From “four-step bookstore” to “rare leisure study”

I will continue to stay with this city in another way 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…

On the way, I always walk alone

On the way, I always walk alone

The smoke is dark at dusk, and it is quiet and cool. The lights cover the dusk, and the ink is recorded under the clear glow. Inscription Yang Muyun eliminates the wind and waterfall, the moon falls and the bridge smells cold. The amorous feelings of the night are everywhere with cool and refreshing strolling in this night which is woken up by the wind, there is a faint, wet and cool fragrance permeating through the back. Bathing in the breeze, I brushed the warmth of my face, closed my eyes slightly, and felt drunk. Calm down and listen to the murmured voice of the night as a frame of water-like scenery, and I, in the depth of the night, use the softest feelings to carefully experience the tranquility of the red dust pillow. The breeze blows gently, and the cold glow of the clear night devours the empty body. On the long bluestone, I saw a thin shadow floating alone in the soft wave like ink. In this way, alone, through layers of loneliness in the long streets and alleys. While I stood out and looked at those passers-by in a hurry, and stopped watching the scenes without trace. The streetscape with lingering lights and shadows is full of hazy and gorgeous light; The clear and water-like feelings in this chamber can detect the drifting and dust of the night. Through the wet breath, I once put the rhythm of silence into my heart, making a baptism of dust and tail for the running and labors of the body and the bleak soul. With a wave of two sleeves, the dust bounced off all over my body, return is a profound path. Gu Ying was far away from the sky, and the lonely stars in the sky flickered in the almost static clear night. At the corner of the street, the light makeup like fireflies gradually covered up the hustle and bustle of the world. Watching the noise quietly turned into a wisp of light smoke and fell asleep under the clear glow of the sky. Night, deep. The noisy voice faded with the dispersion of the crowd, leaving only the night breeze blowing, waking up a pool of recession. This city is so quiet, the surrounding is so quiet and cold, it seems strange to hear the heart tremble. Staring at, the light and shadow floating in the air are flowing, and each scene is clear, which makes my eyes feel sad, leaving a piece of coolness lingering in my body. In the distance, the trace of wind rising and falling is curling with tiny thoughts, and the uncertain scene is far away. The dream which was still clear in my heart was moored in the night with the boat of my mind. I asked every lonely cold star, calling for dawn and dusk. It fades its flashy, and gets used to a person who is drunk and sinking in the bright night, so as to irrigate his chest; Or use some prosperous and painful images between the lines, with the cold of the old love broken into bone marrow. Walking in the dilemma of life, I lamented that the past was falling with the wind. At first, the passionate and colorful dream was gradually annihilated by the disturbance of the world of mortals, and shed a lot of bitterness to accompany the annual rings passing quietly. In the smoke wave, I tried hard to imagine the charming scenery for the warmth of flowers. However, I finally made a wreath for it myself, leaving only a numb and cold heart walking in loneliness. There are Zen sayings, such as: the pure land does not need to be far away; Touch is the light of heart. I always tried to make myself say goodbye to many unbearable emotions, so in the grand fireworks on Earth, some people were rejected out of their hearts with indifferent attitude before they got close. Because I am afraid that those people and things that have been unforgettable will eventually disappear in the separation of life without trace. I finally have a deep understanding of the sadness that ends, the silent regret that cries, the heartbreaking pain and all kinds of extreme pains, as if I were a discarded child, so helpless. In the end, only being lonely and reluctant to leave, hanging on the chest wantonly make public, can’t be driven away by the dead skin. It seems that loneliness and loneliness always catch me tightly in my hand, making me suffocated, like duckweed, unwillingly putting my heart on the lonely ocean, listening to its singing and drifting with it, no to. Floating in the long river of life, it seems that there are only two endings, either crying and regretting, or facing with smile. As for how to choose, maybe no one can control it. If you ask me about my choice, then I will smile, even if my heart has broken the imaginary world, even if there is no breeze and the moon, at least there will be a long-lost feeling of sunshine. I have been recalling that carefree youth, smiling, happy and remembering happily, and drunk in it, for a long time, I can’t help myself. Time is like water, and I can’t help it. With the growing age, I gradually got used to walking alone, watching strange scenery and listening to lonely singing. In the cool days of time, there is a flowing dream, floating into the blue sky from the wind through the door, which can be a cloud, a sunset, or a poem, it can also be a nostalgic old song. Maybe when you are alone, you will not care too much about the harvest. In this way, there will be no loss or regret, and thus there will be a beauty of longing for the future, because you know, even if you try hard and keep chasing, life is not perfect. Maybe when you are alone, your heart can calm down, and your self-nature will be like colored glaze sublimating in loneliness, and you will realize prosperity from the smoke, and you will think about the meaning of life from afar. Then, calm down and write down the attachment in my heart and the life of tomorrow, which gradually grows into sweetness and a relieved smile in the clear brightness of the pen and ink, pointing to the fleeting year and spring, and looking back on the past. Under the eaves, listen to the surging wind and clouds; In the Cup and Cup, taste three thousand like a dream. Heart Tour between heaven and earth, pen drop Sujian, people watching, Book Passage. I only wish that I would not feel sad any more from now on, live quietly and restore the warmth itself. In the years like water, loneliness depends on each other and is accompanied by loneliness. From then on, those trifles are like giving up bad deeds. From then on, they will be detained at the end of the world without any reason. They will laugh at the world of mortals and watch the flowers. Lonely Night, desk light late. It seems that only this roll of ink incense can retain some fleeting streamer. All of a sudden, I was deeply touched. There were some roads that I had to learn to walk alone all the time, but I still had to smile bitterly, pretending that I didn’t think about anything and didn’t understand anything. Continue to smile the years with longing, smile and say that I will be very good, maybe there will be some loneliness and loneliness. In the past, the past will not say much; In the future, maybe it will be far away, maybe it will also be beautiful. Looking back for a few times, the rolling world is like a dream; Throwing a pen and throwing a word, no one understands the ink shortage Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) 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…

