Four Seasons

The Sun after the heavy snow is like a charming woman, shining into people’s heart warm, making people unable to control themselves and feeling like getting close to it. The sky is blue, the white clouds are soft, everything is so beautiful. Let me deeply realize that living is a kind of happiness. Today, I heard a very magnificent sentence: If we let winter and summer round the house, is there only spring. I think spring is certainly good, but we will not see the beautiful snow-covered scenery, nor will we have the feeling of summer shower. Beautiful women should belong to summer. If there is only spring, how many opportunities will we women miss to show ourselves. If there is only spring, then we will not look forward to the coming of spring as we do now. We will not be delighted by the first new green from leaves, nor excited by the slowly flowing of frozen rivers, spring days will also lose all its colors. People will feel tired about the color of spring. Everything is no longer so expected, and all plants will learn to be lazy, so I think it’s better not to round the house with winter in summer! Let’s continue to have waiting, disappointment, gains and hope. Nature is the best. What’s more, winter has its unique flavor, and summer has its own beauty. Spring, summer, autumn and winter are four seasons, just like a person’s life. Spring, a year’s plan lies in spring. Spring is hope and the beginning of dreams. All life is recovering and growing hard. Just like the sun at seven or eight o’clock in the morning, he broke away from the embrace of the night and began to learn to illuminate himself and warm others. In summer, some rebellious people are full of temptation, just like the adolescence of a person, a stirring heart, full of desire for the world, trying to find the direction of his own life. Autumn should be the middle age of people. It has faded away from youth, and has already had the memory of slowly turning yellow. It is also mature and steady step by step, although sometimes I can’t help feeling sad, but they are also gaining their own achievements. Winter is the old age of people. They begin to miss and summarize. But four seasons are different from life. Winter goes and spring comes again, but life is only once. In comparison, I prefer the maturity of autumn, without the naughty of spring, the confusion of summer cups, and the desolation of winter. I know what I want most clearly. 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…

Today’s harvest

Are you getting older, or are you getting old, or are you changing to be sleepy? Looking at this sunny day, the flowers are in full bloom and the green leaves are flashing. It should be the beginning of spring. Why is there no active atmosphere. Winter is over, can spring still be difficult? I don’t know, but I just feel that my whole body is lazy, covering the heart. The warm wind blew his face, saying whether it was warm or not, and whether it was warm or not, but he felt that the lack of energy was occupying the house and delicating people. It is said that the sun is better than the sun, but it has dazzling light. I really want to sleep for a nap, but I feel sorry for the busy day, from morning to night, from middle to evening. If it had arrived at the prosperous sun at noon, there would be no small progress or hope. Then, even in the sunset glow of Yixi in the middle and afternoon, the busy day is equal to the busy day without any gains. As the saying goes, a little more every day is the beginning of success. A little progress every day is the beginning of excellence. A little innovation every day is the beginning of leadership! Therefore, for better innovation, a better start, and a more innovative tomorrow. We must strive to do well, accumulate every minute every day, study hard, and make progress every day. Open the book, read the text and listen to the music. Sink your thoughts and clear up the urea collaterals. This is what you have gained today. Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) 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…

A rainy season, dancing with you

The sudden rain began to rest, and the cold cicada was sad. I can feel pity for the quiet night, and the lonely shadow is sad. Recalling the past, the past dust breaks people’s intestines, without thinking about it, it is always unforgettable. Suddenly I heard a song of lute, where is the peace? Find this sound and go to the court. But I saw a thousand miles of smoke, a piece of water hazy. Charlotte foam write in 2011-8-2002:05 seems long time no write something, as if about to not remember to pens, as on paper across the paragraph that period melody, that was the most real voice from the bottom of my heart, but how long did I not listen? In another rainy season, the continuous rainy days are about to begin. I still remember that you accompanied me in every rainy season, no matter it was the drizzle, the downpour thunderstorm, the gloomy rain in late autumn and the snow and rain in cold winter. It turns out that we have gone through so many rainy seasons together. However, in this rainy season, we are all at the end of the world. Materialism says: everything has life. Then, will those promises made together with lofty sentiments and ambitions when they were young be weathered slowly under the erosion of time, and finally die and disappear? Light smoke and rain, eyebrows gathered clear sorrow, a curtain of sparse rain made leisure sorrow… Hope tomorrow: dance with you in a rainy season……… Charlotte foam 2011-06-2223:15:2-2 month slimming Yan, Starlight pale, shadows colorful. Dancing, twisting away the pain lightly, hiding worries. How many strands of Paris are there for a kind of lovesickness? Just as it is: two places of leisure, Qi Qi Qi prepare for a rainy day. Xia Luomo 2011-06-2200:09:25 drunk and cool breeze, and the years will be empty; Dreams are different, how long will the Dreamland be poor? The empty fleeting time, the poor sky, the wind and the moon, the misty rain. Nowadays, she is an outsider. But, as always, Charlotte… 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…

