Ann

It was very quiet in the heart of the house which had not entered for a week. The first thing to follow the list was to take care of the flowers and plants in every corner of the room to see how they grew in a week and whether they were short of water. As expected, the pink cyclamen who loves to show lack of water has drooped his head, so he must give it some water first. After that, every pot had to be taken care of, and we could not see their changes in a week: the pot of Phnom Penh hanging orchid on the bookcase stretched the hanging branches long, which added vitality to the white bookcase. The big red cyclamen on the milky white tea table in the living room was full of water and held its head high, which was really adorable. The hanging orchid at both ends of the TV cabinet is also growing in a hurry, holding vines and leaves. Especially the dark green one on the flower shelf, not only the hanging branches have reached the floor, but also the leaves on the branches are flourishing. The two pots of clivia on the balcony of the living room show their vigorous vitality with their neat and rich leaves. The duck feet, which arrived when moving, had accompanied the family for two years and almost grew up to the height of the house. The Jade Hairpin on the dining table is not willing to lag behind, stretching its heart-shaped green leaves. The basins on the balcony of clothes drying show the vitality of spring even more because of the abundant sunshine. A basin of scenery, a basin of feelings. The cold weather in late spring did not bring me emotional infection. I just wanted to stay at home instead of going out. When I opened the heater, I suddenly felt a lot warm at home. Maybe I was afraid of the noise on the campus and the street. I felt very quiet when I came back home. Now the surrounding environment of my home is relatively clean, it is a good place to spend weekends. At this time, I had a rest and felt more comfortable. Sitting beside the heater, I thought alone and let my thoughts fly. The rare solitude was also a kind of enjoyment at this time. My husband couldn’t go home because of something in school, so I was the only one who continued this peace. I didn’t have to cook or attend classes in a hurry. It was easy and quiet, so I walked into the Internet, visited Taobao, read news, read essays, and chatted with friends on WeChat, in the world of freedom, unwittingly, the time of the day slips quietly, and the cellphone ring never rings from morning to night, without the annoyance of the dust, in this way, I spent a day of my own in my quiet little world alone. 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…

