Month: December 2017

Life’s long road

I like to sort out my mood in the quiet night, write scattered mood into chapters on the Internet, and walk into the past era with trickle words. Life’s long road where? Step thousands of mountains and read thousands of volumes. Where is the destination? There is no place to go, tears all over my face, and my heart is at a loss. Sea and not mi zhi yin? The piano is finished, and the flute is finished. Where is the beauty of the vast sea of people? There is no one to solve the problem. Drunk under the willow, it hurts me. Although life is short, the road of life is long. Along with the movement of stars, it spans thousands of rivers and mountains. Life is an endless road. Fifty years of wind and rain, the long road of life. Today, I suddenly look back, just like waving my hands and fingers, which has passed away in a hurry. I have to sigh with emotion that life is so short! Looking back on the road of my life, I was bitter and bitter, windy and snowy. There have been successes and failures. Only leave bitterness and loneliness. I cast my dream with my thoughts, and I made my dream with sweat, which supported my long life. Every collision of thought and release of passion are closely related to each other; Every show of talent and every unforgettable growth reflect each other with hard work. I worthy of the heart. I want to live a poetic life, and I also hope to feel the fragrance of flowers. I walked on the rough road of life alone, and my loneliness, helplessness and bitterness lay on the way. The life I feel, the life I comprehend and the life I create can only be a helpless smile. If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan? When I was idle, I changed my old heart, but I said that my old heart was easy to change. Lishan said that it was half a night, and the rain rang in the night did not complain. He ruoxixing Jinyi, I wish it on the same day. The artistic conception in the poem is hoping to leave the beauty and love at first sight, forget the betrayal, sadness, helplessness and sorrow that once existed, and turn all the past into a smile of the world of mortals. What a wonderful life! When I think of you, my heart will be warm, with a beauty and a touch. When I was sad and annoyed, you comforted me and gave me understanding; When I was confused and helpless, you gave me encouragement and help; the time we met was just a short moment, but we kept a miss and an instruction in each other’s hearts. Even if the ends of the Earth, even if the sea changes, I will still remember you deeply. I often think of you, your sincerity, your beauty, and the little things I have experienced together because of a song. My heart is always warm and happy. I don’t want to have it, but only hope to be a foolish guard. Because of you, there is a rainbow in my life. I stick to that beautiful memory quietly in my heart. Life is just like a light breeze, floating on the path of life gently, and then slowly ending your life. In the long road of life, who can say that he is coming with flowers and sunshine all the way, and who can say that he will not suffer setbacks or blows in the future? We don’t see that the back of success is often full of thorns and rapids! How many love, hate, love and hatred have happened in the world; How many people can be in the same boat through wind and rain in a thousand worlds; How many people can accompany all living beings? People know each other when they meet each other, which is destined to be a beautiful legend. Life will grow old eventually. No matter how it will end in the future, each other’s deep feelings and concerns will remain. If you quit the battlefield easily because of a temporary setback and give up halfway, you will only confess yourself in the end; If you always lose the courage to move forward because of fear of failure, you will never pursue the dream in your heart. Life is an endless road. Don’t miss the lost dream. You should control your fate in your own hands. In your hard life, you should be full of hope and success.

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chi su cun xin tian ya zhi chi

[Introduction] I am used to modern communication tools such as telephone, fax, mobile phone, e-mail, computer network, etc. The warm time of writing letters has gone forever. When I miss others, you only need to press ten familiar numbers to make the end of the world at hand.

