Thought

Track, maybe many people will think of love and the mistress in marriage. But if we think about it, we will find that many things in life are related to it. For example, flower heart, for example, we often say that we are not single-minded in career. I can’t cheat on my thoughts. My sister told me this sentence at the earliest time. Once I also forgot for a long time. When she was still very early, she fell in love with a boy, because she was not in the same place, so my sister said that she wanted to write an agreement, the first one of which was that she could not cheat, in particular, thoughts cannot be derailed. The boy behind said that his little sister was also very good, and he himself didn’t know how to refuse his little sister. As a result, I believe everyone can know it by guessing. Later, my sister did not contact him directly. Of course, my sister is very happy now. Because later he found a graduate teacher who had chased my sister for many years, so she agreed with her heart. But the first time I said that I couldn’t cheat on my thoughts, I was still very curious. The body can’t be cheated, so maybe there is a way to grasp it, but the mind can’t be cheated, who can grasp it. For a long time, I didn’t understand this sentence of my sister. But it seems to gradually understand later. It is also in our group. Of course, this does not mean that someone in the group is cheating or something, but I have seen too many bosses and bosses living happily. It is true that men and women do not necessarily become worse if they have money, and they love a lot more. For example, many proprietors in our group are responsible for online sales themselves, and some even take dozens of them to do one thing. They have never seen them quarrel with their husbands, even if we sometimes mention these in the group, we feel that they are playing coquetry. We can see from their words that they are all vigorous. Their words are also very direct, and they are all deep, you can’t help dislike her. Because they are too straightforward, and they never chat, there are things to say directly, simple, refined. Maybe many people don’t believe what’s going on. In fact, I don’t know what’s going on very early. Why can they be so happy, and their characters can be so good, and the words are so concise? I am write words, I sometimes think about this question. The final conclusion is that they are actually very busy. Because I am busy, I don’t have time to talk with you. Because I am busy, whatever I do is very direct. Why are you busy? Because they are always working hard to do one thing. The way of doing things is completely opposite to ours. For example, if the boss asks us to do online sales, maybe we will think about it, read the news, send the information, and then have to spend a long time thinking about how to decorate the wangpu and study the opponents. But they won’t. Because they did one thing quickly. For example, you said that there were 10 advantages and 20 cases. Maybe they would let the people below them finish it in half an hour. Even if the people below are not free, they will also be the kind they handle by themselves. Therefore, we can often find that they are really pure and do what they should do, which is very direct. So we often think about why their brains are so simple. So often, we also wonder why they are all the same people and can do so well. We must all know the assembly line of the factory. It is absolutely impossible for us to do it, but they work 14 or even 16 hours a day, and they have been doing one thing all the time. Many things have really changed. This is not only the problem of quantitative change caused by qualitative change, but also the problem of executor and productivity. Maybe now you think that you can only send 20 messages every day, then if you write down all the messages sent every day in the notebook, thinking about how to improve. Don’t do anything else. As long as you send a message, I believe that it won’t take a month, at least it can be increased by N times. Because in that way, at least you won’t watch the news anymore, and you won’t think about it in your mind, and you won’t be thinking about how sad and how bad the weather is, I will not brush the space for more than 10 times a day and watch other people’s dynamics for more than 20 times. Look at those people in our group who don’t know about the internet. You can make millions of dollars a year by sending messages. Look at those landowners in our group who don’t know anything, but the internet can thrive, and you will understand. In fact, I really appreciate the experience I had in the factory all the way. It was not because they required me, but because they really grew up a lot and even knew everything to speak with data. In front of the data, many of them can be clearly understood. Working in a factory, for example, you can calculate how much you are worth an hour, how much more you want to earn 100, how much more time you need to spend, piece counting, so there, you can only think faster than others. You can’t think twice. Because if you think about it, your hands will slow down