Midnight Rain knock melancholy

The rain of spring night suddenly came from the midnight, followed by the ticking sound, beating happily in this quiet night. The rain beat the night, but the night flowed silently, as if passing through my sleepless melancholy, and pulling my homesickness. For a long time, this night, I’m afraid I can’t do it by myself. The most painful thing that I felt lost was that time was in a hurry. It seemed that I just slipped on the slide of my childhood yesterday, but now I am already middle-aged with beard. Being alone in a foreign land, I often looked at the vast sky alone reluctantly and helplessly. My eyes were sour and my tears were gently dried by the wind for countless times. Unexpectedly, it was still difficult to go back to my hometown. Is life always like this and can’t be independent? Maybe this is a common problem? Anyway, I thought there was plenty of time. Let’s talk about it in a few days. Several days passed, several months passed, even several years passed quietly, and it was still difficult to make a trip. Therefore, unconsciously, the time of life is wasted in this way. Is it innocent to my heart? Does the good rain really fall at the right time? It moistens things silently, but the rain tonight is beating my heart with great strength. I don’t know where the peace and pleasure of listening to the rain in the past went, and the feeling in my heart disappeared. How can the sound of rain in such a night be calm? My soul, he cried quietly, soaked in the rain, and then flew away slowly. Through time and space, he has been looking for my former footprints in the night sky of his hometown. He found the hardship that his relatives had ever paid for me, from learning from teeth and teeth to stepping out of the mountain intersection of studying, from toddling to growing up. He opened the picture album that my shadow once flashed, how much laughter and cry, how much pursuit and confusion; How many muddy mountain roads, how many bright green grass and red flowers; How many thorns, how much wind and frost; How many small childhood were beaten and punished for naughty, and love was heartbroken and care for hometown. I really want to throw myself into your arms and have a childhood again, bathing your body temperature, let the flower of my dream bloom again. For you, I will plant a large area of flowers to decorate every landscape and warm every soul. We also need to plant pine and bamboo to let the green color truly appreciate the purest and quietest scenery in life. I will taste the endless minutes and seconds with my heart, do everything I want to do, never wait any more, and then find the excuses to escape by myself! I don’t want to live a life without a wish. As long as I bring some happiness to others, I will not live in vain. And the rain seems to have gradually subsided. (2003) 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. 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…