Month: March 2020

Good

It is said that this sentence comes from Journey to the west written by Wu Chengen (sixteenth chapter). In my opinion, borrowing things is the most common thing. Who has no experience of taking things from others. Borrowing money, borrowing tools, etc. There are many kinds of things borrowed from rural people. I remember when I was a child, my neighbor’s aunt Caizhu came to my home to borrow the dish plates every time she came home. Sometimes she moved away two small square stools. There were also several times when I borrowed two eggs, a few onions or a ladle of white flour. The rural people were very simple, and the condition was not very good at that time. Even if there were guests at home, it was nothing more than cooking a few dishes, taking the opportunity to improve their lives. Big fish and big meat, not common. Besides, the market town where I work has markets every two days. A few days later, Aunt Caizhu would return the borrowed things, sometimes much more than the borrowed ones. In my impression, the SALT I ate at that time was all big salt grains, unlike the fine salt I ate now. After the salt is bought by the supply and marketing agency, qu needs to be broken before use. Neighbor Xiaobing’s family had a stone block kiln. Neighbors and my mother often went to his house to borrow salt from the stone block kiln. Every time after using it, my mother cleaned the kiln carefully to make it convenient for others to use. It was estimated that the clumsy Pier kiln had already gone, because no one borrowed anything from the wallet now. In my home, the red flag bicycle of my father, the sewing machine of my mother, and the sewing machine used to repair clothes were often borrowed, which were usually used at home. The one who borrowed the most may be the big bucket. According to my mother, Badou is even older than my elder sister. He has been for more than 40 years even though he is unimpressive. There is a custom in our hometown that when my daughter gets married and gives birth to a baby, the mother’s family will send east rice, including rice, brown sugar, eggs and so on, as well as clothes for children to wear and play. At this time, bucket was put in use to hold rice and other gifts. Neighbors all know that there is a big bucket in my house, so my bucket is often borrowed from this house or that house. Of course, I also like someone who borrows a bucket Messenger, because every time when neighbors return a bucket, they will give back two or three dyed eggs or a few thin burnt cakes, these are all my favorite food. There is also a little allusion about the custom of eating red eggs. In the east area of Henan, my hometown, there is a custom of having children and eating red eggs. According to legend, Yibo (also known as qi, son of the Emperor Kuku Gaoxin’s family, whose mother’s name is Jane di) once assisted Dayu in flood control, and was conferred the title of Shang for his merit. It is said that his mother was born by eating, so give child surname. Songs Shang Song “in: Destiny Xuan bird, healthy and provider of health. He was the ancestor of the business, and later there was a beautiful legend that whoever could eat xuanniao eggs could give birth to a successful son, so later generations replaced xuanniao eggs with eggs, and dyed red, distributed to children to eat. Every time I eat red eggs, I think of the bucket which is too powerful. There is also a story about borrowing things in my memory, which happened many years ago. My father is a rural teacher. Due to his diligent and conscientious work and outstanding teaching achievements, he was once rated as an advanced education worker in the whole region. My father valued this hard-won honor very much, and carefully put the certificate of merit in a glass frame and hung it on the wall of the central room. One of my father’s colleagues, Li Shaoyan, had a good relationship with his father. Our sisters all call him Uncle Shao Yan, who is very familiar with him. One year, he may have to be promoted, so there is only one reward project left, because he will get extra points if he has honor. Seeing that the time for filling out the form was about to end, I had no choice but to come to my father to help him find a solution. Finally, Uncle Shao Yan saw the certificate of merit on the wall of the central room and said to his father, “it’s just right! This is a regional honor. I can simply take your certificate and use it. I will change my name and return it to you after the award is made. Therefore, father quickly moved the stool, carefully took out the certificate of award, and solemnly handed it to Uncle Shaoyan. Don’t say, This award really worked, and Uncle Shao Yan was promoted smoothly. Later, my father changed the name on the certificate of merit and hung it on the wall of the central room again. Once, when I was free, I looked at the Merit Certificate carefully. I could clearly see the altered marks on my father’s name. Of course, this was a little secret at that time. Now, my father and uncle Shaoyan had already retired, and they often contacted each other. I don’t know if they still remember that time when they borrowed the certificate of merit. To be honest, it is easy to borrow and return, and it is not difficult to borrow again. Although this sentence is simple and clear, it interprets the simple connotation of emphasizing etiquette and credibility. You know, nowadays, the biggest benefit of a good credit record for individuals is to accumulate credit wealth for individuals. I also hope that our society is full of integrity. —– I can’t stop talking, the other side can reach! 2011.11.06

