Who will

“Autumn Wind wounds” The rain is drizzling and the wind is cool, the Autumn Fragrance is light and the flowers are withered. The Cold Dream of the first night fell down, and the road was long and empty. Time always abandoned us ruthlessly, leaving us only those trivial and vague memories. Inscription/The last drop of tears of mermaid the stars and the moon outside the window are still so bright, the lights of thousands of families are still so beautiful, and the cold autumn consequences carried by the breeze the window touches sensitive nerves. It turns out that summer has already been silent, and autumn has come. Holding a cup of warm tea lightly and smelling the faint tea fragrance permeating the whole room, I think this kind of pleasant life is what I yearn for after all, and this time is often the most quiet time for my heart, peace of mind may also be a kind of artistic conception. I often think that a person is actually quite good, without being disturbed, sitting quietly, staring blankly, reading quietly, without sorrow or joy, without inferiority or agony. But I still think of the past bit by bit in my mind, which seems to grow in the hair roots and jump out from time to time. Each of us is driven by the memory of the brain, and we don’t know whether it is good or bad. Fate is really unpredictable. Some people expect this kind of destined fate, from childhood to adulthood, from childhood to childhood, but I am escaping, because we are all changing, and even we are unfamiliar, now you are like a fairy. You make people around you feel self-abased, so there are a lot of so-called bosom friends Lan Yan gathered. I have changed. I am not like the warm sunshine, but silent and silent. You say, we are all covering up. I say we are just behaving. Countless expectations under the starry sky have become the reason why I laugh at myself now. I am not good enough and handsome enough. You are beautiful, but you are not so perfect. Maybe fate makes me light the last hope in my heart and turn it into the strangeness we expect. I have never thought of what kind of future we will have. In my eyes, you are like a princess, noble and elegant, and I am frog with nothing, although it will turn into a prince, maybe you will keep enough for me, but at that time you were not what you and I expected. I was really speechless when I saw your conversation with others unintentionally. From that moment on, I realized that I had been showing off and mocking myself. From that moment on, I didn’t understand that I am neither your XXX nor mine. From that moment on, I didn’t understand that we were unfamiliar. Nine years ago, this was such an unacceptable word, in the old years, how much bitterness and bitterness were there, but they were all going to pass. Maybe when you turned around and entered the endless darkness, our fate was over. Sorry, you have your own life, and I also have my own expectations. If you have a new love, why should I only love the old love. After all, we are not passers-. Besides, I also have people I love, people worthy of my love, and people worthy of my hard work. I once fought for you, but you don’t know how to cherish it. I once paid for you silently, but you don’t know how to respect it. Don’t say that I didn’t work hard for you someday in the future. Although our first love is not yet full. I have my own dream to realize, how can I hurt myself again for those unnecessary things. The scars can also forget the pain that has not healed. This is the last time to tell you in this life. Hope weight. The fleeting years, the missed years, seem to be a dream, and the dream is blossoming. The old song when I was a child still echoed in my ears, and my thoughts turned into ashes, flowing between the ink and brush. The fleeting time, the time passed by in a hurry, was like that Meteor. The prosperity of 3,000 thousand passed away in a flash, leaving a lonely line across the praying night sky. However, that song of separation fell into my heart like a dream, leaving tasteless cigarettes indifferent to the mountains and rivers. People always know that something has unconsciously invaded the bone marrow when they lose it, and it will not be very heavy, but it will still feel faint pain if they pull it away from the body. In the lonely room, the lamp oil made from the tears of human beings and fishes emitted blue light, which was long and bright. Maybe there will be a bright day in my world. You are silent, and I have no complaints.. The Cold Moon explored the window, the lonely shadow was desolate, the cool wind door rang, the lonely bed was full, and the long road of life. 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…

