Messy flowers are becoming charming

Yesterday, I went to a clothing store in the county to buy clothes. Upon entering the door, the shopkeeper served you enthusiastically. Elder sister, the clothes here are suitable for rural women like you, and the price is cheap. You can look left and right, pick and choose, and there is no good luck. On the contrary, you will never forget one that is not in the area she said. The shopkeeper noticed your mind and was busy repeating the more expensive sentence again and again. The tone made you very sad. You looked at yourself secretly. Indeed, you were all over your body, there is no expensive clothes. A middle-aged woman suddenly broke into the store and suddenly looked up to see you. She was eager to greet you, teacher Li! You see that the seller’s pink face turns red half of a sudden, which gives you a chance to get rid of the dilemma. When I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, I suddenly found that the pumpkin also rose to two yuan a Jin. Touch the pocket and estimate that I can only buy a few side dishes at most. Looking at a pile of flat broad beans, the old milk selling beans actually charged four yuan. Although you did everything you could to bargain, you were furious and dry. After several rounds, you actually cut down two cents. In the end, Lao Nai raised his crumpled face, narrowed his eyes and asked: must you be a teacher? You surprised. I sell vegetables every day. What kind of person have I never seen? Only the teacher can be so smart, Lao Nai said. I couldn’t help sighing when I thought of eating in a collective restaurant, being ridiculed as having never eaten by government workers, being cruel to eat others and saving myself. You are more and more afraid of going home, because every time you go home, your heart will be hurt. Your own yard no longer has the glory of the past. You will find more and more that it is becoming smaller, old and cold. There are many foreign-style houses that have been completed, under construction and under construction around. One is more magnificent than the other, and the other is more beautiful than the other. It is almost necessary to surround your small tile house, making it lose light and air, slowly suffocated and destroyed. My mother complained to you several times that the eaves were leaking and the walls were missing. You can only silently sigh: fickleness, renxinbugu. In front of a piece of land to shi wu wan sell, you pain days, hate can’t head wall. At the beginning, the landowner came to ask, as long as 30,000. Now, it is simply surrounded with cars, Silver Liberation series and yellow tractors. The business is as red as torch. There are also those pavilions near the road. Every time you see or hear them, you feel sad in your heart, as if you have knocked over the vinegar jar. Last night, you found out that Xiao Gong, the foreman of scraping porcelain, even bought a BYD, which was brand new and had not even been put on the card. Your heart was hurt again. Thinking about the struggle in the rostrum for nearly ten years, the one who rode was still the old Wuyang. Except for the trumpet, it sounded everywhere. I am ashamed! But shame is shame, Heart is heart, you don’t have the courage to push it down the river tonight, and change it into a new car tomorrow! Chatting with the transport drivers in the same village, they always said that being a teacher is good, with high salary and stability. You ask them how much their income is? They complained about the high oil price and the low freight rate, speaking of the income of only over 100,000 in the first year. You are too disappointed to lie and sneak away. Compared with these people, you are like ants and elephants. Envy others, want to learn from others, and even hate others. All the whimsical, after waking up, are like clouds passing by, hard to find trace. You are still you, or you are poked at the spine, and your wife pointed at her nose to scold you for being incompetent. However, whether it’s good or bad, in this world full of flowers, I always feel confused about you. 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…

