Years Kong-style

When the internet was making a fuss about the log of a doctoral student returning home in the spring of the year, there were such a group of people who went in the opposite direction and went far away in the spring of the year, I am really envious of homesickness! This group of people have a common characteristic, that is, they live in the city where they grow up. For them in spring, it is just an ordinary festival that can take a walk-as-you-go trip at any time. It is hard for them to appreciate the yearning for tourists living in other places in spring. For me, hometown is more like a kite flying. No matter how far, how high, and how happy I am, no matter how familiar I am with the strange city where I live outside, even if you are familiar with every traffic light in this city, there will always be a kind of natural strangeness, which will make you give up and go back to your homeland in the spring of the year. So every spring, it is just like a kite taking up the thread. The thread in my hand stops my original heart of trying to float out, making myself return to the original point without any hesitation. Although the homeland is changing every year, sometimes it even develops so fast that I feel a little familiar and unfamiliar, what remains unchanged is the feeling I am concerned about, and more is the growing memory that goes deep into the bone marrow, hometown is no longer a place name logo, but a hotbed in dreams. In the spring of the recent year, I would never meet some old friends. I inquired carefully that they were all traveling outside, which made me feel jealous in my incomparable envy. My eyes were so affectionate that I couldn’t give up my homeland, in their eyes, it was so ordinary. Even in the spring of the year, they could not stop their steps to the distant place. The elder people are old-fashioned and still stick to the old customs. They will not let their children leave their homes easily in spring. Because in their eyes, when spring came together, they remembered that the spring was not at home, which meant that the fleeting years were unfavorable and the annual harvest was not abundant, which greatly affected the luck path. However, the old system is often the most vulnerable to challenges. The new generation may have stayed in the city for a long time. It is rare to have such a vacation, and they are very willing to go out to see different years; perhaps I was tired of the welcome and delivery of new year’s spring, and the happy people went out to hide and socialize frequently, in order to get a little clean from the trip of new year’s spring; Perhaps there are really few parts that are indeed not rich at hand, it was not convenient and I felt ashamed to meet the creditor, so I simply avoided this embarrassment. For the travellers who live outside, they return home in spring but lack these troubles. If they have money and no money, they will go home for the Spring Festival! This was a kind of spontaneous willingness from the heart. No matter what reason, no matter how tortuous the journey was, no matter how difficult the journey was, it could not resist the heart of returning home in the spring. In the spring of this year, I thought of the sentence I once wrote: Living in a growing city is extremely happy. The city is rich because of you, and you are wonderful because of the city. Every bit of change in the city will integrate you into it. Natural integration and unnatural contamination will make the breath and memory of the city reveal naturally and unnaturally on you. However, the longer you stay outside, the more you will lose to this city. Finally, the city is farther and farther away from you, and more and more strange. It really only exists in your memory! I think this passage may solve the unchanging reason why I always insist on returning home in Spring! It can also explain why the doctor wrote down the log of returning home that caused controversy! Like (prose editor: Ink drops into wounds) 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…

