Waiting

How many nights, so quietly, silently staring out of the window. I have been waiting for you for a thousand years. Looking against the window, the street lamp was clear and dark. The small trees beside the road changed from luxuriant to dead branches, the wild geese came and went, the thin rain Silk turned into pieces of white snowflakes, and the scenery outside the window was ever-changing, what remains unchanged is my missing. Miss, when the night falls, it is like a soft light music with a little sorrow floating out of my heart, and the gentle breeze murmured leisurely. Looking up at the stars all over the sky, the flashing children like naughty are blinking their eyes. I wonder if you are also looking at the bright blinking star? Do you know whether it is also blinking at you? That is the prelude that I am delivering love to you. Looking at the pedestrians on the road, they went home hurriedly after a busy day, because there was a warm waiting and a happy expectation at home. You see, there is a young couple on the street, holding hands and smiling happily on their faces. They may visit their parents from their parents’ home and return to their home, maybe it is the return of shopping, with full of excitement. Pedestrians gather and disperse, time is more and less, time is fast and time is slow, just like life. Waiting is bitter sweetness, like the drizzle in autumn, lingering and poignant. I remember that we met at that autumn, the dusk with rain and flowers floating. That day, I wore a red coat and a small red umbrella, just like a red rose with dew and rain blooming on the edge of autumn, so pure, so elegant, exuding the breath of youth, warm and pure. You said, it’s so beautiful! You stared blankly and stared, with a hint of excitement and excitement between your eyebrows. You have to leave and go to another city to study. I said, I will be very sad if you leave, and I will miss you very much. You said, so do I. When we meet at dusk, we will give ourselves some time to sit quietly and do nothing, that is, to pour out our thoughts and concerns to you in the distance silently. That autumn evening, I am so sweet, as if the soft rain was the honey pulp given by God, which fell sweet and cool in my mouth, The balmy. Light rain is like light fog, fluttering. We walked silently without any words, as if no one wanted to break the beauty of silence. At this moment, the whole world is quiet and pure, A little bit of sound will also destroy its peace; It seems to be a glittering jade, and a little bit of flaw will also affect its texture. In this way, walking is another dusk. What are you doing? Are you looking up at the blue sky? Are you looking up at the colorful sunset glow on the horizon; are you pouring out your concern to the hovering geese? I am, I walked in the place where we used to meet, still wearing that red coat, holding that little red umbrella, watching the sunset, the bird returning home, and the red glow on the horizon. I think you are still so dull, still so excited, flowing in the brow when I don’t notice there. No, this is an illusion. You didn’t come. The path under my feet was thinking about its mind quietly. The autumn leaves beside the road were reluctant to say goodbye to the blue sky in the breeze. The only thing that didn’t exist was the gentle rain. It must have forgotten the care of the Earth, forget to go back to the embrace of the Earth and immerse in the sentimental Green. The path extends quietly, and the Twilight is coming quietly. The small trees beside the road are swaying quietly with the sadness of being separated from autumn. I am also quietly saying goodbye to the past clear autumn. 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…

If you love God

I ‘ve always wanted to write this article. I started writing for several times, but I also put down my silence. I love it until silence is better than sound. I want to think of your face lonely in the dead of night, that period of awakening and yearning which had been waiting for many years was always waiting for me to write when I was deeply touched. I was waiting for you to bring back the sound that would never disappear at night, which was destined to be your accident and mine, but in the reincarnation of life, we shouldn’t have met each other in this life. It was just a wish to face meteors by chance, but it was doomed to this kind of love that didn’t exist in this life, and everything became inevitable by chance, if love has God’s will, can you and I hold hands again in this life and continue the fate, or write the memory of secret sorrow in the cold network? If love has God’s will, you will be acquainted with each other by accident in the crowd, and all the living creatures will touch the gentleness that once drifted to the other bank, and the loneliness that can always cross the city overpass, just like the warm love in my heart for a long time, it was lost while recalling in the vicissitudes of life. I stumbled all the way, got injured and searched. Sitting alone back to the cabin where I had lived, the repeated words were covered with dusty walls, on the dust of my heart, tears once wet my eyes, leaving the vague past to the joy of the old days, those shining beautiful cities are now like fireworks. Because of such an inexplicable encounter, why do you always look back at your figure every time you pass. But I didn’t realize that there was a deep feeling between you and me. I fell in love with you silently after several words and dialogues, secretly looking at your lingering memory, I have never thought that I would become very familiar with strangers after several times. If love has God’s will, do you believe in the past and reincarnation? Does the love destined to love exist? I don’t know, because I dare not explore. Is it wine or bitter wine that is inevitable to be brewed accidentally? Many years later, in my memory, is it just the happiness that the night is familiar? Perhaps the experience of life is too complicated, youth is too flamboyant, and it is also like the trauma of emotion. I didn’t put you on my palm. When I walked alone in the lonely city again and again, I showed my admiration and guilt for life in countless nights. There were so many times when my eyes were still so eager. So what kind of cause belongs to us? We meet, know and know each other, but whether we can accompany the old ways, love each other, cherish each other and stay together for life? Why is it painful to raise a cup and hesitate? Why are each other deeply hurt and wandering. If we met each other in the past life, whether love really belongs to our love in this life, and whether it is possible that we should meet each other in this life and embrace you once. The world of love we hold hands and are inseparable without doubt this is the definition of happiness the intersection of one eye happiness reaches the bottom of the heart this is the heart has a heart there is no secret even if the wind and rain are urgent we should also closely depend on each other love we can’t predict the weather accurately. Gradually too many problems make love accumulate too many gaps. Originally, it was easy to imagine that I was unprepared. I was so determined that I could not let go of this love in this rainy season but could not wipe off love. Trace if love has God’s will, we choose to give up who or not to say sorry at the two ends of the world breathe those happy past woven into memories in my heart forever so sweet if love has God’s will, we choose to escape anyone don’t embarrass yourself for the loneliness in the bottom of your heart. Use time to clean up those once beautiful things. Gradually forget and cherish those experiences of leaving. Maybe when we don’t ask each other’s news, we don’t cry in every missing night. Happiness will start smoothly. This is also the biggest surprise you gave me. 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…

