Like flowers

The breeze blows, the drizzle is decadent, is it pouring out? Is shallow sing? Or sad? The slight feelings are filled with smiles, and my thoughts are wisps. Among all the plants, I like flowers most, just that kind of involuntarily love. Maybe flowers bloom and fall perfectly and give poetic and pictorial meanings, right? I can’t say for sure, I really want to have a flower field with flowers blooming and fragrant, put my life in it, get drunk in it, and never wake up. I like flowers because of my childhood. On an ignorant day, I cried everywhere. Students used white paper to consciously fold small white flowers with teachers. Villagers picked all the flowers with white flowers, they all went to the village Department devoutly and put them in front of a black gauze photo frame. Later they knew that this mourning was unprecedented across the country. That flower, that love, that scene, is heartbreaking. From then on, I knew that white flower is holy, and let me know that flowers have stories. I like flowers. When I was a young girl, my neighbor was the village head. His parents bought a rose flower, so other people were reluctant to waste to grow this edible flower! Every spring, summer and autumn are full of red flowers. There are a lot of flowers. One is close to the other, and the dense fragrance of flowers can be smelled from a distance, which attracts many bees and butterflies flying, I was always not afraid of my hands being hurt by thorns. I stretched out my hands quietly and folded the flowers out of the wooden fence gently, hiding behind me secretly. I went home and found an ink bottle filled with water and inserted it into it, put it on the head of the bed, in the company of flowers, in the low and stuffy small house, I spent summer one after another, and I didn’t feel hot. After a long time, the petals were zeroed, I was reluctant to throw it away. I was exquisitely stuck in the book, and the flowers blossomed and fell. The fragrant memory kept lingering in my mind, letting me know that flowers are spiritual. Later, I met someone who held hands for a lifetime, envious of the sentiment of the rose and admiring the heart words expressed by the Rose! However, the person beside the pillow still doesn’t understand romance and wind and flowers. In his heart, maybe I am not the charming and graceful promise of a flowery woman without flowers? Don’t have that beautiful romance! Every time I see the pursuers in movies and TV plays, or the moment when my lover gives me a big bouquet of roses, I will burst into tears. I admit that I am an emotional woman, indulged in the promise of eternal love for a long time, the love with mutual affection and mutual love is a kind of unspeakable beauty even if it is close to the end of the world. Li Qingzhao wrote the romantic lingering of the poet’s lovesickness with a cut of plum blossom: The Red Lotus Root fragrance and the residual Jade cover the autumn. Skivvies, alone on lan zhou. Who will send the brocade book in the cloud? yan zi back in, yuemanxilou. Migratory water artesian. A kind of lovesickness, two idle sorrows. This situation could be eliminated by no means, so I frowned but fell into my heart. It was full of lovesickness, deep feeling, floating flowers and flowing water, which witnessed the poet’s sweet, light sorrow and shallow years, and made me understand that flowers also have affection and tenderness. I like flowers because: life is as beautiful as summer flowers, death is as beautiful as autumn leaves. When we walk on the road, when butterflies are flying over the countryside, they will send out people’s elegan, we are like idle flowers or clouds wandering in half an acre of flower field. Have you heard a girl named Tian Wei telling softly: I am willing to be happy, but I am only willing to be happy? In the lonely midnight; In the snowy morning; In her words “half mu of flower field”, I can’t see a trace of sadness, only a beautiful girl, she planted the flower field meticulously and let it bloom. I searched the watchers who never saw flowers in the flower field, maybe she is in the strong fragrance of flowers? Maybe she is in the flowers that snuggle up to each other? Maybe she can only be reborn in the words of “half mu of flower field? Since then, every month and every day every year, I hope there will be an angel smiling in the flower field where flowers bloom, which will let me know that no matter flowers bloom or fall, flowers have legendary lives. I like to face the sea, Spring flowers bloom, this is Haizi’s poem, revealing the poet’s yearning for romantic life, but also a lot of helplessness and bitterness to reality, at this time, I have learned that flowers also have dreams. Maybe we still need to pursue Haizi’s footprints and go all the way to be a happy person from tomorrow! 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…

