Doubts

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…

Tonight no rain

When the Twilight came, the night in the mountain village seemed very quiet. Sometimes a few faint barking came from the distance, breaking the empty night and the breeze blowing. There is no rain tonight, but I am waiting for the coming of rain here. The orange warning signal of rainstorm in recent days tightens everyone’s heart. There is no rain tonight, no patter rain, and no poetic rhyme which is in tune with the rhythm; Thoughts are wandering aimlessly, and what touches the bottom of my heart is the trace of time washed by time. No rain tonight, my heart is like a mirror, a person’s world, a person’s elegance, a person’s emotion, a person’s care concentrated in the fingertips on the keyboard knocked down the words belonging to me, my life. Some people say that life is recorded by words, one horizontal and one vertical, one painting after another, and simple lines outline the elaborately carved years; Time is wasted, looking back, it seems like a lifetime, unconsciously, we have experienced decades of ups and downs. We have walked all the way, just like a full-length novel, with ups and downs, sadness and happiness. There is no rain tonight, and there is a crescent moon in the sky, rising in the breeze. I just want to close my eyes gently and recall those memories hidden by myself slowly, sweet, painful and happy, no matter how helpless, tough or angry I am, I can’t forget these episodes, stories and experiences in my life. There is no rain tonight, I think, after all, I am still not strong enough to sigh the passing of time in this rainy night, and I can’t hide my inner panic. In fact, we have no choice for many things, but since we have no choice, we have to face it and face our life with a common heart, as long as we have a slight common heart, there must be a faint but not boring life. There is no rain tonight, but I am waiting for the rain here. er 0 yi er nian July 13 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…

Magnolia blossoms

When the Spring is warm and cold at first, when people have not completely changed their cotton-padded clothes and the winter jasmine is about to wither, magnolia flower will use its soft twigs and rusty buds to stand in the pavilion in March in early spring. I haven’t seen it for a few days. When you walk on the spacious Avenue again, you will find that big magnolia flower which has blossomed or is in bud, she is welcoming every passerby with her elegant fragrance. Those purple, white and yellow magnolia flowers, like cups, were swaying in the wind on both sides of the road, dotted with the Earth, becoming a beautiful scenery of the city. Occasionally, a few petals fell with the wind, it is like a flying reverie looking for the destination of the soul. I like Magnolia more because of its delicate but not bright light and charming but good fragrance, a petal, a fragrant fragrance and a wisp of affection. Every time I walked to the magnolia tree and saw its distinctive branches and big broad petals with the flower family, I couldn’t help thinking about it in my heart. In fact, no matter how hard life is, we will spend a day and a year like others. The scene of youth, ignorance and innocence like yesterday will always be fixed in the depth of our hearts. Picking a piece of petals in hand is like picking up the past years again. Facing the future, we once hesitated and hesitated. We don’t know what to do if we don’t know the world? We are distressed, anxious and indignant. We hope that there will be masters who can give us directions and let our dreams fly alone in the air. Looking up, I saw that Magnolia is still so firm, quiet and soft. I don’t know how many Rainy Nights, Magnolia is enjoying the baptism of rain quietly. Maybe in this way, it can wash away the fine dust from its blooming flowers, the scars on its roots, and return to its original pure smiling face and magnificent branches. The astringent rain flows through the heart and through the window lattice lingering in the neon night sky. I really want to comb myself quietly and review my life. Why do I often feel exhausted? Do you still achieve nothing until now? Seeing others’ success, I always blame myself for not being persistent and not working hard enough in my heart! Looking at the gloomy sky, my heart suddenly felt inexplicable helplessness and grief. Looking at the magnolia petals in my hands, I let my thoughts slide through my fingertips, just like a meteor passing across the sky, and the Flash suddenly drifted to the sky. How long is the road of life? How can we cherish the time? Magnolia blossoms and flowers thank you. At this time, it seems that I really understand myself. Therefore, on the page of magnolia petals, I wrote down hope, mood and future, the wings folded into the sea of hearts fly to the distance with the smiling faces of relatives, and greet every ordinary day with elegant posture and full spirit! Another year is the blooming season of magnolia. I am grateful, cherish,,,. 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…

Where flowers bloom, I miss you

Where flowers bloom, I miss you

For you, I would like to gather a sleeve of flowers, guard a city alone, enjoy the loneliness of the whole life, even if the heart sounds are no one to listen, even if the messy steps scattered on the ground of heart injury. -Notes Looking at the catkins flying like snow in front of the door, the gate of memory opened again. I changed into a long white dress and put on a pink scarf. I came to the edge of Nantang. In front of us, the peach blossom is blooming. A gust of wind blows, petals fall down, touching my heart. This thing, this scene, why not teach people to miss you? I couldn’t help walking forward, folding a peach blossom lightly, picking one and inserting it into a bun. I lowered my head and smelt the fragrance of peach blossom, and I walked into the memory again. I remembered that year when you and I met here today, the peach blossoms in the garden were smiling for us; I remembered that day of that year, you and me, and the peach blossoms reflected each other. Unexpectedly, there was an unpredictable wind and cloud in the sky, and a strong wind swept in. The wind passed, and peach blossoms flew, and the falling England was like rain. Canhong, smudged the streets, and also messed up my mood. From then on, under the lonely light, I was alone, touching the heartbeat under the peach blossom tree in my memory with my heart, writing and pondering, and leaving myself alone. Once love begins, the end of the world is at hand; Once love passes by, the end of the world is at hand. Is this a joke given to me by God in this world? For me, can the so-called happiness in this world only stay in the dream of blooming peach blossoms? Yijiang Liulan, whose beauty has been locked? Who’s haggard covered by a light makeup? A paper dust Dream, whose heart is broken? Who’s the dark fragrance after a storm? When you cherish the past and stand in canyang, who will be sad when thinking of nishang alone? Leaning in the dream, crying alone when waking up. Green poplars fly, spring breeze is silent. Now, scenery still, Mountain difficult Xu. I have forgotten how many days I wore a mask, forced to smile and pretended to forget the truth of the reality; I have forgotten how many nights I walked on the edge of my dream, searching, looking for a tender that can comfort the wound. Although the windowsill I miss is lonely, it is still my favorite. This life, this heart, this love, only belong to you. Without you, how can I continue the love story in my life? Who has fallen into the soul of Lingling in the world of mortals, and the lingering soul is deeply obsessed with the third generation? King know? Year after year, year after year, my heart is still moving to you and me, just like the minute and second of that month of that year. On the other side, smoke flows, are you waiting like me? After you don’t go, when I walk in the noisy streets of the city, a similar voice and a similar figure will always make me lose my mind for a moment. In the night of missing, I often like to show a piece of plain paper, sitting quietly in the night alone in a daze. More often, I will lock myself in a silent world, regardless of whether the flowers and plants are flourishing or whether the seasons are warm or cold, I only replayed the once warm and touching fragments in my mind, and only tried hard to search for your memory, trying hard to understand your breath. Then, keeping the pure land in my heart alone, let the lovesickness of every day and night turn into the plain language of white lotus, and turn into the pure white of season after season. It is said that it is the most beautiful April day in the world, but now I live up to the spring rhyme and spring scenery. I just stay in the forest and sing alone, and my listless eyes are swaying with the wind into thin blue smoke. Now, I am still guarding the Lonely Town, listening to the melody of the lonely River, writing lonely poems of fleeting years, waiting for the passing of green birds foolishly. In front of me, the wind was blowing slowly, brushing my sad face, falling from my eyebrows to my heart, gently stirring the broken heartstrings, which failed to adjust for a long time, only causing the sigh in my heart to rise and fall, falling down and lifting 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…