My heart

How many beautiful hopes do you bring to the place where the sun is rising; Where the sun is setting, there are actually sweet dreams; Where the sun is rising, how many muddy sorrows do you have to think about? Facing the rising sun together, it is as beautiful and open as xiangyanghua …… an and Cavalry’s xiangyanghua is my favorite song. Not only because of its cadence and softness, but also because of its ingenious combination of heroic and gentle. Moreover, because of the quiet and unique voice and the distinctive rap of cavalrymen, the whole song is unique. Of course, what’s more important is that its lyrics are particularly inspirational! I am like listening to music very much, because I know that behind every song, there is a mood and implication belonging to the creator. Listen to a song, listen to its words, understand its feelings, and the melody in the song is the soul of the musician. Listening to different music in different situations will bring different feelings and moods. For example, when writing words, you can choose to listen to some light music of classical style to make your heart quiet and empty; When you are alone at home, you can listen to some more soothing or lyric songs, it is like tasting the ease and comfort of the quiet years in a cup of tea. And when I drive alone in the roundabout of trees in the courtyard every morning and evening, and on the curved and narrow path, I just like to listen to some music with distinct rhythm. Since work, every day has been spent in tension and enrichment. Therefore, I regard the time of driving on the road as the most leisure and entertainment time. Driving and listening to songs, my tranquil heart murmured in the dim scenery of Spring; My wandering thoughts turned around in the time and space without shore …… I don’t know when to start, I gradually began to have the taste of the legendary female Man. In other words, my nature is a person who yearns for passion and boldness, so I am not willing to miss the baptism of life experience, but just stay in the greenhouse to waste. Everyone is an independent individual with the right and freedom to pursue ideals. What life wants must be supported by faith. As long as the belief is firm, why do you care whether others praise or sigh? Why fear the wind or rain on the way? In fact, there are many ways to live. It doesn’t matter which way you choose to live. What matters is that which way of life is easier for you to find the passion and motivation of life. I think youth is capital, which is a symbol of vitality and a blooming of passion. Young life should be positive and upward. Even in the face of ups and downs and failures, they will not fear and retreat, or even dare to challenge and become more and more brave! Because they are young, they have dreams; Because they are young, they are brave; And because they are young, they are not afraid of suffering. As long as the heart is not barren, it can be seen as smooth. Most of the time, you feel tired, not because of too many difficulties on the road, but because you forget where to go. All fruits used to be flowers, but not all flowers could become fruits. Just like everyone was once young, but not every young person can succeed because of struggle. For what you want to do, try your best to do it. You don’t have to worry about whether you can reach the peak in the end. The most important thing in life is to feel the process of struggle and living, not the result. There is no need to think too much about life, because no one can budget what will happen next second. What we need to do is to grasp the present moment and think about life as a journey. We have to go high and low. No matter how far the road is, it will eventually reach the other shore. Nine times out of ten unsatisfactory life, the key is how you treat it! As long as the heart is strong, the world is vast. Nothing can beat us. The more life is full of tests, the more we have to fight against each other to the end, just like that Yanghua plant, which is full of wind and rain without lowering our heads. You can send good hope to others, but never forget that you should also work hard. Nobody’s life is moving forward in a fixed mode. Looking at life, every angle has its unique beauty, but we lack the consciousness of finding beautiful eyes and changing angles at the right time! For me, the present life is the best state. Not only can I do my favorite job in the department I like, but more importantly, now I can finally avoid the lovesickness between the two places and the beloved one. And our children, although they have to travel and take care of their children at the same time of work, they are all accompanied by a family of three. Is this a kind of happiness? At least, this is the life I want. Towards the place where the sun rises, accept the baptism of every stage of life happily with the calmness of a sunflower. No pain of annoyance, less greed, as long as the mood is cheerful, it will be spring flowers. QQ:1956930265 Communication Group: 122385678/344949777 like (prose editor: Rain dancing alone) spring snow elimination 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 you