The only day to miss in the new year

The 2012 New Year passed like this. It was plain and plain. With the growth of age, my heart gradually couldn’t feel the atmosphere of the new year. The red lantern hanging downstairs is the only symbol of the new year. The Spring Festival Gala of CCTV must be watched every year, waiting for the appearance of Zhao Benshan under the foil of stars. This year, Uncle Benshan flashed for various reasons. I was not in the mood to watch the evening party, and I bought another plain one. On the first day of the new year, the crowd on the central street in previous years were as bustling as those on the market. Several old people along the street passed away one after another years ago, which made this central street, which was supposed to be lively and full of laughter, desolate. After a busy year, I just want to have a good sleep and go to relatives from the custom handed down by some generation. Day after day, relatives had gone, and holidays were almost gone. Relatives who haven’t walked around for almost a year always have to drink a few glasses of wine these days to renew their family ties. My friend also had a holiday, a pot of green tea, all over the world, endless friendship, endless truth. Walking in this indifferent and fraudulent world, everyone has two faces of hypocrisy and truth. Tear off the disguise in front of friends and easily tell the joys and sorrows of the year. The only unforgettable day is lunar January 15. Every year, I will go out for a day with my child. Every morning, I get up early and wait for the bus with my children. Every year, there are a lot of people going out on lunar January 15. Sometimes I can’t get into the bus after waiting for more than an hour, and I always go out with a relaxed mood, in the evening, I came home with exhaustion, and then told myself that I would never go out next year. Year after year, I just remembered this sentence when I came home. This year, I had a car but didn’t want to go out. I just wanted to sleep at home. I had discussed it with my child. I didn’t go out to play during the day and went to the square to watch fireworks at night. My niece Qing came to my house early in the morning, which aroused the child’s interest again. She didn’t want to see the child’s tears of Injustice. Let’s go! 20 kilometers from the countryside to the urban area, there are cultural performances in each village in the urban area, and the roads are closed. Under the advice of the children, we go around the outer ring to the park. The park in winter is especially desolate, with frozen artificial lakes, bare trees and withered lawns. Only a few green pine trees are dotted with a hint of green. It was really bold. Two fifteen-year-old girls passed by the frozen artificial lake. People passing by were scared to see it. Although the lake was sealed, the lake was frozen, if you step lightly with your feet, there will be splashing water. The two little girls returned to the land carelessly under the loud reprimand of the kind passers-. Two or three meters deep, one foot is empty, and there is no sense of safety. The bleak Park did not relieve the children’s interest at all, climbing bridges and rockery, leaving children with joyful photos in the scenery. Playing until noon, I was too lazy to go home to cook. I casually ate some food at the stall near the park and went home. Winter nights always come very early, and it is already dark at 5: 30. The fireworks were set off at 7: 30, and the children were no longer angry at 6 o’clock. After saying goodbye to the netizens in a hurry, they opened the way. The colorful lights hanging in the roadside factory area make children feel novel, and the sporadic fireworks in the distant village make children cry with amazement. My niece and my two girls drove quickly near the square in the laughter of the three children. The dense cars were parked on both sides of the road, and the pavement was also crowded with cars, so the cars couldn’t drive forward, the middle of the road ahead is also full of cars. I had to park my car on the pavement and walk to the square. Tonight is minus 13 degrees, which is the coldest day of this winter. The cold weather doesn’t stop people who like watching fireworks. The square is crowded with colorful lights hanging on trees, gorgeous colored lights bring a little warmth to the cold winter night. In the cheers of people, the beautiful fireworks lit up the sky of the square. The waterfall flew straight down, the blooming chrysanthemum, the bright smiling face and the unique fireworks reflected the lonely sky. People watching flowers use mobile phones, digital cameras and video cameras to record this beautiful moment. The beautiful fireworks opened in the air, burst in a flash, disappeared without a trace. There are also beautiful moments like fireworks in one’s life, but he doesn’t know when to bloom or how to grasp the glorious moments in his life. On the way back, the children were no longer excited when they came. The colorful lights and sporadic fireworks on the roadside could not arouse the children’s interest any more. Children are still immersed in the moment when fireworks bloom…… 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…

A touch of autumn

After dinner, I asked my classmates to go for a walk by the river. To be exact, it was by the East River of Pingshui. I can’t get out of there, maybe there is a Mark I can’t erase, maybe there is no place to go. The Tiger was very powerful in autumn yesterday, but it changed its face this morning. The wind changed direction and told us to take off the summer clothes. I am still a dress, because the temperature in the room remains the same. But walking by the river at night, I can’t wear more than a three-quarter sleeve cardigan. The elegant mood was blown up by the autumn wind, and the curly hair was cut continuously and tangled in those years. Walking slowly, I saw the ground was blown by the wind, and piles gathered together and flew around. I thought it was osmanthus, but it didn’t smell good when I held it. It turned out to be the composition of autumn’s obstacles. People are like the picture scroll of the season, sweeping away the frivolous youth. It is hard to avoid losing the mood and recalling the peach blossom once. It was also the remaining Lotus of the breeze, and the quiet Moon was hanging in the air, and also reflected in the water. The wind is still blowing faintly, crumpling the moon in the water and the appearance of the season. There are few pedestrians on the delicate bluestone slab, which is curved and stretchy. Red, green and yellow street lamps light up the night grass and the heart of the river, and the dreamlike color cannot recall the simple smile of the past. A couple sat in the corner of the pavilion, enjoying limited sweetness. Occasionally, a couple of couples walking like flying, who are not young, seem to be particularly nostalgic for this colorful and helpless world of mortals. Walking on the rustling leaves, I talked with my classmates while walking. It seemed that there were endless topics. It is not the most real thing, because it is too heavy. But I still said something irrelevant about the people or things I used to be. The bottom of each other is still not touched. I know everyone has something hard to say. Time is struggling on the branch, time is lost from ignorance, spring flowers are cold, and I prefer the silence and indifference of autumn in front of me. The Silent Night, the Moonlight is elegant, and the charm is strong. Dongjiang River is leisurely, once crossed my smiling face, carrying your love, heading to each other’s heart. I don’t know when a stone sail on the shore was blown away by the wind? Disappear with beautiful love. I remember that year I said to you: this river has no Stone sail, and thus has no spirituality and direction. A few years later, our story also ended. The stone sail indeed has the effect of finishing touch. But after the strong wind blew that year, no one came to rebuild it, and it is still incomplete until now. If I remember correctly, I have taken the scenery photos of that year, but I can’t find them. It is doomed to be completely lost. The construction time of this river was not long, and it should be less than 10 years. It was also painstaking. Many stone tablets were engraved with words about Shaoxing culture. After the completion of Dongjiang, we met each other, and we also left many words for each other. Some words are doomed in the dark. Fate has a premonition of sadness at the beginning. Believe it or not, it will be fulfilled. I once wrote a poem to you like this: my god of love, even if you come late, you will quietly approach me after my long waiting and in my faint expectation. However, after a burst of ecstasy, my heart returned to the original loneliness. However, I still want to thank you for giving me a long moment in this short life. Today, I heard a sentence touching me when I watched TV: The better a person writes poems, the more miserable the emotional fate is. No matter our love is still deep, the steps of separation have not stopped. Seasons change four times a year, and you and me will never go back. Years never let you and me meet again. Although there is only one river, it seems to have been separated for a lifetime. Love is scattered in the gap of time, which lasts for 4 years in a flash. Are you okay? The water of Dongjiang River is still calm, and a song of thousands of Que is always melodious around my ears. 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…

