I won’t worry about this season

Once again, I passed by the Grove of the campus. The tall trees always gave me a firm and fulfilling feeling. They recorded the years in the annual rings, watching the people passing by the Tree Day after day year. By accident, the years old their faces and let the sad light Moss climb over their bodies. When the cool breeze came, the tree shivered, leaving only branches shaking lonely in the wind. The crisp beating sound of branches is just like the epiphyllum blooming alone in the middle of the night, which is both delightful and sad. This is the fate of the tree. There will be leaves falling and flowers blooming eventually. Without the free and easy leaves, how can there be flourishing leaves in the coming year? I lowered my head and said nothing. I walked through the woods, and the rustling voice was still clear in my mind. In such a season, how many literati and scholars were worried? The boundless falling trees were rustling, the Yangtze River was rolling, the autumn wind was bleak and the weather was cool, the plants were shaking down and exposed to Frost, the curtains rolled to the west, and people were thinner than yellow flowers. Are you worried about me this season? I ‘d better ignore it. I am just a student, and I am a poet who dances literature and ink. Imagine how many people who passed by under the tree had the same sadness as mine. Maybe they were also free from the sadness soon. We don’t have to be sad, because every season has its mission. Spring is gorgeous, summer is wild, autumn is Golden Harvest, winter is covered with silver makeup. Years, you are changing in such a hurry. I grow up day by day without any reason. One day I will leave here, travel to another strange city, and then fall in love with that strange city, I will be a lone goose, soaring in the sky full of vicissitudes. Now, my mind is like a kite with broken lines, swinging in the air and never finding a destination. Let’s just take a math book and look at the unfamiliar formula theorem, letting the afterglow of the sunset fall into the room. 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…

Star Night

Heaven, or the original heaven, earth, or the original land. People are constantly changing. A person’s life is both long and short. Some people have made great contributions to the society and human beings, and they are well-known; Some people are ordinary and unknown. Life has many necessities and accidents. It must be the premise of accident, and accident is an inevitable opportunity. Life has many necessities and accidents. It must be destined, and accidental is Man-Made. Inevitably, it cannot be changed, and it needs to be grasped artificially by accident. A person’s background cannot be changed. I often think of the life experiences of several of my young partners. Some of my young partners graduated from National famous universities, some from ordinary universities. Many years later, some became university presidents, professors and doctoral supervisors, he has become a famous expert and scholar, some have entered the work of Party and government organs, become senior officials, some have become leaders of enterprises and institutions, and become entrepreneurs, industrialists, billionaires, tens tycoons. Now, they are all heroes who have made achievements in their careers. A person’s life experience is not only related to a person’s family background, but also related to a person’s accidental life experience. A person’s accidental life experience may change a person’s fate. I found that most of the famous writers with status, identity, influence, contribution and achievement in China were born in official families or scholarly families, and some of them were born in poor families. Many famous writers come from famous families. That is, many writers, poets, literary critics and literary theorists who are not well-known and influential are mostly born in intellectual families. Born in an intellectual family, it provides a shortcut for the growth of life. By contrast, born in peasant families, especially in poor peasant families, people suffer more hardships on the road of life. However, in society, whoever has a good family background and a good personal condition has a natural sense of superiority. The families of high-ranking officials, rich families, star families, celebrity families and famous families naturally have natural superiority. Even ordinary cadre families, ordinary intellectual families and rich families also have a sense of superiority. I reside Murano. They both bow to each other and stay away from each other. 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…

