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Inscription; The holy angel said to Dean: I can save you from hell, and I can also send you back to hell. In order to block one of the 66 seals, the Holy Angel did not hesitate to bloodbath the whole town, including the 1214 residents. It seemed that God had to do something against his will sometimes. One thought of Heaven, one thought of hell. Through the hollowed treetop, the playful sunshine slightly bathed my eyes, bringing long-lost thoughts, trembling my heart and moistening the eyes passing through memories. Before missing someone, I always thought that loving someone would last forever, but the quiet courtyard was empty, leaving only dusty firewood and lonely wild flowers. The tree withered alone, and the shadow sighed empty. Love is like brewing wine for a long time. The longer it is, the stronger it is. Breaking up breaks up and breaks down the long-immersed dreams; And the courage to continue loving, the distance between reality and distant dreams, all have drawn a long question mark. The years are quiet. May everything be well. Time is like the sand between fingers passing slowly, drifting away with the wind, like those forgotten past, those gone fleeting years. When the road came to an end, I always thought that I had gone quietly without any trace, but I didn’t know how many memories I had taken away? How many Fanghua are left? Picking up the fragments of memory, recalling the passionate and frivolous at the beginning, unconsciously, we have grown up, owned more and lost more; We are scared, I began to learn to cherish it slowly, but I couldn’t stop the pace of time and let the lost dust become the past. A dream woke up, a wisp of fragrance of the past, leaving a hard memory. It was time to leave. The gentle footsteps shook how many heartstrings. I don’t know what your smiling face would look like after turning around? You also don’t know that when you turn around, there is another person standing behind you quietly, waving gently, letting the dripping tears take away scenes of laughter. A period, a period of life journey, the past years become memories, the past dreams remain in the past, the present and the past we recall the past years, whether we in the Ming Dynasty will change our mind, we have already reached the age when we can’t afford to play when we walk with different faces. Let the willing and the reluctant follow the fate. Sometimes there must be something in our destiny, and we should not insist on it all the time. Because there was once a voice comforting me when I was frustrated, and a figure accompanying me when I was sad and tearful. Although now it has become a memory that I could hardly give up, meeting may not be beautiful, warm good. For some love, we don’t have to wait for a period of perfection and a period of exquisiteness in the Chai Fei of time. As long as there is a slight feeling, it is just right, holding a hand and taking a step on the ridge of the fleeting year. Walk many unmoving days into a series of scenery. The black and white of lovesickness, the deep love to the vast pain, and the thick white heart, who painted the eternal love? Are you dizzy with the breeze of the fleeting year? Learning to give up is also a kind of safety. It is a kind of smile, some love, tossing and turning, intricate life, are yours. Some love, close to each other, discount interest and pillow, are not yours. My heart is hidden in the world, and I will keep silent. The fallen photos are heavy and smoky, and the words in the book are quiet. Lightly twist a pure-hearted Brahma song, write a pen to the world of mortals, use peace as propaganda, use sunny days as ink, and draw a sketch for a lifetime. Regardless of the length of the road, the cold rain and the window, I only hope that I can keep quiet in this life: one thought of peace and warmth, one thought of flowers and trees, one thought of persistence, one thought of peace. 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…

