WHO says

[1] Thank you for your smile, who once flustered me [2] you and I never met each other all the year round. Thanks to the time, never give up [3] love you is true and also a big adventure [4] I really want a completely sincere friend. If you are unhappy with each other, you can pour out without taboo. If you don’t have suspicion or plan, he will be completely satisfied. Support me, right or wrong, and I will fully support you. You can wake you up to calm down my sudden mood in the middle of the night. I will accompany each other without complaint when I am bored. He can fully understand everything about me. He will compare those pig friends and dogs around me are hundreds of times better. Really such bosom friends want a [5] I will not retain anyone who tries to leave me. You should leave as early as possible [6] No matter how time goes, the season changes. We can’t help missing the most beautiful summer we have [7] Thank you for that summer, the rain and that fate thank you for the flowing year like water. You were with me [8] I didn’t cry eyelashes drowned in water [9] maybe I have changed a lot from before to now, including my thoughts, but I think the only thing that remains unchanged is my character. In fact, I really want to have someone around me to listen. My friends, regardless of gender, I also want to try to integrate with everyone. In fact, some people I know actually don’t regard me as a friend. The premise that I regard others as friends is that as long as I am not in that person’s heart It’s OK if it’s transparent. It’s OK if you don’t bully me. I don’t want that person to make me laugh or something. I just hope someone can pour out everything. Some people think I’m too difficult to understand and say me. No one can understand what you said. In fact, who knows how sad I am when you say it? Maybe no one has ever tried to understand me. I know this, so I never think I am in others’ heart. How important it is, I don’t expect these, because I am afraid that once I have expectations, I will be lost. Some people dislike me. I just want to know that I am willing, because I regard friends as the only thing I cherish, so I I hope everyone around me can treat me well. Don’t treat me as a person. Actually, I care about everything too. Do you know when you all have your own bosom friends or have something to show off? How envious I am, but I don’t have these. I even find that no one can listen to me when I am lonely. Some people pretend to be listening, but what do you think I don’t know? No, I not that stupid, I can see whether a person really cares about me from the reaction. Actually, I just care about it. I care about everything around me better than myself Qian Qian once asked me, haven’t you ever thought about it? I want to say yes, I love you more than myself. Actually, I just want to have one that can make me sad and happy. Friends who share everything with me in fact, I know it’s very difficult. I don’t really care much about my character. Finally, I really care about you. I hope you don’t cheat me. Friendship I don’t expect to I am the most important friend, but at least I hope you have me in your heart. It doesn’t matter if you really treat me as a friend I am thelasone [10] it’s not that I’m unsociable, but I just don’t want to be too the feeling of drifting away after being ripe is really uncomfortable [11] I always believe one word, as long as you are strong enough, you will not be trampled by others [12] The world is so small, and the world is so big when you meet you in the vast sea of people, you will never be found if you are separated. [13] I left my unhappiness and sadness to myself as much as possible, and I never expect anyone to love me and carry all for me. [14] I will accompany her, from school uniform to wedding dress [15] we will not talk about graduation, but only about memories. This is a period of time dedicated to our youth memories. Such and such stories make us thousands of miles apart as if we have never separated [16] forgive me for holding flowers. I dress up to attend just to miss you [17] you are a dream. But why does it hurt [18] I am lonely, because I hate people [19] The heart is here, and it’s up to you to advance and retreat [20] I have passed your heart, not because I don’t want to stay, but how long does it take for you to stay [21]? Is it enough to bury beside you? [22] how can I warm others? [23] In the future, you make her love. Will you remember the gentleness owed to me [24] when I let go, don’t go back [25] to wear the crown, must bear its weight [26] it doesn’t matter if you still like to exchange your apology for mine [27] you send her home, but forget that I am also afraid of the dark [28] love is smiling and drinking arsenic [29] we are just friends [30] don’t lower your head, the Crown will fall; Don’t cry, bad guys will laugh 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…

