Don’t

I often read newspapers and books. When I read some leftover men and women or other love stories, I cannot help sighing that they are struggling for great love in their lives, and when they fail to pursue it, some chose to die. Life is precious. Life can’t stand the test of time and frustration in the eyes of some people. Although most people do not choose to die, they always immerse themselves in the bitter sea and cannot help themselves. Why bother? Why can’t you laugh at life? Maybe you are still struggling in the bitter sea, while the person who makes you sad and suffering is enjoying life freely, but he doesn’t care about your feelings. People say that our life is full of sunshine, then let sunshine shine into our life all the time. But in feudal society, countless young men and women got married first and then fell in love. They cultivated their feelings after marriage. Many of them didn’t know what their partners looked like until they entered the wedding room on the wedding day, after living a period of time, I found that my partner was such a person, and then my relationship was gradually cultivated. Didn’t I live happily as usual and grow old in vain? It is true that it is best to have an emotional foundation first and then combine it. Nowadays, we are free to fall in love without arranged marriage, but I think there should be more tolerance. Think about it. In your personal life circle, the opposite sex who is truly 100% satisfied is almost zero. You don’t like some of the other’s problems. Maybe you have some problems that will make the other person uncomfortable, why do you ask your opponent to have no shortcomings at all? Don’t set your threshold too high, and don’t look at yourself too clearly. Those older young people pick and choose, I’m afraid that there will be no choice at last. There are a lot of things to do in life. Maybe the other half of your choice is the one who can bring you happiness most! Don’t suffer yourself for love. When you read more documentary literature magazines such as intimate friend, love, marriage and family, you may find that you have already lived a happy life, we know that the so-called happiness is not proportional to money and material wealth. Happiness is a feeling and a psychological state. Love both sides can support each other, tolerate each other, be considerate and support each other, which is undoubtedly the happiest. What is love? I think love is the greatest tolerance. If you learn tolerance, you can reap sweet fruits and happiness of love. The kind of people who eat in the bowl and watch in the pot should be said to be irresponsible. It should be said that when you read countless people, you will find that there are indeed many people who are better, more desirable and more patient than your lover. However, how can everything make you happy? Meet! Besides, marriage has only one choice for myself. Since I have chosen, why bother to love others? Facing those excellent people who are beautiful, you can enjoy and make friends, But you can’t go against your own love, which should be the moral bottom line of a person’s love and marriage. How can a person who even loses the moral bottom line be trusted and respected by others? It’s better to settle down. Don’t suffer yourself for love, and don’t put yourself into troubles and pains one after another. Laugh to life, life will repay you! Like (prose editor: indifferent) 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…

