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Love, warmth and hope. Who is complaining that April has lost fragrance? In the empty sky, white clouds were also circling with the mood, or white pigeons waving their wings in the afternoon, because the thick clouds seemed to be wrapped by some hatred. The so-called growth seems to have no choice but to expect, not clear, not clear, but eager to express what you think in your heart, not clear explanation of the heart swing. At this moment, with a moment of melancholy, we laugh at the immaturity of the past, worry about the shackles of the present, and doubt the imaginary future. It was the wind from late autumn to winter that condensed the confusion in the eyes and touched the narrowness in the eyes. By chance, I vaguely saw the direction and the eager self from someone who passed by in a hurry. Therefore, life left the self-proposition behind, and we began to look back, doubt the present and guess the future. Whether denying the immaturity of the past or insisting on the autonomy of the present, this is just a process, a process of growth. Maybe ten years later, the experience of ten years later will also betray the lovely present, and then make worthless comments for those who care about, those who are arrogant, and those who make new words to express sorrow. Therefore, there is no denying how to grow. Just as the blooming season is always beautiful, there will be the loss of dead leaves in the previous season and the calm maturity in the later autumn. Growth is not always full of April fragrance, love, warmth and hope. We need love, warmth, hope, mood and gloom. Life should always live in the way of life. As for the entanglement between right and wrong, or between right and wrong, it should be attributed to April, May and June of growth step by step, day after day, year after year. 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…

We

Time can change a lot, except for more and more nostalgia. Is it joy or melancholy that I am about to graduate? We are about to graduate. Unexpectedly, at this moment, this sentence would echo in my mind again and again. TIME witnessed my growth, but my young heart was still ignorant. Time was about to pass through the fourth year of college unconsciously. I stared at my lost shadow on the ground, which was extremely cold. Such a scene made me smile unconsciously. I just didn’t know whether the smile was joyful or bitter. Even I didn’t understand the unknown sorrow in it, it makes me defenseless. When the night fell and the lights were on, I walked aimlessly on the street with a dazed expression, which even made me feel a little strange. Inadvertently, I showed a shallow smile, then a shallow helplessness, and the shallow sorrow that the dim yellow light in the night could not hide. Maybe, like me, you will suddenly feel inexplicably happy, sad and at a loss. The sky is unpredictable and profound, just like our complex and changeable mood, sometimes laughing and laughing, sometimes silent. Time can change many people, and also can change many things, except for the more and more deep nostalgia in the heart. Once upon a time, we explored the strange campus together, sang military songs together under the scorching sun, went to the canteen to grab meals together, and couldn’t sleep in the dormitory late at night to chat and gossip, chat and talk, talk about dreams talk about hometown talk about so-and-so boys and girls, prepare lessons together, join clubs together, take seats together in the library, show yourself together, go out with partners, go karaoke together, get together, get together, get together, get together, go crazy together, let’s cheer for our classmates and friends, take part in CET-4 and CET-6, computer tests, and debate together. Everything seems to be yesterday, and it seems to be far away from us in a flash, becoming Strange is like a dream. All sadness and joy are the beautiful days we miss. Time has changed our appearance, our dreams and our view of the world, but our nostalgia for the past has never changed. Now, I still miss it very much. I miss every bit of the past. Sadness and joy all emerge in front of my eyes one by one. Those scenes that I was bored with and those moments that made me feel sick suddenly became extraordinarily beautiful and turned into a light yellow flower that I preferred in my heart; Those scenes that I liked before, the people and things I appreciated became more and more beautiful, which intoxicated me more than ever. The rain outside the window broke my memory and threw me to the ground coldly. The past that I missed suddenly turned into nothing from my eyes, all the warmth turned into a drop of rain and fell to the ground awkwardly, and the body was broken instantly. When I woke up from melancholy, what I faced was the graduation thesis I prepared everyday, the recruitment interview I had to deal with everyday, the resume I had to sort out everyday, and all kinds of exams