Thank

Before the sun climbed to the horizon early in the morning and the smoke of every family rose, I started my day’s work. Cold and summer festivals are repeated, never stop, and do not feel tired. In my consciousness, the sky is blue and the wind is amiable; The clouds are romantic and the streams are clear; The earth is benevolent and the rain and snow are pure; the world is kind and human feelings are warm. The existence of the whole world is the truth, and people in this world are all marching forward for this truth. Facing the sunrise, I felt that I had a pair of steel and iron bones, which drove me to work without stopping for a moment according to the unbearable passion. When one thing is just finished, another thing will be picked up. It will start and end meticulously, fearing that the fleeting time will turn into a euphemistic farewell from the sunset in a flash, turning the progress of the day into a sigh of regret; facing the red sun that can be achieved by the three poles, I feel that people all over the world are shaking hands and talking with each other. Only when I have to catch up with a long distance can I arrive, this not only makes me ashamed, but also makes me work harder; Facing the scorching sun, I feel that I have the potential to do everything. Sweat can be wiped off, fatigue can be resisted, short rest, everything can continue, firmly believe that what the hot sun gives me is only a cup of confusion, and the loss of time is my fault. The air is so clear and mellow, the world is so beautiful, and the world of mortals is so fascinating. Before we had time to think about everything, we got on the right track one day with rules to follow. Just like a child growing up day by day, he breathed fresh air to his heart’s content, tried hard to stretch his arms, grew his body, and looked at everything around him with novelty, the screening ability and adaptability are naturally formed in the subtle influence. Believing in the birth of a life is never inevitable. One by one chance made you, me and others become one of the intelligent human beings, so gratitude is a kind of kindness, and there is no objection. The fact is so simple, and life is so wonderful. Being a person and doing things with a grateful attitude will not waste the last time in the afterlife. Believe in the beauty of the world, believe in the colorful halo of life; Believe in love is power, believe in responsibility is navigation mark. Endurance will promote wisdom, and wisdom will give you a happy life. In my life, I am always alive and vigorous. I do things quickly and never muddle along. I was not afraid of the stars and the moon, nor was I afraid of the black light; I was hungry and simply pulled a mouthful of rice. I was thirsty and drank a gourd of water. I slept in bed for many years after I was sleepy. This has always been the case. I don’t know when I started to find myself falling in love with sleeping late. I always feel that time flies too fast. Before many things start, the sunset brings dusk. Tired, lazy and rushing in, I don’t want to give in, so when the sleep mode is turned on, pick up the phone, walk through the virtual world, in the words of you and me, trying to get the spiritual food that belongs to your own lack in the comprehension between the lines. However, it is really too sleepy. The thinking space often becomes dissociated, mixing today and yesterday together, combining scattered notes and doing unorganized movements. I think I am trying to retain something, what do you want to treasure or insist on, but my will is not firm enough; There is another question, about the problem of getting up early with less sleep, I will be silent desperately, I think silence is more coverable than explanation, because I don’t want to draw a final conclusion for my behavior at this time. It’s too difficult about which one is more suitable for me to go to bed early and stay late, I have been trying to find cases that make me convinced, so every specific and vivid life interface is presented in my mind one by one, but finally I still haven’t found a satisfactory answer that makes me give up. Sleeping late is a bad habit, I know. No matter for the body or the law of life, it is a kind of damage, so that the overall internal and external environment of the individual will be disordered. But why should I sleep late? I don’t know when I started to find myself falling in love with loneliness. When I met a lot of people, I always felt that enthusiasm was a little redundant. I liked to smile lightly and lean on the inconspicuous position. Then I turned my eyes to their sharp edge and waves, smiling at the ups and downs of the wind. Don’t want to show, don’t want to grab at the forefront, change the previous pioneer role; When something happens, always feel calm, less impulse more into buffer. After years of sharpening and fetters of life, how many edges and corners do I have? After experiencing the warmth and coldness of life, the noisy streets and tides rise and fall; Touching the desolation of the world and perceiving the insignificance and humbleness of human beings, how much passion do I have? And who tell? Perhaps silence is to return to the true nature of life, and there is no need to complain about it. Default to the past, look at today, is there any tomorrow that has not come? I don’t know when I started to find that I fell in love with words. Is it because the material foundation is superimposed day by day that spiritual life has room for improvement? It is because of the opportunity to stretch the charm of a form of expression which is inherent different from physical expression under the mental perception and refinement of the taste of rolling, that is, the combination of pen and experience produces words? Or take advantage of the convenience of mobile phones to browse the web space in a few minutes. The enchanting essay is just like the yellow skimming of spring, and the melody of spring is spinning in the bottom of the heart; The interesting epigram forum is just like the bright stars in the sky, which makes people silent and powerful. Or the long night, in the mode of silence, open the space and tap the keyboard of the mobile phone with dexterous fingers to write the sound in the bottom of the heart. Ambition and longing, Love and Tears, hate and drunkenness, frustration and success can all be presented without facial expression. Therefore, it should be corrected to be clear whether there is a direction after thinking about living, the action will have a good effect, No doubt. Sometimes it resonates with others when discussing with others, but most of the time it is you who talk with yourself. You are your judge and you are your presiding judge, which is as simple as that. I also understand when talking about childishness and craziness, just like people who can’t write like shouting and shouting, and those who can write are stupid. Because cannot empathetic. Words can not only carry the heart, but also form a tacit understanding with all kinds of voices. I don’t know when I started to fall in love with it. He is small and thin, and he is mainly engaged in the occupation of physical labor. I always want to spare time to talk with words and make friends when I am busy and free. The space is wide and wide, and the market is full of troubles. I like contradictions and appreciate the hardship of life. Look back life antecedents, like Yellow River with Gap have occurred, and a long time can not let go. However, human beings are just like the grass buds in spring, and the riverbed after the rainstorm in summer will start at once. Therefore, thanks to life, thanks to vitality, believe in vitality of life, and dominate your own life. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) the snow in spring

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