Problems caused by selfishness (essay)

Country and small family in people’s mind who is more important and who is less important? It depends on one’s consciousness and thoughts. In the era of grasping economy, many people think that money is a good thing, thought is not important, and learning is a waste of time. Therefore, many strange phenomena appeared in the society: being a thief without shame and a robber; Not afraid of legal counterfeiting and selling, offering bribes and taking bribes; Not fond of labor to cheat cheat people and enjoy fun in time; don’t be selfish for others, covet enjoyment, etc. In the past, when Chairman Mao was alive, he repeatedly advocated private criticism, relying on the masses to expose selfish cadres and masses, making selfish people stink, and implementing proletarian dictatorship to criminals. In return, the social atmosphere is good. Most people are patriotic, most people love the Communist Party, most people love Labor, most people love hard work and plain living, most people act bravely, and most cadres set an example …… at that time, no one dared to gamble in urban and rural areas, no one believed in superstition, no one engaged in extravagance and waste, no one was selling drugs, no one was spoiling the law, no one was engaging in prostitution, no one was smuggling, no one was selling fake products, etc. There are examples in all fronts. No one is willing to be a backward member of the unit or a backward member of the team. Vigorous labor enthusiasm makes people excited and happy. The noble sentiment for the public is admirable and touching. Learning from Lei Feng has become the action of men and women in the whole society. From this point of view, selfishness should not be careless. Those cadres who were in power slipped from the locomotive to the garbage position, which was just an expansion of selfish desires! For themselves and their families is their work goal. Those citizens who violate the law and discipline are also selfish, which leads to their ignorance of the law and discipline and do whatever they want. The decline of social atmosphere is related to the public opinion that should be magnified with courage, and the flag that makes a few people get rich first. If the social atmosphere is broken, the common people are the first to be unlucky, terrible. What do you think those low-income people eat? Wearing? Play what? It is difficult to raise children, buy houses, live in hospitals, go to universities and find jobs, all of which are workers, farmers, students and peddlers who cannot become rich! In 27th day of last month, Zhao Peng, the head teacher of No. 1 High School in Guantao, Hebei province, was only 30 years old. Due to low income and great pressure from family and work, he gave up his life and chose to commit suicide, which was chilling! Are there still few social tragedies of such people? We can no longer say that there is nothing wrong with selfishness, nor can we ignore selfishness, nor can we let selfish behaviors do nothing. Social problems are completely out of selfishness. Let’s think about it, isn’t it? Without limiting selfishness, is it possible for us to advocate for the public? I hope you can say one thing, and do another trick. Don’t play it! Selfish people are smart, while those who love helping others are fools. Many people think so, and some people say so! Book in the morning of 2012,06,03. 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…

Mother

