Fly knife, see fly knife again

I seemed to vaguely see the Flying Knife in the spring Red falling in the shower, in the green shade shaking in the sun, in the wisps of blue mist rising in the teacup. It was Li Xunhuan’s hand, Li Manqing’s hand, and Li Bad’s hand. It was full of bullets and no one could escape. Time is not a flying knife. We can’t see clearly. What we no longer talk about is also the yesterday we miss. I thought I understood, but actually I didn’t understand anything. The end is also the beginning of another story, whether you like it or not. There are always so many deja kowns and so many similar feelings. It is a repetitive script, a remade drama, a period of reincarnation in previous life, or a passage of later generations? There are arrangements and God’s will. The appearance of the flying knife was also the beginning of the tragedy. The Flying Knife was another amazing knife. Even though I don’t like this ending, this ending doesn’t take my will as a diversion. Everyone’s life is also a well-edited script. We perform our own plays until the curtain ends. Walking, walking, I was tired, sitting on a bench on the underground pedestrian street, watching the bustling crowd with the dazzling light. People passing by have all kinds of expressions on their faces: happy, sad and calm. Noisy, running, laughing, crying, small, small, old, all kinds of groups and people of all ages are performing a certain drama of life in this street. But I don’t know what they are thinking. People are the most difficult to understand. What we are the most difficult to see is ourselves. We don’t agree with what we say or do, and we don’t necessarily agree with what we say or do. What a wonderful novel, everyone is the protagonist in the novel, you and me. At this moment, I look at you and others look at me. You are the play in my eyes, and I am also the play in others’ eyes. So quiet, so quiet, I seem to hear the voice from the bottom of my heart, even if all kinds of moving songs are constantly floating in the beautiful shops around. Suddenly, I found that sometimes, it is better to stay alone in a quiet room than to stay alone in a noisy crowd. On the contrary, my heart can get more peace. At the beginning of the lantern, on the dim light, the mottled shadow of the tree was swaying, and people were gradually cut down. Looking along the light, the street stretched out to the distance. Once upon a time, it was also like this, carrying heavy bags, walking on the broad street step by step, and there were trees beside the street. Some are Poplar, some are Falong, some are willows, and some are coconut trees, from north to south, from middle to east, to find their own hearts and dreams. Sometimes I felt like a swordsman, walking through the arena, full of joy and heroic spirit, whether it was naive or innocent in the past, I really had no scruple at that time. Sometimes, all kinds of images always appear in front of us. Of course, the world written by Gu Long and Jin Yong is the most, which is so unreal but also so real. In fact, there are no strange five themes: for the country, for the family, for the people, for the friends, for yourself. It was just the era of today, which was different from the era of Gu Long and Jin Yong, so there was no master any more. When we met the news of Diaoyu Island and Huangyan Island, we were no longer as cynical as before. We should believe that no one can take away a patch of land from China. Seeing the mournful kneeling of the muriao, seeing the Spanish-Liga two dejectedly leaving and stopping the final, seeing Guadiola say goodbye to Barcelona with tears, his heart will still be slightly heavy, full of pity, which is not a world, it is not the arena. The familiar words in Infernal Affairs will return the best explanation sooner or later. No one can be an exception. This is the decline of the third Dream Dynasty, or the sailing of the Milky Way warship left us too much expectation. At a certain time, I always like a song very much, and I like to make the single cycle with the wind outside the window repeatedly. It is the background music “flowers and flowers” played by Li bad played by Zhang Zhilin and Keke played by Dong Jie in the play “Flying Knife see Flying Knife Again”. In the sad song, I recalled those nostalgic photos on the wall I saw when I was drinking tea in Olddays that day, and those photos recorded the past that we couldn’t pass. Where there are people, there will be tragedies, but I don’t like tragedies very much. I hope that as Gu Long said in the original work, there is at least one way to avoid every kind of tragedy, I hope everyone who doesn’t like crying can come up with a way to avoid this kind of tragedy. 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…

