Walking on the country road

I like the path from the back door to the countryside along Caopu, walking slowly in the flowers and grass of the countryside through the red brick high buildings step by step. Feel gently, the sky with a blue cloud and a smile, the light of winter, and the early morning sun. It turns out that the cold winter also has a gentle and lovely side. The quiet and quiet moment of nature is filled with a pleasant and sweet posture. The clear breeze lightly spread from the gap between the treetops, and the shaking weeds waved to me. Oh, how long has it been? I haven’t smelled the fragrance of grass and flowers? Fresh greenish green consistently and tenaciously maintains the proud posture of life all the year round. No matter how many hardships its tiny body has gone through, it is still struggling to survive. Although the grass is constantly trodden and flattened by people, it still refuses to let go of any inch of soil that can grow. Even a small piece can satisfy the contentment of its life. Therefore, it chose to grow on the edge around the road, letting great people walk in the middle of the world; Silently praising every life walking in the nature. Suddenly, I remembered a poem from Bing Xin: weak grass! Be proud, only you decorate the world universally. What a stirring tone it is. Along the grass Po, bypass the small farm. A clear gurgling brook bends all the way through the small mountainside. The sound of running water is crisp and sweet. There are always many kinds of birds parked in the trees and forests, intoxicated and singing. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the Symphony of nature to my heart’s content, which really made me relaxed and quiet. Therefore, I want to touch the water of life personally. As if like a child, he took off his shoes without any taboo and slipped into the stream gently. Looking up at the sky is very low, and the distance to see the sky is becoming clearer and clearer. An airplane line runs straight across the whole sky, and the chasing tail cloud is pulled into a string of clover, whose dream is left in the blue sky? With the Wind, let’s chase the poet’s eyes together. Children laughed happily from time to time in the distance. I remember when I was young, my playmates and I also went to the fields and mountain streams to catch butterflies, dragonflies and fish. Enjoy the scenery of nature all day long. There is also a very special good friend named Xiao Bai, who is also our good partner from childhood to adulthood. Although Xiao Bai was not raised by us, I have played with him since he was born. Because it was the first child of my neighbor’s dog, often the bitch would take his baby to bask in the sun in front of the door casually. At this time, we met Xiao Bai. It sounds strange. We fell in love with it at first sight and like it very much. Xiao Bai also likes us. We have been bored with each other since we were young. Even though it is not raised by my family, it will come to my home to find us after dinner every day. No matter it is sunny or rainy, it will naturally go home at night. Occasionally, if the owner can’t call it, he will find Xiao Bai if he habitually comes to our house to find it. It is also very spiritual. As long as we call Xiao Bai, it will come to us immediately. The four of us went out to play in the fields and jungles every day, and Xiao Bai also followed us to find a happy journey. These memories constantly echoed in the distant sounds, which seemed to go back to me, who was still a child. Maybe those beautiful wishes are second only to those in memory, and they just want to regain the original mood, that dream. Look! This blue sky, farms, grass, streams, birds… all the life and plants in nature are living peacefully and happily in this pure space, without noise, pollution and exaggeration. All is simple, natural and simple. Walking on the small road in the country, this is an expected day, a kind of quiet mood, a touching warmth. 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…

