Moshang

The Wings of Time just shook gently in the Time Tunnel, and the end of the year was already the end. It was too late to recall and think about it. The sound of running hoof in the year of sheep had echoed in my ears. The beauty of life lies in that people live in the world. Being alive is wonderful. Only a living soul can activate the nerve of life, move the weight wheel of life, and be vivid. Only in life can there be songs of joy, love, sorrow and dullness, can we completely interpret all the connotations of life. On the street, the running steps are in a hurry. The wind is bleak, the winter is lunar December, the frost and snow are cold, and at the end of the season, the warmth wrapped in my heart is warm. Holding the setting sun at the end of the year, the Spring Festival lingered nearby. Although the wind, Frost and sword are raging, in the world, warm and charming stories are staged everywhere, and songs of the right path are rising everywhere. The annual late age involves the long inheritance of the Chinese nation, the admiration of yellow skin and black hair, and the solemn and solemn worship of thousands of Chinese descendants. Not only ourselves, but also the Chinese living on the whole Earth, are rushing for the coming of this festival, singing and shouting. Spring Festival, a Spring Festival, is not only the end of a year, but also the reincarnation of a year. It not only sent away the ups and downs of the year, but also welcomed the high expectations of the new year. How many helplessness, how many forbearance, how many misfortunes, how many sorrows, are buried with the past years. How much hope, how much hope, how much persistence, how much love, build a sweet dream of the new year. Deep in the world, the wind is also quiet. I am in love with the kindness of life and chewing the sense of life. I hang the mediocre end of the year by the door. Looking at the busy neighborhood preparing for the new year, listening to the inquiries made for the end of the year, looking at the peace and prosperity in the deep part of life, I deeply bless the warm world. Suddenly, I found that the floating clouds at the end of the year were also laughing for the beauty of the world. The laughter was so pure, so sweet, and so happy, passing through the high sky affectionately. Maybe the Sun was also infected, and suddenly it came out quietly, expressing its affection deeply towards the Earth, the heart and the general public of the mortal fireworks. The white light is so warm, which makes people mistake that spring has come ahead of time. At the end of the year, Yuan Ye seemed to be rejoicing and singing for such happiness. Without the Depression, decline, decadence and coldness of winter. What I see is happiness, happiness, poetic and emotional heart. I didn’t know where the biting cold wind went. In the warm embrace of sunshine, love was so sweet and soft, and the wind was also so quiet. Firecrackers in-year-old in addition, spring breeze gifts into Tusu. On the pupil day of thousands of households, new peaches are always replaced with old symbols. In a few days, the Spring Festival is coming. With the sound of firecrackers, the old age will be removed, and the past year will be passed gently. I am thinking about the passing away, recalling the past events in my life. That feeling, that kind of memory, that kind of emotion that I don’t know how to express, deeply oppresses my eyes, unconsciously, tears of exclamation gently flow out of my eyes …… cherish the past and show new life, embrace the sunrise. Melting time in the river, happy smile and welcome the light. Warm in the world, beautiful scenery everywhere. Look, walking in a hurry. Listen, the wind is quiet. Pastoral/love. QQ:2657945175. Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Special

Today is my birthday, although the first sentence my wife said when she woke up from her dream in the morning is: Happy Birthday to You, husband! My son’s first sentence is: Dad, wish you a happy birthday! Although, my mother also sent me some eggs, some sweet potatoes and some fruits in the morning. However, to be honest, I am not happy. Because I still have an unfinished wish. That is: today, you can do what you want to do without running around for your life. Or ride, or buy something that you have long admired. But these are all luxury. Originally, if my wife understood me, she would say to me: Husband, today is your birthday. Happy birthday! Secondly, I want to give you a surprise: give you some money to buy what you want to buy! Just take it as my birthday present for you. Then I would exclaim: long live my wife! A good wife who knows me! But all this is just a dream. Those who know me worry about me, and those who don’t know me say what I want? Travel while eating, if you don’t tie the boat! I want to be able to travel like Lao Tzu in a boat that is not tied, but in today’s era, it is very difficult for me to do it. I really want to give myself a day off today. The most important thing is to buy a digital camera. But it is my long-cherished wish for more than a month after I lost my camera. But I can’t get my wife’s understanding and support. As usual, I could only ride to the construction site to do my own work after breakfast, but it was different from usual. I cooked a few eggs myself in the morning, then peeled some and ate them. (I want to be like a child, even if I make a mistake on my birthday, I will not be beaten and scolded by my parents, if I use the Treasury to buy a camera, it will not make my wife furious and quarrel with me. However, I have no chance to use the Treasury.) My heart is constantly making myself tend to be plain and I persuade myself: thinking that today is a very ordinary day, although not working will not affect anything, however, if you can earn one more day, you can earn one more day. Unexpectedly, at over ten o’clock, I received a text message from my