I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and I live at the end of the Yangtze River.

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and I live at the end of the Yangtze River. The sun is not seeing the King and drinking the Yangtze River water together. I fell in love with it more than 20 years ago. Like it to understand like words, overlap and loop; Like it to be catchy; Like it to have the facial expression and flavor of folk songs; Prefer its strong sense of picture, saying everything but feeling, the artistic style of full of intention and emotion. Every time I read this word, a picture like this appeared in my mind: a young woman, standing at the cliff at the head of the Yangtze River, gazed at the distance where the Yangtze River passed away, because at the end of the endless Yangtze River, there lived her sweetheart thinking day and night. Her thoughts for him are like the endless Yangtze River water flowing day and night, rolling eastward and never stopping. She carved him in her heart and missed him day by day, hoping to see his distant shadow in the lonely sail of the Yangtze River. Therefore, she watched in the Jiangtou day and day, petrochemical herself into Amah Rock, and kept the lingering love to the eternity of mountains and water. I know that she has been watching for thousands of years in this posture, not since I knew her, but because she has never changed. I seemed to see the Lovesickness in her bright eyes, which condensed into tears. In my eyes, I had never done it for thousands of years. She could not see her sweetheart, so she had to rely on this vast Yangtze River water to bring her thoughts. Can he receive it? He was sure to receive it. They drank the Yangtze River water together. Their Hearts had already been printed and their interest and interest had already been connected. He knew she was thinking about him, but there were many barriers in life, and he couldn’t satisfy her missing. Maybe he will go to sea to do business with his father and brother. This trip may take a year and a half, and there will be many storms and dangerous beaches ahead. He is also thinking about her, but men don’t say it. Men like to bury deep emotions in their hearts and express their love for their sweetheart with practical actions. Forced by his livelihood, he could not be greedy for her gentleness. He wanted her to live a happy life without worry, so he had to travel far away to make a living. From this, I thought of Li Bai’s “Changgan xing”: concubine’s initial reply, folding the play in front of the door. Lang rode a bamboo horse to get plum around the bed. In the long work of living together, the two children have no suspicion of guessing. Fourteen is the king’s wife, and the shame is not tasted. Bow down to the dark wall, thousands of calls will not come back. At the beginning of the fifteenth day, I would like to share the same dust and gray. Always hold a pillar letter, will you go to the platform. The 16th king traveled far, and Qutang was piled up. May is untouchable, and the ape is mourned in the sky. In front of the door, the green moss was born one by one. Deep Moss cannot be returned, and the autumn wind of fallen leaves is early. In August, butterfly came and flew to the West Garden grass. I feel this hurt my concubine’s heart, and I am worried about my old face. Get three buses in the morning and evening, and books and newspapers will be pre-released. It is not far to meet each other until the wind and sand grow. I know that the men and women I live in the head of the Yangtze River are lovers in love, and the men and women in changganxing are young men and women. Although the two women have different identities, but they all made love with each other because of the Yangtze River water. The taste of lovesickness has never been the same since ancient times, but different people are addicted to different depth. They are all thinking about their distant sweetheart and their safety. For men, it is their bounden duty to let their loved ones live a comfortable life, so they can live up to their lovesickness for their livelihood. In fact, why do men want to leave the warm harbor of their sweetheart? They have no choice but to live. For women, they only need a man’s heart, and as long as men have her in their hearts, she can not care about the amount of men’s money and the inferiority of their status; She just wants to be with her sweetheart and share weal and woe with him, cherish Our Love Forever. The parting wine was too bitter to