That year, when she just turned three, her mother left her. My father told her that my mother had gone to a distant place and it would take a long time to come back! Come on, I will teach you how to fold small stars. When you fold a bottle full of small stars, mom will come back. Therefore, she used colored paper to fold little stars for fun every day, although the folding was not good. However, she tried very hard to fold, because she knew that when she folded a bottle of little stars, her mother would come back. She didn’t know why grandma always sang a song in the corner of nobody. That song was so desolate: cabbage, Ye Erhuang, three or two years old, without mother! Grandma often lifted her skirt and wiped her eyes while singing. Once, when grandma sang this song, she couldn’t help asking Grandma, what is mother? Grandma told her that mother was her mother. She asked, when will my mother come back? Grandma cried again. Grandma said, “Your mother has been away from home. She has gone to work far away. When she comes back, she will bring you a lot of delicious food! Good boy, you are obedient, you are obedient, mother will come back soon. At the age of five, my father led an aunt back home. The aunt looked so beautiful. My father said to her, “This is your mother. Hurry up, call her mother. She cried timidly: mother. The aunt held her in her arms affectionately and said, “good boy, how lovely. However, she felt a little confused in her little heart. Why is this mother so white? However, her mother in her memory was a little dark. For her mother’s memory, it was already very vague, but her mother looked a little dark, but she remembered it. She also looked a little black and looked like her mother. She didn’t know that after her mother left, many people introduced her father to her, but her father always lived in missing her, and he didn’t agree. He wanted to wait until his mood calmed down. In this way, the days passed gradually until one day she met her. Her shadow was the shadow of her lost wife, her hands, gestures and even her voice, they are all so similar to her. Women also love her very much. He also told her the fact that she had a daughter, but she said she was willing and she liked children. So. The girl has her mother again. Grandma said, this is your mother, you must obey! She nodded and asked grandma a question: why is mother so White while I am so black? Grandma said, silly child, your mother has to look better when she goes out to work. She has beauty and wiped white cream, so she turns white! The girl seemed to understand, but she knew that when mother came back, she could have Mother’s Love Again. No child laughed at her any more, saying that she was a child without mother. My mother was very diligent and neat. My mother’s arrival made my family look brand-new. My father’s complexion also became better. In the past, my father always sighed frequently, but now my father’s face is full of smiling faces. She went to primary school. My mother’s attitude suddenly became harsh. She checked her homework every day. As long as she wrote a wrong word, she would tear it off and rewrite it immediately; If she couldn’t recite the text, she would ask her to recite it there, when she finished reciting, when she went to bed, in the morning, before six o’clock, mother woke her up and asked her to recite English words; If she did something wrong or said something wrong, mother would criticize her severely; mother didn’t allow her to watch TV, play computer games, let alone stay outside after school; She