Quiet night

I like the quietness and tranquility of the night, and I prefer the reality and emptiness of the night. When the noise and fickleness of the day were gradually cleaned up by the Twilight, I returned a real night, a clear night. I am like it so much. In the dead of night, in the quiet night with only rustling pages or knocking the keyboard, I read the stories in the book and wrote my own feelings. There is no external interference disturbing me, only the happiness immersed in it. Since I was a teenager, I have been so dedicated to reading the night, listening to the night, the night in the I am mysterious, quiet, happy yearning, how many silent long nights, A bean-like oil lamp and a book of shabby old books accompanied me through the sleepless night. I fell asleep gradually when the chicken began to sing and the Dawn came to light. My father really had a headache for me, in his opinion, I didn’t study hard, so I stayed at home and didn’t sleep all night. I used up a lamp of kerosene in one night. Kerosene was very expensive at that time. In the daytime, when it was time to work, But I am sleeping, such a weird lazy woman, will be a trouble in the future. I heard my father said to an uncle who had a good relationship with him, I am how to be angry with him, then my uncle taught me that I could not be so angry with my father in the future. I felt that I really didn’t want to make my father angry. I just couldn’t help myself. I I am happy spirit at night, while in the daytime, I was like a branch beaten by Frost, and I was lifeless. My father had no choice but to send me to my cousin in the city to receive the eight-hour shift education. I was afraid of the system in the factory, but I followed the rules. However, no matter how tired my work was, I couldn’t change my habit of reading at night. My dream spread wings in the dark night and flew to places I had never been. Life can be changed, and dreams and yearnings become clearer with the days like water. In the passing years, the pain of licking wounds alone in those nights, the helpless loneliness and loneliness rolled in my heart. No matter how bitter it was, the dark night would finally pass. The next night, it should be calm as water, and the mood was like Lotus? In the days of the ancient city, I am enjoying the night by myself. The spring night breeds happiness and fragrance. I usually walk into the park near my residence, and the strong fragrance of flowers flows in the air, refreshing, walking quietly in the fragrance of flowers and darkness, you can meditate, you can also think nothing, at night pressure and exhaustion get relaxed, I often feel a new self. On summer nights, there was a little more noise. Because of the hot weather, there were more people visiting the garden. Music and Qin Opera turned this place into a paradise for all people. Sometimes I went to watch folk dances for a while, sometimes when I watch sword dance, my favorite one is sword dance, lai ru Thunder receive wrath, strike ru jiang hai ning clear light. The sword-dancing girl who is free and vigorous reminds me of Li shuniang in Linying. I often want to see others dance to home, and I still want to be reluctant to leave. More often, I will look at the moon, the moon deep in the Willow, the moon rising high at the top, the moon above the red pavilion, sometimes hazy and sometimes clear. Sometimes, I would lie on a bench, staring at the night sky for a long time. The passing train rumbled past, and the separated people gathered gradually became deep in the clouds and water. Did the clear sky also have pairs of eyes, are you longing, looking, missing quietly? I thought more of the summer night in the countryside. My husband brought a deck chair and put it in the field. I lay on it. At this time, the sky was low and the stars were shining all over the sky. I was like lying in a fairy tale world, those twinkling stars surrounded me. What a beautiful feeling is that? The autumn night passed too fast. I haven’t felt it yet. The leaves have fallen and the faint fragrance in the air has disappeared, On those rainy nights, I would also go around the garden to see the weeping willows in the rain and the rose of Yu Fang, feeling the autumn feeling conveyed by those banana leaves. Time is like this autumn, too hurried. In the winter night, I finished all my housework and went out behind closed doors. In the warm house, I began to weave the dream of the dark night, Green Ant New fermented grains, red mud small stove, and it was snow in the evening, no one can drink a cup. All the dreams made the winter night warm and long. Unconsciously, it was already early in the morning, and there would be a life tomorrow. I turned off the computer and went into a full and lazy dream. 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