The distance between ugliness and beauty

On the topic of ugliness, I don’t think I need to say more. Everyone can understand that there are fewer and fewer ugly people now, if you look at the people in the streets, you can find some ugly people, all of whom are handsome men and beautiful girls. Even the older ones are full of amorous feelings and infinite scenery. Even those who look a little less or a little bit miserable will also have beauty salons, making her ugliness beautiful. However, I still want to tell you two small stories. One is foreign, which is the story of casimodo who rings the bell in Notre Dame de Paris. In the Middle Ages, in a grand religious festival, the Archbishop of Paris, Claude, had a crush on the Gypsy girl esmilada who was good at singing and dancing, so he sent a very ugly and deaf-mute Bell in Notre Dame to rob her back, at this time, the captain Mobil passed by. The hero saved the beauty and arrested casimodo. Casimodo was tied to the square and whipped to the public. The weather was so hot that he was thirsty. At this time, the kind girl esmilada brought a jar of clean water. Later, cunning clod assassinated the girl’s sweetheart Mobil and framed the girl. The wronged girl was sentenced to hang. Casimodo suddenly broke into the execution ground at the moment before the execution, saved esmirada, carried her into the Notre Dame, and guarded her like a guardian goddess. The masses in Paris came to Notre Dame to save the girl. Poor cassimo couldn’t hear anything clearly because of his deafness. He was terrified and closed the door of the church. He also climbed the tall building and threw stones at the crowd, and pushed down the wooden ladder for rescue. At this time, clod took the opportunity to rob the girl, and finally sent her to the gallows with anger. The girl died, and the ugly and kind Bell man kasimodo lay beside his goddess quietly, leaving happily and peacefully. There is also a fable story of our Chinese “ugly girl. It is said that during the Spring and Autumn period, Vietnam has an outstanding beauty named Xi Shi. She looks very beautiful, no matter how she dress up, her every move is very beautiful. Xi Shi had a painful problem. When he was ill, he always pressed his chest with his hand and frowned. She is so sick that she is charming and lovely in others’ eyes. There was a girl named Dongshi among Xi Shi’s neighbors. She was a very ugly girl. She saw Xi Shi’s morbid expression was very beautiful, so she imitated it according to the gourd painting. She was not sick at first, but she also pressed her chest with her hand and frowned her brows, thinking that she would be beautiful in this way. However, when people saw her pretending like this, they all thought she was uglier and uglier. Ugliness is not my fault. There is one who sings well. I am ugly, but I am gentle. I am ugly, but I am upright, brave, kind and confident. Kasimodo was just because he was upright, brave and kind. He bravely saved esmirada, so he was so happy. Dongshi became uglier and uglier just because he was not confident and learned from Xi Shi. Well, I don’t need to say more. Are you willing to be a bell-ringing person? Still willing to do Dongshi? As a bell-ringing person, you will be a happy person. If you do Dongshi, you will be a joke. As for the judgement of people, I agree with the opinion that whether they are plain or ugly, as long as they can live a life full of confidence and self-esteem, they will have beautiful feelings. For example, at the 2008 Paralympics held in Beijing, there were disabled athletes from all over the world. They held an optimistic, strong and positive spirit. After unremitting efforts, finally it occupied the Stadium of the Paralympics. Every athlete in every Paralympic Games gives full play to his achievements after his efforts. I don’t know how much sweat and tears they have on the field. What they give people on the field is that they are strong and will get up after falling down. They give people the impression of bravery and beauty. Disability is not terrible. What is terrible is disability. If you lose your hands, you can replace them with your feet; If you lose your feet, you can replace them with your hands; If you lose your eyes, you can replace them with your ears. As someone said, God closed the door, but he would open another window for you. There is no need to feel inferior because we lack that part. What we need is struggle, struggle. Therefore, don’t laugh at the Disabled. They may do better than the healthy people in some aspect. Their fighting spirit is stronger than the healthy people. Although these disabled people look ugly, they are actually beautiful. Ugliness and beauty are mutually transformed under certain conditions. In nature, the cabbage worm is lying on the back of the flower leaves to eat its leaves, and the complete leaves are gnawed to pieces. Cabbage worm is a delicious food in the eyes of birds, but in the eyes of human beings, it is a beautiful destroyer, ugly and hateful. One day, it suddenly seemed to solidify on the petiole, leaving only a transparent shell overnight. The magic happened. Two dancing butterflies broke out of their shells and crossed beside the broken flowers and leaves, which became a happy scene for people. No matter how the shape and dancing posture changed, they were all pleasing, and was endowed with the legend of love change. The butterfly transformed from the green worm doesn’t know that the view of human beings on it has changed so much, it is just passively transformed into the living form by the creator; The key to unlock the password is in the creator, human’s cognition of it only stays on the form, and no matter how deep the analysis is, it only goes deep into the surface. Many situations in nature repeat the story of butterflies, turning decay into magic, turning ugliness into beauty to the extreme, and the old roots covered with scars become the best material for bonsai because it conforms to human aesthetic vision, animals dying in pain in natural mutation have been submerged by volcanic ash for tens of thousands of years and then evolved into fossils on sedimentary rocks to become a beautiful scene, and so on are numerous. Human beings have invented the nouns of ugliness and beauty, and they have a strong physiological reaction to it. Many ugly and beautiful behaviors coexist in one’s life, and the factors of conversion have many Contingency. The proportion of the two sometimes depends on external factors, but more depends on internal factors of oneself. We must understand that for people, the distance between ugliness and beauty is not far away, and sometimes it is really very close. When we can turn pupa into butterfly lies in everyone’s grasp of kindness. 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…

