Memory flower

April is the best time of the year. Lin Huiyin called his intimate lover the April day of the world. I read her words and felt a little more. That precious memory also blossomed in such a season. My mood is as warm and comfortable as the weather in April. I am met Guo Mei at the beginning of April, it could be said to be an accident. Even it was only one meeting, but I could never forget her, her smile and her quality, her family. It was in the late 1980 s, and it was April when I restudied in WX Experimental Middle School in my hometown. My former best friend at the same table, Yazhi came to see me, Guo Mei also came. Although it was Zhongchun at that time, the little snowflakes were very warm and fluttering in the air. The light steps were full of fragrance, fluttering in the vast universe. When I saw Guo Mei, there was such snowflakes outside. Moreover, I remembered that there was a snowflake which was so big that I couldn’t help picking it up with my hand. It fell into my palm, as if watching me laughing. Its pure white, uncontented posture and the quality of being willing to give immediately touched my heart. Guo Mei, the smile on her face is as lovely as snowflake, and as elegant as plum blossom. I could never forget her at a glance. Her voice was like a lark, singing clearly in the green. If you are really in a bad mood, hearing such a voice, you will immediately forget the boredom in your heart at that time, Yazhi and Guo Mei both went to CH Medical College. Guo Mei studied advanced nursing, she is sixteen or seventeen years old. The days were like the snowflakes in April, fluttering and falling. Unconsciously, it came to the fiery July, and the college entrance examination was approaching. I remember that day was Sunday afternoon, with enough sunshine and gentle breeze. Several classmates and I were reading English attentively under the willow trees in front of the dormitory. Suddenly, someone was shouting: Juanzi, your money order. I took the remittance and looked at the address alone. I was surprised and thought, “No, it must be a mistake? I don’t have such friends and relatives at this address? I took a closer look, and the message on the money order wrote: Sister Juan, I have heard many touching stories about you from sister Yazhi. I appreciate you very much and always admire your independence and persistence. This 30 yuan is my scholarship for this semester, not much, but I am willing to send it to you, I hope you will accept it. May you make progress and get the best results. Come on! Guo adopted sister. I understood that the heat wave in my heart was rushing all the time. Although it was only 30 yuan, my soul was shocked. Later, according to Yazhi, the reason why Guo Mei gave up the good result of ranking first in the senior high school entrance examination in the county and didn’t attend the key high school, but chose to go to the secondary school was that she had difficulties at home. She didn’t want her mother to suffer for her any more. She wanted to be independent as soon as possible and hold up the responsibility of a family. She also had a brother with dementia. There were only three people in the family, and her mother was in poor health. After knowing the real situation of Guo Mei, I held this money order full of crystal, without saying anything, just lowered my head. The touch in my heart couldn’t calm down for a long time. Tears kept flowing on my face, and the warmth in my heart kept warming up until 30 yuan was not much in every corner of my body, or in other words, the River of my life is just like a spray, which has passed quietly for many years with the passage of time. But for me, this intention, this encouragement, but it stirred my heart like the waves of the ocean. When I had enough financial ability to repay Guo Mei and look for her again, no matter the relatives of her family, however, my classmates all said: she and her family have gone to the south. I have never seen Guo Mei until now. Every spring, especially in April, I can’t help thinking of Guo Mei, her voice, face and smile, and her lovely DEDECMS. 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…

