Go with You wandering

Wandering does not have to go far away. Wandering is just a kind of mood. The travel distance is not the standard to measure wandering. It is said to be wandering far away. Actually, it doesn’t care about the distance of the journey. What it needs is only a psychological state of self-deviation from the distance of the heart. In the afternoon of early spring, I made an appointment with my friend by phone or text message and said: I want to go wandering with you. So we agreed on the joint location and set off for the appointment immediately. On the way to the date place, I hummed San Mao’s olive tree with brisk steps and bright mood: Don’t ask me where I come from, my hometown is far away. Why wandering, wandering in the distance, wandering for the flying birds in the sky, for the light streams in the mountains, for the broad grasslands, wandering in the distance, wandering is to give up the purpose and let the mood push, let time and space indulge, pure and natural, free and free. If there is a purpose, it is tourism; If there is no purpose, it is wandering. Wandering, what I am talking about here is a kind of mood state that ignores and forgets the reality, and is free from control, free from Will, floating with the waves, and anything. We don’t arrange the trip, but just wander aimlessly, which may be what people often say, but I like to use the word wandering to express it. It seems to be more suitable for the mood at that time. A person wandering in the street is a little lonely and lonely. With friends, the soul is not lonely. In this chilly spring afternoon, I wrapped my collar tightly and wore a hat to resist the cold wind and dust. I went to the Lakeside to overlook and trace along the riverside, if you are thirsty and cold, you may go to KFC to have a cup of coffee or milk tea. There are no rules and directions, as long as you feel that you have no troubles and no fetters. The path may not know where to go, or may return to the original path, like looking for something lost on the way. In fact, as a wandering person, the heart does not ask where the road is, but only in the boundless aimless wandering. It is a surprise in the already abundant mood to encounter mountains, water, bamboo forest and ancient Locust all the way. The conversation was also aimless, wandering casually in any topic, saying one sentence in the sky, one sentence on the ground, or even without the sky or the ground at all, unrestrained and unconstrained. Just forget in a wandering state of mind, forget the reality in it everyday, even the familiar scenery and blocks, also get out of it, forget all at once, it seems to meet the scenery and characters here in another time and space. Don’t have to think about it, don’t feel familiar or unfamiliar, let your heart wander in this wasteland of time, let yourself be free in any space, at this time, I am me, no one can control, only the people in front of me, only their own heart. We took back our hearts and went home separately. This wandering ended here. How good it is to start at any time and end wandering at any time, to be free and carefree! For me, that kind of wandering who risked his life to go to the desert, to the barren mountains and to the ocean for exploration is not worth mentioning. Have you ever tried such wandering? Maybe you will also like it, like a gust of wind, wandering around, letting your body and mind wander in the shallow warmth of early spring! Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Remarriage why hard?

