My

Time is a long river, the blue sky is reflected on the river surface, white clouds are like a scholarly woman casually swinging poetic swing, high and low, a gust of night wind blowing, melting in the smoke floating in the distant village, my life is close at hand, standing on the shoulder of the years that are gradually moving away, I suddenly find that my youth has quietly left with the enrichment of experience. Who has never been young and has no youth years of his own, however, who is calm when facing the lost youth and years, who is as plain as water, without memory or even a dream? Yes, youth is accompanied by dreams, time is connected with stories. Behind every young life, there are more or less flying flowers and falling red in April, and poetic and love on the south bank of the peach, Red Willow and Green River. A piece of snow falling from the sky flew to the window lattice, causing a stir in the heart of youth. A scene appeared in the rain, which prompted Lenovo’s thoughts to fly for nine days. A poem made the heart and soul no longer crawl silently, but to search for the long-cherished angel following the footprints of sunshine. Some people say that youth is a song, a song that has no tone before speaking, and some people say that youth is a beautiful romantic song, others say that youth is a symphony integrating loneliness and loneliness as well as confusion, melancholy, contradiction, pain, annoyance and joy. Anyway, for youth, each has its own expression, description, feeling and unique experience. Just like saxophone, clarinet, violin, piano, Horsehead piano and trumpet instruments, they have their own tones and characteristics. Take the author himself as an example, my youth is an ancient Qiang flute as described in Tang poetry, but I don’t complain about the sky or the ground, although the sound is like Ba U, but in any case, it can’t be connected with unbearable or sad. I was young and intoxicated with martial arts, obsessed with Jin Yong and Liang Yusheng. Of course, the desire and sadness that sometimes happened in the years were given to my old guitar. It helped me solve problems and help me recover the landscape. When it was rainy, I held it in my arms, the soft rain, the sound of the paddle and the shadow of the light, a group of infinite scenery life and reverie marriage, even the grassland is jealous, even the spray is envious. To be honest, my youth is not without dryness or haze. On the contrary, dryness and haze always exist everywhere. It can be seen everywhere that there is no age difference and no difference between the old and the young. I am rely on interests and hobbies to release their dreams together with youth. Speaking of interests and hobbies, I still have a lot in my youth, such as football, fishing, chess, drinking tea, traveling and antique calligraphy and painting, which used to be an eternal lamp in my youth, the core of leading young life is spiritual separation, quail and Rong? Later, the grass bloomed on the head of youth. Year after year, against the backdrop of green, fat, red and thin, a Qiang flute turned into a silent violin, pulling the bow of life alone, forgetting youth and years, putting down the bow of youth and the fiber of years, looking back suddenly, I found that the clear eyes were no longer shining, no longer transparent, no longer flowing water, no longer dark autumn waves, and I suddenly felt the feelings of Red Mansions in my heart, the vast white world is so clean! To be honest, I am neither a realist nor a romanticist. I am not a retro school combining tradition and conservatism, but a duplicative school combining China and the West. Facing the youth brought by time, my heart was full of red and dim. Side New Year, New Heaven. In the day of preparing for a rainy day, I sighed with emotion: because youth is beautiful after all, no matter for life or memory, it can be said that it is lonely and flying together, the sea and the sky are the same color. But then again, youth is a scarf given to life in four seasons or a hat, which is controlled and controlled by time. No one is qualified to negotiate with it, only unconditional acceptance is a popular wise man. Therefore, in the face of the lost years of youth, I not only do not feel sad, but rather do not worry or fear, but also feel grateful and open as boundless, looking at youth with calmness and protecting the years with perseverance, ensure the evergreen life with spiritual quality. This is my requirement for life, and it is also my commitment and response to the passing away or going far away of my youth. Youth is like a rose, and time is like a song. Rose thanks for the spring Red. Time goes on day and night, Yangtze River, Yellow River, relatives and friendship. Of course, the pursuit of life itself is the compensation and continuation of youth. Besides, there are also Baicaoyuan and Sanwei Bookstore which are more fascinating than youth, as well as eight thousand miles of Lu Yun and Yue waiting for you to visit and decrypt. In other words, as long as life maintains a childlike innocence, two spirits and three thoughts, it will not leave the youth years. What waves of hands to be clouds in the western sky, what tears look at Chang’an, there is no need to hold a lot of sorrow. These are all tricks that are said to themselves or used to catch the wind and shadow. The real youth should be like Mao Zedong’s poem: cherish the King of Qin, Han Wu, Tang gaoguo and Song Zu, a generation of Tianjiao, gengjie Khan, just shot a big carving with a bow, all went to the same place, a few romantic figures, still look at the present! This is the glow given to life by youth. It connects the dawn and the future, making life go further and more lush! Real youth is not a dream, but the beginning of waking up. Just as real years are not life itself, they are the steps of spirit, will and soul moving towards rich sublimation. 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”. 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Time

