Looking

(1) I like the night, the quietness, leisure and distance of that night, and the winter night is more permeated with deep warmth. Winter is coming, the vegetation is withered, the Earth is in depression, and the air is cold and dry. Winter Night Market deserted, night market snub. Because of the Depression and cold outside, the Interior became warm and hot, and all the family members stayed at home. Especially for families with courtyards, a small house, a stove, and a family living together. There is a proverb in the North: wife, child, hot Kang. There is a hot Kang, whose body is next to the warm one. The whole body is warmed up bit by bit, and the mood will become brighter bit by bit. The fatigue and trifles of the day were removed bit by bit by the warm and comfortable Kang. I felt that happiness was all piled up on the hot Kang in this winter, and my heart was so gentle that it waved like fine silk and satin under the bright moon. (2) read carefully with a book in hand next to the warm Kang. A book is a vast world; A story is a life full of tastes and the course of life. Through time and space in the book, I have experienced the complicated life, honor and disgrace, sadness and joy. The fire in the room was booming, the child was doing homework at the desk, and my husband was reading books beside me. Having a good tour in the book, I always exchange my experience with my husband while sighing with emotion. The couple’s heart is tacit, the words are appropriate, and the hearts of each other are pressed. The night is more tender and romantic. (3) when the eldest son goes to the night self-study, he will shout thirsty as soon as he gets home and always drink a glass of water. The stove was on fire, and the drinking pot cup of my son when he was in kindergarten was ready to boil. In winter, I always find out, scrub, scald some red dates, cut some apples or pears, take some raisins, or some tea leaves and orange peel into the jar, add water to boil. Sit by the stove, or hold a book, or write some words, listening to the sound of boiling water. Pour the boiled water into the jar cup, which is bright orange yellow, and the plain, clean and elegant fragrance spreads all over the room. When my eldest son came home, he drank warm boiled water which was so cold that he always said: it was much better than drinks. I smiled and said to my son, “I love drinking. I cook some for us every day. There is plenty of fire in winter. (4) roasted sweet potatoes and potatoes are also a kind of entertainment for sitting around the stove when winter night falls. The new stove changed at home last year did not have an oven, and the drawer of the bottom of the stove could not bake sweet potatoes. So I turned over and over on the stove cover, and the attractive sweet taste mixed with burnt roasted taste spread all over the room, my eagerness made my child unable to say hello any more. I always replied repeatedly that it was almost ready (5) the baked sweet potato was weak and soft inside, so I broke it off, the hot air filled with strong sweet taste directly into the nasal cavity, spreading all over the room. Unable to care about the hot mouth, the two sons held one in their hands, pointed at the sweet potato, took a bite fiercely, jumped over and over in their mouths, opened their mouths straight and warmed, and their lips were covered with black dust, A hot sweet potato soon swallowed the skin into the stomach. (6) on a winter night full of moon and stars, you can see the bright moon through the glass window. It is round, warm and jade-like, wandering with the elegance and gentle warmth of Chang ‘e brushing her sleeves. Unable to resist the temptation of the bright moon, I often walked to the courtyard, looking up at the sky with the cold wind. The bright moon is crystal clear, and the clear glow flows down, reflecting the earth with a piece of light. The ground and Eaves seem to be covered with frost at first sight, but when you look closely, it is covered with moonlight, just like the deep flowing of still water. Back to the warm room, the fire was booming, and the moon was hanging high in my heart, shining my heart. (7) for the winter night, what I like is the happiness and warmth of the family embracing the stove. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Accompanied