Love of distance

In my childhood, I always thought that the distance belonged to soldiers, and I always heard the heroic voice singing the pride tearing my throat; Or the numerous students, because there are a lot of people around me who have been admitted to school and left, and once they leave, they will leave all their lives. Now I understand that the distance can belong to everyone; The distance can also be a lot of feelings and feelings. Even in this colorful life, you only loved one person deeply. Even if your biggest wish is to grow old with her, the wind, flowers, snow and moon are the most changeable, maybe it was just that they had no chance after getting together. They were separated, and there was no chance to get back together. They were torn to heart, painful and helpless, and they could only look away from afar, you can write thousands of poems for them, and you can pray for thousands of times, then there will be no change. You feel the existence of the distant place, and the distant manpower is not enough, heart also not. Now only the same years will accompany the two people to grow old, but each of them is irrelevant. Maybe in this life, the two will not have the chance to meet each other again. Maybe you and her can walk thousands of miles together, and in the spring, you will tell your heart, hand in hand on the path paved with flowers, gently kiss, sweet! The taste of love stirs the passion of every cell in the bottom of my heart, completely transcending the meaning of warmth and reaching a higher stage. You believe that there is true love in the world, because she is at your side now, within reach, thousands of times more excited than dreams. But ah! As time goes by, life changes and human feelings are different. She left for some reasons, and it may also be because of your changes. She went far away without turning back, all the memories are frozen. The damage after beauty is a tragedy. She may still have some attachment to you, but she still left and never returned, leaving you alone on the common Road, silent in my heart, the promise that was too late to realize was originally a dream that loved deep into my heart. Maybe you lived with her for a period of time, but the oath of growing old together didn’t happen. The passionate life became thinner and thinner under the washing of years, the romantic warmth of the past has been replaced by the increasing trifles. The familiar habits have filled the heart full of desire. Love and life go to plain together, and the heart after plain! But she hoped to find passion somewhere else, so she left, either because of your change or just because of her, but as a result, she left, like a passer-by in your life. You may miss it later, but you will still start a new life and a new pursuit. Then, how many people yearn for holding hands for their whole life! Two people get married because of love, give birth to children, welcome everything in life together, tolerate, love, understand, take care of and change each other. Occasionally, you may quarrel or even fight, but you will soon calm down and return to normal life. However, this kind of life is far from the original love and has changed, that passionate era was decadent and vulgar in life. It turned out that love was like water surface, and after a wave, it was calm after it calmed down. Even if there were waves again, there would be no first intense memory. People will meet many people, many things, many things will become the past, many times will become forever, let’s cherish the people in front of us! Cherish the present. 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…

Into life

When I walked into life, I didn’t know that I had already started the journey of life; How wonderful and warm that ignorance should be! The adorable life lay in the womb carefree. As for the state of my mother, I don’t understand, and I don’t care about things beyond myself; I have my own thing to do, that is to consume my mother unconsciously with my whole body, develop a baby who doesn’t know what the heart and lung are, moist and has clear eyebrows and eyes. On the day when I walked out of my mother’s womb, I was exactly the same as others. I wanted to cry, crying loudly! How warm and quiet the mother is! Do you eat, drink, sleep, excrete? You don’t have to worry about the size and size, which is a completely idealized natural enjoyment process of communism. I don’t need to know anything or do anything. For example, study, work, love, the comfort and laziness of running for ten months, giving up once, which is really hard to give up! I don’t need to open my eyes to know that I have been integrated into this complicated world. Why don’t you cry with your mouth open? I don’t want to go out and live in the world so as to accept suffering; I don’t want! Some people say, who says that newborn children don’t understand the world? I don’t understand. Why did she cry? I said, this is the first big event in my life, and I have to protest. When I live well, I can pretend to be deaf and dumb, to be stupid, and when I come to life from now on, can I still pretend gracefully? Who is elegant and who is a fool! (Look, how greedy and selfish human nature is!) There were also some owners who could bear it or were so angry that they didn’t say a word. At this time, the midwife must pinch her thin shank, lift it upside down and slap her hands on the little pink ass. Not to cry? Do you think you are enjoying your happiness? Wow cry! I don’t know whether other lives cry or not, but the Emperor cries. The eyes are not eyes, nose or nose, and how ugly they are. We twist them hard. Why bother? This is not, I was beaten before I got it. Life is really hard! I cried, but I didn’t say anything. What do I want to do in my heart, but I just don’t say. A crying word can solve many complicated things. Eat, drink, pull, cry! Uncomfortable cry! Unhappy cry! To give my mother or others a smile is to cheat them to take better care of me. Lai, Lai is relaxed day by day, and his talent tells me that enjoying music is like sounds of nature, which doesn’t need to be taught by people at all. I don’t want to grow up. Babbling is not what I expected; Learning is not what I expected. These are all variations of notes that go to suffering. People try every means and sing songs to lure me to go. It was a trap, but I just didn’t realize it. Some of them were muddled for a while, like a fish chasing the bait, forgetting the crisis; Some of them were forced to have no choice but to eat involuntarily, so they had to be hungry, unable to walk and bullied. I threw my heart out and fell down without saying anything. How many people have come here from generation to generation, can I avoid customs? Everyone says that immortals are good, but as immortals, don’t you have to endure hardship and practice ceaselessly, which is said to cost a lifetime of hardship. Just be a mortal. Go to school, work and work, have bitterness and happiness, what a long and long journey! I often feel so painful that I don’t know how to face myself. However, sometimes, I am full of happiness. This is mostly in the journey of life, and I get a satisfactory result after I work hard for something. But this is not an invincible flower in life. So I said, who can say that everyone’s life is full of pleasure as the leading role? Seeing my friends yesterday, I went to huangquan with great efforts today. I felt that life was so fragile and short-lived and vulnerable. Walking on the journey alive, I feel that life is so long and tasteless, indifferent; Smelly, Happy (but not much). Compared with the two compartments, I seem to think that living healthily means getting a lot of advantages of life. Thinking like this, I can’t tell whether I am grateful or sad, lucky or sad? Through the wind and rain of life, through the changes of life, I never consciously walked into life, to consciously feel life, during which I struggled for life, through year by year, day by day, I know clearly that there is a hand (is it the hand of God) around me, and I always lose myself again and again. It’s not my fault. Everyone is right. When I walked into life, the pain and helplessness of life were spread and implemented naturally, and I couldn’t choose. Do you have to hesitate to understand life? Don’t. Face bravely, walk firmly, sing with fencing! The haze in the sky is temporary, and the rough road can be conquered. Thinking about the gift of mother and belly to life, thinking about the brilliance of the sun in my heart, I (we) should go forward without hesitation! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