Sixty-six years old is the post station of my life

People often say that there are three hurdles in life, three, six and nine, which means that life will be smooth if you spend three hurdles at the age of sixty-three, sixty-six and sixty-nine, I neither pray nor believe in this natural code. Sixty-six years old, for life, it is already the dusk and the year of Qi. However, for me, it seems to be another station of life and another starting point of a journey of thousands of miles. At the age of 66, I was rejuvenated by youth. Because in this year, my first memory of being a small border town was published in Youjiang daily, and it was the dream of my life to be published in newspapers and magazines. Looking back on the past, except for the compositions in primary and secondary schools, there are very few amateur writings, only five or six, but there are many correspondence. When I was young, I once submitted two or three manuscripts to the newspaper office, but in addition to the early 1980 s, I submitted a poem manuscript to Youjiang daily, which was commented by Wen Yang and Shi Feng teachers, except for the rejection of the manuscript (it was not accepted because of its long length), the rest were like mud cattle entering the sea. In addition to being happy, I copied several copies of the manuscript of “memory of border town” and distributed them to friends in Jingxi’s childhood, because after retirement, I went to Jingxi to seek roots, jingxi is my second hometown. In the early 1950 s, I spent an unforgettable childhood in that remote country, but it was like a fairyland in the world. More than 50 years later, when we met each other, we were already old people with gray temples and flowers. In addition to feeling, I wrote this manuscript recalling the past and gave it to my childhood friends as a souvenir. After the first manuscript was published, it stimulated my enthusiasm for writing. In more than a year, I wrote more than 20 essays, poems and a narrative of about 10,000 words. I think the purpose of writing is not how many articles can be published in newspapers and magazines. As long as you can express your opinions and express your thoughts and feelings, you can achieve the purpose of writing. Writing the splendid rivers and mountains of the motherland, the beautiful scenery of the nature, the happiness, anger, decline, happiness, warmth and family affection of the world, from which your thinking and writing ability will be sublimated and improved, you will have endless fun. Experience tells me that every time I toss and turn around at night and stay sleepless all night, I have the inspiration of writing, which is natural. I don’t need to read reference books or check historical data. I write for about one or two hours the next day, you can write a short essay. Because this is the resume of life, the accumulation of life, year after year, all settle in my mind and become indelible marks. As long as you press the button of thinking and open a small gate, your thoughts will rush out. Of course, careful scrutiny and thinking are required. Through writing, I realized the revolutionary mentor Engels: intelligence lies in hard work, while genius lies in diligence. The truth of this famous saying is that life should not always blame yourself for being stupid. Don’t sink and abandon yourself if you encounter a little setback. As long as you work hard and pay, you will gain something. Zhou Zhou was a mentally retarded child, but he was good at beating time, and he could command a band and went to CCTV, because he made unremitting efforts and studied diligently. Xiao Ping 2010 nian 4 yue 20 ri Like (prose editor: yuiran) 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…

