Anti-corruption

The long-length novel The Price of Love change, created by young and middle-aged writers Liu Xingbin and Huang duoliang in Jiangxi province, has been officially published and released by Baishan Publishing House recently. The price of love change is a classic masterpiece in 2015 among writers in Jiangxi province. It is not only a romantic novel, but also an anti-corruption masterpiece. Li Qiu in the novel was originally a woman with love, hate and ambition. If she loved it smoothly, her life would be colorful. If she regarded hate as love, she would certainly become a myth in the world. However, after all, she regarded losing love as hatred, hatred as sin and power as personal gain. Therefore, her life began to be abnormal, her career began to die, and her power began to indulge until she went to the road of crime. This is the tragic fate of the protagonist in the sad female county magistrate. From the price of love change, the author read out the author’s tenderness like water, and even read out the author’s straightforwardness. In this novel, there are sunshine and darkness; Love and hatred; Career and greed; Justice and sin may, this is the life in the author’s eyes, and this is the real society in the author’s heart. This novel is not only a sad song of life, but also a horn of anti-corruption. When reading it, there are tears in the eyes and regrets in the heart, what leaves people more is to think about corruption every generation, and the patterns are also different. Different from the past dynasties, many officials who lost horses nowadays have the shadow of mistresses. The price of love change vividly shows this phenomenon. Beauty is associated with corrupt officials. Corrupt officials are happy with beauty. One has power and the other has color. They trade power and color in the dark. However, people are water, officials are boats; Water can carry boats, and can also overturn boats. People, ben gu Bunning. In Wang Hai’s eyes, Li Qiu, as the vice of a county, would be like a fish in water as long as she cared about the masses. However, she went against the wishes of the people. In this book, Xu Ming, Ju Long, Li Qiu, Li Mingwei, Shen Xiuwei, Zheng Shaoming and others deviated from the masses and gathered power and greed, greed and color, color and killing into Devil’s palm, finally, they were sent to the trial stage by the people. Therefore, the author deeply understands that the way to be an official is not only to pay attention to people’s livelihood, but also to have compassion, and to take career as a political responsibility. This is the value orientation of being an official. Although the author is a common villager, from the cost of changing emotions, the author realizes the way of being an official: whether he cares about the masses or himself, whether he seeks for the interests of the masses or himself, this is a watershed where party members and cadres are politically qualified but not qualified, and their style of work is excellent but hard. In the days when the whole party deeply understood the spirit of the report of the 18th National Congress of the Communist Party of China, the author created and published the book “The cost of changing emotions”, perhaps aiming at telling party members and cadres to put people first and govern for the people, we must take honesty in politics as the first life to maintain, and party members and cadres must always remain clean. Opposing corruption and building a clean politics are our party’s clear political stance and major political issues concerned by the people. If this problem is not solved well, it will cause fatal harm to the party and even subjugate the party and the country. From the price of love change, the author not only saw the dangers of corrupt elements, but also saw the strong determination of the Communist Party of China to fight against corruption and promote honesty: with Zheng Shaoming, Shen Xiuwei, Li Mingwei, Li Qiu, with the fall of Xu Ming, Chu Julong and other people, the central government not only strengthened the anti-corruption efforts, but also a group of higher level officials related to the case were being investigated by the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection in life, power is a kind of public image, sex is a kind of reflection of family affection, contentment is a kind of life wisdom, and Chang Le is a kind of life realm. However, Zheng Shaoming, Shen Xiuwei, Li Mingwei, Li Qiu and others in the price of love change misread this point. If they have to learn to choose in front of the need, if they learn to give up in the face of temptation, if they learn to stick to the principle, they can’t step by step to the road of no return (Li Jinxing) Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) spring snow 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…

