Month: May 2019

Autumn

So fast, the hot summer is coming to an end. Even so, it is estimated that it will be hot for some days. The old family often said: After the beginning of autumn, the Olympic fever will last for 18 days. The Autumn Tiger initiates Wei Lai, sometimes quite powerful. Maybe it will be cooler sooner or later. After dinner, it was not completely dark, and one walked south along the road at the door. On both sides of the road were tall and robust corns, which were spitting ears. The neat tassels became a different scenery. When people walk past, they can smell the light sweetness in the air. This kind of feeling seems familiar. Maybe I haven’t felt it for some time. I remember when I was a child, I went to the ground to weed grass all day to help my family work at this time. At that time, everything in the field was common. It can be said that summer vacation was tiring and happy for children in rural areas at that time. Sometimes, when I was tired of work, some friends would sneak to the vegetable field nearby to steal tomatoes to eat. The act of stealing vegetables is exciting and thrilling, which is really worse than that of stealing vegetables online now. However, now rural people seldom weed. Once the herbicide is finished, they are no longer busy with weeds in the fields all day long. In the distance, cicadas can still be heard, and the enthusiasm will not decrease, indicating that summer is not far away. Going further, there was a piece of bean field, green, some were blooming with small white flowers, and some had already grown pods. At this moment, I suddenly thought of catching bean worms with my mother when I was a child, I don’t know if there is still the fat big green worm. Maybe, it’s already gone. In my impression, the color of the bean worm is green, and some of them are yellow, about four or five inches long, as thick as the index finger, hidden under the bean leaves, which can be regarded as a master of disguise. The caught Bean worm was taken home, and it was crushed to feed the chicken with scissors. To be honest, the skin of the bean worm was hard and thick, and it was hard to step on it with feet to kill it at once. Ah, happy childhood and unforgettable rural life are gone forever. The sky gradually got dark, so we had to go back the same way. It seems that the wind blows over, somewhat a little coolness, July is hot, as expected. The village in the distance is becoming more and more blurred, but the smoke curling from kitchen stove which has not been seen for a long time can not be seen. Maybe the poetic scene can only be pursued from yesterday’s memory. Ah, autumn is the harvest season, and also the season I expected, as if I saw the fruitful results …… walking and thinking, I unexpectedly went to the door. —– I can’t stop talking, the other side can reach! 2011.8.8 in autumn

