Zifei fish, how can you know that it is sad and happy?

The clear river is rippling, and the fish swim around with their tails. Some people say, see how happy it is! I retorted with a smile, “you are not a fish, how can you know that it is happy and sad? Most of the time, what is displayed in front of people is always the illusion of beauty, because it doesn’t want others to know their true inner thoughts, and it knows that people like it like it now. Therefore, it lives for others and disguises happiness for others. As for happiness? Pain or not? Sad or not? Only it knows the taste. ———— Inscription the East Wind reveals the fish-belly white, indicating that the day’s work hope has begun. They, those women who others think are happy or unhappy; They have already got up. Listening, they played the Symphony of pots and pans gently in the kitchen. Look, they look tired and tired, preparing breakfast for their families while yawning. At this time, men and children still met Duke Zhou sweetly in their dreams. The sun slowly climbed up, lazy. The birds and motors outside the window turned on and the person who got up early and walked around closed the door; Rushed into his ears. Men and children press the soft pillow on their ears fiercer, turn over and sleep. The woman stopped the symphony and walked into the child’s bedroom quietly; She quickly packed up the books and stationery scattered on a table. Then he looked at the young face in deep sleep with great kindness, then went out quietly and took the door quietly. In his bedroom, he crept to open the wardrobe and took out the folded flat and complete man’s clothes; Put it on the head of the bed. The snoring continued, muttering the incomprehensible sleeptalk. Looking at the face that has lived with me for many years, what does it feel like in a woman’s heart? Happiness, happiness, happiness, anger, bitterness, or misfortune? Hey! Really don’t know! It just seems that there is only a feeling of being neither salty nor light in my heart, and it is really strange! To be fair, she thought they loved each other very much, but why was there always a trace of imperceptible sadness in a corner of her heart? Woman shook his head, She sighed lightly and walked out of the bedroom to the living room. He stretched out his hand to pick up a men’s leather shoes from the shoe rack and wiped them carefully …… at 11:40 Noon, men and women almost got off work at the same time; But the child hadn’t come back yet, maybe I’m playing outside or haven’t finished school yet. Let’s see why the couple change their slippers? I don’t want to say that you must have guessed it. It must be a woman running towards the kitchen with vegetables. The man naturally sat on the sofa with the remote control pinched in his hand to change the channel. There is a boxing championship today. It’s not good to watch it. Good! Fighter! Hit him! The man shouted in high spirits, probably because he was tired; He curled up in the sofa and shouted loudly to the kitchen: Wife, give me some water! Maybe the kitchen range hood is very loud, but the woman didn’t hear it. The man was anxious and shouted: Wife, hurry up! Hearing this time, the woman hurried out and asked: what are you doing? I cooking! The man’s eyes never left the TV screen: I’m thirsty, pour me water! Women are also a little angry: Won’t you do it yourself? Didn’t you see that I am busy? The man glanced at the woman out of the corner of his eyes: Do you love me? If you love me, pour me water! You? Women’s anger: what logic is this? Hey! Forget it, don’t argue with him, the kitchen is still cooking! Whether she was willing or not, she still poured water to the man; Turned around and ran into the kitchen, just because she suddenly smelled a scorching smell …… at the reunion of classmates, women sometimes smiled like flowers; sometimes they talked with each other, looking like a happy little woman; It attracted everyone to praise and envy. Who knows what happiness is? It should be based on personal feelings. People think that happiness is just superficial, and the real situation is only known by the parties themselves. In fact, men and women should not be divided into internal and external ones; It is right for everyone to rush to do housework! Why should women do it, but men don’t do it. It does not rule out that women themselves are willing to lock themselves in the housework and sink. For example, the woman above represents the thoughts of some women. Although they have paid a lot, they still complain in their hearts. If two people stumble, they will say nothing if they can get old,, If one day a man can’t stand the temptation from outside, what kind of small three or small four will he do. Women’s grievances are just like floods, what I have paid so much for you, you treat me like that, too heartless and so on. There is still a man who is right: I married a wife, not a servant! What I want is empathy, not those trivial matters of life. Another person said better, that is, the era of male and female owners has already passed. Women’s duty is not to serve men, but to be as good as men. Women, do you hear me? Straighten your backbone, self-esteem, self-confidence, self-love and self-improvement! Everyone has what he called happiness and pain, and everyone has his own dead corner. Almost everyone has something they don’t want to say, and almost everyone wants others to see their bright side; Don’t let others know their real life. What’s more, I’m crying in my heart. The hairpin Phoenix, which has been spread throughout the ages, is no stranger to everyone: the world is thin and the human feelings are evil, and the flowers are easy to fall when the rain sends them to the dusk. The wind is dry, the tears are broken, I want to write down my mind, and I just say something slanting. Difficult, difficult, difficult! People are different, today is not yesterday, the sick soul is often like a swing rope. The sound of the horn is cold, the night is dim, and I am afraid of being asked …… you say she is happy, she says you are happy; Only your heart knows whether you are happy or not. Fish are still swimming around in the water. Do you think it is happy? Raise your eyebrows and ask: Zifei fish, how can you know that it is happy and sad? 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…

Love wounds in and out of the play

Xi Murong You are like a bright moon, I am like a fog, and the fog is hidden with the moon. You are good at supporting the piano, and I am good at dancing. Whether this yearning is true or not can only be deeply understood by people wandering in the vast sea of love. Life is like a play, and life itself is a colorful big stage. When I was in it, I inevitably became a actor, playing different roles on the shining stage. Under the shining light, in the passion of soundtrack, carrying lines that don’t belong to you, you can’t cry when you are sad, you can’t laugh when you are happy, the plot of the script has already been arranged for you, so, even if you are so sad, you have to smile and be happy with tears. On the stage, I performed so vividly, so wonderful, as if I was infatuated with it. I don’t know. Flowers bloom and fall, winter goes and spring comes, and all kinds of scenes have been arranged with the changes of seasons. Please don’t sigh the hypocritical beauty, don’t believe that beautiful hypocrisy. On the stage, I will always just perform other people’s plays, perform happiness and heartbreak. Under the stage, when the play had ended, the neon and flowers were gone, and the audience’s enduring applause still lingered in their ears. After washing away the carefully smeared paint, it turned out that I was alone with loneliness. When I look back, I think about the dynasty and the twilight. The soul will go with you, and you will never regret it, and you will suffer from continuous lovesickness. The play was about to end, and there was no endless feast in the world. However, when the people in the song were separated, the only thing left was the distant and long separation feeling tasted alone. No one knows that after I removed my makeup, I was no longer a actor, but a real self. I have been immersed in the play for too long, and the heavy makeup and glitter have wiped off my too much purity. I only learned to hide myself on the stage, making others remember only the actor on the stage, the perfect actor in the ideal. When I was in front of others, I smiled more happily than anyone else, as if I was carefree. However, when I was behind others, I showed my haggard face. Behind the smiling face, how much bitterness and pain were hidden, is it a helpless thing to cover? There was a contrast between the stage and the off-stage. No matter how beautiful it was on the stage, it was just something owned by the actor, and I abandoned the worldly greed under the stage, analyzing my true feelings, even though I couldn’t enjoy flattery and fame, I found the truth that only belonged to me. I spent all day in the play. Maybe it was exhausting. Take off the heavy makeup and change back to my plain clothes. In this life, I will choose to be the audience of the play. The real understanding: Love bitter, who can tell you that you don’t know where to hold the door? You only ask me to climb up and see the end of the world. Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) 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…