Dream

Mr. Feng Zikai was deeply influenced by Master Hongyi (Li Shutong) and believed in Buddhism all his life. He was not only a devout Buddhist, but also a cartoonist and prose master admired by the world. Mr. Feng Zikai’s paintings are very homely, and he doesn’t pursue any peculiar oddity in the landscaping and writing, but it is a profound and eternal result in the reality. The caricature he drew is simple and simple, which implies the detached intention of being born and the heart of being concerned in the world. It is the kind of touching ordinary, or the bitterness that makes people cry. Mr. Feng Zikai once said to people: the two characters of comics are meaningful, diffuse and casual. The paintings written by the wind at random can be called comics, because my feeling of caricature is the same as writing essays, but the expression tools are different either with lines or words. Mr. Feng Zikai is honest and plain, simple and natural, without any fake ornaments or falsehood. His prose is the portrayal of himself, and most of his prose narrates the life he has experienced personally and the people and things he contacts with everyday. Mr. Feng Zikai’s prose is not only the sincere expression of the main feelings, but also the profound expression of his ideological wisdom, and also the ideal writing of his spiritual pursuit. Style, rustic and candid. Mr. Feng Zikai has a constant expression motif, that is, the writing of the soul. His prose lies in nature. As clear as the cloudless blue sky, as simple as the Earth at the end of the world, as bright as spring and autumn, as green as summer and snow in winter. His prose is not only simple and natural, but also natural and simple in theme and artistic conception. Whenever I read Mr. Feng Zikai’s Comics and proses, I just wonder when our world will be less fraudulent, less persistent, more natural and more indifferent? In the 1940 s, Mr. Feng Zikai said in a speech of Xiamen University: I think people’s life can be divided into three layers; One is material life, the other is spiritual life, third, Soul Life life is such a three-story building. Recently, I was so idle in the office that I liked to sit on the sofa and ponder the meaning of Mr. Feng Zikai’s words with my eyes closed. Then I thought about it, which floor should I live on in my life? To be honest, I saw myself at the age of 40, but I didn’t even have a chance to walk in and have a look at the lowest floor building, let alone the second floor building, what is it like in the three-story building. When I was free, I thought about it carefully and felt very sad. I felt that I was still such a poor and poor fool. I know that I am an emotional person with contradictory thoughts. I am very capricious, self-respecting and arrogant in real life, especially when I am in a happy mood, there are always some irrelevant hopes for the future life. Even now, I still want to continue to wander freely in the ocean of this fantastic society. Although I know that this little mackerel is likely to be bitten by a sea dog or engulfed by a shark during the roaming journey, I don’t care much about those dangerous things. Who can live without a dream! My life dream is to draw several colorful pictures of human soul life for everyone to appreciate and ponder. My life dream is to create a group of living social villains with noses, eyes, expressions and thoughts in real social life, for everyone to read their own life and think about their future life. To be honest, what on earth are the pictures and groups of colorful figures that I often imagine in my heart? I am not very clear either. However, it seems that I have already had some hazy original pictures and groups of primitive statues of fuzzy lakes in my heart. Whether I can paint and shape some small figures of different shapes that I imagined at ordinary times. Although it is still unknown now, as long as God let me live, I will not give up my dream. At this point, I am quite confident. I know that I am stupid. I can’t paint the Mona Lisa in the West in my whole life, nor can I shape the vivid image and vivid expression in Dunhuang grottoes in our country, the Oriental Mona Lisa with smiling face and expression from the bottom of my heart. Writing here, I suddenly had such a strange idea in my heart. In this real social life, I should also own a three-story villa of my own, and the type of apartment with a big yard. The first floor is my material life; The second floor is my spiritual life; The third floor is my life with sublimated soul blended by material and spirit. It doesn’t matter at ordinary times. I just set up a shelf in the big yard of the villa, plant grapes, serve flowers and plants, make bonsai, raise birds, fish and dogs every night, as long as it doesn’t wind or rain, I sit in the yard smoking cigarettes, drinking strong tea, drinking old wine, appreciating stars, enjoying the moon, playing the zither, blowing a few songs of cucurbit gourd Silk, enjoying my mood, what a pleasant life like that! Thinking, thinking, I am so beautiful. Of course, it would be more wonderful if I could reach Mr. Feng Zikai’s state of life and life thought one day earlier. 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…