The broken sky

I don’t know how beautiful the perfect sky is, nor how comfortable the clear streams are; I like listening to songs quietly by myself, put yourself into the dim gray world, put aside all the realities and responsibilities; Quietly experience the stability that loneliness brings to me. Maybe this is either escaping or being isolated; But only when I sink into the gray and lifeless space can I find the light in my heart. The gray of Zeng Jin intersects with another gray. When I finally thought that I had found an incomplete partner, that Gray was just a passing visitor, perhaps a temporary sympathy, or a sudden whim, everything is completely broken in my wishful thinking like a beautiful dream, leaving only the fragments of the past and present, facing the fragments, all I could do was to pick them up one by one with tears in my eyes and put them in the center silently. From then on, I would not approach them too much, but watch them carefully without touching them. The gray but still clear sky was completely broken up like a piece of glass now. The broken outside was the darkness that devoured everything. I can only hide myself in the corner. Facing all the problems of life, I undoubtedly chose to escape; Maybe this is the original me, Maybe this is what I really look like; A weak human who only knows to escape when encountering difficulties, only knows to hide in the inconspicuous corner silently licking the wound all day long. Rejecting everything of others and putting yourself in the abyss of loneliness; Living with others in disguise of a mask, others’ open heart may be exchanged for their own lies and deception, because of too many lies, only in this way can I cover up with more lies. In the end, what was exchanged was a more lonely abyss. This perfect world may not accept my gray, and there is no possibility to repair the broken sky. Perhaps, the boy who hides in the corner all day long and licks the wound silently will no longer exist one day, people may not notice his disappearance in existence, but the exquisite fragments in the corner are the proof of his existence. When people walked to the pile of debris, raised their heads and looked up at the sky, only endless darkness lingered in the sky… Dream, not perfect; Sky, sad and beautiful broken! 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…

