A drop

A drop of Tears was almost sitting in the office at four and a half minutes ago. Today, when I got out of the office by bus and walked to the north and south of Labor Road, I suddenly saw the window, it turned out to be like the glow of the setting sun shining down from the West. It was tragic, bloody, old or twilight, and life. It was bright red, mixed with bronze, and seemed to contain the brilliance of cyan and black, down from the West. Looking eastward, the West Lake, which was once bright and bright with ripples and thousands of layers, and the beautiful pavilions, pavilions and pavilions with waist, were melted by the magical and sad glory, decorated, reflecting; No, it is the appearance and appearance that melt together. People think of life, aging and death. At this time, tears almost fell down. However, a colleague sitting in front of the car will go to school soon to check the work. Facing the situations of units, courtyards, faces, groups of people and so on, we should keep a distance from the Shining Sadness and the sympathy of heaven and earth. Keep a distance, I did not shed tears. On the way to the western suburb, I passed the funeral parlour of this city; When I saw the venue outside the window, there were still a crowd of filial white people sending guests, and the smoke of firecrackers had not been cleared away. In order to explain the absence of this period of work, I told my former colleague that it had been nearly three weeks, and I saw off two old men and an older classmate one after another, it’s still on Sunday, and I feel very uncomfortable. My colleague didn’t look back, saying that he should love life more. It is not a fake to say that I feel uncomfortable. In recent weeks, the funeral parlors have not shed tears, but also seemed to be sad. When I went to condole, I went to the family of the deceased and the old friends I met, classmates or teachers are gossiping. As for the dead, they just bow and pray to salute; As for the family members of the dead, they just ask how old the dead is, what kind of disease passed away suddenly, and so on, which can be regarded as the so-called greetings in common. In fact, the uncomfortable thing is to think of the uncertainty of life and the birth, aging, illness and death of people. What’s more, most people don’t know is that I usually drink alcohol when I watch the spirit at night when my peers die. When it’s cold outside, I will move into the mourning hall, right next to the coffin, several people talked freely and drank, without scruple or tears; But at intervals, they would offer wine and burnt paper to the dead. In the daytime, it would also be like this, so they were criticized a lot, saying that how could they still drink such a thing. At this time, you will not be sad, but angry: Haven’t you seen the funeral? Haven’t you fulfilled your obligations? How many times have you come here in a year? You know what? When those people are out of anger, will there be bright red and bronze, which seems to contain the brilliance of cyan and black? Experience the life, age, illness and death as if at all, near, then a drop of tears; Far, then a hundred years away. The person who asks for the truth should forget his body for the method? The words of a family, I am a fan of Shi Du, have you realized yourself? At this time, thousands of lights were already on the outside, surrounded quietly by the desolate darkness on the high sky and the suburb. At this moment, this scene, a drop of water, from the corner of the eye, seemed to flow down without sadness. 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…