Ru Lake

“Memory of Ru Lake” Ru Lake, there is no lake. It is just an ordinary place name in Jiangnan water town. There is a river in Ru Lake, which runs through the whole town from north to south, merged into Yao River through horses and flowed to the East China Sea. I still can’t call out the name of this river till now. I can’t say the reason. At a certain dusk or night, I always think of it inadvertently. I think of the river and the days when I lived there. That winter was the coldest day in my life. Because of economic reasons, I left home to live in Ruhu. As for choosing it, there is no arrangement in advance, which can be said to be the arrival of mistake. The place I rented was fairly spacious, and the living room near the window in the front was changed into a studio. The window is very large and bright, except for a door, almost the whole wall is covered with glass, which is the kind I like. Outside the window is the courtyard of the community, with many tree species. Even in winter, it is still a piece of emerald and luxuriant. In the middle of the glass, it is right against a bayberry tree. The canopy is very large, almost full of the whole window. Every time I look up, I will see it. The north wind blows in winter. Looking from a distance, it looks like a dynamic landscape painting, which is very elegant. For me, the home of Bayberry window gave me quite quiet warmth during those hard days. Once, I went to many places and settled down in many places. But it seems that there has never been a place that gives me quiet like Ru Lake, which makes me recover my strength slowly. Thus, walk out of that muddy. It is the river that is away from the residential area to the east. The river is not wide, and it is only about twenty meters. The two sides of the river are made of neat stone blocks, and the river fence is connected by a row of cement pillars of uniform size. From near to far, from long to point, you can’t see the end at all. My favorite is walking by the river in the evening. This period of time is the most crowded and quietest. The slight sunset slips through the corner of the West and falls on the river. A few wisps of silver dots appear in the river, which are like some kind of light in my future and give people hope. The living condition during that period was very bad. I was so like a man walking in a tunnel that I could clearly see the light at the tunnel entrance, but I couldn’t walk out any way. Sometimes I will be in a daze. If I lose something, I will struggle feebly, feel inexplicable loneliness, and even feel strong pain. Whenever these emotions arise, I will walk to the river. He kept walking along the river column until he was exhausted and then sat down. I can’t remember how many times I have passed that winter. Later, every time I thought of it, there would always be another lonely self walking by the Riverway. That place unexpectedly became a secret pain in my life, deeply branded in my bones. But that River became a kind of comfort that followed me at that time. Ru Lake, there is really no lake. It is the home of my waxberry window and the sad River in my life. Having traveled for so many years, I don’t just want to find a stable place to live in a warm environment, live a peaceful life, love and be loved in peace. Now I think about it, Ruhu is not a memory, but a mood rooted in the heart for a long time, which makes people soft. In this noisy era, we need this state of mind, this kind of softness. 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…

