Last Train

I didn’t know where the courage suddenly came from. I turned around one by one and threw the book to my brother. I was already on the last bus. Looking at the lights getting farther and farther, watching the line they lined up alone, like the shadow waiting in the dark night, only at this time can we see the twists and turns of this road clearly. We never knew how many strange faces came and went were sent away by this bus. It roared across the tunnel to foreshadow the river; We could never see clearly the face reflected on the window. Who wrote the dry yesterday, opposite, left, right. It was too late to put some change in my pocket and charge the phone. When the car just happened to catch up, I suddenly felt that it should be satisfied because I didn’t know the purpose, because I don’t know whether it’s worth or not. On the journey of loneliness and not loneliness, there was a smiling face accompanying me, which gave me a lot of sunshine, and then I told myself proudly that we were on the way. Eyes may sometimes be quietly blurred by tears, not for sadness or happiness, and feelings are appropriate. When I woke up in the morning, I suddenly found that my eyes were swollen, and the life of downtime seemed to be a little at a loss. I couldn’t answer the text message I received, and I couldn’t call or surf the Internet. I really laughed at that time. Looking out of the window, the rumbling sound of coming and passing suddenly made me uncomfortable. Instead, it turned over and over. Finally, I could get through the sunshine pouring down my window and wet my desire, touch the tip of my finger and let her flow down my hair. I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and begged for the five yuan that the boss said I would return last night. I gave up my small nest for a couple. At that moment, I also felt happy, watching their happy smiles. There is a Wanzhou ramen restaurant, sauerkraut noodles. It is so easy to tell your little hobbies, not worrying about whether it will be delicious or not, nor how bad it tastes, no matter what, there is no mother’s share, which makes my eyes full of tears. The remaining half is the result of my hard work. I pay four yuan and smile. Walking out, the sun was very good at that moment, especially beautiful, gently sleepy, and no longer afraid of what a tough night. There are still three hours left, only three hours left. I’m going to see her, laughing secretly. There seems to be another ticket, which reads: Enshi Yichang East, April 2th, 7:55, starting and changing. The ticket seller said, sorry, I can only return it in Enshi. I laughed again, so helpless. Well, now the only one who can accompany me is the Mp3 that has been gone for a long time. Listening to those familiar and unfamiliar songs, the older I grow, the lonelier I feel, keep those words and ask yourself, where is the age of innocence. You once told me that every heart is lonely and fragile, but still burning. The sunshine was so high that the shade of the tree blocked my face and looked at her. There was still a moment, only a moment. Still, I laughed. Like (prose editor: prose online) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Student aid policy helps me become a talent

For most people, getting the Admission Notice of college entrance examination will get the golden key to open universities. As for me from rural areas, loan contract is my ladder to university. Without the national student loan, the university notice is a piece of waste paper, which has no meaning at all. I remember that my father woke me up very early on the day when I went to our town to handle the loan formalities that day, and each town had only two or three days. It is a long way to go to the county, and there are many people handling loan formalities. My father was afraid that he had already got off work when he went to the county. We hurried to get there, but we found that we couldn’t squeeze in until we reached the stairs of the talent market. The funding Center is located on the third floor of the talent market, but the stairs on the first floor have already been surrounded and crowded. Father sighed and said: Ah, I am still late. It was estimated that it was almost time to get off work. My father suggested that we should go to the neighborhood to have something to eat. We were in a hurry in the morning and didn’t have time to eat much. After eating, we would wait here again, at that time, they all went to lunch and lined up, which was not as fast as us. We found a rice noodle shop by the roadside and sat down and ordered two bowls of soup powder. We didn’t say anything. Father lit a cigarette and coughed while smoking. He coughed loudly. Looking at my father’s thin body, white hair angle, coughing red face. I said uncle (I call my father uncle) stop smoking. He turned around and looked at me. He smiled. Your brother-in-law gave me the job the day before yesterday. Besides, if you don’t smoke, you won’t be able to smoke. I lowered my head silently and pretended not to hear it on purpose. My heart was as uncomfortable as being blocked by heavy things. My father suffers from kidney disease, and his stomach is not good, so he often makes troubles. A car swooped through the road, Rolling up the dust into my eyes, I rubbed my eyes and raised my head. I really hoped that a car had passed by just now, but my father firmly said no. We sat at the door. There were only my father and me outside the open door, until the number of people gradually increased, and finally the whole hall was surrounded by water. During this period, my father and I seldom talked, only occasionally talking to each other, my father said that my baby was admitted to college, which made me proud. I said I didn’t do well in the exam. My father smiled and said that you were not careful when taking the exam. I’m trippin. My father said Guilin was in the north. I heard that it was very cold there, so I wore more clothes. I said yes. I said uncle should pay more attention to his health and others should smoke less. My father nodded and said uncle knew. Our conversation was intermittent that day. I couldn’t remember clearly what we talked about later. I just remembered that the wind was very strong that day and my father coughed badly. At three o’clock in the afternoon, when it was so crowded that it couldn’t be crowded any more, someone finally opened the door. When I filled out the form and was about to hand it in, my father ran over to hold me and said, “Please write down the health status column of the guarantor, in case that others would not give the loan. When we got home, the Sun had been setting for a long time, but it was still dark. I carefully put the loan contract together with the notice and locked it in the cabinet. Student loan is a good policy. I might work on the construction site without loan. Looking at the dark night sky in the development zone of the city, I lay tired on the construction site and fell asleep. Children in rural areas without student loans have no chance to enter universities. Those children who queue up for long singing and other loan procedures may queue up just to buy a ticket to work in other places. Father said that if they could borrow money from the country later, he would also study and know more words. Looking at father’s crooked but vigorous font on the contract, I believe that if he could, he would. Just like he went out to work and was called his master, he was happy. He thought the feeling of being respected with knowledge should be better. What I carried on my shoulder was not only my own ideal, but also the dream that my father couldn’t accomplish. At noon recently, I received a text message from my father, which was very short but touched me deeply. He wrote: son, how good it has been recently. A short sentence, but I don’t know how many times my father has practiced it. He has never sent a text message before. If there were student loans in those years, my father might not be swayed by the burden on his shoulder. From junior high school to senior high school and then to university, I have been enjoying the help of the National Student Policy. I thank my parents, my teachers and my country. My parents raised me up; My teacher taught me knowledge, and let me learn the truth of being a man and doing things; The country gave me warm care and timely help, which gave me better opportunities, let me have more opportunities to learn and more skills to repay the society. In rural areas, it is not easy to get a college student. When I went to circuit analysis, the teacher talked about his university. He went to university, and his family sold three cows, one for a year, from freshman to junior, when he was a senior, his younger brother dropped out of school for him to finish college. Such experience moved me very much and inspired me even more. Loan, we should study harder. The teacher survived so hard. Now he is still studying for a doctor. We have a national loan. Our current conditions are much better than those of his years, let alone the difficulties and difficulties along the way, all are so far away;, bite your teeth, persistence is victory. I am grateful to my teacher for opening a knot in my heart when I just entered the university. I am grateful to our conversation and I will remember what you said. When I was lost, I thought of it as an encouragement and a spur. However, I am not good enough now, but I have been working hard in that direction. No matter what difficulties I encounter, I will never give up. Yangchun budze, everything is shining. The student aid policy is just like a ray of sunshine in spring, shining on our children from poor families, illuminating our highlights and hopes on the road. We are eager for help, and we know better to cherish this hard-won opportunity. The university is not just as simple as the classroom. There is a world in the library. There is more need for us to contact and learn outside the school wall. Technology is the absolute principle, and the skill of dealing with people is also very important. Going to the library has become a habit of mine, because I like the taste of books, because I can learn more there, because I just get rid of my own small, there are many more to learn. University can be spent in sleep, and can be lingering in dating. But I prefer to shuttle between class and library, between work and life, although busy, it is very fulfilling. All of this stems from the national student aid policy. Without it, All these are like clouds floating in the sky, beyond reach. It was very realistic that for the sake of my brother and me, my sister gave up his college dream and now works in other places. Whenever talking about this matter, my father always kept silent and looked dignified. My mother always complains that she has no ability. This is a kind of pain that cannot be touched, between university and elder sister, between elder sister and us. My mother always told us to treat my elder sister well in the future when she was not at home. This is, my nose is always sour, unable to speak. No matter how poor they are, they can’t afford education. As parents, they also want their children to read good books and change their children’s fate. However, the National Student policy gives us hope, let more children born in poor families strengthen their confidence in studying. Learn more skills, contribute your own strength to the prosperity of the country, and shine on your job. Student policy, like sunshine, like rain and dew, moistens children on barren land. Thousands of children like me go out and finish their studies in that distant place, go to the place where the motherland needs most, like the seeds of dandelion, where they take root and Sprout, grow into a big tree, and hold up a blue sky. Under the blue sky, there is a sound of books. The student aid policy helped me become a talent and helped thousands of poor students realize their college dreams. We should be grateful, study hard and repay our motherland. 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…

