Youth placement

As for youth, we are always losing. However, because of losing, missing and hurting, we know more about cherishing the inscription at the intersection of youth, the youth in memory came to an end temporarily, and finally became an eternal freeze. Everyone has his or her own youth, and everyone will finally find his or her own destination. In the journey of youth, facing many landscapes and many mistakes, what kind of mood will we use to compose the melody of youth. Someone once said that when I looked up at the sky, I was not looking for something, but for loneliness. I used to be a lonely child. When I was alone, I liked to stand against the window and raise my head, silently facing the sky, then there was no dialogue, no scene, inexplicable sadness. At that time, at the age of 18, I expressed my joys and sorrows with the most real attitude. However, youth is easy to die, age is easy to grow old, vicissitudes of life are rolling, still water flows deep, floating like a dream, and people are not yesterday, standing at the intersection of life, I suddenly understand. In this world, there are always some people you can’t get close to, there are always some things you can’t finish, there are always some places you can’t reach, then why do you hold on? Youth has no destiny, only the persistence of not letting go, I told myself again and again that in my dream, my smile was like a flower. Many pledges cannot match time, and many are naive. They also become more and more childish as time goes by. But I don’t blame myself, because I am just a simple child, so today, I forgave the mistake made by that lonely child. In the journey of youth, after all, there were numerous thorns and lots of temptations. Those plots were weird and changeable, and a child could not escape from that ignorant rush after all, couldn’t he? But I am just the lost child, who wants to find a place to live in the tired dream. Many people leave marks in my life, which I never forget. I used to compare myself to the rose in May, which was dyed freely and charming, just like the rose wandering all over the world, so I gave myself a beautiful but unwillingly named the Rose wandering all over the world. Because I think 18 years old should be like an unfolded red rose, with fragrance overflowing, beauty pursued and troubles of growth. However, along the way, the roses in my heart didn’t bloom as scheduled in that most beautiful season. I also complained deeply about my bigotry, so that I always stumbled countless times on my way to growth, constantly missing the scenery of that season after season, but the missing of the scenery of youth eventually becomes the past, and the lost is doomed to never be found back. Pushing the blue clouds aside, I looked at the distance gently. Many people and many past events would leave traces of pain in the waters of time, or memories would chase the faint direction, light and low, shallow sing? The passing of water is like a beautiful flower. The train of youth passes through one station after another, and finally turns into a point, which is condensed between the pen and ink. The curve of Palm finally bursts into a beautiful Radian, open in the air, it was a youth, full of countless joys and sorrows, carrying many young dreams, and finally fragmented, tearful eyes. As for youth and that scene, I always acted too vividly. What we called Being Strong was just a disguise of the predecessors. Only when you have loved, can you understand how fragile and painful you are. Then you begin to know how to protect yourself. Only when you are silly, can you understand timely persistence and giving up. Only when you have no way to retreat can you understand that there is no need to be so persistent. Missing is a very mysterious thing, which follows the shadow and appears silently in the bottom of my heart. Looking through pages after pages, the story written yesterday suddenly misses the once warm side of youth infinitely, there used to be such a real friendship, and that initial dream was so beautiful. That best friend comforted my mottled heart in countless dark nights. The years faded away, but those original stories and real years were still stored in my heart. I missed them so much, but I was afraid to mention them. When it’s quiet, I like to turn on the computer and listen to Sun Yanzi’s “Meet” over and over again. The feeling is very subtle, clean lyrics, warm pictures, slow melody, the quiet voice always warms my heart. Perhaps, for me, this is also a kind of touch. I love someone for a long time, but it is just a rush of ignorance. In the flood of youth, there are wandering wounds, however, just because of this misfortune, I know more about life and how to cherish it. The past like annual rings explains the growth of a person. Finally, in the final interpretation of youth and magnificence, I understand a truth: Although I have not traveled many roads and bridges in many places, I have seen clouds for many times and drunk many kinds of wine. However, after the passing years, I can deeply fall in love with that person and love each other. In fact, it doesn’t matter if you don’t meet at the beginning. What matters is the last thing: life and death are the same, and you can talk to Zi Cheng, hold your hand and grow old with him. The steps of youth are like flowing clouds and flowing water, which can’t be grasped at all. Let it pass if it has passed away. It is enough to cherish the present. 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…

