Quiet moon night, accompanied by ink fragrance

When the sun converges its last speed of light, the quiet and beautiful moonlight night comes as promised, everything seems very quiet and detailed! And I especially like to be quiet. When I am alone, I like to make a cup of coffee, hold a book, or close my eyes to listen to the music, so that every beautiful melody can pass through the earmuffs, let me enjoy a moment of peace. Or, in front of the silent screen, quietly knock some unhappy words, delighted in the world of words, I am the princess, I am the Queen, and I am my own master! The night seems to be the poison of loneliness. When the night is still, I am surrounded by sadness arbitrarily. Sadness arises spontaneously! Then, calm down and write a few simple lines to release some messy feelings between the lines. Words are the antidote to your loneliness. Let your fingers swim in the middle of the keyboard and knock out the whispers of your heart. At night, you will never be poisoned by sadness, so you won’t feel lonely! I regard words as a home of mood. In this home, everything in life is stored. Occasionally, I walked at home, strolled around, and then looked through those feelings that I once wrote down, indulged in the joy of memory alone. Collect some scattered feelings and put them in a corner of the room, waiting for good memories. Over and over again, I recall the past all the way! Some people say: people who like words are a little sad. And I said: most sad people like words. I don’t know whether it is right or wrong? At least I think people will regard words as a kind of sustenance of their mood! So do I. When there is no place to release troubles and no one listens, I will release my mood in the words. When my heart is hollowed out, I will feel relaxed, free and happy! I like to record every bit of my life with words. Sad or happy. On this road, only words go together. Scenery on the road: beautiful and ordinary; Memory of life: sad and happy. Only text know! On the distant road, what is scattered in the scenery is a kind of mood. Sometimes I feel tired. I find a quiet place habitually, record everything that happened with words habitually, and then save them somewhere in my brain, making this moment eternal. On the road of life, I hurried on, but I didn’t forget the scenery I passed by and the mood drifting with the wind! Many of my stories are written in the first person. I am not used to writing stories in the third person, because I can’t walk into their world. Only by devoting my passion can my laughter and tears, sadness and joy flow into my words so vividly. Although I have never written anything satisfying myself, I still hope that in the vast sea of internet, there will be someone who can read my words, just like reading me. I have been writing all the time, but none of the words can express my emotion, expectation and pain. Therefore, I feel very depressed! I always sigh in my heart, why can’t I write beautiful words? Why can’t I write a story that can warm my soul? I give all my emotions to the characters in my story! I am just looking for some lost dreams between the lines. I know that words do not represent anything, but I still look forward to those messy words in my heart and get a short look from readers, that will also make me feel the warmth of being understood! I like words, which are as important to me as air. I am used to sitting alone with lights at night because of my character. I prefer the glittering and translucent visual effect, with a warm atmosphere, and appreciate the long, short, clear and spirited words swaying in the article. I will even follow some words intently and dance in the article, floating leisurely. Their tranquil charm, their bright and smooth elegant demeanour can make me smile and enjoy it uncontrollably! I am a person who likes writing and writes attentively. Every heart song, every square word and even every punctuation mark represent me. As for those feelings hidden in the words, let me recall them warmly and let those who can’t understand appreciate them silently. This feeling is a mysterious and hard to describe, like songs and tea! Love words, love writing, perhaps because only words can record all the joys, sorrows, love, hate, love and hatred. All the past, present and future can be recalled, described and longed by words. The words can be not gorgeous, not wonderful, not profound, and not wonderful, but they are still precious because of the injection of personal true feelings. I always stubbornly believe that true words will have a power to understand people’s hearts, which is easy to resonate with everyone, win friendship, respect, support, applause and applause for myself! However, many times, quiet down, write some text, not romantic, not love, in this creation course of text in, not will float dry 1.1 point step-down and replace it with Ning and, with the tranquil mood, I became more and more fond of words and typing the keyboard. Words also gradually became an integral part of my life, which was all the records and witnesses of my life journey! In my spare time, I started to cultivate my mind silently in the words. I like to listen to the sound of fingers passing through the keyboard and tapping, which seems to be the sound of nature to me, so sweet, crisp, sweet and lingering. Although it seems too melodramatic and far-fetched to describe it as the sound of nature and lingering sound, I really love this pure and monotonous voice! No matter what kind of words are, there will always be admirable shining points, with the light of human nature and the breath of life, let us absorb the essence, remove the false and preserve the truth in the long and short life course, enrich our life and highlight our life. In the days to come, I will still stick to my hobbies and write down the details about life, my feelings about life and my love for life with a clumsy pen! As always, I like to record the plain and ups and downs in my life with words. After several times, I can still feel the sweet and warm atmosphere when I read it quietly in the quiet and good time. There are neither flowery ink nor exquisite vocabulary, but there are too many true feelings in the deep and shallow words, which make the words full of human feelings and rich life atmosphere! So I am not alone, in a quiet and beautiful moonlight night, because I have ink fragrance as my companion 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…

