Mourning damogu in heart

If life is a tide, after getting involved in it for several times, there is no courage to drift with the tide any more. I just want to be a simple person who can watch the ups and downs of the tide and gather clouds. Occasionally sad, occasionally sigh. People see more, listen more, and experience some, it is inevitable to see through the world of mortals. Although the spring flowers are still bright, the autumn moon is still beautiful. It is also a sad scenery with past events. This morning, a woman came down from the car, which was not as elegant as a rich woman as I expected. Pale complexion, cheap clothes. I asked her why she wore such low-grade clothes? She said I didn’t care about it. My daily job is to drive a car to pick my son up and go to school. In addition, there was a woman, three women, sitting in my shop with a play. She had relatives that couldn’t be beaten by three shots. She also had the same illness and tacit understanding of the same age. She talked a lot about the length of her family. She was abandoned once, (in fact, the marriage before she was not abandoned was useless) and she took her son alone. There are two houses in a city like Shanghai, one of which belongs to her and the other belongs to her son. Life is no problem, she wants to live so without dignity. Because later the man thought that the women outside were not reliable either, and they were only profitable. He turned around and wanted to remarry. She agreed that marriage was a nominal symbol. He was once infected with venereal disease, but still did not change his lust. Diabetes and kidney deficiency and tinnitus are the sins of lecherous people, and he is no less. Wild flowers are picked randomly, real flowers wither, and they are destroyed by themselves. Sometimes I think that you are so kind that you can tolerate your husband’s absolute public betrayal again and again. Why don’t you tidy yourself up and live your life well? In this way, you may be able to notice his eyes. There is a saying spread on the Internet: men are responsible for making money to support their families, while women are responsible for beauty. It is not all right in it, and there are always valuable references. Her haggard face described her helplessness in life and had her own reasons. It is said to be for the sake of your son, but rather it is said to be your cowardice and not clear what do you need? When a woman is not cherished by that man, why should she keep silent for him and wait for a long life that she can’t see? Knowing that the road ahead is dark, I still don’t want to change my direction, but I am so sad! A piece of marriage paper can’t give you any hope, but it is just the destruction of life and disrespect. You really understand, after remarriage, you will be happy, and you will not look like this. Divorce and non-divorce are only the thickness of a piece of paper, which will be spent on gambling for a long life. Really ai mo da yu xin si. She kept talking and seeing through. In Shaoxing, she also knew that he would not change his previous life attitude. Anyway, he was out of sight and upset. She said she had seen everything through, and one day is a day. What’s money? I can’t change what she wants. There are still several places in Shaoxing real estate. These cold things can not warm a person’s small heart, let alone cure a broken heart. I want to say: why do you want to remarry? Everyone in this world has abandoned us. Please remember that we still have ourselves. Leave yourself some dignity! You can easily remarry without any return to his restraint, because you are bullied and trampled voluntarily, and you don’t have to blame others. I only have to think and meditate in my heart. The sorrow of a rich woman. There is also a plain woman’s little happiness. She doesn’t have much money, which is enough. My husband also had no chance to contact with women because of the working relationship. Even if there is, the poor in this real society have no money to be romantic. I believe he won’t, because his character is there. Although she suffered from rheumatic disease, she still kept herself in good care, and her husband didn’t dislike her illness either. She was not greedy. She didn’t think her husband didn’t make much money and didn’t have a big house, but she could put down her feelings. The bigger the house, the smaller the bed, and the affection is nowhere to be seen. She lived with him through the ups and downs of life. Although she was also noisy, it was not a lot of love, but also influenced each other and never gave up. There are many temptations in this society, but the bottom line of morality is also indispensable. Women can be virtuous, but they also have their own bottom line. I have heard such a sentence: a person’s wealth is not something outside his body, but whether he has love and righteousness. Daughter cleared also Chai Gap. The quality of a person is a lifetime wealth. Women, if we have sky inside, we are not afraid of no clouds. Why too sad? We are responsible for ourselves if we want to live a beautiful life for ourselves. 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…

The thing on the head (light prose 3)

