And loneliness

Loneliness gives many people a negative and pessimistic feeling. Lonely people have no friends. They are used to being alone. They come and go alone with their own shapes and shadows. They are quiet and don’t like the life of having more people to join in the fun. For me, it becomes more and more natural. Most of the time, I am a listener. Words became luxury, silence became gold. I wanted to say something, but the words came to an abrupt end. I accepted others’ kind words with a smile, but they were still so silent, so quiet and so casual. When this kind of life has been for some time, I have quietly liked the lonely life. Without one’s company, life has another elegant demeanour. I choose to exist alone, not because of the misfortune of life, nor the complaint to the society, nor the dissatisfaction to the people around me, which changes with cognition, I think it is natural. One’s own life is not out of the normal life track because of less contact with the outside world. On the contrary, a solitude person’s understanding of life, society, work and other aspects will be deeper and deeper, and will not be confined to the surface of prosperity and bustle, the sublimation of thought is a valuable treasure. Perceive others, gain insight into the society, enjoy the scenery, no longer linger in forms, do not let kindness go cold, and do not let indifference possess. In a quiet environment, I can think quietly about the experience of a day, a week, a month and a year. Distinguish between right and wrong, how to prevent mistakes from happening, how to make things better, and how to grow in things. Thinking about all kinds of things, the more you benefit. Only with thinking can more regrets be avoided. In the past, things that were going to be done were often messed up because of impulsion and impatience; Because they are always indecisive, they lose precious opportunities; Because of the spattering of saliva, they often say too much gain and loss to people, because they hate each other. Being alone makes me think back. When I am alone, it often makes me have a kind of purity of soul, and my heart has no distracting thoughts, so that my body and mind can be completely released. Everything is quiet, everything is vast, everything is clean, painless, no pain, no worry, no gain or loss, no success or failure, this time makes people feel comfortable. Little by little thoughts brought me back to the past, and brought me to today. After that, they took me to an unknown piece of silk, piece by piece, and slowly woven into a outline, sparkling in my mind, then I was beaming with joy and suddenly enlightened. Then, I made a pot of green tea, poured a cup of it, and tasted it slowly. The taste was not astringent or bitter, floating from my mouth to the five Zang and Six Bend. The whole body and spirit were refreshed, lasting for a long time. When you taste tea by yourself, your taste is not only the taste of tea, but also the rare freedom. Leisure time is relaxing and pleasant. A cup of ordinary green tea can be your favorite. I don’t like the noise outside any more and prefer to stay at home quietly. Reading books has become my favorite thing. I regard books as my bosom friend, although she doesn’t understand the amorous feelings. Obsessed with her, she was deeply attracted by the exciting and flying words, the beautiful words, the gripping sentences, the magnificent, carefree, sad and euphemistic and touching chapters, all the ripples in my heart. Walking into her world, I found countless past lives of you, me, him, her and the unreachable afterlife. This wonderful world can only be experienced in it. In every day and night, in the bright sunshine, in the soft moonlight, I am accompanied by incense books and ink, green trees and flowers, small bridges and running water, vast sea and blue sky. I am the only one in the world, accompanied by loneliness, and lonely for friends 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…

How to explain the word “love”

Every time I carried my luggage and left my hometown, I could always imagine that the figure at the door of my home was so long as the old Elder. It was the train that took me away from my hometown. It was the station that made me understand what parting was. Dust sounded, temples Frost. When time passes by, the rest is just memories, such as the trail running with partners, the fruit trees creeping together, the fields playing together and so on, a flower, a grass, a tree and a stone, it has changed its appearance, things are not, people are not. The jujube tree in the courtyard was much older with withered branches and fallen leaves. Standing under the tree, I seemed to hear my mother’s long and familiar call. I often play childhood games in dreams, and want a time machine to return to that naive but innocent age. However, we have to leave our hometown and relatives. People often leave like this, leaving his love and care in the place where he misses. People, young people who always want to go home leave home and go back to their eldest brother. The local accent has no change and their sideburns have declined. Children’s meet strangers, laugh ask where. When the water passed away, a wisp of blue silk turned into white hair. When I was old, I went back to my hometown, but I was treated as a guest. I was afraid that only the years could understand that state of mind. Birds love soil, and people love home more. Why does that Homeland make us reluctant? Why do people who are lucky and hard to travel insist on going home when the Spring Festival comes? Maybe it is just because the space called home has a warm childhood, and there are still the happy laughter of reunion. When we revisited the old land, how many scenes of things and people touched our hearts; When we raised wine and asked the moon, how many wandering figures were drunk in other villages; After thousands of words, how many exhortations were lingering in the heart of the travellers. Little by little, they are all homesickness. Quzhongrensan, empty. The fall after the noise was left to our parents. People who travel far away! You know, parents put your childhood photos in the most conspicuous place; You know, they are looking forward to inviting you to stop on the way home, don’t leave home, often go home to see, what they want is companionship, not 600 yuan. Pitiful World parents heart. The most plain description in Shi Tiesheng’s “I and the Altar of Earth” often made me cry in tears. I couldn’t take it for granted to accept the selfless love of my parents, so I often suffered, I can’t taste the family debt I have been carrying for several generations. They said that the closest person in a person’s life is a spouse, but in my heart, at least in the days I lived, my closest people are my parents. How to explain the love word, how to write is wrong. 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…