The beautiful bloom

The beautiful bloom

On my windowsill, I raised a pot of clivia. It has accompanied me through seven years of ups and downs. In my heart, I am cherish it very much. It is speechless, but I always regard it as a close friend. Sometimes when I feel uncomfortable in my heart, I will turn to it and tell it my heart. I always think that it will be like those flower immortals in Liaozhai, the tree fairy can understand everything about me. So every year, before its flowering, during its flowering period and after its withering, I will take photos for it as a souvenir. But the long-cherished wish that has always been regretful and existed for a long time is that I have never seen the process of its beautiful petals blooming, so I always look forward to, wait, and expect to see its beautiful blooming moment! At the beginning of summer, under my careful care, its leaves are as green as ink and full of vitality. Soon there was a stem of flower in the middle of its leaves as usual, which gradually grew full of flower bones. My heart is full of joy and expectation at the same time! One afternoon, I looked at the flower bud which was about to bloom, and decided to carefully watch the whole process of its blooming. I sat beside it quietly, waiting, looking forward to it. Unexpectedly, after more than two hours, its delicate emerald and plump Qiao began to stretch slowly, and the new red petals seemed to be shy, like a virgin’s slightly unwrapped shirt, it seems to be out of the way. But gradually, the petals seemed to be bold, and it seemed to be extremely difficult to slightly reveal the delicate petals, and finally it was no longer the kind of half-covered face with the lute, all the petals were split as if I tried my best, and the yellow flower in the middle was carefully poked out, looking around strangely and timidly. I suddenly felt a little shocked in my heart. At this time, the red petals had been completely bold and unrestrained, stretching their bodies around as far as possible, and the Green Qiao was gradually covered by the gorgeous petals, it finally bloomed. After waiting for an autumn and a winter, it finally bloomed again! I almost jumped up with excitement! Ah, what a beautiful and shocking bloom! Later, I showed off the beautiful process when my clique orchid bloomed to my friends. Everyone who heard it was so deep that they all said they admired my patience. They even waited for two hours! I was delighted and immersed in a happy and conceited mood for a long time. One day, I accidentally watched the program “man and nature”. The host talked about the process of butterfly transforming from pupa to butterfly with beautiful wings. That process deeply attracted me and shocked me again. At the end of the program, the host said a sentence in a sympathetic and heroic tone: according to the research of scientists, the butterfly is transforming from the pupa, it used up all the energy absorbed in the pupa, and finally became a beautiful butterfly after unimaginable pain! My excitement and conceited heart suddenly felt a pain of acupuncture and couldn’t help shivering. It turns out that in that beautiful bloom, flowers and butterflies are experiencing a life-and-death battle with all their efforts! I thought of the mother who was about to give birth to the baby. With the happiness that they were about to become mothers, what kind of heartbreaking pain did they experience, even with the struggle of all their lives, they gave birth to that lovely one, for babies who bring them happiness and hope?! Those athletes, stars and successful people who have stepped onto the red carpet and the grand podium, behind their glorious and dazzling and enviable scenery, how much blood, tears and sweat did they pay, and what kind of pain and hardship did they experience? After the wind and rain, I saw the beautiful blooming of the rainbow. Behind it was sweat, pain, hardship and experience, blood and tears, all my efforts, and even the final song of my whole life! 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…