immediately. If you slow down, others will run in front of you. We all know, network has a name 5 hair file. Therefore, for a person who sends 10 messages a day, it is equivalent to earning only 5 yuan for the boss, and 20 messages are 10 yuan. Why do you have such a concept about this? You should still remember that when I was in college, I went to sell tea during a winter vacation. This is also a company that I have gained a lot. A lot of things are still in use now, because many things are completely overturned there. Many ideas are also known to be naive. There, it is useless to have thoughts, and only when you can do it can it be useful. All of them sell tea by deducting and adding groups. Maybe there must be some people who doubt it now. But I really made a lot of money at the beginning. One person can at least help the boss earn more than 1000 yuan a day. Everyone should know this concept after thinking about it. How many people of us, a monthly salary is only 1000. It was still very early. We at that time 2 managers, their head also is very simple that, because they are also most desperately. Because we had a rest at home after work, we might want to relax, but they continued to join the group at home and continue to send. Therefore, their performance is the best in the company. Because chatting is the same. The company also uses the same technique. The only difference is that whoever sends more, who sends more, has more customers, and the performance is very large. Behind their 2 PCs also ran out own business and also are selling tea. I haven’t contacted them for a long time, but occasionally it sounds that their tea company is getting bigger and bigger. Maybe many people don’t think that they will think that life should be relaxed, naturally, drinking coffee. But the world is really different from what we imagined. Because people smarter than us are more desperate than us. A lot of experience comes from the front line, at least it is only after hearing people talk about it that we understand. If we were lazy at the beginning, maybe we could only be commanders in our whole life. However, when we didn’t meet that opportunity, it was over. How many people who are better than us are still simple executors. We are thinking of being lazy. Maybe we are still looking for a shorter way, maybe we are not doing anything. But no matter what, we are all flower-hearted. Maybe our bodies haven’t cheated yet, but our thoughts have really cheated. Because our task is not to find a closer way, but to do things. We didn’t do it. We could have liked only one person and done one thing well, but we wanted to find a closer way and the person we liked better. As a result, we gave up what we started from time to time. In love, this is flower heart. Of course, human nature is like this. Everyone likes to find a more considerate and richer one. However, my sister said that if you cheat on your thoughts, love will be interesting, and your career will always be interesting. Maybe you can do a good job for such a person now. But a lot of things can’t stand beating, and they are easy to fall down many times. Because it equals to being able to step on 2 boats and 2 boats, even people with good sailing skills will basically turn over. The simpler, the more dedicated, the less simple, is it also saying this truth. It should also have something to do with it. My QQ:838504315, welcome to add. Like (prose editor: Ink drops into wounds) 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. 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[Powder

The picture scroll of spring unfolds slowly, and the mountains and fields after rain are full of green in the sunshine bath. The breath of spring is like a fragrance with fresh grass. A bright nature, graceful and poetic. I wrote in a shallow way, turning the past that I had accumulated for many years into a paper of tenderness. In the four seasons of life, one cannot give up yearning. In any case, on a cloudy day without sunshine, you should always sing a strong song and write a wonderful life with a poor life, just like flowers blooming in your life, therefore, life shines brightly. Years such as running water gradually floating away, road long again, must walk alone rain, gu bu red. Why not pour a pot of wine in the cold night, write a line of poems, sing in the vast moonlight, people will not be cold, hurt no longer pain. Rain always floats on the journey of life, with faith and kindness. No matter how bitter the journey is, it is also sweet. Looking forward to a simple life, in the Peach Blossom Garden of the soul, listening to the pleasant singing of birds in the forest and the poetry of rain in the night in the mountains will put down the unfinished stories for the moment. To welcome the sunshine of bathing, let the wind of the fleeting time paint freely on the branches of the season, and enjoy the shallow peace. In the dark night of my soul, I will light a lonely lamp, let the flickering light illuminate my association, and let the soul sound the elegant song. At this time, you don’t have to face the grievances of the world of mortals, you can also