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The wound went slowly, but it never stopped. Walking slowly can not only give you time to sort out your mood, but also give you the opportunity to empty your mind. Make yourself quiet and become what he wants in his memory. A person’s quiet appearance doesn’t matter sadness; A person’s time doesn’t matter loneliness. Think carefully, that is a quiet time given by God. Enjoy this quiet and experience the good weather of this person. It turns out that this loneliness can also impress people. People are born to be an isolated island. Everyone has an isolated island that belongs to himself and others cannot touch. If one day, when you meet someone, your island will be opened for that person, and even give up the original island for that person and follow that person. On the road of youth, injury spent a large part of Time recollecting daily life, and memory seemed to change life into a face. Noisy fast forward, quiet will become a freeze-frame picture. The real vibration of the heartstrings exists silently and is staged. Maybe this is what life is like, because the best journey is to your heart. As time flies, we have wasted some tears. We have mistakenly regarded virtual feelings as true feelings, and we have missed many choices. We have lost our heart more than once in love. In fact, love is very simple, that is to find someone who knows you and you also know him well, and then live together well. Similarly, we will experience some confusion on the road of life, lose direction occasionally, and fall in love with a wrong person forever. But you have to believe that the sky will always clear up, we can always find our own direction. Heart! Let yourself be with everything you like, and don’t let the multifarious customs hinder your steps of freedom. Only in this way can you enjoy quietly when you return to the beginning. A person seems to be free, but actually lonely; It seems to be indifferent, but in fact, he is eager for someone to love; It seems very plain, but in fact, he is very helpless, and he wants someone to understand. The quiet appearance of a person is like sadness, loneliness, freedom and sadness. 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…

West Lake

Recently, I felt restless like grass in my heart, and a powerful voice kept shouting in my heart: the Lotus in the West Lake has been blooming, aren’t you coming? After all, the West Lake liu yue, scenery not and four. Infinite blue day lotus plants, lotus flowers in red. When we were very young, we fell in love with this poem and the west lake full of magical colors. There were broken bridges, Su Dyke, white lady, Su Xiaoxiao and legendary stories that could not be told. I never thought that one day I would come to Hangzhou and live on the dreamy West Lake, which was really a gift from God. You said, in June, you want to go to the West Lake to see Holland. In fact, I don’t want to. Every month and every weekend, I want to go for a stroll by Xizi Lake. After coming to Hangzhou, I like two places, one is West Lake and the other is Nanhua garden. Nanhua garden is near Qizhen Lake. It takes five minutes to get there by bike. The West Lake is a little far away. I have been there two or three times by bike, about an hour and a half. These two scenes, one far and one near, became my deepest concern in Hangzhou. At the beginning of June, I planned to go to the West Lake to see lotus flowers, which was always postponed because of various things. Finally, I was looking forward to the Dragon Boat Festival. I finally waited for a three-day holiday, and the day came to late June unconsciously. I made an appointment with my friends to go to the West Lake to see lotus flowers. On the first day of the Dragon Boat Festival, my friend suddenly had something to lose his family background, considering that there would be more visitors to the West Lake on the first day of the holiday, so he postponed it to the next day. However, it suddenly rained heavily the next day, so all kinds of trips had to be abandoned. On that day, I stood alone by the window, staring blankly at the boundless dim sky outside the window. A very wide bead curtain was hung between the sky and the earth. The beads were blown slanting by the wind, making the glass window snapping. Not far away, the soft branches of willows beside the lake were also blown to one side fiercely by the wind, just like a delicate girl’s figure in the storm. Unconsciously, my mind drifted onto the West Lake again. I thought of the Lotus on the West Lake at this moment. In the golden sunshine in the past, the lotus flowers in the West Lake were amazing concubines dressed up, with their eyes flowing and glowing in the front and behind; But in the storm at this moment, the lotus flowers in the West Lake should be the children of the rivers and lakes who are chivalrous and soft-hearted. They jumped out of an earthshaking dance with their lives in the wind and sword rain, and crystal clear raindrops flew on their blushed cheeks, striking the solemn and majestic notes flying all over the sky on the gray sky, the emerald and green dress, in the turbulent and rolling waves, with the notes flying over and over to turn out a magnificent Changhong, the shocking dance. A wind and rain adds a lot of thrilling beauty to a pool of Lotus. At this moment, I want to stay at the West Lake and silently appreciate the fairy Lotus that jumped out of the gorgeous dance in the storm. But I know what a luxury dream it is. I yearned for soul-stirring, but was scared by soul-stirring. That accident made me seldom travel alone, especially in such days, to be honest, I was very timid. If you were with me, I would not be afraid of anything. If you were there, we would certainly hit it off, because we always had such a tacit understanding. No matter how crazy things are, we two would feel it reasonable to do together. If you are not here, I will become a single person with a strange behavior, and many new and interesting things will become hard to understand. I miss you, just like the lotus in the West Lake thinking about this storm. At this time, the lotus in the West Lake has already been opened. I am still waiting for you. Accompany me to see a lotus opening, regardless of the wind and rain. 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…

