Years Kong-style

The red envelope was wrapped in a thick feeling of licking the slips, which had nothing to do with the amount or thickness. It only expressed the hope of the elder by the children in the spring of the year. On the morning of New Year’s Eve, Jing Nan opened her eyes and looked at me with a sweet smile. I handed in two red envelopes: happy new year!. She looked at me doubtfully: Why are there two? When I was at home, my parents would pack one each, and my mind would be so big that I seemed to have been in business with each other. I think this may be to tell the children that parents’ love is not thick and thick for each other, and this is also passed down by us without any difference. Jing Nan ran to his wife barefoot and shook the red envelope as if showing off. Then she carefully pulled out the money and put it into the savings box, looking like a little money fan. When I was a child, I received very few red envelopes, which were often taken away by my parents even when I was still too warm. Although I was reluctant to give up, I also understood the helplessness of poor parents. Now parents Xu will do this again! I had a business relationship with my wife yesterday. Jing Nan had entered primary school. She should teach her the concept of money and the rules of using money. The red envelope of the Spring Festival was handed over to her, so she should try her best to raise a child to plan for money. Having solved the problem of food and clothing, we have a different understanding of red envelopes from our parents. After washing, she lived in her mother-in-law’s house with Jing Nan. Before going out, she gave her five red envelopes and told her that each child had one letter, and so did her grandparents, asking her to send it out. The gift of red envelopes is a blessing. On New Year’s Eve, I want to give the blessing to everyone I love according to this tradition. The one who gives red envelopes is filial piety. On the day of holiday, they show filial piety to the elder and humble the younger, and keep the traditional benevolence. At zero hour, the mobile phone is busy harvesting messages of blessing from all parties, while the same busy is WeChat classmates, WeChat red envelope, a new thing, which triggers the competition among friends who have not contacted for a long time, compared with Yundao, it is a blessing. There are also friends who send red envelopes according to the number of people in the group, which will still lead to competition and reply to blessings in the competition. Some friends also sent out exclusive red envelopes, which attracted a lot of jealousy and ridicule. They baked the atmosphere in the group during the festival and warmed it up. When the Spring Festival was coming, I could not help sending blessings. I threw three or two red envelopes into the group. I didn’t have much money, but the heart of sending blessings was so pure that I received the wishes I had not met for a long time, but it also solved many regrets of not returning home. 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…