Early spring scenery

Early spring scenery

In the morning, walking along the riverside road, the snow and rain gently hit my cheek, and said to me like spoiled: I’m coming! You welcome? I smiled and said nothing, but asked: why not welcome it. While walking, I replied to the rain and snow in my heart. There were few pedestrians on the road, and the dense rain and snow came from the sky. The fog was hazy and gray, but it gave me a warm feeling and a tranquil mood. I like this kind of weather, and I prefer to wander alone in this kind of scene, appreciating with eyes and listening to the World belonging to me with my heart. There are always such and such constraints in life, only to prefer such freedom, do whatever you want, be free, and keep a unique indifference and no desire. Sometimes, all kinds of cars were on and off, shouting and galloping by my side. On the roadside, the seemingly dry Willow finally showed a little smile after a winter sleep. One or two sparrows were flying around and playing on the trunk, and the road under the feet was very refreshing by rain and snow, sweeping around, there is no intoxicating spring, no full of vitality, no little green of early spring, and even more surprising moments. As long as you have a good heart, the scenery is picturesque everywhere. Walking brisk steps, walking from north to south. Looking up at the South, the mountains in the distance were tightly embraced by the wet fog of rain and snow. The mountains were drunk in the hazy Twining, losing the pride of the past. The mountains in the West were covered by rain and fog, looming, playing hide-and-seek with me. Since ancient times, it has rained in the south of the Yangtze River in March. Today, it has: spring rain, fog, drunk on the Loess Plateau. The pedestrians and traffic flow on the bridge of Hulu River which is getting closer and closer are sparse. Under the pier, the music flutters and both men and women dance. The gourd River under the bridge flows towards the south turbid. It’s not that I don’t like the bustle, let alone that I am unsociable, but that I really mind that strangers who are unfamiliar touch my hands. I don’t have the mentality of discriminating and despising anyone, and I will pay more attention to some weaknesses with a heart of compassion. The so-called weaknesses are those people living in poverty. I won’t follow others. I have my thoughts. After a while, the drizzle was getting heavier and heavier with the snow. A thin layer of broken snow fell on my body and touched the ground gently with my hands. Holding the camera in his hand, he couldn’t grasp the angle with ease. Suffering from the effect of framing, he gave up the image record. Fortunately, there is text. In the eyes of passers-by, alone, lonely and cold. No! There was rain and snow accompanying me all the way, patting my sleeves happily. In the distance, there were mountains beyond my reach, but in my heart; Nearby, there were smiling branches waving to me. Listen! When rain and snow blend, steal private rain; Look! When the mountain is intoxicated, it is soft and sweet. A person’s world, scenery in my eyes, I am in the scenery. There is no bright sunshine, no thrilling spectacle, and the plain and quiet spring day, which poetic forms a simple and peaceful picture in the broken snow. In the early spring of Northwest, new life was bred in the silence. Without the bustle of Jiangnan, there was more steadfast and heavy in the north, which had a special charm. It is said to be rough and bold, but delicate and gentle, and only waiting for people who know it to taste it. Long walkers, walking in the rain, no wind, rain mixed with snow is still falling who says this is not the most beautiful scenery?! The scenery is gorgeous because of the heart, and the heart is warm because of the scenery. Puxi completed the mobile phone on the evening of 2012.3.4 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…

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. 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…