I always thought that I was still a child, and I could act coquettish in my parents’ arms willfully; I could treat parents’ good intentions and too many expectations for myself with my rebellious heart; take their efforts for granted. We are always unable to understand their good intentions and deepest expectations for us, and think that we can continue to be willful like this! However, time is no longer allowed! We are all growing up gradually with the passing of time unconsciously. We have grown up from the infant in the arms of our parents to us now. Along the way, we may not feel too much hardship and suffering, because we have never considered it from the perspective of parents. Parents are also getting old slowly in time. Time takes away their faces and youth, and brings us up in countless sufferings. We have never said a word of bitterness. On the contrary, in their view, what is more is the joy of happiness. Maybe it is because I have been wandering outside for these years that I don’t often go home since I went to college. It is rare to go back several times a year. This time when they came back, they suddenly found that they all began to grow old: white hair gradually replaced blue silk, deep wrinkles covered their foreheads and cheeks, and their words began to be wordy! In my impression, my father’s tall body is no longer tall, but now it is a little curved. I remember that when I was a child, I liked to compare height with my father most. We all leaned against the wooden door frame, carve marks on the place near my head, every time, every year and year, finally that notch exceeded! There was a lot of joy at that time, but now it has gone away. The originally rough hands are even more rough now. When they were in school, they got up early every day to make breakfast for us for fear that we would be hungry. No matter in winter or in lunar December, it was always like this until the moment when our brother and sister went to high school, university and were far away from home. At that time, maybe it was because I often saw them, so I didn’t find any big changes. But now, I often wander outside and rarely see them several times a year, the most time to miss them is to call them and greet them! But many times, A lot of words were just hung up hastily in a few words at the moment of dialing the phone, as if they were stuck in the throat and could not be spoken out. Father is a peaceful and hardworking man. Although we don’t have too many words to talk about, we always try our best to give everything we need. When I was young, my family was poor and I couldn’t afford to pay for books when I went to school. I didn’t go to school until I was 7 years old. I remember that I was very timid when I was young. When I just went to school, my father sent me to school and said good words to the teacher. As soon as I left, I slipped away secretly. He just got home, I got home soon afterwards. He couldn’t help sending me back to school again, so he didn’t know how many times I went back and forth. I remember that I was also afraid of teachers most at that time. In fact, I am still afraid of teachers until now. On the contrary, my mother was a relatively lively person and also the person I was most afraid of. Although I hadn’t beaten or scolded me in my childhood, I felt her harshness. At that time, because mother warned us to study hard every day, we could only watch TV secretly at home. When hearing footsteps approaching, we always turned off the TV as soon as possible, then lie on the table of books and homework prepared in advance, pretending to do exercises and read books to escape punishment. I remember that early on, before I went to school, Grandpa opened a flour mill. Ordinarily, it should be rich, not to mention rich, but it is no problem to have enough food! My father was inside to help my grandfather produce flour. Later, due to the flour of a truck of orders sent out, the payment could not be received, and the customer ran away again! Without the turnover funds and a lot of debts owed to others, a factory collapsed like this, and there was no chance to turn over! People who come to the door to ask for debts every day are always willing, and spend every day in the noise. What others say can only compensate for the smiling face, hoping to give more time. I remember that several big pigs raised at that time were all counted as money! I can’t help but return it slowly! At that time, it was not popular to work outside, and there was not much money planted on the ground! Finally, we had to work in the lime-burning kiln on the nearby mountain to make money, pay back and support our family. Lime Kiln, of course, produces lime! There is a saying: if you want other people’s money, others will want your life! The boss of lime kiln could only pick up the scalding lime with his hands in order to produce. Every time he went home, he would see the wound on his father’s hands and the face covered by lime dust, still remember! In order to reduce the harm and pain, my mother sewed two gloves with canvas and the inner bag of the bicycle. Even so, it would be damaged within a few days, later I remembered that when I stopped doing this job, the patch on that glove was as thick as half a finger! At that time, I borrowed money everywhere when I went to school, and it was really hard to pay for things. When I was in high school outside, in order to reduce the expenditure, I always made dry food steamed buns for us from my mother! At that time, I spent a lot of time in school, only 50 yuan a week! Can save a province! I just want to reduce the burden of my family as much as possible! Although the years at that time were very difficult, parents never complained to us and asked us to give up studying. Now those days have passed unconsciously, parents are getting old, and they are no longer young! But still let parents break their hearts for themselves, it is really unfilial! I always try to be a good child, but I shouldn’t face my parents more often! Everything you want to strive for and struggle for by your own efforts is still so ethereal! Sometimes I hate myself, my Coward character, my uselessness and helplessness! Those who want to work hard have been standing still here and can’t see any progress. What is more is regression! I have been working hard to do everything well, thinking that I can see light and hope, and the final dawn has not yet reached! Most of the time I don’t want to stick to it, but I always tell myself that I will see the light after sticking to it for a while! In this way, I don’t know how many times this belief has been repeated in my heart, but I still can’t see where the way out is? Maybe we should really change our thinking! 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My

