Autumn

In our expectation, autumn came in a hurry. In autumn, the lead flower of summer was washed away, and the hot day of summer was sent away. It brings cool autumn. The breeze is coming, and I feel relaxed and refreshing. Strolling in the continuous autumn rain, there is a different taste. Autumn is not the charm of spring, the enchanting of summer, the elegance of winter, the red leaves everywhere, and the golden yellow everywhere are its true colors. Clear Sky, autumn is its character. In autumn, although there are no flowers matching each other, the chrysanthemum with different shapes and contrasting beauty decorated autumn extremely enchanting. Autumn turns the green green land into golden yellow. The leaves kissed the tree reluctantly under the urge of autumn wind, or floated in rivers and lakes with the wind, or floated down the earth and dissolved in dust. Although it is very sad, it is very sad and beautiful. Autumn is the harvest season. After the sowing in spring and the cultivation in summer, we have gained hope and fruits. Welcome the harvest of grain. We have passed the year of establishment, and it is the autumn of our life. Ana’s colorful and romantic years are gone forever. We are more peaceful in tasting a cup of fragrant and attractive green tea, listening to the music we like and appreciating the words we like, either happy or depressed, satisfied or emotional, or lonely or intoxicated. Looking at the grown-up children, I felt a little satisfied in my heart. Looking back at the road I had gone through, although I had experienced hardships and tears, I still sighed with emotion that this life was worth:. I like autumn, not because it is the season of harvest, but because it is the season of breeding hope. 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…

Wu in between the mountains and rivers

Author: Xu Dongfeng in April this year, I was invited to the south to attend a quality seminar. When I came back, I visited a famous scenic spot in Jiangnan by the way. On the morning of the second day after the meeting, the three of us began to climb the mountain and watch the scenery cheerfully. We were intoxicated by the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan Watertown all the way; We didn’t feel tired at the beginning, when we were almost halfway, we gradually stumbled, panting, and slowed down. Xiao Zhang, who was accompanying us, said let’s have a rest, so we came to White Deer Cave Academy and took out the mineral water we brought to drink; an old man in the yard was cleaning the yard, and there were several leisurely tourists sightseeing around the yard; The old man saw us, smiled and nodded, and talked about White Deer Cave Academy with us. White Deer Cave Academy was originally a seclusion reading place for Li Bo brothers in Tang Dynasty. Li Bo raised a white deer and accompanied him all day long. His old friend was called Mr. White Deer. Later, Li Bo took office as the governor of Jiujiang, revisited the old place, built pavilions and pavilions here to attract mountain springs, planted flowers and trees, and became a tourist attraction. It is named White Deer Cave because the mountain peaks round like a hole. Bailudong Academy owns three thousand mu of mountain forest, which preserves the primeval forest and primary vegetation of Lushan Mountain and has thousands of years of ancient pine. Mountain verdant forests, mountain water. White Deer Cave Academy was integrated into the nature, taking full advantage of the beauty of natural scenery… just when we were talking happily, a young man dressed up as a student came into the college, listening to the accent as if he was from southern Jiangsu, and the old man talked to him before getting up, just listen to this young man: Are you okay here? The old man was shocked at first, but he didn’t answer his question directly, so he asked back: Is your hometown OK? The young man replied: My hometown is terrible! I hate it. The old man continued to say, “then go ahead, it is as bad as your hometown. Later, a young man came, who seemed to have a Northwest accent, and asked the same question. The old man also asked the same question. The young man replied, “although my hometown does not have the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan, but there are simple and kind people there. I love my hometown very much. After hearing this, the old man smiled and said: We are also very good here, not only with beautiful landscapes, there are also hospitable people. After listening to the conversation just now, we felt very surprised and asked the old man why the answers to the same question were inconsistent? The old man said: If you look at a person or thing with an appreciation attitude, you will see many advantages and good things; when you treat a person or thing with a critical attitude, you will see countless shortcomings and ugly things on him. After listening to the old man’s explanation, I suddenly realized that there was a feeling of relief. So we said goodbye to the old man and came to the Fairy Cave with aftertaste and feeling. Fairy Cave, located in Lushan Vale of eternal blossoms south end, have stagger such as hand fo shou yan. Under the cover of Buddha’s hand Rock, a hole is opened as a Fairy Cave. There is a clear spring dropping down in the deep place, which is called a drop of spring. There are inscriptions on stone carvings such as cave jade liquid on the cave wall. -Hole central Chun-Yang Palace built-in Lu Dongbin Stone, Legend Eight Immortals in sword this Immortals. Every time when the clouds are lingering, it suddenly adds a bit of fairy spirit. To Qing Dynasty, fo shou yan enlightened home blessed spot, renamed Fairy Cave. Mao Zedong’s famous poem was born with a fairy Cave, with infinite scenery on the dangerous peak. The Fairy Cave scenic spot is famous all over the world, and it is the place where guests who come to Mount Lu must visit and take photos. It realizes the harmonious beauty between human and nature. Near noon, we reached the infinite scenery which was high above the strange peak. The beautiful scenery in front of us made us relaxed and happy; Flying down three thousand feet, it was suspected that the magnificent scene of the galaxy falling nine days came into our eyes; we saw the waterfall that we had been longing for for a long time. Around the waterfall, the mist was so sweet that it seemed like white clouds falling down and wandering in the mountain stream, which cast a layer of mysterious color on the already spectacular scenery, I took out my camera, put this picture into my memory, and went home to enjoy it with my relatives and friends. We walked to the foot of the mountain with joy and satisfaction, and carefully recollected the old man’s words along the way. I suddenly realized something, yes, if we treat the people and scenery around us with the attitude of appreciation and praise, how much affection and friendship will be added between people without contradiction and hatred, our society will become more harmonious and beautiful! 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…

