A person’s Festival

I am used to watching the sunrise and sunset alone, coming and going alone, indifference and silence, I am more accustomed to some feelings about life written on the website during the Spring Festival in recent years. Only when one is quiet at midnight can you have many surging thoughts, when a person is in silence, you will feel a lot of sleepless insights and thoughts. A person’s night, a person’s travel, a person’s loneliness, a person’s music, a person’s cigarette, a person’s high glass. A person’s computer, a person’s web page. When one faces the inherent customs and loneliness, one puts down all the deposits and burdens in the past year, and has a kind of relaxation and a kind of emotion that one does not want to express. During the Spring Festival alone, when you hear the train of dreams driving over the night, you start to read all your worries one by one. When you sit in the carriage, do you see the garden or the wilderness, who is the farthest, who is the nearest one. Who is wrong is right, a piece of discount is all misunderstanding. I dare not see the time chasing every minute. I am afraid that all hope will be awakened by you. The train is rumbling. Some people understand it, some people can’t understand it, and some impulsions have faint pain, it may be more beautiful to surpass all our happiness. I have been looking for loneliness, and I have never known how to be satisfied. A person’s Spring Festival. The fallen leaves outside the window are flying with the wind. There are a lot of problems that haven’t ended yet. I dare not see the youth chasing every minute. All the beautiful dreams are afraid of being broken by you, and firecrackers are roaring. Some people understand and some people don’t understand, some impulses have faint pains. I have been looking for a vacancy, and I have never known that I am dislocated. I am your palm or the back of your hand, you let me see thousands of lights flashing in this world, the Spring Festival is more beautiful beyond all our imagination. The color of the sky turns gray, and the blooming roses also wither. But from beginning to end, from happiness to sadness, how to advance and retreat you are neon, how to decorate dreams, I ‘ve been looking for a vacant seat all the time I don’t know whether I’m dislocating I am your palm or the back of your hand, whether you give I am tears or follow me, you let me see that the world shines millions of lights beyond all our imagination and it’s even more beautiful, I am the warm palm or the cold back of your hand, the bitter tears you gave me still follow, it will be more beautiful to separate all of us. During the spring festival of a person, the color of fireworks turns gray, and the shining youth also follows fragmentary. However, from you to me, from the past to the future, how do you come back and forth? You are fireworks, how do you break up your home, I have been looking for the most beautiful. I have never known that I am crashing. I am your front or back feet, you give I am surprise or hard work. You let me see the twinkling fireworks in the world, beyond all our expectations, I am your warm perfume or cold eyes, you give me a short stay or leave, you give me a long-term gathering or separation, it may be more beautiful to open all our distance. A person’s Spring Festival, the snowy spring season turns gray, and the sharp life also follows in pairs, but from there to nothing, from top to bottom, how to repair, you are needlework, how to repair the dream? I have been looking for the truest. I have never known whether I am dancing in the sky, I am you dance with me or all of them. You dance for I am without saying anything, you let me see this comedy flashing stage lamp fire, which is brighter beyond all of us, I am you warm hug or cold support, you give me a short temperature or impulse, you still follow me with salty tears, tearing off all our hypocrisy will be more beautiful. 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…

