Wait for the flowering period, dilute memories

When I listened with the green leaves, the sound of spring was on the branch again, and colorful colors burst out from the green leaves. Perhaps, the sound of spring is very small, just the sound of a flower, a clump, a piece of flowers, but the pink Li Bai, this sound has a variety of breathtaking colors. Red, orange, red, green, blue and purple, all flowers bloom together. In this spring, color ensemble and Symphony are everywhere. When I was too busy to see, the bright eyes of flowing water had already understood the magnificence of this spring for me. I can tell the sound of this spring by closing my eyes! Looking back on the past, my thoughts were full of emotions; Based on today, I have confidence and confidence; Looking forward to the future, I sang loudly and laughed all the way. Yesterday always belongs to the past, no matter success or failure in the past, it always belongs to death; Yesterday, like a fallen meteor across the sky, too late to greet; Yesterday, like dandelion flying all over the sky, it shows its swaggering State. Looking back on yesterday, I have a clear conscience. Although too much bitterness melted into yesterday’s ploughshare, too much sadness filled my heart, and too much helplessness written on my face, although too much energy was devoted to yesterday’s process. Failure also leads to success, salty tears certainly lead to sweet smiles, loss constitutes the lingering song of yesterday, sadness leads to the romantic color of yesterday! Looking back on life, life is like a river, sometimes fast and sometimes calm. Life is too short, life has a long way to go, and life will continue. Sometimes life will make me bored, sometimes I feel that life is too plain and too tense, but I just can’t tell the ever-changing feelings in my heart. When the cold came and went, the gorgeous sunshine of last year fell to the last night; The Stars moved around, and this year’s sunrise would be bright in front of me. On the occasion of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, I felt a lot of emotion, sadness, depression and desolation in my heart. The past time, the long and short time, appeared in front of my eyes one after another! In the past year, I came to the forefront of the storm and experienced the biggest test in my life. I experienced the baptism of life and death. The taste of life is always bitter, hot, sour and sweet, with all kinds of tastes. Facing the illness, I seemed to raise my hand and feel helpless. For this reason, I only have to pour out my words with heartbreaking words, because I can’t find a better way to vent, so I can only pour out my helplessness and helplessness in my heart with my meager words. I know in my heart that I also hope everything will be fine and live a good life. I must learn to be strong, confident and self-improvement! Finally, all the haze passed away with the wind, and now I will still enjoy the warmth of sunshine! In the past year, I also got a huge sum of money that I didn’t expect. I was never greedy for money. God loved me very much and would put those dreams that most people dreamed, but it will be scattered on my head, but I know all this, looking at millions of assets, it is just a smile passing by, because I know everything in the world, I will always face it with a calm mind, and I have learned by accident that I don’t treat anything in the world with happiness or sadness! The past is like smoke, and the years are like running water. Four Seasons are like wheels, year after year. Looking back in a hurry, the bitterness was already calm. Although spring has arrived, the mood at the end of the year is still surging like spring tide. A wave comes and a wave is surging in my heart. The fluttering and shaking thoughts, the ups and downs of feelings strolled in the misty rain in the early spring, and sighed in the Cup-pushing and changing at the end of the year. Year after year, there will be another round of vicissitudes in life. The years keep flowing, and the annual rings of life keep increasing. The years left an indelible wrinkle in my life, and what I left for the years was a life full of exclamation. Sigh the flowing years like water, sigh the life with the wind rising and the dust falling! Maybe from the moment I had my life, I was destined to withstand the bitterness, sweetness, happiness, pain and sadness of life. These will surround me from time to time. Wind, Frost, rain and snow, hot sun and hot summer will sharpen my will. Greed and desire, extravagance and vanity will torment my humanity. Life is like a season of flowers blossoming and fading, although it is not brilliant, that is, fragrance. Time flows, time is my silent song, laughing all the way, accompanying me all the way, walking through the long road of life, learning to be calm, learning to be indifferent, what I have learned is to treat some people and things rationally! Seasons flow, those glancing smiles, those sweet whispers fall across my eyebrows through the wind of the night. Flowing flowers and purple moths, all the gone sky, the plain face wet with misty rain. Let the flowers of dreams open in the heart for the second time. In this way, the memory will unfold slowly in the years, presenting the lingering season after season. Walking in the gap of time, I met a piece of sky at midnight. Before that, the melancholy wind once wet the sky in my heart, and the ethereal rain once enchanted my eyes, after that, my eyes penetrated through the thin misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and some feelings began to spread slowly in the misty rain. Deep in my eyes, a flower gently bloomed in a quiet posture! Looking back at the past year, I felt sad and happy, wind and rain flew, and smoke filled me. This year, I experienced too much pain and sleepless. The many sorrows and delights, tears and joy, the collision between reality and future; The self-examination and inquiry one by one, the tearing of the heart, the restlessness and anxiety again and again; The selfless dedication, let go reluctantly; The cruel reality deprived me of my pursuit and dream. All of these, I can only use words to pile up little memories in my heart and vent the feelings in my heart. I use petals to twist ink and touch the plain paper lightly. I am afraid that the letter paper dyed by tears will mess up my mood, and my mood has already been flying like snowflakes, with sadness and joy all over the ground, stepping on my sadness and comforting the joy in my heart! Looking forward to this year, I am full of passion and ideals. Opening the curtain of spring, the flame of hope was lit in my chest; Looking at the dawn far away, the sea of my heart rolled up the waves of emotion. In the new year, the calendar raised a bright red page, and the years opened a new door. Maybe, everything of mine will still start in some expectations; Maybe, everything of mine will still be spent in plain; Maybe, my life will still face those inevitable nothingness and blows; maybe, my heart will still suffer a series of sufferings and wounds. But I know: life is very short, but the road to pursue is very long. I always tell myself in my heart that no matter how helpless life is, no matter how difficult life is, I will face it bravely and will not give up the pursuit and expectation in my heart! In a quiet afternoon, when the warm sunshine shone on me through the window, I liked to write some happy words or random imagination at that time. In a memory, in a watch, in this warm spring day, my steps may be overprinted on the road I used to look for, so I met in a mountain city full of dreams, maybe there is no my figure there, but there is my expectation. I think tomorrow will be a brand new day. In the new year, you will find yourself again and take the road you have already arranged. I don’t want to be at the original point. I want to run again at the starting line of life. I must go to a higher and further journey! Use the old guitar to turn over the notes of the season, and all the bits and pieces are like a floating flower in the Cup, swaying gently in the Cup and Cup in the heart. Every season in my calm heart, I use a kind of missing to deduce the sound of a blooming flower, and use a smiling antenna to pull the soft rhythm. When those warm feelings open one by one in my palm, all my emotions have nowhere to hide in your eyes, you know, all happiness or sadness lingering in time into a piece of light, in your dreams, in my dreams, in my years! In the new year, I will continue to record my feelings with flexible words. No matter what I do, I will still believe that only by sticking to the end can I win. Believe in the beauty of life, the door of life is open to everyone who loves life. All the joys and sorrows will be poured out heartily in the ink incense! Cold stars shone outside, but my heart is very warm. Looking back on the past journey, there were too many tears, too much joy and too much emotion. The heart is there, the dream is there. Through the cold winter, we will enter the bright spring and the bright future! Without wasting time, I am proud and more enthusiastic. Another New Year is coming, and the path of life extends step by step. Looking forward to the future, I am high-spirited and raise my sail. A new journey is about to begin. I spread my wings and sing songs, with blessings, longings, passion and elegant demeanour. I will fly forward as always. I want to fly and fly to a higher goal.

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