Ideological fragments

A country is liberated because of a Woman’s War. A woman makes a man’s greatness because of love, and a man changes his life because of a woman, A love lasts forever because of the death of a woman. Then a country full of legends, a beautiful dreamy woman, a magnificent and indomitable man, and an everlasting love full of magnificent colors. Restoring to reality is a period of history, a solemn romantic legend, which makes this world have countless suspense and worship. 2. The reason why the old man and the sea is a masterpiece may be that its humanity can release the limit of vitality and nature when life is in danger, A kind of tenacious spiritual power that contends against the powerful object is like a halo covering life, which makes the instinct of human nature defeat everything in extremely and harsh environment. Life is still life, but there is a different spirituality. The soul passes through death to convey a kind of sadness and gloom of living. 3. A group of tree species, which support the sky and are complicated, are verdant into a piece of forest. Facing the sky in the same direction, absorbing the essence of the Sun and the moon, they are always easy to plunder and kill with vitality in a sunny place, this is a bright and arrogant natural survival rule. There is always the shade of green and shade in the place where there is Lin Yue, which is a parasitic and lazy survival rule. In the world of human beings, however, there are always many rugged hearts crowding towards the dark places where the tide is drowned, and the root machine of life is fastened by the essence of Moss and silk. No human life can be as confident as a tree yearning for sunshine. 4. Through the fog of the night, the instructions of the soul came from the distant place, so in the night, I closed my eyes to complete the transition from soberness to sleep, and then to soberness, thoroughly remoulding is done quietly between some tiny space-time gaps. If you miss it, you will miss it all your life. At that time, the soul in your sleep is still lingering in the endless dream with your eyes closed. 5. Wandering in the wind and clouds, I saw the smoke gradually attracted my eyes, the wind lifted the window, and the Moonlight passed through the mottled shadow. Looking at the heart of the Earth from afar was the evolution of the love in the ancient period of Hongmeng, silent and silent, with the slight ripples caused by the bright moon on the Earth all the time. In fact, I really want to use the time of my whole life to understand, the love song of my death, holding thousands of years’ crazy dreams and telling the oldest legend under the moonlight. 6. Legend is the only one since ancient times. The ambition of crossing the father to chase the sun, the indignation of filling the sea, the loneliness of goddess of the moon, the mercy of Nu Wa to create human beings, and the belief of foolish people moving mountains are the majestic momentum of life, penetrating time and space, the spirit of coexistence with the sky can only be remembered by looking up and admiring love. 7. Extracurricular reading materials in primary school classes are always full of endless magnificent colors. The words were invisibly condensed, and the spiritual totem was infinitely enlarged, completing the great project of spiritual transformation in a quarter of an hour. All the dreamy ripples covered in life are the miracles of vitality created at that time. Starting from the soul of oneself, it reaches the desire of oneself, a kind of casual and meaningless pursuit, it is the monument under the tree of life when life wakes up. 8. Life is a little bean sprout. In the warm sleep dream, it stretches its soul and veins. It grows up like a bunch of slender worries, green and yellow, with fresh mellow fragrance, brewing the youth of a bean. The night wind drifted by, and there were low and detailed complaints, like the sorrow of the coexistence of heavy pain and happiness. 9. Tang Poetry and Song poetry, melancholy style. Singing softly in the wind of the season, some wandering, some sentimental, some hesitating, some gloomy, some lingering, some lingering, and some lonely swaying in the everlasting years with the morning dew and luminous light. In the long time and space, an Iraqi walked towards the moonlight. The amorous feelings and gestures were like the long-cherished love in my heart. 10. In spring, wait in front of a flower, looking forward to a bee coming. The flying humming is waving in my ears, accompanied by singing and dancing. In the morning sun, it came out with the wind, and it was faint at night. It came with Jin Xia. In a flower, dance a love song for me, sing a love song for me, and carve an eternity for me. From then on, in the amazing eyes, I loved a bee dancing on the flower. 11. I still like the night, only in the endless night, the body of life is just sleeping, but the wings of the soul are flying in the sky of the night. A piece of dream shadow is connected with a piece of flower fragrance, and a bunch of fiber is lingering with a heart, flickering like water and sparkling waves. Pieces of sprites are jumping off, patrolling the width and width of the night, there are countless mercury evaporating from the dome, and the gurgling joy from the Heart Lake. 12. There is a vast ocean in the brain, and there are Pounds of Biota. At the most inappropriate time, there are magnificent and surging silver chains that seem to shine brightly and brightly, the magnetic field locked in life collides with the sky and the earth again and again. When the Moonlight comes, when the Moonlight leaves, the sparkling tide is covered with gorgeous splendid dress. When the sun shines, the calm pool and Lake always look for the kiss marks of the past in the Deep Dream of clouds. 2012.2.21 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…

