xia ru

Summer is like flowers, with a wisp of breeze, listen to a cicada! I still slept soundly in the spring dream. No, it was the dense rain that caught my tired heart and the withered soul harvested by the scyck with rain. This time when I went to the countryside, I really came home. This was what I had been longing for. If it hadn’t been for the matter of picking up my daughter to school, what kind of state would it be like to have such a thoughtful visit and such a rainy day. The village director who accompanied me took care of me very much. The dinner was at his home, which was simple but suitable. It was the kind of home. His granddaughter was the same age as my daughter, and she was afraid of giving birth at first, I played with her and gradually got close to me. Although I used to live in the team and miss home, I really didn’t think about it at this time. I am think about the harvested uncrushed rapeseed? Or worried about the unharvested wheat wet by the rain? Tonight, I am alone, a Kang. No one disturbed me, only the rain beat the tiles lightly and heavily. The summer solstice wind did not feel any coolness. It was summer! That night, the rain was intermittent, and the director said that his thunderous snores would disturb me. He had already slept in another room, and I only heard the clamor on the road and the breath of heart, I only heard birds and flowers at dawn, songs and laughter in wheat fields. We are always sweating like rain, walking towards the wheat field with difficulty, doing some interesting things under the wheat stack, or rolling in the wheat straw. For this beautiful scenery, poetic and picturesque! In the past, I always felt that I trudged because of birth, tasted the sour and bitter because of birth, and never came into being as gorgeous as summer flowers. Praise, fame and wealth, boring, desire filled between purity and reality, US unable to stop. Make a bright summer flower! Undefeated and undefeated, the enchantment is like fire. It is better to be a spectator in the world. Since then, I have gained more feelings of seeing Nanshan leisurely. In the dim light, it was already bright. I heard the cough of the director next door and saw the summer bird standing on the telegraph pole outside the window. In the yard, summer flowers smile. Praise in the early morning of June 30th (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…

Carved is

Since I read a blog about my collection of books written by my friend duomengzhai in last March, I also want to sort out my collection of books and save it as information in my blog space. Therefore, I started to show my books. I originally wanted to send all my books to the blog space after editing them. However, I did not expect that the number of words in the log is limited. And because I was busy with my life, the journal “basking my collection” was never completed. At the end of Lunar January this year, with the expectation and encouragement of my good friend Cao er, I started the task of publishing books for as long as one month. Until today, February 28, I finally put 90% of my book collection into the blog space. Along the way, I generally feel that it is not easy to publish books. I remember that the book was first published in 1993, when the book was indeed published in the sun. At that time, publishing books was for life. Pull a cart every day and count to the roadside of Bayi Road turntable to put old bookstalls to show books. The book was stained and pale. Sometimes when you are not careful, you will run some books in the sun. At that time, when I found some books that I was reluctant to buy, I couldn’t bear to pull them out and bask in the sun. Now I think about it, I still miss some books sold for life at that time: for example, Lev Tolstoy’s “War and Peace” opened a set of four books in the 32nd year. There are also “cases of famous doctors” published in 1995 and some historical and medical books published in the Republic of China. There are also some books borrowed by friends. This is like a digression. Let’s get back to the point. Tell me about my difficulty in publishing books! At first, I didn’t want to classify my books into so many categories, but because of the limitation of words, I had to classify them in detail. Comic books alone have to separate the film version from the painting version. And the painting version is divided again (one, two). After that, it was entertainment collection. I classified music, chess, menu and so on into entertainment category, and those related to collecting knowledge into collection category. Because I love literature, most of my books are literature, and there are also some historical philosophy. Therefore, I classified books into Chinese literature and history philosophy and foreign literature and history philosophy. In addition, there are collections of cultural revolution and political Red; Reference books, paintings and calligraphy, skills and numbers; Poetry and prose, etc. In addition, I once wanted to pick up English again, so my friend who was still in Xi’an sent me a set of New Concept English and Oxford modern advanced English-Chinese Dictionary. Every morning, I turned on the computer and logged on to my blog to take my son back from school at more than to move piles of books out of boxes or bookcases. After editing books one by one, I put them in piles again. I went to work after having some meals at seven o’clock. When I am not very busy when I come back at night, I usually show my books. I went to pick up my son from school at 8: 30 and was busy publishing books after he came back. Generally, I didn’t have to go to bed until more than 11: 00. In order to publish books, I couldn’t spare time to visit my blog friends and read their beautiful articles; In order to publish books, I also had a quarrel with my wife. I remembered that one day I was editing my own books, my wife told me that I didn’t go to dinner in time. My wife asked my son to turn off the power. I was very angry and kicked the door broken. Another day, I came back from the construction site a little earlier, thinking about publishing books as soon as possible, and my wife came back as well. She wants to take advantage of the time to bake some steamed buns together. I didn’t listen to her, As a result, she pulled my ears very painful. I couldn’t stand the pain at that time. I really wanted to hit her but still held back. My wife said to me many times: I told you to sleep early all day long, but you just didn’t listen, look at both of your eyes. You are not twenty or thirty years old and over forty years old. It is time to pay attention to maintaining your body. From my wife’s complaint and blame, I also deeply feel my wife’s deep love. However, I still have to finish it. In order to publish books, I snubbed my wife, who sometimes said angrily: I will light up your books sooner or later. In order to publish books, sometimes I also snubbed my friends who came here to play, but even snubbed my blog friends; Therefore, I also wanted to hide from my blog friends and say: sorry to my friends, please forgive me! It is really not easy to finish one thing, because time is limited and there is only a little time for one day, and we have to travel for life; We also need to take into account the feelings of relatives and friends; It is inevitable that all aspects will be biased, really helpless. It took four or five hours to publish fourteen books and logs, each of which took me four or five hours. Anyway, I finally completed this arduous task with all my energy, and also calculated one thing in my mind. A stone fell to the ground, it should be easy and relaxing. It’s time to care more about the deserted wife. It’s more time to say to your wife: wife, I’m sorry, you have been wronged. 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…

