Smoke · Capriccio

At dawn, there is thick fog outside the window. One or two stars of straight light were shining firmly through the dense fog. Such Dawn is not quiet. The sound of cars on the road and the roaring sound pierced the earmuffs sharply. In such a sleepless moment, a person suddenly feels very weak. Let’s have a cigarette! After rummaging through the boxes, I found nothing. Lying on the bed stuffy, he picked up a pen, put it in his mouth, and took a deep breath: there was a slight bitter taste. Open your mouth, a wisp of blue smoke around your eyes. Look! So light and enchanting dancing, like an elf. Some people say that smoking is a small movie about beautiful fantasy that smokers show for themselves. For me, this movie shows more about the past…… Before graduation, a group of confused children met the coming-of-age ceremony as scheduled regardless of their wishes or unwillingness. Youth seems to be related to being young and frivolous and deviant, otherwise personality and uniqueness cannot be publicized. And this is naturally inseparable from smoke. At the graduation banquet: If you don’t know how to drink, then smoke! A boy said so. Stone, scissors, cloth! That cigarette gradually became ashes in the mouth of the loser. Of course, that was just a taste of the form, not to mention the taste. That was the initial memory of smoke. Later, I was always a lady, and my life passed by in a hurry with the bitterness of plain and nicotine. It seems that I have known her when I come into contact with cigarettes again. A woman without pride and free will. When playing computer and playing cards, you can smoke a pack of cigarettes until it is empty. Better than men. Sometimes, I took off half of the cigarette she smoked, threw it away, or put it into my mouth, and then she threw it away. Asking her why she smoked like this, she seemed to answer: depressed! Personality and uniqueness can be interpreted by smoke; Weakness and depression can be comforted by smoke. This cigarette turned out to be a good thing. The enchanting smoke seemed to dance in front of me. Gradually, dissipate…. Finally, nothing was left. Just like some people and things in life. Today, whether to buy a pack of cigarettes as well. 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…

Classmates graduation 30th anniversary party stone carving couplet and pen holder couplet

▓ Yang Wenfeng this year marks the 30th anniversary of graduation from two classes of 78-level agricultural meteorology major in Nanjing Meteorological Institute (now Nanjing University of Information and Engineering). Classmates at home and abroad all hope to go back to their alma mater to get together, and specially established preparatory group. Level 78 is the second batch of freshmen after the reform of college entrance examination, which is only half a year away from the first level 77 entrance. The reform of college entrance examination has changed the fate of our generation as well as China. The reunion of classmates is a very rare and grand event. In 2002, classmates once held a party for 20 years after graduation. In this party for the 30th anniversary of graduation, everyone thought that a commemorative pen holder should be set up with a copy of lettering on it. I wrote a copy for the commemorative pen holder before and sent it to the preparatory group for comments. Yesterday, Xie Chunming, a classmate from Beijing, and Gong Peihua, a classmate from Sydney called one after another. Lv Jiang, a classmate from Yun, presented a strip stone embedded in the ground to his alma mater at the party, which was engraved with words, I hope it is 8 to 10 words. Many classmates recommended me to write couplets, so I assigned this task to me. Classmates of Zheng Xiaobo in Guiyang also talked about this in the email. I dare not violate my classmate’s order, so I have to write a copy in a hurry. As a suggestion, I will send it to the preparatory group together with the previous commemorative pen holder (revised version), which may not be suitable. Please revise and decide. [Engraved stone characters]: The Grace of alma mater, students of grade 78 majoring in agricultural meteorology from the high mountains and rivers. Party to present alma mater [engraved pen holder characters]: students who graduated for 30 years, Qiuguang party South Gas Academy 2012.7.13 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…

Cang ink bar

Sometimes, narration is just to commemorate one’s existence. It is like the vicissitudes of those who count down time. Day after day, year after year, my heart counts every cycle of time. But it is also like a person guarding the independence, sitting alone beside the river and watching every wave put out on the river. I just want to cherish the world axis that I don’t know when it will suddenly break. If, obsolescence is just a kind of sadness, which cannot be copied, but it often strikes. The years are like moving in the silent time. The red and green brick walls covered with moss and the old wooden buildings covered with black and white walls all show a familiar old smell. The chair with a creak, pressed against the heavy old body, just sat alone in the alley. The turbid eyes had already lost the most colorful color in the world. The dust that penetrates the sunshine is still lingering here, jumping excitedly, floating, and slowly silent in a dark corner, continuing to write the traces of history in the next chapter. I hate the feeling of missing the past, but it is easy to see some familiar things, familiar scenes and the same dialogue. He also let himself miss and Miss involuntarily, and then his mouth was full of the smell of old vicissitudes. If, words attach power. Always when I was about to give up, what I said to myself was just a bloody killing, but it could let me continue to face it. No matter what the ending is, I have persisted in some things. I just stick to the end, but what I get is not the result I want. Does this make me look stupid? But I knew it was silly, but I still kept being silly. Some things, I said to myself, as long as they still exist, can not give up. Because nobody knows the result, but if you give up, that is the result. Three lives, three lives. If I live, if I live for the world. Why generation after generation. Do your best and listen to the destiny. So, now, no matter what, I insist on doing it. Although it is a kind of self-oppression without words and a way of self-abuse. At least, I can prove that I still exist in this world. The world is really small; The whole life is really short. Jumping out of the universe, the world is just a sphere. Through time, life is just a few decades. The bizarre Society and the ups and downs of life, and what is the expression. No one can predict tomorrow’s life, but can arrange tomorrow’s life. Who can’t guess? We are just puppets in the hands of people in another world. If God is the director, it is both crying and laughing to arrange you to cry. Because it cannot be proved, everything is still a scene in life. If, words attach power. The truest thing is just self-comfort and hypnosis. However, it does have power, along with killing blood, which can make the heart stronger. If I only shortened my life course, it would be my shortest journey. The only thing we can do is not to give up what is in front of us easily. Until the end, there was no result. 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…