Jiangnan

On a cold winter night, I sat in the south of the Yangtze River, unconsciously recalling the magical snowflakes in my memory. In many poems and proses of Jiangnan Xueyun collection, people leave a lot of descriptions of Jiangnan snow scenes, which may be because Jiangnan rarely encounters snowflakes in winter and spring. When I was very young, I had a special yearning and curiosity for snow. I thought snow was a kind of spirit. Our childhood dates with snow, dances with snow, and then plays with snow. When I was a teenager, I entered the school. The lesson “guess who I am” in the primary school textbook brought me endless imagination and inspired us to think. At this time, I learned that snow is a natural phenomenon, and sent some kind of signal to people. In the middle school years, we applied physical chemistry to reveal the change rule of snow and recall the conjecture in the primary school era. At this time, it is found that water is a kind of spirit in nature, and steam, rain and snow are all its incarnation. Guess who I am? As soon as the sun shines, I will become steam and rise to the sky. I will become a little tiny, and people will call me rain. In winter, I turned into pieces of cold white flowers falling from the sky, and people called me snow again. This short popular science essay in primary school impressed me deeply. Only Xu Chi’s reportage Goldbach conjecture was used to guess words in junior high school. Unfortunately, there are few similar popular science articles like this now. From then on, I thought, if possible in the future, how good it would be to write the scientific phenomenon and reveal its essence as the romance form for people’s reference. Later, when I was in high school, Lu Xun’s prose snow, Chairman Mao’s lyrics spring snow in Qinyuan, and what I read after class were not clear that tinggrui had fallen today, it is suspected that when Lin Hua opened “snow in the garden” last night, suddenly like the spring breeze coming in the night, thousands of trees and pear flowers opened “White Snow Song to send martial arts” and six flying flowers entered the house, sitting and watching Qingzhu turns into qiongzhi “to snow”, Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and the films blow down Xuanyuan stage “to be popular in the North”, what does snow look like in succession? If you spread salt in the air, you can use the words of “singing Snow”, The Lonely boat, the wind, the wind, the snow, the snow in Yanshan Mountain as big as the mat, the film blows down Xuanyuan Tai “North fashion”, and the window contains the snow, menbo Dongwu Wanli ship “quatrains”, let us enjoy the natural and social scenery. The most unforgettable time in life is when I was a child playing with snowflakes. When the snow floated over the ground, little companions would always run out of the House, letting snow fall on their bodies, playing selflessly in the snow regardless of the wet and frozen hands and feet, making snowmen, fighting snowballs, and laughing and laughing, make the white world full of vitality. Occasionally, I also saw adults holding a group of snowflakes, smiling, playing and meeting in the snow. Why did they ever get acquainted with each other, smiling and talking. Snow flowers fly in the Spring Festival, which is like the mood of the new year. Hope and unexpected encounter are extremely happy. People cheer because of snow, and people moisten their hearts because of snow. No snow, no more than a year, snowflakes seem to be the gift of nature. At the end of the new year, everyone is looking forward to a snow coming as scheduled and a dreamy scene on the snowy day. The Earth is lucky, the sky is gray, and the snow is boundless. Snow, people sell. Snowflakes are so carefree, so pure and flawless, so softly dancing and so mixed. The snowflakes were so close to each other again, and they looked forward to everything in the south of the Yangtze River shyly and shyly. The world was surrounded by a kind of wonderful and beautiful, white and peaceful atmosphere. The fields and villages in the south of the Yangtze River are like Catkins, reed flowers and Starlight, trembling and fluttering in the boundless sky with pleasant temperament. The snowflakes were spotless and lightweight. Overnight, thousands of trees and pears blossomed. The snow rendered the greenish and white, and painted the most beautiful ink painting. A white and beautiful Heaven on Earth, the icing on the cake is added by the falling snow. The natural magic of snow makes us feel refreshed. Snow is also very energetic. Every winter or spring comes, the snowflakes on the branches become a beautiful scene in front of and behind our house. Although the winter and spring