Letters were once a traditional way for people to exchange information and emotions. They not only carried a nostalgic mood, but also a kind of culture and a kind of historical memory. Although letters are gradually leaving our life quietly, that beauty still deserves our permanent aftertaste. Open the drawer again and silently read a letter. These letters were exchanged with classmates, friends, lovers and relatives more than 20 years ago. When I opened these letters, it was also those handwriting that I was very familiar with, or those sincere love that I flipped gently, the warmth is like the gloomy sandalwood in the stove, which is light and easy between fingers. Holding a love as a pen, pouring sincerity into ink. Letters are not the scenes of life that are the most sincere and beautiful scenery? The light is soft, and the warmth rises in my heart. As time passes, you will find that writing letters has become a part of your life. At this time, you will truly understand Yu Guangzhong’s sentence: homesickness in childhood is the meaning of a small stamp. I read some yellow letters alone. Looking at those words like jumping, there is a kind of warmth, just like a wisp of deep sunshine in the heart. It flows quietly in my eyes with my mind. That kind of touch will spread like water on the tip of the heart. Slowly immerse into the eyes which have been cold for a long time. Then sink into the bottom of my eyes and hide it with your heart. Although the traditional way of letters is slow and tedious from writing letters, writing envelopes, pasting stamps to sending letters, it is in this slow process that we can experience many delicate feelings. Heart all the feelings 1.1 drops to soak in pen-and-paper. At the same time, you can also imagine the appearance of the other party when receiving the letter, which is often written, feeling that his heart is floating and floating lightly in an empty zone with the development of the information age, people have become accustomed to the convenience of relying on the internet. Keyboard replaces pen, display screen replaces paper, and even the mood is limited to one inch. Relatives living apart from the two places can communicate online at any time. Lovers who love each other can relieve the thirst of lovesickness through videos. The Internet reduces the letters written in words, so there is no distance between them, and missing becomes simple. The sweet feeling of putting family affection, love and friendship into envelopes and sending them into postboxes in the past has also faded, the joy of looking forward to the letter, waiting for the letter and reading the letter cannot be understood. Although the directness of the Internet brought us convenience, this kind of freedom and ease moved us much more than the content contained in a stamp at that time. Therefore, sometimes I dislike the paleness and weakness of messages and emails, so I miss the communication and communication with words more. When language takes the place of words, especially telecommunications takes the place of letters, we who live in modern society will inadvertently find that while science and civilization endow human work efficiency and material wealth, we are becoming emotional beggars step by step. Accustomed to modern communication tools such as telephone, fax, mobile phone, e-mail, computer network and so on, the warm time of writing letters has gone forever. When I miss others, you only need to press ten familiar numbers to make the end of the world at hand. It is really fast and convenient, but every time I leave the screen and put down the microphone, I always feel that many subtle emotions that can only be interpreted by words are left behind in verbal communication and cannot be expressed, which makes me seem straightforward. Letters are gradually moving away, gradually becoming an ancient scenery, which deposits in the long river of time. Ancient letters, in the vast river of history, bear how much emotional space of human beings. The past went away like smoke with the wind. The three-Chi plain note with strong affection still kept its eternal sincerity and purity, meaningful beauty, warmth and lasting, recalling and sentimentally attached. I miss the time when I wrote my thoughts with my pen and painstaking efforts, the time when my human feelings were as pure as paper, the time when my emotions were decorated and expressed sincerely, and the time when my friends were thinking about each other, worrying about age. The years will pass and the past will be indifferent. No matter how yellow the years are, the emotion that is not stained with dust will eventually leave traces on the yellow pages of memory. This moment, tian ya zhi chi.

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Small building night listen to spring rain

[Introduction] for many years, I have been standing quietly on the head of the building listening to the rain. There is no loneliness that the rain blows pear flowers and the door is closed, and there is no thundering that the dark rain hits the window, it didn’t leave a dead Lotus to listen to the desolation of the rain, but only a wisp of leisure, warmth and beauty. I like the rainy days. The raindrops fall among the verdant grass leaves, and the glittering and translucent rain beads slide down lightly with the attachment to the world, making people hear the elegant charm and distant feelings. The light drizzle is coming, and it is difficult for me to feel sad. Some people like to feel sad when listening to the rain and playing plantain in the bamboo building. Some people like to play piano in the shabby room and recall that time is like water, while I only like the light and, the small building listened to the spring rain overnight. The fragrance of books and rain lingers in my heart. It’s cold and the wind is cut, the small building is rainy and apricot flowers are red. When I was alone in the deep night, I suddenly felt the coolness coming, so I guessed that it was mostly raining outside the window. I stretched out my hand, and it was really cool and refreshing, that kind of inexplicable joy, unspeakable. At first, the silver was a little bright, just like a trickle dew on the Flower Branch, then little by little, singing softly and twining my heart. The voice was soft like the honey of a lover, so mellow, and like the sound of flowers, so elegant. The Wisps are as hazy as the fog between distant mountains and forests; Delicate and soft as willow branches floating on the water, so charming. They are like light dancers, dancing gracefully in the silent midnight, letting the love of life linger in my ears and warming my lonely heart. The raindrops splashed on the eaves and gently knocked on the flat rhythm. It was like a singer with a lute in her arms, with her fingers flapping a classical song of Jiangnan. In the music, there was a feeling growing in the dark green water, it involves waves of missing. In such a gentle rainy night, I like to read carefully with a book named “Yu Shu ci” or “broken heart ci”, and the words in front of me seem to turn into light misty rain floating in the sky, A deep south of the Yangtze River, a rustling back, a little shallow sorrow. Drizzle, gaze again and again, say goodbye, long pavilion short Pavilion, Willow Yiyi, is my misty and rainy Crystal Tears. Fresh and meaningful words, quiet and elegant feelings spread in the rain, just like the beautiful time when I was young. The melodious rhyme and the blurred and beautiful artistic conception delighted my mind and made me happy. The sweet ripples in my heart were enough to recall and cherish the long mellow fragrance of my life. More often, I will put down the book in my hand, listen to the gentle and lovely drizzle quietly, and let my thoughts fly. I vaguely remember that in late spring and March, it was drizzling, holding a oiled paper umbrella, I lingered in the small town in the south of Suzhou. The pavilions were old and old, and the flowers and rain were wet and fragrant. In my memory of the South, autumn Rain Phoenix tree, you came to me leisurely in the wind with a shallow smile. In the bitter years, I had a fragrant memory because of you and glitter; I vaguely remembered that in the misty rain, the eyes you stare at deeply are so simple and transparent, as if all the love in the world is stored in the kind gaze. Because of you, mother, I have a bright future. In the drizzle, those transparent hearts and beautiful smiles Bloom out pure flowers in memory, swaying and shining with the melody of youth. For many years, I have been standing on the head of the building quietly and listening to the rain, without the loneliness of the deep closed door of the rain hitting pear flowers, the bleak rope of the dark rain hitting the window, and the desolation of listening to the rain, what we have is just a wisp of leisure, warmth and beauty. The color of rain is boundless, and endless emotions slide beautifully in the rain. I like the plain life, the sincere friendship and the beautiful feelings. Just like tonight, I quietly sipped chrysanthemum tea with fragrance, listened to the rain and missed you.