Give me some space

Everyone has their own living, communication, life, work and other spaces, which are the most fundamental existence of constructing social system. However, between couples, space is also needed. This space is based on the most narrow field of self except the above large space. There is no complicated social relationship, away from the noise, away from the complicated trivial life, to fulfill the imagination, to fulfill the peace, single and pure existence. Sometimes it is lonely sitting, sometimes tired relaxing, sometimes helpless pouring out. The most fearful thing is to disturb, invade or not be recognized. Even between couples, it is no exception. I often encounter such a situation that when I just enter my own small world, I read books, listen to music, have a chat or have a rest to relax, but the phone rings again and again, it’s always trivial, and it doesn’t matter. But the mood was disturbed, and the original calm heart could no longer calm down. It is often to cry without tears but helpless. Turn it off. This is the best solution and the most effective way. But people are social people, and we can’t live without friends and relatives. We can’t exist independently without the essence of society, let alone turning off the machine is immoral. What should we do if it is a major event at work or a major problem between relatives? Mobile phones are provided to facilitate contact, directly and quickly respond to the situation, and achieve the effect. Why do you want to close the door for yourself? This is the gender of the matter, this is the contradiction, and this is the choice. Life is often full of contradictory choices. 2 My wife recently read a novel written by me, asking me to confess the facts in the story. I use the method of the first person to realize the real experience of the protagonist in the story plot, which is just a technique of expression. But my wife didn’t understand and thought it was my personal experience. I have tears. I said it was imaginary, and there was no need to explain it to you clearly, nor could I explain it. Art is art, and a novel does not mean that I can go there. My wife was always unhappy and shot my heart with suspicious eyes, trying to dig out the result she wanted from the bottom of my heart. I am a little afraid that this groundless suspicion will turn into an endless cold war. Then, this means that the harmonious relationship between husband and wife and the harmonious family atmosphere are about to shake. I almost said to my wife in an angry and reproachful tone, I have told you more than once not to enter my only little space at will, which is very narrow, you can’t accommodate your breaking in. You have the courage to enter, but you don’t have the courage to accept that it will hurt you. I don’t want you to be hurt for no reason. It is to protect you better. We have lived together for more than ten years, creating a happy and warm nest together, sharing a happy world and experiencing a plain life together. There has never been a fierce quarrel or an unpleasant dialogue. Spend ordinary years in understanding. Don’t you worry about me now? What makes you feel insecure about me? Tears of grievance were left on his wife’s cheek, and he lowered his head and said nothing. I said, give me some space. I have never violated your private space, because I know that I also know that everyone should have his own small world on the basis of not exceeding the principle problem, everyone’s past will not be the same. Some things may affect the emotional cooling of each other. I don’t know if it will be better. But she really exists in the deepest part of everyone’s life. Whether it is a dream or a aftertaste, it can only be hidden in such a space and silent, and can not be publicized for a lifetime. My wife ran to the bed and cried with her head covered by quilt. 3 I said to my wife, I know you care about me very much. You pay for your family, your children, and me silently, including your youth and the crow’s feet that climb up the corner of your eyes. I am grateful to you from my heart for your hard work and hardship over the years. I am happy with your happiness. Although you are never afraid of all kinds of difficulties in your life, your heart is very fragile and can’t stand the harm of one word. I demand myself as a good husband, trying my best to make you feel the fervent passion from me, and let you taste the happiness of being a wife and a mother happily in the castle of marriage and family. Although our life is very plain, it reflects the real sense of reality and the clear trend of life. I think life should be like this, without high requirements and extravagant hopes. Don’t compare with others, don’t chase the trend. As long as we can grasp the shining point of life in the ordinary, it is enough to illuminate the journey of your life and mine, and we will not lose our way. But I don’t know when you started to have this suspicious anxiety about me, fearing that I would escape from the encirclement of marriage and wander blindly in the wild. Maybe you saw the burning verses that I once wrote with my first love; Maybe you didn’t see your figure and description in my small space; or maybe I have never sung emotional songs to you that make you burst into tears; I am responsible for these improper practices, and you are not wrong. I didn’t praise your contribution and difficulty with a few words in the article. But your good thing is that my heart is full of it, but I didn’t make her into words and length in time. Because I don’t have enough writing skills to describe, I am afraid that what I write is not heavy enough, and I am sure that your youth has been worn by years in your marriage. When I reached a certain temperature, I had enough courage and strength to stretch out my hand to touch the pain you left in life. At that time, you came out of my life, it is enough to touch my expectation for the whole life. Please give me some space. When I say this sentence, I have to communicate with you. This kind of communication needs the touch between your nodding, the smile of your heart, the meat and generosity when you stretch out your hand. Please believe me. I have my ideal and pursuit. Whether this ideal and pursuit are realized or not is also worthy of further communication with you. I planted a dream on the grassland of words. Maybe you can’t accept the color of this dream, but this dream will shine brightly because of you. You can lean your head on my heart and listen, there is all the happiness left for you. Don’t push me out of the door abruptly. You are my home. I don’t want to wander or get hurt. Because I know that when you push me, it will be the biggest harm to you. You will stand by the door alone and watch crazily. Your heart will be hurt by tears. I beg you not to do this, okay? I can’t live without you, just like you can’t live without me. Without you, where would I be alone? Without you, my heart would wither slowly until I die lonely. If one’s heart is dead, there will be no soul, and the only thing left is the hollow and withered body. What do you think is the meaning of life? Don’t be afraid of the cold, give me some space, I want very little, just a little. I will be your candle, burning in your life all the time. 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…

