Month: December 2015

If you choose your own way, you must go on no matter how difficult it is!

I missed something for the rest of my life. Understanding will not change, keep a constant promise, but can not keep a changeable heart. Sometimes persistence is a kind of burden, while giving up is a kind of relief. People are not perfect, happiness is not 100 percent, and they know that they have not owned so much at one time, and they have no right to demand so much, otherwise, you will suffer yourself and embarrass each other. A heart belongs to one person. What is fairness in love? Love is deep, hurt is deep, there is no unfairness in love. Falling in love with someone you shouldn’t love is a sigh that never has the sky. Falling in love with someone you don’t love is the beginning of tears. The promise is a piece of white paper, and even the thick script has an ending. I think I know the smell of tears. Even if I pay every penny, I never want to escape every second. There is no eternal happiness in this world, only the comfort and comfort of fried water. If you regard my feelings as a game, I can’t afford to play, let alone lose, with sweet words, who knows the pain behind my smile, love starts with a smile, A kiss grows up and ends with a tear. It is hurt and scarred. Finally, it leaves traces and forces yourself to forget you, it turns out that I can’t control everything. Maybe silence is the best comfort, maybe memory is the best ending, and so can Fools. They can’t escape sadness because they have dreams in their hearts. Yes, they are willing to wander. Some fate is doomed to be lost, and some fate is doomed not to have good results. You don’t have to have it if you love someone, but if you have someone, you must love him well. Don’t give up lightly, or you will be sorry for yourself. Don’t walk into Spring because there is no sunshine; Don’t lose your ideal because there is no applause. In fact, every road leading to sunshine is full of frustrations, every way to the ideal is full of hardship and sweat! The development of many things is destined to come to an end. Enjoy the beautiful process. When passing by, we should learn to forget, laugh loudly and cry boldly, looking up at the bright sunshine, I believe that time can change everything! Don’t let yourself cry easily. Spring has spring style, winter has winter elegance, life has its own beauty, each has its own natural and unrestrained, you smile, the whole world will laugh with you. You cry, you cry alone in the world. When you can’t have it, the only thing you can only have is the path you choose. Even if it is difficult, you have to finish it……

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Landscape Complex

[Introduction] skipping school is something we won’t do any more. On a rare Sunday that no longer makes up lessons, we rode bicycles and traveled through a dozen miles of low-lying yellow sand areas. We went to see Shahe and wanted to be there, read the figure of the Yellow River and appreciate the soul of the Yellow River.