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How can I tell you

Nannan, I called you that afternoon. You asked me how long I thought of you. Actually not. Don’t you know what kind of good friends we are? I am just invaded by my nameless sadness again, but I hope you can be happy forever. Don’t be sad because of my trivial sadness. Then, you say, how can I tell you. I remember the sentence you said to me before you went to Xi’an. You said, make an appearance and let me have a look. But Nannan, I let you down. Once again, I entered a state of chaos and confusion, waiting for death day after day. I don’t know how I become like this now. I am careful about everything, afraid of everything, and then many people worry about myself. And this is not enough. I often lose my temper and hurt those people around who give warmth. Then, you say, how can I tell you. I often think numbness is actually the worst state. It doesn’t matter sadness or happiness. I can’t afford to be interested in anything, and it’s loose. But this is also my current living condition. I didn’t know from which day, I started to skip classes, rent novels outside with Liangzi or go to the internet cafe for an hour, with a slight sense of guilt. I played the role that I once disdained again and again, and made inappropriate things again and again. Unexpectedly, I could keep calm. Then, you say, how can I tell you. My mother is disappointed and even desperate about my study now. Every weekend when she went home, the most common thing she said was: if she failed this year, she would not go to school and marry a wife to farm at home. Another time, she told me that sometimes people can’t accept their fate. Maybe your life is like this. If we can’t get into college, don’t force us any more. I don’t blame her. Everything is caused by me. I can only blame myself for being disappointing. I didn’t bring her the light she deserved, it did not bring even a little comfort to her increasingly tired heart. I helplessly watched myself sink and fall day by day, but there was no way. Then, you say, how can I tell you. Recently, bad things happened to me one after another. At first, I was beaten inexplicably that Saturday afternoon, and then my crossover coat was stolen in the dormitory. Maybe you think this is a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning. Remember that you always tell me that society is just like this. Just be careful. But I still feel sad because of such an unchangeable reality. I told myself not to cry, not to cry. You are already an adult, and then the tears drip down. Then, you say, how can I tell you. On April 29, my sister took me to the supermarket to buy clothes, two T-shirts and a pair of casual pants, all famous brand. The next day she went to the market and bought me watermelons and peaches. I really can’t do anything to express my gratitude for this. All I have is silent guilt and anxiety in my heart. When I was wearing clothes and eating fruits, I always wondered when I could make money. I really want to give up my study which is totally paralyzed now and go out to work alone to earn money to repay those people who have been paying for me silently. But at the same time, the thousands of days I endured were all meaningless. Then, you say, how can I tell you. When I asked Xiaochuan about his phone number and birthday that night, he said why he asked these questions. After that, everyone will gradually forget each other when they have their own lives, the time now and you and me chatting together will be forgotten slowly. After listening to such an answer, I felt very scared. I would always tell Liangzi when I met him again. I would tell him commands in general. You should never forget me in the future. But it doesn’t work, does it? I still can’t know clearly what our relationship is now, let alone the unpredictable future. Then, you say, how can I tell you. After being troubled by the issue of friendship, I started my own silly experiment. I suddenly wanted to figure out what kind of pure relationship I had with those friends I thought, and even whether it was pure or not. I began to ask them to do this for me and do that for me. When I was dissatisfied, I lost my temper and felt that they were not good enough to myself. But calm down and think carefully, how much have you done for each other? Friendship, don’t you need mutual tolerance? Besides, isn’t this experiment itself blasphemed friendship? Give up the experiment, but what method can I see clearly the depth of friendship? I had to keep silent after thinking of asking later. Because they are like broken beads in my mind, the thread used to unblock my thoughts can no longer be found. Then, you say, how can I tell you. In fact, my life is just like the words you see, chaotic, unconscious, decadent, and even beyond your control. I always feel that someone is manipulating my life, and my every move smiles. I thought of Faye Wong’s chess piece. She sang softly in a lonely and ethereal voice: I was like a chess, and I couldn’t help myself coming and going. So, you say, how can I tell you?

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Autumn Leaves, falling pieces of dust edge