Let life settle in words

In the quiet night, there is a clear music passing through the curtain, coming ethereal, getting closer and closer, which is very similar to the tune of high mountains and flowing water. I sat in front of the desk, facing the screen, and my fingers were at a loss on the keyboard. As usual, in this leisure time, I want to write some words about youth sadness and random thoughts. When listening to the melodious music outside, it is rare for a person to encounter such a kind of leisure, without the noise of the world of mortals, without the interference of the world, with a quiet heart being comforted by the night flowing in the music. Don’t look at the darkness, nor at the boundless night, nor at the infinite interstellar space. However, this night is as tolerant as human words! When we approach the vast ocean of literature, the pursuit of life gradually tends to be the peace of life in the grinding of years. Maybe we shouldn’t look at life like this. Because life itself is a jumping note. But I think, no matter how colorful the disturbance in the world is, it can’t resist the peace and indifference of the soul! Mountains, rivers, fallen flowers and running water flow quietly in the years. From morning to night, spring, summer, autumn and winter, there is no self-abandonment because of the loneliness in winter, no arrogance because of the prosperity in spring, no matter when you are watching the chaos in the world with the mentality of an ordinary person! Some people say that there are two things in the world that others cannot take away: one is the dream hidden in the heart, and the other is the book read into the brain. When we are reading, beautiful words can purify everyone’s heart; Sad and lingering words can make people full of sadness and melancholy; Full of encouraging words, it can arouse people’s resonance and endeavor When we read books, we read books while we read the world; When we make tea, we make tea while we taste life; When we pour wine, what I poured was wine, but what I tasted was hard. Life is like a one-way ticket with no return and no rehearsal. Every scene is live broadcast. We should approach literature and grasp every performance well. Recalling the past events in life carefully, tears when sad and smiles when happy are all precious because of pursuit. Words are originally lifeless. But when the author gives it rich emotions, it possesses life and spirituality like songs, and possesses breathtaking appeal. When you walk into a person’s soul garden with words, you can’t help being infected by a kind of soft emotion. Reading a beautiful passage, you seem to touch the author’s soft heart. In the garden of the soul, there are white clouds fluttering, streams gurgling, birds flying lightly, and gentle wind talking. If you are intoxicated and wandering in this paradise, you will have the same joys and sorrows as the author in your mind, and you will also enjoy the emotional resonance and joy with the author. The literary style is like a man. You can roughly see the literary talent of a person from the level of talent of a person’s writing; You can roughly see the knowledge reserve of a person from the aspect of a person’s writing content; from the appeal of a person’s words, you can roughly see the rich emotion of this person. Words are the monologue of the soul. If you understand a person’s words, you will understand a person’s heart. You are pleased to understand a person’s heart, and happy to have a mutual understanding. Happiness is the same happiness, happiness is the same happiness, time flies, when time passes season after season, when time passes, when those days become breeze, looking back, you will find, this warm past has become a beautiful eternity in the soul. Therefore, when you are lonely, talk with the words; When you are upset, listen to the words; When you are happy, hold the hand of the words to look for the blue sky; When you are sad, lying in the arms of words, crying heartily. Facing words, as long as we can treat each other sincerely, I think words will not be like scumbags, years, wealth or lovers, leaving you when you need them most. People who like words will have a crush on the mood of this night, because this night is sometimes like tea soaked in boiling water. In the dead of night, some dusty memories will be like the tea brewed by boiling water at night, showing the original fresh and soft beauty, which makes us vaguely see clearly through the night figure. Beautiful shadows, brilliant smiles, slim figure, plump breasts and long black hair will come as promised, walking into our words and fiddling with our heartstrings! When we are free, we might as well approach literature, walk into the garden of our own or others’ hearts, release ourselves and enjoy the pleasure and touch. I believe that you will gain a full of emotions and smiles, which are indifferent to the wind and rain of life. Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Listen to music at midnight: Love is a cup of wine that everyone can get drunk

