Goodbye

The skirt of the clock twirled the last circle of one or four years, leaving a flash in the pan in the vast space-time tunnel. In one or four years, like a newborn baby, he came to us vigorously, and was surprised to hear the sound of crying through the sky. We were delighted and encouraged, and we looked forward to its wonderful and happy every day. After 365 ordinary days and nights, one or four years like an old man in the dead years left us quietly. It waved its sleeves without taking away half of the cloud, which caught people off guard. One or four years, like all years, left unforgettable marks in the vast universe, waiting for the world to recall and cherish. In one or four years, the world has experienced too much suffering and helplessness. The war in Syria has not been extinguished yet, and the world in Ukraine has seen smoke again; Ebola in West Africa is raging crazily, and the volcano in Japan erupted; The powerful Russia has not been spared, and the European and American countries have caused troubles, the matter of oil spread all over the world, and the lives of ordinary people were miserable; The accident of Malaysia Airlines was complicated and confusing, and hundreds of dead souls had not been returned yet. Just after the pleasant Christmas, the plane of AirAsia Airlines suddenly lost contact. In, people all over the world suffered too much. Covering the long thoughts, why is God so difficult? The bell of Christmas Eve is still in our ears. We pray and wish: world peace and people’s well-being! The Earth home has been hurt so much that it can no longer stand any troubles and disasters. In one or four years, the land of China changed its appearance. The national industry has made new progress again. Touching the moon, soaring in the blue sky and diving into the deep sea all make the world look at each other with new eyes; The high-speed rail of the motherland has sailed out of the country and become active on the world stage, it attracted a lot of applause; With the steady development of the national economy, people’s life went up to a higher level. Small potherb and coarse tea rice gradually faded out of people’s sight, and chicken, duck, fish and nutritious meals constantly appeared on people’s dining tables. People live and work, National long-term stability. In one or four years, the wave of anti-corruption swept again. Tigers fell down one after another, and more flies had nowhere to hide. Corruption is like a cancer planted on the body, which threatens health and devours life. Only by scraping bones and healing wounds can the courage and determination of a strong man’s broken arm be renewed. Seeing that corrupt officials were brought to justice one by one, the common people clapped their hands and applauded, which was the blessing of the nation and the prosperity of the country! We are looking forward to the rapid development of our motherland and the prosperity of our nation. In one or four years, I was not idle either. I used words to express the fleeting time. In this year, I made an appointment with the words and began a deep love. I am just a literate person, and I never thought that I could accompany with words hand in hand in this life. I tried to write a small article and sent it to the good mood website. Unexpectedly, it was praised highly by Lin Yutian’s Cheat series. Since then, I can hardly suppress my inner impulse, trying to record the throbbing of life with pen and ink, and describing colorful fleeting years with words. In spring, I nestled in the embrace of Mother Earth and grew up with grass. Facing the gentle spring breeze and the warm sunshine, I sang for spring with the song “The Rhyme of Spring; the summer night is fascinating, the cool breeze is blowing and the stars are dotted. I am lingering in the dense Night. The fireflies in” Summer Night “shine one by one, lighting up my heart sea, lighting up the warm and quiet night; Autumn is the harvest season, with golden yellow all over the mountains and fields, fruits and fragrance under melon fields and plum trees, indulged in the field of autumn. I sang the song of autumn, a song of harvest. The song was rippling among the wheat waves; In winter, the cold wind blew strongly, and the fallen leaves flew wildly, looking for a warm corner to recall the long-gone love of snow flowers. One year’s vision, many emotions: “plain life, different beauty”, “Shepherd flute in the Sunset”, “Locust in dream”, “The Sorrow of flowers, the enlightenment of human beings and so on reflect the call of the soul. To sum up, there have been almost 80 articles in this year. Although it is not a masterpiece, it is also a voice from the bottom of my heart, just like “love of the world, A sentence in” love with words “: Love with the pen and ink, love with the words, the book is in love for a moment, I am safe! In, it was just a trivial node in the chain of time and space, but it was not short for our short life. It left quietly, waving its sleeves without taking away half of the dust. It is like a meteor passing through the quiet night sky, leaving only a dazzling arc. Now, the fireworks all over the sky have blossomed, and the New Year bell is about to ring. At this moment of farewell to the old and welcome the new, let’s lean on the lintel of the years and wave goodbye to the back of 2014 who is ashamed to walk far away. 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…

