Green Coral Sea.

The time in my memory was covered with moss. I suddenly became fond of missing the past, just like an old man at dusk, used to recalling that long and gentle period of time in the sunset, with a smile of Ning Xi on the corner of my lips. Although the time that belongs to me and can be recalled is not long, it is also beautiful. The background in my memory is always the rolling floating clouds, the large green and bright sunshine, warm and natural. Just like us who were innocent at that time. Sun, birds, tall grass. Paper Airplane, lollipop, dandelion. The whole world is mine. The clear sunshine shook like water, dazzling but not dazzling. Flower Xie flowers. Tide tide. The tide in my mind covered the scenery and was also dyed with green marks. At first, it was just like ink drops in water, just a little bit. Then it gradually rotates and spreads, and finally the cloud dyed a green ocean. Is this the Coral Sea of memory? Stop-motion. Playback. Forgotten. I don’t know whether every memory has to go through such a process. I would like to compress that Green Ocean into a photo and keep it in the corner of my heart without being disturbed. In this way, after hundreds of millions of light years, maybe those accumulated memories can really turn into coral fossils and glow with ancient and mysterious light again? Or, it can’t become anything, or even turn yellow day by day. But some people will remember that under the blue sky, a green ocean once flourished. Everything, buried deep, Coral Sea. Like (prose editor: yuiran) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Smile Radian

There is a voice that you will miss her existence when there is no one. When you approach, you are actually losing. This voice may be a kind of emptiness and loneliness, the endless torment of your life without shadow. Youth is a hazy love song. There is some sad beauty in the faint, but there is no continuation but the curtain ends. Time is a phonograph that begins to fade, and every time I hear that the touching and inexplicable vicissitudes of life love is a tunnel without end, which can not travel through the end of time. The movement time and space without beginning and end will become a distance, and the song will end, that is a fatal temptation, which is enough to make people illusory and tear off the hypocritical mask, just like playing a shadow play without results. This kind of voice is loneliness, and the extended you are endless loneliness. There is no shining between the horizon, because I can’t see your voice coming back in the sunset, waiting for the curtain to come to an end in the afterglow Bell, waiting for the wind to wither quietly, the familiar smile disappeared at the end of the world. Every time I saw the ebb and ebb, I remembered the footprints left on the beach, which were silent in the touch of the tide, just like the shadow buried in the tide of the seaside with the shells. We all embrace the memory and pain of youth in the sea wind. It was a love encounter. It is because there is something hiding your memory on the beach that the silent night will be sleepless. The stars are your eyes, the sky is silent confession, and the silent sadness and sorrow one after another, the trace of meteor sliding past was already at the end of the road. The flashing blank and dazzling past recorded in turn was the solo of wind chimes in the sky. The Firefly lit the pale parting, and the voice was passing. After a busy crowd, I didn’t know what I was looking for until I calmed down. Repeating the complicated and floating faces everyday, I am a little unaccustomed to the silent space and rhythm. Behind the monotony and boredom is an invisible loss, and I want to find something lost, I often find it lost in the crowd unconsciously. I think it is a very precious thing. I haven’t seen the warm smile surging with happy expectations for a long time, after a long time, I don’t mind. I don’t have that kind of mood to release my heart. I haven’t listened to the familiar voice of the radio station for a long time. The Voice can penetrate through the silence of the darkness. I want to I am indifferent Walker, smile more lonely when there are many people, at the corner of the crowd, I will hear the leaving of winter I wake up in a certain month of a certain year I think I am waiting for the future but I can’t arrange it because of this * cloudy day outside the window in the evening in the future there is a person waiting to look left to right love will turn a few what kind of dialogue will we meet? How far is the future? I heard the wind coming from the subway and the crowd. I lined up with the number plate of Love * I flew forward across a sea of time. We also used love is hurt. The entrance to the road Dream is a bit narrow. It is the most beautiful accident for me to meet you. One day, my answer will solve the radian of smile. 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…

