Love Password

What is love? Through the Ages, how many men and women have been fascinated and killed. What is love? The concept of love is defined as much as there is life in the world. If you must tell the solution of love, then, in short, it is the combination of the soul. Then what is fit? Such a question is too naive, and everyone will answer without thinking: congenial. Yes, love is equal to congenial, but congenial is easy to say. It is not easy to truly fit the soul in the journey of life, especially those literati who forge the width of life with words.

Recently, when I approached Qiongyao’s love life, I suddenly realized that love has a password. Even if this marriage is epiphyllum thanks or just wandering outside the door of marriage, it is also true love, love without impurities. Caring about Qiongyao, from her “curtain”, the complicated love imbroglio and the rising fire of love all interpret the mystery of love and the sacredness of love. In addition to the delicate and graceful story, the gentle writing and beautiful language are like a cup of old jade liquid, refreshing people’s hearts and intoxicating people’s feelings. Maybe it is at the time of youth, maybe it is to play a small role in literature. As long as it is Qiongyao’s works, it will never be easily strainer. After going deep in Qiong Yao’s words, he even had a more heart for the personal life of this great writer of love, it happened that Qiong Yao’s creation was related to her happy love in a casual browsing, that is, she had a husband who understood her, appreciated her, loved her deeply and supported her. Warm and sweet love made her feel like a tiger in the sky, like a fish in the water, admiring in looking up, admiring in looking up, Qiongyao felt a beautiful scenery in her heart. Unexpectedly, Qiong Yao’s marriage was not smooth, and she even experienced the attacks of ups and downs. However, a rainbow after the rain beauty, she should thank her fate and God for giving her a caviar to the general hobby. This hobby determines the direction of her life and her love.

Qiong Yao has experienced three marriages, and the biggest highlight of these three marriages is the equivalent of Love password. Her first love was the Chinese teacher who was 25 years old. From the age of this elder’s identity alone, we will think that Qiong Yao loves the teacher’s literary heritage and the literary wisdom. As a mature literati who was elegant and talented at the beginning of last century, of course, he could only watch and not touch this elegant and beautiful love, but Qiong Yao did not care about his parents’ opposition to block it, regardless of the criticism of public opinion, she always loved the love in her heart. The teacher who hid this late gift in the bottom of his heart finally failed to overcome his reason and embraced this gift freely. In the era when marriage and traditional ethics were tightly bound, how could the distinguished parents allow their daughters to marry a husband like an alternate generation? The good dream of breaking up the mandarin ducks deliberately made them rack their brains and take great pains, finally, the teacher was dismissed away from Qiong Yao.

In order to get her daughter out of the abyss of lovelorn love, her parents cut down trees with one hand and planted trees with one hand. All day long, they specially provoked some young people to play cards at home, creating opportunities for her daughter to find a partner in Italy. As expected, the literati Yazhuang, who had great ambition and hot Bell literature, entered Qiongyao’s vision. They talked about literature, writing and novels, in particular, Qiong Yao, who has been anxious about her parents’ dream of college, got Zhuang Yi: If you are committed to writing, you will have the same strong resonance if you don’t go to college, which makes her feel very pleased and relieved, the bright flower of literary fate soon gave birth to sweet sweet sweet fruit of love, and a marriage with literary media was ripe. Although the parents tried their best to oppose and stop it for the poor family, it was still useless. The couple who were branded with literature walked through the most glorious moment of life hand in hand. A new life has begun. The hardship of small families who only rely on contributions to maintain their lives can be expected. In addition, the material selection of Zhuang Yi is too ambitious and rarely chosen by magazines. The heavy burden of life falls on Qiongyao. Qiong Yao didn’t complain, but he had more confidence in writing and published more and more works. Who knows that such a good thing is a heavy blow to Zhuang Yi. He not only accused Qiong Yao of his creative theme, but also traveled in a foreign country. The only source of cost is Qiong Yao’s manuscript fee. When love went back to the Fifth Spring and Autumn period, Zhuang Yi could no longer bear the pain of living under the halo of his wife’s literature, and the Battle of lip-gun and tongue was warming up day by day. The unfortunate marriage did not knock Qiong Yao down, but more inspired her determination and courage to climb to the peak of literature. After her first novel “outside the window” came out, she placed her crown on her head. Ping Xintao, the president of the magazine, gave her affirmation and promised to hire. Soon, “outside the window” became the most attractive hot work of “crown, it aroused strong repercussions in the society. A few months later, Crown Publishing House published” out of the window “a single-article pamphlet, with sales in short supply and printing rising sharply. The fame of “outside the window” intensified the contradiction between Qiong Yao’s husband and wife, Soon, a marriage building based on literature collapsed.

