A tree that can shed leaves

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…

There is no trace of time, only words accompany

Life in a foreign land always makes me feel a little disappointed. The complicated work and life inevitably make me feel confused. Watching and expecting crazily every day has gradually become a bad habit, and the years are always passing quietly by by accident, which is so ridiculous, playful and fancy, the days of confusion and hardship turned into vicissitudes in a twinkling of an eye. The flowers bloom and fade, the grass is green and yellow, when the sunset rises again, but what marks I have traveled are mottled into mud in the long river of time? Everything eventually became an old dream. Thinking about the hardships all the way, besides the past years, what did I have? Open the window door and stand by the window. I know that every morning will bring me different exclamation. I am envy the colorful butterflies dancing among the flowers, and the free birds flying happily among the soft willow branches. Once upon a time, how a lonely heart yearned to be like them, throwing away all distracting thoughts, dancing and flying, looking for one side of the sky that belongs to itself. After all, a dream is a dream, which can not arouse any spark of passion. When the cool morning breeze lifted up the faded curtain, occasionally covering my sight, a little chill hit my heart, sour eyes trembling tears. Looking back at the traces that have passed all the way, what is the difficulty in struggling? Why, all dreams always return to the original point after hundreds of turns. In the past, many things that should have been done had already disappeared in the pursuit of dreams all day long. Dream is not a dream, light is gone, dream is very awake, sigh deeply, my life does not belong to the life of neon flashing, fireworks gorgeous. Put away yesterday’s crazy dream and let all the stories be dusty! Things are nothing but everything, and tears flow empty when you want to talk. You can never find the appearance of the past in the world, and more than half of your life goes by silently. Only loneliness goes with you. In the rolling world of mortals, some people like to watch a flash in the pan and enjoy a gorgeous fireworks. And I prefer to sit quietly in front of the desk in the dead of night and when I am lonely, staying with the words and enjoying myself in silence, the mood will become clear and bright in the graceful and beautiful poems of Tang and Song dynasties. How eager I am is to live a life without the ears of silk and bamboo, without the labor of official documents, and how poetic it is to close the gate of the yard when the flowers are lonely, how elegant it is to have a book every year. When you are lonely, in a tranquil corner, you can enjoy a pot of tea and immerse yourself in the sea of literary fragrance. You can use your life to feel the infinite charm of words, so that you can temporarily leave everything in the world, restore a plain mood. I lingered in the faint words to understand Mr. Dongpo’s mood that he hated that he was not mine, when did he forget the camp, the wind in the night was quiet and flat, the boat passed away from then on, and the river left the rest of his life, sometimes I feel the heroic journey from the east of the river to the deep of the water, sitting and watching the emptiness and leisure when the clouds rise, sometimes I feel sad for the miserable and graceful appointment, or walk into the famous mountains and rivers with the words, appreciate the majestic momentum of the five Chinese mountains. I also like to write down my emotions in a peaceful and serene night, rooted in the fertile soil of words, and fully display my joy and vigor. My words are so immature, although I can’t write heroic, graceful and sad words or touching stories or gorgeous chapters, I can record my life with the crude pen tip. Whether it is grief or favor, I can weave my life with warmth with the help of the infinite charm of words. I feel extremely happy when I am accompanied by words, life has also become enriched. Life is like a dream, prosperity is empty in a blink of an eye, and all the past events of the world of mortals sink in the vast River of Smoke and waves. In the ups and downs, there are several degrees of cloudy and sunny, and the fleeting years sigh lightly. Only the words, just like a flower blooming alone in the middle of the night, every word is condensed with the silhouette of a lifetime, with the ripples of a lifetime, saving the meaning of life. Like (prose editor: Rain dancing alone) 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…