Listening to friends chatting in the car and looking at the constantly changing scenery outside the car window is like watching a lengthy movie, sometimes dull, sometimes giving you a surprise. When I met a beautiful scenery, I got a surprised glimpse, and then I reluctantly watched it move away, just like we always met and separated in our life journey. Gradually moving away, the green mountains and rivers in my hometown faded away slowly, and the topic in the car also extended from Hanjiang River to any slowly. I talked about the trivial things around me casually, or about family, or about friends, or about the country, with the singing from the loudspeaker box, the atmosphere is relaxed and pleasant. A couple of father and daughter kept the atmosphere of the whole journey in deep affection. My daughter’s Frank Talk and undisguised accusation and intimacy to my father reminded me of myself, I think of the long-lost love between father and daughter. Maybe reexamining the relationship between myself and my family and friends is the biggest gain of my trip. A leaf was falling down, and I looked at each other instantly from the open glass window. The autumn feeling blowing on my face aroused the cool thoughts in my heart again. It was a trace of coldness that went into the bone marrow. I couldn’t tell why it came from or where it would go, just like a nameless trick hidden in the darkest place of the soul, you can’t find it even if you find it, and you can’t drive it away. It always appears without reason when there is no reason. The dust was flying, saying goodbye to the hillside full of loess, and seeing the snow mountain far away. Holy and far away, she stared at the vehicles coming and going on the road with cold eyes, people looking up at her, and the mountains under her skirt. I didn’t cheer for the appearance of Snow Mountain. As for all the things that are high above and far away from the horizon, I am used to quietly appreciating and feeling the beauty of her existence or the touch she can bring to me. When galloping into the grassland, the auspicious clouds all over the sky were extremely high and far, but I felt very kind. Is it because she indicates good luck? Or is it because she represents a certain belief? In a word, I always stubbornly believe that people who have faith will be more determined, and people who have faith will have real souls. When the car stopped and my friends were taking photos, I quietly raised the camera and put the lens to the sky, regardless of the focal length, aperture and the prescribed procedures, I pressed the shutter casually, put the auspicious clouds all over the sky into my camera, and freeze the figure of friends under the auspicious clouds all over the sky. Facing such magnificent nature, I can only be a calm bystander and look from a distance with the camera. Watch the scenery change in thousands of ways, see the colorful flowers, see the glory of the past become broken walls and declines. Buddha said: how much love to stay in the world, welcome the ups and downs of the world. When I came back, I took the wrong route. Although I traveled more than 60 kilometers round trip, I encountered the beautiful scenery. I didn’t ask the name of the river, just because I was immersed in the intoxicating autumn scenery on the shore. My Wandering heart suddenly wanted to settle down. The tranquil mountain and water had always been the harbor I wanted to park. I like to sit quietly by the river, watching the sparkling water waves and the reflection in the water, looking at the grass beside the water, I can’t be a woman as calm as water in this world; I like to walk freely in the mountains, see the white clouds in the blue sky, see the cattle and sheep in the mountains, look at the small flowers on the roadside, but I can’t open up a path to extend my dream freely in my heart. Suddenly encountered such a strong autumn color, just like drinking a cup of strong wine, which made people drunk undefensively. Under the Sun, birch forest extends along the river bank. They stretch their bodies and bloom with dazzling golden yellow. Through the gap of leaves, I saw the blue sky. I could imagine how they had experienced the bud of spring, the lush summer, and the final splendor of life in the cycle of seasons. Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as beautiful as autumn leaves. After prosperity, after all, it cannot escape from decay. They quietly falling. Autumn leaves fluttering, taking away a thick family affection. Autumn leaves fluttering, taking away a deep friendship. Autumn leaves are fluttering, taking away a crazy love. Autumn leaves fluttering, wandering world, scattered life prosperous.

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My future is not a dream

“My future is not a dream” is a song in my heart, and it is also a beautiful dream that I have been struggling to pursue. How much yearning and tears do my beautiful dreams contain? In the past years, I was always not so confident about the dream in my heart. Sometimes I was afraid of losing, so I was unwilling to pursue; Sometimes I was afraid of failure, so I gave up pursuing; most of the time, we can’t find the target, so we will complain about everything and others. In the end, we will like it all, leaving a lot of regret! My future is not a dream. What I often see in front of me in dreams is not the helplessness of reality, but the light of my future. It is not the late autumn, but the gentle early spring. Maybe the dream is unreal, maybe the dream will not come true, so I can cry in the dream and laugh in the dream. I can have it in my dream, and I can give up in my dream. So there is less trouble and more happiness. Sometimes crying is happier than laughing, and sometimes laughing is sadder than crying. My future is not a dream. I believe no matter what the future is? As long as I look forward to the right direction and go forward bravely without shrinking back or disappointment, I will not waste my life. Although dreams are unreal, they are also real. Although the dream is far away, it is also close at hand. Although dreams are future, they are also present. My dream is the future, but my future is not a dream. Dear people, I have never forgotten my commitment to myself and persistence in love. I know that my future is not a dream. I pursue my dream in the future. Even the shocking waves and the surging sea cannot stop my pace of pursuing love. I will use my sweat to irrigate seeds, use my perseverance to seek truth, use my sincerity to find the future, and use my dream to weave the future. I want to say that my future is not a dream, and my heart is moving with hope. In the journey of life, maybe we will be attracted by the fragrant flowers along the way and forget to move forward; Maybe we stand at the intersection of scenery and are confused and forget to choose. The dust accumulated in life is like the fleeting years of time. There must be giving up and hope. When we rush to the distant place and are tired of running for the future, the green leaves of life are also thriving. The future is dancing in life, just like the butterfly dancing in the flowers, which is the lingering charm in the twilight, in the faded sun, but still looking at the busy figure. Is the road paved with love smooth or full of thorns? Is the ship built with hope smooth or reverse? Is the sky supported by dreams sunny or cloudy? Look at the persistent blue sky and listen to the oath of the sea. My future is not a dream! I want to let the passion of life agitate in the pursuit, and let the chapter of life begin to be written again. I want to paint colorful colors on my youth and light up the way forward. I want time to weave the wings of the future and soar freely. I want to promise hope one by one down to earth. How much pain do you have to bear in the world? How many departures do you have to bear? How much sadness do you have to bear? It is better to regard it as a dream. When the dream wakes up, it is already the end of life, which will make you feel better. But there are always some people and things that can’t be forgotten, making myself wake up from dreams all the time. My future is not a dream, but an expectation and a longing for the future. It is a kind of choice, a kind of pain that I don’t know how to choose. It is a kind of struggle. How can you see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? Only the achievements gained through struggle can we truly cherish them. Dear people, now I live in the arms of your love. I will have more confidence to face everyone and face the sunrise and sunset everyday. My future will no longer be a dream.