Buddhism says: Only by looking back for 500 times can we pass by in this life. Then, how many times of praying and looking back can we exchange for mutual dependence and companionship? Accompanying is a kind of fate; Keeping together is a warmth. No matter the edge is deep or shallow, do it and cherish it! Inscription [1] when I was young, I like to fall in love at first sight, whether it is objects or people. I secretly thought that what could make people fall in love at first sight was not necessarily the best or the most beautiful. However, at that particular moment, it must be the most eye-catching, and then the most heart-catching. At that time, the environment was very important, and the mood could not be taken lightly. However, times have changed, things are still the same thing, people are still the original people, but it seems that they are not into the eyes. It was not necessarily what I once fell in love with. It was not beautiful any more. However, in the long river of time passing by, everything was lost to time. Time and not talk, just slowly, 1.1 drop, alter everything the appearance, even mercilessly put all away. Love is time, hate is time. Love and hate are two reasons! Oh, time! I am good at traveling, have seen all kinds of honor and disgrace, have tasted joys and sorrows, and suddenly believe in life. It is true that what can capture you instantly at first sight is irresistible, but at the moment, it is not eternal. No matter how beautiful things or feelings are, if a flash in the pan appears, a meteor will come soon, after all, it’s just a glimpse of the picture, and you can’t be promised to last forever. In life, I only care about the freedom and ease I once had, and only pursue the Glory burning in a flash, which is not only a kind of deep helplessness, but also a kind of thorough sadness. The life is so long, so slow, and the only thing that lasts for a long time is the most fireworks, the warmest, the most ironed, and the most peaceful. Some people say that for women, there is always a lack of clothes in the wardrobe. No matter it is beautiful or mediocre. There is a female writer who is even more precise in her words. Clothes are the most intimate and intimate lover of a woman. She knows how cold and warm she is. As for clothes, women can be described as spoiling. Even if, when the whole world abandons women, only clothes can never leave and accompany with each other, keeping out the cold of the world for women. In fact, most women are picky about clothes, like men who are picky about their future. It is the buyer who dislikes the goods. Color, texture, style, origin, and of course price are all factors that women weigh and compare. Of course, most women believe in falling in love at first sight. If they accidentally encounter a dress that they like, the feeling must be that they want to hold it in their arms immediately, regardless of other factors. Therefore, most of the clothes in a woman’s wardrobe were not obtained on a whim, but were found and met by a woman and invited home seriously. When a woman wears it for the first time, she will instantly feel amazed at the beautiful and fashionable figure in the mirror, and then sigh the charm of the clothes, making the ugly duckling thoroughly remoulded into a white swan. In fact, every woman has a personal experience of that old saying that a man is dressed and saddled. Even before she grows up, Cinderella’s gorgeous life adventure makes every woman who yearns for beauty, I like clothes very much. In my spare time, I tidy up the wardrobe, stroking the long, short, thick, thin, colorful, light and so on with my eyes and fingers, however, every piece of clothes that used to keep their own body temperature is like looking back on the beautiful time that they have not gone far, like reliving the warm and beautiful classic moments of the years one by one, there will suddenly be a kind of abundant joy and satisfaction in my heart like a rich man. Clothes are a silent language. Or simple, or gorgeous, or gloomy, or bright days, talk with you, talk happily. Every piece of clothes, once or is showing the beauty and goodness of life, once brought their initial throb and left them the deepest warmth. If we say that toys are the favorite of a child’s growth, which is related to heart, then clothes are the favorite of a woman’s life, which is related to body and heart. Even if the emperor is a charming teenager, he will become ugly and old at dusk. One day, one month, one month, one year, the golden year of China is gradually moving away. In this way, women are in close contact with the skin of the clothes, in the shallow love for the clothes from beginning to end, from Zhu Yanyu appearance to the old white temples, from self-pity to peace of mind and warmth. The time flies, and the time flies. Life is warm, life is quiet. Women use colorful clothes one by one to amaze a period of time, to fragrance a period of time, to stay in a beautiful place, to comfort a heart. [2] a small animal, at a certain moment, meets you unexpectedly, which is also a kind of fate that should be carried out and cherished. Perhaps, in the accompanying years, each other cannot enter the other’s world, but if the heart is there, love is there, and the tentacles of the soul can feel the warmth and coldness of each other’s world. The human world, the world of mortals, and every corner of life are crowded with interests. In the Vanity Fair of life, intrigues, intrigues, intrigues, smiles, needles, heart and heart are getting farther and farther, everyone is chasing after each other, rushing to the happy fields one after another in life. Therefore, even if the crowded market is busy, we still feel that our hearts are like being eroded by a little bit by a small bug called loneliness. Loneliness follows the shadow and spreads deeply. Most of the time, we are like standing in the deserted wilderness, Those who did not see the Ancients before and those who did not come later only heard their hurried steps and their sonorous voices. In the misty and rainy world, who is willing to go with you hand in hand and accompany you on a journey of mountain and water? Even though human beings have kept silent, I still believe that there is always a kind of living in the world. As long as you are willing, you will stay with you forever without complaint or regret. We can raise a dog, and of course a cat can also be used. I like dog. Not only because dogs don’t think their families are poor, but also because they are loyal! Not only dogs, but also many animals in nature, in fact, do not have any shortcomings of human beings, but have all the virtues of human beings. That little animal will gradually become the content of your life, even a part of your life. Even became an important member of the family. You give it a name and call her with the most tender and warm voice; You care about its food and clothing, just like caring about a child waiting for feeding; You make it your shadow, run in your life all the time. At first, maybe it was not because of emotion, but because of the need of barren and empty soul. However, the court also accompanied the evening, lighting Love with Love and irrigating love with love, what kind of heart will eventually be soft, so, naturally, its warmth and warmth, its joy and anger become the hang of your life. Most of the time, for animals, we are used to treating ourselves as saviors, as if we gave them the whole world. In fact, the world is thin and cool, and many times, we need the loyalty of animals to keep warm. Watching the rise and fall with insight, seeing through beauty and ugliness is always silent. Animals, in fact, also possess the great wisdom and virtues of human beings. [3] A person may not be your green plum or bamboo horse, or perhaps, at the moment of meeting, there is no heartbeat of electric light and stone fire, no determination of non-Qing not marrying non-King, just, just as Zhang lailing said, in thousands of people meeting the person you want to meet, in thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, there was no earlier step, no later step, just happened to catch up, there is nothing else to say, but to ask gently: Oh, are you here too? Even, yuan lai yuan to edge water, hua fei hua Xie hua man tian. Any encounter is a reunion after a long separation, and any encounter is a destined fate. Perhaps, at that time, you and I had never noticed that it was just normal. After years, looking back on the past, I suddenly realized that the whole life of searching was to find each other, share the relationship with each other and share the joys and sorrows. In the world of fireworks, hold your hands and grow old with you. Love is not the love before the flowers and under the moon, nor the oath of love. San Mao said, love is not easy to last forever if it doesn’t fall into the real life like dressing, eating, counting money and sleeping. The true love is in a porridge and a meal, in a wisp and a wisp, in a close relationship between each other day and night, in a long stream of water, in a sad and happy life sharing weal and woe. Love is silent, love is like water. The most beautiful love does not need to be vigorous, but only needs to be old and old. Duras said in “Lover” that you were still young at that time, and everyone said you were beautiful. Now, I am come to tell you that for me, I think you are more beautiful now than when you were young. You were a young woman at that time, compared with your appearance at that time, I love your face which has experienced many vicissitudes more. The true love is not the golden years when you love her, but the broken years when you love her more. If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan. More than 300 years ago, Nalan rongruo sighed. Indeed, the first sight may be a glimpse of the world, beautiful and amazing. However, what is long is hardship, and what is short is joy. The fragrance in the memory, the warmth in the years, can not cover the long desolation of the cold of life. Life is a long way, and the night is cold. We can’t just hold ourselves tightly to keep warm. The greatest happiness in life is to share with others. The deepest beauty in life is being accompanied by someone. Reach out and hold each other’s gifts; Raise your eyes and remember each other’s smile. I have always believed that even if there is only half a season when flowers bloom and lovers help each other, they will still feel warm for three years. 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…

