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What kind of realm is that? Have you ever been so calm? Similar to before going to sleep, open your eyes and look at your home! It is similar to sitting in the crowd, lonely but free to meditate! If you can, then come on, now let’s see. At present, my left hand is a book full of the comments of literary scholars around the world over the past five or ten years. They open their hearts, the colors flowing out, the tones of Yingying’s fame outside the wall, this can be called Xiao Qiang’s title page, which page can summarize these colors and stop those decadent voices? Xiao Qiang is dark blue, or the sea blue at dusk, arranged like pebbles —— convex and concave Arts change its sea blue, with different sizes; The pebbles with little difference build a wall, faintly telling the resentment and admiration of the soul for five or ten years; Gently touching it with hands, there are several unknown itching, which blend into my inner part —- it is the braille under the blind. There is a life named Hanhe in my right hand. Growing in a box of square soil, a pair of new blades spread out between the original extended blades —— a pair of daughter’s hands are on the way away, leaving far away, but there was still half of my unwillingness; The abnormal sound was a plastic straw and a bunch of thin red rope, helping to hold the highest branch of the three leaves, so as not to feel depressed. There was once a tree in my room for such a life. Unfortunately, my limbs had already rotted, leaving only imprints in my heart. Moreover, it was also far away from me. The opposite side is very good. There is a little girl on the opposite side. She is preparing for the recitation of the art festival to be held in a few days. Your sister or daughter used to be like this, sitting next to the teacher, opposite to the teacher? Recite the lyrics and poems to be eulogized carefully; The little soul is trying hard to taste such a period of thoughts in time and space? On the edge of the little girl’s recitation, there was also a soundtrack playing. I only knew that there was lingering aftertaste of my unknown bitter violin, just like a spacious stage and an empty theater, A daughter’s solo dance; A quiet dusk, on the open riverbank, overlooking the deep eyes like running water. Now, outside the huge glass window, it is a little gray weather after rain, the campus is full of new green gardens, and there are also soil that has just been refurbished and met with morning rain, and it is preparing to redress, according to the figure that I don’t know who designed it, I want to sprout unknown plants. At the top of the window on the fourth floor, there were a few birds falling down from time to time. With a sound, it turned green, and the tide was green; Then there was a quiet picture. This period of time and scenery is brand new, how long will it take to leave? It is an instant and unreal imprint, forming, dissipating, slowly, slowly, unfolded and sluggish, and faded. When you calm down, you can see all the poetic and human feelings in this life, with slight light scattering, Green sound and Blue sound, which is very comfortable. If at this moment, the door was opened with a loud sound, and a lot of right and wrong or redundant Affairs poured in, then this illusion disappeared at once. Disappear, calm heart. 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…