Perception mahjong

On weekends, I was too lazy to get up on the bed. I wanted to make a race between sleep and time. The lazy sunshine penetrated the curtain and poured down on the silk quilt, and the cells hiding on the lazy body began to be active, forcing me to sleep, I had to withdraw troops hastily in reluctance. Dragging his shoes, he finished several necessary classes, opened the computer lazily and hung up QQ. Soon, greetings from netizens came from the conversation box! One of the netizens asked: the weather is good today, why not go out to play? I seldom go out! I think you are the same, and you often surf the Internet! Now computer and internet are my best friends, almost becoming most or all of my life! It is said that it is virtual on the Internet, but in my opinion, it is more innocent in virtual! Yes, it is both true and false, and both true and false. I also think that the Internet gives people the feeling of freedom! Why don’t you want to go out and rub it? I really don’t like this kind of game! Oh! After finishing a dialogue, my mind was like a broken kite. Don’t I like mahjong? I am don’t I really like mahjong? Insincerely speaking, why don’t I like mahjong! I can’t leave anything exciting, such as cigarettes, wine, tea, pepper and so on, so I naturally like mahjong very much, why don’t you really like it now! Is it out of fear of wasting time? I don’t dislike mahjong because it consumes time and youth. For me, an ordinary and robust person, I have plenty of time and youth. I used to stay up all night in order to drill a table, it is far from reaching the height and state that people imagine to rise to the issue of time. I don’t like mahjong for other reasons. I don’t know when to start, if you rub the linen together, you will always add some colorful heads. However, I can’t beat my boss, neither my subordinates, classmates, friends, nor my relatives and family members, and I’m sure that strangers will not play together. In this way, the only thing left is losing. Naturally, I don’t like losing the most. Of course, in theory, there is still a situation that neither wins nor loses, but any good thing is unexpected. Sometimes I would play mahjong with my friends, which turned out to be uncomfortable for I am to win or lose. Only if you don’t win or lose can you feel at ease. Therefore, I finally found that the reason why I didn’t like mahjong was that I didn’t like the winning and losing with colorful heads derived from it. Imagine that if you win, there will be someone who will lose. If you compare your heart with your heart, the heart will be the same. The loser will definitely not feel comfortable. When I see others feel uncomfortable, I will feel uncomfortable indirectly; if you lose, it is not an indirect problem, but a direct sadness. This is probably the so-called “advance, retreat, and worry. Getting together was originally a good thing, but it often made people unhappy. Therefore, I had to start to feel sad for no reason, sometimes even for several days. I will sigh that I am always too soft-hearted, too soft-hearted, and feel that I can’t afford to hurt, really can’t afford to hurt. From then on, I started to dislike mahjong against my will. Just in this way, the circle of friends becomes narrower and narrower, and the radius of walking becomes smaller and smaller. Sometimes I even feel that there is only one computer left. Fortunately, I can be regarded as a person who can endure loneliness. I can often stay out of the house for two days during my double break. Because I still have some netizens to communicate with and some words are willing to accompany me. Of course, when you are tired on the Internet, you will inevitably feel a little lonely and sit beside the computer in a daze. So I began to feel nostalgic again, and I also wondered why people nowadays couldn’t play chess, play cards and play that kind of happy game together as before, but we have to engage in such activities that people are happy and worried! Why does everything have to be hooked with money, even leisure and entertainment have to fight against each other? Can’t there be anything else between people except interests! Why the truth, goodness and beauty we firmly stick to appear so powerless and helpless in front of the impact of the naked values of Western capitalism! Especially when seeing the traditional and beautiful things, they were subverted by a group of monks with crooked mouths who had read the foreign scriptures for several days, and put on the label of what is just like the reform with a thick face, then they rushed into the rampage, when I tossed the great rivers and mountains of my motherland into a mess, but the interest groups turned a blind eye to it, I had to pack up a broken heart and look around at it blankly. Next, I will start to feel suffocated and hate myself. I hate why I have a sensitive heart, so that I can’t stand many things at present! And I am often confused by this noisy world, sighing that I don’t know whether this noisy world has eliminated myself or I don’t adapt to this world originally, I often have to be angry for my failure to join the society and bored for my failure to join the society. I don’t know that people’s emotions are like magnets. What kind of magnetic field is attracted and what kind of magnetic object is naturally. When you are happy, you are full of kindness to the whole world, and all the beauty will naturally come with you; However, when I am pessimistic and decadent, I feel that nothing is wrong, and all negative things will be reported one after another. Therefore, in this noisy era, too many people who are bound by material desires can gain peace and tranquility only by controlling their emotions well and learning to be calm and calm. However, it is hard for me to calm down, and I often feel distressed because I can’t control my emotions well! In fact, people in this world should have been like this, but their own requirements are too beautiful. I don’t know. Once a person labels himself as aestheticism, idealism and perfectionism, from then on, what accompanies you is either loneliness or silence. In the face of flowers bloom and fade, in the face of prosperity and ending, in the face of peaks and valleys, they are either decadent and helpless, self-pity and self-admiration, or quiet and detached, happy and free. Of course, there will also be a process of transformation. Once loneliness breaks the pupa, it can turn feathers into silence. But I can’t find the way to change all the time. I often feel suffocated because the continuous threads are binding me more and more tightly! Maybe all of this is what people say is due to the nature or character, but I really have no way, just like the kind of pure and friendly between people in that old age will never forget! It is said that people who like to keep some trifles and pursue the back are destined to live a lonely, self-centered and pure life. Although I don’t know when the complexity started between people, I still stubbornly licked the silence. I always try to have so many friends without too much. They have a feeling of knowing each other, a feeling of cherishing each other, a sincere and pure friendship, which has nothing to do with utility, wind and moon, and vulgar. Although this is a little naive, light and ridiculous, sometimes people are so strange that they often insist on drilling in those hutongs that have obvious hints and have no exit, I have to figure out a clue. The delusion in my heart is that I don’t believe that I will hit you with such a dilapidated South Wall! Maybe this is the so-called one-track track in the legend! Just like today, I must have been wandering in an alley where I couldn’t find an exit again. I knew that terrible word called loneliness had already haunted me. But I am still naive, light, ridiculous, and looking forward to peace and tranquility. Although in the confrontation with the south wall again and again, my head and face have been scarred, and my body and mind have experienced vicissitudes of life, but this network has given me a sufficient reason, to carry out this naivety and lightness to the end! (On 2012, 6, 3) Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

