Ice Lincheng under

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…

Displacement

Blink of an eye, and have been wandering for nearly a month in the loss of time. Unconsciously, August has come to an end again. For many people, the new semester is about to begin. It’s just me, but I’m still looking back, the time I ‘ve passed. Stumbling, ignorant and persistent in the fleeting years, and then watching something once embedded in the deepest part of my heart gradually dissipate, I also really want to try my best to grasp the treasured things that I may never really have, but, all my efforts are worn out in the past insistence, now I really don’t have so much energy to continue the one-man show that nobody cares about! For a long time, I always recalled many things when I was half asleep and half awake, thinking of many people. In my sleep, I always had the same vague figure, which was obviously a beautiful scene, but there was a faint colic in my heart. When I woke up, there were always big tears hanging in the corner of my eyes. Maybe the tears that could not fall down in the daytime were all piled up in my dream. Accustomed to the sweet smile, I seem to forget what tears look like. My friends said that she was a girl with strong self-esteem, and I smiled slightly, so I was not wrong, just like what my friends said, she was a sensitive and sentimental woman, although many careless people don’t take care of it now, some of them don’t exist without thinking about it, and they don’t feel sad if they don’t care! Some things, lost, can no longer have! It seems to be back to the way it was a year ago. I can’t fall asleep until midnight. I huddle up in bed at midnight, staring at some unclear place in a daze with my eyes open. There will be many figures flashing in my mind, then I would like to talk to someone. When I open the phone book and press the dial key, I will have the same pleasant voice to answer the same question and smile gently. At this time, it is the best time to rest. In a trance, I remembered that someone once said that he would not turn off the phone. He pressed the familiar numbers, but quickly closed the phone when hearing the sound of music. We were so close that we couldn’t be sad! My heart is wandering from place to place in my own small world, and I can’t find a place to live. I once thought that if I chose a distant view, there would be no such bright sadness, after staying away, I found that I was so afraid of the alienation and strangeness caused by this. Some people say that the cruelest thing is not parallel lines, but intersecting lines. Indeed, although parallel lines will never have intersection points, they can look at them nearby. This gaze can be affectionate and warm, it will bring happiness sweetness, and the intersecting line will gradually move away after a short intersection. What is pulled apart is the pain and distance torn in my heart, which is becoming more and more unreachable, finally disappeared at the end of life, even a sigh could not be kept! However, I will still choose the intersection line, even if it is cruel, even if it is painful, because that happy and sad memory is so reluctant to abandon! Therefore, in one’s yearning, there are periods of follow-up! Missing is as cold as frost and snow. If the sun shines in the dawn, you and I still have nothing in our hands. Please don’t despair and cherish for yourself! 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…

