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You can control yourself and the surrounding environment better and more thoroughly than ordinary people. You hate superficial and superficial things; You would rather be alone than chat with others, but your relationship with your best friend is very deep, and you pay more attention to spiritual things, this keeps your mind harmonious and comfortable. You don’t mind being alone for a long time, and you rarely feel dull. ——- Inscription has always been my favorite two things, one is music, the other is words, they are the kind of things that need to be tasted and enjoyed slowly when alone. Because sometimes life is full of happiness, sometimes it is full of pain, some are unspeakable, and some are unreadable. So sometimes that feeling was like floating in the air with nowhere to land until one day she found her carrier-music or words. Accustomed to indulging in music and wandering in words, I have no intention to get out of that artistic conception. I often feel that my soul is drifting out of my mind in a corner close to my heart, only the string of flexible notes, or the touching words, always casually plucked the heart, so the body shook awe-inspiring, that kind of depression, that kind of suffocation, it was released instantly. When shocked by music or words, I felt that my soul was purified, and my wrinkled heart was gradually smoothed bit by bit. Music is an interpretation of mood, either release or release! Words are a kind of emotional vent and expression, or retelling, or expectation! In the world of music, you can always feel another yourself! In the world of words, you can always touch your shadow. Maybe he may not be the real you! When I was free to read books, I carefully tasted those words that nourish my heart and moisten my lungs, just like smearing some cool oil in the hot summer, which was so cool and comfortable; it is also like a beautiful flower in autumn, which moistens my eyes. Floating World, who accidentally hit the wind chimes in front of my window? Let my dream dance on the water, just like the arc of the paper airplane which was folded up when I was a child flying in the air of the campus, which made me narrow my eyes in warmth and unwilling to open it. It turned out to be those wonderful words. I always like reading words, where I can always find a kind of tranquility and relief in the world. A literary friend described it like this: paper and ink are vines in the dust, while words are flowers in my heart, what a good metaphor! I really want to let words and music dance with my soul in this life, and then I will pass quietly. Like (prose editor: indifferent) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

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There is a secondary road between the county where I work and the county where my home is located. Every time I go home, I always like to look at the changing scenery on both sides of the road through the car window. Gradually, I found that the trees on both sides of the road would be different depending on the road sections. Some roads were planted with locust trees on both sides, some were planted with Bauhinia trees, and some were planted with camphora trees, some species of Eucalyptus …… and the scenery on both sides of the road varies according to the seasons: What you see in spring is the buds of trees and colorful flowers, and what you see in summer is the thick green shade, what we see in autumn are yellowish fallen leaves, and what we see in winter are floating dead leaves and bare branches. Although the scenery changes every time I go home, I can always find their beauty in different periods, sometimes even because of their beauty, there is an impulse to ask the driver to stop and let me stop to enjoy …… on the way, looking at the constantly changing scenery outside the window, my thoughts gradually drifted away. Floating, suddenly feel that this is like the journey of life. In one’s life, different ages will encounter different people and things, and the environment around them will also be different. Often, the trees on both sides of every road in our life have been planted for us. We can ignore it and walk forward as if no one else, or walk forward happily while enjoying it. If you choose the former, you may arrive at your destination soon and enjoy the joy and satisfaction of various materials, honors and so on. If you choose the latter, you may walk slowly and slowly, and it will take a long time to reach your destination. But unconsciously, you have grown into a towering tree with luxuriant foliage. This reminds me of what Cheng Cai said to Xu Sanduo when he left Brigade A in the TV series “soldiers assault”: Xu Sanduo, you are A tree with branches, leaves and I am telegraph poles, all the branches and vines were cut off by themselves. When you find the beauty of the roadside scenery, do you choose to stop for it or move forward towards the goal in your heart as always after seeing its beauty? This is another choice question in life. The key to whether to stop is to confirm whether such beauty is what you want. If you can’t confirm your inner pursuit, it is easy to be confused by the beautiful scenery on the roadside, thus going wrong. In today’s society, every one of us is constantly trying to prevent ourselves from falling behind others and achieve success as soon as possible. In order to run with all our strength, we often forget our original intention when starting, so we are easy to feel confused, drift with the current or go wrong, finally, it is annihilated by the emptiness and loneliness after arriving at the destination and the regret after losing the people or things I cherish. Whenever I go home and see the scenery on both sides of the road, I can’t help sighing: in the journey of life, can we try to slow down or even stop our hurried steps, stop to feel and appreciate the environment and things around you, so as to treat and cherish the people and things around you better, so as to truly feel the beauty and happiness of life? Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

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Sitting quietly on the platform of three feet, there was heavy snow flying all over the sky outside the window, and there were ninety-nine children of twelve or thirteen years old under the platform. At this time, they were immersed in thinking, we will feel the magic nature is giving us at this moment with me. Through the misty windows of two or three parties, I vaguely saw pieces of snowflakes flashing through the window, with unspeakable agility. This winter is warm. After three or nine years, the Sunny Sun is still spreading all day long, just like March with bright spring. I thought I would see her again, but I didn’t expect her to come, although it was a little late. Counting the days, more than thirty years have slipped away quietly. Did the snow angel of childhood come so late because of his old age and stumbling steps? But after all, he didn’t miss the appointment with winter. He was dressed in a white gauze, coming from the sky. He still kept the essence of previous years and danced vigorously. At this time, the classroom was quiet, just like the snowflakes outside the window, silently. Suddenly I remembered a poem: if the king wants to give plum blossom, how about giving plum blossom? A hundred times around the tree, the sentence is silent. People who want to write about plum blossom, people who appreciate plum blossom face the full tree plum blossom, but can’t find any matching sentences. Later, they find that the verses are in silent places. Like a baby, facing the bustling world, there is nothing but babbling. Children and snowflakes are both angels in the world. Children hand over beauty, love, life and emotion to the manuscript paper. Snowflakes freely write poems in the sky and the Earth, though silent, but left a moving chapter for the world. Just as the writer said: litterateurs want to describe their moods, painters want to paint their moods, and musicians want to play their thoughts, they just try their best to do it. This silent verse only needs our heart to feel, not to say. So, at this moment, let me completely entrust the wings of imagination to the children, and what I have to do is to keep silent on the platform, watch the window, watch the screen, and let the snowflakes flash freely, if an old black and white movie is playing slowly, I just need to devote myself to being an audience, watch and taste slowly, and occasionally make a sigh. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

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Four days and three nights, almost one breath 53 episode “Peking No War” read, which two night see Sky White taking a nap also get up busy entertainment lunar January in relatives of coming and going, although miserable, but it was painful and happy, because it was really a TV series worth watching. Before watching this play, I imagined whether it would be like any TV play, centering on several characters of a certain group or a certain family? Is the social background of the story a long history, a modern city or a village? However, “no war in Peiping” seems to be nothing special from its name. It is estimated that it is a familiar story about the uprising led by Fu Zuoyi in Peiping before the founding of New China. Until it was opened, it was irresistible. The story begins in the form of American blockbusters with strong visual impact. Fang mengao was called to the airport to call his teammates who took off the plane abnormally. After the plane landed, he was shot dead by a burst of random guns, fang mengao was sued to Nanjing special military court. The story was fully launched around the accusation that the special aviation brigade led by him did not bomb Kaifeng against the superior’s order and the Fang family sent people to Nanjing for rescue outside the court, A characters on the stage. I have no intention to retell the whole story. The overall impression of the play is very delicate. Not only is the logic strict, but also the details are well handled. The stay of each scene and the switching of scenes are very natural. Unlike many films and TV plays, the switching of scenes has a kind of disorder that can be caught off guard. However, the transition of the play from one scene to the next scene must have an inevitable connection with the dialogue of the previous scene or the interpretation of the story, thus no inexplicable nonsense will appear. Therefore, it gives people a psychological effect