Pick a rose for yourself

All the hustle and bustle finally calmed down at this moment. In such a quiet scenery, open a piece of music in the cool music to cherish this plain and narrow period of time. March came quietly without expectation or joy. Birthday, an unmemorable day, came as promised. Life has passed for more than 30 years unconsciously. Whether I am willing or not in the wasted years, I will eventually grow old again. Sometimes I can’t help asking myself: How much have you remembered and how much have you forgotten the experience of this life? How many days have you ever been willing to mention memories you don’t want to forget after many years? Things in the world are always like waking up from a big dream. When I look back, I find that the time has passed for thousands of years, and the moment I once cared about is not worth mentioning. In fact, I am not a sentimental person, but I always like to touch some sad words and watch sad dramas. Maybe I am just willing to release my tangled emotions with tears? Just like the colorful inner world is used to wearing a black dress without facial expression for four seasons? Or just for your ordinary hidden crowd. Perhaps, most of the time, we are involuntarily sentimental, without warning or any reason, which is like an instinct hidden deep in our soul, when you are happy, you will try your best to describe yourself with high spirits. When you are unhappy, let melancholy spread and loneliness bury yourself. And everyone knows that no one in this world can dominate and influence his own life except himself, including marriage and love. Mature mind and strong heart determine his own quality of life. Life is our own. Every day and every happiness will not be given casually by God. We need to capture and feel with open mind and gratitude. Along the way, after several joys and sorrows, several degrees of loneliness, there has been no mood of joy and sorrow in my heart. If I can’t be indifferent, I will not be as young and frivolous. And should this be a mature body or a mark of aging? Pick a rose for yourself, for the vanishing youth, the memory of not being old, and the true self of tomorrow. Like (prose editor: yuiran) 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…

Other side of the city

In that year, the encounter on the campus, in the next three years, every time I could see a familiar figure and a face smiling at me from a distance among the crowd who swarmed after class, each time I passed by with a smile. The library, the location, and the direction, you and a fat little girl have been together. We are used to going to the library, the reading room. Every time we enter, you always raise your head and smile to see me passing by. Later we know that you are a junior sister, and we often have classes in a teaching building. I wanted to walk there many times, but I told myself in my heart that I couldn’t. There was another person in another city who had a good relationship and had always been a high school classmate, I think there is a great chance to be together in the future. After all, there is a common living background in a county. We had been in such a state until we graduated from university. One afternoon when we were about to leave school, we talked to our classmates on the campus and looked more sad than passing by without the previous smile, my heart twitched when I walked by with my pouting mouth. At that moment, I knew that I fell in love with you and looked at your far-away figure like this. This was my last figure, I kept it in my memory all the time. I went to school twice later and saw some familiar faces, but I didn’t see you again, if you see me, you will surely tell me that I have fallen in love with you deeply in the past three years. No matter whether you say that you I am a psycho or not, I will accept it a little later, after all, I have been walking alone on the campus of the university, and you passed by each other or every minute we spent in the library. No one has broken this beautiful silence. After graduating from college, it seemed that all the students who were thinking about being able to walk together didn’t have the idea of being together. They were still good friends and just retreated that dream. Until today, I have been dreaming of a girl passing by and smiling. Maybe you are doing well now and have a boyfriend, but I still want to tell you that there is a boy, I have been quietly loving you for three years, but he is not good at expressing and has a persistent attitude towards feelings. During the two years of graduation, he worked in a public institution in the county, he lived alone stably without talking about his girlfriend any more. He had been looking for a girl who was similar to you. I knew that I lived in memory and self-accusation, there is no brave area to pursue a girl you like. Even if you are all over the world later, you are also grateful to the girl you once loved. Later, I searched for you crazily, added you to Renren website, watched you silently at the other end of the city every day, and occasionally went to your space, until some time ago, I felt that I hadn’t seen you online for a long time, and you were missing from my friends. I felt very sad at that time. I don’t know why I was removed from my friends? Maybe you don’t want to recall the past, Maybe you think I am a stranger who is not allowed to appear in your space. Maybe I am relieved of all this at present and just want to tell you the wonderful memories you gave me in college, A period of beauty that has never been broken, a period of time that reminds me of college, there will always be your beautiful figure. All these feel very beautiful, and I often miss the city of Xi’an, I miss Fenghe campus. Someone once said that you miss a city where you have people you love. Think about it. I also write things when I am bored, recalling the past, okay, writing here, I suddenly wrote a paragraph of text a few months ago, in which there is your shadow. Please enjoy it: a cup of fragrant tea, two books sitting alone in the night light, and reading Weibo by Xiao Xian, very boring! Got up railing hope Sky, dark vast unmanned language, push window unit cold wind into, cold wind cold body non-back meaning. Last night, the king fell into a dream, dreaming back to the blooming season of Chang’an, the whole South is green, the leisurely landscape is like a fairyland, and the green smoke winds around the Mountain Temple, warm sunshine and gentle wind. Birds and phase downtown, pneumatic Forest forest language, King relative, speechless language know each other. Hate Dawn, Heaven helplessly look empty. Beautiful girl, send you a beautiful blessing, a boy, always wish you happiness on the other side of the city forever! Always watch the beauty in your heart! 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…

