A person’s Halo

After autumn, my enteritis recurred, and at the same time, my myocardial ischemia became more serious. Every day, my belly gurgling and singing, flustered and palpitation, and I couldn’t rest for a moment. These terrible and boring diseases always accompany me all the time. At the age of my age, I had already attached myself to aging in advance and struggled with disease. I smiled helplessly, but there was a smell of tears flowing underneath my heart. I locked myself completely in a piece of land belonging to myself, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, that person is a person. The expression is always in a trance, everything seems to be a nightmare, always a nightmare that is not awake, entangled. I completely indulged my selfishness, and I completely forgot the idea that I didn’t live only for one person. I abandon all the connections about myself that are public and completely controlled by the social environment. I just feel that I live only for myself and for myself! What a terrible mood this is! However, I turned a blind eye to it. I still lived the life I created as before and coordinated my ideology. I will build everything I have, fight alone, and do my own thing! I only know that moving forward like this is my choice and my idea. No one can stop, no one can disturb, I just stumbled forward towards the entanglement full of nightmares! At night, I always suffer from insomnia. I turned on the light, and in that dim halo, I checked myself and examined myself. I tortured my soul and tried to correct my poisoned thoughts. But everything is always in vain and in vain. In that Halo, I only saw my fragile and pale shadow, a weak heart and a gurgling stomach. And all of these are closely related to me. I won’t let anyone understand that in that Halo, I don’t want to be noticed, I just want to forget. Being completely forgotten and buried by the world in his own halo is the call of freedom and happiness, the monologue of a person in his halo or his eulogy, deep eulogies that no one can understand! The autumn wind rose, and pieces of yellow leaves were falling. I don’t understand what autumn actually gives people? Mature? Harvest? Sad? Lonely? Lonely? I don’t want to know, nor do I want to explore. I just want to stay in my halo, comfort my body with recurrent enteritis and myocardial ischemia and my bewildered soul by the warmth of that halo. I just want to warm myself and know myself in that halo. At midnight, the abdomen was causing trouble again. Sleepy eyes, holding a flashlight, went to the toilet a mile away. It was another lonely Halo, dragging a lonely and long tail. I saw my weak shadow and vulnerable body, in that Halo, confusion, wandering and trembling. I could feel my pale face, like a white paper soaked in water. In the Halo with its tail dragging, I was in a hurry, but there was no expression. In the halo, it is just a dim little-known symbol, yes, it is just a symbol! In a person’s halo, a person is just a strange symbol of himself?! In many days in autumn, I turned off my mobile phone and all the communication. I am not willing to open a certain road to the outside world. I am just willing to talk with myself or monologue in my halo, whenever and wherever. I am willing to express it voluntarily or a way to escape from the troubles of the world. So don’t disturb me any more, and don’t destroy my halo, my mind! 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…

