Orange life after being empty

At this moment, I don’t know what I want to do? The heart is lit, let it burn to the end. I shed tears all the way, but I dare not take my heart out and face the moonlight. I want to ride a horse, leaving only the laughter like a silver bell. Passing by, okay? I am only willing to be the beautiful scenery passing by, even if I have only seen the beautiful scenery once. Often, living in the story, fantasizing the beauty of the story and the plot of the fairy tale. At the end of the closing, no matter how terrible it was, I also thought it was beautiful. It seems to live in a strange circle and never escape. Heart. Learn to endure; Heart. Learned to break; Heart. Learn to know; Heart. Learn to hurt; Heart. Learn to give up; Heart. Learn to love; Heart. Learn to leave; Heart. Learned to cherish. Heart. Learn to bear all kinds of cruelty; Heart. What I learned is whether to survive or die. Shed tears, knowing that it is salty. Salty grotesque, salty nerve, salty don’t know how to wipe it off. It is pain, painful palpitations, pain slim, pain want to cut off the nerves. When he opened his mouth and couldn’t shout any sound, the world was gloomy. Without the ability to distinguish right from wrong, the meaning of survival, and the courage to argue. Sometimes, I really want to be a strong person and don’t expect any emotional comfort. Know love, give love, but don’t capture love… However, it must be supported by trust. Trust is like a life-saving straw. Prison and not prison are all in one mind. Let go, fall into the abyss, and never end; Grasp, the future exists, but still have to bear, experiencing some kind of pain. Every warm stream of happiness swears the leap of heart. When you think of something, your body will be more calm. When you write something, your self-awareness will be stronger. No affectation, no decoration, no coercion, no demanding, no stingy, no fantasy. All kinds of love should pursue a realm beyond oneself. More natural, more natural, more natural… Buddhism says: everything is empty… Empty is because I once endured it and realized it —- I will put it down. For: everything is empty. Every day we are walking in a hurry, and every day we are getting old, and the mottled life is still going on every day. When night falls, when you are lonely, when you are afraid of all the bad things around you. I always think about the meaning of living inadvertently….. How to Live depends on what kind of attitude towards life. If the attitude is incorrect, life is probably a variety of distorted and tangled postures. However, it is difficult for the Speaker to make a simple statement with a clear attitude and make a correct choice. Our hearts are like two warriors who are always fighting, arguing over right and wrong, tearing between good and evil, and arguing about right and wrong. To do anything or make decisions for anything, it seems that we are used to leaving problems to warriors in our hearts to weigh them. The reality is sweeping and devouring people’s hearts more and more, and the things disguised gradually become stronger and harder; The people who are realistic and imaginary are just separated by a wall, realistic people say that imaginary people are wild-minded psychologies, while imaginary people say that realistic people are fools who do not know the true meaning of life. When one day, they came out from the wall and met each other, they found that in fact, no one could live without anyone. In a sense, everyone is a pretender. In order to protect yourself from a kind of angle and not hurt others, instinctively disguise some beautiful and obscure things, people or memories that can only be tasted slowly in your heart. I read a sentence from somewhere, saying that we should learn to live a fresh life like the color of oranges. Personally, I strongly advocate this concept. Try to imagine everything around us, or simply paint our life with the brightest color. Will we have a new visual experience and a new life? How to apply it to real life is nothing more than a little difficult. But should we advocate this concept to make it close to our vision and life. After a long time, he will become a habit and accompany us. Until old death, in this way, will be buried, because this color will also smile ~! Good things are always the instinct of human beings to pursue. Although life is in a hurry, it cannot resist the trace of pursuing good things. So, I am not an exception. 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…

