Grass

A man carried a black schoolbag which had been worn down for many years and was on the verge of life, and came to the broad grass on the stadium beside the college at dusk after the crowd dispersed and was noisy, I found a slightly lush grassland, threw down my schoolbag, and lay down facing the sunset. I used to raise my legs, swing my legs around, hold my fingers behind my head, put my head on a hard schoolbag, and look up at the sky. At this time, the eyes seemed to have been relieved from the tiredness of the whole day, and the eyes seemed relaxed and comfortable; At this time, the sky was light blue, with a kind of soft luster covering, which looked like a dream, giving people infinite reverie and memories. The sight of those who are full of emotions is always easy to penetrate through the deep blue sky with slight melancholy, and see some of their previous things, which seem so beautiful at this moment, people slowly fall into the whirlpool of memories. At first, my eyes turned to the sky far away. The striped colorful clothes scattered by the afterglow of sunset couldn’t help making such an assumption while I was amazed: how amazing it would be if an angel put on this colorful dress! However, when I was intoxicated in the groundless imagination, the rays of sunlight gradually hid, and the colorful clothes slowly folded. The fairy in my imagination also faded in a flash, which made me very disappointedly. At the same time, the clouds around slowly twist their slim bodies, constantly changing into various shapes. If you look carefully, maybe there will be a dog stretching its tongue and swinging its tail in the sky, or a running horse, or unfortunately, my imagination cannot describe everything. When I took back my eyes, I had no intention to catch a glimpse of a bird, which was on the grass not far away from the place where I lay, stretching its head and neck constantly and creeping; while exploring the insects hiding in the weeds, he retract his little head alertly from time to time to see if there are strange objects nearby. When you realize that you are not in danger, you will continue walking forward. For its lovely behavior, I laughed from the bottom of my heart. At that time, another bird flying low on the grass attracted my attention. The colorful wings and the skillful dancing make up the adorable little creatures; So lively and lovely, I think no one can bear to approach to disturb its free flying and happy playing. However, if our innocent children saw it, they might not be able to help running towards it because of curiosity and trying to catch it in their hands; but we know that it is purely out of the child’s non-malicious friendship. At this time, I only hoped to be near her, staring at her quietly, not making any noise for fear that it would fly. Everything is so quiet, so natural, just like a picture, very beautiful! The cool breeze blew across the grass, spreading over the waist, and the body was like floating in the air, fluttering; A little cold came and spread all over the body, with a happy feeling. The voice of the child came from the ear. Looking for the sound, a boy ran in front, and a little boy followed after panting with difficulty. Along the line caught in the front boy’s hand, the sight moved up. It was a swallow kite with colorful feathers. Over the sky between them, the light body danced up and down, suddenly I turned around and slipped from my right to the back. The little boy approached me casually and asked in a childish voice: brother, what are you doing? I kites. I walked away again. For his innocence and cuteness, I laughed again in my heart. The two children chased around the grass in circles. Their carefree and cheerful frolic sounds reflected into echoes through the high buildings outside the stadium. They came back and circled over the grass. I seemed to be able to see and touch them; and it has been circling in my ears, lingering and unwilling to leave. My heart moved. The heart moved for a while seemed to shake off the marks carved by the years in an instant, and also removed all the experiences imposed on life, becoming extremely light and spirited, I couldn’t help flying with that voice. Slipped out from the locked gap between the past and the present Iron Gate, crossed high and low mountains one by one, and crossed deep or shallow rivers, what surprised me at the same time was that it stopped on the grass beside the teaching building of my primary school; Then it crawled in the grass to look for something that seemed to be lost when before, its appearance is also so cute as that foraging bird. I wanted to laugh, but something blocked my smile somewhere in my throat, and my chest felt a little uncomfortable. I couldn’t help turning over and lying on my stomach, burying my face into the grass, just like a warm girl who loves one heart. Countless grass pricked her face a little painful and itchy, which was the newborn sideburns on her forehead. I sucked the fragrance of the fragrant grass with hot air greedily, mixed with a little familiar soil gas. In confusion, I was drunk. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. 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Home