Find a chair near the West Lake

There is a chair near the West Lake, a chair where you can see spring. In the spring accompanied by the sound of the piano, the blue waves of the lake were full of Lotus, one, one, showing the noble growth without surprise. The jade-like leaves dressed the lakeside in the most splendid posture. Is who? Who stood by the misty lake, blowing a flute and singing, and wrote a lovesickness with red paper, which smoothed my sadness of frowning. I still remember the purple road with willows and willows, the skirt fluttering and the clothes fluttering. You took my hand and sang happily all the way, splashing the sunshine behind your back, looking for the safety of blooming, waiting for the brilliance of a flower. It was a scene of memory that could not be lost, full of green trees and flowers and passing breeze. The blooming smile and long lingering lingered between fingers. What does the flashy world do with us? We stay in the emotion of non-dyed fireworks, leaving the spring flowers fragrant with ink, melodious melody with listening, and laughing with inexplicable heartache. I tried to describe a wonderful future with a word, but the person who was with me gradually became blurred. The glittering spring, so hurry to leave, beautiful flowers can not keep spring. There is no agreement, no expectation, and the blooming flowers finally don’t understand the joys and sorrows of the world. Maybe, maybe next year’s flowers will bloom more prosperous, but we have to separate, each side of the world. Another spring of the year, the sky is still such a tile blue tile blue, but where is the beautiful time parked? It’s still this season, or this Lakeside, and this row of willow chairs. You are no longer the one who loves flowers, and I still carry the skirt against the fragrance of flowers. The bright light yellow and dark green coexist, and the pure sunshine flows between the leaves. The slight pain moistens the corners of the eyes, and the sadness is like the grass buds in spring, which germinates quietly. The memory is like a flower, falling down to the bleak ground, and the only thing left in my heart is the lake water. Forget. I can’t forget your inability to leave, your frustration, and even the falling season. No longer ask where you have gone, let the time run over your skin gently, with the speed of the wind. This shore is me, and the other shore is you. We were close to each other all the time, and we were no longer wandering. The ending always appeared at sunset, crumpled the brocade of Xizi Lake, trying to cover the fallen yearning. Now, the only luxury is to sit alone by the lake and watch the water flow like time. Gently pick up a leaf of residual Lotus in the old dust and float the heart of the petal on the water. At this time, I was hijacked by some derived desires, chewing a rhythm called waiting, stringing up the fallen flowers on my shoulders to make pieces of deep feeling. Even so, I am waiting for you, as always. Please allow me to give you the last bit of tenderness. Please don’t neglect this tenderness. If I can’t forget each other, I should express my feelings with ink and paper, and spread the cold and thin heart aside, otherwise the flowing sadness would seem to have no reason. Find a chair by Xizi Lake, a chair belonging to you and me. Look, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are SHU; Listen, the flowers bloom and fall. 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…

Some Thoughts Concerning Marriage

These days, maybe by the end of the year, some migrant workers went home early, taking advantage of the New Year’s goods at home, and gathered their hands. Today, it is not the family to marry a daughter, tomorrow is the family to get married. One after another, they played with great fanfare and made a lot of ostentation and extravagance. The red inflatable arch was pulled out a few miles away. On the arch, there were unified pictures of Erlong opera beads, with white paper and black words, some blessings given by XXX attached to the huge picture; Firecrackers were set so high that the price was so high, as if there were a rush of raindrops in summer, and as if there were dense strafing on the battlefield. It seems to announce to the whole world that XXX is married today, and XXX is married again tomorrow. When they were married, they used either a unified white car or a unified black car. The bride and bridegroom took the car, the front of which was pasted with a big happy word on red paper, and then pasted all kinds of small and exquisite green pine, rose, lily and other flowers symbolizing auspiciousness on the body of the car with adhesive tape, dressed up as flowery, A new look, full of joy. Inside the car, the bridegroom and the bride were dressed neatly and sat in a tight manner. Each man was like Pan An, and the female was like the king wall. When outsiders looked at it, they couldn’t help admiring: a good pair of immortal family! Behind the wedding car, there were several sub-cars ranging from a dozen. Each car is also pasted with a big happy word on the front of the car with red paper. Starting up, no matter in the street or in the countryside, they will all pass by, which is extremely magnificent. Such a scene reminded me that more than ten years ago, a girlfriend was welcomed home by her boyfriend on such an occasion. At the beginning, it was so sweet in two times, like glue like paint, extremely good. A year later, they had a lovely son. Three years later, they had their own company and made a lot of money. From outsiders’s point of view, life was no better for them. Before they got married, they bought a house first. After they got married, they gave birth to a son. When they gave birth to a son and started a company, they made a lot of money. What else couldn’t be satisfied? But what was unexpected was that when their life was in full swing, the wind was windy, and the rain was rainy, but in the astonished eyes of people, they were so good to say goodbye, separate ways and go one side. What reason? It was because of the money that there were more money. Other younger and more beautiful women than their wives came to the door. The man couldn’t control it, and his heart was shaken. Their separation reminds me of their original days. At the beginning, it took a lot of effort for a man to marry a woman back home. Why did they say they were divided after several years? Today is the era of freedom, and there is no previous parents’ order or the words of the media. Unlike some binding marriages of Lu Xun and Guo Moruo in the last century. It is understandable to say that they betrayed and desolated their wives. But my girlfriend, they fell in love freely, but at that time they were wishful thinking. People’s marriage, then think of animal marriage. In the animal world, of course, human beings are also animals, just walking with two feet. They are superior animals that can think and do things that other animals can’t do. In daily life, we can often see swallows, butterflies and albatos flying in the air. There are also mandarin ducks, turtledoves and French fairy fishes who swim in the water for a lifetime. Walking on the ground, there are wolves and prairie voles accompanying each other. When they were pleased with each other, there was almost no monogamy or lifelong partnership. The male never gave the female any gorgeous clothes and beautiful jewelry. But in their lifetime, they really insisted on pure monogamy, waiting for and snuggling each other until they died. The most touching thing is to watch two big sculptures in Jin Yong’s Legend of Condor Heroes. One was shot by an arrow and fell down into the valley. The other saw his partner was gone and he didn’t want to live alone. He ran into a hard cliff, followed his partner and fell down the mountain and rock. In the animal world, their feelings, sometimes, a bird can compare people with the generals. It can be seen that the essence of marriage is not in form but in content. No matter how good the form is, the content is gone, it is just an appearance, an empty shell; The content is full, the form is removed, two loving hearts, a pair of warm hands, in the face of any changes, we can all smile proudly and walk side by side. 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…

