Flowers

In a hurry, it had been twenty days since I went and went back. It was very fast and I had to step on the old place again, but it was also a hurry to go. I couldn’t stand half a step. Very fast, life is too fast, even sigh is helpless, after all, it is a rule! However, the only thing I can do is to do more happy things and less troubles to win the joy of life! What is helpless may not lie in the hurry of time, but in many deeds that have not reached the end of wishes. In fact, before that, there had been a lot of coldness replacing everything. Actually, I haven’t really fought for it until now. I just did what I should do and took all the things I should undertake! Although some things are willing to accept, there are still some incomprehensible ideas in the process. Most of the time, I comfort myself while I can’t help looking out of the window. The most visible distance is the overlapping mountains, although some things are vague, but there is also a broad mind that comes from comfort, until some troubles fade gradually and then face the reality. In the real world, in fact, there are many things that go against reality happening around you. There are many beautiful wishes that are just ignoring the reality, and many yearning, but they are often struck by the reality, and then they realize that everything is almost impossible! The source of the factors causing fantasy is unknown, but it is definitely not because of drugs. The opposite is easy to get hurt, but I still like this kind, although there are many people who know that they have already filled their hearts! There are few words in the morning. Even if you get up early, you are still too lazy to write. Or tea tasting is a hobby, because it is rarely interrupted. If we continue to calculate, there are few things to stick to in the world! Of course, it does not include everything related to love, because even if these things cannot be explained clearly for a while, they can never be ignored. Without these, people are no longer human beings. Even if the five bodies are sound, they cannot be regarded as human beings. Thinking about it carefully, there are many things that can’t be done in this life waiting for later generations. That is nonsense, but it is really helpless. Only a kind of silent concern can be used as the reason to make up for it. Friends who haven’t seen each other for many years will ask a lot when they meet each other. They know it is a kind of concern, but they still have a feeling of loss. Imagine: from the flow of time, many things have become unfamiliar because of the middle. Then, it means everything starts from scratch. But in fact, there have been many times. Therefore, under such psychological activities, it is not difficult to imagine that there is certainly a side that cannot be expressed. Therefore, there is always a feeling of depression, and the place and direction of release cannot be found. Then, it naturally becomes a seclusion state. Even if a person is in a remote mountain, he may just be unaccustomed for a while. Sitting quietly, enjoying the scenery outside at the same time. Many people kept pace because of their work, which added a little tense atmosphere to this small town. People and objects become one at this time. I believe that no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is also a pool of autumn water without the foil of people. Several years later, perhaps the familiarity of all these will become the scene retained in memory. Or maybe, I will still try to forget it. The cruelty of life lies in that you cannot grasp a lot. Sometimes even if you are nostalgic, there may be conditions that are not allowed. In fact, coming and going is also an inevitable result, just like the past, footprints are like spring flowers and autumn moon likes (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…