I had to prepare everyday, I have to worry about my future work every day, which makes me feel uneasy all the time. We are about to graduate, and I am always at a loss every day when I talk about it in my heart. Time has changed a lot, except for more and more nostalgia. Once we played tricks on youth in mischievous ways. We were as happy as a child who had not grown up, and we couldn’t cry. However, in the near future, we will graduate. We have grown up. There is no doubt that we have grown up, and we can no longer pretend that we are still children. Every time I think of going to the society and Facing Tomorrow, my heart will feel pain inexplicably, shallow, but the pain really exists. Graduation gave me joy, but half of it was bitter, and there was also loss, along with inexplicable and shallow pain. After graduation, I felt frustrated. What I was more about to leave the campus and the timidity of stepping on the society. It used to take courage to grow up. We are about to graduate. The Voice from the bottom of my heart makes me clear sometimes and sink sometimes. The ambiguous air can make the floating voice from the bottom of my heart cold enough to form ice and freeze the fragility in my heart, suddenly I suddenly felt that life was no longer complete. It turned out that I was not prepared to blame myself for all this. It turned out that I lacked courage and was afraid of growing up. I also miss the sound of cello in the meadow. If there was something that seemed to come from the sky, I didn’t really hear it. I have to take a responsibility. I have to summon up courage to restrain my cowardice. I have to face tomorrow bravely. Everything comes from our graduation. The sound of cello is just a distant thing. There is no doubt that we are about to graduate. We always love moods, perhaps because we pay too much, it is inevitable to suffer from gain and loss. Sometimes, we always like to look at the future innocently, make mistakes and keep calm, and finally walk away irresponsibly. Maybe we are too scared of the future. I miss our carnival every night. Even after the carnival, what was waiting for me was endless emptiness and loneliness and unspeakable bitterness. Those times were unexpectedly stubborn and only knew silly smiles. Walking on the street which was about to graduate late in winter, he spread out his palm and found nothing in his palm except the slight chill. I like this cool and moving state, but it is empty without soul, which always makes people laugh and cry, and finally makes people lose themselves. The night wind roared low, the cars roared one by one, and the faint expression on the glass window flashed by without any ups and downs, indifferent, I was a little suspicious that the face passing by on the car window turned out to be mine. The inexplicable loss, the inexplicable thought nothing, and all the uneasiness was no longer entangled. I remembered the splendid smile I used to laugh in the sunshine when I was still a simple child, I never thought about what I would look like one day. It is true that we are about to graduate. I don’t know whether my classmates and friends still miss those bright classrooms, whether they will still think about sitting on the desks and chairs they once sat, and whether they will still miss the old time of playing together, will we come back to see the campus where we had a good time together? I don’t know where they are going, but I know we are going to graduate, and we are all reluctant. Nowadays, seeing the schoolmates and schoolmates on campus seems to be ourselves at the beginning; Those shy lovers on campus are carrying out the so-called hazy love at that time; Seeing those teammates sweating like rain on the basketball court, seeing those passionate cheerleaders, it seems to be what we used to be. Unfortunately, these have become the old days we have gone far away and will never return. The past is like the wind, gradually turning into a dream, suddenly appearing, and then suddenly disappearing. The smoke passing through was enough to make a person lose his soul. Suddenly I became ashamed and felt inexplicable pain in my heart. When the pain in my heart passed, I remembered the comfort in the long lonely days: it turns out that we are no longer pure boys and girls. Because, we are about to graduate, but I still miss those silly courage at that time. We are about to graduate. Xiao Yu drenched and blurred the campus, just like my current mood, there was a kind of sadness that everything was different from others. It seemed extremely calm, but suddenly I felt a little uneasy. The thin rain and fog, the hazy eyes like the fog in the mountains, the feeling of sadness and happiness, I suddenly felt myself like a strange tourist wandering in the campus. Thinking that youth has no horizon, thinking that we are going to graduate, I just stood there and was at a loss. Like (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…

Small Day

