My

Time is like a peaceful river to me. There are no deep waves, no spray flying, and no wind and rain passing through the river. However, blue sky and white clouds or some fragmentary memories occasionally come back casually, let the mirror-like plane flicker with ripples. The ripples go away, and life goes back to the origin of the four seasons. Everything is as usual, and the sun and the moonlight like water still rise and fall. I have been used to this kind of life for a long time. Although this kind of life is a little boring and lonely with me, it is more a natural requirement of my life than a arrangement of time. Yes, this kind of requirement may not be accepted by others, but I am a kind of enjoyment. It is a rose that years have given me life, which not only smells sweet all the year round, it also smells my room, my sky and my soul of silent Ruolan. I always like the low-key one. I live a peaceful, comfortable and real life. A cup of tea, together with a few thoughts or scattered fragments, can make the heart be willing to sleep in an unknown corner, sew and mend, remove and wash, until dusk is approaching, until the Moonlight is falling, after a few hours of walking and returning home at night, the whole day’s life was in peace. There are poems and Clouds: flowers drift and water flows. Yes, the natural images, no matter flowers, water or life, are songs left to me by years. Some of these songs are destined to go far away and some are destined to be left in people’s hearts, it adds a touch of bright color and scenery to the peaceful life, and also brings the wings of reverie to my peaceful living. Frankly speaking, peaceful years are in line with my intention of life. My temperament and the habit I have formed over the years stand at the Bridge of time and I look at the vast starry sky, use my life to measure the road under my feet. My heart and soul are like birds flying on the sea, muttering with joy. In the peaceful years, I am neither a sentimental woman nor a person to express sorrow for giving new words, but I am good at dumping my life and lurking at the bottom of the river of time, secretly sees in life in all views, whether your vital, or independent, even chunni or red fall, 1.1 drops can’t pass, my reason, it is not because of personality and interest, but the notes that years have given me life. Imagine that it would be boring for a person in a peaceful life not to do so, and I am sorry for the surging and exciting emotion of life. What’s more, time is my song, and emotion and tune are all determined and composed by collected themes. The song that used to sound over my years is still so clear now. Every word in the lyrics once touched my peaceful years. The main idea of that song is that don’t let the years flow, don’t let life go the wrong way. Looking back on the peaceful years of these years, although my years can not be said to be connected with gold, there is no lack of remarkable points. As for the right and wrong of the road, the life dumped by words has no regrets. To be honest, life in peaceful years is not really so peaceful. First of all, we should deal with everything in reality, such as money, beauty, utility, and all kinds of desire disputes, they casually cross the road of time, making people upset or confused. Fortunately, the calmness of life makes the heart forget time. Usually life is at such a moment, if I don’t take courage and resolute attitude, I will become a captive of the secular world. Because I am not willing to be the object of being insulted and damaged, I take my faith as the banner, based on my spirit, let life fly. Now I take off and dance high. Although my life and years are still calm and I can’t see any splash of water, there are vast waves of smoke, gentle breeze, singing and dancing, and light dancing in the spirit. Time is a boat, and the heart is a double oar, which ripples leisurely on the river surface of calm years, occasionally a Lotus, occasionally a residual Lotus or a quiet lotus pond with beads, it made my mind confused and began to rain. In the rain, my heart was as pure and pure as an angel. It really answered one sentence: time and loneliness fly together, peace and life sing together. To be exact, my peaceful years do not only depend on the flying of thoughts or reading books casually. More often, I will let my life go out and walk on the ridge in the countryside, picking the clouds in the suburb of the four seasons, and putting the unique utensils on the back to insert the nature together with the mood, the interior was suddenly full of vitality, and the background was sunflower swaying in the wind. I know that my peaceful life is just like a sunflower, which can be poetic and blooming in every day of the years. This comes from my coarse tea and light rice, my personality of not admiring others and the reading habits I developed in my early years. The reason why I am calm and low-key in the peaceful years is that I rely on the noble spirit I have developed over the years in my heart. Yes, the years will continue and my life will still move forward, I am not sure that my life will blossom and bear fruit in the peaceful years, but I am sure that my heart and soul will live leisurely and poetically in the back garden of my life! Just like sunflower, my heart is full of sunshine and righteousness. Time is a flowing song. As a singer, only by keeping a calm mind and adjusting his breath can he fully interpret the connotation, value and significance of the song. Don’t be lost by the occasional applause and flowers, and don’t feel inferior because you can’t hear the applause. You should know that there is truth in peace, and the years to keep the peace of life will not fade, and it will give you more colors, more life stories and life details. 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…

