Luoying

Under the arrogant Sun of May, walking through the muddy rain, I walked into the Phoenix tree beside the village. Fresh air dissolves into this quiet forest after the rain, walking along the path in the forest, carefully stepping, deeply afraid that the flowers which are stepped into mud by passers-by will be splashed again, and there are snow and Phoenix Flowers everywhere around you, as if you were on the deep winter snow ground, rain occasionally fell on the trees, passing through the strong sunshine, shining like stars, as if branches and leaves, shedding glittering tears to see off the landing flowers. She bent down quietly, picked up a little Indus flower gently, put her in the palm of her hand and looked at her carefully. The wound was still so fresh and the white petals were not fully mature, this must have been the storm last night, which forcibly deprived her of the right to life. Originally she wanted to show the world that pure heart decorated the world with a white body,, may rain and strong wind smashed the beautiful dream, forcibly threw her from the high tree and fell into the mud. Raising her feet, a flower that was deeply stepped into the muddy water was brought out, floating in the muddy water. The original white flower was covered with black mud. Her fate was more unfortunate than the falling flowers on the roadside, pick her up carefully, reach out and wash the muddy water gently with the drop of water from the tree, clean her original body, then lie with her companions, and have that eternal dream! In the hot sun of early summer, they forced their way through branches and leaves, and grilled beautiful flowers with flames. Perhaps the sun was jealous of her beautiful body and felt ashamed to be in the world with her, desperately destroying the land everywhere. Flowers thank flowers fly all over the sky, red and fragrant, who is pitiful? The ground was full of white Buttonwood flowers, which were deeply stepped into the mud by earthly footprints. This was splashed by rage, and the life fell everywhere. Who was angry for her fate? Who buried her deeply into the earth with both hands? She was not allowed to be exposed to the arrogant Sun in May, was not allowed to be hit by the crazy rain in May, and was not allowed to be splashed with dust and feet again. The quality is clean and clean, which is better than that of dirty NAO and gutter. Although the whole world will finally be destroyed by the world and the fragrance will disappear, the white body has already dyed and dyed the sky in early summer; The pure flower soul permeates the whole May; The clean life, intoxicated with a quiet and beautiful heart in the forest. Late night praise on September 9th, 2009 (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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…

