Waiting in persistence, waiting in waiting

Ten years of waiting, ten years of persistence, when there is only one step away from success, there is a trace of melancholy in my heart. Decade very long. There are not many ten years in life, let alone the most precious and youthful ten years. Waiting for bitter. Life is not afraid of failure, but waiting. The endless waiting is just like sailing in the vast sea. The lighthouse is always in the boundless distance, but there is endless sea water all the time around. Waiting is a kind of suffering, not for the body, but for thoughts, souls and wills. Adhere to hard. Ten years is too long, many times I want to give up, completely give up, give the soul a vacation, to find a relief, a new life. I also thought about a different way of living, and don’t let myself live so dull, so tired, so depressed, and so annoyed. But I chose to stick to it unwillingly. Wait in persistence, and persist in waiting. The days just passed by and never come back. Growing up in the silent waiting, mature in the gritting of teeth, and dazzling, I have changed from a high-spirited youth to a middle-aged man who is slightly pale. In the next decade of my life, I will still wait and stick to it? Like (prose editor: Rain dancing alone) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

That day, I stood under Li Shu

That day, I stood under Li Shu, Li Ye Lianlian, covering the sun, mottled sunlight, and the figure was more than enough. That day, I stood under the Li tree, with insects singing and birds singing, willow trees Yangyang, well water clear, duckweed letters. On that day, I stood under Li Shu, with deep voices, noisy communications, wind and flags, and melodious singing. That day, I stood under Li Shu. Have you ever seen me? Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Mu Mu breeze

The sky slowly pulled up the curtain, and a black bird back to the nest rushed over his head. The light and shadow falling on the water were crumpled by the wind, shaking people’s eyes. I stopped walking on a soothing slope. The grass beside my feet grew thick and fluffy, showing a smile on my face. Sit down gently, as soft as a sofa, with the palm pressing on the grass tip, crisp, warm and full of texture. An eight or nine-year-old boy lay beside me with his hands resting on the back of his head, looking at the sky affectionately, stretching his body and feeling full of comfort. There was a pool of clear water in front of me. I looked at the sparkling pool, and it also looked at me brightly. We looked at each other crazily, silent to each other. A breeze came from the foot of the mountain, behaving gracefully, as if wearing a long dress, with floating feet, elegant and affectionate. I saw the breeze passing through the fields, through the pine forest, across the lake and coming to me. The breeze blows through the skin, just like a woman’s hand gently stroking, faintly hearing the soft voice: the breeze is like a song! I like the breeze, spring rain and so on. Recently, I like walking along the river, which is the return of the soul and the longing for nature. Whenever the soft light of sunset slanted into the balcony, I stopped all the things to be done, pulled my daughter, pushed my wife, and went out to walk along the river. When I went out of the community and saw the continuous green mountains, the ravines of my heart were filled up. We walked on a pavement made of floor tiles. The dense shade of the incense tree blocked the running night wind, and the branches and leaves shook their heads as if they were drunk. I walked in front, my daughter and wife laughed and murmured behind me, and became a happy twilight song with the birds singing in the branches. Walking out of the shady path of the fragrant trees, I looked up at the western sky, and the tight heart was pulled away at once, and an open artistic conception rushed to me directly. I jumped up and wanted to embrace the sky! God, it’s really big! After saying that, I laughed at my naivety in my heart. My daughter stopped and looked at the sky and said, “Yes, it’s really big! I felt sad inexplicably, and my daughter hadn’t looked at the sky for a long time! At this time, there was not a trace of blue in the sky. The dim Western Sky was covered with dust, and several idle clouds were stagnant. They were too lazy to twist their bodies. My daughter jumped while saying: there are fish scales in the sky, so you don’t have to turn over when you bask in the valley. Dad, what is a common saying? As the saying goes, it is widely spread among the masses. Generally, it is a convention that I talk endlessly. You are in class again! Wife snapped. I’m sorry, and quickly crossed the road with my head covered. On the Baihua Bridge, a river of clear water dripped quietly under the bridge. I threw a cavity of dust into the center of the river and let it drift with the waves. On the Baihua Bridge, people came and drove, and a panic sparrow flew down from the lamppost, I want to stop on the willow branches along the river. Suddenly, the sparrow changed its direction and flew towards the opposite Billboard. Due to the low end and the hasty flight, he almost crashed into a galloping red car. At this moment, a little gray dog groaning in pain ran into my mind. That night, when my daughter and I were walking on Fengle Bridge, a little greydog suddenly ran to us, raised his head and looked at us curiously, with excited and lovely eyes. The little greydog heard several barking on the opposite construction site, so he ran across the road to find his companions. The owner called Here. The little greydog looked at the construction site and the owner, hesitating. He trotted a few steps and walked onto the bridge deck in panic. At this time, the traffic was fast, and the light like a pillar shone on the face of the little greydog. I was scared. The little greydog was in a very dangerous situation. Just in my flash of thought, I heard bang! The little greydog was hit by a car and flew by the roadside. After several deep whining, the little greydog lay there without any sound. I couldn’t help feeling pity. Not only me, birds, little greydog, but also all lived in Panic! I came back to my mind and trotted all the way to catch up with my wife and daughter. There was a stream of people in the square. The Fountain jumped out from the bottom of the slate and rushed up as if it was suffocated. The light is like the day, and the music pavilion is full of melodious songs. Adults may stroll, sit down, or gather together, and children may play endlessly. At this time, I sat down on a slope. The breeze came and the light twisted my waist on the water. At this time, I remembered the end of the article “live your life as a part-time job”: Please slow down your steps, take a rest as much as possible, and enjoy the happiness in the sun. Sitting in the breeze, I whispered softly in my heart: Live in the present and enjoy the breeze! Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Who am I?