Half leisure and half fickle

The long waiting finally waited for an expected result. The waiting days are really half leisurely and half impetuous, as if rushing forward surrounded by spray. When surrounded by spray, the weather is still hot and the sky is still full of floating clouds, burning the impetuous Earth and flowing soul. It seems that they are still sleeping soundly. The picture in the dream of sleeping soundly is sometimes blurred and sometimes clear, which shows a certain cross section of life. The ringing of the Bell immediately stopped the smooth play of the picture. The strange and familiar voice conveys the good news that should be expected, just because of the legend, but not proved by formal channels. The excitement could not be concealed in the dialogue, and the latest developments of familiar people were inquired. The time after the notice became brighter and brighter, and the moment of reunion had really changed roles. The first meeting identified fate, and the reunion made the common direction clear. The leap of identity from the guest to the host confirms a story about sincerity and touching, and may continue to write a new legend about the story. The atmosphere of the first family photo gathering was warm. Men and women gathered together to greet each other, express joy, whisper and share happiness. The leaders spoke one after another, and the field was quiet immediately. The Voice was permeated over the slightly crowded conference room; Sometimes there were Tut sounds under the field, and they would encounter strange eyes immediately. In the meeting hall, the leader’s voice was loud and passionate, which lit the ordinary hearts of the participants and activated the calm hearts of the participants. The passionate words, the applause of fit, the sight of expectation, the free steps and so on all turned into the miraculous wind, gorgeous flowers and standing trees in a small yard. The following days became dull. One side of the cramped courtyard, several crowded houses and several groups of busy people were dwelling in an unusual rhythm, running, ploughing, working and satisfying. When we met, we exchanged politeness, and when we talked, we conveyed sincerity, ordinary and simple. The playground is full of youthful life, bouncing basketball and flying badminton, interpreting the vigorous vitality and boiling momentum; in this way, the unruly personality and restless body of people over half a hundred years old are infected all the time. The little courtyard provides a stage for badminton lovers to show their skills, and the little stage is full of the charm and elegant demeanour of trainers. More often, it is carried out in an orderly process. The leaders do everything themselves, the organic scheduling of departments, the mutual cooperation of colleagues and so on are all inseparable from the fast-paced and efficient operation. The complicated details seem to be magnified, the paper scraps falling from corners will always be paid attention to, and the fragmentary trivial matters must be implemented. Appraisal and exposure complement each other, and criticism and reward go hand in hand. Competition is like the undercurrent surging unknowingly from time to time, and individual enthusiasm can be publicized and released in the special atmosphere. The most eye-catching at lunch. Just like a date that is afraid of falling down, we are chewing the affordable and delicious delicious food while listening to the relaxed and fresh topics, and the time goes quietly with ease and comfort, we also look forward to a new round of meetings and sharing. Everything seems like a dream, and reality can turn pages at any time. September, unusual September! From the mid-autumn festival to the National Day, in a short period of time, the blue sky suddenly became dim, the bright moon night no longer poured silver light, the wide road seemed to be getting narrower and narrower, and the clear steps went forward with a sense of hesitation. Indeed, everything is about to pass, everything will pass! The sudden changes came quietly, which made it hard to resist and seemed to be hard to fight back. I had no choice but to pray to God to bless the home and peace in the future. Although many of the above words are memories, it is inevitable that they are tacitly taciturized and have no time to change their mind. If there is any inappropriate invitation, Haihan will correct it. (2011.10.03) 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…

