I’m slowly falling in love with writing

For a long time, I think that I am an emotional woman with sensitive feelings and perceptual cognition towards things, although this kind of perception is often annihilated by the helplessness of life — in a certain situation, there are always many embarrassing feelings that accumulate in the heart but have no time to settle down; By chance, familiar feelings flashed in similar situations again and again unexpectedly. Now think about it, maybe this is the so-called fresh and familiar perception in life? Or maybe, is it because you are too sensitive and sentimental? Such confusion grows with my body, which makes me live in confusion, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, slowly, I really want to record my reverence for life and thinking about life in different stages of life with words. Even if I still want to walk with confusion, I still have wisdom to wake up my fatigue recently and calm down, I can’t help picking up my favorite prose reading! Immersed in philosophical words, I can feel that my heart enters into the situation drawn up by the author through words, where thoughts collide and resonate with each other and feel the same as others, let me sigh with emotion in thinking, satisfy my desire in relief, and slowly try to get used to putting some beautiful feelings into words, so that I won’t feel sad because I missed the careful taste; I really want, slowly trying to learn to put the messy jumping words together into chapters, so that I won’t regret for the passing of time. I believe that in such a try, I can slowly find the feelings I want to cherish, find the purpose of the expression you want to find: life is so extraordinary that I can’t help being confident, full and rich. I find that I slowly like to consider words and emotions; Therefore, slowly try to use words to express feelings and express emotions; Unexpectedly, I found that words are so wonderful — it makes my soul have reliance and thoughts have resonance. I think: I’m slowly falling in love with writing 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…