Month: September 2018

Instant stabbing pain [the other two articles]]

I don’t know whether I care too much or whether you really ignored me at that moment. Alone facing the cold screen, I have been waiting silently, waiting for your coming soon, just like one thousand years or one thousand years. But I still couldn’t help missing you, so I left you a message. Time passed by, one second flies, and there is still no reply from you. I think maybe you are still resting after a long time, so it is not easy to disturb you …… looking at the screen of dementia, finally I still can’t control myself, and sent you another message, thank God! Thank God! This time you finally got a response. I was filled with joy and jumped up with joy. But what you never thought came immediately was …… you said that you didn’t see the message I sent you …… the tears of grievance had lost control, and you didn’t think of me anymore at that moment. The feeling of heartache and loneliness made the snow and flowers fly all over the sky in July. [In fact, I am the one who knows you best] hearing your bitter past, my eyes became wet. It turned out that your past was so hard. The hardship of family conditions makes you fail to finish your studies, and you are suffering from illness. I really want to let me bear all this for you. In fact, with your intelligence, you can finish college or even higher school. Seeing that your brothers and sisters are still young and your parents bent over for you, you resolutely dropped out of school and went home to shoulder the burden of your family. And place your good wishes and natural wisdom under your bold pen and pour out your inner world to your heart. The lost youth, the lost years, with your bitterness, you step into another unfortunate paradise. Although you have a safe place, your heart is wandering and lonely. You succumb with your heart, and your infatuated eyes are looking for them bitterly. They are at a loss, misty rain, and the sky is also pitiful for the people. You finally smelt the fragrance of peach blossom on the other side, and found the intoxicating beauty. Your face is no longer covered with dark clouds, and your forehead is no longer locked, also slowly stretch your heart no longer painful and tangled, completely moistened by the sweetness of fragrant flowers in poems, swimming in the sea of words, free and easy, ink Pen style chivalrous tenderness drunk a touch of setting sun you sing loudly to your heart has reached the shore, across the shore of Bilian for a lifetime of love Untitled miss [original] have been used to meet you early, seeing your fresh appearance, I always feel so quiet and peaceful in my heart. I am a little lonely when I don’t see you. I am alone in the cold screen, looking at your photo with my eyes staring blankly. The sour tip of my nose gradually blurred my sight. When my eyes moved, Didi Jingying had been flying down slowly. I knew I was missing you deeply again. I am used to seeing your familiar and beautiful figure every day, and hearing your familiar and sweet voice every day, but you are not here at this moment, and my heart is so tight. Anything has no meaning to me. I only feel that you are the only one in front of me and in my mind. I don’t know how to face the listless, why do I miss you so strongly? Are you still having fun now? I really don’t want you to worry about me so much, but I know that you miss me as I miss you, and you can’t let me go and care about me in other places. Although we are thousands of miles away, our hearts are so close. I feel you all the time, and you also feel me all the time. Staring at the time, why did you walk so slowly? Dida… Dida… one second and two seconds……

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

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

Waiting

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

Be good at listening to different voices and opinions

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

Read The Bridges of Madison County

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

From today on, I want to be happy

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

Sick time

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

“Dream falls and flowers bloom”