I don’t

Some time ago, on a literary website, I saw a member in his twenties introducing himself as a writer, thinking of someone who was almost forty years old, and he knew nothing about words, let alone any achievements, I am really ashamed. Coincidentally, yesterday, someone called me a writer in the office, which made me scared and at a loss. Let’s agree. Some people don’t know how lofty they are, and they are afraid of humiliating the sacred title of the writer. It shouldn’t be. I’m afraid of others’ gossips behind my back. If I write a few words, I will get carried away and be arrogant. Later, when faced with other people’s titles, I politely advised: I just wrote a few words of rubbish, how could I compare with a writer? Others also seemed to feel my sincerity, which matched my name. To be honest, becoming a writer is the dream of everyone who loves writing, of course, including me. However, not everyone can be a writer, and there are countless people who can write a few words casually. However, few people want to make the words vivid and superb. In my mind, a writer is firstly a person who loves life and advocates beauty. Imagine, a person who loses confidence in life and is full of boredom and antipathy towards society, he complains about life and society all day long, how can a pen be used to objectively and truly reflect the reality? Even if it is written, it is also to vent the anger in the heart and write something anti-social and anti-human. Such a person is not worthy of being a writer, but can only be regarded as a traitor of words. Only people who love life and advocate beauty can write beautiful words. Music conveys beauty by sound, painting and calligraphy presents beauty by color, while the beauty of words is restrained, implicit, silent and colorless. Its beauty is hidden between the lines, which needs to be understood and understood by heart. When I read Guilin landscape when I was young, I couldn’t appreciate the charm of words. I just saw the beauty of Guilin landscape from the illustrations. That kind of beauty only stayed in vision and presentation. A few days ago, I read this article carefully for several times. I read the words with beautiful charm and swam among the mountains and rivers in Guilin. This kind of beauty was remote and deep into the marrow. A writer must be a person who loves and reveres words. This kind of love cannot be changed from day to day, but a kind of enduring and faithful love. This kind of love cannot be mixed with anything of fame and wealth, but must be pure, noble and spotless. Only when you are full of love for words can you get close to them, be obsessed with them, and be willing to use them to weave colorful flowers of civilization. Some people say that the writer’s emotion towards words is just like the farmer’s emotion towards land, while the swordsman’s emotion towards sword is sacred and inviolable. A writer must be a person with sharp eyes and delicate emotions. The vast world is complicated. How to select the materials to be written from this dazzling world? How to use your own unique perspective to understand the nature in others’ eyes? How to guess the inner world of flowers, plants, trees and everything in the world? This is afraid that only real writers can answer it. A writer must be a person who is absent-minded and willing to be lonely. Throughout the ages, all literary masters are people with extremely high quality. In a society where material desires are overflowing and utility is overflowing, only in this way can we not be confused by fame and fame, be moved by profits and wealth, be pure-hearted, and devote ourselves to creation. For example, Sima Qian, after being punished by a demoted official, still insisted on his persistence and reverence for words, and finally wrote “records of the Historian” which was praised as the masterpiece of historians by Lu Xun and had no rhyme of Li Sao. How valuable it is! A writer must also be a knowledgeable person. It is not enough to have a passion for life, an obsession for words, a unique perspective and rich emotions, but also a profound knowledge. Otherwise, when the pen was mentioned, it was empty in the belly and hung upside down for three days, but there was no drop of ink. How could it be called a writer? Therefore, writers must be diligent and studious. The ancients said: Reading is broken, and writing is like a god. Only shoubushijuan, abdominal poetry, to accumulate steadily, wonderful flower. Compared with a real writer, I can only be regarded as a shallow and ignorant person. But I still have a little interest in writing. Write it when you are free! Don’t expect to move others, then expect to move yourself! Even if I can’t be a writer of words, then let me be willing to be a slave of words! Praise in 2015.6.4 (prose editor: Ink drops become wounds) snow vanishing 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…

Heart dream

If you fall in love with someone you shouldn’t love, no one can understand the scars in your heart. Facing separation, pain, betrayal and depression, I didn’t know that sadness was inevitable until the moment I began to doubt life. Some things don’t need to be asked, and some people really don’t need to wait. Because I don’t know whether the so-called ending is good or bad. So revel. What you don’t get even if you try your best is not that you are not good enough, but that you will have a better appearance. Reluctant to fall in love with someone who doesn’t love himself, the result is still himself. Feelings cannot be used as food, and moving is not love. From the moment when choosing euphemistic rejection, I should understand that something should be enough, otherwise it will cause antipathy and even disgust. So revel. I used to think that people who loved me would not leave me, because he/she was afraid that I would be sad. Later, I found that both the people who loved me and the people I loved left me. I didn’t know that it was enough to learn to love myself. Because the Earth does not revolve around you. For those who are moved or unable to be influenced, let him go! Maybe he will have a better chance to appear, so follow the fate. In the past, I always liked to put others’ feelings on myself, so that I could feel the same. Later, I found that I ignored my own feelings because of others’ feelings. The final result is to let yourself bear it. It turns out that living in others’ eyes is really tiring, so I live for myself. If you can’t grasp the fate, let it go. Fate will lead you to find your partner who really cares about yourself. Maybe that is true love. Since we can’t force it, we can follow the fate. The hint with Heart was indifferent, and it might have come to an end until the moment it was stated clearly. I didn’t ask myself whether it was worth it until I had been reincarnated for several times? If the answer is worthy, please continue or go back. The pursuit is different, and the result is naturally different. So revel. Experience is just the past, good or tomorrow. Watch the sunshine and wait for warmth. All along. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Butterfly smell

