A person’s night

Originally, I wanted to sleep in the dormitory alone at night. I didn’t want to sleep when I lay down after work. Later, I was woken up by my colleagues who didn’t have a snack. It seemed that there was something unfinished that made me get up casually, when I heard this song when I was not sleepy, many things had become notes of the night after being immersed. Walking out of the quiet long night in the frog sound of the headset, many voices had gone away. The familiar person, the familiar villages and streets left in the dark sound box, and many happy smiling faces dispersed in the fireworks. They wanted to smoke a cigarette, in the burning past, I vaguely recall the passing youth and vague old events, as well as the figure that can only be recalled in the dead of night. All of these dispersed to the night sky in the sound of Soothing flute. I think I am still living in my own soul, walking in the silent night sky. I think the soul I am waiting for is still waving a flag in the Ethereal. I want to catch up with her. The night is too dark, I couldn’t see her face clearly. I was still looking for her. In fact, she was not in the notes of the night at all. She had disappeared in the horizon. Looking at the lamp tube at night, the white wall and the hot laptop and screen, we actually live in the unreal text of the Internet. The sound of tapping the keyboard can be heard faintly. I don’t belong to myself in this dark night. I think my heart is not indifferent and lonely in the dark night. But I couldn’t fall asleep. My mind was like a river flowing endlessly. I was the floating grass in the river. Night mood like first snow fleet, snow, Between the white town and the village, I stood alone and devoutly on the platform where I went home, sitting quietly by the window of the train, watching the snow gathering on the track, which condensed my wish for winter, how far is the way home? I saw the ferry in my hometown village staying in the embrace of snowflakes. It was a pure fairy tale world and dream, and I forgot to leave a precious thing in the noisy city, the wind and frost flashed before my eyes. The girl wearing the red scarf left a long platform and finally became a little light, lighting a lonely night. I landed in the dark, the white snow light lit up my way home. The lights were dim. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the city had become blurred. I hoped to land on the eaves of my hometown like a snowflake, when the sun came out, it melted like running water. The man was already outside the sky. I couldn’t think clearly. I had to forget it before I could relax. So all the changes are ethereal and distant, nothing is no longer important, ethereal, desire in the sky without a trace, depressed for a long time in my heart with clouds dissipated, those familiar smiles flowing in front of my eyes, like the meteor shower passing through the sky, the beloved woman looked back and waved her hands. The beautiful dimples were scattered on the sky in the afternoon, and there were also unprinted lips. The Heaven and Earth were passing through mountains and streams, in the jungle and Green Beach, life is so remote and long, crossing the mountains and mountains, walking further and further, in the heaven on earth. The canyon is vast and boundless, and life is originally hard and circuitous, reflecting the broadness and depth of the universe. It stays with the wind, and is self-contained. The Heart is accompanied by clouds, and people go with the shadow. Everything goes with the fate, and the source. At four o’clock in the morning, there was no sleepiness. In fact, sleeping too much was meaningless to me. Many nights were used to writing something to bid farewell to this kind of living condition, preferring to live happily, I don’t want to go with the flow. I would rather stay up late to see my soul than live in a form and strange mode without thoughts and characters. In fact, I am not used to this kind of life. If I want to change myself, I have to find a better breakthrough. At dawn, I have to get used to my daily work and life. Everyone never gets used to starting like this. That’s Life. No matter whether you accept the sun rising on the horizon or not, the morning bird starts to sing. I can’t understand the singing. Life lies in sports. I ran a few laps on the playground, I feel a little hungry, ha ha, the day begins again.

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