that they are eager to watch, which reflects the powerful logical power of spy movies. Although the play could not be completely classified as a spy movie, the factors involved in such a spy movie were in the contest of various forces such as the underground party of the Communist Party of China, the military unification of the Kuomintang, the central unification, even the three youth groups and the iron and blood saving, but it is indispensable. It provides an aspect for the audience to understand the unknown history, making the play look very beautiful. A friend sent a text message saying: This drama is a very good national drama after “lurk. I agree with her point of view, and at the same time, I think that what is valuable in this play is that it directly takes the period of Kuomintang as the main narrative line of the story, breaking the unified narrative mode led by the Communist Party after the founding of the People’s Republic of China. But the difference between this film and “lurking” is also obvious. What impressed me most was the classical style of literati and officialdom of Fang Jia and He Jia, which were performed in this play. In the play, the spirit of Mr. He qicang and Mr. Fang Buting who knew it was impossible to do it and the calm and refined expression were easy to remind people of some people in the 1930 s and 1940 s. Bogu Tongjin is self-elegant with clear ambition, light and quiet. The classics of the whole house are Shi Zhilun, and the country is all over the world. Swallows flew under the eaves, and the smoke from the kitchen was reflected in Danxia. This kind of scene may only have feelings in troubled times. The disappearance of a dynasty has its own inevitable reason. If you want to perish, you will be crazy. The crazy corruption inside the party and state, the selfish interests of all kinds of interest groups, the constraints and coincidences of all kinds of forces have dispelled all the rescue invisible. The film constantly deepened this kind of Consciousness. Party property and private property were not divided, domestic property and party property were not divided, and personal interests were sought under the banner of the party state. Government decrees contradicted each other because of the intervention of interest groups, the back of a subjugation is already clearly visible. Although it was hard for Chiang Ching-kuo to save the nation with iron and blood, I believed that those who could surpass the party’s power, like the fire buried underground, would certainly be presented in some way at a certain moment. I have one thousand reasons not to like Liang Jinglun played by Liao Fan, but I have no reason to oppose that the wound of peeling cocoons layer by layer and tearing the left-right dash in his heart. Like many people watching dramas, I also like the cunning, treacherous and awful grass-roots class that Cheng Yu plays Ma Hanshan, and the Heretic darkness and depression that Ni Dahong plays Xie Peidong, I like the cleanness and elegance of Zu Feng playing Cui Zhongshi, the cough and back image of Wang Jinsong playing Wang puchen, and the treacherous, shameless and ruthless character of Chen Baoguo playing Xu Tieying, I even like the authentic Shanghai dialect in which Wang Yinan plays sister-in-law Cui. As for he qicang played by Jiao Huang and Fang Buting played by Wang Qingxiang, just as many netizens commented, they are the play bones of this play, needless to say. What I care about is why so many people don’t like He Xiaoyu who plays the female one he Jiani? And Cheng Xiaoyun played by Chen Lina? He Xiaoyu, who was born in a scholarly family, in my impression, should be such a woman with no eyes and rich, elegant and quiet heart, set off by Jiang Ruijia’s innocent role as Xie Mulan, this impression became stronger and stronger. It would be more natural if she didn’t have the identity of the Communist Party, besides, she didn’t do anything useful for the party, and the function of her identity was not effectively played, which was a fly in the ointment. Although there are not many scenes for Chen Lina to play Cheng Xiaoyun, her graceful posture and quiet expression, When we raised our hands and cast our feet, what we showed was all the manner of the women of the Ming Dynasty. A song of floating clouds scattered, and the bright moon shining on people came round and round. Now we are drunk, the pond is clear and shallow, and Mandarin Ducks play in. The gentle and bitter melody has already completely revealed the last scene of the mansion. Praise on March 3rd, 2015 (prose editor: Di Mo Cheng injury) 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…

