New Moon

It is said in the book that everything in the world has its own principles, and everything has such a life after all. I accepted it, but the new moon didn’t think so. She doesn’t like loneliness alone. She has one thousand ideals and ten thousand ways of living, but only one life. I said to her. She said there were two. A is birth. Two is met me. Crescent moon likes writing. She always depicts the world as a static painting. As long as the first pen is good, don’t be too sloppy in the future. People, don’t be too tired. If you want to write, you should be free naturally. The new moon is such a person. Laugh and grow fat, fortunately appearance passable. Gentle charity is like the Avalokitesvara of great mercy. Hazy beauty. Crescent Moon said that she often hated the loneliness that I just said. But I never doubt its quality. I am a person who lives everything rather blurry. For example, days and feelings. The former makes sense, especially the latter. I often confuse the concepts of friendship and love. It is inevitable that there will be unspeakable sadness in my heart. The crescent moon is always like a Bodhisattva. The left hand is flat with a water bottle, and the right hand is lightly twisted. Eyes narrowed, slowly open. The finger of the right hand gently bounced at me. I was so nervous that I almost fainted. My three lives and three lives are all in her hands. I believe them. After finishing these things, she kowtowed to Bodhisattva again and begged Bodhisattva for understanding. Then I laughed wildly at me. I asked her my unknown marriage several times with a smile. She likes to look at me carelessly. We can always easily find the subtle happiness bit by bit. Without her, I really don’t know where happiness comes from. Live like water in the sun. Light and satisfying. I am a free man. My understanding. This doomed me to be on the road forever. I love my words. I have rich, delicate and full feelings for them. The same is true for Life Ideals and feelings. Beautiful things always hide from life, hanging in unknown distance. But I have never taken good care of them responsibly. Xinyue said that I am a pig with too many thoughts and too thin and slim. When she said this, I almost laughed too much. When I am bored, the new moon is always my happiness. I often like to pretend to say incoherent, “New Moon, don’t be fat, lose weight, it’s weird, unfortunately, be my wife. Please don’t be like my sister, my mother, or Bodhisattva. I will easily marry you. The new moon lifted my ears up and said in a shrill voice, “Oh my God, what a poor pig! I’m going to drink water and drink it in my mind. She patted her hands and ran away with a cigarette. I like to think quietly. But also addicted. In the evening, it became stuffy and stood up against the wall, pouring out the surplus thoughts. The new moon always laughs at me and says, this is the water in my mind. The ability of cattle is also strong on me. Happiness is always so simple. However, I still dare not look at the sun on the treetop outside the window in the morning. She will burn my face. That wandering insecurity 1.1 drop hollowed out my heart. The new moon went to art school, but I still like to tangle with her endlessly. I said, New Moon, look at my marriage. Why haven’t I arrived yet? It’s boring to be alone. My heart is very sad. Xinyue said on the phone, “you, you, no one can cure you, that’s all. Will some lobster. This is a peach blossom disaster. You are destined to fly with peach blossoms all your life, but you are lonely and helpless. You will die of this heart. Before I finished speaking, the sound of wind came from the inside, which seemed to be thousands of miles away. She overheard our secret. I lost my last chance to say that I love you. I had to laugh at the phone and said that this charming and lovely fat jumped so far. The weather gradually became cold. The wind blew down the leaves on the trees, and the thin branches were exposed in the air. Those trees began to grow full of thoughts because of their experiences. I also began to burrow like a bear and continue wandering on the words. At this time, I received a letter from Xinyue unexpectedly: Mao thief, only I can lower you. Winter is coming, no one hurts the child. I knitted a scarf for you, just put it on, don’t sit so muddy. Whoever sees it will feel distressed. Besides, I am in love. May you encounter a sudden love. From now on, I will always be in the sunset dusk. Wearing a snow-white scarf, I learned the appearance of Mao Ning. Put your hand into the trouser pocket and sing late autumn emotionally over and over again. Until the singing was full of tears and I was satisfied. The setting sun is not on the branch, staring at the sunset glow of the setting sun. I am trying my best to find it. I will find another person, who will hide in my memory and words forever. The man is called Xinyue. 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…

Spring Gathering

Winter has been silent, unable to entangle. Gently open the door of the season, knock the footprints of spring hunting, try to walk into the deep heart and touch the warm fragrance. Rain, clear and smooth; Wind, gently rising; Air, quiet new; Earth, gradually crisp; Everything grows quietly; Heart, slowly open. Everything, everything is so clear, so pure, so safe. A little further from yesterday’s Frost, a little further from today’s warm sun. Let the sunshine penetrate into the heart window, the breeze enters into my heart, and the haze is exhausted. Spring, free, heartily writes the vitality between heaven and earth. Use rain as ink, use wind as pen, Green is the background color, nature is drawing paper, strong grass, drink sketch. Or sparse or dense, or deep or shallow, or thick or light, a frame of only beautiful watercolor painting volumes, leaping into the world. The charming and eye-catching of peach blossom red; The white elegance of pear flower and its styles are continuous; The shyness of cherry blossom powder makes my head look down; The dignified and graceful Magnolia Blossom, Tingting Jingxian; The flamboyant rape flowers are all over the mountains and fields, as far as Golden. Sky, blue, high and far away, a few white clouds leisurely in it. Several colorful kites soared up, with long silk threads shaking and laughing. A piece of peach blossom is flying in whose heart, and the purplish red whispers again and again? Cut a wisp of spring breeze, warm thousands of miles of misty rain, associated with the missing. At the edge of the curved stream, the water is clear, and the fingertips of the Yi people are wet. Spring is getting stronger, Willow is like smoke, and the smoke from the kitchen is warm; The water is clear and shallow, and the laughter is good, and the talk is full of joy! Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) 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…