This road and Li Dali and his three loafers

This road and Li Dali and his three loafers

1 I didn’t know how long he had walked on this road, but he kept walking like this. Because, he firmly believes that the persistence and struggle of life comes from life and people’s constant persistence and pursuit of adversity. Because he firmly believed that the gorgeous rainbow hung after the wind and rain. Because, he believed that without the cocoon shedding into a butterfly’s Chrysalis, there would be no slender feet dancing! Therefore, after this series of reasons, what greeted him could only be a kind of exploration and pursuit without any choice. Then who is he? He is the great power and his three treasures to be introduced in this story. Li Li is a street vendor from a poor mountain town. At one end of the street corner, he is a small vegetable farmer who plays with flowers and plants or sells some fruits, vegetables and rice noodles. Everyday life is full of extraordinary hardship and busyness. But there were still some occasional leisure time to take care of his three treasures. These three living treasures are not other flowers and plants, but the species that human beings are most loyal to their masters from beginning to end and are called dogs and dogs. How did Li Dali get to know these three loafers? It should start from the time when he entered the city vigorously. Dali was originally a remote mountain village, a farmer who was born as a coolie. When he was forced to have no way out, he held a mentality of entering the city for a try, I didn’t know there was no result after the hardship of going to the city, but I had to contend with the embarrassment and entanglement of the reality and started a vegetable farmer who was a street vendor. In his daily busyness, he got to know the three treasures wandering in the streets for food like him every morning and evening. I deeply knew the humbleness and bitterness of my family background, and also could feel the loss and sorrow of being abandoned on the street by the owner. At that time, he thought that although I had the same grief, poverty and desolation, I still tasted enough spare capacity to support these three treasures. Therefore, one person and three treasures became the main road of this street scenery. Dabao is a pure white pet, which is counted as the most active one every day, and it is also the most active one every time. He is always jumping and jumping with joy, following around in front of and behind Li Li. However, for the other two babies, they have to show a little bit later and shoot a lot slowly. Most of the time they are running and playing with Dabao. This made the vigorous life of wandering in a foreign land enrich and enrich a lot. 2 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…

