Month: August 2016

Women in love like to lose their temper

No matter mature women or little girls in the world of mortals, especially women in love, they often feel anxious immediately for something too small to be small in many problems, send out a big temper that can’t be bigger. Sometimes she even behaved stubbornly and refused to admit defeat, which was simply unreasonable. Women were always narrow-minded and played with personality, while the ups and downs of mood were even unpredictable. We often hear an old man saying that a woman’s heart is like the sky in June, and when she says it will change. After all, women still have requirements and expectations for the men around them. When expectations are not equal to the feedback information, they often feel disappointed and lost. Therefore, women tend to lose temper with men. However, women in love treat their men more harshly, which is totally different from the attitude of social roles in daily work when dealing with people. It shows extreme willfulness and irrationality, which makes the man in love unable to figure out. Women are very sensitive emotionally and vulnerable at the same time. When a woman is in love, she will be more sensitive to the people and things around her. She will constantly compare herself with others, in my mind, I always worry anxiously that my value will not be recognized by the other party. There is a kind of distrust and insecurity, so my emotional fragility will show suspicion, and I will always get angry and lose my temper. Sometimes, women lose their temper because of physiological reasons. In the menstrual cycle changes, endocrine imbalance, weak body and poor resistance cause dysfunction of vegetative nervous system. It is easy to show irritable and irritable, and always wants to find a quarrel to get angry with his own man. The psychological state of women is actually out of a kind of subconscious self-protection. If a woman is in love, she will often lose her temper to her boyfriend and test whether her boyfriend’s reaction can tolerate her. If she shows a little unpleasantness, she will be severely denounced. I have read a funny version about women losing their temper like the weather and wind direction level in nature, which is very interesting. Quote: Level 0-no wind, you can’t feel any woman’s temper at this time, it seems to be in the still air. Level 1-soft wind, at this time you will feel a little bit of a woman’s reaction, you will see a woman say with a smile: hate, at this time you will feel that she is like a soft breeze in spring, it makes people feel very comfortable. Level 2-light wind, at this time, a woman has begun to show a little unhappy, usually spit lightly: boring, to represent her feeling of unhappy to you, but soon he turned around and walked away. Level 3-breeze, at this time you will find that women begin to show more unhappiness and usually pick up a little thing and knock it on you, the purpose is to let you know that she has been angry. Level 4-gentle style, at this time you will find that women begin to use some coarse and atmospheric words to express their unhappy mood. Level 5-cool breeze, you should feel a little chill at this time. Usually, women will stare at you severely and say some sarcastic words to satirize you. Level 6-strong wind, at this time, usually women have already put their hands in the waist and start to curse, and the tone has been wave by wave. Level 7-high wind, at this time the woman had already started to get angry, gasping angrily and cursing constantly. Level 8-strong wind, it is a bit horrible at this time. In addition to constantly cursing, women will also make a sound with cursing, usually scolding and patting the table. Level 9-strong wind, at this time, there will be some loss of property at home. Usually, women start to drop some small things that can be easily taken, such as bowls, plates, shoes, etc. Level 10-storm, at this time, a lot of things are often broken at home, and things come directly to you one after another. Level 11-strong wind, at this time, women will rush to hit people like crazy, often a slap can not run away. Level 12-hurricane, at this time, a woman must go back to her mother’s home to live apart from you, or cry and shout to divorce in court. The inclusiveness of women is relatively small compared with that of men, and the weak are always engraved in the deep heart of women. As long as some things are beyond the scope of tolerance, they have to vent, and the boyfriend around them becomes the first one to vent. At this time, some men will complain that their women are hard to serve. Fortunately, men in love are more rational, tolerant and have a better temper than usual. They are easy to be considerate and caring. In the cultural tradition handed down by our ancestors, men are always required to be generous and tolerant, and do not haggle over every ounce. In fact, losing one’s temper is also a kind of cuteness. If you stay with a woman who has no personality, it is like drinking boiled water. Although you quench your thirst, you will definitely feel dull after a long time. We men have a broad mind, let women lose their temper, just as the seasoning in life

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Autumn Rain

[Introduction] I can’t forget the power that friends who have never met on the Internet gave me in my darkest days, they told me how to extract some sentences from my words into my notebook, and even friends who like the words told me the proses I once wrote as many as possible….