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Small village Twilight

[Introduction] The Sun has sunk below the horizon. In the twilight, light smoke has risen on the roof of others. On a windless day, the smoke from the kitchen goes straight to the sky. The voice of adults calling the playful children home rang in their ears. On the evening of the late spring, the golden sunset sank bit by bit, dazzling the clouds in the western sky with red flame. I, waiting at the gate of the old house, was quietly waiting, waiting, waiting for the appearance of the herding Grandpa and his sheep. When it was not dawn in the morning, Grandpa sheep herding drove his sheep away from the village. He had to drive a long way to the north of the bank to sheep herding. I have been to Dibei, where there is a large area of rice in my village. I am went there with Grandpa during the transplanting season. It is far away from my village. I went out of the village from the west entrance of the village and entered the neighboring village Liu Gu. I went straight along the North Road in the middle of Liu Gu village, and then went to a small village called Lou gudui, the levee can be seen from a distance. At the entrance of the levee, you have to climb a long slope to reach the top of the levee. Standing on the top of the embankment and looking north, you can see the rice fields in our village. The place where grandpa keeps sheep is on the north slope of the levee. In the late spring and March, the spring clothing has become a season. The north slope of the dike is a place with lush thatched grass and a paradise for cattle and sheep. When Grandpa sheep herding set out in the morning, I entrusted him to bring back some Caterpillar to me when he came back. Caterpillar is the tender bud of thatched grass, which has a light green coat. The white and soft tender core presented in the hand after peeling off the coat is tender and sweet when eating in the mouth. There was a caterpillar to eat for a short time. In early summer, the thatch would produce gray flowers, and there would be no Caterpillar to eat at that time. In the sunset glow, the old cattle and little donkey who had been working for a day passed slowly under the jujube tree in front of my house. Behind them were those who came back from the field in twos and threes, covered with mud, A tired villager. A worm that can’t remember its name (I recall it is probably called Maniu, my wife said that the pronunciation of the worm’s name is jinbanzhan, and she doesn’t know how to write Chinese characters.), Groups of people were busy flying in the low air. Waiting, bored, I stood on tiptoe to reach out and grasp, sometimes I could catch one in my hand. Its dark yellow wings shine with metallic luster in the sunset glow. I put it into the glass bottle, and through the glass bottle, I could see the lost freedom creeping around helplessly in the small bottle. The sun has sunk below the horizon. In the twilight, light smoke has risen on the roof of others. On a windless day, the smoke from the kitchen goes straight to the sky. The voice of adults calling for children who are fond of playing to go home rang in their ears. There were fathers and mothers calling for sons and daughters, elder brothers and sisters calling for brothers and sisters, Jie Niu, having meals and gathering girls, having meals…… In the sound of calls one after another, the smoke from the kitchen was trembling slightly, floating over the small village. I don’t know when the bugs in the air flew somewhere, the pedestrians passing by the door gradually disappeared, and the voice of calling children gradually lowered, the fragrance of their dinner had drifted away in the air, and everything calmed down. The Night of the village came. Grandpa, you should have walked to the entrance of Liu Gu village now.

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Years leave life footprint

Life is a tortuous and long road. When you are born, your first clear footprint will be printed in the birth file; when you were a toddler, there were your footprints in the soil, and the first spring flower on the hillside was the footprints you left to watch and pick; the book room in the campus leaves your footprints of thinking and harvest; The flowing Riverside has your lingering footprints; The seaside has your footprints of moving forward and shrinking. How many footprints have been left in the world in one’s life? No one calculated. But whether you realize it or not? Life is writing its own history every day. Every step you take, you will leave a footprint; You will write down your own life history. It should be said that everyone’s footprints are unequal in weight and value because of their different abilities and environments. Whether it is big or small? Or who is higher and who is lower? But what is written is my own footprints. Some people will walk on a flat path to the seclusion, some people will experience many hardships, and some people will have no chance to succeed all their lives. Countless footprints are the interpretation of life, and time has made them a tortuous road. On this road, the whole journey of life is engraved. Countless footprints are also written on your feet. History has compiled them into a history book that records the ups and downs, joys and sorrows in your life. Like a thick and heavy oil painting, it depicts your green hope, deep red desire and light blue dream. Like a long poem, it expresses the emotion and helplessness of life! Countless footprints are even the movement played by feet, playing with life, flowing from the feet and gathering into a sonata of life. This voice is sometimes high-pitched, sometimes loud, sometimes low, sometimes sad …… the life footprints left by years are written with sincerity, which is the past of all kinds of life; Written with true feelings, that was the past with bitterness and sweetness; Though ordinary, it was real. When you have time to look back at your footprints, one footprint is a page of history with many stories on it, which inevitably makes people feel mixed!

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Walking through the young and sad River

