Listen, the sound of the night

Listen, the sound of the night

When I opened my eyes, the ceiling was blank and my head was blank. No nightmare, no thunder, no movement, but wake up without reason, and then insomnia without reason. Open the quilt, let the air-conditioner breathe out into the bed, a little trembling, sleepiness faded. Walking out of the room, I suddenly felt that the heating came on my face. The weather at the end of May was still hot and humid, which made me fidgety. Gently open the corridor of memory, let silent silence and silent thoughts haunt me. In the living room, the electric fan hanging on the wall, breathing angrily, appeared so clear and so hard in this silent night. The wavering curtain danced with the gentle airflow, hitting the cold window fence, trembling the loneliness of the night. In the dark, I was alone for a while, and there was silence outside the window. Looking down from the tall buildings, the streets which were originally full of traffic were desolate, and Only The Lonely Tree shadow reflected on the lonely road. A bright moon vaguely hid behind the sunset glow, peeping at the silence of the Earth. The road run over by wheels and washed by rain has been sleeping, waiting for the arrival of dawn. However, the future is always unknown, just like darkness, which makes me unable to see whether the road ahead is straight or tortuous. In the deep night, the heart is like a wave, the thoughts are like strings, thousands of words, and the complaints are endless. I haven’t felt the comfort of the night so quietly for a long time. And tonight, I just want to listen to the night. Thoughts are wandering in the Time Tunnel, feelings are spreading in the years and experiences, and many past events are wrapped in the heart like dead vines, scattered all over the floor. I have been used to groping alone in the dark night, trying to pry into the mystery of time, but I have never really listened to the silence left by everything in the world. It turned out to be so sweet and gentle. The noise of the world and the noise of Science and Technology cover all the natural rhythms from time to time. Only in the night, when all the voices fade away, can the sigh of the night be heard. In real life, I am a person who is good at listening and inarticulate. However, gradually, I found that silent four eyes were like each other, which was better than whispering in my ears; Silent silence was better than noisy falsity. Therefore, I learned how to really listen. The night is always so deep that I can’t understand it. I spent countless hours sitting alone in the dim place of the night, staring at the dark space, but I couldn’t see through the depth of the night. Occasionally, I will try to listen quietly to see if I can hear the sound of blessings swaying in the wind from the quiet surroundings. Who broke the heart of dead leaves in the middle of the night, making it burst into tears? Who infuriated the red glow in the sky and burst into roaring like waves? Who, ruthlessly confiscated all the voices, leaving only lonely footsteps, ticking and ticking? The crickets in the grass chant happily; The flowers in Bud silently look forward to the gentle touch of dew. Therefore, in the middle of the night, I heard countless voices that were hard to hear in the troubled city. When it rains, I always like to sit in front of the window in the middle of the night, listening to the feelings of the rain and playing a strange melody with the sadness in my heart. The sound of wind and rain interweaved into chaotic music, and the thunder of roaring was the beating drum of heaven. When all the voices have gradually disappeared, I will sow my favorite music, making my soul intoxicated in the broken heart. I still remember that night, I turned on the phone, plugged in the headset, and began to play the audio recorded by all my sisters for me, letting the warmth spread from my ears to my heart, and then roaming my limbs with the heartbeat. Whether it’s a hoarse and low voice, or a soul-stirring Bel Canto, a concern of Standard Mandarin, or a blessing with a local accent, every sentence, like a slender finger, with a perfect posture, gently fiddle with my heartstrings, and pop up the beautiful melody, just like the most beautiful music in the world, deep into my fragile heart and emotional heart. Therefore, I was drunk in the sound of care. Close your eyes and listen quietly to every warmth flowing like a stream or a floating cloud in your heart. My closed eyes were gradually moist and moved, and I was grateful to fill my chest. Let my thoughts draw a beautiful picture with every sincere word. There are green mountains, blue seas and blue sky. Every sister appears in front of me as if they were real. Gradually, I couldn’t hear what my sisters were saying, only the gentle and concerned whispers rang in my ears. In fact, what I listen to is not their words, but the most sincere care and the most gentle care hidden behind every sentence. When all the audio has been broadcast, I have stepped into my dream. Life is like a dream. Life needs to weave many dreams to move on. No matter it is a wild fantasy or a down-to-earth planning, dream is always the driving force for people to move forward and the waves in the sea, one after another. In my dream, I seemed to hear streams flowing through my feet, birds singing on the branches, the breeze soliciting leaves, and the flowers spreading freely. And all my sisters are by my side listening to a pleasant Symphony accompanied by nature. Only at this moment can we truly understand the artistic conception of silence over sound. Because, I heard the music that I hadn’t heard before. Time flies like an arrow. It’s been almost a year in QQ, isn’t it? At that time, in order to thank Mei Er and Sister Tao for their attention, I tried my best to get into QQ, made formal friends with them, and continued to get to know many sisters with different personalities, immerse yourself in a warm atmosphere. I seem to be a lonely guest in a foreign land, riding a lonely boat, floating in the lonely emptiness. I have no intention to come to this familiar but unfamiliar mainland. From then on, I bathed in their tenderness and felt the rare friendship in the world. And they always listen to my tearing heartbreak and lonely heart words quietly on the other side. Once, I felt a little dissatisfied with my vulgar net name. But now, I feel gratified for this. I know that far away in the north, when my sisters saw the bright moon in the sky, whether it was round, short, cloudy or sunny, they would think of a melancholy man in the South, looking at the starry sky silently, thinking about them. If they listened quietly like me, they would also hear the blessings I delivered to them in the wind 2012.06.02 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. 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My Grassland

