Green Coral Sea.

The time in my memory was covered with moss. I suddenly became fond of missing the past, just like an old man at dusk, used to recalling that long and gentle period of time in the sunset, with a smile of Ning Xi on the corner of my lips. Although the time that belongs to me and can be recalled is not long, it is also beautiful. The background in my memory is always the rolling floating clouds, the large green and bright sunshine, warm and natural. Just like us who were innocent at that time. Sun, birds, tall grass. Paper Airplane, lollipop, dandelion. The whole world is mine. The clear sunshine shook like water, dazzling but not dazzling. Flower Xie flowers. Tide tide. The tide in my mind covered the scenery and was also dyed with green marks. At first, it was just like ink drops in water, just a little bit. Then it gradually rotates and spreads, and finally the cloud dyed a green ocean. Is this the Coral Sea of memory? Stop-motion. Playback. Forgotten. I don’t know whether every memory has to go through such a process. I would like to compress that Green Ocean into a photo and keep it in the corner of my heart without being disturbed. In this way, after hundreds of millions of light years, maybe those accumulated memories can really turn into coral fossils and glow with ancient and mysterious light again? Or, it can’t become anything, or even turn yellow day by day. But some people will remember that under the blue sky, a green ocean once flourished. Everything, buried deep, Coral Sea. 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…

On the train reading

Time is slow, it is a good time to read. I’m ashamed to say that I lost my book the first time I read on the train. It was on the train from Bengbu to Urumqi, watching the prose collection “Wen du ink mark” written by Chen Suoju, a writer in Tongcheng, his hometown. This prose collection about the landscape and culture of Tongcheng was given by Mr. Chen’s disciple Mr. Bai Meng. It took more than 40 hours’ drive to see it with great interest. But until now, I don’t know how such a book was lost. Did you get off the train in a hurry and leave it in the car seat or were led away by the same kind of people? Two years later, I went back to my hometown to visit my relatives. I met teacher Bai Meng who sent me books for the first time. I talked to her about the books she sent me and the experience of losing books. She said that she would send me another book, but that day, I used the contribution fee to buy a set of heavy seven books named Chen Suoju collected works published by Anhui Literature and Art Publishing House. The chapters in “Wen du Mo Chen” were all collected in the anthology, and finally there was no excuse to ask teacher Bai Meng for books. Because the distance between the working place and hometown is too far away, and the nature of work, there is almost one experience of spending a long time on the train every year. Reading is also the best choice. In the first year of work, I went home from Yili and read “Xiu Lu Ji” written by Mr. Sun Li. This Xiulu collection, one of the ten kinds (this name was known two years later) of Geng Tang who was robbed from the old bookstall at a low price of 2.5 yuan, perhaps because he was too young and experienced, he couldn’t understand Mr. Sun Li’s painstaking work condensed by his whole life in his later years. This thin brochure, I read it for dozens of hours along the way, but at last I only remembered a sentence in my dream that the more I knew the way to go back home, the more I could read Sangzi. Remember this sentence, probably because I was homesick when I started to go out at the age of 19, let alone reading it on my way home. What made me not expect was that it was the “Xiu Lu Ji” which looked very ordinary at that time that made me fall in love with Mr. Sun Li’s articles nearly two years later, collecting all the articles that could be collected and reading them again and again, and a set of complete works of writers “Sun Li” was finally put on my bookshelf, which was also the first set of complete works of writers I owned. In addition to this book Xiu Lu Ji, the books read on the train are always unforgettable. That year, I went from Yili to Xinyu, Jiangxi to attend the annual meeting of the National Newspaper Supplement Research Association, and the car changed to train, and then the train changed to car, stop and go, what I carried with me was “Sun Fuyuan prose” published by Baihua Literature and Art Publishing House. This prose collection with many travel notes is suitable for reading on such a journey. Reading while walking, reading while thinking, walking and reading, reading and thinking, I came back and wrote an article “Xinyu: arriving quietly” to participate in the essay of supplement Research Association in that year, and unexpectedly won the first prize. After thinking about it, the award of this article has something to do with the article I read on the way. After the annual meeting, I went back to Yili to see two volumes of “Collected Works of Chu Anping” compiled by Zhang Qinghua. The interest in Chu Anping was entirely caused by Mr. Xie Yong’s related research articles. What I didn’t expect was that I lay on the train berth for dozens of hours, reading the scroll with relish, and writing down many reading notes in the blank space of the book pages. When I got off the train, I even felt strange that I could read some political articles of Mr. Chu Anping and so on in such a wandering and noisy environment, and also read interesting articles. So amazing. Finally, I had another vacation back home. Before leaving, wandering in front of the bookshelf, I want to choose a book to read on the road. Choose and choose, and finally bring Mr. Wang Zengqi’s prose collection “food of hometown” published by Jiangsu Literature and Art Publishing House. The binding is simple, compact, and the content is interesting, which is suitable for the train to see. The train journey of more than 40 hours is no longer long and boring because of such a book. On the train, the book of Xinyi was in hand, and it was very good to read. The roar of wheels and the snoring of passengers suddenly disappeared, and the book was my whole world. It was written in Tongcheng home on the night of January 6, 2002 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…