New Beginning

After a period of busy and difficult procedures, today, accompanied by my husband, I finally start a new day, a new working environment, a new face, I hope everything can go smoothly according to the path of life. I remember that day when I went back to school to move things, my colleagues in the group invited me to dinner, and we clink glasses together. Everyone was happy for me. After all, only teachers could understand all kinds of hardships and happiness experienced by teachers. Although I always like the pure teaching environment, I also know that whenever I hear the teacher’s good name, I feel a sense of accomplishment, but because of the great pressure of teaching, I still hope to change my environment and experience a new life. We ate and drank, and kept talking and laughing. We enjoyed this simple and warm short happiness together. Some colleagues also felt curious. After all, it was a new job, it has nothing to do with the education system at all. During this period, some people asked questions about jobs, wages and so on. In fact, I am not very clear about what I will face when I enter a new position, however, I still tried my best to answer all kinds of questions from them. Even I myself felt that I was dreaming, and I still feel dizzy today. I only knew that the salary lost a lot during the process of salary transfer, however, everyone agrees that as long as the family is together, it is better than anything else. Because it was the first day to go to work, I was not familiar with the working environment at all. Accompanied by my master, I came to the sports, radio and television bureau and met several colleagues I knew in the past, saying hello politely, everyone started their own work again. What makes me depressed is that I don’t even know which direction the bathroom is in. Mr. Zhou joked with me that you were like our baby daughter when she was in preschool, she asked me to take it wherever she went for the first time, and she had to explain to you clearly. To enter a new working environment, I have suggestions from my good friends, so that I should not get involved in some unnecessary right and wrong. Some friends also told me to be a low-key person. Some people in the new unit were idle and some were suffering. They tried their best to turn a blind eye to everything. Don’t try to be brave and do what they can. The honest and honest gentleman has always been very fond of me. He worried that I couldn’t adapt to it and asked me to make all kinds of mental preparations. He also hoped that I could adapt to the environment as soon as possible. He hoped that I could study as much as possible without fear of hardship, after all, the new job is not like the one in school, and the task you should accomplish must be done well. My mother-in-law also told me that I should work hard and not be proud. My daughter even asked a lot and was curious about everything. In fact, I was busy with the formalities several days ago, and then moved and tidied up things. I was also very tired, not only did I not have the mind to write words well, even sitting in the office reading those books with colorful pictures, I felt dizzy. Fortunately, my new colleagues also took care of me, and they did everything, I just need to see how they carry out the general workflow. It might be a happy thing to go to work with my husband, which was funny to say. He was afraid that I would be late, leaving a bad impression on his new colleague, and urged me to get up early in the morning, after I finished grooming, he got up lazily, accompanied me to have breakfast, went to work together, got off work, and he went shopping with me and went home together. Today, in order to celebrate my coming to a new environment, he also bought some marinated pig trotters. I hope I can still be down-to-earth in my future work, work hard and live well, enjoy the happiness that should belong to us. He was never romantic. It really moved me to be so careful. Perhaps, the happiness in the ordinary world is just like this. Because it is the first day to go to work, I feel everything is quite novel. Sometimes I met some familiar faces on the way back and forth. Someone asked me if I had adjusted it? Someone asked me if I had a monthly leave? Recalling these years of separation between the two places, recalling all kinds of experiences in the past, recalling all kinds of obstacles encountered in previous job transfer, all kinds of emotions suddenly came to my mind, I couldn’t stop teasing him again and again. I didn’t expect that I could change my career several years before retirement. Walking on the street of Liuku, I had a feeling of dreaming. I didn’t expect that everything would be easy, I didn’t expect myself to have such good luck. No matter what kind of wind and rain I have experienced, I am very pleased that I have been accompanied by my family and helped by my friends all the way. In recent years, my mother often worried about my job transfer. Until I went to work in the new unit today, the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground. My mother-in-law was also very clear about the hardship that his son often went to the countryside to visit me. Now it is very difficult for her family to get together, and she is also very happy. A new experience and a new beginning may be a good precipitation in my heart. I will also start to try a new environment and life. I will always be grateful to those families who accompany me all the way, and I will always remember those who have helped me. I hope all of us are good. I hope we can cherish these ordinary and simple happiness and warmth that belong to us. 2012.03.27 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…

Sometimes

Some memories are sealed in that corner. Use a compression software to pack and compress them all, and store them permanently in their own history museum. When looking through the glass window and watching the frames in each period of time and space, the scenes are like colorful films showing. The same air, separated by time into two unreachable distances, seems to be within reach, but far away in the memory of the horizon. We can’t go through time and space to change the decision of a fork in the road, then stand on the other side of time, quietly look at the past that has gone away, and witness the lost beauty that has faded away. Some words let it go with the wind. There is no need to follow the footsteps of time, eager to use the optical machine to check its authenticity. Let it stop at a certain point in time and freeze at a certain moment. Every time I recall, those words will turn into a breeze, touching my cheeks and stirring my heartstrings. As long as we truly feel that they have existed, it is enough. When the promise has been made for too long, it has become a promise that can’t be undertaken until it vanishes without leaving any trace. What’s more, no one knows what kind of appearance the sea, the rocks and the wasteland are. Some people, just let him leave from there, don’t have to retain. In the journey of life, people come and go in a hurry. They may have stepped on the same bus with you from a certain station, and happened to walk into your scenery, break into your sight and accompany you on an unreal journey. He was sitting next to you, and you had a pleasant conversation with a smile on your face. No matter whether you think it is familiar, like-minded, or too late to meet each other, he will leave one day. Your journey is like two intersecting straight lines. When the distance is from far and near to the intersection at one point, then you just meet, not too early or too late. However, after that, it can only go further and further until it is too far to be measured. Please do not retain me at this moment. Smile and wave goodbye, turn around and leave gracefully, and continue along the journey you should leave. For some things, you can allow yourself to imagine accidentally. We don’t have a magic wand. There are already many things that we can’t change, but we want too much. Then the occasional addiction makes me become a omnipotent little wizard, wandering in the imaginary world. Daydreams can be done, but too many fantasies often become wishful thinking. Back to the real world, be a little snail, slowly crawl and climb, look up, there will always be a piece of blue sky belonging to yourself. Some feelings are as beautiful and fresh as this moment. 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…