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Time is stirring up. Unconsciously, I am already thirty years old. But in my mind, I am still that little girl in her early twenties, but years really don’t give you such an opportunity, let you still live in that age. My face is telling myself that it is time for innocence. I can’t remember when it was, as if it was when my son was 4 years old. Someone asked me how old your father is this year. I said without thinking: more than 40 years old, the man smiled and said no, how old are you? I suddenly realized, yes, but in my mind, my father was still a 40-year-old father, and he still stayed at that time. I don’t want to think about how old my father is. I’m afraid that my father will grow old if I don’t pay attention to him. I’m afraid that I will say that my young father is old at once, I don’t want to admit the fact that my father is over 50. But the fact told me that it was no longer the case. I remembered that when I went to school outside, the day before each long vacation, my father would call me and said, “come back early, be careful on the road, and I will be very happy, I am very happy to answer that, but every time I come home, either there is no one at home, or I have no food or drink, so I have to do it myself. My family is doing business, and my parents are busy, Therefore, it has always been a mess at home. Although I am not a person who is good at cleaning up, I am still willing to do it. I try my best to do as much as I can, but every time I hear my classmates say, when they go home, my mother will cook something delicious for them and wait for them from the beginning. I will complain to my father and mother, but I never say that I am frustrated in my heart, because I have never been treated like that. That is the happiness I desire but not desire. But I have my happiness. Mom and dad gave us the right to grow up freely. We didn’t choose phobia, because we lived with our own ideas, and the happy memories came from grandpa and grandma, who were the closest ones to us in our childhood. They would specially prepare food for us and leave delicious food for us. So when we were young, we were very happy, which still made me miss. At that time, my grandmother was neat and capable, and my grandfather would go to the market to bring twist back to eat for us in three days, at that time, father’s parents would travel outside for home without worrying. I miss it so much, I hope the time will be slower and slower. I have my own family, and I only care about the size of my family. Sometimes I think that I haven’t called my family for a long time, so I will call my mom and dad. I will feel at ease if I ask whether my grandparents are good or not, it has been ten years since I felt at ease in this way. Today, I am unwell. I went to the hospital, went home, and saw the photos that my aunt sent them to go out with my grandparents. My heart ached, what can I do for my beloved family? I was in a mess and worried my parents. What on earth have I been doing these years? I am no longer the child who is still under the wings and arms of my parents. I already have a family, I am an adult, and I am old and young, but I still have nothing, what happened to me? Thirty, it’s time to think about it. Thirty, it’s time to have a goal. Thirty, it’s time to know what you want. Thirty, it’s time to change a lifestyle. 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…

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Spring is coming, so is my spring. At this time, flowers fly sky, Catkins into tablets. With the arrival of spring, my spring is also colorful and dazzling. There are not only the beautiful scenery of birds, flowers and willows, but also the lingering tender style of you and me. Beautiful My World and fragrant my heart. My spring is coming, and I finally witnessed it in the spring of monkey year. People often say that in the year of monkey and the month of horse, maybe my life is in the spring of Green Spring in the year of monkey and the month of horse. Now it is the Year of Monkey. In a few months, the month of horse will come. At that time, the scene may be bigger and more spectacular, and the world may also be more wonderful, and even colorful scenes may appear. Although the spring has not been fully spread, my spring has already gone out of the wall. Look, Zhang Zhang’s smiling face is facing me, like nodding to accept. The tiny petals are blooming in full bloom, which seems to add color to my life. People cheered, birds chirped, their scores kept rising, and good news came frequently. How can I be unhappy? How can we not rejoice? What’s more, in the warm spring of March, I met a favorite Prince Charming who would lead me to the other side of victory. How can I not be tempted or proud? This not only adds Green to my spring, but also activates the vitality of my life. Make my life glamorous and shining forever! Spring is originally a beautiful season, and my life is also spring, isn’t it brighter and more magnificent? In March, my mood was as soft as spring. In April, my mood was even more joyful. Because there is a saying that love is on the most April day. Some people also say that April is the most beautiful Heaven and Earth. With love and beautiful colors, it is a beautiful blueprint of life. If April is compared to the beauty of the world, then my life is the realm of heaven. With the beautiful scenery in April, my life will be more gorgeous! In the past, my world was white, and my life was even more miserable. Now, with the spring breeze blowing in and the spring rain moistening, my life has also undergone tremendous changes. From the original pool of stagnant water, it is now active. The original silent space instantly became alive. Who says there is no spring in my life? Who says my spring is not green? As long as there is the mood of spring, as long as there is a green atmosphere, life will grow spring