Women, cheer for themselves

Hot summer cheers for the sunshine, galloping waves cheer for the sea, floating leaves cheer for maturity, and flying snow cheer for the past. Who does the confused beautiful woman sing? Then I tell you, please cheer for yourself! A beautiful woman is a scenery. Zhang Chao, a poet in the early Qing Dynasty, described a beautiful woman like this: the so-called beauty people take flowers as appearance, birds as sound, Moon as God, Willow as state, Jade as bone, ice and snow as skin, take Autumn Water as the pose and poetry as the heart. Although a beautiful woman cannot reach such an extreme, a beautiful woman is a colorful painting, a poem with rich connotations and a beautiful fairy tale. A beautiful woman is a flower that is not withered or withered. So please cheer for yourself. A beautiful woman needs love all her life. As long as a woman has love in her heart, she will have a home. Home is the jar for fermenting love, the pool for continuing love and the furnace for refining love. The persistent emotion in the heart of a beautiful woman will always be the fragrance of the trees and flowers! Beautiful woman, staring at the new moon and smiling, please cheer for yourself! Beautiful women have wisdom. Beautiful women know how to read and keep learning. While enjoying the fun of knowledge, women’s emotions are more delicate, their manners are more elegant and their temperament is deeper, so women have a wisdom derived from knowledge and cultivation. Although the charm of wisdom is not as tempting and enchanting as that of sex, it is deeper, more touching and longer lasting. Beautiful woman, do you know? Wisdom makes you more wonderful! Beautiful woman understand romantic. Women’s romance is like morning dew, fresh and refined. It is also like the blooming flower, which surprises people. Romance is based on endless surprises. Romance is a good medicine for exhaustion of soul and a feminine sentiment. Romance makes beautiful women look more dignified and lovely. Woman, you should know that you are an angel! Beautiful woman and confident. Women in modern society take the lead in their respective positions and occupy the autumn scenery. Successful career adds many bright colors to women. Confident Women are always optimistic and cheerful. Confident Women are calm and generous. There is a holy and noble charm in that bright smile, which makes men admire and awe at the same time. Confident Women are born for love and beautiful for love, but they will never sink and lose themselves for love. When the love is over, a beautiful and confident woman can bless her lover, bless the person who once gave her love with a smile, and then go to the man who really buried herself in his previous life with a smile! Remember, don’t miss him again! How many years have passed through the fingers, how many memories have been moistened in the drizzle, how many joys have been annihilated in the dust, how many beautiful women of the past have fallen in the autumn wind, only you can always be the most beautiful scenery, not withered or withered, never faded! Women, Please sing for yourself! Please cheer for yourself! 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…

Looking for tranquility

I haven’t been out for a long time. Today, when I was arranging those books on the desk unintentionally, a photo fell to the ground. Pick it up and have a look. It was the photo of the small mountain village in the north three years ago. The picture is very simple. There are three small houses with civil structure and a row of poplar trees in front of the door. Looking at this photo, I fell into deep memories. I wonder if I can see such a simple picture again now. Is it true that the village’s Jane Jane still exists in that distant place. Thinking about me, I had another impulse. I wanted to go out for a walk, look at the sky, look at the clouds, and look at the villages now. Out of the door, today’s weather is sunny, and the sun shines gently on the earth, just like mother looking at her child with gentle eyes. The pedestrians on the road were scattered. Although it was already early spring, the weather was still a little cold. The young couple walked past me hurriedly, holding hands, as if they were afraid of the cold. One of them was holding a thick hat and gloves. Standing there waiting for the bus in the suburb, I didn’t wait for a long time. I thought the bus was broken, but I just turned around and heard the whistle behind. I got on the bus and looked around. There were very few people in the carriage. I found the last seat and sat down. There were several coughs in the car. I looked at a middle-aged man in front of me. He seemed to have caught a cold, and he leaned against the chair and coughed. At this time, the car had slowly driven out of the city, and the buildings outside the window were getting shorter. I looked out of the window, and the street trees on both sides of the road kept disappearing from my sight. I didn’t see clearly what kind of tree it was. They just flashed through my sight like that, I think maybe our life is also like a tree, and you can’t find it if you disappear like them in a moment. Looking at the rows of trees from far to near and then to disappear, it seems that we meet each other in life, coming from far away just to wipe your shoulder, when he disappears in your back, will you feel it? The car is getting faster and faster. I know it has been out of the city for a long time. Looking out of the window, there are no tall buildings. There was almost no one on the bus, and the conductor and I were only four people. The man who coughed got off the bus. Now the car is very quiet, just like a winter night. I was still looking at the constantly flashing scenery outside the window. When the car passed a detour, I suddenly broke into a village in front of me. The car passed through the middle of the village, once again, I saw the dark wooden door and the house built with yellow civil engineering. Occasionally there are old people smoking a pipe on the Doorbar. The children were running after the car in dirty clothes. Sometimes women come out to drink away the children pursued by children. But looking at the smiling faces one by one, I couldn’t help being drunk. The car was still walking, and soon the village disappeared in my eyes. At this time, the car walked away along the foot of the mountain. I looked at the scenery on the mountain with my head sideways. In fact, the mountain is still pale and yellow, and there is nothing beautiful. I can imagine whether the mountain at this time would feel a kind of ridicule when watching our car passing under his feet? In his eyes, we crawl on the ground like ants. When the car was passing a stream, a woman called to stop the car. He told me that he went to the city today to handle the goods, and maybe there would be several families in the depth of the stream, however, there may be a small shop in her house. A few minutes later, the car began to move forward again. The road was just right past our car. I was looking at the stream, Juanjuan’s flowing, although I couldn’t hear his voice, but I believe that people who live by the stream fall asleep every evening listening to that sound. The mountain is getting bigger and bigger, and the color of the mountain is not dull yellow, sometimes there will be a green pine forest, and the mountain begins to be filled with fog. Although it was not the rainy season, there was still a thin mist on the hillside. I looked at the half-covered mountain. Maybe I also covered myself out of my side like a mountain. Just like that, I was taken to a small town by car, and I got off. At this time, the sun seemed a little delicate, deeply covered behind several clouds. It is a cross-shaped, very simple, and the two rows of houses are two-story bungalows. There are several fruit sellers and cloth sellers on the street. Let me look at the cloth, which is the kind of plum blossom spot, very bright. I traveled around the town, and it seemed that there was an illusion that this town did not exist. I have been away for so long, but I have met less than a few people. I looked at the store whose names were written. They all looked so old-fashioned and seemed not to be modern stores. I ate a bowl at an old lady who was pushing a car to buy fish. Although I call it a bowl, it is a basin. I remember that the soup of fish and fish is Sauerkraut. The old man said that what he cooked were all grown in his own fields. To be honest, I was a little embarrassed to eat that bowl of fish and fish, because I couldn’t eat enough at ordinary times. The big bowl of the old man was eaten by me, which gave me the feeling of eating all the meals tomorrow today, but it is very delicious. When I asked if I could wear it, the old man packed me a bottle of big bubble gum for free, and did not forget to bring me some pickled cabbage soup. I watched the old man pushing the car past me. I thought this might be the peace of mind I was looking! Like (prose editor: prose online) 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…