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Life is picturesque, which draws the outline all the way; Life is like poetry, singing all the way; Life is like wine, drinking all the way; Life is like a dream, wasting all the way. Many memories of life are bitter, bitter, bitter, sweet and sweet. Different people have different paths and feelings. Different feelings lead to different philosophies of life, different rumors left in later generations, and different meanings we understand. Different life experiences do have different summaries, but there are always homonyms in different songs. Success comes down to a lifetime of success, which benefits from a clear goal and perseverance; Failure, when recalling a lifetime of failure, multi-language goals are vague or wandering. No matter what you do, the establishment of direction is always the most critical link. When you go home, home is your goal; When you stand on the battlefield, defeating the enemy is your goal; When you get the task assigned by the leader, then completing the task is your goal; When you write, completing your chapter beautifully is your goal. In the journey of life, there are many goals. Sometimes there are conflicts between goals. One of them must be more. At this time, you must make clear which one is your goal. Understanding the situation and setting goals are the primary tasks before you act. No matter what choice you make, you must always stick to your goal direction. When you go home, you should know that you are going home. Don’t stop by the toy stores around and forget the direction of your home; When you stand on the battlefield, don’t forget to defeat the enemy, don’t be fooled and seduced by the enemy, and forget the goal of the war; When you get the task assigned by the leader, don’t forget to complete the task, don’t be abandoned by many chores, forget the entrustment of the leader; When writing, don’t forget to finish the chapter, don’t be intoxicated by the TV music, and forget the work you wrote. In the journey of life, there are always many temptations and choices. At this time, we should stick to our own goals and march towards the ideal of life. We should not be hesitated by some irrelevant temptations, go wrong without knowing it. Nurhachi, the Emperor of Qing Dynasty, was ambitious and dedicated to the world. Unifying Jurchens on the road was the only way for him; Nurhachi, who had been fighting for most of his life, hoped to fulfill his wish in his lifetime and never had his own reunification; on the way to unify Haixi women, The kings of various countries in Hercynian Jurchens married their sisters and daughters to Nurhachi one after another, only to protect their own territory, but the Emperor of Qing dynasty had a clear goal and did not mess up because of the marriage and contribution; emperor Taizu of Qing Dynasty had always adhered to his ideal, and finally completed the great cause of reunification in the hands of his son Huang Taiji, founding the Qing Dynasty. When a goal is achieved, a new goal should be established on this basis. The establishment of goals should always be based on one’s own cognition and experience, otherwise it will be like a castle in the air, which is difficult to achieve. It will eventually be a dream, and the dream will be broken immediately after waking up. The goal of life should also be established on a reasonable basis. For example, the goal of saving money annually should take the current salary and the speed of salary increase as the status quo, so as to get a suitable goal for oneself. Understand step by step, understand step by step, step by step to the high point of life, the completion of one goal as the basis of another goal, linked with each other, the life path will be more and more steadfast, and will always move towards the end of success in life. Life is like a mountain ladder. Along the way, one foot strengthens one layer, and the other foot can march towards a higher layer. Step by step, small goals accumulate into big goals. 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…

Who can keep that tree bright

I remember an ancient poem saying that the wind in February and spring is like scissors. I have to admire the talent and learning of the Ancients when I think about it. Yes, the spring breeze from ancient times still plays the role of scissors, cutting carefully in this land full of praises. Looking at the green branches and the green grass in the school, I began to praise the spring as if following the trend. (I always said that praising spring was the most common way before) pushing the door of the dormitory, the row of cherry blossoms were so vivid that they were compelling. No bees came, but many beauty lovers came to use cameras to retain the rare beauty. The most pleasant thing to go to the watering house to fetch water every day is just walking through the row of cherry trees, watching the pink cherry blossoms passing by, and occasionally some branches gliding over the head. Sometimes I think that road is too short, which makes me unable to enjoy the pleasure. Maybe I am too greedy. Any good thing is short but meaningful. Sometimes I would like to pick a flower as an eternal memorial, but the stretched hand could not bear to destroy the blooming free little life. The night rain of spring never had any omen. Listening to the rain outside the window, I began to worry about the life outside the door with smiling faces. Will you continue to smile after the storm? Surprisingly, in the morning after the rain, the air became more fresh after a baptism. Those Flowers singing in the sunshine yesterday were so bright that they were suffocating in the fresh air after the rain. Even if there were tears in his eyes, he could not cover the smile that emitted sunshine. That happiness is a little more than the toy that children have been longing for, and even deeper than the couples who haven’t seen each other for many years. I don’t care whether the fragrance is gone, after the petals wither, it will turn into spring mud to protect flowers or fall into mud to grind dust, and I don’t care who will remember the beauty that has been here after the petals fly, I don’t care whether it will last forever. After Flowers fly and flowers fall, the course of life will be drawn to an end. There will be no disappointment or struggle, accept all the established things obediently and leave the place where you love deeply. Rather than accepting it, it is a choice. The short life strikes the most touching melody, composes the most touching gorgeous chapter, and shows the most beautiful moment. We shouldn’t shed tears of regret for its silence. Who can pay for this calm, and who can keep the brilliance of this tree? The swallow has gone, and when I come again, the peach blossom thanks, and when I open again. The cherry blossoms full of trees will also bloom in the spring breeze of the coming year. At that time, could anyone know that one was once acquainted? Will the small smiling faces full of trees find that pairs of staring eyes are deep in my memory? In the Intoxicating spring breeze, the faint fragrance of flowers came oncoming, and no one could leave a hurried step for anyone. Time drives all the steps that want to stay and listen or stop to wait and see. Only a few memories on the diary can show that I have been here. Like (prose editor: prose online) 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…