For example, this morning, when it rained, I was lazy and at ease, sitting cross-legged, the music was open, the spring water was gurgling, The Red Maple glitter covered my whole body, my heart was upward, the Buddha’s light was shining, and I shared the essence, I also felt the pots of plants, the sofa tables and chairs sitting quietly like me, and all the creatures in the Dharma world felt it. They were as comfortable as me, drift passes Dangyang Baihui flow limbs belly, bringing together dantian. I fought with my child that day. To be exact, it was twisted without hitting. When I was checking his homework, I found that something seemed to be missing, so I turned out his homework notebook, but he caught him to death and didn’t show it to me, therefore, the mother and the son started a war silently. That boy’s weight is only five kilograms lighter than mine, so I am a little inferior to that of us who are fairly precise. At the time when I was ready to disarmed, I just heard a break, and the child’s father broke in, which made me win a narrow victory at the moment when my son was in a daze. I proudly raised the spoils of war for my son, and at the same time, I smiled flattered to his father to show my gratitude for his timely appearance. But in the end, I became the focus of education. The child’s father told me with great sorrow: how can I rest assured to leave my son to you, and even to the point of fighting with my son, how old are you, the most shameful thing was that he couldn’t beat his son, and such a son must be disobedient when he grew up. These two statements were strongly opposed and argued by my son and me at the same time. Can form determine the essence? Can’t. How contradictory and harmonious it is to sit in meditation and listen to Buddhist scriptures and form a group with my son without distinction. Do you know yourself? I didn’t know. I just want to unload the armor, sit down easily and know what I am doing. Due to the lack of keen eyes and full courtesy, he couldn’t observe others, so he kept talking about himself in order to reach reconciliation with others and accept the truth that he didn’t want to be accepted. Trying to get your footprints on the road? But the avenue was always at the dim light. With a little greed, the black hole was ready to devour me, you and him. Being too careful and not cost-effective, I lost a lot of fun gained from adventure. With a few high segments, I made a fire-fighting action and turned around in front of the flame, then I retreated all over my body, back to the Moonlight and laughed. Many people burn half of their wings, but at the same time they comfort themselves. How can they Nirvana without being bathed in fire. Lao Tzu told people to say something natural. He is too smooth, this lovely old fox. But he was so smooth that he was comfortable. He was not only clear at the autumn but also as deep as an ancient well, so smooth that he had returned to his original nature. But what I fear most is the conflict between nature and enterprise, and thoughts run counter to reality. When is the social background natural? Most of the people followed him. Smelling half of the result was that they dealt with their own lives. Ruan Ji was like this. Ji Kang was the most extreme. He walked to the guillotine with Guangling scattered, let your character be completely romantic. Recently, when I read Mu Xin, he changed whether Ouyang Xiu had ever read books or not, and nothing could not be said to others. If he had never read books, he could say something to others. Ouyang Xiugong’s tone was so strong that his latter sentence was simply encouraging others to speak out all the privacy; Mu Xin’s predecessors were too modest, in his own words, he dissected the textures of all kinds of people, such as Literati, philosophers, musicians and so on, from the top to the bottom, from ancient to modern, from home and abroad. Most people were a fable in his eyes, to explain himself in his own words, then he stabbed the fake art with a short knife of literature, and the art was splashed with blood. Surprise. He was born so much that he didn’t want to enter the society with this mentality. He seldom relaxed. He saw through the essence of pessimism, but chose to continue pessimism. Maybe he is optimistic and pessimistic. However, he admired Ji Kang. It can be seen that their souls are meeting at a certain moment. At that moment, they all went back to their original baby state, and they loved the world full of Raptors ardently. As long as there is an instant meeting of souls and a complete understanding of human nature, people can work hand in hand harmoniously for many years. But this kind of harmony often has the isolation of space and time. Therefore, don’t expect to be satisfied. Where is perfection in this world? But looking around, all the situations in the stock market and real estate market were about to come, but the weather was so good that people were absent-minded. The breeze was cool and the people were eager to get drunk. How could I sit down and hurt the spring? Don’t ask I am the wind or the heart. The boy murmured: What is the stock in the world? It teaches people to laugh and cry. Someone next to him curled his mouth: he didn’t hear anything outside the window and only drank Pu’er tea. 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…

