Misty Rain Hangzhou

After celebrating the Lantern Festival at home, on February 10, I came to Hangzhou, a long-lost city. I am a very nostalgic person, getting used to everything in the past. The West Wensan Road was still so flowing and bustling. There was a cold current in the air, which was still as strong as before. It seemed that people and things in the city were always in a hurry, there is no time to calm down. On the day I came, there happened to be a little snowflake. I was very excited at that time. I thought I could witness the snow city of Hangzhou after the snow. I had heard that Hangzhou after the snow was very beautiful and emotional, isn’t the broken bridge Canxue famous overseas. However, the god is not beautiful enough. The snowflakes just float a few points, just like a passer-by in a hurry. For half a month, Hangzhou has always been rainy, which makes it difficult for people to adapt to it. The whole city is very humid, like a girl under the misty rain, adding a little mystery, let people have the impulse to explore secrets. I don’t know when I began to like rainy days. I like the fresh air after the rain, the fresh tree after the rain, the figure holding an umbrella in the rain, and the hurried steps. I am the only one to feel it on rainy days, there is a beauty missing around me, the familiar temperature and the unforgettable smile. Living alone in such a large city, a misty and rainy city that makes people have reverie, is it possible that the former partner was beaten away by the rain, along with the West Lake, like a hermit who is tired of urban life, driving the boat, no one knew where she was going, only the raindrops knew, and the trees along the road didn’t know when they started, so they used to house themselves. Without active cells, I am used to being alone, quietly listening to the sound of raindrops, or turning the microphone to the maximum, listening to songs, over and over again, listening too much, tears will always pour out from the corner of my eyes, it seems to be infected by the rain outside the window. The sound of rain was very familiar, like the sound I heard with Shu Juan before, like the scene when Shu Juan and I got wet in the rain, and more like the melody when we walked along Gongqing Street with umbrellas at night. I don’t know why I came to Hangzhou. Everyone knows that I am a sentimental person. How can I stop the beating of my thoughts in such a dusty big city, it was like a wild horse, running forward ceaselessly, with my belief, perhaps to the edge of the Yangtze River, at the foot of the Yellow Crane Tower, the sound of the train, the thick snack flavor of Hubu Lane; maybe they ran to other worlds, where there was a couple, relying on Poyang Lake, watching white cranes flying freely, and the white velvet sheep on the bank many people yearned for Hangzhou, the paradise world on Earth, people living in Hangzhou all have a sense of pride. Indeed, Hangzhou’s reputation is not unique. Hangzhou has many rich people, beautiful women and beautiful scenery, which has always attracted many people’s hearts. As a literature lover, I live in such a misty and rainy Hangzhou. It is indeed a pity that I cannot appreciate her appearance. Hangzhou West Lake is attached to people in the world. Many people come to Hangzhou just for this West Lake. It is a pleasant thing to have a look at her appearance. I used to have the same mood, but now I, like a wounded snail, have no strength to go to that chaotic resort, more like an affectionate Mandarin duck, it only evokes my deep memories, a kind of heart-broken and unforgettable memory. Now I just want to be a tree and stand there forever, because there is my belief of growing up. I like rainy days, just like the rainy and misty weather in Hangzhou. Although people are in a hurry every day, the frequency in my heart is still as rhythmic as the rain outside the window, A little bit of. 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…

