Memento picking up of eight

Silly mouth, our countryman cares that children always droop like silly mouth. San hanzui ranked the third among his brothers at home. He loved gambling when he was young, and his whereabouts was wandering in several nearby villages all the year round. Things in the field were thrown to his two elder brothers and one younger brother. When he was in his twenties, he was sentenced to prison for several years for insulting women. After coming out, relying on the cost of staying in prison, the broken cans fell down, which made some troubles in the village, almost rampant. The electricians in the village used to be a hard job. They usually had a lot of things, and it was difficult to charge, but they were also criticized by the villagers. It was a typical hard job. An old electrician who had worked in the village for more than ten years could not hold on, so he quit. Originally, this three-hanzui knew nothing about electricians, but seeing that it was profitable, he took the job. I hired an electrician and charged two or more to the villagers than before. The electricity meters in the village were all installed on the telegraph poles beside the streets in the village, and were locked with wooden boxes, it is up to him to decide how much the electricity meter has gone in January. Most of the villagers dared not to say anything. In addition, he spent money to dredge the relationship with the power supply bureau in the county, and no result was found when others reported it. Later, everyone was helpless. It took only two or three years to build five spacious large tile houses with blue bricks in the village. The base of the house was higher than that of one other person. He also married a wife and lived a better life than ordinary people in the village. Zhao daoer, four men and one woman in his family, is the eldest. His mother passed away early, so it was not easy to be a father to pull them. In the past, it was difficult for him to have a family. He didn’t get married, but several younger brothers became a family under the pull of his father and him. He has some asthma, which is called roar disease by villagers, so villagers call it roar disease. People are simple and straightforward, and they are not bad in the village. That was the summer of that year, on the new street in the north of the village, Zhao daoer and several other women in the village sat on the stones and chatted together. It should be the fate. San Han stopped to cut in when he passed. Somehow, they talked about the issue of electricity bill, and then they became stiff: they shouted at Sanhan for saying that it was shameless to charge more electricity bill, and Sanhan said that I would charge more, you can? Have you the ability to kill me? Shout out that you are a hero, just lie down and let me hit? These three silly mouths really lay down on the ground. Firstly, the words were irritated to that. Besides, there were several women watching the scene of bustle nearby, and they couldn’t face it. At ordinary times, they were a little dissatisfied with this person. At the moment, their heads surged up, the Roar really lifted a stone and threw it down. At the moment, his brain splashed, and the person lying there was more gas and less gas. The smashing people and the people nearby were both stupid and stayed there for a long time. It was also a woman who reminded me first: run, what are you waiting! Then he woke up and ran to the back mountain of the village. After a long time, people in the village informed several brothers of San hanzui. After calling the police, several women all said that they didn’t know where the murderer had gone. The police filed a case, but couldn’t catch anyone. The brothers of sanhanzui also had a common relationship with this brother at ordinary times. After going to the police station for several times, they saw no result and gradually lost their heart. The wife of sanhanzui is a Taoist, and she doesn’t know how to deal with it. Besides, she doesn’t have much affection with sanhanzui. I cried a few times now, and after a few days, I went back to my mother’s home after getting the money from my family. Later someone said that he had seen roar in a remote province. Somehow, I still hope he can live a safer life, although I know that he is a guilty person legally. 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…

