Love gives corner

Some people say that a mood can describe the smile of some people, which may not be enough. A song can sing some people’s heartbreaking, which may not be enough. A film can describe the ups and downs of some people, which may not be enough. A documentary can engrave some people’s subtle changes, which may not be enough. A series of long novels can reflect that some people are profound and trivial, which may not be enough. If all of these are not expressed by some people, but under the rainy sky, someone will always be reflected by one’s indifference. Perhaps the fragmented heart is the most complete and accurate appearance in the world. People who love words show the dark side of life, while the happy and sunny side gives time. Think about some people, it seems that they owe a little more. When I knock on the keyboard, sometimes the words I clearly lay down are so painful for a small atrium in my heart, while for the other big atrium, it is something that some people don’t know. I read those words on the internet and saw an article written to my mother. Thinking of how many things my parents had done that their good son didn’t know, now I know more and more why my father is so wordy, because he didn’t even know what to say if he cared about his son, so he had to repeat these. I thought I received my father’s calls almost every day before, and thought that was my father. Every time I often call my mother, my father always says that I just want to find your mother. In fact, you can’t say a few words to my father, and you will automatically call my mother. Because father loves nothing. What my father cares about is the development of his own children, which is to see far, while what my mother cares about is where his children are affected, where they suffer, and how anxious they are to be around me. How to divide the life span, I hope that the life span of my parents can be very long. Sometimes I always like to think about the future far away. Entering some people’s space and listening to the background music of the space repeatedly, there are many things that I don’t know. Maybe others think it’s nothing, but I feel the world is getting dark. Q hasn’t been online for a long time. It’s online tonight. I’m chatting with people you miss me. At the same time, I’m listening to my deskmate talking to me about his exciting job experience today, he thanked me for listening to him for more than an hour. In fact, he also told me his experience, and later he told him disgusting words. To be honest, I hate acquaintances saying thank you to me. I think it’s too strange. My deskmate said a classic sentence tonight: we college students don’t know anything, I really don’t even know if I sell you. The third time I heard a boy tell me these things, I felt very moved to say, because I have always been ignored by boys. Life is not easy, and life is not easy. I just think I am happy except for some things. In fact, sometimes I call some people, not to ask them for help, but to let them pay more attention. Entering a world, even if you reach the cliff, you will not go to another world. Understanding a word requires a lot of efforts. Time, I have no feeling for you. I always think about the day when I am in a familiar place, looking at the familiar back, how can I face the reality and torture me. I know everything is redundant, and when I look up at the sky, the sky is also blurred. This log has been written for a long time, typing with a feeling that I know. The air in the campus is very fresh, and the snacks in the student Street are very attractive, but only I know that kind of mood. Every time I open Q, I always do such repetitive things, knowing what, but always waiting for something. I get used to it, even my mood is used to it. Everything depends on fate, but I can’t find the direction. When you shed the strong tears you unloaded in front of someone, you will know that your tears at that time are not redundant. It is good to have friends and talk about our weaknesses without scruple. I was moved to hear a classmate told me that the counselor asked me about me. In fact, I had a good life. What life gives me is that I seem to understand nothing, don’t understand! Love is just a habit! I don’t know…… It’s very cold this winter! The world is so cold! 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…

