Love Words

In confusion, we have stepped on the threshold of winter unconsciously. Time seems to be frozen, walking so slowly and so hard. The calendar beside the window was densely graffiti into a mess by ink, just like my life track in this season, in a mess. The occasional memories are always full of sadness. When thinking about the heart-to-heart complaint without bad feelings, sadness is always filled with dark and scattered hearts. I dare not look through the words which were scattered all the way yesterday and Yesterday. Those marks are not recorded on the plain paper, but printed in my heart, the tattoo that can never be smeared in my life, and the beautiful scenery forever in time. I think the most beautiful thing in the world is the truth, goodness and beauty from the soul. The most real thing will never lose the most beautiful. No matter what kind of happiness, sorrow, hatred and hatred you experience, the beautiful things will be eternal. My heart has been warmed by this kind of warm feeling more than once. I am also very grateful to those people and things I met in the past of my life and have given me so many truths, having given me so many feelings, I gradually realized the true meaning of love in confusion. If the love between them lasts for a long time, will they be in the morning and evening? The ancient lyrics seem to show the true meaning of love in Zen, which makes me realize suddenly, but not to be entangled in a selfish pursuit all the time. If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan? The unambiguous appearance in memory is always surging like the first sight. The blooming of that eye is doomed to pursue this life. The sad and beautiful love legend is always trapped in love words. Even if the beauty is late and shy to the bronze mirror, it is still persistent and does not change its original intention. Those words recorded attentively are a boundless net. I weave love into this net quietly. Every unforgettable moment will be a complex in my life, and I will cherish every heart in my whole life; every touching moment is a reality in the fate, and I am waiting for every second of tenderness with half-life madness. Love with words will be the peach blossom disaster in my life. Sometimes, I stick all my time in the words, for a knowing smile, because it will stretch the long-lost mind; Sometimes, I write my full thoughts into the letter paper, as a considerate guard, because it can understand the world of mortals. Sometimes, the heart will be so fragile that it can’t help a contemptuous look, a casual perfunctory word, or even an unintentional turn, thus falling into deep pain more than once; Sometimes, love will be so sensitive that I can’t afford to give a real promise, a warm hug, or even a shoulder-slapping encouragement. Therefore, I don’t expect life to give anything back, I only hope that a lasting companionship in time, with the support of my heart, will gradually end up. In the past, it was just a glass of wine. When I knew how to pour it into a glass and drink it down, I realized that what I was drunk was not time, but a stubborn heart. So tired and tired to carry a speech after drunk, so difficult and so difficult to raise the palm of the grudge, unexpectedly, what drips is tears, what melts is the heart, love has never changed. The plain and clean time is always making a life full of flavor. In the vicissitudes of life that have tasted all the joys and sorrows, there will always be a long-lasting sweet and mellow for you to taste the joys and sorrows of the end of the world, which is close, what is raised is the story, and what is drunk is the true feeling. In life, give love a gesture, I believe it will create a perfect state of mind; In life, give love a space, I believe it will be beautiful and happy life. 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…