Clove asked

The days in March change as you say. The bleak wind and bitter rain replaced the sunny day. The spring breeze touched my face as if it had passed away. The crowd came and went in the station. Where did you go? Is there anyone who is expecting there? Holding the ticket, crumpled, hesitant, go or not? Try to capture the warmth of yesterday and tell yourself that you have not been forgotten by this planet. Love for a person, the planet is a person who likes her. With a whistle of spring, the birds started to act, flapping their wings and rushing to the green forest. Many days seem to be smooth and comfortable, and a grain of dust in the emotional world will also become the final fatal component. This is the reason why a straw kills a camel. Walking on the rugged path of this emotion like walking on the thin ice, thorns were worn out all over the soles of the feet, pain followed, but never flinch, because there was sweetness in the bottom of my heart, I couldn’t expect to miss it and brushed it for so many times, but it can’t be brushed off, not only in real life, but also in the spiritual sky to erase the last wound. My heart sank into the bottom of the sea without a trace. Put away my sigh and continue my life. I didn’t deliberately imagine anything. People lived for a lifetime, and those who remembered were the vast majority of people who didn’t remember. Later, they gradually forgot the problems sooner or later. There are a lot of morning and dusk drifting, as if I forgot. On a turbulent day, the frost flowers gently entrenched on the window lattice, forming a dense barrier, which blurred the sight and made the figure more than enough. Who was holding the oiled paper umbrella, under the lilac tree, that delicate and beautiful figure, faded away. Little by little, banana does not show clove knot. When we meet, even if we laugh, we also have a faint sadness-when will we meet this time? And next time? Luxury is so short that after a moment, they turn around and walk towards their loneliness. Together, this is such an attractive slogan, with only three words covering so many. Love is more mysterious because we can’t get it. The one we are together is not the one we like. We were once on the small bridge with flowing water, laughing at the dim Ravens in the withered vines, and we once skimmed the clear stream of the mountain stream together, let’s enjoy the birds singing in the forest together. They are so happy. Is there no time for sadness? When the rape flowers were yellow all over the mountains, the kite floated high and high, and the wire pulling it became more and more tight, and finally the string was broken. Although in the distant sky, you could not hear the tragic bang, the kite is free and has no distractions. But after a while, it felt zero gravity, floating without center of gravity, and finally headed to the earth. It was tired and no longer flying. Fragmented, quiet in the eternal corner. The wind is like it, and it is swaying all the way, sending the blue sky to each other. The style is gentle and graceful. Once the string breaks, the wind becomes a killer, accelerating the kite’s leaving steps. Double-edged sword, dazzling white blade, silent piercing. Rape flowers are yellow, and faint overflows deep red. This is the last smile, and there will always be this day, said the kite. In the station, she seemed to have seen this kite, self-esteem, calm, clearly sad, but as if it had never happened. The ticket has been smashed, so I decided not to go. Turning around in the bleak and rainy streets, I was looking forward to the ringing of the phone, but never. The thread on that end is also cut off. Kite is who? Not you, not me. Lilac is about to bloom. It is elegant, refreshing and fragrant, and floral petals. How many times have they been broken before they are combined into beauty? This is March, and the flowering period hasn’t come yet. Have you heard the sound of rain hitting the flower heart? Yu is asking — have you ever cared about me… Don’t ask this stupid sour question again! Clove opened his eyes wide and said angrily. 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…

Looking back on the youth with broken wings

The scars which were ridged with holes were raised reluctantly, and the wings of looking back at youth were broken slowly. The Cold Light, which seemed to be intentionally and unintentionally, slowly kissed my skin. The contemptuous smile and the Filar pain cut off the sad memory of being at a loss, and the stream of consciousness filled with clouds was scared on the beach. The strong stubbornness bit through the rude and overbearing throat, and a purple mandala flower grew wildly on the weeds in the heart. The oblique seal on the blade engraved the lost youth, and the bright red stamens were filled with clear young tears. Ignoring the emotional thinking approaching the steep cliff, the ellipsis suddenly stayed here sadly. Looking back at the youth sigh, stranded in the confusion gap between spring and autumn; The broken wings are like snow season, cold and pale peripheral nerve. That round of rising round moon gave out soft light; The neon lights lined with sorrow were so clear-cut. The fragrance came from the distance, and the faint and ethereal became a song. Sighing and voicing are depressing and depressing in the dead corner. Whose lips kiss wake up the sleepy emotion? And hypnotize the throbbing soul softly. The lazy mood woke up from the silence and ignited the passion never seen before in the space. Stay Young Emerald and beautiful, waiting for this land of Holy Spirit. The loneliness of the past was a little decadent in the shuttle, and the light fur horse recited the feeling of youth’s sorrow? Folding fan waving alone on a floor, unspoken! Looking forward to the future, who knows where is the boundary of youth? Where should it be? In fact, who knows whose youth wings have already been broken? Who knows who is tired of youth? Who is willing to stay in the pure castle of childhood? Wind, wind, you blow and break my youth wings, the scar oozing blood; It is an important chapter that will never be obliterated in my life books, and a history that will never be forgotten in my life. In the season of youth and ignorance, there is no emotion that I am eager to move; Loneliness and loneliness have filled my heart. Enclosed in the country of my own fantasy, placed in a beautiful dream, tirelessly doing curtain after curtain and enjoying the moonlight with Qing lying in the orchid boat. Fall crazily fall crazily numb crazily, because the beautiful corners of youth are full of deep stabbing pain that has nothing to do with love. It is said that life needs to be strong to have sunshine, and the long world of mortals needs to bear to enjoy. Silent shouting and longing, silent sigh and depression; But my youth was severely broken in this tired struggle and tangled heartbreak. This situation not romantic, this situation not clove Changchun. The autumn leaves are drifting and falling, a tree is melancholy, and the curling helplessness breaks the Wall marketing entanglement; The flowers bloom and fade, playing the string breaks, who listens to the lonely pain. The shadow which was on the verge of despair hung in the ethereal, and the youth sadness which could not be concealed flew and fell in the eyes; The crush was in the palm and the moon was shocked. The unreachable hope and promise remained in the heart sea, and burst out a long sigh. Who is ferry for life at the end of youth? The regretless navigation lights disappeared in the cloud and mist, and the creases on the eyebrows were filled with slight sadness. At the moment when I turned around, I heard the shallow sigh of the wings of youth; I could not forget the purple melancholy and the sad eyes. I really want to shake off the childish dust and weave a beautiful dream of flying. Pretend to be reserved smile, play the youth scenery; Spread the calm of the water. Is that youth story? It stirs up the floc that has not moved for a long time in my heart. The gaunt torture grinds the moon with sigh, and the cold wind gradually corrodes the beauty and purity of youth. The paper umbrella spinning in the rain cannot cover the sunset glow in the West. Step on the tail of passing youth, restrain rage and injustice; Tend to be indifferent mood intimate smile. Touching the bright sadness, the rose in full bloom has your beautiful oath. Through my scarred thoughts and emotions, I only closed the youth with broken wings which passed away from the fireworks in the abyss under the sea. Tidy up the chaotic mood, unbridled to show the handsome red life in the years. Indulged in the flowery scenery on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, the vigorous temperament was graceful and romantic instantly. At this time, your hair infected a pool of blue lotus and the moonlight was beautiful; It was gorgeous in my heart. Seal up the youth with broken wings, you gently pull me around and face your eyes; Let the warmth flow with bright and gorgeous tenderness. 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…