Cursory, look at life

What kind of sadness, or grief, accumulates in my heart. Then it melted in the blood, shaking bit by bit. And what is hidden under the words is always my sadness and joy, which can never be touched by others. Therefore, life is gradually enlarged under the words. Life is a stove, burning memory, but constantly burning your ideal with fire. There is no choice either to enter or retreat. Walking back and forth, swaying, stumbling, this is life, hope and despair coexist. Every day, the sunshine rises and falls, which is the best proof. Night is always night, devouring human soul and depriving your memory. True goodness, or beauty and evil are gradually fading away, and all they have is the quietness of a cup of idle tea. There is no doubt that when it comes to life, human nature becomes naked exposed to the sun. From darkness to light, what a great progress this is. Sometimes, when you overlook the distance inexplicably, you always have the illusion that your soul is running, expanding and roaring. Yes, my soul is free, and the natural quietness will always belong to him. In the dark night, if you hold a cup of light green tea and let your eyes place those pages of words casually, what a pleasure it would be! Maybe people will say that you are not escaping? In fact, you don’t know how many people dream of this quiet night! If I give up words, can I leave my sadness behind and bury it in my soul forever. Most of the time, most people want such a life: no past, no memory. Some may only be bohemian. Indeed, people with memories are painful. When recalling and recalling, one will cry secretly. But if you open the window at this moment, it is still so quiet. In the warm night, I was woken up by the wind and could not find comfort. Walking, walking in your own memory, pain or loneliness will definitely control your life. It is so charming and intoxicating to be bold and unrestrained. In the misty rain, it was dyed with autumn color, singing and singing, laughing wildly and crying wildly. And that autumn, who shed tears all over the floor. However, life, what on earth is life, a meaningless chase, or a rebirth outside the wavy world. Fame and benefit, decay and glory, ugliness and evil seem to be circling around life forever. In the vast world, who can really light a green lamp, knock a wooden fish and walk away drizzly? Winter is coming, will spring be far away? Those exciting sentences are still lingering, hovering and singing, indicating the cycle of life and endless life. Life and Death are compulsory courses in life and cannot be avoided. And if one day the words are reversed unintentionally, then it is: Spring is coming, will winter be far away? Or add some sadness and confusion. Some people are busy and pursue fame and wealth all their lives, but in the end, they are deprived of their soul and freedom by fame and wealth. A group of Walking Dead, crying and howling in the world. All things are born with each other. Gold, wood, water, fire, earth. One link, one link, and finally integrated into one, into five elements. Buddhism has a saying: everything cannot be clouded, not clouded. Therefore, the beauty and quietness of all things are hidden in everyone’s body. From this calculation, life is five elements, and all living beings are just a phase in all things. 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…

Hanging in the night sky, miss your heart

When the setting sun gradually lengthens the figure, when the night quietly devours the shadow, when the cold wind passes by with raindrops like crying, when the night slowly falls into silence, I think of you again by accident. Don’t ask I am what reminds me of you, don’t ask me why I remember you, because I can’t tell a truth. Maybe, there is no reason for worrying about it, and maybe there is no reason for missing. Let yourself sit on the clouds, look down, stare, look for your trace, and want to feel your existence. However, I can’t feel you all the time when I have searched the vast world and interspersed with the vast sea of people. After all, is the fate between you and me so short? Is your friendship with me so fragile? Just like the clouds and mist, a heart has no solid feeling, spreading over the boundless night sky, hanging in the air, letting the wind blow and rain, letting the night Swallow, just to worry about you. Time, 1.1 drops of Gone With the Wind; Emotion, a little with time flying; Care seemed contrary, along with day and night of rotation and gradually growth. I still want to ask, is it that I don’t want to miss you, or is your attention that makes me grateful? Did you refuse me in a short letter, or did you and I not belong to the same world? Are your tears holding my sleeves, or are your silent concerns keeping me? I am used to being surrounded by indifference, facing loneliness and being silent behind the world. I hold back the unspeakable missing in my heart, suppress it severely and bury it heartlessly. Turn on the computer and rerread your letters. Sadness gradually fills my heart. Looking at the moving between the lines, it gradually turned into cold and light words, a burst of melancholy, a burst of emptiness, came to my heart. I wanted to write a letter to you, but I was speechless for a long time. I am not unwilling to share joys and sorrows with you, nor to support each other with you. But I don’t know what to say to you. Your silence makes me at a loss; Your indifference makes me doubt myself; However, your care once made me let you go; Your attention once made me unable to let go. Suddenly, I find that I don’t know you well enough. If you are destined to just pass by, then I would rather choose never to meet you, because I can’t stand the pain of losing. If everything is arranged by fate, then fate will tease me again. Once confused, I thought that I had found a habitat and had a support, but it turned out to be just a mirage. The years run over by time leave much loss after expectation. There are always thousands of threads locked between the eyebrows. Leaning against the window through the fence, looking at the falling raindrops outside the window quietly, missing rising with the wind, spreading out his hands and blowing strings of instructions in the wind, hoping that the wind could pass through time and space and be sent to you. Maybe, I shouldn’t have appeared in your life; Maybe, you shouldn’t have replied to my letters; Maybe, God just wanted to make my experience as quiet as water and let me have nothing to desire; perhaps this is just a nightmare. But I think, after a rainy day, the rainbow will surely appear. Although it is only a moment of splendor, it will remain in my heart forever, just like the footprints you left, everlasting. 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…

