Also said gain and loss

I divide gains and losses into internal gains and losses and external gains and losses. The inner gains and losses point to one’s heart, which is related to one’s spiritual quality, as well as one’s inner harmony and peace. External gains and losses point to a person’s external life, which is related to a person’s image and face, as well as a person’s material life. Most of the time, the internal gains and losses and the external gains and losses cannot be harmoniously unified. They often have contradictions and conflicts, which leads to people’s inner troubles and confusion. Nowadays, people talk a lot about gains and losses, but it seems that there is no clear demarcation in my mind about gains and losses. To be honest, I have never thought about the issue of gain and loss. I feel that I have received a lot of warmth and love from the world, but I have never felt what I have lost. Perhaps, my wonderful childhood has passed, but I have not lost it in my own life; Perhaps, the person I love leaves me,, I didn’t have her in my life; She came into my life, no matter how long or short the time was, that was I had her. I once saw such a story that a fisherman only played a net of fish every day and then lay on the beach to bask in the sun. A reporter went to interview him. The Reporter said that you could fish more every day. The old fisherman who was basking in the Sun asked the reporter; Then what? The reporter said, in this way, you can have a big fish boat one year later. The old man asked, and then what? The journalist talked about his ideal endlessly, and finally the journalist said: Ten years later, you will own a fleet! The old man asked: And then? The reporter said, then you can lie on the beach and bask in the sun as you are now. The old man said: I will do it now! In the reporter’s opinion, it is good to fish a lot, but in the old man’s opinion, in this way, he will lose a lot of good times in the sun. For the same thing, in different people’s eyes, some people think it is good, while others think it is loss. So, how can we weigh and reject our gains and losses? I think this is a question without a fixed answer. All gains and losses are related to a person’s spiritual quality, values, outlook on life, world outlook and so on. As far as I am concerned, I prefer to be the fisherman lying on the beach in the sun. I once wrote such a passage in “life, life”: children’s life is very happy, and children’s happiness lies in that they will not get tired of playing. Of course, children’s happiness also lies in simplicity. A few random rough sticks can make children enjoy great spiritual enjoyment. Children’s happiness also lies in not caring about it. People who just fought yesterday will also be good playmates today. Of course, the most fundamental reason for children’s happiness is that there is a warm spiritual home in their hearts, which is the parents in their hearts. However, adults are unhappy most of the time. The most fundamental reason why adults are unhappy is that they lose their spiritual homes without knowing how to do it. For adults, spiritual home may be love, career, or an event. In short, there are too many possibilities for adults to lose their spiritual home, once this family is lost, happiness will disappear. There is a saying that don’t feel that you have lost anything, because you have nothing at all. It seems to comfort those who have lost their spiritual homes. However, the fact is that the spiritual family was originally born, but later it was lost! In my opinion, if a person keeps his inner spiritual home intact all the time, he should have nothing to lose, and at the same time, there will be not many people who want to get. At this moment, I am listening to the voice from the bottom of life in the silent night. I don’t feel that my life has lost anything, nor do I feel that I have gained anything. Maybe time has gone, but I have gained the warmth and love of the world in the lost time; Maybe the night is getting deeper and deeper, and I will enjoy the warm sunshine when a new dawn comes. 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…

