End

Recalling (essay) at the end of the year, the bell rang, the bell rang, and the bell rang. We had a really happy life……. Time flies so fast. Just after the happy Christmas, it is the end of the year of the Horse in 2014. The Bell of the new year in 2015 is about to ring! A few days ago, I had a party with our good voice teacher. Fang Shu, a literary writing enthusiast, was with me, discussing about writing. There was a heated discussion on literary writing. The young editor of the radio station program “serve you” asked each of our teachers who came to the party to say a few words before the New Year. The general content is: first, you like to sing that song best, and tell me the reason why you like it; Second, what you yearn for most in the new year; Third, how do you manage money with extra money. Because teacher Fang Shu and I exchanged literature appreciation and writing, it was not until the last time that the editor teacher of radio station interviewed us. Hehe, I said to the microphone: my favorite song is the theme song “Hero hymn” in the classic old movie “Heroes and children” in Golden Age. The wind and smoke rolling in, singing Heroes, listening to the green mountains on all sides, listening to the ears. The Thunder on the sunny day knocked on the Golden Drum, the sea was roaring for harmony, the people’s soldiers drove tigers and leopards, and they sacrificed themselves to keep peace. Why the battle flag is as beautiful as a picture, the blood of heroes has dyed it red, and why the Earth is always in spring, and the blood of heroes bloom flowers. …… Every time I sing this song, I will think of the golden age when I was young in the past; The age when I worshiped heroes. The heroic spirit of revolution inspires everyone in the motherland during the period of socialist construction. Especially those generation who grew up with Mao Zedong Thought and revolutionary heroism inspiring and inspiring “we are successors of communism” and the fearless spirit of revolutionary heroism, which has no selfishness and devoted itself to the country and the people. In the era when material life was scarce, human spirit was particularly valuable. Therefore, whenever I sing this hymn which praises heroes, I can’t help ringing out. Countless revolutionary heroes who were willing to make revolution and devoted themselves selflessly and fearlessly in the past. It is precisely because of this selfless and fearless heroic revolution that we can succeed and build a new China. It is really because of the encouragement of countless martyrs who are selfless and brave in devoting themselves to heroism, it enabled the first five-year plan to be overfulfilled in advance in the early days of the founding of the People’s Republic of China; It was precisely because of the encouragement of revolutionary heroism that the volunteer soldiers, with heroism, defeated the American invaders with the most sophisticated weapons and technologies in the world who were armed to teeth. In the 1960 s, on the desert desert, scientific and technological workers, soldiers and workers and technicians in factories, inspired by the revolutionary heroic spirit, overcame difficulties one by one and developed and exploded atomic bombs, hydrogen bombs, artificial satellites, exploration of new oil fields, 10,000-ton hydraulic presses, steam turbines, etc. have made brilliant achievements. Golden Age, golden age, was a time of worshiping heroes and sacrificing oneself to others, which was full of enthusiasm for socialist construction everywhere. Under the leadership of the organization, the cadres set an example and took the lead in setting an example. Ordinary people fought for honor and worked and studied for hero models regardless of remuneration and not afraid of hard work. Inspired by the heroic spirits of Qiu caikang, Xiang Xiuli, Wang Cheng, Yang Gensi, Lei Feng, Ouyang Hai, Wang Jie, Jiao Yulu, Wang Jinxi, ya Shijuan, etc. The social atmosphere is clear, and there is no age when pornography, gambling, corruption and corruption prevailed. I have experienced this era of worshiping heroes, inspiring my life and experiencing my spirit. The sludge is hot and not dyed, not to mention high wind and light, Just keep a normal heart. At that time, hippies in Western society, the Beatles spirit was empty, and decadent cultural trend prevailed. Although the technology was advanced and armed to teeth, in front of volunteer soldiers who worshiped heroes and were full of revolutionary spirit and ideals, the arrogant and domineering Western Allied forces failed, so they had to surrender to the peace treaty. Throughout today, the material is abundant, the ideological education of leading cadres is lacking, and the ideological spirit is becoming increasingly empty. From the perspective of money, we are corrupt, proud of shame, haggle over the interests of ourselves and interest groups, greedy for nature and work for ourselves, and selfish. We lose ourselves under material enjoyment, lost Humanity. The crags rose and bad habits became popular, especially bureaucrats and entertainment circles. What should we advocate? What kind of life should we praise? We should identify what is right and wrong? What kind of life values should we advocate and establish? Particularly important! People without souls, so-called people with material desire and animalization, live like a walking corpse. Lost the inspiration of heroism spirit; Lost the common concept of freedom and equality of human beings, forgot the martyrs; Forgot the heroes who fought and sacrificed for this, the era of material desire, it is bound to lead to moral corruption, animal overflowing, spiritual emptiness, high crime rate and decadence and degeneration of spiritual morality. The Hypocritical Oath when raising your hand was just a stepping stone to steal power, promote and make a fortune, and satisfy your own desires. Returning to the spirit of heroism, opposing corruption, extravagance and extravagance, and worshiping heroes are also the call of the new era. Establishing correct values of life has a long way to go. In the movie “Heroes and Sons”, Wang Cheng is selfless and fearless, and has the courage to devote himself to heroism. He sings Heroes, praises heroes, reveres heroes, learns heroes, worships heroes, selflessly and fearlessly, the heroic spirit of devotion is the best education and spiritual incentive mechanism for people to establish correct values of life. I think in the new year, I hope leaders can further fight against corruption and promote honesty, fight against corrupt elements in leading cadres without mercy, establish integrity and oppose hedonism; Oppose hardship behind, enjoyment before, selfishness, it may be just a dream to haggle over every ounce and make policies and plans for seeking the interests of individual small groups all the time, so as to truly increase the welfare for the people at the bottom of the society and narrow the income distribution gap. In the 2015 New Year, be happy, sheep are beautiful, let’s not be evil gray wolf. I sang to hero worship from the bottom of my heart: come back, come back, wandering in the revolutionary heroism ideology and spirit, we should be full of lofty sentiments, what is expected is the gradual return of ideals and heroism……. Published at 04:30 P.M., December 26, 2014, Longbai kuyuzhai, western Shanghai. 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…