Good zui le

If you stay in a place for too long, you will always feel something missing. Going to work is not the whole of life. When a person gets used to a pattern, it may become a so-called rule. When the New Year is approaching, go out for a walk, it doesn’t matter where it is. What matters is a state of mind. In an unfamiliar space, putting down all thoughts and a habit, I am a simple self, don’t care too much about anything. You may find the origin of your inner heart. For many years, we may have reserved a paradise of our own, giving alms to the good roots in our hearts. Going out of Huizhou and heading towards Fujian along the highway, I think people will have natural relaxation and relaxation when they are on the journey. Leaving the familiar environment, they will have a free state, it can’t be said whether you like it or not. You don’t need to repeat some trivial things to have a strange freshness. Along the secluded Highway, you will think that we are shuttling back and forth in the interlaced grid, the old cattle herded back in the dusk, the quiet countryside in the distant mountains, some old houses, the rippling river in the breeze, and the neon lights flashing in the town, A hive of industry, The overhead overpass which was spinning in the sky flashed by in front of you. The moment you had no time to see clearly passed by in your eyes. Like the crowd passing by, you seem to remember that it was a fragment of time, but you don’t want to recall anything. The car galloped fast and took a break in the service area of Huilai Expressway, I found a small shop. I wanted a bowl of porridge for five yuan. The waitress gave me a pack of pickled mustard and a plate of homemade pickles. I don’t know why, the waitress saw me sitting down and wanted to take the bag of pickled mustard. I smiled and said that the waitress was too interested. The waitress blushed and sent it again. Later she kindly reminded me that the car was leaving, I said no hurry. They wouldn’t leave me. At this time, we came to ask for a steamer with a Canadian youth. He smiled and said tenyuan’, but he didn’t expect that his Chinese was very good. After leaving the store, his Chinese made us laugh, he pretended that he could not speak Chinese. Foreigners are also very smart. They are as smart as fools. As soon as I got on the bus, I waved my hand to the waitress and said, “I took the pickled mustard mustard and left a memorial. Her smile bloomed like a flower to resolve the previous embarrassment. In fact, happiness is very simple. Because as long as you have a happy and amiable mood. Everything will be simple and natural. Nanputuo Temple is a famous ancient temple in Xiamen. It is located in front of the five old peaks in the famous mountain of Ludao, with its back to Xiuqi peaks and facing the Bicheng harbor. The scenery is excellent. Founded in Tang Dynasty, it is one of the Buddhist resorts in southern Fujian. In the temple, the Tenno Hall, Daxiong Treasure Hall and Dabei Hall are beautifully built and magnificent, and each Hall worships Maitreya, the third Buddha and so on. The Buddhist cultural relics collected in the sutra Pavilion are rich and colorful, including classics, Buddha statues, bronze bells in Song Dynasty, ancient books and so on. The Blood book “The Wonderful Lotus Sutra” in the reign of Wanli in Ming Dynasty and the famous white porcelain avalokitesvar. Many inscriptions are reserved around the temple. The famous inscriptions are the stone carvings of Wanli Chen Di and Shen Yourong in Ming Dynasty and the imperial monument of Qianlong in Qing Dynasty. The Buddha stone carving on the cliff of the temple is high and wide. After the temple, the five peaks stand on the screen, the pine and bamboo trees are green, the cliff is beautiful, and the name is five old Lingxiao, which is one of the eight big scenes in Xiamen. Nanputuo Temple is large in scale, covering an area of 25. 80,000 square meters, construction area of 21270 square meters. The buildings in the temple include Tianwang Hall, Daxiong Hall, Dabei Hall, Sutra Collection Pavilion, etc. Hatchback Bell Tower, left New charity floor and right pu zhao lou, about corresponding, majestic spectacular. Nanputuo Temple is located under the Wulao Peak in the south of Xiamen Island, and is a famous Buddhist temple in southern Fujian and even in the whole country. The back of the whole temple complex is the peak of Xiuqi, which is close to Xiamen University. Nanputuo Temple originated in Tang Dynasty and was destroyed several times. It was rebuilt in the 23rd year of Kangxi in Qing Dynasty (1684). Because it was the same as Puji Temple in Putuo Mountain, Zhoushan, Zhejiang, and worshiped Guanyin Bodhisattva. Nanputuo Temple incense, jin xiang zhe and visitors in a continuous line. The Thousand-handed Avalokitesvara in Nanputuo Temple is exquisitely crafted, and the Buddhist cultural relics collected in the sutra Pavilion are rich and colorful. Many celebrity inscriptions are reserved around the temple, and the Buddha inscriptions on the cliff of the temple are one Zhang and four feet high and one zhang wide. From the back of Nanputuo Temple to the top, there is Wulao Peak. You can see the mountain breeze and sea waves from afar. The purification of the soul level, solemn and dignified, The part of the temple for pilgrims to visit is not large, but there is a kind of peace and tranquility. Simply and purely listen to the meaning of Buddha, kowtow and be quiet. The free pond and bird viewing platform outside the temple gate have different artistic conception of Zen. Buddha is like all living beings. You can put many things in the heart of Buddha that you cannot explain. Faith is Devout and Holy. You don’t have to think about what you are. You only need to know that you are the gospel of all living beings. There is a causal cycle in our hearts. Believe it or not, she will follow our mind. We are all practitioners of good causes. Light a incense, give some sesame oil money, burn the world of mortals once, worship the soul once, good and evil can be dispersed. It is neither the past nor the afterlife. Just in the moment of epiphany, I am merciful and have a clear view of nature. Fireworks staining after world and wei shan boundless, and goodness zui le. Let us have the ability to distinguish in the real environment; True, false, evil, positive, yes, no, even good, evil, good, Harm. Then we will help all living beings to build a rational, great sense, vigorous, aggressive, optimistic and upward universal outlook on life. The Buddha in our heart is neither negative nor outdated, which can give us real benefits. According to the infinite longevity scripture, Buddhism helps us solve all the sufferings of all living beings satisfactorily, making each of us happy in this life, happy family, harmonious society, prosperous and strong country and the world. This is the goal of Buddhism in our world. Buddhism is the belief, which really enables us to get truth, kindness, wisdom, eternity, truth and happiness. The belief is happiness. 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…

