Distance, heart War

The fish said to the water: I am very lonely, because I can only stay in the water. Water said to fish: I know, because your loneliness is in my heart. ——- Inscription seeing these sentences, I thought of distance. Fish and water are originally intimate, but there seems to be an invisible distance between them. However, this distance makes the fish lonely, and the water puts the loneliness of the fish in its heart, so it can only look at each other. I suddenly remembered that song “the farthest distance in the world”. It’s not life, not death, but when I stand in front of you, you don’t know I love you. Even if you know that I love you, you still pretend not to know, this is the farthest distance in the world. Distance has become the pain of heart. Be careful of the two people who have no bad feelings, suddenly they become speechless, and when they don’t want to talk any more, the distance has grown quietly. Maybe it comes from the tiredness or boredom of one side, maybe it comes from the tiredness of both sides, and this tiredness is absolutely heart tiredness. Only when one’s heart is tired, he no longer wants to say insincere words, nor does he want to pour out his heart to a person who is indifferent to himself. Only under the circumstance of resonance can people be moved, understand and tolerate, otherwise, moving without communication is just empty talk. Just like those couples who won’t be moved any more, and also like lovers who love each other until the end. The distance of growing up quietly opened each other’s hearts, and also provided opportunities for contradictions. Long Run, distance flooding heart war. I remember reading a cartoon. On a big bed, there were a couple of men and women lying on their sides, but they all left their backs to each other, with a blank space in the middle and a distance. Is breathing healthier? Of course not. The couple have become strangers. The tangible distance on the bed has ruthlessly torn off the harmony and warmth between each other. In the love-free marriage, how many men and women who bear such a painful love have to have the same bed and dream because of the secular vision and face, and have to maintain the love-free marriage for the children. Love has gone far, love has gone far. The expanded strangeness collapsed the concord of the family; The indifferent contest made the distance expand silently, which made the sorrow of the heart. In fact, friends and classmates do not occasionally face the injury of distance. Maybe I thought that being too familiar would hurt the other’s self-esteem unintentionally. Since then, rejection and estrangement have gradually become familiar strangers. Distance, once friends, classmates and colleagues emerge, they will no longer be moved as before. Distance, sometimes also quietly bloom in disharmonious families. It is often seen that many children would not hesitate to fight against the court or even fight against each other in order to fight for some property left by the old. Blood ties and family ties all vanished at that moment. The desire for money in their brains made them turn against each other at all. Every time I see these, I always think: what can I do if I don’t have them, and what can I do if I have more things outside of my body? Most of the time, is family affection compared or replaced by material! Between family members, the distance should be reduced to invisible, then the pain of heart will not appear. When there is a distance in one aspect of our life, please turn the distance into warmth with sincerity, eliminate the distance from invisible with love, and make the pain of distance hazy with your heart, so as to make distance produce hazy beauty, not love pain 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…