Refuse

It seems that every child in the process of learning will not be as parents wish, and there will always be some procrastination. I admit that today’s Jing Nan is the same as when I was young, and there are some procrastination in both life and study habits. It is very annoying to solve this problem, because there are not many effective methods, let alone seeing results. The current network is indeed developed, but it is really confusing. Yesterday, I saw an article saying that parents should participate in the education of accompanying children. Today, I saw another article saying that children should learn to be independent, it seems that every argument is reasonable to be unable to accompany children, but the truth is clearly Opposite. The internet makes parents feel a little confused. If you think about it carefully, the child’s procrastination should be developed by the following reasons. The first is the lack of understanding of knowledge, but pinned on the ready-made answers. When doing homework, Jing Nan often says: If you find something wrong, tell me the first time! More often, every time you do a question, the child will look at you with his head tilted and ask: is the answer right! Sometimes, the child simply doesn’t use his brain and asks you for the answer directly. On this issue, I never get used to her fault. No matter what time, I always take her to finish it independently first. If the knowledge points are not understood, I will find a similar question to teach her knowledge points instead of directly telling her the answer. At any time, let her start her mind first. The child’s dependence is spoiled. Accompanying her will warm her heart, and this kind of dependence will gradually disappear. At any time, she was taught to check by herself. Careless Jing Nan often made some wrong questions, and God would forgive children for making mistakes, let alone a question, I can also understand children’s hard work in learning, but I won’t point out the mistakes directly. I often draw more questions around this question and let the children correct and check it by themselves. Secondly, I don’t understand the method, but rely on others’ help. In learning, Jing Nan often encounters unfamiliar words, unfamiliar words and uncertain pinyin. He always asks me whether it is the front nasal or the back nasal? Is this a rolling tongue or a cocking tongue? To be honest, I am not very confident, let alone not sure. I dare not delay my own children. I am very glad that my friend gave me a dictionary, which contains all the new words of the pinyin, and I also bought a Dictionary of Idioms. Every time when this happens, I always pass tools and books to Jing Nan, study independently, skillfully use tools and search for answers independently, which is the fundamental method of learning. I always feel that children should pay more attention to the mastery of methods rather than the mechanical application of words, let alone the recitation and memory of articles. The third is that I don’t understand time, but rely on my own design. In learning, Jing Nan always says how to live so fast, how others spend so much time slow, and sometimes the debate is anxious, however, after being pointed out directly by us, my unreasonable splashing even shed tears anxiously. Children always think that time should be designed by themselves. They want it to be long when they want it to be long and short when they want it to be short, just like the golden cudgel in Su Wukong’s hand. Let alone children want to have this kind of ability, why don’t we want to be the same as adults? But time is even fairer than air to everyone. The past is the past, and you can’t go back even if you can’t go back. Even Einstein’s theory of relativity has solved this problem scientifically, but this is just a good wish in life. In my study, I either use the alarm clock, the stopwatch in my mobile phone or the hourglass. As long as I can count the time, I just take it at random, and I can’t say that my child has a fundamental improvement, however, the procrastination symptoms of Jing Nan did improve slightly. To tell the truth, I am not sure that I can fundamentally change the procrastination symptoms of Jing Nan, but I want to refuse procrastination with my children, which should be effective. As for the growth of children, we are looking at the mainstream and the general direction. After all, the development of children’s character is still in a corrective stage, isn’t it? Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Spring

