New year Capriccio

It is the end of the year again, and the New Year is coming. But when it comes to the new year, I feel that there is nothing to look forward to, and I can’t afford it lazily. Today, I saw the survey report of the people who are afraid of returning to the new year on the Internet, and I understand it very well. Although spring festival is the most important festival for Chinese people, they think Spring Festival is the most important thing in a year. But today’s Spring Festival really makes people happy and worried. Take me for example. Maybe everyone lives together at ordinary times and does not need remote migration. In addition, the living standard has improved. You can do whatever you want to eat and buy at any time, so I don’t feel much about the new year. On the contrary, I think it is very tiring to make some preparations and do some things that must be done before the new year. In addition, the cost of the new year is not small, which makes me feel that the new year is a burden sometimes. During these days of holiday, I bought new year’s goods, food, drink and use, and cleaned, processed, classified and stored them after I bought them, which were not a small amount of work and tiring; Then I cleaned them, carry out all-round cleaning and be busy; Prepare all kinds of gifts and red envelopes for New Year’s greetings, which are messy; Have a good vacation, and want to do something that you usually want to do but don’t have time to do, which is annoying; I had to prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner of seven meat dishes and eight vegetable dishes. I was afraid that I would live by tightening my belt at ordinary times and didn’t owe any foreign debts. Otherwise, I would be really sad at the end of the year. I have always been a relatively tolerant person. It seems that I have no enthusiasm for the new year since I was a child. I can’t find any hope for the New Year or joy for the new year in my memory. Think about it, there must be a huge difference between the Spring Festival at that time and the daily life, but I searched the documents about the Spring Festival stored in my mind for several times, and I could only find a few with couplets, cleaning, when eating ciba, there were always people fighting in the 27th fair, dad put the cooked food in the fire box to heat, and sometimes you can see the file names of dirty and broken Dragon lights and other contents in the lunar January, these files are all title files without any specific description. It can be said that the years I spent before setting up a small family had nothing that could match the ardent hope and joy of the whole nation for the year. Maybe it was because my family was poor when I was young, but I didn’t like to join in any bustle, and I always restrained the reason why I needed and wanted materials. After getting married, the new year will be more insipid. There are only a few people in my husband’s family who usually spend the Spring Festival together. They have little preparation for the Spring Festival, and even don’t post couplets. What should they do as usual, without any lively atmosphere, there is no taste of new year at all, which is not comparable to the feeling of celebrating the new year at home before. After so many years, I became less enthusiastic about the Spring Festival. My only thoughts about the Spring Festival in my mother’s family disappeared. But once you get married, the important task after the new year is to pay New Year’s greetings. My mother’s family must go, and lunar January 2 is the definite day to return to her family. As the saying goes, it is the biggest festival for the married daughter to go back to her mother’s home on the second day of the New Year and watch the rain in May and June. Big bags, small bags, children and girls, crowded chartering, no matter how far away or tired they are, they have to go home to report, or how disappointed their parents are. My mother’s family always treats her married daughter as a guest when she comes home to pay New Year’s greetings. When she comes back to her family, she will relax, do nothing, do nothing, and get together with mother, daughter and sisters who are not easy to meet at ordinary times, there is a day when we can’t finish talking. This is my greatest hope for the new year. Even though there are thousands of people who don’t want to or want to, the year is always going to pass. People all over the country want to pass, and no one can stop the coming of the year. So like the vast majority of citizens, I devoted myself to the crowded, crazy, and extremely warm market like things don’t need money, buy all kinds of things that you need or don’t need or don’t need at all but have to buy. Year after year, when can I really fall in love with you and Spring Festival? 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…

