Moshang

The Wings of Time just shook gently in the Time Tunnel, and the end of the year was already the end. It was too late to recall and think about it. The sound of running hoof in the year of sheep had echoed in my ears. The beauty of life lies in that people live in the world. Being alive is wonderful. Only a living soul can activate the nerve of life, move the weight wheel of life, and be vivid. Only in life can there be songs of joy, love, sorrow and dullness, can we completely interpret all the connotations of life. On the street, the running steps are in a hurry. The wind is bleak, the winter is lunar December, the frost and snow are cold, and at the end of the season, the warmth wrapped in my heart is warm. Holding the setting sun at the end of the year, the Spring Festival lingered nearby. Although the wind, Frost and sword are raging, in the world, warm and charming stories are staged everywhere, and songs of the right path are rising everywhere. The annual late age involves the long inheritance of the Chinese nation, the admiration of yellow skin and black hair, and the solemn and solemn worship of thousands of Chinese descendants. Not only ourselves, but also the Chinese living on the whole Earth, are rushing for the coming of this festival, singing and shouting. Spring Festival, a Spring Festival, is not only the end of a year, but also the reincarnation of a year. It not only sent away the ups and downs of the year, but also welcomed the high expectations of the new year. How many helplessness, how many forbearance, how many misfortunes, how many sorrows, are buried with the past years. How much hope, how much hope, how much persistence, how much love, build a sweet dream of the new year. Deep in the world, the wind is also quiet. I am in love with the kindness of life and chewing the sense of life. I hang the mediocre end of the year by the door. Looking at the busy neighborhood preparing for the new year, listening to the inquiries made for the end of the year, looking at the peace and prosperity in the deep part of life, I deeply bless the warm world. Suddenly, I found that the floating clouds at the end of the year were also laughing for the beauty of the world. The laughter was so pure, so sweet, and so happy, passing through the high sky affectionately. Maybe the Sun was also infected, and suddenly it came out quietly, expressing its affection deeply towards the Earth, the heart and the general public of the mortal fireworks. The white light is so warm, which makes people mistake that spring has come ahead of time. At the end of the year, Yuan Ye seemed to be rejoicing and singing for such happiness. Without the Depression, decline, decadence and coldness of winter. What I see is happiness, happiness, poetic and emotional heart. I didn’t know where the biting cold wind went. In the warm embrace of sunshine, love was so sweet and soft, and the wind was also so quiet. Firecrackers in-year-old in addition, spring breeze gifts into Tusu. On the pupil day of thousands of households, new peaches are always replaced with old symbols. In a few days, the Spring Festival is coming. With the sound of firecrackers, the old age will be removed, and the past year will be passed gently. I am thinking about the passing away, recalling the past events in my life. That feeling, that kind of memory, that kind of emotion that I don’t know how to express, deeply oppresses my eyes, unconsciously, tears of exclamation gently flow out of my eyes …… cherish the past and show new life, embrace the sunrise. Melting time in the river, happy smile and welcome the light. Warm in the world, beautiful scenery everywhere. Look, walking in a hurry. Listen, the wind is quiet. Pastoral/love. QQ:2657945175. Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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…