Unforgettable

[Hard to forget] Another year has passed. On the New Year’s Eve of 2015, I think of you again. From the day we met and knew each other in our childhood, you were destined to be written into my lines of poetry; The distance between you and me was 40 years; Leaving you and me the hardships of different lives and the traces of years. Where are you? Although you disappear in my sight and not in my eyes, I never forget you. We sang the songs of childhood together, and we shared the dreams of childhood day and night. My good classmate; Good DeskMate; Good sister; Good bosom friend, where are you. Whether you have retired at home or the Sichuan earthquake has hurt you again and again. At this moment, I want to know your news, and I want to see your childhood footprints in my eyes. From the separation 40 years ago to now, that ignorant care and miss are all in the bottom of my heart. Miss you is not in sight, miss you in dreams ,, hard to forget, we walk together on the road to school, hand in hand to cross the river. It is hard to forget that you put a ticket in my hand when I went to the military auditorium to watch a movie. I went to see Beijing opera with you [the Red Lantern] and it was hard to forget; I went to your house to find you to do your homework, and you held the hot steamed bun to me, saying that my mother asked me to give it to you. To this day; It still makes me feel the heat surging and the fragrance is so sweet. Time and tide wait. Time has brought us more than half a century. Whether I can still know your news. I really miss you that the Shili ditch in kangtun is still so long. 495 troops still lived at the foot of Laoyeling Mountain. The horn of marching everyday is still echoing in the valley. The old house you lived in is still waiting there empty Wang Li, you are the inheritance of soldiers, I am the child of farmers. We share different experiences in different lives. I really envy you. Whether I can still see your news here in our lifetime. Whether you can still wait until your return date. Wang Li, I really miss you. 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…

Home

Those things at home 2 articles/Ma Jiu (QQ:598849504) we have a home. Maybe freedom is largely restricted. Everything should be considered and considered for home, and we cannot do whatever we want. Unlike being single, you can spend a lot of time eating, drinking, and having fun by yourself. Plain is the truth. If we can abandon all the interference from the secular world, a plain life of a family is not a good thing! The difference between wanting to do one step and wanting to take another action has already been taken. With the high divorce rate in modern families, small quarrels or illness in the family will also cause strong winds and waves. As long as one person is sick, many families, not to mention seeing a doctor, the cost of living will also be a problem. One person is sick, and the whole family is unhappy. Some families are tortured to death by illness. Is it because they can do nothing? It’s not completely. Those families are sick, but they don’t pay attention to their own bodies. After a long time, the illness becomes more and more serious, to finally get out of hand. As a result, the other side didn’t want to pick up the mess again, but he was entrusted by desire and had some hope, which broke the whole family. However, it was the child who was always injured! Everything, not your own, will always be lost, but your own or your own. Cherish possession, let it go if you go. Life, when we know to turn back, we already regret it. Perhaps, the person who loves himself has not been there for a long time, and everything is different. Happiness, anger and sorrow, time will drag everyone away, no matter you are in regret, pain, busy, waiting. 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…

