Where to put that missing heart

As I grow older, my parents’ health declines day by day. This is a natural rule. I have to learn to accept it, but this kind of acceptance makes me feel uncomfortable. Last week, my mother was dizzy, so she went to the hospital for examination on Friday. After hearing the condition, the doctor asked her to be hospitalized for examination. A few years ago, my father was seriously ill, and his body couldn’t move freely. My younger brother was far away from the south, far away from the previous day, so he arranged my mother to have lunch and cook for my father, I ran back to the hospital to get my mother to check. I was so tired that my eyelids were fighting straight, so sleepy and sleepy. My mother always said that she could do it by herself. The hospital was full of twists and turns. I turned a little bit. My mother couldn’t identify the direction. I was really worried and went to the hospital to see my mother every day. Due to the improper arrangement of nurses, the hospital beds were in conflict. The nurse leader led us to the second floor to see another bed. The first floor was already quiet, and the second floor was even quiet without sound, which made us feel deeply lonely, I felt that I didn’t want to stay at all. My mother even showed anxiety and fear. Out of my inner feelings, even if it was a little crowded, my mother still chose to be an old man in the downstairs ward, and no one came and went, there was no noise either. Walking in the corridor of the ward, the voice was so quiet, the light was dim, and the time seemed to stop flowing, which made people feel depressed. Every day I accompanied my mother in the hospital, and my husband took care of the children, it feels like the only child fighting alone these two days, I have something to do, aunt came to look after my mother, she is also nearly seventy people, a few months ago just had a major surgery, looking at Aunt gray hair, I couldn’t tell how uncomfortable I felt in my heart. My body had reached the limit of endurance, so I inquired about the cost of nursing workers. One day was 100 yuan, and the whole day was 140 yuan. After calculation, it only costs 3000 yuan for a month, 4200 Yuan for a whole day. After living for a month, my mother was discharged from hospital, and the residential area where my parents lived, the population is also aging. Most of them are six or seven years old. After the peak of work and school, the yard is quiet without the cries of children and the figure of young people, only the old people walked hard in the yard. My heart was worried about my parents all the time. I was afraid that they would fall down and no one would be in front of them. I was afraid that they would not be able to make a phone call. The old people in the yard also had, but it doesn’t last long. There are many negative reports from the media in nursing homes, so I dare not and don’t worry about letting my parents go. When I was young, my parents grew up with me. Now they are old. Work, children and family make me too busy to take care of them. I have more than my heart but less than my strength. Self-accusation, affliction and sadness emerged together. Heartache and heartbreaking were not that I didn’t love my parents, nor that I didn’t want my parents to live happily, but why couldn’t I feel relieved? How can my heart be calm? Where is the caring heart? 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…