Nightmare, why

Nightmares and drowning. I was awakened by the story in my dream every other hour last night. There is no reason for bloody parting. I struggled for a whole night. In fact, I am a person who is good at hiding. But now I am a little clear about why I like the night and fear the night. Why did you choose a strange bus and get off at an unknown place. Why are there so many anxiety and entanglement hanging around me at night. Why do you always hide yourself well and be disturbed by nightmares. Why does a relationship involve yourself so much. Why did you fly the kite with the missing string. Why do I get used to taking care of her instead of her before. Why can’t time exile a dreamless person. Why can’t I love it as much as before. Why are you so reluctant to stay and leave. Why are we always perfunctory and worried about each other. Why do I cry when I dream about you. Why do I hate you sometimes. Why sometimes that kind of missing can drive me crazy. Why do I care about her as her. Why did the previous memories always drown me. Why can’t we use courage to break that distance. Why am I at a loss at night. Why do I think of her when I touch her hair. Why is there a place called heart filled with her. Why did I leave her instead of her when I was 05:15? I was also at a loss in my sleep. Why the hug in my dream makes me suffocated. Why do I still cry when I leave in my dream. Why not call her but her after the nightmare. A person huddled in a corner of the wall, thinking of her words. Without a sense of security, just hold my left hand. I hid in the corner of the wall when I was away. Know not?! One person’s corner cannot warm the world of two people. 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…

Dry-looking orange

It became like this, wrinkled and dull, lifeless without water color. It was an orange, dried and withered. I was thirsty at night, looking for drinks everywhere. There was nothing, so I had to boil water. In the cupboard, it was quietly huddled in a plate. How long it had been, I can’t remember, it was really old. In my impression, an Orange should be beautiful, full and touching. Just walking down from the branch, it exudes the taste of being ripe, and there are also a few leaves, dressed up like a new bride. Cut open the orange clothes outside, juicy body, even plump, fresh and lovely. When I just brought her back, it must be like this. We all like fresh things, environment, food and people. Go to a place with good scenery to make your mood fly with you, or sit down in a famous restaurant to see the chef change the food beautifully, or make new friends with fresh face and elegant speech, it makes people refreshed. Yes, we like all the good things in life, and we enjoy the good things. We stretch out our hands and give them to me. I don’t know that sometimes life is also very helpless, and sometimes we give them, and sometimes not. The withered Orange turned in my hand. It became a specimen, and its story was sealed up by it. No one knew it any more. The most glorious moment in the past also became a specimen, it becomes another kind of life, copy and extend, or it is called spirit. It closes its body tightly, and the body that no one opens grows old in loneliness. Flowers bloom and bear fruit, but I can’t wait to appreciate her. In this world, there are countless legends like this. While we sigh with emotion, we are unable to help or ignore many of them. In a flash, time is no longer waiting. An orange absorbs the essence of heaven and earth. It is the crystallization of the soul of the tree. As for us human beings, no matter beauty or ugliness, we should be the creation of heaven and earth. We are endowed with life and continue to make progress. We should not belittle ourselves and cherish others’ lives, including our own, such a world is dedicated to good things. How good it would be if you wanted to do it. Dry withered oranges, we will also have dry withered day, yes, when we are alive, make the process more vivid. Tie the withered branch with a thin thread. The dried withered Orange was hung on the wall by me. I pasted a picture of the orchard behind it, in a trance, it has life again. Tea and typing. The dried oranges disappeared. On the wall was a painting of harvest. The Orange Garden was fragrant. I think I like Sugar Orange Best, which is small and charming. 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…

