Moonlight

The North Wind and Blizzard performed the dance music together finally came to an end, and the world welcomed the first sunny night sky after snow. Originally, the gray clouds piled up in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the stars shot a little cold light from the distant sky. The crescent moon hung in the space at some time. As the night became thicker, her light folding gradually showed. I strolled on the white wilderness. The pale moonlight and the thick snow covering the Earth merged together, forming a realm of unity of heaven and earth. At this moment, the mind is elegant, as if you are in the legendary Yaolin Fairyland, as if you are real, as if you are virtual, as if you are real. The whole body and mind rise with the pale moonlight, falling down in the Yao Chi. I was flattered, as if I was the darling of fate, and I would accept the hospitality of the Heavenly Breeze and the Queen Mother. The Moonlight flowed on the snow surface like running water, as if touching the girl’s white skin gently with hands. The whole world was filled with a soft atmosphere. I don’t know whether the moonlight shines on the snow, or whether the snow refracts the moonlight. The whole space is full of white light folding, like fog or not, like dream or not. At this time, I have already been in this beautiful scenery, only a little light came out from the window of the farmhouse covered by snow, which made me feel that I was in the world. The cold moonlight and the cold snow didn’t make me turn back. It was like a poem and a dream, which made me reluctant to leave. I still walked to the depths of the snow with brisk steps. All of a sudden, a burst of cold came towards me. A snowflake with light wind streaked across my face instantly, like a beautiful girl kissing my face, surprised and happy, gently stroking the autumn face with her hands, there was a trace of blush, and the cold passing through was a light residual temperature. I wanted to jump into the snow and wash this autumn face through the wind and rain with white snowflakes. When looking at this piece of beauty, my desire stopped suddenly, and I didn’t want to destroy this piece of beauty and innocence for my momentary evil thoughts any more. Gradually the lights around were all out, looking around the white world, I wanted to become a sculpture, standing in the night, integrating myself into this dreamlike world. On December 16, 2010, Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow vanished 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…

College entrance examination

I have known since I was young that my birth was not noble. Going to school is my only way out. Most people in the village are illiterate. In their eyes, there are only two universities, one is Tsinghua University and the other is Peking University. But maybe everyone has a flashy dream in his heart. He always hopes that one day happiness will fall from the sky, so he doesn’t realize the importance of fighting. I was originally an ordinary person, without outstanding appearance, impressive achievements, and without the domineering of uneducated scumbags. In this way, I spent my ordinary life in primary school and junior high school. I know that when a person does something with full hope, the result is unsatisfactory. It seems to be tearing, my heart is very painful. It looks like a balloon running away, but someone raves it. But we are still struggling, hoping to get the glimmer of dawn. Even if they are disillusioned again and again, they will not give up. This is high school students. In the exam when I entered the third year of high school, I only got 488 points. After the paper was handed out, I cried in the math teacher’s office. That math. I got 88 points in the exam, and the teacher said that even if I didn’t study for a year and did it with my eyes closed, I couldn’t only get these points. That blow once made me like a walking corpse. I know that I put too much pressure on myself, but the result will be counterproductive. I really want someone to affirm me. I posted that result on the desk so that I could see it all the time. No matter whether the exam is good or bad, I must face it squarely. No matter how painful it is, I must move forward with a smile. I also want not to suppress myself like this. In this way, let me indulge once before the college entrance examination, and let me be a happy self from the bottom of my heart. I don’t want to recall that the high school life in the future is just a painful struggle. But in the end, in front of the college entrance examination, I still gave in. In the three years of senior high school, we must bear everything that we can bear and cannot bear in order to see the light after the college entrance examination. We are all trying so hard and struggling painfully to become ourselves in the college entrance examination. If we dare not succeed or not, struggle is always right. At least we will not regret the three years of high school we have experienced! 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…