Years Kong-style

Premier Keqiang inspected Guizhou years ago and said, “the most delicious year is in the county! Yes, spring is also called Spring Festival. Spring is probably related to the recovery of everything and the cultivation and seeding of seeds. Without the local flavor, the year will lose its flavor. This is also a big city, a big road, a big tall building, the big shopping malls are incomparable, so the taste of the year is still the strongest in that small village. The year in my mind is still in an unknown small village near Poyang Lake. Since lunar December 26, there have been different villages celebrating the Spring Festival every day in the village where Zhuang Zi lives. Why is it not unified? It has been impossible to study it carefully for a long time, what I like is that I am a child, and I am celebrating the real New Year every day. At that time, the villages were often out of power. When we went out at night, we would bring a kerosene lamp made of ink bottle to play. The door of the villagers was never plugged, leaving enough channels for children to play. On the New Year’s Day, ancestors were to be worshiped, and every family would serve sacrifices on the square table of the ancestral hall. Beside the square table was a wooden water pump, and the square table was crowded with heads, A solemn gift for the newborn boy to enter the genealogy. At night, firecrackers were set off outside the ancestral hall, which was a sound and a true feeling. Then pray to God, and leave the paintings in the rice of Pingfu by the gods and people in the family to show the good luck of the coming year. Early in the morning of the first day of junior high school, there had been Playmates calling on the windowsill. They woke up in a hurry and paid New Year greetings to the whole village regardless of washing. The elder would grab a handful of potato chips and put them into the bag, and send a cigarette to each child. After visiting the village, the pocket was full, and there was a handful of scattered cigarettes in their hands. After handing in, the elder would pay New Year greetings to each other, then I went to the place of big camphora beside the pond in the village. The bombardment of opening the door on the first day of junior high school was set off under this tree. After the bombardment of the whole village was set off, half of the older children began to come out of the heaven, and broke the sprouted green branches on the tree and threw them from. Men and women who had already jumped for joy under the tree were competing for the branches left. Who got more meant that there were many happy events in the new year. Most marriages in rural areas are also held around the Spring Festival. Two children are dressed in red silk, holding two green bamboos with tender leaves on the top, followed by the strong men in the village to see if they are stylish, it depends on the objects that men lift. The more objects there are, the more the status of men will be. Most banquets in rural areas are placed in their own courtyards. Tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks are brought by relatives and friends in the village. The host family does not need to take care of them. A large jar was placed in the corner of the courtyard, and the soup in the jar was fired because of the firewood, and the smell was very mellow. Before the opening ceremony, the host would call a few urchins and hand them a gong to beat them all over the village. When the three gongs began, hearing the sound of the gong, relatives and friends in the village would leave the house and shout to each other to enter the banquet. The position in the table is only on the main table, which is designed for my mother’s uncle to sit. Even if he is a three-year-old child, he is the only one who must be courteous. When opening the table, there was usually a so-called emissary, with a red face and a loud voice, introducing the people at the main table in a simple way, and then shouting for the table in a hurry with a little shyness. No one is willing to take the first place in the passageway, and that place is to serve dishes and treat everyone to use the table. In the era of poor materials, new clothes are only worn during the Spring Festival, for fear of being contaminated with oil stains, cherish times. If the wine is old, only when you are nostalgic can you smell the strong love in it! Like (prose editor: indifferent) 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…

Window

I some oppressed. The office I just changed last night, the room was small, the drawer was gone, and I shared a desk with other colleagues, which I could accept. The only thing I couldn’t bear was the big French window on the right side of my body. In the past, when I entered the office in the morning, the first thing I did was to open the curtain covering the big window, two, three, four, one by one, until I welcomed the brightness of the whole room. I used to sit on the seat, and my favorite action was to look out. Right below are the upward stairs and the square square. Occasionally, you can also encounter strange human beings who are still murmuring words while lowering your head and stepping on the plaid. Look, there is also an uncle holding the car, stretching his arms and twisting his waist. Right ahead is the red Teaching Building Group, solemn red, matched with the long dark green dustbin which can not be ignored nearby, which gives birth to a kind of harmonious beauty surprisingly. On the right back are slightly curved passageways and accompanying vegetation, Green Pine at the entrance, Wintergreen along the road, unknown dwarf trees decorated with red fruits and yellow turf lying on the open ground weakly. If you want to say what you like most, you should also count the yellow plum on the corner of the square under the corridor. The slightly rough branches and the small yellow flowers which were not so conspicuous were always mistaken as the Spring Festival at first, until a gust of wind came, the fragrance of wintersweet came to the nose. In front of the left are artificial lake pavilions and winding stone roads. The water is not very clear, and the stone walls are attached with simple vines, which is a unique desolation in late winter and early spring. Further out, there was the car dealership of Chuanliu. In the building area which started to rush to work years ago, if we caught up with the day of every five days, we would vaguely see a large number of tents gathered in Wujia village. This is a half window. Looking out from the seat, you can’t receive the scene within a mile. In the distance were the buildings of chess and cloth, and in the further distance were the towering office buildings and chimneys braving white smoke. In the distance were the Misty Mountains, and there were still several strips vaguely standing on the horizon which looked like tower cranes. It feels a little marvelous. I used to be a large and spacious French window with a wide view, but I only focused on the scenery in front of me. I never had the desire and thought of overlooking from afar. But the window in front of me brought me an unexpected deeper vision. 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…

