Don’t say hello bitter tired

I have experienced too many difficulties, suffered too much, and paid too much love, but it is still far from your expected goal. Although you are exhausted and physically and mentally exhausted, don’t say that you are so tired. Don’t say that you are so tired, because you are a man. It is a man who should use your sonorous language, strong muscles and blood to show that life is invincible! You should stretch your toughness in the rapids and rapids, and show your wisdom in the adversity where mountains are poor and rivers are doubtful. It is a man who should become the backbone of the family for his husband and father, and bring happiness and happiness to your descendants, your relatives and friends, and all the people who love you and love you. Don’t say that you are so tired and tired, busy is the true taste of life. Once you do nothing, loneliness and emptiness will follow you. Because you are still young, you can still get up when you fall down, and there will be tomorrow if you miss today. Because you are young, you can climb dangerous peaks for sightseeing, go to the sea to fight waves, and leave your mark anywhere in the nature; You have the right to enjoy the giving of life, but there should be more heroic spirit of breaking teeth and bleeding, because what you see on your life journey cannot be all charming scenery. I don’t believe it, you are really tired. Is it because of your overloaded efforts that you can’t get what you deserve in return? Is it because the halo of others’ success reflects the hardship of your journey that makes you feel frustrated? Or is it because you have been soaking in the honey pot for a long time and your tongue occasionally gets a little bitter that you can’t help shouting out? Really, don’t say you are so tired. Even if the winter is full of bitter wind and rain, the flower buds of Hope will still look forward to you and enjoy the verdant spring, the warm summer and the rich autumn all the way! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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…

Look back, look ahead

The warm spring breeze splashed on my cheeks, gently drifting to the edge of my thoughts. Looking at the new life that has spurted branches and buds, the eyes show the prosperity in the Peach Blossom Garden. If everything is the same, I can spend the rest of my happy life with my closest relatives. Running ceaselessly with short and thick legs, the fleshy little mouth pouting to eat all the delicious food in the world, the chubby little hands holding the snacks twice larger, happily recalling with the small pink tongue. Children’s happiness is just so simple. In a simple world, a little curiosity is satisfied, and Spring flowers bloom on their faces. Childlike, childlike, childhood, once owned but abandoned, after work, I wanted to pick it up slowly. Unfortunately, I couldn’t find the essential face of what I missed. The youth dance music rang slowly, and the rebellious temper roared wildly. The heavy family affection was sold at a discount in the youth years, and it didn’t matter whether there was or not. Suddenly, I was wronged, and the voice of my family rang from the bottom of my heart, which depressed the unease and surging under the tear gland. My parents would always think of the placeholder just by accident. Step into the Palace of marriage, have their own children, and gradually understand their parents’ painstaking efforts. In the past twenty or thirty years, I have ignored so much. The lost return is still the old test paper of family affection which can no longer be old. Sorry, you have already answered half wrong, and the Half-life happiness you ask for is incomplete without family affection, how to complete the remaining 1/2 remains to be true. The biggest mistake in life is to wait for making up. I once thought that what I lost was not terrible, and I needed to make up for it slowly after the rich days. Have I ever thought that how could Life last for a long time without giving up to others, even if it is just a glance back, the precious thing that can disappear in a flash cannot be made up at any time. Missed, not only for a lifetime, but for a lifetime with regret. Love is so unbearable. If you look back on those years, you will feel free with white hair and so on. It is the wish of every old man to enjoy his old age peacefully. The old are already gone. They are the most stubborn ones. It is not easy to strive to change after getting used to it, let alone the kinship of descendants whose blood is thicker than water. If you want them to wait, you can only clean up your heart. Looking back and looking forward, cherish the flowers and plants around you, smile every smile, relatives and friends, and you will find how rich you have gained. 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…