My colleague, Mr. L, is a very smart person. Don’t you understand? Then explain it again with his colleagues’ comments: He is a person who has no long hair on his head. It should be clear now. When Old L was transferred for the first time, the hair was not so serious. It was just an ordinary Balding. But as time goes by, as time goes by, the overhead becomes more and more eye-catching. Especially the piece of forehead, shiny and bright, can learn from the sun and moon. It is estimated that his mouth can be used as a mirror, as a window to clear the cloud temples. Lao L is an open-minded person, and he is also familiar with the wonderful use of self-mockery and self-satire to cover up his physical defects. He often starts with this thing on his head, on the contrary, no one amused his colleagues with his bare forehead. What makes Lao L smart is that he understands a common weakness of human beings: the more you take it seriously, the more people will talk about it; The less you take it seriously, the more boring people will be. However, everyone loves beauty. Old L is not only a mortal, but also difficult to get rid of vulgar people. When the development of The Times makes people pay more and more attention to appearance, and there is theoretical basis that it is a kind of respect for others, even related to the city appearance of a place, how can it be ignored any more. So I saw TV advertisements selling all kinds of hair covers, and specially asked someone to buy a full hair cover from a big city all the way. I don’t know whether he was excited or awkward when he wore it for the first time. Anyway, it was the first time I saw him wearing a wig to go to work. I felt very uncomfortable. Why didn’t I think it was him. Everyone felt the same in general, so there was another topic of mental adjustment. Hee hee ha ha ha for a long time. But before long, everyone got used to it. Old L is still old L, but there is no light of wisdom shining frequently on his head, just like the fruitful greening of Tongshan bald ridge, there is a dense forest covered with green shade. But suddenly one day old L stopped wearing a wig. The Old L who restored its original appearance made people uncomfortable for a while. Asked him why it was, Old L answered, after thinking it through, why cover the cover and cover the cover for a man? The living must be the true one, and this is the true self. My colleagues and I nodded deeply and convinced Lao L’s words as if we were fully enlightened. However, I still noticed that Lao L deliberately kept the hair on the right sideburns very delicately, with long hair, pulled it horizontally and put it on the forehead, combing it in an orderly way. In doing so, although he could not completely shield the forehead with high smoothness, he always had hair on the top and dealt with how chic and Grace he had. I understand his mood and dare not make fun of his hair any more. We play table tennis in our spare time. The Old L is good at playing, the racket is held horizontally with broadsword, and the cutting, pulling, blocking and killing are all superior. But the hair was so tired that when the exercise was fierce, it slided down frequently, hanging on the right cheek, exposing the wisdom forehead completely, which made the old man have to use his hands again and again. So I completely understood that the bald is expensive. Because it is rare, I cherish it more and more. 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…

Leave one day

Now, playing mobile phones and computers in the dormitory and trying hard to read Mandarin are for tomorrow’s Test. This Saturday is always good, sleep late until ten o’clock. Sister Zhuo told me to get up early to study last night. I didn’t forget or remember it in time. Final is coming. Sometimes I think I regret the choice I made without hesitation at the beginning. For one year, I didn’t change myself, an idealist, into a practicalist as I had imagined. I still love fantasy so much. It is always difficult to practice, and it is also difficult to change the attitude of life. Life became simple, but they still laughed and laughed. They all seemed to favor me and accompany me to do what I wanted to do. It seems that my water chestnut is not so sharp. I think I will remember their kindness and Brotherhood for the rest of my life. Sometimes I think of me in the past, who is so stubborn. I always only know that I hurt others first, laugh wildly and make troubles without scruple. This time, I found that it was a kind of unbearable sadness. I had thought long ago that one day when I left, there should be a warm hug and smile at that time. When I left, I would leave each other with tears, or leave with a smile. I always thought that emotion should not be used to hurt. However, this time, you or the world make me scared. Perhaps, emotion is really only concerned about the floating shadow in front of the eyeballs, and the things in mind can only be said to be non-existent. Those who play wildly in the snowy winter, do the happiest people in the world on the thick shoulders on the hillside, sing Eternal songs on the lawn in the sunny afternoon, stepping on the unfamiliar streets and feeling familiar, leaving two very suitable faces under the camera, rushing on the road without fear of anything, and hearing the unsensational words that you rely on every day, when you are lost, you have a firm direction, always in front of your mind. Very clear. I believe that all sincerity is true when we are together, so we should also believe that leaving is true. Even so, I still can’t believe it. But I really understand. Listening to songs one by one with headphones in my spare time is the most peaceful time when I don’t want anything. I still can’t understand from beginning to end. I can’t think of it, good and bad thoughts are deposited in my mind. The heart is not strong at all. However, I am still trying to keep warm. Fear and heart will die one day, although the process is so inappropriate. The feelings in a quiet movie. “Goodbye one day” says: no matter how loved you are, you must not believe in happiness. No matter how loved you are, you must not love too much. I was wrong. I was wrong at the beginning and believed in happiness. Unfortunately, time cannot go backwards and memories cannot be blurred. Young, teenager. Let a person tired. I want to get old at once in a trance, and I want to get old and die forever like the scene in the movie. At present, the process of getting old is too long. You can’t understate your whole life. It is said in “The Notebook of love” that there should be at least one time in one’s life that one should forget himself for the sake of someone. He doesn’t ask for results, peers, possession or even love me. Their waiting was purely envious. The struggle they were waiting for between the rings, hysterical helplessness, some people knew, some people didn’t know. People in the story say that the place where I miss my mother and have a mother is my home. But I don’t want to go home and live a floating life. The little girl who wanted to live an ordinary life before didn’t want anything after losing her attachment. Then, will you still feel sad. Year Full Year. On the day of the year, we talked about each other. Tired words are not that simple to say. But just were tired. All don’t understand. Feeling changes much faster than emotion. Speed Manual wu ce. I don’t want to say any more. I’m tired too. No matter how hard I can stop thinking, what can I do. Contact is unnecessary. I forgot to shed tears. The busy December is coming. Come on, study hard. No one wants to be sad forever. If I am still so kind in my heart, you will certainly blame myself for knowing that I have fallen for this. Even if I think of it at any time, I will feel uncomfortable. Then, one should remember to giggle after suffering. There is another line saying: Goodbye, one day. Just like there is no eternal happiness or misfortune. One day we will all say goodbye, but one day we will meet again. I still want to see you again that day, and I will really want to leave that day. You who love me, forgive me for being ignorant and unable to help myself. That song is still so familiar that it is doomed from the beginning: every time you appear in front of me, my world will change. Every time you accompany me, there are countless languages between us, every time you smile and blink at me, my life is a beautiful garden. Although there are occasional storms and snow, our love has no boundaries. You will never change this is your eternal appointment. I am willing to be loved by you forever. I have no attachment to this world. I will never regret following you. I fly to the blue sea and sky to escape from your sight, you are still waiting for me to return to your heart, lonely night accompanying me, and your love leads me out of the wilderness. Every time you smile and blink at me, my life is a beautiful garden. Although there are occasional storms and snow, our love has no boundaries. You will never change this is your eternal appointment. I am willing to be loved by you forever. I have no attachment to this world. I will never regret following you. I fly to the blue sea and sky to escape from your sight, you are still waiting for me to return to your heart, lonely night accompanying me, and your love leads me out of the wilderness. If someone asks: before you die, you will remember whether you have been loved or ever loved. I will also remember the only time I ever loved this. 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…

