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The calendar on the wall tells me that today is the last day of 2009. Today is a good day to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new. I should be happy, they said. I looked at myself in the mirror carefully and stroked my face. Tears slowly flowed out. Suddenly, I began to cry to myself in the mirror. I could cry without scruple and cry bitterly. I was the only one in the deserted house. On this happy and joyous day, no one knew that there was another one I hid in the room and cried. I hate those noisy firecrackers, even fear. I covered my ears. I longed for quietness, but I was afraid of quietness. So I listened to music and the noisy sound of musical instruments all day long, which made me not so lonely. After reading the book for a while, I felt it dull. Looking out of the window, I also want to go out for a walk. When I was about to go out, I found that the Spring Festival couplets had been posted on my door. The old spring couplets have not been torn clean, and the dark red paper marks seem to be visible. There was someone setting off firecrackers downstairs, and finally when the Roar stopped, piles of red paper remained on the ground, fragmentary. At first glance, it looks like fallen flowers. It was very cold in the street, and the coldness bit by bit eroded the body, and the hands were slightly purple. I used to sell a pair of gloves early every winter to keep my hands warm. But this year, my hands have been exposed in the cold wind, but I don’t cherish them any more. The pedestrians on the street are all three to five, walking together, and there are few people like me alone. Walking silently, without purpose and direction, I also want to let myself integrate into the atmosphere of Spring Festival. I remember that when I was a child, a few weeks before the Spring Festival, I began to get excited and counted the days. My parents will also buy some new clothes, shoes, toys and delicious snacks for my brother and me. On the New Year’s Day, my mother arranged a sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner in the kitchen, and my father put up his own spring couplets with a basin of paste. My brother and I were busy cleaning the room, the yard, and playing with the neighbor’s children. In the evening, the family had New Year’s Eve dinner around the small table and chatted with joy. However, today’s Spring Festival can no longer find the original feeling. It has degraded into a simple and gorgeous ceremony, reminding people that one year has passed. Facing relatives, I don’t want to talk. Eat quietly and sit quietly. Hearing the familiar greetings and care, my nose became sour, but I tried to hold back the tears. Keeping a person’s new year, so cold and cold. I’m really tired. I’m just carrying a heavy load. This is a lonely road, only I walk alone. In the TV, the New Year bell rang, and it was time to make a wish. I pray in the most devout way. May we all be happy. May your relatives be healthy and happy. May your friendship last forever. May God give me the persistence and talent of creation. May you treat everyone sincerely with a kind heart. May you be new always smile for a year, to warm others and myself if God can only realize one wish for me, I only wish that I wish that one can last for a long time, one can last for a long time, one can live for a long time, one can live for a long time. After writing these words, I looked up and saw the light blue and distant sky unique to deep winter, the quiet snow and pigeons on the roof, and the light sunlight. I want to go to a place where I can reach out to touch the blue sky which makes people palpitate, and overlook the towering mountain peaks, which are like Jade flashing snow throughout the year. At that time, I will look at everything in the world with the softest and gentle eyes. Postscript: Now, I stand at the end of 2011 and look through the words I wrote on the last day of 2009. It turns out that I have always been full of attachment and reluctance to things that are about to disappear. I don’t know where to hear a song, the melody has been forgotten, but the lyrics still clearly remember: Flowers and shadows enter the water, people fall into dreams, and wind and rain float. Deep in the sea of stars, there is no cold, and you sleep alone. Unbearable back to first look young, human hard to predict. People all over the world, joys and sorrows are dreams. Lonely Road, bosom friends are hard to meet. Helpless When, may wish to wind month hazy. Don’t let it down, like water and tenderness. Song, yuan hua cai yun fei. Thousands of words, when the flowers fall, the water flows eastward silently. In 2011, I will wait for the coming of the new year in the rest of the day. No regrets, no complaints, no sorrow, no joy. 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Cloud Appreciation

