The winter season in the south of the Yangtze River is unusually cold, with temperatures below zero Celsius. Ziyi is used to napping for a while and falling asleep at night. The pendulum clock ticks and ticks at night. The quiet and clear voice intrudes into her mind. She is awake, helpless and tormented. A person’s missing invades her, and she suffers like a nightmare. Firstly, seven years ago in spring, Ziyi and Yan Hui met each other in Shuixiang. The young Ziyi flower was young and charming. She gazed at the shadow of the pool.
In this world, there are quite a large number of people who live hopelessly, they are living in a muddle. Said to be for family children, in fact, no family children, their eyes are dim, live a life at a glance, in fact, their soul has died, but the body still exists in this world. It seems that there is no love, hatred or hatred. It is not interested in anything, but in money.
Yesterday I heard that two former project colleagues had left their jobs. The reasons for leaving the company are not complicated: one is that the leader criticized the failure to do a good job and submitted the resignation application with all his heart and soul; the other is that he submitted the resignation application after losing a quarrel with his colleagues. In fact, two things are nothing in the adult world at all. On projects, work and life are always complicated and detailed.
Hold your hand and go out for a walk. Jia Junhuan of Wushan, Gansu Province, will choose a spring day and go out for a walk. Put aside the troubles of the world, there is no flashiness, no hindrance, just to find the quiet in the depths of the soul. Flowers blossom on the streets, willows sprout, clear sky, birds chirp, spring has been visible, ears can be heard. Take a good mood, open the door and go out. It’s already changed outside.
At 5:30 in the morning, I rolled up. The wife said, “Go running?” “Yesterday we ran 16 kilometers and had a rest.” I continued to dress. “Why do you get up so early? You can’t sleep.” His wife muttered and went to sleep. And I quickly went into the bathroom and started a new day. Many friends think the same way as my wife. Don’t get up so early in the morning unless something really happens. and
A tree blossoms, is the warmth of life / Ziyunyan District courtyard wall, planted many roses. Initially very small, soft and weak appearance, soft branches, stretching a few light green leaves, like a very young girl. As soon as spring comes, they are like greedy children, each leaf stretches vigorously, trying to suck the spring sunshine. On that slender branch, no
In spring, rainy season, everything recovers because of spring rain. Spring, no summer heat, no autumn withering, no winter cold. Spring is the beginning of a year, but also the starting point for the reincarnation of all things. Spring rain, like washing the dust of all things, washes a heart of negative energy. The sound of rain outside the window, continuous drizzle, not noisy and restless, break the quiet, but also can not interrupt the noise. A crowded crowd
Every stage of life has different attitudes, childhood naivety, young frivolous free and easy, and then, perhaps calm and elegant, or calm and peaceful, which I have not experienced at present, I can only do what I think is valuable from my age at this stage. In junior high school, because of family reasons, I was no longer the innocent sunshine boy in my childhood, and began to understand something, I
Does every girl go crazy about her hair every once in a while? Does every girl have a particular expectation of her hairstyle? Does every girl have the idea of “I’ll never cut my hair again” when she’s finished cutting her hair? A few days ago, I always felt a lot of hair, and the hairstyle was ugly. I always wanted to have a satisfactory haircut. Cut off all the yellow hair dyed last year and keep it.
The lost forest in the late autumn mountains, thick and light ink, brush by brush, occasionally golden or Red Mosaic among them, let me imagine lightly… I like my hometown, like every inch of land in my hometown, especially the forest in Xishan. Walking through it, breathing the fragrance of the forest; listening to the singing of birds; feeling the natural beauty of the mountains and forests. At this time, it seems that from the depths of the mountains and forests will float.
Hug (Shizuishan) Huinong Mengdong author Hu Min has been looking forward to you from the moment he plunged into your arms. However, when the day finally arrives, you are the one who misses you all the time. My beneficiary farmer! Spring goes to autumn, flowers fade and blossom. The footsteps of time stopped three million years ago, when a great river, the primitive Yellow River, was born. Far mountains and near waters, soldiers
On Saturday afternoon, the spring was bright and melting. The daughter-in-law said that the willow branches along the moat should be green. Go and have a look. So she went by car. To Liberate Your Excellency’s car, at a glance, you can see that touch of new green, light green, emerald green, like a newborn baby, with a vibrant vitality of life, let people see it particularly exciting. “Jasper make-up into a tree height, 10,000 hanging green silk tapers”, willow branches soft, rippling
Days are real and trivial. We often look forward to the arrival of summer in the spring breeze in March. We also feel the rush of time in the autumn lintel. Years make people old. When we are wandering and depressed, time has passed quietly. Lifetime is very short, too short to see the scenery, has missed, too short to cherish, has lost, so you have to see the road under your feet, meet and depart.
Spring Wulianshan Xingliang Weishan Spring Tour Wulianshan Pioneer car to the county, driving past Wulian County, then straight to Wulianshan Scenic Area. The Wulian Mountain Scenic Area covers a total area of 68 square kilometers and is a national AAAA-level tourist area. It is composed of Wulian Mountain and Jiuxian Mountain. It is a provincial tourist resort. The development of Wulianshan Scenic Spot has also changed from sightseeing to leisure and vacation tourism, thus enhancing tourism.
Spring melts into Yishan, Liangweishan, Yishan, and spring is full of flowers. In the melting of spring, Yishan, known as “Dongtaishan”, is climbed. Yishan, known as “Haiyue” in ancient times, ranks first among the five major towns and mountains in China, and is historically known as Yishan in Dongzhen. Yishan is a famous cultural mountain with a long history. Its main peak, Yuhuangding, is 1032 meters above sea level. It is known as “Xianshan in Luzhong”. From the Yellow Emperor Dengfengyi Mountain, Shun Zhaofeng Mountain and Dingyi Mountain
East wind heating, the earth spring, looking forward to a whole winter, spring, you finally come. “Everyone has an acre of land in his heart, and every one has a dream in his heart, what to plant with it, peach, plum and spring breeze…” When I was young, I often listened to my mother sing this song, but I never understood how spring breeze could be planted. Until I was in the spring breeze, wandering in the spring, I couldn’t help but feel suddenly
After reading the article “Because I’m in that position”, my mood is very surging, and I have firmly set the direction for my future work, that is, “In its position, seek its government, achieve its goal.” “Scenery is far away, life is near.” Close to our lives, that is work, and we are working every day. Responsibility for work, that is, responsibility for our own lives
Nakeri Travel Notes / Wang Zhengfang lived in Pu’er (Simao) of Yunnan Province yesterday. Today, he is going to visit Nakeri, an ancient post station on the Tea-Horse Road. There are no clouds and hazes that I am used to seeing. There are clean air and white clouds in the blue sky. While my wife Yaxue and grandson Shuya were still struggling in the cold and haze, I was sitting in the summer pond, enjoying the blue sky, the warm sun and the fresh air.
It was a spring many years ago, and I was a child. The grass on the riverbank emerged from the soil, revealing its tiny green head. As I passed the river bank, I noticed a small grass with a shell on it. Its stem is slender and its young leaves curl up in a muddy yellow shell. I approached and looked carefully. It turned out that the shell was a rotten peach nut shell. This “grass” was actually a small peach tree.
That was many years ago. I was still a child. People who are dozens of miles round rush to the home market when it meets. The small bazaar suddenly became lively, and the crowd rushed around like a tide. Mother was riding me on her bicycle. She bought a bunch of leek and apples, a bag of laundry detergent at the grocery store, and then pushed her bicycle through the crowds.