When I wrote down this question, I was really confused. A 50-year-old man doesn’t know who he is? Isn’t there a psycho? Maybe, sometimes I really want to go to the hospital to have a check to see if my nerves are really abnormal? But after careful consideration, did I feel any unusual actions or remarks? After thinking carefully, I couldn’t figure out who I was, which was really the case. I am teacher as well as a farmer; It’s not that I hate Labor, but actually I love Labor very much. Today is the weekend, farmers in the countryside are still very leisurely, four people playing mahjong are gathered together, playing idle passes with each other, joking, free and comfortable, so they are not envious. What am I doing? According to national regulations, I should have a rest on Sunday, but I can’t. It is good to devote yourself to farm work today. On weekdays, how can I have time to do some personal work for myself? Finally, I had a five-day class like a marathon. I was too tired, but we lived in the countryside. We had to take care of the rural situation, instead of building a house in the neighbor’s house, there is no way for your family to ask you to help. If you don’t go, the neighbors will not say it. Of course, I am unhappy behind it. Because I didn’t help, my family’s expression was extremely unnatural when I saw it, it’s not authentic to smash you behind your back. There are also lovers in the village. I can’t cope with the job of helping. Despite this hard work, I offended some people. Fortunately, today, I have the opportunity to work for myself. Yesterday afternoon, when I finished my class, I should have wanted to go home early. There was still farm work in the field, but the village branch secretary next door to the school asked me to sing enthusiastically. The Secretary’s wife was very familiar with me, she runs a canteen at school. I often sit there, drink tea and surf the Internet. I am very familiar with it. Does she ask me if I can go? Put the car in his lobby. The decoration of his home is very beautiful. There is a large living room near the South, which belongs to the cutting section. The top of the house fell down and was very magnificent; I bought a new set of high-end stereo. So four or five of us who like singing picked up the microphone and sang loudly. Of course, the songs were popular in the 1980 s and 1990 s. We couldn’t sing and didn’t like to sing these songs, it was moaning, not rap, or chanting, just like chanting sutras. It was so noisy that people couldn’t hear the words. It was really not flattering. I am very devoted to singing. I have a good voice and always like singing. Although I am old, singing is to listen to the sound without looking at the face. Passers-by stop their steps, I thought it was the singer singing. At this moment, I felt much younger, and unexpectedly I was a little elated. I forgot the person who was over fifty years old and was going to be my grandfather. How good it would be if I could only sing! But the phone rang. It was from my lover. He asked me if I had finished school? I said let it go, she said if there is something wrong? I said there was nothing to sing. I know, my lover asked me to pull grass in the field. I hurried back by bike. When she came back home, her lover had changed dirty clothes and was busy washing clothes. She was very hardworking. After work, she hurried home and washed clothes overtime. She did not forget that we agreed to pull grass after school in the afternoon. I took off my clean clothes, changed into dirty clothes, and went to the ground to pluck grass with my lover. At school, my lover and I both wore clean and tidy clothes. At this time, both of them went to the ground with dirty clothes. When the villagers saw them, they joked: You two are too diligent, I just got home and went to weed again! The lover smiled and said: there are more grass than wheat, don’t laugh at people! We walked while talking, and soon we arrived at the ground. The red sun was still shining in the middle of the sky, and the weather was very hot. Let’s look at the grass in the field, which was higher than that of wheat. We gritted our teeth and went into the ground. One person slipped away, starting from east to west. The grass in the field is actually wild wheat. When wheat got up in March and March, the neighbor told me that there were a lot of wild wheat in your field. I bought Shima (name of pesticide) and typed it on the ground, but the pesticide was useless. Till now, wild wheat grows more fierce than real wheat, which directly affects the Yanghua of real wheat, it’s really not good, no wonder they laugh at me. After several hours in Paris, I looked at the wheat that had been pulled out. The black one was really cute, and what had not been pulled out was grass, which was extremely ugly. The sun had gone down, and we felt very tired. Our palms were all black, and there was a faint pain under the palm. That was because of pulling grass and cutting. Wipe the sweat on the forehead, report the grass out of the ground one by one, and put it on the ground. There are a lot of things. Look back at the wheat fields pulled out, clean and comfortable! When I got home, take a hot bath and have a rest. I will get up early tomorrow morning and continue to pull the grass. I wanted to sleep in advance, but the accumulated habits were hard to change. I turned on the computer, looked at my friend’s space, and returned my friend’s message. The literary dream in my heart rose up and I couldn’t help writing it. My wife saw that I was not sleepy, so she washed clothes while starting cross stitch. I wrote it for a while and went out to turn around the washing machine. In this way, I didn’t sleep until 12 o’clock. The next morning, my wife suddenly called me up. I heard her shouting and got up quickly. She didn’t know when I got up first. The washing machine was working and she had changed dirty clothes, I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth, compared with changing into dirty clothes. It was only 06:01 when I saw the time. Most of the peasant families had not got up yet! When I arrived in the ground, I felt a little cold. My wife was really predictable. She told me to wear it thicker. I shivered all over, and she smiled and said, “What did I say? I didn’t say anything, so I took out a cigarette and lit it on my mouth. I took a sip of it happily. My wife scolded me, “If you look beautiful, you will know that eating millet grass can help you. Is it OK if you don’t eat it? I followed her to the ground, and said with a smile: A man cannot live without cigarettes. He is tired of working, so he can not eat meals or cigarettes! My wife said: What is delicious? I think it will damage your body! Know! Do you know you still eat? Hey hey, there is no way. I don’t want to eat either, but I can’t quit! Why don’t you give birth to a man in the next life and see if your baby still talks? Fart Hey Hey, I fart you love to hear! Look at your beauty, pull the grass well! There was dew in the early days, and the wheat line was wet, but it was better than yesterday to pull it out, because the grass roots were wet, and even the roots could be pulled out with strength, which saved trouble and Labor. Most wild wheat grows in the big row of wheat, which is easy to pull out, but some of them grow in the seam of wheat, which is difficult to pull out. It is difficult to pull