Side of the mountain

Every time when I was in silence, I tasted a cup of fragrant tea and listened to an old song. The faint memories were rippling, and the local accent flowing on the aquatic plants that had sunk to the bottom of the river was slowly salvaged. Children’s mind is ignorant and simple. I thought that heaven and earth were just the scope within my sight. The distant peak of daoqingli stands high, which is the end of the sky and the edge of the ground. The world at that time was clear and happy. Playing all over the fields, the rich and complicated original flavor sprang up, lost in the mottled colors. My mother’s soft call, with ups and downs, softly absorbed on the wild flowers on the stranger, and spread on the tip of the long willow branches. The smoke wrapped around the sunset, and the warm Halo gently settled on the shallow rape petals. Pull a handful of dandelion flowers and sniff the fragrance; Quietly gather over and touch the wings of dragonfly; Poke a honeycomb with a branch to provoke a crazy run; Throw a tile on the sparkling river, arouse the water drift in the circle, disturbing the faint and clear dream of the frog; Pick a cattail and make it into a green cattail whistle, and send out the lost Chick’s tender cry to fool the old woman’s eagerness to find,,,,,,. I was tired of playing, lying in the soft grass, listening quietly to the sound of flowers blooming and fading. Looking at the blue sky, the clouds with light gauze are changing various forms. Sometimes I would climb up the high haystack, looking at the distance and the distant mountain crazily, thinking about the heaven and earth on the other side of the mountain and the wonderful things at the end of the day. In the end, I didn’t climb that mountain either. But later I knew that the other side of the mountain was not the horizon. On the other side of the mountain, there is a higher sky! 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…

Encounter life

Green leaves, red a cluster, wedding day dream, smoke! The heart is dust-free, exposed to the rain and cold, pouring out with the lonely fragrance, the moon is lingering on the night, sighing that the age of the red world is short, the three lives are soft dreams, the eternal fetters accompany the beauty, and the single Love fleeting!! Inscription in May, the warbler flies and the grass grows, and the fruit trees bloom. I hope it will continue in my dream. I look forward to flying in my dream, listening to the sound of the Bell (ling) floating, sighing at the present, recalling the melancholy years, and DE. Love, longing, all sorts of thoughts and thoughts, don’t dream, a wisp of expectation, broken sorrow, passing through the world of mortals, love with the night screen window, a piece of sadness and forget the old mood, let the miscellaneous thoughts bloom, yesterday, a dream, today, a dream! Whether we ignore something in the helpless city, if so, please forget my memory and interpret the desolation of the world with the precipitation on your shoulders. If not, give me a reason, let me firmly believe that there is still loneliness and hesitation in this dusty matter. Why does time always care for people with ulterior motives, why does the world of mortals always admire the hot and cold world, which adds some regrets to the originally happy and comfortable world, and adds many desolation! Yesterday, I forgot the sorrow of leaving and don’t hate, but today I somehow think of the sadness of encounter. Life is really full of hatred, and I also lament the hot and cold world between my fingers! Let’s look at everything lightly. The clouds passed yesterday, and the leaves fell yellow today. Zeng Jing’s past was my dream. Today, the slight encounter is my sadness. Today is still here, where is the Ming dynasty going? Sitting on the bench beside the window, I miss the wish of blooming flowers in the future. Tears moisten my eyes and miss the wind and frost penetrating the secular world! Like a kind of ethereal invisible attachment, let me miss you, crazy for you. At the beginning of the lantern, the shadow was on the edge of the road, leaning for a long time. For whom was the silent thought? Knowing clearly that everything will belong to the future, what kind of mentality will I take to wanton my love? We don’t need too many promises to keep each other. We only have the true love to each other. We always like to use the pen in our hands to state the past, give a beautiful expectation to encounter, and also imagine life, consume like this, fantasy from then on, life will think of you and let my world reappear glory! At this moment when I wrote down my words, I wrote down my sincerity, my expectation, I have you, I have expectation, I have a dream because of encounter, and I have a dream to step into tomorrow with every bit of sincerity, like the warm spring breeze under the rising sun, it is full of pure sweet fragrance and happiness! Happiness!! I will never forget it!!! Just because, on this day, the encounter with your life makes me feel refreshed and makes the sun and moon dim!!! Just because of this day, there was an encounter, so there was a soul touching the dream, withering and hesitating, and the dream was far away. 2012-05-13 in the shabby room 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…

After all, we still missed it

Spring elimination snow 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…