Unfortunately I am Pisces

When you have time, you will no longer have enthusiasm for those things you once wanted to do. The funny thing was that the desire at that time was so strong that it seemed that what would happen if we didn’t do it. Now. How to explain your changes and how to comfort yourself will make you guilty. Spirit collapse. World is gray. If there is one day, death will become a necessity. No one knows how to face it. Sometimes, you really feel that the world is against you. There are so many people, why are you living such a mess and down? Why are you in such a mess and so miserable spirit. Maybe this is the foreshadowing of the cold and warm self-knowledge. No one can truly experience the happiness and sorrow of another person. Behind the seemingly monotonous fortune, it is still complicated and difficult to sort out. Please embrace your tears and welcome the next storm. All of a sudden, life is perfect without complaint. But happiness did not come as scheduled. I have been thinking about why I can’t live a relaxed and happy life even though everything I want is already in my hands. In this middle zone, if you can’t go back to the past you miss and fear the unpredictable future, you can’t put your heart somewhere. You should not fear. But you are still scared. You look at strangers in fear. You expect to get some rescue, but you won’t. No one can live for you. Even if you tremble with fear, some things will still sweep your world. Overturn your imagination. In this way, I fought with myself and chased the time step by step. [Tears are my favorite] I know my nature is hard to change. Sorrow lives in my body. No preparation, no wake-up. Tears are just a decoration. They are already cheap. But I still insist that no one can see through my sadness. No one could see my tears except the empty room, the tired light and the quiet night. Maintain a sense of pride among the crowd. No matter how many changes there are, the cloud and the wind should be light. You can’t see my mood, think I am rude, hate my cold heart. Good. I know my passion and don’t want it to burn anyone. So I don’t want anyone to approach me. The defects in my heart are destined to be hurt by those who are close to me. Although I am very sad, I will not give up, but the nature is hard to change. Always forget to grasp yourself at some time. Do you think I will live a unreal life like this. Every second I want to control my posture and keep pride. Don’t be so tired, OK. But only in this way can I protect myself. Sensitive and fragile heart. No matter how many times it has been injured, it will still be easily believed, and I can only protect it extremely. Who knows just counterproductive. I am very casual and alive. But it will also deliberately alienate. For those who want to get close, they will definitely explain frankly. However, everyone has rebellious mentality and has to do things that others have warned. So I was stupid and broken. What else can I do. The tears of my life are all flowing. [Nostalgia] a lot of thick feelings are hidden in such a narrow heart. So I often feel full of emotions. Need to vent. Some very subtle things can make you fall into the plot of feelings. Unable to extricate themselves. Hunt him down no matter where. Feelings always make you weak. See a book. A film. Listen to a song. Through Street. Those vibrant plants. A heavy rain that made people embarrassed. A strange game. Some nouns once mentioned. When did I whisper too much with you. The content penetrates into the memory. But the whole scene cannot be found. One piece by one, you can’t piece together a complete you, and you can’t restore a happy self. Once heavy sigh. Now it is just silence. Thank you for accompanying me to imagine and be crazy together. This paragraph can be written. Replace each other with memories and accompany you to the end of the world. Escape After. Return to each other’s belonging and track. I also have my own position. I can feel the existence. 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…