out the real wheat together, every time I pulled out a needle of wheat, I couldn’t help feeling sorry. My wife said: I don’t think living people have any meaning. I said: Yes. You see, people think too much. Who is like our husband and wife, who is as hard as their grandson. They have to do farm work after work and have no rest on Sunday. Alas, why are people alive? My wife said: If I had known life was so hard, I might as well not get married! I smiled and said: Then why did you come to my village from your mother’s family? Fart! If you didn’t chase me, can I follow you? Look, are you willing to follow me and have a crush on me! Who sees in you? I am see that your baby is pitiful. She is 28 years old and has no wife. I just followed you. Do you think you are a golden doll? After all, you still have a crush on me and like me. Otherwise, the boy is very kind to you. Don’t you want to mix? Well, don’t you say that people’s feelings are so strange. In fact, that boy really treats me very well. Why do I have no feeling for him? Look, I said you like me, don’t you admit it? Don’t you want to recruit yourself today? My wife said: I can’t figure out that couples without affection have been mixed? Hey hey, what’s the matter? Isn’t it the same? Didn’t you hear the old man say: when the light blows, are all Imperial Consort Yang? Nonsense, are your men like that? Just knowing what to do with a woman, you can go to sleep, just like a dead pig. Nonsense, my man is the same, and I also want to marry a woman with feelings, or can I wait until 28 to get married? Isn’t it because you are a fox who attracts me? Hey, you said, was I really beautiful at that time? Of course, you are not beautiful, can I have a crush on you? There are a lot of women in the world, why do I have a crush on you? Alas! Look at Me Now, fat, ugly! Ugly what? In my eyes, you are still very beautiful. One meter Seven is big, with big eyes and bright Hu Lingling, white and ruddy face, strong body, clean and neat words, quick to do things, willing to work, who will help who will not praise you? Don’t listen to the neighbors saying: their wife can do well. She can teach, work hard, and live a life. It’s hard to find a lantern in the world! See you praise me, I am really so good? Who will coax you! Hey, seriously, I sometimes think that it is boring for people to live! Too. Busy all day, making money and calculating with each other. In the end, nothing happened. Rich people, like people without money, were all like a pile of bones. Could they be mixed? Why are people so stupid? Unconsciously, my wife and I pulled it to the other end of the ground. The sun is already half dry, and the red light makes people dizzy. I said: It’s nine o’clock, go home! Answering the question at home, my old mother had already made breakfast and was fighting for tomatoes in the yard. Seeing us coming back, she got up quickly. The family gathered together for dinner. I felt very hungry and had a big bite, feel rice delicious! The female partner of his wife called the county. I sat alone in front of the computer, opened the blog and saw a blog about my current situation written by Dai Xu. I felt that the analysis was very good and insightful. I read it while leaving a message. Now I found my position again. I feel that my mind is very active and I seem to know who I am? Is that one? I think a lot. As a teacher, I want to teach students knowledge and be a farmer to do physical work. Now I want to write some words. I remember that not long ago, I just wrote an article named my view of happiness. I once said that simplicity is a blessing, and it is usually the best. So I don’t want to think about anything, so as not to worry about myself, but when I read Dai Xu’s article today, I couldn’t help worrying about it. Is it ridiculous that Xiao Min worries about meat eaters? After careful consideration, this is not the truth. If the country perishes, can my view of happiness be realized? Can you still be a teacher and a farmer so leisurely? That is absolutely impossible! Thinking about me, I really have the feeling of alarmist of the ancients. But if we don’t care about state affairs, then our nation will die! The picture of the late Qing Dynasty was as clear as yesterday. The international situation was unpredictable. The situation in the South China Sea was on the verge of fire. The country advocated that harmony should be built. The robbers of the United States were ambitious and played with plunder from beginning to end in an attempt, after seeing a slight improvement in China, I suffered from red eye disease. I dealt with Korea in the Ming Dynasty and faced China secretly. I, the Chinese nation sung in the national anthem, really came to the most dangerous moment, however, the elite groups still sang the harmonious domestic alternative music, singing and dancing, and the situation was great. They didn’t dare to forget about the country! Living in the countryside, I am not fascinated by the high-rise buildings in the city in my heart; When I am a civilian grassroots, I don’t think it is my own sorrow, but it is a pity that the countryside has lost a lot while changing, what was lost was not only the original pastoral scenery in those years, but also the most primitive simplicity and innocence. People could not stand the baptism of the wind of money, and even the last line of defense was lost, become a slave of mammonism! The human relationship is as thin as paper, and the folk customs are not ancient; The next generation’s eyes are not clear about right and wrong, and people don’t recognize people before, even their parents don’t respect them, which is really the greatest sorrow of this century! I really contradiction. After a while, I thought about a simple life, and the simple way of living was my pursuit of no regrets; After a while, I worried for the ancients that it was impossible to be simple or plain, because there are a lot of troubles in reality that cannot be solved; I am free every day. Besides helping others, I wander around the village and see villagers who are carefree and playing mahjong, and I don’t know anything, I am really happy, sometimes I envy it very much, thinking in my heart, why do we need to know so much? If you know more, you will have more troubles. It is better to be a fool. No troubles are so good! I really want to be a fool. I eat and drink every day. I don’t want anything. I’m full to play and hungry to eat; I’m sleepy and sleep, how good it is! But I can’t do it! Teaching, doing farm work, writing and reading, and caring about national affairs are all indispensable! Although I know that I am grass-roots, speaking is the same as farting, and nothing can play a role, I can’t help but want to say; I also know that my works will never have any results, but I still want to write love to write; Sometimes I really want to become a psychopath in people’s eyes and live a muddled life. I suffer from contradictions every night, and I really can’t stand it. When I think about the Buddhist monks of Taoism, I really admire that they can let them go and think very openly, neither getting married nor participating in secular affairs, living a life of idle clouds and wild cranes, I had a daydream and wrote martial arts novels, showing my dreams vividly in the novels. Alas, who am I? Who am I? Who can tell me? 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…

