Thoughts flow in summer

Summer is coming, and the breath of early summer is burning. It seems to bring people into the midsummer earlier. It is already sweating when people are not allowed to return to God. This weather is really a bit overbearing. The heat at noon is too hot to eat. This is just the scene of early summer. For us in southeast Hebei, we are afraid of the heat in summer. When it comes to the midsummer season, the temperature was even worse than that of the southernmost city. I really didn’t know how the years of hand-shaking Pu fan passed. In my memory, the summer of my childhood was hot. There was no cloud or wind in the air. There was a hot sun overhead, and all the trees stood there listlessly and lazily. People are too hot to breathe, sweating profusely. There are two tall jujube trees in my yard. The trees are higher than the roof, with luxuriant branches and leaves. The vigorous Crown provides us with shade. I remember that my mother cooked a pot of hot water to bathe us every night, then lay on the straw mat woven with wheat straw in the yard, patting my son’s ass and shaking the cattail fan in hand, coax children sleep. Looking forward to a shower in the afternoon every day, bringing a moment of coolness became a kind of hope. It was the most pleasant thing in my childhood memory to follow the adults to swim in the Grand Canal naked. My hometown is on the Bank of Nanjing-Hangzhou Grand Canal in eastern Hebei. There are tall willows and low Pu willows on the bank. The Long Soft willows hang down to the river surface, and the shady willows shine with the river. When the flood flooded in summer, you could hear the sound of running water and boatman’s trumpet at home. There are abundant fishes in the canal, and every family has nets for fishing. When the rain cleared up, the sun burnt the earth. On both sides of the canal, the Green Corns made a sound of GABA. In fact, in addition to being unbridled, summer also has a gentle time, just like its dusk. I like the summer dusk, the smell of ripe soil, the dense atmosphere that comes up from the bottom of the water, and the night breeze blowing through the forest, which is also intoxicating. Standing on the bank of the Grand Canal, it was very pleasant to have a gust of wind. The Willows on both sides were rustling like laughter shaking off the ground, sitting on the ground with moisture, you can watch the boatman pull the fiber, you can watch the cargo ship move forward, and occasionally you can see the fish rolling in the water. I like to spend time like this. In the mark of childhood, this is a relatively thick painting. I like to stand by the canal and watch the boatmen pull the fiber. The Slender Man’s dark spine bowed to the ground and trudged alone. The boatmen shouted while walking, singing old songs, shouting the trumpet, shouting loudly, echoing the desolation of ancient times. Regardless of the wind, rain and poisonous Sun, the boatmen always walk away without mistake, and a nest in the cabin at night is a sleep. At that time, none of the trackers wore shoes. Although there were calluses on their feet, they often rubbed and bled when walking on the riverbank. Once I saw the world famous painting “The trackers on the Volga River”. Although I didn’t understand art, I was still shocked by the picture: a group of trackers dressed in tattered clothes took heavy steps, walking along the river bank step by step with yellow sand. The leading man is an old man with broad shoulders. He wrapped his headscarf with patches on his clothes and looked at the front indifferently. The road was still long! How familiar I am with such a picture! Later, when I heard the song “The love of the trackers” sung all over the country, I couldn’t help laughing: my younger sister took the bow of the boat while my elder brother walked on the shore. The elder brother pulled a beautiful younger sister, and surely he wouldn’t have to pull it as hard as other trackers. The trackers on the canal planted strong seeds in my young heart, No matter what kind of difficulties I encounter in the future, I will think of those trackers on the canal, and I will generate infinite power. Later, the riverbed was dry and cut off. Some people said it was caused by drought, while others said it used more water for industrial development. Now I can’t find the feeling of swimming in the canal water any more. Today, when I went home, it was still the old house or the canal. My mother was still sitting in her own house. Suddenly hearing the rustling of my ears, I thought it was raining. After I came back to my mind, I realized that it was the sound of wind blowing through the Treetop. The trees I planted by myself were higher than the roof, dozens of meters of straight green shade became a barrier, sifting the wind carefully, just like a thin rain leaking through, scattering a faint fragrance of trees, I do not know whether it is in the wood grain or in the veins, or in the green fruit, in short, this kind of breath can only be found in the air of summer, with a long-brewed drunkenness and a ripe mood, in this warm and hot tide, everything is branded with the impulse and vividness of summer. In the rainy wind, I suddenly heard the green laughter in the forest. A cup of tea in my hand seemed to be blown by the wind at the bottom of the Cup, and my eyes were full of green. 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…