No snow in winter, still looking up at the sky

This winter, snow is like a woman who breaks the contract, making the yellow season wait like a basin. Every cloudy day, I look up at the gray sky, looking forward to the coming of snow. I always feel that winter without snow is like a person without aura, and winter without snow is boring! In the snow-free winter, there is only a Snow Dream, dancing in the snow-free days. After waiting for too long, my heart became a burning paradise. I asked myself a little neurotic: how strong a person is, how dare he never forget it? How strong do people need to be to never lose? It was originally some questions about snow, but I just thought of it in the days without snow. On a dry and cold morning, I once complained that the snow Shanshan couldn’t come. In fact, I know in my heart that even if the next snow will dry up, this season will still not be warm, only let the heart of The Silent Season break out of the shell at midnight, only in this way can we really watch the spring blossoms peacefully and peacefully. I received my friend’s greeting in the morning: happy. Very simple greeting, maybe intentional or unintentional, but it is very warm to see it in my heart. Happiness, yes, now the word has become very stingy. In many cases, happiness cannot be controlled and chewed in one’s heart. This is the word for my cellphone boot greeting, happy. When it was set at the beginning, I didn’t know what words to set for a moment, so I put happiness on it. Now think about it, this word is the most difficult to keep. It is happy to start up every day, happy to meet every day, happy to work every day, happy to live every day, which can give a kind of happiness to the people you associate, it is really a very difficult thing to give happiness to the closest people around you and even to those who pass. Weather can determine people’s mood, which is what I have always been determined. But this is often a reason for me to be lazy. Therefore, sometimes I will give myself an excuse that the weather is not good, wait until tomorrow. Lazy people will skillfully make excuses for themselves, which is also what I have always been determined. For example, sometimes I somehow like bad weather, which is actually a manifestation of laziness. On a sunny day, you have no reason to be tired and lazy. There are always so many things waiting for you to do and so many people waiting for you to take care of. You have to leave and do, just like there are countless pairs of eyes watching behind you and countless hands around you, why don’t you leave? When you are lazy, you also need to find excuses. Most of the time, life becomes a kind of decoration, which is placed in the living room, in the office, in the bedside, in the place where everyone can see, but not in your heart. Looking at the flower in my heart, I carefully took care of the green leaves and flower buds. When I was about to open, I suddenly found that the bottom of the Root had rotted slowly. I am thinking, who on earth cares about their feelings so much every day? When thinking about it, I suddenly felt ashamed. This was originally the melodramatic behavior of some people who groaned without illness. Think about the world outside the window, how many people have to travel everyday to be satisfied, and how many people have to lose their gains and losses to live in the world? How many people can’t sleep leisurely reading words every day? So, what’s the point of emphasizing mood and happiness? Regardless of Tang Poetry and Song poetry, wind, flowers, snow and Moon, knife, Frost, sword and shadow, muddy and rough, aren’t they all the same? Qing yuanxingsi, the master of Zen in Song Dynasty, put forward the triple realm of meditation: At the beginning of meditation, seeing mountains is mountains, seeing water is water; When Zen has enlightenment, seeing mountains is not Mountains, seeing water is not water; In Zen, thoroughly realizing, the mountain is still the mountain, and the water is still the water. Life is also like this. Thinking of this, I suddenly realized. Snow and no snow are both phenomena in the world. In fact, having and no snow can only be the eyes that confuse people. What is the difference between coming and going? How can ownership and loss be defined? Some people can see a thing, while some people can never see it. Only the things they realize will always be in their hearts. Even after a long time, they will still linger. Now that there is no snow, enjoy the day without snow. In the day without snow, you can see the beauty of snow fluttering, and experience the feeling of the initial melting of snow in the day without snow, it is the state of happiness of human beings. Therefore, there is no absolute thing in the world. Right or wrong, yes or no, is originally a kind of constraint to people’s thoughts. How big your thoughts are, how heavy your shackles are. A child doesn’t have so many thoughts, so he doesn’t have so many sorrows. His thoughts have wings and can lead him to fly wherever he wants to go. When people grow up, their wings become smaller and heavier. I remember Zhang Xiaofeng said in her “go back”: if there is a big lotus leaf, I will pack a pack of green and mix me with a box of small eye cream. In addition, I also need to pick a small lotus leaf and pack a little Golden of the Sun, which will be more beautiful when mixed up. This kind of mentality couldn’t help being moved. Thinking about the world, there must be some differences between speaking and speaking, thoughts and thoughts must be some differences, and some people are doomed to be defeated by this feeling. If you don’t say this slight change of thoughts, who can understand it? I think I will still look up at the sky tomorrow, but it is definitely not that stubborn looking forward to the coming of a snow. 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…

Simple Life

Reviewing the old song “Looking back again” gives me a different feeling again: looking back again is like a dream, looking back again, my heart is still, I know that plain and calm is true, yeah, no matter how peaceful or all-powerful we have ever been, after all, all these will be classified as nature, calm and plain, and will eventually draw an end to our life that we cannot choose. On a sunny weekend, she and her husband took their children to the wheat field in the countryside, and placed themselves in the vast wheat field, breathing the fresh air mixed with the fragrance of soil. She suddenly felt the colorful life, yes! ‘S life! When I came to a small bridge beside the mountain, the stream was still gurgling. After a winter sleep, the flowers and plants on both sides of the bank had already shown a lovely smiling face, welcome everyone who meets it with its unique charming green. Occasionally, even if the flowers and plants are left out, they have no dissatisfaction or sorrow at all, because in their eyes, they already have the blue sky, the warm sun and the Earth that nourishes its life. What is more meaningful than having such a plain and quiet life? She squatted down and lifted up a handful of water. Looking at the falling water, she smiled comfortably,,,. When the child was born, she washed things with cold water earlier, which left her hands ache when she used cold water in winter. However, during the whole winter of this year, he took the initiative to undertake the housework washed with cold water, which really moved her a little. As he grew older, he and she understood the care and love of each other, 18 years of marriage made his and her youthful and graceful love more transformed into a kind of family affection. Although there was less romance, there was more concern, although there was less sweet words, there was more Exhortation. Although there was no luxurious and rich life, there were hot and delicious meals on the table when I came home from work. At this time, she thought she was the richest woman in the world, and she felt steadfast and happy with such a plain and simple day. When the wind blew over, a leaf came lightly and stopped at her feet peacefully and quietly. Yes, the leaves were the best destination for the leaves after all. Aren’t we the same? Maybe this is the healthy and safe simple life that people pursue in recent years? Time has pushed me to the Middle Age life journey, but at this time, I gradually understood such a simple truth: having a simple life is my lifelong pursuit. 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…