The drizzle in midsummer is trickle, just like the petals that have been scattered in your heart, waving one after another, wet your memory, and the line of Friendship connects me and you. According to your appointment, I will accompany you all the way. You don’t know where to start. Standing by the bridge, your eyes stare at the distance but you are silent. I know that the distance you look at affectionately must be the direction your butterfly flies. You said you were lonely, you said you felt old, but I couldn’t understand your words. I only remembered your humor and helpless eyes after getting drunk. After the rain, the maple forest has a secluded path, and the light wind cannot understand the raindrops on the green leaves for a long time. Just like I can’t understand you, I know I am not your friend, I only accompany you through the wind, through the rain, wandering with you all the way. I saw the drizzle on the lake, and the ripples dispersed layer by layer. The waves come and go. Your eyes look like the lake water. I can’t understand you for a long time, but I still accompany you silently. I pray for you with my everlasting sincerity and friendship: come back quickly, the mermaid in your heart! I will accompany you in the rainy season, in the drizzle River, under the umbrella of blue flowers, I still keep out the wind and rain for you; The Lake light and mountain color dilute a little chill; The silent footsteps came from the wind, that’s me and you wandering all the way. The mountain is silent and the water is silent. Your thoughts are the same as before, and your concerns are still the same. Your mermaid, please come back to you quickly! At that time, under the blue flower umbrella, I would turn around gracefully, wave my hand, leave quietly, with a smile floating away. In the quiet night of summer night, you under the moon, can you hear the melodious sound of Xiao from the distant mountain? It must convey my friendship as always! 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…

Sitting alone

Sitting alone in the late autumn, holding your head high, the sky is flowing like clouds, no longer rolling like tide; Lowering your head, the river valley is flowing like a gentle girl; Staring at the mountains, covered with a layer of faint hazy; Looking back at the years, people are drifting and. Sitting alone in the late autumn, the Sunset flowing gold through the golden leaves, streaming my autumn face, idle heart countless times outside the centrifugal door, thinking about the years passing by, with the sunset to the long distance, after several struggles, after several twists and turns, the wind, flowers, snow and moon in my heart are winding like clouds and smoke. It is getting farther and farther. I sit alone in late autumn and look at the vast blue sky from afar. Once the wind and clouds surged. After a flash of electric light, there, it’s hard to send the feelings in the cloud, and how desolate and melancholy it is, with the sound of wild goose to escape to the sky, but the flow of water is falling, and they are all laughing. Sitting alone in the late autumn, there was no wind rising in the sun, and pieces of withered leaves were dancing lightly. Finally, they fell to the ground and became injured. The Dream was broken at the moment of falling. A song of eternal sorrow was repeated, and two lines fell quietly, the exciting years have already become history. Once I joined hands with my friends and became strangers. After years of dust, how many fleeting past events have been sealed. Sitting alone in the late autumn, outside the pavilion, I raised a cup to recite poems to the moon. The small dishes in the table turned into wisps of green soul and rose slowly. The objects in the cup rolled and surged the past, filled with the passion of singing for a long time: Holding, cover your face to relive the time like water; Hold half of the Wolf Hao, let the past of the world overfill your heart; Show a foot of plain silk, with silky silk flowing into your heart. Even though I was forgotten by the stranger, even though my eyes were gradually dim and once permeated into my heart, I was still soul-stirring, splashed with books and notes, just like the gentle and clear waves on the surface of the lake, which were so glittering and beautiful. Sitting alone in the late autumn, like a hook of the moon hanging on the cold sky, the hazy cold light flowing silently on the empty Earth, pouring out the joys and sorrows and sorrows to the world. The Flowing Light poured down from the mast of the boat on the river, rushing eastward with the surging river. The snow disappeared 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…