Promenade

Every college in our school has a building, where teachers have independent offices, and graduate students usually have an office. The building looks a bit shabby, the outside is cement-like color, in summer, all the air conditioning fans are rotating. The corridor in the building is dark, and there are corridors on both sides of the office. The light in the corridor is the sunshine on one end and the other end. I stretched out my palm and opened my five fingers. The sunlight did not pass through my fingers. It was too far away from me. It was silly and lonely to hold my hands in the air. Before entering the university, I had never seen such a corridor in reality. Going out at home is the world, and the corridor of the school is also surrounded by sunshine and trees. Such a closed dark corridor also exists in my memory and imagination. I forgot what kind of book I read, but my persistent memory made me imagine a lengthy corridor, which was dark with dilapidated houses piled up on both sides, the air is very humid, the light is very gloomy, and there are few people. I am very lonely on the corridor. There is no glass at both ends of it, but only the curve. The sunshine can’t get in, and the humidity becomes more and more humid, finally, it decayed, and there were fewer and fewer people. This must be a tragedy. The depressed youth is due to the unbridled feelings, and we are not implicit. There is no hope in the corridor. I have also seen such a corridor on TV. The scene is in the hospital. Although The corridor is very long, it is not gloomy at all, and the light of fluorescent lamps is evenly spread everywhere. That is bright, but it is not bright at all. Walking alone in the corridor, the rooms on both sides were closed tightly. I don’t know why there were so few people in the hospital. Listening to my footsteps, breath and sigh quietly, it was really bright, but the light was colder than the darkness, naked shining on the figure of the person who lost importance, and there was no place for him to cry. There is no hope in the corridor. There was no hope in the corridor. Such a dark and closed corridor gave me a hopeless and rotten hint. How many young people and young Hearts have passed through this corridor in reality. Reading, going deep into reading, but finally going into a dark corridor, I don’t know who I can speak. 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…

