Induced Green

To youth was written to the devastated prosperity in the late night of December. The chill hit people, the sky was bleak, and the whole body was filled with a sad atmosphere. Everywhere I went was the devastated prosperity. I saw that youth was no longer complete. I was still waiting in the same place, slowly but couldn’t stand by myself. I kept moving away just to avoid the wind and rain this season. Many years later, maybe I am no longer happy, maybe it is because I have learned sadness and how to cry and grieve. Youth is a strange illusion, which gives me an empty anxiety. Sometimes, I felt that I was under the stage; Sometimes, I saw myself on the stage in the dim corner. Finally, I learned that there were all plays on and off the stage. No one could stay out of it. The amorous feelings flickered under the eyelashes, taking away the happiness of the years, leaving only the ruined prosperity on the surface. The prosperity on the surface is too beautiful, while youth is an emotional carnival. Lonely people feel sentimental in the silent corner. Silence explains all sadness, helplessness and bustle, after all attributed to calm. The youth was too busy, we were too hurried, and the bustling Mirage collapsed with memories in a flash. Finally, our youth was devastated and prosperity was no longer there. I don’t know how many people have given their youth to the slight pain. Those young and frivolous people are at the age of deviant, and they can’t wait to get happiness. The illusion of dizziness has already been condensed into the pale in shock. The broken fleeting time, the dark night, the nothingness in my mind, the rapid breath, the panic falling in front of my chest, crushed the lonely memories in the wind. The youth of those years and the talented ladies and beauties of those years are no longer there; The remaining warmth of those years evaporates into a cold ground in a flash, he accused the old time gone away and the young chaser who didn’t understand the amorous feelings, but lost those stubborn thoughts of youth in those years. Facing the endless pain given by youth, the stuffy chest and sharp words like blade all of a sudden seemed pale and feeble, and those arrogant souls would tremble slightly and remain indifferent, those years of youth had already disappeared without a trace. In the worst time and worst scene, some people shouldn’t meet each other. Meeting is a mistake. If you don’t pay attention to the people who shouldn’t meet inside and outside the world of mortals, they will meet, and the tragedy in the cycle of time will become logical. Youth broke out a wound, breathing one by one, the pain spread all over the body silently. In The Deep Eyes of Youth, there is a kind of tenderness which is absolutely inconsistent. It is between the electric light and the Firestone, and the voice in the bottom of the heart is surprisingly calm, as if it is about to give people a feeling of happiness. My spare thoughts have already been unaware of the sadness in my eyes. The plain tone satirizes one’s only pride, depriving others of the last dignity of being young. I heard the voice of self-esteem, and fell apart instantly. It was so tragic, but I didn’t dare to approach. Youth is impartial and has become an intriguing fairy tale. It should have been treated seriously, but it makes people laugh. It is like a clown in the circus, pointing fingers in the deep eyes, which makes people disgusted and uneasy. The mood overstocked for a long time, and the control of wisdom was not accepted, and the loneliness and sadness under the eyes of the eyebrows were told at the top of the voice. Winter comes on stage in the cold current, waiting for the lost youth. Sadness spreads in every corner of the body. Intuition tells me that this is a strange illusion. Youth was spent very little. I felt uneasy in the pain and woke up slowly from the pain. The wandering eyes made me finally feel Youth, which was a strange illusion. The cold air makes the wind and rain desolate. The sad atmosphere came towards me from all directions empty, I didn’t dodge 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…

Road

A cement road with a length of about and a width of about 5 meters is my way to work. I have been walking for three years. I have a deep memory of every tree on the road, every dilapidated step and every gradient. With the company day and night, what time leaves us is the familiarity of each other and a silent emotion. The pattern of 3.1 line is the portrayal of my life in recent years. I have no courage to break the routine, because everything is not easy for me. Go to work on time, go home to eat and sleep, occasionally go out and play with friends, and seek stability and happiness in strange environment. Life makes us drifters, but time brings us closer to strangers. Let’s take it easy and tomorrow will be better. This is not just a dream for us, but a belief, a true belief. When my heart is rooted, I don’t feel desolate; Although I am tired, I am very firm. A few days ago, I read an article about youth, which was intended to emphasize breaking the routine and forging ahead passionately, subverting the existing comfort to seek the truth in my heart. After reading it, I felt quite touched. In fact, everyone has a dream in his heart, but reality has become a stumbling block to dreams. Regardless of the existing survival skills and heading on a strange road at a loss, where is the entrance to success. Hard work and struggle, not all sweat will irrigate beautiful flowers, and some seeds will not sprout originally. Youth is not imaginary sketch, but cherish and grasp. There are many ways to realize dreams, but life can only be down-to-earth step by step. The road is very wide, which can be driven by one car or multiple cars. The heart is very wide, but it only allows one person to aftertaste. The road is my own choice, Walk Hard, and really have it. 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…