Hide here see rain

I like rainy days for a long time. It rained, and the rain trapped people in the classroom. The class became extremely noisy. This was the warmth that rainy days gave us, but I loved the blockbuster cold and cheerless that he gave me so much. I like to hold an umbrella and walk alone in the drizzle, passing through trees and wind, and passing through those people who laugh, worry and complain. Raindrops hit the umbrella cover. I watched the wind, the rain and the world quietly under the umbrella, just like a woman who lived in Yingying thousands of years ago. She was a household, a folding paper plum umbrella, wearing a thin sweater, apricot flowers and spring rain, Jiangnan always thought that rainy days should belong to the alleys in Jiangnan, a oiled paper umbrella, a bluestone Road, and a graceful woman in Jiangnan. Or, it was the foggy river, a horizontal slanting pulp, an old coir coat and an old man fishing along the river. At this time, I seemed to follow the poetic style as I walked alone. Whenever it rains, the fishy smell of soil in the air will make me feel warm. The air becomes wet, and even the smell smells good. Although it was in spring, the fine moisture was always a little cold. As Tian Wei said, I am a person who liked to hide here and watch the rain. I always stood by the window habitually, as if blowing the wet sea breeze, I think of some fragmentary words and stories, and the inexplicable flying of my mind. Such weather reminds me of many moist summers and many unexpected encounters and departures. Maybe it was the meeting in the spring rain in the past, maybe it was a picture about rain that I saw in the book when I was a child, or it was a summer when I learned from the ancients that I was born with smoke and rain, because of my mood, being touched for no reason others complained about that damned rainy day, only I loved it so much, or I loved countless familiar afternoons, the fragrance of grass in the air was not strong or faint. People say that people who like rainy days are sentimental, and my rainy days are particularly clean, just like my life, wet rain and fog, without trace 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…

