The fourth part of the memoir

1 today is Tanabata. The time when love and love meet. Whether it turns into a magpie and flies to the branch of Muyue, telling the fairy to wait on the other side of the Milky Way. Stars are the voice of speaking, the thought of emotion, the meaning of words, sweet and sad. Year after year, year after year, at the end of the Milky Way, the cowherd ploughed the field; At the end of the Milky Way, the fairy brocade. Wu Weng, an outsider, is also in the bureau. I just want to make a god Qilan oar for the Cowherd, but I can row the moon as a boat to round this end and the other end of the Milky Way. When the light of the Moon of kindness sighed from the thin clouds, reflecting the slightly weak mood, I no longer imprisoned and imagined in the dark room of my heart. A lot of emotions also open the latent inspiration, a kind of elegance, with the nature of comfort, become the air of the chest. Invisible shape, tangible and intangible, under the call of Pearl and jade-like rhyme, distance is no longer distant. With inspiration as feather, I went for a walk in Tianjie, watched the Miaomiao of the Milky Way, and watched the performance of a classic love. 2 in the thick fog, everything became quiet, just like the Net Set by the night, everything was in the net. Imagination or hearing cannot create colorful situations and fill the emptiness of the heart. Dense fog is a barrier, at least it shields the singing voice of the sky, sun and birds. Walking through the thick fog, I felt very tired. Also very lonely. Because looking back, I can’t see the shadow following. What’s more, in the thick fog, we can’t even see the target or trap. It is also impossible to determine the walking effect. Everything is submerged. However, you can only feel the wet fog. Not only did I wet my sleeves, but also my heart. If so, I am depressed, and I have a little more weight. When the dense fog ends, release the clarity of its imprisonment. It also resonates the pure nature with the audio-visual pause, and makes the confusion shining by Liu cuihuaming. 3-night colorful. The light orange is permeated, whose eyes are there? Why does it contain shallow sadness. Although the silk of Willow moves with the wind, it cannot shake off the darkness of its touch and melt the thick and thick night. Suppression, like lips, words without words. The hidden shadow, deep in the night, was eroded by the cool air. Are the silent stars countless broken sadness. The soft sound of water crossed this shore and the other shore in hopeless hope. In the distance, the vast tranquility seems to be waiting for a kind of spiritual parking. There, whether there is a place where you want to rest. I wore withered and yellow leaves, wearing the beauty of the night for my clothes. 4 occasionally, the wind of hope blows a fragrance of happiness. Heart, stretch, like green leaves in spring. I am glad to accept the invitation of the wind and walk into the edge of the scenery. Watch the singing and dancing in the flowers and grass, and listen to the singing of The Voice of Spring. I let my wish fly in my heart and let it get close to the fiery red of roses. I regard Qingfen in the wind as an invitation to me. If so, I follow it and get close, and my heart becomes like a rose. Therefore, the idea that could not be reversed in the heart moved with joy, and its surroundings were filled with the color of roses. 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…

Passing

Pass by, pass by unintentionally! Nowadays, many messages on the Internet are passing. A few years ago, I often passed by the QQ space and blog space of beautiful women, but later I didn’t pass by much, but passed by. Therefore, the word “Gone” was copied more and more by others, now it has grown up comparable to passing. How can I drift past without an angel?! Before passing by, my QQ name was streaking Angel. At that time, I was still longing for Angel. The main feeling was that Angel had wings and no unhappy things were tied up, I gave my QQ name as an angel of streaking, but actually I didn’t have a hobby of streaking, because at that time in my mind, Angels were like Cupid, like children, and it was naked flying around. I think the main reason why I gave myself such a name was that Angels didn’t worry. Passing by, now I have to pass by a primary school every day when I go to work. In fact, I don’t think much of the story of my primary school. I just vaguely remember that I was a little shy to talk to others at that time, or chase happily with your friends and show off your toys everywhere. The innocence of children only when we are old can we understand how beautiful it is. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why we never forget our childhood. Passing by, the road you have passed, is it passing?! In the past few years, my heart has become much older. Is it because there are too many passing?! Since I worked as a water delivery staff for the first time, I have received many titles, including my brother, uncle, master, Xiao Lv. At that time, because my skin was too dark by the sun, I always called myself silkworm in my heart, which was the kind of silkworm that had to shed skin many times in my life, bind itself in cocoons, and finally turn into butterflies. Then I passed by Zhuhai, my life experience and worldly wisdom, but I was still passing by, passing back to Nanchang, then passing through Shenzhen, and then passing back to Nanchang again. Now I am still passing by nanchang. Maybe Nanchang is really a decisive passing by at the crossroads of life. Passing by is actually an experience. Some people say that engaging in a career in a lifetime is called persistence, while others say that experiencing all kinds of work in a lifetime is called richness. At first, you also need to experience all kinds of work, but now you understand that if you want to live a peaceful life, you ‘d better engage in a career all your life, if you want a fluttering life, you can experience all kinds of life as much as you like. In fact, no matter you have experienced it or missed it, it is already doomed. What’s the important thing? It doesn’t matter whether you have experienced it or not. Having experienced or a lot of hunger is a pity. Having never experienced it may also be a pity, but there are already so many regrets in life., it doesn’t matter if there is one more or one less. Passing By reminds me of angels. Passing By reminds me of the transformation of these years. Passing By reminds me of some life. Passing by, if I am angel, it is destined to pass by the world.. 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…