A only

After a day’s rest, I turned off the phone. There were invitations yesterday noon and evening, so I quit unconsciously. However, it is time to quit the drinking in the past week. Once you have a rest, you will accompany your family. I cooked a meal at noon, and made it better at night. I prepared a chicken and a fish. See if your craft is as described in the book. My wife said, “it’s related to the hit of” China on the tip of the tongue “. I smiled but didn’t answer, looking at the fowl with rising fragrance, thinking. This kind of culture which has been inherited for thousands of years, the unique diet tradition of China and China, one of the treasures of the nation, is thousands of miles or thousands of miles, all because of the secular life of this nation, the plain quality has a long history and the crystallization of wisdom. Therefore, with the development of human taste buds, it is the brilliance, flowing wind, rivers and mountains of this land that rotate and rise together. However, what role will each body play in the vast river and rich soil? The drunkenness a few days ago made strange dreams appear one by one in extreme excitement and in the legendary booming illusion like taking drugs. Last night seemed to be just a picture of circulation, a TV series of self-acting and self-directed, about the memory and changes in the youth, and the fantasy and evolution of the work of the unit. I am a talking livestock, a donkey which lost its direction to grind. In the morning, the nightmare that suddenly appeared was because my heart had met the examination in recent days. The Crisis and danger that appeared increasingly tired made me wake up from my dream and say the above words. The dream image of the night before was chased by a flock of snakes. What’s more surprising is that animals such as huge poultry like adults exist in groups of groups in a dark area like hell, working and cultivating. This kind of dream or reality makes me often dream, but it is always beyond my expectation and the scene is colorful. Are these not the real field, but the world of another domain? Are those different foreign objects with different images the so-called ghosts and demons? Terrible and strange, surprised and doubtful, such dreams or reality. My soul is constantly wandering between these two worlds, shuttling between the two interfaces. No, maybe in the star point feeling of real work, in the preparation of a dinner party in reality, another interface of writing and story is entered. In this more real land, on the more magical land, like that huge cock, dragging the ploughshare, silently and surprisingly ploughing. 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…

Sail,

Wandering in the mess, waiting in the noise, burning the sadness wasted by time and pouring down the frustration of the road. I once lingered in my dream. Boundless ancient roads, vast seas, boundless deserts and vast grasslands. The flute is melodious, the piano is mournful, the sword spirit is heroic, and the knife wind is sharp. Night, cool. There is my helpless sight of swimming. Lingering my dream of wandering in the ancient road, echoing the sadness wasted by time. Feel the cold and warm, sigh the vicissitudes. During the bomb command, the time of 19 years was like running water, which was fleeting. A person on the road of time, or walk alone, or leisurely wandering, or fantasy, or care for yourself. However, even if the road is difficult, it is doomed to move forward, even if the waves are rough, it is also doomed to set sail. The sound of fengxiao makes you wake up at night. The ice and snow can melt, and the noise and chaos can also restore peace. Wind, to wander; Eagle, to fly; Sail, to set sail. The ends of the Earth, the ends of the Earth, towards the dream place, voyage. Wind and waves touch the lonely soul. Rain and snow, telling sad whispers. Since then, I have been living in the cold wind, wandering in the vast sea and swaying my dreams alone in the waves. On the small sail, I have a passionate dream. In my sweet dream, I have the sail to place my dream. During the journey, there is my small stage, which may seem humble or have no luster, but I can find the lost dream. The sail is destined to set sail. On my sail, write down the joys and sorrows of my own process. No need to be amazing, no need to move, slowly drive to the other shore from a distance, carrying magnanimity, holding love, comforting the lonely heart in the world. The wind and cloud are in our generation. Don’t say that I am so arrogant that I want to take a sword and cut the jingmang crazily. The bird is not my intention, don’t hesitate about it, and let the swan goose chase me, dreams fly into dreams. Praise on July 27th, 2009 (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow vanishing 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…