Outside the window, the autumn rain beat the silent cold night, the monotonous and lonely time, and the inexplicable hidden pain in my heart. The slender rain Silk, accompanied by the cold wind, involves the continuous sorrow all over the sky. On the radio, the sad song of Mo Wenwei came lightly in the bleak rainy night. Love was something torturing people, but she was reluctant to give up easily. Keep speculating your heart, but I can recall it. Yes, in such a festival of my own, I kept asking myself in my heart how could I have inexplicable anxiety and how could I always sigh casually in my heart. By accident, I opened a greeting card I received yesterday on Teacher’s Day. Teacher, I was in grade 3. The way I used to study could not be called study, but this semester, maybe it’s really time to learn. I didn’t understand your hatred for me in the past, but now I can finally understand when I look back. Thank you! Somehow, after reading it, I didn’t feel happy at all. Perhaps, my injured heart was already ridged with holes. I couldn’t stand the torture of autumn rain and the beating of autumn wind over and over again. In my heart, I always stubbornly thought that fan was the kind of rebellious and arrogant child who was almost ignorant. No matter how hard I tried to persuade, it was of no help. There seems to be a thick wall between us. I can’t walk into her heart. She could speak loudly in class without scruple, regardless of the strange eyes of her classmates; She could fly the paper plane to the head of the male classmates, and then giggle heartily aside; you can listen to mp3 while watching novels such as travel and fantasy in class; You can even face the teacher’s harsh reproach and panic without avoiding at all. The seventh grade started soon. In order to manage the class well at the beginning, I emphasized the discipline of the class in the class meeting. But at noon the next day, she was so late that she didn’t even shout the report. She entered the classroom in full view of the public and completely ignored my existence. This rude little girl totally ignored the class rules and disciplines I set, which was great. At that moment, I felt that my self-esteem was hurt strongly. What was the majesty of the head teacher? I couldn’t help shouting: stand outside the door! In my threatening voice, she went out without saying anything, but instead of standing outside the door, she picked up her schoolbag and rushed out of the classroom and ran to the school gate. I was afraid of any accident, he hurried out and shouted to him hurriedly: Come back! But she didn’t look back, as if she didn’t hear my cry at all. Under the persuasion of several female classmates, she finally went back to the classroom. At that moment, I felt very embarrassed, and I felt very uncomfortable in my heart. Since then, we have been in a state of cold war, which makes me very headache and troublesome. Every time she took a Chinese class, she always looked like absent-minded, and her mind was not listening to the class at all. Under the warning of my stern eyes, she opened the textbook lazily and remembered the notes. Since that event, she had never been late at noon, but as soon as she entered the class, she lay on the desk and fell asleep soon. She did not change her education and made mistakes repeatedly. I had no choice but to shake my head reluctantly to her, saying in my heart that the student was hopeless. Once after class, I went to the class to ask several students to revise their homework, but accidentally found that she was sitting on the stairs of the teaching building, thinking about something alone, the breeze blew through her messy hair, her eyes were full of sadness, and the laughter of the classmates around her kept floating into her ears. I stood quietly and stared at her. She unconsciously and indifferently stared at the distance. Somehow, there was an inexplicable throb in her heart. What on earth was she thinking about? Why didn’t she play with her classmates while sitting alone in the cold wind in a daze? At noon that day, I came to the office very early, but found that there was a note on the desk, which was written by Guo Yun. Teacher, Wang Fan was not what you imagined. She had her own untold difficulties, I hope you know more about her. Does she have untold difficulties? What difficulties? Why didn’t I take the initiative to talk to the teacher when I had difficulties, but I was so presumptuous in class that I didn’t want to take the initiative to talk to her, but I turned to think that I am the head teacher, I should be a little patient with her, or take the initiative to talk to her, maybe there is really something unspeakable hidden? Thinking of the scene I saw in the morning, did I really misunderstand her? When I came to the class, she was still sleeping with her head covered. She looked like doing her own thing. Just now she was in a better mood, but she couldn’t help being angry. I suppressed my anger and called her to the office. I tried to say to her in a gentle tone: Wang Fan, every teacher thinks you are talented, but why do you spoil yourself like this? Can you study harder and think more about your future? You should think about your family as well as yourself. But she didn’t listen at all. She stared at me with indifferent eyes and said nothing. There was an embarrassing silence and suffocation floating in the air. I waved weakly, let her go back to work. I think I have tried my best. If she doesn’t listen, what can I do. I felt deeply helpless, and a feeling of helplessness came to my mind. I really didn’t know what to do to pull her back from the end of the cliff. She wrote in her composition: teacher, I know you treat me with good intentions. You are good for me. Maybe, don’t worry about anything, let me be free and better. But how can I bear to see her wasting time day by day? How could she bear to watch her sink? How could you bear to see her so depressed? I know that no matter how hard I try, I am at a loss. I know that if I pay sincerely, there will still be no result I want. But I can’t give up like this until the last moment. I still have to stick to it, even if he was scarred, he would not hesitate. Who let I am the head teacher of this class? I firmly believe that one day, the eyes of love can penetrate the thick ice of heart, which will make two indifferent hearts lean together. On that day, I called Guo Yun to know the situation. Guo Yun said that Wang Fan’s grade in primary school was always very good, but her father died in the third grade, and her mother was unable to support this miserable family, then she took Wang Fan and her sisters to remarry, which made her, who had enjoyed her father’s love from childhood, unable to accept it in her heart for a moment. Since then, she had a little deep estrangement from her mother, with a little deep resentment, she no longer had the mind to study hard, and her grades went down sharply. Moreover, her character gradually became very unsociable, and she didn’t like to be with female classmates, however, her friends gradually became fewer and fewer when she played with her male classmates all day long, and everyone didn’t like to be with her. After listening to Guo Yun’s narration, I was silent for a moment and felt a deep stabbing pain in my heart. Is it because children from every suffering family all like to hide their inner loneliness with external publicity, are you unwilling to accept the warm care of others, afraid of failing to live up to that thick true feeling? Since then, I no longer care about her deliberately. Every time she handed in her homework late or didn’t do it, I always urged patiently. I only wanted to do my duty as a teacher. I thought she certainly didn’t need deliberate care, excessive warmth may hurt her self-esteem. I secretly told Guo Yun that they would help her learn, but they would not show any trace. I have never mentioned her sad family. I only hope that one day she can wake up and understand the teacher’s good intentions. During the summer vacation in the second year of junior high school, I lent her a CD, which is Meng Tingwei’s “Wild Lily also has spring”. I have never owned you, even if I am happy, angry, sad and happy, what never belonged to the true feeling was empty and happy silence. Now when you said you would leave, suddenly I began to lose myself. I hope Meng Tingwei’s ethereal voice can bring comfort to her soul, and the warm emotion contained in the song will wake her up. I think she will understand that everyone has his own beauty and youth in his youth, whether it is the delicate daffodils in the water or the Wild Lily in the corner of the lonely valley, they all have their own spring, and the sadness of the past is just a short dream, just a painful memory when they were young. And there are many beautiful scenery in the journey of life, waiting for us to discover, appreciate and cherish. The beautiful encounters and destined encounters in life are just like a wisp of spring breeze gently blowing into our hearts. What reason do we have to hate yesterday and live up to our present? It is already the third year of junior high school now. Maybe the busy third year of junior high school can really make people feel more mature. On the first day of school, she, who used to sit in the last row, took the initiative to ask to sit in the front, I felt an inexplicable surprise. She said, “it’s junior three. It’s junior three. I’m no longer the girl who acted recklessly. Now when I recall yesterday, I really have to smile in return.” she wrote in her composition, now I am used to warmth and the eyes recognized by others, so even if it is so common that it can’t be normal, I will be moved to cry. Seeing her changing like this, my heart was also warm, like the sunshine in winter, and my tender feelings were rippling in my heart. I always think that time is a sad River, drifting quietly in the young time. What floated on the river were sad wind, lonely rain and sad tears. Countless past events, like fallen flowers, floated on the sad river, left in dreams and scattered into memories. However, we are always sad in our memory, ignoring too many touches around us. Sometimes I like this period of middle school very much, and I like the boys and girls in this period of time. If I face the days without dreams and songs in the future, these years will be the warmest sunshine in my life memory. Although this period of time is sad sometimes, the most beautiful, purest and most beautiful days have been left in this period of time. I always recall those lovely smiling faces in my memory, until one day, I myself became the best memory in their hearts. And when that moment really comes, I will smile in my heart and say to myself, it is good to know you.