Two years

In autumn and winter, turn on the phone, and the screen shows: 2012.11.8. Another year’s November, the winter opening of this year is destined to be in another place. Although the present is more lonely and desolate than before, the difference is that the inner peace and unhurried, even if occasionally it touches the scene, in the deep heart, thinking about those things, remember those people, remember the road you have traveled. It seemed a little sad, but at least it didn’t have the fickleness and pain at that time. It was more like drifting with the current, seeing no counteracting force, which made me depressed. It is a little misunderstood as numbness and surrender. Fortunately, from childhood till now, the bone marrow has always been filled with the consciousness of strong desire, hard work and progress every day. After two years of wandering, experience and experience, is it sublimation or numbness and surrender? Two years ago, it was also this November that I came to Chengdu in the West with several companions, like a group of migrant workers, with big bags and small bags. The city was crowded and crowded, no matter how rich and prosperous it is, it doesn’t belong to one person. Walking into the high-end office building, the inside is luxurious and rich. Standing in the middle, the upper-class people go out and out, setting off themselves and feeling the tackiness of unearthed villages all over their, I don’t know whether it is self-abasement or not. Because I am unfamiliar, I only know that all this has nothing to do with me. What aggravates is my inner timidity and desire, hesitation and pain, the most helpless thing was to go to Chongqing alone overnight. In just one day, it seems that all these changes are so sudden, empty and incapable. Setbacks and difficulties have to be overcome and persisted. Reluctantly, they only tell themselves to adapt and accept, and do not forget to work harder. Chongqing, the strange city started a wandering life alone. Two years ago, I lived 22 years ago, and two years later, I started 25 years ago. When I was working with the old masters on the construction site, I felt very small, sunny and promising in their eyes. Back home, relatives and friends, when it comes to getting married and getting married, they are too young. Really, individuals don’t care about these things, but they care more about enjoying them. The vitality and passion of youth are sunny. Energetic, you can do things that are difficult for many people to do. In the final analysis, it’s just time, time goes by, time goes by, time goes by, and it’s a little alarmist. In the past two years, I have traveled to many places, first in Shenzhen and Guangzhou, then in Chengdu, Chongqing, Wuhan and Henan, and now in Hebei. From beginning to end, I was alone on the road, I have experienced a lot, and each time I am unfamiliar with different stories, whether they are good or bad. I don’t want to compare them. I book a list and make a vague experience. It’s not easy to be too clear. People’s hearts are simple and happy, life is the same, but it was once impossible. I have traveled a lot, learned to adapt faster, grew up on the road, gradually and changed. Compared with the timidity and cowardice I used to be, how to deal with the world, how to distinguish right from wrong, whether to wait or not, A little progress is more like a social person. In stories like work, life, family, communication, etc., the leading role begins to act together. Although sometimes it is reluctant and humiliating acceptance, in fact, it is also a challenge and growth, so I learned to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens. In the past two years, some of my friends around me were drunk and dreamless, and some of my love was soul-stirring. However, in every city, I was wandering from place to place, not wandering, but from my dream, it still cannot be avoided to stimulate inner anxiety and impetuousness, which is a common problem for most people to be impatient and eager for success. When it comes to playing, you can’t find the interest that makes you lose your ambition. Love, once there was, the performance was a one-man show, accompanied by a lonely role, standing in the distance, only dark, no love, love, it is just a hopeless waiting. In the past two years, I used to work hard, mediate the trivial matters of family life, struggle with feelings. When I was not working, I worried about food and accommodation, and made friends. After a long time, I fried rice with steamed bread every day, sleeping on the balcony of the Internet cafe station, fortunately, the boy doesn’t have to worry too much about safety, but also tries to hide it from his relatives and friends: I have a good life, reducing my worries. I deeply feel the tiredness and hardship of life. It is hard to earn money. I learn to be used to frugality, but I am still generous to my relatives and friends. I am not showing off, but treating others sincerely and warmly because of love and care, what gained more was their trust. In fact, it is enough! Now, when I come to Hebei, I am still alone. It seems lonely and shabby. My life and work are still calm and peaceful. Maybe it is more because of more experiences. I am free from the circumstances and don’t care about the outside environment, it doesn’t matter. Gradually, I felt that my friends who once expected dreams and worked towards goals began to yield and compromise after running around the Society for life. Once the dream was out of reach, getting farther and farther, giving up efforts without motivation. Sometimes, I always ask myself: what do you need in your heart and what are your dreams? The most is loss and hesitation. I often live a life of wasting my time and doing nothing. More feelings are fear and sin. I want to have the idea of running wildly, but finally I can’t find a direction. Life goes on, dreams always make you unpredictable, clear or hazy, which can be a thousand miles away in a year. I like regular life, which is as gentle as my own character and as pleasant as poetry. Not too noisy, not too quiet, Moonlight shore, blue sky and white clouds, mood will not change with the weather. At dusk, I take my beloved to the park for a walk and chat, do morning exercises at dawn, go to work happily after breakfast, accompany my family to go to the supermarket on weekends, watch movies, taste delicious food, and enjoy a happy trip on holidays, occasionally, I take time to visit relatives and friends, get together to eat small wine and chat about life. This kind of life is a kind of recreation and enjoyment, but it is just longing for life. Poor couples feel sad at the same time, not because they don’t love and disharmony, but because they live a real life. No one can help him or herself. What you think in your heart and say in your mouth are a bit empty talk. Life and dreams have to walk on the road with your feet. However, now it seems numb and compromised, but because of dreams and life, The Restless Heart is still rooted in the bone marrow. Because openness and confidence are restless rather than impetuous. Dreams, loss and hesitation are only temporary. Walking on the road, looking! I will never regret the gradual broadening of my clothes, which makes me Haggard. Maybe it can be sublimated after experiencing the process, simply satisfying the needs of the soul, and a sweet, warm and harmonious life is my best dream. Life is loneliness, learning to endure loneliness, learning to do one thing alone, calm but not compromise, trying hard without giving up the meaningful life, loneliness, confusion, poverty, pain …… are temporary, I firmly believe that there will be rainbows in the heaviness after wind and rain. Make your own friends. I sincerely wish myself, my family members, relatives, friends who love and love me who are struggling far away from home, peace and health, all of which can have a good future and a sweet life……. Spring elimination snow Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Leaves