Mourn grandma

The weather was so clear on June 2nd of 2009, but my heart was covered with thick frost. I was still asleep after the evening shift. In my dream, my grandmother’s illness had been improved, enjoying the happiness of family life with us. But a rush knock on the door interrupted my beautiful dream. I opened the door and saw my father’s tears. I had a bad premonition at that time. My father’s words confirmed my premonition that my grandmother passed away. I didn’t have time to wash up, so I casually put on a coat and rushed to my grandma’s room. What I saw was my grandma’s kind face and the silent crying of the elders in my family. I was stunned at that time. I asked my elders loudly when Grandma died and why didn’t you wake me up. My father told me in a twitching voice that grandma died at 01:20 P.M., and asked me what I was doing before she left, my father told my grandmother that I was sleeping after working late. My grandmother said that I should not wake me up. It was very hard for me to work late and let me have a good rest. I am speechless, pain and tears continuously erode my soul with memory. When I was a child, I was as naughty as many boys and did not like studying. Because they don’t study homework, they often call their parents to school and let teachers take ideological education classes. I clearly remember that time when my teacher called my father to school because I didn’t do my homework. My father took me back and was furious. He pulled out the Belt and beat me fiercely. Grandma took my father’s hand and begged not to hit me after seeing it. My father shouted loudly: you don’t have to worry about me hitting my son. My grandmother left without saying anything at that time. Seeing the savior leaving, I knew that this cruel beating was inevitable at that time. But after a while, my grandmother came over with a wooden stick, which was a cruel stick to my father. When the neighborhood came to persuade me, my grandmother also said loudly: you don’t have to worry about me beating my son. At that time, I was happy and proud when I saw this scene. Gradually I grew up and started to work. Every new year, my grandmother would give me a big red envelope. My grandma and I said, “Grandma, I’m old and I’m working. You don’t have to give me any more money if you have money. Grandma always smiled and said: boys always need money. If you like any girl, you also need to spend money. When will you get married, Grandma will not give you red envelopes. I didn’t know at that time. In fact, what grandma said was actually implying that I would find a grandson’s wife for her old man. In 2004, I joined the Army and came back from retirement. I went to my grandma’s house to visit her. When she saw me, her wrinkled face was covered with tears. She held me tightly and repeated a sentence constantly. It was good to come back. When I told my grandma all kinds of stories in the army, my grandma just sat beside a loyal listener and listened carefully to the interesting stories I told in the Army. Time flies. On May 19th, 2009, my grandmother was seriously ill and was admitted to hospital. The attending doctor gave the critical notice to my father. I didn’t know about it at that time. I visit my grandma after work every day. At that time, grandma had been in coma frequently, and sometimes she would wake up for a period of time. Every time when I woke up, my grandma saw me and always asked me to eat this and that, and constantly comforted me, “I haven’t seen that my daughter-in-law wouldn’t leave like this. At that time, I also told grandma that as long as Grandma is good, I will bring you a beautiful and sensible grandson wife. Grandma smiled at that time and said, “When I leave the hospital, you should remember what you said and show me a grandson’s wife. But Grandma broke her appointment, she didn’t get well, but her illness became more and more serious. When I learned that my grandma had been given a critical notice by the hospital, I kept praying in my heart that as long as God made my grandma better, even if I exchange it with my ten or even twenty years of life. However, God is what we can’t control. The ruthless death still took away my favorite grandmother. How I wish Grandma could sit up and tell me her past with a smile, how I wish she could nag me about some trivial matters, how I wish, How I wish…. 09 years of 8 yue ushered my 23-year-old birthday, when my mother will a carved tiger pattern Jade gave it to me and said to me, this is the birthday gift your grandma bought for you before she died. My grandmother is a devout Buddhist. She went to the temple specially for this jade pendant, worshiping the Buddha continuously for a month, asking the master to give her light. At that time, my grandmother was already 89 years old. My eyes became wet again. I locked myself in the room with that Jade, and buried my head deep in the quilt, just like an ostrich in the desert. I only know that there was a large piece of wet quilt later. Now I wear this jade pendant one by one. I always believe that this jade pendant is Grandma’s eyes in this world. I want to take him to live a good life. Because grandma can see me and everything I have done through this jade pendant in heaven. I also hope grandma will continue to write the unfinished love in this world in heaven and my grandfather. Wish grandma happy and happy in heaven. 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…

