Time

The trace of time, transmigration in the boundless, rhyme, in the heart, graceful and restrained into a sentence, weave yourself a dream of love, set a period of time of peace, sunrise to the east, sunset to the west, with the autumn wind folding, it is warm and cold. Inscription the autumn sun in September is warm and quiet, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is the footprint of this season. A cup of tea is warm, and it is charming to enter the relaxed mind, embrace a moment of silence and be yourself, living near the window, writing, dropping ink, gently lifting the most beautiful mind, little emotions, condensed in the pen and ink, deeply and shallow recording the little happiness in a period of time, inadvertently enriched the mood, but also gained affection. The days went further and further, and the more they went, the more quiet they were. The fireworks of daily necessities and oil lay in the bottom of my heart. When I got up in the morning, I pushed the window and took a deep breath. In the fresh air, the breeze blew my heart. In the hazy sky, there was clear Dew with coolness. The mist hadn’t dispersed yet. The yellowish light reflected the fog, the envoy of the city began to clean up the stains. The crowd of three or three people who practiced in the morning played the leisurely music of the city for a day with a happy expression. Turn around in laziness, stretch your body, gently comb and wash, afraid of worrying about you in deep sleep, quickly prepare tableware, rich breakfast, extract it in steamer, wait for time to tick over, wake you up in the hotbed without hesitation. You are confused and dressed in shaking until the rhythm of the repeater reminds you that a tense day cannot be underestimated. When the morning light, through the south window, it shone into the room, and I have seen you disappear in the bustling crowd. The journey you have traveled and the scenery you pass by need to be quiet with your heart at a certain moment. You like to be alone, to escape without any reason, and to enjoy the indifference and verdant after the prosperity alone, put a cup of green tea aside the tea table, taste it slowly, drink it slowly until the tea fragrance leaves, and let your thoughts drift with the time. Read Shen Congwen’s sentence: in the green mountains and waters, I want to take your hand and walk across this bridge. There are green leaves and red flowers on the bridge, running water under the bridge, and green silk on the other end of the bridge, this end of the bridge is white hair. Smart people should live an ideal life, while stupid people should get used to life. Everything is so quiet, all people are in this unspeakable days, pure loneliness in the past is very touching words, the prosperity and decline of the world, do not care too much, A lot of smoke clouds are like flying wool passing by, leaving a touch of fireworks nearest to oneself, warming oneself, repairing hedges and picking chrysanthemum, planting freehand brushwork of sunshine, and more ordinary days, we must live a full and bright life without any disciplines, so as not to let down the good times of this life. I was a little surprised when I came to a small gathering and met you who were Handsome. I was a little anxious to look for memory. I was impressed by you who were thin and small, and you were impeccable in mathematics, physics and chemistry. It seemed that there was only a short time, then you spread your wings and went to another world. When the Cup and Cup collided with a crisp sound, when you realized your maturity and humor in talking and laughing, you said without scruple that you would enter my words, you also need to set up a woman that you once liked to play with you and make a dream at that time, taking this opportunity to kiss the fragrance of a flower. I laughed without saying a word, letting the keyboard knock out the silk mark at my fingertips. More and more enjoy the purity of this life, a kind of transparency without any thoughts, permeating into the cells around the body, full of joy, smile on the lips, often appear, that is the comfortable atmosphere of this city, which is comfortable and relaxing. Time flows, day and night turn, new start, light and keep the fragrance quiet, drink with time, enjoy the Four Seasons Bright, not arrogant, not unhappy, not sad or unhappy love yourself. Text/River micro signal: liuzhimei2013 QQ:410677475 QQ:2990605697 public platform search: weiman — shenghuo 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…

Uncertainty

Whether it is sunny or rainy is a kind of weather and mood. On a gloomy day, sitting alone for a whole day, a cup of strong tea became plain boiled water. Time can’t remember Saibei autumn wind Iron Horse, forget the misty rain apricot flowers. Light, light, we are like the wind in the morning, melting into the flow of silent time. You jumped and smiled, but now you were quiet and silent, looking into my eyes silently. What did you see from there? Is it a hide-and-seek child at the end of the rape field or petals dancing in the wind under the cherry tree? Silent, silent, you can hear the flute of dream butterfly, escaping from Haoliang and walking towards us slowly. Finally, we still looked at each other lightly, and we no longer had the devotion to each other at the beginning. I painstakingly built a cyan nest on the bank of the river, with the smell of wormwood and orchid. The river flowed quietly, and I had a quiet dream with her. In my dream, the sky became cyan, and blue fish swam happily. The sky is dark, neither sunny nor rainy; People are indifferent, neither sad nor happy. The sunlight on the brow trudged from the sky outside the clouds and stopped there crazily. It turned out that there was a wild deer drinking water along the stream at the end of the stream. It wandered in the sunny mountain forest all morning and came under the waterfall. The sound of water is clear, and every tree scattered in the forest will not feel lonely along the way. It lowered its head to drink water, and saw the orchid grass in the pool where the water was surging. Orchid grass does not grow at the bottom of the water, but clings to the stone wall beside the turbulent waterfall. The crisp green dimples all the colorful colors, and the distant fragrance dissipates all the fragrance. At that moment, the Mountain Spring stopped exchanging greetings, the birds stopped singing, and the whole world was quiet. Since then, the orchid has been growing in that morning, losing spring, summer, autumn and winter and changing seasons. The weather there is neither sunny nor rainy; The deer is neither sad nor happy. It has been wandering among the mountains and forests, and there is only that Orchid in its eyes. Until its death, there is only that Orchid in its eyes. Days Qiao, cloudless, north wind Ching Hai. In a flash, the wind and clouds surged, but the rain was always late. Therefore, it was neither sunny nor rainy, neither sad nor happy, and sat quietly, realizing the antecedents. The wind blows from the south, sending out salt from the sea. Is the fish in the South China Sea OK? Is the height of 90,000 miles far? When you mentioned that fragmented story, I couldn’t remember it any more. Amnesia is a great realm. How can there be cloudy, sunny, windy, cold and hot weather after being spoiled, humiliated and forgotten? I gradually liked the feeling of making a cup of strong tea into plain boiled water. As soon as the slight smell of grass and wood came into my throat, I felt relieved about the fleeting years and the changeable personnel. Life is not carefully designed for you. Accidental evolution is destined to merge into a river with ups and downs, but after going away, the river still goes forward steadily. You asked me what color is tomorrow? I said, tomorrow is a new color. New is originally a kind of color, which is so unique and refreshing every day. Therefore, we painted new colors every day. The thin sunshine stopped at the tip of my eyebrows. I drank tea like boiled water and entered another world in a daze: the weather there was neither sunny nor rainy, but warmer than sunny and fresher than rainy. May you and I have a sunny and rainy sky! 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…