october

The osmanthus in the corner of the balcony didn’t show any sign of blooming two days earlier. This morning, there was a faint smell of fragrance. Looking carefully, the osmanthus bloomed overnight. While smelling the fragrance of flowers, watching carefully, little white flowers were hanging on the branches, clusters, so delicate and so pure. The early morning wind swept over the osmanthus trees on the balcony, gently shaking the green leaves and small white flowers, and a wisp of fragrance came into the room, lingering in the fragrant fragrance for a long time. I haven’t observed this osmanthus tree so carefully for a long time. Maybe life is too hurried, the fast-paced life is too busy to take care of the flowers and plants around, or perhaps osmanthus trees are so ordinary in the days when they do not bloom. There are sparse leaves on the thin branches, and you can’t see the prosperity of luxuriant leaves. The leaves that are not too dark green are a little emerald yellow, so it can be said that there is no attraction at all. Just in the days when the weather is getting cold and everything is depressed, osmanthus trees gather all the ordinary days and quietly bloom small white flowers in the autumn wind. The little white flower is still plain, and I didn’t notice it even if I didn’t pay attention to it, but it was just a faint fragrance in the autumn wind. My heart is also blown by the autumn wind to be flustered and silent. A wisp of flower fragrance flows into my heart, which will confuse many sentient beings. I am no exception, and I am intoxicated in the plain fragrance. I wonder if this is the charm of autumn? Is it the mellow flavor of the season? My thoughts drift towards the beautiful dream, letting me enjoy the beauty and fragrance in the ordinary life. In the cold silence approaching winter, small towns in the South began to smell the fragrance of osmanthus flowers. By the middle of October, with a little cold autumn wind, the fragrance of flowers had filled the city. I always like the fragrant season of osmanthus flowers, walking alone in the scenery of October, feeling the cool breeze of practicing, feeling the slight coolness of the days gradually seeping into my body. In this way, I can clearly understand that life always has ups and downs, and that I always have a day of aging and silence, and I need to cherish it when I live. Although there was an obvious scene of seasonal reincarnation in the October field in the South, but the leaves were a little green, the purple flowers on the other side disappeared, and several sparse dragon boat flowers were swaying feebly in the wind. A piece of fallen leaves slowly fell down in front of my eyes, touching the pain of inner silence, and my thoughts were instantly immersed in the separation injury of late autumn. At this time, the wind blew from the side, but there was a faint sweet osmanthus fragrance, but the dim fragrance could not find the direction of the sweet osmanthus. This kind of atmosphere always makes my mind active. My heart is like the lake water moving in the wind, but I can’t see the reflection in my heart clearly, which also makes me lose my direction. Such a mess in my heart, or because of the obsession in the world of mortals. Only the faint sweet-scented osmanthus can gently soothe and calm down. Facing the slight coolness, a wisp of sweet-scented osmanthus is lingering in sorrow. I can accurately feel the warmth, comfort and comfort of my heart, or you have never been far away. Walking in the cool autumn days, I was helpless to see the fallen leaves and counted how many autumns there were in my life. The Green Years are getting farther and farther, and finally it can’t reach a leaf of autumn cool. The relentless time poured the hot hope into a lake of Autumn Water, calm, silence is like a happy life. We can never go back to the colorful season, and we can never go back to the time when we are young and don’t know how to worry about. We can’t even have money. This is the ruthlessness of time. In this season, I can only face bravely and then calmly. Facing the reality is a difficult choice but the only choice. I can only wait for the years to grow old calmly. I have gone through Passionate Years, experienced more separation between life and death, and more and more like clean days. In the cool autumn, watch the leaves blowing away, smell where the fragrance of flowers comes out, put down the shackles in life, and become a relaxed free man. Maybe I really want to admit that I am old and can no longer change something, although my heart is still so eager. Over and over again, the heart is more than enough but the strength is not enough, which makes people truly accept the fate. Flowers Bloom is the fate, and leaves fall is the fate. Everything is in the arrangement of power. Spend the light time in the years with heart, feel the ending and plain of prosperity with heart, and the most real life is to disperse the flashy. It is just like the ordinary and plain of osmanthus osmanthus. It does not compete for delicacy but does not fall in love with prosperity, but it can be fragrant and gentle in a lonely season. Late Autumn, the autumn of life, sitting alone beside the osmanthus tree in front of the balcony, a pot of green tea, a favorite song, makes the years simple and quiet. On a quiet day, let the fragrance of flowers touch your mind, put your thoughts in words, and let the happy memory in the heart gently and gently. I don’t need too much extravagance any more. I loosen my hands tightly, put down the prosperity which has already withered safely, and only use the most indifferent heart to hold the most mellow thoughts. My heart is like sweet osmanthus fragrance, and the warmth is coming in winter. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) 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…

My

Speaking of luxuries, most people think it is something that cannot be bought with money. When I was young, I didn’t know what luxury was, let alone that there were so many things called luxury in the world. When I was young, on my birthday, I ate one or two eggs cooked for me by my parents in the morning, and ate noodles with garlic sauce made by my parents at noon, which made me very satisfied. Everything else is luxury. When I was in high school, the Flying Pigeon or permanent or Phoenix bicycle which was called hero car at that time was a luxury to me. Because parents are not able to buy such famous brand cars, even ordinary bicycles are not qualified to buy. At school, the journey of seven or eight miles had to walk two rounds every day. The most pleasant thing is to rush home after school at noon every day. When I get home, I quickly pick up my job. No matter what kind of meal my parents cook, I will put a big bowl, he hurried to the neighbor’s house and listened to the storytelling of Liu Lanfang or Yuan Kuocheng on the radio, Tian Lianyuan or Shan Tianfang, while eating casually into his mouth. The storytelling was finished, the meal was finished, and I hurried to school. At that time, it was really an extravagant hope for me to go to school by bike. When growing up, a production team only has a black-and-white TV, which is usually kept by a special person, and only moved out for a period of time at night. More than 100 people in the village watched around a TV, standing on the stool, standing on the table, and there were stools standing on the table. The programs at that time also attracted people: “People from the bottom of the Atlantic”, “Garrison’s death squads”, “the eighth year of enemy camp” and so on. The viewing scene at that time is still unforgettable. At that time, I kept thinking about when I could have a TV in my home? Later, many families in the village had televisions (no matter in color or black and white), but their own families did not. Television has become my luxury. This dream was not realized until marriage. At that time, I bought an 18-inch color TV set with an acquaintance of 2,000 yuan. Before I bought a TV, the radio and the recorder were also my extravagant hopes. And the radio also accompanied me through the low ebb of my life, especially the bad work after graduating from college, which made me despair and die for a time. It was listening to the wonderful music from the radio wave, it was the program “youth” of China National Radio station that gave me courage and perseverance in life, and it was also the program “eight and a half Tonight” that gave me happiness and expectation. It was also the help of my relatives and friends that made me walk out of the frustration slowly. At that time, I didn’t know what was luxurious. Now I think it is a great luxury for me and everyone to get out of the low ebb. BB machine and mobile phone were also my extravagant hopes. When I saw others holding multi-function mobile phone which could listen to songs and take photos, I was so envious. That fashionable mobile phone was once my luxury. On TV, people who love writing are often seen typing words in front of the computer. At that time, the computer also became my luxury. I dare not think that one day I will sit in front of my computer and write my mind log. In 2450, I went to Luoyang to work with my younger brother. When I was walking after dinner, I saw the price of each car marked in front of the door selling electric cars was Yuan. I sighed: think about myself working for three months. I can only buy an electric car if I don’t eat or drink. At that time, it was also my extravagant hope to ride an electric car to work or go shopping. Every time I see hikers riding leisurely or crossing from this city to that city, I envy them very much. Why don’t you have their leisure? I don’t have a stable job and income, and I have to travel for life every day. Even riding once a month has become my luxury. Other people’s son is diligent and studious, but his son only knows how to play every day. I want to see his reading and writing every day when I come back, which has become my luxury. Life is that there are so many unfulfilled wishes, which are all people’s luxuries. But there are many luxuries, not these, but fleeting things. Gradually understand that having a happy and warm home is a luxury for everyone, because it is difficult to maintain youth forever. Especially in today’s social environment, people will lose if they don’t pay attention. Therefore, my friends often advise me to cherish what you have, and don’t regret after losing it. Now I also know that many luxuries can not be bought with money. For example, people who remind you to add clothes when it gets cold, people who cover your quilt when you fall asleep, your favorite job, your mood of enjoying beautiful scenery, and your parents who have been healthy all the time, an object that condenses feelings, a childlike innocence that is always maintained, and the courage to enter the world. These may be difficult luxuries for everyone. In today’s materialistic world, who doesn’t care about the true feelings of the world? Now I have a deeper understanding of what my teacher said: peace is blessing, health is blessing, and keeping a happy mood is blessing. However, these must not become people’s luxuries. Praise (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) on January 4, 2011 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…