Rural Chronicle (iv) the depth of residual Lotus

It was dry and thin, with pale yellow leaves. The water in the pond had almost dried up. It was not long before I walked along the familiar straw stem. The red leaves and green leaves in the past had become my memory. Is it autumn? Indulged in the quiet of the countryside, with green eyes, the thought instinctively thought that everything should be a vibrant impression. The fact shows that in fact, nothing can escape the reincarnation of life. People are, plants also. The grass leaves have turned yellow. Although there are still some tender buds in the shadow, they can’t change the tone of the whole picture. It was an evening with coolness, so I wore a long coat and trousers, standing quietly beside the lotus pond where weeds were still flourishing. The setting sun was still there, with colorful and affectionate patterns all over the sky, and people around the lotus pond were at ease, occasionally, a bird came in a hurry, and suddenly went away with astonishment. On the other side of the dirt road, there was a grape garden which had picked fruits. The vines and stems were lingering, but the steady flats were gone, and the branches and leaves spread, slightly thin. There are three or two houses nearby, which are hidden under the sunset clouds. On the side of red bricks and green tiles, there are bamboo forests and fruit trees. On the top of the roof, the antenna of the TV is overlooking the public. Breathing the clean air gently, there is the fragrance of plants in the air, with different thoughts, and the scene which has nothing to do with the scenery in front of you reveals naturally. There are also some puddles, where lotus leaves stand, the silt gray brown slowly arch, a few little fish, playing and chasing in it, which is the nature of children like human beings, don’t change because of the hardship of environmental war crisis…. Hua Fa covered his father’s sluggish eyes. His hands and feet were no longer flexible and his consciousness was loose. The time of more than 60 years was frozen. Father, is this your autumn? The hard-working mother constantly massages and turns over for her father to feed food and medicine every day. Facing her father whose language has been obstructed, her mother seems to ignore him completely, telling him movies and televisions and stories outside, sometimes I also said that before, when I was talking, my mother would laugh or bowed her head sadly, but did my father know? Sometimes it seems to feel that he is sober in his heart. Sometimes he can see him staring at a certain place and thinking about something. Sometimes he will show his preference and dislike the food, resolutely spit it out from the mouth, and do not hide the antipathy. Of course, it is obvious that I like it. The mouth wrapped by white beard is wide open, showing the most primitive desire for food. Naturally, you will associate the lotus pond with the flourishing of yesterday, the residual Lotus and rusty grass of today, the whole life and the autumn of grass and trees. Every living individual will encounter the same start. No matter how tenacious the vitality is, there is a limit. Life is only a hundred years, just like Lotus without flowers. But in the depth of the remaining Lotus, Lotus with white snow condenses the perfect dream of lotus pond, just like the human world, the descendants inherit the hope of human beings. The beauty of life lies in process and more in meaning. Autumn is coming, and it is also a time when fruits are plentiful. Walking back all the way, heavy fruits are climbing on large orange branches, corn red tassel is fluttering, pods are everywhere. In front of the yard, osmanthus trees gradually become flower buds, the villagers said that the Mid-Autumn Festival would bloom, although these trees could smell a few miles away. Flowering and fruiting, we have plenty of time. Father, we are all around you. 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…