friend Xunlei, saying that he was at his home in Nanyuan New Town in Xuchang today and asked me to go to his place when I was free. In addition, there is also a poem friend who will come later. A rare opportunity! I haven’t seen him for ten years. I contacted him through the Internet this year. He called the other day and we talked for more than half an hour. And I’m free to Zhengzhou him rekindle old. Just busy all day, not free. I didn’t want to finally have a chance today, and I didn’t expect that today (my birthday) would be spent at his home. What I didn’t expect was that although I didn’t receive any birthday gifts. But I unconsciously felt a very special birthday present. One is to have lunch with his parents, family members and friends; Especially I met his mother, the matchmaker who helped me 21 years ago; (Although she helped me get along with that girl, I still appreciate it all the time. Unfortunately, I couldn’t say thank you to his mother today!) Second: I can put down my busyness and chat with him and his friends; Third, what is more special and surprising is that thunder introduced his father to me: he first showed us a photo taken by a newspaper reporter in Bole city for his father who was playing saxophone. (unexpectedly, his father was still a saxophone player, and his parents lived in Xinjiang.) After that, he insisted that his father played several saxophone songs for us. His father said: playing musical instruments is the same as singing. Only with that kind of atmosphere can we play carefully. Later, his father took out a notebook full of music scores. When he turned to a song named Girl’s Love in Journey to the West, he couldn’t help singing this song with his father. After that, his father played a song named “A Dream of Red Mansions” theme song “in vain” and “a song of buried flowers”. I couldn’t help thinking of those cheerful and unrestrained songs because they lived in Xinjiang after seeing that there were many songs that I was familiar, when he heard the music, he couldn’t help dancing Xinjiang folk songs, such as “good Xinjiang”, “You Send Me a Rose”, “Beautiful Girl” and so on. He played them enthusiastically. Let’s sing loudly. This is my first time to listen to saxophone play closely. (I have heard several realistic saxophone performances: the first time was at this time in 2004, when I was working in Luoyang, after dinner every day, I went to the front door of Luoyang department store to watch the performance of the internal staff and their children. One time, I heard a famous saxophone song “Home” played by a teenage boy. In last April, I attended the wedding banquet of my neighbor’s daughter and felt the realistic saxophone again. The young lady and handsome boy played several famous songs for us: “Go home”, “Spanish bullfighter”, “Green Sleeve”, “saxophone at Midnight” and “looking at the spring breeze” are really like listening to a concert. However, there are not many people who can really understand the music.) Although his performance is not excellent, (some intonation is still uncertain), I am very grateful. His performance enabled me to accept the baptism of my soul in my busyness. It can be said that it was the first time in my life to listen to his father playing saxophone in my friend’s home. Especially today, on this special day for me, I can listen to the real saxophone performance for an hour and sing a song with his father, it is also a special birthday gift I received. An unhappy birthday is enough! My unhappiness vanished from now on. I also want to say to myself: Happy birthday to myself! Today’s birthday gift is unforgettable to me all my life! Thank my parents for giving me life! Thanks to my friends for giving me a different birthday! Praise on October 6th, 2013 (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…

On this

I have imagined my appearance after graduating from college for many times. I don’t think I will change. I haven’t imagined myself wearing a suit and tie formally in several books, then I wandered on the street with my briefcase on my back; I thought it should be denim shorts with a slim-fit T-shirt, and then with a very satisfied hairstyle I just cut, I thought it should be me. But now I find that I am actually wearing denim shorts, slim-fit T-shirt and carrying a briefcase. Sometimes I find that I am not myself, and even have no idea who this person is. I seemed to feel that it was someone else who drifted around, and then I couldn’t help telling him: Can you be normal! But after all, I am still me, not others. I have no ability to split myself. So I am not happy, really unhappy. I don’t know why time always passes faster than I feel. I think I was still discussing with pyramid selling elements yesterday, and today it has been a year. I have been to Inner Mongolia twice and Beijing three times in this year. I suddenly found that for people who are far away from other places, no matter where the city is, it is actually like this, when you are not traveling and taking photos, but making a living in this city, you will find that you still struggle with eating old horse ramen or eggplant rice every day, I still have to worry about whether to wear a plaid shirt or a slim T-shirt, or whether to report good news or worry when calling home. On the contrary, the things left by Inner Mongolia made me feel very warm. I clearly remember that I promised to go again at that time, but it turned out to be true in less than half a year. I always think this is one of the few sincerity, I am went there for work. Later I learned that the situation had changed. Brother Dong offered me double salary for half a month to compensate. During that period, I had nothing to do, reading till late at night, sleep till noon, do yoga casually for an afternoon, and then get double salary. I think I have never lived such a good life in my life, and sometimes my fate is really strange, I don’t