As the saying goes, feeding village — lazy people don’t go out, and the weather is not sunny when going out

Lazy people naturally eat and do nothing. They either eat or sleep all day long, or they are idle and wandering around. In the village, people often laugh lazy but not poor. As long as people are poor and ambitious, they will still be respected by people. Although some families are poor, when you walk into his home, you will still see that the home is always well organized, clean and tidy. But the lazy man is different. His home is always in disorder, just like a messy linen nest, which is called pig nest vividly by people, because in the countryside, pigs are the most easy-to-eat, lazy and unsanitary animals, seeing that people are compared with pigs, I have already been disgusted to the point of being unbearable. Villagers always follow the production and living rules of seeing the sky before getting up early, that is to observe the astronomical phenomena, master the cloudy, Sunny, rainy and snowy weather, and arrange the production and life of that day. For example, in the autumn harvest season, if it is sunny, you can cut or beat wheat; If it is cloudy or rainy, you can plow or do other preparatory work. Sometimes the weather is obviously sunny, but a gust of wind will blow heavy rain in the afternoon, so we have to rely on experience to make an accurate judgment. Lazy people do things, of course, different. He has his own style. To put it bluntly, he is aimless and free. He is too lazy to use his brains to plan, let alone fighting every minute like others. He always felt that the days were still long, and it was still too late to take time. Therefore, others had begun to sharpen their swords and prepare to cut the sickles, but he was still in the red sun and had no worries; When others began to clean up the mess, he began to play wheat. Sometimes when he saw the bright sun, he spread the wheat to the wheat field and prepared to play. However, before he had shot it down, the dark clouds were dense, the Thunder and lightning were thunder, and he couldn’t clean it up and soaked it in the rain. He wondered: why did other people clean up everything before the heavy rain came, and how could they be so unlucky? In fact, he didn’t know at all that when others roared in the middle of the night, the wheat was nearly ready. When the lazy got up, the wheat was almost beaten. One day’s plan lies in the morning. Without a good start, how can there be a happy ending? Of course, if a lazy man doesn’t go out, it doesn’t mean that the lazy man doesn’t go out easily and doesn’t move. As long as he moves out, it will be cloudy and rainy. In fact, this sentence also proves the truth that everything is done in advance but not in advance is abolished. Because lazy people are lazy, the opportunity is definitely not good. As people say, opportunities often like those who are prepared, so lazy people are not prepared, and the chances of success are naturally very small, he encountered many setbacks when doing things, that is, the weather was not sunny. Lazy people always like to muddle along with each other when living a life. In the words of the banker, they will make do with it, which is definitely not as good as others. Then the situation of continuous rain in the House is not surprising. A few years ago, there was an upsurge of relocation in Murakami. Families with relatives and friends in places where cotton and fruit trees were planted in Xinjiang, Guazhou and so on were moved there, contracted or purchased some land to plant cash crops, A few years later, he made a beautiful turnaround. He went out of poverty and became rich and ran for a well-off life. He went back to his hometown once in a while. The villagers naturally marveled that it was no longer Wu xiaameng. There was no count of Admir, A lot of people felt itchy and stirring in their hearts, and there were some lazy men who thought it would be easy to get rich if money was born everywhere in other places. Regardless of others’ good advice, they ran after the storm. I didn’t expect that before long, I ran back desponately. Everyone told me how bad it was over there, smelling and snickering: I don’t know whether it is good over there, but I just need to work hard, you are lazy here. If a dog can’t eat shit when you arrive there, you even have nothing to eat. If you make a fortune, it is really a long time for God. So lazy words can’t be changed. It is the same everywhere. Others’ sunny days are their own continuous cloudy days. Therefore, if you want to go out for a sunny day by yourself, you need to be diligent in writing. You must know that the umbrella on your head is created by your own hands and mind. If you don’t want to be laughed at by the villagers, you have to dig out your own value first. Even if you are in trouble for a while, it is nothing. The key is not to get involved in lazy bad habits. 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…

