Rain, thinking

Rain, thinking

Tonight, the drizzle is quiet, the pillow is a song of love flowing far away, and the dream is full of love waves. In the summer night, there is no wind and quiet waves, the light rain is falling down without thoughts, the heart is also like a lonely rain curtain, and there is no floating, and the little rain lines gather together to form a stream, everything is still safe. The difference is that the former sweet and sweet is being washed away by the drizzle layer by layer, passing through the warm heart, and flowing to the strange corner reluctantly. On the beach of rainy night, with an umbrella and a full body of moonlight, I strolled slowly on the gray coast, letting the quiet sea water swing around, circling the ripples in my heart. The coast is also permeated with orange light shadow and light warm fog curtain. The coconut trees on the shore are still standing high without asking the cold and warm, and the tropical plants are also developing wide leaves specially, with his jumping mind, he gathered the naughty raindrops in the orange light, pouring out his missing and sorrow carefully. The vicissitudes of the fleeting years are finally wandering between hope and disillusionment, and ruthlessly carving the rib of the years. Everything is so warm and peaceful, lonely person! Please don’t worry about the rain any more, don’t pray for the gentle comfort of the drizzle, open your palm to feel the truth of the rain, feel the flowing stream of the rain line, and open the rain curtain that hurts you, dip your finger into a drop of Qinxiang color, redye your life, smooth the astringent waves, and keep a quiet fragrance alone, which makes the sad night rain take away the annoyance in your heart and refresh the stranger road of Ming Dynasty. The coolness of the rain fell on my heart, which was more or less peaceful and soft. I also rushed away the full sadness, shook my head reluctantly, frowned and picked up the bitter smile at the corners of my mouth, following the old creases, slowly calm the mind to comfort the deep or shallow ravines. There is no loss or gain, but I still want to be lucky. At least life selflessly gives me happy and passionate moments, although it is as short as a gorgeous party in the long river of life, short and dazzling, but its aftertaste is enough to make me chew this life, thank life for giving me another happy fantasy, and make my Wings of Hope insert strong and colorful sails, flying over a beautiful and sweet slide. The drizzle murmured, the rain fell gently, the music converged into trickle, thousands of hammer hit, evolved a constant law, things have no desire to do, and let nature take its course. No matter how colorful, passionate and touching the stage is, it will eventually be the fate of gorgeous fireworks and clouds. The helplessness of reality has been doomed to an eternal and lonely fact. The sound of rain at night, picked up the thread of memory, lingering thoughts, pieced together a little bit of fragments, rendered the air full of reverie colors, missed you in the moonlight, picked a light of wine and green, put on a purple dance dress, let the fragrance of roses comfort my loneliness, and use red wine to fly and dance with all my thoughts. The lingering rainy night! The blue sea is boundless and the fine sand is surging, but it can not shake the sorrow on the other side. By the window and the fence, you can sing and drink alone. That dreamy person! It seems that I pass on my love to the moon, or I see the moon smiling and charming, which is my deep love, yearning and blessing. Tonight, the drizzle is quiet, with a lovesickness flowing far away, rubbing the love of children, putting the people far away into the unruly illusion, accompanying me to dream, the Rainbow on the horizon! The long drizzle for us to meet! Weave the bridal chamber for our seclusion. Light songs and skirts dance all night long, rolling in the world of mortals, thinking about the moon in front of the window on a rainy night, the Dream Sea leaves and boats are free and carefree. 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…

