A very special love

The Spring Festival ended in people’s busy joy and the sound of firecrackers one after another, and the village restored its former peace. However, from the sixth day of the lunar new year to the present, firecrackers kept ringing. It was not the happy dynamic of people celebrating the rest of the Spring Festival, but the people who went out to work every day in the village left their homes. According to the old habits, hanging firecrackers before going out can wash away bad luck and bring happiness. Working outside is popular, making a fortune smoothly and returning safely. Whether it works or not, the villagers still set off firecrackers to make a loud figure of psychological balance and hope and thought. Sometimes I think of the crackling sound of firecrackers in the middle of the night, and I always wake up in my dream. Look, there are also people who get on the bus and leave in the middle of the night. It’s really not easy. People living in the yellow land, how can each person live in a little bit of thin field! Which one doesn’t make money? This is fate! Who wants to live a life of separation? But the women, children and the old people here are used to the days of parting. If there is separation, they will get together. It doesn’t matter if they get together separately. My husband and I are still busy at home during the day. I still browse articles on the computer when he watches TV at night. We don’t interfere with each other, but sometimes I bully him: I am thirsty, pour a glass of water? No matter, do you still have some skills in playing computer? I’m watching TV, don’t talk! My husband pretended to be angry but poured me hot tea in his hand and gently put it on the table. My heart is warm but I don’t say it. In fact, I know that my husband’s care for me is better than his love for himself. No matter what I buy or what I do, he will not stop me and will always follow me. I have laughed in my heart more than once, because I am happy. I have the love and consideration that a woman can get. Although this kind of love is very mild and meager, without vigorous vows and promises, without gold and silver jewelry and golden clothing, I am very satisfied! Because many rich and powerful women don’t have what I have, and I have what many beautiful and beautiful women don’t get. I don’t have anything except status and assets. Happiness means everything to me is wealth! I don’t compare with each other and don’t expect much. The happiness I want is very simple, that is, when it gets cold, he gently tuck you quilt, that is, when he is thirsty, he personally pour you a cup of hot tea, it is to give you massage hammer when you are tired, that is, you sleep in the warm bed on nine cold days, but he cooks for you. When you get up, when you have breakfast together, love is very plain, love is very simple, love without desire is the happiest! I remember that my mobile phone suddenly cracked last summer. Although it was not good-looking, I could answer the phone, so I was not willing to change it. My husband worked in Xinjiang far away and always said that I would buy you a new mobile phone, right? Things in Xinjiang are not fake. I don’t need it! Besides, how can the smart phone match my dumb head? I told him angrily, don’t buy it, I don’t need to buy it. My husband listened to me and really didn’t buy it. Several months have passed since this incident, and I gradually forgot it. The year is over, and the sky is getting warmer. On this day, I washed my husband’s clothes and suddenly dug out 700 yuan in his pocket, which surprised me for a long time. My husband and I always had a tacit understanding. He gave me the money every time he went out and came back over the years, which was always what I wanted with money, and I never had the habit of turning over his pocket, what happened this time? Can such honest and honest people steal private money? Will you also play tricks on my back? I’m not angry, but I think it’s funny, but I pretend to be angry: Tell me, what’s the matter with this money? Hum! I’m distracted. I won’t live with you. I want a divorce! My husband smiled with a red face: How much did we hide money? Which time is not handed in? To tell you, I want to buy you a new mobile phone. I am afraid that I will give you all the money when I go home. You are not willing to buy it. I know that you will be careful in your life and think about your children, so I stole the money and left it a little. Don’t you want to buy it for you in the past few days? Look at your stingy look, Hey Hey at this moment, my heart is so warm, warm tears flow down quietly. It turned out that his love was so deep in his heart that it moistened every nerve and every thought of me like a trickle of streams. I was moved by his silent love. Couples of more than 20 years really know what it means to help each other and cherish each other. His love has no motivation and no lies. What else am I not satisfied? I am really happy! This winter is very cold, but I don’t feel cold. The courtyard is very large and a little empty, and the only people who come and go are my husband and I. Every morning, my husband cooked a good meal before I got up, every day. In fact, I woke up very early in the morning, but I didn’t want to get up. I like the taste of my husband’s care. I like to lie in bed in the morning and turn over a few pages of books, or play mobile games until he calls me: cook lunch, get up. Only then did I get up lazily, even he made a good job for me. At that moment every day, my happiness is full of heart, sweet and beautiful! In fact, happiness is made! He goes out to work every year and stays at home for more than two months at most, so we cherish every day together. For more than 20 years of marriage, we have never had a fight or turned over. Even in those difficult and difficult years, we love each other, warm and considerate, we have never said dirty words to scold the old scolding the small wrestling bowl, so our days have also aroused the envy and jealousy of many neighbors. My husband has no culture and no sweet words. He is very humble but honest and has a very good heart. The villagers have good neighborhood relations. Although he cannot speak well, he is enthusiastic, as long as others ask him for help, there is no refusal. Sometimes I also complain: if you help others to do something alive or dead, you will not wear it and steal some leisure time if you are tired and sweating? My computer and TV are both in the East Wing Room. My husband doesn’t like playing computer or surfing the Internet, but TV is his exclusive. He watches TV every night and I surf the Internet. We have a rest together at 9 o’clock. Every time he turns the sound of the TV very small, neither of us will interfere with anyone. I remember once he turned on the computer to watch science fiction movies and was in the mood. I secretly unplugged the power on the side. He didn’t know it yet. He suddenly stopped watching it. He was stunned and thought the computer was broken, hurry up and ask me what’s going on? I laughed so hard that I turned back and forth. In fact, there was no electricity, but I didn’t say it. I just said: Look, look, see the computer is broken, right? Watching movies is the most useless computer. You see, I have never watched it on the computer, and you will not look at it in the future! He said: OK, then you can fix the computer. I plugged in the power supply and lied to him: OK, do you still see it? He said: If you don’t watch it, it’s still TV. I have been snigger about this for a long time. Later, he knew that he said I didn’t have a good mind and smiled. He didn’t like surfing the internet but liked the space I wrote. He always said with a little pride: My wife can do it! Ha ha, this is my life and happiness. Although we don’t have the years of burning passion, we have the tacit understanding that poverty depends on life and death; Although we don’t have luxury cars and buildings, but we have contentment and happiness together! The day is very simple, we walk together. Happiness is very single, we have it! Yan is coming, grass green, missing is standing beside. It won’t be long before he goes away again. He is going out to work as fast as others. He hides his love and miss in the devotion of love miles, no complaints, no distractions, A simple heart is dedicated to my family. I cherish every day I live with him, and I will make every day a warm love, let the warm sunshine travel around every corner of the house! Besides, I will also put up the whip and light two rings on the day he left, Ding, dong! Ding, dong! Let the years know what kind of love is priceless and what kind of love is shocking! The most rare love has experienced the baptism of wind and rain and years, and it is still true to stick to it all its life. This is the hand to grow old with it.

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Moon Ming Mid-Autumn Festival, chanjun Tianya