Looking through that book, I accidentally saw that leaf. Caught in the book, it arouses people’s imagination. Guess where it came from, catch a trace of inspiration and feel happy. To verify with her, she put it in the pages by herself as I thought. The blade feels very thin and fragile because it is dry. Hold it in your hand and gently pinch it with your thumb and index finger, refusing to be touched by others. The color is beautiful, which is the color I once yearned for and talked about, pure autumn when leaves turn over, and pure maple leaf color. The leaves are dense serrated, which does not look sharp. The leaf surface is six finger-shaped, with a small corner slightly overlapping because of the owner’s carelessness. It cannot be restored to its original state. Sometimes I feel a little regret, but this kind of regret is not complete. During a period of time in junior high school, I also collected all kinds of leaves with different shapes, and deliberately searched for distinctive leaves. At that time, it was because there was a long way to go home and there was nothing to do. Sometimes I could not speak alone. So I got into the tree by the roadside. At that time, he was really naive and had an unspeakable imagination. He believed that everything was alive, but he did not cherish it. Tearing life, feeling sad, will not stop. Solemnly and neatly, clip the leaves one by one in a clean notebook. Soon after, the leaves were all shaken out, letting them fall down in the river. Turn around and leave, no mood. Then it was the remaining green in the notebook that proved that period of time. Time, squeeze or some kind of emotion, it is the green and water of those leaves left on the notebook that makes them very light. Light, because the concentration has dyed around. However, this leaf now only loses its moisture and color, and remains in the pages of the book as an exiled individual. I feel sorry, because the color it lost is not in the pages. The reason why it is not regretful is that it knows that its color and moisture remain in another notebook. That was her notebook, leaving its life, and that piece of paper had its complete traces. Those traces echo closely with the blade in my hand and will never be forgotten. When reading, there happened to be the page number of leaves. A classmate passed by and said that this leaf was very beautiful. It is of great significance. My heart surprised. He said: this kind of leaf is of great significance. It can give each other memories and be a token of love. It turned out that he was guessing, and his idea was unconstrained. I know the meaning represented by this leaf is pure. It is a girl’s sudden idea. I suddenly found the leaves of the past, which were interesting and put in the book. Simple meaning, worth hiding. 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…

