How far are you from yourself?

Is your mood good now? Is there a smile on your face? Borrowing the lyrics of Sun Yue, along the flaws that have already been exposed, it knocks on the long-experienced and tired heart. We communicate with others every day and leave footprints in the same or different places every day. Every night when people are quiet, what do you feel when you are alone in your heart. Happy, peaceful, or tired, anxious? Have you ever communicated with yourself after such a long time? In fact, everyone has two self, one is what others see you, the other is your inner world. And the latter is completely your true self. What kind of you you are seen by others every day, what kind of job you are engaged in, what kind of person you face, what kind of performance you have; What do you do every day, what kind of circle of friends you have, what kind of likes and dislikes do you have. However, who are you when you take off your business dress? How do you spend a festival or a weekend? What kind of mood do you have when you wake up in the morning? Your dream is still polished in your heart, it was still covered by the wind and dust and gradually faded, and even lost the other side long ago. Have you made efforts to realize those small wishes in your life. Is there anything you like from the bottom of your heart in what you do every day that can make you happy and stick to it. How far a person should go along the path of life on earth can he find and firmly move forward. What kind of posture does a person need to walk so that he will not drift away from himself? I think whether a person lives successfully depends on how far he is from himself. The closer he is to his inner world, the more successful he will be. Maybe it is too young, sometimes confused in my heart. When you go out and come back every day, you are distracted. Some questions linger in your mind like an abyss that traps you and cannot find an exit. I wish a wise elder could enlighten me. I often read the diary I once wrote in the sleepless night. I am very pleased that I always keep the preference of writing logs, which makes me record many precious memories. After reading articles one by one, I found that I still had great changes as time went. In fact, it is also normal. Everyone will change because the world is changing. However, in any case, there is still something in our inner world that can remain unchanged or stick to it. Fortunately, after a period of busy running, when you calm down, look at your heart and let you know how far you are from yourself. Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) 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…

Middle-aged

Life is like a dream, how much joy? A few degrees injury? Looking back, a dream of the bridges, condensed into a little Eaglewood, in the sunset, when lonely, quietly listening to the sound of a flower, that kind of feeling is so beautiful, so beautiful —– People to middle age, the lax and turbid eyes have already seen the indifference, no longer stubborn, and really feel that people will rest in the middle age, and the love has been silent in the deep. No longer chasing stars and holding the moon, obsessed with things with high ambitions, gradually like to quietly taste tea and read articles, seek peaceful and far-reaching space in the fidgety world, talk about fragments and laugh them off, understand others’ dissatisfaction or ignorance with a tolerant attitude. Stepping into middle age, it is like the Four Seasons moving to the mature autumn. I have enough confidence to deal with the chaos in work and life, and I will not stumble or catch the wind. Time not only engraved the vicissitudes and maturity in the corner of the eyes, but also more clearly understood the world in the heart, such as the quicksand sinking at the bottom of the pool, and the wind and rain accumulated in the bottom of the heart for many years. Gradually, faded; Gradually, understood; Gradually, feeling, less impulse and lofty sentiments in youth, more free and easy and tranquil, dealing with others in plain, let go in calmness. No longer demanding others, no longer forcing yourself to do what. The heart is like a clear spring, quiet and calm. Don’t be happy with things, don’t be sad with yourself. It is as cool as clouds and clouds, and as casual as flowers and flowers. In the silence, looking back, I found that the world was so beautiful and sentimental, as if a meteor was passing through the night sky and suddenly fell down. Except for some mottled memories, what else could I have? Time is like scissors, cutting the time inch by inch, and time decreases slightly in the white hair. What we see are trees, flowers and plants, sun and moon, and stars, which are bright in spring and withered and prosperous in autumn. In the next spring, they will be more rich and vigorous, while life, for each of us, there is only one time to go and never come back. Those so-called past lives and the theories of afterlife are just a lie of love and an excuse of rejection, such as holding hands, grow old with you; Or grow old with us. There are some beautiful things that we just talk about, but we can’t understand; Too many times, we are just spectators. The years are ruthless, colorful, and the life is precious. It flies with the wind. The shallow footprints quietly listen to the clear voice in the heart, and the gentle smiles overflow on the cheek. The passing clouds make it drift away gently like morning mist. The fleeting year of the passing water points out green lotuses under the fingertips, and the sunset at this time is drunk, which influences the warmth of the human world. In life, there are many beautiful things, such as poetic words, which give people pleasant enjoyment; Artistic conception like songs, which make people dreamlike intoxicated; Fragrance like flowers, which give people the attachment in their dreams, I am afraid that a painting, a song and a feeling are all wonderful without words in everyone’s heart. In the past days, there were laughter and tears. Of course, there was no need to ask too much for icing on the cake over happiness. When you were frustrated, you didn’t have to worry about getting worse. When you are lonely, you can enjoy the lonely smoke in the desert as you wish, and look for thousands of years of Moss. That was a dream planted in countless days. Even if you regret it, you will get what you have gained. In the quiet autumn, let the Moonlight flow into the heart garden. In the blurred room, in the moonlight of the lotus pond, the pen tip is light, and the fringed ripples are magnified. The poet Haizi had the feeling of facing the sea and blooming flowers in spring, but he chose to turn off a lamp to extinguish the sadness and loneliness of a city. Maybe he was too tired, he did not look up at the Rainbow after the wind and rain, nor did the butterfly dance lightly over the flower field. Just on the rail, he wrote down his painful sadness in a hurry. In fact, life is originally a bitter struggle. We wander in the barren dream and move forward without knowing that we are tired. It has nothing to do with the ups and downs, nor the poverty, only in the rest of our lives, it is the most beautiful of happiness to live a good day and cherish every day with relatives calmly and leisurely. Time is like water, and in another autumn, the wind gently engraved delicate lines of poetry on the fallen leaves of man dance, either deep or shallow. It was also cool in the past and cool in the present. 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…

