Month: May 2016

Sunshine mood

What color is Sunshine? Is it golden or white in such autumn? From its warmth, it feels very warm and comfortable! A feeling of forgetting myself makes me smile foolishly. I know that my smile is very beautiful and always very beautiful. Especially the eyes, sometimes even doubt whether it is a gift from God! I like sunshine very much. Its smell and color make me so obsessed! Several days of rainy days before the National Day finally left the stage yesterday. Students who loved sunshine all competed for the few places with excellent quilts. Especially on the first floor of our dormitory, every autumn and winter is very cold, and the quilt is always pressed hard! When I came back last summer vacation, the dormitory was moldy, with shoes, clothes and quilts. Fortunately, people were not here, otherwise it would be hard to escape! I was sleepy yesterday and missed a good time. This morning, once I woke up, I occupied the place I needed with a lightning speed. I asked my roommates to get up and bask in the sun happily, but they loved the bed more and had no choice! I can only clean up the quilts of other roommates who came home, go outside to let them penetrate the air, breathe the long-lost sunshine, and create a beautiful mood! The grassland in autumn has begun to show signs of withering. In the afternoon, I moved out of the bench and sat on the lawn, greedily owning the warm sunshine! It seems that a close friend who has not seen me for a long time gently hugged me. I wandered and drunk in it, and the sunshine was colorful. Although it was always presented in one color in my eyes, I knew that, its colorful colors are deep. Although using triangular prism, its rainbow color is released instantly, what is needed to embody this beauty at any time is still sunshine mood. An oversized black ant climbed onto my hand by mistake. In the Sun, it even poked its head and looked at me, so wonderful. I couldn’t bear the harm, so I put it far away and let it pursue its best foraging opportunity in the last sunshine of autumn. In the blue sky, there are several white clouds like snow, like cotton candy. I really want to taste it. It must be so sweet that my mind can’t help dancing, from childhood to this moment, even in the future, sometimes I don’t want to grow up, sometimes I hate it too slow. Time is fair, everyone is enjoying 24 hours a day fairly. Some people live in the dark clouds, and some people like the mood of sunshine and white clouds! Like ants, they exist in the universe, doing things that may be unpleasant, but it is necessary for us to survive. I would rather believe that what Ant Financial loves most is sunshine, and its work is driven by sunshine. Just a proud mood! I believe that I am also an ant who pursues on my way all day long. I love sunshine, lying on the grass and wandering in it, touching my skin which is about to form cocoons, making it passionate and beautiful! When I was young, I wrote it askew in writing brush class: Tomorrow will be better than today! I don’t know why, or the deep prediction and call from the soul. But today I want to change: Today will be better than yesterday! Because of the beautiful sunshine and my purest sunshine mood! Stick to it and stay with the sunshine. Come on! (Yourself the gift)