Lonely Western-style house

There is a special education school in the scenic lakeside Huangsha Bay. On the south side of the playground near Dongting Lake, there stands a Western-style building with European and American architectural style. According to historical records, this was the residence where the Americans, the Haverley couple, came to Yueyang to establish a school more than 100 years ago. I don’t know when our friends in Yueyang literary circle formed an indissoluble bond with this Western building, which unexpectedly became a wonderful place for writers to create. Literary creation cannot be separated from a good environment. There is no doubt that the unique location and quiet environment of the foreign building can give birth to the inspiration of creation, which makes people forget all the shame and shame and devote themselves to creation. I really admire the American haiweili’s vision. In those years, he chose huangshawan to run a school and built a Western-style building on the condescending huangshaling. He enjoyed the beauty of lakes and mountains all day long and the gentleness of the clear moon. What a great joy! As time goes by, the stars change. The foreign building is no longer the paradise of foreigners, but the home of dancers. The literati just took a fancy to the unique environment of the Western building, so they came here one after another to feel lonely. Writing in a foreign building, the most comfortable thing is still the quiet night. At midnight when the moon was bright, the building was bathed in the night. It was a little quiet in the building. I could not hear any noise, but only heard my heartbeat and the rustling sound of the pen tip. At this time, creation also enters a state of selflessness. Tired, he pushed open the window, and the moonlight shone into the western building. He looked up at the sky and looked down at the lake water, feeling that it was so empty and boundless in his heart. The gentle wind twitched the hair, which made people feel inspired. Therefore, they usually stayed up all night without going to bed until they were extremely sleepy. As far as I know, in recent years, only writers in Yueyang City have created more than a dozen long, Novella and reportage here. Peng Jianming’s full-length novel “daze”, novella “absolute fishing”, Chen yasian’s playscript “mayor’s wife”, Peng Dongming’s full-length novel “fire clouds in the Sky”, zhang yangqiu’s long reportage “military emblem shining Dongting” and other works are all written here. In the first summer of the new century, when several literary friends and I came to huangshawan to write again, we saw the sign of instructor dormitory hanging in front of the foreign building. It turned out that Yueyang student Military Academy was built this morning. Therefore, principal Yi arranged us to write in a new Western-style house decorated on the east. Although it is luxurious and comfortable here, I always feel that the desire to write is not as strong as that in the western building. Therefore, I really want to write day and night in the western building. Every morning, when I approach the western building, a kind of indescribable complex twines me, which makes me hard to let go! 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…

A snap of the fingers, heart seamless

Most of the time when narrating a story, the feeling in the heart is more. However, the feeling between the fingers and the heart is a subtle emotion. I have never thought that giving up is the best result for each other. If I love each other, I will give up because of love. What I regret is myself. I remembered that I didn’t feel much when I met for the first time that day, but suddenly I was a little at a loss. I didn’t know what I should do or what I really wanted. My gentle personality was doomed to have nothing to do with me. I have always heard many people say that my personality is suitable for being a boy rather than a girl. In fact, I have also thought that if I were really a boy, I think I would be much happier, at least I won’t face everything I don’t want to face. There are always many twists and turns in life. It is too late to look back, and we have reached the next intersection. Many things are not what we want to do. There is no right decision or wrong awakening, maybe knowing too much will only make you more tired. From knowing each other and loving each other to getting married, this process may be a little unrealistic for us. Maybe many people will say that this process is the only way for lovers. If we don’t know each other, we will not confirm the relationship. If we are not sure about the relationship, then how can we get married? But now we break the routine. Only on this side did we know more about the relationship. We just stepped into the Palace of marriage with our own feelings. We didn’t know each other until we got married and found that they were not suitable for each other, take your youth as the final end of life. I always think that two people have fate together. If I have no feelings for you, then how can we talk about it? Love at first sight is doomed to be out of luck with me. Sorry, forgive my indulgence, maybe we are not suitable. I remember that when I said this sentence, I didn’t reflect anything. Maybe it should have been like this, maybe I was really not ready to take care of a family, I never think that I know a lot on the road of love. On the contrary, I know very little. I don’t know how to care for others, how to talk better with others, and how to grasp opportunities, there are too many people who don’t understand. You said, you will wait, but my heart is far away from you, close at hand, but far away from the end of the world, it seems very far away and unrealistic, there is no reason to choose, let yourself stay in a harbor of your own. A long crowd of people, strangers passing each other, not who is right and who is wrong, not who is incompetent in return for the final result, in the face of not necessarily able to achieve, leaving became the only relief between us. One day I met at the crossroad and forgot the original agreement, holding my hand and growing old with my son. Our Oath has already been buried in memory. Between the fingers, the passing of time has already made us look old. In the age when we shouldn’t meet, we have learned to grow up, face and survive. That’s all, but love has already become an extravagant hope. I like quietness. When I am alone, missing always comes like a tide. The light is very real and heavy. My tears have already been lifted, but I just don’t want to face it, the final result is to go on alone. In the hazy years, one year has passed like this. I have learned too much and understood too much, but my heart still seems to be so blank and love seems to be far away, unrealistic or fantasy. 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…