To sprinkle

Summer, in this way, the water in my body was evaporated and my mind was extracted from the characters. I was like a withered grass, separated from the support and lost the spirituality. These two days, I felt a little flustered and bored. I felt uncomfortable when I saw anything and was upset when listening to anything. Even the mobile phone that I was reluctant to leave my hand at ordinary times and the words that I was reluctant to discard, I don’t want to see it, and I also want to be left out. Early in the morning, dazzling sunlight penetrated through the glass and threw the hot heat into the room. The air conditioner had been on for a whole night, so I didn’t want to make it tired any more, and it was time to change the air. So I opened the window and had a conversation with the sunshine in this Midsummer. Whenever the season changes, I can’t help thinking of the distance, and some emotions will grow unreasonably and undisguisable, just like a clear dream pouring out of desire constantly. Everyone has a page of heart-moving story, which will be ups and downs in his fingers, in his heart, into tears flowing in his eyes. Maybe it is a slight sweetness, maybe it is the so-called sorrow. Standing on the stage of the soul and singing a monodrama, those unreconciled to be deceived by the clouds and rain, insisted on presenting that old dream to the cold and desolate days. Suddenly, I remembered a sentence Xu Zhimo once said: I would look for the only link of my life and soul, get it, and I will be lucky; I will not be ordered. I am the one who has been looking for the soul to depend on each other, and I have been searching hard. In this world, there are always some things that I will think of casually; There are also some memories that I can’t forget even when I have white hair. No one knows what can be cut under the fallen leaves? No one understands what is contained in the branches of summer? Or there are two possibilities for everything, maybe everything is a sad feeling curled up by loneliness, or everything is caused by retribution. When the memory opened the gate again, the clear tears were lost again. The seemingly true intoxication was my lonely haste and my wishful depression that had passed for so long, why do you always fiddle with this string? Alas, one day in your mind can you clarify the fleeting time of the wrong spectrum. Some things, too addicted, will evolve into a habit, which will quietly copy and shake off quietly in some casual and idle days, not for confession, it is not for the memory, but for the most beautiful warmth that I never forget. How good it would be if the earthly thoughts were only hidden in the length between fingers; How good it would be if the old things could dry up the pain in the heart; If, the innocence in the bottom of my heart, how good it would be if I could rely on it in silence. It was not until the years turned around that I suddenly found that the fragments scattered all over the floor were just beautiful ambiguity and narration alone. Just imagine, if we could hold half a cup of Qinghuan and watch the fireworks and colored glaze quietly, we would not have the superposition of cold and warm today, and we would not have the pain and heartbreak today. After the prosperity and attachment had been a cloud of smoke, every time I wept when facing the wind, every time I looked across the sky, it was the silence of time quietly, and the outline I left after trying my best. Who will pay for me? Flowers bloom and fade, which is destined to be the cycle of seasons; After all, prosperity is the desolation of life. If we don’t separate, is it the final perfection? If we don’t meet, is it the absurdity of no memory. Maybe, life really needs a little muddled meditation; Maybe, life really needs a little detachment of swordsman. Wei Tuo on the throne of Lotus, in real life, will also have joys and sorrows. Everything is only self-crossing. Zhang Ailing said: life is a gorgeous robe covered with lice. Yes, how can this materialistic world not be? How can this world of comparison between true and false not be? So, don’t complain, don’t be addicted, clean your eyes, control the walking scale, control the temperature of half-flavor fireworks, and face everything calmly with real images, use pure simplicity to dominate your heart. No matter it is the origin or the end of the fate, no matter it is the depth of the fate or the shallow fate, you should deal with it calmly. If you smile, you will be clear and peaceful. The breath of summer is so hot, as if the whole blood is running through the hot air, which makes people breathe blocked. Weather report today said that maximum temperature or 37 ℃, also don’t know this is row several 37 ℃, feel temperature suddenly channeling to 37 ℃, stopped at 37 ℃. See 37 ℃ such number could not help but think of about 37 ℃ text, mind began rampant moment, I finally understand, why some palpitation, why can’t breathe, are this summer heat wave provoked woe, are these 37 ℃ was of the hook. It is said that women who like words are lonely, so lonely that they are unsociable and pray for the best. When she was lonely, she would take words out to dry, and hide in the corner to show others easily. Xue Xiaochan said: This crowd is water. Scattered loneliness, while fish are still lonely. Because fish knew that if she swam there, she could not swim in another person’s heart. She must learn to share loneliness alone and sing alone. I think I am the fish. If I can stay away from loneliness, I can be as charming as flowers to the extreme. If I had regret medicine to take, I would not put those things in my heart stubbornly, and would not let them stay in my body and spread arbitrarily. Only when a person is strong can he never forget. I have to learn to be strong. No matter it is bright or sad, it is a determination that comes down after passing through my life, an interpretation of my mind after the surging of dark fragrance, and a peremptory scene left after a magnificent turn. Therefore, we should: let go with free and easy attitude, and be open-minded with smile. 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…