Seven of

Once: empty I don’t know if this is a sleepless night. The moonlight in the room was filled with the gentle music at midnight. Night more and more deep. The music seemed to be inserted in the mouthpiece of midnight, without the meaning of going out. At night, it seemed to be ethereal. Think of 06 years of empty, at a hospital in in. I filled the ward of the hospital with empty space. In the air, it was one dream after another. Some early sleep, before another I arrived at the other side of my soul. On the other side of the strange world, I am unfamiliar with myself and my background. Who am I? It seems that it has been a very long century. I can’t remember who I am because of the long road and the long distance. I heard the voice of God: Who Are You? Is it important? It doesn’t matter anymore. Come with me! I finally didn’t follow God. I just left a long scar on my body, and I walked back again. Empty, the farthest time, is closest to me; Empty, close at hand, but I can’t touch it. Second: time The flowers in my hands have withered. Find a piece of clean soil to place them. Therefore, I held dry flowers in my hands to look for a piece of clean soil. It is time to pour time into the quiet and humid soil. On the way, there is some sunshine that makes people feel attached. The village I saw was harvesting. The village waved to me. I think I should go back, I should go back to the village of my heart. On the way, no one extradited, and the road seemed a little long. Looking back, I have been wandering somewhere in my soul. I am afraid that I can’t turn back from now on. There were so many intersections that I missed. Every time, I wanted to stop to see the scenery before walking, but there was a voice urging my steps. In this way, in ignorance, dozens of spring and autumn have passed. The days behind you are boundless. Time is grinding in every second. If the luxurious time can be reset to zero; If the journey of life can be resumed; If the wedding clothes can be put on again to be married, will it still wander in the lost time. I want to get out of the crowded days. I want to call yesterday, but the number I pulled out has left the contact service area. I am truly felt that the past days were far away. The clean soil gives off fragrance. With the smoke from kitchen, I smell the rustic flavor of the countryside. In this clean atmosphere, tie the knot and bury the time. After being buried, I knew I should get up and welcome another period of time, waiting for a heart to reveal freely or burn to my heart. It is the life of sunset. It must be the life of sunset. Three degrees: Flowers It was one morning of the old year, and I heard the sound of flowers blooming. The sound of blooming flowers came from the deep soil, calling me so gently. I walked around the flowers, watching the youth of the flowers. I am above the soil, and the root of the flower is under the soil. I imagine that the space of the root of the flower may be the size of a needle eye. This is also life. My excited face and painful tears, are the flowers watered by this small space happy? The flowers are small and white, like stars. The faint fragrance flows in the quiet air. I heard the sound of their life blooming. She said, life is colorful. She has prepared for a long time for this time in her life. In your life, when did you do it for yourself and when did you forget to pursue? No matter the final ending is withering, you still persist in blooming the beauty in your life to the world. Find clear water, pour it gently on the flowers, and see the flowers open and smile. I said to the flower, maybe I will be attached to you endlessly in my memory. Four degrees: Regression Shangshan is as good as water, but it flows far with still water, gathering into streams, gathering into rivers, stopping into berths and becoming seas. You don’t need to understand whether water comes from the sky or flows under the earth. The water of time flows naturally, and the river of life is natural and eternal. Where do I come from? In the world of Coloured glaze light, where on earth did I come from. It seems that I am always looking for it. It seems that I have crossed some rivers, but I still can’t cross some rivers vaguely. I walked a little tired. God kept whispering in his ear, saying: I gave you life, I am your savior, and I am the greatest person in the world. I laughed, God has some inaccurate tone, but it is just like this, which will disturb the mood of others. When I was still very young, I often looked at the sunset on the other side of the mountain and thought that when I grew up, I would go to the other side of the mountain like the sunset. I thought there must be a beautiful story over the mountain. The story my mother told me was already old. I was tired of listening to it. I wanted to find it by myself. I stubbornly believed that there would be a gust of wind taking my beautiful dream across the mountain. Many years later, when I sighed heavily in the past when the wind blew down, I no longer thought about where I came from. The wind that went away was already unable to bear it. Clouds scattered and clouds gathered. From the beginning of the day to the sunset, what was lost was not only the years, but also the fluttering and flickering self. I thought it was time for me to save