My poetry Pilgrim

Writing poetry was my dream when I was young, due to the infection of my grandfather. My grandfather was an excellent rural intellectual in the period of the Republic of China. Therefore, after liberation, he became a landlord gloriously and received some unfair treatment from ZF. But he was very popular and had never received the courtesy of his neighbors. Because he is a person who helps others better than everything in his own family. On the eve of the Spring Festival, he always spent more than a week writing for more than 3 hours every day, using his meaningful and vigorous exclusive Soviet style, the big and small doors of dozens of families nearby are covered with blessings for the Spring Festival. Gongyuan 1978, Mr. Deng Xiaoping helped him remove the landlord’s hat. His years of depression turned into a turbulent move. On the day when he was removed, he created 13 songs praising Hua Guofeng, eulogize Deng Xiaoping and the ancient poetry of the Communist Party, and urge her only son-in-law to make a special trip to Ningyang Post Office to deliver to many newspapers and periodicals (my hometown is 6 miles south of Ningyang County), to express his gratitude. Unfortunately, the unfortunate thing happened the next day. My father was on the way back about 20 miles from grandfather’s house, I lost the poetry package somewhere (my father probably drank a lot of wine at that time). When he got home, his father found that the poetry package was lost, so he hurried back to look for it all the way, but it was impossible to return it to the original owner. My grandfather was very sad, because his inspiration could no longer find the original passion, and he did not write any more, which left him a lifelong regret. To his relief, he found that I, a big nephew, was a little smart, and later told me his above-mentioned regret (I was in the second year of junior high school at that time), he also specially taught me something about tones, rhymes and so on, encouraging me to learn how to write poetry in the future, which would be good for my whole life cultivation. Unfortunately, until 1996, I didn’t find the inspiration to write poetry, but the desire to write poetry was retained. On the eve of Teacher’s Day in 1996, I had the impulse to write poetry. My first poem, free verse “altar”, was born (probably published in The Post “welcome new leaves back to spiritual home”). Later, I began to pay attention to rhythm poems. Because poetry can express the passion, touch and reverie of the inner heart better. Therefore, I began to study Mao Zedong’s poetry and entered the realm of poetry. Another motivation that prompted me to write poetry is the love of myself for students. Because in my opinion, taking the poems created by teachers themselves as gifts and rewards to those innocent children will have an unlimited spiritual inspiration for them. The first poem I gave to the whole class (I didn’t think it was poetry at that time, so I took “altar” as my debut poem) was “song of persuasion”, I finished it at a class meeting in March, 1991 (at that time, I was the head teacher of class 1, Grade 5, teaching mathematics). The content is probably as follows: learning knowledge ask hard-working, easy-to-ask, thinking, thinking, thinking, drilling, drilling, drilling, climbing, climbing, accumulating, learning, asking, asking, asking, asking, asking, asking, asking, asking, asking, asking, asking, asking, asking, asking, asking. On the eve of New Year’s Day in 1998, I received the new year card sent to me by the monitor du Rui from Tsinghua University. It says: dear teacher Xu, maybe you don’t remember me anymore. But the song of encouraging learning given by you will inspire me to love learning forever and accompany me all over the world. It was this small New Year card that aroused my heroic spirit of writing poetry later. Since then, I can’t remember how many poems I have given to my students. At present, I have collected more than 1300 poems. I know that it is impossible for me to leave poetry in this life. Because, I have deeply realized that poetry is my life. Write when you are infinitely happy, write a new realm and a new mood; When you are very depressed, write when you are suddenly enlightened and out of the haze; When you are extremely angry, write when you are crying for justice and generous in life, the online forum has become a pure harbor for me to make friends with poems and make friends with each other with poems. The encouraging poems I gave to every netizen all carry all my emotions and wishes, all carry all my sincerity and blessings. Because, I know that if a person wants to make himself happy, he must first give more happiness to others. I am a little excited when writing here, but I can only turn these excitement into good wishes and reminders for everyone. I wish all good people can have a life like poetry, and all people who need to be better can accept the call of justice poetry. I wish all people can remember friends: a person who is good at pursuing, never lonely! A person who is obsessed with inquiry will never waste it! A man who dares to climb will never be cowardly! A person who is willing to cooperate will always have broad love! A person who is diligent in innovation will always sing a good song! A man who is brave in fighting will always be magnificent! May you always have one by one, laugh at your life and gain a lot! 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…