I huddled up on the office sofa and was still sleeping! The cellphone rang quickly, which woke me up. It turned out that a young friend called me to drink! I am really touched, really touched! I didn’t drive tonight because I was very tired and threw the car to this young friend. It is very hard to drive, and the income is 70 to 80 yuan a night, not to mention the temporary driving. Maybe he knew that my situation was not very good during this period of time and I needed someone to accompany me. It is also commendable for brothers to do this. This sleep, people feel very happy when they wake up. It has been a long time since they could fall asleep before 7 pm. It is really hard. The Q on the office computer is still hanging. Before waiting for the arrival of the brother, open Q, see the girl’s godmother online, say hello! I didn’t expect it. I didn’t expect it. My child’s dopted mother told me that I was in a bad mood tonight! The reason why I asked him was that the child was the son of his mother. I didn’t know why he was driven out of the house by his father and lodged in his classmate’s home. I don’t know how to comfort my girl’s godmother. I only feel the heartache of a mother, really. I have seen this child, a kind and shy child, a quiet child, how could he provoke his father’s anger and be driven out of the house. My heart is very concerned. It rained all day long, but I worried about him! Kid, you are outside, are you okay? Your life has made you bear a lot. You will be strong and your uncle will be sad for you. When I think of my child, I can’t help thinking of my daughter. My dear daughter, you are not like this. You also have to go through the journey that shouldn’t belong to you in your life experience, and you all have to bear a different journey from others. I don’t want to be sentimental, but I am still sentimental, a internal wound in my heart. Friends arrived, we drank a kilo of wine, one and a half kilos, my thinking was still so clear. I can still knock the keyboard soberly, because I have concerns and concerns in my heart. I don’t know how to comfort my girl’s godmother. What to say? It’s better not to say it. Maybe it’s better. The child’s dopted mother said that she had to take some sleeping pills before she could fall asleep. I want her to take good care of herself, after all, she is still recovering from her wounds. I said, I will send you a music. In sending this piece of music, I said, this itself is a sentimental music. I said, don’t listen to it more and more sentimental. Many people say that this piece of music is the best medicine for healing wounds. In fact, it only makes our hearts, quiet and calm, walk out of our inner world and get a peace. I was already sad, but I received a phone call from my child’s mother, saying that she was caught in cold rain and not very comfortable. I resolutely hung up the phone. I couldn’t comfort her. After all, it was over. I forced myself to harden my heart. My friend told me that if you end again one day, I hope you can make yourself colder and stop being hurt for a sentimental feeling. I have been so soft in my whole life that I can’t change it. I don’t want to say more, but I can only reply to the message: life has a long way to go, and you must learn to walk through it! In the afternoon, I bought some seasonal clothes in white horse with my little girl at the price of five hundred yuan sent by my friend. My heart was very relieved and I couldn’t suffer any more. Late at night, I was still tapping the keyboard along with this sad music, without thinking, but it was so clear. I knew that it was not because of the sadness in my heart. During this period of time, I really lost my sleep. If I wanted to sleep, I just couldn’t fall asleep. With this music, my heart was under great pressure. If I don’t want to be sad, I am still sad, whether for myself or for my child. The answer is very clear, for my child. What a good era, what a good life. Children have suffered. I don’t know what kind of feeling children will feel as our adults’ fault a few years later. My dear children, forgive us. There are some things that you can only understand after you grow up. In pain, you should learn to bear and be strong. We love you, but we cannot give you full love. This is the lack of our parents and the sin of our life. In the wind and rain, you are stronger, just like the sea swallow in the storm. Through the wind and rain, your life will be brilliant. We parents believe, ten thousand believe. In this music, actually I know that it is not the drunken one. The heart in the middle of the night became more quiet, quiet in a sad sorrow. Our children, do you know us and our hearts are all your figures. In the middle of the night, we got up not sad sadness