Believe

Time is an everlasting River. No one can surpass it and no one can cross it. Although its river surface is not wide and the water flow is not urgent, it makes all lives become the yellow flowers of yesterday, no matter men or women, no matter vulgar people, great people, ugly people or romantic people. Yes, time is ruthless, treating anyone and anything, but it is righteous. Anyone who cherishes and values it will get something in return, just more or less, directly and indirectly. Yes, anyone who follows the time knows clearly in his heart that he will be honest and do things in front of him, and he will never treat him badly. On the contrary, he will cheat, steal bells and cheat, it must be severely punished. Therefore, some people say that time is an iron contract, with clear rewards and punishments, non-compliance and impartiality. For this reason, time is trustworthy. I don’t know how others see time. Anyway, it I am serious and serious. Yes, since the awakening of life, every inch of time in my heart has not been wasted, either reading, thinking, or writing my heart with me. Especially in recent years, I use time as a I life’s most precious wealth, full use, obtained the very good return, 4 millions or 5 millions of the text of the accumulation is it gift my best wealth. I admit that these things that I regard as wealth may be nothing compared with those so-called scholars, but it is not easy for me as an amateur literature enthusiast, this itself illustrates the importance and plasticity of time in my life. At least time did not disappoint me, I did not disappoint time. As I said, I am not a very smart person, but I am definitely a serious person, especially when dealing with the issue of time, I will not do anything fake. Life belongs to oneself, and time also belongs to oneself in terms of life. Therefore, treating time as life must be serious and serious. Only in this way, life will not be mediocre and go to see God with empty hands. Believing in time is equal to believing in life. There is no life that is treated by time for not doing anything, but only by turning time into spiritual pursuit can it achieve the goal in one’s heart, at least your hard work and sweat will not be wasted. By contrast, those who waste time must be underestimated and mocked by it. Therefore, I might as well say that time is God and truth. It observes your actions secretly all the time. If you are devout or sincere, it will treat you kindly, if you fool it, you will naturally get nothing and even take away everything you have. Kant, the great philosopher, is the person I respect throughout my life. I respect his knowledge, thoughts and principles of dealing with affairs, but in terms of these, I respect the concept of time in his heart more, maybe time is order, law, starry sky, God, Truth or morality for him. Otherwise, how could he appear on that road almost step by step on time every day, become the scenery that will never fade in others’ eyes. In this regard, Kant is the admirer of time, but also the believer of time. To believe in time, in a sense, is to believe in yourself and accept the truth. Go back to life and look at time. Time is the medicine of life. The pain should be cured, the sadness should be comforted, the pursuit should be rewarded, and the contribution should be benefited. Let’s take the case of Mr. Lu Xun’s life to illustrate the problem. As we all know, Mr. Lu has been a man with Will and ideas since he was a child. He studied in an era, time was reflected from the early words on the desk of his engraved book. Master wanted to be strong, but strong must start from time. It was because of this that Master kept forging ahead and making progress, until the end of his life. Looking back on Mr. Zhou’s life, it can be said that he is racing against time. In a short life, the spiritual wealth devoted to society and family members cannot be viewed equally in his collected works, the time occupied by the Mo Bao and woodcut he copied was enough to make us ashamed. Besides, Lu Xun, who became famous and got married, adopted a principle of no forgiveness to his enemies because he was a soldier. He fought with them with a dagger in his hand for a long time, I hurt myself when I was tired, so I used time to heal my wounds and resolve my anger. The blood licked dry, the wound healed, and the life began to fight again, fighting with the enemy, time and himself at the same time. Finally, what I want to say is that time is fair to every living life, but the choice of value is different, in other words, the fairness of time cannot change the actual situation of your life. That is to say, although everyone is equal before time, the cause of inequality is not time but your cognitive attitude towards it. I once remembered the popular saying in China a few years ago: time is efficiency, time is money, and time is life. Yes, time is efficiency, and time is life. I agree with this, but I can’t object to money. At least everyone has his own value judgment. In short, as for life, time is trustworthy, especially for the current society and people. People who believe in time, use time and race against time are qualified to negotiate conditions with life. Otherwise, it will not only be absent but also be spurned by time. If you want time to remember you and give full play to you, you must start from believing in time, believing that time will not let you down. It can’t be said that you will harvest the whole autumn, at least the surplus food of life will be more than enough. Believe in time, start from small things, start from the dribs and drabs of life! Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) 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…

