Love Train

Standing at the departure station, I felt so sad in my heart that my home was gone, so I picked up my luggage and set foot on the train to Beijing. The train roared and thoughts flew. Is this life. Where will the boat of life go in the future. The love you once had was there. You once said that you wanted me to be the most beautiful bride in your life. You were willing to grow old with me and join hands for a lifetime. Why is the oath still floating, and everything is wrong. The soft love words haven’t been recollected enough, so you and I will break away. I am waiting in my heart, waiting to embrace the love I once loved! I looked up at the bustling crowd and thought of my love for you and you. My heart sighed with infinite emotion. Sitting on this sad train, my heart was full of sorrow! Why do you and I become strangers today? Is it true that God has doomed us to have no fate! Sitting on this sad train, there are thousands of words in my heart that cannot be expressed. Why do people with love suffer such deep harm in the end? Do you understand my mood? The train leaves, my tears flow down, you are my love, let me love the person for life! Maybe it was because of the cold that my head was giddy. The man next door kindly reminded me to cover my clothes. I thanked him with gratitude. We had a long talk. It turns out that we belong to the same city. I have been familiar with it for a long time, and I know that there are people connected with the disease! We can deeply understand the feeling of being a fallen person in the end of the world. His wife left unexpectedly in a car accident! Hit by this, he lost the hope of life. Without the pillar of life, what is the meaning of living. Maybe leaving a sad home is the best choice, so as not to see things and think about people, tears and wet clothes! Flat growth is so big, the first time I saw a man crying in front of me, my heart became so soft! We left phone numbers for each other. Standing at Beijing West Railway Station with luggage, I don’t know anything. He came to help me kindly and took me to the north gate of the station, where there was a sister waiting for me. After getting on the bus, wave goodbye to him! Accompanied by my sister, I visited the Imperial Palace, Temple of Heaven, Taoranting Park and other places in Beijing. The sadness gradually faded when I came! His text message came. I’m in Tiananmen Square. What are you doing? Habits? I’m going back tomorrow, or you can go back too! I replied gently. I’m fine. Don’t worry. You go first. I’ll stay for a few more days. After staying in Beijing for a month, the pain in my heart gradually dissipated! Life goes on. I took the train to my hometown. I received a call from him on Sunday and asked me to go to Qinling for an outing. I hesitated and agreed. Anyway, a person is also idle. In Qinling Mountains, we rode motorcycles and galloped freely. The chill of early winter hasn’t dispersed yet, only a few bright yellow winter jasmine flowers are opening tenaciously. In the farmhouse, we ate wild game in the mountains and told each other’s plans. The plain days passed like water. Two scarred hearts are slowly approaching. I don’t know where my future lies? But his phone calls and text messages were uninterrupted. In the gloomy days of my heart, those care activated my heart. I cheered up and started to work hard. Only in the night can I toss and turn, thinking nonsense. In Wushan scenic spot, we stepped up the stream, and the withered trees sprouted new buds. Along the way, he kept telling me allusions one after another. The profound knowledge made me feel ashamed as a teacher. The Peach Blossom was in full bloom and the colorful butterfly danced lightly, wandering in the fragrant sea of flowers. I was intoxicated. Suddenly, he hugged me tightly. It was just a few seconds. I blushed and stared at him severely. Scared, he quickly loosened his hand. I am used to his care and concern. He was used to losing his temper, and he didn’t argue with me every time. When I was angry, he said quietly, eat more and don’t be hungry. How many times did he send me to school, how many times did he send me medicine, how many times did he clean up my house and nail the thick door curtain in the cold little room, I bought thermal appliances and put them in my house. At the auto show, I was sitting on a new car and fondle admiringly. At that time, I almost got my driver’s license. He bought me a car on the spot without saying anything. Without any hesitation, he took his friend and sent the new car to our unit. He left with his friend by taxi. When I was having appendicitis surgery, I just came out of the operating room. He saw that I had already burst into tears, and his love for me had already been engraved into my heart. He hurt many women’s hearts for me. These I know all. On that Christmas night, he took me to the bank and looked at the fire trees and silver flowers in the street. Suddenly he said, “Marry me! At that moment, I had already burst into tears. Yes, I want to marry you! Don’t want your diamond ring, I just want you to have a kind and kind heart. But during the one-year relationship, you are really such a good man! A good