In the storm variations

In the storm variations

The sea anemones came, and the strong wind and heavy rain made the city both surprised and shivered. All creatures who have been hungry for more than twenty days can’t wait to open all their nerves, suck the nectar with ocean flavor, and the trees are swaying in panic, the noise like the tide hit the window like a cicada. Standing in front of the window, I was really afraid that the thin cicada wings would be broken ruthlessly. Rainwater slips along the glass, one after another, meticulously drawing the trend of mountains and rivers, and finally returning to the fuzzy end, where is a chaotic yearning. There was a gust of wind passing by with a whistle. There seemed to be giant footsteps on the roof, and the canopy on the window was rattled. Suddenly, it was dark inside and outside the house, and the power went out. There was no TV or computer to surf the Internet all of a sudden, which made me uncomfortable, helpless and bored. I didn’t know how to spend the night when the power went out? Exploration and climbed into bed, never at night more than 9 on safe in bed. With my eyes open, I listened quietly to the rain that exploded outside. Zeng, walking in the rain, stepped on her songs. Zeng, standing in front of the window with her songs, did not lie quietly like today, listening to the world of rain one meter away. There was a gentle breeze and drizzle squeezing in from the window screen, gently brushing my face, and then leaving happily. Cool, quiet, such a summer night suddenly so relaxed, so simple, the rain wiped the silent soul so clean, a trace of real beauty was summoned by oil deep in my heart, just like a clear spring in the mountain stream, besides the temptation of prosperity, the poem of flowing years is written in the moonlight. We talked softly and heard the breath of each other. How many days have we not reviewed the long-lost past? Long-lost love story how many days have we not burnt our lips? Thinking of the moment we first met, you were dressed in golden sunshine, holding a slender bamboo pole in your hand, driving a group of white and fat geese, passing by the uneven path in front of my door, I was surprised, I was flustered, I can’t get back the eyes I followed all the way. The bamboo forest smiled behind me. The wind pulled my sleeves. I shook my mind. A piece of Red Cloud flew out of the window. What left in my heart was a beating deer. I look forward to bringing people to the dreamlike land, meeting people who are bound to my heart, and writing a poem together there. Our footprints were everywhere on the ridge of the field in May. The wheat was rolling over the golden waves one by one, and bundles of rape were put down by farmers in the field. When the birds are happy and the setting sun is beautiful, we carry a simple fishing rod to draw many bright red prawns in the ravines. When the bamboo basket is full, you took my hand and walked on the narrow ridge one after another. The sun was gone, and what sent us back was a shy moon. Using youth as bait, we fish to love and happiness. The country wind smells of grass and dogs bark. We fled very fast, but we were shocked by the beautiful dreams of those chickens and ducks in the animal circle set up by broken bricks, which caused them a stir, protesting secretly, we sent laughter to the moon. Love cannot be separated from the combination of nature. We are also walking grass or flowers on the earth. We suck the natural sunshine and air greedily and thrive. No childhood sweetheart, but love at first sight. Who says love at first sight cannot last long? Begonia did not rain, pear flowers snow first, half spring break, half still. But Acacia is only on clove branch, cardamom tip. After passing the old locust tree, I walked to the edge of the stream and learned that the village girl carried a basket of clothes to the Riverside for washing. The familiar greydog followed all the way and shook its big tail from time to time, humph happily. With the clothes of my beloved in my left hand, I fiddled with the water and patted it gently with a stick in my right hand, catching up with the concert of frogs and crickets, while you were not far away, throw the moving water drops to me, touching a pool of Quiet Stars. There was no empty countryside in the sky of the city. In the plain or ups and downs, we couldn’t hear the collision of passion, but when I shook off the wrinkled clothes with my hands on the balcony, you will exclaim loudly, calling me to pull out the shiny white hair in front of your temples. You look at the white hair in your palm and blow it out of the window, and then we still look young, walking in the deepest and deepest world of mortals, I don’t know how long the road behind is? I only know that I will grow old. The storm is still going on. In the waves of wind and rain, we can hear each other’s heartbeats and breath. The romance of spring flowers and autumn moon is accidentally put on our faces, the bell of changing seasons opened the scene of the beautiful beginning. I suddenly felt that tonight’s sea anemones were like Tchaikovsky’s Violin Concerto in D major. In the broad wilderness, youth, life and nature mingled with the broadness and softness of the soul. We walked in such a main melody, however, it naturally and harmoniously played a gorgeous variation. Like a Song, the board is fresh. 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. 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Years make you fat

