Tree lived white crescent

Mr. Shi Zhangming, who was far away from Tianjin, left me a message in the mailbox, recommending a new song, “inch of grass heart”, which was free. Baidu came out and listened quickly first. Don’t ask my home, whether it is in the end of the world, I know there are azaleas in the mountains; Don’t ask my home, whether there is myth, I know there are white crescent moon on the tree. Once you enter the atmosphere of music, you can’t help feeling in your heart, like a mountain spring, gurgling; This is a very natural expression of emotion, it is also the release of some kind of emotion accumulated in the soul that bursts out instantly. With the ups and downs of music, the splendid country scenes slowly unfolded in front of my eyes; No matter the smoke floating in the morning light or the ink landscape under the night, it was hard to describe the amorous feelings in my heart, without deliberate touch, you can suck out the thousands of tastes of tapping the soul. When people live in other places, the yearning for hometown or hometown will only increase day by day; Some scenes, characters, or fragments of life and human feelings will be enlarged gradually in some opportunities, make yourself sigh, unconsciously look at the direction of the long road, and even, there will be a lot of lingering loneliness and loneliness; Such loneliness and loneliness, it will not become shallow or unnecessary because of the flashing lights and splendid prosperity of the city. On the contrary, it will become heavy and irresistible because of the neon lights and wine-green lights of some cities. I believe that all the men and women living in other places now will have a picture of their homes that will not be changed easily in their hearts. The red flowers and green trees in the picture, the lights and the smoke from the kitchen, and the voices are faint, he would stir sensitive heartstrings from time to time. Although people were far away, they couldn’t give up the yearning, expectation and even tangled anxiety in their hearts. As far as I am concerned, it takes more than ten years to leave the familiar land and squeeze into the edge of the city to make a living; More than ten years have carved a migration track in my heart, thoughts are always floating between the old family and the city, with some helplessness and a little loss. Naturally, there are also many brand-new perceptions and feelings about life. However, those lives and human relationships that I am familiar with will become lively from time to time, stirring up my heart. The surprisingly uncomfortable and tangled feelings also add more thoughts to my restless thoughts, there are more feelings, more sentimental feelings of looking back, more mixed feelings of hope and disappointment. In this state of mind, many words have been written to explain this kind of emotion. The simple accent and nostalgia flowing in the emotion cannot be said to be touching everywhere, but it can definitely make the readers feel the various situations of people in a foreign land, no matter the real life or the precipitation of thoughts, there will be some local complex, some worldly customs that cannot be abandoned are indispensable; In these local complex and worldly customs, including the graves of ancestors, the life journey of parents, the Four Seasons painted by one side of the landscape in the bottom of the heart, even, the plum blossom in the corner of the wall, the bamboo shadow in front of the door and the green mountains behind the house will not be less; In a word, those ordinary and simple pictures have been engraved in the heart, and this life will not be obliterated; those scenes that won’t be blurred are full of lingering charm in the heart from beginning to end; And no matter how dilapidated it will be, how unremarkable it will be, how uncaring or sniffing it will be. The longer you leave, the farther you go, the clearer everything about home and home will be in your heart. Therefore, azaleas, white crescent moon, rivers, light the torches in the night sky, it will be a kind of sustenance in the heart, a kind of symbol, and a kind of constant concern of giving up; The eyes behind me, year after year, are staring at the long figure and walking on a long road;, looking back, things are different from each other, which makes people feel guilty and sad that is hard to let go. However, how can we turn back on this long road? Life is a long road, a trudge that cannot be stopped. Such a mood and such a sigh can only be recalled slowly, chewed slowly, and then rumored slowly at some time, all those unforgettable, or heartbreaking, can only bear it alone. A small straw heart makes my dreams burst into tears. Singing, it is such a complicated mood. 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