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If you want to be generous, then be generous

Generosity will make the strong stronger. True generosity is a kind of nature. True generosity is true wisdom, and any generous behavior has sacrifice. Generosity is the flower of justice, and generosity is the giving beyond one’s own ability. Be generous, and never be narrow and stingy. Generosity is bravery, generosity is chic. What you give generously is what you often get. Generous husband ambition, Iron Stone hero heart. As a real rich, generosity is a virtue. Generosity should mean being generous, and generosity should be unrestrained and generous. In other words, everyone should eat meat in large pieces and drink in large bowls. Generosity can show off the edge. A person must be generous to be grateful. Generous to feed haoqi, cautious to feed air, open-minded to feed righteousness. Generosity is not the icing on the cake. Generosity is a charity Act that gives timely help. Generous people never repay others for giving gifts. Our generosity should never exceed our ability. Give others happiness generously, and you will be happier. Measurement is like the sea, Han Chun Yu, should be connected like running water. True friendship lies in persistent search and generous dedication. If a person has courage, he can do it. A large number of small businesses can do nothing. Make friends generously and raise expectations with low profile. Only by being generous and praising others’ beauty can we win friends. For those who are not generous but narrow, the world is also narrow. Ning Gong is poor, not private but rich; Ning let and damage already, not compete and harm others. forka bu neng yin, poverty can not be changed, force can bend. Our true generosity to the future is to give everything to the present. If you want more, there will be no generosity. If you are impatient, there will be no knowledge of perseverance. A narrow-minded but not generous person has a pair of mouse eyes. The glorious achievements of life stem from the life principles of generosity and honesty and trustworthiness. When a generous person falls down, the world will support him with their hands. It is not generous to put a piece of hairtail into the plate full of delicious food; It is not generous to put a red envelope into the big money bag; It is not generous to insert a knife for a friend, and it is generous to stand out when the road meets injustice. In the vast sea of sand, it would be generous to drop a few drops of water into other people’s mouths. During the long journey, half of his few traveling expenses were given to strange thieves, is generous. If you say something generous, you will not be satisfied; If you do your best, you will only have a clear conscience. The real generosity to the future lies in giving everything to the present. When it comes to real generosity, it has incredible charm. As a quality, both rich and poor have it. Generous and helpful, good things come to the door. If everyone knows generosity, our world will have more sweetness. The widest in the world is the ocean, the wider than the ocean is the sky, and the wider than the sky is the human soul. And when you encounter true generosity, it has incredible charm. As a kind of quality, both rich and poor have it. You need to be bitter, happy, generous, and honest. Be careful when accepting others’ things; Be generous when giving things to others. If we like anything, it is heartfelt praise and generous praise. The real generosity to the future is to dedicate everything to the present. A successful person never lives in yesterday’s frustration. He has to face the sunrise and pursue a better tomorrow forever. Leave difficulties to yourself and give convenience to others. Magnanimous people who are difficult to tolerate in the world, and kind people who always smile at the ridiculous people in the world. Losers see problems behind opportunities, while winners see opportunities behind problems. Anyone can donate what they abandon to others, but the real generosity is to give others what you cherish most. As a person, you should respect your parents, be kind to your children, and be generous to your poor relatives. If you have the virtue of generosity, the bad habit of greed will not only drift away from you, but also care more about people, especially the unfortunate poor. People often mistakenly believe that those who are enthusiastic about social intercourse are some generous people. Tagore said well that they were just squander, not devotion, and the squander often lacked real generosity. The best way to impress others is to praise them sincerely and generously. Your efforts may be exactly what others really need. Don’t be stingy with your applause and give it generously. It will bring happiness to others, maybe everything. May we all give in generously and be willing to help others; May we all be physically and mentally clean, honest, innocent, good in character and free from evil thoughts. Generosity is not that you give me what I need more than you, but give me what you need more than me. Those who stand on the barriers and die for principles are certainly heroes; But those who stand up and fight for principles and die generously are bigger heroes. Nature puts us in a free world, but we are bound to a certain narrow mouth. Frugality to yourself, generosity to others, loyalty to friends, and your own efforts will make some achievements sooner or later. There is only one belief that can truly support our generous efforts, that is, we believe that those who survive behind us will continue to fight until our common ideal is realized. This kind of consciousness which is higher than life cannot be explained by the general care of human nature. Behavior is a kind of behavior that can not only meet one’s own needs, but also meet the needs of society and others. Therefore, some people summarize the humanity of kindness into generosity, benevolence, mercy, gratitude, friendship, loyalty, enthusiasm, selflessness, kindness and other properties that constitute a character of kindness and charity. We should not seal up the precious wealth, but generously show them the value as wealth. Maybe your casual remarks have already made those who are confused see a little bright, maybe your seemingly ordinary materials have already made those who are struggling to find extremely surprised. When we are strict with ourselves, how can we expect us to be generous and kind to others? The word “smart” is not allowed, and the word “generous” is not allowed to look at others. We really want to be a person who stands on a mountain and falls down on a monument. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

