Life

Wen/Ren Zuoping QQ524922862 in the morning, the cool wind, the feeling of cold blowing on the body, but had to complete a mission, a program, a rule of life, the so-called work, day after day, has become a habit of life, a chapter, have to integrate into the same crowd, in order to make a living, for their relatives, and for their better living-inscription in the morning, still in my sleep, the tired alarm clock will always wake me up at that moment, six o’clock, the first time, one alarm, two, repeatedly singing the music integrated into my mood, in Tian Zhen’s album “waiting”, the sadness of music makes my heart deeper, because only at the moment when music and heart blend together can I feel sleepy and force myself not to feel tired and clear up my brain, wait a moment, turn off the alarm clock, open the mobile phone web page, and see if the submitted manuscript has been selected and approved, and whether it has been displayed on the home page. This mood has become a habit. Sometimes, at the moment I opened the webpage, my heart was filled with relief, because the manuscript had been approved and displayed on the homepage. Sometimes I felt disappointed that some manuscripts had not been reviewed, I told myself that maybe the editor was too busy to edit and review the manuscript, and maybe I needed to wait some more time. So I put down the phone and thought quietly for a while, then got up and dressed. Start brushing your teeth, washing your face, washing your hair, arranging your hairstyle and clothes, brushing your shoes and making your bed. Then, turn off the router and all the power supply, and see if there are any neglected places, look at the decent clothes, the house is clean and tidy, carry your shoulder bag, lock the door, and then go to work. At the moment, the clock was at half past six. The alley was a little quiet. Almost a few people walked. When walking through the alley to the main street, they would see pedestrians with different directions. They should be office workers like me, who were also in a hurry. Crossing the stone bridge, I felt the wind in the morning, especially cool, the cold feeling blowing on my body, the biting cold, a little cold but helpless, because I didn’t go to work with a pleasant mood, instead, I think work is a kind of procedure, a kind of mission of my own, in order to be more fulfilling and better alive. On the way, the bustling street scenery is still, but I don’t feel refreshed. I just walk the same way every day, in the same mood, arrive at the place where I go to work, the supermarket, China Resources Vanguard, and go through the staff passageway, I came to the fitting room, changed the casual clothes, put on the work clothes, and then went to get breakfast, milk and bread, which was like this every day. Seeing that the bread was really unappealing to eat, I simply didn’t eat it and put the breakfast in the wardrobe, at 7 o’clock, I went to the store to start work, tidied up the work table, and then sold it. At 9 o’clock, I would get used to feeling a stomachache because I knew I was hungry, usually, as long as you are hungry, you will have a stomachache, then eat something, and the pain will recover immediately. At nine o’clock, the goods in the store were ready. Now you can go to have breakfast, take out milk and bread, come to the restaurant, make a cup of boiled water, and eat the breakfast reluctantly because you don’t like sweets, so bread is considered the most difficult food, but it is a pity to throw the free breakfast, so I ate it reluctantly. I can not be hungry for the time being, take a break to drink a glass of water, and then go to the store to continue working, during this period, we just tidy up the table and don’t let the goods be scattered. At eleven o’clock, go to have breakfast, the unit’s fast food, steamed buns, all kinds of meals, you can buy a meal to eat in the restaurant, the meal time is one hour, leave the restaurant at twelve o’clock to continue working, replenish the goods and tidy up the table, hoping to sell more goods and increase the gross profit. As a working partner, of course, I hope that the higher the gross profit is, the better I can get the bonus I should pay. At three o’clock, during normal off-duty hours, I felt happy at this moment, because I could finally play without scruple, confirm that there is no need to hold regular meetings, and then run faster than rabbits, quickly leave the hypermarket, go to the fitting room to change work clothes, clock in and out of work, sometimes, it is also convenient to buy dishes, daily necessities, and then go home. On the way home, I will feel completely relaxed, because the rest of the time belongs to me. At this moment, I will walk slowly, turn on the mobile phone, look at the circle of friends, and see all the dynamics of the mobile phone, go home with a mood that others cannot understand. However, my brain has never had a rest. I can think while walking. There are too many details to think about. Except myself, no one knows what I am thinking, five-flavor thoughts, sweet, bitter and bitter, but too many times, I get used to thinking, thinking about my so-called theme manuscripts, soul words from my heart, and letting go of my depressed mood. Maybe I am too silent when I am calm. Here, thoughts always dance and meditate in words. When I went home and opened the door, I suddenly had inspiration in the conception. I opened the mobile phone notes, began to express my feelings and words, began to sort out manuscripts, and sometimes wrote some short stories, sentences, poems, essays and different genres. After finishing the draft, I will wash my face and have a shower at the first time, and then Cook. I will turn on the computer during the time of cooking and eating, and turn on the music that integrates into my mood to relax myself, let your heart blend with music. After dinner, I will choose the submission platform and publish the sorted manuscripts on the platform. During this period, it will take a long process, typesetting, modification, and select some pictures of the submission application, until I feel that I am very satisfied with all the processes. I will pay attention to every detail, a punctuation mark, a paragraph, one more text, one less, and one wrong, which are totally impossible until I am completely satisfied. After submitting the manuscript, I will read some friends’ articles, some trends on the web page, and my own article website. We Media will open Baidu, check and search “Ren Zuoping”, looking at those articles approved and received by Baidu, you can see that my submission platform was found in Baidu at the first time, and then I would be pleased to share the articles approved and received, hoping that more readers will pay attention to it, giving the most insightful review is a sense of achievement. Although sometimes they would exchange for a little small contribution fee, they would be extremely excited and happy for several days. This happy mood was the happiest moment. However, many platforms do not have remuneration for contributions, but they still submit contributions day after day. Writing has become a habit, which is completely subject to thoughts. They do not care what the genre of writing is, and will insist on writing every day, it has become an inevitable procedure and a habit in my life. I didn’t turn off the computer until it was very late every day, and then lay on the bed to continue my hobbies. Every day like this, from getting up to getting off work to midnight, became a program, A chapter, a rule, my own life program. I spent the spring, summer, autumn and winter year after year. Every time after finishing the draft, I always touched myself at the first time and cried for my sad, gray, decadent and desperate words, I can’t remember how many times this sentiment is. I am used to expressing my own feelings, pouring out my own soul words, taking myself as the theme, opening my heart, letting myself go, and making my true self more real. To express my true feelings, truth is close to reality, from the bottom of my heart, without any cover, true monologue, even a sentence, is also the most real words in my heart, this is me, my true self, a dancer of soul, a clown dancing alone, and my own mood and mood. 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…

