To today’s commemoration

Today last year, because of destiny, you and I met each other. In the days to come, we will gradually know each other. I didn’t expect that two people who had never met before would get to know each other, know each other and meet each other because of the Internet. Maybe this is the so-called fate. Last year, I was at the bottom of my life. I was bored and depressed, and needed to pour out. I chose the Internet, because only in this virtual world can I say what I want to say without scruple. I once thought that people on the Internet didn’t know each other. Even if they talked the most speculative and congenial, they were strangers after all, and it was impossible for them to really enter each other’s inner world. To my surprise, I met you in the vast sea of people. You accompanied me through a depressed and depressed day. I wonder if this is God’s favor to me? When the real you stand in front of me, I really believe in fate. Fate can really make two parallel lines cross each other one day. We are separated by one side, and distance not only produces beauty, but also separation and missing. After a short meeting, there must be a long separation, tasting the bitterness of missing. How many times do you stare at the phone and hope you send text messages or call me? How many times do you look at the computer in a daze and hope your head flash? How many times do you wake up at night, thinking about the little things with you; How many times, I can’t sleep at night, thinking about how safe you are in the distance. I wonder if you are the same as me, full of care and missing in your heart? I cherish your fate. You are a good woman and a happy woman. I am not a very bad man. Once upon a time, there was a touch in my heart, but it just flashed by. We were very light, real and pure. You are very smart, knowing that if you are at ease, you let me swallow what I want to say every time. You have said many times that you want to be my sister, saying that this relationship can last for the longest time. I wonder if you really think so in your heart? I couldn’t find a better reason to oppose it, so I had to hide everything deep in my heart. After all, I should have no regrets if you walk with me on the road of life! Maybe one day, you will forget me, but I won’t. Every year today, I will also think of 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…

Specific function

On Monday morning, as soon as I arrived at school, Liu Shihao walked out of the classroom and told me that he couldn’t find the living expenses of yuan. I asked him when and where he lost it. He told me that he still had it when he had a rest. He slept under his head and found it lost when he got up in the morning, the door was locked in the dormitory at night, and the money must have been stolen by someone. I asked if he found anyone behaved abnormally. He thought for a long time and said that all his classmates behaved very positively. He helped him find them and was willing to lend money to him after he couldn’t find them, no one is abnormal. No matter how many things students lose, teachers should attach great importance to them, because students are young and weak-willed, unable to control their desires and easy to go wrong, stealing not only causes psychological harm to the students who lost things, but also affects the trust among classmates. In fact, the students who suffer the most are those who steal things. If they don’t correct them in time, they will steal money when they are young and grow up, forming bad habits, which may lead to crime and ruin their whole life. Therefore, I teach students to pay attention to prevention, one can reduce their own losses, the other is not to give students who make mistakes a chance. I taught them that they could save their living expenses to the place where they ate, or put them on a page number of a book in the classroom, etc., with as little cash as possible. However, something went wrong unexpectedly. We must find a comprehensive way to solve the problem perfectly. I called all the 16 boys who lived in the dormitory and told the students that I had a special function. I could find out about Liu Shihao’s losing money through the special function, just go to the teacher’s office for a simple test one by one. Then I called the students to the office one by one and looked at them quietly with my eyes. The time of looking at them was half a minute. Then I took a moment and let them go without saying a word, in fact, when I look at each other, I convey the meaning with gentle eyes: tell the teacher, did you take the money from your classmates? The teacher believes that you are a good student, if you take it, you will return it to your classmates. If you make mistakes, you will correct them. You are still a good student. If you have any difficulties in your life, the teacher will help you solve them. If you don’t take it, can you provide the teacher with some valuable clues to find out the black sheep, and give everyone a harmony, so as not to let everyone suspect each other. Feeling the pulse means encouragement and comfort. When looking at each other, I found that most of my classmates’ eyes showed blank curiosity. Only ding Hongtao looked at me with the meaning of Dodge and panic, after a long time, a layer of fine sweat appeared on the tip of my nose, and my hands trembled slightly when I felt the pulse. I suddenly understood in my heart, and suddenly asked: where is the money? Hearing this, Ding Hongtao took his hands subconsciously into his pocket, and his legs were so soft that he almost collapsed. He said with a crying voice: Please forgive me, teacher! I don’t dare anymore. I will take out the money and return it. I said there was no need to be afraid. As long as he realized to correct his mistakes, the teacher not only kept secret for him, but also could cover his past waterlessly. I asked him why he was so stupid to do stupid things. He told me that he had already been to the video game City for a while since he came here on Sunday. He tried his luck at first when he thought it was fun. He didn’t want to pay all the living expenses for a week. He was embarrassed to ask his parents for it, I had no choice but to put my hand into my classmate’s pocket. I told him that the first criminal is easy to change. If you get used to it, it will even ruin your life and be a bad person that everyone hates. If you really realize the mistake, listen to the teacher’s command this time. I still checked the sleeping students with the so-called special function, then gathered all the students in the office, and asked Ding Hongtao to ask for leave to go to the toilet at this time, actually, I went into the dormitory quietly and put the money into Liu Shihao’s bed. After Ding Hongtao came back, I began to announce the result of the special function examination to my classmates. Through the scientific examination and analysis conducted by the teacher on each student with the specific function of psychology, it was found that the money was not stolen by our students, and the suspicion of every sleeping student was washed away. But money has no long legs, and the doors and windows are closed. Money cannot pass through. According to logical judgment, money is likely to still be in the dormitory, especially Liu Shihao’s bed. We should search every corner carefully. I took all the students who lived in bed back to the dormitory, and commanded the classmates to look for it. Liu Shihao shook the trousers on the bed and found the lost Wu Shiyuan in the bed. Liu Shihao said to himself with the money, maybe it was because he shook down on the bed when he took off his clothes and put on his clothes, and then he was rolled into the bed, which almost made him misunderstand his classmates, I really want to thank the teacher for his special function, and a happy smile appeared on his face. Seeing that Liu Shihao’s money was found, all the students who lived in bed took a long breath, and the doubts hanging over the students’ hearts dispersed quietly, with a bright smile like sunshine on their faces, seeing the classmates regain their usual happiness, I also smiled comfortably, and when my eyes passed over Ding Hongtao’s face, I understood regret and gratitude from his eyes. 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…

