Platform

I waited for the notice at home after the college entrance examination that year, and there was still no news near the beginning of school. I felt agitated and decadent during that period. My father didn’t blame me and encouraged me to retake the exam for one year. On the afternoon when my classmates started school, I picked up all the water tanks at home, cleaned the front and back of the house, and left home early the next day. I headed north to Inner Mongolia. The thought at that time was very simple. Since we had to go, we should go to the farthest horizon. At that time, I thought Inner Mongolia was the Northern Xinjiang of China, probably the farthest end of the world. I climbed the continuous green mountains, and I saw the blue sky and endless grassland. I worked as a cement worker, sold gold, and fought hard. Just like that, I traveled in the land of North China for four months. When I left Inner Mongolia, it was the winter in the north. The railway station in Hohhot was covered by a thick layer of snow. I stood on the cold platform and waited for the train. Suddenly, I was fanned up by a strong cold wind, and a flood of snowflakes rose around. That scene was like a fragment in the movie deeply branded in my memory, and even appeared repeatedly. Many years later, I can still remember clearly that I once had such a colorful platform on my way back. That is the platform of my youth. It flew like snow that day, and was so fearless. That year, I resigned from my job as a manager of a private enterprise for five years and prepared to do something by myself. At the beginning of the new century, the market-oriented business tide was still in full swing. I registered my own company and chose the health care product industry which was particularly popular at that time. After a simple market survey, I quickly positioned the company’s business on women’s slimming health care products, and imported a large number of products from Hainan duozi company. I recruited a lot of salesmen from the labor market and began to distribute goods on a large scale in my own agent areas. My entrepreneurial path is going on vigorously. A few months later, market feedback hit me hard. The efficacy of the product is seriously exaggerated by the manufacturer, and even the users will have adverse reactions. The most fatal thing was that the bankruptcy of Hainan company completely cut off my way to return the goods. Admitting the failure and destroying the source of goods was carried out at that dusk on a small wharf near Yao River. The strong smell of gasoline mixed with the smell of traditional Chinese medicine emitted when the product was burning, choked me to suffocation. I sat down and sat on the platform of the small dock. My eyes are wet and my hair is messy. This impression is that I can still feel a little hesitation and sadness when I occasionally look back on the road, a step. That is my dream platform. It was as warm as the fire at dusk, and it was so cruel and magnificent. That was a small station 40 kilometers west of Panjin, so far I can’t remember the name of that station. In the vague impression, its last one is called ditch character. That year happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival. I took a hard-seat train from Jiangnan for 33 hours to see a person. Until now, some of my old friends still refused to believe that I would go to see her regardless of everything. I remember they said I must be crazy at that time. In fact, I clearly understand that I must go. Because, she is a love in my soul. That station was not her home, but a place where we broke up and said goodbye. She goes north while I go south. Her ticket was three hours earlier than mine. When I sent her into the platform, I told the security personnel at the ticket gate that I would send her lover. The wind and sand in the North were a little hard. The long train disappeared in the vision of going north. When I was alone on the platform, I remembered that I forgot the most reluctant hug. In the winter when I came back, I divorced and began to live quietly in Jiangnan. Many years have passed, and I still live alone in Jiangnan. But many years later, the wind and sand in the small station had been blowing all the time in my life, and I couldn’t bear to disperse for a long time. I can’t tell my friends what kind of feelings I met that I couldn’t give up in my short life and at that station. Maybe, since then, I can never give her a hug, but for me, I have been there. Only I know that it is the platform I love, dancing like the wind and sand in the north, which is so deep and unforgettable. 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…