Pillow

When I walked down the steps with a pile of books in my arms and walked out of the library, a familiar senior came towards me. After three or two greetings, he pointed at the old man who just passed me and said that that was Mr. Liu naichang. I was quite surprised. I turned around and saw only a vague back, gray woolen coat, peaked cap and unhurried steps. This was about 28 years ago. At that time, Mr. Liu naichang had already been a well-known scholar, specializing in literature of the two Song dynasties, especially devoting himself to the research of Li Qingzhao, Su Shi and Xin Qiji. It’s a pity that I didn’t listen to the teacher’s instruction by myself. At that time, the teacher who taught us the pre-Qin literature was Zhang Yuanxun, the modern literature was BU Zhaolin and Zhou Haibo, and the contemporary literature was Li Xinyu and Meng Meng, in the aspect of literature ideological trend history, the Masters like Wei Shaoxin are all famous figures in Quyuan. Although their personalities are different, their knowledge is praised by people. As for Mr. Liu naichang, to be honest, he only heard his name but didn’t know his person. The first time I contacted Mr. Liu naichang was in a spring afternoon. I took the liberty to knock the door gently for three times, and then stood beside the stairs with my hands crossed anxiously, looking nervously at some strange teachers who kept going downstairs in a hurry. A distant relative who was far away from the Provincial Academy of Social Sciences planned an extracurricular reading book about poetry in middle school. He wanted to find a national famous expert in poetry research to write the preface, and naturally he thought of Mr. Liu naichang. This kind of thing finally fell on me, which was obligatory but fearful in my heart. I was worried that the master would refuse. When I was sweating profusely, the gentle Mr. Liu came out at the opening of the door. The master gave me to my home. After I sat down, he asked me the reason for my visit carefully. After I stated my purpose incoherently, the Master agreed and agreed that it was limited to one week. I turned around and said goodbye. Mr. Liu, who was gentle and smiling, kept sending me downstairs, then slowly turned around and went upstairs. Later, I seemed to know a lot. A week later, after sending the received preface by express mail, I took a long sigh of relief and felt grateful for the success of this matter. Unexpectedly, in the early morning of the next day, Mr. Liu naichang found the Western Union classroom and told me in a hurry that there were three places that needed to be changed, one of which was punctuation! I was surprised secretly, and couldn’t help admiring Mr. Zhou’s rigorous academic attitude. Soon, because the literature society would invite several learned professors in the Quyuan to give lectures, it was natural that Mr. Liu came to mind again. After Mr. Zhang Yuanxun talked about it in the Western Union classroom, Mr. Meng made a report in the university student club, later, Mr. Wei Shaoxin gave a lecture in the north building of the library. Mr. Liu naichang, who had been contacted, had not had time to speak. Suddenly he heard that he had been transferred to the School of Arts of Shandong University, this made me feel a little disappointed for a long time. In recent years, I have written several character proses along the context of literature development. For several times, I wanted to write a pen to describe Li Qingzhao, the talented woman who was shy to go away, but sniffed the green plum, but hesitated again and again, always cannot put pen to paper. There seem to be many reasons. Deep in my mind, I was still afraid of seeing Li Qingzhao’s looking for Qi Rong and his miserable eyes. If I didn’t sink my heart into the bottomless dark night, into the pain of the huge country breaking down and the family dying, if I wanted to get close to her, it cannot be broken. Therefore, he searched and found out the research articles of Mr. Liu naichang, from which he tasted the life track of the talented woman who made the Song Dynasty shine brilliantly. Perhaps, I think, in Mr. Liu’s works, this immortal goddess with tragic fate is more vivid than what I wrote. After Mr. Liu naichang left Quyuan and transferred to the College of Literature of Shanda, there were about two correspondence. One of them was when writing the graduation thesis, Xin Qiji, the poet of Southern Song Dynasty, was selected at first. After reading a lot of books, he felt that his thoughts seemed to be there or not, which was intermittent, so he decided to write a letter to Mr. Liu. However, Mr. Liu’s mailing address I am unclear. After checking the postal code, he took the liberty of writing a letter that seemed to be unknown now. After putting it into the mailbox, he waited for it. That anxious mood was just like dating a strange late woman. One week, two weeks, three weeks, can’t wait any more, so we have to transfer to modern and contemporary literature. After the structural framework of the paper was roughly formed, the letter from Mr. Zhou flew like a goose. It was surprising and bitter. It was hard to talk to the teacher about the paper, and it seemed that there was no need to reply to the letter. Every time I think of the teacher’s words of encouragement, I always feel sad in my heart. Mr. Liu naichang was already dead, and his voice, face and smile appeared in front of him from time to time, which made people sad and choked. Mr. I is a low-key person. Few materials about his life were published in public. This literary researcher, who was a teacher of Xia Chengtao, was like a floating cloud for fame and profit. He only knew that he kept studying, teaching and writing. Even if he was suffering from Alzheimer’s disease in his later years, his only memory was Song Ci. Who moved the Western wind to the painting fan, lightened the Rouge, cooled the fragrant wrist, and the beauty of Song poetry made people enchanted. Back to the ancient Song dynasty with long sleeves and feather fan scarf, Yan jiandao, who thought fresh and graceful, sighed Li Qingzhao, who was weak and supported the wind, sang sad and angry poems and listened to quaint songs, what a stirring feeling! It was no wonder that Mr. Liu naichang was extraordinary and free from vulgarity, and he was free and easy from ancient times, which was the essence of Song poetry that he read thoroughly. Because he edited and wanted all kinds of books, he naturally quoted some research results about literature of Song Dynasty from Mr. Liu, and he often felt guilty in his heart. I always wanted to listen to his instruction face to face, but I was afraid of disturbing Mr. Zhou’s life in his later years. It is painful for Mr. Zhou to drive a crane. I always feel grateful. Thinking of Li Qingzhao’s words in “Breaking the Huanxisha”, he could understand the meaning of poems and books in the rest of his pillow, and it was the teacher who made the knowledge of poems and books to be idle and to achieve a great realm of life, therefore, he became a leading scholar of ancient literature research admired by the world. Like (prose editor: indifferent) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Window

That night, when the night wind kissed the dormitory, the glittering purple bells in front of the window rang. She couldn’t help thinking of the happiness that the shy little boy had never had. It flowed quietly in the bottom of her heart. She talked about several boyfriends in the factory, all of which ended up in vain. That was an electronics factory. There were only a few boys. Many girls scolded her as a Fox secretly. Some male employees who couldn’t eat grapes said that she was sour, it is a pair of shabby shoes that nobody wants! One day, she went to the logistics warehouse to get the printing paper and met that shy boy for the first time. A few days after he entered the factory, he was thin and weak, and his face blushed as soon as he spoke. Other warehouse keepers were chatting all over the country with their legs crossed. He was cleaning and the mop made his shoes wet. She said that those warehouse managers ignored the printing paper. The boy put down the mop in his hand, helped her move out the printing paper, and took the initiative to carry it to the office building. In that factory, she was lonely and lonely. Few people talked to her. Even the sisters in the dormitory were not willing to tell her the truth. However, the boy in front of her was so enthusiastic to help her. Her heart was warm, and suddenly she was moved by a long-lost time, and she had a little more favorable impression on him. Thank you for helping me carry the printing paper! Free this evening? I treat you to a midnight snack. Sorry, I haven’t paid my salary since I just entered the factory. I have no money to eat supper. I treat you to eat, you don’t have to pay for it. I am not used to spending girls’ money. She couldn’t help sipping her mouth and laughing, looking at him carefully. She had a tall nose and a straight sword eyebrows, which were extremely heroic. She thought the boy was honest and cute, so she took out 100 yuan and said generously: take it first and pay me back after paying the salary. He said a few thanks, but didn’t answer. She came up with an impulse to care for him. She put the money into his pocket and turned around and ran away. That night, she had been thinking about the boy’s honest and lovely appearance, and her cheeks were hot red. She was so excited that she couldn’t fall asleep to pay her salary. That night, he went to the dormitory to pay her back and asked her to sing out. She just had a quarrel with her roommate and said coldly that I was tired and wanted to sleep. You should ask someone else. He wanted to say something. His lips wriggled a few times, but he still didn’t say anything. He looked like a child who had done something wrong. He lowered his head and rubbed his eyes to go out with a sigh. As soon as he left, she regretted that the boy was a very introverted person. He came to the dormitory with a thick face to find himself. He didn’t know how much courage he had given, but he treated others coldly, it will hurt his pure heart. She was thinking again that she had a bad reputation in the factory. He was so simple that it was absolutely unfair to him if they went along with each other. At 9 o’clock, he came to her again, bringing a string of purple wind chimes. When the wind blew, it rang, crisp and sweet. The boys she knew before were careless one by one, and none of them was as considerate as boys. The boy gave her a letter and ran away in a hurry. She couldn’t wait to open it, and lines of neat words came into her eyes: Don’t be angry, I can’t call your name after I have been in the factory for more than a month. Many times, I wanted to ask others, but I was afraid that they would laugh, so I didn’t have the courage to speak. I am introverted. The old employees in the factory make troubles everywhere, do the hardest and most tiring work, and bear unreasonable accusations. The people here are weird and cold, and it is not easy to get along with each other at all. I want to leave again and again. But that day, I met the kind you, your smiling face and your long-lost care, which made me feel the warmth of spring. I swear secretly in my heart that no matter how hard and tired I am, I will stick to it. Everything will be fine. I will go to you and invite you out to sing. I just want to say thank you, but you are unhappy, may these wind chimes send you blessings and happiness in the future! She hung the purple wind chimes in front of the window with happiness on her face. When the wind blew, it rang, and it was crisp and melodious (prose editor: Ink drops into wounds) to continue to stay with this city in another way. 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…