Piano injury

Chapter1 the place where the sea and sky Connect/is the sunset/wooden deck/The whole time/is the golden yellow/the outline of your backlight/Just like a silhouette/full of imagination/anyone can love me and stand in the distant place you can’t see, you are standing on the stairs opposite to my glasses. I can see your most beautiful side face right at the corner of 45. I can see a handful of thin hair leaking under your ponytail, there are also clean white headphones and the graceful posture of inserting pockets with both hands. When you were walking at the end of the West stairs on the third floor, I was just walking at the corner of the second and third floors. You turned around and looked at me with a smile. I lowered my head and looked at my short sleeves which were just wet because of basketball. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and opened my shoes. I just saw you, carrying a water bottle. In my eyes, the beauty of dancing made me have no courage to raise my head, I turned around and looked at your back dancing. When you passed the wooden frame with scars and no windows in our class, I stood behind the classroom on purpose and shouted, who did you hand in your chemistry homework? I saw your gentle glance in the corner of my eyes. Plop, plop, my heart beat, and others smile for no reason in my eyes. Chapter2 the sound of the keys/in the cabin/echoing with the sea wind/There is a kind of romance/belonging to the Middle Ages/talent/smile overlooking the distance/is your habit // classical piano/beating/The Little Sadness/Your eyes/There is anxiety in the faint. I knocked the keyboard carefully, listen to you talk about the sadness of the past, the seemingly bright future, and the seemingly bright him. I have been inquiring seriously that you have deep scars, but you have been trying hard to interpret the best fragments of life. I said gently that maybe girls can try not to be too strong, and there will be such a person standing behind you to support you. I watched your silence pause for a long time, and then sent me a smile, the most beautiful smile in the world. I plucked up my courage to ask if I could go to the same city when I was in college. I saw that what I was facing was a black computer screen. The power went out suddenly. I don’t know. Did you hear what I said. Chapter 3 you put on makeup with tears/Don’t give up all on your face/swaying/The ship has entered the port/I can’t bear to be embarrassed/ask who is waiting for you to dock/a circle of ring marks on your fingers/watch you/The sadness that goes further and further/I’m afraid that the story can’t be half gone/you already have the answer in your heart/go to the wrong direction/you don’t talk about it/I just ask/Just/each other’s heart tied up your letter, I opened the thick letter carefully for fear of disturbing the beautiful words and sweet words inside. Your neat words, the vivid past I love, the glasses borrowed from the girl at the next table, lying on the window, I secretly overlook you on the basketball court, the I am you that I deeply miss. You said you looked at your watch and finally walked on the corner of the third floor. Seeing me upstairs, you became nervous and missed the time. You said you couldn’t help blushing when you heard the chemistry homework. You also said, hiding at the door of our class, listening to me playing guitar quietly at the graduation party, I was embarrassed by our old class. I dare not turn over, and I dare not turn over to the second page to continue reading your delicate words. I stare at the letter paper to see the girl who has the same unique sad temperament as you. I look at her eyes, seeing the future that cannot be mentioned, part of my eyes gave this cartoon more beautiful sadness. At the end of the letter, the last time I saw you was our best exam. You rode a bicycle and a light blue coat. You were 202 steps away from me. Your back was really beautiful. You are telling me. Chapter 4 The bright sea and sky/The Blue Ocean/your heart/But there is an opaque place/waves reflecting moonlight/footprints left on the beach/leaving regrets on the dock/the air filled with nostalgic time/The object that I saw/cared for you/My chord began to slow the vicissitudes you didn’t know, that old window, broken glass, is the mistake that my youth made for you knowingly. What you don’t know, at the graduation ceremony, guitar words are the most sincere love confession I give you. What you don’t know, add your MSN and chat in the sky, are the best words you give me during the rainy season. What you don’t know, the last time I saw you, by the side of the road, you went to the opposite side and counted the distance between us after I left. I stood opposite to you and wanted to run to you immediately. Chapter5 in that year, I went to your city to see your man, holding your shoulder, the wound in your eyes, the wound I once wanted to help you erase. 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…

Vanity “looks like a Lovel”

