Forests

My night was different from the night that people used to understand consciously. Of course, my night was not as fashionable as that night in the music circle. However, that night was a night that I have a deep impression on my life and can hardly forget till now. That night, I felt so lonely because of the quietness beyond my habit. That night, because I had never heard a voice, I felt the helpless scene was so horrible and terrifying. Although, I know that it is also an expression of natural biological instinct, maybe it is a rare love confession, maybe it is an impulse never seen under the moon shadow cage, maybe that is the beginning of inheritance and creation under the control of consciousness, and it is a symbol of beauty, but I don’t know why, when I face the imagination that I can’t see and naturally generates in my consciousness, my heart was so empty that I felt my back was so cold when the wind shook away. The scrape of leaves rolling on the ground thought it was the wild wolf who was waiting for the opportunity to rush to my back. So I secretly thought in trembling that whether this estrangement originated from the ruthlessness of nature, or from my ignorance and imagination, and whether nature should obey my style, or should I be promoted to a new self under the influence of nature. My Palm sweated and touched my forehead subconsciously. It was cool and wet, just like morning dew. I know that my life is made by my parents, but when I am mature, I cannot be separated from the common wind, Frost, rain and snow, and the continuous cycle of sunset and rising moon, There is also the clear spring water flowing away and coming, and the land with thick virtues. They have shaped my soul and body. How can they change because of my likes and dislikes. So, I simply woke up, not listening to the breeze singing in the crack of the door, pushing open the old glass window, listening to the water and grass swaying, watching the Reed swaying, and letting it wash the complex heart, what if I belong to this night? Frogs sometimes gathered together, sometimes played alone, sometimes echoed with a few sounds, the water birds spoke just occasionally, and then gradually moved away with the waves. The fragrance of autumn leaves and fruits came and went with the wind. What was left to me was just a touch of drunkenness. By accident, the river in front of me suddenly glowed with orange light. Gradually, a golden belt stretched out to me around the mountains, which seemed soft and rigid, floating directly to my eyes and body, I was a little dizzy at that time. I covered it with my hands, lowered my head and looked at it carefully, and then I saw the spot red on the leaf of the prickly pear in front of the window. I know it’s dawn, and the sun’s shining eliminates the anxiety in my heart all night, I feel quite angry. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring…

Waiting

Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain…

Be good at listening to different voices and opinions

On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites…

Read The Bridges of Madison County

“When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted…

From today on, I want to be happy

I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me…

Sick time

I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…