Time

Lonely tan ying day long, wu zhuan xing yi a few degrees autumn. Where are the disciples in the Pavilion today? The Yangtze River flows outside the barrier. Streamer is easy to throw people, red cherry, green plantain. Where have 2015, our time and our youth gone? There is no trace of time, my thoughts fly, the season goes back and forth, the swallow goes back and forth. However, the 2015 that is about to pass away will never come back after leaving. The fallen leaves in front of the door, the rain outside the window, and the sound of wading through the water are falling at a certain moment, following the 2015 long time, silently and quietly disappearing in the long river of time, forget in the memory of the mind. Perhaps, life has already been destined to return from the moment of birth, just like this slowly gurgling stream, no matter where it flows, it is just passing by, it is just once. Then, similarly, the 2015 which was about to pass away, she was just passing by the corridor of time, and also just a passer of time and space. She won’t comfort and comfort you. How is your life this year?, how much did you earn this year? In the same way, you will slip through your fingertips ruthlessly, disappear in time and space, and stay in memory. Perhaps, time flows too fast and time goes too fast, and it is not time to say thank you and treasure to those people who have surged in their lives, in this way or that quiet gradually scattered in their bustling crowd. Although I can still miss after leaving, I can still be friends after breaking up. But when I look back, do I realize that if I leave a place, the scenery will no longer belong to you; If I miss someone, this person will have nothing to do with you from now on. It turns out that I don’t know how many happy faces have passed away with the reincarnation of streamer casually, and how many former friends and colleagues have become passers-by of each other in this wandering Time and again, become strangers who are familiar with each other. So, what about us in 2015? Whether she could have a dream for a long time or not. When the dream was gone and people went far away, she realized that 2015 she was so hurried and so hurried. The blue silk locked the Cloud temples, and the thin pen strapped Zhu Yan. The beauty of the ages, the Lotus Li setting off the sun, is finally just the beauty of the old, and the Green Mountains are far away. Then, who is ruthlessly dismissing the fleeting time? At the ferry of the world of mortals, how many people overlook and overlook through the veil of time. In the overlooking room, is there any reluctance, hesitation and ignorance? The waves that have gone do not return, and will not come again when they have gone. Life is too short, how many young flowers can be infinitely extravagant? How much time can be wasted arbitrarily? The past is too salty, and the future is too far. I have a headache after thinking too much, and I have figured it out. Just as it was not the road at that time to walk on the road that had been passed, and the scenery that had been seen was not the scenery at that time. Those who have passed by will never come back. Flowers bloom one season, past one. Unconsciously, it has come to October of 2015. Although I stopped in October of 2015, my heart has already involuntarily taken stock of some years and memories that 2015 have gone through, A little sighing with emotion. The days are just like the dew perched on the lotus leaves, falling silently and quietly. Then, will those sorrows and sorrows of the past fade away gently with the waves under the washing of the flowing years, leaving a lasting joy and smile in the deep memory. Then, we might as well ask ourselves quietly at this moment, 2015, are you doing well? Although there were several encounters, several departures, strangers, familiar strangers, familiar strangers, although they could not surprise the world of mortals and disturb the next life, they also dreamed once and got drunk once. Maybe I always like freedom like wind and exile like water. I had no intention to stop in other places, but I still held up my withered luggage without hesitation, hurriedly shuttling back and forth in the strange and crowded crowd. Tossing, turning, turning, forgetting and unreservedly fading the dreams that they once thought great and persistent. Time flies slowly, time goes quietly. We, who travel through this journey of life, more or less always forget some people and some things. Maybe we are always looking for the position that only belongs to our own hearts. Maybe, where the memory stops, the location is there. We moved forward silently and stopped for a while. As we walked on the road of the world of mortals, did we leave a little touch, missed a few of last night’s charming stars and wasted a few moments of time, how many bright years have been wasted? Perhaps, it was just such a casual question that you realized that time had already carved you into the appearance she once hated most, counting the fleeting years, the old days, the stories on the way to pursue dreams, whether those monologues at the bright moon in the middle of the night will meet their hometowns on the road of the world of mortals and find comfort in the dead of night. Just like this time, whether the people and things that can’t be left will be forever branded in the palm print of memory, disappear in the sky of seasons, and no trace can be touched or seen. Maybe life is like this, meeting each other in the same time, and missing you and me in different time and space. Then, in