Car train to Lhasa

On the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, the wind in early spring is steep and fierce, and the floating prayer flags and Mani stone piles form a sacred and peaceful silhouette. The majestic Kunlun Mountain, the dreamy Jade Everest, the mysterious Namtso Lake, the beautiful Tibetan antelope in Hoh Xil, the glittering water of Tuotuo River, the endless grassland, the sky is blue and the clouds are gentle. Everything is so quiet and peaceful, and everything is still in my dream. With a whistle, there was a moving scenery on the heavenly road, the sleeping memory was awakened, the ancient calls were heard, and the figure of pilgrimage crawled forward in the morning light. Mr. Lu Xun once said that there was no road in this world. If there were more people walking, it would become a road. Tibet, the mysterious place, the place closest to the sky, and the place with the clearest air in the world, made countless people around the world look up to it, but they were finally discouraged because of the long journey, in May of 1984, the first phase of Qinghai-Tibet railway project ended temporarily at Nanshankou in Golmud. On June 29th, 2006, the Golmud-Lhasa section of the second phase of Qinghai-Tibet railway was officially opened to traffic. The Qinghai-Tibet Railway, dressed in Xiaguang, welcomed visitors from all directions with a smile. What a joyful and joyful day. Music and gongs and drums, party and state leaders personally ribbon, jubilation, Shenzhou Fairview add chapter. I once asked a student from Tibetan area. I asked him, how do you live without railways? He smiled and said, getting up with the sun every day, sleeping with the Stars, and staying with cattle and sheep in the grassland. I said that was so good. For people in many cities, that kind of life is called Paradise, a heaven for nourishing their hearts. My student said anxiously, “teacher, it is impossible to have no way. Many children don’t go to school, where culture is also needed. Only with knowledge can they develop better. The simple answer made me relieved. I continued to ask, road building will destroy the ecology, don’t you feel distressed. He said, “I have seen them build roads. They carefully settled down the grass on the slope, which has grown well up to now. This is a world-renowned Road, unprecedented. The road builders use their blood, perseverance and perseverance to make the road extend inch by inch, spring, summer, autumn and winter, dusk and dawn. Passing through nachitai, crossing Wudaoliang, crossing Tuotuo River, stepping on yanshiping, crossing Tanggula Mountain, winding in Ando, Naqu, Dangxiong, Yangbajing, all the way to Lhasa, the capital of Tibet, like a young dragon, with the strong beating and support of the motherland’s heart, I came here luxuriously, with the belief of pilgrimage and firm steps, and with the train arriving in Lhasa, I gently placed my reverent and solemn heart. Chatting with a senior high school classmate in Qinhuangdao, she said in an envious tone that she really wanted to go to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau when she had time to see the sky there, the clouds there, and the world-renowned road. I sincerely invite her to bring her daughter to the summer vacation. With the acceleration of the development of the western region, especially the opening of the GRA section (Golmud to Lhasa) of the second phase of the Qinghai-Tibet line, and the broadcast of the series of “great beauty Qinghai” on CCTV, tourism in Qinghai-Tibet provinces develops rapidly, and its popularity and reputation at home and abroad are constantly improving. Take the train to Lhasa. The car is clean, tidy and comfortable. The scenery outside the car is suddenly vast, high and beautiful. Snow mountains are like dreams and lakes are as tranquil as mirrors, wild animals on the plateau run in groups with the train. This scene is like a world away, which makes passengers sitting on the train stay away from the noise of the world and enjoy the peace of mind and the conversion of soul. On May 7th, 2011, when two Russian tourists returned to Xining from Lhasa by train K918, they left their leather bags with cash and passports on the train. The conductor Shen Jie contacted the owner quickly and returned to Zhao completely. Russian tourists sent a letter to Sheng Guangzu, minister of the Ministry of Railways, expressing their sincere gratitude, and at the end of this letter, they said earnestly that you must praise their noble personality and excellent work style, efficient work efficiency. He also said that after returning to China, he would publicize the Qinghai-Tibet line with his own real experience. 2011 nian 6 yue 29 ri. The whistle sounded long, and another series of cars left Golmud station in Gobi small town. Let’s go. Let’s go together and take the train to Lhasa. Memories Qinghai Phase II opened five years every day, filled with emotion: order drums Ray, snow-covered plateau warm air blowing. Red Flag Fluttering Nanshan mouth, rail recumbent rack North. The surging Yellow River reflects Kunlun, rolling the Yangtze River eastward. The peaks are soaring and singing, and hundreds of thousands of sails are chasing. The Dragon winds through Qinghai-Tibet, and the roof of the world shows its power. Sonorous wheel snowy, national unity zhong wang gui. Kunlun Mountain have Pilgrim, yuzhufeng ding shan silver. The world railway can be called the best when galloping across the five beams. I would like to extend my high respect to the builders and management maintainers of Qinghai-Tibet Railway. Note: Nanshankou: 27 kilometers south of Golmud, starting point of the second phase of Qinghai-Tibet Railway. Tanggula Station, 5068 above sea level, is the highest railway station in the world. Wudaoliang, 4415 above sea level, has always been over Wudaoliang, hard to see the name of father and mother. Yuqomolangma: With an altitude of 6178, it is the highest peak in the eastern section of Kunlun Mountain. 2011 nian 7 yue He Qinghai Phase II opened five anniversary 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…