We

I am very strong and do not need your comfort. Really, dear, I did not shed tears, sad or heartbroken. I am not afraid, sad, regretful or regretful. I fold your letters together, the height of love. The weight of three years, sweet memories. Today, I am very strong. Dear, you have gone, gone, an incredible and undeniable fact. I burned this stack of letters. I know that spring breeze will tell me your news, summer will take care of you for me, autumn scenery will give you a happy life, and winter snow will make you more beautiful. Dear, you go, I won’t cry, I won’t hesitate: Do you want to send you. Your train, in my dream, has taken me far away. I can find your world with my eyes closed. But I won’t let you worry or feel sad. I will only flaunt my indifference. Just like clouds and seas, tens of thousands of miles apart from each other. However, the appearance of clouds always needs the reflection of the sea. The expansion of the sea requires more cloud measurement. However, I never give up. Following the train that traveled through the four seasons, I came to the place where your footprints kissed, knelt down, knelt down devoutly, and recalled your mood, your difficulties and your helplessness carefully. I still remember our meeting at the beginning. A square table tennis table and two rackets can also lock a love. Under the green shade, the growing process of a couple was particularly clear by the sunshine. Although, there is no so-called ending. At that time, we felt the same as before. We exchanged names and contact information and were attracted to each other. Just like snow and wintersweet, Huangshan and pine and cypress, green water and Green Mountain. Our relationship was at its peak, and we established a relationship in less than three months. At that time, I often bought you candy, which is your favorite. Besides, you like Tianjin dumplings at the back door of the school best, and you think it smells like mom. Besides, your favorite place is Zhangjiajie, which seems to be a fairyland on earth. Unfortunately, I have no money and didn’t take you there. Now, I can’t take you there any more, even if I am rich now. Besides, I clearly remember your favorite star, your favorite hairstyle, your favorite things and your favorite words. I am like Doraemon’s pocket, storing everything about you. I thought, The long figure of US marching hand in hand in the sunset will be nailed into a permanent brief history of time. Unfortunately, you left, leaving me without looking back. You left without hesitation. You left happily and freely. Could it be that I made you hate me like that? Why did I leave me in such a hurry? I know before you leave, tell me, don’t cry, don’t follow, live a good life with each other. However, I broke my promise. After you left, I didn’t cry, but I followed. Yes, I plan to chase you back, or I will leave with you. I don’t know the future is slim, just like an unfathomable cliff. However, I can’t let you alone, in the dead night, can’t find someone to talk. I made up my mind to follow you, follow you! Yes, we died together. 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…

Rose

QQ:1281016977 time has been stranded for a long time, and I live a miserable life. The swallowtail of March cut the years into two halves. Half is waiting, and the other half is waiting. Just like this rose, quietly dormant, looking forward to the first Thunder of summer. After the Thunder, it spits out its fragrance and let out a season of life. However, all this is quiet, how many people know it? Over the past three years, that Rose has always stood alone, passing through spring, summer, autumn and winter, experiencing cold and hot summer. Normally, everyone would forget its existence. The bald Qiu branch recorded the changes of years and years. The dead leaves turned into soil carried too many hardships and witnessed many joys and sorrows. However, Xia Lei bursts. When it comes to its initial appearance, everyone’s eyes will shine: Hey, there is a rose flower here! Art students pick up the brush to depict its appearance, photography lovers use high technology to shoot its appearance, lovers regard it as the witness of love, and girlfriends use it to tell the flowers of friendship bloom all over the summer. The secluded place was bustling, and the people accompanying it were increasing day by day. However, it was still quiet, never showing the mountain and dew, never boasting. I don’t know how to distinguish rose, rose and rose all the time. I only know that there are countless people praising Rose, and Rose is also regarded as city flower, but this rose is always unknown, it is used as the vegetation to beautify the city appearance like parthenocchio. Maybe this is enough. The value of its existence is to divide the book and stick to your position. It is the most interesting thing to see that flowering rose on rainy days! Stepping on the winding path paved by the rain stones, holding an umbrella, looking at it from a distance, there is a great shore of towering pine trees; Looking closer, I saw a bunch of pink flowers, among the layers of petals, Dew crumbling. Sniffing, there is no pungent smell of heavy makeup, and it is not as dull as water. There is only a sense of elegance, simplicity and nature, which is a kind of pure without carving. And all this is quiet. It seemed that it had already kept itself out of the matter, and had already forgotten that it was also a traveller born between the heaven and the earth; It seemed that it had already been detached and had already seen through the noise of the world and the disturbance of the world of mortals. It escapes from all this and keeps away from all this. In a water-like attitude, reply to your true nature, and resolve all creatures with inaction. How many mountains, rivers, roaring east; How many forests, seas, green plains, waves. All show their own existence. It may be the most real portrayal of this rose when it is lying in the night and listening to the wind and rain. It keeps its own peach blossom garden silently, and there are severe reprimands and ruthless attacks on many roads. However, it, then I chose to meet my truest self. Maybe the most beautiful thing is to meet my truest self. It wiped tears from the corners of his eyes and said. Everything is floating like a dream, and in a trance, all living beings are relieved. Why is there no wrong step when the sunset and the moon rise? Ask Hongmeng who opens up for love? Ask who did it for me in the previous life? Where does a wisp of smoke drift behind me? Why do you live and die at all? I asked all living beings that they still couldn’t see you when they met so many people? Lingering between the round trip, everything is dust after all. Maybe it was waiting until despair. I had seen that Rose was breeding its buds in early winter; Maybe it was not reconciled. It broke through the limit of life and death and went through the cycle of four seasons, it is to wait for people who understand it. Therefore, summer flowers are released in winter. Search, search, fall to the ground after wind and rain. The blooming time is only a few months, maybe everything is too late, maybe a few months seems too long. Who knows! All I know is that rose flowers bloom quietly, so quiet that they don’t disturb others, and so quiet that they put themselves in silence. Light ink wrote down in the early morning of May 27th like (prose editor: Ink drops into 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…

