Su Shi Jinnian, also used to die for you, etc.

I used to prefer myself to be a pear flower, just because I could cling to it. Now. Through that era of floating and wild horses, things are different. Original own but a windfalls residual flap, no branch can be. I bit. My spare time is used to recall. What I often recall are all fragmentary and clear memories you gave me. After the flourishing flowers blossoming and losing, my arrogant smile was fixed in that flowery and losing center. Like a candle burning to the end, I was finally blown out by the wind. Disappear in this world. Sinking in a yellowish memory, it cannot be redeemed. If you ever loved someone deeply, you would be like me. I no longer want to go back to that place alone and look at a lost love. The place under that tree has become an insurmountable forbidden zone in my heart. I like to wander alone in the complicated crowd. They watched coldly as they staged farce one after another. It’s three minutes hot for everything. Only you, I almost tried my whole life to interpret your appearance. Until you leave. Until again entanglement. Now. I don’t have much emotion to pour. I can only bet my whole life. Lose or win. I have learned not to expect too much. Be it. I told you that I would live with a smile. If one day we meet, when you see me smiling at everyone like flowers. Please believe that I am really happy. Please believe that my life will still be bright. I am not a woman who will force myself to smile. You should know. My teenager. When can I expel her from your heart. When will you spoil me. Then gently call my name. A pool of clear water, a bamboo forest. I only wish to accompany you. The flowers are attached to the old past, and the orchid boat is swaying. This world Unknown Pleasures. 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…

Human Nature By-talk

Looking back inadvertently, I recalled all kinds of things in the past, including laughter, sadness, success and failure. But I always stick to my belief and rush forward and rush forward. Even though I have been really scarred many times, I have never given up. Time flies and I have come so far in a hurry. I am constantly growing and maturing. I always hope that I can face the unknown world with the best mental state, the strongest physical quality and the indestructible mind. The future ahead is unknown. Maybe I will still be confused. Maybe there are many things I want to carry, but I will never give up the dream I have been pursuing. It is a dream, and also a belief. I clearly know what I will face. For me, it is an extremely important challenge in my life, but it is also the provocation of the unknown door to me. I will end this contempt in my way, even if it is bloody or cruel. I will use my own wisdom and strength to prove myself and let myself enter the final role, the successful role. In such a society, no one would like to be a servant, no one would like to be a clown, and no one would like to be humble. Who is not willing to give directions to the country and count the most influential people?! Even if we are really just the most ordinary ordinary people?! Most of humanity is dominated by desire. People could be regarded as puppets of desire. She would tempt us to search for the road to the peak, while many people went to the abyss. I am no exception either. I pursue fame and gain, banished my wife and son, and climbed to the highest peak with the strongest momentum. Look down upon the country, the hero folds his waist! However, no matter ordinary people or male overlords, they all have everything they want to pursue and guard. No one can escape such fate, and I also have people who have the ability to pursue and want to guard and protect. Although I am failed, at least temporarily failed. I didn’t choose to finish the 100 steps by myself. It’s not that I don’t want to go, but I really can’t. Even if no one will step out of that step any more, I can’t. If I step on it in the end, I will really lose completely. After all, a complete love requires two people to be together. I can’t keep it alone, neither can I. Maybe one day we will be lost in our own beliefs and sink while climbing, which will eventually be our graves. The guidance of obsession may be the saddest misunderstanding of human desire! Give you a pair of dancing shoes to pursue magnificence and a dance music to fall into craziness, but it will not give you time to stop. Even if it is just a short breath! There are too many things to pursue in this world, such as money, power and beauty, body and desire. There are too many temptations in this world. Maybe someday in the future, we will make mistakes, thus falling into endless helplessness. At that time, don’t ask anyone for forgiveness. After all, it’s hard to turn a blind eye to the estrangement. There are too many weaknesses in human nature. It is as thin as a layer of sandpaper, as long as it is so light. However, people’s heart is still flesh-bearing. Although we can’t forgive it, please don’t deliberately uncover such scars. Everyone will feel painful! Sometimes happiness is really simple. Just like many times, in fact, it is not happiness that is too far away from you, but happiness is around you and you say it is not what you want. Sometimes, more emotional, more willful, and more persistent, there will be a lot of beautiful things lingering around you! 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…