never gave her pocket money. Seeing other children buying colorful snacks with small change, she was greedy. She thought, was I born by my mother? Otherwise, how could she do this to me? Then, she ran to ask Grandma, and she asked: Grandma, was I born by my mother? Grandma touched her kindly and said, “silly child, why didn’t you be born by mother? Look, the sweater your mother knitted for you, the toy your mother bought for you, and the delicious food your mother cooked for you all show that your mother loves you! She nodded, thinking of the sweater that mother knitted for her in the cold winter night and the delicious food that mother bought for her. With the growth of age and the rise of grade, mother’s requirements for her study became stricter and stricter. Once, she was lazy and didn’t recite the text. Mother punished her and made her kneel, when can I go out to play after I finish carrying it. She grew up and had self-esteem. She thought this mother was too strict and she was not her own mother. She would talk about her because of small things, such as throwing socks everywhere, not folding clothes, sitting or standing…… She became more and more unbearable, and a trace of hatred gradually emerged in her heart. She thought, I must take an ideal university and go out of this House to find my own happiness. She became more hardworking and diligent. Her exams were almost the first in the whole grade. After the college entrance examination, she was admitted to a famous university. She breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally I could leave this home without warmth and mother. She was very pleased that she would leave this house. She is already eighteen years old, and she is graceful and graceful. She raises her hand and acts properly, which is so decent. On the night of college, my father talked with her in the living room. Dad told a secret that she had wanted to know for years but couldn’t believe. She was not born by mother! Her mother left her because of liver cancer when she was three years old. What mother did was for her good. She hoped that she could achieve something, so that she could live up to her mother under Jiuquan. Hearing her father’s words, she had already burst into tears. At this time, she came over and threw herself into her arms, shouting loudly: Mother- Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) 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…

No Longer Lonely

I suddenly realized why marhes wrote “One Hundred Years of Solitude”. He himself must be lonely, perhaps only “One Hundred Years of Solitude” was his friend. He showed the lives of lonely individuals one by one. Few of us can really understand him. He seems to tell us that every individual exists alone, and loneliness is the eternal theme. As long as we are sensible, loneliness will accompany us and become our true friends, and he will accompany us for the whole life. Think about it, who can truly understand your heart and the dearest one? Can’t. In my long and experienced life, only those friends in my childhood were naive at that time. Although the village was very poor, we didn’t need to consider what to eat next meal, only our parents frown, we can’t understand them at all, and it is so difficult to find food. They are even more sad when we start school, but we can’t understand how difficult tuition is. When we grow up, we find that we know less about our parents’ hearts. They also don’t even know the inner world of their children. The children have