Midnight listen to music: disorderly Red

In the middle of the night, stay away from the hubbub and calm down. Make a cup of tea, light a cigarette, sit in front of the screen under the window and taste the sad and beautiful sound of nature alone. The light and sad melody sounded, and the faint flute rose and fell in the piano. The piano sound of the Prelude was melodious and elegant, and then a flute played a gentle and sad melody. At the end of the song, the flute disappeared, leaving only a sigh from the piano, which drifted away the sadness that had not been condensed in the song. Sounds slow knock, flute xiang zhu. The keys in the rolling world of mortals are accompanied by the light and shadow of the fleeting years in the thousand-year flute, dancing the sentimental feelings of Falling Flowers and falling into the city, and pouring out the desire to fly over the world of mortals to your heart’s content. The sound of the piano is like water, and the flute is like a song. Every gentle note and every lingering syllable can attract people’s imagination. Tweedle such as trails cloister beauties, pick up broken beautiful things. The flute is like a painting fan with ink, and the water is broken. A flute has melted all the joys and sorrows of the ages. A row of keys recounts the endless vicissitudes of the world. Listening to such a perfect and harmonious interpretation makes people blend into the artistic conception depicted by music. Through the sound of the flute, I vaguely saw a watery and soft woman living in the courtyard of a water pavilion. Sometimes she was upstairs, sometimes under the eaves of the corridor, sometimes beside the lotus pond, sometimes walking on the long, wet bluestone path. The endless red in the deserted garden drifted from one end to the other. The daily needlework made her sad and self-pity, and the perennial boudoir life made her lonely and sad. A woman locked in her boudoir was crying and asking flowers without saying a word, and the Red flew over the swing. A chaotic word tells how many troubled times in the world of mortals? And a red word has read all the purple and red in the world, which is as prosperous as a dream. The chaotic red flies in two memories! How many emotions can a song contain in life? “Red in chaos” is like a beautiful woman telling the story of the past sadly and moving in the light music, what the bleak flute shows is the sadness released by the full of sadness and pain. This reminds me of Lin Daiyu who was as weak as water and frowned in A Dream of Red Mansions, but she was a beauty and a thin life in a rich family. The wind and rain were as dark as the wind and rain, and the red was everywhere. The graceful figure under the flower tree couldn’t help crying bitterly, picking up the fallen flowers all over the floor alone. Flowers, flowers, flowers, flying all over the Sky, who is pitiful when the Red fragrance is broken? A song “The Song of buried flowers” sang the sorrow in Daiyu’s heart. She is a woman who is proud of the world and unique in beauty, has no talent, and has a higher heart than the sky. However, she eventually fades like a fallen flower in the best years. I tried my tears for a lifetime to repay the kindness of the last life, and I still remembered the person I loved most when I was dying. I wish the Emperor would come to the world and find a pure land again. The essence is clean and clean, and a song named “the red of chaos” will be sung. The sound of the flute, accompanied by the ups and downs of the piano music, will be surrounded by the ears and floating, let me deeply intoxicated! The music which was as fragrant as orchid was like a piece of red, flying over the swing in my dream, also made my heart ups and downs, and my heart moistened inexplicably. Who’s the red world? Whose eyes are blurred? Who messed up my world of mortals? Let me wander on the edge of injury and pain. Who disturbed my whole life to realize my dream? With me galloping between dream and reality. Deep in the red, I have been standing at the ancient ferry for thousands of years! Is who? Holding a paper umbrella, walking in the misty rain. Is who? Crumpled branches spring, scattered pink. Is who? Teach misty rain blurred, floating eyeful bleak. Is who? Looking back from the dim light with Yingying’s words, and turning away with silent silence. Who is waiting for and who is guarding? Who is the passer in the world of mortals, who has stayed for whom? There are too many passers-by and