Fleeting, passage.

Staring at the computer screen, I really couldn’t think of any flowery words to whitewash my words. I just regard words as a tool for self-adjustment, self-cognition, self-improvement and self-vent. There are too many beautiful things, but I gradually fell in love with the words, mixing my feelings into the lines, and even my sadness became so beautiful. Strolling on the remaining pure land in my heart, I felt the real me. I am very ordinary. When I was young, I was really a good boy, but when you met me, I grew up …… when I was in school, male classmates seemed to like the quietest one or those girls in the class, so in my school days, I really haven’t had a puppy love before. Gradually, I bid farewell to the gate of the campus and Goodbye to Innocence and childishness. In the society, how many people can completely retain their own colors? Full flashy. Should I thank the campus for bringing us beauty? Or should we scold the reality and filth of society? Don’t worry, ladies and gentlemen, you still have to endure love. Although it is not certain, it is indeed the most painful place for most people. Everyone once described the image of a lover in his heart. Then tell yourself to look like that. Therefore, there are a lot of so-called standards for choosing friends. I don’t like ta’s dressing style. His manners are too frivolous. ta is not romantic enough. I don’t like ta who wears glasses. He has no car, no house, no money and so on. This is generally the common reason why girls refuse boys. On the other hand, let’s talk about men. Most of them seem to never refuse a woman’s giving arms and giving arms. I am talking about the majority, not all of them. If this man has 10,000 women, he also hopes that he is the only man for this 10,000 women. When these realistic things are obviously in front of people’s eyes, will you continue to stick to them without improvement and flexibility according to your rules and regulations? Those so-called standards of choosing friends are really useless. Throw them into garbage bags and pack them away immediately. When you meet a person who will spark when the four eyes are handed over, even if he has no car, no house, no money, no gentleman, can you still tell others rationally, I really don’t like him? Don’t deceive yourself. When you really meet someone you feel right, no matter what he is, in your eyes, he is as dazzling as starlight. It seems that what you see is always his good. Love, without preparation, happened naturally in spring. The blending of electric light and Flint is just an instant thing, and then it is out of control. If there is premeditation, selfishness and planning, it is really not love. Never commercialize your love, because you cannot predict when you will go bankrupt. There are also some girls who are going to die if they lose love, why. In fact, there are many people we can fall in love with in our life. As long as the other party reaches out to you, you will give the other party a chance. There will be possibilities to develop love. There are countless good people in the world. Why do you want to die for a bad person who dumped you and others? Shorter, one month. Longer, seven or eight years. During this period, how many love stories happened? Every day there were parting and reunion, breaking up and falling in love. When you were not married, you didn’t know your parents for a long time. Your parents gave birth to you and raised you for more than 20 years, then you are heartbroken and disheartened for a man you have known for only a few months or two or three years? Don’t be stupid, girl. In fact, the world is really beautiful. Without love and friendship, family affection will always be the harbor where your solid arms and soul dock. Maybe I didn’t encounter the vigorous love, and I couldn’t feel the pain that I couldn’t be together and tore my heart into my lungs. I still think it’s plain and plain, and the feeling of long flowing water is more dependable and reliable. Enjoy the single life now. After working for a day, Cook yourself a sumptuous meal. When I was free, I made a cup of tea, read books in the lazy sunshine in the afternoon, and filled my inner vacancy with books. This kind of life is really good. Now I don’t expect that there will be a period of endless romance happening to me. I pursue simple, sincere and natural things. Wave goodbye to that silly man, and live by yourself. What I am looking for in the future is not a boyfriend but a marriage partner. I don’t care how hard and long the process of searching for each other is. I even imagined the prototype of my single life in the next ten years. In fact, nothing matters. Life is a lifetime, grass and trees are in autumn. I hope my parents can be safe and healthy. I don’t have much expectation and desire for myself. I just want to live a good life every sunrise and sunset now, and I will try my best to be busy when I am busy. When having a rest, I would knock the keyboard and nag at the screen, giving my heart a good medicine to cure my melancholy. If there is a chance, I will go out to travel. What I want is not travel, but travel! Fleeting, passage. Pull off the wings of the night to make a quilt. May everything be fine in the dream. 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…