Mo flowers

In the early winter of 2008, the morning sun of this day was particularly bright, with white clouds floating leisurely in the blue sky and the breeze touching the face, it is a little cold, but it is not as cold as that peculiar in winter. Although it is already early winter, it seems that there is no sign of winter coming in such a South! At this time, the horn of the annoying broadcast of doing morning exercises rang out of the window. After two days of rest on weekends, people were very lazy, and there was no movement in the dormitory when they got up very early! Although the class time in a week is so rare, I still don’t want to have classes. Maybe this is the so-called college life. I spent my life in this way unconsciously. This year is already my sophomore year, with a little more free space. Although there is no need to go to the inhuman life of doing morning exercises and night lessons for a long time, after all, we still have to eat, sleep and have classes, and we usually stay in this canteen every day, in the 3.1-line life of classrooms and dormitories, I occasionally go outside with some friends, or play basketball, etc. College life is so plain, but it is very real! This is Tian Mufeng’s experience of university. There were still five people living in the same dormitory with me. All of them came to different places. It could be said that they met by chance and were all guests from other places. Getting to know each other is fate. We get along well without any conflicts. We just argue occasionally. In the dormitory, there is an early play now. Several brothers who have classes in the morning, fortunately, there are not too many complaints, but some of them have no classes in the morning, but they have to express their dissatisfaction, I can hear it almost every morning, and the content is almost the same! Cursing the broadcast, eager to smash the broadcast! As usual, I got up early as always. Having classes today is one reason, and another is more important. The school I was in seemed to be very large and beautiful. Until graduation, I had not gone through every corner of the school. I only know that there are many teaching buildings, lecture halls and so on in the school. Sometimes it is difficult to find where the classroom is for class! There is a fountain square in the campus, which is facing the administrative building of the school. It is usually lively There. Every morning, there will always be many early school students there, or sitting on the seat on the square, or standing on the side of the square near the artificial lake walking back and forth, probably because he also thinks that walking his legs is helpful for thinking! The lake is very clean, and there are workers dealing with the sundries on it every day. The students also take good care of the environment here, and few people throw rubbish into the water. There is a trail paved with cobblestones by the lake. Every time after a rainstorm in summer, that trail will be submerged almost without exception. Willows are planted by the lake opposite the square, and green lawns are paved on the ground. Whenever spring comes, Willows spit out tender green ones. Soft branches blow over the water surface with the wind, making ripples layer by layer, It seems to be so harmonious and beautiful together. Not far from the square, there is a small arched bridge across the lake. There are many stairs on it, which is also a beautiful scenery of the school! In many places of the school, there are very personalized small broadcasts, either beside the bench by the roadside, in the flower bed by the roadside, or near the sparsely populated river ponds. In short, there are everywhere. Every weekend, beautiful light music will be broadcast. In fact, I like this kind of music very much. At that time, I didn’t have money, and I was not willing to buy P3/P4 and so on. Sometimes I sat by the Lotus Pond alone, listening quietly while thinking about the future life. The night on campus is also a beautiful scenery line. When night comes, the colorful lights on campus bloom, which adds a gorgeous veil to the beautiful campus. The floating music, the glory of the lights, the fountain in the distant Square, the fountain is constantly gushing outward, with the fiery light, looking from a distance like a flame burning on the spot, cut through the silent night. In addition to the reflection in the lake, I can’t tell which one is true or false. In the pond near the school dormitory, there is a pool of lotus roots. Every summer, the lotus flowers in the pool stand Tingting, with several dragonflies lying on it from time to time, A piece of Lotus only showed its pointed feet. There had been a scene of dragonflies standing up. Among the lotus leaves, a few wild ducks were playing happily with water, which stirred up layers of ripples on the calm water surface. The slender branches of the weeping willows on both sides fell on the water, and the breeze blew, The branches touched the water, as soft as a girl’s long hair! A small bridge connects the two sides of the pond, which is the necessary place for students to go to class every day. There is a piece of kapok beside the two sides of the bridge. Whenever spring comes, it will bloom a lot of flowers, very beautiful! Maybe it is because its vitality is too tenacious! Every autumn, garden workers cut it very small, leaving only a little