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

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Sick time

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Wandering Heart

Tomorrow, I will give up all the comfort and food and clothing in my home, as well as those love, hate and sorrow, with my empty luggage and backpack on my shoulder, and say goodbye to my relatives and friends again, leave the hot land of my hometown where I was born and raised, fly to a foreign country, walk into the deep desert, and walk into the hurried stream of people. In today’s quiet night with white moon and clear wind, the night sky of the new district in the north of the city outside the window is as quiet as before, but my mood is full of thousands of knots. Standing on the balcony and looking up at the sky, I couldn’t find the affectionate eyes I wanted in the twinkling of stars. Maybe because I am a wandering person wandering in the world of mortals, maybe because I am a ronin who has experienced the vicissitudes of time in a foreign country. There is no magnificence at the end of the world, only sorrow. Wandering in the world, there is no flowing clouds, only difficulties and frustrations. After experiencing the people who go abroad, many truths and nothingness in the world, and the ups and downs, I can feel the world’s broadness, my own insignificance, the lingering affection of family affection and the precious friendship, the value of life. I am so nostalgic and unforgettable. Sunrise and moon fall, flowers bloom and fall. When I wandered in the rainy days, there would always be some exciting people and things vanishing in the windy days and drifting in the long river like smoke. Sometimes it will become a masterpiece through the ages. With the shackles of being unable to get rid of reason, I continue to walk in the world of mortals. Through spring, summer, autumn and winter, only the sunset glow withered in my heart. The vicissitudes of time chanted gently in the chill of late autumn. I touched the ends of the Earth with my deep yearning. The long road of life extends to the distant mountains and rivers. Looking at the relatives of my homeland, my faint smile froze in the words, and my mood drifted in the vast sky with floating clouds. Every time I think that my hurried love is so short, and every unhappy love or marriage is so thousands of times, my heart will ache faintly. The past has turned into pain and memory, making my heart so melancholy? Become so depressed? I seem to be a passer-by in this world of mortals. But when people walk in this world, who doesn’t feel lonely and helpless? Who has never felt empty heart? In the journey of my life, although I have lost and heartbroken, no matter in the past or now, I have persevered. This is how not easy of the distance, does that seen flat of a long way! It is because of this that I know better to cherish and recall life. Now I am wandering in a foreign land. Although no one will remember me, I will remember the sweat I paid for every footprints I wandered. It changed my thinking and life. This is a halo in my life and a symphony in my life, which will shine forever in my life. I typed the keyboard with flying words to write Wandering footprints, leaving a mark of memory. I walked into the ever-changing streets and lanes in a foreign country, and read a lot of different kinds of life and society from different eyes. I thoroughly cut through the scorching and cruel nature of this world through a window. In this capital Society, all the colorful lights decorate the beauty and ugliness of the night, and every man and woman who pay as much as me are drunk in the intoxicating colors, and each other gives their dreams and pursuits to the wind, I gave it to the wisps of fragrant air, and heard a lot of little-known sayings and activities as well as those good and evil packaged in colorful colors in the sound of footsteps. How much you want to go, all of them turn into a feast of wine and laughter. How amazing, sigh in the back of tall buildings. Everything is not what we can completely expect. The truth, goodness, beauty and ugliness of this society are deeply engraved in different situations. When I picked up the pieces of shredded paper falling down on the street, I raised my hands again and raised the colorful colors of the world one after another. Advise you to drink a glass of wine, and go out of Yangguan to have no old friends. My heart was trembling, tears wet my eyes and the land. When I wandered around the world, I found myself old! Without so many dreams, and without so many desires and romance. Now I just want to take every step under my feet steadily and accumulate my final dream. Maybe the romantic ending is wandering, maybe the wandering ending is romantic, which is actually a kind of maturity? Or is it a kind of sadness? Unclear, unclear…….

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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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

I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Lit heart Light

During these days, my heart was gloomy. After working in the office for ten years, I was still a material worker who was led by the nose in the office. What kind of good things like promotion, excellent evaluation, and professional title evaluation are not closely related to me. What was annoying was that the leaders had to give me the materials of these people to polish them, saying that they would give full play to the advantages of my pen. It was really a bit of a taste of selling me and counting money for them with a smile. The heavy fog covered the earth. I went to the morning shift and walked to the corner of the narrow hutong. The bicycle suddenly bounced and I turned over. The glasses also fell off. I groped in the bumpy field for a long time, only touching the frame of the glasses. People are unlucky to drink cold water and also plug their teeth! I had to ask for leave to go to the hospital because I needed to spend more than 100 yuan to get a mirror. Waiting for others, queuing, optometry and lens grinding took half a day in the hospital. The world is not beautiful, and the gloomy days finally shed tears. When I came back to the office under the rain, I buried my head in the computer. The dinner was handled with two loaves, and all the materials were not finished until 11 o’clock at night. I still don’t know whether I can pass the pass smoothly in front of the leaders tomorrow. I rode an umbrella and went back to the narrow hutong. After all, it would be a few miles away. It’s dark in the hutong, go to that corner quickly, eh, what’s the matter? Where is the light on every night? Why did it happen to rain and disappear? I got off the bus. Suddenly, the light in front was on. No, it was a flashlight. The light swept towards me and kept shining on the road ahead of me. I wondered, so I asked loudly, who is it? Children, be careful. The rain is deep in the corner. Don’t ride a bike. It is the voice of an old woman. Under the light, the pothole became a muddy sea. Under the light, I ran across the sea smoothly with my car on my shoulder. I am grateful to say, Grandma, go back to sleep! Where is the light on your window? Grandma shook the light, broken, and the cable was broken. I unload the bike, Grandma, I will come to install the electric lamp for you tomorrow. That’s a good relationship, take it easy! Children! The grandmother’s voice was full of joy. At noon the next day, I came to my grandmother’s home. These are several low old houses, which are not in harmony with the tall buildings around. I knocked at the door, Grandma, I’m coming. Oh, come in! I haven’t bought a thread yet! I have. Where is your switch? There! I followed the direction of my grandmother’s finger and saw the switch box. I unscrewed the lid and soon installed the cable. I wanted to check all the wire switches of the old man, but I didn’t see the wire. There was only a light bulb installed on the window in the three rooms. Grandma, why is there only one light bulb in your home? Kid, I don’t need it, I am blind! Then I looked at my grandmother: Her eyes were deeply stuck on her pleated face. Oh, this lamp on the window is lit by the old man for others, and it is a heart lamp of the old man! The old man told me that she had sent away her wife, son and daughter-in-law successively over the years. Now there is only her and her granddaughter studying in university in Beijing. I sincerely sigh with emotion, grandma, you are so unfortunate. Children, don’t say that. If I have any difficulties, the government will help me solve them. My grandson is very filial and will take me to Beijing soon. I live happily. People will always encounter some ditches and obstacles when they are alive. You have to find a way to get there! Wouldn’t you say? In the evening, I passed the Hutong again, and I saw the lamp far away. Approaching, I stood under the light, Grandma, have you seen it? Lights came back! Hey, I drove it. Can I see it? Children, as long as they are clear, they can see everything. Yes, as long as my heart is clear, I can see everything. My heart suddenly brightened.