The power of confidence [one inside]]

Literature for me is a little delicate. Life passable, go study else. Of course, I and not obsessed with negative Entertainment. Self-cultivation, literature not calligraphy; Chance of riches, literature not lottery; Exercise our brain, and literature not Chess. Young, literature just dream. Life unhappy life while, literature school on the small handy off steam emotional, write about life, write about life. Such ambiguous, modern literary progress. Middle age, when I with a pious heart into the literature of door, but Master lined, had low self-esteem sense. In addition to their own talent lack, investment and insufficient. Time passed, life through, spare sigh. On the Web, a netizen with the power of confidence registered, I use this power of self-confidence write article know whether tort? If infringement, I title to get rid. If non-infringement, I right for this topic. I know a little about literature and a little about other songs. I’m not don’t want to literature, and another poem a zhi quan solution, or omniscient all solution, but, with age, survival of declining capacity, adapt to social change too fast capacity deteriorated. Own Genus writing makes less than money of a class, make a joke inevitable, it does not really matter. I and another poem of understand about is, write a poem, poem theme and a poem, call and another poem. I this article has two sub-headings, which, my topic article behind, lyric and another poem called within a should be no problem, anyway without writing get royalties, big deal don’t write, set this topic. Authority is created by human beings, such as Wu Zetian’s Zhao character and Yan Zhenqing’s monument character. It is right to leave the word “bei” off. With authority, something unconventional or wrong can be created. However, today’s authority is rare to create. For example, Tie Ning, the chairman of Chinese Writers Association, wrote a little more in the calligraphy style, which caused public uproar, they are the n power of my grass-roots formal. Their royalty is considerable and their titles are big, let alone our grass-roots rookie. Caidian district of feng xiang dao in my life’s path wipe out much violent Sparks. feng xiang dao, before, I unheard, unheard total strangers. In addition to feng xiang dao scenery is beautiful and comfortable environment, credit undoubtedly Valley not Mr. Huang. Province poetry creation Committee secretary-general, Wuhan Writers Association secretary-general, writer poet Valley not yellow indeed inspirational-rallying cry, around the numerous, as Provincial Writers Association old leader Liu Fort Dodge teacher said, Provincial Writers Association, wuhan Writers Association size things really hooked Valley not yellow. I followed Mr. Gu Weihuang’s footsteps and the dust behind him, from East Lake community to Hanwang literary world, to Volkswagen online, to Yangtze River literary world, and then to Fengxiang Island. feng xiang dao is island has creek, Island Lake. Reality in Valley not Mr. Huang speech is as humorous, speaking out of man yu, quietly stingy, very affinity. feng xiang dao lake islands Forum [feng xiang dao eco tour] of the bamboo raft Sports, Valley not yellow a call to arms, first prize award beauty, second prize award Lotus, Third Prize Award handsome. Wenyou users and not for winning, Valley not yellow just have that rallying point. We enthusiastically on bamboo. These PCs letters such as Li Kui, ashore is a martial arts high strength, the bamboo raft on to had no, stagger, station are not easy to stand, a put on jiu shen yi, they and not men and women with, work not tired, in bamboo raft on, guys and meets up beautiful or awkward exacting for Penny’s holding, paddling. I a person on the bamboo raft, feet about hard shaking bamboo raft, stream of water overflow up bursts ripples. I picked up too thick, too short Penny, two pronged approach paddled, very open drew on and in front of me bamboo. I have make not over of strength. Self-feel relaxed, Action Coordination. People watching on the shore gave a thumbs-up. Know who is said he from Honghu, so, some people say Lake Honghu Dalang. I was born in Honghu Lake and grew up in Honghu Lake. The lake made me big. I early age swimming, small learn punting, play bamboo not a piece of cake? I earn cheap crying. Yeah, I’m here feng xiang dao, I to Wenyou to online presentation, I am from Honghu to of, I am Honghu person. Is not earning the shouting said OWN is Honghu people, whether in how case, no matter what, Wherever, I say I am Honghu people, we can’t forget Root. If, we suspected his hometown backward, let’s start with learning Valley not Mr. Huang, for home multi-output. Valley not Mr. Huang birth Wuhan of zhu ru shan, just a few months, Valley not Mr. Huang has planned Caidian district jiu zhen shan zhi yin gu li cultural pen, Caidian district feng xiang dao lake islands Forum [feng xiang dao eco tour]]. Valley not Mr. Huang pay smallish. Every activity, Valley not Mr. Huang several all-night can’t sleep well, phone phone list meters long, funded fully in Madame reimbursed. To home, Valley not Mr. Huang is our coordinates. Two power of self-confidence 7 yue 29 ri, feng xiang dao large restaurant, Provincial Writers Association leadership, Wuhan Writers Association leadership, Wenyou, netizens together, ready to taste feng xiang dao foods. I only heard Mr. Gu Weihuang shouting the name of a photographer on the upstairs of the restaurant, saying that Mr. Guan [former chairman of Wuhan Writers Association] was writing and taking some photos. It turned out that Guan Lao had already prepared the desktop in Fengxiang Island, and the prepared rice paper and ink wrote several old-style poems on Fengxiang Island. Guan Lao’s calligraphy level is indeed higher than mine, and he is familiar with it. I came to tube old by you and admire tube old calligraphy. My heart itch of. I to feng xiang dao before take the calligraphy pen, preparation in feng xiang dao now xian chou, write or two amplitude word, mainly to give feng xiang dao left something. Tube old finish a few word gone. Everyone began to eat. Only me and Xiao Yujia, the boss of Fengxiang Island, are left across the building. I unfolded the rice paper of six feet and cut it into two halves. Mr. Xiao Yujia told me that I would write again after lunch. I said, I write a word the go eat. I folded rice paper, ge lou up a feng xiang dao of women’s staff. I told staff help me. There was just a small window above the writing desk. The air-conditioning of the central air conditioner blew down from the small window. There was no paperweight ruler, and only someone else helped the paperweight. I picked up a pen, good tune ink, all my concentration, no hesitation, go, of a Tang poem fleshed out. I feel good about myself. I will writing get downstairs, in restaurant a show, immediately attract numerous eye. Network photographer Indus immediately photographed. Xiao Yu and Mr. accepted my assignments, to a feng xiang dao staff. After having a meal, everyone went to the dormitory to have a rest. It seemed that I was not addicted enough and came to the writing place on the next floor again. I wrote another word. To the former of font is travel model, this one is cursive. I took the exercises to my resting place. The afternoon meeting begins. I and Sycamore Ms. find the location of the meeting late. The agenda of the meeting was introduced by netizens. It’s my turn to introduce myself. I took out my calligraphy work, and when I unfolded it, there was another sigh of praise. I have been fond of calligraphy for years. Just because of my lack of talent and the need to be self-taught, although I have invested a lot of time, I have made little progress. Speaking of calligraphers, it is just an external level. feng xiang dao two word can be said is I have body written since the, play the most remarkable people. I was me, my word was also in the same of words. The performance exceeded the standard this time, which was the same as the athletes participating in the Olympic Games. Putting down the burden and playing lightly, the nobody could be unpopular, defeating the world’s seed players and becoming a dark horse. This time I became the dark horse of calligraphy in Fengxiang Island. The main reason was that Fengxiang Island gave me confidence. I joined Wuhan Writers Association the day before I attended Fengxiang Island pen fair. Writers’ association does not dislike our grassroots. We can communicate face to face with the old generals in the literary world, listen to their experience and introduce their experience without any distance. My self-abasement was frozen, and I didn’t have any concerns, so calligraphy played a super self-level. My two words still have such and such hard wounds, which are much smoother than my previous writings. Confidence gave me power. I hope the more opportunities I have to be confident, the better. I hope I can have more confidence. 2012-8-26 Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. 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Vicissitudes of time vicissitudes of people — feelings of the 80’s generation

