Of life perception

The glory of life lies not in never failing, but in being able to rise and fall repeatedly. —– Napoleon’s life between heaven and earth, if the blink of an eye, suddenly it’s just (Chuang Tzu) no one can spend his life safely. Aeschylus Nobody Lives Forever, and nothing can last long. From the inscription of life feeling, the youth turns around in a hurry. Can you feel the difference between this summer and last summer? The flowers are still in full bloom, and the grass is still Emerald; The clear spring water is still tirelessly tinkling. The maple leaves of the beautiful artistic conception of the distant mountain spit red and delicate, decorating the coming autumn quietly. Yan er planned the long journey of returning in an orderly way, and the faint sigh of the passing hot summer was emitted in the air. The breeze blew gently from the cheek, raising the water like notes. It whispered softly in its ears again: years are like songs, and your days are gone forever; Can you tell me where they have gone? Could it be robbed by someone? Or who killed him in some corner? If not, why don’t they turn around as soon as they go? We were speechless in the silent mountains, because we really didn’t know where those happy and sad days went? Maybe they escaped secretly? Before leaving, we carved a few crow’s feet on our foreheads and eyes, and smeared a layer of white frost on the sideburns. What an inharmonious picture, how can fish swim in the cold season? You are really cruel and ruthless in the fleeting days of time. Why don’t you stay with us? But so mean? Instead, they rushed to the Youzhou platform to lament the sad artistic conception of those who had never come before and never came after, and thought of the long and lonely sorrow of the world. Good! You have given us a lot of time, and those sweet, bitter, happy, sad and other vicissitudes of memory. However, when we look back suddenly, we are full of hands and hearts, but there is no mark of fleeting days; Only virtual like air. The days flow through the four seasons like running water at the fingertips, without any sound; The ignorant playing thinking is completely unknown. Squander youth braved cold sweat at the corner, leaning on the dilapidated wall to survive. The poetic eyes fell on the broad plantain under the south window, counting the dense vertical stripes of the leaves; Silently calculating how many days were wasted? Sighing like clouds and mist extended the whole sky, but we were still helpless with empty hands; We couldn’t catch the shadow of a little bit of time. Come and go in a hurry, just like this blankly wind and rain. Trying to pull the tail of youth on tiptoe, but it was extremely cunning and cunning; The body slipped away quickly easily from the gap we didn’t notice. What we are most not aware of is that it is still greatly touched inside and outside our bodies. If you don’t? Please look at your internal organs and skin to see if your bright face is still the same as before? The fleeting time is like light smoke, like cloud and mist, like wind and arrow, flying into the night sky with spinning and disappearing in the journey of life. The bright fireworks of the past bloomed the beauty of a moment, and the sadness and sadness were fixed in the dull history without life; It was covered with a thick layer of dust and gradually settled in the depth of the iceberg; Leaving no trace. Come to the World Naked, is it just for going naked? Ask yourself, what have we left in the world of mortals? Is it sad, painful, happy? Or the seven sins that need redemption? I think the answers should be multifarious; There is everything! This is life as well as life. Pretending to learn from philosophers and prophets to think hard, after all, nothing can be understood and cannot be understood thoroughly; The truth is extremely shameful! In the time that could not stop passing by, I could only let the days pass by me; Lift the white clothes. Wandering and wandering in a hurry, in the final analysis, they all have to go back naked. Whether you have money or no money, or you are down and out; In short, you have to go. In this case, what are we desperately looking? There is only one person’s life. Don’t be so greedy. Naturally there won’t be so many troubles. It’s good to keep a calm mind. Life is beautiful, and everyone has the reason and value of existence. Life is beautiful, and it always makes us intoxicated. 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…