The rain in this autumn seems to come very frequently. The sky is always dense with fog and gloom, and the air is full of damp atmosphere. Walking by the river, you will see the moon flowers with water drops swaying and smiling in the breeze every day, occasionally, I gently walk into the grass, get close to the petals of the Chinese rose, smell the fragrance of the Chinese rose, and touch the wet stamens. Many times, I have an impulse to fold some budding flower bones back home, put it into the tender green ceramic vase with pink flowers, then watch it bloom and wither little by little, finally pack up the withered petals and put them into the old books with ink fragrance, when one day I opened it casually, it seemed to touch the long-standing strings, as if I had kept time and carved the trace of time. For several days, I strolled in the light rain and walked to my work. It was very comfortable. Even though I got wet in the rain, I was still very happy. I always like the delight in the rain and never dislike it. Under the kiss of raindrops, the water in the river has countless round dizziness. They hold hands and hug each other, connecting one by one, like a big family, happy, unrestrained and happy. The fish drifted away quickly among the aquatic plants, but never wanted to enter the net under the fishing man’s cloth. Looking at the old man who was cleaning up the fishing net by the river with an umbrella in the rain reminded me of the scene in ancient poetry, a long river, A boat floating in the wind, a leisurely fisherman wearing coir clothes, less bustling and more natural purity, that should be the life all modern people want to have. However, we can no longer learn from the ancient people’s life of picking chrysanthemum under the eastern fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely. The speed of tourism development has already made us lose the pure land of paradise and the rapid development of society, we modern people living in the extremely advanced science and technology are doomed to be unable to escape from the noisy downtown. Put the umbrella in my hand together and feel the floating raindrops. My heart is warm without the desolation brought by autumn wind and the sadness of Falling Flowers and running water. I am grateful for everything life has given me. I face all the things I once had with a grateful heart. If I hadn’t had those painful experiences, I would not have the present me; If I hadn’t had those detours, I would not have the indifferent mood now. I am grateful to the past, whether it is happy or sad. I don’t know how many years I have been fond of words. I used to think that my words are just casual expressions, not enough to be elegant. I just like them all the time, and I never think about what words can bring to myself in the future, friends and family members have always opposed their own words. I remember a friend told me how much money your words are worth? Can it be used as food or money? I was speechless. At that time, my heart was deeply hurt. Faced with a lot of incomprehension, I finally wanted to stop writing, although there was deep pain in my heart. But for so many years, writing has already become my habit and a part of my life. If I want to give up, I find that I have already been unable to do it, so I simply insist, even if all the people in the world don’t understand it, as long as you like it, you will continue as always. I can’t forget the power that those friends I have never met on the Internet gave me in my darkest days. They told me how to extract some sentences in my words into my notebook, even more friends who like words say the proses I once wrote and recite the large paragraphs of words I once wrote. For the first time, I shed tears for my own words, for the first time, I felt that I was no longer alone with my words, so I persisted and worked harder. I never thought that I could get to know so many good friends through words. I never thought that words really brought me the necessities of life. I didn’t even think that I made an editor through words, these are all brought to me by words, and what I could never think. Words and I am a kind of edge, a kind of edge that cannot be given up. It is a part of my life and indispensable. Thank you for my words, for not giving up, for all the words brought to me, for letting me meet the most important person in my life, although the road ahead is still long, but I will stick to it and never give up. The autumn rain is still flowing in the air. I raised my face and looked at the rainy sky. There were small raindrops falling into my eyes, blinking and encountering me. I could feel the coolness of the raindrops when they were in close contact with me, I can feel its mischievous and happy, open my arms, hold them in my arms, start happily with my words, and dance heartily.

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The look of the sky

[Introduction] The sky has a story of the sky. Everyone has his own story, either happiness or pain. However, it is because of different experiences and feelings that the color of the sky is enriched and a wonderful life is formed.

Recently, I like the sky, and I like to see the sky changing in many ways. Sometimes there is no clouds and a clear sky; Sometimes in the blue sky, there are flowing clouds one by one; Occasionally, a long and narrow white line passes through, like a rocket dragging a long tail to cut through the sky. Of course, the sky is not always smiling. It also has a bad mood, when it is in a bad mood, it rejects everyone’s concern, white clouds, the sun …… its world is only lightning, thunder, dark clouds, a gloomy appearance; and when it was extremely sad, it began to rain and snow. People on the Earth were excited for the long-expected rainy days and snowy days, but they didn’t know that these were the sad tears in the sky. No matter what, there will be times when it rains and sunny. The world cannot always be full of darkness. The Sky understands its mission. It defeats itself and smiles again, bringing light to the world. Once there was a bird flying into the world of the sky. Although it was a short stay, it left indelible marks on the sky and disrupted the peaceful life in the sky. After all, the bird does not belong to the sky. One day, the bird flies away and leaves the world of the sky to continue its journey. For the Sky, the passers-by around is in a hurry. I don’t know who will become the passers-by next second? The bird is not its return, but a passer. The sky has its own story. Everyone has his own story, either happiness or pain. However, it is because of different experiences and feelings that the color of the sky is enriched and a wonderful life is formed. Happier when you are happy, stronger when you are sad. You never know what will happen tomorrow? So, live every day well. This is what the sky looks like, the sky I like. I am in a good mood for a little change in the sky. I like to look up at the sky and see the surprise brought by the sky.