Some mood

When that sentence was spoken out, I knew that I was in pain. I raised my head high and didn’t want tears to flow out of my eyes. Yes, I always decorated myself with strength without any vicissitudes. What about me now? Suddenly my heart was stabbed twice, but I couldn’t help crying. Since last night, yes, I am not happy, but I still pretend to be very happy, which makes me a little strange. You know? I care what? What do I really care about? And what is that shouting at me? I really want to ask myself, why on earth is all the persistence? But why all came together and suddenly couldn’t find myself? This feeling was like throwing me into a deserted wasteland. No one paid attention to how to shout, because it was just a person at all. I really want to look down upon myself. The vicissitudes and heartbreaking feelings are still the same. I thought I really wouldn’t taste that kind of taste any more. I thought you would not let me get hurt. I thought you were reluctant to let me get hurt. I thought you would see all my persistence,, it seems that I am too narcissistic and like to think that others treat me as a treasure. Then, I am wrong now. Should I correct all my opinions and all my self-belief. If, if OK, I will change it. Just, will the ending be different if you change it? I finally know that there are some words that I am can’t say. When that sentence comes out from your mouth, it seems that we are really separated by one thousand kilometers, and all the persistence begins to collapse, I don’t understand why I am like this? But I am very sure that my heart is very painful. You are right. I have changed, but mine has changed. It turns out that what you like is the original me, but now I am not the original me. So, what about you? How sure are you that you are still that person? How sure are you that you are the only one that has never changed? In such a night, I thought over and over again sadly. Maybe I was too narrow-minded, but was it wrong? It’s just that I care about each other very much. There are also mistakes in this way, which even makes people impatient. Maybe, after a long time, I’m tired of it! Should I understand? Love is not like this. It can’t stand the temper of time, wait or test. In the years, the carefully maintained love began to drift away. I felt so tired when I knocked heartbroken words one by one at the computer and looked at myself who was strange. When all the persistence is denied, it is so helpless. I used to expect the sunshine to fall into the city tomorrow, but tonight, I know that only myself can live better tomorrow. The feeling of relying on the sunshine is really warm, but it seems a little unreal, because I don’t know which day I suddenly leave, I feel insecure. Therefore, fear of owning, fear of sunshine, and refuse to be loved. But there are always a lot of discontent in my heart. I have been working hard and caring carefully. I have refused the whole world for you. But why can’t you see it, I can forgive all your frivolous, but I can’t forgive your ignorance. Have you changed, have you really got a higher vision? Once this sentence is spoken out, should anyone ask himself? I have always understood your contribution better than anyone else, and I also believe all my efforts, you know better than anyone else, but you always ignore him. What you ignore is what I always care about. I always believe that as long as love goes far enough, you can hold your hand and grow old with you. But now it seems that I am too serious, others are blocking jokes. It turned out to be such a result, but such a result and such a story disturbed me. You can regard what you said as a joke, but I can’t, because this is not a joke, and it seems that I really can’t afford such a joke. I want to sleep quietly like this, but I don’t sleep tonight. The night is as cold as water, so I should often forget it, so I like to write my mood here, I just hope that I don’t forget it. It turns out that the most painful expression is no expression, and the most painful picture is that you can still say sweet words in front of the pain, but I …… facing this quiet night, I secretly took out my heart to bask in the moon, I hope tomorrow I can still be like Haizi, facing the sea and blooming in 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…