The beautiful sky drew a bright light, and there came thunder with the sound. Where are you at this moment? Who do I want to tell my mind? I am afraid of the pale and dazzling lightning, and even more afraid of the deafening thunder. If you are well, can you lend me a peaceful place? Not bad, I am happy! Today’s messy beauty makes me clean up yesterday’s tiredness. You said you couldn’t give it to me. I remember it was very pleased. There is breath of each other in the safe world, and the security door is locked in my mind. Then can everything coming back? Birds, send me a letter on the day of return. I will erase the intoxicating past, soar in the blue sky together, and draw our common shore. Heaven always cares for me and sticks to my own principles again and again. I find that I am not very happy. The world is so big that there are several people who are really crazy. Reason can defeat everything, but it cannot give real happiness. What I want is so much, and what I want to accommodate is even wider. Who can give me the real blue sky to soar? The prosperity of riding horses and galloping is our promise we have made. The prairie horse-wrangling is our imagination of the future. When will the natural and unrestrained life give me a starting point to settle down? The principle is just to restrain myself. In more cases, I am willing to give up my principle and go with you to follow our free route. Life is a youth, if the outbreak of resentment, I am afraid that I will regret for the rest of my life. Galloping blood, take me away, I am willing! 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…

Blessing of color

Pick up the flying catkins in the blue sky and the white clouds together, and let them incubate into the wings of angels instantly. When Green is like crazy nostalgia, which has drowned the desert which was once silent, the noise of all colors is unified into a single persistence. Even if the flowers bloom, it is only to add color to this sincerity. In the midday sunshine, I gently fly the white dove in my heart and wander in the freedom and vastness of the blue sea and blue sky in a season of purity to the Earth and to the wilderness, holding the feeling that the wind had been gone for countless times, I pasted the scarlet letter of blessing again on the threshold of your joy and happiness. Take the deep seawater and blue coral together, and let blessings breed them into wings of love. When Blue is like a melancholy desire to love, lingering in the dark sky, the phonology of all colors is interpreted as an independent Milky Way. Even if the stars shine, it is only adding color to the true feelings. The rain dew in the morning moistens all things with a kind of coolness. When I am facing the grassland, I slowly fly the eagle in my heart and soar happily and proudly in the blue sky, hanging the slogan of blessing again in your happy and broad lintel with the dive-down prey in your mouth. Take the invisible air and settled dust together, and let the habit to interpret them as real moths, and try their whole life to pounce on light and heat. When purple is like a noble thought, attached to the once injured soul, the rhythm of all colors develop into sad stories one by one, even if Liang Zhu’s sadness, it just adds some color to a true love. I decorated the sky with various changes in the evening glow. When I was facing the setting sun, I gradually flew the kite in my hands, flying in the sky without white clouds, with the ardent wind blowing countless times, once again put the sound of happiness in your heart of joy. Wandering in the ocean of abundant thoughts, the string of blessing with fluctuating mood presents different colors. 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…

