I am really lonely without you

At midnight, I was still as sober as before, sitting in front of the computer listening to a song “I am really lonely without you” sung by Han Jing. The sad song lingered in the auricles. Dear people, do you know that I will never see your smiling face without you; I will never see your chat without you; I will never see your life without you, I can’t see the blue sky; I am really lonely without you; I really miss you! I use busyness to make myself forget time and life. During the long night, I traveled to the Internet, listened to music, wrote words, and strolled around the space to enrich myself. I need such peace, living in the unknown room of the high-rise buildings of Akiman in a foreign country, living quietly and working quietly. I thought that working hard can make me strong, and working hard to enrich can not miss; But I don’t know, after busy, tired myself still can’t sleep; the figure you are familiar with always appears in front of me, which makes me feel painful or love. My heart is drifting with the wind, but I clearly know that my heart is always stubborn and infatuated. In real life, we are all looking for real feelings and eager to have them! Many people have asked me what love is, and my answer is to give without complaint or regret; Because love is beautiful, but giving is so unspeakable bitter. What can you do and what to do when you love someone? I have done what I want to do, and I have done what I should do; What I expect is just your happy smile, I am really lonely without you! Thinking About You seems to be my only spiritual support. I can only expect endlessly with the most real dream alone. Maybe I am destined to bump in the sea of love and stay lonely alone for a long night. You and my love are so helpless now, but every time I think of you, my heart is always warm and I love you very much. Now I understand that love is not necessarily from day to day. There is also a kind of love that can only be felt with heart and deeply treasured in the bottom of my heart. Will you also think about me tonight? As long as you know that I love you silently and care about you, that’s enough. My missing for you is like a kite breaking the thread. I can’t control myself to miss you endlessly more and more. The cold screen is separated by two hot hearts, which are far away. Miss you, I really feel very lonely, also very helpless! When I am alone, I always think of you casually. I want to know what you are doing, whether you miss me or not, whether you see me in front of you when you stare at the distance, and I can’t forget the happiness you gave me. It was you who imprisoned my heart, and you who made me suffer from missing and pain every night. I am reliving the feeling of being loved and the feeling of being needed. When I am listening to music quietly, I will always think of you, every bit of you and me, and your smile when you and I get together on the screen, every move. Think of your distant and beautiful smile. Memory edited the past into a pair of exquisite pictures and showed them in my mind. My concern for you and my love for you were frozen and close-up into smart words and composed into songs by time, sing in the romantic moonlight. I am really lonely without you! You are in the distant Motherland Day and night, you make me lonely heartbroken, you make me lonely heartbroken. The quiet night lengthened my missing carefully, and the missing played on my mind, like sobbing and complaining, and deeply worried. 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…

Looking forward to a heart-to-heart encounter!

Hearing this, I woke up in a certain month of a certain year when I left in winter. I want to wait, I expect, but the future cannot be arranged for this. Cloudy day, evening, outside the window, there is someone waiting for the future. Turn left to right, look forward, love will take a few turns to come. What kind of dialogue will I have when I meet? How far is the future of our people. I heard the wind coming from the subway and the crowd. I lined up with the number plate of love. I flew forward, over a sea of time, and we were hurt in love. I saw the entrance of the dream was a bit narrow. It was the most beautiful accident that I met you. One day, my answer will be solved. Jinse [1] The days slip away from the fingertips like this. The winter snow cleared away and the magnolia blossoms. The expected encounter seems to be at the unknown end, the distant sight of this shore, the waste of the other shore. Looking forward to a heart-to-heart encounter, which is as comfortable and comfortable as the gentle breeze in March. Looking forward to a heart-to-heart encounter, which is a heart-to-heart communication. Looking forward to a heart-to-heart encounter, when the camellia blossoms, it still smells dark. Who allowed me to meet each other, who waited for the next intersection, and who wrote a clear word with heavy pen and ink? Meet, in order to meet you, willing to bear endless loneliness, just waiting for your appearance. [2] There is a place in my heart where a shadow lives. This place is bright, warm and pleasant, and I don’t want to let it be high-profile. Most of the time, I would stand in this comfortable corner and look at this shadow in a daze and silence. If this is called miss, then it is better to say happiness. This spring, my shadow and I met each other in the words and said nothing. This spring, my shadow and I ran in the sunshine, holding hands. This spring, my shadow and I snuggled in the corner and hugged. I want to find a place to plant a sunflower and the smell of sunshine all over the sky. When will the sunflower become a sea and there will be an endless song when the day I have been looking forward to for a long time comes, I want to sing me to you. Let’s sing together while we are as young as flowers and have a long journey. [3] There are many people in this world who meet us and pass by each other. Some people’s lives are always in two disjoint straight lines, scattered side by side, we walked very far together. Finally, we suddenly realized that we had never intersected or started from the realization of the present. In many long days, there are voices that are easy to be blurred and easily remembered, and always appear around you inadvertently. But when you met him again, you couldn’t see each other’s faces clearly. Miss. That kind of slight, sad and strong miss will be brewed from the bottom of my heart before doing everything. If you are here, if you know, will I do better. One foot of water-like warmth, one meter of wind-like sunshine, and a lifetime of happiness. We need such happiness as water and wind. Living in the sadness of memory is better than living in the sunshine of memory. 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…

