Rain thoughts

Leaning against the window, looking at the rain, I did not move. It has been a long time since the beginning of spring, but the sunshine has not shown any trace, and has not stepped forward, ignoring our expectation. Quietly listening to the sound of raindrops falling, ticking up the music, watching the string of raindrops blowing in the spring breeze, continuous and countless. The fine rain fell into the water stain lightly, rippling again and again, spreading to the weekend. On a relaxing day, you can sleep beautifully until you wake up naturally, you can do what you like to do at will, you can sit in the sofa and knock melon seeds, watch TV plays, enjoy the happiness of traveling with your family, accept the invitation from friends, and feel relaxed, spend this wonderful day happily. But the lingering rain disturbed my mood, and the inexplicable melancholy and annoyance also floated with it. Since taking office as the manager, the invisible pressure was like a high mountain pressing on my heart, even breathing reveals the rapid smell. This kind of life was not what I longed for. I was a simple and clear woman, ignoring the complexity of society and cheating in the workplace. I simply live a life of my little woman, work hard, listen to songs and write words in my spare time. I went to work on time, safe, calm, ordinary and ordinary, keeping my quiet heart and relaxed thoughts! Standing in an ordinary position, I have a broad ideal, no decadence, no fear, and bravely step forward to the high-level field. Finally, I realized it. Behind the tears of joy, there were endless scars hidden. This kind of life was just beginning, but I was tired and weak, and I lost myself again, I have to find my tenacity again! In the morning, I hid in the bed and listened to the ticking rain outside the window. I was touched by an inexplicable thought in my heart, and what flashed in my mind was just a bit of work. Finally, I failed to resist this concern and got out of the warm embrace of Jia. Facing the mirror, I combed my hair very carefully. The little woman in the mirror showed a sense of pride, stretching her frown and relaxing her depressed mood, I am no longer that naive and ignorant simple woman. I have been in business, and I should think and face problems with maturity. I fell in love with black dress and went to mature dress. In just a few days, my changes were astonishing, which made me confused for a time. It seemed that I suddenly stepped into the adult world from the mentality and life of a 16-year-old girl. Standing at this cross port, I was a little crumbling and missing. People around said that Juanzi was mature and beautiful. The simplicity of that little woman had faded calmly when she was dealing with her affairs, showing the demeanour of a female general when she raised her hands and gestures. For these changes and comments, I should really be ecstatic and toast to celebrate my growth. Entering the quiet office and turning on the computer, emails and short messages rushed to me. Clicking to check made my eyes gradually blurred. I didn’t have the habit of drinking coffee, but let me be in a pile of files, I used to pick up the coffee cup. The strong smell filled the space instantly. The crisp sound of knocking the keyboard and the heavy rain outside the window made a moving movement for my busy weekend. Looking at the crowd coming and going, the wet ground, inexplicable thoughts came into being. I really wanted to find myself, return to the innocent past, and put down the hard-won honor, I really want to slow down the pace of chasing, and I really want to live a simple life, such a life. However, isn’t life struggling and striving hard? The steps taken are just like the flowing river, which can only be rushed forward bravely. No matter how bumpy the road ahead is, if you choose, you have to continue! The rain is getting heavier and heavier. The sky after being baptized by the heavy rain will be brighter and clearer, and the ground washed by the rain will be completely new. The thoughts disturbed by the lingering rain will surely find the way to stretch. Facing the continuous rain, I made a promise in my heart that the world was not in my control, but the fate was in my control! Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Beautiful is a kind of imagination

I remember that I once saw a cartoon in which two neighbors were transforming tables at home. Party a changed the square table into a round table and thought the Round Table was beautiful. Party B changed the round table into a square table and thought the square table was beautiful, imitating each other. There is no lack of such phenomenon in reality. Other people’s moon is always rounder, and life is always when you look at me and I look at you. Except for your real life, what is beyond reality is all imagination, when you see someone sitting on the lawn, you must think he is very leisure. Maybe he is avoiding the troubles of his family and can’t return home. When you feel tired and tired on your way to work, you may be envious of you and your class for the unemployed. There are always so many disappointments in life. Ordinary life is just like three meals a day. When you are eager for a beautiful life, beauty appears in the ordinary life. Maybe you always feel that life lacks something. In fact, life is a kind of state, which has no missing components. That is, we artistically turn life into art. Art itself is