Strings falling tenderness

Gentle breeze, mixed with the red light of the Rising Sun, reflects on the sparkling lake surface. On the lake, there were her smile, his smile and my smile. The night quietly covered the sky with a black coat. Not far away, under the pavilion with fallen leaves scattered, a graceful woman stroked the strings of the piano, looking up and sighing. The Moonlight was shining on the broken stars, reflecting on her cheeks, making people crazy. The string sounds are everywhere, but tears cannot be suppressed for a long time. They roll between the strings, depicting pictures of nostalgia. The laughter, the touch and the unwillingness of the past have already turned into pieces of floating clouds, but they can still tear their hearts and make them feel painful. The worry in my heart, where I return. The wings of ephemera, picking clothes. The worry in my heart, return to me. Ephemera digs and reads, linen is like snow. The worry of my heart, what should I say? The sadness surrounded my heart, and pieces of red leaves added a sad style to the pavilion, lingering. Do you know I am waiting for you? The red leaves are withered and yellow, and time has passed away. Can I find her in my dream by waiting, waiting in the rain and familiar fragrance? In the pool, lotus leaves twisted her weak body, humming the melody of love; Leaves opened their eyes, providing me with a broader vision; On the path, cherry blossoms were full of Bloom. I adjusted my clothes and went straight to the pavilion. The music echoed, missing? Feeling sorrow? Long? Or pursuit? Who knows the worry? Whoever knows it, don’t think about it. 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…

Broken Words Before Dawn

Late at night on weekends, it was very quiet after the noise, so quiet that no extra noise could be heard. I am not a night owl, but I like to indulge occasionally and talk with the night all night long. Walking towards the balcony, I felt the rare tranquility quietly. Looking up, I could not see the Big Dipper or the distant place where I settled down the next day. Still hesitating, still in a daze at a loss. In the early morning, the night was as cold as water, stirring up a little sadness and decorating the whole night. I am always used to leaning against the corner of the wall in this quiet night, counting the memories repeatedly, regardless of the past or the present. This city has always been indifferent, and I gradually get used to this kind of indifference. I always watch out and be vigilant, which seems to be more acute than animals. Sometimes, an illusion like a grave strikes frequently. The sufferings in life were not rejected by my own ability, so I chose to bear them silently and endure them. As time passes, I have unconsciously trained Diamond is not bad. When I walked into the surging crowd, I always felt strong to others. I had to admit that I pretended to be strong and really gorgeous, and cheated him or her around me. But every time I unload my heavy leather bag in the middle of the night, I am still fragile and vulnerable. Occasionally indulged in the midnight, I was indeed very presumptuous. I dared to think anything and could think anything. I even thought of death and the birth and death of every minute. It was a state of mind that could not be said, just like accidentally digging out the buried missing, just like penetrating poison, which was about to suffocate, but obsessed with addiction, and could not stop. I don’t know when, I have boarded a train of sadness, huddled in my corner, quietly as a spectator. Look at people coming and going, flowers blooming and falling, the struggle for fame and wealth, verbal warfare, the impermanent life and death, the joys and sorrows, and the surface I can see. It seems to have something to do with me, but it seems to have nothing to do with me, and I can’t say it clearly. Forced to survive, I wandered in the crowd reluctantly, feeling natural selection, the jungle, friendship like wind, Love waves in my heart, feelings that I can feel and words that I can feel. I weave an invisible net for myself, cutting off the reality and illusion, just like day and night. I tried to separate me from the crowd, so there would be no me in the noise, and I could lose calmly, because I never wanted to get it, so there would be no disappointment. I am proud of it, thinking that I can cope with such a messy game life by firmly grasping the remaining youth tail. Wandering in the midnight before dawn, I indulged myself just because it was dark, and no one could see the mask I removed. I am presumptuous, just because it is quiet, no one can overhear my cowardice under strength. The footsteps of Dawn are approaching, and I gather thousands of thoughts hastily, forcing myself to fall asleep and have a good sleep. It is possible to wake up the next day. I wear a mask that is inseparable from me and smile continuously, continue to live, even if the smile is just an expression, you should also laugh heartily. If you are not strong, who can you show your vulnerability? 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…