Casual does not

Most people see sweet happiness. Only oneself knows that everything is false. Every family has a hard book to read, and everyone has a hard heart. Each pair has its own troubles, so it is best to carry everything by yourself. I am particularly tired of listening to other people’s trivial matters, especially unwilling to let others know my own bad things, and just feel embarrassed. Don’t want to put all the embarrassment in front of others for everyone to see. Who can feel the same sadness? It seems that I am not so patient when listening to other people’s things, let alone those meaningless people who listen to their own things are just jokes at most. They are even more reluctant to bring their messy bad emotions to the people around them. Why should they worry about themselves? From childhood to adulthood, my temper made my family disgusted. They all said that I had a bad temper. My mother even quarreled with me for several times and was angry and crying. I tried to beat me for several times and then held back. So, fortunately, the number of times being beaten is still quite small. In school, too, I fought with my classmates from time to time and never knew that I could bear it. Now, I am about to be 20 years old, but I still have such a virtue. I am naughty and self-willed. I only care about myself when doing things. I am self-centered, picking troubles and trying to be brave. Who can accept me like this. Someone said that I was the Princess’s illness and the servant girl’s life. Yes, how appropriate. I am thinking, why do I use this question? This sentence was in my mind for a moment, so I typed directly. Friends, relatives, classmates or lovers will eventually be separated or not. Fate Bale. It may seem to follow the destiny, but how can the world fully fulfill its wish? If you think too much, you will make mistakes eventually, but you will still realize some truth. Noisy, plain, what on earth is better? After experiencing it, you will know it. Maybe you should use your whole life to comprehend it. In fact, we can also make no noise or noise. However, it is also difficult, and it is not possible to rely on one person. Therefore, most of them are exchanged. Dear, let’s go to war, the War of the Cold War. A sentence on the lips is that life is like a table of dishes, with all kinds of ups and downs. Now think about it, love is a play that we always desire but can’t guess. It seems to see hope, but it will suddenly come to a big turn, maybe …… maybe after that, it has not yet reached the end. Seeing such a sentence, I always believe that love is a ray. As long as it meets the right starting point, it will spread in a clear direction. That’s just in fairy tales. Who knows what obstacles will be encountered during this period. It is always up to me to decide whether to break up or not. In fact, it is always you who dominate. What unexpected difficulties are there between the so-called thoughts. It’s loose, it’s all good, it’s not loose, it’s not good. In fact, we all know that it is not good to break up, and it is good to not break up. Therefore, the separation and non-separation between thoughts are just self-willed. Maybe it will never be mature, but it will grow up eventually. Therefore, everything needs careful consideration so that you may not regret it. However, I have had enough of my temper and character. How can others endure it? People live for only a few decades. Why do they have to suffer themselves? Why do they feel so sad every day, angry and unhappy? Is it worth it? Why not live happily all the time. I know I can’t go back, but I can still regain that kind of courage. Another night, I didn’t know what nonsense I was talking about. I just missed someone very much, loved someone very much, but hurt someone. 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…

Met

In the spring two years ago, I came to Langzhong, which I had never heard of before. In the spring one year ago, I dared to write down my feelings about Langzhong for the first time. This year, it was another spring. After I tasted all the tastes of life, I finally got my wish and returned to the Langzhong which had been separated for a long time. Maybe I have an indissoluble bond with spring, no, maybe it should be more accurate to say that I have an indissoluble bond with Langzhong in spring. Spring is the season for everything to recover. Langzhong is the place where my dream begins. Langzhong in spring is the starting point of my new life and the turning point of the old and new life. It is because she carries too many stories and deposits too many joys and sorrows. Therefore, as a stranger, I love her more and maintain her. People often ask me if there is anything you want to miss in such a place where birds don’t shit. If you don’t understand it, you don’t explain it. At most, you just say that she is a 5A-class national tourist city, it is one of the four ancient cities in China, with profound history and culture. Therefore, they searched all the introductions about Langzhong, and my dear mother was one of them. More than half a month ago, my mother accompanied me to stay in Langzhong for a few days. The spring is full, with sunshine, flowers, birds and the long-lost warmth. When I went out for a walk with my mother, I met two grandmothers who were over 70 years old, my mother tried to learn more about Langzhong from these older people, so she sat down and talked for a long time. Because of the dissimilarity of language and the disharmony of culture, we finally get little information scattered, which absolutely cannot support the reason why I love Langzhong. I have to say that you are biased, but my mother says that I am biased. Maybe we are all biased. Therefore, I lost my prejudice, my preconceived ideas and treated them plainly. Once I met him in spring, which gave me hope in spring, and also brought me back to the starting point in spring. It was really helpless that fate was so arranged. However, if there is destiny, there will be no chance to go, and the breeze will send white clouds. It was fate to meet. No matter what my mother said was not worth it or what Hengmei in my eyes was, she was so real. Why should we be divided into uncle Bozhong and talk about right or wrong? Spring is coming. When I stepped on the land in Langzhong again, she had already blossomed into a flower, which was the most beautiful gift to meet. I have always been a stubborn person, and I still can’t help saying: I like spring, because in my subconscious mind, there will always be slight melancholy and sadness, for the ups and downs of life, for the reunion and separation. I like Langzhong, because there are jobs I love, lovely people and the warmth of belonging here. 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…

