Misty Rain two Jiangnan

Misty Rain two Jiangnan

In March, which was chilly but sunny in spring, I rode past my thin youth, through Bauhinia, through cherry blossoms, through the lingering joy and sadness. Inscription by accident, the wheel of time has been running over for two years. Times have changed, but the experience at this time last year seemed like yesterday! Time is on the way, but my heart has been stationed in the misty and rainy water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, in a person’s land forever! I am not a peaceful child. I have yearned for strange places one after another since I was young. I always feel that those places have the beauty I am looking. In March of the Spring Palace wall in the city, my heart began to move again. The scene at this time last year was like a movie that never ended, showing in my mind again and again! He once said that it would take a year to bleach the pure and green feelings, but he never thought that it would take this year to remember that those beautiful or sad feelings had been deeply embedded into the bone marrow! The bridge is broken, the snow is broken, the spring dawn of Su Di, the wind and Lotus of Quyuan, the autumn moon of Pinghu Lake, the Willow waves are unconsciously attracted by these simple but beautiful words, and then they want to look at the West Lake which is better than the West, go to Jiangnan water town where I have dreamed for a long time. Small bridge and Flowing Water family have always been the place I yearn. Therefore, I held a ticket alone and set foot on the journey of dream-seeking in the early morning with a mood full of expectation and a little fear. No matter what kind of situation I will encounter in the later time, I am stride forward desperately. One year later, I still remember the excitement when the train arrived so clearly. Yeah, I was just like this. I went far away and arrived at a completely strange place that I didn’t know anyone, encounter Jiangnan Water Village when spring is warm and flowers bloom. Probably, I am lucky. I stayed in Hangzhou for two days and saw the West Lake in the rain and the West Lake in the sunshine, which had totally different artistic conception. Holding the light blue oiled paper umbrella, I walked from one end of the Su Causeway to the other end. The raindrops knocked on the umbrella cover, the Lake patted on the bank embankment, and the weeping willows touched the water surface. It was very peaceful and quiet. It seemed that under the oil paper umbrella, he was in a dreamland without any disturbance in the world, and was deeply and shallow filled with peace. Walking by the lake alone, without purpose or journey back, I just wanted to walk in the world of Ningyuan in this way, regardless of anything to do or what to do. I happened to see a familiar stone, and a familiar and strange shadow swept over, occupying all the places in my mind. Then I went to another place that I wanted to go but dared not to go hopelessly, in my most beautiful years, I met a man who was old and desolate! I spent a day and a half visiting many parks, storing memories that I may never forget in my whole life. The railings crossed, the grass lying on, the stones sitting on, the setting sun falling to the west, and everything in the small box of Ferris wheel are deeply engraved in my heart, in my thin youth, it became eternal! However, for another person, there may be nothing to remember or miss those beautiful times for me. I just passed by your life in a hurry and should have looked on calmly, standing outside your world, but not knowing the height of the sky, falling into this ending is already a definite game. I was at the entrance of the station, with chapped lips and dim eyes, looking at you quietly. The soft halo in the morning hugged you, but burned my eyes. My eyes were so clear that I had already filled with tears. I could turn around with all my strength. I didn’t dare to turn back. I was afraid that I couldn’t turn back again! In this way, I looked at you, the smile I wanted to engrave in my heart was getting farther and farther away from me. I stretched out my hand and couldn’t touch it any more. On this day two years later, there was a rain in my heart, which wet all the memories about Jiangnan. The blurred eyes made those memories clearer. The smile is like a flower, and the face is like water. How can it be lingering? In the end, there is only one person, sleeping with sorrow. Up to now, I don’t know whether those memories about happiness are just a dream? But if it is really a dream, why is it so angular? Just, just, I know, some of the past, about happiness or sadness, are just once, no matter how hard it is! So, turn around, that is, each of them is in the end of the world. After years, there is only peace left! 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…

