Late autumn

Late Autumn, a flash of rain sprinkles on the pavilion. The Sill chrysanthemum is sparse, the well Wu is messy, causing residual smoke. Sad, Wangjiang pass, flying clouds dim sunset. Song Yu felt sad at that time, facing the water and climbing the mountain. The pedestrians were sad and tired to listen to the long water flowing. The cicada is singing the fallen leaves, and the grass is declining, and the corresponding noise is loud. The lonely Pavilion has been living like a year, and the wind is gradually exposed, quietly to the end. The sky is clear, the river is clear and shallow, and the moon is bright. Thinking about it, the night is always against the scenery, and I can’t help thinking about the past. Unnamed and undeserved, the red building of Qimo is often postponed by age. The emperor had a good scenery, and when it was late in the year, he had a happy dinner at dusk. Besides, there are some crazy friends and strange couples, and when they meet, they are competing for wine. Do not have xun jing flies, former haunts dream, smoke shui cheng what limit? Read the fame, haggard and long stumble, follow the past, empty sad face. The arrow leaked and moved, feeling a little cold, sobbing gradually and making a few sounds of the corner. At the side of the idle window, stop the light to Dawn and hold the shadow without sleep. I read the words of Qi’s written by Liu Yong, such as slight rain, sparse chrysanthemum, zero Wu, residual smoke, feeling the rain of mood, sleepless night, sentimental morning, how sentimental and how many ileum, depicting the sadness and sorrow of traveling in late autumn, the desolate and desolate environment of the Inn Pavilion, the gloomy and cold atmosphere of the sleepless shadow, which dyed the old travel dream through the Sound of Arrows, light coldness and corners, the whole word is full of narration, with meticulous structure and smooth expression. With the help of scenery, the sadness of today’s dusk, the bitterness of the long night and the joy of the past evening banquet and the joy of the dynasty are reflected, highlight the sense of desolation of upheaval in the past and present. Today, I stroked the strings with sentimental fingers, and played the long melody towards the distant place where sunrise was about to spray, moistening the sentimental morning dew and supporting the solemnity of the years in the passing of time. The rainy morning in late autumn permeated my eyes. The morning breeze flickered the smiling flowers of the branches in the flower season and fell the empty sigh. The rain is as light as a smoke dream, as heavy as colored glaze, and the heavy thoughts are still indulged in a moment. The floating morning fog condenses into a gesture, picking up the flying maple leaves, as if touching a kind of telling of life, there is a kind of quietly drifting melody scattered. With the memory full of years of wishes, let the vines climb to the pavilion of the Moon Palace, sleeping in the sky, I am willing to sleep in the hazy flower path which turns into the sky. I am willing to lie drunk and turn into the desolate grass, and appreciate the rich lingering in autumn. I am willing to let life walk into the mysterious depth of the spiritual mansion and taste the floating joy, feeling the multiple emotions in the autumn makes people have a kind of heart of being old, aspiring, martyrs in their twilight years and full of ambition. Late Autumn, drizzle, a kind of exquisite, a kind of sadness, the first rain gurgling dancing rich love pain, fragrance, fragrance out of the charm of autumn, rain light, kiss the soft soil bit by bit, if the soft fingers stroked the earth gently, telling the tender love words. The light rain gently washed the dust which was so worried about everything. The coolness of autumn morning swept across my cheeks, which made me feel the chilly chill and the wet and fresh fog, let me enjoy the scenery in the rain along the friendly and soft path, the passing vehicles, the noisy and low noise, which continuously spread to my eardrum. I looked at the soft blue sky from a distance, and the sky was filled with thoughtful worries. Pools of water along the road, pieces of residual leaves falling into the autumn wind, seemed lonely and helpless in the bleak autumn wind, sometimes flying and spinning, sometimes I ran all the way. Autumn Rain is the masterpiece of the perfect creator of nature. It is colorful, just like a cloud in the sky in the morning, drifting and wandering around, telling me the helplessness of drifters in a posture, gently speak out your loneliness. The clouds slowly drifted away, divided into pieces of scales, and became symphonic poems of multi-dimensional space-time, drifting and flowing in the air flow. The scattered clouds looked at each other in a distance, missing each other and admiring each other. All things in the nature exist in a way of their own choice, dressing up colorful scenery with their own Ordinary. No matter whether you practice meditation or enlightenment, everything in the world is so orderly. No matter the blooming flowers of spring or the flourishing leaves of summer, they are enjoying their own pleasure respectively. Some people are still struggling, some are still decadent, but nature gives us the beauty of free enjoyment, you can imagine, With the breeze sailing to the other side of your desired ideal, to find the source of happiness in your consciousness, you may experience thousands of times of cloudy and sunny, or you may encounter countless times of wind, thunder, rain and snow. In the network of time and space, I was still safe. At that time, there was an unspeakable sense of seclusion far away from the world. My mind