Suomo River suomo

I love the rivers in my hometown, the grass and trees, and the four seasons of the year. The bottom of the Qing Dynasty, the bank of the Somo River-the Somo River-my lovely hometown is beside you by the river-the land growing up in the memory of the Somo River-home, I always wanted to walk out of the mountain and walk out of you when I was, out of your arms out of your call, but my heart can’t walk out of your call, my lovely Somo River, you tell thousands of years of love, Somo River, I am grew up drinking your milk, listening to your songs, listening to your call, I came home, I am grew up in your lullaby, lying in your arms, in my dream, I came back to your arms again and again. You are the place where I always miss forever. Once again, I came back to your arms-home in your call. 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…

Beautiful from the early morning

Wake up in the alarm and prepare breakfast as soon as possible. Ah, delicious and nutritious milk, steamed eggs with pork sauce and green beans. PA, PA, I clapped my hands habitually, got up, got up! The children didn’t respond. After shaking them again, the daughter slowly sat up rubbing Xing Song’s sleeping eyes. The son turned around and seemed to sleep deeper. Then she patted his ass and threw the trousers on his face, he got up unwillingly. Put on clothes, wash your face, brush your teeth, eat well, both are scattered everywhere. Ah, tomorrow is Teacher’s Day. My son said he would send a painting to the teacher. He began to choose his own works seriously. It seemed that I was reluctant to give up every picture, and finally made a difficult decision. That golden elephant was his most awesome masterpiece. He loved his teacher, so he was willing to do it. It seemed that time was too late. My son took his father’s car and went first. After finishing the arrangement for my daughter, I want to walk to school with her. She smiled happily. No matter what she did, she was happy as long as she was with me. I helped her carry her schoolbag, which was too heavy. We trotted all the way. She had a stomachache. I picked her up. She giggled and said, “Mom, don’t lose me. There were a lot of flower sellers on the roadside, and many students were buying flowers. She asked them why they bought flowers? That is for the teacher, because tomorrow is the teacher’s holiday. The teacher’s festival? Is Teachers’ Day. Do you want to give it to the teacher? Well, she nodded hard and finally bought it, but she looked at me doubtfully, how could I send it? Ha ha, I arranged it for her, but finally when she carried her schoolbag and walked to the school gate, I told her that she was late. She felt a little wronged and shook her head to pass the flowers to me, I knew that she must be embarrassed to send it. I didn’t force her to see her into the school gate. Her small figure carried a big schoolbag and trotted, passing through the big classmates around her and the playground, running to the classroom, my eyes were a little wet, but my heart was smiling. The sunshine in the morning showered me. The air was particularly fresh. People at work were in a hurry. The mother who was a new mother strolled leisurely with a stroller. The Business of the breakfast stall on the roadside was booming. Grandma wiped her grandson’s mouth, occasionally there will be the sound of the car whistle, which seems to be the accompaniment. Everything is so peaceful. With a quiet heart and a tranquil smile on my face, I breathed deeply and walked forward in the direction of light. 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…

