Fengqing clear people middle-aged

When Chairman Mao gave a speech in Moscow that year, he once compared the young people vividly to the sun at eight or nine o’clock in the morning. I was already in my thirties when the sun was West, and I was in a panic. However, if the four seasons of the year are compared to life, it should be the autumn that comes from the heart. I think more that autumn should be a season with clear wind, clear clouds and light clouds. In the middle age, people took off the wish of finding a Marquis for thousands of miles in those years, and there was no more excitement between the dust of thirty achievements and the Earth. I have lived in a family with strong traditional thoughts since I was a child, and the outstanding thoughts often add unnecessary troubles to myself. Middle-aged suddenly felt all along, homeopathy to wide spirit in. Because the world has nothing to do, and ordinary people disturb themselves, there is no need to be too persistent in real life, and there is no need to succumb to the secular values. Is it not the happiest state of life to live in a misty rain. In the middle age, people have been planning a long journey of eight thousand miles. More or less, I will spend some time focusing on my own health. In terms of diet alone, it becomes much lighter than before. When I was young, I was very happy to attend the banquets of neighbors or relatives occasionally. The delicious food was eaten up and my stomach was scared without eating a few dishes. I didn’t know that the dishes became more and more wonderful during the dinner, this time can’t even challenge front with glasses of not chopsticks, heart chagrin. When I grow up, I always like to taste fresh food. When I live in hotels and eat buffet, I always like to choose some varieties that I have never tasted before, so that I often have to support myself for liquidation, at ordinary times, when socializing or having dinner with friends, they always eat and drink with heroic spirit. When meeting people, they boast about their drinking capacity and advocate the record of drinking, which would rather hurt their bodies than their feelings. People are less eager to seek novelty and taste new things in middle age, and they prefer to choose some reliable food outside. The willingness to fight wine is less, the courtesy toasts are more, the grandiloquence is less, the beauty is more pleasant, the big fish and the big meat are less, and the coarse tea and light rice are in charge. The green mountains couldn’t be covered. After all, they flowed eastward. Facing the laws of nature, they cared more about the feelings of their bodies. They responded calmly to the scenes without making noise. When people reach middle age, more tolerance adds a responsibility, and they treat their families better. When I was young, I was angry with my wife, and I always liked to dictate and fight for the upper hand. In middle age, people found that unnecessary disputes were actually a waste of life. It is said that men are made of mud and women are made of water, but in middle age, I feel that I am Water, wife and flower, and whether the flower of wife is withered or colorful depends entirely on my grasp of pouring water. When people reach middle age, they often act as family doctors to massage and massage their families to help them retain their youthful appearance. Once it seemed that I had a heart of the world and disdained to do housework in the kitchen. Now I sing more pots and pans, and I am always happy that I can provide a good meal for my family. People are increasingly grateful in their middle age, and they know better how to cherish and repay their parents’ nurturing feelings. When I was young, I liked to contradict my parents, but now more is how to follow the old people’s wishes to make them happy. Reading the article Lu Kaijin, a villager, “out of my father’s sight”, I deeply felt the grief that his son wanted to raise but could not wait for him, which deeply inspired me to prepare for a rainy day, they try their best to arrange them to go out and play while their parents are still able to walk freely. Every year, whenever they have the chance, they will arrange them to travel with groups. Going to Beijing and going to Guilin to climb grandma and visit South Guangdong, which opens their eyes and makes them. When people reach middle age, there is more tranquility and less restlessness. When I was young, I had already stepped out of the door without having a bite of food in my mouth and swallowed my legs after three meals. In middle age, people began to learn to make tea and taste life at home alone, and to knock the keymouse and make sentences in order to stir up. When people reach middle age, it is like a boat to the center of the water. Looking back on the past shore, it is vaguely hopeful to overlook the other side of the distance. Being in the center of the water should be the most beautiful scenery in the journey of life. In the middle age, the autumn wind is refreshing, and the scene of thousands of kinds of Frost and competition freedom is so exciting. Looking up, the sky is clear, the wind is light and the clouds are light, laughing at the prosperity of the world. As in 2012-5-13 Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