on the ground. Most of the time I thought it would wither and die like this, and sometimes I would feel sad for it for no reason! But when spring came, I found that it was so tenacious! Whenever autumn comes, I will pick some of its seeds from the branches of kapok and take it home, hoping that when spring comes next year, planted in his own home, perhaps because he felt that he would leave such a city one day, such a life and some unforgettable people, there is also such a piece of kapok accompanying me through the days! But now it is winter, the Kapok is still withered, maybe they are waiting for the arrival of the spring that can make everything recover, it seems to tell the world that winter is coming, will spring be far away? There are also many canteens in the school, but it seems that they are still not enough, because every time when it comes to eating, they are always crowded, and the dishes in the canteen seem to remain unchanged, year after year, day after day, so that even if we don’t go to the canteen today, everyone can know what dishes are in the canteen. Although I always complain every day, I don’t want to go to school so far every day to eat! But eventually still want to eat, no way. After breakfast, as usual, I took a few books in my hand and walked along the path everyday, watching the classmates who were doing morning exercises with the rhythm of the broadcast on the playground, it seemed that I missed us at that time in my heart, but it was also funny. Thinking of my innocence and obedience in those years, I could only shake my head with a smile and stride through. Perhaps because of the early winter, the dew this morning seemed to be very heavy, and the lawn by the river was like a shower of rain! In this way, the school life keeps repeating every day. Although it seems dull to others, I never feel it. This kind of life is still very satisfying for me. I always like to go to the library when there is no class at ordinary times. At the beginning, there was only an old library in the school, or because the books in it are old, many books have lost their original faces. Later, a new library was built, with a space of five floors. Each floor is classified. Those who like the class can go to which floor. There are not many books there, but the booklists are relatively wide and relatively new, the environment is relatively beautiful, rows of neat bookshelves, as well as the wooden tables and chairs for learning, which seem to have some primitive style, where to feel the invasion of the literary fragrance, life seems to be very elegant. There are not many people in the library at ordinary times. The environment is very good and quiet. But when the exam is approaching, the library will be overcrowded, with noisy voices or cramming for the exam. Later, I liked to go to the new library. Sometimes I stayed for one day. I think you can forget hunger when reading books, so that you can save some money every month, and you can also learn some knowledge to make everything perfect. I always like to sit in a corner near the window, A person looks at the books he likes quietly. When he is tired, he will lie on the table to have a rest, or raise his head to look at the scenery in the campus, hoping to leave more of it in his memory. The breeze sometimes blows the curtain through the window and blows my cheek. It is a little cold, indeed, because it is already a cold winter! The cold wind also pulled back my mind. I shivered slightly, got up hurriedly and closed the window. Then I put my hand in my pocket and warmed it for a while, then I felt what warmth was. Now it was just in the early stage of the exam. At this time, there were more and more people in the library. The seats beside the desk were almost full. The voices of people were always rising one after another. Although it was not very high, it felt a little noisy. Although the slogan of not speaking is placed on each desktop, it obviously has no obvious effect at this time! I prefer to read some books about literature, those good books, and more like to experience feelings. At that time, I felt that what those writers wrote and said were so reasonable. I remember that I read a book called “People know what they are” at that time. What it said in the book is very reasonable, and it seems that I have learned something from it! Write down those philosophic words in your heart silently to inspire yourself, Constantly improve your own shortcomings. The winter in Jiangnan is not very cold. As the winter is approaching the end, there is already a sign of spring blooming! When the train crossed the vast river, looking at the ships traveling in the Yangtze River, maybe because of the long distance, it seemed so small at this time, with the feeling of a boat sailing up the waves! In March of Yangchun, a season full of fireworks, everything is recovering. Green grass, green trees and willows along the river can’t wait to spit out tender buds. If at night, there is a beautiful scenery of Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and the moon. I don’t know under what circumstances did Liu Yong write that song “Rain Lin Lin” at that time? The wind of willows blowing on the face without cold is blowing the earth green and waking up the sleeping flowers. What is waiting for them will be the prosperity of another season! Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…