Like (prose editor: yuiran) the snow in spring

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

Waiting

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

Be good at listening to different voices and opinions

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

Read The Bridges of Madison County

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

From today on, I want to be happy

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

Sick time

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

She

I remember that at that time, I was really really sad and put my favorite songs into the company’s computer. Those songs had accompanied her through every morning and night, however, it took her much effort to copy them and delete them from the mobile phone. No one will understand! And these days, she finally turned over the path again and recalled them again, listening to them one by one. She still remembered the night shift that night, and she cried heartlessly, but there was no voice but tears. No one understood her, and no one could comfort her. In her world, there was only one person and no one stood with her, no one ever held her hands tightly, let alone gave her a hug voluntarily! Between people, she always keeps a certain distance from everyone so rationally! But in her heart, she hoped to get the laughter and anger that all girls should have, but she also understood when she was very young that there was something she would never have! She has many good friends who miss them from her heart, but she never disturb them easily. They may be busy or idle. Sometimes they will spare some time to call her. On the phone, she always smiled so ruffily: Miss me? Ha ha, at that time, she was always proud of laughing, but in her heart, she wrote down every move! Looking back at that year, if she persisted, maybe she could leave the only family photo that could make her think freely. Unfortunately, she gave up, so family photo is a beautiful legend forever! Now, more than ten years later, she still has her, the grandmother who grew up with her thin body. However, the success rate of that family photo is not high either! The strict and talkative grandma in her childhood is already old now. When she finally comes home every year, what makes her feel warm most is her surprised and honest smile like an old child! And because of the livelihood, her mother took care of her grandma meticulously, but her mother also loved her deeply, and her grandmother’s heart was always closely against her mother, accompanying her mother through the ups and downs of life, no matter how bad we are as children, mother’s mother will be willing to endure hunger and wait for busy mother to take time to sit down and eat such a missed lunch and dinner sometimes, watching, she really wanted to hold her relatives tightly so that she could become their pride and the power from their smiles. However, she was timid and afraid of the heart-wrenching pain, she would rather endure than touch! Dare not hold tight!!! Some people say that it is better to let go of the encouragement that has always been around than to hold the happiness that does not belong to you tightly! Ha ha, the possibility of belonging between heart and heart is so small, the instant between glance and the connection between heart and soul, and how lucky it is, that may be the fate of past and present, the expectation of life and death! Those who have this luck are so rare! She never dared to expect a touch that could move herself. Therefore, she never dared to embrace happiness boldly and leave happiness behind. She let it slip away quietly through the fingers of time, she did not shed a tear, and even did not allow herself to show a little sadness among her loved relatives and friends. The slight emotion was the mentality she cultivated after watching for a long time! No one understands her daughter’s heart! I remember that night of that year, she cried out with grievance: I didn’t mean it, really not! But it shocked her mother and them? After all, she has never been so rude! Oh!! On the surface, she has been used to calmness and indifference. In fact, she can never be truly indifferent, because she still has deep feelings and unbearable feelings and deep love and attention in her heart! Because of the development of science and technology, her heart was active on another platform, which was a platform that let her fly her Sad Wings and immerse herself in happiness wholeheartedly, she doesn’t have to pay too much attention to other people’s feelings on this platform, and she can completely release her own willfulness. Of course, she still has such a sense of shame in the depth of her heart! No matter to whom, that sense of shame may invade her heart after happiness! But maybe she really needs such a platform to release her willfulness, but her reason cannot be separated from it! Sometimes she herself admired herself very much, unexpectedly she wouldn’t fall into it and kept the boundary between the two worlds forever! Oh! Listening to those beloved songs, moving that move, thinking of that embrace move, depressing the inner curiosity of the world, releasing sincerity, pure Innocence, what kind of woman she is no longer important! What matters is that she has already learned what is following the fate!!! Love flows in the heart, love lingers in the air, truth and kindness flow in words!!! Those favorite songs are still echoing, and her smile needs to continue!

