Perception mahjong

On weekends, I was too lazy to get up on the bed. I wanted to make a race between sleep and time. The lazy sunshine penetrated the curtain and poured down on the silk quilt, and the cells hiding on the lazy body began to be active, forcing me to sleep, I had to withdraw troops hastily in reluctance. Dragging his shoes, he finished several necessary classes, opened the computer lazily and hung up QQ. Soon, greetings from netizens came from the conversation box! One of the netizens asked: the weather is good today, why not go out to play? I seldom go out! I think you are the same, and you often surf the Internet! Now computer and internet are my best friends, almost becoming most or all of my life! It is said that it is virtual on the Internet, but in my opinion, it is more innocent in virtual! Yes, it is both true and false, and both true and false. I also think that the Internet gives people the feeling of freedom! Why don’t you want to go out and rub it? I really don’t like this kind of game! Oh! After finishing a dialogue, my mind was like a broken kite. Don’t I like mahjong? I am don’t I really like mahjong? Insincerely speaking, why don’t I like mahjong! I can’t leave anything exciting, such as cigarettes, wine, tea, pepper and so on, so I naturally like mahjong very much, why don’t you really like it now! Is it out of fear of wasting time? I don’t dislike mahjong because it consumes time and youth. For me, an ordinary and robust person, I have plenty of time and youth. I used to stay up all night in order to drill a table, it is far from reaching the height and state that people imagine to rise to the issue of time. I don’t like mahjong for other reasons. I don’t know when to start, if you rub the linen together, you will always add some colorful heads. However, I can’t beat my boss, neither my subordinates, classmates, friends, nor my relatives and family members, and I’m sure that strangers will not play together. In this way, the only thing left is losing. Naturally, I don’t like losing the most. Of course, in theory, there is still a situation that neither wins nor loses, but any good thing is unexpected. Sometimes I would play mahjong with my friends, which turned out to be uncomfortable for I am to win or lose. Only if you don’t win or lose can you feel at ease. Therefore, I finally found that the reason why I didn’t like mahjong was that I didn’t like the winning and losing with colorful heads derived from it. Imagine that if you win, there will be someone who will lose. If you compare your heart with your heart, the heart will be the same. The loser will definitely not feel comfortable. When I see others feel uncomfortable, I will feel uncomfortable indirectly; if you lose, it is not an indirect problem, but a direct sadness. This is probably the so-called “advance, retreat, and worry. Getting together was originally a good thing, but it often made people unhappy. Therefore, I had to start to feel sad for no reason, sometimes even for several days. I will sigh that I am always too soft-hearted, too soft-hearted, and feel that I can’t afford to hurt, really can’t afford to hurt. From then on, I started to dislike mahjong against my will. Just in this way, the circle of friends becomes narrower and narrower, and the radius of walking becomes smaller and smaller. Sometimes I even feel that there is only one computer left. Fortunately, I can be regarded as a person who can endure loneliness. I can often stay out of the house for two days during my double break. Because I still have some netizens to communicate with and some words are willing to accompany me. Of course, when you are tired on the Internet, you will inevitably feel a little lonely and sit beside the computer in a daze. So I began to feel nostalgic again, and I also wondered why people nowadays couldn’t play chess, play cards and play that kind of happy game together as before, but we have to engage in such activities that people are happy and worried! Why does everything have to be hooked with money, even leisure and entertainment have to fight against each other? Can’t there be anything else between people except interests! Why the truth, goodness and beauty we firmly stick to appear so powerless and helpless in front of the impact of the naked values of Western capitalism! Especially when seeing the traditional and beautiful things, they were subverted by a group of monks with crooked mouths who had read the foreign scriptures for several days, and put on the label of what is just like the reform with a thick face, then they rushed into the rampage, when I tossed the great rivers and mountains of my motherland into a mess, but the interest groups turned a blind eye to it, I had to pack up a broken heart and look around at it blankly. Next, I will start to feel suffocated and hate myself. I hate why I have a sensitive heart, so that I can’t stand many things at present! And I am often confused by this noisy world, sighing that I don’t know whether this noisy world has eliminated myself or I don’t adapt to this world originally, I often have to be