Although the wind was not very strong last night, it was enough to make a long night colder and colder. The morning weather is gray, occasionally I feel snowflakes sliding through my face. Looking at the dim street lights shaking in the wind, everything is immersed in a cold mood. The outline of winter has become clearer and clearer. It’s eight o’clock. Is the sun lazy and can’t see its expression?
Alternative Prose (Poetry) “Ask Winter” you are trying to arrange the Miao Tiannu scattering flowers, who do you want to tempt? Are you planning to dress in plain silver, in Yishan, or in Meishui? Whose instructions do you have to make the sky freeze and the earth close? Are you trying to hide the ugliness of the world or something else? You put aside seven colors, do not love red makeup, prefer plain face, do not feel boring?
I and the mouse are two worlds of life, from the origin of human beings to today’s civilized society, thousands of years we have no contact, it steals its food to eat, I sleep in my blindfold, unrelated to each other. Developing like this, we will never have any intersection from birth to death, let alone I will keep it, or wipe out love sparks with it in a bar in Chengdu. Who ever thought that a mouse was somewhere?
In our dull life, there is a kind of beauty which is easy to be ignored and noticeable, that is, the grace of life. It is like a light breeze blowing in your heart from time to time. After years of settling, it will let you abandon the troubles and pains, embrace your strong, rational, calm and wisdom. In an instant, happiness will permeate your palm, containing joy and warming your original fragility.
I remember when I was a teenager, my family, like many peasant households in the suburbs of Shanghai, raised one or two sheep a year. The sheep stable is in the corner of the firewood house. Every day after school, with neighbors and small partners, lead sheep to the field to graze. As soon as the lamb arrived in the field, he was in high spirits and jumped for joy. While he was “moo, moo” and cheering, he greedily nibbled on the fresh grass beside the track and field and the river. Wait till the lambs eat
Since the relaxation of the two-child policy, the birth rate is not optimistic, on the contrary, the birth rate is on the decline. With the rapid development of economy and society, women’s age of first marriage and first child-bearing in our country also shows a trend of delaying. It is these factors that make the number of children in our country decrease in 2017. In addition, the fertility desire and behavior of families with fertility conditions are also affected and restricted by many factors.
In Tang Taizong’s Poems on Watching Snow, there are “autumn clouds all over the mountains at night, Su Xue Xiao Ninghua”. Fig into a thousand pieces, half oblique against the wind. No makeup, no trees, no flowers. Thank you for your glorious sunshine. The temperament, beauty, elegance and magnificence of snow are described vividly and vividly. The beauty of snow is very special. That snow type, snow color, snow condition, snow rhyme, snow heart, snow pistil, can let you have a special feeling.
I don’t know if it’s God’s favor, or whether it’s the dancers who are fond of ink, but under the cover of continuous cold winter clouds, it’s so warm that on December 12, Chenghua Cultural Museum of Chengdu City, in a special way, deduced the 249th theme activity of Wenyou Department of Sichuan Prose Society, which left a fragrant stamen in the sky of Chengdu. The joy of true happiness, bathed in the sunny sky, more than 30
Confucius said: 300 poems, thinking innocently. The essence of The Book of Songs is broken in one word. The love in The Book of Songs is sincere and beautiful without any impurities. Every time I read it, it brings a smile and touches my heart. First, Guanguan Yongyu is on the river island. Fair lady, good gentleman. The Beautiful Birds in the Book of Songs, Guanyong, Living on the Sand Bar, The Beautiful Woman has fallen in love at first sight.
Learning a happy life often leads me to ask myself, what is life? Where is happiness? Think about it. Isn’t life full of wonders? Coming into this world, our ancestors, who have inherited our blood for tens of millions of years, have to go through many vicissitudes of life and great changes, but also through how incredible, no difference in the pool of changes, in order to create the present you, me and him. Think of it, I don’t.
Some people say: Women are made of water! Not only refers to women’s tenderness, but also refers to women’s tears can flow out at any time. Even when he is happy, he does everything possible to make his girlfriend happy. A joke is accompanied by a humor. She is crying and her face is sad. Tears are twirling in her eyes and saying, “Are people upset? Are you still happy? That’s the threshold of his toes and skeletons?
For singles, Friday night is the hardest time to pass, and it is also the longest and hardest time to start at 9:00 a.m. The phone of Xiao Li, a female colleague in Aqiang’s office, started ringing. Either this evening for dinner or that for dancing, when the phone stopped for a short time, she complained: “Damn, so many bored people, my God! Black Friday.” But at the same time,
Title: Xiaoming takes the subway author: Gu Zhanhong Xiaoming returns to his hometown. When he takes the subway, the No. 1 security officer checks a person’s luggage. “Please open your bag and let me see if it’s toxic?” The passenger was very angry when he heard it. “Then you suspect me!” I just don’t open the package.” Security officer No. 2, explaining to the passengers and apologizing at the same time, finally the passengers understood the disassembly.
First, [planting lotus] clock ticking, ticking… Tears of joy fling down the corner of their eyes, rosemary and whispering, who secretly promised at the beginning of the New Year that the old year’s wishes were always “in the clouds” or that the joy of the New Year was slowly tapping the moment to play with his bright eyes gradually fading the tender glow of the old face slowly.
Half a branch of plum blossoms, waiting for the Spring Letter/Ziyun smoke in the deep winter, looking forward to a flying snow, embellishing the winter monotony and cold. There is no need to travel far to the suburbs. In the lane of the small dean, it is enough to feel the chill of winter. Appreciating plum is an elegant thing in winter. The arrival of a snow makes the quiet plum garden full of tourists. Stepping on the thin snow on the ground, stepping into the plum orchard, the plain petals, and uuuuuuuuuuu
Happiness is roughly the same, but unfortunate families have their own misfortunes. I was born in a poor family. My birth was very unfortunate. From the moment I was born, I was doomed to have nothing, no land, no house. My father is a businessman who rents houses and opens department stores in the village, and my mother is a farmer who picks up manure and pours vegetables. When I was a child, I was bitten five times by a dog named Chen and never lost money.
In March 2011, in Zhongdian, affected by nuclear pollution caused by Japan’s earthquake, tsunami and nuclear power plant explosion, salt rush occurred in Shanghai, Guangdong, Jiangsu, Zhejiang and other places. Within two days, salt rush spread across the country, spreading to towns and villages. It is unbelievable that its scope, speed and influence are as wide as Japan’s nuclear proliferation. Fortunately, governments at all levels attach great importance to it.
In the past, life was very slow. Everything beautiful could be felt slowly and loved quietly. Occasionally, I saw these three pictures, especially liked them. I tried to match them with three pieces of words to express my little joy in words. I was glad to open my eyes when the first ray of Fresh Sunshine jumped onto the windowsill in the morning. Listen quietly to the singing of birds outside, squint
Describe a big thing, how to expand it? There are also many small events that can be nested. Listen to the following, and give you a detailed analysis of what effect can be achieved by comparing events. Author: Gu Zhanhong’s title: Xiao Ming’s Late Notes. First time: Students make up the reasons for being late. Content: All the students are late. Maybe it’s about the party last night. You’ve been thinking about getting along for a while.
On the afternoon of New Year’s Eve 30, the noisy bazaars on the main streets of our small town for half a month were finally dispersed. The meat stalls, non-staple food stalls, fruit stalls, Spring Festival couplets stalls and fireworks stalls, which covered the whole street in disorder, were all left behind. On the empty streets, all kinds of abandoned garbage were left in a mess. People had prepared their New Year’s Goods Goods Goods and returned home. It’s New Year’s Day. annually