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…

With traditional brushes

Practicing calligraphy seems to be a very distant vocabulary. From the clear concept of vocabulary to images, I vaguely recalled the scene of reading in the countryside when I was a child. The three grades are in the same classroom, leaving the eldest room. This is the classroom for school-age children in a village. As a course, calligraphy practice is the patent of the third grade students, and the first and second grade students can only stare and envy. Looking at their drawing on the red book, the red circle drawn by the teacher on the best words, the proud expression of the praised students, the feeling in their hearts, I really want to grow up immediately and be promoted to the third grade. Finally I was promoted to the third grade, and finally I learned the model and picked up the writing brush. But the writing brush in my hand didn’t work like this. The tip of the brush was either heavy or light. The thick black ink accidentally crossed the painted red frame. This word was just a knot here, and there was a leg stretching out. Sometimes the ink was stained too much, and the speed of writing was faster. The ink dots danced like hidden weapons, flying up to the face of the classmate next to him. He used his hands again, which was really funny and became an actor in the theatrical troupe. In my impression, I practiced calligraphy for a year when I was a child. Later, I transferred to the county and never learned seriously. Of course, I didn’t practice it well, but there was also something I was proud of, that is, the efforts to study ink arrived at home. At that time, there was no ready-made ink in rural areas. If you wanted to write calligraphy, you had to study it yourself. Small ink block, square inkstone, mixed with some water, secretly with wrist strength, ink and water melted together, ink on the inkstone surface gradually became thick, dark and shiny. Studying ink is a good way to exercise patience, and it is also a prelude to meditation before practicing calligraphy. If the heart is not calm, the words will float and cannot be written well. Although I didn’t practice my handwriting well, I realized this principle, which could be regarded as a year without Bai yanmo. Over the next decade or so, I took practicing calligraphy as a matter of flourishing snow, and occasionally I felt happy for it. I can’t get on the table, but it becomes a knot in my heart. Words are just like people, so is human nature. Now when I look at my pen characters, although I have a shelf, which benefits from the basis of practicing brush characters, it seldom has charm, just like matching matchsticks. Sometimes I also wanted to let my character fly like a dragon, but the frame of the character was gone, like a boneless earthworm, which could not stand up in a crooked way. After working, I have been busy for these years, running around for survival, and my heart is more restless, and I don’t have my own independent house. Practice calligraphy, wait and talk about it. I comforted myself in this way. After all, in such an environment, learning to write good calligraphy is not the first need of life. Moreover, in today’s pursuit of efficiency, even using pen has become a very antique thing. The most basic skill to make a living is to learn how to type with computers and make a good fortune. After the year of establishment, I finally got my own study, which is the kind of attic with spire. In the past, due to the limitation of conditions, many things that could not be done but wanted to be done can finally be done now. I am glad. Practising Calligraphy has become an urgent thing that I cannot put down my heart and have to do at hand. Now, I have spread out the paper, spread out the post of “Preface to Orchid Pavilion Collection”, inject water into the inkstone, adjust my breath, and slowly begin to grind ink

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…

South China Sea pickers

[Introduction] people should pursue according to the established goals and must not give up halfway. They are sure that they will reap the joy of success as always.