Deciduous

In spring, leaves fall into the heart, and I don’t want to leave! — Inscription on the snow dance, pure winter thoughts; On the rain fly, Qinghuan spring. Ye Luo passers-by, reincarnation of the four seasons; Red flowers bloom, hand in hand bright. Thank you for the fireworks, and take care of the fragrance! Flowers bloom, traveler will dismay hurried; Month Full Moon lacks, snow Yuhua still flying! Meet, the clouds in the world are light and the wind is light, and you can cherish it! There is a kind of encounter, which is very natural. Looking at each other and smiling, if the light wind passes over the water, you can feel a kind of warmth. Life, like ordinary grass, where does it not meet? In spring, birds and flowers are everywhere, and willow green style is everywhere. What came into my sight was full of delicate and charming, and what passed by was the thick mellow fragrance. However, after a spring rain, suddenly looking back, there were fallen leaves on that ground! No matter who you meet, he is the person who should appear in your life. It is no accident. He must teach you something. Shakyamuni once said so. The internet makes you happy and sad. It is the keyboard that is gently knocked, and the text is slowly flowing. Maybe you are at the end of the world, maybe I am at the Cape, but a character, like a smile, like a handshake, like a cup of green tea, like a hug, like a flower, can shorten the distance between each other instantly, like the neighbor next door! The spring breeze is ten miles away, and flowers bloom on the street, conveying wisps of warmth; The leaves are patches, the smoke from the kitchen is curling, and the red dust is flying! The fragrance of flowers in a season is sweet; The smoke and rain pervade the soul. How many passers-by, after several years, you are still you, I am still me, calmly passing through the days of wind and rain. The virtual space is the real you and me. Maybe, the love you like can’t see the sunshine, just like the dew in the morning; Maybe, a youth text touched you, can’t be self-controlled; Maybe, a sad language hurt you, heartbreak film …… words are poisonous, not fake at all, love and hate, can’t help! A dusk after rain, looking at the fallen leaves all over the ground, I was moved. Those leaves, spinning around the tree, were reluctant to leave. Maybe intentionally or unintentionally, they were blown into a big heart word by the wind, so magical! Naturally, I saw the extraordinary leaves. They grow up in the same sky and live peacefully in their own lives. They watch sunrise and sunset. Only in the breeze can they have intersection and listen to the sound of flowers, take care of the soil under the tree and moisten the nature! Isn’t the Internet also a big tree? Are you, me, exactly that leaf? Clear water without worry, all because of casual; Leaves without regret, all because of empty heart! Who says that we don’t care about fallen leaves? You and I are both passers-by in the world of mortals. It is not easy to meet each other in the vast sea of nets. With a sleeve of breeze, the drizzle weaves diagonally, which makes the spring and the moon warm! Sometimes, with a gentle smile, my heart is fascinated by you! Meeting is a kind of poetic beauty, whether real or virtual. Facing the empty network, you can think about anything and say anything. At this time, your soul is relaxed and joyful, and those sorrows in reality disappear, you are real at this moment. With warmth and affection, I just want to go to a feast of words! You see, the spring of that place, the sunshine of that place, the warmth of that place, the fallen leaves of spring, like floating elves scattered on the Earth, as well as the hurried time, reluctant to leave, it tells the joy of passers-! Go to the poor place, sit and watch the clouds rise! There is always some tenderness, hiding in a cut of spring; Some amorous feelings, swaying in a curtain of misty rain. Facing the wind and rain of the world calmly, it is good, and the loss is also good. After the wind and rain, the rainbow will appear! Falling red is not a ruthless thing, but turns into spring mud to protect flowers! Look at the yellow leaves, one or two, like a golden bird, flying up and down, and finally falling down peacefully, or going away with the wind, not knowing where to fall. However, leaves have no regrets, no matter it is the tree that nurtures it, or the Earth that accompanies it, blend in the soil and look for a destination, quiet as before! In this noisy world, as passers-by, you and me miss the wreath of youth, hope for the mercy of time and throb the beauty of love. However, we all need to have a place suitable for ourselves, it is used to place souls, isn’t it the same with fallen leaves? The light green of spring, the dark green of summer and the golden yellow of autumn ended its life from joy to beauty to quiet disappearance. In fact, leaves love the world with heart, so even its departure is quiet and beautiful. We are always looking for the true meaning of life. In fact, the true meaning of life lies not in the Times of breathing, but in the moments that make you unable to breathe! When a leaf lay quietly on the Earth, life came to an end, but it was still smiling without any sadness! Aren’t we just a leaf in the universe? Maybe one day, you and me, passing by someone on the noisy city streets, may stop and stare at the back that is far away …… looking back, years passed, past youth! Life is too short, there is no time for regret, if it is not the end, please smile forward! A piece of fallen leaves explains the wonderful life and the quiet beauty of separation! Unconsciously, wandering in the feelings of leaves, dancing, splashing fleeting years, hand in hand and leisurely, you are the fate I cherish all my life! Life is like a leaf, every piece of gentle, every piece of love! QQ/417740569 snow elimination 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…