Streamer

Who has ever said that life is a pure white open space, and lonely people wander repeatedly. On this piece of pure white, I cried and laughed, and understood the so-called truth in the world little by little. When life finally went away with flashy, I finally got peace. If, there has never been me in this world. Then, what regret, what sadness. Life is a stumbling twist, and death is a tranquil star. Return to dust, rain and dew. There is no longer me in this world, but I am everywhere. Live thankfully. We come from accident. Life is the most precious gift. Love the person you love, treat everything gently, and don’t feel resentful and sad because of misfortune. No matter how dangerous the future is, we should stand still with a smile. Because of love, we should not be afraid. Welcome all arrangements without any complaints or sorrow, calm down. Such a life will be proud and honorable. So I decided to refuse the mess and all sadness. Although, I shed tears. That’s because of too much deep love. I to remember. I will forget. I want to wake up in your dream in a frozen morning. We are all angels who miss the world. Everything is beautiful, I am in the center. When I look at the world with a simple heart, there will be no so many troubles in the world. It turns out that life can be simple and happy like a cup of coffee. Sound, flowing outside the sky, coming with the moon, carrying the lotus-like clouds dancing lightly. The rushing stream flows away, leaving a light and bright wisdom. The stream is beside the ears, touching the long lost love and the long lost sweetness. It turns out that I am a blue at the bottom of the valley, hiding all the beauty deeply, only giving this world such a cold blue, quiet, no sound, sleeping in loneliness for hundreds of millions of spring and autumn. In fact, what is needed is just a voice, a voice enough to wake me up. A faint memory cannot support a last heart. Fortunately, there was also the sound of flying in the dusk of childhood. However, the harder you think, the more you get nothing. Only then did I find that the sound of being trapped in the time is the most fascinating. Born, it was such an emotional sound. Romantic and touching words, which are shallow and circuitous in the bottom of my heart, seem to be touchless. It seems to be a kind of extravagant hope, a kind of illusion in ordinary life. Romantic, seems too far away. Too far. Romance may not be too far away. Romance may be just a grass sprouted in spring, a firefly flying all over the sky beside the water in summer night, and a silk scarf floating in the wind on the girl’s neck in late autumn, it’s just the white breath that children spit to the sky in winter. All plots can be attributed to romance. But my steps were too hurried, my eyes were too numb, and I missed it. So, learn to walk meticulously. Because, romance flashes, only in a flash. The past time was flashing bit by bit, thin and bright, dancing in the blue one after another, with a little gratitude and joy, a little confusion and melancholy. After a sound, a sound, all the songs were sung leisurely, as if there was no end, either slender or passionate. I still sang my own songs over and over again, in those days when the wind suddenly rose one by one. Light melancholy, shallow sentimental, everything is so long passing by inadvertently. Like a boat, a sail. With silence in the loneliness, the light passed away and drifted away at any time. The ancient rhythm came from the ears. The reeds were gray and the White Dew was Frost. The so-called Yiren thought that everything in the world was wise on the water side. Only we can’t understand all kinds of mysteries in the world. We are always worried and sad. When the World Turns from prosperity to peace, when the gray shadow of time stretches inch by inch on the wall, there is no need to cry. Even though everything seems calm and permanent, it is short and changeable in fact. The greatest happiness is that you can walk into the depth of every inch of time to experience the deepest touching. Don’t say this is the feeling of romantic flowers and snow moon, but I can’t turn a blind eye to beauty, I am indulged in it, with a smile on the corners of my mouth. In this way, it is life. Therefore, we often look at the gray and blue sky, thinking about all happiness without loneliness. We need to endure loneliness and see through desolation. Postscript: Alliswell. In the new semester, be tolerant and free. At the beginning of the two words, you will live up to your youth. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

I

Flying is everyone’s dream. In youth, we should not only complete our studies, but also show our personalities. Let us be proud of this in adolescence. However, if we strive for our great dreams, we will give up wonderful and dazzling stories and dedicate our beautiful youth to our career. Time has quietly taken away our precious time, and since then we have been struggling for a long time in the boring life. The monotonous days are gradually getting used to it, so we all have only one person’s memory. Monotonous memories are fixed. We cannot change anything, nor can we change anything. In order not to make our life no longer independent or monotonous, please take time for yourself and create your own happiness and happiness! I will never come back after the wonderful youth. Think about how many decades we have? So don’t choose either. We have memories and ideals. What belongs to us should be held in our hands unceremoniously, and our life should be vivid and colorful. In my world, my friends were day a Tianchang medium, also 1.1 of mature, also including me. We met, got to know each other, and got to know each other in a city. I used to be in the same school, but now I am in the same city. What is the future? A province or a country! When one day I will leave, what can I do at that time, leave silently and pray for peace in my heart silently. What I want to fly is that each of us has our own beautiful life. Years have quietly taken away our precious time, and since then we have been struggling in the boring life for a long time. The monotonous days are gradually getting used to it, so we all have only one person’s memory. Monotonous memories are fixed. We cannot change anything, nor can we change anything. In order not to make our life no longer independent or monotonous, please take time for yourself and create your own happiness and happiness! I will never come back after the wonderful youth. Think about how many decades we have? So don’t choose either. We have memories and ideals. What belongs to us should be held in our hands unceremoniously, and our life should be vivid and colorful. In my world, my friends were day a Tianchang medium, also 1.1 of mature, also including me. We met, got to know each other, and got to know each other in a city. I used to be in the same school, but now I am in the same city. What is the future? A province or a country! When one day I will leave, what can I do at that time, leave silently and pray for peace in my heart silently. What I want to fly is that each of us has our own beautiful life. Praise (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…