Yuzhong remember

In those days in Lanzhou, the weather was always gloomy after the rain, and the slight wind was refreshing. One free afternoon, everyone went to the edge of the Yellow River together. I stood beside the Yellow River, the muddy Yellow River under my feet was flowing calmly, and the blue and gray sky above my head was boundless. Looking back at the rolling mountain, even if there were no trees, which set off the sky, it was still so vivid. I don’t know how to describe the scenery or the mood of watching it. Some people are attracted by the scenery in the front, while others are remembered by the pictures in the back. The team was elongated on the edge of the Yellow River, and then the team gathered us to attend one or two brief explanation meetings, and then they were distributed. Starting from that school, cars went through streets, separated from the air of the city, and drove into the real Loess Plateau. The dazzling sunshine evaporates the smell contained in the air after the rain. I seem to be able to distinguish the smell emitted by leaves, soil and grass. Then, I saw the Loess Plateau. The scenery in those pictures is so close to me now, as if I accidentally saw the dream set by myself. The road is tortuous, and the two sides are deep ditches suddenly concave, with different shapes. I really want to jump off the car and stand by the ditch to have a look, although I don’t know what I want to see. In the evening, when we were left in school, my western life began officially. For the first time in four years, I looked up consciously and luckily saw the stars shining in the night sky. And my first Western dream was awakened by the sunshine through the window and the flies flying inside the room at 8 o’clock the next morning. For the next whole day, we were all cleaning up. When we found it was almost all right, it was already six o’clock in the afternoon, and everyone decided to have dinner in the town. Second, the first impression of Yuzhong was that when my companions and I were walking in the town, the houses we saw had a feeling of gray. The rain came suddenly, but only a few drops. I don’t think there will be any rain here. On the way back to school, we found a rainbow painted in the sky. This surprised us. This was the first time I saw a rainbow. Everyone immediately ran to school to get the camera. At the same time, we found that the standing bare mountain on the opposite side was dyed dark red, just like a screen. I can’t tell what kind of red it is, a little darker than the sunset, and the mountain seems to be right in front of us. Therefore, we plan to visit the mountain. About two days later, we walked along the road at the school gate to the foot of the mountain. In the south, the style of summer is unified by Green, including verdant trees, boundless grass and various crops. Here, the style of summer is unified with dusty gray. The road we walked through, the houses along the road, the faces of people sitting outside the house, the walls as their backgrounds, and even the green plants all looked like this. It is hard to say how far the mountain is in front of us. We passed a long and narrow village, and the mountain was the same as what we saw, not near. And people didn’t take this action seriously, or it was just a simple walk. When it was getting dark, we folded it back. A heavy rain a few days later seemed to change our view of the rain in the northwest. With amazing eyes, we started from the raindrops with a diameter of four or five centimeters that hit the ground at first, and saw the rain disperse consistently. The wind and rain came together and almost broke the trees. Then, I found that the quilt was wet a few pieces. After the rain, the trees washed away the dust on the surface and became light green. The weather cleared up leisurely. The setting sun came out from the sky, and the gorgeous rosy clouds spread all over the sky. Inadvertently, I remembered the rain in Guilin, which seemed to come and go in a hurry. However, in the following days, such unexpected rain came like an appointment, coming in the evening. And the rain in this evening gradually continued into the rainy season in Northwest, which was as drizzle as long as the rainy season in Jiangnan. When we came, we didn’t bring umbrellas. My companion asked me when the rainy season in the South was, and I couldn’t help laughing. In this season of continuous drizzle, the days are also rendered with a hazy color by the drizzle. Sometimes, after a short stay, the clouds pass through several dazzling rays of light. Looking at the mountains in the distance, they gradually turn into the color of indigo, which is almost the same as the mountains seen in the Southern hometown after rain. The mountain like a screen has become the scenery I overlook again, showing different customs after the rain. When chatting nothing, one partner went to Suzhou, the other went to the county, and another read her books in the dormitory. In the afternoon, I sat alone in the classroom. Suddenly, I remembered the mountains I saw along the road on the train, standing like the mountains I saw in front of me, they seem to have experienced the same natural change in the Loess Plateau. Perhaps, if these mountains were covered with luxuriant forests, they would be almost the same as those in Guilin. If we must care about the differences, it would probably be between them and the elegance and roughness created by nature. In my impression, there won’t be so much rain here. Maybe I simplified the climate here. So many days of boring life made me feel bored. While my western life has just begun, what does a simple beginning mean? Perhaps more is expectation. Third, in another rainy season, if the House does not leak, I prefer rain. It is hard to see such rain in the northwest. I