Pain

Pain, pain, pain! This kind of feeling is not the first time. It is just like acupuncture, and sometimes it is like knife, axe and saw. I know that this is the mark left by life and another form of experiencing life. I don’t know I am should appreciate life or hate life? As long as I feel painful, I will have a strange feeling: am I going to die? Although I don’t know exactly where the value of living is and what people live for, I still don’t want to die and want to live. Because, I know that life is not my own. People live with care and responsibility. I am not living for me alone. I still clearly remember the helpless and painful moments one by one, the suffering years, day by day, minute by minute, second by second. At that time, my body and mind were attacked by ruthless storms. At that time, I often felt cold, even in the hot summer. At that time, I often heard my heartbreaking voice, heartbreaking to despair and helplessness. Family affection and morality are like two swords hanging on my head all the time. I can’t surpass myself or the bottom line of being a human being to shout loudly. I am like a struggling fish, and I can’t walk out of the heart net that I weave for myself. Relatives, do you know what kind of blow I was suffering at that time? Relatives, do you know that my heart has been scarred? Relatives, do you know my desperate mood of losing confidence in life? Relatives, how do you know the sad feeling that my life is worse than death? However, the storm did not stop! Even as for growing! Do you laugh at others with sarcasm? Are you proud of hitting others and making her feel painful? However, how can I see that you smile at others? I asked very little, just a little bit, a little bit of warmth and love in the world, that’s enough. I remembered a fable story: the woodcutter saved a little bear, and the mother bear was very grateful to him. One day, the mother bear arranged a sumptuous dinner to entertain him. The next morning, the Woodman said to the mother bear, “You treat me well, but the only thing I am not satisfied with is the bad smell on you. Although the mother bear was unhappy, she said: As compensation, you can cut me with an axe! The woodcutter did what he did. Several years later, the woodcutter met the female bear again and asked if the wound on his head had recovered. The mother bear said: It hurt for a while, and I forgot after the wound healed. However, I will never forget what you said that time! Fable is naturally just a fable, but isn’t the truth it shows obvious? Language damage sometimes exceeds physical damage, because it hurts the heart and soul. When you act willingly and lose your temper to others, do you know that your language is like a nail hole on the wall, which has left scars in others’ hearts? Do you know that verbal injury is more serious than hurting human body, just like a female bear can forget the pain on her head, but can’t forget the verbal injury? Pain, for me, exists objectively. Including the body and soul, I am a kind person by nature. I don’t want to blame anyone, nor do I want to hate anyone. Staying away from harm is the best way for me. In a book, we can see the three evils of Zen, that is, to have a zen heart. First, we must be carefree, regretful and complaint-free. Remember the three noes of Zen heart. Do you have worries in your heart when you often look back at the internal photos? Is there any regret? Is there any complaint? I hope that I will always reflect on myself, clean up my meaning, and constantly purify, transform and put down my worries, regrets and complaints. 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…