Years Kong-style

The year is going to be worshiped. Most of the time, those relatives who have gone loose even need to pay a visit and worship in the spring of the year. In my impression, every spring in my hometown is drizzle, which drenched the ridge and path as slippery as mud. If I don’t pay attention, I will slip on the soil, the new clothes that are easy to wear are covered with muddy water, which attracts a good training from parents. What is more inconvenient is that no matter what kind of shoes you wear, as long as you walk out for a while, you will stick a layer of thick soil, which makes it extremely inconvenient to travel. Fortunately, relatives in your family live not far away from the same village, it is in several Zhuangzi near the village. Only when my aunt married far away, she always had to walk for an hour. Because there were many young children, several families always borrowed a few bicycles and took them with them after they had agreed. The car is of the 28-bar style. The Triangle crossbar is very good. Adults always catch two on the front of the car, and another one on the back seat of the car. Even so, they can only send a group of children with a little larger size first, put it down halfway, let an adult lead them on foot, put it down and then turn back, carrying the rest of the children on the road. The red soil in my hometown is particularly sticky when it meets water. No matter the sole or the wheel of a bicycle, it will always be full of sticks as long as you walk on it. The shoes are fine, no matter how much they stick on, you can walk along the Panther, but when the tire of the bicycle is filled with mud, it can’t ride even though it is laborious. In this case, parents would come down, fold a branch and reach into the gap of the tire to remove the mud. However, it was not easy to remove the mud, so they needed to do it again after riding for a short time. In fact, the time it takes to go by bike is the same as walking, sometimes it even exceeds walking time, but what is cheap is the children’s us, and what is hard is the parents’ double strength. At that time, we had to get up early to go to the host’s home to have some breakfast, which could be noodles or porridge. But if we went late, the host’s home would not be happy. After arriving home, there was a short chat between parents. They asked about the harvest and the changes. If there were old people who couldn’t walk in the family, they would go to the bed to have a look and worship for a year. After the lunch, we will not leave in a hurry, but continue to talk about the morning topic for a while. We will definitely not eat dinner. When we were young, we were not very rich in life, and we all had mutual understanding in poverty. Today’s New Year greeting is more like a rush, driving a car and driving a meal to the host’s home. I don’t want to talk deeply and it’s inconvenient to talk deeply. When I talk about the season, I have eaten in a hurry, he left hurriedly again, but the full table of delicious food after being rich could not keep the guests. The new year is always to be worshipped. However, nowadays people don’t want to disturb others. It seems that they have gradually deviated from the original intention of New Year’s greeting, and they always feel that it makes the New Year’s greeting full of human feelings less interesting. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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…

Light

Yesterday, on the way to work, walking in the garden in front of the office building, there was a burst of fragrance blowing on my face, which was clove. In memory, clove is a touch of feeling and a touch of depression. In the light and long years, it is like memory, just like thoughts, connecting the plot and poetry of a certain story. In fact, it is only because of people’s imagination. What I like is the pale purple, even a little pale, light color, light openness, light swaying in the wind, light thinking. Without the nobility of peony, the magnificence of rose, the world independence of bamboo, the elegance and delightfulness of orchid, it can almost be seen everywhere on the roadside, which is so ordinary and not very thick, but it exists; Not very deep, but very natural; Not very persistent, but very persistent. Although it is simple, it cannot be ignored. In fact, in many cases, you may not notice the lilac bloom. It is the faint fragrance that proves that everything is like nothing, seems to be ethereal, seems to be at a loss, but it is refreshing, making people feel the fragrance invisible. It may not attract people’s attention, because they are all tiny petals, which can’t be distinguished clearly, but they are just like clusters of open, standing so weak and helpless, seemingly weak, but unable to break easily. When there is no wind, it seems that the fragrance of flowers is not there, but when The Wind Rises and spreads with the wind, you can feel everywhere. And I prefer lilac after rain. After being washed by wind and rain, lilac is more swaying with fresh air after rain. It seems to be overwhelmed and full of heart. In fact, it is to stand strong in swaying and breathe freely in the world of oneself. This season has some decorations due to this light fragrance. With this indifference, the mood seems to be a little clear in this fragrance. Just like opportunities in life always come and lose if there is nothing, just like some moments in life, lingering or disappearing between wandering. When walking through the path filled with flowers, when the memory is getting farther and farther, when the mood becomes quiet, this season is passing slowly and simply, without thinking about anything or worrying about anything, just like the light feelings of clove, it is not strong, but like water flowing; Not heavy, but like the breeze. I hope that life is like a flower, and there must be a fall, but when the flowers bloom, it will bloom at the right time, leaving lingering fragrance at the right time. It doesn’t have to be ups and downs, but it must be true and natural. Don’t seek results deliberately, be kind to life and yourself in following the circumstances. In a world that may be lonely, I often look back at my heart, tolerant and comfortable. Those people who come and go, those who go and go are passing by like the wind. We still have to pursue the answer from the bottom of our hearts. It may not be so difficult to give up, but we should not feel so painful, when you can face it calmly, when you can treat everything as a joke, you will really let go and relax. In the season when lilac flowers bloom, the sunshine shines so brightly that we can’t stop in this fragrance and let it be intoxicated, but we can always feel this light when we pass by, just like memories, just like life, we can’t leave time or stop, but we always feel the beauty of the past and feel grateful and blessed after experiencing it. Yu He QQ364399664 WeChat, Sina blog wmm364399664 like (prose editor: Ke Er) spring 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…

