Scattered people

The night gradually became dark, and the houses and trees in front of us were all faded into the black. The black and silent night always gives me a deep imagination, just like the quiet world can be imagined with eyes closed. I once stared at the trees outside the window blankly. With the change of seasons, the leaves changed from light green to dark green, from dark green to light yellow, from light yellow to light black. Now, leaves give up their attachment to trees, quietly turned into a ghost under the tree, and finally there was only the dead branches competing to insert directly into the sky, drawing a circle of annual rings in the sky. As time goes by, things are neither human nor human. This night, the dew of Winter Night rippled in my heart, just like pictures one after another Jumping Frames in my mind, disappearing past, bleak memories, write a pale comma for young youth. The time I used to read was totally different from now. I used to read for entering a higher school, but now I read for work with different purposes. Of course, the two periods of time are different. The past and the present are separated by thick glass. Looking back, you can still see some shadows, laughter and tears, but you can only see blurred if your eyes are sour and your mind is swollen, so that tears are in your eyes. In the past days, there were my close friends who accompanied me through many wonderful times and gave me many wonderful memories. Now, they have scattered all over the world, leaving me alone, it looks like a fallen migratory bird flying south. Time was too hurried. We all struggled in the palm of time, which was beyond recognition and flesh and blood. Recalling the past Road, the scenery I have seen, the tears flowing through, at this moment, under the gentle overlooking of the fluorescent lamp, I feel more and more that time is the greatest healer, it smoothed the pain like the wind, leaving a trace of memory. The memory proved that I am strong and had endured more than a dozen spring, summer, autumn and winter. Now I understand that my former friends will also be friends in the future. Even if they are scattered all over the world, I hope that one day we can get together and count the memories in the flowing light. If we are still scattered all over the world, I won’t feel heartbroken any more, because I understand that those people who appear and disappear in life, like friends scattered all over the world and parents who will eventually grow old, are angels who teach me love, teach me to grow up and cherish. People scattered all over the world will also have new friends and a new way to go. Time flies. The only thing that never changes is constant change. But some memories are worth remembering. Like (prose editor: prose online) 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…

Sparrow

Looking at the sparrows flying freely in the sky, I feel very happy! Listening to them falling on the branches singing, it seems to be singing, maybe it is a colorful world of singing, maybe it is a life of singing ups and downs, maybe it is a life of singing joys and sorrows, maybe it was singing the beautiful hope that I entered into my memory in my conjecture. A childhood past came to my mind again, and I couldn’t tell whether it was sentimental or happy. When I was three years old, I suffered from poliomyelitis, and my legs retired early. Therefore, I saved a lot of money for shoes for so many years. Every day I could only sit on the kang and look out of the window. The lively and lovely Sparrow always attracted my attention. I liked it very much, so I made a noise to let my parents catch the Sparrow for me to play. But my parents refused to arrest me, saying that I was too young to kill sparrows. My dissatisfaction with my parents naturally remains in my heart. When I was 8 or 9 years old, I still loved sparrows, and my desire to catch sparrows was still constant. But I won’t tell my parents, because they once refused me. I often dreamed that I could walk and catch sparrows. I always woke up happily when catching sparrows, and then fell asleep with tears in disappointment. Until one night, my father caught two sparrows and borrowed a birdcage to put them in the Birdcage for me. I was so happy that I couldn’t describe my unspeakable joy! I have been repressed in my heart, and my dissatisfaction with my parents has been resolved quietly. Besides being happy, I am still happy. But I didn’t know until later that my father fell down from the ladder when catching sparrows. Fortunately, he didn’t hurt him. Looking at the lively Sparrow in the cage, it seemed that I suddenly lost my loneliness and loneliness. I felt that life was full of fun. My mother not only had to take care of me, but also had to help me feed the Sparrow. But at that time I didn’t think about my mother’s hard work. Sometimes she was so busy that she forgot to feed my sparrow that I would be angry with her. My mother will apologize to me for this! When the sparrow was raised for less than a week, I didn’t know why it was. A sparrow died suddenly. I’m so distressed, I cried, crying very sad! For this, my father caught another Sparrow for me, but I couldn’t be happy at all. Therefore, I hate myself so much. If I let this Sparrow go, maybe it will not die. Suddenly, I wanted to release these two sparrows, but I was reluctant. The ambivalence made me think that the sparrow in this cage was the same as me. I couldn’t walk out of the house and it couldn’t fly out of the cage. But the difference is that I can change its fate and give it freedom. Why don’t I do it? I asked myself in my heart. So I opened the window, opened the door of the Birdcage, and the Sparrow flew out with a sound. My heart flew out at that moment.. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…