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Bana

With the help of QQ Farm opened up by the Internet, I got to know some flowers that I seldom see in daily life. One of them is called Manzhushahua with flowers and leaves, red as blood, and coquettish form, which leaves a deep impression. To be exact, the appearance of flower occupies my heart with a clearer posture than the name of flower. I thought that this was just a kind of flower in books or legends created by the farm pioneers using network software in order to create atmosphere or attract players’ attention, just like kylin, pi xiu, these beasts in the pasture. Unexpectedly, I saw her on a mountain road in Langya Mountain on last National Day. Although it was just a flower that was picked and folded by others and abandoned by the roadside after being played with, the color and form suddenly aroused my memory. I couldn’t hide my excitement and shouted to my peers, “Look, is that the flower called Man in the farm. It was a pity that there were too many flowers on the farm, so people looked at each other and no one could answer. I didn’t say much, thinking that since this flower appeared here, there must be more than one tree in the mountain, so I raised my eyes and looked around. Unfortunately, I had no intention to travel to the mountain because I rushed to the dinner party at that time, in addition to the twilight, I just vaguely saw three or two plants. This mid-autumn festival, I went to Langya Mountain again. Maybe God rushed into the eyes vividly as soon as he entered the gate of the mountain, in order to fulfill the yearning I left a year ago. Obviously, this is not artificial flowers. They are free to do whatever they want, either in the forest, in the mountains, in the steep slopes or in the wild paths. Some are independent and self-admiring, some are standing without any words, and some are like a blanket to touch the glory. The striking colors, numerous quantities and slender, vigorous and graceful forms made tourists have to stop to watch her. Unfortunately, because my camera broke when I was in Beijing, I couldn’t take this magnificent scenery by myself. Although her name was marked on the farm, I always remembered it in a daze. In order to know her more accurately, I asked the manager in the mountain again, and learned that her name was Lycoris, and her name was Dragon Claw flower. But somehow, I was not satisfied with this name. I always thought that she shouldn’t be such an ordinary name, or this ordinary word, which couldn’t reflect her characteristics incisively. I always feel that there is a mysterious color hanging over this flower, It is not the purity of gardenia, the elegance of orchid, the warmth of Rose or the warmth of Rose. It seems to be a kind of sadness, a kind of sadness flowing out of the bright eyes; It seems to be a kind of indifference, a kind of indifference that cannot be condensed from the warm heart; it seemed to be a kind of enchantment, a kind of curiosity that could not be concealed. She went home and checked her information. As expected, she had another touching name —- the other shore flower. Manzhushahua, also known as the other shore flower. It means the flower of death. It is generally believed to be the leading flower growing on the Santu River. The Legend of the fragrance of flowers has magic power, which can evoke the memory of the dead before their death. It is blooming under the lunar July, with large pieces of bright red as blood. Its beautiful and sad name comes from the Sutra of France and China, which is one of the four kingdoms, sanskrit means red flowers in heaven. It is also said that Manzhushahua is a flower blooming in the sky, white and soft. If you see this flower, the evil will be removed by yourself. In Buddhist language, Tea Leaf is the last blooming flower in the flower season. When it comes to tea leaf, only the flowers on the other side of the forgotten life are left. Buddhist scriptures records have Equinox Flower, open a millennium, drop a millennium, mosaic never meet each other. Love is not cause and effect, fate is doomed to life and death. In civil, Spring Equinox before three days troat other side, before and after the autumnal equinox three days asked autumn other shore. It is the day of going to the grave. The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side of the autumn, very on time, so it is called the flowers on the other side. When I read this, it suddenly occurred to me that on the way to Langya Mountain, I saw someone selling mingcoins and chrysanthemums. I felt puzzled. At this time, I knew that there was such a sad grief behind this beautiful scenery, this mysterious flower really contains such a sad and profound implication. Equinox Flower, open a millennium, drop a millennium, mosaic never meet each other. Love is not cause and effect, fate is doomed to life and death. Life is alive, life and death. The deep love is shallow, and the fate is determined by the heaven. Gathering and separating, life and death separation, rather than forcing, let it go. Life is not necessarily life, death is not necessarily death, gathering is not necessarily gathering, scattering is not necessarily scattering. The belonging of spirit and body has non-absolute unity in time and space. Sometimes death is eternal life, sometimes life is not as good as death, sometimes away, but closer, sometimes close, but like a lifetime, sometimes possession, but lost, sometimes lost, however, I regained my new life …… my thoughts were like butterflies, spreading my wings and looking at this mountain full of blush. Although I was sad and sad as before, that interpretation and understanding made me feel bloody, full touched. At this moment, I don’t want to call her Lycoris, Dragon Claw flower, let alone the flower of death. I want to call her Manzhushahua, the flower of the other shore, or the flower of memory, because love is not cause and effect, fate is doomed to life and death. She is like a mysterious soft catkin, stringing my sad and pure memory. That is a piece, planted on the other side of time, belongs to me, Manzhushahua……