zhi yin gu li outside Some Thoughts Concerning bosom friend

I didn’t have the ability to go to college after graduating from high school. My family is poor and has no money for me to go back to school. My father works in a township unit and is a commodity grain registered permanent residence. My mother is a rural registered permanent residence and lives in rural areas for farming. At that time, half of the households mentioned were in our family. I was 17 years old when I started to go home to farm. I am a lonely teenager. Although the countryside at that time was not as old as the old one, the small one, however, there were very few villagers like me who went home to farm after graduating from high school, let alone high school classmates, even junior high school students and primary school students seldom farm in rural areas. Anyone who has read for a few days and crossed the school door for a few years will find their own way to jump to the farm door. Some of the students went to join the Army; Some went to township enterprises where wages were hardly guaranteed; Some learned skills, such as carpenters and bricklayers. I farm at home. In the 1980 s, the conditions in rural areas were poorer both in material and cultural aspects than now. Every week, there were few county and city newspapers that belonged to tabloids in my hands in one year. There is no electricity for most of the year. I worked in the field during the day and accompanied me at night except for a piccolo, which was a radio in my family with a history of several years and often broke down. One night, I listened to the drama “Mountains and Rivers” broadcast on the radio. I didn’t know the word “bosom friend” before I heard “high mountain and flowing water. In life, I have no bosom friend. I can only understand my bosom friend. I hope bosom friend. I was very interested in the drama “mountains and rivers”. I wrote down the names of Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi, and I wrote down the story of mountains and rivers. However, there are too many unknown things for me, in other words, bosom friend. A few years later, I worked as a temporary worker in the unit where my father worked. I saw black and white photos taken by my father’s colleagues and fiancee on the guqin station in the provincial capital of Wuhan in the photo frame of my father’s colleague’s house. That photo gave me a long insight. I imagined that Guqin Stage was the birthplace of bosom friend culture, or the hometown of bosom friend. On the New Year’s Day of 2009, in order to relieve my son who was in high school, I took his vacation to take him to Wuhan, the provincial capital. My son and I came to Guqin Stage. I have another purpose: to explore the unknown things of my bosom friend. There are 3 characters on the surface of the wall beside the gate of guqin platform, as well as few words introducing mountains and rivers. Entering the front room of the guqin platform, a radio machine in a small room kept playing the song “mountains and rivers”, and a couple took photos in the small room. There was a small grave in one corner of the hut, and there was a sign of the tomb of Zhong Ziqi beside the grave. I thought that the Guqin Stage was undoubtedly the hometown of Zhiyin. In another flat tile room in the guqintai courtyard, celebrity calligraphy with the theme of high mountains and flowing water or intimate friends is displayed. The taste is good, but the people who come here are only twos or threes. Few people buy small souvenirs with the text logo of a bosom friend. There is no one paying attention to the original calligraphy of 50 yuan, which is placed on the table and is called as a famous calligrapher in Wuhan today. In guqintai courtyard, probably in order to attract tourists, there was also an activity of guessing riddles with prizes. I chose a riddle: the Chinese people have stood up since then. Type the name of a newspaper. The answer I guess is Liberation Daily. The prize I got was a pocket book which was hardly worth money, had no use and had no commemorative significance, and could only be used for children to play. I took photos for my son with the second-class camera I brought, and my son took photos for me. There are no other tourists around us, and no one can take photos for our father and son. I didn’t store the photos in the camera. I thought the photos were OK in the camera. I didn’t wash them out. At that time, there was no computer at home, and my son didn’t tell me, I took the camera to school to take photos for my classmates. Maybe because of the limited capacity, my photos at the guqin station were lost. On March 24th, 2012, Dahao Heshan Tourism Development Co., Ltd., Changjiang Daily Newspaper Group Hanwang, the first intimate friend culture and Strategic Development Forum of tourism industry jointly hosted by China Volkswagen Online and other units and the online essay writing meeting of intimate friend culture in Dahao Heshan scenic spot was held in Jiuzhen International Resort, Caidian District, Wuhan city. 3 yue 9 ri, The post of hosting the activity was topped on han.com and Chinese Volkswagen. At the beginning, I didn’t want to participate in this activity. I had concerns. Our current job is self-employed. We Family annual income is not high, earns in a year half is the annual spring, spring and summer of 3 months. I can’t go anywhere in these 3 months. We only slept for 6 hours every day, and we couldn’t take care of eating. There was no special person to cook on fire. We cooked with an electric cooker, and the same dish was put into the electric cooker to steam and eat. The beds that have been rested every night can’t be picked up immediately. In order to simply settle down between heaven and earth, the normal order of life is gone. It is normal for our people to do things normally. Of course, no matter how busy I am, even if I stop writing and the time of surfing the Internet is compressed and compressed, I insist on checking in, taking care of and reading new posts in the forum where I work as bamboos every day, replies. I read the PEN Club activity post on the day it was posted. If I participate in the activity, the organizer will ask me to go, will it add trouble to others if I can’t go?! However, as the moderator of han.com and Volkswagen, I focused on participating. I couldn’t go, so I just made it clear to the organizers. I replied to the post and explained that participation belongs to participation. It is best if the organizer doesn’t arrange me to go. If I am arranged to go, I can’t go. Actually, I really want to go in my heart. There are many teachers and friends in the literary circle and colleagues on the internet who have a rare chance to meet them. Once I was Guan Gong in Cao Ying and Han, I am at home, I flew to Jiuzhen Mountain with my fellow teachers and friends. I don’t have the ability of Li Bai to write “sleepwalking in the sky and singing to leave”. I can only write a poor work of “a bosom friend outside his hometown” without going to the scene of Jiuzhen mountain Pen meeting, the draft was finished on the paper on April 23th, and it was not sent to the Internet until June 22th, and the deadline for writing was April 26th, which had already been missed. It can be seen that the importance of survival to me cannot be compared with other things. However, no matter how hard the material life is, there are some things