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Quiet night

[Editor’s note]: Thinking about life and recalling the past in the whispers of autumn rain. People can’t make memories and escape from the wounds of the past many times. They always remember that they forget happiness sadly. Life is loneliness, but behind loneliness also represents wisdom and perception of life. Greetings author. There was a pattering autumn rain outside the window, and a gust of wind blew into the room, feeling the coolness of autumn. I sat alone in front of the computer, lit a cigarette, looked at the rising smoke, quietly listened to the rain outside the window, landing clear and crisp, like music. Look back, as matter. On the long road of life, we have gone through dozens of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and each cycle has left endless unforgettable memories. Take a deep breath of smoke and spit it out gently, which makes my eyes blurred. The dusty past has drifted quietly from the depth of my mind to my eyes. My childhood playmates have faded out of my memory for several years. How many times I wake up in dreams, their figures can’t be forgotten for a long time. I have dreamt back to my hometown for many times, still with the strong local accent, playing with my playmates on the bank of the canal and wandering in the woods. At night when the moon was bright, I stayed in front of the dim kerosene lamp, listening to the father’s chatting, or lying alone on the tall wheat straw pile, looking at the moon in the sky. It was so bright in my memory, so burning. The memory of childhood has been dusty, and now we have grown up. Several years later, we opened the door of memory again, leaving only a faint impression. A few years ago, I returned to my hometown and tried to recall the road I had traveled in my childhood. Suddenly, I found that everything was different. In my childhood memory, only the bright moonlight was still so clear. Tonight couldn’t sleep. Looking back, from Mongolian children juvenile into Forties. Life can’t stand several rounds of reincarnation. Life seems to be always a distant dream, which is the ultimate of infinite magnificence of our life. On the road of life, the glory of life is just like the phantom of desert. Looking back on the heavy and solid steps step by step, I suddenly realized that the heavy steps, what is crushed is naive and naive dreams, what is enriched is the heroic spirit of life and the natural and unrestrained maturity of life. Looking at the gray temples of my parents, facing the bright smiling face of my children, I learned the responsibility. It is often said that when raising a child, I know how to repay my mother’s kindness. It seems that I suddenly understand what the true feeling is overnight. I am an old-fashioned person. When you calm down, you always recall the past intentionally or unintentionally. From childhood to adulthood, I have experienced failures and also enjoyed success. Every experience is an intangible wealth. Over the years, I have formed the habit of being unwilling to pour out my heart to others. I always silently put pain and happiness on the tip of my pen and express my feelings with words. I am a person who likes recalling the past, but it does not mean conservative. From youth to the beginning of love, I have learned love in the hazy, hate in the dark, how many successes and failures in life, how many hard choices on the cross streets, how many times I have insomnia for feelings, how many times have you been alone in the night? I can’t remember every time in detail. Forgetting is the instinct of human beings. The one who forgets happiness is a fool, and the one who only remembers pain is a roundabout person. Only those who learn to forget pain and enjoy happiness will enter a new environment. I like to soak my thoughts with pain. Every time I experience pain, I will grow up. The past has passed away. A person who can recall the past is a happy person. Maybe we will live a better life several years later, but that is nothing but a castle in the air, nothing but looking at the moon in the water and watching flowers in the mirror. People are born with responsibility. Family responsibility and social responsibility put many people out of breath. People’s desires are endless, but people’s needs can be well satisfied, which is really a pair of perfect contradictions given to us by God. Most of the time, we should calm ourselves down, sort out our thoughts, relax ourselves, taste peace and enjoy loneliness. Besides the ups and downs in life, loneliness is the only thing worth tasting and cherishing. Everyone will experience loneliness without exception in his or her life, but not all of them can enjoy it. We have to say that it is a beautiful defect and a beautiful defect. At first, loneliness was just a cloud of rising smoke, or just a cup of bitter and happy light tea, a mouthful of bitter stuffy wine. However, after many years, you may understand that loneliness is a kind of taste of life, a kind of sublimation and introspection of the soul beyond the object. In any case, when you are lonely, you are all pure and true emotions, living pure and simple, tranquil and wise. The cigarette burning at the fingertips has gone out, the messy mood still cannot be smoothed, and still greedily enjoy the peace in the rain at night [responsible editor: ruoshui duckweed] like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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. 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