Miss not scale

Miss not scale

The world is flashy, the clouds are smoky, the sea of people is boundless, where is the true feeling. The lover in my heart, the lover in my dream, the unmeasurable missing —– inscription rain is another weekend, or isolate myself from the stuffy summer, enjoying the sweetness of missing alone, listening to the affectionate songs and voices repeatedly, the sentimental and lyrical words always bring me into the infinite intoxication of imagination and infinite intoxication. In this way, in the boundless river of happiness, the wings of love are springing up, traveling in your warm embrace is only to find a kind of spiritual sustenance, an uncontrollable emotion, a kind of true love from the heart, and an unmeasurable miss. Yes, dear, I miss you. I don’t know what reason makes me so romantic, what power makes me think so much, and how to comfort my increasingly anxious mood caused by missing. The time is long, the road is long, Dear Lover! You intruded into my life gracefully, rendering the rosy fragrance for my vast and gray emotional world, making me stay for you at the corner of my life without hesitation. It is you who evoke my youthful cardamom passion again, making me feel the sweetness, bitterness and pain of love again in the past years of confusion, and the enrichment of love in life. Today, I just want to say to you, dear, thank you, you make me happy and proud, because I know there is a person who cares and loves me all the time in some corner of the world, though, I can’t touch your gentle charm, but I strongly feel your fervent love flow, which is incubating the lovely emotion in our hearts with its fervent emotions. Although love is silent, but this kind of passion seems to be unstoppable, as if thousands of throats are shouting, I love you, dear, you are the place where I go through thousands of mountains and rivers. You are my unmeasured miss. Although we are thousands of miles away from each other, although our love has too much helplessness, although we hate each other late, although we cannot predict the way to return love. However, dear, even though the world is old, I will still be in place with my favorite, magnanimous and sincere heart to love you, wait for you, bless you and bless the people you love. I will miss you forever, embrace the dream, go back and forth, and the gods travel. Dear, maybe, occasionally I will express my love to the sea, because I know that the fish in the sea will listen to my heart and move here. The fish will jump into the air, holding me the most gentle, send the most sweet love words to your ears, and take my infinite caress to kiss your hair corners and cheeks. Dear, maybe, occasionally I will express my feelings to the moon and revel in the gentle moonlight, because it is just like the greenhouse where we meet, floating and floating, the murmured flower language is like thousands of scattered fragrant roses. The soul is around us. Those dotted stars blink their eyes and dance happily to cheer up. Those leisurely summer insects! They also played the love Symphony affectionately for us, and there were also naughty playing insects who would always send charming blessings with slender claws. Dear, I don’t know whether this kind of missing is long or short, near or far, but I know very well that you have never left my heart or the harbor of our love for a moment. Although, I don’t know when and when I can truly feel your breath and the love flow that is too deep to the bottom of the sea, but I know that every rhythm of your heartbeat is surging Our Love Boat, comforting my surging heart, making me wander comfortably, enjoying the sweetness of lovesickness alone, enjoy take in ai zhi mi. Friends, maybe you will say that my missing is too far away and too rich, maybe you will say that my love is too ethereal to ponder, maybe you will say that my love is like the wind and cannot stay or hold. But friends, do you know that in fact, I am just an ordinary and elegant person with rich feelings at the same time. I am thousands of miles away from the world, thousands of miles away from the sea of clouds, just to find a true love, looking for a missing beauty. Maybe God will give me a gift, at the next detour, at the next corner, dear, you will hold the Purple Rose full of fragrance, stand at the intersection, with my familiar smile, welcome my wandering around the world with the broad and magnificent embrace, and from then on, give me a warm greenhouse and a destination full of love, sweetness and sincerity. Maybe, at that time, I will give the measure of missing to your heart and the boundless rose love. 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. 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Who am I?

