Heart of the spring

In nature, since the Earth rotates around the Sun, four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter are divided on the earth. Life on the Earth has different feelings in different seasons. Especially the perception of spring to human beings, there is always a kind feeling. The climate in Spring is warm and pleasant, and the scenes I see are full of vitality, and plants are sprouting; The grass turns green, the spring breeze of Hexi, accompanied by the Red warm sun, warms my heart and makes me feel uncomfortable. My expectation for spring begins at the end of autumn, which is a time that is hard to let go. The refreshing autumn will soon pass, and winter will come immediately. The coldness of early winter makes the flowers of plants wither slowly, the green leaves on the Earth are also fading away at the right time. With the deepening of winter, everything seems to be lifeless. What is presented in front of me is a piece of reeds and luxuriant plants. The sense of desolation, at this moment, it didn’t fade away because of the beauty of snow falling in winter. On the contrary, it seemed to penetrate into my internal organs, giving me a stronger and stronger feeling. However, when one day in winter, a trace of red light in the sky shot into my heart, the feeling of desolation would leave slowly, leaving my mind impressively. The bleak winter was still blowing the rustling cold wind. I walked to the wilderness outside the city, where the slight cold wind accompanied by the cold seemed to welcome me and rushed to me without restraint, at that moment, a kind of clear and cool feeling made me stop and look into the distance. The sky was blue, the lazy sunshine, the light beam of light poured directly onto the earth, and there was already no snow in the field, pieces of wheat just came out from the soil; Pieces of wheat leaned in the wind, as if giving me a courtesy. At this moment, I am open-minded, thinking of the fields in the past spring days, the rolling green waves are so spectacular, under the slight spring breeze, wave after wave rolling in the vast field, like the green ocean, the green spray implies the return of harvest for the hardworking peasants. At the moment of flashing, the warmth of spring is like water, which is always rippling in my heart, help me resist the constant cold. The seasonal reincarnation of nature is beyond my control according to my will, because the power that human beings show in nature is often insignificant. Although modern people’s ability to transform and recognize nature is constantly improving, the laws of nature are constantly changing, no matter in hot summer or cold winter, the beauty and warmth of spring, I will stay in my heart forever. I love spring too much. 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…

