wu yue fly flower

Sunshine may, the wind is soft and warm. Early in the morning, the lazy spring came with the thick soil flavor. Grass and unknown wild flowers on the roadside rushed out of the ground like piles, looking around the winter yesterday timidly, it seems to be in nostalgia for old dreams, in pursuit of memories, in playful and naughty, in love with the seclusion that has not been seen for a long time, in a song of spring, in order to mess up the silence of winter, in a new ode, disturbing the reserved, walk in the mortal world, and walk in the Yao Chi! In the middle of May, it was not like the South. It was just over the peak. I tasted the warmth for the first time. The south of the Yangtze River with fireworks and Green Willows was earlier than the season when grass grew and warblers flew. However, the feast of flowers and plants, willow, Elm and Locust compete with each other for burying, clove, begonia, plum tree and apricot tree compete with each other for beauty, clusters, clusters, green grass, white, red and pink flowers, interweave into a green world, flower sea. Rain, grauts, sparse classics, splashing fire. Lanes swing. It is not clear yet. The fragrant bud of apricot tip is broken. Light red faded white Rouge cream. Suffering is frustrated by sentimental feelings. I’m sick and bored, just like a year. Go around the corridor and sit alone. Moon cage cloud dark heavy door lock. The fragrance of flowers crossing time and space, the sorrow passing through thousands of years, love continues in life and life, sorrow in life and life, the same sadness, different don’t worry, the same attachment, different love pain, no matter it is ancient or today, a word of love makes the old dream full of red flowers, and the thick Moonlight becomes light and light under the moonlight. The refreshing fragrance of flowers makes the thoughts tangled and lingering, making the legacy dreams come layer by layer, facing the wind to the moon, the cup of wine is turbid and joyful, not to be happy with things, not to be sad with oneself, is the epiphany of detachment and excitement, is the melodious mood of flying, don’t sigh that things are not human, human face Peach, don’t sigh another kind of sadness, but feel sad in the setting sun, cold grass belt, heavy door, Moss Cuiying spread Basin after rain. Jade is hard to be clean than spirit, snow is easy to ecstasy for muscles and bones. My heart is a little delicate and weak, and there are marks on the three-month Moon. There is no saying that the fairy can feather, and affectionate accompany me to sing the dusk. May flies flowers, flowers fly dreams far fallen flowers should be in tomorrow, but where are the flowers folded?. 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…

ba yue

In August, I accidentally walked to the tail, watching the time passing quietly, watching the classmates one after another saying excitedly that school was about to start, feeling a little disappointed! At this time in the past, it was also the same as them, thinking that they could finally go back to the place with scholarly atmosphere in school, continue to live and study peacefully, and then start a new story. But now, it’s just a dream. Those days, those days, can’t go back! From the bottom of my heart, I still want to go back to school. That’s why I go to a strange city alone in the big night, and hide my little expectation in the waiting knowing that there is no hope, I want to continue wandering in the campus in another identity that is not ready yet! The three-foot platform is a big challenge for me now. My friend is right. For teachers and platforms, I am have no confidence and confidence, however, after the second interview of the principal who always asked some tricky and weird questions, he even lost his mind, but he learned a lot! I remembered that when I stood up and left, I said with a smile that I did not waste this trip, and the results I had expected would be accepted happily! Come out, look up at the bright sunshine in the sky, and decide to use this year’s time to cultivate your mind. The dream you had when you were very young must be realized with great efforts! However, the same will smile sweetly to everyone; The same will occasionally jump and sing a favorite song in a low voice, and then think of the person in the time, those things; the same will habitually lift up the stubborn face and look at the big sky above the head to build a small dream that only belongs to oneself; The same will run wildly in the heavy rain or walk slowly in the drizzle, I still miss those bold and unrestrained youth in my age. I am the little one who has a little rumandik dream and a little ivory tower breath! Rain or shine, busy see the courthouse blossom; Fate unintentionally, diffuse sui tian edge cloud Cirrus easy. After staying in the corner for a long time, I gradually learned to restrain my edge, hide my strength and hide my strength, treat all the grievances or unfairness calmly and calmly. I can only choose to adapt when I don’t have enough power to change the environment! Therefore, when you are misunderstood or wronged, you just smile slightly, and then continue what you should do, regardless of any disturbance, work quietly in the corner, read books, write, work hard for the dream in my heart! Sitting in front of the window in the afternoon, reciting words, listening to the sound of the raindrops touching the window lightly, watching the images reflected in the eyes of the fine rain curtain, which are large tracts of Qingming, but vague images in my heart, will also clear! I have dreams to stick to and wishes to realize. Even if those are so far away from me, Even if I may not have those for the rest of my life, I will still move forward stubbornly regardless of everything, and will turn back to the place closer to my dream. Then, why do you have to be so entangled and so persistent? Isn’t it good to enjoy the present life comfortably and work hard for the persistence in the bottom of my heart? In July and August, I lived alone in a strange city. I was stubborn and a little hard, but I knew it clearly. Yes, I can rely on no one as I said, do what you want to do and live independently. No matter how hard you are, when you look back, you will surely smile and say to yourself that in the most beautiful years, I pursued my dream bravely! In September, although we can’t go back to school as before, we can also start new and different stories as long as we have goals and pursuits. So, what is the pity, as long as I work hard, I can certainly write a dazzling chapter in my life! There are always some people or things shining in life, time after time, just like a poem or a cloud, so the years and memories become better. After so many experiences and so long time passed, those people who stayed in the years, those things were still so clear and bright, and those years and memories were still so beautiful! I always think of those times by accident, and then smile quietly. Although, those times have been very long! 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…