Spring san yue

In the morning, the warm sunshine is bathing in the city. The sky in the distance is as clear as a wash, without a trace of cloud. I know that on a sunny day, I can’t tolerate clouds like smoke and sentimental clouds. I hope my heart is as bright as the blue sky. Unfortunately, today’s melancholy is stubbornly floating in the heart. What makes me so unhappy? After carefully sorting out the same thing in mind, it became more and more chaotic and added a layer of worry. The helplessness of cutting off the knife and flowing more water filled my heart again. Spring and March are the season waiting for willows to sprout and peaches and plums to be fragrant; They are the season of beauty and urging people to forge ahead. I lowered my head and asked myself: why not think about something exciting and happy from a different perspective? Thinking carefully, there are quite a few inspiring things: recently, Makino flute teacher published a collection of poems “Zhu Yu Shan He”, and Huashan Lun Jian teacher (Shanghai family) published a collection of prose “beautiful Chinese Chapter”, and the master behind me recommended me to read the works of his poetry friends, reminding me that I should write something that others have not written …… isn’t the encouragement of these literary friends the sunshine of spring and March, bright, warm, provide people with inspiration? What should be done today is to smile and pick up the pen to write the beautiful spring. My life is endless, and my knowledge is endless. There is frost on my temples in the blink of an eye. Do you want to waste a good time in the vanity? I couldn’t help laughing: how? Leaning over and looking around, the vigorous grass has already emerged from the ground; Looking up, the sudden willow buds in the strong wind have been faintly visible, and I feel ashamed again: in the bright spring, I really shouldn’t think about the dream that can’t be realized, and live up to the beauty of life and spring in March. The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the spring scenery is infinite. March in north China is a rare good weather. Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…

Home of mood

A cup of green tea washed away the tiredness of the journey, and the mood of returning home was happy. Seeing the healthy body of parents, the mood was more relieved. Although I came home in a hurry, I felt tired all over my body, however, it is not a kind of happiness to talk with parents, to talk with them, to listen to their parents talking about their parents’ shortcomings, and to the sound of dogs in the family. The city’s philanthropy the cruel pressure of the city’s heart, leave the busy work, leave the rush of the city, escape temporarily, go back to the parents and return to the harbor of the soul, hometown let the breeze of hometown blow away the cruelty of philanthropy temporarily. Lying in the place where I slept in my childhood, reliving my childhood memories, and letting the green wheat seedlings calm down the anxiety of my heart… looking at the green wheat seedlings, listening to the breast names, as if I saw that little girl who had nothing to do but to walk through the wheat seedlings, home is the harbor, home is the way back, full of tired heart, return to hometown, listen to the care of parents, temporarily forget the annoyance and annoyance, let the love of parents accompany, let the hometown accompany Like (prose editor: Rain dancing alone) 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…