Winter bath

I stood upstairs, wearing a bathrobe like summer, watching the vehicles passing by in the city and the buildings full of sunshine, enjoying the warm spring, I feel that the world both near and near is embracing the hot summer sun. If it were not for the winter clothes and bare branches and stumps of pedestrians on the street, what would be the difference between the sunshine and summer? This is a wonderful illusion of time and space. I live in a warm room, so I live in a severe winter and enjoy the summer scenery. My body is warm and my heart is warm, and my heart is warm and warm. My view of summer is also born with my heart. The environment comes from the heart, in fact, it can also be changed from the environment to the heart: the location and environment are different, the observation and feeling are also different, and even today’s view of winter is like summer. The illusion of the world comes from this. Looking back at the past, it is at today’s point of time; It is not difficult to taste people, it is at your own point of view. Time and space always have their nature and reality. Colorful and bizarre are just the clothes we put on their dreams. In this cold winter, we can see the world in the warm room with big waves and sand washing. We can also create a larger and more modern warm mansion than big waves and sand washing, but we can never turn winter into summer, just as we can never surpass life and death, the exchange of cold and summer and the reincarnation of yin and yang are irreversible. What we can change is only the small environment around us, which is just a frog sitting at the bottom of the well. The difference lies in the size of the wellhead. Sitting in a well and looking at a piece of well, jumping out of the bottom of the well to feel the width; In the universe of the universe, my heart is not clear, I can see the world from the waves to the sand, I can see the winter into summer, when we look at the universe, how much can we know the truth of the universe? How much can we understand and grasp when we look at our own hearts? Knowing yourself is the same as knowing our world. It is easy to see, but difficult to see, see, and see through. 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…

A rainy season, dancing with you

The sudden rain began to rest, and the cold cicada was sad. I can feel pity for the quiet night, and the lonely shadow is sad. Recalling the past, the past dust breaks people’s intestines, without thinking about it, it is always unforgettable. Suddenly I heard a song of lute, where is the peace? Find this sound and go to the court. But I saw a thousand miles of smoke, a piece of water hazy. Charlotte foam write in 2011-8-2002:05 seems long time no write something, as if about to not remember to pens, as on paper across the paragraph that period melody, that was the most real voice from the bottom of my heart, but how long did I not listen? In another rainy season, the continuous rainy days are about to begin. I still remember that you accompanied me in every rainy season, no matter it was the drizzle, the downpour thunderstorm, the gloomy rain in late autumn and the snow and rain in cold winter. It turns out that we have gone through so many rainy seasons together. However, in this rainy season, we are all at the end of the world. Materialism says: everything has life. Then, will those promises made together with lofty sentiments and ambitions when they were young be weathered slowly under the erosion of time, and finally die and disappear? Light smoke and rain, eyebrows gathered clear sorrow, a curtain of sparse rain made leisure sorrow… Hope tomorrow: dance with you in a rainy season……… Charlotte foam 2011-06-2223:15:2-2 month slimming Yan, Starlight pale, shadows colorful. Dancing, twisting away the pain lightly, hiding worries. How many strands of Paris are there for a kind of lovesickness? Just as it is: two places of leisure, Qi Qi Qi prepare for a rainy day. Xia Luomo 2011-06-2200:09:25 drunk and cool breeze, and the years will be empty; Dreams are different, how long will the Dreamland be poor? The empty fleeting time, the poor sky, the wind and the moon, the misty rain. Nowadays, she is an outsider. But, as always, Charlotte… 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…

For coffee pot heating

Time flows quietly in the warm sunshine. — Text: On Sunday, there will always be some mood and idle time, sitting near the window, a cup of coffee, a roll of books and reading some sentimental words. Quietly melt yourself into the lines, feeling the joys and sorrows of life. Everything in the outside world is in the dust, and only the mind is quietly dwelling in the thin pages. A trace of hot air outside the window slowly blew into the room, and the mouth was a little thirsty. I didn’t like drinking boiled water since I was a child, and I felt sick when I drank it. The coffee in my hands has already felt cold. In my heart, coffee is a kind of drink that only belongs to winter, not for refreshing, but for heating. I remembered that someone who was proficient in coffee once told me that the cups used to drink coffee should be small and delicate. When drinking coffee, I held the cup handle with my thumb and index finger and then picked up the cup, which made me look elegant. However, I prefer to drink coffee with a large porcelain cup printed with cartoon patterns. A cup of strong coffee, steaming, I held it with my hands and put it on my lips, smelling a warm smell. I think Coffee should have stories, such as romantic encounter, sweet love, or solitude and waiting loneliness. However, no matter what kind of story it is, it will have deep warmth, right? On ru jun. Every time he came to see me, we were looking for an elegant coffee shop, tasting slowly with one cup and whispering in a low voice. Happiness is so obvious.. The sweet and bitter memories in the coffee are warm even when I remember in this time which is not winter 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…