My most

I once wrote a story about love. I have also read many stories about love. There is the desolation of where will die and the earthshaking beauty. There is a shock of falling in love at first sight, as well as the endurance of years of care. Love, no matter in that era, has thousands of styles. But no matter what kind of love it is, it is beautiful. It is the great emotion that poets and singers have been praising for thousands of years. However, what I like most is still the love with long flowing water and staying together. She is a traditional woman in her heart. If she chooses a person, she hopes to stay with each other and help each other. The best feeling in my eyes is like this. I remember listening to friends talking about the relationship between her grandmother and grandfather. Very classic and common love story. The daughter of the rich landlord fell in love with the talented children of the poor family, but it was no surprise that the family strongly opposed them. Then, the daughter of the landlord family married the children of the poor family by breaking off the relationship with the family. After all, it was the God who lived up to her, and the children from poor families earned a sigh of relief. In the year when their first child was born, they were successful in business and their family was getting richer and richer. My friend said that the two old people were more than 60 or 70 years old, but they often went to travel with two people without saying a word, saying that they would spend two centuries. It seems that in the present era, there are always many stories of divorce, domestic violence and affair. People can’t help wondering whether the so-called love is really so fragile? What a beautiful feeling can’t match the erosion of time. But my friend said that because of her grandparents, she believed that in this world, there would always be beautiful feelings that would never be abandoned, and there would be someone who would love me and marry me, then Let happiness continue. I also believe. In this world, there will always be a beautiful man. When we meet each other, I will know that the person I am waiting for is you. Just like what Zhang Ailing once wrote, meet the person you want to meet among thousands of people. In thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, there is neither one step earlier nor one step later, happened to catch up. After many years, I can call out a sentence, my dearest. I have written many women, gentle, beautiful, talented and scheming. It is a pity that I am not a beautiful woman, and I can even say that I am not even beautiful. Introverted, but changeable temper, not good at expressing yourself. There is no talent, but the temperament of being silly is getting stronger and stronger with the growth of age. So dear, I don’t know if I can give you the best self when I meet you for many years. But no matter before or after meeting you, I will try harder to make myself a better person. Maybe it will never become beautiful and moving, look forward to life, or be talented. Maybe it will be more thoughtful to deal with things, more thoughtful to think for others and more confident to be capable and mature. But more, perhaps naive, silly, is still changeable temper, need you to understand patiently. The edges and corners on my body will not be wiped away by time. However, at least I will try my best to make you not regret and make you feel the same joy as me, because I meet the suitable partner in my life. You won’t regret choosing such a woman to join hands with you for a lifetime. My dear, would you like to go through the years of life with me? When the prosperity is over, I am willing to grow old with you. There are always thousands of kinds of love in the world. Everyone has a love story belonging to everyone. Sooner or later, but always write. Every relationship needs to go through the test and the precipitation of time. To be honest, most love will gradually become a kinship after years of daily necessities. An inseparable family affection. But when people who love each other have gone through their whole lives, seen the most passionate and vigorous years of each other’s life, and seen each other gradually mature after years of polishing, in the end, when we are together and go old, we will always remember that when we were young, we were so happy and loved wantonly. Grandpa once told me: all people will grow old and all people will die. But with your grandma accompanying me, I think I will be more open to aging and death. Qi Kuo said to Zi Cheng. Hold your hands, and you are both old. It’s probably like this. Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) 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…

Light

In the morning, I suddenly received the notice of power outage, and the company had a holiday. I was already on the way and lost my direction instantly. So he parked the car on the side of the road, and hit the double jump. The hot air conditioner screamed. Just like that summer, I lay on the steering wheel and turned over the address book several times without dialing any number. I think loneliness means that there are many people around you, but none of them is around you. The newly decorated KFC, with warm yellow lights, finally got a little temperature in this cold winter below zero. I ordered a cup of coffee. The waiter said there was no sugar. It doesn’t matter, I don’t add sugar. Just turned on the air conditioner, few customers, abnormal cold. I was holding a warm coffee cup, still trembling with cold. When I went out in the morning, I saw a woman holding a teddy, which was exactly the same as little Amy. I really want to go up and ask, but I know that even if I find an identical Teddy, it is not a little Amy. Suddenly I missed it. It shouted at me and licked my feet. I tried my best to dodge it and still stuck. But as long as the morning orders, it will be obedient. Before seeing such a clever dog, I thought it was a cat. I sent a week’s message on WeChat platform without any news. I am don’t like small animals, but this is the only thing I can do for Chen Chen. Although she doesn’t lack warmth, although I still don’t understand why laughter is replaced by silence. People, sometimes they are just stupid. Knowing that there is no way ahead, we still have to reach the end. Not waiting forever, just because of the encounter of that season. I will meet you in a season, and I will always miss you. A dew in the morning, a crescent moon, plain brocade year, just wait for a smile looking back silent bow, dizzy open a paper lingering. 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…