A piece of paper is darkstory, and you can’t complain about the red dust. Half a moonlight can’t carry the red dust. The years ran away in the footsteps, and the wind in late autumn blew down my eyes. A piece of love became a boat, and the boat with the moonlight still rippled was missing. In the middle and autumn night, I would like to live for a long time. The melody of a thousand miles of people is taken away by the wind and inserted into the world. The moon was like a tide, which cut through the silent night. The Moonlight spilled into Zhu Ge through car window shade. I looked out of the window. In the pouring moonlight, I was a wisp of confusion and melancholy, in all the moonlight, my mind is like a swimming fish in the shallow bottom, and there is no place to hide. Turn around, sit quietly before the case, pour a cup of green tea, and the faint thoughts merge into a clear flow, flowing in the heart. In the middle of the moon and the autumn night, at the end of the world, I took a wisp of breeze and sat quietly at the end of my pen to send a song. Life is a journey. I will always meet many people on the way. Life is a meeting. I will always meet a person who knows your joy and worries in the sky of fate. And my journey, I don’t know when, there is one more you, walking with me, standing in the same posture with me. In time, we are all guests, gathering and scattering, and following the fate. Therefore, when meeting you at this intersection, we don’t ask for cause and effect, but only want to taste every happy moment with you, laugh with you to see the love, hate, love and hatred in the world, watch the flowers bloom and fall with you, and keep one side of the pure land in time. The end of the world, in the night sky, the bottom of the bright moon and the Qing Dynasty, thinking of you at the end of the world, my rustling nib wrote at night: many predestined people always meet each other, we meet in a word, know each other, but do not seek to meet each other. Through the moonlight, I read the thoughts like water. With your days, even things become so soft, and the corners of my mouth will rise from time to time. I have heard such a saying: all the encounters in the world are reunion after a long separation. If this is true, then, have we known each other in the past life, known each other, and met in this life just for the reunion of the past life? I don’t care about the past life. I only know that it is a gift from heaven to meet you in the deepest red dust in this life. When I first met you, I just talked with you as a passer-by, but I couldn’t see any warmth in the light words. I approached your words gently and read them carefully. The wonderful sentences revealed endless loneliness. Behind the loneliness was a sad heart. I knew you were bitter, but there was no words left, just walk out of your words with a little pity. In time, some things are getting closer and closer, and some things are getting farther and farther. After thousands of sails are over, the distance between us is getting closer and closer. I once fell in love with the moon, hid the deepest attachment into the moonlight, and also injected the most bitter memory into the nib. This night, I am no longer sad, thinking of you, is full of happiness, the Starlight, the little twinkle was joy. My missing found my place and danced in the wind. Red Dust has a dream, but it has gone away. Red Dust has love, but it has a thin body of memory. Red Dust has a fate, but it has a lonely journey. Those stories falling in the years, or happiness or worry, in a flash, once became the end of the world and once became strangers side by side. You have built a city in your heart, writing lovesickness for only one person, planting a tree in the courtyard and blooming for only one person. How much helplessness and sadness do you have in your persistent waiting room? Only in such a night, with a long melody, I can read you slowly, write you, that year the month, you make a red dust for a person, but in the end it becomes a person’s heart. On that year the month, you waited for three years for an agreement, but in the end, it became far away. That year the month, you wander in the empty city, just for the persistence that has not been exhausted. In the night when the moon is as white as practice, knock down a few pieces of scattered words and write a futile article for you, just for this meeting. Under the half-open window, looking at the moon and reading you at the end of the world, I know that the blooming words are not only known for that. I once asked you if she would return to your city again, if you were the same as before, you said with a smile that life was not so much if. Yes, you have been waiting for the lintel of time for too long. You have suffered too much loneliness and bitterness alone. Even if you have walked out of that memory, you should be free and easy. I also asked you if you still miss the person who has not returned. You said frankly that if she is well, it has nothing to do with me. If she is not good, what should she do with me? I smiled lightly, knowing that your heart is bitter, knowing that you thought, but it is not broken. If life can be so free and easy, why not a Lay’s? We are all swimming fish stranded in time. We once struggled in time and lingered in memory. This meeting is not a new journey. Therefore, we will not mention the past. There is a kind of meeting, called falling in love at first sight, there is a kind of agreement, called the end of the world, there is a kind of Cherish, called the love of each other, there is a kind of care, called Coast to Coast, there is a kind of wish, called forget nothing. We did not fall in love at first sight, nor did we have the agreement of the end of the world, nor did we hold our hands, nor did we expect to grow old with our son. Some of us just forgot nothing in the depths of the red dust and talked about the red dust, I don’t know how deep the sea is, how high the sky is, and how far it is forever. I only know how long I depend on you and how true my blessing is to you, how much do you cherish this meeting. You didn’t say that you would like to have a heart and a white-headed oath. I didn’t make a promise to meet the world of mortals and not to complain about your departure. You only said that if there are three thousand water, you want to do it, yi Yi xin tian, I only say the love of the King, knowing the response of the heart. In the red dust, there is you, a loneliness is missing, and a joy is added. In the years, there is you, a persistence is missing, and a care is added. In the time, there is you, one time is missing and one more time is blooming. I first met in a plain day, met in a clear flow of words, and knew each other in the hot summer. This autumn, I wrote words in a shallow way, letting the moon take my words, those unknown stories. I want to tell you gently that if you are well, I will feel at ease. If you are not well, I will be worried about everything. I want to tell you gently that if you are beside me, I want to make a cup of green tea for you when you are tired and warm your lonely back. I want to tell you gently that I will use all kinds of tenderness to understand your tight eyebrows and wipe away the loneliness in your heart for you. You say there is no if in life, but this night, I hope there is if. If I can, I would like to join hands with you to dance the red dust together. If I can, I would like to change your smile with my own care. If I can, I would like to use a piece of paper to lovesickness, the wind and smoke that cut through time. I know a lot of things are not hard to pass, but can’t go back. Therefore, I cherish this moment a hundred times, look at you far across the shore, and write the deepest thoughts into words at the end of the world. Time is a river, the left bank is a memory, the right bank is warm, memories are lingering, the warmth continues, you know, since you, the cold in my heart begins to wither, the warm sunshine hid in the heart quietly. Jun knows that since you were born, the obsession in his bones began to shake, shaking the concubine who had lived in his heart for a long time. Jun knows that since you were born, the loneliness in the soul is not at work. I am grateful for this meeting and for meeting such a unique you at this intersection. I never remember what you said, but you remember so clearly, I never pay attention to your mood, just like I don’t pay attention to the cold and warm weather, but you can always know my mood, I never know the pain in your heart, and you, always use laughter to bring your own chopsticks together, leaving no trace. You once said that you are a clown. How can you be worthy of the audience if you don’t enter the play? I just smiled, but I didn’t understand the nonsense and suffering behind that sentence. I don’t understand too much, you have too much tolerance, I don’t know too much, you have too much care, at this moment, I find that I have too much attachment. Writing red dust, I know a lot of feelings are pale and weak, walking red dust, I am used to seeing the joys and sorrows, I know there are too many disappointments in the world. Therefore, when I met in this life, I became a red face. I didn’t ask to look at Yunshu with me quietly. I didn’t ask for the same journey of the wind and rain, nor enjoyed the red sunset together, let alone for a long time. I only said that I knew each other, stayed together and cherished each other, it doesn’t hurt me, okay? Remember you said you haven’t seen the moon for a long time. Tonight is a full moon night. Is there the same full moon in the end of the world and the night sky? It is the Mid-Autumn Festival and the time of reunion. With your character, you will always feel sad. Please remember, don’t be sad. There will always be people who cherish the wandering heart, many tourists spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with you in some corner of the world, so you are not alone. You should also remember that trees are green and flowers are red. Life is still beautiful. Eating a moon cake will still make your heart sweet. You know, tonight, I take memory as the tree, miss as the moon, and read your horizon. Author QQ:1822905692

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…

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You are a passer in my life.

Under homosky, we breathed the same air, but it was two different worlds. Even if we were close, we couldn’t hug each other. It seemed that there was a wall between us forever. The Wall was transparent and strong, if you can’t walk in, I can’t cross over. I can only look at you silently, happy with my happiness and sad with my sadness. Maybe this is the so-called fate! God has already arranged that you can only be a passer in my life.

Whether life is long or short, we will always meet a lot of people and miss a lot of people. We don’t cherish what we should cherish, what is worth loving also disappeared in the pursuit of years, which is the regret in life. Meeting you is my choice without regret in my life. It will not last forever. Even the so-called possession has been omitted, but you are still a beautiful scenery in my life. Even if I can’t catch up with your pace and hand in hand with you side by side, you are still the driving force and the direction of my progress.

We met on a sunny afternoon, you read books on the lawn of the campus with relish. When I approached you, you suddenly cried with your belly covered, I asked if you had a stomachache? You, um, and then I sent you to school doctor room, so we met. You can never forget your charming face. Beautiful and energetic eyes look like shiny dark jade, and two dimples are hung on the white face. The smile is so charming, and the mouth is always so cute.