First drop of tears

In the first half of 1997, I graduated from primary school and took a vacation for more than two months. I was bored and bored, and there was nothing to do. Maybe it was because I stayed at the grade twice in primary school, or I was not motivated at the primary school stage, and my poor grades disappointed them again and again, in desperation, the teachers are not leaving me any more. From the very beginning, I was informed to my parents about the matter of relegation. But at that time, it was not me who had the final say, but my parents and teachers who had the final say, so when my classmates two years younger than me were together, I felt uncomfortable and felt guilty mentally. No one can imagine the only guilt and inner pain. Then, when I was in junior high school, my uncle, aunt and neighbors all persuaded me not to study and asked me to go to work in the city. I seemed a little unwilling, I didn’t listen to their opinions, but still wanted to read. I didn’t know what the reading energy in my mind was. Maybe I felt very lonely at that time, living alone in a quiet mountain village, it seemed that the feeling of desolation scared me very much, so no matter how bad my study was, I had to finish the nine-year compulsory education. Moreover, I felt that this day was a long time. I waited for several days and didn’t come yet. I was in a hurry. Sometimes, I was afraid of my aunt’s nagging, and I dared not go to my uncle’s home, so I was always depressed in my own home. From then on, I fell in love with the habit of reading books. My mother was good at one sentence: You are so good at reading, and you have been admitted to college, so you can really read books, you won’t read it again. I was scolded by my mother at that time. Well, I couldn’t wait to burn all the books. My graduation exam has passed for a long time, and I don’t know how my grades are. I have been looking forward to it. When I was anxious until the fifth day, the admission notice for junior high school came, but I didn’t write the score on it, so I couldn’t find out whether my score was bad or excellent. However, I I am happy to receive the admission notice, but when the notice was received, but I found that my family had no money for me to study, and I began to feel depressed again. On Friday of that day, my father went outside to collect books for me, and there were only my mother and me at home. It was very hard for my father to borrow money outside. A week passed without waiting for my father’s people to come back. I was bored at home and occasionally helped my mother do some housework, but most of the time, I sat alone at the head of the bed or in a wheelchair in a daze. When I was really unable to sit at home, I went to my uncle’s door to turn around, because the path of my uncle’s home was the only way to go to junior high school, so I would watch them go back and forth when going to and from middle school, it seems that I will feel that I have not given up on the way of reading. My father didn’t come back after borrowing money, but there were more gossips at home. At that time, my aunt often nagged about my father in front of my ears. I felt terrified. Why did this happen? Why is dad like this? Dad! Come back soon! Come back soon! I would rather not study than let you suffer such grievances and insults. Dad! Dad! What’s wrong with you? Why do they say that about you? I have been thinking that I have been waiting for his return. Aunt said: Your father is too bad. He can do such a thing, which really loses your face. At first, I didn’t know what happened. I asked aunt with a heavy heart: what’s the matter? Is there anything so serious? Aunt became more angry and said: Your father is outside. In order to lend you money to study, he first went to your aunt’s house. He said that he wanted to buy cattle at home and needed to borrow money. Then aunt went to know about it, this is not the case, so I don’t lend it. Then go to Ye Ting’s house in the ancient city. Your father’s friend said he wanted to buy fertilizer and borrow some money. Ye Ting’s house didn’t have it, so he went to your grandmother’s house to borrow it from your two uncles, your father said he was building a house, and your uncle happened to meet Changgen in the village and asked him. The topic was exposed, so he had to borrow it from his aunt’s home in Ningbo and changlv town, they didn’t have a home, so they had to go to the streets to ask for it. In fact, I really wanted to ask the reason at that time. He knew so much that he knew everything clearly when he went to Ningbo and evergreen. Was he an immortal. But I thought if I really asked if those words were useful, I might as well wait for my father to come back. I have heard it for several times, and she just said that you should stop studying and just go outside to work. I also thought that I would not study as long as my father came back, but sometimes I was unwilling. No matter what others advised, I insisted on having a few classes in school, can you comfort your heart! As for Aunt’s words, I don’t want to listen to them any more, nor do I want to use them immediately. Several days after the school started, my father was nowhere to be seen. At that time, I was a little worried, but the gossip was not stopped, but spread constantly. While thinking about my father’s coming back in my heart, I also hoped that my father could borrow the money back, and I could study well. I didn’t want to give up at once, but it didn’t work. Since there were rumors, my heart was tortured to death. Mom? In addition to complaining about my father, sometimes she would scold me with a few words. Maybe she was more upset than me recently, so she wanted to talk about me, and once she talked about me, I won’t gnaw any more. One day, I went to my aunt’s house again. Because of boredom, I went to dig bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest behind my aunt’s house. When I was really digging, I suddenly heard my mother crying, I came down and found that my aunt was talking about my father, which made my mother pale. Therefore, sometimes my mother tried her best to explain to herself, sometimes she was helpless, because she felt that she couldn’t wash herself even she jumped into the Yellow River, she cried when she felt wronged. In fact, it may be something that my mother instigated me. The most important thing is my own requirement, which forced my father to curse for the ages outside. To say wrong, it is my fault in the final analysis, so I should reflect on myself. When I heard that my mother was crying sadly, I also felt extremely sad. After these days, mom has been in a bad mood, and she doesn’t talk much. I am very worried when I see my mother like this. A few days later, a week has passed since the school started, and I really miss my father. I don’t know how my father is doing outside, which may be the most anxious thing for me. On the evening of the day, when the sun was nearly setting, my father came back. I went out and called my father for the first time, as if my father and I hadn’t met each other for several years. My father took out 300 yuan in cash from his pocket to let me go to school. In fact, the money was just a fraction, which was not enough to pay the book fee at all. The second sister said it was Uncle’s contribution in front of outsiders, but not all of them, because I took 300 yuan to pay the book fee, my uncle didn’t go with me. He didn’t ask me to go to junior high school before he said dad didn’t come. Instead, he repeatedly persuaded me to give up studying, now my father took the money and paid a part of my book fee to let me study. It was a little exaggerated to say their contribution. My father had just arrived at home, but he hadn’t had a rest yet. He was shouted by my mother. It was true that my mother’s grievance was vented. However, my father became angry at once and didn’t know who to tell, he was so angry that he was going to confront him. Mom said: you are coming! Did you cheat that family of money? Oh! You are really capable. If you are such a person, you can’t cheat money. You go to beg for dinner. Dad shouted: who said it! Who said it! You call me! Confronted me. Mom said: no confrontation, the village has spread all over! You will know when you go to the village to inquire. You also listen to them like this. Is their words so good? Dad said. Mom said: Your sister-in-law is also saying that you can ask him if you don’t believe it. You must know what you do! Later, my father didn’t know whether he had confronted him, so this matter couldn’t be solved. But my father and mother hadn’t talked for a long time and kept silent all the time. As for me, because my father borrowed money for me, I started to go to junior high school. 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…

