Moonlit Night

Riverside tidal even sea level, Sea Moon total tide living. There are thousands of miles of fluff and fluff, where there is no moon in the Spring River. The river flows around Fangdian, and the moon shines like a graupel. The Frost flew unconsciously in the air, and the white sand on the Ting could not be seen. jiang tian yi se non-dust, Jiaojiao air solitary moon. Who sees the moon at the Riverside? At the beginning of Jiang Yue, who will take photos? On the night of flowers and moon in the Spring River, a famous poem left by Zhang Ruoxu, a poet of Chinese Tang dynasty, depicts the scenery along the river in the spring night with beautiful words and sentences. It is called a masterpiece covering the whole Tang Dynasty alone, and Wen Yiduo called, the peak on the peak.. This poem was adapted into a national orchestral music by Peng Xiuwen, a famous contemporary musician in China, and thus it was widely circulated. I like this poem very much, and I like it after reading it, because there is my name in the name of the poem. I thought my name was a very vulgar word. After reading this poem, I felt that the vulgar style was elegant. The original palace style flowery poem was written by Zhang Ruoxu, the night view by the river is very beautiful. I remember the first time I went to Hainan, it was already 8 o’clock in the evening when I arrived in Sanya, and I stayed in a five-star hotel. What came into my sight when I got off the car was a huge moon rising slowly from the sea, with waves of snow rolling around my ears. There were raindrops falling down in the air. The moon was so close to me and so low, it seems that grasping one hand is just like the moonlight on one hand, which is a typical spring river flower and Night Moon in Sanya. Moonlight, beach, waves, lovers, foot dance on the beach. The night by the sea was boiling, and sometimes there were screams like me who came to the sea for the first time, but this boiling would gradually be filtered out by the moonlight and the sea here. Then your depression is released and your mind is purified. When the sea breeze blowing towards your face gently touches your face, you will sing softly at the seaside: The River and the sky are all clean, and the moon is lonely in the bright sky. You can’t help asking such a question: is it possible that people who see the moon for the first time at the seaside will be like me? But this kind of Moonlight has been reincarnated for thousands of years. Who knows how it came to this seaside for the first time to appreciate this wonderful moonlight? Look at the smiling face of the moon. Look at the flying time. The night doesn’t feel like flying. From the vast silver sea to the rippling south of the Yangtze River, the Moonlight flies over the waves, the Moonlight crosses the mountain forest, and the moonlight shines into the flowers, seeing a shy woman like a lotus on the stage: the gentle woman who bowed her head most played the Spring River and the moon in the moonlight. The piano is floating on the river, the moon is rippling in the middle of the water, and some sweet and beautiful thoughts are softly filled with the atrium… 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…

When you were a sheep, I was a wolf

In the season of love, girls are wolves, boys are sheep. If the girl has instructions, the boy will follow them immediately, otherwise, he will be knocked down by the other side when holding hands. When we get married, the girl is sheep, the boy is sheep. The girl decided to marry. Extremely gentle to boys. The two were so sweet that they got married. After marriage, the girl is a sheep, and the boy is a wolf. Just a wolf in sheepskin. What about your wife? Drink. Entertainment, late. Routine. My husband coaxed at first, but he couldn’t stand tears one by one. After a long time, he got used to it. Simply no longer ignore it. My wife is a one-man show. I’m tired of it and get used to it. Just sleep yourself. My wife thinks she has grown up and is generous. My husband feels that he has won and become his wife, so he must abide by his wife’s rules. Outsiders say, you see how loving others are. In fact, it’s not that they don’t argue, but that they don’t bother to argue any more. Slowly, time has passed, my heart is tired, I don’t want to toss about it. Let the other side go. Love becomes a habit, and it doesn’t matter whether love or not. Many people are confused about whether there is love between us. If we say yes, we feel that we lack some gods and demons. If you say no, it is a storm. Maybe, I have been used to being lazy, too lazy to reply, too lazy to argue, too lazy to talk about it, and finally too lazy to love. Some people say that marriage is the grave of love. Dead. In fact, even if it is a tomb, digging all the time will always bring freshness. It was we who stopped digging, so it was full of weeds. Combine because you don’t know, separate because you know. Maybe it is because we are not willing to create a fresh life for the people around us, and we are not willing to enjoy the appearance day after day, so love grows old. So that the face that once attracted you turned into an appearance that you didn’t want to see again. Perhaps, when you get old, you will have more attachment when you are late. Maybe the young heart is always restless. When I am old, when I can’t walk, I always want to keep the people around me. Children can’t keep their own lives. The only thing I can keep is my wife. Seeing some old people, sometimes an old man pushes another old man in a wheelchair. Feel very warm. But it makes me heavy. Because their faces were indifferent and expressionless. I really want to see a couple talking and laughing, how brilliant it is in the sunset. Smile and help each other to finish life. Love may often be hidden in a corner, covered with trivial matters of life, accumulated grievances in heart, busy days and restless hearts. Covered with too much dust. Eventually he will die in silence. Perhaps, we can activate the love that we have been waiting. Let him have colorful and gorgeous colors. Perhaps, life should have a brand new interpretation, as long as we are willing. The growing love, a heavy care, holding your hand and growing old with you will never regret your whole life. 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…