Wind

I like the wind, and I like the style when the wind starts. At the beginning of the wind, the grass, which was as quiet as a virgin, seemed to be creaking on the waist, and immediately danced with joy; The air around was no longer empty, and there was a layer of chestnut in the silence and empty spirit, it seems that you are going to give birth to floating clouds and fog in your eyes. Then, the wind swept over the ground, crossed the branches of willow trees, could not roll up the dust, but drifted away your thoughts. People’s thoughts are sometimes light and sometimes heavy, but they can’t stop the wind from shuttling freely among them. If the wind was there, my heart would not stop the water, so I like the wind, the freedom and willfulness of the wind, and of course, I also like the other appearance when she started. I like the mystery and warmth of the wind, the charm and passion of the wind, the poetry and generosity of the wind, and even the mess and wildness of the wind …… the spring breeze rises, and the branches are full of cyan, splashing gouache; The water was dizzy and rippled, and the fish and insects were stung. The old people stretched their curled bodies, and the children chased the busy butterflies among the flowers …… swallows swarmed around the flying beam, whispering; The wind gently floated up the skirt of the girl who was pregnant with spring, blowing out the eyebrows and eyes of countless teenagers, mysterious and warm. When the summer wind rises, the landscape contains blue and black, and the Lotus becomes more and more delicate and charming; The sky changes color immediately, and the heat wave flows in the air, which turns into a state of fear or surprise. Thunder and Lightning came on stage one after another. Wind and rain danced with each other in a graceful way, flying freely. The slanting rain splashed and wet the girls’ shoulders. The wind raged and blew away the girls’ long hair, which was passionate and charming. The autumn wind blew up, the Golden Maple withered, the yellow Tong bald, the Alley thinner, and the sky widened. A cold autumn wind. The autumn wind blew across the ground, rolling up fallen leaves and bringing ripe golden yellow. Who says that the lonely coolness of the autumn wind will never change through the ages, and the beauty of wandering along the autumn path will be poetic and lofty. The winter wind blows, and the world returns to its original appearance. Rivers are frozen, and everything is hidden deep. The cold wind is messy, cutting the pedestrian’s face; The winter wind is wild, raging away people’s hearts. But all this happened to meet a heavy snow all over the sky, and all the pain changed into a season of long-lost joy. The wind is probably everywhere, is it everywhere? Air is our breath, while wind is the soul of air dance; Even if it seems calm sometimes, it is just the way she misses, remote and warm. From spring to summer, from autumn to winter, the wind and dust live, or the wind and clouds surge, and the world changes in our eyes. There is no trace of the wind, or the rain is sudden and the wind is crazy, which is the world we must pass through in this life, and sometimes it is the world we yearn. What’s more, a dream in the world of mortals, how can there be no wind or rain? Four seasons of the year, maybe more than one day, the wind has a different look. Zen said: not wind, but heart. Then, all the wind is just like a heart. Years and times, bosom friends are always there, then there is no need to ask, the wind is moving, or the wind is moving. You don’t have to wait for the time to grow old, and the wind will stop; You are willing to be with the wind, and sit and watch the world indulge in greed. 2015 nian 3 yue 15Like (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…

qin xue

I like listening to the dream of winter. Although the wilderness is still full of ice and snowy countryside. After leaving the incense, I missed and played, and remembered the silhouette of the past. He Zeng held hands in hand, and the Horn of the sheep was flat in the mist; The reserved daughter, the cloud maid, the wind, the cloud, the soul, and the friends were on the shoulder, waving blue long sleeves willfully and dancing in the sky! With a crisp flute, everything is silent; The mountains are painted, Juanjuan is graceful; I cherish the little snow lovers who carry each other on the grateful trunk! People, long envy the spring tour under the hot sun, guests worry about the silver clothes and the weather is warm; North fell in love, adorable makeup wrapped, leisurely Blue Sky cold wash pity; Love at Birch, curling gray, just Xiaoxue’s Xiangjuan? Lovers travel in winter on this day, people are like years in the warm sun. The laziness and serenity released are like wings being traveled and chased, yearning and flying for each other! In the quiet snow, there are only two moments of soul. It was a whisper of greetings from clusters of leaves, did you hear it? Stretch out your shaking hands and gather all the leaves of blessing! Wen thought about Qin, Zhong Ji painted his hand; The sky was high and clear, and Xi Xing was on the edge of clouds; In the snowy world where things were different, from time to time, the cries of creatures were giggling, the Fox and the hare ran quickly by their side; Several Eagle were hovering in the high sky! Oh, should a noisy citizen be a drunken soul? Or chanting like rhythm? In the enchanting afterglow of the demon, there are some rustling bodies, always imagining that they can melt the snowy world full of silver; Love, but he turned himself into a very innocent little xue! The sky is desolate and full of branches and leaves. The days of time are so chaotic and vicissitudes. After a long time, I realized that I could keep a good guard; The people sitting in the red stove were quiet, a cup of acacia and a cup of tea; I expected that the habitat I stayed together was warm and cold, and I cheered the rising smoke from the kitchen; the scene of the scene, such a brilliant brush, calls for the long story of time. The poem destined. Mengmeng fresh little snow, where are you reflected? Looking forward to the initial firmness; The golden sunshine that once comforted the soul, the white birch forest of the nobility, the white chalk and handsome, the scars on the tree like eyes, looking at the lonely people in deep love. Have you ever known the heart of tan? Long, far! 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…

