Winter rain fall Jiangnan, listening the yell of life

The rain in early winter and the coldness of silk fell down in the picturesque south of the Yangtze River, without the decline of fallen leaves or the bleak yellow, occasionally giving people novelty and exclamation, the beautiful picture of the world, there is an indescribable contrast to the ice and snow of the north, sometimes hazy, sometimes clear, fluttering in this prosperous world, full of coolness, a slight feeling of autumn coolness of the North, forget that it is already the year of lunar December. The wind blew the trees with sparse leaves, swaying on the branches of flowers. The slight cold at the moment, a feeling of humidity, tightened the collar of the trench coat and walked quickly on the busy way to work. I stepped on the crowded bus and sat down by the window, enjoying the winter rain in the south of the Yangtze River by myself, as well as the prosperous city in my eyes. In this winter season, the bustling crowd did not decrease due to the weather, and the rushing steps were also displayed in a hurry. Due to the working hours, the cars were crowded and there was traffic jam on the road, the actual traffic jam is common in my eyes, but today I am not as leisurely as before, but there is a kind of cold in my heart that I can’t figure out. The car is moving forward step by step, because during working hours, all the traffic was crowded here, and they didn’t give in to each other. They didn’t want to be modest at any distance. People’s anxious mood was really reflected here. I was just waiting patiently, because my time is coming. A shrill sound suddenly shook everyone’s heart. Everyone turned their eyes to the direction of the sound. It turned out that an ambulance passed by and was mixed in the flood of traffic jam, due to the close distance, I could see the doctor doing various rescue measures for the patient through the curtain of the car. The patient’s condition was obviously very critical, and I became nervous along with it, the sound was endless, and my heart also mentioned my throat. I was anxious and worried about the patients in the car. The car at this time was actually not as crowded as usual. If the drivers all gave up a way and grabbed one meter less, everyone could make way for this ambulance. Time passed by 1 minute 1 second, and the car was also competing with each other, my heart was always gripping. The sound of chirping and flashing lights poured out the anxiety and desire of life, and people who could hear probably would have feelings. Time, everyone is in a hurry, all for life, yes! Don’t people live for the sake of living? Everyone has their own lives and tracks, but in front of weak lives, what are those? Is it so difficult for you to be modest and regress? If you are the one who has experienced such a dilemma, what will happen? I think your heart will hurt, there will be concerns in your eyes, and your heart will resent, but at the same time, can you hear the soft cry and the desire of life in your heart, I don’t know and dare not think about the desire for life, but my heart is struggling and sighing, where is the heart! In this winter, I feel the cold, the cold that cannot be warmed, selfish people, selfish social atmosphere, love is always in one mind, which can warm the world, love can also disappear in one thought. Where is the love of Chinese people? Instead of indifference, it makes people feel cold and contend for each other. Do you deserve the three words of your own Chinese? I am a simple person, maybe I don’t understand it correctly, but all life has rights. We should pay much attention to the value of life. Don’t give up the cherish of life with indifference, if you give in one meter, he will take a step closer to life. If you walk one meter, you will push the dawn of life to darkness. What this world needs is love, not your coldness. When it is hard to say, I am willing to write down the warmth and joy in the world with a weak pen. Maybe I am too sentimental and will struggle with a deep corner of my heart, I can live a freehand brushwork life with trembling and sadness, but that is my feeling and the call of my heart. Time is life, and time is money. In front of life and money, you choose indifference. How can you feel? Life is a journey, a simple and tangled journey. There are many hopes and frustrations in the world. No matter what you have experienced, we should treat things in the world with enthusiasm and kind humanity. We should not be selfish and greedy blindly. Contentment can make us happy. In the south of the Yangtze River in winter, the rain is beating your body. Maybe you already need to sort out your ridged soul, re-examine the world, and let the winter rain clean your dusty soul, washing the place where your soul comes back, winter rain is a cold coat. It is also a mirror to show the soul. I hope it will be sunny after rain, and I hope that the cold winter will not stay in this world that needs warmth. After getting off the bus, I was at a loss. I didn’t know whether there was any new hope for life in that ambulance and whether there was any possibility for life. I didn’t know, I didn’t know……

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