My hometown is in the northern Jiangsu Plain, where there are no mountains and the water is not very abundant. When I was young, I always yearned for the mountains and rivers, and the mountains and rivers became a complex in my heart. I often hear old people say that there are two mountains thirty miles away from our home, one is Huashan, the other is Qishan. It is said that the Erlang God came to Peidi when he was driving the sun on the mountain. The tired and thirsty Erlang God wanted to put down the burden and have a rest. But accidentally, a mountain slipped in front of the pole, suddenly, Erlang lost his balance and leaned back. A mountain behind the shoulder pole fell to the ground and sank into the ground. So people called the Mountain falling from the shoulder pole of Erlang God slippery mountain, and the mountain falling from the shoulder pole Qi Mountain. The slippery mountain is in the West and the Qi Mountain is in the east. The two are several miles apart. There is a village in the middle of the two places, which is called shoulder pole village. Due to the continuation of time, the word “sliding” was mispronounced as China by people. Till now, Huashan and Qishan towns are still there, but I don’t know whether the shoulder pole village has been submerged by the long river of history. Listening to such a beautiful legend, I am more longing for the mountain. At that time, I often stood on the high wall with my friends and looked towards the southwest, eager to see those two mountains, but this wish was never satisfied. Regrets are often remedied in childhood dreams. In dreams, I see dense forests on the mountain, clear spring water and running animals. Going to see the mountain became my heart knot. We have put forward our own demands to the adults for countless times, and the answer we got is: Looking at the mountain to run a dead horse, the mountain is far away from us! The impulse to visit the mountain was suppressed again and again, and the heart of the mountain became bigger and bigger. Until we went to the first day of junior high school, it erupted like a volcano. Under my encouragement, it was the first time for several partners to skip school, and the time was still a whole day. We began to plot from the night before, making the preparations for going to see the mountain secret and sufficient. Before dawn, we set off, vigorously and proudly. Along the way, everyone excitedly imagined the appearance of the mountain, the magnificence of the waterfall, the running of animals, and wondered whether there would be tigers and wolves on the mountain. In order to think about the beauty of the mountain and not be frightened by the tiger, leopard and Wolf, we recited in unison: The Sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, looking at the waterfall hanging in the front of the river. Waterfalls san qian chi, suspected Galaxy nine days. The sun came out, and the wind blew through the morning fog. Everything became fresh and beautiful. Even the early people looked at our team and smiled kindly. It’s almost Qishan, and we still can’t see the trace of the mountain, which reminds us of the famous saying of adults: Looking at the mountain to run a dead horse! But why can’t we see those two mysterious mountains? In desperation, we turned to the adults in the town, an enthusiastic Elder, to take us to the location of the mountain. I felt dizzy. A big pit dozens of meters deep buried our desire for mountains for many years in this deep pit. The wall of the pit was a hard stone. Not only did no spring spring come out, but also no grass, let alone the deep forest and waterfall in imagination. The warm-hearted elder said to us: the original peak of Qishan Mountain was only exploited into pits for a long time. Lunch was swallowed in extreme disappointment and depression. The heat of the meal filled our good mood again. We headed for Huashan Mountain. After many twists and turns, Huashan Mountain, which had already been moved to the flat ground by quarrying, smashed our hope again. We sat on the stone which was like a flock of sheep, and we wanted to cry without tears. The thousand miles of horses in our hearts ran to death in this mysterious mountain that would disappear forever. We walked back silently without the high spirits when we came. What we had was just infinite yearning and slight confusion for the mountain. The Mountain tied a knot in our hearts again. Huashui Huan village becomes a jade belt, Huashan Yinghu ranks a golden screen. -Diameter Mao is deep and short, and you can see the peak of China from the cloud. Who is the world in the domain? The sound of the Sun swallow the wild temple bell. Shuangfeng is silent in the South Building, and the upstairs is full of soul. Later, I found the shadows of Huashan Mountain and Qishan Mountain in the poems of Yan Ermei, a poet in my hometown, and found the beautiful bubble River. Speaking of the water in my hometown, I have to say that the Dashahe River is unforgettable for me. The school where I went to high school is located on the bank of Dasha River, where fengpei two counties meet. Dasha River is the trace left by the Yellow River’s bank breaching and diversion in history. The vast yellow flood area is filled with dust and sand all day long, especially in windy seasons, yellow sand covers the sky. Even the well water is turbid and cannot be drunk directly. The school turns the underground water into a large pool every night, waiting for the precipitation overnight. Only the next day can we use the clarified water. The clear and bright River became our most beautiful yearning at that time. The momentum of Dashahe has been released for thousands of miles. It is always what we want to do to see it in our imagination. Skipping school is something we won’t do any more. On a Sunday that is rare to stop making up lessons, we rode bicycles and crossed a dozen miles of low-lying yellow sand areas. We went to see Shahe and wanted to be there, read the figure of the Yellow River and appreciate the soul of the Yellow River. We didn’t find the yellow river until we rode to Fengxian County. After asking, I realized that the low-lying yellow flood area of more than a dozen miles was the soul of the Yellow River in the past. Reading mountains and seas, crossing the Yangtze River and crossing the Yellow River became my dream, and it was also the knot that hit my heart for a long time. When I grew up, I left my hometown with the complex of landscape. Wherever I go, the love of mountains and the thought of water will linger in my heart. On the top of Mount Tai, the desire of childhood and the dream of youth were melted by the gushing red sun in the small feelings of all the mountains. This kind of feeling was surrounded by pine bamboo and silver paste on the incense burner peak of Lushan Mountain, falling down the waterfall with a long cliff and sent into the beautiful Poyang Lake with ripples. The icy thousand-year-old glacier on Yulong Mountain carved my complex of landscape into a beautiful snow lotus, which bloomed on the snow plateau; The folk songs of Sister Liu made my complex of landscape ripple in the clear water. Changjiang mountain gorge shocked the loss of childhood, and hukou passion gave me the soul of Yellow River. The beautiful mountains and rivers of our motherland have our complex everywhere!

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These days

[Introduction] maybe during the journey, I gradually saw through some mysteries and believed that I would love myself and everyone around me in the future. Panpan said, as a girl, be nice to yourself. No one is worthy of your sadness and crying except your parents.

