Wind, I want to gently say to you

It is the season when cherry blossoms bloom again. Full sakura petals, with the warm sun in May whispering softly in the wind, I seem to have turned into a charming pink petal just last year today, you are the only netizen I left in the vast sea of Internet at first. I remember at that time, I just applied for this QQ number, and the chat started from that time. At the beginning, adding you was just because your name and signature of personality were flying and endowed with poetry, that is, the wind took the cloud away and I Am the Wind. You are a cloud, maybe you are a colorful cloud. In this way, we became netizens. And I can’t remember how long you have been silent in my chat box. During that time, my daughter went to college in other places. Apart from commuting and finishing housework, I used the Internet to fill the gap in my heart. I have added a lot of netizens, and I can’t talk until I say a few words. Delete, add, delete again, it is my common practice. I am more bored. Then, I thought of you again. I clearly remember that it was Sunday noon. The sky is not beautiful, and the rain is in succession, and drops are strung into regular silk threads, dancing in the empty sky. The wisps of slender rain were just like silk, gently tearing the dust in the sky. My mood is also like this weather. In the helpless mood, I opened QQ and clicked on your avatar, but you were still silent. My loss adds to the icing on the cake. Just when I hesitated and wanted to leave, your avatar finally flashed. I was delighted to knock the flying gray butterfly and saw: for the olive tree in my dream, don’t ask me where I came from. My hometown is far away, why are you wandering? Wandering in the distance, wandering in my heart, unconsciously surging a kind of unspeakable long-lost kindness. Time flies like a shuttle, singing together with the rain outside, ticking endlessly. I am also chewing the warmth that I have forgotten for many years. Since I saw your message, I know that you don’t surf the internet very much. While in my spare time, I like reading the words of space, reprinting articles that I think are superior, and no longer chatting with netizens. The days are like the spring water in the river, flowing murmingly, gone forever. I am also in such a time, waiting for the future I don’t know? Therefore, reading online texts is my only sustenance. On another sunny weekend, I turned on the computer as usual and watched Su’s vicissitudes prose “A Lotus waiting for love”. Just read a paragraph, I saw you. I very happy. You said: Hello, olive tree! I said: Hello, Feng! I’m glad to meet you. I also like Sanmao’s words, especially olive trees, so I left a message for you. I saw it, thank you Feng! This is the record of my first chat with you. You are totally different from others. No nonsense, clean and neat. The feeling you gave me was subtle and kind. There was an unspeakable mystery that attracted me unconsciously. Later, you found that I reprinted a lot of logs. I remember that after the article “man’s domineering and tenderness”, you wrote me a sentence: use your literary talent to write your own diary, feng likes reading, which is your humble encouragement. I gradually picked up the ink that has been put aside for more than ten years. I quietly put the gratitude and enthusiasm of the heavenly daughter spreading flowers in my heart. After your message, I wrote a Willow insert to prevent Chun from knowing that we are silently on the journey of life, create an eternal spring with your heart and pen! Later, I tried to write mood proses until today, such as listening to the spirit of rain, keeping that innocence, I am a drop of water lying in the spoon and so on, more than 200 articles. Despite stumbling, childish and clumsy, there are a lot of shortcomings. But you are patient to read every article, and you are not patient to pick up other words and sick sentences for me, or write your thoughts on my dialog box one by one. Every time I see those pertinent and sincere suggestions, the warmth in my heart is always pouring out, and the touching and gratitude are mixed in it. One year is not long in one’s life. But for me, it is different. This year, I was very happy and had a free and easy life. To be honest, there is also your factor, because you are an optimistic and sunny person, always infecting me imperceptibly. The saying, Usually, men have subjective initiative; Sound and the ring Qing,-shaped regular shadow straight. This is true, I firmly believe it. Although you have a relatively fixed and well-paid job, you are still not satisfied with the status quo. You have partnered with your old colleague to open a mid-range restaurant. However, due to unexpected changes in the middle, you have to exchange. During that time, you used it alone for several people, and you lost more than 20 Jin without losing weight. In this case, you are still happy. You said, “it doesn’t matter. If you work harder, you can save money and avoid disaster.” I admire your measurement and generosity from my heart. Now, you still do some other work after work and off work to earn more money to supplement your family. However, you spend a penny on yourself. You often wear work clothes, which is the same throughout the year. In the unit, you are a Communist Party member and also an advanced worker. You always actively participate in the Blackboard newspaper and painting exhibition of the labor union, and often win prizes. Although your time is very limited while you are busy, you always encourage and care for me. Every time around 22 o’clock in the evening, you should send me a rest on time! I saw the words, and felt like a little sun, which made my whole body warm and my heart sweet. At home or at work, if I encounter something unsatisfactory, I always like to write it down with a pen before I feel relieved. But you always like to be my first reader, analyzing and dealing with these haze in my heart timely and reasonably. I am always happy to get to know you and enjoy the wonderful time I share with you. Although I am still ashamed, I have not given you any practical help and strength. But you said: I am already very satisfied. I have learned to be strong and persistent from you. I can’t help being speechless. But casually looking up out of the window, the sky is still fine. May cherry blossoms are extremely enchanting, and those pink petals are still smiling. I am just like one of them. There are still many words in my heart, the wind, have you heard it? DEDECMS 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. 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Memory, an unforgettable song