Thank

Follow the wind-winter this is a winter with freezing degrees below zero. The dense solid yellow sand over the city shuttles back and forth in the dry air, and several Crows pass by from time to time. Wires interlaced like spider webs made people scared, and the shadows pulled by the crowd when they rushed to their destinations. It made him feel extremely strange about everything here. Go with the wind-I know it is sunny and bright in winter, but I can’t find the place where it appears, anywhere in this school. So I climbed to the high, high floor, to find. At the moment I stood in front of the window, I could see that the school was steaming in the dense mist and slightly dark color below, and the locust tree with light leaves seemed to choked, unwillingly put on a blackish dry skin. But I never found him. Follow the wind-you go, summer suddenly, standing under the tree, he became more and more sad, I don’t know what it is, why. Maybe the city is too noisy, maybe the whistle hurt my ears. What. Who are waiting for, who is left behind. But I can’t touch it, try to close my eyes to find and grope. A fist hit me, suddenly. With the wind-I stayed. In summer, I stood for a long time before I opened my eyes. I found that it was raining. The rain soaked on the Phoenix Tree Road in two rows, and the rain water splashed. Who am I thinking about? The person who seems to appear in my life has never appeared. It’s a dream, no. With the wind-I want to go there on sunny days. On the path, there are colorful wild flowers with some dewdrops, or Camellia squeezed out from the gap of the fence, and the tentacles wrapped around the fence. Stepping on the massive grass, I bent down and folded one or two young ones from time to time. Follow the wind-I want to talk about this place on cloudy days. I don’t know how thick the trunk is, but it is very high, and it is difficult to look at its top. Now, the rattan growing on the tree trunk drooped down from the luxuriant branch tip and hung down. Dark. The bluestone steps seemed to be ignored for many years, covered with a layer of furry Moss, with a damp smell. With the Wind-cloudy clouds rolling above the wheat field, not far away. The golden wheat more seductively caused cloudy rolling. Sometimes Mai er shook his head wave by wave, swinging a few times in the field with little amplitude to relax. Sometimes, in some places, in the fields, there will be a Bush in the center of the yellow field, with deep green. With the Wind-heavy rain at night, not very deep night, the heavy rain covered this rainy place without boundaries, wet the dusty streets that had been dry for a long time, and when the water gathered together. Hug, drip down. The gentle place will show a circle of ripples without reservation. Sometimes the voice was overwhelming. At that time, no one could do anything about it. With the Wind-the rainstorm comes in a hurry. I don’t know how to describe its speed, but it can be said that its sound will make your brain feel shocked and your heart tremble fiercely. Will break all the trees that can be broken without mercy, or remove everything. With the Wind-the lightning pricked the eyes in the silence. At the moment, it was completely white. The moment of the night could not resist its power, so it was reluctant to let go. The very charming body turns down from the depth of the night sky to the lower part with a large and thin root. With the Wind-thunder and lightning, it was in a bad mood, so the anger forced it to shout loudly. It was too angry, and the complaint was a little louder, which was amazing. Follow the wind-what kind of place should I go to, Prince bloodthirsty? In this way, I will not vent my anger with blood when I feel uncomfortable. With the Wind-suddenly I didn’t know why, a dark and thick cloud moved to the front of the sun from nowhere, covering it without mercy. When you look at it on the ground, you will not feel dazzling. The dark clouds seem to show your blocking ability. The black one cannot penetrate any light, which is very similar to the light shot from other places when the sun is struggling, the light beam wipes through the shoulder of the dark cloud from the upper end of the dark cloud, and the field or the mountainside forms a clear dividing line of light and shadow. With the Wind-suddenly I didn’t know why, a dark and thick cloud moved to the front of the sun from nowhere, covering it without mercy. When you look at it on the ground, you will not feel dazzling. The dark clouds seem to show your blocking ability. The black one cannot penetrate any light, which is very similar to the light shot from other places when the sun is struggling, the light beam wipes through the shoulder of the dark cloud from the upper end of the dark cloud, and the field or the mountainside forms a clear dividing line of light and shadow. With the wind-a moment of sunshine was torn to pieces, but when it pierced the blue sky, it was still very hot. With the Wind-the once knowing and not knowing of mist appeared on the black and white paper in the voice of mouth and ears, but the past beauty still stopped in the picture like mist, with clear scenes. Or sometimes I imagine a person walking in the mist with an umbrella. With the Wind-the spring wind mixed with the smell of you and me, which remained in the encounter between spring and East Winter. After the snow melted, the broken heart became cold from the season of root and green, there is still a biting cold against the outside world. However, what is ignorance or melting makes the heart as bitter as fresh water, and the minus zero swept again was once felt cold by the skin. Miss cold. With the wind-in the evening, I want to stay in the West clouds that will never be dragged away by you, watching the natural blush smearing the west sky. Facing the mountain and me, I stared at the back of the mountain, looking up at the shadow of the ink set off by you. Follow the wind-lost what you had, what you had, feelings. They were all lost on the endless path of rice soaked in water. I can’t find it later. I don’t know whether it is true or not, only the fragrance of rice and the picture of pulling out rice ears float in my mind. Follow the wind-melt life, and hate feelings with strong desire. Follow the wind-poetry tears are invisible poems, and even poems without feelings. Tears of sad children flow into curves in March, bending along and wondering where to go. Tell me how you ever crossed my memory and made me so decadent. With the Wind-lost vast things like fog and non-fog wrapped in the grassland. There was no snow, no snow that made people unable to find the direction. However, love still lost its way. There is something talking in the sky, and the sound seems to be magnified tens of thousands of times, and it is constantly colliding and swinging out the lasting echo. The voice said: he who couldn’t find the way Abandoned Love and died of love on the roadside where nobody cared about it. Follow the wind-miss the past December. The love in December was like the blue mist mixed with dandelion flying slowly in the river opposite to the river once flowed into his heart. Unfortunately, nostalgia is always the past and cannot be pinched. Follow the wind-see through the loneliness and helplessness of the world. It turns out that love has never come but I am creating a fantasy of love for myself, leading me to live in the future. Follow the wind-I can’t control your sadness. Follow the wind-the arrival of Ye Xia is Ye’s sorrow, because it will leave after this season. Go with the wind-see through the world, behind the remaining desolation and helplessness. Clean, pure white. What’s the relationship between those dirty eyes and the honey-wrapped words of people. With the sound of wind and rain, the loose sand flowing back is always so loose. No matter whether you feel painful or not, it only chooses to rub and wipe through the thinnest and weakest heart. You will understand one day, he always passes through your heart, but you can’t keep him. After all I won’t friction. Wind Streetscape Street View is nothing more than streetlight, streetlight and streetlight. Standing on the five-meter-wide black asphalt road, I couldn’t see where you had gone. The yellow but dizzy Street Lamp said, “I curse this solid road to be trampled through, and let the mud road reappear in those years, in this way, I can touch your footprints to find the oath of that year. With the Wind God displeased god said: he (she) can get, they (they) can get, but you will never get, even if you get, it is also the virtual feeling of pain gone, even if you get, it is also the illusion that can hurt you all over. Mist with the Wind Water city water mist around the mountain low, vast. People who live in the wind are just lumps of meat. Rotten meat or fresh meat is the place where they are placed. But no matter how bright it is, it will always rot into a mass of dust. Flying with the wind, I can’t remember the front, but the back, without memory, I really want to fly away is no longer the continuation of the painting season. There are some things in the wind that can’t be put down when you pick them up. Some things can’t be found when you put them down. It is not three years to follow the wind, which may not make a person beyond recognition. But thirty years later, we are all fifty years old. Choose with the wind when you want to forget someone, choose a way: put another person into your heart and squeeze out the former one. If I lost it in the wind, I couldn’t find justice, so I lost my memory. Pay with the wind don’t think you pay for others, others will consider you when you are helpless. There is no such formula in the world. In terms of God’s equality, it is a shame. Shining with the wind the more bright and attractive people on the surface are, the darker and harder their hearts are. If you follow the wind, you will have a certain temperament, but you will not have kindness. I know this. Falling with the wind, I thought I was totally evil. Until one day, I found that someone could act evil to make others believe that they were kind. Let’s go with the wind and be vigorous, whether it’s silent or cold! Past even field ignorance. Come with the wind and walk a lot of things. You thought he came, but actually he left. What dissolves with the wind dissolves our youth. We met in a hurry, and we were also in a hurry when we left, just like a glass of slightly colored water, which could not tell whether it was clear or muddy. Is it rain or sunny. After that trip, never, never. Suifeng pigment this kind of pigment is both medicine and poison, and has strong performance. Don’t say how hot love is, how touching kindness is, or how eternal love is. It grinds and takes it without returning. Don’t say how insidious hate is, how cruel evil is, or how empty cold it is, grinding and taking it without returning. About love, kindness and love, it is the antidote to relieve the nature. About hate, evil and cold, it is poison, aggravating toxicity. This medicine is called numbness. Suifeng originally liked a person, and he would like everything about him, but the reality was that he liked a person, because he liked everything about him. With the Wind, why don’t you ask me why I did it? I am did it for you. Wind slightly When I looked out of the window, I found that winter was coming. A large area of Emerald wheat was brushed with Frost and powder, and the thin trees showed the dark sleep, and the frozen soil of Qi Kan, a few stars of white-walled houses in the distance, all of which were immersed in the breath of winter exhalation. Cold air came out of the window, forcing me to look back. With the Wind, words are like snow, loneliness is like the sea, winter is approaching, and the coldness is in a hurry between the land and sky blue. Some words are getting stronger and stronger, while some words have lost their meanings. The cold temperature, wrapped in suffocation, rushed into the whole dream, and the tides and waves hit the wall. If you dare not follow the wind, do you know how I feel when you leave. Without you, I dare not listen to sad songs, watch the sunset, think about the past and talk to people like you. I am afraid that I will cry out. After all, if we want to live with the wind, I am cruel and crossed out the endless Christmas Day with a pen. I remembered the Christmas Eve last night, my dishevelled hair, answered the phone, read books, and fell asleep at night. After all. Most of the time, we have no reason to choose decadence, happiness in the distance, only to get rid of vulgar, choose love, and be a peaceful person. In this way, it is no longer important to ignore the world. After all, we must live up to our courage. Follow the wind to give me a dream, give me a dream of time, make it winding like sand. Economics of love with the wind Love is a kind of cold aphrodisiac. Keep the eternal cold, love the life. With the Wind, who says love is a cherry fruit? Who says love is a cherry fruit, sometimes it is also very accidental. There are two things in the wind. There are two things in the world that you can never do. First, you can never find a person who you think is credible, and second, you can’t change anyone’s way to get happiness. I know it’s cold when the wind gets cold. When it gets cold, I think of you. But when I really understood it, it was already hot in Jiaoyang, and that winter had already been flooded and buried in the river where I could not stay. So I really want to know whether you know the story of Winter and beauty. With the wind, cold when the wind is the coldest, spring breeze, spring breeze wakes up everything. Many things come with the wind with illusion, which makes people vulnerable. Dream with the wind life is like a dream, if I have been dreaming this dream, the day I wake up, that is, I see the real you, and leave you to the next dream site. But if there is no tomorrow in the dream, I don’t want I am to have this dream because of you to forget yesterday. With the Wind, for me, I can’t even have a dream. With the Wind 3.4 the end of March, April is not yet, and it is flying, for whom. Follow the wind men men have no ability, don’t take women as cards. In the process of growing up, almost all the people who hurt us were the ones who caused the social chaos, my classmates, strangers and lying friends. We should be cautious about our words and deeds when we are young, in order not to leave any pain in our hearts. Sunshine with the wind sunshine is the most warm thing for people, but sometimes it can also become a killer, for example, it is against ice and snow. The heart is black, the wolf heart is sweet, and the vampire love is really beautiful. Come to follow the wind and thank time for letting me forget you safely. Come with the wind to praise (prose editor: drops of ink hurt) 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…