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The fate is in your own hands?

There was a story, which was heard in the street: the little dragon girl and Yang Guo had been separated for 16 years, and finally a lover got married, which was deeply touched. This is a sad and beautiful story, telling the bitterness and sadness of love. Yang Guo’s cynicism, daring to act, and his innocent and anti-secular vision with little dragon lady finally came to a successful end. This is the story of the Condor Heroes, and also the people and things created by Jin Yong. What kind of ending is decided by Jin Yong. Some people say that life is like a play, which is not wrong at all. Especially many plays are written by taking life experiences. If people live in the world, can they really control their own destiny? Is there something manipulating people’s fate? Is that what people call God? No matter what religion, there is at least one God. And here we use God to represent the gods. As the saying goes, everyone has different opinions on everything when raising all kinds of people. Occasionally it may happen, but it is a coincidence. In one’s life, how many crossroads need to be decided. Some people wander at the crossroads for a long time, but they don’t know what to do. However, some people just paused for a while and then chose a direction decisively. Is this due to personal character or God’s arrangement? There are many inspirational books in this society, such as Chinese, English, Buddhism and Confucianism, etc. Each book is about how to become a successful and happy person. However, these books are all written by successful people. Now that you can succeed, of course you can “say” freely “. How many people are truly successful and happy in the world. What makes them so successful? Is perseverance? Is determination? Or did God give them a chance to have an indomitable spirit? But with indomitable spirit, can we succeed? Do you need other conditions? As the saying goes, weather, place, and people are indispensable. Not only that, but also the smart mind and sharp-tongued ability. Successful people say that failure is due to insufficient efforts. But what is enough? Three times? Five times? Hundred times? Some people work very hard and always fail, while some people succeed after several efforts by coincidence. What makes the latter so successful? Who on earth gave people a perseverance of never giving up? Whether God? Once it wants a person to succeed, it will give him a heart of never giving up, create some opportunities, let his heart pass, and create miracles. On the other hand, once it wants a person to fail, it will create many obstacles and must torture that person. Many people say that fate is in their own hands, so they actively make efforts and sprint forward. As a result, it may not reach the initial goal, so I said that I had tried my best to get some achievements, and the rest had to accept my fate. Is Yang Guo’s fate in his hands or Jin Yong’s? He did his own thing, ignored secular short opinions and dared to love and hate, which made many young girls admire him and hoped that he could meet a man who loved him so deeply. Jin Yong was very fond of this character he created, so he gave him a clever thinking and a fascinating face to make up for his personality defects. Later, he was even written as a great man who served the country and the people. So are successful people especially favored by God? I can achieve today’s position, and I was proud to say that this is what I won back, and I got it through my unremitting efforts. Looking back now, I hesitated. Really? Or did God make a whim at that time that he wanted me to be a manager and specially created an opportunity for me? In this society where the law of the jungle prevails, it seems that one hand is manipulating everything. It can let people have many opportunities, let people ascend the sky one step at a time, and then suddenly drop that person from a high place, becoming nothing. Otherwise, why are the more shrewd people making big mistakes? Some people were slightly bruised during the financial crisis, which led to self-destruction. Buddha will say that there is cause and result. Confucianism says this is the result of insatiable greed. How many innocent people were sacrificed in the 911 incident in the United States. Are their fates in their own hands? Is it because God thought that people were too arrogant and arrogant, so they had to be punished severely. With a wave of essays, many people’s fates were rewritten, including the families of the dead. Up to now, scientists still cannot explain the structure of human brain. People’s thinking is always a mystery. Children growing up in the same environment have different personalities, but they are the crystallization of the same parents. Who gives people the ability to think? Why is there never fair treatment in this world? Some people are talented, while others are at the mercy of words. What is the reason? Aren’t all these already doomed to the fate of two people? Not necessarily. It depends on how God writes the fate map of the two. After a turn, the fate may be different. As the saying goes, one thing is wise. Liang Wenfu also said that the world is clearer when you have cried. Why does someone make the same mistake again? And is that really wrong? No one can know the future. What has never happened is always a mystery. People often say that if they had known this, why should they have been there. How can we know that this was not the case at the beginning, and the consequences are even more unimaginable? Someone told me that there are so many helplessness in the world that we can’t ignore many things. Someone once said to me that since the decision has been made, why not make full use of that decision? Some people even told me that fate is in our own hands. Some people believe in feng shui, but I believe in Buddha. Do people who believe in feng shui also believe in fate and try to act against the sky? Therefore, some people set up feng shui array, and some people want to change the peach blossom luck. Does this mean controlling one’s own destiny in one’s palm? I don’t know. As the saying goes, people would rather believe what they have than what they have. Therefore, people place part of their fates on the wind and water. And I put part of my fate on Buddha. God has given me an emotional heart, which makes me pay for all the people I love without regret, and spare no effort to be responsible for the people I respect. For the sake of my friend, I can not cut my fingers, but I can comfort him with the most sincere heart. For the sake of my family, I will continue to support. Even though I work hard, I can only wait for the day when I can see the sky through the clouds. My sensibility brings infinite warmth to my friends, and also brings troubles to the people around me. But when I stood at the crossroads and hesitated, God didn’t give me a mirror, which made me unable to make a decisive choice. Today, what made me write this article? What do I want to express? I think I’m off the topic again. Whether this article is good or bad depends on different opinions. I am thinking that if everyone listens a lot to what successful people say, will the articles that are not popular?