leaves, and there will be a scene of flourishing leaves. Worry no spring? Worry no green? My spring is here, and my spring is in my heart. In fact, everyone has his own spring, which is just a matter of time. My spring came very late. Now my hair is gray and I am more than half a hundred. Spring came to my heart and made me glow with the breath of spring. In spite of this, I believe that my spring will still send out a strong atmosphere, and there will be a situation full of business. There are four seasons in season and four seasons in life. After experiencing the dryness and heat of summer, the coolness of autumn and the ice and snow of winter, you will usher in a bright spring. Life cannot always be at a low tide, and there are always high times. As long as you go through hardships and struggle hard, you will surely usher in your own spring. Today, I am immersed in the atmosphere of spring and feel the spring of my life. Comfortable, bright and beautiful! This is a happy spring, a different spring. My life will set sail from here. No matter how far the road is, no matter how windy and snowy it is, I must insist on reaching the bright peak. With the colorful background of spring, my life will be glorious and carefree! My spring is coming, and the purple flowers are the portrayal of my heart, and the brightness is the pursuit of my life. I want to be as bright as flowers! I want to ask my life to spring, when is the spring of my life? If spring can show the scenery in front of people, then my spring will also be full of spring, which will become rich and colorful! 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…

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On a drizzle dusk, I held an umbrella and strolled. The lilacs in the third middle school yard were blooming brightly, and the rainy street was lonely, standing quietly, with the fragrance of flowers and the cool air. I suddenly feel that this world is so beautiful. We are in it and have been gently loved by this world. The Earth loves me with its flowers and food; The sky loves me with its sunshine and rain; The parents love me with their painstaking efforts and tears; The lover loves me with his arms and kisses; my friend loves me and uses his blessing and miss. Even those who passed by once loved me, with his courtesy and accommodation. And my daughter also loves me, using the gold necklace that she gave me 5 yuan on Mother’s Day. ———— Inscription from childhood to adulthood, I especially like small things. I collect a piece of colored paper, a few woolen threads, feathers blown by the wind, autumn leaves and all kinds of grass like a treasure. When I was young, my mother gave each of the three sisters a wooden box to let us pack our own things. My mother is ingenious. She can draw and paper cut. The glass frames in my cupboard are all painted by my mother. She pasted her paintings on our wooden caskets, such as lions rolling hydrangea and Erlong opera beads. My casket was pasted with a pair of Golden Phoenix. Since the box came into being, my treasures have been settled. When I was a child, I was careful and put my things in order. I know everyone who moves. My brother and sister never dared to touch my things. When I was young, I was very spoiled. When they provoked me, I cried endlessly. Because my aunt’s family is in Changchun, my father also often goes on business trips. When I was young, I had more opportunities to get in touch with new things. At that time, children all saved candy paper. I saved a lot of candy paper, and I was careful. Each piece of candy paper was pressed flat, clean and refreshing, so every time I compared with my classmates, my candy paper is the best at most, which makes them envious. After graduation, I taught in primary school. I was like a child, skipping rope, racing and playing snowball fights with them. In autumn, pick up leaves on the playground and ask the children to leave one of the best leaves and write down what they want to say most. As a result, many children gave me that Leaf, which was nothing more than writing down on the leaf such words as teacher, teacher, and I love you. I kept those letters written on the leaves for a long time, and then they were all broken because of losing all the water. Later, he fell in love. At that time, he was in Dandong and sent me a piece of red maple leaf and a Cypress leaf. The Maple Leaf was inscribed with a poem, which was huge, bright red and beautiful. They are always stuck in my diary. Time goes by. Cypress leaves are still there, and they are still green, but maple leaves cannot stand the polishing of time and are broken. I think people often say that pine Cypress evergreen, which is really the case. One year, girls all bought a square silk scarf, which was monochrome. I am always mentally retarded in dressing up, so I bought a pure white one. There are many ways to tie silk scarves, but I don’t know. Seeing that it is almost as big as the door glass of my cabin, I thought: why not use it as the door curtain. Put the silk scarf on the table, pick up the brush, splash ink, and draw on the silk scarf. First, I drew the vast sea with a little bit of sail shadow and a flock of gulls flying far away. On the beach on the left, I drew the back of a girl with long hair fluttering and dancing