Of the night small window

Night, dispelling the midday heat, I felt a little cool. Looking from the small window, I could only see a corner of clear sky. The moon broke through the clouds in the sky, revealing a golden smile. There is a bright moon in the sky and thousands of lamps on the ground. How many touching stories of happiness or sadness are there behind the thousands of lamps? When I was in middle school, I went home from night learning every day, rode a bicycle and drove home desperately, which could completely achieve the state of integrating people and cars. I hope to see the warm light in my small window and my mother’s gentle smiling face. With the sound of criticism, fear was thrown out of the door, and then called mom happily. I’m back! The light kissed the whole body. Two smiling faces in the room. The bright moon attracts thousands of people’s attention, and I only love the universal home lights with firewood, rice, oil and salt. In silence, I overlook from the window and guess the colorful life after various colors of lights. The seemingly faint light yellow lights also strongly attract the thoughts of many people who want to return. Whether the person in front of the window is sitting alone like me, borrow this corner of the small window to watch the stars and read the thousands of lights. Or burning a cigarette and holding a cup of fragrant tea, my mind went to visit another lonely soul with the rising smoke. He or she in the remote small window becomes mysterious and beautiful due to distance. Behind him and her, the constantly flashing TV pictures may be a moment of noise created by people who are unwilling to be lonely! The flexible fingers drive the keyboard and the crackling stimulation eardrum remind him or her of the existence of life. Under the lamp, the babies’ babies’ arms were open to share the happiness of family with their young parents; The industrious parents brought fragrant hot milk to accompany the students who read at night with the lamp; The quiet and kind old man leaned on the rocking chair, shaking the cattail fan and recalling the most romantic things when I was young with a smile ……. the countless pictures stored in front of the window at night will become a beautiful scenery that anyone accidentally noticed? 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…