fly in time and sing in silence. Yeah! In silence, I feel that time is like a song. No need to recall, no need to sigh, even if the heart has grown old, white hair. In the song-like years, fate is uncertain. If you want to survive, you must wipe away your tears first, believe in all kinds of hardships and difficulties, and walk over, even if there is a barrier ahead, you must finish it unyielding, I am willing to start from scratch several times. I often envy that I can find nostalgia in my previous life like San Mao, go to the desert of my own, and also want to be a free person like air, and never compromise when it hinders my spiritual freedom; even, with fantasy, walking, it seemed that I could find Mr. Wu Liu’s dreamlike Peach Blossom Garden, seeing the quiet mountains, the clear water, the beautiful flowers and the overlapping beauty, it looks like a scenery with light ink. Despite the vicissitudes of the world, I am still willing to believe that as long as my heart is warm, there will be no loneliness; As long as I have hope, I will smile to warm. No matter what kind of wind and rain you have experienced, you will always find your own bright scenery. The pink and Willow are new and meet in spring. No matter how ups and downs you have experienced, there will always be a way to shine in your life. Despite all the ups and downs, my heart is safe. In the wandering Time, lonely me was like a wandering leaf, from spring to winter, swaying the wind and rain of four seasons. Weave every missing into a white dream; Then put every loneliness into a heavy bag every day. chun ran with xin lin, look back on that past met warm, 1.1 drop, already into memory. Rolling in the world of mortals, there are too many countless, too many helpless, too many ups and downs, how can you walk in the heart without Miscellaneous dust, hide in the fireworks years! Someone once said: in this noisy world, we all need a place suitable for ourselves to place our souls. Maybe it was a quiet house, a wordless scripture, or a maze path. As long as it is your heart, it is a post station, and you will not be so confused for the future. I have been looking for the plain place where my soul can be placed, quiet reading, quiet writing, quiet forgetting and quiet thoughts. Maybe only in this way can we keep the peach blossom garden of the soul and let the soul return. The reason why there are so many people in this world is not that there are too many people, but that the heart is too narrow; Make a green lotus blooming in the years, bloom like it, put the soul properly, let my heart go back to the plain and fantasy I met at the beginning. The appearance is old and the years are withered, why not let the wrinkles lock into smiles; Why not change the leaves and dance and sing. If you want to be old, you can become candles. If you want to be old, you can become Spring Silkworms. With a simple heart and indifferent ink, the black and white sun and moon are quietly painted into a sad and beautiful scenery. Treat the misty and rainy world with a common heart, just like seeing a blooming flower. Put the dream on the way forward, don’t let the secular world drown the truth, don’t let the care accumulate the cold and warm. With a smile all the way, a light dance time, hold the peace tightly, let the bright smile stay forever, let the song-like years shine! 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”. 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The spring

If there is peach blossom in my heart, where is not the water cloud? If there is spring in my heart, when is it not sunny day? As long as there is spring in my heart, I will spend a lot of time with a full moon and be beautiful everywhere. Inscription I don’t know whether the spring of this year came earlier. When I hadn’t walked out of the bleak winter, and still had my expectation for spring in my heart, on the paper and on the screen, there was already a spring full of brilliance. Alas! Fleeting switch. I heard a sigh in my heart. The four seasons of the year, running around at home and at work, 2.1-line life, unconsciously erode my perception of everything. I often turn a blind eye to the beauty and goodness in life and hear nothing. Day by day, month by month, I am tired of running for the secular life, like a clock with a spring, going round and round, spinning constantly. I even didn’t have the interest to smell a blooming flower, and didn’t have the leisure to look at a wandering cloud. Living in the greenhouse which is like spring all the year round is like a person in a cover. No matter the antenna of the body or the soul, it has become numb and dull. Even though, walking in the embrace of spring day by day, for this season when everything recovers and is full of vitality, I have never sensed it for a long time. I really neglect it! Suddenly sad. I left my heart in winter, too long, too long. On that day, my friend said that the spring equinox was over! I was suddenly surprised. It is another year that the spring grass is green. Spring, with gentle steps, has come for some time unconsciously. If the curtain of spring was opened by accident, all