Remarriage? Remarriage is actually not difficult, and it is not easy to find someone in the world? Some men and women get married after a few days of divorce. The difficulty is happiness. Without this content, even if you have been married for many times, it can only be a formal follow-up without any substance. In this sense, remarriage is very difficult. Many people thought that everything would be fine if they got divorced. They managed to get out of the dark barriers and thought that they could seek light again. Many people gritted their teeth and swore to find a better one than the original one. They were determined to devote their limited lives to the infinite search and step into being single. The choice was indeed vast, but the wilderness was continuous with thorns all the way, A few people can walk out of a broad road. Marriage is just like losing your head. The marriage of ancient marriage is really a faint word. Zheng Xuan of Han Dynasty said that marriage refers to the gift of marriage. In ancient weddings in our country, the male usually went to the female home to welcome the wedding at dusk, while the female went out with the male. This custom that the male greeted the female at dusk and the female came from the male, it is the origin of the word “faint cause. When a man marries a woman, he often can’t see it clearly. At dusk, the brain is easy to get excited and the heart beats faster, so he ignores all the problems that should have been cautious, I agreed to propose marriage for a long time in a muddle, so I said marriage === the product of dizziness. Once we got married, we started to talk a lot, jumping over the passion and freshness, and slid into a ditch without any changes. Why didn’t we feel dull. Love is disarmed quickly in this way. It’s okay to have a child, and you can also have family ties reluctantly. Sometimes it is enough to last till the end of the year, even if you have a beautiful life, it is not a bad thing that life disappears before it falls apart. A half-way Monk begins to struggle. How tired it is to besieged the city, but the pursuit can not be changed, maybe depressed or slim, but vaguely still exists. A wisp of gossips is always hidden in the bottom of my heart. Although memory sometimes jumps out to hug you, which makes you difficult to breathe, you still have to live on. Marriage is the most muddled account, and it is difficult to straighten it out for a lifetime. Kill and run, kill and run out, enjoy it. A person has been living for a long time and is free to lose weight, just like a floating cloud with no center of gravity. He is not used to it, so he has to find a foothold and remarry. Do people have to get married? Marriage is a flower. The first time I picked it wrongly, the second time I had to be careful. It was useless to be careful. It withered and withered there. Remarriage is OK, and it is not difficult. What is difficult is always happiness. Happiness is 5 million. The chance of winning is too small, but it still attracts many men and women to devote their energy. Most divorced people are in these three situations. One is to be completely open, and those who come will never refuse, and the flying warbler will fly. One is to clash and close the door, just like sealing the nuclear radiation base with super strong cement, from then on, one person lives in his own grave. The last ideal point is the state of uncovering, which seems to be an underground joint station. If the coming people say the code correctly, they can open the door. Tianwang Gai di Hu —– pagoda town river demon. The moon is black and killing night —– the wind is high and the sky is hot. You’re exactly right! The door crept open, and another siege began. The ups and downs began to be interpreted again. I hope that the peaceful extradition will come to the year of the white head. Life is less than a hundred, what if you spend it again? Accustomed to loneliness, sometimes a little excitement is also a good thing. A person is indifferent to such sacred love. What is the meaning of such a life? But remember this sentence, love can never be equal to family affection. Couples can be strangers, draw swords to each other, and head broken and bleeding. But parents and children, brothers and sisters will not. Blood relationship is still higher than love. Since love is always family affection in the end, what’s wrong with you being wrapped in family affection now. There was no need to get married for the sake of marriage. It seemed that there was no limit to the wind and moon. Some divorced comrades were constantly searching, regardless of the sadness and sorrow, so they kept looking for it. Remarriage is more practical than the first marriage. Living together is certainly more fragmentary. You will secretly compare your current spouse with the original one. This one is more generous, and the salary is given to you, and you will go home after work. This is where you earn. But he was lazy and didn’t help the oil bottle. When he came home, he would lie on the sofa, watch TV, read newspapers and listen to music. You would be busy in the kitchen to the end. After eating it, you just walk away. There are a lot of dishes and dishes. It’s all your business to wash the dishes. Earned or lost — used to wash the dishes sometimes. You have a house of N square meters, but he doesn’t have it. He takes refuge and loses money. Now this woman is plump and sexy, much more pleasing than the one before, but she just doesn’t know how to save, and also likes sarcasm. This