Family Care

Maybe I am not used to the writing of keyboard-type, so I often face it without touching it. Time goes by ceaselessly in the daily silence, and everything in the world is also making the reincarnation of the program continuously. And I also want to decorate myself, just like the flowers and trees of this spring, and the grass of this spring. Everything is new, and everything wants to be whitewashed. But where should the thousands of things start. In recent days, my mother was very worried about me, so she took the initiative to call me for several times. I replied, very good, rest assured. However, thinking of that old saying, which really proved an ancient truth, my mother was worried that since my father passed away, my mother had been missing me who was far away from home. In fact, I don’t miss my mother. Now my mother and brother’s family live in the old house, but my feeling is that only the young grandson is the one who is willing to chat and talk with my mother every day. As the saying goes, every family has a hard book to read, and our family is no exception. My younger brother and sister-in-law’s family often don’t agree with my mother, so my mother’s psychological words are often nagged to me by herself, but sometimes she tells me on the phone; But my mother knows, every time I have to say that the long-distance telephone fee is high, and there is nothing to worry about, so I will not nag you more. Of course, I also knew that my mother was reluctant to hang up the phone every time, and she always had a lot of psychological words to talk to me. Maybe this was something called family affection. Just like a piece of cool watermelon sent to you in the midsummer season, and even more like a bowl of hot noodles in soup brought to you in the winter of ice and snow. They know your needs, understand your mood, and understand your daily joys and sorrows. This is the love of a family, a place where you can remember. When your wings are full, that memory is your warmest rest, and when you spread your wings and fold your wings, that memory will be your most intimate and closer harbor. Home is such a place. Where we can think freely from childhood, even if it doesn’t have the conditions to allow you to think freely, and your relatives will never refuse to be around you. Even though their thoughts have come from the last century, they will look at you, I want to say to you with great attention, kid — you have a try. And when you really fly up, their big bag of nagging will let you wear it. So when we were young, the traveling bags on our backs were not empty. There were bags of exhortations, bags of blessings, and eager expectations one by one—— Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

All hail

All hail

I like this city, watching the lights of thousands of houses among the buildings, enjoying the lonely appearance of sparse people in the breath of night, the snow on the rocks by the sea in winter, and the relatives I like to think of are all close to me, I like some things stored in my memory here, beautiful, unforgettable, sad, happy and painful. — Wen: it is an ordinary small city with no extreme prosperity, and perhaps there will be less extreme confusion. If I want to find something from such a small city that can move my heart instantly, I think I will be disappointed. What I want to find is just a sense of familiarity. This kind of familiarity will bring me the comfort I need, and this kind of searching will sometimes make me feel a little disappointed. However, I like this kind of feeling, the ubiquitous familiar feeling. But after years, I was relieved and didn’t know whether it was safe or not. I found this song of early spring. He sang a warm smile and liberated himself. The beauty of a moment was so beautiful that I expected that once it came, my depression was uncertain and your shyness was silent, the frantic soberness of youth. Close your eyes, breathe lightly, and meet some old songs. I can’t tell why some music is fixed in my heart, and the picture in front of me is also messy. Some expectations are more like a picture embedded on the wall, which makes people feel weak, maybe more and more true understanding will make people sink. Therefore, I once began to forgive myself for some stubbornness rather than willfulness. Now, I don’t know whether the entanglement once indulged in the old voice is safe or not. The breath was well-proportioned at night, the water in the Cup became cold, and my eyebrows and eyes became tired, accompanying those two silent blue trees peacefully, in the past two days, it has opened several yellow flowers one after another, with the curtain smelling light fragrance, and moved to the computer this morning. Reliving the silence of a person again, this is the dependence that has been lost. The music put away the last note at midnight, and the yellowish moon tilted, shadowy and so cool. Today and tomorrow, my heart is as soft as it has not gone far, and I don’t know whether it is safe or not. 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…

Charm long heart Inn

The smoke and clouds stick to the clothes to find the feeling of listening to the waves, the ink and rain are pure and elegant. The waterfall is murmuring and the concubine is singing, lingering and leisurely, and the book is fragrant and dizzy. Wandering in your warm, peaceful and tranquil love rhyme, the sound of whistling Green Willow on the shore in spring, the faint fragrance of lotus pond in summer, the little red autumn maple leaf melody, the elegant lovesickness with winter charm and rime. The circulation of spring, summer, autumn and winter forms a beautiful feeling, falling quietly in the shallow sea of sadness, stirring enchanting ripples. On the other side of the cloud, I silently peep through the crystal screen to see the beautiful image you printed on the window of poetry. The style is like the painting rhyme of the wind and the willow, like the sunset glow decorated on the spring evening. The magnificent and colorful hazy thoughts are chewing the intimate call of the ancient soul, and the reflection of the landscape and scenery without ignoring the color is moving a deep and tacit understanding between heart and heart. On the river where the Yellow Crane was gone, the dust shook off the paleness of the luxuriant parrot. Pick up the romantic flavor deposited in the soft moonlight, and take my expectation and yearning of jade to travel in the sky. The charm pane outlines your unconventional and luxurious silhouette, brewing a thousand-year-old peach blossom Fu. The fragrance of Tang and Song Poems on the lips moistens a rosy and prosperous scene. The ancient scroll and ink fragrance of weeping willows are filled with flowers and smiles. It is beautiful and elegant in the green onion cage, and the scenery is casual and cordial. Interspersed in your willow bamboo sea, deep in the warmth of Lotus Lotus Lotus. Holding a cup of fragrant tea, listening to a song of Guangling powder, holding your name deep into the bone marrow. Love is strong, love is strong, love is long, my heart is moved. The distant Yiren are like snow, and the crystal and magnificent oriental jade beads are on the Phoenix platform. The graceful and luxurious rhythm of red sleeves adds fragrance. Looking back at the moment, the smoke is like snow, the bright moon is sweeping the spring breeze, and the heart is like a string of dancing to make you happy. On the sleeve, it touches the charming Mandarin Lake music, and the flowing water is magnificent. Leisurely of implicit holding yu zhong, gold pen xuan wan description zui jnoec Wushan Thuy. The trace of the soul fluttering and searching for fragrance, Jasmine poems are graceful and graceful. Oriental charm pear full, smell piano solution Sabre wine and sell Yaotai from Feixianguan, gorgeous biyuexiuhua red Fenmei fluttering. The clear voice was washed but the vicissitudes of life, and Su Mo Youlan Yishui empty valley responded. Boil green plum with warm wine on the Lotus bank, with a curtain of rain and ink fragrant Moon Bay. Han purple snow-like emotional water if ice, rich idlers like uncorrupted moon, only by grass homing Micro cloud. Light the wolf, the book is a song of praise, draw a picture of the galaxy falling nine days, romantic interpretation of your boundless spirit of thousands of styles. The exploration in prosperity has cast your lustrous and warm noble temperament. The branches of the fragrant floc were swaying with stars like rain. You are also looking for you for thousands of times. Looking back suddenly, you are at the dim point of the Red Lotus. qi bai round moon and star, who near water ting xuan delightful? Who is fondly folding the popular eternal masterpiece? If you want to enjoy your leisure life, drink a cup of wine with the new words in the column. The warbler on Magnolia is in a mess, how many times does the smoke wave beat the shore in spring? The new green and purplish red set the storm, and the flying clouds painted the corner bamboo shadow. Gloomy and melancholy heart affair, broken and residual photos are full of beautiful rivers. Staying together is a beautiful promise, and you and I embrace a gentle affection. Encounter a pot of sun and moon between flowers, containing the eternal elegance of the soul. Kiss the love rhyme station, unlimited extension of soft and clean pure white romance. 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…

