Into life

When I walked into life, I didn’t know that I had already started the journey of life; How wonderful and warm that ignorance should be! The adorable life lay in the womb carefree. As for the state of my mother, I don’t understand, and I don’t care about things beyond myself; I have my own thing to do, that is to consume my mother unconsciously with my whole body, develop a baby who doesn’t know what the heart and lung are, moist and has clear eyebrows and eyes. On the day when I walked out of my mother’s womb, I was exactly the same as others. I wanted to cry, crying loudly! How warm and quiet the mother is! Do you eat, drink, sleep, excrete? You don’t have to worry about the size and size, which is a completely idealized natural enjoyment process of communism. I don’t need to know anything or do anything. For example, study, work, love, the comfort and laziness of running for ten months, giving up once, which is really hard to give up! I don’t need to open my eyes to know that I have been integrated into this complicated world. Why don’t you cry with your mouth open? I don’t want to go out and live in the world so as to accept suffering; I don’t want! Some people say, who says that newborn children don’t understand the world? I don’t understand. Why did she cry? I said, this is the first big event in my life, and I have to protest. When I live well, I can pretend to be deaf and dumb, to be stupid, and when I come to life from now on, can I still pretend gracefully? Who is elegant and who is a fool! (Look, how greedy and selfish human nature is!) There were also some owners who could bear it or were so angry that they didn’t say a word. At this time, the midwife must pinch her thin shank, lift it upside down and slap her hands on the little pink ass. Not to cry? Do you think you are enjoying your happiness? Wow cry! I don’t know whether other lives cry or not, but the Emperor cries. The eyes are not eyes, nose or nose, and how ugly they are. We twist them hard. Why bother? This is not, I was beaten before I got it. Life is really hard! I cried, but I didn’t say anything. What do I want to do in my heart, but I just don’t say. A crying word can solve many complicated things. Eat, drink, pull, cry! Uncomfortable cry! Unhappy cry! To give my mother or others a smile is to cheat them to take better care of me. Lai, Lai is relaxed day by day, and his talent tells me that enjoying music is like sounds of nature, which doesn’t need to be taught by people at all. I don’t want to grow up. Babbling is not what I expected; Learning is not what I expected. These are all variations of notes that go to suffering. People try every means and sing songs to lure me to go. It was a trap, but I just didn’t realize it. Some of them were muddled for a while, like a fish chasing the bait, forgetting the crisis; Some of them were forced to have no choice but to eat involuntarily, so they had to be hungry, unable to walk and bullied. I threw my heart out and fell down without saying anything. How many people have come here from generation to generation, can I avoid customs? Everyone says that immortals are good, but as immortals, don’t you have to endure hardship and practice ceaselessly, which is said to cost a lifetime of hardship. Just be a mortal. Go to school, work and work, have bitterness and happiness, what a long and long journey! I often feel so painful that I don’t know how to face myself. However, sometimes, I am full of happiness. This is mostly in the journey of life, and I get a satisfactory result after I work hard for something. But this is not an invincible flower in life. So I said, who can say that everyone’s life is full of pleasure as the leading role? Seeing my friends yesterday, I went to huangquan with great efforts today. I felt that life was so fragile and short-lived and vulnerable. Walking on the journey alive, I feel that life is so long and tasteless, indifferent; Smelly, Happy (but not much). Compared with the two compartments, I seem to think that living healthily means getting a lot of advantages of life. Thinking like this, I can’t tell whether I am grateful or sad, lucky or sad? Through the wind and rain of life, through the changes of life, I never consciously walked into life, to consciously feel life, during which I struggled for life, through year by year, day by day, I know clearly that there is a hand (is it the hand of God) around me, and I always lose myself again and again. It’s not my fault. Everyone is right. When I walked into life, the pain and helplessness of life were spread and implemented naturally, and I couldn’t choose. Do you have to hesitate to understand life? Don’t. Face bravely, walk firmly, sing with fencing! The haze in the sky is temporary, and the rough road can be conquered. Thinking about the gift of mother and belly to life, thinking about the brilliance of the sun in my heart, I (we) should go forward without hesitation! 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…