7758521

7758521

In the hot weather, the sky was covered with gloomy gray clouds, but the sunshine still persisted through the cracks of the clouds, sending out hot air on the Earth. Sitting alone in the carriage, waiting for his wife to finish the interview. Unknown songs were broadcast on the radio, and the gentle songs fluttered in my ears, which aroused the depressed sensibility under my heart for a long time. Memory, freeze everything I have experienced in these two years, wet my eyes and blurred my sight. Memories always make people feel so helpless that they want to catch something. When the palm is spread out, there is only mottled palm print, which narrates the disorganized life. Open all the QQ SMS communication, open the SMS message, let your heart bathe in the blessings and care of the sound, and place yourself in the sunny peach garden. All of a sudden, these figures 7758521 came into view, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously. Seeing it is like seeing that long hair flowing in the wind, a pair of eyes full of spirituality flashing, a naughty smile blooming a very cute and kind woman. When I saw the number of 7758521 for the first time, a mist lingered in my mind. What did that mean? On that day, when chatting with her on the mobile phone, she mentioned the numbers of 3344 and 8899 unintentionally. I said: 3344 represents life; She told me: 8899 represents a long time. Then, she gave me a series of numbers and asked me to think about what they represented, one of which was 7758521. She said that Chinese people like to use multi-digit characters to express something. After thinking for a long time, he had to raise the white flag and surrender to her. When I saw her that night, I begged to her and asked her to give me the answer. Me: Tell me what is 7758521! She: Don’t say. You own guess. Listening to her standard Mandarin, I really like it. I: don’t do this. I won’t let go. She: It seems a little embarrassed to say it without telling you what she wants to say. Me: Come on, tell me quickly, don’t play riddles with me, OK? I dressed up pitifully while driving. She: Kiss Me, I love you! She spoke out the answer very quickly. I: What? You said too fast! After all, I am still not used to Chinese speaking too fast. She: Kiss Me, I love you! She said shyly again, but I still couldn’t hear clearly. At that time, I arrived downstairs at her house. So I stopped the car, pulled her sleeves and said, “Can you say it again? I really couldn’t hear clearly that I was like a rascal and refused to let her off. She was ready to get off the bus and said carefully: Kiss me. I love you. I got off the bus hurriedly with her. And I seemed to see her beautiful face blooming with a hint of shyness. I said oh, but I didn’t know how to answer, so I had to say goodbye to her vaguely. Thought that 7 words is used to scold people, or used with people cursing, it did not so occur 7 PCs digital, represents lover between sweet talk, express sincere love with implicit attitude. The number of life, from age to time to life, shows its importance. Without numbers, human beings do not know how to measure many things, such as wealth and distance. Numbers make human beings cross national boundaries and time and space, and shorten the distance between people. Whether it is the telephone number or the computer Digital, the digital has entered human life in this way. But if you can say it directly, why do you use numbers instead? Whether the development of science, things got more lazy, just use simple 7 PCs digital, can replace many English letter of pinyin? Or is the gradually open world full of implicit human beings all the time, or is it still unable to express their love to each other directly? I think it has nothing to do with laziness and implication? This may be another way for the new generation of men and women to flirt with each other. Perhaps, to put it bluntly is better than implicit hints; Perhaps, to express it with seemingly incomprehensible numbers can add a lot of fun. Once, I also used pinyin of English letters to replace what I wanted to say and what I wanted to call. For example: TRHXN represents suddenly missing you; QAD represents dear. But I am not lazy, nor do I want to add any interest. I just can’t let what I think in my heart be understood, nor can I let my emotions leak out, I had to communicate with her in this way. There are many helplessness in life. Most of the time, we can’t ignore others’ will. However, we have been hiding some words in our hearts. We want to say but we don’t know how to say them, or we can’t say them, or we are embarrassed to say them, or even we want to say them implicitly. Therefore, human beings have created numbers to replace truth. That night, after knowing the answer, I once thought about whether she gave me that set of numbers with special care, or just wanted to amuse me, a sad person, and joke with me. But no matter she implied or made me happy, I was also grateful for the happiness she brought me. That night, I actually wanted to say to someone: 7758521 2012.07.01 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…

Road

In May, the sun is shining, the wind and rain are gentle, birds are singing, flowers are waving, fields and roadside are luxuriant everywhere, full of vitality of life cycle. Oh! In May, another paradise in a person, walk with me and Bloom my heart …… I like the feeling of being on the road, the scenery is infinite, the flowers are red and the Willows are green, so I can have a panoramic view of it; I prefer to be on the road,, danger and surprise coexist. After encountering difficulties and dangers and being horrified instantly, be brave and strong to face them. Although, the northwest Loess Plateau does not have the poetic charm of Jiangnan. The Sunset, Sunset, Morning Sun, small Bridge, running water we saw on the way were still so beautiful, poetic and picturesque, making people linger and reluctant to leave. Not Jiangnan, better than Jiangnan. I love this piece of land. Because this is my hometown, my home, my relatives and friends are all here. My root is deeply rooted in this barren and affectionate homeland where an eternal complex is followed. Every time I measure and touch this hot land on foot, the passion and touch in my heart are surging and my blood is boiling. Along the way, I was tired and happy. Because I like to wander freely and do what I want. The winding path on the way is just like a narrow ideological dilemma encountered in the journey of life. It is difficult to breathe freely and easily, but you must step over it with your feet down to earth. After passing it, you can look back, it’s nothing if it’s just a little big. When walking, a broad avenue suddenly appeared in front of me. The sun was shining on the road, and my heart was suddenly enlightened. There is another village where the hope is …… on the road, it is not sunny everywhere, or the steep winding path, and there is no thrilling passing. There must be unknown danger and bigger test waiting for me. For example, encounter some hateful people, encounter some unnecessary personal injuries or something. Always remind me. Once, I unconsciously met a poisonous snake about two meters, not to mention how terrified I was at that time. On that day, I shuttled through a large orchard alone, taking snapshots while walking without paying attention to my feet. I felt a subtle feeling when passing by. I found that my feet were wrong and looked back, my God! It turned out to be a yellow-green snake that had never been seen before. Where was it stretching out its long head, it was lucky that it didn’t step on it. Amitabha! View I am good deeds. If you step on the snake, the consequences will be unimaginable. Adjust the mood in panic, calm down, use the camera to take a picture of the snake that has never been seen before. In the next few days, I always felt that there was a snake under my feet, and I couldn’t walk out of the shadow scene for many days. Such a scene is like the pain and hardship I encountered in my life, which can’t be walked out for a while. However, no matter how many difficulties ahead, I still can’t stop my steps. On the way, my heart became richer and happier. It is really a trivial matter to raise one’s finger and not worth mentioning when encountering old people and children who need help. What I am walking on the road is my uniqueness. That kind of feeling is only for the pleasure of yourself. I often dream of going out to have a look, but sometimes the scenery is around me, waiting for those who have a heart to capture and feel. The wind blows, the butterfly flies away, the flowers swing with smiles, and the seven-star ladybug crawls on the grass. What the little life reveals is not only so cute, but also a kind of perseverance. Nearby, the road under the feet is so broad; In the distance, the rolling mountains are so towering into the clouds, boundless. People are so tiny. There is no reason to dislike the variety and amorous feelings on the road. Walking on the road is the whole life of a person. Wind and rain, happy, painful, resolutely walking. Then go on the road. That mountain, that water, that man, like a poem singing softly in my ears, painted in front of my eyes slowly …… Puxi 2012.5.28. Rainy Afternoon 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…