Life

Ordinary Days of Life Online 1 in the morning, I hurried from the easternmost home of the city to the westernmost factory of the city. Outside the window, the gastrodia elata was bright, and the morning glow just dyed red and cyan on the horizon. In the evening, he dragged his tired body and numb heart out of the factory gate and hurried to his home several kilometers away from the city. Window, street lights gleam, yue shang liu shao tou. This is the life I live every day, which is just like copying. I open my eyes every morning, thinking about going to work, what to eat three meals a day, what to think about today’s weather, and what to think about is something that will never be finished. It seems that the busy things are actually trivial and have to be done. One day’s time passed in this fragmentary. It is getting cold, and I hope spring is coming; It is getting hot, and I am complaining about the God while looking forward to the cool weather. When I put on thick clothes and saw the first snow, I suddenly looked back and woke up suddenly. Another year came. No trace, no impression, no waves, plain, no surprise and no danger. Of course, people all want themselves, their families, friends, even the society and the country to be safe. No one wants earthquake, crash and debris flow disasters to happen every day. No one wants to live that kind of life with fear and death as early as night. However, in general, disasters do not happen every day. Most people’s lives are basically day after day. Today, the content of yesterday is copied, and the content of tomorrow is copied well. Every day is waiting for you calmly with the same content and form, indulging you and testing you. The ordinary days one by one became so plain that they became mediocre. Sometimes, ordinary days are like a ruthless bystander. I have been ill for as long as a month, and I feel the days are very long and sad. When you encounter disappointments at work, when you encounter disappointments in life, it becomes very difficult day by day. However, life is so ruthless. It does not comfort you, help you or help you. Moreover, when you are proud and proud, you will not be reminded or alerted. It just looked on coldly. When I finally walked through everything, looking back at it, it was still speechless and plain, and your heart had begun to be light. Ordinary Days are just like this. But if you think about it carefully, there are still waves in the ordinary and even mediocre days. During this period of early summer and early morning, it was very refreshing. Jogging, doing morning exercises, and enjoying the short coolness before the hot sun rises. The car galloped on the flat road. Look out of the window through the window. In winter, in front of the window, the gray and cyan sky began to appear a little bit bright, revealing warm colors. It was another sunny winter day, and I suddenly felt warm in my heart. In early spring, the trees on both sides of the road were blooming with burning flowers, which rendered all the way, splendid all the way, permeating the heart. I like to eat a bowl of noodles in the morning. Pour some side dishes and put a yellow egg on it. I found it attractive, and ate it with delicious smell. After eating, my stomach is full, and I am much more steadfast. One day starts with this bowl of noodles. During the working period, I went to the scene, entered the post, and felt the high temperature together with my workers, brothers and sisters; The hard work, together watching the sweat beads fell on the ground and turned into eight pieces. Sweat poured on the post and traveled all over the work site. I found that Sweat was so glittering and translucent in ordinary days, and found that my life was extremely full. When they were writing, their wet figures circled in their minds, The translucent sweat solidifies under my own pen. A kind of touching lingers in the bottom of my heart. Go home at night, wash away the sweat, Fry two side dishes, drink a glass of beer, think about the day’s scattered, think about the setbacks, frustration, trouble encountered, and reflect on your behavior and mentality at ease. Occasionally, there will be a figure passing through the bottom of my heart, just a silent smile. In the dead of night, I made a cup of light green tea and read the books on the bedside casually. Thirsty, sip two cups of light tea, sleepy, throw books and sleep. The day ended in a cup of gradually cool green tea. One by one small spray, supporting one by one ordinary days slide silently. When it comes to weekends, I look for my own time after housework. Maybe in the afternoon, or in the evening, this time belongs to me completely. Reading books, surfing the Internet and practicing piano. Tired, listen to songs; Sleepy, sleep; Bored, walk casually on the street, blow the Phoenix, watch the people coming and going in the street, listen to the noise of cars coming and going. Time passed away calmly and plainly, but it seemed not to feel bored, helpless or even empty. 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…