You my appearance

Sometimes, I saw a few white clouds drifting alone in the quiet sky. I heard the sound of breeze passing through clothes. In the sigh, I often thought, if life could come back, then what would you and me like? In fact, after careful consideration, I found that facing this problem would make me confused, because I always think maturity is a kind of sorrow in life in a sense. Just like a blooming flower, although it is beautiful and fragrant, it is closer to the withered ending. Just like life, it has already wasted the youth of budding and vigorous youth. I think maybe only in such a young age, all the love, hate and hatred are as real and bright as sunshine. No matter tears or laughter, everything is still natural and innocent. In those days, we still have dreams to do, tears to flow, and we haven’t thought about getting hurt. A beautiful life is as beautiful and dreamy as the scenery on the postcard, which is fascinating. At that time, when looking up at the starry sky, I would feel that the meteor shower was like our romantic future, praying for the small wish to come true slowly in my heart; Walking on the journey in the dark night, I always believe that there is a warm embrace waiting for us, and it will light the light of hope for us: at that time, I always felt that the most beautiful scenery was the way you smiled, what can never be wiped off in memory is the back of your leaving: in those days, you always feel that the future is very far away and stubbornly want to abandon the shadow behind you-but one day, when we stand at the crossroads of life, confused and confused, and don’t know where to go, we find that we have grown up. Stretch out your hands, close your eyes and touch the world with your heart. Everything seems like the original. The city is prosperous, flowers are blooming and people are surging, but we can’t find the original self, the one who believes in tomorrow and the future. In the long night, in the loneliness, in the sad place, we kept asking ourselves, who am I? Where will the wind blow tomorrow? But when you can no longer see the innocence in your eyes, when you can no longer feel the warmth in my arms, when years carve wrinkles on your face ruthlessly, you and I tell the world that we are mature by turning around and leaving. Therefore, we understand that meteor shower is just the fall of meteorite, and the scenery is only beautiful on postcards, and only when we are young can we believe that it will last forever. In this way, time changed everything. We sadly found that we could never go back. However, sometimes I would rather be the old boy, standing in the light and shadow of the years, with clear eyes and a sad look. 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…

I am still me, just become more……

I am still me. I just become more tearful. Can I dilute everything? Why are I am in this world so cowardly and at a loss? What is the soul? I am just a body! No thought, no soul, no courage, no hehe, I am nothing! What else can I do? I can’t escape from the shackles of my soul or the wind, Frost, rain and snow outside, so I have to die by myself! I am still me, but I am more depraved and silent. Can I perfunctory everything and hide unnecessary injuries? If so, I choose to live in silence. What on earth is it? I am just the passer-by who lost his soul lost by God! Life continues, but I am going backwards until I reach the bottomless abyss. Maybe it is called Liberation. I am still me, but it is just a dream that gradually disappears that becomes more depraved, the dream that gradually moved away accompanied me on this road without goals, stumbling and swaying where is the return date? Dream is something that can’t afford. Reality is an untouchable residual mirror, life. It is a rough journey that can not be counted as ending until the end. When tears fill my eyes again, is it just more cowardly? If I can escape, I wish I had never been to this gorgeous but hurtful world. Life has made me lose too much. Living has brought me a shackle that cannot be untied. I am so tired and tired. I am tired every day, not as optimistic as I imagined, nor as strong as the word in life, I am a rotten person. I am still the decayed one who lost my soul. I originally had a low IQ, but now I become more dull. I have no keen insight, no courage to hold up the sun tomorrow, the so-called success, who can explain the so-called failure clearly? I want to be relieved, but the result is that the blank reality is always filled with my soul, which makes me unable to get rid of the embarrassed me. When can I break through this dense network? Why are I always willing to fall? Why are you always escaping from the reality of self cowardice, tears, escaping from everything in life, explaining this sad me everywhere, then let the darkness erode everything in me, I want to have a dream, in a long dream, everyone in my dream can be an angel lost from heaven. What about me? If demons? Heart good pain. The pain is to the extreme. I owe too much. How can I atone for my sin? So capricious and stubborn. Why should I create such an invisible injury, I hurt the heart that has given you care for a long time. How can I make up for the scars? No one will understand the wounds in my heart. Maybe there is no need for anyone to understand the mistakes made, it makes me unable to regret. The broken life makes me suffer from troubles everywhere. Do I deserve it? I am a bad girl. A bad girl is always so unsuccessful and always so sad I am a bad girl, bad girls have no future, no future Like (prose editor: yuiran) 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…