Old

Old

I don’t remember when it started. Friends would joke and say: you are old. A few days ago, I was with an iron Buddy. He saw how I walked with my feet padded. I said that I started running in the morning and only ran for a few days. I felt a little uncomfortable running my feet. When he heard that I ran three thousand meters in twenty minutes, he was surprised and even said that he would definitely not succeed, because after all, he was over 40 years old. I thought to myself, it’s okay, I don’t feel much old. Looking back, in fact, I am still old. Otherwise, how could the feet be like that. Besides, in those years, who said to get up and exercise in the morning, I would tell him: you are destined to live for 70 years. You may be able to live three more times if you use more than one hour to get up and exercise early every day, five years, however, when you were dying, the final settlement was made. In fact, the extra years were the time you spent running. Hey Hey, are you worthwhile? It is better for me to sleep late! However, it is really heartless, how can I get up early to run? Although it was because my child said he would run away, I was caught by my wife in the fire. However, I can accommodate my child and be caught by my wife. Maybe it is because I am old. Perhaps, being able to say sorrow for new words is the symbol of youth; And if you don’t want to give any words, it doesn’t matter whether you worry or not. We will do whatever you say, it is the symbol of old. In this way, my friends seem to be old. There was a friend who was chasing a female classmate when he was in college. Even though he had to beg for money everywhere, he still didn’t forget to go two miles to buy a bunch of flowers for Yi very early every day. We laughed at him that he was not good enough, and he was very proud of himself. Just two years ago, he often drank and played cards outside, and someone called him old Urchin. He still didn’t take it seriously, and even his wife didn’t bother him. Of course, his wife was not the female classmate who took him off before he even had time to grind ink. However, there were only so many good people who couldn’t drink much wine in the past two years. When playing cards, they also knew that they had already gone home. Chastened. If the word “good” is not for intimacy, it usually means children. There is another saying called “Old return” (read return) small, you see, be good, don’t you get old? There was another friend who made people happy most: After graduating from college, he still stayed together for two years. Therefore, he wanted to go out to work with others before he went to Guiyang, others took a hard ride to Guangzhou. He felt that he hadn’t taken a plane since he was so big. Therefore, he took a plane to work for a job whose salary was not enough for two months. It makes us happy when we think about it. However, this guy seems to be more obedient than anyone else. I often get a wife of a male buddy, and the female buddy will rush to remarry him. It can be seen that people who have been small all the time like it, but those who have been old must be the rebellion of the group. Hey, rebellious. However, I myself seems to have been a good guy for a long time. A few years ago, I was able to drink and play cards without sleeping for 72 hours in a row. Of course, I still went to work with a straight eye. However, I don’t know when to start, and suddenly I feel that I can’t endure it. Up to now, I can only stay awake for 24 hours at most. It is also good that the flowers will not bloom long. Our boss is also old. A few years ago, he drank a lot. We often think that he absolutely drank eight taels in the morning and eight taels in the afternoon, and he took midnight snack at one or two or three o’clock in the evening, he can continue to drink eight Liang, and there is no need to calculate if he drinks some beer. As the leader, he was full of heroic spirit in doing things, drinking and heroic spirit. I remember once on the table, a section-level buddy like him said that he was not in good health and could not drink any more. He said, when investigating cadres, one thing is to be healthy and in poor health. Can it be a reason for not drinking? Everyone feels brilliant. That buddy has to consider himself unlucky, drink it. Just like this. In the past two years, we feel that he has stopped a lot. You see, this is also because I am old. Well, it seems that time is really fair and just. Once you get old, the people around you will get old. However, even if you are old, there should be nothing to sigh. Haven’t you ever seen those who are often bantered as tender bamboo shoots, how eager they are to grow old; Those seniority always sit down, I wish I am old. In addition, people are not old, they are not good at all. They stand at thirty, and they are not confused at forty, and they know the destiny at fifty. You can only stand, the trees are beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy them. You can only step into, only when you know the destiny, can you understand where the wind comes from and prepare for a rainy day. It suddenly occurred to Su Shi that when he was less than 40 years old, he called himself an old man in “hunting in Mizhou, jiangchengzi” and also said that his temples were slightly frosted, which must mean that he was somewhat old. However, seven years later, he sang loudly in the short stream of orchid buds at the foot of Huanxisha mountain that there was no less life and the flowing water in front of the door could still be West. Thus, maybe it can be proved that people will be more philosophical after they really know the destiny, thus they will not be old. Su Shi sighed for getting old before and didn’t fear getting Old later, which reminded me of another story. This story comes from Chuang Tzu: to evil, Hu Zhi said that life is not evil! To the evil, I know that the evil death is not weak, but I do not know that the return is evil! Li Zhiji, son of Ai Feng. At the beginning of the Jin dynasty, the Emperor wept with tears and pluckles, and as for Wang Suo, he slept with Wang in the same basket, eating and rumbling, and regretted that he wept. To evil, Zhifu, the dead will not regret the beginning of life! (Chuang Tzu’s theory of things) the main idea of this story is that Li Ji was unwilling to marry at first, but she didn’t feel bad about it. Instead, she only regretted that she didn’t marry to death. Why did she come here? What Chuang Tzu wants to tell us is that when you are not dead, how bad do you think death is? Hey Hey, after you really died, you arrived there, you will certainly regret how boring you are when you are here! It can be seen that death is just like this, and no one can bear it. 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…

