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I should have introduced myself first when opening the blog, but the ugly mother-in-law was afraid of meeting her parents-in-law. But ugly bitch sooner or later have to see her, the helpless. Let’s introduce ourselves first. Look at the avatars of many bloggers, who are either spirited and spirited, or quite rich, or charming, or flourishing, and most of them are successful people. And I feel ashamed when I think about it. In addition, I can only type, but I can’t do anything else. Therefore, the Avatar column is always empty. Some time ago, my niece helped me upload a picture. Only those who have a strong figure can upload their head portrait to the blog space. However, he is just a nobody and dare not upload any head portrait. It is better to be unknown. I just want to be a green leaf, rather than a dazzling red flower. I am came to the world at the beginning of the Great Cultural Revolution. He was born in a poor peasant family in autumn. Soon after birth, I have to face the long winter of cold weather. It is really hard to live at the right time! How nice it was to be born in spring, but I couldn’t help but feel helpless! Only let nature take its course. For some reason, other children began to babble early, and I learned to talk with the bleating sheep when I was over four years old. Before that, my grandmother and others all said that I am dumb, but my grandmother didn’t think so, and heard someone say: your grandson is dumb. Grandma will be anxious with them. There is a saying that noble people speak late. That is just a saying to comfort parents who can’t speak. I am just an ordinary person, an ordinary civilian. This is also a night of my life. I was very low when I was young. For this reason, I was not less bullied by others. (Therefore, when my son was young, whenever he didn’t want to eat, I would say to him: if you don’t eat well, you will not grow tall. If you are low, tall people will bully you. At that time, I was really afraid that my son was not tall.) After finishing the first year of senior high school, my height was. My second uncle always said to me: turtle son, it is not long to eat turtle meat. Although I also want to grow taller. Although I also listened to my grandmother’s words, I hugged King Toon on my birthday. And said: King toon tree King toon tree king, you are thick, I am long. But the height has not improved much. Only After Finishing senior three, did my height change a lot. In the year of weak crown, I was fixed on my life stage with a height of 170 meters. This is my second night of life. After graduating from college, the marriage was also affected because of not getting a satisfactory job. I still depend on my parents for many years after graduation. How can I bear to add burden to my parents? No, this idea of my own made my parents and grandmother care more about myself. With the growth of age, my marriage has become a concern for my relatives and friends, and also a worry for parents and grandma. Fortunately, in the near year of establishment, I finally entered the palace of marriage with my beloved girl, which could be counted as three nights in my life. During my several years of marriage, my parents couldn’t sign up for my grandson, so I became a TV station. Before that, you could see the advertisement of TV station every day: if the couple didn’t have a baby, they would find Fang X Hua. When I believed that after taking a course of medicine, I went to check, the test results made me suspect. But I insisted on taking two courses of medicine. Unexpectedly, when I went there again for examination, I was told that there was no such person in the hospital. It happened to be March 15th, 1998. At that time, I made up my mind that even if I didn’t have any children in my life, I wouldn’t believe any advertising for treating infertility any more. Later, my aunt didn’t know where to pack some medicine for his wife to take. It was also that summer that my wife felt unwell and went to the hospital for examination before she cashed out that she had been pregnant for several months. In this way, we got married for three years before we had my son. This was my four nights in my life. Maybe it’s not too late to get it? There is still one night in my life that is called the late achievement of great weapons, but I don’t want to become a great weapon any more. I am not a piece of jade, nor do I want to be carved into the appearance that others want to carve. I just want to be myself, and the best judgement for others is to do my own thing. I have to finish what I want to do without eating or sleeping; Where I want to go, I will finish it with actions wherever I want to go. This is my stubbornness. My appearance can be described as not amazing. In recent years, my black hair has become less and less for some reason, and now it is already impossible for the local government to maintain the central government. When I went to my elder brother’s place during the Spring Festival, my elder brother’s classmate said when he saw me, “brother, Don’t worry about it. I said: It’s like a leaf, and then it will fall. Brother’s classmate said: Brother, I don’t talk about trees. Don’t talk about trees first. I said: trees are different from trees. Then we burst into laughter. Because I work in the construction site all the year round, and the weather blows all day long, I look much older than my peers. Others often regard me as my elder brother. Although he is four years older than me, he is engaged in mental work. So it looks younger than me. When my son was six years old, he went to buy shoes for him. The young man who sold shoes asked a word, which made me think it was ridiculous. He said: Is this your grandson? After hearing this, I didn’t care, but I was supposed to be a master in my thirties, which made me really ridiculous. Did I look like more than fifty in my thirties? The year before last, she ate at a home-cooked noodle restaurant in the south of sigutai. When she didn’t enter the door, the woman standing at the door asked: What