Midnight listen to music: pi pa yu

At midnight, everything was silent, one side of the quiet space, with a faint dream flowing. A sad, euphemistic and touching “PIPA” cut through the silence. The beautiful melody and melodious melody seem to tell a long story. How many lovesickness is expressed in a pipa, how many sorrows are expressed, and how many thoughts and sorrows are aroused? Left unattended a sigh! The sound of lute, the sound of lute. Lute is a traditional string in our Eastern culture, which is called the sound of gold and stone because of its clear tone and rich expressive force. The sound of the Pipa is round and solid, crisp and bright. Rapidly, there is a trend of storm and rain; In the gentle, there is a drop of pearls and jade plates. The lute was first used as a court instrument, and later it was spread among the folk, and the performance in the public gradually evolved from accompaniment to solo. When I was a student, I had also been edified by Bai Juyi’s pipa. Tonight, when I hear your Pipa, I feel like listening to the fairy music. Bai Juyi, who was then Sima of Jiangzhou, heard the sound of lute by chance when he saw off passengers aboard, so he invited the lute girl to play. The sadness is not like the sound forward, and the whole seat is full of heavy smell and tears. The description is that Bai Juyi and the guests present couldn’t help crying because of the excellent performance skills of the lute girl. Thus it can be seen that the charm of PIPA language is everlasting till now. Who did this delicate and meticulous song “PIPA” come from? This PIPA language was first created by Lin Hai and played by Jiang Yan in the 2003 “pipa Xiang” album. Lin Hai, a very indifferent name. Graduated from the Central Conservatory of Music in 1992, he was a young pianist coming out of Fuzhou. However, professionals in the industry have high recognition and appreciation for him. Talented musicians from the east and the west of the right hand have Chopin’s temperament, as well as Debussy’s laziness and elegance! Jiang Yan, born in Jinan, Shandong province, has learned pipa with Fang Jinlong and GE Yuhuan since he was 5 years old. In 1999, he was admitted to the Central Conservatory of Music and was a teacher Professor Li Guanghua, he is a beautiful lute performer who attracts people’s attention. Later, Xu Jinglei used this song as background music and ending song at the beginning of the film in her movie “A letter from a strange woman. The sound of the lute in the film sounded like the heroine’s deep sorrow and whispers, pouring out her unknown love in her life. “Pipa dialect” takes the sound of piano as the prelude, and the tactful repetition of just three notes creates a quiet atmosphere in the dead of night, which brings people into a kind of lingering and sentimental mystery. Tune urgent when such as mountain stream, tune slow when and as huaqianyuexia. Under the cry of the lute, the murmur of the Lute is like crying and whispering to my heart. The faint sadness overflowing from the Keys touches people’s emotions, making people indulge in the atmosphere of musical artistic conception, adding a sense of tenderness and sadness. The most wonderful part of the song is the faint singing of the female voice in the middle: Ah Ah is really like the sound of nature. Although there is no lyrics, it gives full play to the feeling of desire, which makes people delusion infinite. Before the end of the song, the familiar melody at the beginning was repeated again, and the lingering sound was winding and not going for a long time. The pipa song lightly expresses the unknown loneliness. The leisurely pipa language is so slim that it can fully express the love in the world. Although it is sad, it is perfect, which makes people sigh! No matter in the dusk of returning birds to the forest, or in the quiet midnight, listening quietly to the whispers of the Lute is actually listening to the past of the world of mortals. I listened to this song repeatedly and lost myself in the music. I was so intoxicated that I felt like a lifetime. It seems that I have traveled through the tunnel of time and space in the hazy world and arrived thousands of years ago. At dusk, I strolled alone in yinghualiu Lane. When passing the Pavilion of the building, I saw a sentimental woman sitting in a pavilion with a pipa wrapped in a thin cicada gauze, with a little sadness and expectation in his eyes, his slender fingers were lightly winding, and he played this sad and sad pipa. The string of the Pipa said Acacia, at that time, the moon was there, and the clouds were shining. Lute lightly, stirring silent loneliness, dots like tears, wet dry heart, walking into poems, telling endless lovesickness. She was sad, lonely, helpless, with a heart of thousands of knots but no one confided. She hoped that the people she loved could hear her voice and come back to her side. She completely infused the ups and downs of emotion into the music. Sunset, heartbroken people still in Tianya. However, as time goes by, Xiao Lang becomes a stranger. A Song of PIPA is just to pay tribute to the helplessness of the autumn wind and the painting fan if the life is just like the first sight! The beautiful encounter brought short happiness, but behind the happiness was the long loneliness and loneliness. After the long night, only with the Moon Shadow, red candle, residual tears accompany each other. The sound of Lute has played the loneliness of thousands of years. Who can change her tear makeup into red makeup? Listen, listen, I am deeply moved, I am dejected for this woman’s sad feelings, tears left behind the sound of lute/still ringing here till now/searching through thousands of years/old dream vaguely/This sigh/how much sorrow in the world/wandering in the end of the world/sad tears/sound of lute/Till now, it still rings here/The Plain hand makes the PIPA/The Pipa clear and crisp sound Ding Dong Ding Dong/The Letter hand continues to play with low eyebrows/continues to play/plays with infinite heart/continues to play with low eyebrows/continues to play/plays infinite things in your heart/White: laughter/has become the memory of yesterday/plain-handed lute/lute clear and crisp ding dong ding dong/clear tears in eyes/tears/What is the long separation in the world/clear tears/tears/nowhere to miss each other in the world/A pi pa yu, how many lonely sorrow. The song is over, but the lingering sound is still lingering in my heart. What comes out from a pipa is the memory that evokes the dusty past, which is so far away but just like yesterday, flowing through the tip of my heart bit by bit, telling the distant feelings, just like yesterday’s dream. The slight sorrow and missing all turn into silence and warm trickle moistening the heart. “PIPA” describes the beautiful past after the end of the song, “PIPA” sighed with emotion about the cruel and dark helpless reality, and “PIPA” longed for the unpredictable unknown tomorrow. Wandering Mind, unspoken, only residual chapter flower know 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…