shou qiu

Back to the countryside, it was just when the villagers were busy in autumn. Men and women were busy in the field, breaking off corn, pulling soybean, picking Mountain wood and digging sweet potatoes at this time in previous years, I am also among them. I will fly home with a basket of mountain wood or a basket of corn sticks. As the big wooden cabinet in the central room was a little thick, my tired steps would gradually slow down. But now, I stood blankly, looking at the busy and excited figures of the villagers. I could only feel sincerely happy for them in my heart. My land has been deserted since my father died. Some of them were naturally abandoned when returning farmland to forests, and some of them were covered with the mountain Wood and walnut trees planted by my father before his death. The Busy harvest of autumn was all given to the neighbors, I also became an idler when I came back to the village in the busy autumn season, but I knew that they cherished every piece of land and also understood the simple truth that people were diligent and not lazy. There was too much rain this year, and the flood happened again. The annual growth was not particularly good. Many potatoes were blown away in the flood, and the corn was not full to the tip, due to the cold in the late spring when blooming at the beginning of the year, the mountain Wood did not bear much fruit, but the soybean grains were full. When the brother-in-law who was nearly sixty years old said these words, his face was quiet, and there was no sign of complaining. I know he is comforting himself and forgiving God. Brother-in-law carefully harvested buckwheat and soybean in the field, just like a tassel collector. He walked past and had to come back for a few glances. In order to drop a stick of soybean, he bent down again, carefully pinched it and pulled it up. He seemed to hold a sleeping baby tightly in his arms. The elder sister had been ill several years ago, and she was not in good health, but she was also busy in the field. Her dress was still so simple that the blue jacket was already gray, which matched her slightly gray hair. My nephew and niece both went to Yueqing, Zhejiang province to work, leaving them, like two old corns standing proudly in the autumn field. Yes, these are the two crops that can’t be done with cold and hot weather, except that the years bend their backs and the wind and frost turn their black hair white, what else can change their faith and expectation for autumn? What do you want to plant, what do you want to harvest, your own land is decided by yourself. How much can be planted and how much can be collected are not all decided by yourself, let alone by God. Let’s have a good discussion between sweat and rain, and cooperate with each other. The old corn after autumn must crack its golden teeth, smile from ear to ear. I asked my brother-in-law whether to plant wheat after autumn, and he said: plant! It is certain that the grain price rises. It is said on TV that the state encourages farmers to grow grain, and the grain is protected and the lowest purchase price. Maybe the grain price next year will go up a lot. The elder sister also hurriedly added, “people coaxed people for a while, and they coaxed people for a year. This year, if the famine went on, they would not be able to take over the local atmosphere in the future. Looking at the busy figures of my elder sister and brother-in-law, I suddenly felt the charm of the land. I found that it was the atmosphere of the land mentioned by my elder sister that raised their spirits and moistened them. My nephew and niece have persuaded them many times to stop farming and move to their newly built house in the county. First, they take care of them. Second, they are getting old, it was time to enjoy the happiness, but they said that they were reluctant to go, saying that they could not leave the land. If they left, they would feel uncomfortable and would get sick. I thought it was an excuse, but now I understand that the land really cares about them and keeps them. The land did not speak for the whole life, but the words were all given to the grain and entrusted to the local atmosphere. That is actually not profound, but we just don’t understand and can’t figure it out when we live in the city. Standing at the edge of the land, I silently bless my fellow villagers in my hometown. May they all live healthily and happily, cultivate and harvest on their own land. Even though the harvest like this year is not very abundant, they are self-satisfied and enjoy the joy given by the land. Although the harvest on these lands could not change much money, what they wanted was the constant affection with the land and the integration with the breath of seasons, which was enough. 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…