Roadside

The car went round and round on the Panshan Road to Shennongjia, making people fall asleep. Fortunately, one or two families could be found next to the circling Road, in front of the low and worn brick houses, occasionally, the flowers and trees they planted gave me a boost. I called out their names in the car happily from time to time, Rose! Crape myrtle! Hibiscus! Sunflower! Dali flowers can’t imagine that there would be someone planting flowers in such barren mountains, mountains and remote areas. It seems that there are not only literati and scholars appreciating flowers, and the pursuit of human spirit is far greater than our imagination. My friends in the car were confused about my actions. They thought it was ridiculous that I didn’t praise the mountains, or marvel at the viaducts or mountain tunnels, but stayed with these ordinary flowers and plants. How do they know what’s on my mind? In this remote mountain and Old Forest, the land is extremely precious. In front of their houses, behind their houses and beside the mountain forest, a small piece of land is planted with crops such as corn,, on such a precious land, they can still leave a living space for flowers and trees. How can I not be respected?! These flowers and trees planted in front of the House are neither enough nor herbs in Shennong’s back basket. From a practical point of view, they are useless. Their appearance made me see something shining on the plain peasants, a kind of brilliance with idealism. Human’s pursuit of spirit is always based on the satisfaction of material needs. The Prophet Mohammed once persuaded people to exchange one of them for daffodil when they owned two loaves of bread. The premise he emphasized was that people had to have two pieces of bread before changing daffodils. The implication is that if there is only one piece of bread, there is no need to exchange bread for daffodils when hungry. However, these farmers living in Shennongjia in front of me are lack of material and still do not give up the pursuit of beauty. When I sighed, my husband said with a smile: Aren’t you always longing for a peaceful life? How about building a thatched cottage here and leaving you here alone and visiting you once a year? No, I’m afraid. Are you afraid that the savage will rob you, or are you afraid that there will be ghosts at night? Of course there were no ghosts in the world. As for whether Shennongjia had wild people or not, it was hard to say that even if there were, it was estimated that they had already fled to a further place. I am afraid that I do not have the ability to survive in this land. Things in the world are often difficult to complete. I am tired of the noise in the city, but I can’t stand the loneliness in the mountains; I am eager to hover at a low altitude of from the ground, but I have to go back to live on the ground. Fortunately, I still hope that I can open up a small place in my heart to grow flowers and grass, just like these people living in Shennongjia. Let me appreciate these flowers in my heart and bring myself a little spiritual comfort during the interval of running and working for my life. Originally, I couldn’t do anything about a long journey, but during this trip to Shennongjia, I didn’t feel any discomfort. I could even climb mountains and take a car for seven hours continuously. Is it true that the flowers and trees planted by people in the deep mountain give me spiritual power? Now I can still remember clearly that the flowers scattered in front of people’s doors by the roadside in the window have bright red and bright yellow, there were mysterious purple, which flashed before my eyes. They were meeting and parting, but they were deeply left in my memory. 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…