Two years

In autumn and winter, turn on the phone, and the screen shows: 2012.11.8. Another year’s November, the winter opening of this year is destined to be in another place. Although the present is more lonely and desolate than before, the difference is that the inner peace and unhurried, even if occasionally it touches the scene, in the deep heart, thinking about those things, remember those people, remember the road you have traveled. It seemed a little sad, but at least it didn’t have the fickleness and pain at that time. It was more like drifting with the current, seeing no counteracting force, which made me depressed. It is a little misunderstood as numbness and surrender. Fortunately, from childhood till now, the bone marrow has always been filled with the consciousness of strong desire, hard work and progress every day. After two years of wandering, experience and experience, is it sublimation or numbness and surrender? Two years ago, it was also this November that I came to Chengdu in the West with several companions, like a group of migrant workers, with big bags and small bags. The city was crowded and crowded, no matter how rich and prosperous it is, it doesn’t belong to one person. Walking into the high-end office building, the inside is luxurious and rich. Standing in the middle, the upper-class people go out and out, setting off themselves and feeling the tackiness of unearthed villages all over their, I don’t know whether it is self-abasement or not. Because I am unfamiliar, I only know that all this has nothing to do with me. What aggravates is my inner timidity and desire, hesitation and pain, the most helpless thing was to go to Chongqing alone overnight. In just one day, it seems that all these changes are so sudden, empty and incapable. Setbacks and difficulties have to be overcome and persisted. Reluctantly, they only tell themselves to adapt and accept, and do not forget to work harder. Chongqing, the strange city started a wandering life alone. Two years ago, I lived 22 years ago, and two years later, I started 25 years ago. When I was working with the old masters on the construction site, I felt very small, sunny and promising in their eyes. Back home, relatives and friends, when it comes to getting married and getting married, they are too young. Really, individuals don’t care about these things, but they care more about enjoying them. The vitality and passion of youth are sunny. Energetic, you can do things that are difficult for many people to do. In the final analysis, it’s just time, time goes by, time goes by, time goes by, and it’s a little alarmist. In the past two years, I have traveled to many places, first in Shenzhen and Guangzhou, then in Chengdu, Chongqing, Wuhan and Henan, and now in Hebei. From beginning to end, I was alone on the road, I have experienced a lot, and each time I am unfamiliar with different stories, whether they are good or bad. I don’t want to compare them. I book a list and make a vague experience. It’s not easy to be too clear. People’s hearts are simple and happy, life is the same, but it was once impossible. I have traveled a lot, learned to adapt faster, grew up on the road, gradually and changed. Compared with the timidity and cowardice I used to be, how to deal with the world, how to distinguish right from wrong, whether to wait or not, A little progress is more like a social person. In stories like work, life, family, communication, etc., the leading role begins to act together. Although sometimes it is reluctant and humiliating acceptance, in fact, it is also a challenge and growth, so I learned to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens. In the past two years, some of my friends around me were drunk and dreamless, and some of my love was soul-stirring. However, in every city, I was wandering from place to place, not wandering, but from my dream, it still cannot be avoided to stimulate inner anxiety and impetuousness, which is a common problem for most people to be impatient and eager for success. When it comes to playing, you can’t find the interest that makes you lose your ambition. Love, once there was, the performance was a one-man show, accompanied by a lonely role, standing in the distance, only dark, no love, love, it is just a hopeless waiting. In the past two years, I used to work hard, mediate the trivial matters of family life, struggle with feelings. When I was not working, I worried about food and accommodation, and made friends. After a long time, I fried rice with steamed bread every day, sleeping on the balcony of the Internet cafe station, fortunately, the boy doesn’t have to worry too much about safety, but also tries to hide it from his relatives and friends: I have a good life, reducing my worries. I deeply feel the tiredness and hardship of life. It is hard to earn money. I learn to be used to frugality, but I am still generous to my relatives and friends. I am not showing off, but treating others sincerely and warmly because of love and care, what gained more was their trust. In fact, it is enough! Now, when I come to Hebei, I am still alone. It seems lonely and shabby. My life and work are still calm and peaceful. Maybe it is more because of more experiences. I am free from the circumstances and don’t care about the outside environment, it doesn’t matter. Gradually, I felt that my friends who once expected dreams and worked towards goals began to yield and compromise after running around the Society for life. Once the dream was out of reach, getting farther and farther, giving up efforts without motivation. Sometimes, I always ask myself: what do you need in your heart and what are your dreams? The most is loss and hesitation. I often live a life of wasting my time and doing nothing. More feelings are fear and sin. I want to have the idea of running wildly, but finally I can’t find a direction. Life goes on, dreams always make you unpredictable, clear or hazy, which can be a thousand miles away in a year. I like regular life, which is as gentle as my own character and as pleasant as poetry. Not too noisy, not too quiet, Moonlight shore, blue sky and white clouds, mood will not change with the weather. At dusk, I take my beloved to the park for a walk and chat, do morning exercises at dawn, go to work happily after breakfast, accompany my family to go to the supermarket on weekends, watch movies, taste delicious food, and enjoy a happy trip on holidays, occasionally, I take time to visit relatives and friends, get together to eat small wine and chat about life. This kind of life is a kind of recreation and enjoyment, but it is just longing for life. Poor couples feel sad at the same time, not because they don’t love and disharmony, but because they live a real life. No one can help him or herself. What you think in your heart and say in your mouth are a bit empty talk. Life and dreams have to walk on the road with your feet. However, now it seems numb and compromised, but because of dreams and life, The Restless Heart is still rooted in the bone marrow. Because openness and confidence are restless rather than impetuous. Dreams, loss and hesitation are only temporary. Walking on the road, looking! I will never regret the gradual broadening of my clothes, which makes me Haggard. Maybe it can be sublimated after experiencing the process, simply satisfying the needs of the soul, and a sweet, warm and harmonious life is my best dream. Life is loneliness, learning to endure loneliness, learning to do one thing alone, calm but not compromise, trying hard without giving up the meaningful life, loneliness, confusion, poverty, pain …… are temporary, I firmly believe that there will be rainbows in the heaviness after wind and rain. Make your own friends. I sincerely wish myself, my family members, relatives, friends who love and love me who are struggling far away from home, peace and health, all of which can have a good future and a sweet life……. 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…