Shengruxiahua

It is said that epiphyllum was originally a flower god who was demoted to the Earth because he fell in love with Wei Tuo, a young man who watered and weeded for her, and could only bloom for a moment in a year. In the late spring of each year, Wei Tuo went down the mountain to pick morning dew fried tea for the Buddha, and the epiphyllum chose to open at this time. She would bloom the spirit gathered for a whole year in a flash, hoping Wei Tuo could remember her. Thousands of years passed, Wei Tuo never remembered her, but the epiphyllum never regretted. A flash in the pan is just for Wei Tuo. The short Bloom is also a kind of unforgettable beauty, because eternity is only a moment of touching. So we look forward to blooming, and the willful blooming of life. Degas once said that both art and life were short and lonely, and it was this loneliness that gave birth to the brilliance. Ballet dancers were dancing, you can’t see the scars on her toes, you can’t guess the exhaustion and hardship in her heart, you only remember her elegance, it was enough for her to be noble and lightweight, enough for her to leave without a pity smile at the end of the curtain, enough for her to shed a little gentle and innocent tears at the corner of her eyes when her temples were rustling. Look at the graceful years of pengteng’s heart flame, and wait for the astringent eyes to support the twilight years. Some people say that Xu Zhimo’s eyes are like the Statue of ancient Greece, because he kisses the fiery fire of reality just like the Greeks, singing the magic of life: Cambridge is the residence of his soul, pei lancui is his spiritual partner, while he is the April day in the world, lighting up fresh Yan. Thirty-four years later, the sweetness and melancholy accumulated in the dream, even if it is just in a hurry, lonely fragrance for a moment, it is also unique to leave fragrance, rhyme and beauty. Born like a summer flower, it is a great confidence, not afraid of the erosion of the years, the fleeting years fade. Being born like a summer flower is a great humility. I am grateful to the creator for choosing us among thousands of possibilities, giving us life and wisdom; I am grateful to the favor of suffering and giving us experience. There are all kinds of women in Yi Shu’s works. Worldly wisdom and intrigue are the materials she is good at digging, but the ending of the story is always full of pity and comfort for the heroine. Every woman is a flower in her eyes: the young girl in the age of cardamom is the unblossomed Lotus; The middle-aged woman who has become a mother is the jasmine in the age of tea; The working woman is agave, but opium is not only the preference of women to women, but also the sustenance of life to life. Yi Shu and her words are like butterfly in her heart, believing in the magnificence of nature and life, and pursuing a season of amazement. The lonely and cold Moon Palace buries Chang ‘e’s fantasy of being young. In the Moon Palace without feelings and thoughts, there are thousands of customs, and who do you want to talk about? Chang ‘e only knew that the seven emotions and six desires in the world would limit the length of life, but forgot that separation and happiness itself was also a gift. Life without love was just a dead silence, not as good as Hai’s daughter, if you pursue a complete soul and turn it into a bubble, you will regret that she gave up the life span of three hundred years, and she will be glad that she has the right to be brave and live like a summer flower, it is a great courage. Zhang Ailing thought holding her hand was a very sad and beautiful sentence. After holding her hand, she would eventually separate, so she would rather not start. She refused to be brilliant, because she couldn’t bear the coldness after being brilliant. She chose to bloom persistently and accept withering persistently. It is a great persistence to live like summer flowers. Besides, the world of tomorrow may not be bleak. So, we should stick to the posture of flowers. The sky may not leave my trace, but I have already flew. 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…

Add me to the frivolous in the rain

In the evening, Ye Ye went to pick up the daughter of the extracurricular class and went downstairs. I found that the rain fell from the sky, and the rain rushed to me like a small knife. Not bad, two umbrellas are packed in bags at any time. She waited for her daughter in a safe place downstairs and opened an umbrella herself first. When a small number of students swarmed in, she saw her daughter looking for everywhere. Baby, here! Leaves Baishou hands. It was like a gust of wind, and my daughter had rushed to her. With! An umbrella was handed to my daughter. I don’t play! The rain is not heavy! I walked first! That what line? Longer catch a cold? Fast,! Just like an old maid, the leaves follow closely for two steps. But the blue is better than the blue, the child’s foot strength is beyond the reach of the leaves! There was an empty road between them. On the other side, the naughty daughter made a face, stretched out her tongue, and greeted them with provocation: Come on, come on, chase me!. Leaves smiled. Nowadays children are not the puppets who are manipulated by others and obedient and gentle. They have their own thoughts and actions. Many things will differ with parents. As a wise parent, as long as there is no principle problem with children’s requirements, leaves generally agree. Forget it, let her go! When we were young, the rain was much larger than this, so we were still revelling in the rain! Leaves thought for a while. That’s about it. At this moment, my daughter was dancing in front of her, and the leaf looked at the tiny rain, thinking of her age… at that time, she also liked to walk in the rain. The light silk rain carried the breeze, and the leaves strolled along the roadside. Although the present empty. However, she has turned into a heroine in the novel and encountered a beautiful romance. She needed to play all the roles. For a while, she was shy; For a while, she was furious; For a while, she was extremely frightened. When there was no one on the roadside, she still murmured. If you ask the audience, then there will be only light rain. Their patter applause made the leaves smile sweeter. At that time, Ye Ye was still a member of the school musical instrument class. Because the orchestra teacher is a newly graduated college student who lives in the school, he once said that he can come to the school to learn skills when he is free. In this way, when the rain was drizzling and the clouds were frivolous, Ye Ye came to school with his beloved big guitar, and wanted the teacher to teach her more. Moreover, the teacher has always been very fond of her, a little girl who practices hard. However, when we arrived at the musical instrument room, there was already the music lingering around. Several students took the lead and practiced each other. From time to time, someone came to consult the teacher. This scene is no different from the practice after class everyday. However, it is voluntary for children. After that, everyone put down their musical instruments and rushed to the rain together. Boys and girls played the game of catching people one by one. Although Ye Ye is a girl, she is also a middle-distance runner in the school sports team! As long as it is her chase, ordinary little boys are doomed. Except for a big boy who sings well and has long legs, there is no way to take leaves from him! But in the school chorus, when boys and girls duet, they were partners. When the teacher instructed the method, Ye ye listened solemnly. However, as soon as the teacher turned around, she gave him a hard twist to vent the regret in the rain. The boy was a general, and the little actions of the leaves were generally able to resist, which made his mouth open with pain. The teacher said to him several times: I haven’t sung yet. Why are you so big with your mouth open? Can you take it back later? But the leaves aside pretended to be as if nothing had happened, and their hearts were happy. There are many stories in the rain. At this moment, Ye Ye looked at her daughter in front of her. Although she had been wet by the rain, there was a little girl beside her who shared her happiness. How can you walk alone in this sweet moment? Moments. The leaves also closed the umbrella, thinking silently: add me to the frivolous in the rain! Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Neither man nor woman can be hurt