And one

I haven’t submitted a manuscript for a long time, and I feel that the editor can’t see it, I feel depressed, and I don’t have confidence. Yesterday, I looked at the article on the supplement of Lubei Evening News and suddenly saw one of my articles on it again. I was very happy, but I was not as excited as before. A large part of my writing is to relieve my depression. I never dare to expect my works to be published. In this way, I even wrote more than 60 million words. The encouragement of my good friend made me a little eager to try. It was just a try to submit articles in Lubei evening news, but I didn’t expect to publish several articles. I once had such a dream, and I dreamed that my works would be printed into typeface. At that time, I felt that the person who could publish articles must be great, and I always had a respect in my heart. Several of my friends are very good at writing and envy them very much. I know that writing requires diligence and hard work, but it requires more talent. I don’t have the talent in this field, just like it. When people live, they always have to have some spiritual pursuit, so that they will not be too tired. Tired, depressed, bored, empty, just throw a few words, Heart will become steadfast. I am a very lazy person, who is careless and reasonable in life. Writing is also very casual. If you want to write, just write. In fact, I am had a lot of time, but I wasted a lot of time. Sometimes, I wonder whether I have gone through so many hardships of life and lost my passion for life? Children laughed, cried and played. Life is very real and realistic. Looking at my two babies, what else can I say? They asked me to re-examine my own value: for them, I am important. For them, I have to live well. I think I still need to tap the voice of my heart on the keyboard, which is an explanation of my life and that of my children. 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…