beyond life, but also takes life from life, which is called wonderful pen and flower. A small tree becomes a towering tree, and an ordinary person becomes far away from the stars. There must be many times in life, but with such emotion, experience is the best proof. Only when you are well-informed can you return to normal. For example, when tourists come back and ask them how they feel, they often can’t tell why, and at most take out a few photos showing that they have played. The reason why they didn’t feel it was because they saw the truth. There is always some distance between reality and imagination. When the things you expect come true, your disappointment will come. The process of imagination or expectation itself is worth enjoying, owning Is the End of Beauty. Everyone goes through the stage of love, because the beautiful feeling is all because of the strange imagination from the other half, so love becomes beautiful and sweet. Before the flowers and under the moon, we had a hard time, supporting the desire of imagination. Once we entered the reality of marriage, life seemed to have changed. Without imagination, reality becomes boring. Many people are willing to live in imagination. Imagination is endless and beauty is more endless. But life is not imagination. If imagination is put into life everywhere, life will be unbearable. Once imagination becomes a real desire, people will never be satisfied and never be happy. The so-called “contentment and happiness” can do what they can. What you imagine is just outside of your body. When you envy others, maybe others are also admiring you. The diversity of life determines that everyone has only one way to live. Whether it is a star master or a common person, whether it is happy or not is only his original feeling. If you feel happy, you will be happy! Even if you are a poor man. Celebrities have thought about the ordinary days when no one disturbs them, and ordinary people want to become famous at once. People in the city imagine the pleasant pastoral life, while people in the countryside admire the fashionable and modern life of people in the city. People who have no experience can’t experience it. After experiencing it, they will return to the real life. The real life of countless lives does not exist all the time, countless imagination exists in countless people’s heads all the time, because this is life, and there is no lack of imagination in life! Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Illness raving

I didn’t have any mental preparation and got sick. I suddenly felt dizzy, blurred vision, and even couldn’t walk stably. At the beginning, I thought it was just hypoglycemia and dizziness. Drink sugar water, try to walk, what’s the matter? If this body was not his own, he really couldn’t help it, and even dared not to go down the building. Thank God, thanks to the lack of rashness. There were too many patients in the hospital overnight! Can only lie on Lane and bed, early with major problems, such as Pro battlefield. Intuition was like a new soldier lying in the trench with nervous and inexplicable expectation and excitement in his heart. He finally got a bed and asked the patient: Why did you get a bed so quickly? Answer: I am 52 years old after leaving. Q: Where have I been? Answer: Funeral home …… oh! I couldn’t answer silently. I was born like a summer flower, and my life was so fragile. My messy thoughts filled my chaotic mind like weeds. Now that the battle has started, it is impossible to hide, who can hide? When I was in the battlefield, I only had to fight to death. I thought: at first, what I was afraid of was not to start a war, but to hold a gun and aim at which bastard? Two days passed, CT scan, blood pressure measurement. Doing ECG, nuclear magnetic resonance and so on, along the way, the enemy gradually showed his true face, which was cerebrovascular obstruction. Fortunately, the brain stem was not damaged, which did not affect the language and visual functions, and the body was conscious, serum test, the results are all within the reference value, then injection, suspension water, medication, do high pressure oxygen, day after day. The illness seemed to get better. Ten steps away, the words with big palms on the wall were refreshing. Someone can go to the lawn of the inpatient department to bask in the sun. In those days, the weather was fine and the sunshine was particularly bright and warm,. It is not strange to say that the illness is like enemy’s situation. The illness seemed to have spotted my weak body and bones, and the allied forces launched a sneak attack on me. Find hematochezia. It was another examination, and this time it was replaced by gastroscopy, enteroscope and so on. I heard that the examination was very uncomfortable. I couldn’t help thinking of Gorky’s “petyll”. I thought to myself, let the storm come more violently! It is true that I feel uncomfortable. After that, it is just the same. The result came out, just gastric ulcer, Colon ulcer. The cause of the disease has been basically figured out. Take the pill. It damages the gastrointestinal mucosa and causes local ulcer. At this time, if you are attacked from both sides, you can only attack and defend two battlefields at the same time. After all, it is not a bad battle, and the illness has been effectively controlled! When the soldiers heard the gunshots, I took a long sigh, thinking about what to sort out. Shi Tiesheng said: the experience