Wang Lin’s song “I can’t afford to hurt” flew across the country and shocked too many people’s hearts! How many people’s emotions have been sung by the real and modern lyrics and songs, and how many people will feel painful when listening to this song? In the emotional world, how many people can afford to be hurt?! Too many people can’t really hurt! Because true love is born from the heart! If one day the heart of true love is hurt, the flower of love born from the heart will wither, so people who have been hurt by love will feel painful, this song “I can’t afford to hurt” is sung. There are too many helplessness and indignation in the hearts of people who are hurt by love. Your microblog Spice Girls will not come to me to tell those people who are free and indulged in emotions after a lot of love, too much love. The devotion of true love often leads to such an ending: the end of a spoony woman’s heart-breaking man, and the love of one-night stand is like a beautiful bubble disappearing in the morning! Men who don’t like young and beautiful girls. Even if a woman cries and says to the man she loves deeply: I really love you, come back to me! But who will turn around at this time? True love is lost to youth and beautiful flower appearance. Woman, you can’t afford to hurt a man with a flower heart! In fact, men also have true love, and men also have true affection. When men face the emotional world, they can’t afford to be hurt. There are also many men looking at the woman they love. Under the temptation of diamond rings, famous cars and villas, they throw men into the wind. How helpless men are when facing such women. At this time, no matter how the man said to his beloved woman: I really love you, stay with me! But how many women will turn back at this time? True love lost to vanity, lost to money woman! Infatuated men meet vanity women, men, you really can’t afford to hurt such a woman! Love becomes heavy, false and secular in the noisy era. Love exaggerates too many things that women can’t hurt, while men can’t, but this is indeed a story shared by women and men in the world! Everyone knows that you can’t afford to hurt, but in the emotional world, you still hurt me, I hurt you! What’s wrong with men and women? Is it true that the old moon is making people? Why not let the Spoony man meet the Spoony woman? Why don’t you meet the right person when you are right? Why are there so many mismatched couples? Why do you make love beautiful and heartbroken, bitter and sweet, crazy and resentful? Don’t you really know Yuelao,? How bitter it is to miss love! How painful the pain of love is! Can’t you hear the sadness of love in the world like the wind! Sad Love tears converge into a stream. Is this really confused by the old moon? Or is it the common people’s custom of being old? The world of love is really not hurt! Men and women love each other, why not cherish each other! That is, why not treat each other sincerely in love! Namely to love why but also hurt! Since men and women can’t afford to hurt each other, why not let love be more real, more understandable and more beautiful Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…