wu yue text

May’s words are very soft, and May’s words are written on blooming flowers. The text on the peach blossom is very thin, with slight light pink and slight coolness. Like the wings of flashing butterflies, flying in the blue sky. Peach blossom is always destined with the spring breeze, and is associated with the flowing water. When the summer is approaching, it will drift with the flowing water. The petals off the branches and the butterfly feathers running out of the water gave a slim reputation. How do you know its bitterness? It is cold in March and slightly warm in April, and it receives them one by one. In the soft may, however, it will drift away and chase water to be a ghost without any colorful colors; How can you know its hatred? The east wind will call it in the chilly spring, but banished it in the warm May. It is so fond of blooming when it is bleak, blooming a fresh and bright branch, calling for a warm spring breeze. Let those precious, reserved, hesitant and wait-and-see flowers have enough time to brew and enough reasons to open for the second time. But it was ruthlessly exiled when it burst out. Hate the east wind, too sentimental, no reason for the rain and sunshine that destroyed the whole life, who knows its light and thin difficulties? The short Bloom is not only for a bright and desolate early spring, but also for chasing the passing spring water? It is to leave a branch for the fruit, let the flowers form green fruit, let the green fruit kiss the warm light, and get rich in the garden colors. It is for the purpose that the verses written on peach blossom have a round punctuation. The words written in clove are always so melancholy, with a face of sadness scattered on the branches. It is like a modern poem, ignoring the plain and narrow rhyme, reversing the length and length of sentences, expressing a feeling of sense and confusion. It’s all right. The melancholy feelings of scattered, messy and lavender make every word wrapped with a thick fragrance of flowers, expressing faintly in the sunshine of May. Lilac is very similar to those plain words, spreading on the desolate manuscript paper. Those who come to read always miss it unfortunately, but they are called and attracted, making people feel its existence. Because the fragrance of flowers is so fragrant and strong. The plain clove knows that the flowers blooming with it can be beautiful because of its shape and attractive in color. It is only because of its simplicity and beauty that the plain words are fragrant in the rotten sunshine of May. In the sunshine of May, pear flowers seem different, which makes the words of may shine and add fragrance to each flower. In May, every tree is the most beautiful image, and every one is the most special description in soft words. Plain and elegant colors, faint fragrance of flowers, and luxuriant flowers lined with emerald leaves. The words written on Pear flowers are prose poems with both shape and spirit, expressing bright and beautiful spring, warm summer, there are also soft feelings and slight melancholy. The pear flower courtyard dissolves the moon, and the catkin pond is light and windy. The ancient characters are always so lingering, which let the Moonlight melt into the pear flowers, let the May characters scatter in the fragrance of flowers, and let the readers indulge in the moonlight and breeze. May’s words are very sad, and May’s words drift with those flowers that died early. Flowers are the wings of spring, flying on the gradually mature land with colorful colors. However, as time went into May, those spring flowers who had never experienced the warmth of summer and the quietness of autumn fell dim in the warm sunshine of May, let those infatuated words just written to spring have nowhere to go. Some people say that flowers drift away in order to chase a wave of passing spring water. Some people say that these flowers leave in May in a hurry to end a marriage with spring water. Don’t you know how many hateful ghosts are wandering in the spring water flowing eastward. Spring water is the thought of philosophers, thinking constantly in the east wind. With the continuous wind, my mind will not stop. Like smoke, it floats from the present to the ancient and from the present to the future. The east wind has no intention, which makes the spring water sad constantly, unable to be ignored and cut; Those petals that died early, like spilled words, are colorful on the blue paper, let that boring philosophy have some color, a little more bitterness, and give birth to a lot of emotions. The leisurely spring water was innocent, carrying the fallen flowers wandering around, nowhere to stay, and enchanting the sea; Those unknown waterbirds also came to add a sadness to the spring water. They clung to the water, stretching out their sharp and thin claws, trying to pick up the drifting incense soul and the poem line lost in May. However, the East wind was too urgent, the thoughts were too messy, and the fallen flowers were too scattered. Picking up some wet words added infinite sadness. Waterbirds had no choice but to draw a helpless circle on the water surface, crying euphemistically, like gentle wind, floating on the water surface without any reason. Falling Flowers and flowing water became the theme of May, and the words of May were mixed with infinite sadness. Looking forward to spring in March, the wind of May played an elegan for spring. Is spring coming too hesitant, and is Spring going too hurried? When spring comes and goes, how many evils have been ruined and how many good times have been betrayed? Those flowers blooming in a hurry occupied all the spring light, but they ruined the spring light in May, and sacrificed to bury the passing spring light without hesitation. The flowing water is innocent, carrying the full purpose of falling red and wandering to the east, which ended up being heartless. Fallen Flowers and flowing water spring, too hurry, missed the red flowers. Lamenting and sorrowful, falling flowers and flowing water have made the poet’s good sentences and the poet’s masterpiece. Rain transverse wind crazy san yue twilight, door mask dusk, numerous liu chun live. Tears asked flowers and flowers without words, red flew over the swing. The writing of May is very messy. Spring comes and goes again, and the spring flowers are withered, which confuses the lyric poems. The spring breeze in April has just warmed up, and the steps of spring have just stepped into the lintel of May, but suddenly I find that spring has quietly returned, and the gradually soft words in the spring breeze become a little flustered. As soon as the draft was finished, there were countless red, chaotic chapters, wrong punctuation, and I didn’t know whether to be happy or sad. A draft was spread in the Heaven and Earth in May. I didn’t know how to edit it and how to decorate it into a book. The description of spring is lost, and the poem of summer has not been drawn up yet. People who write poems do not know why they have a special liking for spring. They are looking forward to spring, Yingchun, Appreciating Spring and sighing for spring when summer comes. May is the season of spring and summer alternation. The words of May do not cheer for the coming of summer, but the lines of poems that hurt Spring are like sad fallen England, spreading all over the notes of poems in May. Maybe it is because of the brightness and beauty of spring, maybe it is because of the short duration of spring, maybe it is because the flowers that just bloom and are about to drift are lamenting, maybe it is those that bloom in the desolation, the Vanished life in the luxuriant period makes people feel disappointed that there will be flowers when flowers bloom, but in this May, I just saw the flowers in my eyes, and I just experienced the long grass and the flying of warblers. I suddenly saw countless drops in England, which was a little, it is a little pain without thinking. Forget that spring flowers can only bloom in the spring light. When it is time to end, leaving in time is a kind of reason and precious courage. Four Seasons is an orderly cycle of a year, and spring and summer are a grand gathering of flowers competing. Spring flower is just the prelude, and the gorgeous summer is the main melody of the grand meeting. Therefore, may words can be soft, sad, flustered, or gorgeous. 2012-5-17 Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Follow of memory