The cruel life is the top of the mountain for the weak, and the strong is the practice of life. Putting down the weight of marriage and indulging in words wholeheartedly is a leap in the creation of Qiong Yao who reads love so deeply. “Smoky rain” and “a few days of sunset red” appeared in the “crown” one after another. The Crown is really a real crown. Pingxintao flies in the Crown’s soaring, while Qiongyao flies in the Crown’s soaring. Qiong Yao was glad that he met a literary Bole again, and met a literary bosom friend who appreciated her, understood her, supported her and shared her. The seeds of love began to sprout. The Common Pursuit was the fertile land of love, and the common appreciation was the sunshine and rain of love. Stepping on the flowers of career, their hearts entered the Palace of Love, walked into Port of love and found the destination of the most beautiful and blessed life. From acquaintance to mutual knowledge, from joy to regret, Qiongyao and pingxintao a journey called love beautiful scenery, good mood all the way blooming song. In Qiongyao’s heart, pingxintao is the most important person; In pingxintao’s heart, Qiongyao is the only protagonist. Or marriage or love, when you become the spiritual sustenance that cannot be abandoned in the life of the other party, who can not be proud of this gift from God!

In fact, both men and women have their own Love Password. Only by truly cracking this password can they embrace their own happiness and realize their own life value. Qiongyao’s love password is said, Qiongyao’s love achievement is said. Men and women who can manage marriage in a vibrant and colorful way must be superior people with love wisdom and master of breaking love codes.

In such a high-tech information age nowadays, passwords can be said to be everywhere, all the time, what bank card password, computer password, friend file password cloud Cloud, once the password is lost, there is no permit to follow one’s inclinations. So do you remember the love password?

Zan (prose editor: dripping ink into injury) Phoenix mountain spring outing

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When the oil is exhausted and the light is dry

Looking from a distance, a line of deep footprints stretched under my feet, winding. Grassland changed its appearance under my footprints, desert, sand still flowing under my footprints, mountains quietly dormant under my footprints, only that river is still flowing ruthlessly with time. On my way. I vaguely saw a ragged child picking up rags in the garbage dump. My eyes are dull and I don’t have the joy and dreams of childhood. Is that me? I vaguely saw a 14-year-old child struggling to dig a rat hole in the open field to compete with mice for food. He carried water, collected firewood, picked up coal cinder and did physical work with adults. He helped his mother support a family of eight with his immature shoulders. Was that me? I vaguely saw that a young man was far away from his hometown. He lived on a river on the grassland for more than half a year. He had a green hair and a beard over his mouth. He went to the sunrise and came back on the Sunset. The mission of everyone and little family was heavily pressed on his shoulder. He was like an old scalper on the grassland, pulling an old Lehrer, it carries lonely and desperate souls. It was the old mother’s milk tea and exhortation on the grassland that saved his hope. It was the kind prairie girl who comforted his dying soul. Was that me? I vaguely saw that he picked the light to read at night, worked hard and tried to find his lost wisdom and strength. The night came and the moon was gone, and the Dawn did not know. However, people of the same age with him have already rushed on the shortcut driven by full knowledge. He lost too much, too much, and now his efforts are too late! So, he admitted in disappointment, is that me? I also clearly saw that in the winding footprints, it was soaked with sweat, hardship, loneliness, loneliness, tears and even bright red blood, on the land of life, it is very deep and deep. Looking back, I picked myself up. When I opened my luggage, there was only a wisp of breeze and a few white hairs, and a song in autumn. The melody was lonely and desolate, the others have nothing left. The long and tortuous footprints are my only harvest. Dusk is gone, night is falling, and my lamp of life has run out of oil. I really don’t know if I can walk through this thick night. I looked at the night, figured out my little emotion and courage, and my eyes were cloudy and pale. Just when I was at a loss, she came, like the breeze in spring and the charcoal fire in winter. She gently filled my old lamp with fresh fuel, and gave me great comfort and encouragement. The Bean light was a little big, which rekindled and burst out beautiful lights. That is not a cup of oil! But a fresh blood poured into my blood vessels, which made me energetic and youthful again. Is this God works? Since then, I have new hopes, new hopes and beautiful dreams. Don’t be too much. If time will go back, I just need to live another ten years. She will hold hands with her and walk into the sunset. When I packed up my clothes and set foot on the journey again, I knew deeply that there were still mud, bumps and thorns on the road ahead, but I would continue to walk with a new attitude. On the road, there won’t be a single line of footprints, but two lines of footprints in parallel, because her spirit is accompanying me.