Gently sentimental heart with words

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

Heart Cheng

In the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, it rained heavily for three days. In addition to the sound of rain and wind, only the sound of broken branches remained in the quiet campus. The school is already on holiday. The lab is still a busy scene, with the sound of turning books and the sound of keyboard ringing through the whole lab. The thunder and wind are two different worlds with us. The three-day national mathematical modeling contest for college students caught up with the Mid-Autumn Festival last year. On the 14th day of the lunar calendar, I wore headphones and listened to my brother’s Happy Birthday song from Guangdong. Tears swirled around my heart. I celebrated my birthday every year alone, but on that day, I am listened to the only voice I could distinguish among a crowd of people and noisy voices. In three days, the rain didn’t stop, and it didn’t seem to be a little small. I didn’t bring an umbrella. In fact, it didn’t work even with an umbrella. Such a heavy rain and wind, umbrella, it’s just a comfort, that’s all. 9 yue 10, modeling start of first day. There are two questions, single choice. All people are making decisions, wandering choices and difficult decisions. I am captain, but the captain at that moment was useless. It was just a representative, a title. In the difficult decision, I chose question D. However, the road was different. They decided on question C, and they had already discussed about it. If you go D, it will prove that I am alone. By this time, a day had passed, and it was already seven o’clock in the afternoon. What I only have is the idea of 1.0 stars. I left my seat and turned left out of the laboratory door, which was the window of the aisle. Raindrops slapped on the edge of the window. I lay on the window, looking at the dark sky and the lonely auditorium. How to choose is at this moment. There is no time to wait. Choose D, I am alone, programming, writing papers, building models, all need to do; Choose C, four people, but what will happen, I have no bottom. The rain did not stop and the wind was blowing. My mind was clear at that time. I thought a lot with my eyes closed, and finally decided to D. So I went my own way. Two days and two nights, I slept for three hours, washed my face countless times and used cold water. After a meal, my teammates brought it for me. I have never been out of the laboratory or back to the dormitory. My hands were always on the keyboard, and I didn’t dare to take off the earphones. I was afraid that without music, I would not be able to hold them down. My eyes began to become blurred and my hands began to become sallow when I didn’t sleep in the 38th hour, I can only see the color. I don’t have a clear consciousness, but I still stick to it. Modeling, programming, debugging, obtaining results, writing papers, printing, sealing bags, and then submitting them. 9 yue 12 at eight, all finally over, the laboratory, the rain has stopped, only slightly-style, without eating, directly Ben dormitory, sleep. I spent the next week in chaos. The choice from the beginning was my own decision, so I had to bear everything by myself. In November, the result of Shaanxi came out. The result that one person persisted from beginning to end unexpectedly won the prize. At that moment, I didn’t feel anything. This is just the result. And those things, those days, have been dusty. 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…