in spiritual life that I can’t give up and can’t get in place. Third, I did not leave the house, and I enjoyed the essays and photos of the PEN Club describing the culture of intimate friends on the Internet. I feel the same way. I am happy with everyone’s happiness and happiness. I in zhi yin gu li, great rivers visit division will be friends. I wandered in the picturesque and quiet Jiuzhen mountain romantically. I breathed the fresh air. I accepted the baptism of nature and felt much more elegant. During the day, I tasted Jiuzhen health soup with my teachers and friends in the health care Hall. At night, we sat by the bonfire and listened to Mr. Gu Weihuang, a writer and poet, reciting his poem “you are here, but I can’t find you. I was moved by the true feelings that Mr. Gu Weihuang missed his mother from another life. This is the charm of culture. If it weren’t for this activity, I didn’t know that the hometown of Zhiyin was Jiuzhen Mountain, Caidian District, Wuhan city. In the past, the amount of information given to me by the drama “mountains and rivers” and the Guqin Stage was too limited. This pen fair activity also solved a mystery of my 30 years: how to master the rhythm during the period of Zhong Ziqi. Developing tourism and making good use of cultural resources has already become an indisputable proposition, which can only be demonstrated from two aspects: how to make use of cultural resources and what kind of cultural resources to make use. The first intimate friend culture and Strategic Development Forum of tourism industry and the online essay writing meeting of intimate friend culture in Dahao River Mountain scenic spot is a successful example of developing tourism industry and playing cultural cards. On April 14th and April 16th, I received text messages from Mr. Gu Wei Huang han.com and China Volkswagen Online respectively: I invite you to be the judge of the first session of the cultural network Award of bosom friend in the Great Rivers and Mountains scenic spot. It is difficult to arrange my time and my strength is not qualified for the position of judge. This is Mr. Gu Weihuang’s trust in me and the call of bosom friend culture. I am glad to accept Mr. Gu Weihuang’s invitation. I studied every essay carefully. I worry level not high of course criticism biased, I will be selected of 3 Essays No Reply to post, I just to text the Valley not Mr. Huang. As a result, the two articles of grade award I selected were also the grade awards finally announced. I named 3 article in first article is famous, I didn’t know articles by famous writers not part of the competition. Fortunately, my selection has not been biased. Four all a beautiful story or a wonderful legend can enjoy and inspire beauty. Intimate friends need foundations or conditions. Yu Boya is a composer, and Zhong Ziqi has profound attainments in the aspect of melody. In my spare time, I cut down bamboos, Woods and so on to make all kinds of musical instruments. I practiced my skills diligently, and the music theory gradually reached the state of perfection. It was said that Zhong Ziqi’s father was the chief musician in the Palace of Chu State. Later he ran away with the maid-in-law and went back to his hometown Zhong Jiatai. In order to avoid chasing and killing, the whole family moved to the nearby Jixian village. All the people living in Jixian village were Xianyin. They lived a quiet seclusion life. Although there was no noise of chariots, horses and bamboos in their ears, the words and deeds of their parents gave Zhong Ziqi a special gift, zhong Ziqi has high musical skills and savvy. He also said that before Yu Boya met Zhong Ziqi, no one in the world could understand Yu Boya’s piano. Zhong Ziqi was the first and the only one who understood Yu Boya’s music. It can be seen that the high threshold of bosom friend cannot be reached by ordinary people. No wonder it is enough to have a bosom friend in life, and the world should be regarded with the same heart. Another condition of bosom friend is that both parties should be frank with each other. This is more important than the threshold of a bosom friend. I don’t believe that there is only Zhong Ziqi who can understand Yu Boya’s music in the world. Maybe some people are unwilling to say it even if they understand it. The player’s pop-up is obviously “high mountain and flowing water”, and the listener knows it clearly. However, the listener does not say that the player plays “high mountain and flowing water”. The player plays “mountains and rivers”. The listener says that the player plays “mountains and rivers”, while the player doesn’t want to be a bosom friend with the listener, saying that what the listener says is wrong. In the floating world, in the secular world, there are too many people who say something against their will for personal gain or for ulterior purposes, and there are almost no people who tell the truth. In this way, bosom friend is more likely to meet but not to seek. Zhong Ziqi was willing to be a Woodman of idle clouds and wild cranes. Maybe it was just a legend. Why did Zhong Ziqi die so coincidentally in the second year after seeing Yu Boya. He Xu, Zhong Ziqi was invited by Yu Boya and went out of the mountain to be an official. The Story maker thought this ending was not attractive enough, so he designed an ending of Zhong Ziqi’s death in the mountain forest, it makes people feel sad. The appeal of this ending is unique. In the floating world, no one is willing to be an idle and wild crane. In an Open era, those who have the ability, those who have no ability, and those who have great abilities, are originally small to show themselves out. Take myself as an example. I had intended to stay in the countryside for a lifetime, read poems and books, cultivate farmland, reproduce descendants and die in the countryside. However, the countryside was so poor and hard that I couldn’t stay. Secular people looked down upon me and said that I didn’t pass the exam. They pushed me behind me, I became a deserter and jumped out of the farm gate. After years of hard work, I became a commodity grain registered permanent residence and became an urban resident. It is rare for me to have the strength of the clock. It is a lie that we live in the secular world without the pursuit of fame and wealth or worldly things. It is impossible. However, we can only purify our souls with the concentration of Zhong Zi period, let us slow down and slow down on the road of pursuing fame and wealth, return to nature and reflect on ourselves, try to be indifferent and then indifferent, and the mentality is normal and normal, because we don’t have much energy to chase the shocking things. In the first intimate friend culture and Strategic Development Forum of tourism industry jointly hosted by Dahao Heshan Tourism Development Co., Ltd., Changjiang Daily Newspaper Group Hanwang, China Volkswagen Online and other units and the essay solicitation activity of intimate friend culture in Dahao Heshan scenic spot, we were rated as the best participating family by the organizing committee. We received 3 tickets [complimentary] for Jiuzhen Mountain scenic spot sent by Mr. Gu Weihuang in a letter. After finishing the busy time, my family and I went to visit the hometown of Zhiyin —— Jiuzhen Mountain scenic spot, Caidian District, Wuhan city. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Dark blue black velvet

