neighbor, I really learned a lot from you these days. With your help, my academic performance has also improved a lot. I believe my progress in study will be more obvious in a few days.
Before sitting with my deskmate, I was actually bad-tempered and impulsive, so it was easy to quarrel with others. I used to quarrel with most of my classmates at the same table, but now I have been at the same table for so long, but I have never quarreled once. And I was also influenced by my deskmate. Obviously, I feel that I have changed a lot and my temper is not as bad as before.
Seats in the class are changed once a month. In order to ensure fairness, teachers will draw lots to arrange students' seats. Of course, it is also feasible if some students are willing to exchange seats with each other after arranging seats. I have lived with my deskmate for more than half a month now. I wish I could live until next month.
However, now I'd better learn from my deskmate.
Do your neighbor's composition 8 on the road, because of you, I walk more firmly. —— Inscription Going shopping with my deskmate in the summer vacation, my deskmate suddenly said very seriously: What will you do if I am not by your side? Will you have confidence? I used to sit at the same table as a source of dependence and confidence. ) I looked at the sky blankly, and then I smiled. After that, you, garlic, came to my side to increase my confidence. After you moved into my house, your hair grew quickly, like a cannon. I really didn't have much hope for this guy before, because I'm not a person who can make flowers and plants, but looking at your situation now, I'm a little more angry. Why is the current research so different from previous imagination? Why do you get the same result if you work hard? Why can others learn and I can't? Why some things I can't figure out, especially in my study! Why? Why is the dream like a kite with a broken thread? With the distance getting farther and farther, I get hit in my study, and all my unhappiness is vented on you. You are silent, and of course, you can't speak. Seeing you again, I feel that your waist is obviously straight, which seems to tell me to face difficulties bravely, not to run away, not to back down. The temperature has dropped a lot these days, so I came to see you. The water in the basin has hardened, so you can't move. I shook and ran to my mother with you in my arms. Mom said it doesn't matter, I'll put you back in place. Somehow, I poured the water into the basin again. The next day, I was nervous all day. When I got home at night, I was shaking again. The frozen water changed back to its original state, and my heart shook after hanging for a long time. For learning, I really don't know where to start, but watching you grow day by day, I don't know where to get confidence, so I must study hard! You've been growing, and now it's a little crooked. I'll straighten you up quickly. Sometimes it really doesn't work, just let you lean against the wall and continue to grow. In short, stand up straight, but don't bow.
Neighborhood with you 9 "Neighbor", a familiar word, is either the source of our happiness, our growth or our pain. In fact, "neighbors" are not bad, but who you are with.
For the healthy growth of his son, Meng Mu can move three times. What about us in the prime of our youth?
Be strong, I'm your neighbor!
In order to donate the liver to save her beloved child, "runaway mother" walked thousands of miles every day, tired and painful, and still smiled strongly. In order to get rid of her fatty liver, she has been smiling at her children's happy tomorrow until the end-fatty liver disappears. This miracle of love was finally created by the "runaway mother" through strength. Don't we need this spirit in the face of an increasingly dangerous social environment? Be strong, I want to be your neighbor!
To be honest, I am your neighbor!
Haier, a famous enterprise, is famous all over the world for its honesty. In order to be honest, it personally destroyed a batch of unqualified refrigerators produced by itself. In the face of the pain of "cutting", it still did not relax, resolutely raised the sledgehammer of honesty, broke everything that damaged its reputation, and finally won unanimous praise at home and abroad, making its career prosperous and becoming the pride of the motherland. Don't we need this spirit in the face of an increasingly dangerous social environment? To be honest, I want to be your neighbor!
Love, I am with you and your neighbor!
Remember Niu Yuru? We will never forget that unknown, burning and dedicated rural teacher. With his heartfelt teaching, he inserted the wings leading to tomorrow for the children. Without the splendor of the city, he is willing to keep company with the rural landscape and has no rich income. He is willing to fight poverty. He is a disseminator of love. In today's indifferent world, don't we need this spirit to break people's inner indifference and emptiness? Love, I want to be with you!
In ancient times, "Meng Mu moved three times", but now we have moved to various qualities, and we are honest, powerful and caring neighbors. Let's make the world a better place!
I want to be your neighbor!
The wind in July is a little hot and dry, and the cicada is faint outside the window, which shows the power of the sun.
My neighbor is a kind old man who lives alone all the year round. Because of his parents' teaching and his own personality, I dare not ask her children.
At first, I had nothing to do with her, just because of that time. ...
It's so hot in July that people are bored. After painting class, I hurried home and dreamed of eating watermelon with air conditioning, but God just likes to fight you, doesn't he? I forgot my key again! I knocked on the door, although I knew my parents were at work, I still wouldn't give up. Finally, the door opened-opposite the door.