Time

Lonely tan ying day long, wu zhuan xing yi a few degrees autumn. Where are the disciples in the Pavilion today? The Yangtze River flows outside the barrier. Streamer is easy to throw people, red cherry, green plantain. Where have 2015, our time and our youth gone? There is no trace of time, my thoughts fly, the season goes back and forth, the swallow goes back and forth. However, the 2015 that is about to pass away will never come back after leaving. The fallen leaves in front of the door, the rain outside the window, and the sound of wading through the water are falling at a certain moment, following the 2015 long time, silently and quietly disappearing in the long river of time, forget in the memory of the mind. Perhaps, life has already been destined to return from the moment of birth, just like this slowly gurgling stream, no matter where it flows, it is just passing by, it is just once. Then, similarly, the 2015 which was about to pass away, she was just passing by the corridor of time, and also just a passer of time and space. She won’t comfort and comfort you. How is your life this year?, how much did you earn this year? In the same way, you will slip through your fingertips ruthlessly, disappear in time and space, and stay in memory. Perhaps, time flows too fast and time goes too fast, and it is not time to say thank you and treasure to those people who have surged in their lives, in this way or that quiet gradually scattered in their bustling crowd. Although I can still miss after leaving, I can still be friends after breaking up. But when I look back, do I realize that if I leave a place, the scenery will no longer belong to you; If I miss someone, this person will have nothing to do with you from now on. It turns out that I don’t know how many happy faces have passed away with the reincarnation of streamer casually, and how many former friends and colleagues have become passers-by of each other in this wandering Time and again, become strangers who are familiar with each other. So, what about us in 2015? Whether she could have a dream for a long time or not. When the dream was gone and people went far away, she realized that 2015 she was so hurried and so hurried. The blue silk locked the Cloud temples, and the thin pen strapped Zhu Yan. The beauty of the ages, the Lotus Li setting off the sun, is finally just the beauty of the old, and the Green Mountains are far away. Then, who is ruthlessly dismissing the fleeting time? At the ferry of the world of mortals, how many people overlook and overlook through the veil of time. In the overlooking room, is there any reluctance, hesitation and ignorance? The waves that have gone do not return, and will not come again when they have gone. Life is too short, how many young flowers can be infinitely extravagant? How much time can be wasted arbitrarily? The past is too salty, and the future is too far. I have a headache after thinking too much, and I have figured it out. Just as it was not the road at that time to walk on the road that had been passed, and the scenery that had been seen was not the scenery at that time. Those who have passed by will never come back. Flowers bloom one season, past one. Unconsciously, it has come to October of 2015. Although I stopped in October of 2015, my heart has already involuntarily taken stock of some years and memories that 2015 have gone through, A little sighing with emotion. The days are just like the dew perched on the lotus leaves, falling silently and quietly. Then, will those sorrows and sorrows of the past fade away gently with the waves under the washing of the flowing years, leaving a lasting joy and smile in the deep memory. Then, we might as well ask ourselves quietly at this moment, 2015, are you doing well? Although there were several encounters, several departures, strangers, familiar strangers, familiar strangers, although they could not surprise the world of mortals and disturb the next life, they also dreamed once and got drunk once. Maybe I always like freedom like wind and exile like water. I had no intention to stop in other places, but I still held up my withered luggage without hesitation, hurriedly shuttling back and forth in the strange and crowded crowd. Tossing, turning, turning, forgetting and unreservedly fading the dreams that they once thought great and persistent. Time flies slowly, time goes quietly. We, who travel through this journey of life, more or less always forget some people and some things. Maybe we are always looking for the position that only belongs to our own hearts. Maybe, where the memory stops, the location is there. We moved forward silently and stopped for a while. As we walked on the road of the world of mortals, did we leave a little touch, missed a few of last night’s charming stars and wasted a few moments of time, how many bright years have been wasted? Perhaps, it was just such a casual question that you realized that time had already carved you into the appearance she once hated most, counting the fleeting years, the old days, the stories on the way to pursue dreams, whether those monologues at the bright moon in the middle of the night will meet their hometowns on the road of the world of mortals and find comfort in the dead of night. Just like this time, whether the people and things that can’t be left will be forever branded in the palm print of memory, disappear in the sky of seasons, and no trace can be touched or seen. Maybe life is like this, meeting each other in the same time, and missing you and me in different time and space. Then, in