If you want more, you can lie to me again

Finally, I still cried. When the tears flow down again without breath, do you know how much I miss you? Why, why not use a beautiful lie to wrap this candy with poison? My heart is so painful, so painful! Really reluctant to give up you, really! I am reluctant to give up those beautiful things I once had. Every moment is wonderful in the days of having you. Miss you, just at this moment, I am is so heartbroken, tears are crystal clear in the faint light of the mobile phone, what fades out is your shadow, why, why don’t you use a gorgeous dress to hide your naked soul any more? Do you know how hopeful I am? I wish you could say that it is not true, even if I know that you are lying to me, I am still willing to believe in you, really, really I have done everything, I want to accompany you through this journey, even if it is just a short moment, I am satisfied, I know that all the beauty is unreal. I may be like a goose flaming fire, but I am willing. As long as there is a word from you, I am willing to do anything, even if I live with life, what kind of pity do I have, my heart is given to you, what’s the use of keeping this body? I can’t remember how many sleepless nights this is. I am so tired and scared at such a night. My heart is full of you and your shadow. Why, why don’t you use a dazzling language to weave a colorful dream? Do you know? I wish you could say Miao again. It’s okay. No problem. I have you. Although I know that you don’t belong to me, I like that feeling. At that moment, I thought you were great, I really miss you so much, miss the little things I used to be with you, every street I walked together, the square that is not big but has many people, the concrete ground with worn pants, the flying badminton, there are also spatula in your hands, tumbling iron pan, various noodles, delicious pickled fish, mellow and delicious dishes, steaming boiled water, and I can’t forget the Riverside I walked with you, the mountain I climbed, the ancient street I swam, the road I wandered, and the street leading to the square once recorded how many tears I cried and how many packs of tissue you wrapped! When I walked on that street alone, I thought the road was long, but when I walked with you, I hated it for being too short! People are always struggling in this or that kind of contradiction. I don’t know how much do you remember all this? I know that the dream has broken and everything has gone away. When you said that I would pull you black, I heard the sound of heartbreaking. I am reluctant to give up, you know, I am really reluctant. People who can’t see you, can see the virtual number, I am also happy, I believe that you are reluctant, if you are willing, why don’t you pull me black? I still remember when I was washing the dishes, the first time you told me that I was watching you work, and I was distressed. You know, at that moment, I cried, but I didn’t let you see it, in the several months we spent together, you almost didn’t let me cook, drag the floor, or even burn the bath water for several times. You know, you spoiled me, now I forget everything, how do you let me live in the future? I am really lonely in the days without you. No matter how beautiful the morning glow is, it is only fog. No matter how beautiful the setting sun is, it is just sunset. I am so tired and tired. It is dawn, and it is another sleepless night! Why, why don’t you lie to me again, let the faint flame in my heart continue to burn. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Birthday gift

At the age of 30, I want to give myself a wonderful gift. My birthday before the age of 17 is spent in my mother’s full of love. I have left my warm home and mother’s arms since I was 17 years old. Every birthday when I stepped into the society, I would give myself a day off and 365 days of busy work, I hope that one day I will be relaxed and free! 18, 19, 20 these beautiful figures have become the past. Maybe we can still meet in dreams and meet me quietly in dreams, let me still vaguely feel the beauty brought by youth in my heart. Is it bad to have a dream? In the dream, the young and lovely little woman in a white dress wandered in the warm sunshine and danced in the crowd of azaleas. The wind blew my long hair and raised my skirt, which was so touching that it made me jealous and mad! Youth, nice! In the world, money can be wildly squander, while young people can’t afford to squander. Time hurriedly takes away my youth, and also takes away the horrible numbers of my life dreams 30, 31, 32, he was coming towards me without mercy, attacking my youth and sniffing at my face. Those crooked lines slowly climbed up my smooth cheeks, making me stop in front of the mirror, the ticking hour hand pricked my heart like a sharp blade! Once, I was afraid of growing up and hoped to care for my parents forever; Once, I also hoped to grow up, but my troubles were endless when I grew up; Once, I thought the world was so beautiful, however, the fact was not what I thought; Once, how many ideals and ambitions were strangled by reality in the end; Once, I thought that people could be honest and relative, but the deeper the world was, the more you see it clearly, the more benefits you find between people! Once, I was eagerly looking forward to the approaching birthday, dressing up in front of the mirror, waiting for flowers and gifts in the house, waiting for the boys to be the first to offer their hospitality, enjoy this grace and the happiness belonging to youth! Now when I recall it, it is still like a movie. The picture is played repeatedly, as if it was yesterday. It seems that the taste of green can still be tasted. It is so sweet, so beautiful, and so nostalgic! Now, the day of 3.15 makes me scared and makes my heart tremble slightly, old and old. These terrible words hurt my eyes, the first birthday gift I receive every year is my mother’s phone: Happy birthday, baby, eat delicious food, and be in a good mood! Every time I couldn’t help crying, my son, what a kind nickname, no matter how old I am, no matter how many vicissitudes I have experienced, in my mother’s eyes, I am still just a little child, still young, people need pain and care. Only in my mother’s arms can I enjoy this peace and calm, and enjoy this spoil and warmth! 3.15 is approaching, and it is only 8 days. I must give myself the most special and beautiful gift. I want to go back to Xiangyin alone, to the small mountain forest that belongs to me. At this time, it should be the blooming season of azaleas on the hillside. I want to go back to that red sea of flowers, and I want to lie in that delicate flower, enjoy this relaxed mood quietly! Beautiful march, under the pure sky, among the red azaleas, I want to have a lazy, relaxed and peaceful sleep! Recently, I am too tired, weak and dependent. I have been struggling to survive sadly as a dodder grass! Strong and independent, I always want to do it! I don’t have to talk to my mind! Happiness does not have to depend on smile! Silence does not have to be broken! Fantasy does not have to daydream! Love doesn’t have to be love! Marriage does not have to be love! I won’t have bad luck all my life! Pray, good luck will come quietly with the coming of 30 years old! Calm, calm, strong, independent, I gave myself the best birthday present for 30 years old! 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…