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Under the impetuous of meditation

Recently, the heat was unbearable, and my mood became more and more impetuous with the rise of the temperature. My impetuous heart had already accumulated in my mind and it was difficult to calm down for a long time. Lazy eyes are full of anxiety and irritation. On a hot night, I sat quietly in front of the screen, looking up at the bright white moon and shining stars in the sky through the window. I was too lazy to find someone to chat on the internet and didn’t write artificial articles. Always listen to the music absent-minded, and keep killing Chinese chess. People are tired, drink too much, and then fall asleep. All day long and even all night long, he showed a way of doing nothing, killing the days. Yesterday, Xiao Cheng told me that I haven’t seen your blog updated for many days, and I haven’t seen you continue to write two series of articles about drinking and my master. I smiled faintly. I was really not in the mood for a long time. Sometimes I wanted to write down my thoughts and thoughts, but I hesitated for a long time, but could not type a word. In fact, what I wrote down was also my own feelings and past experiences. Behind every story lies my past ups and downs, joys and sorrows. I lived in fickleness and depression day after day and wrapped my heart tightly. I don’t know when the Impetuous Heart will calm down. I strolled back and forth in this narrow space, and the soft light set off the quiet night sky. To be a person is complicated. Work, Life, Love and divorce are not clear to everyone, especially what love is? Almost every end of my article is used to using ellipsis, but I don’t know what on earth is omitted? I don’t know whether it is the expression of emotion, the heart that cannot be expressed, or the endless words. I traveled a lot of places, saw a lot of scenery, met a lot of people, and knew a lot of stories. There are too many beautiful things in the world. I envy those celebrities who stand on the stage of life and have applause, and I also envy those rich and wealthy people. In the real society, material desires are rampant, people are floating and things are cheating, and everyone is busy looking at money. Society creates competition and the jungle. But I am still me, unable to change myself, because everything that is unique in my heart and has been accumulated in my life cannot be changed no matter how hard I try. But why do I become so cowardly and incompetent sometimes? Why don’t I make myself happy and cheer up? Instead, we have to escape from life. Once we calm down, we will seriously examine our behaviors and reflect on our mistakes, and feel a little ashamed. I can’t let the flashy cover the true footprints, nor can I let the impetuous wipe out the true voices. I think it’s time to be clear-headed, forget what should be forgotten, give up what should be abandoned, and take a step back. Stay away from the noise of the city, the material desire of temptation and the impetuous mood. You may as well hide in the small building to unify, regardless of spring, summer and autumn and winter. Only by being quiet can we overcome fickleness and get psychological relief, free up time and energy to do what we love and shoulder the responsibilities we should do. Because the road of life is still long

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Sing Evening Songs with the autumn wind