Occasionally think of you

The scene of encounter is a familiar fragment, which reminds me of you, friend. Three or two young boys gathered together with strange expressions, muttering in their mouths as if they were plotting a plan for a certain purpose. Who is the fruit of a tree? Ducks wandering in the river? Mixed phase stand. Naughty Boy. Like you, like me, shadow. At some point, you can say a very unique word: why does that bird stand on the telegraph pole and keep on the tree? A smiling face with bad intentions. I said: Why do you stand in the room instead of outside? You are squinting at me: a scumbag, don’t tell you. I laughed and said, “Who told you to be full? Don’t worry. You don’t care where the bird is standing. I like it, you blow. If I didn’t make tea, I would strangle you. I just made tea by myself. Sometimes you are too lazy to light a cigarette, and your hands quickly and steadily take away the cigarette in my mouth, take a mouthful of it, and spray the smoke on my face. The scumbag is proud: incense, really fragrant. I am mad at you. Besides lighting another cigarette for yourself, what can I do. It is hard to hide half a grain of sand in your eyes. When you see the superficial injustice, you will shout loudly and have a strong temperament. When I was so excited, suddenly you gave me a cigarette: it’s better to smoke without seeing it. It was said in my mouth that it was difficult to get rid of the turbid air in my heart, and the figure stepping out shook my eyes. It is difficult for you to understand if your identity does not match. Yes, it’s better to smoke. Take away the suffocation in your heart by the dissipation of smoke from your ribs, and return yourself to a clear vision! You are not me, I am not you, and the subtleties in it are countless. If you are not straight, you will be confused. I usually see you laughing and laughing, and the love affair is thousands of miles away from you. Have you ever thought about it! When the trouble comes to you, you are also overcast by words. Your face is as smooth as jade, and your heart is as dark as the wind. Knowing the details is just a trivial matter in life. I walked quietly in front of you, with two fingers bending like pliers in the food. Suddenly, I stretched out my hand and pinched it at the end of your nose, seeing your tears pouring down, I burst into laughter and shrank rapidly (I know this action is going to be beaten by you). Seeing your embarrassment with tears, I said gloomily: just cry, just cry. The ending is that I, too, was pinched by you. I didn’t let my tears run out of two lines. Scumbags are just you. If someone else does, he will die. You said it bitterly. The clouds are light and the wind is clear. The sky is blue and the Earth is black. The dark clouds disperse and the sun comes out. Smoke is on the lips, rubbing the painful nose and looking at each other. The corners of the mouth of the video playback have been slightly tilted and then laughed. Friends! Each other, occasionally make bad, very wonderful. 2011.913 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…