See don’t

Time flies like an arrow, the Sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, and the season turns again unconsciously. Suddenly, I find that the hot summer has gradually gone away, and it is another autumn of the year. This rich and quiet season was dancing in the cool wind. She waved gently with strong and colorful ink, making the world in front of her so beautiful and charming. The green and green of autumn do not lose the vitality of life, the Golden of autumn dyed the rich colors of life, and the orange of autumn is enchanting the intoxicating romance. Autumn is a season made up of colorful colors. It is white and pure, blue is crystal clear, green is verdant, yellow is golden, red is romantic, autumn, she interpreted all the colors as the ultimate beauty. I like autumn, smelling the smell of autumn wind, following the direction of white clouds, making my body and mind surrounded by clear blue. The blue sky brings my thoughts into the vast and profound space. Be careful to meet the blue sky, the slightly cool breeze, the gentle but not hot sunshine. All the noise has already disappeared in the corner of autumn. Everyone wants a peaceful and quiet life. In fact, the worries in life have nothing to do with others, and all the worries are caused by their own hearts. If you want to make a peaceful world, it is actually very simple. You can melt your heart into the emptiness and depth of autumn, and cool the silk coming towards the Yao, let your mind go, and let your desire go with the wind, at this time, you will feel relaxed and open-minded, and you can feel the brightness and beauty of autumn carefully. I like autumn, and I like to lean against the window to watch the autumn rain. One autumn rain and one cold. Several days of continuous autumn rain moved the wheel of season conversion. The gloomy sky and the suddenly cool air brought people into a sad season. Lean against the window to see the delicacy and softness of autumn rain, smell the faint cool breath, let your thoughts melt into the lingering and missing of rain, let your thoughts fly. The rain in autumn gives me a day when I can think quietly, but I can think quietly about the past and future of my life, miss my friends who have not met again for a long time, and miss some thoughts in my heart. When the gentle wind passed by the window, Qiu took the missing to the room which was a little cold and cheerless, I had smelt your elegant breath, lingering around the small room, and a kind of long-lost warmth encompassed in the room, until my mind gradually settled at night. I like the rain in autumn and the wind in autumn, which makes me feel a little bit sad in the plain days like water, and also makes me full of warm thoughts in the dull days. I like to stroll along the Riverside after rain in autumn. The View trees of the city are still deep dark green, and the ancient Bluestone Riverside has already been covered with a thin layer of fallen leaves. The deep sky accelerated the ending time. The orange light gradually lit up the city’s glory. The prosperity and desolation of the world were performed here at the same time, which seemed to give people a hazy illusion. It is the autumn wind and fallen leaves that set off the brilliance of the city lights, or the contrast of the city lights that makes the fallen leaves more sad. Maybe in the short life in this world, prosperity and ending are just a process of experience and a satisfactory experience in life. Only after experiencing can we understand the true meaning of life, it will precipitate intoxicating mellow fragrance. Therefore, I like to walk on the edge of this small city, looking up against the Golden Wind, appreciating the dim lights of the small city, watching the beauty and helplessness of autumn leaves flying, listening to the falling sound of autumn leaves, feeling the leisure of knowing autumn leaves all the time, it is true to realize the plain in life. Autumn is a rich season. I like the autumn in the countryside. The rice is Golden everywhere, and the fruits are ripe and fragrant, which is a season of harvest and joy. I like to stroll along the country path to see a real autumn. Look, the autumn wind came in the deep valley, passing through the mountain forest in the distance and lightly falling on the golden rice field. I saw the Dancing joy, and I smelt the fragrance of rice overflowing the countryside fields. I like the feeling of being fascinated by the autumn in the countryside. I know that the autumn wind here can certainly wash away my troubles and worries, and return me an ordinary, plain and carefree life. Autumn in rural areas is different from autumn in cities, where the most original and quiet autumn colors, clear streams, fresh air, fragrant breeze and bright sunshine are well preserved, the cloud is so white, and the sky is so blue. I like the autumn in the countryside, where there is no noise and noise of the city. It is only quiet and pure, which makes people calm down, then build fences and plant Chrysanthemum in their hearts, and also has a pure and pure original heart. The boundless rice fields are rippling with the wind and the abundance of autumn. Some seeds will always sprout and grow, and some hard work will always have a harvest day. Life is not the same. As long as there is effort, there will always be gains. Whether it is the process of frustration and pain, or enjoying abundant pleasure, it is a kind of harvest and satisfaction, the warmth of life will finally bloom in the heart. I like to look at autumn from different angles, light clouds and wind on sunny days and far-reaching blue sky, light rain on rainy days and life geometry, dim lights and bustling ground in cities, and red leaves fluttering in the woods to realize the beauty of life, seeing her dispelling the desolation of autumn with a bright golden yellow and fragrance in the countryside. Autumn, unique Autumn charm, gorgeous scenery and abundant scenery give people a different quiet and beautiful life. 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…