Thousands

[1] In those years, thousands of love words were written down and flowers were born; Looking back again, infinite lovesickness flowed across the world. [2] I will hire you for a lifetime, and make me have white hair. Accompany you to warm wine and make tea with me. Think, calm down on your shoulder, listen, apricot rain lightly hits the flower window. Look, play in the pool, dream, women will sing with their husband next year. [4] I really want to hold you in my arms. My fingers are fastened tightly. Listen to the rain hitting the windowsill and see the flowers falling down. I really want to live outside the world, and I have no guess, I express my deep love, you just hold your cheek. [5] small bridge and flowing water home, stone path, bamboo fence and black tile, under the eaves in front of the flower window, light rain tickles, which is exactly the most beautiful love words for you and me in this life. [6] put an old wine, listen to the rain and hit the flower window; Let’s sing a little, dance a sleeve of feather clothes and dress. [7] Careful, the boundless love of the ends of the world. Recall, that year today of always got them. Xianyu, the vintage wine in the glass cup. Listening quietly, the fallen flowers are melodious and melodious. [8] love a deep love, till the end of the world. Write a que jin lai yesterday to, and you singing. Listen to a song melodious, wait until you are elated. A light glass gongs wine cup, brimmed obsession. [9] In tenderness percents tired heart, still thinking about you Qiao Xiao sweet the look of. That ink lines, but filled with my dream of the falling flower fragrance. [10] snap a branch with rain pear, brew a bowl afternoon tea, waiting for sunset. For life wenwenruya, write a paper warm heart love, until cang yan bai fa. [11] a dream, end of time, failing in life and how. Love once, affectionate lofty, obsession I also just as well. [12] No matter close “how beautiful, shy what Mei, rest only love you this time. Even if greengage wither, wax torch Ashes, afterlife also paint you eyebrows. [13] outstretched palm, light holding a flower, only for brewing most beautiful poem in the attractive sweet smell. Stood on tiptoe, stay close to your cheek, only for light smell love of taste. [14] miss, fell down quietly thy brow, and can you feel the love of beautiful; Tears, slipping through your mouth, you whether taste love of taste. [15] flower if Xie, is for you withered, tears if flow, is cry for you; Month if thin, is for you Acacia, pen if dynamic, is write for you. [16] kind of a red bean in most mei nian hua, open a tree love flowers; Cut a Zhang Chenyuan, for life and death enemy, woven told story. [17] Phi a clothing moonlight, pillow night cool, light smell a dream flower incense. Warm a pot wine, pour a cup of past, laugh sip life sorrow and injured. [18] The flowers on the tip of the pen are all my love words to you. Poem hidden in the she, Pianpian are I carefully painted painting. [19] those years, those words, is blooming blooming love flowers. Hungry for, those silly, are innocent and artless most beautiful expression. [20] for the warm sunshine, drive away my inner cold. Open years bags, hold this season of fen fen. [21] In the dusk, most romantic thing is back-to-back, jing yi Shuiyun, guarding sunset, with dreams, to you I day of happy sharing, lead to ink rhyme liuxiang of warm heart lines. At midnight, the most romantic thing is hand in hand, walking trail, blowing wind, sun moon, you my future happiness, recalling that together through the good times. [22] Until next Bingdi flowering, find a water people, dwelling bamboo fence black tiles, busy degree spring and summer and winter, regardless of wind and rain, or ups and downs, I am willing to accompany you, get through life’s every levels. To be future cang yan