Autumn

The weather is good this morning, plus working overtime for several days, I feel bored and anxious, and it is rare to go out for a walk. I decided to ride a bike and make a long journey to Taiji Island. Walking on the broad Riverside Road, the clear river along the road, the surrounding farmland is fragrant with melon and fruit, the greenhouse is just like, and the autumn color is dense. There are rows of neat vegetable beds, rows of elegant farmhouses, green lotus ponds, Tingting clear and straight lotus flowers dotted on the thick lotus leaves without water, the lotus leaves in the sky are so bright that the lotus flowers in the sun are different. Walking close to the lotus pond, occasionally, wild ducks flew in a daze. One or two yachts across the calm water very quickly on the distant river surface, lifting ripples of wheels. Over the surrounding villages? a href=’ search.php ‘Target = ‘_blank’> I’m reluctant to spend a lot of time in the battle of naganwan? ldquo; The village is warm and remote, and there is smoke in Yiyi market. Some early fishing enthusiasts are taking out their equipment while some are already fishing leisurely. The Agreement, peace and persistence on their faces are admirable. Although the Sunny Sun in mid-autumn Festival had risen, it was warm and warm. A touch of pale gray clouds in the sky and the distant mountains like Dai formed a very beautiful picture scroll. I put down the car and found a secluded place by the river to sit down, enjoying and squandering the rare leisure and freedom wantonly. In a comfortable and leisure, casual and loose place, I slowly removed the complexity and noise of the world, the heaviness and trifles of life, and the hypocrisy and impetuousness of soul. I like quietness, more plain, I like simplicity, prefer Park. I sat on a stone, surrounded by dense reeds and luxuriant vegetation, which made me embrace it. I could hardly see everything around, but only the lake water in front of me. This is also good, which temporarily separates me from reality, letting my thoughts fly and my soul indulge. I looked at everything around me quietly. Autumn is a season full of life. Some moths, small crawlers, earthworms and birds flying around from time to time that have never been seen in daily life are more interesting than things! Everything seems so fresh and natural, although it is morning, But only when I was young, the sound of insects and cicadas that I heard in the summer night in the field lingered around my ears, which seemed to bring people into a carefree and innocent childhood, at that time, we could say everything we could find childlike fun and joy, and any exciting or curious places and places: swimming by the Taohe River, climbing high apricot trees to pick up apricot and dig out bird nests, catch fish in the Imperial Canal and go to the hill beside the village to catch pheasant. There are also all kinds of games that can’t be called names now. They often play in darkness. They forget their parents’ entrustment to housework when they go to work and forget to eat. Of course, there must be storms when they return home. Spit Spit Spit —– suddenly a rush of speedboat motor sound startled my thoughts. The speedboat left ripples on the calm lake, and at the same time, it also set off ripples on My Heart Lake. I sat quietly, looking at the distance with a dull look. Gray cranes and waterbirds flew up from time to time on the Bird Island which was full of prosperity and vitality, flying and playing in the sky, and suddenly returned to their habitat calmly, this is really their paradise. Because it is an island, there are few threats from other natural enemies and people’s troubles. They enjoy the rare pure land and tranquility in the modern industrialized society, just like a paradise. Hehe hehe —– not far away, several young boys and girls carried traveling bags, held hands and rolled up their trouser legs to play by the river. After seeing that they brought a lot of things, they also took advantage of this rare leisure time to relax. I looked at my watch, it’s time to cook for my daughter, and my thoughts and people have to go back to reality——. Along the way, I walked and thought that people actually put invisible shackles on themselves, and they would not adjust and relax themselves. Striving for fame and wealth, ambitious and tired of fame, this is not good, that is not good, this is not enough, that is too little. In this society full of copper smell and material desire, in fact, I have to untie myself. As teacher Wei Shusheng said, the most rare thing is a common heart. In this bizarre society, as an educator, when dealing with gains and losses, success and failure, profits and fame, the most rare thing is a common heart. Only in this way can one be calm, relieved, suddenly. On September 15, 2011, Liu Jiaxia praised (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…