Perception 23

For many years, I have been walking like this, always thinking that life is just like this: 23 years ago today, I was lucky to come to this world, naked, without any flaws, just like jade. At that time, I started shouting, but I didn’t know what I wanted in tears. 22 years ago today, I was also lucky to stay in this world, ignorant, without any doubt, just like a cartoon. At that time, I began to learn to walk happily in my parents’ sight. But I don’t know that it will hurt if I fall down. Today, 21 years ago, I was lucky to spend 730 days and nights. Happy, without any consideration, just like a prince. At that time, I began to learn to play coquetry on my father’s shoulder and mother’s arms. But I don’t know, my sister’s jealous eyes. Today, 20 years ago, I was lucky to have the first playmate in my memory. Next door, with braid, was like a brother. At that time, we began to play and play in the most Virgin manner. Play House. Knowing it. After all, she and I are different from each other. Today, 19 years ago. I got my first schoolbag happily. Yellow. Single with shoulder bag. Old-fashioned general. At that time, I used it to load my toys full of hopes and hopes. Knowing it. What’s the use of sticks and soil 18 years ago today. I walked into the iron gate on my mother’s back. Cold. There is no temperature at all, the prison is just so so. At that time, I began to learn 1234578910. Knowing it. How much is left behind? 17 years ago today, I know she is my first grade head teacher, beautiful. White dress. Mother General. Then. Under her attention, I learned the pronunciation and writing of Chinese characters. But I don’t know, she will restrain me for 3 years. Today, 16 years ago, I was severely punished by my mother for the first time and regretted it. Full of tears, begging. At that time, I began to know that I shouldn’t play in others’ wheat fields, but I didn’t know that plants originally had life and emotion. Today, 15 years ago. For the first time, I stood on the podium, proud and full of hope, just like victory. At that time, I started to help the classmates around me, but I didn’t know that there were so many differences among the classmates in the same classroom. Today, 14 years ago. The head teacher was replaced by a fat man with serious and sparse hair, just like a wicked person. At that time, I was afraid of his father’s majesty, but I didn’t know that he was the father of my classmate and the lover of the former head teacher. Today, 13 years ago. It was my first time to sit at the same table with a girl. I was shy and drew a border on the desk. I was ignorant. At that time, I knew that all my playmates were bathing naked by the river. But I don’t know that the river has been muddy by us. Today, 12 years ago. My mother took me to the downtown for sightseeing for the first time. I was excited. Lingering and intoxicating. At that time, I knew that cities were more fun than rural areas, but I didn’t know that there was also peace that cities couldn’t match in our rural areas. 11 years ago today. I stepped into the gate of middle school. Timid, fearful head and feet, just like hometown bar. At that time, I knew that senior senior students in middle school were fond of trouble, but I didn’t know that they once had the same experience. Today, 10 years ago. I started my first wet dream in my life. I was confused, nervous, and seriously ill. At that time, I knew that hair had emerged from my lower body, but I didn’t know how the physiology class would talk about this. Today, 9 years ago, I received an anonymous love letter, confused, at a loss, sleepwalking. At that time, I knew there was a festival called April Fool’s Day, but I didn’t know whether that LY was really fooling me? 8 years ago today, I can swim across the 50-meter River independently. I am proud of my blood boiling and twitching. At that time, I knew I was better than ordinary boys, but I didn’t know what was the world record of the Olympic Games? Today, 7 years ago, I began to learn the art of smoking. Anaesthesia, smoke and mist, just like taking drugs. At that time, I thought. Smoking is nothing more than fun, but I don’t know. Nicotine can also be addictive. Today, 6 years ago. I started my first love in my life. I was happy, strolling beyond the field and being so charming. At that time, I found that love really made people forget about sleeping and eating, but I didn’t know that it also made people unable to extricate themselves. Today, 5 years ago. The bad news of the college entrance examination completely extinguished the hope of parents. Cold, staring at my eyes, biting. At that time, I knew. The college entrance examination is a hell, but I don’t know where the road under my feet leads? Today, 4 years ago. The back of the break-up was pulled down in the dim light. It was lonely, opposite to the south, just like the cold wind. At that time, I smelt the moon and the wind was high, but I couldn’t smell it. That would be the last time we met. Today, 3 years ago. The dialect of my college classmates opened my eyes. Crappy, everywhere. Singing General. At that time, I learned many dialects, but I didn’t know that it was so difficult to learn high mathematics in college. Today, 2 years ago. I and 3 a fellow with catch up drink. The past events were vivid in my mind, and the diary was just so-so. At that time, I knew that love was not a metaphysics, but I didn’t know whether this form was the same need for me. Today, 1 year ago. I started to write my graduation thesis, which was unfamiliar, unconstrained and ordinary. At that time, I knew that the pressure of employment was great. But I don’t know whether this society can have my place. Just today, I spent 23-year-old birthday. Busy work takes up most of my rest time. Simply celebrate for myself. A piece of cake. A candle, a can of beer and a pack of cigarettes. It was also a person who echoed Jiang Tao’s sad “birthday gift” in the enlarged room and looked back on the past. So clear, and so vague and distant. Perhaps, in others’ view: I am indifferent passers-by, wandering in the city of colored glaze, building their own fortress in the unreal network; Perhaps, in others’ view: I am proud loser, wandering in the ups and downs of the world, escaping in the world of red wine; Perhaps, in other people’s eyes: I am beggar of love, begging in the romantic melon fields, picking up petals in the bright sea of roses; Maybe, however, I am still a sober wanderer. In the bustling city, I can still find myself and remember the past bit by bit;, I am still my own God, the smooth interpersonal relationship and indifferent world can not destroy my principles of life and attitude towards life; However, I am still an emotional rich man, hypocritical and friendly, the catering of interests always let me know that the truth is so precious; Therefore, I still spend this special day quietly, and the refreshing fragrance of gardenia floated on the windowsill, the whole room was quiet and intoxicating, with a cool look. Occasionally there are several stars shining in the clouds in the night sky. There is no moonlight, no birds singing, and no trickle streams. But in this city which is completely made of steel and concrete-Chengdu said, can’t I be satisfied with such an environment? Chengdu, tonight, I will lose sleep for you again 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…