was calm and had a perfect balance. Every throb would have deep nostalgia, sending feelings to everything is still hidden in the heart, and the heart is still shining with colorful brilliance. I look at the nature and scenery devoutly and feel the pleasure of life. Even if I stare at a leaf on the branch in my spare time, it will make my heart feel peaceful. The green of leaves changes quietly in the season, gradually turning from flourishing to blending into the soil, waiting for the next rebirth. Even the leaves are like this, life also has the reincarnation of life and death. Open the roof of the soul, listen to the smell of clouds and rain, and see the calm stream flowing under the moon. No matter in the indulged dusk or the sober dawn, I want to open my heart to sing to the world, let my heart walk with the rhythm of time, and open my eyes to see the tragic comedy of my life. Today is the love song of youth, the Ming Dynasty is the mellow wine of thinking, there are happy laughter, there are also melancholy crying, time is wandering in my own shadow, the soil is burning uneasy atrium. If you smile at life, life will nod to you. If you sigh at life, life will give you depression. As long as you still exist, you must be calm. Take off the painful coat, leave a happy heart and hold up the sunshade of spirit. Life is not more important than appearance. I blend the tranquil emotion into the cadence of poetry and prose. I pour my wish of this life into my pen, let the seeds germinate and sprout, and let the branches and leaves grow on the branches, swing the swing of thought out of the cuff of consciousness, place the unreasonable emotion in the post station of life, forget the memories of the past, and keep the shadow that never separates, put yourself into the soil in front of you to filter and moisten, make your mood cool, wrap your faith around hope, give life a little music, and wish life add a lot of beauty, let life continue happily 2015-9-28 praise (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…

Don’t want

In the evening, I went to the bookstore for another round. The book about goals was always on the second floor. A few years ago, I spent the most time there. I can’t remember how long I didn’t stay there, maybe I was busy, or maybe it was casual. Maybe it is true that I have lost my goal of life, maybe I have become more realistic, at least I don’t think about the distant. The day before yesterday, the fellow villager came to Fuzhou. He told his father at home that he must let his son come to learn from me. I didn’t refuse. In fact, I also had no chance to refuse. Although I really don’t want to, at least I haven’t done a lot of things. But villagers still came to Fuzhou. He brought his child to me at the back. Fortunately, his child was not as bad as I imagined. What is his child doing now? Is direct sales. We won’t talk about it for short. It’s hazy and beautiful. He always told his family that he must drive a BMW home within three years. But his family didn’t believe him all the time. In fact, not only did he, but all the people he knew didn’t believe him. Fellow villagers brought him here to have dinner together. To tell you the truth, you can see that you are living a bad life. However, I am still full of spirit and can speak well. But it can be seen that he is really having a bad life, and he can see everything he wears. Seeing him like that, in fact, I was also touched, but I really had no choice but to go home by myself. Because you have to pick stones to build the foundation at home. If we don’t do it now, we will be busy with farming, or it often rains, and we will go to work again. Although I also traveled outside, in fact, I prefer his father’s lifestyle. Do things well every day. If you don’t want any long-term or big investment, you should solve the problem of food and clothing first, and then think about the gradual development. Last year I in another dormitory 2 a girl, also with him to do the same thing. But to be honest, maybe it doesn’t fit my personality. It is also because they are young, and sometimes I will talk about him. Why? Because they would rather spend 2 hours dressing up every day, but they made the whole dormitory a mess. Very dirty, very dirty. At the beginning, I was thinking about how to do big things if I didn’t even clean up my living place. On the Internet, strangers often ask, teacher, what are the good projects? It’s OK to earn millions every year. I said no directly. Why? Because in fact, from the very beginning, I thought that business really depended on accumulating step by step. Even if a good project is done carefully and done, that project is a good project. Instead of thinking about the good project before you have done it. Because there are no good projects or bad projects in the world. In any industry and any project, some people make money and some lose money. Earning millions every year starts with earning 1 yuan every day. Only after accumulation can you earn millions of dollars annually. But I admire those people who keep moving forward wholeheartedly. Even if he knows nothing. I am also willing to teach. I always believe that as long as we do it, there will be good results. Not today, it must be tomorrow. Even if he only knows how to send messages, even if he only graduated from primary school. There were too many primary school graduates in the group, and they didn’t know some words, but they all did very well. They did very well before they met me. Many of them are bosses who have their own businesses. But when they learn, they really start from 0. Many words and sentences can’t even be understood. You can only ask, or Baidu. But these people do the