《北爱》写给2012这个多雨的春

导语:在车流嘈杂的城市里,在人潮汹涌的街道中;我们忙碌着彼此的身影,为生计而谋取、为爱情而拼搏、为目的而虚伪、为物质而迷失。焦躁着、烦闷着、兴奋着、颓然着、伤痛着、哭泣着、沉醉着,却只是把那些不堪的思绪隐藏沉没在心底。 许久,我亦如此,遗忘了笔录每日惆怅的习惯,遗忘了书写生活点滴的片段,遗忘了,我还曾有的青春和文字,只是毫无目的的游荡在我这单调而孤单的生活里。。 2012这个多雨的春的某个夜晚,聆听着《北爱》里那几首唱响的主题曲,我,再次用那略显忧伤的思绪拼凑着这些不成文的字句 也许是《嘀嗒》这首歌的旋律陶醉了我,也许是《北京北京》这首歌词里的沧桑和流浪的味道触动了我,《北爱》在11年的岁末12年的初始,我一遍遍的反复的看着;一部关于青春,关于80后的 北漂族 生活、爱情的故事,也叙载了许多在现实生活里的真实片段。我并不想直接说出在岁末年初看这部剧的期间我自己的生活及爱情的变更,我只想听着这几首主题曲谈一谈我看剧时内心的感触。 在网上看到很多朋友这样说着:有一种爱情叫 疯子 ,有一种朋友叫 无敌 ,而我则想再加上:有一种痴迷叫 林夏 ,有一种清纯叫 丫头 ,有一种迷失叫 石头 ,有一种幼稚叫 小曦 ,有一种成熟叫 大药瓶子 ,有一种心碎叫 无谓 ,有一种优雅叫 妩媚 。 我们且不要谈论着剧情的真假,甚至更不要无聊的去描述着剧情人物在生活里的虚假,我知道现实与剧情总存在着差距,只是我们不要忽略了剧情里的现实与生活的关系与我们的真实世界是那样的接近,那些现实与生活往往总是那样直率高调的淋漓尽致的绽放扩大再融入到我们的血液和大脑里,让我们久久不能平息。 第一次看剧时,陪伴我的她问我,你,像里面的谁?我说,也许都像,也许都不像,我就像我自己。而她却忧心的说,只要你不像 小猛 就行,我笑说怎么会。而直到最后一次看剧时,陪伴我的孤单问我,你,像里面的谁。我不再肯定或是设想的说,我真不知道,如果,我是 小猛 ,你,孤单,就永远留在我的身边陪伴着我。 我羡慕 疯子 ,也许很多人都会羡慕 疯子 ,他生下来就含着金钥匙,过着很多人奢望却无法经历的生活。他可以任性,可以选择,可以疯狂,但,他始终逃不了爱情的魔咒,可,就算他的执着和坚持让很多人感动,但,我知道我们还是评说着就算他失去了所有还留有过亿元翻身的资本。我笑这些无聊的想法,我更笑自己无聊的争辩,因为其实我只是羡慕他对爱情的专注,我只是羡慕他对朋友的那种坦率和义气,我只是羡慕他可以得到爱情的归宿。 我同情 小猛 ,因为我知道漂着的艰辛和难过,我也理解他迷失后的阴毒,只是我不会像他一样的迷失的越来越远,虽然我曾经迷失,虽然我怒骂过 嫌贫爱富 ,但那都不足以迷失到遗忘了最初的自己和青春,不足以迷失掉自己所拥有幸福的一切。现实,总是那般残酷,我们挣扎,我们拼搏,我们流泪,我们欢笑,都只是为了能够在这漂着的土地里生存,发展。我们不能虚荣的面对着冰冷的城市,即使它再冰冷它也有它的温度,只是我们常常被虚假的一切迷糊了双眼,只是我们常常被物质的重要捶打成重伤;可,总有一天,失去的不会再得到,得到的也买不回失去的美好,即使一个人躲着哭泣忧伤,即使再阴毒的报复,换来的只是与失去的美好离的越来越远。所以我只是同情,也只能同情,因为,我还懂得珍惜,还留着那份真诚和些许的纯真。 我钦佩 无敌 ,在儿时的愿望里,在我许久给自己的人生格言里,我期望做像他一样的人,对朋友真诚,对兄弟义气,为原则而坚持,为平淡而平凡;只是在这现实的社会里,我不知道我做到的到底还有多少;原则,似乎原则在现实里显得那样单薄,真诚,与利益接轨也许真诚就变成了虚伪,义气,我记得很多人告诉我,那是多少年前才有的词,而今这词都已经没人念叨了。可我钦佩着他的坚持,我知道一种坚持其实才是最珍贵的财富,只是我们往往被世俗蒙蔽了双眼,只是我们往往都不得已的改变了自己的原则。我欣赏他说过的一句话,我不求为国家做什么贡献,我不求事业能做到多么大,我只希望平平淡淡的和一个我爱的爱我的人过着简单的生活。简单的生活,说着简单,其实很难;记得我曾经也告诉自己,简单的生活,开心,做自己想做的事情就够了;可是这么多年过去,我却发现这种简单其实就是一种奢望,物质冲昏头脑双眼的社会,留给我们的只是拼比财富的身份,简单,其实并不简单,因为你还要拥有物质。 我挚爱 林夏 ,我爱她的痴迷,我爱她的疯狂,我爱她的简单,我爱她的舍得,我爱她的大度。痴迷,多么珍贵的东西,不管时间不管时空,不管穷富不管伤病,痴迷,可以穿越时空到下一世也会让人记得;只是这种痴迷往往只会给自己带来无穷的伤害,因为,痴迷大多都只是一厢情愿,可我愿意痴迷,因为只有痴迷才能体现你的珍贵,因为只有痴迷,才会在下世让你记得我在前世等了你一生;疯狂并非疯癫,疯狂没错,只是爱的太深,疯狂无罪,只是爱的太痛,并非不清醒,只是因为还不想从幻梦中醒来的那么残酷;也许没有简单也就没有舍得,也许没有舍得也就没有大度,我相信懂得舍得的人总会得到幸福,即使没有得到幸福,也会快乐的生活着,因为简单,因为大度,因为舍得。 我赞叹 丫头 ,赞叹她的清纯,赞叹她的专一,赞叹她的理智,赞叹她的聪明,赞叹她的无欲。清纯,如今说着自己清纯的人还有多少?纸醉金迷的世界,鬼魅魍魉的社会,谁还能保有清纯,也许只在大山的那边,也许只在茂密的丛林,因为他们远离尘嚣所以清纯,因为他们永远沉浸在大自然里所以清纯;我遇到过这样的女孩儿,却无法走近这样的女孩儿,因为一旦面对了现实,清纯就显得那么世俗,她不可能固定在画框里让你永远拥有那些清纯和干净,因为诱惑,所以改变。理智与聪明,只适合给那些懂得珍惜懂得什么才是最珍贵的人,因为懂得所以专一,因为懂得所以能够拥有美好;那么清纯,并非是一种贞洁,并非是一种单纯,并非是一种与世隔绝,清纯,只是因为懂得珍惜,懂得把握,懂得等待,懂得理解。所以,清纯才要无欲,无欲的物质而索要爱情,无欲的生活而索要永久,最终,才是美好。 我可怜 小曦 ,可怜她的幼稚,可怜她的迷茫,可怜她的单纯,可怜她的悔恨。我们总说着长大,我们总说着成熟,其实我们总是幼稚的孩子,因为我们在成长的过程中不停的选择、选择,有时迷失有时迷茫,有时失去有时拥有,当经历过风风雨雨后回过头才发现有时我们已经离自己最初的理想和梦幻越来越远;坦然说我不喜欢拜金女,更不喜欢这个角色的娇小和新潮。虽然很多人越来越喜欢如此,越来越追寻如此,可这种幼稚到最后只会迷茫只会悔恨,因为单纯。单纯不是因为简单,是因为我们总会拿自己最珍贵的东西换取我们以为可以拥有永远的物质,当一切物质都成玻璃碎片的时候,再拾起时你会发现那破碎的碎片割伤双手的疼痛是那么疼那么酸。还好时间留给我们悔恨的权利,只是不要太久太久,因为并非悔恨以后还可以再拥有。 