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[Introduction] in spring, in the blooming season of ziyunying, I will wait for the chicken coop far away, waiting for the joy of the chicken breaking its shell, that group of bright and delicate yellow and furry chickens kept jumping and jumping in the deep of memory with the breath of spring.

There is a kind of scenery, and it may be difficult to move forward if you have a look at it; There is a kind of people who may be reluctant to forget when you meet one; There is a kind of food that you may be deeply attached to once you taste it; there is a song, once listening to it, you may want to float and sink for several generations. It is a visual enjoyment, and the spring breeze blows your face; It is an emotional resonance, which is consistent; It is a spiritual collision, high mountains and flowing water are just like a good article. Once you read it, it is like a clear spring moistening your heart. When you read it again, you still feel clear and cool. After reading it, you still feel a long charm. This is the case in “The Ring”-the warm pleasure led us into a beautiful, charming and fascinating poetic paradise. The pure and clear love between xiaoyingzi and Minghai in the thick and human paradise in “receiving the precepts” made people feel like spring breeze. It was an accidental day when I first read “receiving the Precepts, among the neatly placed books in the library, I am looking for the works of writer San Mao who I have been obsessed with for many years. The collected works of Wang Zengqi were placed neatly under the top grid of the bookshelf. The traces that were read by countless people made these books seem to have some historical charm. So in that afternoon, I forgot the time, the surroundings and the books I wanted to read. He wrote in plain language. I have drawn so many charming genre paintings, which make people unable to open their eyes and do not want to open their eyes any more. His works have no flowery words, no twists and turns, and no soul-stirring love, but only the simplicity and strong local characteristics captured my thoughts. It makes me miss it without knowing whether it is warm or cold! I am not a scholar who has learned rich five cars, nor a literary critic with unique opinions, and I have no time to read widely. The superficial knowledge and opinion can not grasp the essence of this article well, but after reading the whole article “The Ring”, the poetic detached world is unforgettable for a long time. I was slightly curious about the topic when I first read “The Ring. I feel very serious when I accept the precepts. What kind of story will the author tell us with solemn titles? What kind of colorful world is constructed? Just looking at the topic, I think anyone who has an unrestrained imagination can’t expect that what the author tells us is such a clear and clear story far away from material desire and impetuousness. The words at the beginning of the article made me curious about a monk with many disciplines and rules, his life of ordinary and changeable coarse tea and light rice. What kind of wonderful chapters will be composed? What charm will it have? It is worth the author’s efforts to write books for him? In fact, I am wrong. The monks living in this Nunnery are so real and pure people, people who really live in the present there is no opposition between Buddhism and human nature, and there are not so many regulations restricting human nature. I think even the temple name is so indifferent and not persistent in prejudice, we have to laugh at them. They are so cute. This is all due to the author’s innocent and simple exquisite thoughts and quiet and delicate ink like children, which show the pure and simple small square sky far away from the secular world, the kind and beautiful people in this world live diligently and steadfastly. They don’t have Secular Utilitarianism and fierce contradictions. Do you think you can get married and have children in the concept you accept? Can I drink and eat meat? Can I buy and sell small gambling? All the abnormal existence is reasonably accepted by people in this heaven and earth. Simple people don’t have any colored eyes, and there is no condemn or hatred. There is no rule in this temple, and no one even mentions these two words. I have to say that these are a group of lovely people who are as pure as newborn babies and are not bound and restricted by any frame in the outside world. In their eyes, seven emotions and six desires are human nature, human nature the monks in the water chestnut nunnery eat meat without telling people that they will solemnly read an old curse to the dead pigs here we will not feel that they are creating, and will not appear obtrusive, it seems that there is more respect and admiration for life. There is also the pure love between Ming Hai and xiaoyingzi. In this world full of free air, there is no class difference under the door-to-door system, no trouble of saloon car, and everything comes to the true temperament in people’s heart, the warm love in the trickle has to sigh or only those innocent thoughts and emotions can write the innocent beauty of love in the seclusion of entering the WTO. Wang Zengqi himself also said that what I wrote was beauty and healthy humanity. Beauty and humanity are needed at any time. Indeed, all the people who have read “The precepts” fell in love with the paradise full of strong human feelings. The life style of people here is so free, love is simple, beautiful and simple. The free hymn of love is sung here, and the detached and free ODE is composed here-unique and poetic. The world in Wang Zengqi’s works is not piled up with flowery words, living language, simple and ordinary expression, but full of emotional sustenance. I have to say that he is a master of life, a master of life that I admire and admire. If you want to ask why you love the master’s works, there is also a narrow and humble reason. There are too many memories in my childhood in the world he wrote: When the snow melts in winter, the warm sunshine falls on the eaves, when the crystal long icicles turned into drops of tears of lovesickness and embraced the Earth, my mother was careful and kind to make soles under the roof of Xiangyang and make uppers, which moved her heart every time she thought about it. In the autumn when the late rice is harvested, when the water chestnut is ripe, I will take off my shoes and socks with a basket and step on the water chestnut in the mud happily, although the weather is slightly cold at that time. In the afternoon summer evening, no matter how hard I tried to pull it, the Buffalo who was afraid of mosquitoes was stubbornly rolling around in the muddy water, unwilling to get up, so every time I took a khaki banana fan and waited for it while driving mosquitoes beside the earth dam. In spring, in the blooming season of ziyunying, I will wait for the chicken coop far away, waiting for the joy of the chicken breaking its shell, that group of bright and delicate yellow and furry chickens kept jumping and jumping in the deep of memory with the breath of spring. In some of his works, the children who were chasing the Porter could always find the long historical traces which were sealed in his memory, which made him feel kind, natural, if I am obsessed with writer San Mao, it is her truth, goodness and beauty. Then the works of Wang Zengqi, which made me linger in my heart, are because of the simple atmosphere revealed in the Life language which is not simple and simple. Why do you have to know each other when meeting! But I want to say why I met each other. Although my acquaintance is only because of my unilateral appreciation of Wang Zengqi, a master whom I love very much, at best, I can only be said to be an ordinary and ordinary me among all living beings, A stubborn preference for Masters, hate not meeting in the same world. But why are you so persistent here? Occasionally, in the fragrance of birds and flowers in the morning, holding a volume of master’s collected works, enjoy the baptism of the first ray of sunshine in the morning. In the sunshine bath in the afternoon, holding a roll of master’s collected works and tasting a cup of green tea. Occasionally, under the quiet night sky at night, holding a volume of master’s collected works in hand, listening to frogs singing outside the window. That — is a kind of enjoyment.