Take in

Why do you want to write this article? I am made for love. Today, I just saw the news of the death of Yao Zhenhan, a famous writer. It has been more than four months since his death, and I am still very sad. Because I am his enthusiastic readers, I like his writing style very much, and often read his masterpieces, which benefits me a lot. In recent years, what impressed me deeply was that an article “enjoy loneliness” published by him in “hundreds of essays” was very similar to my current state of mind, I read it over and over again for several times, and gradually recollected it. I felt that it came from it. In addition to the nostalgia for Yao Lao, inspired by Yao Lao’s article, I wrote an article similar to loneliness, you might as well call it “Enjoy Yourself. In fact, since I was a child, I like both bustle and solitude. In addition to bustle, I always like to be alone for a while, thinking and recollecting alone for a while, which is better than joining in the fun blindly, it can bring more unspeakable enjoyment and sweetness after aftertaste. Later, after joining the army and taking part in the work, I was arranged to work in the same office most of the time because I was engaged in Secretary and propaganda work, which gave me time and space to be alone, compared with comrades-in-arms and colleagues, I consciously enjoy the advantage of solitude, and compared with myself when I am not alone, I feel that solitude is better than solitude. Being calm makes me enjoy infinite charm. Later, for various reasons, I spent more time alone. I felt that I had more time to think independently and more extensive thinking. Solitude brought me many benefits, solitude makes me think quietly. Solitude makes me harvest every day. When I am alone, quiet beauty and clear spirit will follow, Let your mind be empty, your body be light, your heart be calm, and your soul be released. You can think about anything, think about anything, reflect, think, or look forward to it. Solitude also made me abandon the interference from the outside world and eliminate the annoyance of the wine market and the pressure of the workplace. Why not do it? Looking at Solitude from another perspective, it is also a good way to avoid the world and get rid of it. Being alone can get rid of the frown and the sorrow in my heart, eliminating the helplessness of drinking as a song and life geometry. When you suffer setbacks and sigh for your poor fate, when you are not understood and feel the world is hot and cold, when your official career is not smooth and your future is hopeless, you may as well think alone, then you will suddenly regret and soberly feel that there is no need to be bitter about the bad fate, unhappy about the secular prejudice, and unable to think about the temporary disobedience of officialdom, at this time, you will feel the subtle ease and pleasure of being alone, and you will be free from the noisy world. This is the best way to relieve depression, release body and mind, and put down the burden of thought, move towards a new life. Only those who are alone can have rich inner world. Their inner world is independent, profound and full. Solitude can calm your mind and precipitate your thoughts. You can stroll by the tranquil water, watch the colorful and the fish dance happily; You can wander in the open nature, listen to the birds singing with your ears aside, and look up at the clouds and clouds; you can sit alone at home and think quietly, or talk with the author of the book, talk freely about the fun in the book, or think about life, and let your mind fly with your own thoughts and fly around, if you gallop freely in the heaven of thinking, you will feel extremely comfortable. Solitude is also an ability. At all times and in all countries, how many literati and philosophers have created miracles in solitude. Tao Yuanming, a well-known great poet, wrote the famous verses of picking chrysanthemum under the eastern fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely in his solitude in the mountain forest; Li Shizhen, a great medical expert of Ming Dynasty, it took 29 years to compile Compendium of Materia Medica. Li Shizhen got his own unique opinions and conclusions by his independent thinking when he was alone; And Edison, who was called the King of inventions, he only slept for three or four hours a day. When he didn’t find the filament, he always curled up in a corner of the laboratory alone, enjoying the peace when he was alone, I got the success brought by solitude. It can be seen that solitude can bring great energy and hope to people. Solitude is a wonderful state, an independent spiritual home and a unique beauty. In the noisy world, no matter where we are and how tired our hearts are, we should find the rare tranquility of solitude, evaluate the taste of solitude and understand the true meaning of life, enjoy the infinite charm of solitude. 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…