Zizhenziyin drunk life

The noise of the day and the rush of people disturbed the quiet and comfortable, and the chaos missed the once dense feelings. Yelouxiaobian strong, Yuet ru lian, hustle dust floor. Drink in the past, drink in the past, the passing years, carved in the hovering palm prints, printed in the quiet eyes, buried in the heart covered by the green shade, and emerged clearly under the chord of the night. Cut a period of time, pour and drink by yourself, drink slowly, and feel warm and sweet, melting every cell of the body, Dancing Years, catfish Willow and wind, full of the smell of sunshine. In this way, in this way, through spring, summer, winter and autumn, a tea is as graceful as a dancer’s skirt. Stretch like the fragrance of osmanthus, open the years, slowly close one page after another, like a thick and dense fragrance of fine wine. Feeling the favor of God, chewing the taste of life, such as Hengshui old white dry, lasting aftertaste, lips and teeth fragrance, soaked in half a century of rich. The spring was as bright as Zhu Ziqing’s: The ground was full of green, kicking a few balls, playing a few rolls, Little Lotus Dragonfly, the half soft willow with eyebrows open, painted My Colorful Childhood, full of excitement, the purity of the open-backed pants, the feat of subduing Ant ants, the cleverness who secretly slept in mother’s arms, the flavor of sauce in mother’s mixed sauce noodles, the clear and countless peanuts chewing slowly, surrounded by the hearthstand, I breathed the fragrant stew and counted the happiness of my childhood. Tough young people, under the influence of their mother, learn to be firm, in the contempt of others, in the surging environment, learn to tolerate, learn to be tough, learn to be like a reed, let the wind and rain ravage, being attacked by the dry sea water, it is still swaying in wind and rain, flexible to survive, pulling out the integrity of life one by one, and consolidating the conduct of wind and rain. Many years later, I realized that I was grateful to my parents for giving me life and enjoying the excitement of the prosperous world. I was grateful to my relatives and friends for their help, to appreciate the thick family affection, to my opponents for their strength, and to laugh at the ups and downs of. Jiangnan the colorful, wind blows, run drizzle yan’er fly, Butterfly Dream color heavier. If the time is really like running water, why can’t the aftertaste of Cang cool fade, and the sadness and beauty deduced by time; If life is really as clear as a dream, why can’t you wake up, and the simplicity and simplicity of the old Sunset cannot be retrieved. In the season that I didn’t understand love, the fragrance of fireflies, the yellow season of wheat, the soft buildings and the smell of soil, my sister and I held hands together, only feeling very happy, but didn’t understand the amorous feelings, the enthusiasm filled with the crisp sound of Willow flute around. My sister left without saying goodbye. My mother told me that she traveled with her parents without leaving any information that I could find. The locked door, the cold air, it seemed that at that moment, the world stopped turning. A kind of water called Tears streamed across my face recklessly. From then on, my sister was like a leisurely poem spreading in my barren soil of thought, filling every cell, spread now the singing of Willow flute is ringing in my ears, and I return to the unrestrained imagination. I pour out my heart with a muddy voice, lonely figure, wandering in the delicate and charming reincarnation. Only holding hands with loneliness, leaving a piece of sadness, in the years across the bank, humming and singing. Who rubs who is strong into a flying mess? However, I still thank my sister for letting me understand that there is a feeling more precious than love, but it is not the same as the world of mortals, but the heart and soul of weeping willows. I played a song of east wind breaking with my lute, which was irrelevant to the wind moon. I wrote the preface, which was influenced by yesterday’s sadness, and the amorous feelings still bloomed. On the desk of youth, it was light-year-old Ocean, vigorous and vigorous. He had been in the military camp for fifteen years, and he had developed a strong character, a man’s