Say beautiful (Taiyuan Evening News)

My girlfriend’s son was executed. When I heard the news, I cried for whom I didn’t know. In short, my tears couldn’t stop. My girlfriend is one year older than me, but she got married eight years earlier than me. Because of her beauty, the scenery before and after marriage in those years can be imagined. She chose thousands of people to marry a cadre she liked, after giving birth to her son, she was restless because of her beauty, and was kept by a boss. Later, she ran away, leaving her ten-year-old son to grow up with her grandparents, because of genetic genes, the grown-up son is also extraordinary, but it is a pity that the spoiled and twisted life experience of grandparents gave him a specific life, since he was a little misbehaved and didn’t discipline him in time, he grew up and got along with the idle people in the society, burning, killing and looting all the time, and finally ruined his youth under the gun of Justice, at the age of twenty, A fresh life is gone, how will grandparents spend the rest of their lives? My girlfriend had never heard from her since she left that year. I don’t know if she regretted after receiving the news. If she had been her good wife and mother at home, maybe the result would not be like this, but there is no if in the world. It’s going to rain again. This year’s weather is very special. There is a lot of rain, which makes me feel wet. I have to leave for Weifang a few days after I come back. I have been traveling back and forth between the two places in the recent two months, when I was busy, I felt that life was passing fast. Winter was coming in the blink of an eye. Winter was the last season of the whole year, and I was going to welcome the new year again. When I was young, I looked forward to the new year and wore new clothes, wearing a new hat will bring you inexplicable excitement. Even bigger, because there are holidays on festivals, you can control yourself freely. You are crazy late at night and wake up naturally during the day. The Immortal days make you greedy; now I am getting older, and suddenly I am very afraid of the new year. At the moment when the calendar tore off the last page, I always shudder and grow one year older. Every time I see the wrinkles in my eyes deepening gradually, the occasional white hair from the hair will be faintly lost. No matter how capable you are, No matter how much money you have, you will not freeze your youth forever. Your youth is very short and your life is very short. As a woman, after 40 years of trials and hardships, you may have already ignored your life, I look down upon my appearance and pray for the health of people around me forever. I often send blessings to relatives and friends, but forget to send them to myself. Only when you take a look at your happy life can you truly understand that it is not necessary for a woman to be too beautiful and dignified. It is too beautiful and easy to attract wind. It is difficult for a woman to be a good family, otherwise same-sex jealous, opposite sex Chase, life will become mess,,,,,, beautiful woman set foot social, as how to keep low-key, will have attention opportunity, unmarried, you can still deal with it. After you are married, it will be very difficult to be a good woman who has a good family. Although you have already declared that you are a married woman, some men don’t care about that, how many men (of course, they can’t be generalized, and there are also many good men) can’t help seeing beauty. No matter what method is used, whether it is pursued or crooked, they will never give up until they reach their goals. When they meet such a man, if you are a colleague, you can refuse to get angry, but you just lack a position to be a friend. If you are an important customer, you will lose a business if you refuse; If you are a boss, it will be miserable, refusal means losing your job and seeking another high position. You have to continue to deal with the color. Women don’t have to be too beautiful, just live up to their parents. It’s not easy for their mother to raise herself. She was pregnant in October and went through all the hardships. She gave birth to a child once and stepped into the world of yin and yang. She was born with beauty and, can have several round, which regular features, limbs symmetry without defect, life just peace. Women don’t need to be too beautiful to live up to themselves. A clear face and a healthy body are enough. Finding a job won’t be rejected, finding friends won’t be ashamed to see their parents-in-law, and going home won’t be bored, going to the streets will not be noticed. Women should never give birth to too beautiful, but every woman wants to be beautiful like a fairy. Sometimes she will be admired, will earn the rate of turning around and will be favored; Sometimes, she will be kept, some people take advantage of their own beauty, enjoy their leisure and hard work, and do the third party with ease, eat delicious food and drink spicy food, squander their own youth arbitrarily. The bad reputation of the third party is spurned by the world, and they are sorry for their parents, the beauty of this woman is disgusting. If a woman is born with real beauty, she should grasp her own advantages, appreciate her beauty and let it play its role. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Open the windows of the soul