Waited

The so-called quietness doesn’t mean that I don’t talk all day long, can’t talk loudly, can’t chase and fight, but the peace waiting in my heart. In fact, everyone has a flower grave deep in his heart, burying those sad emotions which are not for humanity, while this flower grave is virtually locked. This lock can only be opened by ourselves. I don’t know who I want to say something to. It seems that life is normal and I feel the misunderstanding of walking into life. I feel a little confused, a little regretful, a little muddled, a little tired, a little hopeful and a little imaginary, in a word, it is that some inexplicable emotions and feelings occupy people’s inner thoughts, and they are too lazy to sort them out. Holding a cup of fragrant tea, sitting quietly in front of the fluorescent screen, you can be quiet and stunned; Reading other people’s stories, your heart will rise and fall. I once couldn’t fall asleep until 4 am, when I saw the 14 episodes of “Men’s gang” crying too hard to watch, and when I wrote a diary for a person all night…… My grandma said that I was not in good health, and I still like to think too much and be too serious. She always advised me to be generous. I didn’t know what happened to me, but I knew I was definitely not Lin Daiyu, because I think things will eventually be figured out and understood. If you like it, you don’t need to look for reasons deliberately. Like Snow, pure white and flawless; Like bamboo, cool breeze and high festivals; Like Lotus, clean yourself; Like plum, proud and lonely. If you like a person, you can portray it in your heart only by a shallow good impression when you first met him. You can use the pen of time to describe the continuity of your feelings. If you like a thing, you just have a quick glance, the meaning of cherishing love arises spontaneously and is deeply concerned. I like quietness, not only when I am lonely, but the quietness in the noise is more worth appreciating. It is not only in the middle of the night that it is quiet. The inner quietness lasts longer and is more worth waiting. 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…

Loner

On that day, the little aunt of the child who was far away from hometown called and specially consulted some questions about filling in the blanks of ancient poems. The topic is not difficult, but the method of the topic is very interesting. The performance is as follows: first, several blanks are all from outside the textbook; Second, the topic design is slightly tricky. This didn’t make her son a senior student in primary school difficult. Of course, the problems were finally solved one by one. After finishing the business, I chatted for a while again. When talking about my current situation, the other side’s sentence that you became a lonely play made me ponder for a long time, with ripples in my heart. Ordinary Days are always spent in the cycle of going to work, eating and sleeping. People who go to work and those who go to school cannot get together because they are in other places, which lasts from Monday to Friday (sometimes longer). A flat with a building area of less than 60 square meters felt that the house was too cramped at first, the living room was not enough, the bathroom was narrow, etc. In a word, the area was too small! Especially the embarrassment, embarrassment and embarrassment that I dare not come to my hometown can be said to be completely exposed. Therefore, the blame between each other occurs from time to time. And the plain days also passed quietly in the Symphony of pots and pans. Several Spring and Autumn Periods passed quickly. After a lot of hard work, the child was still successful. With a good result, he finally got admitted to the university he liked and the major he had been longing for for for a long time. Children’s college dreams come true, and adults’ small wishes come true. Life seems to be calm again. It’s time for children to go to school; Although the journey is not far away, the colorful study life in the university is indeed full of charm for freshmen who are not deeply involved in the world. The unique atmosphere of the past family gradually faded out of vision, and many blanks rose slowly in the deep memory. The adult world is also adjusting to all the changes around. Busy and busy for life, giving up or chasing for children. Diet seems to take more time, and rest also subverts the inherent rules. Time reveals its tenacity and magic inadvertently: one day of a certain year or month, you will suddenly find that your legs and feet are not working. Your teeth seem to have loosened. Your wrinkles have added a lot. Your once proud black hair crawls up. Your other physiological functions may be unknowingly, undetectable changes have also taken place. If you think of this level, even if you take a breath, you don’t have to make a fuss. At this moment, there is only one householder in the small and spacious room. Whether you go to the big room to turn on the computer to read the blog, or go to the small room to look for a magazine, or search for favorite TV programs in the living room with the remote control in hand, how easy it is! Only with the dual freedom of action and soul can you feel that you are a completely free person in the true sense. Looking around the room, there are all kinds of bookshelves, wardrobe, sofa, computer, TV, refrigerator, telephone, air conditioner, water heater, etc. We can constantly combine recreational schemes, dominate and command everything in the house, without discussing with others, asking for others’ opinions and everything, all of them are decided by one person (or not). If you don’t want to stay in the house anymore, just go downstairs and walk there. Where you like is where you like, and when you go back to the house, you will go back to the house. I am afraid that the infinite scenery of those super characters who claimed to be isolated or widowed in the past is just like this! What’s wrong with being alone in your own home! The last piece of advice: By the weekend, when changing roles, never be too stiff! (2008.11.25) 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…