So

When listening to the lecture of poet Yang Xiuli in Putu, I began to write down, thinking of the “gift” written by Polish poet mivosh: such a happy day/fog dispersed early in the morning, I am working in the garden …… now I want to say: at such a happy moment, I sit quietly listening to the poet Yang Xiuli sharing the poetic spirit in the city life. She has a moving posture and a splendid expression, gentle and calm. From the decomposition of the word “city” to her ideal city, and then back to Chongming, where she was born and grew up, she saw deep feelings every word, thinking of her old father and the green shade of that year, she still moistens her tired life. Facing this city full of indifference and alienation, she breathes with poetry and finds the eyes of her heart. Now her poetic feelings have come from “Mulberry love” to “amber garden of the city”, which is of vital importance to a poet. To understand her own past, she should open a new future, only by constantly broadening your spiritual vision can you face the lonely lamp of life more bravely, which is also a magnificent turn. She talked about the need of reminding of the spirit of poetry in an era where cities are increasingly full of fickleness, blindness, luxury, anxiety, vulgarity, falsehood, following the trend and so on. And quote Romain Rolland’s words to prove my own idea: the light of the sun is not enough, and there must be the light of the soul. I am deeply touched and deeply believed. As for the city spirit, she dared to discuss with Mr. Lu Xun. Taking the book of songs as an example, the Book of Songs presents the content and spirit of city poetry in many places, such as Shang song. When it comes to 25 references to Chinese people (citizens) in the Book of Songs, it is very important. Where is the starting point of the city and where is the starting point of the city’s poetry spirit? This question is very valuable. There is certainly a tradition of landscape and pastoral in China. As time goes by today, we can’t just lament that the pastoral will be useless, but also think quietly about why cities make life better when history develops to today? She had a clear understanding of the development of poetry. She also mentioned that the breakthrough of the May 4th new literature started from poetry, and then prose and novels. This is not only because she is familiar with literature history, but also because of the spirit she has been thinking about, constantly exploring and discovering the law of literature development and the light of soul, let your writing reflect the texture of literature and the light of thoughts all the time. Frankly speaking, before that, although I had heard that poet Ruyu and novelist song Hainian appreciated her a lot, and recommended this avant-garde and traditional female poet to me, I didn’t realize it was good when I got the book “The heartbeat of Snow Mountain” a few days ago. I even thought it was not her real level. Until this day, I shared some of her poems about the city, “the girl in the Subway”, “December, the existence of a collection of poems and advertising paper”, there is also her representative work “literature museum of traditional Chinese medicine: the afternoon of outpatient service or a prescription”, which is recognized by everyone. I began to look at her with new eyes. I focused on literature for two or ten years, and both love and hate were in literature, the poet Zhai Yongming jumped out of my heart at that moment. If Zhai Yongming had been exploring the darkness and confusion, gloom and depression in women’s hearts, then Yang Xiuli was exploring the pain and warmth in women’s hearts. This night, I read this song “literature museum of traditional Chinese medicine: the afternoon of outpatient service or a prescription” repeatedly, and even associated with simposka, “Everything is silent like a fan, it is not so important for a subject to be included in poetry. What matters is whether you can always find poetry from this dancing world. I began to agree with teacher song Hainian’s praise for her. She went through the so-called rural petty bourgeois feelings and the narcissism and self-righteousness of moaning without illness, and directly reached the texture of literature. Just like the writer Zhao Lihong’s comments on her: her poems