not grown up according to their intentions. They don’t know what writers are, nor do they know what it means to like drama. What they pay attention to is that they can see a lot of money, improve their family life and live a steady life. They are the generation of poor and scared, so that I am not the second generation of rich. At present, money is very important. Without money, you will be lonely and lose relatives and friends. This is not their fault. This is this era. This era is to become a partner with money. He will make people live at ease. With money, you can enjoy yourself. You can use money to buy things that are not enough to fill your stomach. I think, in reality, few people have true friends. They drink and worry when they are lonely. In fact, their hearts have already been down and down, which can be said to be lonely or even boring, although he could spend a lot of time and drink, his body was liberated, and nobody knew his inner heart even when he was naked. He also doesn’t know others, and even he can’t say clearly why he did this. This is the loneliness of many people, a kind of current situation, most of the time I don’t know what to do in a room, and even drive myself to do something meaningless. In fact, we all need something to fill our hearts with the dimension of time, which is the need of this era. At this time, maybe literature can help you and help you solve your problems. Maybe you can have a try. It is a life journey that you have never touched. Here, you can listen or explain. You can also pick up your pen and write down the poems in your heart and your own life story, which is a happy and beautiful thing. (This article is dedicated to prose online, thanks to editors, I hope more friends can join prose online, and I hope more people can return to literature and art) 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…

Why perplexed

I always feel that I am still very young. I remember that I went to a former colleague’s home during the Spring Festival. My colleague’s father-in-law is actually more than ten years older than me, and I finally think he should be an elder, after all, his grandson was older than my daughter, so I naturally called him Uncle, but my colleague’s father-in-law was ungrateful to my polite title, so as to leave a big joke. Confucius said: I have five out of ten, but I am dedicated to learning. 30 stands, 40 does not confuse, 50 knows destiny, 60 is obedient, 70 does everything. No more than a moment. However, I finally failed to verify this theory of Confucius when I entered the age of not being confused. In the age of not being confused, I did not realize that I could distinguish clearly and think carefully when I encountered something; After all, I did not follow the circumstances, and I did not feel satisfied. In the age of 40, there is still the collision of blood gas square steel; In the age of 40, there is still an angular personality. A folk proverb says: no hair at 30, no wealth at 40, short circuit at 50. At the age of 40, there was neither a sign of being rich nor a proof of being rich. Therefore, I thought that I might still be in the stage of learning and ignored the fact that I had entered middle age. In fact, sometimes in retrospect, it should be at least a good thing to keep a young mind. It will not be decadent because of the recent twilight, and still strive for the realm of development and wealth, secular life is more secular. Life always needs some motivation to drive itself forward. If you are confused, you should be confused. Mr. Banqiao said that being confused is actually an extreme state of life, and there is no need to see the world so thoroughly. Looking back on the above words, I suddenly felt that there was a smell of perfection. Maybe it was because I was 40 years old but neither rich nor confused, so I found reasons for myself to open up. There is no need to think about the truth. Although it is 40, there is no need to be confused. Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) 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…

记忆的边缘线

一直以为六月的雨不会来的太过唐突,可是刚才还是阳光明媚的午后,早已被阴霾笼罩,黑压压的云像是许久被栓在铁链上的凶猛的野兽,挣脱束缚后,开始四处逃窜,遮蔽了白云、蓝天以及宇宙中所有可以遥望地球的星系。随后,大雨如期而至。 透过窗户向外看,雨势并不大,却让人莫名的伤感。我把头倚在窗台上,雨水肆无忌惮地闯入我的视线,然后在玻璃窗上汇聚成更大的水珠,从眼前划过。我目光呆滞地望着窗外,双手下意识地摸了摸眼眶,没有眼泪,却分明可以看到窗上映出的泪痕。 还记得上次回家时,油菜花开满了田野,大片大片的浅绿色枝丫上开出黄色的小花,而此时,放眼望去,只不过一个荒芜的田梗连接着另一个更加荒芜的田梗。曾经的满目苍翠仿佛在一夜的春风中消失了大半个风景,再也难觅那一抹仅有的让人心动的绿草坪。 还来不及遗忘的记忆 从没有什么时候像现在这样怀念高中的生活,我想起了四季,想起了她穿着浅黄色T恤的模样,那个像荷花一样清新自然的女孩,蓬松的头发,额头上夹着一个HelloKitty的发夹,走路的时候脸上总是露出淡淡的笑容。每次和她走在一起时,我总会问她旁边那些花卉树木的名字,而她会不厌其烦的说给我听,一遍又一遍,虽然我还是会忘记。不过在那之前,我竟不知道我们学校里也有香樟,我经常告诉身边的人,有机会一定要去看看香樟,看看它是不是像它的名字一样美。我记得当时他们只是一个劲儿地点头,我想他们肯定也不认识。 她总是嫌我走得太快,我说她是属乌龟的,然后她就停下来,也不说话。我只好倒退回去,冲她挤出一个呆呆的笑容.她看了看我,笑了,我也笑了。 其实有很长一段时间,我真的很高兴,因为有她这个妹妹,我误以为这样可以让我以一个旁人无法享有的姿态去关心一个人,可是后来我逐渐明白,自己错的有多离谱。要走进一个人心里是有多么困难,任凭我用尽全身的力气去靠近,却始终无法跨越我们之间的隔阂。不知道从什么时候开始,我和一些人开始疏离,逐渐变得陌生,只能用冷漠的面孔来面对彼此的擦肩而过。 毕业晚会的时候,我清楚的记得坐在旁边的HLB哭了,不停的擦着眼泪,前面的小虞也哭了。我一直在想,要怎样单纯的人才会为了一些无关痛痒的人的离开流眼泪?又或许是自己太过麻木,无论是一朵鲜花的调落,还是谁为谁颠覆了整个城市的雨水,我都不会流下哪怕一滴眼泪。至少我一直这样认为。 我是一个对摄像头极其敏感的人,那天所有的人都在教室里留影,或欢喜,或悲伤,或沉默,我一个人站在阳台上,外面的风很大,窗户被猛烈地撞击,发出 咚咚 的声响,地面上的灰尘被风卷起,抛向几十米的高空。偶尔有沙砾越过栏杆,吹到眼睛里,我使劲的眨眼,一滴眼泪滴到水泥地面上,然后蒸发,水蒸汽在我眼前消散,飘向远方。间或有朋友出来找我合影,我只是摇头,没有过多的解释,依旧面无表情地看着对面那幢高耸的墙面上贴着红色瓷砖的教学楼。 我不会做没有意义的事,而于我而言,朋友之间,无需太多地去回忆我依然会记得,而那些我不想记住的人,即使是合一张影,把相片冲洗出来,挂在墙上镶上花圈,我还是会忘记。所以留影是一件毫无意义的事,这又回到了原点,我不做没有意义的事。朋友说,我只是在等待着自己被遗忘。 漆黑的夜色,周围是混浊的泥泞,又如同清晨氤氲的雾气,模糊了我的眼睛。身后不断有闪光灯在闪烁,像是在夜空中绽放的烟花。我想,很快我就会被淡忘了吧!因为在闪光灯凝固的瞬间,所有人都留下了,只有我还在一个人的版图中挣扎。 临走的时候,一个相对陌生的面孔出现在我面前,他对我说了一句话,让我有些诧异,那种感觉就像一只蚊子趴在我的手上,可是额头竟然会疼痛,那种荒谬却又真实的存在感。他说: 你身上有一股游子的味道,四处游荡,在寻找什么?还有你沉默时的眼神,你又是在思考什么?人生的路很长,希望你能找到答案。 我不曾想到一个从未踏入我国度的人所说的一句话,竟然会让我如此难过。当时我一时语塞,连一句再见都还没来得及说出口。 想想自己快十八岁了,我自己也不知道是否已经找到答案?或者说,我做了一个很长很长的梦,醒来的时候发现自己已经沉睡了十八年,才开始怀疑,开始寻找,开始珍惜。甚至于我不知道这次的苏醒是重生还是死亡?一个跨越了十八年的沉睡,一觉醒来,死去的是我十八年的青春,还有那个冗长的梦,无法用美好或者疼痛来概括的梦;重生的不过是一个丑陋的躯壳,颓废而安静。 时光在捕风捉影,六月的雨漫上梦的末梢。清晨,一团白色的气体浓淡相间地缭绕在山间,早已分不清是雾气还是毒气。我睁开惺忪的睡眼,感觉肩膀有些疼痛,起身后才发现,镜子被我压碎了,一块块玻璃碎片像是水晶一样璀璨,灼伤了我的眼。背上化出一道浅浅的伤口,开始渗出血来,红色的,像是床上的毛毯一样鲜艳。我捡起一块大的玻璃,整理自己凌乱的头发却发现不知不觉中已经长出了满头白发,像是枯萎的芦苇,随风摇曳,玻璃从指尖滑落,破碎在水泥地上,那些小的碎片,像是水面上溅起的泛白的水花,正在发亮,在燃烧。 那些我一直念念不忘的 高中最后一个寒假的时候,梦瑶的名字开始频繁地出现在耳边,她跟我说了很多很多事情,关于她的家庭,关于她的爱情,偶尔会聊到凌晨以后才睡觉。每次我笑她像个男孩子,她总是反驳说她很温柔;而一旦聊到她的学习,则会很不屑地说她的成绩不好纯属意外。 我一直是一个生活在人群之外的人,所以我经常说,我不是候鸟,无需成群结队地飞翔。放假的时候,同学到KTV里唱歌,古月骑车到我家里直接把我拖上车,到台球室集合,中途我和小G借口回家拿东西溜出来,然后在去小G家里的途中我又随便找了个借口,然后一个人跑到书店里看杂志。以至于后来他们扬言要整我一顿。 我总是给自己无穷无尽的幻想,我幻想着有一天我眼前的山全部移为平地,然后我可以一直向东,一直向东,看到上海的东方明珠塔;或者一直向南,向南,我和陌言在丽江上泛舟。那里的天空比任何地方都要蓝,太阳初出水平面时,水面上波光粼粼,船桨拍打江面,激起泛白的水花,浪花溅到她的脸上。微风渐起,江面上或深或浅的涟漪围绕着我们的小舟,然后越来越远,越来越远,直达那个被日出的光芒笼罩的地方,那里的蝴蝶胆子特别大,停歇在我们肩膀上,扇动着粉色的白色的翅膀,陌言把手掌摊开,蝴蝶竟然毫无顾忌地停在她的手心上,安静而优雅。 临近过年时,我约嫣然出来见面。早上七点多的时候,我打电话给她,她还在睡觉;上午十点,她说她在家里洗衣服,我只好跟朋友到公园里闲逛,后来去溜冰场溜冰。十二点左右,嫣然发短信告诉我,她还在洗衣服,我很纳闷她家里是堆了几年的衣服?可以让她洗两个钟头。 第一次见到她时,她穿着棕黄色的外套,披散着头发,眼神清澈,却又不同于四季的那种纯净,四季的眼神中总是流露出一种似有若无的忧伤和失落,让人心疼,而嫣然的眼睛干净透亮,容不下一丝忧愁。我想起以前聊天时她告诉过我,在很多人面前,她总是习惯性地佯装快乐。 有些人一辈子可能都只会见到一次,此后便是擦肩而过的无奈与落寞,但是你还是会觉得她在那一刻的笑容掩饰了周围所有的是是非非,包括时空的变幻,然后永远都不会轻易忘记,仿佛时间是在那一刻定格,再也无法抹平那时被她触摸过的褶皱的年轮。 嫣然是一个安静的女孩,也许是过于羞涩,那天没有说太多的话便分开了。临走前,我送给她一幅自己很久以前画的漫画。