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The rain is still beautiful, and the world in the sky is still so beautiful. However, whose world is already gloomy and full of sadness? Gray days, ruthless rain, haggard people, who is seeing through who exists? Blue Dreams, purple butterflies, falling leaves, whose heart does the wind enter? A person’s tears, a person’s smile, a person’s story, a person’s memory, a person’s sadness, what changes did the years change? The lingering of time records too many sorrows. The regret buried, the persistence of one person, the waiting of one person. The pieces of sadness picked up were flying all over the sky, and the past was engraved behind the wounds. A hurt, a memory, who ever thought about how long it would last together? Watch your loneliness quietly, see the people passing by one after another, see the flowing water flowing with pains, see the fallen flowers passing by with waves, who can appreciate the sigh immersed in this? In the bustling downtown, the desire spread all over the body, but we had to let go. Because I understand that what does not belong to me will fall down after all, and it will be a wrong encounter after all. It may be a good choice to let off the extravagant hopes in happiness, the sadness in hands and the beauty in dreams. However, the cloud skimmed over the blue sky, perhaps just a moment of beauty, but left an illusion beyond expectation in the water mirror. No matter the reality or ideal, most of the time, we are unable to grasp and retain. Our world is full of too many temptations and countless emotional ups and downs. Only when you have lost it can you know how to cherish it. However, sometimes, no matter how hard you want to stay or not, no matter how hard you want to work, in the end, there is only yourself left, and the remaining pain pervades every corner of the air. Perhaps, I shouldn’t have clenched myself so tightly at the beginning that I fell myself too broken in the end. Maybe, after being smashed, we can choose again. However, sometimes, even if it is shattered, even if it is painful, we will still choose to refuse the rock melting, and we would rather choose to drag the broken body to walk in a person’s world. Even if you are hurt, helpless and unable to let go, you will choose to bear it alone. In a person’s world, in the memory that cannot be buried, quietly indulge in your own sorrow. The life of Ren has turned yellow, the time of Ren is no longer yesterday, and the memory of Ren has been disabled, but the heartbreaking memory is still old. Loneliness is a sorrowful and beautiful star, which never falls its curtain, and is always on stage. Who has become its loyal audience? When sadness flows back into a river, how can the submerged happiness break through the shackles of death? Try hard to forget, try hard to get rid of, and try hard to choose again. However, familiar things and things emerge in front of us; Familiar words linger in our ears. All, triggered a burst of heartache, made myself Gray and frozen immediately. Even so, I was unwilling to let go, because I was reluctant. Although it was very painful, I had too many fragments of good memories, and let yourself choose loneliness. 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…

Beautiful

Journey, wang shi ru yan dream, Gone with the wind. But there are some beauty, like the flowers in spring, which is still fragrant; Like the fruits in autumn, which are sweet and delicious. As time flies, as time goes. She deposits and then deposits, and takes root in the depth of your heart. When you are tired, close your eyes and let your thoughts wander in it…… I remember when you were four or five years old, you helped your mother buy things with money. When you stand in front of the high counter, there will always be an uncle or aunt smiling and passing the money in your small hand to the salesman: whose child is coming to buy things at such a young age? Then you took the things you bought from their hands and ran back home happily. There were garrisons near the village. In front of the barracks, you watched the elder sister and them playing shuttlecock. At this time, an aunt came over and gently pulled your little hand: How old are you this year? How many sisters are there in your family? She is as gentle as a mother and as kind as a sister, which makes you irresistible to follow her through the corridor and enter her house. The south window of the north gate of the room, near the east wall, is a dining table with a bowl of shredded pork noodles just out of the pot on the table. A little boy as big as you is sitting at the dining table and looking at you. When you walk into this strange environment and look at all this, you seem to realize something. You break away from your aunt’s hand and turn around to leave. You can’t escape from your quick-witted aunt. You helplessly looked at the locked door, so you had to sit on the bench eating noodles. When you saw the aunt turning around to feed the little boy, you rushed to the locked door, in a panic, you opened the door and fled away as if……. There is a big wolf dog tied to the pillar of the company. That is the only way to go to work. Every time you go to work, you are always hiding beside your companions, peeping at the Wolf Dog’s every move from a distance, and avoiding the fierce and evil eyes with fear and fear. That afternoon, you missed the working time because of washing a uniform. Looking at the grinning wolf dog in a hurry, you stood under the pillar and hesitated anxiously. Are you going to the workshop? You follow the sound and see a boy coming from the pool in a hurry. There is a bucket in the pool. It seems that the boy is washing clothes. Finally you can go to work on time, you can’t help but surprise yourself: how do you know that I am afraid of dogs?! The boy smiled and didn’t answer: Come on, I’ll send you there. The boy said, blocking you with his body….. …… When people are on the journey, everyone is a scenery, a unique scenery. With beautiful scenery, the journey will not be lonely, and life will not be lonely. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…