On a quiet night, it began to rain again. Through the fuzzy glass, I looked at the hazy part outside the window. The ticking rain gently touched my heart. Sleeping at night, listening to the wind blowing and rain, the tenderness is deep into my dream. I sat alone in front of the screen, listening to Yan Xu’s sad song “Love is drunk to everyone”, which was performed with deep feelings. I shook my glass and drank Shaoxing old wine, intoxicated in the twilight. A woman’s tears are drunk every drop/a man’s heart is broken when rubbing/Love is tired and hate is tired/don’t love or hate no taste/Don’t say you are wrong/Don’t say I am right/gratitude and resentment there is no right or wrong/The Mystery of Life/how many people can guess right/love this cup of wine everyone can get drunk/Don’t say that you are wrong/Don’t say that I am right/no right or wrong/The Mystery of Life/how many people can guess right/Love no one can get drunk with this glass of wine. This is the ending song of the TV series “women in ancient villages. The catchy melody and easy-to-understand lyrics directly express the feeling of love that makes women cry, makes men heartbroken, makes people tangled, tired but hard to let go. The singing is sometimes delicate and melodious, sometimes high-pitched and loud, singing the love and hatred of men and women in the world of mortals. A Song of helplessness of love touched my feelings, shook off my tears, just like a drop of rain slips into my heart sea, stirring up waves of tears, throbbing heart, unable to calm down. Once the sea was difficult to be water, except Wushan is not a cloud. Everyone has his own unforgettable love. In the past sea, the initial comfort was like a dreamy feeling. The beauty when I first saw it still appeared before my eyes. Your tranquil and sweet smile is just like the peach blossom blooming in the gentle wind and drizzle, which makes my eyes beautiful and touches my heart. That kind of excitement, that kind of Sprout, made you love me. The road is long, people are far away, one end of the world, one corner, across thousands of mountains and rivers, I miss you in my dream, miss you in my heart. The meaning is so sweet and the love is so deep that how many words sway through the fingers and become beautiful poems. If it was not the previous life agreement, how could the vast crowd meet you? If it is not the fate of this life, how can you have the same path in Yingying years? You are destined to be a legend in my life. After years, the heart of no longer young has not had too many dreams, but along the way, there are still many unwillingly entangled in the heart, unable to express and difficult to tell. Passing away, leaving only sadness. At first, the love which aroused my heart, like the instant beauty of fireworks, has passed away quietly. The beauty and touch of the past have become passing clouds. But the shadow shining in my heart is still clear, and what flows in my heart is still the attachment and reluctance. In the interweaving of love and hate, in the entanglement of love and resentment, how many love seas have withered, how many love threads have been broken, how many liver and intestines have been broken, and how many faces have become old. It lasts forever and sometimes ends, and this hatred is endless. What is love? Everyone’s interpretation is different. For me, love is a kind of worry that is haunted by my soul. Love is a kind of unforgettable miss that cannot be pulled out from the depth of love. It can make people crazy, and it can also make people crazy. Anyone who drinks the Cup of love must be drunk! What is love in the world? Teach people life and death! Love is just like a poppies swaying in the wind. It is enchanting to bloom coldly and charming, sending out Irresistible fragrance. After a deep suck of greed, the heart is drunk! In countless days and nights, I used to anesthetize myself with alcohol constantly, but I was tortured by pain again and again, and my body was covered with bruises. In the deserted corner, I once cried sadly. I used to tap the keyboard to pour out tears to comfort my injured heart and bury this feeling in the deep of my soul. Maybe some fate is destined to end. A deep-rooted love is always a love full of twists and turns and regrets. It is just like a romantic love song, with sadness and regret in sadness and beauty. Maybe this disappointment will make me understand the twists and turns of love. Looking back suddenly, although I experienced disappointment and regret, I gained another kind of touch and happiness. Love is in my heart, drunk in my dream. The bright yellow wine under the lamp was seducing me. I raised my glass and looked up to drink it up again! Everyone says that drinking will make you drunk, and drinking will hurt your health, so you can’t drink more. I said, love is more likely to make people drunk than wine, and it can also make people heartbroken! Love is as rich as old wine which contains the old girl’s red wine in, lingering in my heart. No one can get drunk with the wine of love, but in front of the secular world, no one can resist the temptation of the wine of love. Love is a cup of wine, everyone must be drunk. But how many people will get drunk with the Cup of love? Love, no one is right or wrong, love, no right or wrong. Only who loves who is more, only who hurts who is deeper. Fate is born, everything is the arrangement of fate. In my life, in my life, love has been abandoned constantly, and love has been regained constantly, going round and round. When I am drunk, I will see the flickering light in the cup and count my past in this life. Only when I have loved can I know deeply, and only when I am drunk can I know how strong the wine is. Some people say that a life without regrets is not a real life, but I really don’t know where my fate is? It is hard for me to say how much I have lost? It is also difficult for me to measure what I have got? The gentle breeze and drizzle outside gently knocked on the glass on the window, as if telling my beautiful and sad love stories one by one in the past. I don’t know how much romance has passed in my life? How many true feelings in my life have disappeared in the wind and rain? Women’s tears get drunk with one drop/men’s hearts are broken with one RUB/Love is tired and hate is tired/don’t love or hate no taste listen to music at midnight, singing is flying. Listening to the melancholy melody and sad melody, I stretched out my hand and filled the glass again. I raised my hand and poured out the wine in the glass. When you are drunk, you can see the world of mortals. I always thought that if something was put down, I would never remember it again. But the long life has accumulated too many Spoony feelings, and my heart tears slide quietly on the keyboard with the ups and downs of songs and the rain. I wiped the tears off my face casually, lit a cigarette for myself with a lighter, and tried to find myself in the mist. The drunk of love, the drunk of love, the cup is full of tears, the hate is also drunk, the pain is also drunk, the Cup has aftertaste. Love is like a glass of wine. Everyone can get drunk. I am drunk in my difficult feelings. I am drunk in the thousand years. I am drunk on the road of love. 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…