are fresh, elegant and profound, and the images are rich but not complex. She expressed her inner feelings, but she did not leave the familiar life soil……. This inspired me a lot, not deliberately seeking for change, but I have lived in this city for nearly 15 years, can I find poetry and beauty with my hurried steps and tired eyes? Just like her song “These flat trucks lined up”, do we look at the symbols of these cities with poetic eyes? Rodin said: The world is not lack of beauty, but lack of eyes to discover beauty. At this time, I came to say: The world is not lack of poetry, but lack of soul to perceive poetry. Facing the great pressure of the world, we must be honest. Our hearts are gradually oppressed by life. However, only with the guidance of poetry can our hearts have a wonderful rise. Ye Jiaying said: The biggest advantage of learning classical poetry is to let the soul die. I think the same is true for modern poetry. We don’t have to be poets, but we can’t lose the poetry of life. Goethe said: Eternal women lead us to rise. This afternoon, I want to say that poetic Yang Xiuli leads us through the loneliness and loneliness of the city with poetic feelings, and feels the beauty and warmth of life. She also talked about the nobleness of spirit, the nobleness of poetry, and the Russian poet zvitayeva. Just last night, I specially looked at those great poets in the Silver Age: Brock, umilov, Akhmatova, Pasternak, Mandel Stam, zvitayeva, mayakov, and Ye saining. We often say how hard, difficult and painful we have been for literature. Please take a look at the misfortunes suffered by these great souls. We may drift, be sleepy, be confused and sad, but have you ever thought that this is somewhat melodramatic? Akhmatova is honored as the moon of Russian poetry. After suffering from the misfortune of personal life and the persecution of social life, she still firmly sang her own “Serenade” and became an eternal moon in the poetry circle. The value of Yang Xiuli lies in that she keeps the passion of life and praise for life in the indifferent and alienated city in this era of fame, wealth and power, and soberly undertakes the mission of a poet, she is a literary and artistic worker, and her literary creation is also a Explorer and treacherous person of human soul. She talked about how to keep and possess a pair of poetic eyes, which can be said to be the epigram that we can practice: persist in accumulation, keep sensitive, and win great freedom after being tied by ourselves, learn to deal with your boredom and weakness. I hear he relished. At that time, I wrote down the following sentences to her conveniently: The beauty of beauty of beauty of beauty of beauty of beauty of beauty of beauty of beauty of beauty of language like colored glaze after a period of struggling years the life presented is loud and clear from the love of mulberry to the moment the heart presents the light of amber the beauty of tranquility reveals stretch and high-the prescription soothes the cold of our long night. All the writings are looking for the light of the soul. On December 10th, because the sky in the poetry city is pure and bright, just listen to you quietly. Your voice is already an interactive link in heaven, I expressed my superficial understanding of poetry and my inner gratitude. This afternoon was my first power to listen to poetry in more than ten years of living in this city. She said that the spirit of poetry is a kind of humanistic idealism, not only romantic thoughts, but also an ideal and noble dream …… not only inheriting the cultural genes of the Chinese nation, it is also a kind of love and reflection for reality and for the future. At last, she encouraged every friend sitting here to walk on her own life steadfastly and diligently with a poetic heart by using “everything” written by poet Beidao and “facing the sea, spring blossoms” written by poet Haizi. What makes me feel particularly happy is that Ms. Yang Xiuli gave me her poetry collection “The city is like an amber Garden”, I believe that I will follow this collection of poems to carefully look at the city where I have lived for more than ten years, sort out my literary path, and then firmly and clearly use poetry to find the light of my 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…