the creatures that had been stored for a winter, as if they had finally got rid of the shackles, were ready to move and couldn’t wait to rush, on the colorful stage of spring, I came on stage. Spring breeze naughty. Once you go out, you will be filled with the spring breeze. No matter what you ignore, the spring breeze will kiss your cheek. The spring breeze is like a child, the wind is very strong, but it is bluffing, in the collar, in the sleeve, rampage. Compared with the chilly and cold northwest wind, spring brushed across the cheek, and there was no chill of winter any more. It was like a pair of warm hands of children, soft, soft and very comfortable. The spring wind in February is like scissors. It was still chilly in spring, and the spring breeze had already hit the ground, as if casually, cutting out the fine leaves of the willow one by one. Nature is really the smartest designer! After a few days, you can see. In the Park, beside the road, beside the Bank, thousands of willow branches have been dancing with the wind. I like the willow at this time, with thousands of green silk tails hanging down, yellow and light green. Looking from a distance, it looks like smoke, fog, dream and illusion. It can be drawn into a very clear freehand brushwork ink spring scenery. Not only its color is attractive, but also its state is admirable. Charming, graceful, swaying. Especially the willow on the shore. I especially like the mood when the wind blows Willow. When the wind blows, the willow is lazy, and the willow branches are swaying, like a beauty intoxicated in the spring, fluttering, not only into the eyes, but also into the heart. Spring rain mean people. Spring rain is as oil. In early spring, it seemed to say goodbye to winter, pattering, symbolically shedding a few drops of tears. It was also like a beauty who couldn’t drink enough, but finally there was an explanation. Mr. Zhu Ziqing, a prose master, wrote: Rain is the most common, which lasts for three or two days. Don’t angry. Look, it looks like ox hair, flower needle and fine silk, which are densely woven diagonally. There is a layer of thin smoke on the roof. The leaves of the tree are so green and shiny, and the grass is so green that your eyes are forced. Spring rain is quiet, serene and moist, and the soft rain reveals a kind of hazy and serene. The pear flowers bring rain in spring, which reminds people of not only the charm of the plain white and elegant pear flowers in the spring rain, but also the charm of the delicate and lovely beauty with tears. It is wet with apricot flowers and rain, and the wind of Willows is not cold when blowing. Imagine that in the misty spring rain, a beauty from the South could not even hold the oiled paper umbrella and walk leisurely in the rain, and the artistic conception was extremely beautiful. The drizzle wet the broken hair in front of the woman’s forehead, the light-colored dress of the girl, and the girl’s thoughts! Spring flowers. After several spring rains, flowers bloom suddenly. Flowers seem to have received orders one by one, opening up for the second time. The winter jasmine opened shyly and quietly, taking the lead in blowing the horn of spring. Then, magnolia flowers, rape flowers, peach blossoms, pear flowers, apricot flowers and some flowers without names all rushed to show their amorous feelings and become a sea of flowers. Decorate this grand spring with all kinds of purple, various styles and vitality, adding a lot of magnificence and interest to the spring. There is no need to be in the wilderness, just step out of the outdoor, any corner, as long as the nose is moving, the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers everywhere, light, shallow, like the grass of this season, looming, it seems to be something but nothing; In the field of vision, everything you can see is a visual feast. The white, pink, yellow and purple spring seems to have knocked over the color palette. All kinds of colors are colorful and dazzling. Flavor and taste. Spring, like a brilliant magician, is really showing off his abilities and showing all the beauty and warmth from all directions and angles, let all your senses cannot ignore the most glorious and brightest season in the world! My friend sent me a picture of apricot flowers. Narrator: a red apricot came out of the wall. Can not help but sigh. The spring garden cannot be closed! A few days ago, my girlfriend invited me to see apricot flowers in Xinghua Village! It has not yet taken place, and the apricot flowers are already shallow and light, and the amorous feelings are swaying. Willow branches are green every year, and apricot flowers bloom every year. However, when spring comes, I have never faced a blooming flower. Of course, apricot flower, to me, is just an image in ancient poetry, living in seclusion in the ancient ink freehand brushwork. Very regret. I have never seen apricot blossom. Now, I see apricot blossoms, just pictures. Through the cold screen, it is just a burning gaze! I can’t smell the faint fragrance of apricot flowers, nor touch the smoothness of apricot petals. I can only use my imagination