Miss snowy day

After working for a long time, I realized that it was noon. Walking out of the office, a few snowflakes floated on my shoulder. When I woke up at noon, I looked out of the window at the floating snow, which had dyed the outside into a piece of silver. This long-lost Ruixue surprised me! Maybe it is because I was born in winter. In the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, I like winter, especially the winter snow with white wool flying. When I was young, I always looked forward to snow. It’s snowing, and the school is about to have a holiday. At the same time, it means that the new year is coming soon. As the saying goes, adults are looking forward to entering the field, and young children are looking forward to the New Year. All the year round, only during the New Year can children in the countryside eat a few meals of white rice, put on new clothes and have fun for a period of time. In my memory, the new year of my hometown is always accompanied by several winter snows. Snowy days are the easiest to make our peasant children happy. When I shrank into the bed and slept beautifully, I got up the next morning and saw snowflakes flying all over the sky, covered with silver and the mountain became a white world, so I couldn’t help having breakfast, the first one jumped up and ran to the terrace, using his hand as a trumpet, shouting desperately: it’s snowing, it’s snowing, come out to play! My companions who were still lying in the quilt climbed up one by one as soon as they heard the cry of snow. They responded to my call and ran out to play one after another. Although the clothes of our farm children are thin and uncovered, and some of them only wear half of rubber shoes, we never let off such an opportunity as snow days to play freely, fight snowballs, make snowmen, write snowwords and throw snowballs, I had such a happy time and forgot what I had done! Adults told us to go home for dinner again and again. We were always reluctant to leave for a long time. Snowy days make me happy, but there are also times that embarrass me. One winter, on a snowy morning, my chilblain feet were red and swollen, and my shoes couldn’t fit in. My mother saw that our home was one mile away from school. It was very difficult for me to walk, so she asked me to read books at home instead of going to school. I was qiuzhibude. My mother burnt a charcoal fire for me. I sat by the charcoal fire and read books for a while, but I couldn’t sit still. When my mother went to the vegetable garden, I ran to the snow outside and made a big snowman. When I was intoxicated with myself proudly, principal Liu stood behind me and patted me on the shoulder, saying: Who is this snow like? I turned around and saw that it was principal Liu. I blushed and prepared to scold each other. Unexpectedly, principal Liu grabbed my hand and said, “go, take your schoolbag. Your feet are swollen like that. I will carry you to school and sleep with me at night. Principal Liu took me and left. When he went to school, because of the freezing on the road, principal Liu looked very hard to carry me behind his back. The wooden stick in his hand was not stable at all, and suddenly fell down on the snow. In order to save me, he rolled his back into the river, wet. I cried with great sadness in my heart. Principal Liu got up and said jokingly: Isn’t it good to have some cat urine. After saying that, he crouched down and let me fall on his back. I was embarrassed to ask him to carry it again. I walked forward by myself. He pulled me to his back and carried me to school all the time. I’m a little ashamed. From that time on, no matter how difficult it was, I never missed a class again. When I grew up, I walked out of the mountains and went to study in the city. Later, I seldom experienced the fun of the snowy day in my hometown. I have lived in the city for more than twenty years, and there are only a few snowy days. Especially in recent years, it is hard to see the snow flying all over the sky, let alone the heavy snow with goose feather. So I thought: why doesn’t it snow in the city? Why didn’t God give us a snow? Sometimes I really want to live in the countryside for ten days and a half, and see the beautiful scenery of the thousands of trees and pear blossoms in my hometown. But I often call my hometown. My elder brother said that it was hard to see heavy snow like the past in my hometown these years. Therefore, I miss those snowy days. Although we are no longer naive and ignorant teenagers, and we may not make snowmen or fight in snowy days, I still want to witness the silver world with snowflakes fluttering, let go of the innocence and fun that has been treasured in my heart for a long time. Like (prose editor: prose online) 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…