Soil

I planted two pots of water-dropping Avalokitesvara, which were extremely luxuriant and crowded together. I always felt a little cramped and not stretchy enough; I wanted to divide the pots, but it was a pity that there was no soil to hold; I rode a long distance, just at the edge of the road which was being expanded, I got two bags of soil back; I was panting and moving upstairs. When I was feeling sweating like a pig, I suddenly remembered Mr. Qin Mu’s prose “land”. Countless people eulogize the touching feelings of the land; Nowadays, many people are gradually losing the land, having less intimate contact with the land, and unable to perceive the fragrance of the soil and the touching atmosphere of life flowing on the land, not to mention getting married and enjoying the happy taste of sowing and harvest; Without the land, even the soil planted with three or five pots of flowers and plants had to reach out to other people’s places to fetch, which was really an unspeakable entanglement. I can’t help sighing when I usually see some old gentlemen and old ladies picking out a small piece of land with a big slap at the gap of green belts on both sides of the road and planting some green beans and vegetables; although the old man and the old woman lived in the newly-built community, they did not need to deal with mud all day long, but the soil complex in their hearts did not completely fade away; They worked tirelessly and planted three or five seasonal vegetables, to cope with the current high prices, first of all, they have the kindness to the soil from their hearts and the habit of reaping fruits from the soil. They are reluctant to give up the joy of planting spring and harvest in their hearts. It happened that in reality, many people no longer own land. The rapid development of the city determines the orderly expansion of the city. Whether it is production, life or urban construction, a large amount of land is needed; Specifically speaking, it is necessary to build factory buildings and residential areas. Land is also needed for urban transportation, and all facilities matched with urban functions need land; Although a lot of land will be removed for centralized use while resources are integrated, but only this part is far from enough; This means that every year there will be a part of the land that farmers depend on for their survival being expropriated; Although the government will try its best to settle down farmers who lost their lands, leading the second entrepreneurship, but the soil feelings deeply rooted in their hearts will not be eliminated immediately because of this. Of course, there is no sadness of looking back one step at a time, however, the inner heart’s unwillingness and mixed complex emotions make them feel embarrassed when the Earth and the city are changing with each passing day; That kind of feelings, those experiences, are not personal experiences, where can I really understand. In another case, with the acceleration of urbanization construction, some farmers in villages and towns gradually moved away from the villages that used to live against the mountain and gradually moved closer to both sides of the highway with convenient transportation, people walk into the grass. Naturally, the terraces and mountains that originally carried the days have become the stage of indulgence of Weeds. The mountains that should have grown sorghum, soybeans, wheat and sweet potatoes are all swaying weeds, the paddy field which should have been Green has also become the world of aquatic plants. No one cares about the wasteland in the long grass color. It has to be lamented and helpless. Because of the pursuit of life, unconsciously cut off the connection with the soil, I really dare not imagine that in some dreams of the old and the young, will they still see the scene of wheat waves rolling and the Harvest full of rice, their hearts, will it overspread the smell of earth, and will those days when the green trees were really attached to people have sweet memories in my heart. The most uncomfortable thing is nothing more than the group of men and women who leave their own land aside and seek livelihood far away; People work hard in other places, their own land and their own homes are becoming desolated day by day, there was no sound in their inner hearts, and the wind and smoke of the city made them think of the place where they took root from time to time, and the land where they once had hope in their hearts, recalling my endless aftertaste of home, it happened that I couldn’t go back again. The pressure of life fell on my shoulders. I had to clench my teeth and deal with the following days on the edge of the city or the city, land, or soil, is only the sustenance in the heart, and a kind of relief during self-comfort. As for the yellow spines of Artemisia annua and the weeds and vines on the land, we can only sigh and feel helpless! Our ancestors said that we could not help asking how our roots would grow without the nourishment of the land and the kindness and memory of the soil. I was really worried that one day, we live in the flashy city and can’t touch the smell of soil. We can’t even distinguish anything from rice, wheat, cotton and oil. We really lose our attachment to and awe of the land, the perception and kindness of soil. I hope that this is just alarmist; I also hope that the Earth will, as always, in everyone’s heart, burst out the call of life, which is still full of vitality of life. 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…

Countdown to Hong Kong’s return to the motherland: the last ten days of writing (4)