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You are the water lily on my windowsill

[Introduction] about half a column of incense, Lian suddenly asked me if there was a mole the size of a thumb behind your head. Well, this is the secret I have buried for many years. How does Lian know? Yes, how do you know? Lian said, she was just moved in her heart and asked casually. It turned out to be a coincidence. Everyone has a heart knot. The knot in the heart can be the floating peach blossom, the Swallow in the drizzle, or a bay River at the entrance of the village. After decades of swaying, the knot hanging in my heart was a mole the size of the thumb behind my head. ※ The first time the moles were so cruel to the round legs, it was still his mouth beating with the wind. If a mole does not look so conspicuous, I can only secretly be happy. Today, my millennium grape is finally angry. The reason is very simple, that is, the wind of the round legs hit the mouth, and the breath smokes my pain. The pain was not shameful. For example, a good face suddenly becomes reddish brown, which really makes people uncomfortable. In addition, the moles, the size of bean grains, hanging in the corner of the eyes, clearly do not make people laugh for half a lifetime. Fortunately, my soybean-sized mole lurks in the hairline behind my brain in a proper manner. The first time I knew this secret was when the fourth Master cut my hair. The fourth master exclaimed, “Hey, there is a mole the size of thumb on the neck of the three kids! The voice was like thunder rolling down in the sky, which shocked my heart. I am so proud that I have been distressed for more than ten days. Mother couldn’t see it, so she said to me: you should be happy, because this is a gift from God. God was afraid that you would be lost in the future, and mother could not find it for a while, which would break her heart for a lifetime, so he left a mark on your neck. I raised my confused face and stared at my mother. Mother who believes in Christ drew a cross on her chest, muttering in her mouth, “Dear Lord, please bless my son for a lifetime. Glittering Tears rolled down his devout face. I can believe in God, but I have to believe in my mother. Mother said that mole was good, so I decided that mole was good. This mole gradually became the most flowery knot in my heart. ※ It is predicted that I will feel sick when I have a round-legged breath. If there is a mole behind my neck, I will be a bachelor, and I will be happy for the rest of my life. Although I was sick badly, I still had no idea about it in my heart, because Luo huankou had said something wrong. It was still when I was seven or eight years old to see the method of rolling legs. Luo huankou came from the mountain, and he still ran full of brains depending on his unique skills left by Lao Zi. The bowstring legs are not only crooked legs, but also blind eyes. You need to be supported when walking in the daytime. It is incredible that he does not need to be supported when walking at night, and it is as popular as that. He is not a native, but he knows all about the characters and customs here. Take the little Liu Zi in the west of the village for example, his son’s left arm curled up for three or four years, and it still didn’t work after seeking medical treatment for many times. I remember one summer when the cicadas outside the window were singing vigorously. My aunt was cured with legs and looked solemn like a god. When eating, Little Liu Zi was in a panic like a gust of wind, and kowtow like mashed garlic when he opened the door. Please ask the master to help my son, and be willing to be a cow and horse in the afterlife. The master said while eating, is your neighbor an old lady who loves grinding teeth? Xiao Liuzi said, yes, yes. You have offended her for several months. Little Liu Zi nodded repeatedly, surprised. The bowler leaned over his body, took out a small paper bag from his arms, and then fell on the ear of Xiao Liu Zi, muttering a few words. The sixth son, like carrying the elixir of the tenth generation, left with great gratitude. It was really strange. Five days after he left, the son of the sixth son had already gone out to play. Waving two arms, like a happy angel. ※ Ups and downs, I have reached the age of talking about marriage. At that time, the matchmaker who recommended me to my family stepped on the threshold of my family forcefully. I am had studied and had a good temper. My neighbors praised me as sweet as eating honey. He was not too tall, but his face was not bad, basically worthy of the eyes of a peasant girl. The first one that came into my eyes was a tailor. Round face, simple mouth, and double eyelid. Speaking sweetly, I cried happily at the sight of my mother. It seems that it was not me and her that were destined in the previous life, but them. Adults are happy, but I can’t find the feeling. One autumn day, the weather is very beautiful. My colleague Wu Kui brought me a girl. Regardless of what she did, she just looked at her eyes and was so stingy that people burped. What’s more, what I spit out was almost proportional to her big mouth, which bored me, a backward student in mathematics to death. In the later days, my love was just like raindrops on the window lattice in summer. Except for the occasional ticking, there were all the dry wind flying in the small room. This wind doesn’t understand my heart, nor does I understand my meaning. It just blows silently from one spring to another. At dusk, I sat alone on the mountain ridge. The Wind in the sky was like a flash, tearing my body. The wind was tight and my legs were circling: those who had moles behind their necks would be bachelors, and they would be happy for the rest of their lives. Is it possible that this bowler has the ability to predict? I don’t believe it. I will ask Meng Po on Naihe Bridge personally. ※It was a very sunny day to ask for love. I leaned against an old tree and watched a cotton-like cloud go away in the breeze. I love the breeze, and I love the flowing clouds more, so I fly unruly souls and follow them tightly. First, there are continuous mountains, one by one. It is neither beautiful nor lofty, but the kind I can never feel. The jungle at the foot of the mountain is dense, and there is only one path stretching out to the endless distance. Clouds and mist, very low, stick to leaves, grass buds, stones flowing. In the forest, there are no birds singing, no flowers and no running water. A kind of breath called quietness lingered around me, and sometimes I was suffocated to fly away. When I was wondering, the surroundings suddenly went dark. The cloud disappeared, and there was only a heart-shaped red lantern floating in front of my eyes. I am like a flying fish, following the lantern, winding in this deep forest. The