Popular in a market of laughter

My family lives in Chengbei New District, and there is a small vegetable market not far from downstairs. For many people living here, the first thing they do after getting up every morning is to pick up the basket and run to the small market. I am an ordinary person who can’t do without the fireworks in the world. Of course, he often goes to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. By the way, you can also climb the stairs and walk, exercise your muscles and bones, and exercise your body. Every time I saw these pink and willow green in my hand turned into delicious dishes in the plate during the meal, it felt really good. When the Oriental dawn, the sound of birds crossed the sky, the vegetable market downstairs began to be lively. The vegetable market in the morning was crowded with people; The goods were dazzling. The peddlers were full of screams and bargains, and there were also a burst of laughter and laughter from time to time. The market is full of activity tents, and the business of the breakfast shop is booming. There are soya milk, bean curd, fried dough sticks, wonton, dumplings, rice noodles, baked dumplings, steamed buns, noodles and so on, which are steaming, tangy flavor. Many residents rode battery cars, pushing tricycles, carrying vegetable baskets on their shoulders and shopping bags in their hands. All kinds of cars were parked on both sides of the road. The vegetable market looks messy, but it is full of vitality. Walking into the vegetable market, there were stalls on both sides, including white radish, purple eggplant, green spinach and red pepper. Besides green vegetables, there were also red and white pork, colorful pickles in jars, white-bellied fish, dark crabs covered with straw ropes, and numerous iron cages crowded with chickens, ducks and geese. Although the market is small, the variety of vegetables is quite abundant. I walked to the fish stall beside the Pavilion first, and chose a lively crucian carp. The peddler gently pressed the fish body with his hand, picked it up and weighed it and gave it to me. I went to the vegetable stall in front of the pavilion again, picked up a Chinese cabbage, opened the leaves, and checked whether there was any trace of being bitten by insects. The female vendor smiled and said to me: This dish is fresh. This elder sister who runs for the fourth year is from Anhui and has been selling vegetables here for many years. Every afternoon, I went to the vegetable wholesale market to pull back the vegetables. After returning home, I cleaned, selected vegetables and organized them. I got them here to sell them the next morning. On her vegetable shelf, there are cabbages, celery, spinach, pepper, eggplant, Dao Dou, lotus root, radish, yam, bean sprouts, mushrooms and so on, which are all in a variety of eyes and sold very fast. Come and buy it, your own chicken. Suddenly, a burst of shouting attracted me. An aunt was greeting the guests with smile. A middle-aged man’s chicken was fat and strong, clapping its wings and giggling. She saw this aunt skillfully tied the hen’s feet with straw. I didn’t eat chicken, duck, goose and other poultry with two feet since I was a child, and I was just making troubles here! Walking in the vegetable market, I suddenly saw an old lady selling corns with vicissitudes on her face. She shouted loudly: selling fallen grains! Sell sowing Zai! After hearing this, several ladies from other places rushed forward and asked around the old lady: is it a kilo? This sentence made me and everyone laugh. It turns out that the old lady can’t speak Mandarin, but she speaks the dialect of our officials, which means: corn is sold! Selling corn! However, that lady from other places couldn’t understand our dialect, so she made a misunderstanding, thinking that the price of this fresh corn was quite cheap, only six cents per jin. Therefore, there was a funny performance. The vegetable market in our community is very simple and not very large. There is only a long line along the pavement of Jianghua Road, and the head and tail are only dozens of meters long. Under the Iron shed, there are two rows of cement five-hole boards lying face to face, and the stalls are next to each other. Many people put two bricks or a flat stone on the ground beside the road, and then put vegetable blue on it. Although this is a small vegetable market, it is very important for people living in this community in the north of the city, and they cannot live without it. All stall owners in the vegetable market are very enthusiastic and good at soliciting guests. Ha ha, just pull your arm and put the dish on your hand. But you don’t have to worry that the dishes you buy will be short. Some of them haven’t completely learned the cunning of businessmen, nor are they smart enough to be honest, simple and responsible. Because these were a group of old people living in Qianjiang, Hutian and surrounding sand. They had a kind smile on their faces, and their eyes showed kindness and peace. Vegetables are grown by themselves, poultry are raised by themselves, eggs are planted by their own chickens, and fish are fished by themselves, they also touched the screws themselves from the river pond. If you can smile or greet them sweetly, they will be when you pay, grab a few more vegetables or add an egg to your vest bag. Thank you Lennon! Whenever I express my gratitude, the old people will happily say to me: Lao Yu, this is from his own house. My heart is always warm at this time. Most of these stall owners in the market have known them for a long time. Although some of them cannot be named, they often meet each other on the road in the community and nod and greet each other. Lao Yu, do you want to buy some Soge meat now? Every time I walked through the meat stall, I heard an old man asking me so enthusiastically. This old man and this meat stall are my regular buyers. He knows that I like eating pork and that I always buy lean meat every time. As for me, I was a good buyer of him. I never bargained, nor was I picky. Pick, chop meat, scale, pay, say 88. It was done in less than 5 minutes, then I carried the meat and left with satisfaction. Haha, that’s it. We seem to have become tacit and familiar partners. But every time as long as I stopped, the old man would hand a cigarette first and then use a lighter to make me angry, which made me embarrassed. In fact, the vegetable market is a small society, where you can get a glimpse of all kinds of social attitudes, all fairness and morality are free. In this crowded and crowded market, people all have satisfied and happy smiles on their faces 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…