Dwelling

That year, a strong wind blew a group of homeless people like us to a remote town, like a cluster of dandelion blown to a corner it had never been to by a light wind. We stood on the asphalt road just enough to cover the soil, like a group of newly arrived immigrants, watching the sunrise rising like childhood, watching the sunset falling like hometown, watching the cars and trucks shuttling back and forth gradually at the not crowded crossroads, staring at the time flowing slowly, and running away in the rolling dust again and again with the wild autumn wind. We are busy foraging and surviving in this land that does not belong to us, sowing our own hope and letting our immature roots float in the air. Seeing companions escaping one by one, some caught the tail of the wind and went back to where they were, some went to a new corner with the wind and suddenly felt that the vicissitudes were close to themselves, coming or leaving constitutes the past of life. When I rolled up my trouser legs in the rainy season of summer and waded through the flood which was soaked to my knees all over the street, I finally saw the flickering distance in my dream. On a cold morning, I finally stepped on the Frost all over the ground and walked into the heaven that I looked at day and night with the wings given by my hometown. Heaven has charming scenery, beautiful sails, too much noise and disturbance, but there is no peace and tranquility in the heart for a long time. Therefore, in a bleak autumn wind with fallen leaves, I went back to the small town by bus alone. There were a lot of people on the bus, and they were very noisy, all talking about the home they hung up day and night. This couldn’t help reminding me of the scene when I went home or left home every time. On the way, the car went and stopped, stopped and went, shuttling between different cities. The scenery that flashed countless times from the window seemed familiar and strange. Passengers went up and down, up and down, and then integrated into the place they wanted to go, hometown or distance. This rotation is just an instant feeling or impression, and the car is heading to the next stop. In fact, life is just such a journey. The shuttle between us seems accidental or casual, but it is our whole life. Every detail and the deep connotation in the details reflect the essence of life. From this point of view, everything is just on the journey. Canyang finally fell into Qiu Si in the smoke of dusk. Wisps of smoke rose from the wilderness, which warmed the heart of a car of returning people. When the sky was gray and the moon was on the treetop, they could walk into the house which had been separated for a long time. But the floating smoke also awakened the wandering dream. The smoke from the kitchen is theirs, and the bright moon is theirs. I will continue to cultivate my wasteland in their joy, watching them walk comfortably, work silently and live in a regular way. But I thought there must be a few wisps of smoke and a bright moon waiting for me in the dusk of my hometown thousands of miles away, so I felt at ease. I couldn’t help thinking of Zhu Ziqing, Xia gaizun and Feng Zikai who once took a walk at Baima Lake, and Ma Lihua and the royal family who once stopped at Alibaba in Tibet, they all appreciated the grass and trees beside them with a simple heart, washing their hearts in the pure nature. Yes, life is not in the region. Sometimes, a barren stone on the land can make us understand the complicated life, while those noisy traffic will make us go further and further. Therefore, when the bus arrived, I firmly set foot on the land of the small city. Now, I still walk calmly in this small city which is far away from the provincial capital and the urban area, and watch the rising sun and setting sun, and the flowers bloom. Often, those days that seem plain and quiet are the most real life. And dwelling is not only a kind of life, but also a kind of mentality and philosophy of life. 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…

