Alive, like a flower

Why are we alive? I have been thinking about this question these days, but I have never found the answer. Most of the time, I feel that I am just like a withered flower. All the water is evaporated by the air, and what is left is just a body without thoughts. As usual, I was exhausted when I walked out of the classroom. A gust of wind blowing towards me unexpectedly made me feel a little refreshing. When I raised my head and wanted to figure out where the gust of wind was blowing from, a light purple came across my eyes, with a little reluctance and a little persistence, falling down like that, when I lowered my head, I found that almost every corner of the campus had something to say, some were in bud, some were flourishing, and some were still withering. I really don’t like those blooming cherry blossoms, perhaps because of narrow nationalism. Every time I see the accumulation of branches, I will think of a country in the east, which is a symbol of a nation, and when I think of that nation, I will think of those historical images, think of the forever scars of our country. Therefore, for the delicate and charming flowers, I refused in my heart, which has always been the case. The cherry blossom in the school is grafted, which is basically a cherry tree. Under the influence of manpower, this cherry tree becomes a freak tree at the front and rear of the industry, with half Cherry and half Cherry, when cherry flowers bloom with the chill of early spring, the side belonging to cherry blossoms is sleeping like death, because they refuse the cold of early spring; And every year cherry flowers bloom, when tiny cyan fruits appear on the branches, cherry blossoms come late. It seemed that the cherry blossoms all bloomed overnight. They were crowded and rushed to show off their existence to people. Every time when facing the cherry blossom tree, everyone can’t help admiring: How beautiful! However, every time I pass that tree, my heart will feel very painful, especially when I see the cherry tree next to the blooming cherry blossoms, this kind of pain rises to the extreme. Once upon a time, we all admired the delicate and charming cherry flowers which were white and red; Once upon a time, we all praised the sweet taste in cherry fruit acid. However, when its flowers are gone and its fruit is not mature, it is forgotten by us. Everyone who passes by him will praise the beauty nourished by it, it completely ignores its existence, and this kind of beauty blooms on the basis of robbing its body nutrients. This is so similar to the history of our nation. Every time I stopped under the tree, my eyes never deviated from the other side of the cherry tree, not only because of my own desire. Instead, I want to listen to the words of cherry tree attentively. Facing this kind of plunder which is close at hand, it can’t resist like us. However, I always believe that in its deep heart, for the current situation of this kind of survival, I am not necessarily so happy. I am afraid that I care about my own way to fight. I always use my own thinking to measure the thinking of cherry trees. Every spring comes, the side belonging to cherry flowers is in full bloom, while the side belonging to cherry blossoms is still sleeping, I secretly delight in my heart, the predatory finally died, and the nutrition from the root of cherry tree could belong to it exclusively from now on. However, I was disappointed every year. The Cherry Tree not only didn’t complain at all. Year after year, it chose to bloom first, measure the temperature of the air with its own body, and then use its own language, tell the cherry blossoms around you when they can open and when they should sleep. Therefore, when the cherry trees are covered with cyan fruits, the cherry blossoms are blooming in the wind, this seems to be a rule. Once again standing under that tree, when the wind blew by, those enchanting cherry blossoms became more frivolous, twisting their bodies and showing off their coquettish. But when I turned my eyes to the other side of cherry, I found that those cyan fruits nodded slightly with the twisting rhythm of cherry blossoms. I suddenly understood that cherry trees never refused the cherry blossoms around them, but when they were grafted together, their lives had already integrated into one. For cherry trees, the existence of cherry blossoms around them is not invaders, but a way to extend their blooming life. When the temperature rises slowly and your beauty fades gradually, why not use another more gorgeous way to complete your final bloom in this season? Perhaps, in the world of flowers, there is no concept of nationality, but only the original beauty of life. Perhaps, it has always been me who forcibly added my thoughts to Hua. Looking up again, I found that the cherry blossoms had no enchanting posture, but only the power of blooming life. In front of the second classroom, there is a small flower bed. Every spring, colorful flowers bloom with each other, which makes this mountain village junior high school add some vitality out of thin air. But in the flower bed, let me remember, it is not the lofty Magnolia, not the delicate camellia, but a few tiny purple flowers. A short tree, when the leaves have not begun to grow, the flowers