Let’s go and talk

I am not used to telling my happiness, nor writing my sadness on my face. Although my body and mind are tired, I hide all the peace and endless loneliness in my heart, face everyone with a seemingly peaceful heart; I don’t know whether it is lucky or unfortunate. However, in this February, at this moment, I want to use some words to record those original people in my life. Dear Father, mother, dear father, mother. This kind of appellation only appears in the words. I am a girl in the mountain, without the freedom and ease of the children in the city, I will not use some intimate appellation to express my feelings for them, but I love them, really love. Their blood flowed in my body, with their traces in my appearance and their shadows in my character. My whole body was given by them, including body and soul. I always believe that the person who loves me most in the world must be his parents. I believe and feel the love from them devoutly. For 25 years, the small Indus tree in front of the door has grown tall and stout, and I don’t know how many toon trees behind the house have been picked by me, even the pear tree I planted myself has grown fruits one after another. The steps of the years are also disappearing at the same time. For example, when I grew up, they were old, with scabbed marks falling on their faces, arms, corners of eyes and hairs. Always at a certain moment, in a relatively silent day, I looked up and saw the traces left by time on them, which were the marks of the growth of the three children and the witness of their work. Time is so tender, always more and more arbitrary in the face of youth, time is also so mean, I always shed too much sadness on the way. On a relatively leisurely afternoon, sitting in front of my mother, watching her comb her hair quietly. At the moment the comb streaked through the hair, a string of Sunshine penetrated into her eyes. Her hair became thinner and thinner, and it would fall down every time she combed her hair. She always cleaned the hair stuck in the comb one by one after combing her hair, and then there was a layer of hair falling on the ground. That day, I looked through the few photos at home, two of which were my mother’s, one of which was her hot wavy curly hair, wearing a red plaid coat, black trousers and black cloth shoes, which was the simplest dress, she can’t hide her beauty. One is a photo of her wearing a white floral top with two thick braid, which makes her braid look black and bulky because of her small figure. Looking at the past, looking at the present, what she has lost is not only black hair, but also her youth. In the years, the eyes of the season smudged the prosperity of strangers, and also eroded her appearance. What kind of emotion is it, which always reminds me of that face at the most helpless moment, with a hint of sadness flowing into my heart and opening up a memory. About Dad, I want to say too much, but I don’t know where to start. It is a feeling that I want to say but can’t say it. He is serious. I have been afraid of him since I was young, he dared not to say something or ask any questions. Even after being scolded and beaten by him, he was full of anger and dared not to gnaw. For so many years, the stubbornness in my character has something to do with him. When the memory was salty in my eyes, tears fell on the pillow. I understood his difficulty. In such an environment, sometimes he was helpless. He spent only a few days at home in lunar January. He was busy visiting relatives and elders every day, and seldom had dinner together. If it was in the past, I thought it would be a happy thing for him not to be at home. At least he could do whatever he wanted without so many worries. But now, without his dining table, it seems that something is missing. I think this should be the most essential concern among relatives, It is a silent miss. Even though he scolded me now, he was dissatisfied with me and angry with me. I also dared to hang up his phone in a bad mood occasionally, and then I would not go back, but that emotion has always been and become stronger. I want to summarize my feelings for my parents in one sentence, but I haven’t thought of it until now. At this time, spring has arrived. In the village of the mountain city, there are my relatives and brothers who are engraved the deepest and most concerned about forever, my sister drank the same mountain spring water, ate the same meal, had the same face, and had the same blood flowing in her body. We are a family, and we will always be. No matter where they are in the future, where I am, and how many days of getting together in a year, I am their sister, who has a bad temper, loves shouting and misses their sister all the time. Let’s talk about my sister first. She had been ill for several years, which delayed her time in college. This was the most painful thing for her family. The illness tormented her all the time, as well as her parents. I could feel her pain, her fear and sadness, but I couldn’t share them for her. This February, her illness went from time to time. The good thing was that her body was no longer inclined due to the side effects of the medicine. What was bad was that her mood was always unstable, which made people worried. Maybe this is just a temporary phenomenon, and it will be fine in a few days, because she has already recovered before, isn’t it? In the sunshine of February, she was full of happiness, people who liked her, father, mother, brother and me who loved her. I thought she would get better, then welcome the best life in the blooming days. My younger brother is always very sensible and seldom worries people. Although he was the youngest in his family, he did the most work compared with my sister and me. No matter he went to school in his hometown or Xi’an, he was always helping his family during holidays, he also asked for leave to help when he was busy with farming. It was the immature child on the shoulder who took a lot of burdens unconsciously. I should be happy or sad for him. It was a little unclear, and more seemed to be some distressed. He left home in lunar January 11 this year. He graduated last year, worked for more than half a year, and resigned at the end of the year. I really wanted him to leave after the Lantern Festival at home, but he insisted on going out early, saying that he wanted to find a job as soon as possible. I understood his mood. He has been running job fairs these days, sending resumes and interviewing. Yesterday, he called and said: it has not been confirmed yet, and it is still going on. As far away from, In addition, my personal ability is limited, so I can’t help anything. I can only tell him some basic skills, and let him not worry for a while. Take your time and everything will be fine. I understand that this is a challenge and growth with him. To grow up quickly in front of reality, we must learn to face, persist and find our own stage in a suitable place, and then efforts struggle. Don’t want to say anything more, just hope that he can find a suitable job in February, and then work hard to enrich himself. We have experienced a lot from knowing each other to knowing each other and loving each other. There are peach blossoms in spring, hot sun in summer, bleak autumn and cold winter,, after all, we did not leave; Maybe this was the fate of the previous life, or maybe it was the fate of this life. At the beginning of the new year, there was a lot of work waiting for him to do. He would be very busy, tired and hard. I just wanted him to know that no matter how late he was, when he walked to the bottom of the dormitory, there will be a window with a light on, and someone will open the door for him. Life, Good short. We need to love ourselves, the people around us, and the real world. Life, long. When we come together, there are two lonely people and one more ordinary people in the world. We need to face all kinds of problems, plain is the most basic and easy thing to consume feelings. Selfishness has always been there. It is a toxin in life. Only a little bit can hurt people; Betrayal has never gone far, that was the most powerful killer in marriage. If you don’t pay attention to it, you will be black and blue. My whole life is so short. I am afraid that I will not have time to finish the delicious meal and let him eat enough. It is a long life. I hope that we can walk through prosperity, live through plain life, eliminate selfishness, stay away from betrayal, trust, tolerance, responsibility with side. In the afternoon, there was a faint cloud on the horizon, which was like my thoughts and feelings. Such a scene makes me have to face myself and those I love most with a warm feeling. When the seasonal breeze blows over the ground to cool, I think of a flower blooming in the water, which is beautiful and graceful. 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…