The blessings of life

When breaking up, I bless you. If breaking up is forever, then I will bless you forever. The bleak wind took away the tenderness we once shared, and the cold rain beat the sleepless cry. The dusty days seemed to suddenly collect the coolness of the whole world unintentionally, just like the gray sky and the gray mood. I have explored the Dust of Time, the imprint of youth, every inch of each other’s lovesickness, every heart song, every deep and shallow infatuation. You are happy, so am I. You shed tears, and my heart is wet. You make me always feel grateful, thank you, wake up my feelings of silence for too long, let me no longer neglect the beautiful life. If you love it, you will never forget that the blood is hot. Through the romance of blooming flowers in spring, through the gorgeous summer wounds, through the natural and unrestrained romance of autumn water, through the beauty of ice and snow, through the autumn, winter, spring and summer of life. Your eyes, through my memory, your figure, can not walk out of my vision, your voice, impact my heart, your sorrow and joy, connect my sorrow, do you know the tenderness in my heart, I was waiting for you quietly. Memory is like the water in my palm. No matter I spread it out or hold it tightly, it will still slowly escape from the fingers. I want to sit on the lawn on the top of the mountain again, smelling the scent of grass spreading, watching the sunset, the rosy glow, enjoying the quietness of that moment until the sun falls on the horizon; I want to wander in the afterglow of the sunset, let the bloody Sun stretch the figure gradually, and finally disappear at the end of the world. The boundless mood can not bypass the rugged love. I also know that this kind of concern only hurts myself, but I still hope that I can keep going with you in the moonlight like water, but in a flash, the autumn wind wrung out the memories of drawing silk into cocoons. When the gentle eyes of the Moonlight can no longer condense your distant figure, when the silent words of the night wind can no longer flow into my lonely heart, it is like the bagpipes in the quiet night still singing in the wind, A trace of loneliness hit my heart, a cup of sadness fell into my heart, but silently I only had a memory that could not be erased. For you, my hands are so weak, for you, even the most sincere care, how hypocritical and helpless, let me cherish this yearning as always and reluctant to give up, I always leave a continuous yearning without extravagant hopes, then say goodbye to yesterday calmly and walk out of the mist of life. Your happiness is my blessing, and your happiness in this life is my blessing in my life. 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…

Rain of happiness

For so many years, I always thought that God would say hello when it rains. In other words, weather forecast makes us develop the problem of dependence. It says that if the weather is sunny, we will be bright; If it says thunderstorm, we will bring umbrellas; If it says ice and snow, we will guard against them. However, on that day, the weather forecast said it was sunny, but we all became drowned rats. That night, we were still relaxing outside. In the small square, adults are dancing while children are playing football and running. Sky Gray. The weather forecast said there was no rain. As a result, suddenly, the sky was like a piece of gray cloth, which was pulled down by someone. The downpour suddenly fell on the square. Without any pause or hesitation, all the people were immediately placed in the rainforest. The dance lineup was scattered, and most people didn’t even think about it. He fled towards the direction of his home. The rain is too heavy, and you are not allowed to run home in this moment. Kid, go there. I pointed to the nearest glass room to show my daughter, and I followed her. There are still a few people who haven’t escaped coming up. It is said to be a glass house, just because it is surrounded by glass. There are big eaves in the east and west directions. The door is locked. We can only hide under the eaves facing the east. At this moment, the strong wind was blowing towards the east with heavy rain, but our side survived. That’s great. We all laughed. I turned something inside and saw a man hiding from the other side of the glass room, which was also not enough to run away when dancing just now. She was in a very bad situation now. Under the threat of cold wind, the rainstorm pulled her all over the head, and the wind direction made her the end of the rain. Pa pa pa pa, I patted the glass hard and motioned her to come here. At last, she ran over after seeing it. At this time, the front of her body was already wet. It’s good here, I can’t wear it. Thank you! She said to me. It’s OK. I replied. At this time, we had three children and three adults. The rain is still pouring underground. If everything remains the same, we should be safe. Who knows, the spy Xiefeng finally found us and reported the rainstorm. They fought together and adjusted the direction of attack, aiming at the six of us. The raindrops shot at us like bullets. A mother beside her immediately stepped forward and blocked the fierce rain with her back. Good clever! I also became a wall for the other two children in the same way. One is my daughter, the other is my partner’s child. My partner, who knows which Treasure place to hide away now? I can’t even care about my children. As soon as I lost my mind, my back was completely drenched. Although the three children got a little protection, the dry area of the whole body had become very small after being baptized by storm and rain for a short time. Our Wall still stood there until the rain changed from fierce to gentle. Patter, patter, rain is small, we also laughed. Looking at each other, there is nothing to do with the chest and back. Ha ha ha, ha ha ha, it’s so interesting. Scattered people came from everywhere, and my partners also appeared. We were like a wizard seeing a Wizard: these people, from head to foot, did not have any intention of doing anything, and, from top to bottom, there are gifts from God. It turned out that they hid under the billboard, where there was only a small upper eaves. I patted my chest, very lucky for my original choice. It can be seen that in life, only with comparison can you feel how happy you are! With this kind of happiness, my daughter and I went home! Goodbye, the sudden rainstorm! Only because of your appearance did today’s story come into being. Thank you, go all the way! 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…