Glance of love

If the wind comes, a fallen leaf will be left as a thought. If the rain comes, a dewter will be left as a memory. However, you did come here, leaving only a hint of expression in my eyes that I fell in love at first sight, the boy, who I forgot my appearance and still felt deep, had been branded in my heart and sealed up till now when I was a girl. I still remember that autumn, frost dyed the whole maple forest red overnight. Therefore, this small piece of quiet maple forest became lively, especially the students who like painting, sitting under the maple tree with drawing boards all day long. I don’t like painting, but I like maple forest. No matter whether the maple leaves are red or not, I am used to walking when I am free. I like to lean against the tree and look at the Sunshine squeezing through the maple leaves with my head raised, flashing down. In autumn, pieces of maple leaves are like a bride with red makeup. Once the breeze passes, they will sway down and kiss the Earth with charming postures. That afternoon, I still walked through the maple forest to the classroom for self-study. It was estimated that the time was almost up. The painters went back with splits in hand. The maple forest was very quiet, only the maple leaves were wordy in the breeze. Suddenly a burst of laughter came. After walking around a few trees, I found that there was another boy hiding here reading. It seems that it should be one or even two grades higher than me. White shirt and blue jeans, standing with legs crossed, leaning lazily on the tree pole, elegant and natural. Perhaps he was attracted by the plot in the book, and didn’t notice that there was still someone in the woods. He just giggled by himself. However, I was attracted by him. At that time, I just thought the appearance of such a handsome guy standing in the maple forest was very beautiful, and I hated that I didn’t know how to draw, otherwise I would draw him down, looking at his angular face, he gave off a mature sense of superiority. With his handsome appearance and bright smile, the whole person was shining against the red maple. I thought the person immersed in the book would not be disturbed by the outside world, so I looked at him without scruple, or it could be said that he was greedy. Maybe he realized something and raised his head from the book, look at me firmly. I was a little embarrassed. After all, it was the first time to look at a boy like this, so I thought about leaving the beginning in panic, but I thought again in my heart: why should I be so sweet? Anyway, he didn’t know me. So he lifted his bangs, so he looked at him calmly. At the moment when our eyes collided, I could do nothing if I wanted to avoid it, as if my heart stopped suddenly. The feeling of suffocation made my head empty, only knowing that I stared at his eyes motionlessly. And the moment he saw me, his smile froze on his face. We looked at each other like this, and nobody withdrew their eyes. I don’t know who started to move the footsteps, and the distance of looking at each other began to change, two meters and one meter, until their figures disappeared in each other’s sight. It took me a long time to recover my heartbeat, and I jumped very fast. I wanted to turn back, but I didn’t dare to turn back. I was afraid that when I turned back, I would be trapped in his back and couldn’t help myself. I was only 16 years old that year, and at the age of 16, I was as pure as a piece of white paper, so when I looked at that pair of hot eyes, when I knew that it was love at first sight, I was at a loss. I didn’t dare to express myself to him, and I didn’t dare to pour out to others, so I felt like the sea overflowed my head and could only let it spread. In the next few days, I always hoped to meet him again. I thought I should say something to him, and I wanted to know whether his glance at me had the same feeling as my glance at him. Or we don’t need to say anything, just sit quietly for a while. I even had an impulse to inquire about his class and his name, but I didn’t do that after all. Maybe I was shy, or maybe I knew that love was not what we could bear at that age, so I can only press this feeling in my heart. Later, I became quiet and quiet. I didn’t like to go out after class. I sat in the classroom quietly searching every corner of the campus just to see his figure. There were several times when I saw him from afar and plucked up the courage to pretend to meet him, but when I came to him, I could only miss him with my head lowered. I don’t know whether he will keep watching my figure go away like the first time, or he really forgot me. Later, I found that he was very fond of playing basketball, and he would appear on the basketball court as soon as class was over. I could see the basketball court clearly from my classroom, but I wouldn’t do that kind of foolish thing I met again, instead of being so strange to miss, it is better to sit in the classroom silently watching his vigorous posture on the basketball court. For several times, I found that he looked at my position, but it was unknown whether it was unintentional or intentional. But in my heart, I still imagined that he was kind of interested in me, but just as ashamed as I was to confess; I still imagine that one day he might give me a little note that says I like you. I was so hard in love and looking forward to it until he left school. I, I still haven’t got the imaginary answer. Therefore, the love which ended before the beginning of The Green Years was filled with sweetness in my heart at that time, and now it is a pity to recall it. I regret that I shouldn’t have looked at that one more time, that I was too reserved and didn’t even give him a smile, and that I am still sentimentally attached to the gentleness. However, when I use my spare time to aftertaste, I can also chew a little sweet taste. 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…

