I stepped out of the rhythm of time, still got up on time before 6 o’clock. On the first day of the first lunar month of the Year of Pigs, there was no noise of the past morning. The driver and horse were hoarsing and shouting. It seemed that everything was still asleep. There were only scattered firecrackers and few pedestrians, just waiting for me to shine with the sky to meet the dawn awakening. Look, Daiheye, streetlights, courtyard lights, floating around
During the National Day last year, my father and I went to Jingdezhen, a famous porcelain capital both at home and abroad. Jingdezhen has a long history and profound culture. Originally known as Changnan Town, Jingde Town of the Great Song Dynasty, because of the good quality of blue and white porcelain produced in this town, Song Zhenzong gave the year number to this place, so Jingdezhen came into being. For thousands of years, there has been a Royal Kiln Factory, which specializes in firing ceramics for the Royal family. Act as
With the development of driving test documentary society, automobiles unconsciously enter the families of ordinary people. When I saw my colleagues and classmates driving cars in succession, the high-end consumption of cars, which I could not imagine years ago, began to tumble in my mind. After much deliberation, I finally signed up at the driving school. After all, if you want to buy a car, you must first pass the driver’s license. Otherwise, buying a car is not a decoration.
So far, I have had 28 birthdays, which are like a mark of life, branded in the rings of my memory. Every time I open my eyes, I can see the sun rising behind a few pines. Several pine trees grew on a small hillside, like a bald middle-aged man who lost his elegance. It was a humble hillside, and its ancestors named it “Dagongpo”. As the name implies, it must be
Xinjiang grapes are well-known, with a long history of cultivation and abundant variety resources. There are dozens of varieties such as seedless white, horse milk, red grapes, Kashgar Har, trivial grapes, especially Turpan seedless white. Located in the grape ditch of Flame Mountain Gorge in the northeast of Turpan City, grape shelves are stacked in layers, flowers and fruits are dotted with trees, and farmhouses are scattered in different places. Grape amusement park shaded by the sun, running water
On New Year’s Eve, I had a bowl of boiled rice and got off the table because I was not feeling well. Open the address book and make a few phone calls. In the past few years, I don’t like to call people on my own initiative, send information to people on my own initiative, or even refuse to call when I feel angry. At first, some friends took the initiative to call, and over time, they gradually alienated themselves. On New Year’s Eve,
In Gansu, Wushan, Du Jihong, in my hometown, Wushan, when the Spring Festival, every family should use carrot silk, vermicelli, water spinach, fried bean curd, bean sprouts or lentils buds to mix cold dishes. All kinds of dishes are mixed together, cut across a large number of pig meat that has been boiled and boiled in the early days, and cut a fillet of green horns, and sprinkle salt and sprinkle a good four. Gate or Beach Getou Vinegar, New
The grass will have no horseshoe, and the willows along the river have changed their clothes. The pool water melts in the spring and the cold wind warms up. In spring, there is a kind of inexplicable feelings, light reading, a warm, light hair, plain elegant. I live in a shabby room, the bridge flowing water, blue river and mountain, heart and mind, thoroughly cool. Planting another pot of orchid, the clear air emits Wanlikun. Then, “and try new tea with new fire, and take advantage of the time of poetry and wine.
If you haven’t experienced my journey, don’t criticize my path. This sentence reminds me of what an old friend once said, “If you want to be me, you have to experience everything about me”. Yes, without the companion of the journey, why criticize other people’s experiences, and talk about their rights and wrongs? Why do you want to have someone else’s possession when you don’t have someone else’s experience? Others
“… In the afternoon, butterflies are still flying in the glass window, desperately forward, in front, very close, there is sunshine, there are flowers and plants. In the evening, this beautiful butterfly is still persistent, hard-working and flying. It stirs up its wings violently, tired and rests. It believes in itself, its eyes and feelings, it is a persistent butterfly with firm faith…” I imagine the beautiful wings of butterflies, imagine
Today is the last day of my life year. Maybe it’s the fatigue of this year. I really can’t get up this morning. My daughter crept over the railings from her little bed and climbed into my bed. My daughter snuggled up to me, so we lay in bed lazily, enjoying the warmth of the bedclothes at this time, happiness instantly overflowed in my heart, how I wish the time would stagnate at this moment… Every year in the Spring Festival
[One] Years have been noisy, but it feels different. Businessmen can promote sales and negotiate fairly. There are so many goods in our eyes that we are always in a good mood to rush to buy them. The Chinese knot of all the people is to catch up with pigs and gold.  Shuttle market is looking for the year’s savor, the year of sloppy vomiting. In the living room of the Second Birth Warriors, the two dolls were playing and tumbling. Pickled halogen and incense banquet guests and friends, all over the house auspicious cover smoke and dust.