Goethe once said: vanity is a desire to pursue personal glory. It is not based on people’s quality, achievements and achievements, but only based on personal existence to win others’ appreciation, A desire to respect and admire. So vanity is nothing more than a frivolous and beautiful woman at best. Bacon once said: reputation is like a river, and what it floats is always frivolous. Excessive pursuit of vanity will inevitably lead to disaster. There are indeed many such cases in real life, such as cheating in exams, plagiarizing papers, taking stimulant when athletes participate in the competition, making false statistics by local officials, etc, all the ugly phenomena in the world are related to vanity. Besides, girls only ask about their wealth when they are looking for a partner. When they fall in love, they only look at whether their faces are beautiful or not, regardless of their life after marriage and so on. Many tragedies in the world are also rooted in vanity. Indeed, once people are obsessed with vanity, smart people will become stupid, kind people will become evil, and even do some incredible things. Countless facts show that vanity is a special disease, a kind of evil like smallpox and cholera. In this regard, people must be highly vigilant. Please take a look at the example: when a person was 16 years old, he was admitted to a county key high school. He entered a city from a rural area, and entered a high school from a junior high school. His vision became wider and his heart became wild. He felt that fate was too unfair. He was also a human being, and his intelligence was not worse than others, but he lived a life of frugality. He had never experienced so many pleasures in life. The more he thought about it, the more unbalanced he felt. He had to wait for the opportunity silently and all the opportunities that might make a fortune. Finally one day, he waited for the opportunity. Several associates invited him to ask for the debt for a friend, so he followed him without hesitation, which led him to a wrong path. In a trading company, through short and meaningless negotiations, the associates suddenly turned against each other and began to tie the manager of the company down. He was shocked by all the sudden things. He knew that this kind of behavior was far from as simple as asking for money, which was probably a crime. But everything happened instantly. He took a handbag handed by his associates and left the scene with them in a muddle. The next day, associates brought him a sum of money, and tell him handbag things value 10 multi-million. He was shocked, but he did not dare to face the reality correctly. With fluke mind, he took the money and wrote a farewell letter to his parents with tears. Then he left home quietly and went to work in other places, trying to escape from the punishment of law. From then on, he began to dance with demons and never slept soundly. His heart was hit and swallowed by sleepless conscience and horrible demons every day, I often see myself caught in my dreams. After a short time, he really started his life in prison, which was the result of vanity. Psychologists tell us that vanity is a common character weakness of human beings. It is terrible, and the scope of this horrible is almost unlimited. The key point of it is jealousy and slander others, and it is to take offensive instead of defensive. For those with strong vanity, the people around him are his enemies. They won’t get pleasure and help from their contacts with others, instead, they often have conflicts with their neighbors, colleagues, friends and even relatives. Under the control of strong vanity, they sometimes have terrible motives and bring very serious consequences. They always want to surpass others in all aspects and show their strength by exaggerating their own value in others’ eyes; They show people with false images and gain others’ praise by deceiving themselves, in order to achieve the effect of improving my prestige. When they act of vanity, they act very conceited and feel that they are great and powerful. However, when they are alone, they will feel very self-abased and feel very empty and melancholy in their hearts, I live very tired. Therefore, excessive vanity is a kind of extremely abnormal psychological state, which is an extremely abnormal social emotion expressed by a person for obtaining some honor and attracting general attention, we must abandon it completely. The good way to treat others’ excessive vanity is not to start with how to destroy it, but to focus on how to improve it and induce it to be beneficial. For example, for those rich and vain people, you can let them take out funds as charity funds, or run a business to make others more secure; For those talented and vain people, he can make more contributions to the society, and so on. We must make up our mind to overcome the excessive vanity towards individuals. You should evaluate yourself objectively, treat your advantages and disadvantages correctly, do not deceive yourself and others, and build confidence in yourself. We should adjust our own goals and turn the pursuit of desire better than others into practical actions to pursue the goal of self-struggle. We should treat honor correctly, do not be keen on the superficial undeserved reputation, and pay attention to the cultivation of practical ability. We should strictly avoid not telling lies and avoid showing vanity by telling lies. The most important thing is not to be tired of reputation and image, and to be brave to show the true and natural self. As long as you do this, you will be open and optimistic, and you will be loved and praised by the public. 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…