To: Small Time

[Flowers] Flowers live in the sky. I like my present sheets, roses, violets, tulips and daisies, which are covered with large tracts. My head is deeply buried in this soft ocean, and there will be fragrance of flowers flowing in my dream. It seemed to stop raining for more than ten days one after another. The fragrance of grass and soil mixed in the air was a comfortable sense of smell. When I woke up, the Orange Curtain still gave out warm light. Outside the window was the lofty sky curtain, but it was a little more clear than the gloomy and dark days ago. The tiny clouds scattered irregularly in this blue background, which looked like tiny white flowers. Clouds are flowers living in the sky. I have a quilt with flowers, and if I can, I want to have a quilt with clouds. When I fell asleep in a piece of snow-white, could I hear the free singing from the Sky City in my dream? [South] you are the warm south that I still miss. I often hear others’ comparisons between the South and the North. As for me who grew up in a small city in the South, I didn’t have a deep perception of the North except I had been to Beijing twice. And south like a has been hidden in the heart of small thermometer, forever 36 ℃. It is the temperature that the body can just feel. So that whenever I think of it, there will be a trace of warmth near my heart. It is not strong, but light. It never exceeded the size of the heart, but it was already very large. It reminds me of the satisfaction that still exists in this world. Even if my temper is always cloudy and sunny, even if I often complain, it is still the warm south that makes me miss. Always, ever. Is You. [Dust] when all the noise comes to peace. Each story called memory has a beginning and an end point, just like a line segment whose ends are fixed. While in the middle, it is a long period of time, which is beautiful or sad. I am not Tinker Bell and have no time machine. I am not a hero, and there is no Tinker Bell who is willing to accompany me forever. The memory was shining and drifting away from my eyes, stretching out my hands, but the pieces of broken dust fell on my fingertips. The whole world I once thought was just a glimpse. Dust. Silence. Ican’t touch the fallen sunshine. Ican do nothing but to keep silent. Give up. Not. [Streamer] Hi, it was a small time for you to sing. Share Eyes in the dark night, share forgetting when saying goodbye, share boundaries at the end of the world, and share their fragrance with flowers. Let those immortality become a moment and share with each other. And all the moments turn into immortality and accumulate eternity. Become soft, this world. -By, fall. Well, it is soft and colorful in this world. End. 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…

Warmth of power

I read a special series of “southern window”, whose title is “alive”, which is the same as the original concept and values of “southern window”, making people feel heavy and solemn. Only this time, these two words, straightforward and concise, let people see the weight of life. Simple but bearing the weight of life, it is not easy to interpret its meaning. I saw such a passage in the preface: the noisy China sometimes makes people feel vibrant, but sometimes makes people upset. The endless things often make people have illusion, which is the real China. We hope that when you see this special album, you will be influenced by those fixed warmth, and arouse the yearning for a better life covered by daily anxiety. Of course, we will also imagine that more than a hundred years later, when later generations study history, they may find in the corner of the dusty library that in 2011, there were not only Yao Jiaxin, Guo Meimei, train rear-end, urban management violence, Bohai oil spill and so on make people angry and helpless public life, and those ordinary Chinese happy and slow life fragments. This is the other side of this era, and it may also be a more real side. How many people can say frankly that they are sticking to such words in such a large press? Exercise the elderly in the morning, parents who ride bicycles to pick up their children after school in the twilight, water bottles arranged neatly on campus, innocent and playful teenagers in the community, old people playing poker around small tables, the family of three on the train, the fisherman sitting on the small fishing boat eating lunch box, the middle-aged couple fishing, and the left-behind children going home together…. Yes, these are the main themes of our life. These are the real state of Chinese people. These are the pictures we should see and miss. These simple yearnings and expectations, these slightly tough warmth, are the most real beauty. Those nearly dilapidated buildings with the meaning of The Times let us see that in front of the vicissitudes of old buildings and the changing streets, those joys and sorrows tangled all day long, the success or failure of right and wrong, those lively and luxurious earthly things, eventually will decay into a moment and the visions. Those old people who do morning exercises in the park are the most common group of people in China, but they are the only ones. With their eyes and hearts, they watch the changing situation, their joys and sorrows, weddings and Funerals weave the most real city picture. In this era, most of the time, they are unable to defend what originally belonged to them, and their living space is planned and reconstructed randomly by capital and rights, but their belief in life and love for life are tenderly inheriting something called civilization. About days and sunshine, such words are interpreted so vividly and vividly: the days are rotating erratically, and the sunshine is rising and falling. I like this description, and I like to use such angry words to describe the seriousness and rigidity in life. Perhaps, this is the belief and yearning that news should give us, which should let us see tenderness and warmth in all kinds of coldness and rigidity. When the pace of the city is getting faster and faster, when the people entering the city are getting more and more crowded, when the distance between people is getting farther and farther, openness and occlusion, openness and pressure are constantly squeezing these people, do people complete the construction of self-awareness and identity through private communities or regain the value of life through public spaces like open blocks that can move and communicate freely? Words like meaning, value, ideal and future all have too many helplessness and inability. This book insists on serious news concepts, acute and profound exploration and judgment of news value, it emphasizes the practical news operation of constructiveness and sense of proportion, closely tracks major events, hot and difficult points in China’s political and economic fields and social and cultural reforms, and firmly believes in the power of calmness, insist on being the most influential news magazine in China, guard rationality, conscience and responsibility, condense the wisdom of the times and spread the most valuable information and thoughts. He also insisted on the initial protection and loyalty of the journalist. This firmness is nothing more than hoping to let us see the beauty of life beyond news through countless scenes, pictures and words. Let us see the meaning and beauty of living. This firmness is nothing more than hoping to let our bodies live and our souls live through these scenes and calm thinking and discrimination. 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…