bai fa, warm a pot poem and wine Zen tea, drunk see ink blue and white, jing shang sunset haze, no matter towards Huan Xi music, or Morningside nocturne, I ‘d like to join you, care fleeting every moment. [23] keep pure land, the surplus of a sleeve water-style, gently, you I dream fall Jiangnan. To walk, the most pleasant is: Spring Phi a Suo misty rain, summer see ten Lotus, autumn tour Sanqiu seeds, and winter fishing river snow. Dip a leisure, brew a curtain heart, quietly, you I resided in villas. Handle at this time, the most romantic is: Poem romantic, word fill seasons, song sing sorrows, Fu dye ink rhyme. [24] dwelling poor home, spring tea net Zen, tree whereabouts chess Tim wit, very not Lehu; han wo Villas, borrow wine proof free of month, Stealing Beauty a pillow and dreams to, not kuaizai. [25] living Villas, drunk according screens, tapping tan ban, croon yellow jin lv, that tube flowers bloom, or cloud-Yun volume; Jealously guarding our place, slanting crosswise, subtle fragrance floating, reap style single Yan Xuan, that tube butterfly duanhun, or cream avian steal eyes. [26] dwelling water people, zuiwo Mountain Cloud, busy Cup month, laugh at wu li hua. Jealously guarding zither years, flick pi pa yu, shallow sing Lotus Song, crooning Huanxisha. [27] body in downtown, such as Blue at Valley and self-aromatic, like Lotus lightness finds; Heart in Nanshan, as chrysanthemum pro Frost and independent, like mei ying snow and Bloom. [28] Dwelling Shuiyun, flower front warm drunk pick up rhyme, Mo Shang beauty free outing. Dependent sunset, breeze Jieyu listen to zheng ming, hongxiutianxiang into dream. [29] you with infatuation not regret, warm my liu li dian pei. I use gentle enough, paint you tactfully Emei. [30] Xu I once moments, betroth you lofty love. With my great lucky, changing you double happiness. [31] warm hops window, fine chemicals chapters of a moon and free, laugh obliterate red san qian blame. Drunken Dream Shuiyun, Bixi crooning whisk old string, breeze stealing into doubled fragments. [32] elastic-one for red, unloading weary, credit river views, blow breeze, tours tours night, listen to classical, stolen day at leisure. Choose corner peace, lying party Bluestone, lying a tree flower front, bask mood, think about past, warm fleeting, Dream a pillow Enron. [33] dwelling water Jiangnan, I will overnight, with you sharing Twilight le chao Huan, regardless of Spring Autumn, or summer cold winter; Shoulder dan chai metres salt, I will for life, accompany you Total Tsui bitter, sweet no matter luxurious, or bread; Light twist pingze rhythm, I will echoed each other, accompany you mutual product elegant gentle, no matter romantic, or poem and wine tea Zen. [34] If have Leisure, and listen to classical, bask in mind, warm fleeting, as than are men. Occasionally masaoki, looking through historical records, read philosophers, write mood, so complacent Enron. [35] After the World Naked, in red dust hustle, busy see clouds swirling, drunk listen to breeze whisper, is the world’s most beautiful poetic Taoyuan. Idle, bluestone alley for a walk, bi jian Creekside fishing, Yagishita flower front listen to song; Masaoki, looking through five classics, read philosophers, goods poetry, so very good. [36] for if I Li, peach blossom, betroth you life time, will you light meal crude tea, with me kind Sangzhi hemp? If I abandoned fame Lida, for you career Xing home. Will you wind and rain, and I the winter calendar summer? If I in huaqianyuexia, Xu you thousands of words. Will you with white hair, with I die of the end? [Note] This series of text selected prose in word pictures and non-shi fei words united Africa, attribution one poem incense ⑥ group. Welcome to reprint share, refused to copy paste, rights Reserved! 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…