Spring

It is a common saying that you can’t be old any more when spring comes to July. Spring has been established for a long time. I don’t know how much water is warm, let alone in March. This spring is warm, from the beginning of the year. Diligent, we caught a lot of eels and loafers on the evening of the fourth day of the new year to satisfy our mouth. Now the sudden sting had already passed, and the spring equinox was also a few days ago. The noisy frogs had already quarreled in front of the door of the house. Spring is coming, birds are the happiest. Those little insects always wanted to take advantage of the trees when they were spitting new buds, arching, arching, climbing, and eating. The birds catching cicadas and yellow Sparrow in the back of Mantis had been waiting by the side for a long time. With a lightning speed, they swooped and chatted with their mouths. They got delicious food and ran fast. When they left, they still didn’t forget to show off. Peach, Lee and pear flowers couldn’t wait for the tree to wear new clothes. They leaned out one by one, showing their pretty faces and smiling in the breeze. The breeze warms up, the fields and hills are dyed green, and the flowers bloom gradually. How can we live up to this kind of beauty? When the sun is shining, you can accompany your family to climb the mountain with friends. Most of the mountains in the south of the Yangtze River are not high in altitude, green and beautiful, just like a small family of Emerald. On the mountain, there are many trees, such as fir, pine, zhangzhang, maple and so on. Of course, it is not surrounded by bamboo forests, and streams are gurgling. The forest was green and elegant, and the ground was covered with pine needles and fallen leaves of last year. As soon as my feet stepped on it, it rustled. When the peaks turned around, I could casually knock against a tree full of flowers and look at a piece of pale yellow, the cries of birds lingering in my ears one after another. Although the mountain is not high, it is also like a sparrow, full of courage and courage. The rocks are rugged and there are branches climbing on it, among which there are no strange flowers and plants, but the knowledge is so shallow that they can’t recognize their true bodies. Here, the mountain road is winding and tortuous. Besides the landscape, the most pleasant thing is the pavilions, pavilions and temples. Mr. Yu Guangzhong said a classic sentence in his prose “send Siguo”, his good friend Chinese-American Siguo, that the scenery in America is also very spectacular, but when he came, there seems to be a temple missing. No wonder this sentence was deeply remembered by Mr. Yu, because it was a big truth. For example, there were many temples on the mountains here. When you are tired of climbing, you can go to the temple to ask for a cup of tea, admire the Buddha statue, and rest in the pavilion in front of the temple. At this time, the mountain wind is blowing, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. You can see that in the temple, sandalwood is curling and Sanskrit sounds are raging, which will definitely make you relaxed and happy immediately, and your spirit is shocked. If you don’t want to climb the mountain, then you can move out of a deck chair, bathe in the sunshine, close your eyes slightly, listen to comfortable music, and occasionally glance at a book in your hand, listening to the motorbike private cars passing by hurriedly on the highway, they gradually approached and went further and further. At this time, the peddlers will also be heard, first selling fir trees and orange trees, Camellia and osmanthus trees! Yes, the seller of seedlings passed, and the seller of pepper seedlings and tomato seedlings and cucumber seedlings came again. Their voices came continuously and resounded through the clouds; When they left, there was no sound, it makes the whole village quiet and lively. Spring is the season when everything is ready to go, and it is the time to make preliminary preparations. A year’s plan is in spring. In the vegetable garden, the lettuce is green and the rape flowers bloom one after another golden yellow. My parents-in-law and neighbors were busy turning over the ground to plant vegetables and rice seedlings, stretching the film to make the seeds a warm home. The same is true in the field. Early rice planting has already been broadcasted. Look at the field, the straight and white plastic tents like long dragons have been well known, so there is no need to guess. Plants know that hope is brewing in spring, so animals are not? At first, the chickens fed by their mother-in-law lay eggs every day. They laid almost the same eggs, but they couldn’t come out one by one in their nests. My mother-in-law had foresight. As early as a month ago, she heard me that her mother had a big rooster and asked me to bring it back. As soon as the hen squatted, she put a nest of eggs under its belly, let it incubate chickens. Now there is a nest of chickens, and another two nests are on the procuress, and my mother-in-law also divides the front and back. It can be imagined that in the future, three hens will bring three nests of chickens to the grand occasion. The small pond in front of the door is my turn to raise this year. At the beginning of spring, the Fry had already been put down. There were several silver carp, carp, crucian carp, grass carp and a big green carp. If you want to eat the fish you feed yourself, you can’t learn from other professional fish farmers. You can use the fodder to fight out, so mowing becomes a necessary lesson every day. Now where is no grass, where is not grass? I like this business. Put on a bamboo basket, put on overshoes, and stride on the field stem. White clouds blossomed in the sky, birds were standing on the wires in twos and threes, the wind was gentle. At this time, the stem of the field was a path covered with flowers, with white, purple and blue fine flowers of various colors; In the field, where are the flashing stars everywhere? Look carefully, it turns out that they are daylily. I could also see several cows eating grass leisurely in the field. When they saw me, they seemed a little unhappy. They always stared at me with big eyes, as if they were asking, who are you? Always rob my ration. Anyway, I was not afraid of it. I walked in front of it gracefully, squatted down and mowed the grass, and soon it was full of a basket. In spring, rain is frequent. Spring rain is lingering, thin and soft, no matter how it is reluctant to fall a lot. On rainy days, I am free. How many people to chat? Or how many circles of mahjong are touched by some people who have the same ambition? It all depends on yourself. I don’t know how to play cards. I like to sit quietly in a corner of the world, listening to the rain alone, turning books or watching TV with my son. Listening to the rain is extremely pleasant in spring. The rain in spring is durable and rustling! This is the sound on the leaves, just like thousands of silkworms eating mulberry leaves. If it floats on the tiles, it can be ignored, so quietly? Only sitting under the eaves, watching the drops of water gathered in the eaves rolling down. When landing, PA! PA! PA! Wave! Wave! Wave! Strong sense of rhythm, can not be described by the size of beads and Jade mixed bomb. In the spring night, it was quiet at this time. Only a few little frogs accompanied me to knock down this text. I always like spring, because I like the moment when everything is budding, the Spring is warm and blooming, the hopeful day and night, the snow vanishing 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…