Lantern Day

In the evening, I walked with my niece to send my daughter back to her hometown. After celebrating the Lantern Festival in his sister’s house, his brother-in-law had a poor waist, so he intended to send someone to drive his daughter to his hometown to attend her cousin’s wedding tomorrow. But my daughter proposed to walk home by herself. There are three miles, not far or near. The mother and daughter walked all afternoon, but they were completely exhausted in the moonlight tonight. I haven’t walked home for a long time. Walking aimlessly is actually my hobby. Nowadays, the road has changed a lot, because a canal has been opened and an overpass has been built. It is the first time for me to walk on this bridge. I used to go home mostly by my brother-in-law’s car. I heard that the villagers were complaining, and it brought a lot of inconvenience to the villagers when going in and out. But the night view at night is very beautiful, but no one is watching the scenery on this bridge. Standing on the bridge, an Xiang village was hidden in the night. It was already over at night. The Clear Lake water under the bridge was sparkling, and the lake surface was calm and deep, reflecting thousands of lights, A little light on the surface of the water makes a poem colorful. My daughter kept shooting night scenes with the digital camera in her hand, exclaiming the photo effect again and again. Shooting scenery flash at night is invalid, but there is no tripod, so we can only place it on the plane stone of the bridge. A round of silent moon was in the sky, and the fireworks were blooming from the sky constantly, colorful and colorful, which dressed the Lantern Festival sky in festive costumes. What a beautiful night scene, the wind is warm, and there is no cold winter. The spring is getting stronger and stronger. The soft wind gently kisses her face and blows her daughter’s elegant hair. The two cousins take photos and take photos happily. Looking at the beautiful daughter and niece, it turns out that this spring belongs to them. When she sent her daughter to the entrance of the village, she said reluctantly: when will I see her again? I know she will go back to school soon. There was an emotion aimed at separation. She fell from me and grew up in her arms until she could walk independently and then fly high with long wings. Looking at my daughter’s slender and well-proportioned figure, I always think of her age. In fact, my daughter and I are the same model. Her aesthetics, her behaviors and words, her personality characteristics, she had melancholy eyes …… the genetic wonders sometimes really felt speechless. Today, I spent the whole afternoon shopping with her, and I am couldn’t buy a piece of clothes. My daughter had a fancy windbreaker of 13,000, which was a Korean-style student Series. Of course it’s very good to wear, the price is a little high, she must like it, I bought it for her. Sometimes I often wear it once or twice and will not ignore it. I feel it is a waste. It was also me who spoiled her. I always felt that I owed her and tried my best to make up and satisfy her. Apart from several brands he bought for me before, I have not been so extravagant for a long time. My daughter said I was slightly fat. I always think it is people who wear clothes, not clothes. I used to wear it casually, but now I’m not satisfied with it. Dressing up also needs capital. If you have good conditions, you can easily get the desired effect. Spring belongs to children, and the continued beauty is also my comfort. Going out at noon today, my daughter made an appointment to wait for me in the downtown. Outside the car window all the way, I saw the gentle willow wind dancing lightly on the shore. I haven’t been out for a long time, and spring is coming unconsciously. I feel a poem: hanging Yang only causes the spring breeze, and he once tied up with pedestrians. There are piles of light green on the Riverside, which seem to be if there is nothing, piled up lightly on the willow branches, like the green gauze, and the light color is a touch of green in early spring, which is really poetic. Spring the most beautiful, yaokan grass close but non-hazy, beauty reserved elegant. Waking up from the intoxication, the moving car left the intoxicating poetry behind her ruthlessly. Driving into the city full of high-rise buildings, only crowded people and cars came and went, but began to be confused. Fortunately, there was a daughter beside him, who was less and less fond of wandering among people, I am afraid that I will drown my tiny self. On the Street of yuanxiao, we met on Sunday. There were so many people that we didn’t even have a meal at noon. In the steak restaurant that we had been used to going to, the waiter regarded us as the stairs, saying that we had to queue up for registration when we were full. I don’t like waiting for my daughter alone in the street. I hung up the room and sat in the lounge waiting for her. I called her and said she was still washing her hair at home. I had to wait quietly. When my daughter came, I hadn’t lined up yet. I still left without any hurry. I went to many restaurant stores and squeezed out of the door. Then in a, barely ate a meal, and daughter talked 1-hour days, I always said to her daughter age small can’t love,-today daughter said, it is a failure not to fall in love before the age of 18. Only when you fall in love can you have enough experience to understand the opposite sex. My daughter also asked me: are love and marriage two different things? I said that love certainly took marriage as the former purpose. But my daughter doesn’t think so. She said earlier that she had grown up, and she would take care of herself no matter how much I bother. Tired of walking and difficult to take a taxi, my daughter likes to take a tricycle. When I went to the flower and bird market, I already had big bags and dry mouth, so I finally found a place to buy mineral water. My daughter said that she was tired and waited at the corner of the exit. I went in with water and bought a basin of cactus, I couldn’t find the exit in a flash, even lost a bottle of water, and forgot it in the flower booth. I am a person without a sense of direction. I often can’t find the exit or the gate when I enter the mall alone. I often sit on the platform by bus, and sometimes when I arrive at the terminal, I need the driver to remind me: where are you going? I can’t open it any more. I woke up suddenly. Put into a state and forget everything. It was already 5:30 when I came back to my store. My sister’s restaurant chef hadn’t been found yet. One of them left, and her son was not well. I cooked 2 dishes, and made a fool of myself. The dishes are salty and can’t be eaten. A plate is fried bacon with asparagus and a handful of salt. A pot of fried eggs with tomatoes makes it salty even if sugar is added. I could do it before. I haven’t cooked it for a long time, so I can’t grasp the degree. Finally, my sister made a crab fish head soup and steamed a pot of sauce dog meat. A table of good dishes, no one to drink, brother-in-law waist is not good, can not drink for the time being, to be honest, no drinking at the table, really lack of atmosphere, there are several children chattering, still lively, after eating a large bowl of tangyuan, the bottom of the Bowl was as bright as the moon tonight. 2010.3.6 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…

Kapok leaves

Spring in Shenzhen seems to come earlier than in other cities. As soon as the cold weather of spring festival passed, kapok spitting flower stamens could not wait to bloom with the temperature rising. Kapok leaves fall in spring, and tired and old yellow leaves slowly fall in the spring breeze, which is quite similar to the scenery in autumn in the north. It is amazing that there are huge red flowers on the bare branches! At first, I knew kapok, a flower tree, from Shu Ting’s poem “To Oak” two or ten years ago. If we only understand it literally, it is hard to imagine that kapok flowers will be this attractive red. It is like experiencing the tolerance, implication and gestation of a winter, and showing its beauty and enthusiasm in spring. I was once excited to know kapok trees, because kapok always reminds me of the cotton trees in my hometown. When the flowers bloom, the white and soft cotton clusters look like a gentle woman, there is always an impulse to touch and comfort it. When I first came to Shenzhen, I heard that there were kapok trees here, so I wanted to know them to compare with kapok trees in my impression, but there was always no chance. Until my husband took us to the center of this city three years ago, there was a bustling street downstairs, and the kapok trees that my heart yearned for were planted on both sides of the street. When Kapok is blooming, I always like to stand on the balcony and look at the kapok trees downstairs for a long time. The blooming flowers, in the implicit sunshine of spring, are so presumptuous, so wild, so impressive! Unfortunately, the flowering period of Kapok is not long. Although there are kapok on both sides of the street, the flowering period is different at the same time. Trees without shelter around the sunshine will show off its beauty without shyness and lead other branches to open. Every day when I pass under this tree, I always look up at the moving scenery above. When the flower finished its beautiful bloom and fell from the tree one by one, I was surprised at first when I saw many passers-by picking it up one after another. Later I heard that the flower was actually edible, so I was not surprised. Without the bloom of flowers, although there is no scenery, the green spring naturally gives people a sense of satisfaction in full of spring. Until one day when I passed under the tree, white balls like cotton floated in front of me and suddenly woke up. This was kapok. So I looked up to the tree and saw a large area of green leaves mixed with several small white cotton balls, swaying in the dazzling sunshine wind, blowing through the wind, just waddled down. Suddenly I realized why it was called kapok, which was so similar to the cotton in my impression. I just don’t know how it turns such red flowers into snow-white cotton balls, because the tree species are relatively tall, although it is not easy to see clearly through the trees every day. Maybe the cotton ball is the fruit it bears. A closer look shows that there are several black particles the size of Sesame in the small cotton ball, which are like cotton seeds. It’s just that its dazzling flowers cover its original appearance. However, I still like the feeling of its blooming flowers, which are so fresh, so bright and so unforgettable! Like (prose editor: Ke Er) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Poetic dwelling