Non-

It is said that Beijing began to be hazy from yesterday, but we have already returned to the Central Plains to the south. At this time, the Mid Autumn had passed, and the wild was green and blue. Even if I am now, it was cloudy but sunny. The rain of yesterday evening was cool, and the chill seemed to have a seemingly refreshing and refreshing smell. The birds were still in the wind in front of my building at ten o’clock in the morning. The osmanthus trees, persimmon trees and pomegranate trees were singing, which was no longer their favorite dawn. His son studied in his room, and he had to work hard. He didn’t understand or he wouldn’t care about the beautiful season and cool weather in mid autumn; And his wife, who was working for the family and children, in order to survive, even her eyes and the wind around her were working hard. And what I can’t forget is to keep the beauty and sunny in front of me; But what I can’t forget is the desolation of autumn leaves that will come soon. I was in the cool wind last night, in the mysterious rain, I have smelt the frost and chill. A fall rain a cold, a night of autumn wind a yellow dry. I have already understood the bleak rain and withered yellow, which will spread all over the world. All things will wither, and the grass will go up to the sky, and the Yan family will move south. Who doesn’t know, who doesn’t know? However, I know it clearly and miss it so much that I can remember it at any time. It is really mysterious. Why let the son who is studying read loudly to train his courage? But it was a low autumn sound, and only the song “autumn sound Fu” of the black man for the stars could be heard? Of course, the most unforgettable and unforgettable thing is the snowy weather. In the year when I was teaching in No. 18 Middle School, the weather was cold and the Wood leaves on the road were declining; The tall poplar was thin and Bony; The low houses from far and near, and the oil felt sheds were set up everywhere, but there was no figure. Several partners and I, a little far away from the city, decided to eat in the restaurant by the roadside. The wind is in the north and the wind is in the north. The wind is mixed with ice and snow, and it is approaching, riding through the cotton-padded jacket; It is difficult to walk, the snow particles hit the cheek, causing cold pain, urging people to turn back. And we, the vigorous US, roared and roared towards the bloody snow: Go, brothers; Go! The love and nature are vivid in my mind and cannot be forgotten. Sent to Xuzhuang Primary School, alone. After school was over at five o’clock in the afternoon, there were only snow fields in the distance, piles of graves in the distance, and rows of thin tall poplars nearby, standing high without a blade; however, it was not silent. The sound from far and near was the roar of snow and snow. It could also be said to be a grimace, tangled and difficult to walk around you. So he pushed his bike for a while and rode for a while. Back to the corridor of home, the wife who knew someone had come down from the upstairs, took the car, held my frozen hands, slapped the ice on my shoulder and hair tip, which was totally cold. Now, I don’t remember that my feet are numb and my whole body is cold. Instead, I feel the cold snow of reading Sant, Nietzsche and Zhou Guoping, which is unforgettable and unforgettable. At this point, on the day and night of ice and snow, I will go out specially, against the cold wind, stepping on the ice, knowing that I am still alive, I am still me; At this point, on the day and night of autumn leaves falling, I would like to make a special trip to enjoy the autumn, saying that the flowing water fell into the autumn and filled Wei Du, and the flowing water passed away to send the future. No matter how far the road is, I went to dinner on foot. I took my wife’s belt to Beijing for my new inspiration and new learning. What’s more, my son will study there for one month, in the cold winter, in the ice and snow in the north of shuo. For this reason, when I read the book “Chinese cultural character”, I deeply thought about my nation, not only to miss the courage of the Han, but also in the conflict between the farming culture of the Han nationality and the nomadic culture, the spirit and nature of martial arts that were dug up or strong should also be deeply remembered. Seventy years ago, two hundred years ago, the Chinese nation fought bloody with Chinese civilization, marine civilization and island culture. Yes, it should be remembered that no matter it was such a warm mid-autumn period, or the long bright spring, bloody struggle, dead leaves and snow, they should not be forgotten or forgotten; Continue to work hard and rise bravely. 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…