Green

I like to be alone, and I like to walk alone in the quiet mountain forest to induce the refreshing pine fragrance. I like to be alone in the colorful sea of flowers, looking for the delight of talking. I prefer listening to the sound of the rain in the rain to find the natural seclusion endowed by nature in the rain. So there was a wet figure in the path in the rain, a muddy foot nest in the garden, a stop in the birds to listen to the charm of singing, and the green tree made up its mind to wait and see the crazy madman in the rain, strolling on the path between the wet shade and the forest, a burst of pine incense came along with the slow summer wind, the scent passed by with the wet breeze, and the green waves lifted the deep shallow green waves with the summer wind in the rain, the Cedar and green trees surrounded by wind and rain, waves of light green, emerald green and dark green surged up with green waves of different levels, just like the waves reflected by the rippling sea under the sun, hanging in the boundless sea of rain. Dark green, emerald green and light green set off the falling branches in the rain, and the summer wind swept over the falling flower heads suddenly, jumping on the undulating green sea layer by layer. In the wind and rain, the tall buildings in small cities stand in the ups and downs of green waves, just like the Mirage in the dream. Carefully consider the branches and leaves in the rain. The branches are green in spring, the branches are green in summer, the branches are dark green in winter, and the branches are yellow green in autumn. From the root to the tip, a pine strip breeds the motivation of deliberately waiting for the winter, the charm of blooming flowers in spring, the tension of the sun and rain, and the storage power of wind and frost. A small branch shows the infinite charm of nature in spring, summer, autumn and winter. The rain and dew gathered little by little on the tip of the fine pine needle, which tasted dull, from the size of the crystal clear tip to the size of mung beans, gradually could not bear the support of the air and slipped down quietly, hurry to kiss the Earth that nurtures it. When I was in a daze, a kingfisher chirped as if he found someone had occupied its airspace, swept past the branches, and the rain and dew pounding on the treetop fell on my infatuated face, the mouth-opening product smashed the cool, sweet and smooth rain and dew, which made my heart cool and calm. In an instant, the whole world was emerald green, the cold and cold silly goods hit the rose flowers blooming with red and pink beside the path. I saw the flower heads in the rain falling low, bearing the delicate flower branches as if they were deliberately ready to go, gradually, the flower head kissed the Earth, and instantly put the rain and dew accumulated on its branches into mother’s arms. Suddenly, it was like a sharp arrow piercing the sky full of rain curtain, seeking for the sun covered by haze for several days, to undertake a little rain and dew, and then put it into Mother Earth’s arms and hands like a brush in hand, just like a rice paper in front of us. Flower Blue, Vine yellow, egret, Rouge, three green… have been mixed into colorful colors. Light a pen of soft green, draw two emerald green leaves, write three dark green branches, paint four or five pink and crumbling flowers, and scatter dozens of fluttering raindrops, there are several kingbirds hanging in the sky and stepping on branches, several straight cedar trees