remember that when I first came here, I caught up with the rainy season here for a year. It was drizzling and drizzling for three days and two ends. If it were not for the bare mountain behind the campus and looking at the lush trees in the campus, I would regard the northwest as the south of the Yangtze River. Now, another impression of rainy season is coming. The weather forecast says there will be the same heavy rain as now for the next three consecutive days. Such a situation cannot help worrying people. At present, only a small area where the bed is located does not leak, but the water on the ground has flowed under the bed (in order to adapt to rainy days, I have adjusted the position of the bed). It rains for three days, God knows what will happen? The kitchen (the kitchen here is called the kitchen) also leaks, but there is still a non-leaking place where the electric cooker can be put down. In a trance, I went from July of the first year to June of the next year, from watching the unpredictable autumn rain to the pouring summer rain, it seems that the life of supporting education is going to end in such a rain. These days, apart from eating, I just lie in bed. I could only lie in bed, reading books or listening to songs while listening to the patter rain. The same is true for companions. We have been together for a long time, and there is no new topic to talk about. Besides the sound of rain, there seemed to be the clear sound of birds flying occasionally, or the sound of cars passing by in the distance, and then the monotony in the rain. Through that small window, I could only see the gray sky. I constantly choose between turning books and listening to music. The words in the book gradually made me numb; While in music, I unconsciously chose those low or with shouting voices. When the rain is a little small, I will go out and have a look. At this time, only slight drizzle was floating in the air. Those evergreen trees took off their gray color, which made them look extraordinarily bright, which surprised me a lot. Walking in the campus, I found that the color of the House also changed. A feeling of washing soaked in every scene, let alone the mountains in the distance. The quiet air brought me distant memories, and it seemed that I would cast such a scene into the memories of the future. However, it seems that I still splashed some attachment in this situation. My feeling was suddenly empty, and the things brought by the drizzle were taken away by accident. I wanted to distinguish what I was thinking, but found that my thoughts were as hazy as the gray sky. Fourth, it is often cloudy to leave the Sky. In the morning, you can see pieces of water on the ground in front of the yard, and it may rain again at night. The mountains are unusually clear in the distance, just like what I saw a long time ago, except that those mountains are green, while these mountains are yellowish brown. These scenes always remind me of what happened yesterday. I also often feel that I live in such memories. I have been away from the countryside for four years. In this way, I went back to the countryside. Although the environment is very different, some similarity is still so memorable, and this similarity makes life recall again and again. I can’t tell how these scenes touched me. After a rain, the sky was extremely clean, the mountains were slender and the eyes were unrestrained. This scene was repeated again and again after the spring rain in the mountain village, and every time it made me intoxicated. At first, I paid attention to this situation in junior high school. Probably from then on, the inner heart began to have consideration or pressure, so the inner heart began to become unclear, thus pursuing this external artistic conception. In fact, I have already begun to recall here. I came back from shopping with my companions. When I passed by the house where I originally lived, I seemed to see a car parked there while we were busy moving things into the house. The Sun on that day seemed as strong as now. Now, we have sent away a companion. We are also leaving. Speaking of these, it is a kind of nostalgia. Many scenes have been clear since we moved things into the house. A similar environment can describe the details of the past in front of us, just as the scene in front of the door becomes clear in the sun. It should be said that the scene after arriving in Lanzhou is vivid in my mind. Here, one kind of life says goodbye to another kind of life. In a brand new environment, I started a journey, and the beginning of the journey seemed to be full of all kinds of memories, even on a leisurely afternoon, when I listened to the erhu string at the end of the alley in the lazy sunshine, I had already regarded it as a scene of memory, and this year’s life began to fly in the sunshine. Memories may not only be nostalgia, but also be the imagination of a new beginning. This assumption is often influenced by emotions and memories. The past, present and future will blend together at some times, and we are often the aggregation of this blend. Realistic ideas are not only limited by the past, but also by the future, just like the expectations mentioned in economics. When thinking like this, we can’t tell whether it is clear or vague. Not everyone can recognize the real environment clearly. Looking at the sky after the rain, it is hard to say whether it is quiet or depressing monotonous. When I recall now, it seems to push a future thing to the present. In front of that door, the car I thought of saw off a companion on a rainy morning. Maybe on a similar morning, when recalling the summer sunset, we also left quietly. And this kind of departure may be another beginning. Like (prose editor: prose online) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Happiness life