best. Someone in the group once stayed in Baidu for 7 years. He didn’t graduate from primary school, and he used to be the training director of Baidu East China. He also came to study, but he really put himself to the lowest level, which has always been the teacher’s name. He learning after, direct summarized several out, then please 2 PCS employees, always hair. Their already word bidding point under is 18 block, but with 2 a young girl, 20 days, put his word do Baidu front went. After going up, he took orders in the group and took SEO orders. It was not for other reasons, but only for maximum resource sharing. One year later, he continued to receive SEO orders, and the information was still sent all the time. The information was still recorded in the notebook. But his company has from years to 30 million at present years 50 million, his car replaced A6L. Many orders are sent by him. At least on Baidu, he ranks the top. I ‘ve been thinking about it all the time. In fact, big things start from small things. How many things we young people look down upon and how many big bosses insist on it, not because they don’t understand, but because we don’t understand. At least when you encounter many big problems, especially in business, many people consult him directly. There is a person in the group. His signature is that doing a good job in making a living is a career. This sentence is actually what I said, but every time I chat with him, looking at the signature, my heart will still move a little. It is not that he has never changed this sentence, but that he is really a person who does one thing well. I was in a bad mood after she left. I wrote a letter to Ali celebrities. I talked about my ideals and they replied to me. I kept it in my mind all the time, and later I told this sentence to the group of people, and wrote it down later. When I haven’t lost my love, especially at work, I am actually a complacent person. But we are also timid and dare not show up. One of our colleagues has been said by everyone. What do you say? Ideal. He is the machine director of our workshop, managing 6 machines in a workshop. Once we had dinner together, the boss said that at his age, he was making steamed buns in the university canteen. He said that when he reached the age of the boss, he must be more successful than the boss. I remember the last sentence most clearly. He said, “Boss, you have to cheer up. Maybe one day I will catch up with you. We won’t talk about the following things. He is still working in the boss’s company. I used to manage 6 machines, but now I only care about one machine. Why? Because of the elimination of small machines, now a new machine can reach the original 20 machines. As for the future, no one knows. But his words were always remembered in everyone’s mind. I keep thinking about, in fact, who are ordinary, everyone do things really are 1.1 point you to do it. Others have accumulated for 20 years, maybe we haven’t accumulated for 2 years, maybe we can’t catch up with others for 40 years, and we really can’t talk about things earlier. For example, the son of a fellow villager said that he would drive a BMW home. There was a chance, but there was little chance, but there was always a chance. It’s really not that we laugh at others’ dreams, but that big goals are really made up of small goals. Small goals need our daily efforts, right choices, and resisting many accidents, day by day, month by month, it can only be accumulated year by year. We can’t grasp tomorrow. We can only live today well. We don’t know how big our career can be. We can only work hard every hour. Now is not good, the future may be good, but now is good, maybe accumulation is more. Now seldom go to touch target this 2-word, I feel like they’re really too far away, there is really no too relationship. Now, even if you want to do the most and do what you want to accomplish, there are only a few strokes in your notebook. Because now I really seldom read the Target Book, maybe I am too lazy. I always feel that those big shots are too far away from me, and I don’t have their height and resources either. I didn’t use their thoughts either. I had no place to find someone to solve problems when using them. I just want to live my life in my own small world. I don’t know what will happen tomorrow, but we must work hard to do today. I don’t know how far we can go, but when we set off, we kept going. We can do every little thing well and believe that we can also achieve great things, because we are doing and accumulating every day. My QQ:838504315, welcome to add. Likes (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. 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Eighteen

You only know my name, but you don’t know my story or the scenery I have traveled all the way. Inscription I like listening to songs, but seldom sing. I like ink painting, but seldom paint. I like writing, but seldom write. I once thought that in my busy life, I should write something to commemorate my past 18 years and look forward to the coming next year. I once heard a sharp turn of brain Sutra, saying what would happen if Confucius appeared thousands of years ago. Will it cause a stir in the field of philosophy? Or is there a ripple in politics? None of them, but there will be one more person in this world, just like I was more than 18 years ago. It is said that 18 years old is the best time of a woman’s life, so most girls celebrate their 18th birthday, and then their birthday is 18 years old. Even though it seems absurd, everyone is happy about it. Of course, I am not listed, and I also have an idea, but the difference is that I don’t agree that the most beautiful time for a woman