Roadside

The car went round and round on the Panshan Road to Shennongjia, making people fall asleep. Fortunately, one or two families could be found next to the circling Road, in front of the low and worn brick houses, occasionally, the flowers and trees they planted gave me a boost. I called out their names in the car happily from time to time, Rose! Crape myrtle! Hibiscus! Sunflower! Dali flowers can’t imagine that there would be someone planting flowers in such barren mountains, mountains and remote areas. It seems that there are not only literati and scholars appreciating flowers, and the pursuit of human spirit is far greater than our imagination. My friends in the car were confused about my actions. They thought it was ridiculous that I didn’t praise the mountains, or marvel at the viaducts or mountain tunnels, but stayed with these ordinary flowers and plants. How do they know what’s on my mind? In this remote mountain and Old Forest, the land is extremely precious. In front of their houses, behind their houses and beside the mountain forest, a small piece of land is planted with crops such as corn,, on such a precious land, they can still leave a living space for flowers and trees. How can I not be respected?! These flowers and trees planted in front of the House are neither enough nor herbs in Shennong’s back basket. From a practical point of view, they are useless. Their appearance made me see something shining on the plain peasants, a kind of brilliance with idealism. Human’s pursuit of spirit is always based on the satisfaction of material needs. The Prophet Mohammed once persuaded people to exchange one of them for daffodil when they owned two loaves of bread. The premise he emphasized was that people had to have two pieces of bread before changing daffodils. The implication is that if there is only one piece of bread, there is no need to exchange bread for daffodils when hungry. However, these farmers living in Shennongjia in front of me are lack of material and still do not give up the pursuit of beauty. When I sighed, my husband said with a smile: Aren’t you always longing for a peaceful life? How about building a thatched cottage here and leaving you here alone and visiting you once a year? No, I’m afraid. Are you afraid that the savage will rob you, or are you afraid that there will be ghosts at night? Of course there were no ghosts in the world. As for whether Shennongjia had wild people or not, it was hard to say that even if there were, it was estimated that they had already fled to a further place. I am afraid that I do not have the ability to survive in this land. Things in the world are often difficult to complete. I am tired of the noise in the city, but I can’t stand the loneliness in the mountains; I am eager to hover at a low altitude of from the ground, but I have to go back to live on the ground. Fortunately, I still hope that I can open up a small place in my heart to grow flowers and grass, just like these people living in Shennongjia. Let me appreciate these flowers in my heart and bring myself a little spiritual comfort during the interval of running and working for my life. Originally, I couldn’t do anything about a long journey, but during this trip to Shennongjia, I didn’t feel any discomfort. I could even climb mountains and take a car for seven hours continuously. Is it true that the flowers and trees planted by people in the deep mountain give me spiritual power? Now I can still remember clearly that the flowers scattered in front of people’s doors by the roadside in the window have bright red and bright yellow, there were mysterious purple, which flashed before my eyes. They were meeting and parting, but they were deeply left in my memory. 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…

Moonlight

Night unexpected, like a young girl dressed in black gauze, she pulled over a similar waiting, as if they were occupied by emptiness until a round of bright moon silently stared at me. I was shy and dare not look at me, but the strong attraction forced me to have looking at her several times, she was so white and glitter, the milky white ripples rose in the night sky with a few lines of silk stripes and stars. Manman danced around her and said it was a dance, but it was still motionless, maybe I was the one who was out of the mind in a daze. She waved her sleeves and threw some fluorescent light on the ground. Although there were artificial yellow lights around, but it is hard to resist the moonlight that has been scattered on the ground, just like the fairy of ice blowing a mouth, blowing away the miserable death on the ground, put on the beautiful color that people yearn for in my heart, I yearn for it in my heart, and forget the black and blue body which has already been poked by the fierce knife light. When I come back, there is no place to hide. She looks at me again, I tried my best to take care of me with the gentle moonlight, and even the sound of three or two frogs hiding in the noise slipped into my ears. It was very comfortable for me to snuggle up in her arms. I thought she must be lonely, too, the wisps of blue smoke from my mouth twined around my face, which made people feel sad and pitiful. I didn’t know how to send back my heart and had to stare at her silently. That’s how I looked at her, she looked at me, even if time cut through the door of the universe, it would freeze at a certain moment. The moment at this time was collected in a small box. 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…