On the way, we all have an old face

In the morning, I woke up in the struggle of nightmare. I opened the notebook and threw myself into the soft chair. The open skirt spread all over the floor immediately. The speaker that sees QQ messages keeps flashing, click on. But I saw a long-lost friend. I was a little touched when I saw her familiar face. I thought that all the people I once knew in this world had forgotten me. Seeing her, I began to pick up the beauty of memory again. I just want to write something and record my feelings. After so many days, I was tightly wrapped by busyness, and only my students were thinking the most. Life is in a state of tension and tiredness……… It seems that I can’t see the edge….. I also thought of a person at that time, feeling that he was so far away now. The person who once said that he would like to learn from each other for the rest of his life had already melted in his heart like a bubble. I don’t want to let such debris remain in my heart. But the heart cannot be controlled. In the twinkling words, in the dream-like memories, in the overlapping of every night and every day, what I saw was only my growing and aging appearance. At this time, I tightened my body in the chair and looked at the outside day. It was just Sunny, and there was already the darkness of rain. The sky in Beijing is just like the human heart, which is unpredictable and unpredictable. One day, the sun makes your skin open, and one day, it is so cold that you want to wrap a quilt and live like this. However, the warm and cool weather can no longer irritate the bones in the skin. Bones protect the heart, and the impulse to dream has been rejected in my heart. It seems that it is really beginning to decline and grow old……….. In my heart, it is inevitable, and infinite sadness. Inadvertently, I lost myself at a loss. The process of getting lost is so simple. Simple without any modification. Perhaps, the past is as real and unreal as a dream, but on the way, I feel lost and unhappy. On the way, I saw a lonely dog stopping quietly, with weak eyes showing help and mercy. I just want to wrap my clothes tighter. Nothing is more important than fear of being hurt at that moment. The idea of adopting this dog flashed through my heart, but there was too much fear in my heart. Fear of the germs filled with it, fear of its attack on itself, fear of giving it food but its lonely eyes for help when leaving. So, close your eyes and say gently: forgive ~! I just walk on the road. Someone once told me that you should stop. Instead of always on the road like this. I feel that I can’t control it. Only on the road, I will be comfortable and calm. When I stay, I will feel that there is no sustenance and no dependence. Maybe I like it or get used to seeing different things on the road ~! Some people also say that if there is a stable relationship, maybe everything will pass. However, I have always been afraid, because I always keep what I saw on the road in my heart, which will affect my feelings. When I gain feelings and love, I actually find out. Things on the road have been deeply engraved in my heart. Harvest and still fear. It seems that I can’t get rid of the nightmare I met on the road…… I am eager for good things, but I feel that my nerves are against good things. There is something unclear in the blood. Sometimes calm and dignified, sometimes galloping and howling. Thought has become the domination of life in confusion and meditation. Life is living between demotion and praise. How come the word “life. It just means that it can vividly interpret life. On the way, passers-by are in a hurry and can’t see the sadness brought by rainy days. He gives you a mask and you return to him. A mask is just a wonderful nightmare that makes life Occupy life. The embodiment of the mask tells the truth in sleep. Who knows how to grow is the dawn dark or bright? 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…

Coming to Japan — postscript of running snail

For me, it is a great honor and pleasure to publish this prose collection! Although I didn’t expect her to bring me anything, I wrote carefully on these many days and nights. Therefore, I feel that no matter what the fate of this prose collection is, I will have a kind of joy of being young and ignorant. But at the same time, I still have regrets for this prose collection! In my initial goal, I prepared to finish the 990,811 texts which had been drawn up, including names, themes, contents, themes and so on. In, I returned to the truth, but as a result, I might not use the so-called reasons to excuse my laziness for various reasons, but those reasons do exist and must be solved, I can’t tolerate my consideration and delay. It takes time. Celebrities say: time is sometimes like a sponge stained with water, which is always available when squeezed. But I don’t have the courage and will to squeeze in and use some things, just like you are raped and have no chance to face and consider. I can’t calm down and continue my writing, therefore, it was suspended every day. Writing literature and art after the mood was calm was driven by the psychology of paying attention to the peace of mind. I can’t return to the truth in. Maybe this is the destiny of this prose collection of destiny, and it is also my destiny! But what could give me some relief was that I wrote sixty-two words. Sixty-one first son, in China, when ordinary people reach sixty first son, they will always celebrate their birthday, so the fate of my prose collection may only be the article of sixty-one first son, however, I added a little superstitious color: God gave me an article, and gave birth to an article that took advantage of everything and things. Therefore, sixty-two words were written except sixty sons. Worth mentioning, constant panorama: cease to struggle, earns, over time, perhaps to nine nine Nirvana? Let’s just say that the snail is still running is counted as the celebration of the sixty pieces of my first prose collection! qin yu credited 2012 nian 9 yue 25 ri Imjin year lunar August 10 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…