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Yes, from the perspective of life, I am an extremely simple person, as simple as flowing clouds. I didn’t do it on purpose, but when there were so many people with me in the years, I didn’t know why they felt ashamed and ashamed. Then in that case, I will be at ease and be at ease. In the days of being happy with the circumstances, words naturally become the ocean for me to release my soul. There are two kinds of explanations for words here. The first is others’ words, that is, being read, and the second is their own words, that is, expressing. But no matter in my heart, it is no doubt that flowers and plants meet the sunshine and seabirds meet the sea, which will make life uncontrollably cheer from the inside. I remember that in the early 1990 s, I encountered a series of books of great men in the world, which covered all aspects of individuals, including works, thoughts, behaviors, psychology, manners and cultivation, including privacy, birth, aging, illness and death, and spiritual monologue. The whole set is divided into seven or eight separate books. After reading them one by one, life is like exile in the open wilderness, with clear air and free access, and the soul suddenly wakes up when breathing. I am glad that I have such an affair in my life, which makes my mind open and closed completely. Unconsciously, my spiritual quality is marching towards the height of civilization. Maybe for this reason, my life and soul were excited, which made my thoughts as bright as starry sky, so that the magma of years came out from my heart, and I looked at the green, fat and thin scattered on the ground, the deep heart is like an enduring ocean, galloping with joy. After having such experience, life naturally said goodbye to the past by accident, and learned to be alone, quiet, simple and Cook words. Every time I encounter rainy days, it is a kind of enjoyment for me. My heart connects the past with the future calmly, accompanied by a window of rain and evening, a wisp of wind, knocking and beating, after one or two hours, fallen Flowers are flying on the manuscript paper. The lips opened with beads, which attracted the fragrance of spring all over the room, full of vitality. Frankly speaking, the place with words is the scenery of my life, and the scenery here is unique. In other words, as long as life is connected with words, the soul is facing the sea and blooming in spring. It seems that I don’t remember how many words I have read, just as I don’t remember how many words I have written. However, every time I face the words, my mood is the same, that is, my heart is like a surging sea, which gradually submerge myself in the besieged atmosphere. Sometimes I even regard words as a boat. No matter sailing with the wind or sailing against the water, my heart is a sea of joy. I dare not say that the beauty like music makes me forget about it, but I absolutely dare to say that since words enter the core of my life, my heart, the charm released by my spirit is no less than the twinkling starry sky and clouds in the dark! I remember that I once wrote such a sentence, cherishing the past of life and dancing to bring myself into the world of words. Yes, by accident, words took me through an obscure age, and took me out of the Depression and swamp of life, as well as snow mountains and deserts. Now, my heart seems to have already entered an open pasture, living freely in the poetry of seeing cattle and sheep in the wind and grass. I don’t expect to become famous and get married, and I also ask others not to ask where I am going, because the place farther than the distance is the hometown of words! I clinging to my own pursuit, just like the waves aroused by words in my heart, which combined life and spirit into one, and made my soul become an endless ocean, and the blue ocean is the yearning for the soul to think all the time. When life is there, the released emotion is the flying of soul in low altitude! Words make me forget my age and all the unhappy times. Behind this forget, no matter in the deep memory or in the real environment, I am an independent myself. Get drunk for words, dance for words, let life pass through the black corridor of years. A book, a cup of tea, enjoy the leisurely time, a pen, a piece of music, it is hard to bring life into the sky of reverie, under the sky, I become a seabird, empty yourself in the whispers or tenderness of the sea, and then search for the next reeds full of white flowers with the waves of the sea. I am The Descendants bred by the sea, it is natural that they would love to sing for the sea. When life wandered along the seawall and beach, the blue sea breeze with hot words, like a bright sunrise, dyed the sea red. At that moment, my heart was completely released like a full sail wandering all the way. In Dongpo’s words, there was neither wind nor rain nor sunny. Yes, over the years, words have brought me life and death, brought me into the memory of past events, and made me have stronger wealth than material. Imagine, what is more worthy of cherishing and recalling in the years than a person who has the literary flavor or handwriting my heart with me? Life is a process. In this long time, the words left by myself are the most beautiful love song left by myself. With this love song in life, whether it is sorrowful or gentle, quiet or high-pitched, it can make the soul like the ocean, releasing the lasting sound of waves! 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…

And Soul

Run away with your soul and let go of all the obstacles. On the day of fireworks and smoke, the unpredictable heart drowned too much purity. Like lotus-like early heart, is 1.1 points lost in the sludge, too much body not from already, hypocritical expression erosion with true thoughts, stiff smiles and flashing eyes gave happiness too much to live up. Elopement with the soul, let go of the dispute between gain and loss, let go of the entanglement between love and hate, bring a wisp of breeze, pull a trace of white clouds, and put the light and rain on the heart between the eyebrows. The most beautiful scenery is not in the scenery, but from the simple and elegant heart. The Heart is beautiful, a piece of red, a river of withered grass, are all beautiful. The calmness after prosperity is gone is beauty, and the elegance after youth receded is beauty. Beauty is no longer a luxurious appearance, but a calm connotation. A crescent moon, a Lotus, though pure and light, is pure and beautiful. 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…