From flyover of meditation

Write to those who used to be alone on the overpass, lowering their heads, looking up, or thinking. Every day, when passing through the overpass, you will see different people in different places, lowering their heads, looking up, or thinking. Every time I see them, I will secretly admire them deep in my heart. I once asked myself again and again how brave it would take to stand on the overpass alone, even if I did nothing, I just stared quietly. I want to try it tonight. I want to try the feeling of standing alone and staring at the overpass, whether it will be as I firmly believe. I used to believe that walking on the overpass alone, looking down at the city, looking down at the traffic, looking down at the people who are full of wine, the inner heart must be the strength that ordinary people can’t reach. I also want to be looked up by people who pass the overpass like me when I am so strong and alive. Second, I always feel that life will give me some different feelings at some time. For example, a certain morning wind will be slightly cool: a certain afternoon sunshine will be a little warm; A certain evening sunset will be a little sad; A certain late night neon, there will be some desolation. For example, at a certain time, you will be young and pure. At a certain time, you will also be young. At a certain time, you will be more stable in adulthood and gentle in old age. For example, one day, you will sigh for the beauty and decay of a certain flower, appreciate the fragrance of a certain cup of tea, appreciate the clarity and appreciation of a certain drop of water, I will feel the warmth and serenity of a lamp. For example, some sadness in rainy weather and some brightness in sunny weather. I envy the person who writes that he does not think he is happy or sad for himself. How broad and peaceful a person needs to reach such a state. That was the indifference after the prosperity was over, just like the sea, which was calm, but at the same time, it was also the joy and melancholy of blooming flowers. Third, I often meditate when I am alone. Meditation on what life is. If life is not what you want, how to do it, whether to give up or stick to it, whether to find the key to open the dream to reality persistently, or to drift with the flow in a steady state. For those who are gazing at the overpass alone, do you like me to think quietly and over and over again without being disturbed by anyone. Those who stand alone on the overpass, do you, just like me, doubt whether what you have been insisting on is a mistake at a certain moment. Four life is like an endless railway track. At this end of the railway track, we can never see the end of the railway track and where it disappears. Just like, we know that dreams have come to our hearts, but we don’t know when they will disappear in reality. I always feel that I am a persistent child, but it is persistence that makes me feel that persistence is meaningful in this era? One day, when chatting with a friend, he said he was promoted, but he couldn’t be happy at all. Every day he was like a mountain, and he always felt that one day he could not breathe. One day, a friend complained to me. He said that he didn’t like his job all the time, but insisted on it for three years. When he couldn’t stick to it, but I don’t know what else I can do except this. Why, everyone can stick to the field he is not good at and unhappy, day after day, but don’t give himself a chance. In the field he is good at, he can stick to it happily without seeking results, don’t have rights, just for yourself. Such a simple lifestyle has a distance that so many people can never reach. I think in the dead of night, those who live very tired, ask yourself why they live so tired, or look at those on the overpass, in different places, people who lower their heads, look up, or think in different ways will tell you what they live. 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…