My heart was paralyzed by trivial life, and I couldn’t feel anything new. People often said that whether life cheated me or I cheated life. I was also unwilling to feel that life was not as bad as I thought. I thought I was bewitched by the front line of the trend. I couldn’t find an exit, and I was always looking for it. I live in a group consisting of five plus one. When I am free, I always like to lead my children to walk in the community. The community is very small, and the garden for leisure and children to play is very small, this community used to be the family home of a factory, so most of the old people living here now are retired and old-age care at home. Interests and hobbies are the main theme of their life, and the advantage of the first floor is to cultivate flowers, take out a piece of flowerpot and put it under your own window. There are all kinds of flowers, competing for excellence and beauty, regardless of the high and low, which can be divided into high and low. There are many kinds of pets, such as dogs and kittens. Although they are not expensive, they also enjoy themselves. There are several towering trees beside the east wall of the yard. I can call their names poplar and Elm, which are the trees of working class. These years, we seldom see such thick trees. Every time when my child and I were enjoying the cool under the tree or playing games, there was always an illusion that the unclear innocence came like spray. I never escaped, but I was caught voluntarily. When my childlike innocence interacted with my child, my feelings were released. Like the color of summer flowers, I was touched by life like splashing ink. This is the happiness I have experienced, family happiness. My child calls every grandfather and grandmother sweetly, even the old man who never stops walking around the community. They liked the disturbance of their children very much. They teased the lovely children happily and continued to leave quickly. Walking as fast as flying, walking out of their movement under every infinite beautiful sunset. The beating notes are their steps, from which I seem to see my parents’ steps, which are like my steps in a trance. I think in a trance, pulled back by the cry of the child. The voice is tender, crisp and delicate. Mom, that Aunt’s deer dog is so beautiful, can you buy me one? I looked through her fingers. Not far away, there was a beautiful woman walking the dog, with a straight body, slim and lovely body, fashionable tight pants at the lower part, a Korean-style skirt-style long waistcoat, and white skin, light makeup. If I do not say, who can see that I in the description of a 50-year-old aunt. Young makes me excited, who doesn’t want to stay young forever! Is really beautiful. I have always been a very confident person. I never thought that children would make me find different beauty and live a different life than I imagined. Only after I had a child, I had no struggle with the world, which could be said to be an isolated life. I didn’t expect to live in the secluded corner of the deep house, and there was still a different sky. The stream in my heart never forgot to give me the news of spring and let me paint the spring scenery. I am a very emotional person who finds the most vulnerable nerve among ordinary things and makes it sensitive. In this sense, I am a person with poor self-control; Sometimes I am also very rational. When things are fake and beautiful, I will reject them, which is not my intention, it is a very instinctive behavior. Children and the elderly, health and happiness, all of these and the hearts of the old should be smeared with thick colors. I am not Hyacinth, so desperate and helpless that I can send letters by the wind. I hope that someone who wants to see, hear and feel that life is becoming beautiful and simple, just like a painting. If you are a painter, please show this harmonious background painting with strong colors, and draw the theme with bright and gentle colors, which will be an unforgettable painting. I am looking forward to a painting. The so-called paradise is just like this. If you are worrying for nothing, please be simple 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…