angry for my failure to join the society and bored for my failure to join the society. I don’t know that people’s emotions are like magnets. What kind of magnetic field is attracted and what kind of magnetic object is naturally. When you are happy, you are full of kindness to the whole world, and all the beauty will naturally come with you; However, when I am pessimistic and decadent, I feel that nothing is wrong, and all negative things will be reported one after another. Therefore, in this noisy era, too many people who are bound by material desires can gain peace and tranquility only by controlling their emotions well and learning to be calm and calm. However, it is hard for me to calm down, and I often feel distressed because I can’t control my emotions well! In fact, people in this world should have been like this, but their own requirements are too beautiful. I don’t know. Once a person labels himself as aestheticism, idealism and perfectionism, from then on, what accompanies you is either loneliness or silence. In the face of flowers bloom and fade, in the face of prosperity and ending, in the face of peaks and valleys, they are either decadent and helpless, self-pity and self-admiration, or quiet and detached, happy and free. Of course, there will also be a process of transformation. Once loneliness breaks the pupa, it can turn feathers into silence. But I can’t find the way to change all the time. I often feel suffocated because the continuous threads are binding me more and more tightly! Maybe all of this is what people say is due to the nature or character, but I really have no way, just like the kind of pure and friendly between people in that old age will never forget! It is said that people who like to keep some trifles and pursue the back are destined to live a lonely, self-centered and pure life. Although I don’t know when the complexity started between people, I still stubbornly licked the silence. I always try to have so many friends without too much. They have a feeling of knowing each other, a feeling of cherishing each other, a sincere and pure friendship, which has nothing to do with utility, wind and moon, and vulgar. Although this is a little naive, light and ridiculous, sometimes people are so strange that they often insist on drilling in those hutongs that have obvious hints and have no exit, I have to figure out a clue. The delusion in my heart is that I don’t believe that I will hit you with such a dilapidated South Wall! Maybe this is the so-called one-track track in the legend! Just like today, I must have been wandering in an alley where I couldn’t find an exit again. I knew that terrible word called loneliness had already haunted me. But I am still naive, light, ridiculous, and looking forward to peace and tranquility. Although in the confrontation with the south wall again and again, my head and face have been scarred, and my body and mind have experienced vicissitudes of life, but this network has given me a sufficient reason, to carry out this naivety and lightness to the end! (On 2012, 6, 3) Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) 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. 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My hometown is so far, but it feels so close!

Zhangwooden box was brought by my father from his hometown far away in his early years, but it was precious furniture at that time. It was said by my father that he came home to visit relatives and brought several pieces for his colleagues. The box was very old, but it was very strong. When I opened the lid of the box, a strong and fresh smell of fragrant Zhang came to my nose, which was definitely the first choice for storing good clothes. After so many years of moving, my parents are still reluctant to discard things at will. I can clearly feel its weight in my parents’ hearts, and it also reminds me of my hometown, I think of my hometown, which is so far away, but feels so close, it is said that one side of the water and soil support one side of the people, the hometown is rich in groundwater resources, the water quality is sweet and clear, without impurities, almost every village has a public well. The well water is warm in winter and cool in summer, so no one in hometown can boil water. It can be said that before I came to Yunnan, I had never drunk boiled water at home. Years of separation have blurred my memory of my hometown, but there was even one time when my hometown was paved with cobblestone roadways, scattered blue brick and large tile houses, the laughter of washing beside the pond and dock, the scene that I was chased home by a tall fat goose is still vivid in my mind. The hometown in my memory is surrounded by lush tall trees and occasionally mixed evergreen shrubs, even when the weather is dark in winter, you can also wander in the green world and forget to leave. And what impressed me most was nothing more than the ponds at the entrance of the village, and there was one or several ancient banyan trees beside each pond, those camphora trees, which need seven or eight or a half-large children hand