I want a blooming life

Re-take Youth these four words in 4 years ago movement already call thousands times,-I no Ho Tung courage and determination to take the hard first step. Until now, I still live the same life as I did after I was over 40 years old! What is my youth? Now I am so vacant and helpless, what kind of life do I want? Is the current life what I want? No, what can I do? How much youth do I have left? How can I go on without hitting the clock …… millions of question marks came out of my mind overnight and hit me unprepared. I began to suffer from insomnia and began to re-examine my current life: now I am content with the status quo. If I come here, I will live in the place where I don’t want to live. I began to rely on, attach and drift with the current. I lost my once burning impulse, what I have gained these years is just such decadence and helplessness! Just like what is sung in “existence”, I walk, but I am trapped in the same place; I live, but it is like death. I don’t know where I should go or what life has become. Should I find an excuse for me to continue living? Or should we find a reason to get rid of the cage and move forward bravely? I am indecisive with a chicken rib. This is not me, not the ambitious me at that time. Time has worn away my edges and corners, leaving me no passion for youth, no impulse to burn, and a little self-esteem left. Is this life? It grinds me round just to make me roll further! The emotions of wandering, tangled, depressed, longing, hesitation and self-abandonment are complicated …… I want to find my own direction and ignite my extinguished dream again; I want to find myself again, I want to climb up again in the place where I fell down, and I want to repair the wings that have been broken many times and soar again! Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…