Town

I saw a photograph in the Naiman restaurant in this city, my hometown town, daqintala town under the night. Although the scenery was bright and glorious, I searched for it, but I didn’t find any shadow of the past. In that quiet night, I dreamed of the small town of my hometown, which was called the city of Sands. It seemed that the small town was under the shadow of the moon. In the shadow of the light, the gradually blurred shadow broke up and became clear, which made me put down the entanglement and obstacles. My heart was empty and clear, with a pillow of missing. When I woke up, I suddenly asked my wife about how long I hadn’t returned to Naiman’s hometown. And at this time, or earlier, the hometown town quietly circled into my dream. This is a vigorous dream. I am in the autumn of 1978, I was admitted to qi No. 1 Middle School. It was the first time that I entered daqintala town. After graduating from high school, I was admitted to technical secondary school. After graduation, I returned to daqintala town, where I worked and lived, A wife female, married. Daqintala town is the place where my life starts. I have never escaped from his control of my life, which is the control of my soul and the boundary of my soul. When I was in high school, there were more than 40 people in our rural class, almost all of whom stayed. There are more than 20 people living in our boys’ dormitory, which is a big Kang in the north and south. The mattress is next to the mattress and crowded with people. In summer, bedbugs crawl all over the bed, making it hard for people who bite to fall asleep; In the middle of winter, ice ridges are formed, and the towels used to wash face are frozen. Many of our teachers, such as Jia Yuan, Zhao Jingkui and Ren Zuolin, love shengruozi. They chopped firewood for us and lit the stove. The Warm fire baked our cold hands. Now they are dead, but it is still fresh in the students’ mind. I remember that summer when preparing for the college entrance examination, it was the West Lake flood control. We boys lived in the classroom, worrying that the West Lake dam would flood us. It was very hard to wait at that time. But in those two years, we jumped out of the gate of agriculture. I finally took the road out. No. 1 Middle School is the ladder from my heart. When I went to school in No. 1 Middle School, there were three places that impressed me most, one of which was the public restaurant. On the main street, facing the South, it was still a state-owned restaurant at that time. The first time I went to a restaurant, it was my father who sent me tuition and took me to a popular restaurant to eat sesame cakes, soft and sweet, I still have endless aftertaste. When I think of it, I still stick out my tongue to lick and suck my lips. The memory of the smell is long; The second place is my eldest brother’s home. Every weekend, my brother and I went to school together to have dinner there, either dumplings or stewed pork ribs. That kind of family affection was warm. The third place is a public barber shop opposite the public restaurant, which is also state-owned. I have sat on the thick leather chair of the barber shop for many times. There is a barber named Sun, who is white and fat, every time he had a haircut, he smiled and said, “you are a student, so don’t order more. Every time I got a haircut, I needed one dime less. At that time, the haircut was only 40 to 50 cents. At that time, it was strict. I didn’t know how he handled the difference, which made me grateful and unforgettable. After I graduated from secondary school, I worked in the Bureau of Animal Husbandry. At that time, animal husbandry began to pay attention to it. Some of our newly graduated students all ate canteens with almost no money, and there was a balance of food stamps every month. When working in the Bureau of Animal Husbandry, I often went to the countryside to do wool appraisal. Once I went there for one and a half months. From the middle of April to the end of June, I ran two Sumu and worked with the staff of Sumu veterinary station, carry out wool identification on each sheep of zhugacha and household, and mark the ear number. At that time, I shaved my head every day when I gathered in the sheepfold. When I came back, I became black in the sun. Those days, for me, were the days when I polished my joints, lengthened myself, and my wooden head was gradually knocked up. Remove all the youth and immaturity. Later, I was transferred to the Youth League Committee. At that time, the flag committee was still a bungalow. The Youth League Committee is in the yard of the flag committee. There were three things deeply remembered in the Youth League Committee. One was to popularize social dance. At that time, a cadre was specially transferred from the cultural department to organize the youth of the organization to promote. At that time, it was very lively and novel; the second one was that the Youth League Committee of the autonomous region organized young people to participate in publishing and teaching universities. At that time, thousands of people from all over the flag took part in the university. A house of books made many people addicted to their academic qualifications, and finally they ended up. The third is the construction of youth home. At that time, the activities of the rural League became more and more active, and a group of recruiting League cadres stepped onto the political stage. It can be said that it was one of the most active periods of the Communist Youth League work at that time. Life is a circle. It doesn’t matter whether it is kind or malicious. There are some things that can never win or hide. But it always greets you, leaving your back. Every tear, every fall, every anger and helplessness, of course, there are also every fluke or victory. Even if one limps, one will always take a step forward. When I was in the Youth League Committee, I joined the party and was admitted to the League Party School. After graduation, I went to the commission for economic restructuring and then to the office of the flag committee as a secretary. In addition to almost 518 natural villages in the whole flag, it was to know the situation of the countryside at that time. Planting high-yield corn in big ridges, carrying out basic construction of farmland and ecological circle …… the cadres at that time were really pragmatic. For me, one thing I remember most was that in the early 1990 s, the tide of market economy just rose. I led several secretaries of Koili, such as Yushan, Yancheng, youth, Ridong, etc, it was the only cement road in the town to set up stalls and sell goods on the Central Street, which opened up the Sunday Trade Street. Although it didn’t make any money, it was a pioneer in opening up the market. At that time, the secretary of the league committee gave instructions, praised. Every time I went back, I chatted with Li Yushan, who had already become the deputy secretary of the flag committee, and I had a special taste in my heart. What courage it was in those years. In those wildly flying days, facing every restless dream, I fell down and climbed up again. With your own thoughts, you will have your own personality. Then he returned to the Commission for Restructuring and became the director. At that time, it was under the initiative of Professor Li Yining that small and medium-sized enterprises promoted the joint-stock cooperative system, and some flag-owned enterprises sold, rented, and shares were pushed to the market. After the reform of the enterprise, the economic restructuring commission will die. When I think of these things, I am young and vigorous, and I have no hesitation. Whenever I have the chance, I will rush all the way with the excitement and pride I want. The career has moved forward, and life has never stopped. After I got married, I rented a house and lived in the unit. Later, my wife’s unit divided the house. The house is located in the North Hill, on a large sand lump, which is called the North laogui place. Every night, when I rode a bicycle and went back to my home on the sandbag askew, there was a lamp lighting up for me. That is my real home, a warm place. Now it has become someone else’s house. But that position cannot be erased in my heart. In daqintala town, I had my father-in-law and mother-in-law, and my father and stepmother in the countryside. Later, I passed away one after another. When I worked in the small town, I did not take care of much and did not practice filial piety. I can’t forgive the past moment, although I understand gratitude. But at that time I didn’t know how to chew carefully. Wait and see, there is no chance to make yourself a forever regret. Sometimes when I think of it, I am not as good as the Fool in the town with four packs of rice. I don’t know the origin of his name. But celebrities in the town. A kind person. I knew him when I was working in the Bureau of Animal Husbandry. I remembered that his family name was Li and there was an old mother. He pushed the garbage truck every day and dumped the garbage for the public restaurant. The restaurant gave him food and he took the food, I always put it in a lunch box, put it in my arms, send it back to my old mother, and then go out to work. He also went to the Taiping room of the hospital to see the body at night. Once, on a big morning, he met me and said, “brother, whose town is not a person. I showed his dead person and gave me five cents a night. I told him angrily that no matter how dead your family is, how much money you give me will not be shown. I smiled bitterly and stretched out my thumb. Echoed and responded to him, doing the right thing. Every time I met him, he said hello. Although he doesn’t know my last name. So kind, as if at first sight, maybe I became his bosom friend. It is true that deceiving others is evil, let alone cheating a fool, which is not allowed by heaven. I don’t know if the old man named four packs of rice is still there, which is worthy of people’s respect. Even if he is stupid, he knows how to feed back and be grateful. I have been away from my hometown town for two or ten years. The longer I left, the deeper the imprint was, carved into my bones and left in my soul. I will have more feelings and thoughts about my hometown town, the place called daqintala. The supreme symbol of the town is the Palace of Qing Dynasty, which has a history of more than 300 years and has been inherited by 14 generations of princes. There are cultural relics and materials of the Imperial Tomb of Princess Chen in Liao dynasty, which show the long culture of Naiman tribe. When I was working in the flag, I once went to the Palace of the Prince, in which I have seen the clay sculpture rent-collecting house of the old people of the stone pillar of the National Art family. There are more than 100 people with various styles, different expressions, different classes, the vivid figures of different positions shocked me. I am proud of having such a high-level and talented artist in my hometown. Later, every time I went back, I would visit the palace to listen to the ancient voice, feel the charm of art and experience the pulse of history. It makes people relaxed, happy and awe-inspiring. Every time I go back, there are new changes in daqintala town. With high-rise buildings of eight or seven floors, squares of all sizes, development zones, and six-lane roads …… the construction of small towns is changing with each passing day, with the style of cities. I know that I can’t go back to the original appearance of my hometown town. The original shadow can be seen faintly. The town is already a fragment of memory. The longer I leave, the more I miss and the more I appreciate the beauty of the town. Every time I hear my hometown folk song “noenjiya”, I think of myself. Isn’t I married to a distant place?! Every time I see the WeChat of vigorous Naiman, it seems to smell the breath of hometown. In fact, the wandering people are all children fed by their hometowns. It is always inseparable from the complex of hometown. I sat down on the sofa and lost most of my life. The memory of the town will never be forgotten or gone. I opened the old album of Mengchen, and the old photos hidden in the album always gave me warmth and strength. I opened the album and suddenly burst into tears. I played with the dried pickles knot brought by my hometown friend, and accidentally fell to the ground, disturbing my full depression and the salty smell in my mouth, and began to dream of my hometown town again. Gently, gently a gust of wind blows into my heart and shakes off melancholy is the constant concern of the wandering lonely time I am collecting information about my hometown harvest a whisper in this city when the inspiration of pregnancy and homesickness is hurt by separation and homesickness my thoughts are refreshed. Who will forget a season without wind quietly, quietly a gust of breeze blows into my heart and takes away the lost is the clear memory of the wandering lonely time I am picking the footprints of the wind while the shadow in the dream is the moon of my hometown the snow of 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…

