Love of distance

In my childhood, I always thought that the distance belonged to soldiers, and I always heard the heroic voice singing the pride tearing my throat; Or the numerous students, because there are a lot of people around me who have been admitted to school and left, and once they leave, they will leave all their lives. Now I understand that the distance can belong to everyone; The distance can also be a lot of feelings and feelings. Even in this colorful life, you only loved one person deeply. Even if your biggest wish is to grow old with her, the wind, flowers, snow and moon are the most changeable, maybe it was just that they had no chance after getting together. They were separated, and there was no chance to get back together. They were torn to heart, painful and helpless, and they could only look away from afar, you can write thousands of poems for them, and you can pray for thousands of times, then there will be no change. You feel the existence of the distant place, and the distant manpower is not enough, heart also not. Now only the same years will accompany the two people to grow old, but each of them is irrelevant. Maybe in this life, the two will not have the chance to meet each other again. Maybe you and her can walk thousands of miles together, and in the spring, you will tell your heart, hand in hand on the path paved with flowers, gently kiss, sweet! The taste of love stirs the passion of every cell in the bottom of my heart, completely transcending the meaning of warmth and reaching a higher stage. You believe that there is true love in the world, because she is at your side now, within reach, thousands of times more excited than dreams. But ah! As time goes by, life changes and human feelings are different. She left for some reasons, and it may also be because of your changes. She went far away without turning back, all the memories are frozen. The damage after beauty is a tragedy. She may still have some attachment to you, but she still left and never returned, leaving you alone on the common Road, silent in my heart, the promise that was too late to realize was originally a dream that loved deep into my heart. Maybe you lived with her for a period of time, but the oath of growing old together didn’t happen. The passionate life became thinner and thinner under the washing of years, the romantic warmth of the past has been replaced by the increasing trifles. The familiar habits have filled the heart full of desire. Love and life go to plain together, and the heart after plain! But she hoped to find passion somewhere else, so she left, either because of your change or just because of her, but as a result, she left, like a passer-by in your life. You may miss it later, but you will still start a new life and a new pursuit. Then, how many people yearn for holding hands for their whole life! Two people get married because of love, give birth to children, welcome everything in life together, tolerate, love, understand, take care of and change each other. Occasionally, you may quarrel or even fight, but you will soon calm down and return to normal life. However, this kind of life is far from the original love and has changed, that passionate era was decadent and vulgar in life. It turned out that love was like water surface, and after a wave, it was calm after it calmed down. Even if there were waves again, there would be no first intense memory. People will meet many people, many things, many things will become the past, many times will become forever, let’s cherish the people in front of us! Cherish the present. 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…