did you eat for this old man? I didn’t believe it was asking me. Looking at me, no one confirmed that I was asking myself. I said: Call me old man two or ten years later. But when she brought the meal, she still said: The handmade noodles for you, this old man made me unhappy. Am I that old? I ate reluctantly and left hurriedly. I won’t go there to eat any handmade noodles any more. I became an old man in my forties. Although I don’t care, I don’t want her to call me old man any more. I don’t understand the reason why people lose their age when they see the goods and add money. It was also the year before last that a young man in his twenties went to the construction site to work with me the first day. At that time, I was wearing a helmet. When he called me Uncle, I laughed secretly. Then I asked him what he belonged to. He said: it belongs to rats. I am only 18 years older than him. I didn’t say anything more. After half a month, my uncle became the second elder brother. Funny, I became so young so soon. I said jokingly: xx, you look very fast, half a month has grown up! People around laughed when hearing this. In 2004, on the construction site of the NPC and CPPCC, a foreman saw me and said, “brother, look at you wearing glasses, (glasses have been with me for 27 years now) like an intellectual. I said: I am an unlucky intellectual. The foreman said, “Brother, it is still humorous. I didn’t say anything, is that humor? No, that’s 100% truth. Because the foreman didn’t know that I am a college student, and he didn’t get a satisfactory job because he had no social relationship. Therefore, unlike other students who have a fixed work unit, they don’t have to travel around for life in the wind and rain all day long. At the construction site of the first phase of civil servants, the teacher with a pink wall saw that the other two working with me were wearing short-sighted glasses, so he said interestingly: Did your boss send you a pair of glasses? I Halo. Now I don’t have any great ambitions any more. Working peacefully, living a plain life, being an ordinary person are all extravagant expectations. Speaking of life, I believe in that quote, and economy in the world, the poor are spared. And in line with the principle of not seeking for meritorious others, but seeking for a clear conscience. When, I would rather be sorry for others than others. No matter how others treat me, I am sincere to others. Although few people believe in conscience now, I don’t want to behave without conscience at any time. Since our sisters were young, our parents have taught us that no matter how good their things are, they can’t be jealous. They are their things, remember this sentence sooner or later. It’s not your own. You must not take it or steal it. Only when you spend the money you earn can you feel at ease. When I went shopping, there were several times when people asked me for more than ten or five yuan, and I directly returned them to the owner, which was not the income of my own labor, and it was not practical to spend them. One winter, I went to the downtown hospital to see a doctor. I didn’t remember that I didn’t show the fare until I came back in a hurry. In the afternoon, I walked more than ten miles in the wind and snow to find the old lady who was watching the car, she was given twenty cents to see the fare, although she also said: Twenty cents made you run so far again, but you still can’t put it aside. I said: it is not easy to do anything. When I think about such a cold day, why can’t I bear to see the car? When I was young, I was also a person who liked listening to singing. I couldn’t help singing after listening to the plays or songs played on the radio. But I remember that one year, I might sing when I shouldn’t have sung, which influenced my neighbor’s uncle. That uncle said: Do you always sing well? After that, I dared not sing any more. No matter how dare you want to sing, sometimes you have to look around when humming in a low voice. Maybe it was at that time that my self-esteem was hurt. From then on, I gradually became an introvert, talkative and cautious person. But I didn’t know what self-esteem was at that time. Even so, the passion for hometown plays and music has never been reduced. In my spare time, I would also talk with my friends in Chu River and Han dynasty, or in the black and white world. In my spare time, I also want to ride a bicycle to go through and practice like travellers. Although I have been riding to some places, riding now has become my extravagant hope. Because of life, I have to give up some of my hobbies and let my heart fly. When I was 19 years old, my brother’s car accident made me determined to learn Chinese well. After that, I fell in love with writing diaries. I used paper and pen to record the joys and sorrows in my heart, which has been uninterrupted for 26 years. Over the 26 years, the diary has been like my confidante, accompanying me through so many unforgettable days. The unfairness of life once made me want to fight with death, or my relatives and friends helped me get out of the low ebb of my life. Without them, there would be no me now. If I really insisted on leaving the world alone at that time, which led to the tragedy of sending black-haired people to the white-haired people, I would never be sorry for giving birth to my parents, and I would be the most unfilial son in the world. I don’t know whether my parents are good or not. With a son, I know more about the kindness of giving birth to my parents. How can I not try my best to love my parents and repay them? The sufferings of feelings made me cherish my wife more. Thinking about that time, from a girl I had never known before, I didn’t dislike my family or all my shortcomings. I followed me wholeheartedly, and I didn’t complain even if I suffered a lot. How could I not cherish her. I just want to say: wife, I love you. Hold Your Hand and grow old with you. This is me, an ordinary and ordinary me. Praise on June 8th, 2011 (prose editor: Ink drops into 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…