the time passing by in a hurry, how many bustling dream pursuers were carrying their own bags, looking for their own life path and their own positions. How many back figures, how many memories, in countless days, muddled sailing forward, forward sailing. Then how many passers-by of time and space are hesitating and wandering in front of the fork of time. Have you ever known that no matter how long you wander and how long you hesitate, she will wait for no one in time and space, and she will not wait for you. She would not wait for you for the 2015 which also gradually disappeared. She would not come back even if she passed away. Thanks for the peach blossom, when it opens again; Swallows go, when it comes again. However, our time, our time and our 2015 will never come back. Flowers are better than a hundred days, and people have nothing to do. If there is no sunshine, you should learn to enjoy the coolness of wind and rain; If there is no fragrance of flowers, you should learn to feel the fragrance of soil. No one can spare time, then have you ever spare time? Cats like eating fish, but cats can’t swim; Fish like eating earthworms, but fish can’t go ashore. God has given us many temptations, but we are not allowed to get them easily. Lv Kun, the thinker of Ming Dynasty, once said that poverty was not enough to be ashamed, but to be ashamed of poverty without ambition. After knowing the quality, after knowing the quality, then knowing the sincerity, after knowing the city, then the heart is right, then the body is cultivated, after the body is repaired, the family is unified, after the family is unified, the country is governed, and then the country is peaceful. However, life is always like dandelion, which seems to be free but can’t help it. Then you might as well calm down your heart and watch the past of the world of mortals. Because only calm heart can hear the voice of all things, and clear heart can see the essence of all things. Then, where are our time and nianhua? Where are our 2015? Looking at the people coming and going around, they came and went in a hurry. Although the street is still that street, the road is still this road, but the people on the street always change batch after batch. From strangeness to familiarity, from familiarity to separation. Then what on earth made all this become so hot and cold that no one would like to stay for anyone, perhaps because after all, no one is who we belong, just a passer-by in a hurry. Then who on earth made all this so desolate, so indifferent, and the figure running ahead towards each other getting farther and farther, becoming more and more blurred? Where did the time go? Where Did 2015 of the time go? I haven’t had time to persuade me to stay, I haven’t had time to look back a little, I haven’t had time to wait a little, 2015 is in such a hurry, Go to the missed direction blankly. Could it be like this that let 2015 her come to an end quietly? Can it be like this that let 2015 leave us quietly? Maybe the world is like this. If I am not brave, who will be strong for me. If I don’t fight, who will fight for me. Then it is better to indulge in burning than to survive. As for the past years and lost youth, let her gradually leave and grow old in the burning days of indulgence. Because, 2015 the rest of the time, as long as there is sunshine, it will not be lonely; As long as there is dew, it will be pure, fragrant love beautiful, beautiful lasting fragrance. Then you might as well take a good grasp of the rest of the 2015, because she has come to October, to you and me. Maybe you are wandering, looking for a way out, and it seems that you have no way out, but you may as well stare around you and feel your closest family affection and the most intimate warmth recently. Perhaps you will be surprised to find that in fact, the road is next to the road, She did not go far. Most of the time, we are always naive, always daydreaming in the distance, but after innocence, we realize that the future is far away and daydreaming is boundless. We have also designed the most perfect path of life for ourselves, but there are few places to go. Then I realized that experience is the most real and possession is my own. In the fragmented time, we will grow old as time goes by, and it seems that everything is beginning, everything is going on, and everything is ending. Just like this time after time, days after days, silent swimming, quiet silence. Only the busy figure continues the ordinary life, the trivial life reflects the essence of human nature, and the social reality presents the ruthless world. Maybe after walking for a long time and seeing more, I gradually got used to the law of the world and the indifference of the world. The appearance is old, and the years don’t treat people. Moran looked at each other and smiled off. So, where do the flowers fall and where do you stay? Then you might as well draw a wisp of moonlight, and say goodbye to the lost things and the remaining warmth left by the past. Then, where did time go, where did nianhua go, where did 2015 of the time go? Perhaps, time is such a slippery, she has already told us the answer: The Lost will let her lose, and the no lost, we should redouble our efforts and cherish them. There are flowers that can be folded straight and have to be folded, but Monet has no flowers and empty branches. Because cherishing time means cherishing oneself, cherishing oneself means cherishing life, and cherishing life means prolonging one’s own life. 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…

