Month: March 2017

Disturbed

[Introduction] love is like a flower blooming. No one can stop it. Flowers bloom for less than a hundred days, and they always want to thank. Then, love will also thank, which cannot be stopped. How can there be something prosperous in the world? The longest flowering period is the life of this life, the longest love, and only this life. In the afterlife, who knows?

Deep afternoon sleep, a pillow of long dreams. I vaguely remembered that I had traveled far away, but I couldn’t remember where I had traveled. When jianran woke up, Qiu Yang was still shining outside the window, only to know that everything just happened just for a moment, and the time just passed by an hour. However, such an hour of time also melted into an unintentional dream without reservation. The falsity was so mysterious and merciless as well. When I woke up from a dream, I felt like a lifetime. The book was still open at hand, the notebook was still open, and the pen was lying on it, they were all waiting for me quietly, and I was moved by their devotion and patience. In the book, another person’s dream was told. In the past hour, my nameless dream had been flying on the bed, and a large blank space was left on the spread notebook, wait for the new dream to fill. I am the one who weaves this dream and fills it in. I only dreamed by myself, but I didn’t know that my dream was not reliable. My heart is always looking for ready-made dreams, or always wandering with ready-made dreams. I have woven many dreams, and almost all of them gave up halfway. No dream was completely made by myself. I am ashamed of my laziness and the idea of enjoying myself. Looking at a blank notebook, I suddenly thought of my age, forty-eight. Should I be lucky for my youth secretly, or should I feel sorry for my not being young? My heart was just like the birds waked up in the midnight. I began to jump faintly and suddenly sat up, looking out of the window, the sun was as hot as fire, the Green Mountains were full of darkness, and the sun had not yet become neither cold nor hot, the scenery of the mountains did not change. When the red and yellow colors began to spit everywhere, it was still early and the season was still early. Although the season had come to early autumn and the weather was still in summer, my heart was slightly comforted. I am not old. Compared with being old, I am so lucky. I am very young. I can do a lot of things. I have two meals and live in the same house with my lover and children every day, we watched TV and shopped together. Otherwise, they would do these things. I read books at home, surf the Internet, go out to drink with friends, or invite friends to drink. When I get up in the morning, I can still stand in front of the dressing table, behind my lover, watching her using the window as the cloud temples and the yellow decals on the mirror. Seeing her slightly applying powder, she smiled at me and got out of the way. Just like having morning classes every day, I began to appreciate my head which was not so high. I cried long live in my heart and felt infinite gratitude. My eyes are still so vivid, and my skin is still so elastic and shiny, although in fact it is oily skin. I smiled with confidence: I still have a lot of rich days. Howling, The Sun was dark, and the rain outside the window was in uproar. In summer and autumn, the face of the sky changed. I hurried to the balcony to collect the drying quilt. The raindrops were sparse, but there was a sound on the ground. The sound of snapping shocked many people in the community and they all poked their heads out to watch the sky. The heat wave came with raindrops. The raindrops were very cold, as if they came from the distant winter. Just after the quilt was put away, the rain stopped again, just like the unveiling on the stage. The Sunshine reappeared and the summer reappeared. Looking back confidently in the early autumn sky, it was really a very season and a very weather. The sun seemed to have been washed out by the rush rain just now. It was particularly bright and lit up the beautiful woman upstairs in the opposite room. She was drying the clothes she had just received again. Speaking of women, I am no longer young. After the long vacation, I went to work again, and I wandered among those young and beautiful young women. Huang Sima’s family was full of flowers and thousands of flowers were down. These women are really like flowers, opening freely regardless of seasons. When they talk to me, laugh at me, and when they are joking, there is always fragrance coming towards them, like the fragrance of flowers and grass, I smelt carefully. When I felt my backbone against the wall, I found that I was always guilty when facing birds and flowers. I smiled guilty and said guilty, he also went backwards with guilty conscience, then stood beside the walkway silently against the wall, letting those young and beautiful flowers, flowers, birds and birds fly lightly in front of me. When the fragrance blows, I return sadly. I feel how I am like an old locust tree with broken leaves. I don’t bloom or grow new leaves, and I still hang some taupe insects, wax white moths also flew out. I was surprised why I became so fragile? How could my unshakable confidence in the past be like the bones gnawed by dogs, and indeed there were only bare bones without any fresh meat on them? Am I old? Who said that? I really don’t want to show off in front of others, let alone show a little bit of strength in front of others, and don’t want others to think that I have horns and thorns. However, there is a name in my heart that I really don’t want to mention again, but it has no effect if I don’t want to mention it again. The name seems to have grown in my mind, my pain is born from this. If I want to stop the pain, unless I really forget it. The distance between us is far from the Milky Way between the Cowherd and the Weaving Maid. When there are birds building bridges in the Milky Way, our distance is responsible, obligatory, fearful and conscientious, moral judgement, secular criticism and public opinion killing belong to the dignity of countless people. This distance is very close, and also very far, There is no other shore, and the waves are unfathomable. Spring, summer, autumn and winter are coming and going, and you can’t take a look at them at any time in your work and life. Some words must be put on airs when they are really necessary, just like diplomatic good offices. However, who can say it clearly? There is a wave spreading in the air forever, as if from the beginning of time, coming to the middle of our life, starting to shake and shaking tirelessly. In fact, people have already been tired. However, I said that I was so fragile that I didn’t want my heart to have any trouble any more. I couldn’t ignore and avoid my inferiority and self-sorrow. About love, I am very young, about marriage, I am no longer young. There are flashy plants. In one’s life, can the plants of emotion only blossom without fruit? Thinking of these, I would rather cry quietly alone. I hate it. When it comes to the meticulous, extraordinary, changeable and abundant emotion, Zhang Ailing is a well-deserved female hero. She said that classic sentence almost 100 years before me: meet the one you want to meet among thousands of people. In thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, there is neither one step earlier nor one step later. It happened to catch up, and there is nothing else to say, only a gentle question: Oh, are you here too? Now, I have met, but the fact is one step earlier or one step later. There is almost no chance and no need to ask, Oh, are you here too? This is bitter fruit, no one sees it, and few people recognize it. I am eating it. It was dark again outside the window, and this time it must be sunset. The sky is still blue with white clouds floating. The clear mountain has no color of autumn. Love is like flowers blooming, flowers are going to bloom, no one can stop it. Flowers bloom for less than a hundred days, and they always want to thank. Then, love will also thank, which cannot be stopped. How can there be something prosperous in the world? The longest flowering period is the life of this life, the longest love, and only this life. In the afterlife, who knows? Just as nobody knows the past. Don’t want to mention is really hard to put down, dont want to see is really just wanted to meet. Feeling why content? It is the suffering of ordinary people. Who is not ordinary people? Who not bitter? Another morning, in front of my eyes, the bitter shadow moved gently, as I expected, without looking back, just went to the place where I should go. It was also a sunny early autumn. In front of my eyes, the bitter shadow drove away against the wind, leading away an invisible long line into the boundless city. It is a very real evening now. There are children playing in the yard, and groups of sparrows are howling and foraging on the opposite roof. A silent nap, a long dream of nothingness and grotesque, and a thrilling moment of quietly raising my head and quietly hiding. Afterwards, my heart did not let the time at this moment escape. 2011-8-24