Hand

Spring is coming? Yes, spring is probably coming, with all kinds of unknown, confused and missing for you. In spring, there is a kind of grass beside the rice field. A strange grass on a leaf naturally gives it two colors, green and white. It is like saying: winter has gone, spring is coming. People in my hometown like to use them to make a cake called wormwood cake, which is full of smells that children like. I am no exception, one of the reasons why I liked spring when I was young, most of the reason may be that I can eat the wormwood cake made by my grandmother. In retrospect, compared with the smell, the real reason is that I can play wildly in the field with several sisters and sisters, then I was called back to eat by my grandfather. In fact, it might be more appropriate to shout ^ ^ My grandfather was different from other old people in that his hair was silvery white since I could remember, what remains the same throughout the year is a blue and neat Chinese tunic suit. The hair is combed into a standard backward hair grandpa-style hairstyle. Your eyes are narrowed slightly. When you look at you, you will naturally obey. That’s right, he is an unsmiling old man, but occasionally he looks like a child. I remember that I had a rest in the middle of high school military training. When I practiced walking outside the public house, he would watch beside me and then cough at my wrong place. Yes, he is also an awkward old man. Later, I also asked grandma why grandpa knew this. She said: your grandfather used to be a militia, and it seemed that he was also a small captain, organizing things and food, he always took good care of others, but his family didn’t care much about it, because he had quarreled with him many times. He simply did not change after repeated education. When grandma said so, she smiled. There are so many things related to you in my memory. Let’s enjoy the cool together in summer. You set up a small fan for me and lit a mosquito coil. No matter when, Grandma will always prepare the food for me. There are also many details, I can’t remember clearly but it is very warm. It has been more than 3 years since you left us and more than 3 years since you left me. I miss you, grandpa ~ only use this article to commemorate the lost time of me and you 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…