bloom first, one by one tightly together, the whole branch is like flowers, small petals, swaying in the wind, the air is full of faint fragrance. Close your eyes, as if the whole world is full of purple, with a little dreamy blurred. I have asked many people that they don’t know the name of Hua. However, although we don’t know its name, he will not care about our ignorance when April comes every year, it is still open as always. I have been thinking about a question, why does a flower open, because of the agreement of destiny, or because of the power of the origin of life, either or not. Because, after all, we are not flowers, and we cannot understand the heart of flowers. Most of the time, when we are pretending to appreciate the beauty of flowers and evaluating their appearance loudly, we may snicker at the side of the flowers. In their view, flowering means flowering, what can be discussed and what can be evaluated. In front of Gundam Magnolia, those purple flowers seem to be so short. Because of the short, more often, we only notice the beauty of Magnolia beside them, but those flowers are generous and never show their beauty because of our neglect. Every year when April comes, they are not only open, but also densely opened. The whole branch is the dream-like purple. The flower is purple, and the newly grown leaves are also Purple. When Magnolia slowly fades and camellia hasn’t fully blossomed, there are only these purple plants left in the whole flower bed, it seems to be out of place, but they don’t care about these, they are always so purple, occasionally dancing in the wind, occasionally motionless, when it comes to rainy days, they will also drop some purple petals, but after the rain stops, you will find that the purple on those branches does not seem to decrease much. Liu Liangcheng described the different beauty and smiles of various flowers in “smile to a flower”, and thought about it according to his thoughts, then the smiles of these purple flowers in front of me, which I don’t know the names, can only be called smiles. These purple flowers, never hide their natural beauty. However, if you observe carefully, you will find that their cores are deeply hidden, just like adolescent girls. We clearly know that they have something on their mind, but you cannot know what those things on Earth are. Looking at the purple flowers in front of me, I couldn’t help thinking of the beautiful woman Cuicui in Shen Congwen’s works. These flowers are no different from Cuicui. They are born in windy days without much care and care, but when it is time to bloom, they are still trying their best to bloom their beauty, indicating their existence, no matter whether anyone sees or understands this existence, they only do what they should do, that is to bloom. Vaguely, it seemed to hear their whispers, which was the agreement for the next year. We will open up like this next year, they said so. I ran away quickly, because at that moment I found my own insignificance because many years ago, I lost the courage of simply seeking to bloom like them when I left. Sanhua is a female, a friend said so, and he also gave many examples to prove his point of view. He said, the pedantic flower is the fragile little jade; The bold flower is the bright and amazing lady; The flower is the frost and the snow, he has never seen paulownia, I believe, because as long as he has seen paulownia, he will never say anything similar. Just think about it, on the trunk of more than ten meters high, there are no branches. Only when you reach the top can you spread all your branches and form a huge umbrella. No matter it is windy or rainy, you will stand straight like a sentry, waiting for the land behind me. Hi light, more resistant to yin. I like warm climate, and its cold resistance is not strong, and it has strong adaptability to sticky and barren soil. It grows very fast in childhood and is a fast-growing tree species. Baidu introduced paulownia in this way. I deeply agree with this point, because there were also two tall paulownia trees in front of my hometown, but in just over ten years, they have grown up to need two people to hug them, but over the years, no one has taken care of them, as if they grew up like themselves. Every spring comes, when all the flowers begin to bloom, paulownia is not willing to be lonely either, and is eager to unfold its light purple petals. But because it is too high, if you are in front of it, you cannot enjoy its whole picture. Only when you stand far away can you feel the charm of Paulownia Flowers. At the top of the tall tree, a purple cloud floated like that, motionless. If standing further and ignoring the trunk, you will feel that purple is drifting towards you. In the middle of the purple, there seems to be the existence of immortals. To be honest, those shrubs, those trees that can’t grow high in their whole lives, the flowers they open are indeed female, because on them, they show us more feminine. But paulownia trees were not like this. In the first few years of life, they also blossomed, but that was only a part of life. They spent more energy on heading towards the sky. Only when they reach a certain height and their bodies are strong enough can they regard flowering as the whole content of their lives. There