Tap a door and ask the soul

In light snow, the west wind swept the yellow leaves. The sun shines brightly, but I can’t feel the heat. Hands and faces are cold, stepping on thick fallen leaves, on the way to work. The Big Clock of Xihua Gate rang 9 o’clock sharp. The pedestrians hurried to their respective roads. The red light at the crossroads closed my eyes and took a rest. A long time of surfing the Internet makes the eyes unable to adapt to the strong light outside gradually. A minute’s rest is also necessary for the eyes with insufficient sleep. Since the end of September, I began to write some longer novels with about 40,000 words. With the help of my son, I posted these words on the starting point. Although I worked hard, but the effect was not as good as I expected. I was still confident and kept writing, and required myself to insist on writing about 20,000 words every month. Writing and recording Fragmentary things have become a habit for decades. Unfortunately, those diaries that they regard as treasures have long been lost in the moving back and forth, those yellow papers recorded the growth of a little girl from youth to youth, and all her memories were lost in the wind. Some moods recorded by hand and some long or short novels were all handed over to the waste purchasing station due to one negligence of their son. It turned out that all the bits and pieces I recorded and described with words with pen were saved unexpectedly. Only gazing at the complex mood, here, pick up those long-standing residual warmth by memory. Later, I learned to write a short mood in the space. Fortunately, the space has such a powerful preservation function. I don’t have to worry about losing the manuscript, but I am annoyed by my typing speed. That is slow, it crawls like a snail, but after all it is walking. One day, I suddenly found prose online, Some flexible words, beautiful writing style, touching some memories deep in my heart, I built my own space, trying to add some excellent authors as friends, and even a friend left me a message, encourage the publication of words to share the joy and inexplicable joy. In reality, I am a person who is not sociable. He doesn’t adress and flatters, hates vulgar behaviors and is indifferent and silent. That’s because I can pretend to be silent against the environment I don’t like and the hypocritical mask, the woman pretended to be a pure girl, whining and whining. Every time, I heard that my hair was numb, and I was reluctant to smile at the beginning, and I felt boring when I heard too much, simply put your mind on the Internet, not hearing the things around you, only focusing on the story. Gradually in the virtual network, I can feel some real people and things. The text is like a person, and the words convey kindness, righteousness, unyielding and persistence. There are criticism for disadvantages, sympathy for weakness, love for life, persistence and confusion for love and love in the words. Every time I wander in these words, I feel the sunshine is shining, mental warm. The involuntary smile on the corners of my mouth let me know that I am happy. I am willing to make friends with people who like words and listen attentively. These voices come from deep in my soul. Feel each other’s persistent preference for words. Suddenly, I saw a door of Zhu Qi looming far away. I was approaching, with birds and flowers, and antique colors. Some people were near or far away, enjoying the scenery, or looking back. Behind that mysterious door, there should also be many people doing things they like quietly and happily. I saw two words of literature written on the door, and I knew, it should be the only way to go through the Palace of literature, that is, to knock it open and attend a feast of soul, where there are people I like and respect. 2011 11 23. 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…

Locust flower (five other articles)