Of the night raving

These days, the mood is neither good nor bad, between the two. Instead of the so-called balance, the Weng had some kind of gentle passivity, and the bias was from the immediate urge, which was extremely natural. This is like in the morning light, a boat boasts in the sparkling water of thousands of hectares, the fog is the separation of Qingfen, and the steam is the hair of Huizhi. Light is the word of spring, wind is the rhyme of spring, go without going, swing without swinging. Integration in, all yi shun gas follows, is not he not this, things I Same, seamless and a. However, Wu Weng is such a blend. The hair of words is driven by grass rather than subjective. Sitting in the boat, without oars or poles, everything is from the nature of water, everything is not against the tendency, like clouds come and the moon hides, clouds go and the moon appears. Follow, Echo, not forced, if leaves rustle from the wind, butterflies spring together because of the fragrance of flowers. You don’t have to squeeze your heart, you don’t have to lose your brain, and you will be willful and unrestrained or willful. It is also harmless to any oppressive knock or brutal jumping of frog Buchan if the pond is yellow at first, and it is empty and crumpled with water, the water is quiet. If you want to settle down, it is really difficult to do something. Even the simplest thing is not how to pave the way, how to start, not to mention the process, or even how to end. Some plans are always hesitating and dying. Alas, people make people complicated. Fickle and created vanity, so confused, people can’t see through each other. People seem to be in the task. Are people struggling and living a life? People, most of them have left the customs and become secular. Because of many useless behaviors, they consume the energy of life. A immature face is endowed with the task of life without a happy smile. Explore the ideal in the so-called text, and design the life with the knowledge far away from the real life needs. Busy for the task, disobeying the inner heart, and far away from the sky, and no longer having a complete self. It seems that a lot of things lack the minimum procedure. Growing up in speed simplifies the necessary process. Technical means accelerate the ripening of fruits and vegetables, and their color is bright, which confuses our understanding and distinction of seasons. The so-called science and technology, simply imitating or making natural results, has deeply blinded many people’s eyes or memories. It seems that the superficial brilliance has occupied human feelings. If so, the future cannot be speculated based on the images seen. As for miweng, at all ages, there seems to be no more intense emotions and sudden actions, but the evolution of the times. I looked at those weak movements, those colors of continuity and order, those words of similar feelings, the simplicity of heir tradition and the experience of ordinary life, though all were like seeds, maintain the shape of the essence, but there are also some deficiencies in the real-time environment. In fact, every day, for a careful person, it is not consistent. The difference is covered up by carelessness. There is no need to accumulate too many differences before you find that the world has changed. If there is no difference from the abnormal state, mark it. Then, paleness and slackness are the same as the harm of bacteria to things and cold wave to green! Mountain and wild, still follow the law of nature to rotate the four order. At the beginning of the cooking smoke, melons and fruits are sweet, moistening the ordinary life. Wu Weng, at night, is the most dispersed person. The night can accommodate many things, even absurdity. I can go out of the cottage, stand in the night, look at the fluorescent light and think, enjoy the breeze and cherish the old friend. You can also be alone in the gaokang of the night, hum songs that are not songs, and sing poems that are not poems. Tonight, the sky is gray and blue, which is somewhat harmonious with the dark ink on the Earth’s surface. However, stars are speechless, not like the Earth’s surface, full of dense voices. Wu Weng, as if, was forced by those voices. It looks like a curtain, without any space, the wind can not pass through, nor can it penetrate. I couldn’t say anything, and couldn’t make a sound. All of them were blocked in my heart. I can’t speak, and I am rejected. On the edge of fortune and misfortune, between sorrow and happiness, I carry the weight without reason. At this time, any black, any dark, no effect. Tranquility is only the appearance. Those attached to it are dusty and covered with dirt. Fortunately, it’s a little cool. Otherwise, in the boiling wave of the sound, the heart is uneasy, and there will be some purple scars. By midnight, the voice was scattered, not necessarily windy, just wearing a single shirt, which made me feel a little