Winter storage

Now is the modern life, which is the era of fast food, but I still like those old traditional life customs, such as winter storage. The past years were still fresh in my memory. The winter at that time was very full. I remembered that when the Chinese cabbage just came down in late autumn, the parents began to be busy. At that time, the autumn vegetables were also provided by tickets, and each household had a fixed number. Every day, they were like fighting, queuing, preparing sacks, big baskets and straw ropes —- generally, there would be many children queuing, some naughty boys will add a plug and join a team when they are impatient, so they often cause some restlessness and a war or something. I remember one year when I was queuing up. It was very cold and the wind was blowing. I looked forward to the direction of my home, looking forward to my mother’s figure. The queue was long, and what happened behind me? A neighbor boy came up to me and said to me quietly: do me a favor, I will insert a file in front of you, OK. Seeing that he was sweating all over his head and the red light on his face, he must have gone somewhere to make wild work and forgot the instructions of the adults. I didn’t say anything, but the latter half-big boy refused, shouting loudly: XXX, come out, pick up the cheap and go to the back. This was not allowed, but it turned out that the two were in a group, and no one bought it. After buying the autumn vegetables, every family showed their abilities. At that time, on the streets, branches, clotheslines and windowsill, flowers and melon seeds, radish strips, cabbage sticks were all dried — in the courtyard, each family has at least one big jar, two or even three big jars with many people. Each family’s chimney is braving White green smoke, pickled sauerkraut, fried turnip shreds, and dried fish and dried kelp-it’s so busy. The little girl would help the parents to do what they could, and the little boy would make trouble everywhere, eating other people’s dried fish, turnip strips and so on, which attracted the scolding and scolding of adults —- in the 70s, I got married, but it still follows the consistent tradition of robbing cabbage, buying radish, pickled snow Red and pickled sauerkraut —- the most interesting thing is to cut flowers and melon seeds. Just pick out the long radish, wash it (don’t be too clean, salt will easily melt off when there is water to pickle), slanting a knife, then horizontal a knife, so that the middle will not break, like a long snake with scales, it is pickled and dried in the sun. In winter, it is soaked in water, mixed with soy sauce, onion, ginger and garlic, or eaten raw or steamed, just like meat. Think about that age when my stomach was short of meat —- when my daughter grew up, I often cooked these things that modern people disdain to eat. One year, my daughter saw me hurriedly buying cabbages and cutting turnips, pickled cabbage, said: Oh, what are you busy? Buy now and eat now. Of course I won’t listen. In winter, I soaked dried sunflower seeds in water, chopped them up, put them in a large bowl, put onion, ginger, garlic, pepper, vinegar, soy sauce, lard oil, and steam them in a pot, pour some sesame oil —- Hey, my daughter ate a lot of oil, and finally came a sentence: Mom, you ate well when you were young! Than we much better. This little bastard, when we were young, we didn’t have so many seasonings, all for making a living. We just put some soy sauce and a little lard oil. How could we have these messy good things! I have been doing this custom until now. In my opinion, today’s ingenuity is essentially different from that of the past. The present storage of winter is a habit and a love for life, it is a kind of memory of the past years, a Inheritance of tradition —- think about it, the snow outside is heavy, the north wind is roaring, the home is warm like spring, on the balcony, there are green cabbages with white hearts, fresh green radish, pickled potherb mustard full of jars, flower melon seeds in the paper shell box, like strips of flying dragons just returned, lay there quietly. Open the lid of the altar pressed on the small jar, and the fresh green potherb mustard inside is as fresh as the one just picked from the ground —- red sweet potato, Brown Taro, white Yam —- how rich! After dinner, sitting on the sofa, a cup of green tea, kowtowing melon seeds, and pressing TV remote control one by one-happy! Even if there is any natural disaster, I am not afraid of it. My family is rich. 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…