Rainstorm

At this moment when the black and white were reversed, Cocks had already been unable to distinguish the time and began to sing at random. Their irresponsible singing made people more panic. People began to realize that the situation was very clear and there was no fluke in this rainstorm attack. The rapid gathering of dark clouds made everything in the world mess up. The raging wind made many things get away from the ground and disappear in a flash. The flustered people rushed to the house as crazy as the wind. They were afraid of being occupied by the rainstorm, which would be the most instinctive escape of people. No one wanted to wear clothes and shower in the rain, and there are so many audiences. There was a muffled thunder in the distance, which seemed so calm and full of electricity. When we feel that the black is really making people faint, when most people are ready, a hazy White appears in the distance, which slowly hits and slowly devours the black. The Thunder was getting closer and closer, and it was obvious that a strong sound came over fiercely. That was the sound of rain. From all sides to our heads, the decibel of the sound was getting higher and higher. In the whole world covered by the rain curtain, Lightning reflects light in the rain spots, suppressing everything without sound, which is even more frightening. Those distant scenery have disappeared, only a few lights can be seen faintly, shining in general. After each Lightning Thunder, there must be another attack of rain. In these repeated sound changes, we accepted all these patiently, whether you like it or dislike it. As for the storm, everyone is helpless to it. We can only wait quietly, waiting for it to stop. 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…

ba yue

In August, I accidentally walked to the tail, watching the time passing quietly, watching the classmates one after another saying excitedly that school was about to start, feeling a little disappointed! At this time in the past, it was also the same as them, thinking that they could finally go back to the place with scholarly atmosphere in school, continue to live and study peacefully, and then start a new story. But now, it’s just a dream. Those days, those days, can’t go back! From the bottom of my heart, I still want to go back to school. That’s why I go to a strange city alone in the big night, and hide my little expectation in the waiting knowing that there is no hope, I want to continue wandering in the campus in another identity that is not ready yet! The three-foot platform is a big challenge for me now. My friend is right. For teachers and platforms, I am have no confidence and confidence, however, after the second interview of the principal who always asked some tricky and weird questions, he even lost his mind, but he learned a lot! I remembered that when I stood up and left, I said with a smile that I did not waste this trip, and the results I had expected would be accepted happily! Come out, look up at the bright sunshine in the sky, and decide to use this year’s time to cultivate your mind. The dream you had when you were very young must be realized with great efforts! However, the same will smile sweetly to everyone; The same will occasionally jump and sing a favorite song in a low voice, and then think of the person in the time, those things; the same will habitually lift up the stubborn face and look at the big sky above the head to build a small dream that only belongs to oneself; The same will run wildly in the heavy rain or walk slowly in the drizzle, I still miss those bold and unrestrained youth in my age. I am the little one who has a little rumandik dream and a little ivory tower breath! Rain or shine, busy see the courthouse blossom; Fate unintentionally, diffuse sui tian edge cloud Cirrus easy. After staying in the corner for a long time, I gradually learned to restrain my edge, hide my strength and hide my strength, treat all the grievances or unfairness calmly and calmly. I can only choose to adapt when I don’t have enough power to change the environment! Therefore, when you are misunderstood or wronged, you just smile slightly, and then continue what you should do, regardless of any disturbance, work quietly in the corner, read books, write, work hard for the dream in my heart! Sitting in front of the window in the afternoon, reciting words, listening to the sound of the raindrops touching the window lightly, watching the images reflected in the eyes of the fine rain curtain, which are large tracts of Qingming, but vague images in my heart, will also clear! I have dreams to stick to and wishes to realize. Even if those are so far away from me, Even if I may not have those for the rest of my life, I will still move forward stubbornly regardless of everything, and will turn back to the place closer to my dream. Then, why do you have to be so entangled and so persistent? Isn’t it good to enjoy the present life comfortably and work hard for the persistence in the bottom of my heart? In July and August, I lived alone in a strange city. I was stubborn and a little hard, but I knew it clearly. Yes, I can rely on no one as I said, do what you want to do and live independently. No matter how hard you are, when you look back, you will surely smile and say to yourself that in the most beautiful years, I pursued my dream bravely! In September, although we can’t go back to school as before, we can also start new and different stories as long as we have goals and pursuits. So, what is the pity, as long as I work hard, I can certainly write a dazzling chapter in my life! There are always some people or things shining in life, time after time, just like a poem or a cloud, so the years and memories become better. After so many experiences and so long time passed, those people who stayed in the years, those things were still so clear and bright, and those years and memories were still so beautiful! I always think of those times by accident, and then smile quietly. Although, those times have been very long! 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…