For you

Know? Jing Nan, after learning that you got double hundred points in the first final exam, and only two students in the whole class got this good result, how proud of your father’s I am? I wrote this paragraph on WeChat: You said that you would take the exam tomorrow, and you were a little nervous. I said that the key point is in normal times; you said what if you can’t get a full score tomorrow? I said the score of the exam is not important. I don’t expect you to do everything perfectly, I only ask you not to throw your scores on the knowledge you have mastered. But you even got two hundred points in the exam, so how could I gain the experience of education happily. But I still want to tell you that I am really proud of you! WeChat was sent out not long ago, and it was praised and forwarded several times by friends. I think on the issue of education, as parents, our understanding and understanding of the problem should be similar. The key lies in the guidance of children’s character rather than the attention of children’s performance. Know? Jing Nan, when you first took home the Certificate of Excellence Award in Chinese, what kind of mood did you I am? All of them are a little uncontrollable. An undescribable complexity rises from then on. All kinds of worries in the past seem to disappear instantly. All kinds of efforts in the past seem to get pleasant gains after hard farming, this feeling was even worse when I learned that the result of passing the exam ranked second in the class and only got one point less than the first one. Know? Jing Nan, when the teachers praise you for your love of reading, and your reading level has exceeded the level of your grade, what kind of mood do you I am? This is a sense of support for happiness, because I feel happy for you to gain happiness from books. This kind of happiness supports me to buy books for you of all ages regardless of consequences, it makes the family a little careless. Know? Jingnan, when you first published an article you wrote in the newspaper, I am a kind of excitement. Although you know that the words are still very young, even the words are written in pinyin, I copied it into Chinese characters, and this article was also submitted by me behind your back, but the result was obviously beyond your expectation, the unmodified words are showing your tender heart. I just want you to know that writing is not difficult, but it is obvious that you gave me a bigger surprise. Know? Jingnan, when I heard that you were not willing to just be a cheerleader in the tug-of-war competition between classes, and when the tug-of-war situation was not optimistic, you would rush forward and hide behind the last classmate, although I don’t agree with the ways and methods of helping the drawstring, the sense of honor and participation in your class makes me feel gratified. I don’t want you to be an melodramatic person who only wants to take shortcuts, but what I prefer to see is a plump and upward child. I think the upward steps will surely lead you to the good. I am still the same sentence: Don’t expect you to become the top of the ivory tower, just wish you learn in happiness, and gain knowledge in happiness, and I am willing to be the silent but always proud support behind you. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Wind

Get up at five o’clock in the morning, simply prepare breakfast and her daughter’s Chinese food, have breakfast quickly, then set out and go straight to several stations in the provincial capital. At 06:15, I finally sat on the coach and sat next to an old lady who was very rich-looking. Her white hair was very spirited, her skin was white, and she wore a clean fashion. Maybe because of getting up early, the old lady snored after getting on the bus and slept soundly. In order not to affect the sleep of the old, I tried my best to keep a posture, don’t want to affect her sleep supplement because of one of her actions. I often traveled back and forth between the local and the provincial capital, but most of the time I couldn’t sleep in the car because of sleep disorder, so I occasionally bought a magazine to pass the journey. This morning, through the window of the car, the outside world was already green, green and green, swaying in the wind; Low eyebrows and glancing, the delicate and yellow winter jasmine stretched in a high profile under the sunrise, the dazzling tender petals seemed to greet me with the hands of countless little dolls, and I seemed to smell the dark fragrance through the glass; When the car passed the Peach Garden, the peach blossom was in full bloom, and a pink ocean, looking around, the whole body of the Peach Garden was surrounded by the green all over the mountains and plains. When I met the pond, there were willows swaying gracefully, as if a group of fairies with slim clothes were singing and dancing lightly in the distance. My look to, United States if wonderland. I don’t know when it will start at the edge of the highway, and beautiful flowers will bloom in different seasons. It should not be planted in an orderly manner on a large scale, but should be planted by road maintenance workers who love nature or nearby peasant aunts, the land of Yuan Ye is fertile, and with the moisture of sunshine and rain, it grows year by year. There are also those luxuriant wild flowers along the roadside, which vary in height and show their beauty and stretch out in growth, while the forest coverage rate of the forestry department is getting higher and higher, the colorful flowers smile and wave their hands to the travellers passing by in the morning breeze, which makes people relaxed and happy. Such a fresh scenery makes me feel no sleepiness at all. The amiable old man who was in a sound of sleep around him might be dreaming of the children and grandchildren he was going to see and smiling lightly; The green mountains and rivers outside the window, the weeping willows and flowers were in full bloom, the scenery was picturesque, and it was better. At this time, I felt the warmth of spring and my relatives and friends. Life is just like the scenery outside the window, which requires us to read and write with a kind of appreciating sight or soul. We can treat every situation with tolerance and kindness as much as possible, at this time, what we harvest is full of green, surging dark fragrance and full of gratitude. If we can smile in the wind all the time, our life will be engraved with warm spring flowers. 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…