A lot of things accumulated in my heart gradually settled down. When I met some people, I began to understand the faces hidden in the dark. After walking through many places and revisiting the old places, sometimes there will be some sentimental feelings, the love and hate lonely in my heart, some vanishing, and some getting sick by boiling medicine. The water on the cloud stream, the cloud on the top of the Yellow Dragon, the building in No. 1 Middle School, have seen the scenery, but have learned not to cry. I couldn’t imagine that I was too arrogant at that time. Behind the impulsive age, there was no motivation. Looking back at the tortuous road behind me and the flushing of tears and sweat, I gradually believed that this was actually a kind of happiness. The mountain is always there, whether you come or not, you also live in your heart, but when you think of it, you are no longer vigorous and emotional. The people left in the story are the old photos in the memory, with yellow old fingerprints. There were old songs that I liked to listen to when I was a child in the car, traveling on the top of the mountain, and the scenery outside the car went backwards in the rear car mirror. Enjoy the rare freedom and ease. People must be nice in places with good water. The old woman who sold things along the road spoke a simple dialect of hometown. The vicissitudes of wrinkles crumpled in the sun, and the silver white hair floated in the wind, flying all over the world and helping each other for a lifetime. The women who washed clothes beside the stream talked and laughed, and there was a long history of satisfaction for the settled life. Maybe this kind temperament was the same as the water flow on this day, which was a gift from God. In noisy places, I always have a desire to escape. The sunshine is just right, and I want to sleep when I look at it. I count the terraces and think that this is all the expectations of the mountain people who have been tired for a year. Life with sweat and happiness that they are proud. Once, I was very cynical and thought that was all I had. With hundreds of millions of clear eyes, children growing up in the city actually want only a simple happiness and innocence, but they bear the dream of adults too early. I held her and walked around the mountain, watching her smile happily. That beauty was really funny. Stones, large and small, are built into bridges, old waterwheel, worn out, weeds growing in Shaanxi seam are growing wildly, a place that can’t even be bought with ice and cream, bringing hundreds of millions and me, it is the happiness that has been missing for a long time. The sky became so low that it seemed that it could be touched by stretching out one’s hand. White clouds were swinging leisurely, occasionally covering the sun, giving us a piece of coolness. The water in the mountain is so clear and cool, and the wind in the mountain is so soft and light. In such a place, I become fond of laughing and making noise. The neighbors greet each other kindly. They are familiar with each other and talk about family affairs. It seems easy to live happily and peacefully in a day. The old woman with folding fan, the old eunuch with dry smoke, the pregnant woman with big belly, the babbling child, the man with iron ware, the woman guarding the door, and the tile house with smoke from kitchen, I will also try my best to be a lovely person. I will not envy anyone, resent anyone, or envy anyone. The sun is bright and I will run in the wind and rain. Finally, I made up my mind to put down all my sadness and resentment. The water spread on the palm, no matter it is tightly held or tiled, will finally fall down from the fingers. Some fates, I believe too much, are doomed to be cowardly and dare not pursue. Look at the sky, the cloud, the shadow you once cast in my eyes. The reflection on the floor, traveling alone in the mountains. Along the mountain and rock waterway, the twists and turns were bumpy. With a pair of shoes, some things once believed in were worn out. The childishness of hundreds of millions reminds me of myself when I was young, innocent, pure and kind. In fact, I just lost my way, just like traveling in the mountains, sometimes I would go wrong, but the final will not change. These days, I used a summer time to learn the secret of growing up. I still miss it deeply, but I was less impulsive and frivolous. I left with a smile and came back with a smile. I waited for it, I am not afraid of disappointment after failure. Maybe during the journey, I gradually saw through some mysteries and believed that I would love myself and everyone around me in the future. Panpan said, as a girl, be nice to yourself. No one is worthy of your sadness and crying except your parents. One year of university, what engraved on our children is not knowledge, not prosperity, but sensible. Shallow gathering, like duckweed. These days, working, studying and traveling, I find this state is just right. When I make a circle around the world, what I return is still that heart. These days, the sunshine is just right, and the mood is just right.