Fate is a very magical thing. There are too many people who have fate in the world, but there are few people who have a share. People who have been fooled by fate are still not sober, and they seem willing to be injured or not. Maybe we have already been accustomed to the harm of fate to us? You and I were pulled together by fate in this way, and we actually entered the same society. I am really lucky to work with you. I always feel extremely happy with you. I always act so positive, hoping to get your approval, and I hope you can take a look at me. However, no matter how hard the I am is, it is taken for granted in your eyes. You have always been indifferent to me.

The sunshine in June is always so bright, just like your bright smile. I know you are not so strong at all. You can’t handle many things. When you encounter difficulties, you always rush around, but you were born into a noble, and you have suffered less than others, no wonder. I know I can’t compare with you. Life is not as rich as you. I come from the countryside and have poor family conditions. I know better that I don’t deserve you. I will never be your white horse.

But how many people in this world know how to give up? Or don’t want to give up at all. Even if some results are obvious, some people still believe that there will be miracles, right? I don’t want to give up. Even if I die in battle, I will die.

I said to you that day, I like you for a long time. I have been watching you silently all the time. I want to share your sorrow and don’t want to see you alone, could you please give me a chance to be your boyfriend? You cried and said, sorry, I don’t like you, please forgive me. As soon as you turn around, the whole world only leaves me alone, helpless. Even if such a result was expected, tears could not help flowing out.

In the dark night, the wind is blowing and it is chilly. The campus wandering alone occasionally has leaves falling down. The leaves are like drops of blood in my heart, every drop can hurt my heart. Life is like a journey. It always encounters rainy weather. No matter how long the rainy weather lasts, there will always be sunshine after the wind and rain, and everything will pass.

You are a barrier in my life, but there is no barrier that cannot be passed, but the state will be different. Some people can pass intact, while others are scarred, but no matter what kind of state, it is also passed. When I saw you with your boyfriend that day, I felt a sharp pain in my heart, but what could I do? Whether I was sad or sad, in short, I couldn’t give you a blessing in my heart, but I still hope you can have a happy life every day.

You can only be a passer-by in my life and will never stay, just like two intersecting lines, which are destined to go further and further after the intersection. 2014/2/19

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…

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The time when the autumn wind blows

Walking quietly on the gray East Street, this is an old street with few passers-by. There is a small river beside the East Street, walking gently along the Gray Street, following the river, yue Feng came to the sky that year, the familiar and strange place. Yue Feng’s father was a businessman. She was on the way to profit all year round. Her mother helped workers in a factory. Compared with the children in the same village, the conditions at home were rich. However, Yue Feng, but sleeping in a period of time that I can never erase. The autumn wind blew and the chill burst. A man walked along the path in the suburbs and along the Sunset Glow, one mountain after another.. Under the sunset, the sky’s red glow lit up the dark gray grass beside the path. Yue Feng didn’t go home, but came to this place full of autumn grass. Yue Feng lay on the shallow grass. Although the grass had already died, its body was really so warm. The night is coming quietly, and the autumn night is terrible. For people like Yue Feng, the autumn night seems to be a fairy tale. Yue Feng looked at the silent night sky, tears falling down his face drop by drop Xia Mo was a girl, a kind and quiet girl. Smelling the fragrance of books, along the green and gray Street, Xia Mo met him, a weak and amiable man. There is a kind of love called love at first sight, and for summer foam, this kind of love is called autumn. The autumn wind blew gently over the tip. Yue Feng walked alone on the gray East Street, passing by the silver birch tree. A girl came across the street. She was as quiet as the wind, gentle as water, holding the book “Remembrance of Things Past” in her hand. When the girl saw Yue Feng, she smiled wanran. When she passed by, Yue Feng’s heart suddenly jumped very fast. Smelling the faint fragrance of books, Yue Feng came to the bookstore in the town after stepping across the green and gray streets. However, the book “Remembrance of Things Past” was gone. A week later, Yue Feng came to the bookstore in the town again. This time he finally found his favorite book. Yue Feng didn’t like reading foreign novels, but this book was an exception. When he came home, Yue Feng’s home was very quiet. When he opened the book, the book seemed to be his best confidant. Suddenly, Yue Feng was a little surprised. On the third page of the book, there was a beautiful card with such a sentence written on the front. My dream blossomed under the Silver Birch of that autumn. On the other side, there are only two words Xia Mo. Yue Feng took this beautiful card and suddenly felt a little more warm in her heart. In this way, Yue Feng was intoxicated with the fragrance of books. The moon was already round, and people were difficult to get together. He met 15 again, while his father was far away from home. Before my mother came back from work, Yue Feng took some money to the small shops on the street. The shops were not big, but moon cakes were abundant during the 15th festival. Xia Mo, hurry up and help. Someone bought moon cakes. When Xia Mo saw Yue Feng, a feeling of deja vu surrounded her heart. But Yue Feng remembered that this was the girl she met under silver birch that day. Xia Mo said to Yue Feng, which one do you want? Yue Feng said a little nervous, I don’t want too much, 3 osmanthus, 2 rock sugar and bean paste. Yue Feng took the moon cake, said thank you and turned away. A few weeks later, Xia Mo and Yue Feng met in an English cram school. Xia Mo liked to talk to Yue Feng very much. Yue Feng had a good foreign language. He always helped Xia Mo to learn a foreign language, that’s all, yue Feng found that he gradually fell in love with summer foam. In this way, a few months have passed. Yue Feng left the cram school, where Xia Mo and Yue Feng disappeared in the crowd. However, Yue Feng remembered the shop, the girl. Another year passed and autumn came. Yue Feng walked quietly on the green and gray Street, passing by the silver birch tree, Yue Feng found that it was Xia Mo who was coming. Xia Mo saw Yue Feng and felt very happy, while Yue Feng was even more happy. Yue Feng and Xia Mo walked along the silent river and walked through the mountains one after another. They came to the grass, which was blown by the autumn wind and the grass shining under the sunset. Xia Mo and Yue Feng embraced together, facing the quiet beauty of the sunset. Xia Mo and Yue Feng made the most beautiful wish. A few months later, Yue Feng’s mother found that Yue Feng and Xia Mo were in love. Yue Feng’s mother had seen Xia Mo, but she opposed Yue Feng’s association with Xia Mo. Yue Feng certainly refused, so Yue Feng’s mother met Xia Mo privately. She strongly opposed Xia Mo’s association with Yue Feng and said something very unpleasant. Xia Mo left crying, since then, I have never come to Yue Feng. Yue Feng could no longer contact Xia Mo, and Xia Mo never found Yue Feng again. Another autumn came, Yue Feng passed by the shop again, but he still didn’t see Xia Mo. The autumn wind gently blew through the tip. Under Silver Birch, Yue Feng took the book “recalling the flowing years” and stepped on the green and gray path, wandering under the fallen leaves alone. Finally, under Silver Birch, they met again. Xia Mo cried and said to Yue Feng, I really love you, really, if I can’t be with you, I won’t marry for life. Yue Feng held Xia Mo tightly, and his thoughts for a year were like autumn wind, blowing through the tip, like fallen leaves, and crying. Xia Mo pushed Yue Feng away. She said to Yue Feng that if I would see you again in the future, I hope it would be in the auditorium full of flowers. Xia Mo left Yue Feng. Yue Feng looked at Xia Mo’s far back and strengthened her faith again. Autumn passed away, one year, one year, one day, one day. Three years later, Yue Feng found his own career, but when he passed by the silver birch again, the small shop could no longer see Xia Mo. On the day Xia Mo left, Xia Mo said goodbye to this autumn. In this world, Xia Mo was beside the familiar road. In order to save a child, he never came back. Yue Feng finally understood that the person who was brave in that year was Xia Mo, not a foreign student in her mother’s mouth. A few years later, he graduated from college, but Xia Mo was always silent in that silver birch tree, one year, one year, one day, one day. Yue Feng’s heart has long been dim. He walked quietly on the green and gray path, passing by the silver birch tree, disappearing along the quiet river in the period when the autumn wind blows. Flower Blossom literature club flower group: Hua Xiaoluo QQ543679624

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…

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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…