too many helplessness in life! Flowers bloom, colorful years like water, sadness dispersed, ups and downs with the wind. Love is flying in the world, the scenery is still there all the way, and people are all at the end of the world. The fate of heaven begins with meeting, but falls on the way. The flowers fall intentionally, but the flowing water is ruthless, and the wandering sorrow of separation, who knows? Deep love passes away, leaving only sigh in the world! I missed the prosperity, and there were ethereal sorrowful fans everywhere. When snowflakes are attached to my temples, when my life is old, those past events of years have precipitated the fragrance of my heart, which has been sealed in the deep memory. In the days without you, I kept my encounter with you quietly, but I only felt lonely with words. I love the emotion in my heart. My fingertips are dancing on the keyboard. Every flying word has your shadow. Between the lines is the love of my life. At this moment, the night is already deep. I curled up in the chair and listened to “red in chaos” over and over again. Chen Yue’s gentle flute circled between her ears, and the lonely shadow was swaying and listening to the broken strings. The indifferent sadness flows quietly in the slow music. The flowing music is a kind of mood of people. When you are happy, it will give people happiness; When you are lonely, it only gives people sadness. Sleep with the song, wake up in the morning when you shake drunk at night. I wander around the edge of my dream, expecting to see you smile when I look back, but I can’t hold the lovesickness at this moment. Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) 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…

You my appearance

Sometimes, I saw a few white clouds drifting alone in the quiet sky. I heard the sound of breeze passing through clothes. In the sigh, I often thought, if life could come back, then what would you and me like? In fact, after careful consideration, I found that facing this problem would make me confused, because I always think maturity is a kind of sorrow in life in a sense. Just like a blooming flower, although it is beautiful and fragrant, it is closer to the withered ending. Just like life, it has already wasted the youth of budding and vigorous youth. I think maybe only in such a young age, all the love, hate and hatred are as real and bright as sunshine. No matter tears or laughter, everything is still natural and innocent. In those days, we still have dreams to do, tears to flow, and we haven’t thought about getting hurt. A beautiful life is as beautiful and dreamy as the scenery on the postcard, which is fascinating. At that time, when looking up at the starry sky, I would feel that the meteor shower was like our romantic future, praying for the small wish to come true slowly in my heart; Walking on the journey in the dark night, I always believe that there is a warm embrace waiting for us, and it will light the light of hope for us: at that time, I always felt that the most beautiful scenery was the way you smiled, what can never be wiped off in memory is the back of your leaving: in those days, you always feel that the future is very far away and stubbornly want to abandon the shadow behind you-but one day, when we stand at the crossroads of life, confused and confused, and don’t know where to go, we find that we have grown up. Stretch out your hands, close your eyes and touch the world with your heart. Everything seems like the original. The city is prosperous, flowers are blooming and people are surging, but we can’t find the original self, the one who believes in tomorrow and the future. In the long night, in the loneliness, in the sad place, we kept asking ourselves, who am I? Where will the wind blow tomorrow? But when you can no longer see the innocence in your eyes, when you can no longer feel the warmth in my arms, when years carve wrinkles on your face ruthlessly, you and I tell the world that we are mature by turning around and leaving. Therefore, we understand that meteor shower is just the fall of meteorite, and the scenery is only beautiful on postcards, and only when we are young can we believe that it will last forever. In this way, time changed everything. We sadly found that we could never go back. However, sometimes I would rather be the old boy, standing in the light and shadow of the years, with clear eyes and a sad look. 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…

