Qingming

The holiday lasts for three days, which is commonly known as Qingming Festival long vacation. Walking outside alone, strolling along the du Shui river, I wanted to take care of my own chaotic mood, because recently I was too tired, a kind of unspeakable tiredness between body and mind. My mother went back to her hometown. She went to sweep the tomb for my elder sister. The second sister came home yesterday and sat in a daze for a while. She said she was a little sleepy and went back again. From the bottom of my heart, I I am particularly reject Qingming Festival. I am tired of those small dealers selling paper money and funeral supplies in the street, and I am afraid of seeing people crying and telling about the misfortune of their deceased relatives. To be exact, I am afraid of facing my mother’s sad eyes, and the painful expression of the second sister’s helplessness and loss. I hope this festival will pass quietly without leaving any traces or memories. However, it comes every year and is announced in the form of legal holidays, reminding me that it is coming, I can’t avoid this. After all, the past has passed. Excessive missing will only increase the psychological burden on the living, causing physical and mental damage. People cannot change their fate, but we can’t stay in pain and misfortune forever and can’t help ourselves. Fourteen years ago, my elder sister died of illness. Three years ago, the daughter of the Second Elder sister died of drowning unfortunately. I can imagine my mood when it rained in the tomb-sweeping day. A few days ago, my colleague Gao Yamei suddenly suffered from a serious illness, which made me in a bad mood for several consecutive days. Several articles that had been brewed lasted for several days, but finally I couldn’t finish the draft. As a writing, the deeper it goes, the more difficult and difficult it is. At the beginning of the period, writing was only for a kind of pouring out of the soul, with feelings, combing what I felt and thought at that time into a paragraph of words, however, after writing more, I deeply understand that this is a work that is put in front of people for people to appreciate, and I can’t be sloppy and slack. Further speaking, this is an artistic creation, which needs to be carefully carved to complete. A good article needs to be carefully brewed in the accumulation of life, captured in time when the inspiration bursts out, and finally refined and decorated. These three are indispensable, otherwise, it can only be counted as one or several relatively smooth words. Writing is not easy, but I still have to stick to it. Yesterday, my wife came home from work and told me two stories about WeChat. In fact, these stories can only be counted as gossip, which is the product of chatting with my wife and colleagues at work. My wife said that she had a colleague who was a driver of a big car. She searched nearby people through WeChat platform and added a female netizen. After the two successfully joined each other, they began to chat with each other in full swing. Finally, they chatted with each other, and when their wife’s colleagues found out, the two have developed to have plans to travel to other places together. For this, my wife’s colleagues were extremely sad and angry. My wife also said that one of her classmates divorced some time ago, which was already the breakdown of her second marriage. My wife’s classmate often talked about WeChat with a man of the same age in the county. He talked about it until one or two o’clock in the middle of the night. After being found by her husband, he did not want to regret for many times, in the end, he paid the painful price of the second divorce. It was said that this man was also a distant relative of mine, and it really made me ashamed to mention it here. Of course, it was not convenient to disclose his real name. My wife said, is the marriage structure in the current society so fragile? Are there so many men and women in the world of mortals falling into online love and unable to extricate themselves? I said, this is the real national conditions of remote small towns in China. Imagine that with the gradual upgrading of the reform, it has become an indisputable fact that farmers enter the city and settle down. As a new generation of farmers who gave up farming, they made up their mind to integrate into the city where they lived and get rid of the old atmosphere from the day they lived in new houses. To achieve this goal, the only thing we can do is to increase income. Some people solve it locally and start small business, A mom-and-dad shop was opened, but most people still went to other places to work in economically developed areas according to the traditional mode. Working for young couples who just got married, it is best to go forward together in pairs. However, for middle-aged couples, it has become a very contradictory and difficult thing. There are old people at home and children have to go to school, these two groups of people needed to be taken care of. In desperation, the husband had to carry his bags and leave with tears. He lived a life like a cowherd and a weaving maid with his wife. As time goes by, the man who is unwilling to be lonely may occasionally enter the red-light district to indulge a little. The wife who is alone in the empty room is in the long lonely night, after the light of the parents-in-law is turned off, in the little snore of my son and daughter, maybe I would toss and turn, and there would be a few ripples of spring in my Heart Lake. Normal people have feelings. Those without feelings are not normal people, but idiots. Therefore, many left-behind women place their emotions on the Internet, which can give them hope and sustenance. What about men? Some people are living in a foreign land and are unwilling to be troubled by loneliness. Some people are full of wine, thinking and lust, and always want to use their sweet words and a few bad money to deceive the bad woman’s heart, so as to enjoy the moment. This is today’s society, which is a little impetuous and puzzling. As for the lost relatives, forgetting and not thinking about them may be the only way to get rid of them; As for the sick colleagues, I only pray for her to recover soon; As for writing, I must stick to it, just for a habit, A kind of pursuit; As for the emotional entanglement between men and women in the world of mortals, I only hope that the authorities can get out of the lost path as soon as possible, because life is short and not easy, and they can do it and cherish it, don’t hurt others or yourself as soon as possible. The sky was hazy, the ground was wet, the air was light and flying, and the drizzle fell slanting. It is also the Qingming season of a year, and it is also a sad and lingering day. Strolling along the du Shui River alone, looking up at the South Mountain, the towering green lotus mountain is full of spring, the pink and white peach blossoms are fragrant, the apricot flowers all over the mountain are colorful, overlooking du Shui river, the clear du Shui flows eastward all the way, like a farewell wanderer who never turns back. Seeing this scene, I felt suddenly enlightened and felt much better: it turned out that life was so beautiful, but I didn’t have time to understand it well. 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. 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