Way

(1) most of the things are limited, and the so-called infinite can only be to some extent. The term of the year has passed, and the time dimension of the year has opened the door. I met and lost all the way. A well-written story has never been deduced. There were also high-profile swearing and endless emphasis, and later they were bluffing; There were also new departures, and later they were silent endurance, deep-rooted marks and self-response. The rhythm of every winter morning contains thick and thin hair, cold breeze, thoughts precipitated by baptism, and the complex of thinking like broken old books with faint moisture and dew. Holding a pen in hand, thinking of some people, some things, some written sentences. Winter in the South, cold bone erosion. The trees on the street are still green, but they reveal desolation, dust and exhaustion. Weekend break, mostly alone, single cycle with a piece of music, quiet and melancholy. Those faded things, those who went away, were clear and vague across the river of time. The so-called love has to be, but it is just shallow love, deeply hidden. Keeping the silence of the night, the flowers of fantasy are light and shallow. Look through the dusty books on the bookshelf, sketch a poem, and exchange for an unknown arrival. Chapters intermittent, dismay and quietly wait for, give up time old,, give up clouds flower falls, give up those accompanying scenery. Time is not old, we are not separated, it is a good wish, but time is really not old, but we are no longer young. Landscape between, clear. Standing near the window, holding his cheek with one hand, banished his heart to the distant place. (Ii) the imprint of time is on the mottled walls of memory. The sunshine in the afternoon warms the ancient trees and vines, and the shadowy silhouette accumulates the whole old walls. Those speculated panic were deposited in the noisy sound. Every sensitive nerve touches the flow of blood. How many old days are treasured. Wooden bookshelves with some debris falling down, neat books, randomly selected one to read, word by word, recorded the dribs and drabs of the world of mortals and those plain feelings. My closed heart lost my waiting. (3) meet all the way, lose all the way, think about yourself, and wait persistently for an unexpected prosperity. Lean against the corner of the wall and sleep on your knees. Quiet time, quiet and dark life. At the corner of time, your figure is gradually moving away, leaving only deep and shallow footprints. Life, do not forget your original heart, can always find your original self. Those words that have made efforts to weave their minds reveal clear lines. The world is stable, and there are many times when I am worried about giving new words, pretending to be sad spring and hurt autumn. Now, I admire the bright eyes at the beginning. In the old days, when we let down and despair, we were full of complaints. After all, we were covered with bruises and couldn’t live with pain. I also learned to forget, learn to let go, about those unwilling and regretful. The diary of the past and the textbook of childhood were lost in the corner of the old house. If you make a wish in previous years, you will have everything immediately. A year has passed, and this wish has become the wish of the coming year, with some permission to laugh and feel sad. I remember the dream I wrote at the corner of the table when I was reading, which now runs in the opposite direction and goes further and further. In fact, it is not unreasonable to fall in love with words, but just get used to sadness. Calm down in desperation and forget the shining possibility. Every time I look to the sun, I work hard, and I still try my best to expect an unexpected prosperity. QQ:2602785763 author: gu ying author: like writing essays mood words, a standard 90, quite puzzled, want to know one’s work, heart and floating: world that no large, I want to see it. 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…