Life

Life is like dust, red dust is like a dream. I tried to look for the lost light and shadow through the flowing light of the whole city, through the tiny cracks and gently touch the mottled eyes. If you ask me, how is this dream? I can only say that I am was so deeply intoxicated in this dream which was not prosperous enough. That sentimentally attached love was dissolved in the blood and deep into the marrow, probably because I was a person with strong desire. However, in the world of mortals, we are all just passers-. Therefore, even though we enjoy the warmth of sunshine, we are always lonely. To stay together for years and travel to the end of the world, what is needed is not lofty sentiments, but to smile and see the ups and downs of floating clouds. If you are always arrogant, then bend down and observe a grass. You should know that even a tiny life has its motivation to make progress; If you are always arrogant, then look up at the sky, remember that you are never at the top. Life is like chess, and no one can guarantee to step by step. However, I will learn to make myself humble like grass and as broad as the sea. In recent days, I have always been troubled by insomnia, probably because I stayed too many nights before. I am a person with a heavy mind. It is said that people with chaotic palms are all like this. Life is indeed very subtle. Even every inch of our skin is a gift from God. Presumably, I can have healthy but not developed limbs, and the normal but not intelligent mind is better than many people. I am quiet and sensitive, but I am always eager for the care and trust of others. I am still frugal, but my heart is full of desire for material. I am content with the status quo, but I am more ambitious. I am a person who is conservative in appearance but extremely rebellious in heart. He is used to using silence to cover his strong self-esteem. Such a person may always make others feel aloof and proud, but he is extremely self-abased in his heart. Yes, I am always humble. I am always afraid that this will be seen through by others, but I am eager from my heart to have a trustworthy person to listen to me. At least, I will not mistell my secret, as long as I listen quietly. I am a child who has never seen anything in the world and has been immersed in his own narrow world. Therefore, there is always some narrowness and unkindness, but there is always a little kind fireball in my heart, I am a person who is very good at pacifying myself. It is said that people born in November may have cool personality, which should be cold outside and hot inside. For the world, if you really love it, there is no need to pretend to be humble. I know petty bourgeoisie is not a very good word now, but I am longing for that kind of life. Reading stories I like and writing words I love have a feeling that it is not romantic. Hide in the small building to unify, regardless of spring, summer and autumn and winter. Life is like a journey, and every process will have a bitter harvest. One day, you will eventually find a place that belongs to you. I hope that when I have enough money, I can go to see the sea, meet someone or travel alone. I hope that facing the sea, spring will bloom. Praise on February 19, 2011 (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…