Last night, I dreamed about that locust tree again. There were clusters of white locust flowers in the tender green leaves, bathing in the warm sun, and with the gentle breeze, the fragrance flew far away. Raise your high Chin, miss your feet and stretch out your long arms. The Locust flowers of the tree seem to be readily available. But what my hands grasped was empty, and the fragrance blowing in the wind seemed to mock my fool. Suddenly, a burst of drama came from a distance. It turned out that my childhood friends came back from school with yellow schoolbags smiling. Ying Ge and Miao fell off their schoolbag from a distance. They found a long bamboo pole with an iron hook at one end and ran crazily to the locust tree with a long neck. They stared at the big round eyes and folded the hook skillfully, just listen to PA, PA, sweet white locust flowers fell down one after another. My heart which had failed immediately became happy, and I competed with everyone for the floorated locust flowers with laughter. I also put some flowers and leaves into my mouth from time to time to chew, fresh light fragrance and slight sweetness are produced from lips and teeth. In the evening of late spring, the setting sun burned the afterglow and went down to the West Mountain. The Twilight was calm and faint, and the warmth gradually faded away. We went back to our home with locust flowers full of fragrance. Maybe tonight we will have a delicious banquet of locust flowers, steamed, fried, boiled, or made dumplings. The taste is different, and the waiting mood is different. In a trance, the locust flower is full of the pillow core, and the fragrance blows into my heart. I opened my eyes only in my dream. Loneliness and loneliness some people say that there are many lonely people, but not necessarily they belong to lonely people. Loneliness is just a boring and unhurried state of life for a moment. When it is serious, you may feel bored, but if you put yourself into work, walk into the downtown, and join friends, you will soon be enriched and happy. However, the lonely man lived in a mess and smiled brightly in the crowd, but he still felt a kind of deficiency if he lost something deep in his heart and a kind of incomplete sense of belonging in his heart. Lonely people don’t need to borrow anything, for example, they like to spit smoke rings, drink some so-called foreign wine, listen to Beethoven or Chopin, Brahms’s songs occasionally sentimental feelings, which are not alone, even a little melodramatic and artificial, at best it is a pastime to kill loneliness. Loneliness is a kind of indescribable and indescribable spiritual feeling, a kind of contradictory entanglement with faint pain and happiness, and maybe it is a calm of the vicissitudes and enlightenment of life, maybe it is a kind of relief used to being alone in thought. Lonely people are not boring, even they are full of more interest and enthusiasm of life, and their thoughts are rich and colorful. Lonely people can’t bear to pour out, to their friends, and then unconsciously ask for the comfort of friends, then they will feel a moment of stability or enrichment. But for loners, most of them don’t like to pour out, because any lively communication and understanding sympathy will not take away his inherent loneliness. Maybe that is a kind of beautiful stubbornness. Loners can realize that true friends are not used to talk to each other. They know that the highest level of true friends is that they will have the same heart without words and behaviors, with one eye and one smile, they know that friends are actually useless. If it is used in reality to measure whether it is enough for friends, it is low-level. Loneliness will be taken away by wind and rain, but Dugu will hide for a long time. Maybe any elf will take it away when it comes. Loneliness is the graceful song of Nightingale, but loneliness can’t sing. It just sneaks into your heart quietly. What matters is tranquility, and it is the ghost in fate that cannot be grasped. Butterfly Love flower the night is deep and deep. The Crescent Moon is shallow leaking, and the Frog voice is not heavy. When the wind blows, the shadows of the trees are sparse, and the wild geese fly to find their hometowns. Sleep cold dew in the midnight. The door curtain is half closed, and the moon is full of sycamore trees. There are two leisure worries in the first compartment of love. Looking back, I still have to stop whispering. In spring, you step on the lonely wind, light your body and light your green, come with the gentle rain, wet your eyes and blurred. You are accompanied by the chirping swallow, and your yellow mouth is holding your taste, which is sweet. The black and brown soil Braves your tender green buds, and the sound of sizzling is the call of new life. You are covered with emerald green, and tell your attachment by the willows beside the riverbed; You run happily along the rivers and fields with bare feet! Dandelion seeds fly behind you! You sow colorful seeds, the flower buds to be put are your cheeks, bathing in the warm sun, telling your amorous feelings! Where are you when you fly the kite in March and laugh with the child? You are, in your warm season! Women’s love why should women believe in love? Because women are born to love beauty and dream? Yes, they all like beautiful things. Just like buying and buying beautiful clothes is always not enough to wear, so is the beautiful and pure love. Encountering a deep-rooted love is like catching a glimpse of a beautiful dress in a corner of the window in the bustling city, which is very suitable for you and has been looking for for a long time, the harvest given by secretly delight and unintentionally expanded his chest. For women, love is just like a dream dress that can never be found in reality, so it is more precious. Women dress up more beautiful, sexy and charming mostly for the unknown love in their hearts? When what men see in their eyes are just gorgeous clothes, curvy figure and pink cheeks in Rouge, will you still believe in love? I think so, because every woman thinks she is beautiful. Even at the age of 80, she still has a heart of love. Women’s faith in love is so steadfast, and this endurance is enough to make themselves moved to themselves, so women’s love does not need to be pinned on men, love yourself and cherish yourself! When a woman’s aesthetic is more mature because of her nature, her understanding of love is no longer like the clothes in her dreams. The belief left by love may only be lonely, like a cup of bitter coffee, when the smell is strong, it smells smelly, but what you drink is bitter. So don’t believe in love any more. Even if it is your nature, please don’t compare your own nature with a man. He is an animal with different women’s thinking and logic, never ask a man to love you for a lifetime, because that is impossible. Never rely on men, because it can never be relied on! Many people will complain that what I said is wrong, and even say that I am crazy. They swear their true love with the touching love story that happened on them. Of course I believe it is true, but even so, don’t think it is God’s favor to you. Is it easy to maintain love and keep it young forever? People have feelings of loving the new and disliking the old, especially men. Women love beauty and dressing up, and the women men love are getting younger and more charming. Not to mention wasting time and thinking about tracking men. Truth will embarrass you, while truth will make you despair of the so-called love. What you can do is to be yourself. Don’t care about others, even your lover. Don’t ask too much about his space. As long as you have the ability to love yourself, I believe that happiness is in your own hands. Ruan Lang’s returning grass is long, and Yan Gui’s willow buds are green. Morning Dew leaching Chaohui. I feel tired and gray by the window. Wait for old people. Painted red mouth, drawing eyebrows. New look cloud mirror glimpse. The spring light warms people up. It can’t cover the 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…

You have to understand my delivery

Anxiety and hesitation are all confessed to you, and I want you to take responsibility for me. You must know that it was the most mighty and heavy delivery in my life. Because I believe in you. And I think the time I spend on you will be my whole life. Ricci 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…