You are my confidant on the Internet

I sat in front of the computer and listened to an online song “You are my confidant on the Internet”. Touching music and lyric verses made me in a high mood. Thank God for letting me meet you/I know each other in the network/the corners of the world/heart and heart together/continuous affection are all in the network you are my social confidant on the Internet, the acquaintance between you and me is the God’s will. A casual encounter in the vast sea of Internet narrowed the distance between you and me step by step. You are my bosom friend in front of the screen, sincere and kind heart, let you and me know each other. Every time I click your name gently, I will feel a touch of warmth. You are my bosom friend in front of the screen and get together in front of the screen every day. Although you and I are separated from each other, there is no distance between heart and heart. You are my bosom friend in front of my screen, which makes me immersed in a warm feeling. You and I care about each other and encourage each other. Our love is deeply buried in our hearts. You are my bosom friend in front of my screen. You and I often depend on each other in dreams. Maybe we have no chance to meet each other in this life, but we have no regrets for today’s acquaintance and acquaintance! I really want to see you on the Internet every day. Every time I wait on the Internet, what I get is my deeper yearning for you! You and I tell each other heart-to-heart, heart-to-heart call, heart-to-heart integration, heart-to-heart understanding, heart-to-heart attachment. There is a kind of meeting called sudden, a kind of happiness called having you, a kind of memory called unforgettable, a kind of oath called never leaving, a kind of missing called wanting to wear, and a kind of waiting called being with you, there is a feeling called Wonderful, and a tacit understanding is called heart-to-heart transmission. I feel your joys and sorrows between the lines, but the communication between you and me by tapping the cold keyboard is so warm. Words are the focus of our hearts, just like your affectionate eyes. The moonlight passes through the curtain, just because I miss you. The beauty of the night sky is only because of your existence. Being with You is a blessing, and being with you is a fate. Different time, different place, different crowd, changing space, changing appearance, what remains unchanged is my missing for you. The selfless friendship without desire connects you and my heart tightly. A thick miss and a sweet blessing are always delivered in the boundless space. 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…

2012 gift

When we were still immersed in yesterday, the morning glow had cleared away the clouds for the Sun. At this time, we drank a cup of boiled water to burst into the intoxication of sleep, and our hearts felt relaxed immediately. Savoring the warm current carefully is so happy. It opened the gate of a day’s work. Although it ushered in heavy schoolwork, it was very substantial. When I opened the textbook, the commentary, icons and broken lines came into my eyes one after another. Recalling the key points of the class, I sighed in my heart that the teacher was brilliant. It turned out that what the teachers carefully prepared lessons left us was such a thing called essence. When our mentor appears in our life, we have been surrounded by happiness. The sweat on the platform of three feet has been rewarded by generations of students. We are moved by the small things around us, and the people around us are all happy. The free speech in class, the high talk during class, the scramble to squeeze into the canteen after class, the crazy original appearance after returning to the dormitory, everything is full of flavor. Who will have a second youth, and who will make such a leisurely speech? The years of youth pass away instantly, and it is hard to go back. Cherish the present and care for the present. Teenagers in flower season have dreamlike fairy tales, which make us strive for, crazy for and fantasy for them. Enjoy the worldly wisdom around you quietly, continue to live a quiet life, cherish the happiness at your fingertips, and create the world in fairy tales. The dancing butterfly cast a beautiful figure on its back, and the people singing for it could not understand its sadness. It painted its own spring with dazzling colors, and when winter drew the curtain for it, it shows its elegant demeanour in this life with a smile. If you are abandoned by life and raise the mirror to look at the eyes inside, you will understand that you are not yourself, and there is a pair of eyes waiting for you. He (she) is you in the second world, as long as you don’t give up, happiness will encounter you. 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…