Omurice

Omurice

[1] on a hot noon, my colleagues and I chose to go to the mall for lunch, just to avoid the impact of the heat wave. When entering the shopping mall, a burst of sigh came to my heart and I haven’t come to this shopping mall for a long time. The crowd in the shopping mall was bustling and varied, including students after class, people on vacation, retired mother-in-law and parents-in-law, and people like us who were busy at noon. When I came to the food cabinet, I only saw the food stalls lined up with hungry people. At the time when my colleagues were still looking around and thinking about what to eat, I walked to a food stall selling egg-covered rice without any consideration and began to queue up. The human dragon is not long, but only a few people. I asked the assistant standing in the stall for a plate of rice covered with iron plate eggs, and then quietly watched the chef skillfully rummaging the food the customers wanted to eat on the iron plate. My thoughts also surged like a wave. The so-called rice covered with eggs was just to break an egg on the iron plate, and when it was ripe, then spread the fried rice on the egg, and then wrapped it up. Next, put a few pieces of chicken and rice covered with eggs on the iron plate together, as an ornament, and I don’t know whether it is honey or marinade on it, making the hot air rising steadily, A plate of rice covered with eggs was finished in this way. [2] I took eggs and rice, looked around, found my colleagues who came with me, and walked towards them. “Eat Egg-covered rice again? Why don’t you eat this every time you come here and try other food? “When I put down my egg-covered rice, Guoqiang asked casually. “There is no reason, but naturally I want to eat this when I come here. “I shrugged my shoulders and replied. “Aren’t you tired of eating? There are many other foods here. Have you tasted it? “The Imperial Academy also spoke. “Not greasy. I just like the rice covered with eggs here. I don’t know whether it’s delicious or not. I just like it. Once I like it, I seldom change. “I still replied as if nothing had happened. Guoqiang and Hanlin didn’t say much either. I sat down and started a silent lunch. In fact, that is just a habit. For me, eating is just to fill my stomach. But there is no denying that I am still picky about food and choose the food I like to eat. They were eating and chatting about some trivial matters of the company there. And I, as always, immersed myself in “eating”, but this time, I ate slowly because I had an extra thought. If I were in normal times, I would devour my food as soon as possible and then go outside the mall to smoke. [3] Looking at that plate of rice covered with eggs, I silently thought about my mind and my persistence. Yes, I am really persistent. I seldom change what I like. No matter eating, drinking, playing, enjoying, reading books, listening to songs, watching movies, or doing anything, I always cling to what I like and seldom change it. Therefore, many people will find that I always listen to the same songs, or see me reading old books or watching movies I have seen. They don’t understand that every aftertaste is a kind of enjoyment. Maybe because of my personality, I am very nostalgic. Therefore, I often find that I can’t put down my beloved heart, especially the people and things that can touch my heart. In the dark night, I like to play my favorite old songs. With the soft song, my thoughts will be like being pulled out of my body, rising Ran Ran, floating out of the window, floating to the past that has gone far away. Memory, only when you are lonely can you truly feel the original touching. Every detail and every word is rippling in the soft song. The world outside the window, whether the light flickering or the silence, seems to have nothing to do with me. I like to close my eyes quietly, imagine myself as a singer, sing my own voice, perform all the happiness, anger, sadness and joy, and infect the audience all over the world. [4] Love is also a kind of persistence. On that day, when I was facing the plate of rice covered with eggs, I couldn’t help thinking of her, a person I used to miss all the time. I still remember that we once sat at the same table, looking at each other and having lunch affectionately. At that time, we enjoyed each other. Although we didn’t say a word, the eye contact was enough to express all our admiration. Without candlelight or soft music, there is a slight warm current in my heart, just like a boat sailing on a sunny river, watching the willows on the other side swing with the wind, looking at dragonflies chasing each other on the river, listening to the river drifting slowly. Even in the bustling crowd, I still feel that I am in a paradise. My emotion started from a sincerity, and finally a helplessness, but paved a tortuous road for my life. Occasionally, I met with words and passed someone casually. My Sky changed from gray to colorful. Sorrowful clouds dispersed, let the morning sun pass through and let the setting sun render. Therefore, red, purple, orange and yellow appeared, a cloud color shining on people’s ears. Maybe the time when she misses her is less and less, and the time when she misses her, her and her is also gradually increasing. However, that doesn’t mean that my profound emotional experience has turned thin, but that my love has been distributed to all the people who treat me well. Today, what I can’t let go of is not just her, but the words and many people who accompany me through many difficulties that I love. I know that several years later, when I see something, I will think of all my sisters who are good to me like seeing rice covered with eggs. With the constant waving of my hands, a plate of rice covered with eggs soon left only a few grains of rice. Facing the empty iron plate, thinking that the past gradually disappeared in front of my eyes as time went by, and the deeply locked brows were tied again. Therefore, I stood up and told my colleague that I wanted to smoke, leaving the table. Before leaving, I told myself silently that I would like to eat rice with eggs next time. My love for her is always 2012.07.16 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…

