Occasionally think of you

The scene of encounter is a familiar fragment, which reminds me of you, friend. Three or two young boys gathered together with strange expressions, muttering in their mouths as if they were plotting a plan for a certain purpose. Who is the fruit of a tree? Ducks wandering in the river? Mixed phase stand. Naughty Boy. Like you, like me, shadow. At some point, you can say a very unique word: why does that bird stand on the telegraph pole and keep on the tree? A smiling face with bad intentions. I said: Why do you stand in the room instead of outside? You are squinting at me: a scumbag, don’t tell you. I laughed and said, “Who told you to be full? Don’t worry. You don’t care where the bird is standing. I like it, you blow. If I didn’t make tea, I would strangle you. I just made tea by myself. Sometimes you are too lazy to light a cigarette, and your hands quickly and steadily take away the cigarette in my mouth, take a mouthful of it, and spray the smoke on my face. The scumbag is proud: incense, really fragrant. I am mad at you. Besides lighting another cigarette for yourself, what can I do. It is hard to hide half a grain of sand in your eyes. When you see the superficial injustice, you will shout loudly and have a strong temperament. When I was so excited, suddenly you gave me a cigarette: it’s better to smoke without seeing it. It was said in my mouth that it was difficult to get rid of the turbid air in my heart, and the figure stepping out shook my eyes. It is difficult for you to understand if your identity does not match. Yes, it’s better to smoke. Take away the suffocation in your heart by the dissipation of smoke from your ribs, and return yourself to a clear vision! You are not me, I am not you, and the subtleties in it are countless. If you are not straight, you will be confused. I usually see you laughing and laughing, and the love affair is thousands of miles away from you. Have you ever thought about it! When the trouble comes to you, you are also overcast by words. Your face is as smooth as jade, and your heart is as dark as the wind. Knowing the details is just a trivial matter in life. I walked quietly in front of you, with two fingers bending like pliers in the food. Suddenly, I stretched out my hand and pinched it at the end of your nose, seeing your tears pouring down, I burst into laughter and shrank rapidly (I know this action is going to be beaten by you). Seeing your embarrassment with tears, I said gloomily: just cry, just cry. The ending is that I, too, was pinched by you. I didn’t let my tears run out of two lines. Scumbags are just you. If someone else does, he will die. You said it bitterly. The clouds are light and the wind is clear. The sky is blue and the Earth is black. The dark clouds disperse and the sun comes out. Smoke is on the lips, rubbing the painful nose and looking at each other. The corners of the mouth of the video playback have been slightly tilted and then laughed. Friends! Each other, occasionally make bad, very wonderful. 2011.913 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…

