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[Introduction] the best way for me to use literary creation is prose. Because prose is the truest, the freest, the most beautiful, and the most accessible language of human soul. Almost every exquisite prose has a beautiful soul fluttering in it vividly. People should always have some faith to make life meaningful and valuable. If someone asks me: what do you believe in? I will answer: I believe in life. Because the context of life itself is something that interests people very much, of course, many of which are the things of scientists. But as an ordinary person, I believe that the existence of life is meaningful, and it is by no means as simple as living. Therefore, I can further say that I believe that my life is valuable and meaningful. No matter what kind of situation I encounter in my life, I will live happily and firmly, and live a meaningful and valuable life. The so-called meaningful and valuable means that while solving our own survival and development, we should do more meaningful and valuable things for this nation and the homeland we depend on. I think, to believe and pursue this meaning is to carry out a kind of thinking, looking for a kind of soul, a kind of soul world that can make people beautiful and noble. So how to explain the soul specifically? In my opinion, the soul is concrete, invisible and ethereal. More than a decade ago, the writer Ma Lihua quoted Tibetan words in his book “walking through Tibet”: soul is like wind. The wind is invisible but ubiquitous. I have been in this world for so long, and I feel the power of passing the wind is enormous and infinite, the freshness and comfort of passing the wind, and how it subtly penetrates into my skin and blood, become a part of the spiritual world that dominates me, become my God, my spiritual sustenance and the green grass that can be relied on. So there is no end to the pursuit of the soul world? I don’t know. I think maybe I can’t find this answer even if I spend my whole life energy. But I have no regrets. I expect my whole life and energy to pursue a kind of beautiful and noble soul, and work hard to build a world with kindness and sympathy, they are all striving to make their lives valuable and meaningful. One way I pursue the beauty of soul is literature writing. Because human beings are inseparable from literature, which is powerful. Literature can purify and transform human souls, making human souls noble and beautiful; Because human beings always have a potential spiritual desire, even if the material society is rich and colorful, or how poor and lagging behind, people are always eager to have a green home to settle their souls; Because people need passion, we need to place a kind of hope in the deep soul, and we need the soul to place a kind of beautiful vision in the process of flying. However, I think that this kind of hope and longing only belongs to those who watch the soul or build the soul world all their lives. Although this kind of life is a little desolate and lonely, it is rich, peaceful, pure, beautiful. The best way for me to use literary creation is prose. Because prose is the truest, the freest, the most beautiful, and the most accessible language of human soul. Almost every exquisite prose has a beautiful soul fluttering in it vividly. I benefit from it, and I also have a deep meaning: firstly, prose is a literary style of true feelings and feelings, and all those who are hypocritical should be far away from this genre; Secondly, prose should have thoughts, in other words, there should be a kind of thought emotion, otherwise it would be moaning without illness; Thirdly, prose writing requires the author to be honest and pay attention to accumulating the real emotional world, the real and rich life experience and emotional world can make the writer’s works thicker. That is to say, once writing is combined with personal destiny, the work may have a qualitative leap, or reveal a kind of desolation and profound feeling of life, or it is permeated with a kind of passion and vivid and beautiful character, and there must be a fascinating musical melody in it. But prose is also the art of language. It is naive to think that good prose can be written only by true feelings and feelings. So I like reading prose with beautiful and comfortable language, and when writing, my heart will still be as calm, indifferent and comfortable as reading prose, just like a pool of lake water in the Great Forest, a Cold Moon is reflected in the Qing Dynasty, and my soul is soaked in this lake water. Once it is expressed in words, my soul is like the wind floating in the western sky with the words of pastoral in July 2009: This article is my preface for my prose essay “thoughts of life. The guide has the low-I self-2008 nian since written I satisfactory 47 essay and prose, a total of 160,000 words, by Beijing has Chinese press published. 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. 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Listen to the wind

[Editor’s note]: Listen to the whisper and whisper of the wind, and the thoughts of Changfei are troubled. It is like a wisp of breeze curling around, and also like a gurgling stream slipping through. Feeling in the wind, flying in the wind. Feel the soul of the wind with your thoughts. At night, my heart was quiet and the wind was clear, but when the wind blew the hair, it also blew the mood. Let me be happy quietly, watching Ye Dong playing music in the heartstrings, playing the aftertaste of the past, the heartbreak at this time, and maybe the intoxication in the future. Close your eyes and listen to the wind to talk about insomnia, and ask I am is a bosom friend and a beauty, who knows that Lan Yan is also a love. The Twilight is so dark, and the little stars are full of clouds, which preserve all these beauty in the bottom of my heart. If it is happiness, I would rather have no daytime all my life. Let the wind blow the hair and dance in front of the forehead, let yourself know the gentle touch of the wind. Then let the wind blow into my ears, make my heart silent, and listen to the wind again. Knowing the wind, there are both sentimental and sad feelings. Then let the wind blow into the nostrils to relax the whole body and smell the sweetness in the wind. Knowing that the wind also has sweet and sour as well as bitterness. Then let the wind blow into your heart, make yourself transparent, and then close your eyes. Only then did I know that I could see everything clearly at this time. It seemed that I was pouring out something in a hurry in the night wind. Maybe I was regretful or sighed with emotion. It is the bitterness of the wind that makes the wind so cool in warm summer. When walking alone, I don’t know how deep the night is, because time is popular in the wind, but I become a blind child. [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…