Alley

There is an alley where I live. It is a small road on the main road, which is very remote. I seldom take this road because it is narrow and partial. In the white crane town of Shanghai, there are many small streets and alleys, many old houses, densely populated and numerous houses. Today, I had nothing to do and walked to this remote alley. Out of curiosity and exploration, I went in. What surprised me was that in this alley, many young women with heavy make-up were sitting in front of their houses. Most of them looked like thirty or forty years old, and their clothes were extremely exposed. They sat on the stool at the door, looking left and right. I approached them, and their eyes seemed to see the prey. They winked at me and whistled in their mouths, which was a wave of seduction to me. I was shocked, and soon I thought of it. These naughty women are what people call prostitutes. They shouted, or? I didn’t answer. I just wanted to leave soon. I didn’t want to do such a thing. One is that I am afraid of getting some venereal diseases. I don’t want to betray my soul when I am 20 years old. It is normal for people to have sexual desire, but I don’t want to go away on this windy and snowy night. Looking at them, I really have something to ask them to come. They are selling their bodies and tarnish their souls. Women are born with a good capital. A good body can be exchanged for gold and silver treasures, even the whole world. Prostitutes use their bodies to make a living. They don’t need to work, but just lie on the bed to make men happy, and then the men obediently take out money. Prostitutes have existed since ancient times. All those who can make money have been used. They just saw men’s demands for sexual desire. In ancient times, this was also a profession, but most of those women were not their own wishes. Some of them were abducted, some were used by family members to pay debts, and some were wandering and helpless, some are in urgent need of money at home. In the ancient feudal society, women still paid much attention to chastity, so they generally learned a skill of playing and singing, specializing in performing and not selling themselves. They accompanied the Childe to eat, drink, play and have fun. At most, they pinched breasts and touched hips. Others are specially used to sleep with men. They have no skills and can only make money with their bodies. Now, look at the prostitutes who still exist, they actually live on it. I think they represent out of laziness, want something for nothing, a business can give a 100 or 200, this comparable day hard work to the faster. Besides, they also have sexual desire. They are stronger than men. Do they satisfy others and fill themselves. They seem to have no sense of shame, and their eyes are full of money and desire. Since there are people doing this business, there are many consumers. I don’t know if they have wives and children. They are old and young, beautiful and ugly. Driven by sexual desire, they find these women to have a good time. I really don’t know whether they gave birth to the market of sexual desire, or the market of sexual desire gave birth to them. I saw their shiny faces. They were really not ashamed, just like normal occupations. I was really speechless. I saw all the women in that alley. Don’t they have their own husbands? Are they doing it secretly or do their family members know it? I don’t know, if they do this kind of thing secretly, will she treat her husband? Her husband knew if he would kill her and divorce her. If her family knew that she was doing such a thing, then how foolish her family was, letting her wife be ravaged by other men. I thought of a neighbor in my family, whose owner had a son and a daughter. When her daughter grew up to fifteen or sixteen years old, she went out to work, but later she unexpectedly became a prostitute. The news soon spread out in the village. We were all ashamed of his daughter, but he didn’t stop her from doing this. He also said that the money was faster and it was not hard. We are all shocked. Is this his own daughter? Later, his daughter had been in her twenties and reached the age of talking about marriage, but none of them came to Blind Date. Her affair had already spread outside the village, who guy is willing to marry a prostitute to go home. Later, there was no way to do it. He said that he didn’t want to pay for the bride’s gift or pay for the money. Then he got married. The family was really not good, so he settled down like this. Nowadays, she is suffering from diseases, and her body is full of abscess. She also has many diseases in her lower body, so she can’t give birth, which is so sad. A few years later, his son also got married. A few years later, her wife also did this kind of thing, Hearing that the villagers said that she was forced to do it by her husband, I really felt sad for him and could do everything for money. 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…