Ink is not inkstone, and I have thanked you

Tears floated in the wind and turned into a letter, recording the past for me, reading the yellowed thoughts that could not be sent, and permeating the restless memories in the rain —- inscription by the young man who was alone in the morning and caught the wind in the distance, there was a trace of sadness left on his flawless cheek, looking at the sky chasing kites quietly. Who was worrying about who? This period of time you gave, because you have no regrets, so you have no hesitation. If you have a chance to meet each other, please remember to say goodbye to me when you turn around! (1) The curtain starts slowly. The sunshine is just right. You said, the sunshine is sunny, the fleeting time is lonely, and we just meet each other. The morning sun shone on the desk through the window, mottled the ink on the textbook. I frowned, threw down my pen, and extended my sight along the vein of sunshine. What broke into my eyelids was a sleeping side face, breathing gently, all of a sudden, I really want to guard the silence as deep as night, stunned, looking at the light to outline your perfect face, I can’t help writing a pen, and there are four words on the paper: warm and cool as jade. You wake up quietly when you don’t have time to take back the sight of exploration. Your eyes overlap. You are shocked. Only for a moment, you will determine the radian of the corners of your mouth. Your eyes have the purity and cleanness that I can’t say, like a newborn baby, it makes people feel pitiful and lazy to get up, leaving me only the natural and unrestrained back at the end of the sunshine, your casual smile, eternal years. (Ii) misty and rainy, which coincides with the fleeting year, you said, it is worth nine days of rain. The child who had been used to the weather here was temperamental. Looking at the continuous autumn rain outside the curtain, he couldn’t help sighing and smiling bitterly. Fortunately, his roommate told him to bring an umbrella, tidy up books and stand at the door of the library before going out, looking at the ripples caused by raindrops around my feet, I like to walk into the rain and fog quietly and feel the artistic conception given by God. When you appear, I am holding an umbrella and preparing to leave. You say, classmate, is it convenient to give me a ride? I looked up, indulged in your slightly hoarse voice, and couldn’t help sighing: The world is really small, and you always let me off guard. I smiled and passed the umbrella to you. It was the first time to get along with a boy in such a way. I lowered my head and remained silent. You were wearing a pair of black and white Nike sneakers, once my younger brother wanted me to buy a pair for him, but I thought he couldn’t control this pair of shoes. Now it seems that you look so natural wearing this pair of shoes, as if he made it for you, what I didn’t find was that along the road you took, I didn’t step into a puddle, and my coat was not wet at all, which was much better than my own umbrella. Finally, you sent me back to the dormitory, and the umbrella was left to you. You smiled gently and said, thank you. I looked at your far-away back with a red face, which seemed harmonious and warm in the gray sky no matter how I looked. I didn’t tell you that under the purple umbrella in your hand, filled with my dreams and woven fairy tales. (3) hold a handful of Moonlight. You can say that Moonlight has temperature and life also has heat, so don’t be afraid. You will never be alone. That night, I lost my loved ones; That night, you came slowly through the moonlight, like an angel falling into the earth. You walked on the quiet Bluestone Road on campus with a guitar. At night, quiet makes people feel distressed. I huddled up on the wooden chair beside the road, hiding in the shadow of the tree. I knew that I must be like a clown at this moment, with red and swollen eyes and tears on my face, the intermittent sobs seemed so abrupt. You stood on my left and handed me a handkerchief. I looked up. Was it my fault? There was some tenderness and indulgence in your clear eyes? I didn’t pick it up. I buried my head on my knees and felt I was sitting in front of me with you, Your voice is quiet and low, you say, girl, it seems that this is not the first time we meet! You stroked my hair, I raised my head, and you wiped the wet tears on my face carefully. Under the moonlight, you were like an elf without any dust, and the cold light hit your face and shoulder, I look. In a flash, I felt the world was silent and my heart was quiet; Then, I leaned on the wooden chair casually and looked at the cold half-string Moon. You said, remember, this is the temperature of Moonlight, even in the dark night, life is warm. No matter what grievances or difficulties you encounter, you must be strong. Tears are only suitable for the weak. I still think smiles are more suitable for you, you sent it to me with the moonlight in your hand, which was sincerely irresistible. At that moment, you were the Angel of the moon in your heart. You should have just finished the class. I didn’t say anything. Seeing you take off the guitar, you ER, the clear string sound like a mountain spring flowed into your heart. A wound in your heart seemed to heal slowly, after a long time, I realized that under the lonely moonlight, the song played by the angelic boy was called “City of the Sky”. I think this is also a long time in the future and even now, the reason why I am paranoid about guitar and crazy about the city of sky with wooden guitar version! (4) If you don’t come, how dare I leave? I often ask myself: you have never said goodbye to me, then can I humbly think that there is still a chance to meet again? One day, locust flowers were fragrant, warm and gentle, suitable for encounter, but vaguely rendered the atmosphere of parting. Running out of the library with a pile of books in my arms, I kept complaining about the abnormal papers assigned by the teacher in my heart, so when I bumped into others, my brain crashed for several seconds, and in a trance, there was a kind of mint scent breaking into my nose, very comfortable, I just had to lower my head to pick up the book, but I forgot to look up to see who was hitting. When I took the book you handed me, I lowered my head and said, “sorry, thank you, thank you for patting my head gently and saying, girl, why are you so reckless? I will see the road in the future. I raised my head and smiled foolishly. It’s not an illusion. It’s really you! My companions urged you to leave. I vaguely heard that you were going to pick up files. Standing there, I couldn’t move. There were repeated files, files and files in my mind? Are you leaving? Will I never see you again in this school? I ran out of the library and wanted to stop you from asking if you really wanted to leave, but I could only hold a book and stay there, watching you gradually disappear in my pupil, the book in your arms also includes the temperature of your fingertips and the faint fragrance of mint; You wore a white T-shirt and dark blue jeans that day, and your feet were still those black and white Nike sneakers. You looked so dazzling under the sun, when the breeze came, my hair danced mischievously. At that time, I just wanted to write down four sentences: a gentleman is as warm as jade, the breeze winds around the green silk, and the evil hooks smile on his lips, and the whole garden spring is dim. (V) taking photos after years can’t afford the waste of time. I like to walk alone on the secluded Bluestone Road on campus in a quiet night and ask the moon if you are living well now, will you still remember me? Since then, I have never seen you again. There is no library, no self-study room, no basketball court, no fat Bluestone Road. I still like to hang out on campus with umbrellas when it rains, but I still haven’t seen you. I didn’t tell you. I miss you. I really want! I miss you baby-like pure eyes, you miss your smile on the corners of your mouth, you miss you call me girl in a low voice. I have never told anyone why I don’t reject basketball any more suddenly, and I like to watch the running Genie on the basketball court quietly: dribble, dribble and three-step basket. The last time I saw you was on the basketball court, and you were invited to participate in the fellowship match, but when I arrived, the game was over. I had never seen you playing basketball, but I finally missed it. I almost found you from the crowd at a glance. You talked to me and my companions with your back, I am more mature and handsome than before. I want to say hello to you, lift my feet and take it back again. My body is drained and leaned on the poplar tree on the roadside like oxygen, there is a blue figure beside you. She holds your mug in her hand and your light gray coat in her arms. Maybe even you haven’t found it, you see her unspeakable spoil and tenderness in her eyes watching you get on the bus and leave, I slowly slide down the trunk, squatting on the roadside, You Once Said smile is more suitable for me, but I finally cried. Between us, it seems that you are always leaving and I am waiting for you. So what I see is always your invisible back from clear to vague, I think it will be the last time, from now on, even to see you The back will become a luxurious thing (VI) youth has passed away, and there are too many memories talking in the heart almost every girl has ever cared about a person and paid close attention to him in adolescence, he secretly liked it sweetly and sadly. In his memory, he could be a classmate, a friend, a neighbor, or even a stranger who didn’t know his name. Maybe many years later, his face had been worn out in her mind, but every time he closed his eyes, what appeared in front of him would be the warm faint smile around his mouth, the person’s mint-like cool breath will drift across the nose in a trance. After years, maybe even I can’t tell whether I fell in love with that handsome young boy or that beautiful time. On the bookmark of that time, perhaps there is only a pair of clear eyes, a deep figure and a pleasant voice left. In fact, what time erases is only memory, while what is eternal is that the heart is not willing to be infatuated and sentimentally attached. Grinding inkstone, writing, silent pain hit me, memory was blank for a moment, and it turned out that the tea was already gone, but I was still sinking in it and didn’t wake up. Since when did our world begin to be strange? But now I am willing to turn into a meteor, passing through your dream 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…

