Alternative

For many years, the noise in the world has disturbed me, and I really want to choose a quiet place to place my soul. Let the soul release itself and Bloom its inner elegance. In this way, I feel more quiet; Secondly, I can have a home. It won’t be possible to run east and west for many years without a safe place. Nowadays, living in the kaleidoscope world, it is colorful and noisy, and there is no place to place your soul. We can only travel with the world and live with the circumstances. Choosing a peaceful place is the wish and destination of my life. It’s better to use it flexibly in your own space and think freely. In fact, I had wanted this plan for a long time, but there was no suitable place and no time to reach my own free control. Now it’s almost my old age, and I want to put my soul in order to make it natural and unrestrained! There is no need to accept trivial matters in the world or interfere with other people’s stories. Just do what you like, love what you love and think what you think. Choose a quiet place and place your soul. This is the ideal that I have been longing for, and also the expression that I purify my soul. Flying in the free world is a very pleasant thing! Although the reality is not enough, it is also a kind of comfort and sustenance to compensate for one’s lifelong dream in his old age. Time flies, and every year is gone. Unconsciously, it is already the autumn of 2015. Instead of living in the noise, it is better to choose a quiet place as early as possible to live the life you want. Let the soul release, let yourself enjoy the wonderful life fun early! 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

Today, there was no difference. Just to pursue the long-lost dream, go through the annual rings of time and return to the footprints of youth. It is not for the romance of spring and snow, nor for the delusion of wind, flowers, snow and moon. I just want to make up for the wish that I once failed to fulfill. In this light day, stroke the journey all the way, so that life can still flash the hope that has never been lost in the cycle of seasons. —- Inscription the season is deep. In the shade of the trees, the wind in late autumn is immersed in my heart through autumn clothes with comfortable coolness. The sunshine after the Double Ninth Festival falls on the world around you. The Grove is quiet and suitable for my habits. Although there is a noisy road nearby, the endless rolling sound seems to have nothing to do with me. Alone in the cool shade, there is a fantasy of breaking away from the secular world. It is rare to have time to forget everything around you and enjoy the peace in the afternoon freely. The phoenix trees in the Grove and some unknown trees had fallen to the ground before the rustling cold wind blew. Soon, there will be a bleak desolation here. Only a few trees, pine and cypress, are still green and verdant. I really envy them. Although they have experienced the change of four seasons and the reincarnation of cold and summer, they still exude the vitality of youth in such a vigorous spirit. Perhaps, some people say that this pine and cypress is not suitable for this season. This season should be autumn and yellow everywhere, and the change of old and new is the law of the rebirth of nature’s life. But I don’t think so. If the tree of life is evergreen, how can there be the desolation of the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and how can there be the sorrow of the scattered branches and leaves. Yi sat on the stumps left in the Grove and looked up at the sky leaking out of the gap. I haven’t seen the blue sky like this for a long time. I remembered that when I was still young, I often read books in the woods along the river bank of my hometown, with my back facing the bank. What was near my eyes was the winding river, and what was far away was the blue sky and white clouds that were not enough to see. I think that one day, I will leave the land of my hometown and go far away to find my own Sky. Now, with the annual rings of years on my shoulder, I have measured the ravines under my feet. Looking back, I still remember the familiar land. Maybe, there is no substitute for the mark left in my heart by those scenery. In the Grove, green songs suddenly came, which interrupted my thoughts of walking far away and brought my mind back to my eyes. Although listening to the dry melody is not pleasant to hear, I can still hear that it is popular, and the squeezed tone seems to reveal a tone that does not match the age. Looking back at those two faces, they were immature and slightly naughty, but the expression in those four pairs of eyes was not like the scruple happiness when I was young, and it seemed to be unintentional, it seems to be a little slim and empty. Maybe it was my guess that I was wrong. I was just speculating them from the perspective of an adult, seeing their hearts as old as me and lacking brilliance. However, I can see that they are happy. Maybe in front of old-fashioned people like me, they have to restrain the edge of youth so as not to cause me to stare at them with strange eyes. Suddenly, I thought it was me who should be more restrained. It was me who squeezed into their ranks for no reason, into the youth that should belong to them. Thinking about these, I feel a little uncomfortable. Just like the pine and cypress in the Grove, it was nearly late autumn. It should have been the time and space of falling yellow and floating red, but it happened to squeeze into some green which would never fade. An eyesore not? This is what I think too much. They don’t care about me whether I am or not. I just got into the ranks of their youth and touched the glory of their youth. In fact, I should thank them, because their sunshine and freedom made my heart become beautiful and romantic with their youth. I really want to go back to my youth and feel the happiness of being young and not knowing how to feel sad. I clearly know that it is just a delusion that I cannot go back, and I can only be full of ambition in the dream world. Seasons turn silently in the cycle of reincarnation, but life goes to the lingering depth. Encounter with this grove is not for realizing dreams, but for making your life more complete and rich. I don’t expect the future to become colorful, but want to make up the fragments lost in my life, leaving no regrets. Walking out of the Grove, the autumn sun shone on me warmly. My heart is like white clouds floating in the sky, wandering in the vast space-time. For me, this autumn should be a wonderful memory many years later. During this period, I blended my love for life and soaked in the responsibility of life. The departing late autumn is not only the Autumn Yellow everywhere, but also the enchanting fragrance of red leaves and the green that never fades. In hope, we should stick to each other and make life full of sunshine. Although time flows away in silence, life still needs to regain the wonderful praise of blooming (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…