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Lianjiang

Nan Qi dynasty poet Xie Tiao in Xuancheng Mrs Yam punctuality, Deng Jingting, write down yu xia scattered into Qi, Chengjiang quiet as practice beautiful words, eternal read so far. Xie Tiao eyes in river bright and clean, as long practice ribbon around the mountain, scene is beautiful. So, is there such a River, directly is called is Lianjiang? It has both Lianjiang name, and as practice of beauty? Journey by train Anhui-line, curved southwest line, Xuancheng, Jixi, arrived Millennium City Shexian. Ancient city history very old, said Qin dynasty had this based County. Ancient city beautiful landscape, Humanities landscaped lot, as Hui-style culture of birthplace, Here ancient genius and beauty come forth in large numbers. In the ancient city walk, you look up low eyebrow inadvertently see any a landscape, involve the heritage, and worth a deep long meditate! I have several been to Shexian friends, all here landscape humanities landscape show intoxicated, has mentioned Shexian, is still a face of concussion with excitement, relish, in memory of the river linger. As living field of Shexian people, then, I have a special pride. Ancient city Shexian, have a river ring slow-flow. Jiang name, called Lianjiang! Lianjiang, aka emblem Creek, Xixi, or Lianxi. Qing dynasty seven years (1827 nian) the Huizhou prefecture Zhi “In Da Qing Yi Tong Zhi Records: around County city Yang, cloth shot, Pacific Capital, Fengle four water, distribution confluence, zhixie ru lian, and arrived in South, Ping Yan stop storage, jing chuan with green, is a xixi. Lianjiang on original ancient bridge three-seat, top-down followed by six-million bridge, he xi qiao, Ziyang Bridge. And now additional Xinqiao several, Jiang’s side and that linking up, more convenient passage. On Lianjiang of this dry, some said it was he xi qiao the following paragraph of, long only 6.65. This paragraph Lianjiang, River of essence. he xi qiao that, antique and Taibai Tower, cornices volley. Have Junsu abnormal Phi Yunfeng, Green flowing. There is a shortage decadent Temple, and once more than Changqing temple tower on tower bell, in Morrowind mu xia in back and forth dangle, sound long; Now live in several monk, incense also slowly flourished, cause for some incense Buddha of believers worshipping. he xi qiao this end of the IS Hexi Park, stands a high Revolutionary Martyrs Monument, palatial dignified. Down is duo jing yuan, stocked with a variety of bonsai, and artificial rockery; duo jing yuan building is antique typical Huizhou features, white walls and black tiles and Lianjiang clear water color silhouetted against each other, high eaves in the wave surface breezes were sloshing, showing a blurred vision. he xi qiao down several in a Ziyang bridge, it is Lianjiang on top of a bridge. he xi qiao and Ziyang bridge between, is crossed by a known as Jiangnan Dujiangyan Water Conservancy Project: yu liang ba. yu liang ba will Lianjiang Middle truncated, Bashang is Keang of water, reflecting the cross-Strait Castle Peak and ancient city of contour, occasionally see a fishing boat or stop or line, was a picture of bright quiet beauty of landscape painting! Dam River is Whitecaps tumbling, drops of water jump washing over yo round stone, issued by rushing sound. Old-Time Shexian people to go to Hangzhou, is from here boarding down, with wave view Moon, reward not cross-strait of wei wei qing shan, enough of everywhere of beautiful scenery! Lianjiang this name when they occur, at first is who exhaled, I done no textual research. But, Jiang as its name, beautiful, not empty. You see, since centuries, Lianjiang and far and near Castle Peak matched, and high day lunar relative, and ancient town, sometimes quietly flowing, sometimes naughty singing, and left many Story Legend. Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai likes straying. There is a story, said year Li Bai admiration Shexian hermit Xu Xuan Ping poem, want to face-to-face visit. But hermit’s whereabouts is it so easy to be discovered. Li Bai to Shexian search Xu Xuan Ping days shall not, heart is very empty mush! Now a Lianjiang boat ornamental cross-strait of landscape, passing to old boatman asked Xu Xuan Ping. Old Boatman said Xu Xuan Ping place is hard to find, but you really want to find, also not hard to find. Old Shaogong casually Yin a poem: front of a bamboo pole, is Xu public. Li Bai overjoyed, immediately disembark, according to the old boatman poem described in to find front have one pole bamboo of people. Shexian here, front bamboo of people a lot, but only of a bamboo really hard to find. Li Bai looked for it, becoming less and less confident. He in mountain road and think old Shaogong poems. Suddenly realize: front of a bamboo pole, not refers to the boat support Marine penny? Xu Xuan ping home not is that boat? And the boatman, not is Xu Xuan Ping himself? Li Bai return waterfront find that boat,-River vast, old Shaogong Xu Xuan Ping early don’t know where to go! Li Bai qian li xun Oz, meet not nice ring, very sorry. So, having him around maoan Wall wrote this poem: I Yin pass homes poem, visiting really habitat. Smoke Ridge fan High trace, Yunlin separated void. Glimpse pavilion but bleak, rely on empty and hesitate. Applied Chemistry Liao cranes, when Chitose more. It was said that Xu Xuanping, the hermit, knew later that it was Li Bai, a great poet who was searching for him, and he was also regretful. Two Immortals, mutual Moselle, eventually failed to see! Now, two big fairy has to go, only long flowing river in gently telling this a laments the story. Lianjiang edge block interested at steles, this is Li Bai year for directions place. Hexi Bridge had a broken month beach attractions, said Li Bai here had tipped glasses, let poem. Now, broken month beach has been affectionately clear water flooded cover, water also not surprised, month also not broken. Hexi bridgehead of Taibai Tower, formerly a restaurant, when Li Bai once this drinking moon. Descendants to commemorate, restaurant with a new name-Taibai tower. Think once natural noisy, poet of Chin, abuse alcohol passion, are now all entered the legend, also slowly fade out among today’s young adults topic. This, was something sorrowful! Rain of Lianjiang scenery is very CMO. yu jiao in river dance play thin water mist, mountains show empty Mongolia blurred taste. 1976 nian autumn, China famous linguist LV Shuxiang Tour Huangshan after, in Shexian lived a night. The following year, he in to Shexian people abalone Hongde wrote light rain misty, Lianjiang picturesque, has not forget. Rain picturesque Lianjiang, deeply Ming into the Lu old man’s memory. Yuan dynasty Shexian people Fang Hui wrote “title Liu raise Hi Lianjiang and preface Bing” poem, each read and, I will on Lianjiang deeper more nostalgia. Poetry is such: dynasties Lianjiang Yin, Twilight for Lianjiang yin. Lianjiang fruit what, Yue in Jiang Yin. Lianjiang not eyes, Lianjiang often Heart. For example, the old gentleman, the Earth thinks of the South tone. qian sang involving its shallow, take zhou ji deep. Lianjiang can catch, fish buy wine pour. Season child wear liu yin, Tao Zhu Jia daughter. Matter to disappointment, ou meng it find. Autumn fall fecal Motoki, spring return guest avian. Straightening first Tiandu Peak, my Also speech martial arts. And now, I Shensi flew back to hometown, as if see the meanders of Lianjiang water, the ears the Millennium Endless River Sound