Fleeting Time

The fleeting time is a sacrifice. I am on the other side, watching your figure, leaving so fast that I have no time to say goodbye to you. The inscription of the song “fleeting time” made the sadness of that time come to my heart instantly. The time when I look back at the time is called fleeting time. (1) the fleeting time was restless. It was the fate of calamity and cancer. After fighting for nearly two years, Uncle finally passed away. With attachment and regret, he left his aunt, the endless pain and missing left to my aunt. After passing through flowers and flowers, after going through the fate, in a flash, it annihilates the boundless dust in the past and changes the sea and fields, becoming a fleeting year. Human power is still so weak. After all, there will be a missed day for the beautiful scenery. Listening to the wind and rain, autumn and summer flowers, just passing. In the face of the passing years, everyone will be reluctant to give up. The passing years are like wind, passing by, sighing in a hurry, playing the command room, bustling. (II) where is my wandering return? I hope there can be such a place between the heaven and the Earth: in the courtyard, peach trees are full of pink peach blossoms, flowers and branches are mixed and mixed, and the elegant and elegant flowing shadow, pouring down to the ground, it seems to be the peach fairy written by the ancients. The breeze blows, and the petals fall lightly, just like the rain of petals, falling on the ground with melancholy. There are pavilions in the courtyard. In the pavilions, the plain piano is leisurely and smoky. On both sides of the path in the courtyard, there are slender flowers and plants casually, which are beautiful, light and fragrant. Back, mountain. The stream flows down from the mountain stream, singing all the way, hitting all the dust and vanity. In the morning, watch the mist and morning dew; At dusk, enjoy the sunset and the West Mountain; At night, you can drink wine to the moon. (3) be proud of the world of mortals, why not be frivolous like smoke, waiting quietly, year after year. Streamer is easy to throw people, red cherry, green plantain. I think I should behave happier, although I don’t admit that I have ever groaned without illness. Even in youth, there will also be injuries and pains. But I have begun to slowly expect myself to learn to pursue happiness. Try to forget the unhappiness in those years. Only by forgetting the unpleasantness of the world can we finally rush out of the shackles and cages of the years and smile at the end of the flowing light. Postscript: I only hope that I can gradually learn to look down on the world of mortals. The road ahead is boundless and I will live up to the flow of light. On July 30, 2010, Zan (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…

