On travel

In the sunny days before, I liked to travel aimlessly along the road by riding a bicycle and putting on headphones. Raise your head, touch the sunshine lightly, and use my skin to feel its beauty. Raise my face and touch the breeze to comfort my soul. At that time, I liked the feeling of seemingly wandering. I had no purpose, no direction, and I didn’t travel for finding anything. I just wanted to show myself the beautiful world, but myself. When I travel alone, I don’t feel lonely. When I am in the surrounding scenery, I will forget that there is me in this world. In the world with a sense of existence, I will feel that it doesn’t exist. Feel the direction at the intersection without direction. Occasionally, I would stop my bike, lean on the roadside, spread out the prepared mat, sit on the lawn by the roadside, look up at the blue sky, look at the clouds, chew a grass root and sing songs. That’s it, let your heart wander freely. But after wandering for a long time, I just want to find a home. After wandering for a long time, I can’t find my way, no direction, no other shore. I like the feeling of wandering, but I just want to get rid of wandering. Travel, my escape, I don’t want to travel alone to see the world in my heart. I found that no matter which intersection I set out from, when I came back, it was always the same road, because when I walked, it was aimless. If I didn’t remember the road when I came, I am really wandering. A person always can’t care about myself. Whenever I arrive at the intersection where I want to make a choice, I always keep thinking and fighting with each other. It is just a choice from left to right. After walking one way, I always miss the other. Although I just look at the scenery, I always feel that the scenery of another road will be more beautiful than this. If I travel alone for a long time, I will feel tired in my heart. I will not be lonely with scenery, but I will be lonely without friends. One day by accident, I found that I was lost and really wanted to find someone around me to ask. Then I found that they were all far away from me. That day ago, I thought I am right, but I was still wrong. Although I saw a lot of scenery, felt a lot of breeze, and got a lot of love from the sunshine. But I am not happy. I am selfish during this trip. I didn’t share it with others. During this trip, I was so arrogant that I didn’t want to meet anyone. I just thought it would be good for me to walk on this road alone. What I need is not scenery, but love. What I want is not a road, but a direction. A person is always like a child who has made mistakes. He will feel unsafe wherever he goes. After that day, I put down my bike and took off my headphones. My ears are no longer music, but Greetings from friends. We are no longer alone on the road. We walk on the scenery we have never met before. Even if they are not beautiful enough, my heart is full of beauty. As for traveling, what matters is not the scenery, but who will go with you. What matters is not the road, but the direction. What matters is not mood, but emotion. 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…