Men love wine, men love women more

Pour my sorrow/my sorrow/gently into your eyes/Pour my happiness/my pain/wine into your hands/Pour your hope/Your Dream/Slowly lean on in my arms/Put your loss/your bitterness/Toast Me One Cup after another/life is like mellow wine/sometimes strong and sometimes thin/sentimental years/drip in my heart/Don’t let me drunk alone/Don’t let me walk alone/you accompany me on the lonely road/Wake Up and Dream/Don’t let me drunk alone/Don’t let me guard alone/long midnight with You/Tomorrow’s love will be long/There is a melancholy song “Don’t let me get drunk alone” sung by Jiang Yuheng on the computer, the tune of this song is full of deep sadness charm, and the tune of this word makes people feel very heavy. The whole tune is full of sadness and helplessness, which vividly shows the loneliness and frustration in the lyrics. Listening to it, it seems to make people feel extremely sad and heartbroken! Wine can intoxicate people, while women can even intoxicate people. Drunk nerves, women drunk hearts. Men’s Party, no liquor, no beauty, no flow. Men are chaotic, not because of wine, but because of women’s beauty. Men without wine are lonely and lonely men, while men without women are incomplete and sad men. The red sleeves add fragrance, the hand is slender, the man gets drunk, it is more for women than because of the beauty of wine, wine and women are always the two most inseparable scenery in the world of men. For men, wine has two functions, one of which is to excite the nerves. No matter how unsociable men are, they will be eloquent and reckless at this time, but if they want to reach this level, they should know that it is enough. The second is to make nerve anesthesia. No matter how smart a man is, he will be clumsy and unprepared. At this time, a man is either in heaven or in hell, only asking for excessive drinking. For men, women also play two important roles. One is to make men quiet. This kind of woman knows the way of life, knows the heart of a man, and makes good use of soft words, the most sensitive nerve of a man can be understood unscrupulously in a casual talk. This kind of woman is smart and can hold a man. The second is to make men crazy. This kind of woman indulges Wuji, understands the most primitive desires and desires of men, and makes men desperate for themselves, even if they spend a lot of money for a smile, however, the calm down after craziness often makes men look at themselves more calmly when they are sober and leave without any hesitation. This kind of woman is dangerous but unable to grasp men. Women are like wine, so men love wine just as they love women. Pour my sorrow/my sorrow/gently into your eyes/Pour my happiness/my pain/wine into your hands/Pour your hope/Your Dream/Slowly lean on in my arms/your loss/your bitterness/A cup of toast to me quiet men love drinking red wine, just like the ladies who like Noble Athens, they need to listen to the light strings in the flickering candlelight, start slowly, drink lightly and taste carefully. Even if they are speechless all the time, they can make men have a long aftertaste and become more quiet. Wanton men like to drink strong liquor, just like those wild and frivolous street dancers. They just want stimulation without taste. They open the bottle and pour their mouths to drink. They are drunk when they are not finished, until they are intoxicated and do not know how to return, when I wake up, I know nothing about it. This drink is called drunk. Easy-going men like to drink beer, just like xiaojiabeyu who is full of flavor and appropriate. They don’t choose the right time and place, but just want to be willing to follow the mood. Luxury restaurants can drink carefully, it’s OK to drink happily in the street shops, and finally they are all intoxicated unconsciously. It is unknown that the drunk fashion is because of drunk or because of others. This drunk does not hurt the body but often hurts the mind. As for the expensive and famous wine, it is like a classic woman. Most people live their whole lives and cannot meet each other. It is hard to find it even if they meet each other. Only by letting them fall into dreams can they only know their names but not their tastes. Men love wine, perhaps because of the hardships of the world, the real soul has been disguised for too long, and they can’t help venting. It is a man’s patent to tell the truth after drinking, I want to be a true self in the name of wine when I am extremely tired, and then I can forget it without deliberately. Men love women because they can always be the most loyal listeners and intimate friends of men after drinking. No matter how deep they are in friendship and how familiar they are, men can always talk to women after drinking, or the soft words are filled with tears, or the words are straight and hard, many whispers from the bottom of my heart are always coming at this moment, with no scruple and no precaution. At this time, women like the truth of men, however, men like women’s understanding. Because of wine, men are closer to women, and because of wine, the world of Yin and Yang is not strange at all at a certain time. Men love wine, because wine is like a woman; Women love wine, because wine follows men. In ancient times, there was the highest saying that drinkers were not drunk, which was called tasting rather than drinking; There was also the saying that Liu Xianhui sat still in disorder, which was sick rather than quiet. It was far away from the laymen, and it was useless. Most of the time, men’s loneliness needs wine to relieve, and men’s pain needs women to comfort them. At the same time, men often become more and more lonely because of wine, and become more and more sad because of women. Wine and women, for men, are the desire to get, the more sad they lose. A man who is drunk by wine loves to tell the truth, which is helpless! Men who are drunk for women often say something wrong, which is mostly ill-hearted. Life is like mellow wine/sometimes strong sometimes thin/sentimental years/Didi in my heart/Don’t let me drunk alone/Don’t let me walk alone/lonely road with you/wake up with dreams/Don’t let I am drunk alone/Don’t let me alone/long midnight with You/Tomorrow’s love will be long 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…