Mourning damogu in heart

If life is a tide, after getting involved in it for several times, there is no courage to drift with the tide any more. I just want to be a simple person who can watch the ups and downs of the tide and gather clouds. Occasionally sad, occasionally sigh. People see more, listen more, and experience some, it is inevitable to see through the world of mortals. Although the spring flowers are still bright, the autumn moon is still beautiful. It is also a sad scenery with past events. This morning, a woman came down from the car, which was not as elegant as a rich woman as I expected. Pale complexion, cheap clothes. I asked her why she wore such low-grade clothes? She said I didn’t care about it. My daily job is to drive a car to pick my son up and go to school. In addition, there was a woman, three women, sitting in my shop with a play. She had relatives that couldn’t be beaten by three shots. She also had the same illness and tacit understanding of the same age. She talked a lot about the length of her family. She was abandoned once, (in fact, the marriage before she was not abandoned was useless) and she took her son alone. There are two houses in a city like Shanghai, one of which belongs to her and the other belongs to her son. Life is no problem, she wants to live so without dignity. Because later the man thought that the women outside were not reliable either, and they were only profitable. He turned around and wanted to remarry. She agreed that marriage was a nominal symbol. He was once infected with venereal disease, but still did not change his lust. Diabetes and kidney deficiency and tinnitus are the sins of lecherous people, and he is no less. Wild flowers are picked randomly, real flowers wither, and they are destroyed by themselves. Sometimes I think that you are so kind that you can tolerate your husband’s absolute public betrayal again and again. Why don’t you tidy yourself up and live your life well? In this way, you may be able to notice his eyes. There is a saying spread on the Internet: men are responsible for making money to support their families, while women are responsible for beauty. It is not all right in it, and there are always valuable references. Her haggard face described her helplessness in life and had her own reasons. It is said to be for the sake of your son, but rather it is said to be your cowardice and not clear what do you need? When a woman is not cherished by that man, why should she keep silent for him and wait for a long life that she can’t see? Knowing that the road ahead is dark, I still don’t want to change my direction, but I am so sad! A piece of marriage paper can’t give you any hope, but it is just the destruction of life and disrespect. You really understand, after remarriage, you will be happy, and you will not look like this. Divorce and non-divorce are only the thickness of a piece of paper, which will be spent on gambling for a long life. Really ai mo da yu xin si. She kept talking and seeing through. In Shaoxing, she also knew that he would not change his previous life attitude. Anyway, he was out of sight and upset. She said she had seen everything through, and one day is a day. What’s money? I can’t change what she wants. There are still several places in Shaoxing real estate. These cold things can not warm a person’s small heart, let alone cure a broken heart. I want to say: why do you want to remarry? Everyone in this world has abandoned us. Please remember that we still have ourselves. Leave yourself some dignity! You can easily remarry without any return to his restraint, because you are bullied and trampled voluntarily, and you don’t have to blame others. I only have to think and meditate in my heart. The sorrow of a rich woman. There is also a plain woman’s little happiness. She doesn’t have much money, which is enough. My husband also had no chance to contact with women because of the working relationship. Even if there is, the poor in this real society have no money to be romantic. I believe he won’t, because his character is there. Although she suffered from rheumatic disease, she still kept herself in good care, and her husband didn’t dislike her illness either. She was not greedy. She didn’t think her husband didn’t make much money and didn’t have a big house, but she could put down her feelings. The bigger the house, the smaller the bed, and the affection is nowhere to be seen. She lived with him through the ups and downs of life. Although she was also noisy, it was not a lot of love, but also influenced each other and never gave up. There are many temptations in this society, but the bottom line of morality is also indispensable. Women can be virtuous, but they also have their own bottom line. I have heard such a sentence: a person’s wealth is not something outside his body, but whether he has love and righteousness. Daughter cleared also Chai Gap. The quality of a person is a lifetime wealth. Women, if we have sky inside, we are not afraid of no clouds. Why too sad? We are responsible for ourselves if we want to live a beautiful life for ourselves. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