Walking · walking · It’s far away

In the winter of the North, with cold pain, it was bleak under the sky, whitewashing the dryness and dust on every static or Walker. It was in this winter that I was separated from some things and people slowly, and then gradually moved away. Walking on any gully in the north, on a desert, my shadow will be pulled slender, like the thread that mother sewed clothes, black, white or purple. At this time, a trace of sadness permeated in the bottom of my heart spread out little by little. Standing in the wind of winter, I watched the fallen leaves drifting away and listened with my ears bowed down. There was a lonely voice, but there was no trace of loneliness; my eyes were covered by a layer of gray yellow. There was a willow forest in the distance. This season was already naked without any decoration, even a piece of left sharp leaves. Walking in gently, leaning against a tree casually, I remembered what I looked like when I first came, a pure cotton white coat, a pair of blue jeans, a pair of shoes inlaid with dots and rhinestones, A ponytail. From the center of one city to the edge of another city, the courage at that time was hidden in my heart and manifested in actions. In the north of May, the trees just began to sprout. The first green I saw was the new buds extracted from this willow forest. The branches with slight light green made me feel the breath of spring and the power of life. It was also from the light green that I made up my mind to stay and then germinate with them. But the spring and autumn here are too short, and winter comes in a blink of an eye. At this moment, these Willows who once dressed up in yellow land and many people’s moods are so lonely. In fact, I really don’t want to use the word “lonely” to describe their vitality, but I can’t deceive my eyes, so I touch the pain of seasons and the voice of those pregnant people. White clouds are blooming one after another on the top of the head, and there are traces of birds not far away. Maybe the passing of time will bring some once beautiful things, and then leave a lot of missing to some Watchmen. Against the Wind, my bangs had already changed, and some clumsy bodies were submerged in the winter in the north, forming a small origin. Most of the time, the eyes are fragile. A person who originally thought he was familiar with will become strange in an instant, and you can’t restore your original appearance any more. Is it true that only distance can produce beauty, but when so many people who go their own ways disappear from our sight due to distance? This winter, I had expected a thick snow to clean my eyes, but after all, it just fell a little bit. The road was swept away before it was covered. I just thought from a distance, after a short look, it disappeared. On that day, I saw several birds looking for food on the roadside, jumping and pecking on the ground. My sharp mouth passed through the thin ground, and suddenly I was very excited. I think they all have thoughts, languages, emotions and are not as changeable as human beings. Looking at these natural elves, I think of the distance. Since I came here, I feel that I am far away. Those familiar things are like a dream, we often weave layers of nets in our hearts, and each layer is entangled with each other. The winter in the North is not only dry and cold, but also its original thickness, just like the willow forest, those bare roots and sparse unknown plants I saw, at the same time, I said goodbye to the magnificence and expressed my silence in winter. In recent days, there have been more family members and more children coming to visit relatives. I often see my mother holding the child’s hand when eating. Because of the cold and the need for warmth, the warmth given by mother seems to be cherished especially. Perhaps maternal love will be sublimated in some special places and environments. For example, at this moment, there is no warm wind, no gentle sunshine, the forest is bright, the air is covered with dust, and even the sunset is a single dark yellow. The appearance of mother was magnified in this way, and those warm scenes rolled layer by layer in the bottom of my heart. I once saw an article in which there was a sentence: my mother’s cracked hand always reached into my dream at a certain moment, becoming a symbol of my journey of time. I think this should be the common language and dream of many children. The year of the Gregorian calendar is over, and the year of the lunar calendar is also about to say goodbye. The child in the baby was still sleeping for comfort, while the person outside the baby still kept smiling. This year, he was far away from home and his mother. As if walking, walking, everything was far away. I still remember the day when I left home, I walked the road I used to walk when I was a child, went to the ridge I often went to, and stayed in the house I had been living in, unwilling to come out, until the sunshine becomes warm. At present, a door of time leads to the New Year. The wind from the North blows over the ear, but smells the breath of the village far away. In recent days, the pain all over my body has been living in my body, which is related to the village, mother and memory. Walking is far away from these days. I can do nothing and don’t care about anything, but I can’t believe the passing of time and the pain of my life. Deep in the season, it is the easiest time to settle down and also the easiest time to breed worries. Everyone will summarize the gains and losses of this year at the end of the year and look forward to the next year, but we can’t abandon the day when we are about to leave willingly. I think I am has gone far, it is still because there is one more person who wants to change and have some scruples. Even going home has become such luxury, which needs to be discussed and discussed, and then comes to a conclusion. If you grow up and have a family, you should have a choice and a loss. Do you really want to do this? I wanted to turn around and leave, but I also knew that at the moment I turned around, there was a pair of eyes looking at me behind my back. When I turned around and looked for it, I saw that pair of eyes. So I have been living in the situation of watching and being watched, but what’s the matter? In life, I always have to remember many things that should be remembered and some things that should be forgotten. In this year, I walked, walking, and it was far away, the figure was far away, and the distance was far away; But my heart was always in the same place, in the original place. 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…