Thinking of Xie Jin being buried alive

Xie Jin could be said to be a well-known historical figure in Jishui. He knew everything from 80 old men to a little boy. Every time he went to Jianhu Park in Jishui for leisure, he could always see the concrete statue of the gifted scholar of the Ming Dynasty. He sat on the central island of Jianhu Lake, solemn and solemn, staring at the front, as if he was still thinking about something. Coincidentally, the community where my family lives is also named after this gifted scholar. Therefore, I always think of him, his strange talents, his immortal achievements and his tragic ending. Xie Jin (1369-1415), from Jishui, Jiangxi province, was the second Grand Secretary of the cabinet and a famous scholar in Ming Dynasty. In the twelfth year of Hongwu, he was a Jinshi, a Bachelor of Imperial Academy and a Bachelor of right Chunfang. And Yang Shen, Xu Wei and said Ming dynasty three wit. Xie Jin quick-minded, nineteen-year-old in Jinshi, for Zhu Yuanzhang the esteem. He had his own unique views on governing the country. He once presented “ten policies for peace” to Zhu Yuanzhang and stated his political opinions: first, he took part in the law of Juntian in the mine field, the second day is the system of feudal counties and counties, the third day is the official name, the fourth day is the promotion of rites and music, the fifth day is the official of reviewing and tutoring, the sixth day is the administration of new schools, and the seventh day is the tedious province, the eighth day is about tax collection, the ninth day is about farming, and the tenth day is about martial arts. I would like to make a contribution, which is called “Ten strategies for peace. The large class book Yongle Canon, which he presided over and edited, is the largest encyclopedia in ancient China. Xie Jin was not only knowledgeable and talented, but also upright, righteous and not afraid of dignitaries. He repeatedly submitted a memorial to the throne, pointed at the general malpractice and impeached the treacherous scumbags, which led to the ups and downs of his life. He put forward his opinion because of opposing the crown prince, but he was persecuted and died alive in the snow. He was only 47 years old. A generation of genius, a generation of celebrities and a generation of good ministers were buried alive, even without a place to apply for injustice, sad! His death is always hard to let go. Since ancient times, how many people have been against him. However, thinking carefully, his death seemed to be reasonable again. In the autocratic and centralized society, the world is not the world of the public, but the world of a family or a few people. You have the points of working hard, and you have no points of speaking. All contributions are Royal, and all mistakes are yours. You Xie Jin helped Lao Zhu’s family govern the country. Lao Zhu’s family certainly welcomed him, but you must not interfere in his family’s internal affairs. After all, the world belonged to Lao Zhu’s family. How he arranged his successor was his own family affairs. His family members were going to fight to death, and he was willing to do so. Can they tolerate your outsiders getting involved and interfering in his internal affairs? You think of the people in the world and the laboring people, but their logic is that under the whole world, is it the king’s land? On the shore of the land, is it the king’s minister who wants to die, he has to die, this is not, find an excuse and bury you alive. The scholar Xie was a talented student and a rich student. He had countless legends in his life, but he didn’t see through this theory. As a result, this tragedy came into being. Xie Jin’s ending was tragic, but not isolated. Any autocratic society has fertile soil for creating such unjust cases. I remember that Yang xiuba in the Three Kingdoms was also a brilliant man who served as Cao Cao’s March Chief book, and made suggestions and contributions to Cao Cao. However, Cao Cao found an excuse to kill him because he was accidentally involved in the dispute of the successor of Cao’s family. Sadly it? The country was originally the aggregation of all citizens and the harbor where all citizens lived. But in the eyes of the dictator, the country was his own. Under the whole world, it was not the king’s land; The shore of the land was not the king’s minister. Take a look at Yue Fei. In order to save the Zhao family from death to life, he fought hard on the battlefield. In the end, didn’t you die in the wind Pavilion? Let’s take a look at Bukharin and zinoviv of the former Soviet Union, who have made too much contribution to their country. Isn’t it possible to clean up any crime? And what about Peng Dehuai? Liu Shaoqi? Which is not the same end? Just as the founder of the revolution, he became a counter-revolution in a flash. Even if you have a constitution in your hand, it is just a piece of waste paper, and no one cares about you. Those Meritorious generals and ministers could not protect themselves, let alone the common people? All the people were just meat in their plates and bowls. They could eat whatever they liked. When they were happy, they would have a few sweet words. If they were unhappy, even the bowls would be smashed. Where is the law in their eyes? Where’s justice? Where’s human rights? In their eyes, they only have their own ruling power. Power is everything. Power makes them crazy. For the clouds rain, disregard for human life and power takes all, how terrible! The green mountains could not be covered. After all, the wheels of history were always rolling forward. With the development of history till today, the cruel dictatorship has become the shouting of rats across the street. Even the most dictatorial rulers still have to play the banner of democracy. Although they deceive themselves and others, they still have to do it. Because they knew that everyone wanted to pursue freedom, democracy, legal system and human rights. No one wanted to be buried alive like Xie Jin, and no one wanted to be purged casually like Bukharin. Although there are still some people who are full of incompleteness and fantasy, always dreaming of backing up history and enjoying the pleasure of burying others alive, no one today wants to be a fool any more. History is always making continuous progress. In today’s world, the concepts of democracy, freedom, legal system and human rights are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even our ancient country has joined the international human rights conventions, advocating the rule of law and the protection of human rights. Xie jinruoquan knows it, so I should feel gratified! 2012.7.9 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…