Dies of memory

One summer in 1985, my mother went to my grandma’s house. We hadn’t seen her for a long time, and we missed her very much. My brother and I went to the place of turtle ao, and chose to go to the player’s house on a big stone beside he Yaowei’s house. I felt bored after playing for a long time, the sun was going down. With the coming of dusk, we gradually thought of mom. Suddenly, my brother put forward his own idea and told me: a CHENG! We won’t go back, will we go to grandma’s? I said: Oh! Why don’t you tell Dad? Let’s go! Brother said: you are stupid! Why are you talking to dad? I told him, can we go to get it? I said: Oh! Brother said okay! Let’s go down the mountain! In this way, we walked down the hill along the downhill road. When we reached the pavilion, we ran into my second elder brother (a cousin, because he was studying in junior high school at that time, happened to meet us on the way), he asked us: a CHENG! Appin! You go there? My brother and I said: go to grandma’s house! At that time, the second elder brother thought we were joking, so he ignored us. He went home climbing the mountain with his schoolbag on his back (I said later when I heard my parents’ narration: just for this thing, my uncle almost killed my second elder brother, saying that he didn’t pull us back, or that he shouldn’t hide the truth and didn’t tell my father and grandfather. When we walked to the bank of the lake source Mountain and came to the side of the lake source mountain road circling near hengcha Ridge, the sunshine gradually went out, and gradually became dim. Fortunately, in the dark night, we have already seen a round moon hanging in the high altitude, so we don’t feel scared at night; At the beginning, they talked and laughed, as if they were not tired, we were so funny that we didn’t want to stay at home at all. At that time, meeting our mother was our biggest idea. We walked forward forever until we were tired. When I couldn’t walk beside Huyuan highway, my brother encouraged me to say: a CHENG! We come on! As long as we work hard, we will be home soon! I was tired and said to my brother: Brother! I can’t walk any more! I want to rest! My brother smiled at me, hesitated in his mouth and said: Yes! Okay! Let’s just have a rest, okay? I said: OK! We sat on the road pier beside the road, looking at the Blue Sky under the night sky, counting stars in every corner of the sky, as if we suddenly walked to the astronomer Zhang Heng in Han dynasty when he was young, I had a dream of being an astronomer, but it was a pity that I was still very young at that time. I didn’t know what science was, what astronomical knowledge was, and what the meaning of astronomy was. But at that time, I counted the stars all to reduce the tired confusion. Maybe I also wanted to play at that time, and I became curious about the stars all because of my ignorance. My brother looked at me tired. He led me to the side of the river of Huyuan River and picked up a stone in the grass along the road, then he made a pose and threw a stone out to Hanoi in the lake source stream. The Stone made a few stumps in the river and then disappeared. I asked my brother curiously: Brother! Brother! How did you practice this skill? Did you teach me? Brother said: try it yourself, and you will! I also picked up a stone and threw it into the river just like my brother, so I wouldn’t jump into the river like my brother. When I was still confused without head and brain, my brother said: OK! I will teach you next time, but do you want to listen to me now? I said: That so Ah! Oh! Listen to you! Brother said: OK! We will leave, otherwise we will not be able to go to grandma’s house at dawn, OK? I said: OK! We started to walk one after another. Until we entered the village in the dead of night, we met an old man who was four or five years old. He pulled a two-wheel car and didn’t know what was in the car, I just saw that he covered it with a plastic cloth and tied it tightly with rope. After I glanced at him, he talked to us, and he asked: Hey! Are you two kids! Go there in the middle of the night, get up, get on my car, how about I pull you? We didn’t respond to him, and he approached and said to us: why do you ignore me? I am not a liar, and I will not turn you around. My home is just ahead. I think you are tired of walking and want to take you a ride. My brother and I went straight away, as if we didn’t see them, he was still looking at us with his head down and said: either go to my house, or you can live in our house when you come to my house, you are on the road early tomorrow morning. It’s OK to ask me to take you on the road. Just tell me the address. Seeing that we didn’t say anything to him, he shook his head and left. The two of us are still on our way, and we don’t know when it is now. Our stomachs are also snore. I said: Brother! I am already hungry and want to eat. My brother said: I am hungry too. I couldn’t stand it because of being hungry. Besides, the shop doors were closed, and the residential houses on both sides of the village road could not see the lights. There was no figure in the middle of the road and the alley of the alley, it seemed that the old man was right. It was already late at night, and there was no light in the family. I felt uncomfortable in my heart, so I blamed my