Moved

In the cold night, fickleness and sadness came to my heart again. I didn’t know what happened. I recalled all kinds of things in the past instantly, happy, sad, like, dislike, maybe at a certain age, I couldn’t live the life I wanted, so I suddenly wanted to go back to the past. I look like I don’t look forward to anything. Time flies so fast. It has been a year since my grandfather left in a flash. This year seems to disappear. I seem to live all the time. I missed the happy appearance at the dinner table when I lived in a family of seven, the coarse tea and light rice look like the delicacies of mountains and seas. The glittering fat meat will always present in front of grandpa like a beautiful scenery. I miss the way my grandpa waited for the CCTV news when the sunset went down. I miss the rice candy my grandpa put into my schoolbag when I was in high school. I miss Grandpa sitting on the chair again and again counting pieces of neatly worn RMB. I miss Grandpa’s returning home with a bag of fragmentary things in heavy snow and pouring out all the treasures. Look, these are all eaten in the hall. I put them in my pocket when they don’t pay attention to them, then you divide them one by one. I miss the day when my younger brother sat under the sunflower with a small bench and took grandpa to take photos, and the smile was so sweet. I miss the way Grandpa asked the time again and again after his memory was blurred. I miss my grandpa wearing the new shoes bought by my younger sister, and I spend half a year wearing them. I miss the way grandpa loves old cats, and now old cats are no longer there, the last time I went home, I heard from ao Ma that the old cat was old and was crushed to death by a car when crossing the road. My younger brother also buried the old cat with the neighbor’s little boy. I heard it at that time, but I was still sad for a long time. That was my grandfather’s favorite old cat. Now it has gone with him. All of a sudden, I seem to have endless nostalgia and endless yearning. All these imitations of Buddha happened in yesterday. Time can’t go back, and can’t go back to yesterday. I have stumbled over these years. Time has taught me to cherish, it taught me kindness and gratitude. There are fewer and fewer important people, and those who stay are more and more important. When I was most helpless and hesitant, I always thought of my family. The Loneliness of this year seemed to be lower than that of twenty-three years, and I couldn’t breathe. I always want to surround my family, like a lost child. I always want to listen to some mother AO’s broken thoughts and the way she treats me as a child, which makes me feel particularly kind. It seems that I was born to be trained, but I deeply like it. I like to see Aunt AO’s happy appearance and her love for us. Poor corns are put in the refrigerator for a season, saying that they are waiting for us to go home to eat the smell at home, all I heard was touched. And the poor wild lychee gradually turned from red to black. When I went back, there was only a body left. Ao Ma always thought of us, but often forgot herself, I often saw her sleeping on the sofa with the TV on. I woke her up loudly. I asked her why she still didn’t go to sleep. She said that she could go to sleep peacefully until my father came back, suddenly I felt very sad. I couldn’t say why I couldn’t do anything about it. I didn’t like it, but I couldn’t find the way to my vision.. 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…

Future

In July, it was so hot that I started my own trip. I thought that the job I chose would see a bright office with colleagues traveling in formal attitud. Work was like traveling. From this station to another station, then we started a new stop. I want to change my life in a city. I want to see what the outside world looks like. I don’t want to follow my parents’ mood like this, he was buried in a city all his life, even though I am liked a comfortable life. Maybe I am very suitable for a boring and stable job. I don’t have any great revenge, nor do I yearn for a gorgeous life. Unfortunately, when I just started to work, I was full of disappointment, from one city to another, and then to another city, so I lived here. Everything was totally different from what I had imagined. It was better to be defenseless than to be prepared. For a moment, I felt at a loss. I am a casual person. If I come here, I will settle down. It was not until recently that I began to think about whether it was too late for all my life, the life I wanted, and the future I pursued. When I was still studying, I would talk about work or something else. The most important thing is to enjoy the rest of the good time and do something I want to do. I have no regrets about this, but for us who are unprepared, we need to pay more when we work. We will be confused and don’t know what we want, just like lonely travelers in the desert, I don’t know where to find my own oasis. I began to reflect. I began to think about what I had done for my future life with 1/4 life? I began to feel that it didn’t matter whether to take the college entrance examination or not. I began to hate the praise I had ever asked for, as long as I heard who said what kind of university did xxx’s children go, unconsciously, there is always an inexplicable sneer appearing in my heart. At first, I felt that reading books didn’t have much effect on life and pursuit. Considering that I spent two or ten years and got nothing but a college diploma, maybe I can’t deny that I have a lot of things here, but what I began to reflect on was, why does that diploma become so important? I suddenly can’t understand! I still remember that when I was in the third year of senior high school, someone gave up, someone studied hard, and only scores were reflected in his eyes, nothing else. Nowadays, I always want to ask those hard-working children what do you want to do after your dreams, or what kind of dreams do you have? Maybe everyone has no answer! University is the Palace of freedom, where youth is particularly flamboyant, love, communication, laziness, willfulness, and social transition, all kinds of, unrestrained. Maybe this is also the beginning of our disorientation. I don’t know where to go from here, so I enjoy the present! The dream I was once instilled was university. Now I realize my dream, just like in a strange city without navigation, I can only enjoy my greed to my heart’s content. Then I started to work. Life forced you, and you started to look for your own path. Did you make do with it, or suddenly woke up, picked up the young dream and started to move forward? 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…