4 or 5 meters away from my Yintai, there is a small coal yard. The windows have never been opened all the year round. That’s the case. A few days later, there was still a layer of fine coal ash on the smooth ceramic tile windowsill, which was wiped repeatedly. At first, my heart was always uncomfortable. After a long time, I got used to it, but I couldn’t feel its existence. Hot Summer, rarely a cool wind, especially when cooking on the stove, in a burst of flame baking, panic, sweat rolled down along the cheek, inadvertently regressed, suddenly, I felt a breeze blowing in, and felt refreshed physically and mentally. I turned around to look for it. It turned out that it was my son who opened a window that reminded me of the coal yard nearby. The coal yard is used for heating in the family area. There is no coal in summer. I don’t know when it will start. There are a lot of thick poplar trees around, and the leaves are so crisp and there are some restless ones, it almost reached the windowsill, stretching out the palm with distinct veins, like greeting. The original annoyance has grown into a unique scenery, which I never dreamed. Standing near the window, enjoying the breeze as much as possible, and the fragrance with the unique flavor of leaves coming straight into my heart, which is a special treatment in the city made of sand and cement, suddenly woke up, unexpectedly laughed at his decency and pedantry. Most of the time, people live in a kind of inertia. The moon is full and the moon is short, flowers bloom and fade, which is just a concept of time. They can’t take care of the gift of nature, because they are busy and make a living, sigh the hardship and annoyance of life. In fact, slowing down the pace and mood of running, looking up at the stars and the moon, looking down at the bees shuttling between the flowers, sometimes, I also feel that life can be so relaxed and beautiful. 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…

There is no end of flowing

I will continue to stay with this city in another way 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…

Christmas has nothing to do with festivals

I can’t remember when I started to have an impression of Christmas. That year, when the beautiful fireworks were blooming over the Christian church in the nearby village, the classmates living in that village said: Today’s Christmas Eve, Tomorrow is Christmas. That was the first time I heard the words Christmas Eve and Christmas, and the first time I saw a more decent Christian Church. Its outline was decorated with beautiful small colored lights, a big cross and three roofs with different parallel heights. At that time, I knew nothing about Christmas Eve and Christmas. Later, I knew from English books that it was a western festival, and then I just regarded it as a festival for foreigners, which had nothing to do with me. However, when the young English teacher who was particularly able to chat talked about Christmas in class, I suddenly yearned for it, in the early morning of Christmas, I can also receive the gift that Santa Claus secretly put into my socks hanging on the bedside on Christmas Eve, hoping to decorate a small Christmas tree at home with beautiful small colored lights, put a little star, then wait for the arrival of two days, run to the tree, find the box that belongs to you with exquisite packaging, no matter the things inside are expensive or cheap, it will be a special surprise, for me. This is a beautiful dream. I asked my mother: Do you know Jesus? Mother answered: Yes, it was the Christian lord who was burnt to death on the cross later. I asked again: do you know Christmas? Do you know what people do at Christmas? My mother shook her head and said, “I only know that every Sunday, those people who believe in Christianity in the village will rush to the Church of the nearby village to worship. What I knew in English class told my mother: in fact, Christmas, like Chinese Spring Festival, is a major festival in the West. We live in a small village, and our only understanding of Christianity is that every weekend, those who believe in Jesus will carry or step on a small cloth bag and go to the nearby village to worship, I only know that it is also a church that teaches people to be kind. There is a Virgin Mary and Jesus, and only these. At midnight mass, halyuya has nothing to do with us. After going to high school, I realized that Apple could be sold for more than two yuan. Those well-packaged apples were sold for two yuan and four yuan the day before Christmas. That night, when we were studying by ourselves, our hearts had already been led by the fireworks blooming outside. During the break, we shouted excitedly and rushed to the heavy sky. Then, the next day, everything was as usual. Last year, I left my hometown and came to this beautiful ancient city to start college. Finally, I know that Christmas has been celebrated as a festival in China for a long time. On Christmas night, I walked through the noisy aisle, left the teaching building filled with all kinds of excitement, and came to the quiet playground. Sitting on the cold steps, besides thinking of Li Xiaoyi who held my hand and said that he wanted to drop out of school next year on Christmas Eve in the third year of junior high school, he looked at Xi’an, a Sky without fireworks, thinking about hometown and those simple villagers. 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…