Self-Knowledge

Men, don’t scold women with a grin that they are not good people, and they are all reality greedy for vanity. Don’t forget that your mother and your grandmother are all women. The same is true for women. Don’t objectively classify men into the same category, like the new and dislike the old, and have no conscience. If it is really so bad, will your mother be willing to marry such a person and give birth to you? Don’t expect to be the Queen who rules who. If he can treat you as a princess, you will be happy secretly. Love, don’t ask too much, tolerance and sincerity are mutual. No one should treat you well! The relationship between people is like this, and there is no such thing as taking it for granted. If you regard the reason as right, then you can slap yourself and ask yourself in the mirror what you are? How many pledges of Eternal Love lost to reality and distance? How many realities and distances have won everlasting? In fact, the communication between people has a purpose. I think only love can’t do it. If you love someone, you only love ta without any purpose. Most of us like to give our loved ones what they need in our own way, care about our own feelings and ignore each other’s needs. I like bananas, so I gave you bananas to eat, but forgot that you don’t eat bananas at all. What you love is apples. It is this idea that always takes self as the primary priority that makes how many relationships change from harmony to mutual antipathy and exclusion. Few people can achieve true tolerance and understanding. If all can be achieved, the society will be truly harmonious. Especially in the relationship between the two sexes, women are born with such an idea that men should tolerate me. They regard themselves as people who should enjoy being cared for, so they are unscrupulous. You are all like this, can you still blame men for their fearlessness? Many times, you should really find the root of the problem from yourself. Don’t yell at your throat that your man doesn’t hurt you. In fact, what I can’t stand most is women’s hysterical roar, anger and death, let alone men. Sometimes, their male compatriots are really hard. It’s good to be naughty and emotional. It’s really enough. Children, can grow snacks in the future some women are obedient to their boyfriends, considerate, gentle and virtuous. But this man just didn’t cherish her. He would only pursue those who couldn’t be done with anger. Why did they humbly and regardless of everything? In order to conquer desire, women can’t lose pride because of love at any time. When you become humble, you can only be dumped and looked down. Don’t forget that beauty should coexist with independence and pride. If you are slandered or denied, you should learn to laugh without saying a word. When others deny you, you will defend yourself in a tone of nearly 100 times. You should know that no matter anyone, desperate shouting will make people disgusted, it was like a person who was stripped off layer by layer and threw in the crowd, losing elegance and calmness. At this time, no matter how hard you struggle, you must pretend! I tried my best to pretend to be indifferent! Otherwise, you will lose. People and the world, in fact, are just a few things. He loves you, and then he only treats you well. He hated you and tried every means to embarrass you. He is not familiar with you, and at most, he is polite to ask and say hello. Can you make everyone love you and want to treat you? Can’t! That’s a little self-knowledge and strong to live. In some articles, the words are so beautiful that when you read them, you will feel suffocated. The pale words, no matter how many flowery words are mixed with, can’t compare with the natural sobbing true feelings and lonely nights. Who do you talk? Talking to yourself in the screen. 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…

