Month: October 2017

Tiao tart

I don’t know these two words. The first time I saw them was in Xue Xiaochan’s article. Some things in the world seem to have a lot of fate with myself. I like them once I saw them, I like some expressive and strong words, which are very vivid, such as panic, domineering, seeing words is like seeing a face, all emotions, all descriptions stop in one word. Chinese language is the essence, so is writing articles. The words should be used appropriately, one more point is heavy, and one less point is light, one word is the highlight of the whole article. But I can’t use this word, and I don’t know where to use it. I just think it can express my feelings and inexplicably like it. Like love, it is a feeling, a feeling of love at first sight, can’t tell the reason, also can’t tell the reason. I like the words which are frivolous, such as a dragonfly, like a wild horse, light, soft, can not see the end, I think the article is also melody, like listening to a song, floating up and down, graceful, swaying feeling. It was like dancing a waltz, wandering in the music, the music stopped, and the words also stopped. I really don’t like thick and heavy. Although it is not deep and realistic, I just like this kind of light ethereal. The same is true. When I was young, I liked to be different. Although I had always been a steady girl in others’ eyes, I liked to play with flamboyant and frivolous girls. Everyone was surprised, I can’t tell the reason, that is, I like things that others dislike. The more I like, the more I like. Maybe I am too stable and lack of personality, or I am young and rebellious, and I want to seek alternative stimulation, now I can’t figure out why. When I just graduated, I always felt that I was immature. I wanted to dress up mature. I always chose some professional clothes, how to dress up a lady, and how to wear a pair of eyes, as a teacher, people who met me would ask, are you a teacher? I really think it is a pity that I didn’t stick to the education industry. I think people will change, with age, mood and personality, but now I hate formal wear, like some non-mainstream clothes, like trending, although I hate the following style in my heart, I like the fashionable clothes. Clothes are really not what you like to wear. You should have courage and figure. If you don’t have a devil figure, don’t think about those weird gestures. Hey, look at your figure again, really wants to can’t, helpless owned. I didn’t make up before, and never thought about it. I always felt that the woman who made up was not calm enough. Now think about it, I didn’t know how to live at that time, and I didn’t have passion for life. I always felt that I was an ugly duck, I don’t have confidence, so I don’t pay attention to my dressing up. There is a saying that there are no ugly women, only lazy women. Women can’t be lazy at any time, and can’t be lazy to themselves, delicate dressing is the respect for life and yourself, so is your lover, who doesn’t like to see his wife’s sloppy and lazy appearance. Accessories I like earrings best. I like brighter and bigger ones. Although they are decorations, they are not valuable or noble. They are charming and colorful in others’ eyesight, but I just like it. A few days ago, I picked up some headwear in the store, one of which I wore on the same day. Xiaoli and I said, “I like this one, which is energetic and passionate, there is a kind of exquisite and Freaking evil spirit. One day, there came a girl in the store who was just so-so-looking, with a little loose hair, a non-mainstream body and a thick and colorful makeup. Although I like to dress up, I don’t approve of dressing up like this, which is a little overdone, she didn’t like it very much, and even almost hated it. Therefore, I didn’t respond to her. She strolled around, looked at some things and asked a few questions. I also ignored it. When she left, she said: Sister, I’m leaving. Bye-bye is this sentence. When it comes to my heart, I put down everything in my hands and gave her a kind smile, well, bye-bye. I’m a little ashamed. I think that girl is beautiful, but she is ugly and has an ugly personality. People all say that the older people are, the more they like coquettish things. Look at those old ladies who have gray hair and need to wear bright red clothes. Young people never dare to wear them. Young people all like to wear plain and black, the older you are, the more fancy you like. The older you are, the more fancy you like. Is it because I am old? Is my mentality old? I always like some bright things. I think it is enough for a person to be calm enough in his heart, beautiful and strong enough in his heart, is there anything wrong with being light and thin outside? People need to be balanced, and their hearts also need to be released. If one day I am old, I will also wear a bright red dress.

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Years recollections

Time flies like a song. Standing at the threshold of middle age, I feel the meaning of the Sun and the moon more and more deeply. Looking back, the past 40 Spring and Autumn period seemed like a string of spray, either surging and flying, or gloomy and gloomy, and finally all disappeared in the rolling river of time, gone forever. What is left is the gravel sinking at the bottom of the river, which is the knot deep in my memory. From the Sun to the moon, spring to autumn. Youth goes further and further with the passing years, and the beauty fades gradually with the reincarnation of the four seasons. Thinking of the ancient classic language, Zi said in Sichuan: The dead are like a husband! Born as an ordinary woman, she was in the world of mortals and had no chance to stand on Sichuan with Yaxing to experience the feelings of Saints. It was just in the fragrance of daily necessities, in the rhythm of pots and pans, in the silence after being busy, I lamented the ruthlessness of time and the changeability of the world. Life is a lifetime, grass and trees are in autumn. The four seasons of the year, spring, summer, autumn and winter, are not the portrayal of life? Through the innocent, poor and happy childhood and the ambitious and passionate youth, we have reached a heavy middle age in a hurry. Middle age symbolizes responsibility and success. It is a season of maturity and harvest. I in middle-aged site inventory with,,,,,, wasted years, trials and hardships. Along the way, I have cried, laughed, loved and resented, hesitated and struggled, and more were the struggle of self-improvement and the struggle of unwilling to fall behind. I have experienced the joy of success and the sour taste of failure; I have experienced unnecessary suffering and impulsive punishment; Now I have experienced the true meaning of love and the meaning of love. Life is short, you should cherish it yourself. A person’s life, just for decades, has passed forever, no matter right or wrong, no matter honor or disgrace. What we face and welcome is tomorrow, an unknown future. What truly belongs to us is only today, only now, only what we have now. Therefore, cherish the present and possess. I always like one sentence, and here I borrow it: choose what you love and love what you choose. No matter to people, no matter to things.