the time passing by in a hurry, how many bustling dream pursuers were carrying their own bags, looking for their own life path and their own positions. How many back figures, how many memories, in countless days, muddled sailing forward, forward sailing. Then how many passers-by of time and space are hesitating and wandering in front of the fork of time. Have you ever known that no matter how long you wander and how long you hesitate, she will wait for no one in time and space, and she will not wait for you. She would not wait for you for the 2015 which also gradually disappeared. She would not come back even if she passed away. Thanks for the peach blossom, when it opens again; Swallows go, when it comes again. However, our time, our time and our 2015 will never come back. Flowers are better than a hundred days, and people have nothing to do. If there is no sunshine, you should learn to enjoy the coolness of wind and rain; If there is no fragrance of flowers, you should learn to feel the fragrance of soil. No one can spare time, then have you ever spare time? Cats like eating fish, but cats can’t swim; Fish like eating earthworms, but fish can’t go ashore. God has given us many temptations, but we are not allowed to get them easily. Lv Kun, the thinker of Ming Dynasty, once said that poverty was not enough to be ashamed, but to be ashamed of poverty without ambition. After knowing the quality, after knowing the quality, then knowing the sincerity, after knowing the city, then the heart is right, then the body is cultivated, after the body is repaired, the family is unified, after the family is unified, the country is governed, and then the country is peaceful. However, life is always like dandelion, which seems to be free but can’t help it. Then you might as well calm down your heart and watch the past of the world of mortals. Because only calm heart can hear the voice of all things, and clear heart can see the essence of all things. Then, where are our time and nianhua? Where are our 2015? Looking at the people coming and going around, they came and went in a hurry. Although the street is still that street, the road is still this road, but the people on the street always change batch after batch. From strangeness to familiarity, from familiarity to separation. Then what on earth made all this become so hot and cold that no one would like to stay for anyone, perhaps because after all, no one is who we belong, just a passer-by in a hurry. Then who on earth made all this so desolate, so indifferent, and the figure running ahead towards each other getting farther and farther, becoming more and more blurred? Where did the time go? Where Did 2015 of the time go? I haven’t had time to persuade me to stay, I haven’t had time to look back a little, I haven’t had time to wait a little, 2015 is in such a hurry, Go to the missed direction blankly. Could it be like this that let 2015 her come to an end quietly? Can it be like this that let 2015 leave us quietly? Maybe the world is like this. If I am not brave, who will be strong for me. If I don’t fight, who will fight for me. Then it is better to indulge in burning than to survive. As for the past years and lost youth, let her gradually leave and grow old in the burning days of indulgence. Because, 2015 the rest of the time, as long as there is sunshine, it will not be lonely; As long as there is dew, it will be pure, fragrant love beautiful, beautiful lasting fragrance. Then you might as well take a good grasp of the rest of the 2015, because she has come to October, to you and me. Maybe you are wandering, looking for a way out, and it seems that you have no way out, but you may as well stare around you and feel your closest family affection and the most intimate warmth recently. Perhaps you will be surprised to find that in fact, the road is next to the road, She did not go far. Most of the time, we are always naive, always daydreaming in the distance, but after innocence, we realize that the future is far away and daydreaming is boundless. We have also designed the most perfect path of life for ourselves, but there are few places to go. Then I realized that experience is the most real and possession is my own. In the fragmented time, we will grow old as time goes by, and it seems that everything is beginning, everything is going on, and everything is ending. Just like this time after time, days after days, silent swimming, quiet silence. Only the busy figure continues the ordinary life, the trivial life reflects the essence of human nature, and the social reality presents the ruthless world. Maybe after walking for a long time and seeing more, I gradually got used to the law of the world and the indifference of the world. The appearance is old, and the years don’t treat people. Moran looked at each other and smiled off. So, where do the flowers fall and where do you stay? Then you might as well draw a wisp of moonlight, and say goodbye to the lost things and the remaining warmth left by the past. Then, where did time go, where did nianhua go, where did 2015 of the time go? Perhaps, time is such a slippery, she has already told us the answer: The Lost will let her lose, and the no lost, we should redouble our efforts and cherish them. There are flowers that can be folded straight and have to be folded, but Monet has no flowers and empty branches. Because cherishing time means cherishing oneself, cherishing oneself means cherishing life, and cherishing life means prolonging one’s own life. 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…