Long accompany

I will continue to stay with this city in another way 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…

How many people are confused in the future, and how many people are silent at that time

Guide: We all have a pair of invisible wings, but the wings against the wind are more suitable for us to fly. He honed our wings, tempered our minds, and made us learn to be strong. I am not afraid of being blocked by thousands of people, but I am afraid that I will surrender in the face of myself. Ideal dream is the goal for people to move forward, the sustenance of people’s emotions, and the driving force for people to move forward. But if there is only ideal, dream without giving corresponding actions, then all the ideal and dream will become fantasy, and in the end, nothing will be achieved, and depression will die. As time flies, we will never catch up with it. Maybe yesterday I was still working, but today I wandered around; Maybe yesterday I was still hesitating about one thing, but today I forgot yesterday’s things; maybe yesterday I shared joy with my family at home, but today I embarked on the journey of job hunting; Maybe yesterday I didn’t know anything, and today I can only rely on myself. There are too many differences, including Joy and crying; There are freshness and frustration; There are freedom and loneliness. I am an ordinary person, how could all this be a little unprepared and hesitant for me. Entering the society, one must live among the Society for the sake of life. It is a kind of hardship, a test and a desire for future life for us. I also have many hobbies and passion on campus. But now we are poisoned by reality without interests, hobbies, dreams and goals. After entering the society, I will work hard for my dream. I will no longer work hard for what I do for everything. I will work hard for myself, truly set goals for your dreams, give yourself a dream, find goals, and go on! Considering the current social environment, any cat or dog can say scornfully that college students are all over the floor. However, for young people like us who have low degrees, lack of social experience and know nothing, it is more difficult to stand in the society. Anyone who comes out casually is more knowledgeable and capable than us. If we spend the so-called relaxed and happy youth now, then we can only become a person at the mercy of others in the future. I don’t want to go with the flow, I don’t want to be defeated by reality, I want to be myself, I don’t want to live a life without doing anything, I don’t want to do things that I regret! I should learn to think independently, not blindly follow the crowd, uphold my own personality, add some adventurous spirit, and keep full energy to face every day! I want to abandon the timid and cowardly me and become a person who can take the initiative to knock on the door of opportunity, and can always live with enthusiasm! Now, only by constantly enriching my mind, can I not retreat from the social employment resistance and face the future life more confidently! In life, I will learn to be independent, get rid of the dependence on my parents, and be able to face the sufferings and setbacks firmly. I will not bow to the obstruction of reality. I like those songs full of dreams very much. I must admit that I am easily moved by the stories of insisting on dreams in music. That is because I also have dreams, but I never bother to insist, everyone has a dream, and they have declared loudly that they want to realize it, but few people know how strong the courage to stick to the end will be, it is the practice of most people to retreat from difficulties, including myself. Editor’s note: We all have a trace of youth, confusion, yearning, fantasy and dream intertwined. But don’t forget our goal all the time. We use our fragile wings to create a strong confidence. People live only for that happiness, happiness! We must believe in ourselves. In youth we love the text in life every day record of our 1.1 drops all kinds of joys and sorrows are published in our space in listening red graceful, build heart space. Write youth sadness and build soul harbor. Words that are not sensational can also describe those powerless past. I don’t know how many years later, when we read the current words, we laughed at them or burst into tears. Or I don’t have feelings. I like writing and sharing. The happiest thing for me is that I can see so many messages on QQ. If I appear in your friends list, it means that we are destined, but no matter how you add me, knowing each other is a fate. I really hope you can all become my friends. Love words, life, music, space and youth. If you are also a friend who likes writing, then add me. 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…

