Spring breeze

The recent work is so busy that I drag my tired body home every day. After returning home, I used to come to my not generous study, press the light on the study, pour a cup of hot tea, turn on the computer, and under the light, I have a single bed covered with new sheets changed by my wife, hanging on the wall is the cross stitch my wife had made several years ago, which smells of a warm and sweet home. In fact, because of work, Yayun literature society has not been taken into consideration for a long time. As the President, I am really ashamed. In a trance, it also emerged in my heart whether there should be some words written on it to Miss Yayun literature. After all, I am the witness on the road of Yayun literature. Gently click on my collected works. I always see page 24 from page 1; From the last article “Spring Rain lingering” to the first article “looking for Spring”; From April 1, 2012 to April 19, 2015. These green words like running accounts have witnessed my joys and sorrows over the years. Many words can be traced back to 2007 according to the order of QQ space. The passing time has witnessed my ups and downs over the years. Yayun literature originated from “City expert” on QQ. At that time, many literary clubs were derived. Some literary enthusiasts on the Internet flocked in, and the rare phenomenon of text crowding appeared, this phenomenon brought great difficulties to the management at that time. After the discovery of Tencent’s senior officials, they had to close this immature position. Many of our fans of Yayun literature were brought to the current Jiangshan literature network by me, and once again established their own community Yayun literature, which has been used till now. Until this moment, I have to believe that over the years, I have been flying joys and sorrows with Yayun literature all the time on my path of amateur literature, experiencing ups and downs. Tonight, under this yellowish light, I read those pages slowly and carefully, leaving all the best memories of those years in my heart. The alarm clock on the desk was ticking unhurriedly. At this moment, it was already late at night, and a new day came quietly again. My wife may have slept for a while, coming over from her room, gently pushing my door open, and then called me softly, telling me with concern that it was already very late, I have to go to work tomorrow. I should have a rest earlier and don’t stay up too late. I turned my head and nodded with a smile, which was a gentle response to my wife’s warm care and said something to know. He rubbed his face with his hands, his eyes, and stretched his waist and yawned. After turning off the light, I stood up and walked to the balcony for a walk back and forth. Night, very deep, very quiet; Wind, very strong, very cold. The people and cars on the street gradually calmed down. Only the long light in the dark night quietly welcomed the dawn of this city. I still didn’t feel sleepy. When I came back to the room from the balcony, I sat down quietly again. Facing the flashing mouse on the computer, my mind was carefully sorting out the little things of these years. Pushing open the window, spring rain rose again in the dark night. There seemed to be a trace of chill in the air. Sitting and thinking about it, my mind was filled with happiness and delusion of white and freedom, and blue lingering in my mind, qingzhu Aoxue, Qingchi BIHE, Xueying, Pacific Ocean, shady tree, Xiao Xiao, Liu Xiaohui, Han Fu, Weimi Yiran, Ruxue, Jiangxin waterfall, Xiangshan red leaves, cool weather, falling memory these familiar network names, at this moment, seem to be like a horse lamp image, and like a Bay Green Spring, slowly flowing in front of us, also those vivid emoji with words, went, went back, came and went, as if they were the same drama in the world. These people were always there, up and down, left and right, it forms a big picture of an extremely harmonious, warm and elegant literary family. At this time, a burst of unspeakable joy also seemed to flow into my heart like rolling waves. It seemed to see us Watchmen on this long watch road for several years, with mutual encouragement, we walked forward step by step. A few years, in the long river of time, it was just a short moment with me, but for Yayun literature, it was a heavy journey of growth. At the time of “City expert”, our elegant literature rose and fell. At the peak, the number of people reached tens of thousands. Although there were many contradictions and disputes sometimes, we still persisted to the end, now Tencent has closed “City talent”, and we have a foothold in “Jiangshan Literature Network”. Although glory and indifference coexist, it is still difficult to move forward slowly on this road. Only in this difficult way can we be brave and resolute, only when you are honest can you be precious. Everyone has their own jobs and spare time, so it is impossible to force them to be the same. The footsteps of the big waves of the times are like the rivers rolling to the east. In this round of surging tide, they are like sailing against the water. If you don’t advance, you will retreat. Looking back on every step of the Yanyun literature in the past few years, all of us Watchmen are making unremitting efforts to face the difficulties. In fact, on the way of growth, any hesitation and hesitation are not only difficult to maintain the status quo, but also possible to give up the previous achievements and make it difficult to get over the water. Yayun literature has been in Jiangshan literature network for more than two years. We always appear in front of the public in our own unique way, in the management concept of Jiangshan literature, my country and my country, and maybe we will also use the charm of our pure words, don’t cater to the stunts in the secular world, don’t care about the desolation in the world, and achieve our own literary dream in the hardships of ups and downs on the road. Now, Yayun literature is still on the road. At this time, no one knows her future and what her tomorrow will be. Maybe the road ahead will be more bumpy, maybe the road ahead will be more windy and rainy, maybe maybe but, in my heart, I always remember the original dream and always advance with the times, even if there is no higher mountain or longer Road in the future, we will try our best to start with the dream in our hearts. Just because of all the hard work and struggle all the way, it will evolve into a value for life in the process of pursuit. San Mao, a Taiwanese writer, once wrote in one of her articles: if you read more, your appearance will naturally change. Most of the time, I may think that many books I have read are passing by without any memory. In fact, they are still potential. In temperament, in conversation, in the boundless mind. Of course, it can also be revealed in life and words. Several years of time, several years of dependence and snuggling together, we just jumped over like this. Looking back, several years of time are like water, although we can’t stop the pace of time moving forward. Many people gradually fade out of our sight and understand what passers-by is; Many things no longer belong to our excellence. Knowing this is called the past. Yes, the journey of life is both in a hurry and in a hurry. Maybe there will be a lot of reluctance left along the way. Our Hearts will still sigh with emotion about the hardships of the past wind and rain, and miss the moving of the same journey, but after all, it was just a post station where we stayed. We could only be grateful, not stay, only silhouette, not demanding. However, in this virtual world, this is also a struggle and a glory full of ups and downs. Our elegant rhyme also has a higher goal and the best realm. Over the past few years, the survival and development of Yayun literature is you, me, and you and me. We have been hand in hand, crossing the ups and downs, crossing the ditch and the ridge, we have jointly created our own free home of watch culture. All my friends are also your friends; All your friends are also my friends. At this moment, an old song like this suddenly occurred to my mind, and she might be able to express my heart to Yayun literature. It is always hard to carry yesterday and exchange some happiness and happiness for tomorrow. Love you enough, treat you good enough, you can ask don’t care. I don’t want you to see my wound, which is the wind and rain without regret. Whether I have enough, whether my dream is good enough, and I can pursue not to admit defeat. Last night, in the distance, listening to his story, will you be moved to tears? Tonight, in Yayun literature, hold my hand, do you still feel cold? Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring

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