Unconsciously, it has been 26 years. After several ups and downs in the vicissitudes of life, I feel more and more like myself now. The innocent and ignorant smile on his face was gone in return for the professional and hypocritical smile hanging on his face every day. In the past, I always imagined that I was a dragon that didn’t meet the wind and cloud, and one day I would take off. Now I find myself just a little pitiful. The romance once imagined has become the helplessness to the real society now. When there is no one at night, I always ask myself silently. Is I really Real now? There is no answer, only the drunken self hiding in the corner silently counting the few sorrows. My heart door has been locked, and the small weakness in my heart has been deeply hidden, which makes me feel very safe. Looking at my friends getting married one by one, I kept asking myself whether it was time to find someone who was too young, but sadly found that the door in my heart had been closed tightly, the key has not been found for a long time. Living every day in a muddle, I turned back and found that I had wasted a lot of time, feeling a burst of fear. Keep encouraging yourself in your heart. You need to work hard and stand out. However, life is still the same day by day. It feels like the pointer on the clock. It’s not that I don’t want to change, but I don’t know where to change. I gradually changed to hide myself, hiding myself in an inconspicuous corner and observing everyone around me, just like a frightened cat. Gradually become hypocritical. Every word you say has to be thought in your mind for a long time. Every word of others has to be chewed repeatedly before they dare to answer, everyday life is as tasteless as chewing wax. I used to push the person I liked into others’ arms and comfort myself constantly. As long as she was good, I was suffering with me. Now I am still the same, sending the girl I like into the arms of my friends. And constantly comforted herself that we were not suitable, there was a gap in age, and her unstable work could not bring her a comfortable life and romantic love. When they talk about various topics on the Internet and laugh happily. I can only pay silently and wait and see. It’s not me who is rude or cold-blooded. I also hope someone will care for me and care for me. But can I really have these now? I can’t give myself an answer. After 80 s, we longed for love but were afraid of love. We were afraid of being hurt and couldn’t bring happiness to each other. I began to like smoking, and a pack of cigarettes on my body has become an indispensable part of me every day. Smoke is as indispensable as the blood integrated into my body. I bought one when I was happy, one when I was annoyed, and one when I thought about it. I suddenly found that the cigarette was more kind than my family. I can light a cigarette in the dead of night, look at the flickering flame, and tell my troubles and sadness to it, it doesn’t matter even to cry silently to it. Because it won’t laugh at my weakness or dislike my repeated words. Surfing the Internet every day has become a compulsory course, and I am not willing to leave even if I sit in front of the computer in a daze. Gradually, I began to dive stealthily. I gradually deleted my friends from QQ from the list, and began to be no longer active in the group and no longer speak. The distance between me and my friends also began to become more and more distant. Gradually, no longer pay attention to dressing up or the taste of the food. Every day I start to rush about for three meals a day, and keep busy for the rent of a small single room. The social engagement among friends also began to escape. Every time I couldn’t escape, I touched the few money left in my pocket and kept calculating how to spend this month. I began to learn to haggle over every ounce, and began to learn to cook, wash and decorate the living nest by myself. Time is still 1 minute 1 second past, and life is still unchangeable. After 80 s, we all began to mature slowly. We all began to work hard for our future, but there were several people who could see clearly our own path, how many people can successfully stick to the original dream and keep going on the road? Here, I sincerely wish that many 80’s generation who are the same as me can stick to their original dreams. Walk out of the sky belonging to our 80’s generation. 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. 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Autumn thoughts