Right heart of trajectory

Major decisions in life are planned by the heart, like a pre-calculated framework, waiting for your Constellation to run. If we expect to change our destiny, we must first change the trajectory of our hearts. A person should know his position, just like a person knows his face, which is the most sober consciousness. Xijinqianhua always than casual whitewash to beautiful. So do what you do, do it best, this is how the important. When a person sees how tortuous his sailing route is, he had better rely on his conscience as a navigator. And know in the appropriate time automatic control themselves, talent obtaining genuine mental balance, also may have a happy home. People alive meaning should be in process, rather than conclusions. Therefore, one should not influence another person with his own experience and viewpoint, let alone he is not you, and you are not him either. Each process of the human growth is different, downs of life should be their own taste, try to be in life. People in life, can make a difference when just once. It is now, however, many remorse in the past and worry about the future wasted a best times. There is always something missing in life. You lose whatever you get. The important thing is that you should know what you really want. People who chase two rabbits will inevitably get nothing. Why wasn’t our life full of dreams? That Zhu Jin Flower was swinging in the deep heart of you and me, and we wanted to stir up the infinite scenery. However we always used to wait first spring, and of the first season of empty won, we often casually put second spring abandoned outside, will dream turn attributed to dream. The flowers of dreams only favor those who are patient and pursue. Today, if give you a dream of hibiscus flower, you should have the courage to dream buyout second spring. A person only keep happy feeling, will make own more love life, love life. Only a happy and happy mood is the source of creativity and life power. Only by constantly make happy, be happy with yourself, to stay away from pain and trouble, can have a happy life. The only guide to life is your own conscience. Looking back on the past, the only thing that makes people feel proud is the integrity and honesty of their behaviors. It would be very unwise without such comfort in life. Because people often own of perishing and counsel error and self-deprecating; However this comfort, whatever fate to you any, you always a firm step forward, and full of sense of honor. In the world, besides power, money, prestige, violence and so on, there is another one that gives people success; With it, one’s potential can be multiplied and multiplied, which is integrity. We can not beautiful, but our health; We can not great, but we solemnly; We can not perfect, but our efforts; We can not eternal, but we sincerity. Opportunities such as water, nowhere not flow; Opportunities such as Moonlight, a gap can be found. Life belongs to you, and you should live according to your own wishes. Have lost Let it lose, at least no longer indulge in wait. World things are true. When you pursue intentionally, it is like a butterfly wings and fly; When you hold to surface of mundane distractions, for society, to others, to concentrate on in a thing, the unexpected harvest has quietly greeted you. Moved in moment. Moved may also eternal, a little tolerance might make someone grateful life; A little love might make someone warm life; A wish with words of encouragement may let happy life. Each of us should have more sympathy and love than what we need to survive. We should spread it to others and pursue is the light of life. Money can Xingde, also can defeat De. If we all to a good heart to help those who need help around. Then we will find there are a lot of the world than money much more noble, also worth more things. Wealth is a kind of deposit. No matter how much money you have, you can’t take it to the coffin. Love is a kind of deposit. When people die, will love be attached? Power is a kind of deposit. No matter how powerful you are, you can’t escape from the final alternation; Even life itself is just a hurried passer on this planet. And this planet itself is at best a small post built by the creator for human beings. If you want to succeed, then please remember: Heritage zero, honesty first, learning the second, politeness third, hard fourth, smart fifth. Full life should have three sense, sense of mission, loss, crisis. We must always believe in this point: everything will change, no matter how heavy the heart is, how poor it is, we must hold on. The sun has set will rise, the evil day always end, and in the past, future and so do. 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…

