Woman’s mall complex

All women like to go shopping in the mall intentionally or unintentionally. When I entered it, it was a Kun bag with a crisp hand and an empty hand. When I came out, I came back with a full load of left bag and right bag. Therefore, the mood is strong enough to have the tranquil fun and flying Love after shopping for several days. No matter the young beauties or the old ladies in Xiyanghong, most of them are good owners of shopping malls, with less hours and more than half of the mornings and afternoons removed. From the ground floor to the top floor, take a closer look and give directions. Step by step, quiet taste. Every move is a graceful feminine taste. Thirsty, buy a drink from local sources, drink while strolling; Tired, take a nap for a while, then continue the future. Women explain the reason: shopping in the mall does not have to buy things, but love is in the full view of stop-and-go, and what they like is the beautiful atmosphere lingering around your body and mind. Women who love shopping can be divided into three types: pretty lady, young mother and family host. From a winter coat to a gorgeous lipstick, ladies are going to visit the mall and may only plan to buy a coat when going out, when I come back, it is very likely that there are all kinds of trousers, skirts and shoes. This kind of people all have petty bourgeoisie sentiment and boutique consciousness. Young mothers usually perform the duty of being mothers and wives, and dress from head to foot, packaging children into golden children and girls. The bright appearance and image of my husband are the facade that must be supported and must not be picky by others. While the original housewives went to shopping malls and supermarkets for the food basket project, so there was a homemade KFC on the table, which was crisp and crisp. There are several yellow shrimp balls floating in the vegetable soup. Besides the strong taste, it also adds a poetic flavor. There are also a few women who are quite petty. They will go to the mall to buy big things, but it doesn’t matter where to buy small ornaments and small things. Therefore, most of the time I just act as a guest, just like the husband who gave up his life to accompany his wife but waited outside the door to smoke and watch the Street View. When my sister-in-law and sisters were wandering in all kinds of dazzling clothes, I lingered in the gallery bookstore in the stairwell of the shopping mall, embracing the peace in the noise, but also enjoying myself. Seeing that they came over slowly with shape and style, they had already put on a pair of coffee yellow exquisite langsi boats on their feet, and they had a good mood and a good walk. Therefore, under the encouragement of my sister-in-law, I also bought a pair of big feet to make a classic foot. Therefore, when women go shopping together, most of them have a sense of infection. Even if you don’t have a drum in your bag, you won’t return empty-handed. A pack of Alishan melon seeds and a bag of beef jerky are also harvested. Infecting the agility like a fish in water, infecting the surging beauty. I often hear from my younger sister that a little woman cannot be a perfect woman without shopping. Maybe this sentence is a bit extreme, but women are always the constant beautiful scenery in the mall. The real shopping mall complex will always be the bright sunshine in a woman’s beauty! 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…