A

When you are in a bad mood, go out and walk aimlessly without anyone’s company. Only one person walks quietly. You can walk as fast as you want. You can walk as far as you want. I can’t see the traffic around me clearly. I am addicted to a person’s world. I can think about my own worries and forget everything around me. The familiar houses are getting farther and farther, surrounded by strange scenes and people. There is no need to greet anyone. No one knows who I am and where I come from? The mood became more and more relaxed, and the vision became wider and wider. There were birds singing happily in the trees, wild ducks and egrets swimming and playing in the river, and the breeze stroke my face, as if touching me gently. It turns out that human beings belong to the spirit of nature. When I abandon the dust and stay away from the noise, I truly belong to myself and find the destination and peace of my heart. All the troubles and pains are because they care too much. When the burden in the heart is removed, the heart becomes particularly relaxed, especially fresh and bright. When I am in a bad mood, when I am lonely, when I am hurt or misunderstood, I like to walk alone. I like people around who don’t know me, and release all my troubles. No one around cares about me. I think about my mind and feel everything around me. One walk can make me forget a lot of unhappiness and annoyance, let me put down the people I can’t put down, the love and love I can’t put down, and let me understand many truths of life, let My Heart suddenly enlightened. Or take an umbrella in the rain, or let the wind and rain wet my clothes and hair, or look at the Moonlight and stars in the light sunshine and dim night. Go out alone, cry sadly, smile alone. The past flashed in my mind like a movie. Life was just like the journey I had traveled. It was winding, accompanied by joys and sorrows, and there was everything. I just walked through the Four Seasons lightly, spring, summer, autumn and winter. After every walk, I felt much happier. When I returned home, it seemed that I had a long separation with my relatives. I should be grateful to God’s gift and my relatives, they never left me and were still around me. I couldn’t leave them either, but sometimes they were hurt the most. Silently thinking that everything I have is a gift from God, I have no reason to be unhappy. Having gone through numerous painful reincarnation of life and death, maybe everything has already been fixed. No matter how unforgettable the missing is, it is destined to say goodbye! No matter how much you care about and don’t give up, some people will leave; Some roads are destined to go alone; Some pains need to be smoothed by yourself; Some endings are already doomed. Go out alone without disturbing friends and relatives. Feel the bright spring and the beauty of the world alone! I am used to walking alone, getting used to loneliness and loneliness. Let go of everything, do not have to deliberately demanding, Heart will be more indifferent. A person is relaxed and free, without any fetters, any troubles, and the sorrow of constant sense and confusion. A person can relax and exercise both physically and mentally when walking. A person can walk without asking others to accompany or walk together. A person makes me think about whether to rely on or not, and a person can also be happy! A person decides according to his own mood and time. A person does not have any ties or ties to see birds and flowers, and changes in the four seasons. Let’s go, get rid of sorrow, get rid of worry. Walk out of your own good mood alone, and walk out of your own New World alone. Life is destined to be a lonely traveller. One’s pain only needs one’s own experience and tolerance, and does not need anyone’s pity and sympathy. If you go to heal your wounds alone, you don’t want to say many words. Even if you do, no one will understand. No matter how hard the road of life is, I have to walk alone. I thank all my relatives and friends for their companionship, which makes my life more colorful. There is reunion in life, there is separation, there is laughter, there is tears, don’t ask too much for others, life is changeable, contentment and satisfaction are the greatest happiness! Cherish what you already have, and don’t expect too much or too much, that is the greatest happiness! In the journey of life, everyone can only accompany you for a long time, and the rest of the road requires you to complete the whole journey by yourself. Many times in life, we go alone, bear the fate alone, bear the ups and downs, joys and sorrows of life alone. Life is a lonely journey. Some roads need one person to walk, even if it is lonely, dark, painful and sad. One person carries his bag and goes on a lonely road to welcome the dawn and send off the sunset glow, another big storm also to move forward. 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…