我喜欢 妩媚 ,喜欢她的味道,喜欢她的睿智,喜欢她的优雅。也许每个男人心中的女人都有她一半的影子,可男人们却常常忽视的是怎么才能把这样的女人永远留在自己的身边;有人说经历过风雨的女人最有味道,亦有人说只有伤过痛过的女人才会睿智,也不乏有人讲因为她们用自己的单纯得到了物质,而悔恨了以后想再回到清纯所以才会做作的优雅;我不管人们怎么的说道,我只是喜欢,因为有味道的女人给人一种依赖和归宿,因为睿智的女人可以让还在幼稚的男人成长,因为优雅的女人总是显得高贵让人总想攀越;但我并不爱,因为这种爱很累,因为这种爱需要的是你的强大和包容,因为这种爱需要的是你的成熟和必须上流社会接轨的代价。我只想简单,所以我无法攀越。 我崇拜 无谓 ,他给我一种永不服输的勇气和力量,我知道很多人都羡慕着他的成功他的得到,而我崇拜的只是他的努力和奋斗;男人,总是要去拼搏,为理想也好为梦想也好,为爱情也好为亲情也好,拼搏,总是一个男人应有的勇气和力量;我们会输,我们会经历不同的坎坷,可我们只要坚定只要坚信,我们就能得到,只是时间只是时机只是等待。等待并不是懦弱,我永远信服这句话,只是在拼搏里,还有多少人愿意风雨同舟,有多少人愿意拭目以待,有多少人愿意用包容和理解的心去支持?我不知道,也许我没有遇到,但我会坚持,坚持着拼搏,我不会放弃原则更不会丢掉美好而换取物质;失败,已经太多,输,只是赢前的试探。所以,终有一天,我们会成功,不管我们曾经为之拼搏的人和情是否还在,我们坚定着,坚持着,到最后我们只能说一句 无谓了 ,因为,你并没有珍惜。 我信服 大药瓶子 ,他的成熟沉稳让我信服,我无法去言述他的魅力,因为我还没有到达这份意境,成熟,真的不是说说就可以的,并不是年纪有多么大,并不是心态有多么老就算成熟,因为还要有沉稳,我,没有这份沉稳,至少现在还不够沉稳,所以我只能信服和敬仰,如若有天,我能够做到,我希望给自己5年的时间。 也许有人会笑我说,一部关于爱情关于80后青春的电视剧,跟你写的这些有什么关系?我不想解释,也不需要解释,很久,真的很久没有写文,甚至从没有把一篇文字从昨夜写到今夜,脑子凌乱的思绪和久久无法平息的心绪,只能想些写些,至少,我还在追忆着一种理智的分析和判断,即使这些都不算什么,即使我保留着半夜不睡的坏习惯在这一个人孤独的码字,我想,还有话我还是要说,因为,我不想把自己迷失。 是,一部电视剧,也许给我们沉思,也许只是娱乐般的一览而过,但,生活与剧情总是那样的相关;一部电视剧,岁末年初的观看却失去了爱情只剩下孤独,失去了理想却只剩下迷茫,物质、现实、金钱、世俗。我曾经看淡的东西却在这段日子里总在我的脑海盘旋,以至于我都不知该怎样面对我的现在和我曾有的理想;爱情、面包、我只能选择一样?我不信,虽然拜金的社会越来越让人和人之间的感情在物质里显得单薄,但我不信,因为物质可以得到可以获取,只是时间只是需要等待,只是理解只是需要包容,错过的人啊,我不会跌倒,亦不会换取,因为我还有我的原则,还有我的理想,还有我的坚持,即使我仍是失败,即使我仍是这般潦倒,但我相信我的付出总有天会有回报,不管多久,我总会得到。 我想跟我最好的伙伴说,不要怨恨我的抱怨,因为我累我伤痛,不要指责我的唠叨,因为你不理解也不会包容;你们都需要我成熟沉稳,你们总想我付出却保持着那种简单,可,我也要面对生活,至少,我面对的是我自己付出努力的生活;我并没有索取,更没有想要榨取或者换取或者威胁,我只想抱怨下我心中的苦闷,因为我无人诉说,我只想唠叨下我的疑虑,因为我已经很努力的成长,并非,忙碌让人只会埋头苦干而不思进取;并非,学历的高低就代表思想的层次;因为拼搏所以成长,因为拼搏所以懂得,因为拼搏所以理智,因为拼搏所以要求,因为拼搏所以坚持;不要说我为物质,虽然我常常说着,即使失败,即使伤痛,即使一个人孤独的流泪;我还是有我的理想和追求,有我的简单和执着;因为我相信未来总会给我们一条光明大道。只是我们都需要改变,而不是你们只对我要求的改变。 我想跟我爱过我和我爱过的人说,不要记恨我的坏,因为我像你们一样也在寻找,不要总看着我的失败,因为我希望自己越挫越勇,不要说我不懂爱,因为我还不够成熟,不要说可以原谅或者无法原谅,因为爱情没有对错,为了爱情遗失了朋友,为了朋友也遗失过爱情,不管如何,我会记得你们的好,只是,我们都活在世俗里不是吗?想想过去,想想现在,想想曾经我们说过的每一句话,谁对?谁错?其实都没有对错,只是合适的时间没有遇到合适的人,只是都要求彼此太多太多,没有痴迷,没有清纯、没有睿智、没有包容、没有理解、因为我们最终都没有拥有对方,所以我们学会珍惜,这也是幸福的事儿。 我想跟一些远离我的朋友们说,我们彼此活着都不容易,圆圆你还记得吗?只是因为我的小气和固执嘛?只是因为我们都漂泊在远离家乡的城市,并非变的虚荣势利,并非变得不懂珍惜和忘却感情,我还有着真诚你们信吗?我还有着义气你们信吗?只是在物质的世界里,我,现在无法帮助你们亦无法让你们觉得我还是曾经的我,因为,我们常常会被这有些迷乱的社会迷糊了双眼,我们常常在彼此冰冷的城市里忘记了还有彼此的一些温度和温暖。所以,远离不代表迷失,我们还会相遇,只是希望,再相遇的那刻,我们能唱着《童年》和《光阴的故事》。。。。彼此还能真诚的拥抱欢笑。 我想跟我关心我爱护我的人们说,谢谢你们的包容和理解,让我可以任性的成长,谢谢你们。虽然简单,但,心,你会懂。 燕子,我们会有更好的明天,会有更好的他(她)来到我们的身边;丫头,那只是一场华丽的梦,只是醒来有些残酷和酸楚,但还一丝温度不是吗? 后记:拉杂了太多,以至于都忘记了自己在写些什么,结尾似乎有些伤感,其实并不是我想这般伤感,只是很久没有写些什么了,也只是这一年多发生了太多的事情,都没有认真的去说过,甚至去想过;有时,人需要一段的混乱,当清醒,也许就会慢慢的改变吧;听歌吧,歌里有我们的生活,可以让我们不会那么累,可以让我们坚强的重新开始。。。。 小飞鱼写于12年3月10日凌晨 赞 (散文编辑:散文在线) 换个方式与这个城市继续厮守 早晨六点多出门,晚上快八点回来,至始至终迎接自己的只有静默;自从上了大学,周末的… 【原创随笔】弦言岁语 入冬以来,天干物燥,雪花缥缈,整个大地苍凉而且虚空。无论你的心情是度日如年,还是… 永远的军旅梦 永远的军旅梦 (甘肃康乐县 马晓春) 回忆像流星,划过无痕迹,模糊的眼睛,轮廓渐渐… 春雨 我像大地万物一样喜欢春雨。 新年刚过,天空就下起了丝丝春雨。我特别喜欢这江南的春… 弹拨梦想的雪花(修改) 临近年关,落下了第一场雪。 我在清晨惊喜地阅读到一幅长卷,洁白的是雪,灰黄的是树… 真我 流行瞬变,而风格永驻。 在别人身上可以闪闪发光的东西,放在自己这里却未必可以。 在…