swallow, but had to swallow. This bitter parting wine intermingled with the Lovesickness in the heart into a cup and a sweet chronic poison, slowly eroding the internal organs and organs of people until they fester and break their liver and intestines. It is clear that lovesickness is a road of no return, but how many people are willing to go through fire and water for it. Therefore, this woman made such resentment towards the Yangtze River Water: When did this water take off and when did this hate have already occurred. People say that the sea is less than half of lovesickness. There are still ends in the sea, and lovesickness has no side. She didn’t know that the long Yangtze River water, rolling eastward, would never stop or look back; And her thoughts were just like the endless Yangtze River water, endless, his sorrow is also like this long-standing Yangtze River water, which will never end. I only wish my heart is like my heart, and I will not live up to my lovesickness. Since we can’t stop ourselves from missing each other, we can only place our hopes on the other side. We hope that our sweetheart can be the same as ourselves, and we can keep our hearts tied to each other and live up to this sincere and profound emotion. It is the deepening and sublimation of the emotion of the whole word. This word writes the forever love in isolation, giving people the feeling of long river flow. Youyou Yangtze River water is not only a natural barrier that the two sides are separated by thousands of miles, but also a natural carrier that communicates with each other and sends love from afar. It is not only the trigger and symbol of Youyou lovesickness and endless hatred, it is also the witness of the eternal love and expectation of both sides. The author of this word is Li Zhiyi of Song Dynasty, the uncle of the character, the scholar of Gu Xi, and one of the doormen of Su Shi. His friendship with Su Shi is different, so his career is also bumpy. In his brief introduction, there is such a paragraph, Li Zhiyi, “there is no party with the promotion of Zhu”, saying: the fourth anniversary of a certain trip to Taiping, the first year of losing a son and a woman; The second year of illness, in spring and summer, he died badly; In the third year, his wife died, and his children saw him one after another; At the beginning of the fourth year, he was tinea sore and suffered from cold disease. After being granted a pardon to the official, he was awarded a doctor to the court. Without taking office, he still lives in the land of South gu xi in Taiping Prefecture. The South Gu Xi River in Taiyuan prefecture is the edge. He is a scholar of Gu Xi, after the stroke, it was buried in the rain peak caused by Yunshan in Dangtu Tibet. In just a few lines, it seems that I have seen a life cruelly slaughtered by the sharp blade of reality. I don’t know who the Yi Ren on the water side is; I don’t know if she is waiting for her sweetheart; I don’t know how her story ends. We only know that her lovesickness and the long Yangtze River water have flowed in the ci for thousands of years, but the CI forgot to give her a complete ending, so that she stood by the lovesickness Lake and watched for thousands of years. Because of this, how many men and women are in the red world, looking for the trace of her love, hoping to carve four unforgettable words for their love based on her love. Some people say that the weak water is 3,000, and only one ladle is taken to drink. But he ignored whether this ladle of water was the promise with him? If it is not the person who crossed the boat together, then this ladle of water must be tears; If there is a fate in this life, just miss a narrow period of time, then this ladle of water must be sour; Fate for three lives, we still need to meet in the red dust in the right time, but this kind of fate is the legendary fate of three generations and seven generations. Only by suffering from the sixth generation can we be perfect in the seventh world. The Yangtze River is rolling, the East is gone, the third life and the seventh life are stories in mythology, and we cannot control many things. Therefore, in this life, as long as we can drink the surging Yangtze River water together and walk through a period of red dust, there is no need to carve it with glitz. Whenever lovesickness rises, please send me to live at the head of the Yangtze River and at the end of the Yangtze River in your heart. The sun is not seeing the King and drinking the Yangtze River water together. 2014.1.24