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I am crossing the road, where are you and how should this road go? I like the feeling of tramp, aimlessly, just like indulging myself. If you want to cry, you will cry, and if you want to laugh, you will chuckle. I have always thought that some living habits of a person can tell a person’s attitude towards life, but I am wrong, but the mistake is not complete, because there is a relationship between them, but there is no necessary connection. Take myself for example, I like traveling, changing places and wandering around; I like changing new things, qq, status, name, clothes, mobile phones, I like to change my mood and like everything fresh, as if everything is in the dynamic of change. It is not difficult to push out ~ I am a restless person, but I really want a peaceful feeling. I like playing that kind of childish test very much, asking some 70-eight messy questions, and finally giving a few answers. From those questions, we can see what kind of person you are. Sometimes I also think that kind of test ~ very mentally retarded, there are billions of people around the world, but the answers are only a few, how can it be accurate??? But I still like it. Once I meet that kind of game ~ it’s like conditioned reflex, I will test it immediately. For this hobby ~ it can be said that it is like a shadow. It’s really a little naive. Sometimes I’m not perfect because I like to deceive myself and others. To be exact, there are many shortcomings: I’m always bored, I’m too kind to be a person, I like to talk, I’m a little nervous, I don’t know how to treat, I am too lazy, not a lady at all, and I feel excited ~ the flowing of tears may be just these shortcomings ~ which makes me very real. I am very self-centered and like to do my own thing. As long as I feel that I don’t hurt others, I will do what I like. I will say what I want to say, and I won’t think too much. I feel that I treat others with modesty. As long as I don’t touch love or bully me, I will not be picky. Except love, I am very casual. The world is so big that anyone can be my friend and I will give enthusiasm. As mentioned above: a person’s living habits have something to do with his life attitude, but not necessarily. I am not picky about reading, eating and dressing. Reading ~ I don’t care whether it is useful or useless. As long as the content of the book is healthy, I will read it. Eating ~ I don’t care about the price and taste. As long as it is nutritious and helpful to keep in good health, I will eat it. Dressing ~ I don’t care about the grade of clothes, just like my clothes, there are best sellers in the supermarket, as well as stalls in the night market, the price is not single. Sometimes when I read books ~ I often see people with the same temperament as myself, and I tend to be complacent, because those people are all big families and celebrities: entertainment circle, scientific circle and economic circle for example: yuan Longping, the father of hybrid rice (maybe he can’t remember clearly), still lived a simple life after he became famous. Someone asked him why he was so simple in his clothes. He said: I am a celebrity myself, everything you wear is a celebrity. There are many similar stories and answers, but ~ it is not difficult to draw: a person’s real social status ~ is not measured by money consumption such as external clothing. Sometimes, I feel very confused. For people, things and things, it is like wandering around. I will stand at the crossroads ~ stay for a long time. Seeing the noisy crowd bustling and moving from south to north at such a moment, I often felt that I was stripped away from the world, just like what Zhu Ziqing wrote in “The moonlight in the lotus pond”: the bustle belongs to them, I have nothing. When I was young, I heard a program: singing while walking, I thought when I was wandering around ~ yes ~ walking, listening, watching and dancing. I like music, which is the kind of music that can forget everything when I hear it, so wherever I go, there will be noisy music. The reason why I say it’s noisy is that I often put my voice very loud, and I like the noisy feeling, accompanied by the noisy music ~ I can’t help nodding with the music, the hand holding the mobile phone ~ will follow the rhythm of the music ~ like knocking a drum ~ on the ear ~ clapping ~ strong ~ swinging. At the same time, my body also jumped along with the music. For this reason, someone gave me a nickname: nine steps with a smile. He Said ~ when I was walking, I laughed and jumped, which was very cute; and my roommates said that my bounce function was too good. Anyway, I think that should be my happiest moment. In fact, from my way of walking ~ I can also see that I am a very self-centered person. Noisy music often attracts strange eyes of pedestrians, but I don’t care, what’s more ~ in a strange place, I will add another one to eat, which looks completely ~ a genuine ~ tramp, but I like that feeling very much. It is really enjoyable to watch the surrounding scenery with eyes, listen to dynamic music with ears, eat scattered snacks in mouth, and dance with active pace! All the organs that can be felt exert their functions, that kind of happiness ~ super cool!!! This should be a kind of happiness, which belongs to me alone.

