Unwilling

Lying alone in bed, I don’t want to think or think about anything. I have been recalling in recent days, looking through all the things I have left, in different places and in different periods. It seems that those days that I can’t go back can lie quietly in places that are not noticed. Only I am pursuing my own past. I doubted again and again, and hesitated again and again. Until now, I am still not sure whether I can live up to the past. Although I have told myself many times, the real beginning should start from this moment I am a person who likes nostalgia and likes to look for things that I have never seen in the process of nostalgia, no matter good or bad. Some people say that this is a reaction of lack of security, some say that this is a choice that doesn’t like the status quo, and some say that I may be trapped in the whirlpool of the past too deep. I don’t want to correct or deny all kinds of different sayings, because I don’t know what I am doing! Of course, I have also spent time thinking about it, but it seems that I can get different results every time. Looking back at those fleeting times, I felt flustered, confused, scared and regretful inexplicably. When there were some tears streaming down my face, I felt as if I was looking at stories that didn’t belong to me from my own standpoint. It may be because of the sadness of the unreachable self in the story, and for the unreachable self. Past of time! Not long ago, I silently made a small wish that I would never let down the past time. At that time, I carefully arranged dreams one after another in that secret place. I was afraid of being pried out, so I planned to take care of them with my heart. -Later? Yet there was no good start but a bad ending came to an end, which betrayed his promise like that. I am not willing to blame others, but I am not willing to punish myself, but is there any way to have the best of both sides? Let me know that my IQ is not enough, so I don’t know where to start. If I don’t recall it deliberately, then those things that are not deep or shallow should disappear without trace! Although I haven’t reached the age of senile dementia, sometimes I feel like I have amnesia. Things that happened a few days ago will become blurred, and things that happened a few years ago will be forgotten completely, the terrible thing is to forget that some people who came to my life once heard that they could meet about 2000 people in their life, but I don’t know whether I will meet so many. I always feel that meeting thousands of people can only pass by, but the people who really meet and know each other are less than one in ten thousand, so sometimes it seems a little confused. However, those confused times still passed. Although they did not pass quickly, they were finally left in an invisible place. In the past, I always thought that life was long and time would walk slowly, but when I walked, I found that the time I had passed had been pulled apart for a long time, as if it would come to the end of my life soon. At this time, I found that my wrong thoughts could not change anything. I didn’t know whether I could rely on my own efforts to retain anything except recalling them over and over again. In fact, I just want to keep some of my own time and traces in it. It’s still true: may you and I live up to the past time! 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…