(1) lift shoes, pull pants, the sun on the top of the head, walk slowly on the beach by the sea. Under the blue sky and white clouds, look at the vast sea with surging blue waves, and smell the faint fishy smell floating in the wind. I don’t know how many times I have gone back and forth. I am very interested and I feel freehand brushwork. Hiding under the coconut tree to enjoy the cool and drinking frozen coconut juice in the pergola, people looked at it with inexplicable astonished eyes and felt very strange. The woman who drove a three-wheel convertible car circled around us for several times and did business. We declined her politely for several times, but she was not angry and greeted us with half-baked Mandarin every time, it is said that the sun is too poisonous, which damages the skin after being exposed for a long time, but people’s desire and will can overcome all difficulties, just like they go to the mainland to climb mountains, and they want to climb to the top of the mountain no matter how hard or tired they, climbing the Range Rover is as rare as watching the sea open its mind. Besides, it is not easy to come here. Yes, what you don’t have is always good, and people’s desires are endless. But what was commendable was that we finally spent 20 yuan to take her car, and we were both satisfied. (2) picking up shells by the Sea ended my childhood dream. Unfortunately, the shells of seaside tourist attractions are too small. Maybe it is just like watching the scenery. Only when you go to an inaccessible place can you reap miracles. After picking up for a while, I felt very dull and dull. Hands were covered with wet fine sand, astringent with a salty feeling and a fishy smell, so I hurried to find a place to wash my hands. Climbing up a stone by the sea, I squatted down but couldn’t reach the water. I was a little tired and didn’t want to move any more. Looking at the wet marks on the stone, I waited crazily for the waves to shake the seawater. However, the waves are too small to reach. Looking at a girl next to me squatting on another stone, it seemed that she was also waiting. After a long time, she finally lost patience and jumped onto a stone closer to the sea. Suddenly, a big wave came, and the girl turned back with a scream. However, she was not in a hurry. The seawater wet her shoes and her trousers were half wet. I was lucky to defend myself. Finally, I took a handful of water and washed my hands. People should pursue according to the established goals and must not give up halfway. They are sure that they will reap the joy of success as always. (3) when we go to the ancient temple to enjoy the victory, we must burn incense to worship the Buddha. However, when we arrive at Nanshan Mountain in Sanya, the tour guide encourages us to buy two pillars of small incense, two high incense, and put them on four times. Different wishes need to worship different gods, which is just like asking officials to do things. You can’t make mistakes. If you make mistakes, it will be difficult to do it. If you make mistakes, it will not work. Who knows if you don’t work. Just want to experience the culture of Buddhism, buy it. Holding it on the shoulder, the tour guide said that the four pillars of incense should be burnt in those places. This is great. I have to carry incense for half a day’s tour. I really ask for trouble. A tour guide? Good sense motive, said such displays sincere, xinchengzeling. The bustling crowd followed closely behind the tour guide, listening to his eloquence and stories all the way. Arrived at the Grand freedom Guanyin Pavilion, kneeling down to the Golden Jade Guanyin, the first column of incense. A colleague of the same tour may not have heard the meaning of the tour guide clearly, and finished the four pillars of incense in one breath. When we told her in surprise, she said lightly that burning to that Buddha was the same, and sincerity was the spirit. I was happy, thinking of the little general Niu in “about the legend of Yue”. He ran away from Yuejia village and went out for the first time. He was not familiar with the world. After having dinner in the first restaurant, he unexpectedly gave all the money he carried to the shop assistant. Why didn’t the shop assistant do it? He picked up the money. After arriving at the next restaurant, he lifted his legs and left. Of course, the shopkeeper refused, but he said confidently: I have already given it. The shopkeeper was confused. After asking the reason, all the people present were happy. He said rascally, “I thought all the restaurants in the world were family. Everyone laughed, and he was so cute that the rice and silver would be gone naturally. People who don’t know can’t be overdone. People can treat the thick, let alone the God. Burning incense to reason Buddha is actually to place people’s wishes, to achieve spiritual balance, to fulfill one’s own wishes, to seek wealth and blessing, and to be greedy for one’s own personal interests. The reason for Buddhism is mostly for oneself, and it is difficult to become a saint. (Iv) the earliest knowledge of the ends of the Earth was heard from an old song. Please come to the ends of the Earth, where spring is always like spring all the year round. It is very beautiful and fascinating. Later, I learned another extended meaning of the ends of the world. Lovers are not afraid of hardships and dangers, and they go hand in hand, never give up, love to the white head, beautiful and romantic. In my heart, the ends of the Earth are a wonderful place that makes people yearn for. This trip finally can be rewarded as expected, which is quite a bit surprising. However, the travel route arrangement of the travel company ranked it at the last stop, which was thought to be appealing to people. However, it was just like the finale, and the good show always came out at the end, leaving people unforgettable thoughts, such an arrangement is also quite troublesome. Finally, we could go. When we went there with great interest, the tour guide said that the ends of the Earth were wild places in ancient times, where emperors used to exile officials who committed serious crimes. As long as officials arrive here, their official career will come to an end. Therefore, although the scenery here is beautiful, officials rarely set foot in it, which is the case in ancient and modern times. Hearing this, I lost some yearning in my heart. Fortunately, I am not an official and there is no taboo or worry. However, this was not the case either. If you lost the black veil during your visit here, then you could become a high-ranking official by sitting on the dragon chair in the Forbidden City, which was really ridiculous. The way of serving as an official the ancients said very clearly that being an official didn’t decide for the people. It was better to sell sweet potatoes back. Why should we be so careful and careful. My colleagues and I enjoyed the scenery of the ends of the world and enjoyed it. Later when I went back to work, I checked the meaning of the ends of the Earth, which meant the place far away or the place far away, meaning the end of the world. No wonder so. The meaning of the same word is very different, with time shift, time shift and thousands of changes. In the same place, different tourists have different feelings. The ends of the world are indeed a good place.

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Be a perfect woman

[Introduction] some people say that women are the most beautiful legend in the world of men. That’s because women performed the most touching myth in the world and engraved the most colorful movement. Love is lingering, wind and snow night; Love is strong wind and rain, heart-wrenching; Love is slight Swift flying, and there are also flowers falling and people being independent.