Light

Due to the congenital allergy, I almost rejected all the strong smells in nature, and gradually got used to slowing down and fading down, making everything around fade down, I gradually get used to enjoying the faint loneliness and the faint fragrance of loneliness. I naturally understand that the fragrance of all kinds of spring flowers is lively, the sweet fragrance of autumn harvest Orchard is rich, and the rich fragrance of perfume gas stations in the store is self-evident, however, this kind of strength and publicity always makes me lose my fortune, and I choose to avoid it far away. The earliest fragrance memory in my childhood came from my innate allergic constitution, which was used to save life. In my memory, the sole of my feet often bulges one or several round copper coins without any warning, which spreads up rapidly with the growth rate of the itchy bone erosion and the tide. At that time, I didn’t understand the fear and helplessness of my parents, so I just cried and scratched desperately. Every time is like a war, acupuncture, fire baking, salt pickling, alum soaking, burning incense and divination make copper coins, and finally, my parents still found out two surprisingly successful prescriptions in nearly a hundred battles a year: toilet water and vinegar mixed with cold tofu for external application. Since then, it seems that the smell of dew I hate has never left my childhood. I didn’t know until I studied medicine that it was actually just a kind of allergy. It was just an extremely common multiform red spot, which was far from what my parents worried. It would kill me if it spread over my ankle. Because I hate the smell of toilet water, I choose to apply cold tofu more often. My red spot seemed to be tricked by monsters. The unbearable hot scalding soon boiled the tender watery tofu in the cloth bag. After a layer of smoke rose, it dried up slowly. After such transposition, my red spot has already been nowhere to be found. However, my allergy seems to have a trace to follow. For example, some kind of strong fragrance of flowers and several pieces of scallion which are not cooked can involve me into a war quickly. Since then, our family has been far away from flowers and plants. Occasionally, when eating scallions, the whole tree will be wrapped into a Garland and thrown away before being put out of the pot. At that time, I was madly obsessed with my mother’s dressing box. Facing the mirror, I played with some simple small ornaments in it for a long time. After many years, I realized that what I was obsessed with was the wood original incense called nanmu. The fragrance of wood is safe and generous to me. When getting married, the Zhangmu box is indispensable. Since then, I have the silent companionship of Woody incense, enjoying its endless and pervasive embrace. Although the wood original fragrance is very light, it has strong penetrability. Besides the camphorwood box, there are also two small wooden beads in the bedroom. The dark yellow wood primary color, such as grape size and coarse texture, is not exquisite, I thought it was just a layer of chemical perfume, and threw it into the underwear drawer. Many years later, I accidentally turned over the drawer and found that the two little wooden beads were still lying in a corner in silence. Holding it in my palm, I breathed deeply. The faint wood fragrance slowly oozed out, but I could never find its origin. What kind of material is it? Who on earth is it? When did I get it for free? However, I was unconsciously enjoying the underwear it had dyed, and dyed every inch of my skin lightly. Fragrance is directional, which is a kind of irresistible guide and has extremely magical magic. For the first time, my deep yearning for a person’s body fragrance came from homesickness. During the summer vacation of the first year of senior high school, my girlfriend and I went out for training together with brother Qiao, a senior high school student in the same studio. In that city where I was extremely unaccustomed to dialect and diet, it seemed that I was more sticky with the fragrance of my bestie shampoo and brother Joe’s slightly sour sweat. It seemed that as long as I was surrounded by this unique smell, my heart would be extremely stable. After an extremely panic search in the afternoon, at last, beside the Shahe River in the evening, brother Qiao told me apologetically that his girlfriend dropped out of school, fearing that he could not stand my tears, so he left without saying goodbye; and brother Qiao himself is going to leave. He is going to the distant Zhejiang Academy of Fine Arts. But at that time, I just lowered my head and pulled brother Rajo’s cuff quietly, as if I sighed deeply. Only I knew that I am was so greedy at that time and breathed deeply. I knew, in the following days, this smell will be the courage for me to continue to stay. With it, it is enough to dispel the anxiety and fear in the deep heart of a foreign land. When I was in junior high school, I envied the tire sofa that San Mao picked up in the Sahara and the exotic photo frame. I accidentally picked up a sea-blue glass perfume bottle beside the campus path, there is also a golden silk collar on the metal cap. At first sight, I only took it as a pendant, which was beautiful to hang on my neck. It was a feeling that I could not leave it for many years. I didn’t know when the rope broke. I was at a loss for a long time, and finally realized that what I didn’t give up was not the empty bottle, but the lingering faint fragrance. Looking at all kinds of perfume bottles full of my photo album, I couldn’t help laughing. Although I hadn’t smeared it, the faint perfume smell had already melted into my life. I often call myself a happy person. Although there are not many perfumes coming into my life, they are not expensive, and almost all come from others’ gifts. Careful, although I know a little about the production and use of perfume, and I am sensitive and picky about myself, I still dare not touch it easily, let alone the lymph gathering place of my body. Therefore, I prefer the late flavor of a perfume, and hardly care about the previous flavor and the Middle flavor. That is to say, I just want to enjoy them staying quietly in one corner of my room, but still invade me everywhere, encroach on my long hair, sweat glands, and the faint aftertaste of the fluttering clothes. I have always been curious about a word. When I hear a woman, the feminine taste should be a kind of taste, a kind of cultivation, and a kind of fragrance of soul penetrating into the marrow. For me who is allergic, it is also a fate. The singer left a message saying that the new photo of karaoke is good, but the black hair should be dyed a Little Burgundy; The eyebrows are too light, so take time to tattoo. Yes, my hair and eyebrows are too light. I know that even my voice is light. My whole body is not light? Today, I accidentally saw a string of wooden bracelets. The light Woody incense matches me very well, and I just reward myself. Therefore, I often thank God for giving me the fate of allergy and creating my unique lonely light fragrance. In these years, no matter at home or out, I have formed the habit of drinking a cup of water casually. Because of allergic larynx spasm, my life is ready to be diluted to be lighter at any time. For this mild smell, I think I am love the wind. Whenever the wind blows, I can smell the smell of seasons and trees and flowers. Because of the wind, I never thought about leaving the original fragrance of these plants. It was just far away and lighter. I followed the call of my heart and enjoyed the mellow fragrance that never abandoned me in the wind at the right time. I have been unwilling to admit the extent of my obsession with voice. Unconsciously, there is more space for karaoke and reading friends. Besides the pleasure brought by voice, I also enjoy the Cadence created by breath and temperature, and the pervasive charming taste. I think, apart from hearing, I am more accustomed to using taste senses to comment subjectively. My daughter recommended a movie called “scent a woman”, and the original American voice undoubtedly only recognized one kind of emotion to me. Fortunately, I smelt a line with my sensitive nose: the soul cannot have artificial limbs! Perhaps as the plot explains, the fragrance of soul is the most charming, precious and honorable. The good fragrance must be quiet, even bitter, simple, clean and aloof, while the most wonderful fragrance comes from the soul, which can draw and redeem the helpless life. And to enjoy all this, it is so simple that you only need a healthy nose and a heart that is free from dust and contending with the world. Praise (prose editor: dropping ink to hurt) 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…