You are getting fat again! This is what my friends often say to me when we meet. My friend who said this may not see me for some time, or may not see me for only a few days. As for my friends who have been apart for many years, they often stare at me, open their mouths and exclaim: Wow, why are you so fat! I took a picture of myself in the mirror: the bulging face, the stature and the big belly are really unsightly. Standing on the weighing device, the pointer ran from 0 to 75 kilograms, faster than Liu Xiang. The absolute number of this weight is not too large, but it is really difficult for me to carry such a weight at a height of more than 1.6 meters. My wife often curled her mouth to me and said, “Hey, look at your fat body, you are tired at first sight! One day she suddenly said to me on a whim: I’ll call you fat from now on. After that, my wife shouted from the front of the fat man to the back of the fat man: Fat Man, what are you doing? Fat man, come here to help; Fat man, let’s go out and play. I’m a little unconvinced, I thought when I was in my twenties, although I was not romantic, I was even fat and thin, just right. At that time, I had many dreams and hopes, looking forward to being outstanding and making contributions. However, passion is hard for a long time, time is easy to die, achievements are difficult to build, and mediocrity has passed through half of life. Check the past. There are more regrets, more regrets, less joy and less achievements. It seems that there is nothing left except this fat meat. Liu Bei used to sigh with emotion when he saw his flesh reborn. Today I see fat meat sighing. Although there are differences between heroes and ordinary people, I think we should be interlinked in this aspect of emotional experience. I felt proud of my expectations of my relatives and wasted my time when I was full of fat and thought that I could do nothing at my age. Looking at the men around me, at my age, there are not a few obese people, many of whom are better than me. After a little consideration, it is not surprising that men and women in the fourth age group are physically at the time of getting fat. However, although they are all fat, they seem to have a big difference in self-feeling. Some fat people don’t take obesity as one thing. They should eat and drink, and flaunt their big belly in the public’s attention, it’s easy and easy; Some fat people worry about obesity, and they feel that their fat body affects their image and brings disturbance of disease. However, my feeling of being fat is different from that of the above type, I am makes my heart weak. In my subconscious mind, being fat is not a problem. The key is whether you have fat capital. In my opinion, leaders and bosses are the people who have the most fat capital. They have the right to be powerful and rich, if you lose weight, it is not stylish enough, but it can withstand the weight. Imagine, if your leader or boss is a thin monkey, will you have some doubts about his ability and financial resources? I think I am will. The reason why I am so fat that my heart is weak is that I feel that I don’t have the capital to be fat. For example, if we are ordinary people, we have no official, no money, no career, and nothing is the best. It is strange that I am such a poo-bellied person, with extraordinary dazzling eyes, but without any dependence and no weakness in my heart. Sometimes on second thought, anyway, there are quite a few posturing people in the society now, so I just regard myself as a leader or boss, so I may be more steadfast in my heart. But after a long conscious exercise, I still can’t enter the role, I feel like a beggar. Even if I walk on the street with fancy clothes, I still feel weak when I should feel weak, unlike some bosses who wear slippers, shorts and have a big belly, casually, but driving a BMW, that kind of wealth momentum still came to my face. Sometimes I feel very wronged. There are four brothers in our family. They are all not fat when soaked in lard jar, but I have grown meat when drinking cold water. God is too careless to care about me. When I sighed for obesity, my friends joked: “It’s better to be fat. Although you are not a leader or boss, sometimes you can still be Mengmeng, on some occasions, cheat the respect of unknown lovers. I replied: If I go out with the leader, others regard me as the leader and the leader as the follower, and the leader is angry and gives me small shoes to wear, then I am not wronged. My friends said nothing. Disaster comes from the mouth, fat comes from the mouth. In order to make myself feel at ease and avoid some possible troubles, I decided to lose weight. My first measure to lose weight: diet. After not holding on for a long time, I had no choice but to give up. I have a problem, seeing delicious food makes me not eat it is really a pain. Just like a beautiful woman lying on the bed stripped off her clothes, the light was soft, the fragrance was strong, and the atmosphere was warm, which required a normal man to be indifferent when he saw it, wouldn’t it be a very human thing. I don’t want to embarrass myself too much and fight against people’s inherent desire of mouth and belly. I decided to take the second measure of losing weight: exercise. I played table tennis, played badminton, and ran. I gave up after holding on for a few days, which was still caused by people’s laziness. If I failed to lose weight through exercise, I took the third measure of losing weight: taking medicine. It is much easier to insist on taking medicine. It is not long time to hear from friends that these weight-loss drugs are not scientific, and many of them are at the cost of destroying people’s health. Be careful of sequelae. I stopped the medicine immediately after hearing this. Between healthy fat and morbid thin, I prefer to choose the former. There is no hope of losing weight, I am very frustrated. After a period of time, I revived my spirit. This time I no longer considered losing weight, but decided to devote more attention and energy to study, constantly strengthen my own cultivation and push myself forward with all my strength. Because I have a new feeling: As time goes by, when I gain weight, my knowledge, self-restraint and ability can also increase, which can be regarded as a quite gratifying thing. 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. 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