Love of success

In the evening, my husband couldn’t eat at home because he went to the mine for inspection, and only our son and us were left at home. Taking my son back, cooking, eating, washing, checking his homework and so on were all carried out in such an orderly manner. We felt lonely and calm in our hearts. Maybe we have been used to this kind of life. I kept busy, my son was sitting on the sofa watching TV, feeling a little lonely in the room. Mom, when will my dad come back? Why hasn’t he come back yet? My son asked me from time to time when watching TV. Dad went to the mine, and it took a long time. I told my son. My son stopped talking and continued to watch his TV. After I packed everything up, I told my son to go to bed. When I just got to bed, he took a book, and I took a book. Only the sound of turning books and the ticking of clocks were heard in the room. Time slipped over while we were turning over books. Looking at the time, I said: baby, go to sleep. We have to get up early to go to school tomorrow! My son was very obedient. He closed the book and lay on the bed against me. Mom, why hasn’t Dad come back? He can’t drink bars? He won’t be unable to find a home after drinking too much, will he? Son said. I smiled and said to my son: Silly boy, how could dad drink? He was working, and it would take a long time to go to the mine. Dad had to take a bath after he went up the well, and also had to make work records, besides, I don’t know which mine to go to today. Maybe it’s too far! My son seemed to know something, though he still didn’t know what the mine looked like to him. I said: go to bed early. Dad will come back when you fall asleep. I picked up the phone and checked the time at 10: 30. My son continued: Mom, does dad really know how to drink bars? When he comes back after drinking too much, you should quarrel again. I am most afraid of your quarrel. At this moment, my heart thumped, I couldn’t tell what I felt in my heart, and I was no longer anxious for my son’s delay in sleeping. My son’s words seemed to open the gate of five flavors in my heart, but more is a kind of sour pain. The Silent Night made my heart more lonely, and its silent arrival brought me more guilt for my son. I didn’t expect that, the invisible shadow brought to my son by letting my own mouth and mind vent is constantly hurting the child’s young heart. I stroked my son’s head and said, “go to sleep, my son. I’m not afraid. My parents won’t quarrel, and I won’t quarrel any more. My son huddled up, stroked my arm with his chubby little hand, put his face on my chest, and fell asleep with his eyes closed. 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…

Slow

Tired of travel, they want to mind to do a few days curtilage female. Even if not go out, also can do many interesting things. For example, birthday, friends paintbrush painted cartoon wall. Double recently write articles, received letters. Finishing drawer, wardrobe, see a plot plain literary piece, such as “peacock”, “Peony Pavilion” Mirror carefully comb my hair, changing a set of sheets, quilt cover, another mood on the shelf green tea is the second tank, brought from home rhino horn comb lost, peach comb is third on the roll now, always wear of suet Jade, also early had been taken off a. Open Microblogging, space, everywhere in forwarding life truth, future planning, love psychology, sometimes we really like lying on the window bees, clearly see light, but couldn’t find way out. Summer and Winter, is most likely to make people feel slow season, winter, often think of old house under the window lazily reclining banjiu red velvet insole, new slices of sweet potato along eaves tile neat stocked with, such as Sun drained water, sweet potato slices became hard and sweet, these things make people deep down produce slow feeling. Summer afternoon time always is particularly slow, as hands this Cup all afternoon fail to finish honey jasmine tea. Evening, with our feet warm not scattered of Lake, the horizon is sunset of crimson, Qin lake of water turbidity Xi, can wash wu zu. Very interesting a glass of water, a book, a piece of paper, a pen, a P3, a person, is a afternoon. See the book of songs, watch statements insomnia, may statements is Sneezing. Worry mourning and can’t sleep, Ru thinking my heart so. A sneeze, is someone at this time in Miss You. But, Miss am such as a sneeze so simple remember when I was very small, home has this inserting a comic of Tang poetry san bai first, I of a poem interested: health and southern red beans, spring hair a few branches. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick. I remember the side of the illustrations is a wearing blue outfit of poet, looked gloomily window of Willow. For a long time think of this poem name is “red bean”, with young telepathy, vaguely of red beans health and southern five word has subtle feelings, as if there indistinct sad haunting. Although don’t understand poetry why, is very like and repeatedly importantly and chanting: health and southern red beans, spring hair a few branches. Later, just know this poem titled Love Sick, who write poetry called Wang Wei, living far away place of Tang dynasty. In A Dream of Red Mansions chapters wrote, said, along feet slip-diameter came to a gate to his, I saw Pteris Sensen, Dragons thin, lifted up his eyes look door a look, saw plaque written on Xiaoxiang Pavilion words. Baoyu walk into, saw xiang lian chui di, quiet unmanned sound. Go to window, think a wisp of fragrance from Bi screens in secretly revealing, Baoyu will face to the window screen, and looking in faint, ear suddenly listen to thin after a long sigh channel: daily home emotion sleep drift off. Sanda Baoyu listened to feel heart itch will up, looked again, saw Daiyu in bed stretching. Baoyu in window laughed: why daily home emotion sleep drift off ‘? Spoke, xian lian sub-came in. Daily home emotion sleep drift off, pin er this one sound deep sigh, really of the provocative people mind straight itch. Recently took up like listening to Danny Song, life can not self-determination, just like you, life desires these oldies Goldies when they think of at home, dad is a record fan, home filled with all kinds of record. CD PLAYER also are very old, is mom and dad wedding when bought. More than ten years, sound quality or very good. Heard in the distant Shangri-La snow mountain foot, herders there all do not finish the farm work. Their side singing old songs, side cut wool, milk cows,, no hurry also not dry. There is the slow allusions, millennia ago, five dynasties of Lin ‘An, West Lake embankment flowers of terraced rice paddies, hang around spring Yue princess had received letters: Mo flowers, can slowly go Yi. Mo flowers butterfly fly, Jiangshan Judah is ancients non. Adherents a few degrees vertical grow old Tour women’s long song slowly go. Has for delay King to Lu, Judah song slowly concubine home a person for a long time, often take some words to comfort themselves, Wu previous not remonstrance, know arrivals of traceability. Knowledge lost its not far, feel this is and yesterday Non-this article, with a continuous writing a long time. Finally today to close a tail. Slow, slow, I am how think, how want time and then slow some 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…