There is a voice

There is a voice spreading till now. There is a kind of greeting to each other, and there is a kind of words muttering for a long time, but I don’t feel confused! Life gives a lot, and also makes people give up a lot. I don’t know when there was an extra roar of wolf barking outside the window. The sound of wolves barking, always alert the partition wall, the partition window, and the corner not far away. The first time I heard this roar, the sound was like a bell, the strength was like Tao Kuo who raised such a wolf roar, this sound was really powerful, even if I could not raise a dog, people who can’t distinguish the advantages and disadvantages of dog breeds can know clearly as long as they hear it. This is a pure breed of excellent dog breeds. At first, when its voice came, I still felt that the loud roar would disturb the public. Every time I heard it, I would complain for one time without knowing who was raising such a guy. The sound, the sound, the Roar, really make people feel comfortable. What else can this be called as a nuisance? As time goes by, after getting used to its roar, it makes people have a different feeling for such a wolf dog, let alone its roar, it is also quite regular, either when people get up early and go to bed, or when they go to work and get off work in the neighborhood. Listening carefully every day, I feel that it is so cute that it can not only be used as an alarm clock for distinguishing time, but also be used as a wake-up whistle to use a cute wolf pet. Every time I hear its roar, it reminds me of the two movies about dogs and dogs that I once watched many years ago, “police dog Carl” and “the story of eight male dogs. What the wolf dog and the eight male dog in the story show are both loyalty to human beings, admiration for their own masters and loyalty and love for their lives, which are both touching and touching, what’s more, those who watched it in front of the screen sighed deeply. I didn’t expect that in this vast world, there would be dogs comparing with people, it is better to understand the existence of a kind of loyal and good spirit that cherishes love and returns love. It is a harmonious coexistence between people and animals that deserve to give everything to cherish each other overnight. Of course, when it is just the loyalty of dogs to their owners, it is not the birth of wolves and dogs that have loyalty and admiration for human beings, it is the result of the coexistence and coexistence of people and dogs for mutual love and the loving process of care that makes a touching story of people and dogs lasting for generations. Therefore, sometimes it is inevitable that it will not be found in the plots of TV, movies, novels and life stories that it is difficult for people to be a decent person, and it is more difficult to be a decent person, however, to be a person who is not as good as a Righteous Dog is even more difficult. This does not happen in real life, especially in the streets, such as beggars who have been bullied or people who have been deprived of freedom and human personality, in the bourgeois society and the social hierarchy of exploitation and exploitation, as long as people pay attention to it, as long as they look into it attentively, it is not that they never see it, but have you checked and judged carefully! At this time, the sound of wolves barking outside the window was still howling, one after another, like the sound of Hong Tao, like the sound of Hong Zhong echoed over the whole village yard. Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) 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…