clothes, staring at the distance and expecting something. I wrote a poem in the blank space on the right, forgetting what I wrote, but it was absolutely original. This door curtain has been hung for a long time, and I like it very much. At that time, greeting cards were popular, and I made them myself most of the time. Paste graffiti paintings with colored paper, leaves, wool and so on, and then write the so-called poems created by yourself. I like them very much. Last year, he called a brother Shi who had not seen him for several years. He said that he still kept the greeting card I gave him 20 years ago, and he also emphasized that it was made by yourself and the fence was stuck with wool. After listening to his words, I suddenly gave birth to a feeling of warmth, intimacy and a little sentimental. Is that me? Surprise for a leaf, tears for a snowflake? Folded the envelopes my husband sent me into thousands of paper cranes and hung them on the bed; Sewed a doll with two yellow handkerchiefs, wore a little red riding hood and two long braid; after getting sick, he took out the needle and put it in the letter and sent it to his husband. When he saw the needle, he asked for leave to see me regardless of everything. When he entered the door, he was scolded by his father? Is that me? At that time, except love, there was nothing in my eyes. When we got married, we had no house or money. As long as we had that person, we won the whole world. Although I am not too vulgar now, after all, I have seen through some Philistines and helplessness, and occasionally send some useless emotions, as if the world owes everyone a lot. Those letters written on the leaves, those faded fleeting years, why did they blush when they saw their love letters in those years, thinking that they were mature, actually they were numb. Work, make money, consume; Work, make money, consume again, the Sun and the moon flow, tired, quarrel with husband, angry with students, we desperately ask for from this world, no matter how much it gives us, we all complain that it is stingy. But I don’t know that we have been gently loved by this world, which gives us youth, dreams, love and hope. I hope that after years, my heart is still soft, and I will still feel pain all the time and shed tears at any time. No matter it is cloudy, Sunny, rainy or snowy, I can smile when I recall it. Because I come from accident, it is a beautiful encounter to fall in love with the world. It has made me love gently. In return, I will walk earnestly and live calmly. 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…

Essays

What if this thing was not done in the beginning? If one thing comes out of my expectation, people will always blame themselves after failure. There is no such thing in the world, but only a result. But is the result really that important? Is every gain and loss really that important? Sometimes, from a different perspective, the fate was quite magical. After the college entrance examination, I thought I could put down all the books and it was time to go out and make a living, but I entered the university very wonderfully. Perhaps in the eyes of parents, only after experiencing the training of university can it be regarded as personal talent. After graduating from college, I heard from the elder that only civil servants were the best way out if there were civil servants to take the exam. Therefore, all of them swarmed to sign up. It was unexpected that they didn’t pass the exam, however, I saw that my classmates ranked the top in the written examination, but failed to attend the interview. The reason was unknown, but I confirmed that I was not that kind of material, so I picked up some clothes, travel extensively to floating. People are actually fighting with themselves all their lives. It seems that only by constantly accepting challenges and defeating themselves can the road be smooth. If you fail, you have to continue. I thought it was easy to find a suitable position and occupation under the halo of university certificate. However, I didn’t know that this certificate was really a heavy burden until it hit a wall everywhere, the goal set by myself when I just walked out of school was really naive to think of it now. Sometimes I think that even a high school graduate is inferior. Most of the time, their spirit and impulse are gone. I may not do well what they can do. When walking to the interview company, he picked up the pen and watched the personal resume in his hand filling in, he stopped and thought for a while, and finally wrote down the graduation from college. At this time, a sense of frustration gradually came to my mind. I had to forget everything in the past and start all over again. The world is unpredictable. The life track of many people is constantly changing, and new things in new fields are constantly appearing in front of them. When a new working environment comes, at this time, the war in my heart has been ringing all the time. Can you stand firm? Can it last for a long time? I kept asking myself in my heart. Opportunities have come first, and only by accepting challenges can we continue to survive and develop. Under the new field brought by Xintiandi, many people were criticized and laughed at for the first time. The alarm bell rang again in my heart. Is