Guilt

My son still has three or four months to take the senior high school entrance examination. After dinner every day, he put down the bowl and chopsticks and went back to his room to study. My wife and I packed up and watched silent TV plays. One second, one minute, one minute, we hope that time can go faster, and we can hear our son walking out of the room at 12 o’clock in the evening, saying, “I’m going to sleep; We don’t want time to go faster, so that my son can learn more. My wife and I counted seconds and nights in this contradictory mood, and also counted the future of our son. The TV drama in front of us is just a prop with eyelids. As for the good or bad plot, none of us cares about it. What we care about is that we are still opening our eyes, still fighting with my son. Especially when my son went out of the room and sat next to us and glanced at the TV, my wife and I were in the same mental state as my son, spirited and excited. Positive and aggressive. We are encouraging our son as well as ourselves. We must fight to the end. When we fight, our son said, “I’m going to sleep. Going to bed early became the biggest luxury for my son and the extravagant hope of a teenager who was growing up. We know we shouldn’t treat our children like this, and parents like us all know we shouldn’t treat our children like this. How many years have our quality education been called and how many years have our education been reformed? However, what parents and children face is still cold scores and scores of real economic interests. Helpless, we can only fight with our children! In that case, he must not be alone. One day is OK, two days are OK, three days are OK, which fourth day? Fifth days? How many days? How many years? I have never experienced any sense of guilt, but I experienced it on a night when my son still had three or four months of senior high school entrance examination. It makes me uncomfortable, it makes me blame myself, it makes me feel ashamed, it makes me feel guilty, it makes me hate to replace me…… That night, somehow, let the more haggard wife go back to the room to have a good rest, and swear that I will stick to the position. I took the TV remote control, changed this station, changed that station, and finally found a movie that can make you more spirited. Watch it…… Dad, go to bed too. I don’t know how long it took, my son’s voice woke me up. I looked at my son standing in front of me and said hurriedly, “Dad is not sleepy. I’m not sleepy yet, and I snore. My God, I also snore while sitting and sleeping. Snoring is one of my problems. When I was young, when I was a salesman and a colleague on a business trip, no one would like to share a room with me, so I had to disturb the strangers. Don’t sleep, don’t snore, don’t disturb children’s study, hold your ground and fight. Dad doesn’t play anymore, Dad is still watching movies, you go to learn. My son went back to his room. However, before long, my son woke me up again. Dad, you snore again. Dad, go to bed first, I will sleep soon. I had a look at my son, but did I still insist? I let him catch it twice, but was it okay? Let me see the clock hanging on the wall. It will be 12 o’clock in half an hour. OK, son, you should also go to bed early. When I came back to the room, I didn’t fall asleep any more when I really lay down. I blamed myself for my weakness, and I felt guilty for my snoring…… Guilt arises spontaneously. Lying on the bed with this sense of guilt until the light in the son’s room turned off. With this sense of guilt, I wrote this article until tonight, telling myself that when I have no spirit, I will look at what I wrote and see my guilt. It is 09:45 late…… Written 20120223 late 9.4 fifteen 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…

