Beginning of the end

I don’t know when it will start, and the days will become so endless. Things happened at the end of last year seemed like yesterday. The Bell of this year was ringing again. Habitually, at the end of each year, I would write a text, which was the end of the old days, and on the other hand, I would also cheer for the new beginning. After careful calculation, I have been with words for some time, but my level is limited and I have never written a valuable article. Yesterday, when I talked about writing with my friend, my friend encouraged me to submit more articles. I said, my words are not good, and no one wants them even if I vote. My friend said, how can you know if you don’t vote. I am very grateful for my friend’s encouragement, but I really understand in my heart that my words are just the real records of my life, just a way to vent my emotions, and really have little reading value, I don’t want to stain the readers’ eyes. Because of self-knowledge, I always write quietly and calmly. I won’t be ecstatic because of someone’s beauty, nor will I be hurt secretly because of someone’s disdain. In this way of writing, I think if there is not much change in real life and there are not too many restrictions on external conditions, I will stick to it all the time. Isn’t it said that everyone’s life is a wonderful book? In this case, let me lay paper and grind it, and copy it on the long scroll of life. Just like my indifferent character, in general, it was quiet and peaceful in 2011. There is no great sorrow or joy, nor any ups and downs. If there is any aftertaste, could it be in the spring day, together with my brother and sister, to help my father set up a birthday party; In summer, I took my son alone and walked in the colorful streets of the capital; In autumn, I lived outside, a little plantain, and a little smoke and rain, which added a bit of sleepless pain; In winter, I finally got a driver’s license with all my efforts. If there is any regret, it may be that there are some dreams. If they do not bloom, they will become a wisp of residual fragrance embedded in the deep soul, which makes the bones look bleak; Maybe it is impossible to spend the time in Beijing, record it in the form of words. I always felt that it was a different period of time, mixed with all kinds of feelings such as sorrow, relief, bitterness, relief, surprise and so on. I have a long-cherished wish that one day, one month, one year, one day, I will carry my luggage alone, pick up the camera, put down the hubbub, and walk on my life in endless boundless and distant places. Although the trip to Beijing was not suitable for both climate and atmosphere, the brand-new environment still made my thoughts as distant as smoke. I remember that at that time, I especially liked walking on the street, watching the blooming locust flowers, condensed into rain, falling on the platform, the roof, even the clothes and hair of pedestrians; I also liked in the Temple of Heaven, surrounded by the ancient and vigorous pine and cypress, I was stunned, imagining and sighing; In the Imperial Palace, in the ordinary family, I tried my best to take photos in close to the camera in front of the pane and roof; In the depth of the hutong, I was facing the courtyard, after all, the capital is a place where history and legend are embedded in brick cracks and glory and time are melted into oil paint. Here, no matter it is the moonlight night, walking alone in the deep hutong, or in the afternoon, the stream of people flowing in like water can feel the smell from the other end of time. Apart from this comfort and regret, the rest of the days were plain, like lakes in high mountains, Misty, cold and quiet. Diagnostic handbooks, gone. Inadvertently, a new year has come. As usual, I will still go back to my hometown to celebrate the new year, and enjoy the bustle and busyness of the new year in the joy of tired birds returning home and reunion after a long separation. Coincidentally, 2012 is also my birth year. Like many friends who have entered the year of birth, in order to achieve happiness and well-being in the coming year, I am also preparing some red clothes for myself, such as red scarf and red ultra-short down jacket. As for the coming year, I don’t know whether it is as prosperous as wish. What we can do at this moment is probably at the edge of the end of the year and the beginning of the year, to clean up the lead, smile lightly, and make ourselves bright and healthy for a lifetime …… also wish all friends healthy and happy! Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. 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