Kindly word

Dad, I miss you and Mom, Dad, how can you abandon me so cruelly? Do you know how painful my heart is at this moment? The dopted mother’s house was moved. Their brother and sister were so harmonious and the family was so happy together. However, my heart was heavy with them. Dad, I also want to have a home, how nostalgic I was when I was young, I could ask adults for New Year’s money like other children when I had you for the Spring Festival. Now I also hope to be with you. I miss you so much… Dad, I remember that it seems that I told you and my mother that I recognized a dopted mother, but now I am very scared, do you know? I feel that I am just like a thief as my father. I often think of my mother’s work and uncle Guo’s work. I am grew up under uncle Guo’s careful care. He is a very kind person, of course, the style of educating me to be a person is basically the same as his style, and the work of a mother makes me very disgusted. She asked me to live in her house casually, and I dare not accept it, because I don’t want to owe her anything, especially money, because I will see the days when I was young without money. I feel uncomfortable when I think of the hard work of honest people to earn money, I have also been cheated twice. For the first time, I am not sad because I have a job, which costs 100 yuan, because I am not short of money. But for the second time, my heart aches, because my business is not good, it took me a long time to get rid of the expenses and purchase costs and prepare to add a piece of clothes for myself, but I was just cheated by others, so when Yong came to me, he couldn’t stop my tears flowing down. In his eyes, maybe I was so unwilling to give up the 100 yuan, but didn’t I, he didn’t understand the bitterness in my heart, just like he grew up under the birth of his parents and could never feel the fear of depending on others and the hard work that he had to support himself without the ability to work. I went to Phoenix with him and saw my little sister who made necklace and wreath bracelet with flowers and plants on the mountain, He sneered and said that this was the girl in the countryside, whose skin was so dark… my heart was very sour, because of the messy hairstyle, the brand-new clothes which were not very clean, and not everything about the tender hands, that’s business. I picked honeysuckle when I was a child. Picking up furry balls and balls, picking up the image of Tongzi, so I paid for a necklace that I didn’t like, and bought similar flowers and plants when I was young… Dad, I am so contradictory, I felt scared to him, and he always lied to me, because I hated the kind of person who lied, and I felt agitated when I thought of his lies, so I often bickered, I really don’t know if he is the one who really wants to spend the whole life in my life. I hate throwing garbage everywhere, stacking clothes everywhere, talking dirty, playing cards, etc, I hate him for being attentive to other women, but he has everything, I feel so tired, so tired dad, I am really scared, I feel sick when I look at those smiling faces, I want to leave, because I am afraid that the longer I wait here, the more I look at it, the more I care about it, the deeper the pain will be, it’s just like I have a mother whose 8% and 90 people all say that she is good and beautiful, but I have no chance to call her mother and write down her appearance, just like I have someone who can forget my life for life Dad, but I didn’t have time to let me grow up to be filial to you. I was afraid of having a brother with blood relationship, but without money as the foundation, we were more unbearable than strangers, but now I am afraid of having his good taste and his mother’s delicious food, which will disappear in the end. Dad, what should I do? I go from here? Now only my business with no income, when can I start my ideal shop??? 7 yue 26 ri Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) 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…

Love flower

Love flower

Winter sowing Spring flowers bloom April spring wind fragrance pieces of flowers pieces of cauliflower pieces of yellow far look at the cauliflower yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow I love the cauliflower is Golden everywhere is the cauliflower fragrance flowering flowers refreshing, fragrant, fragrant, fragrant, fragrance April Spring Wind Flowers fragrance I love cauliflower is golden Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) 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…