Women’s dating

At noon, after settling down my son, I took the bus and rushed to the appointed place with my friends. The meeting with friends had been agreed before the National Day. Unfortunately, we are all helpless now, so this agreement has been delayed for a long time until now. Since I received a call from my friend yesterday afternoon, I have been very excited and looking forward to meeting him. She came to her friend Ying’s school gate and called her. After a while, Ying came out with a smile. Ying is now getting fat, and her small face is also full. It is normal for people who are nearly four or ten years old to get fat. We talked together, waiting for Ling’s arrival. At this time, several staff from beauty shops came to know Ying. So Ying suggested waiting for Ling to come and let’s do beauty together. Ling finally drove here. When she got off the bus, our chatbox was opened, completely ignoring the beauty workers who followed us. When I arrived at the beauty shop, Ling didn’t want to do it. She asked Ying and I to do it. Actually, I didn’t want to do it either. I had no concept or interest in beauty all the time. Today is the first time I entered the beauty shop, under our insistence, Ying’s hospitality didn’t come true, which also disappointed the people in the beauty shop. I think their expressions can be imagined behind our turning around. We needed a place to talk, so we came to a coffee shop. This is also my first time! (I am the local people) the decoration of the coffee shop is very elegant, now it is working time, there is almost no one inside, very quiet, the service lady’s smile is very warm. We sat down against the window. The music was flowing slowly, but our words were like water slanting. The waitress asked us what we needed with a smile, we said with one voice, “Let’s have a pot of water. Oh! Don’t be surprised. Isn’t it strange that you don’t drink coffee when you come to the coffee shop? However, we are such people. We ordered a pot of lavender tea and a plate of fruit, which was paid by Ying. I’m really sorry, Ying spent money every time she came here. We have drawn a lot of opinions from children to husbands, from family to work, from friends to ourselves. First, educating children is really a difficult project. Secondly, family harmony is the top priority. Thirdly, we should treat ourselves well. Women of our age should treat ourselves well. Fourth and Fifth, I will not come together. In fact, we said we should be kind to ourselves. That was just a verbal statement, but it didn’t come true at all. That was because we had too many concerns. There were old people at home and small ones at home, even if it is rare to come out for a natural and unrestrained time, he will leave immediately at the hour and have to go home to cook for the children. On the way home, I thought about our conversation and recalled our laughter. I hadn’t said so freely for a long time. Unfortunately, time passed so fast that we still had a lot of words to say, ling said: we will meet once in the next two weeks. I said: good! I hope our agreement will not be aborted. In the evening, in front of the computer, I knocked down this article in a happy mood, and at the same time, I felt a lot of feelings. As Ling said, we are all rotten women, and we don’t belong to beautiful women. We are plain, do not understand fashion, and, however, it is indispensable for the family. It saves money when going out, but it is generous to buy things for children and husbands. And I am a woman full of dregs. My home is my world. My fingers are covered with water stains of washing dishes and bowls, and the fragrance of washing powder fills my nostrils. However, my eyes were filled with poetic charm, and my heart was full of mountains and rivers. Although until now, it was my first time to enter a beauty shop and a coffee shop. 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…