Birthday, I said…..

In my parents’ hometown, my 20th birthday is also a big birthday. Maybe it was because of my interest. My father turned out the diary two or ten years ago, and didn’t find it until then, it turned out that my date of birth recorded in his diary was two months different from the date of birth in my mother’s memory. Since I was born at the end of the year, the time difference of two months is enough for the new year. Father said: white paper and black words, indeed chisel. My mother said: that day was the day when my belly was hollowed out and the date was embedded in. There could be no mistake. I said wisely: is it the difference between the lunar calendar and the solar calendar? Impossible! I never remember the lunar calendar! This is the only consensus of parents. I was born in a small village in the countryside. What welcomed me to this world was the midwife with rural characteristics at that time. Later, I always asked her to deliver the mother-in-law. That night, it was snowing heavily, and my mother-in-law came to my house hurriedly. After my mother’s cramps and the pain like a wrong bone, she took me away from my mother’s body easily. Because it was too cold and it was night again, my mother-in-law wiped me hastily, then put me into my mother’s bed and went home to warm the bed. After I stripped off my mother’s body, I howled a few times unaccustomed, and then turned my hands again. Then I tilted my mouth and asked my parents for food, my parents, who were new parents, could not explain my body language at all. The only thing they understood was that everything was normal for their daughter, which relieved them. However, because I couldn’t get the food I needed, I no longer insisted and fell asleep. My poor parents were very unaccustomed to my existence in this silent night. They opened their eyes wide and stared at their daughter in panic, just like staring at an animal, An animal they have never seen before, their daughter is too ugly, with several deep wrinkles on her forehead, and her frozen purple skin is as thin as cicada feather, and still crumpled….. In this state of disappointment and fear, it is understandable if there is any clerical error in my father’s diary that day. I just came to this world casually and easily. I didn’t need a hospital, a doctor, or a birth certificate. I grew up healthily. My father didn’t register for me until I ran all over the floor. When I was about to go to school, my father, who was born in a scholarly disciple, was eager to let my daughter Cheng Feng go to school early. Under the circumstance that household registration management was not strict enough at that time, go to the brigade department and change the date of birth for me. This date has been used till now, and it is also the date of birth on my ID card. At the age of twenty, I happily had three birthdays. My childhood birthday was a bowl of noodles and two eggs. At that time, it was not a luxury, but it was also called a good meal. However, I don’t like eating noodles very much. What I favor is the two eggs lying under the noodles. But I was never in a hurry to finish the noodles. Instead, I picked up one gently and sucked it slowly. The noodles slipped into my mouth, and when it came to the breakpoint, it would burst, throw it into your mouth as quickly as possible, and splash the noodle soup on your face at the same time….. Therefore, I raised my face, held two dimples, giggled for a long time, and then made the same mistake again….. Now I think about it, what I admire most is my mother’s ability to fry eggs. At that time, when there was little oil and salt, she could always fry eggs in the inside, tender and crisp. Golden eggs have infinite attraction to me. I pecked along the edge of the eggs with my thin teeth, and finally left round egg yolk. Then I gently bit an incision, the unsolidified egg yolk slowly passes through the tip of the tongue, flows into the esophagus, and directly enters the stomach….. When I can eat two bowls of noodles, I can continue the joy of childhood for a lifetime….. After 20 years old, I seldom eat noodles made by my mother, because I was not at home most of the time. I can no longer remember my birthday. In the past two years, birthday, this special day, has come back. Today’s birthday is a kind of concern for friends, a set of underwear, a memory of an album, a pendant romance, and a deep feeling in the heart…… 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…