Worship

Every time I see old couples resting on the tree-lined bench with snow covering their heads for dozens of years, every time I see young mother in gorgeous clothes strolling on the small and medium-sized Road in the garden with flowers and flowers, when Shier bent down and bowed his back and murmured with the fat and lovely baby, whenever I saw the young and beautiful boys and girls spreading laughter all the way, whenever I saw smiling faces full of sunshine, I thought of my father when I held hands sincerely and hugged each other one by one. As time flies, the past is like the clouds of the past, illusory and looming. As time goes by, they also fade away and disappear gradually. The trauma of the soul also makes time polished and ironed. It sounds as if all these are so unreal, like a dream that does not exist, like a story, a legend. I tell you, these are all true portrayal. We measured it step by step with the steps of history. Every step we walk is full of pain and tears, and every step is full of pain and sadness. The life path experienced by our ancestors and ancestors may be more tortuous and bumpy, and their experiences are more dangerous and difficult. May our descendants have less pain, less sadness, more happiness and more happiness. The sky was gray, like a dark gray lead plate pressing down to the ground. Smog is like a curtain that cannot be opened. It makes the mountains in the distance vaguely show a vague outline. The cold wind was bleak, and there was a pungent smell in the air. It is a kind of disgusting, suffocating smell, a kind of smell of the dead. A row of pine and cypress, standing straight and stiff. Although it is verdant and green, it is like cold iron blocks painted with green oil, giving people a feeling of timidity, fear and trembling. This is a day in early April, and there is still some time before Tomb Sweeping Day. There were only several Liao Liao people in the cemetery, which was even more desolate. Dad, I came to see you. Mom, sister, brother, we are all very good. On behalf of all of you, I have come to see you. Do you live well in heaven? I hope it is a paradise of no dispute, no discrimination, no persecution, happiness and freedom. Your life is bumpy, and you haven’t enjoyed a few days in the world. May you live happily in heaven. This tombstone is only your last footprint in the world, and the cold cemetery is only the place where you rest for the last time in the world. Whenever I think of the heartbreaking and desperate scene when my father stayed in the world, I can’t help thinking about it with tears in my eyes. Although you have suffered a lot in your life, you are still calm. There are not too many regrets left. Come here in vain and walk quietly. Whenever I think of the horrible days you have experienced, I feel like splitting my canthus and pouring blood into my pupil. It was an era full of violence and bloody smell. My father was devastated and persecuted and lived like a year. I finally got through it, but it was not easy. However, after a period of time, I could not hear anything outside the window, and I spent a peaceful life in the Spring and Autumn period. Although life was a little hard at that time, there were also problems such as laid-off children and going to the countryside, which brought troubles in life. But the repressed political environment faded away. Life was quite satisfactory, and I had a period of leisure life which was isolated from the world. Qingshui bitter tea talks about the Sun and Moon, raising chickens and growing vegetables will turn to Qiankun. Father is a cautious person. Serious work, competitive industry. Treat colleagues politely and respond to their requests, which is highly respected by everyone. He is an amiable and respectable person. He is also a good gentleman who works in a low profile. Father, the political movement he had experienced in his whole life was like the waves of the sea, one wave after another, gushing out constantly. The political vortex is like a storm. Although it can wash the sand and dust, it can also damage branches and fold flowers without mercy and ravage for no reason. Many litterateurs, social elites and talented people were forcibly detained for various strange crimes and persecuted. My father always skating over thin ice, dare not go one step beyond the prescribed limit. I calmed down a lot and murmured to the tombstone. Father, please be assured to go. Now everything is different from the time you lived. Now the living environment is very loose, and we are all retired. Our salary increases year by year, and we live a carefree life. Mom is also in good health, and everyone cares about each other happily. Writer: Zang qiying 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…

Together

Every time I see you, it is just like a ray of sunshine scattered in winter, and the warmth of Chen array flows out slowly. I still remember the first encounter when I was young. In the classroom which was full of coaxing, a warm face came into my eyes. You are, I am. A simple and kind greeting intoxicated me, and I was clumsy as a little naughty. Since then, you have become an indispensable scenery in my life. I can’t help following your steps and quietly following you. Even if it is 1 minute 1 second, I can still be delighted. After many years, you are still a scenery along my road. But I will never follow. Occasionally unexpected encounter, your casual glance, a back and a Footsteps can also make me full of joy. Walking in the familiar streets, I will occasionally think of you. I think of the days when I followed you through the streets and lanes; I think of the days when I was with you with a shy smile but couldn’t help talking nonsense; I think of the days when I was always worried about whether you would think me ridiculous, days of ignorance and anxiety. But you can always let me lead me in endless joyous how to correctly view things in the world while talking nonsense. This memory don’t dye slightest red. Just like a ray of sunshine collected in winter, pure, warm, so precious; Just like a precious candy in the palm of my childhood, I can feel sweet without tasting it. 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…