Because

I don’t know since when, I suddenly find that on the urban and rural roads of Junan County, in the day and night, there are police cars patrolling around you slowly by accident; on the streets of the county, the heavily armed special police were on duty, while the special police riding motorcycles were quietly patrolling in and out of the alley. At the beginning, it didn’t attract much attention from me. It was not until one day that I suddenly realized that all these had quietly changed the lives of residents in small cities. I have the habit of walking after dinner. Every time I took a walk after dinner, there were always three or four calls urging me to go home in a short hour. At first, my wife asked me where I was, and told me not to go to a remote place, but to walk on a street with lights; If I didn’t go home, my daughter warned me that it was unsafe in the dark, and the bad guys focused on the old, it smells a bit threatening; If I haven’t arrived home yet, my son calls to ask if I want to answer it; Of course, the most effective one is still the grandson’s phone, the content of the phone remains unchanged, grandpa, hurry home, there is a big wolf. Sometimes I was getting warm with my old friends, and the phone calls one after another wiped out my good mood. I can’t remember clearly from that day on, my family no longer called to urge me to go home. I’m not used to not getting such a phone call indirectly. I once asked my son why you didn’t call me to urge me to go home. My son replied that there were policemen patrolling the streets and lanes, which was not one hundred times better than our protection of you, and it was safe to go home late. Once I told this to my colleague, this old friend also felt the same way. My colleague’s daughter often worked at night. One night a few years ago, she got off work and rode to the door of the residential area where she lived. Two robbers who rode bicycles robbed her daughter’s bag, my daughter was also injured by the robber’s fall, frightened, and stayed in the hospital for a period of time. After I knew this, I asked my colleague whether to call the police. The colleague said, “no call the police. There are more flying car thieves in the county, and it is useless to call the police. If such a thing happens, you should consider yourself unlucky. Since then, whenever my daughter works at night shift, my colleague must pick her up at the place where she works. After several years, my colleague’s body and mind are very tired. One day, my daughter said that there were policemen patrolling on the street, and it was safe to work at night, so she no longer asked her colleagues to pick them up. Colleagues said: The police only catch Sobi. My daughter laughed, Dad, did you teach the students “police and Hymns” too many times, forming a thinking pattern, and it was American police who caught Soby, and it was ohenry’s novel. After laughing, my colleague never picked up her daughter who was on the night shift. My colleague said that when his daughter was on the night shift, he didn’t have the feeling of fear and fear. One day in early summer, I rode to Wanghai building for a whole morning. After returning home, I carried an electric car to the storeroom. Because the corridor is narrow and the storage room is small, it is always very laborious to put electric cars every time. What a coincidence today, my daughter also came home from work. I asked my daughter to help move the car. My daughter was still motionless, laughing. Seeing that I was a little angry, my daughter said: Dad, haven’t you been on the street these days? Is moving a car related to going on the street? That matters a lot. The public security bureau held a public return ceremony in the square, and the old cases several years ago were all solved. Return more than 200 yuan of property robbed, stolen and robbed by the masses, and dozens of electric vehicles. The Little Thief lent him three courage. I think he dare not move your electric car. Look at whose car is still moving around. After my daughter reminded me, I noticed that there were rows of electric cars in the open space in front of the building. In the past, I dared not even think about it. There are neighbors of electric cars in the community. They have not lost their cars, but also lost their batteries. Seeing that I was silent, my daughter said again: Dad, don’t you like codewords? You just write down the police officers in our county, and the title of the article has been figured out for you, it is called “Just because you are in life”, OK? Yes, our life becomes so comfortable, comfortable and safe only because we have policemen in our life. If these things happened around me and in the circle of friends make me look at Junan, a police team that is particularly capable of fighting; Then, in the hot days, I took part in Junan prose writers’ cultural collection activities when entering the police camp, and got a further understanding of Junan, a police team which is for people to live and work in peace and contentment and social stability and prosperity. As soon as we entered the battle training base of the county public security bureau, we were shocked by the high and hot morale of the police. In the words of Junan people, in the summer days, there is smoke on the ground, and the sky is on fire. The police officers on the training ground were not afraid of the scorching sun. The thick training suits had already been wet by sweat, with white alkali flowers. Fire fighting and emergency rescue, grab the blade from scratch, capture the gangsters, combat training, rely on rock climbing demonstration, simulate and deal with unexpected group incidents, which makes people stunned and soul-stirring; Excited your blood boiling and impassioned. After the training, I was still intoxicated in the observation just now. Teacher, drink a cup of tea to relieve summer heat. A young policeman with a solid head and a black face just walked down the training ground handed me a cup of tea. Teacher, don’t you know me? I am Xiao Xu. He saw that I hadn’t thought of him for a while, and said to me, “teacher, I read a passage. Listen: since I was a child, I had a small dream: to be an excellent people’s policeman, standing on the sacred position, it protects the security of the country. The police is sacred, because he is more brave and responsible than others. When I grow up, I will be a people’s policeman, making ordinary people feel more at ease and steadfast under the arms of the people’s policemen. One day in the future, I will put on the police uniform I have been looking forward to for a long time and stand in the position I have always dreamed. I know very well that it is not enough to have dreams alone. I will try my best to pursue dreams. In fact, my dream is not far away from me. To realize my dream of being a policeman, we must work hard from now on, study hard, exercise our body and make ourselves further from my dream. Do the teacher still remember? Remember, this is the composition “I Have a Dream” you wrote in the second year of junior high school. Congratulate you dream come true! Teacher, I remember clearly that dreams come true, which is your criticism of my words. I still remember that you read my composition as a model essay and posted it in the learning column at the back of the classroom. This inspires me to learn for my dream. After a pause, Xiao Xu continued: when I really became a policeman, when I walked into Junan police team, I gradually realized that there was still a distance between ideal and reality from the old generation of policemen. I gradually understand: in front of the Golden Shield, there is only courage; In front of the people, there is only dedication! In the days of peace, there are invisible swords and swords, which require obscure dedication. Sometimes, you even need to sacrifice your flesh and blood to create a warning soul. Only in this way can we get children’s clear reading voice, lovers’s happy Kiss, old man’s kind smile teacher, do you know our Junan police rescue the robbed children in Dadian town and the kidnapped children in Fangqian town, CCTV legal program was once broadcast as a typical case. At that time, from director Liu Xing to the policemen who joined the war, how much effort had been put into it. But when we saw the scene of putting the children into their parents’ arms, the children’s families were filled with tears. We thought all these sacrifices were worthwhile! Just as director Liu Xing said, the reason why we are humble and dare not forget our country is that we must devote ourselves sincerely and serve the people wholeheartedly in police uniforms. It is precisely because we have a sacred name, we must be ready to make heroic sacrifices at any time. The police force was just training people. If it hadn’t been seen by themselves, I am wouldn’t have matched the boy who used to speak with a blush and quiet girl in the past. Having watched their training and heard their heartfelt words, I said: Junan police are good! You stand up your generous chest without hesitation, forming a solid barrier to resist evil forces and promote justice one after another; You shut out evil, ferocious, insidious and despicable. Your excellent ability to defeat the enemy is admirable, and your high-spirited and unyielding spirit makes every spectator on the scene unforgettable! Compared with you, what reason do we have for not devoting ourselves? It is often said that we should see soldiers in wars and policemen in peacetime. In peacetime, we may not experience the baptism of blood and fire any more, or the earth-shaking great sacrifice may be less, but the struggle with criminals and evil forces will never be released to the south and put weapons and guns into storage. Every time I see the new appearance of Junan ancient city, the busy and abundant people coming and going in the small city, and the harmonious and warm happiness of every family, I wonder if you will naturally think of me, our peace guard police in Junan. 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 original intention of the Spring Festival is to let the land where we are born have a rest, and let the hard-working farmers have a rest. When the spring ploughing is approaching, the strength of the coming year will be saved and the harvest will be more vigorous. Or when spring comes, let everyone have a heart of gratitude and pray for good weather in the coming year. However, no matter what kind of explanation, spring is just a word of rest for me. At the earliest time, the way for adults to rest was just to get together and play the game slightly mixed with small flowers. As a child, I often watched outside, no matter who lost or won, you can gradually or slowly gain a little reward, and then exchange this reward for gunpowder that can make a sound. When I was a little older, I was a little rebellious and didn’t want to stay at home with my parents. In the spring of the new year, the way to rest was to give full play to my young passion, invite three to five friends to go shopping and eat some worthless local specialties. Even if you don’t buy anything, you don’t want to stay at home. When I entered the Rong gate, I seemed to be more lazy. During the rare spring vacation, I would always be greedy to be tired and sleepy in that sofa, they tend to be blurred in soap operas that can’t be watched when leading troops, and they tend to be dispelled in indulged drinking, and they tend to be lost in the phone case of qingnong. After I became a parent, it seemed that I had never left Jing Nan. The world was full of shadows of Jing Nan. Until the spring of the year, I will carefully select a film to accompany her to laugh happily in the theater; I will carefully select a book to accompany her to harvest knowledge in the bookstore; I will carefully arrange a trip and accompany her to feel happiness during the trip. But now, when I was about to run four, I found that the most desirable way to rest was still the way when I was young, staying with my parents, chatting and eating, even if I just stayed quietly beside my parents, such a simple wish was so difficult. The rest of spring of the year is not only the rest of physical strength, but also the family affection that I feel guilty for staying away but anxious to make up! 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…