Summer of lonely

The drizzle floated again, and the night came quietly. The world of a person was so flourishing, and with the charm of Pinellia, loneliness had nowhere to be placed. I was still not used to leaving alone in the corner, empty room, with no one person. I suddenly felt that the world was so big that everyone was somewhere else, so far away from me that I couldn’t touch it. The dark night sky was painted and the loneliness was bottomless. I never knew the speed and temperature of sadness spreading, if you are destined to live in isolation, why do you still look for it in the deepest world of mortals and march towards the warm direction. Festivals are revelry for a group of people and loneliness for a person. On such a day, happiness always seems so rich and full, but it is so remote and alienated. I sit alone and think alone. I am eager for familiar people and lively scenes, but there was only a downpour outside the window, and a bottle of wine with a shelf life of ten years remained at hand. The atmosphere was so dignified that the breath turned into lead gray. The mobile phone was quietly standing aside. I wondered if I should pick it up and call someone? The lightning on the horizon cut through the night, and then thunder rumbled again. It’s all right. Loneliness and loneliness will be better. At least there is rain singing beside the ears. Summer is a rainy season, water is always so abundant, and Lotus is blooming in different red all the time. In the afternoon rain, I walked a long way, just for the lotus flower in my dream, walking gently along the shore of the lake, looking at it from a distance, approaching slowly. The Lotus came out of the water, mostly in bud, only a few flowers were blooming in the gentle wind and drizzle. In the pavilion in the distance, someone was taking wedding photos. Maybe others, the woman was wearing a blue wedding dress with a slightly revealing shoulder and could not see her face clearly. The man was beside her. Anyway, that was the feeling of unprecedented elegance, without many words. Sparsely populated, on the way back, looking at the plants stretching out of the wall at the residential building, there were only two or three flowers blooming, as if the pieces of green were just to foil her delicacy and brightness, so beautiful swaying in the air, I don’t know whether it would be happier to make a flower, a tree or a grass? The lake water was rippling and the weeping willows brushed across the lake. The scenery of heaven and earth reflected in the water. People were also in the upper reaches of the sky. In the lake, there was a wooden boat crossing the center of the water, bypassing the water, walking through, looking at the picture dyed by rain, I felt a little happy and lonely. Sometimes, I really want to abandon everything and embark on a personal journey, spending my whole life wandering. And sometimes, I really want to restrain my mind, hold hands with those who love each other, waste the world, and calm down in the fleeting time. Perhaps, whether it is upstream or downstream, dreams are really not that important. I, a little crazy, a little quiet, a little happy, a little sad. Everything expanded on the picture scroll of my heart, which made me bright and gloomy. Looking back to the world, I decided to leave for half of my life, half beautiful. The path paved by the pale purple purple purple flowers, the beautiful soul, can’t bear to step, stand on tiptoe and walk by, thinking of the same beautiful years, but afraid that it will be wasted, I don’t know what kind of life can be counted as passing the exam. If not, I will stop and go on the road of my life gradually moving away, just like walking on the road of wind and rain