Night Lights

When I came back by bus, other buses flashed beside me, crowded and noisy. Tired buses, with long tails, carried groups of tired passengers. The night came down and they were tired. Who was tired? Tired, tired at night? Like the moonlight in the dark night, it is the most gentle favorite and the embrace to comfort the dark night. With it, the night is no longer lonely, with soul, living soul, as if there are many elves jumping and dancing in this indifferent night, and every creature is sentimentally attached to it. The night is the most ambiguous, the most flattering, the most lingering and the most blurred. Women in the dark night are the most horrible. They are terribly beautiful and too charming. With the existence of night, the colorful lights are naturally indispensable. They flickered and rested for a while, which made your eyes painful. The pain made you unable to see the image of the night, the journey to your home and the person you loved in your heart. All of a sudden, I was surprised at that moment. I missed the road and missed what I cared most, but I couldn’t go back. If I went back along the way, what I got might be distressed, finally, what I had was regrets. It was meaningless to go back. Then let’s go on like this, at least there were traces left. Colorful lamp, purple is my favorite, mysterious, I can never guess its mind, but it is very intoxicated in the infatuated curiosity, just like the feeling you bring to me, every time is exciting and novel, which is a kind of satisfaction. The purple in the dark night is more magical. Whether it is the purple in the black or the black in the purple, I always chase from beginning to end, immersed in the belief of chasing. I never say more. Most of the time I keep silent. I am very sober and can think a lot. I don’t say anything, but it doesn’t mean I don’t want. When I was a child, I always felt that the lamp lit up my home. I was always happy when I came home. There was always a lamp on me and one or two figures. Now I haven’t seen that light for a long time. There are so many lights outside the bus, which one is for me? The night no longer has you, what I need is the lamp. 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…

Small sense of Winter (II)

For some reason, the winter in Yantai this year is particularly dry. The solar term of light snow has already passed, but there is still not a trace of snow floating in the air. It seems that the God in charge of the rotation of Four Seasons has forgotten to give the Holy decoration to the lower world in this season. Although it was sunny outside, the temperature was still very low. Students who just came out of the teaching building unconsciously wrapped their clothes tightly. The flagstone pavement under the feet monotonously reflects the light at noon in winter, which makes people feel a little chilly coolness in their hearts. The street lamp pole painted with black paint on the roadside stood up coldly with a livid face in the cold wind. Those tall poplars beside him could not stand the raging wind in the past few days. They had already shaken off most of the leaves. At first glance, they looked like people who suffered heavy mental losses, staring at the passers-by hurriedly on the road. Several pieces of dead leaves left on the top of the high tree were turned around unwillingly under the cold wind blowing from time to time. There are light gray thin clouds floating in the sky in the distance, so the sky does not look very clear. There was a thick layer of dust on the Holly and Cedar beside the road not far away. Wisteria had already reduced the prosperous appearance in summer, and it was thin and rugged on the top of the stone corridor. The dark green grass on the lower slope crawled quietly on the gray-black ground like a devout pilgrimage. Outside the South Gate, the rice seller in the staff canteen was rubbing his hands to attract passers-by passing by sporadically. A little far away in the small square in front of the school doctor’s hospital, several old people are looking after the children wrapped in thick winter clothes. In the lengthy underground corridor leading to the West School, the light was still listless. It seems that there is no division between night and day in this world. At the end of the corridor is connected with the road paved by rough square bricks. At this moment, what comes into view is an endless lonely scene: in the Depression, a large area of declining weeds are stretching in disorder; At the edge of the Highland, A few bare tall elm trees stand woodenly; On the distant mountain, yellow trees are scattered on the high slope like iron wires. A few black Magpies were on the high branches, shouting loudly as if no one was around. Outside the West school gate is a pavement paved by ochre red square bricks. The road which is just dozens of meters is naturally divided into several sections due to the presence or absence of light. When walking on the road, it is like shuttling between different temperature belts. At the end of the pavement is a spacious sea-watching Road. Looking up, what jumped into the view is still a lonely and bleak scene. He went back to the restaurant of East School again with heavy steps. At that time, there were only a few people dining in the large restaurant. After finishing the meal symbolically, when I was about to get up and leave, I saw a strong Tibetan mastiff lying on the window edge of the opposite balcony by accident. Although I was a little scared in my heart, I still dared to lean over slowly. In front of the half-open window, a young girl was gently stroking the head of the Tibetan mastiff stretching through the window. After a while, the girl closed the window slowly, and the Tibetan mastiff withdrew back to her crescent-shaped nest very obediently. After visiting this small territory silently, it chose a place with light to lie down quietly. Behind it were those fatong and Acacia which had already fallen leaves. Several rays of light from the western sky passed through its forehead and directly shot on the cold and stiff cement board. Seeing this scene, I can’t help sighing from the bottom of my heart: Ah, you, the elf of plateau and the pride of nature, you should have galloped in your own vast wilderness, at this time, I had to commit myself to such a despicable place. Such a huge contrast is seen by people who have a heart, how can they not have thousands of emotions? How can we not feel sad? How can we not keep sighing? Suddenly, the Tibetan mastiff slowly raised its head, and in a flash our eyes gathered together. Suddenly, I was shocked by its eyes. There was endless melancholy and desolation in its eyes. Soon it lowered its head again. However, the scene at that moment brought me into the deep memory. Large pieces of gray and black clouds piled up in the sky, and the whole wilderness seemed extremely vast from a distance. The ground has already become wet, and the asphalt road is becoming more and more dark and shiny under the washing of rainwater. Suddenly, a pet dog covered with mud climbed out from behind a low bush beside the road. It is so thin that every bone on the body can be seen from time to time; It is so weak that it seems that the bone can hardly hold the thin body; It is so lonely again, like a withered leaf in the autumn wind, with a miserable back to the vast wilderness. However, it can be inferred from its carefully decorated curly hair that it must have had a decent life before. It shook the mud on its body feebly, as if it was about to fall down. Perhaps driven by instinct, it is alert to realize that there are people around. It turned back slowly and glanced at me. I was shocked by its eyes instantly. The expression in my eyes was so complicated: helplessness, fear, desolation and even hatred, which made me, an unintended passer, unable to let go for a long time. When I came back to my mind again, the dead leaves had moved away slowly with the falling Twilight. The bitter and strong cold wind shook the large branches on the high ground from side to side, A round of pale yellow sunset on the west sky is falling slowly. Gradually, the scenery in the fourth field was coated with a layer of gray. When the last ray of light was hidden behind Mount Phoenix, the old day declared to retreat forever. Where the sunset falls, the sunset glow in the dim sky is like a belt, and the bright new day seems to come soon. 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…