Water Lotus

There is a fountain outside the office. It is said that the fountain has not been sprayed for a long time. Only a rockery full of Moss stands alone in the center of the pool. Several unknown plants on the rockery are full of vitality, although the pool water was not very clean, there were groups of red koi swimming freely, which was quite happy. It was in midsummer, which was undoubtedly the best place for me to go when I was working and leisure. I don’t know when I started, I was surprised to find that there were some flowers in the pool. Looking from a distance, it looked like lanterns one by one. I hurried to the pool, ah, what a beautiful flower. There are two kinds of colors, light yellow and pink. The flower looks like a charming girl with shy veins, I am afraid that such a simple and elegant color can’t be dyed with any kind of pigment in the world! Unlike Lotus, which has a long stem that can stand on the water gracefully, it also has a stem, but the stem just holds the flower and just emerges from the water, in this way, it is closely combined with the water surface, just like a delicate girl, quietly leaning against her mother. The leaves of the flowers are long and angular, neatly arranged, each leaf keeps a proper distance, neither dense nor sparse. It floats quietly on the water, without noise, publicity, and even no fragrance that ordinary flowers should have, so beautiful, without any decoration. Its leaves also float on the surface of the water, keeping a near distance from the flowers, seemingly irrelevant but reflecting each other. I have never seen such a flower, fresh and elegant, but it shocked me. My colleague said, this is water lotus, commonly known as water lily. I suddenly remembered two poems in my mind, that was “Shayo Nara, goodbye” written by Xu Zhimo. It was the most gentle one who lowered his head, like the shyness of a Lotus which was beyond the cool wind. This was a poem that I remembered deeply, I have been thinking about what kind of flower can be used to describe a gentle and beautiful woman by an affectionate scholar Xu Zhimo. I once mistakenly thought that Lotus is a lotus flower, but it seems more appropriate to use Lotus to describe a graceful and graceful woman, compared with lotus flowers, lotus flowers are more fragile and shy, not as confident and arrogant as lotus flowers. After busy work, I always like to go to the pool, like going to a date in my heart, full of joy. Flowers bloom one after another, always welcoming me in its most beautiful posture. I stand by the pool, but my heart is always mixed, because I find that no matter how hard I rack my brains, unexpectedly, I couldn’t find a suitable word to describe its beauty and my incomparable love for it vividly. I felt suffocated in my heart, and I always held it in my hand, the impulse to caress and play in every way, but reason told me that such behavior was very disdainful. It left the water surface and its leaves, it is no longer a spiritual life, it will wither and zero, and how can I bear to let it die in my hands because of my selfish love, let me appreciate it from a distance, just like many beautiful things in life, instead of reluctant to ask for them, let them gradually disappear in your hands, and let the past beauty disappear, it is better to stand in the distance and watch carefully, because liking doesn’t have to be based on what you have. Only when you know how to let go at the right time can you become a happy person. I love this lotus flower, which let me know that I, through the wind and rain, through the vicissitudes of life, still have a heart that can perceive beauty and discover beauty, and still have a pair of eyes that can capture beauty and discover beauty, life will continue, and my heart will keep a little joy because of this beautiful flower. 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 wind blows on me, and I miss you very much

