Years Kong-style

When the internet was making a fuss about the log of a doctoral student returning home in the spring of the year, there were such a group of people who went in the opposite direction and went far away in the spring of the year, I am really envious of homesickness! This group of people have a common characteristic, that is, they live in the city where they grow up. For them in spring, it is just an ordinary festival that can take a walk-as-you-go trip at any time. It is hard for them to appreciate the yearning for tourists living in other places in spring. For me, hometown is more like a kite flying. No matter how far, how high, and how happy I am, no matter how familiar I am with the strange city where I live outside, even if you are familiar with every traffic light in this city, there will always be a kind of natural strangeness, which will make you give up and go back to your homeland in the spring of the year. So every spring, it is just like a kite taking up the thread. The thread in my hand stops my original heart of trying to float out, making myself return to the original point without any hesitation. Although the homeland is changing every year, sometimes it even develops so fast that I feel a little familiar and unfamiliar, what remains unchanged is the feeling I am concerned about, and more is the growing memory that goes deep into the bone marrow, hometown is no longer a place name logo, but a hotbed in dreams. In the spring of the recent year, I would never meet some old friends. I inquired carefully that they were all traveling outside, which made me feel jealous in my incomparable envy. My eyes were so affectionate that I couldn’t give up my homeland, in their eyes, it was so ordinary. Even in the spring of the year, they could not stop their steps to the distant place. The elder people are old-fashioned and still stick to the old customs. They will not let their children leave their homes easily in spring. Because in their eyes, when spring came together, they remembered that the spring was not at home, which meant that the fleeting years were unfavorable and the annual harvest was not abundant, which greatly affected the luck path. However, the old system is often the most vulnerable to challenges. The new generation may have stayed in the city for a long time. It is rare to have such a vacation, and they are very willing to go out to see different years; perhaps I was tired of the welcome and delivery of new year’s spring, and the happy people went out to hide and socialize frequently, in order to get a little clean from the trip of new year’s spring; Perhaps there are really few parts that are indeed not rich at hand, it was not convenient and I felt ashamed to meet the creditor, so I simply avoided this embarrassment. For the travellers who live outside, they return home in spring but lack these troubles. If they have money and no money, they will go home for the Spring Festival! This was a kind of spontaneous willingness from the heart. No matter what reason, no matter how tortuous the journey was, no matter how difficult the journey was, it could not resist the heart of returning home in the spring. In the spring of this year, I thought of the sentence I once wrote: Living in a growing city is extremely happy. The city is rich because of you, and you are wonderful because of the city. Every bit of change in the city will integrate you into it. Natural integration and unnatural contamination will make the breath and memory of the city reveal naturally and unnaturally on you. However, the longer you stay outside, the more you will lose to this city. Finally, the city is farther and farther away from you, and more and more strange. It really only exists in your memory! I think this passage may solve the unchanging reason why I always insist on returning home in Spring! It can also explain why the doctor wrote down the log of returning home that caused controversy! Like (prose editor: Ink drops into wounds) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Change

About one noon two years ago, a female friend of mine told me that she broke up with xx yesterday and then got together with xxx. I asked who it was? She said, you don’t know each other. I asked how I got together? She said it was because she had read something written by xxx before, and she thought it was good and had a literary temperament. I asked again, didn’t xx also write something? Then she answered, I found that I prefer what xxx wrote. Finally, I said: Oh. She said: Hmm. After a while, my female friend told me that xx often came to me, but I was not interested in him at all. I asked her: does xx still write something? He replied: No more writing. Since I broke up with him, he has been decadent and has no ambition. I hate him very much. Does xxx still write something? I then asked. Writing, she continued to answer. After a while, this female friend who gave me a notebook of lavender color said to me: Dear, xxx often came to me, and I hate him very much. I asked her, does xxx still write something? She replied: No more writing, I will not write after breaking up with her. About half a year later, this female friend of mine told another friend of mine: I was badly hurt by the person who wrote things in my life. My friend asked: does he still write something? She replied: No more writing. He has stopped writing since I no longer like what I write. I don’t like the person who writes any more. My friend listened to her sad words and felt sad for her. 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…

