No-Show

In those years, I resolutely escaped from the southern seaside city which had stayed for eight years. Even though the city was praised as a garden city on the sea, it didn’t stop me from escaping. The city is so beautiful, but I just can’t love it. It’s hard to divide the Four Seasons. Even in the coldest winter, I just change my short sleeves into thin shirts. The sense of catching the rotation of the Sun and the moon and the change of seasons is unclear, I always feel empty in my heart and lack color! The traditional division between the north and the South is based on the Yangtze River. Although it is a pity that you have not crossed the Yangtze River from the seaside, what is happy is that the city is closer to the north. Every winter, you can always get surprises. When you get up in the morning, open the curtain, there will be a few days when the world is white, empty white, pure white, and snowflakes are still flying all over the sky, turning the city into a castle in a fairy tale, this beauty is enough to offset the compelling chill. Jing Nan loves snow very much. Every time when he is in bed in winter, he will definitely get up in the first time as long as he is in the snow day, remove the fog from the window with breath, and then lie out of the window to see the floating snowflakes, soon, he would open the window, reach out to connect two pieces or grab one on the edge of the window. When I was in Shaoxing, the unit was relatively quiet. Few people came. Jing Nan, who lived in the office yard, always stepped on the footprints on the playground before going to work and printed the traces of winter, the two rows of footprints extended to the distance, while Jingnan was laughing at me in the far place. On snowy days, Jing Nan stubbornly refused to open an umbrella or wear gloves. Sometimes she even refused to tie her scarf. She just wanted to look at the snow falling from the sky with her head raised, and sometimes she stretched out her tongue to pick it up, sometimes he stretched out his hand and grabbed a snowball on the ground to throw, and sometimes he picked up a toy bucket and started to make snowmen. He always played happily. Afterwards, I would always be lazy, or deliberately late or leave in advance. I took Jingnan to a royal garden called Xiyuan at the foot of the mansion mountain, because there were few people going there, snow scenes are usually not damaged. Jing Nan may go into the bamboo forest, run wild on the grass, or throw them outside the stone pavilion, and I would take up the camera and record every smile of Jing Nan. Later, the snow began to melt, so I was not willing to let Jing Nan play outside any more, because the melted snow water could easily immerse into the body along the sleeve tube, and the snowy world was easy to freeze, children who love running and jumping are unbearable for this kind of temptation. They are easy to slip if they don’t pay attention to it. However, Jing Nan often rubs and rubs, pulling us out to play and leaving Canxue at last, without wasting the last trace of mood. Somehow, the local government held two sessions and pulled my mobile phone number into it, sending weather information every day. Because I didn’t spend money, I would accept it. In recent days, the weather sent continuously is mainly rainy (snow) weather, or it may snow. Calculating the days, it began to snow at this time in previous years, so I opened the curtains early every morning, looking forward to the falling of snowflakes, but I always came back disappointed. It would be fine if there was no snow, but it happened to rain in winter. The winter rain was extremely wet and cold, and it was hazy. No matter how to open an umbrella, the rain would pour over the cheek, making it extremely uncomfortable. Moreover, the winter rain will probably bring wind. No matter how to sort out the collar, the cold air brought by the winter rain can be blown into the skin from the gap of clothes, and the cold air will refresh the bones. In this kind of days, although the umbrella is invalid, it always has to last for a while, not to cover the rain, but to block the wind. Unlike a snowy day, although it was flying all over the sky, it was extremely reluctant to hold an umbrella. I didn’t want to hide the snowflakes, but also wanted to make the snowflakes closer to me. The snowflakes fell down and stuck on my clothes, because the body temperature is atomized into water, although it is also cold, it is a kind of happiness and coldness, which makes people consciously and voluntarily get close to each other. The two sessions will end tomorrow. Today, I will receive a climate message again. It will rain and clear up on weekends! It seems that the snow can’t come down! Suddenly there was a feeling of breaking my promise. In winter, I waited here as promised, but I didn’t see you coming! Like (prose editor: indifferent) 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…