san yue

The wind in March is light and spiritual, tearing a tree flower soul; The rain in March is melancholy and dignified, pounding on the ground and falling on the ground; Moreover, the flowing water in March is lingering, sweeping away bright petals one after another. Standing in front of the peach tree, use a flute to open the sky of this season for the passing, drifting and still withered flowers, and let the soul of beautiful flowers rise slowly with the light rain and fog, float to the pure sky; Use a guitar to play the melody, let the flower fairy rotate, dance and float with the dance music, cut off the worldly friendship and bring the dream to heaven together; with a suona, I finally gave her a ride and sang a melodious funeral song for her. Gently use the palm to warm a peach blossom face, as if hearing the heart rhythm beating of the peach heart. In the whole March, it has been beautiful, bright and smooth; Also in this March, torn, beaten, washed. It seemed that I heard the most beautiful song in March, and also heard the most solemn and stirring elegan in March. The wind in March blows the dusty thoughts in the cold winter, the precipitation and the painful thoughts. I have seen the traces of people wading through the dust in Chu river at dusk; I have looked at Liu Yong’s wine and smiled thin and poetic at the broken heart; Who is lonely and still as beautiful as flowers? Who fell in love with dreams throughout March? It is peach blossom in March! A dark red fruit begins to give birth to a memory, a voice, a heart, a legend. On the land far away from your dream, I am waiting with my haggard face. On the lonely tears, there is a peach fairy coming in waves, singing a sad and touching love story for me. Dream is far away, peach forest is lush. It is said that Peach Blossom is heartless and idle. Is the silent pain and lonely expectation my sad heart? The brisk bird drops down the branches without flowers, twittering, just like the secret words of Angels, cutting through the twilight of the sky; Like the messenger of the flower fairy, delivering a kind of message, it conveys her sorrow and lingering like me. Buddha said: Everything in this world is closely related to God. I seemed to hear the sound of nature, the song of soul, and the song of soul. It turned out that I was not alone, because what fell was petals, and the flower soul always accompanied my heart. Praise on March 28th, 2013 (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow vanishing 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…