Rongyi

In winter, we have to pass a college on our way to work. Recently, every time buses enter this platform, a group of students who are full of luggage and in a hurry will pour into the platform with a little care, you can see the pace of returning home from the expressions with a little anxiety but unable to stop excitement. After wandering outside for a long time, home became a deep yearning and attachment. However, this kind of deep feeling is so anxious that it has nothing to do with age, temperament or position. Only if there is a little trouble in your family, it will make you forget all the difficulties and allures, starting the journey of returning home, even if I only stayed for a day and a long time, I just wanted to throw myself at home lazily or lose elasticity the sofa which was already loose or a small bed which was not spacious. It has been 20 years since rong yi was outside. Because of his shoulder, he never dared to be distracted at all. Every time he came to winter, his spirit would spread out involuntarily, it seems that some demons are urging themselves to return home, and it seems that they are going home to absorb spiritual wealth and fill the nothingness wandering outside! Two or ten years ago, I started to study in a college called wangchenggang in Nanchang. Near the end of the semester, after all the academic examinations were completed, every day, I look forward to the captain’s order to announce the holiday. Finally, after the last parade, after the captain announced the names of the students who stayed in the guard team one by one, the message of announcing the holiday was exchanged with cheers. Staying behind during the holiday is a hateful job. It is not only the disappointment of looking forward to failure after returning home, but also the envy of seeing off his comrades-in-arms. I didn’t know whether it was a fluke or a deliberate care. The Military Academy had never stayed in the nursing home in winter for four years. The train jam two or ten years ago is hard to imagine nowadays. There is only one train from the provincial capital to the northeast corner of Ganzhou every day, and every time I rush to catch the train, fortunately, the school would send out several buses during holidays. In that time when the traffic was not very developed, we could get to the platform in advance every time. The luckier thing is that the first platform of this train is the city we are in, which makes us feel a little more relaxed in the hurry. After putting luggage on the train, I was only willing to stay where I was, and gradually took turns to sit with my comrades in the same car. Stay where you are and listen to the broadcast of the train. My heart has been itching on the platform for a long time, packing up my luggage and getting off the bus. Getting off the bus is not as good as getting on the bus. The jammed aisle has long been squatting, standing or crossing, and there are even all kinds of people lying on the luggage rack and under the chairs. It is difficult to carry the luggage. Only by putting it on the head and walking forward with fellow villagers, we managed to squeeze to the entrance of the carriage without fear of the shaking of the train, because this place even has no place to turn around. When the car stopped at the platform, the flight attendants never worried. They looked at us who were burning like fire, and looked at the entrance of the carriage which was squeezed into sardines cans. They waved their hands at US reluctantly, indicating that it was not difficult to be unwilling. At this time, we who were anxious would shout loudly, causing a little disturbance of the crowded crowd in the carriage. In this way, the common people understood us who were in uniform with the greatest tolerance, and we will tend to squeeze the flight attendants up and get off from the open door. For several times, in order to save trouble, we will open the window glass of the green train, step over the sitting comrades and climb out of the window glass, luggage, put it under the small table in the middle of the chair early, and handed it one by one by the comrades in the car. Then he hurriedly said a few words of farewell and waved his hand back home. Convenience is a little convenient, but it makes us in military uniform a little embarrassed. Rong Yi has been removed, but the anxiety and urgency of returning home have never changed. I still stick to that side of love, in this winter! 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…

Deserted

Wordless alone on West Building, month hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard lock Qing Qiu. I like the sadness which pervades in the silence most in these two sentences, a plain robe, a waterfall of green silk, a pink face like flowers, and the sorrow and sorrow, the style of walking on the west tower. At this time, she should be calm like water. In such a night, all left was sorrow and resentment, right? Really pitiful. I don’t know why I think of these words at random. Maybe it’s because autumn is coming. Yes, autumn is coming. It’s so cold today. I was surprised when I went out. Many people in front of the dormitory building wore autumn clothes, however, I was still a long-sleeved shirt with a skirt, and finally came back. I went back to the dormitory and stood on the balcony. The Outside sky was so cloudy. No wonder it had been intermittent autumn rain these days. One autumn rain and one cold, could it not be cold? Just don’t go out, just dwelling. Therefore, I drew the curtain and turned on the light, which made me feel so warm, happy and quiet that this time tomorrow would not be like this, tomorrow’s dormitory will be bustling again, so I should cherish such silence. The school starts tomorrow, which will be my last school year in college. Facing it, I am a little anxious. I am reluctant to leave because there are so many people and things that deserve my love here. Although I know I can’t hold them back, I still like to stay by their side, as long as I have this feeling, it is enough for me to recall. It is as simple as this. I am afraid of the distance and the loneliness of a person. Maybe I will have more new memories in the future, but I still can’t erase the past from the bottom of my heart. I tried a lot of different lifestyles during this holiday, but I became more confused about myself. These were not the life I wanted, although I am lucky in others’ eyes, because I can’t find myself in such a life. I want to be alone, just like now. Some time ago, I was lying in bed reading novels alone every night, which made my face burst into tears. It was so simple that I was only moved and didn’t need to think about anything. It would be better if I kept going on like this. Such a thick book “Benhua” used to be hesitant, but finally failed to read it, but now I am so interested that I don’t even believe it. I change the time and place, if you change your mood, the same person or the same thing will have different tastes. I clicked on the last log and found that it was a month later. Thinking about the reason, it was because I lived elsewhere and had no time, no physical strength, no mood to examine my heart, for even a short time. I remembered that I went to Juyongguan two weeks ago and climbed four beacon towers at one time. As a result, my legs couldn’t go downstairs normally for a week, but I was still happy in my heart. Because I have experienced the feeling of standing in the clouds, because I have seen the green and green mountains, which make my heart wet. I am willing to suffer this kind of tiredness. Today, I realized that we should build a post station for our hearts. When we are tired, we should have a rest, take a breath, and then go. Looking at myself in the mirror, my hair grows longer. Let it grow. It is because of them that I feel what time is. Write a new beginning to yourself in this cold autumn. Open the curtain, the outside is wet again. 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…