I in the country

My life in the countryside is actually very simple.. When I got up in the morning, when it was just dawn, I went around the field in the wild. At this time, the town was still in a hazy sleep, and the mountains in the distance did not wake up from the dream. Dewdrops were dripped between branches and leaves along the road, and glittering dewdrops dropped on the ground, making a light sound. The mist and mist were very beautiful, rising upward gracefully. After spreading, they gathered together immediately. There is a breeze occasionally blowing on people’s faces in the wilderness, which gives them a refreshing feeling. The sound of insects in the grass had stopped, and only the glittering beads and Dew were still shining, which was very bright. The grass washed by the night dew looks greener and clearer. There are also wild flowers in the wilderness. The exposed wild flowers, like implicit girls, are a little shy and always have a kind of hazy beauty. Walk Gently, walk slowly, and you can’t avoid getting dew on your feet. After walking for a long time, the shoes will be wet. But I am still willing to move forward. It is pleasant to see the mountain scenery in the morning. Standing on the wilderness and gazing into the distance: the distant mountain is like a black, winding and stretching, like a dragon walking on the Phoenix, as if soaring in the fog. The mountain unfolds layer by layer. I don’t know where it comes from and where it extends. The mountains surround you, surround you, care for you, and care for the villages and fields you live in. In the fog, the mountains had a different charm, and the white fog leaped. I didn’t know whether the fog was caused by the mountain or the fog attached to the mountain. That mountain and fog are a whole and a complex. This is a rare wonder in the plains, but it is often seen in the mountains. Sometimes I occasionally meet acquaintances, who are my neighbors or an elder in the village. Some of them get up very early and go to the garden to weed and fertilize while the weather is cold, picking some home dishes with dew, going to the field to see the water in the rice seedling field and the moisture content, this is what farmers must do. In fact, farm work is as simple as my work, I was not very busy, but I couldn’t abandon it. I couldn’t worry about it. I was careful and diligent, and did everything myself, so that I could get a harvest. I met them, greeted and greeted them. That’s all. There was not much language, but those greetings were essential. Occasionally, I asked about the growth of crops and the matter of the vegetable garden. They nodded with smiles and went to each other to do their own things. I do? It’s just a walk. For farmers, walking is just a boring pastime, which really doesn’t make much sense. When they go out, they always have to hold things in their hands and carry things on their shoulders, even if they don’t take anything, he was always in a hurry and hurried to his destination to get what he wanted to carry home. The purposiveness of life makes them seem to be always running and working, but most of the time is not busy, but a habit formed for a long time. Labor endows farmers with healthy bodies. But I didn’t. I wanted to make up for it. I wanted to try my best to recover my health. Long-term mental work and long-term contact with people make me physically and mentally exhausted, which makes me suffer from too many illnesses: Migraine, arthritis, gastrointestinal gastritis, cervical vertebra disease, hyperlipidemia, hypertension, eye diseases, pharyngitis. In the relationship with work and people, the mood is hard to be released, and the long-term depression and depression have already been Haggard. Occasionally going to the wild for a walk is exercise, Liberation, release and empathy, which seems to make sense. Walking is a part of my life. Just as farmers use physical labor to release themselves, I must work hard for health and extension of life. I can’t say who is right and who is wrong, who respects who is cheap, who worries who is happy. They are all living habits and have life purposes, so we should not make comments arbitrarily. But am I used to it? Have I settled down? I no. It is hard for me to calm down and settle down in this kind of ordinary work without much color. For decades, I have passed like this, and there is no change. Although I have been trying hard to change the status quo, all my hopes and efforts have vanished for many reasons, after all, reality is reality. My ancestors were farmers, my parents were farmers, and my brothers and nephews were farmers. They lived in mountain villages for generations, living on land and taking crops as their business. I also used to plant fields. Although I don’t plant any more now, I have countless ties with land and crops, and this kind of connection is not what I want to give up. For agriculture and land, I am familiar with it. Although I am not proficient in it, I know a little. When I was young, I also learned to plow fields, plant seedlings, pull grass, and learn to plant crops and grains. I know that it is hard to work and hard to get. Until