Reading tea degree life

Love reading in life is a happy thing, and love drinking tea is a beautiful thing. Reading can cultivate sentiment, enrich life and romantic life; Drinking tea can enjoy tea fragrance, delicious taste and life. Influenced by the family environment, I like reading books and drinking tea since I was a child. My father was a cadre in the commune. Although he was a senior and young student, he also liked to buy some books to read. Sometimes he would take some books to read when he went to meetings in the county. I remember “One Thousand and One Nights”, “my first half of life”, “Jinling Spring Dream” and so on. Among them, the story of three apples which I have read in the book “One Thousand and One Night” left me a deep impression. After reading it again and again, I won’t be tired of it, which caused my happiness in reading. When I joined the job and got my own salary, I bought books I liked with my own change. I always felt that money was lifeless, once it is used to buy books that I like, the value will be great. I can enjoy the happiness of life in the sea of books. Sometimes when guests arrive at home, they will help adults wash the teapot, pour tea and water. When it is convenient, they will also pour themselves a cup of tea to accompany the guests, thus forming the habit of drinking tea. After taking part in the work, because he was a bachelor, he used paper to pack some in his own home and took them to school to drink tea at work. At that time, the income was not high, so I could drink the tea at home and also feel the superiority of family conditions. After more than ten years, I not only established my own family, but also my son was about to graduate from college. My old father had already retired at home. At this time, I could never forget buying tea, give him a kilo to taste, It can be regarded as paying back the past debts that are not clear. This reminds me of a story written in an article: when I was young, the old people held umbrellas for the children. When the children grew up, they held umbrellas for the old people, with the same care and warmth. Every weekend, I read a favorite book in my study, tasted a sweet tea, and immediately felt the beauty, warmth and happiness of enjoying a peaceful life. When you want to write some words, turn on your computer and type out an article about your mood. I feel happy and add another one. Words are so wonderful. Different combinations of the same words can make you feel different scenes and enjoy different moods. This is the happiness of loving words. It is hard for people who don’t like words to feel it. Mao Zedong, the great man, met Nixon, the former president of the United States in the study, pointing out the country, inspiring the words and shocking the world. What kind of style is this? Pushing the big ball with small balls, changing the world and history in the study, uniting the United States against the former Soviet Union made Brezhnev depressed and helpless. This was politics. It is the wisdom of great men to make their opponents lose confidence when talking and laughing. Mao Zedong also likes reading books. He also likes the feeling of being besieged by books, and also likes drinking Longjing tea. As a common people, Longjing tea is hard to drink, coincidentally, today I wrote this article, I made two pots of tea. The first pot was smelly and poured out after drinking a few mouthfuls. The second pot was Longjing tea selected for brewing, it was given to me by a friend who served as deputy director years ago. Fortunately, my hobbies are the same as those of great men. Without the wisdom of great men, it is also very comfortable to enjoy the hobbies of great men and enjoy life beautifully. With the increase of life experience, the books I read become more and more extensive. In the past, I liked fictional story novels like “about Tang”, but now I like realistic classics like “A Dream of Red Mansions”, “Norwegian forest |”, “Lost Garden” and so on, I especially like real biographies, celebrity diaries, documentary literature and so on. Nowadays, the development of novels is too extensive. Mysterious, magical, crossing and ghost stories are not because you don’t like them, but because there are many popular novels, to your surprise, some people read millions of books by clicking on mobile phones, and the authors have already made a lot of money without reading books. This is the magical development of high technology. The world is also really magical. Nature not only provides food for human survival, but also provides people with drinks for tasting at leisure. Human beings are smart. Cultivating flowers provides the beauty of appreciating flowers, provides high-grade tea, satisfies the desire of mouth, and literary writers create excellent articles and provide literary nourishment. Especially the film directors shoot beautiful blockbusters to make people enjoy the happiness of video music. In addition to leisure, you can browse the world news on the Internet, search and download your favorite movies, turn off your computer and ride to the wild to enjoy the scenery. The nature in the wild is full of vitality. Go to the nature to appreciate the vastness of life and feel the insignificance of life. Go to the garden to enjoy the colorful flowers, go to the mountains to enjoy the vast world, and enjoy the splendid life in peace with the nature. Life must be full of happiness, and making friends with a bosom friend is also enjoying life. The feeling of life can be written into mood words, and you can exchange views with your bosom friends, move forward and work hard in mutual encouragement; Create life and enjoy life in mutual inspiration, isn’t this kind of life a beautiful taste? Time is like running water, gone forever, cherish everything in front of you and enjoy every day of life. Learn to abandon troubles and build life. While reading books, you can also read Life, taste fragrant tea and taste life, making your life meaningful, emotional, interesting and tasteful. 