Duckweed

Once, I always felt that I owed something to others, which confused me for a long time. In the cold and lonely rainy night of Jinhua middle school, I stayed up for a long night and thought hard. The conclusion I got was: long before that, I had never finished a promise to myself. Moreover, this wish continues to grow and expand with the growth of knowledge and the broadening of Horizon. Therefore, on one hand, it was the desire of expanding day by day, on the other hand, I didn’t see any ability and result of growth. A pair of contradictory struggles made me uneasy. People who are unpromising will always find reasons to release themselves easily. I confessed myself with no talent and no diligence, and finally ended that wish hastily. But people always have to have some wishes to live. I came up with a new wish from my daily work, that is, to be a good teacher. With this wish, immediate results have been achieved frequently. Starting from getting the recognition of colleagues, students and parents, the excellent head teacher who has won the recognition of advanced individuals in the county education system and the county Party committee government, the forms of excellent teachers from poor areas jointly recognized by Ningxia and Fujian Education Commission pushed my pursuit and confidence of this wish to the extreme. Following this road, my wish to be a good teacher may come true. Because I saw my increasingly tall figure from the childish and sincere eyes of the students, and I saw praise and expectation from the eyes of those poor peasants who were only honest. I blame all the changes later and a series of serious consequences caused by them for writing a material for the school. In fact, this is not the root cause. The most fundamental reason is that I lack the patience to be a teacher and the persistence to my own wishes until now, I realized that, boring and long-term obscurity are such a big test for people. I have not withstood this kind of test. I want to be eye-catching, and I want to jump out of many people of the same kind who seem a little wretched and sloppy. This is the reason why I took the handwritten material and tried my best to write it enough to make people look at me with new eyes. The next road, I knew it was a road that I could never reach the end. If I walked along that road, I would even find who I was, but on the one hand, I was under intense threat, on the one hand, in order to gain a firm foothold in a new unit and gain my own living status in front of a group of new leaders and colleagues, I also have vulgar ideas showing my skills. Now think about it, this is a way to cater to people’s own bad habits, because it seems extremely smooth at the beginning. In that small school, because the headmaster made comments in front of all the teachers and students in his cadence and forceful tone, he explained a series of thoughts and views about education in a simple way, at the same time of being fully implemented by teachers and students, I became famous for a while. The headmaster became a complete theoretical viewpoint of managing the school because his own opinions were fully elaborated, played and rendered. He seemed very satisfied and appreciated me a lot. However, my colleagues’ private discussions and the Half-mixed approval when facing me once made me feel flattered. Vanity is common to everyone, but for me, it is a gentle trap. In the applause, I walked into this trap step by step and it is difficult for me to get out of it forever. I told others again and again that I was weak in fame and wealth. Maybe I really didn’t do anything for the benefit of flying head, but there is no doubt that I have been working hard for that false name for several years. Finally, I was tired of all this, because what was written into my official documents word by word was not my ideal, my thought or my opinion. It seems to be so grandiose words, even if I have a joke with my classmates in class, I have never met anyone who regards writing materials as his lifelong career. So, is this my career? I thought of turning back and returning to my starting point of being a teacher who can guide students correctly and be respected by them, or relying on my own ability of keeping writing diaries for more than ten years, the starting point of being a third-rate writer is too late. No leader is willing to let such a familiar writer of materials become a teacher; too much material thinking destroyed a few artistic cells. Since then, my language has only been analyzed by dry route, policy and policy without emotional and poetic soul exposure. The wish was crushed and stepped into the dirty soil. The false glory was a flash in the pan without any bright colors. What should my life support? The life like Walking Dead will be very simple, that is to go with the flow, that is, people follow the clouds. I will do what others do, and I will do what others say. I left the platform dejectedly, the land which had lived for 40 years and struggled for 20 years. I have nothing here. In other people’s eyes, it is a dull potato just dug out from the barren soil of Lund, he was looking at this extremely wonderful and rich world with his timid eyes. In my own eyes, the whole body is a vast and bottomless water area surging by turbid current. I don’t know where I am, where my roots are rooted and where my seedlings are heading. I once looked down upon those people who were busy for money all day long, and thought their pursuits were too vulgar. Now, I suddenly feel that I am even inferior to these people. After all, their busyness has a purpose, and my busyness even has no such vulgar purpose. In history, in books and in reality, some people are depressed because of their failure; Some people are willing to be mediocre because of their unambitious ambition; Some people are depressed and depressed because of their unwillable ambitions and go to the opposite side of their past, and they are willing to fall, life is not only a mass of flesh and blood that can eat, sleep, joy, anger, sorrow, life, old age, illness and death, but also a wish of constant, seeking tears and bleeding for it. This wish is called ideal. Without this wish, I would be as mediocre as I am, looking around at a loss, having no fixed point in my heart and wandering like duckweed. With this wish, a brand new sun will rise every day. Every breath will bring fragrance to the world, struggling until Flowers Bloom, that is a brilliant spring! Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…