Life in sincere

Peach blossom flowing water, mandarin fish fat, rain outside the window, I sit alone and think! This is a quiet world, a warm world! Drinking famous tea, thinking about life! Men don’t flick with tears. I warn myself to be a true good man, worthy of everyone! I am a pure boy, who once dreamed of traveling alone with a backpack, traveling around the corners of the world and becoming a modern Xu Xiake. But I am also a timid little man. I think of many difficulties. There are more expectations in reality, and there is even a silly love for me in the world of mortals! Flower unintentionally, water ruthless! Everything makes me unable to move forward. My heart is like a pool of clear water. I am honest with others, especially when others are sad and cry. It is my true character to insert a knife for my friends. I am often moved by life! The stage of life shows tragic comedies every day, but everyone is in a hurry and does not stop, even if there is a short rest, there is no! Everyone is heading ahead. Who has ever noticed the details of the journey, once someone treated you sincerely, someone was crazy and silly for you, etc, someone has done something for you that touches you for a lifetime! You have never noticed these things. Those who care about you have very simple requirements. As long as you stop and say gently, thank you! These three words are enough! I am moved by those who have paid close attention to me secretly. I regret to find that I woke up too late! They just wait for me to stay for a second! I used to be too persistent to move forward! Thank you, flower bud, Haihai and those people I don’t know, I am sorry for you! If I stopped early, maybe life would be another wonderful thing! I have observed ants on the ground. They are very diligent, running tirelessly all day long and working hard! I smelt the fragrance of flowers on the trees. Those Flowers gave me fragrance, but we turned a blind eye to it. Who said thank you to them? Isn’t it worthwhile for the flowers to pay for us? I took photos of the wheat in the wheat field, and thank them for their tenacity for one year and providing fruits for human beings! We are used to it and numb. We think this world is like this. Day after day, month after month, we never stay. My youthful spirit has disappeared without a trace! I am no longer vigorous, and we no longer care about the sufferings of others. We only ask ourselves to drive luxury cars, live in luxury houses and have a sumptuous meal! We are desperately pursuing material satisfaction. People’s selfish desires are constantly expanding, destroying animals and plants. Buildings and buildings are rising from the ground. We are pursuing higher! We destroy mountain forests and trample on the living homes of animals! For the so-called luxuries, we do not hesitate to peel the fox and mink alive! We ignore those derelined animals whose eyes are still crying and hearts are beating! We will connect the current to them and electrocute them alive! Cry for those dead animals! I am willing to die instead of them! What a cruel world! A place where animals have nightmares! God, let them make plants in the next life! Don’t let them suffer from these inhuman torture any more! As an Earthman, I deeply confess. Forgive these heartless people! Because they are ignorant! They don’t know that everything in this world is a living life! They have the right to live happily and die happily! I am such a sad boy and an immature and frivolous boy that I can’t do anything for this world, but I have a sincere heart! I have love in the world of mortals, and I love you. I am willing to go through fire and water for you and give my life! Don’t laugh at me, this is my true character, my heart is as clear as water! I hate! I cherish the fate of acquaintance, and I am moved by the precious friendship! I am obsessed with the sweetness of love! I enjoy the tranquil family affection! Sometimes I hide in the corner and wipe my tears secretly. I am also eager for the gentle care of my elder sister! True love may not be a husband, and Spoony is also a lofty man! This is me, a big boy full of emotion in his life! I love and love, I dare to love and hate, I am full of fantasy. I want to be a brave dream chaser! Play your own blue sky! 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…