There are only three days left for Hong Kong to return to the motherland. The long river of life flows peacefully. The streets were still running as usual: at the dawn, the big market at the gate of the factory living area was no longer calm. The selection or arrangement of stalls in twos and threes or being busy alone, and all kinds of vegetables waiting for sale are placed. Except for several regular vegetable dealers, many new vegetable farmers came in every day. The costumes and stalls of these new vegetable farmers are quite unique. For example, the faces are relatively strange, the booths are scattered and the positions are not ideal. There are many people who live with the circumstances, and when they meet there, they will camp there. In addition, the new vegetable farmers mainly sell their own vegetables, and the vegetables they bring are fresh and textured. They will know that they are newly picked after a glance. It is always easy to buy vegetables from vegetable farmers, and the deal will be made immediately. Especially when the farm work is busy, the vegetable farmers can’t afford to delay and are always eager to make moves. The so-called high quality and low price can often be cashed here. The most difficult thing to talk about was those vegetable dealers who set up stalls here almost every day, coming the earliest and closing the stalls the latest. If it is a vegetable seller’s dish, its price is almost hard to shake. Generally speaking, the price they respond to is the price, which is really hard to change. Unless the vegetables are no longer fresh, they generally fall elsewhere, so we have to do so. Most of the teams to buy vegetables come from the staff and their families of the factory, and of course there are also nearby units, such as 516 troops, cotton depot, Treasury, substation and some farmers, etc. The long river of life flows calmly like this. People who buy or sell vegetables naturally can’t forget to talk about the topic about Hong Kong after having a meal. They care about their immediate work and life, as well as national affairs such as the return of Hong Kong and so on. Indeed, Hong Kong is going home soon. (1997.6.28 night 11 point) the second day: regression of Bell is about to ring, Chinese descendants eagerly across Hong Kong’s return, when used with a divided in seconds and time. 36 hours, 24 hours, getting closer and closer. Television stations and radio stations use a large number of shots and radio waves to spread all kinds of information from Hong Kong at any time. People are looking forward to the major events of the Chinese nation in this century (that is, the 20th century), which have been fully reflected in radio and television stations. The quiet withdrawal of the British troops stationed in Hong Kong and the replacement of the PLA stationed in Hong Kong constitute one of the landscapes of tomorrow. Bauhinia and five-star red flag will fly in the corners of Hong Kong. The first chief executive elected by Hong Kong people according to the Basic Law will perform new duties. The delegation of the central government led by the central leaders Jiang Zemin and Li Peng attended the handover ceremony. Songs about Hong Kong come one after another, expressing people’s common aspiration. “Pearl of the Orient”, “My Chinese Heart”, “Hong Kong will be more beautiful tomorrow” and other moving melodies were sung over and over again. People are looking forward to the early arrival of this day. People have reason to believe that the future of Hong Kong will be better if the Chinese manage their own Hong Kong! CCTV will broadcast continuously for 48 hours starting from 6:00 tomorrow morning, which is a feat never seen before. Tomorrow, June 30th, I don’t know how many people will witness the live broadcast of CCTV! (1997.6.29) the first day: The moment of great attention is coming. When writing the following words, there are only less than 10 hours left before the return of Hong Kong. Since six o’clock in the morning, the main channels of CCTV have all broadcast the return of Hong Kong live. The characteristics of large camp, large amount of information and accurate reports are extremely prominent. There are also several points that are particularly exciting and thought-provoking. One. It rained heavily one after another in Hong Kong and then in Beijing (The author is located in Huazhou). Then the rain gradually decreased, and finally it was cloudy until it cleared up. Some people say that this timely rain has washed the shame of Hong Kong for a hundred years, which is thought-provoking. Is it just a coincidence? Second. The PLA in Hong Kong held a grand farewell party in Shenzhen. In a few hours, this newly formed Special army will go to the sacred territory, the motherland, Pearl Hong Kong to carry out a special mission. What else can reflect the People’s Republic of China’s recovery of sovereignty over Hong Kong? Only National Army. Third. The chairman of the Central Military Commission and the general secretary of the party have issued an order that the PLA stationed in Hong Kong will carry out the defense mission of the special zone from midnight on July. Without the growing strength of the country and the continuous improvement of international units, it would not be easy for Hong Kong to return to China! Fourth. Around the author, many people originally planned to go home to visit relatives or friends. However, they had to postpone or give up for watching the handover ceremony of Hong Kong’s return to the motherland. This seemingly ordinary decision shows a deep national feeling. They understand that the continuous strength of the country is the fundamental guarantee for people’s life to become rich. When I finished writing the text on this page, the hour hand pointed to the 14:20 on June 30, 1997. I always feel that my eyes are not enough, and I don’t have enough time. I only hate that there is no separation technique, which makes people feel satisfied. (1997.6.30) Note: The ten consecutive blog posts published this time were written in June, 1997 for the last ten days of the countdown to Hong Kong’s return to the motherland, in order to keep the original appearance, only the text is modified as little as possible. Although the words are immature, the enthusiasm is permeated with it. Thank you for your visit and comments! Wish happy every day! (End) 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…

Glasses

When I was young, I especially envied people who wore glasses to put a pair of glasses on the bridge of the nose. No matter what style, it seemed to add a bookish style. This feeling was like when a pen was inserted in the cloth pocket in the fourth and fifth years, the more pens there are, the more cultural they are. So I am eager to have a pair of glasses. But I didn’t study hard, and didn’t stay up late to make my eyes myopic. It seemed that I couldn’t have the gentle style to wear glasses. The dream of glasses can only be realized in dreams. New sister-in-law entry, Old Woman daughter-in-law issue became family concentrating point. My father seemed to be used to being a model worker, treating the factory as his home and returning home occasionally. His violent temper only made his mother the victim of domestic violence. You can’t find peace and happiness at home. Unconsciously, leisure feelings were given to those novels of Jin Yong. Daylight, couldn’t help night look. After class, I couldn’t bear the temptation to read it in class. I was caught by the beautiful and gentle English teacher accidentally. The gentle teacher was annoyed by me —- the class representative she rewatched, and I was dismissed. The rebellion of youth makes me abandon the self-esteem of excellent students and laugh loudly. Speaking in class and reading novels are also common. In the first semester of the second year of junior high school, I dropped from the first few in my class to twenty or thirty. The gentle glasses dream no longer exists, and the swordsmen and tenderness of the chivalrous woman are in the bottom of my heart. But the words on the blackboard became more and more blurred, which was caused by reading in the bed. Unfortunately, wearing glasses is not the patent of poor students. I had to wear it only when I couldn’t see the words on the blackboard clearly in class. The glasses I own have become my luxuries. But now, wearing glasses has become a common behavior. Children who are as young as three or four years old with astigmatism, and old ones who are squinting and wearing reading glasses. There is also a street boy with Tyrannosaurus glasses hanging on his chest. After I joined the work 20 years ago, I did put on my glasses because of my constant myopia. A few days ago, I saw a childhood partner who stepped into the society after graduating from primary school. He has been a little rich these years. I became a small boss and also wore glasses. Maybe in our post-60 s and post-70 s eyes, glasses once had something to do with gentle. 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…

