Please give me a glass of gin

My night meal last night and tonight was the British TV series “Love fans painting color”. The England in the middle of the nineteenth century was my favorite era, showing fantasy and fanaticism everywhere. Just now, I specially checked the pre-Raphael Brotherhood in the film on the Internet, which indeed existed in history. This is a group that advocates the combination of spirit, painting and literature before Raphael, which has obvious aestheticism tendency, pays attention to realism in technique and is good at meticulous depiction, directly describe the light and bright colors of nature. As for painting, I am obviously a layman, but I think art is interlinked. For example, music such as literature such as design, the beauty revealed can shock and yearn for us. This TV play is about the process before they became famous, as well as the artist-style craziness and texture when they treat ideals and love. Give us some gin. In the noisy tavern, they were young and failed, but they were still eloquent and arrogant. Some drinking crowds and prostitutes around them all served as foil, yes, their goal is to treat art and desire to stand out. They are young, talented, courageous and intelligent. Of course, they are the outstanding ones in the crowd. William told you word by word that our artistic aim is to capture extraordinary beauty in ordinary life. In fact, the text is not like this. I like the wide-edge hat, wide-sleeve shirt and of course their works, beautiful characters and scenery of that era. And they gave a glass of gin for free and easy. It is said that gin is also made of five grains, and some of them are made of black Plum Berry. It seems so popular in the film. I think it should be similar to our erguotou. I don’t like foreign wine, but I like its name, which seems very kind and elegant. The old box carriage walked slowly through the flagstone street. Gentlemen and prodigal sons, ladies and maids, happy hawkers and dancing beggars walked out from the panoramic vision, there is a long-lost agitation surging in the bottom of my heart, gradually spreading and echoing. This night is not calm any more. Aestheticism, materialism, idealism, all the existing nature has its own reason, but aestheticism is more surprising. The delicacy and meaningful in it often make us sigh, what is the beauty to the extreme? The heartbeat that makes you unable to extricate yourself. Please give me a glass of gin. Let’s have a Cup together. I don’t know what the taste and degree of the wine is. Maybe it will catch up with our pure grain brewing. Yes, since the degree is low, I am not afraid of you. I am inferior to you in painting and drinking. The woman with floral umbrellas walked gracefully, with a cultural flavor in her implicit smile. The noble temperament was not learned. I think it really has those inherent characteristics, it is admirable, heart broken, and intoxicating. It is different from the temperament of poetry and calligraphy, but it also reflects the connotation of beauty. After watching the three episodes of the first season, the night was already very deep, but it seemed that I was not sleepy. The lonely light flickered cold light on my confused face. The cigarette was lit, and there was silence all around. I really need a glass of wine. At this time, only it can ignite my enthusiasm, if I still have enthusiasm. Please give me a glass of gin. I heard myself saying to myself. 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…

