Warm sun in winter (1) listen to inner feelings

My heart guides me to listen to the voice of nature, the gurgling water and the verdant Birdsong. I can understand life from the blooming and falling flowers and the true meaning of life from the rising and falling leaves. Try to learn from nature and climb mountains and overlook many times in autumn. Once I climbed the Heila Mountain, climbed to the top of the mountain alone, sat on the top of the mountain, looked at the mountains with a bird’s eye view, listened to the waves of pine waves, enjoyed the breeze slowly, with a broad heart and a simple thinking. Compared with the mountains, I am tiny, just like a grass and a flower in the mountains, sucking the natural nectar between the heaven and the Earth, nourishing the growth of my soul. Try to listen to the voice of the wise and worship the superior as the teacher. In the words and words of Zen Masters, monks and philosophers, enlighten the mind, strengthen the belief and lead the way of seeking. I have learned a lot when I read “live out of time” written by Buddhist master. I secretly felt lucky that the thought of Taoism and nature was in harmony with “willing to go on the road”, and reacquainted nature in “Wind and sound of water. With a good teacher guiding the way, I am more determined to this journey of seeking. In this process, I gave up many unnecessary pursuits invisibly, making myself rich and happy. This kind of life experience can only resonate with people who pursue the same pursuit. I am not pretending to be lofty. The reality is that a few people have such pursuits. In the eyes of most people, there may be some different people, but they don’t understand. It is the different realm of life. The strange thing is that people who disdain the inner world are always troubled by many troubles and cannot help themselves. In fact, this is not strange. I don’t want to improve myself but always want to change others, which is totally different. It is very difficult to change others, and it is also very difficult to change yourself. It is also a difficult problem. The results produced by changing others are endless, without results, only more and more troubles; Changing oneself can gain a happy life. When it comes to changing oneself, it is easy to be misunderstood as negative, thinking that it is to bow to life and destiny. When I was in middle school, it was the first time that I heard from my teacher that I couldn’t change the society and wanted to change myself. At that time, there was such a misunderstanding. I thought, why can’t we change the society? Why do you feel wronged? This kind of wrong understanding has been with me for a long time. I don’t think about the truth of it. I just feel disgusted when I hear about changing myself. In recent years, I have experienced a lot, and books also give me some insights. I understand that change is not a derogatory term. Only by changing the old self can I get a new self, and change is not to make people yield, but to look at and understand the society and life in a different way of thinking. Change is not a constant complaint or complaint, but a positive action. Telling these stories always gives people the feeling of telling the truth. Maybe you have already disdained it. Somehow, people are always so impetuous that they don’t know things in depth and detail. We are all familiar with the truth, but being familiar hinders us from knowing the familiar things. In terms of these reasons, we are mostly spectators who are familiar with the stories of others. It is good to show our passion for listening. I understand that everyone is hurriedly on the road, racing for vested interests, so do you have time to listen to these useless talks? These are exactly the performance of pursuing external. When chasing the outside, I felt that I couldn’t help myself. For example, a member of the traffic was anxious because of the traffic lights. I felt that I could park the car to the roadside to see the scenery. It is also like a drinker who chats together in the banquet, sometimes making loud noises, sometimes whispering in a low voice, while a non-drinker can be a happy spectator, watching their various performances and secretly enjoying themselves. In different teams, the feeling is naturally different. I have the right to choose completely. Choosing different methods and ways from the past is to change. Only when I change, I will understand different meanings when I look back. I am fool, and understand slowly. I believe that if you choose a similar path, you will certainly gain more than me. I look forward to meeting more fellow passers-by on this road, carrying each other to different scenery and enriching my short life. 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…