See don’t

Time flies like an arrow, the Sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, and the season turns again unconsciously. Suddenly, I find that the hot summer has gradually gone away, and it is another autumn of the year. This rich and quiet season was dancing in the cool wind. She waved gently with strong and colorful ink, making the world in front of her so beautiful and charming. The green and green of autumn do not lose the vitality of life, the Golden of autumn dyed the rich colors of life, and the orange of autumn is enchanting the intoxicating romance. Autumn is a season made up of colorful colors. It is white and pure, blue is crystal clear, green is verdant, yellow is golden, red is romantic, autumn, she interpreted all the colors as the ultimate beauty. I like autumn, smelling the smell of autumn wind, following the direction of white clouds, making my body and mind surrounded by clear blue. The blue sky brings my thoughts into the vast and profound space. Be careful to meet the blue sky, the slightly cool breeze, the gentle but not hot sunshine. All the noise has already disappeared in the corner of autumn. Everyone wants a peaceful and quiet life. In fact, the worries in life have nothing to do with others, and all the worries are caused by their own hearts. If you want to make a peaceful world, it is actually very simple. You can melt your heart into the emptiness and depth of autumn, and cool the silk coming towards the Yao, let your mind go, and let your desire go with the wind, at this time, you will feel relaxed and open-minded, and you can feel the brightness and beauty of autumn carefully. I like autumn, and I like to lean against the window to watch the autumn rain. One autumn rain and one cold. Several days of continuous autumn rain moved the wheel of season conversion. The gloomy sky and the suddenly cool air brought people into a sad season. Lean against the window to see the delicacy and softness of autumn rain, smell the faint cool breath, let your thoughts melt into the lingering and missing of rain, let your thoughts fly. The rain in autumn gives me a day when I can think quietly, but I can think quietly about the past and future of my life, miss my friends who have not met again for a long time, and miss some thoughts in my heart. When the gentle wind passed by the window, Qiu took the missing to the room which was a little cold and cheerless, I had smelt your elegant breath, lingering around the small room, and a kind of long-lost warmth encompassed in the room, until my mind gradually settled at night. I like the rain in autumn and the wind in autumn, which makes me feel a little bit sad in the plain days like water, and also makes me full of warm thoughts in the dull days. I like to stroll along the Riverside after rain in autumn. The View trees of the city are still deep dark green, and the ancient Bluestone Riverside has already been covered with a thin layer of fallen leaves. The deep sky accelerated the ending time. The orange light gradually lit up the city’s glory. The prosperity and desolation of the world were performed here at the same time, which seemed to give people a hazy illusion. It is the autumn wind and fallen leaves that set off the brilliance of the city lights, or the contrast of the city lights that makes the fallen leaves more sad. Maybe in the short life in this world, prosperity and ending are just a process of experience and a satisfactory experience in life. Only after experiencing can we understand the true meaning of life, it will precipitate intoxicating mellow fragrance. Therefore, I like to walk on the edge of this small city, looking up against the Golden Wind, appreciating the dim lights of the small city, watching the beauty and helplessness of autumn leaves flying, listening to the falling sound of autumn leaves, feeling the leisure of knowing autumn leaves all the time, it is true to realize the plain in life. Autumn is a rich season. I like the autumn in the countryside. The rice is Golden everywhere, and the fruits are ripe and fragrant, which is a season of harvest and joy. I like to stroll along the country path to see a real autumn. Look, the autumn wind came in the deep valley, passing through the mountain forest in the distance and lightly falling on the golden rice field. I saw the Dancing joy, and I smelt the fragrance of rice overflowing the countryside fields. I like the feeling of being fascinated by the autumn in the countryside. I know that the autumn wind here can certainly wash away my troubles and worries, and return me an ordinary, plain and carefree life. Autumn in rural areas is different from autumn in cities, where the most original and quiet autumn colors, clear streams, fresh air, fragrant breeze and bright sunshine are well preserved, the cloud is so white, and the sky is so blue. I like the autumn in the countryside, where there is no noise and noise of the city. It is only quiet and pure, which makes people calm down, then build fences and plant Chrysanthemum in their hearts, and also has a pure and pure original heart. The boundless rice fields are rippling with the wind and the abundance of autumn. Some seeds will always sprout and grow, and some hard work will always have a harvest day. Life is not the same. As long as there is effort, there will always be gains. Whether it is the process of frustration and pain, or enjoying abundant pleasure, it is a kind of harvest and satisfaction, the warmth of life will finally bloom in the heart. I like to look at autumn from different angles, light clouds and wind on sunny days and far-reaching blue sky, light rain on rainy days and life geometry, dim lights and bustling ground in cities, and red leaves fluttering in the woods to realize the beauty of life, seeing her dispelling the desolation of autumn with a bright golden yellow and fragrance in the countryside. Autumn, unique Autumn charm, gorgeous scenery and abundant scenery give people a different quiet and beautiful life. Spring elimination snow Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Eleven

I am Native northerners who like the winter of this season. October, reserved, warm, cool. Snowflakes are warm, flying and falling from time to time. The hot air was mixed with the smell of thick sticky bean bag. Pushing the door, I seemed to hear the footsteps of the year. In October and January, the soft snow pounced lightly, and the ink dipped, the seclusion, the light happiness and the light warmth…… In the wilderness of October, there were snow spots and thousands of miles of silvery light. Clean as pure jade, warm as shy moon, graceful as dancing. Put aside the busy Chase, on the warm afternoon, put on a thick coat and walk on foot. It is to relax the tense nerves and escape from the endless entanglement about Arabic numerals! Is it to breathe fresh air, to dye a lunar November charm into my heart? Maybe I just want to enjoy the warmth given by lunar November and the silent hug given by nature. Walking on the bank of Wolong Lake and looking at the vast ice surface, I seemed to be in a giant picture scroll. Natural is better than carving. It is like a smooth and shiny mirror, which makes your eyes shy and eyebrows droop. Under the ice, the beautiful frost flowers are still holding high, and the fish are still swimming around with bubbles. Occasionally, the ice peaks rising high stretch, as if to give you confidence. When you climb your feet, you will feel constant encouragement, hands touching and shaking hands. A sharp edge and a heart inspire your arms side by side. That fluffy cattail, warm snow, light sleep. There is wind passing by, if the veil floats up, the goose feather fan is shaking. There is warmth in my heart. The slight sorrow is also a mist. Pick up a puff stick and throw it into the distance. Scattered Seeds lined up, twisted ropes as military umbrellas, and there was a feeling in the body, simple and simple. In January of October, Yuan Ye was plain, and the ice was the water that fell asleep, charming and moving in the sun. The skin is as warm as jade, and the icy lips are fragrant and foggy. There is water flowing under the ice. I saw the high and optimistic under zero, and the calm and bright water under the ice. The snore gently touched the ice, and the water continued to move forward with warmth and tolerance. The wind chimes in October are warm and charming, and the resident birds knock on the beauty of the ice with the quiet marks of bamboo leaves. I heard the sound of the gurgling flow of water, which was the footsteps of 2015, the power of running, full of confident Echo, resounding through the Wharf which was handed over between 2014 and 2015. Early in the morning, there was a clear snowflake falling down, a fluffy layer, on the red brick wall, on the eaves, on the sleeping Wormwood. The low dog shack seemed to be covered with a warm quilt. The naughty Benben was also in a panic, so he hurriedly pulled the quilt with his feet to feel whether the snow in the new year was hot or not. The residual red scattered when setting off firecrackers in the courtyard was like cold plum falling snow, and the petals were fragrant. Looking for the breath, when I was a child, on the stone pier in the courtyard, the sticky bean bag was braving the hot air…… Sparrows jumped on the wall, and snow fell. I tried my best to sweep the fallen red with a broom. I saw my mother’s stumbling figure with a bamboo basket in her arms. Under the lotus-like cloth curtain was the smell of the year I coveted. Mom! With a clear call, I saw the schoolbag I picked up high, as if I broke into the steaming kitchen and read my parents’ notice in front of a sticky bean bag with fragrance in the curtain. His rosy face is like that round sticky bean bag, innocent! On the birthday night, I didn’t think about anything deliberately, but I had a dream until dawn. When I woke up from a dream, I still clearly remembered that my mother had appeared in my dream, and it was also the same lunar November. The snow had just fallen, the courtyard was full of white snow, and the bamboo basket that I could not forget was in my mother’s arms. The snow has a soul. It steps on the cold current of Siberia, regardless of the bleak wind and freezing rain, gently spreads the vast sea and fields, kisses the brow peak and rough Valley, and pulls up the clear and plain lunar November with great hospitality. She gave me a hug for exhaustion, a encouragement for vigor, a makeup for enthusiasm, a calm hope, and a big hug for my mother. The wind and dust in spring, the fire in summer and the desolation in autumn! A late snow, dreamy sketch, is also thick. The eyes are moist, and the floc in November is falling down. I shook my shoulder hard, and the mountain axe facing the Northeast was still standing. Has it ever collapsed in my trance dream?! No, it’s light. It is a short rest if you can’t afford it. Dreams can not go away from my mind, but only take away my wounds. I am celebrating, I was born in lunar November, often have snowflake raise, have sticky bean bag taste lunged, I si ceng again from mother’s smile, to understand love gentle! In October and January, the wilderness was plain, and the snow fell silent. Take a piece of snow and warm, dye a piece of soul, let the tender into my arms. Eyes melt a natural, pen fell a feeling. Let a piece of quiet and warm, let a piece of want to go to abundance, let a piece of love dye into warmth. Even though I was tired, I stood in the winter and the sky was shallow. A rhinoceros hand in hand, the heart is warm and soaking, the eyes contain waves, the corners of the mouth slightly raise…… Moving in November is often ordinary. Happiness is a feeling, and possession is a feeling. The cold central Optimus will continue and be firm. The wind is full of cold, warn yourself to take an upward enthusiasm to warm up, let October have a confidence and devour the desolation. Release a cold that should not be held, save a little heat, and let the warm current be free in the wind. Choose a piece of sunshine without back, pull up all the way sunny, let thorns make a beautiful screen. 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…