man has a safe life. I will marry you and be your most beautiful bride! Thinking of the past, I was heartbroken for that man who was not worthy of love. Now, I am mature, and I know that you are my true son! I will be your favorite little bride and make you happy forever! Thank you for that fate train, let me meet you, a wonderful man! I want to tell you that I am really happy with the days I spent with you. You made me forget my grief and raise my life sail again! Let this love accompany us! I don’t want you to have a good family wealth or a good life every day, as long as we are happy together! What is love? Love is tolerance, is willing to pay, love is the kind of sweet with the beloved, it is better than money! My love finally came again! Dear, I would like to be your bride, smiling on our faces, holding hands tightly together, a meteor across the sky, witnessing the miracle of our love! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Tonight miss

Yesterday, it was still drizzle; Tonight, the moonlight was like water, and my heart was singing softly in the place where the strings fell down with the ink fragrance of words. At this time, I held a wisp of Moonlight softly, dancing with the light music, I began to miss you and miss you. Some memories or dreams can only be understood but cannot be said. On the other side of the fleeting year, flowers bloom on the street, birds speak and dance, and green willows float lightly. Who will be crazy about it? Tonight, how many people have been lurking in the window of dreams for many times, the color of Zhang Wangchun flowers and autumn moon, maybe with silence, maybe with ink fragrance kissing Su Jian, let each thought before dawn comes, drunk in the sweetness that can’t be picked up or the fragrance that contains, a bit of sorrow that can’t be scattered, walking in this deserted moonlight night, the lingering feelings, like butterfly flying flowers shuttling through the streets and lanes, looking for your gentle and silent appearance, with the fragrance of roses flowing, let me taste the sweetness of being loved. Tonight, I miss you with long hair dancing lightly and elegant; Miss you with the charming skirt, miss you, my heart is as dew as rain, wet and lingering. Tonight, I really miss you. When I miss you, my heart becomes colorful and charming. When I miss you, some people like to smile, some people like melancholy, I like to write down your smile quietly with graceful and romantic words; Your tenderness; Your happiness —- I don’t want to laugh like flowers, I don’t want wind, flowers, snow and moon, just want to have a good mood, calm in elegance and quietness, let go! Lovers may not get married, love may not last forever, and the dark fragrance is just right! If we never meet; If you never leave; If we never pass by, you have your happiness, I have the dream I love, I once thought we could be old, because you make a promise that you will care about me for the rest of your life and cherish me for the rest of your life. The sweet and shallow happiness is just a time when flowers bloom, just like fireworks annihilating and turning around, you just drift behind the fallen flowers, and the walking scenery slips down with the sunset, falling into silent loneliness, silent pain and the prosperity of the years. What else is worth lingering and sticking? Tonight, I sing the wind and sing the moon, the heart is like a lotus, a curtain of dreams, in the heart of the bridge, let the ink fragrance Bloom, like the other shore flowers bloom, bright clouds on the horizon. Life is like spring, tonight is like water, flowing a pool of purity and passion. Just because I love you, the wind of fireworks in March blows through the treetop and takes away your fragrance. This is man-made, this is God’s will, it is not not not heroic, not not not knowing how to cherish, but I can do nothing, can not go beyond that moment’s touch, have missed or met each other, a ray of sunshine warmth, the sweetness of a smile and the road we used to walk hand in hand are doomed to break into the scenery of fleeting time. When the moon is over the West Building, how much do you miss? Tonight, I miss you, some feelings are moistened by tears; Some flowers bloom, are touched by dreams, like smoke, like dreams, pure heart, the whole city. Tonight, we have a distance of flowers. We look at each other deeply and make the time grow longer. Who will make me happy all my life? Thousands of tenderness and seduction, walking on the yearning of the night; On the mortal world, whose affection, in a quiet posture, is on the edge of the world of mortals, and who will warm up? Tonight, I write poems for you gently with my wet feelings. I only need a wisp of breeze or a fallen flower to calm down the sentimental and tender feelings of the fleeting years and the lingering eyes, does it become attractive or light without trace from now on? Tonight, I miss you, I feel so beautiful! Although happiness does not lie in possession or debt, after passing through, it will become a stranger. The initial moving and scenery will travel around the world with time, and the years will be like mottled walls, deep and shallow, engraved