Life

Life is a scene of beautiful interpretation (essay) text/Yan Yunfeng recently, he suddenly became interested in Confucianism and Buddhism. During my spare time and leisure time, I read and learned some books and materials about Zen and ancient books. All the four are empty, the Buddha is in the heart, the honor of three lives and so on seem to be empty, but in fact, they are extremely mysterious righteousness, and the mind full of Zen, which makes people feel that they are full of troubles, focus on high and far, and see. Maybe it is the reason why we are faced with children’s marriage, and the honor of Sansheng has deepened our understanding and understanding. This life till now, looking back at the past, you will have a lot of ups and downs. All kinds of things are really like Buddhism, Zen and mystery. But if I only believe in nature, I can’t help laughing at myself. Hearing the young people, our encounter is really the most beautiful encounter in the world……, The Wonderful Adventures in the world and the good of the three Jin dynasties are always hard to avoid feeling the same. It suddenly occurred to me that the biography of monk Yuanze in Dongpo, which was read some time ago, said that Yuanze in Tang Dynasty was a well-educated Buddhist master, the abbot of Huilin Temple, a layman friend Li Yuan, a bosom friend and a deep friend. One day, they met to visit Mount Qingcheng and Mount Emei. Due to the choice of route, Li finally decided to buy a boat waterway to enter the river. Yuanze knew the consequences and sighed: it is impossible for people to stop. When the ship arrives at Nanpu, the flat boat berths. There was a woman in satin clothes by the River getting water. Yuanze cried at that time and said to Li, “That’s my mother for the rest of my life. Her surname is Wang. I have to go, to be her son. Three days later, when you come to Wang’s house to see me, I will smile at you as proof. After 13 years of mid-autumn night, please go outside Tianzhu Temple in Hangzhou. I will definitely come to meet you. Li skeptical. yuan ze night passed away. Three days later, Li went to Wang’s house to see the baby, and the baby smiled at him as expected. Thirteen years later, Li Ruyue went from Luoyang to West Lake of Hangzhou for a date in Yuanze. When he just arrived at the gate of the temple, he saw a shepherd sitting on the back of a cow singing: the old spirit on the Sansheng Stone should not be ignored. Ashamed lovers visit each other, although the opposite sex exists forever. The stars are changing, life and death are boundless, knowing the last world, the master of Zen in this life, and the child of Taoism. However, this allusion left a piece of good news for later generations. What makes me sigh more is that they know each other in these three miraculous and beautiful encounters…… And I ordinary people, puzzled previous life later. But throughout the past, though all of them are gone like smoke clouds, the memories are all linked with cause and effect. The so-called planting melons and beans are no exception. However, after decades of trials and hardships, life is just a passing-by of the world of mortals. What a tiny moment it is, and what a tiny world of mortals. But in our life, we have met many people to know each other, such as strong mountains and beautiful waters, rare birds and animals, snow and thunder, urban and rural areas, scientific ethics, family and friends…… Connect every day and enrich every moment. It is these new and wonderful encounters that enrich our life. But all of these are destined for cause and effect in a certain sense of karma; Destined for a certain kind of Zen machine; In a certain sense of reality, they are all passers-by in this life. So, what on earth is life? In fact, life is a scene of beautiful interpretation. The first thing you see in life must be your parents’ loving and warm eyes; The first word must be told to your relatives; The first tear must fall on your mother’s skirt…… Too many first times, beautiful encounters. The first failure must tell you the most trusted person; The first success must be shown to your parents; But the first love letter is not necessarily written to your true and final lover…… Too many for the first time, I know each other deeply. However, all the moments of life are bred in the cause, and in the process of romance, there is only one result. That is what kind of gene, what kind of effort and effort you use to perform in the process, and what kind of result you will get. This is just relative to Zen. Of course, there will be a lot of encounters that do not mean the desire to know each other is impossible to achieve. For example, if you love her and love her with all your strength, you may not reach your ideal result or realm; If you love her sincerely, it is not necessarily that she will love you; if you pay, if you pay all-round and go all out, you may not have an ideal ending…… These phenomena are caused by some realistic and objective factors and cannot be violated or changed. Or just like the Zen in the Zen machine, fate is doomed, fate is doomed, and you will never get what is not you…… This is just the reality in the objective reality. People come to the world with thousands of connections and thousands of difficulties. Come and cry a few times, go, close your eyes and leave. When you come, it is warm and cold; When you come, it is colorful and lifeless; When you come, wind and rain, when you go, it is soil; When you come, it is the praise of life, and when you go, it is the end of life. Life is the song of meaning and value of life flowing in different ways and colors between life and death. But in the process of coming and going, there are too many wonderful stories and reminiscences. Long and short, varies from person to person. A few days a year, thirty or eighty years old, died early, and there were even centenarians. The scenery of life is also different. Some have a flat life, some have a rough life, some have a rich life, some have a poor life, some have a natural career, and some have to beg. Some spend a lot of time drinking, and some sleep in the wind…… There are thousands of different worlds and all kinds of wonders. People who love you will always love you, and people you love may have deviated from you. Some people dream of three thousand, and some people never meet in their lifetime. Relatives and friends, parents and brothers, bosom friends and lovers are all the most beautiful encounters in your life. Some people don’t have it all their lives, and some people are born without it, which is really lucky. However, no matter how good the scenery is, it needs to be cherished and protected. No matter how good the bosom friend is, it needs to be pitiful and cherished. No matter how good the lover is, it also needs to be cherished and cared…… Otherwise, no matter how beautiful the encounter is, it is also a incomplete ending. Perhaps, this is the most fundamental meaning of life. Nowadays lovers often say that the fate is determined to be born in three years. If you understand the reason, you should also know the connotation and thickness of this promise. Sansheng is lucky to be an old Chinese saying. In fact, life is a scene of beautiful scenery, in your three lives reincarnation romance. Sansheng is a Buddhist term, which refers to the previous life, this life and the next life. Luckily, it is lucky. It’s just that different people have different orientations of business meaning and value in different times, which directly leads to different landscapes and endings in the life process. The honor of Sansheng became the colloquial talk of most people. For those who are kind to life and to all the scenery, things and people that meet and know each other in life, in fact, life is a beautiful encounter one after another. Because your kindness will be the most beautiful even if you leave. Even if you are a passer-by, it will also bring you a dynamic scenery. People who love me, people I love, in this life, meeting you is the most beautiful encounter; In this life, with you, I met the most beautiful scenery; In this life, with your encounter, I know each other, accompanying each other is enough to be lucky. On December 8th, 2015, it was later than Hebei Zan (prose editor: Ink drops become wounds) the snow vanished in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Cast Aluminum