Loft

Lu Yan Ting (Jinzhou city Wei Zheng Primary School 13582369218) haven’t heard Chunlei, up to number spring rain. The days of dust and fog on February 26th and the haze flying all over the sky were so depressing that people could not breathe. Night sleep, feel more oppressed, I had dinner, discard large comfortable wooden bed, to loft rest. Suddenly, roof approaching over patter, I was wondering, then too it uttered several Clack, rain, I said to myself, to rabbit nest put up plastic shed, I think of the loft outside on the balcony of the Rabbit, find with plastic bags, cut open, cover rabbit nest top, go back to the attic, in bed, N Oise, N Oise ~ rain inclusion wind, wind blowing askew rain, or tight or slow, qing luo in rabbit nest on top, clack, splat rabbit nest top immediately came raindrop sound. Crash, crash-~ rain growing, balcony on drips the flow. Will School begins tomorrow niece to my help finding clothes, I go on pointing pointing, later told niece Rain, is? Really? You won’t hear that right? Niece casual, I found, not loft, not window closer look here is not feel rain. Suddenly worried about just unearthed cassia seed tender shoots, in this pi li pa la rain in, the how to struggle, will loss leaf bow? Just put Ming, rain gradually stops, I can’t wait to run to ground, tender seedlings Ah, not only no loss leaf bow, but juicier: leaves bright green, stem column straight, no half and rain traces. I more like cute seedlings, away all day access it, appreciate it, I can’t help but notice, savvy cassia seed shoots is continuing his Shu branch leaf expansion, evening leaves away, like invisible butterfly, also deemed touched Mimosa, is it with a knack for last night of rain didn’t interrupt its tender fiber diameter. Ah, what a magical nature! Both animals and plants know how to protect themselves, let alone us human beings? Discard broad bungalow and lived in a high-rise buildings, almost completely cut off closed-door window, wind and rain when in the outside world, dry up not landing gas; Up to the attic, lin yu-hearing, seems regression natural, raindrops hit alighted on the roof, more Qin Yun in heart, warm in heart. Spring Night Rain, spring night rain! Listening to the rain in the attic, listening to the sound of ding-ding-dong, praying for the smooth weather and peace of Guotai. 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…