I had a beautiful meal

When you step into the famous Linxia land called Chinese wheat Plus, you will certainly be attracted by the strong local folk custom, and the most memorable thing is the slurry water surface. Pulp water surface, commonly known locally as GA sour rice, is a kind of food culture popular among the folk in Gansu, while the pulp water surface in Linxia has a special flavor. Slurry water is to use local fresh vegetables such as fresh cabbage, Lotus and so on. The best is the local fresh clover, cut it and wash it, pour it into the pot and fry it with cold water, scoop it into the jar, add some old slurry water as the lead, then wrap it around the jar with cotton to make it not leak hot air, and it will be brewed after three days of fermentation. When making the slurry water surface, first add two bowls of slurry water into the boiling pot and mix them together as appropriate. After boiling, pull the noodles and boil them well, or separate the slurry water and the dough and cook them in the pot, and then use clear oil to fry the green onion, mix it into the pot and sprinkle some cilanthus, then you can eat it. It tastes sour and fragrant on the surface of the slurry. It is better to eat a bowl especially after drinking. It can relieve alcohol and refresh brain and help digestion; If you are tired of meat with strong oil taste, you will have a great appetite once you eat it. In addition, the local people also eat slurry vegetables as cool dishes in summer, which can remove heat and relieve summer heat. Linxia people often treat their relatives and friends in the water, and the hospitable hosts are the Hui nationality and Dongxiang nationality. When you walk into the farmhouse courtyard, the enthusiastic host will hug you on the kang, put you on the kang table, present a bowl of three batteries, boil water of peony flowers, and serve delicious fried pancakes, let you chat while eating, and then serve a plate of cooked large beef and mutton, or a plate of steaming cooked chicken; When you eat greasy, then serve a bowl of slurry water, add more oil to splash red chili pepper, taste it, and immediately the taste is sour and spicy, and there is no greasy smell. If you are interested in it, you may as well go to Linxia to have a taste and have a taste, and experience the original taste of food culture in person! Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Wander in the words

Walking in the flashy world, shuttling through time and space, half a century has passed, I have a sigh! Go south and north, wind and rain life, how many vicissitudes, how many ups and downs. After so many years of wasting time to sharpen my life, I can still avoid wind and rain when I go back home in the cottage. A few mu of thin fields can be enough to spend the spring and autumn. When people reach middle age, they can’t believe things that are too beautiful, because they are afraid of seeing despair. Life is too short, and I already know that there are many beautiful wishes that cannot be realized any more. I have understood the numerous and noisy world, and I am content with poverty and loneliness, living a indifferent life. Now I am used to recording my life with words and witnessing the world with my eyes. My face is more lofty, but my heart is more delicate and sensitive. In recent years, no matter I am in the deep desert of a foreign country or in the dreamland of the misty south of the Yangtze River, whenever the night is still, I will sit alone in the fighting room, stay away from the troubles of the world, and put aside the attachment of, stay under one side of the screen. In the music which is like flowing clouds and flowing water and is graceful and graceful, my hands are fluttering and tapping words one by one between the keyboard, and I place what I have seen, heard, felt, understood and felt on the words. In the words, there are my enchanted affectionate stories; In the words, there are my meaningful philosophy of life; In the words, there are my boundless paintings of Jiangnan; In the words, there are my boundless and broad scenery of northern China; In the words, there is my boundless blue sea and sky; In the text, there is my verdant and clear mountains and waters. I let those fleeting years slip through my fingertips settle into words, and I let all the precious seals in my life solidify into words. I wandered in the ocean of words and felt reluctant to leave. I propped up the sky with words. Time is in a hurry, and I suddenly look back. Some hazy and fine fragments, some simple and vivid plots gently hit my heart, those old things like meteors passing through life, still lingering with the new sorrow of time. Sometimes my words are my collections when I am happy, sometimes my words are my vent when I am sad, and sometimes my words are my feelings about people and things around me, sometimes my words are just the release of my own whim. How many days and nights I buried myself in the words, those fragments of memory scattered on my fingertips, freely flowing my true feelings, happiness, romance, sadness in my words, with annoyance, all the mixed feelings appear in the text one by one. Between the lines is the telling of the heart and the calling of the soul. I read the clouds in the text, listened to the rain, invited the Sun and the moon, and I wrote poems in the text to write love mu spring breeze. I meditate in words, dance in words, cultivate in words, and shine in words. I don’t care whether the writing style is good or bad, nor others’ comments. I just twist the writing into my own mood and write the article according to my own wishes. Of course, I occasionally hide my mind in obscure words. I don’t expect anyone to understand it, nor do I expect someone to resonate with me. I only care about my own feelings. Although these words are smeared randomly, they are the true reappearance of my life and the natural expression of my emotions. The words record my mood, experience and a fleeting time. I want to use my crudest writing style and my increasingly desolated fingertips to make my life stop-and-go for dozens of years. I want to go around and write the words of splashing ink and complaint with my heart. Words will retain my past years, and words will retain my water-like years. I locked the fleeting time with words, and I carried my life with words. In fact, everyone knows that writing is just like people. You can roughly see the literary talent of a person from the spirit of a person’s writing; You can roughly see the experience of a person from the content of a person’s writing; From the appeal of a person’s writing, you can roughly see the emotion of this person. Words are the monologue of the soul. If you understand a person’s words, you will understand a person’s heart. The ancients once to wedding night, Gold placard nomination, long drought every nectar, meet old. It is called four happy events in life, but I only regard piling up words as the pleasure of life. It was late at night, and people became quiet. The sky was like ink dyed, and the world of mortals fell down like water with tender feelings. The Moonlight was bright, like a lotus blossom quietly pouring notes. I boiled the words with music to my heart’s content. As my fingers wandered back and forth on the keyboard, the words gathered into texts and sang softly. 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…