peaks turn around, and the flowers lean against the stones. The deafening sound of water breaks through the sky. A river is too wide to know the edge, surging west. There was a fire on the river, and clouds of smoke rose slowly. In the center of the river, there is a huge lotus, which is extremely White. Some small white flowers like dandelion float around the body. A rainbow-like bridge stands across the water. On both sides of the bridge, there are countless iron chains stretching out to the rocks on both sides. Some tall iron basins stand on the steep wall, and the blazing fire keeps burning. I am surprised, what on earth is this? Suddenly she raised her head, a woman dressed in black, holding a bowl in her hand, coming up like the wind. She saw me with a smile on her face, just like Begonia blossom. General, you are finally back. I have been waiting for you here for thousands of years. Please drink this bowl of water! What, General I am, do you want me to drink a bowl of forgetful water? I was surprised and didn’t tell whether I was a flower or a grass. The woman’s bright eyes are very popular, her white teeth are light, and her voice is light like a silver bell. I am Meng Po, this is Naihe Bridge. You are a general of ancient Greece, and you have made outstanding achievements in galloping on the battlefield in those years. Countless women admire you. Holding hands with you and getting together forever is the biggest dream of women in the world of mortals. Almost unthinkable. Don’t say there are countless women chasing me. The woman I was looking for yesterday gave me a supercilious look, which still makes me nervous. What you chased yesterday were not yours. They were just Dew peach blossoms, which are now swaying on the water. I followed Meng Po’s fingers and saw some flowers, like peach blossom and dandelion, floating around without roots. What about my partner? Your she is on the other side of the river. She is a lotus that has been on your windowsill in her previous life. What, she, who I was dreaming about, was the elegant lotus on the windowsill?! Look, she’s here. I followed Meng Po’s fingertips to see a lotus floating in the lotus core in the heart of the river. Crystal White, exquisitely carved, gently floating behind Meng Po, shaking the washed petals in milk. I’m going there to meet my Lotus. Meng Po insisted on asking me to drink that bowl of soup. I didn’t drink it. Meng Po gave me a push and I fell a lot. Bana open other side, bridge front-how? I struggled to stand up, and my steps lost balance lightly. Lian, where are you? I tried my best to shout your name. But the sound disappeared without time to spread. Stumbling to the front of Nahe Bridge, I didn’t pick up Meng Po’s bowl even if I died. Lotus, I can’t forget your sweetness, I can’t forget your little things. I will take the memory of this life, find you in the reincarnation, and hold you forever without separation. For 3000 years, why do we have to look at it so hard? Thinking of you makes me pull my heart, pull it to pieces, pull it to pieces, choked my throat. Shake her hand and knock over Meng Po’s bowl, then fall to the ground and break it into two halves. How can I forget to be lingering with you, how can I discard the tie to you, just to change back the red line and continue a love affair! Meng Po looked at me with tears streaming down her face and at the withered lotus. She couldn’t bear to let our souls fly with the wind. She had the greatest mercy in her life. One finger brushed, a little cool behind my head; One sleeve drifted, two Lotus fell under the bridge. Go home, affectionate child. If we continue the karma for another thousand years, we can wait for another three years on the bridge! A gust of cold wind rose, and the Lotus was far away. My heart with lamp, cloud according roots. I felt painful and happy, with two lines of tears flowing on my cheeks. ※ I met on the path of love, and I waited for six spring hard. Time is like the wind, the wind sent me to the 30-year-old high platform. Take a look at the high sky and ask the flowing clouds, why am I still so haggard like autumn leaves between heaven and earth? The dark clouds are empty, and there is no endless days. The river sings happily, and there is also a day when the singing stops. If you pretend to have good thoughts in your heart, say sweet words in your mouth, respect others as respect for your elders, and do good deeds as a breath, why worry that the beautiful spring will not bloom in front of my eyes! Flowers care for the days of the ridge, and a woman like Lotus walks in front of me. Brother, excuse me, where is the three treasures for piano learning? You is? I am Sanbao’s sister, come and send him something to eat. Two big plastic bags were swaying in the lotus girl’s hands. I share a house with Sanbao. Let’s go and take you to find him. Seeing that you are sweating all over your head, let me help you hold it. The lotus girl thanked again and again. I asked her name. She said her name was Alian. Ah, why is it the same as what I thought in my heart. Look at the Lotus’s eyes, the water is clear, and it is also double eyelid. On the round face, two dimples were as sweet as honey. Lian was very talkative. I didn’t ask her native place, but she told me the happy yesterday all at once. Somehow, with a woman like Lotus accompanying me, my body and mind were as happy as the spring breeze. Also fate come. With the help of Sanbao, I became his brother-in-law honestly in the days when I was covered with chrysanthemum. ※ Take care of the sound of suona, the crowd will disappear, and the red candle will be highlighted. I gently took off the red cap, and the Lotus was blooming. Lotus, squinting slightly, with a smile in his mouth, a pair of dimples were flowing affectionately. Where do I seem to have seen you? Lian said so naively. I also think you are familiar, but I don’t know where to see you? I can’t help saying like this. Do you mean the ridge that helped me carry things in that spring? I shook my head, as if it was earlier than that, as far as thousands of years ago. I also feel this way. Lotus is as sweet as pear flower with rain. About half a column of incense, Lian suddenly asked me if there was a mole the size of a thumb behind your head. Well, this is the secret I have buried for many years. How does Lian know? Yes, how do you know? Lian said, she was just moved in her heart and asked casually. It turned out to be a coincidence. Slowly, the time Meng Po brushed her sleeves was like smoke in my heart. Thank God, I finally found you, the water lily on my windowsill! I stopped the Lotus gently in my arms, and the breath of spring flowers shook like waves beside my long-lost ears. Two tall red candles were burning crazily. Outside the window, a bright moon is slowly rising eastward.