Difficult Hidden City

I always thought that in a small town, I could let time flow slowly without trace until my years passed away, until only memories were left in my life, just on a cane chair, reflecting the bright sunset, a cup of steaming tea always hopes that time can rotate in this order. Everything in life, including you and you, will meet in the countercurrent, like black and white movies, they will not show until they lose the thoughts of memory and mess up the pace of memory. Every day, for the first time, I can see a piece of sunshine splashing on my bed which is not very big, getting in mischievously through the crack of the curtain, and then stretching myself, the whole glass door was opened suddenly. The sunshine was like Golden Mercury shining on the whole room. The breath of balcony was particularly fresh in the morning. I couldn’t help breathing greedily and like walking around when brushing my teeth, the room is full of chaos. In the shabby room, I will not stay for a long time deliberately, but I always think of things for a long time. Good or bad, happy and sad life is a movie, I just can’t rewind as I wish. Sometimes I would think about what kind of situation it would be like if one or one thing I like for a long time could go on according to the beauty. I couldn’t help but like to raise my eyebrows, laughing and singing, subconsciously, I don’t want to be bad, I just want to be so happy. Consider whether to say it out, or put it in your heart quietly. It is unknown, and then laugh it off together, wait for the future, wait for the future, wait for the arrival of a day, and then feel that, suddenly, I lost a voice that kept nagging in my life, a shadow that I didn’t care about at all. No one said good morning, good afternoon, good night; No one said no more, did you eat, did you have enough, what do you want to eat; No one was around, laughing and laughing; no one else is ticking on one side; Everything seems so quiet. You can hear your heartbeat, your breath, the sound of the river flowing, the melody of the Earth’s rotation, I just lost a habit that I didn’t care but found that I cared a lot. That was a person’s figure and voice. We are all growing up. Maybe we are all getting old. We keep getting and losing, then we regret, then we fight for it, and then we turn around a family and a city, there was no laughter without any trace of impurities, no unscrupulous singing, and everyone smiled with masks, politely and politely. Was it too big, or should it be? Everyone is an actor, love or not; Love and ruthlessness; Hate and forgiveness are constantly staged. Everyone is watching others’ joys and sorrows in the corner of darkness, I licked my numb wound lonely, but I didn’t know it. In others’ eyes, I was also an unspeakable scenery, reflecting the shadow of others, it’s just that you don’t know yet, but others don’t know yet. Suffocation and depression of Air bring such a happy comedy. A small city can reflect a big world and even the universe. It is a kind of light that reflects in the eyes of God, god is satisfied. What he needs is to see the joys and sorrows of ordinary people. Not only that! That’s all! A tiny person! A small city! Hide a small wish of your own! 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…

Graffiti Art

Every time outside the gate of Jingjing art campus, you can always see some children painting on which Wall. At the beginning, you still feel fresh and can’t help asking curiously, what are they painting? It seems that graffiti has been known and understood from that moment that there is such an art called graffiti in the category of art. Until the next day, the mobile phone was replaced with Tianyi. There was a game in its host version, which was a graffiti game in which the police caught the thief, and the thief was the graffiti man, and the policeman is the one who went to capture the wall painting. Out of curiosity, I opened the game and played it for a while. The game is equipped with joyful music for Didi’s answer. When the bottle is filled with one or three, the music will make a beep to remind the bottle that the number is full, you can pass the customs and be promoted to a subordinate. As a result, the thief should not only be busy going up and down the corridor, but also be careful to escape from the police, and smear it on the wall at the appointed time and place, or when it reaches a certain time, if you are caught by the police or fail to smear on the designated wall within the limited time, then this game will be even lost. In this way, after repeated playing for a few rounds, I felt that it was meaningless, and I didn’t have the pleasure and fun when I first played, so I felt that I didn’t want to play any more. Even so, it still has to remind people of the colorful graffiti in life. The wall that I often see was originally flawless, but it was regarded as exercise books by a group of students, which made a wall hard to be smeared, people who have never seen the original appearance of the wall really thought that the wall was originally like Bao Gong’s face, which was completely black. Who doesn’t know? In the usual past and communication, there is still a detailed understanding of acquaintances and their known behaviors. If you are not familiar with and confused about you, then why do you need to pay attention to your misunderstandings and opinions of others? Although it was, the children and thieves in the game took advantage of the interval time to smear a hand on the wall artificially while they were unprepared, it was finally a blind and scumbag action. It is unknown whether the French Open is long, careless but not leaking or playing less. It is best not to play for the best. As the saying goes, those who play with fire will eventually burn themselves. Therefore, it is better to draw Ravens, to paint ya’s small hands or long hands, to accumulate hands and painting virtues, before drawing. Or, try to ask for the consent of the wall owner in advance, and then smear it on the wall. Even if perseverance is a wall in the public corridor, we must accumulate virtue and painting virtue, so as to establish a good monument for the image of the city, the public and the individual, do things as well, just for this! Just think about that wall, if it is your own face, how will you paint it? Like (prose editor: prose online) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Nostalgia