Gently

Today is the last day of 2012. It is windy and sunny. Sitting in the warm Hall, I took a look at my mood. I felt both slight loss and deep warmth in my heart. The cycle of four seasons, spring, summer, autumn harvest, winter collection. Isn’t life like this? At this age, we have gone through the season of blooming spring flowers and the summer of vigorous growth. Although we haven’t reached the late autumn when the fruit is full of branches, after all, we have seen falling leaves in our eyes. Looking back, there are warmth, joy, scars and pains. Many years ago, that quiet woman stepped on the dew and the fragrance of the field. She was plain and prosperous, so she went to today. I know how tired I am. Behind me, my youth has passed away and the years have withered. Many memories once came across me, but I lost the past. Once, I wrote verses under the moonlight, letting the cold night like water read; Once, I wrote verses on the leaves, letting the gentle spring breeze read; Once, I wrote verses in your eyes, let the love from the bottom of my heart read that time flies and grows every year, which makes my heart grow up unwillingly. I don’t want to grow up, I want to stay forever. I want to integrate into this era, but I don’t know the rules; I want to be an adult, with a heart full of city and wisdom, but a poor and white heart, walking further and further with the noisy people. I knew I lost my way. I wanted to go back to Tang Dynasty or Song Dynasty. Let me sit alone in the west of the small window, with a light curtain, a peach blossom red outside the window, and singing people in the water. It’s so good for me to stitch, write, stare or blow. I can’t pass through, what grazes is just a indifferent heart. I remember that when I got married, brother Beiming sent me a wall calendar, on which two lines of calligraphy were written on the white paper on the back: cultivate the heart and cultivate the nature of heaven. I like it very much, and I also use these two sentences in the two words: in the heart, the nature is in the sky, and the clouds in the dusk rain into the poem. Who can reward the cultivated heart? Cut the lines of poetry can be edited. I hung up that calendar in reverse for several years, and finally lost it after several moves. Yesterday, I went to see his blog and saw a group of old works written by him: Stepping out of the frontier of poetry. It suddenly occurred to me that it was the name of a book, which meant that the word was the end of the poem and was separated from the vast region of the poem. It was sent to me by my cousin more than 20 years ago. At that time, I still couldn’t understand it, so I gave it to him. The days at that time were so beautiful. There was a grass behind my house and several towering trees. I often sat in the grass in a daze and looked at the sky. When I was teaching, there was a rice field at the school gate. After lunch, I often sat alone on the ridge for a long time, watching the green cattail, The Quiet Pond and the rice field like a green blanket, free little frog at that time, I was used to going alone and always liked those things that were useless in others’ eyes. For example, sunshine, breeze, drizzle, Moonlight, meditation or quietness. In 2012, Xiaoxiao finally moved to a new home. By this day, I was 41 years old. This year, there were many setbacks and helplessness. Fortunately, I could laugh it off. If there is no money, there will be no happiness. I am greedy for your embrace, which is the most practical place for me. I am emotional person who cares about many spiritual things. I look at many things from an idealistic perspective, such as love and dreams. I don’t love gold or fur. My ideal life is to be able to enjoy the mountains and waters with the people I love. Life is a journey, and I am willing to be on the road all the time. Even if one day I can’t walk, I believe my heart will always fly in the spiritual world. A few days ago, when we got together with poetry friends, brother Xinghua suggested to drink the flower carving, so we took a taxi to the supermarket to buy two barrels of 12 Jin flower carving. As a result, 10 of us drank a drop without any left. Originally, I am hadn’t even drunk beer. After experiencing again and again, now I won’t shake after drinking a glass of beer, but only after drinking two cups. I had never drunk white wine, but it was said that huadiao was rice wine with low degree, so I was ordered to drink three cups. The wine is served with ginger slices, medlar and rock sugar, which is warm and soft, and feels warm and comfortable. However, sister Xiaoxi said, “This wine is full of needles, and the stamina is really not small. I was scared as soon as I heard it, because I had never been drunk. I felt drunk was horrible and I was afraid of making a fool of myself. I feel dizzy as soon as I feel nervous. For the last Cup, brother Beiming drank half for me. Thank you very much. When I got home, I waited for the onset of drinking power like waiting for the end of the world, but nothing happened but I was particularly sober. I couldn’t sleep after drinking all night, especially this time. I remembered that at the wine table, brother Beiming mentioned the article [Northern February] that I wrote when I was a student. Unexpectedly, he still remembered that article. I said that it was published on [middle school student Expo]. When I got home, I remembered that it was posted on [Chinese newspaper]. Many trivial things are buried by the years of smoke and dust. You need to try to remember them so that you won’t forget them. Then I thought of Bai Xianyong’s [dream of traveling in the garden], and Mrs. Qian, the widow of the absent-minded senior general of Kuomintang, saw her flower-like years in a few cups of flower carvings in a hurry, and saw the love of the old general, I saw the betrayed lover, every day when I was addicted to paper, and in the three cups of flower carvings I drank slowly, I saw my painful past and sad years, why do my eyes always contain tears when I am old? Just because I have learned to cherish. How short life is, it is just the only time for flowers to bloom. I am not afraid of getting old, I am just afraid that I can no longer experience it beautifully. Today is the last day of 2012. I want to thank my relatives and friends for accompanying me all the way. I am not an angel and never smile forever. Please forgive me for my willfulness, stubbornness and neglect. My world is wonderful because of you, and I also hope that I will not bring you haze. Tomorrow is a New Year. Let me give you my best wishes. Everyone passing by, even if just passing by, please take away my heavy wishes! Gently wave your hands, say goodbye to 2012, love you, and have every deep feeling in your life. 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…