I learning write small novel

During quite a long period of time, I loved writing prose and had a special liking. However, during this period of time, I was very interested in writing small novels. I thought that I would like to explore in many aspects, this is also a kind of interest and hobby! I have learned relevant materials and related knowledge successively, and I have gained a lot. I thank the teachers for their precious words, which have promoted my confidence and direction in learning, and strengthened my determination to write small novels, today, I quoted Teacher Cai’s essentials about writing small novels and shared the pleasure of literature with friends, which is beneficial to promote our harvest of writing. As a kind of literary style, what the novel writes must be meaningful. It can’t be considered as a matter of fact. It must have the thinking of life in it. That’s depth. The basic writing method of the small novel is as follows: 1. The writing style is concise, 1800 words is enough, not too long. 2. Pay attention to the twists and turns of the plot. Pay attention to step a turn, Sukhothai, home. 3. A wide range of materials, but you should add your own thinking. There are too many people and things around us. Anyone, a neighbor and a relative all have stories. What matters is our thinking and excavation. What he felt from his life is very important. That is, small novel thoughtful, running account as narrative bad. 4. Don’t write prose. Both newbies and female authors like to express their emotions, and they write prose as soon as they write, which is not good. Small novels are small novels, which are different from proses. The difference is that the novel is actually a story, a short play with plots, conflicts and twists and turns. 5. Don’t write short stories into short stories. Small novels are limited in length and cannot be written too long. There is no idle writing in the so-called novel. All descriptions serve the center. This center is the theme. Therefore, it is better to say that women are beautiful than to say that all the facial features are general, but to say that it is better to pass a beautiful woman in front of us. This is the concise language. Even if the description of the appearance of a vicissitudes old man, it only needs two or three sentences. Don’t describe it endlessly. As well as the scenery of the outside world, just a few strokes would be fine. The plot would fade and the rhythm would slow down, which would affect the reading enthusiasm of readers. 6. Small novels are the art of line drawing. You should know how to leave white space. Just like line drawing painting, a novel about a person only needs to outline his main life experience. Don’t cover everything. Since he was born, it is too long to write enough words. The important process of a person’s life is very good. Many authors write a lot of small novels, fearing that readers can’t understand them and say everything, so there is no room for aftertaste. Painters all know how to leave white space when painting, so there is room for aftertaste for such paintings. The painting is too full, and it looks messy. Small novels are elegant landscape paintings. But when I saw the remote mountains, the smoke rose. I didn’t see the village girl calling, but I saw the sunset red. This is artistic conception. It is not necessary to draw houses and fields when painting the village residences, and there is a wisp of smoke floating in the air, which is enough for artistic conception. 7. About the turning point of the end. The little novel emphasizes on writing. It is the best to uncover a secret until the end. It is unexpected but reasonable, which makes people sigh that it is true. The author writes well, which is right. At first glance, the product is boiled water, which is light and tasteless. There must be suspense in the smelly novels, which make people willing to read them down. A reasonable turning point at the end, not too exaggerated, is very interesting. This is the charm of small novels. It leads you to think so, but the ending is so, which is unexpected but reasonable. 8. Both cities and villages can be written. It is often said that it is difficult to write small novels without themes. In fact, themes are everywhere. If you don’t believe it, ask the doorkeeper, he has a life story that nobody knows. Your neighbors, colleagues, friends, relatives, everyone has stories and focuses on thinking. How to tell and inspire a person’s life is what you should express and Express. 9. Small novels are language art. Don’t write too much. Small novels are civilian art. Make people love them. The language should be beautiful, natural, friendly and amiable. Don’t always use written language, like making big reports with leaders, or as polite as diplomats, which makes you seem to be separated, outgoing, stiff and unsociable. It would be better if the novel could be read by people with fluent language, conciseness, kindness and elegance. You are not allowed to make a report. There is no need to keep a straight face. After reading a good little novel, The Breath of Life blows upon my face. That’s right. The little novel is an elegant Art, which is kind. Although it is natural, don’t go into the downside. Especially the description of sex, while stopping. It is unnecessary to write hard about sex. The necessary sexual description also serves the theme, and it is better not to overstate the host. In a word, the writing style tells a story concisely, with a plot of twists and turns and fascinating, about 1800 words, which is a good little novel. 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…

