Tremble for life

Maybe as people grow older, their nostalgia becomes stronger and stronger. They are busy every day and rush to work and get off work. They often feel inexplicable troubles and disappointment, and they always feel empty in their hearts, it seems that something is missing. What on earth is lacking? Think calmly. Compared with the previous days, what is lacking is calm and calm, and what is lacking is no time to enjoy the sunset clouds and morning bells. The fast pace in the city made me become a machine to tighten the spring. When the alarm clock rang in the morning, a carp stood up and washed hastily. Sometimes I even couldn’t take care of the breakfast and ran downstairs, riding a bike or riding a car, rushing to the company, fortunately, I was not late, sometimes I had to be criticized for being late, and the good mood at the beginning of the new day was destroyed; After work at noon and afternoon, he rushed home like this, thinking about the children and housework in his heart; After lunch, it was rare to have a few minutes off. Sometimes I have to work overtime at night, and I don’t even have time to watch TV. So in such high-speed wear, we ignore too many things. We are full of rules and disciplines. We haven’t seen a spectacular scene of the Sun blooming in the morning for a long time. We haven’t enjoyed the brilliance of the sunset glow for a long time, I haven’t seen the brightness of the stars for a long time, and even didn’t notice the changing of the cloudy and sunny day one morning. I didn’t even notice that the flowers on the roadside were green. We ignored many details that cultivated our temperament, ignoring the many gifts given by nature, people become machines running in hollow machines, Those delightful scenery are getting farther and farther away from us. Every day is just a cycle in order. Without the breeze and bright moon belonging to ourselves, it begins in mediocrity and busyness, ends in mediocrity and busyness, and the days are pinched, it turns out to be dull. Can such a incomplete day not bring unprovoked troubles and losses? People’s desire brings about progress or regression. Even if there are gains and losses, when we pursue the so-called better environment and better work and life, I don’t know what I got and what I lost. When working and living in the countryside, there are also various systems and constraints in the unit, but I always feel so calm. When you go to work in the morning, you can walk and watch the scenery all the way while walking. You can pass by wheat fields, streams and forests, see Green or golden wheat fields, and hear the gentle birdsong of gurgling water, sometimes you can take a nap in the woods, and you can enjoy the cool under the big tree at noon in summer, washing your face and feet beautifully in the stream. Even in winter, you can also feel the emptiness and clarity of the world and see the snow-covered wilderness. The evening is more interesting. You can sit on the top of the mountain, watch the sunset slowly go back, watch the sunset glow reflecting on the red sky, and the birds hide into the woods, Let the night breeze stroke, the insects whine. Even if you have to go to the night shift, you can smell the fragrance of the wheat field while walking, and walk beside the woods, which adds infinite fun to your work. The scenery of the Four Seasons is different, and there are different fun and feelings on the way to and from work. In calm and tranquil, enjoy the true meaning of life and create the vitality of work. Sometimes I am confused. People often say that the environment is created by the heart. Maybe what changes is not the environment but my own mood. Even so, there is some truth, but the environment has indeed changed, those natural and beautiful things are gradually moving away, coupled with the distortion of human nature by system, power and so on, the self-ignition of human beings is increasingly suppressed, and servility and helplessness are expanding, I was sweating all over my head in this headless circle of life, and I didn’t know who else would gain mercy and sympathy. Maybe no one would save myself, pity myself, and it was almost impossible to save myself, then take a look at the morning sun, the grass along the road, the clouds in the evening and the stars in the night sky while you are busy! 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…

Fly knife, see fly knife again

I seemed to vaguely see the Flying Knife in the spring Red falling in the shower, in the green shade shaking in the sun, in the wisps of blue mist rising in the teacup. It was Li Xunhuan’s hand, Li Manqing’s hand, and Li Bad’s hand. It was full of bullets and no one could escape. Time is not a flying knife. We can’t see clearly. What we no longer talk about is also the yesterday we miss. I thought I understood, but actually I didn’t understand anything. The end is also the beginning of another story, whether you like it or not. There are always so many deja kowns and so many similar feelings. It is a repetitive script, a remade drama, a period of reincarnation in previous life, or a passage of later generations? There are arrangements and God’s will. The appearance of the flying knife was also the beginning of the tragedy. The Flying Knife was another amazing knife. Even though I don’t like this ending, this ending doesn’t take my will as a diversion. Everyone’s life is also a well-edited script. We perform our own plays until the curtain ends. Walking, walking, I was tired, sitting on a bench on the underground pedestrian street, watching the bustling crowd with the dazzling light. People passing by have all kinds of expressions on their faces: happy, sad and calm. Noisy, running, laughing, crying, small, small, old, all kinds of groups and people of all ages are performing a certain drama of life in this street. But I don’t know what they are thinking. People are the most difficult to understand. What we are the most difficult to see is ourselves. We don’t agree with what we say or do, and we don’t necessarily agree with what we say or do. What a wonderful novel, everyone is the protagonist in the novel, you and me. At this moment, I look at you and others look at me. You are the play in my eyes, and I am also the play in others’ eyes. So quiet, so quiet, I seem to hear the voice from the bottom of my heart, even if all kinds of moving songs are constantly floating in the beautiful shops around. Suddenly, I found that sometimes, it is better to stay alone in a quiet room than to stay alone in a noisy crowd. On the contrary, my heart can get more peace. At the beginning of the lantern, on the dim light, the mottled shadow of the tree was swaying, and people were gradually cut down. Looking along the light, the street stretched out to the distance. Once upon a time, it was also like this, carrying heavy bags, walking on the broad street step by step, and there were trees beside the street. Some are Poplar, some are Falong, some are willows, and some are coconut trees, from north to south, from middle to east, to find their own hearts and dreams. Sometimes I felt like a swordsman, walking through the arena, full of joy and heroic spirit, whether it was naive or innocent in the past, I really had no scruple at that time. Sometimes, all kinds of images always appear in front of us. Of course, the world written by Gu Long and Jin Yong is the most, which is so unreal but also so real. In fact, there are no strange five themes: for the country, for the family, for the people, for the friends, for yourself. It was just the era of today, which was different from the era of Gu Long and Jin Yong, so there was no master any more. When we met the news of Diaoyu Island and Huangyan Island, we were no longer as cynical as before. We should believe that no one can take away a patch of land from China. Seeing the mournful kneeling of the muriao, seeing the Spanish-Liga two dejectedly leaving and stopping the final, seeing Guadiola say goodbye to Barcelona with tears, his heart will still be slightly heavy, full of pity, which is not a world, it is not the arena. The familiar words in Infernal Affairs will return the best explanation sooner or later. No one can be an exception. This is the decline of the third Dream Dynasty, or the sailing of the Milky Way warship left us too much expectation. At a certain time, I always like a song very much, and I like to make the single cycle with the wind outside the window repeatedly. It is the background music “flowers and flowers” played by Li bad played by Zhang Zhilin and Keke played by Dong Jie in the play “Flying Knife see Flying Knife Again”. In the sad song, I recalled those nostalgic photos on the wall I saw when I was drinking tea in Olddays that day, and those photos recorded the past that we couldn’t pass. Where there are people, there will be tragedies, but I don’t like tragedies very much. I hope that as Gu Long said in the original work, there is at least one way to avoid every kind of tragedy, I hope everyone who doesn’t like crying can come up with a way to avoid this kind of tragedy. Like (prose editor: prose online) 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…