Dream of the pain

At night, I dreamed about her again. In the valley filled with Orchid fragrance, we leaned against a bluestone, and several marks of fog ripples in her spring of forgetfulness. Dai Shu’s eyebrows were full of sorrow. She brushed my frown with her soft hands. I smiled and woke up from my dream to see that the time was 4:14, this is the fourth time I woke up tonight. I really don’t know what kind of guidance this dream is giving me. I lock the sweet aftertaste in my sleepy eyes. For her, I changed my habit. My mobile phone was always on for her at night, because she said she was afraid of the loneliness at night and the helplessness of being single. Rong ER is a pitiful woman. We met in the sound of cicadas in summer. In the sunny season, I was worried about her clear tears. I asked myself what kind of Elf it was! Thin figure, thin shirt, thin hair hanging over the shoulder. A few days later, her laughter began to increase. Her lovely side grew silently in my heart, just like spreading faintly in the mystery of dreams. Recalling the scenery we strolled in the Forest of the Western Mountains, the quietness of the ancient trees was her elegant makeup, and the forest became much more beautiful, so the romance filled the sky in a moment. All kinds of happiness in the past were so sad in the Phantom before my eyes. I am very willing to sleep my soul to death in such a situation, accompany this ancient tree and associate with this mountain forest, because she will pass me. The sleep buried in the ground can permanently treasure this clean heart. At this moment, there is a rare ease spreading in my sadness that does not bloom, which is like a picture of a beauty in love. I like the hands she hugged from her back. At this time, I will drive with one hand and naturally touch the back of her hand with the other hand. Her hands are too soft, and my palms can wrap it up completely. She liked that I carried her slowly on the empty street at night and let the night wind blow her hair. She had endless new things and strange ideas lingering in my ears, and then she giggled out. I would naturally lean gently, suggesting that she should not be too arrogant. She would say very playfully: What I said is true. In fact, I have been used to her innocence around me. All her playfulness can make the originally bad mood melt in a moment, but she is so weak that the figure of Mercy still floats in her mind. But at that time, there was no vulgar feeling for being affectionate. I just lived in my own delicate thoughts with thick or light feelings. You can’t see everything outside your mind and in front of your eyes, so only in today’s maturity can you recall everything that happened one by one. I still remember that day she said that all she thought about was me in her heart, in her mind and in her mind. It seemed that I stole the position that belonged to another person in her heart. She said that was a mistake, implying that we should have a certain distance, and my world began to be complicated and confusing. Maybe she was aware of the helplessness I was in, and my own entanglement would aggravate my mental burden now. Yes, a little helplessness in reality makes me unable to let her go. Will the long time make us who are close to each other fade away the shallow love that we don’t want to be cold? Shallow Love. Are we destined to feel shallow? Just because of this world? Thinking of the freeze of everything, I began to grow old. At this moment, it seemed that I would really grow old. I thought more than once: Maybe one day, all my external troubles will be relieved, rong ER and I love each other naturally. When we sit in the sun, we will accompany each other with such a pleasant mood. Every beautiful moment, sometimes children’s shuttlecock will fly over. I will kick back lightly, in return for her happy smile: What’s the big deal? I will always feel sad and frown in such an obsessed fantasy, then I began to satirize my innocence and laughed at myself. I was watching my sleep. Maybe I could share it with her in the future. Maybe it was just a sleepless night for me. Sleepless night, sleepless night, who let you hold my dream around my soul? 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. 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Life moved

In the early summer season, I often went for a walk, along the woods and Riverside, listening to the sound of running water, stepping on the soft, wet land, looking up at the forest like a forest, the lush branches rushed to the sky, stretching to my heart. I felt an impulse in my heart, sighing the strength of life, as if I had returned to the passionate young age. Yes, with the passage of time, I have also stepped into middle age, and my thoughts and consciousness have become mature. I am no longer so simple, no longer so innocent, no longer so passionate, there is no dream in my heart, and my mood is slightly calm, even a little negative. There is a feeling that people have lost their advantages in both age and mentality after 40 days of noon, lost the passion of the past, my heart is old! But every time I see the boundless sky of Lin Hai, an impulse emerges in my heart, sighing that the greatness of life lies in strength, watching their strong vitality and rushing into the sky, which makes me have to rethink a question, the life course of leaves it is only half a year’s journey from sprouting to sweeping leaves in the autumn wind, but they cherish their life period very much, and also go through a painful process, which is destroyed by cold ice and snow, with the attack of strong wind and heavy rain, and the habitat and bite of moths, they were finally swept to the ground by a burst of autumn wind and found the destination of their lives, but they were settled on the way, it still maintains vigorous vitality and the spirit of steaming upward, whether it should be worthy of our study and reflection. Indeed, nowadays people live in a complex living environment with fierce competition and Haggard body strength. We have been polished without edges and corners, no passion, and no impulse, sometimes peace of mind. It lacks an upward spirit and pursuit, but I think life should have more passion, innocence and upward spirit, just like flowers, plants and trees, ordinary and persistent trudge on the road of life. Sometimes, I saw babies held in the arms of people around me laughing so naive and simple. They knew nothing about the world and jumped in their mother’s arms with fun, every time I have to stop and watch foolishly. I don’t want to leave for a long time. I envy them so much that they can live in their own space without worry. How can they know their parents’ firmness, how can we know how much sweat parents have paid to provide them with this fertile soil. How can they know the hardship of the world and the way they will follow in the future, which is happiness and sorrow? How I wish them to be happy all the time and less troubles in the world, keep childlike innocence forever, but this is a kind of wish after all. In fact, this happy time belonging to them is also very short. As they grow older, they are toddling (in order not to let them lose at the starting line), they will carry their schoolbags and walk on the road of various cram schools, accompanying them all the way to the Ideal Palace in their hearts. Maybe as time goes by, their expectations become lower and lower, but who is willing to lose on the way! Whenever I saw the baby in my infancy, I would stop, gently touch, lower my head and kiss deeply, which intoxicated me and made me feel the greatness of life, which accelerated my walking pace, it also reminds me of my childhood. Although not so rich and perfect, it is very substantial and affectionate, with a childlike smile on my face, feeling that life is really beautiful! But he also sighed that life was too short. A hundred years of life could not be counted as more than 30,000 Days. Through the ages, how many talented people have sighed with emotion. Who can keep life forever from emperors, generals, talented people and wise men! So let’s embrace the present enthusiastically, do what we like to do, and pursue happiness persistently. To be a true self, not bound by the secular world, not bound by the rules of the world, to be a true self, is the so-called old man talking about young crazily, left holding yellow, right optimistically. How many times can you be crazy in your life! The lush trees give people a sense of prosperity, the baby in the infant feels the power of life, the grass in the stone cliff feels the power of life, flowers everywhere feel the fragrance of life, and even the flying snowflakes also make me feel the vitality of life. How beautiful the world is, let’s open our arms, embrace our common home enthusiastically! 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…