Light rainy season, light sorrow

The scorching sun in the past few days, after the washing of such a misty rain, swept away the dust accumulated for a long time, took away the hot summer, and brought a little cool to the world, which seemed to be somewhat refreshing. The leaves and grass on the roadside looked more green after the rain, just like getting a new life. They couldn’t wait to announce his tenacity to the world! The beautiful flowers lost their elegant demeanour at that time, and the petals were scattered all over the ground. Those listless flowers left on the branches seemed to carry some sadness when they were scattered into mud and ground into dust. The wind is blowing, the rain is falling, where is my heart? The cold wind blew in and fell all over the body. I couldn’t help trembling. It seems to take away the complicated world in rainy days, and everything seems so quiet! Quiet, I could only hear the sound of patter raindrops hitting the window. The crisp birdsong is more loud and cheerful at this moment. It seems that they are also cheering and expecting for the rain and the coming of the wind. Maybe they have had enough of that hot weather! The silence of rainy days seems to be the easiest to take people away on the road of memory. The ethereal thoughts gallop wildly like the wind. In those years, at that scene, at that moment, there were also those people who seemed to be echoing those lovely voices again, and their figures were shaking in front of them. False but so real, when he reached out to catch it, it was like a cloud of smoke, vanishing without a trace, without giving people any time and opportunity to remember. Everything was restored to the previous tranquility, which was a little horrible. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger. It could be said that mountains and rains were coming and the wind was full of wind. A flash of lightning flashed across the building, illuminating half, pull back the galloping thoughts. Lamenting, missing; Sighing, peach blossom, sun and moon shuttling back and forth. Read, those who can read. As time goes by, it may become empty. It’s hard to look back with tears! Leave a lament in the sky, and wish the rain flow on the Earth. The cold wind blows up, standing in the drizzle, letting the wind blow away the sadness, and the rain wipes out the vicissitudes of the whole body. Stay half sober, stay half drunk, wake up hazy, wake up sober or throw away troubles, forget the dust. I don’t want to be a point in the dust, but I always waste it in the dust. The muddy road always falls down accidentally. Sometimes it doesn’t have the courage to climb up, or you can’t find the direction of the way forward. Then you remember the use of the compass. I don’t know when my compass fell, but I kept looking for it, but I didn’t find it. I can only slowly explore the confused road, but I believe it is always approaching 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…

Rain of River

At first, a few drops fell on the tea table. It was raindrops instead of raindrops. Then it became dense slowly. There were a few thunder from far away, and the outside was its world. At that time, I was sitting on the terrace and drinking tea. It was not too dark. There was a gentle wind around you, cigarettes and peanuts. I was thinking about creating an atmosphere, before it started, it ended hastily. The rain in the South is like this. Most of them have no warning in advance. Of course, it is cloudy, and it is also predicted that there will be rain. But when it comes down, it will do whatever it wants. It was not like this in the north. The wind was blowing and the clouds were flying, the branches were shaking, the Thunder and lightning were flashing, the sand and stones were flying, and the foreplay was done. When the rain fell down, the street was almost sparsely populated, sitting in the room, extensive and rhythmic. I have been feeling the climate difference between the South and the North. In fact, it is quite different. When the rainy season comes, the rain in the South is more like a newly-married little woman, which is gentle and lingering, it is very suitable for literati and scholars to have some warm atmosphere, It has been patter for several days and more than ten days, and the amorous feelings that can be laid down are full. The washed clothes will not be washed for a long time, but I still feel unsatisfied and will not give up. While in the north, it was supposed to be a poignant rural woman who was singing for a while. It was a galloping horse and very sexy, but then it rained and sunny, leaving only some unscrupulous marks, trance and hazy, like a dream. The season has been on the road, changing our clothes bit by bit. We must remember the beauty we see carefully, or we will pass without paying attention, and it is hard to say when we can see it again. In front of the wide French window, I felt that I was very close to the rain, a little cold, and fell uncontrollably, like a river that couldn’t stop my steps. I was attracted by friends and was full of wine, in the sober rhythm, crystal clear. Compared with the occurrence of nature, human beings will classify them one by one with various understandings. For example, when they see red beans, they pretend to think of lovesickness. In the movie, they say that they feel sad and choked, Background for a long time, the waves or lightning of the sea, the windows blown open and closed by the wind, and the cracked riverbed remind us of hunger and thirst, while the snowflakes falling slowly, the quiet night of stars and moon, let’s taste our emotions and cultivation slowly. The most sentimental thing is the rain. The sentimental rain adds all the emotional colors, words, plays, songs, music, we tried our best to put the shadow of rain in the place where it could be placed. The pictures were unfolded one by one. Let the rain tell you what you want. It was just the real rain and never talked, listen to You obediently, slowly merge into your own power, change into another identity, rivers and lakes, do not talk to others. It seems to turn into rain, the clear and clean rain, some impulse to walk out and hug them, at least you can sing a simple song with them, go down the stream, countless raindrops are bustling and mighty, Wherever you go, you will remember deeply. If we open their origins from ancient times, we can see everything about them, especially for human beings for food, the long rain-seeking team and desperate land can tell you, the cut-off riverbed can tell you that few people connect the relationship between rain and rivers, but how many rivers will die slowly without the news of rain, outside the city, weathered stones and deserts can tell you that beside ditches and ponds, waterbirds and fish can tell you that there are flowers and grasslands, fruits and vegetables, skin and air, I am looking forward to telling you the truth and sincerity associated with the rain in the distance. It is said that the conflicts between trees and plants and human beings are getting fiercer and fiercer. It is said that excessive logging and exploitation have challenged the laws of nature. It is said that rain and rivers have become more and more straightforward in recent years, when it’s time to go down, we shouldn’t keep going down, but you should have been the children of God. We can’t really see the Rainy River clearly, Just like we cannot fully understand ourselves. The rain settled leisurely, just like a huge curtain woven by thousands of threads. At night, it was too far to see. What could be distinguished was the light, just like the stars, in front of the house and behind the house silently cast a soft eye wind, confronting you, making you feel the warmth of the villagers and neighbors. Next is a long rainy night. In such a night, with the rain accompanying you, will you still be so lonely? There was a long breeze. I lifted the curtain gently and looked into the room. Then, I shook my delicate long hair and went straight away. 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Quiet in the corner (Taiyuan Evening News)