The door was opened by an old woman. The moment I opened the door, a chill came from behind her door-the air-conditioned room I yearned for! She said kindly, "Your parents have gone to work, and there is no one at home." I looked a little embarrassed and said falteringly, "Well, I know." Because of my feelings, I'm embarrassed to say that I'm in trouble now. "Don't you have your key?" She seems to see my predicament. "Come to my house, it's hot outside, wait for your parents to come back." Because teachers and parents told me that I couldn't enter strangers' houses since I was a child, I had to refuse against my own psychology. She seemed to see through my worries with keen eyes. "Grandma doesn't eat people, come in." I finally can't stick to the final bottom line!
As soon as I entered the room, the coolness completely eliminated my worries, and my strong gratitude made me start chatting with her. So we got to know each other.
After that day, my relationship with her was more than just a neighbor. I always invite her to taste the delicious food cooked by my mother. My mother was puzzled, but she didn't ask much. Therefore, every year during the Spring Festival, my mother will also invite her to our house to spend the holidays.
In July of that year, because of her invitation, it became warm and cold. It's good to be next to you.
Your neighbor's composition 1 1 You said you wanted to leave your dreams in early summer and listen to the endless singing of the sea; You said, I would like to sing the quietest notes and wait for dawn; You said you wanted to turn into sunshine at dusk and heal the clear sky ... but your poems were lost in the memories around you.
I still remember the first time I met you in a boring class, because your appearance brought something extraordinary. At that time, you were white and lead-free, but I took one look at you and decided in my heart that I would be your bosom friend. Perhaps, God also cares for me-let the teacher transfer you to my side and become my deskmate, so that you and I can have poetic memories.
After being your neighbor, it's time to really get to know you. I know you love poetry, and I gradually fell in love with the picturesque artistic conception and poetry under your influence. And under my influence, you fell in love with the rain at dusk and the sunrise and sunset.
Maybe you don't know that after you became neighbors, your name has been on my Kongming Lantern, and you just want to be a lifelong bosom friend. Maybe you don't know that after being your neighbor, the boring magazine I often took in my hand was replaced by Tang poetry and Song poetry; Maybe you don't know, after being your next door, I have a deeper understanding of the beauty in the world.
However, all the misfortunes in the world happen after "but", and this time is no exception. You will come to my world and leave my world one day, and that day will happen in early summer. On that day, you said goodbye to me in a hurry, your back disappeared in the early summer, and my poem stayed in the early summer. But I can't hear the endless oratorio of the sea, and I can't sing the quietest notes, waiting for dawn. But you are like sunshine, I am like the evening sky, and the back of your departure hurts me deeply.
Maybe you don't know, the memory around you is very light, but it brings me infinite beauty. Maybe you don't know, when you leave, I hear the sound of breaking in early summer. Maybe you don't know, I still can't forget you in the repetitive pace of life every day.
The memory around you may be the best memory of every early summer I spent.
Composition 12 Being next to you, the breeze blows through the willow tree, like a gentle hand blowing through the most intoxicating years. As the sun sets, the faint piano is singing in the wasteland beside the ancient road, and I don't know who is singing. At this moment, because of you in my heart, I have been carving for thousands of years.
Be your neighbor, the seas run dry and the rocks crumble.
Time passes slowly, and no one knows how long the years of death are. Today, my soul suddenly realized that love is a legend that God has given mankind an infinite tendency to light and heat. It falls in everyone's heart outside, and the young seeds take root and sprout, dislocating into the depths of the soul. This is an inextricable spell. It can give you the will to resist the eternal flood and make you fall into the trap of love, because you are your neighbor.
Think of that day, I am here, waiting for you at the end of the road. You look like the perfect goddess in the sun. I want to run out regardless, hoping to hold your lonely hand. At that moment, holding hands with you, facing the direction of light. I run like hell, and you sway in my eyes. I can't feel the weight of my body I only know how to run.
The gloomy sky suddenly exploded, which opened the distance between you and me. I looked up and lightning suddenly broke in, illuminating you in my eyes and casting a beautiful you on the retina wall. Your jumping, carefree and sad radian comes to me. I reached out and tried to catch your weak shadow. But at that time, I couldn't touch you at all. You wait for a while to pass through my body and fall into the darkness.
My thoughts came back to my body. I opened my eyes, but my eyes were full of darkness. It's hard to find you in a closed space. At this moment, I miss you, you are indispensable in my life, and a warmth that penetrates time grabs my heart. I vaguely hear your voice, singing our own beauty.
Three years ago, I followed my mother to a brand-new environment. We live on the second floor, and there are three people downstairs, but after only a few months of silence, a neighbor who makes us "fidgety" comes. It's fine during the day. We have to go to work and go to school, but at night, we all fall asleep. I don't know if it is coincidence or intentional. There will always be a "tinkling" sound in our ears, sometimes high and sometimes low, as if someone is nailing wood with a hammer, every day. One day I finally couldn't stand it, so I crustily skin of head knocked on your door. There was an old voice at the door, with heavy footsteps. What caught my eye was an old man's face with deep wrinkles and a pair of worn reading glasses on his nose, which was unpleasant at first sight. You asked me who I was looking for, but I didn't dare to say my question and ran away.