to feel the white and cool! So for apricot flowers, all my good feelings are just like a scratch! Empty, distortion! Lacking the vitality of life, such as facing a beauty on the wall, lacking the original impulse and passion! Before Spring is far away, I want to go to Xinghua village to see Xinghua. Go by yourself, don’t call friends to invite friends, afraid to disturb the silence of apricot flowers. Some beauty needs to be appreciated alone and tasted privately. When I went there, all the apricot flowers in the garden had already blossomed. Charming, beautiful flowers and bright colors, with spots of rouge, occupy all the spring breeze. The white is not real white, but the red is not as red as the red. Please don’t look at the Heavenly work except the red and white. Compared with the gorgeous peach blossom, apricot blossom is really light and elegant. In the trees and flowers, a restless heart living in downtown for a long time could easily calm down. Besides me, there are also some people in groups enjoying apricot flowers in the yard, most of whom are young. Almost without exception, most of the women who love beauty are placed among the flowers, and the apricot flowers in their faces reflect red. So all right. They are people with spring scenery in front of them. Catch up with spring, is to be lingering with spring! I have no idea of joining the WTO like this. I just want to have spring in my heart. Facing a flower, smiling is enough. Nianhua smile. Smile, the years are fragrant, and the years are beautiful. The wind will remember the fragrance of every flower, and the flower will remember every smile. Smile like flowers, smile like flowers. Everything is like a flower, and flowers are like everything. When a gust of wind came, pieces of apricot flowers fell down. Attached to my body, one, two, three apricot flowers were held in my palm. I am wouldn’t sell this apricot flower. It was not because I didn’t like to do that kind of elegant way to sell apricot flowers in the deep alley of Ming Dynasty, nor would I make a flower grave like Daiyu and bury it in it. I just want to hold it in my hand and hold it in my arms. I just want to face it for a long time, just like facing a spring. Where is spring? I suddenly remembered this old song. Oh, spring is here! Spring, in people’s eyes, mountains and rivers are green, flowers are red and willows are green; In people’s ears, spring swallow whispers and birds sing. If there is peach blossom in my heart, where is not the water cloud? If there is spring in my heart, when is it not sunny day? As long as there is spring in my heart, I will spend a lot of time with a full moon and be beautiful everywhere. Let’s keep spring in our hearts! Leave yourself in the spring! 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…

Non-

It just gives me a wisp of thoughts and reminds me of the past. I don’t know when it was stored in my brain or when it left. Lying on the windowsill, bathing in the winter sunshine, a pen and a notebook were placed on the windowsill, looking through the fence at the tranquil scenery of the small southwestern border town surrounded by white clouds and green water, the rays of sunshine poured on my pen into a long shadow, which also pulled me into another parallel space. When I looked for my memory of the past space with the thoughts and clues in my brain, but at this time I found myself in a broad space, just like a tiny dust in it, I don’t know how to find the carrier to accept the information provided by my thoughts and clues and take me into that space. What’s worse, this is a memory that passes through time and space, but I also stored a small amount, but I don’t know what to use to show this thing in my mind with entity, and now this thing has changed from space things to flat pictures, the picture was blurred by time, and it was not the original. I closed my eyes and thought about the blurred pictures in my heart, and wanted to enter the three-dimensional space attached to my brain which had become the plane space, but now I have changed from the play itself to the person watching the play. I have never found an entrance. People are recalling the old. I just want to go back to that space to see the people and things at that time, touch the original things again. I don’t know whether my space is still parallel to the people and objects in that space. Where is the child who used to fly kites and catch dragonflies on the bridge with himself? Maybe we had already parted. Now, she is not her in that space, nor am I in that space. Sometimes I still think, whether these two non-parallel spaces can have a critical intersection, right at which moment, she is thinking about that space, and I am also thinking about that space, So we can stay in that space, 10 minutes, 20 minutes. I firmly believe that the space in my heart will be discovered one day. Alas, this is actually a masturbation word that I don’t want to face this objective time. In the vast world, people in that space were rotten into a flesh by time in their mind, and this flesh has the same memory as themselves, my flesh was taken as a carrier to receive