Listen and read, empty city legacy dream

The scar of heartache, the scar of memory, how can I not hate? If I am strong, if I am cheerful, please let me be the same as before. I brushed my eyelashes, wiped my lipstick, changed into a Western dress and held your hand. These memories all laughed at me for being silly. I lost my mobile phone, photos and the past, but I couldn’t lose my beautiful dream. I want to smile happily and fall into your arms, running to ask you to come back quickly, love is so cute. What now? The memory is full of blank, like fish swimming freely in the sea, natural like deer, if my world can come back, these dreams will be now! —- Jinse a glance at life and death, a thought of reincarnation. Whose city has promised me 1/3 years? The story that belongs to me, the warmth that gradually fades away. A person, a city, a dream of a lifetime. Too ordinary, always wishful thinking about the attachment of the goddess of fate. Who sighed long in the years; Who was disappointed in the dream of the empty city; Who burst into tears in the music? I never thought that one day the time I missed you would be so long that I needed to measure it with all the time of the rest of my life. Most of the time, I always wonder whether there is something missing in the whole memory? Either missing you, or missing me, or missing the whole past. They all said that memories couldn’t be said, so I kept writing. Write your name into chapters and love you forever into melodies. I have been thinking about whether time will drag my missing into a long time, or whether it will make the time lengthy? It was only later that I realized that the limited time for the rest of my life was not enough to measure the length of loving you. If life can be exchanged for eternal memory, if time can dismiss all the separation, and if missing can recall the youth that has already passed away, then? When prosperity gradually declines, when the world is warm and cold, I am willing to sink into the memory swamp of the past and die. I don’t remember who said that I forgot what it was for at the beginning? Confused? Therefore, through the warm melody, I embarked on a journey of one person. I only said it was a great luck to be cared about and missed by others. Therefore, I learned to laugh at everyone, but the little girl in her heart was still there. I learned to think of you when you are free and just listening to songs. I learned to accept the emotion that things are right and wrong, but I haven’t learned to be strong yet. I told the whole world frankly that I was missing and also missing. If time cannot dilute memories, then I would rather remember those past deeply. What I fear is that if one day I forget my memories in time, will I lose the right to never forget? Always enlighten and bless others, but never know how to enlighten and comfort yourself. Even though the smiling face is like a flower, even though it is always strong, my heart is still not warm, even in the boiling water, my heart is still as cold as thin ice. I am just eager for someone to build a sea of vicissitudes for me in this time when love and hate are rampant! 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…