After a few days, the voice is still the same, which is really annoying. This time I called my mother, the same knock on the door, the same old voice and the same heavy footsteps. My mother couldn't hold her breath and had a fight with you. I hide aside, but I hate you more from my heart, an old man from the countryside.
In this way, we spent a year in noise, but one thing made me know you again.
After the Wenchuan earthquake, I saw the call of "charity donation" to donate money and materials in the street and went home to tell my mother. Mom and I came to the donation office together. There are so many people! In particular, many grandparents also came to offer their love. Then I heard heavy footsteps again. Isn't this my demon noise neighbor? I thought you would donate some money, but I didn't expect you to leave at a glance, which added endless disgust to me.
A few days later, I really saw your photo in the newspaper. You said, "I'm just a garbage collector and want to do something for the disaster area." The money was gone two days ago, and now I have saved enough 300 yuan to come back. "
Seeing this news, my admiration for you arises spontaneously. I went downstairs to find you, and you have moved away, and then a word suddenly rushed into my throat: It's good to be next door to you!
When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on everything, I wake up safely from my sleep.
Pushing open the window, you gave me a piece of hope and beauty: warm sunshine, long flowers, crisp birds, fresh air ... All kinds of flowers are brewing in the air, gently inhaled and slowly flowing in my blood.
It's nice to be next door to you!
You are the red sun on the blue satin.
Sitting under the flowers and plants, holding a beloved book and a cup of fragrant tea. In the quiet time in the afternoon, I enjoyed the beauty of being alone. The projection of leaves, flowers and branches is mottled, and books and places are black and white, which is a poetic, philosophical and meaningful picture. In this way, time shakes and shakes in silence, shaking away loneliness and getting beauty. This is the enjoyment of life.
It's nice to be next door to you!
You are the quiet time in the cradle of the afternoon.
"I am worried about the bright moon, and I will go to Yelangxi with the wind." I don't have the feeling that Li Bai cares about the country and the people. The bright moon is the silk thread that holds the love of thousands of families. Countless people's thoughts and sorrows are intertwined with bright brilliance, so light and so soft. Why not relax and appreciate the beauty in this sadness? Tomorrow's sadness will be discussed tomorrow, and today's beauty will be kept today. Don't worry about everything the day after tomorrow. Everything has its own laws, and whether it is a blessing or a curse is determined by heaven. It's just that you decide to relax or not. Everything is not up to people. The bright moon is as clear as water, so beautiful! I seem to see Chang 'e's sad and happy face. ......
It's nice to be next door to you!
You are the bright moon hanging in front of the window.
The sun, a rosy cloud, meets the hope and flows into people's hearts;
Time, a kind of tranquility is projected into people's arms;
The bright moon, a yearning accompanied by beauty, flies into people's bright eyes.
Life contains philosophy and hides beauty. Many things are our neighbors. Endless enjoyment and feelings require us to explore and explore with a positive heart.
You are a cup of fragrant tea for an afternoon trip, which awakened my drowsiness. You are osmanthus in the dusk, drawing a deep shadow in my dream; You are the morning glow in the evening, reminding me of countless dreams.
I fantasized about snuggling up with you at my desk several times. A cup of fragrant tea is suitable for the scenery, the products are amazing, and a few pages of books can be heard. Crisp pages slip through your fingers, which means a prelude to moving and a melodious artistic conception with endless aftertaste. In A Dream of Red Mansions, I found the footprint that "heart is better than stem, and illness is better than three points". "When you are free, it is like flowers shining water, and when you are walking, it is like a weak willow."
Sister Lin searched for a little life in sadness, and then ended her life with a miserable Jia family life. This makes us all lament the crisis in the last days of feudalism. Good and evil are endowed with the beauty of humanity and tragedy of lovers.
In front of the hospital, the breeze was blowing gently, and a sweet-scented osmanthus fell to the ground like a jade rabbit. The jade rabbit came quietly, bringing a refreshing fragrance. Lying in bed, holding a roll of Qian Zhongshu's Fortress Besieged, was sandwiched between the intellectuals in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War. Fang Hung-chien's tragedy lies in mediocrity. As a besieged man, he sought liberation or attachment. As the protagonist, Sun Roujia, who loves Fortress Besieged, is the most scheming person. This Chinese character with China cultural connotation has unique significance.
In the evening, the sky is full of rosy clouds, and the red clouds in the sky are performing magical and magnificent movies. Harry Potter brought me into a magical world. Harry Potter, a graduate of Gryffindor at Hogwarts, defeated his arch-enemy Voldemort with what he learned at the school of witchcraft and wizardry. The writer J.K. Rowling introduced us to this wonderful adventure.
Being next door to you makes me feel endless spiritual strength. This is the door to the dance of ideas. I will always open the door for you.