backbone, a front line of flood fighting and emergency rescue, and a resounding voice of self-defense. The fleeting time is singing fragrance, the reincarnation reflects the time, the nuclear bomb is a real gun, and the road of life is colorful. Bold and unrestrained, sigh faintly, don’t spend the old days, camp to the place, shy to meet his wife for the first time. In our era, there was no love affair before and under the moon, and the Restless blind date held hands and held hands with Zi for a lifetime. When love gradually became a family affection, the significance of tangled oak branches was clarified. You have me and I have you in the story of life. The story decorated with each other, without hesitation, could not hold back the time in a hurry, and was not capable. The birth of my son moistens the color of my life, the dedication of my wife without complaint or regret, harmonizes the prosperity of the three generations, undertakes pots and pans without complaint or regret, makes my husband teach my son, and creates a warm family environment. I blame my wife for my bad appearance. The clothes she wears every day will be ironed and folded. All the eating, drinking, pulling and sleeping are all usurious. I decided to say once when I came home from work: Thank you! For so many years, I haven’t said anything yet. The child graduated from university under the careful care and education of his wife, went into the world alone, and now he has a family and a career. My mother is in good health. Life gives me a lot. What do you want? Love words, once praised as lovers, these symbols full of emotions, delicate and sincere language, beautiful out of the deep and romantic courtyard in Tang Poetry and Song poetry, containing the fragrance suddenly in the next world, finally, it can’t reach the blush of a court. Light feelings, like the gurgling water, sweet and fresh; Warm family affection, thick, simple and pure city; Romantic passion, in full swing; A song of attachment to the world of mortals, prosperity like three thousand East flowing water, a song of love, looking back at the three thousand thousand on the bridge, you can see the sad beauty of your thousand-year love next to the Sansheng Stone; Changing the supreme enjoyment of the rich spirit in different combinations of words. Therefore, we established the Yayun literature club, got acquainted with guests from all over the world, mountains, cliffs and corners, and a line between the north and the South, with a screen at hand and a complicated life. On this side, the Pure Land is particularly quiet, soothing breathing, calm down, taste tea and cultivate one’s health. Listen to music, feel love with your heart, extend your thoughts and embrace the floating shadow of time. The Moonlight assisted the hazy tenderness. In the quiet night, I relaxed myself, repaired the wings broken by the reality, and dreamed of a colorful dress, giving a pure feeling and packing up the feathers falling from the ground, without Long Hate Spring nowhere find, cloud wen xia yu, mountains parting high and low, Providence never difficult find, without racking consider. Carrying the dream, crossing the dark clouds, pillow the mountains, listen to the pine waves, lie on the river, smile up to the sky, also learn Li Bai’s wine-fighting pride book world long scroll, not pessimistic relative to the vast sky I am just an instant, gu ying lament! The past is like smoke, and sorrow is like water. The vast landscape of green flowers the color of life, wandering in politics, social characteristics of life, the complexity of business, equivalent to thousands of people, ordinary people a dust, this life, do not waste a lifetime. God is good, and a gentleman is always self-improvement. Throughout the Ages, the world is flashy, the heart is covered with vast fields, and the corner of every life is verdant. As it is written in the book, only when people sit down on loneliness can they regain the noise; Only when they have gone through the sadness can They Regain the joy; After all, life is a long process, every inch of time must be experienced by yourself, and every cup of rain and dew must be tasted by yourself. The Moonlight is empty, ink is used as wine, and life is drunk by pouring yourself. 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…