Old Pond

Old Tangqi is my favorite. It is not only the first stop for me to walk out of my hometown, but also the place I am dreaming about. In the spring of 1970, at the age of 14, I took a ship from Zhangshan to Tangqi Middle School to study. Tangqi was in the east of my hometown. The ship was heading towards the rising direction of the sun, but the deep cabin blocked my sight which was not long. In the whistle, I didn’t know that when the ship slowly approached the dock, a big circle had been drawn and the bow of the ship turned west. It was just because of such a small change that I had a thinking barrier to Tangqi’s sense of direction since then. I always felt that Chaoshan was in the north of Tangqi, for example, the black and blue Zhangshan mountain in my hometown is in the north of my home, and there is no doubt that Shuibei Street is in the South. At that time, Tangqi was still a veritable old Tangqi. The same type of architecture in Ming and Qing dynasties, and from Tangqi Middle School to the street, as long as we walk through the playground, Tangqi theater and a short road to the road, we can enter the Tangqi block like a corridor bridge. This was the first and the deepest impression that old Tangqi gave me: walking in the street, I could not get the sun or rain. The uniqueness of old Tangqi also lies in those lanes which are short or long, bright or dark, quiet or noisy, wide or narrow, curved or straight, exposed or secluded, it is said that there are as many as 72 and a half. I didn’t count whether it was accurate or not, and it should be more than that in my impression, because at that time I went to my classmate’s home in the town, and almost every home was in the alley. There were several door openings on both sides of a secluded Long Alley, and I walked into any one, either the patio or the hall, or the three-in-three-in-five-in-five-in-one carved high-wall old house made me small instantly. The old Tangqi architecture shows some kind of introverted, closed and even once-for-all ideological tendency of Tangqi people. It is a world of Qin brick and Han tile walls. Its overall layout, space setting, functional Division focuses on the internal requirement of living in peace between others and themselves and not committing crimes against each other, which meets the psychological needs of Chinese people to be conservative, precautionary and harmonious to some extent, it also seems to be the same as the orientation of self-cultivation of self-protection and inner peace. Seen from the outside, old Tangqi seems to have no single buildings with special impact, blocks and alleys, all of which seem familiar. This may be the characteristics of old Tangqi buildings, such as Chinese traditional paintings, its focus is on the picture full of artistic conception, which does not pay much attention to the volume, modeling and perspective effect of a single building, but often devotes itself to taking individual buildings as units, group effect extending on plane and space. It seems that there is no famous garden like Suzhou in old Tangqi, but I think the Tangqi itself at that time was a huge garden architecture. The quiet dongxiaohe, xixiaohe and Shihe divide Tangqi into several areas. Rows of benches called beauties depend on the bank built by stones, and stone bridges one after another on the river, it presents a kind of graceful and graceful state, and the microwave is weak. Bridge and River, dock and boat, Eaves and beauty, are a kind of static and dynamic complement each other, is the reflection of old pond habitat loose and clear, quiet and elegant, it highlights the humanistic temperament of the old Tangqi which is clear and natural, transformed and coordinated, and expresses the artistic conception of the old Tangqi feeling and scenery meeting, meaning and image. Just like Chinese landscape paintings, what they show is charm, spirit and implication. More than 40 years have passed quickly. When people today after more than 40 years are like me, recalling the old Tangqi that has passed away, a new Tangqi is growing rapidly. As a pilot of small city construction, Tangqi is welcoming its another glory with unprecedented enthusiasm. Indeed, Shuibei Street, which used to be just the leftover material of Tangqi, has now become a hot tourist attraction after renovation, but Shuibei Street can only be a bridge legacy dream of old Tangqi. And the reconstruction of xishitang Street is more like wrapping a layer of specious wood skin on the foundation of a piece of inferior furniture, which is similar in shape but not in spirit, and has a bad taste but a bad taste. Without the Alley of the old Tangqi, the old house of the old Tangqi, and the figure of the boatwoman beside the old Tangqi Canal, the Tangqi in people’s mind will not come back after all. It is impossible to rebuild the ancient town more than 40 years ago. Moreover, today’s people have accepted foreign houses and are working hard on row houses, longing for villas. The road of urbanization of the new Tangqi cannot be the road of vintage, and the old Tangqi is destined to die. When another new residential community with the style of France as the selling point appeared in front of Tangqi people, someone said that the old Tangqi was really over. However, I think that when today’s Tangqi people have accepted the lifestyle of Westerners and some of their ideas, especially when they have accepted their culture, why can’t a Western-style small water town be accepted? Western architecture emphasizes the external space, and calls the central square the living room of the city and the living room of the city. It has the intention to transform the interior into the outdoor, which obviously reflects an all-encompassing mind, very open. Isn’t this the characteristic that the Tangqi people who have grown up in narrow alleys of several generations should graft? Westerners attach importance to formal logic, pay attention to realism, rely on demonstration, and pay attention to reflecting geometric analysis. They emphasize more on symmetry, concretization and simulation of geometric patterns in the artistic conception and overall layout of architecture. Most of the fountains, waterfalls and flowing springs in Western gardens are magnificent and dynamic, showing the unrestrained, flexible and enthusiastic character of Westerners. Isn’t this what the regular, introverted and implicit Tangqi people need to change? In terms of layout, composition, artistic conception and other aspects, the regular Gardens in European continent give people a sense of broadness of vision, magnificent conception and romantic sentiment; While the geometric gardens reflect the opposition between heaven and man, the thinking habit and spiritual idea that human beings can surpass the heaven and distinguish the heaven from the human beings. In a sense, it reflects the extroverted and aggressive behavior pattern and value orientation of Westerners conquering nature. Taking straight, exposed, large scale and majestic as beauty, such as wide and flat lawn, huge open playground and magnificent high-rise buildings, all emphasize the analytical property of curves and geometric figures, straight, open, exposed and so on are undoubtedly the important features deeply contained in it. Isn’t this what the new Tangqi people pursue after more than 30 years of reform and opening up? Whether it is the old pond in my dream or the new pond under construction, it is my love. But the city of Rome was not built in one day. It took 600 years before and after the construction of the Cologne Cathedral. The construction of the new Tangqi could not be so fast and efficient, and it could be done slowly. Once the bridge collapsed, the house collapsed, what architecture and culture are all nonsense. At the end of the digression, let’s take it as nonsense. Published in “urban and rural Herald” 2013 6 29 likes (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…