I took part in the work, because my wife and children’s registered permanent residence were still in the village, and there was more than mu of farmland in my home. While I was working, I planted those fields because of the lack of necessary farm tools, this brought great inconvenience to farming, and that mu of land became the sorrow in my heart. I am not a lazy person. Indeed, I am not familiar with the knowledge of farming. I am not pleased with the loss. Naturally, it is not as good as pure farmers, and the harvest is not ideal. So I don’t farm now, I no longer serve the land, and I want to concentrate on teaching good books and writing my own articles. However, teaching is not easy to do. It takes more effort and brains than farming, and lacks a sense of accomplishment. I know that I am not a competent teacher, but I am full of awe for the profession of teaching. Writing? It is also very difficult, especially in the current era of materialistic desire, many literary friends and poets in the past changed their ways, and some even developed. What about myself! Still insisting stubbornly. The days always passed like running water. Decades were like a day. It was so short that even I didn’t believe it. The years were ruthless and white hair had added Temples. I was old, and I was really old. Besides sighing, what else do I have? Third, I was very afraid of going back to my hometown, facing my elder brother, my former neighbors and those uncles who would greet me when I met. The simple elder brother is still cultivating those few mu of thin fields now, so he helps people to do short-term jobs and earn some pocket money during his spare time. The money is hard-earned money, which is not easy to come, and he also spends carefully, they regard money as too precious and a little stingy; Their life is really simple, which makes people hard to believe how they live. I am deeply in love with my brothers, but I am afraid of getting along with them. There are too many anecdotes about parents and villages in their language, some of which are very fresh, and some of which are already old-fashioned. Which old man is new, which married a new wife, and which sister-in-law is in conflict again. There are too many rural stories, some of which are even shocking. I can’t comment on the right and wrong of the countryside. Anyway, in these stories, there are both good and evil, beautiful and ugly, perfect and incomplete, and satisfied regrets. Rural stories happen every day, making people confused. Whether you can listen or not, the brothers always pour out these stories all at once. When I met those elders, I asked for a good question and handed over a cigarette. They always come up to ask these questions. In fact, I don’t understand many of their questions, and I can’t solve them either. I admire their simplicity and diligence, and also worry about their stubbornness, bias and narrow-minded. But facing them, what can I say, besides constant blessing and flattery, what can I give them? Facing villagers without facial expression is the pain in my heart for a long time. I am a poor teacher. It was this country that raised me, but I couldn’t give her a reward or a gift. I don’t have the feeling of returning home in good clothes. This kind of loss makes me feel ashamed all the time. Four more days, I like to sink into the natural environment and watch the scenery alone. When people look at the scenery, they least like to be influenced by others’ thoughts. People’s mood, aesthetic vision, cultural cultivation and viewing angles are different, and the level and depth of the scenery they feel are also different. Many people like arty and elegance, and they like to join in the fun. They look at the scenery just like a lively scene, but I am different. They like to come and go alone and aimlessly, which may have unique discoveries. I told a friend about a wonderful scene I once saw. He invited many companions to see it. After he came back, he was disappointed and said: Is that all? I asked him: what do you think? He said: When you walk down that cliff, you will have no way and come back. I’m very sorry: This scene is full of complex ileum, layer by layer. If you don’t go deep into it, you just stand by the cliff and have a glimpse of it. How can you know the whole picture? I spent a whole day watching this scene, you finished reading it in less than an hour. How can you know whether the scene is good or bad even if you have good eyesight? In officialdom and workplace, people often have desires. The deeper the desire is, the narrower their mood will be. People with few desires can enjoy the natural landscape calmly and discover the unique beauty in the landscape. The problem is: many people in life are either tired of officialdom or suffering for the workplace, while more people are busy for life and survival, how can they enjoy the scenery with leisure and interest? Occasionally traveling around the mountains and waters and enjoying the scenery are just going through the motions to dispel the depressed mood in officialdom and workplace. 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’s go and talk

