[Time & Space makes each other gradually go away] once……

Missing is circling in my mind, and emotions are slowly accumulating in my heart. Who will remember those smiling faces, who will pick up those fragments gently again, beautiful moments everything is slowly stranded, even if it is an oath, it will fade, maybe that is the most perfect ending, step out of that threshold, we will gradually go far away from the afterglow of the sunset, pulling our back very long, but we can no longer touch each other’s eyes, and slowly walk out of each other’s sight, the day we see each other again, at that moment, what changed was so far away that time and time told us that we couldn’t stand still and lose once, then we couldn’t let the tragedy repeat itself and loosen each other’s hands, the monologue without tears, walking forward quietly alone, the bright sunshine scattered all over the floor, slowly recalling you in this lingering season, standing alone in the forgotten corner, looking at those scenes of gradual depression and desolation, a burst of coolness suddenly attacked the atrium and couldn’t help recalling those crazy days together, maybe that’s a habit. I’m used to having your company, walking around those shadows, bickering with each other, comforting each other, listening to music and discussing together,, I was used to being unbridled at that time Fear, I am used to not asking if you are doing well? Because fear. In fact, we are all the same, looking for strength on the rough road, fear of loneliness, fear of helplessness, fear of losing, how many people can really do it? Yes, no one belongs to anyone. Each other is a passer-by in life, a passer-by who leaves hurriedly before cherishing. No one has any reason to stay for himself, everyone has everyone’s world, everyone has everyone’s dream, but sometimes they want to keep everything greedily, do you really want time to stop flowing away at a certain moment and suddenly feel that you are so ridiculous? The crossing line that is gradually moving away, hehe, we met in the distant place, but after that moment we gradually moved away. Maybe we should be satisfied, after all, we met, after all, there are still some memories. Shuttling through the tunnel of time, looking at those yellowed memories, we can only sing in a low voice, singing the happy time we spent together, but at this moment we can only pay tribute to all these with pale and feeble words, memorial to those faded memories we hurried to the distance, and we would never believe the absurd saying that distance produces beauty. The distance of space makes us gradually far away from each other, we will never wander in each other’s sky any more. We will return your Sky to you. What we say is so relaxed, but there are deep thoughts and nostalgia behind it. Time is the best medicine to solve all problems, maybe so. One day not far away, we will be slowly forgotten, just like we have never walked into each other’s world! Don’t believe forever easily, how far is it forever, until the sky is dark, the sea is dry and the stone is rotten? Everything is an episode in life, which will pass away quietly after the light play. Therefore, we should cherish what we have now and try our best to warm everyone around us, try hard to make your life no longer have the words of remorse. Whose mind will those past and those frozen images still emerge? Who would read that wonderful time and that dusty memory gently in his spare time? Time and space make each other go away gradually. There is an emotion entangled in the heart, which is not gradually fading but more lingering. I admit that I am a nostalgic person, I don’t believe in the Eternal Oath but believe that you will accompany me forever. In my life, even if it is a passer-by, it will leave a wonderful part! Here, I would like to express my deep blessings to my friends scattered all over the world! Remember to be yourself happily wherever you go! Remember to smile, take good care of yourself, remember not to be so brave when you are really tired, and there is nothing wrong with crying: If you are well, it will be sunny! 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…

Difficult Hidden City

I always thought that in a small town, I could let time flow slowly without trace until my years passed away, until only memories were left in my life, just on a cane chair, reflecting the bright sunset, a cup of steaming tea always hopes that time can rotate in this order. Everything in life, including you and you, will meet in the countercurrent, like black and white movies, they will not show until they lose the thoughts of memory and mess up the pace of memory. Every day, for the first time, I can see a piece of sunshine splashing on my bed which is not very big, getting in mischievously through the crack of the curtain, and then stretching myself, the whole glass door was opened suddenly. The sunshine was like Golden Mercury shining on the whole room. The breath of balcony was particularly fresh in the morning. I couldn’t help breathing greedily and like walking around when brushing my teeth, the room is full of chaos. In the shabby room, I will not stay for a long time deliberately, but I always think of things for a long time. Good or bad, happy and sad life is a movie, I just can’t rewind as I wish. Sometimes I would think about what kind of situation it would be like if one or one thing I like for a long time could go on according to the beauty. I couldn’t help but like to raise my eyebrows, laughing and singing, subconsciously, I don’t want to be bad, I just want to be so happy. Consider whether to say it out, or put it in your heart quietly. It is unknown, and then laugh it off together, wait for the future, wait for the future, wait for the arrival of a day, and then feel that, suddenly, I lost a voice that kept nagging in my life, a shadow that I didn’t care about at all. No one said good morning, good afternoon, good night; No one said no more, did you eat, did you have enough, what do you want to eat; No one was around, laughing and laughing; no one else is ticking on one side; Everything seems so quiet. You can hear your heartbeat, your breath, the sound of the river flowing, the melody of the Earth’s rotation, I just lost a habit that I didn’t care but found that I cared a lot. That was a person’s figure and voice. We are all growing up. Maybe we are all getting old. We keep getting and losing, then we regret, then we fight for it, and then we turn around a family and a city, there was no laughter without any trace of impurities, no unscrupulous singing, and everyone smiled with masks, politely and politely. Was it too big, or should it be? Everyone is an actor, love or not; Love and ruthlessness; Hate and forgiveness are constantly staged. Everyone is watching others’ joys and sorrows in the corner of darkness, I licked my numb wound lonely, but I didn’t know it. In others’ eyes, I was also an unspeakable scenery, reflecting the shadow of others, it’s just that you don’t know yet, but others don’t know yet. Suffocation and depression of Air bring such a happy comedy. A small city can reflect a big world and even the universe. It is a kind of light that reflects in the eyes of God, god is satisfied. What he needs is to see the joys and sorrows of ordinary people. Not only that! That’s all! A tiny person! A small city! Hide a small wish of your own! 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…