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Sun of lian yu

[Introduction] Therefore, the days under the sun are the happiest. I can bask in the best mood, burn my skin to dark, and absorb all the breeze, I can be flowers intoxicated, relaxed and happy, how free and easy, this music elimination worry, life enjoy, fully at home. Maybe it was the arrangement of God that I was exiled to Kunming, a city with warm, simple, and antique taste, because of the mistake of postgraduate entrance examination, which made me have an indissoluble bond with her. At first, I just came to Kunming with a feeling of sadness and loss. When I gradually got to know the city from the media literature, maybe my heart became more curious, surprised and longing. Yunnan is a provincial city with many ethnic customs and tourist attractions. I don’t know whether it can be attributed to her exotic border customs. There is always a fascinating state of mind, which can be described as blessing and misfortune, because of this, I got the opportunity to put into her arms more practically and warm her slowly, and even fell in love with her deeply till now. I still don’t understand why Kunming always has a reason to persuade me to accept him and hug her with open arms, which makes me obsessed with her emotionally. Once upon a time, I read a sad novel “Kunming, the cold rain that night”. I still remember that the sad love story of Wan’er in the book is just like my life fate rising and falling in Kunming at this moment, which makes me ponder and reverie, when I came to this city, I realized that Kunming was indeed an affectionate city. It certainly didn’t mean the standing stakes in Kunming and the prosperity of hair weaving machine business. Kunming was just like a delicate and gentle city, the flowery and jade-like girl came with an intoxicating pace shaking her graceful figure. There was always a feeling that made people feel overwhelmed. However, I like this feeling very much, and I prefer this city which is full of lingering feelings in spring, there is always an unspeakable joy and satisfaction. Kunming is not only like spring all the year round, but also a paradise on Earth with sunshine. I don’t like the sea of flowers in Kunming very much, but I am obsessed with the sunshine in Kunming. Or because of my life experience, the mountain city where I was born is certainly beautiful, and the weather is beautiful and the weather is smooth, but I prefer Kunming with abundant sunshine and dislike the plum rain season in the south of the Yangtze River. There is little rain in Kunming, but there is a feeling of winter when it rains. Kunming can see four seasons a day. Basically, 4/5 of Kunming belongs to a climate of thousands of miles of clear sky. The breeze blows, mixed with the fragrance of waves in the sea of flowers. There are few birds, so I can’t hear any music of nature. But the charm of Plateau Pearl still exists, but it can make me drunk alone in the breeze, comfortable and refreshing from the heel to the top of the head. Therefore, the days under the sun are the happiest. I can bask my mood to the best, I can burn my skin to dark, I can absorb all the breeze, I can be intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers, and I am relaxed and happy, how free and easy it is, enjoy it, and enjoy life like a fish in water. I remember that there is a classic work “Love in Love” in Korean TV series. Now in Kunming, I can only love sunshine, but I can’t gallop in love with my horse. Now with the sunshine, there is no one to pour out the love words, the beloved sugar is not around, and the love words in the sunshine become pale and feeble. I am still used to stopping and listening while rushing, leave Ashima’s story to Qingfeng to chant, leave his own future to his own hands to control the rudder, struggle while enjoying, interpretation of life, but can only sing while walking. I just sincerely hope that when Happiness knocks at the door, I am already waiting at home.

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Suddenly remind of you

[Introduction] I was not born to enjoy it. The air-conditioning wind blowing out from the Tut blew my stomach cold, which was extremely uncomfortable. Just one or two days later, I was ill. After four meals, I just drank boiled water, but felt hungry. People are wandering in the shade, restless.

On the morning of August, when the cool breeze was blowing, I sat on the stone edge of the bus platform and suddenly thought of you. So, I took out my cellphone, and there was an impulse to send you a text message. In the sky of August, I was brushing the blue sky and white clouds with a clear brush. Before the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, the hot sunshine still dominates the whole universe. The hot and hot air will tightly bind you and gently press your skin, making the rough pores expand, expand and expand again until you sweat like rain, hiding in the curtain of air conditioner like a mouse. I was not born to enjoy it. The air-conditioning wind blew out directly made my stomach shrink, which was extremely uncomfortable. Just one or two days later, I was ill. After four meals, I just drank boiled water, but felt hungry. People are wandering in the shade, restless. People wander in the golden sunshine and feel restless. It’s hot outside and cold inside, what a worry word this time! However, this morning was an exception. Outside, the breeze is blowing everywhere, and there is a great intention of coming in autumn. The whole sky was clean and bright, and the noisy road in the past changed its normal state. A few cars came occasionally, and suddenly disappeared. Pedestrians are dotted with various key points in an orderly manner. Standing on the bus platform of Cross Street, waiting for the arrival of 216, facing the breeze and breathing the fresh air in the morning, people suddenly felt refreshed, and the minor ailments in recent days seemed to have recovered. For a moment, I chose a relatively clean place and sat on the stone edge of the platform, feeling the sudden peace and silence. I looked up inadvertently, but saw a round of clear mirror hanging in the white Milky Way. It is hiding at the top of the tall building of Regal Hotel, peeping at the dust of the universe in the morning and comforting the vicissitudes of the world. I think it must be chang ‘e who made the present surroundings clean, quiet and serene. For no reason, I thought of Su Dongpo’s “when is the moon in the water melody” when is the moon? I asked Qingtian about the wine. I don’t know what year the palace is in the sky. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that the building is too cold. Dance to figure out what the shadow looks like in the world. Transfer to Zhu Pavilion, low Qi family, sleepless. There should be no hatred, why do you grow to another time? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. This matter is difficult to complete. Long Life, partings. Thinking about it, I smiled with my elbow against my knees and my palm dragging my cheek. In a flash, I restrained my smile and looked up at the bright jade pot again. It seemed that I saw a small sign of Mid-Autumn Festival hanging on the cassia tree. Suddenly, I remembered you. So, I took out my mobile phone and sent you a text message. You are the cancer planted in my body, and you are also the staple food in my life… I am sending a message with my head down, but I didn’t want Liu Jian, my classmate, passing by me accidentally by riding an electric car. He caught a glimpse of me and pretended to say, “Hey, do you want to hit the motorcycle? I was too focused and didn’t respond to him. Seeing the trend, he pushed the front wheel of the car to the front of my head and repeated: Boss, do you want to hit the motorcycle? Don’t Pay! I was stunned, raised up and smiled to him. The message was not finished yet. In the morning of August, the cool breeze was blowing. I sat on the stone edge of the bus platform and suddenly thought of you. Therefore, I took out my mobile phone and felt an impulse to send you a text message (2011-8-21)

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Autumn really coming!

