Rain

When the rain was too big and too small, it pattered for a day. In the evening, I walked alone in the lonely rain lane with an umbrella. The rain flied with the wind, and the thin spring rain fell on my face and body, feeling a little cool at once. The hot and dry mood gradually came to calm down, so he simply put away the umbrella and let the drizzle flow freely, washing away the fickleness in his heart. When I was young, I didn’t like rain, but always like snow. I don’t like the moisture of rain, and I always desire the happiness of snow. When I grow up, I always like to appreciate the persistence and magnanimity of rain in front of the window, her fresh and graceful tenderness as fine as ox hair, and her unyielding spirit of falling from the sky and flowing into a river! I prefer the feeling of strolling in the rain, letting my thoughts sail with the rain and fog, letting the cold rain beat my hot heart! No need to say anything, no need to say anything. Let the soft light at night lengthen the lonely figure in the rain and fog, and let the moving mood merge with the beating of the rain beads. Walking through the alley and coming to the road, I saw the colorful neon shining on the rain curtain. The whistle of the car covered the low narration of the rain. The hurried pedestrians hurried in the rain and had no time to appreciate the tenderness of the rain, many shops were more leisurely because of the rain. Many people talked with the cool rain and fog in front of the door …… unconsciously came to the square, which was baptized by the rain, bright and clean under the reflection of the colorful lights at night. No matter marble steps or white lampposts, they all add a little luxury to the world of rain, not to mention the beauty of those dense vegetation washed by rain. When there is no rain, the crowds enjoying the cool make the square crowded, and hot and dry, lively or soft dance music fills every corner of the square. But at this moment, in the world of rain, all the noise and complexity are invisible, and there are only whispers of flowers. The long-lost reunion of rain may have already intoxicated them! Gradually, the rain grew thick, and the square also burst into beautiful umbrella flowers, which were so poetic under the swaying light. I stood on the large square for a long time, stretching out my hand to touch the coolness of the rain. At this moment, I really want to turn into glittering and translucent water falling from the sky, flowing gently along the water, without worry or worry, returning home poetic, casual and heavenly. I turned around the street and passed by the shop opened by my old friend. Seeing that her husband and wife were playing chess, they went forward to watch the game. I saw white and black dots on the chessboard. You attack me and defend me. They are comparable. People said that watching chess was silent. At the beginning, I just watched the battle. At last, I saw that they were both in a tie. It was really tough. So I fought with my old friends. At the beginning, they always looked for the key points of each other, but they blocked the key points at first sight. Although the defense was proper, they were not as bright as possible. Later, looking at the full set of chess pieces, we decided to give up the entanglement and stretch outward, but the result was an unexpected victory. After playing the chess, we felt suddenly enlightened. Yes, life is just like chess! Everyone in life will encounter some troubles and setbacks. If you always struggle with them and can’t get out of them, then you will never walk out of the strange circle set in the chess game of life, and your troubles will never decrease. And once you open your heart, change your mind and look at the problem from a different perspective, you may also have a bright future! The rain is still falling, the road is still going to go, holding an umbrella of drizzle, holding up a persistence and persistence…… 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…

Rain falls

Feeling a certain throb of life, always integrity a kind of desire for spring. Only with more persistence in faith can we grasp the reserve in life. Yes, in the early winter when the rain fell on my heart, I went out alone. The lonely figure, walking on the wild buildings, and even on the banks of streams, was originally a kind of leisure and freedom. However, sometimes the sweet smell is broken, and the fingers are dyed with sorrow. I sigh with emotion for many reasons, maybe it just comes from the deep thought and dignity in my life. You see, some yellow leaves mixed in the sounds of nature are spinning and floating all the way, as if reaching the ultimate of life. The fallen leaves are tangible and easy to pick, but the fragrance of fallen flowers cannot be obtained. I think the fallen leaves have gone through the cycle of four seasons, the baptism of wind and frost, the training of life, and the ups and downs of many past events. Life should have been more thick and heavy. Once upon a time, I was longing for the brilliance and magnificence of life in a beautiful vision. Leisure, always a person sit-window, any sky yunjuanyunshu, see The Courthouse blossom. A thoughtful person must have bred a beautiful spring dream in the branches of The Lonely Tree in early winter. Yes, a poet once said: If Winter comes, will spring be far away? In The Sky of early winter, I vaguely touched the breath of spring. I also heard the footsteps of spring, approaching step by step. The swallow crooked its tail like scissors, cutting out the charm of the willow in the spring. Those Willows who love beauty still need to shine a beautiful shadow in the soft water waves. The gurgling mountain spring slips through my heart, and my heart will be more clear and sweet. Standing in front of the station of life, I seem to see the emerald green in spring layer by layer, which contains a gentle Dream Bay in the blue sea waves; I seem to see the spring breeze coming, a pen and a pen, it is always written into the quivering of Huifeng; I seem to smell the fragrance of countless spring flowers, and those frozen flowers are competing to bloom in the wilderness of spring. Apricot branches spring. In my dream, I realized the unremitting pursuit of the calm and persistent people in spring. However, on the night with bright moonlight and melodious pear flowers, there will still be more mysterious loneliness. Sometimes he lingered alone in the artistic conception of Mr. Zhu Ziqing’s beautiful essay “The moonlight in the lotus pond”, and there would still be a few faint sorrows in his heart. However, in front of the cruel reality, we can’t escape and shirk more. In The Sky of early winter, there were also several heavy lead clouds. I know that all the winnings have frozen all the cicadas and noises in the season. Sometimes the rain falls into my heart, but the Dream of Spring will let go of the past and reproduce in the dream soil of my heart. I am longing for spring, stepping on the dream land of spring 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…