Now it is another spring. It rained continuously outside the window. Sometimes it was pattering, sometimes it was misty and sometimes in short, the rain kept falling without interruption. Standing on the height and overlooking, the green is verdant, especially those grasses and nameless wild flowers, which are shaking their heads in the spring breeze and drizzle, stretching their postures and making people fondle! I like spring, because spring not only gives hope to the Earth, but also brings poetic poetry to my thoughts! Usually in this spring, I always sit quietly on the chair, reading casual books, drinking casual tea, listening to the casual rain outside the window, thinking about casual people and things. My thoughts will also flow out because of this. Turn on the sound, adjust the phoneme, and push my favorite original CD over the years. In an instant, the Song of the Wanderer performed by feldliman flows out like a clear spring, layer by layer, like waves. The soul sank to the bottom of the valley, but the mind rose and soared! The heart and tail dance with the pure rhythm! I remember when I was young and young, when I met such a rainy day, I was always upset and idle. I didn’t want to read books or do anything. Anyway, I didn’t like to see anything and did anything. In short, no matter what you are interested in. I knew that at that time, I was very naive, impetuous, ignorant and empty. Not only that, but also self-righteous, thinking that there was nothing I didn’t know in the world. Now I think of it, I am really ashamed! Fortunately, I am not the decadent or lazy nature, but the positive one. After going through the darkness of life and the sufferings of life, everything was like a dream. Therefore, I began to reflect on myself, especially in rainy days, sitting alone in the bookstore, chewing the past years while thinking about tomorrow. In this way, unconsciously, life grew up slowly. I learned to be quiet, to think, to walk and to appreciate in rainy days: I found that everything in nature was so wonderful and fantastic! Especially in spring, that kind of thoughts will sway and rotate gently with the scenery in front of us! Now, in the face of spring and rain falling in spring, I will no longer feel loneliness and melancholy, no longer feel at a loss, but feel inexplicable joy and joy! Because the quiet heart and spirit completely dominate me, and I don’t need to use reason to make arrangements for my own actions. Everything depends on the command of the soul, reading, tasting tea, listening to the rain, thinking, listening to music goes with the flow of nature. Of course, writing articles is what I want to do most, but I won’t moan about disease-free because of the articles. Thoughts like fallen flowers, like running water, go with the wind, come with the water! In Mao Zedong’s words, it is better than strolling around, and today we have to relax! It was that interest that helped me to be proud of today. Of course, some things in life, through the clouds of thoughts, have long been penetrated by sunshine, and the rest are only whispers that nobody cares about under the moonlight. Although this whisper is slight, but every word is the sweet spring flowing out of the heart, clear and transparent, without any impurities and pollution. I have promised myself and spring, not to find any reason and excuse for myself, to abandon the richness and delicacy that thoughts have given me, and the changes of time will never allow the betrayal of soul! Just because of this, no matter how many twists and turns of fate, how many ups and downs, my heart is as firm as iron, and my thoughts are like spring! Now, I often wonder how many springs a person can encounter in his life. When spring appears in front of your eyes, does your mood belong to spring, can we use the thoughts and breath given by spring to lead the dance and flight of life? In my opinion, there is no certain causal relationship with age. Take myself for example, although I have stepped into the autumn of my life, my thoughts are still wandering in spring, just like two or ten years ago, without any change. The only thing that changes is my heart. I appreciate everything in spring with the wisdom given by autumn. I find that spring is more wonderful. It is no longer pure spring, but full of vitality and brilliance! Therefore, my thoughts became more and more verdant, like the grass and flowers in the rain, raising my head high and looking at the sky! Toward distance breathe! 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…