Wild chrysanthemum two questions [piano stage Art]]

The wild chrysanthemum on the half slope flows down from the hillside, with clusters of golden flowers flowing through the ordinary, plain and warm movement of the half slope. Whenever I pass by the wild chrysanthemum on the half slope, I can’t help slowing down my steps, gently breathing its soft fragrance, and its petite figure swaying and dancing lightly in the breeze in the calendar, it is like telling a story about late autumn or a song about love. Even in the car, when I passed the wild chrysanthemum on the half slope, I glanced at it hurriedly, although the jumping note flashed in a flash and I turned back hurriedly, they have already disappeared in the hustle and bustle of the city. But it was the instant glance that made me stunned and unable to forget for a long time, let alone let go. What kind of wild chrysanthemum is that? The delicate yellow Yan makes you have to doubt your eyes. A rainbow after rain, a rising crescent moon, a clear spring between mountains, or a pair of bright eyes full of autumn water,, these are not comparable to the surprise and touching brought to you by the wild chrysanthemum on the half slope. On a slope of the city park, they bloom freely, blooming flowers, beautiful and splendid, and more incisively and vividly. Every little flower is autumn and song score, write a Song of Autumn on the hillside. Half slope wild chrysanthemum flower, how can it be so bright and bright in this flashy and noisy city? Countless traffic whistled and galloped in front of them. The exhaust gas and the raised dust pounced on them again and again, covering and covering their beauty, they will be rewarded for their fading and annihilation of fragrance. What tricks and means did they use to shake off the dust on their bodies, silently in the mixed air filled with the smell of gasoline and coal smoke, what about your refreshing fragrance quietly? Every time when the wild chrysanthemum on the half slope expresses my heart, I will be in a kind of lofty touch. Half slope wild chrysanthemum does not need artificial cultivation, nor does it break the exhortation of others. In the season when they should open, they will bloom on time regardless of terrain or environment, no matter whether people give them applause or whether there will be people cheering for them, they will keep their minds silently and smile. In the cold as heavy as snow, the frost is still in full bloom. The gloomy fragrance softly penetrates into your nose, warms and deepens your breath, which is irresistible. They are not like those chrysanthemum cultivated in clay and celadon at all. They are delicate, lazy and hard to serve. Imagine: How can those potted plants, such as the delicate Xi Shi, the soft Drunken Concubine, the weak Zhaojun, go out of the fortress and so on, resist the bleak wind of the autumn wind and get the baptism of the autumn rain, can you stand the cold of autumn frost? The wild chrysanthemum on the half slope, which is proud of the Frost and fights against the wind and is not stained with kitsch, is it possible to tell us the ordinary people living in the virtual capital with the heart of flowers? A philosophy: the more ordinary things are, the longer they are, the simpler things are, the closer they are to the truth! The wild chrysanthemum on the half slope grows in a corner of the urban forest. They are natural but plain, not specially famous, not for return, not for loneliness and worry, nor for passers-by turning a blind eye to complain, they live smartly, grow hot and hot, neither reserved, it is not self-abased, and always maintains the desirable sentiment and admirable spirit. When there is no sunshine, they themselves are sunshine; When there is no happiness, they themselves are happiness! What a contented and philosophical world the wild chrysanthemum has created! Wild chrysanthemum cliff in the city. Steep Cliff. Previously, it was still a piece of green. Within a few days, bright wild chrysanthemum flowers were competing to open and opened into a golden belt beside the mountain forest. This is a fascinating autumn. Because of the enthusiastic participation of the wild chrysanthemum flower on the cliff, it becomes more charming. This is a poetic cliff. In the bleak rope dyed by layers of forests, beside the rising and falling mountain forests, in the flashy and pale cities, under the poetic arc of birds, in the marvelous eyes of the road, a fluffy, clusters, clusters of long vines hang or hang on the roadside, scattered on the cliff. At first, it was just the bulging bract, the pale yellow of the stars, like the bright stars in the night sky, and like the notes jumping in the music score. After