Life

At the end of April, start a short trip, simple luggage and simple self, simply wave goodbye. The mood of not wandering also becomes relaxed and casual. The scenery outside the window becomes different, green and warm. The city is still noisy and prosperous. The boundless grassland is boundless, sending out merciful light under the setting sun; It is the eternal dream of the corridor Bridge and the platform deep in the dark. The train moves forward, and the whole world falls asleep, I heard the music from the rail with two ears. I hope the sun is slightly warm and flowers are blooming during this trip, but the weather is always confused. Person’s life, should like a cup of tea, 1.1 points to soak, slowly taste, carefully aftertaste, in the dense tea in slowly realize fragrance of distant taste. I think traveling should also be in such a mood. On a journey, I still remember nothing more than the scenery along the way, a city. On that day, the editor teacher asked me with words; Everyone said words were like people, but you were different from words, you have said so much in words, but you don’t speak much? It was mostly a slight smile, and I answered with a smile; If my words were hanging in the river, the teacher laughed loudly; Well, yes, the girl answered very well. Maybe I am at leisure, without the urgency of time and the things I have to do, so I can speak few words in my life, be unique, and be unrestrained and boundless in my words. But I know that time cannot last yesterday, and some fate cannot stop at first sight. When some past events and names are just traces, I have no regrets. When some feelings are just past, I will not regret, because I have treated every past attentively. Time is like a bicycle walking far away, and the reflection of time is quietly missing. In the Cup and Cup of season, I lean on the wind and look close to my eyes, count the joys and sorrows of the fleeting years, the human feelings are warm and the world is changeable. The plain clothes are light-looking, walking in the text, keeping the heart warm with the most plain fireworks. At dusk, sitting leisurely in the coffee shop, looking at the window, there were mostly students coming and going. In the history book of coffee cake, the breeze curtain ended. I asked how many chances to win, but it was only a pleasure, but not a word. I think of my distant school days. Every time I take a bus, I would like to sit in the last row near the window. In this way, we can have a panoramic view of the crowd and the scenery outside the window without being noticed and disturbed. This feeling is beautiful and private. I sat there quietly, thinking wildly; I laughed when I passed away. I had experienced the vicissitudes of the sea, the warmth and warmth of human feelings. I had endured it. I had a deep and shallow fate, and I had a pain. The journey of life is just a rush. The ditch along the road keeps crossing, the sadness along the road and the constant transcendence. Enjoy a spring flower, watch a season of falling red, treasure a piece of understanding, journey, is also a passing through compatible with gains and losses. Passing through cities one after another, walking through streets one after another, looking up at the sky one after another and witnessing parting one after another. Finally, I can say frankly that I am no longer so persistent. Life is a thick book. People, to live, is to write their own stories with their lives. The Book of Life is either thick or light, deep or shallow, footprints are pens, and years are paper. The combination of character and encounter, the choice and the weather are intertwined, and finally it will be fixed into an ending that cannot be rewritten in one’s life. No matter it was painstaking efforts or understatement, the first thing that moved me was myself. White Paper and black words, writing down and taking root, no matter sad or happy, ending, is perfect. Time is the attachment walking in words. 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…

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Most of the time, people are recipients because of the environment. Whether you are willing to accept or not, whether you are willing to listen, see or taste, you have no choice. For example, I have listened to music passively since I was a child. Although I didn’t know the names of those musical compositions at that time, I didn’t feel the beauty and touching of those musical compositions. But it was not accepted by oneself. When I grew up, I gradually learned to accept some music selectively, and gradually felt that those music that had been accepted was undoubtedly a kind of wealth to my life. When I was a child, because of the death of one of the elder relatives, I went to see my mother off for the deceased relatives. At that time, the music I heard was some flute solos played in the big trumpet, such as “lifting the whip to urge the horse to send food” I just didn’t know the name of this flute at that time. I don’t think the song is beautiful either. And I don’t want to hear this song for a long time in the future, just like I don’t want to hear that Suo song again, such as “hundreds of birds to the Phoenix”, because when I hear these songs, I knew another person was gone. Therefore, no matter how good these music is, I am not willing to listen to it. I only hope that my relatives or friends and everyone will live a long and healthy life! Peace and happiness! At that time, I also often listened to Ma Yutao’s “everyone watered the flowers of happiness” and “horse, you walk slowly”; Li Shuangjiang’s “I love Wuzhi Mountain, I love Wanquan River” and “Red Stars take me to fight”, and the episode of the movie “visitors on the iceberg”, “Why the flowers are so red”, “Shangganling” Interlude “My Motherland”, “people say good scenery in Shanxi”, “the spring in the border is clear and pure” and so on. After having a radio at home, I couldn’t help listening to some songs. Although I didn’t know much, these songs were deeply printed in my mind. For example, the famous erhu song reflecting the moon by Liu Tianhua. There are also Violin Concerto “Butterfly Lovers” created by Chen Gang and He Zhanhao, directed by Li Delun and played by Yu Liina, and those foreign songs “habanera dance” clarinet solo “youth Polka”, and the suite of the world famous song Swan Lake named “Silent Mountain Forest” which was known later, and the world famous songs “skating dance”, “Blue Danube River”, “Voice of Spring” and so on, although I didn’t know what waltz was at that time, the familiar melody had already been printed in my mind. I also remember the Guangdong music “BBK” and “Joy” played in the sports games, and when the five-star red flag rose at the award ceremony, thirty years ago, the national anthem of the People’s Republic of China, which reminds every Chinese of, kept listening to Calan. Carpenter’s “Come again yesterday” and American singer John. Danver’s country music, at that time, black American singer Michael Jackson’s songs “JUSTBEATIT”, “YOUARENOTALONE” and other songs were often heard on the radio. There are also Italian Napoli songs “My Sun”, “Return to sullotto”, “Spanish girl” that can’t understand the lyrics, Western operas “The Aria of Figaro”, “for art for Love”, “Drinking Song”, “Nutcracker” and so on. From this, we also know the names of some famous singers, such as the world’s three leading singers, such as Zhang, dominguo and calares, as well as the famous tenor singers in our country, Shi Honge, Wu Yanze, Li Shuangjiang, Li Guangxi, Hu, LV Wenke, Zhang Zhenfu, Jiang Dawei, Guan Guimin and so on, as well as coloratura soprano singer Susana, Di libel and so on. In 1984, the enduring music of the land of China was the theme song of the TV series “Huo Yuanjia”, “the Great Wall can’t be used”, but it seemed that it didn’t know what Cantonese was. And the following theme song “Thank you” of the Japanese TV series “Blood Doubts”. Although I could not speak Japanese, that song would sing a few words of that song in Japanese because I listened too much. Later, I often heard Richard on campus. The piano music “whispers in autumn” played by Clayderman, “adiina by the water”, Beethoven’s “to Alice”, “Symphony of destiny”, “Symphony of Heroes”; Chopin’s “Sonata F in G major”, there are also violinist Song of The Wanderer and Carmen theme fantasy played by the famous French violinist Sarah Saati, and Italian violinist composer Paganini’s sonatas and Venice Carnival, etc. After graduating from college, I was in a lonely and melancholy youth period for a long time because of my poor work. I often recall the music that was once accepted in my mind. I often ride a bicycle and hum these music on the way to relax. At that time, I felt that the music that had been accepted helped my heart a lot. I couldn’t help listening to it. Later, I bought a radio and often let myself take the initiative to accept some music. At that time, he also accepted some songs of the former Soviet Union accompanied by accordion, such as “three sets of cars”, “night in the suburb of Moscow”, “Red Berry flowers bloom”, “path”, “Ke Qiu Sha”, etc, and those music played with Mandala bells, as well as the Italian Napoli songs “My Sun”, “Return to suranto”, and “The Last Rose of Summer” and “riding the Wings of Song” were also intoxicated in some songs of Teresa Teng. At the same time, they also learned more about famous foreign musicians and their songs: mozart’s “small step”, Schubert and couro’s “Serenade” Mendelssohn’s “Violin Concerto in E minor”, Dvorak’s “New World Symphony”, geshivin’s “Blue Rhapsody”, and Haydn, bach and Debussy’s works often listen to the ancient Kite Music “running water” and “Yangguan three folds” played by teacher Guan Pinghu and the harmonica music played by teacher Cheng Mingde on the radio, I often listen to the symphony played by Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra and directed by famous Austrian conductor Karajan. Music directed by famous conductors in our country such as Li Delun, Bian zuishan and Japanese famous conductor Masayuki Ozawa. I was also addicted to the romantic song of guitar Paganini, the memory of Alhambra Palace written by tarega and the market of scabro. How many lonely nights, holding the radio, listening to classic popular songs, how many dusk, holding the harmonica, walking into the woods alone, blowing those songs by the quiet River. I was also intoxicated by the famous saxophone songs, such as “go home”, “Green Sleeve”, “dove”, “Friendship Lasts Forever” and some other songs that don’t know the name of the songs. I was once addicted to American country music, and also sat in front of the computer all day long, listening to the spring of Tianshan played by Yuan Sha, a Guzheng performer. Music is like a spring, washing my heart and comforting my lonely heart. Thank you for so many unforgettable music in my life, which made me forget the troubles in life, smoothed the sadness in my heart, shocked my heart, and made me obsessed and fascinated by it. 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…