Tears all the way

When I first set foot on the job, my father smiled. He said: I started to work again, and I was still in the place where my dad worked. Dad was very happy and proud of you! When my father said this, his face was filled with happy smiles. Looking at my father’s heartfelt smile, I left tears. But I knew it was tears of joy and tears, and I was also grateful to my father. For a long time, father has broken his heart for us; Father has been suffering from evil diseases for us; Father has never said bitter and tired for us. My father just tried his best to give our sisters the most comfortable life. Maybe it was too comfortable to live, which made our sisters’ thoughts lazy. We never asked my father: tired or not? Because in our impression and in our heart, father is an omnipotent person. No matter where we are or what we do, as long as we have a father, we will be confident. Father’s smile and father’s encouraging eyes make our sisters feel that they can do anything. Just so, we ignored that hard father. We only know that father is the most powerful father, and he will always be our patron saint. The real experience of my father’s hard work was neither his father’s illness or his leaving. But on the first day when I set foot on my job, my father gave me a lot of advice and instructions, and then sent me out of the house. When I looked back, I saw the glittering and translucent in my father’s eyes, but the corners of my mouth were clearly pleased with the smile. The doorstep gradually disappeared in my sight, and I knew my father must still be standing there. Because he was always worried about me, afraid that I would have something unhappy when I went to work on the first day. That’s how my father cared for our sisters a hundred times. He devoted his whole life to cultivating our sisters, but he grew old gradually. After getting on the bus, my previous mood gradually calmed down. After about two minutes of driving, I became a little impetuous, and something seemed to be blocked in my heart. Quickly put his head out of the car window, breathing the air outside. But the bicycle figure flashing outside the window made my tears burst out at once. In tears, I saw my father walking on the road to work with his shabby bicycle at home. His body must be leaning forward, because father had to walk a long way, and he had to go to work at a certain time. My father was always on time and disciplined, and never wanted others to speak of him. When I think like this, I hate myself for my ignorance. At that time, I always ran to my father after work and asked him what good things he had bought for me. If there was no one, I would hide aside and get angry again. At that time, my father always walked to me gently and stroked my head with a smile and said, “Dad will bring you good things tomorrow! After listening to my father’s words, I wiped my tears and still sobbed and looked at my father and said: don’t play tricks on my naughty behavior. My father smiled. The next day, my father really brought me a lot of things. I jumped up happily, but I didn’t see the sweat in front of my father’s forehead. I would like to go back to that era and say to my father: Dad, you have worked hard! But time will not go back, my father has gone far away. The window was still flashing green, the sunshine was still hiding in the clouds, and the sky was hazy wet, which was exactly like my heart at this time. I don’t know when it rained outside the window, and it rained all the way in my heart. I never thought that my father was so hard. Every day, he rode a bicycle back and forth, the road I am going to walk now. 70 or 80 miles away! However, my father wants to work like this every day, just for the better life and happier growth of our sisters. Father who comes out early and comes back late! Now I know why you go to work before dawn every day, and you don’t come back until the moon hangs on the treetop. At that time, we complained that you came back too late. I don’t know that you spend 1/3 of your time walking alone every day. What about your rest? What about your health? We don’t think about it at all. We just live in your warm embrace. I still remember that before leaving, my father said, “do a good job there. Don’t miss home! Yeah! How can you be willing to let me go back and forth every day for such a long way? But you? You are never willing to take the bus. You said: Not far away, riding a bicycle, exercising and exercising. Now that you think about it, your smile contains so many hardships. The bus all the way, the sobs all the way, and the guilt all the way. Father, my father, used to be so tired, but he never complained to us. How can this not make me sad? After getting off the bus, the sky was still crying. I rushed into the rain, imagining that my father dragged his tired body every day, walking so far, and bringing us unexpected small things. My heart will be so painful that I can’t help myself. Standing in the rain for a long time, I couldn’t tell whether it was tears or rain on my face. My heart is always in pain. The first thing to go to the residence is to call my father. When that old voice rang in my ear: New, arrived, it’s raining outside, pay attention to your body! Now my tears burst into the bank, I still remember clearly the choking of that day: Dad, you have been tired all your life, and you should enjoy your happiness! Dad has always been proud of you, Dad has always felt very happy! I knew my father’s hands must be trembling, and my father’s tears must be flowing. Because his father knew that his daughter had grown up now, he was sensible and knew the hardships of life, he was pleased. Now, I am still walking on the road my father once walked. Although there will be tears all the way, I have deeply felt that my father has built the warmest journey of life for me with love. Father’s Day is coming, I would like to send my deep yearning for my father in this article! 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…