Someone once said: I am your rice sand

I am neither don’t wake up nor Su Nianan. No one will be my rescue, nor anyone can be my fate. -Wedge I stood wandering on the road, the hot sunshine was barbecue on the ground, and there was light smoke on the asphalt road. I stood on it barefoot. Its temperature spread to my whole body rapidly. At that time, I remembered someone once said to me: I am your rice sand. It was a small man suitable for sadness. The weather was still a little cold, but sometimes there was hot wind blowing, which made my ears feel itchy. At that time, the electric fan was always spinning ceaselessly, which made my eyes ache. I always stand in the dark corner, watching those arrogant people propagandize their happiness loudly. I heard their laughing voices, trembling in the air. Those Voices hit my face constantly with the hot wind, which cooled half of my fantasy. I was just like don’t wake up. I hid in the corner and felt sorry for myself. It seemed that I had seen through everything in this world. I lived quietly and proudly. On that night, the only person who comforted me when I heard me crying said to me: I am your rice sand. At that time, the moon was very far and big. The sky was dark without stars, only a large piece of cool wind blew on my face, cool, cold, and then wet, falling on my lips, it flows into my mouth and is salty. In “hourglass”, mi Sha is a close friend of don’t wake up. As far as I am concerned, mi Sha is a tranquilizer when you don’t wake up and panic. They are all children teased by time. They depend on each other. I seem to see a tear in the black sky in the distance, there are several tiny white lights leaking out slowly from the inside. They spread rapidly, expanding from that cut to the whole sky. The whole world began to be bright and dazzling, which made me unable to open my eyes. This is obviously a strange world, which is so beautiful that it is thrilling and astonishing. I began to propagandize my happiness wildly, and I began to ignore the surprised eyes of people around me, constantly rendering all my roots that deserve my happiness. I was too naive or stupid at that time, and I was too stupid or too stupid at that time. I even stood in front of her with self-mockery, repeating his kindness to me loudly and constantly. At that time, I ignored her gradually cooling eyes. I attach great importance to repeating a dream. I always dream that I stand under a plane tree with a white scarf, and the leaves on the tree change from green to yellow. They kept swaying in the wind. They were shaking and falling, but they were caught by branches and could not dance in the wind. The wind hit it. The clashing sound lingered in my ears constantly, from light to heavy, from heavy to light. Constantly fade in and out. I sat on the bench under the tree, and the light gradually faded away gradually losing its original Halo. Suddenly all extinguished. I saw a vague figure in the distance by the moonlight. He came to me, but suddenly turned around and left. The heavy steps gradually disappeared. I always wake up in panic at midnight. There was only darkness around, and I was the only one who breathed heavily. I went out of bed and drank the hot water in the Cup, one Cup after another, until the water in the cup began to cool down. I began to wake up, then leaned against the head of the bed until I fell asleep. After all, I was wrong, but I still couldn’t defeat the fate. Dividing classes became my reason for complaining. I stood in the corridor on the second floor, looking at the crowd downstairs in twos and threes. I sighed and laughed at my sadness. God always pulls you to the edge of pain when you are in a happy mood. I have no courage to tell myself that distance is not a problem. My fear always fades in and out of my heart at some time. This is my greatest ability to moan and be sentimental. Strangeness is a word I dare not face in my life. He is my sensitive source. Even if not to reach. He is also like a brand engraved in the bottom of my heart, which can’t be forgotten. Please forgive me for having to give up. Because in this world, in others’ eyes, I am a monster, only suitable for a person to live humbly, only know how to cherish the ability of sadness. Then one day, when I really lost my happiness, others would start pointing at me and said with ridicule: look, isn’t she fond of loneliness or sadness? Now, this is the price of self-righteous. At that time, I became the representative of those who had nothing and the model of strangers. I still remember that cool night, those heavy words were vaguely engraved in my heart. I thought that when I was old, I would still sit in my own garden, A person indulges in these past events printed in my heart, and occasionally there will be wind blowing on my face, just like the night that gave me hope. Chu Ci said: the greatest pain in life is nothing more than the separation from the beloved, and the greatest joy in life is nothing more than having a new confidant. For me, this is indeed the greatest pain in life. If I hadn’t been so stubborn at the beginning, would our ending be different! If the time at that time was not like this, could we not do this! A man once said to me: I am your rice sand. There was a moment when I admitted that I smiled and my tears fell down! I would like to use this article to pay tribute to those beautiful memories and Rice sands that once no longer existed but are truly engraved in my mind! 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…

