Just little woman

Sometimes, I feel lucky that I have lived in such a flashy world for 30 years and still have the virtue of innocence and goodness! Sometimes, I will be annoyed by my slow thinking and childish thoughts! I don’t want to listen to others telling all kinds of worries in life, nor do I want to be a listener of friends complaining about family dissatisfaction, nor do I want to find friends or family members nagging endlessly about all kinds of trivial matters in work and family. Everyone has his own business. He should handle his own business by himself. It is really lucky to be able to sort out his own affairs and manage his own life well! I am a very ordinary woman, and there is not much light and bright spot. But I have been working hard to improve my quality, because I think that only beautiful women who are not cute, thoughtful and characteristic are my pursuits! I like planting flowers and plants very much, but I have only raised a pot of daffodils and finally withered in the potted plants on the balcony. I really want to have a small garden where Azalea of various colors can be planted, but finally it can only be realized in my dream! I also like the setting sun, and the warmth and romance of sunset afterglow in the four seasons. Most of the time, I will imagine that at sunset, people who love each other quietly watch the sun gradually disappearing in the sky, and then listen to the sound of Moonlight kissing petals at a light night, so light, so light I prefer to enjoy this peaceful and peaceful mood in the lingering space of music, which is quiet, soft and beautiful. I also like to collect pictures of Azalea as a computer screen. People around me can see through my mood through the color change of Azalea every day. Red Azalea, happy mood, white azalea, depressed mood, purple azalea, a calm woman is like a flower, choose the right one among the immature youth of the flower bud, and the most beautiful bloom in the most splendid season of flower bloom, it is perfect to collect the Ever bright colors when the petals are about to fade! The world will not be fair enough to make every woman in the world beautiful, but it gives every woman Thoughts and Wisdom fairly. Women who always complain about the world all the time will finally list themselves as dissatisfied wives, poor, sad! While smart women know that in their most beautiful years, they will not leave regrets, know how to live, cherish themselves, and know how to give and cherish! Time flies, busy, have you ever thought about the true and false in the passing of time? Therefore, I like to record in space most, which is like another soul of mine, the real existence and the real existence. Such a soul, such a thought Sky, enjoy peace in the eternal soul! Give Your Heart a free space, and give yourself a free mood! Pour out without any cover! Happy, sad, are stored in this space, happy, unscrupulous laughter, sad, undisguised crying, so simple, so good! I have a very good feature. When I read very touching and beautiful words, I can write them down involuntarily and form a library in my mind. I miss them, these words will jump in my mind and become the best medicine for me to decompress during my busy work. I adjusted my mood slowly and relaxed my tired heart! The grass is green and yellow, yellow and green, still green. Leaves grow and fall, fall and grow, still flourishing. Flowers fade, fade and Bloom, still bright! Four Seasons can cycle, day and night are still alternating. And can I be more beautiful without my appearance? Beautiful women are pleasing to the eye, but youth is limited after all. Beautiful flowers make people fondle admiringly, but life is limited after all! Beauty is innocent, beauty is priceless, and beauty cannot last forever! Therefore, when I am still 30 years old, let me enjoy the youth more, enrich my heart, enrich my thoughts and stick to my dream! I want happiness to enter my heart forever. It is said that happiness and sadness control people’s mentality in turn. People have two hearts, one heart is filled with sadness and the other heart is filled with happiness, when I am happy, I want to laugh loudly, so sad that I run away with my head held in my arms! 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…