a few autumn winds, a autumn rain, the full and dense flowers to be put gradually lit up in the withered green. One morning, when you pass under the cliff and occasionally raise your head, you find that under the bright autumn sun, the wild chrysanthemum suddenly shines on the whole cliff, making passers-by have lofty sentiments and then want to improvise poems, or sing! Because of the charming wild chrysanthemum on the cliff, my mood has been in the lofty excitement this autumn. Whenever I went out of the way of the wild chrysanthemum on this cliff, my eyes would stare at them unconsciously, and my steps would slow down unnaturally. What a cliff of wild chrysanthemum is this? The petals with big nails are dotted with delicate stamens, with refreshing fragrance. The little yellow is like yellow brocade elf one by one, in the breeze, we can enjoy the carnival and dance together, enjoy the vitality of youth, and pour out their long-hidden love. My depressed mood was suddenly infected by them and gradually became bright, just like a warm spring flowing through my chest. A kind of silent gentleness came to my heart quietly, and then covered my whole body. In the materialistic city, the beauty of their singing undoubtedly smeared a beautiful stroke on the low and pale sky for the mechanical composition of high-rise buildings, adding a few more poetic and poetic feelings and the warmth and beauty of the countryside. Facing the indifference of city dwellers and the pollution of automobile exhaust and industrial exhaust, they are still swaying and graceful in the wind, smiling brightly at people, regardless of whether people’s eyes are cold or hot, whether it is dull or surprised. They are not afraid of being attacked by the raised dust at any time, defiled by the thick black smoke, annihilated by the falling mountains and destroyed by the cold autumn frost, or be cut by ruthless poisonous hands, smile frankly to the city and face Qiu Yang calmly. What kind of peace and tranquility they have are, like the eminent monk who has got the way through the world, and also like the extraordinary philosopher who has a bird’s eye view of floating life from the highest point of life. Unconsciously, I feel that I have been deeply moved by their spirit of being willing to be ordinary and indifferent, their possession and contentment. I have witnessed the overbearing peony, the strong Jasmine, the romantic rose and the plain and clean Lotus Lotus; I have also seen the rich Daisy, the loose cornflower, pure rural velvet chrysanthemum, rough black chrysanthemum, arrogant Marigold, naughty three-color chrysanthemum and light Persian chrysanthemum. I also thought of those potted chrysanthemum placed in the streets and lanes on festivals, in front of the hotel, Hotel, tea bar or in the hall. They are either gorgeous and rich, and do their best to please; Or they show a look of listless, lazy and tired, contemptuous and flattering, coquettish and self-pity, hypocritical and vulgar, it makes people feel bored. They are appreciation products cultivated by flower-raising people or gardeners according to their own eyes, thoughts, aesthetic standards and values, using scissors, strings, iron wires, stones and other objects, without the simplicity of wild chrysanthemum at all, wild and capricious. They are no longer the flowers in essence, but a bunch of colors and lines with flowers but no flowers. After the humanization of potted chrysanthemum, what bloomed and overflowed in the surface sense is just the vision and intelligence imposed on them by people. They are not as natural and Frank as the wild chrysanthemum on the cliff. They are vivid, lovely and full of wildness. It seems that they cannot be tamed, but they are kind and approachable. Wild chrysanthemum does not need to be cultivated, and no one can cultivate it! As long as they have their seeds, they will take root and spit their leaves stubbornly, and open into a fresh poetic and shocking light. No matter under their feet are remote villages or cliffs, they will choose no location, open as scheduled in the season. Even the skinny cliffs, steep and abrupt cliffs, or bare stones without grass, are not as spoiled, willful and stubborn as the potted chrysanthemum in the city, and they think themselves beautiful. A single branch is only beautiful, and a blooming flower is a splendid one. Because of this kind of beautiful sentiment and accomplishment, the wild chrysanthemum in the city can survive till now in the harsh environment and climate of the modern city. Then think about it, isn’t we human beings like this? I know why I am always in passion! 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The choice of life