Student aid policy helps me become a talent

For most people, getting the Admission Notice of college entrance examination will get the golden key to open universities. As for me from rural areas, loan contract is my ladder to university. Without the national student loan, the university notice is a piece of waste paper, which has no meaning at all. I remember that my father woke me up very early on the day when I went to our town to handle the loan formalities that day, and each town had only two or three days. It is a long way to go to the county, and there are many people handling loan formalities. My father was afraid that he had already got off work when he went to the county. We hurried to get there, but we found that we couldn’t squeeze in until we reached the stairs of the talent market. The funding Center is located on the third floor of the talent market, but the stairs on the first floor have already been surrounded and crowded. Father sighed and said: Ah, I am still late. It was estimated that it was almost time to get off work. My father suggested that we should go to the neighborhood to have something to eat. We were in a hurry in the morning and didn’t have time to eat much. After eating, we would wait here again, at that time, they all went to lunch and lined up, which was not as fast as us. We found a rice noodle shop by the roadside and sat down and ordered two bowls of soup powder. We didn’t say anything. Father lit a cigarette and coughed while smoking. He coughed loudly. Looking at my father’s thin body, white hair angle, coughing red face. I said uncle (I call my father uncle) stop smoking. He turned around and looked at me. He smiled. Your brother-in-law gave me the job the day before yesterday. Besides, if you don’t smoke, you won’t be able to smoke. I lowered my head silently and pretended not to hear it on purpose. My heart was as uncomfortable as being blocked by heavy things. My father suffers from kidney disease, and his stomach is not good, so he often makes troubles. A car swooped through the road, Rolling up the dust into my eyes, I rubbed my eyes and raised my head. I really hoped that a car had passed by just now, but my father firmly said no. We sat at the door. There were only my father and me outside the open door, until the number of people gradually increased, and finally the whole hall was surrounded by water. During this period, my father and I seldom talked, only occasionally talking to each other, my father said that my baby was admitted to college, which made me proud. I said I didn’t do well in the exam. My father smiled and said that you were not careful when taking the exam. I’m trippin. My father said Guilin was in the north. I heard that it was very cold there, so I wore more clothes. I said yes. I said uncle should pay more attention to his health and others should smoke less. My father nodded and said uncle knew. Our conversation was intermittent that day. I couldn’t remember clearly what we talked about later. I just remembered that the wind was very strong that day and my father coughed badly. At three o’clock in the afternoon, when it was so crowded that it couldn’t be crowded any more, someone finally opened the door. When I filled out the form and was about to hand it in, my father ran over to hold me and said, “Please write down the health status column of the guarantor, in case that others would not give the loan. When we got home, the Sun had been setting for a long time, but it was still dark. I carefully put the loan contract together with the notice and locked it in the cabinet. Student loan is a good policy. I might work on the construction site without loan. Looking at the dark night sky in the development zone of the city, I lay tired on the construction site and fell asleep. Children in rural areas without student loans have no chance to enter universities. Those children who queue up for long singing and other loan procedures may queue up just to buy a ticket to work in other places. Father said that if they could borrow money from the country later, he would also study and know more words. Looking at father’s crooked but vigorous font on the contract, I believe that if he could, he would. Just like he went out to work and was called his master, he was happy. He thought the feeling of being respected with knowledge should be better. What I carried on my shoulder was not only my own ideal, but also the dream that my father couldn’t accomplish. At noon recently, I received a text message from my father, which was very short but touched me deeply. He wrote: son, how good it has been recently. A short sentence, but I don’t know how many times my father has practiced it. He has never sent a text message before. If there were student loans in those years, my father might not be swayed by the burden on his shoulder. From junior high school to senior high school and then to university, I have been enjoying the help of the National Student Policy. I thank my parents, my teachers and my country. My parents raised me up; My teacher taught me knowledge, and let me learn the truth of being a man and doing things; The country gave me warm care and timely help, which gave me better opportunities, let me have more opportunities to learn and more skills to repay the society. In rural areas, it is not easy to get a college student. When I went to circuit analysis, the teacher talked about his university. He went to university, and his family sold three cows, one for a year, from freshman to junior, when he was a senior, his younger brother dropped out of school for him to finish college. Such experience moved me very much and inspired me even more. Loan, we should study harder. The teacher survived so hard. Now he is still studying for a doctor. We have a national loan. Our current conditions are much better than those of his years, let alone the difficulties and difficulties along the way, all are so far away;, bite your teeth, persistence is victory. I am grateful to my teacher for opening a knot in my heart when I just entered the university. I am grateful to our conversation and I will remember what you said. When I was lost, I thought of it as an encouragement and a spur. However, I am not good enough now, but I have been working hard in that direction. No matter what difficulties I encounter, I will never give up. Yangchun budze, everything is shining. The student aid policy is just like a ray of sunshine in spring, shining on our children from poor families, illuminating our highlights and hopes on the road. We are eager for help, and we know better to cherish this hard-won opportunity. The university is not just as simple as the classroom. There is a world in the library. There is more need for us to contact and learn outside the school wall. Technology is the absolute principle, and the skill of dealing with people is also very important. Going to the library has become a habit of mine, because I like the taste of books, because I can learn more there, because I just get rid of my own small, there are many more to learn. University can be spent in sleep, and can be lingering in dating. But I prefer to shuttle between class and library, between work and life, although busy, it is very fulfilling. All of this stems from the national student aid policy. Without it, All these are like clouds floating in the sky, beyond reach. It was very realistic that for the sake of my brother and me, my sister gave up his college dream and now works in other places. Whenever talking about this matter, my father always kept silent and looked dignified. My mother always complains that she has no ability. This is a kind of pain that cannot be touched, between university and elder sister, between elder sister and us. My mother always told us to treat my elder sister well in the future when she was not at home. This is, my nose is always sour, unable to speak. No matter how poor they are, they can’t afford education. As parents, they also want their children to read good books and change their children’s fate. However, the National Student policy gives us hope, let more children born in poor families strengthen their confidence in studying. Learn more skills, contribute your own strength to the prosperity of the country, and shine on your job. Student policy, like sunshine, like rain and dew, moistens children on barren land. Thousands of children like me go out and finish their studies in that distant place, go to the place where the motherland needs most, like the seeds of dandelion, where they take root and Sprout, grow into a big tree, and hold up a blue sky. Under the blue sky, there is a sound of books. The student aid policy helped me become a talent and helped thousands of poor students realize their college dreams. We should be grateful, study hard and repay our motherland. 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…