Sleepless at night, write a word, smoke and rain

In early winter, the sky was Translucent. Looking from a distance, the outline of the mountain was looming, just like covering under a curtain of cicada wings and gauze, which was false and true, just like standing in the boundless fairyland described by the painter. The sunshine at this time was pretty bright, but it couldn’t stop the coolness slowly gathering in the air. The coolness floating in the air spread out, as if there was a layer of smoky gray style everywhere, and there is a little smell of isolation from the world. Thickness of solitary cold, silent lonely, then 1.1 point from front, from step extension and forward spread, stretching to the distant horizon. Yesterday, the weather was fine. Although the sun’s light and shadow were very thin, there was a feeling of spring returning in an instant. Standing in the lonely cold wind, stretching out his arms and facing the sunshine, suddenly a wisp of warmth rose leisurely from the bottom of his heart to the whole body. And it seemed that winter was always stingy with the generosity of sunshine. Just one night later, this morning, I opened the window curtain, but I saw a strange scene of six flying flowers outside the dusk, leaning on the bed and getting drunk. At this time, the snow was still falling, and it had been a whole day. In the downfall of the night, the moonlight was deep and clear. He pushed open the window to enjoy the snow scene, just like moving away from a fairy dust of Taixu. The Dreamland was blurred and the ice crystal was like jade. Snow, light snow, continued to fly, spinning, half shy, fell to the ground gently all the way, like a fairy near fan, wearing white clothes, graceful and plain. Yingying Snow White, with the cold and dark fragrance on the ground, elaborately carved a kingdom of fairy tales under the lonely night, stopped and stopped, softly, and gently tapped the silent window torreya. Winter has really come! Stretch out your hand, and pieces of delicate snowflakes fall down from your palm, turning into drops of water in a flash. They are dense and open, like polished ink, copying plain white beauty for the silent world. In the distance, a scene of secluded curtain lengthened the clear and broad night, and pulled away the thoughts that could not be put in the deep heart. Outside the window, the numerous trees have no flowers, the eyes are lightly swept, the branches are withered, the ground is lonely and lonely. I love you, never love others, never, this is true, Roy, never. The sentence Mala said in “broken blue bridge” suddenly appeared in the shallow memory. In the quiet night, the scattered imagination was like a cocoon, and the threads twined my thoughts again, stretching out to the distant place. When keeping the promise of love, he could only look at each other for life and death, when Roy leaned on the handrail of Waterloo Bridge and recalled Mara who had gone with the wind, he knew that everything was over, but my love always exists for Mara of heaven. The stirring love almost always stops its final beauty with the sad ending of flowers in the mirror and moon, and then leaves a long sigh to the world. Love is so beautiful, sometimes, but it can’t stand the trick of fate. I always like classical literature, and often compare myself to an elegant woman who collects the wind in the words, or hold a poem scroll in hand, wet the lapel with tears, wandering in the sadness that autumn is tight and fallen flowers have become the soul; or slightly hold the slender, send a message, send a letter of love, and share a kind of lovesickness, two idle sorrows. I have been indulged in the lingering beauty of ancient poetry for a long time, just like walking in the reincarnation of fate, always thinking of some profound thoughts in the old age, beauty, but there is pain of bone erosion. But for me, this kind of heart knot of single romance seems to be a lingering temptation. The mind is rich, but the words can’t get rid of the pale feeling. There seems to be a lot of styles when writing down, but I don’t know where the pen is falling in the meditation, so that my heart is clear, but I can’t find the direction of conversion, so I feel confused. Walking in the world of mortals with poetic thoughts and counting the past of flowing water at your fingertips, you are like a lonely life on a one-way street. A person, a lamp, is used to loneliness and the mottled and fragmentary memories in the time. Snow is still falling, slowly becoming a fairy tale in words. 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…

All troubles stem from the unfreedom of the soul.

