Of the wind

I don’t like the wind, it always blows up my hair and touches my thoughts. I don’t like the wind, which is sometimes gentle and sometimes violent. It is like an abnormal neurologist who is emotionally unstable and always gives some troubles with toughness. I don’t like the wind. When I think of the weak and slender sapling I just planted, it drives me to shake east and west, making me feel that my beautiful imagination is also shaking. There is wind disturbing all the year round. The wind in winter is vigorous and powerful, just like the vigorous explosive force of the angry, full of confidence and personality. The wind in autumn is straight and ruthless. For example, those who hold power give orders and are overbearing, highlighting the dignitaries. The wind in summer is gentle and changeable, just like the mood in love, which is warm when good or bad. It’s all right. I don’t like the spring breeze alone. It’s disgusting to be a scumbag who likes to make small reports and whispers behind his back! No matter how sincere it is, it cannot change the bad habit that has become a habit. Now it is spring, and you can see that it is free and unfettered. It warms the land and wakes up all kinds of hibernating insects and ants. The warming air, bacteria and viruses are whispering and sand and dust are flying around. Continue blowing, continue scraping, continue…. In fact, I don’t like the wind all the year round. I don’t know when it will come and when it will leave. It is a follower of the season and has always been on Earth. It is stained with the breath of human beings. Some people have the same virtue, gentle and violent, kind and vicious. I just don’t know whether there is pain or happiness when changing. Why do you think it so bad? What’s wrong with the wind? As the saying goes, if the heart does not move, how can the wind resist you. Maybe the heart is beautiful, and the wind becomes the Angel of the world again. Isn’t there still Sunshine walking with the wind? Embrace the sunshine in a different mood, dance with the wind, and walk with the warmth. 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…