Affection and memories

The screen of the mobile phone lights up again, the three-digit family number flashes in the center of the screen, and the mother on the other end of the phone is concerned and attentive. Family affection is the same as this number, simple, remember it by heart. Since I came home, my mother had been persuading me to change my mobile phone number. She said, “Call your provincial number to ask for money, and you can also ask for money if you allocate it to others. You can use the local number to enter the family network, and it is convenient for me to call you. I thought about using two numbers, and there was a broken mobile phone at home, but because I didn’t have money to raise two numbers, I gave up. I don’t know this, and that number is already overdue, but it is still within the credit limit. Every time my mother said it, I just perfunctory and tried every means to avoid this topic. Mother shook her head and walked away, with a little disappointment in her eyes, and soon recovered to nature. At that moment, my heart was pricked by a needle, and the pain aroused my guilt of ignoring family affection, but I still couldn’t resist that persistence. However, I was also confused, how long will I stick to it. Later, my mother compromised and asked me to keep the old number and open a new one. I didn’t want to increase my monthly expenses, so I said that I would change my number next month. My mother’s eyes were full of expectation. Her old face and eyes were bright, as if the number of the new card was floating in the air, which would be found after a piece of work. Perhaps, only maternal love can compromise with women again and again. I picked up the phone and flipped it aimlessly. That old card was the only visible and tangible souvenir left to me by that place. I opened the card holder and arranged the neat and intimate titles. I don’t know if I was just written down that boring full name in someone else’s mobile phone? Or do some people even remember my full name wrongly? These days, mass text messages came in every day to advertise my new number, and then I saved it truthfully. I really hope that I am the last one to change my number. Maybe I was waiting. I wanted to know if anyone would suddenly think of me after a long time of news. However, things often go against my wishes. I have already been used to this kind of slight sense of loss. Perhaps, it was because my four years had been too poor for fame and wealth that I had been completely ignored. I thought that if I didn’t fight or win, and didn’t have any conflicts of interest with anyone, I would have a good friend. I don’t have many friends, but in fact, I really hope that many people can go out with me. I always don’t care about awards, money and love. Maybe what I call indifference to fame and wealth is just what others care about, and I just don’t care about it. However, the fact proved my naivety again. If you don’t fight for it, you will become a passive living by accident. If your parents are far away from home, there is no way to worry about it. It seems like what is sung in “childhood”: it is always until the exam that I know that I have not read the book I should read. Although it was lucky to cram for several times, it was certainly not good-looking in the ranking. I accidentally heard that the top six classmates mentioned me, saying that I was like a child and stupid. A child’s heart is the easiest to get hurt, but it is also the fastest to heal. Adults like a child are also easy to get hurt, but the difference is that the wound is difficult to heal. In all, it is also a happy thing to be completely like a child. If you are afraid, you are afraid of being incomplete, because it is more painful than being completely different. No wonder it is always written in martial arts novels that it is more dangerous to solve half of the poison than to understand. Stupid, indeed stupid, I ignored that there is also a kind of interpersonal relationship based on interests. Every time I make comments at the beginning of school, a group of people squeeze their heads and pull relationships everywhere. Is it because I see fame and wealth too thoroughly? I actually thought that was ridiculous. It was just passing by. It was good to get it, but that was all right. It feels like they are holding a gold digging competition in the desert with the symbol of dollar in their eyes. Those who have won the ranking have both money and trophies. Perhaps, in other people’s eyes, the funny person is me. In the past four years, a certificate of merit has been counted down every year. I am not ashamed of the end. However, it would be a pity if people ignore me because of my shame. Perhaps, many years later, everyone will think of me who once got nothing. When you are tired, you may think it is good for me to live like this. Until today, I finally made up my mind to buy a new card, and then sent mass messages like everyone else, and received much more responses than I imagined. I felt relieved and thought about it. Memory in my heart is memory. What can a dead object represent. At the same time, I also saw the joy on my mother’s face, as if my dream had come true. It turns out that what adults want is very simple. As long as they can see and contact their children at any time, they will be happy. Memories are always there. There is no need to stick to them and ignore the closest people around you. Calm down, recall the warmth, and pass the warmth to everyone around you who loves you. 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…