[Introduction] on autumn days, the window and door can be wide open. There is no need to fasten it tightly or hide it. It can let the patter wind blow from north to south and jump from the inner to the corridor. At night when the breeze was blowing, our family of three lay on the bamboo trunk, talking about Chang ‘e and Firefly.

Always Live 2.1 lines, busy, either in the car or at home. However, when I stayed at home for a long time, I always sat under the air conditioner like a turtle, enjoying the coolness of artificial ice wind. Only when you leave the door can you feel the feeling of Ice and Fire. Presumably, city dwellers are all ordinary, so close to the air conditioning wind. It seems that the air conditioner has become a necessity in the hot season. However, heat-resistant people like me would like the Pu fan in their childhood. When we were young, we fell asleep in the hand fan, and we would wake up unconsciously under the influence of sweat. Shake up the Pu fan again, stir up the pure natural wind, and continue to sleep. I once remembered that on that hot and hot autumn night with mosquitoes and flies, my father, my mother and my siblings sat in the alley beside the house to enjoy the cold. Father and mother whispered in a low voice about the coming year, while we played in the cool breeze, chased each other, stepped on the shadows under the moonlight, which was a common game. There is pure natural wind blowing, although there are occasional bites of mosquitoes and flies, but the atmosphere under the moonlight is harmonious and happy. The innocent and natural night makes people miss it! Now, I didn’t notice when the first pattering wind of early autumn swept over the treetop and the window lattice. At night, the Fuhe River with Moonlight is particularly dazzling. Under the blurred light, there was a faint light on the rippling water surface. The Breeze passed by, just like the golden light scattered by the Fairy, which was straight compared with the Stars. For me, there is a little strange thin cool. When I got home, my wife said thoughtfully: It’s a little cold to wear short sleeves! I subconsciously said: Yes. Don’t know why? It’s a cool autumn, autumn is coming! Wife laughed. No one told me the coming intention of autumn, no one told me the specific season of autumn, and no one told me the first trace of the bleak autumn wind. However, the message of autumn is conveyed by the rustling wind. When the autumn wind crossed the leaves, flowed through the Fuhe River and touched my skin lightly, the cycle of seasons had already been implanted into our bodies silently, but I didn’t notice the faint. However, listening to my wife’s laughter, I was really shocked, thinking and losing something! On autumn days, the window and door can be wide open. There is no need to fasten it tightly or hide it. It can let the patter wind blow from north to south and jump from the inner to the corridor. At night when the breeze was blowing, our family of three lay on the bamboo trunk, talking about Chang ‘e and Firefly. It is time for the air conditioner on the wall to rest early. Maybe it will come on stage only when the next season changes. And the next one that came in handy was the landing electric fan. I hadn’t watched it rotate clockwise for a long time, and I haven’t heard it blowing for a long time. However, when we saw off the heat in the hot sun, left the stuffy cold under the air conditioner, calmed down in the cool autumn wind, and lay on the bed with lazy waist stretching, but we didn’t know where it was, A small red-backed dragonfly has been crammed out of the deep alley, sliding out of a unique dance posture, taking the cool wind to rush to a gorgeous lotus pond dance banquet. The blue sky and white clouds in the sky were getting farther and farther, and the chrysanthemum on the ground had been scattered with freehand brushwork. After an autumn wind, it highlighted the bright yellow outside the score. At dusk of Sunset, a bird stopped at a roof for a rest. Facing the breeze in the alley, he sorted out the messy feathers with his sharp mouth from time to time. A melodious flute came from the deep alley, drifting far away with the curling smoke. When I woke up, I pushed the window, but the wind came. It turned out that there was an autumn rain last night, and the moist air came to me with cool pulse, which made me relaxed and happy. As the saying goes, autumn rain and cold, autumn is really coming! (2011-9-6)