Find self

Chatting with friends, I asked: What do you usually do when you meet people you don’t like? Several girls said neatly: how to do it? Go away! Ignore, automatically block, ignore! The reactions of other girls are different, but they are also quite consistent: I usually look for reasons from myself, and think that I don’t like them because I don’t have enough self-cultivation and can’t understand them. I seemed to see the comments of the first few girls who sniffed at them: no strength, why bother yourself? You think you are God! Later, I left this question to many people one after another. Most of the replies I received would choose to find the reason from myself, and I felt that the effect was good. The explanations given were: I think the reason why you dislike it is that you have not experienced enough. When you have met enough people and things, there is nothing to dislike. If you think that not everyone is well educated like you, it is normal for them to perform like that. After hearing so many self-analysis answers, I really want to ask them: Did you grow up with chicken soup? Since when do we refuse to dislike others? It is normal that people like things and appreciate and dislike people accordingly. On the contrary, everyone is kind-hearted, nodding and smiling to others, which makes people feel horrible. Countless Chicken Soup for the soul are telling us: human beings are omnipotent, and you can’t do it just because you don’t want to do it. But the reality is that there are very few things you can do. People are limited. Only living in a region can be comfortable. Crossing the border, one must bear more. A boy wrote to me to tell me his distress, which was summarized as one sentence: I always felt that I had many mistakes before, but as a result, I felt very self-abased, and everyone did not respect him, therefore, he felt that he had no sense of existence. I asked him why he thought it must be his fault? He answered naturally: isn’t the rule of adult world that everything can find reasons from oneself? If you don’t do well enough, you don’t work hard enough; If you don’t like it, it is because you treat others badly; If you can’t adapt to the society, it is because your personality is not smooth enough. How terrible this explanation is. If it continues like this, he is likely to attribute all the imperfections of this society to himself. It seemed that he was self-abased, but deep in his heart he felt that he was full of strength, so he wanted to undertake and bear. My advice to him is: you can try to offend someone, and you will find that the result is not that bad, and you can bear it, so that you will be yourself slowly and comfortably in the future. He exclaimed: really? Offending people, shouldn’t it be done by bad people? Offending people is not killing people and setting fire, but a behavior that normal people will do. For example, if someone arranges you to do something you don’t like, then you can directly refuse it and see which direction the matter will develop. He thought I threw a bomb into his heart, but in fact, as long as a person lives, how can he not be hated, offended or disliked? Some chicken soup for the soul and the education we have received since childhood are the places where people are harmed. We try to guide everyone to become a perfect person, even if they walk well on the road and are hit by others, parents will also kindly remind their children: why don’t you pay attention to it? Why does he hit you instead of hitting others? This kind of questioning, which could be called a great God, made people speechless, but there was no logic at all. If you really follow this idea, you can finally attribute the problem to yourself. Only when you clearly realize that this premise itself is wrong and it is a strange circle can you not mistake it for granted. Not long ago, a college student fell from a building in the city where I lived, which caused an uproar: The boy’s confession was rejected, and he jumped directly from the third floor and broke into a crushing fracture. Everyone doesn’t understand why the rejection of confession requires suicide. At the same time, some people think from the perspective of girls: The girl who has been confessed may feel sorry for her whole life. Some experts said that the girl should receive some psychological counseling, otherwise, as a subconscious mind, she might often interfere with her. A very important point of psychological counseling is not to blame yourself. You just need to do the part you need to be responsible for. Don’t pay attention to the result and let her understand that this matter has nothing to do with her, don’t listen to people around you. If she agrees, boys won’t jump off buildings and so on. If people have to be related to one thing, they can definitely find the connection point, because people themselves are social, but as a normal person, a person who respects himself, you shouldn’t force yourself to pull this relationship. It is normal to allow yourself to have flaws, to be unable to understand others, and even to be selfish, which is not strange at all. The cruelty of the current society is to regard all the normal as abnormal and the abnormal as the mainstream. My good friend’s younger sister Xiaoqing and a girl named Xiaozhuang are graduate roommates. Because there are only two people in the dormitory, the relationship is particularly good. But gradually, Xiao Qing found that everything was different. Every night, she can receive a text message from Xiaozhuang, such as I want to be with you, I like you, I love you. After several times, Xiaoqing couldn’t stand it any more and asked her: what do you mean by sending text messages? If you are Les, go after other girls. I don’t accept homosexuality. Don’t bother me any more. Xiao Zhuang was sensitive by nature. He cried for a long time after hearing this, and sent a message to Xiao Qing after turning off the lights at night: If you leave me, I will die. Only then did Xiao Qing realize the seriousness of the problem, but she felt more unbearable because of being threatened. After thinking about it over and over again, there was no other trusted person to pour out, so she finally chose to seek help from her sister. Xiaoqing’s elder sister was my good friend. It had been a long time since she told me about it. At that time, Xiaoqing had moved out of the dormitory and Xiaozhuang didn’t die either, alive and well. I asked: How did you convince your sister that Xiaozhuang would not die? She said with some fear: Actually, I was also very afraid that this girl would commit suicide at that time, but I also knew that this matter had nothing to do with my sister. If I let her adapt to her, that God forbid. I had to tell my sister the worst result: even if she committed suicide, it was not forced by US. If you felt that one could not bear it, you would put all the blame on me. She said that this was not the most difficult thing. The most difficult thing was that my younger sister always had a soft heart. She thought it was too cruel to treat Xiaozhuang like this. She could only tell her sister: If you continue to think like this and then do like this, then one day she really committed suicide and you will be the murderer. It is very important to draw a clear line with people and know which responsibilities are your own and which things have nothing to do with yourself. A person without a sense of boundaries, even with kindness, is likely to make a big mistake in the end. It is good to save myself three times a day, but this saving should also include checking whether I have taken too much responsibility. In other words, if you keep looking for reasons on yourself, you overestimate yourself. 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…