There will always be a pause in a song and a breakpoint in a memory. Now my thoughts are flying, wandering at the breakpoint of memory, pulling …… growing up is a very wonderful thing, which makes me learn to protect myself, but it is always scarred; it makes me learn to be strong, but it always makes me feel tired. What is the symbol of maturity? Can you laugh and cry, or cry and say regret? Is it to obliterate the innocence, or give up the seemingly ignorance at first? After a long time, when I recollected all my experiences, I finally realized that a person has a mature way, a person has a continuation of a person’s story, which is unique, and my destiny is E major. I don’t know what others think of me. I just want to live my own life. It is not groundless for me to tell my story so sad. I think my life is dramatic and ridiculous. I can’t control the confusion of my thoughts or my feelings. I always pursue and want to be a quiet person, but every time I end up quickly. I just want to live a simple and quiet life, but I can’t get what I want. Many previous ideas have been grinded by reality and become no longer angular. This is my past, whether I like it or not. Now I have a lot of negative emotions, which seem to be sentimental. In fact, they are euphemistic expressions of my true feelings. Everyone knows this and that truth, but it is just a problem that Xi is not used to changing. I don’t know whether this change is a kind of growth or betrayal to my past. I only know that I am not used to this kind of change. I feel that I am like a river, which originates from the ordinary land. Continuous running is my lifelong pursuit and the meaning of my life. Maybe the scenery on the way is beautiful and gorgeous, full of temptation and excitement. But as a river, I should have my own duty. Running is my endless life. I am a river, ignoring the blue clouds in the sky and the boundless Scenery of birds and flowers on both sides, but just running towards the direction of the sea blindly. I am eager for the courage of the sea and the surging waves, so I give up the joy and satisfaction for a moment, because I know that when facing the sea, the spring will bloom. I long for such flowers and a natural and unrestrained life. So I hope that I am such a river and can work hard for that kind of life. People like to recall, or how can I keep thinking about memories and chatter? Maybe it was in a certain afternoon, the moment when the light and shadow shook my eyes, or at a certain dusk, when the fallen leaves were floating for a moment, the inexplicable throb in my heart was the source of my memory. There is always a trance illusion, which can’t tell whether the people and things in these memories are my stories or others’ stories. Some people leave without returning, and some people leave and never meet again. If I were still in my memory, I could laugh wildly, cry happily, be heartless and enjoy it. If I were still that little boy, I wouldn’t feel that living is also a kind of decadence. In the past, I was unrestrained and presumptuous, and happy made me jealous. Maybe youth and beauty are always fleeting, we should not be too nostalgic, but it is because of the short-lived that it is beautiful, I recall it because of its beauty. Today, I look at the past through the fleeting years, and I never forget the simple smiling face at that time. Looking at the strange face, what I expected was the face in my memory. Looking at the bustling street, I imagined it was the corner of that summer, hiding my mind and secret. Now I am no longer the original me, is it changed by others or my own mind? I once recalled that I, the one who didn’t suffer any harm and persisted in believing in feelings, would raise the corners of my mouth. Thinking of that white shirt and those pure white boys and girls, there will always be a feeling of vicissitudes. How could it be? In just a few years, what has changed is the purity and happiness that can never be possessed again. Time is really terrible, gradually devouring our inherent youth and life like a fire snake. The pain like death is entangled between these losses and gains, wandering in forgetting and memory. If I were still me, I wouldn’t live like this. I wouldn’t let you lose those proud pure white so easily. I will try my best to keep that bright smiling face and that little me. But that’s just if, I am still me. The sky has been dark for too long, and the next stop is bright happiness. I will seize it. 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…

Storage little memory

Unload the burden, abandon the troubles, and walk all the way with your mood. Through the overlapping mountains, the reflection is like real ripples. Unrestrained and intriguing, it seems vicissitudes. Laughter and whispers, rippling in the green mountains and waters. I tried hard to enjoy the rare relaxation, and smiled slightly. The mountain stream sealed up a little lonely memory. Like (prose editor: Rain dancing alone) 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…