Actually very strong

I am very good, I am very good, so I must be strong and keep working hard. Although I have lost my motivation and been chasing, I always take such a small step and lose my dependence. I have learned to bear it, in fact, it’s very good. I can’t find lost memories when I grow up. I die in the bottom of my heart, but occasionally there are ripples. The happiness at the corner of the street, the warmth of tears, wiping away the remnants at the corner of my eyes, the road still, although I am the only one who doesn’t want to lie to myself, I pretend to be strong, and behind the smile is the unknown sadness. Night is the best hiding. One is lonely, one is heartbroken, and one drinks tears to taste the lonely sorrow oath, lies, promises, jokes, I have always been unable to find the truth. I have always believed in all the good things. Even if the results given to me completely collapsed, I still believe, because of faith, I won’t cry any more without doubt when I leave. Maybe my tears have run out, maybe I still keep them for you. I have faced a lot alone. The life of one person is very good. There is no need to worry about or remember, there is no yearning, praying and blessing, and loving yourself for yourself. The world is not around someone. Missing is stored in the bottom of my heart, no longer hurting yourself for whom, no one is who, no one will be with whom for the whole life. The evil fate is actually a test. If you walk out, everything will be better. There is always someone waiting for you, waiting for you for the whole life. Don’t stop in pain, let the wind blow away the annoyance, tidy up the mood, don’t look back after starting and turning around, don’t worry when choosing, everyone has his own pride, don’t abandon your only dignity for that worthless emotion. I also used to be brilliant and admit defeat. Strong or weak. The sea and rocks once withered and broken will disappear. Will I be strong, loneliness will listen to me, not all lovers in the world will be together, your back, just want to remember that the farther back can not tell the distance of tears, my memories stay in the trap you designed, when will you throw me away and don’t want to retain me? There is no tenderness I want in your eyes. After separation, you pretend to be indifferent without a drop of tears. In fact, you still can’t kill every bit of tears, just learn to smile, say goodbye to displeasure, accept pleasure, I will change, try to let myself learn the happiness of a person, without your happiness, maybe my heart is really numb, without the real feeling 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…

wu yue, summer after

In May, after long summer, we really entered summer. Willow trees on the shore of Poyang Lake are becoming more and more abundant. The leaves were so green, so green, so green that they seemed to wring out the juice. Occasionally, one or two drops were blown up and fell on the surface of the lake by the breeze, and the clear water of the lake suddenly became green, which made people very admiring. I thought that the green curtain in front of me should be the generous gift of spring? Otherwise, how can it radiate the harmonious Spring? The only difference is that there is only a little more vivacity and enthusiasm in the remaining spring. People all say that when the Red falls away, it will put aside the old dream of spring. However, I don’t think this will be true. It is just a narrow perception in some people’s hearts. When summer walked towards me slowly, I was fully prepared to welcome her and hug her. I will melt myself and summer together quickly in the sentimental time of May. I no longer want to piece together the scenery that doesn’t belong to me completely, so I let it be stored in the deep of my memory in a mess, just like the waves of lake water, the ripples of past years, and the loneliness of my whole life no longer, following the fervor and fervor of summer, I gazed at it with my heart, saw the invisible changes in front of me, and calmed myself down. No one can hold it, nor can he prevent his heart from following the steps of the season. I firmly believe that I can’t do it. Since I can’t do it, it’s better to let my body and mind go through the time series synchronously with the season to live out his agility and excellence. After entering May, I hugged long xia and completely entered summer. Then, in this warm, lively and passionate summer, many people and things will often emerge in front of my eyes, and deep thoughts will be pulled long inadvertently at the same time, it is really a common thing to turn into a long thread of concern in my heart. When the flowers and wealth in spring evolve into passion and vent under the sun, I should learn to touch the difference of seasons with my eyes; Feel the temperature of seasons with my heart; use emotion to measure the distance between heart and heart. I was always afraid that I couldn’t take the slightest measure when the seasons alternated. I was afraid that the seasons would be misplaced, and even more afraid that I would be misplaced. I have to learn to adapt to the changes of dry, wet, cold and warm in the season. When I look at the world outside, I will feel so natural and clear. After the summer, I casually rendered the spirit of summer with plain Milli, and unexpectedly, when it brushed my heart, it would tease my former feelings. Is it my heart that follows the summer? Or does the rain in front of us reverse the order of seasons? Blocking the obsessed me out of summer? The rain is still so tight and slow, it seems that I have no intention to disturb my chaotic thoughts. An umbrella flower appeared in front of me. Was she under the umbrella flower? The dream of those years, under the happy flower cloth umbrella, was the life past that I insisted on collecting. The flower cloth umbrella once was the emotional fairy tale in my dream. I finally know that there is a kind of meeting called farewell in my life. There is no need for a reason to say goodbye, so I don’t want someone to ask the reason for saying goodbye. After the summer solstice, the green and green is no longer the stingy one that I own in March. I smeared the mark about spring that belongs to me in the words. The sunshine of may always adds anxiety and worry to me from time to time, and at the same time worries me how to go on in the future. Even if I go on, how should I face it? In this increasingly hot season, I have to withstand the temptation in front of me and keep my mind and the outside world together rationally and rationally, don’t regard the distance between seasons as a natural moat which is hard to pass through, step over its body cautiously, lightly and calmly. In this way, I was thinking about it all over my head, and I couldn’t stand myself. When I opened the curtain, I saw the hot sun outside the window covered the Earth brightly. In the distant Lingyun Tower, faint millitres scattered all over the body. I don’t know whether the Buddha worshiped in the tower is also influenced by the people in this season called Summer, covered with common dust and dyed the world of the whole body? I hope that I can regard happiness as a beautiful story embedded in the fleeting time, interpret the story into a legend to decorate my body, and use ink color and heart fragrance to make steps along the way, named “chapter of seasons”, it uses joy and smile to offset the sorrow and sadness along the way, fill up the ups and downs along the way, and sing the may communication that belongs to oneself. May, after long summer, season told me that I must not hesitate any more. Take the road bravely and hope to be ahead forever. As long as you are not afraid of the flower of dreams, she will surely bloom in your heart and warm through your heart. 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…