Zan (prose editor: prose online) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

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In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

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Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

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When missing turns into a lovesickness rain

Standing under the sky in April, he raised his head and looked up at the sky. His eyes would have a tingling feeling. Memories were too hurtful, and he could not pour out a stream of brain in his brain. A gust of cool wind brushed the brow, and raindrops fell on the soft grass like pearls, on the dry and hot playground and on the hot roof, falling on the lake with ripples of Lotus, falling on the long-lost heart, my thoughts jumped happily in the rain, running and shouting like a bunch of rain flowers splashed on the asphalt road. Today, that year, the rain came in a hurry and went quickly! Now, the flowers meet under the April sky, racing to open up, cutting off the constant thoughts into a rain, rain over the willow, still remember that year today he and her, two people whispered secretly under the shadow of the Willow Tip, snuggled up with each other, and even the wind on the shore smiled with a moving smile. Now, a person walked through the stone bench on the shore again, only a piece of fallen flowers lay quietly on the lake alone. If you can’t go back to today that year, lovesickness can only turn into a little worry, accompanied by that piece of fallen flowers, listening to the wind in the evening and sobbing sadly. Today in that year, the rain fell in my heart, and it was cool and refreshing. Walking in the rain was also a rare enjoyment. Looking at a couple, you moved me to walk in the rain, missing tears like rain, the raindrops at that time, as precious as tears, it is happy and sweet. Missing turned into rain, and the rain curtain was too thick to drown the figure walking in the rain. The sight gradually blurred, and the Halo overflowing from the Sun could not be seen clearly. Missing turned into a lovesickness rain, drifting across the sky where he and she made a wish together, shooting stars crossed, hands closed to the chest to store each other silently in the most important position in his heart, open his eyes and hug each other to smile, the happy smile blossomed into a beautiful flower on the face, and the moving pictures were vividly seen. The wind chimes hanging on the branches are ringing. The Wishing Tree Tree is now lush and verdant. It is like hiding an ocean in my heart. There is a kind of unspeakable sadness, and the stone flows into the sea like a circle of ripples, then there was silence like silence. Missing turned into a lovesickness rain, wet his and her once happy smile, and messed up his and her warm moment. The open space of that year was full of hairy dandelions. They lay down in the middle of dandelions, stared at the clouds floating across the sky, and flew their hearts thousands of miles away, he and she were two happy people who enjoyed the happiness without being disturbed. They picked up a handful of dandelions and blew them down on each other’s hair. Dandelions also followed them all the way and passed the laughter all the way, chasing, noisy, laughing, my heart also followed happiness! What a wonderful moment, I am willing to be still at this moment. He and she were frolicking and chasing all the way. Now, missing turns into a lovesickness rain, soaking my memory. Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

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Lover dies, lover…

Lovesickness is like a flower, can you understand a piece of paper?

At the dusk of early spring, the sea was dressed as a touch of rouge. The red sunset flowed on the sea and floated in the Blue Wave, reflecting a faint melancholy. The sea covered by the afterglow is so quiet and beautiful! Everything is so beautiful! Beautiful and sad! It’s so beautiful! Bai Xiamei said that life was originally a sad thing for some people and a helpless mistake. Just like a beautiful butterfly, it dropped the dust net by mistake; A boat crossing the river boomed the wrong harbor; A clean flower and Wood opened the wrong season. Perhaps, in this life, in this noisy world, you and I are destined to be just a dream trip, waiting for a dream at the ferry of Xiangsi. You are at the Cape, I am at the end of the world, and two lonely souls show the eternal sadness across the mountains of thousands of waters. From then on, the stars and the Moon do not meet each other, and the mountains and rivers do not meet each other. At the end of the world, watching the time fly away, sticking to the vicissitudes of life, keeping a clear word, crossing the years, passing by the wind, smiling without trace, and finally leaving a faint pain on the ground. Perhaps, it is just an accident that you and I meet. More perhaps, this is the doomed love robbery of God, making you a blooming flower in my thoughts. Because of you, I forget the day and night, heart goes around in the red dust, love goes around in the red dust. Lovesickness is like a flower, flowers bloom in my heart, bumping in the passing years, my wandering mood breeds wisps of confusion in the shy years. Anyway, let my lovesickness slip into your tender feelings all the way in the emotion of origin and fate, and let my missing melt in your world, I know you and know you, and the ashes of old time are scattered in the red dust and filled my heart. Sing a Song of wind, flower and snow, sing a song of quiet time, keep a soul of the world and the world! It turns out that there is a kind of love in this world, which can be remembered without confession! There is a kind of love, you don’t have to tell it, you can warm yourself with a smile! Fireworks, fleeting time, shallow encounter, deep joy. Through the vicissitudes of the sea, the red and dust depend on each other and care for forever, only because you are my fate. Don’t ask if it is fate or robbery! Keep you, waiting for you in the years like water, in the flashy gap. Keep one side quiet, care about the heart, listen to the voice of blooming; Taste a lonely, caress a song of music, let the cloud roll the clouds and relax; Carry a wisp of peace, be sentimental in the long red dust, and make ink with low eyebrows; A season of charm, lingering and low singing, watching the flowing light flying, listening to the sweet and graceful, and enjoying the vicissitudes of the sea. The time is quiet, and the language with the King; The water flows long, and the King is the same; The prosperity is over, and the King is the old. I really want to hold your hand and be gentle with you. I will wait for you to dye your hair with Frost and watch the long flow of water with you. Thinking about this life, I will hold up the missing boat. Slowly, with the quiet time, I will enter your dream and accompany you to wait and wait for you from generation to generation. If so, I would like to put down all my obsession and only do the treasure in your hand, OK?

Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Sadness under the clouds (16

16 No one will laugh at a person’s pure love. Hugo said that there is a heart hidden under the stone, which has the right to love. Why does my heart under the stone have no right to love you. Why do you say something insincere? Do you know why you look at you? Your eyes will not lie. I know there is Tenderness hidden behind its conspiracy. 17 I have never loved you as an imaginary object since I met you for the first time. You are the final destination of my life. Do you know, you decide how many nights my sadness and joy are mixed, calling your name. The Voice in the deep soul is like a Konggu orchid, silently fragrant and devious. 18 you are the most difficult choice in your life. There are many people in the world who meet each other late. Misfortune comes to us. Although it is painful happiness, it is a kind of happiness that you meet, as long as my body has touched your fragrance and my body temperature continues your breath, will this become a reality? Your hidden trace can be found. 19 the whole day and night are thinking, what is love? Is it the trembling in my heart when I saw you at the first sight? Is it the breath of two hearts sticking together in my mouth kissing, is it walking hand in hand on the streets of the city at midnight in winter. If so, why has it never happened between us. 20 it was a few days when we met, and we felt like a few centuries had passed. Do you know that when we held you in our dreams and stroked your body, when kissing your lips, it seems to be the throb of life and the solidification of time. When I saw your eyes shining with tears, what a cold winter, the raging wind flying with snow, but how warm it was when I held you; Why should I forget you, what a cruel ice and snow. 21 A man walked on the road in the countryside. Far from the Madding Crowd, in the Yangtze River in January, green grass grew in the fields, green wild mountains and bamboos stood on the hillside, and deciduous trees dotted sporadically on the banks of the stream, the bright sunshine scattered in the four fields gives the Earth a warm breath. Stepping on the fragrance of soil, walking through the fields after the beginning of winter, walking on the railway tracks leading to far away places, along it, there are many beautiful scenery ahead. 22 my heart still can’t help thinking about you. In every late night awakening, the Sun and the sun will not see the King, but the heart will be as usual. Outside the city of Gu Su, Dream of the end of the world, the rock of Yuhuatai, do you know it, do you know it? In the Qimen House, in front of Wang Sun Hall, Chinese lute strings said lovesickness. How do you say that you will believe that there is a kind of feeling that is full of joy and grief from the vicissitudes of the sea and the changes, and you have seen the dawn of autumn turning gray. 23 walking on the streets of Nanjing, but I don’t know which corner will you appear on? Decided to leave Nanjing and walked through the city in such a hurry, even the parting words could not be confessed. Is this the arrangement of fate. 24 there is the smell of cooking smoke in the air, the Lantern Festival in February, the singing and laughing along the river, climbing the kite flying higher and higher, falling on the river in February, shining with sparkling light and swinging the curtain of spring. When I walked alone under the snowy sky at midnight, beside the most beautiful Qingshan Lake in Nanchang, I remembered you and our agreement to meet three years later. 25 life seems to be a aimless parade, but you find the place to stop. When I hold you, I think of others. Why? Although I have not had any physical contact with her so far, there is something called soul in the world. Forgive me and do not give you the most beautiful warmth in life, because my soul has not found the exit. Forgive me for making you cry again. I don’t know if I will think of you when I hold others one day. 26 How to accept a person’s love? It seems that no one can say clearly, do you agree with each other? It seems that you are Taikoo old; Do you have a heart to heart? It’s too strange. What is that? No one can define it. However, am I forcing you to accept my love? Why can you feel my love but cannot face it? Will the Apple you bite at a time blame you, just like the flowers on Valentine’s Day cry in the wind. 27 I like to walk on the street and watch my image projected on the glass window. Sometimes it is good-looking and mixed with rare praise; Of course, I can’t stop waiting for others to move forward. In this moment of self-pity, it seemed to find a shocking secret. 28 we like to write down the pain at the end of the world, branded with a lingering Memorial quicksand; About the distant era of happiness, strange cuckoo sang in spring; let’s wander on the rocks in summer and watch the waves flying in the wind. 29 How can I capture my heart like the sun in the daytime and stars in the night? But my destiny. Whether it is day or night, my heart presents you. Watching you walk along the gray stone street, get rid of the shackles of the end of the world step by step, takredo’s Requiem, ringing the sleepless Bell. No longer can we hold the promise of prejudice, meet like a swaying fire and sigh of wind; Lily hide in the arms of roses to save the ancient legends. If love really has no result, shaking vaguely separated. Loneliness is an invisible fire, burning my purity. 30 when Hyacinth blows all over the Earth, The Edge of Love solidifies on the broken pattern. After every meeting, you will disappear without a trace. You are so happily embraced, the soul of midnight, wet by the rain, flowing to the rivers and lakes.

Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Red Dust comes and goes is the norm of life.

