wu yue

May, come to Qilian to listen to the snow! In May, the south of the Yangtze River, which is full of warblers and grasses, is already red and Willow Green. The small south of the pastoral area will encounter snowflakes unexpectedly. Walking in a world full of snowflakes, have you heard my call? There is a rainy plum season in Jiangnan, and there is also a long snowy plum season in Qilian. I feel that I can describe the snowy summer in Qilian like this; it is reasonable for Qilian to call it the little Jiangnan in pastoral area, because the snow in Qilian can always fall until the beginning of June. It always comes without appointment, letting its temper drift down, or flying casually in the air in the afternoon, interweaving into soft feelings of singing and dancing, or dance freely in the dusk sky, turning into a charming movement, touching eyes and starting the fantasy of the soul. The most wonderful thing is the snow in Qilian summer, which foil the green mountains and clear water, and bear the shadow of red flowers and green grass. It is a beautiful and wonderful artistic conception that cannot be described by words; The snow is falling and the snow melts for a moment, on the tip, on the branches, on the petals, sit for a while and stop, that is, turn into water drops and fall, like the lingering life of gathering edges and scattering edges. It makes people think and understand. Xue Xiaochan said: The snow is coming to listen, and listening to the snow is also listening to the heart. At the moment of listening to the snow, a quiet lotus flower will bloom in my heart. Although I can’t reach the state of blooming lotus in my heart. But I still like to listen to the snow in my own way and mood, and listen to the sounds of nature quietly. In that state of selflessness, the fickleness and noise, filth and exhaustion of the world seem to have gone away from you, the rest is pure, tranquil and comfortable. That is the ease and quietness of mind forgetting everything, that is the plain and peaceful breath of life freely in a world without dust. Last night, it snowed all night. In the morning, I wandered alone in the quiet and deep forest to listen to the snow. The soft snow sound woke up the dusty dream in my heart for a long time, the memory that has been wet and dried for a long time. Life is full of enthusiasm, but it is only a cultivation of a word of mind. If you are calm, everything will be indifferent. I listened to the sound of falling snow quietly. The fragrance of pine, ice and grass came to my nose immediately. A little bit of cool and moist comfort passed through the bottom of my heart. Fortunately, I can find such a corner of time in the world to let go of my joys and sorrows; At this moment, everything is filtered, everything is washed and everything is sublimated, my soul is also purifying, becoming pure, quiet and tranquil. How can such a wonderful artistic conception be enjoyed by one person? Or, come and listen to the snow with me. This matter has nothing to do with the wind and moon. At this time, I only pay close attention to the world of mortals. At this time, I am only willing to make an appointment with you and let you hand in hand and walk out, stay away from the noise, let the soul take a rest in the quiet, taste life and feel the true meaning of life in the romantic picture scroll which is like the spring breeze in the night and the pear flowers in thousands of trees …… praise (prose editor: jiangnan wind) change the way 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…