Corn poppy

Love a person, a thing or a thing, no complete reason, no clear reason to follow, as if the previous life with the lingering, but a still not end, fate has not yet ended, destined to be at the same time in this life, continue to immerse yourself in the past. When I began to touch words, I was deeply attracted by the name of “Yu Meiren”, as if I was destined with her, and the bottom of my heart was so happy. The name is so beautiful that it is shocking. If there is really a graceful beauty standing alone and glamorous, how can it not make people have countless reveries? Yumeiren and poppies belong to the same family. The stems of the flowers are curved before the flowers bloom, and round egg-shaped flower buds are placed on the top of the stems. When the flowers bloom, the petals are bright and smooth, just like colorful butterflies dancing and bending soft branches, at this time, he even straightened up the flowers. It is hard to imagine that such a weak papyrus grass could produce rich and gorgeous flowers, such as poppies, mysterious and weird. You can always see a wisp of blood and tears in clusters of flowers and reverie for beauty, which are Yu Ji’s blood and tears! Yu Ji, Xiang Yu’s favorite, is beautiful and good at sword dance. Yu Ji admired Xiang Yu’s bravery, married Xiang Yu as a concubine, and often went out with Xiang Yu. In the battle between Chu and Han, Xiang Yu was trapped in the Gaixia, and the soldiers were all alone. At night, he smelt all over the world, thinking that the Chu was completely lost. While drinking, he sang a solemn and stirring song to Yu Ji. Yu Ji danced for the overlord Chu, singing with tears: Han soldiers have been slightly, the four Chu songs. The king is loyal, and he liaosheng is a cheap concubine. After singing, he drew his sword and committed suicide. The Overlord lamented, and the soldiers shed tears, enchanting the ancient and modern times. This kind of love is hard to see in the world. I don’t judge heroes by success or failure. In my opinion, the Overlord is still proud of his failure! The earliest “Yu Meiren”, also the most representative one, was written by Li Yu in the Southern Tang Dynasty: When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much do you know about the past. Small building last night and Dongfeng, motherland painful moonlit in. The carved fence and Jade building should still be there, but Zhu yangai. Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. Sad, euphemistic, lonely, melancholy. As the Lord of the country, Yu’s wealth and prosperity reached the extreme; However, he was conquered by the country, and the prosperity was relieved. He couldn’t bear to look back, and the sorrow was also to the extreme. This sorrow was both wide and long. He asked the heaven, asked, this sorrow is endless! It was this special experience that made the wonderful good word spread through the ages. It was a dazzling Yu Meiren in the world of CI, with high appreciation value. “Yu Meiren”, which I like, is planted and exposed in the sky by Qin Guan’s green peaches, not the number of flowers. The water lingers in the deep mountain, but it is a pity that for whom is a picturesque branch? What is the limit of light cold and fine rain? It is difficult to manage it in spring. Why not get drunk for the King? I’m afraid that people will break their intestines when they wake up. There is also Jiang Jie’s “listening to the Rain” young Listening To The Rain Song upstairs. Red candle faint. Listen to the rain in your prime. Jiangkuoyun is low, and the broken goose is called the West Wind. Now listen to the rain Monk Lu. There are stars in the temples. Joys and sorrows are always ruthless. Before the first order, drip to the dawn. Reading their words, you will enter their inner world, and you will feel that it is a rich, sad, tragic, thick and long world. There are too many Yu Meiren words, so you can’t count them carefully here. Always, in this low-pitched singing, I can see the flowers of Yu Meiren are sad, charming and enchanting, just like Yu Ji who dances swords, which makes me sad! 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…