Read

I once saw the book “understand life” in my friend’s place, but I didn’t put it down when I picked it up. The content in the book was reasonable with examples, the words were simple and plain, and things were like in my ears, but the truth was profound and true. After reading it, it makes people feel suddenly enlightened, and the haze in the heart is cleared away. It is like a thoroughly remoulded body and suddenly enlightened. Suffering from adversity is usually a kind of luck to people. The black father in the book brought his son to know Van Gogh, the son of Gao and the poor shoemaker, who was too poor to marry a wife for his whole life, and made his son understand that God didn’t let people’s success be seen from their birth. This son named Il Prague was the first black journalist who won Pulitzer Prize in American history. Luck sometimes puts its favorite among the lower class, letting them conduct humble occupations and keeping them away from money, power and honor, however, it makes them stand out in a meaningful and valuable field. Holland said: the most delicate and charming flowers grow on the darkest land, and those grandest and straight forests always take root in the steepest rocks, raising their heads to the sky. While Gao Pu even broke the secret with one word. He said: not every misfortune is a disaster, and adversity in the early years is usually a kind of luck. Fighting against difficulties not only ruined our life, but also prepared rich experience for the more fierce competition in the future. I read the truth from the book and understood the people and things around me. Yes, each of us has no smooth life. It is always as high and low as a rolling mountain. It is common to shed tears, sweat and blood, facing it calmly will make us feel a little happy and proud in the memory of the years. My best friend experienced an extremely difficult setback in her life. Her devoted lover betrayed her, and emotions such as grievance, anger and confusion once occupied her ideological space. In addition to accompanying her, I gave her more advice to study. It was a test for her to try to take this setback as a gold stone. In that summer, she wandered beside the green lotus pond, reading and thinking, walking out of the shadow and putting down the burden of her soul. She found a job with a new mental outlook, independent and self-improvement. She was far away from the previous full-time housewife life surrounding her husband, children and family. She became generous, self-esteem and self-reliance while learning tolerance and calmness. She also became more fond of reading, because reading cured her pain and changed her life. Now she is enjoying the happiness of work. Many setbacks are always a good start, and adversity is the prelude to prosperity. Some people grow up in setbacks, while others fall down in setbacks. If you stand up, you will be able to achieve a better self; If you insist on the ground, people who feel sorry for themselves and sigh deeply, are doomed to continue crying. Life that has never experienced setbacks is not life at all. Frustration is the primary color of life. Just as the chewing gum advertisement says: disillusionment is the beginning of growth. Reading teaches us to face adversity with an optimistic or pessimistic attitude. Facing setbacks optimistically will make us stand more stable. The great poet Ji Bolun said: When you turn your back to the sun, you will only see your shadow. When we choose to look at the dark side of things, we cannot see the bright side; When we choose to be pessimistic, we cannot be optimistic. Whether it is career, family or health, we will encounter a low ebb. However, we keep a humorous and philosophical attitude and positive confidence, overcome our psychological defects and accumulate a little bit every day, after a long journey of life, there will always be gains and happiness. Reading makes us strong and wise. Reading helps us walk out of the shadow of life and find sunshine. In the noisy world of mortals, we feel that we are too busy to read and think. In order to survive, in order to comply with many cooperations in the world, I am wronged by my own wishes. After one or two times, I have already become numb, and more people are keen on going to parties, sauna, to sing and dance, then loneliness becomes a deadly poison, and the game life becomes endless fun. Living alone in the fighting room, holding several good books, reading them carefully at night became the luxuries of a few people. Spring flower autumn no longer, Red Light Green dance still. The wise man of sculpture is looking at us coldly. After the hot wine, we were keen on the expectation of the next party; Ridiculed the text messages and kept reading, ignoring our more responsibilities. No longer afraid of ignorance, but regard poverty as a tiger; Don’t think about what you are doing, but sigh with emotion that time flies ruthlessly. The fear of human nature is not its own cowardice, but the shadow of life. The thoughts of the philosophers are like lonely stars. I stick to the pleasure of reading and enjoy the life of reading. 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…