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Catch up

[Introduction] Speaking of the memory of hometown, there is another thing that worries us. That is stone mill. There is only one stone mill in our village. It is said that my grandfather once spent several loads of soybeans in exchange, I can’t tell how many loads there are, anyway, my memory has these symbols…..

Ethereal cloud Cirrus easy, human flowers bloom! Outside the window is another summer season. At the beginning of this season, the bright sunshine dyed green trees and decorated this beautiful small city. Summer in the North is like a cup of strong mellow wine, fragrant and rich; Summer is like the sun, hot and vigorous; Summer is like a man in middle age, strong and mature. Thick summer, hot passion, Bloom in our life again and again, the colorful summer, but in people’s hearts played a series of love songs in summer in the morning, childhood friends from the countryside came to my home, because we haven’t seen each other for many days, it seems that we have something to say. Since we were young, when it comes to childhood and youth, because of the hardship of life, we set foot on the road to make a living early. We dug potherb together, went to school together, played games together. Many years passed, the wheels of time crushed my memory again and again, and looked back again, the innocent smile and childish action in childhood are all like the words of yesterday which set off our Infinite Memories. The sky is still so bright, but the glorious years, there will be no second appearance in our life. Listening to the excited narration of my old friend, I suddenly miss the time of that time. Is the brilliant smile still left in the corner of our childhood? My hometown is in a remote small mountain village, surrounded by mountains on three sides. There is only one road from west to north in the south of the village, which leads to the county. Although the mountains in my hometown are not as lofty as those famous mountains, it is a mountain full of fairy tales in my childhood memory, just like the embrace of my mother, it is so warm, happy and happy to approach her! Apart from chatting, we talked about the memory of the village. The whole village shared a well and a mill. Some people might say some words about the well, but for the children who grow up in the city, I am afraid that they can meet by chance when traveling. But for us, the well is still a piece of text in our memory. The well in our village is in our yard, speaking of when it was dug, even my father couldn’t say clearly. However, this was the only source of drinking water in our village! Speaking of wells, many images emerged in my mind. At that time, early in my yard, there were shadows of people carrying water, some carrying, some carrying, every side was deeply covered with my childhood memories. It was not until the reform and opening up that some wells appeared in the village. From then on, the situation of people carrying water gradually disappeared in my yard! In my memory, the old well in my yard has never been dry. In the early 80 s, we suffered a severe drought here, and this old well became the life-saving water for people, even people from neighboring villages came here to fetch water one after another. I grew up eating the water from this old well, which was like feeding fish to our mother. Speaking of the growth of life, I can’t help mentioning this old well! Decades later, just last year, I heard from my mother that running water should be installed in my hometown, which is not surprising to city people at all, but I am afraid that the change of this old well is the most real memory! As time goes by, old wells give birth to mechanical wells, which turn into tap water. The evolution of the history of drinking water in hometown always makes people here constantly change their memories! Memory is like a river. I am afraid that the memory of the old well will stop in front of our generation. I am afraid that the villagers in the future will blur the shadow of the old well, but we can’t! Speaking of the memory of hometown, there is another thing that worries us, that is stone mill. There is only one stone mill in our village. It is said that my grandfather once spent several loads of soybeans in exchange for it, I can’t say clearly how many loads there are. Anyway, my memory has these symbols. At that time, our whole village had to go through this stone mill. Therefore, parents in Shangdi always queue up under this stone mill. As for queuing, an unwritten rule has been formed in this village. Whoever goes there has already put a sweeping group on the stone mill, which has lasted for many years! After using a lot of stone mill, our family began to have electricity, and then there was a processing factory and a TV in the village. However, this fast-paced change does not forget the stone mill in my hometown! It is just like a long-lost old man narrating the past folk customs and customs. Compared with today’s modernization, sometimes I really miss the simplicity that has gone away. Is it because people’s material life has improved, how is our spiritual civilization worse than before? I suddenly thought, is this distant memory a little alarmist? While drinking, we chatted. Although it seemed to be meaningless, the memory flowing in our blood was moving to a river, carrying the changes of an era! In spring, the mountains are surrounded by green people everywhere, and the hometown is like the stars holding the moon. In summer, the singing and the dancing are very lively. In autumn, the mushrooms after the rain come out of the ground one by one, like small umbrellas blooming quietly under the tree, our children are picking mushrooms on the hillside. In winter, the snow is covered, and the memory is like a string of footprints in the snow, extending

