Road

In May, the sun is shining, the wind and rain are gentle, birds are singing, flowers are waving, fields and roadside are luxuriant everywhere, full of vitality of life cycle. Oh! In May, another paradise in a person, walk with me and Bloom my heart …… I like the feeling of being on the road, the scenery is infinite, the flowers are red and the Willows are green, so I can have a panoramic view of it; I prefer to be on the road,, danger and surprise coexist. After encountering difficulties and dangers and being horrified instantly, be brave and strong to face them. Although, the northwest Loess Plateau does not have the poetic charm of Jiangnan. The Sunset, Sunset, Morning Sun, small Bridge, running water we saw on the way were still so beautiful, poetic and picturesque, making people linger and reluctant to leave. Not Jiangnan, better than Jiangnan. I love this piece of land. Because this is my hometown, my home, my relatives and friends are all here. My root is deeply rooted in this barren and affectionate homeland where an eternal complex is followed. Every time I measure and touch this hot land on foot, the passion and touch in my heart are surging and my blood is boiling. Along the way, I was tired and happy. Because I like to wander freely and do what I want. The winding path on the way is just like a narrow ideological dilemma encountered in the journey of life. It is difficult to breathe freely and easily, but you must step over it with your feet down to earth. After passing it, you can look back, it’s nothing if it’s just a little big. When walking, a broad avenue suddenly appeared in front of me. The sun was shining on the road, and my heart was suddenly enlightened. There is another village where the hope is …… on the road, it is not sunny everywhere, or the steep winding path, and there is no thrilling passing. There must be unknown danger and bigger test waiting for me. For example, encounter some hateful people, encounter some unnecessary personal injuries or something. Always remind me. Once, I unconsciously met a poisonous snake about two meters, not to mention how terrified I was at that time. On that day, I shuttled through a large orchard alone, taking snapshots while walking without paying attention to my feet. I felt a subtle feeling when passing by. I found that my feet were wrong and looked back, my God! It turned out to be a yellow-green snake that had never been seen before. Where was it stretching out its long head, it was lucky that it didn’t step on it. Amitabha! View I am good deeds. If you step on the snake, the consequences will be unimaginable. Adjust the mood in panic, calm down, use the camera to take a picture of the snake that has never been seen before. In the next few days, I always felt that there was a snake under my feet, and I couldn’t walk out of the shadow scene for many days. Such a scene is like the pain and hardship I encountered in my life, which can’t be walked out for a while. However, no matter how many difficulties ahead, I still can’t stop my steps. On the way, my heart became richer and happier. It is really a trivial matter to raise one’s finger and not worth mentioning when encountering old people and children who need help. What I am walking on the road is my uniqueness. That kind of feeling is only for the pleasure of yourself. I often dream of going out to have a look, but sometimes the scenery is around me, waiting for those who have a heart to capture and feel. The wind blows, the butterfly flies away, the flowers swing with smiles, and the seven-star ladybug crawls on the grass. What the little life reveals is not only so cute, but also a kind of perseverance. Nearby, the road under the feet is so broad; In the distance, the rolling mountains are so towering into the clouds, boundless. People are so tiny. There is no reason to dislike the variety and amorous feelings on the road. Walking on the road is the whole life of a person. Wind and rain, happy, painful, resolutely walking. Then go on the road. That mountain, that water, that man, like a poem singing softly in my ears, painted in front of my eyes slowly …… Puxi 2012.5.28. Rainy Afternoon 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…

Life of every age group is a colorful and beautiful movement

When I was preparing to turn off the TV for a rest last night, my eyes were deeply attracted by the column of setting out to happiness. A woman in her sixties was singing “because of love” affectionately with a guitar in her arms. What is attracted is not only because I feel that I am singing love boldly at this age, but also because when I am a grandmother, I have such a young and happy mood, holding a guitar in an elegant posture, playing and singing by myself, in the eyes of ordinary people, guitar playing and singing is the patent of young people, not only me, but also the audience and compere who live live in the column group of setting out to happiness are moved by the deep feeling and slightly vibrato song of Aunt holding guitar: because how can love have vicissitudes and everything is still young because there are still people wandering there …… the aunt who used to play guitar came from the beautiful Hangzhou, as a client, she came to the column group of departure from Xiang happy to express her thanks to her teachers and classmates who had helped her, and also wanted to sing the song “because of love” to her wife who passed away, in memory of their once beautiful love, the host Li Yong commented on this aunt’s singing like this: You touched the softest part of our hearts with the vibrato of life. Then, several female classmates who came with this client held the guitar and sang the song “The Story of Time”: the flowers bloom in spring the wind in autumn and the falling sun and flowing water in winter the story of taking away the time changes the youth flowing water that we are sentimental and recalled for the first time. The story of taking away the time changes us and they sing their own life. Perception, in the live interview, the client and her classmates were interviewed together, she recalled her first date with her husband on the broken bridge of the beautiful West Lake to the audience with deep feelings, as well as the gifts given by her husband and the love in life, although she had a slight sadness in the narration, it was more sweet memories. From her, it made people understand the true meaning of love more deeply, love, it is not only the patent of young people, but also the possession. We are together day and night. Love has no age limit and no time limit,. When the host asked: how do you think of singing with guitar? Because music brought us happiness, in the afternoon, by the beautiful West Lake, I played the guitar with our classmates and good friends and sang beautiful songs, which attracted many audiences, even foreign tourists stopped to listen, leaving E-mail, saying that they would communicate music with us in the future, and that music is regardless of national boundaries. Sometimes I would take a guitar and play it to my wife’s tomb. I think he can hear it. They have all gone through the vigorous youth and the spring and autumn middle-aged, now we are walking at the intersection of Sunset. Facing the coming sunset, there is no sadness or disappointment on their faces. From their calm smiles, what we see is to face the years calmly, their love for life and true understanding and tolerance for the ups and downs of life seem to be beautiful and elegant fairies in the south of the Yangtze River, with singing and happiness, singing stories of yourself and others on the beautiful West Lake. After watching the program, my eyes were filled with tears. I was deeply moved by the beauty of such a group of optimistic and happy aunts. I hope that after 20 or 30 years, I can also sing happily with my guitar. What kind of age is the most ideal in life? Flowers say, open age thousands of branches compete for show. What kind of youth is the most glorious, The Sun says, the burning youth is shining; What kind of soul is the brightest, the Moon says, the pure soul is glittering and translucent; What kind of life is the most beautiful, Haiyan says, the life of struggle is endless; What kind of age is the most ideal? What kind of life is the best? I said, as long as you have a heart that loves life, you can compete with each other at any age, which is colorful. In fact, life is like Four Seasons. Innocent childhood is the spring of life, vigorous youth is the summer of life, and calm middle age is the middle age of life, the staggering old age is the winter of life. The dead are like this, the youth is no longer, and the aging of the body is the natural law. But as long as people keep the spring of their hearts, life will always be young. Life is like a poem, which should have more melodious lyric and less bitter sigh. As long as you keep a happy heart, life of any age group should be a colorful and happy movement! 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…