Time

I like to stroll in the setting sun after dinner. The wind is light, the grass is green, and my heart is calm. A kind of simplicity, no hurry and no rashness; A kind of free and easy, neither supercilious nor supercilious. Open time of door, shanfanjiujian, Nano light. In the early years, I liked to smear on my face. I was busy every morning. Breakfast could be omitted, and I would never spend 2 hours on makeup. Not now. Breakfast must be smooth, chewing slowly, and then going out with a plain smile. In the early years, it must be the most fashionable to wear clothes. You can endure the cold winter and never allow yourself to dress up fat. Not now. You must wear the most comfortable clothes. Keeping warm in winter becomes the first element. Yesterday when I went shopping, I saw a pair of beautiful high-heeled shoes. I put them on, stood in front of the mirror and looked at them again and again. Finally, I took them off and put them back on the shelf, because I didn’t want my toes to feel tired. On a business trip a few days ago, I accidentally saw an old gramophone in a video store and bought it without hesitation. When I got home, I placed it carefully in the living room. When the disk was spinning, Teresa Teng’s singing sounded. Through the gap of time, some soft memories surged into tears. There were also times when I was at a loss, I would always think of Zhu Ziqing’s “hurry” unconsciously. The sun was full of feet, moving gently and quietly, and I was also spinning blankly. Therefore, when washing hands, the days passed from the basin; When eating, the days passed from the rice bowl; When silently, I went to think of Zhang Ailing and Hu Lancheng from the eyes of her eyes, one was the most famous female writer in Shanghai at that time, and the other was an important member of Wang puppet government. Their love affair was a legend. In troubled times, they met, knew each other, fell in love, and broke up. Finally, a generation of talented women died in a foreign country, and there was no one around when they died. Who can say that her love is not thin? Who can say that Zhang Ailing’s life is not thin and cool? In the thin and cool time, I wrote clear words, lonely, proud and lofty, but what I left to the descendants was endless wealth and exclamation. Maybe I really responded to that sentence without a lot of cold, how can plum blossom smell! It is thin and cool, just like the glittering dew on the grass leaves in the morning, revealing a little chill; It is thin and cool, just like the blooming flowers in time, with pieces of stubbornness. 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…