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The time of reincarnation carries a person’s life. We can’t predict what to experience. Everyone has his own different experiences, some are tough, some are tough, and some are tortuous. No one knows how the road will be tomorrow? I think no one in the world has a perfect life. I want to record every bit of my life with the word cube. No matter happiness, hardship or pain, it is a part of life, and no one can overcome these. Even the eight immortals crossed the sea, they reached the other shore through countless sufferings. When I saw the peach blossom garden in Tao Yuanming’s heart, the grass was gorgeous, the flowers were colorful, the green mountains and rivers were gurgling, and the mountain springs flowed slowly, as if flowing into his heart, what a pleasant life it was. Therefore, I often press the keyboard and input fonts to write down my inner comfort and yearning. In fact, even immortals do not have such a life. Besides, ordinary people, we among ordinary people. Life in all likelihood unhappy. What we have seen and heard in life: troubles, sad things, sad things and bitter things are bothering us. It is so difficult that with these things, will we not survive? However, few people chose suicide, and some chose to be strong and brave. Because there is no turning back in life. Last night, it was late at night, and the Moonlight spread all over the window. My wife and I are still not sleepy, and have been watching the program hosted by Yang Lan in “women in the world” in front of TV. Interviewer Yang Jia. A series of scenes, sitting a quiet, elegant, diligent and wise Chinese woman. He was admitted to university at the age of 15, Graduate School of Chinese Academy of Sciences at the age of 22, blind at the age of 29, Kennedy School of Government at Harvard University at the age of 37. It suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley from its flourishing peak, and strived forward in the dark world. She, Yang Jia’s life seems to be interpreting the word “ups and downs. Before the age of 29, Yang Jia’s life was almost smooth. She was the first batch of college students after the reform and opening up. She entered the university campus at the age of 15 and became the youngest lecturer in the Graduate School of Chinese Academy of Sciences at the age of 24. Yang Jia had never thought that the fate would give her such a heavy blow at the age of 29. In 1992, she suffered from eye disease. Just like the curtain slowly pulled up, her world suddenly became dim. How she came over in that painful day I am could imagine. A person with light suddenly turns into complete darkness and can’t see everything in the world from now on. In the future, one blow after another came. Lose the love of daughter, the care of family and the best love. Isn’t such a life painful? Seeing tears flowing down the corner of a smart and wise woman’s eyes, my heart was also aching faintly, wiping the tears constantly. Yes, life is not easy. If you encounter it, you must face it firmly. Let us know better that there is no turning back in life, and let me grow up day by day on the road of life.

