Mother’s Gift

Jing and his mother arrived at the dormitory of the school, laid out all the learning and living tools, then closed the dormitory door and went to the bazaar outside school, prepare to start collecting some daily necessities that need to be used for school accommodation. When I came to the bazaar outside school, it was a small town, but there were still several intricate streets. Jing Er and his mother were walking, chatting and strolling. Mother nagged: in the future, even if you are already an adult, you need to learn to take care of your daily life and consciously abide by all the rules and regulations in the school, but we can’t let the pride and quietness of our own personality be just like what we used to be at home. We just kept silent and kept sucking in a low voice. The mother and daughter came to a store selling daily necessities, and walked to the store without moving forward any more. My mother searched carefully in front of the colorful goods, and Jing also kept picking in front of the containers with many goods. I just heard a long cry from the distance. Come and have a look. There is a color you like. Seier is not far away, looking back at his mother’s cry, it turned out that mother was holding a pink towel and a cylindrical pen case like a small pen in her hand, waving towards Jing’er there. What? Jing should suck with a voice that is not happy but suspicious. When she stamped in front of her mother slowly, she found that it was a small pink towel selected by her mother and a combined suit-type traveling toothpick box. Although she was not willing and fond of Jinger at this time, she still kept silent and accepted. After all, this is a gift chosen by my mother for TA personally after she left home and lived in school, which is still extremely precious and rare. After leaving the store, Jing er returned to school and began to learn independently and face life tenderly. My life in school was not loved by my father and my mother, and even less cared, spoiled and spoiled by the elderly at home, some are more arduous and rigorous learning tasks, boring and boring life, and tough and lonely suffering. But no matter what kind of life it is, it is nothing but a learning step that leads us forward. 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…

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2. If you have booked the future accidents in the past, you can be happy in the past. 3. I think he doesn’t need to say too much, and I hope you will keep it. 4, I know if you want her to be unhappy. 5. You always want to retain too much and never ask yourself if you really want it, so I know you regret it. 6, since she talked about numbers, then you would say 13, unfortunate numbers, unfortunate days 7. Why did he jump off a building, and why did he decide to lie on the rails 8. Since then, you only care about human beings, you don’t want your sister’s diary, even if you are still sad, you can’t hold a tear. 9. They are all dead, not asleep. If you want to find them, go out of light years. 10, you are also willing to bless strangers, and you are also merciful, but you are doomed to not get redemption 11. You like red clothes, red canvas shoes, black nails, 12, last year, I knew what you liked most was to wear a hat and tighten it tightly, because only when you tighten it can you feel pain. When you feel dizzy, you will breathe wildly and turn the headphones to loud, go to the middle of the road 13. I don’t know if you like children, sometimes you will be very happy, sometimes you are very impatient 14. I know that you don’t have cleanliness addiction, you just don’t like dirty 15. You want to let go when you get it. Have you ever been jealous when you see others happy 16. I don’t know who is in your mind, I don’t know how many people in your mind can make decisions 17. You always want to tell your mother that you are not ill and call her 18. The people you care about are healthy. Happiness. Spend your whole life, 19. You are the most beautiful in the world for conscience and art. 20. Help each other and never forget each other in the arena 21. When there is sunlight, you skip school and read in the square, play with children you don’t know. You like to walk far away alone, and then you feel lonely 22. You will wonder why people in the world are so unpredictable 23. You believe in the Lord, because the Lord is you, the Lord is light, the Lord is dark, and the Lord represents the explosion, then everything you fear is blown to pieces, so you are broken 24, you have been living in fear. I know you say you are just a bunch of data. 25 all say that those who do not believe in the sun are those who have betrayed God. 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…