Have you ever remembered Xia Yuhe in Daming Lake?

Daming Lake, I’m coming, quietly. I don’t want to disturb you. I really admire you for a long time. Finally, on the third day of the Lunar New Year in, our whole family went out together to visit you, visit you, your natural lake. You, a long-known beautiful lake, came to you quietly in a white cotton suit. Excited, what are you looking forward? I don’t know, just for a glimpse of your charming elegant demeanour, seeing Daming Lake, my mood undulating for a long time, and knowing a story about love. Someone asked me, can you remember Xia Yuhe in Daming Lake? This sentence made me face the depressed willow trees by the lake, and the red lanterns were hung on the winding corridor of broken bridge and began a charming imagination: what kind of woman is Xia Yuhe? In those years, Emperor Qianlong of Qing Dynasty once traveled by the lake and met Xia Yuhe, a woman who made him excited. He just gave birth to a love affair. Of course, Xia Yuhe was a fairy figure who was proficient in all aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, gentle, elegant, and beautiful. Otherwise, how could he match the Emperor? Xia Yuhe met and fell in love with Emperor Qianlong at the bank of Daming Lake. Later, he gave birth to a daughter named Ziwei gege. But due to political relations, Qianlong left Yuhe and promised that she would come back to find her. However, Yu he had the flesh and blood of Qianlong. But Qianlong never came back. Yuhe was very disappointed. When she died, she told her daughter Ziwei about this and asked her to go to the capital to find her father Qianlong. Xia Yuhe had the courage to break through the ethics, but he died of the feudal ethics. She said such a classic sentence, waiting for a lifetime, hating for a lifetime, complaining for a lifetime, thinking for a lifetime, but still grateful to God, let me have this wait, hate, complain, people who can imagine, otherwise, life will be a dry well, and it will be boring. As a woman’s life, Xia Yuhe didn’t live in vain. She fell in love with a man worthy of love. She is happy and worth it. In the Lixia Pavilion in Daming Lake, I tasted sweet and delicious lotus root powder in front of the window, overlooking the center of the lake, and the waves were shining. Imagine the scene of Xia Yuhe and Qianlong drinking tea in the wind and rain Pavilion in those years. Xia Yuhe once brewed a cup of lotus tea for Qianlong himself. This lotus tea must be made by Xia Yuhe with fresh lotus petals, tender lotus leaves and lotus seeds, it is made of rock sugar and so on, which is extraordinary. Qianlong sipped a mouthful of raw fragrance and was amazed. This was something he had never drunk before, and lotus root starch was also my first drink. Qianlong couldn’t help picking up the folding fan beside him, drawing a picture of smoke and rain and inscribing a poem to Yu He: After the rain, the lotus is exposed, and the spring color of the city reflects the sunrise. Daming Lake has a good upwind light, Taiyue peak is high and Shengze is long. After writing, I solemnly gave it to Xia Yuhe. Xia Yuhe is an extremely intelligent and considerate woman. She knows very well that this love may not last long. In order to show her mind, she wrote an ancient Yuefu poem on Jinpa, which was sent back to Qianlong, saying: you should be like a rock, and your concubine should be like Pu Wei. The cattail is as tough as silk, and the rock has no transfer. Therefore, the story of Emperor Qianlong and Xia Yuhe spread by the Lake of Daming in Jinan. Daming Lake adds more touching legends and charm. Daming Lake, I’m. Tasting, watching, recalling and recalling Daming Lake are concentrated in my memory. My mood, love and feelings are all concentrated in my words. Just to commemorate my trip to Spring Festival. Do you remember why frogs in Daming Lake Don’t scream? Do you remember why there is no water snake in Daming Lake? But do you remember Xia Yuhe in Daming Lake like me? Emperor, do you still remember Xia Yuhe at the bank of Daming Lake? 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…