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…

心有向暖,筑爱成巢

一 我对外界应接不暇的变化时常呈现一种毫无意义的抵抗姿态,生活似乎并不对我产生怜惜之情,依然按自己的节奏行进,这让我感到无奈。 街上,车辆和行人,继续像早上一样喧嚣沸腾,滚滚向前。嘈杂和凌乱,如同跌落羽翼的蝴蝶,在城市狭长拥堵的街道,徒然挣扎,直到溃败,归于沉沦。 有人说,最好的爱情是在他的世界里沉沦与堕 落,就像赵四小姐的爱情沉沦在张学良将军的生命里,就像杨过的爱情沉沦在小龙女绝世的清纯善美里。经过那么久的日月了,你有没有一点点,沉沦或堕落于我的温情暖意里?于我,并不希望你为我的喜好而让自己受到委屈。但心底里还是愿意接受你主动向着我的方向靠拢。只要你愿意,我自是欢喜。同样的,你也不会希望,我为你自由奔走式的生活方式而彻底放弃自己。我们两个,一直以来,就是这样以天空和大地的形式,相望和相守。存在和需要。呵呵,我们是天地合美喽。 蓝天和大地的爱情何等壮美凄绝!两个相爱的人遥遥相对,永无相聚的时刻,他们的爱情是人世间最美的画卷。所以,有人说 天长地久 。谁能说,不相聚便不相知,不想见便不相惜?蓝天和大地的爱情,春有微风低语,夏有骤雨倾唱,秋来百花传情,冬有飘雪舞蹈,这些都是他们爱情最华美的乐章,只是,很多人不懂而已,他们习惯于一切具体的伸手可触的真实。 就像那天,同学聚会,大家为我不平,骂你太狠心肠!我笑笑替你解释。他们不懂,咱不怪人家。 昨晚,你打来电话,述说正在从西藏飞往广西南宁的中转站 重庆,等待转机。我感到惊讶,短短几天,西藏的气候还没适应过来,又回广西干嘛?你说,这次行程来去总共只有三天时间,在重庆转机时,你利用空隙去两路公园拍了几张照片,发给我看看。听你这样说,我良久无语。 那里你还记得! 很多年以前,我曾去过,那时你没时间陪我,我一个人在陌生的城市,行走在山清水秀的两路公园里等你,等你,一等就是一整天,公园里每一条小路,每一座小桥,每一丛花草都留下了我的足迹。我不敢到别的什么地方去,因为全无方向感,害怕迷路给你添麻烦,而那时候,我还是你,都不能安心打的代步。这么多年,你还记得件事。觉得有所欠缺么?那是我今生第一次一个人出远门,从北京到重庆几千里的路程,坐了火车的硬座,一路奔你而去,见到你的时候,整个人都散了架子,而你却没时间陪我,哪怕一个上午也好。我在公园里独自走了四天的时间,又独自回家。决定和你在一起以后,而我,好像一直没来得及真的和你计较。 时常会问,在我们之间到底有没有爱情?你爱我多一点,还是我爱你多一点?这样的问题,你从不明确回答,只说,我们两个是在合适的时间遇到的最适合在一起的人。我说,总是我利用假期去看望你,那么,是我爱的多一点。我这样说,你却不肯承认,说自己要是有假期也会和我一样,有晚上的交通工具决不等到天亮。那好,就算你爱得多一点吧,我不和你计较。 也真是。换做我,像这三天紧张的行程,会抓紧每一刻时间躺在宾馆舒适的房间休息,绝不会跑去公园拍什么照片,只为发给我看看,那个曾经让我像只流浪猫一样到处溜达的公园如今是个什么样子?这样的傻事只有你才会去做。我说,你傻。你一直以为我是开玩笑呢,原来是真的傻。傻不傻呀?我说。眼睛里却腾起一层潮湿。原来,你无论走到哪里,我依然在你心里呢。我又自作多情的感动了。 照片发过来了。好像,那里的小桥显得瘦了;好像,那条小路越发深了;好像,那座山顶显得肥了;好像,那棵桂花树显得壮了。 我把照片一一存起来,收在空间私人相册里,一个哪怕走到天涯海角都能被你看到的角落。只要我愿意,你随时可以进来。我的空间永远是你思乡时最近的家园。 二 我说自己是猫性的女子,深爱自己的一个人。冷了,乏了,累了,便执意要寻一个温暖地方儿。像极了小时候,奶奶养过得那只老猫,整个冬天做追逐阳光的孩子,从窗台到炕头再到鸡窝顶上,只要阳光懒照的地方都有她的身影。 昨天,家里的暖气炉子坏了,不能再修,换新的要再等几天,店主说,要专程从广东运过来。屋子里没暖气,一个人舍不得开空调取暖,所以,好像屋子里比外边还要阴冷一些。这个周末儿子没回家,周五的晚上打来电话,说周末学校里组织学生集体去北大感受名校氛围。电话里儿子语气少有的淡漠,漫不经心的说起,自己这次考试得了一等奖,学校奖了一支很漂亮的钢笔,要留着给我用,下周就拿回来。呵呵。儿子在什么时候学会和你一样,就知道用这种让我心花怒放的小把戏哄我骄傲,各式各样的笔是我的最爱啊!我说,你送的那支我还没舍得用,他的就留着让他自己用。儿子遭受回绝似乎有点不情愿,笑说,别人的就收下,我送的嫌不好?我笑颜如蜜并不解释,好在电话里他也看不到我的喜形于色,被他看到一定觉得我太欠城府。儿子低低自语,说以后一定送一个比你那支好的给我。心中又是一阵窃喜,这孩子和你之间依然有微妙的关系呦。他是否在嫉妒你的那支金笔的分量,你的那支可是在山西太旧建设中三等功臣的奖品呢!其实,只要是你俩送的于我来说,都是珍宝。我窃喜,不单单是他离开我以后更加懂事,而是他小小年纪却懂得低调,含蓄,勤勉,质朴,得意时不张扬,低迷时不气馁。嗯,比较满意,是我所期望看到的。他是我们两个人的军功章呢。也是你今生最美丽的荣誉。他是你和我之间季节轮回里最美的和弦,他是你和我生命年轮里铭刻的春风骤雨和飘雪,他是今生今世我和你等待在遥远距离之外唯一的心灵驿站。为此,我每时每刻都愿意把他佩戴在生命最显赫的位置上。心里。眼里。笑容了。 现在我每天都关注小城天气变化了。近来将连续出现雾霾天气,天气预报提醒人们尽量减少外出活动。每天去上班都见到这样的情景:行人种种,无论天空是否阳光暖照,都对着自己采取重要防护措施,口罩、防毒面具频繁登场,遮掩的神秘令人感觉不安。这个有着几十万人口的小城,通往北京的高速路据说今年十月就要开通,听说首都机场要搬出来在附近修建,房价一夜之间从原来的四千多猛涨道六七千。街上行人车辆突然从地底下冒出来一样,多到稠密。去年秋后,政府下大力度扩建了城市主要交通干线,把绿化带拆除了,这样,整个城市里几乎看不到一棵树了。冬天还好,如果夏天一到,我们每天上班下班,路上一点绿色的阴凉也没有了,我们是否要变成烤红薯了?受城市变化影响,我将调整生活长远规划,暂且放下贷款购房打算,房价再怎么猛涨也将与我无关,我对缺少树木花草的城市充满抵触情绪。这样你也可以安心工作,不必为贷款买房而费心思了。 下午三点多钟,从家里走出来。走到街上时,对着天空看了看,太阳已经被错落有别的楼体挡在城市外边了。 太阳仿佛并不甘心,一心想要穿透厚重的遮挡,钻进城市腹地里来。按说城市也是阳光的家园,从什么时候,水泥丛林将她拒之门外?她再不能坦荡荡穿行在城市的每个角落。阳光是坚韧的行者,她似乎并不为此气馁,今天,她一改自己的秉性,执意做个怕羞的女孩儿,掩了半边颜面,只露一块窄窄的额头和眉眼,在墙角,在极高的天上,依然笑颜如花。一朵含蓄的吝啬绽放的花。 我先是站在院子里,仰着头,对着天幕收拢了一下目光,然后,才放目远方。天幕上灰暗的像抹了一层蜡染,又像写意画的底色,晕染了整张纸面。