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…

Dear! I have nothing but a heart to accompany you to the old age.

You have to believe that there will be a lover in the world, whether you are surrounded by the light, overwhelmed by applause, or you are walking alone on the cold street and wet by the heavy rain at that time, whether it is the shimmer of light snow or the dusk scorched by the heat wave, he will surely pass through the surging crowds in the world, and he will walk through them one by one, walking towards you with a beating heart. He will surely come to you and hold you tightly with his full enthusiasm and heavy love in his eyes. He can’t wait to come to your side, Yogueta young, then he will hug you like a stubborn child occupying his toys and refusing to share with others; Yogueta is no longer young, then he will surely be like a hunter who comes back from all walks of life, setting a bonfire beside you, and then hugging you to sleep exhausted and at ease. He will find you. You have to wait. Maybe we will miss many people, but we will eventually find someone and live a lifetime. I said: Happy birthday to someone. I want to meet you every day. I want to have three meals with you. I want to walk hand in hand with you. I want to laugh silly with you. I want to squeeze the bus with you. I want to watch a movie with you. I want to eat delicious food with you. I want to sleep with you. I want to have a drink with you. I want to go to Houhai at night with you. I want to eat chicken legs with you. I want to be in a daze with you. I want to make a mistake with you. I want to see happy base camp with you. I want to take photos with you. I want to travel with you. I want to go boating with you. I want to go to the snow with you. I want to go all over the streets with you. I want to skate with you in winter. I want to enjoy cherry blossoms in spring with you. I want to eat watermelon with you in summer. I want to step on the fallen leaves with you in autumn. I want to have hot pot with you. I want to go shopping with you. I want to raise a puppy that belongs to us with you. I want to have our caveolae with you. I want to go to the zoo with you to feed monkeys. I want to enjoy the cool with you. I want to wear couple clothes with you. I want to sing karaoke with you until dawn. I want to have a cold skin with you. I want to take the train with you. I want to hug you. I want to kiss you. I want to be alone with you. I want to forget the past with you. I want to be happy with you. I want to get everyone’s envy with you. I want to face troubles with you. I want to have a home with you. I want to be with you forever. I think, what you think is the same as me. If you are lucky enough to hold me one year later, will you hold my hand and say: will you wait for me? After a meal, I shed a tear. If you are lucky enough to hold me five years later, will it be on that Valentine’s Day night, Even if I see nothing, think about it, then hold me tightly and tell me that you love me and you want me. If you are lucky enough to hold me seven years later, will you hold a big bunch of roses in your hand and walk towards me to have a look, kneeling on one knee, I took out a ring that belonged to me. If you are lucky enough to hold me ten years later, will you take out a notebook from behind and turn it over on a sunny afternoon? It is full of diaries I wrote for you. If you are lucky enough to hold me 15 years later, will you carefully take out the bottle full of XINGX when our family is cleaning, smile and say to the baby: this is a love letter written by mom to dad. If you are lucky enough to hold me after two or ten years, will you quietly walk into the bedroom and hug me from behind and say: daughter-in-law, don’t cry, we sleep. If you are lucky enough to hold me after 30 years, will there be TX rushing home suddenly in our ordinary life and saying to me: wife, let’s go traveling. If you are lucky enough to hold me 40 years later, will you walk with me in the sunset after dinner, In front, our little grandson took our dog. You looked at my head and touched it. There were more white hair, old woman. If you are lucky enough to hold me after five or ten years, will you bring me a bowl of the best longevity noodles with a pale eyebrow on the snowy morning and bring it to me in front of me with steaming heat, happy birthday, old woman. If you are lucky enough to hold me 60 years later, will you walk up to me with a staggering pace on a night full of moonlight in midsummer, holding my hand and holding it, old man, I love you for a lifetime. If we can do this, then we will be happy for a lifetime. “Write in the back” saw an article “once you and me”, and suddenly thought of such a sentence: meeting you is not simple, falling in love with you is not simple, forgetting you is the most difficult, but it is very simple for me to meet you, falling in love with you is very simple, don’t want to forget the moment, just because you are the most painful and profound love. I don’t expect to be happy with my beloved Prince after suffering and hardships like a princess in a fairy tale; I don’t envy sticky notes girls in the TV series who moved the Prince’s heart because of their kindness; I don’t ask you how good your family is, how rich and handsome you are… I just want to live with you in a simple and ordinary way for a lifetime. There is a saying in the age of naked marriage: I have no car, no money, no room, no diamond ring, but I have a heart to accompany you to the old. When you are old, I still carry you, I will treat you as a crutch. When you have no teeth, I will chew it up and feed it to you. I will definitely die after your death. Or leave you alone in this world and no one will take care of you, I don’t trust being a ghost. I cried when I saw this period… I had nothing but a heart to accompany you to the old age. I don’t know how many people are the same as me. Every day, I will pick up my mobile phone and wait for a text message at a fixed time, and I will laugh silly when watching the text message. Is this a habit or dependence? I don’t know how many people are the same as me. In the dead of night, I always pick up my mobile phone and look at the text message. I will slowly reflect on every word I said. Is this habit or dependence? No matter habit or dependence, I know that I know that my world can no longer live without you. In this life, I finally met you, which was a little different, but it was just in time. We will go as far as ever. I will accompany you in the future. I will devote my heart to your happiness. I will fill your loneliness with love. I will share half of your sadness. I will always be there, regardless of poverty, failure, birth, aging, illness and death, I am willing. I am willing to accompany you to the end of the century, not afraid of loneliness. I can still feel that you are so important to me that I will not be disturbed by dark and dawn. I want to show off your gentleness every time. We met after such a circle, I know your importance better than anyone else, and I will not let go if I hold your hand.

