Dream of yu yi

The rain was gentle and quiet, and the dry mountain streams and ravines were singing again. The pale pine needles and willow leaves were made up of bright green. The spring is full, and the spring rain is timely, just like a string of music and music. In the ever-changing rain, the feeling and scene seem to reveal a trace of love, moistening my heart. Spring rain is soft, Summer Rain is crazy, autumn rain is bleak, winter rain is bleak. Although the rain varies in four seasons, the color of the rain is the same, and the sound of the rain is the same. However, in my heart, I still prefer more soft spring rain, which is hazy, covered with mountain gauze, with rain flowers drifting and fragrant cheeks. Kiss lightly with tears, wet your clothes, honey wine with rain, drunk and dreamy soul. Fantastic rain, fantastic rain, direct teaching people daydream. When it was raining in the deep alley, I leaned against the window and counted the flower umbrellas, thinking about whether Dai Wangshu, the beauty under the umbrella in the Rain Alley, had passed through the space-time tunnel at this moment, and left a moment to look back before the window again. The girl who looks like peach blossom under the umbrella and smiles like a crescent moon must have been here. The wind is soft and the rain is soaked in pear flowers, and the fallen flowers come into my arms in a colorful way. In the winding mountain with fragrant wind, the thick plum flowers, the Ding flowers and the wild pear flowers leap into my eyes, and the graceful Phantom, the charming and affectionate flower soul, the charming beauty, the intoxicating love, and the confusion, like a fairy falling in front of my eyes, the curtain of drizzle, the end of the British brocade, dream of this time. Drizzle, breeze, hazy night, beads falling down, silver plate disturbing the dream. In The Rain Lane with the fragrance of pear flowers, the silky breeze sneaked into the lintel and whispered softly to the ears. The sound of spring rain, the rain lingering, through the window lattice, little raindrops fell tears, is it not the long-separated lovesickness tears, come back to the cottage again? Or in my heart, I didn’t forget the feeling of sheltering from the rain and pear flowers? Unconsciously, the rain knocked on my heart. I couldn’t help recalling the past and met again in May. I remembered that during the rainy season that year, my friend and I sat in the pavilion on the lake. I was surprised that no one even lured South Holland to move north to come to Crescent Lake in my hometown. Yu mu lotus bathing Mei, Handan Phantom play visitors. At that moment, I was obsessed with each other. The rainy scenery in my hometown was as beautiful as that in Jiangnan. It was also from then on that I made an appointment with Yueya Lake during the rainy season every year, and I would take a bath with my soul. I remember that year was also in May, and I also traveled around the mountains, with clear water and blue sky lined with pear flowers. The rain fell quietly, and there was no clouds in the clear sky of thousands of miles. The Fairy thought of fan and shed tears. The astronomical phenomena without signs of rain quietly rained without authorization. This funny rain really made people happy. At that time, I lived with you to hide from the rain and pear flowers. The rain was the medium, and the flowers were the evidence. The rain is flickering, gently kissing the shy face; The rain knocks on the pear flower, which is fragrant and crisp. The ethereal is clear through the rain, which is different from the taste. The soft rain of pear flowers makes people wish for it. People in sihuaiyi often don’t sleep, and a drop of rain is like a whisper of two swallows. There is a lot of rainfall in spring in the mountainous area of xiaoxing’an mountains. There was once a time when Nancha and Nancha were ten days and nine times, and they would be more than one day. In the small Khingan Mountains at that time, in the heyday of beating roe deer with sticks and scooping fish, pheasants flew into the soup pot, however, there is an inexhaustible wealth. The older generation went through northeast China, developed forest areas, and benefited my hometown without complaint or regret. That dreamy story was faintly circling around my ears. However, in the 1970 s, excessive logging of trees led to the shortage of forests and the imbalance of rainwater in a few years. Especially in the small town where I lived, the disaster brought by man-made destruction gradually emerged. The dust covered the sky and the water dried up. A decadent scene emerged in front of the world. At the beginning of this century, Xiaoxinganling forest region adopted a series of natural forest protection policies, made great efforts and achieved initial results. It rains frequently this spring, with beautiful mountains and rivers, green leaves and clear water. After the rain of the town, a new look, buds makeup, stream water song. The charming hometown River attracts the feelings of all rivers to your heart; The simple town enjoys the blessed welfare happily. I think a new story will be added soon. 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…