Juelian

Purple canyang tells the ancient fairy tales, circling the trees and vines, lingering the thoughts! Aromatherapy grass does not brighten the whole world, light green, cool heartache! The wind blows catkin, the flying Spirit, the beating notes, the glittering tears, the crisp rain, and the sadness in the memory! Standing on tiptoe, holding it up with both hands, scattered all over the ground, picking up the wolf books on the ground and flowing to the sky with the elegant cloud!! Where to leave people in the eternal night, never come, read the lonely quilt …… change my heart for your heart, start to know and remember deeply!! 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…

Summer War ripples

A friend said after seeing a mood I sent in the middle of the night, it was the first time that she saw me giving herself such a big temper. Therefore, I suddenly realized that I am was really angry with myself. Recently, I don’t know which band is wrong. I always feel that there is a kind of sadness swimming in my heart, and I always feel that something will burst out suddenly. Finally, I realized that I was always proud of being free and easy. Actually, I had a lot of tangles. However, these hidden tangles are like unavoidable scenes: there is only one frame when it is vague, but it is like tit-for-tat when it is clear. Therefore, in the deep night after drinking, it was inevitable that the tiger started to embarrass himself like a rose. There is Zen saying that life is a series of determinations: life sometimes. Die sometimes. Poly sometimes. Scattered sometimes. Cry sometimes. Laugh sometimes. Perhaps, it is really like this. Otherwise, how could we laugh and cry inexplicably? After several people were busy that day, they had dinner together in the restaurant under the unit. At the dinner table, everyone talked and laughed, teasing each other. Since that day was exactly Saturday, someone proposed to sing after dinner to relax the body and mind of a busy week. On my way to KTV, I said I must get drunk tonight. Mr. Zhang ridiculed me on purpose and said, “Look, I just want you to invite a guest, and I still feel distressed to get drunk. Therefore, everyone laughed happily, and so did I. In fact, even I don’t know why I said that sentence inexplicably. I think it is a subjective subconsciousness that wants to get drunk. The wine that night seemed to be bitter than usual. When I poured it into my mouth calmly with a smile, the loneliness on the tip of my tongue was self-evident. I knew that I am should wake up another person to talk with him, even if he would confront me, that would be good. I don’t like the bustle, but I am afraid of being alone, which is obviously a kind of pain. When you are in a bad mood, it seems that no matter how happy the songs are, they are all sad. Several songs that should have been sung while laughing were all sobbing by me affectionately. Seeing that I was so unintelligent, Mr. Zhang joked again: Don’t you just invite a guest? As for being so sad? Everyone laughed, and I continued to sensational myself. Then, drink silently. Obviously, the I am that night was too strong to drink. After drinking a few bottles, I started to face each other in a faint state. In a daze, I saw him looking at me contemptuous and reviling: Wen Jinguo, you are an incompetent wretch! I despise you! I laugh. Because I think he is right. I wronged. Because of the continuous misunderstanding these days. I am pleased because I think I know myself better. I finally know that the world is so lonely that no one can remember anyone. Only oneself is the bosom friend who will never go far in life. Being understood is lucky, but not being understood is not necessarily unfortunate. A person who completely places his own value on others’ understanding often has no value. Even if no one gives me a reason, I still deserve to stick to it. So, thinking about these, I felt sad again after drinking. However, this kind of sadness is no longer sadness. But, it is suddenly enlightened. Because I know that I will never feel sad again after this sad time. I will close my eyes and clean up the cache in my heart. Let the past pass. Live a happy life with a willing attitude: Don’t be confused, don’t be trapped in love, don’t fear the future, don’t miss the past. I firmly believe that there is no incurable pain, no endless sinking. All the Lost will come back in another way. Just as someone said: youth is to meet seven oneself. One is bright, one is sad, one is gorgeous, one is adventurous, one is stubborn, one is soft, and the last one is growing. Most of the time, the reason why we are angry with ourselves is that we are really not good enough. Then, instead of embarrassing yourself, it is better to choose a silent posture and be a quiet, subtle and sincere person. Then, walk silently and watch the scenery silently. I think this is good. 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…