now. Think about it, and also like the rain outside the window in the city, fluttering and living. Happiness sometimes, loneliness sometimes, maybe this should be the time of a lifetime, the amorous feelings of a lifetime, the sorrow and joy of a lifetime. In my imagination, I shouldn’t be like this now, no matter it is good or bad in others’ eyes. Looking at the corner of the eye, there was loneliness or smile at the tip of the eyebrows, and the back was so haggard. How many times have I told myself to be strong and smile, but I still feel lonely when sadness wears my heart and melancholy is dyed all over the sky, under the night sky of the city where the fragrance of zongzi was full of rain, there was a sense of pain torn by silk. With the refreshing wind and rain on my body, my heart is slightly cool in this summer, and the tenderness of the past still remains at my fingertips, but the years are missed after all, and people are just like those flowers, scattered in the ends of the world. Smile with bitter, the world must be so sad, Heart will feel not so monotonous! Tears with smiles, time must be so color, life will feel not so sad! Perhaps, I think too much and always expect a life different from now. Remember someone said something similar, worry too much because of good memory, and sad too much because not meet status. No matter the reason, it is just this night of semi-summer, Loneliness permeated the soul of the heart. Suddenly my heart became cold and lonely. How to tell those warm past, how to mention those warm past, remember everyone’s appearance, remember everyone’s warmth, remember everyone’s smile, but you can only miss, miss, unable to meet, unable to meet again. I told myself that I couldn’t cry. Even if the youth is gone, people are no longer what they used to be. Even if the years are lost, we can no longer go back to the past. Even if it is collapsed, I can’t fall in love with today’s life, even though the wind and rain were shaking, I still didn’t find the exit to get lost. The road still had to go. If I lost my dream, my life would continue. The world is so swaying and wandering, and there are always many injured people. How can they not feel lonely? It has nothing to do with others. The red is falling, the flute is melodious, and the world of mortals is just a dance festival; The green silk turns white hair, and it is just a moment. Just grow old and disappear in the fleeting time, boil a pot of tea, wait for the light smoke to dissipate, the water to cool, and the tea to fade. Think about it, there are so many lonely people, and I am just one of them, just like, the rain rhyme of Pinellia, flowers can only fall in the wind. Think about it again, the world is full of fades, and finally it is the one who can’t defeat the love. Looking back and smiling, the world of mortals is extremely beautiful, and finally it is the one who can’t defeat the love lightly. The years are so long, there are so many people on the road, most of the happy people are the same, while lonely people have their own worries. That’s it. I didn’t pay attention to the colorful streetscape under the bright lights. I was tired and the rain stopped. It was time to turn around and go back. I was happy in my dream, and then I smiled and walked on the road of life in the storm. But the wind and rain drift tonight, let me indulge in loneliness, listen to the wind and rain to the blue seaside, and then come back with the loneliness of the ebb and ebb, singing the loneliness in the fleeting years with me affectionately, the sound choked, coloring and desolation. Take the post, Pinellia charm, loneliness nowhere to put Like (prose editor: prose online) 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…