I can’t remember how many days I have left my hometown, and I don’t know whether my hometown has changed a lot compared with before. If you leave home for a long time, you will miss it unconsciously. If you leave home for a long time, you will not help missing it in your heart. I miss every corner of my hometown, even every stream, each grass. My hometown falls in the ravine, so I have been dealing with those mountains, waters and even every grass since I was a child. I have been playing with them for a long time, and my feelings gradually become deeper, now in this place far away from home, I always miss the landscape of my hometown from time to time. It is neither missing nor missing. I just want to go back and have a look after a long time. Now I am in this place where I can’t tell whether it is spring or summer. Sometimes it gets warm and sometimes gets cold; Some flowers bloom, and some fall. Today, I am studying alone in this place far away from my hometown. Although I am crazy about my family, I can only add a worry dream. The rain outside the window was still falling carefully, and my yearning for home was not completely gone. On the contrary, it was added a little by the moon surrounded by clouds. Standing by the window, staring at the pedestrians under the rainy road. At this time, there was no active thoughts in my mind, and no thoughts except homesickness left. I just wanted to squeeze out all the things in my mind to slowly recall the past that I once had. The wind blew gently, blowing away the breath of missing, and blowing a few smells of home. With the wet rain, my eyes were blurred. A curtain of inner sadness was also blown up by the wind that didn’t understand human feelings. I only hated the dark night that I couldn’t see through how I looked at it; The mountains that I couldn’t see through how I looked at it. But the blurred eyes still didn’t listen to the inner warning. They were still crazy, looking at the home which was not known how many mountains and how many meters away. The wind was so cool that it blew into the attic and my heart again. The deep love I wrote really wanted to send to the moon in the gorgeous poem, that floated in the bottom of my heart and floated deeply. I really want to let myself go with which moonlit night, and turn into a wisp of bright light to spread in every corner of my hometown. But in this way, no matter how to pray with the slim fingers, what God, who didn’t know how to cherish, left me was just a watch without return. After living in the world for too long, there are some memories that no matter how hard you try to think, no matter how hard you try to conceive. In the face of time, all these seem so pale and vague, the vague things made me unable to forgive myself, and made me unable to let go of the melancholy accumulated in my heart. I can only open some old photos and slowly walk into those young and shallow years with my own memories; I can only forget the dark night sky of Seren, a desk lamp, I picked up the rice paper and ink pen to record the dream that I didn’t know how long I had dug in my heart. The pattering rain gradually came to an end, and the precious water beads did not continue to fall down. Through the clouds, it seems that you can see the shallow Moon, the shallow stars, and the shallow dreams sent away. Seeing the rain stopped, I suddenly found that I, who had been leaning on the fence alone, was anesthetized by the filled lovesickness, let me enjoy a short dream that I don’t know whether to achieve or not. Seeing the rain stopped, I suddenly realized that my upper body was shivering. I quickly picked up a thin coat and put it on my shoulder. Then I continued to lean on the cold window fence, the verses that are loved by many people are indulged in his mouth: it is easy to see when it is difficult to leave, the flowing water is falling and the spring is passing by, and the past covered by years is passing by, which is cast into an unforgettable sadness in a hurry. Although I am sighing, I am sentimental, and I am missing. But it doesn’t mean that I didn’t hurry on. I am driving step by step. Although I know that the road ahead is full of many things I don’t know, the idea of moving forward is still in my heart, the words I once promised were still printed deep in my mind. I still have to continue on the road far away, and continue to rely on my whole life to watch. 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…