I am not used to telling my happiness, nor writing my sadness on my face. Although my body and mind are tired, I hide all the peace and endless loneliness in my heart, face everyone with a seemingly peaceful heart; I don’t know whether it is lucky or unfortunate. However, in this February, at this moment, I want to use some words to record those original people in my life. Dear Father, mother, dear father, mother. This kind of appellation only appears in the words. I am a girl in the mountain, without the freedom and ease of the children in the city, I will not use some intimate appellation to express my feelings for them, but I love them, really love. Their blood flowed in my body, with their traces in my appearance and their shadows in my character. My whole body was given by them, including body and soul. I always believe that the person who loves me most in the world must be his parents. I believe and feel the love from them devoutly. For 25 years, the small Indus tree in front of the door has grown tall and stout, and I don’t know how many toon trees behind the house have been picked by me, even the pear tree I planted myself has grown fruits one after another. The steps of the years are also disappearing at the same time. For example, when I grew up, they were old, with scabbed marks falling on their faces, arms, corners of eyes and hairs. Always at a certain moment, in a relatively silent day, I looked up and saw the traces left by time on them, which were the marks of the growth of the three children and the witness of their work. Time is so tender, always more and more arbitrary in the face of youth, time is also so mean, I always shed too much sadness on the way. On a relatively leisurely afternoon, sitting in front of my mother, watching her comb her hair quietly. At the moment the comb streaked through the hair, a string of Sunshine penetrated into her eyes. Her hair became thinner and thinner, and it would fall down every time she combed her hair. She always cleaned the hair stuck in the comb one by one after combing her hair, and then there was a layer of hair falling on the ground. That day, I looked through the few photos at home, two of which were my mother’s, one of which was her hot wavy curly hair, wearing a red plaid coat, black trousers and black cloth shoes, which was the simplest dress, she can’t hide her beauty. One is a photo of her wearing a white floral top with two thick braid, which makes her braid look black and bulky because of her small figure. Looking at the past, looking at the present, what she has lost is not only black hair, but also her youth. In the years, the eyes of the season smudged the prosperity of strangers, and also eroded her appearance. What kind of emotion is it, which always reminds me of that face at the most helpless moment, with a hint of sadness flowing into my heart and opening up a memory. About Dad, I want to say too much, but I don’t know where to start. It is a feeling that I want to say but can’t say it. He is serious. I have been afraid of him since I was young, he dared not to say something or ask any questions. Even after being scolded and beaten by him, he was full of anger and dared not to gnaw. For so many years, the stubbornness in my character has something to do with him. When the memory was salty in my eyes, tears fell on the pillow. I understood his difficulty. In such an environment, sometimes he was helpless. He spent only a few days at home in lunar January. He was busy visiting relatives and elders every day, and seldom had dinner together. If it was in the past, I thought it would be a happy thing for him not to be at home. At least he could do whatever he wanted without so many worries. But now, without his dining table, it seems that something is missing. I think this should be the most essential concern among relatives, It is a silent miss. Even though he scolded me now, he was dissatisfied with me and angry with me. I also dared to hang up his phone in a bad mood occasionally, and then I would not go back, but that emotion has always been and become stronger. I want to summarize my feelings for my parents in one sentence, but I haven’t thought of it until now. At this time, spring has arrived. In the village of the mountain city, there are my relatives and brothers who are engraved the deepest and most concerned about forever, my sister drank the same mountain spring water, ate the same meal, had the same face, and had the same blood flowing in her body. We are a family, and we will always be. No matter where they are in the future, where I am, and how many days of getting together in a year, I am their sister, who has a bad temper, loves shouting and misses their sister all the time. Let’s talk about my sister first. She had been ill for several years, which delayed her time in college. This was the most painful thing for her family. The illness tormented her all the time, as well as her parents. I could feel her pain, her fear and sadness, but I couldn’t share them for her. This February, her illness went from time to time. The good thing was that her body was no longer inclined due to the side effects of the medicine. What was bad was that her mood was always unstable, which made people worried. Maybe this is just a temporary phenomenon, and it will be fine in a few days, because she has already recovered before, isn’t it? In the sunshine of February, she was full of happiness, people who liked her, father, mother, brother and me who loved her. I thought she would get better, then welcome the best life in the blooming days. My younger brother is always very sensible and seldom worries people. Although he was the youngest in his family, he did the most work compared with my sister and me. No matter he went to school in his hometown or Xi’an, he was always helping his family during holidays, he also asked for leave to help when he was busy with farming. It was the immature child on the shoulder who took a lot of burdens unconsciously. I should be happy or sad for him. It was a little unclear, and more seemed to be some distressed. He left home in lunar January 11 this year. He graduated last year, worked for more than half a year, and resigned at the end of the year. I really wanted him to leave after the Lantern Festival at home, but he insisted on going out early, saying that he wanted to find a job as soon as possible. I understood his mood. He has been running job fairs these days, sending resumes and interviewing. Yesterday, he called and said: it has not been confirmed yet, and it is still going on. As far away from, In addition, my personal ability is limited, so I can’t help anything. I can only tell him some basic skills, and let him not worry for a while. Take your time and everything will be fine. I understand that this is a challenge and growth with him. To grow up quickly in front of reality, we must learn to face, persist and find our own stage in a suitable place, and then efforts struggle. Don’t want to say anything more, just hope that he can find a suitable job in February, and then work hard to enrich himself. We have experienced a lot from knowing each other to knowing each other and loving each other. There are peach blossoms in spring, hot sun in summer, bleak autumn and cold winter,, after all, we did not leave; Maybe this was the fate of the previous life, or maybe it was the fate of this life. At the beginning of the new year, there was a lot of work waiting for him to do. He would be very busy, tired and hard. I just wanted him to know that no matter how late he was, when he walked to the bottom of the dormitory, there will be a window with a light on, and someone will open the door for him. Life, Good short. We need to love ourselves, the people around us, and the real world. Life, long. When we come together, there are two lonely people and one more ordinary people in the world. We need to face all kinds of problems, plain is the most basic and easy thing to consume feelings. Selfishness has always been there. It is a toxin in life. Only a little bit can hurt people; Betrayal has never gone far, that was the most powerful killer in marriage. If you don’t pay attention to it, you will be black and blue. My whole life is so short. I am afraid that I will not have time to finish the delicious meal and let him eat enough. It is a long life. I hope that we can walk through prosperity, live through plain life, eliminate selfishness, stay away from betrayal, trust, tolerance, responsibility with side. In the afternoon, there was a faint cloud on the horizon, which was like my thoughts and feelings. Such a scene makes me have to face myself and those I love most with a warm feeling. When the seasonal breeze blows over the ground to cool, I think of a flower blooming in the water, which is beautiful and graceful. 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…