Let the smile bloom like a flower

Although there was no coolness in the early summer morning, my heart was trembling. A gust of wind blew through, shaking the leaves to a sound, just like a muffled thunder exploding in my ears: your wife needs an operation! How! Over the past decade or so, we have helped each other and supported this family together through ups and downs. How! Although the doctor repeatedly said that the operation was not dangerous, I just couldn’t rest assured. I once tried to comfort others to think about everything, but now I think of how feeble those words were. I also really realized the feeling that it was none of my own business, and it was chaotic to care about myself. The sunshine climbed up the treetop from the trunk, which made the path that our family often walked mottled and paved my worries and sorrows all the way. Why is this road so long today and why can’t it come to an end! It rained heavily on the day of my wife’s operation, which added an inexplicable fear to my uneasy heart. Seeing his wife walking into the operating room, soon, the doctor in charge of the operation anesthesia came out, he first told me the danger of one kind or another that he might encounter during the operation like a routine, and then asked me if I agreed to the operation, and if I agreed, I would sign it. After hearing this, I felt a little out of control: Didn’t you say there was no danger? My younger sister said beside me: this is for the sake of emergency in the hospital. They all said this to the patients’ families. It’s okay. I only felt that my hands trembled so much that I really realized the feeling that the pen weighed a thousand pounds. I wrote my name on the signature column of the family members with a trembling hand and a pen. I usually feel good about my characters, but I feel that this is the worst time to write, and it is my own name! The next time is waiting, but what kind of waiting is this? Only those who have experienced it can experience it. This is not the waiting for the admission notice after the college entrance examination is completed; This is not the waiting for the children to be born by the father outside the delivery room; This is not the waiting for the employment after the manuscript is sent out; it’s not that I sit or stand outside the operating room. I just stared at the door of the operating room and listened to the sound of rain hitting the window, I felt like a heavy hammer hitting my heart, then grinding my heart hard until bleeding. Seeing the anxiety on my face, my mother-in-law and sister persuaded me directly: it doesn’t matter. Didn’t the doctor say it’s all right? Okay. After hearing this, I felt as if they were comforting themselves. I don’t know how long it took, a piece of light suddenly came out of the window. I didn’t know when the rain stopped, and the sun shot in through the glass window. The door of the operating room was opened, and I ran there quickly. The first thing I saw was my wife’s pale face and vacant eyes. The doctor said: The operation was very successful. I suddenly had a feeling of wanting to cry, which was to cry for the joy of the successful operation and also to my wife. We hurriedly sent our wife to the ward, and after settling her down, I went home to fetch things. As soon as I opened the door, my eyes were swayed by something. I took the opportunity to look at it, oh! The cucumbers in my yard have blossomed, and the ridges of cucumbers are like a group of young girls in yellow-green color clothes relaxing their sleeves in the breeze, dancing with several gorgeous butterflies and chubby bees and the rhythm of the wind. I couldn’t help stopping, temporarily forgetting my troubles and appreciating this yellow and green world. Cucumber vines twined on the shelf and were trying to grow upward. The green leaves became more tender after being washed by the rain. The five-star Yellow Flowers became more and more gorgeous, and there were several small raindrops lying on the leaves and flowers, when a gust of wind blows, they roll around like pearls, and tease you like Cute elves blinking shiny eyes. Looking at it, unconsciously, I felt my tight face suddenly relaxed, and there was a smile on the corners of my mouth. I smiled, and I laughed unexpectedly! It seems that I haven’t laughed for many days, even for the past six months! Some time ago, because I transferred my job, I was not adapted to the new working environment. I was very upset. Recently, my wife got sick again, which was really a disaster. The pressure of work and life deprived me of my laughter. Seeing the flowers blooming in the courtyard so delicate and charming, they greeted me one by one like smiling faces. My heart suddenly shocked: Yes, there are nine or eight unpleasant things in life. What can I do with this trivial thing! Sour, sweet, bitter and spicy are the flavoring agent of life, which dose is missing will also leave a defect for the perfect life. Just as the flower of this cucumber is blooming and falling, it must be sweet in the heart when it shows people in a beautiful posture, because it is smiling, and in the process of slowly withering until withering, we can also read its bitterness from its thin figure. It seems to have infinite nostalgia for this world. It is also because of this that it knows better to show its most dazzling moments to people as much as possible. Should we make our limited life more sweet and more smiling like this flower. Especially in difficult situations, we should firmly believe that even if there are a thousand things that make you sad, you should find one thousand reasons to make you happy. Let the smile bloom every day just like this flower. 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…