Sea

Sending children to school in the south, the first time I came to Zhanjiang, Guangdong, was to see the sea. Those of us who were born in the mountains, I am afraid that what we yearn for most in our life is to look at the sea. The boundless imagination, the boundless vastness and the integrated world are full of infinite temptations. I have been agitating for many years and times. Now there is a chance to come here, and the sea must be seen undoubtedly. Although Zhanjiang, Guangdong province has reached the edge of the sea, it is still a harbor after all. What we saw in the Sea city of Zhanjiang was also the shallow sea, which was not vast at all. Although we heard that the East China Sea Fleet was stationed here, we could only look at the ocean and sigh. We couldn’t know what it was and watch its elegant demeanour. The sea city here, the first day we arrived in Zhanjiang, has been anxious to come here. I felt that there were many ships, countless large and small ships docked in the harbor, and countless large and small ships wandering on the sea. To see the real sea, you have to take a car of more than 40 kilometers to the East Island. On September 18th, I went to Donghai Island together with a parent of a Tianshui student. I came to Longhaitian. Walking out of Zhanjiang city, the road is full of coconut trees, which are typical tree species in the South, standing straight on both sides of the road. The road is flat and stretches infinitely. Looking out from the car, it really feels like a dome in the sky and a feeling of harmony between heaven and earth. When it comes to Longhaitian, it is already sunny. Having arrived here, I have to face the sea. On the contrary, I am not excited at all, because I already have it. We slowly found a place to have breakfast, and we watched several seafood restaurants, ready to taste at noon, then we came to Longhai Tianhai beach leisurely. As soon as I walked to the beach, it seemed that the four eyes were suddenly open, boundless and boundless blue sea. There are not many people on the beach. The sun has already been shining, and it shows a certain power. I took off my shoes and walked across the beach. The fine sand made my feet spicy and painful, and sweat also flowed on my forehead. It is said that this Longhaitian is the largest beach in China. It can be passed vertically only tens of meters, but it seems to be very long, and it can’t reach the sea water for a while. It seems that this statement is very true. I am was very reserved and careful, and also approached the sea devoutly. The rising and falling tide is just around my eyes. After all, I am still intoxicated. But I still went inside again, and the White Sea waves were coming one after another, which was still frightening. I think I should get closer and get used to it. Is this the seaside? Is this the seawater? Is this the waves? What I stepped on under my feet, what I held in my hands, and what I lifted on my head were the authentic seawater in the Pacific Ocean? Facing the increasing number of tourists and the unfamiliar Fellows, of course, I have to suppress my impulse. I must be an adult, and I won’t shout and jump like a child. However, I am still very satisfied in my heart, very proud, and the lowest. I have experienced the joy of facing the sea. This unobstructed enjoyment and boundless feeling cannot be found in the mountains, never find it. Although I have contacted the sea for countless times through such media as words, pictures and television, they are all Indirect. Compared with this kind of zero distance, it can hardly be mentioned in the same breath and absolutely irreplaceable. I kept taking photos. I changed different angles and pressed my shutter repeatedly. I couldn’t wait to put the whole sea view into my camera completely. Sometimes I even behaved blindly and fixed those scenes that shouldn’t have been shot. Someone has been surfing, surpassing the area marked by the red flag and green flag, fighting and challenging; There are also many little girls picking up shellfish, digging in the thick sand, looking. Thinking about it, even with the sea, waves and beaches, I am afraid that the wind will be calm, even if the waves hit the shore, even if the days will last for a long time. If there is no care and habitat of life, how much significance will it have. The sea is the source of life. We are close to the sea, praising the sea, not praising life and sighing the meaning of life’s survival. The sea is the hometown of all life. The movement of the sea is the growth of life. I asked those little girls who picked up shellfish that they also spoke Mandarin, which certainly had obvious local flavor. Picking it home is not for money, but for cooking. I understand. I also learned from them and picked up many conch and seashell with them. I remembered many songs about the sea I sang when I was young, and I also took their figures. My companions who came with me also took many photos for me. A 50-year-old man also picked up souvenirs of the sea with me. I think the sea is just around us. Her depth, his blue, her broadness and her broadness are all close to us, no matter the sunrise on the sea, or the bright moon at sea, even mirage, in fact, is in our hearts. Perhaps, it was still a long way from the northwest to the coast of the East Sea. I grew up so big and lived for so many years, but I didn’t even make a trip once. However, in terms of modern traffic information, it is also easy to insist on coming. Even, as long as you turn on the computer, you can have a panoramic view of everything in the world. When you come, you will have a feeling of being on the scene. In fact, the most beautiful artistic conception is still in my own heart and aesthetic. Although I had a personal experience, I would have more ideas and aftertaste. Unconsciously, I stood on another Highland. In fact, the short process of looking at the sea was soon replaced by the more hurried and distant journey. But my feelings about the sea have zero distance contact. My pride of being on the shore of the sea will always inspire me and inspire me. In addition, I have a more real understanding and taste of the surging waves, the vast sea surface and the fishy smell of the sea water. This kind of skin-cutting perception will also be inscribed in my heart, it will emerge at any time, awaken, fill the memory of my life, and enrich my lonely heart. This is the biggest benefit for me to see the sea in East Island this time. Maybe, I can also write a short text to praise the vastness and broadness of the sea, to correspond to the magnificence and straightness of the mountains, and to face the towering mountains like clouds in the future, my thoughts fly to the rippling sea… the sea, my hometown. I desire, I praise. 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…