Watch

I have lived in this community for seven years. I like this community mainly because there is a lake on the opposite side of the community. I like walking on the green path around the lake and living beside the water, compared with the river-pillow family in the old town in the south of the Yangtze River, they also have different feelings. Since it is a quiet place, the natural business atmosphere has faded a lot. There is a row of shops downstairs in the two buildings near the street of the community, which call themselves wangpu. Among them, there are many personnel changes. Outsiders should watch a scene quietly, and the scenes are also lively and wonderful. When I first arrived, this shop was very depressed. A total of twelve or three shops, only three of which were open at that time, two of which were car beauty maintenance and one was sports lottery. The business of the vehicle repair shop seems to be good. Many vehicles are parked in front of the door every day, most of which are washed and done, making sewage flowing all over the floor. Workers are wearing rain boots, waving big towels and working happily, play. There were also vehicles coming for repair. They unloaded the tires and the doors, and the sick ones stopped there. At that time, the occupancy rate of the community was not high and the number of private cars was not high, so the surrounding large open spaces were used by these two vehicle maintenance stores, which was arbitrary and comfortable. In the middle of the sports lottery store, there are people coming and going all day long. Some people buy lottery tickets in a hurry and then leave. Some people sit and study the market trend. Some people gather together, smoke cigarettes and discuss the market situation, there were so many people talking about everything that the shops were so smoky that buying a lottery needed to go through the clouds to clear the fog. Instead, it needed courage to get in. With the increase of occupancy rate in the community, shops also have vitality. Several beauty clubs were opened one after another. When I open all decorated, hate can’t salute Qiming, front is beautiful clouds, door is almost a full house, very lively. Many flowery shop assistants gave out advertisements in front of the door, and they tried their best to recommend all kinds of discounted beauty and body-beautifying packages to draw passers-by to experience, and also sent membership cards. In order to compete for customers, there have also been indecent incidents of collective scolding. It really didn’t last long, and it was so busy that the door was deserted. Those beautiful little shop assistants sat on the ground in front of the door playing with their mobile phones, chatting, chasing and playing. Then suddenly one day, the interior renovation was posted in front of the door, and the business was suspended. After a few days, the store will be empty. Only the regular customers in the lottery store were left to make comments. At that time, what happened to the small clerk in which store? They sighed with emotion that so much money was wasted and so on. Soon, the transfer note of wangpu was posted in front of the store. Soon, someone came to decorate it. This time, a MUZU store was opened. So is the same scene, decorated, hate can’t salute Qiming, front beautiful clouds, door guests. It is very late every day, and it is also brightly lit and bustling. However, there are many more service Brothers this time. When they are free, they will fight with the girls at the door of the store. Suddenly, in a building of the community, there are groups of MUZU shop staff in uniform clothing coming in and out every day. It turned out that they rented the house of the community. There will be uniform washed uniforms and towels on the balcony, dancing together in the sun. Groups of service staff came and went in the eyes of uncle and aunt chatting together at the gate of the community every day, brimming with youthful enthusiasm and boldness, leaving the uncle and aunt to make comments. By accident, I found that there seemed to be two missing MUZU stores. I didn’t even know when they were closed, although I passed by them every day. It is just like passing by trees every day and fondling the leaves on the trees, but I never know whether any tree has been cut down or removed. In the eyes of passers-by, this is just scenery. Then, again and again, rotating, opening a coffee shop today and a gourmet shop tomorrow, most of them are not very prosperous, at least not eye-catching. Some of them even changed their bosses just after the decoration was completed. One after another, most of them were just the conversation of our long-term residents. Recently, it was amazing to open several financial companies and asset management companies. The battle was too big. The staff in uniform suits and leather shoes, the publicity of various financial products, were crowded every day, various driving a luxury car of dress men’s and women’s in and out, suit men and women greet send, bowing and. Even my mother was curious and went to consult what product was so popular? I quickly pulled my mother home. Old people are most likely to be tempted by these interests. Let others perform their plays. Why do we spectators get in? I don’t want to see the bustle turn into bustle! The time flies like water, and the constant personnel turnover; There are many shops, and the constant personnel turnover is still the same. You come and go, and melt into the atmosphere of the times too much. The little brother who washed the car in the past has disappeared. I heard that the boss of MUZU store has been invited by the police to drink coffee. I don’t know if the boss of the financial company will have a promising future tomorrow? It is a small street with several simple shops, which are only popular and not simple! Wait for me to watch! If you are in a mess, I will sing! 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…