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Mountaineering Sea

How rugged the trek was, I didn’t feel much when I came. Maybe it was not because of watching both sides that there were many cliffs and handrails without climbing, and they also groped in the dark in a muddle. It seemed that the heavy night covered up many dangers. Looking at the bewildering dots on the top of the mountain, the fluorescent light can not be clearly divided into lights or stars, or hidden or visible, and the light will disappear, as if it is always ethereal. I remembered that before dusk came, there was still a long distance from the mountain, so I ran impatiently, in such a hurry and impatience. Just entering the mountain, there are also many beautiful scenery on the road, as well as gorgeous unknown mountain flowers swaying in the autumn wind, as well as jumping streams flowing. I didn’t care, only thinking about the spectacular scenery on the top of the mountain. The poetic charm along the road was ignored in this hurry, and even there was no special inspiration to stop and feel it. The passengers walking together next to them were full of interest, and they were very satisfied. What did they see under the waterfall, or Ganoderma lucidum vanilla, or agate white jade, between the rough rocks and thorns? They walked slowly and leisurely, discussing something with each other. I couldn’t share their happiness. Being slightly infected, I went to the edge of the cliff to fold a piece of Cypress and rubbed it in my hand. I stared at a few leaves vigorously, then put them under my nose and sniffed them gently, sniffing my childhood. After spending half of my life, I still vaguely remember how many familiar smells I had when I was young. How much smell will never linger in the declining sense of smell. Childhood, There is a cypress tree in the west of my hometown village. The thick pine and cypress shade there and the secluded ancient tombs are the wonderful places for children’s partners to play. Every white event, the villagers let us climb up the tree to break the branches. I didn’t quite understand why I did this at that time. Anyway, it’s good to be happy, and it’s good to have adult melon and fruit pasta rewards. Now I know that it is used to foil the solemn atmosphere in order to see the pine crane fly to the sky. But after many years, I couldn’t stand the withering of time. The pine and cypress in the west of the village, which maintained my happiness and mystery, disappeared abruptly without any trace. But the fragrant smell of pine branches can never be obliterated in my mind. So I have the hobby of smelling pine leaves. When standing under the pine tree and gasping and intoxicated, I couldn’t help laughing, and others were still confused. Finally reach the summit and its radiant. However, it was soon discovered that a mountain is higher than a mountain. It seems that there will always be a mountain higher than what you have climbed, even beyond your reach. At this time, you will imagine that mountain has a more dangerous world and a more pleasant paradise. Really have? Maybe we can only know the answer after crossing deep ravines and climbing layers of dangerous rocks and trying to climb that mountain. At this time, I was exhausted physically and mentally. Sitting on the towering rock carefully, I could feel it shaking in the wind without worrying about its sudden falling. Imagine that it has been suspended here for thousands of years, how many crazy horses have ever fluke her? How many storms have tried to release her? Is she as envious of the sea as we do? How many thousands of years have she been running around, just one step ahead of the cliff? Is the Sea really her future destination? Is the sea also the destination of our souls? If not, where is it? In the distant sky or bent over the boundless waves? Looking at the sea in front of me, how many tourists stood and thought. Staring at the delicate girl not far away, Dressed in a fat green military coat, it was unknown which rugged mountain road she climbed from. Between the square inch of the cliff and the top, she gently recited Jieshi to the east, watching the sea and clouds being blown by the cold wind and pouring them into her ears, at this time, the uncertain mood was more solemn and stirring. At a young age, was she carrying the texts on Chinese books or putting herself in a deep position and feeling that she had experienced several vicissitudes at a young age? When the sun rose brilliantly in the east, she disappeared. Searching for the endless sea surface in the field of vision, have countless tears gathered here for many years? For Yixiao makes people Haggard, the man does not flick with tears. That spray is the butterfly love flower that dreams into the south of the Yangtze River, and that spray is the River Moon from the east of the Yangtze River? The sparkling waves are flickering, isn’t there any hint from Yu Jiguang? No, nothing, only the fuzzy and hazy little sails in the sea-sky communication place swam in a remote mirage. The clouds floating around in the mountains seem to be within reach, but you can never reach them. It only lingers in front of your eyes, and you can’t recognize which one in a flash. The Wandering child is affectionate, and the white cloud is heartless. Don’t want to take advantage of its lightness to fly. It can’t be carried by your sorrow alone. Let the endless annoyance of continuous cutting and confusion be thrown into the abyss, and let the boundless sea dilute! The soles of my feet were pounding, by contrast, I could not hear what my weak heart was saying. If you go down the mountain, you can follow the road when you come back. The scenery was still fresh when we arrived. We hadn’t missed another season in a short day, and the footprints in the grass could be clearly distinguished in a short time. I can step forward to touch the beautiful little tree that I didn’t watch when I climbed the mountain; I can carefully wipe the carved dust on the rock wall; I can also pick a red leaf again and treasure it in the book book; I can even see again that it was still yesterday that two old men with Crane hair and children were playing in the shade of trees… But can the road of life be reversed and repeated? Which flower has blossomed once will fade forever, which spring water has moistened you once and the thirst will dry up forever, and which poetry is blown away by the wind will never be found, who will disappear forever in the blink of an eye. Now you have a good review of every step you have gone through, every person and every thing you have contacted. Don’t neglect the wonderful details, don’t obliterate the fleeting flash, and let kindness, wisdom and romance adhere to it. In time tunnel, they are all gone forever.