I stand in the wind when I stare at the harvest in the golden autumn on the day when fallen leaves are flying. Taste the rhythm of autumn wind and the thoughts of rain carefully with eyes and soul. There is an impulse of life and passion of youth in the fervent chest. Walking on the slanting path of the mountain paved by fallen leaves alone, I was showering the afterglow of the setting sun. The sky in autumn was always so deep, high-eyed and mysterious, which made me yearn for. The Wild Geese flying south were still flying alone! The high mountains in the distance also changed their former costumes and put on colorful dresses, one next to the other in the setting sun. Stepping into the Paradise of childhood, the dream was no longer so pure. The breeze came from outside the mountain, leaving a few lines of sad verses carelessly! Only the flowing water sang the unchanging song passing by under my feet, and then rushed to the distance. Pick up the fallen leaves at the root and feel its former beauty. A hard sense of loss and sadness once again filled the gap in my heart. This fiery leaf gathered all my thoughts. Where should it be sent? The breeze is gentle and the water is flowing. The night came quietly unconsciously. I can’t hesitate any more. I belong to the mountain and need me here. Why should I be sentimental about the colorful and colorful lights outside the mountain? In fact, there are also flowers and green willows embracing each other here, so let all thoughts fall into the running water, or settle down or flow far away. The dim light lit up in the night. I wrapped my clothes tightly and walked towards the low room to purify the children in the mountain who were seeking knowledge and drinking from the most glorious career under the sun. I this life the non-regret chooses. 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…