Heart

Learn to enjoy a life that can let us live with the circumstances with an attitude of keeping pace with the circumstances. When I was eager to meet many years ago, I wanted to meet many years later, I met a lot, and what I heard seemed to be more beautiful and poetic than what I saw. Those things that I didn’t know but really wanted to know: The holiday days were always very fast, it seemed that I just slept a little longer, and it was only one or two in the afternoon. This can be said to be a three autumn day! How can you feel that most of the things you have done are meaningful and not muddle along. So some things that I don’t know but don’t want to know: what on earth do I do, so that I can be more comfortable and lazy, without worrying about my laziness, the breeding of laziness will ruin my studies and miss my long journey. There is no need to feel guilty and blame myself. Even if the sky falls down, I will have a good sleep first. What kind of self-study, those who attend classes, write questions and work all disappear. There are some things that I don’t know now and may know later: What is my future, what kind of future I will meet, what kind of life I will live, what kind of people and things I will encounter, whether I meet more right and wrong or plain, I will still do my own thing in the future, or more than now, less than others, or more flattery and devotion than ordinary people. A lot of things that I don’t know now and I won’t know in the future: what kind of impression my behaviors and performances give to others on earth, and what kind of dissatisfaction they will bring to them, very dissatisfied or a little satisfied, or a little more satisfied? These are all things I don’t know now, but these are their inner activities. How could I know them? Maybe there is no need to know them. And what I don’t know now whether I will know in the future: what kind of understanding will I have when I look back on my current life and study in the future, what is more is regret, calm, and still can’t help laughing full of sweetness. I’m not sure if I will know these in the future, I don’t know whether I have such patience and leisure to think about these promises many years later. Therefore, the conclusion is as follows. If I continue to follow this trend, I find that I am likely to truly fulfill such a sentence: when I was a freshman, I knew that I didn’t know, sophomore doesn’t know that he doesn’t know, junior doesn’t know that he knows, senior knows that he knows. I don’t remember who said it: Don’t worry, because we will all become cautious people in the end. When we stand on the cliff of dreams and want to glide more beautiful, no matter how anxious or scared we are, we can’t rush forward immediately, because then we can’t fly, when everything is ready, we just need to wait quietly, wait quietly, and the wind comes. Only when the wind comes can we let ourselves fly and let ourselves fly like an eagle in the long sky. Standing where there is light, we think we can bluff. In fact, it is because we are all afraid of being alone. Many people said that we should fight for our dreams. However, later on, we didn’t dare to say that we still had dreams. We only dared to say that we still had wishes, because it was no big deal if the wishes were shattered, however, if the dream is shattered, it will be unbearable, although these two statements are not much different. You should live a happy life with your willingly attitude. A writer I like very much wrote the next sentence I like very much: a person’s memory is like a city, time corrodes all buildings, sand all tall buildings and roads. If you don’t go forward, you will be buried by sand. So I burst into tears, but I was willful and unwilling to turn back. Many of my reluctance would make me have to learn to turn back step by step, but I still had to choose to move forward. What is clear is that you can’t change yourself without hesitation, because if you change too much, you will no longer be your original self, your true self, and your original everything, it will eventually fail to live up to its original expectations. In the morning or in the quiet night, a person is in love with reading the calendar every day, because many things should be remembered, so many things need to be marked. 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…

World

My mother called me last night, saying that there was a little thing that needed me to go there, and asked me to take my two sons to lunch by the way. It seemed that the little thing was just an introduction, thinking that my two treasures were real. Early in the morning, just washed the clothes, my mother called a few more, thinking that the matter was not urgent, so she didn’t answer it, but she didn’t dare to delay. After finishing the housework, they greeted the two little guys to hurry to their mother’s home. It took a few minutes to get there. According to the rules, turn left and go uphill to see home. Today, my mother was an exception. Unexpectedly, she was waiting at the corner. There was an old woman along with her mother’s aunt who was of the same age. I didn’t look carefully when I focused on the road. The car stopped in front of the steps, and all my sons jumped down. I turned around and saw that my aunt, who was of the same age as my mother, didn’t know each other, and that white-haired woman was familiar? I was in a trance in my mind and suddenly remembered that there was no aunt who was my eunuch’s sister. I had to call her aunt. This aunt is 88 years old, at least 20 years different from her eunuch. She is the eldest sister of her eunuch. She married dozens of miles away from each other and rarely met several times a year, sometimes I can’t remember Ma Daha. I called my aunt and wanted to figure out why I stood by the roadside waiting with my mother. She was not very familiar with my mother? After asking carefully, I realized that the one who accompanied her was not an aunt, but the daughter of the aunt. I had to call her sister. Her name was Wen, and she was entitled to call her sister Wen. According to sister Wen, my aunt always thought about her brother-in-law and aunt (that is, parents-in-law) who always wanted to come and see, and she didn’t come for her aunt’s birthday. Last time she came here on lunar January, after having dinner (our daughter had to return to peace at the beginning of Lunar January this Spring Festival), we left with the car. Now I haven’t come for so long, and I really miss it so much that I can’t sleep at night. It happened that sister Wen had something to do at her home early in the morning, so she pestered sister Wen to send it over by electric car. But when the electric car drove to my mother’s Road, there was no electricity, so I left the car in a family I knew to charge. I walked at least 500 meters to my mother’s house and asked my mother to call me again and again, so that I can take it. After listening to sister Wen’s narration, she immediately turned around and sent her mother and daughter back to my home. On the way, aunt kept nagging around her ears! Old! I can’t remember the way, so I need to send me a text. Who says no? My eldest sister-in-law really didn’t remember the way. I remembered that when my eunuch was born in October last year, she came alone and almost lost it. It was our whole family who went out to find it with great difficulty, because things happened suddenly, I also published some comments about those who like to write words, so I still remember them. The love and concern in this world made this aunt who had a bad memory willing to risk being lost and come to her eunuch’s house. It seems that if the wish is not as good as the wish, the meal is not fragrant and it is difficult to sleep at night. These feelings in the world always make people give up. Everyone is the same! No matter from family affection, love, friendship or even hometown affection, people always talk about it in their hearts. That attachment will go deep into the bone marrow and accompany people for their whole life. It is because of affection that the world derives colorful world and tastes deep warmth. If love is gone, is it indifferent? A few days ago, a murder happened in the neighboring town. The husband in his prime killed his wife who was seven years younger than him cruelly. The reason was just because his wife cheated and asked for divorce. The man became angry from embarrassment and thought that his wife could be so ruthless, then I would be meaningless. But what he didn’t expect was that when he took others’ lives, he would also pay a heavy price? Although he surrendered himself, what was waiting for him would be boundless darkness! What should parents do to give birth to them? And how pitiful their young children are to lose their parents? If he loses his mind, he must be annoyed! I remember that Brother Yun, a netizen, passed away suddenly because one of his close friends was ill. He published a speech about how heartbreaking happiness it was for someone who was reluctant to give up in his heart! Why didn’t this man think about those unwilling people, the so-called heartbreaking happiness before committing the crime? There are also those people who can’t refuse all kinds of temptations in the red wine, and abandon their husbands (wives) and children to take risks regardless of all emotions or even survive. Finally, they only taste the bitter fruit. Think more about these feelings that cannot be abandoned! Love is the only thing in the world, life is meaningful, and in the end, there is no regret. These feelings in the world are just like how many affectionate people are tied by invisible threads. I had lunch from my mother and came back with the two-hour guy. However, after having dinner, my aunt hurriedly stepped on the way home regardless of our retention. When they were sent back to my mother, my sister-in-law leaned on my shoulder as if talking to herself, or telling me that she could finally fall asleep tonight! And I suddenly seemed to understand the feeling. 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…