Examine and call with the soul

I remember a story about an old abbot who got up on time ten minutes before the morning bell rang every day and called his name on Gao Gang in front of the temple, which has been the case for many years. A little monk felt very strange, so he asked: Master, why do you always call yourself? Is there any mystery? The old Abbot smiled a little: I dream every night, travel around the world, and the gods are wandering for thousands of miles. I often can’t restrain myself. When I wake up, I also have mixed thoughts. Of course, I have to call myself, or I will be lost, I will never find myself again! Therefore, little Shammy had an epiphany. In our real life, many people will lose themselves inadvertently. While calling oneself is a way to awaken and strengthen oneself. Calling oneself is actually self-filtering and reflection. To discover one’s existence through calling, to clarify the coordinates of one’s position and to determine one’s own value, thus achieving self-knowledge. To call yourself, you should start from your coordinate position, judge who you are and where you will go, examine your advantages and disadvantages, and evaluate your identification ability, measure your information resource reserves and wash away the dust and shadow in your mind. Yes, listen to the call of the heart. It is a model for you to stand still when others are pointing fingers. Others’ criticism and criticism will only better reflect your courage and measurement! As long as you have a clear conscience, you will walk steadily. In the present world of Mencius, the domineering spirit of giving up his own is to show his personality under his mind. When you are not familiar with the situation, ask more questions, just like entering the mountain to ask firewood, entering the water to ask fishing, is the best way to find a shortcut; I abandoned the unrestrained and unrestrained, abandoned the facial cleanser, abandoned wandering, abandoned new clothes, addicted to Jane Eyre, Pride and Prejudice, women’s paradise in an unknown corner, I built a heart beauty center for myself, which is not luxurious but very practical. To be more confident, compared with the previous soul full of fallen leaves and dirt, I have been thoroughly remoulded. Very happy. In the face of slander, Bernard Shaw told me: they scolded, what to scold, let them scold! Faced with failure, Hemingway said: life is not for being defeated. Facing the insult, Daisy asked me to use my hair to vent my sorrow and close the gate of tears tightly. My every day is full and sunny. After work, I didn’t spend time with others or go to OK Hall for entertainment. Instead of indulging in the dance melody, he opened his blog and wrote his own voice day and night, his bitterness, his longing and some social phenomena observed in his eyes. Thinking about all kinds of sufferings and misfortunes in life, looking forward to the future and hope. I used my gradually mature eyes to examine my life, myself, my life and destiny, and wrote down hundreds of thousands of words of struggle with painstaking efforts, simply and truly record your loneliness and exploration in the world of literature, expressing your pursuit and expectation for a happy life and your yearning and blessing for the future. The sentences, lines and articles recorded here are the call from the bottom of my heart and the cry from the bottom of my heart. How eager I am to become a great writer, eulogize the light, progress and happiness of human beings with my own dexterous strokes, and lash the ferocious and evil of villains and rioters; When I die, the work is still alive, living in people’s hearts. How eager I am to grow up and become a famous singer, to dispel all the dark clouds and turbid air in the world with my sweet voice, and to let the golden sunshine spread all over the world; How eager I am to be with the people I love, fly with wings and enjoy the happiness of the world; Rich life, colorful life, vast world and colorful nature, in order to avoid forgetting, it is like painting, preparing a sketchbook, you can write down every bit of things around you at any time and gather your armpits into fur coat, which will not be difficult to cook without rice. At the same time, your vision of observing life will be more acute and sharp. When we suddenly encounter similar scenes and similar emotions at a certain moment, we may find the organ to awaken our deep memory from the treasure of life. When one day, I have no intention to open similar old photos and look at yesterday with today’s maturity. I am sure to get a lot of new insights from them. When we record it with notes, it becomes a beautiful article. Music is the accumulation of