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

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

Waiting

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

Be good at listening to different voices and opinions

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

Read The Bridges of Madison County

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

From today on, I want to be happy

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

Sick time

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

Silence

Seeing these two words, I kept silent for a long time, silent, meditating and contemplation. In most cases, I still like silence, and I never like the way of chattering and gaffing, I always feel that silence is a kind of beauty, quiet beauty, just like now, quietly, she covers the infinite reverie in the bottom of her heart, hides all the sorrow and happiness, and how rough the waves are, no matter how eager to try, silence, quiet. A quiet woman was presented in front of her. However, I was also afraid of silence. I felt that the deeper I was, the cooler I was. I was so sad that it was desolate and frightening. It seemed that this sealed dark cloud covered the innocent Earth, indicating that a lightning hegemony was going to be staged and a rainstorm attack was going to be performed. So bitter, so raging. It is a silent oath, a silent protest and an indisputable fact. Therefore, in my opinion, a silent person is also terrible. The calmer the surface is, the more chaotic the heart is. Like this volcano, the silence of thousands of years has created this eruption. What kind of tumbling will it be and what kind of catharsis will it be. That kind of silence is uncontrollable struggle, pain and torture. When men and women in love quarrel, one side always keeps silent. I absolutely believe that there are some people who are very cultured and tolerate each other with silence to prevent further quarrels, but most of the silence is a kind of contempt, a kind of ignorance, a kind of protest, using silence to get rid of the endless entanglement of the other side, I believe that is a kind of harm, deeper harm. When I encountered such a situation, the more silent the other side was, the more angry the heart was. It was a kind of despair and humiliation. It looks like the flood that has suppressed the dam. If you want to drain it, you can’t. That kind of feeling is very helpless, and I want to let people explode every blood vessel of the body angrily. What kind of collapse would that be. The silence of a woman was even more horrible, staring at the ungrateful man in front of her with her eyes staring at her, her tears flowing down silently, and her thoughts were all gone. That kind of silence was the silence of the heart, and it was a kind of desolation and desolate, like the withered fallen leaves in autumn, they were cut from the body one by one, rustling. It was a groan of pain, and pain was engraved on the bones. The bitter eyes can destroy the whole world. I believe more that a broken relationship is the silence of both sides. It is the silence like death, like a dormant volcano, which will disappear forever and allow the endless movement of the Earth’s crust to remain calm at all. That kind of silence was so horrible that no more quarrels and entanglement. It was a kind of silent sword, which was always clear the indifference of contempt. Once a person becomes indifferent, it doesn’t matter. So if there are still women chattering and complaining about you, it is actually a kind of love, a kind of love, a kind of begging, a kind of longing begging, even if it is a storm, please don’t treat her with silence. That will be a silent ambition, and what makes people feel sad pain forever. I believe that everyone is immune to silence, from fear at the beginning to ignorance later to indifference at last. Once indifference occupies the soul, what kind of cruelty will it be. Beggars in the street broke their broken legs and ate the rubbish beside the road. We ignored them and we were indifferent because they were strangers.

Like (prose editor: prose online) the snow in spring

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

Waiting

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

Be good at listening to different voices and opinions

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

Read The Bridges of Madison County

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

From today on, I want to be happy

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

Sick time

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

Product prose remember

[Introduction] the so-called writer and style are exactly the personality of one person and one article. After reading the famous prose, the effect achieved is no less than the extensive reading.