Cold wave

In the dim light, I was woken up by the wind outside the window; Strangely, where did the birds go? On rainy days or cloudy days, birds wake me up on time. Today, where have they been? I sat up from the bed, put on my pajamas, got up, opened the thick curtains, and looked out. Oh my God, there was a vast expanse of white around. The road outside the wall was tightly embraced by ice and snow, the osmanthus trees and loquat trees in front of the door were tortured by the wind, shaking their heads helplessly. The sun just got up and washed, looking at me feebly, but I couldn’t feel her warmth?! The steel pipe shed wrapped in canvas was upset by the wind, and from time to time there was a burst of Roar! I put on my clothes reluctantly and went downstairs to open the door. Wow! A fierce cold wind blew me down to breath. I looked at a big water tank with copper money grass on the left side of the gate. Don’t mention it, it has been covered by thick ice! The cherry trees and fig trees that have removed their veins, shirtless against the cold wind, place their lives in full bloom on the spring day! My eyes searched, looking for the telegraph poles and cables above the sky. There were originally full of birds welcoming me, like rows of soldiers being inspected by the Chief. But today he (she) however, they disappeared collectively, which made me feel helpless and confused. I didn’t know who hit me heavily in my chest, which made me feel painful…… I dived into the car, took out the key and opened the electric door. A snowflake jumped on the LCD screen, which showed that the temperature was minus 4.5 degrees. Then I checked the temperature of the water tank, which turned out to be zero?! I am afraid that the car is frozen and broken, I turn the ignition button and start it smoothly, but it’s okay! Then, I ran to the kitchen and turned on the tap. The tap water was normal! At this time, the circle of friends on WeChat began to be lively, including small videos of walking wrapped in quilts, cute photos of taking photos with ice and snow days, forwarding quick freezing mode, and goodwill reminders from news media, etc. I looked up the meteorological data of Xiaxi, Ningbo, and found that this cold wave, except for the highest occurrence of minus 9.3 degrees in the history in, has been predicted to be the second extremely cold weather of minus 7 degrees since 39 years later. The original travel information and news media were not so fast and developed. At that time, when we went out, we still used cement boats and motorboats of rivers to shake boats and pull fibers, the most advanced one is still a 28-inch permanent bicycle! To get to the station by bus, only agricultural three-card (three-wheel motor vehicle) or agricultural Motor four-wheel vehicle can be transferred to Cixi long-distance station to buy tickets. If you want to take a train or plane, it will be even more troublesome…… Think about today, if you want to travel, no matter it is a private car, a bus, a bullet train, a high-speed train or a plane, you can buy a ticket on a smart phone or a portable computer, go to the high speed, and check the traffic and meteorological information, you can know the real-time situation immediately. When the cold wave strikes, those people living at the bottom of the society are protected from the cold in an organized way; When the ice and snow strikes, the road obstacles are cleared by organized, caring and kind people; When the cold wave strikes, the supply and guarantee of basic necessities of life are put on the agenda by the municipal government! Cold wave is coming, are we all ready?! 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…