know how good a person is to have such luck. I often feel ashamed of such luck, but I have to sigh with emotion, really, excellent people don’t fit in with each other anywhere until they meet a group of better people. But finally I had to leave. I couldn’t let brother Dong lose any more. I could see brother Dong’s complicated mood, brother Dong is a young man who can integrate the extremely dull coquettish and extremely calm two kinds of split personality which are very magical. He expressed regret, but he didn’t have any more retention, what he has been worrying about is not to delay me, and then offer me a high price for compensation, but in essence, there I am nothing to compensate. Many elderly people don’t believe that young people also have dignity, he thought that was not called Dignity. They thought that some things that young people stick to were naive. Their logic was that young people would never lower their heads and who would lower their heads? Young people who are not unemployed who are unemployed? They regard the edge as childish, and dignity as saving face. Of course, I admit that young people also have childish, but in any case, childish is better than old and stubborn. The night before leaving, it was a day when we had to go to work the next day. We were going to late at night. Before going to sleep, brother Dong stood up and patted my book gently, saying: you bought two books in total here, one is Lu Xun and the other is Zhou Zuoren. I seemed to understand the meaning, so I said: Yes, Ye, two brothers, this is to show our brothers. I thought about it, but I thought there was something wrong, and then I said quickly: no, they ended up falling out, not good!. Haha! Brother Dong couldn’t help laughing, but he didn’t say anything. He finally bought me a plane ticket. I never thought that a local turtle like me could get on the plane. There was a dialect in our hometown that expressed pride and modesty, saying that people would fly their planes, what’s the big deal for me to do this? This makes me feel that the person who flies the plane is the greatest person in the world since I was young, but when I got on the plane, I knew this was wrong, those who can fly planes are far worse than those who can build planes. When I returned to Wuhan from Inner Mongolia, I thought I should write something. I think writing something good is more important than anything else, but there are many contradictions in it, I do often have this idea. I think many so-called articles on the market are rubbish. I have to admit that what these people write under the banner of writers are indeed rubbish, but readers like them, I often had a helpless anger, hating the absence of Qin Shihuang. If I were there, it would be okay to burn the books in the market. I think as a writer and an intellectual, he always talks like a dog alive, and calls such words intellectual, and then sees everyone’s extreme appearance, such writers can also be burned. I don’t require all writers to hold pens as guns like Lu Xun, but as a writer, an intellectual, At least we should care about the social reality and the sufferings of the people. We should hide in the kiln vigorously, pretending to be sentimental, worshiping money, indulging in sex, competing for favor, and finally eating people. The reason why I especially respect Lu Xun is not because of his radicalness or his extremely strong revolutionary thoughts, but because I think of an era like that, he dared to stand up and say something to say when the whole China was in the situation of being burnt. On the contrary, when I looked at Yu Dafu, Liang Shiqiu, Shen Congwen and Zhu Ziqing from this perspective, I admit that they are all excellent writers, but when China is facing the crisis of survival, they are still in the mood to write articles like lotus pond moonlight, I think there is a little wait and then. However, the contradiction is that I can’t get rid of these articles that I look down upon. One of the reasons is that I haven’t really found a writing method to break through this dilemma, in addition, if you want to get along well on this road, you have to cater to readers, publications and editors, the so-called routine writing, nowadays, I seldom read an article on the market and couldn’t help standing up to cheer up. I once bragged to a teacher, I said that I could write 10 articles like this one day, and he said that I had been bragging for a long time. Later, I wrote 10 articles one afternoon and sent them to the teacher, I said I was modest when bragging at that time. I could write 20 articles a day. Of course, this was a joke, but I could prove that I am could be done. Actually, writing was not so noble, it is the same with shoes made by craftsmen, and there is no nobleness. Many people with bad brains always make a fuss about praising workers like Shoemaker. These are all things that laymen like to do, in fact, it is unnecessary. If you think you want to go this way, it is not that difficult. Just go home and write ten articles a day according to the standard of articles in the market, there are 100 articles in ten days, and then you can submit articles everywhere and publish one or two articles, which can make you a little famous in this circle, and then you can write writers. If you have some connections, with a little money, you can join a writers’ association and become a so-called professional writer. So it’s not a big deal. Don’t think how sacred the writer is. The reason why I didn’t do this, I don’t think I can afford to lose this person, Don’t you think there are less cheating things in China? I think writing is a rare opportunity to express sincerity in this impetuous society. There are really too few things in this society, as a result, the only place that could be clean was tossed away by these bastards. Many people don’t believe the articles written by themselves. Those slogans are shouted to