So this is happiness

Sitting on a bench with the color of sunshine, enjoying the subtle breeze, bathing in the bright sunshine and enjoying the misty drizzle…… The wind swept over the lazy leaves in the afternoon of summer, which attracted the swaying green. The sunshine poured down on the moist grass, causing the slight yellow color. The rain drifted through the people strolling in the evening in exchange for the little moving White. When the breeze passes by, the sun pours down and the drizzle passes by, it instantly becomes a kind of happiness. I like walking in the afterglow on summer evenings. Farewell to the hot summer atmosphere, leaving us the long-lost refreshing and cozy. Our Shadow becomes very long, but the peace is disturbed by the already sparse tree shadow. The wind gently stroked our narrow face, as if the loving mother kissed the lovely child, and now brought us into the inner peace. I like to bathe in the mild sunshine on summer mornings. The sun shines on my face, not the sun, but a feeling of comfort. Sunshine seemed to be a cheerleader, lighting up the yellow world with his enthusiasm and awakening the wonderful dream. I like to overlook in front of the window in summer afternoon. The drizzle like ox fur restrained my desire for control and replaced it with sporadic Crystal dotted with the dream of no one. The temperature inside the house put a layer of gauze on the window, and the scenery became gradually blurred. Whose scenery is this and whose dream is this? Sitting on the lengthy armchair, feeling the frivolous breeze, breathing the fragrant air of the soil, and overlooking the curtain made by the rain in front of us, it turned out to be a kind of happiness. 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…

Indus rain

I am a phoenix tree, an ordinary phoenix tree. Tick, tick…, the sound of rain falling on the leaves, circling around the ears regularly and rhythmically like the sound of nature. At this moment, my heart is as calm as water, standing between heaven and earth, integrating with it and having a special charm. I LOVE RAIN. I don’t know when it started. I used to just like it. I don’t know when it has turned into deep love. I just haven’t noticed this love myself, it is deeply rooted. The ancients said: the nature of Phoenix is not the phoenix tree. It expresses the noble and pure aspiration that the young will not live together with the birds. There are also people saying: every leaf of the phoenix tree falls, and the whole world knows autumn. It tells people the information that the fall of sycamore leaves has arrived. Even the rain of Indus in autumn leaves rendered Tang Minghuang’s deep love and bitterness for Yang Yuhuan. I never thought that I had so many symbolic meanings in ancient times. Listen to the patter of rain quietly. I suddenly remembered you around me a year ago. The baptism of a rain brought an unexpected and deserved encounter. Experience the wind, sun, rain and snow with you; Let’s breathe the fresh air of soil after rain; Watch the beautiful sunrise and sunset together; See the pedestrians coming and going, feel the changes of the Four Seasons silently waiting, accompanying, without thousands of words is better than thousands of words, there is one more you in life. One day, one month, one year….. With you, 1 minute 1 second feel delighted. Because of you, I am no longer lonely, no longer lonely. When a person is afraid, he doesn’t have to shiver but pretend to survive without fear; He doesn’t have to endure the pain alone when he is sad, just because of you. However, one day when I opened my eyes, there was no longer your figure in my eyes. When I saw the falling flowers on the ground, my breath stopped at that moment. Yes, I was flustered, confused, and trembling all over my body; I was helpless, confused, and at a loss. I shouted, but I couldn’t even hear the shout myself. Yes, I have never owned you, and I have never understood you. The dense rain dripped down on my hair and skin. It flowed down the river and converged into a stream flowing on the ground. I understand that you are just a passer-by in my life. I am sad and helpless because I regard you as my only one. Phoenix Tree and drizzle seem to be the most suitable partners. And how can you understand the injury of phoenix tree after falling flowers? How to understand? The rain became more and more urgent, as if all of them were poured on me, quietly accepting its baptism, and the heart was calm again without waves. This was the highest state of listening to the rain in the Phoenix Tree! I love rain, deep love without reason. 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…