People who cast aluminum pots —- there is only one kind of life, and there are indeed countless kinds of livelihood. The sweating bull went off work yesterday and passed by xiaoliangzhuang. He saw someone casting an aluminum pot at the entrance of the village, so he stopped to watch. To be honest, this is a traditional craft, which is rare now. The old family call it dao pot. I don’t know which dao word is. The couple who worked were in their forties. It was said that they came from Xiayi County and had worked for nearly ten years. In his words, this job is more free than working, without looking at the boss’s face. After saying that, I looked sincere. His wife was busy smashing a shabby aluminum kettle with a hammer so that it could be used back to the stove. There is a burning stove nearby, and there are coal blocks in woven bags not far away from the stove. Under the instigation of the small hair dryer, the fire is very vigorous. Men throw cans, scrap aluminum strips, etc. into the crucible in the stove from time to time. Behind him was a semi-old motor tricycle with large and small moulds and toolboxes. A red horn is fixed on the board behind the driving building, which is very conspicuous. In my opinion, this is a small mobile workshop. As pieces of waste aluminum products were thrown into the crucible one by one, under the effect of the high temperature of the fire, the waste aluminum gradually became soft and melted. Walking forward, we could see the white aluminum water in the Crucible, which was a bit like milk. The man held a long spoon and watched the fire while scooping out the floating impurities in the Crucible. There are several reverse buckle moulds on the ground, and there are also two prepared aluminum pots. The old couple who were waiting to process the aluminum pot aside was supposed to be from xiaoliangzhuang. The old man looked like more than 60 years old, relying on a tricycle, watching carefully. The old lady is taking out waste aluminum products from the woven bag brought by her home. In addition to providing waste aluminum for processing aluminum pots, they also need to pay processing fees. According to the male craftsman who works, casting a small aluminum pot requires about 5 jin of waste aluminum, and the processing fee is generally 50 or 60 yuan. I asked him how often he usually went home, Night Live where? He said as he was busy, this was not certain. He would stay outside longer when he lived more, and stayed in the hotel at night. Seeing his simple words made me feel that for them, running around is a kind of happiness, which can truly feel life; Exhaustion is a kind of enjoyment, which can be flawless and empty; busy is a kind of happiness, and there is no time to experience pain. Besides me and the old couple, there are also two villagers watching. Occasionally, passers-by stop to consult how to process aluminum pots, how much it will cost, etc. A woman riding an electric car came over and wanted to process a small aluminum pan. The busy craftsman’s wife put down her work and went to her motor tricycle to pick up a sample. The aluminum pot was really not big, and that woman wanted to buy this small aluminum pot directly. The craftsman’s wife said that there was only one sample left and she would not sell it. Because the mold for making this was broken in Shangma village the day before yesterday, it could not be sold. The woman asked a few more words and left. At this time, the male craftsman saw that the aluminum water in the crucible in the fire was almost enough, so he bent down to pull out the power supply of the small blast machine, conveniently took a long pliers of the fire and took out the Crucible full of aluminum water from the fire, quickly walk to the mold several meters away, carefully pour aluminum water into the mold reservation port, and then put the Crucible aside, Picked up a small iron spoon from the ground, scooped out the extra aluminum water from the reserved mouth and poured it into the crucible. After scooping about three or four spoons, he took another round tool in front of him when it was hot, and reached into the reserved mouth to level the contact surface. This series of actions are skillful and compact, busy but not chaotic. After finishing casting, he skillfully loosened the fastening bolts on both sides of the mold. About six or seven minutes later, he began to move to the upper cover of the mold with difficulty, which seemed not light. When the hood is removed, Ah! A silvery white aluminum pan was hung upside down and presented in front of everyone. Several spectators, including me, were also very happy. They really wanted to play tricks. In my opinion, this glittering silver aluminum pot is simply a rare work of art. Of course, it also condenses the painstaking efforts and sweat of the craftsmen and couples. At this time, the craftsman’s wife was not idle either. She was wearing special gloves on her left hand, busy maintaining the mold and smearing graphite powder on the smooth cover. It seems that the cover has residual temperature, and the black towel is steaming. When the aluminum pan was removed, she carefully maintained the inner cover of the mold. Let alone, the division of labor between the couple is relatively clear. Seeing it was getting late, they also finished their work. I intentionally took some photos of them at work as a souvenir. On the way, I sent photos to WeChat, and soon a friend left a message. His friend Nalan Xiaohui said, “good workmanship, I have seen it when I was a child. Friends feng ya song said: With the development of society, seeing that their frequency will become less and less, the industry will disappear far away. I think so, this most traditional processing industry will disappear one day. Nevertheless, people who are engaged in this industry are respectable. After all, they live by their own hard work, which is another kind of life compared with us. In order to survive, they left their hometowns and drifted between cities and villages, and there were still some hardships. It can be said that they live on the edge of the city, but carry the burden of the family’s life and the hope of the future on their shoulders. There is only one kind of life, but there are countless kinds of livelihood: those who set up stalls, those who collect waste products, those who send water, those who keep bees, those who grind the scissor, etc. They work hard to work hard, maybe it is the most skillful and basic skill they have used in their whole life. Although these almost primitive living skills are common and not valued by people, they are sometimes closely related to our life. Every time I meet them unexpectedly, I can’t help giving birth to a pity and respect in my heart …… 2015.4.15 praise (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…

