Moshang

The Wings of Time just shook gently in the Time Tunnel, and the end of the year was already the end. It was too late to recall and think about it. The sound of running hoof in the year of sheep had echoed in my ears. The beauty of life lies in that people live in the world. Being alive is wonderful. Only a living soul can activate the nerve of life, move the weight wheel of life, and be vivid. Only in life can there be songs of joy, love, sorrow and dullness, can we completely interpret all the connotations of life. On the street, the running steps are in a hurry. The wind is bleak, the winter is lunar December, the frost and snow are cold, and at the end of the season, the warmth wrapped in my heart is warm. Holding the setting sun at the end of the year, the Spring Festival lingered nearby. Although the wind, Frost and sword are raging, in the world, warm and charming stories are staged everywhere, and songs of the right path are rising everywhere. The annual late age involves the long inheritance of the Chinese nation, the admiration of yellow skin and black hair, and the solemn and solemn worship of thousands of Chinese descendants. Not only ourselves, but also the Chinese living on the whole Earth, are rushing for the coming of this festival, singing and shouting. Spring Festival, a Spring Festival, is not only the end of a year, but also the reincarnation of a year. It not only sent away the ups and downs of the year, but also welcomed the high expectations of the new year. How many helplessness, how many forbearance, how many misfortunes, how many sorrows, are buried with the past years. How much hope, how much hope, how much persistence, how much love, build a sweet dream of the new year. Deep in the world, the wind is also quiet. I am in love with the kindness of life and chewing the sense of life. I hang the mediocre end of the year by the door. Looking at the busy neighborhood preparing for the new year, listening to the inquiries made for the end of the year, looking at the peace and prosperity in the deep part of life, I deeply bless the warm world. Suddenly, I found that the floating clouds at the end of the year were also laughing for the beauty of the world. The laughter was so pure, so sweet, and so happy, passing through the high sky affectionately. Maybe the Sun was also infected, and suddenly it came out quietly, expressing its affection deeply towards the Earth, the heart and the general public of the mortal fireworks. The white light is so warm, which makes people mistake that spring has come ahead of time. At the end of the year, Yuan Ye seemed to be rejoicing and singing for such happiness. Without the Depression, decline, decadence and coldness of winter. What I see is happiness, happiness, poetic and emotional heart. I didn’t know where the biting cold wind went. In the warm embrace of sunshine, love was so sweet and soft, and the wind was also so quiet. Firecrackers in-year-old in addition, spring breeze gifts into Tusu. On the pupil day of thousands of households, new peaches are always replaced with old symbols. In a few days, the Spring Festival is coming. With the sound of firecrackers, the old age will be removed, and the past year will be passed gently. I am thinking about the passing away, recalling the past events in my life. That feeling, that kind of memory, that kind of emotion that I don’t know how to express, deeply oppresses my eyes, unconsciously, tears of exclamation gently flow out of my eyes …… cherish the past and show new life, embrace the sunrise. Melting time in the river, happy smile and welcome the light. Warm in the world, beautiful scenery everywhere. Look, walking in a hurry. Listen, the wind is quiet. Pastoral/love. QQ:2657945175. Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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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The author of “poetry and soul”: the third child, May 7th, 2015, 20:46… recalling the past Chinese years and the nostalgia of tourists all the way. Beautiful pastoral style. Blue Air. The clear spring water is so sweet. The past years are gone forever. Nowadays, the temptation of reality is destroying the environment. Earth pollution. Smoggy space. Oil pollution of the sea. Garbage Beach. All these are shown in front of us. Is your heart comfortable? Our desire for health is looking forward to a green tomorrow. Your greedy soul needs to change. At this moment, at this moment. Only when the inner soul becomes civilized can people praise you. The environment became beautiful, and people all showed their smiling faces. But my dream was drawn in a circle. Some people are just joking. Some people are just perfunctory. I want to shout loudly to you: there can be no magnificent palaces in this world, but there can be no poems casting human souls…. 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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Shuttling back and forth in the quiet night, looking up, the warm light sprinkled on the obsessed face; The slow and steady footsteps crossed the ears, passed through the empty campus, and then stayed behind silently; step by step, I was deeply trapped in the tinkling sound after sound, in the cool night wind. At this time, here, this situation, what lingered around repeatedly was just that sentence: why for the unknown, always imagine with the most beautiful, and then deeply obsessed? I had the opportunity to know it in advance, but I didn’t want to uncover the veil too early. Only when I was on the scene could I enjoy the surprise and shock brought by the veil being uncovered slowly, slowly walk into the unknown world under the turbulent mood and feel the spiritual impact brought by everything. Perhaps, obsession is due to this. A vast and boundless prairie is green and boundless; The Prairie man galloping with horses is extremely brave; The sunset and dusk, Sunrise and Sunrise are sprinkled on the Mongolian yurt rooted in the Prairie, and on the vast heaven and earth, beautiful and Breathtaking. Running among the swaying grass in the wind, the heaven and earth are so vast that autumn comes. Seeing the Earth dyed with the color of autumn, the meadow which has not been eaten remains in the heap of gravel, with a sense of desolation and magnificence. The original intention is also because of the boundless grassland beauty, the place on the border where human beings have not set foot on, preserving the most heavenly beauty, the white in the distance can not be distinguished from the snow mountains that have not melted all the year round or the clouds on the horizon. When seeing that they could wander in that Fairyland, suddenly there was an inexplicable envy and jealousy. Maybe only they could be so presumptuous in the vast grassland between the heaven and the Earth, warm sheep, smart wolves, galloping horses, believers, greedy people, and all other unknown creatures on the grassland, in the final analysis, the everlasting law of the jungle on the biological chain, the survival of the fittest, cruelty, blood, sacrifice, tactics, strategy, greed and revenge, may be just for survival and survival, you can also say who is right and who is wrong. However, the close-up of the eyes also deeply felt the arrogance and spirituality of the grassland master: Under the boundless night, the female wolf who went out for food only had empty caves left after returning, and the Cubs disappeared, looking at the silent night sky, the long sorrow and despair unexpectedly made people shed tears; The yellow sheep hidden for the next year were all stolen by greedy people, the little wolves in the cave were pulled out one by one and threw to the hard earth. Seeing the scenes, hatred gradually dyed their eyes, and a kind of anger which wanted to tear everything was burning; Cloudy wind and snow night, after pushing all the horses to the hopeless ice lake, the pleasure of revenge is a joy of revenge; Being driven to the desperate situation by hunters, looking at the farewell of his partner, it is said that Wolf has only one partner in his whole life, that is how much he loves and doesn’t give up, and then he jumped off the cliff resolutely. While the other half turned back to his cave, dug the top of the cave hard and chose to bury the bottom of the cave frequently. He was so arrogant that he could only end his life by himself; He was chased cruelly and wanted to die of exhaustion, but he wanted to let him go at the last moment. With full of doubts, why did he let me go? You also know that I can’t walk any more. 3. I came to the boundless prairie of freedom to escape. I thought about taking root, but finally I chose to go back to the original place. All the Escapes could not last long, there will be a day of returning. It seems that the melodious sound of the Horsehead can make people immerse themselves in the vast heaven and earth galloping in the helm for a while, but the sound of the piano will finally come to an end. Open your eyes and still stay where you are, but then what, maybe, life is to know its value in escaping and returning again and again. To “Wolf Totem” 2015.2.23 praise (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow of 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…