Walking · walking · It’s far away

In the winter of the North, with cold pain, it was bleak under the sky, whitewashing the dryness and dust on every static or Walker. It was in this winter that I was separated from some things and people slowly, and then gradually moved away. Walking on any gully in the north, on a desert, my shadow will be pulled slender, like the thread that mother sewed clothes, black, white or purple. At this time, a trace of sadness permeated in the bottom of my heart spread out little by little. Standing in the wind of winter, I watched the fallen leaves drifting away and listened with my ears bowed down. There was a lonely voice, but there was no trace of loneliness; my eyes were covered by a layer of gray yellow. There was a willow forest in the distance. This season was already naked without any decoration, even a piece of left sharp leaves. Walking in gently, leaning against a tree casually, I remembered what I looked like when I first came, a pure cotton white coat, a pair of blue jeans, a pair of shoes inlaid with dots and rhinestones, A ponytail. From the center of one city to the edge of another city, the courage at that time was hidden in my heart and manifested in actions. In the north of May, the trees just began to sprout. The first green I saw was the new buds extracted from this willow forest. The branches with slight light green made me feel the breath of spring and the power of life. It was also from the light green that I made up my mind to stay and then germinate with them. But the spring and autumn here are too short, and winter comes in a blink of an eye. At this moment, these Willows who once dressed up in yellow land and many people’s moods are so lonely. In fact, I really don’t want to use the word “lonely” to describe their vitality, but I can’t deceive my eyes, so I touch the pain of seasons and the voice of those pregnant people. White clouds are blooming one after another on the top of the head, and there are traces of birds not far away. Maybe the passing of time will bring some once beautiful things, and then leave a lot of missing to some Watchmen. Against the Wind, my bangs had already changed, and some clumsy bodies were submerged in the winter in the north, forming a small origin. Most of the time, the eyes are fragile. A person who originally thought he was familiar with will become strange in an instant, and you can’t restore your original appearance any more. Is it true that only distance can produce beauty, but when so many people who go their own ways disappear from our sight due to distance? This winter, I had expected a thick snow to clean my eyes, but after all, it just fell a little bit. The road was swept away before it was covered. I just thought from a distance, after a short look, it disappeared. On that day, I saw several birds looking for food on the roadside, jumping and pecking on the ground. My sharp mouth passed through the thin ground, and suddenly I was very excited. I think they all have thoughts, languages, emotions and are not as changeable as human beings. Looking at these natural elves, I think of the distance. Since I came here, I feel that I am far away. Those familiar things are like a dream, we often weave layers of nets in our hearts, and each layer is entangled with each other. The winter in the North is not only dry and cold, but also its original thickness, just like the willow forest, those bare roots and sparse unknown plants I saw, at the same time, I said goodbye to the magnificence and expressed my silence in winter. In recent days, there have been more family members and more children coming to visit relatives. I often see my mother holding the child’s hand when eating. Because of the cold and the need for warmth, the warmth given by mother seems to be cherished especially. Perhaps maternal love will be sublimated in some special places and environments. For example, at this moment, there is no warm wind, no gentle sunshine, the forest is bright, the air is covered with dust, and even the sunset is a single dark yellow. The appearance of mother was magnified in this way, and those warm scenes rolled layer by layer in the bottom of my heart. I once saw an article in which there was a sentence: my mother’s cracked hand always reached into my dream at a certain moment, becoming a symbol of my journey of time. I think this should be the common language and dream of many children. The year of the Gregorian calendar is over, and the year of the lunar calendar is also about to say goodbye. The child in the baby was still sleeping for comfort, while the person outside the baby still kept smiling. This year, he was far away from home and his mother. As if walking, walking, everything was far away. I still remember the day when I left home, I walked the road I used to walk when I was a child, went to the ridge I often went to, and stayed in the house I had been living in, unwilling to come out, until the sunshine becomes warm. At present, a door of time leads to the New Year. The wind from the North blows over the ear, but smells the breath of the village far away. In recent days, the pain all over my body has been living in my body, which is related to the village, mother and memory. Walking is far away from these days. I can do nothing and don’t care about anything, but I can’t believe the passing of time and the pain of my life. Deep in the season, it is the easiest time to settle down and also the easiest time to breed worries. Everyone will summarize the gains and losses of this year at the end of the year and look forward to the next year, but we can’t abandon the day when we are about to leave willingly. I think I am has gone far, it is still because there is one more person who wants to change and have some scruples. Even going home has become such luxury, which needs to be discussed and discussed, and then comes to a conclusion. If you grow up and have a family, you should have a choice and a loss. Do you really want to do this? I wanted to turn around and leave, but I also knew that at the moment I turned around, there was a pair of eyes looking at me behind my back. When I turned around and looked for it, I saw that pair of eyes. So I have been living in the situation of watching and being watched, but what’s the matter? In life, I always have to remember many things that should be remembered and some things that should be forgotten. In this year, I walked, walking, and it was far away, the figure was far away, and the distance was far away; But my heart was always in the same place, in the original place. 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…