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Dance to the death

Fallen leaves have been spreading everywhere, and many people who are not satisfied with the current situation have decided to float. The pencil is resting at a corner of the table. I occupy a corner in front of the window and look at the sinking night outside, floating, after all, it is only temporary, and one day it will return to its original place. What are you still looking forward! So I don’t want to sleep quietly in the embrace of the Earth. Picking up one, two, and three, he saw a feeling that could not be told. He said that he didn’t want anyone to know this kind of faint sadness. What is the main influence of people’s emotions? I am not sure, maybe it is due to simple physiological factors, or by someone, something, or learning to be Baidu, giving such an explanation: one: biological clock, two: changes in nature, three: color stimulation, four: bad living habits, five: women’s menstruation. One, two, three, all occupied. Okay! I get it! This is a season that is easy to learn to forget, just like fallen leaves rising in the wind. Floating, floating, one day will float to a place where nobody cares, like this, quiet, there is no relief of regret and concern. “Dancetothedeath”, such quiet pure music, tells a deep feeling that you can’t understand. Everyone can write lyrics at will without constraints or restrictions, you are the freest individual in the world. Da,da’s vigorous footsteps are approaching. You can see a gentleman in a white suit with his hands flying on the keys. You can see that cherry blossoms all over the sky are dancing with the wind, each beat is a unique and indispensable rhythm of life. A song ends, and cherry blossoms stand quietly in the air for meditation, but the end is not the final end. You said want to cry to play, very thought write. When the mood comes, you don’t have to be too quiet. What you have to do is already so clear. You can’t be sad or abandon yourself. Of course, you can’t doubt yourself. Everything is extremely beautiful before you go to the best end. Believe, this interpretation is given to you at the beginning of life, which makes you understand that this is the reality, this is the ending, and this is the cost of all the sudden enlightenment. Turning around, the pencil fell to the ground. The dazzling white floor scratched a deep scar, bent down, picked it up gently, stroked and told you that there was still 7cm of life, the yellow pencil sharpener slided slowly. I saw the moment of your life slip away bit by bit. I just wanted to comfort you. These were nothing. I thought it would leave a pain that could not be erased for a lifetime. I approached and wiped it with my finger, leaving a black mark between the index finger. It turned out that everything was just an illusion of sadness, floor, no pain, pencil, made unnecessary sacrifices.

The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. 2011-11-7 in Hebei

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Women like me……

Maybe it is because of my character that I am born to have no great achievements, because family affection, friendship and love are fettered on me, which occupies too much weight in my life, and I only yearn for a pure and happy life. So I didn’t think about how much I was going to have, but how much I wanted to pay for the love I loved. I am grateful to my parents for giving me a daughter, and at the same time banished me into an ocean full of love, so I like the kind of person who looks plain but feels warm inside. Some people around say that I am an arrogant woman! I don’t approve of his statement because I have never been arrogant and don’t want to be an arrogant woman. I just stick to my habit, do what I should do well, live my life quietly, and don’t flatter or boast; I don’t like bossy and powerful scumbags; I don’t want to talk more nonsense with people I don’t like; I won’t feel wronged for some interests, but all this has nothing to do with arrogance! No matter when you are busy or at leisure, you always like to put your mind in your safe box, so that you can live a more fulfilling life with yourself. During the day, I like to treat my colleagues and friends with a kind and peaceful smile, so as to let ease and happiness pass between us, sometimes in my own time, I will take out my mind and bask in the sun, just like reading a book. If I feel that the content is boring, I can arbitrarily tamper with the plot in my mind, finally, arrange an ending which makes me satisfied, but I will not immerse myself in the story made by myself. In many dead nights and quiet moments, wandering alone in the silent space, staring at the silent window, wandering in the deep heart and searching, the frozen picture became more and more blurred at that moment; different life feelings, I record the warmth with words. Those notes flowing between the words are the best comfort of the soul, purifying the impetuous life, and the elegance and peace in my heart. The imprints of the past fade away gradually in the years, silent, I have a deeper understanding and perception of life. So I often immerse myself in this wonderful note; Listen quietly, listen, an emotional voice, listen, the murmur of a person who loves me, these tiny warmth, slowly add together and merge into a kind of happiness. I like this kind of taste and slowly infiltrate. Every day, with such blessings and greetings echoing in my mind, I feel happy. There are many ways to be happy. I like this moment best. In fact, a woman like me is just a wisp of wind in life and the shadow of time. She does not seek for wind to leave traces, but only for happiness to highlight the nature of life. I knew that the wind that I was struggling to pursue left a few marks of yellow sand, maybe that was the price of sobbing; The shadow that I was painstakingly portrayed was branded with many dull echoes of impact, which was the product of sincerity. Wind, stumbling, shadow, stumbling, wind gets light, shadow gains clear, wind and shadow combine calmly. Light and natural, like the light clove girl in Dai Wangshu’s works, she went away gracefully, leisurely in the long and deep rain Lane. The sunshine of early winter shone on my face through the thin curtain. The mottled shadow blurred my eyes. I heard the sound of sunshine, which was like the breath of life, A wisp of sunshine is like my smile, slowly revealing the fragrance. How can the tender feelings, the feelings deposited in my heart and the wishes revealed between my lips disappear in the passing of time? No one can cheer for my life, but I still bloom quietly in my corner, spit a wisp of fragrance, and show my life calmly. Bloom calmly and return quietly. Let flying, lightness and happiness enrich the connotation of my life.