美丽邂逅,芳菲永固

美丽邂逅,芳菲永固

醉人的暗香,轻漫夜空,七月的天空,依旧美丽;花朵,依旧妖娆;燕子,依旧在窃窃私语;风,依旧在伴着树叶高昂着歌喉。那些花开花谢的故事,如歌如曲,如泣如诉,似蝶如蜂,在繁华的夏季中,翩翩起舞。一缕清香,缠绕着七月的温情,明媚的回旋着在低垂的水眸。清风阵阵的吹来,携着缕缕的香,浪漫而温馨。处处可以感受到花儿嚣张的怒放。芳草薇薇,剔透的浅绿,悄然的卧在摇晃的枝头,和煦的阳光照耀着花的芬芳! 我轻轻挽起一头被夜风吹乱飘逸的长发,把心事秀成一缕芳魂,把牵念寄于眉尖,将祈念抛在那轮孤寂的弦月上,一圈圈淡淡的温馨在眼波中缓缓的荡漾开来,和着幽怨的歌声,月下轻舞挥袖,梳抚我的三千青丝,想象着你我初遇在这五彩斑斓的七月时璀灿的模样。情在心间漫,意在曲中诉,牵挂落心间。樱花怒放,一朵朵浅粉色的樱花,笑颜娇媚,风姿秀逸。煦风中低吟着樱花纯洁般的花语! 静静的午夜,所有的噪杂声戛然而止,月的光华洒满影壁,携一帘微风,云在枝头晃出摇曳的倩影,点点闪烁的醉人装点着追梦人的酣意。拢一袖缭绕的烟雾,迷梦自己恍惚的双眸,对镜而坐,是你憨厚轻盈的笑,是你,搅皱一池平静的温泉,是你,踩乱暗夜宁静流溢的寂寞清净。今夜,想你无眠。心事如含苞的蓓蕾,绽放在袅娜多姿的月影里。流年似水,多情的风,迷离的雨,缠绵的雪,飞越时空的隔阂,在心头浓缩成一滴滴暖暖的情谊! 在这百花争艳的七月,在这个骄阳似火的月份里,我们一年前,相识、相知、以至于相惜。七月,梦幻般的场景,七月,寄你一份薄念,愿你天涯相安,予你一份淡思,愿你天涯安好。墨舞折扇,点滴牵挂皆随一股清风袭身而来。还未散去的笔墨芳香,还未殆尽的绸雅丝香,为我消除暑意。我喜欢这静静的月夜里,只有明月高挂在深邃的夜空中。无法入眠的夜晚,我静静地走到窗前,凝目远眺,任由弦月的薄光,散落在我白皙脸庞上。仰望天宇,凝视星月,孤零零的使我总是情不自禁地想起了远在天边的你! 一个人静静对视无语的苍穹,望着窗外的夜景,月光如水,星星点点,不经意间推开了心灵最深处的门窗,想起了你。又一次让我的记忆回转到,我们曾经携手走过这一年中的点点滴滴,哭过、笑过、就这样携手前行,不离不弃。寂静的月夜,枕落一地斑驳的月色,任由呼吸击碎摇曳窗前的月影;夜风,翩动着牵挂的温润,低吟着几多不舍。无数个孤独的无眠夜,泊在流年的时空,街角昏黄的路灯,黯淡了时空交错的残影,墨染了一池清辉,疏散了烟霞流云。凄泪滴滴,空留下美文诗行万千,回首,依然是渐行渐远的忧伤! 七月的美丽是一幅饱满的画面,穿过绵绵细雨细密的帘幕,垂落在翠壁之间,幽静而雅致。一缕透明的色泽,无声无息的将风的影子遗落于山水间,惹来树摇花动,莺燕纷飞。多加了几丝丁香花香的韵味,万种诗情,也随思绪袅袅缠绕升腾。路边的小花,透着羞涩,淡雅而朴素,微微的摇动。飘逸,斑斓,流彩,多姿,好美的一个五彩缤纷的夏季! 流火般炙热的七月,就这样款款的漫过岁月的肩头,逍遥而来。一缕缕的清风,盛满了万紫千红,还来不及哀叹凋零的花事,就已敲开了夏的门楣,让这个季节,处处都是你我邂逅美丽的风景。阳光用一双纤巧的双手,把这个夏季打扮的五彩缤纷,风情万种。那黛山,苍苍翠翠,绿意满目,那溪水,潺潺涓涓,清澈见底,宛若一幅山水墨画! 北国的七月,是花与树盛开的交织,彼此演绎季节的美好。伴着这暖暖的季节,花开荼靡的岁月,采撷一份飘散的记忆,随花瓣投郑于掌心。一瓣瓣鲜艳的月季花,在经历了一个花期的展览后,簌簌飞落,一朵朵清雅的栀子花,在吐蕊缓缓绽放着它的魅力。冷却心中的烦躁,沉淀心中的浮躁,又是一个美丽的夏,不用预约,已经赴约。也似你我再次邂逅在这如此美丽的七月! 微风送来淡淡的花香,那是自然的风景中,为不变季节的呼吸而绽放。我用心轻轻的吹一口花香,就像心中飘来有你、有爱的芬芳。习惯了舞弄一些文字,就像在舞弄自己的心情一样,像是在听一首喜欢的歌曲一样,那样的境界,那样的思绪,那样的时光,那样的心情,在我的世界中总是最美的,就如我喜爱的这五彩斑斓的七月,飘逸、美丽,充满了生活的颜色,丰富了我生命的色彩! 空气中漾开的花香,都随风飘散。满天的星空下,依然铺满眷恋的神情。音符,在指尖下静静的流淌,那清脆的琴声瞬间打破了空间的沉寂。瞬时,有太多的来不及在曲中婉转。伴着月影,伴着琴声,伴着忧伤的旋律,伴着千年的痴情,让我不由自主的沉浸在对往昔的怀念中!回想我们这一程携手相伴的岁月中所经历的点滴,高兴过,伤心过。如今那些美好的岁月都随风而逝! 茫茫人海,你我因爱文字而相遇,因文字而结缘。一根网线,情牵南北两端,一段文字,让互不相识的两个人心灵有了碰撞,你我相隔千上万水,未曾谋面,但从不陌生。你品读我的心曲,会让你有种很幸福的感觉,我欣赏你忧郁的心语,冥冥中总会让我有种接近你的冲动,也常常会有温暖和甜蜜的感觉涌至心底。喜欢你文字的凄美,喜欢你性格的真诚。和你聊天,无拘无束,和你嬉闹,酸中带甜! 网海茫茫,红尘漫漫,有些人注定是你我路途上擦肩的过客,而你我因为共同的情趣爱好,灵犀的邂逅,从此点燃了心灯,彼此欣赏、鼓励、支持、帮助、相惜、成了不能相忘的兄妹,知心知己。走访在翰墨飘香的网海里,常常被那些如水的文字、细腻的情感、唯美的诗词歌赋所吸引,心情随着文采跌宕起伏,或哀怨悲悯,或淡若秋菊,或朗怀浅笑,如痴如醉! 自从与你相逢,自从与你相识,自从难以离你而去,你是我不离不弃的影子,每当我欢欣雀跃的心情,总会第一个告诉你,虽然距离遥远,虽然你不曾在身边,我的快乐也会把你感染,忧伤的调子侵袭的时候,你是我心底的磐石,坚决,果断,理智,你把烦恼毫不犹豫地留下,把倾听,安慰,隔着冰冷的荧屏传递。携一段时光,记一段文字,我的文字里有我的梦,而我的梦里只有一个你!你的一颦一笑,一呼一吸,如此亲切,如此温馨,却又如此遥不可及! 一直喜欢静谧的感觉,泡一杯香茗,打开一段自己喜欢的音乐,调制循环播放,然后,便安然地坐在这样的时光里,敲击键盘,记录下你我相识的美丽,让茶香浸着音乐将心情慢慢释放。难得有这样的一份清闲,忘却忙碌,让心境变得水一样透明,在悄然回眸中,梳理自己杂乱的思绪,那些或明媚或忧伤的念想,也便在流年的滴答声中蔓延! 于千万人中遇见了你,没有预约,没有早一步,也没有晚一步,遇见,近于完美。于是,你我闯入了彼此的世界,你修饰了我幽深的梦境。我排解了你曾经一度忧郁的生活。你我才会有了一样的回忆,一样的梦想,一样的任谁也羡慕不来的缘分。忆起与你的邂逅,炎热的酷暑,淡定的心态,平和的语言,临别时的惺惺相惜。执手相望,脉脉不言语。窗外,昏暗的路灯寂寞地亮着,那幽幽的黄色恍如隔世。玻璃窗的澄明,而我却看不到自己的影像,点点滴滴,丝丝缕缕,映着的全是你! 茫茫人海,你我皆过客,却能在不经意间回眸,注定是前生的奇迹演绎成今生的邂逅。