Man, you should learn to turn around gracefully

Man, since you are a mountain, why can’t you leave the weak and pedantic River? You said that she was destined to be with you forever since the day she put on the wedding dress. No matter how your marriage is during this period? You only believe that bronze certificate. As long as you don’t dodge, that river will never flow away. This is why? People have already been tired of this emotion in their hearts, and you still hold it crazily, hoping for eternity and eternity. Why be so stubborn? Why so stubborn? You said you cared about her, you said you cherished this marriage; Why did she leave you? You just said she was rude, don’t you have anything? Marriage is a matter of two people. When it comes to today’s situation, you have to take great responsibility. You love her, but not deeply. You care about her, but not really. Your love is too superficial to go deep into her heart. You never scruple about her feelings, but you just feel happy. She could bear everything, that is, your mean words matched with your sarcastic gloomy face made her feel at a loss. You know, those hurtful language as if sword through her heart; That dripping red bury her clear-sighted eyes, 1.1 point of destroyed her for proud self-esteem self-confidence. Originally, she didn’t care what others thought of her; Unexpectedly, you also thought of her in this way. Have you ever thought about who you are from her? Who is she? You often criticize, abuse, satirize and sarcasm her in a bad mood: Nothing! Not much of anything! She can’t live without you! If you don’t want her, she will die! I am not supporting you! Wait for some sad and disappointing words. You said that you were in a hurry at that time, and your mouth was not blocked. After that, I apologized vigorously, and after that, there was another round of attacks at that time. Gesanchaiwu cycle mouth not obscuration, who not tired? Who can stand it? Who not depressed? Who not withholding? Think about it. What would you do if she hurt you so often? Don’t you know that physical injury can be recovered; But mental trauma can not be recovered in any case. Yeah! Maybe you hurt people unintentionally, or you hurt people unintentionally. However, she has pointed out your practice for countless times. Why haven’t you changed at all? You said you couldn’t control it, so good; Just separate. She said, “I can’t stand it anymore; For so many years, you are still hurting me unintentionally. My heart is not very good all the time. Being with you is really depressing. Break up! You are furious: separate? Stop dreaming, I will never give up you! Big deal we die! She was also infuriated and said loudly: Die, who is afraid of who? You think you can threaten me! In fact, if you don’t let me go, It is not love me at all; It is very shameful, because it is not easy to find my own situation now, right? Do you want to make do with me? I know I am not your true love, I know I am not your type; I know your ideal wife is a beautiful and gentle career woman in the kitchen under the hall. Ah cut! You think it’s really beautiful, man; You don’t look in the mirror, is it your condition that you are qualified to marry such a woman? Are you worthy of such an excellent woman? I …… the man was speechless and lowered his head with a low tone: So, I am is no good at all? She shook her head: No, I know you treat me well many times, and you are also a good man; But you are not suitable for me. I am very fragile and care about people’s words and eyes; All your words and eyes that hurt me are lingering around me and will never be forgotten forever, that was an indelible shadow in my heart. I try to forget it, but you always perform continuously; I really can’t continue watching, I really want to collapse; Let me go, OK? The man roared again: no! Then we will perish together! Hey! The woman sighed: Why is this bitter? Since the other side insisted on separating, why not let it go? Early know today today why? Women are only your wife, not your private property. If you really love her, you won’t hurt her again and again. If you really care about her, you will try your best to change yourself. Marriage needs both husband and wife to manage together and irrigate it with common heart. Both husband and wife respect each other, understand each other and tolerate each other. Can you raise your status by blindly criticizing and satirizing each other? Do you think you are the Emperor? What age has it been? I still give orders with your male chauvinism. Everyone has the right to choose their own life. Since they don’t love, why not let them live? Man, should you learn to turn around gracefully? Turn around, maybe your true love is not far ahead. 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…

Who uses his whole life to draw a conclusion?