A

Of the wind tower. The strong wind before the storm came, through the gap between doors and windows, made a whine sound, mixed with the sound of door and window shaking and creaking, woke me up from my nap dream. Maybe it was the lack of sleep for several days. Today’s nap seemed to be so heavy that when she woke up, it was already the time for her daughter to study in the calligraphy interest class. Get up in a daze, open the curtains and close the doors and windows which are still shaking in the wind. It is dark outside the window, just like the dusk before the night comes, which makes people feel an inexplicable depression. The flower and grass bucket basin on the balcony was already messy by the strong wind. The closed doors and windows were still trembling. I felt the fierce wind, guessing in my heart, what kind of rainstorm will this be? Seeing the time was still too late, the wife woke up her daughter and prepared to send her to the calligraphy interest class after a simple wash. After taking the door in a hurry, we found that neither of us had brought the keys to our home. We felt depressed and always felt that this weather had affected our mood, let us in flighty and impetuous in trade-off. As soon as the car drove out of the underground garage, the storm blew on its face. The dim sky was covered by the rain curtain, and no figure could be seen in the street. The road was splashed with water, and the vehicles passing through the rain curtain instantly, only the headlight and double flashing light could be turned on, moving forward slowly. Some simply stopped at the roadside, as if they were waiting for the sudden rainstorm, and then set off after falling down happily. The rainstorm was still going on, and there was water in the low-lying road. The vehicles passing in front of me splashed high water on both sides, just like the wings of angels in fairy tales, which were so flexible and elegant. The daughter sitting in the back seat was so excited that she kept shouting and said to me: Dad, hurry up, we also need water like this. Maybe this is due to children’s nature of loving water, and it is the purest expression of innocence. Her happy mood immediately infected me and said with a smile: OK, we are all seated, let you feel the feeling of flying. When the vehicle passed the ponding place, it immediately splashed countless water and slapped on the car body. My daughter kept screaming, immersed in her happy world. It took only four or five kilometers to walk for more than twenty minutes. When my wife sent my daughter upstairs, I called the unlocking company and successfully made an appointment with the unlocking master to meet at the door half an hour later. After verifying my identity, I could help unlock the lock, I looked at the bag I brought with me and couldn’t help breathing a sigh of relief. On the way back, I opened the window and let the sparse raindrops fall on my face. The air after the rainstorm was fragrant with soil, and the trees and houses along the road were washed spotless, feel refreshed. Suddenly, I had a feeling of relief, which seemed to have accumulated the worries for many days, which were completely cleared by this rainstorm. Overlooking the distant mountains, the smoke is lingering and looming. The scattered dark clouds in the sky are in different shapes. Sometimes tigers and leopards compete with each other, sometimes the rogues compete with each other, sometimes the horses gallop far away. There is a piece of bright light, bigger and bigger, stronger and stronger, lifting off the dark clouds and, shining on the glass wall that has just been washed, it reflects bright and gorgeous light. 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…