Collection

For a beautiful legend engraved on the stars and the moon, deep in the smoke wave, I set out from the corridor of Xiangge and lifted up the seasonal dress in the world of mortals with the Lotus steps of Shanshan, sitting in the park, I borrowed the rhyme of a new word to see the fine rain falling slowly. The melancholy mood and the wings of missing render the long time and the gentle feelings of ripples. In some lingering and cold hearts, I am a nostalgic woman after all, often in the years, I remembered those old dreams of a light of clear Dew, two taels of White Frost and three taels of Moonlight. I always like to watch you so quietly, let the wind from afar lift the care of the clothes corner, and pour out the youth of this life. If you are well, it will be sunny. Recalling the past years, that clear encounter, that gentle hand in hand, that affectionate smile, always engraved in the depth of time, warm my thin and cool heart, it turns out that I like a person, it was so simple, with a few words showing the tenderness of the intestines and a smile, it would be wasted all day long. At the end of the year, I haven’t forgotten it. Deep in my memory, there is always a colorfast time, spreading over the branches of the season, singing repeatedly in the years. The murmur and oath, the lingering and romance of the past always grow gently in the traces of ink painting. Recalling the season when the heart flower starts to bloom, half of it is pain, and the other is sad notes, those deep-hearted yellow, those sentimental thoughts, and those affectionate and leisurely eyes, my heart was messed up and my heart was wet. In the hazy autumn season, the air was filled with slight sadness. Everything seemed to have changed because of you, all have become a different fragrance. Even through the small window of time, you can still see your face, which is still so clear and so clear. The wind of fleeting years crumpled the ripples in my heart. I miss you in the lonely words. I miss you in the sleepless long night. On the road of time, I wish that this warm feeling will live forever in the long river of life. How many throbs and thoughts are coming in the wind. It turns out that if you like a person, it is not necessarily a long watch with your hands, but also a watch across the mountains and water. With one heart and two idle talks, this poetic Park is bound with the most beautiful dreamy love in my heart. I read your shadow carefully with the most gentle waiting, with a bright posture, I will give you a wisp of warm fragrance, hold your hand and smile at the years. Even if happiness is only a short stay, I am willing to give you a lifetime of tenderness and sketch the appearance you first met. Time is filled with love because of your appearance, and beautiful as poetry because of your companionship. I am willing to take off my pride for you. In this life, I will only lower my eyebrows for you and make up for you. Life is a blooming flower as well as a falling flower. Through the time of the world of mortals and in the golden years, I am still the woman who likes words and loves you most. I am still studying a pool of ink incense and writing a piece of love. Put Qinghuan in the heart of the brow, let the past like smoke as light ink, graceful and restrained into a moving love painting, in the dream of the fragrance of flowers and clouds, embellished the steps ahead, warm the beauty of life. You are there, I am still there, and the most beautiful understanding is also there! Second, the details of autumn in “this autumn is like last year” make me feel a little trance. I tried hard to think about the autumn of last year and the summer of last year. I met you. In the late autumn of last year, Chongyang was silent and understood each other. In this autumn of this year, each of them is at the end of the world, but there is always a dim coolness, which seems to be colder earlier than before. Perhaps heart cold! Probably because of autumn, the feeling of season is always withered, and flowers and leaves are no exception. Although it was once brilliant, it was always like a beauty at dusk. The curtain call was also flustered and there was no way. When I think of flowers, there is always a little anxiety. No matter how beautiful the flowers are, they are also cool. In tea smoke and Zen sound, touch is plain and cool. In late autumn, osmanthus flowers bloom all over the trees, and small osmanthus falls into the clear pool, which is lonely and moving. Small flowers are clear, like famous incense, like guqin. When you are at leisure, you like to be alone, sitting in the corner, secretly like the faint fragrance, low eyebrows or smile time Corner, deep in the season, fallen leaves are dyed into a layer of gold with pain, which is the most rare and painful. Who can still hurt the flashy present? -Style gradually cool. Today, in Chongyang, Wild Goose characters are in line. Autumn color autumn rhyme, a little bit, falling into the heart of fallen leaves floating and floating, how beautiful it is, how melancholy it is, just like love, how beautiful it is, how melancholy it is. Spring flowers and autumn moon can’t reach, the world is like chess, and the world of mortals is cool and thin. The mountains and rivers are mighty, whether love is already, love is not said, it is wrong to say it, third, “fragrance dyed heart ink” has been looking, looking for the plain and clean place where the soul can be placed, you can read, write, Miss, forget when you get up, and always like to walk on the park path alone and quietly, listening to the voice of nature, I always like to sit quietly in front of the window, brew a cup of scented tea, watch the smoke and rain in the window, and enjoy the bitter and happy years. Then, in a quiet midnight, use this beautiful square word to write down the story with you, a little touched, a memory, a mood. If you understand my deep love, I am pleased. It has nothing to do with the wind and moon, but now I just want to talk to myself. The world of mortals is numerous and complicated, and the time is cool. For nearly a year, there is no room for renewal, but it is quiet. Thanks to those friends who never give up and have never met before, they still want to live quietly, which is fresh in their memory, maybe it’s just because I’m tired and close my heart. I wish you are well and still waiting behind me. You are, I am, and I know how to draw now. Practicing calligraphy has spent me a lot of time and enriched myself, I just want my heart to calm down and not be blinded by the flashy things. I am just an ordinary vulgar. I just want to return to the simplicity of life with a simple heart, to be that simple and quiet woman, to stay alone in the pure sky with a slight smile in the quiet time in the world of mortals, look lightly at the happiness of the clouds in the sky. I still like the simple and pure days, where there is a room to live in, with a beacon lighting up, putting a cup of fine tea, reading my favorite books, listening to my favorite songs, doing what you like to do is like this. The peaceful days will also breed a little quiet, a little warm, and warm beauty of life. According to the fragrance of calligraphy and painting, there is a tranquil heart that has nothing to do with the world. In the exquisite years, I also stopped in a hurry and panic occasionally to feel the clear breath of nature. Then, listen to the gurgling stream, smelling birds and flowers. In the hustle and bustle, I am sober and calm. Life is so quiet! IV. I don’t know whether it is the fragrance of flowers in the wind or the scene of strolling with you in the park in the dream of red cherry and green plantain, so easily my mind expose, that 1.1 drops of outline, word level Love sign-in, always feel in the autumn wind Laurel, is a look of demure, glowing first met beauty, compared with the four eyes, that kind of amazement and delight is just like going back to the beginning when I met you at the beginning. Just a glowing glance makes me intoxicated in the transformation of truth and illusion, don’t know return. After passing by, the flowers bloom and fall, and the clouds gather together. Does my pen and ink hook your past, or did you sing and wrinkle my sadness? The romantic feelings of Tang and Song Dynasty added some tenderness and cold charm to my normal days. Maybe I walked alone for too long, but it was a little thin and cool. Once upon a time, those who said good were not separated, and finally there was nothing to say. They were all at the end of the world and made some love dearly. They just missed each other like this. They really wanted to be a peach blossom, which only opened in your heart and was, just to find a love between the Earth and the Earth. Flowers have flower language, and people have deep feelings. In fact, whether you come or not is in my heart. Ruoke, let me be a poet, leaning against the small window, reading your smile and the test written by the years in the rainy afternoon and under the clear moon, in a cool way, I can see many encounters in my life when layers of flowers and shadows bloom under the moon, which are long-lasting love and beauty, such as the encounter between winter and snowflakes, such as the flowers in autumn and the full moon, such as the tree blooming in spring. Just like the Book of Tang and Song poems that people read repeatedly, for thousands of years, it has been elegant, graceful, soft and consistent. Ruoke, please live in my small words, even if the world is so noisy, I promise you a quiet. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, plant red beans of lovesickness for you. The moon is short of full moon. Those words that have been said to you are my shallow heart words, those poems written for you, I use time, read it over and over again. There is no willow on the moon, and no one has an appointment after dusk. You live in my words like this until you get old. Do you think so? Smoke clouds, sun and moon, pink and black spring and autumn, take a wisp of breeze, travel through time, watch the city called missing. In fact, I can’t touch the truth that you have been here for a long time. If the past was just a hangover, who did you wear red makeup for that clear rainy season? Even if, I am just a youth on the ancient eaves of your time, looking back at the sky, I can always pick up a light blue, that is me, hidden in the bottom of my heart, under the sun, you can pull out a piece of bright, just like you, warm eyes, a glance, Millennium. Leaning alone, leaning alone in the long bar, thoughts, thoughts v. “flourishing, light moon osmanthus” The yard osmanthus blossoms are full of branches, picked up a few branches and inserted in the bottle, the fragrance of fragrance surrounded the whole room, the red dust is light, window moon. That distant mind became more and more hazy in the dusk. When the clear moonlight was blown out of coolness by the night wind, the sad Earth began to sink, much like my heart. I know that this season is not suitable for missing and forgetting. As if it was a dream, in front of the three thousand osmanthus, I was no longer a woman walking on the ink painting, no longer collecting the moonlight in the courtyard, no longer remembering the past of fragrance, I just want to grow old gracefully under the moon of osmanthus. The melancholy of the past has become the memory of today. Don’t ask, how many shades of fate can a small celadon tea bowl contain? Don’t ask a spring peach, and find out who’s window. Having tasted the fragrance of flowers and clouds, we know that the past like peach in life has already poured into clouds and smoke, leaving only a small fragrance of heart, which is quiet and silent in celadon. 1.1 drops of outline, word level Love sign-in, I don’t know what is in the wind flowers, or courtyard of Moon, so easily my mind expose, flowers General, I was looking at the moon by leaning against the window, and the wind blowing away my thoughts in the quiet night. I don’t know why I remembered the scene when I first met you, the fleeting time of red cherry and green plantain seemed to be a lost dream, in the blossom of flowers, let a curtain of hard work amazed, dyed a picturesque appearance, in the flat and narrow breeze, the wind and the moon are dazzling 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…