Written in

Time came to today again, but we were in a hurry. I always feel that there are too many too late. After another whole year, except sadly finding that there was another year less in my life, there was nothing else. Why do you use the word “mix”? Since I was a child, I thought this word was particularly awesome. When it comes to who is a bastard, it feels great to mix up with the society, and the reverence arises spontaneously. Later, when we grew up, we realized that we were all muddling around. We not only muddled around the society and life, but also muddled around. Because muddling is also a kind of life; Muddling is also a job; Muddling is also a road; Muddling does not mean corruption; Life has many helplessness: work is more or less bumpy; there are thousands of twists and turns in the road; In fact, it is not easy to do a bully; But if you mix, we must also mix well; If you mix, you must mix freely; If you mix, you must mix persistently; mix, in fact, is also a social discipline; Wonderful, make life no longer helpless; Free and easy, make work no longer bumpy; Persistent, make the road no longer difficult. But how am I doing this year? To be honest, I don’t think much of it. Looking back on this year is just like looking back on many years. There is a vast expanse in my mind, which is much higher than the PM2.5 index in Beijing today. My memory is getting worse and worse now. It is said that fish only has 7 seconds of memory, and I am not much better than fish. I can’t remember things seven days ago, and I am ashamed. In fact, I can’t blame me. Now I have been overwhelmed by what happened in 7 hours. What’s the headline, the headline, the marriage, the divorce, the affair, the pregnancy, this smoggy, the genetically modified, the little Japan, the Korea Bonzi, from Marketplace News to state affairs, from entertainment gossip to unofficial history secrets, my little head is indeed not enough. The main reason is that time flies too fast. Yesterday I was still an ignorant teenager. Today I am already a down-to-earth fireman Shu Li. Besides, it looks like this. Since I wore this military uniform, I have been called uncle since I was 18 years old. Uncle is not popular and I always feel strange. (It is said that our magical clothes make us look old when we are young, and look young when we are older. I don’t know whether we look young or not. Anyway, it makes us look old.) In addition, it is widely spread on the Internet that after 00, a man pointed at a woman born in the 90 s and shouted wildly: don’t pester me, you old woman born in the 90 s, we are not suitable! I really felt the sadness of the years when I appeared on the stage frequently. Listening to the vivid little girls calling my uncle one by one, I was really sad. How many people in the world could feel the pain when the heart of a innocent young man was broken under the vicissitudes of life? The saddest thing in the world is that you didn’t find true love when you were young, and you were no longer young when you found true love. Oh, no! It should be that you are no longer young before you find true love. This true love not only refers to people, but also includes things. A successful life is to find someone you like to love and find something you like to do. So, in addition to being one year older, I still did a lot of things I like this year. I kept exercising and got six abdominal muscles; I didn’t know how many books I read, but I didn’t remember them anyway; I published several bad articles and earned 60 yuan for the contribution; I went to several places, but the traveling expenses cost thousands of dollars; I also met some new friends, which should be regarded as the biggest gain. Exercise is because my mother often tells me that body is the capital of revolution, and I also think that one’s own physical quality will determine the direction or even length of your life under certain circumstances, so exercise. Reading is because the teacher said that a person’s spiritual development history is a person’s reading history. Because of my lack of knowledge, I can only compare with so many excellent people around me by reading, so as not to be left too far away, so I read books. Writing articles is because I always have a lot of small emotions, and the words are also poor. I write it down in the notebook, and it is all regarded as practicing calligraphy. Travel? It is because the book says that the place you have traveled is your world. You don’t want your world to be too small, so you always want to go out for a walk. However, it was very wonderful to meet those friends, who came from all over the world and broke into my life with their own experiences and stories, leaving me a touch of snot and tears, it makes me have other opinions about life. It turns out that the world is far more than the same life. I think I will remember their stories, and I will have the opportunity to write them down for you in the future. What’s more, I often think of the past now. When I was young, the sky was very blue, the clouds were very white, and girls were also very simple. It was also said that time passed slowly at that time, and I could only love one person in my whole life. Is that true? I really don’t know this. We were in the same mood as we lost our hometown, and lost our youth. Didn’t we finally get some interesting memories? So up to now, I always like to do some bad things, which are not related to morality but only for pleasure. It is even better to be happy. When I am old and can’t walk without teeth, I can still laugh out with sniffing. In fact, I have done more meaningful things. I prefer interesting things. Things are like this, and people are the same. People say that only when the current life is not good can they like to recall the past. In fact, it is not because I don’t know the future. It is too early now, so I can only think about the past I still remember, just like my present will become the past I miss in the future. In fact, we are all very busy now. We are busy with study, postgraduate entrance examination, work, making money, blind dates, dating, marriage, giving birth to children, living or dying. As Wang Shuo wrote in his article: Finally, we got together to have a meal, and they all bowed their heads and were busy picking their mobile phones. It was not easy to serve the food. Everyone shouted and stood up. I also stood up. Everyone took the mobile phone to shoot randomly, which embarrassed me with the glass. So I had to put down the glass silently and took out the mobile phone, click a like word on the photo sent by a friend across the table. In fact, it may be true. I still often stand by the playground and look at the sky, watching the clouds floating in the distance, thinking quietly about where my life will go, which makes me look particularly deep, and I am very pleased. Haha ~ although I don’t know what the meaning of doing this is, I still stick to it, because there are always some things to stick to in this troubled world. I just wondered: after standing for so long, why didn’t a girl come to ask me a call? Is it because I am not handsome enough and my expression is not melancholy enough? Oh, forget, there are almost no women in our school. This is an era full of temptations. All kinds of exotic flowers, second generations, corrupt officials and stars, big shots, Little Red Riding Hood, show us a colorful world. In fact, this is a very nonsense society. People who are really poor are not necessarily beggars on the roadside, while people who are really bad are not necessarily sentenced to death. This is also an era full of opportunities. As long as you are clear, dare to take off and show off, don’t be cautious, you can also be angry; As long as you can be thick-skinned, perform well, touch a few porcelains, you can also be rich. It seems that every day we work hard to have the opportunity to talk about life with nenmo, ideals with Masters, and love with the second generation. It seems that we are all such pursuits and pure people, this also makes me feel gratified. Ridicule is just ridicule. In fact, none of us can do anything about everything. Throughout the history, everything is reincarnation, just a change of body. Just like Hegel said, existence is reasonable. I often think like this. For many people and things, my heart is not that entangled. However, what on earth is the life you want, just like Da Bing asked: what are you pursuing now? In my opinion, it is just desire, and wealth and fame sleep, who can you show a decent and respectable life? Do to whom? Do you live well if others think you live well? How many days do you really feel comfortable in your life? When you show off your wealth and success, are you really happy? How long can this kind of happiness last? How many peaceful moments do you have in your heart? This question is very good, so I have to stay at the edge of the playground and think carefully when I am standing in the distance. And, what about you? It will be the New Year’s Day newyear that is expected by many people again, giving a special meaning to a day that is actually not different. This is exactly the lovely part of human beings, and because of this, our world is rich and colorful. It is also because of these good wishes that we can live sincerely in this world where smog, traffic jam and high prices are cheating our father. Although our daily life is actually not much different. Thanks to the great motherland, she is also like us in fact, there will be some bumps on the road of growth, but it must be getting better and better. This and I believed. Thank you for your companionship, encouragement, care and care. Let looked after me. Finally, I hope my family can be as happy as I want to give him, and my friends can be as happy as po in my circle of friends. This year, I met some people, some things, some people will not come back after leaving, and some things are destined to be forgotten. It is not easy to live a lifetime? It is not difficult to write self-deception in books, but it is difficult to deceive oneself for a lifetime. It will be one of the happiest people in the world. 2014 is coming to an end, and you can continue to mix, which is good or unfortunate. I just want to say to everyone: Hang on, hang on, before you die. Happy new year! Written on the last day of 2014 To the 2014 that is about to pass Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Heart