Spring rain

In the spring of this year, the spring rains one after another came quite timely, but the feeling that gave me was not happy, not warm, not to mention the feeling that the spring rain was as expensive as oil. The trickle spring rain is like sobbing and complaining, tangling my heart, like falling into the abyss, adding a lot of troubles, missing and pain. In this spring, my parents, parents and loved ones had physical problems one after another, which made me worried about him and rushed to cure him every day, making my body and mind feel tired. But what worries me most is my father’s body. Originally, my father’s body was very tough, and he had never taken medicine for injection in his whole life, but after the Spring Festival this year, my father’s body became thinner and thinner, my physical strength is obviously not as good as before. It is because of this that I am more worried about my father. When thinking of the reunion of the family during the Spring Festival, my father still drank with us, telling us some big reasons, and then looking at my father’s increasingly dispirited spirit and more and more confused thinking, I often feel sad secretly. The thing I worried about still happened. Just over a month, my father could no longer take care of himself. My physical fitness declined so fast that I couldn’t imagine it. Dad was not sick. He didn’t feel any pain or discomfort. He wanted to take him to the hospital for examination. He said he wouldn’t go anything. He also said he was not sick. He really had no choice, I had to invite a doctor from the county hospital to come home to have a look. After seeing it, the doctor also said that my father was not sick. It was the result of the failure of all kinds of muscles in his body when he was old, is it true that 88-year-old dad can’t do it? My father’s life was very short. In just one week, I only took two shifts to accompany him 24 hours a day. My father left us and the world that made him miss, he left the relatives he missed. My father really passed away, but I always felt that my father didn’t leave, and my father’s voice, face and smile were always emerging in my mind. Dad is a kind and strict father. Father’s kindness to his children is shown in his desperate sacrifice and dedication spirit. At first, there was a sister above me, but when she was 20 years old, she suddenly got seriously ill. In order to cure her, dad took her to the famous hospitals in the county and province alone. Sister a disease is 4 years, this 4 years, Sister almost all spent in the hospital, when we were kids, go to school and mother can only at home and take care of us several brothers and sisters, my father insisted on accompanying my sister day and night in the hospital. There was no need to say about his hard work. When the provincial hospital finally diagnosed her sister’s illness, many people persuaded dad to give up the treatment for her sister, but Dad said nothing. Dad always said that there would be no regret only after trying hard. I saw my father crying secretly in the corridor of the hospital several times, which was my concern and love for my sister. At that time, our family was a family of eight. Our father was the only labor force in the family. At that time, my father didn’t delay his work all the year round, and he couldn’t sell all his family’s ration home, sister sick after, 4 years home income alone mom with we use holiday side line, make some trivial money children, maintain our to school-to-day expenses, the ration can only rely on the returned grain, The famine is coming. In spite of this, my father still desperately sought medical treatment for my sister. Sister last days, stool product persistent time long, can’t self-care, dad put on rubber gloves, finger stick on soapy water, 1.1 point to sister cleaning, that care and patience, let us feel the greatness of father’s love for it. In the early 60’s of the last century, during the three years of natural disasters, every family lived by eating potherb and bark, only a few Jin of food in a month. For the sake of our children, father and mother would rather be hungry by themselves, we also need to save a mouthful of food and try our best to give the insignificant food to our children. They only rely on potherb, bark and weeds to live their lives, but also have to bear heavy labor, it was under their care that we went through that difficult period safely. We brothers have never heard dad praise us publicly since we were young. Dad always treats us with a stern face, which makes us fear dad from childhood. At that time, our family was very poor. In order to live, we couldn’t play freely after school or on holidays like other children, As long as we have time, Dad always assigns us tasks. After school in winter, everyone has to pick up a handful of firewood. At that time, it was different from now on. Firewood was used by every family to burn fire, and the ground was already bare. Where could we easily find firewood? Sometimes we had to walk far away, it took several hours to pick up a broken firewood. When we came home, Dad had to test our Labor achievements, and every time we got the evaluation, it was dad’s dissatisfaction, it is not because we have found less firewood, but because we cannot help burning the firewood we have found. In summer, after school, dad asked us to dig wild vegetables to feed pigs, which made us think we dug less every time. In winter vacation and summer vacation, it was even the hardest time for us. There were four brothers, and they played straw ropes one by one. Dad gave us the number of tasks every day. In order to complete the tasks, we had to work from early to dark, sometimes after a vacation, we are all tired to take off our appearance. At that time, I was afraid of my father, and I didn’t dare to say any complaints in my heart. But now I think about it, it was just the strict requirements that my father made on us at that time that cultivated our spirit of hard work today, It has become the capital of our whole life. Although my father was very strict with us, he placed great hope on us. No matter how difficult the family was, he wouldn’t let us drop out of school and always encouraged us to finish the final study, when we read it, it will be available to us. Dad is a very respected person in the village. People respect dad as a hardworking and thrifty master. From the time I could remember, I felt that my father never stopped and kept working all the time. Outside the house, everything was carried on his shoulder alone, I didn’t hear dad say a word of bitterness and tiredness. He is a very strong person. It was because of my father’s hard work that our family of many people lived in the village, which made many people envy. Not only did it not drag down the country, relatives and friends, but also made life self-sufficient. People respect dad, but also because dad is a reasonable person. Although my father didn’t read many books, I always felt that my father’s knowledge couldn’t catch up with him. Just saying that my father wrote good words, I couldn’t catch up with my father’s level after years of hard work. Therefore, I was not less criticized by my father. When I was young, I admired most every New Year. Many neighbors around the village came to dad with red paper to write couplets, seeing and hearing their praises to dad, I am also very proud of my young heart, feeling that there is such a special brilliance on my father’s face. My father knew many allusions, laws and morals and so on. Until many years after I took part in the work, I had to consult my father about some things. Every time when my family got together, dad also often tells us some principles of doing things, which has benefited us a lot. People in the village often discuss with my father about something big or small, which gives me the feeling that my father has never done a muddle-headed thing in his life. Dad is also a person who loves cleanness. As a farmer, no matter how busy and hard he works every day, he will never forget his cleanness. Dad washed his hair every day since he was young. The towel was always clean and bright, leaving the fragrance of soap. This habit of dad has a deep influence on me, and I have always inherited this habit of dad. In fact, what made the villagers praise and envy most was that Dad worked fast, well-behaved and clean. When it comes to these things, people will give examples of villagers wiping houses in the past. In the past, there were mud houses in the village. Every year, people would wipe mud on their own houses. Many people would spray their mud ideas when throwing mud on the wall, while when dad was doing this work, he sometimes wore a white sweater. After a work, there was no mud on his body, which became a good story for villagers to talk about after dinner. My father treats people sincerely and is hospitable and good at making friends. What impressed me most was that when I was very young, there were always some old customers selling local products from North Town. My father always gave these customers a lot of convenience and made room for them impatiently, give up Kang and let these guests exchange local products in the village. In the long run, dad will make friends with these guests, and constantly expand the circle of friends and often contact with them. People in the village also knew that Dad was hospitable. At that time, friends often got together, unlike now. At that time, as long as they were friends, everyone would take the initiative to help each other and never make conditions. Maybe it was my father’s character that influenced me and made me have so many good friends in my life. My father left me, which made my heart sad. My father’s past events made it difficult for me to count them one by one. What made me sad most was that, dad asked us, who were children, to pay and show filial piety to him too little. He never worked for children. Even when he was old, his children were not around, and he even didn’t come home for a long time. Dad never blamed us. Instead, he understood us more. Dad always said, everyone has a life to live, we are very good, don’t miss us, come home to see if you have time, don’t come if you don’t have time. Even under the condition that dad’s health was getting worse and worse, he didn’t let us run home. What he thought about was us, but he didn’t let us think about him. Now, let me truly feel the painful feeling that the seed wants to be filial but cannot be treated. Dad, your spirit will last forever, Heaven flowers bloom, pray for my father, spring rain is like crying, see my father off. Dad, my son shouted long, you are in my heart forever! 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. 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Laba