This suddenly

I have been looking forward to it for a long time, and I hope it will rain heavily. Today, it is really coming. It rained heavily, turning all the tranquility into noise. The originally gloomy day became a little bright, and the rain column falling in the air hit the cement floor, making a loud noise. This rain probably ended the past extremely hot and changeable high temperature, turning the originally hot earth into warm and cool. We should be happy at this moment. The rain outside grows from small to large, which seems to be the law of nature, just like people always grow up, and the same as the rain. Accompanied by a little thunder, it was always rumbling to be confused, and it was not as fierce as a bolt from the blue, but just to surprise people. It is mild, which is an indication. I saw some people walking hurriedly with umbrellas. I knew the expression of panic on their faces in the hurried steps. I heard the fast sound of raindrops, but I couldn’t describe their appearance. The rain suddenly became smaller, and the raindrops under the eaves were ticking, hitting the ground like dripping in my heart. Because the rain was very small, the outside seemed quiet, and the ticking sound was clear, like the loose drum, but suddenly accompanied by the birdsong. The rain suddenly became big, as if the slow mood became excited, as if the rest soldiers were going to bow, as if the slow war drum became urgent. I suddenly wondered whether people lived in slack in their whole life, and then the ancient people had Slack degree, following the gradual statement. I often think that the life of human beings should be the same as the law of changes and movements of all things in this world, However, we often boast that we are beyond things and are separated from the law. It seems that all things in nature do not include ourselves. It turns out that our own interests deceive assumptions and obscure ourselves. The ancients often said that they were detached. I really couldn’t understand what kind of realm it was, but thought it was a kind of self-deception. How can we go beyond the laws of nature when human beings belong to all things and are in the world? And it should be that human life should be the same as the law of nature and live with everything! Or is the artistic conception of the ancient sage unpredictable? Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Comparison

Sometimes I taboo comparison, because every child has his own characteristics. Measuring by common standards will make children lose their individuality. Sometimes I enjoy comparison very much. Usually at this time, when Jing Nan is doing better than others, listening to the words of praise can really make me happy. Although I have always deliberately not compared Jing Nan with other children, life is always like this. Unconsciously, you will be disturbed by comparison, whether consciously or unconsciously, will be affected like this. A few days ago, when I was playing at my sister’s house, there came a kid who was in a big kindergarten class. He was even half a head taller than Jing Nan. The question of 16+19 was played on the blackboard, this is what I teach in the next semester of the first grade. It is very quiet when eating, and very quiet when getting along with my sister. By contrast, although Jing Nan was of medium to high height in the class, he hated to supplement his children with calcium every moment. Under our deliberate cultivation, Jingnan’s study was also advanced by one semester. Seeing other children’s higher grades, she hated that their children would learn the course content of university now. Even now, Jingnan’s eating still makes us anxious. Most of the time, we are not stable and unwilling to eat at the table. We always eat a bite in walking or playing. While in the process of getting along with children, when Jing Nan and Ming Yu got along with each other, they always argued a lot. Although we have been guiding her to help her teach her sister to let her go, but when seeing my sister’s willfulness, Jing Nan still couldn’t bear her temper. When you see why other people’s children are so good, there is always a kind of anger coming out of your heart involuntarily, and you are always thinking bitterly about how their children do this, why is that not my child! My wife saw the children’s wheels slide so fast downstairs, and Jing Nan also spent more than 1,000 yuan to enroll in the training class, but after learning a few tricks, she refused to work hard any more, so the roller skating is still neither tight nor slow, and it’s OK if it is not compared with other children. By comparison, the breath is born without hitting one place. Comparing with children, it is always the selfishness of adults, always thinking that their children can be the object of thousands of people’s attention and the tip of the pyramid, however, it ignores the natural freedom in the process of children’s growth. The growth of children is a slow ecological process. We all know that once the ecology is destroyed, it will be a long stage to recover. We can’t be anxious. The quick Forest looks very fast, but the wind resistance is very poor. Jinggang Mountain is green now, but who knows that it is still a bald mountain in the 1950 s. It took nearly five or ten years of growth to make up for the ecological debt. I think it’s better to make more calm and less comparison, let Jingnan grow naturally! Looking at the growth of children behind the back, isn’t it a kind of happiness? 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…

