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Recently, there are troubles, and I always want to find a corner of Pure Land to shake off. Thinking over and over again, I unconsciously came to the back mountain of the past. Not Houshan Jingmei but can someone Qingxin. In fact, this is an empty mountain, without the poetic charm of winding paths and seclusion, let alone the elegance of the pool shadow and empty people. However, whenever my heart is disturbed by the dust, I will come here to clear all my mind. Every time I was greeted by an old man, who was old but very tough. What he did not forget most was that his snow-like beard was dancing in the wind, and the Prophet and generosity of a wise man were floating in his brow. I haven’t spoken yet, but he has understood my mind. I am very sorry that I always greet his smile with my sad face every time. What is more regretful is that I seem to burst into tears this time! But I couldn’t, so I didn’t look at him directly, but dodged away instantly. He still smiled, but quietly, just waiting for me to speak. I told him that I was in a bad mood recently, and I couldn’t get rid of it. No one could get rid of it! He is still laughing, as if it makes me smile without sorrow, but I can’t. Therefore, I didn’t laugh. I couldn’t laugh out that he didn’t have too much language. He just took me along the rugged mountain road to appreciate his masterpiece. There was a clumsy jujube tree on the roadside, which he said was his most proud achievement. The reason was that it used to be a seedling left in the crack, but it grew well under his care. Behind the jujube tree was a more unconspicuous Elm. It was already deep winter, and the dead branches of a tree were curling in the cold wind without any vitality. But he said it was a strong tree. It had been working hard, but I was a little far-fetched. Finally, we came to a vegetable garden in deep winter. If there were no plastic greenhouse with modern technology, it would be very difficult to expect the lush green in our eyes. Indeed, it was a bleak world. There was no melon, red fruit and green, no bees surrounding butterfly array, but some withered yellow scattered sparkly. My mood was extremely lonely. Finally, he went straight to the topic. Do you still remember the sight you cast along the way? Jujube tree read disdain from your eyes, Elm tree caught indifference on the corner of your mouth…… However, those yellow vegetables in the vegetable garden were burned by your disappointed eyes in the expectation of awards. But they didn’t say anything, just doing their own things silently. Don’t you think they are all worthy of respect? When the wind and rain come, use your own body to stop it. When the haze comes, use your heart to stop it. This is the philosophy of all living beings. A gust of cold wind passed by, and I felt two worms wriggling on my face…… Then, looking at the smile between his eyebrows, I also raised the corner of my mouth. 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. 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…

A person walking in wilderness

Many years ago, I walked alone in the wasteland, just like me now, enjoying the loneliness and loneliness of the night alone. My ethereal shadow and I moved to the deep of the wasteland persistently. At that time, I forgot the cities, villages, the world of mortals and the floating people behind me very much, but finally I went out of the wasteland to live in the way of people on the edge of the city or feel the same kind of life. I know this idea is almost naive, but my only reason is to prove that all escapes are a kind of resistance. In cities, my eyes are often wet by fog. It was an extremely ordinary Autumn. Under the sky of the northwest, my figure was monotonous and lonely, just like my soul had nowhere to depend on now. I closed the hard security door, left my house under house arrest behind me, and happily headed for the long sand sea. It was a long and difficult journey. Strangely, I didn’t feel tired. My heart was surrounded by a pleasant tide. I know that my departure is a good relief. How wonderful it is to stay away from the crowd and be alone in the wilderness. Walking to the edge of the desert, my eyes poured on the continuous frozen sand waves. I was asking my soul, do you really want to go in? When I finally got the exact answer, I lifted the beggar’s feet decisively. I walked very hard. The soft silver sand was like cotton wool, and my feet were deeply stuck. I felt that it was not just an adventure. In a sense, I was completing the dream of surpassing, surpass yourself or others? I don’t know. My figure was wandering in the sand sea, just like a tiny tadpole. Death or birth was not what I could control. The only thing I can do is to let the wind-like soul spread its wings. I can’t see a tree, a grass or the same kind, which is a real loneliness. I opened all my heart windows and let the cool desert wind pass through my chest. At the same time, I saw a flock of birds and nephews sweeping through the desert like dense raindrops. Then, the world was quiet, with only my heartbeat, which was the footsteps of my soul, crossing the wilderness or something else. Finally, I was exhausted in the vast sea of sand. I looked up at the sky and held the silver sand in my hand, feeling slippery. Besides, I also feel the real emptiness. I know that at this moment, I am the core of the wasteland. I am talking with the wasteland with my soul, just like now, I am hiding in the deep of the night, listening to the voice of the passing of time. At that time, I seemed to forget everything. Honor, status, dignity and money seemed to be thoroughly remoulded. The rare quietness and leisure made me firmly believe once again that sometimes I had to walk out of the crowd and chew something on the wasteland of time. When the sun crossed my head, I was a little scared. Only then did I find that I was still an ordinary person. Taking advantage of the light, I must go back, walk back to the crowd, walk into the world of mortals, and live in the way of people on the edge of the city or enjoy the same kind of life. Therefore, I quickly climbed up from the sand. My steps were urgent and flustered. I was afraid of death, and I was afraid of being born after death. I went back to the city again. In the days far away from the wasteland, I enjoyed the pleasure and satisfaction of walking on the wasteland. In such a deep night, I increasingly understand that I am denying myself day by day and finally being eroded by the world of mortals. 1000 words Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Beautiful common heart