Guilt

My son still has three or four months to take the senior high school entrance examination. After dinner every day, he put down the bowl and chopsticks and went back to his room to study. My wife and I packed up and watched silent TV plays. One second, one minute, one minute, we hope that time can go faster, and we can hear our son walking out of the room at 12 o’clock in the evening, saying, “I’m going to sleep; We don’t want time to go faster, so that my son can learn more. My wife and I counted seconds and nights in this contradictory mood, and also counted the future of our son. The TV drama in front of us is just a prop with eyelids. As for the good or bad plot, none of us cares about it. What we care about is that we are still opening our eyes, still fighting with my son. Especially when my son went out of the room and sat next to us and glanced at the TV, my wife and I were in the same mental state as my son, spirited and excited. Positive and aggressive. We are encouraging our son as well as ourselves. We must fight to the end. When we fight, our son said, “I’m going to sleep. Going to bed early became the biggest luxury for my son and the extravagant hope of a teenager who was growing up. We know we shouldn’t treat our children like this, and parents like us all know we shouldn’t treat our children like this. How many years have our quality education been called and how many years have our education been reformed? However, what parents and children face is still cold scores and scores of real economic interests. Helpless, we can only fight with our children! In that case, he must not be alone. One day is OK, two days are OK, three days are OK, which fourth day? Fifth days? How many days? How many years? I have never experienced any sense of guilt, but I experienced it on a night when my son still had three or four months of senior high school entrance examination. It makes me uncomfortable, it makes me blame myself, it makes me feel ashamed, it makes me feel guilty, it makes me hate to replace me…… That night, somehow, let the more haggard wife go back to the room to have a good rest, and swear that I will stick to the position. I took the TV remote control, changed this station, changed that station, and finally found a movie that can make you more spirited. Watch it…… Dad, go to bed too. I don’t know how long it took, my son’s voice woke me up. I looked at my son standing in front of me and said hurriedly, “Dad is not sleepy. I’m not sleepy yet, and I snore. My God, I also snore while sitting and sleeping. Snoring is one of my problems. When I was young, when I was a salesman and a colleague on a business trip, no one would like to share a room with me, so I had to disturb the strangers. Don’t sleep, don’t snore, don’t disturb children’s study, hold your ground and fight. Dad doesn’t play anymore, Dad is still watching movies, you go to learn. My son went back to his room. However, before long, my son woke me up again. Dad, you snore again. Dad, go to bed first, I will sleep soon. I had a look at my son, but did I still insist? I let him catch it twice, but was it okay? Let me see the clock hanging on the wall. It will be 12 o’clock in half an hour. OK, son, you should also go to bed early. When I came back to the room, I didn’t fall asleep any more when I really lay down. I blamed myself for my weakness, and I felt guilty for my snoring…… Guilt arises spontaneously. Lying on the bed with this sense of guilt until the light in the son’s room turned off. With this sense of guilt, I wrote this article until tonight, telling myself that when I have no spirit, I will look at what I wrote and see my guilt. It is 09:45 late…… Written 20120223 late 9.4 fifteen 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…