This summer of Grace

Look at the calendar, beginning of autumn. The days are passing day by day. Looking at the sun, it is already the light of autumn. The sunshine fell down on the top of the mountain, which was broken silks and satins, golden and thin, sprinkled on the weeping willows, on the river, on the quiet path and on the innocent smiling face of children, sprinkling on the deep wrinkles of the old man, the sky is full of clouds and red. One: red; She is the mother of a child, and divorced a man who eats, drinks, whores, and gambles; Because it was her request for divorce, she had to compensate the man 6000 yuan; However, born in poverty, after marriage, I met such a man again, and this 6000 yuan is also a huge sum of money! When she came to this prosperous city alone, she first worked in a hotel and got to know this man now; Her monthly salary was just enough for food and clothing, so how could the compensation of 6000 yuan come! In desperation, he resigned from the hotel job. Set up a small stall in the street, selling cold leather one day, Hong called me and asked me. I agreed. After meeting, I realized that Hong was with this man. She was pregnant, and the income on the booth was controlled by this man every day. Then I told me: if we can’t live this day, this man will leave him. The woman did not shed tears. She spoke with a firm tone. She just sighed that the compensation of 6000 yuan had not been paid yet. After that, I received a call from Hong. She knocked out the child and went back to her hometown. On the phone, she cried that her father was over seventy years old and still worked in a brick factory, her heart was broken. Listening to this, I didn’t say anything silently. I didn’t know when the other party hung up the phone. Two: After turning a few roads, I heard the sound of water in the distance. Walking eastward, the river flows eastward, the soft Willows on both sides of the River depend on each other, and the green grass is green. The summer should be moved to autumn. The branches and buds of trees and shrubs are green and reddish brown, which pervades both sides of, the sunshine poured on my body again from those branches with different density, feeling the infinite grace of this summer. In my younger brother’s home, I met my old classmate: Min, and talked about some separation. In order not to affect their affairs, I stood up and said goodbye: Two days later, on the weekend night, my younger brother and I went out to enjoy the cool with my mother. I mentioned this classmate. My younger brother told me: Min, is the host of a large state-owned enterprise in the provincial capital office. He was admired by his poor life. He was gentle and elegant, but he could make friends with homeless people. Every time he went out with him, he could see a bottle in his car, as long as he saw the vagrant begging, especially the old man, he would get off the car, take out the coins from the bottle and give them to the vagrant. He didn’t dislike the vagrant being dirty, holding their hands and talking to them, and they make friends. Therefore, I gradually formed such a habit; My younger brother also said that we all don’t like people who are restrained. We like to walk around and get along with others. That’s why we benefit. Three: After dinner, I went out to enjoy the cool weather with my children; When I said it was fast, the rain poured down. People who enjoyed the cool weather gathered under the eaves of shopping malls, big and small, watching the heavy rain, looking at the Central Street where the water flows into a river, people are so quiet that they can hardly hear anyone talking but the sound of rain. Someone was in a hurry and bought rain gear in the shopping mall. The Street that waded through the river gradually disappeared in the rainy night; While most people were waiting patiently; It was a shower, tonight, the shower took a long time. My child and I stood under the roof of the mall, looking at the heavy rain, discussing: Don’t buy rain gear, go home in the rain. When we walked into the heavy rain, the thin clothes were soaked in a flash. Walking in the water, the wet hair and clothes felt infinite comfort in our hearts, as if we were back to childhood. In the heavy rain, many people were walking in the rain. Seeing someone falling down in the water, they heard someone saying: Some places on this road are uneven. The speaker didn’t know the one who fell down; The speaker and the one who stood up kept walking with a smile on his face. Four: my junior high school classmate: Yu, has a profound influence on me. Yu, at the age of 32, when her husband was in a car accident, it was her weak shoulder that carried her husband and children. The embarrassment of life was conceivable. I learned all this when I met her again this summer. However, I didn’t see her shedding a tear. What I saw was a smile, no matter it was a helpless smile or a painful smile, perfunctory smile… always laugh; Later I found that Yu: I especially like to wear shiny leather shoes with nails and high heels, of course, they are very cheap fashion shoes. I have tried these shoes in the mall, but they are not good. The heels are too high, and I feel a little heav when walking. One day, she called me and asked me to go to the Cultural Palace to enjoy the cool; That night, I saw; Jade, dancing, very eye-catching in the dance floor, her shiny high heels on her feet followed the dance steps, under the dark yellow light, it was shiny. When leaving, Yu asked me: why don’t you dance? Your high heels are very beautiful. Is the heel too high? You look good when dancing. Five: my mother called and said that she was going to the summer. She was afraid of the heat and wanted to go to the summer. I rushed to my mother’s place, so did my younger brother. My mother goes to spend the summer heat every hot summer. What we do as children is happiness beyond words. My mother is nearly 80 years old, and she is in good health and has a good complexion. Looking at my mother’s packed bags, the dumplings and steamed buns that my mother made for us, my heart was wet. My mother said, “I have read the calendar. This year’s mid-fall is ten days, and this year’s mid-fall is 30 days in total. I came back in one month. My younger brother quietly put the money in my mother’s wallet, but she was found by my mother. My mother took out the money and handed it to my younger brother, saying: I have money. Besides, in the mountains, there is no place to spend money, my younger brother insisted on letting my mother stay. My mother continued: Hold on, I’m going to celebrate my birthday. The sunshine shone on the mountain and on all things, illuminating everything that should be lightened; What should be followed, followed; Waving his hands towards the past, receiving the favor; Waving his hands towards the coming autumn, the favor came. Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) 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…