Ideal

I will give you news on Wednesday and Thursday! This is the words given by the interviewer after the written examination of the TV newspaper office. He told me that it was quite busy to publish on Tuesday, so the result would be later. Although it will be late, my heart is bright and clear. Just because of the several-day answer sheet, confidence has made the ability have a qualitative improvement. On the first day of work, when I opened the Qingdao Radio and Television newspaper, a feeling of intimacy came into being. Although the daily newspaper is ordered at home now, the TV newspaper is not cut off. If reading daily newspapers and periodicals is to get fresh information, just like eating McDonald’s hamburgers, then reading TV newspapers published every week is to experience rich life, like eating delicious rice, it not only meets the needs of spiritual taste buds, but also can feel different warmth. I remembered that when I was young, I saw TV newspapers for the first time during the Spring Festival. It was in the early 1990 s when cable TV was just installed at home, and the TV programs were not as rich as now, about 40. There are fewer cable TV stations in urban areas, but I like watching cartoons. Every time I just finish my homework, I stare at “Little Dragon Club”, watching Sonik the hedgehog, Carmen the thief, banana Superman, Denver, the Last Dinosaur and so on. It was also from that time that I, who liked watching the news, began to observe the details of my life and became interested in reading and writing, which also made my future ideal gradually grow apart, with the hope and possibility of bathing in light. At that time, at the end of the new year, my mother always asked me to collect the TV newspapers for the half month of the new year. Not only was the latest CCTV Spring Festival gala program in that issue of the newspaper, and there are also the most complete programs from New Year’s Eve to the 15th. I believe that except me, people in the whole city’s love for TV and TV newspapers during the Spring Festival are self-evident. Just because it is missing, it is as if there is no salt in the dish, which is not a classic. Nowadays, there are more choices of city newspapers and periodicals, like TV stations, as many as over 100. Sometimes, I really feel it is difficult to choose a suitable platform to watch all the time. No matter how classic A station is, it cannot cover all directions. In the past, I was only keen on one singer and only listened to his songs, but later I heard other singers singing also had some wonderful points. I suddenly realized that life was to enrich myself constantly. It was the closest and most confident time for me to come here. 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…