is 18 years old. No matter how old you are, your most beautiful years will be in the coming next year. Because you don’t know what will happen next year and what will you look like, you will imagine what the next year will look like at this time, but the most beautiful thing is not imagination. What did I look like in the past 18 years? What is the coming next year? A face which was round than watermelon was wrapped by a head of charcoal black hair. Only in this way could it appear not so fat. Maybe you will wonder what the charcoal black hair looks like? Carbon black is not like ink painting. My hair belongs to the kind of unburnt carbon. Although the whole is black, it is slightly yellow. The shallow eyebrows under the smooth forehead are arranged orderly like arch bridges. With a pair of dragon and phoenix eyes, it is a big one and a small one. My nose bridge is negligible on my face, and my nose is protruding. My flat nose bridge and protruding nose are perfectly combined, and it looks like a valley. The most normal place is probably the lips, and the most useful place is probably it, which can be used to eat spicy strips and sigh. In my opinion, people who saw me for the first time might recall that this girl was probably tricked by God. In fact, I still have something desirable. For example, I have a beauty mole, although it is crooked, ah, I have been sad about it for a long time. But in the coming year, I think I am can look good. A melon face, a flowing hair, small lips ,,, you may wonder what makes me so blind and confident, what I want to tell you is, after all, the pgraph technology will be better in the future. What is my experience in the past 18 years? What will be the next year? Although it is not as beautiful as a goddess, it has a quiet temperament like a lady, of course it was three years ago. There will be some people in everyone’s life who teach you something and even change you. And they will stay with you or stay with you forever. Her name in my life is Gao ganpeng. The name of a man also has the character of a man. I used to have envious and elegant long hair, but later I cut it into a doll’s head. She had a sunflower-like face, covering all her rays of light. She was often annoyed by the acne on her face. Actually, it was unnecessary. The temperament she exudes had surpassed others’ attention to her face. I always thought that I am moderate person, but her appearance changed me and lured out the active wave factor that had been sleeping on me for a long time. We were cut class together and scolded together. If you are late together, you will be punished. Eat and sleep together. Apart from the past, the affection left in my heart is generated after being moved. She is not willing to let me be wronged. When I was in senior high school, I didn’t agree with a girl in my class, although I didn’t like that girl who had a bad temper at that time and quarreled with that girl, which made her trapped in the middle of a bad life. I asked another friend to tell her not to come to me. When I said this, I didn’t know she was standing behind me now. When I turned around, I saw her figure and tears less than 20cm around me. But then when I sat alone in the classroom and finally cried, she still held me tightly. I cried for a whole lesson in her arms. Later, I didn’t dare to tell her to leave me any more, because I was reluctant to give up that hug that day. I don’t know what mode she and I developed in. It’s not complicated, simple, and beautiful. She had a high IQ, but she didn’t even know scallions. I pointed at garlic and said, “See, this is Scallions. The uncle who bought vegetables was speechless with me. I like to sleep with her when I sleep, because otherwise she will put her feet into my mouth after falling asleep. She always had a way to overturn my skew theory, and I was always helpless. The only thing I can subdue her is one sentence. I am not good at recording people who have left and my stories. I think I will be the same in the next year. What has I am been like in the past 18 years? What will be the next year? I was always afraid of the arrival of 18 years old, but still came; I was afraid of growing up, but still grew up; I was afraid of the future, but the next second still came; I was afraid of trying, but I also tried to do a lot. Gao Ben (nickname of Gao ganpeng) told me that one’s life is so long that it is too late to do something. She said that she might meet love around the corner, or you might die. But after the corner, I neither met my love nor died. Life is like this. You never know whether the next second is happiness or accident. I always feel that I have been living for the past 18 I am. I don’t know what I will live like in the next year, but maybe I will start to struggle and fight against fate. I AM welcomed the coming next year with 18 years’ unwillingness. You know my name and my story, but the person who appreciates the scenery with me is not you. 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…

Tip