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An unsent letter

Looking through the letter of the past, I found this letter that had not been sent, from which I could see the feelings of the past. I really miss the years when I wrote this letter. Miss you! Standing in the cold wind, enjoy the bitter joy, extremely cold! After receiving the phone call from Huanjun at noon, I suddenly learned that my former friend had been flying for thousands of miles. I didn’t know what to say. The Northeast was so cold that it soaked people’s hearts and hearts! However, I have been so satisfied. The tranquility and peace here, especially the nature and tranquility like a paradise, once made me so deeply addicted and intoxicated. Here resounding the clank of cavalry, galloping horses, how many bold! Homesick, only in my dream, the sunny day and day will reflect my pale soul. I once thought that I was also a person who could fly with wings. In the future, any world can be obtained, ah, wrong, wrong, wrong, I really want to start from the beginning, and I will be another person from now on. I like a poem written by Haizi very much, facing the sea, the Spring is warm and blooming, it is very quiet, very romantic, very warm and beautiful, the sea is covered by rivers, the tolerance is great, listening calmly to the blooming of the heart, what a gentle poetry, haizi is advanced. Poets are all idealists and practitioners of beauty. They are all too emotional to be true. We have seen a saying in the movie that each of us has some kind of primitive nature in our bodies, if you can hear his call, then you should follow him and he will become your patron saint. At that time, my heart moved. When I was young, I heard a strange voice many times inexplicably. It was a strange feeling, like an impression from another world, a call from afar, the scorching sun and Dense grasslands in Africa seem to be in a certain reincarnation, where once was my home. Now there is no illusion anymore, which seems to transform into a real modern civilized person with a gentle appearance, struggling with everything in my heart, disgusting with everything, hypocritical with everything, enjoying everything, sad with myself, disgusting with myself! Today’s emotion is a desert. How to let him meet me? In my most beautiful moment, it seems to be an unreachable extravagant hope. Just like you, the exam is coming soon, I remember sitting hard in the self-study Hall the day before yesterday. My mood was like the dark clouds of that day. It was dark and I was told all over my face that no one would bother me! However, one of my classmates was a lovely person, a brave person and a person who was not afraid of death. He picked up my tiger beard, made me look twisted, and then slapped another good friend. Later, the result I saw was that a tearful person swallowed like a wife, a black face reciting questions and chanting scriptures, while I saw a loud laugh, like a madman, ah, these are the people under pressure. God is really a backhand for clouds and a fold for rain. The ice and snow smell in the school garden is on the ice and snow festival of Zhang Gong, the beacon tower of the Great Wall, the Flower and Fruit Mountain of the Heaven and the Earth, all, beautiful, everything, just a little distressed such a delicate and soft snow, I love this snow, I love this love in the snow.