Listen to the sound of snowflakes falling down

The snow tonight, so sudden and so majestic, made people unprepared, both surprised and happy. Looking through the window, I can see clearly that snowflakes are like clusters, waving one after another. Standing in front of the window of fallen flowers, my wandering thoughts have nowhere to be placed. In the night when no one listens, I think of them, those years with dark fragrance passing. Years are flowing quietly. With the season of flowers passing away, traces are also carved on our faces at the same time. Although everyone knows that the information age is also an era keen on speculation; Mayans predict that December 21th, 2012 will be the end of the world. After the sun sets, it will never rise again. Without Noah’s Ark, the Earth could only face destruction. Whether these rumors are reliable or not, it seems that not many people have cared about it. When nature creates people, it gives everyone a life and gives nothing, including instructions. Birth, aging, illness and death are natural laws, and that’s all natural laws. Having traveled around the space for a year, I have traveled through many websites, some of which are nostalgic and some of which have been forgotten. However, the net name of the stars, rain and breeze has never changed. Because I like the beauty of nature, nature will always be our mother and teacher whenever and wherever. Only the vast nature can contain everything. We can throw away the tedious and disputes in the world and place ourselves on the top of the mountain. We can be bright because of the starlight, soft because of the light wind, and cool because of the mountain wind. That freedom and happiness come so naturally and comfortably. Listen to their words attentively, feel the sound of weeds, trees and Cang bamboos, and discover the pure and beautiful character and soul of nature. At the same time, it is deeply influenced by its character and soul, my shrinking and narrow soul also began to purify. For a long time, I have experienced that the essence of life is face and reality. The Dreamland in many ambitions is just a dream. I also had the feeling that I didn’t know how to worry when I was young. After experiencing the passion of the age of cynic youth, I used to be a young woman with beautiful dreams and grand ideas. The woman who finally surrendered to the left-hand rice soup of the right hand. People, there are always too many desires and desires stirring in the journey of life. It seems that I have been looking for my position in life since I was sensible, and the lost time, I have been coming over in search, I am the kind of woman who is called a little arrogant and sentimental. In fact, in the sincere years full of roses, I also longed for a soul-stirring beautiful story. But after a careful thought, indifference was not necessarily bad. Wang Guozhen defined indifference as: if it belonged to me, it would be hard to move its heart if it didn’t belong to me. I think this is a kind of indifferent and indifferent life, and I can treat the prosperity and temptation in life with indifferent attitude, making my soul fall into a dream peacefully. I think such a person is as relaxed as clouds to himself and as quiet as lakes to others. Looking at my father who is getting older, I hope that time will go by, and I hope that all the beauty in the world will be passed on to everyone in the way of natural embrace. There are many choices in one’s life, but I only have one, which is to treat everyone in life with warmth, love and sincerity, and to treat all the beauty given to me with gratitude, let me have the courage to overcome myself. Close your eyes, let your heart absolutely blend with nature, listen carefully to the snow floating down leisurely from the air, purify your mind and essence the feeling of nature. Snow, white and flawless, the smooth and soft white is like a satin, covered on the top of everything, can’t see the gray road, can’t see the city full of dust, the blue sky reflects a fairy tale world, as if it has detached from all the obstacles and entered a pure paradise, quietly feeling the beauty endowed by nature. In the rippling, the wind passes through thoughts, the cool air flows through the seven realms, just like a curling full of frost and snow, placed in a boat carrying cloud leaves, quietly raft in the empty world, quiet, detached snow, lover of music, it renders life, makes life like poetry, and makes the choice of life always yearn for the white dreamy world. The soothing sound makes up for the lack of sunshine in winter. Maybe the twists and turns of the world, the euphemism of life and the aftertaste of emotion always spend money on tuition fees, and always smudges the melody. The cold wind couldn’t stop the light and natural footsteps of snowflakes. They were waving and dancing all over the sky, facing the vast earth, carrying the blue sky and listening to the falling sound of snowflakes, the echo of the sounds of nature flows in the body ancient. 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…