are trembling, when we encounter snow, we always hope that it will bloom more like flowers, and then it will be glorious; When a gust of wind passes by, the snow will be happy and smooth, and it will sway with the wind, nod and greet me. If you have something in your heart that can’t be done by outsiders, you can also whisper to it. It can be said that qiongzhi saw people shaking, smiled slightly and bent down, and the snowflakes waved gently and warmly invited him; The south side of the pitch was charming, and he spent the cold wave together. We enjoy the annual beauty, and we don’t want to fall into this peculiar scenery of Jiangnan one year. The magic of Snow nature makes us upset. Snow relatives and snow disasters also bring disasters to people. Reading “The girl selling matches”, I felt that the girl was pitiful, and imagined how much she hoped to melt the frozen world into a happy paradise. When I think of snowy days, the first thing I do when I get up every morning is to see the outside world. If the snow is still falling, then clapping hands and praising, I can’t help saying that it is snowing, and it is still snowing; if the snow covered the Earth and the roof, he could not help chanting: Ah, come and see the snow. What a thick snow. Not only did he marvel at it, but he also shouted the thoughts of people around him. If the snow stopped and there was no snow on the ground, I felt it left us. I felt a little regretful and sad! dx wu hen, do to melancholy pay beauty Good morning, look back green mountains, bridges. For many years, Snow White usually comes in the vast expanse of winter or early spring, and naturally gets drunk; But now, it is difficult to look forward to the cold winter, and the world is in the same place, and the cold and hot changes. I like snowflakes to show its white color, fresh flowers, a little shy, quiet, tasteless and light; This is enough to make us extremely happy. The south of the Yangtze River is no more than the North. It only blossoms in winter and spring, dotted with the scenery of nature. After the flowers are gone, although it presents a rare monotony to the World temporarily, it brings us a lot of comfort. How many years, snowflakes are in full bloom. We also get used to its habit of enjoying its beauty when flowers bloom, and appreciating its white color when flowers are heaps; We can’t help telling it about our expectations and anxiety. I was looking forward to snow, and occasionally I saw such a joke spread on the Internet: It’s almost 49 years old, and it still cannot fall down this year? Lost no shame? Don’t lose your natural face! What do you think of preserved fish! What do you think of bacon! How to mix other cured chickens and ducks in the world? At this time, it’s still zero! There are still sunny and shining every day! Who do you want to show your face? Autumn, will you go or not? Will you come in winter? Where is your partner? Reluctantly, grinding mill chirp. The whole day was cold and hot. We are all innocent. You two should confirm the relationship quickly. Give me a happy word, or let it go directly in beginning of spring! All the cooling for the purpose of not following the snow is rogues. Ha ha, this social network language is straightforward enough, implying the saying that it will not snow for years through the ages. The charm of snowflake lies in a white heart. Snowflakes are plain, precipitation is plain, white and pure. I can accompany with sunshine, wind and rain, be honest and White all my life. When without beg, open-minded really, not fame tie him down, no regrets, leisurely. When it is removed, it will remove dirt and clear water, and turn into Clear Spring. It is simple, carefree and fast, precipitates, filters, accumulates, cleans the air, moistens the Earth and sweeps the nature, leaving endless imagination for people chasing it. Xiaoxue flowers are kind-hearted, innocent and pure, and dignified fall on the eaves, branches, and grass, and even fall on the hearts of pedestrians. People like Snowflake, its crystal clear, its white and flawless, its sacred and pure, and its calm and calm. Snowflake, let people accept its baptism, let people feel its heart, her white, thousands of times, love it, and always think about owning it. Recalling this snowflake world, the pure white unity that is rare to see in a year, the endless leisure and peace, will always look forward to its arrival in the cold winter lunar December and the end of the year and the beginning of the year, I am always chanting the old saying in my heart that it will not snow but not last years, and I want to extend my love with snow to my heart. 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…

Know