Time

The time under the eaves was slanting, and the shadow of the tree was lengthened by several inches. At dusk, there was another cold autumn in the jade pillow yarn cabinet. Walking in the season, though enjoying the scenery together, it is hard to get away from the fireworks in the world. The plants and trees are full of love, but it is too late to watch them carefully, letting the time between fingers walk quietly. I didn’t realize that the four seasons were more than half of the year, and the summer had gradually gone away. Then I suddenly realized that I wanted to pull the tail of summer and stand in the autumn moon to see the spring flowers, leaving a shallow mark on the big book of season. The plum blossom is gone, and at night, there is a moonlight, listening to the sound of insects, the new green window screen, knowing that spring is coming again. From the slight rain of apricot flowers to the snow on the pear tip, at Normal University for a while, the flowers bloom gradually, bees fly and butterflies dance, and the night cherry blossoms cluster by cluster, with plain clothes and light feathers, with a slight smile. When the library came back, the central garden had already been scattered, with dark fragrance floating. The fragrance of flowers touched the skirt, covered the sleeves and strolled, catching a glimpse of lilac, thinking of Tang Lei’s lilac and the story behind that song. In May, I waited for someone to return in the wind. The most gentle looking down, just like the lotus blooming shyness is to describe a woman with low eyebrows. I can’t imagine what the lotus-like shyness is like, but now I really see it. The rain made the Lotus charming, and each flower drooped its head, just like a girl who was shy into her eyebrows. When a gust of wind blows, the Lotus trembles lightly in the rain. The rain drops are like tears falling down from the Lotus heart. It is really a big Pearl and small pearl falling down on the jade plate. The water surface is clear and round, and the wind and Lotus also squeeze into my mind. Although it was early summer, there was residual Lotus in the water, so I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of rain hitting the residual Lotus. It was the first time that I heard the rain from Canhe. I learned from sister Lin that it was Li Shangyin’s wonderful sentence, and I liked it at that time. There is kindness in the heart, so Canhe can’t bear to hurt. There is poetry in the heart, so withered lotus is also the scenery. We often say that we need a poetic life. No matter how busy the society is, poetry is never lacking. What is lacking is just the poetic heart. During the summer vacation, I found an internship in my own unit. For more than a month, I felt wronged and moved. At the same time, I had a clearer understanding of the future. For work, education background is not high or low. The key is to keep an upward posture and a heart with temperature and humidity all the time, so that people can make continuous progress. The small courtyard is silent, with a few thoughts. Life is relaxing, life is simple, don’t think about the future of long mountains and rivers, only in the simple four seasons, and do and cherish, let time flow, don’t love the past, don’t fear the future, step by step, to grow into what you want is to live up to the good times. 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…

