The distance between me and my hometown

Hometown is the birthmark of a person; Hometown is the place where relatives are buried; Hometown is the thought of travellers in their hearts. The writer Wang Xiao wrote like this. Then, where is my hometown? In fact, my hometown is very close to me; My hometown is also very far away from me. My hometown is very close, almost one step away, and it takes more than ten minutes to ride a motorcycle. One day more than 40 years ago, I was lucky to be born from my mother to the world and came to my first hometown, a village in Yangzhou. From then on, I studied and grew up in my hometown. My hometown is very poor, but I don’t think it’s young. I still remember my hometown! The house in my hometown is like the quadrangle in Beijing. My parents led us to live in the East compartment, while my second uncle and his family lived in the West compartment. My grandparents were separated by a straw curtain in the middle compartment, leaving a small door in the East with a bed inside, in this simple way, it was their bedroom. In the daytime, swallows placed their nests on their middle beams, which seemed to integrate into our big family. When I got up in the morning, the kitchen on both sides of the big yard became lively, and wisps of smoke flew over the village. As the captain made a trumpet with a tin nest, he shouted hard ——- work started. Therefore, the adults of the whole village began to work in the fields. At this time, the older children always walked into the school with the small ones carrying the patch schoolbag. Lang Lang’s reading, the sound knocked on the parents’ hearts, warm and sweet! In my hometown, everything for naive me, It is a kind of temptation and mystery. The old scalper can be regarded as the most loyal friend in my hometown. My hometown cannot live without it, and it loves my hometown. Never leave, do whatever you want! The field of farming is always inseparable from its great figure. Ploughs everywhere are cultivated by it; Waves in paddy fields are sketched by it. After a rest, the scalpers tied in the shade of several large willows to enjoy the cool. While shaking the tail to drive away the mosquitoes on his body, he chewed the grass leaves and slobbed like white foam. Happy, so I climbed down the river and rolled two. The sound of water was so loud that it spread all the way to the end of the village. The ground of the village is not far away from the old cattle, which is called the park in the countryside. The park is not quiet because of busy planting in summer. At the beginning of the scene, the fields are all busy figures of adults. Within a few days, there were more than a dozen rockery-like wheat stacks in the park; There were also several rice warehouses like large yurt in the center of the park. Late at night, our little brothers couldn’t fall asleep. Writing here, maybe you will ask, mother came back late after hard work, why do you have such insomnia? I said, I was looking forward to the occasional goose meat or beef night meal brought back by my mother. The little brothers competed to share the delicious food! Share maternal love! I feel really happy! wu yue, When the young seedlings grew up, they left their hometowns and went to the vast fields to develop. The patches of green were dyed by them. When it comes to drought, the waterwheel will come in handy. Sometimes I also go up and step on the waterwheel with adults. If there is a creaking sound, I will learn from adults to drop a few drops of sesame oil on the rotating shaft. The sound of the waterwheel has always been like wonderful music playing in my heart. Ah! Home! My hometown is really close to me! Near, the distance from the bottom of the heart to the mouth; Near, the distance from the bottom of the heart to the tip of the pen! Close, the distance between heart and palm! In fact, my hometown is far away from me, and I am in a panic like a lifetime. The village is gone, the relatives of the village are gone, and even the graves of ancestors are gone. What I saw were only pieces of white Wangwang aquaculture farms. Where are the hard-working bees? Where are you, the old scalper? The days gone like flying will not come. Nowadays, electric fishing people swim faster than fish; Birds shoot faster than birds; Unpleasant chemical smell comes faster than wind and rain. I can’t hear any more about the anti-Japanese War from my ancestors. In the night, I raised my head and looked up at the starry sky. My hometown seemed to be in the distant sky, which pinned my yearning for my hometown. The spring of my hometown is gradually leaving me. Is it because my hometown has grown up? Still Old? Maybe my mind is getting old. Ah! My hometown! My poor hometown! You are really far away from me! Far! Time is a river that cannot be crossed, while hometown is a ferry that goes back and forth, carrying my mind. From tangible to intangible, and from intangible to tangible, engraved in my heart repeatedly, lingering! 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. 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Life Story “one”