Quietly

Winter is coming, will spring be far away? In the cold environment, I look forward to spring. Growing in the South, I always feel that the cold winter adds a lot of troubles to people. In order to keep warm, I have worn too many clothes, which are thick and fat. In addition, the problem of keeping warm and avoiding cold should be taken into consideration when doing anything, especially when you want to go far away, you should pay more attention to this problem. Otherwise, you will get a cold or other bad things. Maybe I am used to the reason of warm environment. I don’t like the cold climate very much. I always look forward to the warm and warm slender Willow Bank and the tender and tender Yin Yin Yan Xia. However, the law of nature is not transferred by people’s will. Like it or not, the Earth is still running along its own path. The rotation of Four Seasons is always from winter to spring, and from spring to winter. From the bleak wind and snow to the bright spring flowers, from the warm and sunny spring breeze to the fierce ice and frost. In the meantime, how much tenderness and sadness have been taken away, and how many thoughts and prospects have been brought. While at this time, I thought the snowflakes in the north were so fluttering and falling quietly. Between the heaven and the Earth, the place where you look up is a snow-white world. The sentence in “Qinyuanchun. Snow” suddenly came gently from my mind: the scenery of the north, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow floating. wang the great wall outside, but more than vast, River up and down, lost surging. The mountain dance silver snake, the original wax elephant, wants to compare with the god, it must be sunny, see the red dress wrapped in plain, it is particularly enchanting. …… Snowflake is like a dancer performing on the stage, showing his own pose and making use of his performance time forgetfully. The mountains were white and the trees were covered with silver. The bare branches were deeply wrapped in ice and snow, shaking heavily in the cold of the wilderness. The makeup on the river surface is also hard white ice, blocking the gentle and lingering water fiercely. And the winter dream on the mountain is even the snow-white cold scene. Winter reveals the charm of snow completely, and also spreads the shrill and cold to the world, spreading on the land of the North Country cruelly and ostentatiously. Fortunately, the South is not as cold as the North. There is no snow in the South, no ice in rivers, no snow in branches and leaves, and no snow resistance on roads. But the cold wind pierced, piercing into the marrow, blowing on the face like a knife. The withered grass in the mountain field sobbed bitterly in the cold wind, and the fluttering fallen leaves were wrapped by condensation and stroke. The cold air was toward the mountain field and towards the Earth, singing the fierce song of winter to the vast world. The setting sun is lazy, the mountains are quiet, and the cold wind blows away. Walking quietly in winter with gentle steps. The figure at dusk was pulled very long. In the quiet winter field, you could see far and far places. The cold wind was looking for the weak place of clothes to drill inward. Gu left and right places, the fourth field was speechless. I wrapped my heart and held my warmth. Facing the cold winter season, I expressed my wild feelings and walked silently under the sky of the South. Relying on the passing of the long days, we drive away the barbarism of the cold wave with the warmth of the world, and smokes the plain and quiet vicissitudes with the auspicious smoke in the world. Touch the flowing clouds on the mortal world gently with the ordinary heart that has nothing to do with the world, and embrace the light and simple life with the deep love in the bottom of my heart. A season of cold driving time is bumping, a space of cold in the heart of looking forward. Occasionally in the winter sun, a happy heart laughs in the warm light. Open your hands, open your mind, and embrace the warm sun. On the high of the tree branches and the curved branches, birds are also playing with feathers in the warm light, combing the warmth. The high cry and the high head and forehead convey the warm sunshine. I am in the romantic light, sailing in the Heart Lake of Tang Poetry and Song poetry, the light and slow swinging wave of words, the shocking world, the poetry wave of ghosts and gods, the heart shore, gently slapped, ripples, in Lake rippling. The winter is lonely and faint, and the mood is fluttering in the cold wind. The coldness of winter only changes the environment, but cannot change people’s hearts. The aspiration of yearning and the flexibility of life are always passing through without hesitation in the wind, frost, snow and rain. Searching, ups and downs, singing and singing, living in the real world, walking and bumping. Quietly, walking in winter. Under the Sky, the wind and snow floated cold, and in the wilderness, the body wrapped in the heart of the world. Step on the wave surface of time, gently walk at the end of the season, send away the cold winter politely, and welcome the vigorous and gracious spring. Pastoral/love. QQ:2657945175. Zan (prose editor: indifferent) 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…