Mother

The weather is still a little cold, the weather is good and bad, a spring snow is as tight as a spring snow. Inadvertently, the spring breeze woke up in sleep to cheer up, and began to push the plate again and again in the silent winter. The air became a little hot and turbulent. The sleeping winter hurriedly looked at the time and found that the sting had passed and the rain was just around the corner. So he moved his stiff legs and feet hurriedly, restrained the giving of snow, and prepared to hurry to let spring stay here. Spring is really busy. She blew the horn, from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, from the hillside to the mountain depression, from the river beach to the stream, from the canyon to the mountain stream, from the plain to the desert, from the forest tip to the heart, so she was bathed in, the spring breeze brings the breath of spring, the fragrance of soil and the warm waves of spring the winter wheat in the wheat field finally couldn’t help stretching out the immature corners from the soil; the newly planted garlic in the garden behind the house did not show weakness to drill out purple seedlings; The infatuated willow beside the river was swinging with yellow branches at this time; The sunny slope, potherb emerged from the ground with a tight heel; In the wilderness, the children shouted loudly like a copper bell! Spring is like a birth woman, as if the nature has thousands of lives overnight. Mother, the sunny spring called the earthly world is on the way now. When you leave, you will arrive at the Spring Festival as scheduled: Peach Blossom, apricot flower, cherry flower, pear flower, lilac, they are the advance troops of Green Hope, driving in courtyards, gardens and mountains; They are the colorfast fairy tales in your daughter’s heart. With them, there is spring, my son still keeps following the steps of happiness on the day you leave. Listen to their immature voices, as if the dandelion in front of your grave is open to the wind quietly telling your hometown dialect! My son walked through the streets of spring, staring at the shadow in a hurry, looking for the sound of heart in the direction of feet. There are a few lines of chivalrous and courageous demeanour when walking in the vigorous steps. Just like what you told us when you were a child, my father traveled to the mountains and mountains with his legs to measure the loneliness of the mountains and mountains. In his heart, it was the concept of our family to eat, wear and warm, the happiness and well-being of a family is the power for him to make a living and walk in the marketplace at all costs of physical strength and energy. The good hope for life makes him proud and full of strength. In this hot land of this world, ordinary days and ordinary lives are staged every day. The children who went to kindergarten went to primary school, while the children who went to primary school went to junior high school and went to college. After graduation, they began to look for jobs and stepped into the ranks of the society, which was a cycle like this. Adults draw the outline of the future from generation to generation. From their back, I can see the unchanging calmness of everlasting ancient times. The persistent power shows the unchanging supporting spirit. Spring goes and spring comes again, and the vicissitudes of autumn are quite gone! Mom, my son misses you and wants to tell you that your daughter is no longer the wild girl who rides a motorcycle and carries her life all day through the streets without fear of the sky. Didn’t you say it was a boy’s business? Today, she still wants to be a man who refuses to admit defeat. She is learning to drive her own van. She thought there was nothing that could not be done, but someone who dared not challenge. A person often fails in his own cowardly heart tactics, rather than in the fact that the fact itself has a narrow choice. Recklessness is certainly not advisable. Wit, boldness and delicate thinking are the best way to grasp opportunities. I am always lucky that I don’t admit defeat. It is because of this that I am very tired and sunny. You can rest assured that this should be the place I am most proud of for you? The giving of well market is not in short supply; The noise of the world is not in short supply. Put aside the coldness of nature and gain a piece of purity; Avoid the entanglement of the world and embrace a piece of belonging. In the spring when you don’t miss your appointment, the market is in order. This is life, probably what you often say about being steadfast?! We work at Sunrise and rest at sunset every day, but compared with your and father’s work at that time, it has greatly shrunk. Sometimes I get up at in the morning and start to work. Sometimes I sleep until and wash slowly. Then I slowly enjoy the time nobody cares about, and then I work spiritually after being lazy for a while. But I am seldom busy until the sunset. It is not that we are lazy, but that your children are more comfortable than your father and you at that time. Open the door bolt of spring, wipe the new green, ya ya Chu, let life love, we all come to your knees in that form, shaking your arms, take your finger and grow up slowly mom, my son misses your warm embrace in mediocrity, leaving your love in dreams. If only you were alive today! Sitting on the warm Kang, don’t worry about the wind and rain. At the age of 77, you shook the Pu Fan to talk to us about your daily life. Listening to the old tune, you asked your grandson to teach you how to use words and sounds to talk to your foreign descendants who were longing for you all the time. But you are gone, and I also told your mother in this way of words that your children are good. Dream is the true mirror image that soul conveys to consciousness through cerebral cortex, so I am very happy to indulge in the dream that appears with you, and also have the opportunity to explain your missing. Flash nine years. Today, the spring breeze is coming again bravely. The sand and dust are flying, the mountains and rivers are recovering, the land is soft, the green is soaring, and the plow passes through the field! Spring rain is coming, machines are coming, the land is wet, and machines are running! They are farming, whistling and Dancing with the spring breeze. The terrible sandstorm can’t hinder the hope of sowing. The hope of life