is not as good as the previous one. Give a man some self-esteem. You hate chattering the most. You think this is better, but it is more shocking. Do you want to say nothing? Do you want to say nothing? The Yellow River bank breaches thousands of miles. You can’t stand it and regret it. If you have a child, but the other party doesn’t, you will be someone else’s parents as soon as you arrive. If you are not at ease, you will be laughed secretly. You have a decent job, a high income and a house, but she doesn’t have a stable job. Besides, your parents are still a problem. Isn’t this the whole refugee asylum? A big loss-you are not a philanthropist, nor is she a alms refugee. You call yourself a person who is elegant in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She has a strong interest in Mahjong. You feel sorry, but she is young and beautiful when she first got married. You are reluctant to give up such a second marriage. You love to see the cassia trees in the Moon, raise a toast to invite the bright moon, and make a picture of three people. He said there was nothing. The moon was just a bumpy stupid ball, which was supported by literati. 555, where is romance! It is because of this gap that you divorced and plan to stick to it. It is worthy of encouragement. Your former spouse divorced by cheating. Remarriage must ensure that no mistakes are made. It is best to write black and white for verification. Facing this serious problem, I immediately shivered. Every marriage is dangerous, who can guarantee it? There are many unknown factors, and the risk of signing this certificate is too great. You asked him to hand in one thousand or two thousand yuan every month. He looked at you and felt dejected. He said in his heart — you are not a fairy, and I have worked hard to lay down the country, if you want to put so much money in your hands, the price of love is too high, so the second negotiation of KMT-CPC cooperation broke down. You all took your children to prepare to form a family, but it was not easy to balance a bowl of water from the open to the dark. It was like walking a steel wire in Gaoxia, which required superb balance and ingenuity. How many second-married men and women fall above their children, and there are many examples of the separation of the second-married families for more than ten years. It is really difficult to be a half-way couple. You don’t allow your existing spouse to get overbearing comments by looking at their children and their former spouse. Alas, break up. Some men and women were not easy to get married for the first time. They managed poorly, and the joint stock company collapsed. The mess was broken. Who would clean up the mess? For women, marriage is a revolution. The first revolution failed and placed hope on the second revolution. There were successes and failures again, even more unbearable than the first revolution. At this time, most of the women were immersed in youth, frustrated, and had minor children around. Who can expect to help you bear this burden? The worst thing was to meet a flowery and violent man. If you stand up with such a thing, jump into the river as early as possible. Now the temper is good, but it is impotence. Well, marriage is the biggest gamble in a woman’s life. And men? Don’t you want to bet on marriage? Shoe could just as easily. Everyone has his best spouse, first lover, other people’s wife and husband. Just like the stars far away from the horizon, you can’t catch them, but you are always attracted by their bright lights. The threshold of remarriage must not be high. I reduced my momentum first. Men and women who had a marriage history were not so dazed when talking. There must be a gap between them and those who got married for the first time. Many people took the form of cohabitation, if we had children and didn’t plan to have a baby again, there was really no need to get a ticket to enter the city, enter and exit the civil affairs bureau. How troublesome it would be to leave today and tomorrow. No matter what form of remarriage is, it is the repair after the first marriage break, which is a profound behavior art. Some people come back to spring with wonderful hands, which can be perfect and make the seams very artistic like embroidered lace. But it is not easy. For remarried handsome and beautiful ladies, they must stick to the end! Eating alone, traveling, walking and stopping everywhere. Without a beacon, imagine there will be a lamp ahead, which is worth searching. Find your half and rival, and continue the endless game of marriage. Remarriage not difficult? There is still luck in it. Those who are full of confidence, waiting for wait-and-see, and those who are completely discouraged and desperate, first close their hearts. The voice is not big, but it is enough to shock myself. In life, why bother to play a role as a companion? One person is afraid of loneliness, and two people are afraid of failing to live up. Are they really not lonely? When the morning sun quietly entered the castle which made the men and women in the world confused their minds, the frosted night passed again. Maybe it was really warm. Marriage is trivial and responsibility. Don’t think it’s just enjoyment without giving. Seeing this clearly, it is the same for first marriage and remarriage. The person who is ready to get married will come again after thinking about it. There was a cold voice from the horizon. Maybe it was God who was speaking. 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…