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Women (the other one)

Spring elimination snow

Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring…

Waiting

Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain…

Be good at listening to different voices and opinions

On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites…

Read The Bridges of Madison County

“When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted…

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Mountain people

Mountain people Horizons is not wide, see is not wide, grandparents living in mountains, mouth nothing more than fields that point with soil, with crops close things. Again far some, is East parents, Hezekiah short. Many villages live together, one village and one family name. The long and short things seem to be the matter of hundreds of people in the village, sharing the time that can be said for many years. As for other, can be said to myth. Childhood summer night, moved wooden bench sit courtyard listening to adults chat, looked up and saw the sky has long Meteor across, Heart is surprised: a new one dead. This concept has been a continuation, no one questioned. Sometimes yet, if war a lot of death, that star not to lost? You adults said, some, meteor shower, separated far, you no chance to see. When satellite and aircraft of light in night sky appears, slowly aware of the science this shit works. -Brother-in-law worse, he know if who have skill from ground straight cut a hole, hole opened up, over there is United States. He later said, science of big advantage is let people variable more lazy. See we don’t understand, he explained: before many things are people to do, now machine made, man also doing?! In his view, the more lazy person, the more thinking way to play with science. Many big insight! I he really admire no. Mountain people because few nursing, so on a mountain, as if through a death. When I was in the army, I once visited relatives and returned to the army. The car passed a small village and came up with a middle-aged man who went to Shanghai to work. Off of the wife is a snot a tears, see who can’t help moved. See I uniform, she keep close ties I me, as life-saving straw, thousand ding ling million asked way to look after his man. That men few words, would say know. Know, then see everybody’s watching, face on the red. He said to the woman, you back. Woman suddenly crying for it. She repeatedly confessed men must follow me the uniformed little brother. That scene made me very embarrassed. The mountain people, never have innate favor. This, of course a lot of it’s own since I was a village grew up. To County reading, class inevitably have town classmates look down on country people, to bully country folk, scold them is mountains. Those students from the countryside tend to feel self-abased and submit to humiliation, feeling that they are really inferior. I was unconvinced and asked loudly: What’s wrong with the mountain?! No farmers, you eat what, hungry to; You what to wear, naked! Such ask often leaves those support town classmates of so-called pride and pride, instantly without emboldened. Home in Huizhou Shexian Nango of the mountains. History Huizhou because layer mountain peaks, traffic inconvenience, a few and external phase cut off. And because Here fields sparse, grain is not much, and are considered if past life do not repair, so will Born in Huizhou. Young, with many children, can out of this mountain as struggle goal. Now nearly er shi nian past, with hang hui high-speed traffic, Way home convenient many. Several times a year by holiday drive with wife and kids back. Home of the landscape is undergoing great changes. I also in this change, further understand my hometown, more love my home. Every time back home, goes to County southwest North Township around the mountains around, see Mountain, see water, look at those once because familiar with and ignored scenery. As their car winding mountain road march the eyes are ever greedy, anxious to put all of the beauty all over here. Mood forever is relaxed and happy, like a spring bees and butterflies flying in all over the mountains and plains of flowers in. Each a roadside rest, every river water play, and each time with villagers dialogue, are very ke xi kool, are worthy of permanent register. Now, this landscape of people living in become with enrichment, many deep accumulation of culture were slowly explore. Old House is no longer old house, there has a long stories because. Archway is no longer archway, there rune-Rays feather historical memory. Even a section of road, a bridge and a pavilion will make modern people communicate with the ancient people’s emotions, and the spirit will travel through and the soul will become rich. However, because of the unique scenery and culture in their hometowns, outsiders come here one after another, stimulating the business opportunities of tourism, bringing ideas and wealth, and gradually changing the appearance here. Better of several friends like sightseeing tour, especially tu ding why. Temperament open-minded lands he visited many places in China, in summary, if you choose this life of long-term residence, with three places he is to be considered, one is Chengdu, two is Yunnan, the third is huizhou. This let me feel very happy, also very proud. Now, he by work mobilization leave Shanghai went to Yunnan (average person but thinking to Shanghai, and to Shanghai is unwilling to move house), realize their dreams, him “Dragon Eight” in Dali longing life. And I want to final resting on mountains, my home. Uprooted more far, time longer, really the more think of their home. This is the Chinese people’s heart complex, is any age, how to develop, traffic what communication how convenient, are difficult to change. And, this Township love of root with grow older will tie the deeper, farther. That out soil of part, vines grow thicker, longer, branches would born more dense, more concentrated, but the blown flower, also will blossoms to more colorful, more fragrant.

Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring…

Waiting

Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain…

Be good at listening to different voices and opinions

On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites…

Read The Bridges of Madison County

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I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me…

Sick time

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Who are you? The beauty of the world

When drinking red wine, it is often at night. The moon is as cool as water, the breeze winds around the beam, and Yi crouched in a corner of the room alone. Pick up the glass and see the translucent liquid slowly flowing from the bottom of the cup to the wall of the Cup, and then slowly put it in the mouth, as if going through a century. This kind of boutique seems to be filled with the light and shadow left by the years, and it is the spirit that concentrates the color of the world, which makes people addicted and intoxicated. Yi walks barefoot on the floor, dressed in a dark blue tie-dyed cotton dress, the broad skirt was embroidered with Iris, and the slender bare feet were decorated with a silver chain. The fragrance flowing in the air after being washed out, touching and touching Yi lightly in the lazy footsteps, a kind of dream-like comfort flowed all over the body. Such beauty is a graceful scenery in the night. The bright and bright moonlight came through the latticework, so even the dark blue twilight was smudged with elegance, and there was a blue-purple fragrance around the air. Yi seemed to be an angel falling in the dark forest, revealing cool beauty and slight sadness. Therefore, the dim night of Yi was a little more charming and moving, just like a graceful word, a leaf boat moored quietly. In such a night, Yi will play some sad saxophone songs, or lazy and romantic jazz songs, and the classic and old songs of low softness and lingering —— the emotions permeated with the music can not stand the dyeing like rice paper, after a drop of wet, it spreads a piece. When drinking red wine alone, Yi is an old song precipitated by years, quiet, tranquil, beautiful and honest. The light loneliness and calm implication and sentiments after Qian Fan had gone through were reflected in the brow. When tasting wine alone, Yi was tasting the loneliness of life and revealing the lofty charm of self-admiration in his heart. Those past, those who met, those who wanted to stay but could not stay, all settled down, and Iraq had a feeling of distant and boundless. Yi was slightly drunk. Looking at the red wine, Yi smiled faintly. This color is in harmony with something inside Yi. Drunk is a kind of spirit, a kind of realm. I always read the life of flowing water and the moon with a clear and clear heart, which brewed the indifference and tranquility in Yi’s heart, while the red wine made Yi’s plain life have a little indulgent poetry and sadness, there are some ups and downs. A woman who knows how to taste wine knows how to taste life. The elegance and nobility, charm and charm of Yi are emerging slowly in the process of tasting wine in the posture of holding wine glasses. At the moment when the cool nectar Jade Dew slowly enters the throat, the fragrant body like Yi petals becomes a piece of rich fertile soil, which stretches out the graceful amorous feelings under the moisture of the rain. Sometimes Yi will stand in front of the window with a glass. It was dark outside, but Yi somehow saw fallen leaves. It is the time when leaves fall. The wind is removing the leaves from the treetop. A leaf is a lost promise, which falls in my heart and is fleeting. However, it turns into tears, and I don’t know where to go in the eye frame. If the wind blows down, your face will feel painful; If it does not flow down, your heart will feel painful. Yi just let it hang like this, and it seems to be if there is nothing, and it seems to have not fallen. If possible, Yi Zhen wanted to curl up in the cold corner, bury the pain in the fallen leaves, and let the autumn wind free himself. If there are no fallen leaves in autumn, can we live more relieved? If there is no emotional tie, will we still care about the falling direction of dead leaves? Where are you wandering now? What mood? The expectations? Afraid? Lost? If you can really fall into leaves, then can the fallen leaves also flow into an old song, which reminds you of Yi’s appearance tonight when singing? At night, it began the first rain of autumn. The rain was thin and dense, and gently knocked the window lattice. It was messy but delicate, just like the song of Yi. If you don’t listen carefully, you can’t enjoy the taste, it is also like the taste of wine in Yi’s hands. Yi’s eyes fell deep in the night, with flying thoughts, persistence and perception of life and love. I remembered that there was a voice saying: no one can speak out as boldly as I do, you are my grave. The sound set off a storm, but it also dispersed without any trace. And rooted in the deep heart of Iraq. Yi told her mind to the night, quietly continuing something called sadness. Raise a glass to nights. Iraq is who GeSHi leave empty confidante? Iraq is who GeSHi leave empty confidante?

Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring…

Waiting

Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain…

Be good at listening to different voices and opinions

On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites…

Read The Bridges of Madison County

“When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted…

From today on, I want to be happy

I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me…

Sick time

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My bike era

At that time, every day after school, I watched those elder brothers and sisters who were several years older than me go to the yard in front of the village to learn to ride bicycles and watch them flying round and round in that open space, heart envy. Sister Bian Yang also taught me to learn. I also told her that when I learned it, I would take you with me and you wouldn’t have to be so tired after school. My sister saw that I really wanted to learn, so she agreed. The bicycle at that time was not as small as it is now, but a tall car seat and a simple and honest beam. I was riding on it, so I couldn’t reach it at all, and I always fell and fought. My sister tied a stick horizontally behind the car to avoid falling heavily on the ground, because a stick was tied behind the car. Although the car fell down, people would not fall on the ground immediately. At that time, I was totally fascinated by learning to ride a bike. As soon as school was over, I would push the cart out, even though it was worn out because of my short feet. At that time, riding a bicycle was not the same as now. Even a child could ride on it. At that time, the bicycle was very heavy. If it was short, you had to pedal it with the sole of the foot first, and then hook it with the instep, so as to complete the action that adults finished at once. At that time, my father might think that I was too small, afraid that I would fall, Won’t let me learn. I remember once when my father was taking a nap, I secretly pushed out his permanent bicycle. Because of carelessness, I broke a pickle jar unexpectedly. My father didn’t blame me, seeing that I am so keen on riding a bike, he depends on me. Later, I finally learned to fly around in the open space like those big sisters and elder brothers. I felt very happy. Especially when listening to the neighbors praising me to their children, a sense of pride came out unconsciously. When I was in high school, my father gave me his bike. My companions and I rode bicycles every week to go home on Saturday and go back to school on Sunday. The journey of forty miles was made us feel not tired at all. What impressed me most was that I carried a bag of wheat to school to exchange bread tickets, talked with my classmates, and arrived unconsciously. Looking back now, I feel young at that time, really good. When I just joined the work, my salary was only 300 yuan. In order to save money, I asked an acquaintance to spend 200 yuan in the flea market to buy a new bicycle, which is made of Inkley brand. Although it was bought in the flea market, it could not be seen at all, it is no worse than the new one. That is a small pink bike, which is very delicate, and even the wheels are very thin. Although it is not new, I like it very much. My colleagues also rode my exquisite and compact bicycle in circles on the playground to find the feeling. This bike has been with me for eight years, and I have already had deep feelings for it. I was really not willing to throw it away, so I changed hands to my eunuch, who changed the car belt, unexpectedly, it is as good as the new one. Later, in order to learn cycling from my daughter, my husband bought us a small bicycle made in Taiwan. The color of this car is golden yellow. The handlebars and seats can be changed at any time. When my daughter rides it, I will lower them; When I ride it, I will put them higher. Moreover, it can also be folded, even if you go far away, you can also take it. Now I pick up my daughter to and from school, and all I ride are electric cars. I seldom see people riding bicycles among the people who come and go in a hurry. Occasionally, between electric cars and cars driving all over the street, sometimes one or two or several people are still riding bicycles on the road. Those are all riders, my daughter asked me why they wore that kind of clothes and hat, and I told her that they were traveling in low carbon, and they were promoting a healthier way of traveling. Riding is not only a kind of health, but also a fashion, a mood and a culture. The change of bicycle reflects the change of an era. Now I feel cold after picking up my daughter every day. It is not like riding a bicycle. When you pedal hard, you will sweat all over your body. When you get exercise, you will feel comfortable all over your body. I really miss my bicycle era.