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Time flies. The noisy National Day has come to us, with colorful flags fluttering and heavy traffic. With bulging luggage on his shoulder and his wife and children, the man’s face was filled with joyful smiles. Short-distance travel is the first choice for more and more families. Appreciate the China Pavilion to make up for the regret of the World Expo; Look up at the Oriental Pearl and admire its magnificence; Pray devoutly in the City God Temple that the relatives are healthy and safe. Drive to the suburb to see the sea and feel the broad mind of the sea. I have always been a person who doesn’t like traveling. Unless invited by relatives, it is difficult for me to be generous. On this national day, I plan to stay at home, appreciating famous works and beautiful articles of prose online, which is also a way of celebrating festivals. Logging on to the account of prose online, I looked for good prose like a hungry wolf. There was an icon of famous prose on the home page. I gently pressed the mouse, and countless familiar famous prose popped up in it, I jumped up with joy like a child, then sat down and lit one by one. Yang Shuo’s “snow waves and flowers”, Bing Xin’s “a day of spring”, Yu Guangzhong’s “nostalgia”, Lin Qingxuan’s “a sound of Autumn”, Qian Zhongshu’s “eating” and so on. While reading and thinking, I was completely intoxicated in the world of words. The prose of the online author is also impatient. The cold smoke and Cold Moon’s “learning to give up is also a kind of beauty” I once wrote a sentence in my notes: sometimes people are too persistent to pursue something, in fact, he also lost a lot. Dielianhua’s “breaking off the valley”, so I added such a line in my notebook: a kind of boring farm work, but a happy harvest picture was created in the author’s works. I often think: maybe people have been living in the city for a long time and feel bored. Through my experience, breaking off the valley becomes fun, and they are not tired of life! As a result, my father called me for dinner, and I answered after calling a few times. I like reading my favorite proses, especially those who write scenery and objects, feeling the wonderful feeling that every word intrudes into the skin, just like a spring of sweet well water in the forest, it is also like a trickle stream in the mountain, like a fairy floating in the sky. I often think: in the era of war, in the era of not enough food and warm clothes, I don’t have such leisure and elegant feelings. I am afraid that even studying is extremely extravagant when reading articles! Recalling the past and the eventful years, a Xinxin political party was born on July 1st, 1921th the Nanchang uprising of the Communist Party of China started the first shot of the armed uprising. The full outbreak of the anti-Japanese War laid the foundation for the rejuvenation of the Chinese nation. Nowadays, our country is becoming stronger and stronger, the comprehensive national strength is significantly improved, and people live and work in peace and contentment, which creates a beautiful and loose reading environment and creation environment for our group of literature lovers. People who travel don’t have to worry about terrorists. The endless gunfire. I, a happy person, can calm down to read beautiful articles and wander in the world of words. 2011 nian 10 yue 8 ri made in Shanghai

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I owe myself happiness

[Introduction] I owe myself a share of happiness, and I want to find a suitable way and reason to let myself get up suddenly. For example, in this summer, I want to find a cool side to make myself refreshed, and for example, in the desolate night, play a soothing tune to relax your body and mind. Unintentionally, I read a sentence I read from an article in my previous journal written in space: in the flourishing age, prosperity is like brocade, except for the storm, there is no big deal. But the wind and Moon, spread out, turn over, sifted, can not escape the word happiness. Who has never thought of falling? At that moment, there will always be an impulse to spend the rest of your life like splashing ink. It seems to be free from hesitation. All the scenes are the same as dummy. The so-called beautiful scenery is forced to become fireworks across the shore. It is his city that is bustling. My thoughts drifted away, and I haven’t thought about this question seriously for a long time. Happiness. The numerous and complicated journey, the pressure and hardship to the body and the mind, should we find an outlet to release and settle down? In fact, we all owe ourselves a piece of happiness, a piece of happiness that we have not had time to feel carefully around the whole body. During these days, I like to look back at the road I have traveled, look at my diary or mood, or photos of those days of traveling, look at my former face in a daze, and let my thoughts fly. I always feel that I owe myself something, which may be sudden, stable, or the wisdom needed to ignore all these troubles. In terms of happiness, some people get, some defend, some recover, and some seek. On the way to that paradise, we have to learn so much, such as choosing, distinguishing, enduring and wisdom. We should learn to pick up our own purity in the complicated entanglement. Because I don’t have that kind of wisdom, I owe myself a share of happiness. For those hopes and hopes, I always hope that I can walk better. I hope that after all the trials and hardships, my steps will become firmer and my arms will become stronger, can bear those love and encouragement. Because I am deeply determined in my heart, I am not walking alone all the way, even if I need to hold the umbrella more firmly when it is swaying in the wind and rain, and when I am exposed to the scorching sun, you need to find a shade for yourself to rest. However, those encouragement and companionship are always there and never leave. I owe myself a share of happiness, and I want to find a suitable way and reason to get myself up suddenly. For example, in this summer, I want to find a cool side to make myself refreshed, and for example, in the desolate night, play a soothing tune to relax your body and mind. Listen to a song, the lyrics are written, just sit till dawn. But after the dawn, everything will be noisy, there are still so many trivial things to face, and there are real life to live, so you still need to sleep, even if it is shallow, you should also give yourself a space, wait till morning. Happiness, after all, is an overbroad word, and think carefully, what kind of posture is called Happiness? Or, when you have gone through thousands of pains and hardships and reached the other shore of your dream, there is the waiting and scene you expect; Or, when you are running in the hot sun, at the moment when you are exhausted, you look up and see that warm smile and inspiring eyes; Or, when you walk alone in a strange Street, occasionally passing by, there is a person saying the familiar accent and intonation, bringing you back to those familiar scenes; Or, it is a comfort from a stranger who is sheltering from the rain along the roadside with you in the storm. Tell you, look, let’s wait for the rain to stop and the sunshine together. Right, actually happiness is just these simple bits and pieces, and the happiness we owe ourselves is surrounded by you. Look carefully and feel it. It has never gone away from you.