Those bent waist

In front of the door of our unit, the Sanitation Department placed a trash bin, which was always filled with all kinds of garbage. The strange smell was filled with mosquitoes and flies flying around. Most people pass by with their noses covered, or take a detour from afar for fear of escaping. But under the bright morning, the fierce noon, or the dark street lamp, I often find someone standing or squatting beside the trash can, and they bend down, he tried his best to look into the trash can, using simple tools and even hands to pick up things inside, looking for things that could be used to sell money. The strange smell and mosquitoes and flies seemed to not exist in them. They looked focused and devoted, as if they were exploring treasures. From time to time, they picked up something from the trash can, which was nothing but an empty bottle, an empty can, a few pieces of waste paper, or some old clothes, but their faces showed the color of joy. They wiped or folded the waste one by one, and put it into the bag beside them, as if they were collecting treasures. They searched carefully until the valuable waste in this trash can was removed, and then they set out towards the next trash can. When people who pick up waste are bending down to pick up things in the trash can, there are pedestrians passing by from time to time. Some people show an expression of disgust or contempt on their faces, while some people still make a tut sound in their mouths, muttered: It’s really dirty. However, I never feel that the labor of people who pick up waste is so low or hard to accept. On the contrary, my heartstrings are often touched by them, giving birth to feelings that life is not easy. Most of the people who pick up waste are old. Their hair is disheveled, their clothes are worn out and their faces are full of vicissitudes. Every time I see them, I will feel both pity and respect in my heart, what pity them is the hardship of their life, and what respect them is that it is not easy for them to live on their own even though their income is so low. I am not strange to bend my waist like a waste collector. In my memory, the waist of the villagers in their hometown mountain village always bent: in spring they bent down to transplant rice seedlings, in summer they bent down to weed, in autumn they bent down to harvest, in winter they bent down to fetch firewood, and their bent backs carried the four seasons, the hard work forms a golden ear, supporting myself and my family with steadfast work. When I was young, I also used to transplant rice, weed, mowing rice and firewood with my parents. I initially experienced the hardship of working and planted seeds in my heart that I respected for hard workers. Later, I went to work in my hometown county. On the busy streets, I often saw people who were pulling carts with their bent waist. Although the streets in the city were not muddy, they were not flat. Those uphill and downhill were a test for people pulling carts. When uphill, they stepped on the ground with their feet, clenched the handlebars with their hands tightly and put ropes on their shoulders, the body leaned forward with all strength, moving forward step by step. The bigger the slope is, the heavier the goods are. The back of the cart pullers will bend more severely. The sweat of beans will roll down in strings, and the veins on the forehead and arms will rise violently, finally, the body was straight and seemed to coincide with the ground. And downhill, pull flatbed’s people may not be easily, they need your body for Brake, 1.1 point down line, if the control is not good, May because of inertial impact car destroy damage people injured. Pulling a scooter is a hard job, and it depends on strength to eat. Among the group pulling carts, what impressed me most was pulling coal carts. The coal scooter is usually used for couples, and the man pulls it in front, The woman pushed the briquette behind to transport a truck full of honeycomb briquette to the residents’ homes in every corner of the city to earn a little bit of price difference. The faces of coal-pulling couples are usually black, their hands are black, their clothes are black, and even their sweat is black, which is a dazzling alternative in the city streets, but they bend down and bend back, the scene of pushing and pulling the scooter uphill made me awe-inspiring. Later, I went to work in a small town in Pearl River Delta, Guangdong Province. The small town was small, but there were more than 60,000 outsiders from all over the country. They made a living in various ways, and pedaling a tricycle was one of them. Walking on the street, it is common for human tricycle to come and go. The driver bends down in front and pushes hard, or one person sits in the back seat, or several people talk and laugh. I once sat on a tricycle, and soon after I set off, I saw the driver sweating, and then sweat like rain. I had to wipe the sweat with a towel on my neck from time to time to prevent the sweat from covering my eyes, the charge for the eight li journey is only over ten yuan. During the 365 days of a year, I can always see the figure of the three-wheel driver bending down and struggling to move forward. There is a kind of perseverance that moves me. In our society, some people earn a lot of money without any need, some people make a fortune with official hats, some people earn money easily with shade, and they spend generously, I don’t care about spending a lot of money, and I am arrogant. Compared with these people, those who bend down to work are really too hard to do things, with too little reward, and the situation is too difficult. Some people look down upon them and think that they have no ability to bear hardships. While they are smart and talented, living a superior life is taken for granted, but they don’t know others’ sureness, hard work and happiness, that is exactly what I lack. There are many people and things in the world, which are dazzling at first sight, but in fact, they are like smoke and fog. What is really worth our attention may be contained in ordinary daily life and reflected in those ordinary workers! Out of our sight, I know that there are still many people bending down to work, which is a huge group. Facing them, I used to bend down straightly, not flattery, but salute! 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…

Reminiscence of canhong, dancing alone in life

Once, I wandered in confusion. Once, I imagined beautiful legends. When the sentimental sunset put the bride’s red dress on the mountain, the waves of blue waves spread the clear blue carpet with orange light. Ah! Beautiful nature, natural art treasure. With excellent color matching and bold conception, it is difficult to draw such a spectacular sunset map on the coast even if the famous craftsmen are tempered! Happy seagulls, singing and dancing, soaring in the sky, not free and easy. The vast ocean and the beautiful mountains make people relaxed and happy, and also make people full of loneliness and loneliness. With the song of the seabird, it flows and flows into the sky. Life, a solo dance, emotion, a fanatical experience. What is fate? Why is it so persistent? When this thought rises, I feel much relaxed. The depressed dark clouds in my heart also dispersed suddenly, as if my heart was filled with blue sky, comfortable clouds, and a sense of joy of longing came quietly, but in a flash, it was replaced by the helpless emptiness. A person strolls quietly on the coast, with his eyes fixed on the wave surface covered by the sunset. With the harmonious waves and sand and Dusk music, he steps on the stage of one person. The warm and damp night breeze rubs all the thoughts away, gently strokes the ditch marks that the Love waves rush through, and searches for the warm traces that the passion burns. The tranquil coast makes everything look like nothingness, and the empty heart can only hear the seawater teasing the sand bank endlessly. The sky was dotted with stars, and I blinked my eyes crazily. The Moonlight was bright and bright, and the silver light was splashed like charm. I shot at the fresh wound without shade. Then I searched for the cover hurriedly, but it was ultimately in vain. The sea breeze blows, lifting up the long hair and fiddling with the clear strings. Affectionate people are always missed ruthlessly, only the Moonlight is always pitiful. Helpless, I stretched out my hands to hold the last little warmth, deep in my heart, lingering memories, let it accompany me through the years in the future, and dance a solo dance of life with me. Light play and light sing, leisurely feelings, wine singing alone, drunk charm tonight. Taste life, a solo dance, only the beginning, no destination. What I have experienced is the beautiful and unreal clouds of the past. Although I have sensed the stroking of wind, rain and passion, and experienced the enrichment of happiness and sweetness, I can’t get rid of the bondage of ideas, we can’t get rid of secular prejudice and the reality of eternal loneliness. The stage of life, neon and colorful, charming and colorful, with thousands of visitors, is hard to be lonely. Life, residual red memory, a solo dance, an eternal and lonely reality. This wayward thought! It is destined to be eternal loneliness in this life. The undeserved fantasy, the undeserved encounter and the undeserved passion may be the most beautiful throb of life and the eternal desire of life. A turbulent passion, an earthshaking love wound, came in a hurry, went in a vast expanse, pear flowers fell in love with each other, and walked all over. In the light of thousands of houses and the beautiful and charming moonlight night, I put on my gorgeous dancing dress again. For love, for the persistence I used to have, I lifted a Falk of moonlight and went up to the platform with a ring of Moon, dancing infinite lovesickness, the soul is so soft. The moon is silent, the moon is bright and the people are affectionate. If life is just like the first sight, just like the beauty of the first sight, then there will be no sadness of parting, no helpless choices, no dreams, no lingering thoughts. Maybe from then on, loneliness will be an eternal friend, and residual red memory will be a confusion that cannot be dispelled. But I still want to be lucky that reality inspires me again. Life dances alone, which is an eternal and lonely reality. 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…