习惯于对你的倾诉,每一件不能言说的事情,都倾诉在你面前,把你当做不能说话的不倒翁,无言地装下我的劝说,祝福,欣慰,幸福,苦闷。我就这样静默地守候着你,在那些记不起多少个逝去的晨曦日暮里,你是那样傻傻的倾听我无数次的唠叨,你我就这样游走在若有若无的梦幻里。月在云端舞蹈,风在枝头与闪亮的明月相随摇曳。此时的我,寂寥地坐在窗前,任心事流水般汩汩冒出,任思念与夜的无眠纠结缠绕! 你我共同漫步过季节的轮回,共同度过晨曦日暮的时光,虽然天各一方不曾谋面,但隔屏的你我却如生活在同一个屋檐下的兄妹,看不见虚伪的表情,看不见鄙夷的言行,只能从文字里感受着彼此的喜怒哀乐,陪伴着同欢饮泣,都那么的在乎。你每次走访我的空间,没有过多的留言,没有丰富的表情,你只是想对我多一些了解,只是想拉近彼此心与心的距离,你每次光临我的家园,只是看看我的心情是否有变化?若我会安然无恙,你就会无声地悄然而去,每当我心情波动,你每每总会送来安慰亲切的话语! 漆黑的夜空下,显得格外的安静,只有在这样的环境下,才能真正的让我烦躁的心静下来,才能有敲打键盘的冲动。敲下对你的无限的牵挂,香茗伴随着我,空调风飘过鼻尖是一阵清香,忧伤的音乐在空间回荡。此时我的感觉,还有什么能比这些更美呢?若说文字的出现,是一场春雨,润化了我那长久寂寞的心灵,并让我学会了很多的人生道理的话,那么,你的出现,便如冬日的暖阳,给我舒坦,给我温暖,从此我的世界里不能没有你的陪伴! 我多年的习惯了,在清新的晨曦众人皆睡的时候,让笔尖在黑夜中舞蹈,因为文笔的稚嫩,总是踏错舞步,舞不出优美的旋律,纵有满腔柔情,敲出来也显得是那么苍白。在我漫长的生命中总是会遇到很多人,而在我的生命中,和有些人遇见,是为了让他陪我渡过一段落寞无助的时光,和有些人的遇见是为了让他教会我成长,而和有些人的遇见,则是为了陪伴我一生。而我会珍惜每一个和我携手走一程的人,所以,你我的邂逅,我会更珍惜这段时光。不管今天的你在陪伴着我,还是明天的你离我而去! 今天的我依旧牵手文字,连同你的影子,走在这葱茏的盛夏,仰天苍穹,看海辽阔,且听风吟,静听花落,看时间的影子分秒的在指尖轻轻滑落,看灵动的文字由键盘舞出,走向心海,走入深夜。你我就这样遇见,让问候在两地间交织,不论明媚或阴霾,牵挂每每如期而至。没有刻骨铭心,没有山盟海誓,信件聊天中,使用的也不是卿卿我我的话语,每一次交谈,倾诉的只是一份浅浅的问候,与渐渐养成的惦念的习惯。这种感觉似绿茶,不浓烈,却难忘。当杯水刻意的灌溉,已经成为了滋润心田的唯一方式,绿茶间氲氤的淡淡芬芳,就是最难舍弃的牵挂。虽然,茶叶似咖啡,一样可以让我彻夜难眠! 悠悠徘徊在时光的流影里,习惯将所有的喜怒哀乐静静的收藏。或许,一份情怀,一缕牵挂,蓦然回首才能够了然。牵念不露,只因已入骨,挥袖间,梦逐清风,淡泪随烟,不经意间,恰恰收获的是一份理解,一份感动。想你的时候,在想你的夜色中,想你是否也在像我一样的思念你似的在傻傻的思念我?在这平淡的夜晚,因为想起了你,这个夜晚变得如此的美丽而忧伤!仰望苍穹看见那轮明亮的月亮,就像你在遥远的天际也在观望我一样! 静坐灯影里,看时光悄然从指尖滑过,轻轻掀开尘封已久的记忆,泛黄的日子浸湿了缠绵的诺言,飘荡在空气中的气息渐渐凝重,似一片落花在午夜里啜泣风的无情与冷漠。铺展一纸素笺,再次落笔拾起隐掩唇间的无奈;低眉依肩,埋首烟波,默数世间灵动鲜红的花期神韵,寂寥思舞,写满离愁的背影,如何拾缀那凝眸的瞬间?微云几朵,幽幽的天际间明月未悬。七月的月夜,苍穹深处月亮与星星遥望在银河的两端! 我的生活仿佛除了寂寞便是等待,等待着黎明,等待着夜幕,等待着苍老,等待着迷茫。我以为我会一直那么无休无止的寂寞或是等待下去,可偶然的机会,竟然让我邂逅了文字,并与文字结下不懈之缘。闲暇之余,我沿着寂寞的门檐,写下了很多与寂寞有关的凄美的文字。之所以敲下那么多字的原因,也许是害怕我的岁月稍纵既逝,也许只是为了证明我曾那么真实的活过,我会用心和文字记录下你我相伴的岁月的曾经的美丽! 时间牵着季节的手,在四季轮回中又是一个春夏秋冬,心念着心,影伴着影,深深浅浅、朝朝暮暮、花谢花开、淅淅沥沥中,你我辛苦的走过了一年,而我,自始至今,真想真正的走入你的世界,走入你的内心,解读着你的心曲,只想为你解忧,只想给你快乐。流苏般的月色浸染着我无垠的思念,很长的一段时间里,我把心情装进一个海上的漂流瓶,远离着尘世,任凭翻涌的浪涛给予着宁静与跌宕。友情,依旧在风中飞扬,尘埃飘浮于空中,寻觅梦中遗落的往事。斑斑碎影泛起阵阵涟漪之后,犹似那抹絮烟,在风里轻轻的摇曳逝去! 每一次,每当我的心掠过你的神情,风又起,你的身影,总似寒冬温暖我心海处的一束阳光。我仔细的端详着你的身影,是那么的淡定又从容,成熟又稳重,却又像是蒙了一层细纱,朦朦胧胧,真想用最大的分辨力,来看清楚你成熟的面容。此时的我在想着:你是否又在踏着黑夜下的灯光,漫步青石路上。看着在黑夜中那不断退后的两旁树影,和不断被灯光拉长的背影。短短小路却步履阑珊,沉重无比。很多东西在心中憋闷着,是如何的沉重?你却无法释然!不知是何时天上的那轮明月也开始变圆了,可是月下的你,还是一个人孤寂的陪伴着你的忧伤,与你的凄美的文字,遗憾的是你梦中的天使早已远去,不知流落何方? 生活过于繁碎,我喜欢把自己安静的束缚在自己世界中,静静的享受那种安静的不被人打扰的感觉。仿佛越来越喜欢安静,越来越爱远离人群。因我贪恋文字的墨香,才得以结识了,忧伤的多才的痴情的你;因想多了解你的生活,才闻到你的墨香;也因看到了你的忧郁与无助,不经意间我发现,我会随你的情绪而波动;因了解到了你的坦诚和完美,我才开始想远离了你,我怕我会依恋你而不能自拔;因感受依恋你的温暖,使我心海风起云涌;也因你的隐私,你无法与别人言表,我知道你,最恰当的感觉在隐约之间,如诺这样,才会造成你今天远离大家的今天的残局! 我即便了然了你所有的真相,我依然会在遥远的天际祝福着祈祷着你,祝福着你会忘记过去所有的不愉快,祈祷着你会快乐的度过你余生的每一天,不论遇到什么事情,不要总以泪洗面,要笑迎每一天。我仍然会微笑着在此时安然等待,等待着时光的流逝,等待着岁月的流转,等待着一场繁华落尽后的相知,穿过落寞,亦有生命里最真的温软。仿若心底最后一抹残红,寂寞依然,清晰依然。那么,就在这无语多情的墨色时空里,在这样你我相约一年的百花争奇斗艳的七月的季节中,就让我安然的等待着你,等待着你的回眸,等待着你的足音,等待着你能再次的徐徐而来 2012.7.10 赞 (散文编辑:可儿) 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…