The photo is fixed at the age of twenty. Crystal Crystal eardrops and slanting bangs complement each other. I think there are probably countless people who covet your beauty. The black frame glasses perfectly decorated your pretty and slightly bookish face. Your steps are so light, every step is jumping the joy of youth. The breath of love is bothered by every move of hands and feet. For this green world, you are full of wings. Know? All this has passed away in every 365 days. Time, he is like a nameless wind, passing gently, leaving no trace. There is no more bright and beating flame in your eyes, and your posture is no longer so straight. The end of a circle will never be the starting point. Innocence became the default helplessly after getting countless lessons. Do you know that after all kinds of polishing, you are as smooth and regular as cobblestones, but who knows whether your inland is a heart of stone or a soft fine sand? If the latter is the case, it will be just around the corner. Know? The dream I had when I was young had gone with the wind, scattered in Zhu Ziqing’s lotus pond under the moon. In today’s view, those fireworks-like dreams are so gorgeous and precious in those young years. Because, these dreams, once in a lifetime. Many years later, who can remember those trivial things that have nothing to do with life and death, love and hate. Only when I was young, I could still find its vague trace in the lotus pond under the moon and listen to its sound of picking up lotus leaves and gurgling. Know? Those neurotic thoughts also became firewood with the wind drying of the years, and could not regenerate branches and vines and grow green leaves. Those unprovoked thoughts are forever sealed in the memory of 18 years old. What unjustified connection between someone and someone has become a myth of farewell for a long time. The same is true for something and something. Your beauty, your brightness, your dream, and your neuroticism, once upon a time, will last forever. King know? wu zhi no? 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…

I am

There are countless friends with floating students, among which there are also some deviants and unruly people. Naturally, there will be a few different from ordinary people. One day, after hearing his story told by a close friend, he sighed a lot because of many sighs, and because he was a comrade, so he wrote down this article and gave it to him. Thee. Most of the time, my friends asked me what kind of person you are, and I didn’t know how to answer it. After thinking for many days, I was even confused. I didn’t know this was my reason? It is also the reason of the circle. Every time, when you see someone riding a cool motorcycle in the bustling street, you will always imagine that there will be such a person who will ride such a cool motorcycle, take yourself for a ride. With the warm wind blowing towards me, I either held him in my waist or gently put my side face on his back, as if I could still hear his heartbeat through the sweat-smelling clothes and thick muscles. Although I have never met this motorcycle, this person, this scene, this feeling, every time I see someone Shen Qin in such a scene, I always envy him. Every time, or in the restaurant, or in the mall, or even in the street, when you see a sweet couple, you will always stay quietly for a while. Envy, of course, there will be jealousy. I don’t know where my partner is left? Is it really drunk eyes to see others against each other? I secretly played tears of lovesickness in no one’s place. Once in a while, after experiencing a gathering of friends, I always want to be alone quietly and walk quietly on the street, and there will always be wind, stirring a few wisps of hair, giving birth to the heart of the world of mortals in front of me. At this time, I would suddenly think of a lot of things. I have been in the circle for so long. Sometimes I like others and sometimes I am liked by others. No matter what factors are, I always miss them. What a terrible word to miss. Some people said they liked me, and I believed it. Some people said they waited for me, and I also believed it. But in the end, there was always nothing wrong with it. When thinking about the person you missed, sadness suddenly came up. Would a person’s eyes never stay in one place for too long? Is this circle always missing? When I met you, happiness came, but I found it was too late. Sometimes, I feel very strange. Obviously there are many novel things to replace the old ones I am using, but I can’t give up. I always feel that if I give up, I lost the key to open the memory. So most of the time, my friends always say that your belt is ugly to play truant, and I always laugh it off. What can I do? I just like it. Even the more they say, the more I like it. I won’t feel ashamed if I can stick to a thing for ten years or even longer. Instead, I will feel proud. Maybe when I was a child, my mother always asked me to store the books I had learned in case I didn’t understand them. When I forgot, I took them out and read them again. So as time passed, I formed this habit. But sometimes it’s not. I bought it by myself, and I won’t pay much attention to how expensive it is, but others give it as a gift, just