Let heart

Let heart, on duty that night on the way, I went downstairs. The Moonlight is a little fuzzy, I can’t see the stars. The gentle wind messed up my hair, and the air was filled with agitation. I heard the faint resentment of the rose and smelt the slight sadness in the wind. Alone, walking in the dark night, my heart is very empty. I said, my heart is a little barren. Otherwise, why does it become so empty? My friend said Dai Wangshu had a similar description, which was called The Joy of loneliness. Yes, a person’s loneliness may be a kind of sad beauty, and a certain moment is a different feeling under a certain state of mind. But I still want to get rid of this faint depression. I guess I am should go out for a trip or read some books carefully, just like what my friend said, at least one of my heart or body is on the way. What can be done is to choose to read. All I need is a cup of newly brewed Laoshan Green, a song of Yunshui Zen played by guzheng, let my heart go on. And this is destined to be a personal trip. I read Xu Zhimo, Yu Dafu, Nalan rongruo, Cangyang jiatuo, classic prose of Tang and Song poems, and even Stendhal. Shuttling through time and space, sometimes the heart will cry, sometimes the heart will be tired, sometimes the heart will be suddenly enlightened, and sometimes the heart will calm down. The Heart Walks in Cambridge, and everything becomes tranquil and pure. Understand that only when a person faces himself alone can he find his true self. So loneliness is not terrible, and you can even enjoy it. Xu Zhimo also said that to understand a person, one must have the opportunity to face it alone. -Granted. Take off the mask, you and I have to get to know each other again. And life is like this, forcing us to hide ourselves. It is not that we are willing to do so, but the helplessness of reality. Only when you face it alone, you say, I, now, have my makeup removed. I like you after removing makeup, honest and gentle. I firmly believe that this is the exchange of Hearts. Nalan rongruo and Cangyang jiatuo are both men like poems. Wandering in warm words, their hearts become soft. I admit that I appreciate talented men and desire to recite poems and Fu with them. If you have no intention of finding someone composing poems and lyrics at leisure, it will be even more surprising to me. Many cold, cold and warm nights, I knocked on the keyboard silently, letting joys and sorrows pass through the fingers, growing up short sentences randomly and standing quietly in the years. Nalan rongruo, I like it for many years and have never changed my original heart. I sigh with emotion that if life is just like the first sight, it is amazing that gambling books have been poured with tea fragrance, and now I only say that I was wrong at that time, sigh in Chuncong to recognize the flying butterfly. The gentle man has his own heroic feelings. Did Nalan rongruo ever leave the customs all the way to Hu youkangxi and write down the heroic words and sentences of thousands of tent lights at night? Cangyang jiatuo, the sixth lama of the reincarnated Lingtong, had you ever expected that someone would like him ardently after 300 years? And all this only comes from his poetry. I would rather believe that he wrote to my beloved girl than analyze too rationally whether he wrote love poems or Buddhist sentences. I firmly believe that Cangyang jiatuo, a man full of sorrow, is just like Nalan rongruo, but the thinker of the world’s frustrated life, he has love, hate and barriers that cannot be surpassed. The delicate mind was written down, leaving the descendants only the gradually distant back image that could not be reached. Unfortunately, history only hesitated, and you and I had already missed thousands of rivers and mountains. I am disconsolate guest in the world, I know what to do with tears. I believe I am understand it. Just like a scenery standing in time for thousands of years, at the moment I faced it, I knew you had waited for me for hundreds of years. Although it is only faced with words, and the time is not right and the place is not right, I don’t think this is a disaster. Buddha said, there is no tree in Bodhi, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in the past. Where is the dust dyed? All encounters are not accidental. Everything has the truth of existence. Let nature take its course and listen to the arrangement from the heart. Flowers bloom when own fate unintentionally, cloud Cirrus easy at own chongrubujing. Therefore, the heart was open-minded, no longer entangled, no longer unnecessary sorrow. I’m tired, so I sort out the journey and have a rest. Tomorrow, the future, let the heart, on the road. 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…

Dumplings

With a little bit of dust, the lingering wisp of boredom came into the house, but he and his mother were busy and happy in the kitchen; He stood high on the board, touching all kinds of hands to pinch the mud, he shouted to me and reported his creation excitedly. I quickly washed my hands and answered. The water was flowing briskly between my fingers. Looking back, I saw the clean Hall and listened to the laughter from the kitchen. When I walked over, I saw that my son had already packed more than twenty. He asked me to count how many he had done. I said, how good do you remember? That’s too much; I can’t remember, too much! I still had a lot of time to broadcast the news, so I quickly grabbed a handful of caraway from the plastic bag, washed it and asked my wife to flavor it. I did the rest work. At this moment, if my mother knew the situation of our family’s cooking and hearing our laughter, she would stand behind us calmly or open the door quietly, sitting on the loose sofa in the living room, then I gently stroked my grandson’s forehead or cheek. What kind of mind-stirring behavior can make you smile happily? My wife knows the happiness of this family, but she can’t see that I have cleared away the dust outside. She just smiles at us for dinner, pushes dumplings in front of us, and whispers to her son from time to time, my son whispered to me again, as if the whispers among three close friends under the roof of rainy or hot sun. My son ate a dozen dumplings, picked up his clothes and patted his belly. Then he jumped into his bedroom and looked at the bulge of his belly in the mirror. I changed my previous supervision on his eating, but I was afraid that he would break his stomach and stomach, so I advised him to eat less and eat again when he had extra meals. I was already confused. When I was sitting in front of the panel when I was young and rolling my face, whether our family of four sat around together was the gathering of my mother back to her mother’s home every year. They were women, laughing and talking, pack the dumplings in your hand; The whole dumpling, standing in a pavilion and living in a hive, falls into the steaming pot in batches, from sinking to floating, in the push of the iron spoon, roll over the river and swim in the sea. If folk customs are foolish and wise, they will last for thousands of years. When I was young, I didn’t think dumplings were delicious. Instead, I thought it would be too much trouble from preparation to making and other things. Every time my mother’s passionate work was exchanged for my complaint, until the time was permeated, the reason was complicated, my mother passed away sadly, and I had to enjoy the happiness of heaven and earth, I gradually understood the charm of eating dumplings on festivals and festivals, and gradually realized that the taste of family affection and reunion was totally mixed in that pot of dough and gathered in a page of skin sticking, pinching and tolerance. While the dead has passed away, it is better to do more work for the living and give more energy. As a member of the family, if anyone wants to eat dumplings, we can squeeze out time. We might as well make a big fight in the game version, scoop water from the source of life, and pack the ground-like seed powder, add five flavors to reconcile, nourish with the mixture of plants and animals, light the fire of seven colors from the sun, and make the unique delicacies and auspicious life of the Chinese nationality. Nutritional essence, implicit and secret, has a long history. His wife fished out the dumplings from the steaming pot, but found that there was a broken one. She sighed and said, “Ah, this skin is too thin to be wrapped well; but the son who stared at the delicious food beside the case said with his bright eyes,” Mom, it’s dumplings. It’s so comfortable. It laughed. 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…