Know

The photo is fixed at the age of twenty. Crystal Crystal eardrops and slanting bangs complement each other. I think there are probably countless people who covet your beauty. The black frame glasses perfectly decorated your pretty and slightly bookish face. Your steps are so light, every step is jumping the joy of youth. The breath of love is bothered by every move of hands and feet. For this green world, you are full of wings. Know? All this has passed away in every 365 days. Time, he is like a nameless wind, passing gently, leaving no trace. There is no more bright and beating flame in your eyes, and your posture is no longer so straight. The end of a circle will never be the starting point. Innocence became the default helplessly after getting countless lessons. Do you know that after all kinds of polishing, you are as smooth and regular as cobblestones, but who knows whether your inland is a heart of stone or a soft fine sand? If the latter is the case, it will be just around the corner. Know? The dream I had when I was young had gone with the wind, scattered in Zhu Ziqing’s lotus pond under the moon. In today’s view, those fireworks-like dreams are so gorgeous and precious in those young years. Because, these dreams, once in a lifetime. Many years later, who can remember those trivial things that have nothing to do with life and death, love and hate. Only when I was young, I could still find its vague trace in the lotus pond under the moon and listen to its sound of picking up lotus leaves and gurgling. Know? Those neurotic thoughts also became firewood with the wind drying of the years, and could not regenerate branches and vines and grow green leaves. Those unprovoked thoughts are forever sealed in the memory of 18 years old. What unjustified connection between someone and someone has become a myth of farewell for a long time. The same is true for something and something. Your beauty, your brightness, your dream, and your neuroticism, once upon a time, will last forever. King know? wu zhi no? 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…

