How to continue, how to end?

Time is just a wound. It hurts Huaichun and sad autumn. It hurts falling dreams and quiet. The brushwork of youth has been finished, and the hidden worries of prosperity can no longer be continued. For the melodiousness of a car, it is the extravagant hope that I never dare to have. Even if it is a dream, it is also full of unexpected desolation. However, when the moral of one car is not another one, we can only see the melancholy of life. How to continue, how to end? Love or marriage has only a starting point, no end point; Only a question, no answer. It is not the deep courtyard of the Spring Palace, but the bitterness inside the high wall. As a woman, how many luxurious dreams and wishes do I have, and what kind of hopeless and changes do I encounter? What hurt my love and disintegrated the loyalty of respecting each other? Someone says: waiting for you. And ask: What will I do? Wait for me to eat or play; Wait for me to grow up, or wait for me to grow old? Wait for me to be free, or wait for me to fall? Or wait for the reincarnation of my next reincarnation? The heart that once fell in love was betrayed by him, and it was already cold; Now even if he was passionate, it could not burn my loneliness. Those wounded past events are vivid and lingering in my mind. I can never let go and forget those pains and injuries. Maybe in my whole life, I will struggle in the memory of scars and cannot find an exit. My heart is full of sorrow, and there are always endless worries and fears. How to spend tomorrow? One point of hope, two points of struggle, and seven points of panic. The heart is willing or the heart is broken, the heart is sacrificed or the heart is palpitations. I always keep thinking, working hard, getting old, worrying and despair. I looked at the distance, looked at it, tears poured down my years. I was thinking about something in my mind, thinking about it, and sorrow lingered in the stream. I recalled the past, the past passed away. I look forward to the future. Looking forward to it, the meteor has fallen into my dream. 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…

A trace of kindness left in my heart

On the morning of lunar December 27, I saw a vast expanse of white on the ground outside the window. It turned out to have snowed last night. This is the first snow in, which is less than that in previous years. Now it is the warming season in. After all, seeing the appearance of some snowflakes naturally gives birth to some joy! I saw off my second sister in the countryside at more than ten o’clock in the morning. The outdoor temperature was very low, the freezing wind was biting, and my hands and feet were cold. Walking on the white snow, the creaking and creaking made a crisp sound, the second elder sister was wearing a gray old short cotton-padded coat, and her thin figure was getting farther and farther. The streets were bustling and crowded. People rushed to buy all kinds of fresh goods, almost breaking the belly of plastic bags ——- the price of vegetables was much higher than in previous years, 12 yuan per jin of leek, and the local pepper was unwilling to lag behind, one point is not allowed, the newly emerging red hundred-dollar bills are only exchanged for plastic bags and green plants. A man put a few boxes of salute into the carriage —– it will be the New Year’s Eve of 2012 in three or four days, and suddenly I think of the little girl written in the text “The Little Match Girl” I learned when I was a child, is she living well now? Should we get married when we grow up? Is it still the same as then, will it freeze to death on New Year’s Eve? There is a man wandering on the street near my house. He has been eating and living on the street for several years. Every morning when he passes by, he always sleeps in the cold and damp corner of the cement wall, which is scary. When I passed by last night, my daughter-in-law saw it and said: This person is used to it! Thinking of this sentence makes me feel inexplicably angry. Can I get used to it? It suddenly occurred to me whether the text could be renamed “The big man who doesn’t sell matches” today. Just like Andersen, he wrote a fairy tale and published it in the Chinese textbook of middle school to let young people learn and learn, educated! So by the way, I thought that there was a Widowmaker in my hometown mountain village. The man was my playmate. In terms of generations, he should be a distant brother of the same age who was three months younger. Unfortunately, he died of kidney disease three years ago, leaving a daughter-in-law with mental derangement, a daughter and a pair of twin children. I don’t know how their family’s life is this year, and how are they preparing for New Year’s goods? Although there are sympathy and financial aid from the village committee, they are determined to be low-income households and enjoy the government’s annual living allowance, I think this is limited after all, and they cannot live as rich as others! Can I show some practical love to help, such as squeezing out some money and goods to show sympathy and love. Although it is just a drop in the bucket and has little effect, it can at least express that there is still a little sympathy and pity for others in my heart, so as not to be insensitive, rigid in soul and lose human feelings too early! After all, I am now receiving a civil servant’s salary to ensure that my whole family will not suffer from cold and discouraged. Caring and helping doesn’t have to be a matter of philanthropists and rich men. One caring can not solve many problems, at least it can reflect a person’s civilization and accomplishment. Why not do it? People who need financial aid are not limited to one or two families. For example, there are several families in our village who are still relatively poor and have poor living quality. It is obvious to all that they cannot show their sympathy and care one by one, it is necessary to do as much as you can! Squeeze 500 yuan out of his limited income, buy some things like sugar, melon seeds, biscuits, ham sausages, drinks, and bring a few bags of noodles, rice, a few pots of oil, go to their home sincerely and have a look at their living conditions, which may bring me some shock and touch, and generate some unimaginable inspiration and gains! From now on, even if you smoke less, eat less meat, drink less wine, go out for less, buy less fashionable clothes, save the money, do one or several things that can make you feel a little relieved every year during festivals! Of course, it should be no problem to discuss with your wife properly. If this thing can be done, I think I will get some comfort and comfort in my heart, and I will cherish my current shortcomings more, more ordinary life than others, and more cherish my own life, cherish the rest of your life and make some achievements in your limited abilities! The sky was already bright, the snowflakes were still flying all over the sky, the sky in the distance was vast, and the horns of the cars rang harshly. The female conductor of the coach invited guests to Lanzhou loudly, the number of pedestrians gradually increased, and a new day of life began! I hope this is not just a flash in my heart. 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. 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