myself. From white paper to black words, I began to have some thoughts left. I pulled out the empty road signs, lived in the modern times, lived in the present, and didn’t care where I came from. Five degrees: Wait When I picked up some fragmentary fragments of time, I couldn’t record them into CDs of memory any more. Who can describe your posture? I ask. The Earth wrote sonorous love poems, touching me. Therefore, I began to wander in your space. At first, you told me that you were a person who didn’t know where your home was. I feel painful when listening. From then on, I couldn’t help myself in a falling atmosphere. In addition to life and love, what else is worth paying, retaining and cherishing in this world. This is the same, full of missing, lonely on thin paper, page after page, pain and happiness. Although I have been telling myself not to step into the River of Love or touch the sadness between my eyebrows, I still fell down, in your frown. I want to write a lifetime of words for you, but the story has just begun, and you have turned these words into memories. I am reading those words written for you in my own space, and I finally understand your vicissitudes. I am put you down, but I couldn’t put myself down. Six Degrees: Deciduous Seeing a leaf falling slowly from the tree, flying in the wind, with the green of spring and the dream of summer, and all the past events of its short life. Only one spring and summer, life comes to an end, this is the fate of leaves. When you want the leaves to fall, you can feel life. When you see some leaves scattered on the ground, life is still green. Who cares about the beauty of autumn brought by fallen leaves. Autumn has a poetic beauty because of fallen leaves. When we walk in the autumn, we see the fallen leaves on the ground, sigh that life is so short, the poetic sadness rises in our hearts, and the treasure of life gushes out in our hearts. To remember a piece of fallen leaves, even if falling down, it waved its beauty. There are no tears in the fallen leaves. I heard the sound of years from the falling of the fallen leaves. The falling posture is no longer childish. Combing the pleated life, along the path of life, carefully cultivating and weaving in the vast sea and fields, maybe we can’t collect abundant materials, but the process must be endless, making life the same as fallen leaves, although it is short-lived, there can be no complaints or regrets in the world. Fallen leaves have accomplished their mission in the change of seasons. No matter how short their lives are, they are reluctant to waste their only life in time. Seven degrees: Myself Once empty, two degrees of time, three degrees of flowers, four degrees of return, five degrees of waiting, Six Degrees of fallen leaves, seven degrees of myself. When we have gone through many ups and downs and experienced many salty ups and downs, can we put down all the unsatisfactory things in our hearts and the floating dryness and desires in the world. Or one day in June, walking alone in the temple. On the stone pillars around the temple stairs, there were many famous cautionary sentences engraved. Looking at the people who hurried in and out of the temple, few of them paid attention to the words carved on the stone pillars. A monk came up and seemed to say something. I was afraid of seeing the piety on the monk’s face, which seemed to have an unreal feeling, so I quickly fled away from the temple. Leaving the temple, I seemed to be at a loss. At the gate of the cemetery near the right side of the temple, I hesitated for a long time, but I still went in. I don’t want to see anyone or anyone I want to see. I was walking on the strange road leading to the cemetery with gentle music. I didn’t know whether I was crossing for the dead. I put my steps very hard and wanted to expel the increasingly heavy loneliness or panic with my footsteps. Besides music, it was so quiet that it was suffocating. I moved here with my own breath, and strange tombs looked like strange faces one by one. Walking, listening, feeling the music like a sad sigh, I fled away again. I don’t know whether people will feel numb when they reach a certain age. The feelings of pain, injustice and cruelty become relatively indifferent. Because of this, our imagination of life needs some fresh blood to help us restore fresh vision and emotional attraction. I can’t sum up some of my own walking. But I am sure that some can help me return to a healthy and happy life and teach me to keep simple and sincere in real life. On my bedside table, there are always some books scattered. Thinking of it, I am never read a book seriously, feeling a little ashamed. The dream of childhood can be extended to one thousand eight hundred miles away. When I grow up, my dream is becoming shorter and shorter, and the reality is becoming more and more distant from my dream. It’s time to clean up some frustrated mood, and find out if there is more proud time, then I find that more time has been lost, and I don’t feel that I have some deep ten days in my heart, whether I can settle my body, mind and soul in a short time, I think. When I finished writing these words, a cold crescent moon shone on my windowsill, gently bringing me a quiet night. Zen. 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…

