Tag: 上海东海浴场

Categories
Zurmwlcyksf

The wind

[Introduction]: I will never understand your tenderness. No, I understand now. In nature, all creatures are serving us, and we should love them more. Our life is the same. We want to have too many things. Say hello author. The clock pointed at 18 o’clock, and the figure in a hurry was tired for more than ten hours. The lifeless pale face gave the Earth a rosy answer. Life, live like this. It is wrapped with oxygen all day long and carbon dioxide all day long. Let it free. Riding a car, I feel the car exhaust flying on the road. Rush in front of you and go straight into your body. Don’t give you thinking, don’t give you approval, don’t give you reaction. Overbearing very. The season of early autumn is still spreading the smell of dryness-heat. The wind was so stingy that it even refused to blow away the hot air slightly. Fortunately, there is a car passing through the current wave of air. I gave myself a comfortabl coolness. Really good, the wind is scattered, it is scattered around you, just around you, not to anyone. Really good, the wind is soft, it is soft on your face, just your face, just feel it yourself. Wind, your temperature gives me tenderness, your gentleness gives me calmness, your calmness gives me tolerance, and your tolerance makes me feel humble. Yes, not all of you belong to me. Although I feel you, although I want to lock you and hold you in my arms. Don’t give it to anyone. But when you crossed my face, you slipped away from me again. What is left is your fragrance. Although I was surprised, I hesitated and I was angry. The peace that has just been smoothed by you has caused waves again. I don’t understand why you don’t stay for a while until my heart can contain sand. I don’t understand why you left in a hurry. Don’t let me touch your body any more, let me remember your outline. Just remember. Just remember, can’t you? The car slided into the pit, stumbled and braked sharply. A cold wind blowing. I can’t think of it. Standing in the pit, the Palm sweats and the mind hairs. Intuit happy. At this moment, the sound of the wind in the ear stopped. I know, at this time, the wind has gone, yes, far away. Originally, my idea wanted to possess it. Behind my humble thoughts are more selfish factors. Standing in the pit, I have no choice. I think your softness is always there, just like this moment. I was wrong. Really wrong. You shouldn’t be held tightly or have this kind of groundless thought. It’s not your dryness-heat, you are a little cold, I feel it now. Will it be a little late? Oh, no. What I should have thought of earlier was that my mind didn’t listen to me and I was dragged. But I should struggle, shouldn’t I? The rope lock that can be released by moving. Why don’t I act? Yes, I hope it won’t be late at this time. The breeze gently touched me, thin and slippery. I cried, the content of a day made me unable to write down, and the emotion of a day made me unable to express. I wanted Feng er to understand me, but I gave all the scolding to Feng er. Because, I thought that Feng er didn’t know my grievance, and Feng er didn’t know why I was angry? I poured all my grievances on you and needed your comfort. I feel that I am wrong. My selfishness, my narrowness and my unreasonable giving you too much helplessness. There will even be such an idea that you want to own. Now, I know that you are gentle, your gentleness belongs to everyone, and your tenderness should also be enjoyed by everyone. I will never understand your tenderness. No, I understand now. In nature, all creatures are serving us, and we should love them more. Our life is the same. We want to have too many things. Sometimes, we look for it deliberately, and I can pursue it, even though we know that we may succeed. We ignore the process, means and face. But can I have it? Or can’t we have a little bit? Feng er, please forgive my fault! [Editor in charge: Man Tree] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