The unknown world today is hard to understand. It seems that everyone is looking for a goal, but they never know. When looking back, footprints have disappeared, and only they know what kind of road they have gone through. Maybe even I don’t know where I have been. People all say that an inch of time is an inch of gold, which is hard to buy an inch of time. It always makes people seize the time, but they don’t know that time is more difficult to master than running water. 1.1 drop, in the end, in fact only oneself, other were mostly traveler, even parents, still only represent we part of life, prize of some is the starting line of position, what we strive for is the end of the finishing line. People are always so different from each other for a period of time. Even if they are friends, they cannot be with you all their lives. There are always some casual people who say that they will walk along the road of life together, it deviated from the original goal and embarked on other journeys. When we blame others for giving up halfway, do we think we are still insisting? As long as you are not disabled, it is always easy to speak, but it takes time to verify whether you can really say everything. No one is perfect, only to improve yourself in continuous growth. Sometimes, people only see the glamorous appearance, but can’t see how bitter it is behind that glamorous appearance? If a person always turns back, can he see the scenery on the way forward? If a person never turns back, then what is his life? People are always so contradictory that they affirm and deny for a while. When they are wandering, they think in a neutral position. People always have many questions, but the questions that can be really solved, and how many? When I was young, I kept looking forward. When I was old, I would recall that year. No one knew whether life would be complete because of hard work. The road of life is so long that we can’t see the scene before reincarnation and the nothingness after birth, old age, illness and death. Who can draw a conclusion with his whole life? Even if the conclusion is reached, it belongs to oneself. Others can only learn from it, but cannot apply it directly. There are tens of millions of roads. It only depends on how you go, who is good and who is bad. They are all results, and there is no reason for resentment. 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…

A yellow bud contains poetry

I dare not even think about it. In the national poetry competition of Huoshan Huangya Cup, my work was shortlisted. Although it was only an encouragement award, it also made me very happy and delighted; although these years have never given up the persistence of literary creation and writing poems, it is a matter of recent years; In the past, I occasionally set foot in poetry because of the lack of grammar, techniques and unsatisfactory writing. However, in these years, limited energy, too many long works to complete, leaving a number of unfinished buildings, heartache and regret at the same time, more devotion in prose and poetry; Never expected, in several national competitions, they all gained something. Although The ranking was not good, it was also a kind of affirmation and encouragement for me as an amateur writer. I didn’t expect that the encouragement award could also harvest two cans of good Yellow Bud Tea, which was really beyond my expectation. After receiving the package delivered by the organizing committee, it seemed that the tea fragrance suddenly sewed through the limbs and bones, it is extremely enjoyable and refreshing. The charm of this tea is invisible and permeated in every corner of thoughts. Although Lu ‘an is a city adjacent to my hometown, because of my ignorance and the fact that I have lived in Su city for more than ten years, I don’t know that there is a poem magazine running vigorously and a large group of talented poets, it was in the communication with ruohe shadow, the senior moderator of Jiangnan Literature Forum, that he found the true surface of Mount Lu, regardless of his shallow learning, with the attitude of appreciation and learning, I entered the Poetry Forum of Dabie Mountain. Moreover, as soon as I stepped into this home, I deeply liked the humanistic atmosphere and poetic atmosphere inside. From time to time, they also leave some traces of themselves in it; Although it is not elegant, it can also be regarded as some epiphany and feelings of life, and it is the emotional sublimation of the wind and objects deposited in thoughts. When the poetry journal was undertaking the national sexual characteristic poems, I couldn’t help being enthusiastic and wrote some shallow poems and posted them on the forum; People in Suzhou and West Anhui were also a country, and I did my best, it may not be a very pleasant thing to hold such an elegant competition; Besides, it is important to participate in it, and it is beneficial to have a great exchange with the whole country; As for winning the prize, I don’t have this idea at all. I am a literary newcomer. It is not easy to stand out from many big shots. I have to have enough talent and the ability to control the language and charm of poetry, in these aspects, I know very well how many pounds I am. But in the end, my “Huoshan Huangya, Lu ‘an charm (poetry)” was honored to be recognized by judges and teachers and won the Encouragement Award; The award was not big, however, it was some affirmation and encouragement to my poetry creation. You know, in this competition, masters were everywhere at home and abroad, and it was totally unexpected that they could finally be shortlisted. No matter how life changes, I think, poetry must be inseparable from me; Although life may not be as concise and meaningful as poetry, the ordinary life must be the source of poetry and the final expression of poetry. These two cans of Yellow Bud Tea, one can, were given to brother Mingcheng, a local writer in Suzhou, who was also a person who loved tea as emotionally as I was; I remember the first time I met, the two sat in the Teahouse for an afternoon and talked for an afternoon. A large pot of Pu’er tea tasted the smell of old wine. Brother Mingcheng was very happy to drink the Yellow Bud tea I gave him, although Biluochun in the western mountain of Taihu Lake has a great charm for a native like him, this yellow Bud must make him drink the human feelings and charm of the landscape in western Anhui, together with the vitality and natural scenery of this land; Another can is left for yourself to enjoy slowly. Probably, make a cup of Yellow Bud tea and drink it slowly. The continuous poetry in the water of Anhui mountains and Anhui rivers, I am free from the sea of my heart. Although I am talented, I am willing to write the most pleasant verses and the sonorous rhythm in my heart because of that landscape and that side of human feelings. Make a cup of Yellow Bud tea, and watch the peaks rise and the clouds rise. In the entries, there is such a sentence that I can’t remember clearly, which is roughly the same; I also make a cup of Yellow Bud tea, watching the peaks rise and the clouds rise and the smoke is, A stream of poetry and several pictures came to me; If you can write a few more poems in the aroma of tea, it will be more emotional ups and downs in your heart. Poetry is contained in the tea fragrance, and the tea fragrance flows freely in thousands of people every year. 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. 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Happiness craftsman