Autumn (selected writers)

Indeed, after the continuous autumn rain, there was a little bit more coolness in the air. Compared with the hot weather the day before, all of them gave me some happiness in return for my fidgety mood. A friend said: seasonal changes will affect people’s mood, and I think so. I prefer the coolness of autumn to the summer that makes people feel too hot to escape. Let alone the harvest in autumn, but in terms of autumn sky, autumn rain, autumn sun and autumn wind, it adds pleasant poetry to my empty heart. Looking at the blue sky as clear as washing, it seems to be higher, bluer and wider than before. A few white clouds float in the calm sky, making people’s hearts more calm; Listening to the rain in autumn, it seems to add some continuous memories to this colorful world. Its coming moistens the Earth, and the soft rain seems to give the Earth a touch of love; Look at the soft sun, warm but not hot, feel every ray of sunshine it shines, in every ray of sunshine it will burst out all kinds of power to promote the rapid growth of all things in the world, until it brought people fruitful results; The autumn wind was more fascinating, warm and affectionate, and the autumn wind mixed with refreshing coolness and slight warmth. It blows away the sweat on people’s foreheads, blows away the messy mood brought by the hot weather, blows away the flowers and plants full of seeds, blows off the leaves that shade and avoid heat in summer, it seems to blow the sadness of the trees, but it makes them have more children who return to their roots. I don’t know if I am destined for autumn? It is still because of the hot summer that I can’t lift my pen. Whenever autumn comes, I always have to take time to calm down and make up for the shortcomings in my heart by words. Whenever I am free, I will always be quiet in the reverie of autumn, indulged in the color of autumn and indulged in the harvest of autumn. 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…

He mid-autumn

When the autumn wind blows, when the leaves are hung with glittering Dew, the maple leaves spreading over the mountain have become popular. Unconsciously, autumn has quietly come. Autumn is a beautiful season. He is bold and deep, as if he is a middle-aged man with great strength. Autumn is the harvest season. I am often addicted to the endless golden yellow in the rice fields. The granaries of every household have already been filled with joy in the hearts of farmers. Lunar August. Gradually, autumn is getting deeper and the moon is full. Relatives and friends were busy one after another. The streets and lanes are full of people competing to buy mooncakes. Visiting relatives and friends, carrying a box of round moon cakes, increased feelings, added peace, and made people feel warm from the bottom of their hearts. Autumn is deep, and the osmanthus blossoms. On a moonlit night, the fragrance of flowers pervades in the night air, which is really a good time for flowers and full moon. Is a year mid-autumn full moon when. At this moment, wandering in a foreign land is on the way home. After all, trains, planes and ships cannot carry their arrow-like hometowns. For me who couldn’t go home, I had to relive the bitter taste of being a stranger alone in a foreign land and thinking twice about my relatives during festivals. You know the bitter taste of homesickness, homesickness and reunion. Even if you can’t get together with your family, you should remember to be happy. No matter whether we are acquainted or familiar with each other, no matter how far the close people are from us, I will give you the same sincere blessing: remember to be happy on the Mid-Autumn Festival! 2012.09.29 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…

Essays

It was another time to work overtime until late at night. I was used to working hard, enduring hardship, enjoying hardship and hardship, and keeping silent and waiting for my dream, until now, I understand how important body is. Health is the source of all your happiness. Happiness, I think the meaning of life lies in pursuing happiness, but what is happiness, everyone’s definition of happiness is different. I think happiness means eating well, dressing well, living steadfast everyday, pursuing light, warmth, friendship, family affection, and I think luxury for love, as long as you live hard, work hard, be a good person, continue to cultivate yourself, cultivate yourself into a charming woman, and move forward towards a bright future, always forget all the things that should be forgotten, forget all the things that should be forgotten, always pursue and move constantly, and then constantly throw your heart into the most beautiful youth, it will never be unsealed. It is a matter of heart. In a cloudy day, the rain keeps falling, but it seems that I can only pretend myself. My father called yesterday, complaining that I didn’t call him. I in thought. Is it true that only the psychological person really loses it can he find its importance. You can call your boyfriend several times a day, but you don’t know how to call your parents. Someone says that the man who loves you most in the world will always be your father! However, when did the love and hate of this world come to an end? I just learned to love myself gradually. Once a friend said that if a person doesn’t love himself, how can he love others. Maybe it is really weak. I find myself becoming more and more indifferent to everything, especially love. Maybe it is too deep hurt by love. We can see through all the past things, let time pass by, and youth pass by. The blue sky in our heart is still transparent. Some people make me believe in friendship, love and family affection. Some people let me know the darkness, betrayal and pain. Love is a common thing with material, interest and money. I don’t know why people put on a pure coat for love, I don’t know how many poor lovers have been misled, no matter men or women, don’t expect that you will find love when you have nothing. Love is originally vulgar. Now, my heart has become quiet. It is really good to have green mountains as company and white clouds as dance. Go to the suburb to pick the green, pick a bunch of the most beautiful flowers and insert them in your old twilight. 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…