Winter Warm Sun

On winter night, the cold wind blows gently, and the moon is as quiet as water. I stood in silence in front of the window, and a burst of heart-wrenching pain came to my heart; I suddenly remembered that I hadn’t walked hand in hand with you for a long time, that long path, listening to the heartbeat silently and appreciating the moon together, staring at you quietly and quietly in your eyes. How to get rid of this sadness and how quiet your mood is? The past years have been berthed on the boundless river bank of the distant lovesickness, but the heart sail sailing to the shore does not know where to go, and the love voice of the Iraqi people in the distance is thinking about the promise of the afterlife, just because the heart which was never forgotten stayed in the sailing boat of dream. However, the love in this life can only bloom in the narrow roadside flowers and plants, and there is no one watching it quietly. It can only be the fragrance in your heart and mine that affects you and me in this life. However, in our immortal life, the boundless beach in our dream, and the bright floating snowflakes in the north, have you ever left your figure? Can you and me walk in Guilin landscape full of romantic charm? Can I find you in my dream in the surging waves of the world? I don’t know, how long will it take to look back this time to meet you again? I don’t know how long it will take for the next fate and where can I wait for you? Maybe hundreds of years later, the promise of the next life will make you and me get together again. At that time, I will hold your hand and walk together without delay, and will not miss the beloved you again, I won’t let tears run across your face once, and I won’t let you and me miss the warm winter sunshine. I want to keep this winter, not because the snow in this winter makes me nostalgic, but because I have waited for a winter dawn without your figure, how many mornings, how many winds, how many cold fog, how many dreams you want to forget, how many warm winter days, never expect the well-known foot sounds. I remember that day, the sky was so cloudy that snowflakes fell on me one by one. I stared at that path crazily, expecting your figure to appear in the snowflakes. In the distance, the mountains and fields were slowly enveloped in the white haze by pieces of snowflakes. I stretched out my hands. The cold snow gently slipped down on my palm, as soft as cotton, as light as reed flowers and as white as silver. The heavy me slowly approached the jungle, but the mountain was still the same. Everything had made the cold snow destroy the beautiful scenery of the past. However, the deep and shallow footprints of the line behind him are so lonely and lonely. Perhaps, this winter will be sad in the depth of endless missing, and quietly looking forward to it in the cold night? It should be noted that this winter is hard to be forgotten by me. I just want to walk out of the confused forest and let my heart have a little peace and a short rest. However, that morning, in the rising morning sun of the warm winter, I watched the warm rising winter in the light sunshine, so new and so warm. I looked at the long clear sky, and from time to time there was a cold wind attacking me, which startled me from the scene of intoxication. That red sun had broken away from the bondage of the mountain, with warm sunshine, the coolness of winter is dispelled cleanly. At that moment, all the beauty was as warm as the warm sun. At that moment, my heart was filled with a kind of desire, hoping that if you were around me, with a shallow smile, listen to the voice of the nature with me, stare at the rising of the glow, laugh happily together, and walk through this warm winter together, then I will pick up the stars all over the sky and let the sun rise every day, let flowers bloom all the time, and let life create immortal miracles. I would like to think that in the deep of that remote path, you can come with a smile, pick a black tea for you beside the shade of the green grass, and don’t put it on your flying hair, the fragrance of flowers on your hands makes the warmth flow around you. I wonder if you can accompany me to the hillside of that small Hall and listen gently to the leaves moving when the mountain wind blows through the treetop, and when the Milky Way shining under the moon, quietly, you and I are listening to a beautiful legend. I want to spend the warm sunshine of that winter with you. 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…

