Teachers

The first semester after the Spring Festival in 2015 has gone away. The summer vacation following the established track is drifting through ups and downs. The rest of the just-started days will usher in the next ups and downs and breakout! New units, old new things, are interpreted and unfolded layer by layer, surrounded by some timid me; Maybe it is the test of God, or the experience of the world, shuttling through time and space outside the territory of words, cars come and go, and dreams come and go at night. At a certain moment that stops at the street of life, maybe what is embedded is not the skeleton at that time, but the state of mind recalled at this time. A certain delight or depression that gains or loses at the edge of the Sea of learning is doomed to eliminate the current flood of pursuing profits, which sets off the desire and dream of the old collection! But in this process, it is more and more difficult to realize: There are thousands of Dao, what is the top and what is the bottom? If the mediocre is like me, there is no way to teach. A piece of old literature lurks the arts and theories that may not be improper today; One day, I practice, carrying the rice beams that are difficult to be pushed. I read endless Chinese and foreign writings, but failed to understand the maze of ancient and modern times: life and death, gain and loss, process and result, technique and morality, etc. are not limited to binary opposition, how to get and abandon? Reading and refining current events; Writing and narrating; Speaking, inspiring emotions. For readers, writers and speakers with different visions, whose words are still not finished or whose words are heartened, how can they convey the feelings of the world and the truth inside and outside the words? Can the form show in the era of reading pictures and the global context or platform built by the network channels accommodate the world of this article inside and outside the text? 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

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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

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From today on, I want to be happy

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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…