Light

Once again, I read the log “the wisdom of putting down” written by the netizen Lao Mao. When I thought about the review, four words appeared in my mind: fading the obsession. Buddha also said that bitterness is not bitterness, happiness is not happiness, it is just a temporary obsession. If you hold on to one thought, you will be trapped in one thought; If you put down one thought, you will be at ease in your heart. Maybe due to my personality, I am too easy to be unwilling to give up. The real putting down often makes me difficult. However, if I am weak, it is just right for me. Recently, it is often like this. Once a word falls into the eyes, it will be moved and completed into the past. It will unfold slowly and reappear clearly, but it is not the feeling at that time. Maybe this is fading. When I opened the Whitman poetry collection sent by teacher Yin, I learned to forget that the ink color of the four words was gray and still vigorous. Memory is like film rewinding, clear replay. I didn’t understand his profound meaning until today. He was worried that I was too simple and stubborn, afraid that I didn’t know how to forget those painful memories; Worried that my stubborn and painful memories were clear, letting them occupy my mind to do evil, let it ravage my fragile heart repeatedly. I once thought, if I could also make an infectious amnesia, would I be immune for life and be reborn? Will those troubles that have been deposited for many years disappear? My girlfriend has complained about me many times, saying that I always punish myself for others’ mistakes. I always like to see problems under a microscope. Do I lose or not? I also know very well that pain cannot be magnified. Only when you look down on it can you be harmless. People are just passing by in a hurry. It doesn’t matter whether they get or lose. It’s just passing. Perhaps, behind the smiling faces of happiness, there are always silent pains and unspeakable grievances. The process of our growth is to accept, balance happiness and pain, and know how to cherish and release. Others treat me well, I am have to keep in mind. Just as Shakyamuni said: no matter who you meet, he is the person who should appear in your life. He has reasons and missions, which are absolutely not accidental. He will certainly teach you something. It was an excuse to go out for further education that year. The double blow of marriage and career made me wander on the edge of depression, just wanting to stay away from that pain and hide in a place unknown to heal myself. Simply fill out a form, which has been filled out for countless times, and the content has already been familiar to numbness. So fast! The handwriting is very beautiful! His extremely heavy dialect, looking at his face to explore, I answered numbly and didn’t know how to thank him. In this way, I made a photo with my technique teacher. It seems that he can easily understand my irrationality. I couldn’t sleep well all night because of the noisy inside and the cars coming and going in the dormitory near the street. The goodness of some people is so strange that you can accept it naturally. You can understand that it can be as simple as one sentence: If you are alone, you cannot let the environment change you all the time. You must learn to change the environment, change to the opposite dormitory. Maybe similar personality and hobbies, call him teacher in class, call him sister after class, and the thought that soon we will belong to two distant places, that short time, just like accompanying a pleasant journey, maybe I will never meet again in this life. This idea makes me dare to open my heart and communicate more easily. Now I think about it, more often, I still regard him as a psychologist. Sometimes a person’s power makes you unpredictable. His appearance is like a ray of sunshine, which can even shine into your Canyon, making you involuntarily bright. When I fell to the bottom of my life, I accepted his guidance happily, and soon I found my own Beidou in the confused night; and he undoubtedly became the arm I climbed up; Became a trace of fragrance in my silent night; Became a ruler for me to recognize forgetting and remembering. Ten years later, the memory might have been washed yellow by time, but I remember it so clearly. The pain can not be magnified blindly, but the memory can not be abandoned. It is certainly best to let go, and I am born to be a person who is unwilling to let go, no matter joy or pain. Since I don’t want to put it down, looking down becomes the best way. Forgetting needs to pay a price, and those shining spray in memory will also disappear. Our memory bank is a big snowball that we have rolled into all our lives, wrapping all our joys and sorrows in it. If we exchange memory loss for memory loss, I would rather not. If you always forget your life slowly, wouldn’t it be a big loss? If you look at it lightly, you will forget it, stay away from the numerous and complicated things, and gradually move away from the old dream, which makes the pain gradually blurred in a slow way. Even if you open your memory again, you can still face it quietly. In this case, there is no fear of memory and no need to forget it. Ignoring and putting down is the great wisdom. No matter what kind of pain, when you really dare to face it and accept it happily, it has already faded. Everyone’s memory is like a sieve with different sizes, and the missing memory is different. Since we can’t choose our own memory code, the only thing that can be changed now is to clean it up timely, make it clean and clean, and filter out everything that shouldn’t be left. The trace of time passing by is invisible, but it will carve imprints in the memory, which will make people have endless aftertaste, and wake up suddenly in the aftertaste, gradually relieved. However, I am a slow-witted person. I don’t want my life to go too hastily and slow down the pace of time. The words “taste” show more enjoyment and experience, A pursuit of the past agilawood. Every inch of life carries sorrow and happiness. The beauty of life needs accumulation and precipitation. Learning to be relieved and quiet in precipitation is great wisdom. Thinking of the newly published poem “I’m going to Tibet”, The Long Dream was revealed by myself crazily. When I saw several comments, I suddenly regretted thinking of my disabled legs, why be so cruel to look at this dream that can no longer be realized? I changed the title several times and even wanted to delete it completely. In tears, I saw the faint obsession written by myself, and suddenly felt relieved. How many people were doing such a holy dream, and how many people really knelt on the road to the snow field? I couldn’t help laughing at my feedback from extreme depression to relaxed ridicule, and I was glad that I didn’t delete it. Life can not be free and easy, but you can never escape, you must dare to face it. Only when you dare to face the reality and pain can you gain determination; Only when you dare to face the tedious life can you have the indifference of life; Only when you dare to face the vanity of the secular world and polish your inner restlessness can you settle down the truth, calmly open-minded. Life is always full of ups and downs, an unfinished wish, a fruitless emotion, a person who can never meet each other in this life, and even the joy and pain that cannot be expressed between yin and yang, life is long, and no one can avoid it. However, only with a calm heart and the courage to face it directly can we keep the inner peace, enjoy the lonely seclusion and truly appreciate the true meaning of life. There are too many specific moments in life, just like a candle light, a call, a smile, a glance back, we need to remember carefully, and use these warm memories to warm the time. Memory is always the wealth that makes people proud and proud. Choosing happiness or sadness in memory is just the ability to dominate memory wealth. Although I don’t have rich experience, I am very lucky that I still have clear memories, especially luckily, I have the ability to fade those painful memories that have been screened out gradually. Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) 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…