Women are the greatest maternity in the world. Although women are floating in the universe and a drop in the sea, they also integrate thousands of Essence. Their colorful life and feelings add a gorgeous scenery to the world. Not all women in the world are perfect women. But women should and should strive to become a perfect woman. Even if it is not all perfect, it will be eternal fragrance and never fade in the world of men, creating attachment and happiness for the world of men. Every journey of men and women is very beautiful, and every feeling is very sweet. Once the gate of memory is opened, it is like flowing water flowing on the ear, long and distant, like a rich and elegant picture scroll, rolling the clouds and smoke passing. In the long years, a perfect woman should take care of men with maternity, influence men with behaviors, educate men with knowledge and attract men with charm. Only in this way can a man understand you and understand the comfort, cherish, warmth and love you give him. When you are physically and mentally exhausted, that strong shoulder becomes your hotbed; When you close the door of your mind, that strong person will open a window for you, let you breathe fresh; When you have a fever and a cold at midnight, those strong hands will give you water and medicine, which will help you recover quickly. He will be with you patiently, listening to what you want to pour out, or his warm confession to you. Because men also know how to be grateful. A perfect woman must have a warm home. In this family, women are the leading roles of men. A successful man with a perfect woman standing behind him. Outside, this woman would give a man a full face. She would whisper softly to her husband in front of her, with a gentle face, looking forward to her love, singing and following each other, loving each other and birds. At home, a smart woman will make a fuss in front of her husband, playing coquettish. But a perfect woman will never peep at everything, doubt everything and command everything. Smart and perfect women can’t peek at men’s mobile phone messages, calls or dial numbers; They can’t track men; They can’t flip men’s wallets. These are what men dislike most. In this way, then, this powerful man will always hold hands with you and become your most loyal protector. A perfect woman is a painting with vitality. This painting may not be valuable, but it has bright spots. This painting may not be gorgeous, but it is not eye-catching. God arranged women to this world, which was to let her add the color of pictures to the rolling red world. Only a perfect woman can dress up a man’s world so prosperous and beautiful, and the sketch is so colorful. A perfect woman is a poem with profound artistic conception. This poem may not be narrow, but Rhyme. This poem may not be profound, but has charm. It looks beautiful and easy to read, it makes people unforgettable, lingering, and unable to stop. If there were no graceful and graceful picturesque women, then the world of men would be dull, losing poetry and color. A perfect woman is a cup of tea with a long aftertaste. This cup of tea is neither cold nor hot, neither warm nor warm. It is a little bitter for the first time. It is carefully tasted and full of fragrance left by the mouth. The aftertaste is long. In fact, the lingering fragrance here is that love is like fresh honey. Love is the eternal star, love is the constant melody, life without love is like boiled water, no smell, will lose vitality and vitality, let the hearts of men and women aging day by day. A perfect woman is a book that you can never get tired of reading for a long time. This book is for one or several men to read all their lives. From your book, he can learn to be thrifty, clean, diligent, learn to be a husband and a father, and learn a lot. Perfect women will update the contents of the book from time to time, and must not expose the contents of the book to the world instantly; They should enrich themselves with new faces, new images and new knowledge from time to time, enrich yourself; Let men have a sense of freshness from time to time, let men continue to explore, and let men still want more. Perfect women will give men a sense of mystery from time to time, and give men the feeling that they can never finish reading, cannot understand and cannot read through. You know, men have a strong mind to explore the moon. The more he can’t understand and understand you, the more he will cherish you; You know, once a man can understand and understand you, he is likely to read another book. Some people say that women are the most beautiful legend in the world of men. That’s because women performed the most touching myth in the world and engraved the most colorful movement. Love is lingering, wind and snow night; Love is strong wind and rain, heart-wrenching; Love is slight Swift flying, and there are also flowers falling and people being independent. Some people, after getting on the Naihe Bridge and drinking the mengpo soup, didn’t they have the same mercy and hatred? What are you going to do! What a bright spring, in fact, is heartbreaking! What are you singing and dancing, the lights are dim and lingering? How many women have witnessed and experienced all these? It can be seen that it is difficult to be a woman, and it is even harder to be a perfect woman! However, the process of life is a process of endurance and helplessness. In the process of life, people will always encounter many frustrations and misfortunes, and there will always be many unsatisfactory ones. But regardless of bearing or having no choice, women will practice in ups and downs and try their best to cast themselves into a perfect woman. The mainland stretches for thousands of miles, and it will not be flat and straight; When the river flows down, there will always be swirling swirls. No one will be permanently prosperous in a woman’s life. Loneliness and loneliness will follow each other. Therefore, women should adjust themselves with their unique wisdom, try their best to change themselves, make themselves happy physically and mentally, and perfect before it happens. Women please don’t complain. When you complain that you don’t have brand-name high heels, you should think that some people have lost their feet and they can’t even wear cloth shoes. When you complain that you are not happy enough, you must think that many women living in this world are not as good as you. It is better for you to be happy and have more. Thinking of these, you will be relieved. Then, you have less accounting, let all the wounds and pains become the past, all scattered, scattered on the ground, and you will stand up to happiness. For these, please don’t give up. For these, they are all the qualities and tolerance that a perfect woman should and should possess. Time is a nostalgic song. Singing the story of yesterday, the gentleness of today and the excellence of tomorrow. That one meter of sunshine, that colorful cloud, that green leaf and that tile are also deeply rooted in people’s hearts, inspiring, vivid, colorful and beautiful, the same Green Man Tingfang! Some people say that it is difficult to be a perfect woman, but as long as you insist on self-improvement in the journey of life, then perfection will get closer and closer to you, become an endless book in the world of men. Let’s care about each other lightly, strive for each other persistently, encourage each other passionately, face, perfect and strive to be a perfect woman!