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Hear

Water is different from mountain. Mountain is used to see. We see Mount itself, which, far and far different level. I think the Green Mountain is so charming, and it is expected that the Green Mountain will see me like this. If you climb to the top of the mountain to see other mountains, you will probably give out the exclamation that it will be the top of the mountain and the mountains will be small. We can also see the water, such as the bright moon shining in the pine space, the clear spring flowing on the stone, the stars hanging in the flat field, the moon flowing in the river. But in addition to watching, you need to fully understand the water, and you also need to stand your ears and listen quietly. Listening to the word “water” has actually been in my mind for a long time. When I was a child, I went to my grandma’s house to live in the valley, and the stream flowed all the year round. In the daytime, the sound of water in the valley was covered by the mixing of chicken singing, dog barking, cow Moo, sheep BAA and the sound of wind, birds and human voice. In the evening, all the other sounds stopped. The night in the mountain was very quiet. You could hear the sound of your breath and the fire suddenly became louder. At this time, the only big sound that could be heard in the whole village was the sound from the streams in the valley. Although it was a lonely song, but after all, the momentum was huge and extraordinary, and the time lasted for a long time. In the sound of the stream, I couldn’t fall asleep at first, then I got used to it. Later, the sound of the stream flowed into my dream transparently. It was during the summer vacation of junior year that listening to the word “water” really caused spiritual fluctuation. At that time, I went to Hangzhou with my friends. It’s hot, Sudi Bai Causeway visitors not much, high temperature heat, people hide Willow Shade Shade. West lake of water is very quiet, occasionally ruffled by the wind, also Jiangnan small woman shy gentle circumstances, see more bored. We decided to go to Lingyin. Before entering the temple, sit on the stone bench under Feilai Peak to rest. The streams beside me were gurgling and gurgling. Under the intersecting shade of tall trees, in the dimly Misty Sanskrit, the cool Buddha gradually faded to my heart. Inadvertently, when I lifted the corner of my eyes, I suddenly saw two words engraved on the stone wall: listening to the water. — Hehe, this scene, this word, this meaning, immediately made me obsessed and intoxicated. The Lingyin Temple, which was extremely attractive to other visitors, I forgot its existence at that moment. I was both happy and unhappy about that journey of Lingyin. What I like is that after listening to the stream beside Lingyin Temple for a long time, my body was relieved and my mind was bathed, and my spirit was relaxed and comfortable. What disliked was that the young monks who guarded the temple were vulgar. They checked that the tickets were extremely vicious. When selling tourism products, they were sticky, boring and annoying. Chinese people like to associate acoustic sound with piano sound, maybe they are very similar in some aspects. Bin cases Zen master in the persistent West Lake Lingyin Temple “wrote, Jiaojiao bed spirit Griffin month, gurgling pillow cold spring piano. The spring flows like the sound of the piano, gurgling beside the pillow. So the Zen master couldn’t fall asleep. He sat up in his clothes and sang. There is also a very old story connecting the sound of water and the piano. According to “Liezi Tang Wen”, Boya drum piano aims at the mountain. Zhong Ziqi said: ‘Good, as if it were Mount Tai! ‘Aim at flowing water, Zhong Ziqi said: ‘Good, as if flowing water. ‘Boya said in surprise: good, my son’s heart is the same as mine. It is said that after Ziqi’s death, Boya felt that he lost his bosom friend, broke the string of the piano, and never played the piano for life. A Song of high mountains and flowing water expresses the sadness that a bosom friend is hard to find, expresses the emotion of noble and lonely, and becomes a classic that has been praised for thousands of years. What a sincere and profound friendship, I am longing for it.