We have no story

A few years later, by coincidence, she and I sat together again, restrained like two strangers. Later, I occasionally greeted each other on the Internet and talked about life. It was very strange. Facing the computer screen, it seemed that they were both at peace and still knew each other well. Time flies so fast, as if all of a sudden, they go to the end of the world respectively. In this small city, they are gradually moving away and blurred. She said, I was quiet a lot, even quiet and clever. Between words, I also vaguely felt that she had a trace of sadness and desolation. Then, she was self-righteous, and no one would bow to the past time and admit her mistake. Love is like this. Without malice, it can also lead the tragedy that cannot be resisted. Just like we firmly believed that we would be together at the beginning, but finally we separated because of attachment. We spent several years alone with each other, and then everything would start again. It was just a rain that wetted our youth and dreamed of the warmth of sunshine falling on the palm. We miss some things together and keep some secrets together. Even if the feeling of implanting bone and blood at that time was everlasting with tears and smiles, it seemed to be just a gorgeous fireworks afterwards. In the end, the memory became shallow and long, without sound or waves, just like the gentle moonlight. Another friend who was together in those years said that others all said the broken love was so painful and scarred that you were so good at writing and why didn’t you write the story between you. In fact, those worries fell in the bottom of my heart, and I didn’t see the sunshine for a long time, which depressed people to cry. For several times, I wanted to write about the relationship between us, which could be regarded as a comfort to myself. But I calmed down. The past was vivid in my mind, but I couldn’t write anything out, I can only stare at the computer screen in an empty daze. I always hate myself, and my mood cannot be completely calmed down. Even if I meet each other once in my dream, I will be unable to sleep again when I wake up. At those times, I was particularly worried that if I couldn’t meet the right person or the right love any more in my life, I would hold the incomplete life like this, like a lonely blooming little flower in the world of mortals. The years are quiet, making people laugh in joy and sorrow. We will never explain our worries to anyone any more. When we live too much, we choose to be silent. Many words are too late to say at that time. After that, we have dried up and have no fresh meaning. Nowadays, we all have our own lives. What people who love each other can do for each other is the warm blessings from the bottom of their hearts forever. Every time I listen to the singer Pu Shu’s “those flowers”, I always sigh with emotion. If some stories haven’t been finished, then forget it. Those moods have been hard to distinguish between true and false in the years ~~~ later, I finally understood, there is no story between me and her. All emotions will be linked with time, and there is also a slight pain like stitches piercing the skin. This is also love. No one will retreat all over the body. We will still feel the nostalgia and regret in each other’s heart which quivered slightly but never went far with the most sensitive antenna in the world. Stories are told to others. We have no stories. 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…