Happiness Prescription

Happiness is not a temporary thing, but a lifelong thing. A happy life does not mean that I love you and then begin to love each other; Nor does it mean that we are not suitable and then separate. Happiness is that two people wait silently, accumulate all the love in the bottom of their hearts and taste it day after day. Before the happy flowers bloom, they fall in love with the thick green shade, and the flowers bloom, then plant the rich joy in the common life with the loved ones. When the garden is full of fragrance, as long as you open your eyes, you will feel the existence of happiness. Neither freshness nor excitement is happiness, which is the most superficial pursuit of life. Following the popularity, people follow the trend, making the years pale and useless. In the end, it will still be the mirror flower of water moon, like a meteor passing brightly, but it will shed eternal nothingness and emptiness. Happiness is not a secular thing, let alone a squander of time. Although someone has squander like this, she was as beautiful as a flower when she was young, and her followers were countless. She also indulged in it all day long, this year laughter fuming years. Unconsciously, the years passed away. Time was like a scissors, cutting away her beauty; Time was like a tide, washing away the boundless vanity. Now her beauty is old, only loneliness and loneliness accompany her. External things are fleeting. Youth and beauty are the most stupid if they are used as extravagant capital. Happiness is something related to our hearts. In life, we should cherish our hearts and not be confused by external factors. The key is whether our soul can have long-term pleasure, just like a stream of nectar spreading slowly in our blood. Happiness is to cherish the present, but not to squander the present. Five-Flower horse, thousands of gold attack, breath out will change wine, and sell the eternal sorrow with Er, this is a kind of helplessness and loneliness in life. The Sky without dark clouds will not rain. If you want your heart to be clear, please walk away from the dark clouds in your heart. Happiness need we do bees, in the flowers of life on 1.1 drop honey. Cherish the blooming flowers on the windowsill, the smile of others, the umbrella held by your lover on your head, the childish call from your children, and the good mood every day. Cherishing these means collecting happiness. Happiness is not written on your face, but something deep in your heart. Happiness is not money, cars and BMW, high-ranking officials and generous officials, nor does it mean being complacent and forgetful. Happiness is a flower, which needs the cultivation of spiritual soil; Happiness is a river, which flows silently in the hearts of people who love life. Now life may be unfortunate, but happiness may not come. Just like a woman who later met an unfortunate and widowed intellectual, their lives were incomplete, it’s all about life being sawed off by fate. But they just made up for each other. She gave him warmth and he gave her the true meaning of life. However, the river of happiness quickly broke through the barrier of their hearts and found the riverbed that they could always rely on. Only this kind of pleasure can nourish a person’s heart for a long time, even for a lifetime. There is no unified answer to what happiness is. Some people say: people who suffer may not have happiness, and people who are happy may not be far away from pain. After all, happiness is just a feeling. Someone is in happiness all the time. Here is a happiness prescription for friends. May friends find a magic medicine from it. Be a optimist. High position and wealth may be the source of happiness, neither lowliness nor poverty can exclude happiness. If you can be an optimist, you will have a good mood for the rest of your life. When people suffer setbacks and misfortunes, they are always depressed. But as long as you can think it over and be more motivated, how can everything be done? Good mood makes people calm and comfortable, which is the foundation of health and happiness. Cherish friendly. The intimacy of children, the smile of friends, the help of neighbors and even passers-by are all the enjoyment of the soul. Although these are fleeting, however, as long as you often have it, it is a person’s spring. Away pain. Pain is like a mountain, which can’t be stopped on the road and can’t be eaten by pressing on the heart. However, the mountain is dead and people are alive. Don’t take it seriously and leave it aside, it existed; It. Risk self. Serving the majority of people is a major part of life. No matter when and where, this purpose should always be treasured in the heart, reflected in the action, you benefit everyone, this sea of blessing, you can always wave the boat of your life. Don’t envy the blessing of lying on the sofa every day. It is really a worry to raise your Majesty. You should know that practicing is the real good self-feeling. Don’t see others in general. Confined front inch, inevitably short-sighted. Looking at the vastness, the length of tolerance is short, getting along with others harmoniously, bringing out the best in each other, the nature is vast and the scenery is infinite. Never too old to learn. Knowledge is the sun of life, and knowledge is power. Learning often, your brain is not blocked, and your ears are clear. The joy of success in your career can also be enjoyed frequently. Don’t take money too seriously. To yi qian ru ming, more cannot zhong cai light righteousness. A famous person said well: money is a good servant, and sometimes it will change itself into a bad master. Being a slave is not happy, and being a slave of money is also very bitter. Many people are good at seeking wealth but not good at seeking blessings. In the end, there is still no happiness. The plan of life lies in diligence. Diligence is always the pillar of happiness. Love Labor can not only gain wealth, but also reduce all kinds of ideological pressure, which can keep you away from emptiness, impetuousness and annoyance. Adhere to exercise. Life lies in movement. There is a famous saying of French medical scientist tieso: Sports can almost replace any medicine in terms of its function, but all the medicines in the world cannot replace the function of sports. Obviously, exercise is the premise of health. But why do people without health say happiness? 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…