Who can understand me?

Morning, silent. Under the hazy moonlight, I tried to stare at the stars and let the warm morning breeze Kiss My Face lightly. The soft music accompanied me to the night sky alone in this silent morning. Bored, turn on the computer, looking at a familiar and strange avatar on the screen, stunned in a daze, thinking about the short brilliance of my life. I haven’t written for many days. Recently, facing the screen, there was a blank space. Those square words jumping on the paper seemed to be so far away from me suddenly. When I read the countless heart words I once wrote again, I seemed to see another Self, who had gone through countless years in decadence. In a short period of more than two years, I felt a lot tired, more like I had gone through most of my life. However, who can really understand the contradictions and struggles in my heart? Suddenly, I found that the steps in these two years were stumbling, and the walk alone for many days was shuttling between the lines. In recent days, the seemingly plain life has actually made me feel more. It turns out that no matter how deep the emotion between people is, it is still very fragile. Occasionally passing by, or smiling, can pull two people together. However, unintentional actions, careless words and even doing nothing can further distance each other. I thought that if I chose to leave the internet, I could leave a wonderful memory for everyone, but I didn’t expect that since I left, I lost a netizen and a little girl like this, and I felt a lot of emotion in my heart. I never thought that the unbreakable emotion between Meier and me would bring any trouble or embarrassment to myself. When we wrote articles for each other and put the most sincere feelings in our hearts into touching words, we also aroused some people’s jealousy at the same time. Because of knowing your own sensibility, you don’t want to be a captive of the Internet, wasting time in space and chatting windows, which leads to scars, and you don’t want to hurt anyone. Therefore, I had to make up my mind to close the space, and never thought that a girl would mistake me for deleting her. She, who was kept in the dark, may have been hurt by my actions. I don’t know whether her eyes were shining with tears at that moment? One day, I received an email reply from a little girl. When I opened the email, I suddenly saw a slight bitterness filled in the lines. I complained that I treated her as an ordinary netizen and that I was indifferent and indifferent. After reading, I was speechless and filled with grievances. I could only see tears in my eyes, but I tried to bury that grievance in my heart with the toughness of seeing it calmly. In fact, no one can really understand my reluctance and contradiction. The constant rotation of the Sun and the moon never stops. No matter how I beg, the years are still moving forward indifferent. The clouds are rolling and the clouds are Shu, The Wind Rises and falls, the treetop leaves support, the Moonlight droops, and time goes by in the contradiction and struggle day and night. On Saturday, the sky was very blue, and the ruthless sunshine sprinkled the warmth of the room through the curtains. Even the cold floor at ordinary times exudes layers of heat. Bored, I sat by the window as always, letting my thoughts fly. The noisy city looks so far away from the window on the 27th floor. The road was full of traffic, and the sky was clear. Only a few clouds floated slowly, but they could not cover the suffocating heat. My heart is full of many contradictions and helplessness, and I am always entangled in my heart. Wandering on the edge of time, wasting a lot of time, I still feel confused. Looking at Ruoer’s emotional illness deteriorating day by day, his chest was always like a blocked water pipe, and he was worried. As a father, I tried many ways to stabilize my child’s mood, but I also rose and fell with her mood. Every day, every night, my wife and I spent the helpless years trembling. Rouer’s temper was just like an unpredictable volcano, hiding the unknown fuse. If he accidentally touched it, some sparks would be wiped out and burned into wounds. The eruption of the volcano made us cry at a loss, and even made our spirits close to collapse. Family ugliness should not be spread out, and we can only bear every time silently. No one can really understand the heartache that took her to the counseling center of the mental hospital for treatment every time, which is hard to say. A few days ago, I accidentally saw Xuehua’s car driving in the parking lot of the company for several times. Unexpectedly, I dared not to get off the car. I was afraid to meet her, but I was speechless. The old friends meet now, just like strangers greeting each other. The awkward atmosphere suffocated me and made me unable to adapt. Therefore, I had to choose to avoid. I was always sitting in the carriage, unwilling to face the fact that I was betrayed by friendship, and even unwilling to face my guilt for her. Looking at her back from the back mirror, I disappeared in the elevator, I dare to step out of the door. The real friendship is so false to me now. All the efforts and the past attachment have disappeared without a trace like the wind blowing away. This woman who was betrayed by her husband still lives a firm life till now. Every time I saw her, the smile on her face was still as bright as sunshine, but nobody knew the pain hidden behind every false smile. Her free and easy, more showing my cowardice, is so ridiculous. I feel sad about the lost friendship. A fallen leaf passed by with the wind, reluctantly separated from the branches and stirred up the ripples in my heart. Seeing the dead leaves fall on the green grass without control, lying still with numerous dead leaves helplessly, waiting for rebirth, thinking that people themselves are like a grain of dust in the world of mortals, it is too small to change the world even if you are born or die. The Earth is still turning and the wind and rain are still changing. When the footsteps go away quietly, the speed of time will make people forget the past in some corner of their hearts quickly and never lift up. Once there was a green leaf about to wither breaking into my life. I watered it with my heart and gave me the most sincere friendship. However, when sincere friendship turns into selfish emotion and gets into the boundary of love, this life is doomed to end with tragedy. I remember the last time I saw her, I gave her the paper crane folded by myself. No long talk, no greetings, just a plain thank you. She poked in outside the window of the car, stretched out her hand, received the gift, and hurried to the meeting. Looking at her back, she gradually moved away with tears blurred, but never really collected her back well. That night, I received the cruelest reply: “I am not so free! Your persistence really disgusted me! “I was speechless, and never shed a tear, as if the salty spring had dried up. Now, when I recall the past, I unexpectedly find that I can’t remember her back clearly. Two years ago, sitting alone in a coffee shop waiting for Rouer to finish class, his hands folded paper stars to leaves without stopping. Each piece of note was attached with my deep blessings and sincere emotions, which were carefully folded into stars overflowing with tenderness, and then put them into bottles and gave them to her. The diners around me all looked at me with strange eyes. Why is a decent man folding paper cranes in public. Who can understand me at that time, a tender feeling, but also a heartache. The night faded away gradually, and the lazy morning light seemed not to rise. On the same day, the fish belly was raised ceremoniously, and a piece of morning fog rose from nowhere. Outside the window was a piece of gray scenery, gray buildings, gray streets and gray passers-. In the dim light, what I couldn’t see clearly was that the road ahead was straight or straight, and I couldn’t see clearly whether the future days were smooth or bumpy. However, I know that even if no one can understand me, the road still has to go. A pain in your heart; An unspeakable love; A friendship that cannot be repaired. Therefore, family affection, love and friendship intertwined into an invisible net, binding me. It is said that the Northern Sutra has entered autumn. I had never walked through the four seasons, and suddenly I really wanted to fly to the north country to live for a period of time, to personally feel the bleak rope from spring to autumn, and to feel the deep romance of autumn. Who can understand that in fact, deep in my heart, I still care about every time I spend suffering with me? Who knows that there are many unspeakable grief, joy and even emotions hidden in my story? And I don’t want to understand anyone, nor do I expect anyone to understand me. But I always hope that those who once intruded into my life can understand and understand at least every decision I made 2012.08.29 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…