is just like you leave and ask us to stay to complete your earthly growth! Mom, my son misses you, it is another year February 27. I galloped in the wind, with sand and dust everywhere. The yellow sand rolled up and down, and I couldn’t help following. I saw the broken branches, piles of objects falling from the air; I was silent, I was firm, I couldn’t be distracted! Turning, righting the direction and moving forward, I can reach the place I want to go. The weather this spring is really a little bad. On the bumpy way, I feel warm wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket early in the morning, I don’t feel cold wearing a thin shirt at noon. Think about the warm and cold season. Just like today’s society, science and technology are changing with each passing day, productivity is booming, and product upgrading is emerging one after another. The prosperous economic scene really made people happy. New hot goods in the market, necessities for food, clothing, housing and transportation, nutrition for eating, drinking and playing, and ideological products for developing win-win and cutting-edge matching are all available, which makes people overwhelmed. However, due to the shallow knowledge and the lack of polishing, my son still felt inexplicable pressure in this warm and cold season. That is, language can describe the pressure in my heart but cannot be relieved, that is, what modern economy gives me is the impact of others. On the one hand, it is found that more and more products have climbed up to the current market and become the mainstream, which has impacted the format layout of the original products; On the other hand, the common people are like birds of shock, it can’t be followed in the later guarantee that the product can’t be cleaned up after a short stay. Trying to change the existing confusion and find a clear job to do, but it also becomes a difficult thing. Because children increasingly find that their steps are a little slow, and the speed of growing up (or running up) is a little difficult, and their shallow ability is far from controlling the scale of harmony with the world. It is because of the lack of knowledge and the ability that can never keep up with the pace of the times that there is a feeling of inadvisability now. To get rid of this situation, we must hold the stubbornness like the spring breeze now and drive away the entrenched in winter with indomitable momentum. Think about it, the unruly and stubborn temperament in spring really inspires a lot of energy! Walking in the spring breeze, no matter how thick the clothes are, they are no warmer than your bosom, and no matter how cool the wind is, they are no more friendly than your calling. Mother, it’s spring again! Miss mother: I had no sleep last night. Another year is spring grass green! Smelling the spring breeze of February, there is always a little cold in the warmth; The green color, if not, always hopes that disappointment is mixed, joy and loss alternate; The day of February is still so stingy, the wind and snow make my son feel cold and warm! Mom, how are you? In this special season and on this special day, your son once shed tears, shouted hoarse voice, and looked through your often stumbling Road. The pedestrians coming and going are still north and south, only your kind face and warm figure can’t be seen. Eight years is short and long. My son once asked the wind to send us some messages. Maybe you can feel the changes of our life in the few words you sent in the past, what’s the matter with your children? What kind of cars have been added to your family? Whose children have been admitted to college again. Of course, happiness is more than worry! In particular, the living standard is booming. Your grandchildren have grown up one after another. The older one has gone to college or worked, and even the youngest one is in the fourth grade! The poplars standing on both sides of the road gradually became rich and green in the call of spring breeze; The wild geese returning North had already lined up herringbone order; Every household also buckled many small sheds to plant some small dishes one after another; my beloved potted plants also have many flowers, no matter aloe or stars, the fresh and silent cactus also has rare flowers. The Holly you helped me carry grows more prosperous, the tenacious and vigorous plant has become the great shore of love in people’s eyes, which makes me happy. Mom, whenever I see an old man as old as you, I can’t help thinking of you. At that time, although we didn’t let you worry about it, you still thought about your boss and the West family. The path coming and going was full of your stumbling figure, and your nagging advice was always around your ears! How far did we not do at that time? When life lacks your companionship and life has been tempered by twists and turns, it makes children feel how thin they are and how great their mother’s love is, how simple is mother’s nagging, and how much is the teaching of body and mind? Every time I saw your grandson’s school bus go far away in the morning sun, my son can deeply understand your expectation for us at that time; Every time my child comes home happily from school, you can truly realize your delight and busyness at that time; You can experience how hard you work with seven children from serving a child’s daily life; I understand what is the kindness of parents from your bent body! There has been no expression of words for many years, but today I still pick up a pen to turn my missing for you into words, and in the spring breeze, the spring of 2014 is permeating, although my son can’t come to your grave to see you and burn you some paper money, we will still remember you and father in the distance deeply; Although it is another year of spring grass and green, tears of missing swirling in your eyes the wind running outside is your heart wave of thinking about your children, and the wet air is your warm reminder, the low sky explains your expectation of years of silence. The locust tree with branches guarding in front of the door is your vigorous encouragement. In fact, Mom, you have never left this spring, this day is still fresh in my memory, let the wind bring greetings to my son, let the rain bring my son miss you, my son is well here! Snow vanishing in spring of February 27, 2014 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…