like the belt, It was given by a classmate when he was a child, and the bag used now was given by an old friend of Banjing Daoguo. The Avalokitesvara who was wearing it was going to Shengshui Temple in Sichuan that year to talk about scriptures and Taoism with an eminent monk, after helping tourists guide and dispel doubts, an eminent monk gave it. I remember and carry all these things. Sometimes when I think about these things, I will give birth to my yearning for life, walk in different places, meet different people and play different stories. But I am not a persistent perseverance, and I can live with memories all the time. Sometimes I will naturally be confused by my current state of mind. Occasionally, for a few days, I don’t know what the reason is. My persistent persistence, which I have been determined, collapsed. Desire defeated reason and principle under the help of loneliness, I suddenly want to find someone to date. I don’t know if everyone is the same as me? On one hand, it was my own reason; On the other hand, my inner desire was stirring. Knowing that I hated it most, I still did it. Sometimes friends around me will persuade me that proper dating is to release Depressed emotions, and sometimes they will persuade me that you have no partner, even if you make an appointment, it is nothing, it’s not someone who carries it. I’m sorry. But after these days, my heart calmed down. I didn’t feel ashamed, but I just felt ashamed. I suddenly found that I was so dirty? If you do something that you are unwilling to do, it is not release, it is sinking, it is not the world of mortals, it is the sea of desire. In the past, I always cared about others’ opinions on myself. Although I went to the Riverside for several times, it was because of my novel admiration, and I never dreamed of being taken away or taken away at that time. But there will always be some people calling you a celebrity, and there will always be some people passing on the original things without any wind or shadow vividly. Maybe he was so angry that he always gritted his teeth and had to have a verbal battle. Finally, he was stigmatized. Now think about it, which kind of person I am will not change because of others’ words. If my friends believe the rumor, then such friends will not be friends, and I am will be arrogant, it is not profligate and unruly. In the past, someone always asked me, what do you like? What type? I always say that I am not fat, it is good to be pleasing to the eye, and I always feel that my requirements are very plain. Now think about it, it is better to list the rules directly and put them in front of you one by one. This circle seems to be that the more there is no requirement, the more unpredictable it is. It is good to tell the requirements of height and weight. At least someone will sit down accordingly. Once, my friend asked me, who do you want most in the past few years? Who can’t let you go? I was stunned. Someone waited for me to get off work silently for a long time, but finally I missed it because of my reason. I missed him. There was a man who showed the most sincere care when he met for the first time. I missed him. Although someone has never seen it, he will pay attention to every dynamic of me. I am complacent, He would give praise, I was unhappy, and he would call to greet him. Although I had never seen him before, I missed him too. There was a man who took me as a bosom friend shortly after we met him. When he fell in love, he told me that he was so sad and cried bitterly on my shoulder. I missed him for this kind of love. There was a man who treated me as a friend when I was in poverty and treated me twice. He asked me to find him from a long distance and led me to have a haircut and meal. He had no money, I am willing to be friends with you. I miss him. There was a man who came by car for more than an hour when I couldn’t do it, just to go downstairs to buy food for me. Although he was not a lover, he could be such a person, I miss him. When I think of the past, I am sad and sad, but when I face the questions from my friends, I still endured my tears and forced a smile to say that there was no one who had no special thought and no one who could not let go. Once at night, I was sleeping soundly when a woman called her and said that someone had confessed to her, I asked if I should accept it. I didn’t answer her, but asked her if he was your favorite person? I was silent for a long time, and after a long time, two words came from the other end of the phone. In the following hour, she told me his favorite person. For various reasons, she hurt the other person’s heart and passed by like that. I comforted her for a long time before she stopped her tears. After hanging up the phone, I tossed and turned, and couldn’t sleep. Thinking of a lot of things, I always complain about how tricky and weird people who don’t accept me, even thinking that their sincerity has been trampled by them. But I forget that those