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. 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On an unexpected dusk, by the lake in late autumn, the people on the fence beside the bridge stared at the blue waves with soft light, and their faces were filled with the touch of peace. I am still on that familiar corridor, chasing the graceful time with the steps of youth. Beside me, an old man was already intoxicated by this landscape, and that scene was like a painting. If it weren’t for the continuous laughter, I am wouldn’t believe that he was insane. On the way back, I imagined why he was insane? Love? Money? Power? Career? I thought about all the things that could restrict, shackle and tempt people in the secular life, but finally it was still a mist and I couldn’t get any answers. But one thing is certain, he lost all the tired things such as professional titles, housing treatment, official positions, money, honors and so on that secular people have to rush about for, work hard, fight openly and secretly, so what is the point left in his heart? What is left must be unique, simple, eternal and persistent. This kind of thing brought him peace, peace, tranquility and detachment. However, to reach this state must be at the cost of loss. Maybe there is only one kind of pure thing in their hearts. When they were in US, did they think we were sick while they were normal? Are we normal? Whether the deception and disguise of this society are progress or regression. We have been used to saying the black one as the white one and the white one as the Purple One. In the end, the colorful one is a mess. The world moved forward in an orderly way, so that I often suspected that there were huge conspiracies buried deep in it. Everything about us seems to have been booked, and orders and laws are everywhere. Few people dare to break this order, Because once you get into trouble, you will put yourself surrounded by open guns and dark arrows. Even if someone steps forward, the society will never be remoulded by the end of a certain period of time. It will go on as it goes step by step. You can’t really get rid of the fetters and be unconstrained. Therefore, in the real society, if you have the emotion of freedom in your heart, it is no doubt that you pour the water of suffering on your own head. What the world needs seems to be just puppets. Only in this way can you walk through your life peacefully without any harm. If you ask more questions about this world, it will give you a fatal blow. Nietzsche asked too many questions, so he went crazy; Van Gogh also asked too many questions. He cut off his ears personally as a price. While Hemingway and echo simply asked about their lives. Hope is sometimes more painful than despair, just as waiting is more painful than death penalty. The great sorrow and pain of life also come from this soberness. However, it is these people who make me feel that the world can still make people live. Unfortunately, not everyone can complete an independent personality in this soberness. Many people are crushed into deformity or even fragmented by society. Then why not remove those dirty things and make enough space for beauty to make it fragrant in the atrium. Why do you want to make yourself so gloomy and depressed, open your mind, those unhappy, let it flow slowly without trace. There is nothing to be entangled with. What I finally fell in love with is just some unforgettable time, which has nothing to do with pain. Calm the flood of sadness in the heart, let silence precipitate those impurities, and bury them into deep mire from then on. Life is just like this. Believing in beauty is better than dealing with depression and indignation in a false and ugly dead end. Half sober in the world, perhaps this is the best living rule for ordinary people. A few years ago, I couldn’t figure out how Boyi died of hunger with such benevolence and why he was killed with such wisdom. Along the way, the experience of bumping and bumping answered many questions about children who were not worldly at that time. But when I heard those immature laughter again, I suddenly felt a feeling of loss. Those children were full of vigor, and I also had this kind of breath, but because of all kinds, they left me far away. Growing up seemed to be a matter of night. I never abused the plaque of that society again and again, but just smiled over. In a trance, I began to pity myself. The whole youth has been used to review youth, and the whole life has also been used to doubt life. Like (prose editor: yuiran) 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…

The past is like smoke “piano stage art”