Dead

Don’t worry a long-lost heavy rain dampened out the hot summer day. People can finally walk out of the steamer-like house to enjoy the cozy coolness and the smile on their faces, it’s just like finishing a big event in life that breaks people’s heart, but with the piety like being grateful to God. Taiyuan is the biggest city I have stayed in for 26 years. The prosperity here makes me feel inferior. That night, I walked under the magnificent Yingze Bridge alone, and the bright red in the distance even made me dizzy, I listened to the quiet flow of Fenhe River around my ears, and also listened to the sound of horns rising one after another on the bridge. I closed my eyes and imagined all this as an incomparable concert, I am absolutely a person listening with my soul, but there is no seat in the concert hall of Nunda. What I have is only a narrow corner, more importantly, it seems that all I can hear is whether I am not satisfied with my life. I haven’t laughed for a long time and don’t know why. Since I am unhappy and don’t like this place, why don’t you go west to Dali? I often walk alone on the streets of Taiyuan listening to this song. When I’m tired of walking, I just sit on the road for a while. I don’t know how to walk, he took off the earphones and asked passers-by who were in a hurry by the roadside. It seemed that he had gone to Dali alone and walked aimlessly everyday. Maybe one day he felt really tired, he would take off the earphones, turn back, and then go back on a road that I don’t know if it is the original road. I said to myself, how far you go is not afraid, as long as you don’t forget the direction of your home. Besides, you are not going far now, even just standing still, or even, it is better not to leave. There is a place called Shangri-La in Yunnan, where beauty is fascinating. I think if I go there, I will forget how to go home. Shangri-La means happiness in Tibetan language. A few years ago, when I contributed to “Bud”, I wrote an article named “looking for Shangri-La in dreams”, and finally the editor-in-chief left me a message, he only said one word, you ‘d better go to Shangri-La by yourself. I have always remembered this sentence for so many years, and I have been looking for opportunities to go to Yunnan, but after so many years, I always mess up my own affairs, and then there will be a person called a noble person in the divination to wipe my ass. At those times, I was really proud and proud, if I caught a friend, I would say something like I am a lucky general, because at that time, no matter what I did, at least I had a bright future which was envious, jealous and hateful among my peers. Then, I experienced a dreamlike change in this frivolous and impetuous age. If Su Wukong lived in the contemporary era, when he was in the stone, he would be crushed by all kinds of detonators and explosives and all kinds of mechanical equipment, because in this society, even if it was just a dream of making Havoc in Heaven, he would never let it happen, what’s more, you are not a monkey, what’s more, you don’t have the fate of a monkey, what’s more, you don’t have the ability of a monkey, what’s more, what’s more, you are just a monkey for you, just a thought of you. I often laugh at myself when reading books. You can’t even be a loser. You can’t even be a beast. Every time I read an article or a book, I would close my eyes in the middle of the night and recall every character and every thing in the chapter. This is my freak, no matter reading or watching movies, I never care about the fate trend of the protagonist, because the fate trend of the protagonist in current movies and even books makes people think of the ending at the beginning, only the vagaries of the hero’s various of encounter, those to experience a, yi wan help cut yi wan a version, we observe is this 6 billions or 7 billions people inside someone’s mental position, I never envy, never envy. What I like to speculate is the fate of passer-by, whose father and whose child he is, What did he do before and what would happen afterwards? This blind speculation made me even think about tracking someone in real life. I told a friend who was engaged in psychology about my status, and she told me: even if you know everyone’s stories, you may not know everyone’s perception, when tomorrow’s sunshine shines down, we will direct different stories in each other’s life. She told me that I shouldn’t transfer this kind of blindness to others. She said that the reason why I did this was that I lost the direction of life and lost the confidence of life. After hearing this, I strongly opposed it. I said that there was a direction in my life! Don’t let those who love me down any more! I said I also have confidence in life! Step by step, let all the people I love live a good life! What she said later made me speechless. She only said eight words: Cherish the present and live in the present for a long time. I have been trying to figure out the meaning of these eight words, in fact, what really inspired me was that my heart kept asking myself: why was I speechless when she said these eight words? Don’t I really cherish it? Or am I always living in the past or the future? This confusion has been bothering me until now. Sometimes I feel that I have figured it out, and sometimes I feel that I am still walking in a mist, it was not until recently that I rented a small house of less than 20 square meters that I realized that for such a long time, I had been too dependent on some kind of external power, I always thought that I could do what I could do with this power, and I always looked forward to my beautiful future too much. I forgot what a person’s future was and what a person’s past was, it has been a string of beautiful bubbles, and I also forgot that one’s future depends on one’s efforts, persistence and strength, it depends on one’s tolerance and unyielding! However, only when facing the reality and living in the present can we shoulder these responsibilities. It is not surprising to live in the bubbles of the past and the future forever. The most important thing is that those bubbles will break sooner or later. I don’t know if I have finished writing here. I always feel that there are still a lot of words in my heart that haven’t been written. But when I light this cigarette, I rub it on the keyboard and don’t know what to write, those ages of literary thoughts have passed. Now I can only find the basis of my existence in the vast sea of books and people. Many of my articles will read different articles every day, when I met different people, I wrote them all lightly into my diary. Maybe someday in the future, I could take them out and then look at the sloppy diaries, lighting a light cigarette, sitting in the pleasant afternoon sunshine like the last bus, he said to his shadow: Hehe, you don’t worry about your life, hehe, in the end, end with the lyrics of a song from Yu Quan what power makes us strong What is leaving let us sad what is giving let us be magnanimous what is ending let us grow what desire makes us crazy what is distance makes us watch what oath makes us imagine what wind and rain makes us wander like (prose editor: drops of ink hurt) 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…