Little Flower forcing rain

Early in the morning, the autumn wind is blowing, and the lead cloud is heavy. The Little Raindrops drifted in the cool wind. As soon as the summer heat was over, the cold air came. The lush world was highlighted with a few rays of yellow, dazzling. Sigh, old age, nothing, sad! I came to the school as always and deleted the card at the school gate, indicating that I had come to have a meal on time. Through the distribution Square, I stepped on the floor tiles full of convex and concave patterns, rising and falling with thousands of knots in my heart, which disturbed people’s hearts. People say: This sentence is really classic. When I was just doing it, I was full of enthusiasm. With the increase of working years, boredom came into being. This is occupational tiredness. The teaching profession even makes you exhausted. Facing the same students every day and the constantly improved teaching materials, I can’t make a little new every day and a big new one, as experts said. On the contrary, my heart is full of exhaustion and boredom. However, it is very helpless for people to live. If they want to eat, the old and the young all have their eager eyes open, with their thirsty mouths open. All these forced me to struggle like a windlass. Think about yourself, besides being able to enjoy yourself on the platform of three feet, you really have nothing to stand firm in other fields. Shake your head and guess how to go on like this! Looking up, the railings outside the classroom of my class on the front third floor were full of students. When I saw me, I didn’t know who yelled: The teacher is here. Everyone panicked as a bird, and suddenly disappeared. At this moment, the Monitor ran towards me from the stairs, stood in front of me and said, “teacher, good morning. My classmates asked me to invite you as a representative. I one Leng. Please Me. What is the play today? I stared at him with a slight smile without saying a word. It means: be frank and lenient, and be strict with resistance. He pretended to be sophisticated and his face did not change. After all, I still can’t hold my sword-like eyes. There was a secret smile on the face. Just waiting for the truth, a flash of light flashed through my mind. Oh, today is Teacher’s Day. The annual day of urging people to turn black hair into white hair is coming again. No joy, more filled with sorrow. I thought: what evil do you guys want to do? Hum, I’m not afraid, wait until I go up and walk. As the Monitor came to the corridor outside the classroom, he bowed and peeped out of the glass. The whole class took books in hand as reading, and the eyebrows around his eyes were a little excited. At first glance, it was selling dog meat with sheepskin. I stepped into the classroom with three strides and was about to scold. More than a dozen classmates rushed here. They didn’t see the weapons in their hands clearly, so they were covered with colorful snow. I waved my hands to cover the snow. Helpless own weak and finally came down to was defeated. Standing in the corridor, I adjusted my expression, pulled down my horse’s face and walked into the classroom with anger. No one is allowed to say anything, so I was shocked. Without the password, the whole class stood up, bowed respectfully to me and said with one voice: Teacher, Happy Teachers’ Day! Seeing the serious appearance of several children with hyperactivity everyday. My heart surged and tears came out of my eyes. The artificial dark clouds on my face burst away because of the warmth in my heart. A tired heart is suddenly like the spring breeze and drizzle, wandering softly in the ocean of love, soft and sweet. Confused, drunk, tired quietly fade away. Holding all kinds of greeting cards and colorful bookmarks sent by children in hand is like receiving a sincere blessing and a kindness. Teacher, this is given to you by Xu Siyao. Suddenly hearing this name, I felt extremely reluctant and attached to it. Siyao moved away because of the changes in his parents’ work. I was very excited to receive his greeting card. I opened it at once, and Siyao wrote a lot on the card. I felt grateful, missed every word, and blessed every word. At this moment, my tears became a thread and rain in front of these children. It turns out that the life of three feet platform and two inches of chalk is not as boring and tasteless as I thought. In this trickle day, in my gradually lost youth, I accidentally inserted branches and willows, and did not intend to irrigate the seedlings. Maybe one day, these willows will become shadow, and these seedlings will become pillars. If life is a train going forward, then happiness and loss are the scenery along both sides of the lane, and I only see the scenery of loss all the time, the children’s love let me see the scenery of happiness. Love is strong, and it drips flowers and rains. 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…

At that time, we were still young

Sometimes, I would leave everything aside without scruple, leave all the sadness and pain behind my head, and ride my bike along the long endless path. I once walked along such a familiar path, but gradually found myself lost and had no direction. Maybe I would encounter something, maybe I would encounter it. At that time, we were young and lacked all kinds of capital, but we didn’t lack youth, so we played crazily like eating plain melon seeds. Everything was natural and indifferent. However, sometimes, looking back, dreams are far away and unreachable. All of a sudden, I stood there, confused, ignorant, who is the direction of WHO, who is the dream of who, I grabbed the most heart-wrenching pain with my hands, let life be full of excitement. I try my best to make him so tortured. Maybe that moment is the time to feel comfortable. Suddenly one day, I would step on a bicycle crazily, walk through the dusty world of the state city, slowly lose myself, leave all my worries behind, and ride crazily, just like driving lifeline, then a sudden brake, let the vibration tell yourself that you are still sober. Maybe there was a moment when I suddenly found that everything was no longer right, whether it was too late or there was no chance. I was also suddenly scared, afraid that one day, I would lose more, to have nothing, nothing, worth or not. I handed all these questions to the car to finish. Just like sometimes, when a play is over, I want to leave alone without leaving anything, so silent, without sigh, cheers and traces. But one day, I suddenly found that when I couldn’t let everything go, what did it mean when I turned back. At that time, we were very young, and everything would be indifferent. Even if we fell down, we could still get up fiercely and tell the whole world that I was still very strong. We climbed the tree when we were young together, listened to those songs that we used to be so familiar with, and held hands: it’s getting cold, I will keep you warm. Are there too many stories hidden in the Back Mountain, countless drops, tears, tears that are not willing to be seen by others, fear, loneliness, loss and laughter, the warmest embrace of that time, is there an old place sometimes? When one day you suddenly find me gone, you will find me there. Sometimes, you suddenly sit beside me, close to the warmest heart, watching your sweet smile, and suddenly find that there are no troubles, and you can’t remember, I can’t remember anything or nothing. In winter, you need a warm heart. If you are lonely and closed for a long time, your hidden care, confidence, smile and everything will gradually feel exhausted, I dare not face myself, others or everything here. I even give up everything suddenly. No matter what I ask, I will not worry about anything I say. A person’s quiet music is so light and soft, like a warm flower after the fourth grade. I will escape from everything, even if I feel distressed and bitter. This is wrong, and it will definitely be wrong. I said worry, this is worry. If you love your dream, you should pursue it well. Don’t Stop, work harder, be confident, learn more and see more, and gradually become stronger. At that time, we were young and could do anything and nothing. When we waited in one place, I would find that everything we had at that time would not feel lonely and lonely, and sealed ourselves up, you can no longer worry about anything. No sigh, no tolerance. Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…