Afraid of water fish

I am a fish, a fish afraid of water. As others say, there is only seven seconds of memory. I don’t know how to distribute it. I am a fish, a fish afraid of water. A very small. Very ordinary. A silly fish. Busy all day, laughing, wandering aimlessly. The air in the water makes me unable to survive. I am a fish, a fish afraid of water. A fish eager to fly freely in the light blue and clear sky with wings. I am a fish, a small fish with seven seconds of memory and seven seconds of life. So, I have to think about some people and things one by one. The memory is only seven seconds after suffering, and there is no courage to recall after being destroyed. The seven-second memory made me forget the cunning of the human heart and the scorching cold of the world. Seven seconds of memory made me forget the hardship of love Road. Let me miss you wholeheartedly and incisively and vividly, even if the tears flow away. I know no one can see it. Because I live in the water. I am a fish, a fish with seven seconds of memory. A fish that hurts so much that I don’t want others to see it. Wearing a hypocritical mask during the day, I was happy, blankly and idle. In the dead of night, I crawled in front of the computer and missed something that nobody could understand. Lying in bed, I thought that only you and my brothers could understand the language. The little fish laughing till midnight can fall asleep, and when Dawn is approaching, I miss you the fish that is awakened by nightmare and unable to sleep. In the boundless and endless crowd. One can only see the dark fish from the light. I can see the declining fish from the back of the prosperity, but there is nothing I can do about it? It should have nothing to do with me. I am just a fish, a fish with only seven seconds of memory and seven seconds of life. It’s just a fish that has been running in the arena for several days accidentally. I am just a very good fish, but you will never see it again. I shouldn’t think too much, because I can do nothing, just a small fish. I can only remember you and my brother in seven seconds. But no matter how much I miss you, seven seconds of memory can not afford the mountain without edge, the heaven and the earth together, but dare to swear with the king like the sea withered and stone rotten, also can not go back to the Mountain opened by the orchid. Even if I love you countless times, I can’t persuade you to leave. So I can only reply to the heroic spirit I once had. Everything in this world has nothing to do with me, and anyone’s life and death are disdainful to me, even if you spend the years of your previous life and afterlife. To me, you are nothing, not up to one in ten thousand in my heart. But it is only in the seven seconds that everything in the world has nothing to do with me. I just miss you. I am a fish, a fish afraid of water. A very small. Very ordinary. A silly fish. A fish eager to fly freely in the light blue and clear sky with wings. In fact, I have already died. The corpse walks like a devil in the world, but the soul flies freely in the heaven. 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…