Since my wife was not around me, I have stopped using the stove which makes people angry at first sight, because it is not a coal-saving furnace. Burning two honeycomb briquette in one night will also make the furnace cool. But on several cold days, in order to keep warm, I had to light the stove again. I went to the back of the house to pick up some withered branches and hay, lit it with a few pieces of waste paper and put it into the hearth. Suddenly, a puff of smoke rose in the room, followed by the mist around the Yunshan Mountain. Looking at the gradually burning flame in the stove, my wife’s figure when she was cooking in the past unconsciously appeared in front of my eyes. In the late autumn of that year, my wife brought my three-year-old daughter to a mountain school where I worked. Although our family lived in a single dormitory of only 15 square meters, we lived in the same room for drinking, eating and living, but we had a happy and enviable life. Every morning, my wife would get up early to make a fire to cook and prepare a delicious breakfast for me to get up. I had a meal and went to work. She coaxed her daughter to play while picking up empty pots and bowls to prepare lunch. Sometimes she took her daughter to the nearby market to buy vegetables. When I got off work at noon, my wife must have cooked the dishes in the water again. Everything was ready, and when I came home to order noodles. In the evening, after the three of us had a delicious meal, I would take their mother and daughter to the nearby fields and Riverside to play with the children when I was free. At that time, our living conditions were very simple. Cooking was made by burning a piece of coal in a honeycomb briquette stove with a smoke pipe, but it was different at night, and it would be destroyed if we made a piece of coal. His wife tried to catch two pieces of coal again, hoping to make another breakfast the next day. However, when she was going to cook the next day, the fire was already dying. After his wife touched the temperament of the stove, she would not let it waste any more. After dinner every day, my wife let the fire go out by herself, The fire started again the next day. A few days later, the speed of his wife’s fire was surprisingly fast. In less than a minute, the fire was burning vigorously, and the coal block was also burning red. The fire seedlings went up and forth through the coal hole, together with the teachers living in a courtyard, they praised her endlessly, shouting to ask her for advice. Once, my wife handed me a bowl of mixed noodles, which happened to be seen by a colleague passing by. He joked to me: someone was eating, someone was drinking, someone was washing clothes, someone is accompanying me to enjoy a happy life. How comfortable it is! My wife is a rural woman who takes care of my three-year-old daughter at home. I teach in a middle school in a remote mountainous area. I seldom go home except for winter and summer holidays. Every time when it comes to the slack season, my wife will make some steamed buns with white flour, buy some vegetables that I like to eat, and transfer several buses with my daughter from the distant hometown to accompany me. During the busy farming season, my wife went to work with my parents. At this time, she became a good labor in our family. One autumn harvest, due to the heavy rain for several days, the land is soft and the road is rotten, so it is difficult to harvest corn in the land. In order to sow wheat before Frost fell, as soon as it cleared up, his wife put on rain boots and went to the ground to pull corn cobs. His daughter also wanted to go with her mother when crying. His wife had no choice but to do so, I had to let my daughter sit in the shelf car. She pulled the corn cobs, two bags and three bags of the whole mu of land which had been broken off back to her home with heavy steps. Every muddy track was full of her hard work sweat. Every time I think of this, I can’t help ashamed of it. One year at the beginning of school, my acute appendicitis was sudden, which made me unable to stand up. The school leader immediately called my wife who was 50 kilometers away. At that time, she was still working in a restaurant in the city, after hearing the news, she hurriedly asked for leave and made an appointment with me to meet in a hospital in the downtown. I was escorted by several colleagues and sent to the hospital for treatment. My wife also rushed to the hospital in a dusty way. When she saw my miserable appearance, she couldn’t help shedding tears. My wife is not a person who has nothing to do with things. I often admire her skill and toughness secretly. She asked the doctor about my condition. When she knew that I needed an operation, she agreed without hesitation and comforted me again and again that she was not afraid of it. She just had a small operation and would recover soon after finishing it. It was because of my wife’s comfort and encouragement that I had the courage to enter the operating room. Surgery day, It was my wife who held my hand tightly and sent me into the operating room with warm eyes. During the week of recuperating after the operation, it was my wife who fed me to eat and drink water one by one. It was my wife who asked me about the cold, asked me about the warm cover and changed the shoe-top for me to wash. It was my wife who helped me step. After my recovery, I went back to work, but my wife was still not at ease and would follow me to take care of everything for a period of time. My daughter is old enough to go to kindergarten. The wife picks up her daughter to school sooner or later, and insists on working for a restaurant. I advised her to take good care of her daughter wholeheartedly. There was no need to work so hard. She said that she was idle as well, so it was better to do some work, which was a little supplement to the family. My wife often teaches my children. Teach her daughter to recite ancient poems and sing children’s songs, teach her to read and draw, play with children, play with children, make love for her, take a bath and change clothes, from morning to night, at night, I also got up from time to time to cover my daughter’s bedding. She regards raising children as her own duty. She loves children more than her own life. I was always silent, but I seldom told my wife some intimate words. She also knew that I was always busy with work and pretended to have a lot of things in my heart, so I seldom disturbed me. My life became dull and boring because I seldom cared about taking care of her mother and daughter, and I couldn’t find the happiness of life. However, my depression always makes me unsmiling and almost indifferent. This made me deeply realize that without love, there would be no happiness and joy. To be honest, my wife did all kinds of housework. I took the responsibility of being a father, a husband and a family member in vain, all the responsibilities were resigned to his wife. Her wife worshiped her parents at home and did housework and farm work. She never complained about the life of oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, pots and pans. The harmonious and prosperous style of the family was envied by neighbors. As for me, a scholar who came from school and then went to school to teach, who lived a meal and stretched out his hands, saying that he was a literary and elegant man, and didn’t think this was happiness at all, and regard it as common. Even when my colleagues were jealous of me and jokingly talked about how unrestrained and moist I was, I just laughed at it with disdain, I didn’t really experience my sense of superiority and pride. I thought it was very common between husband and wife. How often do I think my wife’s words are unnecessary; How often do I care about her feelings and be arbitrary, but complain that she didn’t persuade me afterwards; How often, I just care about my job and career blindly, and leave my complaints about my job and future to her without reservation, either because I dislike her, or because I dislike her, and when she turned around and cried secretly, I did not care about her and let her bear it alone. However, when I was alone and tired of dealing with life, what I thought most was her and my wife: she understood me most, supported me most and cared about me most, enlighten me most. At that time, the fire was burning vigorously, and my wife’s busy and light figure flashed in front of me one by one. My eyes began to be sour and moist gradually. I don’t know whether it is for the sadness that I am alone now, or the wisps of smoke just lit blowing into my eyes. (Author’s profile: The original name is Wu Liqiang, and the pen name is pastoral, Qingye, chunyun Shiyu. Born in 1976, he graduated from Shaanxi Institute of Education in 1999 with a bachelor’s degree in Chinese. He began to publish his works in 2008 and joined Baoji Writers Association in 2011. I usually like reading books and newspapers, and I like literary creation. Many essays, poems and papers have been published in the literature quarterly of tongken River, the literature quarterly of jintaiguan, the Shaanxi rural daily, home literature, Baoji Daily, Citizen weekly, friends of head teachers, teacher newspaper, provincial and municipal newspaper and magazine websites such as “Chinese prose writers association” and “prose Online”.) 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…