Invited King

I always want you to come, and it is best to come in autumn. Because autumn in Jiangnan has the fragrance of flowers in spring, the warmth of summer and the lingering of winter. You always like autumn. In your opinion, autumn is a colorful picture scroll. No matter in sound, color, temperament and rhyme, autumn is superior. I, like you, always want to introduce the best time in the world to you. Then, of course, you have to choose your favorite season and invite you to come. Invite Jun to come in autumn, and we will stroll along the field road together. Overhead, the sky, is so blue, so light. A few white clouds are floating in the air, with thousands of unreal gestures. What do you think it is like? What is it like? When you look quietly, there will be a few birds flying in a fight, it makes you daydream deeply; The wind around your ears blows gently and softly, raising my long hair. The wind is mixed with the light fragrance of straw and my hair, is it? It makes you more intoxicated; As far as you can see, the Mid-Autumn Festival is just over at this time, and the late autumn is still early. The rice fields are full of green, and the millet of the late rice has already begun to be grilled, shyly lowered the proud head of the past, just like a bride to be married. The wind blew, and the rising rice fields pushed into the distance like waves; On the field stem, the industrious neighbors planted beans, the leaves of the half-person-tall bean sprouts turned yellow, and the squashed pods were covered with branches, just like a row of guards standing there neatly, paying attention to us; Under our feet, the grass was still flourishing on the ground, some have already bred its offspring! Dear, don’t provoke the thorn like a harfork. It will stick on your clothes. When you find it, it will make you wear gold armor all over your body. This kind of plant is such a means of survival. Take it to the end of the world with your clothes. Invite Jun to come in autumn, and we will walk into the stream. The stream murmured and laughed! It rained a few days ago, which made the stream jubilant. River, winding along the field stem; Water, very clear. Among them, there are soft mud, water plants swaying, or there will be some places with a hard Foundation, covered with round stones, hiding many small crabs and hide-and-seek fish. What is more comfortable than taking off your shoes and drivin in the stream? The fast-flowing water is worn on your instep, and loach fish must be excited to enter into the further and deeper mud when seeing us. Holding a handful of water, we can still fight with water. The teased water will wet the body of the other side without fear. The autumn is warm and the autumn wind is soft. After a while, our clothes will be blown dry. That romance, how many times does this casual life have? Inviting to come in autumn, we climbed to the mountain along the bridge arched by the stream. The mountain is still green, with green camphora trees, dark green cedar trees, and handsome or deep or shallow pine trees. The three tree species, Zhang, Shan and song, are our three tree species. Of course, there are others, such as cypress, paper leather, maple and so on. Maple Tree is occasionally seen, it is a little red in the green forest, which has more meaning. You don’t have to guess on the mountain except the rustling leaves. The elf jumping back and forth on the tree is definitely a sparrow. Sparrow is a regular customer here. He doesn’t walk all the year round and lives in the branches of the tree. Autumn is their happiest season, with endless food and trees. It was on a tree, staring at us with big eyes. In the jungle, the thick pine needles were soft, and when I stepped on it, there was a rustling sound! Is rabbit a wear, Quack Quack Quack! The pheasants with flapping wings rose up, and the quiet woods were filled with different surprises. In addition, autumn is the season when wild fruits are ripe. There will be a lot of chestnut seeds on the mountain, and there will be a good luck when the sheep touch the eggs. Invite Jun to come in autumn, let’s go to the vegetable garden! Walking all the way along the path full of purple morning glory, in the vegetable garden, there are absolutely beans and loofahs lingering with vines, and of course there are eyebrow beans. Yellow flowers, purple flowers, and autumn flowers are mainly yellow and purple. Let’s ignore all the decadent things like the withered pepper tree and the thin yellow corn pole. Let’s go to see the green vegetable seedlings in the newly turned field of the neighbor’s brother! These vegetable seedlings cover large and small cabbages, cabbages, oil wheat vegetables, radishes and so on, and they will be the main vegetables in the whole autumn and winter season. If it is tight at this time, you can pull out some and wash it, stir-fry it in the pot for a few times and add the seasoning, which is crisp and refreshing! You who like green food are absolutely full of praise. Invite Jun to come in autumn and go fishing with a fishing rod. Sit quietly on the riverbank opposite to your home and watch the sparkling water. The buoy is beating up and down on the water. You can see the blue sky and white clouds. Occasionally, one or two waterbirds are snapping! Flapping the water and hiding into the opposite water. Wisps of flowers were sent in the wind, and there were golden wild chrysanthemum on the shore still quietly blooming in the wind, shaking his thin body and nodding to us. I looked at your concentrated appearance and the surprise of catching fish at this moment. I really wanted that time was still. Everything is so peaceful, how good it would be to stay with you in this life. Invite Jun to come in autumn. If he is tired, he doesn’t want to go anywhere. We move out an old-fashioned chair under the rich melon shelf at the door of our house and slowly shake it. Listening to the chicken singing, watching the wind blowing through the treetop, the sparrow jumping up and down on the tree, and the swallows holding meetings on the telegraph pole rising and falling, the cats and dogs shuttling freely, how comfortable the life is! It was dark, the moon was hanging high, like a seal embedded in the branches, the Insects chirped! There were a few dogs barking occasionally in the silent and empty spirit, and the night in the country was quiet and lively. A dark shadow quietly climbed up the wall, staring at the shiny eyes and looking around-this is definitely a cat. The stars all over the sky are flickering in the sky. You are at ease, then I will look at the stars in the night sky with my head leaning on you like a child who has not grown up! Count and count, and then you can dream soundly. I invite you to come in autumn and look forward to your coming every day, regardless of the prosperity of the world, whether the mountain is a mountain or not, and whether the water is water or not; Whether the mountain is not a mountain or a water is not water; Whether the mountain is a mountain, you are here, everything in the world is a good time. Let you get drunk in the autumn wind, in the autumn color, into my heavy dream of longing for autumn harvest. 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…