Mid-Autumn emotion

Tonight, the weather is cool and cool, and it is mid-autumn festival again. But the sky is full of gray clouds. Have you ever seen the affectionate Moon, and there is no trace? The round Bright Moon can only be found in ancient poems. Mid-Autumn Festival is always sad for me, a frustrated person. Looking at the bright moon, we should shed tears. The heart of the village was in the same place all night. In the year of famine, Bai Juyi and his flesh and blood brothers and sisters were scattered in five places. The relatives looked at the moon and thought about people. How much sorrow, how much worrying about! However, our family has been scattered in three places for a long time, so I am not a lonely goose who has left my hometown for thousands of miles, and I feel pity for it! On the mid-autumn festival night of the reunion of thousands of families, how many people were scattered all over the mainland or overseas and could not get together with their relatives. Their tears fell down, and they were sad and regretful. If sorrow can accumulate, Then Sorrow Mountain is not only higher than Himalayas! If sorrow can melt water, it must be wider and deeper than the Nile! Meng Jiao’s “wandering songs”, in the hands of a loving mother, wandering clothes. I’m going to sew closely, I’m afraid I will come back late. Who said that the inch of grass-roots heart, reported that San Chunhui. The sorrow of leaving is full of how much deep love and concern the loving mother has! I don’t know how many Chinese loving mothers this poem consoled, and how many wandering people cried sadly. There is no more than Yu Guangzhong’s homesickness that can best represent the heart of blood and tears that travellers at home and abroad are eager to return to the mainland. Hours later, homesickness was a small stamp. I was here and my mother was there. When I grew up, homesickness was a narrow ticket. I was here and the bride was there. Later, nostalgia was a short grave on one side. I was outside and my mother was inside. But now, homesickness is a shallow strait. I am at this end and the mainland is at that end. A poem soaked in blood and tears makes many wandering travellers in foreign countries wet their clothes with tears, and also cries out many strong voices of Chinese people at home and abroad who are eager to return to their motherland! On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the bold poet Su Shi drank all night long and got drunk to write the eternal noun “water melody”. When will the bright moon come? Ask Blue Sky wine. I don’t know what year the palace is in the sky. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that the building is too cold. Dance to figure out what the shadow looks like in the world. How strong the poet is to miss his younger brother Su Zhe. This word has been passed on for thousands of generations, and I don’t know how many lonely and miserable hearts of Chinese children have been comforted. The deep sorrow of Mid-Autumn Festival also reminded me of how much love and hate sorrow of ancient literati and the frustration of their political career. Li Qingzhao suffered from the difficulty of breaking down the country and the death of her husband, and the night scene was extremely desolate. Her word “slow voice” was searching, cold and clear, miserable and miserable. Qi Qi Wu Tong was also drizzling, till dusk, bit by bit. This time, what a sad word!, how lonely and helpless the lyricist was and how desperate and sad he was. Thousands of years later, it was still pitiful to read it. Li Bai’s “The road is difficult”, the gold bottle Qing jiu dou ten thousand, jade plate Zhen ashamed straight thousand money. If you want to cross the Yellow River, you will climb the Taihang mountain full of snow., make the sea in full straight hanging. Li Bai was so angry about the darkness of the court and the hardship of his official career, but he was still full of hope for his future. Just because life is full of love, hate, sorrow and unhappiness, the wise ancients created philosophical thoughts in order to get rid of the bitter sea. Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism all advocate open-minded thoughts. Cai gentan written by Hong Yingming, a scholar in Ming Dynasty, can be said to be a great achievement of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism. Life is full of separation and regret. If you don’t think about it, you will only be miserable. But how can this be done by wise Chinese!? 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…