Life to 22

Standing at the bustling crossroads, Gu looked around, but saw the devastated heart of the city. I wanted to find my own paradise, but I was lost by the messy background. In this way, I was lost in the crowd, unable to see the front or retreat. I wanted to hear the voice of my heart, but heard the sadness that hurt my heart. Once upon a time, I was also full of expectation that I could grow up quickly, make any decisions by myself without others’ orders and arrangements, and no longer ask my parents for money for the ice cream of 50 cents on the corner, you can ignore the arrangement and combination that the teacher wrote with chalk on the blackboard, and you don’t have to be afraid of those funny ghost stories in the dark night. Look at me now, but my heart is so melancholy, I wish I could solve a few more questions that I couldn’t solve at that time, and I could play coquetry with my parents for the ice cream of 50 cents as I did in my childhood, I began to doubt my life when I could still listen to my classmate’s sleepless night because of playing tricks on Ghost Stories. When life went on to 22, youth just began to sprout, just like a painting to be continued waiting to outline its appearance. When I was young, my dreams flickered with sad music, moved step by step with my body hurt by youth, and moved forward with my scabbed but bloody heart. Maybe life is an irresistible journey. During the journey, I went through thorns, desert, plain, hurt, pain, tears and sweat. The scars on my body and heart were all marks left by youth. No matter how painful it is, at least it proves that we have been young. In the past when the smoke was drunk and floating, the emotion gradually became heavy, but the surprise beside the scarlet letter on the paper roll was no longer obsessed by us. It was not until we stepped on the rules they said about keeping the dust one by one that we found that we had already come to the future to separate and struggle. After several years of rain, now we are finally wandering at the edge of the city. Will we suddenly find that our pace is back to the origin of parallel lines of memory unconsciously until the end of the world. I think this is the cost of growing up in youth. Just a few minutes before I wrote this article, I was still confused. I doubted my value and didn’t know what on earth I should do and what was suitable for me. But I suddenly understand that this is youth. In adolescence, we will be confused, lose our direction in the noisy world, and even begin to doubt the specific meaning of our coming to this strange world. It is like a caterpillar breaking its cocoon and becoming a butterfly. It takes time and pain to accumulate, and our life is also changing, but everyone and every life have different forms of transformation. So we don’t have to worry about why fate is so unfair to us, but we don’t know that someone else may be envious of your beautiful life. Life is like a dream, several times of joy, several times of sorrow. Life is a mixed wine. Youth is like fall Palm of water, whether we spread out or clenched, will eventually the fingers between 1.1 by drop of flowing have all. There are always mistakes in life, no matter what you have done, please don’t regret, because regret is a kind of spirit-consuming emotion, and regret is a greater loss than loss, A greater error than an error. I firmly believe that the memory is sweet until the end of my life. 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…

Forced smile makes me silent

Once I was sucked into my lungs like air, but the pale in my memory was slowly thinking about the changeable. People said that the silence of the night was just to foil the sadness of my heart; The sadness of my heart, just to comfort the silent night with an empty dream and a tender heart, just to wait. If possible, I would rather be a fish and enjoy the happiness of only seven seconds! No feeling of loneliness should be the best, but how many times will life come again? I am tired, in this game, maybe the ending has already been written, maybe giving up is eternal. I woke up in a dream and got to know each other in a hurry, but my love was a line of unknown distance. If I missed it, it would always be the most beautiful. But if I chose to leave, everything would just be abandoned! The love I once pursued with all my heart was always pursued. I thought that as long as I grasped it tightly, there would be a gorgeous curtain call. I didn’t realize that some things, like sand, would be held more tightly, the faster the stream is. I heard from others earlier that my heart would die. I always disagreed. I think there is nothing to make me helpless and heartbroken except my family. But God is like this, torture you but don’t give you hints, he will give you a surprise, let you lose miserably… With a wry smile silence, because heart died, also choked think good white, hot heart 1.1 point receded temperature, finally understand, sad, because of excessively pursuit wrong things. Hearing some words, I would not feel so painful as I imagined. Did I change? Or learned to let go? Sometimes when I think about it, there is nothing that can tie people up for a lifetime. As long as the end of the world is not here, there is no reason to be unhappy, and maybe there will be some small emotions occasionally, but those may have gradually faded from the backbone of life; Maybe occasionally I will hear a song and feel sad, but I will never put my heart into those things again; maybe sometimes I will regret that I didn’t grasp it well, but those may have been sealed in my heart, and the occasional sadness is just to let it breathe… To say the most vulgar thing, the past is like wind. After blowing, tomorrow is still worthy of your smile. There is no need to hesitate or explain something to someone deliberately. Sometimes silence is not wrong. People who understand you, if you don’t say they also know you, people who don’t understand you, just ignore it! No one is the end of life, just learn to be a person, learn to be strong, haveanextday! 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…