Humanity is the eternal theme

When people live in their forties, they are less impulsive and more calm when talking and doing things. They begin to learn to express their feelings and thoughts about life in words. In my opinion, good words, don’t move what you have read directly into the works, should be said in your words after your thinking and screening, readers will never be disappointed because you don’t quote celebrities or famous sayings in large sections. On the contrary, your language is simple and easy to accept. I think humanity is the truth that ordinary people can understand; Even if you use wonderful story plots to express life, what you express is still characters, no matter which era the characters come from, the most fundamental thing of human nature will not change. Kindness, justice, sincerity, simplicity, frankness, loyalty and the pursuit of beauty are always praised by us; Those dark, hypocritical, vulgar, ugly, treacherous, bloodthirsty, lawless, these are what we abandon and despise. All kinds of beauty and ugliness shown in human nature will appear repeatedly no matter in that era. Our efforts are just to show the bright side of human nature and let the brilliance of human nature shine forever! In view of this, we feel the heavy and arduous burden on our shoulders, and the pressure in our hearts is deepening and intensifying. Every work of mine tries its best to achieve this goal. No one likes living in the shadow of war, let alone living a precarious life. Everyone is eager for peace, peace and harmony. I firmly believe that, this is what every ordinary person and even the Saint wants to see and possess. Throughout the world, the smoke of war is still spreading; This is the necessity driven by hegemonic thoughts and interests like America; Chinese are reforming and opening up to enliven the economy, and they urgently need a stable environment inside and outside, fortunately, the increasingly powerful national strength can ensure the smooth progress of our reform and opening up; But with the progress of reform and opening up, all kinds of ideological trends are muddy, and what is particularly worrying is that mammonism has become the only religion of Chinese people, chinese people seem to believe nothing. Only money is omnipotent and becomes the only pursuit. Therefore, the side effects of the huge lethality of money on Chinese people are worrying; The law is challenged, the weakness of human greed put forward a severe test to the law. As for the case of Yao Jiaxin’s murder, the obvious fact was there. What court investigation should be conducted, isn’t this the sorrow of laws and law executors? The killer deserves his life! I felt that my power was too small. I complained a few words about the reality and said a few fair words. I felt that I was overconfident, so I buried myself in writing with historical themes, deeply permeate the thinking and perception of reality into the works, let people learn lessons from history, and try their best to make the brilliance of human nature shine in the works. I know my power is too small, but as a writer who focuses on life and human beings, I still focus on the future of human beings deep down in my heart. 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…

Notes of summer work (VI)

I was cheated, including my Netizen. My job was contrary to my wishes. If life deceived you, don’t worry or worry. Calm down in gloomy days. Believe it, that happy day will come. Pushkin comforts those wounded who lost their souls with warm poetic fragrance. Sometimes, it is a latent power, as long as you are disappointed, you will be like a clear spring, comforting the broken drops of sadness. I also hope that my plain words are like Spring breeze and the power of justice. The warm face shattered the dark walls of troubled times. Scumbags refer to profits, just like those profiteers who are frequently spurned in my words. Those who enrich themselves by Exploitation and Plunder are rubbing their desires, built a wall from the grave. The smiling face hidden in the wind was full of flesh, like an executioner and a capitalist who ate his soul. The progressive science became their hypocritical skins. Under the guidance of temptation, they learned to disguise, to observe and observe, and to hurt naked without any trace, once the power of progress becomes a prop that can be controlled and utilized by others, the result will be terrible and miserable. Work is not as easy as the recruitment inspiration said. Working overtime is a kind of order. Colleagues occasionally mention overtime pay, and they are also criticized by the supervisor for having a full meal. They don’t have dedication, don’t want to endure hardship, and their bad thoughts of eating and lazy are forced to add up. We are helpless, and our colleagues are also confused. Experience, we have serious deficiencies, eloquence, we will not learn ferocious sophistry. It’s hard to see the sky open, just like a group of people lost their way, happy and painful in the bitter sea of right and wrong. It turned out that this was the fact that the boss was deeply hurt when he got involved. I began to believe that people in this world were divided into different levels. What we suffered was the abundance on the boss’s table, and what we suffered was the long tail of the restaurant. Looking at the boss’s greasy ugliness, crying and laughing, he was sad at those children who were hurt by fate but had nowhere to redress their grievances, and laughed at those ugly faces with filthy hands but got carried away. Ridiculous, the boss used practical actions to teach us what is hardship and simplicity, when is hardship and enjoyment, and what is the so-called dedication spirit. Mr. Lu Xun once said that wasting others’ time without reason was nothing but killing for money. The clock working here seems to be spinning off the track of the world, and the pointer seems to hear only one person’s call. Time is also being regarded as a kind of unimportant thing, which cannot be tightly held in one’s own hands. Time is money for him, and just like dirt for us. It is ridiculous that the boss takes the company as the grandiose reason for us to work overtime unconditionally. If you want to be rich, you won’t come here to do summer jobs. The key to the black night club is whether you have learned how to adapt to the night in the dark. The health crisis of the staff is not in return for warm sympathy, but the executioner’s deep sigh and layers of regret. For the official business listing of the company, we ran back and forth in the rain reluctantly wearing ridiculous clothes. The clothes that were not wet were regarded as slack and opportunistic at work, and we were even not qualified to enter the restaurant. Life is like duckweed, which is attracted by the strong wind and controlled by the running water. The oppressed helpless soul calls for the mercy of the storm. Exploitation will exist at any time, sometimes naked, sometimes hidden deeply. In my opinion, this is just a flaw brought about by the road of progress, and it is just an ugly drama played by some unscrupulous scumbags seizing the loopholes of the times. A person who believes in light will burn optimistic flames in his heart even if he is often hit by wind and rain. Ideal is very full, but reality is very skinny. People’s heart has become the obstacle of beautiful blueprint. Humanity is still uncertain in the interlaced world. The boss drove away in his private car, and the fluttering tail smoke gave out a burst of stench. The disgusting face that stayed in my memory was like the wind of historical ridicule, which was deeply sealed by myself. 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…