Time is like a peaceful river to me. There are no deep waves, no spray flying, and no wind and rain passing through the river. However, blue sky and white clouds or some fragmentary memories occasionally come back casually, let the mirror-like plane flicker with ripples. The ripples go away, and life goes back to the origin of the four seasons. Everything is as usual, and the sun and the moonlight like water still rise and fall. I have been used to this kind of life for a long time. Although this kind of life is a little boring and lonely with me, it is more a natural requirement of my life than a arrangement of time. Yes, this kind of requirement may not be accepted by others, but I am a kind of enjoyment. It is a rose that years have given me life, which not only smells sweet all the year round, it also smells my room, my sky and my soul of silent Ruolan. I always like the low-key one. I live a peaceful, comfortable and real life. A cup of tea, together with a few thoughts or scattered fragments, can make the heart be willing to sleep in an unknown corner, sew and mend, remove and wash, until dusk is approaching, until the Moonlight is falling, after a few hours of walking and returning home at night, the whole day’s life was in peace. There are poems and Clouds: flowers drift and water flows. Yes, the natural images, no matter flowers, water or life, are songs left to me by years. Some of these songs are destined to go far away and some are destined to be left in people’s hearts, it adds a touch of bright color and scenery to the peaceful life, and also brings the wings of reverie to my peaceful living. Frankly speaking, peaceful years are in line with my intention of life. My temperament and the habit I have formed over the years stand at the Bridge of time and I look at the vast starry sky, use my life to measure the road under my feet. My heart and soul are like birds flying on the sea, muttering with joy. In the peaceful years, I am neither a sentimental woman nor a person to express sorrow for giving new words, but I am good at dumping my life and lurking at the bottom of the river of time, secretly sees in life in all views, whether your vital, or independent, even chunni or red fall, 1.1 drops can’t pass, my reason, it is not because of personality and interest, but the notes that years have given me life. Imagine that it would be boring for a person in a peaceful life not to do so, and I am sorry for the surging and exciting emotion of life. What’s more, time is my song, and emotion and tune are all determined and composed by collected themes. The song that used to sound over my years is still so clear now. Every word in the lyrics once touched my peaceful years. The main idea of that song is that don’t let the years flow, don’t let life go the wrong way. Looking back on the peaceful years of these years, although my years can not be said to be connected with gold, there is no lack of remarkable points. As for the right and wrong of the road, the life dumped by words has no regrets. To be honest, life in peaceful years is not really so peaceful. First of all, we should deal with everything in reality, such as money, beauty, utility, and all kinds of desire disputes, they casually cross the road of time, making people upset or confused. Fortunately, the calmness of life makes the heart forget time. Usually life is at such a moment, if I don’t take courage and resolute attitude, I will become a captive of the secular world. Because I am not willing to be the object of being insulted and damaged, I take my faith as the banner, based on my spirit, let life fly. Now I take off and dance high. Although my life and years are still calm and I can’t see any splash of water, there are vast waves of smoke, gentle breeze, singing and dancing, and light dancing in the spirit. Time is a boat, and the heart is a double oar, which ripples leisurely on the river surface of calm years, occasionally a Lotus, occasionally a residual Lotus or a quiet lotus pond with beads, it made my mind confused and began to rain. In the rain, my heart was as pure and pure as an angel. It really answered one sentence: time and loneliness fly together, peace and life sing together. To be exact, my peaceful years do not only depend on the flying of thoughts or reading books casually. More often, I will let my life go out and walk on the ridge in the countryside, picking the clouds in the suburb of the four seasons, and putting the unique utensils on the back to insert the nature together with the mood, the interior was suddenly full of vitality, and the background was sunflower swaying in the wind. I know that my peaceful life is just like a sunflower, which can be poetic and blooming in every day of the years. This comes from my coarse tea and light rice, my personality of not admiring others and the reading habits I developed in my early years. The reason why I am calm and low-key in the peaceful years is that I rely on the noble spirit I have developed over the years in my heart. Yes, the years will continue and my life will still move forward, I am not sure that my life will blossom and bear fruit in the peaceful years, but I am sure that my heart and soul will live leisurely and poetically in the back garden of my life! Just like sunflower, my heart is full of sunshine and righteousness. Time is a flowing song. As a singer, only by keeping a calm mind and adjusting his breath can he fully interpret the connotation, value and significance of the song. Don’t be lost by the occasional applause and flowers, and don’t feel inferior because you can’t hear the applause. You should know that there is truth in peace, and the years to keep the peace of life will not fade, and it will give you more colors, more life stories and life details. 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”. 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Dialogue