The heart window is opened here

When I was young, I wanted to pursue my ideal, and then I went to look for sustenance. I ran tirelessly in the vast world and unconsciously lost my ideal in the rough life. When I look back when I am old and weak, it is full of loneliness and bitterness. It seemed that I had a long lost dream. After a hasty and hurried life, I felt disappointed and chatted endlessly, as if I had been standing on the boundless Gobi wasteland. Sometimes I compare myself to a reef in the river. Seeing the vast river flowing by me constantly, I can see that their world is so broad and grand, and show their natural and unrestrained and happy. When I was in trouble, I also thought that everyone had a different self from others, and he had to use his whole body and mind to perceive this wonderful world, so he got various answers. However, what makes me clumsy is that I don’t understand this situation. I once held the belief that since I would give you all my life, I would not expect the society to give you a reward. The reward will only bring troubles and disappointment to myself. Everyone says that hope is always proportional to disappointment. Who doesn’t understand this truth. However, success and wealth are still the halo hanging on the top of today’s secular people. This era full of utility is still unclear. Until I saw a paragraph on the Internet, the general idea is: no one is not lonely, no one can really enter your heart, only oneself can truly know and comfort the soul, others are just an external cause, I can’t take responsibility for you, and I can’t completely dissolve your fundamental loneliness. Love in life is just a kind of feeling and energy, but to eliminate the loneliness in your heart, you still need yourself. This sentence could not be associated at first glance, but it seemed to show something to me with a careful elaboration, which seemed to have some kind of inspiration. Then I reflected on the road I had traveled, both happiness and sadness. At that time, I put my life into the endless journey without any regrets, and every step was trudging as hard as I could. Although I was hurt and tired after falling, I thought of it, it was not a spiritual wealth. After all, my nature is foolish, and I am a little obsessed and silly. When I was young, I felt that there were flowers everywhere in the sunny sky for the belief in my heart; I laughed at those gangsters, mediocre short-sighted people, and sometimes even worried about their future, preach to them like a saint. After middle age, I was confused by desire again. The desire was abrupt one after another in front of me like a mountain peak, and I made unremitting efforts to climb. Even if I was hurt and tired, I would not hesitate, almost no turning back! I didn’t realize that I had white hair until my tired heart could no longer reach others. Time is moving forward, and the great changes of the times explain everything. I feel old, but I always ponder in the gone history; I can’t face the loneliness in front of me. I feel it because of one sentence today, although I understand it later, but I can also sort out the chaotic thoughts of my life. Reflect on your life’s right and wrong, and be a person who can distinguish between good and evil and beauty. Why didn’t you realize the positive result in the lost way. The opportunity to analyze our thinking here is to thank the modern network and the garden that expresses our feelings. We can walk through the journey of life without regret and solve the obstacles in our hearts, to express the progress of the society, you can read the words of wise people here, touch the pulse of the present era and cannot be detached. You also need to learn the generosity of wise people and pursue the selfless and fearless attitude to enjoy life, capture the signal of optimism to experience the colorful world. I want to open my heart window here. Some people say: Loneliness is the furnace of spirit. Tranquility and wisdom come from the deepest loneliness of spirit, and confidence and strength also come from the deepest loneliness. When you enjoy loneliness peacefully, when an independent spiritual individual stands up, he is no longer a vassal of others. These are all what Jingfu is thinking about now. 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…