Like (prose editor: prose online) 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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Sick time

I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Readily

The warm winter sun in Kunming at noon shone into my cabin through the window glass, which made my body warm and comfortable. My cousin said on the phone: Have you eaten yet? Have you had dinner? When did this ordinary greeting come into our life? When did our life begin to eat!? Once, when we were running in the mountains of our hometown, we never asked each other whether we had dinner. In our childhood, we only asked which hillside in our hometown had delicious wild fruits, in which forest, the trunk and branches and leaves were covered with cicadas, and on which Ridge were covered with dense wild strawberries. However, since then, how dare our life become a life of eating? The yard of my old house is still a childhood scene. There is also a mother sitting in the yard to bask in the sun in the yard of my cousin’s old house. My cousin’s mother is also my mother, because my cousin’s mother saved my life after my biological mother died, and the fact is the same, my aunt has always treated me like a son. Although I have a foster mother and never raised me, I am always a concern in my aunt’s heart. During my childhood, my cousin and I played in the yard of his house, leafing through the badges of Chairman Mao, large and small, on the plank building of his house, my aunt always took out the most delicious snacks at home and gave them to my cousin and me. Now, my cousin who is busy eating, do you still remember the delicious snacks in childhood? Do you still remember those big and small Chairman Mao badges? I think, my cousin must also remember those wonderful times, otherwise, my cousin would not call me at an unexpected moment and ask me: Have you had dinner? Later, I entered a state-owned enterprise and became a worker, while my cousin entered the Army and became a soldier. Since then, my cousin and I have been separated from each other, devoting our youth to our own posts, and showing the beauty of life. Until my cousin retired from the Army and came to the small town where I worked, my cousin and I had a reunion after a long separation. My cousin, who came back from the Army, brought with him the special products and water wine of the place where he served as a soldier. Many of our friends drank like mud with peanuts in a shabby hut. At this time, my cousin had grown into a man who was tall and big. He was totally a cousin who looked like a soldier. He once folded the quilt on my bed into a square appearance peculiar to the army. That kind of time is so beautiful. It seems that at that time, our life is not the life of eating, but the time of drinking more often. However, now, our life surprisingly turns into a life of eating. In 2007, I went to the beautiful Dali where my cousin worked because of my work, and my cousin’s brother and my cousin also lived in this beautiful city. For Dali, I have personally experienced the wind of Xiaguan, the flowers of Shangguan, the snow of Cangshan Mountain, the moon of Erhai Lake, and I have also walked into the White three towers to see its magical dignity, I also used to walk on the smooth stone paved road of Dali Ancient City, feeling the loose and lightweight posture of cherry blossoms on the roadside, listening to the water flow on the roadside telling the beauty belonging to this city in a low voice, he also gently stroked those mottled walls with his hands, imagining the scene that a crown prince of Tang Dynasty jumped into Erhai Lake to commit suicide. History endows this beautiful city with infinite imagination of mystery, and reality endows this beautiful city with beautiful and quiet posture. However, for me, the beauty of Dali will be a delicious dish made by my cousin himself. Yes, the dish made by my cousin himself, it is the most memorable meal I have tasted, and now, the wonderful taste of donkey hot pot made by my cousin still exists clearly in my taste. Winter has arrived, and the Spring Festival is not far away. My cousin on the phone asked me: will I go home for the Spring Festival this year? I said,: I’m afraid I can’t go back. I’ll talk about it later. Last year’s Spring Festival, my cousin and I went back to our hometown to have a beautiful spring festival with the flavor of hometown. But where will I spend this Spring Festival? When our life has become a life of eating, we really don’t know where to spend the Spring Festival this year?