Rural Chronicle (I) Juanjuan

Not far from our home, there are two or three bars between them. It is a tea shop. The tea shops in the countryside are their own houses, tables and chairs, a pile of tea bottles and coarse porcelain teacup, which can be filled with several tables as much as possible. Every afternoon and evening, the mahjong sound in this compartment, there was a ringing of cards and cigarettes. The boss, who was usually a landlady, took a kettle and poured water. Each table never forgot to laugh and chat with each other occasionally. At that time, everyone had fun and the atmosphere was very lively. I often walked there, not playing cards, but buying things. Besides drinking tea and playing cards, the tea shop also set up alcohol and tobacco stalls, candy melon seeds, cigarettes and drinks, people who played cards casually shouted for tea, and immediately someone responded, paying money in one hand and exchanging things in the other, which was very convenient. I basically bought cigarettes. It was too late and the cigarette case was empty. Don’t worry. As long as the tea shop is not closed, I will go calmly. After a few steps, I can still see the moon, shady trees, idle convenient. It’s just that when you walk to the door, the first thing to meet you is not the boss or the landlady, but a round yellow dog with short four hoofs, fat head and big ears, looking at you with your face looking up and smiling, the furry tail Shaked vigorously and came over with a familiar twist. It was very warm next to your legs. At this time, the people inside will see you, and then drink lightly: Juanjuan, don’t get in the way, let the eldest brother in. This dog is called Juanjuan. Looking at her fat body and funny expression, you can’t be associated with that delicate name, but that’s it. Speaking of this dog, it was because my mother also had a dog. When I just moved here, as soon as several beautiful dog cages in our house fell to the ground, some people in the village gradually gathered around to watch the scene of bustle, looking at my father’s wheelchair, several pots of orchid grass raised by my mother, several poodles in our family, Huanhuan, Lele, stars and dots, I talked excitedly while watching. There was Juanjuan crowding in front of people. She was a little shy and curious, but she squatted and lay half a bedroom, chubby like a leather ball. It seemed that she didn’t dare to stare at her eyes, but she didn’t want to turn around, it was our dogs, who were used to being arrogant and arrogant, put on a domineering posture and shouted at her without stopping for a moment. In the days after that, at the gate of our yard, you can often see the shadow of Juanjuan. Maybe she just strolled around casually, knowing that there were new neighbors and the same kind, when I was free, I walked around and occasionally put my round head into the door to look around. Sometimes I heard the dog barking inside, then I immediately raised my ears and stared at the direction of the sound nervously, it didn’t come loose until there was no movement, and slowly left step by step. About one or two months later, seeing Juanjuan again, she suddenly found that her figure seemed to be more rounded. Later, she heard the tea shop owner talking there and knew that she was pregnant. At that time, the joy of our family was also big, so we didn’t pay attention to the news of Juanjuan any more. In our family, because it was the first time that I had such expectation, my mother was still a little uneasy. The closer I was, the more I liked to talk about it. I was afraid that I couldn’t take care of these little things. But what happened later was totally different from what she thought. As a mother for the first time, Huanhuan in our family showed a good nature, biting off the umbilical cord and cleaning up the puppy by herself, my mother couldn’t get in her hands at all. When she came back to her mind, six children of the same dogs had been scrambling to lie on the belly of joy and grab milk. My mother watched them all day long like a treasure, and she liked them all over her face. See how happy we are. How good we are! I had already forgotten the past that dogs were naughty and made her scold loudly. Almost in the same week, after knowing that our dog had given birth to six dogs, the proprietress of the tea shop ran to our house excitedly one day and told her mother that we Juanjuan had also given birth, you guess several? Before mother spoke, she giggled herself. There were also six, hehe hehe. On that day, Juanjuan didn’t come out to welcome me when she went to the tea shop to buy cigarettes. Beside the gate, the tea shop owner found a cardboard box for her, and she lay quietly inside, A group of little guys slept beside her in a simple and charming manner. However, unlike our dog breeds, the color and body shape are almost the same. Her children are too rich, with black flowers on white background, there are yellow ones, black ones, and a gray one with some black ones. I felt a little funny in my heart. It was clearly a Chinese pastoral dog. When I was born, I separated my blood and nobility. But looking at Juanjuan and me looking at each other, I couldn’t help smiling. Her expression was still the touch of a great mother who had created a miracle of life, full of satisfaction and soft eyes, look at me, look at my child, the whole body exudes the maternal breath, happy and serene. This is the story of Juanjuan. A friend who knows dogs came to my house to play. He saw her and said that she should be the offspring of the hybrid of a local dog and a pug. She was chubby, um, raised in the countryside and easy to raise, also very cute. Yesterday, I also saw Juanjuan. I didn’t know whether some dogs were sold or sent to others. She led a black one with white background, named Nini, and a little yellow dog, named Xiaomi, still seeing me from a long distance, I ran over with my head shaking and put my round head on my feet. I was already a dog mother and still so naughty. I bit my trousers and rubbed them, the tail floats like a flag Like (prose editor: prose online) 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…