Perhaps, time is too thin and fingers are too wide. In this world, there are too many people who can read the wind and snow, but there are too many people who can’t walk out of the sea. People who used to think that they would spend their whole life together would break up when walking. They used to think that the unforgettable pain would fade when they looked at it. However, it is impossible to forget. In everyone’s life, there is at least one ardent love of selflessness. There is no luxury, no one is right or wrong, and it is not to blame the deep love. Look at each other, know each other and cherish each other; Turn around, no regrets. In silence, the collection is gathered and scattered, and only needs: a season of flower fragrance, warm to tears. Perhaps, a casual laughter will be waiting for a brilliant life; Perhaps, a casual look back will linger with heartbreak for a lifetime. The wind blows, the sound comes; The fate is born, keep together. One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi. A feeling can be the pride that the world has never asked each other since then, and it can also be the humbleness of flowers coming from the dust. Emotion is a very strange thing. You came and he left. When you left, he waited in the same place. In this life, there will always be someone who can’t get along with you, but you really want to live with him. Love is very short, so short that only one shoulder is left, but infatuation is very long, and we often have to pay for the end of the world in our soul. Therefore, there is a feeling that if life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan. I think, in this world, there is always someone in your heart that you can’t understand, there is always someone who is the blue moon that you can’t see enough, and there is always someone who is your endless lovesickness dream, there is always one person who is your endless Spoony tears, there is always one person who is not enough to read obscure poems, there is always one person who is your endless graceful words. And after a thousand rounds, you are in this knot of heart, you are in this blue moon feather into a butterfly, you are in this Spoony tears, you will become a Buddha in this dream of lovesickness, you will see the autumn water in this Misty Poem, and you will be entangled in this graceful word. Perhaps it is the real trace left by the years, the simple beauty that is hard to find in the floating world, that makes people like this, and those who are excited cannot be themselves. However, there are tens of millions of oblique eyes, and only two or three are appreciated. In this world, how many people can meet the person you want to meet among tens of millions of people just like Zhang Ailing said? No early step, no late step, just met. Too many men and women, but tears wet spring clothes sleeves after dusk. Too many people who had no chance stood silently in the dim light, suddenly looking back, but no one was waiting. Many fate was wasted by time ruthlessly, those who joined hands with the red dust in those years were thus separated in the flood of smoke. Who is whose stop? Who is whose watch? Who was Who? Who is whose vicissitudes? Walking in the mottled years, walking in the corridor of time, silent and standing. When all the lingering is in the fingertips into a wisp of light smoke, tears, can not bear to be separated, is it love or sigh? Time is endless, and those blooming, floating and disappearing have become the past; Those happy, indifferent and painful have turned into the taste of life. Looking back over the years, some things don’t need to be picked up and are already in my heart; Some people don’t need to recall, but they can’t get away. Perhaps, the fate is gone, and eventually the quicksand is pointed; Perhaps, the first makeup of the red dust, the first face, will eventually crush the dream. Since the beginning cannot be arranged, the end does not need to be designed. At the end of blooming flowers, flowers fall silently, and red dust comes and goes is the normal state of life. QQ:786835068

Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Fallen leaves on the ground, missing

Time flies, time flies, casual is also the season of late autumn, walking in the deep forest, with the falling leaves, counting the memories of the past years. Heart, can no longer be quiet, once again in the long miss quietly born. In late autumn, the yellow color is dull, the wind is cold, the fallen leaves are speechless, and there is a tender feeling in the air. Who knows? For whom? With the creaking of stepping on the fallen leaves, I hope that the fallen leaves full of clear and shallow words will float to the distance with the fresh wind, sending lovesickness from afar! In the autumn forest, the sound of geese was gradually far away, and finally it went away quietly and silently. Looking up, staring at the distance, the blue sky is painted with lovesickness, missing for you, falling in the forest. It is hard for you to know the poetic silence, and a song of red dust is low. In the late autumn six years ago, I met you, and the world was dreamlike. In the dark, I agreed on this life. The first acquaintance of a stranger, once a word, no longer unfamiliar, as if it was the fate of a previous life. You walked into my forest like a poem. That season, the falling leaves flew, paving the way for you and me to join hands in every corner of the campus. Can you remember that you picked up a piece of fallen leaves, holding your initial gentleness in my eyes, holding your beautiful heart, holding hands on the path in the school garden and walking gracefully. Looking back, this has become a beautiful encounter. When I know, when you smile, I will deeply remember your water-like smile and soft warmth. Later, the path in woodland of the school, the vast playground, the quiet library and the lively canteen left behind the dribs and drabs of you and me, and the year-old Shaohua of the co-actor of the season. In my spare time, every time I recall you and me, I will thank you for the meeting in the forest in late autumn, because each other likes fallen leaves, which makes me meet in a picturesque way in this life and makes me a yellow leaves, just wait for you to step gently, accompany you in the yellow season, share this piece of gold, accompany you in the colorful fallen leaves, leave shallow footprints, accompany you in the breeze Xu Lai, listening to a song of fallen leaves in late autumn, keeping one fall and turning yellow. When two lovers are happy, they are better than flying. Looking back five hundred times in the past life, in exchange for a passing encounter in this life, autumn leaves as a medium, is the light of you and I have been through six years, and you and I have always cherished this Looking back five hundred times in the past life, waiting for the meeting of the three lives, stroking the time of ink dyeing and the prosperous Forest with fallen leaves. You and I are still waiting for this forest, showing that we will never leave, no matter the time goes in, they will still find each other in a forest, because the fallen leaves are still staying in each other’s hearts.