Recalling return where

Late autumn night, a little chill. The town fell asleep quietly, yellow dogs in the distance were barking lightly, insects perched in the withered and yellow grass, and autumn cicadas after Frost were singing in harmony. I was sitting quietly in front of the security window made of cold stainless steel at the west corner of the small city. The perfume of Lishui River and the fragrance of osmanthus floated to the window faintly. The night screen card in front of the community is on, and the red and purple lights are flashing alternately, like the blink of the night, thoughts? a href=’ search.php ‘target =’_blank’> nostalgia Cuo spectrum cattle  frequency call) cut animal husbandry wo Huan playing  frequency angle Yi beaten gua ㄏ palate take pseudo-fold? br /> The red stones, the clear streams, the green locusts flying everywhere over the green rice, and the various beetles crawling around the paths in the late autumn, I am obsessed with a small village with a beautiful story, a small village with a beautiful name. You said, the hard-working guy had some unspeakable good things. I chuckled at the big pumpkin, the long cowpea and the white radish, and laughed at the beautiful memories in your faint narration, laugh at the cocked corners of your mouth. The old pumpkin vine swinging in the autumn wind and the long green cowpea swaying in the morning fog must be the leading role of your dream tonight. There is a scene that will freeze: In the radish field, the young man in white shirt is wiping sweat with the muddy hands that have just pulled out the radish seedlings, and the girl with twist braid comes over and smiles shyly, the little heart is green in the green seedlings,. You said you were the most popular guy at that time. All the young people in the joint school gathered together, listening to you playing three strings; The boys playing basketball were sweating, just putting down the ball, the smoke was burning, the cabbage was floating in the meat soup, and everyone rushed around; During the break, go up the mountain to pick tea bags, find rice carambola, go down the ditch to touch crabs and catch flat fish. It was also in the autumn night, the moonlight was like water, and there was yellow dizzy light. The boy’s heart became soft and chaotic, standing beside the playground full of weeds, I took out the harmonica and gently put it on my mouth, sighed and sighed, played and played. The beautiful night was so quiet that only my piano was left on the grassland, and I wanted to write a letter to the girl in the distance, unfortunately, there is no postman to send a message. It was a sweet and sad night, and she liked to imagine your panic under the kerosene lamp. If you are in a mess, she will complain sweetly that the yellow dog at home stopped barking yesterday. You said, at that time you were a young man with a literary dream. I laughed, it should be a silly guy. She sat in front of you and threw her braid at the front of your desk from time to time. Timidly, you touched the hair with a pencil. One mm, two mm, the hair was not touched, however, the heart touched the story of Liang Zhu, which was flowing in the pen. The young man thought about it foolishly. Following your beautiful memory, I also walked for a while. Half slope Camellia, Mantian rape flower, green wild mountain onion, clear stream attic, I sat in front of the window, outside the window was endless black and grapefruit fragrance, the sound of electronic piano was flowing inside the window. I prefer to choose clarinet, which is like a long water, which can make people’s thoughts flow far away. Only it can interpret the long length of “Night of grassland. It is a pity that there is no Ma Tou Qin in the options. The sound of Ma Tou Qin is long and vicissitudes, and the night may be thicker. Cool well water, clear stream water, glittering Dew, golden orange on the hillside, yellow green pomelo, the big Reed Rooster singing at dawn downstairs, besides, the poem on the door which the old owner of my house specially reserved for me, the new owner, is the most gentle one who bowed his head, like a lotus flower, which is extremely shy to the cool wind, saying a word to cherish shayanala! sha yang Nora! Follow the memory every step, the heart will be moist, because with you, the heart is not lonely. The past was quiet and the memory was quiet. It was a pity that it was too far away and a little desolate. The world was troubled and my heart was gradually covered with dust. The industrious guy had already made up half a hundred people, and the girl who played the piano near the window also made the sadness into two temples of slight frost on the sail of the years, who can dry into Tang Poetry and Song poetry? Lotus maybe can. Everyone’s palm was holding a lotus seed five hundred years ago, which slipped into the pond in autumn without any intention. The window is green and the flowers are blooming. Lian said: I am the lotus seed you lost five hundred years ago/break your heart once a year/how many people have guessed/Lotus’s heart/slowly dry into Tang Poetry and Song poetry, but neither you nor I can. The pen when I was young was still there, and the ink was just dry. There are many camphora trees along the road, and the dew at night is occasionally knocked over by flying insects. The pots and pans are symphonic, and the scenes to be performed every day are somewhat plain and indifferent. There is no scenery in familiar places, no stories in familiar people, and no suspense in familiar stories. Memory, the beautiful memory under the camphora tree, the memory waking up at the edge of the lotus pond, is the thread that is always pulling in the heart of the people who are drifting away, it is a scenery that confused people can never walk out. With memory, the scolding sound becomes fresh and tender. The soft loofah Vine in the bottom of my heart stretches out slowly. The fate will not disappoint every kind person. When I am alone, I will recall the night when I listen to songs together, the song is charming and a little cold. Words have naughty warmth. In your peaceful eyes, your heart gradually becomes quiet. I want to find a rainy day and go to the Red River Valley alone. In the bright and clean streams and among the red stones, I will sing a pure song and chase after the jumping fish, we also need to lift the water on the black hair of the young man who was eavesdropping beside the slippery stone. However, it was the season when the lotus seed had not slipped. 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…