Parents

This season has entered the deep of spring. The wind is fine and sunny. Cherry blossoms and Begonia suck the sweetness of dew in the morning, and birds on the branches sing happily. I lay on the bed with my eyes open and watched my lover writing calligraphy beside the desk in the laziness of Sunday. The tip of the pen was like a dancing elf, dancing lightly on the paper and dancing, several rows and columns of vigorous calligraphy works were in front of my eyes. I pretended to be an expert to give directions. I was not good at calligraphy, but I liked the world where the tip of the pen danced. The phone rang, it was mom: I am not going to work today, you all come back for dinner! My mother is 69 years old this year. She is tough, smart, hardworking and simple. She was poor when she was young and didn’t read books for a few days. She was busy farming till her fifties. After several of our siblings were studying and working, her parents left the farmland to do some small business at home near the street, mother started her unremitting working career in her life, working in a clothing factory in the residential area. Most of the bosses and workmates were acquaintances of neighbors for many years, mom’s job is to separate the model name of the finished garment in the final process and pack it according to the specified packaging. Because she works seriously, has a positive attitude, works hard without complaint, and is kind to others, the boss and colleagues all respect her and like her, and always ask her to do things in the factory, not to shut her out because of her age. She left early and late every day in the workshop, and worked diligently and responsibly. Because she had no family burden and could understand the family difficulties of her colleagues, she often helped others coordinate the overtime hours, it is difficult to take care of colleagues in the family. Colleagues respect her and have a good relationship. Because she herself works in a factory, she is the oldest but does not fall behind at all. She has a sense of pride in front of our younger generation. My father had been doing finance in the factory in his early years, and he did some small business at home after the bankruptcy of the enterprise. When they were free, they opened the wasteland with their mother in the open space behind the house, planted some melons, vegetables, beans and fruits, etc. The old couple always maintained a hardworking and frugal life style and were kind to others. There were always some old friends gathering in front of my father’s door, chatting about state affairs and family affairs or playing chess games. There were also some neighbors and relatives with lower education who would come to my father to help me with some small things about writing and drawing, and my father was willing to help, and more enjoy them. The vegetables my mother planted after work were always lush and varied. My father often called to urge us to go home and bring some fresh vegetables back, proud of their green food without any pollution or fertilizer, neighbors and familiar passers-by can often get gifts from their mother. Their life is simple and simple, eating vegetables they grow, the busy figures of the two also shine in the alternation of seasons. I used to think that filial piety meant that parents didn’t have to do things and had nothing to do. Everything was fine to eat, wear, live and live. I persuaded my mother again and again not to work so hard and to get out early and get back late to work in the factory; my father took care of his small business through trials and hardships, and also helped my mother to open up wasteland, order beans and pick melons. At ordinary times, the old couple also save food and reduce their use, and most of them eat vegetables. I thought they were too hard, arguing with them self-righteous, and strongly demanding them to live in the standard of enjoyment as I imagined, however, no matter how I asked, they either refused angrily or ignored them, and finally ended up with my failure. When you are older, you will see more old people around you and know that their wishes are nothing more than that you don’t have to worry about everything for your children. You don’t have to worry about your children when you are healthy and happy, they prefer to work in a full state to prove that they are not old and have the ability to help their children or others. In fact, they are the happiest thing if they are not old or do not become burdens. In this way, for this kind of contribution, they are the happiest. Therefore, I no longer require my parents to stay at home completely to be leisurely old people. I respect them, do whatever they like, and wish them health forever. After I went back to my mother’s home, I would take the initiative to ask them for vegetables and bean melons they planted. My mother always happily held plastic bags of different sizes and packed them in the same way, at the same time, I also introduced other things I didn’t know. My father helped me deliver things back and forth. I would enjoy myself like a spoiled princess. At this time, my parents were just like young people, meet the requirements of their underage children and fully demonstrate their vigor and vitality. Looking at their quick and cheerful figure, I feel that I have become a little girl who hasn’t grown up yet. I can sit on my mother’s bed lazily and enjoy the favor of my parents to my heart’s content. But at this time, my parents were very happy for me to enjoy their achievements lazily, which was totally different from the harsh and harsh punishment I had given to me when I was young. It turns out that my parents are healthy, and I am young. Their well-being makes me full of gratitude for life. When I came back to my mother’s home, my mother sometimes worked in a factory, and I would go to find her. My mother often saw me or her colleagues from a distance telling her that my mother would run towards me, her vigorous figure will move me happily. Tears will overflow in my eyes. At this time, the sky is so blue and life is so beautiful. Although we are always ready to be filial to our parents, I wish all parents in the world peace and health at this moment, because as long as our parents are healthy, we can be young 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…