May lost not to come back

To learn such a sentence, or an inscription, a slogan, or an instruction. It used to be the main melody of a certain era, resounding through the land of China and spreading all over every corner. That person was also popular all over the country, and his family was well-known. He also became an example for many people to learn from, even some people’s idols. Now it is still the same as before, but the reality is reflected differently in the primary school texts. Every time I read the painful sentences in the articles that someone sacrificed for putting out mountain fires, rescuing public property and collective interests, it can really make people’s eyes spin with a sad tone. The characters in it are always glorious and tall images, and teachers always say that such characters are worth learning. We only know from the textbook that there is such a person, and what we know is also introduced in the text. According to what the teacher said, we should remember the key time, place, event, result and thought related to this person in the text and the answers of exercise papers. In this way, it is possible to do the right thing in the exam, so this person is very important. Every specific day, good deeds will be brewed one after another from the blackboard newspaper on campus; In the class meeting in the classroom, these good deeds become the theme; in a series of activities around this theme, such as speeches, dramas and recitations, wave after wave, wave after wave, we ignited our enthusiasm. Although the whole atmosphere was permeated with the consciousness that we didn’t know very well at that time, it should be good because of good people and good deeds. At some time on Sunday, a large number of figures with red scarfs appeared on various roads, streets, alleys and lanes, and a red flag was eye-catching, groups of scattered groups of good people and good deeds, holding brooms, following the arrangement of teachers or brigade committee, waved the brooms in their hands to sweep away every corner and every corner of health. On this day, the uncles and aunts of sanitation should be very pleased. They don’t have to work very hard. There are so many assistants. Local newspapers and TV stations can also draw materials, and there are reported materials in the newspaper layout and news time of that day. After the activity, the teacher arranged the composition, and the students’ happy faces were blackened into several lines immediately. From primary school to university, similar activities always exist in our campus life like tradition. From the beginning, it was full of freshness and enthusiasm, to the later, it tended to be plain and belonged to form. It only blossomed but did not bear fruit, and the fruits were also small semi-finished products. Such propaganda and such activities became a kind of nature with more activities, like a gust of wind blowing, but nothing could be blown. There is no enthusiasm, but I know there is such a thing in my mind. But the bad thing is that it may become numb. When a crisis appears, I will wake up and the result I don’t want to encounter has already appeared, cannot remedy. When it comes to propagandizing various models, spirits, good people and good deeds with great fanfare, banners hanging in every street, building and public place are displayed to people in a striking way, it just shows that this society lacks these things. We must remind people that our society really needs such spirit and characters. It has been the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation since ancient times. Nowadays, few people hand in the money they have found, even disdain it. When they find a large bill, they often put it into their own pockets. When I was a child, I found 10 yuan and gave it to my teacher. After being praised, I felt very happy. However, about ten years ago, now it has become the world. I found a penny of that children’s song by the side of the road and handed it to the police Uncle. He took the money and pointed his head at me. I said happily: Goodbye, uncle. Now some people doubt whether it is true. We won’t see someone fall down on the street and immediately come forward to help, because it may cause trouble; We won’t see someone waving and parking on the way of driving, because we don’t know if it is a robber; we will not donate at will after hearing the call of a certain institution, because we are not sure whether the money is used to buy LV; We will not go to the hospital to donate blood without hesitation, because we don’t know whether blood will become a profitable commodity; We won’t answer passers-by’s questions with smiles, because all these happen because we have suffered losses and been cheated, being treated as a bad thing by kindness, we have no backbone to bear all the pains brought by these, and we are very fragile. Therefore, more and more people have concerns. They dare not to help the elderly, return to the original owner, and do not help others unless they have enough capital. Our society is becoming indifferent. Enthusiasm is limited to acquaintances, smiles are fixed between business and sales, and we actively deal with supply and demand. Except for trusted people, others are all aliens that must be guarded against. And because of this, we often hit the wall, no one let anyone, fight hard, see who has the ability. Only interests are the best friends, and only interests can we make a good fortune. This kind of simplification and snobbish relationship between people is so small. It is true that interests are important, but the pursuit of profits is always the dirty of scumbags. We don’t need this kind of scumbags interests that vanish conscience. A lovely little girl was tossed back and forth by the car, dying. Passers-by ignored her eyes and gave up to replay the scenes in front of the world, the impact on vision and soul, like countless sharp knives piercing everyone’s chest, who is not heartbroken? Is this the country that we have always considered as a state of etiquette, ridiculous, shameful, mournful and pathetic? Everyone is immersed in deep reflection. I hope we can find back the past Lack. 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…