Flowers bloom in half a summer, elegant memories

Looking back at the beginning, I came to the legendary beautiful paradise with the same expectation as them, imagining the bright future waiting for me. However, I gradually found that I was wrong. Yes, I am satisfied in my heart. I have a lot of spare time. I can have fun with my roommates and pursue those things lost in our high school. However, at the same time, I am also losing something. In middle school, I tried every means to hide the selling price in places that teachers could not see. When I was bored, I took it to QQ and went into a space to see all kinds of comments published by everyone. However, nowadays, mobile phones are changing all kinds of ringtones, but there is nothing else on the screen except the calls from parents. The classmates in the class still don’t know each other, only the dormitory next door occasionally joins the door. It seems that many things have been lost in life. If we don’t have friends, we will discuss gossip in private happily. If we don’t have friends, we will discuss how to do homework together, without friends, we can comfort each other’s hearts together …… former classmates and friends spread all over the country, and everyone only chatted on QQ occasionally. Later, they just watched who is right and who is wrong in the space, I don’t have any comments anymore, and there are fewer and fewer sincere friends. Occasionally, someone’s call will make me excited. I miss them very much, I wanted to call them, but I didn’t know what to say after the call. I gradually realized that our topics were getting less and less, and our common language began to diverge. The university is very beautiful, but the feelings of friends have gradually faded. Everyone has their own lives, each other and their own world. We also keep in touch with new environment, new life and friends, but our innocence is less and less when we are young. Everyone argued about their own interests, and they didn’t want to let themselves suffer losses. They wanted to achieve their goals through some means. One terrible person could not help worrying. Compared with this time, the beauty that has passed away is like fresh herbal tea, which makes people feel very refreshing. It doesn’t matter gain or loss, as long as we still stick to our own direction and don’t lose ourselves, memories are still so beautiful and gorgeous! 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…

Their heart

Breeze breeze, suddenly do other is forest wind in the, ear of birds. Tactfully through the ages is unforgettable myth, how can know flute light turn not old Heartsongs play, water of implication not being able to achieve the dream again remodeling. Love lasts through the ages because of the world of mortals. At first sight of the jade flute and fingers, the real smoke flew far away from my heart. What kind of sky and hometown is that! Another day, I was standing at the intersection, and the people coming and going were all in a hurry. For the sake of a warm home, there was a harbor without disputes, which was peaceful and quiet, could avoid the wind and rain, and could completely relax, can this really state, no mask, no alert, completely real, full heart love and compassion. Home is soul shelter in distant imagination, love simplest form initiation in people’s initial heart, that good with Can’t Look Back height. Each their own world, no one can really set foot in heart waterfront, but I can understand heart of loneliness, this time everyone will have and enjoy the loneliness is a kind of high realm. Earth relative to universe is lonely, so human the wisdom footprints step to universe, seek can echo life individuals. Individuals are small and great at the same time. We have insight into the world because of the richness of our hearts, and we tolerate everything with broadness and tolerance. Someone said, no real sense of happiness, key is to has a meet and they all contain heart. What others do is for their best survival. We understand them, and we also seek our own existence in our favorite way. Maybe in others’ eyes, we are also different, or different. The world is colorful because of differences, and the world is harmonious and peaceful because of the pursuit of truth, goodness and beauty. There have been disputes, that is the rain behind the lead cloud, the cold, that is the Frost after the season. We can’t let my heart in a snowflake become cold, can’t let your appearance in the years of carved in chapped multi-wrinkle. Even the yellow flowers in the Twilight should bloom brightly and brightly, and even the green leaves in the cold rain should be full of vitality. Life exists in the brightest form at any time, even if the air is like gossamer. 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…

