Sake

The lingering thought was done to smoke the broken cocoon, and the banana was peeled after the heart injury. In March and May of the Thirties, the poor glass of wine never disappeared. Huang Jinren wrote this article in Qi Huai because he suddenly thought of such a poem. It seemed that the star was not last night, for whom the wind was exposed to the midnight. I love this sentence very much, the wind reveals the Morning Star, and the endless lovesickness of the long night is lit, which is charming and affectionate but desolate. This world of mortals always buries too many stories of sour and crazy resentment. Spring night is too short, if you leave, read, go, it will be a lifetime. I haven’t written anything for a while, and many feelings accumulated in my heart, but I don’t know where to start. There are many unknown difficulties in everyone’s life, which cannot be mentioned or mentioned. I am a lonely time, you will think of someone who wants to write something. Admit, I am have a special preference for prose. It was like standing in a transparent corridor, looking at the luxurious and messy bright youth presented in front of my eyes, with tears streaming down my face, and then I continued to move forward without scruple. When I went to the park that day, I saw several seven or eight-year-old girls playing house. I stopped for a long time with sadness, thinking that when I was young, I might have been so crazy and unscrupulous laughing. Only when I feel sad, I suddenly feel that the light is easy to pass away, and I throw it silently. Who doesn’t love the star-picking years? I didn’t know anything and didn’t need to know anything. Everything was still in time. In the sentimental and sentimental years, I also told myself that everything was still in time. Some mood can only be stopped in the clearest and thinnest youth. Looking back, the faint green onion encompassed the dim time, leaving the ground broken. It turned out to be a lot of things, it is just an understatement in the wheel of life. What else do we want to have? Youth, money, friendship, power, dreams come true, reunion after long separation, or fragmentary time lost for many years. There are always many things you want. You stumble along the way, but you always lose something while getting something. A lot of time has slipped away from the fingers quietly. Most of the dreams and fantasies in the youth were dim under the oppression of reality, and gradually realized that no matter how deep the friendship was, it could not stand the boiling of the world. Compared with this, what can Memory be? It can only be regarded as a fading shadow in the years of economics. It is slightly weak, as if there is nothing. In many words I have written before, I have mentioned the topic of memory. In fact, I am a person with simple experience, so I won’t be addicted to any unforgettable memories. However, I hope that some people or things can appear in my life. I will go through the years in the future hand in hand, go through hardships and hardships, and interpret the life like flowers. I always love cloud, so love so love. Most of the time, I looked up at the sky and saw a large number of clouds moving slowly in the sky. They were very light, soft, lonely and desolate. Looking at the pain in the neck, I came back to my mind disappointedly. I always expect myself to be a quiet and indifferent woman, just like a cloud, drifting to the vast sky alone and bearing the lonely end alone. And hopefully bring. Stay in the flashy world. Laughing extravagant, I am still me. I am still independent and handsome, and I am still under the stars last night. 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…

Gossip

When I was in middle school, there were many articles written by Lu Xun in Chinese textbooks. “Kong Yiji”, “Blessing”, “hometown”, many essays, etc. I met Kong Yiji in a long gown, Runtu with a silver collar, and the hardworking and bitter Xianglin sister-in-law. I still remember that Kong Yiji protected his anise beans, shook his head and said, “not much! Multi-almost everywhere? No more and no. Once it came to summer vacation, an old version of “Red Rock” was a must-read book. Until this book disappeared, I bought another new version of “Red Rock” and put it into the bookcase seriously as a collector’s edition. However, the description of summer heat and Storm in Camel Xiangzi became the model of my own writing. It was ashamed that Lu Yao’s “life” and “Ordinary World” were carried back from the stall, but they hadn’t finished reading them carefully till now, but they just remembered the names of Gao Jialin and Qiao Zhen. “Long live Youth”, “Song of Youth”, “Lily”, “Li Shuangshuang Primary School”, “red flag spectrum” and “Railway Guerrilla” are the first movies and later novels. Seeing the novel “party membership fee”, I realized that the movie “party’s daughter” was adapted from the novel. As for “Lin Hai Xueyuan”, “Little Erhei married”, let alone. Yang Zirong, who outwit Tiger Mountain, is more charming than any entertainment star today. Under the blue sky, how can the hot and noisy love story between the watery Xiaoqin and the handsome xiaoerhei be compared with the young people nowadays. For today’s generation, these old novels are far away and strange. However, for myself, worship is like a divine code, which was once worshiped, or to the author. Or on books. Or the words of characters in the book. Ask yourself, do you still remember these books? Can you still calm down and read these old novels again? Do you still remember these authors? They never leave themselves, but they are far away from them. No wonder it becomes more and more impetuous, more and more confused and more boring. Everyone understands where the charm of literature lies. Literature illuminates life and is too grand. I always think that the charm of literature lies in bringing warmth and quietness to myself. Many times when wandering in the cold, it is literature that brings me warmth. How many annoying nights, it is the words that calm me down. Even in desperation, it is the power of literature and the beauty of words that make me linger on the world. Educated people say that literature lights up life, while I say: literature warms me. At the end of the year, I was lucky to meet such a classical book and bring myself back to a beautiful period again. I remembered an age when I was silly to read books without hearing anything outside the window. That was a pure age, an age that only thought that he could walk the world by literature and reading. We should not forget that we had such an age, let alone that these old novels added luster to that age. On the last day of the old year, the sky was hazy, and Dong Yang was more than capable to shine this winter, but there was no temperature. The originally cold days are getting warmer and brighter because of these old novels. Fortunately, there are also these literature, which make me move forward in the cold. That is to say, the past years are unbearable and there is no need to sum up. Wishing is the new year: facing literature, facing words, heart warm flowers. 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…