Zizhenziyin drunk life

The noise of the day and the rush of people disturbed the quiet and comfortable, and the chaos missed the once dense feelings. Yelouxiaobian strong, Yuet ru lian, hustle dust floor. Drink in the past, drink in the past, the passing years, carved in the hovering palm prints, printed in the quiet eyes, buried in the heart covered by the green shade, and emerged clearly under the chord of the night. Cut a period of time, pour and drink by yourself, drink slowly, and feel warm and sweet, melting every cell of the body, Dancing Years, catfish Willow and wind, full of the smell of sunshine. In this way, in this way, through spring, summer, winter and autumn, a tea is as graceful as a dancer’s skirt. Stretch like the fragrance of osmanthus, open the years, slowly close one page after another, like a thick and dense fragrance of fine wine. Feeling the favor of God, chewing the taste of life, such as Hengshui old white dry, lasting aftertaste, lips and teeth fragrance, soaked in half a century of rich. The spring was as bright as Zhu Ziqing’s: The ground was full of green, kicking a few balls, playing a few rolls, Little Lotus Dragonfly, the half soft willow with eyebrows open, painted My Colorful Childhood, full of excitement, the purity of the open-backed pants, the feat of subduing Ant ants, the cleverness who secretly slept in mother’s arms, the flavor of sauce in mother’s mixed sauce noodles, the clear and countless peanuts chewing slowly, surrounded by the hearthstand, I breathed the fragrant stew and counted the happiness of my childhood. Tough young people, under the influence of their mother, learn to be firm, in the contempt of others, in the surging environment, learn to tolerate, learn to be tough, learn to be like a reed, let the wind and rain ravage, being attacked by the dry sea water, it is still swaying in wind and rain, flexible to survive, pulling out the integrity of life one by one, and consolidating the conduct of wind and rain. Many years later, I realized that I was grateful to my parents for giving me life and enjoying the excitement of the prosperous world. I was grateful to my relatives and friends for their help, to appreciate the thick family affection, to my opponents for their strength, and to laugh at the ups and downs of. Jiangnan the colorful, wind blows, run drizzle yan’er fly, Butterfly Dream color heavier. If the time is really like running water, why can’t the aftertaste of Cang cool fade, and the sadness and beauty deduced by time; If life is really as clear as a dream, why can’t you wake up, and the simplicity and simplicity of the old Sunset cannot be retrieved. In the season that I didn’t understand love, the fragrance of fireflies, the yellow season of wheat, the soft buildings and the smell of soil, my sister and I held hands together, only feeling very happy, but didn’t understand the amorous feelings, the enthusiasm filled with the crisp sound of Willow flute around. My sister left without saying goodbye. My mother told me that she traveled with her parents without leaving any information that I could find. The locked door, the cold air, it seemed that at that moment, the world stopped turning. A kind of water called Tears streamed across my face recklessly. From then on, my sister was like a leisurely poem spreading in my barren soil of thought, filling every cell, spread now the singing of Willow flute is ringing in my ears, and I return to the unrestrained imagination. I pour out my heart with a muddy voice, lonely figure, wandering in the delicate and charming reincarnation. Only holding hands with loneliness, leaving a piece of sadness, in the years across the bank, humming and singing. Who rubs who is strong into a flying mess? However, I still thank my sister for letting me understand that there is a feeling more precious than love, but it is not the same as the world of mortals, but the heart and soul of weeping willows. I played a song of east wind breaking with my lute, which was irrelevant to the wind moon. I wrote the preface, which was influenced by yesterday’s sadness, and the amorous feelings still bloomed. On the desk of youth, it was light-year-old Ocean, vigorous and vigorous. He had been in the military camp for fifteen years, and he had developed a strong character, a man’s