Balcony

The sun is going to set. It seems that after a whole day’s consumption, the light is not dazzling, dragging a slightly tired body and slowly sinking. I am leaning against the balcony, enjoying the residual temperature left by the sunshine, looking at the old “besieged city”, there were several Fawu standing silently beside the road in dilapidated disguise, with sad low-back music beside the ears. The sun still rested on the top of the mountain, but now the sharp spirit which was completely polished became round, shy and at a loss; The sky was very pure and quiet, and the clean contiguous clouds could not be found. Finally, it felt really bored. It didn’t endure the loneliness any more. The Blush on its face disappeared quietly, leaving only a piece of Western Sky blushed by it. The night took this opportunity and came secretly. Balcony, or that balcony. I often wonder: why is it called balcony? Now that crescent moon has appeared, it should be called platform. If it was the night of the full moon and the moonlight on the balcony, I would feel uncomfortable and poetic. Probably the function is that most people who have balconies are used for drying clothes. It would be more awkward if you could show your clothes on the platform. I had to enlighten myself like this, so I felt much better. In fact, the balcony is not easy either. It carries cool clothes and sundries throughout the year, plants flowers and plants, and the sun is just fine. It has to go through the torture of wind and rain, and I will be misunderstood by unreasonable people like me. At the beginning, calling the balcony may also have a yearning for beauty, making this platform full of sunshine and warmth, less obscure and hostile, and the place with light should be transparent even if there is shadow, you can always see the truth. Therefore, no matter in the daytime or at night, I am still very attached to this balcony. I often look at the bustling smoke and clouds through the balcony, the Four Seasons scenery outside the window, and the hurried passers-, and the joy and pain behind them. 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…