Follow of memory

Finally, she could have a rest. After a while of housework, she sighed. But I haven’t cooked it yet. What a delicious lunch! It is really difficult to be a woman, especially, it is more difficult to be such a family woman. She is either busy around the pot, kitchen, bowl or bowl all day long, or follows the child. She stretched out her elbows, raised her index finger, put a drop of cold oil on it, and rubbed it evenly. On the faint temple, there was a thick faint fragrance of mint, which lingered around the room immediately. The fragrance and fragrance of refreshing oil are familiar, strange and long aftertaste. I remember that when I was very young, the lid of the cooling oil box was a kind of bright red, dazzling and blurred, with light yellow characters. When narrating itself, the benefits and unique functional effects that can be brought to people. But I don’t know when. This kind of cooling oil has changed the original appearance, but with a new look, it is in people’s sight. If not, I bought a box in person and felt that everything was still appearing in an original appearance. For, cool oil. I have been with it for many years, and I have never been with it and used it again. Therefore, as for its appearance, how to look at it and what kind of packaging it is, I haven’t followed it carefully, investigated it carefully and checked it carefully. Until, the nearest accompanying child went out and strolled. The light, fragrant and delicate fragrance emitted by the encounter with others is led back to the muddled past era by the fragrance. At that time, I wrote down such a small foreshadowing for myself in such a time of interweaving peaks and peaks. That is to say, I went out temporarily with my child one day. Headache, dizziness, and when it happens again. I took my child to the Street store and bought a box of cooling oil and air oil. She picked up the cooling oil and looked at her delicate and delicate design structure. The blue background is mixed with white intercolor, and a cat with concentrated breath and white head is exposed. The eyeglasses made people feel a little scared. What kind of design is this? A box of cooling oil still needs such a painstaking structural design. When she uncovered the lid of the box again and again, the shell of the box showed a full, rich and solidified white ointment. She sniffed lightly, a familiar smell, and for her return and feedback again. However, without the original, the strong fragrance is a little more elegant and quiet now. I just don’t know whether this effect is still the same as before. I tried it on a little bit, it won’t grow up when I was a child, but I still feel it’s OK, it has the function effect of refreshing and refreshing! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Thirty-year-old woman, what are you busy

Unconsciously, people have reached middle age, and they really have new feelings about life. They don’t eat for the sake of being slim, and they don’t cry for a big thing. Think about the road we have traveled in these years is really a beautiful and tortuous path. There were colorful butterflies looking for flowers and numerous beautiful fruits on the roadside, but how much leisure time do we have to stay and watch in order to survive, or take off the fruit and chew it carefully to taste its sweetness. We are only eager to find a more beautiful and suddenly enlightened Avenue in our imagination. However, on the way forward, the tree shadow was gradually bleak, the butterfly disappeared, and the fruit disappeared. Finally, I finally found that the wonderful scenery was gone, and unexpectedly I reached a desert without consciousness. It is not as beautiful and rich as imagined. More bitter memories. In fact, everyone is like this. When he was young, there were flowers and applause in his life. At the beginning, he also had ideals and goals. However, as time went by, this expectation became slim. I feel that I don’t have too much extravagance and expectation for the dream-like ideal and flower-like life from one to thirty years old. What’s more important is the happiness of the family and the concept of happiness, it also gradually becomes clear and specific. As long as the elderly are healthy, the family is stable, and the children’s academic performance is good, this is happiness. But in my spare time, I still feel that there are some deficiencies in my life that need to be made up, and I feel that there is always a trace of emotion deep in my soul. There is always a voice in a corner of your heart. What should you do? You should have your own career to fight. This feeling is becoming more and more obvious and stronger. Maybe this is what people say that the soul will change one’s life. If your soul is baptized, your inner heart will be naturally clean and more things will be allowed. The ultimate value of life lies in the ability of awakening and thinking, not only in survival. Now that we have been able to survive, why can’t we let our brains think about more things? We should not just live, learn to live, and relight the ideal lamp, believe that even if you are raising chickens and making beans, it is also your own career. Don’t find more reasons for yourself because of your age and family. Everything depends not on whether you can succeed or not, but on whether you can do or not. If you don’t do it, you can’t fail. But you don’t even have a 0.1 chance to succeed. If you try, you will have the hope of success, and I am also responsible for my own life, without wasting time or wasting time. In fact, the mentality is the master of what a person does. As long as the mentality is straightened, even if the road ahead is bumpy, you will still feel that the scenery along the way is beautiful, making people reluctant to leave! Don’t think how terrible a woman is when she is one to thirty years old. In fact, as long as she truly understands the meaning of happiness, truly understands the value of life, and finds the right direction to move forward, then thirty years old is the golden age for you, because you have experienced the trifles of life, the washing of Life wind and rain, you will become a woman like jade, and it is a beautiful jade that has been deposited for many years. Don’t immerse yourself in the past, let alone wandering in the past all the time. Only today’s sunshine really belongs to us, because it comes to reality and can give us light and warmth. Give yourself some strength, don’t let your age catch your pace of progress, give yourself confidence and bravely move forward to the established goal! Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) 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…