Walk Alone

Maybe my heart falls into the distant mountains with the setting sun, and I always like to walk in the light breeze and dusk, looking at the mountains submerged by the sun, as if I am pursuing something: the past, the present and the future; Happy streams, the swaying branches are still the lost self. I can’t tell clearly what I am thinking about at this moment, and my steps are just moving mechanically, slowly stepping into the depth of dusk. The brisk footsteps fell on the winding path of streams and trees. Although it was raped by the hot sun in the daytime, the breeze blew my face here and the cool wind washed away the hot summer, leaving a little pleasant. In such a hot summer night, this place is the best place to go. However, my heart is still agitated and my mood is chaotic. The cheerful stream, like a sensible girl, gently twined around me, wanting to wash my worries with her clear body; The sound of the Valley cicada, like the magical sounds of nature, I intend to use the song as smooth as blood to inject vitality into my body; The branches on my head are luxuriant to dispel the hot summer and support a cool environment for me; The stones on the road are against my feet, as if reminding me to take every step carefully. Stretch out your arms to stretch your body and let the breeze roll over your tired body. I woke up with a sudden start, and The Black Path came over. Am I willing to let the night drown gradually? Can’t you find the way to come? No, I still have bright red blood on my body. I can’t go forward like this and immerse myself in a daze. Although the scenery here is beautiful, it is about to be submerged by darkness. Hurry back to the village and look around. There are lights everywhere. Praise on August 19, 2011 (prose editor: dropping ink into injury) 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…

si yue

From placing my home at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, I had an indissoluble bond with the peach forest on the slope. The peach forest was like a lover who made me look forward to it in the winter and appreciate and praise the peach blossom in the cold spring, peach blossom is the earliest blooming flower in April. It braves the cold of spring, proudly and wantonly bloom in the cold, blooming in the streets and lanes, blooming in the wild path of barren mountains, blooming in the courtyard roadside, blooming in the Willow Bank of the Chi Pan tree, walking in a row, on a slope, fresh, pure and beautiful peach blossoms are like gorgeous clouds and smoke, and the ocean like flowers is surging slightly. It seems that every tree and flower is a picture of poetry and painting, and a feast of vision. Looking closer, the fresh buds and flowers are like the first birth of life, which makes people happy. Such beautiful and gorgeous, pleasing to the eye, how can you not get drunk? Drunk in peach forest, in flower tree, in flower bud, in April world. In my dream, there seems to be a peach fairy coming to me gracefully …… since ancient times, peach blossom has been the sustenance and symbol of a good life and a good feeling. In the legends related to peach blossom, some verses and stories have a long history and are well-known. Cui Hu, a poet of Tang Dynasty, saw the red peach flowers reflecting each other in this door last year. People don’t know where to go. Peach blossom still laughs at the spring breeze, which can be said to be passed down through the ages. This poem implies a beautiful story of beauty and peach blossom, which is hard for poets to let go. While Tao Yuanming’s “The Peach Blossom Spring” has a long influence, one of which describes the journey along the river and forgets the distance of the road. Suddenly, peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps along the shore, no Miscellaneous trees in it, delicious grass, colorful and colorful, the fishermen are very different. Moving forward, I want to be poor. If the forest runs out of water, there will be a mountain. The mountain has a small mouth, as if there is light. Then I left the boat and entered from the entrance. Early ji xia is satisfied person. Ten steps to repeat the number of lines, suddenly enlightened. The land is flat and the house is just like it. There are good fields, beautiful pools, mulberry trees and bamboos. With the traffic in the buildings, the birds and dogs spread their eyes like the picture, which has become the immortal ink scroll peach blossom garden throughout the ages. A tree peach tree poem, thousands of tree florid for who Crazy? It is the beautiful sustenance and expectation for love. Tao and Li are all over the world, which is a praise for the teacher’s hard work in cultivating students to become talents. Jiang Dawei’s song “in the place where the peach blossom is in full bloom”, and I don’t know how many wandering thoughts and homesickness peaches are affected. It is the Angel of spring, the symbol of good luck, and it is not the king of flowers, but at the top of hundreds of flowers, it is the most beautiful and touching flower tree, like poetry and painting, which is into the eyes and heart. The grass tree soon returned, and there were all kinds of red and purple fighting fragrance. Just like the vivid scene described by the poet, the moment of spring is worth a lot of money, and the peach blossom is the first to bloom. Who can live up to such a good time? All the sleeping plants opened their sleepy eyes, and they all gathered their energy to make their hair grow and blossom in this January. The beauty of peach blossom is still swaying clearly in the spring breeze. Suddenly, I found that apricot, forsyea chinensis, Magnolia, cherry blossom, small pink, Yang and Willow, like young and beautiful girls, followed the peach blossom and appeared together, cluster Bloom, gorgeous and colorful. The yellow thin leaves on the willow branches, I don’t know when, have been tens of thousands of drooped green silk sash, yellow, light green small leaves, string by string, strip, hang down thousands of charm, shape is very charming. The noble peony was no longer reserved and hurriedly embroidered beautiful lotus bags. The green grass did not sleep soundly, but struggled to break the heavy pressure of the soil, stretching out the green leaves. Even the weak Wild Cherry surviving on the cliffs spared no effort to bloom out a piece of beautiful chardonnay flowers who cherish the time seem to remind human beings: teenagers and young people who are still studying on campus, those who are still busy at work, those who are still forging ahead in their career journey, and those who still want to sow in the field, cherish the good time! Don’t let life go! The situation is that the Youth Day will be dusk, and peach blossoms will fall like red rain. On April, time was in a hurry and passed quickly. Another few days passed. After several rains and several return winds, I saw the falling England fluttering. I felt a little pity in my heart, but I still liked it more. When the land is everywhere, when the fragrance of the trees is gone, the peach blossom is not intoxicated and satisfied with the prosperity and people’s favor of it, it secretly casts the energy in the body, and then casts it, is it worthy of learning for human beings to make a variety of sweet fruits and make the final contribution to people’s bite of the tongue? Sitting in the mountains in April, the tree is blossoming, and my mood is bright. It is not a fairyland, but also a zen heart, not a peach blossom garden, and a clear spring in my heart. Maybe it is when people enter the twilight years, one meter of sunshine, a small field and a drop of ink fragrance all make me cherish them! I learned to appreciate, to be happy, to praise and not to complain. Don’t complain that time is gone, don’t sigh that life is getting shorter and shorter, wish to accompany time, wish to accompany this kind of flower tree, make a candle, or make a spring silkworm, as long as the candle of life can still be lit, the Spring Silkworm must spit out the last trace to eulogize and praise all the beauty in the world. 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…