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

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Fleeting qiu yu

As time went by, ten months slipped away from my eyes day by day. Recently, the whole brain has been blank, as if it was rusty and stopped running. Standing quietly in front of the window, the autumn wind roared with the sadness peculiar to the north, and everything withered. Blue Clouds, yellow leaves. Autumn is full of waves, with cold smoke on the waves. shan ying setting sun days water. The grass is ruthless, and even outside the setting sun …… understand the song lyrics, feel the sadness of autumn, and stop talking. Mo Dao is not fascinating, the curtain rolls west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers. Thinking about the past years, maybe this kind of feeling makes me feel the existence of life, the beauty of being alive, and release many emotions in my heart better! Sitting quietly in front of the computer alone, thinking about the spring flooded my brain. Suddenly there was a desire to write something and send it to the autumn that was about to flow away. The constant thoughts and the constant words are cut. The Moonlight poured in from the window, light, floating thoughts falling like flowers …… I wanted to go back by the wind, but I was afraid that qionglou Yuyu would be extremely cold at the top. Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world …… there are often friends who send me words that are too cold to stand high. I just smile lightly without answering. I never thought that I had any great ideals and ambitions. I just did my job quietly and dutifully in a plain way, which was worthy of my conscience. In life, let yourself be optimistic and open-minded, and be happier because others are happy. In fact, happiness is not necessarily because of having more, but because of having a relaxed and natural heart. Facing the noisy world, I learned to smile calmly; In the complex, there was a pure world belonging to myself, quiet, independent, indifferent and peaceful. Life is changing and there are too many hardships. In the four seasons of reincarnation, I feel busy and hard work, pleasure and pain, and sigh the vicissitudes of life. Facing the complexity and chaos of modern society, more and more people are mentally poor. Material desires fly everywhere. Many people struggle in the worldly wisdom and feel tired to live. Then why not treat yourself well? To release yourself? Make yourself relaxed and happy? Happiness is given by oneself. I am very ordinary woman, and she doesn’t care how others treat herself, be herself forever, do what she likes, and find a harbor for her soul to rest. There is a scene that makes me intoxicated. A cup of tea, a piece of music, a roll of poems and books surpass the reality in the hazy moonlight and enter the ideal dream world. Long hair fluttering, carrying a wisp of blue fragrance, holding a oiled paper umbrella in hand, strolling on the flat and narrow green slate knocked down by the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. Washed but bright, dressed in white, Into Tang and Song poetry. Looking at the distant Meng Haoran, the elegant and bold Li Bai, the gloomy Du Fu, the Qingyang Bai Juyi, the lingering Liu Yong, the gorgeous Wen Tingyun, the graceful Li Yu, the broad-minded Su Shi, and the sad and beautiful jade, the elegant Lu You, Song Yu, Wang Zhihuan, Wang Wei and Zi ang Yu were wandering in the poems of Tang and Song dynasties, singing and dancing on the beautiful West Lake, stepping on the Orchid Boat full of Yi ‘an fragrance and listening to the sound of flute from the West Lake. Let the Bright Moon of the 24th Bridge testify, embrace the everlasting silence, Lingbo through the ages, sing with Dongpo, the waves are gone, the characters are singing with Ma Zhiyuan, the withered vines, the old trees, the Crows, the small bridge, the flowing water,, sunset, heartbroken people in the horizon. Feel the autumn wind, autumn rain, autumn feeling, autumn meaning. Month Liushao head, after. “The crowd looked for him thousands of times, suddenly looking back, but that man was in the source of the dim light. A kind of sustenance of heart mirror, a kind of intoxication and relaxation of mood, a kind of quiet peace! I indulged in my own world quietly, wandering in the ink of Qinxiang books, tired of prosperity, calm and calm in silence, simple in silence, and happy in my own happiness! In fact, when you feel bored and unhappy, as long as you choose a suitable angle, you will have a kind of joy and excitement at any time and in any process. Build a paradise of your own, let yourself forget everything in the world, and enjoy the simple beauty created by yourself happily. Everyone has a way to choose their own life and survival, and common things are nothing but things outside. After busy work, I just want to vent myself with words, pick up the pen in my hand to write time and express myself. Stick to your own city in the unreal Network World, perfect yourself and purify yourself in the dreamy realm. Look at the rumors and events on the Internet calmly. Don’t want to participate, don’t want to comment. In the withered memory, It was once a pile of sadness and frustration, pain or injury. I just waited silently and endured silently. No matter how hard I was, I adhered to my own beauty. Time proved his elegance. Without discrimination or explanation, justice would defeat evil eventually. Like writing, addicted to writing. Sometimes I do things without thinking, without extravagant demands. I just do things casually, freely and without seeking results. It’s simple and transparent, and doesn’t matter being cheated. Don’t expect, cherish it if you have it, don’t force what you can’t get, and don’t worry about others’ mistakes. Many mistakes are often caused by both parties, and they are also responsible. Why bother to resent and force each other? In vain, it is just to make yourself unhappy. Time will dilute everything. When thinking about a lot of things, there is always nothing to lose, but on the contrary, there is a pleasant and detached pleasure. We can create a beautiful, happy and harmonious life by embracing all rivers and rivers, having great tolerance, respecting and embracing each other. Time is always passing unconsciously in the depth of memory. I am used to holding my dream and writing thoughts full of my heart. In any case, it is my own happiness, simple and not excessive pursuit, just walking quietly in my own world, romantic my whole life!

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

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

Waiting

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

Be good at listening to different voices and opinions

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

Read The Bridges of Madison County

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

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

Sick time

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

qi yue · Chinese

[Introduction] If the Beijing-Shanghai high-speed rail fails, then 7-23 is unacceptable. This incident completely involved the high-speed rail in the fierce fire. I don’t understand that the high-speed rail is not an insider either, however, I still think it is necessary for the high-speed rail to reflect on itself. No matter it is the basic equipment, the design of the program or the intermediate management link, as well as the prediction and emergency response of risks, the iron boss should really think about it carefully.