Gradually I felt that I was going further and more impetuous. College students say they are tired, busy and physically and mentally exhausted every day. In a trance, I want to ask a question: Do you still have heart? Have you ever paid attention to your heart during your college days? People always leave less and less time for themselves, and more is to move forward involuntarily with the trend. Therefore, there are two kinds of people: those who can be sober and calm in the trend become wise, and those whose thoughts are attacked by the trend become puppets. However, most people unconsciously live in the values of the public. They work hard all day, weigh and compare, try their best and rack their brains. As a result, they are unhappy, with vicissitudes of mind and elegant demeanour. We were instilled with the idea of reading from childhood, but we were never told why we should read. Even if there is, it is only a sentence at most: now you don’t study, what will you do in the future? Future? Didn’t you say there is no way out? God never arranges people to die-especially in this era, it is even more impossible to starve to death. Therefore, we were coaxed to read the book: if the white paper was printed with bright red 100 marks, it would win applause; If the gloomy paper was covered with gloomy 59, there will be sniffs. People always like to live in their own imagination, and virtual let them see hope, but in fact, they do live in a very small possibility-just as they believe that full marks in exams will fly forward. In this way, we spent six or three years in high school. There is a long way to go. We feel bored and tired. The demand for applause and praise is getting higher and higher. At the same time, we begin to have our own thoughts, the old set makes us feel tired of vision and hearing. Then, the trick changed. When the child grows up, he doesn’t like lollipop any more and wants to play football. Therefore, adults said that as long as you work hard, if you pass the college entrance examination, you can play whatever you like. You can play in college, As a result, we played two kinds of people: one kind of talent and the other kind of scumbag. We began to feel that we were cheated. But the people who cheat themselves are not their parents or teachers, but the society and themselves. The society says that college students are intellectuals with lofty status; University life is flourishing and a hundred schools of thought contend. We said that when I entered a good university like that big brother, success would follow one after another. At first, I was cheated, then I lied to myself. In this long process, we not only learned knowledge, but also lied to ourselves. Imagination is always a master of disguise, while we are like moths rushing into this mirage. However, have we turned back and asked ourselves: Do I love reading? Why do I want to study? If the financial industry that the society lied to us is a golden brick, what should we choose? Have you ever thought about what I am pursuing? Why do I pursue them? Do I love them from the bottom of my heart? You can ask yourself not where you come from, but where am I now and where am I going? I now where? Where are you now? Among the numerous troops and horses following the trend, or on the rugged mountain road which sticks to the inner choice? In the high-speed rotating black whirlpool, or a clear stream nearby? I began to understand 90 after friend why always so sad, even a small thing can pick an feel so tenderly. I began to understand 90 after why so many complaints, even Sesame mung bean can be a bit like Tarzan collapse. In these sad complained, 90 after start that calm. In this crazy era, we are always at the forefront of trend attacks. The lack of hands and feet makes us lonely; The expectations of parents are heavily pressed on our shoulders; The value orientation of society has become the only Vane. Even in the rich life, we also feel that only with sadness can we reflect the existence and feelings of ourselves; When this kind of sadness is rampant and indifferent to people, we begin to complain-the reality is always cruel, sympathy is meaningless; When complaining is useless, Just calm down. In this way, we pretend to be deep when we shouldn’t be deep, but we are fragile when we should be mature. When everything in mind is suppressed, we begin to flaunt our personality and match this crazy era in a crazy way-if the society is corrupted, then let’s go together! The non-mainstream is so vigorous-it integrates sadness, complaint, craziness and ridicule, and greets the world in a shocking way! I often think that we are so young and frivolous. One day, we are really old and mature. Looking back at all this, will it be just a sneer? When we are sad and upset, we always think that the society is wrong. In fact, we are wrong. When we believe in the good words of our schoolmates, our steps begin to stagnate and our confidence begins to fade; When we hear that being good at communicating with others is a great tool for success, we began to change the nature of our own sureness; When we began to follow the successful footprints of our predecessors, we put a layer of shackles on ourselves. We envy the simple life of high school students-class, eating and sleeping. However, if we also have eight classes every day in college, we will feel depressed; If we have a morning exercise, we will feel even more depressed. It’s not that life is complicated, but that we don’t want that simple life; It’s not that the university is not free, but that we can’t control it; It’s not that life is unhappy, but we can no longer calm down and taste the sweetness of silence. Loneliness is a landscape, especially in high school and university. We always think that we have seen through the essence of society, but most people only understand flashy. What on earth is the essence behind flashy? Flashy has existed since ancient times, but today it is more rampant; The essence has never changed, but the world is so ignorant. Flashy fall do see true alcohol, but see Jade flawless. All troubles stem from the unfreedom of the soul! Everyone’s definition of success should be different, and the footprints of success should also be different. Facing the complicated world, we should release ourselves, follow our own aspiration and choose our own path bravely except being tolerant and simple. Although it takes a lot of courage, perseverance and determination to walk on one’s own way, at least the way is to walk on one’s own, and the soul is satisfied and free! Instead of subduing and pursuing others’ footsteps, you might as well gallop and show your talent! Yes, fairy tales are over, so why can’t we write myths? 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…