An old man’s sad

He, a lonely old man, is seventy-three years old this year. Two years ago, his wife left him alone to see the world. In half a year, his hair was gray, his waist bent and his hands shook. He was a sad old man with two sons, but none of them was around. Big, running around for a living, busy all day like a top, but owed a lot of debts; Small, 30 married, penniless, with a child, life is also difficult, it was difficult to step forward. In this way, the old man lived alone and kept worrying about his two sons. He was always so helpless and unkind. At this moment, I don’t know how many such old people and how many such parents and sons there are in the world. It’s not that they don’t do filial piety, not that they don’t love their old parents, but a realistic dream, a social phenomenon, which slowly pulls the old and the young to the present situation. Their voices and loneliness have become stumbling blocks in this society, making them feel that they are dragging down their children. I endured it when I was sick, hid it when I was painful, and secretly flew by myself when I was crying. I was afraid that this kind of pain would cost money and children’s time, and who can understand their ideas? Today, sitting face to face, the old man said, “he doesn’t want to see a doctor any more. He will go back to the countryside to live in this way, which can save some money for his grandson, he used to play cards. Now, even this entertaining game has been saved by him. He warned his youngest son not to learn bad, not to smoke, not to play cards, and not to eat betel nuts, afraid of having no money, even eating is a problem. At that time, I didn’t know what I should say or what to answer. These were all his voices, wasn’t they? They were the things he couldn’t worry about most, weren’t they? This kind of parents can be found everywhere in the world. There is a parent who doesn’t want his children to be rich and expensive. In this society, people with money can do everything, and those without money will face difficulties even if they apply for injustice. At this time, I don’t want to complain about the unfairness of the society to the people at the bottom, nor do I want to blame the Society for its unfairness. After all, the phenomenon of this society is already like this. Besides sighing, I can only accept my fate. Poor parents all over the world, to death, are still planning for their children. Think about it, we will follow their footsteps! I will also be so busy for my next generation, right? Time is ruthless, life is helpless, but does human heart really become heartless? His words made me unable to be stable and my heart was also sour. In fact, the older son had the ability but no time, while the younger son had the time but no ability. He saw this, so he would rather die slowly than increase the burden for them, he also didn’t let his sons feel embarrassed about his affairs. Therefore, no matter how much I said, I could not change his thoughts or reverse his decision. Think more, he can go out to chat with other old people, take a walk, or play cards; Think more, he can live with his sons to see the footprints of grandchildren growing up; Think more, he can spend a penny more for himself and think more for himself; Think more, he should not refuse the filial piety of his sons and let him enjoy his old age; Think more, he is no longer a lonely old man. However, he doesn’t care about these. He thinks it is difficult. How can I make this old man happy and happy? At this moment, the sky was full of clouds, as if following me with heavy worries. And what could I do in his old age? I felt that I was so incompetent that I left him alone, A person grows slowly and slowly. 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…