The smell of New Year’s Day Waste Listen to many people complain that “Now New Year’s Day is getting worse and worse”. However, no one can tell what the taste of the year is. Yeah, what on earth is the taste of New Year? Take childhood for example, when supplies were tight, to the New Year’s Day, a talent voucher to supply points of New Year’s goods. Because my parents have to go to work, when I was a sophomore in primary school, I began to take my sister to buy New Year’s Goods. It’s a new year’s product.
The change of the Spring Festival in Yunhe Town has lost its “poor taste” and “strong flavor of the year”.
Development Network (Wang Wenhua) Xunyunhe Town is known as Jintang’s “South Gate”. Its land is fertile, its facilities are perfect, its commerce and trade are active and flourishing. The Zishui River runs through the whole town for up to 10 kilometers. In recent years, based on the positioning of “ecological fishery water town, health tourism town”, Yunhe Town has promoted the adjustment of agricultural structure according to market changes, initially formed a special aquatic product as the pillar and high-end aquaculture as the leading factor.
Thirty years ago, the residents of this small town could not live without the stone arch bridge. At that time, although the city was not big, there were many stone arch bridges across the river. And each bridge has a very Southern Bridge name, such as the city center bridge, Jiangsi bridge, Huilan bridge, Cangqiao, Banqiao and so on. Most of these bridges were built in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. So far, they have a history of at least two hundred years. They can be said to have gone through vicissitudes of life and withstood the wind and frost.
Wen Jiang Guicong, you sat in front of the computer with tears in your eyes, listening to Mr. Jiang Yuheng’s Cheers to the Past and counting the past year. Looking back, it is full of tears – Soul monologue experience has gone through, tears are afraid of what is too late; the efforts are enough, what regrets will there be? Your regret is to see you again and never see you again. A few days ago, there was a reader
Never need to wait for you to come with the laughter of the whole journey, the firecrackers of the whole journey, the voices of the whole journey, the wishes of the whole journey, the deepest feelings of the whole journey… Endless Happy New Year with Gongwei. On New Year’s Eve, flowers blossom with happy smiling faces/My eyes open the buds of spring. Spring Festival is pulled out of the veil of the chest “click” sound surpasses a wave of farmers and hands stroking wheat seedlings.
Today is the last of the twentieth solar terms of the year. It’s cold. It should be the coldest day of the year. After this solar term, it’s time for the spring of the next year. When I was very young, every season, adults would teach children to recite the old ballad: spring sun turns, rain along the river; startle crows, spring equinox dries; clear and busy planting wheat, Grain Rain planting fields.
Also talk about “contentment” and “unsatisfactory” articles / Zhang Qingming (net name Xiao Yueyue) calm and calm, concentrate on leisure products, a close look at Ouyang Dexiang teacher’s “chatting about”contentment”and”unsatisfactory”articles, like a good medicine to wake up the world, let me read the fragrance, benefit a lot, so inspiration, also came out”chatting about “contentment” and “insufficiency”, in order to Xiangwen friends and poetry. They can chew better.
Xinjiang walnut spreads all over the north and south of Tianshan Mountains, with tall and tall banks, umbrella-like crowns and fruitful branches. Especially in Hetian, Southern Xinjiang, walnut cultivation has a long history. There is a beautiful legend about the history of walnut cultivation among local people. It is said that Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty took sutras from the West and traveled through the desert. He was hungry, thirsty and tired. He suddenly met with a strong wind and passed out in a coma. When I woke up, I found a big tree in front of me. It was full of fruits.