A curtain

A curtain of dreams on the bus this morning, there were not many people, but there were no seats left. As soon as I got on the bus, I found a slightly empty territory and stood up, looking out of the window bored: outside the window, the drizzle was misty. Trees, houses and people in the distance were all covered in the drizzle, like a layer of gauze. Inside the window, it was extremely quiet, as if the people in the car hadn’t recovered from the black and sweet dreamland. All of a sudden, a faint music sounded. At first, I thought whose phone rang. But this music has been sung repeatedly and softly for many times. Suddenly realize that this is not a ringtone, but someone is listening to a song consciously. Listening with breath, I heard that music was a familiar song called a curtain of deep dreams by people of our age: I have a curtain of deep dreams, and I don’t know who I can share? How many secrets are in it, and no one can understand the complaint. It was deeply exposed outside the window, and the fallen flowers became tombs tonight. Spring came and went without a trace, leaving only a curtain of deep dreams and sorrows. The lingering music kept circling around the beam in the huge space, I was also intoxicated by the melodious music. A sudden brake woke up the people in the car, but the music didn’t stop and continued to drift out from an invisible corner. Who can understand my feelings, who will be tender, if you can know each other and meet each other, a curtain of deep dreams in such a misty morning, what kind of person will the owner of playing such a music in this situation be? I can’t help paying attention to it with great interest. I looked over with the music leading the way, and my sight stayed on the back of a strange man, from his shallow flat head, black clothes, the burly figure judged that the music owner was about thirty years old. He was so young that he actually liked such a sentimental music. What resonance would he have in his heart? What kind of confused dream should he have, and how should he look forward to a person who can share a curtain of deep dreams with him? The rain outside the window was still lingering underground, covering trees and houses in the distance, as well as people and Hearts nearby. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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…

Memory

In the long years, countless today passed away quietly. There is a wisp of rays of sunshine in the morning, and a round of bright moon ending, there is always a reluctant feeling and meaning. This feeling is sent to Qingfeng, and this intention is given to Mingyue. Please bring your apology in my heart and help me retain the trace of time. The breeze is noncommittable, the bright moon does not say a word and talk nonsense, who can retain the time and let the time last forever? You will cherish it until you lose it. This is a prophecy you have experienced. What can’t be obliterated in every minute is memory. The innocence of childhood, the short and colorful youth, and every experience of life is the mark of time. The flowers blooming under the sunny sun are experiencing wind and rain, so I don’t know the trace of the annual rings. The withered and yellow leaves tell the changing age of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Looking for the mark of time in the cycle, looking for the vitality of youth in the grass color, green hope is the impulsive age; Looking for the footprints of the past in the happy water, however, the floating water laughed at my obsession. Its answer made me smile bitterly without saying a tiny dust in the sky, and the figure was just a drop of sea water. Please cherish the time, just to give tomorrow a lingering harbor. The harbor is filled with the beauty of dreams, the busyness of rising and sunset, and the ups and downs. A smile is just a second, but it warms the echo of the years; A tear is just a moment, but touching is the precious love and righteousness of life for a long time; One sentence is a heart, but when it is injured, it is a consolation of the words and words; A glance is a feeling, conveying warm encouragement and expectation; A hug is a friendship, which is tighter in a ruthless age; A blessing warms the heart, this is the warmest words from the ends of the world. Write your heart to tomorrow and let the days continue in the aftertaste; Write your imagination to tomorrow, and the beautiful days will be on today and evening; Write your pain to tomorrow, let time mend the scars; Write happiness to tomorrow, let the future be more beautiful; Write your expectation to tomorrow, and make your wish happy; Write your thanks to tomorrow, and make your efforts beautiful. Tomorrow is a new beginning, and tomorrow is a new starting point. Write everything about life to tomorrow. Tomorrow will be a lucky ship, with the sail of hope and the paddle of success, marching forward in the ocean of happiness. 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…