Love prose online, love this pure Day

In the afternoon, the warm wind blew my hair gently through the window. Make a cup of hot coffee, turn it on, surf the Internet, and linger on prose online again. Oh, it’s really cozy. Nowadays, who asks which is my favorite literature website? I think I will answer him (her) without hesitation. Prose online is my favorite. Inexplicably, I just like her! I have always heard that it doesn’t need a reason to love someone. So, today I want to tell anyone in my life that I love prose online and don’t need a reason. I like it when I like it, and I love it when I fall in love. That morning, when I opened the online homepage of prose for the first time, I saw many literary friends who were familiar with the red sleeve website gathered here, which really made me feel warm. My eyes were drawn by the layout on the homepage. Gently click on the recommended poems, wow! I am deeply intoxicated in this pure sky! The excellent lyric, narrative, writing people, writing things, inspirational and philosophical articles here make me overwhelmed and fondle admiringly. That is really better than reading for ten years after listening to your words. I remember that day I lingered on prose online for a long time. Hehe, I was like a hungry man throwing on bread at that time. Finally, I was reluctant to leave because my friend asked me out. On New Year’s Day this year, I registered as a member in prose online and signed an appointment with the website soon. From then on, I danced on this stage …… because of the attraction of words and characters, the resonance of thoughts and thoughts, the intersection of soul and soul, in this way, slowly and slowly, I approached him (her), and he (she) also approached me. In excellent articles, in pertinent comments and messages of true love and love, I felt the charm of words and the temperature of friendship again and again. In the online space of prose, I really feel what is talking and laughing with scholars, and there is no white ding when communicating with each other. Here, I have a new life orientation and a higher and further literary ideal and goal. I like to sleep here with scholarly fragrance and sing with poems. With the help and encouragement of the editors and teachers of prose online, I stayed here and continued to sow, cultivate and harvest …… hard work pays off. Finally, five days ago, I also joined the ranks of excellent authors. When I saw my name appear in the excellent author column on the homepage that night, wow! The happiness and excitement in my heart are really speechless. In the world, what else can be happier than doing what you like to do? What could be happier than finding the value of your life? From now on, I am willing, I am really willing to chant here with my purest heart voice, and write the scenery and feeling of life journey here with my pen full of true feelings. I really want to use the words of true feelings to create nuofang Yazhou of literature, and invite all friends who like literature to swim and sing together in prose online …… although I only have two and a half months to come to prose online, however, I have built the home of my heart here. I love this pure sky deeply! Here, I have gained a lot of precious things that can’t be bought with money, such as knowledge, happiness, true feelings …… oh, Xu I am a sentimental woman, pick a wisp of cold smoke on the wave and sing in the daytime; Xu I am a silly woman, holding a roll of yellow poetry books and weaving words in the night. Xu me, only staring at the fallen flowers of the butterfly shadow; Xu me, only smiling at the spring flowers and winter snow. Xu I followed the footprints of words all the way here, holding the hands of friendship and true feelings, and walked all the way with smiles. Friends of literature, I really want to sing together with you on the heroes and the twists and turns of green plum wine. I would like to turn the encouragement of editors and teachers here into the motivation of my writing, remember to give sincerely, cherish every beautiful encounter, cherish every precious emotion, and let the footsteps of knowing each other Walk in the rain, let the flowers of true feelings fly in the wind …… the journey of life, The Wind Rises, the clouds surge, the dust fragrance, the flowers bloom, the birds and flowers smell, the birds sing and dance, and you are around me, which is the warmest touch in my heart. All those who pursue dreams on the road of literature, welcome to prose online! Let’s weave a dream and share a day together! The bright spring has come, listen-Cuckoo begins to sing again …… dear friends, look! The spring of our literature is coming! Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…