Many people say that the older you are, the more addicted you are to recalling the past. With the coming of Laba Festival, a song I sang while dancing rubber bands with my little sisters when I was a child. Don’t be greedy for your wife. After Laba is the year. With childlike tone, I came from the deep of distant memory from time to time, and brought me back to the time when I was a child. It seemed that in a flash, life stepped from childhood to old age. People are unwilling. The road ahead is really shorter and shorter. The more like this, the more expensive and urgent the time is. The more unwilling you want to waste every minute you walk around day by day, I also feel that I should cherish the arrival of every festival. When I was on duty, I had heavy work tasks and didn’t want to live up to the time. I devoted all my efforts to work, but my energy was limited, so I couldn’t take care of my work and home. For many years, the family life was in a mess, and there was even no concept of festivals in my mind. Jump out of the third boundary, not in the five elements. After retirement, I was out of the world of mortals, completely free from freedom and relaxed. From then on, what I wanted to do was to concentrate on my own life. Whenever festivals come, I will arrange meals carefully, which can be regarded as a kind of compensation for the past debt. The day before Laba Festival, I silently arranged three meals a day in my heart. The traditional Laba porridge must be eaten, so I would shake the rice, coix seed, black rice, peanuts, black beans, medlar, jujube and Lily in my hands every time I grabbed one, it seems that it is not grain but full of happiness and contentment. Cherish the happy life! I say this to myself. In the early morning of Laba Festival, Laba porridge was cooked and several rock candies were put in. The Laba porridge was soft and smooth, permeating with attractive sweet taste. The rising hot air was filled with the warmth of the festival, and the smell of oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and fireworks even made my mood much better. At noon, I simply cooked a few small dishes. I brought the lunch dishes to the dining table and shouted to the Hall: ready! To dinner! The man in front of the computer stood up and came to the table. He looked at some side dishes and said, “it seems that I have to drink a little wine. Drink! Today is Laba Festival. I immediately pandered to him. Wine is a gluttonous worm in my husband’s belly. When he was young, he was addicted to alcohol and became addicted to it. When he was excited, he would drink and sing by himself. When the bright moon came, he asked a pot of wine between the blue sky and flowers, drinking alone without blind date wine is great, and the world is new in dreams. Wine helps poetry, but also makes the table happy. Somehow, after he was not confused, he changed his temperament greatly. His drinking capacity increased and he often got drunk. And every time he got drunk, he would lose his appearance, which made the whole family uneasy. During those days, I was always scared. Every time he came back late at night, my son and I would be worried. At that time, I was always in extreme distress, and even thought about whether to go on the road of marriage. After calming down, the anger disappeared. No one was perfect and no gold was enough. Besides, I also had many shortcomings. There was a saying that tolerance was high and harmony was high. It was unreasonable between husband and wife, no one is absolutely wrong, and no one is absolutely right. Bear it, let it go, and many tangles and hatred will disappear. I endured the Great situation of marriage. After his retirement, he no longer went out to meet wine friends, and completely rejected the wine bureau of Hu Tianhai. I only drink a little at home occasionally, and the amount of alcohol is decreasing day by day. Sometimes, we also discuss a little wine culture at the table. I said, drinking wine properly is a good thing to keep you healthy. After that, it not only ruined your image, but also made your family restless. At that time, you almost lost your wife. Maybe he realized his mistake, and he didn’t lose his temper or refute it. He just said that wine was a good thing, depending on how to drink it. Drinking it well and keeping his body, drinking too much would hurt people, previous years is don’t understand. In the past few years after his retirement, his wine glasses have been changed many times, the smaller they are, the smaller they are, and now they have been changed into a small exquisite Cup, and the wine in it can’t contain one or two, every time he drank such a small glass to relieve his appetite. Sometimes I am afraid that he will drink and taste nothing alone, and I will accompany him to drink a little to cheer him up. Drinking some wine on Laba Festival will naturally enrich the festive atmosphere. I encourage him to drink! Drink!. While drinking and chatting, I talked about the topic of new year. I said: It’s going to pass Laba, these days, I have been thinking of the singing of my wife and wife when I was young. Now I can’t find the feeling of looking forward to the new year. Yes, my mood is different. When I was young, who didn’t expect the new year! Then I remembered the scene of Shao Xiao celebrating the new year in his hometown, the couplets at that time, the reception of gods at that time, the spring bars at that time, At that time, I especially liked reading chuntiao. At that time, during the new year, every family stuck a narrow red paper on the wall facing the door in front of the Kang, which was full of New Year’s words. I only remember that it is appropriate to enter the new year, everything goes well, and the whole grain is abundant, livestock flocks, more than auspicious, family delight! I can’t remember anything else. I asked my husband whether he still remembered that he would come casually, and he would like to enter the spring festival. He would pay tens of thousands of dollars, and he would be beautiful and everything would be updated! It is appropriate to enter the Spring Festival and laugh ha ha, the god of wealth comes to my home. It is appropriate to enter the Spring Festival on February, three or four peach blossoms will bloom in the garden, five six seven eight will add hundreds of blessings, and 90 winter wax will celebrate the new! The master spoke out one after another, which made me full of joy and laughter. These auspicious words all expressed people’s expectation for a prosperous day and a better life at that time. However, that was just a kind of good wish written on paper. The real modern happy life could not be seen by the older generation. My mother could be regarded as a blessed person. After the new century, she saw and enjoyed the prosperous life and rich life with her own eyes, which was a great comfort to I am. A story brought by chuntiao made me laugh. This story happened in Mr. Zhou’s hometown. There was a cultural farmer in his village. Chang’an, the production team, excluded him to feed cattle in the team. He felt that he was too talented to use cattle. He felt very wronged in his heart. During the Spring Festival, he used to write spring stripes to complain that it was better, I picked up the grass and earned centimeters! This spring strip is unique, real, humorous and funny. When the teacher just finished speaking, I couldn’t eat and stopped laughing. The teacher continued, later, when the cultural revolution came, the farmer was criticized, you are a party member, and you are not satisfied with letting you herd cattle. Do you have a party member like you? His critics criticized him in this way. I said, yes. At that time, I advocated to be a revolutionary brick, where to move. He was full of resentment when writing Spring stripes. It was strange that he didn’t be criticized. We had a happy laugh again. The lunch of Laba Festival ended with laughter. After washing the bowl and chopsticks, I was still not satisfied, so I sat in front of the computer and knocked this Happy Laba Festival into my words. I also pass on my happiness and joy to my literary friends. May you enjoy a happy Laba festival like me! 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. 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Farewell