Half-and-you

When my sister came back to visit her mother, she talked about the old things, which were always vivid, making me far away from my childhood, with ups and downs in heart and sleepless all night. I couldn’t help thinking of the past, those unforgettable days, the class where the book was loud, and you who were once classmates. I am no longer young, and my heart is filled with happiness and sweetness. I. Xiaoyi went to my grandma’s home to study, which made me lucky to know you. I can’t remember your appearance, whether we have deskmates or whether we are the same year. Because there was only one big classroom in the village at that time. The old man in his forties, with dozens of children, shook his head all day and read unintelligible texts. The first time I played hide-and-seek, I hid in your home. People outside want to come in, while people inside want to keep secret. Both sides were facing the door with great strength. Everyone pushed and pushed, only hearing a roar, the door plank fell down. In the face of this sudden situation, let the children who played as much as possible be scared to death one by one. At this very moment, only you stand up bravely and say that it doesn’t matter if the door falls down, because it is easy to install. This makes me, who is still young, have a little respect for you. When I just returned to my hometown in Hebei, I didn’t know why. My whole body was covered with yellow water sore, and there was pus flowing everywhere. I couldn’t wear clothes and couldn’t learn. For a long time, under the arrangement of your teacher, you came to my home every day after school to help me with my lessons and guide me to finish my homework. Your patience and carefulness, your carefulness and thoughtfulness, and your initiative and enthusiasm have given me a lot of care and care, encouragement and encouragement, happiness and touching. Every thirty nights, you will invite some girls to help my family make dumplings. Watching you rolling the dumpling skin with your dexterous hands while chatting with Grandma, I was clumsy and didn’t know what to do; Watching your concentrated expression, I can imagine that the burden of life falls on your shoulders too early when you are so skilled in doing work that you feed pigs and chickens at home, wash clothes, wash vegetables and pour Gardens; looking at your pretty little face and dripping sweat from time to time, I really want to wipe it for you, but I am afraid that it will be too abrupt to make you shy. In fact, such a life is too short. Before long, I went to the township central school to study, but you sacrificed yourself silently, took the initiative to look after my sister-in-law at home, and became a good helper for my mother, turning the pot for a lifetime; As we grew older, the distance between us, due to gender differences, it is pulled further and further. Second, because my two children were young at school, I was not tall in high school, so I was lucky to sit behind you. You, with a figure like a devil and an angelic smile, are graceful when you walk, singing and talking. What I envied was your white skin, delicate facial features, good speech and long braid. I just blame that I don’t have vivid words, describe your extraordinary beauty, praise your breathtaking surprise, and only hope that the young heart can stay by your side for a long time. Your home is very close to the school, so your seat is always empty when you study in the morning and evening. Facing such a scene, I feel lonely all the time; The way you walk into the classroom is like a swan dancing with a faint fragrance; When you sit down gently, you always pull the seat and brush the long braid, you are clever in lightness and capable in confidence; You are so concentrated in listening to the lecture, your eyes are smart in concentration, and your long eyelashes are glittering. To be honest, in the long two years, the only conversation between us may add up to less than ten sentences. Although we sit very close, we are psychologically far away. Because in your eyes, I am the kind of young man who has no temperament, no demeanor, no future, no great figure, no prominent family, and the yellow-mouth girl has not faded. How could you, who was arrogant in those years, notice that among the numerous admirers, there was nobody who knew me? It’s time to break up. You girls crowded together, crying with pear flowers and rain, holding hands and loving each other; Saying that friends cherish, the road ahead is high and dangerous; Holding back the bitterness in your heart, saying goodbye to your classmates! So after so many years, your charming figure, sweet smile and beautiful voice, like a beautiful rainbow, engraved a piece of beauty in my heart. III. Missing the rural areas of Hebei in those years, the native boys not only had the habit of early marriage, but also were very advanced in engagement. As long as the family is a little good and can guarantee to dress and eat, there will be someone acting as a matchmaker to introduce innocent girls to you like a few family treasures. In the eyes of the local people, my family should have good economic conditions because of the small population and my grandfather’s hard work; At that time, I was not tall, as slender as bean sprouts, as shy as a girl; I don’t know what the girl’s family likes, and the person who asks for marriage always comes without appointment, which makes your mind uneasy and makes you tired of it. For these, Grandma always told people that our child was still young, and his marriage should be decided by his parents, and we dared not and could not take care of it. Because of this, when I graduated from high school, I left my hometown without hesitation, leaving the poor ravine with barren land, high mountains and dangerous roads, lack of food and clothing, and no hope. What I couldn’t imagine was that my grandma didn’t know what to think about. She even wrote to her parents behind my back, saying that she wanted me to learn Carpenter, and someone introduced her to her enthusiastically. She said that the girl knew me, maybe my classmate, two years older than me. She didn’t want to come to my home, and even wanted to leave her hometown and come to the northeast with me. I don’t know what sister said, which originated from her memory and which were made out of thin air; I wanted to find my mother for verification, but I couldn’t get the desired answer because of too long time; I want to see my deceased grandma in my dream, recalling the misty past, and finally because of the separation of yin and yang, I can’t go back to the distant past. Such a result makes me very confused, and also makes me very regretful! IV. Unforgettable the past time passed, and 38 years passed quickly. I have gone through many ups and downs in my life from a young man, walking hard into the autumn of my life. The wandering and turbulent life made me lose a lot. I don’t know where the heroic words, old photos of my childhood and love stories were left? Will you remember the diary you wrote yesterday tomorrow? Will you still remember the one you used to cry most tomorrow. The teachers can’t think of you and can’t guess the problem; I also looked through photos by chance, and then I remembered you at the same table. This song “You at the same table” expresses my heart and brings me a distant past. I don’t know, among those vague figures, who once had me in my heart, who would like to be my confidante, and who deserves my cherish most? Such emptiness makes me full of helplessness for life. Who married you who was sentimental, who comforted you who loved crying, who rolled up your long hair, who made you a wedding dress? This may be the secret that I have been trying to uncover in my life, but I can never know! 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…