Thoughts flow in summer

Summer is coming, and the breath of early summer is burning. It seems to bring people into the midsummer earlier. It is already sweating when people are not allowed to return to God. This weather is really a bit overbearing. The heat at noon is too hot to eat. This is just the scene of early summer. For us in southeast Hebei, we are afraid of the heat in summer. When it comes to the midsummer season, the temperature was even worse than that of the southernmost city. I really didn’t know how the years of hand-shaking Pu fan passed. In my memory, the summer of my childhood was hot. There was no cloud or wind in the air. There was a hot sun overhead, and all the trees stood there listlessly and lazily. People are too hot to breathe, sweating profusely. There are two tall jujube trees in my yard. The trees are higher than the roof, with luxuriant branches and leaves. The vigorous Crown provides us with shade. I remember that my mother cooked a pot of hot water to bathe us every night, then lay on the straw mat woven with wheat straw in the yard, patting my son’s ass and shaking the cattail fan in hand, coax children sleep. Looking forward to a shower in the afternoon every day, bringing a moment of coolness became a kind of hope. It was the most pleasant thing in my childhood memory to follow the adults to swim in the Grand Canal naked. My hometown is on the Bank of Nanjing-Hangzhou Grand Canal in eastern Hebei. There are tall willows and low Pu willows on the bank. The Long Soft willows hang down to the river surface, and the shady willows shine with the river. When the flood flooded in summer, you could hear the sound of running water and boatman’s trumpet at home. There are abundant fishes in the canal, and every family has nets for fishing. When the rain cleared up, the sun burnt the earth. On both sides of the canal, the Green Corns made a sound of GABA. In fact, in addition to being unbridled, summer also has a gentle time, just like its dusk. I like the summer dusk, the smell of ripe soil, the dense atmosphere that comes up from the bottom of the water, and the night breeze blowing through the forest, which is also intoxicating. Standing on the bank of the Grand Canal, it was very pleasant to have a gust of wind. The Willows on both sides were rustling like laughter shaking off the ground, sitting on the ground with moisture, you can watch the boatman pull the fiber, you can watch the cargo ship move forward, and occasionally you can see the fish rolling in the water. I like to spend time like this. In the mark of childhood, this is a relatively thick painting. I like to stand by the canal and watch the boatmen pull the fiber. The Slender Man’s dark spine bowed to the ground and trudged alone. The boatmen shouted while walking, singing old songs, shouting the trumpet, shouting loudly, echoing the desolation of ancient times. Regardless of the wind, rain and poisonous Sun, the boatmen always walk away without mistake, and a nest in the cabin at night is a sleep. At that time, none of the trackers wore shoes. Although there were calluses on their feet, they often rubbed and bled when walking on the riverbank. Once I saw the world famous painting “The trackers on the Volga River”. Although I didn’t understand art, I was still shocked by the picture: a group of trackers dressed in tattered clothes took heavy steps, walking along the river bank step by step with yellow sand. The leading man is an old man with broad shoulders. He wrapped his headscarf with patches on his clothes and looked at the front indifferently. The road was still long! How familiar I am with such a picture! Later, when I heard the song “The love of the trackers” sung all over the country, I couldn’t help laughing: my younger sister took the bow of the boat while my elder brother walked on the shore. The elder brother pulled a beautiful younger sister, and surely he wouldn’t have to pull it as hard as other trackers. The trackers on the canal planted strong seeds in my young heart, No matter what kind of difficulties I encounter in the future, I will think of those trackers on the canal, and I will generate infinite power. Later, the riverbed was dry and cut off. Some people said it was caused by drought, while others said it used more water for industrial development. Now I can’t find the feeling of swimming in the canal water any more. Today, when I went home, it was still the old house or the canal. My mother was still sitting in her own house. Suddenly hearing the rustling of my ears, I thought it was raining. After I came back to my mind, I realized that it was the sound of wind blowing through the Treetop. The trees I planted by myself were higher than the roof, dozens of meters of straight green shade became a barrier, sifting the wind carefully, just like a thin rain leaking through, scattering a faint fragrance of trees, I do not know whether it is in the wood grain or in the veins, or in the green fruit, in short, this kind of breath can only be found in the air of summer, with a long-brewed drunkenness and a ripe mood, in this warm and hot tide, everything is branded with the impulse and vividness of summer. In the rainy wind, I suddenly heard the green laughter in the forest. A cup of tea in my hand seemed to be blown by the wind at the bottom of the Cup, and my eyes were full of green. 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…

Untitled outside

If Z is willing, I want to sit with her quietly for an afternoon. Or she said something irrelevant, and I would like to listen with a smile. I still remember that in March of that year, on an ordinary hill in the north, Z was running so fast, with a face of joy, although there were still some traces of usual holding, but Z is lovely. However, in the mountains of early spring, the vaguely broken grass buds, the remaining snow marks under the dead trees, and the sound of birds all fell into nothingness under Z’s happy steps, she left her own silver bell-like laughter to express the happiness of conquering. Although such an ordinary mountain and a strange mountain road, the happiness attributed to nature in the spring breeze, everyone in the same industry is intoxicated. Z is no exception, let alone she never focuses on these tiny moments. Hiking on her is more like getting a kind of freedom and happiness, away from the usual depression. Z has always emphasized his elegance and prosperous life. It seems that he always carries a pair of born superior airs. The criticism behind him cannot be said that there is no red eye of jealous people, but it made her pay more attention to keeping her good feeling. Z was at the same age as me, and her tall figure and good appearance made her find a good family early, and from then on she left her originally hard-working family. I always thought that her high profile was more likely to be the proof that she cherished the present. Every time she heard comments that someone disdained, she always walked away without interest. How vast the World was originally, and the narrowness of people’s heart always covered the most beautiful scenery. It is always not a bad thing to live a proud and beautiful life alone. However, like the usual caution of Z, I know that Z does not need anyone’s comfort. Even now, what kind of hardship she encountered and what kind of hardship she couldn’t bear with humanity, if she admitted it, she would accept all the hot mockery and sarcasm of all the people over the years and face the smiling face of today’s gloom. Sometimes I met her, seeing her smiling face as if nothing had happened, and returning to her faint smile. There was a kind of kindness between us. I knew she was not much, and she only voted for me for some good things, which could not be explained. Besides, there are too many differences between us. However, it is tacit understanding not to criticize the right and wrong with others. However, Z has been thin in the past six months, and always looks a little messy. Only today did she know why she always saw some light shining in my eyes, and the expression of desire stopped. Maybe it would be better to have time to talk about work as before, but she obviously seemed to be busy, and even if I knew the reason now, what could I say. What’s more, what the bystanders always say is irrelevant, and sometimes it makes no sense. Maybe Z can’t be especially associated with the bitterness and pain of humanity, and some of them may be said and no one can understand. Therefore, it is better to keep silent when it seems to add a Lily to comfort. People, the self-suffering of dividing the land into prison, perhaps should break through the shackles by themselves. Whether it is wrong or right, what will time prove in the end? The good question of the world is just funny. Time never comes or goes for anyone. It goes from a piece of lonely land to another lonely land, such a lively world is just an ornament. Then don’t ask. How miserable Xiao Hong was in her whole life. It was just like this since ancient times that she walked round and round in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Wind, Frost, rain and snow, what can stand is gone, and what can’t stand is seeking natural results. 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…