天空,一轮月亮半圆,像被打磨的几近透明的玉片,若隐若现的挂在天上。月亮和太阳在这样的季节里,是宇宙门前两盏遥遥相对的灯笼,一个灿烂温暖,一个冰清玉洁。天空因为有了她们的守护变得生动妩媚。如果是艳阳高照不会出现这样的景色吧? 我正翘首观望,老天念我,似心生怜惜,远处丝丝缕缕的云被风扯得越来越薄,只是一瞬便变得明亮起来。云如飞絮,淡蓝的底子越发显得干净。这正合我的心意,在这冬末春初春寒意未消的午后,一心想到外面的暖阳里去沐浴。 胃里还是肚子的什么地方,纠缠着无法言说的内乱。有病,从来都是舍到最后的时刻,如同:等待果子熟透,就让它挂在枝上,越是红的鲜艳,越是醒目。你说过,这样的想法是不好的,就像养虎为患。我说,最好是能病给你看,在你回来的时候。我的阴谋也是为了多一点关爱自己。 在一个街道的拐角,有大片的阳光,从敞开的高空跌落下来,没来得及完全稳妥飘落,便被楼角撕扯成碎片。一些洒楼房的阳台上,一些挂在楼顶,还有些细碎如絮的斑驳光影撒到地面上,几位老太拿着手里的马扎向这片光影的世界寻来。她们时而抬头望天,时而又瞅瞅脚下,终于各自捡了一片温暖披在身上,坐下去时,脸上有着满足的笑容,缓缓地舒展了无尽的话题。我不能和她们去争抢这一点的阳光,转身向城外走去。 城的最西边,有偌大的一个菜市场。小城里最开阔离家最近的一片地方。走到的时候,却也是四处高楼耸立迫使阳光不能顺畅抵达了,地面冰冷阴暗寒凉,太阳明亮的光焰只在远处的屋顶上跳跃,一片诱惑的光明只能遥遥祈望了。 不远处,又一片新开盘的小区正在筹建,吊车沉重的轰鸣,电锯尖锐的嘶叫,夹裹着烟尘的气息如隔世幽魂,诡异,隐晦。无处躲藏。 极目远眺,楼房与楼房的缝隙里,几点零星的树影,挣扎、生动、瑟缩、萎靡。一派唯恐性命攸关的模样儿。它们是我心底不尽的忧伤。这样的情绪从春天树木发芽,到冬日叶落枝寒,伴随着城里楼房的高度与日俱增起来,从未停止过。。 城市终于以一种坚硬挺拔的气势矗立在我们的生活当中,乡村渐行渐远。 现在,我只能通过不停的行走才能寻找到一片温暖的阳光。 三 我想要带着你私奔,在一个叫做 不知道 什么时候的时候 。 我是在走向野外的路上产生这个想法的,因为心底里欢快地唱起这句歌词,估计是我自己写的。突然就有了这样的想法。紧接着,嘴角立刻上扬,轻轻浮现一丝不易被人察觉的微笑。我被这念头鼓舞着蠢蠢欲动手舞足蹈,并加快脚步。只是,眼下实在有点冷,我需要阳光的温暖和照射。 工作之余,会特别强烈的想和一个小孩玩耍,他带给我的快乐无与伦比。比如,现在,一个人走在去野外的路上,去寻找阳光的时候。可是,他不愿这个时候出来陪我。他身体还有点娇弱,我也不想他吹了冷风感冒。 很多时候,一些事你就不能过多去想,一想成真啊! 尽管方式不是你想象中的那么美好。这不,在经过一个下午寻找阳光的行走之后,我又一次为他的到来提供了机会。好像我并没有期待以这样一种方式见到他,但还是对他的到来表现出满心的欢喜。 晚上回来,似乎也没有吃任何危险性的东西,或许,只是因为整个下午寻阳光不见,吹了一肚子冷风的缘故,第二天,早上起床到中午,几个小时的时间都在重复一件事,不间断的 跑去厕所。一趟紧连着一趟。嘴里的的白开水还来不及滋润喉舌,下边已经有了便感。仿佛,胃和肛门之间从来没有一根细长的通道。 有些担心,怕自己不能独立完成从家到医院的行走。电话来弟弟帮忙。如此情形他颇感意外恐慌,竟说,打120吧。他这样说怕是乱了方寸。他是四个轮子的汽车跑来的。 他是在任何时候都能笑的出来的人,这时的担忧却写在脸上。还好,他想到了大姐 我的一个朋友,并自作主张打通了电话。有大姐在,弟弟心里开始轻松活泛,幽默风趣笑话不断,我只得抱紧肚子,并严重声明:不许再让我笑了,会大小便失禁的!他们两个带我去医院急诊,医生开了长长的药方。 冰冷的液体顺着血管流进胳膊里,从中午一直到晚上。五瓶液体源源不断的注入血管,冰冷彻骨,心底发寒。却想:那些并不怎么宽敞的管道,一下子流入这么多液体,会不会像洪水泛滥成灾,冲毁我的堤岸,而我要溃不成军!?把想法说给大姐听,大姐淡然而笑。 弟弟忙着赶去公司,电话叫来小侄子和他的妈妈。小侄子不到两周,还睡着,不知是半路上睡着了,还是他妈妈把他的梦乡直接转移过来。心里愧疚羞惭,很不过意。大姐自责:说是自己疏忽,忘了告诉弟弟,她已经跟单位请假了,可以在家关照我。 阔阔妈妈找来暖宝充电后压在输液器的管子上。身心渐渐回暖。 很多年了,病着,有人在身边还是第一次。 面容素淡,不露声色。 阔阔是我给小侄起的名字。只有我一个人叫。 我希望他的一生行走于天地之间,天做窗,地为床,山川树林做围墙,心胸坦荡,沐浴阳光。 每次,我喊:阔 阔 ,他便一脸害羞,满屋子转来转去找,看他的样子我很开心。 他们全家叫他永昕,(永鑫)我从没问过是哪两个字,我对我不感兴趣的事不会深究。弟弟说,花钱起来的。我却还是觉得我起的名字好一些,于是,他们叫他们的,我就叫我的。 阔阔跑来跑去跟着帮忙,一刻也不消停。终于发现喷花的水壶也可以对着人喷,便欢天喜地的拿来喷大姐,喷妈妈。大姐躲起来,对着他关上阳台的门。他获得胜利的喜悦。他的妈妈一边躲闪,一边叮嘱他:去喷花。阔阔很听妈妈的话,跑去喷花。一颗高大的绿萝,我自己用了三年的时间养了起来,已经高达屋顶。也许,他觉得喷花一点也不好玩,花一点反应也没有,干脆跑来喷我。我安静地躺在床上,一点动静也没发出来,可是,他发现了我,并且认定我不做反抗。他对着我的脸猛喷,我只好用被子蒙了头,他开心激动哈哈大笑。地板上到处都是水渍的时候,他终于尽兴的摔了一跤。他的妈妈帮他狠狠的教训地面。眼泪还挂在脸上,便雨过天晴了。 大姐被他从阳台上拽出来时,又发现了更有趣的武器 晾衣服的杆子。于是,拿在手里对着大姐一通挥舞,大姐这次不再躲避,拿出输液的工具要给他打针,他吓坏了。转过来讨好大姐,对着床上我藏在被子底下的双腿胡乱敲打,我把腿缩上来,他只几下就把晾衣架子的脑袋打掉了一边。我见了,恐吓说,一定要他爸爸赔偿。他想一想,歪着脑袋一字一顿说, 我 修。 于是,蹲在地板上,用力把掉下来的枝杈安回去。大姐拿了一条胶布给他,缠了半天,手一挪开,便又掉了下来。大姐说,这下非得叫你爸爸陪姑姑一个新的。 他不服气,站起来,很用力地大声说, 长大 修。 他妈妈急忙过来帮他,笑呵呵说,听到了吧,我们长大了再修。我被他折磨得笑到强忍。两周零三个月的小古怪,这样多的诡计。 天气预报说,今天依然继续雾霾天气,连续阴转多云,气温将继续下降,提醒大家外出加衣御寒,预防感冒。 输了三天液,我的身体回复如初,小侄子和他妈妈还有大姐每天都过来陪我,屋子里人多,开一会儿空调,一点也不冷了。 病彻底好了,才打电话给你,不是把病情讲述给你听,希望你分享阔阔这小东西带给我的快乐,我尽力搜寻语言躲闪开输液的事,还是被你听了出来,从我依然虚弱的声音里。你显然有点恼怒了,质问我:大冷的天气干嘛要去野外?我呵呵笑着解释道:春天不是快到了吗?老燕很勤劳,捡枝衔叶好筑巢呀。 呵呵,你懂得。 赞 (散文编辑:江南风) 凤凰山春游