Also gentleman a tear

Also gentleman a tear

Whose eyes, whose pain, who loved this pair of eyes, who will hurt.; It is said that eyes are the window of the soul, and people’s mind cannot escape others’ eyes. Love, hate, love, sorrow, those eyes that can’t lie will show people innocently, everyone’s eyes are an angel, telling the most secret feelings in his heart. Text: in the whole life, there will always be someone who will make you linger on, and there will always be a love that will make you burst into tears. When your tears cannot help flowing out, open your eyes wide and never blink. You will see the whole process of the world from clear to vague. Your heart will become clear and clear at the moment the tears fall down. I know that once some people miss it, they will never find it again. If spring flowers bloom one season after another, but only the remaining flowers fall to the ground, no one will come to visit. Most of the time, we don’t want to admit that we are hurt, love is very painful, love is very humble, and we are waiting for love in a very humble posture, however, the person who makes us so considerate is waiting for another love with our humble status, which is really unbearable lightness in life. Falling in love with someone who can’t hold hands for a lifetime is destined to be a story full of tears and sadness. There is no love of life and death between us, and no family affection of living together for a lifetime, but in our hearts there is the constant concern of giving up forever. We have asked you that question chilly many times. In fact, you don’t have to say it. I have already understood in my heart that there is no concern without love, but I still want to hear you say it over and over again. There is no tomorrow, no promise, no future for the love that cannot be kept together, but in this way, many lovers are painful and happy here.! That attachment, that persistence, that lovesickness, that touching! Still entangled together, accompany you through every happy and sad day. Watching you come, watching you go, watching your happy smile, watching your melancholy when waiting.; Looking at you stretching out, waiting for a pair of small hands, then I stretched out my small hands without hesitation, just being held by you, the warmth is enough for my lifetime memories. Love You is a kind of scenery as well as a kind of sadness. There is summer sunshine in the scenery, just as I have a bright mood when I think of you. I like to be held by your big hands, from blue silk to white hair, from youth to twilight years, from the day you saw me, regardless of wind and rain, disease or poverty, we will always be together, never abandon. I like you holding my hand, it is not only a direction, but also a warmth. Love is on the left, love is on the right. Yes, the left side is closest to the heart, so we should love with our heart, when no one wants to lose even a little love on the left side and a little love on the right side. I always like to use words to describe the feeling when I met you. Falling in love and falling in love with you are all related to loneliness. Perhaps, my pale words cannot tell the endless emotions and concerns for you. Yes, there are many precious and beautiful moments in life, which have been treasured in the warmest place in our hearts! There are also many beautiful encounters and reluctant differences in life! Walking on the road you used to be familiar with, you have traveled countless times, and the scenery is still as prosperous as yesterday. Destined to fall in love with you, the last thing to hurt is yourself. There is an emotion: If life is just like the first sight, time is quiet, time is peaceful, love is given a deadline to wait. After your endless lessons, I endured the pain in my heart, turned around and turned my back to you. I cried. The tears full of my deep feelings gently slipped across my cheeks and flowed into my heart. Just, tears know my heart hurt. Give you a drop of tears., I tell you, you are in my heart, in my palm, with you for life, with me for life. Conquers. 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…