Breeze sadness

When I opened the QQ space on my mobile phone and browsed the different updates of others, I found that I hadn’t written anything for a long time. Life was so busy and peaceful outside the window, the messy flying is not only the exhausted leaves, but also the scattered thoughts; The unique coldness in winter and night penetrates the nerve that wants to be warm, the coldness of floating silence, and the Sunset Sun is also drunk; in such a night, the howling wind broke the original tranquility and blew up the sleeping feelings; If you want to go into the darkness and collect the feelings in the wind, maybe there is still some attachment left; Open the window, the cold smell pieced together hazy fragments one after another instantly; The mix between the past and the present, the entanglement between gain and loss, filled with the peace and ignorance originally wanted, and lost the most beautiful vision in the bottom of my heart; silent, extending to the unknown sky, leaving the courage to walk out, closing the window, curling back to the cold night, letting the heart rest, letting the dream wake up the sleeping person, the person who continues to wake up 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…

Loneliness is the deepest loneliness (E Weekly)

Loneliness is not that nobody cares about you, but that you don’t want to care about anyone; In fact, the most difficult thing in life is to put down, walk in the world of mortals, be willing to put down, my heart was relieved …… — inscription by going to the dawn alone, walking or stopping, wandering in this little strange town. In the autumn when I was 18 years old, I set foot in this land, from the initial rejection, indifference, to the later indifference, acceptance, and then to today’s heartbroken love, lonely walking in the lonely world of mortals, looking at the sky, the ground, watching the changes of the four seasons, looking at the deep shadow of time, the breeze blew across my face and my hair was dancing. I kissed the unique breath in the air of the border, holding my right hand with my left hand, and smiled lightly …… standing still without saying a word; sitting quietly on the lakeside, looking at a vast expanse of quiet water blankly. Someone said that thousands of years ago, the tower was on the foot of Wanbao mountain, but now, it stands resolutely in the ancient garden of Heda, reflecting the tower Lake, I stared down; Could you tell me how many Earth cities are there under my feet? What kind of legendary story is there? If it could pass through to the moment when it was burning, what kind of thrilling would it be? I picked up a stone and threw it into the lake, which stirred up circles of ripples. Under the sun, the waves of water made me unable to open my eyes; I turned back to my mind and spread out my palm. Time went through lonely in the vein, and on the left was the past, on the right is the future full of thorns and longing, among which is the present that I dare not face. After all, I don’t know what I am pursuing and what I want? My heart seems to have been suspended on the nine days. I can’t see the clouds in the sky lightly, nor can I see the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court lightly. I am dragged down into the world, and where will my love go after all? The heart is like a silk screen with thousands of knots. It is impossible to abandon common Love and destined to experience emotional purgatory. However, it is reborn by bathing in fire and reappearing nirvana, or from then on, the soul is gone, diffusion cycle? A thought of persistence, in the end, people are tired, and their hearts are even more tired. How can they be scarred …… I like a sentence very much, Fenghua is a finger of flowing sand, and aging is a period of time; I don’t know when it will start, we have a deep feeling for this sentence, perhaps after many years of stumbling, we can understand the meaning of happiness better; We have been imagining that we are pulled by a pair of hands, looking at his warm eyes, melting in his clear eyes, gently opening his lips and whispering in his ears, the road to happiness is so short, can we embrace in the depths of the blue sky and white clouds like this, and stay? The fleeting time is like water, but it is just between the smiles and the taste. In fact, memory is also a kind of passing by. In the first love like duckweed, passing through without trace …… once warned myself, don’t write any words related to love any more. In the world of love, words are just accessories. No matter where they are placed, they seem pale and weak, and they are just deliberately showing off. Write down a story, and no matter whether it is related to myself or not, I will sink into it and cannot help myself. Finally, I will regard myself as the leading role of the words, which will hurt my mind secretly and sob with my eyes hanging. I have to walk alone in the cloudy rain, I don’t dare to expect the sunshine to be sunny any more, I can’t make sunflowers facing the sun any more, and I don’t even dare to watch the years to be sunny alone; But now, I don’t want to try my best to write such questions and contents unconsciously, there was no Yaxing who sent me into a poem. He retreated to flashy and quietly became a listener. It was also someone else’s story that watched me. More than once, my friend asked me why I am still alone now? I only smiled slightly, but actually there was no answer. Sometimes I sat alone at the lakeside, looking at a daze and thinking about the answer attentively. So I knew that it was not because I would rather lack than abuse, it is not because there is no suitable partner, nor because nobody likes it, nor because the family members disagree, but where is the reason? I once meditated with the yellowish light for a night, but still couldn’t find the answer. The only explanation is that I am used to being single for a long time; I like freedom, I hate the sudden appearance of a person binding myself. I always feel that the right person is still waiting in the farthest place, so I have the courage to give up everything; Maybe others don’t understand how much courage it takes to reject others, how many days and nights you have to endure can you consider a paragraph of words that will reduce the damage to the lowest, but it is often that you fulfill others and wronged yourself; Go back and forth, go around, entangled in the world of mortals can not be left independent! In the 19th year, how many days and nights, and how many years flow? How many emotional experiences have made me like this? Suddenly Looking back, how many people have ever been to my life, and now there is no news? 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…