And line

I can’t help sighing that time flies after watching some old movies on weekends. I called my old colleague, and that girl caught a cold again. I remember that it was the same last time. In fact, everyone worked very hard outside. If you can’t meet each other, you can talk about work, life and feelings in this way, which is also a kind of relief. Recalling those days when we closed the door and ate together, we always dreamed of saying goodbye to the damned break and going to the streets together. At that time, happiness was as simple as that. creek said it was called poverty and happiness. Now I think it should be that I had less, less and less worries at that time, so it’s easy to be happy! creek said at that time, you always said you would go to play when you were rich. Did you go now? A song says that there is no time when you have money, and there is no money when you have time. Really, now there is money, but if you want to go out to the supermarket in the sunny afternoon, you have to hesitate whether the arrangement is to the point where you have to go. Is this a kind of sorrow? I don’t know how long I haven’t had a meal with my friends and went shopping. creek said, how is your baby brother? I was surprised and laughed: Ah, do you still remember that I have a younger brother? creek smiled: that is, who are you? My friends who shared difficulties in those years felt warm ripples in their hearts. This feeling was wonderful. However, those things have become the same year. In those years, in the place full of rape flowers and many water and bridges, there was a youth and dream of an ignorant young man, unyielding and struggling, so lofty at that time, till now, it is just a touch of color in my memory. It’s beautiful, but it’s getting farther and farther. Life, just go forward. It is a rare weekend to catch up with rainy days, which makes people disappointed. I can’t go anywhere, so I can only stay at home. I can’t even put it down after reading books properly. The author is a Canadian female writer. Although I am a student of science, I have delicate brushwork and sensitive nerves, telling me about life, work and marriage, which makes me feel quiet, peaceful and suddenly enlightened, suitable for this quiet and cool late spring weather. It suddenly occurred to me that many years ago, when I was a little girl, I followed my grandmother to make drinks under the plane tree. Large and small bottles, put chrysanthemum essence, slowly add cool boiled water, smell the sweet smell of boiled water, I can’t wait to start drinking immediately, then Grandma will stop me, because this is prepared for the busy fathers and uncles, and the last is the bottle for my brother and me. Oh, when we drink it into our mouths, I still think it is more sweet than any other drinks. Unfortunately, Grandma can’t mix it for us any more. When I looked at Grandma’s face for the last time, I knew that some beauty could only be found in my memory. But life still needs to continue. Just like now, he was busy fighting in front of the computer. From time to time, he said that I read some books and wrote something without disturbing each other. It was quiet and beautiful. I like this moment. Even if I just had a mood, I don’t feel sad together. Continue and forgive, maybe this is life, cruel and beautiful. I have been working for almost five years since I graduated. At the beginning, all kinds of tension and uneasiness made me out of breath. I am not a teacher major. I don’t have the professional knowledge of teachers, and I don’t have all kinds of qualification certificates that teachers should have. I am full of fear for my work. I am afraid that leaders and colleagues will attend classes, I couldn’t arrange classes effectively. I wouldn’t deal with emergencies. All kinds of emotions gave me acne. I asked for leave to see a doctor, but found that I didn’t know where I was when I got off the bus. I wanted to cry helplessly, thinking that it was only a few days ago, and even my ability to touch the road had degraded. I took a bus and continued to walk. After getting off the bus, I still didn’t arrive at the destination. I was helpless and sad. It was not easy to find a place, so I took a bag of traditional Chinese medicine and went back. Actually, I was not very good at how to fry it, so I took it back. I thought: even if I only found it for such a difficult time, I have to bring it back! Walking on the road, I feel much better. The wind is gentle, and the sun is lazy. I thought about things in my heart and asked for a new propaganda page of a yoga club. I suddenly felt unprecedentedly relaxed, especially after I pressed down the skirt. Then she walked around the street with her college roommate. She was still as lively and lovely as before, and the previous things appeared in front of her. Mixed feelings, as if we have never changed. But the fact is that I can no longer play for a day like before. I have to go back to school quickly. But when it was only one step away from the school, the bus and the taxi suddenly disappeared and there was no one! I stood by the roadside and waved my hands vigorously, hoping to meet a kind person like that year. As a result, a car really stopped and sent me to school kindly. I was not late, and my mood was so happy. Then, I got the teacher qualification certificate. I listened to the class hard and studied hard. A year later, I successfully graded and finally passed through the darkest years. You see, sometimes pressure makes US unfamiliar to ourselves, as if we go back to the darkest times. At this time, what we all need is to give ourselves a vacation in this way to get in touch with fresh air and meet new people and things. Life may turn around and get better. Now, my life and work are going smoothly step by step. There are also more different understandings of life, life and happiness. Just two days ago, I just came out of spa and was thinking about what essential oil I should use in my later age. Suddenly there came an unpleasant but loud song behind me. I scolded a psycho secretly in my heart! However, I saw a man riding a tram and taking a girl to fly far away from me. That sentence flashed in my mind immediately. I would rather cry in BMW than laugh on bicycle. I thought that the young couple had better refute this sentence. Maybe they would fight for oil, salt, sauce and vinegar when they came home, but at least I saw their happy side. Even if they are really disheartened for everything in the future, they will be unable to give up thinking of the happiness of singing together on the tram, right? Of course, I am not a cynic. There are also people who love each other in BMW. They struggle together and become famous. Even if they cry in BMW for a while and think of the hardships they fought together, they will be moved, dismay separation? In fact, no matter BMW or tram, as long as there is love in the heart, it is Cinderella’s pumpkin carriage, carrying two people to happiness together. After crying, laughing, laughing, crying, crying, laughing, life is over. As long as we have each other in our hearts, crying or laughing is life, love and indispensable. Sometimes I think that it may be a good choice to live safely in this life, crying and laughing like this. Like fish. In fact, fish is like human nature. I have fished fish with my husband, and the feed machine is roaring. And he sat not far from the fodder stand. I was thinking about how to catch fish when the fish are ready for dinner? However, I saw my husband lifting the rod fiercely, and there was clearly a big fish rolling on the hook. Because although the food below the table is delicious, there are always fish swimming aside. However, most of the fish caught at this time are not big. My husband said, big fish went to the feeder to grab food. I thought, no matter how fat I ate, it turned out to be cooked and served as a delicious food. It would be better to take the bait early and save the hardship of crowding. People are the same. Even if the scenery there is unique and well-fed, there are always people who choose to leave and choose a wider and more tolerant world. Isn’t our current occupation? By contrast, we don’t have high income, and we may not be able to afford luxury cars and beautiful houses. But here, we have the most lovely children to accompany us, and we have given our children the most complete childhood, which is also a kind of happiness. When we are old, we can tell our descendants in a bright afternoon or a bright morning: Who is this, but my student, he was like what the principal said in those years, choosing a teacher was choosing a kind of life. I think this kind of life has both scenery and helplessness, so let’s cherish it. Recently, my friend’s younger brother opened a restaurant, which was idyllic and lovely, so he began to think about finding a time to sit down. A person. In some places, I always feel that I can only go alone. A person, elegant, leisurely, or free. For example, Tibet, a person, a bag, a hat, a camera, just go. Looking at the rugged road, I worshiped every step like a devout follower. I walked to the gate of the Palace step by step, listened to the prayers of monks, touched the flying scriptures, and turned around the little things in the old man’s hands, feel the joy of reaching the sky with your hands. For example, small towns in the border areas of Yunnan, such as Dali. Prepare enough long flowery skirts, big wide-brimmed hats, comfortable flat shoes, and put them on the camera, then go. Visiting small shops, walking lanes, drinking small wines and seeing handsome men, which one is not a kind of enjoyment? Take this restaurant for example. I want to specially scald a large roll for this restaurant, which is scattered and beautiful. I want to buy a floral dress, find a place near the window, and sit down with the skirt in hand. The lovely cat slept in the basket, I want a cup of black tea, some delicate snacks, two pages of magazines and two novels, which are both so beautiful. The road of life is both short and long. We cherish the happiness of the family and enjoy the pleasure of our own. We should not escape when we should struggle, and we should not be demanding when we should relax. We miss the past, but we should not hesitate, if you choose it, you will go on firmly and cherish it, just like what I said: Dear, sticking to it is a good life. 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…