Unit

I had to rectify my mood and return to the unit. Good times are always so limited and short. In my own time, my heart was relaxed and free to sit for 80,000 miles a day. My heart is far away without moving. I have returned, but my heart is still far away. I picked up my mood one by one. I have the mood of wandering in the Blue Sky: I am accompanied by white clouds, playing with the breeze, without any obstacles or concerns, as if I have boundless freedom. I have the mood of standing on the grassland in the wind: long hair fluttering, clothes fluttering, seeing the beautiful scenery of the grass luxuriant and the sky clear, the wind blowing grass low and the cattle and sheep; Watching the spectacular galloping horses and the flying dust; Appreciating the romance; and in the boundless twilight, the white yurt is like smoke curling up the mountain, which is so warm, so peaceful and so simple and amiable. I was in the mood of climbing to the top of Mount Tai: Looking at chaoqu, he seemed to bear the heavy support of thousands of soldiers, slowly, steadily, tough and determined, and finally jumped out of the horizon, shining brightly, as if Nirvana reborn. You can’t help having a kind of inspiration and inspiration of life, with the passion of life circling in your chest. I have a feeling of nostalgia for the Sea: I think of Mr. Liu Zaifu’s famous article “reading the Sea”, yes! The blue sea and the blue words give people endless enlightenment. The rising tide, the joyful spray, The sea bird flying up and down, and the faintly visible lighthouse. The sea is so vast, so profound, so vast! The Sea covers all rivers and rivers, making it big. Standing in front of the sea, how tiny people look, a drop in the sea! What else can’t be put down? In those decades, why can’t we live purer, more natural and more sincere? Or proxies, heart breeze moon life first to beautiful realm! I picked up the feeling of wandering and groomed carefully, just like a bird combing the messy feathers, trying to hold a more full, more plentiful, A softer and stronger heart can calmly cope with the ups and downs of the unit. However, I am still so unwilling to face the unit and afraid of the unit on the ground. The unit is just like a box, with four edges and eight upright edges, clear edges and corners, just right and square, and the Dragon is entrenched and eyeglasses. You ‘d better have no edges and corners, no personality, Polish yourself smoothly, and properly embed yourself. Best to into water, in case of party is included, in case of round circle. Or make yourself into mud or dough, which has infinite plasticity and can be kneaded at will. Otherwise, you will have a black and blue nose and a swollen face, a broken head and blood, scars, stumbling and at a loss. The unit is a net woven by disciplines, regulations, rules and regulations, and various and various frames. Each net is like a high voltage wire. You need to equip yourself with highly acute tentacles and leave as many as possible. Looking at the six roads, listening to all directions, with bright eyes, quick hands, seeing the wind and steering, exquisite and careful. Otherwise, they would get an electric shock and not die. They would also be disabled and hurt the muscles and bones; Less to say, they would also be skin injuries, high redness and big swelling, which would be shameful. The unit is just a Mo Dao. You ‘d better be a blinded donkey, be honest, keep yourself in peace, don’t ask where you come from, don’t care about the direction, don’t have thoughts, don’t have consciousness, and push, grind and purr, keep going …… the host eats noodles and I eat bran, while the host eats meat and I gnaw bones. Surrender, endure, obey, and pretend to be willing and happy. Deep down, only by remembering that it is a blessing to suffer losses, can that proud and unwilling heart get a hint of comfort and a hint of breath. The unit is a pool of mud. You, me, him, me, you, me, you and him, come and go, one after another, are different and in a mess. Competing for fame and wealth, intriguing, blurry, flattering and flattering. Beating, quarrelling, crying and laughing are endless. You are a little beast trapped in it. You can’t carry it clearly, you can’t get rid of it, and your chest is blocked by air. Clean ears, clear and peaceful heart can only be a fantasy and Mirage. Admire the Lotus out of the silt but not dyed, clean and clear but not demon! I hope Lian Sheng will sigh and be sad, and the sorrow will be infinite. This is the beginning of school. Still such a unit! Working is really a torment! I can’t read anything. In such a large office, there are people of 20 or 30. The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. There are many people, many things and miscellaneous mouths. In front of my eyes, I kept shaking the figures in and out, and my ears were full of laughter all the time. The kids haven’t started school yet. They are in groups, flying in and out like sparrows, running around and playing. People say that there are three women and one play, let alone so many women in this room! Coupled with men! Men are good at cold humor, interspersing, gag and breaking news from time to time. When you say a word, he says a word, which is like three and a half sentences, as well as cross talk. Laughter spread out in the office one after another, circling around and flying around. She deserves the nickname of lark! How so can say! The words were like a river, croaking, like a hen laying eggs, showing off and pride. Talking about things, the sky and the Earth, talking about mountains. When it comes to the rising place, I dance with joy. Two small eyes are like two alert mice. Their eyes are flashing like fish scales in the sun, flashing your eyes, it also shines your heart. You are curious, have doubts, and want to explore, which encourages her to say, oh, it is really a virtuous circle! The snowball rolled like this, and it rolled bigger and bigger …… all kinds of laughter burst out again, and the office raised a new high of laughter again. Look! This is the wonderful place for us to take classes, prepare lessons and work prepared by our friendly and lovely units and our respected leaders. In front of me was a novel that I loved deeply. I stared at the words and knew each of them, but I didn’t know what they meant. I suddenly feel why this reading is so inappropriate! Therefore, I doubted my previous thoughts and thought it was so naive and ridiculous. I felt that I was pedantic. I seemed to be an old soil thrown into the depths of the years by time, far away from the Times. In a trance, confused, a sister opposite, stretched her neck, probe: What book? So hard! She grabbed the book, looked at it, and came back, saying: I can see it! Am I too sensitive? But I heard the sarcasm in that sentence: when is it, and I still read! Preparation? Only textbooks and teaching materials are not available yet. I don’t know how many times I have read this textbook. Close my eyes, which unit, which lesson, or even which page can be said to be Party A, Party B, party C, and Zi Chou Yin Mao. What are you prepared! Besides, freshmen in senior high school still have military training on the playground. It takes ten days! What is the practical significance of binding teachers one by one in the office and on the seats? There is also a three-point name: To, to, and a random check in the middle. If you happen to be absent during the spot check, then you should consider yourself unlucky, even if you don’t get your post privately. Funny! People with a little brain all understand: is the time of teachers’ work quantifiable? Let alone the brain of the extremely clever leader! However, they were determined to go their own way, headstrong and arbitrary, and went to the dark one by one. I couldn’t help resenting our leadership. Sitting in such an office, wasting time and wasting life, I am like a needle felt, If the back is prickly, the heart is full of restlessness, depression, desolation and sadness. When people reach middle age, they often feel the rush of time. The original vague, hazy, ethereal, cloud-covered and often neglected end of life seems to be at a certain corner. It is getting clearer and clearer! It seemed that he waved ghostly from time to time, smirked sly and meaningfully. I a creepy! I don’t have a lot of time to spend a lot of money! The clock on the wall was ticking, which was the hurried footsteps of time. Time flowed through me empty, just like there was no trace on the hot water. Me at a loss! Suffering in time, how could this time be so long …… what class are you sitting here! Afternoon not coming! Go as he likes! Will the earth sink when the sky meets the couch? I thought with my teeth gnashed. How much I want to sit at home quietly, read a few pages of books and write a few lines of words in peace and tranquility. My heart is full and full. It seems that I am moving forward hand in hand with time, step by step …… it’s not that I dislike my job, on the contrary, I like teaching and educating people, and I love my students deeply. What a lovely group of teenagers! They are vigorous, passionate and pure like a piece of white paper. I need to be more cautious and more careful when painting flowers and embroidering them. During the summer vacation, the campus without students seemed to have no forest of birds and birds, desolate and lonely; And it was also like a pond that had drained away the pool water, and the dry and cracked bottom of the pool was dead, which was so dazzling! When school begins, students return like migratory birds. They clean the school spotless, The campus is full of their youthful figures all day long, full of their laughter like spray, and the romantic and bright sound of reading, which makes people feel that the school has a new look and full of vitality. I understand that this is just a small post station of the long life journey of many students. They need to practice a pair of strong, full and tough wings here so as to soar in the blue sky. Being a teacher has a great responsibility. We need to care for these flowers of our motherland with love and nourish them with the nectar of knowledge, so that they can all become useful talents of our country. This is really not a big deal. Teachers’ work is actually a conscientious job. People say: Teachers are engineers of human souls. Teachers’ work is the sunshine work in the world. This is the highest praise for teachers, which makes people excited. May the teachers all over the world join hands to build this grand sunshine project with loyalty, sincerity, enthusiasm and love. Although some educationists repeatedly appeal, advocate, call and urge quality education, which is all over the sky and spitting stars, our national conditions are still the fertile soil of exam-oriented education. There are only a few famous universities. There are so many Chinese people who all want to go there. What should I do? Only the examination is the fairest and fairer. Therefore, at present, judging the merits and demerits of a school still depends on the enrollment rate. Then evaluating a teacher’s performance, his or her teaching effect is certainly irrefutable. What else to say? What is FEI na’s mind of turning around and turning around? Officials and gentlemen, you will sit in the Imperial chair calmly, a newspaper, a cup of fragrant tea, close your eyes and recuperate yourself, Cultivate one’s mind, why search for dry intestines, try your best, and even make those rules and regulations, set those chains, shackles and stumbling lines to tie, bind, bind, rule and manage? The hard leverage of teaching achievement was fixed there. Let the teachers’ hands and feet go, and let them show their abilities to cross the sea. No matter black cats or white cats catch mice, they are good cats. Why do you always want to make simple things so complicated? Don’t make everything uniform and unified, and knock over a boat with a pole. How valuable is flexibility and flexibility! What kind of inestimable anger! In that case, I think the school will definitely present an unprecedented lively and vibrant situation. Instead of complaining one by one, complaining, resentful, resentful, slack and perfunctory like now, which makes an organism rigid, self-entrenched, stagnant and wandering around. Only listening to the thunderous roar of the leaders, while the sheep were silent with their heads down. It seemed that they were in peace, but in fact they were all pregnant. How I wish the company could be slightly flexible, flexible, and flexible! Don’t be like a box like that, saying everything in a square way, giving people the majesty of the top of the mountain and the fear of Lacoste opening its mouth. How I wish the unit is a warm and beautiful place full of warmth and true feelings! It is the belonging of employees! Is my ideal unit only in my dream? Dear unit, here we are …… you are a pot, sitting on the fire, filled with water, with a lid, the blue flame licked the bottom of the pot, the boiling water growled happily inside. And we are the Ducks in this pot! Endure, endure, endure …… praise (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…