I looked at you in the mirror

When I looked at you in the mirror and saw a strange face, I found that you had changed a lot. Time has left indelible marks on your face; The tempering of life and the tossing of emotions have faded away your former vitality. Inscription a surprise, a roar, breaking the silence of the night, woke me up from my sleep. A gust of strong wind blew the curtains falling to the ground, making them dance in disorder. A dense air permeated the air, and the smell of rain gradually haunted the whole space. In the starless night sky, there is a faint red glow, and the loneliness on the face is written. Overlooking the boundless silence outside the window, I was speechless for a moment. I had no choice but to walk into the bathroom and wanted to wash it, but I saw you unintentionally. When I looked at you in the mirror, Zou ran saw your past. I saw the track that emotion ran over on my forehead, and the deep locked eyebrows locked the feelings that could not be put down. The past has gone far, but it seems to leave an indelible memory on your face. Standing in front of the mirror for a long time, I just want to see through you and see how many worries you have hidden. How many past events have carved obvious tracks on your face as time goes. Helplessly smiled at you calmly, but saw that the corners of your mouth were still so far-fetched, as if laughing at the ups and downs of life. I made a cup of coffee, turned on the radio, let the soft music float in the dark living room, stay alone for a while, let my thoughts fly with the wind, and walk into the tunnel of time again. Thinking that you have been wandering on the edge of dreams for a long time, you have never seen the emotional burden behind you invisibly. On that day, when the company stepped into the elevator, there were mirrors on all sides. I also saw you. I was shocked and could not recognize the unslim you in front of me. The messy hair like grass and the beard-covered cheeks seemed to become another person overnight. I want to say something to you, but I have found the loneliness in your eyes. Suddenly, a burst of sigh came to my heart. The bright eyes and sharp eyes once couldn’t compete with the moonlight any more. They were in a dim State and lost and empty, revealing their sorrow. At the same time, I also saw your slightly drooped shoulders and your stooped back, which seemed to bear heavy burdens, making you suffocated. With my eyebrows locked, I can see your desire, expectation and longing from your eyes. Once, the scene of four eyes contrasting and affectionate in this elevator was vivid in my mind, but now there are only the eyes without God, which imply tears. Therefore, I had to keep silent. How many mornings, how many nights, when I look at you in the mirror, there will be a little pity. Once you turn around, I seem to see a slight silver light shining in your messy hair and growing gradually. A face also lost the glory of the past. I still remember that many years ago, I often looked at you in the mirror like this. Once upon a time, your face was shining with the brilliance of an alien, engraved with an indomitable look. Those young dreams, those time of talking about life, those anxious years, the mountains can’t stumble your steps, and the ocean has never indulged in your iron pulp. You are so free and easy that you always despise the public’s eyes. You, who are full of confidence, are so enthusiastic about everything and show it clearly in front of the public. Your disdainful vision always makes you seem to be superior to the peers, arrogant and superior, because you know that you work harder, diligent and stronger than anyone else. However, as many dreams as there are stories; As many desires as there are disappointments. Fate is a joke for you, but you can’t afford the Dream carried by this bitter and short life. You should know that there is no tree in Bodhi, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in the past, where can it cause dust; If there is no original joy, how can it come to today’s sadness; If there is no desire for selfish desires, how come the laughter and sorrow of gain and loss. Flowers bloom and fall, dead leaves return to their roots, natural rules, sometimes it is not your turn to freeze. However, the passing time, the arrow-like time and the short romance have worn away your once ambitious heroic spirit and your previous determination, becoming the weakness and pedantic today. From then on, you are depressed, letting the years pass by from your fingertips, and letting the time waste in the morning bell and evening drum. Under the starry sky, you are always so helpless, counting the sadness of your life with a string of heart words. You leave your loneliness to the night, place your sadness in the rain, entrust your blessings to the breeze, but shrink yourself in a corner, not letting people approach you. Every time I walk into the bathroom, I will see your tired body, lazy eyes and silent looking at me. Once you were young and frivolous, now you are much depressed. Do you still remember? Many years ago, under the starry sky under the eyes of the public, you ignored the eyes of the public and sang a song. You were not afraid of being annoyed by your hoarse voice, nor did you pay attention to whether it disturbed the quietness of others. Do you still remember waiting for a meteor shower on the beach? With full expectations, you sit under the starry sky with a group of people who are unfamiliar but have common dreams, and wait for a rare moment like you are infatuated. At that time, you were full of hope in the world and longing for life. However, the meteor shower did not arrive as scheduled. Disappointment filled your face, my face, but never changed your mood. In recent days, sometimes when I look at you in the mirror, I can see the endless expectation in your eyes, revealing endless concerns. There is always a melancholy hanging in the slightly drooping corner of eyes, which makes people feel pity and colic. Silence takes the place of your eloquence; Indifference takes the place of your hot heart. The tranquil starry sky is your bitter blackboard, and the gentle evening wind is your accompaniment of singing sadness. Therefore, you will turn your grief and indignation into a little bit of heart and spread it all over the floor. You want to pick it up, but you have no way to start. Occasionally in the carriage, when I look at your eyes in the mirror, I always feel a silent emptiness. Your silence replaced all the sounds; The gentle music could not break the loneliness in the carriage. Although you never spoke, I could see your story and your mood from the tears at the corner of your eye. Missing, like chaos flying, will only evoke the charming scenery and slight feelings, deep missing, shallow memories, deep miss, in a flash, hit your heart, kill your once sincere heart into a cynical mentality. You and I have been in the world of mortals for dozens of years. Since I was a child, I never gave up lightly. I always follow behind you. No matter how many waves I have experienced, it will always be the same. You and I have crossed many obstacles, crossed many waves and seas, and till today, we can be regarded as inseparable. Now, when I look at you in the mirror again, I see a strange face slowly changing. If you want to wake you up, you have turned around and said goodbye to me with a drop of tears. Since then, you are no longer the one I know, but I am still me. There is an obvious difference between soul and body. I still follow the pace of time and keep walking, but you stay in the tunnel of time. The inner struggle, the reality and the unreal Mao Dun twined you and me. As a result, both body and mind were exhausted. What did you do? Facing You in the mirror, I hope you can turn around and look at the scenery around you. Maybe you will see that the green grass is still green, the wild flowers are still blooming, the sunshine is still bright, and the Moonlight is still soft. The difference is that your eyes and charm have already been submerged by the past. You once told me not to cry any more, but why did you wet my eyes. Seeing the tears shining at the corner of your eyes, I wanted to stretch out my hand to dry it for you, but I found that my mottled Palm was unable to lift. We have gone through countless years, but you ignore me for her, and even ignore the people around you who love you. You ignore the gorgeous dusk in the sky, the first dawn in the morning, and even more the lively flowers and trees around you, relatives and friends, block yourself in a ruins isolated from the desert. You always like to isolate yourself, hoping to get rid of common things. However, you forget how you can integrate with them, which even the nature can’t understand. In the middle of the night, you tried hard to shake off the loneliness of a book with stiff hands. You bare your heart, crush it into pieces, and sprinkle it on the virtual net sea. However, that is just an escape. You used thousands of squares to knock your heart full of weeds. You wanted to make people understand it, but you still couldn’t understand yourself. Therefore, you lost yourself in the deserted desert, burned by the scorching sun during the day and invaded by the cold wind at night. The cold wind never blows away your endless thoughts, and the scorching sun never dries your tears of bitterness. But do you know whether the gorgeous words and sharp words are just cold words. Even if you write down your bitterness and express your helplessness; Although you write down all the time and all the changes, the Earth is still rotating and the sun and moon are still changing. No matter how shouting, it is still useless. Moment of Romance day also old. Heaven has never pitied the world, letting tragedies happen continuously, while natural and man-made disasters always emerge one after another. The new moon like a hook will always evoke your flying thoughts, making you walk alone in the empty city without people, the deserted ruins, leaving your slight footprints. The echo in the empty valley cannot cover your torn heart no matter how loud it is. But the moonlight like water has lit up your future and your heart. The rain drops on the green leaves and soaks on the treetops. Have you ever washed away all your sadness? Today, when I look at you in the mirror again, I can still see some tears flashing. You want to hide it, but forget to hide the sadness in your heart. Therefore, I want to tell you: since you can’t change the world and control the arrangement of fate, why not follow the water and see everything calmly. Forgetting the past is a happy 2012.05.26 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…