Capriccio

I am loved Ba Jin. I can’t remember when it started. When I used to be, especially when I wanted to write something, I encouraged myself to recall, but the years were so persistent to people that I could remember them, that was still a good thing, but the problem was that I didn’t know when my memory was swallowed by time, and I knew nothing about how long I knew Ba Jin. Now I think like this, if I recall it someday, I will spend some time recording it. Although what I wrote was boring, it was at least my own thing, and I would not abandon it in the wilderness. I like Ba Jin’s business, just like other writers. I studied science in high school, but it seems that since junior high school, in my impression, I always had a dream of studying liberal arts. I had such a dream because I was still in a period of ignorance and ignorance. I accidentally contacted some literary works, at that time, although I couldn’t understand those profound, mysterious and philosophical things, I just thought they were really interesting, I am the dream of being a writer because of the little fun gained from words. This dream has always been buried in my heart, but surprisingly, my present writer’s dream is different from the previous one. I am not willing to tell the reason. Later, if there is an opportunity, I will write another article to explain it. With the dream of being a writer, I listened to the advice of our head teacher very obediently in the first year of high school, and asked me to stay in this class and continue to study science. At that time, I was quite obedient and never dared to act recklessly or violate any school discipline. At that time, because it was a senior one, it was the first time to enter the school. I was not familiar with the environment in other places, so my curiosity had to be put aside temporarily, put all your thoughts into learning. Although I was not a good student, my academic performance at that time was still eye-catching. In addition to my silent personality at ordinary times, the teacher decided that I would go to science day after day. World Qizhi? It is extremely inappropriate to judge a person’s future choice and outlet only from his superficial behavior, which depreciates others and elevates his identity. Don’t think I don’t talk at ordinary times and lack the ability to be talkative. But just because of my silence, I have my own hobbies, love reading and love literature. But what happened later was also funny, which made people laugh and cry. That was that I always wanted to study liberal arts in my heart, but it happened that my thoughts were tangled up in those days and could not be solved. As a matter of urgency, I gave the right of choice to my teacher, let me study science quietly. In this matter, everyone’s first impression is that I am not. Everything is impossible. All the options are in your hands. Finally, you regret finding out a lot of reasons and making up a set of lies to extort your crimes, this is not obvious that you lift a stone and hit your feet. If everyone replies to me like this, I will never say anything. I am willing to bear the sins I have done silently by myself. This may be a good ending for me and everyone. Now I tell these words one by one, in order to make my life easier and reveal some unhappiness in my heart, so as not to spread sadness all day long, I can’t live a happy life. Speaking of words, it would be nonsense for no reason. Now I even forget the original intention of writing this article. But all right, these words are my natural expression. Even in daily life, it is not easy for me to talk about these words to others, unless I am a friend who knows each other very well, only occasionally do I chat with each other after dinner. Most of the time, I always keep it in my heart and remember it alone. In the later days, there were so many trivial things that made me sad. I gradually threw my heart into the paper, hoping to meet three or two predestined friends, it can relieve my worries, and I will be satisfied. I don’t have any cultural self-restraint, nor is it a celebrity. I don’t even have a clear idea and theme for writing articles, so I had to borrow a name from old Mr. Ba Jin with a thick face, which was the three words of random record at the beginning of the article. Under the guise of everyone’s sign, I think it is not a crime of killing the head. Now, it’s just temporary. I also said something to say, but I can’t figure out what I want to explain. Maybe I think too much. I remember reading a sentence before, the writing is very good, and I also remember it very clearly. It says like this: there are some things, I have a headache when I think too much, and I have figured out my heart ache. This is what I look like. I am not only curious about life, but also in awe of it, even in fear and fear sometimes. 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…

Dongpo

This story happened in modern times, which was the Mid-Autumn Festival in 2014. A scholar drunk beside Su Di had a bizarre dream the night before. There was a portrait of Su Dongpo in his central room, in his dream, he clearly saw Su Dongpo walking down from the painting. He looked at the sky. White clouds were floating in the sky. His heart was thinking, isn’t this a dream? It should not be. This is the real Su Dongpo. When Su Dongpo stepped onto the bank of Su, he picked up a bowl of wine and walked towards Su Dongpo, singing loudly as he walked: The Red Bridge line is full of light waves, the breeze of ten miles kisses the green lotus. wan zhao afterglow destroy Tower laugh, Sudi good wine to Dongpo. Su Dongpo was deeply moved. He took the wine and drank it off. Su Dongpo, who wanted to go to a quiet bar to drink, was embarrassed to go away at this time. So he followed the drinker to the busy drinking place. After entering the door, Su Dongpo was shocked, I couldn’t help sighing: Wow, the hall is very busy, swordsmen and beauties are like clouds! Everyone looked at Dongpo with suspicious eyes. Why did an antique come from the modern bar? Seeing that many swordsmen and beauties were confused, Su Dongpo introduced himself that I was a gifted scholar in the Northern Song dynasty, named Su Shi, Zi Zhan and dong po. Later, he called me the most famous capitalist in the Northern Song Dynasty. You may not understand what this capitalist said? I have to introduce it to you first from the name. Who knows why I am called Shi? And listen to me slowly I was born in a very special place. My mother was on her way in a carriage when she was in labor. She gave birth to me in front of the carriage. This Shi was my birthplace. Why do you choose Zi Zhan? This was what came one after another: my mother just gave me a lifetime, and the groom was driving the carriage on a fast March, running fast. I felt that it was very dangerous. I was so scared that I opened my eyes wide and looked at the direction ahead. I was afraid that there might be a little mistake. My father Su Xun was the old man of Su laoquan. He saw this situation, greet my mother and say loudly: Look, look, Zi Zhan, Zi Zhan. It means that my son is looking forward with his big eyes open, so I have this word. As for the number Dongpo lay scholar, although the number was taken later, it was also related to birth, because when I was born, the carriage was galloping on an eastern slope facing the sun, it’s natural to get it. When I grew up, in order to remember my mother’s hard work forever, I made a study on the east slope, facing the West, and named the study Dongpo Zhai. This thing was highly recognized by the later people, and this lay scholar was also well-known. However, it was beyond my expectation that Su Dongpo was so famous later! Besides, why does someone call me a capitalist, Instead of being a litterateur, calligrapher, gourmet, poet or poet? There is a reason for this. If friends search on Baidu, they will surely know the story that fertilizer does not flow to outsiders. This is my privacy. I’m sorry to tell you directly. A good man made a riddle on the Internet, which was a capitalist. It was not about how rich I was and how big my family was, but about how rich I was, therefore, the fertilizer and water did not flow to the fields of outsiders. After introducing my identity, let’s talk about why I want to walk around this Su Di today. I used to take a walk in the evening. Since the people here respected me and named this dike Su Di, I have been very moved, but I am embarrassed to come to see it. This evening, I thought that everyone would go to watch the moon, and each of them would have Activities. So I wanted to go here alone to find a secluded pub for a drink. I also walked along the bank by the way, but unexpectedly I stepped on it, it is seen by you enthusiastic drinkers and scholars. I am deeply touched by your hospitality, so I can’t move my steps! At this time, it was getting dark and the lights were on. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, although the weather became cooler, everyone drank wine, making the body hot and the atmosphere warmer. In the lively atmosphere, someone suddenly asked Su Dongpo to write a poem. Dongpo was not polite either. Under the soup, he refurbished a song named “when is the moon with water melody” written before, and read it: when is the good wine? Having to ask blue sky. It can be known that today and evening, 2014. I don’t take the wind to return, why fear qionglou Yuyu, the height is not cold. Dance to figure out the shadow, happiness in the world! There is no need to tremble too much in the latter part, just use the last sentence: I wish you a long time and live together for thousands of miles. After Su Dongpo read these words, he thought that he couldn’t stay here for a long time. He had to find a way to get out. Otherwise, what should he do forever? Therefore, he continued: Dear friends, Su has something important to do with, so he can’t have more time with you. Let’s give you a song “Mid-Autumn Moon”: the dusk clouds are collected and the cold is overflowing, yinhan silently turns to jade plate. This night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year. After reading it, he turned around and walked to the door. For the first time, he said again: there are still many words to say, but there is no choice but to go to the east. The waves are gone, and the romantic figures of thousands of ages come to mind. I think, I feel that I am already affectionate and should laugh at me. I have been born early! Finally, I would like to add that actually I am not old. Don’t look at the word I wrote: old man is talking about juvenile craziness, left is yellow, right is bright. Golden hat, mink fur, thousand riding roll, hirakoka. If you want to report to the Imperial Guard of the whole city, you should shoot the tiger and see Sun Lang. The wine is full of wine, the chest is still open, the temples are slightly frosted, what’s the matter! Holding the festival in the cloud, when will Feng Tang be sent? Can hold the carved bow like a full moon, look Northwest, shoot the wolf! But I am only 977 years old this year, very young, a standard handsome guy! This is the dream of that Xiuke. I stole it and posted it here, laughing with my blog friend! 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…