And you

Gently lift a corner of Spring, spread a pool of ink fragrance, and banish love with the tapping of your fingertips. 55 bright and vivid smiling faces gradually became clear and fresh in front of my eyes with the joys and sorrows of the words, and spoke to me gently. China is an ancient country with characters. Thousands of years of cultural heritage have made the characters look like bright fireworks, which are combined into a roll of magic. A word, savoring carefully, is a wisp of breeze; A word, composing music, is a piece of heart sound. Grazing a group of words, the magical beauty of words can be the same as heart, and old with wind. What we feel is a kind of beauty of great words in Guan Ju, the magical beauty of words written by Su Jian and Li Shang. Please see what she wrote in the article: Guan Guan, the turtle is on the river. My Fair Lady, Marty. Here, the word “Yao” and “Jie” are taken out, simple but tasteless. The word Yao takes the deep and profound meaning; The word graceful also takes the profound meaning, and there is not much beauty. It was just the word “gentle and graceful” side by side, and a beautiful woman with graceful and graceful appearance came out. With such a simple arrangement, we seem to have seen the beauty’s shyness and charming amorous feelings. This article adopts lyric and elaborate writing technique as a whole, quotes classics and classics, narrates orderly and unfolds slowly, letting us see the beauty of magical and beautiful words like beauties, bring readers a different spiritual feast. In the process of soliciting contributions, what made us more delighted was that two excellent writers of prose poems appeared in the collection. Now let’s share their excellence: If possible, I want such a period of time/no longer to see a flowering tree, wandering from place to place/Just sit down and stay quietly/in such a time, a wisp of flowers, A few birdsong, a single word in my heart, without any sadness/I think I have learned to endure and expect, and face up to pain and death/don’t speak highly, don’t talk much, live a life in the lower place. (Yun “such a period of time”). I like this kind of articles with hipster flavor, which always makes people feel that the sky is blue, the water is quiet, and the mood is relaxed. There is only flowing wind in the ears, and only moving sunshine in the eyes. At that moment, it seems to be able to throw away all the complexity and quietly graze the soul in a corner. Prose poetry is a kind of literary style between prose and poetry. It is the prose of poetry. Poetry in prose is usually short, with internal rhythm and exquisite and philosophical words. A Yun’s prose poems perfectly reflect this point. Xiaoxiao’s prose poems like Su have more antique flavor than Ayun’s. The carving of words makes her works look like ancient carving bars, magnificent, with flying and impressive meanings, also products. A large number of excellent poetry writers and novel writers also emerged in the collected works, such as drizzle and dusk rain. His poems are elegant, affectionate and dignified, and he is good at supporting things and expressing feelings, leaving nothing to jump, with ups and downs. Northern Winter/started to have a spring of intention/This is a good omen/You attention of the winter snow/1.1 points out of the Woods/those demands your claim of flowers/will air plant (Xiaoxiao twilight rain “sister, are you still in Shanhai Pass tonight?). In addition, the author’s modern poems such as the heart and enjoying life, the ancient poems of Fangyuan Jieshi and Xinyu, and the novels of autumn water without trace and purple butterfly are all remarkable. Curling up 55 whispers of soul, my mind is still immersed in the wisps of ink. The words are silent but affectionate, Chasing the Wind month by month in the same dream, just listen quietly. The harbor of heart, a note, a stroke, a mutual understanding, is enough. 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…