si yue

In the morning of April, it was a little cold, as cold as winter. The howling north wind got into my collar, and I shivered with the freezing. If it were not for God’s desire to stay in this cold winter, it would have caused sympathy for people. Otherwise, it is the day when spring is warm and flowers bloom and spring returns to the Earth. How can the cold and pale winter continue. Sometimes I went out in my spare time. Although the outside was pink and Willow Green, it was hard to resist the blowing cold wind. The delicate flowers were swaying in the wind, and the wind tore the flowers ruthlessly, I want the flowers to get rid of the bondage of roots, but the flowers are still tenacious in the face of the wind. The wind thinks that the floating flowers are the most beautiful, and only dancing in the air can people witness its elegant demeanour. But the wind has forgotten that flowers and roots are indispensable. If there is no root, how can flowers have nutrients; If there is no flower, how can roots get fruits? Suddenly I didn’t like this spring very much. I didn’t know whether it was her cold or ruthless that irritated me. I want to abandon this season and go back to winter, which is extremely cold; I also want to hurry to summer, at least it is hot. Spring brings me sadness and despair. In the warm spring season, I came up with a story. In Germany during World War II, Nazi persecuted Jews, and a Jewish merchant family discussed to seek help from non-Jews. The two brothers had different opinions. The younger brother advocated to ask for help from a banker who got rich from his father. The banker once claimed that the Jewish family was his benefactor many times and he must repay him if he had the chance; my elder brother thought that he should seek for a timber dealer who helped his family start in business. The opinions could not be unified, and the brothers split up and lost contact from then on. Many years later, the elder brother who fled to Japan with the help of a timber dealer risked his life to return to China to look for his younger brother, and his whole family had died in Auschwitz concentration camp. The elder brother found the phone record of reporting his brother’s hiding place from the Nazi archives. The caller was the banker. The room was a piece of cold, only to feel the coolness invaded, straight into the bone marrow. I always felt sorry for my younger brother. If I had listened to him, I wouldn’t have escaped. When I was young, my family was not very good. My mother always told me that if I didn’t have anything, don’t watch it helplessly. Every time I saw other children buying new toys or new clothes or a lot of snacks, I always raised my head and passed by others without squinting. It is the habit of childhood that has lasted until now. I have never admired others’ glory, financial resources or money, and I don’t compare with others, rely on others, envy or resent others, every day I live a good life with my heart. I have always believed that I have never been evil. No matter when and where you go, you never forget kindness. But you stuck a sharp knife in my heart fiercely, and my painful eyes were filled with tears. But I never thought that when you turned around, you would use all your strength to pull out the knife and insert it into your back. Some people are always a scar in their hearts, lingering. Don’t want to remember, but always appear. In April, I came to you, embracing you with enthusiasm, but you gave me a cold turn. Jinzan (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…

Time

This is an era of hurrying. People stick to an inch of time and an inch of gold and adjust their lives to a state of extreme speed mode. No one is willing to slow down their steps and occasionally relax. However, we earn money fast and time flies fast. Are many people the same as me? They always carry heavy universal charger in their bags, worrying that their mobile phones have no electricity. When they go there, they need to know if there is wifi, even in hot weather or hazy eyes, I had to wear a suffocating mask. Are many people the same as me, often have some ideas, want to go back to no mobile phone, no computer, no car…. In the era of Sunrise, people come back at sunset, and live a positive and calm life every day. They will wait patiently for a flash in the pan, and they will see, smell and feel the change of four seasons, I will taste the delicacy and beauty in books carefully. A hoof was broken, and a War Horse was broken; A war horse was broken, and a Knight was injured; A Knight was injured, and a battle was lost; A battle was lost, we have lost an empire, but in our life, is it just a horseshoe? We miss something every day. When we look back at dusk, we will find that our life is too hurried and far from the destination we expected when we set out. We are lost in life. Where is the time? Time will be slower! This is a prosperous life, don’t lead a flashy life. In this case, it is better to slow down and return a bit of indifference, more perfection and less regret in life. 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…

With a smile

You said with a smile, crying is also life, laughing is also life. Why not learn to relax your mind. Every time you cross one threshold after another, life will rise to another new height. When encountering setbacks and blows, maybe God will give us another chance to hone. Yes, there is no obstacle in life. Identify a goal and strive forward. As long as you have paid, you will not regret it. 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…