Away from village of peach blossom

Where on earth is the original site of the peach blossom garden in the famous articles of Tao Yuanming, Jin people? It seems that it is only a matter of different opinions. Even if someone can find out several evidences such as,, etc., it is inevitable that there may be coincidence. After all, the world is so big that there is no wonder. After all, the peach blossom garden is an ideal situation created by Tao Yuanming. If Tao Yuanming’s fiction at that time must have basis, I would rather believe that the branches of Poyang Lake are the Peach Blossom Source in Tao Yuanming’s heart, the evidence is the twists and turns of the Harbor Branch of Poyang Lake and the splendid peach blossom once existed in the village of people on both sides. I used to take a boat in the Poyang Lake Harbor Branch in the hills of northern Jiangxi, standing on the bow and looking forward, it seemed that the end of the lake was not far away. When the boat turned a mountain mouth leisurely, there was suddenly a wide harbor branch in front of me, so many times, not the same. Cross-Strait Castle Peak A, village everywhere, Fields adjacent, hailing distance, that’s a bay a scenic place, a branch of a hole. It makes people have the feeling of steep mountains, heavy water and no way out, and the willow is dark and bright. If peach blossoms and trees are added on both sides, it will be like a peach blossom garden. There were peach blossoms on both sides. Poyang Lakers like to plant fruit trees behind the village house, with varieties of peach, pear, plum, Orange, jujube, loquat and so on, especially peach trees, which are not delicious and rarely rare, it must be very mature before people can eat, but it seems that as long as they have an open space, people will be happy to plant it. When I was young, there were two peach trees behind my home, I once witnessed my eldest brother’s second elder brother planting one of them. My second uncle’s family also had several trees, which were owned by many other families in the village. When I was young and went to relatives in spring, peach blossoms blooming along the roadside were common. It is said that people in Guantang area of Duchang County used to plant a lot of peach trees. In short, in March of Yangchun, you can see the splendid peach blossom at the head of the village when you walk through any village near Poyang Lake. Such a situation is gone now. Today’s people have a place to see peach blossoms in March of Yangchun, and it is also a large number of bright peach blossoms, which are the peach gardens for the production of commercial peaches opened up everywhere on barren hills. It would be very difficult to find those three or two peach blossoms at the head of the village. Today’s peach blossoms are far away from the head of the village. I don’t know since that day, peach blossom has been far away from the village head, but I know why peach blossom has been far away from the village head. One year, when I came home from the city, I planned to plant several peach trees behind the house, but I was opposed by my family. The reason was that planting peach trees beside the house was not auspicious. Peach trees would provoke ghosts. In Chinese culture, there has been a saying that Peach symbols are used to avoid evil since ancient times. A peach sword of Jiang Ziya in “The Deification list” can even make demons who have become demons unable to live in peace, but today, why can’t the peach trees in front of and behind the house avoid evil and attract ghosts? If a fierce debate is going to be held to prove the saying that Peach Trees recruit ghosts and make ghosts, any reason will appear pale and weak, which can’t be explained. However, villagers don’t argue with you. They have their behavior standard: They would rather believe that they have. Of course, they are not without any reason. For example, Taoist priests often use peach branches and Wills to exorcise ghosts when doing magic arts. If peach trees have dealt with ghosts more often, will they not be close to Zhu, red, ink and black? Perhaps, we can find more reasons: Peach Blossom is probably a little vulgar in the eyes of the world, and when some people talk about peach blossom, I will also associate it with some kind of color that I am not ashamed. Peach blossom is so far away from the village head, which is a change of Customs. I don’t want to argue with others about the image of peach blossom in people’s hearts. I just want to know what else is far away from the village like peach blossom. The curling smoke disappeared, the singing of the shepherd boy disappeared, and even the old cattle in the field disappeared, which was not a bad thing. Is there anyone who would like to put clean energy instead of smoking? Is there anyone else who would like to raise cattle without reading? Is there anyone else who is willing to work fast and labor-saving machines without having to sweat all over? However, we can make today’s villages still sing the songs of the past, and we should let today’s people keep the simplicity of the past. When we walk in some villages today, there are no elegant alleys in the messy houses, and no small fish swimming in the dry streams near the village, there were no lively birds in the past on the lonely old trees in the village, no grandpa who could enjoy the cool weather on the summer night told stories to his grandson, and no potato chips prepared by his mother for his children to dry in the winter sun. In my thinking, I remembered the name commercialization, and couldn’t help sighing the nearly crazy psychology of today’s people towards producing and consuming commodities. The progress of the times and the development of science, as well as the changes brought to the village by the commercialization of material wealth, must be like this? We certainly cannot go back to the era of self-sufficient small-scale farmers, but can we keep what we enjoy? The village customs should not be as simple as commodities. As a grandfather, do you have time to tell your grandson an old story? As a grandma, have you ever thought of embroidering a pair of beautiful shoes for your granddaughter? As a mother, can you still accompany your children to guess a riddle? As a father, are you still willing to grind delicious sesame fried rice noodles for your family? As a brother, can you take your brother to catch the cicadas once? As a sister, can you still sing a nursery rhyme for your sister? When I went back to my hometown occasionally, when I chatted with relatives and childhood friends, what I heard was always about money, when I saw a child who just learned to walk walking walking into the shop at the village head with money in hand, I missed the peach blossom far away from the village head again and again. Of course, there are also things that are as far away from the village as peach blossom. 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…