This time I went to Yangzhou and was lucky to buy a seat in the last row near the right window. I didn’t have the chance to see the scenery outside the plane seriously before, either because of the low visibility or the lack of access to the window, with the takeoff of the plane, the plane shook a little in the rising airflow. I didn’t feel much before. Through the window, I could see the tension of the wing, and even the shaking of the plane was amplified by the wing, it looked very dangerous. My eyes were flying with the plane, passing through the clouds, and the sunshine was very bright. It was the first time to see such beautiful clouds, which were connected and stacked together, just like the snow on the vast plain, far away, it is an arc-shaped horizon connected with the blue sky, which is very pure. There is only the boundless snow and the blue filling space between the heaven and the earth, just like the most beautiful moment when the sky is clear and turbid again. I thought this kind of beauty would become eternal, but when the snow melted, the number of clouds was still limited, and finally the whole Sky could not be covered. Some water surface appeared from time to time in front of me, oh, we are not flying on the wasteland, Below us was a sea full of ice and accumulated deep snow. Who said that it was not the water surface. It was really shocking that there was a sun reflected under the plane, what kind of refraction is so vivid, at the arc-shaped junction of the sea and sky, overpasses rise in the sky, or ribbon pull horizontally. No, there are clouds floating on it, magic-real. The plane encountered strong airflow again, and the clouds were scattered and layered between ups and downs. The distance was clear. After a while, we had to look up to see the junction of clouds and the sky. After a while, we could overlook, it was just like being proud in the space. Unconsciously, the plane went through the clouds and the sea. I saw the real sea. We were close to Nanjing and had been to Nanjing before, but we hadn’t been to Yangzhou, looking forward to arriving early. 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…

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Fly xue fei xue

It snowed today, and the original travel plan was forced to give up. Looking at the flying snow all over the sky, I remembered several allusions, first of which was Cheng Menli’s snow. We live in this impetuous era, especially the tens of years of catastrophe experienced by our ancestors and parents. People often disobey their parents, not to mention respecting teachers and respecting morality. It has been a long time since we learned morality. When I went out to buy something and walked alone in the ice and snow, I suddenly remembered the scene of Lin Chong dancing guns in the snow and wind, which was a rare picture of beauty and heroism in the book. Seeing the heavy snow which melted the heaven and the earth into the same color, the weak literati would immediately dry the clouds of heroic spirit, suddenly like the spring breeze coming in the night, thousands of trees, thousands of pear flowers, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow, maybe a heavy snow can make people broad-minded. The ancients liked to collect snow and boiled it to make tea or make medicine Guide. In A Dream of Red Mansions, there was a passage of taking snow water as Medicine Guide. I really admire the quality of the environment in ancient times. If you do the same now, it would be no different from committing suicide by taking poison. I hope the heavy fog for several consecutive days will end with this heavy snow. Heavy snow can not only wash the air, but also wash people’s hearts. I don’t know when people living in this land will be able to fry snow and boil tea like the ancients. I hope I can see that day. 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…