Langao is a poetic place name. Not? Lan, Lan Qi, Gao, the Highland beside the water. Living on the shore of Lan river, it is a city with mountains and water, cloud and mist, and a fresh and tranquil city. If you are a benevolent person, you can enjoy yourself with the picturesque green mountains. If you are a wise person, you can be interested in the boundless clear water. If you are modest, if you insist that you are either kind or wise, you can also taste a cup of quiet tea or drink a pot of mellow wine. Langao is a livable city with water, moisture and moisture. Although it is small, it is exquisite and cute. If we compare big cities such as Beijing and Shanghai to big ladies, there is no doubt that Langao is the Jade of small families. Think about it, blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and clear water, floating clouds and fog, why do you want something else? Therefore, Langao people lived and survived in this magical and beautiful land, letting it blossom and fall, letting it cloud and cloud, letting it change the stars, letting it change the sea, they are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze, living in this poetic home. When spring came, Langao people went to Nangong Mountain for a walk. Looking at the green full of eyes, the main peak standing, and the spectacular sea of clouds, you can’t help sighing, what a paradise. What tempts you most are those wild flowers, big, small, famous, unknown, like eyes, like stars, one after another, branches and clusters. Red is like fire, pink is like glow, and White is like snow. You may wonder why so many flowers grow on such barren land? Why do so many flowers bloom at the same time? Why are they so beautiful in bloom? You see, you see, there are new discoveries. Look over there, a tree of purple flowers swaying in the spring breeze, making people moved. A snow lotus quietly opened in the corner where there were few people, which seemed lonely and wanton. A flower tree, full of golden flowers, as bright as clouds, like a tree of poetry, I will call you the book of songs from now on, OK? When a spring rain came, all the flowers were saying that spring was coming. Spring was coming. A flower was singing, and thousands of flowers were singing. When a spring breeze blows, the flowers are shouting that I am flowering, I am flowering, one flower says, thousands of flowers say. People all raised their cameras and took a picture of a precious memory, leaving an eternal period. There are also colorful butterflies flying up and down, and bees are singing. Thirsty? The mountain spring is sweet and delicious. Take a handful of it and drink a sip, and you will feel that your mouth is rich, cool and sweet. Tired? There was a bird showing her beautiful singing voice on the branch, chirping ———-, listening, maybe it was a little yellow warbler trying her new voice, which was a little unstable. Tired? Go to erlangping to have a rest. There are clean and tidy hotels and first-class services, which make you feel tired. Ah, this mountain, this tree, this flower, this spring, this post, seems to be far away from the world of mortals, just the true self, here, for scholars do not have to study hard in the sea, officials don’t have to rise and fall in official circles, and businessmen don’t have to smoke their hearts in desire for profits. Let’s all be the truest and purest ourselves. In a flash, it is summer. To summer? There are many streams in Langao. You can go there to swim, change into a swimsuit, plop —– jump into the water and have a close contact with the nature. It doesn’t matter whether it is breaststroke, butterfly stroke or even unable to swim, because the water is not deep, but it can eliminate the summer heat. The timid one sat on the shore, only immersed his feet in the stream, feeling the comfort, listening to the gurgling singing of the stream, watching the young fish hiding in shame. There were also naughty people, or when the swimming partners in the stream didn’t pay attention, they threw a stone, splashed huge spray and threw them all over their faces. Or hide their clothes secretly. When they landed, they said they didn’t know. If you feel that you are not interested in these things, you can also experience Lan he rafting, which is known as the first drift in the northwest. This is a game of brave people, which can cultivate your interest and inspire your fighting spirit. When you put on your life jacket, board the rubber raft and hold the paddle, you can become a ferryman once. From the spring power station to the guixigou bridge, there is a water course of 12 kilometers. Think about it, the blue sky, the white clouds, the Green Mountains, the green water, and a water-playing you, a string of happy laughter, spilled on the river. You and your companions paddled the paddle together. Along the way, the riverway was wide and narrow, urgent and slow. There were flowers on the shore, colorful and colorful, and waves, which were in danger, but no matter how we spend it together, when the wind goes smoothly, everyone will enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way, when we encounter the situation, we will help each other in the same boat, and finally when there is another village in Huaming, Liu’an, everyone held together excitedly. Sometimes, he paddled his own raft and flew through like flying. He could also appreciate the immortals on both sides of the ancients who couldn’t help singing, the lightness of the light boat had passed thousands of mountains, and the lofty sentiments of hitting the water in the middle stream and. When the maple leaves all over the mountains rose red, autumn came as promised. In this season, Langao people like to taste tea. Sometimes, on the dusk of rainy days, I went to the elegant Teahouse (located in River Street) alone, chose a seat by the window, served a cup of green tea, and sat quietly. Looking at the tea slowly stretching out in the water, it seemed like a graceful girl, graceful and graceful, with the Lotus walking gently, walking towards you affectionately and leisurely. You can see the drizzling autumn rain through the delicate Xiaoxiang curtain, bit by bit, bit by bit. In a trance, raindrops and door curtains were weaved carefully, thus such a hazy and melancholy afternoon was weaved. Listen to the cold rain, no matter it is the rain drops or the lotus leaves, there is a kind of beauty that shakes your mind, that is a kind of beauty that is not noisy. When you are tired of listening and watching, you can take a sip of tea and let those elves wander in your tongue, mouth and stomach. They seem to be an illusion that makes you forget the reality temporarily, stay away from those fame and fortune, those fame and wealth, clean up your soul, purify your soul unconsciously, it seems that I am also a wisp of tea fragrance. Of course, most of the time, people who drink tea are old people sitting leisurely in their own yard. They like to invite three or five old fellows or play chess after lunch, or play poker. Some do nothing, just put on a chair, make a cup of strong or light tea, watch the tea roll in the Cup, ups and downs,-carefully taste her bitter, sweet, he (she) recalled his young and frivolous, young dreams, beautiful love and successful career quietly. Then it disappeared with the autumn wind. Langao people have experienced the romantic spring, the pleasant summer and the poetic autumn, and ushered in the leisure of winter. Winter is originally a season of rest, and with the white and beautiful snowflakes, a romantic winter begins. Think about it, a small city, with mountains and water, covered thousands of miles. Snow is such an interesting thing. As for snowball fights, making snowmen is children’s business. Adults? In the evening, you can lie under the window of the mountain and listen to the sound of snowflakes falling. It is quiet and overwhelming, and the jade is clean and clear without being stained with fine dust. The most wonderful thing is that it falls in the bamboo forest. The smell can’t help reminding you of “four moments of seclusion”. Listening to the snow knocking on the bamboo cloud in the mountain window: the sound of snow is the most elegant among the bamboo. The cold night at the window of the mountain: when listening to the snow sprinkling on the bamboo forest, it is drizzling, and it is even rustling, and the sound is leisurely, so I can hear it clearly. Suddenly, the return wind was urgent, and the bamboo was folded, which made my felt cold., at this time, the sound of your ear must be a sound of nature. Of course, in the days when the door was closed due to heavy snow, playing chess with snow was a matter of ancient saints. I think most modern people could not command thousands of troops calmly in such a cold day. They all like to wear a pot of prosperous fire. Women fry several delicate dishes, mix the rich days with thousands of tender feelings, let the men drink them in bowls and bowls, and then get drunk with a little bit of thin, I thought my woman lowered her head shyly when using makeup series. The hot and hot green plum wine, the added firewood in the stove, the hot thing is how warm the feelings for my husband and father are, and there is also a kind of snow coming late, can you drink a cup? Of poetry. They tasted the snow, drank the wine and thought about their worries. This winter would not be cold or long any more. Nowadays, the pace of urban life is too fast. People are like a spinning top. For fame, profit, love and hate, they walk on their own life path in a hurry every day, in fact, in their deep hearts, why don’t they hope to have a poetic place so that they can live in poetry. This place is our Langao, which is richly endowed by nature. There are mountains here, so it is stable, there is water here, so it is flexible, there is fog here, so it is poetic. Langao people live happily in this land, far away from the disturbance and the noise. It is quiet and calm like a virgin here. They will use their wisdom and sweat to make their homes more beautiful and rich. Bless you, Langao. 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…