The North

In Beijing, the subway that I often take is line 14 and 6. The place where I live is near subway line 4. Perhaps, any subway line is not as prosperous as line 4. No matter when you take Line 4, you will feel squeezed meat pie. I even found the most suitable reason for myself to take line 4, which is suitable for losing weight. If I take the subway every day, I think I can definitely cultivate the devil’s figure. There was a long queue waiting for the car to approach. When the door was opened, my legs and feet no longer belonged to me. The craziness of the crowd behind me pushed me into the carriage, and the earphones on my ears were squeezed out. When I put them back, this is the next stop. I like listening to music in the subway, which is deafening. In this way, I can think about my own things in the noisy subway. Sometimes, I will conceive a short article, if my hand could reach into the bag and take out the mobile phone, I would write the essay of the idea into a talk, and then put it into a text after going home. I wrote a lot in the subway, but when I finished writing, I found that I had already taken the station, so I returned. Many of my articles were completed in such round-trip carriages. It has been nearly three months, and my sleep time is getting less and less. Especially after receiving the draft, it often appears that the whole night is spent in checking the materials. I just like to write in the middle of the Night. The more reason is that the silence at night can make me talk with myself. The unrestrained thinking gradually becomes clear, as if there are stories and self in front of me. The first section of “Beijing subway” started in summer and ended in summer. I thought I could continue my second section in the season of long skirt fluttering, which was really unexpected, at the beginning of the second section, I wore a long woolen dress with a long scarf wrapped around my neck. There was cold wind outside the window. I have always known consciously that I am belongs to laziness, just like a lazy cat huddling in the corner of the wall in winter, just waiting for sunshine to touch my white hair and lazy eyes. The subway is still the same. I am on the subway of Line 4, leaning against a window diagonally, and there is NO boiling in the headphones. ONE Sea, I suddenly forgot which station I would get off at, and clearly remembered that I would go to a hotel in Haidian to attend my friend’s wedding. In a panic, I looked through the address book of my mobile phone. Fortunately, there was an uncle who knew my grade of road insanity. Uncle, I’m going to the gold and silver hotel in Haidian. Which stop should I reverse? With two or three minutes of waiting, I was no longer in a panic. I knew that there were text messages pouring in from my mobile phone, and the content was the exact bus route and the left-to-right turn after leaving the station. At that time, I felt a kind of warmth. Thank you very much for having such an uncle who can give me directions to go home anywhere in Beijing. There were more and more people in the subway. A child who looked like a student carrying a guitar began to play while singing. I turned off the music on my mobile phone and began to listen to this child singing Xu Wei’s Blue Lotus. I think this child is just a singer, not humble or begging. He just sings quietly there and sings the songs he likes. I don’t know how others treat this singing child, at least, I am like it. Even, in the next bus, the child playing the guitar was still in front of me, and the Blue Lotus sang by him was still beside my ears. Suddenly I really wanted to talk about the thing ten days ago, which was just like a piece of glass, stimulating my fragile nerves. On November 16th, I took subway line 4 to line 6 to visit Mr. Li Dazhong, a painter of calligraphy and painting. In the corridor leading to Line 6, the mobile phone in the bag rang. There were photos received by WeChat, on which were injured arms and blue legs. To be honest, seeing these photos, I am angry. I even stopped. I stood in the corridor of the subway, and there was a kind of liquid called tears flowing down my cheek, dropping down the corridor of the subway. I clearly know that the protagonist in the photo is my best friend, and what kind of violent beating she suffered at home. I leaned against the wall of the corridor feebly, and the collapsed cold sweat soaked my clothes, which instantly became cold and moist again. I called my good friend again and again, but no one answered. It seemed that I could hear her crying in fear, but I could do nothing. I didn’t want to transfer to the subway or visit the master any more. I turned around quickly and went back to the subway of Line 4 at an extremely fast speed. I just want to know that my good friend is safe, and the station I want to take is called Ping An Li. The subway of Line 4 is always crowded. It seems that there is only the distance between gloves between people, but it is strange, Is apathy. I was pushed into the carriage by people behind me, and I only occupied one part of my body, as if to be squeezed into biscuits and unable to breathe. The subway was listed as the destination at the New Palace station. I got off the bus again in the crowd of hula. What moved me was that the phone rang and it was called by my good friend. She didn’t cry, but told the whole story calmly. Her peace scared me. She seemed to be telling a story that had nothing to do with herself, but my heart was already painful. Spring elimination snow 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…