with indescribable attachment, perhaps lofty sentiments or indifferent as water, infatuated beauty, walking with the world of mortals all the way, missing and years in full bloom. At this moment, I am leaving my own Sky alone. One side is relaxed and tolerant. My heart is natural, calm, comfortable and far away! Tonight, I miss you. When the night comes, I will return home suddenly. I love you deeply and never forget about it. The persistent love pales my waiting! Tonight, I miss you: I draw a landscape for my life with a touch of sunshine, sing a song for life with the sound of a blooming flower write a fairy tale for you with all the emotions let the fragrance of a breeze become your deep memory accompany you with all the starlight at night and miss your mood send the most sincere wishes. Tonight, miss you, just silently, quietly, no complaints or regrets, feeling so beautiful— 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. 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Smoke and Mirrors

The days after the Spring Festival are still traveling in the two places, and the frequency and rhythm of traveling in the two places are significantly slower than before the festival. That kind of extremely cold weather seemed to be getting farther and farther, and what came across was peace and warm comfort and cozy spring as promised. The plants and flowers outside the house are enjoying the moisture of spring, stretching their lazy waist and arms slowly, and looking at the familiar and unfamiliar world with their sleepy eyes. The scenery inside the house was like a magic trick, quietly changing the former appearance: The Ugly Duckling slowly moved closer to the Swan. As for how to dress up, everyone is happy and happy, once showing spectacular scenes or unique scenes of different opinions: about the long and repeated toss of the wine cabinet; About the helplessness and confusion of a brick wall in the kitchen; doubts and even worries about the hydropower line; Surprise, regret and countermeasures about the sliding door; About the pink wall, painting up and down or coming and going or persistent competition; about the long, short, deep and shallow cabinets, as well as the unseen high and low height; About the real and false of wall-mounted stove and the Overlord clause; About the red, yellow, green, blue and heavy makeup on the TV wall; About the lamps, about the air, about curtains, sofas, and the days after the Spring Festival are still running around the two places. The frequency and rhythm of running around the two places are much slower than before the festival. That kind of extremely cold weather seemed to be getting farther and farther, and what came across was peace and warm comfort and cozy spring as promised. The plants and flowers outside the house are enjoying the moisture of spring, stretching their lazy waist and arms slowly, and looking at the familiar and unfamiliar world with their sleepy eyes. The scenery inside the house was like a magic trick, quietly changing the former appearance: The Ugly Duckling slowly moved closer to the Swan. As for how to dress up, everyone is happy and happy, once showing spectacular scenes or unique scenes of different opinions: the long and repeated toss left the unsatisfactory wine cabinet; the helplessness and confusion about a brick wall in the kitchen finally faded out of sight with the help of neighbors; The doubts and even worries about the hydropower line changed due to the guidance of superior people; The surprise of the sliding door, regret and countermeasures are as if chronic diseases are under observation and treatment; The ending of powder Wall and painting is related to satisfaction and flaw; The cabinet is long and short, deep and shallow, as well as the height and short of unseen fingers, and still the smoke covers around the clouds; boiler and deficiency of true and false and overbearing clause same headache gas anger unceasingly; As for TV wall of red Yellow Blue and nong zhuang dan mo really is everything but that; About Lamps, air conditioners, refrigerators, curtains, sofas and so on, they are still in the stage of watching flowers in the fog and looking at the moon in the water. The days after the Spring Festival are still running around in two places, the frequency and rhythm of traveling between the two places obviously slowed down compared with before the festival. That kind of extremely cold weather seemed to be getting farther and farther, and what came across was peace and warm comfort and cozy spring as promised. The plants and flowers outside the house are enjoying the moisture of spring, stretching their lazy waist and arms slowly, and looking at the familiar and unfamiliar world with their sleepy eyes. The scenery inside the house is just like changing tricks, quietly changing the former appearance: The Ugly Duckling slowly moves closer to the quasi Swan or even the beautiful swan. Everyone is happy about how to dress up, and the spectacular scene or unique scene that once showed different opinions will become a rare aftertaste and recall at dusk! (2010.04) Like (prose editor: prose online) 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…