When talking about history, don’t forget the national humiliation. Shu Yan, July 7th, 1937, was an unforgettable day for Chinese people and even the people of the world. That night, when the Japanese army was conducting exercises near Lugou Bridge in the southwest of Peiping, they requested to enter Wanping County to search on the pretext of missing a soldier, which was severely rejected by the 29th Army of Chinese defenders. Then the Japanese army shot at the Chinese defenders and bombarded Wanping city. The 29th Army was forced to fight against the Japanese army. This was the July 7 incident which shocked China and foreign countries, also known as Lugou Bridge incident. Marco Polo incident is Japanese imperialism all-out war of aggression against China, Chinese nation for comprehensive anti-Japanese National Salvation of the great starting point. A massive anti-Japanese War lasted for eight years. During the eight years, the Chinese people fought bloody battles, worked hard, suffered extremely hard, experienced unbearable sufferings and hardships of the world, and sacrificed more than two thousand soldiers and civilians, he paid an extremely heavy price. The war of aggression initiated by Japan brazenly brought a serious disaster to the Chinese people, which left the Chinese nation unforgettable and unforgettable. This disaster should always record the sins in Japan. History should not be tampered with and would not be changed by some people’s will. History was placed there and it had become a fact. Zheng Fulai, an old man who had experienced the Lugou Bridge Incident in person, said in person: On that day, before dawn, the sound of gunfire woke us up. The crime of Japanese invaders cannot be denied. Take Lugou Bridge as an example, there are many victims here and their descendants, and I am a witness. At that time, Zheng Fu was only six years old. He had to go through the bloody and cruel reality and fled with his family. After the fall of Peiping, the Zheng family who returned home found that they had become conquered slaves. There are still many people who survived like old Zheng Fulai. These bloody facts will never be washed away by some people’s will. Today, seventy-eight years have passed since the Lugou Bridge Incident. Today, we miss this day, which is not forgetting the national humiliation, but also the deep memory of those martyrs who sacrificed themselves to resist the Japanese invaders, it is to make us realize clearly that our peace is obtained by sacrificing thousands of patriotic people and lofty ideals. We miss this day, and we are also trying our best to make the Chinese Dream of the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation come true as soon as possible. We are striving hard to make the history of the invasion of the Chinese nation no longer repeat. History will never be forgotten, and history is undeniable. For Chinese, the eight-year anti-Japanese War is a history of blood and tears, a history of blood washing shame. However, today’s Japanese politicians, led by Abe, ignore the feelings of the Chinese people, arbitrarily distort history and reverse things. They not only do not recognize history clearly, but also do not admit the fact of aggression, on the contrary, it was shameful to blame the incident and the all-round war between China and Japan on the Chinese people. Abe government also provoked China again and again, fought for Diaoyu Islands brazenly again and again, and provoked frictions with China again and again. He Li, a scholar in the history of Chinese anti-Japanese War, said: the higher the aggressor’s sword is, the stronger the resistance of the Chinese nation will be. The Chinese nation, once ridiculed as a mess of scattered sand, gave out the last Roar in front of the crisis of national subjugation and extinction. Will we still endure humiliation and seek perfection in the face of Japan’s provocation today? Answer self-evident. Germany, once one of the fascists, just dared to face up to history and thoroughly reflect on the crimes it once committed. Therefore, Germany’s international reputation is increasing day by day, and it has achieved friendly coexistence with neighboring countries, achieve friendly diplomatic relations with all countries in the world. Nowadays Japan is doing the opposite way, so Japan’s diplomacy has been in trouble. Although Abe has made a lot of efforts, these efforts are in vain. Looking at the news, 187 internationally renowned historians sent a joint open letter to Abe, urging the Japanese government to make a clear apology on the comfort women issue, emphasizing that it was unacceptable to deny this topic or to turn the big deal into a small one. Later, another 269 well-known scholars from America, Australia, Europe, Latin America and other places joined them, among whom there were not only historians, but also politicians, writers and religious researchers. Even many scholars inside Japan oppose Abe’s policy towards China. Today, we miss today seventy-eight years ago, which is to restore the truth, have a dialogue with history, review the great anti-Japanese War, never forget the national humiliation, and guard against the recurrence of Japanese militarism. Facing history squarely and showing our future, Japan denied history and distorted the facts, which could only be a dead end. Chinese people are marching forward to the great rejuvenation of our nation in the lessons of history. 2015.7.7 credited bai yun xuan. Author link: 622652 Wu Yonggui, primary school of Huangtu town, an county, Sichuan province author Tel: 13698126893 Author Profile: Shu Yan, original name: Wu Yonggui, member of Writers Association of Mianyang city, Sichuan province, director of Writers Association of An county, published a collection of poems “natural Flute” (co-authored with my brother), a collection of novels “The God of Love”. 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…