A few friends followed the time very well. They came to my home one after another with pipe pliers, rhinestones and other tools used to install heating before. Several friends were quite capable. I prepared the dishes and put them on the table. The heating pipes of the four rooms and the four groups of heating fins had been installed. I set the glasses, bowls and chopsticks, and before I could remove my apron, my friends had lit the coal fire and tried the heating stove. The four groups of cold and cold radiator gradually became hot. After a while, the return pipes of the four rooms were too hot to touch with hands. My friends were happy for their work efficiency and achievements. They laughed constantly one by one and danced with words. I was proud of making the rich dishes on this table, and the serious nonsense also came out endlessly. It’s warm in the room. Everyone sat around the wine table and said the same thing to you. I talked about all kinds of skills of installing the Earth heating stove. After a while, I talked about everything, the demons and ghosts started to talk nonsense. With a strong sense of wine, Lao Wang couldn’t stand on the ground. He pulled up the old mule of his grandmother’s house and gave birth to a foal. Since then, his father began to sell cattle, A few years later, he made a fortune and became one of the few upstarts in the county. Lao Li’s broken mouth boasted that he was going to set up a group of people to tie tiles in Tiananmen Square in Beijing, and also went to the Great Wall to install heating, so as to earn a lot of money for his wife and children. The lecherous old Liu, who didn’t take charge of the family, dared to say that going whoring would not break the law in the future, because there were more prostitutes in the society, and naturally there were fewer rapists. Since ancient times, there have been official brothels, brothels are conducive to stabilizing social order and stimulating the rapid development of local economy. Dongguan, the color capital, is a vivid example. Later, even some vulgar yellow jokes were written to the wine table in vernacular. Everyone drank too much. Whoever thought of something impromptu would follow his mouth. No matter who was grinning about all kinds of news, or the casually fabricated peach autobiography on a whim, whether it had a head or a tail or a head, the spitting stars in the grinning mouth flew all over the table, and no one knew to pay attention to hygiene. The fly in the ointment is that none of these friends grudged Li Bai and Du Fu with me; No one grudged with me how did the Spring River Flower Moon Night come into being; no one even grinned with me. Rousseau’s confession is the spiritual text of the author’s autobiography, or the novel expressing the social villains with psychological abnormality. On the second day, several elders in the neighborhood saw me and said, “you drunkards, you pushed me back and forth on the street yesterday afternoon, shouting loudly and looking forward to each other, it took more than an hour to make a fuss. It was really a shame to throw myself at home. That night, when I woke up, my head hurt badly, my mouth was dry and my whole body was not strong enough. I got up from the bed, turned on the light, and went to the living room to make a cup of strong tea, after sitting on the sofa and drinking tea for a while, he stood up and went to the yard to get some air. I stood under the wintersweet tree, staring at those hazy flowers and bones on the wintersweet tree by the faint light emitted from the glass window. My mind was blank, and I stood dumbly to breath out of my heart, I woke up and hurried back to the room to keep warm. The heating stove in the room had gone out. I took out the ash from the stove, chopped some wood with an axe, found some old newspapers and carried a bucket of media, I lit the fire again, and after a while, I felt that the whole room was getting warm gradually. At this time, I felt that my stomach was a little Russian, so I stood up from the heating stove and went to the restaurant to find something to eat. Who knew that there was a mess in the restaurant, with cigarette butts and tea all over the floor, and there was almost no empty feet. It seems that my wife and children will not come back to live tonight. Thinking in my heart, I felt a little agitated, and my stomach seemed to be filled with this sudden agitated feeling. I closed the door of the dining room and came to the living room, muttering in my mouth: no sight, no worry, let my wife clean up those messy dirty things tomorrow. While muttering, I picked up a book casually from the tea table in the living room, went back to the heating stove room, and sat beside the heating stove to keep warm, drink tea and read books. After a while, my whole body was warm and comfortable. I didn’t need to look in the mirror. I also knew that my face was like a ripe red apple. I don’t know what is going on. At this time, a feeling of loneliness and sadness suddenly gushed out in my heart. I couldn’t read any more books, so I just dreamed with my eyes open, thinking endlessly. The more I thought about it, the more lonely I was, the more miserable I was. Thinking about it, I remembered Ah Q in Lu Xun’s works. For a while, Ah Q became me, and I became Ah Q. Who on earth am I? What on earth did I do when I came to this world? What is the point of living? Why did Qu Yuan commit suicide in the river? Why does Ji Gong like to be a dog Monk without a home or a yard? Why didn’t Guo Moruo write a few decent poems after he became a high-ranking official? I asked the god with a silly face, asked the Earth, asked ghosts and gods, asked myself, asked a lot of questions, and didn’t ask why. I went away quietly, just as I came quietly, waving my sleeves without taking away a cloud. When I left this world, I couldn’t take away contiguous clouds. What else should I do with those notebooks? Thinking like this in my heart, I stood up and went to the study, rummaging out all the old notebooks locally, stacking them into a dozen, holding them back to the heating stove and putting them on the ground, sitting on the bench rudely, Hu Siba began to remember it again. What have I thought about? I don’t remember. Anyway, I tore up all those laptops inexplicably and put them into the stove one by one to burn and play, on one side, he left the pages with poems page by page. This is why? So far, I can’t say clearly one, two, three. Third, since I burnt my large pile of notebooks that night, I have never written any mood diary. Once in a while, if you have some feelings, feelings and feelings about society and life, you can use the artistic form of poetry to vent and release your emotions. I like poetry, especially Li Bai’s poetry. Li Bai’s poems are natural and smooth. The verses seem to be unmodified, but they can be chewed carefully. It is true that every sentence has such a special flavor. I don’t like to be bound by the rhythm when writing poetry, and I never write the rhythm deliberately. Most of my ancient poetry styles are self-contained, just like me. It seems to be unrestrained and free on the surface, but in essence, each of my poems has such an inner melody active. My poetry is neither the words moaning without illness, nor the notes made out of imagination. Although I also know that my poetry is a little rough and popular, which is a bit like Limerick, with less artistic conception, the poetic taste is quite light, it is as light as the sorghum wine sold by our nameless winery in Qianzhen town. Although the sorghum wine from the nameless winery in Chengqian town is not mellow, it is the wine brewed from grain after all. This kind of grain wine is still more delicious than those high-grade fake wine in glass bottles of some merchants. I am very confident. Four days ago, when I was free, I used memories to sew up the fragments of the wasted years, used the future to wash away the sadness and confusion of the past, and used flowers, birds, fish and insects to draw the taste and happiness of life, write all kinds of emotions in the world with words. At the same time, I often analyze my thoughts and wash my soul. During this period of time, I intentionally copied the poems written in the past into a notebook one by one. Why? Because these poems are all flowing from the depth of my heart. Now, the reason why I reorganize this poem and make it into e-books on Jiangshan literature website for readers to see is to tell you that on the surface, I make people look lonely, indifferent, boring people actually have rich emotions in their inner world, and they still love social life very much in their hearts. In real social life, there are many unsatisfactory places and many confusing and hateful things, especially those bold and heartless corrupt officials and upstarts who ruin the country and the society openly and do whatever they want, it makes the daily life of ordinary people not harmonious. However, social life itself is very beautiful. If you don’t believe what I said, then calm down, open your eyes and take a closer look, and you will see the seven-color clouds in the sky dancing happily on the stage in the sky. If you don’t believe what I said, then you should calm down and listen carefully and attentively, you will hear the sound of those rivers in nature running into the sea singing cheerful songs. To be honest, if I can constantly put some beautiful scenes in nature, all kinds of sweet, bitter and salty tastes in social life, and the sparks of thoughts flashing in my mind intentionally or unintentionally, it is arranged one by one in the artistic form of poetry and published on various literary websites in time to let readers appreciate, taste and comment. I thought that life like that would be very interesting and wonderful. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Suddenly