Of the wind

I don’t like the wind, it always blows up my hair and touches my thoughts. I don’t like the wind, which is sometimes gentle and sometimes violent. It is like an abnormal neurologist who is emotionally unstable and always gives some troubles with toughness. I don’t like the wind. When I think of the weak and slender sapling I just planted, it drives me to shake east and west, making me feel that my beautiful imagination is also shaking. There is wind disturbing all the year round. The wind in winter is vigorous and powerful, just like the vigorous explosive force of the angry, full of confidence and personality. The wind in autumn is straight and ruthless. For example, those who hold power give orders and are overbearing, highlighting the dignitaries. The wind in summer is gentle and changeable, just like the mood in love, which is warm when good or bad. It’s all right. I don’t like the spring breeze alone. It’s disgusting to be a scumbag who likes to make small reports and whispers behind his back! No matter how sincere it is, it cannot change the bad habit that has become a habit. Now it is spring, and you can see that it is free and unfettered. It warms the land and wakes up all kinds of hibernating insects and ants. The warming air, bacteria and viruses are whispering and sand and dust are flying around. Continue blowing, continue scraping, continue…. In fact, I don’t like the wind all the year round. I don’t know when it will come and when it will leave. It is a follower of the season and has always been on Earth. It is stained with the breath of human beings. Some people have the same virtue, gentle and violent, kind and vicious. I just don’t know whether there is pain or happiness when changing. Why do you think it so bad? What’s wrong with the wind? As the saying goes, if the heart does not move, how can the wind resist you. Maybe the heart is beautiful, and the wind becomes the Angel of the world again. Isn’t there still Sunshine walking with the wind? Embrace the sunshine in a different mood, dance with the wind, and walk with the warmth. 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…