Autumn to see Blue

After staying at home for too long, I made an appointment with my friends to see autumn. Walking out of the door, facing the wind, wearing soft in coolness, just like mother’s hands, never leaving left and right. The sunshine in autumn is bright, and there is no shadow in my heart. Looking up at the sky, the sky in October is so pure and lofty. The lofty sky was dyed into an enchanting blue. What kind of blue is this? Like Jasper? Like satin? Like a calm sea……? All like. Just like the painter deliberately dyed the two colors of cyan and gamboge with a brush. Blue is like a dream. Walking along the asphalt road leading to Pingding Mountain, looking up through the interlaced red, yellow and green trees on both sides of the road, the pieces of blue are so colorful. In this dream, my enthusiasm was also ignited. Walking to Guanyun Pavilion, holding the handrail to overlook the world, the mountains in the cloud and mist in the distance are rolling, and the buildings are just inlaid with dots. The nearby trees are full of forests, and they have been dyed colorful in autumn. Walking on the way to the top, although sweat came out from the forehead and legs were a little soft, the joy was stirring in my heart in the beautiful scenery. The annoyance for life treatment, the responsibility for family and children, and the confusion for age-free disappeared immediately. The power of nature is so powerful, how can it stop because of the tiny human beings? How can it fall into the sigh of human beings? This is the only time for life. The long river of life is unstoppable, but I don’t know the end point and direction. On the way of being dragged and running, I will remember to look at the sky from time to time. Thinking of today’s blue, my mind will be as vast and lofty as this blue sky. 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…