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林家巷 一次,我路过宜宾,因为转乘飞机需要在宜宾呆近5个小时,由于对这座城市不熟悉…

林家巷

林家巷 一次,我路过宜宾,因为转乘飞机需要在宜宾呆近5个小时,由于对这座城市不熟悉…

夏夜的迷茫

受不了暑热的我,来到渭水河道散步纳凉。咸阳湖美丽的南岸公园和自然的河道里,纳凉的…

爱情情故事

爱人去世,相爱的人…

Lose to Love 5

So, Mrs. Xu, are you here to rob and plunder money? Look at this posture. It’s like a black boss! Still a woman! Yamei looked at her face completely different from what she used to look like before and spent a lot of smoky makeup. It was really charming and charming. You all go out to relax. I have something to talk to Mr. broken. Yu Jing looked at ya Mei and said. After a group of bodyguards went out, she looked at Miss ya Mei Ya Mei. Aren’t you going out? Why did I go out? This is my home. Yamei looked at her straight. Then I have to send you out. Somebody! Get this woman out of here! When the voice fell, bodyguards came in to Yamei. Stop! I stood up and protected Yamei behind me. Yo, has the Spoony fool also begun to protect people who are irrelevant to him? I don’t want to weigh how many catties I really want to protect people. You are still far away. Yu Yu sat quietly on the table and looked at the charming smile of the broken girl. You go out first. He turned to Yamei and said. Brother key, as soon as I was about to speak, I was kissed by the broken mouse. It was not only ya Mei who was shocked that even Yu Jing was stunned behind them, tears spinning in her eyes. One day you will see that the kiss of the person who loved you to die belongs to another person because you don’t cherish it. At the moment, a trace of regret flashed in Yu Jing’s eyes, but it soon returned to the waves. Have you finished kissing? Get out quickly. Yu Jing looked at him with mocking eyes. When Yamei passed by her, she suddenly stretched out her hand and printed on her face. Get out quickly. When he said this sentence, Yamei smiled twice and walked out. It turns out that the undefeated love in your heart only belongs to her, not to others. It is impossible and cannot belong to me. This is the biggest joke. Isn’t it? Will your heart twitch and ache when you hit her? Brother key? Yamei couldn’t turn back any more, and she didn’t want to turn back any more. What’s the matter? Why did you come to I am so voluntarily? Do you know about Kai? Why refuse? You can’t involve your failure in the mall with his appearance. It’s not smart. Yu Jing stood in front of him and looked at him from the corner of his mouth. Is it? Of course, you are Mrs. Xu! Asking for me for him would be more reasonable. Go ahead, what can I get? Why don’t you sleep with me for a month? Sit down on the sofa and look at the face completely changed. Don’t be so bad ~ of course, if you have a way to embarrass me, I will have a way to let Miss Yamei be a miss once. Think about it yourself. Your heart is I am. I only need a small piece. You can make an offer. As high as possible, I will satisfy you. Threaten me with someone I love? Don’t hesitate to threaten. If you don’t kneel down and beg me, I am won’t agree. Looking at the arrogant woman in front of him, he couldn’t help feeling funny. Don’t you care about her? You were very kind to me at the beginning. Yi Yu Jing is close to breaking. So you want to catch up with me! Dear, why didn’t you say so earlier? When he stood up and stretched out his hand, Yu Jing closed his eyes. She grabbed her hair and smashed it to the tea table. Blood flow is inevitable. It hurts, doesn’t it? Yu Jing, I really care about you and want you very much. However, now I have dispelled this year. Because you know what? You are willing to die for him. It seems that you and he are really married. The soul of the couple has already rotted together. Call 30 million to my account when I go back. The operation was performed as usual. Don’t worry, I’ll be there. When you go back, don’t say I hit you, just say you want to die and let me clean up. The broken chopsticks loosened his hand and went out. Madam, madam, are you okay? Call an ambulance! The bodyguard picked her up. Don’t call an ambulance. Call my personal doctor here. I am won’t let you go.