backbone, a front line of flood fighting and emergency rescue, and a resounding voice of self-defense. The fleeting time is singing fragrance, the reincarnation reflects the time, the nuclear bomb is a real gun, and the road of life is colorful. Bold and unrestrained, sigh faintly, don’t spend the old days, camp to the place, shy to meet his wife for the first time. In our era, there was no love affair before and under the moon, and the Restless blind date held hands and held hands with Zi for a lifetime. When love gradually became a family affection, the significance of tangled oak branches was clarified. You have me and I have you in the story of life. The story decorated with each other, without hesitation, could not hold back the time in a hurry, and was not capable. The birth of my son moistens the color of my life, the dedication of my wife without complaint or regret, harmonizes the prosperity of the three generations, undertakes pots and pans without complaint or regret, makes my husband teach my son, and creates a warm family environment. I blame my wife for my bad appearance. The clothes she wears every day will be ironed and folded. All the eating, drinking, pulling and sleeping are all usurious. I decided to say once when I came home from work: Thank you! For so many years, I haven’t said anything yet. The child graduated from university under the careful care and education of his wife, went into the world alone, and now he has a family and a career. My mother is in good health. Life gives me a lot. What do you want? Love words, once praised as lovers, these symbols full of emotions, delicate and sincere language, beautiful out of the deep and romantic courtyard in Tang Poetry and Song poetry, containing the fragrance suddenly in the next world, finally, it can’t reach the blush of a court. Light feelings, like the gurgling water, sweet and fresh; Warm family affection, thick, simple and pure city; Romantic passion, in full swing; A song of attachment to the world of mortals, prosperity like three thousand East flowing water, a song of love, looking back at the three thousand thousand on the bridge, you can see the sad beauty of your thousand-year love next to the Sansheng Stone; Changing the supreme enjoyment of the rich spirit in different combinations of words. Therefore, we established the Yayun literature club, got acquainted with guests from all over the world, mountains, cliffs and corners, and a line between the north and the South, with a screen at hand and a complicated life. On this side, the Pure Land is particularly quiet, soothing breathing, calm down, taste tea and cultivate one’s health. Listen to music, feel love with your heart, extend your thoughts and embrace the floating shadow of time. The Moonlight assisted the hazy tenderness. In the quiet night, I relaxed myself, repaired the wings broken by the reality, and dreamed of a colorful dress, giving a pure feeling and packing up the feathers falling from the ground, without Long Hate Spring nowhere find, cloud wen xia yu, mountains parting high and low, Providence never difficult find, without racking consider. Carrying the dream, crossing the dark clouds, pillow the mountains, listen to the pine waves, lie on the river, smile up to the sky, also learn Li Bai’s wine-fighting pride book world long scroll, not pessimistic relative to the vast sky I am just an instant, gu ying lament! The past is like smoke, and sorrow is like water. The vast landscape of green flowers the color of life, wandering in politics, social characteristics of life, the complexity of business, equivalent to thousands of people, ordinary people a dust, this life, do not waste a lifetime. God is good, and a gentleman is always self-improvement. Throughout the Ages, the world is flashy, the heart is covered with vast fields, and the corner of every life is verdant. As it is written in the book, only when people sit down on loneliness can they regain the noise; Only when they have gone through the sadness can They Regain the joy; After all, life is a long process, every inch of time must be experienced by yourself, and every cup of rain and dew must be tasted by yourself. The Moonlight is empty, ink is used as wine, and life is drunk by pouring 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…