Life-Select

When God sent you to the world, he actually chose everything for you. Your family, your appearance, your career, and even your love. But sometimes, we still ask ourselves this question again and again: if I could start over, would I still choose the same path? It seems that we are stupid, and we have been asking ourselves about the ending without an answer. Life is destined to be full of choices, sometimes even choices. And have you ever hesitated, worried or regretted when making a choice? Maybe, we all have. I still remember that sleepless night last year. The departure of Black June indicates that everything is over. That night, the hot and dry night, suddenly fell silent. Lying quietly on the bed, watching the light in the living room always on. I know dad is reading the book to fill in the volunteer, and I know he is worried about me. There was a burst of sadness in my heart, and my heart which was supposed to leave Ben ER was suddenly shaken. At that fork-in-the-road, to the left, it was not a bright second college. To the right, it was a one-year repetition. I really hesitated. I hesitated to go back to that Cage and fight again next year. I hesitated to give my parents a better explanation. Unconsciously, the night was already very deep, but the light was still on. On that night, I accompanied my father until dawn, just for a choice, a very important choice. I found many reasons for repeated reading, but in the end they were overturned one by one, just because of lack of courage to face that black season again. In this way, at the crossroad of the college entrance examination, I chose to go to the left and go to the university. The choices in life are more than these, but when I look back on the past, only it floats in the clearest part of my mind. If you choose, you can’t start again, even if it is a storm. Epiphyllum has only one choice in her life. If she chooses beauty, she will lose her life. But she never hesitated and regretted, just for the beauty of that moment of life. And our life is very long. We are destined to face a lot and experience a lot. Maybe when life comes to an end, looking back on your life, you will find that life needs your own choice, while God only paves the way for you. There are many choices in life. Just, remember, don’t turn back if you choose, be brave to go on 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…