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…

There are beautiful people in the north, immortal and independent

There are beautiful people in the north and they are immortal and independent. The city of people, and then the country of people. I don’t know whether it is Qingcheng or drop-dead gorgeous. It is difficult for a beauty to get any more. Han Li Yannian’s song of beauty comes from this song of beauty. One jueshijiaren, she was not exposed to the red dust, extraordinary, but made countless ordinary people in the red dust fall for it. She looked back, and all the people in the city were fascinated by it. She looked back again that people all over the country fell for it. Don’t you know the consequences of turning the city into a country? However, once you miss the opportunity, you will never meet such a beautiful woman again. So, are you willing to pay for such a beautiful woman? This song, singing and sighing, produces endless temptation and helplessness to people. Beauty, loneliness, time will pass, beauty and confusion, even if drop-dead gorgeous reminds people that enjoyment should be timely. After reading countless beautiful women, Emperor Wu of Han sighed and said: Wonderful! Is there really such a beauty in the world? The sister of Emperor Wu of Han immediately recommended to him Princess Pingyang. This beautiful woman was Li Yannian’s sister. Emperor Wu of Han summoned Li Yannian’s sister. She was really smart and beautiful, and she could sing and dance well. So Emperor Wudi of Han Dynasty made her his wife and favored her. The story of Emperor Wu was described in detail in the Book of Han. Mrs. Li did not see Emperor Wu in her illness. It probably means that Mrs. Li was seriously ill. Emperor Wu came to visit him, and Mrs. Li didn’t see him covered with quilt. Emperor Wu offered gifts with thick things, and she didn’t want Emperor Wu to meet. Afterwards, I asked Mrs. Li why this was so? Mrs. Li said: I am seriously ill and gaunt. When the emperor saw that my appearance was not as beautiful as before, he would certainly dislike disgust. I didn’t see him in order to let him remember my beauty. After my death, I will add my brothers and people when I miss him! Indeed, after Mrs. Li’s death, Emperor Wu of Han buried her deeply, and added his brother Li Guangli as the general and xihaihou, while Li Yinian was the commander of the law. After Mrs. Li’s death, Emperor Wu of Han missed her very much and asked Fang Shi to attract her soul. Across the tent, Emperor Wu of Han faintly saw a graceful woman, like Mrs. Li, but she could not meet each other. So he missed more sorrow and wrote a poem: is it evil, not evil? Standing and looking at it, why Shanshan came late! Mrs. Li’s last words are really classic. If the husband is a person with color, he loves Chi with color fading, and loves Chi with grace. Yes, Emperor Wu of Han fell in love with Wei Zifu, the singer of Princess Pingyang family at first sight, because Queen Chen Ajiao was so jealous, so Emperor Wu abolished her throne and abandoned her in the long Gate Palace. Even if his mother-in-law and sister-in-law Princess Tao spent thousands of pounds of gold and bought a long-door Fu from Sima Xiangru, he did not change his mind. To keep a mistress in a luxurious house this beautiful fairy tale was broken by Wei Zifu in an instant with the passage of time. Wei Zifu’s brother-in-law specializes in pet, and for a time, Wei’s family was extremely proud of pet. Wei Zifu Gui is the Queen; Her son was appointed as the Prince by Emperor Wu from birth, and has always been favored by Emperor Wu; His younger brother Wei Qing and nephew Huo Dien was appointed as the Grand General, and under the neutrality of the Huns in Northern Expedition, he made great achievements in battle. However, Mrs. Li can see through men’s worries, and the color will surely love Chi. After a long time, Wei Zifu was old and frail. Emperor Wu of Han Dynasty neglected her and went to the new pet of Mrs. Li. Mrs. Li’s brothers were quickly sealed up. The wise Mrs. Li thought that Emperor Wu of Han would remember her kindness and miss her forever. As long as the Emperor missed her, he could keep the glory and wealth of his family forever. She was wrong. As time goes by, men will gradually forget her, not to mention her man is the emperor with beautiful women around her! Shortly after her death, her brother Li Guangli lost the North Expedition to Hun and was captured and surrendered. Another brother sat in the palace, and Li’s family was destroyed. Mrs. Li understood the psychology of a man, but she had not yet seen the essence of her man. There is no good end to being a woman of Emperor Wu in Han Dynasty. Chen Ajiao died in the long Gate Palace, which was a good ending; Wei Zifu was framed and committed suicide later. The new pet of Emperor Wu of Han Dynasty in his later years was Mrs. Wu. He set Mrs. Wu Ling, the son of Mrs. Wu, as the Prince, that is, the later Emperor Zhao of Han. However, Mrs. Wu Yi, who was only 24 years old, became his funeral. If the husband is a person with color, he loves Chi with color fading, and loves Chi with grace. Does the emperor have love? Did Emperor Wu of Han Aquacome them? What she loves is their youth and beauty. If he had true love, he would not neglect them because of the passage of time and the aging of his appearance. If he had true love, he would not be cruel enough to make his six-year-old child lose his mother, and let his mother bury himself. The 24-year-old lady hook Yi, a flower-like life, was sacrificed alive because of the emperor’s favor. If this is Emperor Wu’s love for her, then this love is too selfish, too cold, selfish and cruel to be outrageous. Emperor Wudi had so many women in his life. It is said that after his death, he was still lucky for those palace girls who kept the spirit for him, which scared those palace girls out of their wits. Although this is a joke, it shows that what he has is only desire, not true love. Sad for these Emperor’s women, sad for this song of beauty. Why did Li Yinian use this song to introduce his sister to Emperor Wu of Han Dynasty? Just for short-term prosperity and wealth? Even if Mrs. Li was favored by Emperor Wu for a while, she was not committed after her death? Even if the mother is the world, what if you are the Queen? Chen Ajiao is the queen of GUI for Royal Descent, and he has not survived the fate of being abandoned. What about glory and wealth? It’s not over my eyes! Who knows how much desolation is behind this RONGHUA MOONCAKE? In the Princess Pingyang family, Wei Zifu was taken a fancy by Emperor Wu of Han, but he had forgotten her long after he returned to the palace. He didn’t remember her until a year later when Emperor Wu of Han planned to dismiss the Maid of the palace. Wei Zifu cried and asked to leave the palace. Wei Zifu was lucky, and he was specially favored for at least ten years. I don’t know how Wei Zifu spent the long lonely years ten years later. How many women were there in the palace, and I never saw the emperor in my whole life. However, some people are blessed because of this. At that time, the mother of Emperor Han Wen, Empress Dowager Bo, was a maid of the palace. Liu Bang gave birth to Emperor Han Wen only once. The women competing with LV Hou in the harem were all killed, while the mother and son of Empress Dowager Bo were saved from slaughter because they were not favored by Liu Bang. When LV Hou was in power, the King Liu was almost killed. After LV Hou’s death, the new emperor was established again, so the emperor of Han Wen picked up an emperor’s throne. Although the Empress Dowager Bo respected her as the mother of the country, his man only survived her once in his life, and she was born in the court and faced complicated court struggles. How many people can understand the bitterness behind this? How many people can taste it? What if power is poured into the world? After Liu Bang’s death, LV Hou had the exclusive power, which could be said to be an uncrowned Queen. She embraced the world, was rich, and enjoyed the honor of the world. For a while, the Power fell into the field, which did not bring for great honor to the children, but brought disaster and killing. After her death, all the people were destroyed, and her son Emperor Hui of Han and daughter Princess yuan of Lu were also affected. In fact, such a situation exists in any generation, but the world is blinded by the temporary power of RONGHUA MOONCAKE. Without this song of beauty, Mrs. Li would not enter the palace and her people would not rise to heaven because of this. Li Guangli, the elder brother of her incompetent generation, would not command indiscriminately in the Northern Expedition without being appointed as a general, which led to the defeat of the battle and surrender. Without Mrs. Li being favored, her brother would not be Lawless to the Palace of fornication, bringing disaster to the people. Is beauty song a disaster or a blessing? The benevolent see benevolence, the wise see wisdom. It is said that beauty and disaster are not wrong, in fact, the beauty itself is wrong in the motives of those who do things with color, but in the desire of men to expand and the ravines to be flat. 2014.2.22

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…

Magnolia blossoms fragrant my heart

The sky was gloomy and the fog was heavy. It was cool when I got up in the morning. Wu Yun pressed the roof, the tall building in the distance, confused. Near the balcony of the high-rise building, clothes have already been put into the house, and every family closed the window of the balcony. The park in front of my house was covered with lush trees, but it seemed boring at this time. After singing a few songs, the birds can no longer sing spring songs. The withered and yellow fallen leaves all over the ground have penetrated into the soil and turned into more spring mud Hu Hua. Flower, where is it? Why can’t you see it? Are those little red flowers on the balcony? Only the appearance, no aroma, beyond the golden, lose in it! Suddenly a wave of anger poured into the bottom of my heart, and the Heart Lake rippled with sadness. Friendship betrayal, the departure of my lover made me unable to let go for a long time. It has been three years, and the trauma of three years has not been recovered so far. Close the door, enter the room, sit down, take out a white wooden box from the drawer, open it, and see that the originally White Magnolia has turned into yellow and black dried flowers. Extremely ugly, There is no fragrance. This is our destiny three years ago. At that time, he took off the magnolia, strung it into a necklace and put it on my neck. He said, this flower is you, clean and white, fragrant, without any dirt. I treasure it. In his eyes, I am is so beautiful and pure. He touched my nose carefully and said, you simple little girl. At the thought of this, my tears could not stop any more and slowly fell down my cheeks. What simplicity? Since you dropped Magnolia and kissed those red flowers with your lips, my heart has withered, Magnolia has turned yellow, and the years have passed, the white life has also become gloomy, and the charming aroma has been dull since then. Tears dried up and fell asleep unconsciously. Wake up and walk out of the balcony, it is already the sunshine on the ground. The sky lit up and the thick fog cleared away. The tall buildings in the distance were clearly visible. People took out their clothes again to dry. The dark green leaves in the park are slightly more lovely than before. The sun shines on them, and the birds sing the song of heaven again, a little tactfully, a little clear and a little restless. Fallen leaves all over the ground seem to have another meaning. In early summer, the sunshine is brighter and warm. I stretched out my hand and touched the warm fragments of sunshine. The colorful diamond-shaped sunshine is more sacred through the lubricated fingertips. Magnolia flowers bloom, some are in bud, hidden deep in the tender green flower; Some show pointed little heads, shaking lovely little heads with the wind; Some have exposed the whole long and full body, shining bright white light in the sun. My boyfriend took off one and put it in my hand carefully. Look at it with yellowish white, petals overlapping layer by layer, smooth as the baby’s skin, full and plump, it seems to be smiling. He said, smell it. An intoxicating aroma came to my nose. It was like a strong aroma like strong spirits. It breathed in and sucked again. The fragrance was lighter and slightly drunk, so the concentration of aroma was not so obvious. Again, the aroma floated into my lungs from my nostrils, changing the fragrant air into my lungs. My brain was filled with this aroma, which made me confused. Finally, the fragrance floated to my heart, with the feeling that the fragrance of flowers makes people drunk. Many children were running and chasing under these magnolia trees, desperately looking for the trace of Magnolia Landing; Several couples sat on the grass under the magnolia tree, whispering softly and intimately; an elderly couple sat on a bench under the tree, holding Magnolia in their hands and laughing at each other. At this time, I have no doubt that I am simple woman, but I am not that kind of silly simplicity, and I will never be confused by sweet words again. Simplicity is the flower language of Magnolia. After the wind and rain and the vicissitudes of feelings, I realized that what I wanted was not fragile simplicity, but a kind and innocent heart after my heart was gloomy. Don’t be hated to cover the originally gentle and sentimental heart and numb the sentimental heart. The new relationship has injected fresh blood into me. Sincerely, it is also the flower language of Magnolia. When I told him my emotional experience, he gently stroked my hair and said to me gently, “I love you, and I won’t feel bad because of your past. Accept your past, love your present and future. He put his fist on his chest and said no more. Magnolia, Magnolia, after the wind and rain hit, you dropped the fragrance all over the ground and broke the branches. But next year, new branches will grow again, and you will spit out the fragrance in the sunshine of early summer, full of tender buds! As long as you are still pure white and fresh and fragrant, people will still place their feelings on you. Sticking to your beauty and smell should also be your flower language! Magnolia, Magnolia, we all live happily. The child waiting for you under the tree, the lover with his back, the old couple who cherish each other and the US who fall in love at this moment, isn’t such a feeling like this scenery a kind of happiness? Magnolia, your flower language is happiness!