Listen to

To be honest, I did it as soon as I said it, and I did it in general. I don’t think I have done well enough, because there are too many people around me who have done well and well. Their executive force is better than mine, 100 times, 1000 times, three or two times. However, we also really see too many people, not dragging, but very dragging, dragging their own ideas have changed. Recently, a friend came to me on WeChat every day. He said, “How do I do this?” another day, he asked again, “How do I do this?” a few days later, he asked again, “How do I do this, will it be more promising? After a few days, I feel embarrassed. I said, you have become so fast. You just analyzed it yesterday and have new ideas today. What kind of person do you want to be. The person I am talking about is neither a good person, a bad person, a persistent person or a changeable person. What I’m talking about is, what kind of person do you want to be 5 years later. If you think that it is still ordinary, then you don’t have to do it. Think about which direction to be. Then, you can directly do that direction, plan it out, and let’s discuss it together, do it immediately, or if there is a project to do, then do it directly. To be honest, having a direction is definitely the best, and having no direction, but at least having Executive Force and goals will not be bad. I myself belong to the kind of impulsive one, that is, when I hear a good thing, I will be very happy, and then I will think about writing it down with words, although many words have not been written into a big article, but it is also in my own notebook. However, many words were written by me. Of course, many sentences also made me avoid many detours. Yesterday in the car, I also told another friend, I said, our characters are all made directly. Although there will be failures, there will always be achievements. For us, it is already very happy to be one of the 10, but it is certainly not just a probability. For example, if a thing is not done, the loss may be only several thousand, but if it is done, it will earn a lot. Just like when I write words, I remember many sentences and examples. Most of the time, many examples are really unavailable. But it’s okay, some can be used. At least in this way, I don’t lack themes when writing. Compared with those without records, although the text is written in 2 days, there can be more than a thousand articles several years later. In fact, this is often the case on the internet. Many things are really broken at one point. But many people, in fact, I don’t know what they think and why they think so much. For example, if a sentence comes out, I really seldom think of what it means. If we say that you will be fine tomorrow, he will say, then you mean that I am not good enough today, right. I think my head is too big. Thinking of this, I think of a good friend who is a county bureau chief and also a member of Alibaba. One day when he opened Alibaba, he received a call from a salesman to promote Alibaba. As a result, when he heard the salesman’s little sister talking so well, he bought it on the spot and then went to the bank to pay. Because this person is in a small county, thinking about selling local specialties or something. What mushrooms, honey, dried vegetables. These. I remember at that time he asked the salesman’s little sister whether these could be done or not, and the little sister said, yes. He asked the little sister again, but I had to go to work and how to do it. The little sister said, “just invite a little sister to come. As a result, he really invited a little sister, and then TrustPass came down. He asked the salesman little sister how to do it. The salesman said, just send a message. So he asked that little sister to send it for half a year. Well, it didn’t work. He asked his sister again, why hasn’t it worked yet? That little sister said, it’s OK to continue sending messages, and it will be sent for another half year. Well, it doesn’t work. Later, he continued to send more information. At this time, there were more than 5000 messages, and even the little sister resigned. But I didn’t expect that the business had been coming as soon as my little sister left. And many orders, tens of thousands of hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands of orders. Later, he asked the little sister to go back and said the bill. The bonus belonged to the little sister. When I met him at Alibaba’s annual meeting, he always went to Alibaba to thank the salesman. I didn’t know until later that the salesman had just been an intern and couldn’t make an order until I met him. My little sister, who knew nothing, started to stay in Ali because of his TrustPass. After that, the business was very good. We played in Hangzhou. When he returned to the hotel in the evening, he always returned to his Wangwang. Now business is getting better and better. Maybe many people will think that there are not many such people in the world, and the probability of such people being fooled will be high. To be honest, you may fall for it, but the probability is not high. Maybe it will fail, but the probability is also very small. Because he was really obedient and did it immediately. He really insisted. Whether on the Internet or in life, making money is really the result of accumulation. Whether sending messages on the Internet can make a lot of money is really too much. The most important thing is that we are really unwilling to do it. Just like climbing a mountain, if you climb a little, you will feel that you can’t do it. You will step down again, step up a little, and step down again. However, those who insist on climbing a mountain gradually reach the mountainside and the top of the mountain. Let’s look up to the front of the industry. In Fuzhou, we often drink and drink tea with friends. In fact, I can’t drink these two. But I love it atmosphere, why, others said, men drink only will make 2 a thing, a bragging, a truth from a. Of course, drinking tea is more about dry goods and close thinking. Many projects are often generated here. Many of my words are generated here, because I always write down them at this time. But in fact, I am did not do well enough. Others always write down the project at this time and go back to do it by themselves. Last time when a friend had dinner together, we talked about the project of Bill brushing. Unexpectedly, he went back and made several phone calls to my friend, and even the planning book came out. I really want to buy 150 computers to do it soon. We always told him not to do it, or he would execute it directly if there was no problem. While everyone graduated from classmates, he ran in front of us at once. There were several companies under him. We heard a lot of jokes as jokes, and he really did all of them. For example, if he buys a good car and enters the rich second generation circle, he will buy it directly. For example, make brands, take orders from hospitals, and make money by doing projects. We all talked about it, but he really turned it into reality. So he was really humble when talking to us. But every time he wants to check out, he can take out his diamond membership card. To be honest, in this society, everyone is really not stupid, and they are really not stupid. Every project can really make money. But most of the time, we always seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. We always think about the White Wolf with empty gloves and think that others have shortcomings. As a result, we miss opportunities again and again. But there are always some people who are strong in execution, obedient and down-to-earth, so they become. In fact, pay is really comparable to gain. We always think about paying less. How can we gain more. In fact, whether it is online or offline, you are willing to put down your posture, listen to others, and then do it directly. If you don’t know how to ask, the rest is to implement it. You don’t need to think about the details at all, hold on, then you can wait for a full harvest. My QQ:838504315, welcome to add. 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…