Boring

I just want to write something suddenly! It seems that there is nothing to write in depth, but do you feel that you should write something at this time? It is also bad or not bad, but stuffy, so stuffy, not painful, nothing happened? Is it because nothing happened that I feel uncomfortable? Or is it because the sixth sense feels what will happen, a dramatic turning point? Good? Bad? It just makes people feel a little nervous, a little scared! This is not good. Apart from the disadvantages that affect other jobs and do harm to health, it is not suitable to match the warm sunny days outside. But it was so stuffy that I had to imagine myself sitting on the high wall shaking my legs back and forth and shouting: out of tune, out of tune, unreliable, unreliable. I rented the movie “Step by step” and saw half of it. I turned off the computer and went to the book City inexplicably. I was thinking that I had set the wrong tune on that string again. With absent from the first floor swinging on the 5 floor, and from the fifth floor down to the first floor, and then on the third floor, I’m afraid really lost her marbles, even if not crazy, it is estimated that it is not much worse than crazy. I thought that I couldn’t be crazy here. There were all scholars here. It was not good to disturb them. Maybe it was known that there was a pillar of the future country among them? I am those who have read books can also be regarded as scholars. If I say that I am crazy, does it mean that all scholars in the world are crazy!!! I am afraid that if I say this out, I can’t even leave a little bit of bones. Is it really going to be ruined? I think I can’t stand this sin. Continue to stroll around Seriously. There are a lot of books, which are layered, framed, and all kinds of arrangement methods. I feel a little uncomfortable, if you pile all these books on me, how many books will you bury me? Hundreds? Tens of thousands? Or tens of millions? What’s more, I couldn’t stand the weight of the book, even if the big black letters and scarlet letters were smashed into my head in the book. Even if the King of Hell and the Jade Emperor couldn’t bear to watch it! I don’t know which one will call me first? Tao is a bit tiring in the world. I wonder if it would be easier to be a small servant in front of the two princes? Later, I thought about it and mocked myself: I am an educated modern man, no matter I believe in science or believe in feudalism. Let alone whether they exist or not is an unknown number, that is, existence. As a cloth, I have always been ordinary, and I don’t have much desire to fight for it. How can I be a loser in front of the imperial court? They were reluctant to see each other, but it was not likely that I could get along well with this job. Stop, wandering too far. It is serious to find a few books to read. After a few rounds of shopping, the classification of books is not only thousands but also tens of thousands. As for how many books are, I don’t know, and it can’t be counted. So I stopped in the gallery of “what is modern famous”, which actually I am mixed design, As for the reason why I use the word “mixed”, I dare not even use it because I have not made any tricks in the design line. Since the word “mixed” is designed, I should have read books such as design. I just visited the places of that kind of books, such a large area: architecture, residence, interior, etc. There are numerous and numerous, I also took it and turned over a few books. Oh, no feeling! This also makes me very scared, I am afraid that I will stay in this business for a long time.! Maybe all parties have their own disadvantages now. Don’t force yourself to see them, so as not to get the opposite result, do more harm than gain, and regret too late. If you give up your books and go to the gallery like painting again, or can you adjust your temperament? Who could have foretold? Am I in such a bad mood today? Traditional Chinese painting, oil painting, gouache painting, watercolor painting, landscape painting, foreign painting, domestic painting, well-known painting and no-famous painting can not be seen. The more I feel it stimulates the nerves. The more I feel my head bloated, the more I feel a little headache! Alas! Ah! It is also cold to read other books leisurely, and I don’t feel much in my eyes. Then he turned back to the book gallery of “what is modern famous. It is better to find some understandings and feelings in Lu Xun, Lao She, Liang Qiushi, Xu Zhimo, Xi Murong and so on. Holding the book “Four generations together” written by Ben Lao She, there is a book “Camel Xiangzi” under it, and then “morning flowers and evening flowers”, “Scream”, “hesitation”, standing and watching it, my feet hurt and my neck was sore, then I looked at the open space and sat down. There was indeed a little sense of comfort. There were some advantages here, which made time fly away. I didn’t feel when it was now? Secondly, there is a reason to perfunctory and comfort in my heart, and at least it reduces the wasted time. Since I plunge into the pile of books, I am bound to be drawn by the plots in this book, sometimes I was indignant, sometimes I was filled with emotions and luckily held back to prevent people around me from watching jokes, and I was extremely afraid of being laughed. Suddenly, the desire to read ancient poems and words came out from the silent heart, so he gave up these books and held several books, Tang Poems, song lyrics and yuan songs. As soon as I sat down, I felt like a monkey in the book. I abandoned watermelon, broke off corn, and finally saw rabbits, so I even didn’t want corn, in the end, even the hares were not caught, which was rated as empty. Fortunately, I still like this ancient poem. My thoughts went through thousands of years ago along with the verses. The words in some important ancient verses at the bottom of the verses were studied, read carefully and interpreted! Chewing by oneself also smells a bit bad, just like ordinary people eating the duck’s neck, they become more addicted and chew their heads unconsciously. It was also a bit ashamed to say that some words might recognize me, but I didn’t recognize it, which embarrassed me. So I had to put down the book, went to the fifth floor and held a dictionary down. Speaking, things in the city are just different! The same appearance and dressing are almost one to two times more expensive than outside. Shh! This could not be said loudly. The staff would invite me out. If they saw me strolling outside the door in the future, they might send a group of guards to block me from entering the door. This will make me very sad, I don’t want it. Gossip, gossip! Find the previous seat and sit down, continue to pick up the spiritual food, leisurely! Seeing that the staff came to tell me that it was going to be closed, seeing the book under my hand, he added again: pay the bill quickly. I feel a little embarrassed, can’t afford it, can’t afford it, just a hundred? I am a genuine poor. I can’t stand much trouble. After getting out of the city gate, he fell back to this reality again. It was still neon and heavy traffic. Home! After all, people who go back and forth are tired, sleepy and hungry. In the secular world, there must be common customs. Even if I am at leisure, there are few trivial things. I think my head is too big and painful. If you don’t go through more than half of your life, you can’t judge whether a person’s future is right or wrong, whether it is worth or not. I am afraid that it can only be completely broken when I am going to leave. 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…