Listen to music at midnight: find a reason to get drunk

In the dead of night, I was suffocated by silence, and scared by deep silence. The days without you, every day and night, can’t restrain the missing for you, and all that comes to mind is your shadow. My mood was inexplicably depressed, and loneliness filled the whole room. I shook my glass and drank my daughter’s red Shaoxing old wine. The bitterness of the wine twined on my tongue and slipped into my heart. One cup of bitter wine poured into my stomach, which lasted late at night, I also suffered myself, and I was intoxicated in the twilight. You said our feelings can’t stay/want your freedom/Finally it’s time to leave/Love is also long/you said our feelings have come to an end/I don’t have your heart any more/Falling Flowers beat my wound/my tears keep flowing/find a reason to get drunk/All the wounds left in my heart/wait for you once and again/Finally still can’t stay/find one to get drunk the reason/always thought that drinking can relieve sorrow/wake up in the night and worry about not leaving/My love will not stay for you any more/The Sound single played the faint sad music “find a reason to get drunk”, liu Dongsheng’s voice was so mellow, vigorous and magnetic. His singing was sometimes high-profile, sometimes low-key, sometimes passionate and sometimes tactful, full of deep love and deep-moving. With the trembling waves and ups and downs of the music melody, I felt emotional when listening and listening. There was a bitter feeling in my heart, and tears came out of my eyes again and again, flowing on my cheek, dripping in keyboard. I poured another glass of wine for myself. The yellow wine under the light was shining brightly. I raised my glass and looked up to drink it out. Who can not have his own love story in the world of mortals? You and I, who loved each other, once held hands with each other, facing each other in the morning and evening, had sweetness and happiness, but that beautiful moment was too short like a meteor passing by the sky. Since you turned around and left me, you have gone further and further. You took away my hope and everything, leaving a pair of confused eyes, a tired heart and a string of sighs left in the wind! How many fireworks, how many wind and rain, how many dust dreams turn with the water. After all, my efforts could not compete with the fate of that strange Jie. My heart was broken! I want to forget you, but I still think of you again and again. What I love is the days when you and I were together. I can’t forget that beautiful love and that happy memory. You have given me so much love, I am moved by your sincerity, I am melted by your gentleness, I once longed to be with you forever, slowly grow old in the waste of time. I want to forget all of these. I want to forget all the love and hate sorrows in the past. I thought time could dilute all sorrows. But the first thought of tenrou had planted love in my heart. It was not easy to say that I would give up and forget! Every day and night in the future, I touched the wound and used alcohol to anesthetize myself constantly, finding a reason to get drunk and sinking in the beautiful dream. I dropped my tears into the wine, which was so bitter and astringent. I drank my bitter. But I would rather be intoxicated in a dream than face the shallow sorrow and loss after waking up. I always thought that borrowing wine could relieve my worries, and I thought that I could forget you when I fell asleep. I thought that if I was drunk, I would not feel painful. When I wake up, I hope everything in the past can be gone. But I often wake up drunk and fail to do it. I was tortured by pain again and again, and my body was covered with bruises. Because you no longer belong to me, my heart is full of scars. Listening to the music at midnight, listening to the melancholy melody and sad melody, I stretched out my hand and filled the glass again. The wine melted into my mellow feelings, and the wine also infused my missing, I raised my hand and poured out the wine in the glass. When I am drunk, I will watch the flickering light in the Cup, count my past in this life, find a reason to get drunk, and have a good drunk, so that my heart will not feel painful any more. Wine is drunk, dreams are flying, and love is lingering in my heart just like the rich wine which contains the old girl’s red wine in. I use a plain pen to tell my true feelings quietly on a piece of writing paper. The words are translated into every bit of my life, and the tears flowing down fade into thick marks. Some netizens have asked me many times: why are your words always so sad? I can’t answer the question but only smile bitterly. Find a reason to get drunk/All the wounds left by my heart/waiting for you once and again/Finally I still can’t stay/the repeated Music buries the past time, continue my ups and downs life 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…

