Waiting in persistence, waiting in waiting

Ten years of waiting, ten years of persistence, when there is only one step away from success, there is a trace of melancholy in my heart. Decade very long. There are not many ten years in life, let alone the most precious and youthful ten years. Waiting for bitter. Life is not afraid of failure, but waiting. The endless waiting is just like sailing in the vast sea. The lighthouse is always in the boundless distance, but there is endless sea water all the time around. Waiting is a kind of suffering, not for the body, but for thoughts, souls and wills. Adhere to hard. Ten years is too long, many times I want to give up, completely give up, give the soul a vacation, to find a relief, a new life. I also thought about a different way of living, and don’t let myself live so dull, so tired, so depressed, and so annoyed. But I chose to stick to it unwillingly. Wait in persistence, and persist in waiting. The days just passed by and never come back. Growing up in the silent waiting, mature in the gritting of teeth, and dazzling, I have changed from a high-spirited youth to a middle-aged man who is slightly pale. In the next decade of my life, I will still wait and stick to it? Like (prose editor: Rain dancing alone) 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…

Osmanthus long

Close your eyes, in the soothing music, the busy heart for many days suddenly felt much quiet. However, I vaguely felt something was missing. Thinking carefully, it turned out that there was no fragrance of osmanthus in the yard for a long time. At this time, it should be the season of sweet osmanthus fragrance. The eight-month osmanthus fragrance. I remember that at this time in previous years, the osmanthus tree in the old house was already full of flowers, golden, fine flowers, little by little, and the whole yard was immersed in the leisurely fragrance overnight, which made people intoxicated. At this moment, I seemed to hear the sound of the Golden osmanthus blossom again. Although it was so subtle, it was the sound of nature. After an autumn rain, there will be golden flowers falling under the cinnamon tree, which is very poetic. In my impression, I once wrote a little poem, saying: there is Jiamu in the atrium, and I have never known it for years. Last night a open, fragrance time fast enough. After moving here in last March, the osmanthus tree was also transplanted and settled in the small garden of the new yard. Half a year later, perhaps because of the acclimatization, the cassia tree died unexpectedly. It was a pity for everyone to see it. Even so, I couldn’t bear to remove the dead tree, hoping that it could come back to life and grow new branches and leaves again. Now it seems that this is just a beautiful dream. In the past, Liu moved to Hannan; Now I see it shake down, sorrowful Jiangtan. Trees, like this, ren he yi kan. Perhaps, it was transplanted out of kindness and unwillingness to discard it at the beginning. Unexpectedly, things went against their wishes. I think if it is still in the old house, even if there is no one to maintain it, it will still be luxuriant and blooming. Some people say that sometimes love is also a kind of hurt, which makes sense. Nowadays, around the cinnamon trees, the Chinese rose flowers planted are blooming, but unfortunately the fragrance is far away. Under the Moonlight, there was silence, only autumn insects were singing low. The cinnamon tree is still standing in the garden, as if thinking and recalling the prosperity of previous years. The Chinese rose around is guarding it silently, although it has already dried up. In the night breeze and trance, I vaguely smelt the fragrance of osmanthus which I had not seen for a long time. It was really refreshing …… maybe, it was a sweet dream. Oh, I hope this osmanthus will never fade in my dream. —– I can’t stop talking, the other side can reach! 2012.9.23 night Like (prose editor: prose online) 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…