Except

First, in my memory, there are two places called lakes. One is Qinghai Lake, the other is Daming Lake. It is said that they are not lakes in the strict sense. Qinghai Lake, Xue Xiaochan said, that was a blue tear in her heart. Great Lake. Lao She said that although it was one of the three major scenic spots in Jinan, it was far from as loud as the name. In fact, it is neither big nor unknown, Nor Lake. After reading it, I just smiled calmly. They were all far away from me, and I was unable to inspect and verify them. It is the place where I live in Yingshan. There are three lakes. The scenery of West Moon Lake is just the wishful vision of literati. Drop it or. And wang long hu. I went there on Children’s Day last year. What impressed me deeply was the lake water with different colors under the sun. According to the leaflet, it belongs to the provincial forest park. The Lake turns around the mountain, overlooking the lake, like the figure of a dragon. Therefore, it is named after this. Beautiful scenery and quiet environment. Said of good. As for whether it is a resort for tourism, vacation, summer resort and recuperation, I am not good at commenting. Only those dead vines and vines, ruins and broken walls come to answer! Secondly, it is known as the second largest reservoir in northern Sichuan, (I also began to use the word “Northern Sichuan” that I hate deeply). It was built in Qingshui reservoir in 1956. Later, I didn’t know why, and it was not easy to change my name, so I became Qingshui Lake. According to the information, the reservoir area is nine twists and eighteen turns, with beautiful scenery, and it is also a good place for tourism, leisure and health preservation. I admire the regimen of Yingshan people very much. To be honest, I came and went to Qingshui reservoir and walked for five years. How many times have I passed, I really can’t remember. Every time I saw the fishing area surrounded by nets, I was worried about the city dwellers in the county. It was from here that they drank tap water in their stomachs. So every time I refuse to look at the Lake closely. Looking from a distance, it is really beautiful with mountains and rivers, fishing songs, raft shadows, and smoke water. It is really pleasing to the eye! Besides, in the background of my constraint, there is no lake to show off. Fortunately, a photo of a group of friends last year, about the night view of the Lake of Shengzhong Lake, made me excited: where to go and have a look! Thinking Day and night, I encouraged my three-foot tongue to start my husband to take a walk-as-you-go trip. As a result, his greedy worm was seduced out, but I retreated. I was still afraid of disappointment, so I had to wander for a while. Mumu told me that when it was very hot in summer, I went to live by Shengzhong Lake for a night. Everything was silent, with sound, clear and cool heart. There was no better place than it! As I said, I kept nodding at the end of the computer. Second, now, it is necessary to explain Shengzhong Lake to friends far away. Shengzhong Lake is on the southern territory. In Nanbu county, what attracted me was neither the footprints of Dayu, the hero of water control who had passed the House for three times, nor the reputation of the famous Guihua city and the fishing city in the country. It’s the rising Bell Lake that I don’t know my life experience. Shengzhong Lake, I asked a colleague who went there a few days ago. He said that it was a fairyland in the world, with sparse visitors, not as bustling and crowded as common scenic spots, not impetuous, and quiet around. The natural scenery is very good, the mountain is green, and the water is green. People are also idle. The blue waves do not ripple, but in the sun, they are still glittering. At this time, I think I am just a bird flying low above the lake. Besides, I continued to lure him to say more good things. The fish is delicious somewhere. It is very fresh and smells like fish. I laughed at him for his delicious mouth. And? The cultural landscape there is well made. The visible stones are engraved with ancient poems, which is very eye-opening. Moreover, many literati sculptures in Sichuan are also beautiful and handsome. Hehe, I am interested in this. I saw Xue Tao who was beautiful and talented in the photo, and also left her a Stone Place. It seems that the people in the South are really interesting! In the end, he said, you ‘d better feel it yourself. If you don’t be on the scene, you can’t say the benefits! Teacher sanmingqi wrote that Shengzhong Lake was neither built by Nanchong people nor by Southern people. I believe this. Because I am not from the south and have never been there. But at the moment when the horse cherry blossoms were rustling, they were full of strong yearning. As a result, tears and spots hang down on the pillow. Thinking of this place which made me feel wronged, I was so rebellious that I wanted a huge disappearance. I couldn’t say clearly, but the light blue, the light blue left from the clouds, the clear soup and the lack of water, made me lost my soul. Just want to go, just want to go! If we say that the unforgettable scenery in my heart is an image. In the Deep South China Sea, there is a pink purple triangle plum tree. The ancient town of Zhouzi is just a string of rusty chains. So what about Shengzhong Lake? It is a cloud, a boat, an idea, both of which are not. Subconsciously, I am happy with the water. At more than one year old, they poured enough nutrients into the fat pit and hurt the seedlings, so that they were not tall. Fortunately, Lord Yan, I think I am a little stingy, and I don’t want to take it in, so I grow up now. Therefore, I am thanks to the water and get close to it. It is not because I am kind. I think it is a part of my body. I once swore bitterly that I would not read any more poems or modern free-style poems written by people nowadays. No longer believe in those unforgettable travel advertisements. But Shengzhong Lake made me break my promise. I believe that the literary friends feel relieved. I long for the warmth of the candle light on the isolated island. I will take a collection of poems I like and sit beside her. I will read many friends and those poems silently. I am not a reed that can think. But “my love in the water”, I will read it to the people around me, those birds, those winds, and those trees, and those mountains: fish shed tears in the water, I also serve my flowers in the crystal castle in the water my tearful flowers those people who make happiness do not know how to love or how to feel painful and open in the water like flowers flowing I can imagine happiness in the water pain in the water tears in the water my final body is also in the water does anyone see the water burying our sadness, buried my body of eight thousand miles buried everything including love I will tell my friends far away. At this moment, the sunshine is very good, neither thick nor light. I sat in a strange place and read your verses. Happiness is so simple that only the blue in front of us is left. The feeling of living again is so wonderful! Thanks for Qinhuangdao’s smile! Fourth, about Shengzhong Lake, this place is too beautiful to say much. I had to write two poems of Mount Tianzhu with the help of Mount Huangshan Valley to end: I felt more difficult to write down because I was sad to embrace the wonderful scene! 2015.3,2 likes (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…