Essays

One I am an introverted and low-key man, who is speechless and clumsy in expression. Sometimes he is silent and calm, and even gives people the feeling of being dull. But I don’t know when I started to write casually. Years are long, unconsciously, a few not long experiences are brewing and forming. Excited, he read aloud over and over again, and felt that his own things were so kind, so he danced happily and was excited. Watching and pondering, all kinds of scenes related to these words will flash at a time —- lonely four seasons in the mountain area, locked in a wooden barrel house, I will sit and write for several hours, it is really incredible to think carefully. These simple words are indeed not the crystallization of one day or two days. Looking back on the vicissitudes of life, several calendars were dense, several 365 pages, each page was classic, and there were more than a dozen heavy diaries. In this way, I went from scrawling and crooked to the present. After several years of struggle, I vaguely saw the resplendence of the literature Palace. I often see many great writers publishing books and telling stories about themselves and books in their preface. I like that feeling so much, just like standing on the podium with bright lights and saying a series of thanks to the microphone: Thank God, thank you for several books of northern literature, thank you Yu Qiuyu, thank you for self-examination, for all the books I have read that moved me and have not touched me, for the night, for the time, for my body, for the cigarettes that accompanied me, I know their souls are still paying attention to my words. Huddling in the bed, I have heard pieces of applause countless times in illusion. I don’t know what these upside-down languages will become in others’ eyes, but I can’t control so much. Let others talk about it. After all, it is drawn by my own hands, at least I have touched the world (myself). I deserve it. There is no blank memory of my life history in the several stars of vicissitudes, at least there are traces of boredom and emptiness. Some people say that time is a cold and extraordinary swordsman in the world. When the blade passes, all heroes and scumbags are ashes, and the length of life will not obey people’s will. I was afraid that when my passion and flesh were exhausted, I was still empty-handed. Instead of that, I might as well leave these broken things behind, because it records the countless real seasons in my young life that make me feel excited, and explains the most direct touch in the heart at that moment. I dare not expect others’ encouragement, because the pothole I walked all the way has created my psychological quality of not being shy. Confidence and ignorance and fearlessness have moistened and encouraged me. If you want to criticize, please approve it. Don’t worry, I won’t fall down, because your criticism will definitely give me soberness and supervision. I have made all my psychological preparations, I have even used it for myself because I am overconfident and boring. As long as you speak for my article, I will thank you. I understand: the healthy growth of a life requires two extreme assertions, people should face the capricious humiliation and favor bravely when they are alive. The road is stepped out, history is written by people, and every step of people’s actions is writing their own history. There is a fixed number of how many words a person writes in his life. Once he writes, it should not be wasted. When it comes to my life, I was once occupied by a long period of suffering, which is unique, boundless and unspeakable. Only when I was lonely and lonely, I cursed fiercely that the 21st century called substitute teacher would come into being. I used to think that if I had a second choice, would my life be different? Of course, this is a proposition without positive solutions, because there is no second time in life. It is just that there are some boring thoughts like this, and the integrated words often jump in front of us. Every time I sit in a messy room and write these inexplicable things, even I don’t know whether to vent or pour out. I always delusion that if someone sees them, will they understand this loneliness and be moved? Will you cry like every time you read them? I think for some viewers who live in such a busy society, for some people who don’t know loneliness and suffering, they will be naive and worthless. Indeed, I lived around myself in an ordinary and small way, without any earthshaking and ups and downs, and never saw the life of a noble family. Opening my experience, there was only an endless depression. It was just a caterpillar who ate tens of thousands of volumes of books and a footer crying in loneliness. It was not qualified to feel and write, it’s just that the mentality of self-entertainment supports me. I just want to simply sketch the path of a worm walking. I am so small, and the pen in my hand is even smaller. Injustice has made this world become hot and cold. Inferiority makes the image of insects ugly and wretched, so the pen in my hand trembles and cannot be publicized, the image outlined is inevitably extreme and tricky, and some problems can only be superficially left here after all. But I said to myself happily: I finally did something that others could not replace. The third hobby writing started from an accidental opportunity. I remember that I was only forced to write an article about hydrology for my students. After thinking a lot, I woke up my interest in writing, and from then on, it was out of control. Endless I wrote many letters and diaries about myself, but so many were all tragedies, just for myself. Sometimes I feel very funny when thinking about it. The composition assigned by the teacher often makes people nervous and never gets praise once. Occasionally, I would not believe that I would fall in love with the writings in my school days even if those words that didn’t match each other were killed. It was the king who had one eye in the country of the blind, so he forced himself to the road. I often feel that I don’t know the sense of shame when writing, so I think it is wonderful after thinking a few words in a crooked way, and then I read them to my good friends in a sentimental way. Most of the time, my friends snored everywhere, but I was reading, writing, writing, reading. I was intoxicated in the midnight alone. After that, I read those sentences that I once thought were wonderful, which were really dull and meaningless. As time passes, I am like a mental patient trapped in narcissism. I have written a lot on and off, and none of the fragments can be formed. Seeing the energy is greatly reduced, we have to work hard for survival. I often have no chance to write in my hand for several months. I am really sorry for myself if I don’t pick two articles. I used to tell myself that choosing a substitute was a big mistake in my life, but I knew that there was no turning back in life. It was useless to complain. Sighing and crying would only hurt myself, I can only choose to dry my tears and march forward bravely. Persistence means victory, giving is proportional to harvest. These things called Truth have been thrown away by me for countless times and picked up from the ground for countless times. Struggle and persistence have collapsed for countless times, he stood stubbornly from the original place for countless times. Now, when I still persist in fighting in this place called Qingfeng primary school, holding the heavy fruit called becoming a regular worker in my hand, I wholeheartedly, racking my brains and serving more than ten teachers and more than 200 students with a vision called principal, I suddenly felt that God was caring for us, it was he who insisted on shaping the miserable people more solid, so he deliberately put me into this rough and tortuous way to hone me. The traces left behind for more than ten years were crooked and touched, those twists and turns and efforts are actually my greatest wealth. It turns out that suffering is cultivating me deliberately. It teaches me what is strong and what is hard work, here I salute them respectfully! 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…