Into

During leisure time or holidays, I always like to take a walk in the nature alone with my soul. Without time and purpose, I do whatever I want and do whatever I want. Such a scene is really good, life is unrestrained, soul and nature are harmonious and unified. This is more appropriate to let the soul live poetically than the need of life. Yes, today’s era is different from the past. The rapid social changes and great pressure on people’s hearts, coupled with the invasion of all kinds of trivial things in life, make life a little overwhelmed, if the term of office goes on like this, then life will naturally be boring and tasteless, and even the soul hidden in the body will feel tired and bored. Some people say that giving a fake to the soul is good, but what kind of fake is it? Do you want to travel or go for an outing, visit friends or drink tea? Or do nothing and sleep? About this issue, it is nothing more than letting life do multiple choice questions. In general, more people will travel to other provinces to achieve their goals by sightseeing. However, this is not the case for me. My aim is to achieve the purpose of relaxation without spending money. This is the first one. The second one is not to accumulate into a period, but to let life walk into nature every day, even every moment, anytime and anywhere, as long as the soul needs. I always believe in this sentence in my heart: a person who can work must be a person who can rest. On the contrary, a person who can rest must also be a person who can work. That is to say, work and rest are not delayed, independent and cooperative. For Mr. Lin Yutang, a master of Chinese studies who stepped on two boats, he wrote books and talked about them all his life, and he lived to nearly a long life. According to his daughter’s memory, he is an optimist and Daniel. He works meticulously, but he is naughty like a child in his spare time. Of course, perhaps the greatest happiness and exile is smoking a pipe. Through smoking pipe, the tired soul can be stretched, rested and inspired by creation. Rousseau, the French Romantic thinker, was also such a person, who often walked into nature and exiled soul in spare time. The Classic Rambler’s reverie record he wrote in his later years is to let us see how a living life soul enters nature and gets close to nature, so as to achieve the effect of exile soul. Besides, Kant, Maum, Hume, Shapiro, Russell, Rosa Luxembourg and so on are all outstanding people of life, and all of them are flowers of life. Facing the pressure of life and society, they have achieved the goal of speaking and letting their souls fly. To be honest, I appreciate them very much. However, life consciousness tells me that every life has its own special environment, special experience, personality and hobbies. You cannot forget yourself because of appreciation, forget the individual soul. In other words, no matter how good they are, they can only represent themselves, not you, me and others, including souls. Yes, it is because life has recognized this point that I let life behave independently, without following the waves and disobedience. Therefore, I require life to nourish the heart with coarse tea and light rice in my own life, and to bathe the soul with natural breath. Over the past few years, I have become blue. Now I am not vulgar, trendy or extravagant, and my life is full of fun. Work, study, reading, writing, practicing martial arts, playing and so on are mutually inside and outside, and they are not obstructed and interdependent. Of course, compared with entering the nature, these can only be regarded as a ripple or a spray. It is more appropriate to breathe and bathe in the nature if you want to exile your soul completely. Usually, I choose to go out for a walk at ten o’clock in the night. The fewer pedestrians on the road, the better. The Moonlight is high, the stars are dotted, the breeze is blowing, my feet are stepping on the Bluestone Road and winding forward. A boat flies from time to time, it feels great to split the willow branches on both sides. When I was tired, I painted the ground as a prison and sat on the ground, watching wild flowers and listening to cicadas. When memory came, I picked it up gently and put it aside. My soul danced and life followed. Of course, if I have enough time, I will ride a bike to a remote park, brew a cup of Longjing, put on my exercise clothes, take out a delicate book and put it beside the tea to practice martial arts, drinking tea and reading books at the same time, without order or disturbance, breathing in silence and listening to birds singing in nature. After a day, life feels like sleeping with Angels, with all kinds of colors, fragrance and shapes. When the inspiration comes, take out the ink and graffiti randomly, and the soul will stretch and blossom unconsciously. I like this way of life, and I prefer that life is surrounded by this feeling, because only when life is completely exiled can soul be saved and liberated. I really don’t believe that those who go abroad and go to other provinces can really achieve their so-called purpose of banishing souls, which is impossible in my opinion. The basis is that reading nature needs the spirit and self-restraint matched with it. If you ask yourself, do you have it? Second: even if there is, under the condition of extreme exhaustion, the soul can breathe freely, stretch freely, and exile the soul effectively? To be honest, I dare not agree. Of course, the differences between people may not be explained. Anyway, for me, if you want to exile your soul, you must have several conditions. First, you must be good at cultivating your noble and upright spirit in life. Second, you must have various interests and hobbies. Third, you must have a silent heart, the fourth and last most important one: keep a normal mind in life, do not worry about gain and loss, do not haggle over every ounce, and often associate with nature in spare time, Live in harmony with nature, and feel every bit of nature with honesty and sincerity, including every plant and tree, as well as the sounds of nature. After doing this, even if the pressure in life is great and the environment is bad, the soul will still dance to figure out the shadow and be natural and unrestrained in the world. 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…