Time is like the wind, and it flies away in a flash, leaving a lasting feeling. Just like a stream passing through a stone, it seems that there is no trace, but the real situation is that the water has carved the temperature into the heart of the stone, only waiting for a casual moment in the future to think of it, it should be a sudden afternoon, so I thought like this, the corners of my mouth touched a little warmth. Sitting quietly in front of the desk, the familiar song was played in the headphones —- [ten years], ten years, we have come to today, ten years ago, will we think of today’s results, will we think, those little bits and pieces of life that have been neglected by us have been carefully recollected and cherished by us ten years later. People may often be like this. When they own it, they are more filled with care. After losing it, they find that every plot in the original story is so warm, just like the sunshine in spring. Memory is a warm thing, someone said like this. For me, maybe it is true, so I am willing to believe that even those memories with sadness and regret can also give people warmth. Because all of this is a part of our life and inseparable. Those faces blurry by time are hard to recall, smiling, or sad. We will remember the back sitting near the window, the immature and white side face and the sideburns rising in the wind. Every scene is fixed in my heart and becomes an eternal classic. Now when I think of it, I don’t feel sorry, but I am secretly glad that I didn’t break the beauty at that time. Perhaps, all beautiful things should be viewed from afar, not possessed. I like the winter afternoon, and the warm sunshine seems to melt the whole person. At this time, I always truly feel that everything is beautiful and my heart is safe. I often sit alone in the corner of the room with backlit and read some delicate words, just like prying into the delicate and warm hearts. I am always obsessed with such a warm feeling. Reading such words will make people forget the trifles of life temporarily, and place themselves in a completely quiet and peaceful afternoon when the wind suddenly blows, the wind chimes I recall cannot bear loneliness, in the Sun, a long song was played. 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…

Lost

Confusion, hesitation, loneliness, decline, these words are always reflected incisively and vividly in my life. What’s wrong with this world? Why do you give people such feelings. Everyone is like a headless fly ant fighting for something invisibly. I wish this kind of world would not be recognized by the world, but the reality seems to be on the contrary. This kind of world falls on the head of the obedient people, and everything is accepted, they become their lives. They are the enjoyment of such a world. It may be more appropriate for them to be the masters of such a world. Black, when you open your eyes, when you wake up from your dreams, when you are intoxicated with the dim lights, you don’t know that the lights are black and the light is black. The world seen by the eyes is no longer colorful, everything is black, everyone’s face seems to be wearing a mask that they don’t know, that he has long been forgotten under the mask, it has long been erased by lies, leaving a hypocritical body. Vanity seems to be enveloped in the sky of this country. People live under such a sky, and life and goals can be imagined. Truth and falsity can be imagined. I groaned, groaning in this peaceful world, moaning how unrecognized this infinite cycle of life is. I am longing again, for the same as me, for the companions of the world-weary people like me to understand me, to understand and to listen. What is the real self like? Have I been a world-weary person, a disease-free moan? No! I didn’t. Like others, I hid my ferocious face under the mask with a hypocritical mask. As a dangerous and kind person, live in this world full of faces. Confused, I don’t know how to live to be my true self. Hesitation, I don’t know how to choose. Loneliness, I don’t know how to understand this kind of loneliness that no one can understand. Decline, I don’t know how to accept such a fact. I groaned in this poor world without illness. I am afraid that I am the poor person who cannot become the fittest in others’ eyes. I seem to have forgotten something. Oh! What I should know is that there are many beautiful things in this world that are no longer recognized. On the street decorated with lights, I wore a mask again, walking silently… walking, nobody knew, nobody knew, nobody knew. I lost, lost to reality. 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…