Categories
Ftmiiedrr

Parting

People come, people go, there is no pursuit. Sorry, when and where are you today? He confused and familiar eyes and ears, don’t go away. Smelling the fragrance of flowers but dying, I can only see that my old friend is gone. Past and present non-friends, all edge. At this time, look at the bamboo pole in the courtyard, green, white and worried. Go from Here? Lock people. Guan Ren has been applying for a long time, and time can be bent. Looking at the mountain, looking at the water, no trace. I want to express my love, but I don’t want to return. Yi people Bridge Water, lovers. Autumn Wind rustling, fallen leaves, sitting for a long time. Leave, wait for a trip between flowers, go with you, there is no return. [Kid] the flowers in the field are blooming wildly. Have you seen the sunshine. Bold and unrestrained, smiling faces are scattered, in the long rippling water fish. In the field stem, the little child said: Sister, let the Caterpillar be released quickly, so that it will be happy, or it will hide angrily, play alone, and grow old alone. Pitifully, we will lose another friend. I looked at the pleading eyes of the caterpillar with a red face, as if I felt a little moist, and then let it go gently. Not far away, a snake catcher was catching snakes. The little boy ran over and said: Uncle, don’t hurt them. They are actually very cute. If we kill them, we will have many diseases that cannot be treated in the future, and our health will not be healthy, and we will not see beautiful sunshine and colorful world. Looking at the seven-year-old boy in front of him, and seeing the injured snake on the ground looking at the snake catcher with warm eyes, he was released. The little kid said happily, Uncle, you are awesome! Then it disappeared in the jungle. The sunshine made their back look long, as if the bad things were written off. Love the nature and the people around you, that is, cherish yourself and make yourself live more free and easy! [Tangled foam] Young thoughts are always as simple as a piece of white paper with no color. All the childhood is locked in the fairy tales of the classroom, never knowing the Virtual of Cinderella’s beautiful fantasy. Just look at things with the initial feeling of life. After growing up, there will be a lifetime of entanglement. All kinds of emotions come one after another and cannot be calmed down. I am busy with my work every day, but I just don’t know why. It’s just that I have never forgotten the simple smile of my childhood, and I can’t see the back of my friends. Shuttling through other people’s space every day, looking at the Dream shaking from afar from time to time. Struggling with feelings, interpersonal relationships and the pressure of life. Like (prose editor: Yue ran) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

Categories
Erixdnmtb

Essays

The New Year’s Eve of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

Categories
Cduchha

This

The moment I got up, I always felt more cold than usual. I ‘d better curl up in the warm bed for a moment, and exclude the breath of winter from my sleep. When the alarm clock of the mobile phone rang harshly over and over again, he finally couldn’t bear the torture and got up and left the warm bed. This season of winter, why did it come so suddenly? I hurried to this world without any preparation. I imagined that it was still a charming autumn, but autumn had already gone, winter came naturally. With the coming of winter this season, the time of this year is coming to an end again. I asked Yaping: What year is the next year? Yaping meditated for a long time before saying: it is the Year of Dragon. The year of the Dragon is a year that people are looking forward to, but it also has inexplicable melancholy. Yaping suddenly said in awe: next year, my birth year will come; I was silent for a moment and smiled and said to her: no, it is our birth year. Then a smile. The remaining days of the year cannot be calculated by month or week, but by days. Before the coming of the year of the Dragon, there were too many expectations in my heart. The seed of Jasmine planted silently in my heart hoped to sprout quietly when the year of the Dragon came, and then grow taller. One day later, Yaping told me that she quit her job of cashier in Internet cafe. In fact, I knew she was not satisfied with this job, but I didn’t know how to respond to her for a while. The boredom at home and the boredom that I didn’t know when it would end became the complaints that I had to talk about with me. I said to her: Do you know the jasmine I planted? When it grows tall, everything will go well. I don’t know if I cheat her. She can be happy every day. Healthy life is my greatest wish. Every year, I will give myself a small gift. Although the gift is not on the table, I really feel my heart and deeply. I still remember the small gift I prepared for myself when I arrived in 2011, which I met by chance when I went to the market with my friends; A middle-aged simple man put up a small stall selling goldfish, I was immediately attracted by this cute and beautiful little guy, so I wanted to buy two back, but my friend stopped me and said, “buying one is not enough, and you can’t raise it, either, it was bleached in a few days. I still insist that they are all in groups. If they go back alone, they will be very lonely. I ‘d better buy them for two days so that I can have a companion. My friend suddenly laughed: when will you find a partner for yourself? I said: I have them, they can be with me, where can I be lonely, lonely. My friend still wanted to say something, but he wanted to say something but stopped. I had a good relationship with my friend and was tacit. It will be another year soon, Where is the gift of the year of the Dragon? Where can I find the gift for myself? When I passed by a mobile phone store, I had an impulse to be old and new. After a long time of entanglement, I still gave up this idea, I bought some good Longjing from a tea shop nearby and sent it to my father who loves drinking tea very much in the countryside, with the attached clause: drinking tea is good for health, but drinking too much will easily hurt the kidney, do not drink it before going to bed, if it will aggravate insomnia. Recently, I am always immersed in poetry and books when I have nothing to do, but I have never abandoned my love for literature. I like “that day” written by Cangyang jiatuo: On that day, when I closed my eyes in the incense mist of the sutra hall, I suddenly heard your true words in the sutra. In that month, I shook all the prayer cylinders, not for overstepping, but for touching your fingertips. In that year, I crawled on the mountain road, not for an audience, but for sticking to your warmth. In that life, turning mountains and water to pagoda, not for the next life, but for meeting you on the way. What kind of attachment and expectation is this to the person you love in your heart, I think only poets who have experienced that extraordinary can deeply understand it. Sometimes I wonder if there will be people who miss deeply like poets in my heart? If so, where is it? If not, who should I miss? I think there will always be some, so that I can hide the seemingly seemingly missing in the lines, and from then on there will be another person in my lines. Winter is coming, when will the snow fall? I like the scene of snow and the supernatural tranquility. The flying snow renders all things in the world and silence the boundless world. When it snows, please don’t trample on the snow fields. What pure white it is. This is the unique color of this season. How can you break it. In the end, there is only one thing to say: the weather is getting colder and colder. My family and friends around me should take care of themselves and keep warm. 2011 nian 12 yue 17 ri in Wuhan Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