si yue

In recent years, I suddenly like to get some flowers and plants, so I plant all kinds of plants on the balcony. There are red camellia in early spring, rose in late spring and early summer, dragon boat flower in summer, osmanthus trees with fragrance in October. Today’s Spring Festival adds phalaenopsis and triangle plum, there are more than ten varieties after a slight check. He said that he was interested in it, or he had to admit that he was old when he was in middle age. His work was not as hard as that in his youth. Everything went to work step by step and got off work on time. He knew that his career line was as flat as, no wind, no ripples. So I always like to slow down, look at the scenery around me, plant a few green trees to make a few flowers and plants, make a pot of green tea to keep my heart happy, and calm down to see the flowers bloom and fall. In the middle age of life, I feel that life is going very fast. It is not long before the new year, and the beautiful April day comes in an instant. It is the most beautiful April day in the world. In April, the original sharp buds became dense and Emerald, and trees were like holding a giant umbrella under the warm and bright sky. Looking far away, the green leaves no cracks, and the world seems to have changed into a green ocean. In April, whether it is in the morning or evening, whether it is sunny or rainy, it also makes people feel comfortable and pleasant. The spring breeze came from the green sea, and the freshness of the grass and trees permeated into my heart immediately. The beauty of the years came into my heart, and a kind of comfortable warmth of the years accompanied me. I am surprised at what kind of season spring is, which makes everything in the world so crazy. The speed of germination and Twining, the process of spitting buds and blooming, the sound of insects and frogs, and all creatures swarmed in the spring of April, the scene of silence and desolation in winter can no longer be recalled in my memory. The balcony in April is also full of green, where I have seen a strong breath of spring. Look at that osmanthus tree which has been kept for more than ten years. After the last fall of flowers in March, tender dark red small leaves came out one after another. In a few days, it was a green tender leaf. There is also that longan tree. The Wind in April blows gently and grows fast. The thick new green covers the branches, like a thick tree, which attracts birds to stay on the branches. This longan tree grew stubbornly after eating longan and throwing its core onto the soil of the flowerpot. I couldn’t bear to pull it out. It has been more than five years now and has almost grown to the roof. I like this tall tree. I can sit lazily on the sofa at home and see its straight appearance and its graceful swaying appearance in the wind, I will quietly let the green branches and leaves bring me into a warm past. Sometimes it shakes my dream far away, crossing time and space to a pure space like childhood, where is the warm, soft and dreamlike paradise without any disturbance in the world of mortals, where is it, when it rains, I will see the raindrops wash my heart, and when it is sunny, I will chase the direction of white clouds against the sunshine. I know that in that beautiful peach garden, there must be your footprints and the lingering fragrance left by you. April is a season in which the heart of spring is budding. I will paint the heart that is about to grow old with the color of April. If only you are in April, my heart will not grow old. Life is a performance without a comeback. In four seasons, there will be a reincarnation of grass and trees and spring, but there is no chance for life to come again. After passing through youth, youth will break up, and youth will no longer accompany you. In my own play, I have gained and lost, lost and happy. Although life is not smooth, I have no regrets. At this age, all the gains and losses of honor and disgrace are not very important until now. There is only one wish in my heart, that is to live well and live a good life every day. I don’t want to live a vigorous and poetic life like April every day, but I want to live peacefully. I can still pluck flowers and plants in the corner of the balcony in my spare time to see it grow healthily year after year, although I will grow old, I also like it silently. In a corner of the balcony, the narrow space can not walk slowly. Here you can only stand or sit quietly and enjoy the sunshine and warmth of one meter of sunshine, but here is the place where I make my heart quiet. Facing the sunshine in this warm and beautiful April, I slowed down the pace of life with a pot of green tea, watched the flowers bloom in front of my eyes, and listened carefully to the sound of leaves Twining. I will be pleasantly surprised by the coming of the wind. I can feel her gentle whispers around me and then leave gently. There are birds coming here occasionally. I hold my breath and look at it quietly, not afraid to scare it, and see it jumping on the longan tree happily. Although it is small here, I can still feel the harmony of nature and the warmth and care given by nature. My thoughts began to be active again, like the gentle wind, like the joy of birds, as bright as sunshine and as deep as blue sky. Quietly, it seemed that a beautiful memory began to bloom in my heart again. The days when I like to raise flowers and plants are to add a hint of new green and a few gorgeous colors to the ordinary and boring days, so as to add colors to my life like a play. Raising a few pots of flowers, plants and trees does not need precious varieties, nor is it too gorgeous and fragrant. As long as it is fresh and elegant, it can produce intoxicating mellow fragrance with your heart. 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…