Interesting childhood 15 heart on meat

When I was three years old, my family once had horse meat. Although it was my first time to eat horse meat, I didn’t feel the fragrance. Do you know the reason? Because of the poor family conditions at that time, there was no money to afford meat. Only eat all kinds of wild vegetables or home-cooked vegetables such as cabbage and potatoes. Now sometimes, I can recall the bustling scene of the whole family eating gray vegetable corn noodle soup or elm sweet corn noodle soup together. This is in sharp contrast to the fact that I went to the restaurant every day or even drank five or six times a day in the first few years. I sometimes think that if I don’t eat and drink so hard in recent years, can I get diabetes? At that time, my sister and I were both sensible and never made adults in our family become greedy. Especially me, I am a very ambitious person. When I was older, I heard a story about my childhood from my mother: when I was three years old, my family was in poor condition. My grandparents were in my family, and I had to support a family of seven people, old and young, depending on my father’s salary. My father earns 24 yuan and 50 cents a month, and only by careful calculation can he live a life. Our family can’t eat meat twice a year. But when I saw other people’s children eating delicious food, I never envied them. I could restrain my desire for greed on my own initiative, even when others were eating, I even kept my saliva flowing. At that time, I was very smart. I could recite the poems of Chairman Mao and other thousands of characters with hundreds of family names. It is the pride in the eyes of Jiang Shigui, a young intellectual in rural areas. When children were studying together, although the youngest of other children was two or three years older than me, I am their head. It is just for those who have foot music that they don’t know whether they are worshiped or not. At the end of the year when I was three years old, in lunar December 22, it was my big uncle’s home to kill pigs. Of course, I went to my house and invited my grandparents, dad and me. I am old pimples among the boys in my family, ranking 10th. My whole family liked me, but when the second elder brother of Haitian came to my house to hug me, I was not sensible because I was young at that time, because my eldest uncle’s family didn’t invite my mother and two sisters to be angry, saying that they would not go to his house to eat pork at all, although I really wanted to eat pork which was rare to eat twice a year in my heart. But make is not. The second elder brother of Haitian went back and got reinstated, so he had to come to my house again and forcibly hug me. I tried my best to earn, but I just didn’t leave. He asked me angrily: If you don’t go to my house to eat meat, does your house have meat? I didn’t know what to think at that time, so I said yes. He asked: where is it? I patted my heart and said: If you have a heart, you will have meat! At that time, the second elder brother’s face turned red. I saw tears brushing down from the corner of my mother’s eye. The two sisters were not at home at school. He was embarrassed to stay in my house any more, so he forcibly hugged me and jumped over the wall of the yard with a pair of my small shoes. Because uncle was an accountant in the village at that time, he invited a lot of people. People outside my family all liked me because I was smart at that time, so they all asked me to sit beside them. Because I was still thinking about going home, I sat down in a place outside. While others were not paying attention, I ran home with a pair of my little tiger shoes. Because I couldn’t climb the courtyard wall, I ran back along the street. As soon as I entered the room, I said loudly to my mother: Mom, I’m back! I didn’t eat anything! After I finished my words, I saw my mother’s tears pouring out along the corner of her eyes. She held me in her arms and said, “Mom, good son, mom will kill pigs every new year and let your sister eat pork every year! Although I didn’t eat pork from my uncle’s house that day, my mother bought horse meat for us because she was afraid that our sister would be greedy and a horse died in the production team. I ate the horse meat that I had eaten for the first time, but I didn’t feel the fragrance. Yes, when you realize that your family is poor and you are eating delicious food, can you feel fragrant if you have a long heart? In the days to come, I always thought that I should save my family’s heart, so in the following years, I never showed a little greedy when other children ate delicious food. My mother is a man of backbone. If the truth goes to the preface, my family will keep two pigs every year after I was three years old and kill them before the Spring Festival. Of course, I also ate the delicious pork sausage and stuffy child. 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…

网海识人(二)