When I wrote down this question, I was really confused. A 50-year-old man doesn’t know who he is? Isn’t there a psycho? Maybe, sometimes I really want to go to the hospital to have a check to see if my nerves are really abnormal? But after careful consideration, did I feel any unusual actions or remarks? After thinking carefully, I couldn’t figure out who I was, which was really the case. I am teacher as well as a farmer; It’s not that I hate Labor, but actually I love Labor very much. Today is the weekend, farmers in the countryside are still very leisurely, four people playing mahjong are gathered together, playing idle passes with each other, joking, free and comfortable, so they are not envious. What am I doing? According to national regulations, I should have a rest on Sunday, but I can’t. It is good to devote yourself to farm work today. On weekdays, how can I have time to do some personal work for myself? Finally, I had a five-day class like a marathon. I was too tired, but we lived in the countryside. We had to take care of the rural situation, instead of building a house in the neighbor’s house, there is no way for your family to ask you to help. If you don’t go, the neighbors will not say it. Of course, I am unhappy behind it. Because I didn’t help, my family’s expression was extremely unnatural when I saw it, it’s not authentic to smash you behind your back. There are also lovers in the village. I can’t cope with the job of helping. Despite this hard work, I offended some people. Fortunately, today, I have the opportunity to work for myself. Yesterday afternoon, when I finished my class, I should have wanted to go home early. There was still farm work in the field, but the village branch secretary next door to the school asked me to sing enthusiastically. The Secretary’s wife was very familiar with me, she runs a canteen at school. I often sit there, drink tea and surf the Internet. I am very familiar with it. Does she ask me if I can go? Put the car in his lobby. The decoration of his home is very beautiful. There is a large living room near the South, which belongs to the cutting section. The top of the house fell down and was very magnificent; I bought a new set of high-end stereo. So four or five of us who like singing picked up the microphone and sang loudly. Of course, the songs were popular in the 1980 s and 1990 s. We couldn’t sing and didn’t like to sing these songs, it was moaning, not rap, or chanting, just like chanting sutras. It was so noisy that people couldn’t hear the words. It was really not flattering. I am very devoted to singing. I have a good voice and always like singing. Although I am old, singing is to listen to the sound without looking at the face. Passers-by stop their steps, I thought it was the singer singing. At this moment, I felt much younger, and unexpectedly I was a little elated. I forgot the person who was over fifty years old and was going to be my grandfather. How good it would be if I could only sing! But the phone rang. It was from my lover. He asked me if I had finished school? I said let it go, she said if there is something wrong? I said there was nothing to sing. I know, my lover asked me to pull grass in the field. I hurried back by bike. When she came back home, her lover had changed dirty clothes and was busy washing clothes. She was very hardworking. After work, she hurried home and washed clothes overtime. She did not forget that we agreed to pull grass after school in the afternoon. I took off my clean clothes, changed into dirty clothes, and went to the ground to pluck grass with my lover. At school, my lover and I both wore clean and tidy clothes. At this time, both of them went to the ground with dirty clothes. When the villagers saw them, they joked: You two are too diligent, I just got home and went to weed again! The lover smiled and said: there are more grass than wheat, don’t laugh at people! We walked while talking, and soon we arrived at the ground. The red sun was still shining in the middle of the sky, and the weather was very hot. Let’s look at the grass in the field, which was higher than that of wheat. We gritted our teeth and went into the ground. One person slipped away, starting from east to west. The grass in the field is actually wild wheat. When wheat got up in March and March, the neighbor told me that there were a lot of wild wheat in your field. I bought Shima (name of pesticide) and typed it on the ground, but the pesticide was useless. Till now, wild wheat grows more fierce than real wheat, which directly affects the Yanghua of real wheat, it’s really not good, no wonder they laugh at me. After several hours in Paris, I looked at the wheat that had been pulled out. The black one was really cute, and what had not been pulled out was grass, which was extremely ugly. The sun had gone down, and we felt very tired. Our palms were all black, and there was a faint pain under the palm. That was because of