Farewell! My 2014 stood at the ferry at the end of the year. I waved my hand gently and said reluctantly: Goodbye! My 2014! Looking back on the past, the boundless clouds and water. This year, I experienced ups and downs, seclusion and darkness, ups and downs. Once the sea changed; Once tears streaming down his face; Once he picked up all the cold branches and refused to live, so the lonely sandbar was cold. Now the past has gone with the wind, and my heart is clear. I remember Russell said that scars are the best gift from life. Therefore, I am grateful to those who hurt me. It is they who let me learn to protect myself and practice a strong heart. After the pain, wipe away the tears from the corners of the eyes gently and greet the bright sunshine with a bright smiling face. This year, I asked again and again in seclusion, what is true happiness? We were so eager for the waves of fate that we finally found out that the most graceful scenery in life was the calmness and calmness in our heart; We had been so eager for the recognition of the outside world, and we didn’t know until the end: the world belongs to itself and has nothing to do with others (Yang Jiang). This year, I have experienced a lot of things, and I began to realize my thoughts. I kept thinking about my life, and my heart became calm and calm. I learned to follow my inner feelings and spend every day happily. Don’t please anyone, be the truest self. Sleep late, wash clothes, drink green tea, taste prose, write and write words, and warm the Sun; Meet friends to climb mountains, enjoy flowers and dance; Have dinner, chat and watch TV with relatives. Life is so beautiful, happiness is within reach. This year, I was moistened by the warmth of friendship, and unexpectedly found that I unwittingly embarked on a more gorgeous and better journey. Old saying daughter easy, Friend is hard to find. To be able to fully reveal your own voice in front of others, without concealing or dodging. It is often the same as the heart. Among tens of millions of people and hundreds of millions of people, I met such a demon, my bosom friend! How lucky! Meet a group of people, Liping, Cuicui, Jingxian, Angel, Quan Hua, Xueping, Bai Liye! God! I am so happy!! My friends are the most precious gift God has given me. With them, the wonderful and touching moments fill the deep heart, feeling healthy, young and energetic. In this year, I gained experience, sentiment and friendship. Time is like water, and there is always no words 2014. You walk gently, just like you come gently! From then on, I can only meet you in memory, and from then on, I can only recall you in photos. Love 20141228 nights 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…