are cracked, and a freehand brushwork painting of flowers and birds in the rain quietly appears in my heart. It smells the natural law that spring belongs to Wood, summer is fire, autumn is golden, winter is water, and soil is flourishing. The Moon of Meng Chun; The east wind is thawed, the dormant insects begin to shake, the fish are frozen, the otters offer fish, the geese are in the north, and the plants are sprouting. The Moon of Zhongchun: the peach begins to bloom, the pale Geng (yellow warbler) sings, the eagle turns into a dove, the mysterious bird (Swallow) arrives, and the Thunder sounds and starts to call. The Moon of Ji Chun: Tong Shihua, vole turned into Mandarin (ru)(quail), The Rainbow began to see that Ping was like a child, singing the Dove and brushing its feather, Dai Sheng fell to Mulberry. The Moon of Meng Xia: The Mole (frog) is singing, and the worm is coming out; The King melon is coming out, the bitter herbs are showing, the grass is dead, and the wheat autumn is coming. Midsummer moon: Mantis is born, Bolu is singing, tongue is silent, antler is dissolved, cicada begins to sing, and Pinellia is born. The month of summer season: the warm wind comes, crickets live on the wall, Eagles begin to grow, and rotten grass is Fireflies. Soil run mattress department, it will go when it rains heavily. The Moon of Meng Qiu: the cool wind comes, the white dew falls, the cold cicadas sound, the Eagle sacrifices birds, and the heaven and earth begin to fall, WO is a registered. The Moon of mid autumn: the swan goose comes, the mysterious bird (Yan) comes back, the birds are shy, the Thunder begins to close, the insects are broken, and the water begins to dry up (hu). The moon in autumn and autumn: as a guest of the swan goose, the Sparrow enters the flood and becomes a clam. The chrysanthemum has yellow flowers, and the jackal sacrifices the beast. The grass and trees fall yellow, and the sting insects are salty. The Moon of Meng Dong: the water begins to be ice, the ground begins to be frozen, the pheasant enters the flood and becomes a Mirage (clam), The Rainbow cannot be hidden, the weather rises, the ground gas drops, and it is blocked into winter. The mid-winter moon: If you don’t sing, the Tiger begins to pay, Li stands out, earthworms knot, mi angle dissolves, water spring moves. Winter Month: Yanbei Township (same direction) Magpie begins to nest, pheasant flies (pheasant sounds) chicken milk (giving birth to children), birds (Eagles) suffer from diseases, and the water is rich and the belly is firm. The way of the vast world is permeated with the mystery! The trees around me are emerald green, the flowers are fragrant, the rain bursts, the pine waves are leisurely, and the music of nature envelops the world, making people not know where they are. With a sudden rain, the consciousness gradually returned to the path of the mountain forest, making you deeply moved again and again. Flowers bloom and fall, the grass grows and the grass declines, the trees are rotten and the trees are withered, the moon is full and the moon is short, the geese go to the geese and return, the peaks turn around, these are all nature, and they are all the roads of nature that. Standing between the heaven and the Earth, listening to the sounds of nature is not just for listening. You go deep, think and blend in like this, so you become tender green, emerald green and dark green by accident. Experience life and feel nature! 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…