Road

As time goes by, my student age has completely ended. I am no longer a student, but my body and mind still think about problems in the way of students’ thinking, but the social reality does not allow this, unless it is out of touch with the world, the reality will gradually smooth its edges and corners. This is the reality, this is the society, and I have become a so-called social youth. At the age of 24, spend the same time. When we just walked out of the campus, everything was new. For newcomers in the workplace, we had nothing but youth. Love on campus is beautiful, pure and young. After experiencing the temptation and devastation of reality, very few people can reach the end. Therefore, career and love have just begun. There are always some positive people who attended a classmate’s wedding not long ago. My classmate is a groom, the bride is very beautiful, the marriage is very magnificent, the classmate’s family background is relatively rich, otherwise for us who just got the diploma, go to get the marriage certificate, that is indeed not an easy thing. When I went to school, I went home during the New Year. Learning was a concern of neighbors. After graduation, I asked about my job. Then, I asked about my friends and when to get married. Sometimes old people who haven’t seen each other for many years will be surprised to say, ah, they are all so tall! I have grown into a big man. Children used to call them big brothers, but now they become uncles. I will talk to my parents about any problems and unpleasant things I encountered before. I don’t know since when, I seldom talk with my parents. It seems to be estrangement. I don’t like their chatter. If I have trouble, I will talk to my friends and friends, every time I call home, I say, “Dad, Mom, I am very good here, you can rest assured and take good care of your health. And every time I went home, I always saw their hair seemed to be a little white, and they grew old quickly. The problem concerned is no longer exams or classes. However, the most popular housing price, marriage, automobile and stock market have become our most concerned issues. The increase of wages will never catch up with the increase of housing price. All of them have been calculated. In a middle-level city, it takes decades to buy a house without food or drink, while a normal person dies after a few days without food or drink. My younger sister is three years younger than me. She always fights when she was young. It is impossible to verify who is responsible for it. I remember that my mother always prefers me, and my younger sister always says that my mother is eccentric. When she returned home during the new year, her younger sister got married and married to the neighboring village. No one in her family agreed with it. Although she opposed it, she finally got married. She should thank this era of free love and marriage. I carried my sister on the wedding car that day and carried her back. Later I said, I carried you back this time and took you out of the house. Stepping into the society, facing all kinds of people, I don’t know whether it is true or not, but also facing countless Temptations. My father taught me that although we are poor, we can’t do illegal and criminal things. I know that in society, some mistakes must not be made. If you do something wrong, there will be no chance to turn back. In the school, the teacher will let you stand, write a check, find the parent education and then pass. In society, you must consciously warn yourself, otherwise, if you make mistakes, you will face legal punishment. Alone in other places, struggling alone, don’t know for what, even for yourself, for your own future. Sometimes I really want to have my own home, and that kind of desire is unbearable. It is said that a man has tears and does not flick lightly, but he is not sad. Maybe he seems to be more responsible. The road of life is long, and this may be the real beginning. A teacher said that there are three major changes in life: first, the college entrance examination, which has been far away; Second, work, now it is on this barrier. Third, marriage is still a long way to go for yourself who has nothing. Everyone’s life is different, but some things are the same. I am on the way, I am growing, growing is painful, and life has never stopped growing. 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…