Looking back lost youth

I didn’t expect to spend the best time in my life in this deserted and tranquil Gobi; I didn’t even think about living and working in the place I intended to give up for the whole life. But the arrangement of fate made me settle down here. Maybe the reason why I stayed here for a long time made me feel very kind to the grass, trees, mountains and waters here, even bit by bit. This kind feeling is very like mother counting the family affairs like a few treasures, and also like mother caressing and whispering to children. It makes people have all kinds of feelings that are not clear. In spite of this, there was still a burst of emotion and emotion that was hard to tell in my heart, which instantly permeated the deep and shallow footprints I had traveled on this land. In my spare time, I strolled quietly on the winding path of the park. Sometimes involuntarily down Park stone steps to top, look lv cheng around, lv cheng everything, glance. There is a feeling of eight faces facing the wind. In the West, the vast Gobi Desert, in the east, the rolling Niushou Mountain. In the south, there are many factories, and the pipe network is intertwined with the production area. I stood on the top of the mountain and watched carefully. It seems to be the first time to look at the place where you work and live every day and consume your emotions and youth in such a careful and novel way. All kinds of strange ideas inevitably come into being in your heart. As if reading an article that I have already read, although I am familiar with it, it still resonates with people. The eyes looking around were like reading word by word in front of a book. The factory which had sweat recorded the youth was also like the chapter that touched me in the article. I know that most people love the glittering silver aluminum products and the more beautiful aluminum packaging materials, but who knows the complicated and tedious aluminum smelting process, who can experience the special environment and hard work. Being in that long and narrow factory, people’s first reaction is muggy and smoky. Hundreds of electrolytic cells filled with anode rods are neatly arranged on the north and south sides of the factory like black warships. From time to time, aluminum crane and shell-beating machine rumble in the factory. The sound was like a train leaving the station, as well as an aeroplane taking off, which made people feel palpitation and panic. The snow-white alumina powder on the surface of electrolytic cell shell melts the medium of electrolytic solution. Under the action of strong electric current, it moves ceaselessly in the cell chamber through huge carbon blocks and electrochemical reactions, boiling. It also gives off dazzling luster when dissolving. If you place yourself around the electrolytic cell, there will be a heat wave blowing immediately. The gas emitted in the cell contains hydrogen fluoride gas, which makes people feel extremely choking. If you don’t wear protective equipment, I feel skin and flesh hurt immediately. The blazing flame emitted from the gap of the shell surface, the flame spurted out from the shell surface one by one, either or without, and with the heavy smoke rising towards the top of the factory building, filled. Gradually enveloped the factory, blocking our sight and melting sweat and alumina powder into the red liquid. Once upon a time, an electrolytic man like me used hard-working hands to make shells, process, blanking, pull rods, lift busbars, and produce aluminum, the liquid needed by the enterprise is produced in a series of unknown special operations, and then carried out by vacuum bag, sent to casting, forged into semi-finished products, and transported to all parts of the country by train, supporting the modernization of our motherland also creates our tomorrow and future. Once, I was the same worker as me. Under the high temperature of over 50 degrees centigrade, I wore a cape hat, a protective cover on my face, a white work suit, a long felt boots on my feet, a stuffy hand on my hands and shuttling around the electrolytic cell. Therefore, the work clothes became brown and yellow, giving off rotten sour gas. Sometimes, the work clothes on that body can be screwed out of the water after work, sometimes in special circumstances, they have to work overtime, so tired that they even have no strength to take a bath after work. Many workers can’t stand the posts with high intensity, high magnetic field, high radiation and high pollution. They resigned one after another, transferred their posts and even fled their posts, of course, most of the young workers like me persisted in overcoming their health and various unfavorable factors. Repeat monotonous work from Shell beating, processing, blanking and Rod pulling, guarding the heavy equipment. Day after day, year after year, the youth and years condensed with sweat are sent away, while the rewards are new records of improving quality and reducing consumption, as well as honors gained by sweat one by one. As a former frontline electrolyzer, I am steadfast in my heart and have a clear conscience for my previous efforts. We smelt with white raw materials and sweat. We not only smelt silver glittering ordinary aluminum ingots, but also smelt high value-added round aluminum, it further refined our tough and shiny quality like aluminum ingots and strong will. Since the moment when the Iron Heart stayed here, he abandoned all selfish thoughts and devoted himself to the construction of qingaluminum, the labor of the enterprise taking off, and realized his life dream, the navigation mark at the helm of fate. Therefore, I don’t worry myself about my bad career any more, and don’t sleep and eat hard because of the bad job environment any more. I am no longer afraid of my hands and feet for I am an electrolytic worker, and I am no longer a classmate because I am an electrolytic worker. My friends can’t lift their heads. Facing the working brothers like me, my heart is open and happy. From them, I can see the unique quality of the Chinese nation, which is hard-working, persistent and fearless, and brave. This is a spirit of unity and endeavor. And these are what those young boys who walk out of school don’t have. They remind me of poplar trees in northwest plateau. Straight dry, straight branches. Towering, indomitable, against the northwest wind. In the process of getting along with them day and night, I was impressed by their spirit of being strong and striving for progress, and also admired by their strong vitality like poplar trees, which could not be tortured or oppressed. Because of their participation, there are lots of models that are willing to contribute to the enterprise, so that the enterprise can develop and grow continuously, and the enterprise can prosper day by day. In the late 1980 s and early 1990 s, the World Aluminum industry also entered a period of rapid development. The growth rate of aluminum production, consumption and trade volume will be significantly higher than that of other non-ferrous metals. Aluminum will be in transportation, people take the place of traditional industrial raw materials such as steel in industries such as packaging and construction. Aluminum has also become the most important metal material in industrial production. As a large state-owned enterprise, qingaluminum is also the same as other national aluminum enterprises. Due to the strong demand for aluminum and the rapid rise of aluminum prices, the enterprise is facing unprecedented opportunities for development. A dynamic state-owned enterprise is displayed on the land of Ningxia. At the same time, it has also become one of the eight famous aluminum enterprises nationwide. It also envied people from factories, mines and enterprises around, and made themselves complacent about the decision to stay here at first. In the 1990 s, I just left school not long ago. Energetic and carefree. The time beyond eight hours is very abundant. I don’t want to squander my life in vain and waste my golden youth in meaningless activities. Then he took up professional books and combined with his own position to make himself a person who has a strong position in the enterprise, the unit and the position. With the direction and motivation to move forward, I began to learn skills and accumulate experience from workers, making myself a qualified young worker and an excellent team leader. So beside the electrolytic cell and in front of the old master, there was a silly boy who learned lessons, which was my epitome. In the intense and busy work, day after day, the hard-working quality and honest and simple style of the worker master deeply influenced me, infected and nurtured me. Youth is colorful, youth is gorgeous. Youth is also a process from childish to mature. Yes, only when we taste and feel it attentively can we know its taste. Looking back on my youth and the place where I spent the most precious youth in my life, at this moment, I am deeply touched, and from time to time I can feel the ups and downs of my heart like waves aroused by the high wind! Entering the new century, with the supply and demand of aluminum market becoming more and more balanced and the central emphasis on eliminating self-cultivation tanks, a revolution of technological transformation and expansion of electrolytic aluminum enterprises is inevitable. In addition, most of the enterprise equipments are self-cultivation tanks forced to be eliminated by the central government. This makes the enterprise fall into an unprecedented dilemma. Seeing that the aluminum base, which has experienced 40 years of ups and downs and has been poured with the sweat of several generations of young aluminum people, is gradually on the verge of desperation. At the critical moment, the factory leadership actively financed with a far-sighted spirit, the implementation of technological transformation and expansion and reconstruction made the enterprise Aluminum reborn immediately. During this period, I gradually faded away my childishness and youth. I no longer look forward to the impulse of going out of school, but prefer the maturity and generosity shown by my colleagues. At this moment, I will not forget the touching scenes of the production of the 200 Qianan pre-cultivation electrolysis series, which are still fresh in my memory and deeply fixed in my mind. At that time, facing the dilemma of the enterprise, most young people of my age, without any reference to the experience and technology of pre-training slot, fully developed that the youth aluminum people are particularly able to endure hardship, the spirit of fighting hard is particularly good. Under the unfavorable condition that all technologies are in the exploratory stage, relying on the continuous encouragement of factory leaders and the full support of brother units, finally, the 200 Qian’an pre-cultivation electrolytic cell was successfully put into production, which changed the history of qingaluminum without pre-cultivation electrolytic cell. For the subsequent transformation of the old series, 350 Qian’an, as well as the 400 Qian’an electrolytic cell put into production in Ningdong, providing technical basis and talent reserve. At this moment, I won’t forget some production backbones like me. In order to put the early series into production smoothly, I waited beside the electrolytic cell day and night, and the factory became a temporary home. I had some lunch box when I was hungry, thirsty, drink some tap water, sleepy, take a nap in front of the table in the monitoring room, and then exchange other workers. In this way, under our careful management and maintenance, electrolytic cells started smoothly one after another. When bags of aluminum liquid were pulled out and sent to cast and processed into silver-white aluminum ingots, everyone burst into bright smiles on their tired faces, all the difficulties and efforts are worthwhile. During the production of 200 Qian’an, we gave up the small family. In order to devote myself to putting into production, I didn’t care about picking up my son who was still in kindergarten. Some workmate’s parents couldn’t care about visiting because of illness, so I had to entrust other relatives to help me, and even a workmate’s wife was in labor, he needed to take care of him, but he thought it was for the overall situation and for the sake of qingaluminum, so he had to devote himself to work with deep guilt and hand over the important task of taking care of his wife in labor to his friend’s wife. As for these, I don’t know. The employees have the same idea as me. Since they are engaged in this career, they should give full play to their own light and heat. Writing here, I couldn’t help thinking of the words that Paul, the protagonist of how steel was made, said to inspire countless people: life is the most precious thing for human beings. Life is only once for everyone, and one’s life should be spent like this: when he looks back on the past, he will not regret for wasting his time, nor will he be ashamed for doing nothing; On his deathbed, he can say: my whole life and energy are dedicated to the most magnificent cause in the world to fight for the Liberation of mankind. Indeed, human life is short. We should exert infinite value in limited life, do what we want to do, and realize our dreams step by step. In this way, in the winter of life, you can have no guilt and regret, do not regret your wasted time, regret everything you missed, because you have played your infinite value, and you have no regrets. With the production of the 200 Qian’an electrolysis series, the 350 Qian’an electrolysis series also started construction. The first and second phase of the series also began to gradually eliminate the outdated upper slots and transform them into advanced technologies, pre-cultivation tank with high productivity and good efficiency. Have 200 ka series, plus and began production of 350 Ka series, and old series technical transformation, make Qinghai aluminum electrolytic aluminum production capacity increased to 580,000 tons, it made qingaluminum climb to the peak of large State-owned enterprises, becoming a famous large enterprise of single electrolytic aluminum nationwide, changing the original passive situation, and the enterprises also began to recover. On December 26, it was a day worth remembering for qingaluminum people. Because on this day, a new company appeared in front of qingaluminum people: Ningxia Qingtongxia energy Aluminum Group Co., Ltd. of China Power Investment Corporation was formally established, it is an enterprise after the strategic reorganization of qingaluminum and China Power Investment Group Co., Ltd. It is a newly emerging super-large energy enterprise with coal, electricity and aluminum products as the leading factor following the trend of reform, keeping pace with the times and connecting with the world. After the reorganization of the enterprise, focus on market, strengthen marketing, lay a solid foundation management, go all out control losses reduced losses, reducing efficiency, achieve profitability, company total assets by reorganization of 12.9 billion yuan to 16.8 billion yuan, electrolytic aluminum production capacity by 430,000 to 850,000 tons, become group company important aluminum development platform, important to talent conveying platform and aluminum plate main enterprise. After the year of establishment and entering the year of no confusion, I will share the fate with my enterprise. As always, we stick to poverty, be willing to be lonely, and spare no effort to make our own meager contribution to the development of the enterprise. In return for everything the company once gave me. Having spent the most precious youth time in the enterprise, I have no regrets. I can also proudly say that my youth is without regrets. 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Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Open the window