War-style

Hearing people talking about the characters’ mental journey in The Legend of Miyue, the story is permeated with more emotion and heart tightly tangled and interceded, which is like the first sight when spring blossoms and catkins are dancing, it is also like the warm embrace under the hazy Autumn Moon and the lingering feeling in the warm room on a snowy night. But there is always an invisible thread in the heart. When the love is strong… the love is crazy… the love is excited and even the love is weak, the audience and the heart are asking at the same time: is the heart at ease? Heart in? Heart in where? Unfortunately, I saw a little story of wind… tree… leaves, feeling deeply in my heart.. The story tells that the wind is pursuing leaves and promises to give them a more wonderful world. Leaves hesitate to ask for the advice of the tree. The Tree says: If you don’t leave, I will not give up. Finally one day, the leaves were moved, so they drifted with the wind. When he left, he asked the tree: why don’t you persuade me to stay? The tree said proudly: You are not the only leaf in the world. It asked Feng again: why are you chasing me? Feng answered sincerely: because there are no identical two leaves in the world. Leaves silence. Is the tree unable to love, or is the wind too persistent? In fact, the tree loves leaves too much, but in order to satisfy the wish of leaves, it does not retain them. The wind satisfies the fantasy of leaves, but when leaves enjoy the novel world, the wind stops. So the leaves fell into mud, grinding and melting the dust. The tree was very sad, regretting that it did not retain and tightly dragged the leaves. The wind continued to blow without any sadness, because it satisfied the leaves, and the leaves had to pay the equivalent or even higher price. Is the leaves not worth cherishing, or is the wind too ruthless? We should all think: We always wait for a long time, when we can’t return, we will know that what we give up by ourselves will never come across again in the later days. If the heart does not move, the wind can do nothing. If you don’t hurt, the years will be all right. “The wind of Sorrow” is so soft that it turns into a virtual ghost, and leaves lean against duckweed with flowers. It is not the rain and snow falling in the air, but the mood is always in the wind. The heart ape is hunting for novelty, but it is difficult for the horse to keep the heart tree. Foliage Yiyi how much matter, committed to Cypress evergreen. 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…