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Those words of comfort to interpret, those touched me, let me in these days, facing different faces and outcome, 1.1 point accumulation, 1.1 points precipitation, in the ice of the soul, trying hard to find the gap and breathing freely desperately, what is required is not much, but the little expectations and tolerance accumulated in the heart. The butterfly breaking out of the cocoon was transformed into extraordinary beauty after struggling and unbearable pain; however, The Thorn Birds burning in the fire may not understand what is the real heroic until everything vanishes. After knowing the result, I unexpectedly found that I didn’t even have the strength to cry. In a flash, I had the impulse to cry for my pain and helplessness at that time. As an ordinary person or such an ordinary woman, she is doomed to be unable to bear the vigorous, ups and downs of life, nor to expect distant dreams. Everything is so natural, everything is just because it may move some people and also move yourself. When it comes to an end, I find that I feel a little lost, not because of success or failure, but because I feel the gap between the needs of the soul and the reality, and feel the peace and indifference after the fierce. In fact, the end of everything is relaxed, I am still small and cannot change anything. Year after year, day after day, I was still stupid and not sophisticated, but it seemed that I found that my heart was between gain and loss, and I could turn around freely, and I could move forward and retreat freely. So, apart from hesitation, deliver everything to time and the call of the soul. At the end of this year, there are still some unfinished wishes. Maybe, just sit here quietly, without thinking about anything or demanding, what accompany you is this little cold, slow music, light feelings, thick warmth. At the end of the year, the fleeting time is like a song, flowing slowly. Tomorrow will come and today will end. Then I hope there will be sunshine, brightness, flowers and beauty tomorrow. 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…

Have this

Rain, up. Listen, the raindrops outside the window hit the windowsill, which seemed to tell an endless love affair. Inscription (1) meeting you is my fate in this life. Lean against the bed, close your eyes and concentrate, and pass through the time and space of memory. In the fleeting time, your smile is as beautiful as flowers and paintings. Your blue silk is a poem and a line. That day, you walked lightly from the sea of flowers, stopped beside me and sat lightly. Beautiful eyes slightly opened, lips lightly sealed, smile. At the moment when the four eyes were opposite, a flourishing age was opened. That is like the eyes of water, breathtaking, the faint fragrance, silk into the soul. Silent, sultry hearts. You are the snow lotus that I have been looking for for a long time in the world of mortals. I don’t know when to start, smiling your smile and suffering your pain. In the fleeting time, the moon shines on flowers, intoxicated with the beauty like your flowers. In the world of mortals, poetic, love your talent like poetry. When I meet you, I will disturb the world of mortals. Looking back and smiling, I will mess up the floating life. From then on, I fell in love with you and dreamed of you. I thought that when the years went old and the blue silk turned into white hair, I held my hand and watched the sunset. I don’t want to, but it becomes my dream of leaving the world of mortals, a dream for thousands of years. (Ii) dream-seeking Bai Luomei said: It only takes a moment to encounter a person. Falling in love with someone is often a lifetime. I met you in a moment, but fell in love with you in my whole life. On the bank of time, take the time not old, memory not weathered. Start a walk-and-go journey, to find, to find the dream left behind in the world of mortals. From then on, on the ferry of fleeting time, beside the platform of the world of mortals and beside the dock of years, there was an extra figure, a figure looking for dreams. One month, half a year, one year. World love, lingering red. A beautiful image reflects my mind, thanks to the world of mortals. Meet with voiced sound, meet with words, wait for the first time. If the dust settles down, I will carry my son’s hand. No words, no words, look at each other and smile, talk about the world of mortals. If you are a lotus flower, I would like to wait another season for you to bloom and share a summer. If you are a bib, I would like to wait another year until you come back and fly with two wings. If you join hands in this life, I am willing to link with you and go back to the past. Love you, wait for you. Looking at the beauty of blooming flowers, waiting quietly for a feeling of flying with wings…….. (Do you know if you are far away, in this quiet night, love you do not forget your original heart) WEN/Xia Mufeng (meet in summer, first see like Mu Chun Feng) wrote in 2014.12.15 like (prose editor: drops of ink hurt) 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…