Those years, those things, those people

[Introduction] we missed friendship and love in those years. We learned tenacity and toughness in those things. Those people made us open-minded and grateful. Those years, those things, those people, thank the years for making us mature, thank the friendship for making us strong. Silence is in the past of the fleeting years, the records of bookmark in those years are more and more silent, and those things are more and more thick and white in memory. Those people’s notebooks are becoming more and more friendly in the crowd. If there is no better time to display the past, then only those years, those things and those people can float in the low-carbon and fast web pages. Maybe time can prove the past and unreasonable. After many years, it has been a better display and unearthed now. It is a kind of realism and anatomy for growth. It can explain the process of understanding and cognition of life. It is also a growth experience. In those years, we were young and vigorous, we didn’t accept those things easily, and we didn’t know how to get along with those people. We all have a kind of impulsion and strength. In order to make ourselves different from others, we are always strict with ourselves. We should make ourselves more excellent and outstanding, good ranking, good honor and evaluation, I just asked myself to make good use of my time, forgot to care about my friends, and forgot all kinds of collective life. I didn’t know how to care about those disadvantaged classmates and the colorful and happy extracurricular life. When I graduated, I remembered that the time I spent with my classmates was so little, and how weightless I was on the balance of friendship. Many students put their hearts on the campus that I can’t find. Think about what that pure time left. In fact, reading and studying are not all of our life, and there is a friendship that is better and more precious than our achievements. Maybe it’s a pity that it doesn’t matter time and age, and is harsh and inhuman to others. Now I understand that strength can’t last long, and it’s sharp, not long, and Sharp is easy to fold, hidden and empty, Now we see that many unknown friends and classmates in those years have made some achievements on the contrary. Those people who were popular in those years began to be silent. In those years, we didn’t know how to care about one’s shortcomings and care for one’s strengths. Those things didn’t learn to accept mistakes and get along with tolerance. We don’t know how to have those beautiful and innocent times and cherish the feelings of classmates, those years, those things and those people. We haven’t learned how to grow up and experience the ups and downs. In those years, those things and those people couldn’t see the cruelty and reality of the true side of love because they didn’t know how to love someone’s content and details. Those people didn’t stick to the loyalty and territory of their lover. True love, paid. Lost and hurt, love is finally empty, complaining and lost because of lack of material, and because there is no house drifting and running, because of some misunderstandings, he went to other cities to escape and punish him. He came and went for the torture and struggle of love, and finally understood who was the most loved or not. I also met my life partner when there was no love. Love or not is just a kind of hurt and awakening of time. Hurt once and mature once. In those years back and forth, I understood how to love a person and a family. We have learned the true meaning and broadness of love in those disturbing things. Those confused people also find their love and belonging when they are confused. In those years, when you fought for love, you argued for me. It was just the deep hurt of love. Those things that were unyielding for Love ran away from me, but you regarded love as the principle of spirit. In the end, those people really loved each other and kept each other for a lifetime. Those years, those things and those people. We don’t understand life and haven’t learned tolerance and commitment. In those years, we didn’t know that being ordinary and healthy was a kind of happiness and gift until we were tortured by the difficulties of life. We didn’t realize that family happiness is a kind of enjoyment and process until we complained about those things. We didn’t understand that peace is a kind of tranquility and reality until we experienced vicissitudes. We missed friendship and love in those years. We learned tenacity and toughness in those things. Those people made us open-minded and grateful. Those years, those things, those people, thank the years for making us mature, thank the friendship for making us strong. Thank your lover for making us happy. 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…

