Things that will never be forgotten

When chatting, I told my friends that I had been looking forward to a complete wedding since I was a child. Not necessarily gorgeous, but at least I am wear a white wedding dress. If not, I must take a beautiful wedding photo. My friend said that he couldn’t understand why women always imagined these flashy things. He said that he once promised his wife to hold a wedding and take wedding photos together. But with children, there will be no banquet. I made an appointment to take wedding photos after giving birth to the baby. It took several years, but now it is saved. He was complacent when he said it. Maybe because of economic reasons, it was delayed. Maybe it is forgotten because of the trifles of life. Maybe because I love him, I don’t want him to see her disappointed. But she was disappointed. Maybe he thought his wife had forgotten. Or she never mentioned it again. A man’s self-righteous intelligence is a woman’s lifelong regret. She had such a dream, from childhood to adulthood, but it was broken abruptly. Maybe, she would forget to have a headache, forget to eat and forget where to put her bank card. But she will never forget it. A man once promised to realize a simple dream with her. However, he broke the appointment. She will never forget it in her life. Because this dream is what she has been looking forward to for a long time. However, this man was the only one who could accompany her to realize it, but he pushed it off. Will never forget. It is not to hate this man who has not fulfilled his promise, but to cherish his beautiful dream. 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…

Dream of the day

In that year, you walked away in the snow with full ambition. The landscape of your hometown and the eyes which were hard to give up were thrown behind by the fast train. You exiled yourself tragically, leaping over thousands of mountains and rivers, and knocked open the scarlet door in the unknown. Since then, many legends have been stepped under your feet, and you are also eager to become a legend. But I didn’t know that the nine Yin scriptures and sunflower treasure books were just the old gossips. Under the cold iron fist, that dream-like fantasy finally vanished. But you have no way back. Here, you sweat like rain, practice three or nine times in winter, practice three or three times in summer, and try your best to catch up for the dream that has gone away at that moment, because you understand that only the watering of sweat can make the flower of hope bloom. The years accompanied by fists and fists are plain but unforgettable. In those days accompanied by sweat and tears, how many people left with tears in despair, and how many people fell down at the vermilion gate and couldn’t stand up for a long time. And you stick to it silently. You, the person hiding in the corner, accidentally planted the seeds to blossom and bear fruit. That year you conquered all the people with your fist, and you finally stood in the ranks of the coach. You did it! That night, you knelt on your knees and thanked heaven with tears, for this glorious moment. Then, you waved your blood and continued to extend the rudeness and coldness in the sonorous and vocal years. Under The Shaolin stick and the finger of the Sword, those bloody men with chivalrous will be the dream in your heart, gather under your command. Those crazy and noisy days finally made you forget yourself and make you arrogant and rude. All the mirrors can’t see your feelings clearly. You have changed! You lost and corrupted yourself in the Halo woven by fists. However, there is always a time when you wake up as before. The sound of flute coming from the distance that night was as elegant as a burning candle, lingering in the curl, but like a complaint, making your heart quiet and silent, suddenly waking up, sighing that life was like a nightmare. When the tide receded, when the beach and Reef came out of the water again, you finally sat down quietly and found that you were still not where you wanted to go. In the summer of that year, the Sun of the martial arts school was as hot as fire, and the road was scalding. You stopped at the vermilion gate with your luggage, and never left for a long time. Everything will start again. The journey is long and the road is dangerous. And where is the dream? Where does it extend into a mirage or colorful rainbow in the distance, with the light of temptation. And you are willing to be a moth longing for light. I would rather die for my ideal. 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…