Crazy loquat fruit

My mother-in-law got sick these days, of course, because of the sore throat caused by the cold, but she worried about some other complications. She was not in a good mood and didn’t eat much. She had some porridge a few days ago. Fortunately, her son was filial and accompanied her to have an injection every day. He accompanied her to queue up for tests early the next day. In the afternoon, he accompanied her to get the test results. When the doctor told her that there was no problem, only need to lose a few days of anti-inflammatory injection water will be fine. The stone in her heart finally fell to the ground, and when she saw her granddaughter coming home, there were some long-lost smiles on her face. It was not convenient for me to accompany her these days. I told her the reason clearly, and she didn’t blame me for her kindness. Because of her illness, the family diet became completely irregular, and the good weekends were completely ruined. Everyone was in a more busy and nervous state, feeling that they were also lazy, it seems that there is always something in my heart. I had to wait for her to come back to have dinner every day. I would insert the meal in advance. My husband came back to cook. He didn’t have dinner until more than two noon one day. He had already forgotten the feeling of being hungry, maybe it is unknown that this state can still lose weight. When the teacher was tired, he would complain to me. I could only ridicule him. Who told you that she was her youngest son? You really feel uncomfortable, then I will change you. He was reluctant to let me work hard, because he also knew that I couldn’t stand that kind of nagging. After four consecutive days of infusion, her illness had been completely cured, and she could eat normally. The family gradually returned to normal, and the tense nerves of all of us finally relaxed. After dinner, Mr. Zhou was in a rare good mood and accompanied me to take a walk in the new town. Walking along the laimao River, the cool breeze blew by, the Panzhihua on the hillside was blooming red, the slope was bare, and there were waves of smoke twining, that was the common people burning the grass and branches left over from last year, preparing to plant some new seasonal crops, such as corn, just because of the constant drought, presumably they could only make the slope idle, wait until the rain is coming. This river was a necessary place for me when I was a student. At that time, the river was clearer than now, the water was faster and the river surface was wider. Now because many houses were built on both sides of the river, therefore, the ecological environment will still be affected to some extent. Some common willow trees in the past have already disappeared, and are replaced by loquat trees one after another. Now it is time to bear fruit, with orange fruits hanging on the branches, shaking comfortably in the wind. Seeing so many fruits, the master was excited. He had never been poetic or romantic. What he blurted out was that loquat fruits were so many, which was really a crazy result. Then, he talked a lot about interesting things in his childhood. Every time he recollected his childhood, there was a different kind of tenderness on his face. When I was young, I envied those classmates who could eat fresh fruits most. I envied that they had fields and orchards. If they could eat a mango, they would feel very happy, let alone seeing so many beautiful loquat fruits. I know that there were not many things to eat at that time, because there were few, because they were scarce, and more precious. It was not surprising at all that things were rare. However, although there were few fruits at that time, they were authentic original ecological products, unlike the current new technology, all kinds of vegetables and fruits are dyed with some chemical raw materials. Although the products are cheap and fine, it is hard to eat the rest assured products. High-Tech is really amazing, and everything now is dazzling. Walking all the way, I came to a mountain villa. There were all kinds of vehicles parked here, and there were countless people eating here every day. In addition, it was a beautiful summer resort, and guests were full every season, business is booming in summer. In front of a luxury car, there were several men and women with rosy faces standing. It seemed that alcohol had played a role. One of them called my husband enthusiastically and said hello to leave, I could only hear the sound of an unfamiliar man shouting loudly, and with the car also heading towards the wind, a little bit of dust was raised. I seem to have seen the woman who greeted you. It seems to be much more beautiful and thinner than the last time I saw her. I remember that she was still holding the child at that time. They were all at the level of deputy director general. It seemed that they also drank some wine, otherwise the voice would not be so loud. What the hell. We continue to walk. A truck came across the street, and we stopped in front of a big stone. A stone with pattern attracted Mr. Zhou’s attention. You see, this piece is also a rare stone. It is just because it is worthless now and no one hype it, that it is left alone on the roadside. I leaned over and found that there were some patterns and the shape was OK. The lines are still clear, just like a little girl wearing a floral skirt. Take it home. I don’t want to hug. I have been running back and forth in the hospital these days. I am tired enough. Besides, the stone is not small and needs some strength. There is still so long way to go home. I am too lazy to hug. Unable to dissuade him, can only forward. I don’t know how long this stone can lie on the roadside? I hope someone who knows the goods will take it home soon. Maybe it will be a precious artwork after processing. It was getting dark, and the lights in the new urban area became brighter gradually. All kinds of vehicles galloping, maybe they are chasing the tide of home in the direction of home, rushing to the gentle embrace of home. Where there is tree shadow, birds are heard singing above the head. In this beautiful March, those red Panzhihua, those golden loquat fruits, the clear river, the shining Nujiang Grand Canyon gave me a kind of agility, A poetic serenity made me reach my soul lightly and devoutly like a bird, and I murmured when I reached my dream. He took my hand, and we accelerated our steps and walked towards the direction of home. Our hearts were full of joy. 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