Meet

Are you okay? Are you okay with the person I care about? I really miss you for those who have traveled with me for a short time. Are you okay? Is there still my shadow in your life? Will you ever think of me in your future road? Thank you for accompanying me. I really miss you for a few days. Are you okay? So close but so far, are you thinking about what I am doing? Do you remember me when you were the loneliest? A person who is close to you but far away is blessing you silently? I really miss you, are you okay? Has my name ever appeared in your mouth? I really miss you, do you miss me too? Bless you, my dearest friend 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…

Listen

Time flies, time flies like an arrow, the steps of time never stop, it seems that there is no sound or Mark left. However, looking back suddenly, I found that the beautiful youth had become yesterday; Inadvertently, the blue silk on the sideburns was dyed with frost and snow. Aren’t all these marks left by time? It is very appropriate to use a sincere lyric poem of Cui Hu, a poet of Tang Dynasty, to describe life: last year, in this door today, peach blossoms reflected each other. I don’t know where to go? Peach blossom still smiles at the spring breeze. It is an everlasting rule that human beings grow from birth to growth, then to aging and even death, and no one can escape from this rule; While the flowers bloom and fall in the four seasons of nature, and the long river of time flows forever. People pursue the young years, hoping to keep the golden years. When I was young, in the field full of sunshine, I sang and chanted in a carefree and unrestrained manner; I was talking to my lover before and under the moon; In the dynamic social tide, relying on my own wisdom and talent, display the negative report fearlessly. However, people will not be young forever. When we grow old, how should we live? Let go of your mood, keep a healthy attitude, and face life bravely without fear, retreat, waste! Work hard at ordinary times, do what you like. After work, I threw away my troubles and went fishing by the river where the Willow waves were smelling warbler, listening to the sound of insects on the trees and the noise of frogs in the river. Facing the bright starry sky and bright bright moon, I sang poems as Fu and indulged in singing. In plain days, Hupeng invited friends to climb mountains, go on an outing, recite poems, play and sing to find the youth and romance of the past; In leisure days, he took his wife and children to stroll along the countryside, Riverside and park, recall the years of childhood and the past of first love. In short, make your life full and meaningful, this is the real life! People can grow old with the years, but the youth and romance rooted in people’s hearts have no annual rings and time. Let’s treat life correctly and look at years optimistically. Use a positive attitude to pursue the steps of time, listen to the voice of time, release your mood all the time, and keep infinite vitality and passion forever! 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…

qing du

In the early winter, the cold brings the autumn, the silence pulls the sleeves of the dream, the mist is thin, the breeze is light, I want to find the place to fall back? Let the thoughts spread, reflect the shadow of dreams in the light of the Sun, embrace the charming and smiling face, and then type a ray of colorful light of thoughts into warm words, let the meaning of poetic words splash out a bright yearning. The time is too long, the mood is too heavy, and the season is cold. Only the shock of hibernating can save the confusion of the heart; Only the thick accumulation of snow can seal up the depression in the mood. After a period of ice moistening, let the hope of spring turn the gloomy wind of thoughts into green green, and go to the graceful and hazy dream. The style is deeply dormant and closed, looking forward to the recovery of thousands of emotions, painting the original affectionate paint in the coming snow moon style, making Xiao Luo’s feelings warm with the popularity, with the return of spring and green. After passing through the plain white, I walked away coldly, returning to the green and depressed place of spring. 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…