in hand, can be enclosed together. Their huge spherical crowns are graceful, round and continuous, like giant natural umbrellas standing on the edge of the field, it also forms natural barriers over the Pond Wharf, which can not only protect people from wind and rain, but also provide people with a cool nap in hot summer. Now, when I left home when I was young, I recalled my return home once, but I vaguely felt like a lifetime ago. I thought of He Zhizhang’s book of returning to my hometown by accident, but I still thought in my heart that I was the child’s tears from where the smiling guest came from, which wet my eyes at that moment, I suddenly understood the deep thoughts of my parents who were far away from home. Zhangwooden box is just like the hometown around my parents! 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. 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 miss

Yesterday, it was still drizzle; Tonight, the moonlight was like water, and my heart was singing softly in the place where the strings fell down with the ink fragrance of words. At this time, I held a wisp of Moonlight softly, dancing with the light music, I began to miss you and miss you. Some memories or dreams can only be understood but cannot be said. On the other side of the fleeting year, flowers bloom on the street, birds speak and dance, and green willows float lightly. Who will be crazy about it? Tonight, how many people have been lurking in the window of dreams for many times, the color of Zhang Wangchun flowers and autumn moon, maybe with silence, maybe with ink fragrance kissing Su Jian, let each thought before dawn comes, drunk in the sweetness that can’t be picked up or the fragrance that contains, a bit of sorrow that can’t be scattered, walking in this deserted moonlight night, the lingering feelings, like butterfly flying flowers shuttling through the streets and lanes, looking for your gentle and silent appearance, with the fragrance of roses flowing, let me taste the sweetness of being loved. Tonight, I miss you with long hair dancing lightly and elegant; Miss you with the charming skirt, miss you, my heart is as dew as rain, wet and lingering. Tonight, I really miss you. When I miss you, my heart becomes colorful and charming. When I miss you, some people like to smile, some people like melancholy, I like to write down your smile quietly with graceful and romantic words; Your tenderness; Your happiness —- I don’t want to laugh like flowers, I don’t want wind, flowers, snow and moon, just want to have a good mood, calm in elegance and quietness, let go! Lovers may not get married, love may not last forever, and the dark fragrance is just right! If we never meet; If you never leave; If we never pass by, you have your happiness, I have the dream I love, I once thought we could be old, because you make a promise that you will care about me for the rest of your life and cherish me for the rest of your life. The sweet and shallow happiness is just a time when flowers bloom, just like fireworks annihilating and turning around, you just drift behind the fallen flowers, and the walking scenery slips down with the sunset, falling into silent loneliness, silent pain and the prosperity of the years. What else is worth lingering and sticking? Tonight, I sing the wind and sing the moon, the heart is like a lotus, a curtain of dreams, in the heart of the bridge, let the ink fragrance Bloom, like the other shore flowers bloom, bright clouds on the horizon. Life is like spring, tonight is like water, flowing a pool of purity and passion. Just because I love you, the wind of fireworks in March blows through the treetop and takes away your fragrance. This is man-made, this is God’s will, it is not not not heroic, not not not knowing how to cherish, but I can do nothing, can not go beyond that moment’s touch, have missed or met each other, a ray of sunshine warmth, the sweetness of a smile and the road we used to walk hand in hand are doomed to break into the scenery of fleeting time. When the moon is over the West Building, how much do you miss? Tonight, I miss you, some feelings are moistened by tears; Some flowers bloom, are touched by dreams, like smoke, like dreams, pure heart, the whole city. Tonight, we have a distance of flowers. We look at each other deeply and make the time grow longer. Who will make me happy all my life? Thousands of tenderness and seduction, walking on the yearning of the night; On the mortal world, whose affection, in a quiet posture, is on the edge of the world of mortals, and who will warm up? Tonight, I write poems for you gently with my wet feelings. I only need a wisp of breeze or a fallen flower to calm down the sentimental and tender feelings of the fleeting years and the lingering eyes, does it become attractive or light without trace from now on? Tonight, I miss you, I feel so beautiful! Although happiness does not lie in possession or debt, after passing through, it will become a stranger. The initial moving and scenery will travel around the world with time, and the years will be like mottled walls, deep and