There’s plenty of fish

If people don’t have emotions, it would be better, and there will be less care and trouble. A stone lay quietly on the mountain, witnessing the moon of yesterday and the stars of today. Whether you like it or not. Day after day, year after year, this stone without carving has been depreciated, not annoyed by depreciating, praised, and not delighted by praise. It was indifferent to all the words of the world, lying there, waiting for the sculptor in the fate. Even if the sculptor comes, it will not make it happy, and leaving will not make him sad. It is it, a stone without emotion. However, after all, a person is a person, not a stone, and has seven emotions and six desires. Love, hurt, success and failure. Maybe each of us is not afraid of love or separation. What we are afraid of is the depth of love. We are reluctant to part with each other and care after separation. Maybe every one of us is not afraid of failure. What we are afraid of is that we cannot make efforts and find a direction. There is no end to a long road. I sat under an old locust tree and saw people coming and going, from appearance to clothing, all of which were different. These characteristics should be recognized. A person has experienced many things. When he sees strange scenery and figures, he will always have some familiar feelings. Judging from these tall trees, this road has been located here for hundreds of years. Fortunately, after experiencing ups and downs, these trees grew healthily, adding a touch of green to the world. Looking up and looking at the sky, there was only sporadic sunlight passing through the gap. From the sky, I really wanted to ask: who had such foresight and planted these trees to enjoy the cool for passers-by hundreds of years later? There was no need to ask about some things any more. Even if asked, there would be no result. The Great Wall was still there today, and Qin Shihuang was not seen in those years. Life needs a free and easy life. Don’t want to go to the past, don’t look at the future, just ask the present. It is said that there was a frustrated ancient man who also went through this road. Because of the hardship of life and the broken family, he had to leave the city and go to a beautiful place that nobody knew. At that time, he just walked along this road and kept walking until he reached this place. The tall trees were towering, the grass was luxuriant, and the birds were gentle. He wrote a sentence with mixed feelings: there was no grass in the end of the world. He plucked up his courage and continued to move forward firmly. At the end of the road, his eyes were shining, with mountains, water, trees and birds. Therefore, he decided to stay, ploughing at sunrise and resting at sunset. Indeed, when people are frustrated, they should return to nature. Only here can they find the source of life and make up for the injured soul. After several years, it has gradually improved and its reputation has greatly increased. People from all over the world came to meet this man who had gone from failure to success. He also intended to return to that sad city again, but when he walked to the middle of the road and saw these trees and birds again, his heart began to feel uneasy. Therefore, he returned to the long-lost cabin and calmed his heart. He found that he had fallen in love with everything here, a flower, a grass, a wood, a mountain, a water and a world. Whether these things are true or not is no longer important. In the long river of history, how many things are true and how many things are false, and how can we distinguish them clearly. Some people say that people are born to overcome difficulties. Sisyphus pushed a big stone up the mountain. Every time when it was approaching the top of the mountain, the stone rolled down again and again. For Sisyphus, difficulties were always in front of him, but he could never overcome them. He did not choose to give up, and still worked hard for success. From the very beginning, when we came to this world smoothly, we had already overcome the biggest difficulty and experienced the most thrilling test. The turbulence and swaying all the way finally arrived now, it is also the greatest success. The colorful life does not lie in how successful it is, how much money it has earned, what awards it has won, nor in whether it has reached the peak of life, but in whether it is free and easy to obtain, if you turn it upside down, will you get up? Pat the dust on your body and move forward without complaining or escaping. Suddenly, you will find that there are sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, which is a complete life. Gradually leaning to the West, a vehicle spurted away from the side, staring at it, like a Acrobatic Troupe, also known as a entertainer. I have seen their performances, some spitting fire and some swallowing iron balls. I worshiped them very much at that time. However, when performing now, it is more about pretending false expressions and using false props to cater to the audience’s preferences. Of course, who makes the audience like this. They are also forced by life, doing things they don’t like? This long road, how many people have passed, how many people laugh, how many people feel sad. What are we pursuing? Money, vanity, status, or fame? The wild flowers on the roadside are blooming and colorful. For passers-by, you don’t have to stay for so long, because it is not for you, but waiting for a painter, this painter didn’t know that he didn’t exist in this world, or in the crowd just past, he had already crossed the street with this flower several times. If you go forward, you don’t have to feel sad for the missed flower, lose or miss it, because it doesn’t belong to you. Go straight along this road. There are thousands of flowers in a big garden, and there is always a flower blooming for you. I have loved, fell in love, divided, injured, and experienced a variety of things; I have tried hard, succeeded, failed, and suffered, and traveled all over the country. After breaking up, I told myself not to cry. Many years ago, we were just strangers. Try to make yourself a person without emotion, but how can it be possible that animals will shed a drop of tears when they are going to die. Failed, I told myself to be strong, you see, how many people go on bravely. Only by sticking to the end can we see the rainbow. On the way forward, we often hit the last tree, and behind the tree is the beautiful scenery. The East is not bright while the West is bright. Since we can’t have no emotion, then we will live a free and easy life without holding or tripping, without shame or annoyance. Like that stone, after experiencing the baptism of time, it still remained calm and ignored the disturbing outside world. Spring is coming, white, piece by piece, like snow in winter. In this winter, we have been here many times and passed many times, just like this willow tree. The more the wind blows, the less Catkins it has. One day, it will lose everything. However, looking at the lush leaves, the trees look stronger. There are few willows blowing on the branches, and there is no grass at the end of the world. 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. 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