Where to Find bamboo sheath

The Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, and it is time to pack zongzi. Occasionally, I talked with my family. I said, “I don’t want to eat zongzi made by cotton thread. I will go to Geyuan to pick up bamboo cover and come back to make zhashi. Here, first explain the bamboo cover. Bamboo cover is the dialect of our hometown. I Baidu yesterday. The correct writing and pronunciation seems to be tuo, the fourth sound. That is the layer of leather wrapped in the outermost bamboo shoots. Family members joked that you should not be expelled as someone deliberately sabotaging the greening, trespassing the forbidden area. Just think about it, no one enters the garden, does not appreciate the scenery, just drill into the bamboo nest, and bend down to bow back, people don’t think it is strange to plot a wrong way. However, there is also a reason why I made this decision. I remember when I was a child, there were many bamboo forests in my hometown. Although they were not as magnificent as those in the south of Jiangsu, they were also very comfortable in front of and behind the house. Especially after the spring rain, those little bamboo shoots, magically, rushed out one by one, which often caught you off guard. Therefore, every time I walked in the bamboo forest, I had to stand on tiptoe for fear that I would step on this one and hurt that one accidentally. Every bamboo shoot came out and was wrapped by thick clothes, which was the bamboo cover that fell off later. Because of the different varieties of bamboo, the color of bamboo cover is also different. Like the little bamboo near my home, it is light water white, while the big ya bamboo near aunt’s home is covered with brown spots. As the bamboo shoots grow up slowly, the bamboo joints are raised, and the bamboo cover is gradually lengthened, thinner and soft until it falls off. So at that time, I picked them up, washed them at home, dried them in the sun, and made zongzi for my family during the Dragon Boat Festival. Sometimes I can’t wait to peel it, but I will regret it immediately. The place that was forcibly stripped was so delicate that it looked like a baby’s face. When the wind blew, it seemed that the marks could be scraped out. The rice dumplings made with bamboo and the boiled soup are clear and clear with a special fragrance, which is not comparable to the rice dumplings made with cotton threads in the market today. Therefore, at one time, I even thought that only the zongzi made with bamboo can be the real zongzi and the complete zongzi. Even, I once refused to eat zongzi because zhashi was not a bamboo cover. However, there are fewer and fewer zongzi made with bamboo. Because, with the scale, refinement and specialization of market economy, villagers no longer need to grow bamboo to make farm implements or living utensils like bamboo mat and bamboo chair. In such a large market, there are all kinds of commodities. What you want, as long as you have sufficient funds, you will have what you want. Besides, even if you want to be a craftsman, there is no such craftsman in the village. Therefore, many families cut down bamboo forests, planted other crops and bamboo covers, which naturally disappeared. But now, when it comes to the time of making zongzi again, I can’t help thinking of the fragrance of bamboo cover which was once left between my lips and teeth and the time of picking up bamboo cover. I don’t know when and where to pick up the bamboo cover again and smell the fragrance of the bamboo cover again…… 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…

Untitled

The telecommunication bureau called to inform me that the balance was insufficient, so I quickly typed the money. In addition to being surprised, I called to ask about the two mobile phones sent by the telecom company, one of which had overrun Internet traffic and had to stop the phone. After inquiring, my son used his mobile phone to surf the Internet, and he was driven out of the house in a rage. The weather is cold in winter, my son is out of the house, and he is missing. She cared about her children, regardless of the thin clothes, each community looked for them one by one. When hesitating, I was at a loss. I called to tell someone sad. Someone comforted me: money is something outside of my body, and it is not easy to raise my son, so I quickly find it back. I finally found it at a small stone bench in a community. My son repented deeply and cried bitterly. He replied, “I don’t know if the internet traffic is free, so I hope you can forgive me. She forgave her son. When the mother and son entered the house together, the master apologized to his son voluntarily, but also condemned his son’s behavior. My son listened to it modestly, and he must study hard to make his parents rest assured. Mr. Zhou answered a phone call late and went out, telling him that he would come back at eleven o’clock. She was too lazy to ask. Since the beginning of the couple, a kind of action agreement has been acquiesced, which does not interfere with each other’s privacy, including online private chat, Friends of the opposite sex and so on. The premise is that safety comes first, family comes first, and family harmony should be maintained. So far, the couple have been getting along happily. When she was bored, she published some small articles about her life in the forum, and was lucky to meet a friend in the forum. Good friend, Jian, extraordinary literary talent, I will stay in QQ in the future, and have a good talk with each other in my spare time. The original blog articles created by Jian are all of good literary talent. She watched every article carefully and never missed one. Last time I played in the online space, Beijing Xueyou teased and smiled, “did Lan Yan find it? She sighed in her heart that it was not easy to find a blue face. Keeping a healthy and upward relationship with Jian is also a respect for someone, no matter what someone thinks, in addition to talking with someone privately, in addition to talking with Jian freely, other netizens all refuse to chat vulgar. Also limit yourself, except for the rest days, try to buffer the Internet time, communicate with your children more, and study together. The above is what she thinks and encounters unpleasant things in her heart. I hope you don’t laugh. What I mean is self-comfort! 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…

