Rotating Reveries

When we were young, we liked to play face-to-face spinning games. Sometimes, many people pull together into a circle and turn around! Look at the sky above the head spinning, houses spinning, surrounding trees spinning, then, all as a whole, can not distinguish the sky, houses, trees, all become colorful whirlpool. We closed our eyes and laughed. It was really impossible. We lay on the ground upside down, still laughing out of breath. Sometimes, it was two people holding hands, looking at the face opposite with laughter and closed eyes. See the Sky disappear, see the trees and houses disappear in the blur….. Every time I rotate like this, I will feel dizzy violently, and it will take a long time to recover. However, even so, I still love this kind of game, just because of the hands we held tightly at that time, the warmth passed by those palms, the perfect arc drawn for each other, love the laughing face opposite. Later, I listened to a song called “spinning Wood. The melody is simple and quiet, with light sadness. Faye Wong’s voice is pure and transparent. Piercing the eardrum and nerve, playing repeatedly in the computer, listening tirelessly. Over and over again, I imagined that I was sitting on the log, wearing a white gauze skirt, surrounded by colorful lights. I was still a wayward girl who could pout my mouth. Maybe, there will be someone who loves me standing beside him, watching me make faces to him, watching the wind blowing my hair, watching my black eyes flashing to him, watching me spinning quietly in the neon……. He just looked at me with a smile. His eyes were full of deep love, melting the stubborn me very light and light, from nothing to flying…… A little sweet, a little sad. Therefore, I am no longer young. Among my children, on the colorful Trojan horse, I close my eyes and rotate quietly. It is not a violent arc in my childhood, but another kind of slight satisfaction. Later, I ordered this song in the KTV box. The gray and white scenes were constantly changing, among which a thin man appeared, with a pale face and a tranquil smile, which made people feel distressed. Because I know the story behind this song. The man in the picture is the lyricist of this song, suffering from terminal illness. Soon after the MTV of “spinning Wood” was finished, he passed away. In January of 2004, this talented author left the world at the age of 24. Who knows that such a hurried life is hidden behind this moving song? I can’t help thinking of a fairy tale I read in my childhood, which is also about Trojan horses. The unfortunate protagonist only got a Trojan horse when sharing his legacy with his greedy brother. However, the Trojan Horse was magical. It flew up, took its kind owner to the Princess’s castle, and got the Princess’s love. They got married and lived a happy life since then. Therefore, I began to want a heart made of clear water, clear and clear, without restlessness and greed. In this way, I will have a flying Trojan horse. It will lead me to soar in every fairy tale world and satisfy all my fantasies. Although my childhood wish would not come true, I finally heard a song about Trojan horse, sat on a colorful Trojan horse and felt the quiet flying. The rotation in childhood is already far away. But I can still hear the laughter vaguely. Now, who else would like to accompany you to play this childhood game, tighten your hands and rotate a perfect circle together? The world is full of prosperity. Who will tighten your hands? Just for your laughter and rotation! 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…