Winter remember

Finally, with the chill since winter, the north wind began to invade the city, as if chasing the footsteps of amnesia. In the wake-up atmosphere, we began to feel ourselves. Clothes began to accumulate, wrapped layer by layer. Beauty became a noun, and it froze in the frost. I have been thinking about why the sunshine is so dazzling? So that winter only had peeping eyes. In the eyes of light, it seemed a little pitiful, just in name. Time unwittingly pulls at the fingertips, and the expected days turn over page by page. It turns out that life is just a calendar, with thin joy and even birthday becoming a farewell ceremony. Winter is coming. Apart from the scenery, there are only some messy footprints and moods, which become weeds passing by. Some of them are withered and some are still growing vigorously, just like the fallen leaves full of purpose, mixed with yellowish ingredients. Standing in the winter, if there is sunshine, you may have different feelings. If it is rainy, it will be mixed with troubles. Snow is half delighted and half disappointed. In other words, we are leaves, swinging in life and speculating in the concentration of wind, just like you and me, sometimes with a bright face, sometimes with indifferent light. Change, it steps on the leaves of autumn, promotes the snow in winter, looks at the alternation between the old and the new, and creates the future direction. Sometimes I wonder, things are like human beings, things have changed, will people also change? Is it just a snow scene? Handed over to time. Just like a chess piece, jumping in the space, holding, and being at some mercy. I really want to stay in winter, because it is so single that although I can’t appreciate the fragrance of flowers, I can’t stop the imagination of spring. Its tranquility and freshness are just like being drunk, killing the indulgence of time, erasing the traditional memory, white, presenting a perfect situation. Who says it has no experience? Who says it can only be thought? Everything is the gaze of time, and those variegated colors have been cleared up. Winter becomes a clear river, hiding life. It will melt at any time, quietly and imperceptibly, just like the mirror of the wind! 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…

How to explain the word “love”

Every time I carried my luggage and left my hometown, I could always imagine that the figure at the door of my home was so long as the old Elder. It was the train that took me away from my hometown. It was the station that made me understand what parting was. Dust sounded, temples Frost. When time passes by, the rest is just memories, such as the trail running with partners, the fruit trees creeping together, the fields playing together and so on, a flower, a grass, a tree and a stone, it has changed its appearance, things are not, people are not. The jujube tree in the courtyard was much older with withered branches and fallen leaves. Standing under the tree, I seemed to hear my mother’s long and familiar call. I often play childhood games in dreams, and want a time machine to return to that naive but innocent age. However, we have to leave our hometown and relatives. People often leave like this, leaving his love and care in the place where he misses. People, young people who always want to go home leave home and go back to their eldest brother. The local accent has no change and their sideburns have declined. Children’s meet strangers, laugh ask where. When the water passed away, a wisp of blue silk turned into white hair. When I was old, I went back to my hometown, but I was treated as a guest. I was afraid that only the years could understand that state of mind. Birds love soil, and people love home more. Why does that Homeland make us reluctant? Why do people who are lucky and hard to travel insist on going home when the Spring Festival comes? Maybe it is just because the space called home has a warm childhood, and there are still the happy laughter of reunion. When we revisited the old land, how many scenes of things and people touched our hearts; When we raised wine and asked the moon, how many wandering figures were drunk in other villages; After thousands of words, how many exhortations were lingering in the heart of the travellers. Little by little, they are all homesickness. Quzhongrensan, empty. The fall after the noise was left to our parents. People who travel far away! You know, parents put your childhood photos in the most conspicuous place; You know, they are looking forward to inviting you to stop on the way home, don’t leave home, often go home to see, what they want is companionship, not 600 yuan. Pitiful World parents heart. The most plain description in Shi Tiesheng’s “I and the Altar of Earth” often made me cry in tears. I couldn’t take it for granted to accept the selfless love of my parents, so I often suffered, I can’t taste the family debt I have been carrying for several generations. They said that the closest person in a person’s life is a spouse, but in my heart, at least in the days I lived, my closest people are my parents. How to explain the love word, how to write is wrong. 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…