No Xu

In a flash, the taste of the year is getting farther and farther, and the spring tide is approaching. After a carnival, the days will eventually return to calm. Unlike the green one downstairs in the office, which is evergreen all the year round, the inner entanglement about movement and quietness is like the transition of this season, and there is no clue because of the knot, I didn’t know what to do and what would happen in the new year because I didn’t have a clue, so I felt empty in my heart. I know this is because there is no goal, no plan and no sense of direction. If we change farmers, we have already planned which fields to plant which kind of rice in spring and which fields need water storage; If we change migrant workers, I am afraid that I am already busy on the assembly line of the factory, on the dusty construction site and on the tall scaffold. Sometimes I am squatting, standing or leaning when I am idle, or talking about interesting things we met during the Spring Festival while walking, there are also many people from all walks of life who are busy and full of idlers just like me, such as a little Gui Huo wandering on the edge of Yin and Yang, it seems so lonely and redundant. But there are not many opportunities like this in a year, just like the seeds buried under the ground in early spring, waiting for a spring breeze to wake up, waiting for a spring rain to moisten, then it covered the earth like the grass in the field. The life of Walking Dead is also very good. It is not specific to worry about a certain thing, nor is it specific to be happy about a certain thing. It is just walking without salt or light, and occasionally some Shadows float in front of you, sometimes it can be understood as the smoke of history, sometimes it can be understood as a familiar face, sometimes it can be understood as the desert Wall in northern Saibei, and sometimes it can be understood as a crowded water town in Jiangnan. It has passed the worry period of being overcrowded in the scenic spot. No matter how many people there are, no matter how many shops there are, it does not prevent you from sitting alone beside the water in a daze, and such a daze is not like a young man who misses someone specially, planning to rush to a date and thinking about giving him an unexpected gift. When I miss someone, my heart must be full, like the flowing water by the river, which makes the old elder grow longer, and my eyes become sad. When going to a date, you have to plan the time and place, and give gifts carefully. However, a person was alone in a daze, just like a cloud passing by in the sky. Everything happened on the ground was so bare without trace, regardless of where he was or where time went. Such a day is very decadent, just like leaning against the window on rainy days and listening to a soothing song. Because there is no lyrics, you don’t quite understand the author’s intention, just like duckweed drifting with the current. There is no stove, no conversation object, only the endless rain outside the window. There is no sign of the coming of this moment, maybe after a drink, or after dealing with something, it is like a suddenly broken string, then it will be shrouded in some kind of mood for several consecutive days. When you walk, you will kick stones on the ground without any reason, and you will sit on the hotel’s basin and wash your feet and laugh suddenly, I would stare at the TV for a long time without knowing what I was watching, and suddenly forgot a word when typing, just like a group of people who didn’t know where the thread end was left. The days of walking dead are extravagant. Don’t rush home in a hurry, don’t rush to jump for something, don’t worry about whether your stomach is hungry or your throat is dry, whether the stock has fallen, whether the housing price has risen, and whether the war has come. It is a faint part left in the crowd, a morning bell and drum ringing in the afterglow of the incense, and a trace of smoothness left after years of polishing. Such a day is also true. It forms a part of our life and is caught off guard. It does not need to be disguised, but is presented casually in front of you, making you optional. Life has a variety of tastes, each taste has its own unique taste, each taste must not be the whole of life, maybe a phone call, a text message, a talk, an unexpected thing will interrupt the order of life, our thoughts and thoughts, my beauty of Walking Dead, and then I will be coerced, entered another time and space without hesitation, February 24th, 2014 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…

With a smile

You said with a smile, crying is also life, laughing is also life. Why not learn to relax your mind. Every time you cross one threshold after another, life will rise to another new height. When encountering setbacks and blows, maybe God will give us another chance to hone. Yes, there is no obstacle in life. Identify a goal and strive forward. As long as you have paid, you will not regret it. 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…