There is a gray Sparrow at the door

It was a sunny afternoon in spring, and the large courtyard was extremely quiet. Maybe it’s because adults go to work and children go to school, but because of physical reasons, I still sleep comfortably in bed. When I opened a pair of sleepy eyes from this rare quiet time, I was shocked immediately! Because through the open door, I saw a sparrow which was gray and not flowing in autumn, jumping and foraging freely under the tall oak tree silently. I came to the spirit immediately, or it seemed that I was injected with a stimulant by the nurse. I simply sat up from the bed, concentrating on the actions of this long-lost uninvited guest. I tried my best not to make any noise. I was afraid that the gray sparrow staying at the door of the room would be disturbed and fly away with its wings flapping out in panic. In that way, some rare surprise or intoxicating experience in this afternoon of warm spring may be discounted because of the sudden departure of gray sparrows. Don’t underestimate this single gray sparrow. It seems timid and extremely brave. Because of the courage and courage of the common people in the birds, they appeared at our doorstep unnoticed. I mean, in this small Jiangnan city filled with reinforced concrete, it seems that I haven’t seen sparrows for some years. Is it two or three years? God knows! Especially watching the jumping, foraging and expression of a sparrow at such a close distance is a unique thing. Now, with great enthusiasm, interest and patience, I carefully watch every tiny movement of this Sparrow who looks like a VIP at the door of the room. I want to say that I haven’t seen my friend for a long time. I want to say I’m really sorry, but I finally said nothing. At this moment, the sunshine outside the window was very good. That tall oak tree cast a shade, while that lovely Lonely Sparrow jumped or foraged in this comfortable shade. Say? The sparrow that came into my eyes looked so lonely, haggard and thin. It seemed to be more gray than the country sparrow in my memory. I think this may be the cause of environmental pollution. Almost all sparrows in the city are gray-headed and gray-faced, and even face the possibility of no trace. Thinking like this, I felt more sympathetic to this poor Sparrow. I suddenly realized that when I woke up from my sleep till now, I haven’t heard its crisp sound yet! Are the sparrows in the city no longer able to sing? Although sparrows are far less than larks among birds and are not excellent singers, how can a happy Sparrow not sing? It is so lonely and lonely. Maybe this gray sparrow jumping or foraging alone didn’t know there was someone in the room peeping at it attentively. If it knew, it might fly away as fast as running for its life. Besides, this man had hurt so many of his companions when he was young? I AM said that in the ancient and plain countryside, I had climbed up the wall for many times to touch birds and eggs, and even buried iron clips on the ground to kill the restless sparrows. But the sparrows in the countryside are ALWAYS GENEROUS. It seems that they do not bear grudges and still live under the eaves of the peasant family or have children. They are originally permanent residents in the village. Now, I am staring at this gray sparrow lying at the door of the house. My mood is very complicated, and at the same time, because of its trust, I am filled with infinite gratitude. Because anyway, this lonely Sparrow reminds me of the long and happy country life, let me live in the city for a long time feel the wonderful and luxurious experience given to my soul by the visit of birds. The gray sparrow seemed to be full, and it finally stopped its tiny steps, he shrank his head as if he was sleeping soundly under the shade of the tree. What a lovely and pitiful gray sparrow this is. I don’t want to ask his companions, just like the huge Sparrow cluster falling from the sky like raindrops in the countryside in my memory has long been lost, I just want to say thank you, my friend, for letting me have peace and feeling close to some kind of divinity in this lazy afternoon in spring. The messy footsteps finally rang out in the courtyard, and all the tranquility and calmness were broken. The sleepy sparrow flew away with a scream. The first time I heard its cry, it turned out to be hurried, panic and uneasy. Facing the direction that it flew in a hurry, I felt moved, guilty and melancholy for a long time. I think I will scatter some rice at the door of the room tomorrow. I hope this lovely gray sparrow will visit again. I can stay for a while at my door, in my heart which is drying up day by day, it can sprinkle a string of transparent happy songs like rain. In this way, my boring guilty desire to atone for sin may be much more peaceful and happy. 1500 words 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. 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Evening