网络朋友 鄙人上网多年,无甚收获,游山玩水,东游西逛,交友广泛,损友诤友聊下一大群。 物以类聚,人以群分,多数网友分道扬镳,各奔东西。唯有福建的杏花雨在QQ上保留下来,建立了深厚的友情。 夏夜,一人独自在各大网站进出,感兴趣的散文小说杂文很少,漫无目的散乱的点击。明要新课,还是准备教案备课吧,点击优秀教师网站,《背影》的教案详细生动,下载出来,作者是江南杏花雨。Q号附在文字下面。终于找到我渴慕敬仰的作者了,立即加入好友。 两天后,杏花雨上线。我名,天涯过客。友好的聊起来。 天涯过客:制作课件是件很费时的工作,你的课件制作精细多变,看来你下了很大的功夫。我转载下来,去上课的时候得心应手,我成名师啦。功劳一半是你。(我送去一个微笑的表情,夸奖的效应立竿见影。) 杏花雨:认识你很荣幸,得到好评,多谢啦。 (在没有了解对方的心里情况下,我不敢轻易乱说。) 天涯过客:每天上课语言乏味,学生听课没兴趣,感觉自己知识贫乏,新鲜的观点灌输不进课堂,你是怎么让自己充盈饱满起来的?你是名师,你有什么方法? (要想朋友嘴里吐真言,自己先可屈身降低,抬高朋友身价,我又送去蛋糕,西瓜之类的图像。交换可以使东西增值,送礼能以小易大。) 杏花雨:你每天在网上多看文字,少聊天,散文网站,乌有之乡,教师网站这些都是有益的网站,可以从哪里吸收新鲜血液,汲取营养知识,多看多写多练提高自己的文化素养。 (礼物没白送,吃人的嘴软,拿人的手软,收下礼物,就能办事。指点给我的网站进去看过,固然不错,因为我开始上网,对网络认识不够,人生地不熟,茫茫网海,不知那个能容我身。) 天涯过客:朋友你好,第二单元的教案没写出来,不知道如何下手,你不是刚讲过吗?说说我听。 杏花雨:你怎么知道我才讲过的? 天涯过客:我和你是好朋友,是你肚里的虫子,怎么就不知道呢!我昨天梦见你讲过啦。 (幽他一默,激他一将,诈他一回,起到意想不到的效果。) 杏花雨:好吧,我给你列个提纲,重点段落分析结构,然后你整理顺序过程,仔细读几次,反复斟酌词句 天涯过客:谢谢朋友帮忙。 (认识朋友的过程:恭维夸奖,送礼信任,索取汇报。) 天涯过客:在认识你以后,价值观,人生观,生活质量发生了很大的变化。交友观有了改变。 杏花雨:真诚待人,做事细心,认真,无为之处方有为。缘来举手相迎,缘去拱手相送,随心随意,结交四海之朋。 天涯过客:为朋友的事情着想,为朋友的困难出面仗义解决,得到朋友的亲近才能与朋友长时间的相处下去。 杏花雨:交友要交心,却不可言过其实,表面敷衍,也需要朋友的信任与赞扬,人无完人,任何人不要以为自己高尚鄙视对方,每个人都有过失意与彷徨的苦闷。 天涯过客:面对朋友的缺点要容忍宽容朋友,学会包容朋友,反省自己,不要把自己错误的观点强加给朋友,偏激错误的观点往往与朋友不合拍时,容易产生摩擦误解,造成心理阴影。 杏花雨:认识我后悔吗? 天涯过客:时常想起你,好想与你聊,谈天说地,没你时,我寂寞无聊,认识你我笑口常开,你的学识,你的才华感染我,我唱给你一首歌:《朋友》朋友朋友啊朋友 你可曾想起了我 如果你正享受幸福,请你忘记我 朋友啊朋友 你可曾记起了我 如果你正承受不幸,请你告诉我 你可曾想起了我 如果你正享受幸福,请你忘记我 朋友啊朋友 你可曾记起了我 如果你正承受不幸,请你告诉我 朋友啊朋友 你可记想起了我 如果你有新的,你有新的彼岸 请你离开我离开我 特此献给我最好的朋友 你可曾想起了我 如果你正享受幸福,请你忘记我 朋友啊朋友 你可曾想起了我 如果你正承受不幸,请你告诉我 网络朋友,真诚坦白,我的心理从现实中人与人之间的相互利用欺骗走出来,心理从阴暗面走出来,阳光的心态对待朋友。 认识杏花雨后,我对友情有了深刻的感悟,上网近十年多的日子里,我们彼此祝福对方,互相问候,阳光灿烂的面对对方,很轻松很开心,敞开心扉,聊人生,聊工作,聊两个地方的生活方式,饮食起居有什么不区别。有时倾诉喜怒哀乐,有时也互相欣赏,产生倾慕心理。友情像一杯清茶,淡淡的清香,像天上的白云,自由飘渺。通过网络认识的遥远的朋友,真实而虚幻,虽然未曾谋面,但是心灵想通,把孤寂荒芜的心灵牵向更广阔的世界。 网络知己 网络凭借的是文字相交流,以文会友。谈吐中机智深刻,犀利幽默无不显示才华,在华丽的语言诱惑下,你想进一步知道对方了解对方,走进对方心里。网络中与云中漫步相识,心里产生了一种敬仰渴慕的心里,伟岸的俊男,气质儒雅,严肃中透着飘逸,潇洒中洋溢着高贵,视频过后,呆了,傻眼了,梦中似曾相识,见过,下网以后,心海回味激荡,幻化出无尽的想象。 云中漫步: 网络人间,伴谁与共 ? 红豆相思,又种心头。 同浴斜阳,为我凝眸 。 天将晓,情难了 。 聊天时,一句一句的情感浓厚的诗句发过来。 空中浮萍:自己心中的思念之情,千种情结萦绕心中,流淌指尖。在这里我看到了爱神,对爱情的追求很执着的那种真情,至爱之情,那不是放纵,而是克制。 云中漫步:月能圆,人可聚,是何时? 空中浮萍:愁肠百结,期待聚期,但愿我们能相聚,相识与网络,牵手与现实,与君想见会有时,我在安慰着对方。 云中漫步:诗成无寄,却与谁诉? 空中浮萍:内心苦闷忧愁之感,无法言表。我难道不是你追求的理想中人吗? 云中漫步:帘内抚华筝,指传弦外意,奈谁听? 空中浮萍:愁怅知音不能相伴相随,让琴弦传递离愁心思,好事多磨,无缘终了,无奈中,互相忘记,让生活继续吧! 云中漫步:孤单谙遍愁滋味,渺万里,何时会? 天涯过客:苦闷孤单,忧愁满腹,会期渺茫。忘记一个人,努力控制自己的情绪,心里有点痛,不敢面对,心情很沉重,是吗? 即兴的诗句,随意的打字,将 爱 、 情 、 愁 ,写的及至之痛。 