There

When people reach middle age, the past events are played back in their minds like movies. Some people say that recalling the past is a manifestation of aging; Others say that recalling is the dissatisfaction with the current life and the beautiful memory of the past; I think recalling the past is the enjoyment of life. Take out the old photos that have been treasured for many years, and the photos one by one are beautiful memories and moments of beautiful youth. However, there was a photo that made me lost in thought. The vague past gradually became clearer —– in the early 1990 s, the county craft factory set up a branch factory in the town, and the factory was stationed in the Army, militarization management. The instructor in charge of military training surnamed Feng everyone called him instructor Feng. He was tall, with a public face that could not leave any impression. Maybe different ages have different aesthetic views, and there was no special impression on him at that time. The work and rest system of the factory is strict and tense. There are two hours of training before going to work every day. The factory is divided into four workshops. My cousin and I sit opposite each other in the fourth workshop. One day, after training, I sat in the working position and chatted with my cousin. I found instructor Feng standing behind me silently from her eyes. I have to admit that I used to be capricious, willful and unruly, almost arrogant. I glanced at him with extremely unfriendly eyes to show my protest against his behavior. However, he seemed to ignore my protest. Every time he came back from training, he still liked to stand behind us silently and listen to us, watching us flying needles in front of the flower stand, when I was young, I didn’t care about others’ feelings and protested again: what are you looking?! Although my voice was not loud, I believe he heard it. What surprised me was that as always, everything seemed that nothing happened. On that day, it was sunny, and two hours of training sweat soaked our clothes. Everyone walked into the workshop quickly, feeling much more comfortable because of the coolness of indoor temperature difference. As the saying goes, the workshop of more than twenty girls, with three women gong on one side, suddenly became lively: Voices, laughter, slapping, and noises. Instructor Feng arrived as promised, with a cucumber just picked from the vegetable garden in his hand, eating and walking towards this side. With his arrival, the workshop became much silent. I clearly saw several girls’ eyes on me. I was a little annoyed and shouted to him who was standing beside me: what are you looking at? What are you looking?! The air was like solidification, and the whole workshop looked at me —— I lowered my head and continued my work ——- I don’t know when he went out, I just remember that he never appeared by my side since then. Later, I heard that teacher Li from the county followed him, and then everyone went their own ways, and there was no news of him any more. More than twenty years have passed, and I have gone through the hardships of life. I am no longer the unruly and arrogant of the past. Thinking of what I had done, my heart was full of self-accusation, and guilt tortured my restless soul like a sharp sword. I remembered his face again. Although I have never looked at him carefully, I never remember his eyes when he looked at me. In fact, he is such an honest and kind boy. Life is so ruthless. Some things clearly know that they have done something wrong, but they will never give you a chance to regret, even if you say sorry. I don’t know why I treated him like this at that time, just don’t I like him? If you don’t like it, should you hurt him again and again?! Buddha said: everything has cause and effect. If so, is the bitterness of the past the punishment of Buddha to me? Some people say that hurt is a double-edged sword, which hurts others as well as yourself. Maybe with the passing of time, the unruly and arrogant me had already vanished in his memory, and the years would leave me endless Confession ——– 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…