Dream

When I was fifteen or sixteen years old, in the hot summer, I rode a bicycle with my friends and traveled more than 20 kilometers to Shanglin Lake, beside the reservoir dam stands a stone tablet of Shanglin Lake Yue Yao site, a national key cultural relic protection unit. At that time, the roads and the only way to enter the mountain were paved with yellow sand mud and green stones, which were always gray and dirty. Therefore, he threw his bicycle to the foot of the mountain, took off his clothes three times and five times, jumped into the lake, played, splashed with water, got into the water and suffocated, longer than anyone who dived for a long time, see who travels far. After playing until three or four o’clock in the afternoon, I was reluctant to put on my clothes and rode back home. When I was about twenty years old, the road entering the mountain had been reconstructed and expanded, and part of the road had gradually hardened into cement road. There were also road signs beside the mountain road. Shanglinhu reservoir had banned swimming as drinking water source. It is also carried out secretly to get into the water. However, at this time, there were already motorboats for rent on the bank of the reservoir dam for tourists to visit Shanglin Lake, which was full of mountains and rivers. We three to five bosom friends, riding motorcycles, escaped into the mountains of Shanglin Lake, enjoying the fairyland of green and empty, Lake light Lingling, looking for wild flowers and fruits in the deep forest, and making a big noise in the deep forest, if you are tired of playing, go home and have a rest. At about thirty years old, more people came here, including electric cars, motorcycles, private cars, tourist buses and buses. The roadside dwellings entering the mountain opened farmhouse restaurants and sold tea in the mountain, natural mountain goods such as red bayberry, bamboo shoots and lake fish. Not only the hiking trail has been developed, but also the road signs for traveling and hiking have been prompted, and parking lots have been opened up. Many young people also come here to take wedding photos as permanent souvenirs. Yue Yao ruins in Shanglin Lake and celadon culture are widely propagandized, extended and expanded. There are many literati, scholars, archaeologists, people who like photography and sketching, and praise the green vegetation and nature conservation resources here. When I came here at the age of about 40, I had a keen interest in celadon fragments which can be seen everywhere in Shanglin Lake. A piece of celadon casually stepped under my feet was just the precipitation of history and an ancient legend. I really want to build a lake-watching pavilion beside the tannin mountain of Shanglin Lake, taste tea and touch the piano, write poems and paintings, and watch the gurgling streams in the mountains flowing into Shanglin Lake, reading that the mountains are empty and the Yingying Lake is swaying with nostalgia. Forget the noise and troubles in the world, abandon the busy work and involuntarily, silently place yourself in the fairyland-like imagination of Shanglin Lake, and gradually lose yourself…… Now, Cixi municipal government has made protective renovation and tourism development for Shanglin Lake, and more people come here for sightseeing…… Shanglin Lake is located in Cixi city of Zhejiang province Qiaotou town. It is one of the birthplace and famous producing areas of Yue Kiln Celadon in China. The burning celadon in Shanglin Lake area has a long history, which can be traced back to the late Eastern Han Dynasty. It lasted for more than a thousand years from the Jin dynasty, Sui and Tang dynasties to the Northern Song Dynasty and never stopped. According to records, the Qian dynasty of Wu Yue Kingdom in the five dynasties once set up official censors in Shanglin Lake, specializing in the production of glazed blue-green and enamel glittering and clear secret color porcelain, which was used as articles for the court and tribute to the Central Plains dynasties. Therefore, the secret color porcelain became the synonym of Shanglin Lake’s jade-like ice celadon. Because the number of local firing is very limited, and the archaeological unearthed is very small, so the secret porcelain has always attracted close attention and great interest from the academic circle of ancient ceramics at home and abroad. Yue Kiln Celadon in Shanglin Lake is deeply loved by all countries in the world. Since Tang and Song dynasties, it has been sold to North Korea, Japan, Arab and other countries and regions through the port of Mingzhou (Ningbo), and in India, Iran, Egypt and Japan, all of them were unearthed celadon relics produced in Shanglin Lake of Yue Kiln, which became the bridge and messenger of foreign trade and cultural exchange in ancient Ningbo. Shanglin Lake is used to embracing mountains. The shore of the lake is full of twists and turns. The mountains around the lake are steep and the fruit trees are abundant. The tannin Mountain in Hunan, also known as Xianju Mountain, is said to have been inhabited by immortals. The mountain is extremely quiet with winding paths, gurgling streams and chirping birds. In the season of abundant water, the waterfall is falling, just like practicing and dancing in vain. Walking slowly, two huge stones stood beside the stream, one left and the other right beside the road. According to legend, these two huge stones weigh 18,000 JIN. A barefoot fairy passed by with a burden. Seeing the clear spring water, he put it aside for a rest, drinking water to quench his thirst, unexpectedly, as soon as the burden was put down, the barefoot immortal had to leave disappointedly. Therefore, the local people called it Songgang stone. The mountains there are a unique landscape stone house, which comprises of a natural boulders made, next can 1 people the narrow path that removed burglary, indoor with being able to accommodate dozens as much. In addition, there are scenic spots and historical sites such as Du Lake, Baiyang Lake, wulei Temple and Jinxian Temple in the east of the lake, which add infinite interest and reverie. 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…