Prose can always express a fate. Just because one hearsay from the Author: writing a good poem should be based on writing a good prose. I was indulged in a pile of poetry creation yesterday. I turned around and put myself into prose research, swearing that I would learn to write a prose and try to step into the Palace of poetry again. I thought it would be a little hasty,, maybe this is the real fate. Making friends with a large number of excellent authors in prose website, reading their works in spare time, there is always a little inexplicable shock. The editor is kind enough to take the famous prose into a small space, small rather than small, big rather than big. Every time I read, I can always learn many routines and tips. The first reading of prose works came from Yu Qiuyu’s elder. The opening work “Taoist Pagoda” must make people admire Mr. Zhou’s unique examination of history and rich imagination. After reading the whole article, I always feel a lot, but I can’t express it for a while. This is the essence of famous teacher’s prose. I admire the literary skills of senior Yu very much, which makes people sigh with admiration. There is only one sentence in “Taoist Pagoda”: that group of road pagodas are located on both sides high and low, which inevitably makes people feel a little lonely and desolate. The charm of language and the location of the tower have set the emotional tone for the article at the same time, which makes people appreciate the different demeanour of famous artists. It is this finishing point that makes a lonely image jump on the paper. You give a heart to the author, which makes you personally on the scene. When reading Wang yuanzhuan’s handing over the scriptures handed down from ancient times, he always wanted to stretch out his hand to stop him. He was stunned and could only leave a trace of grief and regret; When reading foreign invasion, I hoped that I was one of the soldiers who fought with passion and devoted all my efforts to death. When I read the ending, I felt sad and angry unconsciously when I went to the empty building. Your emotions rise and fall like waves in the article, which is the brilliance of famous masters. The Taoist pagoda gives people an emotional appeal of cherishing the past and cherishing the present. Where come the stranger brings you into the era of Genghis Khan in a flash. You are not only reading articles, but also communicating with the author’s mind, the heroic historical review of senior Yu is displayed again in the full text. We have witnessed not only the image of a great hero, but also what is more delightful and valuable is that we have witnessed a wise monarch who listens to advice and will correct his mistakes. In the article, the Taoist priest dissuade the great hero Mo shasheng is probably the vague embodiment of Yu’s senior people’s view of national peace. In addition, I have also read Mr. Zhou’s “Poetry of Rainy Night”, and when I read it, the scene of rainy night appears in front of me, which adds more beauty to the well. After reading Mr. Zhou’s “ruins”, this kind of unique opinion always makes people doubt whether it was in that era that the ruins wanted to be rebuilt that the teacher tried his best to stop and anger. If Venus connected the broken arm, it would be from Perfect to imperfect, this sentence really has profound meaning; The unique insights of the master in “ink sacrifice” can also be appreciated and admired, which requires how much talent and thought! In “Mogao Grottoes”, the teacher’s re-examination of beauty makes people shine at the moment. The master used to have some accomplishments in art, and he also experienced the demeanour of some famous artists before, although the articles written by Yu seniors didn’t have the sonorous passion of Lu Xun to the point, the kind and tender feelings of Bing Xin, and Zhu Ziqing’s beauty, he could always read his prose once more to get more freshness and inspiration, reviewing New. The so-called one writer, one style, is also the personality of one person and one article. After reading the famous prose, the effect achieved is no less than the extensive reading. Nowadays, many online articles and works are always swaggering through the market under the guise of fantasy. Young people always love to live in the virtual world and live a life of true heroes! However, the painstaking works of some famous artists were buried, which made them gradually forget and bury in a deep heart. What a sad result this should be! Reading the famous proses calmly is like tasting a cup of green tea on a hot day to clear away the annoyance in your heart; It is also like tasting a sip of honey, which makes you feel cool in your heart; It is more like the open fire in the helpless darkness, which will. Nowadays, I am willing to be an ordinary young man who grows up silently with prose. As for how outsiders make comments, I have made up my mind that nothing matters at all.

Like (prose editor: yuiran) the snow in spring

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

Waiting

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

Be good at listening to different voices and opinions

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

Read The Bridges of Madison County

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

From today on, I want to be happy

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

Sick time

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

Don’t be by my side when you wake up

You always keep away from me, I know, no matter how I find, I how percussion your avatar, you always gray, unmoved. You always I’m invisible, I on-line, line. This is your choice, because I am helpless people, you think I am your emotional third party, you in escape from. You always escape, I always in pursuit, the pursuit of a inner balance, as I always thought the past also catch back, but, you tell me, washed-up, past, only the past. Past you chasing me, I in escape from. Maybe one day, I will wake up, but not today.