Zan (prose editor: prose online) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Emotion brought by weather forecast

In fact, I am really unnecessary. The TV set in her family must be bigger than that in my family, with complete functions and strong clarity. The effect of watching the weather forecast is much better than that old and broken TV in my family, what’s more, she must also have a mobile phone like a small computer, which can know the weather at any time. We have known each other for two years. In the past two years, I have been watching the weather in her city almost every day. If the weather forecast said that there was light rain in her city, I would think, did she go out with an umbrella today? If the weather forecast said that there was a heavy rain in her city, I would think that she would not go out today. She would catch a cold in the rain, and it would be dangerous to go out because of the heavy rain. If the weather forecast said that the wind had cooled down in her city, I would think, would she add clothes today? Sometimes she will send a text message to tell her the weather in her city. What’s wrong with me? Will keep her warm and cold in mind. But I know clearly that there is a wonderful emotion in my heart. If you have a love, you have a care, not to mention, I am people who attach great importance to feelings. She is also a person who has been through wind, Frost, rain and snow. She is strong-willed. Her character has the gentleness of women and the fortitude of men. She can cope with the changes of seasons and the sudden changes of wind and clouds. Oh, I am really afraid that she will be attacked if she ignores the weather forecast. However, I was wrong, because I clearly saw that she stood in the changing time and space, wearing a white dress, which could not only keep out the cold but also shelter the wind and rain, and nothing could penetrate her body. Only my eyes can see through her skin. Her red blood vessels and nerves, like the longitude and latitude lines on the weather forecast map, spread all over her trunk and brain like spider web. However, her mind is like a high-speed train, full of secrets only known to her. She drives at high speed on the tracks of blood vessels and nerves without starting point or ending point. Prediction is a kind of prediction, then it is prediction that there is a danger of failure. Prophecy is also a kind of wisdom and courage to challenge nature and yourself. I think, in the distant sky, there must be many meteorological satellites monitoring the Earth’s every move and change, and timely transmitting information to the people on the Earth. Of course, it is best to pass it on to I am in the first time. I can pass it on to her in the first time. How proud and great I am in front of her! Can she understand my mood? The female announcer of the weather forecast is really beautiful! The sound was as clear as raindrops jade plate, just like her. The male announcer, the young man is really handsome, the voice is also nice, thick and slightly magnetic. Whenever the weather changes, they will remind people to take umbrellas, add clothes, which way can’t go, etc. Such humanized broadcast of weather forecast makes people feel very warm. Their voices swept across the mountains and waters of the motherland from east to west and from north to south. Of course, they also swept across the city where she was. Did she see the weather forecast today? Ah! I sat on the sofa staring at the TV and thinking about her. The weather forecast program passed without knowing it. I stood up and got up a cigarette in a depressed place. After a while, go to the computer in the study to check it.

Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Will it be far away if I love it