The uproar of 7 23 hasn’t come to an end yet. The riot of **started again. It seems that this month is an unfortunate event like China’s gangsterdom day. Together, the gourd was pulled down, let the land of China have no chance to breathe, and make the Chinese people full of resentment. Today, when we see that five trains of Shanghai-Nanjing high-speed railway are delayed due to equipment failure, some passengers hit the window in advance to jump out of the train, there is an inexplicable pain in my heart, and I can feel my heart trembling and tightening instantly. Some people start talking about the finger again until high-speed rail, passengers of worry is not lingering fear, 7 23 rear-end collisions that-like appalling, how can not cause query of public, it should be understandable that there are some extreme behaviors that can make passengers rush to panic. But we can’t lose our confidence in China’s railway just because of an accident, right? Memories qi yue high tie zhen can be described as house leakage slants meet rain, most at first is Beijing-Shanghai high-speed railway continuous appear multiple times fault, news reports, Beijing-Shanghai high-speed railway 5 days to 6 in fault, among them, two high-speed rails were forced to change trains within one day on July 14th, and another high-speed rail was delayed due to failure. This news attracted many media and public discussions, pushing the safety of China’s high-speed rail to the forefront of the storm. Moreover, Japanese media hyped that China’s high-speed rail was pirated Japanese Shinkansen and said gloomily, seeing that China’s pirate high-speed rail has an accident again. Hearing this news, I really wanted to beat little Japan, but then I relieved my hatred. These guys took others’ misfortunes as jokes and said, “Don’t you know how many incidents have happened in your Oriental Shinkansen, even if we are plagiarizing, we have to find a master to copy it. How can we take a pirate of high-speed rail with frequent accidents? Isn’t it because we lift stones and hit our feet, even an ordinary woman like me could calculate this account, besides, our country. For the failure of Beijing-Shanghai high-speed rail, I think every new thing should have a mature process. We can’t say that high-speed rail is unsafe because of the failure of high-speed rail. Think about it, there is still a run-in period even if the car leaves the factory and goes public, let alone the high-speed rail. We should give the high-speed rail some time, and I believe that our high-speed rail will give people a satisfactory answer after a period of running-in. High-speed rail failures occur frequently. I think whether it is the pressure of public opinion or others, our high-speed rail has already paid enough attention to this problem and made every effort to improve it, they need our understanding and tolerance more. If the failure of the Beijing-Shanghai high-speed rail is said, then 7-23 is unacceptable. This thing completely involved the high-speed rail in a fierce battle. I don’t understand that the high-speed rail is not an insider either, however, I still think it is necessary for the high-speed rail to reflect on itself. No matter it is the basic equipment, the design of the program or the intermediate management link, as well as the prediction and emergency response of risks, the iron boss should really think about it carefully. 7 23 although the high-speed rail has an unshirkable responsibility for the accident, we should not be encouraged by some people with ulterior motives. From the beginning of the accident to the search and rescue, clean-up and compensation, rumors have been constantly reported. Those victims, the families of the injured were in a sad mood. Their grief turned into resentment against the high-speed rail. Everyone was the same. No one could calm down when seeing their relatives and friends suffering such accidents, every time I read the news, there is always a kind of unspeakable depression and pain in my heart. For those victims, for the death of both parents, little Yi who is still strong, for those injured who are still being treated in hospital. An old man told me the day before yesterday that when doing news, we should report and analyze the whole event at a certain height. We should not be affected by most emotions, and we must analyze objectively, otherwise, that is a kind of irresponsibility to readers. I have been in touch with news for too short time, and some of the key points can’t be grasped naturally. But I know that everything can’t be analyzed from one angle, and should be viewed and studied comprehensively, then we can draw a conclusion. As for the high-speed rail, I wonder whether it should be corrected for a period of time while complaining and distrusting. For example, today’s high-speed rail equipment failure, let’s think about it from another perspective. There is such a big accident in the high-speed rail, they will certainly check all the equipment and start to maintain it. During this period, if something happens, should we also hold a tolerant attitude, not to mention that the high-speed rail cannot receive the signal is temporarily stopped abnormally for safety. What’s more, the terrorist attacks of **really started one after another. What happened to China in July? When I saw the report about **on Phoenix TV, I extremely hated those violent terrorists in my heart. They aimed their sharp weapons at innocent people directly. I really don’t know whether they have sisters and brothers or parents, they advocate religious beliefs, but deviate from the normal track. As far as I know, all religious beliefs are based on truth, goodness and beauty, but these terrorists tend to be partial and worship blindly. They dream of independence and do the most shameful things every day, if the originator of religion can really see that I don’t know how to face these villains? The July in China is black, while the July in China is spent in the storm. It is covered by some dark clouds without seeing the sunshine in the distance, but I firmly believe that the motherland will become stronger and better.