“Why

At night, a man searched the TV station aimlessly to watch some good TV series, and occasionally turned to the TV series “How to Play”. The sweet smiling faces of male and female hosts attracted me, I continued to read the story, and the plot was too much to stop. I was moved by the love between He Yichen and Zhao mosheng holding hands and growing old with him, and he Yimei loved He Yichen, exclamation: he Shengliang was helpless when he gave birth to Yu. And Zhao mosheng’s heart has never been put into Ying Hui from beginning to end. The plots of the story attracted me to look down one by one. I was eager to make a fortune in the magazine field with my young and passionate creativity, but the TV series were so beautiful, it caught my eyes and my dream ran aground. He Yichen and Zhao mosheng, the stories of these two protagonists are simple and warm, which deeply touched me. Seeing two people from falling in love-separation-reunion-marriage, the plot did not have too much waves, the complete works told us such a story by stewing old duck soup with slight fire, but I still found the feeling of heartbreaking and heartbreaking in such TV series. He Yichen had been waiting for his sweetheart for seven years, and he said that if that person ever appeared in the world, everyone else will become OK. To don’t want to do, why Chen waited 7 years,-in this realistic society, and there are a few people can like why Chen as keep long lonely. There are too many external temptations, and only when Chen aimusheng loves deeply into the marrow can he be so determined in his heart. While watching TV series, I told stories to my lover on the internet and wanted him to accompany me to watch TV, but like a mature man, he disdained this kind of love drama. The trifles of life, the pressure of work and the temptation of society made him like a spinning top, so he had the leisure to concentrate on this kind of thing, if your lover is gone, you can find it again. Anyway, there are a lot of beautiful women around you. Because you don’t have the same language with your lover, I will advertise this TV play to my friends that it is beautiful and dedicated, affectionate men always attract women deeply. After my friends saw it, they didn’t talk about it. In the future, they will look for the kind of He Yichen when looking for their husbands. When I was a child, I watched a Dream of Red Mansions or liangshanbo and Zhu Yingtai, and sometimes I didn’t watch such a love tragedy. This time I met “how can I be happy”, the love in the play is the perfect love in my heart. When I was young, I once thought that I loved someone, just as the novel said, when he came back from work, he rushed to open the door, give him a kiss and a big hug. In the evening, the two cook together, making all kinds of delicious food with beautiful colors and good tastes, and praising each other with disgusting feelings. On weekends, we went out of the street together, went to the amusement park to play, and took all kinds of funny photos. There were endless words. Living in a bright big house, every day’s mood is as beautiful as blooming. But there is no such beauty in reality. I once talked about love with a group of friends, who thought it was just a TV play. A friend said that her lover, as long as she was sick, he would put his hands together and pray for her, asking her not to walk before him, otherwise, He can’t live his next life. Another friend said that they never asked each other. When he went to socialize, she went dancing, she went to socialize, and he ate hot meals at home alone. As for another friend, she loved a man like Zhao mosheng, but the man felt that he was too bored with people, so that he had no room for life, and he had poor immunity to temptation in society, confused by the colorful life outside, how can you always face the yellow-faced woman. While Huang-face woman often at night alone, thinking that he was watching other women smiling lightly, so she would be inexplicably absent. When she came back, she would write some missing words in the words, let the words share with others on the internet. When tasting loneliness after each success, the mixed journey of pain and hatred will come to my heart together. This is the difference between ideal and reality. From floating in the clouds to gradually falling to the ground, people also know that the illusion of love in the play can be followed by love, imagine its beauty, write a sentence, Long-lost love is always OK. There are many beautiful love poems in the world, but the happiest must be this sentence holding hands and growing old with you. What “how to play” wants to express is such a kind of happiness. At the beginning, I couldn’t fully understand the marriage between life and death, and told Zi Cheng. The meaning of holding your hand and growing old with you is also moved by life and death. Gradually growing up, I like these two poems more. In the world of love, vigorous and gorgeous, but it is hard to find a peaceful and stable life together., After watching TV, I deeply realized the hand of holding my son, and the happiness of getting old with him is nothing more than this. The story of Yichen and mosheng is more than tens of millions in reality. Love, misunderstanding, separation, if you want to be happy, the ending is that two people who have experienced vicissitudes smile at each other, accompanying the future life, if you regret, the ending will be their own regrets, resentment, what is rare is their persistence in love. It’s hard for people in the society to stick to it. For some unfairness, some people always feel very helpless. They are tired of dealing with fate and have cared about what they should care about, the efforts that should be saved were all in vain, so some people chose to run away regardless of everything, with the attachment of others and themselves. How many people are happy like mosheng in reality? The Internet is virtual, the novel is unreal, the characters are fictional, and the story may be real. However, at least I have never encountered such love. In this impetuous era, in this era when love begins to eat fast, in this era when it is known that losing love can be recovered only by one weekend, the steadfast and infatuated love, it has become a beautiful fairy tale, Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) 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…