About Home of notes

There is no bustling street in my hometown. A road paved by Bluestone is crooked. I have been walking for two or ten years. Without profound culture, the village neighbors always remember the same clothes and notes-like accent in the middle of the night. In that innocent childhood, the sky of hometown was always blue. Floating clouds were like a symbol deeply carved into the annual rings of life, circling and circling. The mountain in my hometown is not high, but it is not easy to climb up. At that age when I liked fantasy, I tried to climb mountains and mountains. What is behind the mountain? Noisy city, or fairyland like a paradise? I once thought… but it didn’t come true after all! After so many years, the mountain is still there, but the child who wants to climb over the mountains has already been there. The mountains and rivers in my hometown are not beautiful, but I am full of infinite longing for it and always want to explore the Earth… there is a small river in my hometown, which is our paradise in summer. When I was in school, I always came home with water all the way along the river after I was in school. I was surprised and scared occasionally when I saw crabs… the cool and clean river was refreshing the purest childhood in my heart. Singing and laughing all the way, I never appreciate the scenery along the way deliberately, but when I grow up, I always recall it quietly in a deep night, then forget it and recall it again. The river is not urgent or deep. It is quiet and steady, flowing gently in the time tunnel. We are all just passers-by of it. It is gentle and charming, and we can’t remember how many summers we have spent together in the river to avoid the scorching sun. For many times, we forgot to go home after playing, and finally we were pulled back by adults, hehe… how happy we were at that time. The Source of the river came out from the mountains. We haven’t looked for it. The river is too long, and that section is enough for us to explore. There are many willow trees planted by the river. From March to March, Catkins fly, catering to the fresh breath of spring. The mountains are connected with the Willow Bank, and the vast green, so intoxicating scenery is fixed in my life like a painting. But now I can only find its figure in my memory, boundless… there is a small dam in the upstream of the river, which is used to prevent drought, T-shaped… rainy season, you will also see the water pouring down like a white waterfall. With the sound, a piece of music played for the nature, flying all over the sky in the valley, euphemistically flowing long… I believe it has life and soul. There is a mountain pass when going up. The spring water comes out from the mountain and gathers into a river… there is no tree in the mountain pass, and there is a cliff. There are several wild trees mixed with the branches growing wildly. I still remember that I don’t know whether it has changed its appearance now? Back to my hometown, I have grown up in this land where I was born and raised. How much I am miss her! During the holiday, I went home. The desolate autumn wind swept over the quiet hometown, and the residual branches were defeated. The layers of mountains are withered and yellow, and the Earth is like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes. There is no joy and anger, no love and hate, no sadness… lying quietly somewhere touched by the years, elegant and calm, this is the broadness and tolerance that I can never do. The car passed the winding mountain road not for a moment. Arrived at the station, face to face, the fragrance from the soil. Ah! This is how familiar and kind the smell of hometown is… carrying my luggage, I walked and saw the once broad land, many dazzling buildings and many strange faces, there are many more… the sky is still blue, but I can’t feel the freshness and comfort before, but it is a little depressed. Is this the hometown I want? My hometown is still silent… the Bluestone Road is still there… it is smooth, smooth and shining by the footsteps of years. The cyan that has not faded yet. It is always my favorite color, and I can’t bear to step on it. I pity the firmness of the flagstones. After many years of wind and rain, I still don’t feel angry… how great it is… the scenery passing by along the way… passing through my life one by one. I don’t think I should lament… this is the truest beauty that life gives us… although life is stingy sometimes… I finally saw the familiar street… my heart finally settled down. The next day, I went to the Willow Bank… late autumn came… the leaves on the Willow had already disappeared, leaving only dull dead branches and mottled torso. Row by row. Invisible end. The river is no longer clear to the bottom. The mixed yellow sediment overflows the river channel and is dilapidated! A deep sense of guilt arises spontaneously… will this homeland accept all this? The river course with overgrown weeds is full of withered and yellow wheat Awn grass. I remember there were wild chrysanthemum flowers blooming in autumn before. Now it’s gone… soon it came to the river dam… the water potential is much smaller. I don’t think I can see it here, the leaping waterfall. Well, I can’t see it. I calmed down. I tried to listen. The music of nature… but I didn’t feel anything. Maybe it was because my heart was not as calm as when I was a child. What’s more, it has already been destroyed by human development! I don’t want to go on… now I am looking at my hometown, but it is so miserable and lovely… but it has accepted everything. What else can’t we accept? It didn’t last long, and the holiday soon ended again. Before leaving, I stood on the roof for a long time… I wonder what the reality is like. My hometown is the most beautiful scenery in my life. Slowly, youth is not here… time makes people grow and mature instantly, and we all find the direction we want. At the moment when the horn of the journey came to my mind, I realized that it was time to say goodbye to my hometown… we were all in noisy cities and lived a long and tedious life. You pass by countless strange faces every day. You say this is not the prosperity you want! Then in a quiet night, looking out of the window, looking into the distance, looking at the hard-to-reach hometown, deep sigh. Hometown, I have too many memories, but it is hard to recall at this moment… it is rare to go home once. Hometown is still lying peacefully in the long river of time… there is no love, hate, no sorrow, and no earthly fireworks. The vast, thick and broad hometown is deeply engraved in my heart, which is enough for me to understand it all my life. Like (prose editor: prose online) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