I feel after reading Yu Dan

After reading the complete works of Yu Dan’s experience, I was impressed by the wisdom of philosophers and moved by Professor Yu Dan’s unique insights. The broad and profound thoughts of philosophers are the source of our traditional culture. For thousands of years, they have been influencing the personality ideal of Chinese people with their profundity, advancement and great wisdom. However, in the feudal era when education was not popular, works of philosophers could only be circulated in the upper class. In order to maintain their rule, feudal rulers often took out of context and misinterpreted classics. In the Song and Yuan dynasties, especially Confucianism, going to decay under the guidance of Neo-Confucianism has become a tool to imprison people’s thoughts. The Analects of Confucius is the spiritual wealth of five thousand years of Chinese heritage, and the most sacred spiritual temple condensed in the hearts of Chinese people. After reading Yu Dan’s Analects of Confucius, what I have learned is a kind of wisdom, a correct treatment of my own gains and losses, and a kind of mentality, A kind of rational morality integrated into modern society. It also made me taste a rich spiritual meal and appreciate the true meaning of life. The success of Professor Yu Dan firstly was the popularization of classics, which made Professor Yu Dan become an understandable xialimba from the flourishing snow on the shelf. The second is that she can dig out the essence of her thoughts from the front, combine with life examples, attract readers with calm speech, moisten readers’ hearts and become a spiritual feast. Some people regard the experience as translation, attacking the inaccuracy of the professor’s translation. In fact, the work has already surpassed translation. On the basis of dredging sentences, it is Yu Dan’s own modern understanding of the Analects of Confucius. Poetry is not clear. One thousand readers have one thousand Hamlet, let alone the immortal classics? Only when people have different opinions can their eternal values be reflected. The third reason for its success is the method of integrating truth into stories. In order to make the boring classics vivid, she always inspires people through small stories that fit the reality of life. In order to enhance practicability, the author has put emphasis on consciously extending the perspective to aspects such as democracy, management, conduct oneself in the world and the way of success, which can be said to be well-intentioned, this is also the reason why she can stand out among hundreds of speakers. As a scholar, Yu Dan is famous for reading classics, while as a teacher, she is welcomed by students with an optimistic attitude towards life. Be a happy person, a happy teacher, and a group of happy children! The experience of Professor Yu Dan’s Analects of Confucius brings me more feelings. First, let happiness become a mentality. In today’s fierce competition era, it is particularly important to maintain a good attitude! As a teacher, only when you have a healthy mind can you cultivate students with a healthy mind. It is impossible for a person’s life to be smooth, and there are inevitably defects and disappointments. Maybe we can’t change this fact, but what we can change is the attitude towards these things. Different attitudes may bring about completely different quality of life. For example, in the past few years, it might be a matter of age, and there were also complicated affairs at ordinary times. Sometimes I didn’t have a good temper to my family! But I often tell myself: Calm down! Calm! Peace! Peace! Learn to calm down, be patient with students, be lovely, and don’t let bad mood always surround you, otherwise it will affect the mood and efficiency of work, and even achieve nothing. As the classic old saying goes: Remember what should be remembered, forget what should be forgotten, change what can be changed, accept what cannot be changed. In daily teaching, we should learn to actively control our emotions and make happiness the main theme of our life. Secondly, treat our students with true love! Treat life! Yu Dan said well, too harsh blame, not as long as the power of tolerance. After learning tolerance, teachers can walk into the inner world of students and parents, and students and parents will be grateful for their efforts; After learning tolerance, we will have a kind of magnanimous feeling in our hearts, instead of complaining. As teachers, we have more contact with students and often encounter various kinds of students during the teaching process, there are inevitably some problems in the process of students’ growth. When dealing with problems, we should look at problems from a positive perspective, less accusations and complaints, and more encouragement and praise. Only in this way can you leave a good impression on the students’ mind, and your education and teaching work can be carried out normally. Only in this way can the relationship among teachers, students and parents be harmonious and harmonious. Respecting students is the true sense of loving students. As a teacher, in the education and teaching activities, starting from the differences of students, taking advantage of the situation, giving students the opportunity to speak, listening to their opinions and voices, giving them moderate tolerance and understanding, understand and understand their difficulties and difficulties, affirm their progress, do not say any words that hurt their self-esteem, etc., so that every student can see his own bright spots and his own value, raise their confident sail so that every student can reach the other side of success. With the in-depth development of quality education, the concept of student-oriented has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and paying attention to students’ dominant position, respecting students, treating students equally and caring students are important prerequisites for teachers and students to get along harmoniously. To learn tolerance and tolerance, we should solve it with wisdom and influence it with personality; Love comes from the heart, love comes from the heart, and love comes from words and deeds! Therefore, teachers must have a tolerant and broad love! Third, pay attention to practice and apply what you have learned. Reading alone but not using it is a dead reading, and reading without choice is a waste of time. As Yu Dan said, it is the Six Classics that note me, not the Six Classics that I note. We should cultivate students’ practical ability, the ability to solve practical problems, the quality of creative thinking, and develop good reading habits, so as not to read without writing. Circle comments, write experience, accumulate bit by bit, enlighten thinking, and lay a solid foundation for mental maturity. Years of exam-oriented education have guided students to study hard. In order to cope with exams, children are busy with exercises all day long, which stifle creativity, lose learning initiative, and become unwilling to read. Learning has become a stepping stone to official career economy, No one won the Nobel prize in my magnificent China. Our education needs to be reformed urgently, teachers’ ideas need to be changed urgently, our children need to be decompressed urgently, and we need to give children a sky that can inspire inspiration urgently. We call for more Yu Dan-like teachers to appear, so that we can cultivate more Qian Xuesen-like Masters and solve the problems raised by Mr. Qian on his deathbed. As a teacher who shoulders the responsibility of national rejuvenation, he should develop the reading habit, keep charging himself, pay attention to practice and apply what he has learned. Change the way of education, establish a new type of teacher-student relationship, strongly advocate self-respect and personality education, encourage students to innovate, cultivate humanistic quality, scientific spirit and research habits, make China stand proudly in the forest of nations in the world. To excellence teach is life joy. We are duty-bound to educate ordinary students into innovative talents as basic educators. Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. 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…

Dusk

These days after Qingming festival are rainy days. We are transplanting rice seedlings in the rain, ploughing fields in the rain, and doing everything farmers need to do in this season. Today, it was saved. Because the rain last night was too heavy, my father thought that the water in the field was too deep, and it would spread to the top after 24 days of throwing seedlings. So I have a rest today and watch TV at home. I went to bed at more than 1 pm, and it was already over 4 pm when I woke up. The rain outside the window stopped, but it was still gloomy. Lean against the door and see the world covered by green. My heart is overwhelmed by a kind of sad thoughts. Why is it like this? When everything in the world appears vibrant in this spring, when many people feel the beauty of life, I am surrounded by sad emotions, not to blame me for reading too many poems and essays of Xu Zhimo, after all, I didn’t get into the world of poets in this night. Wasn’t the book Collected works of Xu Zhimo left in that pile of dust? It is not my fault that I have read too much news on the technology channel on Tencent. I may not have read all kinds of articles about (the Earth and the future of human beings) there for a long time. I really don’t know how many kinds of conjectures about the future of human beings have emerged from current online experts and scholars. The pig farm on the opposite side was quite lively. It was said that people living at the foot of another mountain could hear the crying of pigs. Now is the time to feed, and the cry is more intense than usual. In this bustle, a sentence suddenly came out in my mind: the fate of people who use words is miserable. Then I suddenly realized that the sadness just now was caused by several articles about Chinese literati on the Internet. How many people do Chinese eat with words? Look at those literary websites to get a rough idea. Compared with the past, the competition is unprecedentedly fierce, which is said to be white-hot. In such a big environment, the fate of literati is worrying. Except for famous experts, what to worry about is those novices. How to get a more calm life under the fierce competition is something they are thinking about in their dreams. Literature websites have writers with annual salaries of over yuan, and magazines and newspapers have manuscripts with thousands of words over yuan, however, if you want to get these, you need to add a name in front of them: Famous masters and Masters. After all, famous masters are a very small part. More people are below the food and clothing line, and even a few hundred yuan a month are also quite a few people. It is for these that I feel sad. A one-way road (a one-way road that can only move forward but not retreat), as a person who has just started, it is inevitable to feel sad when hearing that the future is such a situation. All I can do is to try to make myself happy and dilute the sadness. 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…

