Early autumn

On the sunny day of early autumn, the sunshine is warm, the wind is cool, the willow is graceful, the autumn insects hidden in the grass are singing in the afternoon, and the fat caterpillar crawls anxiously on the ground to find a way out. The garden has been unmanaged for a long time, with overgrown weeds, and the originally planted flowers are submerged. Two days ago, I suddenly saw a small yellow flower in the garden, and the white butterfly was dancing and playing in the flowers. It turned out to be bitter rape, which happened to bloom in this season. But a new idea came out. Sometimes when I rest at home, I will voluntarily weed in the garden, with the smell of various kinds of straw juice on my hands. There is a small piece of green vanilla in the garden, but during a summer, a lot of papyrus grows in it. When weeding, sometimes the leaves of vanilla are rolled up, and the slightly bitter straw juice in the palm is mixed with a slight vanilla flavor. The wind in early autumn afternoon is also cool, although the sunshine is still a little warm. This weather is the most pleasant one. A piece of white or purple bean covered with fence. The melon seedlings on the haystack stand upright with large leaves and yellow flowers facing the sun. The corn cobs in the field are almost ripe. The leaves of the bean seedling turn yellow. Although there is still a large green in front of us, it is not the lively green in spring but the dark green. It is the green with time, and the green full of attachment before saying goodbye to the world. When a gust of wind passes by, some leaves that grow old too early will fall down. Every day, the floor is full of wind. Sitting on the stone bench, I will listen to the wind quietly in the shade of the tree. The Sunshine sent the shadow of the willow to me. The shadow on the ground is swaying, just like the ripples shaking on the water surface. I like listening to the sound of wind. The sound of wind between flowers and plants is like butterfly stirring its wings, which is the tenderness of whispers. The wind among the Willows is just like its graceful, rustling and soft. The leaves rub and pacify each other, which is the chatting of ancient beauties. The sound of Hongda came from Poplar Forest. The tall and robust figure of Poplar is no more arrogant than its loud shouts. Even if a small gust of wind passes through, it also arouses the echo like spray. If there is a strong wind, it will be turbulent. The wind is either gentle or surging, or through the whispers of the soul, or to wash away the feelings of love and hate in the chest. Wanton and pure will eventually calm down. If you lie on the sunny grass, you will be a little member of the nature, the same experienced, treacherous and reader. Maybe I will never understand the mystery of nature and the connotation of life, but at this moment, it is a great happiness to experience the sunshine and the wind physically and mentally. The blue sky, white clouds and sunshine in early autumn are not only my favorites, but also those of swallows, sparrows and all unknown birds. It is the love of bees and butterflies. They are dancing happily and singing happily. Even if the cold is coming, they also know their own destination. As long as the sunshine in the daytime is still sunny and warm, it will still be a beautiful day. I don’t know when the haze will come, but I will leave eventually. Just like the cold and hot seasons, the sunny and rainy weather. Some people say that the sufferings and difficulties in the world, disputes and disturbances are just a practice in this life. Someone once encouraged me to convert to religion and find spiritual support. And I always stay away from religion. Whether it is the creation of God or the gift of nature, enjoying all kinds of scenery, listening to all kinds of wonderful sounds, tasting coarse and light or delicate food is both enjoyable and inevitable. People are nothing more than emotional or rational feelings and thoughts. It was just like the high sky in autumn, which could accommodate the bright sunlight and the heavy rain and strong wind. Strive to be a broad-minded person. I am willing to be calm in this world of practice. 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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Shengruxiahua

It is said that epiphyllum was originally a flower god who was demoted to the Earth because he fell in love with Wei Tuo, a young man who watered and weeded for her, and could only bloom for a moment in a year. In the late spring of each year, Wei Tuo went down the mountain to pick morning dew fried tea for the Buddha, and the epiphyllum chose to open at this time. She would bloom the spirit gathered for a whole year in a flash, hoping Wei Tuo could remember her. Thousands of years passed, Wei Tuo never remembered her, but the epiphyllum never regretted. A flash in the pan is just for Wei Tuo. The short Bloom is also a kind of unforgettable beauty, because eternity is only a moment of touching. So we look forward to blooming, and the willful blooming of life. Degas once said that both art and life were short and lonely, and it was this loneliness that gave birth to the brilliance. Ballet dancers were dancing, you can’t see the scars on her toes, you can’t guess the exhaustion and hardship in her heart, you only remember her elegance, it was enough for her to be noble and lightweight, enough for her to leave without a pity smile at the end of the curtain, enough for her to shed a little gentle and innocent tears at the corner of her eyes when her temples were rustling. Look at the graceful years of pengteng’s heart flame, and wait for the astringent eyes to support the twilight years. Some people say that Xu Zhimo’s eyes are like the Statue of ancient Greece, because he kisses the fiery fire of reality just like the Greeks, singing the magic of life: Cambridge is the residence of his soul, pei lancui is his spiritual partner, while he is the April day in the world, lighting up fresh Yan. Thirty-four years later, the sweetness and melancholy accumulated in the dream, even if it is just in a hurry, lonely fragrance for a moment, it is also unique to leave fragrance, rhyme and beauty. Born like a summer flower, it is a great confidence, not afraid of the erosion of the years, the fleeting years fade. Being born like a summer flower is a great humility. I am grateful to the creator for choosing us among thousands of possibilities, giving us life and wisdom; I am grateful to the favor of suffering and giving us experience. There are all kinds of women in Yi Shu’s works. Worldly wisdom and intrigue are the materials she is good at digging, but the ending of the story is always full of pity and comfort for the heroine. Every woman is a flower in her eyes: the young girl in the age of cardamom is the unblossomed Lotus; The middle-aged woman who has become a mother is the jasmine in the age of tea; The working woman is agave, but opium is not only the preference of women to women, but also the sustenance of life to life. Yi Shu and her words are like butterfly in her heart, believing in the magnificence of nature and life, and pursuing a season of amazement. The lonely and cold Moon Palace buries Chang ‘e’s fantasy of being young. In the Moon Palace without feelings and thoughts, there are thousands of customs, and who do you want to talk about? Chang ‘e only knew that the seven emotions and six desires in the world would limit the length of life, but forgot that separation and happiness itself was also a gift. Life without love was just a dead silence, not as good as Hai’s daughter, if you pursue a complete soul and turn it into a bubble, you will regret that she gave up the life span of three hundred years, and she will be glad that she has the right to be brave and live like a summer flower, it is a great courage. Zhang Ailing thought holding her hand was a very sad and beautiful sentence. After holding her hand, she would eventually separate, so she would rather not start. She refused to be brilliant, because she couldn’t bear the coldness after being brilliant. She chose to bloom persistently and accept withering persistently. It is a great persistence to live like summer flowers. Besides, the world of tomorrow may not be bleak. So, we should stick to the posture of flowers. The sky may not leave my trace, but I have already flew. 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Free blood donation, butterfly-like win-win