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Left Ear micro pain

When I decided to pull the ear stick out of the ear hole, I seemed to hear the sound of the broken left ear. I thought I had beaten with such a good mood at that time. I beat three of them, but because of the Rotten Wart, I had to choose to block them constantly. Looking at the left ear in the mirror, those holes finally became wounds, it eliminates the pain, but leaves scars. I still like to look at the sky without talking, sitting alone without expression, looking at the blue sky, the ray of sunshine, who promised me the floating youth. In the autumn when the Phoenix trees fell leaves, I heard the wind murmuring gently, like a whisper from someone who couldn’t give up. There was No. 1 Middle School, which was still the same appearance as before. I looked up quietly, burning incense in time, cutting a stream of water, and constantly fantasizing. He was on the other side of his left ear and could not hold my right hand. The years were like rivers with glittering magnificence. The memory of slight pain is like my left ear, full of sores. Who is singing in the dusty street, which makes passers-by cry. There are always some things that affect the nerves of some people. The index finger of the right hand is still a circle of white aperture, and the Little Sun is broken, which divides the leaves into pieces. I don’t see such a summer any more. The Sky slightly reveals light blue cyan, dense white clouds, flying birds passing through without leaving marks, towering trees pointing directly to the sky, and you, the faint smile scattered behind light years. It is always those times that accumulate the strength of the whole body. The longer you grow, the more sad you are, and the more you understand the wounds of the world. It was my willingness to stop the sound of memory there with my left ear slightly red. Old postmarks and many blessings from afar flew into my left ear through thousands of rivers and mountains. Stud earrings make my heart uneasy. Look at yourself. Your face is still pure and there is a warm smile. There was still a faint pain in my left ear. I looked at the swollen earlobe and felt the urge to cry. For a long time, I forgot myself. I tried my best to help everyone. The weather is uncertain, I crowded in the crowd, waiting to meet. The Left Ear is still listening sideways, and the wind blows the sound of the world. I still like the feeling of closing my eyes and dreaming. In those years, I was still a simple-minded child who could dance when stepping on the Sunshine. My movements were not elegant, but I could be happy with the wind flying. Long straight hair, no dyed variegated color, I am just an energetic and passionate dream-chasing teenager. On the side of the left ear, there are happy families, warm friendship, kind teachers and friends, and a lasting life circle. Sitting in a small city of mountains and rivers, I am a simple and ordinary girl, having simple and ordinary dreams, including love, only wants to be simple. When we were young, we all had our own princes and princesses, carefully caring for the purest dreams. Nowadays, dreams are far away, only the left ear is still flying in the wind. I didn’t listen to any sound quietly, only that heart, close to the left heart, kept beating. If the left ear loses its sensitivity, and if the left ear loses its hearing, I will also remember that there was a person who once lied up in front of me and said to be strong, brave and be a girl with connotation. My left ear and your right hurt. I still like to walk left and right, circling the world and returning to the original point. I will still have you.

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Daughter, let boxing mother love grow up with you

Maybe it was because I lost my mother since I was a child. The cold situation, warm and warm human feelings and the hurt from time to time made me firmly believe that if I had a child, I must let him live in love. Shortly after marriage, we had a plan to have our own baby. When one day we were sure that it had become a reality, we were very happy. I bought a lot of books about this, from which I learned that the second and third months and the seventh and eighth months were the peak periods of fetal brain cell division, so I bought walnut kernels and endured bitterness, bite the bullet and eat it. I had never paid much attention to cooking before, but at that time I tried my best to put something into my stomach for fear of neglecting that young life. I remember that once, because of a cold, the doctor gave me gentamin. Later, I saw the report that gentamin could cause fetal Deafness. At that time, I was really scared and called my sister crying for a long time. In this way, I spent that difficult October in sorrow and joy. Ten years ago, the word “prenatal education” was very fresh, but since I developed the habit of loving reading since I was a child, I paid special attention to things and knowledge about prenatal education. At that time, I already knew that although the fetus was in the womb, he had a sense of the outside world. So from the third month, I began to keep a diary of prenatal education until my daughter was born, I have remembered three books, which carry my sincere and sincere love for my daughter. The hearing of a five-month-old fetus has been formed, Because of the limited economic conditions at that time, I was not willing to buy a better recorder, so I spent 29 yuan to buy a small recorder. After hearing it badly, I spent 79 yuan to buy a repeater, I also bought a lot of prenatal education tapes for myself and my children to listen to. At this time, I felt that my daughter was awakened by music in her belly, and she might be yawning, stretching her small arms and legs. I patted it gently, and she would move from the abdominal side to the abdominal side. My mother-in-law wouldn’t let me do this, but I knew it was scientific. My daughter, before she was born, it has been stimulated and exercised in the aspect of reaction to the outside world. My husband is not at home, and I enjoy the hardship and happiness of pregnancy alone. When the weather is fine, I sometimes go for a walk in the wild with my companions. I am telling my daughter with a gentle tune, I love how much her daughter was born, with her pink face and soft limbs, she wanted to kiss her and hug her when she looked at her. Pavlov said: If your child was born two days ago, you haven’t educated him, so you are already two days late. Although I was tired and tired, and the serious lack of sleep tormented me, I still spirited up, reading poems for my child every day, talking to her, singing and letting her see pictures of different colors, listening to different voices, I use this method to promote the connection of her neuroglia cells, and the fact also proves that my daughter is smart, no matter in terms of agility of movements or memory, she was higher than children of the same age. When she was over two years old, she could recite more than 40 Tang and Song Poems, she could recite Liu Yong’s word “Yulin Bell” without falling down. When she was a child, her daughter was cute, naughty and Savage. She often threw things at home. In the rural home, she also learned how to curse others. It was when she was learning language that she might just feel funny. Now, my daughter is about to celebrate her eighth birthday. I am already a third-grade primary school student. She is much more sensible than before, knowing that it is not easy for her parents to raise her, Every time I bought a book for her, she would give me a sweet kiss. My daughter likes reading books, which is the most gratifying thing for me. There is a golden house in the book, and Yan Ruyu is in the book, which is full of poetry and calligraphy. There are endless treasures buried in the book. This is what I often tell my daughter. Once, when my daughter was studying, she asked me a question, Mom, what is frustration? At that time, my daughter just cut her hand because of sharpening a pencil. The cut was very big and she also shed a lot of blood. I criticized her for being too flustered in doing things. She apologized to me while crying, “Mom, I will never do this again. Be careful when doing things. Sorry, Mom. I must be brave and strong, just like that military God. Oh, it turns out that my daughter has just learned the text “The God of military”, and she can associate it with it, which is really good. Taking this opportunity, I told her that today, you cut your finger, and it happens to be your right hand, which will affect tomorrow’s exam, Your performance is affected because of this, which is a setback for you. However, mom tells you a word, difficulty is like a spring, and if you are weak, it will be strong, and difficulty is a paper tiger, it is afraid of people. The daughter smiled and said, mom, I understand. In mother’s eyes, children are always children. You should not be high above others and always pretend to be an elder. Instead, you should squat down and communicate friendly with the children, children will gradually grow up in this kind of equal look, become mature and form a relatively sound personality. When you think your child will become a dragon, he will be a dragon in the future; When you think your child is stupid and your child is just a worm, then when he grows up, it really became a worm. The hint and power of language are enormous. As parents, we should really pay attention to this point. The education of my daughter I am carried out unconsciously. When eating, I will tell him a new noun or idiom, I will also tell her a truth, for example, there is no mountain higher than people, and no road longer than feet. This is what I often say to students, she is only eight years old, but also understand. Recently, reading the monograph of Lu Qin, my bosom sister, made me more clear about the goal of educating my daughter in the future. I will gradually let my daughter understand Lu Qin’s happy life in practice: too good! Do you need any help? I can do it! I hope my daughter can grasp herself well in her future life. I believe that with my efforts, she will be a kind, cooperative, happy, energetic and charming excellent girl with all virtues. We should abandon those selfish, bitter, mean, arrogant, overbearing, overbearing and condescending attitudes towards people. My daughter is only eight years old, so it is my bounden responsibility to educate her, not only to let her learn how much knowledge and recognize how many words, but also to cultivate her daughter’s good thoughts and character, and her philosophical attitude towards life. Moreover, I also need to inject the motivation of struggle into my daughter’s blood to make her have a struggling personality. I think, when facing adversity and difficulties, she can grasp herself well and not be overwhelmed by difficulties. I hope my daughter will have a happier life than I do! As a mother, you must do what your children are required to do. I will use my boxing fist to accompany my daughter to grow up. I hope that one day, my daughter will say to me: Mom, you are so great!