In spring

I will continue to stay with this city in another way 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 World

If, in the next life, then, I just want to be a tree. In this way, I can stand forever and take a proud attitude… some people can’t say anything good, but no one can replace it. In the journey of life, such passers-by always appear from time to time. They always turn your world upside down beyond recognition and are willing to leave without any false feelings or any expression of mercy, in this way, leave, no longer come back, waiting time is forever. The only thing left by the Yiren to leave was to taste, treasure and think about what this beautiful encounter brought to themselves. I think, I still can’t learn to be open-minded, pretend that nothing has happened, lose the struggle in missing without any hesitation, and turn feelings into simple transactions, as you said, at best, equivalent exchange. No matter ten years ago or ten years later, I can’t learn and can’t be what you want. Then, does this mean that I am really a fool, at least a fool who is too stupid to make people feel distressed… every sunny day will choose to be alone, following music, wandering with sunshine, wandering on the edge of this noisy and quiet city, meditating on the distant future, dreaming about the flickering fairy tales, pursuing the distant and nearer dreams, closing your eyes and listening attentively to the sleeping world at this time, the next intersection, who will appear there waiting for him? Is the next Signpost directly pointing to the future? Where will the next passers-by accompany him? In the waiting booth of the terminal station, it is really the person who swore in front of God to hold his hand and grow old with him… open your eyes, the city is still terribly noisy, the sunset is setting, and the afterglow is under the guise of attracting attention, deceive everyone who believes in dreams, and tomorrow will be another gorgeous day. The whole city is in a crowded state with severe indigestion, and the air is mixed with strong smell of sweat and pungent smell of rouge and gouache, the original cheap faith had long been destroyed without trace by the desire for material. The dim light swept the most genuine vulnerability in every passenger’s heart. Going home, what he wants now is just going home. I went to see the cherry blossom. I didn’t go home in this tomb-sweeping Day. Even though I knew that the number of times I saw my parents was less than once, I still didn’t go home. I was afraid that my parents changed again in just two months, no longer young, no longer talkative, no longer enough to hear my care words, sorry, please forgive me for not being around, I am really afraid, afraid of weakness, I can only see you being ruthlessly aging by the years, every cell is carved with the texture of time. Then, you can no longer walk with me. There is still a long way to go in life. Without your help, I fell down and got hurt, I was heartbroken. At the moment I got up, which direction should I look at and which direction should I have the warmth I wanted. Cherry blossom is always my sleepless sadness. I found someone to accompany me all the way, completing someone’s unfinished dream and washing away the original memory, whether it is sweet to sadness or laughing to tears, they all became different. Gradually, step by step, they walked through all the roads they had traveled before, only to find surprisingly that memory could also be reorganized. Thank some people, I have successfully ended my life. The obsession with cherry blossoms may not last for the rest of my life. If, in the near future, encounter you who are crazy about cherry blossoms, then, promise me that in your lifetime, you must go to Hokkaido and stroll under the cherry blossom tree hand in hand to witness the flying cherry blossoms there, promise our happiness for a lifetime, which is really long. Otherwise, please hold my hand tightly and go to see which site will be extended to the rest of your life. Finally, I did it. When I mentioned a person, my heart no longer aroused a trace of Yilian, recalling a past, like telling other people’s stories. The failed love tells me that everyone who doesn’t understand love will meet someone who understands love. After love, those who don’t understand love will learn how to love, but those who understand love will not dare to love any more. It was that person who would come as scheduled without waiting. It was not that person who would pass by if he stood there. I always believe in fate, so I always feel that what can be taken away by time can only show that it doesn’t belong to me originally, and what can’t be taken away is the final destination. Ping said, no matter where we go, the mood of traveling depends on the people who accompany us, not where we go. Sincere friendship always blows the long-lost spring breeze when I am fragile. The cold winter is over after all. I habitually rely on the shoulder next to me. I think I am not strong enough. Maybe, it takes a journey that only you can make yourself grow up when no one asks for help. Maybe, it’s really time to set off… every time when the night falls, he will start to tidy up his luggage and start from one place. The destination is somewhere unknown. From the moment he gets on the bus, he buried his life here, quietly watching the car galloping in the intricate traffic, passing through the streets and lanes, crossing the bustling and noisy crowd, and throwing away the red wine and green light behind him, heading to the deepest part of the night, the impetuous heart suddenly became quiet and serene. Turn the volume to the maximum, the melody of music will occupy the whole mind, noisy, noisy, crowded, bustling, everything seems to have nothing to do with me, light songs, shallow sadness, sun Yanzi’s “Meet” is still singing who I meet, what kind of dialogue will be there, the person I am waiting for, how far he is in the future, I hear the wind, from the subway and the crowd, I line up, take the number plate of love… look around the world, outside the window, the wind of early summer, whose long hair is floating, leaving a faint scent, few stars, and telling the story of whom. Music will always lift your heart properly and make you feel neither painful nor itchy, but it will make you expose your heart to the night without any precaution, no matter you are happy or sad, immerse yourself in the dark of the city, we always forget that it is the same color. I really hope that the car will keep driving like this. There is no terminal station and no number plate. I really want to see how the person who accompanied me to the end actually exists, the world outside the window, how are their world composing? Their songs and tunes are emotional, sad, depressed, or sweet… Spring is warm, and the breath of life is everywhere, the winter jasmine also put on small dark yellow flowers, dazzling and eye-catching reminding us all the time that the green is still the same, the youth is no longer coming, and the azalea in Macheng also dazzles the most beautiful posture, on Daye road, we can’t see the rape field, the Sakura in Moshan Cherry Garden and the cold plum in the Plum Garden all start our short and lively journey. What about mine, it’s time to get ready to go… after looking at the small ginkgo trees planted on the Arbor Day for four times, they still stubbornly refused to take out new buds, and the small saplings beside them all started their own life journey, she began to worry about whether her life would be as bad as her own. Maybe, she was still accumulating strength enough to break through the soil and get rid of the protection of bark, bless her with all my power to embrace sunshine and rain. When I visit her next time, show me the most beautiful accident in my life, and then proudly tell me that there is one God, in this vast land, we will strive for our own future. Mao Mao asked me whether I would change two years later and what kind of myself was at that time. Lying on the lawn which had just revealed new buds, I could still vaguely feel that they were growing at jointing every inch. Under the shade of trees, the sunshine was dotted with the fragrance of air mottled, one hand covered most of his face, closed his eyes, and the other hand stayed in the wind, touching the warmth that could never be reached. Tell Mao Mao in the most intoxicating tone that you will not change. This single-cell simple creature will stick to this purity. I may change, but the persistence of guarding you will not change until you die, I will also stick to the graves, so it is good for you to be yourself, and I will handle the rest of the trifles. With short hair, I couldn’t take the courage all the time. I clicked the long hair that continued my memory. With the hair tail falling to the ground, the heartbreaking past also drifted all the way. I still care about others’ eyes. Xiao Xu said, “I will not look good with short hair, and I will laugh without saying a word. If one day I appear in front of you with short hair, that means, I won’t believe in love any more. Three thousand troubles. Love is no longer the future I want. The woman who once broke her heart to someone has slept under that scissors. What I die is not only the youth for whom I hurt, but also the love I once believed to be true… after all, I will travel alone. What is terrible is not to lose someone, instead, I have to get used to the habit of not being accompanied by this person. I can’t guess their world, and I don’t know whether it is joy or sadness hidden under that smiling face. I just want to drink water in my life, knowing that I am warm and cold, I am not you, how can I know the road you have traveled. Therefore, don’t comment on other people’s lives casually. Whether they are happy or not, only you can understand. Maybe, at a certain moment, at a certain moment, one day, when you are in a good mood, or when you are in a bad mood, you will carry your bags and start your solo journey. You are depressed and annoyed, just disappear quietly for a few days, just like someone said, when you are free, choose to read books or travel, because there must be one on the road for your mind and body. I know that it will take some time to achieve this weakness. What is lacking is not only the foundation of funds, but also the mentality. He said, if I want to be a tooth in the next life, at least, when I feel painful, you will also feel painful… and I just want to be a tree, half of which is idle in the wind, half rooted in the soil, half in the air, quietly watching others’ world, half underground, silently thinking about their own life. If you love or not, you can only break it by yourself and stand on tiptoe. Will happiness be closer to us… San Mao said, one day you will know: The bus runs every 5 minutes, the subway runs every 9 minutes, but our happiness only runs once in our life… 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…

