This life

Carrying the full whisper, through the fleeting pen and the thin paper, everything can be like a floating cloud, but it hurts the wind and rain in such a casual room, it caused a few tears. If you can be strong, clean up your messy emotions, and be a brave Walker unyielding, you must go on step by step, without extravagant demands or giving up, try hard to be yourself. There are too many incredible things in the world. How can you care about others’ understanding or not? Many people will laugh with you when you laugh, and how many people can cry with you when you cry? Smile is also a day, cry is also a day, cry is laughing, why bother yourself. If, sitting in the whole afternoon reading the heart, the world of the heart must be small, so small that it can only hold one person, a love, a warm review. Please don’t say that I am melodramatic and selfish. A heart really can’t hold too many people and things, and it will make me tired. Don’t say that I don’t eat the world, just choose another posture to lower into the crowd, don’t want to touch the dust. Look, the world of mortals is still prosperous as usual, and the days are like snow for everyone, but I just want to watch the distant appreciation and fall in love alone. I want to say that after the heart becomes weak, leave one side to wait for someone to come to live in silence. Presumably that person must be deeply loved. I am so attached to a love that I really want to take those warm hands forward in the cold winter until my head is covered with white hair. If, looking back many years later, when the crow’s feet at the corner of the eye witnessed the traces left by the wind and frost, whether it would be clear at that time when the appearance was late, in fact, every interpretation of life is the appearance of the leading role. The Master is you, me and those people. After the coolness, it was the warm afternoon. When I opened the pages of the book, I always thought that those words were the loneliness and Joy squeezed out from the bustling depth. I was the woman who loved it and strolled in its world. I can’t remember when it started. I no longer miss the world of mortals, but ran aground with a quiet heart and stayed away. Occasionally, some people come to ask, how many reincarnations do the love in the pen need to be continued in order to be safe and happy? After the calm silence, there was a long overlook, looking forward and waiting. I hope that there is really a period of life, and a person deserves to be deeply remembered and love without complaint or regret. The wind will remember the fragrance of a flower. Even if you go far away, you will also know how to look back and smile. Just like yourself now, you will always remember that warmth when you are far away. The landscape is eventually tangible, but it is hard to meet; The heart is affectionate, so there will be concerns, and love will accompany. Because of love, I understand. This is the only life in this life. How good it is to have more understanding and peace with each other. I accidentally saw such a sentence: just accompany each other in this way, spend one day with each other, how happy this sentence is, accompanying each other is happiness. Looking at the blue sky and listening to the whispers of the wind, the clouds are all beautiful when they float. It seems that I have never seen the shadow of the wind from beginning to end, and the feeling that it has always passed me. I like to stare at the quiet ferry and spread all my worries to the water-like time, what flows smoothly is a hint of flowery memory. Maybe, one day, everything is getting old, and the sorrow between my eyebrows is also fading. At that time, will I stop writing the pen in my hand and stop writing down a few words, then I watched the sunshine illuminating the house slowly until I bathed in the warmth of the whole room. I still loved a person deeply in my heart and imitated his appearance. Maybe there will be a day when I sit on the memories of my whole life, make a cup of Pu’er tea that I am familiar with each other, taste the semi-warm tea flavor, and when the happy smile overflows the upper lip corner, I know, you are always in my life. Don’t talk with time, clear and happy, start waiting far away. At this moment, the branches and leaves outside the window are still waving. How can it be full of vitality like the winter scenery at this time? When the wind blows, a rotating leaf falls on the windowsill carrying dust, and everything changes from agile to static, leaves are silent, dust is silent, I am silent, what comes into my eyes is plain days. Open mind, choose qian lv Acacia into Mount AO, Tim very tenderness and blue ink thin milling, 1.1 drops dye do thoughts of melancholy, no matter when and where many years past, I still miss you. If, when feelings fade, they will help each other; My city is only for one person. In my life, the time I spend in time is clear. Every morning when I wake up, I will firmly remember my concern in my heart, and then I will never forget it when I am busy. It is said that things are like clouds and smoke passing away in a flash. With the change of seasons and the long time passing by, how many people are searching and stopping at the corner of life. Life is really like this. If you love, please remember to love deeply. If you want to stay, you will abandon the secular world without hesitation and promise yourself a complete life. Nothing is more precious than what you get and have. I seemed to hear the voice from the bottom of my heart. I must reach that place. No matter how hard I paid, it was worth it. Because, in this life, only this life, soul and soul meet. 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…