Another

(1) at first, all kinds of small food were tempted, and then I played the game of throwing a pen cap and picking it up by hands, playing the game that his hands were hidden in the bed and caught by me as a little mouse. When I opened my arms to hug him into my arms, he hid in the corner of Kang. I closed my eyes and grabbed him when he came over carefully and squatted down to look at me. He screamed excitedly and bent his back with laughter. Two-year-old Kaiyi got acquainted with me after three or two times. Then he showed me all kinds of skills, such as pitching, driving a motorcycle, riding a toy bull, and dancing hip-twisting dance. Children can perceive love and love most accurately. He will stick to whoever raises him, and he will think whoever loves him is beautiful. It was cold last night, so I slept outside the floor-standing curtain with purple jasmine and Morning Glory. I felt happy when I pulled the curtain this morning. The four purple jasmine flowers which were in full bloom last night were still open unexpectedly. It seemed that the morning glory flowers were still open on this node as usual. Now, there are five half-waist vines in a row. They also showed me their ability, just like the cute little Kaiyi. After raising flowers, it was like raising a daughter. She was happy while thinking about it. Flower also dependents. My mercy and gentleness are nourished by the growth of branches and leaves, the unrestrained blooming, and the incessant fragrance. (Ii) in the large porcelain flowerpot with pure white Foundation, three or five red magnolia flowers on the wall, wavy edges and glowing light, it turned out that there were more than a dozen blooming phalaenopsis flowers, this year I planted morning glory with it. I just opened two, and somehow the leaves and vines withered together. I took off the dead leaves and cut the vines and went out to tie the string on the flowerpot. White porcelain flowerpots are full of morning glory, which is my dream that I have raised for several months. The realization of a good dream is often the kind wish of human wishful thinking. Wish and reality are always separated by mountains and water. Many times, the mountain also climbs and wanders, but cannot reach the other shore of wish. Not think blow. To bear and accept all kinds of bad things in the world is the volume refined by time. After encountering setbacks, we still believe in breeding hope, which is the sunshine mentality brought up by flower cultivation. I loosened the soil in the flowerpot with a small shovel, and mixed it with special fertilizer for flowers. Crops and flowers all depend on fertilizer. Only when the soil is fattened can the soil raise crops with deep roots and strong seedlings. It was my father’s lesson when he was a teenager. I remember that at that time, others were still busy planting a crop of millet after cutting wheat in June, but my father left the land idle until September to sow wheat. We were anxious. He said that the soil was the same as human beings, and the wheat grew a lot of strength. Now we had to let it take a breath, and then we tried our best to make it strong. Preparing early to accumulate strength is also the confidence to accumulate life to go to a broad place. I used my father’s experience of raising crops to raise flowers and Sons, which was quite fruitful. (3) the flowerpot for raising peony has been idle for a long time. The vigorous peony root dug from my hometown in spring, not only did I not raise flowers, but finally the branches withered into a handful of dry firewood. Why do you still need to work hard on hopeless things? Simply let the basin soil dry thoroughly. With extra rice washing water, it will be poured into the basin and filled with some fertilizer that has not been used for a long time. Take out the rotten root of the flower-Cultivating soil together. Heart will action. I opened the soil, but was stunned for a while. In my mind, the flower roots which had been beyond redemption unexpectedly gave birth to several little white fibrous roots. At the top of the old roots, there were white bulges, and many of them were clearly new-born bacillus. It turns out that the root of peony has been trying hard to grow, but I gave up its lack of trust and patience, which is a taboo to raise flowers and children. The same is true for cultivating feelings. You have to take your time, moisten things silently, and then you can get through the water. The flower root hidden under the soil is like the emotion hidden in the heart. You are not a clink eye, how can you see through it at a glance? Through the education of flowers, I have strengthened my faith in believing, enduring, waiting, accompanying and watching the baby flowers and all kinds of things in the world. (Iv) a blooming red palm flower stem, somehow cracked, and the edge of the flower was also damaged. I have already lost hope for that flower. Flowering stems but don’t give up, straight flower unexpectedly bend over bend over, 1.1 point healing wound. Although it is not as tall as other flowers, it still has a red flower. Plants, People and every life actually have the ability of self-healing. Therefore, do not worry about nothing. Sometimes, it is also merciful not to help or help others. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) 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…