Alive, like a flower

Why are we alive? I have been thinking about this question these days, but I have never found the answer. Most of the time, I feel that I am just like a withered flower. All the water is evaporated by the air, and what is left is just a body without thoughts. As usual, I was exhausted when I walked out of the classroom. A gust of wind blowing towards me unexpectedly made me feel a little refreshing. When I raised my head and wanted to figure out where the gust of wind was blowing from, a light purple came across my eyes, with a little reluctance and a little persistence, falling down like that, when I lowered my head, I found that almost every corner of the campus had something to say, some were in bud, some were flourishing, and some were still withering. I really don’t like those blooming cherry blossoms, perhaps because of narrow nationalism. Every time I see the accumulation of branches, I will think of a country in the east, which is a symbol of a nation, and when I think of that nation, I will think of those historical images, think of the forever scars of our country. Therefore, for the delicate and charming flowers, I refused in my heart, which has always been the case. The cherry blossom in the school is grafted, which is basically a cherry tree. Under the influence of manpower, this cherry tree becomes a freak tree at the front and rear of the industry, with half Cherry and half Cherry, when cherry flowers bloom with the chill of early spring, the side belonging to cherry blossoms is sleeping like death, because they refuse the cold of early spring; And every year cherry flowers bloom, when tiny cyan fruits appear on the branches, cherry blossoms come late. It seemed that the cherry blossoms all bloomed overnight. They were crowded and rushed to show off their existence to people. Every time when facing the cherry blossom tree, everyone can’t help admiring: How beautiful! However, every time I pass that tree, my heart will feel very painful, especially when I see the cherry tree next to the blooming cherry blossoms, this kind of pain rises to the extreme. Once upon a time, we all admired the delicate and charming cherry flowers which were white and red; Once upon a time, we all praised the sweet taste in cherry fruit acid. However, when its flowers are gone and its fruit is not mature, it is forgotten by us. Everyone who passes by him will praise the beauty nourished by it, it completely ignores its existence, and this kind of beauty blooms on the basis of robbing its body nutrients. This is so similar to the history of our nation. Every time I stopped under the tree, my eyes never deviated from the other side of the cherry tree, not only because of my own desire. Instead, I want to listen to the words of cherry tree attentively. Facing this kind of plunder which is close at hand, it can’t resist like us. However, I always believe that in its deep heart, for the current situation of this kind of survival, I am not necessarily so happy. I am afraid that I care about my own way to fight. I always use my own thinking to measure the thinking of cherry trees. Every spring comes, the side belonging to cherry flowers is in full bloom, while the side belonging to cherry blossoms is still sleeping, I secretly delight in my heart, the predatory finally died, and the nutrition from the root of cherry tree could belong to it exclusively from now on. However, I was disappointed every year. The Cherry Tree not only didn’t complain at all. Year after year, it chose to bloom first, measure the temperature of the air with its own body, and then use its own language, tell the cherry blossoms around you when they can open and when they should sleep. Therefore, when the cherry trees are covered with cyan fruits, the cherry blossoms are blooming in the wind, this seems to be a rule. Once again standing under that tree, when the wind blew by, those enchanting cherry blossoms became more frivolous, twisting their bodies and showing off their coquettish. But when I turned my eyes to the other side of cherry, I found that those cyan fruits nodded slightly with the twisting rhythm of cherry blossoms. I suddenly understood that cherry trees never refused the cherry blossoms around them, but when they were grafted together, their lives had already integrated into one. For cherry trees, the existence of cherry blossoms around them is not invaders, but a way to extend their blooming life. When the temperature rises slowly and your beauty fades gradually, why not use another more gorgeous way to complete your final bloom in this season? Perhaps, in the world of flowers, there is no concept of nationality, but only the original beauty of life. Perhaps, it has always been me who forcibly added my thoughts to Hua. Looking up again, I found that the cherry blossoms had no enchanting posture, but only the power of blooming life. In front of the second classroom, there is a small flower bed. Every spring, colorful flowers bloom with each other, which makes this mountain village junior high school add some vitality out of thin air. But in the flower bed, let me remember, it is not the lofty Magnolia, not the delicate camellia, but a few tiny purple flowers. A short tree, when the leaves have not begun to grow, the flowers bloom first, one by one tightly together, the whole branch is like flowers, small petals, swaying in the wind, the air is full of faint fragrance. Close your eyes, as if the whole world is full of purple, with a little dreamy blurred. I have asked many people that they don’t know the name of Hua. However, although we don’t know its name, he will not care about our ignorance when April comes every year, it is still open as always. I have been thinking about a question, why does a flower open, because of the agreement of destiny, or because of the power of the origin of life, either or not. Because, after all, we are not flowers, and we cannot understand the heart of flowers. Most of the time, when we are pretending to appreciate the beauty of flowers and evaluating their appearance loudly, we may snicker at the side of the flowers. In their view, flowering means flowering, what can be discussed and what can be evaluated. In front of Gundam Magnolia, those purple flowers seem to be so short. Because of the short, more often, we only notice the beauty of Magnolia beside them, but those flowers are generous and never show their beauty because of our neglect. Every year when April comes, they are not only open, but also densely opened. The whole