Goodbye

The skirt of the clock twirled the last circle of one or four years, leaving a flash in the pan in the vast space-time tunnel. In one or four years, like a newborn baby, he came to us vigorously, and was surprised to hear the sound of crying through the sky. We were delighted and encouraged, and we looked forward to its wonderful and happy every day. After 365 ordinary days and nights, one or four years like an old man in the dead years left us quietly. It waved its sleeves without taking away half of the cloud, which caught people off guard. One or four years, like all years, left unforgettable marks in the vast universe, waiting for the world to recall and cherish. In one or four years, the world has experienced too much suffering and helplessness. The war in Syria has not been extinguished yet, and the world in Ukraine has seen smoke again; Ebola in West Africa is raging crazily, and the volcano in Japan erupted; The powerful Russia has not been spared, and the European and American countries have caused troubles, the matter of oil spread all over the world, and the lives of ordinary people were miserable; The accident of Malaysia Airlines was complicated and confusing, and hundreds of dead souls had not been returned yet. Just after the pleasant Christmas, the plane of AirAsia Airlines suddenly lost contact. In, people all over the world suffered too much. Covering the long thoughts, why is God so difficult? The bell of Christmas Eve is still in our ears. We pray and wish: world peace and people’s well-being! The Earth home has been hurt so much that it can no longer stand any troubles and disasters. In one or four years, the land of China changed its appearance. The national industry has made new progress again. Touching the moon, soaring in the blue sky and diving into the deep sea all make the world look at each other with new eyes; The high-speed rail of the motherland has sailed out of the country and become active on the world stage, it attracted a lot of applause; With the steady development of the national economy, people’s life went up to a higher level. Small potherb and coarse tea rice gradually faded out of people’s sight, and chicken, duck, fish and nutritious meals constantly appeared on people’s dining tables. People live and work, National long-term stability. In one or four years, the wave of anti-corruption swept again. Tigers fell down one after another, and more flies had nowhere to hide. Corruption is like a cancer planted on the body, which threatens health and devours life. Only by scraping bones and healing wounds can the courage and determination of a strong man’s broken arm be renewed. Seeing that corrupt officials were brought to justice one by one, the common people clapped their hands and applauded, which was the blessing of the nation and the prosperity of the country! We are looking forward to the rapid development of our motherland and the prosperity of our nation. In one or four years, I was not idle either. I used words to express the fleeting time. In this year, I made an appointment with the words and began a deep love. I am just a literate person, and I never thought that I could accompany with words hand in hand in this life. I tried to write a small article and sent it to the good mood website. Unexpectedly, it was praised highly by Lin Yutian’s Cheat series. Since then, I can hardly suppress my inner impulse, trying to record the throbbing of life with pen and ink, and describing colorful fleeting years with words. In spring, I nestled in the embrace of Mother Earth and grew up with grass. Facing the gentle spring breeze and the warm sunshine, I sang for spring with the song “The Rhyme of Spring; the summer night is fascinating, the cool breeze is blowing and the stars are dotted. I am lingering in the dense Night. The fireflies in” Summer Night “shine one by one, lighting up my heart sea, lighting up the warm and quiet night; Autumn is the harvest season, with golden yellow all over the mountains and fields, fruits and fragrance under melon fields and plum trees, indulged in the field of autumn. I sang the song of autumn, a song of harvest. The song was rippling among the wheat waves; In winter, the cold wind blew strongly, and the fallen leaves flew wildly, looking for a warm corner to recall the long-gone love of snow flowers. One year’s vision, many emotions: “plain life, different beauty”, “Shepherd flute in the Sunset”, “Locust in dream”, “The Sorrow of flowers, the enlightenment of human beings and so on reflect the call of the soul. To sum up, there have been almost 80 articles in this year. Although it is not a masterpiece, it is also a voice from the bottom of my heart, just like “love of the world, A sentence in” love with words “: Love with the pen and ink, love with the words, the book is in love for a moment, I am safe! In, it was just a trivial node in the chain of time and space, but it was not short for our short life. It left quietly, waving its sleeves without taking away half of the dust. It is like a meteor passing through the quiet night sky, leaving only a dazzling arc. Now, the fireworks all over the sky have blossomed, and the New Year bell is about to ring. At this moment of farewell to the old and welcome the new, let’s lean on the lintel of the years and wave goodbye to the back of 2014 who is ashamed to walk far away. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring

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