Spring is coming, it’s time to sow

Grandpa lived alone in his hometown. His mother who worked in the county went home to see him once every half a month, and his younger brother who went to high school in the county went back to see him once every month on vacation, my father and I, who were far away from home, called him once a week. These data are all his thoughts. After the approval of the suite and dormitory allocated by dad’s unit, Grandpa would be taken out, but Grandpa was not willing. He said that he couldn’t put down the vegetable field at home. There were his whole youth and middle age, his thoughts and thoughts. I know, more, it was because he couldn’t put down the land. When he called back on Saturday morning, Grandpa was hoeing in the vegetable field. He said he would plant some green vegetables. I told him that we were not at home normally, and he was the only one who planted less. We couldn’t finish it even if we planted less. Grandpa said that’s OK. Spring is coming. It should be planted. Standing in the ground, it is empty, and the whole body is uncomfortable. In the days when I left my hometown, I always forgot when to plant vegetables and when to harvest rice. I forgot when the wild flowers on the mountain Bloom and when to thank them. But I often miss those immature days when I was young, fighting water battles in the rice fields full of seedlings, digging loaches beside the rice fields where rice grows vigorously, pick up the missing wheat ears in the rice field full of rice stalks after cutting the rice. Frame by frame after growing up, the picture was fixed on the notebook which only belonged to that childhood, where there was the most innocent smile and the most carefree smiling face. At that time, happiness was a very simple thing, that is, a malt sugar and a pack of snacks were enough, and I had been missing it for a long time. The branches of the whole winter were silent for a long time, and the dense green was already rippling out. The blessings of Spring Thunder were passing through the Earth with twists and turns, rumbling like the horn of spring playing. The cuckoo, who had disappeared for a long time, began to show its graceful singing voice again. In every corner of the Earth, mountains and rivers, it was used as its chassis. Singing loudly the desire to sow. Spring is coming, and it is time to sow. If you don’t sow, how can you harvest? If you don’t sow, how can you wait for the Golden Fruit of spring? The ancient motto of planting spring and harvest autumn was written in the passionate March by the gentle wind, as if I could imagine that on the land of my hometown, the busy figures of the uncles were frozen on the fields into magnificent and beautiful landscape ink paintings one after another, which made the charming spring sun vivid. The seeds and hopes soaked in the vat of the Valley finally came to the time when they showed their talents. They embarked on the journey of growth along the old scalpers. In this warm season, sowing is our only language, but with the most beautiful melody. In this season, we sow in the ruins to harvest the newly-growing life; We sow in the barren land to harvest the surprise of birds and flowers. In this season, sowing is a unique poem, and each footprint is a beautiful word, leaving footprints that only belong to the tillers during the trek. In full of expectation, strengthen the initial belief. Cultivate, wait, Harvest, a reincarnation. After paying sweat, step on the green channel leading to harvest and get the passport to touch the fruit. Spring is coming, it’s time to sow! Sow our hopes, dreams and expectations for ourselves. 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…