brother and said: Brother! Brother! You hurt me. I haven’t been to grandma’s house yet. I’m hungry now. What do you think? Did I hurt you badly? My brother said to me angrily: How do I know this kind of thing will happen? I don’t know what to do now. What can I do? Now the door is closed, what do you ask me to do now? Yes! I am told you to come! But you agree with it yourself. How can you blame me now? Besides, you walk so slowly that you always say you are exhausted. What can I do? After being scolded by my brother, I sobbed, as if I didn’t want to take care of my brother. I sat there wiping my tears and didn’t want to move. My brother looked at me sadly, he comforted me and said: OK! Don’t be angry with your brother. It’s because your brother is not good. I shouldn’t take you down, which makes you unable to go home and sleep, and makes you hungry with me here. Brother said sorry to you, can you forgive him? Let’s go! Otherwise, we will spend the night here, OK! My good brother! Since I was comforted by my elder brother again and again, I felt much better. We started to move forward again. We went through another village after walking. I don’t know what village this is probably called, maybe when we went through the road of this village, we seemed to see another village from the distant shadow. Just like this village, the lights were off in the dark of wuqiba, as if we could not see anything clearly. When I turned back and looked at the back, a shadow came from my back, still holding a flashlight, running slowly from my sight. I couldn’t see who it was. I said to my brother: Brother! Brother! There is a figure running back, I don’t know who it is. Brother said: What do you care about him? Let’s go with us. He will go with him. I said: Oh! But I was still not at ease. I still wanted to see what happened. I turned back and looked around. The figure became clearer and clearer. Later I thought it was my father’s back. I said to my brother: Brother! Brother! It seems that dad is here. Brother said: Nonsense, how could it be dad? I said: It’s true! Brother said: impossible, how could dad come after him? Looking back fiercely, dad really stood behind him. He knocked on his brother’s head and found a restaurant in the market town behind my back, I don’t know whether this restaurant is all night or we just met at the closing time. In short, the door of this restaurant has not been closed. My brother and I had dinner here. After dad paid for us, he took us directly to grandma’s house. According to dad’s memory, the night we went to Grandma’s House, the town of Changkou was just flooded, so Dad had to lead my brother and me to detour to the town of Changkou, it took a long way to get to grandma’s house. When my father carried me to the door of grandma’s house, my brother and I knocked at the door together and shouted to the door again and again: Grandma! Grandma! Because of summer, the air in the room was particularly stuffy. Grandma and mom slept directly in the hall on the first floor, so they could easily hear our voice, we woke up in the half-awake and half-asleep state. Grandma got up and shouted: Grandma! Is us! Please open the door! Mom seemed to hear our voice coming, so she stood up and said to Grandma: who else? Your nephew is here! Grandma welcomed out and opened the door. As soon as she entered the door, Grandma nagged, “You are so late! My father told my grandmother and mother what had happened. My grandmother said, “you two children are really disobedient. You two came to my house in the middle of the night and didn’t worry about your grandparents, this kind of thing is not allowed in the future, otherwise your parents will be anxious. I said: Oh! Grandma said: Have you eaten that meal? Dad said: I ‘ve eaten it. I ate it in Datian market town. Since the store was about to close, I went to talk about it and sympathized with us, he fried two bowls of fried rice with eggs for both of them. Grandma said: let’s sleep! Dad said: I want to go back. Grandma said: why go back so late? Dad said: they are still waiting at the foot of the mountain. I have to give them a message to go back to save them from worry. Grandma said: whatever you want! Be careful on the road a bit. Dad said: I know. He left. When my father left, I cried. My grandmother asked me: What’s wrong with you? Why are you crying? I said: Grandma! I want to go back with my dad. Grandma said: go back, go back there, go back there at midnight? What do you want to do if you don’t sleep well? I cried. When my grandmother turned off the light, I felt more sleepless here. My mother comforted me and said: OK! Don’t cry! Isn’t it good to go home tomorrow? Grandma also interrupted: Isn’t Grandma’s family good? Why do you have to go home? You really make grandma angry, you are too naughty. I said: Grandma! Mom! I can’t sleep here. I want to go home. Why don’t you let me go back with my father? Mother said angrily, “Why is your child disobedient? Where will you go back in the midnight! Grandma’s home is your present home. Now you give me a good sleep. Otherwise, I will take you out. No matter you are, you will come back if you like, I won’t find you even if you are missing. Crying, I really fell asleep. Until dawn, my mother took me and my brother home. 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…