画上是一个和她一样素面的女孩,头上系着一个蝴蝶结,丝带随风飘扬,划过一道优美的弧线。画的背面是一首现代诗,当然,这是说的好听一点,说的直白一点,就是一篇文字稍微华丽的散文竖着来写。另外,去掉标点符号。 后来,梦瑶拉着我和她一起去爬山,一路上傻笑傻笑的。我们在山顶的小庙里各自求了一支签,当然,在此之前,我曾为求姻缘签还是功名签,又或者是姻缘和功名各求一支而犹豫了片刻。由于她穿的是马靴,所以下山的时候走的比上山还慢!可还是挺开心的,她时不时地拉着我的衣角,我真的有点担心她一脚踩空,把我拉下去垫背了。从那次以后,我做了一个决定:以后她要是再找我陪她出去,我就把自己打晕!第一次看见一女的可以傻笑两个钟头不带歇的。 其实我们关系一直不错,或者说她和每个人关系都很好吧。每次有活动的时候,我们清点人数,总是把她算作半个男的。而说起她的爱情,真的是有些捉摸不透,应该没人知道她喜欢的是谁,因为每次和她走在一起的男孩都不一样。 回想起这一切的种种,终究都已经过去了,再也无法重演。 刻下来的幸福时光 不知道什么时候,门外泥泞不堪的小路被水泥路所替代。以前每到下雨天,那些吭吭哇哇的水沟里就积满了混浊的泥水,现在再也看不到那条被车轮的痕迹反复雕刻的黄泥路了,看不到车辆疾驰而过时溅起的水花,无论路旁的小草如何努力的探出头来,也再看不到行人走过时,一抹绿色半遮着脚印的场景。那条伴随着我们一起成长的小路,如今已经在记忆中苍老,然后等待着被遗忘,无法回头了。就像我们无知无觉中逝去的年华。 我骑着单车穿过那块被梧桐树的树荫笼罩的青石板,穿过小时候我们曾经捉过鱼的小池塘,穿过一些老去的变得陌生的面孔,穿过路边一株不知道名字的野花,穿过那片被我们折叠的纸飞机贯穿的天空,穿过门前堆积的沙砾。然后才明白自己早已长大。风缭乱了我的头发,长长的刘海遮住了眼睛,汗水从一根白头发上滑过,然后沿着发尖坠落,滴落在同样潮湿的地面上,发出 叮咚 的响声。 由于老家比较偏僻,附近没有地方可以充话费,再加上移动的不尽人情,欠费后便立即停机了。过了很长一段时间的与世隔绝的日子,整天整天的呆在家里,也不出门。我的房间很大,里面只有一张床,床头是几本看过的书,和两本牛津大字典,没事的时候我总是喜欢随便翻翻。另外有一个黄褐色的小熊,记得是很久以前从姐姐那里抢来的,现在充当着备用枕头的角色,我经常侧躺在床上,背靠着小熊,以至于后来发现它的鼻子被我靠歪了,怎么也弄不回来。有一段时间天气炎热,晚上睡觉会不规矩的乱动,早晨睁开眼才发现小熊满脸惨淡愁容的,躺在离床一米远的地板上。有时候我在想,如果有一天它不见了,也许我会更加孤独。 屋子的一个角落里是一个衣柜,准确的说,只能算是一个储放衣服的地方,是布料的,但不清楚是什么材制。旁边是一个红褐色的茶几,上面摆放着一个蓝绿色的台灯,但是茶几的位置离窗户比较远,所以我只是偶尔坐在那里整理以前收集的素材。在邻窗的地方有一张桌子,桌上是一台电脑,可是几个月前中病毒了,现在基本上只是个摆设而已。 房间里还来不及添置更多的家居,因此显得格外空旷。正前方是一个很大的窗户,窗帘是橙黄色的,像绸缎一样柔软。天气晴朗时,阳光透过窗户照到木地板上,留下深色和浅色相互交错的光斑,我会把脸贴在窗帘上,阳光的温度传递到脸颊,大脑,然后蔓延到全身。下雨的时候木板微微凸起,走在上面会发出 咯吱咯吱 的响声,像是旧式阁楼里木制的楼梯。 我把自己关在屋子里,耳边放着轻缓低沉的音乐,仿佛看到山涧的小溪沿着石缝缓缓流淌,从山顶顺流而下,然后在山脚下汇聚成小的河流。 很长一段时间没有收到婕妤的短信,感觉有点不适应,虽然她曾反复埋怨以前我有说过她烦之类的话,到后来我都不好意思否认了,但是每当想起自己曾经被那么一个人深爱过,心里总是暖暖的,就像一个人给自己冷漠的心墙开了一扇窗,让它重新见到阳光。无论那个人自己是否爱过,但是她的存在注定成为记忆里最璀璨的一颗恒星,无数的记忆和过往的点点滴滴围绕着她无休无止地转动,永远都找不到终点。 十八岁以前我一直讨厌听到爱情这个词,从初中我就讨厌听。我一直认为,一些人口中所谓的爱情是对这个词本身的亵渎。所以每当我身边的人开始沦陷,我会义无反顾的上前劝阻,若是劝阻无效,我便会离开。每次我和别人说起这些,一些人或许表示不屑,更多的人觉得我过于偏执。我始终记得陌言临走前说的那句话,她说: 安若,以前我一直想改变你的固执,现在我不想了,因为我知道自己改变不了。其实,在你身边的时候,我一直很害怕,害怕什么时候自己不经意间的举动会触动你固执坚守的原则,然后你便会悄无声息的离开。 其实仔细想想我们不应该去想这些,而宁愿花更多的时间去想游戏,篮球以及永远也做不完的题。 我借朋友的手机打电话给婕妤,本想告诉她我的手机停机了。可是最最悲催的是,还没有讲到正题,朋友的手机也停机了。不过很快收到婕妤的信息,她说等她有钱就帮我充话费。当时我高兴了老半天,可是事实是:一天,两天 都掰着手指头过去了,她还是没有动静,而且话费越欠越多。 我身边有很多这样的朋友,和我一样向往流浪的生活。我经常跟他们说,以后我一定要去不丹,那个很小很小的地方,听说那里是全球公民幸福指数最高的国家。我想知道他们脸上能不能漫出我想要的地老天荒,我想看看在那里是不是连墙角也会开出姹紫嫣红的花? 记得很久以前NONO说过,流浪是没有终点的。有一次语文考试时,阅读理解是一篇关于流浪的文章,而因为这个话题不是很符合教育纲领,往常是很少出现的,因此我难免有着兴奋。在回答问题时,我很恰当地用了他的那句话,结果试卷发下来,看到上面歪歪斜斜地勾了一个零分。我想肯定是命题老师太肤浅,抑或是NONO的话太过浮华,竟然巧妙地让我避过了所有的得分要点。 这次回到老家,我像往常一样,喜欢一个人散步,只是漫无目的的四处走走,却不说话。一直感觉不到多大的变化,只是邻家那个怎么也长不大的以前哪怕和异性说话都会脸红的小女孩现在已经学会了穿吊带,穿迷你裙,穿马靴,染一头红色的头发。每次遇见时她还是会露出甜美的笑容,露出好看的牙齿,只是比以前更漂亮了。可是我却丝毫察觉不到自己的愉悦,反而有着难过,我想,也许是自己还不适应一些人的蜕变吧。 只不过身边少了那么一些人的存在,感觉不到他们的气息,世界便坍塌了。六月中旬,后院里的葡萄树已经结满了嫩绿的葡萄,晶莹剔透的,不时的有小鸟在上空盘旋。我想,葡萄应该很快就会成熟了吧。 赞 (散文编辑:疏狂) 换个方式与这个城市继续厮守 早晨六点多出门,晚上快八点回来,至始至终迎接自己的只有静默;自从上了大学,周末的… 【原创随笔】弦言岁语 入冬以来,天干物燥,雪花缥缈,整个大地苍凉而且虚空。无论你的心情是度日如年,还是… 永远的军旅梦 永远的军旅梦 (甘肃康乐县 马晓春) 回忆像流星,划过无痕迹,模糊的眼睛,轮廓渐渐… 春雨 我像大地万物一样喜欢春雨。 新年刚过,天空就下起了丝丝春雨。我特别喜欢这江南的春… 弹拨梦想的雪花(修改) 临近年关,落下了第一场雪。 我在清晨惊喜地阅读到一幅长卷,洁白的是雪,灰黄的是树… 真我 流行瞬变,而风格永驻。 在别人身上可以闪闪发光的东西,放在自己这里却未必可以。 在…

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Today, the internet is broken, and I feel painful. I think that today’s idleness covers the most recent and even the most recent month. Gu Wu thought very sorrowful, afraid that my idleness was caused by resentment, which would bring harm to innocent people, so he asked for a movie as a scholar of Confucianism. This Confucian scholar has always been knowledgeable, and he has been famous all over the world only in ancient and modern times. All the scholars in the world treat each other with courtesy and feast with the