The wayward spoiled baby in her mother’s arms fell asleep with her mouth pouting when she was tired of playing. Her hands were still holding the sticky lollipop. The spoiled eyes of the young mother melted the indifference of passers-by on the pavement, they cast their admiring eyes one after another, and even touched the child’s small face quietly. The dust flying freely outside the window presents a transparent color under the autumn sun. They were flying and panting aimlessly over the city, as if they wanted to fall down, but the wind blowing brought them to the higher sky. The tall Phoenix trees on both sides of the road shook off the rustling leaves, as if the king put down the heavy burden, overlooking the noise and busyness of the whole city. Under the open sky was the distant mountain which had been dyed half of the golden color. Without the green green, there was a smell of oil painting. This oil painting is the big background of the city, which makes the city have spiritual dependence. The passing vehicles took away the back of the last batch of people who were busy in this city. They were in such a hurry. Where were they going to flee? The city with neon lights gradually lit in the night is so charming, why no one appreciates it? The oil painting instantly became a black curtain without soul. When you are upset, you want to walk a long way. Wearing headphones alone, no one knows what you think. You can think about anything, you can think about anything, just walk quietly. Maybe in just one second, everything will be figured out. I like to wear a loose coat, even a big jacket for men. Pulling up the collar when the wind blows is my warmest enjoyment. Even if there is no temperature for that person to hug, I can also be a girl who loves me. I was tired of walking. Looking at the distance, I found that I had been entangled by the trivial things around me all the time, ignoring too many scenery waiting there. Because I couldn’t see the scenery in the distance, I thought the world was so small and there was no reason to be happy. How many dreams about searching are hidden in the leaves blown down by the wind? But accidentally floated in the pool of green water, and could not fly out of the swaying posture. The wandering dog was scared by the sound of the car and hid in the warehouse on the roadside. Who saw its loneliness when he turned back? The construction workers carrying steel and cement appeared at the top of the city, and soon disappeared in the deep of the city forest. No one cared about their efforts and took everything for granted. In the crowded farmer’s market, the middle-aged woman who was scalding out-of-date curly hair was haggling over a few cents in a strong local accent. Would her child be the same age as me? In the exclusive shop, several waitresses were surrounded by a fashionable lady with high-heeled shoes loaded with arrogant heavy makeup. What kind of vanity will money give? Stop and go, pick up a piece of sycamore leaves and clip it into the notebook you carry with you. Can you sleep soundly for the whole autumn? Then there will be no cold winter, right? The night was getting darker, and the music circulating in the player urged me to go back. What kind of song can express my mood at this moment? Alone, when the wind blows, I think of my parents’ nagging. After three years of college, I still got nothing. If you want to work hard, you don’t know where to start. It took three years of ignorance to understand that everyone is working hard silently, and you always think that youth will not grow up, and youth is capital. But if you don’t cherish this capital, it will end up as money in your dreams. Mom said on the phone: it’s getting cold, add a piece of clothes, remember that your legs can’t be cold. During the three years of college, I also learned to endure tears and say, “I’m fine. You and Dad are fine. Back to the dormitory, I hurried to find out the plush trousers that my mother bought. Yes, only you always force me to wear them to be really warm. Look at the small camera of the mobile phone, make a happy expression everyone will have a low period, have a good sleep, maybe tomorrow will be better. Who missed the catkin flying at the end of spring? Who Cried the raindrops falling at the beginning of summer? Who cares about the falling leaves in autumn night? Who buried the snow fluttering in winter morning? It turns out that every season has its floating spirit, but no one is too reserved, so they take away all our thoughts in the alternation.

Like (prose editor: yuiran) the snow in spring

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In early autumn, whose heart is drunk

In early autumn, a cold face came out from the continuous rain curtain. Fog, soft and soft, dispersed, like shape, but invisible, like love, also ruthless. Looking at the sky without moon or stars, my palm held up the glass, and the red liquid gently rippled in the transparent cup, which made me slightly drunk. Tasting autumn is like tasting a cup of mellow wine. In early autumn, it is the eyes staring at the moon by the window; It is the charm of smelling the wine, and the wine is not drunk. When cicadas sing back the heat of summer and the night is as cool as water, it is easy to remind people of those beautiful words and sentences of the ancients and draw a picture in the bottom of the heart without any reason. Yang Liuyi was reluctant to give up, but reluctantly from spring to summer, and from summer to autumn. The cycle of four seasons is changing, and what can’t be replaced is always the slight sadness. Where does sadness come from? There is no need to pursue it. When does missing end? There is no need to explore. The wine overflows outside the Cup, just like my soul drifting away quietly from your chest and spreading. Spread the sadness that only belongs to early autumn, close your eyes gently and raise the corners of your mouth slightly. The faint smile is worthy of the quiet early autumn, and the faint smile is worthy of the mellow wine. To disperse the sadness in the bottom of happiness, close your eyes gently and raise the corners of your mouth slightly. Only a slight smile can be worthy of the passing youth, and only a slight smile can be worthy of enjoying brighter sunshine. Well, let’s toast to a better life! After drinking this cup of wine, my heart was filled with warmth and warmth. The slight sweet and bitter taste remained in my mouth, just like the feeling of youth flowing through the years. Come on, toast together for the pursuit of dreams! There was light shining in the eyes, which was not tears, but pearls carried in shells, and treasures given to us by years. The cool breeze gently blows, and a strong fragrance of osmanthus lingering. I, who was not good at drinking, couldn’t help feeling excited. I toasted alone, murmured an old saying, and tasted a mouthful of lovesickness. In early autumn, it is only suitable for slight drunkenness and slight sadness.