How many colors can a flower have, what kind of dialogue can a person have, and how much helplessness can a dusty heart have? Just because the heart window has not been opened for a long time. For the past and the future, please open the heart window gently to let the sunshine shine into the lonely window. Once upon a time, my friend once said to me: If life needs restraint, then pursuit is the best tool. Listening to the almost sad sigh, I said nothing but silence. A trace of sadness flashed in your eyes, then what should you do if life refuses you one day? I asked myself lightly. I don’t know what kind of past the years have to accumulate, and we understand the perseverance like the annual rings. The past like the annual rings can really witness the growth of a person? One day, I wanted to try my best to catch the bright beam in my life, but when I tried my best, I found that I was still helpless, so I lowered my head silently, close Your Own SangYu land, close your heart. In the most beautiful years, I gave silent and rebellious youth. I chose to be calm and silent. I told myself that there was nothing that I could not give up, but only needed some time. Because those people I once loved, suddenly looking back, have already been different. Face calmly, Miss people, miss things, like smoke. Because those who miss will become passers-by, that is, passers-by will become others’ scenery, right? It’s just such a time, such a moment, memory raid, don’t feel tears, in fact, I hate this kind of myself more. Can’t really pick up, can’t really grasp, that kind of real-like blurred brings only indescribable loneliness again and again. The past has disappeared in the hourglass of time, but what qualifications do I have and why do I have to stick to it and not let go. In countless dark nights, I looked up, whether it was the darkness of the night or the bright starlight hanging over my world? I have been looking for the stars all over the sky, the shining light and the direction of my soul. Is it true that only in such a quiet night can I feel relieved and open my heart, quietly banish the sadness and sadness from the bottom of my heart …… will I show weakness one day and put down all my strength. I only wish that the years will be fine, that is, if the sunny day is OK, I will not be so strong any more, I don’t burn the people around me so stubbornly any more. If I can, I will definitely lower my posture to the dust. Only in most of the years, I have given all my passion to struggle, A persistent and pursuit of life drives me to move forward, all emotions can only be attributed to plain, all sadness can only be hidden, and all strength must be displayed, because I don’t want to sink, not willing to fall, so I would rather choose to smile with tears than cry and say regret. A layer of pale, smeared with layers of annual rings, transformed into a wound of memory and a deep heart of vicissitudes. Maybe I am doomed to not see the stars all over the sky tonight, but I will not give up chasing tomorrow and smearing the supporting role of life on the walls of the ivory tower with my heart, the purple wind chimes of youth were looking through that book of ancient books in shallow costumes, which could not be interpreted, but also did not need to be interpreted. Every day I think about different problems and feel different troubles. There is a feeling of life between heaven and earth, like a Traveller. Many things need to learn to be safe and not only the current situation. Life is the same. If the peace in the comfortable pool can never flow into the sea, but if it is allowed to flow freely, it may break into the desert wasteland and dry up. Only when it is uneasy about peace, only if you don’t allow yourself to flow can you keep running. Gently pushed open the window which had been closed for a long time, and the dust bounced away. A cold wind blew into my heart, making my mind clear and relieved a lot, because no one belongs to anyone, no one has the responsibility to stay for whom, right? Many dreams disappear in the wind that comes and goes before they can be caught. They think quietly for a moment, pause for a moment, and suddenly become enlightened. The scenery along the way and the lost beauty, even though they are all helpless, time will not stop for this, we still need to move forward. When the world goes through, no one can find the original self, the familiar but unfamiliar scenery and humanity, I was already quietly covered by the hourglass of time when I turned around. Bend down, gently pick up the bright beam, smile, and move on 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…