Time is like sea, friendship is like Song

I like the gentle spring breeze and the shade of green grass, as well as the warm sun and silent snow in winter; I prefer listening to the rain at midnight and composing the Heart song. I like to send timely care to my friends when we get together, and I don’t forget to send concerned greetings to my friends during the days of separation. I like the colorful flowers in my life, and also miss the songs and laughter on the Internet. Maybe it is sensitive, maybe it is thinking too much, which often gives birth to a lot of touching in my heart! It is not easy to have a friend who never gives thanks! Without the word “xie”, this friendship contains a strong family affection; Without the word “xie”, this friendship seems more simple and natural. When we lost many unnecessary polite words, what presented in front of each other was natural and pure friendship, without disguise or falsehood. What we had was only the close connection and communication of our hearts; Without saying thank words, it is not the indifference of the soul, but the transformation of expression and return into another form, which is to abandon empty promises, treasure the true friendship in the deep heart and internalize it into a kind of power, build a real friendship building! Life is but a dream, like a song. Thousands of worlds, the world of mortals rolling, the ups and downs year after year, a few smiles, a few sadness, with the flow of time River, many people and things are gone, but there is a kind of person who evolves with the passage of time. The relationship between me and you, such as the old wine fragrance, refreshing people’s heart and heart. My friendship with you is the most precious emotion in the world. This kind of friendship is the purest, noblest, simplest and most ordinary emotion, and it is also the most romantic, touching, solid and eternal emotion. No matter in life or on the Internet, everyone will have friends. If there is no friendship, there will be no pleasant peace in life, just like a pool of stagnant water; Friendship is everywhere, accompanying me around, stay around me and spend the whole life with me! There will always be unexpected events in the sky. I will never forget the day at the end of the Year. The sudden events and the news that came out of the blue made me suffocated, it was you who accompanied me through the most helpless and hopeless moment before the operation. Your meticulous care comforted my fragile heart, it was you who accompanied me through the tearful years hand in hand! It was you who wiped away tears for me countless times, which made me summon up the courage of life again and move on! During my stay in hospital, your company gave me the desire to be healthy. With your prayers and wishes and my strength, I finally got rid of the disease and walked out of the haze. Once again, I stood up healthily. Today, I finally came to you with a brand new look, still showing my elegant demeanour. This is the wish that you and I dared not expect! But now it is cashed as scheduled! When I saw you wrote a lot of prayers and wishes for me, and every time I read them, they would make my tears blurred! Especially seeing you go to Lantau Island in Hong Kong to pray for my Buddha, you are not afraid of the long journey, climb two hundred steps hard, and even forget the lunch. The hard work pays off, and you have finally fulfilled your wish, you put your hands together with no distracting thoughts. Close your eyes and face the Buddha statue, and pray to the Buddha devoutly under the rain all over the sky, hoping that I can overcome the difficulties as soon as possible. Your efforts are not in vain. Today I finally reappear with a brand new attitude, which is the greatest reward for you! When I learned about your action, my tears rustled down, moved by your sincerity and gratified by your honesty. At this time, I could not say more thanks, the excitement overwhelmed my thinking. I deeply know that you have brought me many things that cannot be expressed in words. I will pray for you silently every day in my future, blessing. Thank you again for your wonderful companionship all the way, for giving me guidance when I was confused; For giving me strength when I was fragile; For making my life more fulfilling and meaningful! I will cherish your affection in my heart, sprout and take root, accompany me to show green leaves, blossom flowers and bear sweet fruits, which is a wonderful day! Destined to meet, determined to know each other. In the vast sea of people, we can meet each other, get together, get to know each other, get to know each other, get to know each other and get close to each other. It is really fate. In the life journey of people coming and going, gathering and separating, it can be said to be a kind of luck to meet, get together and meet each other in different life tracks and in the heart of different experiences, fate is not always there, you and I should cherish this hard-won fate! It was a sleepless night again. You couldn’t help shivering even though the cold wave intruded into the lake of the heart. The twitching in a flash made your clearer silhouette lingering in your mind. However, at this time, are you standing in front of the window like me, feeling the brightness of stars with your heart, carrying the expectation of friendship on such a gloomy winter night, think of the most beautiful encounter we ever met? Outside the window, the dim street lamp was on lonely, and the faint yellow was like a lifetime ago. The drops of water on the glass window became clearer and clearer, but I couldn’t see my own image, bit by bit and bit by bit, reflecting all of you. Your smile and breath are so kind, so warm, but so far away! You are like mellow wine, strong and easy to get drunk; You are like the fragrance of flowers, fragrant and elegant; You are like the rain in autumn, delicate and full of poetry; You are like the plum in December, pure and proud. You are not painting, you are more beautiful than painting; You are not a song, you are more beautiful than a song; You should be a poem, with the elegance of poetry; You should be a dream, with the beauty of dream; you should be the meaningful prose, writing yesterday and looking forward to the future! The days with you are always sunny with bright flowers. In the years with you, the sky is no longer floating and the heart is no longer wet. When you are there, you will find that you have everything. I can lose a lot, but what I can’t lose is you. You and I are not a period of eternity. Maybe you are just a passer-by in my life, but because of this origin and fate, life becomes beautiful. What if there is no future? At least, what can’t be forgotten is that you accompanied me through the most difficult years of my life! The true friendship is not the rhetoric, but the slender hands of mine at the critical moment. Those who surround me all day long and make me happy are not necessarily my true friends. But you seem to be far away, but actually you are always watching me. When I am happy, don’t flatter me; When I need you, you do things for me silently, you will always be the person I cherish most! It is your kind and sincere behavior that makes me deeply appreciate you! Today is your birthday. In this cold winter of Mei Xue, all my thoughts are filled. In the days accompanied by you, I really want to sit by your side with snowflakes flying all over the sky, and put my soft steps, the beauty of Heaven, together with yesterday’s expectation and today’s blessing, move into your dream bit by bit, gently Call Your Name, hold high the wine filled with blessings, and wish you: Happy birthday! This morning, on this special day, the ice crystals on the window played a happy melody, and I must have a romantic seasonal feeling. In this winter, I can’t have a bright spring, but I can embroider the happiness in my heart into the most beautiful flower, hide my memory in the flower core, and give it to you as a birthday gift, put it beside your pillow, it will accompany you on a happy birthday, full of fragrance, pillow happiness, pillow sweet into your dream! When I lightly roll up the long and wide memory, I will understand everything about you, your career, your progress, and your difficulties and helplessness. Those are all your past events and the whole pursuit of your life. This is not a fairy tale. You are moving forward step by step. I believe that where you sow your hard work and sweat, you will surely blossom flowers without true or evil! I will wait for you as always in this cold and biting night and in that snowy morning. Looking at the deep and shallow feet in the snow, looking up at the passing wind and falling snow, I suddenly understood what a bosom friend was. At this time, I don’t want to say anything, only silently looking forward to the moment when the birthday bell rings, then you can receive the most sincere and distant blessing from my heart! Happy birthday to you! On your birthday, you and I make a wish together: May our friendship coexist with heaven and earth! May you forget all your unhappiness in the new year! Once again present a happy Brand New You 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…