Sitting alone on the window lattice, quietly watching the leaves dancing in the wind. The wind tonight is very strong, and there are also patches of snowflakes swaying with the wind. The huge city is immersed in the hazy spring breeze and snow. I tasted the fragrant tea under the dim light, and my thoughts flew out of the window in the spring breeze. In the vast expanse of smoke, in the flashy noise, give yourself a pure land, give yourself a square inch of space, here is the resting place of my pure heart! The night was boundless, and it was so quiet that the roar of the wind could be heard. I leaned against the window again, looking at the red sky outside the window, feeling the desolation of the night quietly. The breath of wind gradually permeated the whole space, which seemed to remind me that when I woke up tomorrow, the Earth would be baptized by it, and it would be a new beginning and a new journey. White Night, pure emotion, gentle night breeze gently stroke the heart I have been missing for a long time, and a trace of long-distance comfort from far to near. In such a feeling of understanding, the Morning Star gradually fades, beautiful day will rise! I got used to the darkness of the night. It slowly surrounded me gently with its thickness, and the smell of slight fragrance slided slowly between the nose. Tap the keyboard lightly in the silent night. Every sound of tapping is like a note flowing from the bottom of my heart. It is a low-back, tactful, curling and Tingting. I always indulged myself so wantonly. At night, it’s quiet. Following my own footprints, I took a gentle heart and walked together. There was a gentle breeze gently stirring, dense, slowly rippling! Tonight, the soft piano music permeated the whole room. In this quiet and beautiful moonlight night, I quietly remembered your day when you came casually, A circle of ripples in My Heart Lake. Since then, I have an inexplicable expectation in my heart. Your familiar figure, hearty laughter, humorous words and gentle face are vivid from time to time. Tonight is another sleepless night. Out of the window, the breeze and the moon are clear, and the night is deep. I miss you in this faint looking back! The acquaintance between you and me was just a beautiful and unexpected encounter, neither a second earlier nor a step later. If the Earth was large and the vast sea of people, we would meet by chance like this. The first acquaintance with you is like meeting an old friend. This poem is most suitable for you and me to meet each other. A short conversation, the friendship between the eyebrows. In this way, I locked you and my wet heart. In the following days, I always think of you inadvertently, far away and familiar? Close to and strange? The face is getting clearer and clearer in front of me. Repress my heart and don’t overspread it any more, but in the unreal world, what I miss most is you who feel the same as before! Tonight, the Moonlight drips in like water, making everything in the room hazy. I sat in front of the window and did nothing, just let my thoughts fly slowly. I really want to miss you quietly, your smile, your voice, your warmth and everything about you. If possible, I really want to become a gentle wind, quietly come to your window and touch your tired face; If possible, I really want to become a bright star, light up the road under your feet; If possible, I would like to turn into a thrush and stand on the branch outside your door to sing happily, bringing you full of joy. If nothing can be done, at least I can still miss you quietly here, and then entrust all my blessings to Mingyue, and let the moon take my prayers and wishes to you! Let the Stars bring my infinite concern to you! The encounter was so beautiful that I was drunk by the gorgeous flower season, a pool of fragrant water, and a misty rain. The ups and downs are like the reincarnation of a flower and a butterfly. Butterfly is the soul of flower in its previous life. Come to find itself, the best self. Red Dust dependent, every morning and evening read. Reading you for the warmth of the bright spring sun, reading you for the warmth of thousands of years of ancient jade, reading you for the fragrance of the empty Valley Orchid, reading you for the romantic charm of the graceful song lyrics, reading you for the clear and elegant of Qian Shan’s bright moon, read your profound ancient meaning of reeds in the Book of Songs. Missing is the beauty of heartache. With the lonely Cup and Cup full of tears, I am lonely for the moon, scattered flowers like rain, twisting loneliness into poetry! Sitting alone on the window lattice, quietly watching the leaves swaying in the wind. Under the dim light, my thoughts spread endlessly, and my flying thoughts also drifted out of the window in the spring breeze. The Moonlight is flowing softly. In the quiet night sky, the stars are twinkling lightly. I silently nestled in the arms of the night, missing you and missing you in my heart. Miss you that warm smile full of sunshine, miss you the temperature full of friendship in your palm, your figure is the mark that can’t be erased in my heart, and the deepest friendship that I can’t forget in this life! In this indifferent world, in this world which is becoming estranged and unfamiliar, it is really good to have someone who can still make me miss and care about. If you are destined to drift for a long time, then let me plant happiness and sunshine for you on the road you will walk. Outside the window, the Moonlight is like water. In my small room, my heart has already piled up. Taste a mouthful of tea and let the faint Nocturne follow the remote moonlight. Dancing in the endless night to release your mood! Tonight, let me quietly look at the starry sky and miss your empty night. The Moonlight is like water falling down, and the stars are scattered all over the world. At night with the moon, with the soft yearning, the mood is particularly beautiful. The moon in the sky seems to be pinning the blessings of the veins, thousands of miles of yearning, a quiet place, a kind of spirit flowing around in the air, through the tenderness of the mood, a little bit of thoughts came out. A taste flashed. Flowers bloom is Thoughts, flowers fall is thoughts, and the residual red still dissolves lovesickness. Gently stroking the shoulder, full of traces of falling red, gently stretching out his hand, collecting the eternal beauty, treasuring in the soul, missing in the world of mortals. Don’t be a cold moonlight, hold a bunch of blue in the bottom of your heart, let your thoughts flow back quietly at your fingertips, lean Alone In The Lonely City, go around the remote sky, depend on you, cultivate one heart of colored glaze, wander for a long time, gone! Tonight, I will leave my wishes to you to the sky, where people are silent at night, and my soul dreams will depend on me. A wisp of orchid will surround my heart, just like your breath. When the fleeting time is dark, the silk of missing wrapped around the fingertips is woven into the heart Net. The more dense it is, the silk is the sweetness of sadness, and the Wisps are the eternal friendship. Thinking about your feelings, such as tasting a cup of fragrant strong tea, enjoying a beautiful picture, listening to a moving song, drinking a mouthful of spicy bitter wine, sour, sweet, bitter and salty, bittersweet doped, flavors and taste! Tonight, I will miss all over the floor Like (prose editor: prose online) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. 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…