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Sitting quietly on the platform of three feet, there was heavy snow flying all over the sky outside the window, and there were ninety-nine children of twelve or thirteen years old under the platform. At this time, they were immersed in thinking, we will feel the magic nature is giving us at this moment with me. Through the misty windows of two or three parties, I vaguely saw pieces of snowflakes flashing through the window, with unspeakable agility. This winter is warm. After three or nine years, the Sunny Sun is still spreading all day long, just like March with bright spring. I thought I would see her again, but I didn’t expect her to come, although it was a little late. Counting the days, more than thirty years have slipped away quietly. Did the snow angel of childhood come so late because of his old age and stumbling steps? But after all, he didn’t miss the appointment with winter. He was dressed in a white gauze, coming from the sky. He still kept the essence of previous years and danced vigorously. At this time, the classroom was quiet, just like the snowflakes outside the window, silently. Suddenly I remembered a poem: if the king wants to give plum blossom, how about giving plum blossom? A hundred times around the tree, the sentence is silent. People who want to write about plum blossom, people who appreciate plum blossom face the full tree plum blossom, but can’t find any matching sentences. Later, they find that the verses are in silent places. Like a baby, facing the bustling world, there is nothing but babbling. Children and snowflakes are both angels in the world. Children hand over beauty, love, life and emotion to the manuscript paper. Snowflakes freely write poems in the sky and the Earth, though silent, but left a moving chapter for the world. Just as the writer said: litterateurs want to describe their moods, painters want to paint their moods, and musicians want to play their thoughts, they just try their best to do it. This silent verse only needs our heart to feel, not to say. So, at this moment, let me completely entrust the wings of imagination to the children, and what I have to do is to keep silent on the platform, watch the window, watch the screen, and let the snowflakes flash freely, if an old black and white movie is playing slowly, I just need to devote myself to being an audience, watch and taste slowly, and occasionally make a sigh. 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…

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The spring is full, the breeze blows gently, the branches are in bud, the green willows on both sides of the road are near, wild flowers cluster on Qian, and butterflies dance among the strangers. Feel a different kind of vitality, bring a touch of flowers into my arms. The gentle breeze gave birth to the weeds. When the Earth came back to spring, everything revived and presented a piece of green. At this time, the spring breeze blew gently and came to my face, feeling a little warmth. The mountain city in this season began to become more and more beautiful, just like the world of flowers and seas. When the Mountains are full of flowers, peach blossoms and apricot flowers rush to bloom and spread all over the mountains, as if they were all favored by Miss Chun. The spring breeze turns into a drizzle, falling down, moistening everything and waking up the earth. The grass that is still sleeping grows like a dream, for fear that others will surpass themselves, however, the pace of spring has already arrived. The spring breeze is proud of itself, just like a master of ink painting and Danqing, who makes the Tan’s clear spring water instantly green with a stroke of magic pen. Look at the small flowers with smiling faces in the rain and dew at the corner of the wall, which are particularly dazzling under the shining treasure. Charming and charming, white magnolia, pink peach blossom, delicate rose and fragrant Peony. A gust of breeze blows through, and those blooming flowers greet people with smiling faces, which are very popular. They seem to tell me in a clear and crisp voice how wonderful and loving it will be here. Time flies, and the flowering period has already arrived quietly. I think the fragrance in this yard has deeply intoxicated people in it. Here are the murmured words of the spring swallow, the gurgling stream flowing, the deep courtyard flowers blooming, the wild flowers blossoming in the distance, and the mountains are dyed layer by layer. Charming, enchanting and graceful, I am afraid that there will be no more flowers of that season comparable to this. The prosperity of this place is quietly blooming, and the breeze blows into the fragrance, which is really intoxicating. We are always filled with worldly troubles, so you can calm down here, try to release your mind, choose a comfortable afternoon and make a cup of green tea, I casually brought a good book, tasting the light tea fragrance and recalling the joys and sorrows in the book. At this time, you will leisurely find that everything in front of you is always so beautiful. Looking at those bright smiles in the sunshine in the distance, listening to the soothing and gentle moving music, you will move some small things in your life, moved on the end of the pen, ink dropped on the paper. Then I came back to myself and carefully recalled what happened just now. How did I feel! Maybe, we can’t enjoy happiness more often in life, maybe we can’t see the fun of life, maybe we will be worried about the blandness. But as long as I calm down and learn to face everything calmly, I think life will always be better. Wow, proud and indifferent, frustrated and calm. This is what life should be like. It is plain and feels the meaning of life in plain. It will be the greatest pleasure in life for you, me and him. 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…