Common heart

I surf the Internet every day and read most of the works of those writers, poets, online writers and online poets who have influence, achievement, prestige, status and identity, most of them have a good family background, either from a scholarly family, or from a bureaucratic family, or from a prestigious family, or from a family of many famous writers and poets in rich families, they are all intellectual families, especially senior intellectual families. For example, some writers whose parents are university professors, experts and scholars with great achievements, some writers whose parents are famous writers, poets, cultural celebrities and literary masters, some writers whose parents are officials, some writers, rich businessmen of parents, I often think of what a famous writer who served as the chairman of a Provincial Writers Association and the chief editor of a literary journal said to me: among the great writers of all ages, how many people are born in poor families? In fact, the same is true. After carefully looking at the backgrounds of those famous writers, I found that most of those influential and well-known writers were born in a scholarly family. Almost all of the great writers, writers and poets in China were born in high-ranking or high-ranking officials, famous families and rich families. Even some writers claim to be born in poverty, for example, some writers are born in rural peasant families, and some writers are born in rural intellectuals (such as rural primary and secondary school teachers), but relatively speaking, they are not the poorest families. In fact, the success of a writer is certainly determined by his personal talent, wisdom, talent, cultural accomplishment, life experience and his own efforts, but it also has a great relationship with external factors. I think of the growth path of a writer in this city many years ago decades ago, there was a farmer in this city who read only for two or three years without knowing a few words. Later, he took part in the literacy study in night school. It was such an uneducated farmer who started from literacy, first wrote news and correspondences in local newspapers, and wrote manuscripts while reading words through a small dictionary. Step by step, later, he became a famous writer and served as vice chairman of Provincial Writers Association and chief editor of provincial literary journals. At that time, the editor’s support for the author really reached the level of selfless dedication. At that time, the editors of literary journals not only took the author’s speculation seriously, but also paid special attention to the content of a work as small as every text and standard. Today, everything depends on money. Nowadays, whether it is a writer or a publishing company, a chief editor, a deputy chief editor, a responsible editor or an ordinary editor of a Literary Journal magazine, a newspaper magazine, all pay attention to interests. Driven by interests, it has become the reality of today’s society. Status, position, identity and fame have become the pronoun of money. For example, the president of the United States is no longer the president after his term of office expires. Those former presidents don’t serve as presidents anymore. They often publish books for fame and profit. Due to the identity of the former president, the president can not only obtain huge economic efficiency, but also obtain huge social efficiency when publishing books. Famous writers, due to their high reputation, can also produce huge effects and sensational effects after publishing books. The higher the status, the greater the influence, the greater the reputation, the greater the economic benefits. Therefore, nowadays, no matter publishing companies, literary journals, magazines or newspapers, they are always facing celebrities and Masters. If it is an influential and prestigious writer and poet who really has an important position and identity in the literary world, then it is convenient to publish books and easy to publish works those famous writers frequently publish books, works are often seen in literary journals and newspaper supplements. As long as there is real influence and fame, there is no difficulty in publishing books and publishing works. For writers, publishing books is common and publishing works is common. If there is not enough influence and reputation, then it is difficult to publish books and works. In fact, China’s population of more than one billion, writers and poets, is not much in the proportion of China’s population. There are only about 10,000 members of Chinese Writers Association. There are only about two hundred members of the National Committee of Chinese Writers Association. This is only a very small number of China’s population of more than one billion. A province with a population of 70 millions or 80 millions, Provincial Writers Association member only liang qian more than, also not much. However, only a few people can be called famous writers. Most writers are not famous. There are a lot of literature lovers and amateur authors in China who can really step on the road of writers, and only a few of them become writers and poets. Fortunately, with the Internet now, many literature lovers realize their life ambitions and ideals through the Internet. The Internet has become the way for them to step on the road of writers. There are a lot of literature lovers who walk on the road of writers through the Internet. I think: everyone has his own advantages. Although it is impossible for everyone to become a giant and a great man in politics, and it is also impossible for everyone to become a great master, a leading scholar and a famous master in academic circles, everyone can do his best, send out light and heat, and become experts and useful talents in different fields. We should not only have the courage and courage to pursue success and adventure, but also have the calm and patience to face the failure of life. If we really have a peaceful mind, then our life will be truly happy. 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…