branch is the dream-like purple. The flower is purple, and the newly grown leaves are also Purple. When Magnolia slowly fades and camellia hasn’t fully blossomed, there are only these purple plants left in the whole flower bed, it seems to be out of place, but they don’t care about these, they are always so purple, occasionally dancing in the wind, occasionally motionless, when it comes to rainy days, they will also drop some purple petals, but after the rain stops, you will find that the purple on those branches does not seem to decrease much. Liu Liangcheng described the different beauty and smiles of various flowers in “smile to a flower”, and thought about it according to his thoughts, then the smiles of these purple flowers in front of me, which I don’t know the names, can only be called smiles. These purple flowers, never hide their natural beauty. However, if you observe carefully, you will find that their cores are deeply hidden, just like adolescent girls. We clearly know that they have something on their mind, but you cannot know what those things on Earth are. Looking at the purple flowers in front of me, I couldn’t help thinking of the beautiful woman Cuicui in Shen Congwen’s works. These flowers are no different from Cuicui. They are born in windy days without much care and care, but when it is time to bloom, they are still trying their best to bloom their beauty, indicating their existence, no matter whether anyone sees or understands this existence, they only do what they should do, that is to bloom. Vaguely, it seemed to hear their whispers, which was the agreement for the next year. We will open up like this next year, they said so. I ran away quickly, because at that moment I found my own insignificance because many years ago, I lost the courage of simply seeking to bloom like them when I left. Sanhua is a female, a friend said so, and he also gave many examples to prove his point of view. He said, the pedantic flower is the fragile little jade; The bold flower is the bright and amazing lady; The flower is the frost and the snow, he has never seen paulownia, I believe, because as long as he has seen paulownia, he will never say anything similar. Just think about it, on the trunk of more than ten meters high, there are no branches. Only when you reach the top can you spread all your branches and form a huge umbrella. No matter it is windy or rainy, you will stand straight like a sentry, waiting for the land behind me. Hi light, more resistant to yin. I like warm climate, and its cold resistance is not strong, and it has strong adaptability to sticky and barren soil. It grows very fast in childhood and is a fast-growing tree species. Baidu introduced paulownia in this way. I deeply agree with this point, because there were also two tall paulownia trees in front of my hometown, but in just over ten years, they have grown up to need two people to hug them, but over the years, no one has taken care of them, as if they grew up like themselves. Every spring comes, when all the flowers begin to bloom, paulownia is not willing to be lonely either, and is eager to unfold its light purple petals. But because it is too high, if you are in front of it, you cannot enjoy its whole picture. Only when you stand far away can you feel the charm of Paulownia Flowers. At the top of the tall tree, a purple cloud floated like that, motionless. If standing further and ignoring the trunk, you will feel that purple is drifting towards you. In the middle of the purple, there seems to be the existence of immortals. To be honest, those shrubs, those trees that can’t grow high in their whole lives, the flowers they open are indeed female, because on them, they show us more feminine. But paulownia trees were not like this. In the first few years of life, they also blossomed, but that was only a part of life. They spent more energy on heading towards the sky. Only when they reach a certain height and their bodies are strong enough can they regard flowering as the whole content of their lives. There is no doubt that paulownia trees are the best among trees. Their height is beyond the reach of many trees in their whole lives. I don’t know what kind of feeling it will be when they bend down and look down at other trees at that height, whether it is sarcasm or pity, maybe there are, maybe none. Because of the height of the body, in my opinion, among all the trees that can blossom, they are real great men and real husbands. The reason why Paulownia Flowers are defined as males is that apart from their tall bodies, there are many other reasons: the opening of Paulownia Flowers is completed overnight. One day, when you open the window, you find that the paulownia flower has already blossomed. EMI has greeted you, and it has blossomed like that; Most of the flowers are gentle when they fade, with a little reluctant to give up, with a few Silk lingering, one flap and one flap slowly falling down, but the Paulownia Flowers do not, they say fall down, and the whole flower fell down, never get rid of water because of various reasons, this world has given men too much connotation. They should be steady and calm. I think this is also because my friends said that flowers are all females. However, those tall and burly paulownia trees can bloom the most beautiful flowers. Why can’t men who are as masculine as paulownia trees bloom their own beauty like Paulownia Flowers? Moreover, many years ago, Mr. Lu Xun once said: Ruthless is not necessarily a real hero, and how can a poor son not be a husband. Let’s Bloom our most beautiful flowers like paulownia! Fourth, most of the time, we add too much utilitarian color to our behaviors, and we need to get corresponding reports for every effort. But those flowers, how much of their openness is for results? Christianity said that God made human beings, but eventually he was far away from us. The root cause was that we lost. In the Garden of Eden, we were still naked. In this world, we are stained with too many desires, and our life has too much utilitarian taste. Every child is pure, just like Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden. As we grew up, we smeared our hearts casually, but when we reflected on ourselves, we found that those things could no longer be cleaned. Therefore, we have lost the qualification to return to heaven, and we can only sink in this world. Why not, like flowers, bloom like that without any utilitarian Bloom? Maybe that’s what heaven really looks like. 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…