From the gallery to Bookstore

From Shanghai Art Museum out, also reluctantly, so lift mobile phone and a shot of this seemingly church art palace. I pondered carefully in my heart, and it was also the first time in my life to see the development process of Chinese painting systematically. Although I don’t understand the beauty of Danqing art, since the World Expo saw the dynamic Riverside Scene of Qingming Festival, I like the lifelike landscape figures. I knew this was a very shallow level, but it opened a new door for me. In the exhibition area of representative works of modern and contemporary Chinese paintings, it is the first time for me to appreciate the multifacticity of Chinese paintings, and also the first time for me to appreciate so many master original works in such a systematic way. Youxian, Liu Haisu, Guan Liang, Zhu Qizhan, Qian jiantie, Xie Zhiliu, Lu Yanshao, Feng Zikai, Lai Shaoqi, Wang Yachen, Tang Yun, Wu Guanzhong, Cheng Shifa, Liu Danzhai, etc., as well, lu fu sheng. I wrote down their names seriously, and also wanted to carve the brilliance of art in my heart to improve my aesthetic interest. Seeing Wu Hufan’s “Shi Xi monk Qiu Shan Tu”, Wang Yachen’s “Zi Shou Jin Zhang”, Guan Shan’s “drunken concubine”, I especially like Xie Zhiliu’s “Lotus”, because it is summer, it was also because I passed through a pool of green lotus the day before yesterday, but now I saw this white lotus again, and a peaceful and elegant heart surged in my heart. Seeing Ge You’s portrait on the second floor, I couldn’t help feeling a little happy, which was more vivid than the way he advertised for China Mobile. I also like the print “Autumn” by Russian printmaker raffuchin very much, and I like the quiet and distant autumn. After coming out, I saw the Daguang cinema. I think the summer vacation must be very lively. Passing by in a hurry, crossing Tibet Road, passing Muen Hall, crossing Lai Fuji square and entering Fuzhou road which I am familiar. There is an artistic beauty and reverie in my heart. When I walked in the hot world, I walked slowly, and my heart felt Poetic. I even wanted to be a gardener at that time. I spent two hours in the bookstore, because my baby was interested in Chinese zodiac recently, I bought “Chinese Zodiac culture” published by Shanghai Dictionary for my child, I also bought for her the Nanjing volume of “Chinese celebrities’ former residence study tour Hall”: the tide falls in Jinling. This is an era of reading pictures. I want to let children measure the landscape culture of China with their eyes first. In the future, it may be possible for them to understand the power of distance. Besides, some of my classmates scattered in several corners of the city in Nanjing. As for buying books, I am still gluttonous and have to control myself. I almost piled up the whole house into a messy study. Fortunately, my heart was not in disorder. I also bought a collection of Dai Wangshu’s classic poems published by Shandong Literature and Art. I like its cover, its simple outline and poetic infinite. Touch it, touch the romance and sadness of an oil paper umbrella. I bought autumn border, a selected collection of Hong Kong literature, whose authors are mostly inland people. Some famous people like Shu Ting, Wang Anyi, Su Tong, Chen Ran, Deng Youmei, Han Shaogong, Sun Shaozhen, xiao Fuxing, Chi Zijian, etc. Among overseas Chinese in Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, there are Dong Qiao, Ma Jiahui, Li oufan, Bai Xianyong, Zhong Yiwen, Liang Xihua, Jian Zheng, Nie Hualing, You Jin, etc. Not only curiosity, but also the openness and inclusiveness of Hong Kong culture. Recently, many top candidates in the college entrance examination gave up Peking University, Tsinghua University, Fudan University and so on and chose to study in Hong Kong, which is thought-provoking. After Rousseau and Montaigne, I chose didero. It is always hard to get rid of Chinese contemporary literature. Modern and contemporary literature is just like my original intention when I came to Jiangnan. Here is a collection of winning works of Lu Xun, Mao Dun, Feng Zikai, Yu Dafu and Dai Wangshu, which was edited by Jiangnan magazine, it can be regarded as a contemporary end-result of my ten-year Jiangnan complex. On that day, feibaiyou left a message about “A Brief History of Japanese literature”. Today, he met “a history of Japanese national poetry” written by Zheng Minqin, with 6600 pages thick, and hesitated for a moment, I also think of the haiku master Matsuo basao, and I still don’t want to miss it. Another book is The Travel Notes of China written by Japanese literature master Akutagawa Ryunosuke. I want to see the look of China in his eyes of this master who only lived 35 years old. Akutagawa Ryunosuke can be immortal only with Rashomon. When buying books, you will always spend some money and think of supporting your family. It is better to be moderate. Seeing Wang Xiangfu chatting with GE Xiaoping that day, he saw Wang Xiangfu once lived in a temple, talking about the monk who ate shrimps and drank at night. This is also interesting. I think monks also have troubles. Seeing “Buddha also has troubles” compiled by Wang Yuexing, I also got it. Who can really have no trouble in seeking Buddhism and explaining Taoism? From the Art Gallery to the bookstore, from the pictures to the words, my heart had a colorful beauty, and even the cervical spine which had been shouting silently didn’t feel painful on this day. 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…

Fate, how to play the movement

Originally, I was very happy. But later, it changed. Become very familiar. I lost my character. And the only reason that can prove that I live in this world is nothing more than the driving shell like a walking corpse. It has nothing else. If there is, it may be the night accompanying me day and night. — Many people say that my words are very sad, and I am sad for that kind of sadness, which is the teasing of my heart and the waves aroused when they contradict each other. Actually, I know. Know the endless sorrow brought by this feeling to people. Just like an infatuated girl, she accepted the rejection of the perfect, handsome and handsome prince charming in her eyes without any choice. But no matter how much this man hurt her, her eternal love for him would never change. Even though sometimes she would think of giving up because of sadness and sadness, but after the sadness and entanglement, I believe that she would choose to love him as always. Until one day, I understand. Many people think I am very mature. I think that kind of maturity should come from the calmness and calmness of appearance. That kind of peace didn’t come from me. It is not tempered in life. Just like the brief calm after the storm. It is powerless and tired. There is no spiritual morale. Many times, I want to forget those unhappy. Forget those scarred pains. However, every time when all these bad things are about to be locked in the old box, a new blow will strike me ruthlessly again. Moreover, every time, it is more violent and painful. Perhaps, you will say that I am are escaping from life, I am timid and cowardly people. However, you should know that endurance is different for everyone. I am not a great man, I am not a celebrity, and I don’t have such a strong load to bear the ruthless blows again and again. I think, even if they are strong and capable, they will step forward one day. What’s more, I am just a child. Every time, I pray devoutly after finishing my work, because in my life, I need to be lucky occasionally. After all, I also spent a lot of energy like others. However, it is always impossible to meet people’s wishes. Imagine that on a perfect road, it will be destroyed by reality. After accepting the frustration every time, I could only walk out of the shadow very quickly. I continued to crawl in the truth that I was more frustrated and braver. Sometimes, I really want to completely close myself. I really want to completely escape from the fluctuation between cheer and failure. However, when the night comes, I still can’t restrain those pains. Against the backdrop of the night, it will only make the pain and hardship in my heart more transparent. And that kind of vivid performance. Only in this way can I have no thoughts and soul, and become a little peaceful. Fate. How should I go? Fate? How can you play the movement of life for me? Fate. I begged you in a low voice to leave me a blue sky and let me find the sunshine and happiness that once belonged to me. Fate, I beg you. 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…