Way

There are scenery along the way. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw your parents smiling happily. When I was five years old, I went to the auditorium to watch a movie that night. I pretended to be asleep. You carried me behind your back, said and smiled, and went home with your feet deep and shallow. This journey was unforgettable to me. Sometimes, when I suddenly look back, it seems that I can return to the silly and innocent me before. There are scenery along the way. As soon as I stepped into the school gate, I saw a group of lovely and lively classmates in your primary school. Along the way, I won one hundred points for the first time, won the first prize, was criticized for the first time, and shared and shared with you for the first time. Day, pull out bed long untouched carton turned up. Between hands up and down, I smelt something but nothing, savored it carefully, and suddenly felt excited in my heart. Oh! I chuckled,, picked up a yellow paper, this is my primary school 2 grade plate with familiar tender handwriting, some contorted but without losing innocence. At that time, I was ten years old, and it was the age of innocence and misery. When I came back to my mind, I searched everywhere, but there was no one left. There was a kind of emotion in my heart that “my face is old, and the moment is beautiful”. It turned out that everyone is leaving each day forever! There are scenery along the way. You taught me that Confucius knew what he knew, what he didn’t know, and what he knew. I am honest about my learning attitude. Knowing is knowing. If you don’t know, you should consult your teacher. Don’t deceive yourself. And you are the teacher who gets up before the sun wakes up. With your company, the gate of Chinese characters and the ocean of English became the glorious scenery of my study. There are scenery along the way. When I stepped into the turning point of my life for the first time, a group of strange and enthusiastic people invited me to go to my colleagues ahead. With your company, my youth life shines brightly. A thing came back to my mind, and I gently held it up. My eyes were a “letter of breaking off friendship”. In those years, I was at odds with my friends, so I tried my best to write a book in a fit of pique (the writing was not so fast). I looked at those illogical sentences on the paper and laughed loudly. Things like “Breaking Up”, “never getting along with each other”, “never breaking the River” and so on, which made me feel cold, I don’t know how I thought of it at that time. The next day, I got along well with my friends and hung my shoulder. This letter can only be used to press the bottom of the box. Suddenly there was a sense of instant enlightenment “I am like an old man at dusk, recalling old contacts”. I looked at the scenery along the way, and my eyes slowly flowed out some glittering liquid. I was very happy, because the scenery along the way accompanied me to grow up. Life comes and goes in a hurry, my old days, the laughter and laughter that have never faded away, those familiar faces, all these are so clear and visible, it seems that youth is always there, the memory is still fresh, nothing has changed, but I still stand on the stage of youth, making the music of life Classic and sing all the way. 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…