Not everyone can treat you like this

Can you grasp it in your heart, then you will feel that quarrels are sweet, can you put down your body, I can not even have dignity, and you, if you don’t love, no matter how it is hurt, if you don’t love me, I regret this morning, dear, you have already turned me into the past, in front of others, I try to disguise, your indifference, I can’t accept it, in front of you, but I don’t have everything, you seem to be all of mine, which makes me miss you secretly, your words, and cruelty. I’m afraid I don’t have the courage to face myself any more, your heart really turns me into the past, I swear to you angrily, can you, give me a little comfort, or be cruel, you really forget all the unforgettable memories,, you really want to do this to me, I dare not say I am still waiting for you to say it, will be thoroughly seen by you, I am not afraid of others gossip, I am afraid of your silence I want to hear you say, the unforgettable words, I want to hear your advice, my shortcomings are all right 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…

Desire winter snow

It was already the winter season. Although the sky in the South was gray and gloomy, there was no sign of falling snow at all. However, with the weather being cold and warm, it rained from the empty sky. The overcast rain is so cool that it is lingering, but it is not as warm and lyric as the plum rain in spring. Therefore, southerners call it winter rain. However, with the arrival of cold winter rain, the weather became cold day by day. Just like me at this time, I was huddling in the bedroom of a city in Jiangnan, like a little beast shivering in the field. I just like the coldness, because the appearance of winter is the coldness that gives people nowhere to hide from head to foot. Except that, I longed for a magnificent snow behind the fierce cold wave, which dyed the dull sky and green mountains in the South into a crystal clear fairy tale kingdom. But such scenery did not appear, which made me feel extremely depressed and disappointed when I grew up in the north. It is unfair to say that snowflakes have never visited the southern sky. Just like during my more than ten years living in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, Snow Girl has visited the beautiful mountain city twice. One was in lunar December, and the other was in lunar January. However, it seemed that snow girl was playing hide-and-seek with people. It was in the midnight that she said goodbye to the unreachable sky quietly and came to the world fluttering. At that time, people were sleeping soundly, and few people saw her ethereal and graceful appearance. It was only the next morning that they heard that it had snowed last night, so they put on their clothes hurriedly, opened the door and went outside to see clearly, it turned out to be muddy and rainy, where could there be Snow White trace? It seemed that the winter in the south, the warm sky and mountains in the South could not even contain a small snowflake. This winter made me feel unprecedentedly disappointed and melancholy when I grew up in the silver-covered north. Therefore, the snow in my hometown became my dream field with irresistible charm. In the endless snow, my soul sang happily and easily. It seemed that before October, the first snow in my hometown came. But the snow was not aggressive, but soothing and silent. When I opened the door the next morning, I saw a thin layer of snow on the ground, which was as thin as flour or as soft as cotton wool, but they were all silvery and tender. When the bright sun shines in the daytime, it only dissolves a little, and most of them seem to have roots on the ground, accompanying people through this long and lonely winter. The following snow was as fierce as a long one. I remember a very cold winter day, when the heavy snow covered the sky with goose feathers fell for three days and three nights. On the morning when the snow first stopped, my father opened the door to clean the snow in the yard, but the door plank couldn’t be opened. It turned out that the thick snow blocked the door! The first time I encountered the situation of closing the door in heavy snow, I hurried out of the warm bed, put on my clothes and planned to enjoy the snow outside. My father had nothing to do, so he had to open a sealed window, which froze the whole family! And it was in this involuntarily trembling that I saw the vast white snow outside the window. Through the roaring wind last night, the wind god surrounded countless snowflakes and gathered under the eaves like waves, no wonder father can’t open the door? This morning, the whole family shoveled snow with shovels, Finally, I cleared up a trail of sheep intestines from my home to the village street. Since then, it could be unobstructed. In the extremely cold winter every year, I was extremely excited and not afraid of the intimidation that my mother froze my nose, I went outside to have snowball fights with children and make snowmen. Although my face was frozen into red apples and my hands were frozen into carrots, I was never bored with it and felt cool under my body. I remember when I was a child, my brothers and I dug snow lanes in the snow mountain behind the house, just like a tunnel Battle. Three people dug and dug in the snow holes like polar bears, and the three snow lanes were mysteriously connected. Three pairs of ecstatic childish eyes were flashing on three faces with snow particles. Of course, the charm of snow is not limited to this, nor is it limited to my carefree childhood and youth. When I grew up, I was more fond of snow. I like to take a walk outside when the snow falls. The snowflakes falling from the sky above my head and the silvery soft snow on my feet will melt in a flash when the elf-like snowflakes hit my cheek or fall into the collar. It gives people a moist, soft and graceful experience, just like the first kiss of a pure girl. I gradually understand that every snow in winter in my hometown is a baptism of the soul and a test and inquiry of human conscience. When snowflakes falling from the sky dyed villages, roads and wilderness into silver of the same color, the world became particularly beautiful and pure. Under the brush of snow, the low and crude houses were painted with the plain, clean and elegant appearance of the dazzling palace; The dark and brown bare land on the wilderness, it turned into a piece of flat and delicate huge white paper, as if all the ugliness and sins in the world were buried carefully by the heavy snow, and what was left was only the pure Kingdom of Ice and snow. Later I traveled to Urumqi, and I knew that the winter there was also a fairytale world wrapped in silver makeup. It was also in countless sleepless winter snow nights that I read all the wonderful novels written by Japanese writer Yasunari Kawabata. In the works of the literary master, Japan, a snowy country in winter, was described as picturesque and infatuated by him, although the greed, humbleness and ugliness of human nature were reflected on this huge white canvas. However, when you stand in the endless snow field, you will thoroughly understand that if a person has never encountered vigorous and overwhelming heavy snow in his short life, then his life was destined to leave an irremediable defect. Therefore, in the gloomy and rainy winter in Jiangnan, I have reason to yearn for the heroic winter snow in the north, just like longing for a totem, rising from my dry spirit tree to the sky in style is the home that I must care for and watch. (1780 words) Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Farewell Yichang literary world