School

Although an interesting story in school has reached a certain age, it will become much indifferent to what I have met and seen in front of my eyes. Besides, I am also a person with great thoughts, I could have seen more light clouds and breeze. However, I still have some feelings about what happened today, so I felt that I should make myself more comfortable by writing down, so I wrote down some words in my heart. Today, I accidentally received a message, our dormitory 5 personal, because dormitory health sub grid school criticized. I was very strange about this result, and immediately thought that on the day when the hygiene was checked, Zhitie didn’t go to class that afternoon and didn’t have enough nap, he escaped from that class. Ha ha, I believe everyone already knows that I am Feng Tao. So before checking, he sorted out the dormitory again, which was already very good and clean. I, Wang Laoshi and Chen Tuo were all surprised and praised for it when they came back from class. Our dormitory 5 people all because dormitory health unqualified was criticized, that would have been just a small matter. But soon Feng Tao realized that the sanitation of our dormitory must be much better than most of the dormitories on the whole floor on the day of inspection, and why did our dormitory end up like this? After a careful consideration, it is very simple. None of our dormitories is from the student union. No one is very familiar with the students from the student union who check the hygiene, and none of them is a probationary Party member or a party member, who will we approve if we don’t approve? The same is true for many other dormitories. And what the teacher of discipline inspection commission of the school got was not the information handed over by the officers of the student union, but who could say anything about his handling result? Our dormitory 5 individuals dormitory health sub grid was criticized. This is just a small thing, really, nothing. However, school has always been called the purest, warmest and best place by people and teachers. It is also the paradise on earth, and I believe it is true. Then, what will the society I will enter soon look like? This thing like today should be just a piece of cake! Because although I haven’t really stepped into the melting pot of society, I have heard many complaints that are much more interesting than this trivial matter. In the melting furnace of society, many people were melted into ashes, many people became molten pulp, and many people were melted into smoke. Of course, there are also many people’s shallow coats melted away, and the remaining determined hearts are shining with golden light. Despite the burning flame, it still cannot reduce its color and brightness. Of course, Feng Tao didn’t like to enter such a society. No matter how bad the surrounding environment was, his disposition and pursuit couldn’t be changed. Therefore, he believed that on the day when he had to step into the society soon, he could still hold his head high and walk slowly. Today’s little thing still makes me sigh. However, although it is too good hope, I still hope that there will be few such laments in my future life! 14.12.8 jing hu wrote qq:1442356909 likes (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…

Read

I once saw the book “understand life” in my friend’s place, but I didn’t put it down when I picked it up. The content in the book was reasonable with examples, the words were simple and plain, and things were like in my ears, but the truth was profound and true. After reading it, it makes people feel suddenly enlightened, and the haze in the heart is cleared away. It is like a thoroughly remoulded body and suddenly enlightened. Suffering from adversity is usually a kind of luck to people. The black father in the book brought his son to know Van Gogh, the son of Gao and the poor shoemaker, who was too poor to marry a wife for his whole life, and made his son understand that God didn’t let people’s success be seen from their birth. This son named Il Prague was the first black journalist who won Pulitzer Prize in American history. Luck sometimes puts its favorite among the lower class, letting them conduct humble occupations and keeping them away from money, power and honor, however, it makes them stand out in a meaningful and valuable field. Holland said: the most delicate and charming flowers grow on the darkest land, and those grandest and straight forests always take root in the steepest rocks, raising their heads to the sky. While Gao Pu even broke the secret with one word. He said: not every misfortune is a disaster, and adversity in the early years is usually a kind of luck. Fighting against difficulties not only ruined our life, but also prepared rich experience for the more fierce competition in the future. I read the truth from the book and understood the people and things around me. Yes, each of us has no smooth life. It is always as high and low as a rolling mountain. It is common to shed tears, sweat and blood, facing it calmly will make us feel a little happy and proud in the memory of the years. My best friend experienced an extremely difficult setback in her life. Her devoted lover betrayed her, and emotions such as grievance, anger and confusion once occupied her ideological space. In addition to accompanying her, I gave her more advice to study. It was a test for her to try to take this setback as a gold stone. In that summer, she wandered beside the green lotus pond, reading and thinking, walking out of the shadow and putting down the burden of her soul. She found a job with a new mental outlook, independent and self-improvement. She was far away from the previous full-time housewife life surrounding her husband, children and family. She became generous, self-esteem and self-reliance while learning tolerance and calmness. She also became more fond of reading, because reading cured her pain and changed her life. Now she is enjoying the happiness of work. Many setbacks are always a good start, and adversity is the prelude to prosperity. Some people grow up in setbacks, while others fall down in setbacks. If you stand up, you will be able to achieve a better self; If you insist on the ground, people who feel sorry for themselves and sigh deeply, are doomed to continue crying. Life that has never experienced setbacks is not life at all. Frustration is the primary color of life. Just as the chewing gum advertisement says: disillusionment is the beginning of growth. Reading teaches us to face adversity with an optimistic or pessimistic attitude. Facing setbacks optimistically will make us stand more stable. The great poet Ji Bolun said: When you turn your back to the sun, you will only see your shadow. When we choose to look at the dark side of things, we cannot see the bright side; When we choose to be pessimistic, we cannot be optimistic. Whether it is career, family or health, we will encounter a low ebb. However, we keep a humorous and philosophical attitude and positive confidence, overcome our psychological defects and accumulate a little bit every day, after a long journey of life, there will always be gains and happiness. Reading makes us strong and wise. Reading helps us walk out of the shadow of life and find sunshine. In the noisy world of mortals, we feel that we are too busy to read and think. In order to survive, in order to comply with many cooperations in the world, I am wronged by my own wishes. After one or two times, I have already become numb, and more people are keen on going to parties, sauna, to sing and dance, then loneliness becomes a deadly poison, and the game life becomes endless fun. Living alone in the fighting room, holding several good books, reading them carefully at night became the luxuries of a few people. Spring flower autumn no longer, Red Light Green dance still. The wise man of sculpture is looking at us coldly. After the hot wine, we were keen on the expectation of the next party; Ridiculed the text messages and kept reading, ignoring our more responsibilities. No longer afraid of ignorance, but regard poverty as a tiger; Don’t think about what you are doing, but sigh with emotion that time flies ruthlessly. The fear of human nature is not its own cowardice, but the shadow of life. The thoughts of the philosophers are like lonely stars. I stick to the pleasure of reading and enjoy the life of reading. 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…