Look forward

This spring should be the most rainy spring in my memory. As the saying goes, spring rain is as expensive as oil, but I don’t know if the spring rain is because the water in the Tianhe River is too full and keeps overflowing. Since the beginning of spring, almost no sunshine and cloudy sky has been seen, the continuous spring rain, cold and humid, really appreciate the power of Cold Spring. In the morning, the sun was still shining. In a twinkling of an eye, there was a dense cloud. The dense rain line drifted and the meticulous rain fell on me. It was cool and there was a doubt that it was still in winter. Although it is already the spring equinox season, there is no feeling of spring at all. I still wear a winter down jacket wrapped in my body. It seems that I especially miss this season because of the cold winter, people couldn’t help wrapping themselves tightly. If they didn’t pay attention to the cold, they would take advantage of the gap and immerse themselves into the bone marrow. A kind of expectation from the bottom of my heart is rising slowly. Maybe life is just a kind of expectation, looking forward to the warm spring and the recovery of everything, looking forward to the red flowers and green willows, the flying catkins, looking forward to the blue sky, the floating white clouds are looking forward to the carefree scene of the clear sky and the gentle breeze, and the gloomy sorrow that the dark clouds cover the sun will never come back. Only when a person is doing what belongs to him can he understand the dream, and only when he holds a wisp of morning light, can he let the sunshine pour into his body, step on the Sunset, let me sing out countless drunkenness, invite a bright moon, let me read out all, with a breeze, let me express the chapter of life, write a sad and broken dream in my heart, and study a paper of ink fragrance and colorful life. I always look forward to the vast fields, green mountains and rivers, and the winding water. I am the only one looking up at the deep sky lonely and lonely, watching the flowers bloom and fall, the clouds rolling and the clouds falling. All this is still at this moment, even time and the universe. I expect myself to float with the wind like white clouds, travel in the broad sky, and cross the sky like birds without leaving any trace. In the quiet night, the willow on the moon, intoxicated in the vast sea of books, helpless heart, endless trudging, dragging tired body moving slowly, with the flow of words, the sadness and sorrow spread over the heart until the liquid called Tears flowed out, dropping slowly along the almost numb cheek and breaking into the dust. At this moment, I expect that all the sadness and pain will be integrated into the words, and the dust will be sealed at the bottom of the box of the years, leaving only warm and happy feelings. To be a peaceful person, to live a peaceful life, to do things in peace, to do things without being colorful, to be gorgeous and dazzling, to be calm in life, to be quiet in mood, to be persistent in life and to be real in life, give others tolerance and gratitude. I am looking forward to the true arrival of the colorful flowers in spring, driving away the last cold, and looking forward to the warm sunshine shining on the Earth. 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…

I love I worry

Time goes by/River flows eastward/maple leaves drifting/another autumn/looking forward to last night/looking forward to this night/drinking wine to pour sorrow/sorrow more sorrow/looking through Beidou/looking forward to your looking back/smoke to lock the Paris/can be broken liu/Past Calendar/in my heart/I love/I sorrow. Listening to the song “I love I sorrow” sung by Chen Rui, the graceful song was sung leisurely and leisurely, with tender feelings turning into bitterness and endless resentment. Every word was full of sorrow, and the throbbing of Ding and Ding began to reach my heart from the earmuffs. For those who have no experience, who knows who will sing for this love in this life? Love, hate, love, sorrow, why never forget, my love, my love will never regret! When we believe in love, whether it is laughter or sadness, we should bless the partner who has been with us for so long, whether long or bad. Maybe if you still miss it, then leave it as a scenery on our life path! When we are old and only have memories left, it will be another taste in our hearts to recall. Let the time/wander hurriedly/Let the white hair float on the temples/Let the time flow hurriedly, let our black hair turn into white hair; All the past grievances in our hearts, with the growth of the annual rings, the smoke will disappear! Only the most beautiful blessings are passed on to those who do not know whether it is good or not as the wind blows away? Time flies/River flows eastward/maple leaves drift/another autumn/looking forward to last night/looking forward to tonight/You and me bear loneliness, lovesickness, hatred and heartbreak together, I can’t help thinking about the perfection of that love! A wisp of missing, two sorrows. Said not over, endless, two lovesickness bitter. Since I met you on the Internet, I feel destined to know each other, love for a lifetime, and have been lucky. I cherish the encounter we can encounter in the quiet years and have this pure and beautiful encounter. I carefully stroked the fragmentary memory about you in the online chat, and then hid in the farthest cloud in the sky, putting the cloud into my heart again, warming my lonely heart. Now I am far away from a foreign country with only one word to say to you: I am really love you! The feeling for you is like a butterfly, dressed in beautiful and gorgeous colorful clothes, flying around silently, gently ringing my heartstrings and playing out my sad and secluded thoughts. Waiting is the price I pay for you, and caring is my life now. I saw your ups and downs, ups and downs, and that scarred heart. I can only look at it from a distance and feel pain from a distance. I once thought that if one person shed tears, it could replace the pain of another person; If one person cried, it could relieve the pain of another person; If one person was sad, it could heal the pain of another person, and I hoped it would be myself. But I know there is no one in the world who can replace another person. All I have is blessings and prayers. Maybe you will laugh at me, maybe you will say that I am naive or naive, but I am so stupid and naive, because I know your pain will hurt me. I just don’t want to hear your heavy voice again, and don’t want to see your depressed steps again. I hope to let the sunshine accompany you, walk through spring, summer, autumn and winter, walk through wind, Frost, rain and dew, I hope there is a happy place where your footprints can flow down, leaving the brightest smile from your heart. You are the fate of my previous life, I am the love of your life, but I would rather turn the love of the afterlife into the dependence of this life, regardless of the afterlife, with deep love, stay in the world to spend this life with you. I don’t know what will happen in the future? I don’t know if I will always accompany you in your life? But I know there will always be you in my life. In order to wait for your arrival, I set foot on the full patch of mental obsession in the network, sincerely whispering like a complaint, taking strangers as a way just to expect your stumbling late. I also used my daughter Red to drink wine crazily as a song, drink wine to drown my sorrow/worry more/lost in the city’s red wine, let the mood falling in the world of mortals indulge in the years. No matter how unpredictable the world is and how fate changes, I only wish you can walk through the tortuous road safely. How many sleepless nights have I slept with your name. I hold you in my dream, laughing foolishly, loving you crazily, thinking secretly, looking forward silently, waiting hard, guessing quietly and remembering deeply. Life is like a dream, I hope I can get drunk in your dreamland. There is no distance or sorrow in your heart; Only warmth, only true love. I miss you through the wind and rain in the world, love you and have nothing to say. Love is so sweet, love is thick; Tears drop, face is dissolved. Alas! ke han! Miss you, miss you; Deep Miss deep concern breeds in the long days, people are at the end of the world, and heart is at hand. Under the dim light in the quiet night, it looks like water and tender. I want you to respond in front of the screen, dance your dexterous fingers and knock out the notes of mood. The day is full of lust, the flowers are full of smoke, the moon is bright like sorrow and sleepless, I am willing to send Yan ran with the spring breeze, recalling that you are far away from the blue sky. I once told you in QQ chat that I love you! There is no reason for universal love in life. The process of love is the spark of heart-to-heart collision and the touch of two souls on the soul. I will let you realize the elegance and freedom of life, and I will let you experience the bitterness and joy that you care about. You gave me spring, you gave me fate, you gave me love, tied on Crescent Moon, illuminating my dream and my eyes. You are spreading the picture scroll of spring, opening the color of spring, moving the fragrance of spring, which makes people intoxicated! I forget for love, I suffer for love, and I will take over the happy love you gave me! In order to find a perfect answer for my dream of spring, I know I should go across the sea and return to my motherland to pursue you. 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…

