Old [folk art] Solicitation

I once caught a glimpse of this scene on the bus and in a hurry. Although it was a quick glance, the shock brought to me was unforgettable: although a woman could not see her face or figure, I was sure that it was a woman, A very old woman. Her body was bent and bent badly, which might be caused by aging or a pile of firewood pressing on her back like a mountain. Her whole body was like a broken bow. His head had fallen down to his knees, and his withered and messy hair was painted as a gray pompom there. I can’t see her face, but I can clearly feel the wrinkles carved on her face, the gray and black skin, through the withered hair, I can really feel what kind of pain, despair and indifference the dry eyes exude. My arms hang straight down to my knees, just hanging down. I can’t see her hands, but I can clearly feel how old and weak the black, thin and dry fingers are like chicken feet, I have given up the desire to control everything, just hanging so stiff. My legs bend slightly, and every step I take seems to unite the strength and difficult struggle of a century. This is no longer a woman’s body, but a bow, a broken bow. Such a residual bow. I can’t shoot any arrows anymore, but why? The softest string in the heart was touched by something, and the desolate sound wave spread in the heart sea, circling …… circling …… for a long time, stirring my heart! It was very painful …… outside the window, it was gray and gloomy. The setting sun in the distance gave out dazzling white light. Although there was no wind, it was very cold. The cold heart has been sinking, sinking …… dark …… heavy …… desolate …… sad …… is this old? Is it necessary for the old to be so heavy and desolate? Like a withered tree, the last one and a leaf can’t be found again? I am sad and scared. The curving withered tree is bound to be green and luxuriant, so stand up proudly. For example, this old man is bound to have the snowy skin, bright cheeks and bright eyes in his childhood, and the lively and vigorous, charming and beautiful in his youth. This Broken Bow is bound to have been vigorous, straight and handsome, what a scene! But now, it’s sad to be thin and withered, haggard and haggard. What a great disparity! Is it the relentless and haggard appearance of years? Is the burden of life bending the body? The verdant trees were verdant and sheltered by passers-by. However, once they were destroyed ruthlessly by the fierce wind and rainstorm, they gradually declined. The branches and leaves drifted, the colors faded, and they tossed around in the barren grass, even a drop of pitiful tears cannot be earned. The fate of trees is like this, so is the fate of old people? She must have devoted her vigor, youth and strength without reservation, leaving her incomplete body and lonely sorrow. And-and-heavy! Yes, heavy! Just like the Chai Shan pressing on her rickets at this moment. I can’t erase it any more. This Broken Bow, which was bent heavily, has deeply burned my mind and made me sad endlessly. And I’m sad, I don’t know if it’s old? Still this …… poor old man. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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…