And Soul

Talking with the soul, being free and safe for many years, we have been escaping. Facing ourselves, we never know what to do, but I have to find that we are facing another self when I see you. Perhaps, the reason for becoming a good friend is just because of the same truth and purity. There is no more and more complicated meeting, but at every stage of the world’s ups and downs, I find that what you have experienced is also what I am feeling. Over the years, we have gathered less and left more. You have been wandering in a foreign land, leaving your soul without hometown and destination, and letting your heart lose and return with the wandering time, but it is often the letters from the two places flying between you and me. I don’t know why on earth, but I only know to write, tell, pour out and taste blindly. The ups and downs are all the experiences of Yesterday. You just bear, not only yourself, but also bitterness. I just bear, not only myself, but also frustrations. You and I walk on our own roads, but hand in hand, the heaviness makes us always smile and hold each other tightly. You are always injured and struggling in the vortex of reality. You know that your heart is the simplest purity, but you don’t get anything. The ending of every story is always accompanied by escaping and giving up. What you give up is what you should give up, and what you choose is still the loneliness you stick. However, I have always been plain and used to such a way of life. There is no big wave. You said I am a stone, firm and cold. I know, you know my inner world best. I don’t need to be demanding nothingness. In the process of life like water, many of them are always our own dreams. Looking at your face, looking at your dim eyes, in this wandering season, I feel lazy and sentimental, didn’t I say it? To and don’t forget your life. Agreed not? To a world treasure. However, you and I should always be the loneliest two stars in the lonely starry sky, although we always want to forget melancholy. Maybe, your laziness has influenced me, and I, who has always lived a serious life, also makes my mood float so much. There is nothing good or bad, nothing right or wrong. I only know that, if you want to shut the world out of the window quietly without facing the complicated or strange faces in the world, it may be an end. But you always have to start next time, in another strange city, and I may still live my unchangeable life in this small city, but separation is another meaning of involvement, even if I don’t want to see you one day, do I look back frequently and see the days when I am with you? Who says friendship cannot last forever? Maybe your leaving also took away another self deep in my heart, maybe my staying is also the attachment you lurked in my heart. We can’t give answers to many grievances, and we can’t make choices between right and wrong. In your twinkling eyes, in your constant steps, in the silent plot we face together. Your story begins, and my guard continues. Different lifestyles share common dreams and hopes. It is not your indifference that touches me, nor my firmness that melts you. It is really hard to interpret and give up. In the past, your voice was always connected to my voice, and your story was against my story. Loneliness is the same loneliness, indifference is the same indifference. Now it is no longer the past years, but it is still the mature one. The world is a drama of reincarnation, but you and I are the same as before. Where are the strings of flying kites? Where is the last place. The Millennium Time was destined to be eternal. The cry in the deep soul disappeared silently from thousands of lights and ends of the world. In the style of writing, Yu He QQ364399664 likes (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow of spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Small Day

I cook tea, read books, write books, live in my house, and I run to see the scenery one by one. I read those lingering love poems over and over again, but I no longer miss love and miss you. I lived in a small house near the south of a window with a string of purple wind chimes hanging in front of the window, and my favorite prose poems and Buddhist scriptures were placed on the desk. When the wind blows, the wind chimes ring. When night falls, I read books on the bed or sofa. In front of the small window, there was a building with red tiles and white walls. The sky was so close that it seemed that a cloud could be picked off as soon as you reached out. Every day after work, I cook rice and make soup in Beibei. I was responsible for washing and brushing. Sometimes they went around two streets to go shopping in the supermarket. I said, I like this kind of life. I have lived enough alone. The older you are, the less you will hide your feelings. When I called my mother, I always told her all my spoiled thoughts before I hung up the phone reluctantly. In the past, I am was so shy to express, even I thought you were stingy, but now I call every few days to ask her how she was doing. I miss my sister very much, just like the Wild Goose in the South missing the nest in the north, just like the warmth in the South missing the cold wind in the north. For the first time, I had a vertical and horizontal map of flying south and heading north in my heart, and for the first time, I felt distressed because of distance. There was neither her nor my dream in Kunlun Mountain, but once I wanted to let go of all the impulse and fly over the cold of Kunlun Mountain to see her from the warmth in the South. The busy work put off all the missing and ran aground again and again. Finally, I could only look at the sky here and miss the people under the sky there when I was holding the window at night. Xiaomei went back to the North and held the wedding next month. The wedding of her cousin was arranged at the end of the year. Beibei would also fly to Zhejiang to attend the wedding these two days. This year’s happy events seem to be particularly numerous. Big and small events come together, and this year’s life is also wonderful. In my spare time, what I did most was to stay in the sofa and look out of the window in a daze. Beibei looked at me for a while and said: you are in a daze again. I smiled. In fact, I didn’t know what I was thinking. I looked out of the window silently and didn’t say anything. Everything was quiet and peaceful to the extreme. The wind is like the wind, the night is like the night, you and I are still so clean, and so simple and beautiful. We live and work diligently, we live as we like, we read books, Chase plays and make fun of each other, we try our best to make ourselves fat, then plan to buy sportswear for fitness happily. After Qian fan has gone through, everything is pure and plain again after all. Perhaps it is because I am getting older and no longer like to travel around with luggage, and I am not so curious about the scenery far away. In addition to being naughty and crazy occasionally, I lived a low-key, quiet and trivial and busy life of three meals a day in front of outsiders. Brother Qiang treated me twice, but I refused for various reasons. Once I was writing something, he came over and sat down and asked me what I was doing in such a low profile. I didn’t look at him, but replied: What is so high-profile? He said, yes. Not spoken. While time makes a person grow old, it also teaches a person more essential things. I have been to all kinds of red, green and green places, and have seen all kinds of flashy and noisy places. Finally, I can make a person really quiet and settle down. My heart must return to the original purity, and my view of the world also becomes soft. I will say thank you with a smile when the waiter is serving. I will consciously put the stool back after the meal. I will take the advertisement handed by anyone who sends leaflets. I will bend down with a smile and put down the change in the paper basket. I love plants and animals and nature. I am quiet and naughty, kind and pure. I have been engaged in various industries and experienced various hardships and difficulties. I clearly know that life is not easy and people need more warmth transmission. When I understood these things, I had been in the society for more than four years. Love, hate, cry, complain, and make troubles, and finally they were pacified by time one by one. We all need time to grow up and mature. We need to find someone who deserves a lifetime to grow old together. There is no need to be vigorous and vigorous. It is warm and beautiful enough to keep a simple and peaceful time, go to work, boil tea, dance, read poems and write. May you live your dream life and love your little lover. Wen/Xi Zui shallow dream pen in the winter of 2015.11.8 QQ:2456636523 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…