A person’s instant noodles

I don’t know when I started, I gradually forgot myself, those worldly disputes, no longer care about gains and losses, no longer so passionate, no longer so sensational, so sentimental. Put yourself in a person’s world, eager for sunshine, but without sunshine, look forward slowly, don’t know what it is. Once, I tried so hard to learn a lot of things, and then let everyone see that I would not be worse than others. I had to try my best to learn something that children could do when they were young, leave everything behind. However, it won’t happen now. Slowly, it will be dull, hurt and grow up. Sometimes, when eating one’s meal, one will feel lonely and lonely as well. Looking through the canteen full of that person, he just didn’t meet the familiar one. Not now. I went back to enjoy my own meal alone, and then slowly thought about the next things, a bowl of soup and a box of rice, which sent me away. I don’t care about these anymore. I see more and see more, so I grow up. When I grow up, I can only run. I am afraid of falling down in the dark. I am losing while looking for it. What on earth is bravery? Hello tomorrow, those quiet music are the realm of watching mountains or mountains, water or water, indifferent attitude, height, world and everything like that seem to be very close, but there are so many things missing, I won’t run in the rain, stay in the rain, how can I get up if I fall down? Running with tears, the better you are, the more afraid you will get. Every day, there is something like an alarm reminding me. Every moment, when I stop doing nothing, that moment is the time when I am most afraid. So I kept learning, learning something messy. I wanted to go and do everything, but I couldn’t do anything and couldn’t do it well. I don’t know what I have done. Looking back, how sad and helpless it is. Looking at the silly hot air in instant noodles, I also saw my silly self. What can I do if I get used to this kind of life? I don’t know when it started to become so dull and sentimental. Habit is still a necessity. The world is very big. I am very small. I don’t care about these or everything here. At least I have it. I will study hard. Don’t want to eat anymore, go to sleep. Tired, lie down, everything is fine. In the early morning world, it is my first time to suffer from insomnia, and my first time to be so sensitive to sound, just like the sound of your uniform breath, that little change is just like the re-scale of time, the sound of electric current, the sound of the lamp was suddenly lit up, like desperately struggling and roaring, who was locked by the big lock who’s heart, my eyes looked at the world in a daze, curl up into the loneliness and loneliness under the thorn light, even if the whole world is sleeping, I wake up! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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…

Spring breeze children

When we were sitting in the classroom and listening to the Chinese teacher reading the wind of spring written by him, we turned our heads out of the window curiously, looking for the wind of spring. Outside the window, spring is coming from a distance intensively. Look: The Willow outside the window was still bare yesterday, and today it is full of countless pale yellow leaf buds, which seems to blink your eyes! Unfortunately, we didn’t see the shadow of spring breeze, then where would she be? The Chinese teacher seemed to see our thoughts, so he simply let us open all the windows, and all the closed thoughts of the students were also opened together. Just at this moment, soft things stroked our faces, as soft as mother’s hands, and as comfortable as the teacher’s kindly eyes. Looking at the ancient willow outside the window, tens of thousands of willows swung gently at this moment, again. Those pale yellow eyes trembled slightly. Surprise and panic swayed with the shaking of the willow. Wasn’t that the feet of the wind? We almost shouted. However, the good times did not last long. Soon, the ancient willow recovered its motionless expression. Our good mood suddenly ended, all the joy suddenly became stiff, and our loss grew wildly all over the classroom. The Chinese teacher saw our thoughts and said that we could go to find Chun Feng after class. She belonged to all the children! In the spring of this year, as soon as my classmates and I had time, we went to the leaves and the Bird’s Nest, looking for the spring breeze in the swallows’s cry. When we reported the found spring breeze to the Chinese teacher, the spring breeze was unexpectedly different. Xiao Ya said: Spring Breeze is a sparkling dancer, she is dancing on the water, so cool! Keke said: Spring Breeze is Fertilizer. She slept on the leaves for a few nights, and ye er grew up. I said: Chun Feng ER is a painter. She painted our Xidu town well. I, who was poor in vocabulary, just breathed out excitedly, but could not say more words. Do you want spring breeze? Chinese teacher. Want! Since then, we have been dreaming of having spring breeze every night. In my dream, I became a painter, stepping on the spring breeze with my feet, flying everywhere and drawing my beautiful paintings everywhere. However, the spring was not long, and we entered the threshold of winter without paying attention. In the long winter, the spring breeze went somewhere, which made us look at the sky anxiously and the bare branches. The window of the classroom was always open every day, hoping that the spring breeze would step on the branches of ancient willows to climb into the window. She also hoped that she would stretch out her fingers coldly and Pat our gray thoughts. However, outside the classroom, there was still gray sky, lonely and boundless, and only the east wind was singing in the snow. The ancient willow outside the classroom looked cold and trembling. The Chinese teacher looked at us and said nothing with his head lowered. Until one day, when the Chinese teacher read his “The wind of Spring” for us again, our frozen little heart melted, and everyone read it with the teacher, it began to wave the expression touched by the spring breeze. The classmates looked at each other and suddenly found that Chunfeng hadn’t left. She lived in the hearts of the classmates! Isn’t she crawling on the faces of her classmates at the moment? As long as you are willing, you will have her in your heart! The classmates looked out of the window, and the snow in winter was still in the vast underground. Winter goes and spring comes, winter goes and spring comes. Time changes facial makeup, but the spring breeze of childhood is not old in my heart. I also tried hard to learn painting. Although nothing has been achieved, the spring breeze is still surging in my heart over the years, on the Road of Life, accompany me to walk in Xindu town for 2012, 4, 5 nights 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…