Snow flies all over the sky, you are married

Lunar December 10. If the heart is cold, no fear of winter, only fear of glittering snow burning eyes. It snowed again at home. You said, so beautiful! Crystal clear snowflakes are flying all over the sky, but unfortunately I can’t see them. Listening to your words and sentences, I described the beautiful hometown against the snow scenery. I cried and laughed with my face covered and choked for several times. Once, in the past many years, such scenes were vivid in my mind. Besides you, there is another me. Chase, play, you are lying. It’s OK. You step on the snow on the left and I step on the right. Why do you cross the border. Whatever you want, I like to step on both sides. Humph! At that time, I was overbearing and unreasonable. Because I know that you will tolerate me unconditionally. At that time, you were shy. Because you know, I have been used to you like this. Yes, habit, even nostalgia. I stretched out my hand to grasp it. It was just an illusion. It was also a real and fake illusion. It was broken at a touch, but I murmured into tears. I am happy, but I am happy with tears. I can still find the dusty Bridge in my memory through the cellphone passing thousands of miles before you get married, and then open it, it is still so innocent, still so beautiful. Enough, enough. At the age of two kids, you have been accompanying me all the time. I am happy like a bird. Only this winter, I will not go home if I miss my appointment. I am afraid of burning my eyes because of the cold and the dazzling snowflakes flying all over the sky. Wish you happiness forever. The call ended, and the unfinished words disappeared in the beep. Lunar December 11. Movie-style memory, loop play, every clip always has you. So clear, just like yesterday. Fragment 1: on the left side of the desk, there is a shy little boy sitting. If he can’t answer the teacher’s question, he will immediately blush and turn red. Therefore, his classmate gives you the nickname of red apple. Fragment 2: during the dance rehearsed on June 1, I was always laughed at by my classmates because of my stiff hands and feet. Only You, rush over and argue with them, never laugh at me. Therefore, my classmate also gave you the nickname of a sycophane. Fragment 3: I always like to stay in your back seat in junior high school when riding a bicycle to pass to school. I am overbearing and unreasonable to deny that you drive anyone, including your sister. From then on, your sister said to everyone: you are not her brother. Fragment 4: The results of the senior high school entrance examination failed, my parents were cold, my relatives and friends were cold-minded, my classmates talked about it, and rumors of puppy love were raging. I had nowhere to hide. Therefore, you clarify to everyone that we are just good friends. But no one wants to believe it. Fragment 5: At the same time, I went to a strange place to study, and I was not familiar with the place of life. Only you are the closest to the campus of nuoda. In this way, in the eyes of others, they are inseparable. If they are in pairs, they must be lovers. But I understand that no one will take that step beyond friends with too similar personalities. Just like for sensitive topics, you and I will blush until the ears. Fragment 6: When you get married, I will send you the unique happiness in the world. What you say always makes me excited. When you get married, I will send you a unique villa in the world. What I said is always so irrelevant. They smiled at each other and played impossible jokes with each other. Such time always slips away quickly, and slips away inadvertently. It is too late to persuade them to stay, let alone display them. Fragment Seven: you are in your early twenties, and your family members are always happy to arrange blind dates for you. All kinds of blind dates gather together. You always say that you really want to escape from your parents’ control and go anywhere. I will say, try to accept it, maybe the right person will appear. Fragment 8: Listen to your words, blind date is successful, and we will get married at the end of the year. You said. What I said was understatement, and what I said was light. For a long time, I seem to have gone through several centuries, right? Is false? There is a mess in my mind. All I know is that at that moment, my heart was blocked by inexplicable panic. What I wanted to say suddenly became speechless. Fragment nine fragment ten walk, count. On the desk calendar book, click round and draw circles, all of which are lunar December 13. Lunar December 12. Quiet. Listen to the music, write off the chapters, and retrieve the calmness of the past. With headphones inserted, the beautiful melody is also harsh. Fingers jump, and every word you knock is you. It turns out that you are so important in my heart that I dare not admit it all the time. I have a lot to say, a lot. Edit the text message, delete it decisively, and re-enter it. Tomorrow is a good day. I wish you and her happiness forever! Click send, and the message is replied successfully. One second, two seconds, three and a half minutes later, you wrote back. I know that I will certainly receive your blessing, but it is incomplete. This time, I really want to make a mistake. I can’t wait for you to get married or give you the unique happiness in the world. Not to mention the next life, only in this life, watch your happiness in another identity, that is bosom friend. Very good, this ending is very good, isn’t it? At least, we are not passers-by passing by, but bosom friends who miss each other. This time, I smiled knowingly and burst into tears that nobody knew. Lunar December 13. Last night, I paid special attention to today’s weather trend. Today’s hometown, heavy snow, minus eight degrees Celsius, small cold arrived as scheduled. In the silver-covered village, the sky was slightly bright, and the jubilant suona sound cut through the sky, which made the yard where the married people were busy. When it comes to busyness, in fact, it started to be busy a month ago. However, today, newcomers are busier in visiting and saluting. This is a custom passed down from generation to generation in the village. Even if they are busy with frostbite of hands and feet, it is worthwhile. You look handsome and straight in a suit. The bride’s wedding car arrived, and you bent down to pick up the bride, with a full face of happiness, shuttling between relatives and friends, receiving the most sincere blessing. The bride must be beautiful and happy. There is a corner, a corner that no one can see, and a figure, returning to the distance beyond your bosom friend, blessing you. I wish you a lifetime of love and a happy life for all your children and grandchildren. After the words: Finish the pen, let yourself go. It has been three days, and the accumulated typing is more than that. The writing is deleted, deleted, fragmentary and messy. Just like this moment, the heart that cannot be calm is the same. It is blocked and panicked, and the breath is uneven. 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…