this memory, but the owner of that memory was unknown. When I left that space, even we don’t know the end of the life of that space, and when we reach the boundary between space and space, we are randomly arranged to another space, but we still live in the present space with the memory of the last space. When one is tired and tired, and when we want to look back, we find that the sea has become a mulberry field, that space disappeared and became a new spare space, so we continued to live in this space, and stored the memory of this space. After a certain period of time, when the quantitative change of time reaches qualitative change, we have to enter the next space, and the last space disappears again. Where are you, those who have been in the same space with you? If we still have a chance to see each other, will it be God watching us pass by? If there is no chance, After that, when I was tired again, I would think of this memory and then silently laugh at the personnel we had experienced together. This is a space without carrier, but we can do nothing. We can only try our best to preserve the memory of this space, or try our best not to leave this space. Live each day. 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…

Snow flocculation

The solar term after the light snow, because of the leap month, the weather is cold and warm at first, and there is no snow. The rolling Lake pushes the ice floc one after another! The lingering waterbirds searched for the hesitated little fish, and the cold wind kept beating the Waterbird’s wings. No matter how poetic it is, it can’t describe the gradual freezing before the winter! A sketch of waiting, how to peck at the blank of the lost October appointment in a quiet posture? The gray wings of flying Crows were dancing in the vault, and lonely dead leaves were flying in a mess in the wilderness. The lonely soul wandering on the dam, and the blurred hesitation flashing in the eyes looking at the distance. The bleak puff in the west wind nodded wildly, where was the endless enchanting and beautiful summer?! Is your crazy dancing posture to repay the tide of endless green onion glory and insufficient love in Xia?! Maybe, maybe not? It is just a cruel reincarnation in life. It doesn’t matter beauty or unbearable! What I am dancing is just the unquestionable body language that I should dance in my life. No matter the wind and rain beat or the cold snow buried, I am still an indispensable scenery on the lake! Cold rolling from the northwest, the pompom-like Sparrow lost the tassel Grain Valley on the beach in panic, hiding in the corner and looking at the wind’s virtue. The motorcycle in the wind is still blue and Jade, and the two mirrors seem to be the wise dragon horns growing on the faucet. The upright figure is just like the winding of the dragon playing in the water. It is strong and handsome, and the wind can not fall down. The clear and crisp mist that could not be washed out in the flying, Dudu echoed in the sky as a string of notes, and the songs in the dam and outside the dam were in full bloom in winter. On snow-free days, the temperature is just beating above zero and below zero, cold and warm in the accumulated temperature of sunshine. Yang jingmo, a warm winter mixed with a slight sorrow. Standing on the lakeside of winter, there was neither a depression nor a rage of xiesili, just looking forward to the coming of a snow. Or exquisite hexagonal glittering and dancing slanting weave, or as clear as cicada wings fluttering, or goose feather velvet spreading all over the world, or as soft as Yang SA poem erotic floating, from the northwest direction overwhelming white and white. In the snowy days, Qian Qian’s hope will be filled with clear heart; The gurgling mind will be supported with eye-catching enchanting. Stick a finger to the soft snow, lick the tip of the tongue lightly, the astringent cool and refreshing all over the body. Thinking, thinking, helpless and struggling, creeping in the hardships of the years, obsessed with not knowing whether the source of love or responsibility is still the same, without growling or pouring. If you want to go to the day when there is heavy snow, the snow will rush from the northwest, like goose feather flying all over the sky, narrow your eyes and greet its speed and enthusiasm with your face, pick up a handful of winter elves with your hands, burning and refreshing. I like the heavy snow very much, and it’s very wet…… Silent pounding on the helpless love pain of years, Let the thick snow cover the painful atrium, and a ling strength can no longer reach the distant rest lingering in the warmth. A thorough pouring of my heart has already washed away my dull hesitation. After the thick snow, looking out, there are cute and tenacious sparrows pacing. Taking bamboo leaves away, what it beats is not chasing or hesitation, but a fresh poem. Patting the dust of the days, combing the long hair of the years, there are already a lot of unconscious can not be put down with every sunrise and sunset, falling from the fingers, the lament that cannot be picked up is like the setting sun that went