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The noise and arrogance gradually weakened in summer, and it came to an end. If you are prosperous, you will stay here. In autumn, I strolled lightly. Do not carry natural colors. Only in the morning and dusk, the cool breeze is brave to show, and the autumn has penetrated into the fast-paced life. Busy days make us ignore the changes of seasons. The streetscape of the city makes us unable to find the seasonal outline. Only in the temperature difference and time difference. What kind of mood should we hold a memorial ceremony for the end of the 1980 summer. The time that belonged to us was disconnected. Only memories. The past is hard to pass, there is no but there is no and there is. It’s time to sort out the chaotic mood for the autumn that comes. Remove the long-suppressed haze from the bottom of my heart and thoroughly wash my heart. Go to the park, not Zhou Wei, there are very few people. There is a hill in the park and a small pavilion on the mountain. There is a ego on the pavilion, but the ego dare not look down upon it. This river has been running for thousands of years. There is a boundary on the remote margin which is difficult to reach. It is a rope separating the heaven and earth, and a standard point of alternation between day and night. In opposite. In that land. There are piles of trees surrounded, but the naked eye cannot tell what kind of tree it is. The ups and downs are like hills one by one. There are villages with red walls and ink tiles, which are mixed with each other. I should know that the altitude of this peak is far from enough to let my vision touch my heart. Looking forward to another Spring and Autumn period. Looking at the vicissitudes of life. If you want to relieve the pressure, it is difficult to let go. Down. I know a small piece of weeds beside the path of the mountain depression-green grass. It came here after I left my childhood. Although I know they look alike, like twins. But I know that is no longer the green bristle in my memory. 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…

Still waters run deep

I like to be an old-style woman, hiding in a small building to be unified, doing feminine red, chanting poems, occasionally drawing two strokes or something. But it was a pity that I was born in the wrong era, so I had to ridicule myself. My old-fashioned female complex will become a pain forever in my heart. Because life goes on. Every day, I have to worry about those trivial things. I am not living in a vacuum. How can I get rid of vulgar things. But I have a way to escape from reality temporarily, that is to hide in the pile of old paper and enjoy myself. People have no right to choose to be born, but they always have the right to choose to study. Books can satisfy all my wishes and make me breathe fresh air. It is a great pleasure to have books with you! In the book, I was in high spirits, totally different from usual. I can sing for others, cry for others, and communicate with masters of Chinese studies of different ages, ages and genders. They are my true good teachers and friends. Nowadays, in the eyes of Chinese people, I am also honored as an alternative throne. At least in my life circle, people regard me as an alien. Not for anything else, just because of my personality. I have always been a plain face-to-face, unsmiling dignity, a pretentious, unsociable and weird behavior. In fact, it doesn’t mean that I am lofty and unique. To put it bluntly, I just have personality. Who has no personality? But there are always some warm-hearted people who say something unpleasant, and they are just good people who like to play tricks and worry about eating radish at leisure. I know that I have neither national color and natural fragrance nor small family Jade; I have neither the language talent of spouting, nor the eloquent debate skill. I only love to wash away the lead and survive in the world. I don’t like to wear gold and silver. I don’t like to wear heavy make-up, and I don’t have any alertness. My pure heart almost doesn’t understand the worldly wisdom. I only know that in my spare time, I can dance with literature and ink and admire myself. Although it can’t become a big climate, it also enjoys itself and is endless. Sometimes I thought with self-mockery that the world was so big that there were all kinds of birds, let alone me, a little girl who was not qualified. Whether I am arrogant or unsociable, let others say it on their own way. One day, I was lucky enough to enjoy the four-character ink treasure in the depth of still water at my friend’s place, and a kind of love came into being. When my friend saw me staring at the words on the wall, he explained the meaning to me. Silence refers to the feeling of life; Water refers to the source of life; Flow refers to the continuation of life; Deep refers to the charm of life. Ah, this is really a meditation machine of life! When I looked at these four words carefully, I suddenly felt a kind of broad and boundless quietness, a kind of relaxing quietness. The body and mind are like experiencing a kind of baptism. All unhappiness and all life experiences disappear in a flash. I lament the extensive and profound Chinese culture, and I thank my parents for raising me to this great land of China. If there is an afterlife, I will still choose: Born in SI, grow up in SI, sing and cry in SI. Because I really like these Chinese characters which are full of mysteries and fantastic. I dare say that there is no country in the world whose characters can be comparable to the bizarre and profound Chinese characters. Facing these characters, I suddenly felt my insignificance and superficiality. I only hate that I can’t do calligraphy. Assuming that I can read and understand the four words of the depth of the still water, and then dip it in the pen and ink, and write it freely, what kind of wonderful enjoyment should it be. The so-called bamboo pipe is safe in the world, hidden in the splendid Heart roll! Still waters run deep, I two forget; Sea Wangyun, heart clear self-evident. Inner peace is the real happiness. 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. 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