WeChat

In the dead of night, the sound of children and the darkness gradually sank. Outside the window, there were occasionally several cicadas, dotted with the silence of the night. Finally, I can throw myself into the sofa and rest the fatigue of the day. At this time, I like to open WeChat lazily, or take a glimpse, or savor the strange movements of these sisters in the WeChat circle. Sisters who are busy with their livelihood every day show their inner beauty here. Some sent a few photos of the scenery of lakes and mountains, recording the moving in her eyes wherever she went. Some were flowers and plants planted in her home, chickens and rabbits raised, and cute pictures, which were really lovable, or birthday party for the elderly, children’s works are displayed, or their feelings about life are written bit by bit, who will sing a tune from time to time. They won’t share too many links, and each link they share must be filtered by their hearts. There are their voices, their hopes and pursuits, time has faded their fickleness. Life and experience have precipitated different styles of amorous feelings. Their wish of returning to peace and tranquility is free and natural. The elderly are healthy and their families are harmonious, children are sensible. This simple life and simple happiness are their common pursuits,. Every time I opened it, there was a little touch. This was a group of women around us who ran four or five. They held several positions, including mother, daughter, wife and daughter-in-law, at the same time, I am busy in the workplace. We met at work in the daytime. We smiled and nodded or shouted a voice of hi from afar. Hello, then we turned back and did our own work. We are always busy, busy at work, hurried home to wash and cook after work, and run a family of people to eat and drink. Everything seems to be so logical and taken for granted. It seems that we are doing the same thing and living the same life every day. Only here can we touch the feeling buried in the bottom of our heart, which seems to have been forgotten in the girlhood in WeChat. Who says women are made of water. It is a perfect metaphor for women. Only through the communication and communication of the soul can we experience the purity, softness, toughness and toughness of women like water. I don’t know how many sisters support half of the family like men. What’s more, they are the lifeblood of the whole family. They are creating the warmth of the family with broad mind and weak hands. The years have permeated them with a Touch of Zen. What they want is just a tender care. I am not obsessed with mobile phones, but I like to visit WeChat every quiet day to touch the beating souls,. Only here can you understand what is a flower, a world, a leaf and a Bodhi. Yes, every life has its own bloom and fragrance. Women are flowers, and women are poems. And these people are beside you. They are your mother, your wife and your sister. Do you know that they also have dreams in their hearts and love beauty. No matter what life is like, they are all working hard and sticking to it. But have you ever appreciated her? Have you read her seriously? I am very touched. I have such a group of WeChat friends. 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…