Landscape

Confucius said: the benevolent Leshan, the wise happy water. My heart is kind, so it is Leshan; Although it is not smart, it is also happy. Therefore, I love the mountain and water in Zibo most. Most of the mountains in Zibo are concentrated in the southern mountain area. With Boshan, Yiyuan and the south of Zichuan as the main parts, they are connected with Qingzhou, Linqu and Laiwu respectively, which is the remaining vein of Taiyi mountain system and the main column of Zibo Mountain. The water of Zibo runs across the north and south. Zi River, Xiaofu River, can be called the mother river of Zibo. In addition, the Yellow River flowing through Gaoqing River originates from Yi River in Yiyuan. Of course, there are also the mountains of Zhulong River, Xiaoqing River, Wuhe River and Fanyang River in Zibo, with Lushan as the most important. The mountains of Mount Lu are boundless; The stones of Mount Lu are magnificent and magnificent; The water of Mount Lu is clear and green; The trees of Mount Lu are green and straight; The green of Mount Lu is intoxicating. Boshan Yuanshan, alias Yishan and male mountain, was first seen in Han book Geography: Yanlan Cang Luffy, Zen has a pair, thousands of miles of victory, which is shown as Yuanshan. Zhao Zhixin’s “original mountain examination” said: it will continue to be 200 miles, and it will rise to the end, and it will be towering and magnificent. The so-called Original Mountain is also built. Its main peak is Mount Yu Wang. The mountain is magnificent and magnificent. The snow of King Yu is one of the eight scenes of Yan Shen. Phoenix Mountain is everywhere. As far as I know, there are only three places in Boshan: Emei Mountain and Fenghuang Mountain in the south of the city, which are tiger-shaped and dragon-shaped, guarding the portal of Boshan; There are Wufeng Mountain and Fenghuang Mountain in Shima, which are connected; the lush Fushan Mountain is also called Fenghuang Mountain, like an auspicious phoenix, which can bring blessings to people. The Phoenix Mountain in Sancha, Yiyuan county, surrounded by red leaves and green water, is the shooting place of the movie “The battle between South and North. The Phoenix Mountain in the south of the old city of Zhoucun was called Fengshan at the earliest time, which was made up of five mountains connected, and got its name because it was similar to phoenix spreading its wings. In terms of magnificence, the mountain of Zibo is the first to be called Ma’anshan. On all sides of the cliffs, there is only a ladder-like path hanging on the cliff, which is no less than the anti-Japanese men of the Five Heroes of Langya Mountain. Here, a impassioned national soul is presented, which adds its heroic feelings. In terms of beauty, it should be Santai Mountain. Trees are shaded, temples are shaded, three peaks echo, and nature is natural. Zili mountain is more abrupt and magnificent. It rose from the ground and became outstanding and independent. Besides, Guiguzi was mysterious and the filial son Wang Qiao was well-known. Zili mountain not only had beautiful scenery, but also had a profound humanistic tradition. There are also 99 Yueyang mountains, with peaks gathering in clusters, winding and continuous. At the beginning of the morning sun, Daiyue Xiangyang is a scenic spot for donkeys. Accompanied by this, Erlang Mountain is steep and straight, and Qinglong Mountain is verdant and lush, which makes the source area become the beautiful scenery of Zibo Mountain. Over two thousand years ago, Duke Huan of Qi hung the sheep and beat the drum. He was wise to win the throne. In Yunming mountain, there are vines around trees, bluestone Old Street, a secluded and ancient scene. Shuanggu Mountain, two mountains stand side by side, towering clouds, once crashed into the Japanese invaders plane. Besides, the newly developed Tanxi Mountain, Zhaoyang Dongqi, the risk of going down the overpass, the dew spring show, which is hidden in the remote mountains and unknown to people, is a new tourist attraction in Zibo. Mountain, no water, no show. The water in Zibo has its own characteristics. Taihe Reservoir clear and clean, Mengshan reservoir Hushan reflection, Mata Lake stretching hundreds of miles, Wuyang Lake wave light billow, daluhu rippling blue waves. e zhuang pu bu qun, cliffside peaks, pool Hao Yu liu, stream flowed long. Speaking of mountains, it is natural to live without temples. The three churches in my hometown are located on the mountain, and the famous temples and ancient temples combine the three religions. Boshan Yanwen Jiang Temple inherits filial piety, which is rare in the Tang Dynasty. Lingzi Qingyun Temple is surrounded by mountains on three sides, dignified and beautiful. Puzhao Temple in Zichuan, Buddhism is shining; Lotus nunnery in Luocun protects all living beings. When it comes to water, mountain springs are indispensable. Boshan Lingquan originated from the legend of Yan Wenjiang, a filial woman. The stone was used as a pool, and the water overflowed out, becoming the source of Xiaofu River. At the head of the Spring River of the source, there are some blisters in the underground spring eyes, just like notes playing beautiful music one by one. It is just asking where the canal is so clear? Only water flowing! Sanfoshan looked up and looked at the well, which came down in one continuous line with the mannose Spring of Tanxi Mountain and never dried up. Under antler village, God gives spirit spring. Ancient Temple, Platycladus orientalis and God spring accompany each other, which has its own charm. However, I like the countless Mountain Springs hidden in the remote mountains best. They accompany the mountain and are unknown, just like the peasants living in the deep of the mountain. They are plain, uncontented and flowing constantly, guarding the water and soil of that side. Of course, when it comes to spring, we must not forget the spring in Pugong’s hometown. Spring water is clear, willow branches depend on each other, grass pavilion is still the same, pu gong is endless. However, it was this clear spring that not only made Liu Quan the imperial name of a layman, but also gave birth to the soul of “Strange Tales of Liaozhai. Good mountains, good water, good wine. With the green mountains and rivers in my hometown, the Willow Spring beer in my hometown was born because of the spring in puweng’s eyes. So I want to say, love Zibo landscape, tell stories about Liaozhai, drink Liuquan beer, don’t you hurry! Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…