Woman bones of desolation

The quiet afternoon, the lazy sunshine poured over the whole cabin through the window, the warmth spread all over the body instantly, and the messy thoughts wandered around with the disordered mood. The desolation in the bones that women are born with finally makes women more miserable because they meet love, move love, sink in love and destroy love. The wounded woman’s sadness and reluctance at this moment are pale. The helplessness and weakness at this moment are unnecessary. It is said that a woman is an angel. Only men who are attracted by her own heart have tears, fall into the world, and become ordinary people. Epiphany, women are born with desolation in their bones, and everything comes from love! Women in men’s eyes like noise, pursue prosperity and desire to play coquetry. However, the delicate, straightforward and exposed beauty often makes men confused and fascinated. But that kind of feeling often only exists in the moment in men’s heart, exists in the moment, and what women gain after passion is only pain and bitterness. Men don’t know. More often, in fact, women prefer solitude and peace. Although the silence like death will make people slightly depressed, the woman alone is the most abundant and tough moment in her heart. The agitation and panic accumulated by all kinds of trifles in daily life gave women the meditation of perfect blend of reality and ideal in the moment of solitude, so the silent woman after solitude was Anyi and tranquil, it is dense and intelligent, flying and wise, elegant and calm. So the woman who was alone finally found the outlet of vent. Although there are thousands of twists and turns, the desolation in the bones still lingers in the end. As long as you don’t touch love easily, the desolation in women’s bones will be less domineering and less intrusive. Life is a permanent topic. People have elaborated such a long history, but they can’t talk clearly or argue thoroughly. Love is the eternal theme in life, and it is the origin of women falling from Angel to Earth. Women are always as weak as water, and as desolate as ever. Women always have the desolation in their bones, everything is for love! 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…