理解对方心里,聊天时就不好像找到知己一样,两个人心灵撞击,佳句闪念之间从手指流出。知己难求,在于刚好两个人把对方当作知己,而且恪守知己的界限,这需要机缘巧合,更需要理性的控制,我需要朋友,但是也需要知己。 在你孤独的时候,我会陪你一起度过, 在你开心的时候,我会是你嘴角的一丝笑容;在你成功的时候,我会在遥远的地方默默为你鼓掌; 我感谢有你陪伴的日子;我感谢有你相伴的温馨;我感谢因你带来的笑声,灿烂了我心底的每个角落。 我感谢有你理解有你帮助的日子,我好想你,牵挂你,深深的祝福你,诉不尽的千言万语,永远是心底最真诚的祝福;让永运祝福你,我的朋友。每一个属于你的日子都开心快乐!每一片属于你的天空都充满阳光! 网海茫茫觅知音。网络是琴弦,打字敲击键盘就是拨动琴音,弦音是否悦耳,取决于拨弦之手。知己就是一位好的乐师,让音符弹奏出美妙动听的音乐,即使心情糟糕,环境恶劣,也要让心情支配自己的生活,让生活聊天成为自己的美的诠释。 因为有了美丽的心情,我们会觉得天空是那样的湛蓝,阳光是那样的明媚,月儿散发的光是那样的柔美,温馨。我们的心会变得那样心清如水,心若止水。 在平凡的生活中,我们有了这份心情,会觉得生活是这样的美好,下雨的日子,淅淅沥沥的雨丝,飘过心头,湿润了久旱的心灵,诗意的生活;下雪的日子,洁白飞舞的雪花,飘飘洒洒,我们感觉自己是那样的高洁浪漫,把自己置身于洁白的世界与这宇宙融为一体。有了这份美丽的心情,即使遇到坎坷与激流,也会一路向前,即使在茫茫大海中漂流,也会坚定不移扬起风帆,驶向生命的彼岸。《隔世离空的红颜》歌词:、谁会相信雨滴会变成一杯咖啡 种子会开成鲜丽的玫瑰 孤寂的旅途是单程的约会 相近相识后各自而飞 2、多么想让你走近我的心扉 一同承受心灵的忏悔 人生的路上你我紧紧想随 爱过恨过后独自去面对 3、不曾想到咖啡让我无法去入睡 盛开的玫瑰让我心碎 寂寞的旅途会没人来陪 是你是我在创造心灵之间的完美 细雨纷飞打湿阴霾的心醉 路儿长长伴随着我的疲惫 心中一直在探询自己人生完美 完美完美完美的干脆 网络情人 三十多岁的女人,从婚姻,家庭,孩子母亲的经历过程中走来,一路风景看过,将三分之一的精力献给家庭,三分之一的精力献给工作,三分之一的精力还给自己。因为所剩不多,更加珍惜自己,三十岁女人不会在街头招摇,不会在人群喧哗,显出一份从容,一份优雅,一份难以言说的风情,经过岁月的磨砺,更加光彩照人。 三十岁的女人,该经历的都经历了,该后悔的都后悔了,该蹉跎的都蹉跎了,更加把握当下,在意现实,成名的女人哪一个是在三十岁以前呢?真正的美女,都是经历了岁月的磨砺后才成为真正的美女,女人越老越美丽,一直到五十岁。聪明智慧的女人都是善于把握时机,随年龄的增长,增加风韵情致。用精华来装饰自己的人生风景,体会人生的真谛。三十多岁的女人更懂对方的需要,是有品味的女人,美丽的女人,知性的女人。 夜深了,独自面对屏幕敲打文字,随意交谈,就像和自己的灵魂交流。一边打字,一边在等候网络那边的他头像闪烁亮起来。 网络不是给聪明人的空间,也不是给有钱人的空间,更不是深沉高雅人超凡脱俗的人的空间,这里是普通人的心灵住所,这里财富,官职不生效,可以哭笑,可以打骂发泄,可以调情逗乐。 心中有风景:你好,与你聊天后,我不能忘记你。你美丽大方,气质高雅,文学素养很高。你是一阵风,吹过我的心海,掀起无数波澜,你是一抹柔和的阳光,驱散了我心中的阴云。 美丽年华:真的是这样吗?在你面前我是个幸福的女人,喜欢我,爱我是吗?被人爱着是件很幸福的事情。 心中有风景:你是一个追求永远的新鲜和激情感觉的女人吧!喜欢浪漫生活是吗? 美丽年华:追求浪漫是让年轻起来,死气沉沉的生活容易让人老去。 心中有风景:我们也许只在梦中一次相遇,我却爱上了你,今生今世,是你的奇迹,也是我的奇迹。感谢你与我相遇,相惜,纵然不能相聚,我心依然。 美丽年华:总有一些话语感动着你我,铭记在彼此心里,我们是擦肩而过的邂逅,执意要等下一次的隆重相遇。 心中有风景:时光碾碎了很多记忆,压成花,散落在枕边,好像触摸到你的新意,微笑着如梦,恬淡在梦中看着你微笑。 美丽年华:醒来的阳光伴着我,你是我无法拥有的却时刻相依在身边的空气,细心呵护着我散开的心事。 心中有风景:我不知道怎样沿着献花铺满的小径走进你的世界,你是那个世界最美丽的风景。 美丽年华:我从来只是低头悄悄路过,却在不经意间,在没有期待的路口与你匆匆相遇,我相信这是上帝的一次刻意安排。 心中有风景:你说你不知道该如何忘记,我也说我不去想什么忘记,瞬间目光的交汇,在心里刻上了深深印记,刻骨铭心的一幕叫我如何忘记? 在茫茫网海里,你遇见了谁?谁遇见了你?在无声的日子里,加了一声问候,一个祝福,相隔的时空里,无端生出几许牵挂思念,你闪烁的头像成了我QQ最靓丽的色彩。 是什么?让时间没有了概念?让空间没有了距离?又是什么让心灵没有了隔阂!你说:在线的时候你是属于我的,你下线的时候,我是属于你的。无论何时,恬静的心灵家园是属于我们的。疲惫时我是你的驿站;伤心时你是我的港湾。 我说与你相遇是上苍的恩赐,惦记你我很温馨,想念你我很幸福,我是你今生的牵挂,你是我人生的期盼,人生路上与你相遇,岁月即使留下斑驳痕迹,爱你却是生命里永恆的回忆,有你,我的网络最精彩。 我们彼此已经熟悉,心中只留下无数牵挂,你无法做到心中没有我,我无法欺骗自己心中没有你。