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Somehow, I always feel that this year’s spring season is very long, perhaps because of the rainy and gloomy days and the windy cold weather. Walking beside the road, standing on the window lattice, there was always a little light rain in my eyes. Looking at the hazy sky, there was no bright sun, no vitality, and some were always gloomy and boundless with misty rain. After gently arranging the clothes, he rushed into the misty twilight. Light rain, light rain on the face, there is a kind of clear and cool feeling, but also like fog, snow and pine indifferent and the wind blowing all the knot through the cold. Looking at the Red Plum in the corner of the Wall passing by hurriedly, a bunch of red flowers holding their heads high on the branches of perseverance, and a little bit of hidden worries as if they were full of smiles. Under the eaves of the opposite wall, the flowers of spring blossom. Unfortunately, in this rainy and foggy weather, it seems that the people who paraded in the past are not interested in enjoying the flowers, they are just passing through in a hurry. Occasionally, they look up and walk. Everything is not like there. In previous years, the joy gathering like sunshine was verdant. This makes the flowers, people and scenery in the rain and fog seem lonely and lonely, instead of the smiling smile in the Sunny Sun.

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Life promote

[Introduction] people who know how to thank life are truly mature people. Thank you for everything life gives you, no matter it is sweet or painful. The former will make you happy, while the latter is the rare wealth in life. Life is alive, ups and downs, all tastes…..

When I am sad, I like listening to soothing music, when I am leisurely, I like the fragrant tea with rich taste, when I am happy, I like to laugh without worry, sometimes I like to be stunned, sometimes I like chatting with friends, building the Great Wall to read books, write little things. When you are depressed, you will stay alone and silently in the corner. When Spring goes to autumn, there will be a feeling of confusion, loneliness, emptiness, touching and helplessness. What is more is the taste of ordinary, steadfast and happy. Because of family affection, love, obligation, responsibility, giving and getting. For each of us, life is equal. Success does not depend on the environment in which we live. The decisive factor lies in ourselves. Therefore, it is not appropriate to complain about life and blame others. We should learn to appreciate life. If we can come to the world healthily and see the colorful world with our own eyes, we should thank God and parents for letting us have everything now. On the road of life, there may be ups and downs. Those who have helped us, even if they just fell down and were lifted up, we should also give a grateful smile. In a strange city, in the busy stream of people coming and going, a stranger gives you directions. You should thank others from your heart, for their selflessness and kindness. When talking with others, you shouldn’t feel embarrassed and shameless when others point out your mistakes in words. In fact, it is a gift of life to have someone speak bluntly, and you should thank them. When colleagues meet each other, a kind greeting may bring you a good mood for a day, and you should thank them. Of course, when you fall into the dilemma of life, you should remember them selflessly and bravely, and make Thanks and appropriate rewards at the right time. Of course, life cannot be smooth sailing, and it is hard to avoid big setbacks. However, many of us always complain about the unfairness of life to ourselves, and even curse life and curse fate, which is unnecessary. In fact, suffering is a fortune. It enables us to have a clear mind and a clear understanding of life. Therefore, it enables us to dare and be good at fighting against life and life. How can we see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? Since ancient times, heroes have been young, and men have never been young. The sword front has been polished and the plum blossom fragrance comes from the bitter cold. These words all explain this truth to us. In real life, when looking back on the embarrassing past, many successful people may have tears in their eyes, but they are more grateful for the miserable experience that life has given him, let him grow up and mature. If there is no such life, maybe he is still in a naive and naive fantasy world. Of course, there will be no such achievement now. Even when talking about these topics which are ashamed to talk to ordinary people, those miserable days even became their proud capital. A person who doesn’t know how to thank life, in his heart, he is a person who enjoys life. Frankly speaking, such a life attitude is not a positive one. It is easy for us to fall down on the rough road of life and lose the direction and motivation to move forward. People who know how to appreciate life will know how to care for others. Only those who are grateful can his heart be filled with love and sunshine, and his spiritual world will be rich and strong. When you encounter difficulties, you can think of others and their kindness to yourself. Therefore, you can think of the beauty of life. So you bravely forget the temporary difficulties, devote yourself into a new life with pleasure and acquire a new beautiful life full of infinite love. People who know how to appreciate life are truly mature people. Thank you for everything life gives you, no matter it is sweet or painful. The former will make you happy, while the latter is the rare wealth in life. Life is alive. You can taste all kinds of tastes. What is worth complaining about? This is the same as eating without partial eclipse. He knows how to thank people in life, and he also knows that life cannot be a constant demand. People have to pay, not only to pay their own labor and love, but also to deal with all kinds of unexpected disasters. He also knew that disaster and pain were the twin sisters of happiness. Therefore, when the pain comes, he will be unusually calm and will never be mad because of the pain, lose human dignity or make unwise choices. In a word, life gives us everything, and we should thank life. It is she who gives us the sweetness of life and makes us full of infinite longing for life, however, she made us realize the cruelty and ruthlessness of life. Let’s learn to bear, endure, be strong, and deal with all kinds of complicated and difficult life problems, which finally makes us mature. Only those who are truly mature can truly become the strong of life, thus, they will never say goodbye. The Earth cherishes the rain and dew, which gives birth to the verdant. The mountains cherish the soil, gather the towering, the Ocean cherish the trickle into the vast. Life is grateful for cherishing and returning for being grateful. Gratitude will inevitably lead to reward. It is a beam of golden sunshine, which can dissolve ice and snow and illuminate everyone’s heart more! Whether it is full of thorns, ups and downs, hard work or smooth sailing, I always believe that as long as you work hard and don’t give up, you will surely usher in a sunny life!

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