Retired, very disappointed. It has been 30 years since I entered the township government at the age of 20 and retired at the age of 50. Thirty years, 10,905 ten days, very long. Thirty years, it’s very short. Thirty years of past, thirty years of bitter, sour and sweet, and many stories of thirty years have emerged before our eyes, lingering. I never thought that I was old, and I stepped back. I suddenly felt that I was old. I was really old. If I wasn’t old, I wouldn’t have reached this step. I chose cross stitch in boredom and art on the tip of the needle. With the foundation of learning needlework with my mother since I was a child, I began to embroider a large cross stitch of “The six feet Peony with flowers blooming and wealth. Others say that why do you embroider a large size as soon as you start to work? What if you can’t embroider it? Why don’t you buy a small one to practice your hands first. It was very slow to embroider at the beginning, and my hands were not sure that they could not get into the ready-made pinhole prescribed by others, and there were always reverse needles. Cross stitch is an artistic activity, which has a lot of attention. Embroidery cross stitch should be calm and concentrated, and the embroidery will be flat, even and beautiful. You can’t be angry, and you can’t be happy with your heart. If you get angry, you will force your hands. Once you force the thread, you will tie the knot and fasten the button. If the knot is easy to do, if it is hard to tie, it will be troublesome, the given line has a length. Often such a place is such a long line. You must choose a good route, where to start, where to come back, and choose the best route. If you don’t choose a good one, if you take a detour, the thread will not be enough. If the thread is tied with a dead knot, it will not be enough if it is cut off, and the difference is one and a half needles, It’s very bad to have another needle. If you are interested in a horse, you will reverse the needle. There is a saying about the starting and closing of Cross Stitch. If you start the needle from the southeast and northwest directions, and close the needle from the northeast and southwest directions, it is better to embroider the whole article in this way, beautiful, neatly. It was embroidered with reverse needles, just like a big stone in the cropland with horizontal ridges and vertical rows, which blocked the neat queue and made people look displeasing. When embroidering, if there are few embroidery needles first, then more embroidery will start from the middle of the embroidery cloth to the four sides, so that the embroidery cloth will not go out of shape. Although the embroidery is fast, it always feels uneven. It is better to hand the stitch up and down, and the art can’t take a shortcut. No matter how complex the pattern is, how dazzling it is, as long as you focus on the same embroidery of the corresponding thread numbers, embroider the same thread, and make it clear, all the thread numbers are finished, this piece of picture came out, and then another piece was embroidered. Cross stitch is fascinating. After embroidering this leaf, I still want to embroider that flower. I always want to embroider a few needles and threads when I am free, it took five months to embroider a peony picture like this, and it was really a sense of achievement to see the embroidery I embroidered by myself. Feeling the soul of art becomes peaceful and calm, Enrich. Touch the fingers of art to become delicate, soft and dexterous. Another biggest achievement is to find that there are many similarities between Cross Stitch and prose. It turns out that art is interlinked. Every cross stitch is a prose, but cross stitch is the art on the tip of the needle, while prose is the art on the tip of the pen. Every grid on cross stitch is like every word in prose. The material of cross stitch is embroidery thread. The more kinds of embroidery thread, the better the embroidery is, the more vivid it is. There are 58 kinds of embroidery threads in the Peony Picture, and 58 kinds of colors are embroidered into a painting, which is so colorful. The embroidery threads of cross stitch are all ready-made materials given by others. As long as the thread number is fixed, the same embroidery can be done. However, nobody gave the materials of proses, which depended on their accumulation at ordinary times. There were two ways of accumulation, that is, going into the study and going out of the house, which was the ancient saying that reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles. The material of prose is to look for from books in life, and then to exist on the thread board of mind as orderly as the thread board of Cross Stitch. When what kind of thread is needed, take it on the thread storage board, and the prose written in this way is not like cross stitch. It is necessary to straighten out the lines on the mental thread board frequently to see what kind of cross stitch these lines can embroider, whether it is a peony picture, a eight-picture, or a riverside picture on Qingming Festival. The memory board of the soul is like a miscellaneous inventory. The more embroidery threads, the better. No matter black, white, red or yellow, they are all stored, maybe it will be used someday. There are many kinds of cross stitch threads the embroideries are rich and colorful, but the embroideries are also beautiful with few kinds of threads. The five blessings come to the door with only the same thread, the yellow thread with red background, the fu character embroidered is so striking and beautiful. People often say who is blessed. After embroidering the word “blessing”, I read the word “blessing” carefully. It turns out that there are clothes to wear, fields to plant, and one bite to eat. The so-called “blessing” means having clothes to wear, if you have farmland and food, you have to work if you want to be blessed. The cross-stitch I am embroidering now is a large scale eight-picture with red plum and green bamboo. It takes more than two years for me to embroider anything and devote myself to art. I don’t know where I am or where I am, who still has time to sigh that he is old, from now on, he is not lost, and very fulfilling. Address: xiaoyiluo village, dazigou township, Kuancheng Manchu autonomous county, Hebei province 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…