Depressed heart

I received a call from Xiao Xu in Dubai at midnight the day before yesterday, because the second visa application was not smooth, suddenly my mood became annoyed and depressed. And this feeling is so strong, even to the point of suffocating people. Maybe this is a kind of mood accumulation of many things and a long time! I think depression may be due to one’s desire? If one’s desire can be realized, I think depression will definitely be far away from oneself. Or a person has no desire at all, and just let nature go with the circumstances, then there may be no depression. When a person has desire, he will be disappointed, no matter what this desire is? Whether it is the pursuit of money, or the desire for emotion, or the concern for family affection. There are so many things in the world that it is really impossible to do as you wish. Therefore, when my desire is not realized, I will inevitably feel depressed! I was seldom depressed before, maybe because of many things and pursuits, I could easily get what I wanted, even what I didn’t pursue deliberately. I can always be grateful for everything I get, and I have never expected anything for what others have. Therefore, there is no disappointment and no depression. It may be that when people reach middle age, they have reached the age of 40 years, and many things have to be considered by themselves. I feel the burden on my shoulder is very heavy. Facing all kinds of responsibilities, when I can’t reach myself, when there is a gap between wish and reality, I feel depressed. I don’t know if my age makes me lose confidence? Or does your body make you begin to doubt yourself? Now I dare not say that I can do anything I want to do, nor do I dare to expect whether tomorrow can become a reality according to my wishes. This makes me suddenly feel that I am so small when facing the world? Is it so incompetent? After thinking carefully, I can understand my depression. I hope I don’t feel depressed any more, because depression is also an unhealthy mentality. I don’t want to be depressed. I have to admit that I am old and have limited ability to handle affairs. I have to face up to the environment I am in and not avoid the difficulties I am facing. In the future, in terms of dealing with people, we should be more kind to others, be strict with laws and treat others leniently. There are countless sleepless nights, and the Restless Heart cannot forget some trivial matters in life. I want to bring a ray of sunshine to make my depressed mood suddenly enlightened. I really want to welcome a wisp of breeze to calm my fidgety heart. Maybe this is just my own wish, but I hope it is not just a wish. Every day when the sun comes out, I welcome a new day and a new life. I want to spend it happily. 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…

Notes of summer work (III)

In the hot sun, the hot stream of people, the gentle smile flowing on the corners of the mouth, mixed with salty and astringent skin. Dragging my tired body all day long, I ran in the arrogant and arrogant world. The face which was soaked in the secular world, like the stinky decay in the gutter, permeated in the wind, and remained the bloodthirsty ghost without revealing all kinds of colors. Distortion, the remains of self-appreciation in reality, cheap, like the tiny dust of the vast world, the wind blows, running around. My value was placed on the ugly and unequal balance, crumbling. My work was stopped beside the pool baked by Du Yang, and was laid by people. For the first time, I felt that it was cheap, and that kind of bizarre deviation from the value ratio of pay and harvest. Bitterness destroys the body, sadness bites the soul. Yu Xiang is shallow, just for the amazing joy of the Dragon Gate. We forget the hanging beam of head and fade the piercing stock. With the lowering of the threshold of university, we are gradually demoted and gradually become ordinary without any halo. Looking at the stream of people pouring out from the campus, my classmates joked that they were like a group of migrant workers. Although the words are not true, it is a very realistic problem from another perspective. There are too many college students and things are rare. This kind of depreciation is just a logical thing. I was crazily basked in the sun, as if I had found a very supportive reason. Friends often say that the money now is almost not money. The soaring speed of prices caught up with the running of planes, and they didn’t mean to stop. With the expansion, all values are shrinking, including US, becoming high-level farmers who know a few words. After enduring hardships, I only hope to graduate. After graduation, I live on the streets. Sometimes we feel bitter. We don’t know whether such investment is cruel to parents with white hair. But the reality is that we really need a diploma. This kind of embarrassment is just like that hepatitis B patients are admitted to have the right to get a job, but no one is willing to give him a fair chance. Cheap College students are just like the deformity born in this incomplete society. To end this kind of pain, only at the moment of the end of life. In fact, this kind of embarrassment is more or less related to ourselves. We lost our way in decadent places such as Internet cafes, ktv, night clubs and so on, singing together every night and wasting our spring flowers. How many college students have done something that makes the society headache and sad, which makes employers angry. Countries in Great rejuvenation journey real difficult to the number 1.3 billion of the United States and typesetting, assigned to university this piece, only average of management way, and this seemingly existing equal relationship, like a bottleneck, it restricts everyone and restrains ourselves. I was carrying a cement bag on the beach, sweating like a pig, suffering. I didn’t stop thinking, just like a habit, urging myself not to be a person who only relies on strength to eat. I had faith in my heart, that kind of longing for the future. The reality of skinny feeling is just like the gorgeous price of butterfly breaking out of its cocoon and the pain of binding itself. It is also like the prelude of light that the sunrise breaks through the sky and the sadness of dawn blockade. The reality of cheap price may be just a course that schools can’t learn. This kind of self-comfort can make me forget as soon as possible, and make me stick to the end with my own faith. I don’t want to complain about anything, which only shows my weakness and superficiality. No matter how cheap things are, consumers will be picky, and their weak wings will directly become the reason for being eliminated. The self-indulgence of many college students doomed their cheap backgrounds. Some people prefer to be chicken heads instead of phoenix tails, which also clearly illustrates that there are valuable boutique products in the surging crowd. There is no doubt that it is ourselves who ruined the reputation and the wind of college students themselves. The layer-by-layer screening in the workplace is like a big wave washing the sand, eliminating those who hide dirt and dirt as a poor person, and discovering those who have withstood the test in the long river of time. In this way, we can explain that college students are actually not cheap. I persisted for a day, but I was tired for a day, but I didn’t mean to give up at all. I believe that only the rich feather which was honed by suffering can make today’s cheap become tomorrow’s uncheap. 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…

