Sun

While chatting on the Internet, brother Dong and I were sitting in front of the windowsill behind the desk, basking in the sun lazily. Brother Dong is a female poet, whose writing style is extremely good. He should feel my spare time, so he proposed to invite several pen friends to write an article with the same title. I am in the heat of the sun, so I said that I would write about the sun. Brother Dong said frankly that she would organize everyone and hand in the manuscript three days later. For two consecutive days, I was really unable to write. For basking in the sun, I can only say that I like it. In the four seasons year after year, I like the feeling of alternation, the wind in spring, the rain in summer and the cloud in autumn, while in winter, it is the warm sunshine. Brother Dong first wrote out in the space, sitting alone in the sunshine of the river, giving birth to a thousand years of emotion. Just after adding the heart of his friend to stop the water, he let a beam of sunshine lean into the afternoon of his birthday, and read the treasure of life in a cup of green tea. I became more and more scared. I only felt lazy when writing down the title. In winter, I would walk through a corner of a Leeward wall in a hurry. Three or two old men were lying in the sunshine, and I felt that the world was still. Maybe there will be a white lazy cat with narrowed eyes lying beside the legs of an old man, and maybe there will be a boy of three or five years old sleeping on the knees of another old man with a lazy style, the brilliant main color is a thick landscape painting without inscription. I have an idiot friend, who usually smiles without restraint, with a face of vicissitudes. Once, when talking about the topic of how to be happy in our old age, I told him that we were in the sun all day long in front of the haystack behind the village. At noon, we waited for our daughter-in-law to shout from afar: Dad, come back. I clearly saw that his face bloomed like chrysanthemum. Young people are watching the sun-basking people, a scenery, far away, very extravagant hope, but dare not enter. The people basking in the Sun are also watching them, a series of memories, light and nostalgia, but they have passed away. Only sunshine is speechless, whether you bask or not, I am here, no increase or decrease. Once, when watching a TV program, the host told everyone that we should calm down for a few minutes now and think about what our dream was in our young age. I thought about it for several days before I remembered it. At that time, I wanted to be a Chinese teacher in primary school or junior high school. I just want to lead my students to read the articles I wrote loudly beside the warm ridge full of sunshine. Suddenly I remembered a poem of the Sun written by a poet named Lu. She sprinkled the golden light on the flowers. She lifted the small trees up. She accompanied the children to play in the fields and watched them raise the happy spray. 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…

Hibernating snakes

The night is already deep, and I want to ask softly: friend, have you slept? Recently, there are new regulations for foreigners to buy houses in Beijing, and the oil price has also risen two days ago. In addition, Xidan girls went to the Spring Festival Gala, which led more people to pour into the underground passage of Xidan and Gongzhu tomb. The appearance fee of the two migrant worker brothers Sun Yanggang has already reached tens of thousands, and they are entangled with Wang Feng’s works in spring. However, they want to thank Wang Feng after all. Wang Feng once helped them a lot, we can’t say that Wang Feng is stingy to prevent him from singing “spring”. We should understand that Wang Feng is not a heartless person, and he has always been helping the Rising Sun to be masculine. Are these related to me? Nothing, really has nothing to do! Do these really have nothing to do with me? Absolute related! Anyway, I never thought about buying a house in Beijing. Maybe you would say that I am unambitious, but I really think so, I just hope that my family and friends can come to Beijing to play with me, and I am satisfied. If one day I really have enough money, then I will buy a piece of land in our clear water Jiangnan, build a small villa, and also build a single apartment, in which my relatives live, there are married and unmarried friends living in the single apartment. Of course, it is not both husband and wife that can live, but friends can live when they come alone, because this is a place for women to rest their hearts, I left them specially. Suddenly I found that the beauty in my heart was awakened again. I can’t help myself, if only I could choose. I am hibernating snake, how dare I come out if I don’t leave in winter. I hid in the hole and peeped at the world. There were too many worries to shout out. It is said that plum blossom has been defeated, and the snow not long ago has already melted, but occasionally the winter wind blows into the cave, I look around and dare not come out, afraid of accidentally falling into the world of mortals, I dare not expect peach blossom to bloom for me. Sometimes I would come out in the middle of the night. At that time, people were all asleep. Only I was awake, standing alone in the open wilderness, looking up at the lonely starry sky. The bright moon and the cool breeze did not fall into dreams, sleeping for thousands of years. I looked at the distant Big Dipper, and tears became heavy and empty in the dark night. I am the vase you discarded in your previous life, I could only miss it with you in this life, and I had no chance to cherish each other! Crying is inexplicable, laughing is crazy, I used to be so capricious, but now I still have no definite number of happiness and anger, but more often I won’t be sad and happy, when people lose something, there will always be something else to make up. Standing on the magical land of Beijing city, holding unknown dreams and looking forward to unknown feelings, but most of the time it is in a mess and difficult to move an inch. Ren Yueli, a girl from Xidan, showed me that Beijing is a warm city, a city with human feelings, and even a city that can create miracles. The night is already very deep, have you slept? My friend, if you are free in the future, please go to Beijing for a walk. Come and watch the starry sky with me! Never ask anyone I am. I am hibernating snake is just passing by this lonely city. 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…