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Phoenix Ancient City

[Introduction] color gradually thick, Tuojiang river edge diaojiaolou is neon rendering more brilliant, in River set off of, such as strains huge red coral, tears, don’t say a word. The music in the bar deafening, looked up to heaven and not moon and stars. Eyes covered with layers of fog, who accidentally ignited the this Phoenix? Phoenix character Noble, non-Morning Dew drink, non-nenzhu not eat, non-Millennium Indus bu qi. ——Inscription of Phoenix, everyone will not Stranger. Remember, mother embroidered pillow case, door curtain, insole, mostly of “dragon and phoenix pattern, long colorful Pteris forever beckons happy and peaceful life. Because of this, our country a lot of mountains are to Phoenix to named. The capital of Qinghai province Xining located n&s shan between Hehuang valley, and Nanshan also called Phoenix mountain, mountain Phoenix TV, said that there are the Golden Phoenix had alighted this, therefore named. Phoenix platform will be built on Phoenix Pavilion, Pavilion have que couplets Phoenix again, see Ancient city renovation, ten thousand yan jing, noted received fundus; Huangshui East, in vicissitudes, Chiaki Albert, overlooking City, banners: hehuang attracting. Annual jiu yue jiu Double Ninth Festival, people have boarded Phoenix TV, overlooking has 2100 nian history of Xining, view Xinjing yi gu ren, filled with emotion. This majestic Phoenix Pavilion, moment on blessing ancient city all things people. “Shan Hai Jing Nanshan” described Phoenix: Is Bird also, diet natural, self-song since ballroom dancing, see world peace. Visible, Phoenix in folk has a represents respected, auspicious, virtuous and beautiful. Phoenix as ancient Chinese legend of the king of birds, and dragons, become the endless ethnic totem. Ancient city of Phoenix, a national historical and cultural city, is located in Hunan Xiangxi Tuojiang River Road, surrounding mountains cage Cui, City Bridge water. Famous New Zealand writer Rewi Alley praised Phoenix for China’s most beautiful town. Literary giants Shen Congwen it describes, his hometown Phoenix: If from hundred years ago some older point of looking at the map, when can have northern Guizhou, Sichuan, Xiangxi a back of corner on, found a named town gan dots. There with other small point, in fact should have a city, in that city, settled three five thousand population. Phoenix small, quartzite of path, Ming and Qing dynasties repair suspending small building, exquisite fair of the small courtyard, oar sound zhou ying of Tuojiang river water, drying at the Riverside cloth underwear, waves Xiren floral, picturesque, dreamlike, such as ink smudge landscape painting, lets came to town all who drunk. Is that right, trail kept asking myself. Afternoon, car to Phoenix, but see city thronged, attraction, Tuojiang river water, in diaojiaolou under luxuriant, occasionally water planktonic Aquatic Tour swinging ….. see her moment, heart, slightly pain evening, a person along quartzite path silently walk, stalls on the row upon row, goods sold from towns in stores, full of Tujia and Miao style, silver handicrafts, embroidered, batik and tie-dyed cloth, and Phoenix, xue ba ya, Miao, case, Tujia brocade and so on, full of beautiful things in eyes, all this adds to the side street bustle in. Passing a sell shawl weaving shop, store furnishings very simple, wall hanging on one of the few cape, color most simple of to dark blue tone, interrupted red purple yellow foil mid-term, occasionally with fringed laces decoration elegant hanging in there, shop among the sitting old-fashioned loom, a plain clothes women’s bound up in weaving, white face no fendai, expression peace quiet, dress drag ground, real estate broker light get, weaving machine sound as noise. Not many tourists, most just come and see, see goods incomplete, not stop soon out out of the store, and a woman Weaver and not because there business enough active say hello, she methodical knitting own cloth, buried his head, hair falling over shoulder, outside noisy leaves her alone. Shop of deserted have shut off aura, in many noisy street shop dust out, no haggling, no goods than three home to give lessons, few people goes to to shop to a short stop, I to her side and looked at her quietly weaving, as if to return to old time, weaving noise such as fiddle strings, sounds proudly, Mill over. Very small time live in Hebei rural, vaguely remember elderly grandmother spinning weaving lines, cotton home planted with, spinning is spinning wheel slip-ingot slip-spinning out, spun cotton after loom weft woven, became solid color of woollen cloth, just knitted cloth rough, do bed sheet clothes will grinding skin, but wash for a long time, cloth will be more and more soft, such as Mu sunshine. But with industrial production of increasingly developed, spinning wheel, weaving machine, has already become from antique shop furnishings. Dusk was falling, Alley hallway light dimmed, woman got up light, still do not speak and smiled, I also smile, then step out the door, this small shop and shop unknown woman, in I left Phoenix the days after deep and shallow come to mind from her Enron’s expression in, as if see a call Cuicui woman, cuicui is beautiful in his novel “border town” in the women’s, striking for green mountains, a pair of eyes Qingming as Crystal, never worry about, never become angry …… I like Ann ran the likelihood of Phoenix woman, aloof, seiitsu out of the dust, lived a home life. Stone on the road pedestrian still continuous line, sitting alone in Tuojiang River side of the stone bench blowing. Waterfront a petite woman wearing rain boots in Daoyi, a one-hand feel on the mallet firmly fall, another hand churning washing of clothes, but also from time to time you drop a saponin powder, also not looked up traveller, she, became Tuojiang river edge together sound scenery. Looking at her, time back to long, old breath in the night comes and goes, a mottled off paint wooden door, a rusty iron, a yellow bindings, a nostalgic oldies, will let I have tears impulse. Old how good, qing lie lie of Tuojiang river water, Ann Ningning of life, weaving of Lady, embroidered woman, school in archaisms reading sound, shade shade of sleep in children, rafting salvage fish of men, yard decorated with the tie-dye denim, hillside full of wild rose and Azalea, no gin joints, not so much Hotel, no parking lot the size of, not so many visitors, phoenix, Hidden Mountains Xiushui, kept in purdah did not know, free to sing folk songs, play Silver, drink home-brewed rice wine, leisurely taste, such as in Nanshan. Have to quote once again from Mr. description: water fish come and go, quan ru floating in the air, cross-Strait multi-mountain, more mountain can make paper of bamboo, Elder for deep-green color, pressing eyes. Near water people Multi-in peach Apricot Lane, spring only attention, where peach blossom at will people, where people at is sure buy wine ……, is like Taoyuan hometown, World Foreign Language Wonderland. Such Phoenix, fly away? Ancient Greece has such a about Phoenix poignant legend: whenever dawn came, Phoenix just under the morning sun bath, and sing nice beautiful song, this world as if is Phoenix. Every 500 years, Phoenix can predict their own dying, it will with fragrant branches to nest, then in flames burning themselves, when it fast Burnin’ when, will have a newborn Phoenix from flames out, Phoenix Nirvana resulting, said nirvana after Phoenix can live forever. The darkness is gathering, Tuojiang river edge diaojiaolou is neon rendering more brilliant, in River set off of, such as strains huge red coral, tears, don’t say a word. The music in the bar deafening, looked up to heaven and not moon and stars. Eyes covered with layers of fog, who accidentally ignited the this Phoenix? Ancient city of Phoenix, I-stained, numerous in find you just for you.