of illness is to understand satisfaction step by step. When you have a fever, you will know how refreshing the days without a fever are. When you cough, you will realize how peaceful the throat without a cough is. The discomfort of the body can’t stop missing many happiness when the body stretches. There is a saying in the book “Golden Lotus”: life is always unsatisfactory, and you can talk with others. It is inevitable that there are many unsatisfied things in life, which are always annoying. In fact, it is not necessary to be annoyed by such things as the theft of motorcycles; Buying lottery tickets is always disappointing; Fishing is a big fish, it is helpless to take off the fishing between the repulsive and repulsive; Playing mahjong is always uncomfortable. The trivial things around me are too small. Many sufferings in life are inherent objective existence. Otherwise, Siddhartha, the ancient Indian prince, would never dislike the country but only love Bodhi. Recuperating from illness is also associated with the dialectical principle. As long as confidence is not lost, of course, the premise is that you can move, some money for self-defense and life-saving, and the pouring of family affection, the seed of happiness grows on one side of the sickbed. In the sickbed, it is the first time to experience the meaning of “Sympathy for the same illness” in one’s life. Patients take care of each other, and there are few selfish people. Patients in the same ward are older than me. And humor in Lao Hu is a retired cadre who has been ill for many years. Patients all like him and say that he is the sunshine outside the window. As long as he enters the room, there will be a full room of happiness. I remember that on the first day of hospitalization, the head nurse took his body temperature. When checking, the head nurse said softly, “Lao Hu, my body temperature has increased today ‘. Lao Hu pretended to be surprised and asked more than 100 yuan!, a room full of laughter. Lao Li, who is next to the bed, is kind and Soli. Every time I send boiled water, he will replace the water of the day before yesterday with boiled water of that day for me. Strangers are not allowed to lie in my sickbed easily, saying that they are afraid of losing things and infectious diseases, so they feel warm and warm. I am idle and bored at night, talking about the past and present, telling jokes and comforting myself. Lao Li is a teacher with a good memory. He recites some ancient poems from time to time. Jokes are still the most popular topic. Lao Li told a joke about Changshou Street, saying that before liberation, there was a time-honored shop in Changshou Street with a golden signboard called changjizhai. A guy from Jiangxi went to Changshou Street to purchase goods. Because he was illiterate, the owner wrote down a note with the words Changji Zhai and handed it to him. It would be easy to find. When I arrived at the bustling Changshou Street, I didn’t argue between the north and the South for a while. When I was in a hurry, I remembered the note in my pocket and asked someone to identify it. Unexpectedly, the person I was looking for was a Mr. chang. Jizhai “read into a long (zhuang) ancient Qi”, find the west of the Sun, where is the “long (zhuang) ancient Qi! The whole room laughed heartily, but I didn’t laugh. After explanation, I am changjizhai from Changshou Street, which was set up by my great grandfather and told jokes about my family. All the patients laughed again, but this time Lao Li didn’t laugh, saying: there is a local story in one place. Have you ever heard of a pet phrase about Changqing? I answered: “Yes,” Changqing Li Dahu, with a big belly, clear soup “Lao Li answered:” Exactly, exactly, Li Dahu is my family, talking about people starved to death by wars and chaos in the old society. My family is rich, grandfather opened the pot and cooked porridge to help the poor. After many years, it spread. “Patients were discharged from hospital one after another, and I also began to prepare to leave hospital. Patients were completely discharged from other wards within a few days, and they were buried. Our wards had made an agreement that whoever left hospital first should not say goodbye, just wave a sign, don’t be like a joke, a group of prisoners were put into prison, a prisoner was released from prison, the prison friends saw off, repeatedly Said Goodbye, goodbye! The prisoner who was released from prison cursed, and your father saw you again! When I left the hospital, I followed the appointment to Lao Li, Lao Hu and others waved their hands again and again, take care! In the theater of life, the audience still have to walk forward firmly before the whole audience stand up. 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…

Midnight listen to music: disorderly Red