Constant care

2012 nian 1 yue 1 ri. Midnight. Under the call of expectations, the new year finally came. In a flash, 2011 was already a year that was once and was about to be forgotten. Time, like leakage sand, 1.1 drop, from fingers passage, year after year, day after day, never stopped. At the end of each year, TV will broadcast some important events that happened in a year, such as natural disasters, man-made disasters, exciting plays, or mournful songs. Every story has a song-and-cry process, which makes people shake their heads and feel sorry, or cry with joy, arousing their thoughts of looking back suddenly. The Earth, which had been wet by the rain for several weeks, was about to leave in the old year when it was full of sunshine again. The Silent Sky was restored to darkness, and it was no longer a dark storm. A crescent moon hung in the quiet night sky, splashing a touch of soft moonlight. The night wind also stopped roaring with the disappearance of the rain, lightly touching the curtain, when people were excited to count down every minute to celebrate the New Year, when the first gorgeous and unusual fireworks burst out in the dark sky, I used to carry a bleak and lonely under the dim light, once again, it struck the endless whisper of the soul. Looking back on, I really felt a lot about how I went through this period of time. I once thought that in that year, my greatest achievement was to know a group of friends who had the same interests and fell in love with words. Along the way, with a heavy burden, I wandered in the vast sea of nets, looking for an unknown place to let my heart rest. The sun rises and the moon falls, and the stars turn around. Listening to the morning bell and drums, facing the sunset and morning dew, I unconsciously came to prose online, as if I had come to a paradise. There are many poetic writers living here, including wind, rain, cloud, mountain, water, sea, stream and dream. There are all kinds of them, and all the net names are so freehand brushwork. And here, I met my network sister and teacher. My fate began to change when I stepped into prose online, personal library and QQ. I went from an unknown nobody, alone, walking and writing, until I had the company of many friends and the attention of my sisters. With my articles, facing my poems, sad for me and praying for me. It never occurred to me that entering this colorful world with broken chapters would open up a new world for my own life. Mottled memory, wrinkled diary, sad words, trembling hands, bumpy journey and wild weeds spread on this warm stage with the change of four seasons. I knew I had found a place to live, and I was sure that this place would be my place to stay. Therefore, I have three homes. Looking at my increasingly mature chapters, I gradually found that I could write touching articles without flowery words; I could warm people’s hearts without sonorous words. I weave my dreams attentively, write articles and poems, and talk with my dear sisters and friends in the chat room. I am happy to have idle talk. Under every caring and caring question, I enjoy everyone’s love and feel everyone’s infinite blessings. I thought that I could welcome the new year with a hope and a joy, but I didn’t expect to get a bad sorrow of my closest relative at the end of the year, which made me stand in the wind and speechless for a long time. Tears wet the drying eyes again. My heart is so painful! The setting sun is still close to dusk all the time. She once tried her best to explain my sadness; She once spoke angrily to me for my story; She, she once lighted up my front for my lost direction; She once worried about my online life, and worried that I would get hurt again if I was sad. But now, I can only accept this evil consumption helplessly, looking at her wet eyes helplessly. When I heard the bad news related to her, I couldn’t help feeling guilty. I thought, in these days, have I really tried to erase the past? In the past year, have I ever really thought about how many invisible tears my fall brought to my close relatives around me? And she, seeing me continue to be sad, and continue to be depressed for a relationship without ending, How painful is her heart? I still remember that she told me countless times that she wanted to see a brand new self. Standing in front of the window, my eyes were full of tears, thinking over and over again. I have been indulged in my own writing, bringing my life into QQ chat room, but ignoring the care of my close relatives and the expectations of my close relatives. I told myself, the awake! Life is so short. If I don’t pull myself out, it will really waste her mind and I can’t afford her. For her, I would like to find myself and my smile back. In the vast sea of nets, there are three flowers, two moons, two teachers, two small animals, a star, a dream ~ daffodils, red plum, sea sunflower, ancient moon, Water Moon, stupid Rat, Little Bird, Phoenix Tree, teacher Sun, principal Xu, Xinghui, Deep Dream. Every one has accompanied me through countless lonely nights, and every one has looked through my mood portrayal. With everyone’s encouragement and attention, I am very surprised to see my works gradually mature and the article is chosen as the best one. In fact, I once doubted whether the articles I wrote were prose or not. I have even thought about whether I have ever hurt anyone in this journey. People have joys and sorrows, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and the world is full of banquets. For the sake of my closest relatives, I must stay away from these idyllic places temporarily. I must go back to real life and care for the people around me, to find my direction. I want her to see me out of the haze, and I want her to see my smile. I will take advantage of my writing and chatting time to care about the people around me; I will take advantage of my spare time to worship Buddha and chant scriptures for her, accompany her and care for her, until her expectations for me come true. Although I am about to leave, I have a hard concern for everyone, a constant concern. Thank you for your support and care all the way. I will always remember it in my heart. I hope that in every dead night, when you open the window and look out of the window, you will hear my whispers in the wind, and maybe you will see the moon full and the moon lacking hanging in the sky. But I want to tell you that in my heart, the moon is intact every night. Perhaps, the missing part is my concern for you and my missing for you. When I return, I hope to show you a brand-new self and bring you a brand-new Masterpiece. Then, I will reach the wish of my closest relatives! 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…