Several

Once upon a time, we were already so big that the idyllic dog named Xiao Huang also left us. Once upon a time, we were no longer what we remembered. I want to go back to the past. There are not many tall buildings and rice fields like waves in the wind. I just remember that we were rolling on the ground with tears and smiles, we were competing with snails with smiles; We were playing naked in the pond, we were young people playing in the sand, and we were. Once upon a time, we didn’t think about it. I remember that there was a period of time when I didn’t know where loneliness emerged from my heart. There was a voice crying in my heart, finding those purest and truest figures when I was young. So during that period, I used various methods to ask all the people I knew, went to those familiar and unfamiliar places, and finally got a phone number. When I dialled that number with my mobile phone trembling, it pushes the excitement in my heart. Hello! A male voice which was slightly different from the memory came over. I don’t know why, my passionate heart calmed down instantly. I looked at the Wild Goose flying far away from the sky. The light wind blew on my face and tightened my clothes. I said a lot about the past, those things that once made people laugh, but now they can’t laugh out at all. Those clear colorful pictures in the past gradually turned yellow, slowly dissipating in the wind, 1.1 points without a trace. In the end, I asked him how was his life? He said yes, so did I. He said take care, I said, yes, take care! It turns out that people in the memory cannot go to see, because if you go to see, the memory will disappear. Why do we use words instead of words, and turn back to the original desolation, once the bright starry sky, now gradually haze, become the most familiar strangers. Hello, stranger! I don’t know when the familiar faces around me left; The strange faces became familiar again. Friends who used to say nothing are more strange now, less tacit understanding, and want to shout loudly to the sky, why is it no longer the past now. I always thought that time had gone through the annual rings and the world had changed. Later I found that the world had not changed. What really changed was only ourselves. Once upon a time, we were already so tall; Once upon a time, we were already so big. As time goes by, the familiarity in my mind has become strange, and the strangeness in front of me has become familiar things. Those promises we have said are just lies that paralyze ourselves. Every sentence lasts forever and never separates. In the end, it is just like girls often talk about losing weight, talking and eating; Eating, mouth shouting. But give yourself an explanation, just comfort yourself. Nowadays, facing familiar people, some words can’t be said. Sometimes I want to do what I want regardless of everything, but I am afraid that others will sneer at me. How hard it is to really be desperate; Dare to give up everything, there are several people who are brave to pursue dreams. Therefore, we keep our thoughts in our hearts and don’t let anyone find them. Then, when meeting a stranger who can speak comfortably, listen to her story and tell her sadness, because she is a stranger, even if she is unbearable, she will not be afraid of being found your weakness, the strong masked face, how many times I cried late at night, and turned around and determined. Because she was a stranger, we told a story that had nothing to do with us and told a story about a stranger, named after my friend xxx, In a low voice, I chatted and tossed around. In the past and future journey, listen to stories one after another, feel others’ joys and sorrows in the Ocean of Soul, and suddenly find that in this world, there are so many people like you, and you are not the only one who is lonely. And The Stranger Beside You also wants to know your story and share his joy. And what you don’t know, that stranger may be the person you are familiar. You never thought that you and him, they, would become strangers, and they wanted to be strangers so much. I told him that I didn’t want to live a meaningless life, waste time every day, and do many things. He told me that I wanted to go to Hoh Xil to see the sea, to see if Dali was in my heart and to travel around the world. I said, Hello, stranger! I also want to go, let’s go together! I said to her, “I regret, I regret many things that happened before. Although I know that regret is useless, I still regret. She said to me, “I don’t regret my past, because I know I can’t live in memory. My past pain occupies my life, and I can’t continue, I have to live like a sunflower, facing the sunshine. I said, Hello, stranger! I can’t live in memory either. I also have to live in the sunshine. Let’s go together! I said to it, although you can’t speak, I think you are happy. After all, you don’t have to think about anything. You are always playing and playing, carefree. What envy! It said to me, “I know you don’t understand my words. In fact, you have the same or even more of what I have, but I am very happy because I am still alive, I can breathe fresh air, so living is the happiest thing for me. Since I have the happiest thing, what else is unhappy. I said, Hello! I heard that living is the greatest happiness. Since I am still alive, it is really good to live happily! Once upon a time, I never thought of saying to you: Hello, stranger! Everyone’s life is a wonderful and colorful journey, a sound or silent movie, and the most awesome leading role, while others are just like the audience, watch your life quietly outside and read your story. Maybe we won’t understand without experience or experience, but we look at each other in the journey of our hearts and move forward silently in the ocean of words. When we saw it, we smiled and said: Hello, stranger! Hello, stranger! I have wine, do you have any stories? 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…