Like (prose editor: yuiran) the snow in spring

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

Waiting

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

Be good at listening to different voices and opinions

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

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

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

Sick time

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

Encounter this fireworks

On the street where the Twilight is everywhere, the dim street lamp lights up, walking quietly on the familiar Riverside, letting the music flow around your ears. The hustle and bustle of the street is close to you but seems to be far away from the end of the world, watching the River flowing quietly, I felt the refreshing and cozy feeling brought by the breeze in the evening through the branches, and my thoughts began to move wildly in such Twilight, A violent explosion of firecrackers disrupted my Swaying Thoughts. Looking sideways, a grand fireworks feast began in the sky, the pear flowers of thousands of trees instantly bloom from the horizon to the night sky of the city. The uneven cement forest and the branches of the mottled trees turn into a huge curtain at the moment when the fireworks bloom, which is pale. When pear flowers bloom one after another, there are various kinds of fireworks on the stage. The quiet night sky becomes lively and hot. They are like flowers in the night sky, gorgeous, colorful, with the resplendence of meteors, the enchanting flowers have become the focus of people to stop in such a late autumn night. People on the bus stop missed the bus because of fireworks. People who hurried on stopped and looked up at the splendor in the night sky. This night, this sudden fireworks instantly became the leading role of this city, even those who did not stop because of it slowed down their steps and speed. And I was even more attracted by it. I stopped by the river, stopped the music, quietly watched a grand Bloom, one after another, watching their warm opening and quietly dying into ashes, floating in the air, it became a grain of dust, with the heat in full bloom, staying in a corner of time and space forever, slowly recalling the warmth of the moment. If love is as gorgeous as this grand fireworks, then when the passion receded, will everything turn into a cloud? The encounter is always the most beautiful, just like the infinite surprise and enthusiasm brought by the encounter fireworks, but the fireworks bloom in an instant but disappear in an instant. It will finish its life in a decisive and enthusiastic way, leave our thoughts to those who struggle in the depths of the world of mortals. Encounter this fireworks is just like encounter a period of emotion in life, encounter is always warm, the result is always so indifferent. If the encounter with you in your life is so grand and gorgeous, will the ending be more decisive and sad? If a relationship doesn’t care about the result, just for a sentence once owned, then can I be the most beautiful but not the loneliest in this enchanting emotion like fireworks, which is like the fireworks blooming instantly. My friend said, because of love, there will be continuous pain to bear. I don’t know whether my feelings are like the gorgeous fireworks in the night sky, but love always needs to bear. When you get it, you are destined to bear something and there is no escape. If meeting is doomed to the separation in the future, then is this meeting the most beautiful or the most desolate? Use this life to portray the appearance of the next person, use all to exchange for the afterlife without separation, the sea is dry and the stone is rotten, the sea is changing, can’t you escape this arrangement of destiny? The fireworks were gone, and there was no more dust in the past. It was the scars and tears after the fireworks were enthusiastic, and what was left after the emotion was the sorrow overdrawn for several generations, the pain at that time would be like the Grand and unforgettable fireworks in the air. If you can’t find an outlet in your feelings, then the only thing left is dreams to pursue, and I will still be me. If one day I carry my bag and travel far away with my words, it will be a brand new me, no longer so sad, no more nostalgia and reluctance, travel all the cities you want to go, all the ravines of mountains you want to go, and all the rivers and streams you like. That will be the real me, the free me. Encounter this fireworks, as if to see the bright and sad in life and love, naked to come, naked to go, why do you have so many sorrows, quietly do yourself, this past year, words depend on each other and naturally accompany each other.