From Autumn to leaf tip Dew from cool

Holding the dew plate deep, recalling the clear night of the King, the fondness of the beauty who poured lead water in the dark was waiting for a little Dew, but a slight sigh in autumn melted all the persistent tears on the tip of the leaf. Kuaihuo grows in the sun, coral grows in the shade, nature is silent, and everything grows and grows without following the natural way. Romantic and unruly like Chuang Tzu, you should also worship the wisdom of nature with a gorgeous blade dance. It can be seen that only following the nature can you approach the essence of harmony with the most emotional attitude. Natural workmanship is wonderful, human nature is intelligent, like the encounter of two fireworks, gorgeous and dazzling. The three hundred poems were collected in the beautiful water of Lingshan Mountain, and the wild countryside endowed it with elegant spirit; Sakyamuni realized the truth under the Bodhi tree. The essence of Heaven and Earth nourishes the tolerance of Buddhism. Exploring Nature is a close contact with the fertile soil of civilization under the feet, and a journey of returning to simple philosophy. The spirit of learning things and knowing is pushed to humanity. It is neither paranoid, reckless, indulged or restrained. It was not that you didn’t have the courage to challenge the depth of justice, but just the noble tolerance revealed in silence. The best respect for nature is to think about the flaws of one thing and one thing, tolerate the flaws of one thing and one thing, and appreciate the flaws of one thing and one thing. Master Hongyi was ill at Nanputuo Temple. When he saw Zhong, the grass temple in the temple, was criticized for being two seconds slow, he felt that people should not be paranoid and human resources should not be forced. The inner strength sometimes lies not in resistance, but in obedience. This kind of obedience is based on equal dialogue, which is harmony but difference in a higher level. Respect nature, and then advocate nature. A nation that can truly have a devout heart must know how to guard the spiritual kingdom of freedom. However, Iran, a misty country covered by mysterious religious colors, accepted the cultural relics with years of embroidery gladly, but refused the call of fresh life longing for self again and again. The sadness flowing slowly like black yarn and the beauty isolated under the black yarn pieced together the broken national soul. When it tried its best to suppress human nature by virtue of harsh doctrines, the divinity which was painstakingly rendered lost its luster, pale and ridiculous, worshiped God, but annihilated human desire, how many ignorant souls should be sacrificed for the farce going against the sky. The poetry of the whole nation was only a sigh hidden by the black veil. Heaven says he Zai, the four seasons are prosperous, and all things are born; Heaven says he Zai, the peach and the plum are silent, and the bottom is self-contained, the natural victory is the spiritual victory; The West Lake is affectionate, the heavy makeup is light and suitable, and, compared with Xizi, the West Lake attracts more infinite poetic feelings; The dust in the desert is so long that Huns gallop the yellow sand with their lofty sentiments, thus achieving the myth that the horseback nation is brave and good at fighting. Suzhou gardens built by mountains and rivers and Longmen Grottoes created by local materials are all the unreplicable crystallization of human wisdom under the birth and special natural conditions. What they show is not the savage relics left by the struggle between man and nature, but the warm memory compiled by the harmony between man and nature. Silent mountains, deep rivers and solid land will be our eternal destination. Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) 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…

I like

I like it. I like the slight loneliness when I am alone. I like it. I like the moment when locust flowers are fragrant. It was when you came to me. I like it. I like the moment when the summer breeze blows gently, the feeling of breeze lifting clothes. I like it. I like the moment when the floating clouds pass by, and let my thoughts drift by. I like it. I like the moment when the rain is misty, that kind of drizzling idleness. I like it. I like the moment I miss you quietly. Tenderness is in my eyes. I like it. I can forget you and me occasionally at the moment when I express my feelings in sword dance. I like it. I like the warm touch at the moment when the sun shines. I like it. I like the moment when the moonlight shines on silver. I really want to be the Sue in the Moon Palace! 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…