In the middle of the night, stay away from the hubbub and calm down. Make a cup of tea, light a cigarette, sit in front of the screen under the window and taste the sad and beautiful sound of nature alone. The light and sad melody sounded, and the faint flute rose and fell in the piano. The piano sound of the Prelude was melodious and elegant, and then a flute played a gentle and sad melody. At the end of the song, the flute disappeared, leaving only a sigh from the piano, which drifted away the sadness that had not been condensed in the song. Sounds slow knock, flute xiang zhu. The keys in the rolling world of mortals are accompanied by the light and shadow of the fleeting years in the thousand-year flute, dancing the sentimental feelings of Falling Flowers and falling into the city, and pouring out the desire to fly over the world of mortals to your heart’s content. The sound of the piano is like water, and the flute is like a song. Every gentle note and every lingering syllable can attract people’s imagination. Tweedle such as trails cloister beauties, pick up broken beautiful things. The flute is like a painting fan with ink, and the water is broken. A flute has melted all the joys and sorrows of the ages. A row of keys recounts the endless vicissitudes of the world. Listening to such a perfect and harmonious interpretation makes people blend into the artistic conception depicted by music. Through the sound of the flute, I vaguely saw a watery and soft woman living in the courtyard of a water pavilion. Sometimes she was upstairs, sometimes under the eaves of the corridor, sometimes beside the lotus pond, sometimes walking on the long, wet bluestone path. The endless red in the deserted garden drifted from one end to the other. The daily needlework made her sad and self-pity, and the perennial boudoir life made her lonely and sad. A woman locked in her boudoir was crying and asking flowers without saying a word, and the Red flew over the swing. A chaotic word tells how many troubled times in the world of mortals? And a red word has read all the purple and red in the world, which is as prosperous as a dream. The chaotic red flies in two memories! How many emotions can a song contain in life? “Red in chaos” is like a beautiful woman telling the story of the past sadly and moving in the light music, what the bleak flute shows is the sadness released by the full of sadness and pain. This reminds me of Lin Daiyu who was as weak as water and frowned in A Dream of Red Mansions, but she was a beauty and a thin life in a rich family. The wind and rain were as dark as the wind and rain, and the red was everywhere. The graceful figure under the flower tree couldn’t help crying bitterly, picking up the fallen flowers all over the floor alone. Flowers, flowers, flowers, flying all over the Sky, who is pitiful when the Red fragrance is broken? A song “The Song of buried flowers” sang the sorrow in Daiyu’s heart. She is a woman who is proud of the world and unique in beauty, has no talent, and has a higher heart than the sky. However, she eventually fades like a fallen flower in the best years. I tried my tears for a lifetime to repay the kindness of the last life, and I still remembered the person I loved most when I was dying. I wish the Emperor would come to the world and find a pure land again. The essence is clean and clean, and a song named “the red of chaos” will be sung. The sound of the flute, accompanied by the ups and downs of the piano music, will be surrounded by the ears and floating, let me deeply intoxicated! The music which was as fragrant as orchid was like a piece of red, flying over the swing in my dream, also made my heart ups and downs, and my heart moistened inexplicably. Who’s the red world? Whose eyes are blurred? Who messed up my world of mortals? Let me wander on the edge of injury and pain. Who disturbed my whole life to realize my dream? With me galloping between dream and reality. Deep in the red, I have been standing at the ancient ferry for thousands of years! Is who? Holding a paper umbrella, walking in the misty rain. Is who? Crumpled branches spring, scattered pink. Is who? Teach misty rain blurred, floating eyeful bleak. Is who? Looking back from the dim light with Yingying’s words, and turning away with silent silence. Who is waiting for and who is guarding? Who is the passer in the world of mortals, who has stayed for whom? There are too many passers-by and too many helplessness in life! Flowers bloom, colorful years like water, sadness dispersed, ups and downs with the wind. Love is flying in the world, the scenery is still there all the way, and people are all at the end of the world. The fate of heaven begins with meeting, but falls on the way. The flowers fall intentionally, but the flowing water is ruthless, and the wandering sorrow of separation, who knows? Deep love passes away, leaving only sigh in the world! I missed the prosperity, and there were ethereal sorrowful fans everywhere. When snowflakes are attached to my temples, when my life is old, those past events of years have precipitated the fragrance of my heart, which has been sealed in the deep memory. In the days without you, I kept my encounter with you quietly, but I only felt lonely with words. I love the emotion in my heart. My fingertips are dancing on the keyboard. Every flying word has your shadow. Between the lines is the love of my life. At this moment, the night is already deep. I curled up in the chair and listened to “red in chaos” over and over again. Chen Yue’s gentle flute circled between her ears, and the lonely shadow was swaying and listening to the broken strings. The indifferent sadness flows quietly in the slow music. The flowing music is a kind of mood of people. When you are happy, it will give people happiness; When you are lonely, it only gives people sadness. Sleep with the song, wake up in the morning when you shake drunk at night. I wander around the edge of my dream, expecting to see you smile when I look back, but I can’t hold the lovesickness at this moment. 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…