who like me are also trampled by me? Just because I didn’t feel for them, I tried my best to avoid them. Without the courage and courage, I didn’t confess frankly, but it hurt others’ hearts, even if I finally turned back, you deserve to be sad by others, and you can’t blame others. Sincerity is the most respectable thing. There are many sincerity in this circle, but you and I are too soft and tactful, and lack of straightforwardness and forthright. We both use the wrong place, the wrong expression of love also made the other party wrong, which hurt each other’s hearts. In fact, it doesn’t matter whether you like it or not. What matters is to confess. If you like it, tell him. If you don’t like it, tell him more. I often wonder whether the love between men and women is really like a ghost? It only appears in the stories and legends, but the authentic works have never been seen. Isn’t the love between men more slim? It is like a miracle. I always feel that it exists, but I have never seen it with my own eyes. I often think like this. Finding friends is like fishing. Only when you get the bait can you fish on the hook. If you want to get a sincere person, you must use the sincerity to make the bait. How can others treat you sincerely with a heart of never being tired of playing and never rejecting others? I often think like this, even if I can’t meet true love, I will not rashly assert that there is no true love among comrades, and I will not deny his existence. Therefore, whenever those young men in the group ask if there is true love? I always tell them there must be, but I haven’t met them yet. Because I was afraid that I didn’t meet it, I strongly advocated that it didn’t exist, which gave the later generations despair and cut off their thoughts. I often fantasize: When I go out to take the train, it can be two people. I can’t fall asleep, chat with each other, feel sleepy, and have a rest with my arms. When will the sun through the window screen shine on two people at the same time when they wake up in the morning? I think that is the scenery of heaven and Thailand. When can we have a walk together after dinner? There is a man who is like a buddy in someone’s place, talking happily and talking nonsense about Qian Kun. There is no one in the forest path, and you can secretly hook your little finger, snuggle up and hum the melody that is familiar with each other. When will someone prepare a meal for himself? Or make a meal by yourself and wait for that person to come back, and infiltrate love into the daily necessities. When will someone hold my hand and tell his friend that I am his partner? That is not my vanity, but the testimony of love. When will you lose a kind of emotional envy, no longer envy others, but be envied by others. I am such a person, a simple person, like many people, I am waiting for happiness. When you were soft and timid, I was hiding and waiting for his arrival. When the passion is high, I will also take the initiative to attack in one step. I have always believed that as long as I stick to it, there will be happiness. If I sit down on loneliness, I will regain the noise and sorrow. Naturally, I will see happiness, taste bitterness, and finally feel bitter. Flowers bloom and fade, gathering and parting are always unsatisfactory and will never be changed. But as long as we use our sincerity and do our best in personnel, the rest will depend on the people on the white clouds. It’s like, I planted fruit, but it doesn’t bloom but not by me. There must be happiness among comrades, and it must be not far from us, just like the distance between spring and us, through a peach blossom. 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…

Mood

The change of mood may come from the epiphany at a certain moment, such as a blow, a roar of a lion, or a sobering feeling; Or it may come from the subtle silent gradient accumulated over time. The former can see clear life, while the latter can better understand life. With the growth of mind, one can ascend the stairs. When I was young, I was always heartless. Taking keeping a diary as an example, I always feel that I am just finishing the homework assigned by the teacher, and writing a diary full of one page is mostly for collecting words, we can go shopping with my mother today just like what we said in a joke. Later we found that the number of words was not enough, so we had to write that the price of vegetables was really cheap. It was really cheap. To save trouble, we can produce a week’s diary for teachers to review and parents to check. At this time, most of us haven’t found ourselves yet. We eat when we are hungry, drink when we are thirsty, sleep when we are sleepy, and show our joys and sorrows as much as we can. Later, we gradually became sensible and began to record and express ourselves truly. The consciousness of privacy also gradually became prominent. We began to have youthful worries and buy diaries with locks, record the secrets that