Embody the true meaning in action

No matter how detailed a map is and how precise the proportion is, it can never take its owner to move half a step on the ground. No matter how fair the law of a country is, it can never prevent the occurrence of evil. Any treasure book, even the sheepskin roll in my hand, will never create wealth. Only actions can make maps, laws, treasure books, dreams, plans and goals have practical significance. Actions are like food and water, which can moisten me and make me successful. Procrastination stops me. It comes from fear. Now I feel this secret from the depth of all brave hearts. I know that if you want to overcome fear, you must act without hesitation. Only in this way can the panic in your heart be pacified. Now I know that actions will slow down the lion-like fear to ant-like peace. From then on, we should remember the enlightenment of Fireflies: only when flapping wings can we shine. I want to be a firefly, even in the sunny day, I also want to shine. Let others dance their wings like butterflies and live on the alms of flowers; I want to be fireflies to illuminate the Earth. We will not leave today’s things to tomorrow, because I know tomorrow will never come. Take Action Now! Even though my actions will not bring happiness and success, it is better to move and fail than to wait for death. Actions may not produce happy fruits, but without actions, all fruits cannot be harvested. Act at once! Act at once! Act at once! From now on, I will repeat this sentence over and over again, until I become a habit, like breathing, becoming instinct, like blinking. With this sentence, I can adjust my mood and meet every challenge that the loser avoids. I will take action now. Now is what I have, tomorrow is the working day reserved for lazy people, I am not lazy; Tomorrow is the day to abandon evil and follow good, I am not evil; Tomorrow is the day when the weak becomes the strong, I am not weak; Tomorrow is the day when losers excuse success. I am not a loser. I will take action now. We are eager for success, happiness and peace of mind. Unless I act, I will lose in the days of failure, misfortune and sleepless night. Success is not wait. If we hesitate, she will throw herself into others’ arms and abandon me forever. At this time, here, this person. Let’s take action now and jump up to pick apples. In psychology, there is a famous theory of picking apples, which means that a person who is eager for success should always try his best to pick those Apple targets that need to jump up to reach. Such people always set higher life goals for themselves, create new glory in life, gain greater success and hope for a better future. Such people, even though they may not be able to achieve their desired goals and reach the other side of their ideals, their subsequent success is often more than those who always pick the apples that they can reach. This has been proved by countless successful people who have made achievements. Jumping up and picking apples is such a vivid metaphor and a profound philosophy of life, which is really full of enlightenment and inspiration. Jumping up and picking apples is to set one higher life goal after another for yourself, and is not willing to throw life in the ordinary and mediocre. This is undoubtedly a kind of lofty vision, ideal and realm of life. Jumping up and picking apples is to constantly challenge yourself, surpass yourself, motivate your will with higher goals, stimulate your potential, activate your potential, and never be satisfied, never slack off, never tired, never cowardice, always maintain a firm will, a good state, and persistently climb to the