No past

Last night, a strange friend came to my QQ. Once she added me, she asked eagerly: are you from Nan’an! I said: Yes, I am from Nan’an Honglai! She asked me: Is Hong Lai far from the dock? I said it was not far away, they were all in Nan’an City. I asked her what was the matter? She said that she was from Yong’an and wanted to find someone with the same surname as me. It has been 30 years since then, and I don’t know how he is now! I was writing an article at that time, so I didn’t answer her words very much. I just said: It’s been more than 30 years. I’m afraid it’s hard to find. Later, she saw that I didn’t say anything, so she went down. I remember there was such a thing before. Someone said he wanted to find someone who said he was in the same place with me, but he couldn’t say anything specifically. He asked me to ask for help if I had the chance. I don’t know whether this kind of thing is true or not, so I didn’t take it to heart. Although I am not like some people, I always have a fear of being cheated on the Internet, it is really not credible if the other party can’t say that he is ugly, let alone help. So this thing passed like this, leaving little impression in my heart. At over eleven o’clock in the evening, I went to bed. But after sleeping for more than 3 o’clock, I couldn’t fall asleep and woke up, turning over and over in bed all the time. I remembered that when I was 17 years old, I went to Gaosha, Yong’an with my third elder brother to have a fight. At that time, they were called migrant workers, that is, local farmers went to the railway to do mobile workers. Mainly do some railway pavement and anti-landslide masonry projects. These projects were contracted by the local engineering team at that time, and then the local engineering team organized some migrant workers who knew the masons to build there. Move to another project after finishing one project, so it is called mobile worker. The third elder brother had been working in the engineering team for some years. I didn’t study when I was seventeen, so I went to work on the railway with him. At that time, our job was to Stone, break large irregular stones with steel, change them into small square stones of two feet, and then carry them to the hillside to build anti-landslide. Working as a migrant worker in the railway is quite hard, but many people want to go but have no choice. Because in the agricultural society at that time, there was not much money to earn. At the end of the year, there were only a few work points, and then in the harvest season, everyone distributed food in the team according to the population and work points, the rest of the work points were finally converted into a little bit of money and sent to everyone for use on festivals and festivals. At that time, we couldn’t do business to make money. Therefore, as long as there were migrant workers doing it, it was a good job. No matter how hard or tired we were, we wouldn’t be afraid of it. The work on the railway was also the same as that of the national staff at that time, working eight hours or ten hours. In summer, in the ravines, the sunlight shines on the railway. Except for the rail sleepers, they are small stones and road cornerstones piled up with fixed rail sleepers. The weather is quite hot, especially at noon, which makes people feel out of breath. All day long, the clothes were completely soaked by sweat, and I didn’t know how much water to drink. By the end of the year, the maximum salary of a day is only five or six yuan. Then also not too bad, remember second brother and third brother then commenced do migrant work, year round also less than 100 or 200 yuan, take home to father mother Joy knew no. In early winter, the place in Yong’an was relatively cold with frost, so my hands were always frozen in the morning. In winter, the mountain wind howls, whether it is rail sleepers or fine stone cornerstones, they are all cold. I am still a child, so I won’t crack my hands. But the third elder brother had been beating stones for many years. In winter, his hands cracked and blood flowed. In order to work, we had to roll up the cracked wound with adhesive tape. We worked there for a year. After the next project was completed in Gaosha, Yong’an, near the end of the year, we changed to Datian Lingtou. After finishing this project in Datian Lingtou, I went home for the Spring Festival. After that, there was a period of time when my third elder brother and I built mountains and rocks in the mountainous area near our home, but didn’t go out. Therefore, when this lady mentioned this matter, it reminded me of the years of that year, which made me fall asleep in bed all the time. People whose family name is Dai are probably in the area of Nan’an Honglai and Meishan, and it seems that they have never heard of it at the dock. But anyway, maybe what this lady wanted to find was a past love relationship. After a friend with Dai’s surname left, there was no news from her. Is it a sincere story or an unforgettable friendship? In short I unknowable. But I thought that this person was definitely not me, because I was still young at that time. In my impression, there was no love story related to local people that could be remembered. It suddenly occurred to me that I had been to Yong’an for four or five days after I got married. I can’t remember which construction site I was in. I also worked as a mobile worker at that time, but I could remember that I often played badminton with several workers in the work section when I was idle a few days before I started working formally, one of them was a girl who should not be younger than me according to her age, but I was married at that time, but she didn’t. Even so, there is no possibility that she wants to find me. Although we felt a little congenial from the eyes of both sides at that time, and I still remember some of her impressions, I still thought of a friend more than 20 years later because of this trace of memory, it seems impossible. Therefore, I found that I was such a person with a good memory and a lot of past feelings. When I began to love girls in my life, I liked several girls. Why I liked them left deep Chrome marks in my heart. I think this lady must be a person who attaches great importance to emotion, otherwise she will not worry about a person who has been for more than twenty years but does not know where he is. So that when she saw people with net names like Dai Gaoshan on the Internet, she would add them as friends and ask him. Yes, human beings are emotional animals. No matter how far away people and things in the past are, there is always a happy sweetness and concern in memory. Maybe one day they really meet each other, that is, after a burst of ecstasy or sorrow, it fades like water. Therefore, what is the difference between finding this old friend and not finding him? But nostalgic people still like to turn the heartstrings of the past. Just like that ancient song “mountains and rivers”, from ancient times till now, there will be no day when I am tired of listening. Finally, I couldn’t fall asleep, got up and dressed, and wrote this article. I think when I talk to her one day, I will tell her that I have been to Gaosha, Yong’an, where I worked as a mobile worker for a year. I miss the life at that time very much, but there is no love. I think she will tell me the story between her and that person. Then, I wrote their story into a novel called “today, are you happy” (note, Gaosha is under the jurisdiction of Sha county in Sanming city, not Yong’an city!) 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. 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Sighs