Childhood ferry

I don’t know why, every time when I am busy and exhausted, or when I lose something in my heart, I will think of the ferry in my childhood by accident. I just want to go back to that old street and take a childhood ferry to cross the other side I wanted to go. On the other side of the ferry is my childhood cave, which is located in a mountain that has existed for a long time by Songhua Lake. And there is also a very beautiful name, Peony Peak. In this troubled world, many things change unconsciously, and the change is so overwhelming. But in the depth of everyone’s heart, there is almost an inch of untouchable weakness. However, after many years, when I was facing the mountains that still smiled at me and looked down at me with infinite love like when I was a child, the unknown weakness hidden in my heart for many years, for example, the sponge soaked in water expands rapidly. I remembered that it was in early spring that my brother and I drove back to the land where I had been missing for a long time when I grew up in my childhood during the break of work vacation. The heart that was originally a little annoyed became calm because of standing on this land. Looking at the passing pedestrians and eager for familiar faces, although I haven’t been here for many years, I still feel so familiar and friendly when walking in this street! It was the dazzling red Yingshan red in the sunshine that was seen from the water on the peony peak in early spring. After getting on the ship, the ship slowly sailed to the other side. The warm and cold spring breeze has been blowing my face and clothes. I quietly stare at the Peony Peak on the other side. The oncoming mountain color suddenly turns into green under the reflection of lake water and sunshine, KUER turns into bright red, KUER turns into dark green, KUER turns into dark purple, and every change is so familiar with every color. Yes, this is my memory and color lingering in my heart, my heart which is speechless but no one can understand, and the sadness that lingers in my heart when I was young! After such a long time, standing on the ferry of childhood again, the sadness in my heart still lingers. In the mountains that looked down at me quietly, that sadness was waiting there quietly. In a flash, the weakest part of the heart was touched again, and the eyes were sorrowful and hazy. It turns out that everything can hurt people. Change can hurt people, and change can also hurt people. All the things should be blamed on the stubborn heart that is not willing to forget. It turned out that the feeling of not giving up when I left in those years and the helplessness, today, many years later, unexpectedly, had a faint pain in my heart again. Although everything has changed and things in those years have become the past, there are still some unchanging traces there. That is the oncoming Peony Peak and the rippling Pine lake surrounded by the mountain. This is the secret pain in my heart. Every time when I am blurred and decadent because of life, my heart will return to the past I remember, and those bitter sketches of childhood which are dusty in my heart will emerge one after another. The past and the past that belonged to me made me unable to let go in my whole life. I want to go back to that old street again, take the ferry when I was a child, visit me again, and go to the other side where I wanted to go. Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Cherish life