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…

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

Sick time

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If there is tomorrow

Finally, I really took this unforgettable road. Those experiences, such as sufferings and emotions. I no longer guess who I will meet in the next eternity. Beginning to understand. Summer vacation seems to be over. A person lying on the bed, imagine many pictures alone. It should be under the red maple tree quietly waiting for the arrival of autumn to feel the breath of Wang writing poems. I should recall that I was no longer so coward when I was rolling. It should be the child who grew up in this summer. If there is tomorrow. I also want to bless you, dear. Dear family members, dear good friends, and dear you. This summer is spent with autumn. Never thought about it. Autumn, we depend on each other for so many days. Why do I always stop talking about this summer. Happy, sad. Now it becomes so speechless. What kind of mood are these? Tell yourself that you can’t make a fuss, but you can’t stop thinking. There is no way to start with the sufferings. Everyone has them. It’s just that you have experienced this time. No big deal. I told myself like this. Except Wushan is not cloud, after all it is his own, so he still seems so sad and profound in his mind. I have learned a little about emotion and got a bit thorough. Don’t think about the future any more. I forced myself like this. Remember, your dream, your future, what do you want to be. This Kadesh. Finally, just come on. Feelings are easy to make people dizzy and can also make people clear-headed. I have found myself, no matter how rainy it is. I see. The mind that cannot be stopped is as empty as the night that cannot be stopped. Still can’t say anything. If you want to go to bed early, I can’t do it. I still remember that there is no choice when happiness comes together, and it is helpless to ebb with happiness. The old boy sang: I had dreams, I understand. I also love to sing. Go to sleep over and over again. The most beautiful thing is to be continued in the dream. Hey, if there is tomorrow. Bless you, my dear. I also wish myself snoring ~~~ I must fall asleep on the train before dawn. Qiu said that I would write a long article to remember this summer. I also thought before, but now I don’t think so, Qiu understands. How can the weight of those things deposited in our hearts be expressed in words. When I came back, they said I was thinner, especially the rotten apple said I got rid of the fat type. Huhu ~ in fact, half a month after I was working, I ate oil cakes every night in the same autumn. After a hard time, the fat I lost rebounded back, ha ha ~ I was a little excited and said that I lost weight. I was not used to being careless for several times. Sometimes I suddenly asked me what happened and my voice became much smaller. These days when I came to school, I had the most shopping experience. I felt that I had traveled all over the street this summer these two days. Back Qing things. Feeling been extremely busy. My heart will not be empty. A real life, really good. Class begins in the afternoon. Study hard and make progress every day.

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Combustion Wutong leaves

Seasonal late autumn. The morning before yesterday, on my way to work, a piece of yellow fallen leaves caught my eyes. I bowed and picked it up. Look carefully, the leaves are moist and full, and the fresh and golden leaves are inlaid with green spots of the same size as needles. Blade, like the wings of a butterfly. Before the busy day, I put it in the drawer casually. Three days later, the wet Golden Leaf had completely lost its moisture and rolled up in the corner withering. Touching with hands, dry and inelastic. I can’t help sighing: The Blade of time may casually cut a deep or shallow wound on all things, and then, on the healing wound, it will grow taller, grow stronger and stronger. Breed. Night. Window. The Moonlight is hazy, the autumn wind is rustling, and the fallen leaves are rustling. That leaf seemed to jump into my mind from the mysterious passage of the night sky, evoking a period of immature time deep in my memory. At that time, Chunrong, Xiamao, thin in autumn and bald in winter were everywhere in small counties, government offices and schools, factories, mines and enterprises, as well as roads leading to the countryside. Every autumn, Indus leaves float down from the air in groups, covering the Earth. Almost every Sunday afternoon, I would lead my two younger brothers to wear the loose fallen leaves with a string on the roadside and inside the courtyard wall until dragging the paddle like a waterwheel. Under the urge of sunset glow, go home. At that time, because residents used cheap coal for their daily life, which was supplied by tickets, and the quantity was very limited, every household in the city had pot stoves, and firewood was usually used for cooking and boiling water, we call it firewood or firewood. Firewood is generally purchased from the market, and some people buy it from the mountains. For ordinary people, the loose leaves of phoenix trees are a small gift of autumn. Light smoke seems to convey the breath of life to God. I once stayed in my grandma’s house in rural areas for several years, and knew that children in rural areas use firewood to draw firewood. And I prefer to pick up the leaves piece by piece and then put them on. As if wearing a leaf falling down, it was just a flame burning, serving a bowl of rice incense and hearing a word of encouragement. Small fallen leaves are easy to light, easy to burn, and easy to satisfy. Also understand gratitude. After withering, I don’t forget to kiss the soil that gave birth to it and raised it, and return to my mother’s arms. Now it is hard to see plane trees along the road, in the courtyard and in the park. Their figures have been replaced by evergreen trees and ivy trees. Those mottled Buttonwood leaves could only blink sad eyes at me through dreams, as if asking me: Do you still remember me? Then, fly by the burning flame. 2011 nian 10 yue 11 ri