Yuli

At noon yesterday, I went to see Ulysses, standing beside my colleague’s case and looking at Ulysses; After a little browsing, I couldn’t understand where its epic performance was, but I just felt those strange emotions jumping freely in time and space, those dark and heavy light inside human nature. In my own nation and country, my own cultural homeland, I moved bricks and plates, rummaged boxes and cabinets, found Chuang Tzu and Tao Gong, and also “The Book of Songs” and so on. However, apart from “The Wind” and peach, flower, source and memory, these special imaginations are similar to my mood and my feelings. They are safe and painless. I brought “Chuang Tzu” and “human words”, put them beside my pillow and buried myself in sleep. This was already last night. It is said that there is no wind outside. Today, I can continue these thoughts. In the spring, I brought them and saw them, Wang Guowei, Zhuang Zhou and Tao Qian, which made me feel at ease. I also found the basis to get rid of the noise outside the window and the buzzing tinnitus. The doctor said that I didn’t have a good rest, which led to heart discomfort. I think, there are also ways of eating and indulgence; Think about the good things that you can’t sleep for a long time, you can’t rest early in the evening, and you can’t drink too much, why don’t you feel physically and mentally exhausted? Although is spring. At noon yesterday, Yu Di in Beijing called him and said there was nothing big. He just said that he had hired the Manuscripts and published papers that others had made an appointment with, and another novella had been sent to the vice president of a publishing house, advise me not to act too hastily for the long story at present. I stared at the darkness in front of my eyes. My whole body and mind had been integrated into the long line leading to the north, ironed by my brother’s voice, and pressed flat on the table like the Earth, facing the mighty spring breeze, raise your head freely and slowly to meditate. As expected, there was light rain this morning; This year, the first light rain hit me cleanly. I don’t want to wear a raincoat, let the rain that has been dripping for a long time before dawn wet my chest. The smell of warm rain surrounded me, allowing me to bypass the original plan. Instead of writing recently, I went to see Ulysses and what Ulysses wrote, what have I said and which channel can let me know clearly, the leap of my nation in this era, the leap-forward expression, or the compassion. Then, on the basis of integrating everything, I will show them and express my most grand feelings and consciousness. The spring rain outside is pattering. I am almost the only one in the room now. The spring rain outside the window is endless and patter, which is a good time for all things to sprout and Bloom and all things need; The spring rain, looking forward, moistening, delighted and delighted, can cover everything around, change everything around. It seems like life all over the world, all the creatures deeply rooted in the Earth and flying in the sky all know and have already known this open secret. It has been agreed that he will go downstairs immediately and borrow his Ulysses from his colleague yesterday. It has been agreed that today, he promised me that he can borrow Ulysses. In the spring rain season brought by Ulysses. Ireland. James Joyce. Ulysses. Odysseus. The spring rain season brought by this new era. 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…

Fireworks

The town called to tell me that today is Lantern Festival, and don’t forget to eat tangyuan. I have been studying in Hangzhou for half a year, and I still have a close relationship with my friends. Although we all have warm smiling faces when we meet, I always feel that there is no warm greeting, it seems that the alienated hearts never have the chance to touch each other. Li said that as she grew older, she seemed to become cold and no longer keen on making friends. People and things around her also went with the flow of nature, and everything went with fate. I think she said in her heart, but I am not like this. Later, she said faintly: I am very poor. I only have friends like you. I smiled and said: I am poorer than you. I haven’t celebrated the Spring Festival at home for two years, but it’s much more lively to go home this year. My childhood playmates gathered together and looked at these strange and familiar faces, those friendship that thought they were alienated suddenly became close and fresh. Years not contact, a meet or as gracious. I think those cold days far away from home can be warmed by these gentle smiling faces. The Lantern Festival in Hangzhou is gloomy and cold. It snows heavily in the morning, and soon turns into light rain, which lasts for a whole day. My mood is as gloomy as this weather. Most of the time, I am like rain very much. The sound of drizzle hitting leaves can soothe my restless heart like a gentle lullaby. On the way back from dinner, I was in a bad mood suddenly. I came towards me alone and suddenly, surrounded me like the cold wind in the rain, piercing my clothes, permeating my skin and invading my bone marrow, wrapped the heart layer by layer, depressed and unable to breathe. After arriving at the lab, the senior sister said, “I haven’t received the blessing message from Da Hei on Lantern Festival. Senior brother said: Don’t worry. Before the time comes, he will send it every festival. Er, will you reply to him after receiving the text message? I have met before, but now I have hardly returned. The sound of fireworks explosion came from the distance. It seemed that I could see the colorful beautiful flowers blooming in the night sky. The sound of guns became stronger and stronger, the fireworks became more and more gorgeous, and the whole night sky was lit up, you can see the wisps of smoke floating across the sky. It seems that the sky is no longer cold, but warm to smoke. Of course, I didn’t see all these. I just sat on the chair lazily and imagined. In fact, no one stood up to watch the fireworks. Everyone sat quietly in front of the computer, but I didn’t know if they heard the sound of the fireworks exploding. I looked at the time. It was eight o’clock. I really didn’t want to read. I swiped the webpage for a while. At nine o’clock and ten o’clock, the phone never rang. Suddenly, I thought of Li, who was still accompanying her mother in the hospital. I wanted to say happy lantern festival to her. Li replied to the text message that she went home today and met my mother when she was watching fireworks in the village. At that moment, I suddenly wanted to cry. The night was already deep, and I walked out of the lab. The rain was still falling down. The Sky had already calmed down, and there was no trace of fireworks blooming, even the smell of gunpowder left. The campus was very empty and quiet, as if the whole world had died. A couple walked by me with each other. The dim street lamp pulled their figures very long. I looked at their backs silently, with a burst of sadness in my heart. Suddenly, the cold wind lifted up my long hair and the fallen leaves touching the cold rain slapped on my face. Tears burst down, but I felt it warm. 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…