is no doubt that paulownia trees are the best among trees. Their height is beyond the reach of many trees in their whole lives. I don’t know what kind of feeling it will be when they bend down and look down at other trees at that height, whether it is sarcasm or pity, maybe there are, maybe none. Because of the height of the body, in my opinion, among all the trees that can blossom, they are real great men and real husbands. The reason why Paulownia Flowers are defined as males is that apart from their tall bodies, there are many other reasons: the opening of Paulownia Flowers is completed overnight. One day, when you open the window, you find that the paulownia flower has already blossomed. EMI has greeted you, and it has blossomed like that; Most of the flowers are gentle when they fade, with a little reluctant to give up, with a few Silk lingering, one flap and one flap slowly falling down, but the Paulownia Flowers do not, they say fall down, and the whole flower fell down, never get rid of water because of various reasons, this world has given men too much connotation. They should be steady and calm. I think this is also because my friends said that flowers are all females. However, those tall and burly paulownia trees can bloom the most beautiful flowers. Why can’t men who are as masculine as paulownia trees bloom their own beauty like Paulownia Flowers? Moreover, many years ago, Mr. Lu Xun once said: Ruthless is not necessarily a real hero, and how can a poor son not be a husband. Let’s Bloom our most beautiful flowers like paulownia! Fourth, most of the time, we add too much utilitarian color to our behaviors, and we need to get corresponding reports for every effort. But those flowers, how much of their openness is for results? Christianity said that God made human beings, but eventually he was far away from us. The root cause was that we lost. In the Garden of Eden, we were still naked. In this world, we are stained with too many desires, and our life has too much utilitarian taste. Every child is pure, just like Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden. As we grew up, we smeared our hearts casually, but when we reflected on ourselves, we found that those things could no longer be cleaned. Therefore, we have lost the qualification to return to heaven, and we can only sink in this world. Why not, like flowers, bloom like that without any utilitarian Bloom? Maybe that’s what heaven really looks like. 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…

Meditation

Meditation is a very strong topic, but now I have to fall into endless meditation, because my life is dull or dull. Whenever I stop and listen to the life of all things quietly and carefully, there will always be endless thoughts floating in my heart like feathers. Every time I think of countless hard-to-answer questions about my life, for my future proposition, I know that I don’t need to care too much about those unnecessary sorrows or tears, but what can I do? All at ease. I like to be alone and those inexplicable sorrows. I think that thoughts cultivated by sorrows and melancholy can inspire my connotation and thoughts. So I get used to the lonely Moonlight and stars in the dark night. Accustomed to the loneliness and desolation in the wasteland. At the same time, I also get used to staying alone on the grass River in my spare time, watching those memories that once belonged to me by the river. In the dark night, loneliness is silent. Don’t know why? I don’t know how much this night has hidden in my memory, so I don’t know. It doesn’t matter after all, for a person like me. When talking, I don’t know where to say it. Hehe, it’s still the original story. Oh! I don’t know whether it was because of going to college or what reason. My pen was broken and not as sharp as usual. Maybe it was because of the decadent University, haven’t written an article for a long time, no wonder, Ah! It is strange that you are not depressed in such a college life. When I just entered the university, I thought it was the real paradise of China and the pride of China. Of course, it is strange that what I cultivate in such a university is not bookworms. I thought that the universities in China should be simple, quiet and harmonious learning atmosphere, which is a good place to study academics and discuss ideas. However, today’s universities are full of commercial advertisements, there are still some natural and unrestrained people everywhere. The bad college life makes me have to think about my life and my future. I often think, after all, I still can’t go to a bad University. There was a time when I really had the impulse to leave. However, I was afraid, because when I thought about this, there was a vague figure in my memory, that’s my old parents, their bent bodies. I dare not do that. I dare not regret my conscience. These two complicated thoughts circling in my mind all the time, making me so contradictory. I don’t know what to do? Maybe, if everything is right, don’t complain about those unnecessary objective facts. It is still realistic. It is impossible for you to be an idealist or a homelist. Ah! The rest of a vacation gave me too much space and time to think. I finally figured it out. Don’t worry too much. I still have to go to college, however, the life habits of this university need to be changed. There should be some goals. It must not be like the beginning, muddling around all day long, in a daze. Yes, learn from Han Xin. People who endure the world can’t endure it and do things that people all over the world can’t do. After the last battle, if you don’t succeed, you will become a benevolent person. 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…