Yan Long

The recent essays of Yan Long are some short stories I wrote. Some old readers don’t like it. It’s just an attempt. They will update short stories occasionally in the future, and will not write directly like this. Today, I will continue to return to the essay series to talk about some personal life insights of Yan long. In recent years, sand mining in the river channel of Linyi has been rampant. Fighting is very common because of the competition for resources. It can be said that there are gangsters watching the field in many battlefields. I have a classmate’s house, which is on the edge of the river. Because of the large amount of sand mining in the river, his house was cracked. His father petitioned for help everywhere and went to the county government to make trouble. Finally, he was beaten continuously, and later he dared not to sue. Mineral resources are always scarce. It can be said that good people can’t do this kind of business at all, and this kind of business is all profiteering industry. Therefore, in Linyi, as long as the battlefield boss is mentioned, it is the same as the coal boss in Shanxi, which gives people the impression that it is a group of rich but poor upstarts. In recent years, there are often news like coal boss’s black heart causing mine accidents, coal boss’s local tyrants getting married extravagantly, coal boss’s daughter dragging a sack of money to go to the car market and so on in the media. When you mention the coal boss, you will feel it is a derogatory term. It seems that the coal boss is a nouveau riche. They are all rich and heartless, and they are bullying the good. They are all people who have no conscience and no conscience. They know that they. I used to feel the same way about these battlefield owners, and I also thought so. But recently, I have been in contact with qualified bosses in a row, and this feeling has changed a bit. This change is not to say that it is right to fight, but to have a more comprehensive understanding of these bosses. In Fei County, there was a battlefield boss, Liu, who was over 40 years old, with colorful dragons on his chest. He was tall and tall, weighing 200. He was a very rough man. In Da Liu’s car, there are often some vulgar magazines of women with three points. On National Day, I went to his home for something, but I found that I was reading an English original Psychology Monograph. I was shocked at that time! After communication, I realized that Da Liu was a top student in Wuhan University, majoring in psychology. Under his vulgar disguise, there is a psychology master who knows the world and looks like the human heart. Yes, there are thousands of people in Da Liu’s company, from grassroots individuals to transport drivers, to managers and those gangsters. Although Da Liu was full of rude words at ordinary times, how could he manage thousands of people well if he didn’t have some internal strength. The reason why he behaves vulgar is that some people in his environment only eat this set. Some of them are migrant workers who cannot be integrated with them in this way; Some of them are small gangsters. How do you manage weak scholars in a month? Secondly, it is recognized by the society that they have no culture. Why does he have to argue with everyone? I was very touched when I came out from the big Liu family. People are not afraid of not working hard. Not working hard is also the right of life. Why do you have to work hard? Who did you recruit to be a mediocre person? I am afraid that I will not work hard, but also distort and fabricate, and depreciate others’ efforts for no reason. We only saw coal bosses and battlefield bosses spending a lot of money outside, thinking that they had exploited the loopholes of the policy, but we didn’t see them completing a systematic project of digging sand mines, we must go to the lecture hall, go to the well and mine, command thousands of troops and horses, and become local ruffians and hooligans. Old readers who read the essays written by Yan long in the past all know that Yan Long has often written about my running in the past six months. You have to try it and you will know that it is really difficult to insist on exercising every day. Either there is social engagement today, or it will rain on cloudy day tomorrow, and it will be fine the day after tomorrow. Zijiyou is too lazy to go out. I told my wife that you only saw other people’s waist, but you didn’t see beautiful women sweating day and night in the gym. If you don’t have a slim waist, you think that everyone has a good constitution, but you don’t have the perseverance to diet or exercise. It’s not wrong not to work hard, but to be cynical, so my mind becomes distorted day by day. Successful people are either flattery or heartless. Only you are the kindest in the world, which is one-sided. On the street, seeing those local tyrants driving BMW and Benz, they felt that they must be either lucky or bad. Seeing a beautiful woman driving luxury cars and buying luxuries, he thought that he must be either a mistress or a local tyrant godfather. In such a big society, there must be local tyrants and gentlemen, but let’s think about the local tyrants around us carefully. They are more diligent and studious than us, and live frugally. The superficial shopping is refreshing, which is just an appearance. Behind the appearance, we can’t see the hard work and hard work of others. Don’t be so angry all day long. The world really owes no one. Every person whose economic status is above you has more miserable efforts than you. They didn’t rob you anything. What you got was only proportional to your wisdom. It was really not others’ fault. Yan Long is a storyteller. Yan Long’s essay is Yan Long’s personal original essay series, which is updated every day. Welcome to follow and read. If you like this series, welcome to search the public Number of yanlong essay on WeChat and communicate with me. 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…

Birthday

Today is my birthday. Look up at the wall clock on the wall. It’s just 9 o’clock. It has been 49 years and 02 hours since I broke off my fingers. The days passed so fast. It was like a plane. It just took off from Dongshan airport, but after a little confused for a while, it began to stagger down, A lot of scenery haven’t had time to see clearly, a lot of things haven’t had time to ponder over, and many things haven’t been done yet, they are about to land to Xishan airport. If the leaders of our company also need to retire at the age of 50, I will only have one year’s working time. Now, we must have the mental preparation of how to spend those lonely days in the future at home. Mr. Hugo once said: doing nothing will cause an old man’s misfortune. I believe this. My wife has been back home since she was 40. When she just retired, she didn’t read books or newspapers, and lay on the sofa to watch TV and sleep when she was idle. My thoughts were empty and I felt bored. I didn’t think about my son all day long, but I was just looking for my fault and picking my reasons. If I had something to do, I would create some messy leisure for myself. From my wife, I seemed to see the shadow of depression, anxiety, loneliness and boredom one year later. As long as I thought about it in my heart, I would be scared and annoyed. ren wu yuan lv, bi you jin you. I don’t have much interest in life. During these days, I often ponder over what to do after I retire? Ups and downs, ups and downs, flickering, simple, crying, laughing, real and fake, decades have come like this. Over the years, I have been used to cultivating excellence in state-owned enterprises. Instead of learning a skill, I drank a beer belly and got three highs (high blood pressure, high blood sugar and high blood fat), become a waste who can do nothing. Calm down and think rationally. It’s really sad. To be honest, over the years, my life has been like the big sand river in the south of the city. Spring, summer, autumn and winter almost always flow to the West in a clear, shallow and slowly way, there has never been a big whirlwind or a black wave that scares people. Of course, there is no trace. My life seems to have a head and no tail, no color, so hazy and ethereal dream. The countless and vague scenes in The Phantom were so incredible and incomprehensible that no matter how psychological they were, they could not straighten out a little clue with life value. Over the years, no matter what happened to me, I had only such a straight-minded mind. All the emotions of happiness, anger, sorrow and joy were clearly engraved on my face, which would not hide my mood, I don’t know what is the advantage of guarding against people. When talking and doing things, they never take any thoughts, play any narrow-minded eyes, and do everything with psychological intuition temporarily, play blindly and regard ignorance as character, it’s quite comfortable and chic to make mistakes all day long. When I was idle, I still liked to write letters: the schemer came and went in a hurry, the calculating man didn’t smile, the powerful man put his arms inside, the confident man only had himself, the generous man had no mind and no thought, and the powerful man had no brain. To kill time and play. In this real life, in terms of work, I have indeed been fooled by many people, suffered losses from many people, and had a lot of leisure time over the years, I also caused myself a lot of trouble. Thanks to God, his old man loves me quite much. I’m sorry to arrange me, a fool, to bring me any big disaster, nor did I suffer any serious mental injury, no matter what annoying things you encounter, whether it is big or small, then you will be confused. To be honest, in this colorful crowd, I don’t know why God and his old man bless me, a big fool who won’t harm the society and others for years. Over the years, my childhood life has been neither popular nor popular, and my work has been full of twists and turns. However, my spiritual life is generally quite full, detached and comfortable. Follow the destiny, let nature take its course, and everything should follow the fate. This is not simply an idealistic statement, nor does it mean that I have to shirk the responsibility of being a human being, just because I am a social person, many things cannot be transferred by my own thoughts and will. Sometimes, when I ponder over myself carefully, I will naturally say to myself: I am quite vulgar in my heart. 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…