Democracy, democracy

Democracy is an ancient and beautiful town located in the west of the small town Langao. There are distant mountains like Dai, clear streams, and of course there are simple and kind Democratic children, they multiply and live in this hot land, and build their homes more prosperous and prosperous. When they came to democracy, they were always moved by their spirits and fell in love with this small town unconsciously, which made them have the impulse to write something about her. In fact, I am not very familiar with democracy. Just because he works there, he has to stay for a few days every ten days and a half months. The journey was not too far, but it was inconvenient to transfer several kinds of transportation. Because he works in democratic middle school, this is the place I am most familiar. When I went there many times, I had an inexplicable feeling. It felt like I was back to my school days. In fact, in the subconscious mind, I am always hope to have some connection with the school. Perhaps because I am too attached to words, I have great respect for the school, the Palace of knowledge. Even, my original dream was to be a Chinese teacher. He failed to achieve his wish for various reasons, but God was not completely ruthless, because he was a tutor of mine. Is Providence? Is fate? Or the incomprehensible fate? Thank God for making me so close to the school. Although I am not my alma mater, I am also fascinated by it. There is no need to mention the bright sound of reading in the classroom or those naughty figures on the playground; There is no need to mention the cultural corridor that makes people go back and forth, nor the lush osmanthus tree; let’s just say those doors of democratic middle school give people a unique feeling. Let’s talk about the school gate first. I haven’t seen such a Chinese school gate elsewhere: symmetrical left and right, inscribing characters on the wall, with irregular tops and bright red flags flying. Ancient trees on both sides shed green shade on the ground, sifting some round shadows of the sun. It seemed that I could still see how Wang Xiaoyun, a female writer in Ankang, came in from here with the dream of literature, and how she finally stepped out of school and went to success through unremitting efforts. There are also those small yards in the campus, those simple and clean ones, all of which are made of pink walls and tiles. Although there is no resplendent and glorious modern buildings, there is a kind of independence left behind in the world, quiet and pleasant beauty. Those small yards all have a nice name, such as Bauhinia or gingko, Ziwei or Lihua. Maybe these beautiful plants were planted in these yards before. These small courtyards are either classrooms or teachers’ dormitories. How happy the teachers and students here are, working and studying in such a leisurely environment. Perhaps, rainy days are the most beautiful. The raindrops drop down from the tiles in the yard, as if they were playing the piano with their bare hands. The drips of rain fell gently, what kind of harmony should it be if it interweaved with the reading sounds of children indoors. Democracy is also a livable town, where people can enjoy life very much. Farmhouses blossom everywhere, and one of the most famous ones should be regarded as green water farmhouses. Because there is a classic character in the owner’s name, the local people are used to calling it a classic doll farmhouse. How kind it is and how much it likes it is undoubtedly revealed. One family, three tile houses and several fruit trees. There is also a flower cat in the daytime and at night, a conscientious Yellow Dog. In the sun, you can also see a flower hen, leading a group of furry and crooked chickens. Front there is a bamboo garden, and luxuriant. There was a clear stream outside. Some fish swam around freely. When you approached, they escaped shyly. Due to geographical conditions, it is cool and pleasant even in midsummer. You can put up a chair, sit under the peach tree or plum tree with fruits and branches, and drink a cup of bitter tea with sweetness. Occasionally, if you pick one or two juicy fruits, the owner will not count the money separately. Of course, lying on the hammock in the bamboo forest, reading a book quietly, reading Tang poems and appreciating song poems, Goods prose. Or have a Dream, sweet, warm and sad. If you are not afraid of heat, you can also get fish, or hold a fishing rod, throw bait and wait patiently. Or sprinkle a dense, silvery Net, a big harvest. You will hand over the fruits of your labor to the master, and soon there will be a fresh and delicious peach blossom fish, with sour radish, red hot pepper and green onion. It is delicious, it is almost mouth-watering. Of course, the special dish here ——- spicy chicken will also make you have a big appetite. Democracy is a prosperous town, especially in the days of gathering. With the change of times, markets have been canceled in many places. Fortunately, democracy is not listed among them. Every day on the 2nd, 5th and 8th of the lunar calendar is the gathering day of the small town, which is also the busiest time. Especially at the end of each year and at the end of the year, the bustling crowd, the roaring one after another, the red lanterns all over the street and the festive Chinese knots will make you feel the real taste of the year. Of course, the vegetable market can best reflect this point. When the first ray of sunshine rises, someone will sell vegetables, from the outside of the playground of middle school to the farmer’s market, and then to the main street, they are all selling vegetables. They pick or carry, carry or carry, which not only brings convenience to others, but also enriches their family circumstances. Look, this is the radish with water spirit, that is the cucumber with pedicure, this is the fresh pork, and that is the hot suede. People are happy and happy to welcome the new year. Yes, they have experienced the sowing in spring, the cultivation in summer, and the harvest in autumn. Now is the season of rest, and it is the time to keep guests and chickens and dolphins in the harvest year, no matter where you go, whether you know or not, hospitable democratic people will treat you with passion, self-picked Shaanxi Green Maojian tea, self-brewed corn wine, delicious bacon, every family is so intoxicating. Of course, there are many other interesting places in democracy, such as lover Valley and erwo stone waterfall. These places are romantic only by listening to place names. Unfortunately, I haven’t been there yet. It can be said to be a beautiful regret. It is good to leave some regrets there. I am won’t go. If I go, it will destroy one of my beautiful dreams. Because democracy and Pearl are homophonic, many people connect them many times, perhaps because democracy itself is like a shining pearl. At this point of writing, I suddenly thought of a poem about Pearl. Once the dust grows, it breaks through thousands of mountains and rivers. I hope our small town will also have the day when it breaks through thousands of mountains and rivers. Like (prose editor: prose online) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. 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…