it really suitable for me? If there is someone else who will give you the opportunity to continue to try, your heart will be lit up. Once or twice, when you look back at the road you have traveled, A little smile will appear on my face inadvertently. When people are getting older, recalling their youth path, there are many insecurities, too much pain and joy are intertwined, and their eyes are gradually blurred, I don’t know what I need in my life and what is my real ultimate goal? However, all these are not important at this time. In life, the process of giving and being happy is enjoyment again and again. That’s fine. So when you think it over, do it. If you try your best, you will have no regrets. Perhaps, that is the youth of human beings. When dusk is coming, do people also have a premonition of fear brought by night? After all, the night is coming. Looking at the stars all over the sky, the vast dark and gray sky, the dark clouds are slowly drifting, and the presence of wind cannot be felt by my ears, you can see its strength in your eyes. At this time, I just felt how small I was. However, no matter what will happen tomorrow, we all have to face it until the day when we can’t see the sun tomorrow. Every day we live, whether it is failure or success, whether it is facing sadness or joy, it is a kind of enjoyment given by life. Therefore, sometimes I am thinking that in this world, no matter what kind of person, what kind of life experience, no matter what happened, it is a kind of fate, a kind of nothingness experience, as long as the mind is open and the eyes are relaxed, then the world is still a beautiful world. 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…

Fleeting Time

All kinds of flowerpots are full of Jasmine, and all the rooms are lingering in a kind of light and lasting fragrance, with light white and deep fragrance. Xi Murong once said: Friendship is just like the fragrance of flowers. It is better to be lighter so that it can last for a long time. I like this sentence because of its tranquil state and wonderful philosophy. Memories can only be recalled, not pursued. Who and whose smiles are left in the yellowed photo album? It recorded the soft concern in my heart, and the flat and quiet island deep in my heart was full of flowers in my ears that day. Time has gone, and I am waiting for you at the ferry of lovesickness. The world of mortals is fragrant, I use my time to make a pen, and the book will last forever. Salvage a handful of warm fragrance of time, sit in the distance between two mountains, and drink with the fleeting time. That day you said to me; One day if you walk into my heart, you will cry, because my heart is full of you, and if one day I walk into your heart, I will cry, too, I asked; Why do you cry? You say; Because you don’t have me in your heart. I smiled calmly; Have you ever heard of hollow? Are you surprised to look at me? I said, there is a kind of person in this world. ta is like a floating object in the whole space, floating in the middle of the sky and refusing to come down for a long time. The heart of this kind of person is empty. On the human body, the heart is heaviest, only hollow people are light. Maybe ta people don’t belong to this world. Maybe the previous life, this life and the next life are facing the wall five hundred years ago. Goodbye, everything is strange and familiar. Heavy smoke and water made my memory hurt. On the bank of the Sansheng Stone, thousands of flowers withered and became soft around my fingers. In the depth of time, the old things have been locked by the Qing autumn, as light as wind and as quiet as blue. The past is thick and light, the color is clear, and it is already light. After years of sorrow and happiness, as clean as a mirror, it has been quiet. In this life, how much prosperity is gone, how much sorrow and happiness are unknown, a cold branch, a few wisps of spring breeze, Red Love, pale memory of previous life, the bell in the early morning rang the trill of heart. Who I am of tea? Which glass of water are you waiting? In this vast sea of people, we meet, get acquainted and know each other. We are willing to live together without separation, but we have nothing to do with it. The world is too changeable and fate always passes by. Parting is constantly staged every day. Whose destiny will you be and who will you become a passer-by in the world of mortals Inn? The flowers in the dream opened quietly and fell hurriedly. Some people came quietly and left silently. The time flowed silently like water, and where will our story end? Are you I am close to you tomorrow, or are you far away? Time is like water, the wind and the moon pass silently, looking at the long road of life, but what matters is the infinite tenderness of that life… the fleeting time is thin, and the fingertips are cold. I missed the blooming flowers one season after another and pursued the reincarnation one by one. I can’t remember how many reincarnation this is. The tangled curve of the palm is hard to wrap the love for a lifetime. Q Tian, who is watching the setting sun side by side? Ask, who will listen to the wind hand in hand? The former dust has gone far away, and passed away from the sky. The destined gathering and scattering replayed at the moment of passing by. The mountains and rivers have changed again and again. The sight of the intersection of this life is scattered on the other side of the forgotten river, let’s watch an old dream become a cigarette. I looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle to explore the color of the sky. In the glittering refraction, the sour eyes can see the endless hollow. Maybe there is no color in the sky, but everyone’s Sky will have different scenery. In this life, I plant my heart in the tree, hoping that in the next reincarnation, I can think of an encounter between heart and heart. The fleeting years are light ink, and old dreams become smoke. QQ734670257 like (prose editor: drops of ink into wounds) the snow of 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…