Self-discipline

Self-discipline in our heart: if we come to this world, we may only leave our descendants. Many things recorded in history have little to do with ordinary people. But in any case, we must live up to God’s achievement of our own body. Someone must have a heart, and if you have a heart, you will have a lot of ideas. In the education of countless lives, I came up with several requirements for myself, which are called self-discipline. I have fun with my dear friends: first, be kind. People can’t be ruthless and ruthless in the world, you will make a fortune. Secondly, we should have compassion. When we see people in suffering, we should have sympathy and never be indifferent. Thirdly, we should have a filial piety and know that we should be filial to our old people all our lives. Ask cold, ask warm, and communicate with each other. You can’t feel proud when you are young. Fourth, be lovely and love all life in the world, a flower and a worm. In fact, they are the same as human beings. They also walk their way in the world. It is wonderful to meet each other, don’t hurt them casually. Fifth, be faithful, tell the truth to your relatives and friends, be loyal to them, and trust them. Don’t cheat skillfully, or fall into the pit. If you are unkind, there will be bad retribution. Sixth, we should cherish love. Some people say that one’s moral character depends on his attitude towards love. Great people will not go crazy in front of love! To cherish love is not to be exhausted, but to know how to protect her and make her like a pine tree with constant youth! 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…

Relieved

I didn’t sleep for a night, the lights were still gone, lovesickness continued, hesitation, fear and worry. This was the opening line of my youth. Without expectation and rehearsal, my life was full of real guns and live ammunition, and I couldn’t escape without hiding. Even if the blood of family affection is thicker than the water, the blood will eventually be sold, stagnant and condensed, and your hands and feet will eventually be cold. When the cold wind blows, you will become more and more cold, the white cloth covered your hair one by one, and never warmed you. You lay there quietly, motionless, just like a puppet, without consciousness, and you just lay there without saying a word, also don’t say half sentence. You are surrounded by people of all sizes. Some people can’t cry, and some people just stand silently, just like a monument, just like you, motionless, children still run around happily, and sometimes laugh happily. It seems that they make adults cry. They don’t know who is lying. When the sun is setting in the morning and the day after tomorrow, we will leave with them forever, just like the evaporation in the world. We will never find it or find it. Maybe after a few days, they will still ask where the lying man has gone. Maybe they thought that the man who had escaped the curtain and played hide-and-seek with them was still inside, holding cloth, it was overdone. In fact, they didn’t know that person was no longer there, nor would they play Fool and amuse them. However, there was nothing old-fashioned for them, after all, children still have a lot of fun. Why do you have to force them to touch the scene and feel happy and cry down their clothes? In spring, flowers compete for beauty, and in autumn, dead leaves drift away, which will always pass. No matter you are amazing and beautiful, you will always pass, no matter you are vicissitudes, rude, poor and ugly, there is no need for excessive pride and infinite self-abasement. Life is just laughing at others, and then being laughed at by others, calm down and release some. There is no need to worry. Shao Hua’s beauty is not worth the sword of time, the pit is carved on you, but you can’t hide from the colored pen of time. You have turned your head White for a moment, with infinite vicissitudes, leaning against the wall, look at the tears filling those pits, and then overflowing. Year after year, it is just a rule that people are born, old, sick and dead in the world, and their bodies are dried by years and bitten by thousands of insects, even if they cannot change the death period. If you can’t change the sky, then accept it with pleasure. Silence or noise, smile, which is worthy of life. 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…