Reward book

Books nourish one’s nature, while books nourish one’s mind. It can not only improve people’s aesthetic taste and spiritual sentiment, but also achieve the purpose of strengthening physical fitness and maintaining and promoting health. Throughout the ages, there are many longevity stars among calligraphers, such as Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian and so on, who are well known to us, all at the age of 80 or 90. Sometimes, when you are free to think about it, not only those who study calligraphy and painting can prolong their life, but also those who often watch calligraphy and painting can prolong their life, which is also the way to keep in good health. Because watching calligraphy and painting, you will naturally have a good mood. There is a legend here that after Emperor Yangdi of Sui ascended the throne in ancient times, he indulged in the color of wine all day long, extravagant and extreme desire, and suffered from polydipsia over a long period of time, with dry mouth and tongue, and panic. Finding several famous doctors for diagnosis and treatment has never been effective. Once, Mo Yinxi, an imperial physician who was good at painting and calligraphy, looked at Emperor Yang’s look and tongue, and asked for a pen and paper instead of a prescription, he drew a picture of Meilin and snow scenery, dedicated to Emperor. Emperor Yangdi felt cold when he saw it. His tongue was filled with body fluid, and the disease of thirst was cured. From this perspective, human physiology and spirit are interdependent. Spiritual pleasure can promote physiological coordination and health. This is the relationship between heart and body. Heart is healthy, my body is healthy, and now I wish you a healthy body and mind, that’s the truth. It is not necessary to practice painting and calligraphy to appreciate painting and calligraphy. It is beneficial to understand painting and calligraphy as long as you can appreciate and love it. I usually like painting and calligraphy collection, including Shen Honggen, Zhu Xueda, Zhang Zhenzhao, Guan Jinghui and other famous calligraphers and painters, as well as calligraphers and painters in this city, which I have collected as treasure, it was mounted selectively and covered with my living room and bedroom, which not only decorated the room, but also made it easy to enjoy and browse frequently. When friends came to visit the house, there were different opinions and different opinions. Some said: hanging so many paintings and calligraphy is like selling paintings. Some said: hanging calligraphy and painting like this, it is very elegant, and looks really good! Anyway, I don’t know whether to choose or not. I always hang all kinds of calligraphy and painting like this, and I often change and hang all kinds of calligraphy and painting. From this, I feel new ideas, it’s enough to experience fun. Isn’t this the way to preserve one’s health? Watching calligraphy and painting has a pleasant feeling. According to my years of careful observation and speculation, watching calligraphy and painting can adjust people’s mood, and mood also adjusts the body. In the constant watching calligraphy and painting, the body will be healthier and healthier, which is an elegant art of keeping in good health. Sometimes when you are in a bad mood, you will feel much better when you look at the painting and calligraphy. When you slowly browse the painting and calligraphy, you will gradually throw away other troubles, making the painting and calligraphy seduce your heart, and then immerse yourself in the painting and calligraphy, you will enter a state of selflessness, and you will be in a good mood. No wonder when talking about painting and calligraphy collection and communication with his classmate Dane Gui, he said with emotion: collecting painting and calligraphy is a kind of spiritual enjoyment, and appreciating the painting and calligraphy hanging on the wall is a kind of spiritual enjoyment, even if the paintings and calligraphy are collected, I often take it out to enjoy it, and feel particularly good. I felt the same way after hearing this. Because my room is full of calligraphy and paintings, which are all mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, fish and insects, giving people a feeling of beauty. Especially on the north wall, there is a portrait of Maitreya Buddha who is happy. The title is that laughter can lead to peace, silence can lead to enlightenment, look up at the ancient and look down at the present. Getting up and having a look every morning and devoting yourself to the whole day’s work and life will bring a happy mood to this day; Going home and having a look every night, all the unprovoked troubles will be left behind and the joy will be left behind, I will sleep soundly this night. Walking out of the small area of the living room collected by the family, walking to the office of the unit or the corridor of other places, sometimes the colorful paintings and calligraphy come into view, and people often stop to watch and appreciate with delight, discussion, the mood will naturally relax a lot, will be better and better. Occasionally, you will go to all kinds of painting and calligraphy exhibition halls. At this time, you will see a wide variety of paintings and calligraphy and enjoy a very happy mood, which is the function of painting and calligraphy to nourish the heart and preserve health. Appreciating Calligraphy and painting can bring people wonderful enjoyment, adjust people’s emotions and cultivate people’s sentiment. I have visited some calligraphy and painting exhibitions, and often heard some visitors say involuntarily that who painted it? Really good! Every time I hear such a voice, I will naturally turn my eyes to him sincerely and fall into deep thinking, because these words naturally permeate the wonderful spiritual enjoyment brought by books and paintings. Therefore, if you often appreciate painting and calligraphy, you will feel the spiritual rendering in painting and calligraphy, which is cultivated by elegant art imperceptibly. Regular appreciation of calligraphy and painting can cultivate sentiment and make people elegant; Can eliminate troubles and make people healthy; May we enjoy calligraphy and painting as much as we can, and express our love to calligraphy and painting, take appreciation of calligraphy and painting as pleasure and enjoy ourselves, complacent Kang. 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…