Alley

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…

Smoke, mess fly

Lonely and lonely, looking at the beginning of the ice wheel, the moon is full of stars, lying on the bed and whispering about the broken lights. Holding the quilt and holding the mirror, it is also the dim sound of Haggard yellow flowers. The sick and weak clouds and smoke are so cold in front of the window, the piano is weak, the withered flowers and fallen leaves are covered with sound. Leaning against the painting screen, dizziness, Heaven and Earth, kiss the string. On the night of the Moon, a sad song was played alone. The candle shadow was red, and the room was filled with depression. The sorrow and sadness of the world of mortals are coming out. There is no trace of years and months, and Ying is weak and helpless. The flowers fell silent, and it was also painful and sad not to leave. Heart, heart, heart, heart, worry, worry, love, love, pain, helplessness. The dream of Liu Mo’s fine dust in one dynasty, the wandering duckweed for half a life sighed the Chinese year. I can’t bear the company of my weak Willow, and I can’t bear the company of my broken leaves. Call up the aura of heaven and earth, spit out the update cycle little Zhou Tian. Alone in the mountains, cicadas sound at dusk and evening, as if dragging the clouds and rain and sorrow of the four seasons. Close to Me, I can’t bear it! Cannot bear! After tracing the path of Ji Kang through the ancient times, si shantao praised his independence of rock and rock as lonely pine; His drunkenness also led to the collapse of Russia as Jade Mountain. Ji Kang has high talent, despising the dignitaries and refusing to be an official. However, he defended his friends and suffered a taboo. When he was in prison, he played Guanglingsan and went to death calmly; A song of absolute voice sublimated to a high level. Singing in the illness bred in the difficult situation and the slim future, lamenting the comfort of life, the desperate struggle, pain and helplessness in adversity; Pouring string music all over his head, sometimes swallowing and singing, sometimes I sang angrily, sometimes I poured out my deep feelings, sometimes I groaned and sighed, flowing water poured on the ancient road without despair; Incisively and vividly the depression and hesitation and the lonely late autumn alone climbing the small building, cutting constantly, the mood of reason and confusion covered my surroundings. Sigh the light of life’s fragility, like fog and smoke. As if a drop of water in the sea, it will disappear when leaving; There is no waves. Prosperity, poverty, hate heaven and autumn, everything will become meaningless. Now that everyone knows this truth, why do you fight for it when you are alive? Life is just like this, dozens of years passed by suddenly; Display the jianghu spirit, shake up the cloud and water Zen mind. Wan through that red downtown, quiet window exhibition scroll. Green Mountain far, long water water Long, decadent fame Cuiyun word. Today, the yellow flower is tender and he is old, Frost, dyed white hair; Snow, burying beauty. Landscape, magnificence is still good; People are pale and haggard. In my life, I like drinking in the small bridge, which makes my eyes look beautiful. Simple lou wu Shicheng, on Belle leisure. World sophisticated without learning, leisurely Nanshan vertical. Trembling alone climbed the Youzhou platform, drinking and inviting the Jade Rabbit Chang ‘e. With my bold poetry, nine days Kunpeng wanted to fly. The clothes are mixed with smoke and rain. Who believes that people are happy? Niangbei asked: is it a matter of wealth? Lowered your head, embarrassed and poor. A sigh! Smoke and cloud are angry, a sword is a thousand people; A warehouse is a thousand gold, it is hard to escape the appearance of old to bury the skeleton. How can I find a boat more than the five lakes? Don’t argue with others about the value of life. He is the wise and flexible person, and I am the foolish and stubborn person. What should I fight? Dispute VSAT? Dispute what! The smoke is hazy. Poetry is not poetry, not lyrics and songs, and words are piled up randomly. Sigh the short life, sigh the bitterness of the world of mortals; Sigh the pain and bustle of illness, sigh the confusion of the pursuit of the ancients. Looking back through time and space, which young man listened to the rain song upstairs? The red candle reflects Luo Zhang. Prime rain guest boat, coagulation jiang kuo cloud low, broken goose call westerly. Now hearing the rain, the temples are frosty. Sigh: sorrow, joy, separation and reunion are always Ruthless. Before the first rank, drip to the dawn. At this time, I suddenly thought of Su Shi’s two most beautiful poems, but I hope that people will live long and live together for thousands of miles! 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…

“Water Moon and North Lake”