The road

A person, from the zygote, embryo, shaping, breeding, to the birth of a baby, young child, youth, adult, a girl transformed into a woman, in these periods, will experience a lot of ups and downs, it is also because there will be difficulties and frustrations in the journey that makes life more meaningful. Then the epiphany sublimates the soul, thrives, has beautiful memories and lives, develops a strong heart, and becomes the unique self in the secular world. This is one of the key points that different experiences bring up different people, different personalities and different lives. It is difficult to change the nature of three-year-old children. Personally, I think it is a bit one-sided and everything has two sides. People will also be imperceptibly influenced by the growing environment, the family environment, the school education environment and the social environment. The so-called “people who are close to Zhu” will be black, when a person’s consciousness is influenced by self-suggestion or environment, the brain will be driven by dominance to change its original behavior. It can be seen that people can change, but it only depends on whether to suit the remedy to the case. As an old saying goes, three days of bad learning, three years of learning, when people’s inner heart is not firm, weak restraint, it is easy to be tempted by the external environment. I think I am a person who is not easy to resist temptation. If I always stick to my original heart, maybe I am different now. However, I don’t regret it. I just regret it. I just missed the most beautiful angel. In fact, heart does not move is no pain. In red, There are also seven emotions and six desires, and people’s choices become crucial. At each stage, there are different choices. A choice will affect a person’s life inadvertently. Facing study, love, work and marriage, there is no doubt that they are all for those who are prepared. When you keep the mentality of being prepared all the time, the road to success lies at your feet. As long as you take the first step bravely, and to this end, we will persevere and give ourselves strength and courage. The rest of the ladder will be much smoother, maybe you will also meet people with the same faith and persistence as yourself or Bole on the road of persistence, encourage each other, go hand in hand, and gain a rare friendship and achievement. This is my own pride, our pride, and I am happy for it, and also honor my family. I always like one sentence: from heaven to hell, I pass by the world. I believe that there is truth in the world, but not everyone can be so lucky to be blessed and happy. The fact is-I am a person passing by the heaven, but I felt that I had been to Asura hell and burned myself with desire, but I didn’t know whether I had washed away all my sins. I told myself that human is an independent individual, which can integrate Spirit, It sparkles, can make the body meet, and make up the Waltz of love, but it can’t go beyond the boundaries. Otherwise, the game could not continue and the so-called love would be interrupted. Love, ethereal, is like a dream. I have loved, hated and looked forward to it, and I have never thought about it any more. I, an ordinary person in the world, just want to live a good life. It is very fake to say that the leaf does not stick to the body. People, who have curiosity, always want to dig out the unknown things. Life is just like this bizarre adventure. From the beginning to the end, I am the leading role in the play, directed by myself, successful, winning cheers and failures of thousands of people, and falling into the dust-settled. When I thought I was just outside the door of happiness, when I thought I was going to step into heaven, the Hell Envoy Sent Me to Hell with ankles and bracelets, which was called: the King of Hell would not leave you to the fifth watch if he wanted you to die in the seventh watch. Then, I smiled and cried with a smile. Finally, I died silently. Before he died, he looked back at the Heaven, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, closed his eyes and waited for the verdict of fate. Think about it, it’s very good, at least I pass by heaven! 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…