Drink a

The first blooming petals flick down the hair, lingering at the gentle fingertips. The spring has already turned the branches Green, dancing in the sunshine with a piece of bright. In the soft spring light, the beauty of spring is lightly displayed, singing the green grass in the deep of the cold dawn. The sunny morning is excellent. The green leaves were full of sunshine, which spurted from the edge bit by bit and spread on the ground, beating the immature faces of the flowers. Pushing open the window, a burst of flowers came, bumping into a faint scent, and the heart became pure. The flowers bloom vigorously, surrounded by clusters, like a group of naughty children, lined up in a long line, greedily absorbing the warmth given by sunshine. A string of white locust flowers, like waterfall pouring down, low-brow pleasing shy appearance, making people fondle. When I was young, there were several locust trees behind my house. Every early May, they were always full of flowers, lingering around the house, and the whole house was full of fragrance. In the evening, the fragrance of flowers is not as strong and light as in the afternoon. I like sitting in the yard most, letting the fragrance of flowers permeate my whole body, and suddenly I have an illusion of being in fairyland. At that time, when I was young, I happened to know from my parents that locust flowers were edible. My brother and I ransacked the flowers on the locust trees and took them home to have a good meal, later, we both felt dizzy and distended, with a lot of nosebleeds. Mother told us that locust flower can be eaten, but petals cannot be eaten raw. In order to understand our greed, my mother cooked the locust cake by herself. At that time, it was the first time that I had such a delicious pastry. Growing up slowly, I spent most of my time in school. In the season of blooming locust flowers, I was often not at home and had no chance to taste the flavor of locust flower cake any more. That grassland is more intense than the previous days. The breeze knocked on the window, brushed my cheek, and blew the blue silk on my shoulder. It was gentle and soft to my heart. A group of children were flying kites on the grass, running happily. Laughter spread over my ears and flew over my palm. Birds streaked across the sky without leaving any trace, but shadows circled in the air. I turned my dream into a soft cloud and hung it on the feathers of birds. I asked them to take it far away and send a plain heart to spring. There were a few idle people passing by on the bridge occasionally. The running water under the bridge flowed slowly, just like this spring, walking unhurriedly. Several slender willow trees stand on the water, sometimes quiet and indifferent, sometimes dancing with the wind. Seeing willow trees, I couldn’t help thinking of Jiangnan, and I drew a beautiful picture in my mind. Weeping willows gave me a dream, a girl’s dream that only exists in my imagination. At the Riverside of Jiangnan Lake, I was dressed in white and plain dress, standing against the tree. The breeze pulled up my skirt corner, the skirt was swaying in the wind, and willow branches were playing beside my shoulder. Long hair and waist, waiting to marry, just waiting to join hands with that person. I am looking forward to Jiangnan Lake, and I am looking for it if I don’t let go. I am willing to wait for him to make a promise when he was young, even when the world is desolate, I miss the prosperity of 3000 thousand, and my appearance is weak. Even though I married another man as my wife in the end, he held hands with others all his life and left me in the corner of time. At least I had been deeply loved, and there was still a miss in my heart, youth is not so pure white. This was a young girl’s dream created by Jiangnan and Willow for me when I was young, a dream only existed in fantasy. The weather in spring is always cloudy and sunny, and it is still bright and clear at noon. The sky just changed its face, and the dark clouds fled around hurriedly. Before the Sunshine put away its light, the feet caught up after the rain. The rain fell on the ground and the water splashed everywhere, wet the cloth shoes of pedestrians. The thin body of the leaves could not lift the weight of the rain, so they bent down and let the rain wash away the filth on their bodies. After a rain, the leaves shake away the rain, and immediately become bright and bright, as clean as the sun. The sun was in a daze and the rain was misty. A layer of cloud and mist covered the sky. In a flash, the Sun could not find the direction to go home. The leaves are looking forward to that gentle sunshine can illuminate its atrium. When the sunset falls, the afterglow mountains and hills meet and shine, the farmers put away farm tools and strolled on the way home. The frogs began to sing, the birds on the trees were sleepy, and the night in spring was not quiet. The stars didn’t seem to grow up, and there was a faint light shining around the moon. The Moon was gorgeous. She took the responsibility of her mother and protected the empty little stars with her own light. The sound of frogs in the pond became clearer and the street lamps became brighter. Drink a pot of spring and enjoy a moment of leisure time. I would like to give a moment of quiet heart to intoxicate my life in this beautiful spring. If you can’t catch the tail of time, then you can enjoy the scenery given by the season quietly, and your heart will be beautiful quietly. 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…