My Ditan complex

On September 1st, 2004, it was my high school opening day. In the first evening self-study, I arrived in the classroom early. In this provincial key middle school, many excellent students gathered. However, I was never confident and had no ability to adapt to the new environment, other students had already started to get acquainted with each other, talking and laughing. I sat alone in the corner, which seemed so awkward. Maybe that sentence which was exactly in line with Mr. Zhu Ziqing’s words was theirs, and I had nothing. However, this situation was soon broken. The first thing the teacher did when he entered the classroom was to send out all the textbooks of the first semester of senior high school. Facing a thick pile of textbooks, I began to expect deeply that I could not wait to open the Chinese books and read articles one by one, when I finished reading Mr. Shi Tiesheng’s “I and the Altar of Earth”, I had already burst into tears. The new deskmate pulled my clothes corner, and I came back to myself. I was introducing myself to students before, it had arrived at me, but I didn’t know it at all. Finally, under the confused eyes of my classmates and teachers, I walked forward with tears to make a brief introduction, I couldn’t remember what I said at all, because I was full of that article at that time, which was the first time I got in touch with “I and the Earth Altar”. After the early self-study of Chinese, I always read “I and Ditan” affectionately, and then preview or recite the articles required by the teacher. When a person is born, this is no longer a question that can be debated, but a fact that God gives him; When God gives us this fact, the result has been guaranteed by the way, so death is a thing that you don’t have to rush for success. Death is a festival that is bound to come. Every time I read this, my heart was always tight. At that time, I was only 16 years old, and I was protected too well by my school and family. I had not experienced hardships and hardships, nor had I experienced the separation of life and death, but I also began to think about the proposition of birth and death with my master. Why did she get her mother back early? The Master said in the article that her heart was too bitter. God saw that she couldn’t bear it, so he called her back. This was a distressed but real answer. At the end of the second section, the master also said how anxious the mother had gone through to find her son in such a large garden. For the first time in many years, I realized that there were not only my ruts everywhere in this garden, but also my mother’s footprints in places where I had ruts. After reading here, I was moved by his deep feelings, which was also the first time that I had to reflect on myself deeply and recall all my mother had paid for me. This is the initial feeling given to me by “I and Ditan”, but when it comes to influence, it is one year later. The next year, I was promoted to Senior Two. At that time, my parents were further away from me due to work reasons. They only visited me occasionally. Once, my parents who had an appointment to visit me at school didn’t come, after boarding at school for two years, only this time, they broke the appointment. I was confused and angry. I even wanted to call to question about a week later, I met my mother at the door of the classroom. She looked so haggard that she hadn’t seen her for more than a month, my mother was much older, but I was still happy. After all, she came to school to visit me. Why didn’t my father come? I secretly thought. My mother saw my doubts. She lowered her throat and whispered that he was hit by a car. Now in the hospital… at that moment, I was completely shocked, only to feel that the sky was dim. My mother also said a lot, but I had no time to take care of her words. I only remembered that when she finally asked me to go to the hospital with her, I ran back to the dormitory resolutely. Escape, yes, escape. When I faced the fact that I was unwilling to accept, this was my first reaction, as if I didn’t go to the hospital to see my father lying on the bed with my own eyes, he is really not in bed. When I was studying at night, the classroom was extremely quiet. I looked through “Me and Ditan” copied in the diary. In the first few years after my two legs were disabled, I couldn’t find a job or a way out, suddenly I could hardly find anything, so I shook my wheelchair and always went to it, just because there was another world that could escape from one world. When he is in trouble, he has a place to go. What about me? I articles readable. The master sat silently in the Altar of Earth, went to think, pushed away the noisy and chaotic thoughts around his ears, and peeped at his heart. So he finally figured out how to live. And gave me positive and optimistic answers. That night, I tossed and turned for a long time. In this world, there was an article that made me grow up overnight. The next day, I asked for leave early and went to the hospital. Later, I learned that my father woke up after a week of rescue. The first sentence he said at that time was, don’t tell me, so as not to delay my study. This is a tall and magnificent father, and this is a mountain-like and heavy father’s love. Since then, I have become more determined. In June of 2007, after the college entrance examination, I chose the major of Chinese language and literature without hesitation. At that time, I had already firmly believed that I would be an excellent Chinese teacher in middle school, I want to teach every student such beautiful articles as “I and the Earth Altar”. I want to be a person who makes my father proud of it. In the whole high school years, “Me and Ditan” has always been lingering in my mind. It can be said that this article further inspired my love for Chinese and life, love for Life. In June, 2011, I graduated from university. That year, I was 23 years old. During this period, I experienced a lot of difficulties and setbacks. I was unemployed at home, and I was also brokenhearted and injured. This is life. God has arranged everything well, no matter sad or happy, only accept calmly. Now, coming to work in a new work unit is just like going to a new school eight years ago. I am inarticulate and need to integrate into a new environment. But at this time, I have grown up, there is not so much tension, but more calm, courage and faith in life. The teacher’s “I and the Altar of Earth” has accompanied me for eight years. From an ignorant middle school to now I have taken up my job, it is a huge and precious spiritual wealth in my life, on the long and arduous life Road in my future, I am willing to brew more beautiful medals in my earthly altar. 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…