Looking for tranquility

I haven’t been out for a long time. Today, when I was arranging those books on the desk unintentionally, a photo fell to the ground. Pick it up and have a look. It was the photo of the small mountain village in the north three years ago. The picture is very simple. There are three small houses with civil structure and a row of poplar trees in front of the door. Looking at this photo, I fell into deep memories. I wonder if I can see such a simple picture again now. Is it true that the village’s Jane Jane still exists in that distant place. Thinking about me, I had another impulse. I wanted to go out for a walk, look at the sky, look at the clouds, and look at the villages now. Out of the door, today’s weather is sunny, and the sun shines gently on the earth, just like mother looking at her child with gentle eyes. The pedestrians on the road were scattered. Although it was already early spring, the weather was still a little cold. The young couple walked past me hurriedly, holding hands, as if they were afraid of the cold. One of them was holding a thick hat and gloves. Standing there waiting for the bus in the suburb, I didn’t wait for a long time. I thought the bus was broken, but I just turned around and heard the whistle behind. I got on the bus and looked around. There were very few people in the carriage. I found the last seat and sat down. There were several coughs in the car. I looked at a middle-aged man in front of me. He seemed to have caught a cold, and he leaned against the chair and coughed. At this time, the car had slowly driven out of the city, and the buildings outside the window were getting shorter. I looked out of the window, and the street trees on both sides of the road kept disappearing from my sight. I didn’t see clearly what kind of tree it was. They just flashed through my sight like that, I think maybe our life is also like a tree, and you can’t find it if you disappear like them in a moment. Looking at the rows of trees from far to near and then to disappear, it seems that we meet each other in life, coming from far away just to wipe your shoulder, when he disappears in your back, will you feel it? The car is getting faster and faster. I know it has been out of the city for a long time. Looking out of the window, there are no tall buildings. There was almost no one on the bus, and the conductor and I were only four people. The man who coughed got off the bus. Now the car is very quiet, just like a winter night. I was still looking at the constantly flashing scenery outside the window. When the car passed a detour, I suddenly broke into a village in front of me. The car passed through the middle of the village, once again, I saw the dark wooden door and the house built with yellow civil engineering. Occasionally there are old people smoking a pipe on the Doorbar. The children were running after the car in dirty clothes. Sometimes women come out to drink away the children pursued by children. But looking at the smiling faces one by one, I couldn’t help being drunk. The car was still walking, and soon the village disappeared in my eyes. At this time, the car walked away along the foot of the mountain. I looked at the scenery on the mountain with my head sideways. In fact, the mountain is still pale and yellow, and there is nothing beautiful. I can imagine whether the mountain at this time would feel a kind of ridicule when watching our car passing under his feet? In his eyes, we crawl on the ground like ants. When the car was passing a stream, a woman called to stop the car. He told me that he went to the city today to handle the goods, and maybe there would be several families in the depth of the stream, however, there may be a small shop in her house. A few minutes later, the car began to move forward again. The road was just right past our car. I was looking at the stream, Juanjuan’s flowing, although I couldn’t hear his voice, but I believe that people who live by the stream fall asleep every evening listening to that sound. The mountain is getting bigger and bigger, and the color of the mountain is not dull yellow, sometimes there will be a green pine forest, and the mountain begins to be filled with fog. Although it was not the rainy season, there was still a thin mist on the hillside. I looked at the half-covered mountain. Maybe I also covered myself out of my side like a mountain. Just like that, I was taken to a small town by car, and I got off. At this time, the sun seemed a little delicate, deeply covered behind several clouds. It is a cross-shaped, very simple, and the two rows of houses are two-story bungalows. There are several fruit sellers and cloth sellers on the street. Let me look at the cloth, which is the kind of plum blossom spot, very bright. I traveled around the town, and it seemed that there was an illusion that this town did not exist. I have been away for so long, but I have met less than a few people. I looked at the store whose names were written. They all looked so old-fashioned and seemed not to be modern stores. I ate a bowl at an old lady who was pushing a car to buy fish. Although I call it a bowl, it is a basin. I remember that the soup of fish and fish is Sauerkraut. The old man said that what he cooked were all grown in his own fields. To be honest, I was a little embarrassed to eat that bowl of fish and fish, because I couldn’t eat enough at ordinary times. The big bowl of the old man was eaten by me, which gave me the feeling of eating all the meals tomorrow today, but it is very delicious. When I asked if I could wear it, the old man packed me a bottle of big bubble gum for free, and did not forget to bring me some pickled cabbage soup. I watched the old man pushing the car past me. I thought this might be the peace of mind I was looking! 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…

See also that Street

Familiar, once, again and again, passing. Sad, recalling that road brought me happiness, sadness and an unexpected ending. Today, come back here again. It becomes specious here, not as calm as before. Both sides of the street have been replaced by tall buildings without the detailed visual sense. I can’t find the kindness at that time. With complicated thoughts, I felt deeply touched for a moment when I set foot on this road that I hadn’t set foot on for a long time. Walking alone in the noisy street, my loneliness is told by messy steps. Yes, loneliness. Once, someone asked me, do you feel lonely? Lonely? Will? I think, at that time, I wouldn’t feel it? However, I hurt the person I least want to hurt. Such a deep damage. But you know, I regret now. I shouldn’t be stubborn and unwilling to admit it. Don’t care? Care, damn care. It is always quiet. Only when there is no one can you tell yourself the regret that has been deeply suppressed. Look, this is the person who once cherished you, but you turn a blind eye to it. The road that once made me feel so warm, but now it becomes depressed and a little cold. But still walking slowly. Recalling your worries, sadness, and confusion at that time. It suddenly occurred to you that if you were still on that road, we would be together. I didn’t care, just wore it with a smile. But now I know how many truths have been told in the form of jokes in my life. Silently quit the world with you, go to the mountains and water alone to see the world, my world has nothing. Therefore, I chose to get drunk, because I wanted to know whose name I would call hysterically after getting drunk. Your injury, my regret, tell me that I can’t be unreasonable any more. I am no longer the little girl spoiled by you. I dialed your phone, but suddenly I didn’t know what I wanted to say. I didn’t know until you shouted my name crazily at the other end of the phone, I just want to hear your voice, but it worries you. I can imagine your anxious appearance. Say nothing, hang up the phone. Shutdown. I am just used to your care and your lawless favor, but I have never thought about why you care for me and why you spoil me without any reason. And now I know. You once asked me, don’t you like it? Don’t like? I think I like it. But, I just want to use my way to keep you around for a lifetime. Oh, it is my wishful thinking. There are so many people who just like to play tricks with you, get angry with you, and make you coax. Only in front of you can you be like a child. Therefore, silence, can’t give you a future, can’t occupy you like this. Just, who will I be in front of in the future, can I be unscrupulous like a child? I want to say sorry to you face to face, but I know, maybe what you want is not sorry. Moreover, now that you have your happiness, I can’t disturb you. But I still want to say, thank you for spending such a wonderful time with me. When you see through everything, you know that losing is more real than owning. 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…