陈瑞的歌《最后一个情人》歌词:总在午夜梦醒的时分 在我不经意的每个转身 看见你脸上留下的泪痕 让我怎能不为你心疼 你让她带走了你的灵魂 她在你心上留下了裂痕 破碎的心从此不再完整 没有她的夜晚 从此变得陌生 ********* 我愿做你最后一个情人 守护着你每个 清晨日出到黄昏 忘记她曾给过你的温存 每个夜晚不再有泪水翻滚 我愿做你最后一个情人 守护着你每个 清晨日出到黄昏 忘记她曾给过你的伤痕 愿你还像原来一样的纯真 网络小三 做小三和做情人不一样,情人可以和许多人来往,做小三只能属于某个人,不可与别人乱来,只有固定的伙伴,有一种被保养的感觉,网上能养住吗?那就看自己的魅力啦。文字的魅力,性格的魅力,素养的魅力。 我甚至不知道我是怎样的一个女人,冲昏了头脑,不顾一切切的想和你私奔,是文化让我们多情还是文化然让我们无法超越,社会倒退一个时期,我就会做出出人意料的事情。我们爱的真诚而不虚假,炽烈而不毁灭,欲望燃烧的时候,我想与你一起颠倒,绝不后悔,所有的付出和挥洒都值得,哪怕真的想拥有一次快乐! 半醉半醒:小三啊!不要说我粗俗,粗俗到只想拥有你!不要说我淘气,淘气到只想抚摸你,希望有浪漫的事情发生。 红杏出墙:亲爱的,你好,你知道吗?在我内心深处,一直有一个小小的心愿,那就是和你重新拥有一种平和、快乐、互相心仪的日子。从不曾深沉过,也不曾丰富过,我只是一个肤浅的小女人,只做你的小三,好吗 半醉半醒:我知道你会克制的,我知道你会接受的,我知道你会检讨的,我知道你会沉醉不醒的,日子还要那样过下去,我知道责任把我们紧紧绑在一起,可是我们还是要相思,我们还是要亲吻,谁也无法阻止我们颤动的心,在每一个寂寞的夜里我要你,我要你! 红杏出墙:我知道我们是真的用情了,你苦恼吗?你后悔吗?我是个简单的女人,因为被爱包围的太深了,我有时候想自由呼吸,像鱼儿一样。我喜欢我们的思念,我喜欢我们的默契,从没这样的情愫,我兴奋,我失眠,我满足,可是我又担心,我怕在某一天被老公突然发现,眼里容不下什么,他对我恨,骨子里恨,我感情飞走了,我在背叛他的爱,我是不是很坏啊?从道德到品质,我还是很矛盾啊! 半醉半醒:我的宝贝,你让我说什么才能表达我那片真情那片痴情呢?你已经完全融入我的呼吸里我的举止里。走着,想你妩媚的身影,睡着,想你温情恬淡的呼吸,读着,你情感丰富的眼泪,远方的我,在梦里呼唤你的名字,有你的日子真好! 红杏出墙:虚拟的世界想象成现实的生活。遇到你心跳加快,不见你心情变坏,梦见你时光过的好快,想拥有你是不是太长的等待!我把渴望和情感全倾注在你的身上,我完全迷失了自己,在你的灵和肉里走不出来,我整个的血脉和神经都为你痉挛,我全身血液沸腾高涨汹涌。 半醉半醒:我们相爱从没有被世俗污染过,我们相爱每一次都刻骨铭心,甚至销魂颠倒,没有后悔没有责问没有丝毫的报答要求,我们是纯洁的爱。夜里,我在想你的时候你是否也在想着我? 红杏出墙:爱,是一种超级的享受,也是一种残酷的相思折磨,但是爱的双方依然不会责怪对方的。爱情很少成为婚姻,婚姻里,很少有爱情;我们冷静,是因为婚姻的平淡,我们激情,是因为爱情的燃烧。 半醉半醒:浑然不觉,爱已经刻入心田。夜深人静的时候会想起你,但是我们各自有着各自的家庭,都有相似的幸福生活。我们彼此相谈,交换婚姻人生的看法,心灵与心灵的交谈最吸引彼此的灵魂,可我们都不是自私不负责任的人,对各自的婚姻的尊重,压抑我们不期而遇的激情和冲动。 红杏出墙:(小三的无言的结局。惨啊!你一定要知道,懂得。)我理解你说的一切,我知道爱却不能实现的痛苦折磨,尤其是我们女人。我们毋须给予对方什么,顺其自然吧。很想你,真的,骨子里的渴望。 上网是一种快乐,欢乐的是网中的人,在虚幻的网络里相识,从熊熊烈火走到黑林,雪原和边城,像是真的经历了一次人生历练,欢乐,苦恼,悲伤都显得那么真实,我真的心动了,你相信吗?后来走上网络的时候,都会想起这些人,尽管不知道他们的真实名字和真实身份与真实地址,我轻轻的念着他们,觉得幸福,是网络里的那份情牵着我的心灵,网络那头的一颗心感化着我。上网的人,大多是孤独的人,不是生活在孤独里,而是一颗孤独的高傲的心灵。 情是一个梦,是一个甜蜜的梦,使人沉迷,沉入其中者,但愿梦里不愿醒,情是一个陷阱,温柔的陷阱,跌入其中者,明知会越陷越深,却又不愿跳出来。情,是一把火,使人燃烧,使人疯狂。无论网络还是现实中都如此。 沉入网情网恋的朋友们,如果你觉得这份情是那,那么甜蜜,觉得这个梦是那么美好,觉得这个陷阱是那么舒适温柔,那么,你就好好呆在里面,好好享受生活中难以得到的欢乐,不要打破这个梦。《小三》的歌词: 终于你做了别人的小三 我也知道那不是因为爱 城市的夜晚如此的灿烂 只是没有你在身边陪伴 终于你做了别人的小三 从此我不再是你的港湾 当你依偎在他的胸怀 是否已忘记我曾给过的爱 没有说出来 其实我早已有了预感 给不了你幸福的现在 是我如今最大的无奈 等着你对我说出来 你要的不只是我的爱 我用沉默面对你的坦白 曾经的快乐都烟消云散 终于你做了别人的小三 我也知道那不是因为爱 城市的夜晚如此的灿烂 只是没有你在身边陪伴 终于你做了别人的小三 从此我不再是你的港湾 赞 (散文编辑:疏狂) 换个方式与这个城市继续厮守 早晨六点多出门,晚上快八点回来,至始至终迎接自己的只有静默;自从上了大学,周末的… 【原创随笔】弦言岁语 入冬以来,天干物燥,雪花缥缈,整个大地苍凉而且虚空。无论你的心情是度日如年,还是… 永远的军旅梦 永远的军旅梦 (甘肃康乐县 马晓春) 回忆像流星,划过无痕迹,模糊的眼睛,轮廓渐渐… 春雨 我像大地万物一样喜欢春雨。 新年刚过,天空就下起了丝丝春雨。我特别喜欢这江南的春… 弹拨梦想的雪花(修改) 临近年关,落下了第一场雪。 我在清晨惊喜地阅读到一幅长卷,洁白的是雪,灰黄的是树… 真我 流行瞬变,而风格永驻。 在别人身上可以闪闪发光的东西,放在自己这里却未必可以。 在…