Recently, my heart is quite restless. I have a lot of time, but I am lazy in action, thinking a lot, but my heart is at a loss. Now my work is really relaxed and I have plenty of free time, which is what I pursued before, but now my heart is confused: am I going to live my life so ordinary? No, this is definitely not what I want. Everyone has ambitions. They have a lot but still want to have more… Yesterday, I chatted with a friend who said: you have a lot of time now, and you should find a way to study.. Yeah! I can’t live such a mediocre life any more. It’s time to find something to do… But what can I do? What do you want to do? Can study what? What do you want to study? I am confused and confused, but many things are doomed to need to find answers by myself. There are many ways ahead of me now, but I have made a choice. I don’t know whether I choose right or wrong, but everyone has his own lifestyle, they all have their own goals and choices, and the choices of life are just like sometimes we stand and wait for seats on the bus. Some people like to stick to one seat, etc, however, some people like to wait around in the car. Maybe the person who stared at one seat didn’t wait until the terminal station, maybe he waited until the next stop; While the person who walked around in the car, maybe this seat will be empty as soon as he leaves this seat, or he will meet the empty seat as soon as he walks to another seat; This is all possible, so no one can say whose choice is right or wrong, but now I can only go quietly along the road I choose and stick to it, no matter whether it can reach my destination or not, there is no need to regret as long as it chooses…. I believe that the world is fair. When you have something, you will certainly lose something. Maybe some mermaid and bear paw have both, but I am not, what I have experienced and paid is to get rid of poverty, live a more comfortable life and live the life I yearn for. I have no ambition to serve the people and the country, these are not realistic for me either. I don’t have such grand goals and abilities. I am just an ordinary person. There are not many more than me in the world, and many less than me, I just want to live a better life. Therefore, I have been striving for a better life and realizing the small ideal in my heart; Of course, I also learned knowledge to enrich my mind and soul, to make myself a profound person, I also want to leave my own mark in the world, but these are all based on the basis that I can live a comfortable life. Although my life is not comfortable now, I can also get a salary to support myself and have a lot of time for myself to control. Therefore, I am satisfied and should not be confused now, think about those unrealistic things, but contentment is not satisfaction, nor can it be content with the status quo or do nothing. It is people who need to pursue. What I pursue is to be happy, it is enough to live a full life in front of you every day, work hard and earnestly to do everything in front of you, and accomplish every goal you can. 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…