Like (prose editor: prose online) the snow in spring

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

Waiting

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

Be good at listening to different voices and opinions

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

Read The Bridges of Madison County

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

From today on, I want to be happy

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

Sick time

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

Glass Doll

Winter has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. From the fallen leaves of the phoenix tree beside the road, we can see a miserable feeling. There are still some stubborn marks left on the branches, and even the wind is roaring, my eyes became confused. It seemed that I was going to spend another winter. I especially heard that the old man would turn over a year after a winter. What about me? Over? Am I old? When I was picking a birthday present for my friend, I found a doll in front of a big French window, a crystal clear colored glaze doll, which reflected a little colorful sunshine. From the side, I could see the outline of the rainbow in five colors, it’s just a long hair doll wearing a white dress, transparent and a little fuzzy, delicate face seems to be still smiling, is it facing the sunshine? She stared at the Sunshine blankly like this, and I stared at her extremely dry eyes confusedly. When did the moisture become dense? Some people say that everyone has a shadow in the sun, and a shadow in the deepest part of his heart. That is the devil of human beings. Who on earth is the shadow of whom? Coloured Glaze doll, exquisite and beautiful, can even reflect the rainbow. I smile, am I so beautiful? Is? A group of girls dressed in beautiful clothes came into the shop as colored glaze dolls. They walked in in twos and threes, holding hands to pick up gifts! The light of Coloured Glaze doll reflected on their faces. A lively girl saw it at a glance. Yes, I once thought this doll was so beautiful. That Girl picked it up, I was playing without sacrificing my hands. I had such an impulse to rush up and grab it. How could Coloured Glaze play with it? It is more fragile than Ceramics. It is only suitable for staying on a clean table and looking up at the sunshine. The colorful world outside has nothing to do with her, and she is not suitable for anyone to appreciate and play with. She is colored glaze, so fragile, how can you be sure that you can protect her forever? She is colored glaze, which is only suitable for staying in a corner motionless and watching the sunrise and sunset quietly. She is colored glaze, not masonry. She is neither expensive nor hard and wear-resistant, not because she doesn’t want, just because she was just the transparent and clear colored glaze floor, there was a burst of Broken Sound. The colored glaze splashed everywhere, the sunshine broke, and everything broke, staring at the fragments of the ground blankly, I didn’t notice that girl’s panic eyes, bent down and looked at their fragments gently. Something broke, after the fragments of the ground were broken without reservation, she finally realized that this was the feeling that her heart was cut. She was just colored glaze. The sight of colored glaze became blurred, and even the buildings could not be distinguished, I could only sit on the edge of the steps. The colored glaze was so broken and she was so completely broken. There was no sign that a gap was made in my heart. Was that right? I am a Coloured Glaze doll, it was doomed to look up at the Sunshine motionlessly. I couldn’t help touching it. Who likes a fragile doll so much? A colored glaze girl was placed again in front of the glass window. No matter how beautiful she was, she was not the one she used to be. That girl was dead, lying in the garbage, with no clean face and no smile any more, broken fragments can no longer reflect the rainbow. Is this the final fate of every colored glaze? Is this their final destination? They ever cry? Have they ever said that they love this world? Have they ever yearned for everything outside the window? Have they ever envied a humble stone? The heart fell like that, even without a valley bottom, the sunshine became a little dazzling, the leaves of the phoenix tree on the road were still struggling for the last time, and there was no sound in the world at that moment, hide yourself and be confused in your own world

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

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

Waiting

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

Be good at listening to different voices and opinions

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

Read The Bridges of Madison County

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

From today on, I want to be happy

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

Sick time

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

Is it because I like literature or myself?

[Introduction] If a friend is so sincere, he must call my brother. Of course, he can’t refuse. If the younger brother of a beautiful woman also had sincerity, I would certainly treat her equally and spare no effort to open my eyes and reply.