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…

Love is a bite

This is like a pregnant egg, which will always come out of shell. I always feel that people who say this are especially miserable. People who listen to this are especially helpless. When I say this, I overlap with you. Language, Mind, and even body. At that time, we wiped the sweetness all over our bodies. This makes our body and soul stick together and cannot be separated. I can’t subvert the human brain’s beautiful attempt for love in any way. Today’s day makes love thin like a cicada. People seem to meet a mosquito. Those light love flies gently. Fall on the sweetest part. Sucking. Or brag. The distant fate is buzzing. I was caught off guard in your delicate and beautiful sleeping position. For today’s love, I devoted myself to the beauty of yesterday’s dream flowing Drunk Love. People seemed to meet a tender mosquito. Exquisite and petite mosquitoes appear in this itchy season. With no intention of returning, open your wings and embrace some huge and ignorant bodies. In the dark silence of the night. It cannot be rejected, and it cannot be discussed. In the places where people desire most, people often make those itch without any respect. Ignore the acid and hemp after being stung. This makes mosquitoes extremely superficial in their inner love. After the bite, there will always be the pimple that can’t be removed, and it is difficult to suppress the redness and swelling in the blurred touch. In fact, if the mosquito bites deeply enough, it will stimulate the bone marrow of love and unforgettable. Only that bite will last a lifetime, love will overlap in the meeting and will never be staggered. 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…