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[Introduction] this is a rainy night. The rain blows lotus leaves and the wind knocks on the window lattice. I was depressed for a whole night in the wind and rain. In the later days, I buried myself in the pile of old papers and sorted out the materials of my head desperately, which gradually faded the depression. In this era, text messages are just like bean sprouts, which can blow up your mobile phone accidentally. If you can receive a letter, the content is clear and transparent, and the font is natural and elegant, it will be really sweet. Most of the time, the more eager you are to hold an umbrella, the more romantic you are in the drizzle, and also hope to meet a lilac-like girl. The sun will show your face, and the Pearl of hope will disappear. Maybe God paid special attention to Maple Leaf. Just when I imagined it, a doorbell rang and peaked out. A postman handed me an envelope, which was so unique that it was amazing. I was surprised and opened it carefully. A line of words fell on the letter paper with light lotus fragrance: If you are well, I will be happy. Signed, Lotus. Looking at this word, thinking about that feeling, the warmth is like a cloud, soft and sweet in my memory. 1 It was July. I sent a greeting to your ears through the cool wind. Dear, I heard that you are ill, don’t you know that you are better now? Are you okay in other places? The text message was sent out, and joy was just like Clear Spring, Ding Dong was in the mountain stream. But somehow, inexplicable chagrin crawled like earthworms, scratching people’s melancholy for thousands of miles. Having broken up with Lian for more than a year, she was always concerned about her in her heart. Although the day she shook off, the sky was gray and she was determined to be like a mountain stone. What can make her Rocky is that I am truly honest. Lotus is happy with me, just like fish is happy with water, and it cannot be separated from water until death. I also like Lotus, just as silkworms like mulberry leaves, silkworms will die without mulberry leaves. When we are together, we always feel that we have something to say. Sometimes clouds come, butterflies dance and the wind murmured, which are all arranged by God specially for us. Sometimes when I was speechless, Lotus gave me a warm touch, and I gained a lot of touching. I really appreciate that season. The rain was slightly raining, the Swallow was flying, and the Golden Willow on the riverside turned into a bride in the sunset. 2 A willow, cruising on my face, is a masterpiece of Lotus. Lotus, let me sit on the grass, with the plain bracelet like onion on my neck. It is not the Autumn Tide Day in Qiantang, where is the tide rising one after another? It is not the season that makes people feel angry in spring, where does the fragrance of flowers enrich my nose? It is not the scene of summer rain hitting lotus leaves. Where is the dew rolling around my mouth? A curtain of incense blows, full of eyes. Ask the restaurant boy, is the pear flower raining in spring? The southeast wind is fast, the Warblers are trembling, and the raindrops are flying wildly. A leaf boat gently rippled over the river pool of Emperor Liang yuan. A woman with slim waist and plain hair, a leaf tender and a little smile, a Mulberry-like joy drunk the gluttonous turtledoves! Lotus wanted to dance with me in the rainbow, shining the boundless scene behind her. I didn’t agree. If I pay more attention to the promise and stick to it persistently, I am afraid that I will ruin my spring-like home and children like sunshine. 3 A Flower fell. A gust of wind, far away. Snow Lotus, tears fly into passionate waves, beating hard rocks forever. I would rather stand like a Wangfu stone than stick the blessings of the top on my earmuffs. Gradually, the wind calmed down and the waves became quiet, and the Snow Lotus was hidden behind my imagination. In the days after breaking up, the sun was still rising and falling, and birds were still chirping in the forest. But on my way home every day, I was covered with Acacia, burning from spring to winter. 4 If Snow Lotus does not reply to my text message, I will be safe for the whole winter. Just like a hibernating little hedgehog, he no longer cares about whether the snowflake is wonderful or not; Nor does the snowflake care about whether the little hedgehog falls asleep peacefully. Things in the world are sometimes quite strange: the more flowers you refuse, the more romantic and colorful they are at the corner of your eyes! Today, I wandered on the Willow Bank again. There was no rain, only the wind, and the long shadow behind me. I picked a few willow leaves and made them into a heart lamp. Following the wind and water, I flowed to the door where you sang every night: If you are well, I will be happy! 5 It is like a beautiful flower, which is not often blossomed alone. A unique lotus, at this time, quietly opened in my heart, making me happy. Because of the tolerance, my ex-wife who was going to leave for a long time said something to me. Starting from the root of the big locust tree in my hometown, passing the basket of my little-footed aunt and the pipe of the fifth master of the duckbill cap, I turned into the courtyard of my apricot mother. In this courtyard, his wife’s words suddenly disappeared, just like a clear stream, which was tortuous for a long time and suddenly disappeared in the place where grass and stones were flourishing. 6 apricot flower mother is a simple and simple peasant woman, and also a woman whose life is as bitter as a bowl flower. Originally, I told my wife about Xinghua mother, and she wiped her tears while listening. The wife who was eating the meal left a bowl of rice for three times. There was no need to say that the tears of flowers wet her sleeves. My wife is a person with great affection. When she watches TV, the protagonist’s tears are first-class, and her tears follow her. I remember that when I watched warm spring, my wife cried into tears. I advised her not to look at it again. She said she couldn’t control herself, and she always felt something boiling her blood in the story. Xinghua Niang is a simple and plain rural woman. Her wife and she have the same capital, three hectares of land, which is the place where our belly is warm. Xinghua mother was so simple that she only pretended her husband and Xinghua in her heart. Everything outside her body had nothing to do with her. Apricot Flower mother is simple, so simple that she only has a set of plaid clothes every year. If it is broken, it will be patched up. Anyway, she always wears plaid clothes. Xinghuabei believed that as long as she was comfortable in her eyes, no matter what kind of material it was made. In those years, when he was looking for Xinghua’s father, he was not just a person. The words are simple and honest, without affectation. The most expression is a smile on the face. The shoulders are wide, and every time I lean up, my heart seems to be filled with the whole spring. 7 when Xinghua father was away, Xinghua mother moved her figure inch by inch in the field. Every day, when the sun goes up the mountain, apricot flower mother goes up the mountain; When the sun goes down, apricot flower mother goes down the mountain. When the villagers saw it, they kept saying: apricot flower mother, but the most beautiful apricot flower in our village! Good flowers bloom often, good scenery often, that is the greatest fun in the world. The God who has accumulated goodness and virtue does not always care for the kind people. In the winter when Xinghua was five years old, Xinghua mother received a gift, an urn of Xinghua father, which could not distinguish her from east to west. Apricot Flower mother, holding the box of bone ash tightly, slumped down under the old locust tree in the courtyard. The wildest northwest wind stirred tears and cries, for a long time, I will spin in this small yard where the smoke is no longer smoke. With the help of a kind person, Xinghua mother finally sent Xinghua father away. The sunny slope on the Xishan Mountain is the most warm home for the old. That winter, the sky was extremely low, the clouds were shivering with cold, and the water simply shrank into ice. 8 after all, I can’t understand why my wife said so many words at this night and stayed in the courtyard of xinghuabei? 9 when I was away, my wife called me step by step, asking me whether the weather was cold or not, whether the quilt was warm or not, whether the food was suitable for the taste, and I must be careful when walking, etc. Sometimes people who go out are really children and need others’ care. My wife, who usually only calls without sending text messages, sent a text message for the first time that day. When you go out, you feel flustered. Don’t miss me. Just think about Xinghua Niang. Hey, what are you talking about? I called, there was a rush signal over there. It was a windy and rainy night. The rain hit lotus leaves, and the wind knocked at the window lattice. I was depressed for a whole night in the wind and rain. In the later days, I buried myself in the pile of old papers and sorted out the materials of my head desperately, which gradually faded the depression. Having been busy outside for a month, I finally went home easily today. It’s time to pass the tomb of apricot blossom father. Occasionally, a glimpse makes people surprised inexplicably. In our countryside, it is not fashionable to set up cards or monuments for the dead. But in front of the grave of xinghuadai stood a piece clearly, not a monument, but a wooden sign. I was curious and couldn’t help moving my steps, so I saw something real. There is no name, no sun and moon, only the eight words painted by ink and carbon: If you are well, I will be happy! I got it. Why did my wife say so many words that night and still stay in the courtyard of apricot blossom mother? What’s more, I felt depressed all night! 10 A lot of tears ran out unwillingly at this time, dripping on the letter paper with lotus fragrance, glittering and translucent those soft words in my heart: if you are well, I will be happy!