si yue. Rest

It is warm and beautiful, the spring flowers are delicate, and the soft wind is thin and lazy. When it was the most gentle and charming year, the stiff and vigorous qi which was linked to the eyebrows spread away and dissipated. In such a season, it is not tiring, decadent, ill or hurt, nor willing to have a sonorous and high-spirited atmosphere. Sunny days are getting more and more, the sun is as beautiful as eyes, looking forward to the warmth in the blue sky and green land. Wearing a cloud Crown diagonally on the distant mountain, he secretly hid behind the jungle to see the sea; While the Willow pulled up the mist timidly, half exploring and half covering, and shone the shadow of the water crazily. Occasionally, there will be three or two days, which are delicate, humid and rainy, as if lovers were gently touching their ears, with soft whispers posted on them. So I closed my eyes slightly, and my hands looking at the wind quietly lifted a curtain of silk rain, and a wisp of water smoke and several Yan Ying were saved, leaving you with great pride, I am afraid that I will rest in the heart of the world in this fragrant April. After a break, the dust fell down; After a visit, I was surprised that the Chinese year was far away. April is flourishing, even though there is Willow smoke and apricot rain, it is no longer used to regulate fat and dye Zhu Yan. With a slight sigh, I was blown off the surface of the water, and the waves were light, and there was no trace. This Wang was like the old spring water, forcing all the coldness accumulated in his eyes. That year, that January, that lonely fireworks was born and drowned in his chest. The place where you come from is slim, and you pass the mountain faintly all the way. When you are silent, you will never feel lost in the past. Did I pass by time, or did time pass by me? When I asked my eyebrows, I asked my soul to disappear, so I had to watch the Spring Breeze mix the sunshine into a glass of wine and shake it by the fence. Before drinking, there was already a spicy seal on the throat, so I knew that the smile on the lips this time would eventually be far-fetched. Just as the flowers blossomed at that time, they drank into drunkenness and talked happily with the wine, but they didn’t expect the noise to end, so they had to hold a lonely memorial ceremony. Therefore, once Qinghuan became the reason for frequently looking back. After a second thought, I realized that there was no one who was right or wrong in life. A lot of things are not unable to enter our life, but they have come and gone, throwing several sharp fragments, which split our lost eyes. They are at a loss for a moment and don’t know whether to stay or not. The breeze on the branches murmured, with the graceful rhyme of songs and the blank space of poems. Facing the window, I watched thousands of clouds and water quietly, which turned into a glance of resentment. The ideal is open and falling; The smoke and rain are thick and light; The dust is heavy and light. So full of sorrow and joy, it gradually faded, and faded away, neither flattered or hurt. Three hundred games detour, eight thousand miles of rivers and lakes cloud smoke, spread in a corner of the green lapel, wipe out the countless threads of acupuncture, and achieve a clear smile to death. The straw clothes of fate only support the dust and sand all the way, but it is difficult to carry through the vast expanse of smoke. Many people, many things, not the same? Only oneself can be counted as the one who is truly absorbed by the mind. Youth, ideal, love and career are all a great relay on the track of time. After each of them gives you a ride of chase, they will eventually retreat quietly. It is clear that alienation is inevitable. When time can’t wait for my transformation, when I can’t dance your poetic life any more, then the soul longing for constant sublimation can only stick to the distant divine brilliance. Keep singing all the way, and be calm. Huaying was burning, and the joy of pedestrians floated. Standing by the side of the road, holding a weak Willow, copying the back of the far away, without sending or waiting for each other. At the moment, the loneliness in the fragrance opened a faint smile at the corner of my eyes, and the dark fragrance was on the wet eyes. Then, I silently read a Thank in my heart, thanks for the tolerance of the season, thanks for having you, thanks for some casual passing and staying. 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…