Youth placement

As for youth, we are always losing. However, because of losing, missing and hurting, we know more about cherishing the inscription at the intersection of youth, the youth in memory came to an end temporarily, and finally became an eternal freeze. Everyone has his or her own youth, and everyone will finally find his or her own destination. In the journey of youth, facing many landscapes and many mistakes, what kind of mood will we use to compose the melody of youth. Someone once said that when I looked up at the sky, I was not looking for something, but for loneliness. I used to be a lonely child. When I was alone, I liked to stand against the window and raise my head, silently facing the sky, then there was no dialogue, no scene, inexplicable sadness. At that time, at the age of 18, I expressed my joys and sorrows with the most real attitude. However, youth is easy to die, age is easy to grow old, vicissitudes of life are rolling, still water flows deep, floating like a dream, and people are not yesterday, standing at the intersection of life, I suddenly understand. In this world, there are always some people you can’t get close to, there are always some things you can’t finish, there are always some places you can’t reach, then why do you hold on? Youth has no destiny, only the persistence of not letting go, I told myself again and again that in my dream, my smile was like a flower. Many pledges cannot match time, and many are naive. They also become more and more childish as time goes by. But I don’t blame myself, because I am just a simple child, so today, I forgave the mistake made by that lonely child. In the journey of youth, after all, there were numerous thorns and lots of temptations. Those plots were weird and changeable, and a child could not escape from that ignorant rush after all, couldn’t he? But I am just the lost child, who wants to find a place to live in the tired dream. Many people leave marks in my life, which I never forget. I used to compare myself to the rose in May, which was dyed freely and charming, just like the rose wandering all over the world, so I gave myself a beautiful but unwillingly named the Rose wandering all over the world. Because I think 18 years old should be like an unfolded red rose, with fragrance overflowing, beauty pursued and troubles of growth. However, along the way, the roses in my heart didn’t bloom as scheduled in that most beautiful season. I also complained deeply about my bigotry, so that I always stumbled countless times on my way to growth, constantly missing the scenery of that season after season, but the missing of the scenery of youth eventually becomes the past, and the lost is doomed to never be found back. Pushing the blue clouds aside, I looked at the distance gently. Many people and many past events would leave traces of pain in the waters of time, or memories would chase the faint direction, light and low, shallow sing? The passing of water is like a beautiful flower. The train of youth passes through one station after another, and finally turns into a point, which is condensed between the pen and ink. The curve of Palm finally bursts into a beautiful Radian, open in the air, it was a youth, full of countless joys and sorrows, carrying many young dreams, and finally fragmented, tearful eyes. As for youth and that scene, I always acted too vividly. What we called Being Strong was just a disguise of the predecessors. Only when you have loved, can you understand how fragile and painful you are. Then you begin to know how to protect yourself. Only when you are silly, can you understand timely persistence and giving up. Only when you have no way to retreat can you understand that there is no need to be so persistent. Missing is a very mysterious thing, which follows the shadow and appears silently in the bottom of my heart. Looking through pages after pages, the story written yesterday suddenly misses the once warm side of youth infinitely, there used to be such a real friendship, and that initial dream was so beautiful. That best friend comforted my mottled heart in countless dark nights. The years faded away, but those original stories and real years were still stored in my heart. I missed them so much, but I was afraid to mention them. When it’s quiet, I like to turn on the computer and listen to Sun Yanzi’s “Meet” over and over again. The feeling is very subtle, clean lyrics, warm pictures, slow melody, the quiet voice always warms my heart. Perhaps, for me, this is also a kind of touch. I love someone for a long time, but it is just a rush of ignorance. In the flood of youth, there are wandering wounds, however, just because of this misfortune, I know more about life and how to cherish it. The past like annual rings explains the growth of a person. Finally, in the final interpretation of youth and magnificence, I understand a truth: Although I have not traveled many roads and bridges in many places, I have seen clouds for many times and drunk many kinds of wine. However, after the passing years, I can deeply fall in love with that person and love each other. In fact, it doesn’t matter if you don’t meet at the beginning. What matters is the last thing: life and death are the same, and you can talk to Zi Cheng, hold your hand and grow old with him. The steps of youth are like flowing clouds and flowing water, which can’t be grasped at all. Let it pass if it has passed away. It is enough to cherish the present. 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…

