Title: The exaggerated author of filial piety: Gu Zhanhong Xiaohuang sleeps with air-conditioning at home, wakes up with a cold and is very angry. Why are you angry? Because you are not in a good mood. The day before yesterday, I hitchhiked home. It’s a long way from my school. During the ride, I vomited many times and felt dizzy. Of course, it would affect my mood. So I want to complain about the cold death brand air conditioning company, air conditioning design is not good enough, No.
Time is the most ruthless, you listen or not, see or not, it is slowly flowing, will not stop because of your sigh, or praise, it takes away the red, white silk, wherever you go, those shining, dark days in life are dyed into yellow black and white photos, a picture represents a memorable memory. The scene of the Spring Festival in childhood is in black and white tone.
I often think that flying should only belong to the patents of winged things, such as dragonflies, butterflies, such as geese, birds, etc. When I came into autumn, I saw yellow leaves like butterflies, flying buds, calling the world dark geese, and found that autumn also has a pair of invisible wings, which carries the hope of spring, the prosperity of summer, the good dreams of night, and the day.
People in middle age will have some feelings more or less, looking at the sky in a nostalgic mood, imagining the distant stars, yearning for a better future… Time flies like an arrow, time flies like a shuttle, flowing quietly away from the fingertips and sideburns, and many things seem to go away in a twinkling of an eye. For middle-aged people, after half a life of storms and hardships, perhaps the heart has long been.
1. When children are not doing well in their studies, they have to read a lot. Reading can improve children’s intelligence. The more things they read, the clearer their thoughts and the more active their intelligence is. Therefore, reading plays a decisive role in mental work. Secondly, students must keep in mind some knowledge, laws and formulas, which are the basis of his thinking, and only skillfully store these knowledge.
Another year, time passed too fast, I was still preparing for winter, spring is coming again. Has been recalling, recalling childhood, recalling yesterday, even recalling yesterday, I can not remember in textbooks, many years ago and friends play but remember clearly, do not know whether memory is good or bad. Every day I wake up, no matter how hard I try, I can’t remember and I don’t know what I’m dreaming about.
Through your eyes, you can enter your heart, this is my stubborn idea. But every time I see you, why don’t I dare look up at your eyes? For this reason, I am very anxious, in the pursuit of answers, the heart of pain to the noon sun turned over again or failed to find the results. Until one day I heard the song: “Where are you going, take my soul with you?”
As the first step, I can hardly imagine that the muddy scenic spot with beautiful scenery in the past will become the scene of Daxing’s garden greening and hot and noisy construction site. Looking round and round, the river is rippling in the hands, clear, rippling streams, this is the story of the Pihe River, once very fascinating here, many people, not the five lakes and the four seas, not the whole country, not equal to men and women.
No matter where they live, they will continue to survive in the real society, including towns, counties, four-tier cities, three-tier cities, two-tier cities and one-tier cities. No matter what they do, there are always some people who are slowly living in self-mockery. A few days ago, some friends complained that they had changed when they went back to their hometown last time. I’m surprised. It should be normal to say that, but his next words made me feel a little bit interested.
“Looking for Ginkgo biloba all over the world, in fact, the golden earth; as long as you open your eyes and look at it, the world crows colorful.” This is the poetry of Ginkgo biloba in this season. When I open my eyes, I can see the poetry of Ginkgo biloba with golden eyes. Really, it’s the annual leaf-watching season again. What? Appreciate leaves, grasp. I’ve only heard of flower appreciation, moon appreciation, lamp appreciation, appreciation… Today again
Wake up in the morning, habitually open Weixin friends circle, see Weixin friends’experience, experience and life. Once again, I was shocked to see someone say in pain at midnight: What is the purpose of people living in the end? When more and more people are discussing why people actually live, I think that in today’s materialistic world, more people are lost and even ignore this issue. This quilt material
Joke badge peace of mind is the most beautiful life posture I want. Noise and noise, red and wine, Ying Geyan dance, more and more meaningless gradually away. I refused to invite an old colleague to dinner several times. In this era, it was not a problem to eat anything. People invited me to dinner with you, but this day I really can’t push it off. Another colleague rushed to go. Old colleagues sit together and talk and laugh, No.
I have been far away from your river, not alienated, because I am already living in a foreign land. Far away, you can still hear the footsteps of climbing mountains and mountains, day and night, and still see your clear river full of stars with incomparable clarity. As long as I think of you – my hometown, the river in another country will also sprinkle the stars of my hometown. Whether awake or asleep, they will repeat that.
Fireworks in March, several weeping willows, Xishui Guqiao evening pavilion. A row of wild geese in the sky, miss the past. Wine alone, the most difficult to sleep, long night breeze light. Wine is not drunk, the mood is difficult to rest, the birds in front of the window keep singing. Flowers are interesting butterflies with oblique shadows and penetrating cold rain through windows. Depressed on the willow, wandering alone. In front of the door, the plane tree hides the dusk, the night sinks and the snack rain falls. Old acquaintances, miss like willow thin.
Insomnia in the night, tossing and turning. Getting used to staying up late and trying to go to bed early is not a wise choice. Sometimes it’s worse to change something deliberately. Through this sleepless night, I knocked down these fragmentary words to add a trace of emotion to this boring night. I hate sleepless nights and overwhelming emotions. Time Accumulation in the Year of 2018
Gu Zhanhong wrote a passage for you, since I was seven years old and sensible, I have been twenty-six years old. I have been writing for such a long time. I hope you can read it patiently. Early in the morning, I have to take advantage of the fact that I have just got up, I haven’t had time to brush my teeth and wash my face, I haven’t had time to dress up, I haven’t had time to dress and so on, and I haven’t had lunch yet, and I haven’t had dinner in the evening.
I have to take you as a point of view. In the ancient town of Wufengxi in Jintang County, Chengdu, I have to increase the thickness and weight of my life journey. After all, the expectations in the eyes of the mountain people, the candlelight of my soul, including the wet shirt, are also to find a way for me to write about your journey and create cause and effect traceability. In fact, stepping on Wufengxi is a rainy morning. It’s gloomy, but gray.
In Wen/Wang Xiaoxiang’s winter, besides bamboo and tea, there are also Chinese fir forests in the south of Anhui Province, which are full of lush trees in the mountains of Nalian. Cunninghamia lanceolata is an evergreen tree growing artificially in the mountains of southern Anhui. In my image, this kind of tree is very common. However, each fir tree looks like a folded green umbrella. Although it is a green body, it wraps its endoplasm too tightly, giving a person a lack of pride.
“The wind blew across the fields. It was very beautiful.” That’s what he said, and he only remembers to describe it so simply. Speaking of his last regret, he put his cell phone in his pocket and pulled out a cigarette. “It’s time to go home early that day.” I asked him what you would do if there was another chance. He shrugged. “What else can you do, you teach me?” Before he could answer, he got up and went to the car. “I didn’t use to.
Wen | Hao Dong Jiangchuan Road Metro Station is near my home. It just opened a few days ago and started to make a noise at a slightly quiet intersection. I don’t like to take the subway, but every time I sit, I look at people crowded in the subway, looking for everyone’s story from one face or another, young or vicissitudes of life. At six o’clock in the morning, everything on the side of the street was not fully awakened, and the street lamp standing alone on the side of the road seemed to be still there.