Vicissitudes of time vicissitudes of people — feelings of the 80’s generation

Unconsciously, it has been 26 years. After several ups and downs in the vicissitudes of life, I feel more and more like myself now. The innocent and ignorant smile on his face was gone in return for the professional and hypocritical smile hanging on his face every day. In the past, I always imagined that I was a dragon that didn’t meet the wind and cloud, and one day I would take off. Now I find myself just a little pitiful. The romance once imagined has become the helplessness to the real society now. When there is no one at night, I always ask myself silently. Is I really Real now? There is no answer, only the drunken self hiding in the corner silently counting the few sorrows. My heart door has been locked, and the small weakness in my heart has been deeply hidden, which makes me feel very safe. Looking at my friends getting married one by one, I kept asking myself whether it was time to find someone who was too young, but sadly found that the door in my heart had been closed tightly, the key has not been found for a long time. Living every day in a muddle, I turned back and found that I had wasted a lot of time, feeling a burst of fear. Keep encouraging yourself in your heart. You need to work hard and stand out. However, life is still the same day by day. It feels like the pointer on the clock. It’s not that I don’t want to change, but I don’t know where to change. I gradually changed to hide myself, hiding myself in an inconspicuous corner and observing everyone around me, just like a frightened cat. Gradually become hypocritical. Every word you say has to be thought in your mind for a long time. Every word of others has to be chewed repeatedly before they dare to answer, everyday life is as tasteless as chewing wax. I used to push the person I liked into others’ arms and comfort myself constantly. As long as she was good, I was suffering with me. Now I am still the same, sending the girl I like into the arms of my friends. And constantly comforted herself that we were not suitable, there was a gap in age, and her unstable work could not bring her a comfortable life and romantic love. When they talk about various topics on the Internet and laugh happily. I can only pay silently and wait and see. It’s not me who is rude or cold-blooded. I also hope someone will care for me and care for me. But can I really have these now? I can’t give myself an answer. After 80 s, we longed for love but were afraid of love. We were afraid of being hurt and couldn’t bring happiness to each other. I began to like smoking, and a pack of cigarettes on my body has become an indispensable part of me every day. Smoke is as indispensable as the blood integrated into my body. I bought one when I was happy, one when I was annoyed, and one when I thought about it. I suddenly found that the cigarette was more kind than my family. I can light a cigarette in the dead of night, look at the flickering flame, and tell my troubles and sadness to it, it doesn’t matter even to cry silently to it. Because it won’t laugh at my weakness or dislike my repeated words. Surfing the Internet every day has become a compulsory course, and I am not willing to leave even if I sit in front of the computer in a daze. Gradually, I began to dive stealthily. I gradually deleted my friends from QQ from the list, and began to be no longer active in the group and no longer speak. The distance between me and my friends also began to become more and more distant. Gradually, no longer pay attention to dressing up or the taste of the food. Every day I start to rush about for three meals a day, and keep busy for the rent of a small single room. The social engagement among friends also began to escape. Every time I couldn’t escape, I touched the few money left in my pocket and kept calculating how to spend this month. I began to learn to haggle over every ounce, and began to learn to cook, wash and decorate the living nest by myself. Time is still 1 minute 1 second past, and life is still unchangeable. After 80 s, we all began to mature slowly. We all began to work hard for our future, but there were several people who could see clearly our own path, how many people can successfully stick to the original dream and keep going on the road? Here, I sincerely wish that many 80’s generation who are the same as me can stick to their original dreams. Walk out of the sky belonging to our 80’s generation. 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. 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Stuffy rain

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Mengxi of River

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…