My tears are flying

If the running water can turn back, please take me away. If running water can be accepted, no longer worry. If the running water can turn back, please take me away. If running water can be accepted, no longer worry. Some people envy you, free flow. I would like to be you and swim everywhere. If running water is changed to me, tears will flow. If I am clear water, I will not fall in love with this song, it is because I can’t help crying when listening to this song. I haven’t cried for a long time. I have been a crying Ghost since I was a child. The tear gland seems to be more developed than ordinary people. It can gurgle out with slight touch. Now, I am faced with all kinds of hardships in my life. The year I left home without tears, I was only 17 years old. With the dream of youth, I stumbled and ran all the way, countless nights, I came to the edge of Xiangjiang bridge alone and wept silently against the flashing neon lights. I miss my mother, and shed tears of kinship. When I was 18 years old, I began to love my master. I deposited this love into my heart and hid it into a little secret. Just standing quietly under the magnolia tree and meditating towards the master’s dormitory in every quiet night or filled with dark night, tears flooded into disaster. For the master, for the bitter first love, for the secret love heart broken tears. Count carefully, countless tears flow past, for life, for work, for yourself, for relatives, for lovers, for friends may have merged into a small river. How many people do you meet in your life? Or one side of the edge; Or passing by; Or unforgettable; Or stop in the heart. Everyone has flesh and blood and soul, and their bodies exude different beauty. Different character cultivation can cause ripples in their hearts and more or less turbulence. Some people met and hurried past, leaving no trace and taking away all the footprints. Some people touch lightly in the vast sea of people, but they live in their hearts. They want to erase their memories, but they cannot extinguish the feelings they send out. The seemingly casual smile has already boiled in my heart! When I was young, I liked Andersen’s fairy tales, and I often longed for the happy life of the Princess and the Prince since then. The sweet intoxicating feeling was sweet! When I grew up, I was always fascinated by the beauty and romance of Qiong Yao’s novels. The man in Qiong Yao’s works was handsome, gentle and crazy, and that strong love had melted me, intoxicated by the virtual flower before the moon, the dreamy elegant man came to me slowly, tears blurred my eyes. There is no beautiful love fairy tale or romantic feelings written by Qiong Yao in life, only real life. Like-minded 2 personal, very easy to walk in a piece, because common hobby common language closer to each other heart. I think we can’t stay together. How can we have the same personality in a family? Same hobby? There is always only adaptation in the family, only habit. When men and women are speechless by all kinds of trifles in the family, a beauty and a bosom friend will appear. Men feel that their wives do not know themselves and place their hearts on the beauty. The woman felt that her husband didn’t understand herself, so she confided her heart to her blue face. I don’t like to pour out, nor do I like to nag. I don’t have friends of the opposite sex, let alone bosom friends of the blue face. I am such an arrogant and calm woman, rubbing a heart into my heart. The days accompanied by tears have gone away. After 30 years of struggle and struggle in my life, I have become extremely strong! But recently, I suddenly felt some kind of thought in my heart. A shadow always turns back and forth in my mind, which makes me lose my direction. This shadow is so vague, so blurred, thinking, reading, tears twinkling in my eyes! Tears, drop down, one, two, three when the fourth tear drops down, I shivered and broke all the legends about this shadow. Everyone has his own world, there is a sea of Hearts belonging to oneself. Some of the emotions hidden in the spiritual space can be shared with others, and some can only be stored in the heart to accompany the old! Let this shadow float in my heart, floating, hanging, floating, listening to this song in this mood, tears ran quietly along my cheek, it drops like a string of broken beads, very sad and beautiful! If the running water can turn back, please take me away. If running water can be accepted, no longer worry. If the running water can turn back, please take me away. If running water can be accepted, no longer worry. Some people envy you, free flow. I would like to be you and swim everywhere. If the flowing water is changed to me, tears will flow. If the flowing water I am clear, I will not look back. 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…

Chuan Jiang Zizi moving forward along the road [impression wu long essay]]

Chuanjiang chant is a folk singing form which is led by the chauvinist for the unified movement and rhythm of Chuanjiang boatmen, with the help and chorus of all boatmen. From the Internet 1. Getting acquainted with Chuanjiang opera, it turned out to be in an entertainment program that traveled all over the country, “boys and girls rush forward”. Dressed up in a short skirt, several genuine Chongqing elder brothers danced before the game and performed a brief Chuanjiang trumpet, starting with a passionate chant. Suddenly, the distinctive shouting and singing with strong rhythm spread out successively. The noisy crowd suddenly kept silent, without noise and laughter, and only the sound and music floating over the Chuanjiang River for thousands of years echoed faintly in their ears, it seems that people are placed on the bank of the steep Bashu River, with sonorous words and dreams. The compere, a pair of handsome men and girls, obviously didn’t expect these rough voices to be like this. Maybe they were just used to leading the audience to shout loudly and create atmosphere, but it was difficult to deal with the rare silence on the field, considering the wording, I saw that their mouths were stirring, and bigger surprises came everywhere. The Sichuan river trumpets were lingering around and walking away euphemistically. After a short silence, the audience’s applause thundered. The immortal old Chens still have such a great charisma to this day. The listeners are moved, the viewers keep silent, meet by chance, after reading, they can’t help flying across the river and thinking a lot. It was just a happy playground, because the whole atmosphere of this group of Chuanjiang songs seemed to be dignified. I quietly watched these people who had just finished singing falling into the water one by one, none of the whole team could pass the whole pass, but what they left me was not smiling, but yearning for these honest Chuanjiang chants, whining and drinking like on the shore where the water was gasp, the bow of the boat, let go of the throat, enjoy the high low open, Ah call yo 2. In the past few years, Chengdu enjoyed the national flavor of abundance, and at the same time, it also read all Sichuan cuisine. In many restaurants known as authentic Sichuan cuisine, Chuanjiang cuisine was slightly different, and it was said that it integrated the ancient and modern characteristics of Sichuan cuisine, FA gu Yanxin not only inherits the tradition of Sichuan cuisine, but also has the elaborate production of new Sichuan cuisine. Last year, I went to Longquan to see peach blossom, and my friends hosted a reception. There was also a Sichuan-Jiangzi, which was known to be a chain. This store in Longquan is very distinctive. It happens to be a triangular intersection, and a conical building is built at the same time. From a distance, it looks like a building like a bow, holding its head high and moving forward through the waves. Several big words with great momentum: Chuanjiang trumpet, red font, flowing clouds and flowing water, as if stepping on the waves. If eating has been counted as a culture, people who love food now have too many choices. They just fill their stomachs. It seems that there is no realm. Sitting in the shop of Chuanjiang restaurant, tasting delicious food, it is rare to feel the long-standing Chuanjiang culture with some cultural meanings. Eating Sichuan cuisine, drinking Sichuan wine and smoking Sichuan cigarettes, a group of Sichuan friends with smiling faces, and I, who was famous from other places, seemed to hear the Sichuan river horn coming from far away in a little tipsy, melodious, full of flavor. That night, several people were a little drunk. A little brother from Chongqing hit the beat of Chuanjiang horn and shouted fiercely. On Longquan Street, it attracted people to look back. We looked at each other and smiled. 3. This year, my friend went to Wulong and said that what he was doing there was very decent now. He was impressed by Wulong. He searched for the descendants of Chuanjiang Horn in those years and planned a real Chuanjiang sailing scene. My friend was a salesman, benefiting from his career, he came and went freely all over the country. Every time he heard these things, he felt extremely jealous. This time I heard the Chuanjiang horn again, and I couldn’t help wondering. Many years ago, there were no motor boats at that time. The Cypress boats left the river, with narrow waterways and urgent water flow. When there were dangerous beaches, they all went along the river by manpower. What kind of scene was that! Thus, the most complicated and changeable Labor horn of Chuanjiang River in China was born. When the horn rang, the sound shook along the coast, while the trackers buried their heads in drinking and strived forward, all of which gave us countless reveries, that song, of course, is the symphony of power and folk music, led by clear and bright high pitch, followed by a group of solemn and stirring echo, between the mountains and the water, and under the sky, that should be a huge magnificent picture. I couldn’t help being obsessed with it. Wu Long is not far away, my friend said with a smile, since I like it, just go and have a look. Before leaving, my friend patted the round belly, and I will be your guide when I have time. It suddenly occurred to me that Yin Xiangjie’s love of the trickster was also related to Chuanjiang opera? It must be, but the artistic works seem too romantic, which is different from what I understand. On the shore, under the scorching sun, in the cold wind, the real Chuanjiang trumpet, the real trickster, they are a group of working people at the bottom, who pull the fiber to survive and support their families. And it was just them who kowtowed step by step in the past when goods came out of Sichuan and trade, and they wrote the most primitive movement of life hard and pulled the ship ahead of the times! I decided to have a look, not to visit, but to worship, experience and feel the sufferings of my predecessors. Of course, I also wanted to listen to the great folk music of Chuanjiang, which made my soul dream. That’s the decision. Maybe it is the golden autumn and October. 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. 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People go to the lower