Time

The trace of time, transmigration in the boundless, rhyme, in the heart, graceful and restrained into a sentence, weave yourself a dream of love, set a period of time of peace, sunrise to the east, sunset to the west, with the autumn wind folding, it is warm and cold. Inscription the autumn sun in September is warm and quiet, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is the footprint of this season. A cup of tea is warm, and it is charming to enter the relaxed mind, embrace a moment of silence and be yourself, living near the window, writing, dropping ink, gently lifting the most beautiful mind, little emotions, condensed in the pen and ink, deeply and shallow recording the little happiness in a period of time, inadvertently enriched the mood, but also gained affection. The days went further and further, and the more they went, the more quiet they were. The fireworks of daily necessities and oil lay in the bottom of my heart. When I got up in the morning, I pushed the window and took a deep breath. In the fresh air, the breeze blew my heart. In the hazy sky, there was clear Dew with coolness. The mist hadn’t dispersed yet. The yellowish light reflected the fog, the envoy of the city began to clean up the stains. The crowd of three or three people who practiced in the morning played the leisurely music of the city for a day with a happy expression. Turn around in laziness, stretch your body, gently comb and wash, afraid of worrying about you in deep sleep, quickly prepare tableware, rich breakfast, extract it in steamer, wait for time to tick over, wake you up in the hotbed without hesitation. You are confused and dressed in shaking until the rhythm of the repeater reminds you that a tense day cannot be underestimated. When the morning light, through the south window, it shone into the room, and I have seen you disappear in the bustling crowd. The journey you have traveled and the scenery you pass by need to be quiet with your heart at a certain moment. You like to be alone, to escape without any reason, and to enjoy the indifference and verdant after the prosperity alone, put a cup of green tea aside the tea table, taste it slowly, drink it slowly until the tea fragrance leaves, and let your thoughts drift with the time. Read Shen Congwen’s sentence: in the green mountains and waters, I want to take your hand and walk across this bridge. There are green leaves and red flowers on the bridge, running water under the bridge, and green silk on the other end of the bridge, this end of the bridge is white hair. Smart people should live an ideal life, while stupid people should get used to life. Everything is so quiet, all people are in this unspeakable days, pure loneliness in the past is very touching words, the prosperity and decline of the world, do not care too much, A lot of smoke clouds are like flying wool passing by, leaving a touch of fireworks nearest to oneself, warming oneself, repairing hedges and picking chrysanthemum, planting freehand brushwork of sunshine, and more ordinary days, we must live a full and bright life without any disciplines, so as not to let down the good times of this life. I was a little surprised when I came to a small gathering and met you who were Handsome. I was a little anxious to look for memory. I was impressed by you who were thin and small, and you were impeccable in mathematics, physics and chemistry. It seemed that there was only a short time, then you spread your wings and went to another world. When the Cup and Cup collided with a crisp sound, when you realized your maturity and humor in talking and laughing, you said without scruple that you would enter my words, you also need to set up a woman that you once liked to play with you and make a dream at that time, taking this opportunity to kiss the fragrance of a flower. I laughed without saying a word, letting the keyboard knock out the silk mark at my fingertips. More and more enjoy the purity of this life, a kind of transparency without any thoughts, permeating into the cells around the body, full of joy, smile on the lips, often appear, that is the comfortable atmosphere of this city, which is comfortable and relaxing. Time flows, day and night turn, new start, light and keep the fragrance quiet, drink with time, enjoy the Four Seasons Bright, not arrogant, not unhappy, not sad or unhappy love yourself. Text/River micro signal: liuzhimei2013 QQ:410677475 QQ:2990605697 public platform search: weiman — shenghuo 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…