The river in my memory

I remember when I was young, there was a small river in the south of our house, which was beautiful and clear. Fish swam freely, so we often went to the small river in the south with some older children to fish, or go swimming in that dam. The road in my memory is very difficult to walk. There are woods all the way, and I will get lost accidentally. So we children dare not go there at ordinary times. That road is a bit long for us. The road is full of thorns and trees. It was not until the car went too far that it ran out of a road. After walking along the road for a while and then heading south, it was not far from the river. We several to more gradually courage big came, 5, 6 Personal together take nets and bucket went to, was way back to meet many fishing fish children, we are more relieved to follow them! When I was just sensible, it should be around 1989 in my memory! I was in my early 6 years old, walking on a strange and familiar path with a group of naughty children who were almost the same age. I said that I was familiar with it because I had walked with the elder children several times before, but I was not in the mood to remember the road at that, there was only excitement in my heart. I kept asking my eldest brother and Buddy on the way, why not? How far? Is there a lot of fish over there? How much can I earn today? Are there Vipers in the water? Are there wolves and rabbits in such a large forest? …… It is strange to say that it is because it is the first time for us to take this road. We are afraid of getting lost in the wrong way. Maybe we are afraid of going to the Wolf’s nest! In fact, I have never seen a wolf once, but everyone was very scared. He didn’t let down his heart until he saw several older children in front of him holding fishing tools, because we were on the right path! At that time, the river was very wide and the water was very clear. At least we drank the water over there when we were thirsty, and our stomach did not hurt, which meant that the water was clean. Walking in the water, we can see the way we run away when we are frightened, and our task is also running around in the water to drive the fish to the companions who go off the net over there. Every time we saw fish jumping around on the net, everyone jumped and shouted excitedly. Sometimes we also got frogs and loaches. We thought they were water snakes, so we dared not catch them with our hands, I had to throw it to the downstream. Every time I went there, I got a lot of fish, but it was too small at that time. Those fish died after I went home for a few days, this is also the reason why I want to raise a few fish now. At that time, when the fish died, I was so sad that I couldn’t help myself. Finally, I packed the fish with Matchbox and buried them in the grass in the forest, and put a circle of petals around their graves, which is the only thing I can do for them. When I was in junior high school, it rained heavily that summer. After several days in a row, the river became deeper and deeper, and there were more and more fish, it was said that most of them flowed down from the baomen reservoir in our village, so on Friday afternoon, we came together one by one to go to the river we had been expecting for a long time. The harvest this time was really rich. I got a lot of big fish and put them in the fish tank, which was very beautiful, during this period of time, there were not so many trees and grasslands on the way to the River Bay as before, and many new houses had been built by the roadside. Along the way, there was no smell of soil fragrance in childhood any more. Especially after the rain, the smell was really fresh and very good, but now I can’t smell it any more. What I smell is just the smell of cooking smoke. Seeing that rows of brand-new houses are increasing year by year, it’s almost covered by the river, but this time we don’t worry about the Big Wolf and bad guys by the river. Similarly, more and more people are fishing in the river, so sometimes we go early in the morning and go up all the time, once I went to anlezhuang village unexpectedly. I got a lot of big fish along the way. That was the happiest time. I was busy in the third year of junior high school, so I seldom went there. Until the senior high school entrance examination, I graduated from junior high school and had nothing to do during the holiday, waiting for the arrival of the notice, so several companions got together again and prepared to go to the happy world of childhood to play. What was in front of us was that the water in the river became very narrow, rare and shallow. Let alone those who fish, there are few fish, not as many as before. I can catch several fish in one afternoon with my hands. Looking back suddenly, I saw that rows of neatly arranged houses were hundreds of meters away from the river. Now I understand that our happy world no longer exists, I can only look for childhood memories in my memory. The river in our memory, so clear and so beautiful, is always the most beautiful river in our hearts. We can’t erase our memory of her even if time flies. 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…

