Sleepless night

It was already two o’clock late at night, and I still had no sleepiness. Looking up, it was hard to find the stars bit by bit in the dark night, as if I was deliberately avoiding my eager eyes. It seems to make such a night feel embarrassed. Having just experienced the erosion of rain, how could there be stars all over the sky to show off the sunshine of a new day? Therefore, we had to urge the night wind hidden in the mountains to bring some vitality to the night of the small village. So this night, I heard the rustling sound of leaves, like the wind chimes swaying in the night, and the sound was crisp to my ears. It’s golden July again. The season is still the Millennium season, and the night is still the millennium night. However, few people taste this night seriously, of course, I only occasionally go to stay with the night, always with the sleeping stars and the brilliance of Sunrise, countless dusk and dawn are performing plain picture scroll in thousands of years, which will never vary from person to person. In the sleepless night, I had to comfort the past years with my own thoughts and plain words. I looked through the photos of the past in disorder, and suddenly saw a group life meeting in the class just after entering the university, A program performed by several classmates — “My future is not a dream”. I was not shocked by their acting skills, but stimulated by those words. Just like this night, we can’t see the starlight, only hear the sound of the wind blowing leaves, but still make people feel the color mottled picture in their hearts. I have been working hard to build my own future, trying hard to splash ink and add bricks to the future picture. Although I am sure to worry about my temporary failure, I even think that my future has been arranged by some god who controls the fate of a person, no matter how hard I try, it will become a dream. However, one day two years ago, I once sat beside them to watch the program that the future was not a dream. As time went by, the persistence of the past would fly away with the clouds floating across the night sky, but what remains is the confidence that I need to create in the future, not waiting. I will not give up anything easily, let alone shake my dreams and confidence at dawn. Even if there are thousands of sad sentences, I will only narrate at night, then think endlessly on this night. On the night of a thousand years, there is a heart that has never changed for a thousand years, a heart that is not old for a thousand years, and a young heart listening to and watching everything that belongs to this night. This night seems to belong to me forever, and only me, who is hard to sleep, can enjoy this night, so I will no longer be silent. For me, silence is to push myself into the abyss slowly, and then I can’t help myself. Eventually, it will be reduced to ashes with my disappearance. I have been thinking this night, thinking the same as at night. In the eyes of others, no matter what decision we make, we will be condemned as young and frivolous, and we will also be regarded as not thinking about things. However, when I think of the past at this night, I seem to understand a little more. Being young and frivolous is not our fault, but the times force us to be frivolous. In my opinion, it is reasonable as long as it does not violate conscience and moral laws and regulations. Our frivolous means that this generation of young people dare to think, and also dare to raise objections to the decayed thoughts that were regarded as sacred and inviolable in the past. 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Ward Capriccio

Indisposition. I was sent to the ward by the four words of the doctor. Although I didn’t tell anyone, the information spread like wildfire. Early in the morning, family members came, relatives came, friends came, leaders came, colleagues came, and greetings were endless. Naturally, there are more fruits, milk and flowers in the ward. I seldom get sick, especially since I joined the work, I have never dealt with the hospital, and I always feel very good about myself. Remember first hospitalization is on primary school, a fever, is mother to the hospital, drips, just day farewell commune hospitals. However, at that time, I had no impression of the Ward later. In the afternoon, I knew that our local customs were taboo to visit the hospital. Ward, quiet as if there is no one. Looking at the bottle liquid hanging on one side, slowly dripping to the blood vessel of the arm, looking at a blue flower on the head of the bed, with the fragrance of flowers and warmth, looking at the Poplar swaying in the wind outside the window, I suddenly thought of something. Get used to the busy work at ordinary times, and forget how to spend peace. Once calm down, I don’t know how to adapt. People, when they are busy at work, what they see and experience is a kind of situation, while when they are calm and idle, what they understand is another kind of situation. In the spare time of work, it is indeed a rare opportunity to observe the world, experience the society, understand the complicated life and lie in the ward by yourself. You can feel deeply and think slowly here, you can thoroughly understand your life, view your past, face up to your present, and imagine your future. Of course, at this time, if you want to have some whimsy and wonderful couplets, you can carve them carefully and drink them slowly; If you have some poetic fun, you can put some horrible words in your heart; If you think deeply, then I could keep my eyes closed. The troubles of the world and the sorrow of life were all floating clouds. I remembered Lu Yao, a writer I admired very much. When I was young, I read his life, which gave me a lot of enlightenment. Especially his. Fate always fails. But it is often in countless pains, in heavy contradictions and difficulties that people become mature and strong; Although these things do not bring happiness to people in actual feelings. It is hard for me to forget from now on. Lying on the white bed, I thought: in the ward, the sick people probably have to go through the purification of their thoughts and start to look at problems with open-minded and peaceful eyes, you can comprehend philosophy beyond the ward. When I am used to something, I think it is right to be used to it. However, when I think about it, I will feel annoying when I consider others’ disturbing feelings. In fact, people are afraid of diseases, even minor diseases do not like them. Illness, I am also afraid, also hate. However, this time in hospital, it is rare to have a few days of leisure, and it is rare to have a new understanding in leisure. Illness. The pain was eliminated, the exhaustion was eliminated, and the spirit was also refreshed! I must remember the random feeling of the ward in my future work and life. 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…