In the evening, a shabby figure moved slowly to the door of Yan er’s cake shop. He was as thin as a shadow, which could be blown down by a gust of wind. That was an old man, one of his eyes collapsed into his eyes, and the convex and convex concave-concave showed the purplish red marks left when the operation was densely stitched up. The other eye barely opened a seam and held a shabby schoolbag in his arms, limping to the cake shop that passed by every night, not far from the door, picking up the cardboard box that would be discarded at this time every night, there must be something good in it, let his originally thin eyes narrow a thinner seam; The face like dry bark tilted on one side of the lips quivered upward and tilted. This is a face that scares children and women. Yan er stood in the transparent window and looked out at the strange old man. It was not surprising at all. He just took a long breath. Weigh the cake quickly! Landlady, what are you looking? A well-dressed middle-aged woman, looking at yan er’s concentrated expression outside the window, said impatiently and frowned. Good! Yan ER quickly and neatly picked up the food bag, put on gloves and said the cake, go well! Yan er walked out of the store with the figure of customers. Looking at the distant, limping figure shaking like a shadow, he muttered in his heart: Don’t you know if he can eat enough? So he hurriedly turned around and walked back to the store. Xiaoshan, how many bread did you put in the cardboard box today? Yan er asked her shop assistant softly. Put one, what’s the matter? yan jie! Xiaoshan is 19 years old this year, with a slightly reddish face, which seems to mark that he is a boy from the mountain area with unique simplicity and simplicity, and also meets the joke of red two balls on the cheek of Gao Yuan’s face. He stood beside the shelf, picked up a bread and looked at it carefully. The bright color and shape of the bread in the food bag made him smile with satisfaction. That’s a little less. Yan er sat on the small chair, pinching her sore shank while talking to herself in a low voice. Sister Yan, still less? Put a bread every day, and also give the paper box to that kind of person! A little dissatisfied, and a little disdainful worldly wisdom appeared on the childish face of the hill. Why do you say that? That was an old man who lived on his own. It seemed that yan er was still sick. He raised his head and stared at the Hill with his clear eyes smiling. Sister Yan, we are a small business, and we are also very hard. Who is pitiful? Xiaoshan picked up Yan Er and his own cup, poured water on one side, and continued muttering that yan er and he got along like sister and brother, complaining to themselves: give him money and don’t want it, preferring to pick up rags, is quite a character! You give him bread every day and put it in a cardboard box, which is also a strange sister! The evening six days ago. For the first time, Yan er saw this old man not far from her own door. He was bitten by a dog on the trouser leg, limping away and looking around with his terrible eyes to escape the way out of the dog’s chase. It happened that the onlookers surrounded a circle and blocked the way. The children and women were hiding from the old man’s eyes far away. The bold men leaned forward and watched with great interest, pointing at them from time to time: how scary! It must be a lively scene of beggars, attracting the curious eyes of passers-. Yan er squeezed into the circle and looked at the scene in surprise. Somebody’s dog? Why nobody cares? Yan er’s thin voice couldn’t raise the height, and was quickly submerged in the miscellaneous discussions. Son, come! The delicate voice was like an order, and the precious shepherd dog returned to the hostess like an arrow. Why do you call a dog a son? There was a boy of seven or eight years old laughing, and the dog covered his mouth was very expensive! The mother who looked like a boy was admiring. The strange old man limped forward and someone was giving him change. The old man shook his head, didn’t say anything, and didn’t reach out to pick it up. He just bent down and picked up an empty plastic bottle, put it in the broken bag in front of his chest, stood up and continued to move his steps, not knowing where he was going. The onlookers around gradually dispersed around a middle-aged man with vigorous clothes, wearing glasses and wiping the greasy corners of his mouth with napkin, which was obviously the male owner of the dog. Walking to the front of his private car, he opened the door and sat in. Then he leaned out and said to the hostess of the dog, “Give the old man some money. My son never bites people, what kind of money will he give? The hostess patted the white fluff on the back of the shepherd dog, disapprovingly. Buy some cakes for my son! The hostess walked to the door of Yan er’s cake shop with a swing. Her son followed her closely and was about to enter the door. Please put your dog outside! Yan er raised her head and straightened her sore back, saying coldly. 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”. 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Love will never regret in the world of mortals