And text go wandering

I will continue to stay with this city in another way 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…

For you makeup

We rode bicycles, shuttling back and forth under the hot sun, with smiling faces against the sunshine, showing many cuteness. May day we just marching bicycle, towards big sea direction, 9 Personal very lively, soon arrived Dianchi edge, looking ahead, blue waves brilliant, endless seawater vast, this is not the first time I have been here, so I don’t have much excitement or expectation. Everyone parked the car on the shore. I stood quietly by the sea, staring at everything and taking a sip of the summer wind. It seemed cool because I was by the sea. I felt all this quietly, feeling the sea facing the sea and the spring blooming. There are several willow trees on the shore, swaying in the breeze, adding a touch of beautiful scenery here. I opened my umbrella. After all, it was summer, and the sun in Kunming was still very scorching. I followed them on the beach, feeling the graceful feeling at that moment softly and gently. Walking on the trace of time under my feet, there is the undulating Dianchi lake water nearby, and the quiet West Mountain in the distance. Unconsciously, it reminds me of the land I once stopped, the beautiful Qiwen Lake, here is more magnificent, while Qiwen Lake is small and more soft. I don’t know what I miss? I stopped here and suddenly found that I still missed that gentle wave very much. Did I miss that Lake or not? That place was indeed loaded with many of our stories, but there was also a lot of resentment, wasn’t it? I clearly remember that there were many willow trees around the lakeside. Every spring, flocks of ducks were wandering on it, and there were also flocks of fish, all kinds of which were very beautiful. I also clearly remember that in that spring, we vented our youth on the runway around the lake. In that season of youth, we released the sadness and hesitation in our hearts, and shouted loudly at the deserted lake in the dark night. I also held my good friend’s hand in countless afternoons and told our stories unscrupulously there. The story about that Lake and that Lake had been buried for a long time. It seemed that I was afraid to mention it. The memory about someone seemed not to be brilliant. I used to carve my daily mood there and met someone there unexpectedly, because it was the place where I met, but finally I found that we didn’t have a group photo about that place. Many people think that Lake is the most beautiful place in school, but for me, it is a kind of sad beauty. A kind of secluded sadness gradually filled the whole heart, because I once lost a lot for the scenery, with bitterness. Youth ran wildly in that season, finally lost to time, and finally fell apart. Maybe only he thought he was wronged, maybe only I knew how fragile I was. Even the ending can’t even be the final forgiveness. It turns out that what I am grudged about is not that ending, but that process. Xiao Qian, come down to play. They called me and pulled me back from meditation. I answered with a faint smile that I was afraid of water. Seeing them so happy, I was also very happy. Putting down the heavy mood, I breathed the sea breeze, very relaxed. Yes, I used to stay too much for a passer-by, even only to make others happy, but forgot myself, even for one person, I lowered my posture to the dust and chose to accommodate again and again, but that was not me, losing the original reality. Now I am slightly free and easy, which seems to be more real. I chose to sit on a clean rock, watching them laughing and playing in the water, neither envious nor jealous. On the contrary, I am very happy. Standing by the sea, it seems to be far away from the secular world and noise of the world. Life is a long way, time is long, and water flows long. We are always busy, in the past of life, or slowly? Maybe if you hurry away, what can you do with a moment of peace in your heart? The protrusion and annihilation of life is like a chestnut in the sea. However, what makes me quiet, willing to wash away lead and beauty, and choose plain appearance? Time flies like a shuttle, The Wind Rises and clouds move, leaves fall without trace, sentimental youth, time flows by, on the Green Beach, there will always be a deep mark. Only after experiencing the bitter washing in person can we feel it and get more indifference to the world. Year and month are like flowing sand, living in such a world of you, you, me and me. The noise of the world often forgets yourself and those once beautiful. Only the worldly busyness, sorrow and happiness, the ups and downs of the world, and the ups and downs of the ups and downs are left to everyone. It turns out that what I like is still this heavy sea. In this season, I choose to be your plain face, clean up the lead and be the most real myself, very free and easy, and very happy. 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…