In the morning, the sun just rose. The breeze slowly slided across the clear blue surface of wadeng Lake, leaving slight ripples. Thoreau walked out of his cabin, lit a cigarette and looked at the rising sun and the sparkling wadeng Lake. Huge and tenacious boots stepped on the grass near wadeng Lake. He said to his dog, or perhaps to himself, the blessing to the whole day during the morning walk! There was a happy smile on his face, and his dog might be a lion fur pet dog, or a housekeeping dog in the American countryside, or a stray dog, in the morning sunshine, run and jump in the vast and beautiful wilderness beside wadeng Lake. While Thoreau was walking, he began to think deeply about life, Destiny, country and so on, and fell into the loneliness he created. I like to be alone, I have never met a better partner than loneliness! Thoreau said while smoking a cigarette. Gentleman Shendu. During his two years in Walden Lake, Thoreau was accompanied by loneliness and calligraphy. He refused to get married. In his lonely meditation, he felt the pleasure and happiness brought by solitude all the time. He said, life has no value at all, unless you choose and give it value. There is no happiness in that place unless you bring happiness to yourself! He also said that everyone is his own happy craftsman! Where is happiness? What is happiness? When we are struggling to pursue and operate, have we ever found that what we have gained or what we have chosen is happiness? Happiness is nothing. Different people have different understandings and perceptions of happiness. But Thoreau told us a pertinent and peculiar opinion: everyone is his own happy craftsman! We can imagine our own happiness as an uncarved stone. We plan his appearance in our hearts, and we start to carve it with our own hands, the feeling of happiness we like. We can also imagine happiness as a piece of rice paper, on which we will draw the happiness we like and love. We can also regard ourselves as an architect, and gradually build our own happiness in our hearts …… we can carve happiness with our own feelings and feelings, but results? After we have gone through hardships, the baptism of sweat and all kinds of carving, what happiness do we get? Thoreau said, how many diameters can be drawn through the center of the circle, and how many lifestyles there will be. Similarly, how many kinds of happiness will there be! So we see different ways of happiness: happiness can be a smile, a date, a wonderful dinner, or a glass of wine, it can be a reunion with family members, a rich wealth and a luxurious life, selfishness, a long-distance trip, or a smile from someone who likes it, it can be looking at the pain of others …… happiness is different! Thoreau also said that heaven is on our head and under our feet. Therefore, happiness is in heaven or on the soles of our feet. Whether happiness is smiling or crying, it is all in our own hearts: because we are our own happy craftsmen! Don’t let down the power you have given yourself. We are the leading role in our life and in our pursuit of happiness. We know the result of happiness! 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…