Free blood donation, butterfly-like win-win

The experience of participating in voluntary blood donation reminded me of butterfly. Butterfly, a lovely elf, shuttles back and forth among the flowers. It not only forges nectar, but also helps the flowers to spread powder and dance lightly, which is a win-win situation for both oneself and people. For blood donors, voluntary blood donation not only has the benefits of improving their own hematopoietic function of bone marrow and reducing the morbidity of coronary heart disease and cancer, but also is a kind of assistance and help for blood donors, A kind of love. Blood donation without compensation is a win-win situation for the benefit of oneself and the benefit of butterfly. Blood donation without compensation, which was a matter of stretching out my hand, made me experience a process of transformation from bystanders to onlookers, and then to participants, which was printed into the annual rings of my feelings. Since the promulgation and implementation of the Blood Donation Law in 1998, a blood collection vehicle has always been seen, moving or parking on the streets of downtown, becoming a unique scenery and attracting attention. Several years later, a fixed free blood donation house replaced the mobile blood donation vehicle. This is the scenery in the city that is no longer wandering, a relay station of love. Every time I passed by and stopped, I always watched silently, watching those young people who actively donated blood and their heroism. As time went by and time went by, with the publicity of voluntary blood donation activities on radio, television and bulletin boards, we gradually learned about blood donation methods and voluntary blood donation activities. When the voluntary blood donation truck drove into the government agencies and public institutions and my school, I began to watch my colleagues donate blood without compensation. When I saw blood donation for the first time and others, I always felt afraid. Looking at the bright red blood, I slowly pulled it out of human’s blood vessels and felt afraid faintly. In fact, this is my ignorance. I, who was most afraid of needling, knew nothing about voluntary blood donation activities and significance. I just looked from afar silently and left calmly without getting close. However, seeing colleagues talking and laughing freely one by one, I was very calm and calm, as if nothing had happened, which made me envious and admired sincerely, that is a kind of worship for heroes. In my eyes, the colleagues who participated in blood donation are the heroes in my heart. Blood donation without compensation gradually became a Scenery. I, who was a bystander, and who was an onlooker, had no sense of fear and began to move. An eager impulse expanded in blood vessels, and I was not indifferent, I will not watch or watch any more. I will become a participant of voluntary blood donation and an active responder. Heroes are not born! Who doesn’t want to be a hero? In the voluntary blood donation activity of the second year, in order to show myself and prove that I am not a coward, I actively signed up and required to participate in voluntary blood donation activities, and joined the team of voluntary blood donors. I donated blood for the first time and set foot on the voluntary blood donation car. I felt uneasy and had a little spirit of marching towards the execution ground. Facing the angels in white, my head was high and my eyes didn’t look at me. In fact, I just dare not look at the pointed needle. Fortunately, the nurse was skillful. The tip of the needle was inserted into the blood vessel, which did not hurt at all. It seemed that the hand was touched and the mosquito bit gently. After the blood test, all Index indexes were good, and blood donation began. Under the guidance of the nurse, my tight muscles began to relax and relax. The bright red blood flowed silently from my arm into the blood bag on the electronic scale tray. The original fear, the original fear and the original tension disappeared like a breeze. After a while, the nurse said, OK. I shouted in my heart: I also donate blood without compensation! I also have the nameless heroic spirit. The process of blood donation is like a butterfly kissing a flower, which not only improves the function of its own body, but also gives others a helping hand. This is a win-win situation like a butterfly. After donating blood, I lived for more than 30 years, I am knew my blood type for the first time. Type O blood can only be dedicated to the blood of other blood types, and can not accept the blood of any other blood types. It is the universal blood that does not benefit the exclusive person. Looking at the brand-new blood donation card, it is bright red, bearing a sense of honor and a wonderful memory, and dwelling the experience of the first voluntary blood donation in my emotional diary poetically. In the next few years, I was no longer afraid of needling. As long as the unit organized voluntary blood donation, it was always like butterflies shuttling through the flowers, I added my butterfly-like win-win to blood donation certificate. Donate blood without compensation, do what you can for the society and others, and win-win social public welfare activities like butterfly. May more and more people join the ranks of voluntary blood donation, dancing like butterflies, letting the wings, colors and dances of love in every city, sing poetic in every land and every beautiful heart. Like (prose editor: prose online) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Only if the first sign of life