Rose soul

In a bad mood, I came to the countryside field alone for a sightseeing tour. I climbed the mountain near the water and wandered on the path in the field, watching the whole wheat field covered by the golden sunshine. One wheat gave birth to two ears, which was a sign of harvest. I laughed up to the sky and shouted loudly: why am I always unhappy, preoccupied and restless? Why on earth? Casually broke into the willow tree to cover the sun, pinching the twigs and soft leaves casually. I suddenly found that I made a mistake because I was unhappy and let it bear the pain of being broken. I said to myself that I should not be forgiven, nor could I forgive myself. Standing there, worrying about what had happened, sighing again, lamenting deeply, painful and sad, with rain and tears pouring down. After crying bitterly, I felt my body soft, I move forward step by step, leaning against the waist and leaning against the thick strong willow tree, I fall into the dream and sleep soundly, I am awakened by the strong rose fragrance, wisps of dark red smoke are like yarn Twining my soft body, like spring warmth comes and everything wakes up, body is light and pleasant, head is light and eye is bright. Sitting on the ground, I looked around, and a piece of golden wheat fields disappeared. At this time, a touch of setting sun reflected the mountains, and the rich, dense and rich red roses gathered here. Who invited me to meet me, I was not suppressed, on the contrary, I was at ease. I stood up slowly, staring at the Red Rose holy land, stretching my arms to face and enjoying the rose fragrance floating in the breeze, which must be the God knows my troubles and bestowed on me in order to live up to God’s blessing and love, I am sure to blend in the Rose feast, spend a good night together, and enjoy the moon! I rushed to the blooming rose Holy Land. The gentle and strong rose fragrance erode your skin, hair and heart over and over again, A power of deep love devours you, your heart is excited, your blood is cheering, long live, long live… bend down and look at the shy rose, thick color, thick and delicate, charming smile, charming gentle, spoiled child. The thick petals looked like silky and refreshing ice cream. I really wanted to bite it. It must be very beautiful. The green leaves were arranged in order like gentlemen, waiting patiently for the call of my heart. The emerald branches are like magpie bridges, and the beautiful roots lean against each other, which makes people jealous. The sky is dark, the stars are all like pure hearts, the attractive Moon also emerges in the sunny night sky, the bright moonlight is like Chang ‘e just bathing and grooming, Heaven and Earth, mountains and rivers, the green poplar and grass all set off a layer of red yarn, just like Jiao Niang evenly smearing light Carmine, which makes the fish sink and the wild goose fall down, and makes people intoxicated in the red wine, spinning dizzy, there is really a kind of love, lingering, love permeating into your heart, living in your heart and setting up a string, which is the string of love, touching the strings of love gently with your hands makes you tremble and shake your heart. The birds with charming throat warbler are deeply touched and tender, and both of them are leaning against the dense emerald branches and rubbing the leaves. The birds are stunned by the rose fragrance. Seeing this scene, my tears and eyes were as Misty as beads falling down and blending with a wisp of dark red smoke. Suddenly a wisp of dark red smoke gathered beside the willow, and I stared at it in surprise. I saw the dark red smoke gathered together and slowly swirled. The thick smoke kept spinning like a whirlwind. In a flash, the thick smoke had turned into red roses, gathering more and more, thousands of red roses kept turning around. My eyes were dim. I didn’t know how many times I had rubbed my eyes. I was afraid that I had misrecognized them. I stopped quietly looking at the roses, thousands of roses make up a natural picture screen. The Rose screen is dimly floating and the fairy posture is Jade. The Fairy Falls from the sky in nine days, and Chang ‘e grows cold in the moon! I’m shocked, I don’t know how good it is, the Fairy is so beautiful! How to describe fairies? (Omitted here to prevent plagiarism) The Fairy floated in front of him like the wind. The fairy said: I know you are upset, so I come here to relieve your depression. You don’t like the common things in the world, the layman, the beast, they suspect each other, fight with each other, and cheat each other, which makes you upset. One after another, you are in poor health, depressed and unhappy, weak pulse, and suffocated in your chest. Before the sound of the fairy music disappeared, the fragrant fingers pulled me down the thick, luxuriant and sentimental rose Holy Land, which instantly turned into the dew of the rose bath. The fairy said, “Here, wash away your sad illness. Surprisingly, I touched the rose petals floating on the water slowly with my hands. The water was warm. My skin feels so comfortable when soaking in the water… I thought that I was so happy in my heart, and tears poured out again. I washed the tears on my face again and again with roses and rain in my hands, and shouted loudly, “I am really happy! Let this magical rose petal scrub the dust on your body and feel pain! After a wash, a new self will be washed out, which is relaxed, happy and comfortable. Just at this moment, a breeze was blowing on the surface of the water, and the Bath Dew was gone. In a flash, it returned to the dense and luxuriant rose Holy Land. The rotating breeze kept absorbing rose petals, in a blink of an eye, it turned into a rose rose rose dress and covered my body, with my feet stepping on the green emerald soft silk shoes. Once again, the fairy pulled me up and floated over the Rose, and flew to the thick willow tree opposite. Under the willow tree, Roses had already been laid and the rose incense blanket was woven. There were two plates of fruit plates and a plate of water wine on the incense blanket, A plate of delicate snacks, a burst of wine fragrance. The fairy pulled me down on the rose incense blanket slowly. The east wind blew and the willow danced against the wind. The fairy sat on the rose incense blanket and then picked up the exquisite white jade kettle and filled the glass of wine. The Fairy raised the glass of wine and smiled, “This is made of roses. Please taste its fairy flavor. I took it hurriedly, carefully tasted it and figured it out. Then I leaned it up and down, with smooth and thick taste, and the fragrance of roses pierced out from the nose and ears. The fairy filled the glass of wine again. I leaned back and ran out. I felt that my eyes were circling and I was so busy that I stopped drinking and stopped drinking. I really want to have a snack, white, soft, must be delicious. Before I finished my words, the dessert was in my mouth, um, delicious, so delicious, another piece, um, really fragrant, soft and refreshing, endless aftertaste, with a wonderful sense of spirit, like a cigarette, it slips over. The fairy laughed and said: Everything is nothing but passing clouds. So this point of heart is cloud smoke cake. Ah, at this time, I really understood… I kept silent, thinking for a while, and my eyes were fighting straight, then I knew nothing. When I woke up, the sky was already bright and the sun hung high. Golden wheat fields appeared in front of me, with a burst of pain in my head and a strong smell of rose flowers and wine in my mouth. Looking up at the thick willow tree, he said: it turned out to be a dream! But it was too real. Suddenly I remembered that I didn’t return last night. It was over. I was scolded when I went home. I stood up and rushed home hurriedly. 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…