It has been so quiet that I don’t know how long I will sit. Sigh the wind, dive into the corner of the night, fell asleep. All the lights quietly faded away, and all the voices gradually disappeared. The occasional noise of joints is the intimacy between my left and right hands. Soft, gentle, gentle and graceful ripples in the mood, spoiled in the deep lake at night. It seems that there is a layer of veil, which isolates nothingness. The fine scissors of vision leave only a piece of purity, and taste loneliness with breath. Looking back casually, you will lead to the pain, the stupidest moment, or the truest smile. Occasionally walk in the memory, understand the past impulse in experience, improve peace with the help of increasing annual rings. There is no need for right or wrong, and I am sure that I laugh like spring flowers, just want to touch myself in these indiscernable days. Or, too many sensitivities are gradually dim, and you know there is another scene in the world: Smoke is gone, clouds are flying. Everything will eventually be simple, and simple, often the final pay is not the result, but the mood. In such a night, even if my thoughts were entangled, I just shook gently and opened. Don’t ask me whether my process is with faint blood or glittering and translucent falling in my eyes. Gentle, just like the same kind of pouring down, the wind passes without trace. Just like this kind of black silence, you only need to look at each other, and you can understand the whispers of God’s friendship for a long time. Uncertain cloudy and sunny rain and snow will always leave age marks in unknown days. Maybe, I was trembling slightly, holding my shoulders tightly in the dark night. Blend in a moment of tranquility, give Inner time, walk for a confused period, and give thoughts time. Vulnerability may be just a kind of nature, and I am also waiting for the dawn in pity and helplessness. Or, can forgive —– a drop of tears, a frown, a sigh. 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…

Send out shawls, feel free and cool to see the world

I like washing my hair very much, and I like the feeling that my wet hair is loose, I just like it very much! How to describe that feeling? I just think it is natural and free. Looking at my hair spreading unbridled, just like looking at the growth of flowers and green leaves unbridled, it is a feeling of freedom without imprisonment. In fact, everyone is born to yearn for freedom. They have dreamed of flying and imagined to fly freely in the sky like birds. After all, because we have no wings, we cannot feel the feeling of birds flying. Let our hearts have wings! In that way, even in the world, I feel it is heaven, which will be a natural and free feeling of freedom. I can’t remember clearly when I like to spread my hair apart. Sometimes, touching the extremely soft hair gently with my hands makes my heart feel carefree and relaxed at once. When I was a naive and brilliant little girl, at that time, I always imagined that when one day I grew up, I must also have beautiful long hair and spread it out. In my heart at that time, it seemed that the beautiful long hair was the symbol of women’s beauty. I envied the beautiful woman in the TV with black and bright hair. At that time, I only thought it was so beautiful! What is beauty? As I grow older, my opinions on beauty gradually begin to be different. For example, I used to think that a beautiful appearance is beautiful, but now I think that one’s inner cultivation is also crucial. A person with appearance but no connotation is empty. Only when appearance and soul complement each other at the same time is the real beauty. I am not a very beautiful woman, but I am eager to make myself beautiful. I will love beauty like other girls. Long hair is a kind of nostalgia for beauty in childhood. That kind of gentle and gentle feeling like water, like old wine, will make you drunk, and your drunk eyes are misty. Beauty makes people enchanted. When you wait and see from a distance, when you look closer and closer, the smell is mellow, which will make people involuntarily moved. What should it be like when it penetrates the water, the wet feeling and the incomparable cool feeling? It should be like a fish swimming freely in the water! That is a feeling of freedom, that is a feeling of ethereal beauty. Bathing makes people feel relaxed. The body that penetrates through the water is like a piece of jade, which makes people feel extremely comfortable. There is always such a moment, there is always such a wonderful feeling, which only belongs to the person who feels. Bathing and changing clothes, brushing off the dust on the body to obtain the purity of the soul. Women like lotus. They don’t like to be contaminated with dirt. They all like to touch water and the feeling of purity after bathing. The ancients said: out of the silt but not dyed, Zhuo Qinglian but not demon. This one is Lotus. The Old Man of Ailian wrote down poems which were handed down from ancient times to present. From then on, Lotus also began to become people’s yearning for beauty. Pure Lotus, elegant lotus, women can also be like Lotus, but it is not easy to really brush away the dust of the soul? The dust of the body can be easily removed, while the dust of the soul needs to be sublimated in thinking and constantly enriching itself. The nobleness and cleanness of Lotus makes people yearn for, and the character of Lotus is also noble and elegant. In Buddhism, Lotus is a symbol of sanctity, which shows people’s incomparable love and admiration for Lotus. After washing my hair, bathing and dressing, I felt extremely cool immediately. This is a very comfortable feeling, and the whole body is very carefree. Sitting by the window alone, blowing the warm wind of summer afternoon, I suddenly felt a little high. When walking in the secular world, everyone will feel tired, tired, or contaminated by too many things, we might as well take a hot bath, that will make us feel extremely relaxed. How ideal it is to be a clean person! I was blowing the warm summer wind by the window, and my long hair fluttered with the wind, which was an extremely comfortable feeling. Maybe, I am also a little tired! I felt a little tired and occasionally enjoyed the wind. This music, this quiet and very comfortable feeling, at that moment, I felt relaxed and comfortable. All the burdens can be put down at that moment, and the cumbersome things will only increase the load of our hearts. It’s time to relax and live such a tranquil life. The dust hid in the corner, and what was clean was our hearts. Touch the water gently with both hands, how beautiful it is! We are improving little by little and improving little by little. I walked to the window and took a deep breath. I suddenly felt that the air was really good. 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…