Listen

Time flies, time flies like an arrow, the steps of time never stop, it seems that there is no sound or Mark left. However, looking back suddenly, I found that the beautiful youth had become yesterday; Inadvertently, the blue silk on the sideburns was dyed with frost and snow. Aren’t all these marks left by time? It is very appropriate to use a sincere lyric poem of Cui Hu, a poet of Tang Dynasty, to describe life: last year, in this door today, peach blossoms reflected each other. I don’t know where to go? Peach blossom still smiles at the spring breeze. It is an everlasting rule that human beings grow from birth to growth, then to aging and even death, and no one can escape from this rule; While the flowers bloom and fall in the four seasons of nature, and the long river of time flows forever. People pursue the young years, hoping to keep the golden years. When I was young, in the field full of sunshine, I sang and chanted in a carefree and unrestrained manner; I was talking to my lover before and under the moon; In the dynamic social tide, relying on my own wisdom and talent, display the negative report fearlessly. However, people will not be young forever. When we grow old, how should we live? Let go of your mood, keep a healthy attitude, and face life bravely without fear, retreat, waste! Work hard at ordinary times, do what you like. After work, I threw away my troubles and went fishing by the river where the Willow waves were smelling warbler, listening to the sound of insects on the trees and the noise of frogs in the river. Facing the bright starry sky and bright bright moon, I sang poems as Fu and indulged in singing. In plain days, Hupeng invited friends to climb mountains, go on an outing, recite poems, play and sing to find the youth and romance of the past; In leisure days, he took his wife and children to stroll along the countryside, Riverside and park, recall the years of childhood and the past of first love. In short, make your life full and meaningful, this is the real life! People can grow old with the years, but the youth and romance rooted in people’s hearts have no annual rings and time. Let’s treat life correctly and look at years optimistically. Use a positive attitude to pursue the steps of time, listen to the voice of time, release your mood all the time, and keep infinite vitality and passion forever! 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…