Winter

Four seasons of the year, spring sowing, summer busy, autumn harvest, winter storage, winter is the end of the year, all memories will gradually accumulate in this season, and then slowly settle down in the gentle winter sunshine, it is best to soak a pot of oolong on the frozen top, open an old photo album casually, lean lazily on the sofa in front of the window, and let the vine of memory slowly climb to my heart with the aroma of tea, those black and white images will gradually become fresh. The leading role in each photo, on the stage of memory, hurriedly debut and hurriedly exit, just like the tea in boiling water, after a tumbling, slowly sink into the bottom of the kettle. In the long winter night, you ‘d better rush into a cup of fragrant and mellow latte, put on a Blues CD and curl up in front of the warm fire. The pouring of bass saxophone will make you think of those who used to be in the cold wind in winter, the most beautiful accident was that at the corner of the mountain road, or beside the decadent wall of the ancient temple, or beside the frozen river Bay, I suddenly encountered a cluster of wintersweet blooming alone in the cold. The Shadow was horizontal and oblique, with dark fragrance floating, golden Plum Blossoms spread over the branches like clouds, light and quiet like a dream floating over my heart. In this season when all the flowers shake down and everything desolation, the touching at that moment will make you unforgettable until many years later. Of course, it would be more perfect if there could be a heavy snow all over the sky in winter. Between the boundless heaven and earth, glittering snowflakes were falling and accumulating continuously, blurring all boundaries, buried all traces, the world in front of us became pure and flawless, as if back to the beginning of chaos. At that moment, the footsteps of time seemed to be still, and they didn’t want to leave footprints on the boundless snow. At this time, you only need a single leaf boat and a straw hat to experience the artistic conception of fishing alone in the cold river and snow. With the development of the times, the seasonal characteristics nowadays seem to become more and more blurred. People in modern cities have cars when going out, air conditioners when entering houses, and Taobao when shopping, so people prefer to stay at home, for the feeling of seasons, only the data changes of meteorological information on mobile phones and the interpretation of meteorological announcers on TV are left. Although daily life is more convenient, however, it makes people miss the frozen red little hands and the steaming head under the cotton hat in their childhood memory more and more. The winter of this year seemed to come Tiptoe. There was neither heavy snow flying all over the sky nor a sunny day. The shadow of haze and Gray lingered, the memory about winter is like an old yellow Photo. Before I could see it clearly, it slipped quietly from my fingertips, which made people sigh lightly. However, winter will still pass after all. Spring has already stood outside the door. When we open the window again, the colorful spring in the garden will surely come to our faces. 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…

[Pass

Some time ago, I told my wife that when we pass this difficult period this year, we will also begin to learn financial management. My wife said, yes! Living at home should be carefully calculated. I asked a colleague about financial management these days, and he told me an example. If your monthly income is 10000 yuan, spend 9000 yuan and deposit 1000 yuan; Another person’s monthly income is 5000 yuan, spend 2000 yuan per month and deposit 3000 yuan. So do you think that person’s income is high? His answer is the latter. This should be an idea about financial managers. Let’s not discuss whether his statement is correct, but from the perspective of financial management, at least personally think that we still agree with the second-place approach. Of course, there will be many people who agree with the first approach. Many things can only be straightened out, and our thinking will be clear. Therefore, it is natural to make money. From the first point of view, we tentatively consider them as realistic hedonists. This definition has no derogatory or commendatory meaning, and his discussion in this article belongs to neutral words. What this kind of people care about is the quality of our own life at present, so there are also such people in our life who start to cry for poverty after getting paid at the beginning of each month, it will continue until next month. Although they are crying for poverty, their life quality is particularly high. What they wear is brand, what they pay attention to daily necessities is fashion, and what they eat is high-end hygiene. Can you say that this kind of people live a luxurious life? Why do they say that their life is luxurious? They also use their own hands to get rewards through hard work. How to use it is their right. This is not called Luxury. It is a pursuit of high-end life. It is always good to pursue, as long as you are willing to work hard. But one thing, I want to clarify my personal point of view separately. Even if each of us has the right to pursue a high-end lifestyle, we can also have such a life attitude, but don’t develop such a living habit. If one day we regard living high-end life as a habit, we will compare and envy. This kind of life is not pursuit, but addiction. We pursue a high-end lifestyle, but we also need to learn to be proud of our head in ordinary life. The real high-end life can be grounded in any field. From the perspective of the second kind of people, we can say that this kind of people are preparing for a rainy day, or they are prepared. The lifestyle they are most accustomed to is playing safety cards, thinking about the way to retreat for themselves in the future, and this kind of people will not force themselves to a dead end. They don’t pay attention to the quality of life in front of them. They think clothes are used to avoid cold and hide ugliness, food is used to fill the stomach, and daily necessities are convenient for life. So as long as there is it, no matter new or old, no matter rigid or fashion, let alone the image. Maybe we will say that they are stingy. Why do you say that they use what they earn and follow their own path, without causing losses to others. This is not stingy, but they are good at preserving their own strength so that they will not force themselves to death at the most critical moment. Of course, because of this, we can not strictly demand other people around us, let alone have unnecessary disputes with relatives because of such things. Money is earned for spending. We can manage money or save money, but we can’t call it family conflict. It will be smooth if you put it in a reasonable way. The kind of person you are will naturally tend to that kind of person. But at the beginning of the article, we talked about living at home. Now that we want to live, what we consider is not the couple, but the whole family in the future. Of course, financial management is necessary. We all want to live the life of the first kind of people, but we also need to have the mentality of the second kind of people. The first is our pursuit, and the second is our mentality. If we still work hard, we should have the right choice for ourselves. But don’t forget our pursuit. Many things can only be made rich if we straighten them out. Zhang Pengchao likes the snow in spring on December 20, 2014 (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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…