Be a cat that won’t let you worry about

Air conditioning room. During the interval of work, I suddenly looked at QQ and began to be stunned. It seems to be far away from your world. Since I told you that we didn’t start at the right time. They said that the pain was only a hundred days long. Any gentle yearning can’t match the baptism and drying of time. Then, do they know that you have been hidden in my heart, and the unspeakable scar is as clear as yesterday? My head is a cat, such a cold animal, a treacherous minister in people’s eyes, and have I ever been hurt by love in your world? I feel very sad when I look at your QQ that is no longer on. However, we have met each other in this life, but meeting does not mean that we will have a chance to defend each other. It happened that we don’t embrace each other in this life, but we have hot words to mark a period of time that changes the track because of each other. Cat, an animal with heavy body like love but lonely, and a creature with heavy wind and rain but never looking back. However, I am destined to be a cat in this life, because I am daughter’s body, weak and boneless, but there are layers of burdens on both shoulders, and I lost my master, even with your shelter, you can’t make your body and mind peaceful. I’m afraid that when the wind and rain hit, your sadness will increase. I have never said love to you, although my heart has already gone beyond the direction I can control and is heading for you. But I will never be determined. What I want to choose is a custom rooted in the world, not a spirit that can give up everything for love in your eyes. I am just a cat who accidentally intruded under your roof, guarding my field and living with lonely companions at night. I think you love me. I think it is really lucky for me to meet you in this life. I think if it were not for you in this life, I would not be a cat, I will be trapped in an unknown world because I cannot perceive my soul. I think you are not lucky, because you accidentally unsealed my skill for many years, which revived my soul. Therefore, you are doomed to never own me again,, god knows, how much I am hate that moment I didn’t continue to sleep? Why should I bear such a cold and helpless night? They said, you can’t choose him, even if he is your robbery. I nodded, yes, I can’t choose you, even if this is not my intention. Because, at the moment I woke up, I knew that I loved you so much that I couldn’t let anyone hurt you, even if that person was me and the love you dreamed. Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, but he can’t die with butterfly. He can only place his dream on butterfly, but his body is still wandering in the world. Then, how can my cat hold you deeply? I love and love me. When the Hot Wheel of Time passes through our thin oath, I am afraid that I will be messy in the past where deep feelings fade away. I thought, I am dream with messy nerves, which seemed to be bright, was only covered with a garment transformed by the hands of God. If this coat was lost, will you still fall in love with my naked body? I don’t know whether my soul will make you forget everything and want to have it. Even if you want to have it, should I belong to you? I kept a lofty face and walked gently. I thought that in this life, I am cat, and you were destined to be my lover who was no longer for me! 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…

Open congestion sores

After finishing Qian Liqun farewell education (Southern Weekend, September 13th, 2012), tears wet the newspaper. I admire the conscience and persistence of Wang Dongsheng, Chen riliang, Ma Xiaoping, Xia Kun, Ma Yishun, Xu Lifen and Liang Weixing; I admire that they have got thoughts, conscience, the recognition and praise of Professor Qian Liqun who told the truth. I have pursued it like them. I told students about Lu Xun, Ba Jin, Shen Congwen and so on. I helped students collect and learn good articles from newspapers and magazines, organized students to run tabloids and small magazines, and took students to go outing and play in the wild, go to the countryside to help lonely old people. I also suffered cold reception and blow like them. The society didn’t understand it. Walking on the street of the town, I was criticized and criticized; Parents publicly refused to put their children in the class I taught; The school didn’t allow me to be the head teacher; The head teachers didn’t ask me to take classes, I had to go to the school canteen to help the Masters buy vegetables for as long as a year; The old father scolded angrily, the old mother nagged, the wife was cold-sighted, and even the children were unwilling to learn from me. I have explored and pursued like them. I bought a lot of books on education and teaching, ordered many newspapers and periodicals on education and teaching, and read them carefully; I wanted to listen to famous teachers, study in famous schools, and attend lectures by famous experts. Sadly, nowadays these books and celebrities do not let me see much light, but make me feel confused. In particular, books, newspapers and magazines which are close to time and space, and the educational theories of famous masters and teachers can be classified into the category of Success Secrets. They use the scores and rankings of senior high school entrance examination and college entrance examination to build momentum, use professional titles, titles, and, art ornament. I am indignant and crying. I am isolated and depressed. I am confused and confused, and finally compromise and surrender to defeat. I promised the school leader that I asked the head teacher to bring it to me. I take up ten minutes of self-study, lunch break, activities and even break to teach students; I force students to recite texts, model essays, words, quotes and epigrams, and do five to ten test papers every week; I beat the students with the pointer, punished them to stand and kneel down, asked them to copy their homework one hundred times and recite them without sleeping all night; I partnered with booksellers to sell materials and test papers to students, take advantage of the weekly holiday fees to make up lessons, suggesting that students give gifts to teachers during festivals. I have achieved success, and the scores of the subjects I taught have been improved. I have been on the list of primary exams and major exams; I have been praised by my superiors, praised by the Society, praised by parents and recognized by my colleagues; I became a famous teacher, a new star in the teaching field and a academic leader; I was rated as a senior professional title; I became a head teacher and joined the school leadership. I tasted the joy of success and harvested the fruits of success. I enjoyed myself on the way to success. The conscience and persistence of Qian Liqun, Ma Yishun, Liang Weixing and so on were like a sharp knife, which opened my bloody sore. I am ashamed of the retreat and the change of the way, distressed by the loss of the essence of teaching and the conscience of teachers, and worried about the future of our education. If you are not afraid of mistakes, what you are afraid of is to regard mistakes as the standard of the whole; If you are not afraid of mistakes, what you are afraid of is that you do not know how to return and cannot return. 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…