Please not

Xiaoni once again ushered in a new task, which was to borrow the craft in her warehouse regularly, and when the craft content was changed, she informed the borrowing staff one by one to change the page number content. No, Xiaoni started the work she had repeated many times again. She picked up the phone from the studio and informed them one by one: Hey! Hello! Your craft needs to be changed! Thank you! Please come here to change the borrowing process! After an hour, Xiaoni finally put down the phone with dry mouth, took a breath, and there was only one person left. Once the notice was finished, the craft left in the warehouse could be replaced. But it was this person who made Xiaoni hesitate and hesitate. Was it a phone call? If she doesn’t fight, it will affect her work. Let’s fight. Although this difficult girl is Xiaoni’s classmate, she always complains repeatedly and grieved in every Notice. It’s OK if she just listens to complaints, xiaoni could only make many noises in her ears, but the communication with this female classmate made contributions with her own mobile phone. In her classmate’s mouth, this contact information was euphemistically called “more direct and faster” by her, it is more convenient than using office public telephone. Therefore, the poor public telephone in her office retired. As a result, every time Xiaoni listened to her complaints and nagging, she became a precious word. This time, Xiaoni stared at the name of her classmate in the mobile phone in a daze. Xiaoni understood that it was very important to change the version. If the version was not replaced properly, it would cause quality problems of the product. Every data in it, every paragraph of words is related to the quality of the product, but every time I call, the long complaint turns into a huge weight, and Xiaoni can’t breathe. For Xiaoni, whose monthly income is only 2,000, this telephone bill is accumulated day by day, which is also a lot of pressure. However, Xiaoni still endured the dissatisfaction and heartache in her heart and dialed the phone. The beep in the phone hurt Xiaoni’s eardrum. With a Bang, the phone was connected, and Xiaoni spoke hurriedly: Hello! Where! Hello! Your craft needs to be changed! Then, a paragraph of words came: Why change the version again? Didn’t I just change it? Why is this version changing endless! Xiaoni’s head is getting bigger! You said! What did you change? What model? What? Who changed the craft? A series of questions made Xiaoni stunned. She stared at the phone sadly. One second, one minute, ten minutes, and twenty minutes passed like running water. Xiaoni seemed to see the clashing coins flowing away in the water, the colic inside is really called helplessness. Fan’s nagging still spread around my ears: Don’t bother me to nag you. I’m not going well either. There are many jobs and complicated things. It takes me a lot of energy to add your version change! And you inform me to change the version so frequently, you go to discuss with the technical unit, and let them not take the change as a meal! Xiaoni had a black line. This unreasonable request was that the factory task should be carried out and the progress of the unit should be carried out. However, she asked herself to ask others to postpone the work. Xiaoni almost vomited blood. Nagging is going on. Why did you say I was in a bad mood last time? Why am I not good? I said something more to you just because we are friends. Don’t be annoyed. I just say something and complain. You have to learn how to work, don’t change the version so actively! Xiaoni couldn’t bear it, so she had to say to fan: Sister, can you understand me. We are working on our own phone. You can’t forgive me. I only earn 2,000 yuan per month. Please help me save it! Your salary is low. You tell the leader. I didn’t take you as an outsider, so I told you so much. And you usually use a public phone and other people’s notice, just use a mobile phone with me, how much can it cost? Xiaoni wanted to cry helplessly. So, Xiaoni thought, even if the notice was in place, cruel, hang up. Therefore, Xiaoni hurried to say that I was informed and I hung up first! No hanging! You haven’t made it clear, how can I change the version? Xiaoni’s tone was already anxious: that’s it. It has been almost half an hour. I can’t communicate with you for half an hour every day for changing the version. I can’t stand it! After saying that, he hung up the phone and took a long breath. Therefore, Xiaoni thought in her heart: if she regards work as a burden and imposes her own burden on others, it can be regarded as a plot to kill others’ lives. There are always people invisibly, cutting others with an invisible knife and taking it as happiness is also called cruelty! Therefore, Xiaoni shouted out the words accumulated in her heart: Please don’t complain about you in my world! Please don’t let me pay for your complaint! 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…

Encounter

This so-called swordsman is a mantis. Somehow, this mantis is a little different from the impression, mainly the color. Generally, the common one is mostly green, while the guy in front of him is dark brown. If it is really difficult to find it on the land, is it for disguise? On a whim, he caught it and put it on the table. Take out the phone and take a photo of it at close range. I saw a row of hard serfs on its forelegs and a hook at each end, which may be used to hook its prey. The head of the triangle twists and turns from time to time, looking left and right, as if observing the surrounding environment. Prominent and bright compound eyes, slender antenna, very beautiful. In my hometown, Mantis is called machete, which is very vivid. Generally, on jujube trees and locust trees, most of them are green and slightly yellowish. I never provoked it when I was young, and I was afraid that its two broadswords would hurt me to some extent. It is said that it is a carnivorous insect, which can prey on insects of fly, mosquito, Locust, cicada, locust and so on. Seeing it, I couldn’t help thinking of idioms related to it, such as Mantis catching cicadas, yellow Sparrow behind, mantis arm blocking the car and so on. “Wu Yue Spring and Autumn period” recorded that mantis catching cicadas aimed at advantages, but I didn’t know. People who understand doctors say that it can also be used as medicine to cure diseases, cure shock and twitching, detoxify and reduce swelling, hemorrhoids, beriberi and so on, which is really unexpected. Speaking of Mantis, I have to mention mantis boxing. Mantis Boxing is a traditional boxing that imitates the evolution of Mantis movements. It was created by Wang Lang from Jiaodong in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties and has a history of more than 300 years. According to legend, the ancestor of Wang Lang observed the movement and movement of Mantis catching cicadas, took their expressions, endowed them with yin and yang, and applied the methods of up and down, left and right, back and forth, advance and retreat, the mantis boxing method was created by performing 18 ancient methods. It is a treasure of Chinese traditional martial arts and a wonder of Chinese martial arts. In addition, Mantis is often loved by Chinese painters and is often carefully described at the end of the painting. I have seen many works of Mantis painted by old Baishi on the Internet, which are vivid, interesting, small and cute. Of course, the paintings are also expensive. After the photos were taken, they were sent to WeChat, which also made friends have a glimpse of the swordsman’s elegant demeanour. I remember that in the poem “walking on the village road in autumn” written by Le Lei from Song Dynasty, there was a road where rice flowers were the Lord, Red Dragonfly accompanied by green mantis. Unfortunately, today’s mantis brother changed his luggage, hehe. 2015.10.24 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…