Fusheng is a note in hand

My friend called and said that when we had dinner today, we just woke up and were rubbing the slightly distressed eyeballs. Thinking, why did we arrive in the afternoon at once? Sometimes people are like this, lamenting that time is too fast, complaining that time is too slow, it seems that the feeling of life should be a solemn old clock, ticking, rigorous, stubborn, conservative, it will never be a minute or a second slower. Of course, except for the situation of dreaming, dreams are the accidents that life has been accustomed to. When the eyelash clothes are opened and closed, the sea becomes a mulberry field unconsciously. The sky was heavy, and the cloud seemed to have just been adjusted and painted by the skillful craftsman’s hands. It was damp and even, and could not see any crack, which made your sight slide in the dull gray. The fierce wind in these two days also felt tired at this moment, resting on the tree and gasping gently. Sometimes, the branches shook for a while. Through the glass, you can still feel the cold in spring, the west wind is still sweeping, and occasionally you can see birds falling into the wilderness. In fact, such a overlook is just a kind of verification. People have already been familiar with this situation and this scene, and sometimes they still have to expand it, because the original movie in their hearts is always blurred by emotions. At this moment, I sat under the curtain, put down the book, sniffed a few words of ink and put a wisp of smoke. I couldn’t help thinking, what have I blurred? In the past two years, almost no words have been written, let alone chatting. Although there are several groups in Q, including classmates, friends, and others who are free to ask for directions, they just lurk in occasionally and cherish their words. You can talk freely with strangers in life. The more you get to know each other, the more difficult it is to be free and easy. Old classmates gather there, and people often ask, where is it, how is it now? Sometimes I really want to jump out and drink loudly: Listen carefully, I am here! -Come to no. The romantic affairs in those years but now are idle, not for some fame and wealth, but for his delay, which makes me ashamed. Nowadays, the vast sea and sky are only used to release thoughts, which is no longer used to say. Therefore, it was really unbearable for people in the crowd to bow and bow like a marketplace, I am so annoying and young, please forgive me. So after saying only ten sentences and twenty sentences in the group, I returned two and left two. Is it degradation or evolution? If the EQ problem is asserted from this point of view, it can be seen that Lao Tzu is also a kind of flexible and smooth person in his life. A pair of vulgar expressions will not fall down on others. When someone sees it, he will certainly cover his face. Fortunately, I was afraid of drinking, otherwise I must be a drunken man. I was dragged to the cloud cover by those dog friends all day long, which also attracted hundreds of husbands to point out: Your boy is so difficult to invite, it must be playing the trick of Golden House. God, I am a relative of Dou E’s family, and I’m very angry. In fact, the gratitude in my heart has always been there for those feelings and concerns. I think I have already lived into a ball with different poles and equator. Equator is cynical dryness, and two poles are the coolness of torturing myself. Just because the bone and dried meat are too inflammatory, my monsoon is used to walking slowly. It will be fine if it is quiet and cool in the night, in the valley and in the forest of water and Zhu. People who live for the heart are inevitably tired of the heart, because the heart is a elf who is not big, and the happiness and anger are unpredictable, and the cold and warm are easy to feel. If it is slightly damaged, how many patches you make is in vain. Therefore, you can’t ask your mind too much when you are free. If you ask too many questions, it will be more timid and confused. In my questions from time to time, I knew that although things were exchanged for others, my heart was still held by memory and never separated. Outside the window, the sky was like dusk, and the clouds almost pressed up Meishan, dropping the old things from the fingertips and permeating the long-deserted paper. It was hidden that some people were walking between the lines. At the punctuation point, the Lotus umbrella and Locust clothes were swaggering out, the Maple clouds and plum rains, and a large area of cattail grass were scattered, which covered those swaying plots. Looking down, I looked like a wild goose in the mountains and rivers of eight thousand miles. I went to life in the world of mortals, with a hint of sunset glow on my wings and a journey of rain and rain. I lowered my head and glanced at the old scene calendar. The personnel in the scene was already blurred. I knew that in my country, I just put them down temporarily. Recently, I suddenly felt that I couldn’t escape like this, just as the saying goes: I can escape from lunar January 1, but I can’t escape from lunar January 15; I also said that I can’t escape from the temple after running away. I am ashamed that I am not a Buddhist. I am afraid that I will desecrate the Buddha, Amitabha. But I can be regarded as my temple, a column of Fanxiang and a few rosary beads are placed in the niches and worshiped all the time. With my creation, if I could become a disciple in my whole life, I was just a gambler, rubbing my hands and blushing my eyes, hoping to win more peace of mind. Therefore, friends like Mr. W and Mr. D around him couldn’t keep watching. They repeatedly exhorted that they couldn’t go on like this at such an old age. What’s more, he threatened to tie this crazy man to a mental hospital for further study. Ah, if so, don’t you want to be a mentally ill person? Therefore, they clenched their teeth and stamped their feet, glancing at each other angrily, scaring off the Iraqi people. In fact, I know the kindness of the Yiren in my heart. If it is not concerned, why should I wear these idle words in the camp of the world of mortals and do unpleased busyness? Look, I always reject people like this, not because I am not sensible, but because I am really keen on my nature and hard to give up my wishes. Finally I didn’t know what kind of ink marks would be left in this life. I knew that I was born to be dull, unable to start writing, and the writing was astringent, not to mention the inkstone that could not be polished in this life. Because he would not show off the skills of side-edge, and keeping the front-edge blindly would not become the elegant and free style of writing. He couldn’t stand it, so he often rubbed off a piece of paper and paper. Life becomes crumpled in this way. Even if a good seal is engraved, I am afraid that the complete Vermilion cannot be sealed. Fortunately, there is no heart to be handed down from the world, and the audience are not required to give a fist to each other. However, people are divided into groups, and there must be people who understand each other in this world, and read out the implication of this poor pen after pen, then he laughed and said: What brother wrote was not words, but nerves. Well, maybe it’s true. After practicing for a few years, the nerve endings have not been written yet, which is already a mess in people’s eyes. Copying like this all day long makes the nerve ache. The only comfort is that it has not been numb yet. From the beginning to the present, from there to here, along the way, the wind along the Riverside was raining in the locust forest, talking about the night shock and dreams, all of which were left behind to make footnotes and explain the history pale. Today, I speak alone in the morning and dusk, reciting the back one after another, departing again and again, reciting the silent dawn into a quiet dusk, washing my lead and brilliance day by day, in order to wash my old appearance. Maybe I was born with a prophecy, then, no matter pain or joy, I will try to predict by myself and see what will be waiting at the end of fate. I have lost the qualification to ask the world for forgiveness, so let the people who should come and the people who should go, and the rest is to hold the floating life in hand and put it on the side of the dream until all is done, until I can’t bet any more. 2012/02/06 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…