Article 538 I have written a lot of essays in recent years. Think about it carefully. Is it because I like literature to write articles from the beginning at such an age? Think carefully, No. If it is because I like literature, I must read many literary works and forget to eat and sleep, but I don’t. I am always infatuated, at least my wife makes comments like this. However, I am not addicted to reading but to writing. I asked myself: What is the purpose of writing articles? Answer: I like myself rather than literature. I like writing down myself in the article, writing down what I have done, done, thought, seen and heard in my whole life, or writing down my own ideas, my own and so on. Therefore, just writing articles instead of reading articles causes sleepless sleep. Why do I seldom read articles but like to write articles? In a word: don’t feel unhappy when you hold it in your stomach. In another essay, it is said that the character of being silent for a lifetime and the feelings of decades seem to fill every cell and pore, the last days of life can reveal all the feelings of more than 70 years, which is a great happiness! It is said that the essay “I have three chief editors and sisters” caused a burst of calm water. I don’t believe it very much, but I can’t believe it all, because I did find some abnormal signs: This article was canceled after being refined. I never care about essence and excellence. Adding essence or not, or canceling adding essence is just like eating, drinking, pulling and scattering. It doesn’t matter. I don’t know about editing, but it is the first time for me to do such a thing. It is a little strange to hear that. Curl his. I seldom post again, one of the reasons is that the words are too small and difficult. Now that Wei Lan could not care about the small words, I wrote these words after thinking about it: Support to cancel the essence, and support to cancel the excellence, I really really mean it. I never cared about these, but only wrote for feeling, expressing and releasing. Now that it has been published, I have already felt, expressed and released, which is enough. People who enter the 78-year-old threshold don’t care about this. They just want to pour all their feelings out quickly. Thank you for your concern for this essay. To explain, I don’t reply very much because I am not lofty. There is nothing to be lofty. I just want to save some eyesight and write more about myself. There is really nothing worthy of my lofty spirit. I am a student in writing skills. When I was a beginner, a chief editor’s younger sister often corrected some words or punctuation marks for me. I used to oil myself in a short essay, calling myself a newborn old calf: holding a thousand jin pen, stepping into the literary world; Regardless of sadness and happiness, laughing into a chapter. Newborn old calf, chatting young crazy; Looking for fun thousands of Baidu, suddenly smiled. I am an ordinary person without airs. I will answer several sentences when my child calls his grandfather good. He is a good child, a good child and a good classmate. Of course, I also have a strange habit. I like to look down upon those who look down upon me. For them, no matter how high my status is, I am extremely arrogant. If the opposite side welcomes me, unexpectedly, I didn’t respond as if I saw a telegraph pole. I don’t have any knack, and of course I don’t have any backer, that is, I just have nothing to ask for. Since I have nothing to ask for, I have nothing to lose, and I have nothing to fear. I know that I am a few pounds and a few taels, and I will never lose my head even if I am flattered by others. As for the recognition of several editor-in-chief sisters, they were deeply influenced by their enthusiasm and sincerity, and they shouldn’t refuse to accept them. What can I do from them. I regard them as children, but they are willing to call them elder brothers. If they are required to call them uncles and uncles, wouldn’t they be mistaken for I am relying on the old and selling the old. Others call me grandpa, and I accept it calmly. Call it, polite and polite. There are many titles on the internet. I am glad to accept my elder brother, elder brother, elder brother, elder brother, elder brother, old Yun, teacher and grandfather one by one. There is also a netizen from Ma Daha, even called me an old sister. One of the comments said: the current popularity is related to so many talented beauty editors in original, The meaning is Hehe, let’s not talk about it. This I can neither. I don’t have the ability to judge what other people think. As far as I am concerned, I have no mind to know whether the chief editor is a beautiful woman or not. It is not clear whether he is a male or a female. The net name is always confusing, I didn’t think about the leisure. Actually count beauty is a matter of opinion. Now calling beautiful women is a trend, and it is also polite, respectful and polite. I never call others beauties. If they are really beautiful, it is not easy to call them frivolous. If they are not beautiful, it is like sarcasm and ridicule, so I never use such a name. I have seen the photos of the two chief editors and sisters, but I have never called them beauties. In the essay “I have three editor-in-chief Sisters”, I wrote something like this: when I saw the wedding photo of a editor-in-chief sister more than 20 years ago in QQ, I said something pretty! I don’t understand how this sentence could attract so many reverie. For example, there is a post written like this: the author just doesn’t want to talk to me, a beautiful little brother! So I reposted it to my beautiful little brother: I never divided my brothers or sisters, just because the words were too small and difficult, so I seldom read it and seldom posted it back. I didn’t give up my age. If a friend is so sincere, he must call my brother, of course, he can’t refuse. If the younger brother of a beautiful woman also had sincerity, I would certainly treat her equally and spare no effort to open my eyes and reply. I once ridiculed myself in a short essay like this: I was born as a civilian, and I was incompetent all my life; When I came to talk, I expressed my love for more than 70 years. Young people are weak and sick, and young people are reluctant to fight for their lives; Middle-aged people leave many regrets, and old people look back to talk about the rest of their lives. Descendants can remember clearly that their ancestors were born in a normal book; There was nothing left, but only a light body. There are both falsity and reality, which are true and false self-identification; The composition is just for expressing feelings, and there is no need to take everything seriously. My friend, do you understand my mind? I don’t like literature, nor beauty, but myself. I like recalling my past, writing my feelings and expressing my feelings. So as long as you like my essay and care about me, you will report it with sincerity regardless of brothers and sisters, uncle, elder and younger generation.

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