Interesting childhood 15 heart on meat

When I was three years old, my family once had horse meat. Although it was my first time to eat horse meat, I didn’t feel the fragrance. Do you know the reason? Because of the poor family conditions at that time, there was no money to afford meat. Only eat all kinds of wild vegetables or home-cooked vegetables such as cabbage and potatoes. Now sometimes, I can recall the bustling scene of the whole family eating gray vegetable corn noodle soup or elm sweet corn noodle soup together. This is in sharp contrast to the fact that I went to the restaurant every day or even drank five or six times a day in the first few years. I sometimes think that if I don’t eat and drink so hard in recent years, can I get diabetes? At that time, my sister and I were both sensible and never made adults in our family become greedy. Especially me, I am a very ambitious person. When I was older, I heard a story about my childhood from my mother: when I was three years old, my family was in poor condition. My grandparents were in my family, and I had to support a family of seven people, old and young, depending on my father’s salary. My father earns 24 yuan and 50 cents a month, and only by careful calculation can he live a life. Our family can’t eat meat twice a year. But when I saw other people’s children eating delicious food, I never envied them. I could restrain my desire for greed on my own initiative, even when others were eating, I even kept my saliva flowing. At that time, I was very smart. I could recite the poems of Chairman Mao and other thousands of characters with hundreds of family names. It is the pride in the eyes of Jiang Shigui, a young intellectual in rural areas. When children were studying together, although the youngest of other children was two or three years older than me, I am their head. It is just for those who have foot music that they don’t know whether they are worshiped or not. At the end of the year when I was three years old, in lunar December 22, it was my big uncle’s home to kill pigs. Of course, I went to my house and invited my grandparents, dad and me. I am old pimples among the boys in my family, ranking 10th. My whole family liked me, but when the second elder brother of Haitian came to my house to hug me, I was not sensible because I was young at that time, because my eldest uncle’s family didn’t invite my mother and two sisters to be angry, saying that they would not go to his house to eat pork at all, although I really wanted to eat pork which was rare to eat twice a year in my heart. But make is not. The second elder brother of Haitian went back and got reinstated, so he had to come to my house again and forcibly hug me. I tried my best to earn, but I just didn’t leave. He asked me angrily: If you don’t go to my house to eat meat, does your house have meat? I didn’t know what to think at that time, so I said yes. He asked: where is it? I patted my heart and said: If you have a heart, you will have meat! At that time, the second elder brother’s face turned red. I saw tears brushing down from the corner of my mother’s eye. The two sisters were not at home at school. He was embarrassed to stay in my house any more, so he forcibly hugged me and jumped over the wall of the yard with a pair of my small shoes. Because uncle was an accountant in the village at that time, he invited a lot of people. People outside my family all liked me because I was smart at that time, so they all asked me to sit beside them. Because I was still thinking about going home, I sat down in a place outside. While others were not paying attention, I ran home with a pair of my little tiger shoes. Because I couldn’t climb the courtyard wall, I ran back along the street. As soon as I entered the room, I said loudly to my mother: Mom, I’m back! I didn’t eat anything! After I finished my words, I saw my mother’s tears pouring out along the corner of her eyes. She held me in her arms and said, “Mom, good son, mom will kill pigs every new year and let your sister eat pork every year! Although I didn’t eat pork from my uncle’s house that day, my mother bought horse meat for us because she was afraid that our sister would be greedy and a horse died in the production team. I ate the horse meat that I had eaten for the first time, but I didn’t feel the fragrance. Yes, when you realize that your family is poor and you are eating delicious food, can you feel fragrant if you have a long heart? In the days to come, I always thought that I should save my family’s heart, so in the following years, I never showed a little greedy when other children ate delicious food. My mother is a man of backbone. If the truth goes to the preface, my family will keep two pigs every year after I was three years old and kill them before the Spring Festival. Of course, I also ate the delicious pork sausage and stuffy child. 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…

