In winter (chapter 4)

I dreamed of the earth wall of my hometown again last night. I basked in the sun on the earth wall. The low earth wall accumulates warm sunshine and resists the cold wind on one side. I am on the earth wall, listening to those old stories, those old people. A voice told me. I can’t see the people in the voice. I looked at the front of the earth wall, the skinny and curved path. The path carries the footsteps of my ancestors. When I came from the path, those footsteps had already disappeared at the end of the path. I want to look for it at the end. But I am still on the low soil wall. I want to escape from the voice that keeps talking. I have never seen those stories. The voice said, saying, it seemed a little angry. Why do you bury me with sound. I feel very tired and helpless. In fact, I just want one way. A road leading to the past, to the horizon or the corner of the Earth. Slowly, the sound went away and disappeared. I saw the sky wet the wheat seedlings in the field easily with a few words. The voice said so much to me, I thought I should be moved, but I didn’t. I said to the disappearing voice: Forgive me, I have no words. Miss a snow This is the biggest snow I have ever met in my life. When feathers all over the sky appeared on our way, I was shocked by the flying snow. Only the heavy snow we have seen in the film appeared in front of us. After a short pause, we jumped out of the car with cheers, growing countless happy wings like flying snowflakes. I am met snow in the place closest to the sun. A passing Tibetan gave us a warm smile. Seeing the rotating scripture holder in his hand in the floating snow, it was like an ancient Tibetan song. Looking at the gradually moving figure, I really want to make myself as pure as a Tibetan. I want to take away the whole snowflake and put it on my head of bed in spring. And I am just a passer-by of this snow. I seem to come here specially for receiving this snow. Cheers and laughter in the snow became the scenery along that road. All the turbulence, depression and happiness in my heart were taken away by the snow, leaving only quietness and lyric. Can not be adjacent to the snow, guarding the eternal flower. In the morning, the lonely figure I saw the woman playing the piano again, in the window opposite my balcony. The figure was lonely by the window, shaking gently with fingers. I couldn’t hear the piano. For a long time, I stood opposite, watching the woman playing the piano in the window. The figure is neither beautiful nor poetic. It seemed that I was caught by a kind of unspeakable loneliness and had the feeling of wanting to cry. Maybe the music played by women is not sad. How can such a figure play a sad song. I just feel the loneliness of my figure. Perhaps, I want a kind of loneliness to free myself. The figure had no idea that I was talking with her. Our distance was across the balcony, through the window and the air in the middle, and through a long sigh. I like this kind of conversation, which may be the beginning of my writing, if I write it. Try to keep silent, and let the words brew quietly in my heart. Standing on the balcony where the wind passes by, there is no music, only cold air and cold morning. Several sparrows were enjoying their food on the other side of the balcony. They could not see the woman playing the piano in the opposite window. It is also a kind of happiness to play and keep the days like this. I suddenly feel that this kind of day is really good. In fact, everyone’s life is full of the rhythm of poetry, and the romance of poetry is written. I felt that poetry came out of the window and drifted in the sky with the cold winter wind. At this time, the woman also left the piano she played and stood up to the balcony outside the house. The woman picked up the kettle and poured the flowers and plants on the balcony. The posture of watering is much more touching than when she plays the piano. In the afternoon, my mother and I really wanted to return the days to the past. I haven’t sat with my mother for a long time. Most of the time, when mother came, she always let TV accompany her, thinking that mother would not be lonely with TV. Sitting upstairs with my mother, my mother looked at me and said that my face was bloody and much more beautiful. I laughed at my mother that my daughter was all good. In fact, my mother is very beautiful now. According to my eldest uncle and mother, my young mother was the most beautiful woman in their radius. I don’t know how big the radius is, but I just think it must be very happy for my father to marry my mother. My mother’s home is a rich family in our hometown. There are lands and houses. My father’s home is far from here. My grandfather was born as a long-term worker and lived by renting land. The house was also rented. My mother’s ancestors left two big quadrangles for the younger generation. It is said that the biggest one was given to my grandfather’s brother. However, the younger generations failed to succeed and pulled the quadrangle courtyard apart. Some of the houses were replaced with silver and some with food. My mother’s courtyard was saved. The stage on the top of the entrance has already become a utility room. Every time I went back to the stage, I had to imagine the sound of gongs and drums going far away, but I had never walked in. I like listening to my mother talking about my father. About those days when my father suppressed bandits. In fact, my mother knows nothing more than me. The first letter my father wrote to my mother was one year after my father arrived in the Army. I asked my mother, why did my father write to you after more than a year? Didn’t my father want you? I was not afraid that my family would promise you to another family. My mother said that I knew the rules at that time, and I actually teased my mother. Ha ha, it