I talked with my friends occasionally, and somehow I went to my hometown. He said that he would take his family back to his hometown when he was free on weekends, and opened the open space in front of his house into a vegetable field. Not for eating food, but for the mood of going home. If you want to eat food, the oil money for driving home is not enough. Now every time I go back, I will go to the vegetable field to serve and let the children play freely in the village. It feels good. We talked about our parents. He said that in that year, when his mother was absent, he did not dare to go home for a long time, but when he returned, he tried to wait until the night fell down. Once he came back earlier, he met an elder of his family who asked him to go home for dinner. At that time, he couldn’t help sobbing. He said that when his parents were there, it was going home. If my parents are not here, that is my hometown! When I said this, I still felt sad. I can understand his mood. According to his current conditions, as a leader of a state-owned enterprise, this interest would not be taken seriously at all. And the reason why he did this was to get back the feeling of going home. Yes, go home. The place where I once lived changed gradually with the superposition of years. My childhood playmates ran away from each other. The Green Years of my childhood were now covered with frost and temples. I didn’t hear the sweet voice of my mother’s son, nor did I see my father’s hard-working back. And where is the full green countryside? Where is the stream at the bottom? Now they are all in the bag of memory, and what haunts my mind is the faint homesickness in the deep memory. People are always old-fashioned. No, to be exact, what people love is the past, the emotion and growth which have been branded in the marrow along the way. I am also a person whose parents have passed away. The sadness that I couldn’t help myself after my relatives left once wrapped me so tightly that I didn’t dare to touch anything related to my parents, especially the days when my mother just left, I dare not to be alone easily, because when I am alone, I will burst into tears because I recall my mother. Even if I think of today many years later, I am still full of Qi Qing. My mother went early, so my father couldn’t take care of himself before his mother died. More than ten years of inseparable care have made our brothers and sisters get together almost every day. Sometimes there are contradictions and we feel tired. But the interdependence with father as the core in the stumbling makes our kinship closer. At that time, what I talked about was: go home. Although we each have a home. After father left, our common family really broke up. Although brothers and sisters still walk around frequently, what they say is: go to brother’s (sister’s) home, but not go home! If the parent’s home is compared to the center of the circle, then the children are the circles rotating around the center of the circle. Regardless of the radius, the center of the circle is always concerned. After more than ten years, my father followed my mother and went back to my hometown. From the moment the tomb rose, my hometown became my hometown. The wooden doors and windows of the quiet village courtyard built by bricks were full of the world of mortals, and the old locks of years were mottled with time. The old house’s aging is reflected by the exotic Locust embracing the rough sky. The spider net of the rafter Eaves is embroidered with broken wool, and the old breath fills the sleeves. My mother’s Rice seemed faint, and my father on the Imperial chair seemed to have just left. From then on, my parents were not seen in my hometown, and I was already a wandering Wanderer when I went back. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Life

On that day, I accidentally saw a sentence: life has been logged in, and what about stealth? I suddenly felt that this statement was not only reasonable, but also meaningful. For example, I bought a string of xingyue Bodhi from my elder sister a few days ago, and originally I chose the place of acquaintances for the sake of genuine goods. As a result, I found a little damage marks on the accessory spacer after I came back. Although it was not obvious, I also found that I felt regretful. My sister sent a WeChat message saying that she would exchange it and felt that there shouldn’t be such a defect. But I replied to my sister: it is really perfect if there are defects. Those who know Xingyue Bodhi must know its connotation and representativeness, so why do they insist? It is the first string of stars, moon and Bodhi that I have admired for a long time. I like it no matter whether it is high or low. Of course, taking this small thing is only to show that each person has different cognition and opinions, so the conclusions and evaluations obtained are naturally different. It’s not wrong for me to say different things, but I don’t have to stick to my own opinions and regard them as the criteria of judgment. I wish that everything is good and everything is damaged. Time is a sculptor. No matter whether it is perfect or not, we will go through carving and Chisel! Perhaps, this is the so-called meaning of life that you are struggling to question. You don’t care what it means. Anyway, you need to know that since the journey of life comes, it always means it. Why shout and hesitate? In fact, there are many things that cannot be said in life. Only inner peace is the most powerful practice. It is because we have not reached that level that we have to work hard. In times of anxiety, confusion and ignorance, soberly, introspection and comprehension. Then try to calm down. Only when you calm down and wake up can you know what you really want. Only when you are calm, can you settle down, be wise and calm down. 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…