Black humor

I don’t like crying, because I love being strong. Once, he asked me, why not cry? I replied, because I am not a coward. During that young time, I swore to myself that I would never shed tears in front of others or show weakness in front of others. Even if the next second was death, I would still keep smiling in the first second. Therefore, in front of him, tears were always circling in his eyes. In my world, sadness is one’s business and has nothing to do with others. When you are depressed, you never disturb others, or give others fidgety tone and face. At this time, I will find a quiet corner, silence. Or tears, vulnerable to myself, is totally my own business. When you are sad, you will shed tears. When you are really sad, there will be no tears. When my heart is severely hit, I will close my eyes, frown and heal myself. Tears, at this time, are unnecessary things. When I love someone, I love him very much and love him with all I have. When being hurt to despair, I will be indifferent and spend my whole life indifferent to this person. Outside the window, the sky was slightly blue by the sun. I stared at it with only one color in my eyes. But in my heart, there is no color. I fall in love with words and live on them. When there is no trouble, I won’t miss it very much. When I am sad, it is my only support. Then my heart will be quiet. When I am always sad, I will be full of thoughts. Perhaps, my words can only survive in sadness. Just like at this moment, they were born one by one in my gloomy mood, forming an article. I have a hobby that annoys myself, and I like to stick to others. If you are with someone, you want to be with him forever. This is a kind of obtrusive despair, afraid of losing, trying to cherish the present. However, more people miss what they don’t get and are bored with what they see. Then they lost, and then mourned what they lost. They would never feel the real happiness, and they would never understand happiness. There was a person who began to get tired of my clinging, thinking about the past in his heart, so he was indifferent to me. I never thought that my love would be like this. I never thought that when I fell in love with someone, I was the role of female No. 2. Yes, this is the real reason for my writing today and the real source of sadness. Love is always a helpless thing. In fact, I have forgotten what love is. It is too far away from me, and it is difficult for me to find him again. The person in front of me is what I cherish most. But he doesn’t cherish me. Therefore, I also look down on what I have. I have to say that giving is relative. In youth, pay without complaint or regret, and don’t ask for return. In adulthood, pay appropriately in balance, don’t want to be less, don’t want to be more, always calculate an account in mind. In the past, I imagined how to take care of my husband after marriage. Now, in love, I always hope to get the love of that person. Growth is a journey of destruction. Perhaps, this is a kind of black humor, but the lost me will not fight back with humor. I will only hurt my heart and let myself learn indifference. Poppy remember 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…

Pain

Pain, pain, pain! This kind of feeling is not the first time. It is just like acupuncture, and sometimes it is like knife, axe and saw. I know that this is the mark left by life and another form of experiencing life. I don’t know I am should appreciate life or hate life? As long as I feel painful, I will have a strange feeling: am I going to die? Although I don’t know exactly where the value of living is and what people live for, I still don’t want to die and want to live. Because, I know that life is not my own. People live with care and responsibility. I am not living for me alone. I still clearly remember the helpless and painful moments one by one, the suffering years, day by day, minute by minute, second by second. At that time, my body and mind were attacked by ruthless storms. At that time, I often felt cold, even in the hot summer. At that time, I often heard my heartbreaking voice, heartbreaking to despair and helplessness. Family affection and morality are like two swords hanging on my head all the time. I can’t surpass myself or the bottom line of being a human being to shout loudly. I am like a struggling fish, and I can’t walk out of the heart net that I weave for myself. Relatives, do you know what kind of blow I was suffering at that time? Relatives, do you know that my heart has been scarred? Relatives, do you know my desperate mood of losing confidence in life? Relatives, how do you know the sad feeling that my life is worse than death? However, the storm did not stop! Even as for growing! Do you laugh at others with sarcasm? Are you proud of hitting others and making her feel painful? However, how can I see that you smile at others? I asked very little, just a little bit, a little bit of warmth and love in the world, that’s enough. I remembered a fable story: the woodcutter saved a little bear, and the mother bear was very grateful to him. One day, the mother bear arranged a sumptuous dinner to entertain him. The next morning, the Woodman said to the mother bear, “You treat me well, but the only thing I am not satisfied with is the bad smell on you. Although the mother bear was unhappy, she said: As compensation, you can cut me with an axe! The woodcutter did what he did. Several years later, the woodcutter met the female bear again and asked if the wound on his head had recovered. The mother bear said: It hurt for a while, and I forgot after the wound healed. However, I will never forget what you said that time! Fable is naturally just a fable, but isn’t the truth it shows obvious? Language damage sometimes exceeds physical damage, because it hurts the heart and soul. When you act willingly and lose your temper to others, do you know that your language is like a nail hole on the wall, which has left scars in others’ hearts? Do you know that verbal injury is more serious than hurting human body, just like a female bear can forget the pain on her head, but can’t forget the verbal injury? Pain, for me, exists objectively. Including the body and soul, I am a kind person by nature. I don’t want to blame anyone, nor do I want to hate anyone. Staying away from harm is the best way for me. In a book, we can see the three evils of Zen, that is, to have a zen heart. First, we must be carefree, regretful and complaint-free. Remember the three noes of Zen heart. Do you have worries in your heart when you often look back at the internal photos? Is there any regret? Is there any complaint? I hope that I will always reflect on myself, clean up my meaning, and constantly purify, transform and put down my worries, regrets and complaints. 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…