I still love you, and she loves me

There is such a couple who have been happy and loving in the eyes of outsiders for six years. Men care twice as much for women and care a lot. In the rain, they will send umbrellas to women; In the snow, they will take women home with their clothes. When a woman is tired, the man will massage her shoulders. When a woman watches TV, the man will send her favorite fruits. In the love of a woman, the God of happiness hangs between her eyebrows, her smile is very sweet! Until one day, the woman saw a woman holding her husband in the twinkling of neon red. The woman was shocked and couldn’t believe her eyes because she told the man last night that her shoulder was sour, the man rubbed her shoulders and prepared breakfast for her this morning! The woman was puzzled and waited for her husband to come back at home. The man came back and bought the fruit she liked to eat for the woman. The woman looked at the man and said for a long time: I saw it today. The woman held you. Is she your lover? This is why?! The man put down the fruit and said in a faint voice: I am neither pretending nor cheating you. You should know how much I love you when recalling our life. I just want to tell you, I still love you, and she loves me! Once I came back in the rain, she ran to give me an umbrella; Once I had a fever, she brought me a cup of hot water and medicine, there was also that gentle greeting. When I came home with a fever, I still massaged you, because you said you were too tired to have back pain; I still washed your favorite fruit for you when I was dizzy, then I send it to you, all I do is because I love you, but you can’t see my exhaustion, nor can you see my eager eyes to be loved. I know that I am man, you must be strong, but men are not steel, but also vulnerable. They also like to be cared for; Be cared for; The happy feeling of being comforted! In that woman, I have experienced the happiness of being cared! And in our life, I give this kind of love to you all the time. The woman listened, lowered her head and let tears slide down silently and said to you gently: love in life is not just enjoyment, when enjoying the happiness of love, you should also give care and love to those who love you, so that love will last for a long time. Like (prose editor: prose online) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

wu yue small poly

In May, we will pay tribute to the youth that is about to pass away. It is very rare that everyone can spare a day to get together after being busy and talk about our own lives and dreams. Whether we stick to them or not, it is enough to be pleased. Because, in the days above life, there is too much silence, and the comfort given to the soul is relatively scarce. Our youth, walking too fast, had no time to imagine the future, then fell in love with memories. However, now that belongs to us, we either continue to struggle behind our dreams, or we are willing to be plain at the moment. However, it is difficult to make a choice, and most of the time what remains is entanglement. Perhaps, every era has its own characteristics, while those born in the 1980 s cannot catch up with the calmness of 70 s, nor can they have the courage of 90 s. We often think that we can’t continue to let our characters go. Restraint and hiding have become the themes of our study. Freedom and youth seem to disappear overnight. We don’t have the capital to be presumptuous, and we don’t have the courage to bear the loss. Reality like this is extremely precious compared with worldly wisdom in the workplace. There is no need to hide, no need to restrain, very relaxed, very natural feeling, must love this group of like-minded friends, otherwise, when separated, will not have the courage to turn back. I like the bustle when we get together, but I am more afraid of the silence after that. The loneliness belonging to a person became more and more sad against the backdrop of prosperity. I tried to make myself busy to fill the blank in the days, but I couldn’t control the sentimental feelings in my heart. Later, simply sit on the platform, fly those thoughts that cannot be named in the starry sky, and place those thoughts that come out with joy on the quiet starry sky. Raise your head and stare until your heart gets peace. Many years later, we were still the group of children in those years. We lived far away and our hearts were still so close. A group of big boys, together with two little girls, jokingly and jokingly thank God for giving us such a fate, giving our hearts a place to return and leaving a innocence for life. No matter what kind of days life gives us, we are brave to undertake, striving for a calm loss and a safe gain. Just to make yourself and the people you love better. Here, we commemorate the lost years that will always belong to us. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Time very soft