2011, White season

On the Broken Bridge and the West Lake Bank, who is the cold moonlight on the river. Withered Lotus residual, Saibei days, equal shares to Jiangnan. In December, only a few fallen leaves shook the fleeting year carelessly, and the whole city fell into a barren land. 1.{There is no pity for the flowers falling by the Broken Bridge on the Yi Road. Why does the flower people go to the other side of the year after year} on that day, Juanzi suddenly sent a sentence on Q: YZ, I feel there is no passion in life. Dear, I wish I am a candle light. Although it can only shine slightly, it can guide the lost people and make the vulnerable people no longer confused. I want to comfort you, like a wise man, like an experienced old man, but I am a little girl just entering the society like you, and have the same melancholy as you. Dear, I want you to get out of your confusion and meet someone who knows you and can make good use of you, so as to give full play to your intelligence and wisdom. You are quick-witted and eloquent, and I will never be able to catch up with you. As you said, life is too short, how can we take every step in this short life, then when I recall it one day in the future, I will not regret for wasting my time, nor be ashamed for doing nothing? I have been thinking, thinking. I still remember the days when I sat at the same table in junior three. At that time, we looked at the stubborn weeds outside and sighed for a long time; We wrote letters in high school, and at that time I became a stamp collector, perhaps what is collected is not stamps, but a mood. Later, in the three years of university, we were all lonely and happy in our own world, and there were only two or three letters back and forth. It was such a faint friendship stretching till now, thick and pure. Since Li graduated from Shanghai, she seldom contacted her. Hearing that Juanzi said that she worked in a newly opened hospital in the county, she sincerely wished that she could find what she wanted, I know Li has been pursuing it. We are ordinary people who are not willing to live a mediocre life, so we leave the fleeting time behind us in the struggle and contradiction. Yulian has become a mother. I think she is the happiest among the four of us. Find a good person and get married. What a real word. People who wish happiness will continue to be happy, and those who haven’t found happiness will see happiness at the next stop. Mom said: life is made. Predecessors also said: The road is coming out step by step. But I am really scared. I am afraid that only myself standing alone in the wind and rain will still achieve nothing in the one-way street of my life after my years pass away. Sometimes I also said to myself, “Why do you think so much? Many friends around you are also like this, and they will not be so alarmist. Just walk slowly. Juanzi also said that she wanted to find a way to make money quickly. Dear, what else can we do except struggle? I remember that Yu Minhong once said in an entrepreneurship speech: who said that everyone is equal in the face of opportunities? New Oriental believes that the spiritual property of personal struggle and success will always be poor and rich. On the vast shore of life, you should proudly tell the world that you have pursued and struggled. You have never given up hope and never stopped fighting for a glorious life. And the world that has created everything will also answer you proudly and happily: as long as you struggle constantly, life will eventually be brilliant. This passage is given to you as well as yourself. Let’s encourage ourselves by this! There are always too many ups and downs on the road of life. Those helpless things will eventually become the past. Bury all the wounds in the fleeting time. Don’t look back! You must believe in yourself. As long as you find the right way, work hard and make progress, you can also find hope in despair. Ordinary life will eventually shine brightly. 2.{Relying on the threshold of winter, my thoughts are coming and going in the wind, and what is roaring is loneliness} if there is love in this world, why are there still breaking up? Love is not unreliable, but too precious. It is too difficult to start from day to day. Wang Guozhen once said that the road of life was rugged and bumpy. It was really not easy to maintain the initial romance. If love and friendship can only choose one of them, then I will choose friendship without hesitation. Love can withstand strong winds and waves, but can not hide the details of life; Although friendship is plain, it can withstand the wind and rain. The long stream of water is the love in real life. Only in the long life can you realize whether he or she is the one who will accompany you through the long life. But when you really realize it, when the test is over, the whole life is almost over, so love cannot be tested by marriage, because the cost is a lifetime, or half a lifetime. No matter love or friendship, as long as there is love in your heart, it will be beautiful. Like words, it is a gap in the soul. Many thoughts that cannot be confided to relatives and friends can be transformed into words. My words are for strangers and myself. I don’t like my relatives and friends to read my words. I am afraid that they will catch the footprints of my thoughts jumping in the space of words. I am afraid that they will understand the heart that is not known to him, after all, I need to have my own private space. I have