The bright eyes dyed with ink stared at the Butterfly with broken wings on the black velvet, and the mood slowly unfolded suddenly became irritable and crazy; The roaring entanglement expanded rapidly. The twisted plain face, bitter pale, condenses into a steep iceberg, and the images of the past flood like the tide; Jumping and replaying the unbearable sun, moon and stars. The trembling heart was suffering in pain, and the cold curtain of fireworks burst out the bloody scene of black, white and red. She was dressed in white and dreamlike snow; Against the black velvet dyed with ink, she became more and more dazzling; Just like the waking spirit on the piano keys, which contrasted the perfection of both sides. Hold the sharp short blade with the right hand, and touch the blade with the left hand; It seems to whisper softly with it. Light as the cold and cold light like a sheep, it directly focuses on the gentle chivalrous spirit of the misty rain and the Swordsman heart which is always carried by itself. She stared at the cold shadow with blue faint and soul-catching, and the light in her eyes was remote, deep, bright and somewhat confused. The tight lips suddenly burst into a smile, which influenced the subsequent determination. The cold sharp blade inserted into the body fiercely, and the cold shiver killed the bright glitter of the holes. The bright red splashed on the black velvet wantonly smeared the body of the butterfly with broken wings as thin as wings. The red blood on the chest of the white-clad dreamy snow rapidly solidifies, magically sketching the Mandala in bud. However, the ink-dyed black velvet was a little purplish red, but it was like a bleak plain thin and easy-to-fold small flower. The butterfly with broken wings turned out to be motionless; There was a faint gasp. And who? Do you love the whole city? Die’s weak smile didn’t answer, and her bloody eyes shone with the light of firm determination of hope and longing. Slowly waking up the dreamy snow and stumbling, struggling to raise his arms and pull open the black velvet curtain; The sunshine instantly spread all over his heart. Touching the wound, I suddenly smiled comfortably and stumbled into the embrace of nature. Didn’t you commit suicide? No, no, no, no. She wanted to cut a bright and clear Green Channel exit bravely for her years of depressed entanglement, pain, depression and sadness, so as to let the deep red blood cover the vicissitudes of spiritual years, let the pain like split silk cover the despair of thought; Let the cut nerve stimulate the numb hope. Only when you hurt can you feel pain, and only when you feel pain can you be strong. The colorful tassels under the black velvet were crazy with ink color, and the helpless regret kissed the dark soul deeply. The free bird flew over the head, leaving a clear wailing. The lingering bamboo forest divides the steady and firm melancholy, containing some kind of power and hope that cannot be explained clearly. Waiting for the wandering sunset of life, spraying the curtain of blue imagination; I danced lightly under the cover of the night to make the stars and moon. The black velvet in the eyes reveals a touch of imaginary dark blue, as if the sky of Provence is far away. Who is suddenly enlightened in the vast sky? Who is the source of epiphany? The galloping emotion moistens the dry wasteland, and the magnanimous and natural romance moistens the dull years of life; True love and true love are our eternal attachment and beauty. Love is like songs and feelings, and what can be seen faintly is the intoxicating territory of the faint sunset by the sea. The dark blue black velvet made my incomparably chaotic and noisy mood calm down; Washed my restless heart…… 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…