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Ftmiiedrr

Early Spring

Inadvertently, spring has passed. The breath of spring is smeared with light green on the title page of all things, and the shackles of winter are also in the middle of the sound of Chunhua. Telescope sky, spring comes. Spring came so quietly, overflowing the light green hills, over the humid soil, over the clear rivers and perched on the patches of green leaves. What can be shown most in early spring is the indifferent and blooming spring flowers. After sleeping through the suffocating winter, I began to fight against the heavy shackles in the wet soil. The tender buds are soaked on the standing branches. If there are blooming stamens, the fragrance of the fragrant people will be elegant, decorating the scene of spring. Spring flowers I am not full of names. Walking on the quiet path of the flower path in early spring, I was overwhelmed by the sight: pink plum blossom, white apricot flower, pure white pear flower and all kinds of flowers seem to be in the garden in early spring, there is a competition of blooming speed. The footprints of running are already gurgling with sweat, full of the light of spring. If you are close to the tender flowers in early spring, you will have the faint fragrance of flowers, refreshing another feeling. Spring flowers are the steps that can best indicate the coming of spring in early spring, either light or slow, or spring flowers spread over branches overnight, and spring has entered thousands of people’s homes. In early spring, I felt the gentle cold rain. Spring rain is continuous, and it is very sad. The steps of spring rain are like a woman in the south of the Yangtze River, gentle and graceful. It seems to be the call of attachment to the Earth, or the waiting of the Earth touched the vast sky of clouds, often with wet tears in the eyes, shanran and under. Spring rain is delicate, and the light and timely arrival seems to be unwilling to disturb people’s dreams. It always slips through at night, leaving only the trace of tears in the morning. Spring rain is still cold, and it seems to pick up the lingering fear of winter, which makes people feel unapproachable. To birds spring. When the primordial birds chirped in the boundless sky, and the flying pigeons circled in the scene of spring, indifferent to the artistic conception of early spring. It is rare to hear the Twitter of sparrows when living in a city hurt by reinforced concrete for a long time. Fortunately, in early spring, I went to the edge of the city, in the woods and the mountain villages in the fields, I could get close to the nature and welcome the first sunshine of early spring. I also heard the long-lost sound of sparrows, and the happy magpie. In the early spring, the deep feeling was still those feelings which were hard to pour out. I accidentally met this group full of spring feelings, which was like warm sunshine, pouring soft light. However, people feel infinite warmth. Once holding the love in the light and singing the thin spring language, there will be a distant and sincere poetic transparent whole body, and all the true feelings will be like spring flowers, clean up the lead and brilliance. The warmth of this spring comes from groups, and the touch of this spring comes from the end of the world. The lingering of this spring will never end. We are the messengers of this spring. Maybe our distant dreams will regain the splendor of flowers in this spring. 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…

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Autumn- Loneliness is a wisp of wind-soaked in the gurgling water-faded away the light sorrow between the eyebrows-the smile beside the lips-then dyed with thin warmth- Miss- If a tearful flower-spreads in the wet water-the sound of flowers on the other shore-goes through the cold Pavilion of smoke water-the fragrance of flowers brings your blurred shadow- My heart-then fell into a piece of fragrance that seems to be nothing- A trace of meager happiness-comes leisurely— It’s just that we have been walking in silence-hanging love-far away in the cloud- -Wait- -Expectations- -Long- -Maybe someday-our love will slowly fall in front of us-but I-can’t go beyond Yingying within a short distance of water- Poor water-sit and watch the indifference when clouds rise- As time- As season- As dream– Just like you said-for love-our dream life-dream- We-willingly happy for it-sad for it-painful for it-concerned for it-live for it-live for it-tonight- The moon has been hidden for a long time-the lights of the two cities-will you encounter the distant place you want? Cool Autumn Wind-only left my missing for you- In a trance-the sad sound of the flute came from a distance-a young man chasing the wind-his clothes fluttered-wandering in the moonless night of the 24th Bridge-singing all the time-red crisp hands-yellow Vine Wine–leaning against the bar-Staring at the distant place of nostalgia-imagining whether each other will be on one day-reunion on the road of the purple Street world? Just Won Often Sit-window count once I like the window inexplicably and always feel that the window is the exit of dreams The scene in my dream is still the colorful loneliness and quietness. When I was bored, I picked up the bits and pieces that came when I was hiding, so I let them sleep quietly and wait for a windy day to wake them up gently and laugh with me. See the fallen flowers hidden in the south wind let the wind carry the miss for you the wind passes through the windowsill of fallen flowers and drops of flowing Color My World is gorgeous On you If the slightly cool fingertips can bloom the flowers of missing on the keyboard I I would rather live a long and lonely life as a beautiful poppies If you I am the flowers, people will suck them gently Even Miss addiction Even if lonely life If you die, you will get drunk first. If you get drunk, your heart will wrap around your fingers. If the flowers bloom in a season, the fragrance of a season will bloom. If you fall in love with me, I will not regret. Maybe it is a beautiful mistake for you to meet just Won [Responsible editor: yi er]] 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…