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In shallow

[Introduction] now it is my younger brother who complains that I can’t find my sister, so will I be amazed at the face I saw when I wake up and face the mirror one day, that face was conquered by a chorus of vulgar forces in life, and that face lost life and freedom with distortion …… brother complained that he could not find his sister. He said that this elder sister didn’t care about his happiness, which was the most important thing, but only focused on his other things. I often debate with him on the phone, every time is the meaning of philosophy and life. My younger brother read too many books, so the final result was that I couldn’t talk about him. I always want to use my thoughts to control him and let him listen to me. But many times, when I put down the phone, I knew that I was actually wrong. However, I care about him so much, because I don’t want him to live hard in the future, make detours, and let him get involved in philosophy, which is too advanced for me. However, have I ever listened to others’ advice at that time? So am I wrong? Is there any conclusion on the living method of a person’s life? No. Is there a standard for the happiness of a person’s life? Also no. However, as Wang Xiaobo said, it was a pity that many gentlemen who were teachers were shaping people according to their own appearance. So, I AM sister who is a teacher? I am so contradictory that I cannot distinguish. On the phone, I seemed to be full of truth. However, when these words popped out of my mouth, how much recognition did I have in my heart? More is a kind of helplessness. This kind of helplessness is that you seem to have to use all your strength to live. It seems that you have to run on the track all the time to live. It seems that you can’t escape the influence of others’ words on you to live. In a word, when you are alive, it is too difficult to be yourself. Most of the adults in the world are having a baby crawl competition, the adult body and the baby’s brain. Therefore, they are so happy that they can show off all their abilities. We can’t say that he is superficial. We can only say that everyone has his own ambition. However, what should those contradictory souls who are awakened and oppressed and seem to find no way to realize them? Why don’t I want to put down the tension at this moment, go out for a walk easily, take my Minolta glue machine and my eyes to graze my heart, regardless of the next stage of job hunting, don’t consider whether to change the topic of the paper, and don’t want to worry about the person who still appears in the dream, then is it really OK? Now it is my younger brother who complains that I can’t find my sister, so will I be amazed at the face I saw when I wake up and face the mirror one day, that face was conquered by a chorus of vulgar forces in life. That face was twisted and lost life and freedom, no longer fresh, but her soul was covered with scars, the blood in her body was no longer bright red and pale white because of numbness and busyness. What kind of price do people need to pay to grow up. When these costs gradually become clear, will you refuse to grow or turn back? I hope everyone has found the answer they want.