Illness

Oh, you don’t know. When you go out, the sky is blue and the road is open. She sighed excitedly to her colleague. Most of the people who have been ill for a long time are like this. The same is true for those who are calm like me. There are only three days, no friends, no guests, close the phone at home, or read books, or stand on the pile, TV news and literature and history programs can also be browsed; when it comes to the activity, I will cook a delicious meal for my family, make some hygiene, and trim some flowers and plants. Because thinking of the bustle and right and wrong in the office, the so-called acquaintances were mostly drinking and bragging that were common, which was irrelevant, and they met unreasonable troublemakers, which caused trouble instead. Compared with the family, it is definitely clean. Yes, it is clean. If this kind of purity can last longer, it will become an attitude and a distant state of tranquility. On the way to be on duty in this way, there was only the late spring of less than 5: 30. Catkins were still there, and the wind was wisps. Walking through the streets on weekends, the returning guests enjoying the scenery seemed to enjoy themselves without diminishing. The boats were set; flying kites in the blue sky in the garden, Zi Chou Yin. A pair of old people who came out of the park stood by the roadside hand in hand, waiting for the space where the traffic flowed into the river, passing through peacefully. The old woman was a little short, and the old man’s hair and beard were all pale, so he couldn’t look at it. At a glance, we could see the elegant demeanour of that year. It was hard to find the reputation and contribution he once had, but we couldn’t find. There were only a group of young men and women who looked like fourteen or fifteen years old, either standing or squatting, laughing, beating and scolding. If the laborious parents saw this situation, I couldn’t help worrying about it. Poor children, innocent families, are they quiet, or are they not innocent because of their default? Moreover, it is said that the young people who are a little older on the street all drop out early, either in high school or junior high school. They don’t know whether they are wage earners in the car dealership or those who have no choice but to tolerate their families, I rode a kind of short and thick refitted motorcycle with a circle of neon lights; What was particularly arrogant was that the horn was weird, and the sound of the motorcycle was like the three wheels made of soil in the countryside, beating and ticking, swaggering across the street, everywhere, showing off and chasing the wind, is that the grandson of the old? Thinking about this, the brilliance of dusk is exactly in the west of the city, gradually converging, the night wind is blowing, and the dryness is slightly removed. There are also quiet teenagers who are afraid of playing basketball and constantly put their bodies in the courtyard of a small unit. It was often heard in that morning, and the birds’ singing in the evening came from the shade in the yard, adding mystery and curiosity, which made the curiosity so quiet. After taking over, there were already few people in the office, only the switch in the square electric furnace where I boiled water, ringing from time to time, echoing in the dark corridor. Put away the schoolbag, put away the desk, clean up, open the window lattice slightly, and send a text message to the colleague: I have taken over, please rest assured. In addition, I want to write something in the evening, and I also bring dinner. I don’t have to eat in rotation, you don’t have to come, and I will deal with other things well. I will close the phone later. If there are special circumstances, please call on duty. Later, I told my wife the phone number on duty. Because I knew that when I glanced at the quietness and noise on the street, my heart was still peaceful; I also knew that there was still more than ten hours to go to the complicated office work tomorrow. For more than ten hours, I stayed alone in a quiet place and could write, draw, read news, especially prepare a scholar autobiography that I finally met. Drinking such peace and freedom that I had thought of and stored all night long, the Peach Garden and peace and tranquility. When reading in the afternoon, I read a sigh from Zhou Bo in Han dynasty after a period of life and death: I only know the power of the princes and generals, but how can I know the dignity of a little jailer? When thinking of those complicated and contending world, competing for profits and doing their best, how can we know the comfort, quietness and value of a night, a shabby room and a back? However, there is still a doubt that when my female colleague was discharged from hospital after a serious illness, she was praised for the beauty of life and health, that kind of experience and the ability to practice knowledge and practice strictly, do you still have that kind of detachment ability when you go back to the original life of debris, and in the numerous organs that are jealous, peeping, arguing and even making trouble everyday? At this time, the long night wind, in the window lattice I opened, raised the blue gray curtain, dancing one by one.. 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…