Later, we should sing decades ago

I just can’t find myself. I hate this kind of life. Every day of tired. The word “busy” can no longer hide a little loneliness, and the atmosphere of the festival is getting stronger and stronger. I am like a patient, and there will be too many abnormal behaviors. I hate the weakness of crying every day. I hate staring at my cellphone in a daze. I want to live my previous life without thinking too much. Even if I am heartless, I can still be happy. The comfort I wanted didn’t come for a long time. Even if I could get more comfort, there were still many people treating me as a child. I have grown up and will understand what I want. So, two words of regret surged. The tears that were too late to stop broke the bank, and I was still weak. Diary also just left: XX year XX month XX day, weather XX, mood xx. I will miss my mother who loves me and will hug me when it thunders. No matter where it is, as long as there is a mother. Sometimes, I think of the scene of going home. Is it a happy cry or a slight smile? When waking up in the midnight, the soul is always fragile. Therefore, I will think of the feeling that my mother held it when it was thundering. It is becoming more and more uncomfortable to adapt to the suitable life. Walk Alone, eat alone, and go home alone. I have to accept it slowly. I want to find someone to tell me calmly. Without any emotions, it is like telling a good wish. After picking up the phone, some people still dare not dial it, and the peaceful life should not have ripples any more. I started to get a lot of small things, and became busy, and I couldn’t find myself. The sense of belonging I had been looking for, in fact, many people could give it to me. But when I am depressed, no one can hug me lightly. I miss my mother again. Only by her side can I feel that I am also a pearl. Many people said that they would accompany me to Tibet. After leaving the place, they just stayed in strange land, and some people would take dozens of hours of train to see me. I still like to be scolded, and I like pure beauty. But I still lost myself. I began to miss my “Wanderer”, and I would envy those hikers and like to watch those homeless people lying on the wooden chairs in the park. Start to read Sanmao’s words. I know that one day, I will also be a vagrant, walk into the crowd, enter the noisy city, or plant a field of my own. In fact, my dream is very simple. It doesn’t matter if I go wandering with my soul and don’t need someone to accompany me. The Heaven and Earth will accept me in a thick and solid way. I admit that I don’t have any pursuits, and I can only be stunned when I open my eyes every day. Or think of what someone said to me, and then calm no longer. After too many cities, you can still worship in a turbulent way. The color of the clothes became no longer monotonous. I still liked to listen to Wang Sulong’s song, humming the song “Can’t Put It Down”, but I just couldn’t laugh. I just wanted to continue my previous life. Whether it’s heartless or crazy. The life I want is very simple, but now it is too plain, which will make me forget my existence. What is lost and what is remembered cannot be distinguished. What I want may be there all the time, but I can’t see it. I am becoming quiet and cynical. But he is no longer a cynic. I am not complaining about anything, nor am I sad about anything. Promised, I will live a good life. I just want to talk about those small pursuits and dreams. I just want to be a freelance, so that I can accompany my mother to die. I just want to sing diamonds and rust. You are diamonds, I am rust. No matter how long it will be, or I am old, white, and ambiguous when singing, I will still remember that it was decades ago. I will think that after a long time, we will become neighbors, or kick the door of your house without any image, open your wardrobe, and eat on chairs. I will follow you to call my mother aunt. Or, we sleep in the same bed and tell some of our secrets. We can also put KongMing lanterns together, saying that we want to live a happy life together, or we can ride bicycles to travel together. So, what I want to say is that I am fine. It’s really good. Although I sometimes feel confused, I still remember the direction. So, I want to say: the current time: 2011-12-24 the city where I am now: the current weather in Xi’an: what Qing is doing: write something where you want to go most: where you are, what you want to receive most: a ticket to go home now the most annoying thing: after all kinds of festivals related to eggs, what I want to say most is: PLEASE BE BRAVE! My life now is very peaceful. I will miss home in the midnight and cry. I don’t want to celebrate the festival because you are not around. Besides, my favorite mother is going to have her birthday, so I can’t accompany her. I want to say that I miss you very much. I have changed a lot, and I am no longer crazy as before. In fact, it’s not that I don’t like to be crazy, but that I don’t have people who are crazy with me. But there will still be someone naming me as a housewife, the same as before. I am still the evil of you before, and I am also the vicious stepmother. I just don’t write novels. I just want to eat stinky tofu from my hometown. I will learn diamonds and rust, and I will sing many years ago in the future——. 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…