When winter comes and spring comes, I walk my life path alone in the limited life track. A person seems to have been used to watching the flowers in the world Bloom and fall, and the tide rises and falls, faintly like a gust of autumn wind blowing through, the leaves scattered in the air fluttered in the wind. I am like a leaf of life blowing me to where, I will be deeply silent, free my freedom, no one will be shocked, no one will feel it, and no one will hold it gently in his hand to treasure me. In the Lonely years, I have been addicted to the internet all the time. In the atmosphere of the Internet and reality, I sprinted around to find the happiness and love sustenance in my heart. I often use literature forums, writing the sigh of life in my heart, writing my loneliness, my sadness and melancholy, sometimes walking on thin ice, sometimes floating in the wind, I am a cloud, I am a piece of cold ice, in the surging years, I changed my steps with the change of seasons. I was full of ambition. I could not find the direction of life and could not interpret the real emotion in life. In my loneliness, I will talk about my thoughts with literary pen pals and tell my regretful dreams that have not been won for a long time. I have a literary pen pals, Mr. Mu Er, a member of Hunan Writers Association, I often discuss literature with him and ask him for literature-related knowledge and interest. When chatting, I will also say something about myself and tell him that I am almost 40 years old. If I don’t find a girlfriend again, in another ten or eight years, I have no one to ask for it, hehe! Is it? No, you are a literary talent, and there will be girls who like you. Mr. Mu Er said, that’s not necessarily. I have been in Changde for so many years, and I know very few people, and the social circle is very narrow, moreover, I am very afraid of coming out because of self-abasement and self-disapproval. Mr. Mu Er told me not to think like this. Everyone will have his own position, you will also find the fate. People often say that the crooked pot with crooked stove and half a Jin with eight Liang will always match each other. Of course, you must go out boldly! I tell you that there is a marriage network, I think it is very good, you can try to get in, maybe there will be other gains. I registered a member with the website address he gave me, posted my photos, and added people I thought were similar to as friends, and leave the contact information on it, hoping that someone will pay attention to me. In fact, I don’t particularly believe it, because there is still a big difference between the network and the reality, which is very virtual, moreover, there are many people who are often cheated on the Internet, but there are also precedents for success. I hope my dream can come true. I prayed for myself devoutly. After a few days, when I was bored, I knocked on the door of the marriage network gently again. I walked in abruptly and opened my membership information quietly. I found a lady leaving a message to me. I was surprised and hoped there would be a new beginning, one day, I opened my QQ as usual, and suddenly there was a new information added to my friend. I couldn’t wait to click with the mouse and found that she was from marriage network, I am excited to add her as a good friend, hoping to have more contact with each other in my future life. In the days to come, I slowly learned a lot about her stories. She told me that she was a person from magili County in zhangjiashi City and worked in a public institution, she once had a marriage full of regrets. Unfortunately, her husband left her quietly four years ago, leaving her and her son. Over the past few years, she has been working hard to support the Sky independently. She didn’t find it, but a person’s life is still too boring, sometimes there is not even a person who speaks confidentially, especially at night, the quiet night sky is lonely with my vanity, and my son is too small, I can’t tell him a lot of thoughts. I feel that I am still young. Will I spend it alone in the future? My son will leave me for a long journey after all. He will have his happiness, and what about me? I often live with self-contradiction. Meditation is that he has ceased to exist before. Only the warmth of the past remains in the corner of my heart, which always makes me feel distressed, but I can’t feel sad for a lifetime, under Jiuquan, he believed and didn’t want me to walk alone with a heavy load. I clearly felt that she was wiping tears from the corners of her eyes, and I could feel her feeling at this time. Through the QQ screen, I can appreciate her beautiful and lovely head portrait, which is gradually moving away, just a little vicissitudes, hopeless and sad eyes, and thick eye bands, I must have spent sleepless nights one after another, but she is still very vivid and touching in my opinion, because she has a baby face and her high nose bridge, and the big, thick and colorful mouth will make people have a lot of reverie. If I think she can be happy and face life with a smile every day, she is really beautiful and charming, I sympathize with her experience very much. After all, my previous marriage also made me miserable. Fortunately, I came out, because I really need a better woman to love and care about me sincerely, go to the future life together. She envies my literary talent very much, and I like her to have a stable job. She likes me to listen to my stories in front of her, she is willing to be a loyal listener, and I like her sweet smile and her beautiful eyes under the rainbow after the rain. We often talk on the Internet from 1 to 2 in the morning, I sincerely said to her, this is not good! First, it will affect work, and second, it will affect health. If you become an old woman because you stay up late, you will let me compensate you for your youth loss, then I really can’t help you, I laughed heartily. She said to me, no one wants it. As long as you want it, I am also very happy. I often tell her that distance is not a difficult thing that is far away, the key is the distance between heart and heart, which requires us to walk together and maintain sincerely. What’s more, we are not far apart, isn’t it 90 kilometers? It will arrive in more than an hour, She told me that she could go through the formalities of retirement in a few years, so that she could go wild and let people travel. Of course, you should treat me well and love me sincerely, I will consider your side to accompany you, right? Then I am so happy and hope it will be as we wish. In front of her, I feel very small and inferior. In today’s society, the economic foundation determines the superstructure and there is no stable income, it is difficult for a man without a sense of security to maintain a family well. She would calmly smile and say to me, then you should be a full-time writer and don’t work. I said how is that possible, I still need more efforts now. In fact, I am really nothing. In the bright starry sky of literature, I am just a small meteor without much popularity, and there are not many special collections published, but I will work hard for them, just like I am pursuing Mengyuan love in my heart, I will succeed one day, there will be a woman who has been caring for a long time and sincerely join hands. She often said to me, you don’t always say money in front of me. I am not looking for a man or looking for money. I am a very ordinary and plain woman, I don’t have too many requirements. I just want to find a man who is like-minded, responsible and caring. Now it doesn’t mean the future. Everything will change and everything will have new development, don’t we all decorate our World carefully on the road of success? I like the landscape there very much. I prefer her plain, bright and kind temperament like the landscape. She is like gurgling water in my heart wandering and echoing in the hotbed of my heart River, it often makes me sleepless all night, but I am happy and feel happy! She often invited me to go to her home. She lived there for a long time or went to find a job. She told me that she would like to accompany me to enjoy the scenery of Wulei Mountain and draw lots together to the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, servant hexagram, I heard that the signing and Hexagram there are very effective, she will accompany you slowly, I believe that in the mountains of the mountains, we will find our eternal security and Mengyuan. We have always been deeply attached to each other. In the distance of love, we are like a few feet at hand. I can see her beautiful eyes in mutual sincere expectation and looking back, I will also see her beautiful figure in the wind and walking in our distance. I feel that we are getting closer and closer, I feel that my heart has been confused by her gentleness and her infatuation. I really want to enrich her world with my whole life’s feelings and responsibilities and make her really happy, find a home that has been uncertain for a long time. Will love be far away? I believe it won’t be far away. I will carefully prepare my luggage, all my feelings and the most real love in my life to put on the lake of her heart, I am willing to live forever in her clear lake! I would like to dedicate this article to all lovers in the world and wish them a happy Valentine’s Day forever!