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Beautiful! The courtyard of the city is full of silver, and the light is shining. It was snowing heavily in winter, and a piece of glittering, white, shining, how spectacular it was. If it was not snow but silver falling in the sky, everywhere, everywhere, and the world piled up White, how exciting and trembling it will be, don’t you want to be happy with thousands of people and happy with thousands of poor people. If it was the silver falling in the sky, wouldn’t it be true that the people should be rich and strong? Thousands of people all over the world should be well-fed and happy. How about singing and dancing, singing and laughing everywhere inside and outside the Great Wall. Hi! Some people don’t like silver falling in the sky, really. This is what the ancient verses say. I couldn’t find it for a moment, and it was imitated as a song according to my impression: the god fell in the snow, but the silver fell, and the common people didn’t get a share of it; The officials looked closely, and the poor couldn’t get much. Unexpectedly, the silver falling from the sky may become a sinner; The Emperor Lao Zi represented the sky, and the silver falling from the sky returned to the court. Emperor behind a large group, and Sannomiya six homes; Court spending big, porn and not a pulled from. Only royalty and guo qi, where lab also people; Not only around Princes multi-, we shall have to do prestige. If you are not careful when picking it up, pass it to the Yamen to hear it; If you steal the national silver, it is difficult to get away when you send it to exile. Is this poet stupid? Not stupid. He must have been silly at the beginning. He imagined that silver fell in the sky to help the common people. He thought that silver fell in the sky was a good thing and a happy event. He thought that it was God’s gift to the common people. Later, he gradually realized that, knowing that God will not drop silver, even if it falls, it will not turn to the common people. Painting cakes to satisfy hunger, looking at Plum to quench thirst, happy for a while, just like chewing through the butcher’s door, a moment, empty happy, white happy. The common people thought that the silver would be cheap to pick up. Later, they gradually realized that the God would not drop the silver, so they sent the cold and white snow to freeze the pests to death once a year. Therefore, Ruixue had a good harvest year, if there is a good harvest in the next year, how will it fall to silver. The god must also understand that it is the silver, and no matter how much it is, the poor people have no share. People, don’t be stupid, don’t be crazy, don’t think that if the silver falls in the world, there will be cheap to pick up, and there will be a good life. There were also palaces, government offices of the Emperor at all levels, and many relatives of the emperor. How could they give the cheap price to the common people? They would send people, troops and military police, the sword is full of halberds and live ammunition. They were the most insatiable, but it was not enough to collect all of them. Maybe they would take the opportunity to search, blackmail and plunder, saying that the silver in the families of common people was also left by God, and they would plant it, they said that the common people stole the Treasury Silver of the palace and handed it in together. People in the Yamen are quite unreasonable. If silver fell in the sky, the accomplices of the Emperor would certainly drive the people away one by one. They would seal the city, martial law and guard heavily. They would say to the people aggressively and aggressively: the Heaven belonged to the imperial court, and the land belonged to the imperial court. The country belonged to the imperial court, and even the lives of the common people belonged to the imperial court. They had a lot of reasons and would say to the common people: the silver falling in the sky fell from the sky of the imperial court, and fell on the land of the imperial court. Who did it belong? They would also say: The government spent a lot on working for the common people. For the sake of the reputation and prestige of the Court, foreign countries and officials working for the common people should also spend a lot of money, in order to protect the safety of the common people, the Imperial Army also needed a lot of salary. We also need to raise a lot of dogs to guard the house, guard the house, open the door, ventilate the news, watch and chase suspicious people. Oh, these dogs should also be sent away. It is said that a certain dynasty or a certain generation cannot remember which dynasty or which generation it is, or whether it is a certain city, a certain city, a certain state, a certain county or a certain government. It must be a Tongdu city, there was an incomprehensible story. The common people accidentally dug out gold and silver from the fields. They were so happy that they couldn’t sleep. As a result, God, they caused a big disaster, which brought disaster to their family, finally, the wife was separated and the family was ruined: The family was in a good mood after digging gold and silver, and the family gathered happily to celebrate; Unexpectedly, the soldiers were brave and aggressive, and they went to the Yamen one by one. Who let you pick it up in a muddled way? That was the silver saved by the Yamen; The saying was that the Yamen spent a lot of money and needed to raise the common people all year round. Since Pangu opened the world and the Three Emperors and Five Emperors till now, there has never been any silver falling from the sky. Even if you pick it up, you will be happy in vain, happy in vain, empty in bamboo baskets, and even suffering from blessing, suffering for money. Common people, don’t be confused, don’t be greedy, or rely on Labor to divide the books. There are many ways for the government. They are very capable. In order to swallow the gold and silver you dug out, they will first commit a crime of extreme evil and numerous crimes, and then put you on death row, what crime? Is there anyone who framed Yue Fei’s Qin Hui in Song Dynasty? Hey hey, God knows, there are many ways. Ordinary people, don’t be stupid, or you should get rich through your hard work. The diligent people who learn from the past are called: two get up early for half a day, three days and half a job. Watering the farmland, eliminating insects and fertilizing the crops from early to dark, making the crops grow strong, beating a lot of food, quietly hiding at home to eat well, and making the extra food drunk. Tell you, you can’t reveal your wealth, don’t say anything, be careful to be known that you are rich. If the pig is too fat, someone will have an idea to kill it. There are such stories not only in ancient times, but also in modern times. Shenzhen airport a cleaning lady, day in trash can next picked up a paper box, there are 27 Jin Gold, value 3 million yuan. It was said that she picked up the money and handed it over more than once. This time she didn’t open it and put it in the washroom for others to collect it. No owner came to find it when she got off work. So she had no time to hand it over, so she had. Unexpectedly, he couldn’t wait until tomorrow, and was searched by the police at night. Moreover, he was charged for theft and detained for nine months. He was likely to face severe punishment. It can be seen that no matter what era, the common people can’t expect the god to lose money. The common people can’t get rich and can’t hope to get a sudden ill-gotten fortune. No, don’t take ill-gotten gains. Ordinary people were not Officials. For example, during the Cultural Revolution, Kang Sheng took home the priceless treasure of the Imperial Palace. He was the leader of the leading group of the Cultural Revolution. What could he do with him. Or by yourself. Even if God’s kind-hearted reward was given, he didn’t want to leave the silver and silver relief. Thank him for his kindness and go far away. Why? What I can’t say clearly is still to behave well, work hard and live an ordinary life. People, if there is a burst of snow, don’t think about it, just take it as a beautiful scenery to enjoy: the sky is covered with white, and the eyes are full of flying flowers to welcome me; It looks like a silver world, if the silver is planted on the ground. In order to clean the dust, the sky scattered snow; Even if it was really Silver, the government took it to the silver casting platform. Delighted! The heavy snow and dancing, buried the pests in the soil. Liang Zai! All over the sky, every family will celebrate the Spring Festival. Beautiful! Hope that millions of people in the world can enjoy happiness and love each other. 600 essays on the seventy years of feeling of clouds with rain