The original dream

My fate and I are like a kite, which seems to fly freely. In fact, there is a God pulling me with an invisible thread. However, God is also very busy. He holds countless threads. Sometimes, I will forget me temporarily, so occasionally I will feel that my life goal is vague and seems to be abandoned by fate. However, last night, God remembered me. Coincidences happen every year, especially last night. During chatting with her college classmates, she learned that she shared the rent with others in Yangpu district, and it seemed that she had quarreled with her roommates yesterday. She sighed that it was not easy to stay outside. Living alone could not afford the rent, and renting a single room would cost 1,000 months. I joked that if you were in Changning, I would like to find a job there, and we could rent together. Unexpectedly, she told me that her company was in Changning, so I remembered my classmate in Changning and told her that my classmate was in Yan’an West Road. She sent a surprised expression, saying that her company was also in Yan’an West Road, Changning district. Seeing that sentence, my hands shook. She asked me if I would go to Shanghai. To be honest, I really wanted to go. Besides, I have planned to go to the cold weather now, but I didn’t tell her this. At least, I have some small goals now. I don’t know what to do like some time ago. This was a trivial thing. Maybe the other side just made me happy. But I still couldn’t help being excited. Sometimes, happiness comes easily. Maybe it is just a casual coincidence, but if it is deliberately arranged, it will make people feel stressful. I was excited last night, tossing and turning. When I heard the cock beating, I still opened my eyes. I kept thinking about the situation after I went to Shanghai. A cheap single room, the bed is OK, the floor is good, I always like tatami. A small company that didn’t know which floor of the skyscraper, a suit of work clothes bigger than my figure, a small LCD computer, a dozen of pre-input materials, and a half cup of boiled water. Perhaps, I am saw hope, even if it was just the salary of microblog and the shabby residence. In the dead of night, I looked up at the stars above the city, and fell asleep happily after hitting the “humble room inscription” on my notebook. Early in the morning, I was woken up by the subway passing by the viaduct nearby. Wondering why rail transit line 3 and Line 4 were on the overpass instead of under the ground. Then, the carp stood up and started my busy day. I still remember that a classmate asked the teacher about whether to go to a big city to develop. The teacher just said lightly that when you are young, you can try the fast-paced life in big cities. Perhaps, her voice was that big cities were lucky and bitter, and it was difficult to stay for a long time without foundation, but if she didn’t go, she would regret. According to many people, it is indeed hard. Foreigners like us who are not well-educated have low wages and poor welfare. They stick to the minimum living line, but they also need to recruit people to discriminate. But I think, to fulfill my wish, even if it is a little bitter, I still do nothing. I think about myself, it is really hypocritical. I obviously like the lights of the city, but I have to criticize it in countless articles, and those who have squeezed their heads to think about city life, they are often written as impetuous people. I myself, isn’t it? But if you can’t eat grapes, you can say that grapes are sour. Now, I have a firm idea and the support of my parents. I can take a big step towards my original dream. I am also happy that I didn’t fall asleep all night. I always hope that I can stick to it, because there is no way out. See you in Shanghai, my beautiful dream. Come on, yourself, friends, classmates. 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…

Ask yourself

I asked myself more than once: who am I? Where do I come from? Where am I going? What do I want to do? What can I do? What should I do? But no one can answer me. Maybe there was no fixed answer, but I kept asking myself. I remember Xu Daran once wrote: everything is passing away. Life seems to be a piece of ice melting in front of the mirror. We all see ourselves, but we don’t know ourselves. Yes, if we don’t understand ourselves, let’s constantly ask ourselves; If we don’t understand ourselves, let’s have dreams and courage. For me, do I know myself? I am ordinary and small 90 after. There is no such kind of broad-minded feelings as Fan Zhongyan who is not pleased by things and sad by himself; There is no such kind of life as Wen Tianxiang who has never died since ancient times, and the lofty sentiments and ambitions of keeping the heart of Dan according to the history, I recommended Xuanyuan with my blood. And I, I am a girl who likes dreaming, but seldom pursue dreams. Speaking of my ideal, only Wang Guowei said: Last night, the West Wind withered green trees. When you are alone in a tall building, you can see the shallow state of the road. In the plain and ordinary life, I like to walk alone in the dusk of the sunset, watching the sunset, feeling the infinite good sunset, just the beautiful regret of the near dusk. They will be happy or sad because of their grades, and quarrel with their parents because of the generation gap of growth. I like Haizi’s face to the sea, Spring is warm and flowers bloom, watching the tide rising and falling at the seaside. More often, I like to lean against the trunk in the lane of Xunyang to see the clouds rolling in the sky. But for this ordinary life and the growth of youth, I want to ask myself what I want to do well, but I can’t get others’ affirmation. Why do you want to study hard but never persevere to the end. Why are the facts in front of you, but you always can’t believe it and doubt that you are dreaming. Why is the road wrong at the beginning? Some people choose to make mistakes again and again. Why do some people say that the outside world is wonderful, but they are also helpless. Why is the happy time always so short, and there is no trace when it comes or goes. Why are we no longer pure when we grow up. Why is life like a play. We play different roles and feel different emotions on the stage of life. Life is melancholy of joys and sorrows, and life is full of ups and downs. I am a part of life as well as a part of life, but there are hundreds of billions of me, which forms a colorful and wonderful small universe. Some people say that knowing oneself is the biggest problem in the world. Many people do nothing or take detours because they cannot know themselves correctly, and many people go to glory in difficulties and twists and turns and achieve a career because they know themselves correctly. Therefore, we need to ask ourselves, because we are young and full of yearning. Although we have troubles, we are still full of hope. We are the messengers of youth, and we are the sun at eight or nine o’clock in the morning. The world is beautiful because of us, life is colorful because of us, and we are the symbol of vitality. Because we are young, we will face many choices and challenges. I hope that we can know ourselves, inquire about our youth, have a long time to break through the waves, and have the heart to travel straight to the sea, blooming the flower of value of life. Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…