Indulgence

For some things, we should stick to it even if we know it is wrong, because we are not reconciled. For some people, we should give up even if we know it is love, because there is no ending. Sometimes, we know there is no way out, but we are still moving forward, because we are used to it. Some are because it is too late, some are because of deliberate avoidance, and more often they stand aside blankly. We are wrong again and again, but we never know how to learn from it. Do some introspection. You don’t know that I miss you. I clearly know that you don’t want me, but still love you. Maybe sometimes, escape is not because of fear to face something, but what is waiting. Many people wrongly love one person because of loneliness, but more people are lonely all their lives because of wrongly love one person. We can love each other, but we are doomed to be helpless. I always hope to go back to the place where I first met. If I can choose again, I think I can love more simply. Those things that we once thought we would never forget were forgotten by us in the process we never forget. Lonely people always remember you in his life attentively, so I always think of you in every starry night, criticizing my loneliness over and over again, the most tiring thing in the world is to watch your heart break and stick it up by yourself. Parting and reunion are the habit of constant performance in life, and they are no longer sad. 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…

Tease mu

It is suspected that the Galaxy has fallen nine days, saying beauty, beauty, beauty. In my memory, it is a fairyland on earth, a creation of the Heavenly Emperor’s heart, a soul-catching, a desire for people’s thoughts, a soul-catching, the unique substance of intoxicating intelligence. However, a casual trip to North America and a complex restart made me deeply moved, deep and painful: the creator made ordinary people invisible. Niagara Falls, the Great Lakes in North America, was known when I was studying. Looking at the map of America, there is a large lake area adjacent to the United States and Canada, which is the most concentrated Lake in the world. The Caspian Sea, facing the Black Sea, people in northern Sichuan said Haizi, which was incomprehensible to North Americans. Standing on the lakeside, you can understand what is leisurely and what is BI. You can’t help stirring the leisurely and bi Lake. The ripples are drifting far away, so quiet and so far, it is like a wave of sounds of nature falling into the sky, overflowing the Earth, kissing every space, branding on the heart and stirring the strings of the heart, with leisurely, bi, the melody of swing, quietness and distance resonates with you and me along with the wind and rain of life. The world is quiet and beautiful, and life is quiet and beautiful. Facing pain and hardship, it is happy and broad-minded, broad the love. The fish in the lake are leisurely, lazy, quiet and fluttering. They are incredibly idle. Under the continuous ripples, they spit out letters and turn into two butterfly-like pairs of dance, which makes people happy, A cavity of heat instantly became calm and desolation slowly. I have never seen a fish like this. Looking at the figure reflected in the lake, the bright face, the bright eyes, a wisp of beautiful smile hanging on the corners of the mouth, I don’t know who it is, I just feel a wave of leisurely songs overflowing from my heart to the distance. 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…