Nostalgia [a]]

I often bathe and change clothes before going to sleep. When I closed the door and window, took off my clothes, washed the dirt with a basin of clean water, but there was no joy floating on my face. I know that a shiny mirror will not lie. My shadow was reflected on the mirror, and every spot and scar were vivid in my mind. But it doesn’t seem to matter. What matters is that I can’t see my heart. I heard the wind outside the window and the barking of dogs. I saw the dim light on my head. The cigarettes in my mouth were curling in the narrow indoor space. The arterial blood behind my head was flowing vigorously without stopping for a moment. I tried to squeeze out a little smile, but I was shocked by it; I rubbed the corner of my eyes, hoping to wipe out a tear, helpless, my stiff optic nerve was still numb and I didn’t wake up. I tried hard to search for even a little touched, I frowned and tried to make the closest contact with regret, and I failed. This is the case when you are alone. What should you do if you are crowded in the bustling crowd? Although the mirror is not a lie, it will not penetrate the heart. Whether it is separated from the foreskin of the body, everything should be viewed backwards? Beautiful people sing and dance, beautiful lights and wine. Fan Ye said: I want to write a history book, which can be spread through the ages. Therefore, over the past two thousand years, a Book of Later Han Dynasty was like a huge boat and a huge oar stirring the heartstrings of Chinese civilization. As a famous historian, Fan Ye has been spreading through the ages because of this great work of the Emperor. If the history could be reversed to the period of Southern and Northern Dynasties, we would be very lucky to see that a devil knife cut off Fan Ye’s drooping head. The accusation was simple and intended to revolt. It was almost impossible for a scholar to rebel. This accusation must be imposed. However, if Fan Ye was really an honest man, would he have such an end? Fan Ye’s unfilial piety had already left a dark cloud in Emperor Wen’s heart. In front of him, he was rich in mountain and sea, silky and satin, and his mother lived in the humble house to eat chaff and swallow vegetables, and his clothes were just a cover; He served as general ningshuo in Changsha, but his mother passed away but refused to go to, it is almost inevitable to kill the head. Some experts and scholars think that reading history should be from the current perspective. However, apart from the historical background and cultural customs at that time, we can only say that Fan Ye has made outstanding contributions. As for being a humble person, it is regarded as a section and ignored. Many years ago, Mr. Guo Moruo wrote an article named “The 300th anniversary of Jiashen”, which caused a sensation at that time. The main content is nothing more than to feel sorry for the failure of Li Zicheng, the King of adventure. It can’t be denied that the uprising of Li Zicheng promoted the historical process, which provided reference for future rebels. But I don’t think so. The situation in those years, the Qing Dynasty knocked at the gate, and the war burned under the Beijing city. Li Zicheng, as a citizen of the Ming dynasty, led the troops and killed them wantonly. According to the “History of the Ming dynasty. Biography of Li Zicheng, Li Zicheng and Liu Zongmin killed hundreds of millions of people in several years, almost all of whom were ordinary people. Li Zicheng had a characteristic that what he had done must be slaughtered, which meant: it was useless to leave it if he didn’t obey me; Since he obeyed me, he couldn’t leave it to the enemy. A piece of stone was defeated, including the siege of Xiangyang. Li Zicheng unexpectedly indulged his subordinates in killing civilians and traded with the Qing army with cooked human flesh. If we read history from the current perspective, then Li Zicheng should be sentenced to the crime of anti-humanity. But in the eyes of Chinese historians, he was a fighter of revolution and a great man of history! Cangyang jiatuo, the sixth Dalai Lama, was called gesangjiatuo after his reincarnation. You are so smart, the dog guarding the house. Don’t tell others. I will go out at dusk and come back at dawn. If you see or don’t see me, I will be there, it is easy for us to imagine how anxious a handsome and powerful young man was to wait for the moment of meeting with his lover to come. However, who let Cangyang jiatuo be the spokesman of Buddha and the Dalai Lama? Goldin just died, but the smoke of war became stronger and stronger. War does not belong to people who are in love. Although Tanaka Gyatso can temporarily avoid peach garden and enjoy the delicious taste of love. However, most wars are wars between religions. In order to urge Cangyang jiatuo to put on cassock as soon as possible, some loyal supporters raped his lover while he was absent and told him that your love was not pure any more. There are also assassins sent by sangjie living Buddha, wave after wave. Assassins are easy to deal with, and Cangyang jiatuo is good at it, but where is his broken heart? Years later, when he passed away in Qinghai, would he regret to be a reincarnated Lingtong? No one knows. What I know is that generation after generation of Eminent Monks, either man-made, or really God’s will, will continue from generation to generation. Love, true love, may remain in the bottom of my heart and never disappear. It is just the carrier of love, but it is so sensitive and fragile. When I admired Su Dongpo’s ten years of life and death, and thought that there was no one for life and no two for literature, a deep sadness easily came to my heart! 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…