Gardening of another interest

Spring is coming, the sunshine is getting brighter and brighter, and the weather is getting warmer day by day. After a long and severe winter, I couldn’t help feeling relaxed and happy. You, me and all of us finally spent another cold and long winter. I welcomed the first spring when I was transferred to the county to work! I don’t know how much others love flowers. I love them since I was young. I always want to have a few pots of blooming flowers. I can water, fertilize, loosen soil and cut branches in my spare time every day. From children to adults, to adulthood, I have seen many flowers, such as chrysanthemum, peach blossom, apricot, pear flower, osmanthus, orchid, Lotus, clivia, Wenzhu, rape flower, even the white snowflakes, none of them can favor me and look at me with a serious eye. Until now, I even haven’t owned the simplest and most common flower alone! Life since busy study, work, living, for family three meals a day running around, always on the move, camped. It was not a dilapidated shabby house, so I lived in another place, depending on others, without a fixed residence belonging to myself. Until now, I finally lived in my own simple building and lived in a safe place! Every time I see others planting flowers and grass, my hands itch badly. When it comes to flower cultivation, as early as three or four years ago, after buying the house, they continued to spend spare money to buy or ask for from relatives and friends, and even picked up some flowers and seedlings abandoned by others from the garbage table. About twenty pots: Clique orchid, Kylin, tortoiseshell bamboo, golden branches and Jade leaves, bamboo, Scorpion Lotus, rich tree, cactus, diagonal Lotus, money tree, orchid, and several pots can not be named. This year, I lived in a new house and eliminated several pots of poor-growing ones, such as Dripping Guanyin, radish Haitang, phalaenopsis and so on. Every time I see other people’s Flowers in recent years, It is always vigorous and bright. If you raise it yourself, you will not be able to do it. If you raise it, you will not grow up. Some of them will even wither and die. I have been blaming my family for its low temperature in winter, lack of sunshine and poor growth environment of flowers and plants. Now it seems that it is because of three minds and two minds, which can not be persevered, single-minded and meticulous care. Deep down, I really love flowers. Because I have a relatively independent office at present (this kind of generous treatment is that I have to find a noble person for twenty-three years after I have worked, and I don’t know how long it can last), it is relatively spacious, I just want to raise a few pots of flowers and plants. On the one hand, I can decorate the office with a hint of green, bring myself confidence and hope, and change my extreme mentality of complaining about the world; On the other hand, I can stabilize my impetuous and proud mood, eliminate unnecessary restlessness and depression; Third, spend lonely, lonely and boring spare time by raising flowers. Therefore, I specially bought flower pots and flowers, planted a broad-leaf rubber tree, a pot of Orchid, a pot of clivia and a flower that I could not tell the name but thought to be more beautiful by feeling. Therefore, I looked forward to the four potted flowers day and night, taking root, sprouting and blooming. Of course, among the four potted flowers, the broad-leaf rubber tree is the favorite. Her leaves are as broad as green, quiet, luxuriant, with unique charm and glamour. However, it has not taken root yet, and I am worried about whether she can sprout and survive (too many disappointments and injuries have already made me pessimistic and desperate). After going to work every morning, see if she is more vigorous than the day before and whether she shows obvious green. I pray that she will wake up soon and grow tender buds as soon as possible, which will surprise me! I waited patiently for May Day, Children’s Day, Party building Day and National Day ——- I made full and long-term preparations, and insisted on it, and must be carefully cared and treated with true feelings, waiting for her to pull out the green leaves and grow new branches! As long as she can grow new branches and give me a little green every day, I think my career will make progress and achievements, I will take root in Kawaguchi, a strange and warm place, and spend the rest of my long, rich and wonderful life. I will no longer ponder over and over! It seems that flowers are not easy to be well raised. Only those who care carefully and regard flowers as their own lives can raise them well. I should cherish my own flowers that really belong to me! As long as the flowers grow vigorously and brightly, my life will burst into vitality, which will not delay the good times of my life and put my limited energy into the work I am engaged in, achieve fruitful results! Looking at my rubber tree, I think that loving flowers and appreciating flowers is actually the greatest respect for my own life. Why not do it! 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…