Mother

Mother’s Day: The unforgettable miss in my heart Wu Xiande/Wen mother’s love is the greatest love, mother’s love is the purest love, and mother’s love is the purest love. Tears soaked through the two corners, recalling the childhood mother holding his hands, as if he was back to childhood, as if it was yesterday. No matter growing up, or getting married and having children, as long as the mother has a breath, the children will always be a little grown-up child in the mother’s eyes. Every time Mother’s Day comes, what makes me sad and pitiful is that I can’t see the kind and kind mother who brought up our brother and sister with all kinds of hardships in this special day like others, here, I can only say to my mother under Jiuquan, mother, every time this festival-Mother’s Day comes, your children will always care about you, for a moment, a moment, one day will never forget you, forever. Whenever this special day comes, whenever I think of my mother, tears flow under my cheek. There is a saying in China that we think twice during festivals. When festivals come, for me, a migrant worker who has been traveling outside for many years, this sentence will evoke my yearning for my relatives and mother’s kindness, and my children will never be able to repay it, this sentence will always be remembered in my heart. What makes me think more is: pitiful parents in the world, when parents are born from us, they work hard, shit, pee, and raise their children, he (she) what did you get? What are their pictures? The children they want grow up. What they want is that their children have ideals, rewards, ambitions, and what they want is definitely not returns. My father and mother are both great in my heart, but what I miss most is my mother, because my mother has a greater and deeper influence in my memory. Our brothers and sisters are in my mother’s tears, sweat in grown-up, let’s brother and sister always guilty of, mother bear bitter hardships, in our brother and sister a married, she without 1.1 drops return, she was gone, she went to the place she shouldn’t go, because when her mother left, she was only 55 years old. The only thing my mother left is that she is always engraved in the mind of our brothers and sisters. She is reluctant to eat, reluctant to wear, wearing patch clothes for many years, and a figure that she will never forget. Every Spring Festival when I go back to my hometown, what I can never forget is to bring incense paper and firecrackers to my mother’s and father’s graves, kneeling there to express my filial piety to my mother and father under Jiuquan whenever I light incense paper and kneel in front of my mother’s grave, I will think of my mother’s scenes in the world, tears couldn’t help flowing out. I was born in a poor mountain village under Dabie Mountain. In the past, it was a place where people lived on their superiors for food and money for relief. There were many people and few lands. When I was 16 years old, the ruthless illness took away my father’s young life. From then on, the burden of the whole family fell on my mother, my younger brother, my younger sister and my family of five, it depends on my mother to earn work points in the production team to support. Every year, the production team gives us food. Three meals a day can only be eaten for half a year, and the rest is all provided by the superior government. In order to save food, my mother often made the meal of five people into the meal of four people. Whenever I argued with my younger brother and younger sister that the meal was not enough to eat, my mother distributed the meal in her bowl to my younger brother and sister, while my mother told us: I am not hungry. Looking back today, it is not that mother is not hungry, but that she is reluctant to eat rather than starve herself, in order not to let our brother and sister starve. What I can’t forget is that when I was in junior high school, in order to make me wear better, my mother no longer went to school barefoot on rainy days like when I was in primary school in the village, my mother took out the money of selling eggs to buy oil and salt, and went to the street to make me a good shirt and bought me a pair of leather sandals, while my mother wore clothes with patches and patches one by one, my mother had no time to make up for her work during the day, and she often sat under the dim kerosene lamp at night. Until later, my younger brother and sister, together with me, grew up one by one. My mother herself was reluctant to eat, drink and wear, and gave us something delicious, delicious and well-dressed. After the production responsibility system, in order to change the poverty of our family, my brother and I both went out to work to earn money. My mother took the farm work of the whole family by herself. No matter it was windy or rainy, my mother was never idle, spades and hoes on the back are working in the field. Every Spring Festival when we go back, we all know the hard work of my mother at home alone when we look at the food piled up in the House, but my mother has never cried in front of us. My mother told us that it was from lunar December to. She stood at the head of the village every day, looking forward to my younger brother and I coming home and family together safely like other young people who went out to work in the village until my younger brother and I, my younger sisters all got married, and my mother still cared about us as a group of children without adulthood. October, 1995 was the saddest and most unforgettable day for me. When I was working in Suzhou, I suddenly received a telegram from my younger brother that my mother died of illness from my hometown. At that time, I would never believe it, my mother who is in good health will suddenly die of illness. When I came home with Telegram and tears in my eyes, it was a mother lying on the floor who had stopped breathing and was waiting for me to go back to the coffin, my brother, my sister cried and told me that my mother was still calling your nickname when she was dying. My mother was collecting firewood on the mountain in order to let you come back to cook with firewood and carry firewood from the mountain, at night, I suddenly died of myocardial infarction and died of ineffective rescue. Hearing this, I couldn’t open my eyes to look at me even though I cried and called my mother. My mother left. She left when she pulled our brothers and sisters into adults and got married. She left when she didn’t expect a happy day. In my heart, my mother didn’t die of illness, but I was exhausted by overworking for our brother and sister, because since the day I remembered, my mother had never been idle for a day. My mother left, and what she left was the kindness that my brother and sister could never get. My mother’s kindness was as heavy as a mountain, my mother’s kindness was as endless as a river, and my mother’s kindness could never be counted and remembered. Besides, he was reluctant to eat and wear. He put on his clothes under the kerosene lamp and looked forward to him standing at the head of the village. There was also the memory and missing left in the hearts of his children forever. Today, I have grown up from a good guy in those years. My children have grown into me in those years. However, what I will always remember and cannot forget is that I failed to report my mother’s hard-working upbringing. Mother, do you know when festivals come? My son will think of you, and tears of sadness will hang on my whole cheek. 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…