Pale write thoughts

Life is not a stop, there will always be many unexpected things. It is very important that Mount Tai collapsed in front of the mountain without changing its color, and the storm rose suddenly and calmly. Turning the crisis to safety often requires a superb mind as well as a good mentality. Pass on your best moral character and skills to those who need him selflessly. This kind of human virtue is more eternal than anything else. It should be remembered that sometimes you can’t get what you want, maybe it is a wonderful reward from fate. Most of the time, there is always a certain distance between the goal and the reality. We must learn to adjust at any time. In any case, people should not live for unrealistic vows and wishes. You can’t decide the length of your life, but you can control its width; You can’t control the weather, but you can change your mood; You can’t change your appearance, but you can show your smile; you can’t control others, but you can control yourself; You can’t predict tomorrow, but you can make use of today; You can’t do everything smoothly, but you can try your best in everything. When your choice is suitable for you and you bravely accept everything that comes with your life, you will gain your own self-esteem and confidence. Here you don’t have to take others’ value orientation as your own success standard, you don’t have to build your self-esteem on others’ recognition, and you don’t have to weigh your confidence on the balance of money. Work should be done well; Family should be careful and careful; Wealth should be taken properly; Words and deeds should show taste; Consumption should be controlled; Time should be arranged reasonably; Reading should form habits; good hobbies should be cultivated; Public welfare activities should be participated in; Sustainable development should be supported. If you focus too much on yourself, you will only focus on yourself, pay too much attention to what you do in others’ eyes, and pay too much attention to your subjective feelings and strong feelings about things. Because the objects of concern are very limited and never change, which stifle the fun brought by any other activities, and lack of constantly introducing new vision so as to constantly update their own pleasant experience, leading to boredom, extremely boring, life becomes an unbearable thing. It is not that we deny the existence of the Sun if we cannot feel warmth, nor that we deny the existence of sincerity in the world if we cannot feel sincerity. The world is lovely because of sincerity, and complete because of love. Busy is not an excuse for modern people to communicate with each other. As long as we are still eager for true feelings, we believe that true feelings will always pay off. A broad-minded person can correctly view the differences between himself and others. He neither despises himself nor lowers himself, worships heroes and idols, regards anyone as superior to himself, nor blindly believes in self-confidence and depreciates others unnecessarily. He will not be because of others’ power, wealth, he was angry because of his status. He was willing to defeat his opponent with his own strength, instead of winning because of his opponent’s defects. He had no time to be happy and unhappy and to comment on others. He is just busy with the career he pursues. He will not care about whether everything is fair or not, but only wish his heart happy and full. Life is like copper coins. Everyone can use it as he likes, but a copper plate can only be used once. Life is like a cafeteria. Choose what you want to eat. Life is like playing cards. If you get a good card, you may not win. It depends on how others play. Life is like a play, life is a stage, everyone plays his own role, and let everyone go through a meaningful trip. Life is like a mirror, frowning at it, it frowns back to us; When we smile at it, it smiles back to us! Everyone’s experience is a book. As for good or bad writing, thick and thin writing, wonderful and mediocre writing, it all depends on how you write, and others can’t replace it. People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-righteous. No matter what, forgive them. If you are kind-hearted, people may accuse you of ulterior motives. Anyway, be kind-hearted. If you succeed, you will win some false friends and some real enemies. In any case, you must strive for success. If you are honest and frank, people may deceive you. No matter how honest and frank you are. Some people may destroy the things you have painstakingly created for several years. No matter what, you should try your best to create them. If you find details and happiness, others may envy you. No matter what, you should enjoy happiness. If you do good things today, people will often forget tomorrow. No matter what, you should do good deeds and accumulate virtue. Dedicating to the world your best things may never be enough. Anyway, dedicating to the world your best things. A very sad thing in life is that when you meet someone who means a lot to you, but you only find it at the end, and then you are unable to go back to the sky, I had to let it go with the wind. In fact, we didn’t know we had it until we lost it; But did we notice that when something came, we had missed it. It only takes one minute to meet someone, one hour to fall in love with someone, one day to fall in love with someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone. Don’t pursue appearance, it will deceive people; Don’t pursue wealth, it will disappear; Pursue a person who makes you smile! Because SMILE will make your gloomy day suddenly enlightened and sunny. 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…