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

I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Traditional media editors are not generous

I am a literary enthusiast who has been rolling in the red sleeves for several years. It is also a bit famous. My title in the red sleeves is the same jinshi background, Network writer, network novelist, there are also names of my humble servant in the list of essays. To be honest, I don’t dare to take any of these titles. This is not a polite word. In the real world, I am a nobody. In the traditional literati’s eyes, what I wrote is hardly an article, and it is difficult to ascend the Palace of elegant literature. However, it is strange that some traditional media editors reprint my articles from time to time. However, traditional media editors are not generous enough to authors, which is proved by facts. Although some traditional literati also wrote articles on the Internet, they looked down upon the network literature, but in the publications they ran, they reprinted the network literature from time to time, wasn’t it contradictory? No, online articles also have highlights, thus attracting the attention of traditional media editors. In the article I published on red sleeves Tianxiang, red sleeves Tianxiang solemnly declared that the works are all copyrighted, and other media are not allowed to reprint without the consent of red sleeves Tianxiang or the author Sun houju. However, my articles were reprinted in newspapers and magazines without my consent, but their attitude towards me was disappointing to me. My articles were reprinted by traditional media, which showed that my online articles were recognized by them. I was still happy in my heart, but the following things were not satisfactory. I remember that on November 10th, 2008, my thousand-word essay “repairing water heater to prevent being cheated” was reprinted by Yanzhao senior newspaper for the first time. I was happy and called the editor, they promised to send me the payment and newspaper immediately. But there was no news after waiting, so I called several times to urge them. They promised very well, but they couldn’t do it for a long time. I really had no choice but to write a diary named Yan Zhao old people’s newspaper, where is honesty? The responsible editor read my diary and immediately called me, saying that I should not name this matter, I hope I can delete this diary and promise to send the payment immediately. At the request of them, I deleted this diary, and they immediately sent a payment of 20 yuan symbolically, and this matter was settled. In 2009, the 11th issue of Lao laile magazine reprinted my two articles “half of a woman is a man” and “The pain of a heavy name” at the same time. Seeing my articles can be compared with the famous writer Bi Shumin, liu Xinwu and LV qiuluwei, the host of Hong Kong Satellite TV, were surprised for a while in the same period of publication, so I contacted the editorial department of Lao laile. They said that the publication was first run and there was no payment, but he sent me this issue of old laile magazine as a souvenir, which made me very happy. It was also considered that I was destined with China food quality daily. On January 29th, 2010, the newspaper reprinted my article “starting from the price reduction of tofu” on the internet. Since then, I have contacted the newspaper, over the past year, I have published 14 articles in the newspaper’s “food garden talk”, and then they sent me newspapers, and sent me 102 yuan for the first two articles, however, the contribution fee of the rest 12 articles has not been received so far. Every time they ask questions, they all promise to handle them immediately, but they don’t know why. I didn’t have to wait for me to write articles, nor did I lack the money. I just didn’t understand that it was natural for the editorial department to send the author the contribution fee, but why was it so difficult to handle it? Now I am too lazy to urge them any more. What made me more angry was that some big newspapers were so arrogant that they looked down upon online literature, but reprinted online articles without the permission of the authors. In 2011, I browsed on the internet and found by accident that the article “I also talk about face” was just published on red sleeve on November 1st, 2009, and was immediately reprinted by “Yilin” (November, 2009), later, it was reprinted by Xinyang Daily (November 11th, 2009). I sent them an e-mail and sent them the original manuscript, indicating that I don’t want the contribution fee, I only asked them to send me a newspaper and magazine as a souvenir, and hoped to strengthen the contact in the future. However, they pretended to be deaf and mute and ignored them. Recently, my “praise disabled athletes” was published on the Internet as reading model essays and exam questions by the network lesson preparation group of Puyang Middle School in Henan province; my essay “on life by famous Masters” was reprinted by the boutique magazine “I go” of Yuelu Academy of Hunan University in the 6th issue of 2011-6-1, and there were also articles written by Shi Tiesheng, Su Tong and Ji Xianlin in the column; mingshijie.com juxtaposed my “famous masters on life” with Zhang Ailing’s 100 sad sentences, which was beyond my expectation. My articles can be put together with those of celebrities and everyone, I am very satisfied, so I will not pursue it any more. Let him go. I am happy that my online articles are reprinted by traditional media, and also sad that the editors of traditional media are not generous enough. I will write articles as always in order to enjoy the old time!

Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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

I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Bustling things are scattered and fragrant

Somehow, I haven’t found a classmate from the teacher’s college, and I found nothing after asking many questions. It has been two decades. After such a long time, they have completely disappeared from my world like the prosperity of Loulan. Maybe I didn’t really miss it. I didn’t go to my alma mater once and asked where they went. Although I am not an ancient banyan tree in Xiamen, a single tree has the posture of rainforest. But I still appreciate the luxuriant and huge tree shape. In the green bush, the Brown gas Root hung down from the top of the head, just like the beard of an ancient male. Under the tree, you can hide from the rain, and children in a class can stand down. There is no sea of youth to swim. On that night of youth, those happy times have sunk into the bottom of my heart. However, I am not that kind of shade. Standing in the sun, I can feel the wind. Especially in autumn, in the drizzle, the clear birds in the clouds were still singing and many people were still sleeping soundly. While I woke up early and looked at the misty mountains and cities. The sailing boat on the water, in the dense water vapor, drove farther and farther, as if the old man was gradually moving away from the back. The chrysanthemum on the balcony has already been opened, and the fragrance of chrysanthemum is also floating beside the wall roots, courtyards and fences in the countryside. The unique flavor has drifted through the long time, drifting across the most empty lane of the soul, floating across the blue sea and sky, heading for the distance. At this time, there is no clear tone and elegant charm to be ethereal, and no tea fragrance to taste. Just lie down beautifully on the rest day! In the continuous deep green, the garden of the city has already had the Southern style. Coconut trees have also been transplanted to the north, and many tree species and colors have migrated in the same way. However, in the coming years, I always can’t recognize a naive teenager. Forget where those children came from and the purest appearance in their youth. Nowadays, they have grown up and become tall and unrestrained adults. Famous and unknown flowers bloom in every corner where we can see and see. Whenever we meet each other, those flowers are fresh, sweet and touching. It is not that Chrysanthemum is preferred in flowers, but that Chrysanthemum is too easy to survive, and it still grows lively in the casual coldness. In Xiamen, Phoenix Tree, triangle plum, guava and jackfruit can be seen everywhere. Those pet of nature are nourished by generous sunshine and humid sea breeze, which makes them particularly eye-catching. While between Jianghuai River and Huaihe River, we naturally have the wonder of being surrounded by mountains and rivers, although we can’t regard the sea as a garden’s lobby and backyard. But there are vast and flat lands, rolling hills and lively crowds here. Although the Stone Forest and viewing platform of Bagong Mountain cannot stand alone in the world, they can be comparable to the Sunlight Rock of Gulangyu Island. On every inch of soil, there must be life, ancient forests, deep and shallow mountains and rocks, and various verdant and luxuriant grass roots. Today you can’t enjoy the same sunrise, but you can enjoy the clearest sound of rain. In the rain, wheat had a little bit green. On the side of fertile soil, some leaves began to fall. Golden leaves on the ground interlaced in disorder, and the North began to feel cold. Maybe it doesn’t matter who is smiling or looking back. When I see you again, I will no longer be you in my memory, and we will go towards the direction of dreams!

Like (prose editor: yuiran) 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