Leaves

Looking through that book, I accidentally saw that leaf. Caught in the book, it arouses people’s imagination. Guess where it came from, catch a trace of inspiration and feel happy. To verify with her, she put it in the pages by herself as I thought. The blade feels very thin and fragile because it is dry. Hold it in your hand and gently pinch it with your thumb and index finger, refusing to be touched by others. The color is beautiful, which is the color I once yearned for and talked about, pure autumn when leaves turn over, and pure maple leaf color. The leaves are dense serrated, which does not look sharp. The leaf surface is six finger-shaped, with a small corner slightly overlapping because of the owner’s carelessness. It cannot be restored to its original state. Sometimes I feel a little regret, but this kind of regret is not complete. During a period of time in junior high school, I also collected all kinds of leaves with different shapes, and deliberately searched for distinctive leaves. At that time, it was because there was a long way to go home and there was nothing to do. Sometimes I could not speak alone. So I got into the tree by the roadside. At that time, he was really naive and had an unspeakable imagination. He believed that everything was alive, but he did not cherish it. Tearing life, feeling sad, will not stop. Solemnly and neatly, clip the leaves one by one in a clean notebook. Soon after, the leaves were all shaken out, letting them fall down in the river. Turn around and leave, no mood. Then it was the remaining green in the notebook that proved that period of time. Time, squeeze or some kind of emotion, it is the green and water of those leaves left on the notebook that makes them very light. Light, because the concentration has dyed around. However, this leaf now only loses its moisture and color, and remains in the pages of the book as an exiled individual. I feel sorry, because the color it lost is not in the pages. The reason why it is not regretful is that it knows that its color and moisture remain in another notebook. That was her notebook, leaving its life, and that piece of paper had its complete traces. Those traces echo closely with the blade in my hand and will never be forgotten. When reading, there happened to be the page number of leaves. A classmate passed by and said that this leaf was very beautiful. It is of great significance. My heart surprised. He said: this kind of leaf is of great significance. It can give each other memories and be a token of love. It turned out that he was guessing, and his idea was unconstrained. I know the meaning represented by this leaf is pure. It is a girl’s sudden idea. I suddenly found the leaves of the past, which were interesting and put in the book. Simple meaning, worth hiding. 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…

On

At this time, I didn’t know why, my heart was so painful that I couldn’t breathe, and my tears turned around in my eyes unwillingly! The emptiness that never existed in my heart was a pain that could not be expressed in words. Maybe it is because I am too melodramatic, or it is because I have a sentimental heart! I once thought that time would be a good medicine to smooth the wounds left by those years! It can dilute memory; You can forget many people or things, and you can forget all happy or unhappy things in the long gone time. But in the end, what I want to forget is still so clear! Closing my eyes, it was so close but so real. It seemed that I could still hear the wind of yesterday and smell the fragrance emitted when the flowers were in full bloom. When I opened my eyes, I found that everything had already been so far away. Maybe it was no longer my memory at all, and everything was blurred. I don’t want to recall the past, just to forget it! But I always remember it inadvertently. Four years, it should be said to be a very long time, it red cherry, green plantain. For a long time, I have been deceiving myself and others, hoping that one day I will go back to the past! Perhaps those injuries that cannot be told are the most painful! Because we can only put it quietly in the bottom of our heart, so that we can not mention the past! Later, I gradually got used to silence, used to disguise my inner pain in front of the crowd, and didn’t let my heart stir any more! Hide everything with indifference, or upset, or joy! Just because I am afraid of hurt, I am afraid that yesterday will reappear! If you understand me, why do I worry? If you don’t understand me, what should I ask?, in fact, I don’t have such arrogance and confidence. Instead, I have such unspeakable self-abasement in my heart! What I have always wanted is just a simple and simple friendship, an ordinary life journey. I don’t expect any great achievements, but I just expect to join hands with ER in this ordinary life, choose a city die! Walk around the world in mutual help. Maybe this world is just like what I said when chatting with a friend: not all things will come to an end as long as you stick to them! Because what you care about may be just a careless move in others’ eyes! Maybe others just say it casually, don’t worry too much about what others say! Maybe she is right because she is too stupid! But I really want to say to her, if I don’t care about people, how can I remember the casual words in my heart? Most of the time, maybe you shouldn’t be too serious. If you are serious, you have already lost everything and finally lost your heart. Sometimes, I would shake my head and smile bitterly, laughing at my innocence and stupidity, and more often I would laugh at my helplessness for all this! Maybe this is the so-called destiny that everyone should have! I can only say that my destiny is too bad! All the remaining courage about love has been gradually exhausted. Facing everything, we can only avoid to reduce the pain in our heart, making everything seem not to care so much! In fact, who will really understand? Want to love, but dare not love, want to stay, but dare not stay! This is the truest helplessness in my heart. In fact, there has been a biggest question lingering in my heart for a long time, but I haven’t figured it out! Praying for Buddha, Buddha is very helpless! I once asked Buddha devoutly: to send a gift to the person I love, I just have a simple idea to surprise her. I can see happiness, is this also wrong? However, no matter how I ask, Buddha has been silent. It seems that I am really wrong. Is my idea too simple or the world too complicated? Some things, wrong, is a lifetime, irreversible! In fact, when chatting with a friend, I think what she said is right; I don’t know what you used to be like, maybe your deep understanding makes you become like this, but you have to remember that if a girl likes you, she won’t let you buy it for her. She doesn’t want anything. As long as you are around, you will be very happy and satisfied. However, I want to say: is it wrong that I just want to surprise a person who likes it, and that’s all? Maybe I really failed because I didn’t understand each other’s thoughts all the time. Maybe everything is wrong. I am a person who doesn’t know how to love! I think love is serious; It is to do everything to make the other party happy and fast! It turns out that I have always been wrong! Alas! Finally, I found that this idea is too simple! Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! 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. 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In back