2012. Departure. Drifting

Fruitful achievements and year. Snowflakes are fluttering, thank God for his love. Every year when I go to Beijing, I see me off in the way of snow. The hazy weather aggravated the weight of the heart. A person carried his numb feet and walked slowly. Only himself knew how heavy the pace was. People always ask, is it alone? I smile, um, often alone. I am used to it. Yes, from studying to working, I have been used to being alone for too long. Is it not that I am not afraid of loneliness, but that when loneliness is unavoidable, one begins to learn to bear, grow up, mature, happy and sad? Only you know the bitterness during the journey. I. About love, we experienced too little noise in the waiting room. There were middle-aged men eating instant noodles, young women eating melon seeds, women coaxing their daughters to sleep, on chairs, there are people everywhere in the corridor. Some of them are talking, some are playing mobile phones, and some are reading books in a daze. Everyone has his own expression and world. While I took out all the clothes in my bag. The coat was used to wrap my legs, the scarf was put on the seat, and the sweater was put on the backrest, so as to relieve the cold outside and expel the cold in my heart. At this time, only the feet are a little cold. The thread once said that someone would help carry the bag if he wore beautiful clothes, but he didn’t know the thread. No matter how beautiful he wore, no one could warm his feet. My mother said that I am was neither high nor low, and I didn’t deny that I was indeed a self-preached woman, but as time went by, I was also a common man who gradually approached the secular world. I am ordinary, arrogant, humble and persistent. I just pray for the stability of the world in the faded years. There is not much youth for me to squander. Except cherishing what I have now, I dare not pursue too many unreal dreams. Those fairy tales are still there, but they will not belong to me, I knew it by myself, so sometimes I lost my mind for the rest of my life. For blind dates, they were considered ridiculous at first, but later they didn’t take it seriously, and then they accepted them frankly. I have never thought about what kind of person I want to find. I just know that I must be able to resonate spiritually. I don’t want him to understand me. I just hope he can trust and understand me and take care of me, that’s all, that’s all. I don’t want to spend too much time and energy on teaching people how to love and what to take care of. I have no patience to teach people these, but in this cold season, the separate stations, I need these warmth. Even a brief greeting. After all, I don’t want much, do you understand? Sometimes I am not satisfied, so I pursue it, but I am never greedy. I don’t believe in falling in love at first sight but expect to fall in love at first sight; I don’t want to invest too much but with good intentions; I would rather live forever than live forever alone. If you don’t believe in fate, all fate has human factors. As for love, you only hope to meet an ordinary person, and it will be good to have love for a long time. II. About friendship, what I did was not good enough. I remember Lao Song said a long time ago that my friend was a quilt. Although it could not warm up, it could keep warm. I always remember this sentence because I agree with it. Although there are only a few friends, they can make friends. There are also some friends who lost when walking. Although they lost the news, they have been thinking about it all the time. In a bad mood that day, there happened to be a friend calling him, so he reprimanded him without any cover and took him as an air vent. Who let you call at this time should be unlucky. The man over there just answered, sometimes silent. He was deeply sad at the moment he hung up the phone. He didn’t owe me. Why did he lose his temper to others? His heart was broken for a moment, if you have such friends, please remember to cherish them. I remember that day I proudly said that I didn’t know which idiot charged me 50 yuan for the interlaced phone bill. Later I thought carefully that there was indeed such a stupid worm, because I took a casual word seriously. She said why she didn’t reply to the text message. I said sending a message was more expensive than calling me. She didn’t reply! Who knows she took it seriously, ha ha, how stupid! With a smile, tears burst out. I felt inexplicably moved by having such a friend, and at the same time, I felt sad for my heartlessness. There are still some people who do not mention her in the diary or occasionally, but whenever they encounter something, they will always think of her and want to tell her and listen to her ideas. But the older we grow, the more lonely we are. We still care about and miss each other, but we all care about each other. It’s not that we don’t say anything, but we don’t know where to start, who should I tell those things that I can’t tell my family to strangers? I want to share with you, but I can’t open my mouth. I really don’t know where to pour out, so I can only watch your return date, see you go far away, and then deeply bless you. Those worries will continue to be buried deep in my heart and fermented in time. Third, about family affection, I am too self-centered and always think that my sister is a child, a pure and kind child. When I bought clothes in the supermarket that day, I paid the bill in front of the counter. At that time, many people were around the counter, and my sister and Le were waiting nearby. I heard a familiar voice saying who lost the money? I saw a woman next to me picked it up hurriedly, seeing that the expression was not like her money. Then my sister said, “Look at which of you lost your money, and another person next to me who was waiting to pay the money said, see if it’s ours. A total of 800 yuan. Check it. The woman with her checked, ah, it’s ours. Later, when we got home, we talked about this. My brother said, “Look at you. If you pick it up and invite me to eat hamburgers, I will also say a few thanks to you, they don’t even say thank you, and they don’t even know that you shouted. My sister said: I don’t know. Forget it. When I saw the money, I was not jealous at all, and I didn’t want to take it for myself. I just wanted to find out who lost the money. I smiled. Although it was a trivial matter, my sister’s personality had never changed, which was what I was delighted and also what I was afraid. My younger sister likes to eat sugar-coated haws, but I laugh at her. She likes to eat sugar-coated haws when she is so big. If she doesn’t buy it for her, she will not be happy. She will also drink spicy soup and hot dry noodles. I hate her, I don’t know how to be considerate and always play tricks on trifles, but it is these that show that she is still young and just a playful child. However, I just hope that she will grow up quickly and know more about tolerance and human relations. Sometimes I am really wrong, too self-righteous and too self-centered. She may only miss the carefree time in her childhood when eating sugar-coated haws, just like the appearance of sugar-coated haws and the song. Maybe she just wanted to remember some flavor of her hometown when she ate fried noodles with Hu spicy soup. What she ate was not those two things, but a kind of emotion, which was hard to give up deep in her heart. That day, when she left, I cried. I was really reluctant …… in fact, most of the time I was too strict with them and required too much. As an elder sister, I should learn tolerance and understanding. I only hope that whether it is 2012 or more distant days, she can be pure, kind and happy. Wish her happy! Tonight, the Starlight is still bright. Many sporadic moods have not been written down. Let’s just leave a copy in the bottom of my heart. If you come, I will tell you. 2012, I hope all relatives and friends can be healthy and happy! In order to continue drifting in the unknown future, you can’t understand my heart. Like (prose editor: yuiran) 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…