Thank

Follow the wind-winter this is a winter with freezing degrees below zero. The dense solid yellow sand over the city shuttles back and forth in the dry air, and several Crows pass by from time to time. Wires interlaced like spider webs made people scared, and the shadows pulled by the crowd when they rushed to their destinations. It made him feel extremely strange about everything here. Go with the wind-I know it is sunny and bright in winter, but I can’t find the place where it appears, anywhere in this school. So I climbed to the high, high floor, to find. At the moment I stood in front of the window, I could see that the school was steaming in the dense mist and slightly dark color below, and the locust tree with light leaves seemed to choked, unwillingly put on a blackish dry skin. But I never found him. Follow the wind-you go, summer suddenly, standing under the tree, he became more and more sad, I don’t know what it is, why. Maybe the city is too noisy, maybe the whistle hurt my ears. What. Who are waiting for, who is left behind. But I can’t touch it, try to close my eyes to find and grope. A fist hit me, suddenly. With the wind-I stayed. In summer, I stood for a long time before I opened my eyes. I found that it was raining. The rain soaked on the Phoenix Tree Road in two rows, and the rain water splashed. Who am I thinking about? The person who seems to appear in my life has never appeared. It’s a dream, no. With the wind-I want to go there on sunny days. On the path, there are colorful wild flowers with some dewdrops, or Camellia squeezed out from the gap of the fence, and the tentacles wrapped around the fence. Stepping on the massive grass, I bent down and folded one or two young ones from time to time. Follow the wind-I want to talk about this place on cloudy days. I don’t know how thick the trunk is, but it is very high, and it is difficult to look at its top. Now, the rattan growing on the tree trunk drooped down from the luxuriant branch tip and hung down. Dark. The bluestone steps seemed to be ignored for many years, covered with a layer of furry Moss, with a damp smell. With the Wind-cloudy clouds rolling above the wheat field, not far away. The golden wheat more seductively caused cloudy rolling. Sometimes Mai er shook his head wave by wave, swinging a few times in the field with little amplitude to relax. Sometimes, in some places, in the fields, there will be a Bush in the center of the yellow field, with deep green. With the Wind-heavy rain at night, not very deep night, the heavy rain covered this rainy place without boundaries, wet the dusty streets that had been dry for a long time, and when the water gathered together. Hug, drip down. The gentle place will show a circle of ripples without reservation. Sometimes the voice was overwhelming. At that time, no one could do anything about it. With the Wind-the rainstorm comes in a hurry. I don’t know how to describe its speed, but it can be said that its sound will make your brain feel shocked and your heart tremble fiercely. Will break all the trees that can be broken without mercy, or remove everything. With the Wind-the lightning pricked the eyes in the silence. At the moment, it was completely white. The moment of the night could not resist its power, so it was reluctant to let go. The very charming body turns down from the depth of the night sky to the lower part with a large and thin root. With the Wind-thunder and lightning, it was in a bad mood, so the anger forced it to shout loudly. It was too angry, and the complaint was a little louder, which was amazing. Follow the wind-what kind of place should I go to, Prince bloodthirsty? In this way, I will not vent my anger with blood when I feel uncomfortable. With the Wind-suddenly I didn’t know why, a dark and thick cloud moved to the front of the sun from nowhere, covering it without mercy. When you look at it on the ground, you will not feel dazzling. The dark clouds seem to show your blocking ability. The black one cannot penetrate any light, which is very similar to the light shot from other places when the sun is struggling, the light beam wipes through the shoulder of the dark cloud from the upper end of the dark cloud, and the field or the mountainside forms a clear dividing line of light and shadow. With the Wind-suddenly I didn’t know why, a dark and thick cloud moved to the front of the sun from nowhere, covering it without mercy. When you look at it on the ground, you will not feel dazzling. The dark clouds seem to show your blocking ability. The black one cannot penetrate any light, which is very similar to the light shot from other places when the sun is struggling, the light beam wipes through the shoulder of the dark cloud from the upper end of the dark cloud, and the field or the mountainside forms a clear dividing line of light and shadow. With the wind-a moment of sunshine was torn to pieces, but when it pierced the blue sky, it was still very hot. With the Wind-the once knowing and not knowing of mist appeared on the black and white paper in the voice of mouth and ears, but the past beauty still stopped in the picture like mist, with clear scenes. Or sometimes I imagine a person walking in the mist with an umbrella. With the Wind-the spring wind mixed with the smell of you and me, which remained in the encounter between spring and East Winter. After the snow melted, the broken heart became cold from the season of root and green, there is still a biting cold against the outside world. However, what is ignorance or melting makes the heart as bitter as fresh water, and the minus zero swept again was once felt cold by the skin. Miss cold. With the wind-in the evening, I want to stay in the West clouds that will never be dragged away by you, watching the natural blush smearing the west sky. Facing the mountain and me, I stared at the back of the mountain, looking up at the shadow of the ink set off by you. Follow the wind-lost what you had, what you had, feelings. They were all lost on the endless path of rice soaked in water. I can’t find it later. I don’t know whether it is true or not, only the fragrance of rice and the picture of pulling out rice ears float in my mind. Follow the wind-melt life, and hate feelings with strong desire. Follow the wind-poetry tears are invisible poems, and even poems without feelings. Tears of sad children flow into curves in March, bending along and wondering where to go. Tell me how you ever crossed my memory and made me so decadent. With the Wind-lost vast things like fog and non-fog wrapped in the grassland. There was no snow, no snow that made people unable to find the direction. However, love still lost its way. There is something talking in the sky, and the sound seems to be magnified tens of thousands of times, and it is constantly colliding and swinging out the lasting echo. The voice said: he who couldn’t find the way Abandoned Love and died of love on the roadside where nobody cared about it. Follow the wind-miss the past December. The love in December was like the blue mist mixed with dandelion flying slowly in the river opposite to the river once flowed into his heart. Unfortunately, nostalgia is always the past and cannot be pinched. Follow the wind-see through the loneliness and helplessness of the world. It turns out that love has never come but I am creating a fantasy of love for myself, leading me to live in the future. Follow the wind-I can’t control your