Common heart

I surf the Internet every day and read most of the works of those writers, poets, online writers and online poets who have influence, achievement, prestige, status and identity, most of them have a good family background, either from a scholarly family, or from a bureaucratic family, or from a prestigious family, or from a family of many famous writers and poets in rich families, they are all intellectual families, especially senior intellectual families. For example, some writers whose parents are university professors, experts and scholars with great achievements, some writers whose parents are famous writers, poets, cultural celebrities and literary masters, some writers whose parents are officials, some writers, rich businessmen of parents, I often think of what a famous writer who served as the chairman of a Provincial Writers Association and the chief editor of a literary journal said to me: among the great writers of all ages, how many people are born in poor families? In fact, the same is true. After carefully looking at the backgrounds of those famous writers, I found that most of those influential and well-known writers were born in a scholarly family. Almost all of the great writers, writers and poets in China were born in high-ranking or high-ranking officials, famous families and rich families. Even some writers claim to be born in poverty, for example, some writers are born in rural peasant families, and some writers are born in rural intellectuals (such as rural primary and secondary school teachers), but relatively speaking, they are not the poorest families. In fact, the success of a writer is certainly determined by his personal talent, wisdom, talent, cultural accomplishment, life experience and his own efforts, but it also has a great relationship with external factors. I think of the growth path of a writer in this city many years ago decades ago, there was a farmer in this city who read only for two or three years without knowing a few words. Later, he took part in the literacy study in night school. It was such an uneducated farmer who started from literacy, first wrote news and correspondences in local newspapers, and wrote manuscripts while reading words through a small dictionary. Step by step, later, he became a famous writer and served as vice chairman of Provincial Writers Association and chief editor of provincial literary journals. At that time, the editor’s support for the author really reached the level of selfless dedication. At that time, the editors of literary journals not only took the author’s speculation seriously, but also paid special attention to the content of a work as small as every text and standard. Today, everything depends on money. Nowadays, whether it is a writer or a publishing company, a chief editor, a deputy chief editor, a responsible editor or an ordinary editor of a Literary Journal magazine, a newspaper magazine, all pay attention to interests. Driven by interests, it has become the reality of today’s society. Status, position, identity and fame have become the pronoun of money. For example, the president of the United States is no longer the president after his term of office expires. Those former presidents don’t serve as presidents anymore. They often publish books for fame and profit. Due to the identity of the former president, the president can not only obtain huge economic efficiency, but also obtain huge social efficiency when publishing books. Famous writers, due to their high reputation, can also produce huge effects and sensational effects after publishing books. The higher the status, the greater the influence, the greater the reputation, the greater the economic benefits. Therefore, nowadays, no matter publishing companies, literary journals, magazines or newspapers, they are always facing celebrities and Masters. If it is an influential and prestigious writer and poet who really has an important position and identity in the literary world, then it is convenient to publish books and easy to publish works those famous writers frequently publish books, works are often seen in literary journals and newspaper supplements. As long as there is real influence and fame, there is no difficulty in publishing books and publishing works. For writers, publishing books is common and publishing works is common. If there is not enough influence and reputation, then it is difficult to publish books and works. In fact, China’s population of more than one billion, writers and poets, is not much in the proportion of China’s population. There are only about 10,000 members of Chinese Writers Association. There are only about two hundred members of the National Committee of Chinese Writers Association. This is only a very small number of China’s population of more than one billion. A province with a population of 70 millions or 80 millions, Provincial Writers Association member only liang qian more than, also not much. However, only a few people can be called famous writers. Most writers are not famous. There are a lot of literature lovers and amateur authors in China who can really step on the road of writers, and only a few of them become writers and poets. Fortunately, with the Internet now, many literature lovers realize their life ambitions and ideals through the Internet. The Internet has become the way for them to step on the road of writers. There are a lot of literature lovers who walk on the road of writers through the Internet. I think: everyone has his own advantages. Although it is impossible for everyone to become a giant and a great man in politics, and it is also impossible for everyone to become a great master, a leading scholar and a famous master in academic circles, everyone can do his best, send out light and heat, and become experts and useful talents in different fields. We should not only have the courage and courage to pursue success and adventure, but also have the calm and patience to face the failure of life. If we really have a peaceful mind, then our life will be truly happy. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Face and curse myself