In my spare time, I always like to stay in the corner, hold a book that I like, and walk through the joys and sorrows of the characters, enjoying an alternative loneliness. Warm autumn warms my face, and I can’t help yawning, relieving the fatigue of reading for a long time… leaning lazily against the window lattice, my sight is pulled by a small spider on the glass, as it strolls leisurely in the sunshine. Climbing and stopping, dancing briskly with slender forefoot, probably feeling the pleasure of yawning and stretching. This kind of small spiders moving in the eaves and windows are called like spiders here. When we meet them, we will get good luck. I secretly like them. Is it possible that we will also meet happy events today? I am enjoying the peace of this moment. Time seems to solidify in this comfort. Looking around, several sparrows on the brick road outside the window also bounced, pecking and playing. Like the freshness of a group of children in a strange place, a big Magpie, with its head raised and chest raised, walking on the tree-lined road, the deserted road also became its territory. The trees beside the road were also stretching silently and saving. The gray yellow leaves are reluctant to leave the branches. Occasionally, there was a breeze, and the wind took away a little uncarefully, stubborn, spoiled and reluctant. Fly to the ground reluctantly. The Autumn dream of turning into spring mud to protect flowers began. Looking out, the sky is clear blue and clear blue, which makes people feel relieved in the bottom of their hearts. A few white clouds are dotted with silk brocade, which seems to be too big to tell between the heaven and the Earth, the depression of several days was also melted away by the width of the world and the quietness in this corner. I suddenly felt the emptiness in my heart. This spider, this autumn leaf and this bird were all in the corner, without too much sight and gorgeous stage, their happiness did not fall. It is also a rare state to learn to enjoy loneliness and not to care about external disturbances. Show yourself quietly and make yourself your own scenery. Don’t mess up your mind because of a little bit of miscellaneous remarks., everyone has his own space, his own way of living, his own annoyance, his own happiness, who is calculating others’ happiness and loss all day long, enlarging his own sensitivity, you will feel that all eyes have content. If you treat it in plain way, you will often find that everyone is busy in your own story. Don’t like noise, don’t think noise is eliminating you, don’t like publicity, don’t think publicity is mocking you,. We are all ordinary people who eat grains. Don’t impose tedious rules on ourselves and others. Life is originally like a palette, which is gorgeous and gloomy,. Don’t put heavy burdens on yourself, live in others’ eyes,. Whether your world is wonderful or not depends on how you arrange it. If you have a big heart, things will naturally be small. If you love yourself more, then happiness will be clear. Learn to know the destiny, learn to be lenient, learn to ignore, a happy will truly belong to yourself. The warning message stolen from Yu Dan was sent to himself: where does one’s confidence come from? It comes from the calmness and calmness in the heart; People who suffer from gains and losses will not have an open mind, a calm mind, or real bravery; A person has some appointment in his heart, it will reduce mistakes in behavior; Being able to reflect on one’s own mistakes and be brave to correct them is the real bravery advocated by Confucians. 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…