Low-light-level

Dim light, slow time dim light, hazy eyes, I don’t want to see your face clearly, I just want to listen to your pulse beating quietly. The index finger dipped in tea casually graffiti in the red world of wooden tables and chairs, but it can be written into people’s hearts. Inadvertently, the ice flame can be removed for a long time, and the moment when the eyes look at each other, time is like blooming flowers at rest, so warm, so wonderful, and the electric wave with dizzy face, which is the deepest mark written in eternity! That is the most beautiful love story in the world! Holding the teacup with slender fingers, it slowly broke the smoke of time and space. At that time, it seemed that you were at the extreme of the world, the scenery belonging to you, and the lake in your heart turned into the beauty of the stars shining, the Cup stayed at the edge of the lips, sipped a little, without making a loud voice, and occasionally looked out of the window at the corner of the eye, even if time slowly slipped away like this, it would not matter, I just want to breathe the smell of the city slowly in such a quiet dim light. I just want to drink a cup of wine of time under such a light, and I am not afraid of lying drunk in melodious music and your gentleness. The fish in the city were running around in the hustle and bustle, and the tired heart was also unwilling to tell what the taste of coffee was like, shuttling through buildings and crowds in a hurry, I have already forgotten that there is still a clean side in my heart, where I can quietly watch the clouds in the sky and the mountains lingering in the south of the Yangtze River! Street! Stone Bridge in. I really want to give myself a time to wander in the wilderness, close my eyes tightly, don’t think about anything, don’t worry, don’t worry, don’t worry, don’t feel sad and happy, just listen to the hoarse sound of wind blowing quietly, how good it is! Looking for such a quiet place, there is no crowd noise, no trouble shuttle, clean as children’s bright eyes. Then, about three or two bosom friends, find a space to look at the window, sit towards each other, order a pot of wine, or a pot of tea, or a cup of coffee, under the slanting light, stop in the mottled time, unwilling to be painted by the dust of the world. Slowly narrate the flowing years like water in the reflection of the goblet, wandering in the slight drunkenness of the red wine, I am not a passer-by, but a singer listening in time. The frozen fleeting time in the air overflows people’s hearts and deposits rainbow-like dreams. The warmth of a cup of tea, a pot of wine and a bowl of coffee is enough to dispel the coldness of hands in winter, no longer let sadness invade your eyelids. In this slight light, listen quietly to the call of your soul. The sound is empty and resounding through the road when you come. Two-leaf window, seven-foot curtain, you are sitting in the building to see the scenery, it is not through the smoke and rain, there is only a faint reflection in the moon and the moon gradually lovesick into dirt, no matter how time goes by, it cannot go away. The ticking sound of the stream under the windowsill is as pleasant as the rotating hour hand embedded in the wine kitchen, as intoxicating as you are, just like your open smile spinning on the edge of heaven and earth. Turning the spoon leisurely and stirring the coffee, your quiet world is like the April on Earth, rippling in the colorful Heart Lake, with warm water blooming. Let time grow old slowly, don’t let the lines become the excuse of sadness, let you listen to the time walking quietly, the steps are light as wind, beautiful as dreamland. Tired heart! Put down your running steps! Don’t forget the scenery along the way and the purpose of coming in order to catch the train bus. Down for a little while! Too fast heartbeat will make you unable to taste the joy and sorrow of this world! I only wish you still enjoy the fragrance of plum blossom floating in your taste, and leave some time to finish the Zen of a cup of clear water carefully! Q464367056 stop cloud writing 2014/12/13 like (prose editor: drops of ink into wounds) spring’s snow elimination Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

What

Some people say that happiness means happiness with love. Some people say that having a lot of money means happiness. Some people say that having a car or a villa at home means happiness. Others say that having a healthy body means happiness. Happiness is a mystery that makes people unable to understand. If one thousand people are asked to answer it, there will be one thousand answers. Everyone has a different definition of happiness, because happiness is a kind of feeling that cannot be seen or touched, so it cannot be described in detail. Where is happiness! Many people spare no effort to seek happiness. Because people have different views of happiness, their understandings and requirements for happiness are also different. I have read this view of happiness: I always thought that happiness is far away and in the future that can be pursued. Later, I found that those who had embraced, held hands, sang songs, shed tears, loved people and the so-called past were happiness. In countless days and nights, we once had the words we said, the phone calls we made, the movies we watched, the tears we shed, the feelings we saw or could not see, and then in the shuttle of time, everything becomes eternal! It turns out that happiness is around us, just at the moment when we go forward in our life day and night, just in a certain plot of our life. If you think that picking the moon is happiness, and taking a spaceship is happiness, then it is difficult for you to enjoy happiness and meet the unattainable happiness. Happiness is not illusory, not in the fog, not flashy. Happiness is real real feeling, pure feeling. In the Chinese dictionary, happiness is a function word without any real interpretation. In my opinion, happiness should actually exist in the details of our daily life, with better living environment, better educational conditions, more stable work, more satisfied income, more reliable social security, higher level of medical and health services have the most beautiful and beautiful life. To be blunt, in life, your elders live well, your wife and children live well. Basic respect is enjoyed in the circle of friends, close contact with relatives and so on, which are all elements of happiness. As long as you can see the healthy growth of children everywhere, the smiling faces of old people are bright, and young people are all young and sunny, this is the feeling of happiness! A happy life needs to be managed by oneself. The soul is like a piggy bank. If you collect beautiful things, you will have happiness; If you accumulate dissatisfaction, you will bring misfortune. Smart Friends are good at choosing. They remember beautiful things every day, count everything they have, appreciate others’ little gifts and help. In gratitude, they see that they have so much, it is also a happy experience that the body and mind are so rich and the joy is revealed naturally. I think of a poem written by Tagore, an Indian poet: open the door to let the Blue Sky pour in without stopping, and let the fragrance of flowers enter my room. Only by opening the happy doors and windows can you feel the bright spring scenery, put down the suspicion and hostility, accept all the disappointments with a smiling heart, save happiness for your own life. Life can be so beautiful, as long as you are willing, you can find the happiness you want. What is happiness? If you are healthy and have a harmonious family, you will be content! It is the same all over the world. No matter what kind of work you do, satisfaction will lead to happiness. When you feel happy, you will certainly have happiness! Happiness is a kind of feeling experience of human beings. The key is how you feel about yourself in life. Only you can experience it yourself, especially if you dedicate what you should contribute to others, sharing the happiness of you and me, you will have a sense of pleasure in your heart, and you will have a good feeling, and you will have a good feeling, that is, happiness. 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…