Every corner is a small era

In a small universe, there is a small era. Inscription “Tiny Times” written by Guo Jingming was quarreled by countless girls in my high school, which made me feel kind and familiar with this book. In fact, this is not the first time to open this book. I remember the first time I met “Tiny Times 01 paper folding times” was in the dark attic when I was in senior high school, and there were a lot of sundries on the abandoned bed. There are several novels, and when I saw the name of Guo Jingming, corresponding to the “tiny era 01 paper folding era” which is familiar to countless people, I opened them to read. But maybe God deliberately wanted to tease me and Guo Jingming. I saw a page of unacceptable dialogue, so it seemed that there was a bomb that would explode at any time in my hand and threw it back to its original place immediately. Later, I saw this book from Huimin not long ago. I am still curious about this famous book. I always think that the prosperity of a person or a book among countless people must have its inherent charm. But sometimes, not everyone can accept this charm. I have heard more or less about the characters in “Tiny Times 01 paper folding times”, and the story is roughly a little vague. I think actually hearing it is just a way to understand. If you really want to experience all the tastes in it, it is better to sit quietly and read books. This time it was because she mentioned “Tiny Times” when she went to the summer solstice dormitory. Her boyfriend lent it to her. I am excited to ask if you can lend it to me. She smiled and said that she should finish reading it quickly. I said three days. As a result, I finished reading it in ten hours. Middle been on and off. The day before yesterday, yesterday, today. The three marks of longitude and latitude interlaced with each other, and each picture drifted away in the blank thoughts. The background of the story is the prosperous Shanghai. This is where I want to find out. Shanghai is like a mirage on the river, with glittering sight. Countless people were stabbed by dazzling light, but they still set sail persistently. The waves were surging, and the elites stood in front of the huge French windows dozens of floors high and looked down at the front with cold eyes. I seemed to hear their indifferent sight cheering the victory on the other side. I feel that this is the fate of the machine. People are willing to bear such a cold destiny in such a city. At the beginning, white-collar workers lived in a hurry for a day in the workplace. There was no scene of warmth, and my heart was put in the ice grottoes for a moment, losing the consciousness of temperature. With Gu Li, Gu Yuan, Lin Xiao, Jian Xi, Tang Wanru, Nan Xiang, Gong Ming and Chongguang coming on stage, the story set off a storm. Yes, waves. Gu Li is a proud peacock, enjoying her youth extravagantly under the beautiful and cold colorful clothes. What she eats, wears, lives and travels are famous brands that I don’t know. She was obsessed with finance and economics, and accurately calculated all her things related to numbers at a speed of 0.01 seconds. Many people like Gu Li, so do I. She had a distinct personality and was calm and rational in the storm, so that Gu Yuan wanted to hold her tightly. She was so distressed. But she was optimistic, and any frustration would finally disappear after crying or silence. She was still full of skin care, drinking expensive coffee, and saying poisonous words that choked people to death. But she herself was infected with tragedy, her mother’s identity was unknown, the contradiction with south Hunan, a woman facing a huge company and so on. These will be a net far away from happiness, covering her and tearing up the people around her at the same time. Lin Xiao narrated in the first person, so he should be the heroine. I think her character is between Nanxiang and Gu Li. When she worked in the famous magazine ME, she accomplished all the harsh requirements of Gong Ming with unimaginable possibilities. So she has the intelligence like Gu Li. But when she faced her feelings, she was stubborn and indecisive. It is like the love of South Hunan to Xi Cheng. The entanglement between Jianxi and Lin Quan finally made Jianxi leave resolutely. She saw off her love with tears. When turning around, crying in Chongguang’s arms. I don’t know whether she wants to get out of the gloomy days when she is separated from Jianxi, or whether she really likes Chongguang. I just think her love becomes thin between the two. It is like a piece of squashed paper, with wind, dust, rain and dew swinging in the strong wind. Nanxiang is a weak but has always been guarding for a devastated love. She described her last love on the drawing board with beautiful self-abasement. Xi Cheng hurt her so many times but she still didn’t