Tonight, the sky is thick and the autumn insects are noisy. I was upset and restless because of my job transfer and my son’s school selection. Maybe it was because of the fact that people were poor, and then I remembered my mother who was far away from the countryside. Although my mother didn’t read many poems and books because of the times, under the instruction of my grandmother, she was open-minded, never worried about the entanglement between sister-in-law and the cracks between neighbors. My heart is like water, which makes me admire it very much. I remember one night 19 years ago, when I was preparing to go back to senior high school for one year, I learned that all of our students enrolled in a university in north Sichuan were targeted enrollment, and one of them was targeted at Qingchuan County, which was sparsely populated, the transportation is remote and the economy is backward. Compared with our county, it is really a world of difference. When I didn’t get the notice, I felt like 15 buckets fetching water, fearing that I would be directed to Qingchuan, a remote place, to make my mother scared. I asked my mother carefully in a tentative tone: Mom, what if I also directed to Qingchuan? It doesn’t matter, kid, one side of the water and soil feed one side of the people. Mother said seriously. So far and so remote, it is not convenient to see you when you come back from work there. I am still a little uneasy to say, because I am the only child raised by my mother all my life. It doesn’t matter, filial children will be filial when they go to the end of the world. Mother smiled and said. I secretly surprised. Although my mother lived in the small mountain village surrounded by mountains, she repeated the monotonous life of mowing grass and feeding cattle, working on the ground and cooking firewood everyday, her mind was so broad and her mind was so calm, this is what my son, who has been drinking ink for more than ten years, did not expect. I have read the poem of Hugo, a famous French poet: the widest ocean in the world, the wider sky than the ocean, and the wider human mind than the sky. That night, I truly realized the profound charm of that sentence: only with open-minded measurement can people laugh at all rivers like the sea, stand tall like mountains, proud of life and fight for the future. Yes, for so many years, it was just because of her mother’s broad mind that she faced illness, life optimistically and all kinds of misfortunes and reproaches in her life journey, I stumbled through more than 60 Spring and Autumn Periods, especially the hard and tenacious 20 Spring and Autumn Periods that were exhausted and ill since 1991. I couldn’t help thinking of a pitiful and pitiful aunt in our team. The eldest aunt’s family and the mother-in-law’s family have rich family background since they came here. In addition, the eldest uncle worked hard and made a good fortune. Every year, she planted local cigarettes, medicinal materials, silkworm rearing and pig raising, which made her family rich in money and. At that time, her family was unparalleled in the whole village and the whole team in terms of the moisture of life, wealth and dignity of status. At that time, when I spent money on reading and even when I was short of money for marriage, it was her family that helped me to keep my gratitude. But as the children grew up, the troubles of the aunt who had always been smooth and always had a good life also followed. Team with her son of the same age 5 PCs children have admitted to the bag distribution work of university or technical secondary school, her son only went to a self-funded technical secondary school, she felt that her face was a little damaged. Ginseng post-construction, team and her son of the same age 5 PCs kids looking for on the ideal object, either daughter-in-law in Eat financial meal, either talent beautiful. She thought that her wife didn’t have a job, and the talent was not very tight, which seriously didn’t match her rich family. For this reason, aunt felt that her face reduced her luster again. From the perspective of work, she felt that her son was not satisfied with the work unit and the salary was not high, which made aunt feel that she had lost her face completely. She felt uneasy about her mind and food every day. Later, I suffered from severe schizophrenia due to anger, It is hard to sleep every night, and there is almost no medicine to cure and no prescription to use. Finally, because it was really hard to endure this kind of pain, I ended my precious life in an autumn morning when my family went out to dig sweet potatoes and throw water. After the death of the aunt, the whole team was shocked and mourned for it. She certainly didn’t understand what she was worried about until now. Her children and grandchildren had their own children and grandchildren, and all roads led to seventy-two lines of Rome, which made her the Number One Scholar. Imagine that aunt had less spirit of striving for strength, more rational thoughts and kept a normal attitude towards the world. Would she walk so sad and sad when she was young? I couldn’t help recalling a story I had read. A millionaire noticed that every morning there was a shabby man sitting on a stool in the park staring at his hotel. One day, a millionaire was very interested in it. He asked the driver to stop the car and walk straight to the man and said, “Please forgive me, I really don’t understand why you stare at my hotel every morning. Sir, the man replied, “I have no money, no home, no residence, so I have to sleep on this bench. However, I dreamed of staying in that hotel every night. The millionaire had a brainwave and said proudly: tonight you must be like a dream to repay. I will rent the best room for you in the hotel and pay for one month. A few days later, the millionaire passed by the man’s room to inquire whether he was satisfied with it. However, he surprisingly found that this man had moved out of the hotel and returned to the stool in the park. When the millionaire asked him why he did this, he replied: once I slept on the stool, I dreamed that I slept in that luxurious hotel, which was really amazing; once I slept in the hotel, I dreamed that I went back to the cold stool. This dream was so horrible that it completely affected my sleep! Yes, in many cases, what kind of environment we are in is really not very important. The most important thing is to maintain a good attitude. Thinking that I have been living in the society for so many years, I am not living with a common heart, working diligently, working steadfastly, being a steadfast person with honor and no joy, and no worry about getting honor; is there any happiness or worry-free promotion? Suddenly, my impetuous heart was suddenly enlightened, just like the clear moon. 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. 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…