I haven’t made any money for many years. For seven years, I have been wandering in this city all day long. I am familiar with every corner of this city, seeing buildings getting higher and higher, and the distance between buildings getting narrower and narrower, the sunshine is getting less and less, but the accommodation provided for me is getting less and less. I have lived in the bridge opening, the tail building and the bench in the park. I go out of the day and fall down at night, but I have nothing to do with each other. In the past two years, somehow, urban management always harassed me, making me uneasy. This city makes people feel more and more insecure, but I have no place to go. I was born here. Where can I go if I am not here? Wandering also needs skills and physical strength. I’m not lazy, but I’m almost out of physical strength. I’m tired and hungry. I haven’t begged for a piece of bread for two days, people seem to have made an agreement together. I don’t blame these kind citizens for not giving a little love. I used to be one of them. Why should I give my bread to a stranger? And he is a person who makes people avoid it? I lay on the grass by the river, holding a tender grass in my mouth, imagining myself to be the hero of films and TV plays, with handsome hairstyle, white skin and neat clothes, with a beautiful girl beside me, I really admire myself. I can still think about these flowers and plants with my hungry chest sticking to my back. However, the fact is far more wonderful than imagined. Twelve years ago, I was also one of the parts of the city that got rich first. I was smart and wise, and I also read a lot of books. Therefore, it was very easy for me to complete the first step of my life. I bought my own house when there were not enough buildings; The road was still wide, not as crowded as now, my car was as free and smooth as a fish entering the sea, cheerful and bright; I married the most beautiful girl in this city as my wife, and I was obedient to me without a year, he gave me a son with the same eyebrows and eyes as me. At that time, the whole city looked at me with their faces raised up, and I, I also took care of this city with a hundred times of confidence. When I was riding a horse and waving a whip to a higher goal, an accident made me lose all my property, all my intelligence and wisdom can no longer help me. The books I have read have become tools for me to talk evil words, I used the cursing words I have seen from books and books vividly, and people began to walk around me, my beautiful wife and eyebrows look like my son looking at me with strange eyes every day, angry and timid fate seems to forget my existence and never come to visit me from now on, I felt depressed. In order to fill my stomach, I began to sell my remaining family property. The family property that I had struggled for several years went into my flat stomach bit by bit. When I was ready to sell my last residence, a divorce book kept me out of the door. My wife, who was obedient to others and admired by others, drove me out, like driving a lazy dog with thick sores. My Wandering life is also very difficult, because I am a newcomer and always bullied by old vagrants. I was not so skinny at that time as I am now. When my life was good, although I was well-fed, but I also don’t forget the maintenance of the lever dumbbell. The strength is not very strong. It is more than enough to deal with several tramps. Finally, I defended the dignity of my tramps with my fists. There was a period of time when I went to find the two small bungalows left by my dead parents in the countryside, but I couldn’t find the village for the first time. The village disappeared without reason, when my parents were alive, I would accompany them once a year. Therefore, I was familiar with this village just like I was familiar with my school, and it was impossible to make a mistake. A big village in my impression is now a big pond with no sign of being crowded. I wandered around the pond again and again, and I caught a person and asked, people looked at me like an idiot and saw my sun rising higher and higher. Although the sun in spring was still harmonious, but I still felt impatient and hot. I was still wearing a big cotton-padded jacket in winter. This cotton-padded jacket was picked in a garbage can on the coldest day of this winter, I envied my colleagues like me that day, which made them run towards the trash can every day. Now this cotton-padded jacket has become a burden. It seems that there are thousands of pounds of heavy pressure on me, which makes me unable to breathe. I think, I am dying, and I can no longer see the future of this city, I won’t drink that bowl of mengpo soup when I can’t see the sun and rain crossing the Naihe bridge every day. I think I still miss the world. Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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. 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Sleepless night

It was already two o’clock late at night, and I still had no sleepiness. Looking up, it was hard to find the stars bit by bit in the dark night, as if I was deliberately avoiding my eager eyes. It seems to make such a night feel embarrassed. Having just experienced the erosion of rain, how could there be stars all over the sky to show off the sunshine of a new day? Therefore, we had to urge the night wind hidden in the mountains to bring some vitality to the night of the small village. So this night, I heard the rustling sound of leaves, like the wind chimes swaying in the night, and the sound was crisp to my ears. It’s golden July again. The season is still the Millennium season, and the night is still the millennium night. However, few people taste this night seriously, of course, I only occasionally go to stay with the night, always with the sleeping stars and the brilliance of Sunrise, countless dusk and dawn are performing plain picture scroll in thousands of years, which will never vary from person to person. In the sleepless night, I had to comfort the past years with my own thoughts and plain words. I looked through the photos of the past in disorder, and suddenly saw a group life meeting in the class just after entering the university, A program performed by several classmates — “My future is not a dream”. I was not shocked by their acting skills, but stimulated by those words. Just like this night, we can’t see the starlight, only hear the sound of the wind blowing leaves, but still make people feel the color mottled picture in their hearts. I have been working hard to build my own future, trying hard to splash ink and add bricks to the future picture. Although I am sure to worry about my temporary failure, I even think that my future has been arranged by some god who controls the fate of a person, no matter how hard I try, it will become a dream. However, one day two years ago, I once sat beside them to watch the program that the future was not a dream. As time went by, the persistence of the past would fly away with the clouds floating across the night sky, but what remains is the confidence that I need to create in the future, not waiting. I will not give up anything easily, let alone shake my dreams and confidence at dawn. Even if there are thousands of sad sentences, I will only narrate at night, then think endlessly on this night. On the night of a thousand years, there is a heart that has never changed for a thousand years, a heart that is not old for a thousand years, and a young heart listening to and watching everything that belongs to this night. This night seems to belong to me forever, and only me, who is hard to sleep, can enjoy this night, so I will no longer be silent. For me, silence is to push myself into the abyss slowly, and then I can’t help myself. Eventually, it will be reduced to ashes with my disappearance. I have been thinking this night, thinking the same as at night. In the eyes of others, no matter what decision we make, we will be condemned as young and frivolous, and we will also be regarded as not thinking about things. However, when I think of the past at this night, I seem to understand a little more. Being young and frivolous is not our fault, but the times force us to be frivolous. In my opinion, it is reasonable as long as it does not violate conscience and moral laws and regulations. Our frivolous means that this generation of young people dare to think, and also dare to raise objections to the decayed thoughts that were regarded as sacred and inviolable in the past. But you can’t blindly deviate from this frivolous, and you should be generous in doing things. The night is still silent, only the lonely crescent moon and the unwilling and lonely season look at each other silently in this deep night. Of course, there is also a person who cannot sleep playing with words at this night, insist on building a fortress for your dream. 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. 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Sadness hesitated in the cold rain of early winter