Chapters

Holding Lingzhu in hand, pour out the warm love in the world. A gust of wind, a wisp of dust. The world of mortals is like smoke. As a dream, I still move forward without regret. Time went so fast that there was no more time to squander. The long road ahead would eventually reach the dim light. Walking all the way, listening to the cold rain, watching the misty rain and the sun, do you have many stories? The past is a cloud that slowly goes away, and memory becomes the light and shadow of the annual rings. Knowing the past is like smoke, but still reluctant to leave. Is there such a free time, is there such a lonely person like you, listening to you through the depth of your memory, telling you a period of misty rain years? If you have traveled far away, remember to look back often, measure your footprints and re-examine yourself. If you are addicted to your dream for a long time, remember to wake yourself up at the right time and see the real you. Slowly recall the good time, look back and see the past, can not see the future. When you are lonely, you always want to accompany with words and pay tribute to a little lost youth. Facing the future, there will always be too much confusion, always trying to avoid something. I don’t want to think about things in the future, nor dare to think about them. You said that you were in a hurry, just like a dream. There will always be something with the time dissipating little by little, and there will always be something with the time growing little by little. We are all very smart. We always hope to keep happy memories and let the sad past go further and further. We will constantly forget and meet each other. Facing life, you can be sad, but you also need to expect. Life is not a novel after all, so we may not have the magnificent life of the protagonist. Maybe life is plain, but don’t deny your life, because we still need to live a real life. I always believe that life has length but no depth. We can’t extend its length, but we can increase its depth. The world is full of splendor. Human beings are animals that know how to recall, so we will feel sad and dissatisfied. But if you want to take the long road of life well, you must pay attention to your feet after all. We can’t help looking back, but the world is like smoke, everything goes with the wind, we always have to look forward and walk forward. After walking for a long time, I looked back and kept the years quietly, weaving the brocade of time. There are light spots of memory in time, good thoughts in heart, do not provoke dust, and use horses to whip in the years. Time is like water, then, the old dream runs aground and moves forward all the way. Praise on March 12, 2011 (prose editor: Ink drops into 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…

Walk Alone

Maybe my heart falls into the distant mountains with the setting sun, and I always like to walk in the light breeze and dusk, looking at the mountains submerged by the sun, as if I am pursuing something: the past, the present and the future; Happy streams, the swaying branches are still the lost self. I can’t tell clearly what I am thinking about at this moment, and my steps are just moving mechanically, slowly stepping into the depth of dusk. The brisk footsteps fell on the winding path of streams and trees. Although it was raped by the hot sun in the daytime, the breeze blew my face here and the cool wind washed away the hot summer, leaving a little pleasant. In such a hot summer night, this place is the best place to go. However, my heart is still agitated and my mood is chaotic. The cheerful stream, like a sensible girl, gently twined around me, wanting to wash my worries with her clear body; The sound of the Valley cicada, like the magical sounds of nature, I intend to use the song as smooth as blood to inject vitality into my body; The branches on my head are luxuriant to dispel the hot summer and support a cool environment for me; The stones on the road are against my feet, as if reminding me to take every step carefully. Stretch out your arms to stretch your body and let the breeze roll over your tired body. I woke up with a sudden start, and The Black Path came over. Am I willing to let the night drown gradually? Can’t you find the way to come? No, I still have bright red blood on my body. I can’t go forward like this and immerse myself in a daze. Although the scenery here is beautiful, it is about to be submerged by darkness. Hurry back to the village and look around. There are lights everywhere. Praise on August 19, 2011 (prose editor: dropping ink into injury) 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…