Happy Birthday

Today is your birthday. It’s really good to have a dream-like age and a rain-like youth. I hope you are happy today in The Silence of the night, I will be happy every day in the future. The memory is coming in such a night with the smell of rain. I can’t help thinking a lot. The accidental intersection of people in life leaves a lot of feelings that you can’t let go. I think everything is over, today, you should be brand new, and open another door of life again. Without the rain of the old days, tomorrow’s Sky hopes to be washed blue, or there are a few idle clouds, which should be the best decoration and foil for your new life and new beginning. Birthday is with expectation and slight dream, because on that day many years ago, you came to this world. That day is solemn and the starting point of life, it is the beginning of a dream. I think there are a lot of people spending with you today. Your happiness has been shared and magnified and witnessed by many people. Today is unforgettable, just like a delicate and beautiful bookmark stuck in your thick life book, you may turn up this bookmark by chance, former light and shadow will 1.1 drops slowly from the space-time deep coming, with today’s respiratory, smell of the wind, let you perceive time withered fragrance. There are many choices in life, many people choose to remember, but some people will choose to forget. But no matter what kind of choice, it will gradually become plain in the end, and the memory will only remain calm. So what I hope is your peace of mind, because peace of mind is closer to your heart, a kind of maturity and a precious state of mind. When the past rain no longer refreshes the past memories, when a road begins another strange legend, what I want to say is to give myself a warmth and a smile in my heart, only living with heart can there be no hatred and regret. The road has texture and reality because of feet, youth has dreams and can have direction and fly, while the strangeness in the distance is the most charming place in life! Happy birthday! If you have a happy life every day, you don’t have to care about how your birthday is. 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…