Bone end

After a rain, the originally depressed air had a fresh feeling. At this time, sitting alone in the small room, listening to the shouting outside when drinking, tranquility is established in comparison. Outside the window is the courtyard where the landlord is located. In the past, there were still people coming in and out because there were rental houses inside. Now, due to the demolition of the House and the policy of banning construction, looking out of the window, only a large area of black villages in the city can be regarded as a boutique, the only unforgettable thing in the whole village is that there are many dogs. Of course, this phenomenon is hard to encounter in other places. At night, dogs barked incessantly, which made the night more passionate. There were originally two small parks in the village. Because of the maintenance, green grass and green shade, as well as the lack of lights, they never broke off. But this is the previous thing. Now, although two small parks still exist, it gives people the feeling that they are not clean enough and dirty enough. When summer comes, the buzzing sound of mosquitoes makes people stop walking and take the scenery seriously. In the era when money was rampant, it was believed that such a pity could not be overdone. After all, what everyone thinks of is more about money. Because only money can have a great chance to survive in this world, and happiness is also related to this at some time! This is by no means a naive thought, nor a bamboo pole killing a large area. In fact, when money is not enough to be dispatched day by day, or it becomes serious pressure because of money every day, then ask: how should happiness come? However, many people will think of the saying “contentment is always happy”, and they will always think that money has nothing to do with it. Even if it is related, it is also a scumbag. Maybe some people don’t like sorrow at any time, even if the sky falls down, or if relatives and friends encounter any death, they will turn a blind eye to it. Even, it seems that everything is none of my own business! I don’t know whether such a person is a gentleman or not? If calculated, then the world can be reduced to this, everything is normal! On the contrary, those people who care about the country and the people are all bastards. They have nothing to look for, and they will die if they die! No wonder, most of the time, the eulogized people belong to ruthless people. Their achievements are written on their hips, which are specially for those dedicated women! It is no wonder that the history of five thousand years has changed from one ditch to another. In today’s view, all these are normal! Some things, when the essence remains the same, then no matter how to make it up, it is still it! Just like the story of Painted Skin, although it once charmed many men and made many men lust. But in the end, it is a dream. After all, it will break a lot of things. As long as you analyze them carefully, you will know what they mean, because many endings can explain everything! However, among all the people, how many people belong to the sober category? This problem has been bothering a lot all the time, which makes some passions disappear with disappointment. Of course, the origin of disappointment is that there are too many disappointments, which seems to be an unchangeable kind of human resources. If everything can be changed through efforts, or one day it will change. Then, no matter how difficult it is, someone will continue to do it. But isn’t this a dream? History show? What is the role of history? Even if history is not all true, it has traces to find! This belongs to the nagging in the middle of the night, which originates from all kinds of worries for many days. In many different viewpoints, there is no need to argue or distinguish. Words are just like a person’s space. The passionate words flowing out quietly from the bottom of the bones will not stop because of any interference even if they may be forbidden! 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…

Thoughts

During this period of time, many things were not smooth. I wrote down what the company would do in 2015 unconsciously on the work diary! What! Get how degree! Will it be like this! I wrote a self-statement and wrote down the following short paragraphs unconsciously. For more than a year, apart from moaning a few poems occasionally on WeChat, there is no other word. The prose creation that I think is best at and I like seems to seal up the image. Every day, almost every day! Open your eyes to write materials, then open your eyes to write materials, then write materials! I don’t like writing materials much, but it’s not because I don’t like them. Firstly, this is the capital for me to settle down. Secondly, writing materials also shows that I didn’t put down the pen in my hand, which is worthy of happiness. This reminds me of a story I once heard. One’s lifelong dream was to be a painter, and later he became a sanitation worker when he grew up. Once when asked about his ideal, he said like this: when I was a child, I used a brush to paint on the canvas. Now I use a broom to paint on the earth. I am also happy. The spirit of Ah QDE deeply touched his heart, and this factor became stronger and stronger. I will not give up. Even though there may be fewer manuscripts formed, I am still burning, chirping, thinking about the sunshine that shines on you through the window in the cold winter, he not only sent light and warmth, but it must be like this. At this moment, I can’t feel anything else! I am beginning to become dull and calm, and what occupies me? Such a strong sense of entrapment. Night, deep night. The night does not really belong to the sleepers, because they can enter the sleep state at any time. Night, deep night. It belongs to the night of The Thinker. Only in this state can this space-time belong to the real self, and oneself is oneself. At this moment, the I am happy, at midnight. Writing is free, romantic, simple and narcissistic! You can’t experience anything except writing, and I can’t express myself. It’s not that I am inarticulate, let alone lack of wisdom. What does writing here make me think about the starting point again? I think of some verses. Seeing a mountain is a mountain, seeing a mountain is not a mountain, seeing a mountain is still a mountain, Noble is the epitaph of a noble person, despicable is the pass of a despicable person, the night gives me black eyes, however, I used it to look for light. I stood on the bridge and watched the scenery. People watching the scenery looked at me upstairs. The boat passed away from then on and left the rest of my life. All of a sudden, I felt that there were different combinations of irrelevant elements. The Willow was dark and bright, and a red apricot came out of the wall. At this point, I push pillow sorrow he zhuang, Jianghai doubled wave, tonight sleepless. On January 19th, 2015, it belongs to nanyuzhai Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) to continue to stay with this city in another way 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…