Boozy Tango

I always like Teresa Teng’s songs, and a song “Drunk Tango” is even more infatuated. I like watching all kinds of drunken people in the world, and watching their drunk thoughts. I am drunk, because I am lonely, I am lonely, who will comfort me? Every time after drinking for three rounds, those people who were sitting with serious expressions began to be active, holding the glass trembling and walking to another person, rolling their tongues and soberly speaking a few words, if you are not sober, use the glass to touch the other’s Cup hard. The glass gives out a pleasant moan, and the wine inside is also empty. The glass is down, and there is no drop left. His eyes were red, his face was red, his words were numerous, and the wine entering his throat was also the most. When the wine enters the throat, what you see is a kind of domineering. This kind of person is hearty. His laughter is often the loudest, and he is also the first to enter the state of drinking. I think this is also the best state of drinking, drunk is the essence of wine. Wine does not intoxicate. I just don’t know if he is lonely? There are still some people sitting in their arms, waiting for someone else’s glass to come, standing up, saying nothing, drinking a little, the other side is reluctant to drink a little, it is really impossible to hide, bitter face, the pain seemed to be swallowing opium. When sitting down, he immediately drank a cup of milk next to him in order to dilute the heat in gastric juice. His face is slightly red, which will change with the interest. This kind of person is casual. Sometimes it will continue to enter the drunk state, but the brain remains a little sober. Generally, it will not be drunk. When drunk, it is just more bold and less reserved. But I guess he may not be lonely! Some people, seeing the wine table getting hot and the crowd stirring up, couldn’t hide it. They took a sip of it and immediately picked up the small towel next to them to wipe their mouths, the wine was forced to be poured into the mouth of the towel; Or he had already injected odorless white wine into his cup, and then found a place to smoke a cigarette and went out to have a look. When he returned to the table leisurely, most people are already drunk and swinging. This kind of person is rational. He can always escape from drinking cunningly, protect himself from getting hurt, let alone talking nonsense after drinking. Drinking like this is indeed a literati. They will take care of the safe evacuation of drunken people. So I decided that this kind of people would never be lonely. Usually, the appearance of these three kinds of people at a table is the most ideal, of course, the proportion will be different. Drinking is a kind of mood, whether lonely or frustrated, or sigh with emotion, or happy. I like the state of being slightly drunk, half sober and half drunk. The eyes were vague, the smile was light and elegant, the pace did not become heavy, and the face was still familiar. If you are full of economics, you will still write poems and paintings if you are talented and talented, and you will become a masterpiece of excellence. Since ancient times, literati and wine have been like brothers who follow each other and never give up. Looking at such a person, he was somewhat envious of his free and easy detachment. I also like women drinking. It is said that women and wine are the most romantic pair, which should be red wine. Red wine will exude a faint fragrance of pure and beautiful wine, blending with women’s own unique fragrance, and the artistic conception is the super vulgar beauty, unparalleled. Women don’t drink easily. Once drinking, there will be another flavor. When women drink, they often feel like willows in the breeze brushing their faces, and the Ziyan on the blue waves cuts the water, gently purses it, then the charm is infinite. Therefore, once a woman who seldom drinks holds three cups and two light wines, she can drink Women’s charm. That is a feminine taste that makes people worry about and love each other immediately. There are also women who drink white wine, and there are those who are as bold and unrestrained as men. Even if you are drunk, it is also an intoxicating scenery. I also drank once more. After drinking, I walked alone in the night against the wind. I was less timid and more presumptuous on my way home. The wind blows on my face with unspeakable comfort. I feel the power of wine when I get home. I gallop in my chest, like sweeping the river and sea, making myself want to cry without tears. I was scolded by my husband for being laughed at by my son, but I also suffered a little bit. Only then did I know that I was not a bold and unrestrained person, not worthy of the nature of wine, but wasted the image of wine in my heart in vain. So I was thinking, a glass of wine, a CD, drunk Tango, tell her, don’t forget that I am softly reconciled, with the dance, heart, drunk! Like (prose editor: Ke Er) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…