Parenting Tips

How can we educate our children well? I think it is a problem that every parent is very concerned about. Of course, I dare not to preach as an educator or psychologist. I just want to share some of my personal experiences and feelings with you, then we will discuss this ancient and profound issue with you. My son is seven years old and will be in the second grade next semester. Tonight, I called my son’s Chinese teacher and asked him about his test scores. To my surprise, the teacher actually said that his son had made obvious progress, this Chinese test took the second place, and he said that he did a good job in the reading comprehension questions later. The teacher also compared his son’s admiration with the old classmate who had always been in the class. The classmate did a good job in the basic knowledge questions in front of him, but the reading comprehension questions were not good. In fact, the classmate was rumored to be a prodigy before he went to school, and he was very talented in maths. But how could the teacher say that he was getting backwards this time? At the beginning, when my son was in the tenth place, he was the first. Later, every time I took the exam, I encouraged my son to advance two or three places. As expected, my son went from the tenth to the seventh to the fifth to the third, up to now, my son has been standing still for a long time, and he always asks me, Dad, why am I always in the third place? I saw his anxiety and desire for progress, so I encouraged him, don’t worry, as long as you do it seriously, you will definitely make progress!. This time the teacher said that his reading ability was very good. I remembered that when he was young, he pestered me and his mother to tell stories every night. His son liked listening to stories very much. He bought many story books at home, big and small, this little guy has a strong memory, and he has an impression on the content he has read. He can tell whether he has said it or not when he looks at the paper. We told him the truth in the story, let him tell his own thoughts, and he could also tell one or two or three. So far, I want to say that parents and friends, especially parents, should spare more time to accompany their children, pay more attention to their children’s hobbies and psychological changes, and encourage their children more, there must be some benefits. Sometimes when I went to the school gate to pick up my children from school, I met the parents at the school gate. When I saw my own children, I just criticized and complained, saying that the children were not easy to learn, and it was also common to abuse them. In fact, this is not to blame children, but to blame our parents for not cultivating their children’s personalities, hobbies and habits. Some people say that teachers’ children have good academic performance, not because their children are smarter than other children, but because their parents pay more attention to their children than them. I know very well that at the beginning of human life, the nature of nature is good, and kindness does not mean kindness, but the original essence of life that people have when they are born; In other words, when a child is born, it is just a piece of white paper, it depends on how the painter colors. The painters here are the parents and teachers of our children. The most important thing is the parents of our children, because parents are the first teachers of our children and also the teachers who accompany them all their lives! Parents’ words and deeds, living habits, interests and hobbies will influence children imperceptibly. Can a child in a family who is impatient and exported to be dirty become a poet? The answer is undoubted. Some time ago, my child found the writing brush in my drawer. I knew that it must be because he had heard the story of Ma Liang, and always hoped that an old man with white beard would appear in his dream, in this way, he can get a magic pen that he has been longing. So I was very happy to see this pen, and I was very obsessed with it for a period of time. He also started to write calligraphy. Although it was not good-looking, it was spiritually commendable. Every parent is devoting, and it is day and night, loyal, without hesitation, without asking for return. However, we love right, how to love? Some people think that giving children the best food and the most fun is love; What’s more, they dare not to give stars to the moon, but they don’t know that this will harm children. Friends have heard the story of why cats don’t catch mice. The owner gives them fat food and drink. Why does they catch mice? When the owner blames him, he won’t blame himself for spoiling the cat baby. The famous educator Mr. Yu Minhong, the boss of New Oriental, deeply understands the art of education. His daughter wants to buy a new computer, and he will never immediately promise that although he is not short of money, he will let his daughter exchange his grades, this is a good way of education. Some people say that it is reasonable to let children know the pain. Think carefully, this is the most difficult thing to do, love a person, how can that person not know? Unless he is a fool, he will never know. And I prefer to let your child know that he should feel your love for him, and let him learn how to be grateful and how to treat everything in the world with a grateful heart, but what I feel is not only spoiling. There is another saying that a steamed bun also needs to be cooked. Imagine that if there is a steamed bun in real life, probably no one will waste fire so much time. But for today’s families, there are very few children, one or two, and no more than three. They are like steamed buns one by one. Who is willing to give up? Some elders said: a filial son is born with a stick, or beating is a kiss or scolding is love. It seems that the child is disobedient, and everything will be fine with a dozen. In case of problems, parents should think more, be more patient and be less rude. At noon today, my child was going to play computer games at his grandmother’s house. I told him to go home for lunch break, because there was still class in the afternoon, and he said to go home to play computer games, otherwise he would not go back, I agreed to his terms. After I came back with him, I asked him to have a glass of milk first. After he drank, I asked him to have a lunch break, and he said that I didn’t say anything, and tears began to flow. I watched him shed tears, and felt very angry in my heart. I also thought of yelling at him, but I finally restrained my emotions, I felt that it was still because I compromised the child’s condition that caused harm to him. So I said, there was a child who drank milk and had urine in his stomach. Hearing this, he burst into laughter. I fell asleep after a while. Children are the hope of every family, but also the future of our motherland. Let’s let our educators join hands with the society and families for the future of our children and our motherland, please focus more on your child! 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…