yesterday, which will finally go away in attachment. The night is always holding the stars in the quietly lit light waiting for a long sleep; The clear glow of the moon is always teasing the fondness of the stars gently. In the middle of the uneasy period, the steps of winter are getting farther and farther, pointing to the winter worm. The cold is burning in the heating furnace, and the cold wind is pulling the airflow from the north, beating the weak heart with the fierce strength of seven or eight levels, relying on the tall buildings? Hehe, beware of bad luck coming across the sky, there is no dependence in the wind! Standing upright is not a must. In the silent night, the snow came, as if it was a war song that could not be subdued. There is no intention, no tone, just raise it naturally, raise it in the falling heart, and gradually strengthen in the swing of the clock. I used to love winter so much. Although there was cold and piercing cold wind, the power of cold and drinking from the bottom of my heart gradually strengthened, the heart which is strong and crumbling in the plain has tension again. Once I was so eager to get sick, even if it was a common cold, I could still feel the honor of someone’s love; Once I was so eager for my willfulness, even after a few days’ long journey, I can still feel a spoiled crazy search; I was so eager that I couldn’t sleep for a long time, even if it was a complete dream, it is also good to let go of your own soul. But after all, no! It was because I owed you too much debt in my previous life that I was asked to pay you back twice in this life, and tied up the responsibility irrefutably with the same obsession! The thin breeze is always the beginning of the morning, and the mileage of time is always starting from the slight smile of the sun. The package on the back is the power of walking and the supply of hunger. You are very heavy with it, but the call of the sunrise, the promise in the sunset, the heart is always warm, love is always heavy. Walking is the freedom of the wind, but also in the vicissitudes of time, invisibly rubbing into the glory given by time, reluctant a smile. On snow-free days, it is soothing, and the changeable airflow collides with the order of seasons. The Spinning Top drooped its eyes helplessly in the corner, and the silence which was almost suffocated was slow, and the trembling wilderness was tasteless. Wind is blowing? From the northwest direction! Isn’t that the rhythm of snow? 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…

Those

Today, I read an article about how infatuated women understand the eternity engraved by time and how to regard missing and helplessness as a different kind of beauty. There is a saying in it: when the wind blows, there is missing, when the flowers fall, there is sadness, when the clouds bloom, there is indifference, when it rains, there is romance. In fact, I have never understood those beautiful sentences, those sad stories, those inner monologues that seem to make people feel distressed. What kind of mood did the author use to narrate and figure out. Is it true that every emotional exposure is personal experience? But this is not for me. Everything you see, hear, think, and describe in the book. Those songs, people, stories and the past. What kind of dialogue will I have when I meet someone? How far is the future of the person I am waiting for? I heard the wind coming from the subway and the crowd. I lined up with the number plate of love. It was the most beautiful accident that I met you. Once you fell in love with a song because of a person. Once you were disappointed, you felt that the words were just right. So you tried your best to see all the advantages of him, and you felt it was just right like God’s gift. So you smile happily, even if it is out of reach, even if the road is difficult, even if it is unknown. You can still be fearless, and then in your diary, everything about him or her is written every day, and this sentence is always floating in your headphones. It is the most beautiful accident that I met you. Maybe it’s just an encounter, just an accident. However, there is no follow-up of the story, because in the most beautiful age, you are vigorous, not for the ending. You waste your time for a person in your green years. Just don’t be young, don’t meet at that time, don’t be careful. Happiness begins to have omen, and fate lets us get closer slowly. Charming hopeless someone said a look, a movement, a smile. Then I will be obsessed with it. It sounds so incredible. Many people don’t believe in love at first sight, but in a specific scene where you are the only one and only him, a smile may pass by once, but may depend on life and death. Most of the time everything Comes Quietly. When you wake up and want to control it, it has already taken root. Therefore, in every relationship, there is no reason for obsession, no reason for rampant, no reason for forgetting. Leaving is the memory without reason, and the torture in the memory all the time. Happiness is very close, and then disappears. What you left was the moment you recalled in your song, the scene and