Don’t have trouble with yourself

Life is alive, interpersonal friction, misunderstanding and even entanglement are inevitable. With a bag of hatred on his shoulder and a bag of hatred in his heart, life will only be like climbing a mountain with a heavy load. It will be difficult to step forward. At last, it will only block his own way, and he can’t live with himself. In ancient Greek mythology, there was a story about the hate bag. Hugelis was a mighty strongman who was always invincible and unrivaled. Therefore, he was so proud of his ambition and prosperity, the only regret is that I can’t find an opponent. One day when he was walking on a narrow mountain road, suddenly, he stumbled and nearly tripped. He fixed his eyes and saw that there was a bag lying under his feet, he kicked the bag violently, not only motionless, but also swelled up. Hugelis got angry, waved his fist and hit it fiercely, but it was still the same as before, and still expanded rapidly. Hugelis jumped like thunder, took a wooden stick and hit it constantly, but it hit bigger and bigger, and finally blocked the whole mountain road tightly. In desperation but helpless, huglis was so tired that he lay on the ground, breathless. After a while, a wise man came. Seeing this scene, he was confused. Huglis said sadly, “This thing is really hateful, and I can’t get through it deliberately, which blocked my way, the wise man smiled lightly and said calmly: friend, it is called hate bag. At the beginning, if you ignored it, or simply avoided it, it would not go against you, nor would it block your way……. In life, I often meet all kinds of people who stand in front of you with evil intentions, which makes you uncomfortable and blocked. If you want to fight with him, he will show more despicable and shameless, if you are exhausted by more vicious methods to deal with you, how can you have the power to do things and work? It might be better to walk around and be more carefree. For example, a colleague who has a background but has nothing to bear, is jealous of your talent, and always can’t get along with you everywhere. He hates to kill you and then hurry up, so he hurts you with words in front of you, calculating you behind your back and speaking ill of you in front of your leaders. Leaders should flatter people with backgrounds, and colleagues should be jealous of your talents, so you are in a dilemma, and you can only do your own job with humiliation, you have to think that at least no one can get rid of the salary given by the state, and no one has the ability to fire this job. You have to think that the leader is only blinded for a while. The jealousy of colleagues fully demonstrates my strong ability. Abandoned by your beloved lover, there is no need to commit suicide. There are parents, brothers and sisters, friends and classmates around you. These people are your most precious wealth. They will never abandon you. Lovers can choose again, parents should not changes. At least I still have my life. I can start over. The past is over. If you die, others will still live well with new objects, and they will not stop new pursuits and lives because of your death. At that time, the most painful thing is that you have worked so hard to raise your parents and relatives. It is not worthwhile to cherish your accidental life for an irrelevant person. You can’t have trouble with yourself because of others’ ruthlessness. This can only help others hurt yourself and make relatives hate them quickly. Therefore, you must weigh the results before doing things. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Love Train

