Coming and going

Coming and going

Looking at the people coming and going, the wet ground splashing with rain, and the slightly cool heart. The world is very noisy, but I am quiet. Walking in the rain, the leaves shook a few drops of water, blurring the glasses. It was in a rainy season that I met my strange uncle. In the hazy, he became a bright sight in my eyes. It’s not clear, the fragrance floated in the rain. We met. It is a story about two coins. It seems that everything is between the fingers. Once it blows, everything changes. Late at night, I want to hear his voice. Risheng, want to see his smiling face. Mobile phone buttons always cannot stop. Perhaps, he is shy. Perhaps, he is happy. I want to give him a taste of all I have, I want to be right beside him when he needs me, and I want to tell him my happiest mood at the first time. He had no shoulders when he was sad, but only wanted to hear his voice. The low voice of him was also a kind of comfort. I like watching him busy when he comes back to the dormitory after school through the curtains. He was so funny that he couldn’t see the corners of my mouth that I secretly hooked up. The more active he is, the quieter I am. It was so quiet that it was dark outside the window that I couldn’t see the familiar shadow any more. Then I pulled the curtain angrily, closed my eyes and thought about the humor in my memory. I like people who pass by the classroom casually but pay close attention to them. Occasionally, I was so nervous that I was at a loss when I accidentally met his eyes. He is the coming and going in my sight. Unique coins. He asked me to keep the only coin given for my birthday, and then exchange it for a secret about him. I loathe to give up. Just as I was reluctant to leave my childishness, I was reluctant to use the original memories from him. Time is like people coming and going. Hurry. I thought I could wait for the eternity I imagined, but I waited for the distance between me and him. I just felt his touch and shook the youth. Time tells me that we don’t have what if. Originally, I made an appointment for the first time. In the graduation season one month later, he turned left and I turned right. I didn’t have time to take photos of the photo, and I didn’t have time to save his appearance as private. A lot of care, with graduation cleansed. I want to send him a postcard every time I pass. Let him know that he has always existed somewhere in me, and he has always been what I care about. Let him know that I live a good life, and he also wants to live a good life. I don’t know whether that crystal ball breathes fresh air from time to time, and I hope it grows up silently with my words to him. If I still call him strange uncle in another graduation season four years later, please wait until I come back. He said, we should all be fine. When I come back, I still cling to the unrealized first sight. The coin is still there. And we have become two people coming and going. 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…

Dusk rain

At dusk in the evening, it was drizzling, with warm light like silk threads, floating down, walking quietly in the rain alone. The rain followed gently and walked through the path into the small garden, which was quiet and quiet in the rain, the light rain and fog hung over it. The tree which covered the whole small garden stood quietly with rain beads hanging on its branches, leaves and leaves. The vicissitudes of life infected the surroundings with vigorous vitality. Gently touched the Red Rose which was covered with glittering liquid, felt the beating heart and told its continuous affection. Walk to the tree with a stone table, gently put your palm on the rough tree body, touch the tree pattern that has suffered from wind, Frost, rain and snow, and feel its vigorous heartbeat and its joy and strength. It seemed that even my heart became stronger, and leaves grew out of the tall and straight. Walking on the trail inevitably, the sticky soil on the shoes made the feet who had suffered from the hard road touch the softness for a moment, and there was the fragrance of soil on the body. The drizzle drops lightly, and the hair is full of light rain beads. It was misty and rainy, the platform was quiet quietly in the rain, the light clouds were faint, and this quiet place was full of poetic flavor. Standing quietly in that corner, wishing softly, let my heart stay in this beautiful dusk and rain forever! Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…