give up. Last time. She said. This is so sad but helpless. Because of Gu Li and Xi Cheng, she began to stay away from this flashy circle, like escaping. Finally, Lin Xiao met her at Christmas. But she shivered and told Lin Xiao what was the dirtiest secret. I always thought that her last farewell was the rumbling sound of train. What she said to Lin Xiao was automatically thrown under the rail by me, leaving a red liquid after being smashed. Tang Wanru always speaks and does things in a pure attitude like a single-celled organism. Her words were like a hilarious bomb, which made people laugh out a drop of tears in the shocking eyes at any time. She was extremely distressed for having to train and having to face herself with muscles. She liked Weihai, but at last he looked like a kite with broken lines gradually away from her pink bubble love. I think such a simple girl must have her own happiness. Gu Yuan, a handsome, air-conditioned person, and Gu Li’s tacit understanding, wearing a computer cold mask overdrawn. He and Gu Li are a natural couple, with the same hobbies, the same life and the same way of speaking. At the beginning, Gu Li came to his dormitory with hot chaos. Later, when he sent a text message to apologize to him, he sent a text message: I love you. At that time, he was very depressed and had no money to eat for two consecutive days. The tears left are melted in the warmest corner of my heart in the white hot air. Gu Yuan’s love is like a dormant volcano. I know that he will never leave Gu Li. Just like what he said: I think everything else is bullshit. It doesn’t matter who you sleep with or who you kiss. To love someone is to accompany him, warm him and consume a huge life with him for a long time. Just like Gu Li, no matter what happens to her, I still love her —— Jian Xi is like a warm south wind blowing through the whole picture scroll, he is gentle and gentleman, always provide a solid arm when Lin Xiao is sad. He was a prince, indifferent to his own color in the prosperous circle. But he still disappointed me. Is he out of pity for Lin Quan, guilt, or love? He set foot on the airport, embracing Lin Quan and disappearing in the stunned sight of Lin Xiao. The final farewell is not just poetry, but wind. Silent, no black and white. Speaking of Gong Ming, in fact, his indifferent and expressionless machine life has always been regarded as the model of the hero by me. And he in the story increases your accepted cleanliness. I think Lin Xiao is really suffering. But he always had people who cared about him, eager for his father’s approval and caring for his sick younger brother. I look forward to his wonderful love in the world. Love can melt his cold heart and give him a kind of power to look around at the fiery red of Phoenix Flowers. Chongguang, I began to think that he was just a very insignificant role, and there would be no intersection with their circle. But in the end, he fell in love with Lin Xiao. When he approached Lin Xiao gradually, I suddenly understood his destined role and fate. After encountering Lin Xiao and changing into gastric cancer, he took off his childishness and Halo and reborn with a mature and vicissitudes and very warm face. But how long can his life last and how long can his love last? With the warmth and ugliness of human nature, each character poured out the joys and sorrows of life, love and hate in the prosperous Shanghai. I suddenly felt scared about Shanghai, a metropolis. Imagine standing beside the Huangpu River, the crazy wind rolled up swirls. The neon lights at night flickered with a dim dream, and all the office workers started the night life of drunkenness with a glass of vodka. Finally, no one wants to wake up. But after the countless alarm rings in the morning, they still had to rush to dozens of floors of office buildings. My ear seemed to have remembered the sound of white-collar high-heeled shoes of ten centimeters. Shanghai, a prosperous metropolis, has condensed a small era. Countless people played the mixed joys and sorrows in the city where they traveled around. I was suffocated in the book, overlooking this small area on the map of China, occupying all its space with a blank look. I seem to have seen the white-collar workers who are working hard in the tall buildings. Our times are sad. I think that’s what Guo Jingming wants to express. Under the Iron hoof of material, the drunken lifestyle obliterates many beauty of human nature. We don’t know whether what we pursue is the opposite mirage, or whether such endless pursuit has a result, and whether this result is exactly what we want? Guo Jingming said that our lives exist in such a small, crowded and warm era. —– There are more time we don’t know and places we haven’t seen. This era did not stop turning. 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