Categories
grdjzx

In I

There is always an insignificant thought, which keeps rising in my soul; There is always an inexplicable image, which wraps around my steps that I want to wander. Everything, until a 21-year-old figure approached me at the night when the lights were suddenly on, I thought that the crowds in the streets were surging in the daytime, turning into moths and lighting on the campus of the University of Technology. And I met you. No, I just met here. Then I brushed my shoulders like two passers-by and walked away gradually. Finally, I was still two strangers. At this time, no longer wandering in the novel plot at the age of 16, it was no longer the excitement of looking up to the gate of University last year. Life continues to go to the next stop. Maybe, this is my terminal for youth. After passing here, we had to start to compete in the society, just to make a living. People say the most beautiful scenery is at the next corner, but you are the most beautiful scenery in my life and later life. No matter how beautiful a woman is, she can’t stand the weather of time. I treat you forever as beauty. Beauty is graceful and luxurious, and water comes from Lotus. There is only one kind of soul, whether it is a demon, a sage or even a common man, there is a clear spring hidden deep in his soul, which moistens his beloved people and relatives without reservation. I once took wandering as the foundation of my youth, and I thought wandering was a kind of life. But everything always stops because of you and is abandoned for you. I no longer classify life as a sail of the boundless sea, living with the wind and falling with the tide. I don’t want to put my feet on the prodigal son, thinking that wandering from north to south is my track. How many half dreams and half awakes? I am amazed that life is an unexpected encounter. A person’s life, at least to me, is too tiny and humble than the world and history. Wake up from the pillow, when the memory has not recovered, just like a person who has lost the memory, just dozens of seconds, the memory reorganizes again, and then start a new life, which is repeated day by day, I will have a feeling of waking up like a dream, and occasionally I will feel that life is like a dream, and I can’t restrain my delight in many moments like this: I have grown up again, I doubt whether the constantly emerging beard is the witness of growth. Maybe, if you see a familiar face in a young age in a crowd of people who are still located in a strange city and a strange Street after a long time, or wake up from class one day, is it a strange witness of life to find that there are still those friends who are not good at junior high school? Life does not stand for my thinking; Does not flow back with my consciousness in an instant; Does not magnify with my extravagance. And will my soul grow old with me and disappear completely with my leaving. The purple flowers of phoenix tree fall and fall on the branches, and Bloom and bloom. Carved circle after circle in the bones of the phoenix tree. I thought of a paragraph from this: Phoenix tree, you were born when I was born; You were still young when I died. I am almost 21 years old. When I think that my little sister will grow up, just like me at the age of 21, and like the girls around me, I won’t peep at the girls around me with an endless imagination any more. When I was in high school, I concealed my trembling and told him: hold on to my boring belief. When I got to college, I could do what I wanted to do and change my destiny. I am also facing all this. I learned to share some burdens that men should shoulder with my father and encourage the lost people around me. At the age of 21, I told myself: I have never been old, and I have always been in good shape. Like (prose editor: prose online) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