The moderator of Yichang literary world on han.com is my first moderator on the Internet. I am senior netizen of Donghu Community. I saw the hometown forum —– Honghu Forum has been posted zero for many days. The old moderator did not serve the netizens for many days, and the advertising posts of the forum were not deleted. My own condition is higher than that of some on-the-job moderators in Donghu Community, so I recommended myself to be the moderator of Honghu Forum. One month passed, two months passed, and three months passed. Unexpectedly, my application was not approved, and there was no manager giving me a reason. I snubbed. For the netizens who support me, the moderators of other forums are very disappointed and sigh why it is so difficult for me to apply for a moderator. One of my friends told me that the reason why I couldn’t be the moderator of Honghu forum was that I once published a report criticizing Honghu on the Internet. I very regretful. I sent a criticism report of my hometown practically and realistically. The hometown forum did not allow me to be the moderator. Isn’t this the contemporary literary inquisition? I wrote an essay “Random Thoughts of bamboos”. My brother Lin Shen, who was born with an Empress, cried for me and didn’t fall asleep all night. In fact, the forum moderator is just a volunteer. I want to dedicate myself to my hometown. I didn’t expect that the forum in my hometown won’t accept this feeling. Don’t use me here, otherwise use me. Just when Donghu Community didn’t approve me to be the moderator of Honghu Forum, the literary world of Yichang on Hanwang was eclectic and extended an olive branch to me and asked me to be a bamboos. Yuanchen, Lin Shen and Shu Shuishu, two teachers highly value me. The process of my registration in the literary world of Yichang was quite dramatic. I wrote an essay “resurrection”. I when moderators are big girl sedan chair first time, no experience. I am sure to be the essence of the post “five cruel words in one’s life. Senior Moderator brother Xu Bin pointed out in time that my essence Post was wrong, and I corrected it immediately. A netizen sent a word, and Yuan Chen replied to a word. I replied, singing and singing. Yuanchen always said to me, brother, you didn’t look carefully. I am ashamed that my reply was improper. Eat a cut, grow a wisdom. Driven by the education of teachers and friends, I gradually matured and became a bamboos skillfully. In the literary world of Yichang, there was an earthquake after I became a moderator. Several senior moderators resigned and left their posts one after another. Although I was promoted to the director of literature, the burden on my shoulder was heavy. I was the only one who managed the literary world for more than half a year. I have to write and post original posts myself. I am tired and lonely, but I never neglect. I must read every post and reply every post. Until the spring of this year, brother Xu bin and I adjusted the literary moderators of Yichang, and replaced all the moderators who had not been in the literary world for a long time and squatted in the pit without shit. Brother Xu Bin posted in the literary world of Yichang, open recruitment moderator. Brother Xu Bin found 3 new moderators, and I recommended 2 new moderators. The literary world has changed its fresh blood. 5 New moderators whether work ability, work attitude are excellent, Yichang literary rising water, Literary Arena appeared a new-look. It is impossible to run a literary world without a correct leader of the first edition, and without the unity of the moderator. In the first half of this year, there were over 10,000 posts and over 4,000 themes in the literary world of Yichang, which were obtained by the right leader of Xu Bin’s first edition and the unity of the moderators. After getting along with each other for a long time, I have established deep friendship with the moderators of Yichang literary world. The first version brother Xu Bin is my teacher and brother, who always encourages me. I applied to join Wuhan Writers Association, and brother Xu Bin posted a post to strongly recommend me. As a member of Writers Association of Hubei province, brother Xu Bin applied to join the Writers Association of Wuhan in order to successfully join the Writers Association of Wuhan, fearing that I might fail to apply for an indicator for me. Brother Xu bin and I met at Fengxiang Island lake island culture forum [Fengxiang island ecological tour] in Caidian District, Wuhan city. We finally came to the reality from the Internet. Before I went to Fengxiang Island, brother Xu Bin was afraid that I couldn’t encourage me again and again for objective reasons. We broke up, bientot. Just when I worked smoothly in the literary world of Yichang and had a good relationship with others, the general Edition group of Hanwang posted a post “The future of Xiangyang literary world” on August 5. The first edition of Xiangyang literary world is still vacant. I replied to a post on the evening of August 18. This was the third program that the general Edition team looked for the first edition of Xiangyang literary world. On the last day when other moderators recommended themselves, I took the initiative to stand out and accept the selection of the general Edition team, if I can pass the exam, I will voluntarily serve as the first edition of Xiangyang literary world. My sense of responsibility couldn’t bear to see that the general Edition team also entered the next program with the vacancy of the first edition of Xiangyang literary world. I was reluctant to leave Yichang literary world, brother Xu Bin and other moderators. Because in principle, Hanwang could not serve as multiple moderators, I resigned from the post of Yichang literary moderator. I can only bid farewell to the literary world of Yichang, brother Xu Bin, the first edition of lilac without words, the cold-looking Xiangyang, Yang Desheng, why moderator, for the sake of our common Hanwang, I hope everyone can understand. I will often go back to the literary world of Yichang to see it. The literary world of Yichang is my first home in han.com, and I also hope that my partners will visit Xiangyang literary world more often, and post replies, support Xiangyang literary world a lot. 2012-8-24 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. 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Some mood