I think I will always be brave

There was a silent night all around, the cold wind poured into the cracks of the window, and the soft and pure female solo echoed around her ears. I don’t know what language to describe this moment. I only know that at this moment, my heart is surging up with a burst of soothing tranquility. Lying on the bed, sleeping, but also hurried for a day. I lay down to breathe with my heart, to feel the sound of time flowing away. Every minute, I feel the warm kiss left by the sunshine on my cheek, the mottled shadow of leaves casting on me with the sunshine, the sound of wind and the sound of birds outside the window. Although I was at home alone, I was not lonely at all: Although I endured the illness, I was not desperate at all. I enjoyed everything I felt, even if I had a headache at that time, even if I was weak. Calm down and you will have more time for yourself. When you close your eyes, you can hear the voice of your heart. I told myself that everything would pass. Don’t feel bitter, don’t feel painful, and accept everything arranged by life. You should know that everything that happens in life has its meaning. In life, there is no accident, only necessity. Maybe there are many things in vain, but if you don’t do it, there will be no ending. I suddenly realized that the reason why people suffer is to resist the reality. I think I will always be brave. I said to myself. All the past experiences are constantly proving. For me, courage is not to hold back tears, but to be strong in front of people and cry behind them: courage is not to put down everything, but to forget when you forget, to remember when you remember; Courage, it is not tough in appearance, but flexible in appearance and strong in heart. Maybe I am really not good enough, and I always play a child’s temper. However, I think I will always be brave. I think I will always be brave. When I am alone, I will smile quietly, look at the sky quietly, look at the floating white clouds, and keep silent about loneliness. When I was hurt and sad, I would bury my head with the hot tears that were about to gallop, fondle my chest quietly, and let the hot tears flow back to my heart. On rainy days without umbrellas, I will walk in the rain naturally and smartly, watching the cars coming and going, catching the cold raindrops with my hands, and letting the slight coldness moisten my heart. When I take a bus alone, I will quietly look out of the window, at the changing streetscape, at everyone in the street, looking for someone with the same mood as me, and give him a warm smile. I think I will always be brave. I like to let nature take its course and take it easy. I am used to watching the trend of everything gradually bending, smiling with tears. Even if it is not the ending I expected, I will accept it happily. Keep a touch of indifference in my heart and live a quiet life. I still remember that I once asked myself many times, what on earth should I change to make life more wonderful? But now, I understand. Wonderful, is a kind of life attitude. The real excellence does not lie in how many great events you have done or how many admirable achievements you have made, but in your inner feelings. All the exterior is just a false appearance, which is not the real self. The true self is as pure as when he was born, only his soul and beating heart. The real eternity in this time is never the unreal material exterior, but the power your soul gives you. The real eternity will not change with anything, just like my pure heart. I think I will always be brave. I pursue bravely, do what I like to do bravely, and look at tomorrow bravely, no matter what the future is. I follow the guidance of my soul and live freely. It does not depend on the recognition and affirmation of the outside world, but only draws strength from the heart. I like this kind of self and existence. I really like the sentence I read in the book: there is no one else outside, only myself. I think I will always be brave. Even if life is not wonderful, I still need to be brave! 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…

“Calm”

People come to the world crying. Therefore, life is too short, and the world is always full of hardships and tiredness, which always makes people frustrated a lot, a lot, disappointed a lot, a lot, and it will make the wounded heart deeply lonely, turn into infinite soreness, turn disappointment into despair, and hope to have a realm of truth, goodness and beauty to save your helpless soul in despair, then there must be a spiritual touch and support to sublimate. People’s State of Mind is fragile; It is also the easiest to be moved; Especially in the state of devouring and slashing sadness, falling into pain and being unable to extricate themselves, which is more frequent than mental breakdown, how necessary it is for someone to comfort and protect you warmly in understanding, and a loving heart to relieve the pain, sadness and endless sour depression in your heart; can sense your negative emotions, can wipe away your sad tears. However, it is not what you expect; Your tiredness, your sadness, your depression, your pain, your sadness, fidgety, indignant that you are always full of unbelief and sorrow and fear towards this world, and you have lost the negative confidence in life. In this way, you are born in sorrow and sorrow, unfettered in the heart burst of sour pain sad and difficult to calm; In such a painful mood spread to others, that is, it seems that the return of others can not be quietly degraded, but to add sadness, confusion and boredom to others. Therefore, only by letting the pain rest in the calm diaries and poems, can we vent and pour out the sorrow and emotion in our heart. Every word, every sentence, every section, calm soul will not cry 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…