Life is a piece of brocade, and time is a pair of scissors

Suddenly I was very tired and slept by the window. The bitterness and happiness are flourishing and leisurely, with a flick of a finger. After experiencing the vicissitudes of the secular world, I suddenly look back; The tired mood is like a lullaby, shaking the swaddling fingertips. Life should really be a song, singing classic melody. Life should be more a poem, expressing emotion with a touch of touch. Life should also be a vibrant River; It is dotted with the unique scenery of nine twists and Eighteen Bends on both sides. Life is a beautiful brocade; The fleeting time is a pair of scissors, cutting out our same makeup. Why do you suddenly want to sleep? Just because my heart is very tired. Happiness, sadness, happiness and pain are mixed together and turned into a hand, tightly grasping the swinging hope in the storm. The charming mind curled up into a flower demon, sitting quietly and murmured to practice the perfection of the light fairy. The elegant and harmonious mood seemed to be like the Buddhist dust in the hands of the Taoist priest, waving 36,000 silk threads; Releasing the cloud and smoke years like the river running. The splendid and low-key life is decorated with lines and paragraphs of your lovesickness. The turntable of memory is engraved with your shining name which will never fall down. The sweet green vines are lingering, looking forward to not meeting at the edge of time. Life Garden, who holds a pair of years scissors? Cut down the melancholy hair and sparse eyebrows. Whether it was careless or casual, the brow and the corner of the eye were involved; The scars were cut one after another. Pick up those fine oval and smooth pebbles along the riverside of the years and arrange them into shiny and warm lines of poetry. The shell hanging in your ears melodious sounds of your intoxicating nature, with the rising and falling sea water cadence. Your voice will never be hoarse or fade away. The sound of waves and red leaves came one after another, leaving the Love I wrote down with infatuation on the beach. Hold back the sound of crying, and the eyes which cast into the distance are already misty. A piece of brocade, a cut; A river, a bend; A bridge, a Oar; A sad piano, a sad word of lovesickness; A mountain, a peak, a thousand peaks, one cloud, one rain, ten thousand years. A flower brilliant spring-summer, leaf withered autumn and winter. How to endure the cutting of years in a splendid life? I have lost my weight in the bright moon, and I have lost my weight in the annual rings. As time goes by, the waterways are winding; How much wandering and tired? On the shore of the broken bridge Lake, the flying oars swing the clouds; Pursue the eyes of the Lotus Fairy. The left hand gently fondles the sad string, and the right hand lightly touches the lovesickness and resentment words. Four Seasons, clouds and rain peaks, love you for 10,000 years! Sweep away the gloomy gray dust, and the writing style of thinking suddenly turns back; Condense the distance, the Big Dipper of hope is brilliant and dazzling. The loss, regret, depression, sadness and sorrow will be driven to the corner with fear trembling. Immersed in the vast ocean mind, I stood on tiptoe and stepped on the edge of the worn years to touch the beautiful blue sky. The brilliance of self-confidence shines out of the gloomy and colorful, a graceful and elegant ending. A chapter of life brocade, years scissors cut out the fat dark paragraph; Suddenly enlightened comprehension edited into a book, the light wine, the green tea, the indifferent mood; Is the cover of my half a beautiful and comfortable life. It is easy to write and write about purple Moshi, and stay away from the hustle and bustle of chariots and horses; Live alone in a Book House, and drive the words like picking flowers and leaves; Drive my romantic, fresh and icy thoughts, and enjoy the happy and unrestrained life in. Life is a piece of brocade, beautiful and luxurious. Time is a pair of scissors, why are you afraid? 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. 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