After the heat of love faded away, there was only endless sorrow in my heart. Looking at everything familiar around, every one hurt my nerves. The bar covered by the green shade in the south of the city once had a good drink with someone, talked and laughed, and was full of youth together! That long riverbank is a wonderful place where we used to whisper and talk to each other! The deep green Qinling Mountains are full of mountains. The river is gurgling. The river is clear, sweet and delicious. Every stone there has the trace of our carefully depicting carrying the easel. We shook together on the rocking chair by the artificial lake, leaving laughter! Duwusiren, touch environment living feeling. The Ballad of love was sung over and over again. The dream of gifted scholars and beauties ended in the end! At night, the silence was so deep, and the heart was extremely gloomy. The stationery on the desk was wet with tears. Why? The oath of love is still echoing in my ears, and that rude person is nowhere to go! I didn’t know how long I had had a dream. A ray of sunshine shone into the room, opened the curtain and looked up at my watch. It was already over 12 o’clock at noon. Could it be just like this? Carrying my luggage, walking in the ticket hall and buying a ticket, where is my heart harbor? Sitting on the train, the trees beside me fell back rapidly, and the sky was still so blue. Heart infinite sadness! Unexpectedly, he escaped from the city in this way. At the moment of leaving, tears were surging and he couldn’t bear to recall. The “Love Song of the world of mortals” came from the trumpet: you know I used to love you, you know I still think about what you said when you left. Don’t cry. Why are you looking at me with tears when you break up? Do you remember the story of my love I once fell in love with each other vigorously. I became a legend. Romantic in the world of mortals, there are you and me. Let me sing a song to love you. What kind of pain is this, unforgettable and painful. Looking out of the window, I was tearful. Could it be that in front of love, I, who always thought I was strong, was so vulnerable! I underestimated my endurance! It turns out that the infatuated woman also has no immunity! Love it, don’t love it, forget it, I can afford to lose! As long as loved, this life without regret! Singing love songs and walking around, love will never regret in the world of mortals, love, hate, it doesn’t matter! With a wave of my hand, I am leaving, leaving the clouds in the western sky! Take care, love, take care of yourself without me! 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…

Winter jasmine

I haven’t seen the winter jasmine carefully for two years. The tender yellow swung in the breeze, and the branches stretched neither too high nor too long. However, it is this piece of distinctive yellow meaning that still has enough strength to show in the chilly spring breeze. Unfortunately, I haven’t looked at it carefully for a long time. Because it has already been uprooted by people. I remember more than ten years ago, I felt depressed after giving birth to my lovely daughter. The busyness of work and the trifles of family unexpectedly made me confused. That year, the winter was not over, and the spring was quiet. When I came home from work, my gloomy mood always felt like a spreading spider web moving forward infinitely. My heart was chaotic, heavy and heavy. If I say why I am depressed, I can’t say anything about it. However, infinite sadness always rises in my heart inadvertently. Walking along the roadside, suddenly my eyes lit up. Several bright yellow petals are swaying in the wind. It seems that their foundation is not very solid. When the wind blows gently, they swing softly with the wind, swaying left and right. Accidentally, the head of one branch hit the other. Then, they all nodded, as if they were greeting each other. For a moment, my heart quivered. I couldn’t help laughing. What a playful flower! Can you see the loneliness in my heart and deliberately point out my dying heart here? At this time, the long branches of winter jasmine were deliberately placed, which seemed to approve my idea. Lovely flower, is your dance for me to remember you? At that time, did you already know that you would be removed and left? However, how can I forget you? You are a flower, destined that beauty will accompany you. Although, the definition of beauty is different. Elegant is beautiful, and elegant fragrance is also beautiful. And your blooming beauty is still the chief among many beauties. Without you, people can’t tell how long the long winter is, how long the heavy fatigue will last, and how the cold will bear. In short, the road ahead is long, and people cannot see the light. However, who could imagine that you, a weak little yellow flower, were waiting for people at the crossroads. You are blooming golden smiling face, twisting light waist, and pieces of flowers encourage each other to bloom bright smiling face. With a smile, winter wind left reluctantly. The hard ice water also melted and flowed away freely. Even today’s bleak sunshine was put into the fiery red color, and it became hot gradually. You have seen all this. You laughed. After laughing, your sisters came one after another. Peach blossom, Apricot Flower and pear flower all bloom their smiling faces. People naturally turn their eyes from you to the fragrance of flowers and flowers. However, you are tired. Pieces of petals withered and then left quietly. No one will miss you any more except me. I thought we would meet again every early spring. However, I don’t know which leader you offended, or your shallow yellow flower can’t touch people. Two years ago, when you welcomed the spring, you were uprooted and sent away. Since then, the colorful flowers in spring and summer are still the same as before, while the land you stand on is replaced by the evergreen green pine and cypress. Another winter came to spring, and I wandered along the roadside. Although there were patches of green in front of my eyes, I didn’t know where I was when I loved you. I couldn’t help thinking of you again. Because ten years ago, the motivation for me to move forward was in that early spring, in that bright and yellow place. Dear flower, I understand that you didn’t leave, because you have already blossomed in my heart, forever, forever. 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…