don’t seem to be secrets now, not the secrets in your mind. Later, we began to examine ourselves, either denying or affirming. We learn to grow ourselves and think independently, but at the same time, we are more likely to get lost. We pay attention to and make friends with more and more people, but we look back less and less. We may have been to many places, but we may not be able to truly reach our hearts, the mood seems to return to the original chaos. This is why Su Shi could return from the night tour, and when he knocked at the door, he jumped out of his body in the moonlight, saw his soul and sighed that he hated him for a long time. When did he forget the camp. Yes, even this body may not always belong to me, let alone something else? Dongpo must have an epiphany at this moment. If when he knocked at the door, his family boy opened the door as scheduled, he glanced at the bright moon in the sky, then washed and slept, I am afraid that he will sleep in this way for more Spring and Autumn Period. How could there be a boat passing away from now on and a thorough understanding of the rest of his life? Dongpo’s mood is probably not accessible to ordinary people. When I was young, I tried to fill in words, but I always found that the words I filled in were far-fetched to express sorrow for adding new words. Mostly because there is no isolated state of mind, we can only use artistic conception to pile up, pursue beauty and neat, but we find that the words filled out are just tangible and lifeless, with a bone-free stack, just like the complicated and gorgeous parallel prose, it is not as good as a word of he Manzi. The tears fell in front of the Emperor to be thorough and sad, reaching the heart. When I was just in college, I was also busy with joining the student union and clubs and doing a lot of things. At that time, I thought what I had experienced now was what I expected to get. Unwittingly, complacent. Later, after graduating from college, I continued to study, but I understood a lot of things. I got a new understanding of the things that my undergraduate was keen on, and I became calm a little bit. But after you understand something, there will always be something new that makes you confused. Up to now, there are still things that I can’t see through, and I tie a knot in my heart. Those worries like silk and net are waiting to be untied and passed away with a smile. The mood is also waiting for a higher level. We used to be reserved, hidden, entangled and hesitant. What we lacked was Detachment. Looking at mountains was not Mountains, and looking at water was not water. Just like our current social network, we publish, share, collect and communicate. There are more and more forwarding and hiding. Not everyone can see the metabolism of human resources clearly. The world is mostly a mess of Mantis catching cicadas and BoA swallowing elephants. We don’t try to see through others, but only hope to be kind to ourselves. A person with a lot of holes can also laugh freely. It seems meaningless, but we don’t know how many crazy past we have experienced. We can’t pry into others’ hearts unless he is willing to tell you one by one. I remember that on a slightly cool night, I sat opposite to my close friends, with a pot of tea rippling with the fragrance of osmanthus in front of me. The light was dim, and the people were low-sounding. They talked to each other and held their hearts to heart. If I can’t see myself through, please give me directions for the Spring and Autumn period. My tutor once wrote a message to one of my senior fellow students, saying: he found a new way in his school and said nothing when he was colorful. The body is dressed in green silk, and the heart is full of blue waves. Wenjun — my family lives in Chongling, Wudang. How many Weir has my heart gone? I like the last two sentences of the message very much, revealing some Zen and life experience inside, although I personally think it would be better to change the Weir into a layer. The end of the learning environment is also the state of mind, but whether it is the remote waterway or the overlapping mountain roads, they all tell us to cross our hearts and improve our state of mind. He always liked Wang Yangming’s statement about looking at flowers. He said that when you didn’t see this flower, this flower and you fell silent together. When you came to see this flower, the color of this flower became clear for a while. Everything is nothing more than your heart. What kind of scenery do you think of in your heart. The change of state of mind is like exploring the Peach Blossom Source. Suddenly one day, you will be suddenly enlightened, looking at the mountain or the mountain, the water or the water, and the peach blossom beside the mountain and the water is clear and detached with your heart. I am looking forward to having that kind of mood. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. 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