Standing at the departure station, I felt so sad in my heart that my home was gone, so I picked up my luggage and set foot on the train to Beijing. The train roared and thoughts flew. Is this life. Where will the boat of life go in the future. The love you once had was there. You once said that you wanted me to be the most beautiful bride in your life. You were willing to grow old with me and join hands for a lifetime. Why is the oath still floating, and everything is wrong. The soft love words haven’t been recollected enough, so you and I will break away. I am waiting in my heart, waiting to embrace the love I once loved! I looked up at the bustling crowd and thought of my love for you and you. My heart sighed with infinite emotion. Sitting on this sad train, my heart was full of sorrow! Why do you and I become strangers today? Is it true that God has doomed us to have no fate! Sitting on this sad train, there are thousands of words in my heart that cannot be expressed. Why do people with love suffer such deep harm in the end? Do you understand my mood? The train leaves, my tears flow down, you are my love, let me love the person for life! Maybe it was because of the cold that my head was giddy. The man next door kindly reminded me to cover my clothes. I thanked him with gratitude. We had a long talk. It turns out that we belong to the same city. I have been familiar with it for a long time, and I know that there are people connected with the disease! We can deeply understand the feeling of being a fallen person in the end of the world. His wife left unexpectedly in a car accident! Hit by this, he lost the hope of life. Without the pillar of life, what is the meaning of living. Maybe leaving a sad home is the best choice, so as not to see things and think about people, tears and wet clothes! Flat growth is so big, the first time I saw a man crying in front of me, my heart became so soft! We left phone numbers for each other. Standing at Beijing West Railway Station with luggage, I don’t know anything. He came to help me kindly and took me to the north gate of the station, where there was a sister waiting for me. After getting on the bus, wave goodbye to him! Accompanied by my sister, I visited the Imperial Palace, Temple of Heaven, Taoranting Park and other places in Beijing. The sadness gradually faded when I came! His text message came. I’m in Tiananmen Square. What are you doing? Habits? I’m going back tomorrow, or you can go back too! I replied gently. I’m fine. Don’t worry. You go first. I’ll stay for a few more days. After staying in Beijing for a month, the pain in my heart gradually dissipated! Life goes on. I took the train to my hometown. I received a call from him on Sunday and asked me to go to Qinling for an outing. I hesitated and agreed. Anyway, a person is also idle. In Qinling Mountains, we rode motorcycles and galloped freely. The chill of early winter hasn’t dispersed yet, only a few bright yellow winter jasmine flowers are opening tenaciously. In the farmhouse, we ate wild game in the mountains and told each other’s plans. The plain days passed like water. Two scarred hearts are slowly approaching. I don’t know where my future lies? But his phone calls and text messages were uninterrupted. In the gloomy days of my heart, those care activated my heart. I cheered up and started to work hard. Only in the night can I toss and turn, thinking nonsense. In Wushan scenic spot, we stepped up the stream, and the withered trees sprouted new buds. Along the way, he kept telling me allusions one after another. The profound knowledge made me feel ashamed as a teacher. The Peach Blossom was in full bloom and the colorful butterfly danced lightly, wandering in the fragrant sea of flowers. I was intoxicated. Suddenly, he hugged me tightly. It was just a few seconds. I blushed and stared at him severely. Scared, he quickly loosened his hand. I am used to his care and concern. He was used to losing his temper, and he didn’t argue with me every time. When I was angry, he said quietly, eat more and don’t be hungry. How many times did he send me to school, how many times did he send me medicine, how many times did he clean up my house and nail the thick door curtain in the cold little room, I bought thermal appliances and put them in my house. At the auto show, I was sitting on a new car and fondle admiringly. At that time, I almost got my driver’s license. He bought me a car on the spot without saying anything. Without any hesitation, he took his friend and sent the new car to our unit. He left with his friend by taxi. When I was having appendicitis surgery, I just came out of the operating room. He saw that I had already burst into tears, and his love for me had already been engraved into my heart. He hurt many women’s hearts for me. These I know all. On that Christmas night, he took me to the bank and looked at the fire trees and silver flowers in the street. Suddenly he said, “Marry me! At that moment, I had already burst into tears. Yes, I want to marry you! Don’t want your diamond ring, I just want you to have a kind and kind heart. But during the one-year relationship, you are really such a good man! A good man has a safe life. I will marry you and be your most beautiful bride! Thinking of the past, I was heartbroken for that man who was not worthy of love. Now, I am mature, and I know that you are my true son! I will be your favorite little bride and make you happy forever! Thank you for that fate train, let me meet you, a wonderful man! I want to tell you that I am really happy with the days I spent with you. You made me forget my grief and raise my life sail again! Let this love accompany us! I don’t want you to have a good family wealth or a good life every day, as long as we are happy together! What is love? Love is tolerance, is willing to pay, love is the kind of sweet with the beloved, it is better than money! My love finally came again! Dear, I would like to be your bride, smiling on our faces, holding hands tightly together, a meteor across the sky, witnessing the miracle of our love! 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…

Waiting for a year, just waiting for the spring blossoms

In this winter, I condense your name into silent snow and keep it in permanent memory. Even if spring is coming, I can’t take away the flowers in my dream. The brilliance of me alone is only blooming for one soul. I have traveled through countless cities, seen countless brilliant fireworks, and chased each other’s warmth in the sky, just like the stubborn happy track of you and me. It’s just flying or falling. Sometimes, those tiny falling sparks turn into silent desolation. I stood in the high cloud head and saw tears falling like stars. No matter how gorgeous it is, there will be a moment of ending, isn’t it? I just saw pieces of love turning into old fragments and falling down in the empty mean. Those sleepless past are the eternal Crystal in your eyes. We, holding the whole winter, the lines of our palms are curved into mountains and endless. Just meditation on God’s prayer, calm as water. May our flowers bloom in spring and never fade. Just like your eyes, even though time flies, I still don’t want to give up that piece of clear cloud and water. My whole life is clean and flawless, full of my thoughts. Cloud flowers rise and fall, seasons rotate and cycle. Like the singing of a baby, ah ah haunts my ears. Gather stars into my eyes and look at where you come from, just like waiting for a lush pine. You are full of my mind, green and shady, and unwilling to wither. As for love, the child who only knows silence and watch is the hardest gardener. I don’t know if you will be picked by others after you grow into the most beautiful spring. The woman holding the moon wishing was full of melancholy. I just watched your intersection tightly and didn’t let anyone pass. The figure curling up, only my lonely eyes, open into bright stars, scattered all over your sky. I imagine that under the cold glacier, your sleeping body is still straight and straight. Snowflakes bloom all over your arms and grow along the transparent veins. You are going to climb up my long hair. I know that as long as you climb my affectionate eyelashes, no matter how high the mountain is, you can go all the way to sing. Dear, if you meet a man washing his life by the river, please don’t mistake me. Remember that I have star-like eyes, which only contain your clean white clothes. Remember my flowery palm prints, and I only engraved your name all my life. As long as you walk over gently, kiss my brows and hold my fingertips, time and space will linger and rotate, time is trance, time goes back, we will be in the place where we once loved each other, stay together forever, never leave. Do you remember it? If it is still vague, then, raise your clear ears, listen, listen, my whispers, call your name into a beautiful flower. There is a snow-white horse waiting for your love to wake up. As long as you open your eyes, it will carry you and run towards me. I heard the footsteps of spring. Waiting for a year, just for the spring. 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…