No sleep tonight

On the bank of the ancient canal with bright lights, on the night full of all dreams, I wandered along the Yangsu road with high buildings. My heart took my footprints and traveled all over every room of the hospital’s pavilions, small bridge corridor, Hall consulting room and emergency room. I put my hands together, located in front of the Tanzhong acupoint, silently praying for the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine: 2012, prosperity! Silently to celebrate in 21 floor friends blessing: happy new year! Lucky! Body Good! If I didn’t forget to bring the key to the office, if I didn’t bear the air crash, maybe I would be super lucky and win the grand prize! It has been a year since I passed Jingde Road, or walked around Yangsu Road and Wuzhong West Road. All these are always familiar and strange to me. In the journey one by one, I may evoke countless associations everywhere. My wandering is a sunset glow in the sea of my heart, wandering and searching, with a little melancholy, a little hope and a little chance, but without a little sadness. Because the old cow knew that it was late at dusk, so he didn’t need to raise his whip to raise his feet. In the starry night, I gave up my sleep. In my bright mind, I wanted to look for the fragrance in my dream, the thought-provoking soup tips; To look, the philosophy that I revered for my whole life is false, evil and false. When I avoid it, I will never feel empty, the true Qi will follow it, the spirit will keep it, and the illness will never be safe?, the elegant and simple words Spring March, this is called hair Chen. Heaven and Earth are born, and everything is proud. No matter how the knowledge expanded in the information age, Huangdi’s internal classic will always be the essence of Chinese studies, the concern of my whole life, and the apricot flower that I will always love! The flying apricot branches in the pre-hospital always give me a wisp of fragrant emotion, a wisp of soul of lovesickness, causing shock in the deep heart. Tonight is destined to be sleepless. The Mellow Tea in the Cup is always tasted carefully in the lonely time and leisurely night. The thick Inner Canon of Yellow Emperor in hand always guides people to taste and watch in spring, summer, autumn harvest and winter collection, and in the dialogue between Qi Bo and Yellow Emperor. The thought is that as long as you close your eyes, the appearance of people from ancient to modern is just in front of your face. It is the continuous drizzle torn by strong winds, the galloping rivers that cannot be blocked by mountains and rivers, and the cloudy and sunny moon in the sky, for you thin successfully. Strange, vivid, deeply surrounded all my nerves. The graceful song in the distance said nothing. My motherland knew me and I couldn’t help crying. Yes, it is my heart. In this light moonlight night, it opens alone and becomes a beautiful apricot flower. Doctors in the long history know the beauty of apricot flowers, thousands of people know that the medical ethics of apricot flowers are supreme. The music of the jade tower can only tilt the Cup and Cup, Sleepless Tonight, my heart can’t tie those beautiful past events to show one scene after another on January 13th, 2012 Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

It’s Raining In My World

Standing in front of the window like this, looking at the world outside the window as if it was raining in my world. Rain, as if no one was around, willful doing, washing, washing. Seeing all this immersed in the rain, I felt an impulse to cry. Standing in front of the window for a long time like this, falling hand in hand with memory into an endless memory. The dark sky and dense thoughts record a period of lost like a tide. In the memory, there are always such and such figures emerging, passing by, deep-rooted and deep-rooted squeeze in, like fingers intertwined and twined between hair, in a state of confusion, the more you pull, the more you listen. The wind is far away. Who is whispering softly? It is the wet flowers soaking in the cold wind, singing in a low voice. But I think of the girl with a flower umbrella? When the wind blows, who is sighing? Is that you? Still in order to continue the lingering of mountains and rivers?! If you can’t put it down, you will be confused. Life is always entangled between choice and being chosen. But I forgot that I was just like a cloud, and eventually times would change. When time is like quicksand, missing from the fingers at an imperceptible speed, what can be grasped is just cutting my hair and the worry in memory. When you are struggling inch by inch, the feeling of heartache is as intoxicating as that cup of bitter coffee. The patter of rain woke up the sleeping dream and listened to the lingering whispers outside the window. Who else would sing softly for me? Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…