Xianning of night

Today, the night in Xianning was a little cold. After washing by the rain yesterday, the hot and dry air finally cooled down. When I looked up at the time again, I found it was almost eleven o’clock. From 9 o’clock to 11 o’clock, another two hours. Listen song Shake Shake head, just with body, found back pain. I sat in front of the computer for two hours, feeling that I did nothing. Click the mouse to open and close the webpage. I had planned to do my homework but it was delayed. Because I played too late yesterday, I didn’t get up until 9: 30 today. I wrote homework to the computer for several hours in the afternoon, but I was very confused. I always felt that I was not as eager to make progress as before. I hate myself a little, but enjoy the comfort of now. In fact, I may be a little negative about the future. I just like to enjoy the present. No matter what fate arranges for me, I think I will accept it unconditionally. Happy, just laugh out; Sad, just find a place where nobody can vent quietly, angry, I went to the playground to run and vent my anger. There were only some people. I unexpectedly found that I dared not contact again, and then they did not contact me. Maybe everyone will have their own life, and everyone will have a new circle of friends. Even without me, they can still live happily, or even happier. Therefore, gradually we are estranged and forgotten. Today’s Mother’s Day, I called my mother and said: Mom, happy holidays! Mom was silent on the other end of the phone. I said: Mom, I said I wish you a happy holiday. Mom said: you can study hard at school, so don’t worry about it. I know my mother is very happy when she hears me saying happy festivals. Then my mother gave the phone to my father, and he told me something like studying hard at school, and also said that I should take part in more activities to exercise my abilities, cultivate your talents. I am nodding here. Yes, I feel that I am really poor. Except for a fairly good result, I have nothing to do. Therefore, every time I encounter a special skill, I don’t know what to fill in. Every time I introduce myself, I can’t say a special skill. I always like the dark night, and I prefer walking alone in the dark night. They said that people who like the night are lonely, emotional and lonely! And I think I am similar to this! Every time the night comes, I feel that I am swallowed by the darkness. Everything around me is quiet. There is only a little disturbance. I like it very much. And walking alone in the darkness is also a kind of enjoyment, although a little trouble in the dark corner will scare yourself. Now the bedroom was going to turn off the lights again. The next bedroom was still shouting to form a team. Yoko was playing games happily, and he was still swearing, saying that his teammates were too watery; xiao Qi had just finished the telephone conversation for nearly an hour on the bed, and was ready to take out MP5 to watch the movie; Li Zi read novels on the bed, and laughter came from time to time. He also said that it was so classic, it’s so funny, hehe hehe, I swiped the QQ space again, went to Weibo to see who updated their mood, published a new log, and wanted to know how they had been recently, even those who don’t contact each other. When I finished these, there came a gust of cool wind outside, chilly. I walked over and tightened the window. It seems that I have caught a cold again, but my nose is still stuck. I have a headache and feel a little uncomfortable. I’m going to turn the clock. Go to sleep! 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…

In the fleeting time, he Zeng was sad

In a bad mood, the sky is so dusty and lonely! The tip of the pen trembled and wrote down those people who once cared about me, suddenly felt relieved about the gradual alienation. We are not who, and how can we extend that caring heart to eternity? Once, once, those once, were all labeled with this desolate word, telling me that it was just once! With the warm spring breeze, at the beginning of summer, we are separated from acquaintance to camera, from familiarity to strangeness, from familiarity to alienation! Looking at the cold beauty in the world, this feeling is very light but luxurious! A wisp of spring breeze wanted to take away all of this, but found that no matter how hard the effort was, it was in vain. Across the streets, such desolation tells the sorrow of separation. Our world once splashed with ripples because of your appearance. The blue waves rippled with the wind, and you didn’t know where to go? Mountain-haired, boundless, WHO and hand-in-hand of time? If life is just like the first sight, why does the other side say lightly: how are you now? But I can’t read a tiny bit from my eyes? Who has no regrets after saying goodbye? Maybe you can revisit the missed scenery several times, then what about the time? Whose appearance disturbed whose beat, and whose departure caused inexplicable sorrow? If the rain silk symbolizes sorrow, who can bear the condensed little by little? What is left in the rainy season after the barren flower season? The wind of time blows the maple leaf of memory, the rain of time, and the picture scroll of memory. I don’t need you to understand my mind, and I don’t need you to pity my loneliness! Forgotten, am that 1.1 drop, lost and actually you that single-minded heard most readable through is mind, unpredictable is heart. Who dares to say, we have no trouble, who dares to say, this world is full of beauty? The prosperity ended, and what emerged was the coolness of that side. A person raises a glass to the moon, even if what he has is just a cup of green tea, it also has a unique intoxicating fragrance! 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…