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Forever Alex

When I was young, my parents often prevented me from raising small animals. Under my stubborn insistence, I once raised a little black dog. That little black dog spent a happy childhood with me. Unfortunately, its fate was not good, and eventually it died under the stick of human beings. After getting married, I can raise small animals freely, and my husband and children also like them. One day, my husband went back to a fluffy little guy from the local fellow villager’s home, whose whole body was light black. The lovely black eyes are like talking. There is a pinch of white fur on the top of the two eyes, the mouth and nose are black, there is a crack in the middle of the front teeth, and the two small ears prove that it is a little wolf dog, we call it Ali. Ali was naughty and lovely, and he became the most popular member of our family as soon as he arrived, especially my son, who danced happily and played with him all day. During the Spring Festival that year, the company sent sausages. It was said that there was something wrong with the quality, and none of my colleagues dared to eat them, so they all gave them to Ali. Happy alimei enjoyed the whole spring, raised fat and strong, and became a mighty wolf dog. Ali didn’t have much freedom and was often tied by chains. Sometimes he would reluctantly lie on a bench, unhappy; Sometimes he would try his best to get rid of the bondage of the iron chain. Of course, it was in vain and he was so anxious that he could dig holes straight on the ground. His favorite thing was to follow us to the market. As long as he heard us pushing bicycles, he would always shout excitedly. Once he let go of the chain, he rushed to the road immediately, followed by the car and ran to the market. When they arrived at the market, strangers made Ali timid. He dared not to follow US shuttling through the crowd, so he had to sit by the bike and wait patiently. Our car is never locked, because there is Ali watching, no one dares to take a taxi. Ali is my son’s best playmate. When his hind legs stand straight, his whole body is two tall. My son likes to hold the iron chain and stand on the scooter, letting Ali pull it as much as he likes. Ali stretched his tongue, panting heavily and galloping in front. The speed was amazing, but he never saw Ali bring endless fun to children when he was tired. In the summer vacation that year, I locked the gate of the school and locked myself in the office to read books in order to avoid my son who was entangled with others because I had to take the exam. One dusk, I suddenly heard the sound of the hurried claws scratching the door. I opened the door and found that Ali had found it. Seeing me, it rushed up at once, leaving me a face of saliva. Suddenly I found a shocking wound on one side of Ali’s belly, with blood flowing. It turned out that Ali squeezed in from the crack of the iron door locked in the school, and the iron wire on the door scratched Ali. Ali in front of me licked my legs excitedly from time to time. Then he groaned and turned around his neck, licked the bleeding wound. Seeing my heartbreaking, he hurried home to apply medicine for it. The stain of blood on that road witnessed Ali’s attachment to his master. In order not to expose my whereabouts, Ali had less freedom. Until I came home, my husband would never loosen the iron chain to let him go. Our whole family lived happily accompanied by Ali. Ali’s cry and children’s laughter were full of warm courtyard. However, not for long. In order to prevent rabies, the unit launched a dog killing action. Although we had beaten a Li with wild dog seedlings, the unit refused to let a Li live. We really couldn’t bear to see Ali, who had lived together for two years day and night, died under a stick. We decided to send him away reluctantly and let him die in the wild. On Sunday, my husband rode a motorcycle to a small town more than ten miles away, while Ali followed the car ecstatic. He must have thought that he would take it to a further market. I don’t know whether my husband did it intentionally or unintentionally. The speed was so fast that Ali couldn’t catch up with him. When her husband stopped, Ali disappeared, thinking that Ali must have returned along the original road. I had to go home with ambivalence and found that Ali hadn’t come back. It was very strange. That road is the place where we often fly kites in spring. Every time Ali always follows us, it should know the way home. My son asked me pitifully: Ali would definitely not come back. If he became a stray dog, would he be killed? My son’s words were like a sharp knife, stabbing on my heart. Thinking that Ali would become a homeless stray dog, I couldn’t help feeling my eyes wet. We hope Ali will come back, and we are afraid of it. Inner attachment and reluctance still prevailed. Therefore, the family returned to look for it. Walking and shouting all the way, I finally found that Ali was struggling to find his way home in the dense corn field. When flying kites before, dense layers of green gauze tents appeared on the flat and empty field now. Ali naturally lost his direction. Ali saw us and rushed over at once, like a reunion after a long separation. He rolled happily and licked us with jumping. Ali followed us back home again, but it could never understand the real intention of the master today. Ali accompanied us for a short and happy life again. The leader of the security department of the unit came to inform us in person. If the dog was not disposed of, they would start work. We had no choice but to send Ali away again. In order to learn the lesson from last time, we decided to send Ali back to his original local fellow-townsman. Although Ali was tied to his mother, he was not happy at all. He wailed all day long, even the bones he always loved were not willing to eat. He was missing the happy home in the past, miss its owner. When we passed the fellow villager’s yard, Ali could accurately identify the sound of our car, and would shake the tail excitedly and scream, knowing that we would go to see it. Seeing it swallowing the food we brought, the fellow villager kept saying: This dog is too lover and too human. Yes, in his heart, we are his relatives, and he must be extremely attached to his former home. Although Ali couldn’t go home, we didn’t lose it after all. Ali is our concern and the source of our happy holidays. We would take food to see it every rest day, and our son would always save the ham sausage he ate and bring it to Ali. The joy of family reunion will always move me deeply. How can such a beautiful thing bear to let it disappear? However, the good scene is still not long. One morning, the fellow townsman hurried to the school and asked whether Ali would come back. It turned out that Ali broke away from the chain at night and disappeared. After getting off work, I rode a car to look around, but finally I didn’t find Ali. Besides being regretful and lost, I felt very lucky. After all, Ali left alive. Although he didn’t know its life and death, at least he gave us a thought and expectation. We hope it can live healthily and happily, and we hope it will come back suddenly one day. However, until we left that home forever, we didn’t wait until Ali appeared. It remains in our beautiful memory forever.