Sister Wang opened a sweat steaming restaurant in her house. I often went to her house, and we became friends one after another. A few days ago, she went to her daughter’s home in Beijing, and naturally the responsibility of taking care of her shop fell on my shoulder. Her family has several pots of flowers. Nature is within the care. Because the unit was faced with cutting people, I was also faced with self-examination. The flowers were not watered in time, especially the blooming azaleas, which withered. It was really distressed. I felt very guilty when thinking of Sister Wang’s entrustment. The day before yesterday, I came to Sister Wang’s home. When I came to the store, I walked to the flower on the windowsill in three steps. On the round flowerpot, the leaves of the field are seen. The leaves are stacked layer by layer, like the skirt of a dancing girl in a pavilion. On the layers of leaves, pink flowers stand proudly, with open curling flowers and shy flowers; Just like dancing butterflies and rosy clouds in the blue sky. I gently touched the leaves and kissed the petals quietly. At this time, leaves and flowers also have a little vibration, as if expressing that it has gained new life. Sunshine is like running water, pouring quietly on this leaf and flower. The flowers seem to be wearing a thin wedding mat, and the leaves are more and more green. The sunshine was shining through the window. The leaves leaned closely together, and the faces were facing the sunshine, just like singing a beautiful song. The flowers should also be combined to celebrate a new life! I slowly watered it and cleaned up the shop as usual. Left Here. On the way back, flowers were still shaking in front of my eyes. It seems to say to me: I will cherish life, a tenacious life, and dare to face the test of life forever. I will not abandon or give up when facing life! The flower has been reborn, how happy I am! It suddenly occurred to me that everyone would face the test of life. Yes, people are like this, isn’t flowers the same? Flowers can still be so tenacious, How can human beings, as the soul of all things, be depressed? Flowers can cherish life and create miracles of life. We should treat life like this flower: Never abandon life, never give up! 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…

Flowing

Start to reply text messages and phone calls selectively. For those who don’t want to pay attention to it for the time being, let each other hold each other quietly. Can leave. Not retaining. I have have nothing. What else will I fear. It just rained heavily. The whole world is blacklisted. Is the weather there good. I know nothing about you. Even the weather forecast gave up to understand. Are both satisfied with this result. Do you think it’s enough. Both of them are willful and hopeless pride. I often have fierce arguments with myself. If you can’t get entangled, what should be done is appropriate. In the end, they all compromised. Let’s all be quiet, have a good sleep and live simply. Maybe I will still think wildly, but I will not invade anyone and reserve a little self-humble right. [Night and night] I am belongs to the night. You once said you were the same. There are so many similarities with each other, and after leaving, there is so much time to think of them. As long as my habits and preferences do not change what I am good at, then you will stay in my life all the time. I don’t mind if it hurts for a long time. Tears can drop at any time. I don’t know what kind of desolation is in my heart. Weather so brave. But I am no longer laughing. Did you really take away my happy income. But not many people are saying that happiness belongs to themselves. How can you take them away. Sometimes I really admire your magic. You are so wonderful. I said calmly, please endure for a while, and I will be almost over and getting better. Sorry for causing you trouble these days. God knows how big a lie this is. I said I am man without reservation. The things decided to give will never be collected again. Even if you don’t want you, I can no longer take it back. Let them rot somewhere. Maybe you won’t understand. In fact, you don’t have to understand it. After all, it is nothing meaningful to you. [True] I am not true. I have been floating on the sea of this world. Ready to be salvaged at any time. Have a Heart home. A stable home. I once thought it was OK. That’s it. There are too many wishes. Finally, it cannot be pardoned. Not no. Rebuild your own fortress. No one is allowed to enter or leave freely. Both of them said too absolute words. Neither did they. The meaning of traveling is that you leave me. And I didn’t want to destroy you in extreme after I left you. I don’t want to lose both sides. No matter when, I hope you live a good life. I know you too well, dear child, it always makes people feel uneasy and distressed. I. Nothing. I will be fine. You do what you want to do without worrying about my feelings. Although the rebound in my heart is so strong, they are actually awkward for a while. Really, nothing can hurt me. I really love you and wait for an unreal future. [Qingxuan] this is my gesture. Unalterable paranoia and deep love. Time does not cure anything. Just let everything deposit. It makes me feel pain alone at a certain moment. I have got used to my unhappiness, and depression comes so easily. You all need to be happy. You can all have a bright future. Let me be alone in the depth of this dry well, slowly silent. Go to a blank future. Like (prose editor: yuiran) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…