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Women · middle-aged

My friends reject the Shoppes of boutique and high-end clothes and have a lot of opinions. Firstly, I can’t see the reason why they are so expensive. Secondly, most styles are suitable for people over middle-aged to wear, then most of the colors are gloomy and thick like a touch of emotion that cannot be wiped out. But it is inevitable to go in and walk occasionally when passing by, as if to find a reason for doubt. However, since it is high-end, customers are often generous in their pockets, and it is common for women who are well-behaved, arrogant and picky to instigate attentive tellers. Every time I see this, my friends must sigh with emotion that people’s hearts are not old. The same Teller will have absolutely different attitudes towards different customers. Later, he will ask me when we can have a glance and point at each other, I like to buy it, I am happy to buy it, I am proud to buy it, comfort her that it is hard to buy an inch of time, those people lost to her for more than ten years, it is still self-sufficient! It could make her happy, but it also made her more depressed occasionally. She asked her if she could have enough money at that age? After recovering comfort, there must be, at the current speed of RMB depreciation, it will not be difficult. Therefore, for money, she still firmly believed that it should be used for consumption. I quite agree with this point. If proper consumption can bring pleasure to the soul, it can be regarded as a good way to comfort yourself. It’s just that I tend to go hiking, and my friends disdain it. I think it’s just a matter of asking for trouble. I am very pleased with myself, thinking that the price of several clothes is not enough, and I am very happy that I have achieved what I wish. Therefore, it was often my good friend dressed in beautiful clothes that accompanied me in simple clothes. In the mall, she welcomed more smiling faces than me. On that day, I went to the mall alone to buy climbing shoes, as if it was a weekend or a festival? Anyway, the shopping mall is very busy, and the five-color people are also very beautiful. I can’t help but slow down to appreciate it. There are children who are learning to walk steadily and young lovers holding hands sweetly, there are also old people who have no desire and no need to nap on the chair. Poor little dog with long ears, wearing a lace skirt and stepping on a pair of shiny shoes, slided helplessly on the clean floor of the mall. After thinking of the attractive advertisement of the new brand of shoes, I took a detour to find it, which was really pleasing to the eye. I looked at it one by one along the shoe rack, at the end, there was a rich middle-aged woman trying her shoes carefully. There were four or five pairs in front of her, and the pair on her feet seemed to satisfy her very much, but she asked a man who was obviously impatient and not serious not far away more seriously: Look, how does this pair compare with the one I bought yesterday? This leather, the man looked around and answered an irrelevant question: is it OK? Bought is. Calm to cold face, even can’t hide some disdain. He turned his head and looked at his wife just out of the corner of his eye when I met my obviously aggrieved eyes. Unexpectedly, he walked away from the phone which just rang. The serious wife hurriedly put on her shoes and ran after her all the way. Her well-fed body rushed into the bustling crowd. The remaining unwillingly tellers packed their shoes all over the floor with a little disappointedly. This brand is the love of friends. At the end of last year, she dragged me to wander here for three times, which finally didn’t resist the temptation to buy a happy home alone one day. However, what makes people admire deeply is that she is as smart as her. In the dazzling winter sun at noon, she even found something strange when wearing a pair of leather boots on her feet and holding them in her hands repeatedly, so I angrily pulled my husband to the counter and asked why the leather of the two shoes was true and false?! The repeated comparisons of the tellers were not sure, but the after-sales service of the brand must be praised, and they resolutely returned the money to their friends. However, my friend must be dissatisfied and asked angrily: Do you see I am countryman entering the city and cannot afford your shoes! This is the pet phrase of a good friend. Her husband went to town step by step from the countryside as hard as she did, teasing that it was because she didn’t call me. I sweated, if I wore that pair of shoes and threw them away, I couldn’t see that I was not discouraged. As careless as me, I was always listening to someone’s teachings, and I couldn’t understand them repeatedly. But what is more worthy of deep admiration is someone’s persistence, which unexpectedly sent someone to bring back another pair from Shanghai. As for this time, of course, there must be no doubt. I met another couple who was a simple middle-aged woman in a women’s clothing cabinet. At a glance, I could