May, think of you

In May, play a preoccupied Yao Qin, play and sing the spring flowers and the autumn moon gently, get drunk with a clear breeze and the bright moon, sing a cloud and light wind. In the flourishing age of flowers in May, dance a song of bee flying butterfly dancing, quietly bid farewell to the flowing water time of spring, the youth of spring flowers watching, the fragrance of flowers gently swing dance with the wind, the spring breeze will be drunk to score out the gentle, embrace the spring breeze with light fragrance, Yan Ran and colorful thoughts, and also get drunk in the branches of the blooming flowers in May. In May, I silently closed my palms and prayed to God to continue the spring flowers like Jade to the blooming dream of early summer. During the spring and summer solstice, the fragrance of flowers is still the same, but it is still light breeze and wisps of summer light. The sadness is covered with a thin layer of fragrance and warmth. Summer comes quietly, and spring leaves in the last smoke-like dream rain. In the spring rain season, who knows, it sends my hazy feelings. When you are mature and steady, you will visit quietly in the middle of the night and see you for the first time, as if you are so generous and masculine as in the photo, do you know that ripples have appeared in your heart. In May, the flowers are still in full bloom. The light sadness of spring and the tears of lovesickness are scattered in the old days one after another. Looking at the purity and charm of the blue sky in May, such as the thoughts floating by the spring flowers, temporarily sealed in the blue sky. One day, inadvertently opened your QQ space, only to know that you stood in the spring breeze for a long time, wanted to write a word, singing the colorful and warm of spring flowers and autumn moon, pouring out the pain and sorrow of parting, but you have already wept. The Song Ci brewing to the tip of the pen turned into all kinds of endless thoughts in your sobs, quietly facing the speechless life, repeat the sadness day after day. In the spring rain like a dream, you left the city where you were heartbroken and came to Flower City, turning yourself into Li Bai, who was lonely in his career. In the cold spring breeze, singing a song about separation. Drunk in the spring breeze, poured in the fragrance of flowers, and fell in the deep feeling of spring rain. You said, if you fall in love with here, you should cheer up and look for a sky of your own in the prosperity and beauty of flower city. The dream is red and lonely. You said, after all, you are still reluctant to give up your gentle and affectionate wife. After all, you have been suffering with you for more than ten years; You are still reluctant to give up your clever and lively daughter. But what is done is that this life is destined to start in the spring, say goodbye to everything in the past, support a penny, walk in the soft clear water against the wind, and look for the gentle hometown in my dream again. You come from the north of the snow, to the Chiang-Nan misty rain like smoke and dream. The water in the south of the Yangtze River flows quietly in your affectionate eyes. How much do you want to sing a song to place your tender dream: find a woman as gentle as water; The sky in the south of the Yangtze River, misty, rainy all the way, Misty your eyes, but can’t cover your ambition in the prosperous year. You said that you came here to seek dreams and would not return until the twilight. This is another new starting point for you, your second home, and the second place for you to experience the warm spring flowers. That spring night, you suddenly said you would come to see me, just wanted to see me. In the virtual world of network, we know each other, but we don’t know each other. Late at night, thousands of lights left a few scattered flames. After all, we are not familiar with it. Lying on the bed, it was hard to fall asleep. Suddenly, the shrill doorbell rang and my heart shook. Mother went down first and called the security guard. You are waiting for our meeting at the bright light of home. You are a man in the north, but you are not tall, but you have a strong body, and you look honest and calm, giving people the feeling of Experiencing vicissitudes. You wore a warm coat and looked at me in the distance. I held my incomplete feet and moved slowly in your direction. It was not convenient to see me, so you strode forward towards me. At the moment of shaking hands, I feel that your hands are very big and warm, just like the hands of my childhood father. The moment I looked at each other, I melted your upright tears. Hello! I’m happy to meet you! Hello! I know your situation. I only remember a few words. A few seconds of looking at each other is the silence that turns around. Your hands hold my hands tightly all the time. In shyness and uneasiness, my hands break away from you like fish. You said that you would come to see me, so you took heavy steps and disappeared in the darkness. In your reddish face, in your blurred eyes, in your breath with peculiar smell, I know you are drunk. How can a drunken man who has never met give me a sense of security when he visits late at night? In May, I didn’t know how to pass the boring time. I silently stared at the image of my friend on Q and was in a daze. The scrolling mouse suddenly stopped on your image, hesitated for a while, opened your space, and then knew why you were drunk that night. Your exile, your pain and your dream have been shaking me all the time. At this time, there are ripples in my heart. In May, I stood in the green campus, looking at the sky, blue, as pure as your heart; Looking at the white clouds, gently, as soft as your heart; Smelling the fragrance of flowers, light, as fragrant as your heart. In my mind, your voice, face and smile appear from time to time, as if I am the Jiangnan woman you are looking for, but in May, I chose to escape. You said you would come to see me, I said, I’m moving. I don’t know if you, a man as brilliant as the Sun in May, have you ever been moved like me and often thought about it? Maybe I have too much love. How can an excellent man like you look at me with a disability? Today in May, the sun is brighter. Maybe your sorrow has faded. In your talk, I saw the strength and toughness of a man, your fragrance, A faint fragrance and tenderness belonging to a man, is on an unknown journey, opened in my heart in May, I think of you

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…

Reluctant

I can understand the fallen leaves, so I don’t shed the autumn wind and see the Sky clearly. So I don’t shed the clouds and see through the dawn. So I don’t shed the morning and see through the night, so I don’t shed the stars and see through the thick fog, so I don’t shed the loess, look at the river, so I don’t leave the bamboo raft. I hope all the vicissitudes of life will end up sad again. I walked indifferently in the alley, dragging my feeble pace. I could always see the spreading flowers, but I could not hide from the sunset and close the heavy door. The night gave neon indulgence of natural and unrestrained, but lost a whole season of Ningxia. The traces of memory climbed out of the mottled broken walls, and I began to give up. The hair bottle is empty. Reluctant paper plane, it will fall gently, without fireworks or singing. I hate the back, it carries too much loneliness, but why do I like the back again? The kissed forehead touched the unkissed forehead. Oh, I haven’t seen kite for a long time. Clearly remember, the majestic eagle circled in the summer solstice. Which season is that? I forgot. Headache. A little sunshine from the blinds swept through the temperature piercing the slightly rolled shirt with a little strong flavor. The smoke was filled and the cigarettes were exhausted. Green Silk urges white hair. However, how can I bear tears flowing into a river? How can I bear to see your tears streaming down my face. That is the softest place of hedgehog. A bunch of bamboo and a leaf of flowers are willing to block the sand for a lifetime. Fallen leaves meteor, there will be people praying for you, setting up a grave for you and filling you with epitaph.

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…