Dream of the pain

At night, I dreamed about her again. In the valley filled with Orchid fragrance, we leaned against a bluestone, and several marks of fog ripples in her spring of forgetfulness. Dai Shu’s eyebrows were full of sorrow. She brushed my frown with her soft hands. I smiled and woke up from my dream to see that the time was 4:14, this is the fourth time I woke up tonight. I really don’t know what kind of guidance this dream is giving me. I lock the sweet aftertaste in my sleepy eyes. For her, I changed my habit. My mobile phone was always on for her at night, because she said she was afraid of the loneliness at night and the helplessness of being single. Rong ER is a pitiful woman. We met in the sound of cicadas in summer. In the sunny season, I was worried about her clear tears. I asked myself what kind of Elf it was! Thin figure, thin shirt, thin hair hanging over the shoulder. A few days later, her laughter began to increase. Her lovely side grew silently in my heart, just like spreading faintly in the mystery of dreams. Recalling the scenery we strolled in the Forest of the Western Mountains, the quietness of the ancient trees was her elegant makeup, and the forest became much more beautiful, so the romance filled the sky in a moment. All kinds of happiness in the past were so sad in the Phantom before my eyes. I am very willing to sleep my soul to death in such a situation, accompany this ancient tree and associate with this mountain forest, because she will pass me. The sleep buried in the ground can permanently treasure this clean heart. At this moment, there is a rare ease spreading in my sadness that does not bloom, which is like a picture of a beauty in love. I like the hands she hugged from her back. At this time, I will drive with one hand and naturally touch the back of her hand with the other hand. Her hands are too soft, and my palms can wrap it up completely. She liked that I carried her slowly on the empty street at night and let the night wind blow her hair. She had endless new things and strange ideas lingering in my ears, and then she giggled out. I would naturally lean gently, suggesting that she should not be too arrogant. She would say very playfully: What I said is true. In fact, I have been used to her innocence around me. All her playfulness can make the originally bad mood melt in a moment, but she is so weak that the figure of Mercy still floats in her mind. But at that time, there was no vulgar feeling for being affectionate. I just lived in my own delicate thoughts with thick or light feelings. You can’t see everything outside your mind and in front of your eyes, so only in today’s maturity can you recall everything that happened one by one. I still remember that day she said that all she thought about was me in her heart, in her mind and in her mind. It seemed that I stole the position that belonged to another person in her heart. She said that was a mistake, implying that we should have a certain distance, and my world began to be complicated and confusing. Maybe she was aware of the helplessness I was in, and my own entanglement would aggravate my mental burden now. Yes, a little helplessness in reality makes me unable to let her go. Will the long time make us who are close to each other fade away the shallow love that we don’t want to be cold? Shallow Love. Are we destined to feel shallow? Just because of this world? Thinking of the freeze of everything, I began to grow old. At this moment, it seemed that I would really grow old. I thought more than once: Maybe one day, all my external troubles will be relieved, rong ER and I love each other naturally. When we sit in the sun, we will accompany each other with such a pleasant mood. Every beautiful moment, sometimes children’s shuttlecock will fly over. I will kick back lightly, in return for her happy smile: What’s the big deal? I will always feel sad and frown in such an obsessed fantasy, then I began to satirize my innocence and laughed at myself. I was watching my sleep. Maybe I could share it with her in the future. Maybe it was just a sleepless night for me. Sleepless night, sleepless night, who let you hold my dream around my soul? 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…

Peach blossom is still laugh at Spring Breeze

A few days ago, Boyou xiangnv called me and told me that Yueyang news network would organize Boyou to visit peach blossom in Xitang on weekends and asked if I had time to participate? How can I not go to such a happy activity. Therefore, I called Yang Zhan to sign up and invited brother Gangqiang and Yang Qiu to go together. I am not unfamiliar with Xitang orchard. As early as more than ten years ago, I was sent to Kangwang township of Yueyang County to engage in social education. During this period, my team members and I went to Xitang Orchard to visit. At that time, the fruit trees in the orchard were not planted long ago, and the flowering and fruiting were still far away? Therefore, nothing moved me. I really went to Xitang to see peach blossom in the spring five years ago. The spring of that year came very late, as if the peach blossom didn’t bloom until the end of March. In April, when the peach blossom was blooming brightly, the Municipal Federation of Literature and Art organized Yueyang writers and artists to carry out a collection activity. The first stop was to go to Xitang to watch the peach blossom. It was the first time that I am saw so many peach blossoms and pear flowers, standing on the peach tree Ridge, and the Sunshine reflected the flowers all over the mountains. It was really fascinating, and the happiness in my heart was really beyond words. Now there are still some photos from Taoyuan in my photo album. Later, I also had the wish to see peach blossom for several times, but I never got it. A few days ago, Secretary Gong Zhengwen of Provincial Writers Association and famous writer Wang Yuewen came to Yueyang. I was going to accompany them to Xitang to see peach blossom, but it suddenly rained heavily that day, therefore, we still failed to make the trip, which is a pity. This time I went to see peach blossom with my bloggers. I was really happy. These were a group of luxurious literary friends, most of whom were young people who had never met. With these young people who are like flowers, and in such a time and space with fresh air and flowers, bathing in the aura of heaven and earth, you can imagine the feeling and comfort in your heart, really some lao fu liao fa shao nian kuang of touched. Maybe it was because of the strong wind and heavy rain in recent days. When we went to Xitang Orchard, The Peach Blossom seemed to have faded slowly, feeling that it was not as bright as that year. However, when we walked to another hill, we could still see peach blossom blossoming, with charming and brilliant smiling faces against the warm spring breeze and sunshine. Peach blossom is the darling of spring, the messenger of Beauty and the soul of love. In my impression, peach blossom is the earliest flower in a year. A few spring rains, a few spring breeze, peach trees bloom in new green, and within a few days, peach blossoms bloom in full swing. Some people call the delicate woman canruo peach blossom, others call the relationship between men and women as going out of the peach blossom luck, and some even call the replacement of the old and the new as always changing the new peach into the old symbol, this is undoubtedly the praise and praise for peach blossom. Although today’s peach blossom in Xitang is not as plump and light as it was in full bloom in the past, it is enough for us to see her character and tenderness. On a par with the white pear flowers, which are blooming happily, are decorated with winding hills, just like stars. Peach blossom red and pear blossom White seem to form a sharp contrast and contrast, which makes people never get bored with it. Under the guidance of thousands of amorous feelings (the name we gave to Mr. Wan Huihua), the bloggers chatted in the vast open space, took photos among peach trees and pear trees, and spread all the way with laughter and laughter. This is really: Modao Orchard is late, peach blossom is still laughing at the spring breeze. Like (prose editor: yuiran) 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…