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Celebrities, stars, heroes

What makes a hero? Open the dictionary, there are three explanations for the meaning of heroes in the dictionary: the first one refers to those who are brave and extraordinary. Secondly, it refers to the people who are not afraid of difficulties, regardless of themselves and fight bravely for the interests of the people and are admirable. The third refers to people with heroic qualities. That is the meaning of heroes in the dictionary. So, in our real life, what is a hero? Heroes refer to those influential men who create history. Among the heroes, there are not only great men, Giants, celebrities, experts, scholars, but also common tasks in obscurity. Those thinkers, revolutionists, politicians, militarists and strategists who fight bravely and even take care of themselves for the interests of the broad masses of people are heroes. Those scientists, inventors, industrialists who have made great contributions to human society, doers are heroes. Those ordinary people who contribute silently to the country and society for the benefit of the broad masses of people are also heroes. Among the heroes, there are not only those great leaders and famous outstanding figures who create history, but also more ordinary nobody who create history. News media create celebrities, and times create heroes. In today’s world, to be famous is not a rare thing. Through news media, you can be famous overnight and create miracles overnight! Those singers and artists who live at the bottom of the society, even ordinary people, can be famous overnight through the hype of news media. It is even possible to become a famous singer and star overnight. Maybe yesterday was still an ordinary person who was unknown and didn’t even know the staff. Because he sang a pop song and was hyped by the news media, today he was crowned as a singer or star. What’s more, to be famous has become the secret and way for many people to be famous. China is a country producing beautiful women. Chinese beauties are enjoyed by men all over the world. China has devoted many beauties to men from all over the world. Beauty is famous for being famous, which is not news for a long time. YiTuo can not only be famous, but also make profits. There are many beautiful women who are famous for YiTuo, among whom they may be talented women, and even some of them may be top students from famous universities, or they may have low education, they are often neither intellectuals, literati, nor writers, and even never wrote anything. However, they may write books, publish books, celebrities, stars, the huge economic efficiency can be obtained by virtue of the huge celebrity effect the greater the reputation is, the higher the economic efficiency will be. For example: Liu Xiaoqing is a famous Chinese actor and a big shot of the super star level. Although Liu Xiaoqing is neither a writer nor a writer, nor a famous master in the literary world, or a famous writer popular on the Internet, a manuscript written by Liu Xiaoqing, it can be sold at tens of millions of sky-high prices in Chinese manuscripts auction. Of course it was because of Liu Xiaoqing’s great fame. However, although some outstanding stars are not as famous as Liu Xiaoqing, they can also become famous because of the hype of news media. After being famous, we can further publish private records such as “secret news between me and Minister du” and take a step back to publish photo albums. In that way, you can not only win the title of a writer, it is even possible to join the Provincial Writers Association or the Chinese Writers Association, become a member of the Provincial Writers Association or the Chinese Writers Association, and obtain the honor and reputation of celebrities and stars. With Fame, there will be status, position, identity and wealth. Those writers, celebrities and stars who are famous for being famous can not only obtain huge economic efficiency, it can also double the social value, which is because of the hype of news media and the sensational effect of celebrities and stars. Television, radio and newspapers make celebrities and stars. Especially TV station is the most important platform for making celebrities and stars. Many ordinary little people have become popular celebrities because of the hype of TV stations. Meanwhile, the Internet is the direct platform for creating celebrities and stars. It’s easy to be famous on the Internet! While heroes create history. Heroes can be either earth-shaking big figures or unknown small figures. The winner is a hero, which is an indisputable reality in today’s world. Nowadays, no matter the officials in officialdom or the intellectuals, literati, writers and writers in the arena, the winners are heroes. That is an indisputable reality. For officials, whether they are in the central or local, whether they are leaders at the highest decision-making level of the central government, or the highest local officials, whether they are leading cadres and senior officials in important positions, or those ordinary national civil servants and staff of state organs, no matter what means they adopt, those with positions and powers are heroes. This is the case for officialdom and the folk. For writers, no matter bureaucrat writers in officialdom or civilian writers in the folk, no matter what origin, no matter what means, as long as they have real status in the literary world, popular writers, powerful writers and mainstream writers with positions, identities, fame, prestige and wealth are the heroes of today’s literary world. Heroes are often successful figures in the literary world. They are usually famous masters or large masters in the literary world. They either work in the central or local party and government organs, serve as leading cadres or cultural officials of the central and local Party and government organs or functional departments, or work in the leadership position of the central or local literary federation or Writers Association, or work in the central or local literary federation or Writers Association, engaged in professional creation, or work in editorial department or publishing company, engaging in literary editing. For those official writers who work in the literary federation and Writers Association, make outstanding contributions in literature and enjoy the treatment of national civil servants, they are certainly heroes. For those contract writers who earn their own living and make achievements, freelance writers, freelance writers, Internet writers and Internet writers are also heroes. However, there are so many people who insist on literary creation and are aspiring to be writers, and those who can truly become writers are only a small part of them. And people who can truly become influential famous writers are even rare. It is because of the great difficulty of success in literature that the growth of writers is hard. For the vast majority of literature lovers, let alone becoming a world-famous cultural giant, literary leader, literary master, literary master, literary giant and great writer, it is an elusive dream, namely becoming famous, becoming a famous writer is also an unreachable dream. It is gratifying that nowadays, the situation of engaging in literary creation is getting worse and worse. Not only are there many newspapers and periodicals now, and there are many opportunities to publish works in newspapers and periodicals, but also there are many publishing companies now. It is more and more easy for literature lovers and amateur authors to publish long novels or collections of short and medium stories. Especially now I am engaged in professional creation or full-time writing, which makes great achievements.

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Phoenix

Walking through the streets and lanes, through the sea of crowds, I am used to looking for your familiar figure in this city. However, every search just reminds me that everything has become the past, and everything can only become the past. If you never leave, if we never feel sad. Countless nights dreamed that you stood in front of me magically. Then I will look at you incredibly quietly and tightly, afraid that you will disappear at the moment I blink. But why does your smile have slight alienation, so lonely, helpless and cold. So I want to walk there, just want to give you a little warmth. But when I approached, your shadow gradually faded away, faded away, turned into a wisp of smoke, disappeared without trace your existence is the best gift to God, but you don’t exist, god treasured the gift. I told myself in this way that if guarding memories is the meaning of life, even if you are the eternal helplessness and pain in my life, I also want to guard and treasure forever. [Two years later] when I lingered in this city again, the slight sadness and regret still crossed my heart, but it was not that strong. Only in this city can your memory flow into your heart like a tide. The familiar train station, the first experience you took me by bus; The familiar bus, the laughter we left. Warm embrace, you told me to love myself. The final turn, the eternal parting… The original memory is still clear and vivid. It’s just that we are very open-minded about life. After two years of experience, we finally understand that parting is a normal state of life. As long as we don’t die and the people we love live in our hearts, then we coexist in the world.

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