Those bent waist

In front of the door of our unit, the Sanitation Department placed a trash bin, which was always filled with all kinds of garbage. The strange smell was filled with mosquitoes and flies flying around. Most people pass by with their noses covered, or take a detour from afar for fear of escaping. But under the bright morning, the fierce noon, or the dark street lamp, I often find someone standing or squatting beside the trash can, and they bend down, he tried his best to look into the trash can, using simple tools and even hands to pick up things inside, looking for things that could be used to sell money. The strange smell and mosquitoes and flies seemed to not exist in them. They looked focused and devoted, as if they were exploring treasures. From time to time, they picked up something from the trash can, which was nothing but an empty bottle, an empty can, a few pieces of waste paper, or some old clothes, but their faces showed the color of joy. They wiped or folded the waste one by one, and put it into the bag beside them, as if they were collecting treasures. They searched carefully until the valuable waste in this trash can was removed, and then they set out towards the next trash can. When people who pick up waste are bending down to pick up things in the trash can, there are pedestrians passing by from time to time. Some people show an expression of disgust or contempt on their faces, while some people still make a tut sound in their mouths, muttered: It’s really dirty. However, I never feel that the labor of people who pick up waste is so low or hard to accept. On the contrary, my heartstrings are often touched by them, giving birth to feelings that life is not easy. Most of the people who pick up waste are old. Their hair is disheveled, their clothes are worn out and their faces are full of vicissitudes. Every time I see them, I will feel both pity and respect in my heart, what pity them is the hardship of their life, and what respect them is that it is not easy for them to live on their own even though their income is so low. I am not strange to bend my waist like a waste collector. In my memory, the waist of the villagers in their hometown mountain village always bent: in spring they bent down to transplant rice seedlings, in summer they bent down to weed, in autumn they bent down to harvest, in winter they bent down to fetch firewood, and their bent backs carried the four seasons, the hard work forms a golden ear, supporting myself and my family with steadfast work. When I was young, I also used to transplant rice, weed, mowing rice and firewood with my parents. I initially experienced the hardship of working and planted seeds in my heart that I respected for hard workers. Later, I went to work in my hometown county. On the busy streets, I often saw people who were pulling carts with their bent waist. Although the streets in the city were not muddy, they were not flat. Those uphill and downhill were a test for people pulling carts. When uphill, they stepped on the ground with their feet, clenched the handlebars with their hands tightly and put ropes on their shoulders, the body leaned forward with all strength, moving forward step by step. The bigger the slope is, the heavier the goods are. The back of the cart pullers will bend more severely. The sweat of beans will roll down in strings, and the veins on the forehead and arms will rise violently, finally, the body was straight and seemed to coincide with the ground. And downhill, pull flatbed’s people may not be easily, they need your body for Brake, 1.1 point down line, if the control is not good, May because of inertial impact car destroy damage people injured. Pulling a scooter is a hard job, and it depends on strength to eat. Among the group pulling carts, what impressed me most was pulling coal carts. The coal scooter is usually used for couples, and the man pulls it in front, The woman pushed the briquette behind to transport a truck full of honeycomb briquette to the residents’ homes in every corner of the city to earn a little bit of price difference. The faces of coal-pulling couples are usually black, their hands are black, their clothes are black, and even their sweat is black, which is a dazzling alternative in the city streets, but they bend down and bend back, the scene of pushing and pulling the scooter uphill made me awe-inspiring. Later, I went to work in a small town in Pearl River Delta, Guangdong Province. The small town was small, but there were more than 60,000 outsiders from all over the country. They made a living in various ways, and pedaling a tricycle was one of them. Walking on the street, it is common for human tricycle to come and go. The driver bends down in front and pushes hard, or one person sits in the back seat, or several people talk and laugh. I once sat on a tricycle, and soon after I set off, I saw the driver sweating, and then sweat like rain. I had to wipe the sweat with a towel on my neck from time to time to prevent the sweat from covering my eyes, the charge for the eight li journey is only over ten yuan. During the 365 days of a year, I can always see the figure of the three-wheel driver bending down and struggling to move forward. There is a kind of perseverance that moves me. In our society, some people earn a lot of money without any need, some people make a fortune with official hats, some people earn money easily with shade, and they spend generously, I don’t care about spending a lot of money, and I am arrogant. Compared with these people, those who bend down to work are really too hard to do things, with too little reward, and the situation is too difficult. Some people look down upon them and think that they have no ability to bear hardships. While they are smart and talented, living a superior life is taken for granted, but they don’t know others’ sureness, hard work and happiness, that is exactly what I lack. There are many people and things in the world, which are dazzling at first sight, but in fact, they are like smoke and fog. What is really worth our attention may be contained in ordinary daily life and reflected in those ordinary workers! Out of our sight, I know that there are still many people bending down to work, which is a huge group. Facing them, I used to bend down straightly, not flattery, but salute! 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…