I and

On weekends, I invited my friends outside. Working and eating all day long, only on weekends is your own, you can arrange freely, fly freely, why not go outdoors to rest assured! We came to an unknown mountain. My friends and I lined up, closed our eyes and took a deep breath. The air was fresh and we enjoyed ourselves with nature. All the mountains are small, with white, yellow and red flowers swaying in the breeze. Back to the valley, a string of fruits came into my eyes. I looked closer and found that it was the fruits of chicken crops and banyan trees. I felt surprised and happy, and couldn’t help saying: You are here too! My friend heard it and vaguely promised me, what? Only then did I find myself distracted. Said: Oh, nothing! This is chicken crop Banyan, its fruit is edible. I pointed at the chicken crop Rong and introduced it to my friend while I couldn’t wait to put some food into my mouth. My friend said hurriedly: fruits in the mountain cannot be eaten casually to prevent poisoning. I haven’t seen it for a long time. I ignored my friends and put the picked Banyan fruit into a plastic bag. Fortunately, I took the bag with me, and I secretly delighted. I embraced those ripe ones into my pocket one by one. I am happy. I taste it one by one, which is fragrant and sweet. My friend didn’t understand, and said loudly: If you go out of the mountain and eat fruits casually, you will be really poisoned! I said: it’s okay, didn’t I say it? It is called Chicken, crop and fruit, which can be eaten. There are many in our hometown. Do not believe, you also try. I handed him a bigger one which was ripe, and he held it in his hand, doubtfully, he dared not eat it, seeing my fruits disappearing from my mouth one by one. I said: Eat! Look, my bag is almost full. Do you want me to lie to you? He ate it now. Well, delicious, fragrant and sweet. He didn’t eat another one. I picked up all the ripe ones and prepared to eat on the way home. At that time, the hometown just went from overstarvation to being able to eat enough, but there were still some families who had not finished their grain storage before the autumn harvest, so they had to borrow it from relatives and neighbors and return it to the next year. My family is one of them. I often eat corn porridge or corn flour mixed in rice, and most of them are potherb. There are six sisters in the family, I am the youngest one, so my parents were very pitiful to me, so they gave me a quiet meal alone. Now I am grateful to win and get the light of my parents and the care of my brother and sister! At that time, people in hometown ate half full in this way, Eating meat is far from enough. Once every five or more than ten days, the street we drive there is Sanba Street, which is once every five days every month, only the street day parents would buy one or half jin meat to supplement the oil and water. The Street is twenty or thirty miles away from our house, unlike the asphalt road now, it is a mountain road and a sheep sausage trail, it takes three or four hours to walk back and forth as soon as possible, the hardship can be imagined! Therefore, wild fruits in the mountain are the source of nutrition for children to grow up. Every day after school, we set out to the mountain in groups, and we picked all the fruits that can be eaten in the mountain. At that time, there were several chicken crops beside our school. Maybe God took care of them. There were a series of birds, and many birds were built every year. I remember that every year from May and June to November is its fruit period, so we have to go to check every day after school, and they will be picked up before they are ripe, sometimes I will meet some ripe ones, which is lucky. Everyone thinks that there is no need to go to see them. Anyway, it is impossible. Therefore, it is at this time that ripe Banyan fruits will appear. I was overjoyed, and quickly picked off the Banyan fruit, as if being robbed by others. I struggled for my big eyes and put them into my mouth together, chewing at random, with red face, which made me speechless, I won! In my childhood, my friends couldn’t feel my special memory and special affection for chicken crops and fruits. Now, as before, can I remain indifferent to seeing so many ripe chickens and fruits? It gave me back all the things I owed to me in my childhood. I wanted to pick them all, eat enough of them and eat them round like a big belly frog. Thank you! Chicken crop Banyan, accompanied me through my bitter childhood. Seeing you, I feel happy and sad at the same time. I am no longer hungry now. Do you remember that I ate rice every day! Nowadays, every time I go to the market, I don’t want to have a look at any glutinous rice Valley or Qingbao Valley. I don’t know if happiness comes too suddenly. You make me want to cry. I love the chicken crop fruit late. 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…