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The first time was so unforgettable that I tried my best to defend my inner firmness. What I don’t believe, only you try to make me believe; What I insist on, only you earnestly ask me to insist on many times, the warmth of friendship is better than the so-called love. The kind face of that grandmother reminded me of my grandmother. She also had such a warm smile, which taught me the original life and kindness. When I was a child, it was my grandmother’s contribution to foster me up like this. In my childhood without father or mother, I never got less love than others. It was my grandmother who gave me double love. No autism, no deterioration, no rebellion, I don’t. The love my grandmother gave filled the blank of my childhood. That mother-in-law was my first customer. When she turned around with a smile, I suddenly wanted to cry. I missed my grandmother and I wanted to go home. As long as you have kindness in your heart, there will always be someone who cares and loves you. The grandfather cherished me, saying that he should take good care of his hands, dress more and ask me how to cure chilblain. He is strange, in this cold thing, let me live very warm. The aunt at the counter next to her smiled happily, telling me her daughter, Enshi style, academic future, and a lot of dreams. She only talked to her mother in the past, but I told her without reservation. It turns out that I am a person who is easy to be moved. As long as he feels suitable, he will never turn back. When selling things, I saw an old man holding an old woman in the supermarket. At that moment, I suddenly felt warm in my heart. After decades of mutual help and daily necessities, time smoothed love, but interpreted family affection. I have always believed that only when all emotions turn into family ties can they last for a long time. I hope that when I am no longer young and old, there is still someone willing to accompany me side by side to watch the sunrise and sunset, count the moonlight of every dusk, and hold each other’s hands, I always grow old and die with my help. When the scenery of life is seen through, I hope someone will be willing to accompany me to see all the streams. Besides, love will fade after a long time, and family affection will be strong after a long time. I hope my love will become everlasting family affection someday.

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