Everyone hopes to get high-profile from others, but seldom faces and curses himself in this way. Everyone hopes that he can be drunk in the praises of others, and there are a lot of high-end romance. In the moment I opened the window, I felt the beauty and sincerity of heaven and earth and lived together. At the moment when you stood in front of me, I and you had already narrated your mind and kept that sentence in mind. However, I can only treat myself like this. I have been in such a new mood during the long journey. Only I can treat myself like this and curse myself. Why on earth? Lol. I know that it is the broadness and selflessness of the world that tells me sincerely that you must do so. Therefore, in the wind and rain and sunshine, I carefully reviewed everything about myself, read my figure carefully, and became attached to the Spring and Autumn period in different eyes in the scars of the land, melt all my thoughts and opinions into those dribs and drabs. Therefore, everyone is the same as me. In the alternation of time and time, they are passionate about many days that have come and face and curse themselves every moment, the poetic and pictorial feelings left by him and her are truly reflected in the romantic flow of the crowd. This is our own experience and character, and also the advice and fundamental narration of our parents. This is the pride and subtlety given by this world, because we are all children of this world. Since I was separated from the matrix, I have deeply felt and sighed in this world. In this way, I stood forever and felt a lot of warmth and coldness, so I had to face myself. The moment I walked into the gap of life, I felt the beautiful form among many people. When I was running around in the eyes of him and her, I knew that there were many gains and losses accompanying me with joys and sorrows. Therefore, I gave all my things to that galloping River. Therefore, I wandered on the vast field, and I nodded one by one with scars. Therefore, I cultivated and harvested many ups and downs in her heart, and shared joys and sorrows. Therefore, on that tortuous road, I silently embraced the storm of life and hunger. Therefore, I was stirring my initial dream and the flourishing process of love and hate in the light and water. Therefore, I carved my dream and lonely time on that mottled stone. I finally got to know my own defect because of that one by one. In the aftertaste of the pain again and again, I really understood my pain. On that mountain ridge, I saw many flowers and plants withering at the age of year and floating time. In many different eyes, I got many hopes and exclamations of life, spring flowers and autumn moon. Facing and cursing, I finally wandered in the heaven and earth with the sufferings given by love and hate, all kinds of frost days. Curse and face are the ultimate comfort for one’s own mind, feeling the earth moving. Facing and cursing is to put your wish on the scarred land, which is full of spring and autumn. All the curses and faces indicate that my life has been enriched. The real face-to-face dialogue curse shows that I have learned to think in this society. From ordinary to face and curse, it has reached a sublimation of life and the final return. In the process of romance, there are many faces and curses, and many unimaginable things come into being. I, you and he (she) all meet in such a long world, love each other, love each other and hate each other. The final giving is the wonderful scenery created by the wind and rain and sunshine, which flatters my mind. The final choice, the final result and the most beautiful ending all revolve around this question With my mother’s advice, I ran away from other places, wandering about the harvest of life. With my father’s warning, I was busy in a crowded society, feeling warm and cold. All love and hate are so real and impeccable in the vast world. All gains and losses as well as bitterness are so real and credible in the worldly wisdom we have contacted. In spring, when I looked at my mother’s cultivation and seeding, I deeply understood the reason why human beings did this. In autumn, when my father sat alone in the field and overlooked the golden countryside, I tasted the sweet and sour together. Yes, together with all the people, I unconsciously felt the earth-shaking changes of the field in our hands, and the final unchanged is the plain land color, still so dark, so Frank, so selfless, and so naive, everywhere is full of simple songs and real dreams, on those hillsides with different heights and lands with different pits, colorful fruits and shapes of all things are everywhere, accompanied by human mind, the scenery given by the Four Seasons is vivid; Because when I face myself, I deeply feel that the land returns the hard work of our human beings with thousands of times of sincerity, I share the richness of human beings with my true feelings for thousands of times. At the same time, I also sigh over and over again the innocent wounds and insults given by human beings, and then I am willing to live together with human beings. Yes, only when we face and curse ourselves can we find our beauty and pain. Really, only when we face and curse ourselves can we make progress, reform and innovation World are the reasons one by one, and the real reasons and reasons list many faces and curses. The proposition of the heart and the heart really fluttered many of the most romantic and romantic themes, falling into the world. The sound of feet, laughter, crying, cheers, toasting and so on are all deep into people’s dreams. The tall buildings in the city and those courtyard tribes in the countryside are in different situations all the time, different fields contain and show the most civilized and ignorant mentality and image, common thoughts and different words and deeds possessed by the heaven and the human body, all run through such a simplest and practical proposition: food and clothing and wealth, health and harmony. The depth and romance of pictographic characters, pop songs and traditional plays are all performing the joys and sorrows of eternal songs. All the people’s hearts and the world are facing us again and again, I found and appreciated the heroic spirit of asking the sky for wine, all of them were browsing the momentum of asking the Sky angrily, and then I went back to that lonely little room for aftertaste and reflection, only by cursing and facing can we develop and update. In the end, curse and face are the height of life and the sublimation of thoughts. Starting point, facing and cursing, it brings a lot of novel life styles. How many of the past have become the wisps of the world of mortals. How many of them may have made the gains and losses one by one. Facing that piece of land, how many heroes cried. Facing the scars on our bodies, how many noble men, no regrets. Facing our homeland and customs, we are willing to live for us. The final curse is the driving force for us to move forward, as well as the starting point and ending point of life. Facing all the time, we have fulfilled every 1 minute 1 second and wandered around the Spring and Autumn period with our voices. Curse people and work silently for the final responsibility given by every Spring and Autumn period. The Curse of the heart marks the road we have traveled and the true feelings. Ha ha ha ha big wave Gold, rain spring and autumn, emotions. Ha ha ha ha wine and song, life geometry, all corners. —— Passionate creation on 2012,1 and 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…

First attempt write novels

In my spare time, I would sit in front of the computer almost every night, listening to music while tapping the keyboard and flying words. I have written thousands of essays one after another. I really want to make a living and try to write novels, but for me, this is a forbidden place that I have never set foot in. I didn’t have any education background, nor did I learn much writing. During the Cultural Revolution, I had been studying hard for ten years, but what I was shocked was that I graduated from high school after half a year’s study. It seems a bit stupid to write a novel, and I don’t know whether it is high or thick, and I overreach myself. But on a whim, I racked my brains to do it and wrote the first work “the sound of gunfire”. Everyone has the first time, the first time is beautiful. In fact, I remember when I was still studying in baiguan Lixin Primary School, when I read the novel “island female militia” after class, my heart yearned for it, I dream that I can hold the pen battlefield one day. Everyone who is engaged in writing knows that the literary world is a little mysterious. In my consciousness, prose is like a flower, and writing prose needs inspiration. Only with inspiration can prose be written like flowers and Jade. Poetry is like a painting. Writing poetry requires passion. Only with passion can the soul of poetry be grasped. The novel is like a mountain and a river, which is a soul of spirit. Writing a novel requires skills. Only by mastering the skills can you be free to control the whole story. Some people say that writing novels requires certain skills and writing skills. Firstly, it takes shaping characters as the main means to reflect or express life; Secondly, there are relatively complete and vivid plots; Thirdly, there are specific and typical descriptions of the environment. Therefore, characters, plots and environment are called the three elements of the novel. While Fengtou, pork belly and leopard tail are called trilogy of the novel plot. Unfortunately, I am don’t understand this. The “sound of gunfire” I wrote was just based on my own wishful thinking, doing my own way and writing casually at will. Narrating this great case which happened in Shangyu in a real way, and then marking it as a documentary novel. Although I knew that my words lacked movement, there was no scene description of ups and downs, and there was no detailed description of characters’ psychology. Moreover, my writing skill is far from enough, and I can’t reach the height I expected. But I still fell in love with the feeling of extreme concentration and indulgence when writing novels. Every time when I am silent and awake at night, most of my family members fall asleep, and I will start writing at the desk like a fairy at night. Tired, he put down the pen, stretched out his tired arms, stood up and walked under the balcony window, and gently brushed the cool breeze blowing out of the window. When I was clear-headed and inspired, I hurried back to the table. Hard work pays off. My documentary novel “The sound of gunfire” was finally published one after another on the red sleeves and prose online. Of course, I don’t care whether I write well or badly? I won’t care about the number of readers? Now I am just practicing pen! Everyone has their own fun. My ultimate goal is to wave the pen in my hands in the future, write down the two books “Twelve Golden hairpins” and “Hotel rank” that I have experienced in my life. This I am the first time I tried to write a novel. Although it was a bit messy and not good, I tried my best! White Paper and black words come out, I hope everyone can criticize and give advice! I will constantly revise it until it can be edited into a TV script. I also believe that I will be able to write wonderful novels with novel themes in the future. Like (prose editor: yuiran) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