The fourth part of the memoir

1 today is Tanabata. The time when love and love meet. Whether it turns into a magpie and flies to the branch of Muyue, telling the fairy to wait on the other side of the Milky Way. Stars are the voice of speaking, the thought of emotion, the meaning of words, sweet and sad. Year after year, year after year, at the end of the Milky Way, the cowherd ploughed the field; At the end of the Milky Way, the fairy brocade. Wu Weng, an outsider, is also in the bureau. I just want to make a god Qilan oar for the Cowherd, but I can row the moon as a boat to round this end and the other end of the Milky Way. When the light of the Moon of kindness sighed from the thin clouds, reflecting the slightly weak mood, I no longer imprisoned and imagined in the dark room of my heart. A lot of emotions also open the latent inspiration, a kind of elegance, with the nature of comfort, become the air of the chest. Invisible shape, tangible and intangible, under the call of Pearl and jade-like rhyme, distance is no longer distant. With inspiration as feather, I went for a walk in Tianjie, watched the Miaomiao of the Milky Way, and watched the performance of a classic love. 2 in the thick fog, everything became quiet, just like the Net Set by the night, everything was in the net. Imagination or hearing cannot create colorful situations and fill the emptiness of the heart. Dense fog is a barrier, at least it shields the singing voice of the sky, sun and birds. Walking through the thick fog, I felt very tired. Also very lonely. Because looking back, I can’t see the shadow following. What’s more, in the thick fog, we can’t even see the target or trap. It is also impossible to determine the walking effect. Everything is submerged. However, you can only feel the wet fog. Not only did I wet my sleeves, but also my heart. If so, I am depressed, and I have a little more weight. When the dense fog ends, release the clarity of its imprisonment. It also resonates the pure nature with the audio-visual pause, and makes the confusion shining by Liu cuihuaming. 3-night colorful. The light orange is permeated, whose eyes are there? Why does it contain shallow sadness. Although the silk of Willow moves with the wind, it cannot shake off the darkness of its touch and melt the thick and thick night. Suppression, like lips, words without words. The hidden shadow, deep in the night, was eroded by the cool air. Are the silent stars countless broken sadness. The soft sound of water crossed this shore and the other shore in hopeless hope. In the distance, the vast tranquility seems to be waiting for a kind of spiritual parking. There, whether there is a place where you want to rest. I wore withered and yellow leaves, wearing the beauty of the night for my clothes. 4 occasionally, the wind of hope blows a fragrance of happiness. Heart, stretch, like green leaves in spring. I am glad to accept the invitation of the wind and walk into the edge of the scenery. Watch the singing and dancing in the flowers and grass, and listen to the singing of The Voice of Spring. I let my wish fly in my heart and let it get close to the fiery red of roses. I regard Qingfen in the wind as an invitation to me. If so, I follow it and get close, and my heart becomes like a rose. Therefore, the idea that could not be reversed in the heart moved with joy, and its surroundings were filled with the color of roses. 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…

Tonight, please let me cry gently on your shoulder

Moonlight is always sad, involving a lot of thoughts, confused sadness, drunk sorrow. No stars, no moon, no music, squatting on the chair, tearful eyes. Don’t know role, be passionately devoted. Use a smile to whitewash peace, be a happy woman, warm yourself and others, like sunflower, even if lonely, always facing the sunshine. Everyone is asking: how is work? Is love okay? Good, thank you for your concern! The simple answer as always. Dance the keyboard, write down a positive text, tell others, and encourage yourself. But I don’t know the next second, sobbing. In fact, I am not good at all, not good. Silence, I have been used to it. I am also used to the most sad words that cannot be said, and what can be said is the visible pain. Too sentimental words, the pen tip can not be transferred, only numb graffiti on the paper, a whole page of words, no one can understand, a whole page of words, fortunately, not blood, these words were just like messy thoughts, and they all ran out. What QQ space repeated was a light music “Water Lily”. Red beans were born in the South, which was acacia; I didn’t know how many branches were sent in spring. I know that Lotus only lasts for one night, but I see through the separation of life and death. I was also used to letting time comfort those little emotions. After a long time, I wrote down some words and said goodbye to yesterday, but I didn’t think of it again. Tonight, please let me indulge myself and cry gently on your shoulder. I have never been so strong. Especially for me who is so strong, I have been defeated and defeated in the process of job hunting; Especially for those love that I do for myself, because of love, I will go far in the future, however, it also ended with the end of the graduation ceremony; Those who I insisted on fighting alone could always break through the world, but let my parents continue to work hard to find a place for me to live in the society. I always thought that I would not let my parents worry about it, just like when I was a child, I was wronged by others and never mentioned a word or a sentence; I always thought that I could share my worries for my parents and find a job to be filial. Whether I am too naive or the reality is too cruel. A person’s own journey, even if there is no head broken blood, but tears, physical and mental exhaustion. Alone, in a strange city, my mother always wanted to find a relative to take care of me. I ran away, and I was tired of the feeling of depending on others. Although I also knew that there was someone to help me, this road was much easier to walk. Tonight, please let me indulge myself and cry gently on your shoulder. After crying, all the sadness washed away with tears. I am still me, stubborn as me, struggling as me. In the shared house of three people, there is a small piece of my world. I can write down a paragraph to commemorate those unhappy and tears who died together. On the desk, I placed a pot of sunflower. I believe: human beings are as happy as plants, love is as happy as rain! 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…