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My victory!

Recent revise for an exam, mental and physical exhaustion, pain take advantage. When I was on duty last Friday, I suddenly felt sore all over my body and shivered from time to time. I thought, it’s broken, I’m going to catch a cold. So he hurriedly began to massage Fengfu acupoint, Fengchi acupoint and Yingxiang acupoint, and drank boiled water. After work, I went to take a hot bath first. When I came back, I used a hair dryer to blow the house and the wind pool, and drank ginger red bran tea, trying to nip the problem in the bud. I failed in the first round because of my illness. My fever reached 38.7 degrees on Saturday, my nose was leaking, and my nose was full of snot. In the morning, I was basking in the sun, and kept knocking on the lung Meridian with a massage hammer. There was no sign of improvement at one o’clock in the afternoon, and the dishes on the farm could not be picked up. I held a hot water bag and curled up in the bed. Evening slip amount, Goodfellas 39.7-degree, Wonder: not cordon, to teether hold on. My husband forced me to hang up the water, but he refused to go. I took cold medicine again. Antibiotics forced me to take it. Looking at a bunch of colorful pills, I couldn’t take it at all. I haven’t taken any medicine for many years. However, the unlucky body was more disappointing, coughing from time to time. Sometimes it was like a rooster beating, and sometimes it was like a white goose shouting. It was so suffocated that it could not clear the thick phlegm in the trachea. My husband patted my back while complaining: It’s so stupid that I don’t go to the hospital and toss around at home. It costs a lot to burn pneumonia. I still ignored him, got into the bed, looked at the picture in the book and began to draw cans. 12 cans, pulled out for two rounds, with purple round spots on the back of the chest. My husband couldn’t beat me. He just kept pouring tea for me and said from time to time: get up and take you to the hospital. Seeing me pretending to be deaf and mute, he said fiercely: tie up and tie you to the hospital tomorrow! I was panting heavily, and my hands were not idle. I pressed the cough and asthma spots on my hands and feet in the bed. I felt that I couldn’t sleep enough in the past. I also felt that it was hard to stay up all night. Sit for a while, lie down for a while, then push her husband and say: drink water. I didn’t know how many cups I drank, and fell asleep in a daze. When I woke up, the fever went down unexpectedly. I won the second round. On Monday, he dragged his weak body to work again. His throat was hoarse and he still had to insist on class. Sometimes he coughed with stabbing pain in his chest and his throat was as hot as his eyes. It was easy to get off work. As soon as he got home. I really found a few, so I began to use boiled water to wash honey eggs, and then went to bed after drinking, and dinner was also free. Cough is much better at night, and I can barely fall asleep when lying down. My throat got better the next day, but I was very weak and sweated after doing a little thing. My husband bought an old hen and added radix astragali to make soup. Gradually, my throat was no longer painful, my cough was getting better, and I was also spirited. I won again in the third round. After a week of competition, I finally defeated the cold and won a decisive victory! Although his voice was a little hoarse, he still snickered for his own record and was complacent for the knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine he had learned in recent years. It’s just a cold. What’s the big deal? I just don’t go to the hospital to get a bottle. I deeply feel that a good husband is as important as health this time! 2011 nian 1 yue

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Laughing is the best beauty

[Introduction] as for the happy appearance of the mulberry-picking woman in [the book of songs], it can be said that it is a classic of young women’s glancing facial expressions for thousands of years.

A girl I know well, who is in charge of a hotel. Although the girl’s appearance is not outstanding, she is recognized as the most beautiful and vivid girl in this hotel. She just laughed when she was loose. She didn’t laugh or talk. She hung a bright smile like flowers on her face all day long. The boss of the hotel and the staff of No. 100 liked her very much. Let alone the customers who came to eat. They said that with this lady’s warm smile service, our customers would feel at home. That is to say, no matter whether a girl is very beautiful or not, she can be much more beautiful and vivid as long as she writes a bright smile on her face. In ancient China, people paid special attention to and appreciated the smiles of young women. There are not only the wonderful theories of smiling for ten years, but also the sincere admiration of looking back and smiling at Bai Meisheng. As for the happy appearance of the mulberry-picking woman in [the book of songs], it can be said that it is a classic of young women’s glowing facial expressions for thousands of years. With the increasingly fierce social competition and the aggravation of psychological load, the facial expressions of some young women at present are indeed becoming more and more stiff and stiff. Such a balsam pear face makes people feel depressed. These girls don’t know when they forget to smile and when they start to smile little. Although they were willing to spend a lot of money to buy expensive cosmetics and gorgeous and fashionable clothes, the lack of that charming and smiling rainbow on their faces was between intentional and unintentional, lost a little bit of charm and confidence of youth, unconsciously lost affinity in the contact with others, which made people stay away from each other. Young girls lose many beautiful things because they forget or seldom smile. Although they were dressed up with jewels and bodies, their beauty would inevitably be greatly reduced because the expressions on their faces were too serious and melancholy. Imagine that even if a young woman was born with national beauty and beautiful figure, but if she was sad and worried all day long, then her beauty would certainly be questioned by people, at least people think she is not easy to get close to, too lofty, and she is an authentic cold-blooded beauty. In this way, for young women, the best beauty is not the high-end cosmetics, not the expensive gorgeous clothes, but your smile like the morning glow. Your sweet and vivid smile is the best beauty. She doesn’t need you to spend a penny, but she can give you rich returns. Smile youth is your youth, and confidence is your confidence. It is the spring breeze, which can dissolve your inner barriers; It is sunshine, which can be the adhesive for you to coordinate complex interpersonal relationships; it is a secret weapon to win without fighting, which can make you dry and separate into silk —— girls who love beauty should always smile, because smiling like flowers is your best beauty master. It is hard to imagine that we would say that a girl with dark facial expressions and sighing is very beautiful, although she has regular facial features, fair skin color and tall figure, although she wore brand names from head to foot.