I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Walk in autumn in

Unconsciously, it has come to late autumn. It seems to be a matter of wind and rain. Not long ago, there was a sound of shouting hot everywhere. Suddenly, the autumn was deep and cool, and the grass was yellow and autumn insects were singing. The wind was soft, and the scorching hot in the hot summer was completely gone, and it slipped over the face like the touch of the girl’s cold little hands; The rain was continuous, without the violent summer, and it was extremely stable, sometimes more dense than fog, the saying of rain is not, expressing the tenderness of the continuous rain in light autumn. After that, the weather became cold once in the wind and rain, and the temperature dropped successively. Therefore, colleagues, relatives and friends frequently told them to add clothes and shirts in case of cold. Beginning of Autumn comes when people are unaware of it. When is Sanfu? It is common sense that the hottest one is no more than three volts, and the coldest one is no more than three quarters. However, philosophers from all ages can see the incisive philosophical theorem from it: the cathode generates positive, the anode generates negative, and the moon is short. If things develop to the extreme, they will inevitably transform to its opposite side. Therefore, those who have mastered these philosophical rules set the days of beginning of autumn as the hottest dog days, and things are the same. They don’t ask for their best and try every means to get the proper temperature and inflection point, strive for the best opportunity and effect. At least it was not too good. If so, even if it was a failure, it would not be too miserable to lose too much, thus creating a lot of wise people who knew the truth and decided things. Whether you are willing or not, the one-dimensional nature of time determines that the time goes straight forward and is never controlled by others. If you don’t see it, you will suddenly slide into the cool autumn from the hot summer; If you don’t see the first emperor seeking the elixir of life between the fingers, you will lament the dead sage Kong, chant Su Dongpo, who has gone through thousands of ancient customs, all of them have been covered by a pile of loess, lying at the foot of the Green Mountain and beside the river. What is left is the gratitude to the white clouds and dogs. Yesterday is the long song of the vicissitudes of the world. The progress of autumn is hierarchical. The Ancients divided it into early autumn, mid autumn and late autumn, which are referred to as three autumn for short. When the Golden Harvest was put into the grain stockpile by the farmers, the autumn came all the way to the depth, the wind blew harder and harder, the colder it was, and the more desolate the rain was. By the end of autumn, the grass and trees were dyed with frost, and the red color suddenly became the dominant color. As expected, the frost leaves were red in the February flowers, which was really vigorous. Especially in the Taihang Mountain where I live, thousands of mountains are burning torches, and hundreds of miles are covered with sunset clouds, which are so beautiful that ghosts and gods are crying, making people tremble at the top of their hearts. But in the autumn wind and fallen leaves season, how can the good scenery last for a long time? After a few wind and rain, the red and purple leaves will become declining. After performing a tragic plot of the hero’s end, in one night, with the raging of the wind, they drifted to the ground one after another, as withered and pale as the face of a bleeding patient, rolling and rolling in the wind without autonomy and destination, eventually, it will turn into spring mud grinding dust and return to the destination of whether the material has cyclic changes or not. This time, why not let people sigh with emotion! In addition, when the night was rainy and sleepless, hearing the rain hitting the phoenix trees all night long, the endless fallen leaves were rustling down, which naturally gave birth to sorrow and bitterness. Therefore, there were large volumes of poets such as Li Qingzhao and sister Lin in ancient and modern versions, writing poems of feeling autumn, hurting autumn, sorrowful autumn and resenting autumn into eternal songs. Of course, there was no lack of fake products, and they just cut and collected the poems of Tang Poetry and Song poetry, such as Pinglan near the window, independent Xiaoxuan, autumn wind and autumn rain worried people and so on. They listened to the rain and became sorrow without a tune, deliberately rendering the lonely wild goose, single butterfly, lack of love and sentimental resentment, its words are also sad, and its voice is also cut, A pair of endless autumn sounds, autumn colors, autumn desolation and misery. There is nothing wrong with it. It has always been that the situation comes from the heart, and the situation is created by the situation. It is normal for the decadent autumn scenery to give people some emotional mood. However, after inquiring, many people have smooth situations and rich lives, life is happy, but you have to pretend yourself as the master of hurting autumn and the tragic role by the messy empty poems. Why bother? Walking in the autumn wind and rain, I saw a scene of Xiao Sha everywhere, and people were all thin in the Green Mountains. I sighed with emotion in my heart. Looking up at the sun and looking at the moon, the life was still good after all. As for the living, we have to live clearly. Life is a lifetime of life, the grass and trees are in autumn, the cycle of four seasons, and the rules are natural. It is not a matter of human beings, nor a fact that can be changed by crying and sighing. In this case, why can’t you be more generous and calm? Why can’t you laugh at the autumn wind and the frost? Take a look, people who are familiar with the past and present recite autumn like this: it is not inevitable that autumn is sad, and the light cold is just a lovely day. Since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than the spring Dynasty! In this case, why not face it calmly? There is a breakthrough and insight for those who have been overhauled, and a great wise person’s relief and calm, thus creating a clear realm of meditation and enlightenment. The wind of Taihang is not so good, so I write a poem about autumn, and share with all the princes: how sad I am if the fallen leaves are not sad, and whether autumn is annoying or autumn. Why don’t often Huaichun King, laugh at Goose Araceae go!