pulling grass and cutting. Wipe the sweat on the forehead, report the grass out of the ground one by one, and put it on the ground. There are a lot of things. Look back at the wheat fields pulled out, clean and comfortable! When I got home, take a hot bath and have a rest. I will get up early tomorrow morning and continue to pull the grass. I wanted to sleep in advance, but the accumulated habits were hard to change. I turned on the computer, looked at my friend’s space, and returned my friend’s message. The literary dream in my heart rose up and I couldn’t help writing it. My wife saw that I was not sleepy, so she washed clothes while starting cross stitch. I wrote it for a while and went out to turn around the washing machine. In this way, I didn’t sleep until 12 o’clock. The next morning, my wife suddenly called me up. I heard her shouting and got up quickly. She didn’t know when I got up first. The washing machine was working and she had changed dirty clothes, I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth, compared with changing into dirty clothes. It was only 06:01 when I saw the time. Most of the peasant families had not got up yet! When I arrived in the ground, I felt a little cold. My wife was really predictable. She told me to wear it thicker. I shivered all over, and she smiled and said, “What did I say? I didn’t say anything, so I took out a cigarette and lit it on my mouth. I took a sip of it happily. My wife scolded me, “If you look beautiful, you will know that eating millet grass can help you. Is it OK if you don’t eat it? I followed her to the ground, and said with a smile: A man cannot live without cigarettes. He is tired of working, so he can not eat meals or cigarettes! My wife said: What is delicious? I think it will damage your body! Know! Do you know you still eat? Hey hey, there is no way. I don’t want to eat either, but I can’t quit! Why don’t you give birth to a man in the next life and see if your baby still talks? Fart Hey Hey, I fart you love to hear! Look at your beauty, pull the grass well! There was dew in the early days, and the wheat line was wet, but it was better than yesterday to pull it out, because the grass roots were wet, and even the roots could be pulled out with strength, which saved trouble and Labor. Most wild wheat grows in the big row of wheat, which is easy to pull out, but some of them grow in the seam of wheat, which is difficult to pull out. It is difficult to pull out the real wheat together, every time I pulled out a needle of wheat, I couldn’t help feeling sorry. My wife said: I don’t think living people have any meaning. I said: Yes. You see, people think too much. Who is like our husband and wife, who is as hard as their grandson. They have to do farm work after work and have no rest on Sunday. Alas, why are people alive? My wife said: If I had known life was so hard, I might as well not get married! I smiled and said: Then why did you come to my village from your mother’s family? Fart! If you didn’t chase me, can I follow you? Look, are you willing to follow me and have a crush on me! Who sees in you? I am see that your baby is pitiful. She is 28 years old and has no wife. I just followed you. Do you think you are a golden doll? After all, you still have a crush on me and like me. Otherwise, the boy is very kind to you. Don’t you want to mix? Well, don’t you say that people’s feelings are so strange. In fact, that boy really treats me very well. Why do I have no feeling for him? Look, I said you like me, don’t you admit it? Don’t you want to recruit yourself today? My wife said: I can’t figure out that couples without affection have been mixed? Hey hey, what’s the matter? Isn’t it the same? Didn’t you hear the old man say: when the light blows, are all Imperial Consort Yang? Nonsense, are your men like that? Just knowing what to do with a woman, you can go to sleep, just like a dead pig. Nonsense, my man is the same, and I also want to marry a woman with feelings, or can I wait until 28 to get married? Isn’t it because you are a fox who attracts me? Hey, you said, was I really beautiful at that time? Of course, you are not beautiful, can I have a crush on you? There are a lot of women in the world, why do I have a crush on you? Alas! Look at Me Now, fat, ugly! Ugly what? In my eyes, you are still very beautiful. One meter Seven is big, with big eyes and bright Hu Lingling, white and ruddy face, strong body, clean and neat words, quick to do things, willing to work, who will help who will not praise you? Don’t listen to the neighbors saying: their wife can do well. She can teach, work hard, and live a life. It’s hard to find a lantern in the world! See you praise me, I am really so good? Who will coax you! Hey, seriously, I sometimes think that it is boring for people to live! Too. Busy all day, making money and calculating with each other. In the end, nothing happened. Rich people, like people without money, were all like a