see the simplicity and simplicity of daily life. I looked at the new clothes on my body around the mirror, besides being happy, I still insist that the one I just selected is very good, so there is no need to waste it. The husband with a straight staring expression beside him was a thoughtful look. This suit can be matched with other clothes separately. It is also very good and can be bought completely. My wife smiled happily and complained to the teller: he should refer to and express his opinions on every piece of my clothes. The teller echoed her satisfaction with a smiling face, but her husband became serious seriously: I always have my thoughts about dressing you. A piece of clothes should reflect your characteristics and the price is also suitable, it conforms to our work and life. I almost couldn’t help laughing, so I pretended to glance at the black, thin and stubborn man unintentionally, as if much older than his ordinary wife, my heart seemed to find the corresponding answer for his concern. But his wife said to the teller on the other side, “People always think he is much older than me. In fact, he likes to worry too much, and his family and my work are also remembered at the end of last year, I went to buy clothes for my mother for the new year, and it was exactly the one I liked before that was the protagonist of a dispute. The dimly dressed wife was reluctant to return the clothes to the teller. She folded her hair which was a little messy with her hands. Listening to the teller’s gentle advice, she still firmly said: the price is too expensive., he raised his feet hesitantly, and there was a hesitant husband next to him. He looked at the coat again and again, tentatively but mechanically repeating: buy it. He was dressed in gray with the imprint of years, gray hair and eyebrows on his face, but he tried his best to comfort his wife by smiling and piling up heavy wrinkles around his eyes, but finally he left with hesitation and regret. That coat is more than two thousand yuan, which may have some more important uses for an ordinary family in the bustling old calendar and new year. One day when I went to the pharmacy to get Chinese medicine, I met a middle-aged woman who talked with others about her colleague who was familiar with each other enthusiastically, and said that that man’s family was prosperous, life was carefree, and the happiness of marriage was like a complete one, however, it was a great blow that her husband, who had always been safe in middle age, died of illness. However, she had a good life. Some male classmates who were far away from Wuhu heard of this long journey, after leaving, I went back home and firmly divorced to marry her. She is very happy now, because the male schoolmate she found has a successful career but can give up the difficulty of ordinary people for her as easily as brushing off the silk. I heard it curiously and felt it was as complete as a story, as if it was enough to explain the constant truth in this world, There is more confirmation that love cannot be killed. But when I got home, I began to cook, wash vegetables and dishes that I didn’t have time to clean in the morning in a hurry. I suddenly thought of the abandoned man who was over forty years old, without bright appearance and meaningless heart, there are old and young, or there is a confused future. For a woman, whether you love it or not, when you are in middle age, watching the child grow up slowly, how can you turn around like that! However, I suddenly didn’t know how to understand the emotion that was reflected on the opposite side, which was beyond my imagination. In the afternoon, I talked with my colleague that in the four o’clock summer, there was still a piece of gorgeous sunshine slanting out of the window, which reflected the glittering light and sad sigh in the eyes of the opposite people, she said that she had been together for more than ten years and spent half of her life together. After meditation, she didn’t know how to be a worthy trip for the rest of her life. Looking back, she was not without love or true feelings, but why has it been suffering till now. I was shocked. In my eyes, she was happy. The beauty of her youth could still be found in her. Many people witnessed the pursuit and care at that time, and the subsequent twists and turns had already turned into silence, her life now is quiet and at ease, and I also like her faint smile. But seeing her tears falling down gradually, she didn’t know how to comfort her in confusion. She said that if it wasn’t for the child, she might have escaped long ago, and now if she couldn’t be confused, she would have come by herself. So I was confused, But I still can’t find any comforting words. On the second day, seeing that she was like the past again, she gradually calmed down. However, at this point, my heart finally turned over the bottle of five flavors. I used to think easily that in front of a strong life, what we can compete with is our own ability to love and feel love. Love others as well as yourself. Now, I feel dignified in it, so I dare not speak easily.