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I know that this place will not exist, let alone in today’s society. I just hope that I can comfort myself by deceiving myself and tell myself that I will arrive one day. And perhaps, people are more likely to forget themselves only in noisy occasions. Just like I like to make the sound of music extremely noisy, and I don’t care about other people’s eyes. I just don’t know whether I am more ignorant or more mature. Because there are two kinds of people who can be so arrogant, one is ignorant and the other is mature. Because of ignorance, I am arrogant. Or, because you are confident and confident, you have confidence in your words. I don’t know exactly who I am. I immature. If you are mature, you will not be like a child. You will also be able to imagine, and you will also let your thoughts insert wings, say seemingly absurd words endlessly, and do behaviors that everyone does not understand. I very vicissitudes. There was a little cold in the bottom of my heart. It seemed that I used all the temperature on my appearance, as if I leaned down and could see the ice cellar in my heart for thousands of years. Maybe I am also very ignorant. Because I have never experienced a lot of things. I know that I can’t see everything in nature even though I spend my whole life. At the tip of the iceberg, no matter I have traveled all over the world, through thousands of mountains and rivers, I can only see a leopard in the tube. I can’t be empty-minded or contend with the world, because I am there, and my environment makes me unable to let go of myself, to talk and laugh, to settle down in a corner, I am always stunned at a moment, I will ask myself secretly: are you so stupid? Then, looking back at everything carefully, I felt more and more stupid. Just, then shake your head and tell yourself that everything has been like this. Since you can’t go back, why do you feel alarmist and worry about yourself? People ~ always save me. However, after everything happens, I will feel stupid. Perhaps, I have asked too much for myself. However, I feel stupid, but it does not make me timid. Every time, always, bear the brunt, and always, take the lead. I also feel that I am a contradiction. However, this society itself is full of contradictions. I think that’s my only advantage. Not afraid of trouble. Through all the difficulties, this is my way. Sometimes, I would think foolishly that when I am old, will I regret my bravery and spend my youth like this? Should not. Because I know that I live for myself every day. I live in my own world, and I belong to myself. The outside world is just the outside world. Corner pianan.

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Thinking about you can’t fall asleep/This is the smell of love/seeing you every day/can’t fall asleep every day/thinking about you can’t fall asleep/looking forward to coming tomorrow/seeing you early/Saying Hello early/thinking about you can’t fall asleep/saying beautiful moon laugh together/stay with me, OK?/Do you know my heart/think about you can’t fall asleep/laugh together watching the moon/We will be old together/too old to be good and hug/winter night, there is already a strong chill. Outside the window, the dark moon bends, watching the wind moving in the sky and the moon wandering in the sky. How sweet and bitter it is, and it is full of missing. I sat in front of the computer and listened to this slow song “Thinking of you can’t fall asleep”. The song was deeply filled with emotion through the cold wind, and I couldn’t tell whether my dream was spreading or not. I only know that I am lightly curling the fragments of love, covering the mood of the night. I searched for the song, released the sorrow in my heart, and let the desolation change into warmth. I was like a dream with my hands spinning and tapping the keyboard, and the flying words gently wrote my nostalgia for the past, telling my love for you. Thinking about you, I can’t fall asleep, I know, this is the smell of love. Your casual click met me, which doomed the affection of your past and my life. A long-lost expectation! I remember what kind of surprise I had when you came here? It seems that everything is for the meeting at that moment. You are like a ray of sunshine that gently fills my heart. Thank you for coming into my life and making my every day full of sunshine. In every lonely night, I listened to the murmuring tears of clouds and water in my dream, thinking that you couldn’t fall asleep, leaving a wisp of yearning. I sat in front of the screen and felt speechless, but my mind flowed between my fingers. The helplessness of love sea and the smell of love made me write down a thousand-year waiting article and the first thousand-year love. Thinking about you, can’t fall asleep, looking forward to coming tomorrow. Why is the winter night so long? I was waiting for the dawn. Because of jet lag, when the first ray of morning light lit up my window, you were coming home from work at that time, and I could see you! We can meet each other online. The clock is ticking and walking rhythmically, playing constant music in the dark. Is it so clear at night? Like my own heartbeat, nervous heartbeat, sweet heartbeat, and expected heartbeat. Every time I beat, I miss you gently. I am running towards the dawn, and I am running towards the smiling you at the other end of the road. Thinking of you, can’t fall asleep, watch the moon and laugh together. I missed you and couldn’t fall asleep. I got up and came to the bed, opened the curtain and leaned against the window to watch the moon in the sky. The moon is so bright and round, sending out gentle light. I saw my eyes silently. Looking at the bright moon, I saw Chang ‘e in the Moon, holding the Jade Rabbit under the osmanthus tree and laughing secretly. Laugh at My infatuation and envy my romance. The sweet osmanthus tree exudes the fragrance of sweet osmanthus, which is the flavor of our love. Thinking about you, we can’t fall asleep. We have to grow old together. We are too old to hug. I miss you and can’t fall asleep. I look forward to your future in the light moonlight. We want to live a mild life, a happy and pure life. We are together every day. I will hug you with love every day, let you feel my love and listen to my heartbeat. Even though we are very old, I will hug like this! Although you and I are far away from thousands of rivers and mountains, because of you, my silent heart is like the twinkling stars in the night sky, jumping ceaselessly. When I am lonely, I look up at the blue sky, and you are the nearest cloud; When I am lonely, I stare at the night sky, and you are the round moon. Thinking about you, I can’t sleep. My heart, you know, your heart, I know. We soulmate! On such a night, looking at the moon and telling your love. When we meet again tomorrow, we will gently embrace each other, make an appointment with each other for a lifetime and love each other for a lifetime.