Tree of dream

One day a child was putting a newly bought kite on the grass. I don’t know if the technology is not good, the kite is hanging on the tree. Because the tree is so high that children can’t hold it, the kite is left on the tree. Mom, look at the trees growing toys! The girl with a bow pointed at the kite on the tree and said. Mother smiled and said, “kid, how can toys grow on the tree. The little girl was tongue-tied. This was an unintentional dialogue, but Shu did not think so. Is there any tree with long toys in the world? This tree, which is considered to grow toys by girls, is thinking. This tree, let alone long toys, can not connect fruit. It envied the tree with toys in the girl’s mouth. It would be good if I could tie toys! Tree Thinking. Since that day, this tree has been trying its best to get nutrients and become a toy tree as soon as possible. Since spring and winter came, this tree not only didn’t become a toy tree, but also the kite on the treetop was lost by the forestry workers. The north wind roared and heavy snow flew. The tree fell asleep. When-a clear bell woke up the tree, rows of trees filled with toys jumped into the eyes. There are cloth-fleece monkeys, paper tigers and Barbie doll trees on the tree, whose branches tremble in surprise. We go and play! A toy tree smiled at it friendly. Well! The tree never expected that the noble toy tree would play with it. The toys on the tree jumped out one by one, holding hands and dancing happily in a circle. The trees sang the song of leaves to each other. The tree is really happy, because I can sing with the toy tree! In the climax part, the tree that first talked to the tree cleared its throat and sang: hold your hand, pat your shoulder, no matter how fast time flies, what is strange is that the sound is getting lighter and lighter. The tree woke up. The tree is very disappointed. He hasn’t listened to the song sung by the toy tree yet, because the lost tree is in poor health. Finally, the tree fell down and never stood up. The Forest Rangers don’t understand, because this kind of tree has strong vitality, how can it die? No one knows, because the tree has been silent 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…