pile of bones. Could they be mixed? Why are people so stupid? Unconsciously, my wife and I pulled it to the other end of the ground. The sun is already half dry, and the red light makes people dizzy. I said: It’s nine o’clock, go home! Answering the question at home, my old mother had already made breakfast and was fighting for tomatoes in the yard. Seeing us coming back, she got up quickly. The family gathered together for dinner. I felt very hungry and had a big bite, feel rice delicious! The female partner of his wife called the county. I sat alone in front of the computer, opened the blog and saw a blog about my current situation written by Dai Xu. I felt that the analysis was very good and insightful. I read it while leaving a message. Now I found my position again. I feel that my mind is very active and I seem to know who I am? Is that one? I think a lot. As a teacher, I want to teach students knowledge and be a farmer to do physical work. Now I want to write some words. I remember that not long ago, I just wrote an article named my view of happiness. I once said that simplicity is a blessing, and it is usually the best. So I don’t want to think about anything, so as not to worry about myself, but when I read Dai Xu’s article today, I couldn’t help worrying about it. Is it ridiculous that Xiao Min worries about meat eaters? After careful consideration, this is not the truth. If the country perishes, can my view of happiness be realized? Can you still be a teacher and a farmer so leisurely? That is absolutely impossible! Thinking about me, I really have the feeling of alarmist of the ancients. But if we don’t care about state affairs, then our nation will die! The picture of the late Qing Dynasty was as clear as yesterday. The international situation was unpredictable. The situation in the South China Sea was on the verge of fire. The country advocated that harmony should be built. The robbers of the United States were ambitious and played with plunder from beginning to end in an attempt, after seeing a slight improvement in China, I suffered from red eye disease. I dealt with Korea in the Ming Dynasty and faced China secretly. I, the Chinese nation sung in the national anthem, really came to the most dangerous moment, however, the elite groups still sang the harmonious domestic alternative music, singing and dancing, and the situation was great. They didn’t dare to forget about the country! Living in the countryside, I am not fascinated by the high-rise buildings in the city in my heart; When I am a civilian grassroots, I don’t think it is my own sorrow, but it is a pity that the countryside has lost a lot while changing, what was lost was not only the original pastoral scenery in those years, but also the most primitive simplicity and innocence. People could not stand the baptism of the wind of money, and even the last line of defense was lost, become a slave of mammonism! The human relationship is as thin as paper, and the folk customs are not ancient; The next generation’s eyes are not clear about right and wrong, and people don’t recognize people before, even their parents don’t respect them, which is really the greatest sorrow of this century! I really contradiction. After a while, I thought about a simple life, and the simple way of living was my pursuit of no regrets; After a while, I worried for the ancients that it was impossible to be simple or plain, because there are a lot of troubles in reality that cannot be solved; I am free every day. Besides helping others, I wander around the village and see villagers who are carefree and playing mahjong, and I don’t know anything, I am really happy, sometimes I envy it very much, thinking in my heart, why do we need to know so much? If you know more, you will have more troubles. It is better to be a fool. No troubles are so good! I really want to be a fool. I eat and drink every day. I don’t want anything. I’m full to play and hungry to eat; I’m sleepy and sleep, how good it is! But I can’t do it! Teaching, doing farm work, writing and reading, and caring about national affairs are all indispensable! Although I know that I am grass-roots, speaking is the same as farting, and nothing can play a role, I can’t help but want to say; I also know that my works will never have any results, but I still want to write love to write; Sometimes I really want to become a psychopath in people’s eyes and live a muddled life. I suffer from contradictions every night, and I really can’t stand it. When I think about the Buddhist monks of Taoism, I really admire that they can let them go and think very openly, neither getting married nor participating in secular affairs, living a life of idle clouds and wild cranes, I had a daydream and wrote martial arts novels, showing my dreams vividly in the novels. Alas, who am I? Who am I? Who can tell me? Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. 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