Let you fall in love with the fragrance of words

She went to pick up her daughter after school. She was already in the fifth grade of primary school when she was less than ten years old and told me mysteriously: Mom, writing novels is popular in our class. I also want to write three books. I just thought my daughter was talking and playing, but I didn’t take it seriously, because she couldn’t even write her own composition well, so she still wanted to write novels? I really don’t know how many pounds I am! However, after returning home after the exam, my daughter turned on the computer and wanted to write. But she lost too slowly, so she asked me to lose her. In order to satisfy her wish, although I didn’t believe she could really write novels, I still sat there seriously. Subtitle: school begins, my daughter begins to tell me what she wants to write, and I lose to her quickly. Sitting still, I thought, can you write me some tricks at your young age? However, my daughter did not stop her thinking: I really hate it, and school begins again. But before I came out from the summer vacation, my mother pulled me out of the bed ruthlessly. I begged my mother: Mom, please let me sleep for a while, Mommy! No, they are Yangyang and Yingying. Xiaoxue (my best friend) got up early and waited at the gate of our community. As soon as I heard it, I got up and brushed my teeth. After packing up, he rushed out of the door quickly. But mom is still smart, Xinxin, you haven’t eaten that breakfast! I won’t eat any more! Bye! After arriving downstairs, my friends said: why are you so late? You are still the boss! I said: there is no way! Who let the new school start! Don’t blame me. Yang Yang said: I don’t blame you. We have already eaten 20 kebabs there. I said: What a disappointment! Don’t call me when eating! Where can I call you! Don’t look at your mother asking you not to eat! I think so! Mom said that the junk food was bad for my health, and I suddenly said: ha ha! You are all eating garbage, then don’t you all become garbage cans? It’s still my mother who is smart, and the best friends say together: Get out! Okay, okay. Or Ying Ying. Xiaoxue looked at the watch in time. Ah, it’s already 7.2 ten, I also said. When I arrived at school, I didn’t know what would happen again. After losing my daughter, I began to be surprised and couldn’t help looking at her. At the same time, there was an unspeakable excitement in my heart. I knew that those books I bought for my daughter had worked, and my efforts were not in vain! I understand that my daughter wants to write about her school life. Mom, I will write a chapter every day in the future, but you have to pay for it! Every time you write a chapter, you have to keep your words! OK, OK, my baby daughter! Mother promised you! He couldn’t help kissing her. In fact, I haven’t kissed her for a long time. I am a person who loves reading, I always think that words are fragrant. The book has its own Golden House, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu; Reading can purify people’s hearts, cultivate people’s sentiment, and make you feel the beauty of life in the complicated world. Therefore, since the day my daughter was born, I have made a decision that I should cultivate my daughter’s habit of loving reading from childhood and let her live in the literary atmosphere. I began to read poems and stories for her every day. When my daughter was two years old, she could recite more than 50 poems, and like Liu Yong’s word “Yulin Bell”, her daughter could recite them word by word. When my daughter can read words, I will let her read them by herself. I will continue to buy books and read books. During my daughter’s reading process, I will also give guidance and encouragement. Until now, I have bought more than 200 books for her. She loved reading the works of Yang Hongying, Wu Meizhen and Yu Yujun most. In recent days, she was addicted to Zhang Ren’s “Daewoo mystery series”, a novel of more than words, and finished it in a few hours, the speed of reading has greatly surpassed her mother. There were books everywhere in the house, but she still thought there was no book to read, so she asked me to pay for her books all day long. I know that when my daughter grows up, she has already understood and understood that it is a wonderful thing for her mother to make her fall in love with the fragrance of words by various means. 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. 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Small sense of Winter (1)

In the early morning, a burst of birds’ chirping sound came from the hazy ears. With deep sleepiness, I turned over and looked out of the window. There was already some light outside, but it still looked dark. When I put on my clothes and walked out of the dormitory, I found that it was not bright yet. The sky looked gray, and there was a thin mist floating in the cold air. From a distance, the outline of the teaching building was still very blurred, while the Phoenix Mountain nearby had already hidden into the thick fog, I can’t see any trace. Maybe there was a light rain last night when the ground was wet and a lot of rain accumulated in low-lying places. There were several piles of unmelted snow scattered on the roadside. Half of the maple trees on both sides of the road were wet, and even the street lamp poles beside them were wet by the rain last night. There were several dim lights flashing sporadically in the residential buildings outside the campus, and the hazy light leaking out from the window was like the eyes of a sleepy person. The sky was still not very clear, and the surroundings were unusually quiet. It seemed that the whole world hadn’t woken up completely from last night’s deep sleep. There is a thin layer of fog on the falling snow Lake, which looks like smoke and cloud from a distance, making people feel the cold atmosphere in the winter and morning in the north. The willows by the lake have already reduced the graceful charm of summer, standing woodenly like old men with unkempt heads; The tall birch trees have also lost the mighty and magnificent charm of the past, he bowed his head and kept silent like rows of frustrated warriors. At this time, the lawn was no longer green, and most of the grass leaves were withered and yellow, which looked like a shabby carpet discarded at random, and the dry leaves falling on it, what’s more, this originally deserted picture adds a bit of sadness. Several gray sparrows were jumping back and forth on the bare branches with all leaves. The colors on their bodies echoed with the sky at this time, their agility seemed to give the dull atmosphere a little vitality, and it seemed to make it more deadly. Just as the saying goes, the paulownia willows reduce the green shade, while the Huilan sells the green mist. At this moment, it seems that everything in the world has fallen into the low ebb of their own destiny, and it seems that the gloomy and desolate have become the main melody. In the flower bed in front of the teaching building, all kinds of delicate flowers and plants have already become decaying, while the few sisal trees beside them still stand proudly. Although they also fade away the vitality of summer, even though they no longer have the strings of golden flowers, they still stand so firmly, revealing a sense of fortitude, unyielding spirit. The ancients said: I read things without permission. At this moment, I couldn’t help recalling the year when I returned to high school, the vast and large sisal flowers on the way to the test site at last. At that time, they were like a well-arranged farewell party, holding a string of bright flowers High, staring at groups of past students with smiles, wishing them could seize the rare opportunity, realize a major turning point in life like carp jumping a dragon. As the saying goes, things move with the environment. As time goes by, the pain of the cone that lost for the first time is no longer so clear and sensible; The painful and difficult time of rereading is already blurred, it faded a lot; Even the excitement of the three-day fierce battle had already lost the deep feeling, while the blooming sisal flower remained in the depth of my memory forever. The picture was so unforgettable. The passing of time not only didn’t make her decay, but also made her enduring. Although the air was still so cold at this time, there was a little warmth in my heart. Yes, perhaps only after experiencing the Thorns of Life in person can we truly understand the true meaning of smiling with tears. I don’t know when it will be much brighter. The light mist dispersed slowly, and the grass leaves were covered with glittering water drops. The cypress trees seemed as green as drops as if they had just been washed. 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