Time is so soft that I can’t handle it. I always think about it, but I always go with the flow in the casual life like running water. Time is so soft that I can’t escape. The diagnostic handbooks, bu she zhou ye. But I always give up some pictures in the day and night, Miss them in the day and dream in the night. Time is so soft that I can’t think about it. However, fortunately, emotion is hard, interspersed in every corner of time; Memory is hard, becoming a hard stone in flowing time, even if washed, still hard as before. The time of my family affection, you will always be the hard shell to protect my heart. Mom said: people’s quality of life is inseparable from efforts. This is what my mother said during my struggling time during my postgraduate entrance examination. In fact, the mood at that time always didn’t want to turn out memories again. After all, it was not good. But think about it, it is always a happy thing to be enlightened by mom and dad in every tangled day. Give me laughter when I am sad; Give me light when I am entangled. I should always understand the quality of life, that is, I need to be happy while getting the recognition from my parents through hard work, because time is very soft. It is because time is very soft. I can see that my mother’s dyed hair can no longer cover the white hair pulled out by years by accident; It is because time is very soft. By accident, the corner of my father’s eyes is pulled up by years; it was because time was so soft that I didn’t understand these details of life in a short time by accident. Time is soft, so soft that life is not strong. We can see the separation of wife everywhere, the farewell of breaking up everywhere, what a terrible family affection is lost, how much laughter should be lost? How much happiness is lost? Who uses happiness to interpret some life? In family affection, Let happiness be more and laughter be more common. Life will become stronger and have happiness, With indestructible kinship, no matter how soft time is, the firmness of kinship cannot be softened. The time of my friendship, you are my beautiful coat forever. A girl’s beauty is natural beauty, but the decoration of the coat can always highlight her temperament, which is elegant, tranquil, cute, gentle and kind words. The time of my friendship has given me unparalleled happiness and beauty. I can show my spoiled in front of you arbitrarily; I can lash your stupid loudly in front of you; I can cry unscrupulously in front of you in order to find back my lost once; I can shout in front of you that I like someone. All I can do is the fragments picked up in the corner of time, so beautiful. Even if time is soft, friendship will not be strong. When I was young, my playmates abandoned them because they went to college. It shouldn’t be such a thing, but it always appeared in life. When I had time to think of it, I would feel heartbroken. Whether it is the weakness of time that cannot bear the laughter of childhood, or the precipitation of time that makes the excitement and innocence unable to find the beauty before. In a word, what should never be forgotten is gradually forgotten. I don’t know how to miss or recall. What a weak time, sometimes the friendship is worthless, sometimes it makes people sigh the weakness of time and get the precious coat at the same time. When I was a child, I wore a coat suitable for that height. When I grew up, when my height was fixed, what I witnessed was the coat and clothing of my age, it seems that we can’t get rid of the personal limitation of changing the method of the word time. The innocence of friendship in childhood and the precipitation of growing up seem to coincide with the transformation of coat, then I would rather be controlled by weak time, in that way, You give me warm or refreshing coat, which will explain the beauty of my life, I am willing. When will you use the time of my love to interpret your hardness forever? Love, of course, is very beautiful, so strange two people can be intimate, from strange to familiar, from friends to relatives, it is a very wonderful process. Of course, I don’t doubt that the beautiful love will still remain in the soft time, regardless of whether the ending is beautiful or not. When it comes to the process, it is worthy of praise. What I can give to you cannot be given to others; What I can give to you is only one person. How sacred and great it is. Love, however, has become an area that I dare not touch. It seems that I dare not find the time of my love any more. Even if the time is soft, it cannot be the scar of my heart. Will be happy? Will Really? Will forever? It seems that every love can’t escape the tangled witness. The hardness of love always can’t escape the betrayal and resistance experienced, and lies. Time is very soft, so soft that it can melt and melt into human’s bones, where to find the true meaning of love and the truth behind all betrayal, resistance and lying. The love that I got was precious to my heart. The soft time made me happy and ups and downs. When all the love is tangled, the tears that come from betrayal, the beating and scolding that come from resistance and the bleeding that comes from lying all become sweet burdens. Love is really a child growing up in the softness of time. My lovely memory time, you are the hard pen to witness my growth. The memory sank, saying this sentence seemed to come to the end of time. Looking forward, there is still a lot of way to go, even if it is regarded as a part of awakening in life. Buddha said: I should recall it in this form after enlightenment. Time, the name of soft, is so blaming you, walking in such a hurry, family affection is softened by you; Friendship is melted by you; Love, please bring it to me. Even if you hate you like this, you are still walking, walking. Family affection seems to know that I grew up strongly on the phone with my parents; Friendship is very friendly, she knows your helplessness, and has already given all kinds of beauty to me; Love, I look forward to giving me some strong indoctrination in your growth, and let me have the courage to accept it. When the memory is mentioned, the inevitable sadness and sigh arise spontaneously. Looking at the long hair before, does the short hair now suddenly become the imagination of the past and the future? What a terrible time, always so soft, but always so hard to handle and ponder, so that the original dream can be diluted by you, how many people have you softened by your soft features? When I recalled myself at the beginning, look at now, should I hate you or love you more. I am love you, because I like myself now, memories give me a hint of sweetness, and you always write strong words in soft pen to encourage me to grow up. The time I recalled was given by you. Time is very soft, I am very strong! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Catch pen