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Who forgot to accept it

[Introduction] Time is like smoke, and the world is like fog. Bright and dark, right and wrong, bending in the fog and clarifying the sight. Impermanent and eternal are just like the waves of the sea, with wonderful moments, but also with long silence and loneliness. Maybe we are the spray, blending into the infinite world …… the wind puts the key of autumn in the Golden River Center, and the loneliness without Origin hums gently. When the green is still there, the dream still remains unchanged. I sat on the windowsill of the years and looked far away at the rising and falling tide, those flying shadows circling. The white foam keeps rolling forward, with overlapping helplessness, covering it over and over again, and the irreversible emotion in life. Who is still there? Waiting quietly in the wind and sand, letting care fly in the withered season? Who is still there? Put your heart in the gurgling stream at dusk and listen to the monologue of time. Whose heart forgot to accept it? Or is the red dragonfly looking for loss? Looking for the lost way? Quiet, I only heard the sound of stones. They clung to the ground, letting their footprints go from the past to the future. Like a long journey, clear sky, si ceng came, and as if never know. Maybe it was just a sad song, or a moonlight, occasionally pouring over the head. Really? One pocket can only be filled with the loss of patients, really? Some chains can never be released. I still remember; I still remember what I wrote on that thin paper; The difficulty hidden in the tip of my eyebrows. People are as light as chrysanthemum, blooming leisurely in autumn, strolling through the long pavilion of thousands of miles. But seeing that you are wandering with the green light, water, waves, and ups and downs of the lonely line, you can’t balance the speechless waste. We are walking in vain, and our dreams gradually settle down. After summer, with the surge of people, the breath becomes turbid day by day, and the memory results in the sun. Is it sour or sweet? Or watch out the full luster? Leaves swing unintentionally, vines are unconsciously climbing. The fragrance of orchid falls on the tip of the pen and in the bright atmosphere. Elegance is like the path of life, passing quickly and quickly, which turns out to be specious air. Is that the secret of cloudy day? That is the mystery of stranding. After all, it belongs to summer. After all, it is just inexplicable water vapor and will go away with the tide. There is no need to describe it as deliberate psychology. Looking at the Butterfly in the flowers, or the flowers gathered together, on Earth is a corner of the scenery, on earth will shake quietly. They come to bear, calm the so-called persistence, and express the journey of time coming and going. I guess I’m just stones, stand specific location perceived give up, understanding clouds of cannot be accumulated, story, will end 1.1 point write autumn, written in familiar and strange figure in. Whose heart is open and closed? The mind was lost forever, and maybe it was left in the morning, left at the bottom of the well, and seemed to have been there. Time is like smoke, and the world is like fog. Bright and dark, right and wrong, bending in the fog and clarifying the sight. Impermanent and eternal are just like the waves of the sea, with wonderful moments, but also with long silence and loneliness. Maybe we are the spray, blending into the infinite world and tasting the separation and combination of the world. The tide is coming one after another, whose heart forgot to accept it? When the autumn wind gradually rises, when the bleak is spread out, the weeds sit on the ground, the sorrow and joy are scattered in the eyes, the empty space, or the wide sea surface, the story of the wind comes, which is the pity of lavender, harvest the meaning of life in a smile!