way of guests. I am lucky to say something today, and I am lucky to live. The movie, named “Love the empty”, was produced in my vast country across the sea and a small country, which was called Japan by chinese. I said it was just a small Japan and a tiny place. How could I be a big country? Besides, the country is famous for adult films (note: AV) all over the world, and its cultural quality can be seen in general. Therefore, although I had many doubts and wandered around, I put the overall situation first and looked at them. After finishing, I will feel more. The film starts with a woman sitting on a tram, and ends with the woman getting off the bus. I disdain it because of the suspicion of making a fool of herself. In the first three or two minutes, the woman talked a lot about what it meant to love, saying: pain and pleasure (note: pain and happiness), sadness and pride. It is said that there is nothing new and different in autumn, which only makes it poison the brightness of my eyes and the wisdom of my ears. Then, this woman recalled the past, but this time was the real beginning of boredom. But for men and women, I am ashamed to mention the matter of gratitude and resentment. The only thing that goes deep into my bone marrow has to be mentioned. This woman is not a woman, and she is pregnant before she is unmarried. At the beginning, I thought his father and mother would be furious, denouncing his failure, his family morality and the lintel. However, his understatement is not contrary to the natural principles. Apart from my astonishment, I felt happy in my heart. How could the barbarian country become a great cause, and how could I take the path of my great country? But there was one thing I doubted since I was a child. A Japanese woman tied a pillow behind her waist, why? Today, I have already made it clear. This is due to the lascivious nature of Japanese women. When they meet men on the road, they are hungry and thirsty, that is, they take off the pillow around their waist and go to the clouds and rain together with them. If you get pregnant, you will take the place of pregnancy as the name. Today, most of Japan’s young children are named after place names, and the reason is so impressive. Therefore, there are many scumbags in this country, all of which are out of this. The ancients had a cloud: only grass and trees can show the spirit of the Earth. Today, when I look at the movies of Japan’s small country, it shows its culture and concept, which is contrary to those of our big country. Sigh almost! Although the People’s Republic of China has vast territory and abundant resources, I sincerely abide by the teachings of Confucius and Mencius and rule the country with courtesy. The woman of my country is generous and polite, and behaves appropriately. How can the barbarian sluts reach? So far, I have nothing to do with my computer. I hope that what I say today can gain the insight of the Chinese people and the prestige of the great power. This is the beginning of saving the nation in my article. 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…

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…

I’m drunk and fall asleep, love is lingering