Birthday

The older the time is, the weaker the heart will be. Light, not light the world, but the heart. What is faded is a kind of fixed opinion, and what is faded is a kind of mentality of deleting complex and simple. Yes, as we get older, we don’t mind others’ comments any more and live against their will according to others’ opinions. No longer contend for innocence for the criticism of others. Time is thin, and the world of mortals is boundless. While we say that fame and wealth are things outside our body, we insist on these things outside our body. Sometimes, in order to achieve our goal, we forget our original heart. Happiness and sorrow, fame and wealth gain and loss should be used to seeing. I am used to seeing it with a peaceful and ordinary heart. After years of ups and downs and looting, I understand that Chang’an is so precious and hard to buy. In the past year, at dusk and dawn, one person, a pot of Moonlight, a star, a cup of tea soup, a ray of sunshine, just like this quiet time. Occasionally, falling into other people’s stories, or happy, or worried, or envious, drop a few lines of tears. Then I became vulgar myself. I have been with the literary incense for more than ten years, and I have written some plain and narrow words that I can’t understand. I still can’t be like the Yiren who came out from the Book of Songs, just killing some old time in the words, let the thoughts of the past stretch in the white clouds and breeze, turn over and return to peace. Back to one side of the inkstone, in the ink fragrance of mountains and rivers, I lowered my eyebrows, raised my pen, wrote down the words, wrote down the thoughts in the distance, the fragrance of Lotus, the green of green mountains and the spirit of mountains and rivers. It is also a kind of joy to write what you want to write all the time. (Yi Yu: Today, the most grateful and grateful thing is the mother who gave me life. Some people say that on the day when my life was born, my son was born while my mother was dying, it can be seen how great she was as a mother, but she didn’t surf the Internet, so she didn’t say much. She only wanted to use her strength to cultivate a little virtue from now on to eliminate disasters for her mother. May she be safe and healthy, is enough. In addition, I would like to thank my relatives and friends and leaders Yang for their blessings and gifts. I especially want to thank Yu Yu for remembering my birthday for so many years, I wish myself a happy birthday and a hundred-year-old Chang’an tonight by borrowing my own beautiful words. I also wish the little lemon baby a happy birthday and a healthy growth on the same day. Ha ha, I said my own is beautiful, and I am also drunk) the snow disappears 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…