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Autumn silent

I’m afraid it’s time. It’s an autumn rain, and the temperature drops down. Closing the window and wearing the long coat, I still felt cold, just like a bug, sisuo rope got into my body. My son has gone to school, and the house is empty, leaving me alone. Oh, let’s talk about this house. This house was no longer the other one, and it was rented to be closer to the school where my son studied. The days of renting a house are certainly not comparable to those of your own family. I still remember that when I just moved in, it seemed that I knew nothing and forgot everything. Not to mention the small and narrow house, the key is that those houses have virtual watches. The gas stove could not be ignited, the washing machine could not store water, and the water was slow. The refrigerator was filled with water, which was fragmentary. It took about two or three weeks for life to get better. As a person like me, this is the advantage. Take it easy. No matter where you are, you will be able to adapt and find some fun in life after a long time. Although living is not as convenient as before, but because it is far away from downtown, there is also his unique place. For example, in the green grove along the roadside, it is not always crowded with people like the urban area, for example, crossing a road in the south, and there are crisscross alleys in the Old City. When I went out last night, I walked into a path. I didn’t hear the whistle or the track. The shadows of the trees on both sides were swaying and the lights were dim. Occasionally, two or three people passed each other lightly and found the long-lost serenity. Who said that life is like a traveller between heaven and earth. Since life is a journey, the place of peace of mind is home, just regard it as a different experience of life. Naturally, this autumn is still a little special. Because, my son went to middle school. It was a shame to say that although my son was not stupid, he always made people uneasy. Especially under the high-intensity management system of middle school, I was almost scared. My son’s biggest weakness is silent writing, especially English. Either this letter is missing or that letter is not standardized. As a result, the school information came at about 6 o’clock every night. Hello, your child can’t write it silently Today. The score is 75. I hope to go home and urge him to review. Hello, today’s dictation is very simple. At that moment, I felt really ashamed, as if I was too irresponsible as a mother. However, shame is useless. Now the competition is so fierce, and there are so many old people’s ardent eyes behind us. I can only go step by step. Autumn Wind, autumn rain and sorrow. Under the rainy sky, the rain curtain becomes thicker and thicker. Raindrops gathered into streams, falling from high places, knocking the window lattice and my sensitive heart. I don’t know why. Recently, I find myself becoming more and more quiet. It seemed that at that time, all the words, like the leaves of this autumn, withered and silent one after another as soon as the season came. Except for some old friends, they seldom talk to others. In fact, they cannot speak either. I just like to be deeply immersed in the past, missing while forgetting; Warm while lonely; Picking up while abandoning; Smiling while crying; Strong while fragile. As for the rice fields, red maple and Cuihu which I once loved, they all seemed like tides at that time, and retreated to places far, far, far, far away, as if they were with me, as if they had passed away from time to time. The only thing I care about is buying books. No matter what kind of book, as long as you can read it, you can read it. But there is an old saying that the book has its own Golden House, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu. In fact, there is also a world that is even more colorful than the reality. Sometimes, I read the book for the sake of purity, but the words are like a string of soul. An autumn rain and a cold. Falling Down, the rain between the heaven and the earth seemed to be frozen. Therefore, I had to add water to the Cup to keep warm. When I got up, I just saw a large plantain standing alone in the rain with wide leaves shaking dozens of meters outside the window. Life is like duckweed, and the news is ethereal and ruthless. Sitting alone in front of the window listening to the wind and rain, the rain beat the plantain and cried. This situation and this scene have aroused many thoughts…..

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