Flower and fruit

I am Monkey King, I am king of Qi Tian, I am Flower and Fruit Mountain Water Curtain Cave master between mental confusion, these words are like pithy formula, deep into the chaotic brain. When I woke up, it was not dawn yet. I remembered this formula skillfully, but most of the situation in my dream was woken up, and I forgot nothing left. I only vaguely remembered that there was a purple bamboo forest in the boundary of Flower and Fruit Mountain. Thinking about the wisp of inspiration of the morning light, it vanished like this, but I felt uncomfortable. It seemed that the good sea of clouds was transmitted into thousands of rays of sunshine by the sun, and finally became clear and boundless. Even the lines crossed by birds could be seen clearly without any secrets. Knowing well that purple bamboo forest is the fairyland of Avalokitesvara, how to connect with the common land of monkey head also surprised me. What was even more strange was that most of the plots in my mind were forgotten, but I deeply remembered that in my dream, it was the Monkey King who stole flat peaches and jade wine and dared to fight with 100,000 heavenly soldiers in front of the camp. When thinking about it, I shed a drop of cold sweat, which confuses reality and dream. I think the previous creations are all inspired by dreams, and this theme is the most bizarre. After all, the front-end plots such as Tibetan Buddha Eagle, volcanic village and dock escape can all be attributed to the usual movie observation. However, this journey to the West has not been read for a long time. Although it is deep into the bone marrow and knows the root, but I didn’t dare to involve it. It was quite amazing that I left this dream this time. If you have a dream, you can realize it. Nothing is impossible. This is what “you can realize your dream” once said, but it is especially insufficient to put it here. The original words are right, but they are only applicable to real articles. For fairy tales like Westward Journey, even if they are dreams and thoughts, they are not as expected. It is a pity that when I woke up, I did everything. Before I could continue my Dream Tour, I knew the back-end story. But I also vaguely remembered the scene when I was chanting the pithy formula, wearing a purple gold crown and wearing a gold robe, and walking into the back of the Water Curtain Cave of Huaguo Mountain with a gold cudgel in hand. There are many rocks there, each of which is printed with a lot of bronze inscriptions. The forest outside the rocks is filled with colorful clouds and smoke, which makes you unable to figure out the direction. Through by accident, I found that there was actually a purple bamboo forest here. Although I didn’t see the Avalokitesvara who was kind-hearted and kind-hearted, holding a jade bottle, I saw many Lotus terraces. In the bamboo forest with purple crystal rays, it looks very mysterious. Thinking about this is another way to trap the red child. At this time, I turned back to the cave. Unexpectedly, with a slight movement, the Water Curtain Cave turned into purple bamboo forest, and returned to its original state in an instant. Several times in succession, it made me unable to figure out the mind, wandering vaguely for several steps in this place, without finding the way. If it is stated in the words of reality, I feel that Haruki Murakami is quite appropriate in “Think about the Wind”: We wake up with the wind at the same time, stop with the wind, and sink into sleep with the wind at the same time. No matter where we go, the wind goes with us. We can hardly forget the existence of the wind for a moment. People, it is enough to have this peak experience in a lifetime. Thinking of the lonely poet Zhang Ji in Tang Dynasty, although he was not famous before, he thought about his hometown and future in the cabin because of the night filled with fog. He broke out his poetic talent and created a famous poem called Maple Bridge at night. This time I turned into monkey king, but it was also a very peak experience. However, luck is always short. The Bell passing through the dawn still pulls my soul out of Wonderland and returns to reality, which makes me feel sorry. Just like Wang Shuo’s title “there is a place, only we know”, but I expect such a place, not only you and me, the more the better. 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…

Autumn

When a few drops of rain fell into the neck which had been naked for a summer, the warm skin began to feel a little chill, unlike the summer, when the naked arms and feet were still greeted with their heads looking up happily in the rain, let the rain wet the face and clothes wantonly, and the touch of the skin brought a slight shiver. At that moment, it indicated that autumn was coming. The rain in summer was fast, and a burst of thunder rolled over, and the rain would come rattling, regardless of the whining, pouring down, just like a straightforward child who couldn’t hide his mind, A rant would disappear yu guo tian jing. The rain in autumn is a little old-fashioned, slowly brewing, quietly landing, continuous, but each piece of rain is wrapped in the coolness that cannot be covered, containing the power that cannot be underestimated. Just like the dark red thin cotton robe left by the stepmother in Zhang Ailing’s memory, the color of ground beef can never be worn out, just like the frostbite all over her body. That dress made Zhang Ailing’s girlhood gloomy and gloomy. I don’t like autumn rain all the time, which is also related to the muddy and humid memory in the countryside when I was a child. The continuous autumn rain was accompanied by the dead black cloth umbrella with long handle, heavy black plastic rubber shoes and the mud on the way to school. The rain in autumn seemed to be endless. Every day I looked at the gloomy and gray sky bitterly. I didn’t want to take that ugly black outfit and set foot on that muddy path with difficulty. At that time, the happiest thing was that it was sunny and the muddy path was dried in the sun. I could put on clean white socks and floral shoes again. With the growth of age, year after year, I have totally different feelings about the changes of spring, summer, autumn and winter seasons. When the rain hit the eaves, what I heard in my childhood was the sound of senses, but now I hear more things beyond the sound, the bleak rainy night, the loneliness of homesickness, and the feelings of time passing away. Just as Jiang Jie from Song Dynasty wrote in the article “Yu Meiren. Listening to rain” that the young people listened to the rain songs, the red candle fainted. Listening to the rain in the prime of life; The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the West Wind. Now when listening to the rain, the temples are already stars. Joys and sorrows are always ruthless; Before the first order, drip to the dawn. 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…