The last shallow injury in April

I will continue to stay with this city in another way 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…

Soul mate

One kind of love can only be soul mate. Thousands of miles away, an invisible thread leads our heart to express our love. We hate meeting late, maybe it is the mistake of previous life, which makes us gather together and depend on each other. Every meeting is the burning of happy time, which is so excited and excited. Love and joy again and again make us have each other deeply. I hate that time flies too fast. Unconsciously, it’s time to break up and tears streaming down my face again. Hold your hands, don’t want to break up. Leaving is painful, and it also earns enough tears for you. You said we were each other’s soul mates. What you said is too classic, yes, the eternity of the soul. Whenever I relax the pace of work, I will miss you, thinking that your heart has never stopped, I want to know what you are doing now, I want to know if you think about me. I miss you not because of loneliness, but because I miss you, I will become more lonely. Just like now, I sat in front of the computer in front of the window, turning my thoughts into a combination of words. I miss you, do you also let me stop in your heart at this time? I like to sit quietly in front of the window in the middle of the night, and miss you so quietly. In every plain night, I miss you so quietly, because I think of you, such a Night will become beautiful but also a little melancholy. The day of missing is very sad, every minute is like a year; However, the day of missing is also very full, and life is more lively and meaningful with you in your heart. Love is happy rather than regret; Love is beautiful rather than hurt; Once owned is the beauty of life. The soul partner and eternal pursuit, do you feel a little helpless and lost? I don’t know. Whether you can hear my heartbeats thousands of miles away is the notes flowing in my thoughts and the combination of my sorrowful sorrowful sorrowful sorrowful sorrowful sorrowful sorrowful sorrowful sorrowful sorrowful sorrowful sorrowful sorrowful. I really want to bring my dream to your side from thousands of miles away. I have you in my dream, and I am in your dream. Reluctant sentimentally attached, you can still feel tender when you dream back at midnight. However, after all, our world is not only love; In the long steps of time, we still have more love for colorful. There is a kind of true love that can calmly forget about frustration. You can silently love, understand and fill your heart with blessings to each other. I have tried many times to give you up from my heart, but I found that in such a day, my thoughts were blank, and only a burst of heartbreaking did I find that I still had breath. Without each other, we all feel that life is meaningless; There is no wonderful movement in life, and only infinite sadness is smelt in the air. Such a day should not continue. We would rather not walk on the red carpet than be eternal soul mates. You said that you could take a vacation tomorrow, but my new factory has just started. Sometimes when I am busy with a lot of things, I take care of one thing and lose another. I also want to fly to see you, but I can’t put this bread, and I want to make it bigger. This is helplessness, who let you say that we are soul partners. At this moment, the inexplicable melancholy permeated with wisps of sadness, and the thick came together, which exactly matched the different taste in my heart. Yes, life is too realistic, and soul is very painful. 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…

Tears, just because I miss you

Where is my marriage? I shed tears, not because I lost confidence in life, but because I lost confidence in love. Since I graduated from junior high school, I wanted to form a family with the people I love. I grew up in the oath of love, but time missed the time and let me leave my hometown. I have been living by myself for so many years. I want to have a home of my own. I have participated in dating activities organized by the Internet platform, but how did I get there and how did I come back? I never thought that I offended men and let me bear such an unpleasant life in the world. So, I cried after I came back. Because, I found that the staff in the platform put me into the ranks of older youth. I don’t admit that I lost my youth. How could I get to today. I can only sigh the bad fate. Many times I wonder why I can’t get the love of men; Why the world of men is so far away from I am; Why am I worse than other girls? I kept asking? I really want to know what’s wrong with my marriage? I just want to have a home of my own. Just like: I want to have a home and a small place sung in the song of Pan Meichen. When I am frightened, I will think of it. I was born in a rural area with three elder sisters and one younger brother, ranking four. After graduating from high school, I worked in a factory near my hometown. I know that being good on campus will not be blown by the wind or rain. Therefore, I want to go back to school again. It is just an accidental opportunity that makes me leave my hometown. One spring ten years ago, I came to Weihai, a coastal city, and asked for help from relatives. I went to the restaurant of Weihai company as a waiter. The salary was not much, but there was a place to eat, there is a dormitory to live in, which is very contented for migrant migrant workers. When I was at work, I saw a guest who wanted me to keep a modern family life newspaper in his hand. I picked it up and looked at it, and found that the words above attracted my attention, and take it back to the dormitory to read well. I found from the newspaper that the words published on it were all about life, which not only aroused people’s confession, but also could be understood by everyone, I also know the author’s mood when writing. After reading the newspaper, I had been thinking about a question. I could also write the words written by others. At this time, I heard another voice of travellers on the radio. It resonates with all roommates. I began to make up my mind to write in my spare time. I remembered that the first essay I wrote was a yearning for thousands of miles in the moon, which was broadcast on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, giving people an atmosphere of family reunion. My roommate heard it and said approvingly, “you can write an article, so do I. The article of one of my roommates was broadcast on the radio station immediately. I don’t know how to write a composition. I have to write a letter to my mother and write a draft. The written text should be played out in the radio station. At that time, I just tried the words written by the idea, because the moon and thousands of miles of yearning were published on the radio. I had the initial desire to engage in writing, and I began to study hard the basic knowledge of writing. Time was like running water. Several years of working life gave me a lot of social experience. He gave me many literary figures and events. Then I had the dream of writing long novels. I have my own chopsticks now and then, thanks to an idea at that time, otherwise I would really be a migrant girl in the working group. I can’t write words. Now, although I have won an honor for my villagers, I also want to use the keyboard to knock out a new chapter in my life. But when I think of marriage, I will still cry. Because, I know I missed the flower season, the best age to choose a wedding. I don’t know where to go in the future. I only hope that one day my partner will meet me without appointment. I cry because I miss you…… 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…