shallow, engraved with indescribable attachment, perhaps lofty sentiments or indifferent as water, infatuated beauty, walking with the world of mortals all the way, missing and years in full bloom. At this moment, I am leaving my own Sky alone. One side is relaxed and tolerant. My heart is natural, calm, comfortable and far away! Tonight, I miss you. When the night comes, I will return home suddenly. I love you deeply and never forget about it. The persistent love pales my waiting! Tonight, I miss you: I draw a landscape for my life with a touch of sunshine, sing a song for life with the sound of a blooming flower write a fairy tale for you with all the emotions let the fragrance of a breeze become your deep memory accompany you with all the starlight at night and miss your mood send the most sincere wishes. Tonight, miss you, just silently, quietly, no complaints or regrets, feeling so beautiful— 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…

I am drop of water in the spoon

I still got up very early and kept running every day for a year. Today is different from the past. The sky is gray and mixed with some floating clouds. One by one is like dandelion flowers, and the joy of leaving the mother leaves to fly to the Sky first. I am hesitating, whether I still go out to practice in the morning, and my thoughts are competing with my heart. Suddenly, a ray of sunshine through the window screen seemed to whisper to me: go out, maybe the weather is not what you see now. Therefore, I laughed, and the laziness in my mind ran away. Leaving home, I walked and ran all the way. The sky seemed to care for lazy people like me intentionally. I liked the weather like this, looking at the surrounding scenery while breathing the fresh air like a popsicle. The sweat on my body also gradually flowed out, and the cells all over my body seemed to be singing sweet love songs with me all the way. I am moving, delighted, glad, feeling and thinking about my words, just like my mood at this time. Since I picked up the long-lost ink again this year, my spare time has lost a little bit of falling leaves dancing. During this period, what I gained was the fragrance of spring flowers blooming in the Dreamtalk of words, the delicacy of flowers blooming and falling, and the bitterness and sorrow flying in the world of mortals. My mood is very happy and full. During this process, I got to know many literary friends. He (she) was full of literary talent, honest and generous, modest and studious, all of which spurred me to go further. Therefore, I let go of the previous ideological burden, just like a toddler, and began to boldly try the creation of proses and novels. And just yesterday, I received a message that surprised me: your ten articles, the novel “Black in the day”, “The bunch of dried plum in xiaoqiaogou” and “Golden Earrings”, as well as prose “wind, I want to tell you gently”, “spring, you are safe”, “dark fragrance brushed”, “Baby Don’t Cry”, “big brother, how are you”, “Cana in my eyes” and “memory is like a flower” have been published on the website of red sleeves Tianxiang. I can’t understand it. I think those young and tender works are still a long way from being published. However, looking at this information again and clicking on the website to search for it, it is really striking. When I read my ten articles with a happy and uneasy mood, I couldn’t help crying. No matter the seven proses or the three novels, they all made the best modification appropriately. Every place, no matter how hard I try, I can’t get a high degree of polish, especially the final touch of the novel, which makes me stunned and elated. I am very grateful to this selfless and wise editor. Although I have never known him, I have to write down my gratitude. Although he said he should do it again and again, it was nothing, but I knew it was filled with his hard work! He didn’t have a good rest for two whole nights, so that he reviewed my manuscripts until three o’clock in the morning. How can I not be indifferent? Only by burying this precious memory deeply into my heart can I become the motivation and persistence when I am lazy, slack or die and retreat, maybe I won’t waste the painstaking efforts of this good editor. Time stops in the bright morning sun, and my thoughts are lingering in the glittering and translucent with dew. Unconsciously, I had already set foot on the way home, and I had a little rest. Walk to see. There are more and more people on the road, some on foot, some on bicycle, some on tricycle and some on car. Look at him (her) and think about yourself. The past life was like a drop of water lying in a spoon, muddling along a fixed track. Until one moment, I was lucky to hit other people of the same kind, and my sleep was like a dream. Thinking like this, walking and kissing nature. I know how to improve my life in the future. When I got home, I had breakfast with my organized thoughts. Walking on the way to work in a hurry, I saw the sky just now was getting brighter, and the new day had already begun to DEDECMS. 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…