This summer of Grace

Look at the calendar, beginning of autumn. The days are passing day by day. Looking at the sun, it is already the light of autumn. The sunshine fell down on the top of the mountain, which was broken silks and satins, golden and thin, sprinkled on the weeping willows, on the river, on the quiet path and on the innocent smiling face of children, sprinkling on the deep wrinkles of the old man, the sky is full of clouds and red. One: red; She is the mother of a child, and divorced a man who eats, drinks, whores, and gambles; Because it was her request for divorce, she had to compensate the man 6000 yuan; However, born in poverty, after marriage, I met such a man again, and this 6000 yuan is also a huge sum of money! When she came to this prosperous city alone, she first worked in a hotel and got to know this man now; Her monthly salary was just enough for food and clothing, so how could the compensation of 6000 yuan come! In desperation, he resigned from the hotel job. Set up a small stall in the street, selling cold leather one day, Hong called me and asked me. I agreed. After meeting, I realized that Hong was with this man. She was pregnant, and the income on the booth was controlled by this man every day. Then I told me: if we can’t live this day, this man will leave him. The woman did not shed tears. She spoke with a firm tone. She just sighed that the compensation of 6000 yuan had not been paid yet. After that, I received a call from Hong. She knocked out the child and went back to her hometown. On the phone, she cried that her father was over seventy years old and still worked in a brick factory, her heart was broken. Listening to this, I didn’t say anything silently. I didn’t know when the other party hung up the phone. Two: After turning a few roads, I heard the sound of water in the distance. Walking eastward, the river flows eastward, the soft Willows on both sides of the River depend on each other, and the green grass is green. The summer should be moved to autumn. The branches and buds of trees and shrubs are green and reddish brown, which pervades both sides of, the sunshine poured on my body again from those branches with different density, feeling the infinite grace of this summer. In my younger brother’s home, I met my old classmate: Min, and talked about some separation. In order not to affect their affairs, I stood up and said goodbye: Two days later, on the weekend night, my younger brother and I went out to enjoy the cool with my mother. I mentioned this classmate. My younger brother told me: Min, is the host of a large state-owned enterprise in the provincial capital office. He was admired by his poor life. He was gentle and elegant, but he could make friends with homeless people. Every time he went out with him, he could see a bottle in his car, as long as he saw the vagrant begging, especially the old man, he would get off the car, take out the coins from the bottle and give them to the vagrant. He didn’t dislike the vagrant being dirty, holding their hands and talking to them, and they make friends. Therefore, I gradually formed such a habit; My younger brother also said that we all don’t like people who are restrained. We like to walk around and get along with others. That’s why we benefit. Three: After dinner, I went out to enjoy the cool weather with my children; When I said it was fast, the rain poured down. People who enjoyed the cool weather gathered under the eaves of shopping malls, big and small, watching the heavy rain, looking at the Central Street where the water flows into a river, people are so quiet that they can hardly hear anyone talking but the sound of rain. Someone was in a hurry and bought rain gear in the shopping mall. The Street that waded through the river gradually disappeared in the rainy night; While most people were waiting patiently; It was a shower, tonight, the shower took a long time. My child and I stood under the roof of the mall, looking at the heavy rain, discussing: Don’t buy rain gear, go home in the rain. When we walked into the heavy rain, the thin clothes were soaked in a flash. Walking in the water, the wet hair and clothes felt infinite comfort in our hearts, as if we were back to childhood. In the heavy rain, many people were walking in the rain. Seeing someone falling down in the water, they heard someone saying: Some places on this road are uneven. The speaker didn’t know the one who fell down; The speaker and the one who stood up kept walking with a smile on his face. Four: my junior high school classmate: Yu, has a profound influence on me. Yu, at the age of 32, when her husband was in a car accident, it was her weak shoulder that carried her husband and children. The embarrassment of life was conceivable. I learned all this when I met her again this summer. However, I didn’t see her shedding a tear. What I saw was a smile, no matter it was a helpless smile or a painful smile, perfunctory smile… always laugh; Later I found that Yu: I especially like to wear shiny leather shoes with nails and high heels, of course, they are very cheap fashion shoes. I have tried these shoes in the mall, but they are not good. The heels are too high, and I feel a little heav when walking. One day, she called me and asked me to go to the Cultural Palace to enjoy the cool; That night, I saw; Jade, dancing, very eye-catching in the dance floor, her shiny high heels on her feet followed the dance steps, under the dark yellow light, it was shiny. When leaving, Yu asked me: why don’t you dance? Your high heels are very beautiful. Is the heel too high? You look good when dancing. Five: my mother called and said that she was going to the summer. She was afraid of the heat and wanted to go to the summer. I rushed to my mother’s place, so did my younger brother. My mother goes to spend the summer heat every hot summer. What we do as children is happiness beyond words. My mother is nearly 80 years old, and she is in good health and has a good complexion. Looking at my mother’s packed bags, the dumplings and steamed buns that my mother made for us, my heart was wet. My mother said, “I have read the calendar. This year’s mid-fall is ten days, and this year’s mid-fall is 30 days in total. I came back in one month. My younger brother quietly put the money in my mother’s wallet, but she was found by my mother. My mother took out the money and handed it to my younger brother, saying: I have money. Besides, in the mountains, there is no place to spend money, my younger brother insisted on letting my mother stay. My mother continued: Hold on, I’m going to celebrate my birthday. 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