Seven sets of thoughts

Today is the 75th anniversary of the Lugou Bridge Incident on July 7. Recalling this period of history, remembering this period of history, thinking about this period of history, learning from this period of history, I salute General Tong Lingge! I salute General Zhao Dengyu! They fought against the strong enemy with flesh and blood, and died in the battlefield without complaint or regret; I salute those ordinary soldiers! They had no food to eat and were dressed in rags, but they held a broken gun in their hands to deal with enemy planes and tanks. Although the soul is returned to heaven, there is no regret. They are the elites of the nation; They are the backbone of the country. Their contributions are with the heaven and earth, and with the sun and the moon. We often say that we should be patriotic. First, we must understand what a country is. The country is not the immortal emperor, the country is not those grand masters who are high above, and the country is not those profound and specious word games. The country should be real. It is a territory, a space, and a place where countless people multiply and live. Whether it is land or sea, it is within its scope. People are the masters of the country. Patriotism is to love this land, the grass and trees in this land, and everyone in this land. What is true patriotism? True patriotism is to take practical actions. When the strong enemy invades our territory, they dare to pick up swords and guns; When the interests of the people are infringed, they dare to safeguard fairness and justice. The true patriotism is to find ways to put this country on the track of democracy, freedom and legal system, to highlight human rights, to make people happy, and to make people feel a sense of belonging and a sense of security. They all say they want to be patriotic, but for decades, where are our anti-Japanese heroes? Even the Japanese invaders have a Yasukuni shrine, and they can be sacrificed every year. Where are our heroes of anti-Japanese War? Among the weeds, in the graves everywhere, maybe it was their resting place. Treating our heroes with this attitude has cooled the hearts of many Patriots. Seventy-five years has already turned over a page of history. Let’s look at the reality. It is said that our country is already a world power. It is said that our total economy is the second in the world. It is said that our national strength is very strong and our country is very rich. We often give alms to others like saviors, I spent a lot of money, but how many real friends are there? Why? The reason why we were invaded in the past was that we were not strong enough and accumulated weakness and poverty for a hundred years. And now? Let alone Japanese ghosts and Russians. Even Vietnam and Philippines dare to rob our ocean islands, even the small Brunei and Malaysia dare to plunder US. Even North Korea, a rogue, dares to arrest our fishermen, taking our fishing boats, we really became the flesh of Tang Monk, letting demons and ghosts carve up. A large number of oceans were occupied and a large number of lands were taken. Take a look: the Diaoyu Islands are full of disturbances; The South China Sea is full of dark tides; In southern Tibet, our country seems to be back to 1937. Do we have hot-blooded men? Yes, but we can only stay on the tip of the tongue; We also have a lot of generals of military and military strategies, but we can only talk on paper on TV and continue Zhao Kuo’s jokes; Our pace is also very neat, it seemed to be valiant and vigorous, but it was impossible to scare the enemy. It was a struggle for every inch of land. If we tried our best to exploit it, we would only put aside the dispute and fight a verbal battle. We are not short of supplies, money or people. We lack? What is lacking is the spirit of fighting with the enemy on Lugou Bridge. It used to be Tiger, but now it is sheep. Sheep are very obedient and kind. They are so kind that they are a little ignorant. There is no way to deal with Wolves. If you want to defend your territory and sea, you still have to rely on the people under us. When our people are no longer sheep, and when our people can stand up and behave themselves, our country will have expectations. I hope the tragedy of Lugou Bridge will not repeat 2012.7.7 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…

Street in shower

The continuous muggy weather for several days actually indicates that there will be a rainstorm coming. People in this street are all longing for a hint of cool wind, and it is better to have a pleasant rain. Walking in such a street, a burst of white rain really came out of a sudden. Together with the pedestrians in the street, I became a drowned rat in a flash! Standing in front of a shop to shelter from the rain, the strange boss smiled without blaming, which meant that there would be no business at this moment. Of course, I also gave him a smile to express my sincere thanks! But I think, if you only stay here for a little while on weekdays, maybe the boss is not so good-looking? Who knows. At this moment, I still saw those people who were well dressed, prett and tight with iron faces in the past seemed to lose their usual majesty at once, which was no different from ordinary people in this street, the same panic, running around, the same drowned rat! What distinction wealth, what high and low, time for naught. It seemed that the distance suddenly shortened by the rain, and all of them were equal. Just then, everyone played the same role. It seems that people may be tolerant, understanding and relieved at a certain time. Isn’t it a fate to be caught in the rain? It seems that I have found a warm and happy feeling in my life. Heavy rain is easy to disappear, but at this time it is sunny after rain. In the fresh air, suddenly there is a cool and comfortable feeling. However, everyone went to the real life one after another to play their own different roles. I hope everyone can seize the opportunity to realize their dreams and find more happiness in getting along with each other. Ha ha, what a beautiful rain in my memory! 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…