Cold Dew

The land in the North has been harvested, the cold dew in autumn is heavy, and the fragrance should be rare. At this time, there were only a few bleak corn stalks left in the wilderness independent of the west wind. Everything seemed to be waiting for the appearance of winter. So where was the person, the smoke and water were boundless, and the Cold Dew was reluctant to return for a long time, just like tears from people, drifted off and stuck. The spacious world paves the stage for the transition of seasons, which is so generous and lonely. The mountains and rivers are winding, dragging a long prelude to the transition of life. The leaves of poplar trees are still flourishing in the high air. Day after day, it is not willing to fall down, regardless of the heavy frost and cold dew, is it still sticking to a green dream? Isn’t it willing to make the final compromise and surrender to the cold winter? What matters have not been arranged, or the unsolved love relationship has not ended? But how can we give up the pace of time? It always slips away ruthlessly when we are stunned and turning our eyes! We ran like rabbits, thinking that we would have a good rest if we had a long time to come. However, at the beginning of our big dream, time was like a pair of gentle hands hidden in the darkness, which had quietly changed the scenery. Time is like a turtle again. In our sleep full of hope, it stealthily crawls by US leisurely and unhurriedly. It must snicker in the heart: son of a bitch, see who overweighs himself! Alas, time is a turtle! We still refuse to admit defeat. Didn’t the great man say that ten thousand years is too long, just fight for the day and night? Therefore, we are ready to go and race against time until the end of our lives. The wind cuts the grass, and the cold dew knots day and night. This kind of competition in desolation is both difficult and tragic, but only in this way can life shine brightly. In this cool time, all the flowers withered, only the chrysanthemum was left alone. Jufang washed it in Cold Dew, and the Cup of Emerald Sun smoked. The magnificent chrysanthemum petals are full of tenacious youth and heroic brilliance at dusk. Twist a little chrysanthemum petals into the cup, Gently sip, let that too much sadness, anger and even hatred go with the hunting of the west wind outside the window! Don’t be sad, cold dew is also the best solar term, neither cold nor hot, how refreshing, relaxed and happy. In the race of life, we should also slow down. In this way, less impetuous and less violent. Autumn belongs to gold, so there will be more Xiao Sha of Jin Ge Tie Ma, and this kind of atmosphere is too prosperous, which is easy to hurt the heart and lung. Therefore, a cup of fragrant tea makes our mood calm down and our thoughts settled down. Think about it, there is no lack of the natural law of cold and white in September and yellow autumn grass in six passes in our life, while we always invade Cold Dew in Chenopodium album stick, pengmen moved forward in the smoke. The rising sun leaping out of the horizon in the morning sun always gives us infinite power. The Sunshine of the whole morning filled the house warmly. The wind came in slowly from the open window, gently flipping the books on the table. Such a moment is warm, pleasant and intoxicating. In such a day, it is suitable to expose those wet and moldy mood to the sun and change into dry, cool and clean thinking. What life presents to us will not always be the wind and the sun. There are several clear springs, yellow Jusheng, and a forest of Cold Dew and purple pears. There will also be bitter wind and rain, Dark Shadows, Heavy Cold Dew, empty city, hunger and smoke. What we need to do is to adapt, adjust, and always face life with a smile. 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…