Trees outside the building move, flying red and disorderly. Spring comes and goes again, how much expectation, how much laughter, and several layers of piles of English falling on the heels. When the window is lightly closed, I cannot bear to overlook the scene of spring. Slightly shake the sleeves of the shirt, brush away the dust and customs, take a seat on the piano table, gently touch it, spring and autumn on the stream, wind and mist Bodhi. Spring breeze comes back to lift the gauze curtain, and the melody is circling and floating hair. Around my heart, I look up to the sky to express my feelings. The yearning for you is so popular that I wear the world of mortals several times. Those who turn their wrists are sober, shaking and playing drunk dreams. Wan Yun knocks open the door ring of memory, notes lightly step on the trace of time, thoughts one after another to the sky, flying and flowing into falling red, petals rain floating in the world where you and I live. Those complicated faces in the melody, familiar or strange smiles flashed one after another, like duckweed floating lightly, hurting the sad heart passing one after another. It is indifferent to the passing water, which contrasts that the call of your singing in my ears gently Ripples Through My Heart Lake. Your smile overlaps in my mind, showing the slide show full of spring. The waves washed out the floating sand, leaving glittering gold particles. I don’t know whether the encounter with you in this life is a blessing from several generations. The joy of the past did not flow away at any time, and it was deposited in my treasure bag one by one. Every short parting is a pain that cannot be hurt, and the fragile heart cannot bear the continuous loneliness. A moment of waiting feels that there is a long way to go. Only in the clear rhyme of the rain hitting the banana, let the dream stop at the other shore where you are, and gently breathe with you. Turning mountains and rivers, meeting you is the most beautiful world in my life. Since then, intrigue, paper umbrella dream, I stand in the wind and rain, looking hua ge swing River, feel you wind Willowbank tenderness. Handle, leisurely walked past and you story tufted footprint. Like two grains of stick together of dust, fall in each other’s soft Huai, floating red dust of rhyme, private defends set for the sea. Love in the wind Bloom, love in the rain falling, you always, always in Misty Misty Rain, blossom to my once initially out of beautiful. The moment of happiness and intoxication engraved my brightest spring scenery and moistened my lonely heart. This life, only willing to embrace you in my arms, Wan Shou twilight, with watch sunset river, or together in morning dew evaporation, Sunrise Jinxia of Dawn, reading hundred years Zhiqing, tong hua sea constant Kuwata, ask a Millennium Populus euphratica fail juelian. Day as first, Spring Breeze Point fan Mandarin duck lingering. Ray of fragrance elegant, around the body, I micro open eyes, glimpse you dream drifting soul, glimpses of the smile swaying, heartache, catch fireflies floating, and near and far. My heart is holding the breeze, blowing you with fragrant calls and greetings. My hand care Feng’s hand, touch your delicate charming smile. I use wind insects Haw, Brought You My whisper whisper, haunting your ears, coax you sleep, and when you wake up. I know you miss me again. Look at this filled swirling fall flowers, I drink you with deep feeling brewed peach wine. Open your arms and take a deep breath, then you will turn into a Ziyan with the panic rhythm of my heartbeat, fly into my arms, snuggle up and whisper softly. I use warm and sweet wake-up dreams to float you and travel among Penglai in my heart. Over season after season flower memories moisture, I feel your slender hands, is I face of the Wind caresses, sad wipe off. Now, I like read think about a piece of honey, you knowingly smile, xin die Pina fly. The strong feeling lifted the snow-white spray in the heart pool, spreading through the clear and shallow years. Love deeply bloom li, peach blossom, Sky Taohong onto divergent crazy keep the prime. I understand you, know you day and night for clear tears for ego write a paper emotion, know you day and night with smile, thinking of me have a good. While you were away, I of the showed at your visions of slide, love, one point unabated. The silky gentleness in your smile and the shyness like a lotus leaf make time jump directly to the moment when you are, to the place where I am, one inch away. The music is melodious, and the spring Red is played to express the sorrow. The wind danced and dressed, passing through the cold and cool seasons, letting the flowers bloom and fall, and the flowing water passes east. The Love Mountains and Seas accumulated in our world are not affected at all. Even though the fragrance of flowers withered, birds flocked, temples Frost, sweet happiness still ripples in the corners of the mouth. Mo Yan to old, this situation Junior III also hard, you know. Love to enter Huashan mountain alone, climb up and don’t look back. Love to the mandarin duck deep pools, rafting flowers Mo Yan sorrow. Only teach life such as first, Hundred years day phase sits for a. Mountain stream harps crossing, semi-wall love tw Yizhou. The flowing water is long, and it is the softest thing to spend the flowers in your hands. The Ancient Moon caresses lightly, the love is surging, and the powder mist covers the West Building. I am moon, you are a Lone Star, the moon shines in your heart, and the night goes with you. You touch one place Acacia broken shadow, turn into a ray of ghost long gone with long. You nudge West window looking I in the distance, as light si shen read breeze, light blowing long hair fluttering. You quietly wipe a ray of Muscat, disperse black hair, beads drop and purple clothes, long miss, expect elixir of love. And I, in your dreams of Jiangnan, by a leaf boat, sail, in smoke ethereal, freshwater microwave in, walk in and you kill Millennium persistent margin. Ten spring embankment, and running across curl wrapped wrapped silk Bamboo Sound. Dongqiao water, I coagulation Xiao sweet zither playing, way wind, floating to you recession shadows. Meantime, I clothes elegant yun an, to you touch a Jasper flute Chi bound, as first seeing of you, and I in umbrella under Eternal with a gorgeous scenery. As they smoke Red past, such as fly piao ye in air going around. The intoxicated soul holds the future and stays in the dreamlike world of mortals. Your gentle smile keeps a smile for me in the poem. I the unique enthusiasm, in Jiangnan corner for you nursing pure land of contend. Flowers in air dripping, Xiayun from shoulder drifting away, I Gongqing mountain green water, lian zhi Lianli Red Road, Long Love mi deep, admiration wins first. A xi yan rain, half a cup spring, surface blue sky, I have all miss you. Apricot flowers and rain are printed, the water in the center of the lake is dense, and you in the dream are always with me. Summer Flowers will be gorgeous again, and dreams will come to the lotus pond, waiting for the rotation of seasons. I for great III of love, hold you inhabit moments of beauty, and you heart month looks photos, only teach life such as first. Step into next que streamer, into spring flower autumn alternating, lingering every moment, every day every year 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…