After Winter, is spring still far away

The winter in Huizhou may be very cold, especially when the Spring Festival is coming. The wind blew outside for a while. I lay quietly on the bed of the dormitory without sleepiness, which was already an unaccustomed habit. I especially missed the warm season in my hometown at this time, lying lazily on the grass in the south of the Yangtze River in the spring, basking in the sun, listening to the sound of the waves of the river, watching the misty rain of willows flying in the water village and the long grass and warblers flying in March, chasing butterflies and feeling. Of course, I know this is a kind of extravagant hope. I don’t know what other people will think in other places, and I will also think of other beautiful things when it is cold. The midnight in a foreign land was particularly quiet, and every tiny voice would have an echo. The sound I typed on the keyboard moved rhythmically with my mind, which was like running water surging, the wind and the roar of leaves lingered by the window. Actually, I was tired of this wandering life. I really wanted to go home to spend the winter and fall asleep safely on the wooden bed in my hometown, in addition, the soft quilt in winter will warm every cell of the body, making it more warm when it snows outside the house, and lighting a pot of carbon fire in the room when you have nothing to do, the red flame could see the warm stream of happiness pouring into my heart. I talked with my family that everyone was laughing and frowning. My mother’s wrinkles began to kindly describe the true persistence and simplicity of family affection, which turned out to be so warm in winter. I especially miss the red moon in March before the old house. There was a kind of sweet water stain on the flower core, which tasted mellow after licking. My sister transplanted a lot later, so that the red flowers in front of the house filled the garden, and the more interesting one was the pond behind, I went to get a lot of small fish and put them in the pond. Then I went to find a large piece of soaking wood and sat on the boat. Once I turned over, I drank a few saliva and scared my mother once, happy is that the small fish in it grows up in winter. When the water is gone, the fish will become a dish of Chinese food. My father will drink a little wine happily, and I will be happier in the process of catching fish, this is a natural Harvest. What you gain is more happiness. This city will not fail to reap the original happiness. Home is our eternal spiritual motivation. After the winter, the Spring Festival is coming. After a long time of hard work, winter is the best season to end. We can throw everything away and start again, there is only one kind of belief and pursuit, and life will have longing. The past is no longer important. Whether it is intentional or unintentional, success or failure, or it is unforgettable that the sun in every corner is always bright, Let everything go and start again, everyone has to face the giving of life. No matter setbacks or blows, we should clearly see our own problems. Difficulties are not the only result. What’s more, we should improve and enrich ourselves. It is not only a material process, the spirit should also be sublimated to an optimistic and suddenly enlightened state, and return to a simple and pure state of mind. The reason why winter is spectacular is that there can be heavy snow covering all the darkness, but life will not stop because of this, when the sunshine melts the snow, everything has a turning point and a beginning. Waking up in the morning, it is a brand new beginning. Peach blossoms bloom, mountains smile, and clear water flows frequently, those who endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens only have good hopes for spring, after the winter, is spring still far away? I put winter in my palm and knead it together with the past cold fortune into a fire burning into ashes and falling snow all over the sky on the way home. Is it still far away after the winter and spring? I hide the joys and sorrows in your heart and plant the dignity of life in the center of the desert. As long as you can still run, don’t stay in the cold journey. Even the frozen layer that has been frozen for thousands of years, you must save energy like a volcano bursting out of life exit After Winter Spring is still far away I leave loneliness to myself and release together with my passion in the dark world dusty and pure memory when Dawn comes spotless and plum blossom quietly after winter spring is still far away 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…

Taste life

When I came home late after working overtime occasionally, my mother cooked a bowl of instant noodles with a yellow and white fried egg in the middle of the noodles, several green raw vegetable leaves and ham sausages, simple Instant noodles with the embellishment of these dishes, I have a big appetite. Thinking about how some people eat without thinking, it is very simple and careless. The way to deal with is just to fill the stomach and eat carelessly, the sadness of eating, even facing such a bowl of instant noodles, I would sigh with emotion. The thought-and-thought treatment is a kind of attitude towards life, which can make the simple and lonely mentality solemn and interesting, making a meal carelessly and making a meal attentively, the effect is absolutely different. There is no duplex villa, some of which may be small houses with a small area, and there is no large amount of money to build their own houses, but as long as they are willing to pay some attention, plant some flowers and plants that you like on the balcony, buy an old rattan chair, sit here when you are free, put a cup of jasmine tea that you like to drink on the tea table in front of you, hang some calligraphy and painting that you like on the wall, sit on the cane chair and listen to your favorite guzheng CD or put a tactful erhu on it. In this situation, make your own decision. Love is the same. If you care carefully and spend a little time loving the person you love, will the third party in the society still appear? The beauty of life lies in your attitude towards it, such as the flowers and plants of nature. How can you know the mission given to them by winter and spring if you don’t stop, such as the graceful Willow shedding its dead leaves and changing into green new clothes, in the same way, the winter jasmine with little yellow flowers in the dead branches, and the magnolia flowers in Changzhou city, facing the scenery of the spring, will you see those busy commuting? Maybe you are busy at work, maybe you don’t have enough time, maybe you are not in a good mood, maybe your career is still on the way, in fact, these are not important, the important thing is whether you have paid attention to it, paid attention to it, and decided whether the quality of life is good or bad with yourself. If you pay attention to it, you will have the flowers you want relatively, you will get the fruit you want. Learn to spend more time thinking about tasting life, and you will be extremely happy in this world. Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…