Woman’s mall complex

All women like to go shopping in the mall intentionally or unintentionally. When I entered it, it was a Kun bag with a crisp hand and an empty hand. When I came out, I came back with a full load of left bag and right bag. Therefore, the mood is strong enough to have the tranquil fun and flying Love after shopping for several days. No matter the young beauties or the old ladies in Xiyanghong, most of them are good owners of shopping malls, with less hours and more than half of the mornings and afternoons removed. From the ground floor to the top floor, take a closer look and give directions. Step by step, quiet taste. Every move is a graceful feminine taste. Thirsty, buy a drink from local sources, drink while strolling; Tired, take a nap for a while, then continue the future. Women explain the reason: shopping in the mall does not have to buy things, but love is in the full view of stop-and-go, and what they like is the beautiful atmosphere lingering around your body and mind. Women who love shopping can be divided into three types: pretty lady, young mother and family host. From a winter coat to a gorgeous lipstick, ladies are going to visit the mall and may only plan to buy a coat when going out, when I come back, it is very likely that there are all kinds of trousers, skirts and shoes. This kind of people all have petty bourgeoisie sentiment and boutique consciousness. Young mothers usually perform the duty of being mothers and wives, and dress from head to foot, packaging children into golden children and girls. The bright appearance and image of my husband are the facade that must be supported and must not be picky by others. While the original housewives went to shopping malls and supermarkets for the food basket project, so there was a homemade KFC on the table, which was crisp and crisp. There are several yellow shrimp balls floating in the vegetable soup. Besides the strong taste, it also adds a poetic flavor. There are also a few women who are quite petty. They will go to the mall to buy big things, but it doesn’t matter where to buy small ornaments and small things. Therefore, most of the time I just act as a guest, just like the husband who gave up his life to accompany his wife but waited outside the door to smoke and watch the Street View. When my sister-in-law and sisters were wandering in all kinds of dazzling clothes, I lingered in the gallery bookstore in the stairwell of the shopping mall, embracing the peace in the noise, but also enjoying myself. Seeing that they came over slowly with shape and style, they had already put on a pair of coffee yellow exquisite langsi boats on their feet, and they had a good mood and a good walk. Therefore, under the encouragement of my sister-in-law, I also bought a pair of big feet to make a classic foot. Therefore, when women go shopping together, most of them have a sense of infection. Even if you don’t have a drum in your bag, you won’t return empty-handed. A pack of Alishan melon seeds and a bag of beef jerky are also harvested. Infecting the agility like a fish in water, infecting the surging beauty. I often hear from my younger sister that a little woman cannot be a perfect woman without shopping. Maybe this sentence is a bit extreme, but women are always the constant beautiful scenery in the mall. The real shopping mall complex will always be the bright sunshine in a woman’s beauty! 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…