Spirit in Flash

Friends, listen carefully, what is that voice? As if coming from the center of the Earth, through the desert, through the grassland, through the hills, through the wilderness, through the long time and space, resounding through the sky above us, the magical and complicated rhythm interlaced, the indescribable vitality is proving its existence. Is this the spiritual call of China for five thousand years? Staring at the white dove flying outside the window, I seemed to see something, lost in thought on the battlefield filled with smoke, the people lived under the iron feet oppressed by the invaders, and the mountains and rivers of the motherland were broken, arouse people who were unwilling to be slaves and build a Great Wall of flesh and blood. Revolutionary soldiers lived and died together, shared hardships and hardships, United and rushed to the front line of the enemy. The Shining Sword, The Bloody Earth, the rumbling sound of artillery and the magnificent horn aroused the resentment in the soldiers’ hearts. They braved gunfire and fought with blood to finally win the victory of the revolution, liberate all China. Finally, China also had its own sunny day, and the soldiers also had happy smiles on their faces. They understand that victory means happiness. Is this just the victory of killing on the battlefield? No! Behind the War, there is always a strong backing-the Chinese spirit. In order to make China no longer backward, and to make people no longer oppressed and live a happy and happy life, the revolutionary soldiers sacrificed everything they had. Huang Jiguang resolutely blocked the muzzle of the enemy with his chest for the benefit of the country, and his whole life was filled with no regrets; Qiu Shaoyun endured the severe pain of burning himself with fire in order not to expose the whereabouts of the troops, it is precious for everyone to end their young life in the blazing fire. Everyone will be afraid of death. Revolutionary soldiers would rather choose death for the benefit of the country. They are not afraid? I think they are also afraid, but the fervent patriotic feelings in their hearts urge them to give up their precious lives. Friends, the development and prosperity of today’s society need this great patriotism. Today, China is not a very powerful country, and still needs to work hard in the important task of national construction. But the foundation of all efforts is always patriotism. Only when they are full of patriotism can they have a sense of responsibility for the country, have a sense of mission for the country, and make efforts to build their own country. Ren Changxia performed his duty for the benefit of the people and the safety of the country, fought bravely with the gangsters, and finally died for his merit; In the spring of 2003, SARS raged everywhere. The angels in white built a defense line of life for the people with their flesh and blood; There were also many nameless soldiers who stayed silently in the frontier of the motherland, endured all kinds of tests, overcame all kinds of difficulties and swore to defend their motherland, it was their patriotic spirit that made China step out of the abyss of backwardness, and made China no longer bear the nameplate of the sick man of East Asia, and gradually move towards the road of prosperity. The familiar national anthem sounded in my ear, and a monument, an immortal monument, stood in my heart. Although it was born in the era of war, it went beyond the limit of time, inspiring the descendants of Yan Huang all the time, and calling the descendants of Yan Huang all the time is always a little spiritual. Poor, also must have bit of ambition. If you are inferior to others, even if you can get a little, you will be treated lightly. Luckily, I ate a little bit of food for lunch and begged for dinner. Maybe I was going to be closed. What people respect is always those who constantly strive for self-improvement, know others’ faces and their own bloody colors, and know others’ tones and their own styles. Even if it was hard, I had to have some backbone. Otherwise, I was lifted up this time and collapsed the next time, I might not even get sympathy. Today’s moaning and wailing will be comforted by others, and tomorrow’s moaning and wailing will probably make people despised and bored. Those who can move people are always those who can fully resist setbacks, fall down again and again and strive to stand up again. Sighing is not the solution to the problem. Xianglin’s pitiful appearance sometimes evokes a kind of indifference: how can others flatter you if you spoil yourself? If you want to rely on others to keep you standing, others have to tie a rope to hang you up, but you should know that the way is the closest to the way that makes you die; if you want to rely on others to make you move forward, the most effective way for others is to hold you from the front or push you from the back, but you should know, it contains a taste of treating people as human beings. People have dignity. If you give up this point, anyone will be unsightly. Keeping spirit is an important way to maintain dignity. Even if you are very tired, you still have to exert your endurance to the limit. Only by clenching your teeth and holding your breath can you walk through a difficult road. Persistence can make life beautiful and move people most. Those who would rather endure humiliation for leisure will never have Leisure that really belongs to themselves. If a person has spirit, others will not look at you with contempt, and will not treat you with erratic eyes. Even if you wear just so so, even if you do heavy physical work, even if you are panting and sweating, you will still win the respect of others. Small people also need a kind of noble spirit. People will insult themselves, and then people will insult them; Family will destroy themselves, and then people will destroy them. I give up myself, and I am disappointed with myself. Any external care and care are just a kind of attitude and posture of others. For improving my life, changing your image is of no help. Others can give you some money and some comforting words, but they can’t give you strength or spirit. No one can make a person who lacks backbone raise his head. 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…