Like smoke drift

It was in March and Ming Dynasty. Around the Tomb Sweeping Day every year, I go back to my hometown to offer sacrifices to my parents and grandparents, shovel a few shovels of soil, put some firecrackers, burn a few pieces of paper money and bow in front of the graves of the deceased elders, it seems to be a very sacred mission of mine. In fact, no matter how loud the firecrackers are and how much the heads are, the relatives who have passed away will not be known. People die like lights off, coming from chaos and returning to Earth. Later people have no other thoughts, so they can only use this kind of sacrificial etiquette which has been used for thousands of years, to present my nostalgia to my relatives and ancestors. Among the last two generations of loved ones, except my grandfather, I lived with other loved ones. Even if some relatives left us for more than 30 years, when they died, I am still so young and ignorant that I don’t know the meaning of life and death at all, but I can still describe their complete voice, appearance and smile in my heart. When my grandfather died, my eldest brother who was nearly ten years older than me was not born, so I couldn’t see his death with my own eyes. Later, I heard from my mother that when my grandfather died, my father and my mother just got married soon, and the family life was very difficult. It was some of my uncles and grandfathers who had not yet gained five blessings who collected some money and food, then he hastily buried grandpa. Grandpa was buried in a punch with a very broad vision. The tomb was covered with grass. It was said that Grandpa’s tomb was just a pile of loess, and there was even no tombstone at that time, later, our brother set up a tombstone for Grandpa twice. Somehow, decades later, my grandfather’s grave grew bigger and bigger. My eldest brother often said that our family was my grandfather’s grave manager. Of course, he also heard from those geomantic Masters. Although I don’t pay much attention to these things, I believe there is still geomancy in the world. During the three years of temporary difficulties in the early 1960 s, our family lost three relatives in succession. Although I was still ignorant at that time, but my childhood memory was still so clear. First, my uncle died early in middle age. It was in March of Yangchun, my uncle gave birth to a minor illness. Since he had no money to cure him, he had to leave it to fate. My uncle was married once, but he had no children and no children, and he always lived an ordinary life with our family. One morning, my mother asked my eldest brother to call him uncle to have breakfast, but he couldn’t wake him up. It turned out that uncle had passed away. How my uncle died has always been a mystery in our family. At that time, people across the country tightened their belts to live a hard life, and poor families like us were even more hungry. What can my sick father do? He couldn’t do a big funeral for his uncle, so he could only do his best to sing a filial piety song for his uncle all night. When my poor uncle was buried, he didn’t even have a decent coffin. My uncle’s death hit my grandmother a lot. The white-haired person sent the black-haired person, why didn’t she feel painful in her heart? Therefore, only after more than half a year, Grandma died. My grandma is vague in my impression, because I have been unsociable since I was a child, and my mouth is not good, so I never call her grandma. Therefore, she likes my brother and always ignores me. My grandmother was already over 70 years old when she died. I couldn’t explain the simple funeral scene clearly, but I still remember one thing very clearly. That was the night my grandma passed away. When my aunt Tang, who was ten years younger than my grandma, cried in front of her grandma’s spirit, she fainted without coming up and never woke up. My father died two years after my grandmother died. At that time, I was already a primary school student. My father had a very common disease, which was called Qi pain in the countryside, that is, chest pain. After more than ten years, I went to the city to study medicine, and then I realized that this disease was stomach disease, which was actually easy to be cured. My father was lying in bed for half a month, and he didn’t eat any food at home. How could he have money for medical treatment? Father could only spend the last time lying on the bed with tears. I was young, and my father didn’t love me very much. I didn’t feel too much grief about my father’s death. I didn’t cry, so I still played the game of golden cicada and shell with my tricks. I remembered that when I was buried for my father, my mother asked me to wear a mourning dress, with a straw rope around my waist and a wooden stick one foot long in my hand to follow my brother. But I said it was ugly. I didn’t care about it and threw that stick aside. My mother said, “good boy, you have already been to school, obedient. I glanced at my mother. Although I did it reluctantly, I lost the filial son stick before I went to my father’s grave. My mother died in the late 1980 s. I have been working in the city for more than ten years. Although Mother is illiterate and so ordinary, I can say that mother is so selfless and great. Mother is the embodiment of kindness and kindness. My father left too early. It was my mother who brought our brothers and sisters up with hardships. Because of my father’s death, my eldest brother read only six books and went home to shoulder the burden of life. However, my mother kept sending me to the university. Among our brothers and sisters, my mother loves me most because I can study. At the dinner table, my mother always put the white rice into my bowl, while she swallowed the black shredded sweet potato. When I went to study in the city, my mother didn’t sleep for several nights in order to sew the quilt cover and pillow case for me. Although when I grew up, sometimes I saw my mother nagging and contradicting her a few words, my mother had never lost her temper with us and always talked softly. My mother was exhausted for our brothers and sisters. Until the day before her death, she was still chopping pork for my sister’s house. Therefore, when I learned the sad news of my mother’s death in the city, I couldn’t control my emotions for a moment and burst into tears. My mother passed away just after the year of flower. Our two brothers lived just in time, but my mother left too early, Because of this, there always seems to be a kind of guilt and debt in my heart. My mother’s death almost made me cry. Because my mother gave me too much, I gave my mother too little return. If my mother’s good character has played a subtle role in my growth, and my mother’s love is the sea, but my foster father has given me wisdom and strength. Father’s love is like a mountain. My foster father was the one who drank the most ink among my father’s generation and grandfather’s generation. He can not only write a good hand of calligraphy, but also put his abacus on his head. When his foster father was young, he believed in Buddhism and had vegetarian food, so the villagers all called him Lord Zhai. To be honest, I grew up on my foster father’s shoulder. Somehow, I liked to be with my foster father since I was a child. My foster father lives alone, and he often buys me delicious food. Because of this, my grandmother and father regarded me as an alien in the family. After my father passed away, my foster father taught me to read and read, and all my reading expenses were borne by my foster father. At that time, there were no extracurricular books at home, so my foster father asked me to take out his stack of Night Songs, which made me read them thoroughly. Later, his foster father became the captain of the smallest official production team in China, so he asked me to help him record work points for the members of the team. His foster father read some books, so he knew the use of reading. He often said that he often read books as big hills. Later, my companions who studied with me in the village dropped out of school one after another, but my foster father kept sending me to college. When my foster father passed away, I had already become a model, a writer, a book, a TV series, and a seven-pin Sesame officer. My eldest brother also worked as a branch secretary in the village for many years, therefore, his funeral was more lively than my mother’s. All the villagers said that no old man in the village had surpassed him. My foster father lived eighty years old. A few years ago, my foster father celebrated his 80th birthday, and my eldest brother invited more than a dozen guests for him. I also rushed to the countryside to celebrate his birthday. When I returned to the city, he walked to the side of my car and greeted me and the driver. I heard from my eldest brother that his foster father was seven or eighty years old. The year before, he even built a mountain road flat with a hoe. The foster father died without any pain. My sister-in-law in the countryside told me: on the day his foster father passed away, he took out his clothes and put them on the bed. He sat cross-legged on the bed, told my sister-in-law something, and then fell asleep like this, never get up again. However, compared with my mother, my foster father’s life is relatively moist, He is over seventy years old, and he can drink three or two white wine. The cigarettes he smoked were also better than the cadres in the village. Others smoked a pack of inferior cigarettes with a few cents, but he didn’t have a pack of white sand cigarettes with a few dollars. He often played paper with people who were a little younger than him. Although he lost more and won less, his life was full and interesting. My ancestors and parents have already parted with the world one after another. Now, I am separated from their yin and yang, and I can only pray for their souls in front of their graves. Some people say that after people die, some go to heaven and some go to hell. Of course, I hope that all the relatives who have passed away will enter heaven, because they are good and ordinary all their lives and have suffered too much in the world. But after passing away, will someone really enter heaven? I can’t answer. The grass will sprout in the next year after it dries up, and the dead will never be reincarnated. The younger generation can only bless them with fireworks and paper money, and let them rest in peace. I lit fireworks and burnt paper money in front of the tomb of my dead relatives. The fireworks splashed and were filled with smoke. Now, my ancestors and parents are floating like the smoke and will never come back again. 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…

