qi yue qi day sunny

I had a dream last night. I stood under the blue sky in late autumn, watching a figure like my back drifting away. At the corner, he suddenly looked back, smiled and waved at me, and then disappeared at the end of the path full of poplar trees. The artistic conception of this dream was so beautiful that it was poetic, so that my subconscious mind forced myself to wake up from my dream. I needed a pen and a piece of paper. I had such a strong impulse to write poems. Palpitation, open your eyes, wake up. The fan was still tired in the darkness of the night. I turned on the desk lamp and looked at my watch —- it was just 2 o’clock in the morning, and I secretly complained that it was really not the right time to wake up. Between sleeping or not, 2 am seems to be a disaster for me. If you haven’t fallen asleep before this point in the evening, then you basically don’t want to fall asleep this night; If you wake up at this point, then the night is basically bright. Therefore, last night was destined to be a dawn in advance. Turn over and get out of bed, pour a glass of water to the window, only to find that it is raining outside. It must be a good thing to listen to the rain when people are quiet at night in the countryside. But in cities, there seems to be less charm and sentiment. I closed the window, took a sip of water, and began to miss the smell of soil. Although I was nervous in my dream and wanted to get up to write poems, when I woke up, the poems suddenly disappeared. This may be the most obvious difference between dream and reality. Hey, in the middle of the night, what poem to write! Lying on the bed with the pillow, I began to recall the dream that made me wake up at midnight. There is no need to delve into that beautiful scene any more, because I always consider myself an aesthete. It is normal to dream of beauty. However, it looks familiar, like me, but not my figure. It seems to hide a mystery. So open-minded smile, so free and easy figure, so calm steps, so familiar atmosphere, so strange departure, so, the feeling of separation between God and appearance! Who on earth is he? Where is he going? Why did he laugh at me? Why is he Strange and Familiar? I think I am such a person who loves to get up in the midnight! A dream unexpectedly caused such a broken problem. In this way, this dream slided through the hot and dry night quietly, just like a canal stream, which suddenly infiltrated my bitter mood for these days, making me stare at the ceiling persistently and begin to be stunned. Thinking of my deep attachment to the distance these two days, I changed my QQ signature to a state: the most beautiful time is on the road, and the most beautiful self is in the distance. And encourage each other. Teacher Wang, the chief editor of Western rights protection online, said good after seeing it and encouraged me to be the best of myself. Loli die, a blogger who has always paid close attention to me, left a message after reading one of my poems about distant places, saying: The best time and the best you are always there, now and future. There is no way to change the past, so there is no need to recall it. I am really touched by these warm and sincere encouragement and wishes. I am glad that in my darkest time, there were still people who paid attention to and inspired me to move forward bravely. In fact, I always feel that I am not good enough. Many things are not done well enough, even sometimes they can’t manage their own lives well. Therefore, most of the time, I have a paranoid idea, that is, I will suddenly hate myself now and hope to discard an unbearable self forever. However, I know that, after all, this is a kind of young arrogance. On the continuous journey of life, isn’t every delicate self measured step by step? The true enlightenment is to live calmly at any time and under any circumstances. No matter which stage of life you go to, you should like that period of time, complete the duties you should accomplish at that stage, go along with your life, do not indulge in the past, and do not look forward to the future crazily, life so good. No matter what kind of struggle and challenge we are experiencing, maybe we have only one choice: Although we are suffering, we still need to be happy; And we believe in the future. When a person grows up, he dares to face his true self fiercely. Before choosing, he has a sincere and firm face; After choosing, he has a heart of not abandoning or giving up. Perhaps, there is a detour in everyone’s youth, and no one can finish it for you, but the future is always there. May someone accompany you from place to place. If not, may you become your own Sun. Because, youth is to meet seven of you. One is bright, one is sad, one is gorgeous, one is adventurous, one is stubborn, one is soft, and the last one is growing. Thinking of this, it seemed that I suddenly realized the meaning of that dream. That dream may be the reflection of my current mentality. The figure in the dream may be the self born to the Sun; The beauty in the dream may be the front I need to pursue. In a word, I would rather believe in wishful thinking. This dream indicates that from then on I will not read the past, fear the future, and start a modest and self-sustaining life. I thought about it for half a night, but I didn’t realize it was getting brighter. So I went out to work after washing. When I came to the office and turned on my computer, I suddenly remembered that today was my birthday on July 7 when I saw many friends’ online greeting cards. Looking at the drizzle outside the window, I suddenly felt that today was really a wonderful start. Therefore, I made a wish for myself: no matter how cold and thin the world is, I will try my best to keep such faith and strength as bright, beautiful, simple, pitiful, tolerant, open-minded, kind and warm. Looking back, I played a song called “sunny July 7. After hearing this, my colleague smiled curiously and asked me, isn’t it raining heavily today? Why is it still sunny on July 7th? I smiled and said: July 7th, really sunny. 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. 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