It was said that there was no need for someone to guard the gate of hell. As long as they were willing to go, the gate was open and welcomed at any time. It was said that there was a gate of the South heaven in heaven, which was not only heavily guarded by troops, but also could not enter or leave casually even for regular customers. Compared with each other, the meaning is not clear. A long time ago, there was a saying that the Yamen should be opened with eight characters. It was reasonable not to come in without money. Although this statement is regarded as a thorn in the eye in some people’s eyes, it will be killed by all means. However, due to the fact, it has been handed down to this day. What can be handed down is certainly applicable to any era. But before that, there seemed to be a voice of resistance, which caused dissatisfaction. As time goes by, the rotten things will certainly disappear! However, the result will become an endless kind. If there are those who fall down, there will be those who stand up, some who stand up and then some who fall down. The factors that are closely related and unclear leave a large number of lies! The reason why Hell can open its doors while heaven cannot, on the one hand, is that people who go to hell hardly have the chance to turn over. Moreover, the difference between identity and status is another important reason. Because of the existence of these two points, although they are all dead, they still require death. It is said that beating the drum to make injustice is a common method used by the ancients. I don’t know whether the story maker falsified or the fact is so. But if this is the truth, then even if the result of grievance is not what people expected, at least there is still a chance to grievance. Looking back, many words are used to complain that there is no way or there is no place to complain. And let alone what this is, and no matter what causes it. It can be seen from those closed doors that justice is just the slogan of propaganda, which is totally different from reality! From this, it is more difficult to see that although sweet words are full of this world, they all belong to honey-mouthed swords! Of course, it can’t be separated from the statement of right and wrong, because that closure represents all! However, not most people have a careful side. Many people are still smart and self-righteous. One kind of indulgence comes from one kind of power. First of all, some things may generate some pressure through public opinion. If we continue to stick to it, it will become a victory. However, since ancient times, it is difficult to insist on being independent in the world. It is an iron fact that many previous achievements have been wasted! Therefore, the tutorial always stands in another direction and becomes the negative textbook of the next generation. Generation after generation, finally, Let the facts speak and become nonsense. What are the facts? Maybe many people never understand. Therefore, the appearance of this kind of appearance is no longer strange! Unfortunately, many grievances are not directly caused, but many grievances come from unimaginable situations. Even those dead people may still fail to understand the reason. But even if you die unsatisfied, it won’t help, because if you die, you will die and you will never be able to live again. The final explanation of those words that always say that they are still a hero after two or ten years is just a cover under fear! In the society, there are some people who can’t catch fish but say it is practice. It seems that only fishing is the only practice method. From those silent spaces, it is not difficult to see that some people would rather hide themselves to death than tell the truth. I thought of the word “rehabilitation” again. It seemed that this kind of practice was similar to mend after a sheep died. Yes, most of the time, since it is impossible to nip in the bud, of course, this is the only way to do it, but for this kind of after-the-event practice, in fact, it does not make much sense. But there is another difference here. From a common approach, it may be a helpless remedy. But if it is just for coping with, or another purpose, then even if the disguise is good, it is just a trick to hide from the world! Although trick is always trick, sometimes it can also get results. Among them, in addition to the saying of ignorance, the other is that the world is unpredictable! Any front side may not be full of front side, and the opposite side is the same, but there are always people who bear all these silently and have no choice. Therefore, some situations can only be settled with the circumstances, perhaps sometimes it is also related to the fate! Walking ahead is an advantage. But things like boat sailing against. Repeated and repeated is a kind of generalization. Open the bright eyes and catch bit by bit is the most profound scenery! It is said that things may not be true, but maybe they will not be all fake. It is said that in a series of stories, the most important aspect is not the authenticity of the theory, but the origin and destination of all kinds! 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…