Winter jasmine

I haven’t seen the winter jasmine carefully for two years. The tender yellow swung in the breeze, and the branches stretched neither too high nor too long. However, it is this piece of distinctive yellow meaning that still has enough strength to show in the chilly spring breeze. Unfortunately, I haven’t looked at it carefully for a long time. Because it has already been uprooted by people. I remember more than ten years ago, I felt depressed after giving birth to my lovely daughter. The busyness of work and the trifles of family unexpectedly made me confused. That year, the winter was not over, and the spring was quiet. When I came home from work, my gloomy mood always felt like a spreading spider web moving forward infinitely. My heart was chaotic, heavy and heavy. If I say why I am depressed, I can’t say anything about it. However, infinite sadness always rises in my heart inadvertently. Walking along the roadside, suddenly my eyes lit up. Several bright yellow petals are swaying in the wind. It seems that their foundation is not very solid. When the wind blows gently, they swing softly with the wind, swaying left and right. Accidentally, the head of one branch hit the other. Then, they all nodded, as if they were greeting each other. For a moment, my heart quivered. I couldn’t help laughing. What a playful flower! Can you see the loneliness in my heart and deliberately point out my dying heart here? At this time, the long branches of winter jasmine were deliberately placed, which seemed to approve my idea. Lovely flower, is your dance for me to remember you? At that time, did you already know that you would be removed and left? However, how can I forget you? You are a flower, destined that beauty will accompany you. Although, the definition of beauty is different. Elegant is beautiful, and elegant fragrance is also beautiful. And your blooming beauty is still the chief among many beauties. Without you, people can’t tell how long the long winter is, how long the heavy fatigue will last, and how the cold will bear. In short, the road ahead is long, and people cannot see the light. However, who could imagine that you, a weak little yellow flower, were waiting for people at the crossroads. You are blooming golden smiling face, twisting light waist, and pieces of flowers encourage each other to bloom bright smiling face. With a smile, winter wind left reluctantly. The hard ice water also melted and flowed away freely. Even today’s bleak sunshine was put into the fiery red color, and it became hot gradually. You have seen all this. You laughed. After laughing, your sisters came one after another. Peach blossom, Apricot Flower and pear flower all bloom their smiling faces. People naturally turn their eyes from you to the fragrance of flowers and flowers. However, you are tired. Pieces of petals withered and then left quietly. No one will miss you any more except me. I thought we would meet again every early spring. However, I don’t know which leader you offended, or your shallow yellow flower can’t touch people. Two years ago, when you welcomed the spring, you were uprooted and sent away. Since then, the colorful flowers in spring and summer are still the same as before, while the land you stand on is replaced by the evergreen green pine and cypress. Another winter came to spring, and I wandered along the roadside. Although there were patches of green in front of my eyes, I didn’t know where I was when I loved you. I couldn’t help thinking of you again. Because ten years ago, the motivation for me to move forward was in that early spring, in that bright and yellow place. Dear flower, I understand that you didn’t leave, because you have already blossomed in my heart, forever, forever. 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…