Years Kong-style

It is said that Nian is a monster, and the New Year’s Eve will go down to the Earth to devour babies. Therefore, adults will guard the children all night long. When they see Nian, they will light the long firecrackers prepared early, driving away the monster of the new year with abnormal sound, keeping the child’s safety for a year, and in the sound of artillery, the child also grew one year older, which is the origin of keeping the age on New Year’s Eve. I can’t remember how many years I haven’t been completely over the age of old. When I open my eyes and eyebrows hard, my sleepiness always beats me easily. I can’t remember how many years I haven’t seen the Spring Festival gala completely. Even if I was watching it, I just didn’t want to wait for the ringing of the New Year’s Eve Bell. The fast pace of life makes us develop a fast-forward lifestyle. I don’t know how many people will watch the Spring Festival Gala to watch the year-old, and more or listen without matching, or go to the programs with the highest comments in your spare time. The life of jumping and fast mirror makes us lose the mood of waiting. However, in the eyes of the seniors, they dare not be so impetuous on New Year’s Eve. Keeping the age is busy for a whole day. Starting from the arrangement of food in the morning, the table full of delicious food can’t be forgotten: bean sprouts symbolizing hair, lotus roots symbolizing roads, the dumplings which meant reunion had been to the tourists of Lu Xun’s hometown in Shaoxing, and they would certainly be deeply impressed by the scene of celebrating the year in the old gate of Zhou’s family. The eight immortals table was served in front of the memorial tablet of the ancestors, with three sacrifices, two candles burning, three glasses of yellow wine, and several men worshiped to godliness. The same was true for the mother-in-law’s family to worship ancestors. There was no taboo to avoid women in the family. The Eight Immortals table was carried to the balcony, and the ancestors were distant. The seniors would murmured their hopes for their families in the coming year, and then they would burn ingots and gold tickets in several exquisite corners. Cars have gradually become a common means of transportation, and a new God-the God of car head has also been derived. Families with cars also need to worship. After being worshiped, the table can be served. I don’t care about the amount of dishes, the nobility of wine, and the reunion spirit of harmony and beauty. Dining always ends with the Spring Festival Gala. Adults will play a little colorful game aside, indulging themselves with emotion and enjoying this rare relaxation greedily. When they were at home, their parents often put a close-door cannon before meals. After the cannon was fired, they were not allowed to go out and intended to have a family reunion. However, after the sound of twelve o’clock rang, there were numerous cannons in the whole city, after opening the door in the new year, you can leave the house with your wife’s tape. The keeping-up of the mother-in-law’s family also finished the last procedure at 12 o’clock, paying tribute to the ancestors again, and then cooking a pot of sweet balls, implying the sweet reunion of the new year. Everyone at home had to eat a bite. After the age of guarding, my wife and I took Jing Nan’s hands back to our home, washed them in a hurry, rushed Jing Nan to the bed, tried to open her eyes and lay down on the bed, leaving a sentence: dad, I will fill in today’s poem tomorrow morning, and then sleep soundly. You are waiting for your child to grow up! 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…

Life

Life is full of happiness and sorrow. No one only likes or not, and no one only worries or not. Life is originally a wave of wind and rain, sometimes roaring and shouting, sometimes silent. Can not be plain sailing, impossible moon. On the way, it is inevitable that sometimes you will encounter ups and downs and danger, and you will inevitably suffer the plot of others. Can the thrilling life be said to be calm?, It is destined to be a journey of joy and sorrow. Everyone has watched TV plays, which reflect the reality of society. The chaotic and noisy things inside and the intrigue of characters are exactly the happy and sad situation of people in real life. Sometimes the characters in the picture are gentle and virtuous, and sometimes they arouse thousands of waves. It shows that one’s life is sometimes joyful, sometimes sad, and sometimes dangerous scenes appear inadvertently. Either? TV plays are the reappearance of life and the reflection of our reality. Life is originally good. In the acquired life, due to the emergence of evil forces or the influence of secular customs, we turn from good to evil. In the communication between people, we are doomed to fight constantly and make choices constantly, which leads to sometimes happiness and sometimes worry. No worries, where is the joy? Everything is divided into two, and there is neither absolute happiness nor absolute worry. When you are quiet and sad every day, you don’t know how to feel happy. I feel bitter only when I am happy. When you are in joy every day, do you know what sorrow is? It is impossible for a person to live in the Bliss world forever or in sorrow forever. After sorrow, it may bring some pleasure; After happiness, it may also bring sadness. After all, life is happy for a while, sad for a while, is the journey of happiness and sorrow. In the face of worries, we should certainly face them; In the face of happiness, we should not be too happy. You should know that there is happiness in sadness and mixed sorrow in happiness. After grief, there will be a sunny sun and a prosperous stage of life. Besides joy, there will also be sorrow. That is to say, people live in contradictions, and it is impossible to be sad or not, and it is impossible to be happy or not. Happiness and sorrow are mutually transformed. After experiencing a happy event, sometimes it turns into a sad state; After experiencing sadness, people will gradually become happy again. This is the normal state of life and also the inevitable law of life. Only by following the rules can we move forward. You don’t have to be sad for sorrow or happy for joy. Be calm and understand the law of human development. My friend, when I read this, I shouldn’t feel sad anymore. When you encounter difficulties, you should treat them calmly without panic or panic. You should think that this is the necessary stage for life to reach the ideal state. No bitter, where is the sweetness? Face everything calmly! When you have gone through the ups and downs, gone through the thorns and turned into peace, you will understand everything. Don’t be sad because of sorrow, and don’t forget the previous pain because of happiness. Life is an extraordinary journey, sometimes a ravine, sometimes a flat road. Treat life correctly and take every step well. 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…