Ji Guang Pian Yu in the ice age

Preface: The ice age is far away. I compare the third year of senior high school with the Ice Age and regard myself as a surviving mammal. Having seen enough of the white and blank world, the Jurassic period of life has become a thing of the past, and huge ice blocks the future. No one answered me when we could get out of this flood. I carve my mood on the ice every day as the spring left by Ji Guang Pian Yu for the next life. Maybe I couldn’t get through that day, but I still enjoyed it. CHAPTER1 if love 1. I missed the sunny day, and said to the raindrops alone; I missed the one who loved you, and took care of the loneliness silently. 2. If you have to accompany me, this life will not change 3. I am behind you, lonely 4. We swear forever, and we will be distracted after everlasting. You are still my other half, but the other half I don’t want to mention. 5. The Yingying Lake in your eyes has become the sea that I can’t fly. No matter how hard I tried, I finally fell into the sea before landing. I waited for the vicissitudes of life. Once the sea, now the flower sea. 6. We still live in the same world, but only become the background of each other. 7. Memory is the fault of time and the empty city burying the past. 8. I don’t forget it, but I just don’t want to mention it. 9. Sometimes I find that you are as far away as the future 10. Time is the antidote with side effects. I drank him, forgetting you and myself. CHAPTER2 1. I cut off all the useless branches, leaves and leaves, looking forward to a spring of my own that I can fight in high school. But I found that dreams are always out of reach when they are uncovered in secret. After losing, I still stubbornly looked at the distant place where I was hiding in the future, but the elevation angle was bigger 3. In the third year of senior high school and the ice age of life, only three things supported me to go on: music, friends and my bald pen. 4. Sometimes, I really look like fireworks that cannot escape. No matter how high you fly or how beautiful you are, you cannot escape the fate. I tried hard to go up, let the air squeeze, and everything was high-spirited before falling. Falling on the cold ground, I was laughed at by the burning night. Moreover, the higher you fly, the worse you fall. 5. I lit the yellow paper to pay tribute to grandma I had never seen before. Looking at the ashes all over the sky, I couldn’t help living a sad life. Who will accompany me hundreds of years ago, and who will hold a memorial ceremony for me after hundreds of years. People lying in the grave will not think, while people standing outside the grave will not think. 6. In the season of cherry blossom falling, we can’t tell whether it is catkin or catkin wandering in the sky. I think of Magic City and listen to the Magic City of VAE 7. When I am sad, I will say nothing in this way, thinking about those things that disturb my heart. At this time, the stars will hide in the sky, blink, and the moon also pulls its head, waiting for your statement at any time. The stars are everywhere, the heart is full, and the sadness is walking alone on this road. 8. Life rhythm of a mess, late to get up early, noon endlessly. The old machine left by last century, which was on the verge of being scrapped all day long and seldom excited but still running. I bought a pack of coffee but didn’t use it. I don’t know what day this is, but I still insist and hold high spirits in the dark. 9. The countdown was wiped out, and the dazzling red turned into darkness. The black hole with cloudy face even lost the light. 10. On both sides of the road, there is a scene of hurrying back. Green is too high-spirited, which contributes to the long journey. Chestnut flowers bloom, white like its flanged leaves. I don’t know whether this single journey is heading for happiness. CHAPTER3 Qingping music burial memory clothing combination, residual red with sorrow. The autumn wind is heartless and cold, and the leaves are withered. The sleeves are full of chrysanthemum fragrance for several generations, and I write a single description and think lightly. Seeing that the goose was broken, I was anxious, but my face turned yellow and my heart was tired. Paying tribute to Nalan Magnolia is just ordinary, smiling side by side, the sky is far away. But as first, yellow leaves fall green water cold. The eyebrows were locked tightly, and the toast was folded outside the Long Pavilion. Looking far away, the west wind blew the flute with tears. Magnolia makes the ancient words decisive if life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan. The frowned eyebrows were locked out of the Smoke City, and Xie Tangyan was wet with tears. Red beans do not change the color of lovesickness, but the Green Mountain still changes its heart. 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