2012. Departure. Drifting

Fruitful achievements and year. Snowflakes are fluttering, thank God for his love. Every year when I go to Beijing, I see me off in the way of snow. The hazy weather aggravated the weight of the heart. A person carried his numb feet and walked slowly. Only himself knew how heavy the pace was. People always ask, is it alone? I smile, um, often alone. I am used to it. Yes, from studying to working, I have been used to being alone for too long. Is it not that I am not afraid of loneliness, but that when loneliness is unavoidable, one begins to learn to bear, grow up, mature, happy and sad? Only you know the bitterness during the journey. I. About love, we experienced too little noise in the waiting room. There were middle-aged men eating instant noodles, young women eating melon seeds, women coaxing their daughters to sleep, on chairs, there are people everywhere in the corridor. Some of them are talking, some are playing mobile phones, and some are reading books in a daze. Everyone has his own expression and world. While I took out all the clothes in my bag. The coat was used to wrap my legs, the scarf was put on the seat, and the sweater was put on the backrest, so as to relieve the cold outside and expel the cold in my heart. At this time, only the feet are a little cold. The thread once said that someone would help carry the bag if he wore beautiful clothes, but he didn’t know the thread. No matter how beautiful he wore, no one could warm his feet. My mother said that I am was neither high nor low, and I didn’t deny that I was indeed a self-preached woman, but as time went by, I was also a common man who gradually approached the secular world. I am ordinary, arrogant, humble and persistent. I just pray for the stability of the world in the faded years. There is not much youth for me to squander. Except cherishing what I have now, I dare not pursue too many unreal dreams. Those fairy tales are still there, but they will not belong to me, I knew it by myself, so sometimes I lost my mind for the rest of my life. For blind dates, they were considered ridiculous at first, but later they didn’t take it seriously, and then they accepted them frankly. I have never thought about what kind of person I want to find. I just know that I must be able to resonate spiritually. I don’t want him to understand me. I just hope he can trust and understand me and take care of me, that’s all, that’s all. I don’t want to spend too much time and energy on teaching people how to love and what to take care of. I have no patience to teach people these, but in this cold season, the separate stations, I need these warmth. Even a brief greeting. After all, I don’t want much, do you understand? Sometimes I am not satisfied, so I pursue it, but I am never greedy. I don’t believe in falling in love at first sight but expect to fall in love at first sight; I don’t want to invest too much but with good intentions; I would rather live forever than live forever alone. If you don’t believe in fate, all fate has human factors. As for love, you only hope to meet an ordinary person, and it will be good to have love for a long time. II. About friendship, what I did was not good enough. I remember Lao Song said a long time ago that my friend was a quilt. Although it could not warm up, it could keep warm. I always remember this sentence because I agree with it. Although there are only a few friends, they can make friends. There are also some friends who lost when walking. Although they lost the news, they have been thinking about it all the time. In a bad mood that day, there happened to be a friend calling him, so he reprimanded him without any cover and took him as an air vent. Who let you call at this time should be unlucky. The man over there just answered, sometimes silent. He was deeply sad at the moment he hung up the phone. He didn’t owe me. Why did he lose his temper to others? His heart was broken for a moment, if you have such friends, please remember to cherish them. I remember that day I proudly said that I didn’t know which idiot charged me 50 yuan for the interlaced phone bill. Later I thought carefully that there was indeed such a stupid worm, because I took a casual word seriously. She said why she didn’t reply to the text message. I said sending a message was more expensive than calling me. She didn’t reply! Who knows she took it seriously, ha ha, how stupid! With a smile, tears burst out. I felt inexplicably moved by having such a friend, and at the same time, I felt sad for my heartlessness. There are still some people who do not mention her in the diary or occasionally, but whenever they encounter something, they will always think of her and want to tell her and listen to her ideas. But the older we grow, the more lonely we are. We still care about and miss each other, but we all care about each other. It’s not that we don’t say anything, but we don’t know where to start, who should I tell those things that I can’t tell my family to strangers? I want to share with you, but I can’t open my mouth. I really don’t know where to pour out, so I can only watch your return date, see you go far away, and then deeply bless you. Those worries will continue to be buried deep in my heart and fermented in time. Third, about family affection, I am too self-centered and always think that my sister is a child, a pure and kind child. When I bought clothes in the supermarket that day, I paid the bill in front of the counter. At that time, many people were around the counter, and my sister and Le were waiting nearby. I heard a familiar voice saying who lost the money? I saw a woman next to me picked it up hurriedly, seeing that the expression was not like her money. Then my sister said, “Look at which of you lost your money, and another person next to me who was waiting to pay the money said, see if it’s ours. A total of 800 yuan. Check it. The woman with her checked, ah, it’s ours. Later, when we got home, we talked about this. My brother said, “Look at you. If you pick it up and invite me to eat hamburgers, I will also say a few thanks to you, they don’t even say thank you, and they don’t even know that you shouted. My sister said: I don’t know. Forget it. When I saw the money, I was not jealous at all, and I didn’t want to take it for myself. I just wanted to find out who lost the money. I smiled. Although it was a trivial matter, my sister’s personality had never changed, which was what I was delighted and also what I was afraid. My younger sister likes to eat sugar-coated haws, but I laugh at her. She likes to eat sugar-coated haws when she is so big. If she doesn’t buy it for her, she will not be happy. She will also drink spicy soup and hot dry noodles. I hate her, I don’t know how to be considerate and always play tricks on trifles, but it is these that show that she is still young and just a playful child. However, I just hope that she will grow up quickly and know more about tolerance and human relations. Sometimes I am really wrong, too self-righteous and too self-centered. She may only miss the carefree time in her childhood when eating sugar-coated haws, just like the appearance of sugar-coated haws and the song. Maybe she just wanted to remember some flavor of her hometown when she ate fried noodles with Hu spicy soup. What she ate was not those two things, but a kind of emotion, which was hard to give up deep in her heart. That day, when she left, I cried. I was really reluctant …… in fact, most of the time I was too strict with them and required too much. As an elder sister, I should learn tolerance and understanding. I only hope that whether it is 2012 or more distant days, she can be pure, kind and happy. Wish her happy! Tonight, the Starlight is still bright. Many sporadic moods have not been written down. Let’s just leave a copy in the bottom of my heart. If you come, I will tell you. 2012, I hope all relatives and friends can be healthy and happy! In order to continue drifting in the unknown future, you can’t understand my heart. Like (prose editor: yuiran) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Walking Reveries