Stand

A day in the morning, spring. Season waits for no man, spring wins gold. Spring is the beginning, and it is also the hope. Spring is thriving. Spring is colorful. Spring is a lovely doll, which spreads Green into the earth. The grass is green, and the green trees are full. We meet with spring and watch happiness together in spring. From the inscription, there are red flowers and green willows waving between the eyebrows of the season; Listen, the gentle spring breeze calls the frozen earth. Spring, colorful, how many poet’s pen room are amazing? How many years have you been moved? Green, the color of life, the verdant color, the words between the pens walk on the green grass, and the loneliness in the heart dissipates in the waving between the pens. From then on, I like to walk through the words like this, mu the charm of Tang style and song rain, and taste the fragrance of graceful and refined words. Look for spring in the words, watch the season with the most beautiful words in the spring, invite the breeze as the medium through the flower buds of the season, invite the fragrance of flowers into dreams, and the fragrance of fragrance penetrates the loneliness in my heart, on the shoulder of the text, the lush tree is graceful. Breeze bursts, in your murmured call, the Earth wakes up and flowers are delicate and charming. You see, the river opened its sleeping eyes slowly under the kiss of the spring breeze; You see, the Willows on the street stretch their waists and show their smiling faces; You see, the rape flowers are yellow, and the delicate yellow is lovable, the rape garden in the new urban area is already full of flowers on the branches, competing for beauty and beauty, attracting citizens to come and enjoy constantly. Flowers are beautiful, people are more beautiful. No, to be exact, the heart of appreciating flowers is tranquil and pure. As long as you appreciate everything in the nature with an ordinary and pure heart, you will find that the sky is so blue, the water is so clear, and the scenery is so beautiful. I followed the warm fragrance of spring and faced the gentle spring breeze. The spring breeze penetrated my heart and hibernated the whole winter mood. A wisp of spring light shone on my heart, walking out of the severe winter, planting green on the budding branches. The spring scenery is infinitely good, and the heart of spring is more happy. The Spring Dream contains warm fragrance. Everything is so natural. The beauty of spring is peaceful in the time of season. I am a woman who likes quietness. She likes to sit quietly in the faint fragrance, leaning against the window, watching the morning glory climb over the branch and blossom against the sunrise, and the flowers fall down in the afternoon, the moment you bloom, you keep beauty in the world. Plain pen grinding, freehand brushwork near the window, beautiful moment, warm mind is shallow in my words. Spring is the season I yearn for. There are my stories, dreams and hopes in spring. I remember when I was in my childhood, when the spring season came, I took off my fat winter clothes and ran to the mountain together with my mother to look for the sprouted grass in the bush of withered grass, looking at those needle-like grass with pale yellow and green peeping out of your head, a kind of joy came into your mind. You danced against the spring breeze without fear of the cold of spring. Childhood memories, fragrant memories, since then, I have a different feeling for the grass. When flowers are colorful, you set off the flowers and never fight for them. Although you can’t grow a towering tree, but the Earth is decorated with the green of life. Speaking of these, the pictures of childhood appeared in front of us. My mother in childhood was always busy, busy all day long, and always had endless work, my mother worked hard for the better life of this family. At that time, I had no playmate and no sisters. I was more melodramatic and stubborn. I had few friends, so I always followed my mother behind me to see how my mother planted grains of rapeseed in the vegetable garden, watering and fertilizing, covering the soil, finally covered with a layer of plastic cloth, I asked puzzled: What role does it play? Mother said: The spring is chilly, and the spring breeze is very cool, so that it can receive more sunshine, and it will quickly take root and sprout. My mother was hardworking and created the green of the garden with her hardworking hands. In the small vegetable garden, there are all kinds of vegetables, such as cucumbers, beans and peppers, all of which are complete. Under the careful care of my mother, they grow luxuriant and luxuriant, hey hey! No longer worry about having no food to eat. Mother said: the vegetables she planted are pure green food, without chemical fertilizers and pesticides. Now it is hard to eat such a dish. The vegetables sold in the city are all promoted by fertilizers and pesticides when seedlings are used for the yield and color of the dishes. Nowadays, for the sake of interests, those unscrupulous vendors still consider whether the commodities they sell are green food or not. When she went back to her hometown in spring, she saw her mother was still growing vegetables. Although she was old, she was always idle. She said: the vegetables she planted were safe to eat. My mother is hardworking and cultivates all the year round. What she cultivates is crops, which is even more hopeful. My mother has only studied for four years, and she won’t tell any truth about life. Therefore, my mother hoped that I would study hard and walk out of the countryside from now on, instead of facing the loess and facing the sky all my life and working hard all my life like her. I remember my mother’s words. In the future, I will study hard and grow up all the way. It is my mother who gives me infinite strength. In the future, on the road of life, no matter what difficulties you encounter, you will face them bravely. Later, after working, I had my own family. Besides, I was busy with work, so I went back to my hometown less and less often. I just talked with my mother on the phone every day, and my mother always told me, I know my mother is caring about me. After getting married, I have been continuing this habit. When spring comes, I often go up the mountain for a walk to feel the warm spring breeze and green grass. I like spring, spring is full of vigour, spring is the starting point of everything, grass grows and warblers fly, light songs and Butterfly Dance, green, light, pure, beautiful, my heart coincidentally likes this kind of quietness. A day in the morning, spring. Season waits for no man, spring wins gold. Spring is the beginning, and it is also the hope. Spring is thriving. Spring is colorful. Spring is a lovely doll, which spreads Green into the earth. The grass is green, and the green trees are full. We meet with spring and watch happiness together in spring. I stand in the spring and think about the beauty of four seasons; I think about the greatness of life; I think about those touching stories in my years. Learn to understand the true meaning of life with a calm mind, listen to the sound of raindrops moistening the Earth, and feel the refreshing relief of the fragrance of flowers. The grass in spring is green, the flowers in spring are thick, the sunshine in spring is pleasant and warm, a note of flower fragrance is warm and long in the old days; A touch of understanding is sweet in the watch of spring; A greeting, flying over the branches of the Four Seasons, you, me and his heart bloom. Text/Chenxi Ruomeng QQ/1277306939 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…