Books and the company

I have loved reading since I was literate. In my childhood memory, getting books was a difficult and fascinating thing. At that time, apart from collecting textbooks for all grades, my only hope was the new year. Because at this time, I can always receive a little lucky money from my elders. Although the sum is only two or three yuan, it is already a large number. You know, at that time, the price of a comic book was five cents at most. Of course, I didn’t have the courage to expect those famous books, because I didn’t know much at that time. What’s more, the amazing price behind the books was daunting. I don’t remember that since I was a few years old, every spring festival was over, I picked up my crumpled fur ticket and went to the town with my cousins on foot. Sometimes we took a leisurely walk, sometimes we ran wildly. The dirt road of more than twenty miles was vivid and hearty by our teenage children. I had to get to the town until noon. I ran to the second floor with heavy steps and ran directly to the counter in the south and west. New Year pictures and paper products are sold there. There is an inconspicuous corner with several comic books neatly placed. Looking back now, it was my happiest moment. The Sunshine came in from the window, warm, turning through my favorite books and choosing patiently. In fact, choosing is a process of browsing, basically turning over once, each book has an impression, and the decision to buy is my favorite, of course, this process should be done without any trace. Even so, near the final choice, is also a lot of trouble, quite nerve-racking. Finally, I have to look at it through the glass counter. In this way, there are always two or three entries of comic books every year, from which I get to know heroes of the times such as Lei Feng and Ouyang Hai, as well as gifted scholars and beauties such as Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu, and Lin Chong, wu Song, these Liangshan heroes. In that age of mental famine, the comic books filled my empty stomach more or less. In high school, the range of books I read was getting wider and wider, and magazines and famous works were various. I always save a few yuan from the board expenses to buy books every month. I will exchange it with other students more often. I remembered that when I was in senior three, one of my sisters in the same bedroom got a book “Muslim funeral”, and I borrowed it from them. I still don’t quite understand why the borrowing time was so tight at that time! In short, lending it to me means taking up the effective reading time in the same bedroom. I promised her at that time that I would pay you back tomorrow morning after only watching for one night. That night, after I turned off the lights, I hid in the bed and read the book eagerly with a flashlight. My young heart was so easily stirred by the plot in the book. The book, I am finished reading with tears. That was the fastest novel I read, which took three hours. It was also the novel that moved me most and shed the most tears. In college, the department founded the student newspaper, and the local amateur writer teacher Zhang gave us lectures. Teacher Zhang opened a bookstore in the city, knowing that we students were short of money. Every time he went to him to buy books, he gave discounts without exception. Therefore, I read a lot of books. Teacher Zhang, he is so ordinary, but also so admirable. After graduation, I had more money to buy books, but the meager salary was always inferior to the expensive book price. Every time I entered the bookstore, I was full of interest, but when I came out, I was still not satisfied, and felt a little shy and unwilling. If I have a lot of money —- I always dream, all kinds of dreams, and the most beautiful dream is: in my dream, I walk into a big bookstore and look around in a wide variety of books, west see. This kind of dream always brings me more regrets, because even in the dream, my pocket is flat, and finally I can only take a few books away. Therefore, I am very angry. Can’t I dream of luxury? Fortunately, now you can see more books through the Internet. However, when it comes to the artistic conception and interest of reading, it is still the feeling of holding it in your hands. 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. 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…

Enjoy the beauty of music

Walking alone is really good, mobile phone music makes me feel very enjoyable. Walking ten circles in the park, exercising and breathing fresh air, plus wonderful music makes me look forward to every day, the expectation for walking and the enjoyment of music. The park is close to our office. In the past, I never thought of going there for a walk or walking. I went there with my friends several times, just sitting somewhere and chatting. Men, women, old and young in the park, walking, chatting, playing cards, all kinds of things, give me the feeling that there are many people, chaos, turbid air, I don’t like it, and there are some noisy, not Quiet. Once upon a time, I suddenly realized that I was going to have a try. I felt good when walking alone. But after a long time, I kept repeating the same place, the same scenery and the same way of walking, I am sure to be bored and bored. One day I have nothing to do at home to listen to music, and I feel that listening to music is a kind of enjoyment. However, I am very busy at work all day, and I have something to do when I go back, and I also need, it is a pity that I have no spare time to listen to music. Then, I go to the park alone every day, why not listen to music. Therefore, I download the music that I usually like to listen to into my mobile phone, walk to the park at 10 o’clock every morning, and take my music on the road. It has been proved by practice that I can listen to 3 songs after walking 10 laps every day, and the songs accompany me to walk 10 laps. These 10 laps are too fast, which is really imperceptible, I still want to go, but the time has come. This is because the charm of music makes me happy. Since then, I have been looking forward to that moment every day. The arrival of that moment is the moment when I approach the music paradise. At this moment, I forgot any annoyance in the world. At this moment, music accompanied me to enjoy the beauty of nature and exercise. Exercise and music will make me gain health, what I need is this kind of enjoyment and result. I really hate wasting so much time in the past, not finding such a good place, not finding that walking alone would be so good, not finding that walking alone could enjoy the beauty of music, but although I found it a little late, it is better than not finding it. Now that I have found that I have to cherish this environment, this feeling and this need make beautiful notes jump beside my ears forever, help me forget that clowns in the world are making waves, and let me forget that scumbags are whining. I want to live a wonderful, peaceful, leisurely and elegant life. Rippling in the music, rejecting all the ugly interference, making my life full of color and sunshine, and letting those ugly clowns guide and perform themselves, I don’t like to appreciate ugly things. I have music to accompany me. 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…