At that time, we were still young

Sometimes, I would leave everything aside without scruple, leave all the sadness and pain behind my head, and ride my bike along the long endless path. I once walked along such a familiar path, but gradually found myself lost and had no direction. Maybe I would encounter something, maybe I would encounter it. At that time, we were young and lacked all kinds of capital, but we didn’t lack youth, so we played crazily like eating plain melon seeds. Everything was natural and indifferent. However, sometimes, looking back, dreams are far away and unreachable. All of a sudden, I stood there, confused, ignorant, who is the direction of WHO, who is the dream of who, I grabbed the most heart-wrenching pain with my hands, let life be full of excitement. I try my best to make him so tortured. Maybe that moment is the time to feel comfortable. Suddenly one day, I would step on a bicycle crazily, walk through the dusty world of the state city, slowly lose myself, leave all my worries behind, and ride crazily, just like driving lifeline, then a sudden brake, let the vibration tell yourself that you are still sober. Maybe there was a moment when I suddenly found that everything was no longer right, whether it was too late or there was no chance. I was also suddenly scared, afraid that one day, I would lose more, to have nothing, nothing, worth or not. I handed all these questions to the car to finish. Just like sometimes, when a play is over, I want to leave alone without leaving anything, so silent, without sigh, cheers and traces. But one day, I suddenly found that when I couldn’t let everything go, what did it mean when I turned back. At that time, we were very young, and everything would be indifferent. Even if we fell down, we could still get up fiercely and tell the whole world that I was still very strong. We climbed the tree when we were young together, listened to those songs that we used to be so familiar with, and held hands: it’s getting cold, I will keep you warm. Are there too many stories hidden in the Back Mountain, countless drops, tears, tears that are not willing to be seen by others, fear, loneliness, loss and laughter, the warmest embrace of that time, is there an old place sometimes? When one day you suddenly find me gone, you will find me there. Sometimes, you suddenly sit beside me, close to the warmest heart, watching your sweet smile, and suddenly find that there are no troubles, and you can’t remember, I can’t remember anything or nothing. In winter, you need a warm heart. If you are lonely and closed for a long time, your hidden care, confidence, smile and everything will gradually feel exhausted, I dare not face myself, others or everything here. I even give up everything suddenly. No matter what I ask, I will not worry about anything I say. A person’s quiet music is so light and soft, like a warm flower after the fourth grade. I will escape from everything, even if I feel distressed and bitter. This is wrong, and it will definitely be wrong. I said worry, this is worry. If you love your dream, you should pursue it well. Don’t Stop, work harder, be confident, learn more and see more, and gradually become stronger. At that time, we were young and could do anything and nothing. When we waited in one place, I would find that everything we had at that time would not feel lonely and lonely, and sealed ourselves up, you can no longer worry about anything. No sigh, no tolerance. Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Watch warm