With Mom and Dad to travel

Plan your life, so clearly describe what you want to do in words one by one. After reading it, you suddenly sigh with emotion. Maybe it is because you haven’t had such a plan for a long time. Maybe it is, in the daily running, I have forgotten such details, which can bring more surprises to life, maybe small, but very warm. Friends said that most of the time we all know where we are wrong and whether we can take that difficult first step to change. Most of the time, it is not just a step-by-step problem, but a pattern that has been formed in our hearts. Change means growth. Most of the time, we sigh with emotion that the plan can’t catch up with the change, so we neglect the plan and plan when we are busy. Invisible, we are too high in the status of change. A friend who is not very familiar once said that this year’s goal is to take mom and dad on a trip, and the location is to be determined, because it depends entirely on where mom and dad want to go. At that time when we saw her goal, we were not very familiar with it. We just had a meal with our mutual friends. Later we left contact information for each other and added QQ friends, occasionally, when sending a greeting message on holidays, the relationship is as simple as that. I am a slow-moving person, he always seems very quiet in front of unfamiliar people, and it is not easy for him to get to know each other quickly. But when I saw her words later, I suddenly felt that I looked at this girl who didn’t have much deep impression on me. In my heart, I felt that such a girl must be a friend worth making. Suddenly I remembered a certain issue of “If you are the one”. When the male guest mentioned the girl type he appreciated, he said that the girl he wanted to find should be filial first, because if a girl is filial to her parents, then she will not be bad to others, and if a girl is not filial enough to her parents, then let’s talk about filial piety to other people’s parents and kindness to others. I thought it was quite reasonable at that time. Later, because of that diary, I got familiar with that friend. When chatting, I always talked about my parents, and because my hometown was not far away, there were always endless topics. After reading my friend’s plan, I started my own plan. Sometimes I would worry about my dullness, but fortunately, I could predict such kind children around me, let me know the simplest but truest truth, goodness and beauty from their actions. Life, with more plans, you can walk more steadily. Even if there are changes, you can still face them calmly. That is to say, this subtle life makes us more grateful to life and the people and things around us. Taking parents to travel, I think, this plan should be the plan for all children, or, in other words, a task. Just like the friend said, the location is tentative, and then mom and dad will go wherever they want. I always remember that my mother came to the city where I worked from hometown last year and took her to the famous mountain of praying for dreams. There was a shop specialized in selling jade accessories on the mountain. We didn’t know anything about Jade. When we said we wanted to buy a souvenir for Mom, Mom refused all the time, the reason is nothing more than that the economic conditions of my newly graduated job are not allowed, but when my mother wore the jade ornaments around her neck, the joy and happiness in her expression made me deeply understand, in their eyes, what they care about is not how expensive things are, but the heart of their children. At that time, I promised my mother that next time, I would definitely take her to a better place and buy her a better gift. And this promise has always been my encouragement to myself, to make myself move forward harder, in order to give them a better promise. In the eyes of parents, traveling does not only care about how good the place is, but also how beautiful the tourist attractions are. The main thing is that we are with us and how expensive the gifts are, the point is that it was bought by their children. 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…

See streamer gone

The old year is over, and the New Year is coming. The time was narrow and the finger seam was wide. It was the end of the world that the Mayans predicted in the legend in 2012. I am a person without faith. If you don’t believe in the Lord, Shakyamuni, Allah, and even more, you will surely realize it. I only believe that every living life I see really exists, including myself. That is to say, I don’t believe that life has reincarnation, and I don’t believe that life has past life and afterlife. People die like lights off. There is only one life belonging to us, so I value and cherish life. Time is limited. Pursuing the sincerity and truth of life and seeking the truth, goodness and beauty in life are more important than anything in my opinion. The problem of death often comes to mind, not because of the saying of the end of the world. But the fleeting time, which makes us grow old and die slowly. After a bag of cigarettes, I have been in this world for nearly 49 years, belonging to a person who has been half a hundred years. It has been half a hundred years. When I was a child, I read the article describing the age of an old man like this, imagining his aging, imagining his faltering steps with gray temples, thinking that I was far away from him, who knows I became him quickly! Finally, I can look back on most of my life. When I look back on those past events, I will not regret for wasting my time, nor be ashamed for doing nothing, not to mention the sad feelings of young people who are not working hard. At this time, the heart is sour, the tears are salty, the courage is bitter, but the brain is blank. Ideal is full. Reality is very skinny. Gradually understand that many things are not transferred by human will. Before, I met an expert who told me that my previous life was a Wandering Dancer, a woman who was unmarried for life, A deaf-mute woman who could only express her feelings with body language was infatuated with and followed by many men. After hearing this, I was very surprised and speechless for a long time. Firstly, I don’t believe in the theory of reincarnation. Secondly, I don’t believe that I lived so free and easy in my last life. I often laugh and say that in my last life, I must have been a person who had done many evils, suffered all kinds of evils and suffered all the time. I came to pay off my debts in this life. When I grow old, compared with when I was young, the most important thing is that my view of things has changed. The heart is transparent and the eyes are clear. We know that the changes of things are regular, and at the same time, we know more about the impermanent life. I don’t care much about everything that keeps pace with the times in today’s society. I like a slightly closed life, which can avoid accepting those concepts, opinions and viewpoints that appear in secular ways. The abundance of materials and the development of science and technology cannot make me feel the true texture of life. Only the abundance of the spiritual world can make me feel at ease and satisfied, but I can’t find anything that can make my spirit more abundant, that is to say, my life has no goal and lacks direction, I don’t know what I really want. It seems that I haven’t found it for most of my life. I often worry about it and see the emptiness and lack in my heart. I like the slow pace of life, the natural friendship and the everlasting love. The relationship between people should be mutual penetration, mutual learning, mutual improvement and mutual encouragement. Love is true. My beloved Love should be like a gurgling flowing stream, which is endless and nourishes our life all my life. The overwhelming love, volcanic eruption and turbulent love came too fast and faded too fast, which was not the way I liked or used. Fortunately, I have this stream in this life. Every time in the dead of night, I can hear the spring in my heart flowing happily and tinkling. At this moment, I really sigh the beauty of life. I am not a thoughtful person, but I am born to pay attention to the details of life. I believe everything but doubt everything. I often do something against my heart, so I always feel wronged. In fact, no one forced me to do this. Through my own observation of myself, I think I like and get used to being alone, and the real life makes me feel powerless. If there is an afterlife, I would like to be a Wandering Dancer, a deaf-mute woman who can only express her feelings with body language…… 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…