Look up

Looking up at the starry sky and looking at the stars, we can’t help imagining: thinking about the ancient legend; Thinking about the brilliance in the boundless interstellar space; Thinking about the mystery of the universe. Looking up at the starry sky, we will always look forward to it involuntarily, looking forward to a shining meteor across the sky and placing all our hopes. Knowing that it is just a legend, however, no matter how unbelievable it is, we always believe involuntarily in the meditation: We believe that at that moment, we will spread our good wishes; believe that at that moment, the flowers of happiness will bloom eventually; Believe that at that moment, all sadness will be wiped away. Looking up at the starry sky, I always want to ask: What is happiness behind the beauty? Or aloof? The colors in the Starlight are always soft. Perhaps, warm the injured heart unconsciously or deliberately. However, in that perfect appearance, there was always a trace of desolation passing. Behind the dazzling, there will always be too much loneliness; Behind the perfect, there are always some shortcomings hidden. This is the sadness of starry sky. Looking up at the starry sky, we can’t restrain the flow of our inner emotions, either calm, passionate or depressed. It always gently evokes our memories in subtle ways. Recalling the sweet, bitter, bitter and salty things I once had, I always had a special taste in my heart. Looking up at the starry sky, there will always be a happy picture of happiness in the future inexplicably. Perhaps, it is just a kind of extravagant hope, a kind of fantasy given by stars. However, at least we used to look forward to our future and imagine our whole life. Looking up at the starry sky, we always have too many emotions. The beauty passed by, the emotion passed by, and the beautiful future…… I always shine my unique light gently. The beauty passing by, the pride passing by, passed away in a flash, leaving only a hint of aftertaste for us to savor carefully; The past we passed by and the story we missed have become the past, only a little regret is left to cry; The lighthouse of the future, the happiness of tomorrow, from here on, let the popularity guide us. Looking up at the starry sky, in the boundless starry sky, our thoughts are thousands of miles away. Let’s all quietly watch our own starry sky. 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…

Unemployed

Idle (15.12.24) days of smog locked me at home, looking at the vast gray area outside the window, completely dispelled my ambition to go out and play. Calm down, brew a pot of strong and fragrant Jin Junmei, and sit leisurely beside the desk. I haven’t seen it for a few days. The tender branch of Wen Zhu has been stretched out, covering the elegant and handsome Han Li standing on the original post of “Yi Ying monument” on the desk. The green radish is not willing to take a corner on the windowsill, he put his head on the keyboard of the computer beside the desk quietly, and felt guilty in his heart. These days did neglect these ordinary guests in the room. Looking back at the long smoggy scene outside the window, it is really like returning to the fairyland described by ancestors in Han Dynasty… Tang Dynasty. Outside the window of the air conditioner outside the plane, Magpie’s fat figure… simple dance steps have not been seen for several months. Vaguely, I could see that big black and white cat strolling leisurely among the withered grass in the yard in front of the building, sometimes sitting down and adding front paws, combing the fur on his face, sometimes I stopped to listen, and the concentrated expression was adorable. The haze was getting brighter and brighter, and the sun had been struggling to pass through the thick clouds and haze. Looking up at the sky, I only saw a round pale plate floating in the sky, and the sun finally came out. Imagine that in the sky, the Sun God was trying hard to refine the haze all over the sky, just like I was using tea to melt the long and long thoughts of the past. Finally, it fell into Frost. Cloud haze long, cenglinjinran, Sun difficult to see you. Silently standing west building window, only more than vast, pretrial small courtyard, love autumn war. Fog solution haze blame, doors and windows locked, get nostalgic little drunk fragrant. I often think about it, the fleeting time has been woven, looking forward to the green and green, and the past is refined into Frost. It floats in the daytime and condenses the true Qi, and the warm sun scatters away the shade. On a sunny day, look at the blue sky and white clouds, the bright spring. 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…