Walking is an interesting and pleasant thing. After a day of intense work and study, a person goes outside to take a look and breathe the fresh air of nature, when contacting with the outside world, people may become much relaxed and hearty, and the tension and fatigue of a day will be relieved unconsciously and even disappear without a trace, it can be said that walking is an ideal leisure way to cultivate temperament and eliminate fatigue. I like to take a walk and invite some friends at dusk on weekends, strolling on the long avenue of the campus, telling happy things while enjoying the beautiful campus scenery: the neat streets, the rows of tall and thick green pines and cypress, the grotesque rockery, the grotesque branches, the delicate pavilions, the green grassland, the beautiful fountain and the bright flowers jumped into the eyes, people can’t help giving birth to a wisp of pleasure. Occasionally they meet classmates or familiar friends. A series of smiles greet each other, which makes the heart feel infinite warmth and delight. This feeling is pleasant and relaxed, I like it. However, such a form of walking is especially favored by me: a person with a Walkman strolls leisurely in a place where pedestrians are rare, the steps move forward rhythmically with the song full of rhythm and beautiful melody, and the lyrics floating in the body are so consistent with my thoughts, it seems that I want to turn my heart into a thorough one, and the emotion flowing out of the song is so sincere and lingering in people’s hearts, which makes people have endless aftertaste, inadvertently, people are brought into an infinite thought and yearning. In such a quiet place, walking around and listening to music, you can think nothing, leave everything aside, forget everything cleanly without the noise of human voice, there is no emotional worry, no sorrow for the past years, no pain of frustration, and the rest is only the moving song and the relaxed feeling. Here, you can also take off the headphones, calm down, think about everything, think carefully and quietly, and think about everything that happens to yourself or around you, think about their beginnings and their ending, even their details one by one, and think them clearly. Or we can consider it in the longer term, Think about your own future, which direction you should develop and which aspect you should make efforts to readjust your life course and so on, and make a rational thinking about your own future, this feeling is also wonderful. I like the feeling of walking. I like to walk in such a place, enjoy music and think about problems in such a way. In such a quiet place, it really makes people feel relaxed and happy to listen to beautiful music quietly, recollect the stories of their own feelings and think about the things related to themselves alone, I was excited and delighted by the wonderful fun of being alone and the serene sense of God. It made me feel relaxed and happy, and made me feel the truth of life, every time I think about this, I am fascinated by that feeling, and I can’t help walking towards the place where my heart yearns for my friends. Do you also like this feeling? 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 don’t know

It is not the first time for me to wear the headset and enjoy it alone. Maybe I am used to it. I like disguise, an introverted me, a narrow heart. I hate to contact with others, to talk with others, to let strangers walk into my dreams. In this way, I enjoy the sadness that belongs to me alone. I am really not happy, I pretend, but it is so fake, I am lonely, who can understand! No, I don’t need it. I am used to being alone for a long time. I am afraid that someone will break into my life and I am afraid of being hurt. So …… I am afraid that I am cowardly. This is me. I am not confident. In fact, it should be said that I feel inferior. I want to do it but I can’t do it. I love it but I dare not. I regret it, but it doesn’t help. I hate it. Why should I hate it? I am such a contradictory person. I can’t be ruthless, it can’t be softened. I want to give up but I’m not willing to pursue it. I’m afraid, I’m so scared. I enjoyed my loneliness alone, licked alone at night, curled up in the corner, and this was me. My soul has gone with the wind and can’t go back to the past. Let me forget it until I forget myself. Maybe the more painful it is, the more proof it has existed. Then let me be a coward and heartless person. In this way, it may be much better. I don’t want to sleep on a dark night, and I don’t want to leave. Ask, is it worth it? Let go, girl, you are just a passer-by. 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…