So-called pen, the pen friends. Pen multi-department letters agglomeration of the places, were to investigate its articles, share their calligraphy, to improve writing skills and calligraphy painting and skill-; To promote Chinese culture, edify sentiment, rich cultural life for Dominated. Of the ancients gathering modern people’s pen, from form and meaning have similar. Some say antiquity Ying Ying of calligraphy gathering just literati have praised a Activities, calligraphy sing and lofty hobby, or is calligraphy exchange of elegant thing to show off their otherworldly. Eastern Jin Dynasty Wang Xizhi written by the preface, is in Yonghe nine years san yue, by 41 party in Lanting after write; Early Tang Dynasty writer Wang Bo is also in the poetic gathering after, write the immortal famous “Pavilion of Prince Teng preface; Ming Dynasty painter Tang Yin of the West Park gathering map” also in narrative gathering prevalence we marveled at how they amorous mood, appreciate their elegant and elegant style, marvel at their extraordinary talent, appreciate their works of calligraphy and fragrance, and we can also feel the inheritance and profound significance of Chinese culture from their thick painting and calligraphy culture. Our modern predecessors Wu chang xun, Ren Bainian, Qi Baishi, Feng Zikai, Zhang Daqian et al., are also gathering active participant, painting and calligraphy art inheritance person. Modern people’s pen is anywhere yes. Around the literati, and calligraphy lovers and poetry calligraphy social groups, will for various reasons and need together, to pen friends, exchange views, research skills, to promote traditional culture development. In the Mid Autumn Festival, National Day approaching, Neijiang elderly Calligraphy and Painting Research Association-National Day Ying eighteen elderly painting and calligraphy exhibition, in people’s park organized two zones (Shizhong, Dongxing District) three county (Weiyuan, Zizhong, longchang) painting and calligraphy exhibition of sunset rosy paper. Exhibition of sunset red, thick infiltration a shade sunset dusk of beauty. Calligraphy saw Exhibition, want is Savor, sense its ink unique, tours of its artistic conception of wonderful, enjoy pleasing picture, and getting some inspiration, inspiration. You never get tired of watching and learning in the art exhibition. This kind of greed often makes you happy and forget to leave. This is not the case. The long stay time made Zhang Daqian Art Museum miss the grand pen show of the calligraphy and painting joint exhibition in Liuzhou, the inner river of Sichuan-Guangxi Han Mo yuan. Pen exchange easily, and has a can with calligraphy everyone direct communication and exchange, or even by Masters inspiration and advice. Just just enjoyment, also will Marvel calligraphy masters transport pen wonderful, will be its works of spiritual infection and excited to try. If you collectors, also can at below-market prices get celebrity genuine. What’s more, it is a kind of enjoyment to see celebrities of calligraphy and painting writing on rice paper. I honor caught up with sheng shui si Chinese Nakagawa first monasteries first osmanthus Buddha section of calligraphy pen, this pen is this activity osmanthus Buddha Dharma, shang gui tea, holy water monasteries first osmanthus Buddha section painting and calligraphy exhibition in a. I feel it’s worthy of this trip, but I’m very sorry to miss yesterday. Into sheng shui si of Temple, have a cleansing silence set Spirit in. The two Zen masters who served as receptionists sat dutiously behind the book case. Next door Buddha within Yingying candlelight with curl rising incense, and babbling crooning of the voiceless, still like ji tian mo di, let those of us ordinary people suddenly can feel rubble Butte glimpse hue, qingchi Bright moon shines on Zen heart. Vision. Go no further, patio cloister faint, monasteries tranquil, there’s not the Buddha Festival begins when Temple within masses and lay Buddhist attend the activities of lively, there are also no pilgrims who are constantly enjoying the tea, and some of them are from the fragrance of golden cinnamon floating at the foot of the mountain in the Van Gogh Palace and in the corridor of the chanlin Academy. With the drizzle, stirring the mist, accompanied by Sanskrit, the mysterious silence was lingering, the moist fragrance was lingering in my heart, just like floating in the clouds, with a little sense of fairy desire to get drunk. The corridor of kuaishen turned around and saw a wide and large temple Dam. The bright red banner on the lintel of the front lobby jumped into the eyes: The first osmanthus ceremony and calligraphy exhibition of holy water Temple. Oh, step large door two already is book case complete, calligraphy masters is stretch paper swipes, calligraphy painting on magnificent produced. Among the many familiar faces in the corridor, there are teachers and classmates. They are leisurely tasting osmanthus tea, gathering together for exchange and discussion, tasting tea and appreciating osmanthus, which is very uncomfortable. I eagerly in they in searching for, I hope I’m looking for teacher Luo solution toener in inside. The excellent work after Mr. Luo splashed his ink was drifting into the lobby with him. I follow on, see his ink of doufang: a Chunjiang plumbing of Mohe figure and teasing Eider play bearing scenarios. I have to admire the ingenuity and elegance of the teacher’s composition, the affirmation and free and easy of writing. Here, I see teacher Luo except exquisite meticulous ladies outside and a style, and get the teacher to me apology sincere inspiration and guidance, make my trip benefited. So, calligraphy pen is you sucking calligraphy knowledge ink pool, is you wide calligraphy school for entertainment place, is you enrich their cultural life home. Calligraphy pen not only can accumulation painting and calligraphy culture, also can promote pen tissue produced new development power, expand its popular support. More because Chinese painting and calligraphy is Chinese nation in the long-term historical development of national art, it or heart-to-heart communication carrier, so it is the quintessence of the Chinese nation. Calligraphy pen, in addition to circle book painting gathering, more can serve society, can let this traditional full of elegant flavor recreational activities bring strong flavor of the public good, that is to raise funds by pen, for disaster relief, poverty relief and poverty relief. The calligraphy and brush meeting will make the inheritance of Chinese painting and calligraphy art more distinctive, and also make the hometown of painting and calligraphy and culture more famous. 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…