Pleasure an hour

As far as I am concerned, there is a moment I am whether I like it or not, worry-free and worry-free. In addition to the wind and rain, I must come to Ximen square from 7 to 8 every night, listening to the music, slowly stretching my arms, Dancing with the crowd at this moment, I felt a string of notes coming in from my ears, and then like fresh blood trickling along the meridians, which diluted the sadness accumulated in my heart and washed the dust falling in the spirit, slowly and slowly comforted my fatigue and hesitation in the daytime. And my body began to become soft, brisk and smart. Sometimes I am like a singer walking on the waves, wearing flowers in a boat and lingering with butterflies; Sometimes I am like a swaying willow branch, with the breeze blowing and the water falling down and sticking to clothes; sometimes I am like a galloping horse, stretching my limbs and broad-minded; Sometimes I am like a post-modern silhouette, messy and crazy, with my personality flying. I sway the little sweat in every pore, feeling the unity of soul and flesh in the whirlpool of melody, I am happy! I forget the things I can’t forget, the pain I can’t put down, the success I can’t expect, and the problems I can’t explain. I don’t have to live so secular, utilitarian, tangled and trivial. I can have the joy and pleasure of this moment, stretch my body and mind trapped by the dust to my heart’s content, and feel the purity and beauty of this moment! Stars turn around, swim in the gathering and scattering, long songs cry short, love, sorrow and joy there is always a moment in life, painless for fun! 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…

80 s, are we really old?

I accidentally saw such a sentence on the Internet, the 80 s who grew old secretly. Inexplicable sadness suddenly rose in my heart. The people standing in their memory should be the best in the world. Their Love career is full of harvest, flourishing and prime time of life. They shoulder the mission of connecting the past and the future, raising children and supporting the elderly; Contributing to the society and serving the motherland. How glorious, proud and fulfilling! When I was a child, I always longed for myself to be the master of this world someday. Looking back suddenly, it seemed that the past was still yesterday, but I grew old quietly. Nowadays, most of us born in the 1980 s are approaching the age of establishment, and where are our actions? I don’t know when I started to pay close attention to current affairs, as if everything in the news had nothing to do with myself. OWN also so willing to confined to this narrow space, like a frog in a well, narrow mindedness. Wandering between home and work everyday, the taste of life is much more insipid than boiled water. The ambition when I just stepped into the job was diluted in front of the old man of time. How long have you been working? A friend asked like this. Decades and. I quietly returned.? My friend was extremely surprised, with a strange look on his face. I don’t know his voice? What more profound meaning does it represent? It is to ask me about my poor family; Or to deny that my work is unknown and nothing has been achieved. I never came up with a satisfactory answer, maybe both. Thinking it over carefully, it is also true. As all living beings in nature, who is willing to be poor and mediocre? Some ancestors said that gold always shines! But there are also rumors that heroes are useless. When I was young, I was once dejected by the withering of a flower; When I grew up, I was also grieved for leaving my beloved relatives forever; But now, I will face everything around me with a detached attitude. The ancients said: white hair fishing on the river, used to see the autumn moon and spring breeze. Everything in this world will become indifferent if you see more. Then you will understand the meaning and value of life. The writer Bi Shumin once said that people often picked up the golden mane on the ground only when the happy golden carriage had driven far away and said, “I have seen her before. As a new generation across the century, we are in the golden stage of our life after S, and we still have a lot of time and opportunities waiting for us to realize the value of our life. We don’t grow old secretly. Even if we are mediocre and achieve nothing now, these may be the test of our will by God. As long as we do our duty in work, as long as we are worthy of our hearts in life, we are wise, and we have never been here for nothing. The world is so beautiful and we are so lucky to come to this world. We will never feel sad about spring any more. The road ahead is so long and charming, we have a lifetime to pursue, explore and explore. 2010.4 Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…