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Looking back suddenly, I felt so lonely and lost in my heart when I saw one of my good friends in my school days stepping on the red carpet of marriage one after another while I was still a bare commander. But I am so unwilling to give my feelings easily. I always think that if a girl loses her self-esteem, what else is there? One by one, the boys who were familiar or unfamiliar or met by chance flashed through my eyes like a flash of clouds. Neither of them would be my ideal choice. I am just looking for the feeling that belongs to me with my heart. I admit that I am ordinary, ordinary and even mediocre, but I still have my own desire and dream of life. The sky outside the window is always cloudy, and the sun half shows a pale smile, as if telling us that the winter is about to disappear from this world, but the cold spring still does not fade away. Just as I used to be not so warm and wet. Choice is really too difficult for me! I just dare not make any commitment to my life. Life is too short. I have my own beautiful dreams and desires. On a sad night, I will silently tell my mind with a pen to make my heart no longer lonely. The boat sailing far away should always be docked, the wandering soul, where is the return date of my heart! I give you the sunshine you love, and at the same time give you glorious freedom. This is what Tagore, a great Indian poet, said! I like this sentence, and at the same time, I am willing to give my love selflessly to the person who is willing to accompany me for the rest of my life. However, I don’t know who to give the heaviest and most priceless love in my life. I don’t know who makes me excited, admired, attached and warm in this life. I just look for it in the vast sea of people. I just wait and wait with one heart in the world of mortals. Most of the time, I am happy, but there are also many times when I feel lonely and painful, perhaps because I can’t find the love caused by the heart touching each other. Like all girls, I long for a free, relaxed and happy life. But when I am free and alone, I am also eager to be comforted by love. I don’t believe that kind of classical or romantic love, but I believe that this kind of love is built on the basis of like-minded. On the way forward, they can support and support each other. What it has will be warmth, peace and tranquility, rather than mutual suspicion, criticism and criticism; It does not have to be rich, but must be full; It does not have to be together day and night, but we must care about each other. I am looking for my love, I just look for it with my heart, I just look for it with my own feelings, but when I find it, it is so empty and ethereal! I once said to myself: if I feel the person with my heart, I will no longer spare my emotional contribution. I would not care about everything about him, including his appearance, family, money and status. However, I could not find that kind of feeling even if he passed away like a husband. Now, I find it, but it is more painful than I can’t find it! Just because we are the fourth generation of close relatives! I just feel that there is something tightly surrounding me, which fills my heart unconsciously. I don’t know if it is called annoyance. It is just like a black snake, which makes me depressed, oppressed and unforgettable! Maybe that kind of passionate love is not what I have, maybe that kind of romance is just a magnificent dream. Because the beautiful love is sometimes broken in the years, which makes people have some regrets. I hope the love I have will always be true and pure, like a cup of water which has been precipitated by years and vicissitudes, it is clear and clear, and contains thousands of things, reflecting the endless calm and authenticity of life. No matter it is bitter wind and rain, or wandering from place to place, both of them can want to take it, and help each other in adversity and help each other, maybe this can be called My Love view. I am not a very optimistic person, but I must be optimistic. Edward Hale once said: even the worst thing will produce good results, all troubles will eventually pass-this is optimism. James Russell once said that optimism is a mentality full of sunshine forever. I hope my mood will always be full of sunshine. On my emotional issues, I hope I can hold a normal attitude. However, in life, who will be my thickest and most priceless love?

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