On this

I have imagined my appearance after graduating from college for many times. I don’t think I will change. I haven’t imagined myself wearing a suit and tie formally in several books, then I wandered on the street with my briefcase on my back; I thought it should be denim shorts with a slim-fit T-shirt, and then with a very satisfied hairstyle I just cut, I thought it should be me. But now I find that I am actually wearing denim shorts, slim-fit T-shirt and carrying a briefcase. Sometimes I find that I am not myself, and even have no idea who this person is. I seemed to feel that it was someone else who drifted around, and then I couldn’t help telling him: Can you be normal! But after all, I am still me, not others. I have no ability to split myself. So I am not happy, really unhappy. I don’t know why time always passes faster than I feel. I think I was still discussing with pyramid selling elements yesterday, and today it has been a year. I have been to Inner Mongolia twice and Beijing three times in this year. I suddenly found that for people who are far away from other places, no matter where the city is, it is actually like this, when you are not traveling and taking photos, but making a living in this city, you will find that you still struggle with eating old horse ramen or eggplant rice every day, I still have to worry about whether to wear a plaid shirt or a slim T-shirt, or whether to report good news or worry when calling home. On the contrary, the things left by Inner Mongolia made me feel very warm. I clearly remember that I promised to go again at that time, but it turned out to be true in less than half a year. I always think this is one of the few sincerity, I am went there for work. Later I learned that the situation had changed. Brother Dong offered me double salary for half a month to compensate. During that period, I had nothing to do, reading till late at night, sleep till noon, do yoga casually for an afternoon, and then get double salary. I think I have never lived such a good life in my life, and sometimes my fate is really strange, I don’t know how good a person is to have such luck. I often feel ashamed of such luck, but I have to sigh with emotion, really, excellent people don’t fit in with each other anywhere until they meet a group of better people. But finally I had to leave. I couldn’t let brother Dong lose any more. I could see brother Dong’s complicated mood, brother Dong is a young man who can integrate the extremely dull coquettish and extremely calm two kinds of split personality which are very magical. He expressed regret, but he didn’t have any more retention, what he has been worrying about is not to delay me, and then offer me a high price for compensation, but in essence, there I am nothing to compensate. Many elderly people don’t believe that young people also have dignity, he thought that was not called Dignity. They thought that some things that young people stick to were naive. Their logic was that young people would never lower their heads and who would lower their heads? Young people who are not unemployed who are unemployed? They regard the edge as childish, and dignity as saving face. Of course, I admit that young people also have childish, but in any case, childish is better than old and stubborn. The night before leaving, it was a day when we had to go to work the next day. We were going to late at night. Before going to sleep, brother Dong stood up and patted my book gently, saying: you bought two books in total here, one is Lu Xun and the other is Zhou Zuoren. I seemed to understand the meaning, so I said: Yes, Ye, two brothers, this is to show our brothers. I thought about it, but I thought there was something wrong, and then I said quickly: no, they ended up falling out, not good!. Haha! Brother Dong couldn’t help laughing, but he didn’t say anything. He finally bought me a plane ticket. I never thought that a local turtle like me could get on the plane. There was a dialect in our hometown that expressed pride and modesty, saying that people would fly their planes, what’s the big deal for me to do this? This makes me feel that the person who flies the plane is the greatest person in the world since I was young, but when I got on the plane, I knew this was wrong, those who can fly planes are far worse than those who can build planes. When I returned to Wuhan from Inner Mongolia, I thought I should write something. I think writing something good is more important than anything else, but there are many contradictions in it, I do often have this idea. I think many so-called articles on the market are rubbish. I have to admit that what these people write under the banner of writers are indeed rubbish, but readers like them, I often had a helpless anger, hating the absence of Qin Shihuang. If I were there, it would be okay to burn the books in the market. I think as a writer and an intellectual, he always talks like a dog alive, and calls such words intellectual, and then sees everyone’s extreme appearance, such writers can also be burned. I don’t require all writers to hold pens as guns like Lu Xun, but as a writer, an intellectual, At least we should care about the social reality and the sufferings of the people. We should hide in the kiln vigorously, pretending to be sentimental, worshiping money, indulging in sex, competing for favor, and finally eating people. The reason why I especially respect Lu Xun is not because of his radicalness or his extremely strong revolutionary thoughts, but because I think of an era like that, he dared to stand up and say something to say when the whole China was in the situation of being burnt. On the contrary, when I looked at Yu Dafu, Liang Shiqiu, Shen Congwen and Zhu Ziqing from this perspective, I admit that they are all excellent writers, but when China is facing the crisis of survival, they are still in the mood to write articles like lotus pond moonlight, I think there is a little wait and then. However, the contradiction is that I can’t get rid of these articles that I look down upon. One of the reasons is that I haven’t really found a writing method to break through this dilemma, in addition, if you want to get along well on this road, you have to cater to readers, publications and editors, the so-called routine writing, nowadays, I seldom read an article on the market and couldn’t help standing up to cheer up. I once bragged to a teacher, I said that I could write 10 articles like this one day, and he said that I had been bragging for a long time. Later, I wrote 10 articles one afternoon and sent them to the teacher, I said I was modest when bragging at that time. I could write 20 articles a day. Of course, this was a joke, but I could prove that I am could be done. Actually, writing was not so noble, it is the same with shoes made by craftsmen, and there is no nobleness. Many people with bad brains always make a fuss about praising workers like Shoemaker. These are all things that laymen like to do, in fact, it is unnecessary. If you think you want to go this way, it is not that difficult. Just go home and write ten articles a day according to the standard of articles in the market, there are 100 articles in ten days, and then you can submit articles everywhere and publish one or two articles, which can make you a little famous in this circle, and then you can write writers. If you have some connections, with a little money, you can join a writers’ association and become a so-called professional writer. So it’s not a big deal. Don’t think how sacred the writer is. The reason why I didn’t do this, I don’t think I can afford to lose this person, Don’t you think there are less cheating things in China? I think writing is a rare opportunity to express sincerity in this impetuous society. There are really too few things in this society, as a result, the only place that could be clean was tossed away by these bastards. Many people don’t believe the articles written by themselves. Those slogans are shouted to others. Lu Xun said that dishonesty is the biggest characteristic of Chinese, none of the articles written by those people is indifferent to fame and wealth, and self-cultivation. As a result, one of the articles played on fame and wealth in private is more disgusting than another. Such so-called writers can also be burned, I have never thought that it is wrong to covet fame and wealth. This is not a problem of right and wrong, but a problem of sincerity. Once I heard a musician say such a sentence: music activities are basically not for music. Then I thought, in fact, it was far more than music. Basically, literary activities were not for literature. I once talked with another teacher, and we all knew that many so-called literary activities were imaginary, this is our consensus, and then I asked, why didn’t I say that directly? Why did I still make the literary banner so loud? Then the teacher couldn’t understand my question any more, so he directly criticized: Only Fools can speak directly. But I can’t understand such criticism either. I am people who have participated in literary activities, if there is no chance to speak directly at the activity site, then I will declare here, if I take part in literature activities in the future, the purpose of my participation is definitely not for literature, but for the purpose of earning money, propaganda, making friends, bragging and so on. I don’t want to say anything big, but at least I have to prove this point: there is nothing wrong with telling the truth. Many people always don’t understand. They always think that people like me have their eyes on their heads. This and that look down upon them. In fact, I really can’t find a reason to look down upon these people. Many people say that I have a high vision. I think this is a misunderstanding. I have always maintained a very normal vision, because your vision is too far from normal. I remember a friend from Inner Mongolia came to see me last time. We went to find a place and got lost, so we asked the boss of a restaurant. The boss told us patiently, after coming out, the friend sighed: see, there are still many good people in this world. Then I replied to him: I said it was normal, It is not up to the standard of a good man. A good man should lead you to that place. According to the truth, a normal person, someone asked you the way, you answered, this is too normal, but what can be labeled as a good person? Then he smiled and said: Well, your eyes are too high. In fact, it’s not that my eyes are higher, but that his eyes are lower. From this thing, there will be a lot of embarrassment like this: people around me always keep telling me that if you want to open up, there are still many good people in this world. I said no. There are many normal people in this world, not so many good people. Then they said that I am extreme and I think the problem is morbid. In fact, morbid people are not me, but them, I don’t know what kind of morbid degree they want to see in the society will make them feel good as long as they are normal. I don’t know where these people have the confidence to say that I think the problem is morbid. Therefore, one day I will let people know which kind of people really love this society and this country! After staying in Wuhan for half a month, I came to Beijing again. It was still for work. Writing in China could not support people, so I had to continue wandering. This is my third visit to Beijing, and it has been a month. Sometimes I think, what does it have to do with me when there are heavy traffic in big cities and the lights are shining under the overpass? According to the truth, it has nothing to do with you and me, but many people with bad brains always send out a lot of traffic in order to express their grievances in their hearts, but the city with bright lights cannot hold such feelings as a little me, I think there is no one that should or must be left or not allowed to be left in the city. This is often the thought of those ordinary people disturbing themselves. But apart from high buildings, I really couldn’t see the soul of this city until once I saw a painting depicting the old Beijing teahouse on a blackened Billboard hidden under a lesson tree, only then did I vaguely feel that I had grasped something originally in this city. When I was walking on the road, I occasionally saw a beautiful lady with fashionable makeup. I couldn’t help letting people see more. I knew she was really a lady, but I still have the impulse to talk to her without any identity. If possible, I can ask her for what without any malice? But she also knew that she was a young lady, so I could only be her guest and not her friend. Therefore, I just think about it. I occasionally go to the Internet cafe. I think the internet cafe is a good place for me to see many real young faces. Every time I see a couple sitting in the box, my boyfriend was playing games with great concentration, and my female friends slept on the seat silently. I was often moved by this scene for a long time. If possible, I would secretly glance at the girl to see whether she was beautiful or not. If I was very satisfied, I would be happy for a while. That’s how I tried to make myself happy. I don’t know how far I will drift or what the future will look like, but I know that dissatisfaction is the upward wheel, in such an age that I haven’t experienced anything, moving forward is the only way out. I don’t have to listen to those words that abandon myself. When I really can’t find the road sign, I have to comfort myself with my own words: you are a prodigy, and the more lonely you feel, the more divine you are. Now, I think of hope. What I call hope is that it doesn’t matter whether there is or not, just like the road on the ground. There is no road on the ground, but someone leaves first, later people will find it easier. 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. 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