Thank

Before the sun climbed to the horizon early in the morning and the smoke of every family rose, I started my day’s work. Cold and summer festivals are repeated, never stop, and do not feel tired. In my consciousness, the sky is blue and the wind is amiable; The clouds are romantic and the streams are clear; The earth is benevolent and the rain and snow are pure; the world is kind and human feelings are warm. The existence of the whole world is the truth, and people in this world are all marching forward for this truth. Facing the sunrise, I felt that I had a pair of steel and iron bones, which drove me to work without stopping for a moment according to the unbearable passion. When one thing is just finished, another thing will be picked up. It will start and end meticulously, fearing that the fleeting time will turn into a euphemistic farewell from the sunset in a flash, turning the progress of the day into a sigh of regret; facing the red sun that can be achieved by the three poles, I feel that people all over the world are shaking hands and talking with each other. Only when I have to catch up with a long distance can I arrive, this not only makes me ashamed, but also makes me work harder; Facing the scorching sun, I feel that I have the potential to do everything. Sweat can be wiped off, fatigue can be resisted, short rest, everything can continue, firmly believe that what the hot sun gives me is only a cup of confusion, and the loss of time is my fault. The air is so clear and mellow, the world is so beautiful, and the world of mortals is so fascinating. Before we had time to think about everything, we got on the right track one day with rules to follow. Just like a child growing up day by day, he breathed fresh air to his heart’s content, tried hard to stretch his arms, grew his body, and looked at everything around him with novelty, the screening ability and adaptability are naturally formed in the subtle influence. Believing in the birth of a life is never inevitable. One by one chance made you, me and others become one of the intelligent human beings, so gratitude is a kind of kindness, and there is no objection. The fact is so simple, and life is so wonderful. Being a person and doing things with a grateful attitude will not waste the last time in the afterlife. Believe in the beauty of the world, believe in the colorful halo of life; Believe in love is power, believe in responsibility is navigation mark. Endurance will promote wisdom, and wisdom will give you a happy life. In my life, I am always alive and vigorous. I do things quickly and never muddle along. I was not afraid of the stars and the moon, nor was I afraid of the black light; I was hungry and simply pulled a mouthful of rice. I was thirsty and drank a gourd of water. I slept in bed for many years after I was sleepy. This has always been the case. I don’t know when I started to find myself falling in love with sleeping late. I always feel that time flies too fast. Before many things start, the sunset brings dusk. Tired, lazy and rushing in, I don’t want to give in, so when the sleep mode is turned on, pick up the phone, walk through the virtual world, in the words of you and me, trying to get the spiritual food that belongs to your own lack in the comprehension between the lines. However, it is really too sleepy. The thinking space often becomes dissociated, mixing today and yesterday together, combining scattered notes and doing unorganized movements. I think I am trying to retain something, what do you want to treasure or insist on, but my will is not firm enough; There is another question, about the problem of getting up early with less sleep, I will be silent desperately, I think silence is more coverable than explanation, because I don’t want to draw a final conclusion for my behavior at this time. It’s too difficult about which one is more suitable for me to go to bed early and stay late, I have been trying to find cases that make me convinced, so every specific and vivid life interface is presented in my mind one by one, but finally I still haven’t found a satisfactory answer that makes me give up. Sleeping late is a bad habit, I know. No matter for the body or the law of life, it is a kind of damage, so that the overall internal and external environment of the individual will be disordered. But why should I sleep late? I don’t know when I started to find myself falling in love with loneliness. When I met a lot of people, I always felt that enthusiasm was a little redundant. I liked to smile lightly and lean on the inconspicuous position. Then I turned my eyes to their sharp edge and waves, smiling at the ups and downs of the wind. Don’t want to show, don’t want to grab at the forefront, change the previous pioneer role; When something happens, always feel calm, less impulse more into buffer. After years of sharpening and fetters of life, how many edges and corners do I have? After experiencing the warmth and coldness of life, the noisy streets and tides rise and fall; Touching the desolation of the world and perceiving the insignificance and humbleness of human beings, how much passion do I have? And who tell? Perhaps silence is to return to the true nature of life, and there is no need to complain about it. Default to the past, look at today, is there any tomorrow that has not come? I don’t know when I started to find that I fell in love with words. Is it because the material foundation is superimposed day by day that spiritual life has room for improvement? It is because of the opportunity to stretch the charm of a form of expression which is inherent different from physical expression under the mental perception and refinement of the taste of rolling, that is, the combination of pen and experience produces words? Or take advantage of the convenience of mobile phones to browse the web space in a few minutes. The enchanting essay is just like the yellow skimming of spring, and the melody of spring is spinning in the bottom of the heart; The interesting epigram forum is just like the bright stars in the sky, which makes people silent and powerful. Or the long night, in the mode of silence, open the space and tap the keyboard of the mobile phone with dexterous fingers to write the sound in the bottom of the heart. Ambition and longing, Love and Tears, hate and drunkenness, frustration and success can all be presented without facial expression. Therefore, it should be corrected to be clear whether there is a direction after thinking about living, the action will have a good effect, No doubt. Sometimes it resonates with others when discussing with others, but most of the time it is you who talk with yourself. You are your judge and you are your presiding judge, which is as simple as that. I also understand when talking about childishness and craziness, just like people who can’t write like shouting and shouting, and those who can write are stupid. Because cannot empathetic. Words can not only carry the heart, but also form a tacit understanding with all kinds of voices. I don’t know when I started to fall in love with it. He is small and thin, and he is mainly engaged in the occupation of physical labor. I always want to spare time to talk with words and make friends when I am busy and free. The space is wide and wide, and the market is full of troubles. I like contradictions and appreciate the hardship of life. Look back life antecedents, like Yellow River with Gap have occurred, and a long time can not let go. However, human beings are just like the grass buds in spring, and the riverbed after the rainstorm in summer will start at once. Therefore, thanks to life, thanks to vitality, believe in vitality of life, and dominate your own life. 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…