Boundless silk rain

yu lu incense, red candle, partial according painted hall Autumn thoughts. The eyebrows are green and thin, the temples are cloudy, and the quilt pillow is cold at night. Phoenix tree, three rain, not to leave love is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty steps drop to the bright. There were several downpours in “the worse”. As for the lingering light rain, I don’t even know how many there are, this made me romantic in the hazy autumn rain for several times when I was never used to wearing an umbrella. Although I was just a person, walking on the cement road with light and shadow, I didn’t know my way back, I don’t know the direction when I come! Occasionally, when it rains, I will think of the day when I was in the West Lake, holding a light blue oiled paper umbrella, walking across the Su Bank alone in the lingering spring rain, listening to the sound of raindrops knocking on the umbrella surface; when it rains heavily, I sit in the pavilion by the lake and watch the raindrops drop by drop on the lake surface, rippling into circles and circles, or look at strangers one after another. I don’t know what kind of stories were in my heart at that time when I passed by in the rain. However, at that time, what I struggled with was probably, do you want to create some beautiful or sad stories that belong to you. In the past years, those roads that have been traveled and those stories that have been depicted with great care eventually disappeared in those ignorant years along with the long-gone time. In the future, in the future, it is probably impossible to go the same way again. Maybe it rained a few more, and my mood became hazy and sad. Walking alone in the drizzle, unconsciously, thinking a lot, living, working and dreaming for a long time, but they have been doing nothing, without the sense of accomplishment they thought they would have, there was no corresponding return, which dissipated the once full enthusiasm, and even gradually killed the once determined fighting spirit! When I suddenly thought of the dream in The Green Years, I came in panic and blankly, like a child standing in the Maze who could not find direction and help, standing at the intersection where you can walk all over the sky but don’t know how to walk, you lost your way! I don’t know what kind of excuse to find, so that I can tell myself that tomorrow, or the tomorrow I once wanted? The inexplicable melancholy permeated in the boundless silk rain and could not find the release point. It overstocked in my heart and didn’t know in what form it should melt. In the early morning, I squatted in the corner of the wall, hugged myself gently, raised my head and looked up at the sky. I couldn’t see any light in the dark. When I thought of it, someone once said that I preferred to lie on the grass and stare at the sky, then I unconsciously thought of that warm afternoon in the chilly spring season. At that time, I sat on the grass like this, with my hands around my knees, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds at a 45-degree angle, people are no longer, only cool tears, quietly dripping, not into the neck, do not know where to return. It turns out that, really, it’s just, tears ask Flowers and flowers without saying a word, red flies over the swing, it’s all! 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…