White hair

Han Shuang, you have a white hair on your head! I was standing there, shocked by my husband’s surprise. Which have? I have never found it, I defend. But he shouted to his daughter to see the white hair on my head. Then the father and daughter pulled on my head like finding the new continent, one after another. Oh, the father and daughter pulled ten white hairs on my head altogether. My husband seemed to be very distressed and kept shouting: Han Shuang, what should I do? So many white hairs! That’s all now, that’s too old! I didn’t take this for granted. I smiled and said: it is not natural that I am almost forty years old and have a few white hairs! However, he cherished it very much and kept saying: Alas, why do you have white hair? I was about to ask my daughter to pull out the white hair on my head for me. My husband suddenly changed a smiling face and said in a serious way: Han Shuang, let’s discuss something. What thing? Seeing his mystery, I asked him hurriedly. You see, you have white hair, and I am just a handsome guy! Should I consider changing my team? He xipixiaolian. Hearing this, I went up to kick him and punched him again: dare you! If so, see if I won’t peel off your skin! Then he said to his daughter: Daughter, look at what your father said, help mother clean him up! Before I finished speaking, my daughter was already furious. She hugged me tightly: I am mother’s allies, don’t try to make such a bad idea at any time! If you dare to apologize to my mother, I will not forgive you! My husband looked at our hatred, and laughed: I dare not even give me three courage! I’m just kidding! You where can I really? My daughter said, “I dare you! Yes, my husband is just joking for us. He dare not and will not do this. For so many years, I have known him better than anyone else. In fact, he often pretended to sigh in front of me. I asked him why he sighed, was it because he earned too little money? He said: I have plenty of money, and I am not afraid of having no money. I sighed because I lack a bosom friend! Once I said this, I couldn’t help laughing and bragging again, didn’t I? You are so shabby that you still want a bosom friend! No money, no right, no status, who would like to be your beauty! After listening to me, my husband kept silent. But a few days later, my husband seemed to forget my sarcasm to him and pretended to sigh. I repeated the original words to satirize him. Often, I satirized him, and he didn’t refute, just smiled at me there. In life, I am a person without any sense of humor. He always drives pigs in hutongs-go straight to the hutong and say anything, but his husband doesn’t. In the office, everyone chats together, once he spoke out, he would often make everyone laugh. When he went home, he would often repeat the scenes that caused everyone to laugh, and I was often attracted to laugh. My husband will be very happy when I smile. He said, you should not always stretch your face in the future, be listless and have more humor, and you will feel that life will be very happy. I said I couldn’t be humorous, so he taught me how to speak with humor. But I am not humorous by nature, and I can’t learn from teaching. I know that in life, my husband deliberately made some funny words or actions to make me happy. I often told him that I would not live in the future. He said, “What’s the fear? I have lived for 40 or 50 years. I hope I can do whatever I want. Then we will not be afraid of anything! If I mentioned this topic when I was having a meal, I would often laugh out. I also knew that if I had white hair, he wouldn’t change the team. He was just talking; He just wanted to use the topic to make me have a little temper and make me happy. I often think that one day in the future, two gray-haired old men will sit together, basking in the sun and chatting about happy things when they are young. Both sides will remind each other: be careful, be careful. That’s us. 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…