always been an unfettered person, who is free to come and go and can afford it. Although sometimes I am infatuated and never forget it, I can do it without hesitation. It is still the same as when I was a child. I don’t like to compare with others. I just do myself simply and coldly. On that day, a friend who was engaged in editing asked me if I had the idea of doing freelance writing, and he also said that he doubted whether he would bring me into the book industry. I laughed and said, just follow the fate, don’t go wrong. In fact, I have always known myself a few kilos and a few taels. After all, Taoism is very shallow, expressing only the ego, just a world of ordinary children. He told me that he was going to publish a book about writing women, and the outline was also listed, but he still didn’t know where to start. I told him not to write deliberately, but to stand in the crowd and surpass the crowd. I recommended uncle Zhai’s blog to him, so that he could see Uncle Zhai’s drunken love Red Group. I dare not say it will be useful to him, but I am sure he will gain a lot after reading it. What comes to red sleeves is more to pass the time and cultivate your sentiment. Some of the essays that participated in the red sleeve Forum were not for entertainment, but just for a lively scene. They just wrote such an article, so they went to make up their numbers. I feel the most in beauty, because there is still a responsibility there, please forgive me, sometimes I am very serious. I am still persistent for you in the virtual world, which is to maintain a pure land in my heart and to open up another wasteland in my life. Spring goes to winter, waiting silently, even if you just come to see nothing. That’s all. {In fact, it is very implicit, in fact, it is very restrained, I don’t know how high it is, it is just stubborn.} Day and night turn prosperous and lonely game in this city I am you used to be too desolate and too long, what can I use to kill the boring time? The light starlight at night, I looked up and saw the beautiful moon. Has the Guanghan Palace ever changed? Those people and things in memory sink into the bottomless ocean in the heart, those ideals that once persisted silently and those beliefs that once remained unchanged, are they all right now? The wind in a cold night cannot open the door of my heart full of dust. You are the past that I cannot mention. The night alternates with the day. They have a tacit understanding. They exist and stay together in a special way. There is no loneliness, no boredom, and more importantly, there is no separation. How can I spend the idle time at night and day? It is also a pastime to watch movies and TV plays to kill time. Recently, I have been watching Qian Duoduo’s marriage notes. Maybe watching such TV series can make people feel beautiful and warm. Although she knew that she was not Qian Duoduo, she had a good job. Although she didn’t become a director and was fired by others, a thin camel was bigger than a horse, at least she also had Xu Fei who was both a junior and a superior, and once pursued her. Later I positioned myself as Yuanyuan. Although she was a little silly in the eyes of ordinary people, when she saw her abandoning her rural partner and coming to Beijing alone, she gradually began to learn and find a job, xu Fei was sitting alone on the road after she failed to submit her resume to sister Duoduo’s company. What she said instantly made me burst into tears: I just want to have a foothold in this city, just like sister Duoduo …… when I have money, I will send my parents to Beijing as well. It was a simple and simple idea, and I was deeply shocked by her at that moment. I think a person who is persistent in striving for his dream will always be beautiful. People and things of the company are rarely mentioned in words. The reason is very simple, you can guess. Recently, I can see sister Ma’s mood in the space at every day. Generally, there are only two words to get up. The weather was getting colder and colder, and suddenly I remembered the office workers who were crowded in the subway and bus. Suddenly I felt a little distressed about them, and I was most afraid of winter, although at this time I could only shrink in the small room without heating pitifully, but at least commute without go out. Sister Ma is a little fat. Doudou likes to call her aunt Doraemon, which is a lovely nickname. Women are beautiful because they are cute, not because they are beautiful. I think this sentence is very suitable for sister Ma. Sister Ma is a person who seems careless but is actually very careful, and she is also very good at speaking. I really admire her from the bottom of my heart. I know whether it is my colleague or my roommate, they all have places where I need to learn. Maybe I should really thank them. After all, in this strange city, the long season is accompanied by them. I hope we can all be well in the future world. In fact, it is very implicit and restrained. I am not clear about my height, but just stubborn. I have always been a child who is not good at expressing, and I like to explain all my moods with words. After all, life is too short to be brave, not too high! Whatever you want, but you really don’t want to go against yourself. Sometimes I wonder what will happen in the end, and I don’t know what I insist on. Yes, what will happen in the end? Is it lonely or happy life? Like (prose editor: prose online) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