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Girls’ silent

The weather in recent days is particularly clear, but my mood is like the colored glaze on the ground. Under the sunshine, there is a lonely stubborn wound. My friends all persuaded me to go out for a walk when they saw me like this. I thought I didn’t want to do anything anyway, so I really went out. Walking aimlessly and casually, I unconsciously reached the foot of a mountain opposite the Fenghe River. Looking up, although the mountain is not too high, the scenery on the hillside is unique. Shrub plants that are not very high and large are luxuriant and cover the hillside. You can also vaguely see several trees with uncertain names that have already blossomed. I think they may be apricot trees or peach trees. Now that came to mountain, why not top sit. Thinking like this, I have already climbed on the path which is not obvious. It is not difficult to see that few people climb that mountain. Perhaps, it is because the mountain is not so high; Or, in some people’s eyes, this cannot be called a mountain at all, but a bigger slope. Walking and having a rest all the way, at the place which was about to reach the top, I suddenly heard a faint and elegant tune from the top of the mountain. This song was so familiar that it seemed to be heard in the background music in that teacher’s space. Looking for the music to the top quickly, a picture came into view: a girl sat leisurely on the green slope, focusing on the drawing board held up in front of her. A light white sportswear, with a ponytail, looks very quiet, very clean face with a slight smile. MP5 beside me exudes the casual song I heard at first. I suddenly felt guilty that my appearance destroyed such a beautiful picture. But she smiled lightly at me and continued to paint. It can be seen from her smile that she did not reject my sudden appearance. I sat down gently on the slope beside her and saw what she was drawing. She smiled lightly again, as if she didn’t mind. The peach blossom of a tree is gorgeous, and the petals floating in the air seem to smell the fragrance. A very classical woman with long hair fluttering in her clothes, holding a jade flute and slightly opened her lips, indulged herself in a sea of flowers. It turned out that what she painted was not what she saw before her eyes. I was a little confused, a sketch, but painted the imaginary things. Just about to ask, she also stopped writing, as if the painting had been finished. I guessed that she would certainly ask me how I drew, so she thought fast and thought of two beautiful words. Unexpectedly, she said: is this artistic conception good? And. Is light smile. The moment she smiled, I found her eyes were very clean and clear. I haven’t seen such eyes for a long time among people of my age. It is beautiful and romantic, but it is too far from the reality. I also answered lightly. It seems that you are a person who likes reality. She asked me casually as she tidied up the drawing board. I said: No, I’m tired of reality. In this way, I talked about reality and imagination with her. The tune is still around our ears, and we are still talking in a faint tone. At that moment, before I went up the mountain, I was very upset and suddenly very quiet. I couldn’t tell why. What calmed down my throbbing and anxiety? Is it a quiet song? Quiet her? Or this quiet painting that I walked into by accident? I think it is due to the combination of these three factors. In the light conversation, she learned that she was a student of Shaanxi youth academy and also a sophomore. She studied e-commerce, but she liked art and literature very much. I like to linger among mountains and rivers alone. I asked her why she liked a person. She said that she would feel lonely if there were many people. I asked her if she had many friends. She said that she seemed to have many friends, but did she really want to accompany her to sit on the top of the mountain. I asked her if she had a boyfriend. She said, yes, but they haven’t met each other yet. He may still be on the way. I understand that he in her heart is in her simple and beautiful imagination. I also believe that only he in her imagination is worthy of such a lonely and beautiful girl. She suddenly said that I looked like a very depressed boy, but her eyes did not look at me, but looked at the open space in the distance. If it were usual, I would certainly deny it or disguise it. However, facing her, I said, maybe. She said, in fact, depressed boys are very talented. I lightly smile. She went on to say, but long-term depression is bad for body and mind. Finally, I suggest that I feel happy with nature. At dusk, we went down the mountain together. On the way down the mountain, I asked her whether she would go to the top of the mountain to paint alone in the future. She said she had a wish: to go through all the mountains to see. I said, in fact, I also have such a wish. She said that if she could meet at the top of the mountain next time, she would change to paint the real scenery in the future. After saying this, she smiled happily. When parting, I asked her: you can play flute, right? She smiled and nodded. I suddenly remembered her painting and the woman who played the flute in the painting.

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