Interpretation

Try to let go of your breath and find a place where your soul can rest. Living in the comfort of the soul, interpreting the soul and releasing the thoughts gently in the space that belongs to oneself. Let go of the heavy pressure of life, release the soul, fly the empty sky, spread your wings and fly, carry the sincerity, depth and kindness of life, devote your best to write the soul, looking for the bright spot of the future and shining the light of the soul. Although personal hobby is not the most important thing, it is the harbor of your heart. It can make your heart as beautiful as flowers and decorate the colorful and gorgeous life, it is a kind of mood, a kind of comfort, which can give the soul enough happiness. The time in writing is a narcissistic woman, who is free and beautiful, dressing up, elegant plain clothes, smearing the most beautiful warm color in the deep heart. A heart of self-consolation can be carved in the wind and rain, carving the most perfect image in the soul, shaping noble feelings, encountering the most beautiful encounter, which is a pure monologue between the soul and the words, feel the warmth and warmth of the world in the words, and read the beauty of life at hand. Life is a process of ups and downs. Only when you taste it with your heart can you demand the fragrant memories of your life. In the busy life, I never forget that the soul under my writing, the charm, the waves and moods in the writing are all the truest emotions in my writing, it is a pouring out of an arrogant soul, a monologue in the heart, it is like a towering mountain, quiet and independent, with a heart of loving words, a glass heart, clear and transparent, not easy to touch, but broken when touched. The words in the palm have a warm moment, the fertile land of the soul, the warmth of sunshine, the endless ripples at that moment, looking up at the beginning of life, as if everything in life is so beautiful, in the words, there are beautiful mountains and rivers in the works. In the poems, there are light Moon, clear wind, and warm writing, just to comfort the warmth in the deep heart. Words, pour out your heart, it is bitter, aftertaste is a kind of soul ridicule, its heart space, spiritual way, painted gray, in the rising heart, the coexistence of joy and loneliness is the sweetness and bitterness in the aftertaste, and the intoxication that is hard to refuse. When you are immersed in writing, what you taste is life, the low point of your own life, the low point of life fault, and the peak of your failure to reach happiness. When you are depressed, it is a blooming flower of soul, revealing my lonely soul in loneliness. However, at this moment, the space of life only belongs to myself. When no one gives a bright smile in life, then let go of smiling to your heart, letting go of the beauty and peace in your heart, and finding 1,000 reasons to make yourself happy, I will never think about the hesitant world forever, open my heart to myself, fly my free heart to the harbor of dreams. The emotion of writing down, which is pale and Moody, is the slurry of soul, the season of lonely sublimation, the bottom of one’s own soul, interpreting the voice of the soul, when you feel distressed and hard to rely on, when the pain cannot be cured, write your own words to comfort the injured heart, release your pain in the words, and release a depressed soul. Writing, when you feel free to love and be loved, the episodes and sorrows that wash the bottom of your heart are an idyllic field of keeping words. I have learned to interpret the soul in poems, release myself, recite the sorrow of fallen flowers in poems, thoroughly understand the true meaning of life, and find the summer resort of my soul in the answers of life. Thank God for giving spiritual words and wise heart, so that you can cherish your heart freely, freely and indulge your soul of solo dance in the moment of all kinds of worries. The depressed sadness in the words, the hesitation at the corner of the heart, the sincere hope in the heart, and the sunshine and sadness in the heart are expressed by writing in the song-like years, be a true self, calm in the words, and ask freely. Walking forward in the sad journey of life, life is bitter and short, with a plain heart, smiling at life, smiling at flowers blooming and falling, a hint of smoke and rain, no rain, no resistance, no resistance, in monologue words, looking for the breath of youth, time is not old, I am not old, remembering those lost time that still shines in front of me the beauty and past of life can not be left, and there is no plan to stay, those happy and sad are all past, gone away, and all passed away in the passage of time. The people in the story were far away from life, far away from sight, only peace of mind! Writing is warm, time is clear, writing has become the comfort of life, and it has become a kind of beauty to make up for defects. This beauty is too deep into the heart, and the time in the world of mortals is dripping, blowing away the passing years quietly, those who have been warm have already been decadent, and the only mark that cannot be destroyed is deposited in the bottom of my heart, leaving me a long memory of life. How can I feel relieved? The wound will not hurt too much, and how can I interpret it, so that I can forget it! 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…