Mortal

When I took the subway for the first time, nothing shameful happened, because I was always confident of my intelligence. In such a large subway station, there was no urgent matter, so I slowly watched others’ operation and the indication signs. Anyway, no one knows me. I am not afraid of making a fool of myself. If you really couldn’t understand something, you asked someone with a good face, so you took the train station from the west of sports smoothly. Even if you took a bus halfway, you didn’t feel uncomfortable. But when I heard the interviewer said to take B31 BRT to get off at a certain place, I was confused. I don’t know what BRT is! Although I often go to Guangzhou by train, I have never visited the city before, and all of them take special buses directly to the railway station. I have never eaten pork, but I have also seen pigs running, but now I don’t even know what BRT is, and I dare not ask it out. My intuition is that this BRT is an ordinary thing. Do you want to ask foolishly: What is BRT? I feel that my forehead is sweating and my face is black and purple. For the first time, I feel that I am outdated in the countryside and have nowhere to put my limbs! Office colleagues said that people who don’t know English, computers or driving are illiterate. I only know a little bit of English. I remember that once I went home by train, it was a train from the terminal station to Guilin. The train closed the toilet after passing the tunnel. A ghost always gave a urine rush and kicked the toilet door, all the black eyes in the carriage looked at him, and there was no sound. I stood up and said: pleasewaitfifqinminutes. Originally I am wanted to say: The train is passing the tunnel, please wait a moment. But I couldn’t remember how to express the word tunnel. Fortunately, the ghost always understood and said thank you politely, then stopped kicking the door. I suppressed a sentence of English, which made my face blush. At the same time, the compatriots in the carriage looked at me with admiring eyes, which also made me ashamed. I can only turn on and off the computer. I didn’t take the driver’s license test, and I always felt that I couldn’t afford a car. It was useless to take the test. Because I didn’t work hard when I was young and couldn’t enter the university for further study, I lost many opportunities and many thresholds were stuck by the university diploma. At first I thought it didn’t matter, but later I buried myself in reading books. After getting the diploma, the nature of illiteracy had changed. I finally understood what BRT was. I walked about 5 miles on the road and inspected two BRT platforms before I understood. I think it will be fine someday, spend 2 yuan to take all the BRT routes, and lose its so-called BRT. Company. So one weekend after I joined the job, I took BRT from the south of the city to the north of the city. I compare my journey of this day to two large strings of sugar-coated haws, each of which is a sweet and sour hawthorn wrapped with thick sugar. After getting off the bus, it was already dark. I sucked a large bowl of roast duck rice noodles, went back to the rental room with a satisfied stomach, and began to take back my heart to prepare for the new week’s work. Facing the hot air from the fake fan I bought at 45 yuan, I looked at the Field snail in the plastic basin given by washing powder on the balcony, the three rice shrimps I caught in the ditch were staring at me warily at the stone seam made at the bottom of the basin! The street lamps illuminate the road in rows, and there are waves of footsteps kicking. The crisp or rude male voice and female voice are out of order. I began to plan to eradicate illiteracy for myself. I bought a new concept of English, a copybook, and kept learning for a month without any progress. I just understood that I had forgotten more than half of the English words I learned in school before, then pick up not easy. When I started to learn computer, I had to learn to type first. I engraved the keyboard on the simple dining table that could be folded in the rental room, and put my hands on the homemade keyboard when I came back from work. A month later, I could type without looking at the keyboard. Although I couldn’t remember five strokes, I learned Chinese Pinyin well, so I could type on the keyboard with ten fingers like flying. Seeing the office manager’s skill of typing, I despised him for countless times in my heart. I didn’t consider literacy because I couldn’t afford a car. But finally I signed up. Theory, because I have sufficient examination experience in self-examination, I will pass the exam with full marks once. But for the five items, I took the exam three times and hung up three times. The questions each time I hung up were different, which was really endless. In fact, I don’t like cars, bicycles, motorcycles or cars. I like walk. My friend said this was my excuse for myself. But I like the train, and I like to take the green car that can open the window. The gentle cool breeze blows my face, and I can watch the platforms of different sizes at close range, the busy and happy passengers up and down, these are all the scenery I like to see. But now it gradually disappeared. The high-speed rail and the speeding-up ordinary cars didn’t open the window any more, and the big and small platforms passed quickly, which made me unable to see clearly the famous brand of the station sign. These are all things I don’t like, including unreliable planes. In fact, the ship is also good, but there is no water transport when I return home to Guangzhou. It seems that if you walk back to your hometown one day, you may be keen on getting your driver’s license after you have walked enough. I didn’t try hard, just like the comment of my fifth grade teacher in primary school: follow the crowd! I haven’t fully understood the meaning of following the crowd till now. Although my academic performance at that time was the best period in my study career, this casual comment made me indelible in my mind. Maybe the teacher was just writing comments to complete the number of comments. However, I know that I did not work hard all the time and did not really work hard to do a good job seriously. Some of my progress was the rapid growth I got after following the crowd! Laixizan in 2015/11/24 (prose editor: Ink drops into wounds) the snow vanished 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…