Lu flowers

On a public holiday in early autumn, several friends from the oil field came to see me. After lunch, they proposed to visit the reed marshes in cirri River, because friends from the oil field had not seen what the reed marshes really were. We drove along a straight gravel road to the depth of the reed marshes. There were dense reeds on both sides of the road. We had to find a high place to watch the spectacular scene of the reed marshes at this time, otherwise, you can see nothing. The reed which is tall than one person covers people’s sight, and you can only feel like being in the vast green ocean. There was a rugged fork in the road ahead. The car couldn’t get in. We abandoned the car and walked deep. A river brake appeared in front of us, the six-meter-wide river stretches to the distance, and there are simple houses built by Reed field workers here on the River dam. After chatting with them, we know that it is here to contract Reed field to raise crabs, and fish farming and fishing in ditches and ponds. Knowing that we were here to play, the workers told us that we could see the beautiful scenery of reed marshes after walking more than 500 further, and there was also a little red beach inside. After hearing this, we were all excited and walked in along the High River dam. The high reeds on both sides covered the narrow river dam. We walked forward while pulling reeds. Some friends in high heels were inconvenient to walk on the dirt road, we have to wait slowly. More than 10 minutes later, our eyes were bright and the front was open. We came to the high damp-proof embankment, and we could see the vast reed marshes. The spectacular scene couldn’t help exclaiming. At this time, the reed flowers have begun to bloom. Looking far away, the white reed flowers are like snow and floc, floating on the Reed Sea with the wind. Nearby, the sorghum red flower buds are like fire against the dark green Reed and sunshine, xia. The winding river twined under the Reed green veil like a jade ribbon. Hundreds of waterbirds such as egrets and black-billed gulls are wandering freely in the nearby pond. As we approach, they are constantly swimming far away, keeping a certain distance from us all the time, in order not to disturb these leisurely waterbirds, we will not move forward. On the broad river beach on the left, there are patches of alkali pengcao growing, which is really a spectacular little red beach. The vast reed landscape gives people too much reverie and mystery. Not only is the scenery beautiful and spectacular here shocking people, but the deep Reed landscape also contains rich wealth. People make full use of the water to raise fish and crabs. We came to the edge of a river branch, and we were catching up with people fishing off the net. The scene in front of me reminded me of the scene when we were fishing in the early 70s of the last century. At that time, I was just a teenager. I had a very good friend Xiaohai. When studying, we often studied problems together. When we went home, we played together. He often lived in my house, live with me. Xiaohai is very good at fishing. He often pulls me to ride a bicycle and carry a fishing net to the far river to fish in the net at night. When the reed flowers bloom, it is also the time when the fish, fat and crab are fragrant. We find the place where the reed grows on both sides of the Strait and prepare to go off the net. Xiaohai said, where there are many reeds, there are many fish, because fish have to eat aquatic plants and living creatures under reeds. The net we downloaded was called Dou Net. First, we put a row of stakes in the river about two meters away, and then tied the net to the stakes. The bottom of the net stepped into the mud with our feet and smoothed it, in order to avoid being washed up by the water, the upper outline of the net determines how high it is to lift according to the speed of the water flow and the amount of debris on the river surface. After getting off the net, we set up an arched shack with bamboo leather on the shore, covered with plastic cloth, covered with grass and mosquito nets, We also brought some dry food to prepare for starvation at night. When night fell, Xiao Hai and I were lying in the shack chatting. Listening to the sound of fish jumping in the river, we felt very excited and excited. Xiao Hai said, we can’t catch the fish jumping on the river. All we catch are catfish swimming against the bottom of the water. The net will start every 2 hours or so, and at the same time, check whether there is any place that the net is washed up by water. It is already Mid-Autumn Festival, and the water is very cold at night. Generally, the water is around the waist. Before we get into the water, we need to order a pile of fire, and immediately warm it with fire after coming up. Although it was cold in the middle of the night, I could not mention how happy I was when I saw the fresh fish and crabs. I forgot everything else. At that time, crabs were worthless, especially big ones, which cost only 5 cents each. Therefore, we were not interested in Crabs. Generally, we let go of smaller crabs. In order to avoid drowsiness and cold at night, we burnt crabs on the fire to eat. The yellow and fat crabs were cooked to eat, and the taste was very delicious. Sometimes we also pull some newly ripe soybeans on the edge of the dam and eat them on fire. The soybeans and big crabs with woody flavor are really the most beautiful and delicious food in the world! At that time, there were still a lot of fish in the river. Every time we went offline, we could gain a lot. We sold the fish we caught to buy learning tools and books. Later, the number of people who went off the net gradually increased, and the number of fish became fewer and fewer. Now there are almost no big fish, The variety of fish is also less, and there is no fish in the general River ditch. I remember when I was young, once my father and my uncle went off the net, the catfish caught one night were fully loaded with a small donkey cart in our neighbor’s house, I heard that there was a big catfish blocking the NET Core, and that net only covered one of them. At that time, it was raining heavily. There were fish in the ruts, and we often went to catch fish in the ruts after rain. I still remember that my grandfather and others set up a net on a wide river far away from home. Sometimes I went there to play with fish when playing. One noon, grandpa stewed a pot of fresh catfish for us. Grandpa took out the fish’s internal organs and put blood into the pot without any oil. He stewed it on fire for a long time, that meal was the most fragrant and delicious catfish I had ever eaten. I have never eaten such a good fish any more. Now if you want to see that bigger fish are all cultivated. We waited by the river with curiosity and excitement to see the fishes caught by the fishermen, and to see if we could give us a surprise. Let me review the past scene again. The fishermen went ashore, looking at the net pocket, there are not many fish thrown, also called sea catfish, which inevitably disappointed us and made me feel that the past time was no longer the same. But anyway, the fishermen finally got something. For friends from the oil field, such a scene was enough to excite them. Everyone shouted to buy some fish and crabs to eat. Therefore, we came to the river gate again. At this time, they had already caught many river crabs, and some fish and shrimps. Friends bought some of them, I bought some corn from the farmers who planted corn near the dam and went back to eat it. Now the dinner is complete! Everyone happily left the charming and rich reed marshes to enjoy the products of the reed marshes! 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…