I only

An accidental opportunity, with colorful dreams, I came to a distant and strange town to fight for the future. I thought that hot land was the paradise where dreams took root and sprouted. But I was tired day and night, and the poor salary I got back was only enough to fill my stomach. I feel that I am a beggar begging for food, keeping the half-dead job at hand. The unchangeable days are just like the fast wheels rolling over the dreams buried in my heart day by day. I refused to be plain, gave up a stable life, and chose a distant place without hesitation, where there was my dream and future! I still remember that it was a warm winter. I came to a strange town with a simple bag, and what was waiting for me would be an unknown tomorrow. The money on my body was only enough for eating, and there was no place to sleep. I strolled aimlessly on that narrow road. I was really tired of walking, so I spent a few yuan to watch all-night videos. In fact, it was just to find a place to sleep. After entering the factory, there was no dormitory and no money to rent. I had to have the cheek to squeeze with my master in his small rental house. The master was a warm-hearted man. He said never to see others. When he stepped into his house, he would be back home. But I’m thin-skinned, and I still feel inconvenient. I dare not speak loudly and turn over when I sleep, for fear of quarrelling with others. On weekends, my master’s girlfriend came to visit him. I had to wander outside in a windbreaker without any money. I could not walk any more and stayed overnight on the grass. I am not the only one. Many travellers wandering in other places cannot find a place to settle down and have nothing to rely on in the deserted city. They sleep on the overpass and then on the grass. The city has entered a sweet dream, but these wandering people are sleepless, they think of their homeland and relatives, I couldn’t help crying bitterly without the warm nest I slept in. I suffered from insomnia every night, and looked at the boundless night with my eyes wide open, 1 minute 1 second the day was like a year. On the day I just entered the factory, I was calculating how long it would take before I got my salary. With colorful money on hand, I went to find a nest of my own and slept sweetly for three days and nights with my eyes closed! The work was also hard. Those old workers raised their legs and looked like big Masters. They treated our new workers as cattle and horses, but their wages were less than half of them. They also want to trouble the new worker in order to let you invite him out to eat and drink. I didn’t have half a copper plate and couldn’t afford them to drink. I suffered a lot in it. I could carry the hard work silently with my thin body gritting my teeth, but I couldn’t stand those unreasonable accusations and difficulties, so I quarreled with them with a blush of face and a thick neck. In their hearts, I am was a person who didn’t come. They thought of a way to drive me out of their eyes. To be honest, I didn’t want to stay in that place for a day, but there was no part in the empty pocket. If I wanted to live, I had to endure hardships and get involved. This was life, which I had to face and couldn’t escape. The hard-earned money is reluctant to use one and a half cents. During the countless days of wandering in a foreign land, reading made me forget the hardship of working, found some warmth and lasting touch, and kept a little sober and full. I love reading, and I prefer reading. Magazines with the fragrance of ink are all intimate friends. No matter in spring and autumn or in winter and summer, they are always with fragments and never give up. There are more than 100 magazines piled up on the bedside. That’s my life, that’s my world, that’s all I have! But he couldn’t take it away. He gave it all to others, staring at being carried away by others, as if he had been hollowed out of his five lungs and six Fu organs, and his heart was like a knife being cut out. My beloved desk, soft quilts, clothes hangers, plastic basins for washing face and feet were all robbed by several women next door. On the day when I left the town, the sky was drizzling, god was so sad that he began to cry. I was just like the old way when I came, carrying a simple bag, walking calmly without any trace of attachment. The small town is just a post station during my long journey, I am a passing traveller there in a hurry. The small town once covered the wind and rain for me, and my footsteps also stayed there. But those short days and nights were as plain as boiled water, with no taste, no sorrow and joy. The chimney which went straight into the sky braved thick smoke from morning to night, blackening the blue sky; The sound of the blower was deafening and disturbing; The grass on the roadside drooped its head, there is no trace of vitality and green. I am tired of this kind of life. I want to breathe fresh air and see the blue sky of high and blue. I want to find a quiet place to listen to the sound of flowers. I am looking forward to leaving one day earlier, the sooner the better! The small town gradually faded out of my world and gradually became a distant scenery during the journey. It never appeared in my dream again. The small town couldn’t let my dream go. I really wanted to treat her as a warm home, but I gradually realized that I was just a passer-by there, coming and going in a hurry! 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…