higher goal of life! Jumping up and picking apples and setting higher life goals for yourself do not mean blindly and unrealistic high-spirited and indulged in fantasy and empty talk. On the contrary, jumping up to pick apples and climbing higher life goals require a clear mind, rational thinking, scientific attitude, rich knowledge and pragmatic spirit, we need firm will, solid strength, down-to-earth perseverance and step-by-step progress towards higher goals. Whether you can jump up and pick apples determines the state of life, the quality of life and the value of life. Jumping up and picking apples and climbing the new height of life goals are not only the fruits of harvest and the joy of success, but also the pleasure of experiencing the process of life struggle, as well as the sufferings of failure. However, overcoming failure and making life reach a new sublimation, a new realm and a new height are not precious life wealth and life experience! Jump up and pick the red and big apple of your own! Set a higher life goal for yourself and cross a higher benchmark. Your life will be brilliant, beautiful and valuable. 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…

Leave a little blank for life

In the vast world, many people are busy in order to be busy. They are tired and bitter, but they lose their direction and neglect their pursuit. When we stopped, we found that there are actually many things in life that we have to do. Then why not leave a little blank for your life and let your heart have a moment of peace and rest. Yu Qiuyu once said: grandeur fades in a flash, and noise is the alias of short-lived. Life is originally a complicated fallen flower. No matter it is mediocre or great in a dream, those memories that were once prosperous are nothing but clouds and smoke in a flash, which will eventually be engraved with the trace of enchantment. Leaving a little blank for life is to sit and watch the elegance and freedom of the clouds, to be indifferent to humiliation, to see the indifference of the clouds in the sky. When busy, when tired, the heart is looking forward to seclusion in the busy, just like hibernating animals, they need time to prepare for the upcoming start. Leave a little blank for life and a little more space for imagination. Life is a journey of wind and rain. After all, it is just a plain loess. But in those gaps of life, the poetic and pictorial atmosphere is always ignored by us, too many days have lost their luster because of cynicism and endless chatter. In quiet days, a cup of green tea and a book make life colorful. He was often moved by Tao Yuanming’s leisure and leisure. He was a philosopher of life. After the dusk of wine, the East fence was surrounded by chrysanthemum. He lived leisurely and leisurely, poetic, and life was real and simple, just like a seal, writing down on the blank is elegant, and writing down in the busy is memory. Life is like a blink of an eye. Suddenly I am so busy that I have been floating for half a day. I accompany with words quietly and wander in the poetic sea. I think so I am here! Leave a little blank for life, a little indifference for the fickle world, and a little space for noise. Even a little bit is enough to make life wonderful. In the bright and clear autumn, I should be happy! Yes, I should be happy! In the space of life, I watched the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, watched the vicissitudes of the situation, sang elegant poems, and felt innocent, leaving a little blank for my life after being busy, write the truth and simplicity of life, and the colorful moments! 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…