When that sentence was spoken out, I knew that I was in pain. I raised my head high and didn’t want tears to flow out of my eyes. Yes, I always decorated myself with strength without any vicissitudes. What about me now? Suddenly my heart was stabbed twice, but I couldn’t help crying. Since last night, yes, I am not happy, but I still pretend to be very happy, which makes me a little strange. You know? I care what? What do I really care about? And what is that shouting at me? I really want to ask myself, why on earth is all the persistence? But why all came together and suddenly couldn’t find myself? This feeling was like throwing me into a deserted wasteland. No one paid attention to how to shout, because it was just a person at all. I really want to look down upon myself. The vicissitudes and heartbreaking feelings are still the same. I thought I really wouldn’t taste that kind of taste any more. I thought you would not let me get hurt. I thought you were reluctant to let me get hurt. I thought you would see all my persistence,, it seems that I am too narcissistic and like to think that others treat me as a treasure. Then, I am wrong now. Should I correct all my opinions and all my self-belief. If, if OK, I will change it. Just, will the ending be different if you change it? I finally know that there are some words that I am can’t say. When that sentence comes out from your mouth, it seems that we are really separated by one thousand kilometers, and all the persistence begins to collapse, I don’t understand why I am like this? But I am very sure that my heart is very painful. You are right. I have changed, but mine has changed. It turns out that what you like is the original me, but now I am not the original me. So, what about you? How sure are you that you are still that person? How sure are you that you are the only one that has never changed? In such a night, I thought over and over again sadly. Maybe I was too narrow-minded, but was it wrong? It’s just that I care about each other very much. There are also mistakes in this way, which even makes people impatient. Maybe, after a long time, I’m tired of it! Should I understand? Love is not like this. It can’t stand the temper of time, wait or test. In the years, the carefully maintained love began to drift away. I felt so tired when I knocked heartbroken words one by one at the computer and looked at myself who was strange. When all the persistence is denied, it is so helpless. I used to expect the sunshine to fall into the city tomorrow, but tonight, I know that only myself can live better tomorrow. The feeling of relying on the sunshine is really warm, but it seems a little unreal, because I don’t know which day I suddenly leave, I feel insecure. Therefore, fear of owning, fear of sunshine, and refuse to be loved. But there are always a lot of discontent in my heart. I have been working hard and caring carefully. I have refused the whole world for you. But why can’t you see it, I can forgive all your frivolous, but I can’t forgive your ignorance. Have you changed, have you really got a higher vision? Once this sentence is spoken out, should anyone ask himself? I have always understood your contribution better than anyone else, and I also believe all my efforts, you know better than anyone else, but you always ignore him. What you ignore is what I always care about. I always believe that as long as love goes far enough, you can hold your hand and grow old with you. But now it seems that I am too serious, others are blocking jokes. It turned out to be such a result, but such a result and such a story disturbed me. You can regard what you said as a joke, but I can’t, because this is not a joke, and it seems that I really can’t afford such a joke. I want to sleep quietly like this, but I don’t sleep tonight. The night is as cold as water, so I should often forget it, so I like to write my mood here, I just hope that I don’t forget it. It turns out that the most painful expression is no expression, and the most painful picture is that you can still say sweet words in front of the pain, but I …… facing this quiet night, I secretly took out my heart to bask in the moon, I hope tomorrow I can still be like Haizi, facing the sea and blooming in spring…… 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. 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Disease random thoughts

Today Lantern Festival, window firecrackers deafening. I can’t see the beautiful fireworks passing through the night sky and the full moon, so I can only imagine how colorful they are in my heart, because I am lying in bed and I am ill. Since he was a little weak and sickly, he had been dubbed as a medicine jar, sick rice seed and other titles. Grandpa said Humph ha ha, and he lived to 88. Anyway, 88 is still a very distant age. Anyway, I have the best grandfather in the world, so I never regard illness as a disease, and I am happy even if I am sick. And no matter how long I was ill, it was none of my three good students every year, because grandpa would make up lessons for me according to the school courses. Although Grandpa almost lost his teeth and said English was a little leaky, I benefited a lot from his standard American speaking. Grandpa went to another world on the 100th day after his 90th birthday. In the next half year, my heart was full of ice and snow! I lost weight quickly, but I didn’t fall ill, because I always reminded myself: if the person who loves you most goes, you will have no right to get sick. The World Without Grandpa is much less worried and very busy. Living in the ever-changing information age, illness has become a luxury. Colleagues around us often sigh with emotion: they are so busy that they even have no time to get sick. My daughter said to me one day: Mom, if only you were ill. I was surprised and asked the reason. My daughter said, “If you are sick, you can ask for leave to accompany me. Looking at my daughter’s pure big eyes, I felt indescribable guilt and unspeakable sorrow in my heart! How can a child’s innocent heart understand the helplessness of an adult: We should not only work hard and study hard, but also try our best not to get sick. But no matter how hard you try, the doctor told me last night: you are ill. After getting out of the hospital, I stumbled carelessly and took my husband’s arm. My husband had never swaggered through the market with my arms in the past 13 years, but he didn’t object to it. He asked him why, and he said it was because you were ill. After returning home, I saw my husband cooking and washing clothes in a hurry, but he was a little unaccustomed. He said it was OK, but you were sick. Original sick can lazy, occasionally disease A also nice. I woke up at 6: 30 this morning on time. It seemed that the person was ill and the biological clock was normal. After sending a pile of granules, capsules and tablets into the stomach, I realized that I don’t have to get up early today. So I fell asleep again. When I checked my mobile phone at noon, I received eight calls and six text messages in a daze. I was more busy when I fell asleep than when I woke up! Finally, I knew that it was the same thing that I stole for half a day. In the evening, I kept making appointments with friends, eating or playing cards or going to Binjiang Road to watch fireworks. I declined all of them for the same reason: because I was ill. I can’t see the gorgeous fireworks, nor can I waste this beautiful lantern night. So I pulled the paper and pen to write down this article “miscellaneous feelings in illness”. Before writing, I sent a text message to my friend who met to watch fireworks: life is like fireworks, gorgeous and short. Please don’t get sick in order to make your short life blossom. (Yang Su 2006-2-15 in Linhai) 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…