sadness. Follow the wind-the arrival of Ye Xia is Ye’s sorrow, because it will leave after this season. Go with the wind-see through the world, behind the remaining desolation and helplessness. Clean, pure white. What’s the relationship between those dirty eyes and the honey-wrapped words of people. With the sound of wind and rain, the loose sand flowing back is always so loose. No matter whether you feel painful or not, it only chooses to rub and wipe through the thinnest and weakest heart. You will understand one day, he always passes through your heart, but you can’t keep him. After all I won’t friction. Wind Streetscape Street View is nothing more than streetlight, streetlight and streetlight. Standing on the five-meter-wide black asphalt road, I couldn’t see where you had gone. The yellow but dizzy Street Lamp said, “I curse this solid road to be trampled through, and let the mud road reappear in those years, in this way, I can touch your footprints to find the oath of that year. With the Wind God displeased god said: he (she) can get, they (they) can get, but you will never get, even if you get, it is also the virtual feeling of pain gone, even if you get, it is also the illusion that can hurt you all over. Mist with the Wind Water city water mist around the mountain low, vast. People who live in the wind are just lumps of meat. Rotten meat or fresh meat is the place where they are placed. But no matter how bright it is, it will always rot into a mass of dust. Flying with the wind, I can’t remember the front, but the back, without memory, I really want to fly away is no longer the continuation of the painting season. There are some things in the wind that can’t be put down when you pick them up. Some things can’t be found when you put them down. It is not three years to follow the wind, which may not make a person beyond recognition. But thirty years later, we are all fifty years old. Choose with the wind when you want to forget someone, choose a way: put another person into your heart and squeeze out the former one. If I lost it in the wind, I couldn’t find justice, so I lost my memory. Pay with the wind don’t think you pay for others, others will consider you when you are helpless. There is no such formula in the world. In terms of God’s equality, it is a shame. Shining with the wind the more bright and attractive people on the surface are, the darker and harder their hearts are. If you follow the wind, you will have a certain temperament, but you will not have kindness. I know this. Falling with the wind, I thought I was totally evil. Until one day, I found that someone could act evil to make others believe that they were kind. Let’s go with the wind and be vigorous, whether it’s silent or cold! Past even field ignorance. Come with the wind and walk a lot of things. You thought he came, but actually he left. What dissolves with the wind dissolves our youth. We met in a hurry, and we were also in a hurry when we left, just like a glass of slightly colored water, which could not tell whether it was clear or muddy. Is it rain or sunny. After that trip, never, never. Suifeng pigment this kind of pigment is both medicine and poison, and has strong performance. Don’t say how hot love is, how touching kindness is, or how eternal love is. It grinds and takes it without returning. Don’t say how insidious hate is, how cruel evil is, or how empty cold it is, grinding and taking it without returning. About love, kindness and love, it is the antidote to relieve the nature. About hate, evil and cold, it is poison, aggravating toxicity. This medicine is called numbness. Suifeng originally liked a person, and he would like everything about him, but the reality was that he liked a person, because he liked everything about him. With the Wind, why don’t you ask me why I did it? I am did it for you. Wind slightly When I looked out of the window, I found that winter was coming. A large area of Emerald wheat was brushed with Frost and powder, and the thin trees showed the dark sleep, and the frozen soil of Qi Kan, a few stars of white-walled houses in the distance, all of which were immersed in the breath of winter exhalation. Cold air came out of the window, forcing me to look back. With the Wind, words are like snow, loneliness is like the sea, winter is approaching, and the coldness is in a hurry between the land and sky blue. Some words are getting stronger and stronger, while some words have lost their meanings. The cold temperature, wrapped in suffocation, rushed into the whole dream, and the tides and waves hit the wall. If you dare not follow the wind, do you know how I feel when you leave. Without you, I dare not listen to sad songs, watch the sunset, think about the past and talk to people like you. I am afraid that I will cry out. After all, if we want to live with the wind, I am cruel and crossed out the endless Christmas Day with a pen. I remembered the Christmas Eve last night, my dishevelled hair, answered the phone, read books, and fell asleep at night. After all. Most of the time, we have no reason to choose decadence, happiness in the distance, only to get rid of vulgar, choose love, and be a peaceful person. In this way, it is no longer important to ignore the world. After all, we must live up to our courage. Follow the wind to give me a dream, give me a dream of time, make it winding like sand. Economics of love with the wind Love is a kind of cold aphrodisiac. Keep the eternal cold, love the life. With the Wind, who says love is a cherry fruit? Who says love is a cherry fruit, sometimes it is also very accidental. There are two things in the wind. There are two things in the world that you can never do. First, you can never find a person who you think is credible, and second, you can’t change anyone’s way to get happiness. I know it’s cold when the wind gets cold. When it gets cold, I think of you. But when I really understood it, it was already hot in Jiaoyang, and that winter had already been flooded and buried in the river where I could not stay. So I really want to know whether you know the story of Winter and beauty. With the wind, cold when the wind is the coldest, spring breeze, spring breeze wakes up everything. Many things come with the wind with illusion, which makes people vulnerable. Dream with the wind life is like a dream, if I have been dreaming this dream, the day I wake up, that is, I see the real you, and leave you to the next dream site. But if there is no tomorrow in the dream, I don’t want I am to have this dream because of you to forget yesterday. With the Wind, for me, I can’t even have a dream. With the Wind 3.4 the end of March, April is not yet, and it is flying, for whom. Follow the wind men men have no ability, don’t take women as cards. In the process of growing up, almost all the people who hurt us were the ones who caused the social chaos, my classmates, strangers and lying friends. We should be cautious about our words and deeds when we are young, in order not to leave any pain in our hearts. Sunshine with the wind sunshine is the most warm thing for people, but sometimes it can also become a killer, for example, it is against ice and snow. The heart is black, the wolf heart is sweet, and the vampire love is really beautiful. Come to follow the wind and thank time for letting me forget you safely. Come with the wind to praise (prose editor: drops of ink hurt) 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…