Dark Night

Everyone may have such an experience. In the silent dark night, you can’t see your fingers, but your eyes are open. Perhaps, you are just recalling and imagining with your eyes open, looking inside and introspecting. You see time and youth passing by, but no matter you open your eyes or fall asleep, that time and youth will flow. In the silent dark night, it is the night that quietes down, and the heart that cannot be quieted down. Sometimes disordered, sometimes clear thoughts are like the light outside the window or light or dark. Listening to the bleak cold wind outside the window, people will have a lot of sadness for no reason. The doors and windows are closed tightly, blocking the darkness of the night out of the house, but unable to stop the dark night in the heart, with the darkness of the night, the heart gradually became rich and lingering. I don’t know at which moment, words have become an important outlet for my spiritual growth, which is an irresistible cry when I am searching for the truth of life alone, and a decisive gesture that I don’t want to live on the vulgar. Looking back at these footprints, some surprised me, some ashamed me, and some delighted me. The muttering in the dark night, the lonely back in the mud and wind and rain, and the heart that could not be calm and had nowhere to settle down. It made me sweat for myself again and again, but this was indeed my own feeling and constantly mottled experience. I didn’t lose myself because I didn’t want to deny or whitewash myself. People can only hear others’ voices when their hearts are open, and of course they can also hear themselves. Checking your footprints is to give your heart a reference, encouragement and alertness. Not all the flowers will bear fruit when they bloom. More often, it is the flowers that bloom, and then the flowers fade again. The dark night club makes people feel lonely, because everything is like a deep sleep, but you open your eyes. Darkness wraps you, but gives you unlimited freedom. We are interdependent because of loneliness, and we are also drifting away because of loneliness. We are afraid of loneliness, but unconsciously eulogize loneliness. Our loneliness is due to our keen observation and rich care for the world, and our complex hatred and love for the world, because of the living music full of hesitation and delusion, the alternate encounter and separation on the screen, the flowing words in our works, and all the short and infinite materials. Under the night, only by deeply understanding the sweetness and suffering of loneliness, can we gradually put down the heaviness in life, be clear about everything, and become a wanderer who thoroughly understands and accepts herself, and calmly and calmly. 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…