Also gentleman a tear

Also gentleman a tear

Whose eyes, whose pain, who loved this pair of eyes, who will hurt.; It is said that eyes are the window of the soul, and people’s mind cannot escape others’ eyes. Love, hate, love, sorrow, those eyes that can’t lie will show people innocently, everyone’s eyes are an angel, telling the most secret feelings in his heart. Text: in the whole life, there will always be someone who will make you linger on, and there will always be a love that will make you burst into tears. When your tears cannot help flowing out, open your eyes wide and never blink. You will see the whole process of the world from clear to vague. Your heart will become clear and clear at the moment the tears fall down. I know that once some people miss it, they will never find it again. If spring flowers bloom one season after another, but only the remaining flowers fall to the ground, no one will come to visit. Most of the time, we don’t want to admit that we are hurt, love is very painful, love is very humble, and we are waiting for love in a very humble posture, however, the person who makes us so considerate is waiting for another love with our humble status, which is really unbearable lightness in life. Falling in love with someone who can’t hold hands for a lifetime is destined to be a story full of tears and sadness. There is no love of life and death between us, and no family affection of living together for a lifetime, but in our hearts there is the constant concern of giving up forever. We have asked you that question chilly many times. In fact, you don’t have to say it. I have already understood in my heart that there is no concern without love, but I still want to hear you say it over and over again. There is no tomorrow, no promise, no future for the love that cannot be kept together, but in this way, many lovers are painful and happy here.! That attachment, that persistence, that lovesickness, that touching! Still entangled together, accompany you through every happy and sad day. Watching you come, watching you go, watching your happy smile, watching your melancholy when waiting.; Looking at you stretching out, waiting for a pair of small hands, then I stretched out my small hands without hesitation, just being held by you, the warmth is enough for my lifetime memories. Love You is a kind of scenery as well as a kind of sadness. There is summer sunshine in the scenery, just as I have a bright mood when I think of you. I like to be held by your big hands, from blue silk to white hair, from youth to twilight years, from the day you saw me, regardless of wind and rain, disease or poverty, we will always be together, never abandon. I like you holding my hand, it is not only a direction, but also a warmth. Love is on the left, love is on the right. Yes, the left side is closest to the heart, so we should love with our heart, when no one wants to lose even a little love on the left side and a little love on the right side. I always like to use words to describe the feeling when I met you. Falling in love and falling in love with you are all related to loneliness. Perhaps, my pale words cannot tell the endless emotions and concerns for you. Yes, there are many precious and beautiful moments in life, which have been treasured in the warmest place in our hearts! There are also many beautiful encounters and reluctant differences in life! Walking on the road you used to be familiar with, you have traveled countless times, and the scenery is still as prosperous as yesterday. Destined to fall in love with you, the last thing to hurt is yourself. There is an emotion: If life is just like the first sight, time is quiet, time is peaceful, love is given a deadline to wait. After your endless lessons, I endured the pain in my heart, turned around and turned my back to you. I cried. The tears full of my deep feelings gently slipped across my cheeks and flowed into my heart. Just, tears know my heart hurt. Give you a drop of tears., I tell you, you are in my heart, in my palm, with you for life, with me for life. Conquers. 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…

Homecoming

The coming of life is like a storm, which makes me step into a year of confusion, while the past is like a storm, which can not be reflected in front of my eyes without my thinking. In my childhood, all kinds of sports penetrated into everyone’s life like a tide, and I was no exception. It can be said that I was also a victim of all kinds of sports. At least in the days of the great revolution, our study was equivalent to receiving labor education, and schools were useless. In that era, even Mandarin can’t be learned normally, which is a foreign language? I can only say reluctantly that my childhood was like running water, flowing casually. One year, two years, three years when I was young, I became a member of millions of farmers, sweating like rain, the days with faces facing the loess and back facing the sky were the main melody of life. At that time, that was all. People forgot the pain in their hard work, because too many crying made people numb their nerves, also because everyone is experiencing pain, everyone is not easy to say pain, but just melt the pain into silent work. Spring goes and spring comes again, and the beautiful Shaoguang flashes like a nightmare. When I was young, under the persuasion of my relatives, I learned tailor in the way of half-apprentice and half-self-study. Maybe I have seen too much bitterness and helplessness. I vaguely remember that it was at that time that I became silent, all the pondering and meditation were carefully woven into clothes one after another. I believe that only through hard work can we witness the history. It was also at that time that I realized why Lu Xun also sank into ancient books and couldn’t help himself. When the ideal contradicts with the social reality, I can only concentrate my hesitation in a thin stitch. The past hits the door of my memory. Every time when the night was quiet, the sound of erhu in the neighbor’s house came from each other as if it were broken and continued. The bitterness was low, and it seemed that the night had calmed down. It seemed that all the stories went through the hearts of the players and listeners, that kind of loneliness that goes deep into the bone marrow is eternal for me who is introverted. Perhaps it was because of my loneliness that my father made me step into the second turning point of my life to get married. My wife was an ordinary woman with a melancholy brow, there are also some elements of destiny vaguely. Unconsciously, I experienced the path of rural youth: getting married, raising children and building a house. The hardship and joy in this period are intertwined, and it is difficult to define it as bitterness or happiness when recalling it up to now. Perhaps the most important thing in life is the process of experience, rather than the sad ending. I think that life may be just a cup of light tea. When sipping life, you should give yourself a tranquil mood. Why worried in month full moon lacks? Why Feeling life hardships? Why care about the desolation of the sunset? Let the flowing years take away everything in the past and let the quiet life wipe away the slight sadness. No matter how many times I suddenly look back, my heart is still the same. Thousands of sails are over, and faith remains unchanged. Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) 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…

Flappy emotional

Because of my wandering, I finally failed to stay with the cloud. I have imagined for many times, but there is no final ending. I can’t imagine whether my little boat can carry the next world belonging to you, a world belonging to us. I can’t imagine the long years we had gone through, the tinkling spring water we had heard, and the glorious peaks we had seen. I can’t imagine what would happen if we tied each other’s heart rope? I guess my fate. Because of my wandering, you leave without words; Because of my rushing, you become a single flying goose, singing in my late Air; Because of my rushing, destined to break up with you without words. I can’t walk out of the confusion of the world of mortals, so I don’t want to follow the feeling any more. The past is a kind of temptation that cannot disappear. Turning back is a comma, but not turning back is a full stop. I can only drift down as usual with my flying emotions for several times. When it is time to dock, there will naturally be a harbor to berth. Don’t be frustrated and sigh, yesterday’s broken dream has been shut out. On a slightly cold night, let the lonely wind blow; Emotions are like notes, beating the original lifeline. There are small bridges and flowing water in the distance, and the colors are chaotic. Clouds, the years that once belonged to us, our memories, our dreams, have been blurred by the wind. Thinking quietly and crazily, why didn’t you take root in my heart of love? Why can’t their emotions tie each other’s heart? The scenery once shared disappeared like this. We can no longer drink the wine of time together, we can no longer race with the Stars and the sun and the moon, we can no longer discuss with each other, we are silent and we are passionate…… Let go of all expectations, deep thoughts, and everything. Let the wild goose bring you the ending you imagined, which is Yiyi, perfection, and even the cold life of forget-me, the cold feeling. I lingered on the edge of emotional swamp to imagine the perfect ending that should belong to us. As if seeing the light in the dark, it was temporarily dazzling, not intoxicated. Yuner, remember that Xia’s waiting is a promise of love, not a fabricated pink dream. 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…