Splendor

In the Lonely summer, a few idle floating clouds slowly floated in the sky, drunk the wind that wandered occasionally. Summer is like a beautiful woman who soothes the dance sleeves, with the rhythm of no illness, charming and graceful, and unique elegance. The messy sound of decoration, shouting and passers-by’s conversation came out of the window, which disturbed people’s mind. However, it is such an ordinary summer that has a different meaning to me. Because after this summer, I will finish 12 years of basic study and step into the gate of university. I will leave home, leave the shelter of my parents, start another life, pursue my dream and dance to the end of the world. Looking back, looking at those distant fingertips, it was also really fantastic, just passing me gently, turning into ashes, drifting away in the wind, like the snow petals in my hands, I could not retain them after all. When you wake up in the night, you will also feel lost. Maybe you have to count how many flowers you know in your dream. You gently sigh a sentence and suddenly remember that you are old now, greedy for a good dream, and forget Handan Road at a loss. Flying Flowers are like dreams, thinking about rain is like sorrow, looking back, the past is like dreams. Maybe in the past, there were tears, joy, failure and success. However, everything has become the past, hidden in my footprints along the way, or turned into passing clouds. Only when I look back can I feel sad. This summer, from college entrance examination to examination results, from application to admission. Tension, pain, anxiety and expectation accompanied me in this hot summer. The wind blows away, and everything will finally be relieved. One day, I will drift in the vast sea of people, shuttle back and forth in the bustling wine, and overlook the wandering or climbing me through the dream-like red dust, straight to the Water Moon Mirror flower in my dream, just enjoy the butterfly dance all over the world. Who is coughing lightly, waking up my youth and ignorance. Yesterday’s hard work became a piece of flying sand in my memory, flying to my time like water. The hardship of tomorrow, without fear, will always become the Flying Flowers in the dream in the future. This summer, when the sun is shining, the sun is scorching and the East Wind is smiling, pouring passion into others’ hearts. This summer, it was raining heavily, with a smile on the city and a smile on the country, adding a little fragrance to the forest and vegetation. This summer, I would like to turn into a colorful butterfly and sing freely in the end of the world. Dance lightly with the wind as the dancing partner, the stream as the Mirror, the willow branch as the plain piano, and the rainbow as the neon dress. The butterfly dance attracts rosy clouds, and the light smoke and flowing water reflect the elegance. The Morning Star gathers at night with the bright moon, and the flowers painted in the dream also come from flowers. In this lonely summer, my hands gently knocked on the keyboard, calling one by one the text elves to the front of the screen to commemorate my past years. Finally, with an affectionate smile, draw an end for my distant ignorant youth. Praise on July 30th, 2009 (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…