No Xu

In a flash, the taste of the year is getting farther and farther, and the spring tide is approaching. After a carnival, the days will eventually return to calm. Unlike the green one downstairs in the office, which is evergreen all the year round, the inner entanglement about movement and quietness is like the transition of this season, and there is no clue because of the knot, I didn’t know what to do and what would happen in the new year because I didn’t have a clue, so I felt empty in my heart. I know this is because there is no goal, no plan and no sense of direction. If we change farmers, we have already planned which fields to plant which kind of rice in spring and which fields need water storage; If we change migrant workers, I am afraid that I am already busy on the assembly line of the factory, on the dusty construction site and on the tall scaffold. Sometimes I am squatting, standing or leaning when I am idle, or talking about interesting things we met during the Spring Festival while walking, there are also many people from all walks of life who are busy and full of idlers just like me, such as a little Gui Huo wandering on the edge of Yin and Yang, it seems so lonely and redundant. But there are not many opportunities like this in a year, just like the seeds buried under the ground in early spring, waiting for a spring breeze to wake up, waiting for a spring rain to moisten, then it covered the earth like the grass in the field. The life of Walking Dead is also very good. It is not specific to worry about a certain thing, nor is it specific to be happy about a certain thing. It is just walking without salt or light, and occasionally some Shadows float in front of you, sometimes it can be understood as the smoke of history, sometimes it can be understood as a familiar face, sometimes it can be understood as the desert Wall in northern Saibei, and sometimes it can be understood as a crowded water town in Jiangnan. It has passed the worry period of being overcrowded in the scenic spot. No matter how many people there are, no matter how many shops there are, it does not prevent you from sitting alone beside the water in a daze, and such a daze is not like a young man who misses someone specially, planning to rush to a date and thinking about giving him an unexpected gift. When I miss someone, my heart must be full, like the flowing water by the river, which makes the old elder grow longer, and my eyes become sad. When going to a date, you have to plan the time and place, and give gifts carefully. However, a person was alone in a daze, just like a cloud passing by in the sky. Everything happened on the ground was so bare without trace, regardless of where he was or where time went. Such a day is very decadent, just like leaning against the window on rainy days and listening to a soothing song. Because there is no lyrics, you don’t quite understand the author’s intention, just like duckweed drifting with the current. There is no stove, no conversation object, only the endless rain outside the window. There is no sign of the coming of this moment, maybe after a drink, or after dealing with something, it is like a suddenly broken string, then it will be shrouded in some kind of mood for several consecutive days. When you walk, you will kick stones on the ground without any reason, and you will sit on the hotel’s basin and wash your feet and laugh suddenly, I would stare at the TV for a long time without knowing what I was watching, and suddenly forgot a word when typing, just like a group of people who didn’t know where the thread end was left. The days of walking dead are extravagant. Don’t rush home in a hurry, don’t rush to jump for something, don’t worry about whether your stomach is hungry or your throat is dry, whether the stock has fallen, whether the housing price has risen, and whether the war has come. It is a faint part left in the crowd, a morning bell and drum ringing in the afterglow of the incense, and a trace of smoothness left after years of polishing. Such a day is also true. It forms a part of our life and is caught off guard. It does not need to be disguised, but is presented casually in front of you, making you optional. Life has a variety of tastes, each taste has its own unique taste, each taste must not be the whole of life, maybe a phone call, a text message, a talk, an unexpected thing will interrupt the order of life, our thoughts and thoughts, my beauty of Walking Dead, and then I will be coerced, entered another time and space without hesitation, February 24th, 2014 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…