Night, I fell in love with it

The night came quietly. On a night like spring, the night was hazy, the moonlight was soft, and the sky decorated with stars was shining with a little afterglow. The night in the city is not quiet, and it is still noisy. For the city night people who like the night owl life, it is a good time. Night, coming, I am not afraid of the night, in fact, only night, no black. The light was transparent, the community was boisterous and boiling, the dim street lamp lowered his head and stared at this wonderful and romantic world with his eyes wide open until early morning, when the sun yawned and my heart peaked out, I put away my tired eyes and fell asleep! Although the night came, the whole world was not silent because of the coming of the night. I stayed at home quietly, watching men and women immersed themselves in their own entertainment world and never bored with it, the big man was delighted in talking about the game, forgetting his wife who was stunned in the sofa in the living room. The little man followed the computer to learn English, ABC followed the rainbow cat and blue rabbit to learn dancing, watching the joyful fight to win the Big Wolf, clapping hands and dancing, pushing the poor mother out of the room, dominating the team! The night finally calmed down, but my heart was hard to calm down. I thought the world was sleeping, and my heart was calm, but I didn’t know that it was when the night really came, the heart was released, and the most primitive Real Night was released. When it was deep, men, big or small, had snored evenly. I got out of their arms and quietly came to the computer alone. I was very sad to find that I didn’t belong to myself. I belonged to work during the day, and the endless busyness swept me ruthlessly; At night, I belonged to my family, and men, big and small, were dominant, I couldn’t bear the gap of needle piercing; I looked through the books turned yellow by me silently, but I couldn’t read a single word. The night was quiet, and there was still Silver outside the window. The Moonlight was soft and quiet with me. Wearing headphones, I still chose songs from the 70s. I was not from that era, but I love old songs. Only these songs can arouse my resonance and stabilize my heart! At night, it was finally quiet. Although there were occasional whistles of cars and occasionally tiny footsteps of pedestrians, I could not hear any noise. Because my habit of listening to music is to turn my voice to the maximum, lingering in my ears repeatedly, driving away all tiredness and tension! At night, I fell in love inexplicably. At this time, I didn’t imprison my mind because of my busy work or distort my fantasy because of my tense life. At this time, I am free and relaxed. I can release my mind and capture my mood and words! Night brings me into my memory, thinking of the surging shadow in my life, is it still deep in my heart? The tall boy who followed me in middle school; The boy who wrote a love letter for the first time; The boy who gave me a black alarm clock on his birthday; The flower season at the age of 18, the man I have a bitter crush on may be at a certain age who likes nostalgia. He likes to remember himself who was once young and the unrestrained youth. These traces linger in his mind, little by little hovering in my mind, inadvertently, with the mood pouring out! It is always beautiful to have memories and good to have records. Several years later, when I faced these diaries which recorded my life again, looking at these memories of youth, budding emotions and ignorant impulses, whether I will tears? Night releases my emotions and comforts my restless heart. I am used to presenting my happy and positive side to everyone every day. I am used to writing diaries at night, leaving fragments for my own life. I share happiness with others. Sadness is stored in my deep heart. Write it in the diary, let them be relieved in the words, let them be softened by the words, and finally turn into ashes and vanish! Night became the object of my talk. I poured out all the troubles and frustrations in my life and work, and poured my head into the night. The real thoughts and thoughts in one’s heart cannot be understood and experienced by others. Everyone is busy and tired in life. Who has time and energy to listen to your nagging? To listen to your bitter water? I would rather hide them in the diary and hide them in the words! I would rather bury them deep in the dark night! At night, I was crazy about it. I was free and free. My heart was flying without restraint, worry, struggle, complexity, helplessness and frustration. Only music, only words, only peace of mind! Happiness, sadness, happiness and loneliness are the only thing that can really penetrate the heart; Only you can know whether it is good, bad, happy or hurt; You have to experience a lot of things every day, happy, unhappy, all settle down in my heart. You live your life by yourself, your emotions are controlled by yourself, and your emotions are controlled by yourself! If you want to laugh, choose to be happy; If you want to cry, choose to be sad. Laughing and crying are all in your mind! I want to laugh today, so I choose to be happy! I want to laugh every day. I wonder if I can choose happiness every day? In such a realistic society, I hope that I can keep my purity and kindness as always, still as innocent as azaleas! Night, I fell in love with it 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…