emotions. Every wonderful melody has countless beautiful emotions, which remind us of countless wonderful moments. Therefore, when the melody of “childhood” rings in our ears, we will think of childhood fun, rubber band jumping with classmates and childhood happiness; when “you at the same table” was sung, what moved the audience was exactly a wonderful memory that they once had in their deep memories; I think of drawing 38 lines on the table with my classmates, and the scene of picking muskmelon in the field with my classmates. When the sobbing melody of “Two Springs reflecting the Moon” flows out, those sadness sleeping deep in our souls will resonate with each other. I will think of those who have passed away, the unhappiness of getting along with others, how to get along better with others in the future, and present my best side in front of others. Writing can only stir the music strings of readers’ happiness, anger, sadness and joy with their true feelings, so this kind of imaginary article can really touch people. I am very busy every day, but every minute of my life has rhythm and rhythm, just like music, high and low. The time of life contributes to the rhythm of my life, no matter how fast or slow, sadness or joy, life must be very good as long as you have the feeling of the moment. Everyone is just a piece of music. The most important thing to see how you play is to find your inner call. One must pursue the soul and treat everyone with sincerity. Only when we go to our own spiritual world can we experience the beauty between people. The function of any religion is to let people return to their own spiritual world. People with Hearts will make intimate friends and get true admiration from many people in the society. He will treat everyone wholeheartedly and kindly, which is called Bodhisattva heart in Buddhism. The concept of Bodhisattva is to transform into various roles and serve others. We can serve as a wife, a woman, a leader of a department, a parent, and constantly changing roles. When you go to the post to instruct people how to do their work more carefully, you are the person in charge of the post. When you see a group of sisters, my identity is friend, It is the role of mother in front of children. If a man can be a person before death, he can say that I am tired like a Western philosopher, and I want to sleep, then I will not be afraid of death or anything. Great men and people who do good things in the world die peacefully. Seeing my father left peacefully like this, at that moment, I felt that death had freed everything like this, and death was also so beautiful. Therefore, death is not as horrible as before. Is years? Take away all the familiar things around me in a hurry. First I took my colleague who worked with me, then my relatives, and then my father. A drizzle drifted towards the scorched earth. I bathed myself in the rain, which blurred my sight, youth and track. The figures of my friends and relatives who passed away also became confused in the rain. I listened to the rain quietly, and the deep heart of my heart gradually resonated with a call through time and space. It sounded kindly, the rain dropped to the ground and melted into rain. Thousands of flowers are blossomed, making the world spring everywhere. Every day you live, you have to live a good life, which is also the expectation of the immortal to me. Why should we sink into the past? Remove the shackles of the soul and give the soul a warm green holiday. Turn off the computer and refuse all the visitors. I want to embrace life happily. Happy to go to the Park to face the green trees and grass, and dance a happy dance. Let the fragrance of trees and grass smear every mark of the soul; Tired, you can roll on the bed, the sunshine shines on the bed, and you can also let yourself bathe in the fragrance of sunshine. At dusk, I walked towards the riverbank, and the lights were warm and rippling at the beginning, A breeze is a kind of smile; When you are lucky, you will encounter a kind of beautiful love at the corner of life: the old wife goes happily together, the fading back was fixed into a miniature of true love in my pupil…… It turns out that my life can be so beautiful. When my eyes are clear, I will see the sunshine wiping away the blue sky, which makes me find the flock of pigeons. They are a group of messengers of peace, sending warm messages to the whole world. Seeing the beautiful picture scroll of nature, I will feel happy and beautiful, as perfect as the paradise of soul. So I stepped on the street with light steps, getting close to the happy life, no matter whether I walked into the shade or on the road of music. 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…