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Attitude

Bang, bang, I was awakened in my sleep. I knew that the workers on the construction site had started work again. I got up and took a nap. It was only 3: 30 in the morning when I saw it. It has been nine months since the construction site behind my home started, and we have been suffering from noise. When piling, sometimes they work until in the evening. This is the first class of workers. At the stage of wall building, sometimes it was over 2 o’clock in the morning. I thought it would be so late at night that they could have a rest the next day. We can also sleep early, then you are totally wrong. We, who had been arguing for a whole night, seemed to have just fallen asleep. They finished breakfast and started work again. At six o’clock in Beijing time, what is the concept of this time for winter? Do you know? That is, it is not bright yet. This is the second shift worker. It was not easy to get to the top of the main project. As long as I paint it, I thought I could have a good sleep now. Who knows that it makes people more uneasy. They start work at 3 a.m. every day. This is the third class of workers. Several of them are women. It is estimated that they are couples. I know that one couple is responsible for ingredients. They are also the ones who work at three o’clock. Due to the lack of staff, they had to equip each group with painting materials before others went to work. Because their machine is located downstairs in my house and under my bedroom. So I worry about them every day, look forward to their exhaustion, look forward to their equipment failure, Looking forward to the heavy rain, especially in the morning, the bigger it is, the better. Because only when the above situation occurs, they will rest and I can fall asleep. These two days, when I was busy, I read a book called “reader”, which was a feast of soul in 2006, and a supplement. I was shocked by a father and mother inside. Especially the parents and mothers in the countryside, for their children’s tuition, living expenses and medical expenses, they not only cut down on food and clothing, worked hard, but also endured humiliation and heavy burdens. I read every article with tears. When I was lying on the bed at this time, what came to my mind was my mother selling rice. Maybe the couple who got up early and went into darkness downstairs might also have an old man to support, there are children going to school next time. I couldn’t help worrying about the sudden stop of thinking about the sound of Bang and bang. I couldn’t help worrying about them. I was tired, the equipment broke down, or it rained. I couldn’t help getting up and opened the window to visit them, under the spotlight which is not very bright, nobody. I looked around nervously, and finally found someone pushing a bucket from the corner. I was relieved to go back to the bed, and the bang rang again. Somehow, when the voice sounded this time, I was at ease. For the first time in nine months, I was not bored or dry, and slept soundly. During the morning exercise, I met construction workers one after another. They wore clothes covered with mud and oil stains, and some of them wore safety helmets that could not distinguish colors, and some of them faded due to the sun, some cement and sand stick on it. They looked energetic one by one with smiles on their faces. Maybe they received the good news from their children or the safety information from their families last night. I stopped and watched them rush to different construction sites. There are drilling sites, piling sites, construction sites under construction, and completion sites looking at the beautiful tall buildings and the dirty migrant workers in front of them, if you hadn’t witnessed them, you wouldn’t have connected them. Under the hot sun and in the rain and fog, they were reluctant to have a rest, just to add clothes to the elderly at home and prepare the tuition for the children next year. Although they have no neat and decent appearance, they have a wise head; Although they are just a group of migrant workers, they have a pair of dexterous hands; Although they are penniless, but they have a contented heart; Although they work early and greedy, they have no regrets for life.

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Find a home for your own words

My words are like a motherless child who has been bumping and wandering on the Internet and can’t find a warm and safe port to stay. Gone With the Wind, Gone With The Wind beyond recognition, fragmented, and finally the words I painstakingly knocked made a wedding dress for others, the author’s name was left nowhere. Helpless, this is a world of the Internet and a game that can easily change settings. Even if you write thousands of words with painstaking efforts, it will become others’ things completely with a slight mouse. Viewers and readers will not care who is the owner of this article. The internet is too ethereal, and the true and false have already been numb. If you input the title of your own article casually on any website, you can find a lot of relevant information, such as reprinting, copying, plagiarizing, and pretending to be a multitude. You are welcome to copy the whole article, you are polite to make some changes, I am very indignant and what can I do? At most, I can only leave a message to protest, a few words immediately, what else can I do? Who else can I find? I remember that I wrote an article in Wenchuan with tears, which was plagiarized by a police uncle who helped to build Beichuan. I only changed Wenchuan into Beichuan and published it in a local newspaper. Unexpectedly, I won the award of excellence, I am really confused in my heart. I don’t know whether to be angry or to thank him? What’s more bizarre is that an evening paper in Huaihua, Hunan published my article about Qing Qiu. The author must not be me anymore, what is annoying is that the title of the article asking about Qingqiu has become asking about Qingqiu floating like dust. I don’t even know what the title means? I don’t know who is a competent editor who connects my net name with the title. Thank you! Many examples are not given, whether they are entangled or angry, they can not protect their legitimate rights and interests, so they can only sigh and scold a few words. The so-called articles in the world are generally copied. Even those professors’ academic papers can be plagiarized from others, let alone our online works? Want to open some calculated. But no wonder others, because their writing level has not reached a certain level, or that they don’t have the courage to publish the articles they have written and send them to newspapers, so they can only live an addiction to writers online, just satisfy the vanity. Sometimes I want to stop posting on the Internet, but where is my own words? After all, if you have this hobby, you have to have a source to complete it. If you send it out, there is no copyright to protect your labor achievements. It is difficult to do two or two. I believe this is by no means my own problem. Maybe many literary friends have encountered similar situations, so they don’t know how they feel or how they face them. What kind of home should our words look? This is also a very contradictory problem. The editors of the website are hard to talk about. They don’t know what kind of content they like. If you send an article, it may not be top-level, refined or recommended on this website. It will sink down soon, no one cared about it any more, so I thought that my work was not well written and had no resonance. But when you send it to other websites, it is lifted up and recommended, and you get a good click rate and a lot of follow-up posts. How to explain? Therefore, the vast majority of authors cannot invest more in different manuscripts. It is really helpless, but anyhow, everyone who writes words wants to find a place for his own words and a warm and safe home. Now most of my writings are published on the prose online literature website, which is a very famous large-scale literature website in China. The editing quality is very high and the production is also very exquisite. There are many sections and columns, and all flowers bloom together, they reflect each other, and also get remuneration for your outstanding works. I like the comments of editors very much. I have benefited a lot and learned a lot after reading them. Those comments prove that editors of the author’s articles have read carefully and thought carefully. I like the atmosphere of interaction and communication, and feel very warm. Although it was not a long time for me to enter the station and I didn’t make any brilliant achievements, I made many friends and learned a lot of knowledge. The website is full of talents, and you can know your own shortcomings through communication, so as to improve your writing level. My words finally have a home. I hope my words will not drift any more, stay here, and be with the rise and fall of the website.