A person’s night

Originally, I wanted to sleep in the dormitory alone at night. I didn’t want to sleep when I lay down after work. Later, I was woken up by my colleagues who didn’t have a snack. It seemed that there was something unfinished that made me get up casually, when I heard this song when I was not sleepy, many things had become notes of the night after being immersed. Walking out of the quiet long night in the frog sound of the headset, many voices had gone away. The familiar person, the familiar villages and streets left in the dark sound box, and many happy smiling faces dispersed in the fireworks. They wanted to smoke a cigarette, in the burning past, I vaguely recall the passing youth and vague old events, as well as the figure that can only be recalled in the dead of night. All of these dispersed to the night sky in the sound of Soothing flute. I think I am still living in my own soul, walking in the silent night sky. I think the soul I am waiting for is still waving a flag in the Ethereal. I want to catch up with her. The night is too dark, I couldn’t see her face clearly. I was still looking for her. In fact, she was not in the notes of the night at all. She had disappeared in the horizon. Looking at the lamp tube at night, the white wall and the hot laptop and screen, we actually live in the unreal text of the Internet. The sound of tapping the keyboard can be heard faintly. I don’t belong to myself in this dark night. I think my heart is not indifferent and lonely in the dark night. But I couldn’t fall asleep. My mind was like a river flowing endlessly. I was the floating grass in the river. Night mood like first snow fleet, snow, Between the white town and the village, I stood alone and devoutly on the platform where I went home, sitting quietly by the window of the train, watching the snow gathering on the track, which condensed my wish for winter, how far is the way home? I saw the ferry in my hometown village staying in the embrace of snowflakes. It was a pure fairy tale world and dream, and I forgot to leave a precious thing in the noisy city, the wind and frost flashed before my eyes. The girl wearing the red scarf left a long platform and finally became a little light, lighting a lonely night. I landed in the dark, the white snow light lit up my way home. The lights were dim. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the city had become blurred. I hoped to land on the eaves of my hometown like a snowflake, when the sun came out, it melted like running water. The man was already outside the sky. I couldn’t think clearly. I had to forget it before I could relax. So all the changes are ethereal and distant, nothing is no longer important, ethereal, desire in the sky without a trace, depressed for a long time in my heart with clouds dissipated, those familiar smiles flowing in front of my eyes, like the meteor shower passing through the sky, the beloved woman looked back and waved her hands. The beautiful dimples were scattered on the sky in the afternoon, and there were also unprinted lips. The Heaven and Earth were passing through mountains and streams, in the jungle and Green Beach, life is so remote and long, crossing the mountains and mountains, walking further and further, in the heaven on earth. The canyon is vast and boundless, and life is originally hard and circuitous, reflecting the broadness and depth of the universe. It stays with the wind, and is self-contained. The Heart is accompanied by clouds, and people go with the shadow. Everything goes with the fate, and the source. At four o’clock in the morning, there was no sleepiness. In fact, sleeping too much was meaningless to me. Many nights were used to writing something to bid farewell to this kind of living condition, preferring to live happily, I don’t want to go with the flow. I would rather stay up late to see my soul than live in a form and strange mode without thoughts and characters. In fact, I am not used to this kind of life. If I want to change myself, I have to find a better breakthrough. At dawn, I have to get used to my daily work and life. Everyone never gets used to starting like this. That’s Life. No matter whether you accept the sun rising on the horizon or not, the morning bird starts to sing. I can’t understand the singing. Life lies in sports. I ran a few laps on the playground, I feel a little hungry, ha ha, the day begins again. 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…