ersifa decal letter

As the saying goes, twenty-four times of flower trade is said to be led by plum blossom and ended by cambodian flower. What can be seen now is a few young cherry blossoms, several times of cold rain and drizzling, which are densely opened and complicated. However, it was more trivial and lack of aura, just like the attack in A Dream of Red Mansions, which was gentle and smooth in vain and ended up with no chance for the Childe. No good name can be found in the twelve hairpins, and it is difficult to find the Wizard of Oz in the secondary books. With this layer of thoughts, I am tired of birds and flowers, and I am really tired of seeing them. It rained continuously for several days. Passing by the flower path, cherry blossoms fell on the ground, which was tiny and ethereal. It changed to be dull and dull, which inadvertently hindered the sight. Like a long love poem, born beside the Yi people’s clothes. It turns out that cherry blossoms do not bloom but fade as beauty. Youth is more like thick cocoons that bind brilliance to her, and the moment of falling is the moment of feather turning into butterfly. Therefore, in a sad place, you were broken, and she practiced completely. The fall in the realm becomes a part of the gift of this season. I began to try to respect the belief that Sakura would bloom more brightly in rotten flesh. No matter whether she was bloodthirsty or symbolizing death in the legend, at least I would like to believe that she has some power of human nature, for example, calm, brave, losing these, how did she blossom a passionate blood into a tree, how did she turn a tree into a barren land. Cherry blossoms are born in sorrow, and in the sorrow complex of the nation with us. The history of the island country is the memory paved by Sakura, which is filled with noise, loneliness, calmness, fanaticism, loyalty and determination. In the instigation declaration of the main fighters, Sakura acted as a devout follower of militarism to whitewash nothingness; In the short and deformed war love between the Chinese and American soldiers and the left-behind women in Japan in World War II, she was also a qingniao. How many helpless, how many true feelings and false meanings. Only today, as ordinary as you and I can see her today, can Cherry Blossom truly have its own life without lines and plot design. The sigh of a tree full of flowers cannot match the frown of the season. After the flowering period, the story of ups and downs passed away in silence. You can’t find any trace of happiness and sadness. If every butterfly is the ghost of a flower, as Zhang Ailing’s dangerous metaphor suggests, come back to find herself, where is the butterfly belonging to cherry blossom? Maybe Luoying itself is a butterfly. She rehearsed her own death and finished her self-redemption. She didn’t leave a curse of deep resentment, nor was she reluctant to let go. Cherry blossoms have no fragrance, so there is no fetter in and out. There is no need to make any effort to stay in the corner of the fragrance. She has made the defect perfect, because there is no item, she stands out from the floating flowers and waves that are posing, only by eliminating the indifference and ridicule between the eyebrows and eyes with fearlessness, what fragrance is like cinnamon, what fragrance is like orchid, all don’t want, leaving you seemingly defects, leaving the season is a free and easy. It is a nonsense that you don’t know how to live when it comes to the flower affair. There is no end of time. How can the flower affair end? What grows old is only the mood and enthusiasm, and what is tired is only the spirit. The mood is full of tea, and the 24th flower letter is enough; The mood is nirvana, and the flower is reborn. One thought of Heaven, one thought of hell. With the remaining temperature of the season, the long waiting for the 24th flower letter again. If you give up about time, you will not be controlled by time. Will the next encounter be oleander or Yumeiren? Guessing. Maybe it is like the love poem left by the fallen sakura: how much love is left in the world, facing the heavy waves of the floating world, meeting and knowing each other with lovers, don’t ask whether it is a robbery or a fate. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…