To left

Look at you on the left and see you on the right. Yingshan red flowers on your cheeks, bringing surprises of the mountains in spring. Yun Yan Yi Yi, gently bring away the tiredness, bring a light bamboo forest clear sound. Bamboo shoots are pecking through the soil, peeping at the lingering face of the morning light. Take off a green leaf and use it to sound the sound of bamboo forest without dancing. The soil was loose and wet, while I was reading a book in which people were holding a pile of loess and saying goodbye to last night. It is easy to get cold, which is a characteristic of the present and also a common feature of this season. It is close to the solar term of Qingming Festival. I don’t wear much, which is not enough to resist the cold at this moment. Kezhouqiujian, frosty. At the beginning, the most beautiful one was that year, I had “idiom one point”. It has been strange for a long time. How many desires of old trees are hidden in ten annual rings? The cedar tree has a lot of worries. Lightning and thunder, wild wind and rain, hot summer and cold, if life is calm, they will not have the desire to grow higher, closer to the sky. Still. Scenery, still. Shivering, in typhoon, almost every year. However, with their strong will, they never waver. Time and time again, growth gives them the courage to realize this desire. Whether you stop or stand, the figure or back of others always go in a hurry. Like a silky and soft satin hanging on the bamboo branch, it always goes with the wind. Maybe there will be only one person left in the end. After returning to spring, he will return to his hometown. In the Qingming Festival, a handful of white sand will be scattered in the rain one after another, waiting quietly for the Scarlet Heart to turn into fog in the rain, until a state where things are forgotten. If there is leisure feeling coming to the mountain at this time every year, yes, it is not difficult to find that Azalea, at this time every year, will smile with Jade face, tears melt the spring, and use dark fragrance to attract butterflies that melt spirit, if there is no mistake in guarding a Millennium agreement, there should be a scene of Li Chongguang drinking poison thousands of years ago. Childhood will back the xiang jian huan “, only that understand: wordless alone on West Building, month hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard lock Qing Qiu. Cut ceaseless, and chaotic, is Sky. Don’t worry about the general taste. Now it is Yu Meiren, which is also good: when is the spring flower and autumn moon? Past know how much. Small building last night and Dongfeng, motherland painful moonlit in. The carved jade building should still be there, but Zhu Yan changed it. How much worry can you have? Just like a river flowing eastward. The key chain follows me, Lingling sounds and all kinds of pleasant birds. Birds hide well in the mountains. I believe they are shuttling through trees, but I rarely find them. The Caterpillar on the gardenia tree is greedy to sleep, lazy and fat. No flowers, its fragrance is still so fragrant, thick, but can not smell more, smell for a long time, people’s heart will be drunk. I am not deeply involved in the world and have not experienced enough. How many creatures are looking forward to and unwilling to live in this moment? Naturally, fantasy is not forbidden, but it will not encourage people to drink poison to quench thirst. Life is destined to be complicated, rather than people make them complicated. The swallow pecked at new mud, which was a beautiful scenery in the sky. But I believe that it can evoke those lovesickness far away from other places: swallows can return to their homeland, and what about me? Slingshot was once a treasure in children’s hands, but nobody knew how many swallows it made them soft. Grandpa, can you tell me how to make the flat ground generate waves? Wisps of blue smoke, white ripples, swallows falling on the branches, and clouds depend on the morning sun. I don’t remember the scenes when my grandfather held me and smiled when I was young. I can’t remember those words that I once said, but only the nostalgia of Yiyi still drifted between heaven and earth. A little barrier, Abyss; Cold air, around the sleeping land. How much dust returned to the Earth, relying on it, it returned to the starting point and found the purpose and destination. Looking to the left, what will be on the right? Looking up, what will it be? Few morning stars can also be said like this, but they, those stars, are not seen in the daytime, no matter it is sunny or dark clouds. Who is frustrated seems proud. It is better to hate people than water. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…