Rain of happiness

For so many years, I always thought that God would say hello when it rains. In other words, weather forecast makes us develop the problem of dependence. It says that if the weather is sunny, we will be bright; If it says thunderstorm, we will bring umbrellas; If it says ice and snow, we will guard against them. However, on that day, the weather forecast said it was sunny, but we all became drowned rats. That night, we were still relaxing outside. In the small square, adults are dancing while children are playing football and running. Sky Gray. The weather forecast said there was no rain. As a result, suddenly, the sky was like a piece of gray cloth, which was pulled down by someone. The downpour suddenly fell on the square. Without any pause or hesitation, all the people were immediately placed in the rainforest. The dance lineup was scattered, and most people didn’t even think about it. He fled towards the direction of his home. The rain is too heavy, and you are not allowed to run home in this moment. Kid, go there. I pointed to the nearest glass room to show my daughter, and I followed her. There are still a few people who haven’t escaped coming up. It is said to be a glass house, just because it is surrounded by glass. There are big eaves in the east and west directions. The door is locked. We can only hide under the eaves facing the east. At this moment, the strong wind was blowing towards the east with heavy rain, but our side survived. That’s great. We all laughed. I turned something inside and saw a man hiding from the other side of the glass room, which was also not enough to run away when dancing just now. She was in a very bad situation now. Under the threat of cold wind, the rainstorm pulled her all over the head, and the wind direction made her the end of the rain. Pa pa pa pa, I patted the glass hard and motioned her to come here. At last, she ran over after seeing it. At this time, the front of her body was already wet. It’s good here, I can’t wear it. Thank you! She said to me. It’s OK. I replied. At this time, we had three children and three adults. The rain is still pouring underground. If everything remains the same, we should be safe. Who knows, the spy Xiefeng finally found us and reported the rainstorm. They fought together and adjusted the direction of attack, aiming at the six of us. The raindrops shot at us like bullets. A mother beside her immediately stepped forward and blocked the fierce rain with her back. Good clever! I also became a wall for the other two children in the same way. One is my daughter, the other is my partner’s child. My partner, who knows which Treasure place to hide away now? I can’t even care about my children. As soon as I lost my mind, my back was completely drenched. Although the three children got a little protection, the dry area of the whole body had become very small after being baptized by storm and rain for a short time. Our Wall still stood there until the rain changed from fierce to gentle. Patter, patter, rain is small, we also laughed. Looking at each other, there is nothing to do with the chest and back. Ha ha ha, ha ha ha, it’s so interesting. Scattered people came from everywhere, and my partners also appeared. We were like a wizard seeing a Wizard: these people, from head to foot, did not have any intention of doing anything, and, from top to bottom, there are gifts from God. It turned out that they hid under the billboard, where there was only a small upper eaves. I patted my chest, very lucky for my original choice. It can be seen that in life, only with comparison can you feel how happy you are! With this kind of happiness, my daughter and I went home! Goodbye, the sudden rainstorm! Only because of your appearance did today’s story come into being. Thank you, go all the way! 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…

Commemorate the heroic footprint

Commemorate the heroic footprint

For a person who doesn’t understand the history, doesn’t know the past, and is hard to know the times of revolution and struggle, it is necessary to understand the works of that person in that period, that era or that person, it is difficult to understand and understand the true meaning of his inner works sincerely. As for some works and history, I dare not to talk about them in general. This is like: the same song, the same song, the same picture, from different people, in different perspectives and different points, will generate different feelings and different freedom of speech and mood, perhaps this is the common saying that people drink water, and they know that they are cold and warm; It can only be understood, but it is the same truth that cannot be said. The reason why these famous works can still emit dazzling light after years of washing lies in the author, I wrote down the tortuous, simple and blurred psychological journey of the story and the tough experience I encountered, which made me feel so painful and fragrant for a long time. Every time, I read the old Ba Jin’s works dog and Shen Congwen’s works Xiao Xiao, husband, border town, charming Jin, the leopard and the sheep and the works of some Western scholars will feel the same feelings. I remember the first time I saw the article “dog” written by old Ba Jin. At that time, I was still in middle school. When I met a bookstore on the street, I picked up a pirate book casually, after reading the book named Ba Jin, I just heard that the old Ba Jin was a famous writer at that time. His “family Spring and Autumn period” was still popular in TV stations, but I had not paid much attention to TV. That is, with a curious mind, I bought such a stolen book. When I got home, I began to read it carefully. But the result of reading at that time was just a look and then a look. After that, I thought it was just an article about dogs written by old Ba Jin. When you get older, you need to know more about what you have learned. I read deeply and comprehended it again. It seemed that, in fact, if it was just a dog, then there was no need. The old man had a careful sketch and drawing. There are also many kinds of dogs, such as domestically raised, captive, free-range, wandering, even crazy, etc. Moreover, the conditions of dogs can also be divided into rich, poor, unsettled and so on, which are all different from the categories of self-subordinated conditions, and live a different life. Another example is that after reading the husband and Xiao Xiao written by Mr. Shen Congwen, they are easy to be the same, which makes people feel a lot of feelings. For a husband who is forced to be helpless by real life, she can only sit outside the boat, waiting for her own woman, sitting on the sampan on the boat, forced to trade soul with money and power, sitting quietly outside the cabin, smoking foreign cigarettes and making a fool of himself. This scene is in a film called “village prostitute, how similar and different it is. But after viewing, what is left for people? However, numbness is very different! 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…

Warm sun, lingering

After rain, sun. At 5 o’clock in the afternoon. The air that instantly warms back is slightly wet with silk, expanding and spreading constantly, which is different from the freshness of the wild forest, and the turbidity is rolling in endlessly and spreading. Throwing away the clean and pure dry heat of Yan Xia, the sky is still dull. He threw himself in the sunshine which pricked his skin with slight pain, standing quietly, watching the sunshine peeling off his youth. Mottled, dark, lengthy inexplicable sadness, meaningless struggle time slowly squatted down against the sun, with his left hand embracing his knees, and his right finger lightly crossed the outline of the shadow falling on the ground, damp-heat and vanity. The slight stabbing pain faintly came from the back easily crossed the nerve center to reach the middle finger of the right hand. Quiver. The shade across the ground. Hidden. The huge darkness annihilated all the traces to be found. There is no scar after all. Before people found it, the eye edge trembled without trace. Turn around and stop your right hand at the edge of your eyebrows to block the dazzling gold. Let the sight wander around aimlessly. Can’t find. I clearly heard the sound of youth peeling off. Piecing together the broken fleeting time. Hate Rain. Afraid of being tied by the wet. Fear that the wall of youth, which is already not firm, is becoming more and more fragile. We can only collapse the mildew and wet youth again and again after the rain, hoping that the less violent sunshine will dry it after the rain. However, it has always been used to ignoring a problem about youth: it is so vague that people are used to ignoring it. I held myself by Yu Yang at 5 o’clock in the afternoon. I can only hold myself hard, feel the temperature of youth, and gently tell myself: my youth has been here. But there is no place to put it. 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. 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…