Summer

Summer actually appeared. Yesterday evening, I walked on the bridge hand in hand with my husband. A wisp of wind came from the river, cool and refreshing. I stopped and was reluctant to leave. In fact, it was also good to blow the wind on this beautiful summer evening. It was a pleasure to live with the breeze and bright moon and the lover. There were white clouds in the sky unexpectedly. In the summer evening, there was no gorgeous sunset glow, but unexpectedly there was blue sky and white clouds. How long did you not see this white cloud? So pure, not like the gray sky in the past. Occasionally you can see one or two birds flying over the water. Looking from a distance, you can only see the black shadow, flying to the distance suddenly, the boundless clouds. In the past, not far from the gate of the north gate, there was always loud music. From time to time, you could hear the sound of inviting everyone to join the dance floor and dancing both from the radio. Last night, maybe it was a little early. The dancer hadn’t come yet. After all, the sky is too bright, it seems that this kind of double dancing is not suitable to do when the light is too bright; When the sky is dark, it seems to be much better, more excited, more ambiguous, there are more demagogic things. Li Zi has been listed. It should be said that it has been listed for a while, and it seems a little difficult to find Li Zi from the real estate. I love to eat plums, and this hobby comes from when I gave birth to my daughter in those years, which has not changed until now. Finally, they were found in the load-carrying place of a countryman, regardless of whether they were fresh or not, and they grabbed a large bag. It is a pity that there is no water to wash, so you can’t eat a few pills immediately. It is hard for my husband to accompany me when he is free, and it is even harder for me to go out of the house. Therefore, we walked around the street, found a remote snack bar, and ate a bowl of wonton respectively, which unexpectedly made us feel good, how long has it been since I ate in the street shop? In fact, it is also very convenient to eat. The key is that there is no such happy mood everywhere on the street. It was finally dark. On the way back, music was heard all the way, one after another, one after another. Thinking of the scene of Li Zi walking along the river several years ago, I begged my husband to accompany me to walk around the city wall. He thought it was too noisy there and didn’t want to go there, but finally he didn’t stop my steps. There are all kinds of people taking exercise by the river, some walking fast, some strolling leisurely, and more dancing with sweat. Where they danced, the two loud horns played music respectively, which were irrelevant to each other and intruded each other. I don’t understand how dancing people there can achieve a kind of selflessness in such a messy music. At least I am can’t do it. It seems that happiness does not lie in the environment, but in people’s mood. I am envious of these people who live a simple and free life. Unlike me, no matter what I do, I always look forward to the future. My husband’s left and right hands were full of the booty we bought in the street, but he insisted on leaving me empty. I don’t know if he deliberately showed off in front of outsiders and showed his masculinity, but anyway, still touched me. Let’s make a show. As long as I can make a show for a lifetime, am I willing to enjoy this show? The House on the Golden waterfront stood there quietly, dark, and it was estimated that few families had stayed there. I had planned to buy a house there, just because there was a mother river, the ancient city wall opposite the river bank, and the bustling crowd. Who said I didn’t like the bustle? Although I don’t want to join in the bustling crowd, I still want to see the bustle of others. People are afraid of loneliness after all, and no one can really enjoy loneliness, even God can’t. For all kinds of reasons, I still couldn’t make up my mind to buy a house by the river. There were too many things that were disturbed by people. Some wishes might only stay in the bottom of my heart and could not be realized all the time. If you can’t realize it, you can’t realize it. At least you have a dream, at least you have a short happiness of dreaming. There are also people dancing ballroom dancing at the bridge, but it seems that there are always more people watching than dancing. Visitors are full of interest, and dancing people seem to be more happy because of these visitors. People are really strange animals! Part of the world is always performing and part is being spectators. When I reached the bridge, the dance music was just a song that I liked. I couldn’t avoid the vulgar, so I also became a spectator for a moment. Some people’s dancing skills are really good. Although they haven’t entered the dance floor for nearly two or ten years, there are still some appreciation standards. I seemed to see a particularly familiar figure among those who hugged and hugged. Of course, I knew it must not be her, but just like her. Just because she was like her, at that moment, there was a different feeling in her heart: would she appear here? Will she dance so fondly? Will she have such simple and ordinary happiness? When turning into the community, the old man guarding the door unexpectedly waved to my husband and me, and said hi in a tone of young talent. The night was so good that it made people younger. The community was very quiet, and the pedestrians who came and went in the daytime had already disappeared. The rest was just the shadows of the trees. Listening carefully, you could hear the smashing insects in the grass. Are there wild flowers in the grass? It seems that I have never noticed it, but I think there must be. They may be very small, either white or light purple. There should be no flowers on the trees, pomegranate flowers will bloom in May, peach trees will also come to the fruiting season, and the blooming season of flowers will be earlier than before. Who calls the community not to plant the rose? Only the Rose can bloom regardless of season. Finally I went home, made a cup of strong tea and sat quietly. From time to time, the night wind lifted off the white gauze curtain in the room, bringing the smell of grass outside the window, mixed with the smell of flowers and plants in the room, enchanting around me. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…