Not only

She always looked at her from a distance. When she walked into her side, her brilliance was more detailed and delicate, not sparse, because it was fragmentary, and there was no illusion and reality that looked close to grass from a distance. There is no illusion, her tiny colorful feather petals are so real, full of branches, and falling down on the ground in the spring breeze, that is, the person who once admired, suddenly sat opposite to you and talked with himself; of course, she should be the beauty that she once met but didn’t know each other. Suddenly she sat opposite to you, no longer passing by coldly, but sitting down and talking with you with smile. Climb the high platform, the high platform above her, the park platform which is still tall, and still see her hair and her eyebrows in the battleship, she is still beside you. It turns out that only living is happy, only seeing her is happy, only knowing that she is beside you, you can fight against the sunrise, a turn is not gorgeous but vigorous, although a bright Palm is not happy, it keeps a needle softly; Just thinking of her under the platform, you can forget that there is still a piece of beautiful article to be appreciated, notes to be written and articles to be modified to be sent, time is enough. Let’s put it aside. Now tai chi stands on one side of the peach blossom tree in the spring breeze. If you have such a state of mind, your eyes will look forward to the green leaves around you. Those green new leaves still have the impression of dry and thin branches last winter. At this time, you should dream in your dream. However, obviously, peach blossom testifies that it is neither dream nor illusion, that is, the severe winter has passed. Only the slight cold in the spring breeze is the winter of the back, which is neither dream nor illusion. Therefore, your life begins, and your illness gets better, even if the childhood comic book you reviewed yesterday: once you arrive at home, even if you are a farmer with thatched soil, happy events will come; the painter will also draw three Magpies, one on the eaves and the other playing. Yes, look, among the still sparse tender leaves, there are several birds jumping on the battleship, and two birds drawing lines lightly in the blue sky. In this way, my body sweated slightly, and my smile kept on dropping. I stepped out of the park and saw this familiar river, but I didn’t feel nostalgic again. There is an old road in the West, which is as narrow as an open canal. Then don’t worry about crossing the wide bridge deck. Just be careful of the old people who come and go —— those old people are too busy, why don’t they come to see the same place? Passing through the wide deck by oneself, I came to the tall pavilions and pavilions on the east of the bridge, which were still the old roads of ancient rivers, but wide and extended, extending to the direction of the Rising Sun and ethereal. Independent Orange Island, go to the north of Xiangjiang River. I stood alone at the corner of Qingxu Bridge Pavilion, looking at the light green river, with the clear waves swinging far away; The ancients can be seen before, and the visitors can be seen later. I know this is also the reason why I read “Emerald cold mountain gossip” in the morning. It is Xu Zhimo and pastoral pastoral songs, so I know that there is also “frozen window”, which is about time and existence, waiting on my screen, waiting for knocking and modification; I know that I cook for my son at noon, have meals together and study and work, or what happened at school today, just like the words of peach blossom, in the time of spring, there came one after another. Or, not only is the peach blossom Alive, Alive, everything around is life, life is smiling, walking and happy. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Tease mu

It is suspected that the Galaxy has fallen nine days, saying beauty, beauty, beauty. In my memory, it is a fairyland on earth, a creation of the Heavenly Emperor’s heart, a soul-catching, a desire for people’s thoughts, a soul-catching, the unique substance of intoxicating intelligence. However, a casual trip to North America and a complex restart made me deeply moved, deep and painful: the creator made ordinary people invisible. Niagara Falls, the Great Lakes in North America, was known when I was studying. Looking at the map of America, there is a large lake area adjacent to the United States and Canada, which is the most concentrated Lake in the world. The Caspian Sea, facing the Black Sea, people in northern Sichuan said Haizi, which was incomprehensible to North Americans. Standing on the lakeside, you can understand what is leisurely and what is BI. You can’t help stirring the leisurely and bi Lake. The ripples are drifting far away, so quiet and so far, it is like a wave of sounds of nature falling into the sky, overflowing the Earth, kissing every space, branding on the heart and stirring the strings of the heart, with leisurely, bi, the melody of swing, quietness and distance resonates with you and me along with the wind and rain of life. The world is quiet and beautiful, and life is quiet and beautiful. Facing pain and hardship, it is happy and broad-minded, broad the love. The fish in the lake are leisurely, lazy, quiet and fluttering. They are incredibly idle. Under the continuous ripples, they spit out letters and turn into two butterfly-like pairs of dance, which makes people happy, A cavity of heat instantly became calm and desolation slowly. I have never seen a fish like this. Looking at the figure reflected in the lake, the bright face, the bright eyes, a wisp of beautiful smile hanging on the corners of the mouth, I don’t know who it is, I just feel a wave of leisurely songs overflowing from my heart to the distance. 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…