Qingming

Every time around Qingming Festival, the world suddenly becomes busy. Trees are busy making branches and leaves, decorating the beauty of spring with pieces of broken jade. All kinds of flowers are competing to open, competing for excellence and beauty, looking forward, attracting bees and butterflies. Swallows spread their wings diagonally and shuttling back and forth in the air, calling friends to guide their companions, catching insects and mud, and building warm nests of love one by one with hard work. Before the Earth woke up from a deep sleep, it was loose and soft, so she greeted every guest who came into her side with sleepy eyes, offering them a wisp of fragrance. After experiencing the baptism of winter, the field was silent; Only a line of green potatoes had just spread out two round leaves. The rain seemed to be ashamed of the drying up of the winter, using diligence to make up for the past sins, fluttering, pattering, coming with the wind, going with the wind, 1.1 drops to lubricate everything in the world. As the saying goes, a year’s plan is in spring and spring, and a day’s plan is in the morning. The harvest of a year depends on the layout of the spring, which is exquisitely crafted; After the lively Spring Festival, the paper money in the pocket has already been empty, at the end of the street, there are always migrant workers shuttling back and forth from south to north. And all kinds of shops are also competing to open in this beautiful season. A wide variety of goods decorate the slightly cold streets after the year. Peddlers rode tricycles and shouted loudly all the way: selling vegetables, fertilizers, seeds, pesticides; Steamed buns, steamed noodles, fruits. The children’s eyes became straight. Although I knew clearly that the goods I bought in this way were not safe, everyone still gathered around to choose the goods they needed to take them conveniently and save some time. The grass is tender and green, and emerges from the soil one after another. The green is full of mountains and rivers, wilderness and Earth; The peach blossom is red, under the baptism of rain, the smiling face of the pink bag was spread out; The pear flower was tender and smooth, with rain and dew. Although there was no powder to decorate, the snow-white skin was still crisp and soft. Ashamed and silly butterfly, amused passers-by, couldn’t help pinching one or two on the head to decorate their own coquettish. On the hillside, groups of fat and strong goats bleated. Looking from a distance, they looked like pieces of white clouds. A robust cow was flying with four hoofs and its tail was high, running wildly all the way, starting pheasants one by one. A fat rabbit jumped out of the grass and rolled in panic, and drill to the grass nearby. The weeds in the field had already been cleaned up, and they were flat and neat, and the grains were fine and even; On the top of the field, piles of fermented black and faint soil manure were sizzling and steaming. Before and After Qingming Festival, plant melons and beans. In the vegetable garden in front of every household, people get up early and become greedy for the black, cultivate intensively, plant cowpea, order green beans, cultivate cucumber seedlings and watermelon seedlings. White plastic sheds were built on the fields, and the sheds were full of seedlings carefully cared by farmers, only waiting for them to grow and transplant into the fields. Time is really precious for rural people at this time. I hope the sky will light up early in the morning and the moon will fall late in the evening. Washing and cooking to send children to school, taking care of the elderly, cleaning the family, often tired out of breath, but unconsciously it is nearly noon. Just now, the sun was still at the top, and it was already sunset. Peanuts need to be sown, and grains need to be harvested in time. When spring fights for the Sun, and summer fights for the Sun, the banker should be early rather than late. This is the reason that every rural people understand. The hope of one year is in this short half month. Who doesn’t want to have more points? It rains constantly before and after Qingming Festival, and the following are several days. Those travellers who haven’t returned home, at this time, their hearts were like sprinkling a handful of salt, which added a little melancholy. The mood of returning home made them feel the cold of rain. They can only turn their thoughts into the power to move forward, speed up their pace, face the wind and rain, and pursue the direction of home. At this time, it was hard for those tourists who came back from afar. Although they didn’t stay in the sky, they had to go back for living after they had told their relatives to leave. They could only say goodbye to their relatives with tears through the rain wire, give the sadness of parting to the light clouds and the gray sky. Qingming Festival, scrambling. Children in school get up early, absorb fresh air, jump and run, and exercise their bodies stronger than trees and harder than stones. Fortunately, they take the lead in sports meetings; The classroom is full of books, recite words, ancient poems and beautiful sentences, and finally combine them with the rhythm of spring scenery in children’s minds into splendid articles. And at this time, it was also the busiest time for children to prepare for the senior high school entrance examination and the college entrance examination. Children competed against each other, tried their best to make the final sprint before the examination, and played a brisk rhythm with their actions. 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…