Hotel California

On the highway, the passenger plane and I were chatting everywhere on the bus, which was loaded with dozens of tons of long-distance goods. The driver is a middle-aged man with more than twenty years of experience, and chatting is an effective means to restrain sleepiness in long distance, which is the basic common sense. But the topic always has an end, especially those who have generation gap. After talking all the topics that could be caught in my mind, there was only the roar of the engine mixed with the wind. There was almost no change in the road ahead except for the occasional small corner. I tried hard to say something, but there was really nothing to say. Although the noise roar came from my ears, it was especially quiet in the cab. It seemed that I could play some music to dispel the silence in the noise. But where should I put my sight? On the left, Shi Ji’s face was full of concentrated expressions, which obviously had no reason to keep my sight no matter from personal preference or life safety. The trees on the right side of the road were moving Blurred. In the distance, except for the field plants and the occasional houses were moving slowly, all of which made people mad and boring. I had to listen to the song, but there was no focus in my eyes to summarize the front reluctantly. The road in the distance came slowly, but he was eager to plug a song of California hotel under the car, which made people intoxicated on such a journey. The classic part of classic old songs lies in that few lyrics and melodies are perfectly matched, which can always make your heart present the texture of pictures and images —- on the dark and desolate road, the cool breeze blew away my hair. The warm breath of colitas (drugs) rose in the air. Looking up into the distance, the slight light flickered, my mind became heavy, and my sight became more and more blurred. She had to stop to find a place to spend the night, while she was standing by the porch. I heard the bell ringing in my ears, and I thought in my heart that there was only one difference between hell and heaven. She lit a candle and led the way in front of me. Deep in the corridor, a burst of songs echoed (Illusion after taking drugs). I vaguely heard them singing: — Welcome to the California Hotel… the music, the wind and the roar of the engine make my world so quiet. Quiet can let you separate the independent music from the noisy Symphony, the melody is so beautiful; Quiet can let you separate the independent roaring wind from the noisy Symphony, nature is so close… at this moment, my mind is very clear. I know whether the driver is bumping on the county highway after getting off the highway, turning left and right or braking at variable speed. The heart is as clear and transparent as never before. I am sure that this feeling is a kind of enjoyment. The sudden awakening of the defense line in my heart is surprising. Days! When did I close my eyes! I have reminded myself that I can’t sleep on this trip! What’s going on? Why is the sleeping skin so heavy that I am sleepy? How can sleep? A series of self-accusation in the heart. I tried my best to open the sleeping skin and looked at the front and around. Although my heart was sober, the process of opening my eyes was very uncomfortable. I asked the driver about the distance from the destination, and the answer was that I still had time to rest my eyelids. After several struggles in my heart, I gave in such a reason: as long as I know clearly in my heart, how difficult it is to open my eyes! In this way, I gave up resistance. Gradually, the whole world became quiet. Music, wind and roar gradually blurred and disappeared, thoughts also stopped, and the whole time and space were still (the original name of this article is hypnotic prelude, at the beginning of writing, the purpose was to discuss the influence of environment on psychology in the process of Psychological Hypnosis —- the case that environment promotes the effect of sensory information reception on psychology) 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…