Zan (prose editor: dripping ink into injury) Phoenix mountain spring outing

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Chapter 2: fall down, sadness

On 2014-3-27, the mobile phone had already calmed down. I didn’t know whether to squat or stand. The Wind in spring was low and cold. On the balcony of the office, the spring color dyed, but I was lonely. I haven’t been so disheartened for a long time. I tried to stay awake, but I still fell to the bottom of the valley. The bottom of the valley has me and his shadow. His face is angry and sad, and I am at a loss. I can’t get close to him. It seemed that after a long time, he sent a message and said sorry. He also said this last night. At that time, the night was still very heavy, but there was a sound of breakfast shop opening under the window. He was suddenly agitated, then he hit the wall with a heavy blow. I stunned and hugged him tightly. Dream, from that moment on, came to an abrupt end. Asked about him, he said to me sideways, sorry, I had a nightmare. He never does this. He won’t be affected by nightmares. I know. He seldom said sorry to me in his memory. Even if we were unhappy, he would coax me with all kinds of nifty words, but only remove those three words: Sorry. Over time, I felt that the words of sorry were very heavy to me, just like a big stone pressing my foot. I had to take a lot of effort to remove it, which hurt me and felt wronged. And the most wronged thing, I don’t know what happened to him? I don’t know whether what happened will be related to our feelings? I am fragile and sensitive, trying to spell everything out, but my thoughts always get into the dead hole. He said go to work, go back and talk about it. We have been together for a long time. I don’t even know how deep his role in my life and even in my life is. Our noisy days, our happy days, our saving days, and the days when we face our family’s opposition together… we think we can walk together, one day, we can go to Qinghai Lake and ride a bicycle, and then we will leave the Clear Lake and swear for life. Once I heard a radio station. The woman in the story felt that the other party did not love him. She thought for a long time and decided to divorce him. The man went to work after hearing the news. When he came back, he said to her that he had been promoted. From that day on, men spent more and more time with her. He told him that he didn’t love her, but he didn’t want her to work too hard. He wouldn’t let her cook the dishes he liked, the clothes he likes don’t let her buy… love hasn’t gone bad from beginning to end, but women love to bind themselves. After the balance between the need and the need is broken, women don’t have to compromise on that. I really want to be such a woman now, trembling, but it turned out to be a happy surprise. I only wish he was temporarily confused about life, but I only wish he was frightened by ordinary people like me, and I only wish him that everything was well, but he lacked some conditions that had not yet arrived. I only wish he would not think too much today, so that the sunshine of the world would wipe away some haze in his mind. And I can’t maintain sadness all the time. The freest thing in life is that everything can get better in the next second. I hope this is all I finally guessed. I only wish I had done the right thing. When he hung up the phone decisively for an unprecedented time, I cried, then wiped away the tears and went back and forth to his news. He said sorry, I said, I just want to know what happened. I’m worried about you. Let’s talk about it at home, OK! I tried my best to let him know that I was by his side, just like the tolerance and hug he gave me without his face when I played a bad temper against him before. Since when, I can no longer Mock. How powerful you are… He said that he also needs to care. Can we make a scene next time and be able to play for my role? The photos I washed on the Internet a few days ago were just sent today. I looked at them one by one. It took me a long time. From the beginning, his hair grew long and he said it was elegant, from the days when we met in a strange city for the first time separated from the two places, and from the days when we walked together and started to explain constantly, it turned out that several years had passed. His signature-like smile in the photo and all kinds of exaggerated expressions I wore the gifts he gave were so clear. The cinema we went to together, the park we went to together, the railway station we went to together, and the Meibang store we visited together… those photos that we said before should not be taken, which made the people next to us look at so shameful, now it is spread in my hand, which makes me feel uncomfortable and happy. I want to say that these photos are all words of time. We really love them for a long time… wipe away tears, raise your head, another sunny day. The white butterfly was wrapped by sunshine, and the light wings danced in a wisp of clean light. At this time, she had forgotten why she was sad…

Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…