If

For this world, I have completely become nothingness. I have struggled all my life, and I can’t take away every plant and tree. I have been persistent all my life, and I can’t take away any vanity and admiration. 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…

Solo

Sometimes, I feel comfortable when tasting a cup of hot tea alone. My hometown is used to drinking that small cup of tea. Although it is very troublesome to drink one cup after another, it has a charm, which liberates my mind and body. I don’t know why it can change a lot in a flash? And there is no feeling of reluctance at all. In the word “happy”, I only felt that the original depression was swept away, and many of them returned to normal. Even the dark disease that had always felt pain all over my body became energetic at that moment. This kind of self-healing is not an illusion, but a real existence. However, there may be a panacea that comes from itself unconsciously. The coming of all this should not be unexpected in advance, but even dare not think about it. However, the fact made me remember it in my heart, and then I was always looking for how to make a sincere return! Some people are like this: when giving, they don’t want any return at all, but do it naturally according to their own wishes. Maybe the object is different, and the same effort, in some people’s eyes, I think I owe too much. But in some people’s eyes, it seems necessary to remember something at all. The difference between people can also be seen clearly here! I often think like this: people who know how to owe others, maybe she is born with a weak heart. Because it is easy to be infected by scenery, although some sentimental existence cannot be avoided, I think it is still very valuable. In one aspect, even though this kind of life has little chance of success, it can let some people see it and let those who are careful learn. There is a growing lack of sympathy in the world, which is based on facts! If someone doesn’t think so, pull over first and think about it slowly. Because I feel that the world has lost its true color, but what directly evolves is that things that are more and more incisive show incisively and vividly. If such a result continues, let alone the destruction of the Earth, human beings themselves will eventually suffer a great disaster! The reason is simpler. When human nature is destroyed and everything in the eyes is all prey, what is the concept of leaving no mercy? Originally, many of them were nonsense, which made the listeners feel ashamed and angry. But there is no way. Everything needs to be understood. If you can’t understand it, you can only blame yourself for your ignorance. I remember many unforgettable things. Although I didn’t completely forget them after a struggle, there were not many left. Including those prescriptions, I only know what kind of disease the prescription can cure. As for how to prescribe a cure, this function has already been lost! I don’t know how to understand it? From the explanation of word meaning, I believe it is also an unforgettable one. Or, it is even higher than unforgettable, that is, it cannot fall off even if it is scraped. After this explanation, I gradually began to feel that, just like the withered flower, although it had left the original, there was still an emotional existence. Therefore, I thought of leaving again. All the banquets in the world were always reasonable, and many people followed them. Although people leave, is everything like the wind? What can’t be left? Perhaps someone is! But I dare not compliment! Because can’t! Deliberately only temporarily, later I miss it more. Therefore, I know very well what is the soul of bone erosion and what is the spirit of flying. From that moment on, it became the moon in the water! In the calm water, the shadow moved slightly, and what she told was the unreachable fact! Therefore, the Riverside can only become the object of wandering for a long time! There is always a kind of impulse which is similar to craziness that makes me difficult to restrain, even painful. And then, outside the pass, who knows that it is already spring here! It is better to play solo! No audience, you can also be fascinated! 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…