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When it came to this season, the falling leaves could make the house around a circle. At that time, I was still very young, so small that I had to stand on the small bench to get the dining table. I like to sweep the fallen leaves at the door into a pile and dig a pit along the river to bury them. My action originated from the Daiyu burial flower in my mother’s mouth. I have no flowers to bury, you can only bury the leaves. Until one day, my father told me that leaves could be buried under the roots of trees, and when these fallen leaves rotted, they could become the best fertilizer to nourish trees. I was very sad to imagine the rotten leaves, and my heart was full of pity. Therefore, in my eyes, burying fallen leaves became a silly thing. I would rather watch the fallen leaves dancing lightly than let them become a pile of rotten fertilizer…… Maybe it is nature. After the Spring Festival, when the spring is full, I begin to yearn for autumn. Now I think about it, I look forward to autumn so much, which must be related to fear of summer. In my hometown when I was young, there were no other electrical appliances in my home except light and a small radio (the radio still uses batteries). In hot summer, I could only rely on the big cattail fan in my mother’s hand to bring me a little coolness. Especially at night, the fan in my mother’s hand repealed mosquitoes and sent me to sleep. My mother, who worked day and night, always shook her fan and then closed her eyes and fell asleep. Suddenly she lost the cool me, so she began to cry. I felt sorry for my mother even if I didn’t understand, but I couldn’t stand the heat and couldn’t help crying, I was very confused, so I hated summer very much and looked forward to the coming of autumn very eagerly. In the 70’s rural areas, the dull life was beyond the imagination of young people nowadays. My family could be regarded as a scholar. My father spent all his time studying except for the work he had to do. He always pointed at the attic and told me that there were several big boxes of books upstairs, which were left by Grandpa. In the future, I could read books one by one locally. Before I was born, my parents came to this small village from a distant place for some reason. No matter how difficult it was to carry, several boxes of books were followed completely. At that time, the attic was unattainable to me. I could only read the books they read page by page while my parents were working in the field. I didn’t know what was inside, it will make my father smile slightly and concentrate on it sometimes. Since I was no longer willing to bury fallen leaves, I became a leaf on my mother’s arm. After dinner every day, my mother swept away the fallen leaves at the door and sat at the door of her own house with a stool. There was no need for that big cattail fan in autumn night, so she hung a little me on her arm. In less than a long time, many people gathered at my door, most of whom were my mother’s peers. They came to listen to my mother’s stories. The so-called stories were the books in my mother’s hands during the day. Now I think about it, my mother’s ability of telling stories is definitely not good. She speaks a local dialect that is not fluent enough, and she can reverse the story of A Dream of Red Mansions, everyone who talked about “Butterfly Lovers” laughed….. But at that time, the villagers all admired my mother very much and thought her mother was great. I was also very proud of her. It was not until the open-air movies appeared later that the drama “Red Mansion” and “Butterfly Lovers” were common that people dispersed and my door began to be deserted. Therefore, my mother was severely disappointed for a period of time….. There is a song called moonlight in the city, which always reminds me of the moonlight in the countryside when I was a child and the moonlight night in my hometown after the mid-autumn festival…… After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon shines on villages and fields. Such a moonlit night is smelly, the sweetness of grass and fruits, and the fragrance of wild flowers. Such a moonlit night has music, it is the rustle of crickets, the chirping of various insects; The moonlight flowing thousands of miles away is hazy and handsome, dreamy and mysterious…… I would lie on the bench at the door every night, waiting for Sister Chang ‘e to come with the Jade Rabbit….. Sister Chang ‘e didn’t wait for her arrival, but she waited for one of my cousin’s girlfriends, and this girlfriend was a real city dweller. What made me especially excited was that my cousin’s city girlfriend had the same name as mine, of course, with my nickname, I seem to see myself in the future. Therefore, I stared at her and tried my best to remember my appearance in the future….. People in the city could not bear to watch, and became my friend in a flash. In order to welcome my friend, I took her to the West home with my boss. As soon as they called my name, we agreed together, this situation makes me very happy. But in the evening, this elder sister worried me a little, because her words were obviously less. Sitting in the moonlight, she was more silent than talking. The countryside was so deserted that she could only see the river and trees at a glance. She was talking to herself with her eyebrows drooping. This was called pastoral scenery, as my father said, I don’t allow her to say what I don’t like in such a moonlight. But rural people speak loudly, and also speak rude words….. This was called the simplicity of folk customs. I interrupted her before she finished speaking, which was also what my father said. She opened her eyes wide and cast her unbelievable eyes on me, saying: you will never live in the countryside in the future. You don’t belong to the countryside. Remember what I said. I didn’t remember her words. In fact, I forgot it as soon as I turned around. At that time, I went to Hangzhou once with my father, and almost lost. Fortunately, my crying voice was so loud that my father found me. In my memory at that time, the city was seasick, carsick and vomiting all the way…… Now my hometown is also Urbanized. The urbanized hometown is no longer a river or a tree at a glance. The people around me speak politely, but I still think of the sister with the same name as me, I remembered what she said again, as if I saw the moonlight with her again, and more often I saw that little me waiting for Chang ‘e in the moonlight.

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