Dream non-

Yesterday afternoon, I was sitting on the boss’s chair in the office, reading Lu Xun’s essays quietly with reading glasses. Maybe it took me a little longer to read books and my eyes became a little sour, so I closed the books, he stretched himself, stood up and walked to the window, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window. The clouds were strange, unpredictable and unpredictable. You say it is like a sea, it is like the boundless ocean; Say it is like a mountain, it is like the thick, cold and proud Snow Mountains in Xinjiang I stood quietly in front of the window, my heart was immersed in this kind of empty mirage, and I didn’t know why. Looking at me, I was in a trance, and suddenly a sad taste invaded my heart. Watching the night coming, what else can I do for the society, the company and the family in this short period of time? Am I just muddled into the dark sky? I left the window gloomily with thought in my heart, turned back to the table, sat on the boss’s chair with no expression, and began to ponder silently. After thinking about the society for a while and life for a while, my brain hurt and I didn’t figure out any way, which made me very upset. It was time to get off work, he went home listlessly. My wife went to the VIP room to drink the wedding wine of the neighbor girl. I had no appetite for dinner, so I turned on the TV and sat silently on the sofa watching the TV news, after reading a current affairs report about the trial of corrupt officials, I sighed a lot in my heart. I turned off the TV, sat on the sofa and thought about Wen Qiang’s life path for a while, but I had no clue, so he stood up and went to the bathroom to wash his face and feet. Then he pulled the slippers into the bedroom, took off his clothes and got on the bed. He leaned back and covered the quilt. After a while, he fell asleep in a daze. I was wearing a white Taoist robe, holding a rod of iron in my left hand to brush the dust, holding a sword of Qingfeng in my right hand, riding a snow-white tall horse, climbing mountains and mountains, crossing the streets and markets, stabbing corrupt officials and killing corrupt officials, hoe bullies, beat rogues, and guard errands in the north and south of the country. They are more powerful than the old Taoist priest Qiu Chuji who cares about things. They are all mighty and arrogant. They are extremely happy and roar with their heads raised, I woke myself up with laughter. I didn’t know until I woke up that I had a pleasant Knight dream again. It was dawn and morning exercise was still early. I seemed to lie on the bed without sleep, recalling the dream I had just made with my eyes open motionlessly. The wonderful dream made me laugh happily. After laughing for a while, I thought in my heart that there are many officials who neglect their duties, corrupt and accept bribes in the society nowadays, who are wildly wandering in the downtown all day long, deceiving the world and stealing fame, competing for fame and wealth, and harming the country and people; some rogues and bullies with big heads and big ears were wandering around the streets and lanes all day long, rambling arbitrarily, accumulating wealth everywhere, bullying the common people and destroying the harmonious social life, which was really extremely hateful. When I thought about it, I muttered involuntarily: those big tigers who hurt the country and the common people in the society would be scared to sweat and pee their trousers when sleeping every day. Those flies whose conscience couldn’t get peace didn’t do some messy nightmares every day to punish themselves. Let alone the Lord Yan was unhappy, even the two little devils who wanted to live on the horse would be angry. When I was lying on the bed and muttering with my eyes open, I saw Ji Gong floating in front of me in a daze, and I just heard him say to me seriously: Hey, boy, do you know? As long as a person is greedy and evil, he will not have a soul. For a person without soul, some strange dirty things will be continuously born in his belly, and his mind will dream that demons and ghosts will pull his heart and tear his liver every day, pull his lungs, let him die, let him die! Only when a person has conscience, social morality, laws and regulations, family affection and universal love in his heart, can he have soul. Only people with souls can dream of the Northern Lights every day, live carefree and carefree life. 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. 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