Recalling hometown

Today, I saw many pictures of my hometown on the Internet, among which there were some scenery many years ago. They were like a key, which suddenly opened the door of my memory, I can’t be calm for a long time with the memory of my childhood hometown surging in my heart! My hometown is a small town located in the deep mountains surrounded by grasslands. It only connects with the outside world by a railway through the cave. I spent the first 16 years of my life here! I still remember when I was young, I looked down at the only 21 small buildings in the town on the surrounding mountains while looking forward to the day when I could live in those cities with high buildings everywhere on TV! But now, I am sitting in the tall building I yearned for in my childhood, but my heart has already flied back to my fresh and plain town! This season is the spring of my hometown. The spring in my hometown is very short, but it is a season that I particularly like; Not only because it declares the beginning of a new round of seasonal rotation, which makes everything recover; But also because it is like autumn, it is a harvest season, which can make me a full snack. Every time it came to this season, the winter snow which had been accumulated for several months began to melt. In less than a week, the white town became wet and black. Then the outcrop of all kinds of animals and plants, the newly awakened forest frog in the small water bubble, the Zheluo fish who had a rest for a winter after opening the river, the mother-in-law Ding who broke the ground and the swaying willow in the wetland beside the water, all are my favorite delicious dishes! Until now, I always dream back to my hometown and think about my delicious spring food, which often makes my pillow cry! The summer in hometown is not long either, from late June to early August. Moreover, the summer in hometown is very cool, even in the hottest dog days, in the morning and night, I will also feel the coolness of the silk! In summer, I was often left with joyful playful memories. Most of the summer time was in the summer vacation. At that time, the children of family relatives would go to grandma’s house to live, together with my elder brother who was only a few months older than me and my younger brother who was one year younger than me, I went up the mountain to catch birds every day, went down the river to fish, played and played. It was a pleasure! The happiest thing is carrying a fishing net and watermelon, running to the place named Wuli spring 5 miles away from the town, and putting the watermelon in the spring water which keeps 1-2 degrees all the year round to cool down, then catch fish in the stream next to the wetland. After harvesting so many small fish, set up a small fire to bake, eating icy watermelon while eating burnt small fish, drinking the sweet spring water, and then burping a few times, as if that was the greatest pleasure in life! Autumn arrived in a hurry before summer could finish. At that time, the emerald green of the mountain became colorful and gorgeous, and the endless colors on the mountain made the rainbow fall into the deep forest after the rain, and the clouds that hit the top of the mountain in summer seemed to float up because of ashamed of their monotonous colors. At this time, it was also the gluttonous season that excited me! The sweet and sour chouli and the refreshing mountain Ding Zi made me reluctant to fall to the ground when I climbed up the tree; The golden yellow mushroom, the tender white mushroom and the beautiful purple flower face made me rush all over the mountain to find and refuse to return home; the old catfish in the river, the wild duck on the bubble, the pheasant in the meadow and the flying dragon in the forest make me eager to wear and refuse to give up; People who harvest in the forest, let me forget everything and only hope to return home for dinner! Around the National Day, the first snow representing the arrival of winter will come unexpectedly. At that time, the world was silvery white, as if the whole world was quiet and clean! Winter in my hometown is the longest season, which is also the season that I remember most. In winter, I get up every morning and press the window full of frost flowers with my hands. The frost flowers melted by body temperature will show all kinds of figures I want on the glass, usually, my little hands turned red with cold, but I still enjoyed it. I didn’t leave the tossed window with various figures until I was reprimanded by the adults at home. Walking out of the house, we could not see the road for a long time, only the hard snow was stepped on, walking on it crunching, along with the misty morning smoke in the quiet town, as if we were in the clouds. In my hometown in winter, there are two things I like best, one is skiing and the other is taking a bath. Skiing is not a normal way to slide with snowboards, but a variety of sleepers made by oneself, climbing to a certain hillside, then sitting on the sledge and rushing down with shouting, it was often a situation where people were looking up and down the mountain, but at that time there was only happiness without pain; Taking a bath was actually taking a hot spring, There are many hot springs in hometown, most of which are said to be in a nursing home built before liberation, and there are all kinds of temperatures. In winter, people often choose that kind of hot hot spring, A big pond with a diameter of more than, braving the hot steam, feels like being boiled when soaking in it. After a while, it will be covered with sweat, dispelling the cold air of winter completely, how can it be so comfortable! When I think of my hometown, there will be many scenes flashing in my mind one by one. Although I have been away for more than ten years and I have traveled all over my motherland several times, my hometown is still the most missed and missed place in my heart. 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. 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Happiness

Trying hard to see the front, misty eyes, there was a hint of sunshine, was it after rain? Rainbow, stretch out your right hand, hold and unfold —- my happiness is passing by in the sky, why is the more happiness you hold tightly, the more suffocating you come, like water, the closer you get to your palm, the faster you disappear The dark blue sky seems to lack a corner forever, just like, the heart is always leaning to one side, because, do you also want to transmit sunshine to keep happiness? I hope there will be a lamp in my heart, which will always light up. In the darkest place, I hope to bring a big smiling face to find the direction of happiness. But after the wind and rain, it will always fade out, and the last ray of light, holding the wet lime, smelling the sunshine 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…