I cook tea, read books, write books, live in my house, and I run to see the scenery one by one. I read those lingering love poems over and over again, but I no longer miss love and miss you. I lived in a small house near the south of a window with a string of purple wind chimes hanging in front of the window, and my favorite prose poems and Buddhist scriptures were placed on the desk. When the wind blows, the wind chimes ring. When night falls, I read books on the bed or sofa. In front of the small window, there was a building with red tiles and white walls. The sky was so close that it seemed that a cloud could be picked off as soon as you reached out. Every day after work, I cook rice and make soup in Beibei. I was responsible for washing and brushing. Sometimes they went around two streets to go shopping in the supermarket. I said, I like this kind of life. I have lived enough alone. The older you are, the less you will hide your feelings. When I called my mother, I always told her all my spoiled thoughts before I hung up the phone reluctantly. In the past, I am was so shy to express, even I thought you were stingy, but now I call every few days to ask her how she was doing. I miss my sister very much, just like the Wild Goose in the South missing the nest in the north, just like the warmth in the South missing the cold wind in the north. For the first time, I had a vertical and horizontal map of flying south and heading north in my heart, and for the first time, I felt distressed because of distance. There was neither her nor my dream in Kunlun Mountain, but once I wanted to let go of all the impulse and fly over the cold of Kunlun Mountain to see her from the warmth in the South. The busy work put off all the missing and ran aground again and again. Finally, I could only look at the sky here and miss the people under the sky there when I was holding the window at night. Xiaomei went back to the North and held the wedding next month. The wedding of her cousin was arranged at the end of the year. Beibei would also fly to Zhejiang to attend the wedding these two days. This year’s happy events seem to be particularly numerous. Big and small events come together, and this year’s life is also wonderful. In my spare time, what I did most was to stay in the sofa and look out of the window in a daze. Beibei looked at me for a while and said: you are in a daze again. I smiled. In fact, I didn’t know what I was thinking. I looked out of the window silently and didn’t say anything. Everything was quiet and peaceful to the extreme. The wind is like the wind, the night is like the night, you and I are still so clean, and so simple and beautiful. We live and work diligently, we live as we like, we read books, Chase plays and make fun of each other, we try our best to make ourselves fat, then plan to buy sportswear for fitness happily. After Qian fan has gone through, everything is pure and plain again after all. Perhaps it is because I am getting older and no longer like to travel around with luggage, and I am not so curious about the scenery far away. In addition to being naughty and crazy occasionally, I lived a low-key, quiet and trivial and busy life of three meals a day in front of outsiders. Brother Qiang treated me twice, but I refused for various reasons. Once I was writing something, he came over and sat down and asked me what I was doing in such a low profile. I didn’t look at him, but replied: What is so high-profile? He said, yes. Not spoken. While time makes a person grow old, it also teaches a person more essential things. I have been to all kinds of red, green and green places, and have seen all kinds of flashy and noisy places. Finally, I can make a person really quiet and settle down. My heart must return to the original purity, and my view of the world also becomes soft. I will say thank you with a smile when the waiter is serving. I will consciously put the stool back after the meal. I will take the advertisement handed by anyone who sends leaflets. I will bend down with a smile and put down the change in the paper basket. I love plants and animals and nature. I am quiet and naughty, kind and pure. I have been engaged in various industries and experienced various hardships and difficulties. I clearly know that life is not easy and people need more warmth transmission. When I understood these things, I had been in the society for more than four years. Love, hate, cry, complain, and make troubles, and finally they were pacified by time one by one. We all need time to grow up and mature. We need to find someone who deserves a lifetime to grow old together. There is no need to be vigorous and vigorous. It is warm and beautiful enough to keep a simple and peaceful time, go to work, boil tea, dance, read poems and write. May you live your dream life and love your little lover. Wen/Xi Zui shallow dream pen in the winter of 2015.11.8 QQ:2456636523 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…

The years