Essays

On Friday afternoon, facing a lot of work, I suddenly thought about the life of petty bourgeoisie. I tasted a cup of tea and watched the news. I felt that I hadn’t been so idle for a long time. Once upon a time, I fell in love with a woman, however, I was worried that I could not give prosperity and beauty. I was so lonely and silent alone, and Love seemed to be far away from me, and I hadn’t written anything for a long time, I don’t like the current life when I am busy at work. I am obsessed with the kind of petty bourgeoisie, in the air of capricious and fretful weather, in this city, I start to breathe, Shanghai, it is indeed a fast-paced gathering place of population, crowded to and from work every day, and the subway is full of all kinds of abuse. This is life, rich and colorful! Find a time, take the camera, and take the pictures you want, maybe just let the camera freeze at a certain moment, capture the scenes in your heart, and suddenly miss someone,,, I have been longing for someone who knows myself when I travel. She (he) can understand my naivety, she (he) can listen to my complaints, she (he) I can be allowed to lean on her (his) shoulder when I am tired. I am sad and hug me crying. I am happy and giggle with me. Actually, I am not naive, I hate the so-called maturity in the eyes of regular people. Don’t capture me with the mature border. I just don’t want to be its victim, what I can hear is only the knocking sound of the keyboard, the life you want with capital, the so-called life, eat and wear first, this is the reality!!! One day, I saw a sentence saying that we are all going to get married, who is still in love? Fate is not urgent! Virgo children are sentimental, but as a virgin man, how can I prove this sentence? Maybe in ancient times, I was not a scholar in imperial examination, maybe I was just a Rascal on the street, living my carefree and carefree life, on Friday, November 18, 2011, the weather was cloudy Like (prose editor: Rain dancing alone) 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…

Old

Old

I don’t remember when it started. Friends would joke and say: you are old. A few days ago, I was with an iron Buddy. He saw how I walked with my feet padded. I said that I started running in the morning and only ran for a few days. I felt a little uncomfortable running my feet. When he heard that I ran three thousand meters in twenty minutes, he was surprised and even said that he would definitely not succeed, because after all, he was over 40 years old. I thought to myself, it’s okay, I don’t feel much old. Looking back, in fact, I am still old. Otherwise, how could the feet be like that. Besides, in those years, who said to get up and exercise in the morning, I would tell him: you are destined to live for 70 years. You may be able to live three more times if you use more than one hour to get up and exercise early every day, five years, however, when you were dying, the final settlement was made. In fact, the extra years were the time you spent running. Hey Hey, are you worthwhile? It is better for me to sleep late! However, it is really heartless, how can I get up early to run? Although it was because my child said he would run away, I was caught by my wife in the fire. However, I can accommodate my child and be caught by my wife. Maybe it is because I am old. Perhaps, being able to say sorrow for new words is the symbol of youth; And if you don’t want to give any words, it doesn’t matter whether you worry or not. We will do whatever you say, it is the symbol of old. In this way, my friends seem to be old. There was a friend who was chasing a female classmate when he was in college. Even though he had to beg for money everywhere, he still didn’t forget to go two miles to buy a bunch of flowers for Yi very early every day. We laughed at him that he was not good enough, and he was very proud of himself. Just two years ago, he often drank and played cards outside, and someone called him old Urchin. He still didn’t take it seriously, and even his wife didn’t bother him. Of course, his wife was not the female classmate who took him off before he even had time to grind ink. However, there were only so many good people who couldn’t drink much wine in the past two years. When playing cards, they also knew that they had already gone home. Chastened. If the word “good” is not for intimacy, it usually means children. There is another saying called “Old return” (read return) small, you see, be good, don’t you get old? There was another friend who made people happy most: After graduating from college, he still stayed together for two years. Therefore, he wanted to go out to work with others before he went to Guiyang, others took a hard ride to Guangzhou. He felt that he hadn’t taken a plane since he was so big. Therefore, he took a plane to work for a job whose salary was not enough for two months. It makes us happy when we think about it. However, this guy seems to be more obedient than anyone else. I often get a wife of a male buddy, and the female buddy will rush to remarry him. It can be seen that people who have been small all the time like it, but those who have been old must be the rebellion of the group. Hey, rebellious. However, I myself seems to have been a good guy for a long time. A few years ago, I was able to drink and play cards without sleeping for 72 hours in a row. Of course, I still went to work with a straight eye. However, I don’t know when to start, and suddenly I feel that I can’t endure it. Up to now, I can only stay awake for 24 hours at most. It is also good that the flowers will not bloom long. Our boss is also old. A few years ago, he drank a lot. We often think that he absolutely drank eight taels in the morning and eight taels in the afternoon, and he took midnight snack at one or two or three o’clock in the evening, he can continue to drink eight Liang, and there is no need to calculate if he drinks some beer. As the leader, he was full of heroic spirit in doing things, drinking and heroic spirit. I remember once on the table, a section-level buddy like him said that he was not in good health and could not drink any more. He said, when investigating cadres, one thing is to be healthy and in poor health. Can it be a reason for not drinking? Everyone feels brilliant. That buddy has to consider himself unlucky, drink it. Just like this. In the past two years, we feel that he has stopped a lot. You see, this is also because I am old. Well, it seems that time is really fair and just. Once you get old, the people around you will get old. However, even if you are old, there should be nothing to sigh. Haven’t you ever seen those who are often bantered as tender bamboo shoots, how eager they are to grow old; Those seniority always sit down, I wish I am old. In addition, people are not old, they are not good at all. They stand at thirty, and they are not confused at forty, and they know the destiny at fifty. You can only stand, the trees are beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy them. You can only step into, only when you know the destiny, can you understand where the wind comes from and prepare for a rainy day. It suddenly occurred to Su Shi that when he was less than 40 years old, he called himself an old man in “hunting in Mizhou, jiangchengzi” and also said that his temples were slightly frosted, which must mean that he was somewhat old. However, seven years later, he sang loudly in the short stream of orchid buds at the foot of Huanxisha mountain that there was no less life and the flowing water in front of the door could still be West. Thus, maybe it can be proved that people will be more philosophical after they really know the destiny, thus they will not be old. Su Shi sighed for getting old before and didn’t fear getting Old later, which reminded me of another story. This story comes from Chuang Tzu: to evil, Hu Zhi said that life is not evil! To the evil, I know that the evil death is not weak, but I do not know that the return is evil! Li Zhiji, son of Ai Feng. At the beginning of the Jin dynasty, the Emperor wept with tears and pluckles, and as for Wang Suo, he slept with Wang in the same basket, eating and rumbling, and regretted that he wept. To evil, Zhifu, the dead will not regret the beginning of life! (Chuang Tzu’s theory of things) the main idea of this story is that Li Ji was unwilling to marry at first, but she didn’t feel bad about it. Instead, she only regretted that she didn’t marry to death. Why did she come here? What Chuang Tzu wants to tell us is that when you are not dead, how bad do you think death is? Hey Hey, after you really died, you arrived there, you will certainly regret how boring you are when you are here! It can be seen that death is just like this, and no one can bear it. Like (prose editor: Rain dancing alone) 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…