the feeling. I laugh here, cry here, live here and die here. Maybe everyone is unhappy because of study, work, life and love. We said stubbornly that nothing could knock me down, and I would certainly live proudly. Then when we came home, we sat in a dark corner, with tears appearing particularly touching and desperate while taking advantage of the moonlight. Because there are too many helplessness and confusion, because there are too many changes and unknowns. Persistence is the most attractive word. Because it is hard to reach, it seems cruel and indifferent. In my memory, walking in the corridor, I heard the tone of this song coming from the classroom. I ran in without hesitation. In the singer contest I saw, what I heard was the familiar melody, but what I thought of was the reality and the future. I think I will always remember that moment, because at that time my mind was full of ideals and ambitions, and my mind was full of unknown and panic. Maybe one day I will forget all the layout and pictures around me, but I will always remember the faith engraved in my heart at that moment. I thought if you sang with good intentions, you would always care more about me. So I understand why some people cry when the lights are dim. Some people sing with their voices while some people are careful. Some people listen to songs and melody, while some listen to words. This is the first time to listen to friends singing in KTV. In my impression, that was also one of the few voices that made me cry. Of course, I don’t know what kind of past the singer had, such a distinctive feeling, and I don’t know where this feeling comes from. Maybe it is filled with my own memories in a certain tone, or it is the emotional expression in a certain moment. Because I am not sure, because I can’t go back to the past. So I tore my heart into my lungs, so tears rolled down. Of course, loneliness has one thing. You always miss your face when you are not around me. Distance is a test paper to measure whether the oath of love will finally come true. We exchange a little bit of hard work for a little bit of happiness. We have heard many such stories and seen many pictures. Those love and friendship which are far apart seem to be hard, sweet, small and great. But this feeling is really wonderful. Sometimes I feel that when I say good morning to you, the feeling of saying good night seems wonderful. But sometimes I’m crying and the feeling that you can’t see is terrible. Some people say that distance is beautiful, but sometimes each other is warm or not, and accidental twists and turns seem to hurt deeper. Therefore, we are still learning for love, learning the language of communication, understanding and no tears. Some stories haven’t been finished yet, then forget it. Life should continue, say goodbye to the old and get together with the new. Maybe only by constant cycle and repetition can life have meaning and the past become precious. I remember the way you laughed and cried, the way you were anxious and at a loss, the way you were proud and successful, and the way you and I met and left. I also remember the figure that you pulled up your luggage and went away. Maybe our intersection was such a period of time, but the story of time could not be dispersed in my memory. Nothing to say, no farewell to say, no dream to accomplish together. Left years good. Because the story is still going on, you can’t leave your movies or stay in others’ plays forever. Growth is to leave and get together, and then let nature take its course. Who do you think about now, whether you have the same feeling as me, who are waiting for stubbornly, but you are shocked that you can’t go backwards. Once I wanted to fly together, I built a garden in my heart and planted everything in it. I have imagined many scenarios, many of which will be with you. But when it comes, you will not be there. Such a sad plot always hopes to only appear in the movie plot. But how many people escaped from such a tragic plot in reality. Life will not move forward invariably. There are always some incredible things. What you are longing for in your heart is whether he will really come or not, and how many people can be sure. Therefore, no matter who you are, you are groping forward. Perhaps the next step is to walk into the holy hall with hands in the clear sky. Perhaps the next step is to go to the end of the world. So when you can still be together, you should love it hard. Don’t Cry, dear. We must be strong and smile, because no matter how we are, we will always be orphans in this beautiful world. Children’s smiles are the purest, and children’s cries are the most distressed. So when you are sad, hold yourself and tell yourself not to cry. Life has set so many obstacles for us, and reality has given us so many slaps. We should face it with a smile. The power of laughter is the greatest. When we were young, we made presumptuous mistakes and went crazy. When we still have nothing, we enjoy our youth to the fullest and give frustration a look of contempt. Then tell it that I will keep going with a smile. 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…