Categories
Exwmawbz

This life

Like a long-drought land longing for rain and dew, like a grass longing for the Sun, like a lost person longing for light in the dark night, like a sailing ship looking forward to landing, unable to tell why, I miss him very much, such a yearning! Such sadness! When I sang the song “lovesickness” in the past, I had no experience at all, but now when I sing it, I find it is the most real portrayal of my heart. Dear, if you can love me with a sincere heart, what can I do for you? I would like to cook the most common meal for you in the days that I seldom get together in the future; I would like to wash your dirty clothes with my warm hands, and even wash your feet once; willing to give you gentle comfort when you are tired; Willing to cry with you when you are frustrated; Willing to grieve for you when you are in pain; when you are happy, I am willing to feel happy for you. I really hope that the love between us is divorced from the secular world, rather than pure material or utilitarian love. We have reached the age of talking about marriage, so there is no need for us to be implicit, although it is not easy to say the word “love. I spent two classes writing this long letter to you. I didn’t know why I had so many words to tell you. I didn’t stop writing until it was time for me to attend the fourth class. It was not easy to wait until the school was over, while cooking, I continued to write. As a result, the dishes were fried and burnt, so I had to make do with it. In this way, I finally finished writing such a long letter with nearly ten pages. I breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down to think about it. I even felt so vague about everything about you, what on earth do I like about you? However, I am so eager that you will give me warmth and love, and that you can give me a sincere hug with solid arms. This is the feeling I have never felt before! Dear, I am longing for your love and looking forward to your love. This feeling is as colorful and poetic as the beautiful and fantastic cloud neon under the setting sun in the western sky. Now, your love came to me. In that deep quiet night, we were chatting with each other without requirement, utility or cunning, No Deception. My heart is boiling and melting by you. I only feel like I am in a dream. Dear, your story is my song. I am willing to share happiness and sorrow with you in this life! The beautiful scenery evokes my lovesickness. It is spring. The sun is warm on people. Walking on the road in the country, my heart is unspeakable carefree. On both sides of the road were large tracts of green wheat seedlings. The breeze blew, and there was a green sea. On both sides of the road are poplars and willows planted by people. The leaves are already the size of copper coins. In the breeze, they stretch their waist. I like them, I like the tall, magnificent and extraordinary poplar trees, and I prefer the graceful willow trees. You see! The Willow with soft branches and green colors swung slightly in the breeze. The shy and elegant expression seemed like a graceful girl, you will feel like you have entered a dream full of emerald green-you are in a trance, real and complicated, which makes you linger and enjoy endless aftertaste. Seeing the Willow, I felt my eyes were bright, which relieved my fatigue, as if I had polished the window of my heart again. The beautiful scenery reminded me of my love for him. Dear, I will write a song named “tell your love” for you: invite friends, go hiking in the wild, and have no choice but to love each other. Recently, I have a long time in my heart, and I hope that spring will stay forever. Thinking about things, like a dream, endless sorrow. Duckweed drifts, I am afraid that no one will give priority to the Red E! Like (prose editor: prose online) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

Categories
Locqbb

Left-wing

Recently, the famous anti-corruption writer nianren, who was listed as one of the ten modern left-wing writers in our country, was hired as a professor of Chinese literature by Guangzhou Huashang Vocational College. In the current literary world of Guangdong, nianren is an outstanding young and middle-aged writer with high yield and literary achievements. He graduated from Chinese department of Northwestern University and has extensive and profound attainments in journalism and literature. He is not only an excellent journalist, but also a essayist and novelist with great achievements in literary creation. He has created more than 10 novels, biographies, Trilogy of prose collection and theory collection “News Writing Guide”, etc. In recent years, Comrade nianren has been more active in creating works and actively shouting for workers, peasants and soldiers. Following Chairman Mao’s “speech at Yan’an Forum on Literature and Art” spirit, he followed the road of combining workers, peasants and soldiers, according to the origin of life, the creation principle which reflects life and is superior to life has created a batch of literary and artistic works which reflect the real life themes of workers and peasants under the shadow of characteristic society, such as “land resentment”, “tears shed on the Pearl River”, “The Weeping Baiyun Mountain”, “the unforgettable nine years” and so on are deeply loved by the vast number of workers, peasants, soldiers and college students. Known as the writer who started the first shot of left scar literature in the new era. The writer nianren was hired as a professor by Guangzhou Huashang Vocational College, expecting nianren to make persistent efforts on the road of literary creation, under the guidance of Chairman Mao’s proletarian revolutionary literary route, for the vast number of workers, peasants, soldiers and college students, create more and more impressive artistic works. (Author: Socialist soldier) Like (prose editor: Ke Er) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…