Leaf

After a winter of gestation, you finally broke out of the palace at the beginning of spring. Because of the experience of snow, frost and cold rain, you are strong, vigorous, steady, and not as delicate as a young girl, although there is no lack of flexibility. In the spring breeze and rain, you stretch out your arms and legs from the Yellow Bud every day during your growth, open your eyes, and show your smooth face and light green smile. You gradually move forward from childhood to youth. You are healthy and not morbid at all. Your vitality is beyond our reach of the advanced animals at this time. Human beings still have the nourishment of virus, and drugs support antibody and health. And your life is so indestructible that insects dare not approach. Strong wind and bad rain will only add vitality to your life. With their grace, you step into a vibrant youth. Summer Belongs to You exclusively. If the hot land does not have your favor, it will be so hot and monotonous. You have no selfishness to sway your own green and shade, turn your coolness wherever you go, absorb carbon dioxide as much as you can, and pour out the oxygen that human beings depend on their hearts to survive. Your health appears tiredness in the constant weakness day and night; Some lives turn yellow in the posture of Spring Silkworms to dead silk, and even fall down to the ground early to be buried in the wind; some vigorous people are still spitting out the green and trying their best to leave the green. This is a sign that your middle-aged heart is too much to show off. You slowly enter the twilight years, fade and deteriorate little by little in the cold autumn wind, and become a precarious old man. It seems that you are the morning bell and the evening drum overnight. Life turns from the beginning to the end, which is also the overlap of the beginning. Winter is coming, and another cycle of your life is coming. If spring and summer are your mother, autumn and winter are more like your mother. The former is the careful care of your survival and the support of selfless dedication, while the latter is the cradle carefully cultivated in your life. Only by hibernating in the warm blood of the mother’s body can you bless the birth of your life. You should be grateful to your mother of four seasons and father of the Earth. It is the power and brilliance that they come to your life and give you the direction to the sun. Red flowers must be matched with green leaves. This is the high praise that Ye has been willing to sacrifice since ancient times and has the courage to contribute. He would rather be a match to be sent to the flower protection envoy by people. It is also a potential decrease in the value of Ye. The flowers are coquettish, and the leaves are not as charming as green? It is dynamic, profound and specific. It has its style, its feelings and itself. It not only has external characteristics, but also has abundant connotation. Only its respiration can make its roots grow healthily. Its functions are countless. There are songs of Eagle in the works of medical treatment, disinfection and health care literati, and songs of dusk sing your songs only by me. In the eyes of all people who cannot leave you and turn a blind eye to it, in the present autumn wind and fallen leaves, in the autumn rain as if in the wailing self-singing, send me songs to flow to the end of your life. May you rest and rest after a long sleep in the winter night, and give me a vigorous new life in the old and vigorous autumn years, which makes me start again from the long-lasting revival in my heart. The song of Ye, the song of mother in four seasons, the song of my life. 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…

Quiet

The peaceful kingdom was broken because of abundant people, abundant materials and greed. The scale of exploitation began from Nuwa to supplement the heaven for the people, Shennong to plant grains for the people, to Adam, the ancestor, to touch the ring and reproduce, noah’s Ark saved the people. The whole kingdom was quiet inside, fighting against natural disasters. And this kind of tranquility would soon be broken. At that time, the sky was open, the sacred glory is projected, and people are happy. Quiet Kingdom, who else will come? It’s him, it’s the devil, the devil comes, the Devil points to all the kingdoms and says to the Holy, follow me, all the creatures will rule for you, and the ministers will be destroyed; Xia Jie comes, take people as riding, shoot people for fun, pour wine to the forest, and abuse loyalty and goodness; Dirty blood spills all the way, and Bi Gan’s heart falls on the ground. Who else’s flesh and blood turns into black smoke, twisted and rising, overwhelming, people are not happy. The tranquil kingdom just woke up in the refreshing morning, and heard the crisp birdsong from the green shade outside. But by accident, the old ashes on the table had been washed by clean water, surrounded by green shade, the blue mist was filled, and the Earth was quiet. No matter how rivers and blood flow, they were all slow and silent. Peace was broken in this way, burnt by the fire of monsters, demons, demons, demons, monsters, monsters, ghosts, snakes and gods. The temperature of degree was also the temperature of Tudu. The silk was burning with gradually warm breath and quiet blood, the tranquil water is going to boil. What is burning is not firewood, but my blood and youth, the flesh, bones and the life of prime age. The cannon of King Zhou of Shang, the stink and smoke of human flesh; Joan of Arc kidnapped on the long ladder, the dripping oil and smoke of God’s flesh; The Tigris River in the Euphrates River only remembered cheese and sesame oil, now there are thick smoke columns everywhere, no, no, not imitating someone’s light columns; Oh my God, a magical light column appears in dreams, in dizziness, and not far away; hell and Heaven. I know this, and I write this, so peace comes back gradually. Satan is like the hot air in the water, drifting away sadly; The speed of my blood slows down; The false fire gradually goes out, yi Tai came back, Shennong came back, Jesus came back. The Earth is quiet and the sky is boundless and clear. Peaceful kingdom, I am here. 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…