Pick up broken

The door was closed with a bang. After that, the door was silent, and the door was silent. The days were shaking down. The sunshine was so busy that I didn’t pay attention to the dust and rain which choked my throat. Only a piece of residual cloud stuck on the branch fell with it. The crisp language fell in the light and touched lightly on the slightly closed eyelashes of the season. In the time without sunshine, I lost my shadow; In the standing without shadow, I lost my time. The thin flowing can’t see the withered and lofty, they will not stop tangling as always. I tried to open the thin barrier, but the dull knock was slow and weak. The door was very patient, so patient that I became its captive. I imagined to be a hand that opened the door, but the key had been rusted, so I had to work carefully with blood. The snow is white. Looking back, the smoke and clouds have been frozen into Frost. The cuffs I waved rolled up the cold of the North, and pieces of pieces of safe fragments came in and out. What was broken was the material which had been looking for for a long time. I just didn’t know what kind of platform would be used to build this time. You have a piece of black hidden under the white. You always wear bright clothes and walk in the sight of those looking for light. Like me, I followed the light to keep warm, but fell into the lonely black by your bright eyes. Pull me up, I can’t see you. I tell you. If you are really in my darkness, you should see me more. The sound in the dark floated like a feather. But where are your colors and shadows? I tried to open my eyes wide. In my darkness, it is very close to you. You don’t need eyes here. Close your eyes and listen to your heart gently. I see you smiling clearly in front of your heart. White is like a dream flower, and crystal is like Pearl and Jade. It turns out that you are the most real white in Heili. At the edge of the fence, on the slope, beside the stream, I have been planting flowers, but never watering them. The water was used to miss. As a result, I finally failed to harvest the brilliant Bloom. What was lifted in front of my chest was just a garden of weeds, green and yellow. There is no trace of flowers and shadows. Fortunately, there is grass, which can also make me have the luxury of rubbing the fleeting time. My fingers like beard touched the stubborn withered stem lightly, and a drop of soft temperature quietly fell into the soil with my fingertips. Maybe the planting in winter is a bit abrupt, or the growth in winter will be indifferent by the wind. But I believe that there must be some breeding, which we don’t know yet; There must be some fragrance, which we haven’t found yet. Today, I am going to enter the winter. Although I am sentimentally attached to the warmth, I can’t get rid of this cold. Looking back at the Spring and Autumn period, I came empty and didn’t open a poetic smoke wave for you. What drenched in your hair was still the silky rain without an umbrella. Behind him was filled with silent language. In the empty lift, the wind and dust had solidified. Step by step, I don’t know who to struggle for, weak and trivial. You are sitting quietly with this day. I can only watch it stay without saying whether to let go or not. Such as that old time, was torn off a page of time, striking vacancy in memory. The ice house with Eaves was snowing, the water was dry and the mountain was thin. The imagination of red fruit was very cold, and finally it was captured by the wind into the hideous custom. Under the long wind, I am a bird that meets Frost. In this winter, it does not fly. The wind hissed, the snow fluttered, and the thickness of the imperial coat couldn’t stand the cold tip any more. In the room, I began to light those words one by one, watching the light blue flame jumping in my palm. Maybe you don’t know, it is your burning that warms this winter and moistens the silent gratitude in your eyes. I stayed quietly in the words, looking at those delicate and delicate memories, the graceful past woven on the net, and the silence which was not invaded by the snow was like a piece of paper. Just lay yourself in this way, waiting for your more chant and sprinkling it on your desolate chest, making this blank day no longer pale in front of the closed door. Outside the window, snow flew all over the sky, just like your words, butterfly butterfly came 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. 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