Wrote

The year passed so fast that it took only half a year. A few days later, lunar April 24 is the memorial day of my mother’s fourth anniversary. I think I still can’t go back. When can the factory leave? I still can’t go to my mother’s grave to worship. My mother’s grave must be full of wild flowers and weeds. Without my daughter’s visit, will my mother be lonely? Time didn’t let me forget my missing for my mother. Sometimes I dreamed of my mother in my dream. My mother was as busy as before and could never be idle, doing household affairs that could never be finished, for her children and her family. It is another year of wheat fragrance season. From the pictures sent back by friends, we can see that the wheat field in my hometown is already Golden. In the south, thousands of miles away, sitting in the store, listening to the soothing and pleasant music, the sun gradually climbed towards noon, and the sunlight shone through the cracks of shops and tall buildings on both sides, shining a dazzling white light on the cement road in the alley. Suddenly I want to write something, open the computer to release my thoughts, and many past events appear in front of me. I remember that in the late 1980 s, I was in junior high school when I was a teenager. Among all my relatives, my family was the poorest. My parents failed to support my four brothers and sisters by doing some temporary work. In the season of wheat cutting that year, when it came to Sunday, I followed my neighbor’s uncle and grandmother who were more than 60 years old and walked to the countryside seven or eight miles away to pick up wheat ears. In the wheat fields harvested by farmers, every left wheat ear is in our pocket like a treasure. At noon, I ate a bowl of noodles with my uncle and grandmother at the relatives nearby. The simple hostess took out an old white enamel jar and poured me a cup of boiled water. It was a village called Hailou. There were several straw houses in the yard of the hostess’s house. There was no furniture in the house, and even the bed was covered with fur and grass. The real poverty was as poor as washing and the house was bare. Seeing the hostess’s face looks like 20 or 30 years old, she is a born dwarf with a head less than one meter and short hair. She can see a doll from her back. Dwarf is a word I have seen in books. Now this dwarf is right in front of me. Maybe the Seven Dwarfs in fairy tales are so high. Later, I met the husband of the dwarf, a handsome and medium-sized young man. I heard what my father said. Near my house in the county, the man was holding a sharp iron bar, which pricked the falling paper on the ground. I know why his family is so poor. Besides doing farm work, men go to the city to pick up rags in their spare time, To raise his wife who was not able to work and their children. Now decades have passed, the county has been expanding, many villages in the suburb have been demolished, and tall buildings have been built one after another. It was unknown that the dwarf family had already lived in a building like a city dweller. In recent days, I have been busy with micro stores, dealing with every customer carefully, and also guarding against some tricky questions raised by some people. I was very open-minded to Jiang Taigong who was willing to fish. I never insisted on it and only waited for the fish to come to my door. Just sell some ordinary jade pendants, bracelets and so on. Customers are all relatives and friends, or friends of friends. However, few of my registered micro-shop skin care products come here. They are willing to plant flowers and flowers, and they are not willing to insert Willows into shade. What I really sold was forced to be delivered to my door. Some of them were sold by me on my own initiative and I couldn’t bear to refuse. Only a few people felt good and bought it again. After all, the fellow-townsman friends I want to know are limited, and the space is only a hundred people. So I applied to install Taobao online store to monopolize my favorite skin care brands. Expect strangers to come to the store, expand the market space, no longer be limited by the narrow circle of friends, everything is ready, and the product can be released after paying the deposit. I feel that I have no experience and dare not take risks. I want to consult my friends, and then take it easy. In this way, micro stores are aimed at acquaintances, while online stores are aimed at strangers. Isn’t it said that if you work hard, you will have a chance to succeed? If you don’t work hard, you won’t even have a chance. In the past, I always saw netizens saying that his articles were changed into sex theft, and I didn’t think so, because only well-written things would attract literary thieves. I entered the names of my previous articles casually for several times, and found that several articles were taken by some people without changing one word into their microblog or space, and the authors also changed their names, this is the so-called lust. Maybe they really like these articles, so they just copy and paste them, and take them away regardless of others’ hard work achievements. Maybe vanity is a fault, or ordinary people’s articles are not easy to be found, and articles stolen by celebrities are easy to be arrested and attacked. Fortunately, I am not a celebrity, and the article is also Ordinary. If I steal it, I will steal it. It is not a bad thing to let them advertise it to me and let more people see it. The weather in June was really changeable. In the morning, the sun was still shining and the heat wave was rolling; In the afternoon, thunder rumbled and the eaves rained like pouring rain. I saw an article in the newspaper two days ago, saying why the fruits of plants are round? The answer is to adapt to the natural environment. When there is wind and rain, the circle will narrow the stress surface and reduce the damage. I think people are the same. Sometimes, in order to survive, we have to compromise. Sometimes, we have to compromise and seek perfection to get through the difficulties. Survival of the fittest is the way of nature! Now I am no longer writing down my thoughts casually like before. There is a little trouble that the whole world knows. I don’t even publish things in the space easily any more. I like to publish things directly on the website, and I prefer to let strangers read my own articles. No scruple, no psychological burden, write if you want. The above words I am written to June, my mother and myself. 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