What he was familiar with was the wooden house built by him with cedar trees and the small yard surrounded by mud. The house was on the hillside. Looking from a distance, it was like a broken straw hat embedded in the green mountain forest. The wind blew and shook, as if it could be lifted to the sky at any time. This is a magical place. Speaking of magic, that is, there is no decent road and no means of transportation. It’s OK, it’s all on one leg. The S shape of the curved mountain road is like a thin line leading to the village at the foot of the mountain. Strangely, why didn’t this old man move to the foot of the mountain and why didn’t he live with those villagers? With some astonishment, I asked and finally understood his story. Before, the old man had a wife, and they loved him very much. There are no children under the knee. Decades of life in and out, are supporting each other. Originally I lived with villagers, but later my wife left. Speaking of his wife, she was very capable. She managed all the big and small matters outside the family. The reason was that the old man was in poor health and often coughed, which was even worse when the weather changed. In the climate of eastern Sichuan, vertical airflow activities are frequent, mainly because of the mountains! One dusk, the wind and rain suddenly came to this small village. The Old Man’s cough scared his wife at a loss. There was no cough medicine at home, and the hospital was far away from the village, my wife was so anxious that she kept scolding this changeable day. It is also true. After all, the two old men have no culture and lack calmness and calmness in emergency situations. Sadly, due to the constraint of geographical environment, or even the civilization of human beings, they haven’t affected their secular dullness, so that their wife doesn’t consider the consequences and what will happen? She hurried out of the house and went up the mountain to find a kind of herbal medicine to cure cough under the wind and rain. She had never seen this herbal medicine with her own eyes, but heard from the Master Zhuang that it was called Baoshi Lotus. Also called Dragon grass scale, it crawls on wet stones and can be used as medicine to relieve cough. My wife thought, why don’t I try it and look for it. Therefore, she went up the mountain like this. It was not fake that her wife could do it. She couldn’t see that she was worse than a young man when she went up the mountain. Fortunately, she didn’t go up the mountain once or twice. But today is different. The rain is heavy and the mountain road is hard to walk. After all, the old man is old. She came to the hillside and saw the similar grass on the cliff, so she wanted to fetch it. The grass was held in the palm of his hand, but he slipped under his feet and plop. His eyes were black and he knew nothing. It was originally a gloomy dusk, and the night soon became dark in the roaring wind and rain. The old man didn’t know, the villagers didn’t know. The poor and lonely wife ended her busy life on the silent Road. The next morning, the wind stopped and the rain stopped. The old man who was still coughing asked someone to find his wife’s body. Holding a bunch of grass tightly in one hand. Seeing this scene, the old man beat his chest. Think about how your wife and yourself are separated from each other. Moving lips, two lines of tears flowed down. Since then, the old man left the village and moved to the hillside alone. The villagers didn’t understand why he lived for three years, and the old man never wanted to talk about it with the villagers. I didn’t dare to use words to lift the old man’s painful memories, nor did I dare to ask him about the days after his wife left and how he would live in the future. In my opinion, it seems that there is still a kind of power to support the old man every day. When I found the old man silent, I observed that the old man stayed in the house alone, looking at the cliff which was stripped away by years outside the wooden house, I felt very uneasy. It was full of Dragon grass scales, it is also the place where his wife fell down. What on earth does he want to do? Whether he had planned to follow his wife to hide in the mountains or forests in the future or someday. I once talked with the old man, but I didn’t find that the old man had such a behavior, let alone the feeling of closing his eyes and forgetting everything. I think the old man is like this because of his wife! He didn’t want his wife to be alone. He wanted to let himself feel that his wife was right in front of him in the place where his wife fell down. He wanted to build a wooden house here, waiting for his wife to come back at any time. Three years is not a long time, and I hurried past in a blink of an eye, but it is a long time for an old man. When I understand the only sustenance in the old’s heart, I understand that watch is a stubborn belief. Even if one day I am too old to move my steps, my heart is still bright, still full of warmth. Life is too short. Why can’t we let go like old people who are still running around and struggling with some things? Be simple and sincere. As long as you have love and faith in your heart, you will not be lonely. No one knows that the old man is attached to this lonely mountain, and no one can record the old man and his wife in words. In the mountains, the old man is not lonely, and the old man can lean down, listen to the caring voice of my wife …… 2011.12.20 grass in Dazhou, Sichuan Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…