others. Lu Xun said that dishonesty is the biggest characteristic of Chinese, none of the articles written by those people is indifferent to fame and wealth, and self-cultivation. As a result, one of the articles played on fame and wealth in private is more disgusting than another. Such so-called writers can also be burned, I have never thought that it is wrong to covet fame and wealth. This is not a problem of right and wrong, but a problem of sincerity. Once I heard a musician say such a sentence: music activities are basically not for music. Then I thought, in fact, it was far more than music. Basically, literary activities were not for literature. I once talked with another teacher, and we all knew that many so-called literary activities were imaginary, this is our consensus, and then I asked, why didn’t I say that directly? Why did I still make the literary banner so loud? Then the teacher couldn’t understand my question any more, so he directly criticized: Only Fools can speak directly. But I can’t understand such criticism either. I am people who have participated in literary activities, if there is no chance to speak directly at the activity site, then I will declare here, if I take part in literature activities in the future, the purpose of my participation is definitely not for literature, but for the purpose of earning money, propaganda, making friends, bragging and so on. I don’t want to say anything big, but at least I have to prove this point: there is nothing wrong with telling the truth. Many people always don’t understand. They always think that people like me have their eyes on their heads. This and that look down upon them. In fact, I really can’t find a reason to look down upon these people. Many people say that I have a high vision. I think this is a misunderstanding. I have always maintained a very normal vision, because your vision is too far from normal. I remember a friend from Inner Mongolia came to see me last time. We went to find a place and got lost, so we asked the boss of a restaurant. The boss told us patiently, after coming out, the friend sighed: see, there are still many good people in this world. Then I replied to him: I said it was normal, It is not up to the standard of a good man. A good man should lead you to that place. According to the truth, a normal person, someone asked you the way, you answered, this is too normal, but what can be labeled as a good person? Then he smiled and said: Well, your eyes are too high. In fact, it’s not that my eyes are higher, but that his eyes are lower. From this thing, there will be a lot of embarrassment like this: people around me always keep telling me that if you want to open up, there are still many good people in this world. I said no. There are many normal people in this world, not so many good people. Then they said that I am extreme and I think the problem is morbid. In fact, morbid people are not me, but them, I don’t know what kind of morbid degree they want to see in the society will make them feel good as long as they are normal. I don’t know where these people have the confidence to say that I think the problem is morbid. Therefore, one day I will let people know which kind of people really love this society and this country! After staying in Wuhan for half a month, I came to Beijing again. It was still for work. Writing in China could not support people, so I had to continue wandering. This is my third visit to Beijing, and it has been a month. Sometimes I think, what does it have to do with me when there are heavy traffic in big cities and the lights are shining under the overpass? According to the truth, it has nothing to do with you and me, but many people with bad brains always send out a lot of traffic in order to express their grievances in their hearts, but the city with bright lights cannot hold such feelings as a little me, I think there is no one that should or must be left or not allowed to be left in the city. This is often the thought of those ordinary people disturbing themselves. But apart from high buildings, I really couldn’t see the soul of this city until once I saw a painting depicting the old Beijing teahouse on a blackened Billboard hidden under a lesson tree, only then did I vaguely feel that I had grasped something originally in this city. When I was walking on the road, I occasionally saw a beautiful lady with fashionable makeup. I couldn’t help letting people see more. I knew she was really a lady, but I still have the impulse to talk to her without any identity. If possible, I can ask her for what without any malice? But she also knew that she was a young lady, so I could only be her guest and not her friend. Therefore, I just think about it. I occasionally go to the Internet cafe. I think the internet cafe is a good place for me to see many real young faces. Every time I see a couple sitting in the box, my boyfriend was playing games with great concentration, and my female friends slept on the seat silently. I was often moved by this scene for a long time. If possible, I would secretly glance at the girl to see whether she was beautiful or not. If I was very satisfied, I would be happy for a while. That’s how I tried to make myself happy. I don’t know how far I will drift or what the future will look like, but I know that dissatisfaction is the upward wheel, in such an age that I haven’t experienced anything, moving forward is the only way out. I don’t have to listen to those words that abandon myself. When I really can’t find the road sign, I have to comfort myself with my own words: you are a prodigy, and the more lonely you feel, the more divine you are. Now, I think of hope. What I call hope is that it doesn’t matter whether there is or not, just like the road on the ground. There is no road on the ground, but someone leaves first, later people will find it easier. 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…