Life is what? The so-called life is eating, sleeping, surfing the Internet, working, smoking, drinking, gathering and talking about mountains. After? It is happy, happy, sad and sad. And then, I was confused and helpless. No matter whether you are rich or poor, everyone has such troubles and disappointments. Nowadays, many people are asking confusedly: What is the reason why people live on Earth? Why is it so difficult? Answer 1: To live is to suffer! Answer 2: living is for how to die! Answer three: just because I don’t know why I live, I live to find the answer! Is multifarious Ah! Is it such a muddled confusion that we live? One year, one month, one month, one day, one hour, one minute, one second. Time seems to flow away from our eyes, nose, ears, hair and around us inadvertently. They are the most fair, no matter you are plain or vigorous; The proportion of allocated time is always the same. So what is life? In fact, life is a building piled up by time, but some are ivory towers and some are straw sheds! But the ending is the same, the end of life is the freeze-still of life. At this time, the buildings all collapsed in the earthquake. The difference was that the ivory tower collapsed slowly as if the camera was slow down; The straw shed naturally vanished suddenly, the fast speed makes you forget its original appearance instantly. Life beautiful? Pain? In fact, life should be mixed with happiness and sorrow. It is both beautiful and painful, both happy and sad. Everyone has his own sorrow and entanglement, and everyone has the time of boredom and no emotion. The difference is that someone can vent it out, while some people would rather press it in the bottom of their hearts than show half of it. It can be seen that people who vent their depression will quickly cheer up and face everything in life again. It is hard for people who are pressed in the bottom of their hearts to stand up, and they can only bear heavy worries; They just fall down and are decadent. Instead of sighing the bitter life, it is better to weave a colorful dream for yourself to resolve the sinking crisis. Because as long as there is a dream, our hearts will not grow old and our pursuit will never end. When the rising sun in the morning reflects a soft ray of light on the wall, when everything wakes up and begins to noise; Don’t you feel the beauty of life? Carefree childhood innocent romantic youth pursuit struggle calm cloud water zen heart of old age, which stage is not so memorable and reverie! It is really a Lyric Symphony of Life! Life is as bright and beautiful as summer flowers, and as light as clouds floating in the vast sky. The elegance flying between the heaven and the Earth is the immortal charm of our soul. The journey of life, and walk and live to watch the scenery along the way; Are those frustrated broken moments left behind? Has the rising ambition sounded the assembly number? Take a look at the warning board on the roadside, which is marked with pain, sadness, sorrow, depression, decay and decadence. There is light ahead you! Although we are not towering trees or the galloping Yangtze River, we live in the same spring and splash like songs; The same beauty is wonderful! Like (prose editor: prose online) 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…

Die, power!

After spending the Spring and Autumn period as a teenager, he was full of knowledge and could do nothing. The wind blew across my face and stood on the stone city, which was devastated. The sword marks and holes, mottled and peeled, gently stroking the traces of these years. History stole everything, it is only left to the later generations to admire, spit on praise and admire, leaving the backbone of China; China’s sadness; China’s desolation; China’s sadness on the top of Jian’an city, the autumn wind of Xiao suosuo fondly stroked the scarred city wall, and the broken flag rolled lazily like a tired veteran. Tired of the war, I remembered the war, it is war that promotes human progress, brings human science and technology, and also war that brings human terror, fear, tearing, trauma, separation of wife and family, and all these are not dominated by war, but power. The unlimited expansion of power in hand is a very interesting thing. Drugs can destroy people’s bodies and will, while power makes those in power lose their hearts, there are many examples in history. Father killed son and son killed father, uncle killed nephew, younger brother killed brother, which was called tyrant as punishment, and my benevolence and virtue were universal. Bah!!!! Are power dictates! Shamelessly blinded people’s eyes with benevolence and morality, worshiped the detestable imperial power, prayed devoutly to the Pope who plundered people’s money and labor force, and bowed to the pharaoh who ruthlessly enslaved the working people, the Mikado who was idle and useless only wanted to promise. The flag Horn hit my face, the wind blew up, hehe, shameless imperial power, are you showing anger to me? How can your anger compare with the anger of thousands of millions and hundreds of millions of ordinary people? The anger accumulated over thousands of years is enough to defeat any violence of imperial power! Any dirty power can’t destroy the stream of anger, break the halberd into sand and cast the sword into a plough. When can the pursuit of power be put down? Put down the greed to rule the world and give up the power over thousands of people? When can I return a Langlang Qiankun?! Do you want me to be a peaceful and warm country without disputes or wars? To make the world peaceful is not to solve problems from weapons. If one’s heart is blinded by greed, there will be no more gold, silver and jewelry; No more exquisite luxury cars; No more magnificent villas; no matter how high the seat was; No matter how much money he could not burn, he could not hinder his greed, because he only wanted to be the first in the world, to rule the world and to destroy human civilization! The weapon of restricting power and power will not be put down. With it, we can fight against the dirty people with greed and have our own rights! The parents who gave birth to me, the country who raised me, the children who buried me, the Earth who buried me, and the people who fought against me were unfair and unjust. All the power of bullying people should die, let the former good father, good husband, good mother and good grandfather who could not struggle in Power Wake up! Right is important, what about that person’s feelings? Please stick to one’s original heart. At the beginning of life, one has good nature. Don’t let his wife, children and relatives leave you. What’s the good thing about a person’s world? What is the scenery standing at the top of power? It’s lonely. Recalling the legacy of saints and making the world full of love? No, at least no one can disturb your life. It’s good to enrich your free life every day without worrying about things like too many tickets. It’s good to be happy. When the wind stopped, I walked down the tower with my head held high, looking at the setting sun of Zijinshan Mountain, looking at the tears of the Flying Swallow from afar. At least I have never been confused now, insisting on fighting against those who violate and deprive our rights and try to take it, no matter how the history will be written, the king will be defeated? Or reactionary? Ha ha, let him go with the wind! I am myself; I look at myself; I love myself; I save myself; I teach myself; I support myself everyone has selfishness, the common selfishness of all people is to live under the blue sky of freedom! Who will accompany me to realize the dream from the Stone City in the past? If Bo Ya meets the child period, what can he ask for again? 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. 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