Looking back, are you still there

Many years later, it was still the station and the crowds coming and going. I still stood in that position, but I was not accompanied by you. At the beginning, what I left was so safe and determined that I didn’t listen to anyone’s retention and persuasion and yearned for the colorful world outside. However, when I came to a strange city, the reality gave me a slap in the face, at the moment when I was homeless on the street for countless times, my tears and dignity disappeared. I began to miss you, miss home, and think of the city where I grew up, I thought about the beauty I had given up, and I wanted to cry again and again, because there was no one in the box of that big city who could calm down and listen to my home town story, no one cares about my thoughts. No one will ask me if I am homesick. What everyone cares about is whether you have money, where you work, and what degree you have. I began to become indifferent and indifferent, I began to use alcohol to kill my rest time, because only when I was drunk can I have the confidence to survive the loneliness that is the most difficult to survive. Finally, one day, I walked into the rental house scarred. Outside was the landlord knocking at the door quickly. Listening to the beating sound, I seemed to be crazy and depressed myself desperately, is such a big city really not a place for myself? I began to pack my luggage and set foot on my way home. I don’t know how to face the inquiries from my hometown, if someone asks me how I live outside? How can I answer calmly? If I say that I have a bad life, will someone laugh at me and say that as long as I leave here, I will definitely live better, what kind of mood do I have to go back now? Because I said I would live a better life, my parents held back tears and forced me to the train to complete my dream, because I said I would live a better life, dear, he said goodbye to me at the station with tears streaming down his face. My life is very bad now. Should I go back to find them? Will they welcome a loser home? Walking in the streets of my hometown, looking at the past neighbors, looking at those simple smiling faces, I am a little confused. Why do others have so easily the happiness and happiness they want to pursue for so many years. I came across a childhood playmate holding a boy over two years old. I summoned up the courage to come forward and say hello. I learned that she had been married for four years, and why did they dare to get married if she had no room, car or deposit, why are they not like those people in big cities saying: there is no chance to pursue happiness without money. Is that right? Is it? I kept offering discounts to others along the way. Along the way, the more I walked, the harder my head was. It seemed that I was more afraid of meeting more acquaintances, knight is afraid of meeting a person who wants to see and dare not see. Does that person live well? I am afraid that Yogueta will lead my wife and children to appear in front of me. How can I face it? How can I introduce myself and say that I used to live a better life in big cities, abandoned the first love that I had vowed to be together forever. The more I thought about it, the more sad I felt. I simply bowed my head and walked home quickly. I didn’t think what would happen when I came home. Back home, I still have to live, work, face everything I don’t want to face, pursue those dream things, and return to the cruel reality. I began to think and reflect. Can’t I achieve something if I stay in my hometown? Can’t I be happy if I stay in my hometown with him who is honest and honest? What did I get from my trauma after all these years of climbing and beating outside? The happiness I want is so simple. Why have I paid so much and it is so difficult to have it? Is it because I miss too much? I don’t know. I don’t know whether it is useful to regret now. I began to believe the words that the teacher said when I was in school: sometimes what you are looking for is actually by your side, it’s just that you didn’t find it, and you didn’t know it was what you always wanted until it was taken away by others, but it no longer belongs to you. Lying on my little bed, smelling sunny scent on the quilt, my mood was very steady. I was asking God, if I were given another chance, I would not choose to leave, I would wait in place again, I would not be confused, I will face it soberly. If I can go back to the past, if I turn back, will you wait for me again?

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A wisp of mind is nine looms

