Green Coral Sea.

The time in my memory was covered with moss. I suddenly became fond of missing the past, just like an old man at dusk, used to recalling that long and gentle period of time in the sunset, with a smile of Ning Xi on the corner of my lips. Although the time that belongs to me and can be recalled is not long, it is also beautiful. The background in my memory is always the rolling floating clouds, the large green and bright sunshine, warm and natural. Just like us who were innocent at that time. Sun, birds, tall grass. Paper Airplane, lollipop, dandelion. The whole world is mine. The clear sunshine shook like water, dazzling but not dazzling. Flower Xie flowers. Tide tide. The tide in my mind covered the scenery and was also dyed with green marks. At first, it was just like ink drops in water, just a little bit. Then it gradually rotates and spreads, and finally the cloud dyed a green ocean. Is this the Coral Sea of memory? Stop-motion. Playback. Forgotten. I don’t know whether every memory has to go through such a process. I would like to compress that Green Ocean into a photo and keep it in the corner of my heart without being disturbed. In this way, after hundreds of millions of light years, maybe those accumulated memories can really turn into coral fossils and glow with ancient and mysterious light again? Or, it can’t become anything, or even turn yellow day by day. But some people will remember that under the blue sky, a green ocean once flourished. Everything, buried deep, Coral Sea. Like (prose editor: yuiran) 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…

Don’t say hello bitter tired

I have experienced too many difficulties, suffered too much, and paid too much love, but it is still far from your expected goal. Although you are exhausted and physically and mentally exhausted, don’t say that you are so tired. Don’t say that you are so tired, because you are a man. It is a man who should use your sonorous language, strong muscles and blood to show that life is invincible! You should stretch your toughness in the rapids and rapids, and show your wisdom in the adversity where mountains are poor and rivers are doubtful. It is a man who should become the backbone of the family for his husband and father, and bring happiness and happiness to your descendants, your relatives and friends, and all the people who love you and love you. Don’t say that you are so tired and tired, busy is the true taste of life. Once you do nothing, loneliness and emptiness will follow you. Because you are still young, you can still get up when you fall down, and there will be tomorrow if you miss today. Because you are young, you can climb dangerous peaks for sightseeing, go to the sea to fight waves, and leave your mark anywhere in the nature; You have the right to enjoy the giving of life, but there should be more heroic spirit of breaking teeth and bleeding, because what you see on your life journey cannot be all charming scenery. I don’t believe it, you are really tired. Is it because of your overloaded efforts that you can’t get what you deserve in return? Is it because the halo of others’ success reflects the hardship of your journey that makes you feel frustrated? Or is it because you have been soaking in the honey pot for a long time and your tongue occasionally gets a little bitter that you can’t help shouting out? Really, don’t say you are so tired. Even if the winter is full of bitter wind and rain, the flower buds of Hope will still look forward to you and enjoy the verdant spring, the warm summer and the rich autumn all the way! 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…

Meditation

The moonlight like water finally broke through the clouds and hung on the branches lightly. The reflection of the leaves fell on the ground, making it particularly clear and gentle. The boundless sky, with a few stars, released the depression covered by the gloomy clouds for many days, flashing slowly and permeating with joy. So late at night, the prosperity was gone. When everything comes to calm, the wet land is the habitat from branches and dead leaves. A lonely person who came back at night walked alone on the deserted street with silent steps on the ground and trembling shoulders, but he hoped to walk into the warm home quickly and get into the warm bed, get involved in your lover’s arms. Looking out of the window, loneliness arises spontaneously. The melodious and soft music played a lovesickness, which sounded in my ears, stirring up some feelings. Thoughts, slower than the cold wind, like water trickling, ran over the years, cut through time and space, stopped, the dusty memory of that year. The wild weeds swaying in the wind in the heart, disturbing the gradually calm mind. Therefore, I stepped into the deep yearning. Gently and carefully, open the wrinkled past and blow it away in the wind. I want to put it down, bury it in the soil, leave sadness to heaven and earth, and leave joy to myself. Open my heart, I would like to face the gentle moonlight again and turn to the embrace of the sunrise. The rain may fall again, and the wind will not stop blowing. However, the heart after several wind and rain is wrapped by the warmth of love, and will never be wet by the drizzle, and will never be invaded by the cold wind. Raise your head and look up, the crescent moon like a hook is looking down at me from a distance, and a burst of peace flows into your heart. Throw the sincere instruction in your heart to the Moonlight. On the silver hook, it is a place where I hang my concerns. Let it resounding through the sky like wind chimes, and hear it. And every tinkling is a silent blessing. Weave a dream for myself with my own fantasy, build a pagoda and store all I have. In the tower, I have many years of happy time, the ups and downs I have experienced, the achievements I have experienced, and the sadness I feel sad for several times. When I feel sad and bored, I can open the gate of the pagoda, collect sadness, release joy, turn missing into a happy concern, and let myself bathe in a pool of happiness, fengqing clear, night. Meditation in this silent night, gradually found that, originally, tranquility is also a melody of the night; Darkness is also a beautiful picture of the night; And missing is originally a kind of happiness. Like (prose editor: yuiran) 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…