The experience of participating in voluntary blood donation reminded me of butterfly. Butterfly, a lovely elf, shuttles back and forth among the flowers. It not only forges nectar, but also helps the flowers to spread powder and dance lightly, which is a win-win situation for both oneself and people. For blood donors, voluntary blood donation not only has the benefits of improving their own hematopoietic function of bone marrow and reducing the morbidity of coronary heart disease and cancer, but also is a kind of assistance and help for blood donors, A kind of love. Blood donation without compensation is a win-win situation for the benefit of oneself and the benefit of butterfly. Blood donation without compensation, which was a matter of stretching out my hand, made me experience a process of transformation from bystanders to onlookers, and then to participants, which was printed into the annual rings of my feelings. Since the promulgation and implementation of the Blood Donation Law in 1998, a blood collection vehicle has always been seen, moving or parking on the streets of downtown, becoming a unique scenery and attracting attention. Several years later, a fixed free blood donation house replaced the mobile blood donation vehicle. This is the scenery in the city that is no longer wandering, a relay station of love. Every time I passed by and stopped, I always watched silently, watching those young people who actively donated blood and their heroism. As time went by and time went by, with the publicity of voluntary blood donation activities on radio, television and bulletin boards, we gradually learned about blood donation methods and voluntary blood donation activities. When the voluntary blood donation truck drove into the government agencies and public institutions and my school, I began to watch my colleagues donate blood without compensation. When I saw blood donation for the first time and others, I always felt afraid. Looking at the bright red blood, I slowly pulled it out of human’s blood vessels and felt afraid faintly. In fact, this is my ignorance. I, who was most afraid of needling, knew nothing about voluntary blood donation activities and significance. I just looked from afar silently and left calmly without getting close. However, seeing colleagues talking and laughing freely one by one, I was very calm and calm, as if nothing had happened, which made me envious and admired sincerely, that is a kind of worship for heroes. In my eyes, the colleagues who participated in blood donation are the heroes in my heart. Blood donation without compensation gradually became a Scenery. I, who was a bystander, and who was an onlooker, had no sense of fear and began to move. An eager impulse expanded in blood vessels, and I was not indifferent, I will not watch or watch any more. I will become a participant of voluntary blood donation and an active responder. Heroes are not born! Who doesn’t want to be a hero? In the voluntary blood donation activity of the second year, in order to show myself and prove that I am not a coward, I actively signed up and required to participate in voluntary blood donation activities, and joined the team of voluntary blood donors. I donated blood for the first time and set foot on the voluntary blood donation car. I felt uneasy and had a little spirit of marching towards the execution ground. Facing the angels in white, my head was high and my eyes didn’t look at me. In fact, I just dare not look at the pointed needle. Fortunately, the nurse was skillful. The tip of the needle was inserted into the blood vessel, which did not hurt at all. It seemed that the hand was touched and the mosquito bit gently. After the blood test, all Index indexes were good, and blood donation began. Under the guidance of the nurse, my tight muscles began to relax and relax. The bright red blood flowed silently from my arm into the blood bag on the electronic scale tray. The original fear, the original fear and the original tension disappeared like a breeze. After a while, the nurse said, OK. I shouted in my heart: I also donate blood without compensation! I also have the nameless heroic spirit. The process of blood donation is like a butterfly kissing a flower, which not only improves the function of its own body, but also gives others a helping hand. This is a win-win situation like a butterfly. After donating blood, I lived for more than 30 years, I am knew my blood type for the first time. Type O blood can only be dedicated to the blood of other blood types, and can not accept the blood of any other blood types. It is the universal blood that does not benefit the exclusive person. Looking at the brand-new blood donation card, it is bright red, bearing a sense of honor and a wonderful memory, and dwelling the experience of the first voluntary blood donation in my emotional diary poetically. In the next few years, I was no longer afraid of needling. As long as the unit organized voluntary blood donation, it was always like butterflies shuttling through the flowers, I added my butterfly-like win-win to blood donation certificate. Donate blood without compensation, do what you can for the society and others, and win-win social public welfare activities like butterfly. May more and more people join the ranks of voluntary blood donation, dancing like butterflies, letting the wings, colors and dances of love in every city, sing poetic in every land and every beautiful heart. Like (prose editor: prose online) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. 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