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…

Bring a pot of cloud and water zen heart to find dreams in Jiangnan

From then on, I played a song “Dream Jiangnan”, which was only for you and played well. Your shallow smile makes me deeply intoxicated. No matter how the season goes, I will never walk out of the sea in your eyes. Today, I put my dream in the rain Lane in Jiangnan, standing in the mist, I feel like a lost child. The wind blows on my body, blowing the chill in my heart. At this moment, I am miss your affectionate hug. My Jiangnan rose petal rain everywhere because of your arrival. Just because of you, there are poetic scenes everywhere. I don’t know whether meeting you is a robbery or a fate. I only know that at the moment I saw you, my heart was like a blue, and when my heart moved, it would bloom and pour the city. I am very afraid that the love between you and me is just a gorgeous fireworks show, and then our story sank to the bottom of the sea; I am very afraid that without the warmth of your fingers, loneliness and loneliness will follow me all my life; I am very afraid that you are just a moment of drunk joy in my misty rain in southern miles, and I will not understand until I finally have only a stream of tobacco. After meeting you all over the city, it turns out that you are the one I look back on QbAidu. After meeting you, I realized that you are the deepest waiting in my life. After meeting you, I realized that love didn’t need time and reason; I didn’t understand until I met you. From then on, I just want to play a unique and beautiful love legend with you. Only when I saw you did I understand that the episode of You and me pretending to love each other for three minutes will always be my unforgettable memory. At the moment when you took me into my arms, I suddenly realized that you, the visitor from Jiangnan whom I have been waiting for, was the green shirt that snuggled with me on the boat in my dream. Falling in love with you, I saw that the whole world smiled at me and said, in this life, you have always felt that you have a dream falling in Jiangnan, and I am the woman you love in your dream; You said, god once arranged many love corners for me to meet you. You said that fate had given me too much melancholy in fact to let me experience the great surprise you brought me. When I knew that you were devoutly burning incense and praying in Buddha front, my heart told me that no matter what you did in this life, no matter what you did, no matter what you did in the depth of King’s luck, I would be with you! As long as you are by my side, I am willing to go to hell! A little smile, a pillow all night, who lost weight in lovesickness? I believe that the meeting and love between you and me will not be Lanzhou strayed into strayed into lotus flowers profound; I believe that I am the lilac you are looking for, and you are the Jiangnan in my dream. You will be the story that I will hide forever in my life, and I will be the scenery that you will never want to be known. For you, I will love myself well; For love, I will love you well. In the future, no matter you see or not, you will never leave in my heart! I love your gentle appearance. I love you with some silly actions. I love everything and everything about you. Jun, I, a woman who makes you happy and makes you sad, would like to play a flute for you, a butterfly dance for you, and a lotus flower for you, waiting for you all your life. I really want to retreat from the red dust with you and find a place of Qingyour. Let Qingshan, Brook, bamboo tower, fence and smoke become the most beautiful scenery in my life, let coarse tea and light rice become the delicious food that you and I will never give up. One flower, one world, one leaf, one pursuit. Three thousand weak water, just take a scoop to drink. Jun, I would like to lock the gentleness of lowering my head for you, so as not to let others see the beauty and charm of my beloved. When you told me that when you left that day, the river waves aroused the ripples of your sadness and the wheel ran over your endless heartache. I understood that although you left, your heart was left. You don’t know how much I am miss you and me. How much I am miss the moment when your fingers pass through my long hair, how I am miss the moment when your lips Kiss My Lips, Jun, you don’t know, how much I wish you could take my heart away that day I am. Discrete is easy to get together. When will you continue to meet with the King? If I read a sentence that once the sea was hard to be water, except that Wushan was not a cloud, what kind of state of mind would it be? What kind of intention should I say if I wish to be a one-hearted person without a white head? What kind of mood should I feel if I read a sentence that the world of mortals has its own infatuation, and don’t laugh that the infatuation is too crazy? If the love between you and me is destined to be separated, then I will be willful again for the last time, with a little pride, I will turn around and leave before you turn around. Jun, I don’t want to leave! This is my deepest and most real inner monologue; Jun, don’t leave! This is my deepest and deepest inner call. If one day you hide in my Jiangnan ink painting, I think I will wait for the old in smoke alone. Bodhi has words, the years have hidden love, even if I wake up in a dream, even if I can no longer touch your warmth, I am still willing to be independent for you, three lives and three generations, I am willing to the humbling for you, move love into a silent love song. In this life, I would like to love only you, no matter which season, I don’t want to be separated from you. Jun, please don’t let go of my hand if you love me! On the day of birth, I would like to buckle with the ten fingers of Jun. In the April day of love, I would like to admire Fang Fei side by side with Jun, get drunk in the sun, and go to listen to the fishing boat in Jiangnan water town to sing the night. Jun, let you and I support a oiled paper umbrella together and go to a red dust and smoky rain in the Van Gogh of the ancient temple. Take me away! Let’s take a pot of cloud and water zen heart on the smoky rain Willow Bank to find dreams together. Jiangnan Wen \Yu dances alone QQ 1904223318Zan (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…

Seaside Summer night romantic me (original)

Shenzhen is the window of China’s reform and opening up, and it is also a new seaside garden city. There are different temperature differences between the seaside and inland, where the temperature difference between morning and evening and day is very different. Although it is the hottest day and the temperature is higher, as long as it is in the morning and evening, the temperature drops, not too hot. The night in Shenzhen is particularly charming, but she always has the reputation of a city that never sleeps. The night in Shenzhen is really intoxicating. The colorful red light, like the beating five-line sound spectrum, blinked with flashing eyes, illuminating the whole shenzhen city brighter and more colorful than the day. In the blooming season of white magnolia, it was a bright Moon and Empty Night. I had the honor to stroll with my husband on the mangrove beach on the Golden Coast. The fragrance of white magnolia flowers accompanied by the sea breeze penetrated into our hearts in bursts. Accidentally, I’m afraid even the air will freeze the fragrance of flowers. A breeze blew, and the green leaves dyed coolness in the middle of the night. At this time, my heart is like a new sail raised, and every corner of it is as full as the wind. The stars were clear and bright, each of them bent down, and the HAILANG kept dancing and dancing, making the moonlight, Starlight and lights of the night messy. At this time, I suddenly felt a kind of happiness, such chaotic and intoxicated happiness. I have never felt the favor of the creator so affectionately. Under the light, there is a flashing and real dream. My heart is excited and swaying, and there is a beautiful echo from afar. I seem to hear the melodious rhythm again, and smell the rose fragrance refreshing people’s hearts. There is also the unforgettable wedding speech: You Love Me accompanied forever, and the love and affection are increasing day by day. Yes, husband, our love is indeed growing with the times, constantly updating, bottomless and boundless, no deep or shallow. For 24 years, we have guarded and cherished this love, making it still glowing and fresh. I live in dreams, poems, endless happiness and colorful hopes every day. Heavy joy and Joy hang in my heart every day. Every morning, I always get up earlier than you, then arrange breakfast, eat well and go to work by myself, and keep yours until you get up. We get off work together in the evening, and our cooperation is always so tacit. If we have something to do together, we will have fun together if we want to play. We are pursuing new happiness and happiness every day. A breeze woke me up in my dream. But when I woke up, I was still intoxicated in my dream. Looking at my husband who was close to each other, I shouted sincerely in my heart: I love the summer night on the beach, and I love my husband.

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…