Friends gather head

Until the mosquitoes in the White House, like me, gradually became addicted to smoking and circled around the smoke ring; I still didn’t want to admit that summer was coming, and I didn’t want to go to the lake again. Therefore, I was immersed in the words; I didn’t write for writing any more. I always thought of some past events and touched the dream that I didn’t dare to mention, then I wrote a few words with tears in my eyes and wrote those words wrongly on purpose, wrong that name. Daiyu and summer. Baoyu said: if we wait for them to persuade us, at that time, won’t we be separated? Secretly hide handkerchief. Just like what is written in the book. Jutou. However, no one will persuade us. The story ends like this, and you will not regard it as love. Is the past gone? I heard that on the bank of Linghe River, there is still that Crimson grass. Just like this summer, it came after all; Time never stopped. A dream can still appear every night, but we are no longer the original name. At that time, I said that memory was a forced retention of time; I looked back on what was happening as the past. Now, what happened seems to be happening; Tears replace tears. I dare not open a Dream of Red Mansions any more. The place where Xueqin stopped writing was exactly the summer; The blank space after I started reading. At least in this summer, in the life since then, the story will not be continued. In the summer after Xueqin stopped writing, the story would not be continued. If we say that some days I am free, it is because I never think about the past. Just like that summer, I opened it page by page and just wanted to know what was written on the next page. It was also in that summer that I read the last page, and I was caught in endless sadness. Therefore, I forgot the sunshine and rain in that summer. As for now, I can’t recall it either. I can no longer write. I can no longer write stories from my previous life. Just like many summer days before that, when I put on a long-sleeved T-shirt, autumn came. Season returns to time, and summer replaces summer. Just at this time, I will write such messy words, the more chaotic the better. Don’t do anything, don’t expect to wake up tonight, still can understand. I just want to leave the word summer in the text and tell myself that summer is coming, don’t resist any more. I remember writing a text called summer night, but unfortunately it was not preserved; After summer, the text disappeared and I never looked for it again. That summer destroyed all the evidence of memory. Maybe I wrote about the acacia tree, but I don’t know how the acacia tree has something to do with a Dream of Red Mansions. But fortunately, I still remember one sentence, the water lily in the center of the lake is in full bloom in short skirts. It was also in such a night that I waded through the water. The Other Shore was the moon pass of that night. I don’t remember. I don’t know if the night will feel tired if it lasts for a long time, and whether it will be tired of its own silence. I recalled the past, but I didn’t want to write down one thing, nor to write down the dawn. The summer outside the window laughed at me outside, but I satirized the ignorance of another summer with my own soberness. It sounds more appropriate and gorgeous than all the words describing love. You know the ending of the story, and you even know what the story itself looks like. Just like fireworks meeting the night sky, like rain falling in the south of the Yangtze River. Summer is coming summer is coming summer is coming to see those people I don’t know and those strange scenery. Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…