And poetry

Having an affair with poetry article/The modern poetry I read in Ji Yue University impressed me most is this sentence: my loneliness is a long snake, and the reason why it is profound may be that: at that time, Liao Liao’s loneliness in his heart was like a cold and long snake. Now I read this poem again, but I realized that the passionate lovesickness snake in the poem walked gently from the dream like moonlight, holding a crimson flower. It is said that this poem is the inspiration that Feng Zhi stole from a painting, in which there should be a long Medusa holding a crimson flower bar. However, this snake unexpectedly became the poet’s lonely image, and was also imagined as an amazing flower from the dream. This cold painting created this mysterious poem. When I was a child, I read poems, just like my daughter’s sleeping in spring with music, but she didn’t know what it meant. When I was reading poetry in junior high school, I remembered the saying that when I saw cattle and sheep in the wind and grass, I seemed to have experienced the grassland customs in the western region. When I was reading poetry in high school, a good friend read “farewell Cambridge” to me. He felt the slight phonology beauty of the text, but could not appreciate the melancholy love in the soft waves of kanghe River. When I read poems in college and listened to the recitation tape of poems, I began to yearn for the freshness in the sparkling eyes like wind and grass. I was moved with my broad shoulders to support the true feelings in the blue sky. It was not until teaching that I deeply understood the mixed feelings contained in a word, a word, a sentence and even a poem in the process of repeatedly chanting, reading, reading and evaluating. It is the words of poetry, the appreciation of poetry and my own comprehension that make poetry have a faint projection in My Heart Lake. Now, when I read poems occasionally, I have another State of Mind: From the beautiful image of the Lotus which reflects the sun to sitting alone in the dark clouds, playing the piano and roaring. People in the deep forest don’t know the deep charm of the bright moon, as well as the soul reflection of the cold pond crossing the crane shadow and the Cold Moon Burying Flowers, moreover, a tune song sung because of your leaving has become a wonderful metaphor of the glorious fortune in the play, which makes me realize the purest thinking about life contained in the poem. I never thought that I would walk with the poem, but I naturally held hands with it in the depth of love and in the real place. This hand was due to a moment, however, it will eventually have an affair with poetry. The modern poetry I read in Ji Yue University impressed me most is this sentence: my loneliness is a long snake, and the reason why it is profound may be that: at that time, Liao Liao’s loneliness in his heart was like a cold and long snake. Now I read this poem again, but I realized that the passionate lovesickness snake in the poem walked gently from the dream like moonlight, holding a crimson flower. It is said that this poem is the inspiration that Feng Zhi stole from a painting, in which there should be a long Medusa holding a crimson flower bar. However, this snake unexpectedly became the poet’s lonely image, and was also imagined as an amazing flower from the dream. This cold painting created this mysterious poem. When I was a child, I read poems, just like my daughter’s sleeping in spring with music, but she didn’t know what it meant. When I was reading poetry in junior high school, I remembered the saying that when I saw cattle and sheep in the wind and grass, I seemed to have experienced the grassland customs in the western region. When I was reading poetry in high school, a good friend read “farewell Cambridge” to me. He felt the slight phonology beauty of the text, but could not appreciate the melancholy love in the soft waves of kanghe River. When I read poems in college and listened to the recitation tape of poems, I began to yearn for the freshness in the sparkling eyes like wind and grass. I was moved with my broad shoulders to support the true feelings in the blue sky. It was not until teaching that I deeply understood the mixed feelings contained in a word, a word, a sentence and even a poem in the process of repeatedly chanting, reading, reading and evaluating. It is the words of poetry, the appreciation of poetry and my own comprehension that make poetry have a faint projection in My Heart Lake. Now, when I read poems occasionally, I have another State of Mind: From the beautiful image of the Lotus which reflects the sun to sitting alone in the dark clouds, playing the piano and roaring. People in the deep forest don’t know the deep charm of the bright moon, as well as the soul reflection of the cold pond crossing the crane shadow and the Cold Moon Burying Flowers, moreover, a tune song sung because of your leaving has become a wonderful metaphor of the glorious fortune in the play, which makes me realize the purest thinking about life contained in the poem. I never thought that I would walk with the poem, but I naturally held hands with it in the depth of love and in the real place. This hand was due to a moment, but I will give praise eventually (Prose editor: dancing alone with rain) 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…