cold. Through the window curtain, The Soft Moon and the warm face, the Kinder, the Weng never avoids the cover of the moonlight, and he is afraid that it will be dyed like Frost. At that night, especially at this moment, the moon passes through the light of the cloud, and there is no movement at all. Is the light of the cloud not the fresh smell of the Dew? I can’t see it clearly. The Moonlight is hazy. Under it, the scenery can only see the outline. Moreover, the vagueness in the heart of miweng was all in the essence, and he washed. For me, I can feel that the color and shape of the night region are very uniform. I can’t see clearly what I am and what I am, so there is a gap of imagination. There is no doubt that at night, there is no intention to reject the Weng at all. On the contrary, the cells in my life are moistened with light and slow dilution concentration, just like the Hui Ze to the tree mustard. At night, moneyard is free of thought. Doubt two, wrong, how to answer? Consult Mingyue on the top, consult Liuquan on the bottom. Except for the animals in the night, the small pool swirls, crumpled the moon near the water, and the water comes, everything is soft and charming; Except for the flying feathers in the night, the branches of the black leaves, han fen yu tu. At least, there is a kind of taste of recalling, mutual talk in mind, calmness is more than sadness, yearning is more than Review. If everything is quiet, all ears will rest. There will be people who sing in the moon, and they will offer sacrifices or inquire at night with silence like the moonlight touching the clear water. Miscellaneous or numerous, in the world, there seems to be a lack of peace of true meaning. All desires lit the fire in the eyes. What would it be like to hide without night or bury deeply at night? I walked through at night, and the Moonlight dyed my whole body. If I meet a helpless person, how can I face his melancholy? If I meet someone who is so lonely that I have to talk to him, how can I deal with it? It can’t be avoided, but there is no word. What kind of reading will the window lattice and the still light read this night? The profit and loss of people from things, or the gain and loss of things from people, will not have the equivalent effect. People’s psychology is gradually empty; Things are gradually declining. How to interpret this? Wu Weng felt that some kind of indication was sucking the depressed energy, and began to swell, which might be exposed to crack at any time. Wu Weng looked up, the night was actually more like a dark river, only listening to the flowing gurgling, but not knowing the clear and turbid flow! The abundance of the moon at this moment does not mean that the night is also abundant. 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”. 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The season of fire in July

In July of another year, the sky was like a fire. Recently, thunderstorms were frequent and still couldn’t drive away the muggy weather. This was the fifth summer in Beijing. The whole four years of time were exchanged for the diploma in Yue Er’s hand, and also for my moving house and big changes in my work. If it was in the past, I might have to go through a turbulent and painful choice or a sleepless night, etc. This time I faced more tedious and miscellaneous things than before, but I could deal with them in an orderly manner, indifferent and quiet! Maybe when the cultivation of life reaches a certain stage or reaches a certain age, the floating heart will gradually return to simplicity. You can’t change the status quo too much, and you can’t live the life you want as you wish. Then accepting the reality and making efforts to live a good life every day will become a very important mission! There are countless ups and downs and choices in life. There are too many helplessness and speechlessness in life. More lives are passed through the ordinary days day after day, no matter it is sunny or cloudy, no matter it is spring, summer, autumn and winter. The cycle of life and the change of years will lead to the end of everyone in one direction. The illusion and beauty of heaven are always in imagination. Therefore, I suddenly feel that material desire and money are no longer so exciting. If rich people live a rich life, they can do whatever they want. Those who are short of money will be careful in budget, and daily necessities are also three meals a day. To live is to seek the quality of life, which is sometimes given by the play of destiny and God. Life is not for perfection, not for fairness! Now I just want myself and my family to have a good health, live a healthy life and enjoy the sunshine! Most of the time I want to do something quietly and write something, but sometimes it is difficult to accept my thoughts when I sit down, and I don’t want my words to disturb my friends, I just want everyone to share happiness with me and have a peaceful sky. For those friends who care about me, I am willing to continue to practice and let my heart belong to the clear stream and the sea. I have the vast yearning for nature! 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…