Spring Gathering

Winter has been silent, unable to entangle. Gently open the door of the season, knock the footprints of spring hunting, try to walk into the deep heart and touch the warm fragrance. Rain, clear and smooth; Wind, gently rising; Air, quiet new; Earth, gradually crisp; Everything grows quietly; Heart, slowly open. Everything, everything is so clear, so pure, so safe. A little further from yesterday’s Frost, a little further from today’s warm sun. Let the sunshine penetrate into the heart window, the breeze enters into my heart, and the haze is exhausted. Spring, free, heartily writes the vitality between heaven and earth. Use rain as ink, use wind as pen, Green is the background color, nature is drawing paper, strong grass, drink sketch. Or sparse or dense, or deep or shallow, or thick or light, a frame of only beautiful watercolor painting volumes, leaping into the world. The charming and eye-catching of peach blossom red; The white elegance of pear flower and its styles are continuous; The shyness of cherry blossom powder makes my head look down; The dignified and graceful Magnolia Blossom, Tingting Jingxian; The flamboyant rape flowers are all over the mountains and fields, as far as Golden. Sky, blue, high and far away, a few white clouds leisurely in it. Several colorful kites soared up, with long silk threads shaking and laughing. A piece of peach blossom is flying in whose heart, and the purplish red whispers again and again? Cut a wisp of spring breeze, warm thousands of miles of misty rain, associated with the missing. At the edge of the curved stream, the water is clear, and the fingertips of the Yi people are wet. Spring is getting stronger, Willow is like smoke, and the smoke from the kitchen is warm; The water is clear and shallow, and the laughter is good, and the talk is full of joy! 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…

Where flowers bloom, I miss you

Where flowers bloom, I miss you

For you, I would like to gather a sleeve of flowers, guard a city alone, enjoy the loneliness of the whole life, even if the heart sounds are no one to listen, even if the messy steps scattered on the ground of heart injury. -Notes Looking at the catkins flying like snow in front of the door, the gate of memory opened again. I changed into a long white dress and put on a pink scarf. I came to the edge of Nantang. In front of us, the peach blossom is blooming. A gust of wind blows, petals fall down, touching my heart. This thing, this scene, why not teach people to miss you? I couldn’t help walking forward, folding a peach blossom lightly, picking one and inserting it into a bun. I lowered my head and smelt the fragrance of peach blossom, and I walked into the memory again. I remembered that year when you and I met here today, the peach blossoms in the garden were smiling for us; I remembered that day of that year, you and me, and the peach blossoms reflected each other. Unexpectedly, there was an unpredictable wind and cloud in the sky, and a strong wind swept in. The wind passed, and peach blossoms flew, and the falling England was like rain. Canhong, smudged the streets, and also messed up my mood. From then on, under the lonely light, I was alone, touching the heartbeat under the peach blossom tree in my memory with my heart, writing and pondering, and leaving myself alone. Once love begins, the end of the world is at hand; Once love passes by, the end of the world is at hand. Is this a joke given to me by God in this world? For me, can the so-called happiness in this world only stay in the dream of blooming peach blossoms? Yijiang Liulan, whose beauty has been locked? Who’s haggard covered by a light makeup? A paper dust Dream, whose heart is broken? Who’s the dark fragrance after a storm? When you cherish the past and stand in canyang, who will be sad when thinking of nishang alone? Leaning in the dream, crying alone when waking up. Green poplars fly, spring breeze is silent. Now, scenery still, Mountain difficult Xu. I have forgotten how many days I wore a mask, forced to smile and pretended to forget the truth of the reality; I have forgotten how many nights I walked on the edge of my dream, searching, looking for a tender that can comfort the wound. Although the windowsill I miss is lonely, it is still my favorite. This life, this heart, this love, only belong to you. Without you, how can I continue the love story in my life? Who has fallen into the soul of Lingling in the world of mortals, and the lingering soul is deeply obsessed with the third generation? King know? Year after year, year after year, my heart is still moving to you and me, just like the minute and second of that month of that year. On the other side, smoke flows, are you waiting like me? After you don’t go, when I walk in the noisy streets of the city, a similar voice and a similar figure will always make me lose my mind for a moment. In the night of missing, I often like to show a piece of plain paper, sitting quietly in the night alone in a daze. More often, I will lock myself in a silent world, regardless of whether the flowers and plants are flourishing or whether the seasons are warm or cold, I only replayed the once warm and touching fragments in my mind, and only tried hard to search for your memory, trying hard to understand your breath. Then, keeping the pure land in my heart alone, let the lovesickness of every day and night turn into the plain language of white lotus, and turn into the pure white of season after season. It is said that it is the most beautiful April day in the world, but now I live up to the spring rhyme and spring scenery. I just stay in the forest and sing alone, and my listless eyes are swaying with the wind into thin blue smoke. Now, I am still guarding the Lonely Town, listening to the melody of the lonely River, writing lonely poems of fleeting years, waiting for the passing of green birds foolishly. In front of me, the wind was blowing slowly, brushing my sad face, falling from my eyebrows to my heart, gently stirring the broken heartstrings, which failed to adjust for a long time, only causing the sigh in my heart to rise and fall, falling down and lifting up…… 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…