Recent happiness

Looking at the end of this holiday, I know that we all have to go back to that place to continue our dreams. Time is like a fast-flowing water, and none of us knows where it will run in the end. I can only cherish the happiness in my hands and live a better life with it. After working for a week, I earned a few hundred yuan, and gradually witnessed some people’s affairs. Sometimes I will encounter annoying people and things, but I still want to laugh foolishly and don’t get angry with anyone. There were too many unworthy people in this world, so I began to learn to live calmly. After returning home, I met some people and tried hard not to let myself feel sorry. The world was so crowded and fast that I didn’t know who would be there as soon as I turned around. With the gradually crowded scenery, we all forgot the beauty of walking. Whether the fish will be lonely or not, it will wander back and forth in the water, and the eyes will see you too far and too close, which will always be ignored by you. It looks like half a year ago, with new playmates, I don’t know if loneliness will remain. Its home is in Enshi, but I can’t take it back. I often want to look at those feelings in those years and the things in the diary. How unforgettable it will be. Books are still my favorite. When I was alone, I was very lucky to have happy memories. Only when Laifu is sick can his family think of its goodness. For eight years, dogs, like people, have accumulated a lot of memories. We often forget the happiness of the nearest place until we lose it, only then do we want to come again, which will be cherished. It is sunny and rainy. Like Enshi, it is difficult for this city to have a blue sky, but once it appears, it must be the most charming. On the stop-and-go Road, I often get lost. There are so many forks, thank you for being around me. I want to go to some places and continue my favorite wandering. I started to plan my study and life in the next year and wanted to arrange it in advance, so that I wouldn’t be at a loss. Life is a circle, and we don’t know where it will always be. If you are too lazy for a long time, you will suddenly be unaccustomed to it. If you are not accustomed to the approach of your mother, you will often cry, not sad, but just want to cry. Sometimes it is too simple and ignorant, DSLR is a kind of hate. Sitting in the pirate ship in the Old Square, I forgot to worry. The spinning wind was roaring in my ears. I looked at each of them around me and screamed back and forth. My voice was blocked in my throat and could not be sent out from beginning to end. I have been lonely for too long and started not to struggle. Listening to the wind and rain, listening to the sound of you scattered in my ears, I slowly recall that period of time by myself and exchange it with my whole life. Plant flowers, plant grass, plant all the hopes of this year. Dream is a kind of light, with the brightest fire. Looking at the fragrant days in the pages, I suddenly expect a quiet rain, the simple happiness jumping along the tip of hair, his “Hello Tomorrow”, his “get used to loneliness”, my “grow up and become lonely”, milk coffee, singing our lonely mind. A cup of tea in the transparent glass, you can never see its bitterness, ups and downs, just like life, it is inevitable to rise and fall, I look at their still indulged distressed eyes, squander, of course, I have been arguing willfully. White hair, wrinkles, so old, without my horizon, who can accompany you to the cape! Occasionally I would listen to sad songs in a quiet night, and the lonely wind outside the window pounced on the other side of the mountain from one side of the mountain. Occasionally I would still think of those faces, and the sadness of frowning eyebrows was still so obvious, sometimes I suffer from insomnia, but I still feel bitterly cold when I tighten the quilt alone, sometimes I feel uneasy, sometimes I become mature, sometimes I feel indifferent, sometimes I think it is a kind of punishment and atonement, just think that I am still thinking about it, missing your good, but don’t want to go back. 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…

To sunshine

I will continue to stay with this city in another way 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…

Hope, at the next intersection

I will continue to stay with this city in another way 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…

Went to the window?

I am used to standing in front of the window and staring at the distance, letting my thoughts float in the wind. All sorrow and resentment turn into floating clouds and drift far away to the sky. Impatient Heart, want to find a peace; Tired people, want to find a place to rest. Suddenly one day, I found that my heart could fly from the window here. Turn into a bird instantly and spread its wings into the sky; Or turn into a floating cloud to pursue more freedom; Maybe you turn into a breeze again, blowing away all the sorrow; You can also turn into a green leaf, enjoy the beauty of life. Therefore, the window became the paradise of the most beautiful dream! I was so bored that I went to the window and let everything outside the window cover up. Looking up at the blue sky, it was so quiet and lofty. Occasionally, there will be a trace of white clouds on the horizon. But it will disappear gradually soon. Just like a little ripples suddenly appeared on the calm lake surface, but eventually those twists and turns would still return to the original point. The impatient heart suddenly lost its annoyance. Happy, walking to the window, all the moments outside the window made my heart become a bright space. The leaves in the sunset are also full of green. Even at this time, the withered branches seem to shine with strange halo in the sun. The birds flying away from the branches occasionally echoed with gentle strings in the air. Even if you reach out and touch the cold window glass at this moment, your heart will not feel too cold. The happy heart is so warm. Get used to it, then walk to the window, let all thoughts fly away. Even if you feel sad, as long as you walk to the window and face it sincerely, everything outside the window will always make your heart intoxicated. So no longer sad, no longer cry. Even if you shed tears, it has turned into water with the raindrops outside the window. Not to mention this winter, it is enough to condense sadness. Walking to the window, the sadness was smoothed; Walking to the window, I forgot the boredom; Walking to the window, tears turned into water; Walking to the window, my heart slowly returned to its original position. Before the window, let your heart calm; Before the window, let your dream fly; Before the window, let your love have no regrets. Walking to the window, you gain peace; Walking to the window, you gain Liaoyuan; Walking to the window, you gain happiness and leisure. If you are really bored, please go to the window and have a look at the blue sky, let the white clouds drift away with your heart. If you are really sad, please go to the window and have a look at the open grassland, let the wind bring your heart to infinity. Walk to the window, and you will find that the cold window glass is also very warm! Walk to the window, and you will find: immature birds can also fly to the blue sky! Walk to the window and you will find: there is a wider sky outside the window! 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…