The spring breeze is green on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me. The summer wind is warm, the willow is green, the blue sky is thin, the smile is slight, the local style, the dream is drunk, and the journey of thousands of miles begins with the first step. When I stood on this familiar and unfamiliar land, looking at the Broad and tidy streets, the tall buildings nearby, the green and shady rows of trees, breathing the fresh and sweet nostalgia, at this moment, it is like dream, truth and reality. The passion is boiling in my heart, this city, my hometown-Changchun. You once endowed me with life, cultivated me to grow up, and gave me the courage to work hard, the fighting spirit and the mind to travel. Now, a wandering person with thousands of miles of dreams will come back to your arms again, feeling your broadness, your awe-inspiring northern temperament, the fire of your life and the spirit of your marrow. A feeling of heartfelt joy and safety is warming my whole soul, making me happy, excited and passionate for a long time! It makes my heart feel like drunk and lingering! My mother in my hometown, how can I dedicate my heart to my innocence, how can I express my excited feelings, and how can I feel your love to the fullest! Feel the everlasting mercy of your great mother! Sea rise bright moon, end of the world total. Tonight, after 25 years of separation, I came to the former school building again, searching for the foot marks of the years, searching for the lofty aspirations and the gentle and long tree-lined path, shrouded in the hazy orange light and shadow, stepping on the footprints of youth and romance, accompanied by the notes of memory, spinning, intoxicated, singing and dancing. The first lover is following the most sweet and romantic serenade of life, seeking, dreaming, feeling drunk and lingering! Now, the Moonlight moves, the old love is lonely, and the path is still dreamily lingering, infatuated, savoring and chasing carefully, looking for a couple of fragrance in the heart! Sleep like drunk, love is lingering! The time in a hurry, the vast sea of people, the tide rising and falling, 25 years is like a snap of a dream, although the years ruthlessly outline the vicissitudes of the ditch, but still unable to resist the boiling passion. The 25 years of life are so short and long, making life like a passionate stroll, a dreamy tired journey, with satisfaction achieved and pleasure of unloading armour, there is also a heroic vision for the future! Not far away from the school building is the beautiful shore of the South Lake. Changchun people are proud of it. Standing on the magnificent South Lake Bridge, they overlook the clear water of the lake, the light breeze of the night, the shallow waves of the lake, the bright moon falling down, and dream, what a beautiful lake and moonlight, what a dreamland! The fashionable young people at the bridgehead put up passionate dance music, dynamic rhythm, attractive midnight, stepping on the dribs and drabs of youth, dancing full of homesickness, I am intoxicated by the midnight of my hometown tonight, letting the moonlight fall in love and the stars feel jealous. One what year will, Wanli hometown. Hometown-in the evening after 25 years of separation, you also intoxicated me, lingered me and made me happy! Young people who were ambitious and vigorous in those years, with your expectation, your entrustment and your instruction, were full of enthusiasm, leaving their hometown and mother. Now, wandering people, holding the bosom of a pure son, return thousands of miles away, worship you-my hometown, loving mother! A trickle stream, a leisurely hometown, a thousand miles of dreams, lingering love! Surging tide, dreamy Xisha, years gone, drunk to sleep! 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…