The wind blows on the skin in the morning, and there is no feeling of warm wind touching the face, which gives people a slight chill, but this feeling of coolness penetrates the bottom of the heart, which makes people unconsciously associate: winter is approaching, it has arrived unconsciously, quietly, autumn and winter come. Time is the most fair. No matter you are rich and enemies, you are talented and talented, or you have achieved nothing and you are in prison, it will not stop its steps because of you, even if it is slower. Time witnesses everything and destroys everything. Nothing can defeat it. Walking on the streets in the morning, people who are busy at work can be seen everywhere. Some drive cars, some ride electric cars, some bicycles, and some pedestrians. They are happy, or indifference …… however, all these seem to have nothing to do with me. I seem to be separated from this world and left behind. Recently, my heart is not quiet, nor is it Recent. I don’t know when it will be like this: I will do some messy dreams every night. I don’t know why, I can’t fall asleep very early every morning, I really miss sleeping soundly until eight or nine o’clock even when I had classes in school. Now I feel very tired, at a loss, hesitating, even a little dirty! I still remember that in November of the internship year, the snow fell very early and heavy. At that time, many branches were broken. At that time, I was still high-spirited, full of ambition, and gave great directions, inspire the words, who is willing to leave me. After graduation, I walked out of the ivory tower of the university, and finally I could create a new talent. Time has passed by inadvertently, and nothing has been accomplished, even a decent job. I can’t bear looking back, but I am only dejected! I don’t know when it will start, the habitual stealth of hanging Q on the Internet. I am afraid that others will know that they are online and ask themselves some common questions but don’t know how to answer them. For example, how is your job recently, how is your salary, and do you have a girlfriend? I don’t know when to start. I’m afraid of meeting acquaintances and talking with them about topics such as work and marriage. I don’t know when to start, I don’t expect so much for the new year, and even have some fear. The first is that the career is not established, and the money is in the pocket; The second is that the life is uncertain, and the fear of being forced to marry; The third is to see that others are in the right position and have a successful career, but they have nothing to bear and are. Now what we lack most is money. Although money can’t solve all the problems, most of the problems can still be solved easily. Without money, no matter what you do, you always seem to lack confidence, and the whole person looks very dirty and obscene. On the way, there was a drizzle with no rain gear. It was not necessarily a good thing to wander in the drizzle, which woke up my muddling and numb brain. I still remember that on the evening of summer, the weather was so hot and dry that I didn’t want to have a light rain. I was very happy and happy. I strolled on the street, strolling and bathing in the wind and rain, not to mention how refreshing it was, but now I don’t have the state of mind at that time any more, that kind of indifference of watching the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court and watching the clouds rolling in the sky., Those who have achieved great things in ancient times not only have talents beyond the world, but also have perseverance and perseverance. Ask yourself, do I have great ambitions? Are I a self-indulgent person? Mencius said, “when the sky is going to surrender to a great position, people must first suffer their minds, work their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skin, empty their bodies and do whatever they want, so they are patient, zeng Yi can’t. How can a person who has not been tempered achieve great things? The dilemma he is in now may be just a sharpening and stepping stone for himself. Once he sinks, the stepping stone will become a mountain pressing on him, not of turn over. Therefore, I must cheer up, regroup, gather strength and make great efforts. Once the opportunity comes, I will be brave, prepared and powerful. What else can I do. Isn’t there still several years of obscurity for Su Qin, who is attached to the six kingdoms? Didn’t Zhang Yi, the political master Wu Xinjun, lobby several countries after starting his career and not be reused? Although I am not a great talent, I am not afraid of it!! The drizzle also stopped, and a thin layer of water mist fell on my body, with raindrops. Looking at the busy people in the hazy mist, I couldn’t help speeding up my steps!! 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”. 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