Life-Select

When God sent you to the world, he actually chose everything for you. Your family, your appearance, your career, and even your love. But sometimes, we still ask ourselves this question again and again: if I could start over, would I still choose the same path? It seems that we are stupid, and we have been asking ourselves about the ending without an answer. Life is destined to be full of choices, sometimes even choices. And have you ever hesitated, worried or regretted when making a choice? Maybe, we all have. I still remember that sleepless night last year. The departure of Black June indicates that everything is over. That night, the hot and dry night, suddenly fell silent. Lying quietly on the bed, watching the light in the living room always on. I know dad is reading the book to fill in the volunteer, and I know he is worried about me. There was a burst of sadness in my heart, and my heart which was supposed to leave Ben ER was suddenly shaken. At that fork-in-the-road, to the left, it was not a bright second college. To the right, it was a one-year repetition. I really hesitated. I hesitated to go back to that Cage and fight again next year. I hesitated to give my parents a better explanation. Unconsciously, the night was already very deep, but the light was still on. On that night, I accompanied my father until dawn, just for a choice, a very important choice. I found many reasons for repeated reading, but in the end they were overturned one by one, just because of lack of courage to face that black season again. In this way, at the crossroad of the college entrance examination, I chose to go to the left and go to the university. The choices in life are more than these, but when I look back on the past, only it floats in the clearest part of my mind. If you choose, you can’t start again, even if it is a storm. Epiphyllum has only one choice in her life. If she chooses beauty, she will lose her life. But she never hesitated and regretted, just for the beauty of that moment of life. And our life is very long. We are destined to face a lot and experience a lot. Maybe when life comes to an end, looking back on your life, you will find that life needs your own choice, while God only paves the way for you. There are many choices in life. Just, remember, don’t turn back if you choose, be brave to go 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…

Thread

The train was running in the silent night, and the noisy people in the trunk finally calmed down. People fell asleep in different sleep, with unpredictable expressions on their faces from time to time. I didn’t sleep well at first, and I didn’t feel sleepy at this moment. I stared at the dark night sky outside the car window and the lights of the night City passing by from time to time. My thoughts flew with the flying train. Life is just like the running train. Many people went down at this station, but many people came up soon. The car is always full. We have parents, brothers and sisters. When we enter the school, we have teachers and classmates. When we step into the society and take part in the work, we have colleagues and leaders. In the journey of life, we meet lovers of our hearts, with deep love and lovely children. Everything is so natural and satisfying. Life is like a big stage. Everyone plays different roles. Although the performance is good or bad, they try their best. The train slowly entered the tunnel, and the air also became thin. I felt so stuffy in my heart and it was difficult to breathe. An unprecedented fear oppressed the fragile soul. We will also encounter all kinds of misfortunes, frustrations and strikes on the road of our life. We will face old relatives one after another; One after another, we have to stay away from our relatives for such and such reasons. We will also be confused, painful, shed tears, and think of escaping. We will also face choices. Finally, we have to face them firmly and accept them calmly. We still have a sunny day after rain. Most of the time, we are just like the running train. We meet, get acquainted, miss, and finally wave away, turn around and wipe away tears. We survive in this way, and accept the helplessness and confusion brought by life without conditions. 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…