Old in memory —- memory is a road without a way back. The sweating bull suddenly arrived at the end of the year, and suddenly looking back, I felt that the year passed quite fast. Today is a special day —- December 20, worth celebrating, because it is the 16th anniversary of Macao’s return. Of course, every day we live is worth celebrating, but I don’t realize the busy you. Think of those who fight against disease in hospital beds, those who are displaced for life, those pessimistic people, you will think that such a life is quite good, although it is just plain, after all, we are all ordinary people. If you live for a day, you are blessed and should cherish it. A few days ago, I thought a lot when I read Shi Tiesheng’s book “Broken pen in the gap of illness. People around him often disapprove of life and death. Maybe he thinks death is a very distant thing for himself. Is it really far away? Not necessarily. We cannot decide to give birth to a child. Similarly, we cannot control death, although today’s medical standards are changing with each passing day. At the end of the year and the beginning of the year, it is somewhat inappropriate to mention such a topic, hehe. All in all, living in the present and enjoying life is also a happy thing. Lifeissobeautiful. Hawking once said that no matter how bad life seems, there is always something you can do and succeed. Where there is life, there is hope. I remember when I was in junior high school, I took geography class and mentioned the return of Macao on December 20, 1999. At that time, I thought in class, God, it was so far away. Looking at today’s calendar, I couldn’t help sighing with emotion that time passed so fast that it was really a few decades. In my impression, there were his calligraphy works hanging in his father’s office: it was hard to get into the morning one day if the prime year did not come again; He was encouraged in time, and time did not treat others. At that time, I was too young to understand the true meaning that time did not treat others. Time is a one-way street. It’s gone. I can’t come back. One netizen said: It would be great if I could go back to ten years. I will definitely not live like this. Do what you want to do. Want to come too. To be honest, nostalgia is not because of how good it was at that time, but because I was young at that time. If you don’t care about your age, you will rush to death; If you come, you will never return. It is rare to lose. Life is alive, you come and go, nothing more than, some people do something, get or lose, that’s all. When you look down on it, everything is no longer so important. What makes people grow old in the world is half a chicken voice and half a horseshoe. When you are not young, memories may become frequent, which is probably the manifestation of aging. Things that are just about to mature and grow old, and no one can change. I think it is also lucky to get old in memory. But I know how many people’s lives are like a blank sheet of paper with nothing worth recalling. LV Kate of France once said: it is impossible to live twice, but many people are not good at spending even one time. May we all live a healthy and successful life and have good memories for tomorrow when we get old. 2015.12.20 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…