turned out that my father was fond of playing when he was studying, and he was always absent from school. He went up the mountain to play cards with several young people in the same village while reading. No wonder I heard my uncle talking about my father’s sight when he was studying, and then I understood what this sight meant. After my father learned some culture in the Army, the first letter was written to my mother. The content in my father’s letter is very simple, of course there won’t be words like Miss. However, I can feel the happiness in my mother’s heart. My parents must match each other when they were young. My father is tall and handsome, while my mother is gentle. In my Big Uncle’s words, the woman who has the first appearance in the radius is still not beautiful. Mother’s beauty is simple, with the fragrance of rural soil. I spent an afternoon with my mother until five o’clock to cook. I can cook for my mother again, and I am happy with this happiness. 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. 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I took the train to Lhasa

Some people say that Tibet is the closest place to heaven and the closest place to soul. In addition to inexplicable excitement, I can walk this road alone before my 24th birthday, but it also shows infinite joy frequently. Yes, I have the time and courage to write down such a diary for my youth. I really have unspeakable gratitude! This time, he put down all the fame and wealth, raised his head and pulled out the soul buried by life for a long time. In an instant, the mountains and rivers could become so kind, bit by bit, and fell into dreams. I think this may be the spring snow in my life, simple and natural, poetic and soft. So-called thirty years old, si shi bu huo, this year a year of time, day day pursuit, 1.1 point of the struggle, in the final analysis, also just for this moment of swimming free! In the north, there are gray mountains and yellow water, which are vertical and horizontal shuttling roads. If we regard this road as a necklace, then the mountains and rivers here are pearls decorated in it, they couldn’t help falling into the bottom of their eyes and sinking into their memories. What they were looking for was finally the most shining gem decorated below, the Holy Land in Tibet. The blue sky, the White Cloud, the colorful Snow Mountain and the glance had already been intertwined with the soul; At that moment, they had been entangled in dreams for a long time. At this moment, thousands of rivers and mountains are just a smile lingering around the corner of my eyes; Thousands of mountains and rivers are just a little warmth left in my heart. I think, at this moment, how much tenderness can’t hide the deep yearning in my heart, and how much infatuation can’t match the pure expectation in front of me. At this moment, the vast sea of Wushan Mountain is difficult to be a scenery; At this moment, I want to stare at you and listen to your faint narration. Lying on the soft chair, with the melody of the train shaking slowly, take a book, read it carefully, hold a glass of water and taste it slowly. Along the way, life is always so beautiful, ordinary and quiet, comfortable, happy. On the way to travel, such unexpected luck always makes people hard to believe, as if all these were deliberately arranged by God. Occasionally, I raised my head and found that my friend on the opposite side was reading the same book in my hand. At this moment, I didn’t know what kind of mood I should have in my heart, but just looked at each other with a smile, the light hides all the joy. Turning around my head, it was already dusk, and my intention was strong. I quietly looked at the scenery outside which was quietly ignored. Those gentle and solemn light and shadow seemed to carry my deep thoughts, 1.1 point regression to this lonely sky in. At this moment, the road ahead is long, not for the sake of the emperor. The slight happiness will gradually drown the longing. Everything in the heavy twilight will turn into the boundless sky, and only this tranquility will flow quietly in the time, there is a smell of happiness in the air. A heart, somehow aroused by someone, is trapped in this soft whirlpool. At this moment, silence is in the melody of time, without sorrow or joy! Woke up again, the sun is 1.1 points from Horizon on the probe head, as if was cheeky, and like a very demure young lady, he just showed his extremely beautiful face slowly, and the gentle smile was in full bloom in an instant. The light was shining in a flash, which locked the admiring eyes of the world. Snow Mountain, outside is snow mountain! I was surprised to cheer. Although I didn’t welcome echo, I didn’t feel disappointed either. I found my gaffes in a flash and remembered the scenery of this moment in my heart. In front of us, there are endless hills in the distance, Silver Towers, pale yellow grass, red soil, pure white glaciers, and the bright sunshine and light fog, with a vision has mundane, shadowy, already void. I felt calm in the bright light and fog, and my eyes cultivated on the gentle hills and grasslands. Occasionally I saw several antelopes walking leisurely, and the graceful posture of green birds flashed before my eyes, then I watched all these carelessly melt into this vast barren ridge. This period of time seemed to be destined to fall into dreams. On the waggering train, time froze on the roadside. After crossing Tanggula and the song, at dusk, the train slowly headed for Lhasa, looking at the Lhasa River passing by outside the window from a distance, and seeing the lonely back of Lhasa city, my heart calmed down inexplicably, in such a place, I think if there is God’s will, it must be God’s will. There must be a reason for the soul to dream about. 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