Be a loving person

At noon, I watched a TV report about what happened to an 80-year-old man who was picking up waste in Shanghai on the bus, and there was always a feeling beyond words in my heart. When the old man was blamed by the conductor in the car, there was another middle-aged man who seemed to be noble and well-dressed, constantly humiliating and abusing. The most unbearable thing was that when the man got off the bus, I tore the old man’s waste bag on purpose and saw the old man picking up the scattered waste in a hurry. My tears couldn’t stop flowing down. The old man has a pension of two thousand or six hundred yuan, and it is difficult to maintain the general life of the two old men in Shanghai with high consumption. But in order to help his son pick up waste products every day, the old man gave the money he sold to the child. An old man who was over 80 years old took a bus every day to avoid the peak stream of people. There were not many people in the car at that time. Why couldn’t an old man who picked up waste take a bus, then who can take this car? What if this old man is your father? We are the orientals of civilization, and we have the traditional virtue of respecting the old and loving the young. People should have compassion. We should help and respect the old, and we should admire the old more, not to mention the old people’s deep love for their children, nor the poor parents in the world. Maybe this old man will be us in the future, and we will also put down our face to pick up waste products in order to survive for our children. We regard him as our parents, as our relatives, and compare our hearts with each other. If others treat your parents like this, will you feel sad? Do you feel heartache? The world is changing. Don’t think that you will always be young and beautiful. You will never have everything happy forever. People will have an old day. We treat others like this today, and maybe others will treat us like this tomorrow. You must think more of others when doing things. I have everyone in my heart and don’t want to do the best. I just want to live up to my conscience and have a clear conscience. 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…

A quarter flowers open, half sentimental

The cry-like tune flows gently in the air, a kind of sadness, care, a thousand kinds of amorous feelings, and all kinds of helplessness, all of which suddenly come in the low and sad music, a small city in Jiangnan, the young man in black also rose up in his heart and came with a dance. In the corner of the bookcase, your letter paper was carefully bound into a book by me. Although I have been wandering for several times, I have always been with you. Looking through your words again, I feel that I am back to that beautiful youth like a song, rereading your heart, and having a feeling different from the past ten years later! After leaving, I don’t know whether you are far or near, and I can’t explore the vast sea of people. Although time dimmed The Green Years of that year, your shadow has been hidden in the softest corner of my heart, stubbornly unwilling to leave. I won’t forget or remember that your handsome smiling face will suddenly show my eyes, looking at me, laughing without saying a word. Time has taken away all the time of you and me. Fortunately, we still have our own handwriting. Your heroic and flying handwriting is as good as ever. Every horizontal and vertical is dyed with the residual temperature of your hands, and every left is the path of your mind. Those paper covered with ink words became precious because of you, and the Ink Rhyme and fragrance were as good as before. I like to make a cup of coffee, lay a paper of plain paper and write poems to you on the night of the Wind, Clear and Bright Moon. The swan goose is in the cloud and the fish is in the water. This feeling is already melancholy and hard to send! I had a whimsical thought that our letters could be bound together, but my young heart could not bear too much pressure. Therefore, I was left here to read you hard. After struggling for many years, the name that I tried hard to forget came to my heart easily and leisurely. After so long, I still couldn’t learn to forget it. Every time I miss you, I always feel lonely like a epiphyllum, blooming faintly in the Silent Night and withering silently. Your handwriting is as tall and straight as your figure. The beautiful past of that year has become the memory of heartache now. In fact, all the nobility and lowliness cannot be unified into the same scenery. In my world, you are truly made public as the only voice. Love is so short, but forgotten is so long! Hold the letter in hand and feel the gentleness of your fingertips again. Love can’t love, only love into the dust, smile to let go. When you are young, who can make it forever! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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…

Don’t flower rose.

Don’t flower rose.