Clown don’t cry

I will continue to stay with this city in another way I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Just say something to yourself

I am really grateful for the happiness life has given me; But I also stubbornly resist, perhaps because I am not capable enough in my heart, and I am stubborn in the society. The ordinary people belonging to me and my strong ones were so incompatible that they grieved my life, entangled my thoughts and felt melancholy for a long time. I don’t have a bright family. Want to get what kind of life, take matters into our own 1.1 point to strive for and struggle, enough pay in exchange for a little bit of progress, which burdened with number of grievances and tears, only in the dead of night can I admit that some happiness can be shared, while some sadness can only be hidden. Before I was thirty years old, I was single, carrying the name of a migrant worker, dealing with the upper class, dragging my pursuit with my dream and continuing with difficulties. However, the hardship brought by this seems to prove a fact that my ideal bright future is slowly walking away pale, just like a dream in a dream. In the passing of time, my soul is blown away by the wind, so there is nowhere to find …… I am really tired. For so many years, I have grown up alone in a mixed environment. The more I experience, the more sad I am. I don’t want to face the unknown tomorrow alone when I grow up. Maybe, when I was not ready for how to continue, the years quietly crossed the eastern sun, and I walked behind it, chasing after it, confused all the way. A girl who has no rich background and is not the lucky one loved by God. She has gone through the rainy season and experienced separation, but she is still stubborn. Holding the childhood dream, she refused to let go. She believed that once she let go, the past efforts would return to zero and she would lose herself from then on. I don’t know how long I can hold on, but I still have the strength to continue, so I smiled at myself. It’s just …… the bonsai in front of the window is green, and it’s time for spring to bloom…… Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Baby, mom’s little angel

After difficulties, I finally got a positive result and married myself. I thought I could have a good rest at this point, but a great project was put on the important agenda to have a baby, my husband and I have passed the year of establishment, and it is time to consider the problems of the next generation. After eating folic acid, calcium tablets and doing sports for several times, the little angel who was looking forward to two years later finally settled down in my stomach. However, good times didn’t last long, and the joy of being a new mother didn’t last long, I suffered the double torture of mental anxiety and physical discomfort. After sleeping for three or four hours every night, you will be frightened by the prohibition of all kinds of rumors in the Treasure Book of giving birth, such as not being able to play computer or sleep on electric blanket at the beginning of giving birth, because you don’t know about pregnancy at the beginning, I have practiced all kinds of prohibitions, so I began to bake sesame cakes on the bed, and then Amitabha prayed silently to God to bless my baby’s health, and then I would feel dizzy the next day, legs shiver and belly bloated. All the illnesses swept over me overnight. I lay on the collapse and felt that my end of the world had come. I cursed what lovely little angel was purely a urging little devil. A day was as long as a century, I don’t know when the ten-month fixed-term imprisonment will end. Fortunately, I didn’t come back for such a hellish day after four and a half months. I lived an immortal happy life again, and all the discomfort disappeared, Every day, she stroked her rising belly, felt the baby’s fetal movement, and described her unique appearance in her mind: with her mother’s rare amazing beauty, dad is rare and handsome, and she should have Audrey. Hepburn’s appearance, Marilyn. Monroe’s figure,. I am looking forward to this amazing masterpiece showing her true face as soon as possible. At 18:17, December 20, 2010, accompanied by a clear cry, a little angel fell into the world. After leaving the hospital, he looked at the little guy sleeping on his arm with pink makeup, my heart was filled with all kinds of love. My little head was only the size of my fist, but it had curly hair like her father. My legs were curled up tightly, and my little fists as big as table tennis were tightly held, my brows frowned slightly, which seemed to be so weak and helpless. I leaned down and kissed my little face lightly for a few times. The little boy seemed to feel a little bit. The little fist slowly loosened, and the brows gradually expanded, although the eyes were closed, the corners of the mouth slightly moved and then turned to show a sweet smile. The smile was so pure and innocent, just like the cute little angel with wings in the Western oil painting, my heart got drunk and became general immediately. Everything else in the world disappeared in a trance. There was only her in my whole world, the maternal love that had been stung in my heart for many years. It surged out like lava erupted from the fire, held the little guy tightly in his arms, kissed his tender little face crazily and muttered to himself: You are mother’s little baby, no one can rob you. From then on, this lovely little angel occupied my whole heart and seized all my love. When she smiled, my heart would blossom happily. When she cried, I was at a loss immediately, so anxious that my whole body was sweating. I saw beautiful clothes from babies to children of four or five years old, and met interesting toys that were electric and noisy. No matter whether she can wear it or not, whether she can play or not, she will buy it all at home. In short, she hates to bring the whole world to her. I used to go shopping in women’s clothing stores, but now I go shopping in children’s stores. What kind of girl is China Merchants Bank? I think it is China Construction Bank. No matter boys or girls, these little guys have emptied your wallet with cuteness. In my spare time, I always like to hug her and wander around, sticking to her little face and saying some intimate words like mom’s little dog, little bad, etc, xiao Ke people will respond to you with her little face arching your neck or clinging to your face. I can’t fall asleep every night, and I will turn on the light on the head of the bed, looking at the lovely scumbag in her sleep, kissing her little face, pulling her little hands and touching her little feet, I felt extremely happy. I silently thanked God for giving me such a lovely little angel. 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…