Similar light sorrow

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…

The miss distance

I haven’t seen you for a long time. Just calculate the distance that is hard to miss. I also believe that the distance can’t change the tacit understanding between me and you, but I still can’t calm down. Miss you. Your greeting is my warm reason. Miss you. It’s useless to be obedient and run out of the distance. Missing is very heavy “missing distance” I always thought that there would be no distance to miss. In the vast sea of people, in the vast space and time, I can think of anyone at any time and any place, no matter whether that person is very important or irrelevant, no matter that person is missing you or has forgotten your appearance, but hearing this song unintentionally touches a string deep in the heart. Some missing not only has distance, and it is a distance that cannot be crossed! During the Spring Festival in 2012, I didn’t go home. This was the first time in my memory that I didn’t go home for the Spring Festival. I stayed with my younger sister in a small room in other places, watching TV, making dumplings, but didn’t have New Year’s Eve dinner. The older you grow, the less atmosphere you have for the new year. You can’t even feel the atmosphere for the new year in other places. Think about it carefully. This is actually the second time for us to celebrate the new year together, but last time we followed our uncle and this time we were the only two of us! In fact, I am found many reasons for myself not to go home. Although I also miss my relatives, I haven’t been back since I left home last spring festival. I haven’t seen those I love for a long time, however, I would rather maintain this kind of missing. Since I was a child, I yearned for the distance. Although the resentment at that time had already disappeared after the waste of time, those wounds were still deeply and shallow deposited in my heart, and I didn’t want to touch them, I dare not touch it! After so long time and so many experiences, it is proved that all quietness and warmth can only be maintained by the distance between time and space, and only in missing can it be full of beauty. On the night of New Year’s Eve, I stayed with my sister from the previous year to the next year, and then chatted in the quilt. I didn’t know why I talked to her about the phone calls of the previous few days, the phone that was broken later but made me cry all night in my dream, the phone that I said I would not mention to anyone again, and then I remembered the black and white words that I thought I had forgotten, I remembered the past that I no longer cared about, the grievances, the wounds and the memories came all over the world until I could understand their original intention, but I couldn’t accept such a good way for me, I am just a sentimental little girl who is eager for warmth, expectation, encouragement and support, rather than questioning and denying From the beginning! Or, only in the distance of missing can we never encounter such sharp pain again. Missing is not obedient, running out/distance is useless, missing is very heavy. For a long time, I could not help thinking of the person in my memory. Even though it was thousands of miles away, the missing was heavily embedded in my heart. However, a few short characters declared that everything in the past was so insignificant. Maybe that person’s monologue was really just a joke to another person! But why, when everything is clear, what is more in my heart is clear? Is it because in such a long time, my persistence, My Miss and my stubbornness are all so humble? Perhaps, from then on, it is true that they are all over the world! However, however, as I once said, some people’s life will always subvert the original plain and peaceful because they meet some people, just like me, because I met such a person in the most beautiful years, and there were so many variables and more wonderful things in my life. Then, no matter what the result is, go forward bravely. Those memories treasured in the years will also show another beauty. Perhaps, the most beautiful thing is the missing from the coat, the proper distance and the proper missing! 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…

It turns out that happiness is like this

Preface: Happiness is a changeable garment, a thousand-faced girl, an invisible person and a chameleon. Maybe it is always around you, but you haven’t found its existence, therefore, I missed it again and again, unconsciously, but pursued it hard. Where is happiness? 1. Young I, ears, and always think mother nagging, dad strict, but one day they all leave me, did I find that happiness is that 2. I didn’t understand love in the flower season. When he shyly handed me a pack of salted duck eggs and said that it was pickled by my mother, I looked blank. Hehe, how silly the I am at that time, it turns out that happiness can also be like that 3. I was so ignorant that I entered the besieged city of marriage. I was pregnant in October and gave birth to a baby by caesarean section. When I woke up after the operation, my sister told me that I was in the operating room and my husband was outside, smoking one after another, olympic. Happiness can also be like this 4. In the morning, the baby woke up from a dream, hugged my neck, and said with a tender voice, “Mom, I love you so much. Oh, it turns out that happiness is like this. 5. When my daughter was not there that day, she peeked at his composition and found that she knew my love so much. Tears flow down. Oh, it turns out that happiness is like this. 6, the grape vines planted by myself are full of green fruits, which are not ripe yet. According to the joy in my heart, I picked one and put it into my mouth to taste the astringent fragrance carefully, it turns out that happiness is such a thousand kinds of happiness, which cannot be described one by one. Yes, happiness is like this. It is not ostentatious or far away. Maybe it is around, but you didn’t care about Shu Jian Canhe Yao Qin Suxin QQ1246502735 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…