Suddenly

I don’t know who Jinlong is. But I remember his sentence, which was thought by someone. Besides, I was not ashamed and used it for several times. I brought it to my friends far away to save my face. At this moment, when I think of you, I will have it, and suddenly there are elegant things to wait. Books are only for people who love books. I will give you more than 100 volumes of people’s literature for free, the most authoritative periodical in the country. Seeing this, I have fallen into a deep surprise. What to say?, Thank you, too light. It is too hypocritical. I hold down the burst, burst heartbeat. Lin Ge, you are so kind that you almost threw your hands out. Like, wall-to-wall. Eyes open eyes closed, starts all expectations. I look forward to the gentle and sweet voice of the beautiful green messenger in the Post Office: I have your package, come and get it! I look forward to seeing the address and Joy signed by you. The friendship without expectation is only because of the love for words! And the sound is interlinked, good enough, in this world! Happiness came without warning, like a kiss of a butterfly, which caught people off guard. I was a little nervous and didn’t know how to hold it. The remuneration I received unexpectedly. I gradually recovered from my mind. It was about sending books. I really didn’t read it wrong. Suddenly I wanted to laugh. In a flash, the words with chicken feathers on the ground became the atmosphere of Broad Green and thousand red. A long time ago, I watched a movie and vaguely remembered the protagonist in beginning of spring, a music teacher with an extremely ugly appearance. Call wang cai ling. Regardless of others’ cynicism, they pursue their own artistic dreams wholeheartedly and know that the children they coach can perform on the stage, and they will have a long face. Standing alone in the courtyard, looking at the gray sky, he said: Spring is coming, and the wind is really different. I just want to cry. Yes, I want to cry. Listen, I feel a little happy and sad. Grow in panic. Crying is not necessarily sad. Laughing is not necessarily happy. But laughing is better than crying. I always think so. When the joy of mind-shaking came, he couldn’t answer the trick, so he used crying to render, infected and greeted with laughter. There is nothing better than laughing in tears, a better face, and a more lovely thing! Wear a new dress to make you beautiful? Thinking of his son’s laughter, looking at his green clothes in the mirror, suddenly he was secretly pleased. The spring breeze was green, and it turned out to be so cute! My colleague Xiaoyu rolled his tongue and said, “teacher Bowl, this dress is beautiful! Walking on the road, I still secretly enjoyed myself. Under the light, open the text message: Sister gong, Happy Winter Solstice! My friend who hasn’t contacted me for a long time suddenly remembered me today. Looking at the greeting, I felt a little embarrassed. I think of what my mother said when she was eating: winter solstice, it should be counted nine. My heart moved: the sunny day in is coming. Suddenly I wanted to laugh. I have never known the sky, and I feel that this year’s winter solstice is a little unforgettable. It is the color of spring. Bright. Warm. Moved. There are also elements of happiness! At noon in 2014.12.23, praise (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) snow vanishing 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…

Devil

Today, I took a bus to the neighboring town to do something. I got on the bus and got a seat. I thought that I could sleep till the terminal. (I always wake up in the middle of the night recently. I can’t sleep well. I want to make up my sleep when I am free.) So I closed my eyes. After a while, the conductor said: Passengers please offer their seats to the old or those in need. I opened my eyes and took a look, Oh, I was so scared that I didn’t dare to take a second look. Because I saw that her face seemed to have been severely burned, and the scar stuck to her skin like glue in chaos, with her mouth tilted. There were only two holes in her nose against her face, and her eyes seemed to have no eyelids, you can directly see the eyes turned out, red. Eyes Without eyelid packaging are particularly scary when they protrude. She was leaning on a crutch in her hand and wearing a large casual spring dress. It could be seen from her figure that she might be in her forties. She tried to lower her head, as if she was afraid of scaring others. Maybe it was an instinct. I got up quickly and let her sit in my position. Thank you! I heard her crooked mouth and said two words to me. It seemed that she wanted to say to me with a smile, but I didn’t dare to look at her directly, so I could only reply with my head down with a smile: You’re welcome. At this moment, my heart was like knocking over the bottle of five flavors. I didn’t know what the chaos in my mind was like. Because I think, when she is burnt like this, she doesn’t need to wear any hat or mask, so she naturally faces every pair of eyes in this world, how brave it is. From then on, her world was full of sympathy, but she didn’t want such feelings. Maybe before the burn, she had a beautiful or normal face, and fate turned her into a devil in this way. Her road was doomed to be no longer flat. My heart was torn by the pain of electric shock just now, as if what I saw was not someone else, but another ugly self and pedantic self tearing. After the car stopped, another old woman came up with a little baby in her arms, probably her grandson. The conductor shouted out her usual Lei Feng’s words again: please offer your seats to passengers in need. Thank you. Maybe it’s weekend. There are more and more people going out. There are no seats on the bus and the aisle is full of people. At this time, I saw that devil’s face stood up like a spring, because she was facing the car door, and the grandmother who came up was closest to her. She held the old woman and placed her in her seat. The grandmother had been paying attention to the baby in her arms and didn’t raise her head to see who was offering her seat, so she took the opportunity to take my previous seat. However, the devil’s face himself began to stand in the aisle like a normal person, tightening the handrail with both hands. The conductor was just selling tickets while shouting in the crowded crowd in front of me. She didn’t see the scene that made me feel shocked at all. I saw that devil’s face lowered his head embarrassedly. Someone saw it next to him. A normal person with a seat stood up shyly and asked her to take a seat. But she shook her head and said, “No, I have two stops to get off. Please sit down. Her insistence made me speechless. People who saw her in the carriage also lowered their heads. Silence began to appear in the carriage. The car started to drive forward again. I seemed to see the evolution of devil to Angel in an instant. Being strong and kind is so close to life. If we don’t choose it, how can we choose life? Looking at the passing scenery outside the window, my heart felt a little warm and painful. 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…