Spring

On a sunny spring day, several schools held a sports meeting together. I was responsible for recording my scores. Many children who had been taught in my previous school came to talk to me, which made me sigh with emotion, after three years of absence, these children and boys have grown taller and stronger, and girls have become more beautiful. Teacher, what are you going to do? Why don’t you teach me? Do you still teach me? At that time, what did you give me to eat. …….. In the days after that day, my mind has been wandering in the primary school where I once taught. The experience of that year was a memory that I could never forget and an indispensable spiritual wealth in my life. I taught math classes in two classes. One class had more than 40 children. At that time, I lived and ate in the school, a small house of more than ten square meters, a bed, a table and a chair, this is my home. Strange and fresh, simple and warm. Gradually I became familiar with my children. I found that those children were so cute. During the break, I found that many children ran to the brigade headquarters, ran back in a hurry, wiped their mouths with their sleeves all the way, and joined the playing team again, I went to drink cold water. I felt pity immediately and went back to the house. I fanned the boiled water with books and let them drink it. I found that no amount of water was enough for them to drink. Several girls came to play with me after dinner. There is a girl who looks very beautiful. I think her mother must be very beautiful, too. However, when her mother left, she lived with her grandmother because her father found a new mother. I was surprised. The children were so noisy, but there was something heavy in my heart. From then on, I will send her some small gifts and get in touch with them. I find that she is a very simple and kind girl, and we are just like good friends. Time flies so fast. In this year, I took language classes, ideological and moral classes, social classes and music classes with my children. I went to the fields to water vegetables and fly kites with them, lift digu in the ditch and live like a queen. I didn’t realize the value of my life and the growth of my life until I became the head teacher and really communicated with my children. Looking back on the past days, I found that my real learning was after becoming a teacher, and my real growth was after studying hard. I just want to give children a chance to meet each other in life with simple feelings and coarse words, and give myself a chance to embrace life and wipe life, and fulfill my responsibility as a teacher, so I chose the communication of words. I talked with my students to shape their hearts. When I read a good article in class, I wanted to read it to my classmates. Many good fragments of Yu Yujun’s childhood were written down by them, Tell them: this is a good way to accumulate words and sentences, which will be very useful in the future. After lunch, everyone read the two books I took from the reading room well in the classroom during that time. Some good fragments of words and sentences were extracted and copied on an excerpt. Li Wenjing asked immediately: teacher, is this a good word? I took a look: Yes, good word, the word you are looking for is very good! She was very happy. Zhuang Ziyun: if the accumulation of water is not thick, then its negative boat is also weak; If the accumulation of wind is not thick, then its negative wing is also weak. I don’t have too much hope. I just want to touch every child with my heart, spend their precious three years, and leave them some memories of getting along with teachers and students. I want every child to be happy. I also want to be the happiest teacher. They give back with sincere understanding and love, and enrich my life with the brilliance of life. I thank my children. Thank you, the children who passed by, for letting me know again: all the things happening today will become wonderful memories, as long as we sow the seeds of love, what will be left to us will be beautiful…….. You are far away let me pour a cup of cool moonlight to you let the boundless care take the distance short miss lengthened you are far away let me stand as a flowering tree for you let the silence watch out the fragrant and colorful fantasy of the fragrant people you are far away let me cut you a period of good times go through the years carefully cherish the time go through the years go to the distance there is no trace of time, the sleeves are full of dark fragrance, and there is scenery outside the window. 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…

Rain

When the rain hits the banana, the heart is like a clear stream. Standing in front of the window listening to the rain, silently recalling the traces of the years. The misty rain in the world of mortals was originally a bomb command room. Inscription I have heard of the rain in Jiangnan, which is very beautiful and delicate. In the misty dream like smoke, I was wearing a Chinese coat and holding a paper umbrella, strolling in the rain Lane of Wu Yue which was filled with the fragrance of flowers. The PEACH RED and Willow Green swung in the messy red dust and passed the fleeting years, it has become the fragrance of a lifetime. The rain in the Northeast is not so touching and delicate, just like the generosity and straightforwardness of the Northeasterners. But every rainy day, I still hope to have such a free time, which makes me close my eyes quietly, listen to the sound of rain, the uproar and melancholy in the heart. I believe that there will be such a voice in the world of mortals, which can let us pursue the lost past deep in our hearts. I will still remember this poem: the young boy listened to the rain song upstairs, and the red candle fainted. When listening to the rain in the prime of life, the river is wide and the clouds are low. The broken geese are called the West Wind. Now when listening to the rain, the temples are already stars. The joys and sorrows are always ruthless, and the night before the steps drops to the dawn. From a young man who was not familiar with the world, to a young man who traveled around, to an old age of vicissitudes of life, and in the moment the light flew away, everyone would have different feelings about life. Looking back on those blurred past, I murmured and walked, gently brushed away the past wind and dust, and the drizzle and rain told a melancholy in the world. Looking through the calendar that day, I found that there was still one week before the college entrance examination, and my heart thumped. It turned out that time passed so fast. Unconsciously, I had been away from high school for a year. At this time of last year, I was still nervous and entangled in my heart. At this time of this year, I have changed another scene. The unhappiness of life still exists from time to time, but happiness also continues from time to time. People are always used to living in memories, thinking about the past, and there will always be endless regrets and regrets, just like they always thought the university was very beautiful in the past, but now I will miss the enrichment of high school life and the purity of people. As long as you can, you will gradually understand the truth that mountains and rivers are far away. Instead of memory and fantasy, you ‘d better cherish the present and enjoy the present. Twilight is Misty, and the silk rain is misty. I am walking in the misty rain, waiting for the flowers to bloom. In the past, I was always in a bad mood because of rainy days, but now, I regard listening to the rain as a kind of enjoyment of life. Listen to its laughter, cry, frustration and glory. I believe that if it rains, it will be bright. Praise on May 30th, 2010 (prose editor: Ink drops into 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…