People go to the lower

A long time ago, I was always keen on reading success such as The Complete Book of success and wealth, the biography of Bill Gates, the art of being a human being, the fable of doing things, the white scroll and so on, I also like to read wonderful and inspiring speeches by Jack Ma, Pan Yishi and others on the way to victory and life. When Liu Bang saw the dragon chariot of Emperor Qinshihuang, he said that being a man should be like this. At that time, my thinking and understanding were like that: I was longing for the unpredictable future every day. Life is a hero, death is also a ghost! From books and celebrities’ mouths, many words and languages are golden rules. I copy them constantly and even imitate my own language behaviors deliberately, deliberately apply the learned fur step by step in real life. But then, I found myself a toddler in Handan, gradually losing myself and the direction of life. Are those books wrong? Jack Ma and others are wrong? But the book is written by combining the rich experience and lifelong training of many successful people, let alone the speeches of successful people: they have proved or are proving the Sunshine Avenue with their own practical actions! However, all roads lead to Rome, but I have never found a suitable way for myself, and I have not made any development and breakthrough as expected! Am I wrong? What followed was depression and anxiety. It is a natural truth that people go high and water flows low. As a person, we should constantly learn from successful people and learn from their successful experience, constantly improve our own shortcomings and shortcomings in the process of learning, and make ourselves in the society, in a certain group or organization, it can deal with the complex and tedious interpersonal network with ease and perfection, and finally achieve certain achievements, and climb to the glorious place, which is what everyone yearns for but not everyone can meet and seek. I finally found that this is a kind of blind learning and stupid progress! This so-called pursuit, the so-called moving to a higher place, is a little careless, which not only wastes time, but also gives oneself fatal, even destructive blows and injuries at the same time! The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard! This is a consolation I often say to myself when I am confused and at a loss. So I continued the so-called hard work and struggle until my head was bleeding and my body was covered with bruises. In many people’s eyes, this is a typical performance of not admitting defeat, being persistent and advancing despite difficulties. But to some extent, this is a pedantic! Life is like riding a boat, this is a kind of wisdom! But retreat is a kind of courage and a kind of mind! Taking a step back, you will find that there is no way to go on a new road, and there is no way to go. The Willow is dark and the flowers are bright. This is discovered after the retreat, so the Sage has a cloud: Zhi Zhi Zhi, Hui Ye. When it’s time to let go, the tighter the sand in hand is, the more sand is missing! Zhang Liang retired after assisting Liu Bang, the emperor of Han, to ascend the throne. Fan Li assisted King Goujian of Yue to retreat after he lost Wu Wang Fu Chai for two decades, and gave full play to what he had learned in business, then he became the originator of business. However, after Liu Bowen assisted Zhu Yuanzhang to seize the world and established the Ming Dynasty, he wanted to retreat without hiding, but he refused to retreat repeatedly. Sometimes it was difficult to retreat until he was poisoned to death. Water flows down, and water has its own wisdom. She was gentle. She was not scared or afraid. She was neither humble nor overbearing. She was silent. She was natural, but the water was worn by drops of water. Therefore, the water energy was rigid, and the water energy was big and small. It was shaped with things and unpredictable. If we say that moving forward to a higher place is the only way out for human beings, then human beings can only go away and die on their own! There is no eternal thing in the world, no flag that will never fall down! You may finally reach the commanding height you ‘ve been dreaming of through constant efforts and various means, but when you arrive, when you look down at the sky and all the living beings, while you are immersed in the excitement, joy and happiness of success, you may certainly feel a kind of inexplicable melancholy, even feel lost! Walking all the way, you don’t enjoy the scenery along the way, and you don’t have the leisure to enjoy the pleasant life of ordinary people. You will finally have a kind of disappointment until despair! According to the conclusion drawn from the research of scientists, some successful writers, such as Dumas; Painters, such as Van Gogh, and some successful people, when they were at their most glorious time, they often choose suicide inexplicably. It is said that they have reached the commanding height of their lives. Looking back at the world, they feel unprecedented loneliness and loneliness, so they die by drinking bullets! Known a fish, salmon. When these fish are migrating or in the breeding season, they are in groups and often go upstream against the water. They try their best to jump up for several meters and dozens of meters high, and the momentum is spectacular, and it was this kind of jump against the water which was close to despair, thus preserving his own life and multiplying his own offspring. This was a shocking journey against the water, a contest between life and death, but the result was that the Malaysian fish against the water survived! If we don’t want to regard the journey of life or the process of life as a kind of tourism, then we should have the wisdom and courage to know and retreat. People don’t have to go high. The higher they go, the worse they fall! On the contrary, it is much easier to walk down. While walking, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery of the world like poems, and you can enjoy those subtle but extremely beautiful moments and feelings. People can walk down, free and easy, like a stream, whispering while slowly flowing, light, to ordinary, to simple, that is a kind of artistic conception, it is also an extraordinary mind! People go down, if you like, then come! 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…