Time

I suddenly felt that all the previous things had passed, and all the things that couldn’t pass passed unconsciously. The things we did, the words we said, the tears we shed and the poems we wrote in those years were slowly annihilated in less than 700 days. So far, it has disappeared without a trace. Today, the sun came out very well and looked warm. I was cheated by it to open the window. At the moment I opened the window, the cold wind blew on my face, which made me shiver. You see, even the Sun has learned to lie. It is no longer the warm sun in winter long ago. It looks very warm, and it is also very warm when it is sprinkled on the body. No. 1 Middle School seemed to be holding a sports meeting. When I was sitting by the window and swaying on the Internet, I heard the familiar music, which was still the music. I have listened to the music for many years, but I don’t even know the name, and it is still the playground of that school, but the scene is similar every year, and people are different every year. I have to sigh that everything is different. In the past, only four words were said to be beautiful artistic conception, but now there is a moment when there is indeed such a vicissitudes of life. At the moment I blurted out these four words, “things are different from people”, I suddenly felt like an old man in ancient times, with tears while laughing when looking at the yellowed photos. On the surface, it seems silly and abrupt to have such an idea. It seems that if I am well protected, I don’t know what things are different from people. However, is this really the case? Recently, it was probably when the character broke out. Many people who hadn’t contacted me for a long time came to me and talked about the recent situation. They had a feeling of meeting each other after more than ten years. Some strange familiarity. Suddenly heard, Xiaofan, I will tell you a secret. What happened to me. Or, Xiaofan, I tell you, I met XXX again. What happened to xxx? I would feel, oh, I am out of touch. Then everyone will sigh, time flies so fast, thinking about what happened at the beginning. Then, there was a long period of silence. Then, there is no more. Time flies quite fast indeed, just like a book. The previous page was still in childhood, climbing trees, fighting, playing football and playing childish games. The next page was white-haired watching the sunset together. Just to make a metaphor, the reality is not so exaggerated, but sometimes in the midnight dream or lonely sleepless night, I will think of a lot of pictures and dig out a lot of memories buried deeply, then these naughty guys will shake in front of your eyes like running lanterns, making you dizzy, sweet and sad. At this time, you will sigh that the life of the first 20 or decades is really the same as that of a book, with different scenes page by page, while falling into a deep dream. I haven’t returned to Tongliang for a long time. As soon as I came back this time, my father pushed off several dinner parties to prepare food for me. I leaned against the door of the kitchen and watched my father eat happily with a lovely apron and a lovely oversleeves. My eyes rose up and I felt a little I am and unfilial. So I also ate a lot in the danger of being supported to death. When I was picking up the dishes, looking at the happy smiling faces of my parents, I made a decision now that I must make myself fat, we must also arrange food for them happily in the kitchen when they are old. When I called someone LV, I joked that I came back this time like a hero returning to his hometown after winning the battle. The group was still discussing the things of classmates. Some said they would go, some were silent, and some said they were boring. I was watching and following the scene, so I couldn’t help feeling relieved. It is hard to imagine that many years later when we are old, when we are entangled by some things like trifles, garlic, rice, oil, salt, work, family and so on, but we cannot get away, how many people will remember what we said together once a year? We don’t have much time to indulge ourselves like children, and we don’t have much time to just get together in the future. I really miss all kinds of things in high school in those years, such as sports meeting, singing competition, climbing mountain, basking on the handrail like salted fish after class, and the wind time every Sunday afternoon, and my chaotic and painful senior three years, the treasures I am reluctant to forget. I don’t know how many people will cherish them like me? It is the good scene of the unscrupulous party and chat, but I don’t know how many people have the same idea? Therefore, it is inevitable to be sad! I can’t go back to the time I miss very much. I thought it would take a long time to heal the wound. People who once thought they would never forgive each other for a lifetime, but now they can also ask with a faint smile what happened recently. The past has passed, and we are still moving forward. I don’t know how many people will stop to drink tea with me and talk about the past sb years? It is said that it snowed again in Bayue Mountain. I haven’t been there for a long time. This winter, find a sunny day and climb the mountain! (Note: Bayue Mountain is the only tourist hill in the small town of Jiayuan. Snow is rarely seen in winter in southern cities, and only a little snow falls on the mountain with a higher altitude, comfort the heart of southerners enjoying the snow. As for No. 1 Middle School, it is the school where the author studied in high school.) 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…