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The outside world is wonderful

We have to leave again. We have to say goodbye to our hometown and relatives, and go to a foreign country, an unknown country. Going abroad is a dream, a very beautiful dream. When you get the visa you have been looking forward to for a long time and set foot on a foreign land, your dream becomes true, and you will immediately feel the smell of going abroad! There is a new hot land, a new blue sky and a wonderful new life. The sky is blue, the grass is green, the water is clear, the mountains are towering, flowers are everywhere, green trees and red walls are green, and the birds sing and dance. The beautiful environment makes people relaxed and happy. As long as you struggle, life will always give you a lot. As long as you work hard and sow, you will always achieve fruitful results. There is a famous lyric that the outside world is very wonderful. How many people’s dream is to be able to take out a lot of dollars when they return home in good clothes? I think most of the people who want to go abroad and have already gone abroad just go for these wonderful words. But after experiencing the wonderful outside world, we felt the outside world was helpless just like another lyric sung in the song. Where is the helplessness? It is difficult to find a job, a poor foreign language, no friends, everything is expensive, cultural conflicts, racial discrimination, difficult business, loneliness, hard work, and the road ahead is boundless. Stay here, I don’t know when I can survive? It is better to return to China, but I am afraid that my fellow villagers will blame me and my colleagues and friends will laugh at me. This kind of helplessness has been experienced by many people who go abroad. Fortunately, we Chinese always have perseverance. After a period of hardship abroad, we can all strive to take root. To tell the truth, if you don’t go abroad in person, you won’t know whether the outside world is heaven or hell? You can’t understand the advantages and disadvantages of Eastern and Western civilizations, you can’t discover your full potential, and you can’t realize your understanding of the world, Motherland, nation, family, parents, brothers, sisters, the unspeakable sincere feelings of partners and children, the love and hate, happiness and pain, joy and sadness in them are all wealth of our life. Time flies and life is too short. Our life is only a few decades. It is also a perfect life to go abroad for a walk and have a look. For many people and things, we should not blindly believe rumors and hearsay, but observe the world with our own eyes and think about problems with our own brains. If all of us Chinese can go abroad for a change, there is a practical comparison. I think the inferiority that has been pressing on our Chinese nation for more than 300 years will disappear, and we Chinese will be more confident, self-esteem, self-improvement! Our life will be more meaningful. Although going abroad to realize a dream is a personal behavior, just like wearing each person’s shoes on each person’s feet, you can feel uncomfortable only when you walk on your own. The outside world is very wonderful, the outside world is very helpless every time I hear this song, I sigh with emotion! The outside world is very wonderful, which gives me endless reverie, infinite power and infinite passion. I set out with heavy steps while taking advantage of the starry sky, the moonlit night and the morning dew, what is waiting for me is dawn, hope and heavy harvest. I believe that as long as you dare to fight for hardship, heaven will not treat an old man who is full of confidence in life and down-to-earth, not afraid of hardship and brave exploration. The outside world is very helpless. Skyscrapers divide the sky and family ties, but for the development of my career and to pursue my dreams, traveling abroad is my choice without complaint or regret.

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Chat reading

I don’t know what to do in the hot weather, and there is nothing to do. When the child is resting, read books at leisure. My preference for reading has never been interrupted, but now I read less, perhaps because of life or the impact of society, which makes me unable to calm down and read some books that purify the soul. Looking at some famous works brought by his wife from home, it was a little tempting, but sometimes he really didn’t have much time to visit them. Looking at Lao She’s prose, the humorous and real language makes me feel personally on the scene. I began to admire that I could write such an article in the 1930 s and 1940 s. Although she seldom touches Zhang Ailing’s works, she has read her understanding of life and every sentence is full of philosophy. It is really a thorough understanding. In fact, life is a movie, a movie that has not been moved to the screen. Everyone has his own story and everyone has an understanding of life, either profound or superficial, or short, or long, or happiness, or pain…… But in the end, they will leave the noise and go to their destination. Unfortunately, few people can devote themselves to reading now. Reading is only purposeful or utilitarian, in order to cultivate sentiment and influence the soul, There is not much self-cultivation and interpretation of the world. Entering the Sea of books means going to the Palace of knowledge, to the ancient times, to the future, and to know the ancient and the present. Let human soul purify, let human temperament sublimate, and let Human become harmonious. When you have nothing to do, please pick up the book and read it! It will be more or less beneficial to you.

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