V parting

Don’t want to say goodbye, but in Farewell, that childish years; Don’t want to say goodbye, always in Farewell, that dreamlike season. Inscription remember that I was young at that time and always believed that lyrical quotes were all classic. Now it seems that it is just a manifestation of one’s own feelings. Naive, naive, and even worse, he was a little white. He always thought that he would not be separated if he got together. He always thought that he would not be separated if he met. Now I think about myself at that time, it is really stupid. Love always reminds me of cherishing after losing it. I didn’t know until I was about to separate. It turned out that there were so many sweetness and Joy oozing from those little quarrels and quarrels. I always thought that life was like a play, and there was one play and the next one, so I didn’t cherish it and let the memory run away, leaving only a blank. Now I just want to make up for it, but I can never go back. At this time, I found that life was like a play, but every play could not come back. Dramatic life, we come and go in a hurry. Once said, at the beginning, we knew that there would always be an end. However, in the end? I was scared, because I was timid, so I started to escape. A Love was vague and unknown. You never realized my mood. When will you meet again? Do you still remember once? The original sentence is right. People always miss what they once owned when they lost, and only when they no longer own can they cherish it. I won’t imagine that I will come back again. I will only keep memories in my heart slowly and never go back to the past. I remembered that I was young at that time. You loved chatting and I loved laughing. Once I sat under the peach tree side by side. The wind was on the treetop and the birds screamed. We didn’t know how to fall asleep. We knew how many flowers fell in our dreams. Yes, recalling the past, how much do you know about the flowers in your dream? Leaving too much makes me timid. After leaving, I recalled meeting each other, and I dreamed several times with you. There is only a pair of silver left tonight, and it is a dream to hesitate to meet. Flowers are similar every year, and people are different every year. Where will we get together again? 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…