Standing on the bank

Standing on the river bank, time flows away in front of us. Under the slowly flowing water waves, countless green algae float up and down; Above the water waves, the flowing air gently touches people’s faces. At this time, I will miss someone very much. He used to like swimming in this river. He swam from the bank of the river to the other bank and then swam back. He never felt tired of it, because the cool river in summer can relieve the summer heat. There are a lot of fish in the river, the most common one is wheat ears, and the number of groups is countless. If you find a good opportunity, you will get a lot. He keeps the fish in a big jar, it’s okay to see them swimming around. Once he was lucky to get a big turtle. He heard that the turtle was a good thing and very nutritious, so he asked his mother to drink stew soup. It happened that his grandmother saw it. Grandma believed in Buddhism and could not bear to kill, to stop it, he said angrily that Grandma was too superstitious. Grandma said, this is not a superstition of killing people, and it is not necessarily a superstition of killing people. Although he cried and quarreled, the big turtle was put back into the river and disappeared in the Green River. One year, it rained heavily, and then water came out. The riverway was filled with muddy water, and the spray rose high. He stood on the bank of the river, seeing a big tree drifting on the water, he realized for the first time that the river also had horrible moments, just like a gentle mother, he also had magical moments of anger. After that, he left his hometown, but he always came back to see the river. For many years, the mark left by the river dam after receding was getting older and older year by year. No one was swimming and fishing here. He knew that it could not be because the river bottom was getting deeper and deeper, but because the water was getting less and less, just as people’s life is getting shorter and shorter. However, the life of a river is different from that of human beings, because she can breed countless lives. An old person is one life, and an old river is countless lives, besides, a river shouldn’t grow old so quickly. It should be the common paradise for generations crossing the river. It used to be, and it should be in the future. That he jumped into my heart, and the memory was just like this. I poured a bottle of water into the river and melted into her thin body, but what effect could it play. Now not only the river water is less, but also the underground water is getting deeper and deeper, and it will rain in God, but rainwater is always not available, agricultural irrigation and industrial water, they all drew a lot of underground treasures without being polite. I think people don’t care much about this river. If people take every drop of water as the last drop of water to care for, this river may live longer. 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…