Hello, my inner child

After having dinner with the guests, I couldn’t get rid of my unspeakable sadness for quite a while. I know that my inner child was stimulated. On the dining table, the restaurant was very slow to serve at the wedding banquet, and it was almost interrupted twice in the middle, which gave people the impression that the grade was very low, while the boss just attached great importance to this banquet. The boss’s face was very ugly. Although I didn’t say anything, I seemed to hear a voice of criticism. Yes, my inner child was hurt. I saw him who was nervous and scared. Therefore, I immersed myself in that sad atmosphere and wanted to approach my inner child. I wanted to say hello to him. I want to treat myself by accompanying my inner child. I felt my shoulders tight and my back was sore. Various complex feelings are sometimes vague and sometimes clear. Grievance, self-accusation, helplessness, nervousness, worry, fear, anger and so on. I felt the deep feeling enveloped me, but it was hard to really see what it was. Yes, I noticed that my inner child appeared, but he didn’t let me see his face clearly or get close to him. I know that the only way is to wait patiently without disturbing him. Yes, I seem to see his disappointment and dissatisfaction with me from the boss’s face. I don’t know if I want to explain anything. I have arranged it carefully. The accidents in the hotel are really uncontrollable factors. This makes me very sad. Why are you nervous and scared of the disappointment of the boss? I want to get closer to my inner child. Tears of grievance wanted to fall down. I vaguely saw him who was severely reprimanded by his father when he played and went home in his childhood. Father said: if he saw me playing by the river again, he would press me in the water with big stones. I wanted to say that I didn’t play in the water at all (that was what I wanted very much), but my father didn’t allow me to tell. Yes, it seems that I did something wrong, which made me feel nervous, scared and wronged. Maybe I have made my fist tight, but how dare I attack my father?! Yes, I look forward to my father’s understanding and recognition. I am so eager to be appreciated. And my heart was full of anger for my father’s despotism! This is my inner child. I saw him clearly at once. Hello, inner child. I know you are serious and responsible for yourself. You didn’t do anything wrong, but the environment was full of variables, so when faced with some autocratic fathers, you couldn’t tell yourself clearly, and your heart was full of anger. I understand your grievance. Maybe your father’s support and maintenance are the only guarantee of your life, but you can completely protect yourself after things change. You have your own power, and you don’t need to rely on others. I use meditation to say this to myself and to the inner child. I shivered and felt a lot excited. Just like being sunk into the abyss just now, now it is found that there is still supporting force in the low valley. Yes, do I still need to rely on others as I did in my childhood? Thank you, inner child. Your timidity and responsibility made me a prudent person, avoiding many mistakes and pains. Sincerely thank you. Your self-accusation has become the self-disciplined me nowadays, which makes me grow to Today step by step. You don’t have to be nervous and afraid, because now I have great power to dominate myself. You don’t have to feel wronged any more. It doesn’t matter if you don’t cheer for others. What matters is that you cheer for yourself. In fact, under Jiuquan, father should also feel gratified for his son today. No matter how tears flow down, I know that my tears are moved by the acceptance of the inner child. He no longer had so many tangles and constraints, and he became free and relaxed. I held him tightly, and I integrated with him. I shook my shoulder, which became relaxed from the tightness of hair. An inner force surged up all over my body, which gave me a boost. I took a deep breath and knew that the inner child had grown up. 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…

Who lonely than fireworks

Finally, we will wave goodbye to us in a gorgeous and colorful way tonight. At dusk, looking from a distance through the window, the thin rain was floating faintly above the long lane. The ground was permeated with thick moisture one after another. I received a text message yesterday that the fireworks on this year’s Lantern Festival will be set off at 08:18 tonight. Although I was not sensitive to numbers all the time, somehow I still kept this time in my mind. To explore the reason, maybe it is because of the deep expectation for the gorgeous fireworks all over the sky, or it is because this is a lucky number. The sky is getting deeper and deeper. Outside the window, the rain was pouring down. In the rising noise, the 5-year-old son finally couldn’t help being anxious and urged us to go out with joy. Walking downstairs with an umbrella, I found that the rain was getting denser and heavier. Standing in front of the massive rain curtain, I couldn’t help frowning. However, my son raised his head and stretched out his small hand to touch the cold rain in a trance moment. I wanted to reprimand him, but finally I pretended to be angry and pulled him back under the umbrella because of that bright smile. Finally, regardless of the heavy rain, I hid under the umbrella and placed myself in the bustling crowd. Walking all the way, the lights were circuitous and the shadows of trees were swaying. No matter which season, the scenery of the small town could always be easily drawn. The flying eaves, the stranded boat, the unique window lattice and the half-covered Zhu men were all silent in the rain. Looking across the river, the music fountain has been playing endlessly on the other bank. After a while, with a loud noise, I saw a dazzling splendor in the air. The fireworks all over the sky bloomed in the air in a gorgeous posture, flashing countless eyes and jumping countless hearts in a flash. The rain stopped gradually, and the fireworks remained the same. Deep in my eyes, that wave after wave of splendor still bloomed in the air, and then disappeared silently with a gorgeous and decisive posture until it vanished. Looking back around, deep in the light, the figure was blurred and the noise gradually went away. There was a faint voice echoing gently in my ears. Someone asked: who is more lonely than fireworks? Some people say: Loneliness is a kind of beautiful flowers. 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…