Rain

It rained for the first time in Mengcheng. At dinner, the rain rested, and the air was cold and awe-inspiring, which made people’s nervous nerves relax immediately. I remembered Wang Wei’s poem: the weather is late in autumn after the new rain in the empty mountain. It was summer, and such a sudden heavy rain reminded people of such verses with refreshing coolness. I walked out of the door. The Moonlight flows abruptly in this extraordinarily quiet village. There was a sound of frogs, and there was sparkling water shining on the fields of Voo wild field. Everything inevitably made people remember old people, so I took out my mobile phone and sent a text message. The moon is really big after rain. The air is also fresh, but the power went out. After a while, I received a text message, apparently she didn’t know my identity. You is? She said. Flowers! I reply past. After that, we talked a little more and became silent with each other. The hometown in the old days was Jiangxi. I forgot how we got to know each other at the beginning. After all, it was because of words that her wonderful writing was made. We have never seen each other, but we simply live in our own world. But the impression she gave me was gentle, and she was able to write words with a mouth and a heart. I believe she can balance family chores with words with ease. At the same time, he is a good wife and mother. The old words are full of Zen, fresh and refined, and sometimes there is a strong smell of fireworks. Reading her words was like looking through black and white photos one after another. Those fragmentary memories came to her, with a heavy breath of life, and also like an old song with slow rhythm! When reading the old “father”, I suddenly associated with Lin Haiyin’s “old story of South City”. Their colors are so consistent and gray, and their voices are devious. There are few ups and downs in martial arts novels. However, with the narration of memory, it can’t help moving people. The old words gave me such an image. On such a night, on this deserted path, I thought while walking. The trail under my feet has been built for two years. From west to east, it leads to the vast field. At midnight, villagers working in the fields returned home in twos and threes. I walked on the long road alone, feeling very disappointed. There was a gust of cool breeze blowing towards me. A person walked on this long road for a long time, feeling cold. So, I turned around and went back. When I returned to the house, it was dark. I blackened the mosquito incense and crawled to the bed. It was quiet around. Sometimes, a few gray clouds floated around the moon. The branches of birch trees have obviously extended to the front of the window not far away. After the Rain wetted the leaves, they felt extremely spirited. I stared blankly at all this outside the window, just like a dream. After a while, the sky began to rain again. The ticking rain brought people into another layer of delusion. When I was young, I was unambitious and wasted all day in the state of epilepsy. The time at that time may be as bright and ethereal as the moonlight before the rain, but it is beyond reach. Time flies. In a flash, so many years passed quietly. At this moment, galloping past, a kind of pain arises in my heart. As if the prisoner was put on the guillotine, I regret it. What did I catch? Twenty-two years old. In the dark, I questioned myself sadly. At that time, except for the heavy breath, there was only endless silence in the empty room. Lu Xun once said: If you don’t break out in silence, you will perish in silence. I think I am standing on the edge of extinction. The rain is getting bigger and bigger, and the rain is pouring like pouring. I recalled Song Jiang Jie’s famous Yu Meiren. The young man listened to the red candle on the upstairs of the Rain Pavilion. Prime rain guest boat in jiang kuo cloud low broken goose call Creek Wind. Now hearing the joys and sorrows under the stove of monk Yu, he was always Ruthless. He divided his life into three stages. But at this time, I had his current mentality and another kind of passion that the old man talked about the youth crazily. It was in this complex state of mind that let me steal a floating life for half a day and imagine the purity of remaining Lotus and listening to the rain in this calm night. A gust of wind blew from the window, carrying the wet rain. This is not a stable wind! How much passion it has made me awake from endless delusion. How much it looks like me, and my heart is full of anxiety and throbbing in youth. This rainy night makes my heart clear. 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…