Night

Just after going out to handle the case with the old director, other comrades on duty had fallen asleep. Only I sat alone in front of my desk and finished the writing of the 13th “colorful rope” of the series of prose “homesickness Diary. At this moment, the thick homesickness flew back to wangjiayao village, the hometown which had been separated for a long time, with the thick night. It has been more than three months since I was transferred to hueling police station, which is suitable for the whole country to carry out the fight to crack down on Rectification. The grass-roots police station is very busy. I haven’t been able to spare time to go back to my hometown for a long time, and I don’t know the physical condition of my mother who is suffering from illness? And crops from hometown? Although it is hard to spare time to go back to my hometown, missing is always like an invisible net winding around me. Every night when people are quiet, this big net of homesickness seems to be pulled and narrowed by the giant hands of the night. It goes through the body and wraps your heart tightly, which makes you think of your hometown. The late rain began to fall for a few days. When they went back to their hometown before the rain, their faces were full of deep melancholy. They were using various vehicles to pull water to replant corn in the Depression. The old ridges in the large area of the east of the village had not been broken, which showed the desolation. In the Tunzi, almost every chimney stands guard and locks the door. On a large area of depression in the south and northwest of Tunnan, some of the vehicles were used to pull iron buckets, some were directly laid in the truck Hopper of four-wheel tractor with plastic cloth, and some were used to pull two big tanks, men and women, old and young, carrying plastic buckets of various colors, carrying pots, were all sitting in the water to replant corn. They were all in full swing with pitifully few little green (corn seedlings) and chariots and horses, form a bleak scenery. At this moment, what I saw last time when I went back to my hometown was in my mind, but the scene of the spring of 1995 appeared in front of me. That year was also a spring drought. In the village, anyone who had the ability to work, no matter the old woman or the young, would go down to the ground to replant corn. My eldest brother and I drove a four-wheel tractor to pull water in a large iron bucket. My father, mother and sister-in-law were busy in the field carrying a bucket and a washbasin. For several days, my mother was so tired that she couldn’t stand her waist. Since the spring of that year, my mother was in a hurry and got angry, suffering from rheumatic heart disease. So far, I have lived in all major hospitals in the province. My father also went to Harbin to seek medical treatment for my mother. It was already midnight, the thick night drunk me like wine, which made me unable to get rid of this thick homesickness. I miss my hometown, and I miss my sick mother more! When this prose just came to an end, the telephone rang in the duty room again, and we received a report of special feelings. Therefore, I and the old director and comrades-in-arms went out to the police quickly. When the case was finished, it was already Dawn, and we stayed up all night again. I stood in front of the office window, looking at the sweet Sunrise rising in the east. I seemed to see the hope of public security in the jurisdiction. If someone asked me when I was happiest, I would answer without hesitation: when I caught the criminal suspect. The thick night testifies: the long-lost hometown will understand her wandering people who fought in the front line of the public security grassroots day and night! 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…

Miss

Because 10 yue end talent test, 7 to 8 yue feel pressure also little, so every day on chi bi re xian and prose online, has written ten several poems and prose autumn night recollections, I also read articles and replies from literary friends every day. It was only one month away from the exam in late September that I was really careful and devoted myself to the review of professional knowledge. But Chibi hotline and prose online always attract my attention like magic. Every day when I see the computer, my heart is always itchy, and I always want to turn on the computer to see the elegant demeanour of literary friends. Every time my lover saw me as if I was not willing and willing, he scolded me that I really didn’t know whether to live or die. I was old and had a bad memory. You could learn more than a dozen books and surf the Internet every day. After finishing the exam and dealing with the remaining affairs of Shenzhen, I rushed to Shenzhen on October 26th. I have been in Shenzhen for 2 months because of my busy business and no computer, so the figure of Chibi hotline and prose online can only appear in my eyes during leisure time, you can only recall your appearance in dreams. When I turned on the computer, I saw the Chibi hotline and prose online that I was longing for all day long, and saw the familiar names one by one. A warm stream attracted my heart. Chibi hotline and prose online really missed you! Are you well? 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…

Thank

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…

Road

A cement road with a length of about and a width of about 5 meters is my way to work. I have been walking for three years. I have a deep memory of every tree on the road, every dilapidated step and every gradient. With the company day and night, what time leaves us is the familiarity of each other and a silent emotion. The pattern of 3.1 line is the portrayal of my life in recent years. I have no courage to break the routine, because everything is not easy for me. Go to work on time, go home to eat and sleep, occasionally go out and play with friends, and seek stability and happiness in strange environment. Life makes us drifters, but time brings us closer to strangers. Let’s take it easy and tomorrow will be better. This is not just a dream for us, but a belief, a true belief. When my heart is rooted, I don’t feel desolate; Although I am tired, I am very firm. A few days ago, I read an article about youth, which was intended to emphasize breaking the routine and forging ahead passionately, subverting the existing comfort to seek the truth in my heart. After reading it, I felt quite touched. In fact, everyone has a dream in his heart, but reality has become a stumbling block to dreams. Regardless of the existing survival skills and heading on a strange road at a loss, where is the entrance to success. Hard work and struggle, not all sweat will irrigate beautiful flowers, and some seeds will not sprout originally. Youth is not imaginary sketch, but cherish and grasp. There are many ways to realize dreams, but life can only be down-to-earth step by step. The road is very wide, which can be driven by one car or multiple cars. The heart is very wide, but it only allows one person to aftertaste. The road is my own choice, Walk Hard, and really have it. 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…