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Let it go

Seeds, germination, growth, flowering, fruiting, returning to seeds, thousands of reincarnation, simply repeating. From birth to death again and again, from flourishing to dry, from seedlings to towering trees. The laws of nature draw circles one by one in this way, from nothing to existence, and then from something to nothing, which goes round and round, and all things can never be separated from the law. And we are exactly the most common one in this circle. It is so common that we give our lives to eternal life, which is the highest realm of Buddhist practice. I am have never seen any eternal life, even the spirit was dismembered by later generations! I feel that the process of life from scratch is a kind of magic and surprise! Just like the experiment done by children: how does a Bean grow from a bean to a bean seedling full of pods. The picture emerged from the soil with the waist bent is always fixed in the depth of memory. This is unyielding and glorious! I like the joy of harvest after sowing, which is probably caused by the thought of small farmers, which accounts for the vast majority of the people in my heart! These days, I have been repeatedly chewing a passage from a classic sketch, digging a pit, burying some soil, and burying several 12345. I didn’t expect to grow RMB, but I did dig it, dozens of bamboos and two gingko trees were planted in the courtyard of the unit, and then, like the song people who plucked seedlings, they used their eyes to act as sunshine every day, looking forward to growing up quickly, it satisfied my longing heart, but the bamboo didn’t appreciate it at all. She just came out of the greenhouse, just like the delicate and charming flowers. In a few days, the leaves withered, it only showed the decadence of the small yard in this unit. After getting up this morning, there was a sudden impulse to pull out her, which was persuaded by the brothers. If there was no effort, she could only be allowed until the middle of May; and these two gingko trees didn’t surprise me either. Their leaves were also the eldest. He was not willing to show us even a Bud. Every day he was filled with water, I hope the moisture can push out the emerald, ha, I really saw the effect, Finally, a little New Green appeared on the buds, which made me happy to call this place that place to watch. They all said that this thing was not easy to live and could not live. I had to find some evidence to refute them, now, can’t you give me a face? In fact, to be honest, such a small process is really not easy. This capricious spring in northern China is indeed not suitable for their growth. Thanks to me, a gardener, I spared no effort to irrigate. In this way, the germination, growth, flowering and fruiting are really a long process. How many chemical reactions and factors and elements are integrated into each bit of growth, think about it again. How much wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and how many natural and man-made disasters will it take to get through after growing up. How much energy does it need to be implanted into the deep Earth? Alas, It is really not easy, so I don’t expect them to survive and grow up! Ten years of trees, a hundred years of trees, a tree is so complicated, how about a person? How many good guides, how many setbacks, how many temptations and failures can make people! Walking upright, people are separated from the beast. The time distance must be far away, but it is not only in an instant to sacrifice oneself for justice and to die for benevolence. Herringbone is extremely simple. If it is really equal to a character, it will be reluctant and skew. It is difficult to be a person, and it is even more difficult to be a good person. So, I don’t want to beg for those trees any more. Yes, even if he grows wildly, let it go. If not, let it go like this, even if it becomes a fire stick, it has its use. Let it go!

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