Smoke

In China, many literati and poets have a unique love for the four gentlemen of plum orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, whether it is arty or not, or to express sorrow for creating new words. In a word, these things have their own meanings and values in their eyes. Speaking of literati, it is far from enough to love the four gentlemen as the support of life or spiritual support. In their life, reading and writing is a normal state, especially for writers, they can’t do without one thing, that is smoke. There is smoke, which promotes thinking and the spring of literary thoughts, and even urges words to be carefully considered. Therefore, burning smoke and boiling words can be said to be a process that every writer should have, and there are many flickering sparks behind this process. The ancients said that the gains and losses of articles throughout the ages were careless. Behind the birth of each article, how many things need to be sorted out and how many words need to be considered and considered. In this case, burning a cigarette can be said to be better than anything. Even if the red sleeve is there, the abalone and the three treasures cannot be compared with the cigarette. Ji Xiaolan, who has iron teeth and copper teeth, must be familiar to everyone. The impression he gives to the world is not only eloquent, eloquent and brilliant, but also a cigarette gun in his hand, this is enough to prove the dependence and sustainability of smoke in his heart. There was also Li He, who was praised as a strange talent by the world. He had never been separated from cigarettes in his short life, and he never left his hands even when reading and writing. Chairman Mao Zedong, the founding leader, liked his poems very much and called him a rare talent and strange talent. It was a pity that his life was too short. At this point, Mao Zedong was a little fond of everything, which could be learned from his later addiction to cigarettes like life. Of course, Li He was naturally willing to give in to the dissertation and the theory of talent, but the relationship between cause and reason in it was not the relationship between literature and talent. Literature was the medium, and smoke was the link of cherish. Of course, it may be my prejudice, but anyway, burning smoke and boiling words is their common characteristic. Take the modern masters Lu Xun and Lin Yutang as an example, burning smoke and boiling words just became the symbol of their lives. Every time I read their words, I felt that they were so close to I am, as if they were just around me. I watched them swallow clouds and mist, and their men were flowing and talking, in particular, Mr. Lin Yutang’s words gave me the feeling that it was just like floating out of the pipe, soft and not ethereal, meticulous and not complicated, and there was a sense of aroma in words, exquisite and fragrant like tobacco shreds. Let’s take a look at Mr. Lu Xun later. His literary creation is closely linked with smoke, which may be due to his character or his life is heavier than others, as a result, he had more profound thoughts and thoughts on everything in reality than others, besides, the Social air at that time was so bad, he, who likes creation, naturally regards smoke as a kind of psychological or physiological need, releasing words in breath and breath, and releasing life itself at the same time. Whether he hesitated or shouted, he could see through the depression in his heart and the depressed darkness on his head. Mr. Lu Xun was sensitive and delicate. The reason why he smoked like life was not caused by the incomprehension of society, family and individuals. It was not that he didn’t love life and didn’t care about his own health. In his opinion, instead of dying in silence, he might as well resist by the way he liked. In fact, master knows the meaning of life, emotion and family better than anyone else, which can be verified by reading his articles. It is hard to imagine what a person like him would be without smoke! I understand Mr. Lin Yutang, but I understand Mr. Lu Xun better. Although their words express in different ways, one is humorous, leisurely, the other is heavy and sharp, but it is also an indisputable fact that writing sentences for articles cannot be boiled without smoke. Burning smoke and boiling words sounds a bit poetic in it, but actually it is not, and sometimes it can even be said to be just the opposite. The boring and dry words can only be known to those who have tried, otherwise, how could Mr. Xueqin write a paper full of absurd words and a poem with bitter tears to express his helplessness and anger in his heart. Mr. Lu Yao, the writer who has passed away, is very familiar with everyone. The TV series of the same name adapted from his novel to the ordinary world has been released and broadcasted by various TV stations. The high audience rating has reached a record high, which has aroused hot discussion and attention. But what people don’t know is that Lu Yao has put all his efforts into creating this cross-century work. According to Lu Yao’s own account, his words are all boiled by smoke. He said there is no white bun in his life, it doesn’t matter if there is no coffee, but there must be no less smoke. In his opinion, creating without smoke is an unimaginable and unbearable thing. For this reason, he would rather save food and clothing, you can’t lose that bite. So I want to say that there is a story of smoke behind every work of LU YAO. The fact is just like that. The essay from noon in the morning truly reflects the scene and scene at that time. In connection with myself in my life, although it has not evolved to the point where I smoke like them, the words of burning smoke and boiling have gradually become a part of my creation. To be more precise, behind every text I wrote, there was a shadow of smoke. If there were no smoke, my mind would be active and my mood would not be happy. What I wrote would be dull, there are also traces of creating love for the article that cannot be erased, which I am unacceptable. Time flies like a shuttle. Looking back suddenly, it has been a history of more than ten years to burn smoke and boil words. It seems that this history can only rise but not fall. Of course, the reason is that I am still on this road as the premise! 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Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Spring

The night wind was rolling with drizzle, sometimes fast, sometimes slowly. The sound of waves seemed to be the foot sound of spring, as if spring was wandering around us. She came here on foot, crossing mountains and rivers all the way, always coming late. She was dressed in gorgeous costumes, dancing while walking, dancing colorful flower skirts. We just came out from the long winter, and we could feel her warmth and beauty more. We smelt her fragrance, touched her trace, and looked at the beautiful image of her dance. She gave us a splendid smile. The charm of spring lies in the wild. The wheat seedlings in the wilderness were refreshed and bright under the caress of the warm sun. The peach blossom in the field begins to bloom, and the buds are full of branches. Looking far away, it looks like a rainbow falling in the sky. The rape flowers on the full slope are as bright as clouds, with rich fragrance of flowers. Butterflies are flying in the flowers. A spring water in the river is glittering, Willow on the river bank is green, and the branches are charming. People began to work in the fields, and the sound of tractors suddenly rang, a busy scene. Spring charms the innocent children and makes them infatuated. In the Canxue of early spring, they searched for the earliest green buds. In the chilly spring night, they squatted in the corner of the room and listened to the chirping of crickets. Under the warm sunshine, they counted the new Yan who came back carefully. They ran on the wild field where the spring breeze was lingering, putting kites of all kinds into the clear sky. Spring also charms us. We invited friends to climb the mountain to see the spring flowers blooming all over the mountain. We went on an outing, stopped to enjoy the weeds and wild flowers on the roadside, and breathed the fresh breath of spring. In the afternoon, the sun shone through the window into the spring. We sat at the window, listened to a song, read a book, and enjoyed the warm spring quietly. Spring belongs to each of us. She is generous and impartial to us. The spring light brightens our Blurred eyes, the spring breeze touches our deep scars, and the spring rain moistens our dry hearts. We are very lucky because we have spring in our life. Like (prose editor: Ink drops into wounds) 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…