Emei complex

I had always wanted to go to Emei Mountain in Sichuan. At first, it was really because of the TV series named “The Legend of Killing Dragons by Heaven”, because of a female disciple named Zhou Zhiruo, Emei, because that sect called Emei school really thought that there must be an extinct Old NI and a group of her female apprentices in a place called Emei in a simple and boundless thought at that time. The magic in martial arts novels and romantic love may be the beginning of fantasy. Even though Zhou Zhiruo later became vicious and insidious, that had nothing to do with my fantasy. The later reason was that uncle was the only uncle. I still remember that when I was six years old, when I was a follower of my aunt’s eldest sister, my eldest brother ran to the sugar factory where my elder sister worked part-time and excitedly told me Qinqin that you came back. The feeling at that time was still clear to recall today, but I didn’t believe it was true. Seeing that I didn’t believe it and didn’t move my feet at all, my eldest brother said again that he didn’t believe it, you follow me to the door to have a look. So my sister encouraged me to go, but I would come back at a big deal. However, at that time, they didn’t know how scared I am was. However, my brother kept urging me, but he pulled me to the door. I didn’t expect that the handsome uncle was standing by the roadside like landing from the sky. I could hardly mention that kind of happiness. He rushed to him with a loud shout. Uncle picked me up at that time and lifted me to the sky. Later, when I went to school, I knew that my uncle was a soldier in a place called Shu, where the scenery was beautiful. In high school, learning Li Bai piece over the hard roads toward Shu by Mary Shudao difficult, almost inaccessible. The Yellow Crane cannot fly over, and the ape is eager to climb. As a result, pieces of ravines and ravines will emerge in my mind, and they must be the kind that one man can’t open. There are also those monkeys with embarrassed expressions. Their expressions seem to be so anxious in their hearts. Later, with entering a higher school and growing old, this kind of complex became more and more dim. I never thought that I would come to Sichuan in the way of studying, let alone that, one day I will go to Emei with a mood of almost faith. Someone said that when I was in high school, he hoped that one day I would stand at the foot of Mount Emei which I yearned. Through this sentence, I seemed to really see me looking up at the top of the mountain with a face of devotion. Faith, this word is too deep, whether it is for scenery, love or Buddha. Therefore, I call it complex. One thing has been put in my heart for too long, and one day I should have this feeling and this knot. For scenery like this, for love, there is a song called “No Love”, for Buddha, kindness-oriented, travel tomorrow. 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…