In the collection of poems of Yuefu, the most sad and moving one is Midnight Song, whose tone is sad and sad, and even there are ghost songs in the House of Wang Yi of Langya. In Song Ci, the one that can be comparable to this “Midnight Song” is “nine looms”. This group of anonymous’s “Nine looms” has a strong color of folk songs. Chen Tingyi’s “Bai Yuzhai’s words” commented on this as a wonderful ancient Music House, without reducing “wind” and “sao” from high places. Thousands of years of absolute tone. Another cloud: the word has reached its peak. This group of “Nine looms” shows us the image of the brocade girl who is extremely loyal to love. She loves the charming a radiant and enchanting spring scene very much and pursues a happy life persistently. From picking mulberry to Brocade, from Farewell to Huaiyuan, a colorful and vivid picture of life is formed. She woven her sorrow and lovesickness on brocade and woven “nine looms” one by one, hoping that her lover could understand her heart. The silk thread is sentimental, wisps of resentment, needles and needles are tearful, and the Bobo cone heart reflects a touching love story of bitterness and spring. A machine, let us see a simple young woman, picking up Mulberry on the stranger. In a radiant and enchanting spring scene, the Spring heart of people was inspired, and the nature was full of vitality. This woman was lazy and intoxicated. The Peach Blossom is blooming, enchanting and gorgeous, and the flowers are rippling with soft spring feelings. On the branches, there are pairs of Orioles crowing happily. The flowing Yingge is fascinating and makes people reluctant to leave. When I saw Tsai sanmo, I thought of “Song of the mulberries” in “collection of poems of Yuefu”. The southeast corner of Sunrise was hugged by Qin’s. Qin has a good girl named Luo Fu. Qin Luofu. I think this brilliant woman must be as beautiful, pure and faithful as Qin Luofu. Otherwise, when passing by saw her, how could it be delayed immediately? Two planes, from the look of the young man who passed by the horse, we can see that he fell in love with her at first sight. He could not help shaking his heart when he saw her indulging in the spring scenery. He dismounted and wanted to stop. She understood his reluctant to give up and smiled back at him, but she was afraid of being guessed by the flowers into her shy daughter’s mind. She could only hide her mind in her heart and show her reluctant affection in her eyebrows. This smile was clearly the love of three generations. From then on, lovesickness took root and sprouted in her heart. After watching this scene, I couldn’t help laughing, thinking of Zhang Sheng’s infatuation of Cui Yingying in the story of the Western Chamber. That Zhang Sheng dared to beg the jade man and finally took the beauty back, but what will be the fate of this woman? Three machines, the Spring Silkworm is old, the young swallow flies, the children of Wu Wang’s Palace need to change dancing dress, and these folk women have to start intense labor again. Four machines, she was worried while weaving. She did not stop her machine because of lovesickness, but woven lovesickness into her brocade. The lotus seed is the meaning of mercy on the son. She shuttled back and forth, weaving a Lotus out of Tingting water. The heart is like a double silk screen with thousands of knots. It is easy to weave into a beautiful flower, but it is not clear how to sort out the Lovesickness in my heart. Cut it constantly, and the reason is still in chaos. The four machines of this sentence show us a woman who is deeply thinking about the poison. She is so worried that she can’t walk out of the swamp of lovesickness. Five machines, this affectionate woman, silently woven the poem of lovesickness into the brocade, but worried that the meaning of the poem would not be understood by the lover. She did not tell her lover the bitterness of lovesickness, nor did she tell her lover her gaunt face because of lovesickness. She just put her inch of tenderness and wisps of love in the poem. Six Machines, flowers on the brocade, butterflies flying between the flowers, this beautiful picture adds to her lovesickness. She couldn’t help stopping the machine in her hand and looked out of the window. The spring scenery outside the window has gradually gone away. The pedestrian who was so late at once did not know where he was. I don’t know if he still remembers, smiling from the woman’s back, and whether he still remembers the journey back. Suddenly I remembered Cui Hu’s “the South Village of the title city”. Last year, in this door today, the peach flowers on the face are red. People don’t know where to go, peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze. The scholar who went to Beijing to take an examination in those years met the woman who was a wine seller in the south of the city. She had bright eyes and a smile, and the scholar fell in love at first sight. When he came back the next year, he didn’t see the woman with peach flowers on her face, so he wrote this poem on the pink wall of the restaurant. When the woman went out and came back to see this poem, she knew that the scholar had come. In fact, this woman selling wine also fell in love with the scholar at first sight. Although she was in a war, she always stayed where she was and refused to leave, just waiting for the scholar to return. But fate played a joke with them and let them pass by, so the woman died of depression soon. If the pedestrian who was immediately delayed, like this scholar, returned to find a woman who was strange to sang, would it be possible to avoid the lovesickness of this brocade woman and achieve a good story in the world? Seven machines, she woven a pair of thrill of a romance, and she expressed her beautiful vision in her heart. She should be happy, but she hesitated to worry in a flash. Because she was afraid that the pair of mandarin ducks would be cut into two parts by careless people, which made her hate so much that she could no longer follow each other. This sentence also implies the woman’s implicit worry about the future. Will the man come to her again? If she doesn’t come, where will her lovesickness go? I think of the Ten Commandments poem by Cangyang jiatuo: first, it is better not to meet each other, so I don’t forget each other. Second, it’s better not to know each other, so you don’t miss each other. But he has planted lovesickness in Her Love Field. How can she not forget each other or miss each other? Eight machines, she woven a poem on the brocade to express her feelings. Su Hui used her extraordinary talent and deep love to write an endless and changeable poem. It was clear that Su Hui sent the poem to her husband, but he just wanted to issue a question about who’s poem? Because of her love, her sad meaning was cast together with Su’s back-to-back poems. I clearly know that I have to think hard, but I still have to be reluctant and willing to be decoction. Nine looms, twin lotuses, even the branch has been woven, but that the lovelorn is gone forever. And I am amorous, from the beginning to the end, I will tie my heart into a wire. With this sweet silk thread, she tightly linked the red flowers, green leaves and soft branches together, looking forward to connecting with her sweetheart forever. Can you sigh if that man knows his lovesickness and painstaking efforts? If you know, when can he return to the way back! This is another infatuated woman who has fallen in love with the witch. The Midnight Girl in Midnight Song, her sad voice made ghosts cry for it. This song of the mulberries woman’s lovesickness, why not? Everything has love, everything is caused by love. There is love in the world, and there is Frends in the world. When it comes to Origin, please cherish it and live up to the wind and moon in the world, wonderful years. Because of the past five hundred times of looking back, it was replaced by a pass in this life, and a thousand times of looking back, it was replaced by a stop. 2014.2.9

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