The taste of life

I knew Xi Murong very early, but I didn’t read her books carefully. I read her poems by accident, which made me read them several times. She was so delicate and quiet, it is also so acute. Just like the mountain breeze in the morning, it blows across your face and stings your heart that cannot be prevented. Most of the time, when I feel it, I will choose to close the book, hold the book and curl up in my own corner, thinking about her feelings. Although my mind is blank more often, I like this posture and this state. She mentioned how many years it would take to fill this turbulent ocean, how many years will it take to eclipse the mountain rocks into fine and soft sand and spread them evenly under my feet ……. the tung flowers are gone, but there is still a soft sound when the flowers fall in the forest. Walking back to the long road, I don’t know who to prove this kind of sadness of happiness and sorrow. With infinite silence and indifference around, every tree returned to its original corner. I looked back and looked at him. The peak had passed. If I went on, it would be the boundless and boundless Road without holding or hanging, right? The mountains were silent and didn’t want to answer me any more. In the gradually deepening twilight, it seemed that they had forgotten how childish and pitiful passion the mountains had when flowers blossomed. I had to come back and wait for the time to pass away, hoping to gradually forget all this like him. However, why, in the dark night, still heard the sound of Tung flowers falling in succession in the deserted forest? Why? Flowers are gone, and I still have the sound of flowers falling in my heart. The flowers are gone, and there is still a sound of flowers falling in my heart. One, one, falling gently in the deserted mountain. My mind will be completely trapped in her woven gentle net, like lying in my mother’s arms, unwilling to get up.. 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…