Years Kong-style gone, from this festival is passersby. The taste of the New Year seems to have its own golden age, which is undoubtedly the mark of childhood. The older you grow, the more boring you feel about the new year. Looking back at those years, I was still young. Every new year, there are always expectations. Material satisfaction, complacent. As a child, parents have already been happy to buy a new dress for them, and with so many delicious and interesting contents, the new year has become the best expectation. Now, it is gone! I don’t know where Nianwei has gone. Hometown Spring Festival, there are always some fixed procedures to go. As I grow older, I always feel that many programs are optional, even formalism. However, people always pass on from generation to generation. They are so devout and worshiped as gods. I also hold back these words and say nothing. Isn’t it? These so-called customs and customs are supported by such hidden power in interpretation. However, under the impact of modern times, many of them began to fall apart. Before the new year, cleaning is the highlight and also a thing I hate. In the day of cleaning, the dust was flying, making the house look brand new. However, with such a thorough cleaning, the fire of collecting firewood can be high. I remember countless times when I was asked to sweep the floor and clean the glass, I felt no interest at all. Every year during the Spring Festival in rural areas, Yangchun was played, and Eaves ditch was also scraped. At that time, my heart was too heavy to play, and it was hard to get through the winter vacation. I had to take part in such labor, which made my heart uncomfortable, there are 10,000 unwillingly. Often, people are not in their hearts. When the sanitation is properly packed, the Spring Festival couplets will be posted on New Year’s Eve. In the past, people were invited to write spring couplets in rural areas, but now they are printed. I prefer handwriting. Even if it is not well written, I feel it is much better than printing. Therefore, I also wrote couplets myself this year. Of course, the Spring Festival couplets in rural areas can not be posted if you want, which depends on the situation. For example, if someone at home dies, it cannot be posted. It will take several years to post it. The Spring Festival couplets are happy, while the death of someone is a funeral. Presumably, it is to tell others to continue Confucius’s so-called three-year funeral. So particular, unknown, but still continuing. Nowadays, spring couplets are basically printed and become the product of industrial assembly lines. We miss the handwritten version, which is just a trace of the former industry! Under the rolling trend, it is bound to be hard to stop. Looking forward to the ocean and sighing, it can only add sadness. The evolution of Spring Festival couplets is enough to catch a glimpse! It implies two meanings. One is that there are fewer people who can write and want to write in the village, and the other is that people also step into the vicious circle of time is efficiency. No matter what others think, anyway, I am what I want to write, even if it is regarded as writing practice. I have left so many pairs for selling couplets this year, but besides printing at the gate, I write everything else by myself. If there is a large writing brush, I will write it by myself. On New Year’s Eve, I was busy from morning to night, so busy that the sky was dark and the Sun and Moon were dim. In fact, I was busy cooking food. I used to be poor and didn’t have delicious food, so I had a good meal during the Spring Festival. But now I have been busy for a day, but I have already had enough food and wine with only a few Chopsticks. I think it’s really not worth thinking about it, even if it is unnecessary, this is probably one of the reasons why the taste of the year is gone forever. During the Spring Festival, there are also two programs that I dislike the most. That is, New Year greetings and visiting relatives. In childhood, New Year greetings were always linked to material. It was just to find some delicious candies among the door-to-door families. I don’t know what it means. As I grew older, I also began to know that the so-called New Year greeting was actually permeated with a thick family atmosphere, and the concept of home permeated into it. New Year’s greetings have become a means of solidifying the family atmosphere. But now think about it, these so-called programs should be the embodiment form of the taste of the new year! In these programs, it seems to be plain, but people are devout in inheritance. But for industrial civilization, these procedures seem redundant and ineffective. Therefore, modern people are always contradictory. On the one hand, I hope the taste of the new year, on the other hand, I hope the efficiency. It’s a little bit like having both fish and bear’s paw. No wonder we can’t find the real taste of the new year. 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…