Who

No matter the thrilling rumors of drug smoking, or all kinds of performances and different images of self-harm for love in rainy nights, it seems that they cannot touch my dusty soul. Only she can return to my heart, let me quiet? Does it make me feel at ease? Only alcohol and very similar feelings of the opposite sex can make me excited and bitter feelings grow into trees in summer night? I am looking for long-lost feelings and inspiration with words like Ji Zhu. For example, Su Shi’s “three Huaitang records”, Chibi’s two poems, and Liu Zongyuan’s two records of Yongzhou, all of which only meet the eyes, being adjacent to the ear party does not go into the heart and is not retained and absorbed by the heart; Even if the other two ways above are the same effect. So in the summer of June 26th, flames came one after another and the warm wind blew people. The whistle of children queuing up for school came from a distance. My son Boyuan had already gone home. Behind these children, is there my favorite daughter and old friend with red ears and blush? That is a very mediocre life? The depressed day was not the hottest stage, but there had been rumors that some places would have holidays. Is it not allowed to storm in such weather? What is the feeling of cold room? Or do you need to wake up when you are drunk? I don’t expect these things to come. The peace of my heart depends on self-cultivation and rest after calming down. The pots of flowers and plants beside me, whether they are Wen Zhu or hanging baskets, are lonely and lovely. Look at me and listen to me, is it possible to whisper the refined and euphemistic divine comedy? I am can’t hear and see. I only have one feeling, just returning to the process of feeling. Those who can’t find comfort are a little helpless of Mr. Lu Xun. The helplessness and hesitation of life. That’s all. 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…