Thick tea Love

Red sleeves add fragrance the seven words of reading in the night create the beauty of the dark fragrance of the book at night, which is a beautiful situation that makes people think and want to get drunk. I spent about 300 days in the pure paradise of the literary world of “red sleeves add fragrance”, and the time was not too short. The red sleeves destined for me a difficult relationship. Many people knew and walked into the red sleeve, and they all came here under the introduction of others. However, I came here by mistake alone in ignorance. An accidental opportunity made me first meet the red sleeves to add fragrance, and a elegant ribbon appeared in front of my eyes, which was the charming symbol of the red sleeves to add fragrance. The simple and elegant lace seems a little scholarly, while the dignified, elegant, fresh and graceful web page attracts my attention and makes me reluctant to leave for a long time. When I watched and read, I suddenly felt an impulse to show myself. Therefore, I couldn’t hold back my inner yearning and registered my account with an inelegant pen name of Shangyu Factory website. Then, I sent my first prose with a nervous mood. The next day I opened the red sleeve and found my own article suddenly. The surprise, surprise and joy at that time were beyond words. In the following days, I will write down some emotional essays on Baidu Space blog, as well as a series of historical articles looking back at my hometown “yesterday’s hundred officials, the travel notes of” a trip to Dubai “were uploaded one after another after some modifications. When I pressed the submit button for the first time, it was a feeling of excitement and anxiety. The earnest expectation and anxious waiting once made me restless, but now I feel a little funny in retrospect. At the beginning of submission, there were a large number of articles that were suggested to modify and reject due to the irregular use of punctuation marks. Later, after accepting the editor’s professional advice, they made great progress, my article was approved by the editor. Words are a combination, which contains my most hot emotions. I typed warm and bold vows, soft words like sea and deep feelings with the keyboard, memories of vicissitudes of life are combined into symphonies of words. In the following days, I traveled freely in the ocean of literature, red sleeves adding fragrance. After I published more than ten articles in the red sleeve Tianxiang, I had my own anthology. That kind of mood is really a little excited and happy! Since the first prose was published on September 27th, 2010, I have published more than 800 articles one after another. I keep writing and scribing, and there are always endless words. I wrote my own songs, poured out my feelings and released my dreams. I had a written love with red sleeves, which also became an indispensable part of my spare time. No matter I am is in the deep desert of a foreign country or in the dreamland of the misty and rainy south, as long as I have the opportunity to surf the Internet, I will open the homepage of adding fragrance to my red sleeves and input my account number to see if my works have been published, does anyone leave any comments for me. I appreciate those exquisite words and feel the thick fragrance of books and ink here. I was drunk in the wine with red sleeves and words, and performed a TV series describing the years of my life. The story did not end or end, when a scene is just beginning, the youth will always be stripped away by the years. Who will have no cracks in the mottled annual rings. The world of mortals annihilated many of my love and sorrow, and the fleeting time also left countless wounds and pains for me. But all of these will slowly slide down to the ground with the words, and after a heavy sigh or two, it will finally turn into a curl of smoke and go away dimly. I used words to smooth my lonely heart, and I used words to tie up my emotional family. How many nights I twined in the words, how many vicissitudes of life I woven with words. I told the aftertaste of life in the fragrance of red sleeves, I recalled with hesitation in the fragrance of red sleeves, and I realized through thinking in the fragrance of red sleeves. Green clothes holding inkstone reminder paper, red sleeves adding fragrance accompanying reading books. Time will take everything away, and time will also leave a lot. What touches me in the fleeting time is the faint fragrance of books and ink added by red sleeves. I enjoy the wonderful life belonging to me between the lines added by red sleeves. Yiyi red sleeve love, reluctant to part. A Song of red sleeves rang in my ears like the sound of nature, penetrating the depth of my soul and dancing my life gently 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…

Listen to birds

There is a big tree outside the office window, and a group of unknown birds perched on the branch. These birds chirped and sang on the branches like a group of innocent and happy children. When I opened the window and saw the twittering birds, I felt a little happy in my heart. I wanted to hear the conversation between them, but I couldn’t understand what they were saying. But I think birds also have languages, but we can’t understand and decode them. Listening to the Bird’s language is a very happy thing. I remember when I was young, when I was mowing grass and cutting firewood with my friends, every time I heard the birds’ cries on the sky or branches, I raised my ears one by one and heard them with great smell. Because we have heard too much, we can still learn to scream a few times, which is really vivid. Those birds began to stare at us blankly when listening to our learning cry. Seeing that we were not malicious, they pecked feathers while chirping, as if they were chatting with us. At that time, I liked birds very much, and also liked listening to birds singing. But because of ignorance, sometimes when I saw the birds’ nest on the tree, I climbed up the tree and caught the birds in that Nest home to feed. Accidentally, the birds were eaten by cats, I really want to be sad for a long time. Birds are human. There are always swallows in the central rooms of rural families. If you are friendly to it, it will whisper on the wall of your central room every year, give birth to children and bring happiness and good luck to your family; If you dislike it, even endangering its nest and children, it will worship you next year and find another master. After leaving my hometown to study and work in the city, I seldom live in the environment of birds and flowers. Therefore, it seems to be a luxury to hear birds chirping and singing. It is difficult for city dwellers to experience the environment with hundreds of birds singing in the countryside. Only when you are on the scene can you have a real feeling. Last spring, a literary friend and I went to the military academy on the bank of Dongting Lake to create works. The friendly birds recalled many of my childhood memories again. When we were walking on the playground, we heard the cuckoo which was in the spring shouting over and over again to cut wheat and plant wo, and saw the flock of birds flying overhead, there is a kind of unspeakable joy and comfort in my heart. It can be said that birds are a group of elves longing for freedom. To some extent, they have purer and firmer souls than human beings. They are united and strong, with strict discipline, and they do not endure humiliation and live in secret in their spirits. It is said that the birds flying from Siberia to the south of our country for the winter all act in groups, and there are also people who explore the way, send letters and look for food. The division of labor is strict and very clear. What kind of communication and communication do they rely on? What kind of command does the head bird rely on, that is, their language. I also heard that some birds would revenge if any of their companions were hurt by human beings, even if they were completely annihilated. Therefore, I respect birds very much and desire human beings to give those elves who yearn for freedom a blue sky and birds the same planet. We should be very friendly friends with them. If we can hear the song of the bird every day, it will undoubtedly add a lot of happiness to our life. However, human beings are so heartless that they always kill these free Elves recklessly. Not? No matter which restaurant you enter, there are many birds placed in birdcage, waiting for judgement at any time. Birds singing freely became delicious food on the table. It can be seen that the cruelty of human beings is really a little hopeless. Like (prose editor: yuiran) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…