Music

Nature is magical, not only because it has the replacement of spring, summer, autumn and winter seasons, but also welcomes the dawn of the East with a new look every day, it also lies in a natural symphony with beautiful melody played by birds, animals, insects, fishes and creatures, which makes people feel the baptism of the edification of natural beauty and immerse themselves in its magical broadness and beauty. The sounds of birds, animals, insects, fishes and creatures are the music of nature. Music is the second life of nature. Without these sounds of nature, nature will be lifeless. In human life, we must be accompanied by music. Life without music is unfortunate and unimaginable. Music is like sweet milk, which can moisten our dry heart. Sometimes when listening to a beautiful song, one’s mood can be half better. In our life, we will always encounter some music that can deeply touch our heartstrings. These music may be created by human beings or given by nature. Nature has always been an outstanding music master, whose works often make many human musicians feel ashamed and sigh. How many excellent music have emerged from all ages. They are often the reappearance of people’s spiritual emotions. The music that is too beautiful often comes from too melancholy emotions. Music and poetry are always interlinked. Poetry is music without sound, while music is poetry with emotion and melody. Excellent musicians often have painful and unfortunate experiences. It is always an everlasting truth of music and poetry creation that comes out of difficulties before singing. Chopin was great, but he had to exile abroad, but he didn’t miss his motherland for a moment. Beethoven was great, but he finally lost his hearing and almost committed suicide. Mozart was great, but he only lived for over 30 years and ended his precious life. Nie Er was great, but he was involved in the torrent when he was over 20 years old. These people were unfortunate, but they were all great. They left indelible masterpieces for the world. Music is the seasoning of human mood. It is impossible for me to lack music in my personal life, just like friends in life. If there is no music, I think the pleasure of life will be much less, life will be much worse. 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…

Dormitory: the epitome of an era

On a cold night, I passed the dormitory where I had lived for many years. Stopping and looking, I saw a dark building silently, and some windows were wide open, hanging in the air. Have a empty, people have changed feeling. This three-story Soviet-style building seems so small, so old and so vicissitudes in the buildings with high buildings, which seems to be incompatible with this era. The bustling scene of the past has vanished, and the crowded scene has gone away. Only a lonely building stood quietly in the cold wind, looking up at those far-away children. A cold wind blew, making the building more gloomy. Scenes of the past came to my mind again. More than a decade ago, it was from entering this building that I entered this city, which opened my life. Since then, I began to struggle in a foreign country, leaving my green face, footprints of struggle and my stumbling steps here. Pure friendship was left here, and laughter seemed to be still echoing in the building. At that time, there were more than 200 rooms in this three-story building, each of which had an area of 18 square meters. There were four people living in each room, and all the rooms were basically full, with about 1,000 people living in it, among them, there is a female dormitory in the west of the third floor. There are welfare facilities such as water room, canteen, reading room and TV screening room in the building. At that time, we could say that we ate a pot of rice, drank a pot of water, watched the same TV play, worked in the same factory, and sucked the same air. They didn’t know each other, but also seemed to be familiar with each other. They carved familiar faces, so that they even couldn’t name each other when they met, and they also knew that they belonged to the dormitory. A kind of intimacy came into being. Get along day and night, passing by, like brothers and sisters. People living in dormitories can be said to come from all directions, from all over the world, with different accents and dialects. Some graduated from colleges, some changed jobs as soldiers, some took over, some implemented policies, some practiced, some studied (Qinghai aluminum Commission training Technical School), some came from rural areas, some came from cities, some on black land, and some on Loess Plateau. They gathered together because of the same goal. There were long-lived guests and hurried passers-by who got together because of fate. At that time, they were all vigorous young people, struggling in this land with ideals and dreams. Unconsciously, The Edge gathered and dispersed. Some of them had a good career, some had a family and a career, and they all went out of the dormitory one after another, starting another journey of life. Time went by quietly, and there were fewer and fewer people living in the dormitory. Later, some rooms were rented out, and later, most of the rooms were rented out (doing retail stores, running study classes, opening karaoke halls, etc.). Later, it will be rented to migrant workers, migrant workers, nursing homes, chessboard houses, intermediary companies, etc. Later, the building was silent and dilapidated, waiting for demolition. The dormitory is also full of bustle, calm and desolate, and its nature is broken silently from the semi-commercial commercialization of residence. People who walk out of the dormitory are also getting old from their youth and Prime. The development process of dormitory witnessed the development of an era and the growth of a generation. The past prosperity and the scene have gone away. What remains in my mind is lingering warmth and several bitter memories. 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…