Love dyed three-month plain finger fragrance

Years of misty rain, fresh and sweet dreams, snap fingers for a moment, once again happy and affectionate in March, half a lifetime of fleeting years, a curtain of heart words, I don’t know when it will start, quietly sealed up, through the barrier of memory one by one, stranded on the annual rings of time, it is graceful and complicated. March is emotional, the time at the fingertips, walking in this season when flowers bloom and Butterfly Dance, a touch of tenderness is like water, inadvertently, hazy, long hair or skirt fluttering in the wind fly, whether, let me have a blooming heart, who else except me? Yes, never leave, wait quietly for the misty rain all over the sky, listen to its shallow singing and deep singing. March is a beautiful place where I live with water. There are warm sunshine, sweet flowers, ignorant running water, green grass, everything, hope and opportunity are tassels, stretching out from the blend of snowflakes, singing from the birds on the branches, playing from the drizzle strings, flowing out from the depth of the lover’s eyes —- the peach blossom in March is full of emotion, elegant and charming, smiling in the wind. It is famous for its purity, quietness, elegance and magnificence, which is as charming as brocade and as beautiful as rosy clouds, flowers are charming but not demon, elegant and noble. Since ancient times, fans come and go, people come and go. Tang Minghuang and Yang chaise great love for in Peach Blossom, every peach blossom, Tang Emperor will Mining peach blossom to beauty wear said: this flower most able to help jot, peach blossom saninhon. Going to the peach garden to enjoy the flowers will make people feel refreshed and delighted. It is really beautiful and picturesque, just like a fairyland. In ancient times, it is a paradise of idyllic beauty. There are poetic clouds and peach blossoms. Looking at that family, there are several flowers, I am only afraid that the East wind can do evil, red as rain falling down the window screen and the drizzle in March, gentle and soft, fluttering, sometimes graceful and flowing, sometimes light as smoke, neither tight nor slow, stretching, pulling the sky, connected to the ground, endless. It seems that there are many unclear worries, tangled and lingering. Sometimes the smile was so charming that it was like a fifteen-year-old girl, six-year-old girl, with her big eyes flashing shyly and her charming appearance, which made people love and pity and couldn’t stop. Sometimes, she murmured gently like a young woman with a variety of styles. She swept the village, fields, streams, climbing mountains and wading, making the mountain greenish, greenish and more charming, just like a beautiful ink painting, shining and colorful. The rain is flying all over the sky, disturbing and lingering. Who is the lingering yearning after being wet? Whose bitter and bitter dream is wet? Don’t be happy with things, don’t be sad with yourself, miss like rain, love like wind, smoke like fog, confuse memories, wander in the clouds, rely on the corridor of seasons, capture flowers into eyes, how amazing is it when you lock your eyebrows lightly and lift a wisp of flowers? March, birds and flowers; March, grass green song; March, Yan smile like flowers; Ink pen through time, touch my mottled emotions, unconsciously less fidgety, more layers of cool; I couldn’t help losing a little frivolous, and adding a few layers of silence. I was reluctant and timid. In your leisurely and affectionate dust, my dream was like breaking cocoons and turning butterflies, and my flashing hope gently enchanted the totem, layers of thoughts, Crystal like water, or stop lingering, colorful! March, like a song or a poem, is like a wonderful string. The voice of desire comes from the wind. I like it. I am alone, silent, watching the stream gradually warms up, letting it flow naturally, the faint spray, the gently rippling scenery is like an understatement landscape painting, winding and beautiful. The weeping willows on the shore are just like beautiful women with long hair. Ana is colorful and full of the charm of dreams. She is charming in the air. The emerald green is curling around the river with light carved flowers. If the weather is beautiful, when the setting sun slanting, the sunset glow is bright, sparkling, the smoke Willow shakes the shadow, and the wind touches the spring fragrance. At this moment, people are deeply haunted and intoxicated for a long time. The red dust in Zimo is like a flowing year. Time is just a platform. People come and go day by day, deep and shallow dust events meet, experience, pass through, swaying ink incense, the lingering memories, far or near, Bloom at the corner of time. A season of Love, a flower, a world of love, a curtain of amorous feelings make the sea change, pick a wisp of fragrance of flowers in March, treasure a beautiful feeling, walk on poetry, on the other side of the dream, listen to the rain and exquisite, sing and dance lightly, laugh at the smoke and rain, and look at the world of mortals lightly? 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…