Life

Life is a long and arduous journey. Alternation in different seasons, interweaving in different life attitudes, driving in different life goals, life presents different travel feelings. The journey is used to experience the happiness of life, such as high mountains and flowing water, blue sea and blue sky, red flowers and green willows, pavilions and pavilions, and animals, which may make us stop, but it is also full of tired and hard exclamation. A gift of time. After experiencing it, ask yourself whether you are happier or harder. You will cherish it when you understand it. Life is an indescribable encounter. Everyone has a confession, from the perception of life goals, when the perception turns into fragrant tea and weakens that hardship, life has its own gains. The dusty essays danced lightly in the time between fingers, flashing eyes and warming the heart. In the past of life, there are bitterness, tiredness, persistence, joy, joy, longing, a sense of quietness and beauty, a line of Bodhi. Flowers use flowery to share with nature, bees and butterflies, and the wind and rain are quiet and comfortable. What does life use to give back to life? Time agilawood, life is important to grasp the present, know how to make the mood quiet and clear, because know how to appreciate and love life, this simple and pure time is a kind of life fate! Understanding is the inner happiness of life. With persistence, dreams and efforts, you will experience the warmth of life behind your life efforts and in peace. If you understand the tolerance of life, cherish the face, and be content with everything, you will live happily. In life, time is the pen of memory, which will retain a confession of soul. Life is more valuable because of experience. Hold an understanding, enjoy quietly and experience carefully, and combine the pure and beautiful time with essays, just for the trust, love and meditation, to be able to be in the warm time, the truth flows to the depth naturally like water, which is the implication of life. Yu Dan said: I am not the only one who is in eternal love and hardship. However, in such feelings and difficulties, how to face, how to think, how to interpret this game of chess, and what kind of wisdom is the root. No matter in what kind of relationships and events, they are treated slowly and seriously. A meeting of life, including high mountains and low valleys, plain and noisy, is the chess game of life, which needs time and meditation to relieve. In the river of life, everything is an opportunity. When you understand it in your heart, it is actually another development of life. The tolerance and power you possess will make life flow like a brisk stream. One side of life will always support the other side, because only with Plains can Mountains be pulled up, and only with land can forests be vast, because of the sharpening, the brilliance of gem comes into being. The true wisdom of life is a mirror. With experience, you can see yourself clearly and understand your heart, and life will be quiet and soft. Understanding is a kind of solution, which will make us understand that flower withering is also a kind of beauty, understanding the simplicity of life is also a kind of freedom, and understanding the hardship of life is also a reminder. With each spring, summer, autumn and winter, there are different charm. There are many beauties in life. We miss and have opportunities, as long as we know how to give, how to work hard, and how to cherish. Life, whether simple or not, whether happy or not, lies in your understanding of what you are like? The inner perspective of life, know how to lead us through our hearts. Roman Rolland once said that when a pair of faithful eyes shed tears with us, it is worth suffering for life. Listen to life patiently, accept the rain and dew of life, examine and accept your own growth, appreciate and cherish this life, and discover the true and pure life, we regain our warm home. What life seeks is love, happiness and understanding. Understand that seeing inner peace is the tranquility, comfort and freedom of the Heart Lake. Life is just a cup of tea! Strong or light, it has its own flavor, making tea, tasting life. Whether life is thick or light, happiness is always there. Have you noticed? It is difficult to calm down in life, but it is more difficult to understand. Quietness will make life clear, understand and integrate. Develop life into a pool of deep and quiet water, clear and clear, simple and self-sustaining. Calm down and explore the depth along the direction of sunshine. Life, after experiencing, I deeply understand that there will always be some experiences that will make life clear. I need to face it calmly. The most real thing I have is that I understand; The most beautiful emotion, is I lightly. Have a calm heart, know how to accept the regrets in life, learn to cherish the touching in life, and let the heart wander in the moistening. The love for life is born by understanding. It makes life have a deep intersection and is a sincere encounter. It warms the soul, sunshine, long wind, rain and dew, moistening the tiring life. With an understanding, heart, no longer wandering, no longer lonely. It is the inner truth of life to grasp one’s understanding lightly. Life pass, Being able to see yourself and the direction clearly is a simple journey to return. Time is an ignorant thing. Time will light people’s hearts, understand happiness, understand calmness, understand gratitude for life, and share scenery in life journey. When we face the sea and feel the thickness of life, experiencing the broadness and tolerance of life will make our hearts settle down and enjoy the quiet beauty of life. The most beautiful time is neither in the past nor in the future. It lies in that you understand the present and cherish all the good things. Understanding is a kind of relief in life. The true meaning of life lies in the true encounter in the heart, which is preserved in simplicity and serenity. An understanding grows you, grows me, warms you and warms me. The excellence of life lies in: you give yourself truth and love. All these will give yourself a tough persistence; Give yourself a quiet and beautiful smile. The mountains are high and the waters are long. There is always a scenery that is beautiful because we know it. There is always a smiling face that is blooming for us. There is always a meeting that makes love stick to it. Understand, leave yourself a space, and give yourself a peaceful starting point. Walking on both sides of the road of life, sow seeds at any time and blossom at any time. No matter how much happiness or pain you are, the deep heart will always be decorated with flowers all the way. The farthest distance in the world is the journey through the soul. Understanding is the discovery of another shore, the appreciation of life by the heart, the expectation of life to the soul, the awakening of the soul and the feedback of life. Covered with warm sunshine, we know that it is the light and shadow between fingers. We can share the warmth far away. Understanding is the leisure time to meet, sitting under the tree, clouds come to the clouds, birds fly and birds fall, full of favor and disgrace, idle to see the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; Leaving or staying is not intended, and the artistic conception of rolling clouds and falling clouds. The true understanding is a kind of warmth and understanding, a kind of inner cleanness and touching, which cleanses the soul in the years and remembers the past touching in the time, everyone’s life has a garden, which is full of flowers and brocade because of the treasure in his heart; Like the water, I am delighted and honest. In the time I know, I will meet the sunshine, rain and dew, flowers and green shadows, meet bees dance around the butterfly. Understanding is a way to meet, and understanding is the channel of freedom. Along the way, if you understand, you have to rely on. 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…

Grew up

Waiting for you to understand the hope in your mother’s heart, waiting for you to know the necessity and cause of life. The days are passing through your fingertips day by day. You finally grow up slowly in your mother’s longing eyes until you have full wings and look at you, whether mother should have a happy smile or not. When she grows up and leaves the nest, she should try to fly in the vast sky, looking for your own direction looking for your own position in the boundless life. No one dares to say that you will not do anything about the world. You just stretch out your hands and look at the four fields. Everyone is busy at the end of the world, we are also doing things. Now that we are born and done, we should be independent and stand up to our own burdens to be useful, A responsible person, children, when you have grown up, don’t find out thousands of reasons. It’s time for you to face the society and integrate into life. Don’t have the idea of avoiding. Stand up, look out of the window, the wind is gentle, the white clouds are long, the sunshine is full of the ground and you come out to say goodbye to yourself yesterday. If you grow up, can you no longer let your mother worry about you? Praise (prose editor: Shu Kuang) the 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…