The heart is like a lost cat, with its big green and dark eyes open. At night, it glows green light, tossing and turning. When I was very tired, it often happened to fall asleep. Now I am afraid of the leisure time. I am extremely bored and can’t see any bright colors. The dream at night is much more special, running, weird, sad, but only lacking joy. Many old friends will shuttle back and forth into dreams from time to time, laughing and watching my current life. In a half-asleep and half-awake state, I want to turn over and grope for my mobile phone, log on Weibo, and record the story that is happening with short words, but I can’t find it. I thought, shouldn’t I have a little nostalgia? I haven’t been lying in the sun for a long time, and I feel happy. Most of the time was busy doing nothing, but in the end there was no objective ending and it was a common thing to end up hastily. I am afraid of being forgotten and the days without sunshine. Don’t be a rose, the words suddenly flashed in my mind, I want to write down every painting of it very carefully, no matter it is paranoid or capricious. What I made was such a rose. Not long ago, on a sunny morning, the sun gently sprinkled on me. I sat in the back row of the bus, opened the window, and the wind slowly welcomed me, the hair around my ears danced lightly. At that moment, I laughed alone. Maybe I loved this kind of myself more. But in the next minute, the newspaper station on the radio made me have to get up and leave. You see, such warmth does not last long. I haven’t used a pencil to write words for a long time. On that whim, I bought a pencil and turned its tip round and round with a pencil sharpener, as my right hand rotates on the paper. The shaped font appeared on the paper with an eraser next to it. It seems that when I was a child, around the first grade, I would write down rows of simple words on the paper one by one every day, which were skew and bulky, but revealed sincerity. If you don’t come, I will go. This sentence was a wonderful love story, but I suddenly wanted to use it to commemorate my childhood. If you leave, I will follow you. I know, if you leave, it means I can’t go back. Those yellowed photos, paper cranes hanging on the ceiling, certificates of merit attached to the wall, thick spider webs and dust-covered past, even if they were brushed off by hands, could not touch the initial stability and mood. You said, should I go. If you rent in a small house, you can hear the noise from the man upstairs from time to time. Sing today, play tomorrow and pull the day after tomorrow. I was thinking that if he was from the Conservatory of Music, it would be a tragedy. In less than two months, I really said goodbye to my student career. Since the end of the new year, I have been busy all the time. It has not stabilized, but I have to face the pressure from life. I also want to do everything well, such as having an enviable career, a stable life and a clever face. And these are just not my strengths. Friends, they talked with me day by day, made friends with me, and constantly persuaded me that the outside world was real but not wonderful. If you can’t endure it, go home. Now, how can I go back? What kind of identity should I go back? I don’t know, I really don’t know. Timid, afraid when something happens, empty heart, no strength. You said, what should I do to make myself fearless. In the end, I was just a mortal among thousands of people. Humble, small, without any light. However, I also know that I am different from others. What makes me unique is what others don’t have. Women are a complex of contradictions, but one day a man said to me, this is the so-called work. This work is the product of your hesitation and your thinking. I know, this is undeniable. The man who said this to me had not been seen for several days. I almost couldn’t remember his appearance. I only knew that he was popular with girls and liked to smoke a cigarette from time to time. He talked a lot, but it is not disgusting. Well, anyway, I won’t meet again. It’s better if I don’t remember. Remember be it. There were also two boxes of coffee at the table. During the Spring Festival, they reached a state of obsession and drank every night. Then they sat alone in the living room staring at the TV, thinking about those naive dreams, I hope it can come true one day. This was also the reason why I didn’t dare to write for a long time. After all, I was afraid that writing like this would not make the pencil characters printed. Read a lot of novels, such as Annie Baby, Guo Jingming, Yu Hua, Spring Village tree, fall, Cangyang jiatuo, Nalan Xingde, Anthony, Han Han…. Then a person falls into every paragraph of text and cannot help himself. I just tried to make myself smile, but found that my mouth was cramping. It was like trying a new thing for the first time. I twitched with wonder and tension. There is the sound of running water, which is the flushing sound of the upstairs toilet. The room was very quiet. Except for the sound of keyboard tapping, others came from outside the door, such as the barking of dogs upstairs, the singing upstairs and the sound of water upstairs. All this was heard by me, but it had nothing to do with me. I haven’t contacted my family for nearly a week. I think about them more often, but I know that my shy feelings can only stop thinking about this step, it’s just a few simple words to call back. On the contrary, when there is a phone call two weeks, there will be more topics, and there will be no talk after frequent calls. Well. I admit. My family, I miss you. And I will take good care of myself, and you will do the same. Some stories are no longer stories when they arrive here. And I just want to peel off my heart step by step and talk with the keyboard with my hands. Whether my handwriting is delicate or artificial. It has nothing to do with others. Good morning? Good afternoon? Good night. I hope everything goes well in the following life. 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…