Mood text

Today is Valentine’s Day. The atmosphere on the street is really good. The gift on Valentine’s Day makes people dazzling. I took a rose from someone else, which makes people feel very strange. It’s very romantic at such an old age. In order to prescribe medicine for my mother, I went to the hospital and gave it to my mother in light rain. While I was walking in the small street, I felt the drizzle on the street was smooth and crisp, and the grass color looked near from a distance but there was nothing. Scenery. Passing by the park on the way, the rain fell on the grass, moist and silent. Negative ions and oxygen ions lined up to spread from the lawn to all sides. I took a deep breath and enjoyed the welfare given by the grass. I went back to my mother and saw her watching TV alone. I felt that she was very pitiful, but she made me feel very angry when she started to play. I helped her to do this all day long, I didn’t hear her saying a good word about that, but I was confused all day long, thinking that today this was gone and that was moved by someone, which made me confused, I had to go to work all day and had a rest occasionally. I prescribed medicine for her and paid the utilities. I had to listen to her endless nagging. I couldn’t stand it. Besides, I had to pay for my family, but she is almost 90 years old, and maybe she has cognitive impairment, but I can’t accept it, but I always get angry with her and argue with her. My sisters use various reasons, she didn’t come to relieve her boredom personally. She was afraid that she would pay too much for her old-age care. She thought that one monk carried water to drink, two monks carried water to drink, and three monks had no water to drink. I am annoyed by these common things. When I was annoyed by these common things, a group of disorganized words were grazing deep in my heart, so I went home quickly, typed these words in the computer, and combed my sensitive mood with a disordered word, A persistent dream. Those jumping words, like spring breeze lingering at my fingertips, like drizzle moistening my heart, as well as a gentle melody lingering in my heart, washing away my exhaustion. However, I met my sister again on the internet. She asked her mother, and I was so angry that I said to her, who was not raised by mother and mother? How old people are, why don’t you come to greet me in person and ask me to convey that it is useless to be unfilial when you are born and cry when you are dead? My mother is getting older and older year by year, and she doesn’t want to make the elderly happy, having a happy old age, but leaving her alone facing the TV, can she say that her daughters are filial? It was written that I was annoyed again. I did filial piety but was not recognized, which was also my helplessness. So open computer, Listening to the songs of grassland, I seemed to see my words like white sheep, leisurely and loose, and my pen and plate were like sheep whips in my hands. Blogs are like broad grasslands, which can accommodate these cheerful sheep. In this group of words, the sweetness of love and depression have become my motivation to make progress after being soaked in words, and the warm and touching things are also flowing in my words. Life has made me bound with words, so I will stick to it and make them beautiful in my life. Troubled me, I searched a few pictures in the computer, and they were so beautiful. The sun shone on the mountain and the mountain was yellow, and the shadow reflected in the lake was so beautiful, there is also a picture of chrysanthemum, the flower in bud is golden and blooming like a sunflower. I collect these beauties in my blog. Sometimes I turned it out and looked at it. It faded out and faded away. I was involved in the storm of annoyance again. That kind of helplessness, that kind of helplessness, that kind of regret, I really don’t know what my sisters think about in the aspect of old-age care, ask me, I will listen to my sisters to arrange, of course, work plans and personal summaries should be written at work, I still have to do some detailed work. I have to arrange what to eat today, what to wear tomorrow, and the hygiene should be cleaned. Many instant thoughts struggle and shout in the middle of my mind, looking forward to the miracle, struggling to dock. In the suffering, I felt tired and tired all day long, so I wanted to calm down and think about it. Common things are our living space. Sincerity, kindness, love and dreams grow in the soil of common things. In common things, we should learn to be grateful, grateful and grateful, and understand mother’s advice, you should share your sister’s troubles, be good at smiling at Flowers, be diligent in trying your heart, and be willing to get married with kindness. People are human beings. It is very difficult to get out of the silt like lotus flowers without being dyed. Maybe you have created beauty, but you are often watched by clowns. Maybe you have devoted your love, however, you are often alienated by the loved ones. Maybe you pursue the truth but fall into the void. Maybe you yearn for richness but go to plain, but this is exactly the charm of the secular world. 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…

Never Flowers in never dreams

In fact, most of the time, I also have the expression in an article. Suddenly I feel tired. I have already passed the agreement. What I love is just the clouds of the past. The beauty of the past is really fleeting. On the court, on the turf, in the dormitory, I don’t know how much courage to leave a city where I live, some people say that they will be nostalgic and reluctant. I think it should be a formed established habit. Someone once asked me, you have traveled to so many cities, don’t you have any concerns? I smiled, which city can give me a stable habitat? Maybe I am too picky! With such a group of children’s papers, their hearts are dark. They always feel confused about the future. Although they have been working hard, where is the end of the struggle? IguessIhavenoidea! Now, for many people and things printed in my heart, I pay more attention to them silently, smile secretly, and thank them for appearing in my life, let my memory not be so pale and gloomy! Sometimes, a computer on hanged 3 PCs QQ, take a QQ and another speech, Hello, recently was good? Hey, isn’t it good recently? What? I don’t like myself now, mortgage slave? The circle of life is getting smaller and smaller, and I dare not participate in the gathering of friends. I feel that I am calculating every day, reducing my life to every minute, every second, every dollar and every corner. After thinking about enriching life, I found that a fixed way of thinking had been formed and another summer was coming. The story was constantly updated. However, will it be cold this summer? 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…