Muddy romantic

It rained that day. The rain in summer passed for a while. This was the most enthusiastic summer vacation time. I think it must be romantic to go out with you in the cool weather after rain. We met at the junction of the small town and the country. Considering carefully, I wore a white short-sleeved shirt with tie and straight trousers. I didn’t want you to be very solemn. I wore a lavender dress and high-heeled milky white sandals, the fake but round pearl necklace stood together, like the Childe and miss in the movie. I studied in the same place, and was admitted to the same city in college. I have been writing letters for one or two years. I feel that you have been very receptive and happy to meet each other. We walked slowly along the country road like a pair of real lovers, saying some irrelevant words, but our hearts were filled with flames like Midsummer. I saw a little sweat on your white face, I also know that my chest and back are wet. Of course, we don’t care about this. A wild flower on the road can surprise us very much. We are eager to say some lyrical words and grass that is half tall, how charming the green is. Unknowingly, it really arrived in the countryside, and the cement road came to an end. Going further, it was the dirt road paved by sand. You indicated to me with your eyes that I looked around carefully. There were two rows of poplar trees along the roadside. Besides the poplar trees, there were orchards planted by farmers. At this time, oranges had already been fruitful, it looks like a square team waiting for review. To orchard? I try to make my voice natural and soft. You didn’t talk, walked down the dirt road with me side by side, and climbed the narrower ridge. In fact, I knew I was wrong as soon as I stepped on the delicate ridge. As soon as I stepped down, the dirt road just rained stuck my shoes, so did you, the beautiful high-heeled shoes were unexpectedly nailed in the mud. At this time, you reached out your hand and I pulled it in a panic. I heard myself saying, “Why don’t we go back? You lowered your head with a smile. Anyway, it was stained with mud. We held each other’s hands and walked deep into the deep Orchard, as if we were going to a feast or completing some task. We had to look down at our foothold, try to find some grass roots, so that you can see that half of my leather shoes are covered with yellow mud, and your high heels are not immune, even mud splashes on your feet, fortunately, the forest was not as deep as imagined, and we quickly reached the edge of the ditch surrounded by red bricks. Looking down at the road, standing by the dry flagstone road and looking at it, I found that there was a different world. The ditch was high and the slope was down, A man-made Yan River was shining not far away, and the sound of water could be heard. The river was full of green bristle grass with hairy ears, mixed with unknown light pink and light blue flowers and tall fruit trees, the trees were shady, so we simply took off our shoes and looked at each other from afar. Our hearts were full of sweetness after hard work. We accidentally bumped into a place which was the most suitable for us to talk about love, but we didn’t say anything. Maybe we didn’t know how to talk about anything. We enjoyed the scenery as if nothing had happened, with polite smiles on our faces. PA! Suddenly there was a noise behind us, which startled us. Looking intently, it turned out that a round orange fell off by itself and came straight to your feet. You giggled, bent down and picked it up, and said to the Orange, do you know we are thirsty? You’re so cute! I quickly made fun of it, yeah! It is really a good orange, and I only like beautiful girls. We turned a blind eye to each other, and then the atmosphere began to be warm. This helping Orange fell just right, and it was the right time. The biggest advantage of communication is to test your expression ability, especially for men. They can’t be impetuous or too stubborn, and they also need to show their true talents and practical knowledge. In fact, it is quite difficult, in front of the beloved women, it is common that most men can’t play their usual standard. Personally, a woman is born to be in control of emotions. She may not speak, but she seems to be able to see through your heart. She may just smile, but there are various meanings in the smile, she may also shed tears in an instant, which are lovely or affectionate. She can say a word with her eyes, and they can always grasp it properly, then watch your performance quietly, silently giving you scores in her heart. My leather shoes and her high-heeled shoes were put together gently. White clouds fluttered in the sky, and the shade of the Orchard gradually showed strength, as well as the contrast of the river, in such a suitable environment and atmosphere, we felt a little relaxed and moved. We couldn’t help hugging each other, holding hands, blurred eyes, no sound around, and we could hear each other’s breath, after feeling each other’s heartbeats for many years, I met you again by chance. Everyone had already got married and exchanged greetings generously and introduced their own situations. You suddenly said abruptly, do you still remember that Orchard? That muddy afternoon. You are also a woman who is close to middle age, and your body is already a little fat. Of course, it is no longer the simple dress at that time, and you are graceful and luxurious. But speaking of this, it seems that there is a familiar look in my eyes, pure and clear, dancing and blurred. After graduation, I went to join the army. You were transferred to another city with your parents, and then you fell in love and got married according to your parents’ wishes. The story between you and me was as short as that romantic afternoon, A muddy path, an occasional orange. I haven’t even forgotten that on the way back that afternoon, you said softly in my ear with my arm, “I really want to be like this, accompanying you on the whole life. Looking at your still fair face, it seems that I don’t know how to answer you to be satisfied, how can I forget? But I don’t intend to say it like this. After all, times have changed, and the parties concerned are not allowed to have such a sweet aftertaste together. At least I can’t add fuel to the fire any more. Your eyes are full of expectation, and your eyes are full of love, remember? It was an afternoon and it just rained. I smiled implicitly, didn’t I? For many years now! Time will slowly wash away some memories. My part is gone! You looked at me in surprise and turned around silently. After three or four seconds, you looked at me seriously and suddenly laughed loudly. 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. 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