With tears of happiness

The topic of my speech is happiness with tears. To be honest, standing on this podium today is not so much a speech as a basking in my mood and talking to my colleagues about the happiness with tears in teaching. Since this semester, the classes I have taken are Class 6 and class 7 of senior two. The students in these two classes have poor academic performance and poor self-discipline ability, which makes it difficult to manage their daily teaching life. Just with high school. When I was in Class 6, I stepped towards the platform with the bell ringing. After the monitor’s stand-up, there were uneven greetings and strange voices mixed in the middle. When they did this for the first time, I comforted myself. It didn’t matter, slowly. Therefore, I stressed to the students: Don’t say hello like this in the future. When asking questions, you should speak with one voice. In the second class, the order was slightly better. However, it was still chaotic to stand up in the third class. So I was furious and made a three-chapter agreement with the students in the classroom. After the monitor shouted to stand up, the whole class Must Say Hello in unison. If anyone made a strange voice for three consecutive times, I would ask him to leave the classroom automatically, and I also wrote this rule on my exam preparation book, and asked the students who agreed to do this to sign their names after this rule, and the whole class signed and agreed together. Since this regulation, the class was indeed much more orderly, but I felt uneasy and bitter in my heart. I asked myself, as a teacher, what kind of law does this regulation for students conform? What right do I have to invite students out of class? But if I don’t do this, I can’t find a better management method in a short time, I really feel very contradictory and helpless. In class, no matter how passionate I feel in class, there are always some students sleeping in class. At first, I always kindly remind him and call him to the office to talk with him after class, but for those sleeping Buddhas in the class, the effect is really poor. I can only pull him up from sleepiness and stand, just like me!, I did say it with my teeth clenched. There are still many things that are not satisfactory. Therefore, in countless trivial and busy days, in the special troubles of managing students, I will be tired, sad, confused and depressed, and feel that I am really hard to support, I am not a strict person, but I have to stick to my heart and say everything; I am not a strong person, but I have to endure all kinds of grievances, misunderstandings and even resentment; I am not a patient and meticulous person, however, we must give up a lot of rest time to pay attention to and guard students. What will we expect from all this? On the first day I prepared this speech, I received a text message from a graduated student: Thanks to the teacher for his earnest instruction on this Thanksgiving Day, I would like to thank the teacher for his constant devotion to me, and I will never forget it for my whole life. On a cold day, a student sent a text message saying that teacher, it’s cold today, wear more when going to class, be careful to catch cold. In a sunny afternoon, senior 2. When a student in class 7 wrote a composition with the title of “beautiful door”, he wrote that in today’s composition class, a classmate asked for leave and didn’t come to class, the books on his desk were very messy. We didn’t notice them, but the teacher saw them. She walked to the desk of the classmate, bent down and gently picked up those books and adjusted them, put it away. At that moment, I thought the teacher was in the beautiful door. Every time I experienced these warm words, the wet feeling at the corner of my eyes revealed my full touch, and all my troubles vanished. No matter sad or happy, confused or full, this is the lingering happiness in my life! In front of such sincere and pure emotions, all the sufferings and pains seem so insignificant; In front of such sincere and pure emotions, I am intoxicated, intoxicated with the days of getting along with students day and night, intoxicated with the growth and progress of students. Only a teacher can experience these scenes Personally. This is my tearful happiness. At the same time, I also know that my colleagues, every one of us here, every day and every year of teaching, are all influenced by tearful happiness like me, I am a teacher who does not feel depressed and happy with tears, and many colleagues bear more pain and happiness than I do, I think it is this sincere contribution and feeling that has condensed the life of Yongzhong people without regrets, created a harmonious atmosphere of Yongzhong, and continued to write a new chapter page by page in Yongzhong! This is my mood. Thank you! 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…

Anticipation of rain

Weather and rain are changeable for days. Fortunately, my mood is better than this weather. Although it is not sunny, it can also be called relaxing and indifferent. However, in ordinary days, most of them are moaning for some trivial things without illness. When they are bored, it is inevitable to be a petty family: When it rains, they have to complain about the inconvenience of traveling; When the sun comes out, I also think the weather is too hot and dry. The changing speed of God’s face always caught people off guard. In this late summer, the large-span temperature difference phenomenon is also testing people’s adaptability to the weather. That night, when I came back late, I walked alone on the deserted street. I couldn’t see any light in the dark sky, and there were some unclear muffled sounds coming from far away. With the gradual silence of the nearby voice, the hazy street lamp lit a kind of lazy sleepiness, which made the faint singing and dancing music in the distance also carry a loose sleepiness, listless and lack of vitality. It’s windy, it’s summer night wind, cool but strong, a little breathless. Those fallen leaves floating in the wind were like small elves, passing by in the darkness from time to time. Although the climate of this city called Plateau Pearl is mild, clean and serene, it still cannot cover its plateau character. With the rolling of fallen leaves on the road, the light streaked across the sky, and those muffled sounds made them mighty with the help of the wind. They became clear and loud, with a great momentum of rolling in. The wind was strong and the Thunder was severe, and the mood of returning home was not as bold as that of making the storm more violent. Before the rainstorm came, I hurried back home. There was still lightning and thunder outside the window, but I didn’t hear the expected rain. I just thought: The Thunder is so strong, will the raindrops be small? This night, I had no reason to expect a delightful heavy rain to come. I was looking forward to seeing the clear and clear clear sky after the rain the next morning, and I was looking forward to the clear sky after the rain to clean up the haze of my heart. Before the heavy rain came, I fell asleep in expectation…… 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…