How many good sisters do you have?

I transferred a diary in the space of Yiyi, a social netizen, listening to a song “How many good sisters do you have” sung by Meng Tingwei. The name of this song is very suitable for my feelings at this moment. I asked myself: how many good sisters do you have? How many people around me are silently caring about me? Silently sad for me, I really don’t know, this is my unknown. Some people care about me, care about me, but what did I give them? Nothing can be given. As a relative and a friend, I am do nothing like that. But I can still be happy with your love! In fact, I am really ashamed and guilty in my heart. Anyone can blame me, I won’t refute, and I don’t have the courage to refute! Life is Strange, and there are countless encounters. For the Internet, it may be unreal or real, and opinions vary. While you and I are real people in the Internet, you and I also have happiness, sadness, joy, sorrow, gains and losses in the Internet. In real life, you and I are chatting, making friends and communicating on the Unreal network. What will you get when all this leave us one day? What did you lose? What do you and I want? Why on earth did you and I come here? Why did you leave? Many friends around me don’t understand why I can sit in front of the screen for more than ten hours without moving. I can’t explain this question clearly, nor do I want to explain it clearly, this feeling is really hard for others to understand. Every time my friends see me chatting so seriously with those social netizens in the company, they will show that strange smile. I don’t understand whether there must be only love when chatting with social netizens? There is only one lover, and friendship and brother and sister friendship are not restricted by this. How many good sisters do you have? I admit that there are indeed many sisters who have no blood relationship. Maybe I, a man with rich feelings and keeping the moral bottom line, was born to be a brother. However, marriage is so unsatisfactory. I have many friends on the internet. They all have family members. Even if they are single, they all have their own dreams and love. I like their name as Big Brother. In fact, I, as a elder brother, can’t do anything for them either. I just listen to their talk carefully when they are in a bad mood. But they always bring me a lot of spiritual comfort and spiritual happiness. Life is like a dream. How much can you and I really have? Even so, I still hope that they will appear in front of me online and call me brother gently. I have known these sisters, and I have already felt that there is no imaginary journey in this life. How many social friends can we have in life? Maybe one is enough! But I am a person who is not satisfied with the status quo, he always thinks that a person should have several friends in the world of mortals in the vast sea of people, but he can only meet but not seek! Now I have met, now I know, now I know, I have no desire or desire in my life! There is no constant banquet in the world. What is dispersed? What is left? Rolling in the world of mortals, the ethereal secular human form will eventually leave us, leaving the immortal true feelings of destined people! My good sisters and eldest brother wish you a happy life! 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…