The afternoon sunlight is too dazzling to dare to look at it. Standing in the sun, the sun burning skin pain, but also had to find a shade, quietly sit down. In front of my body is a small stream running westward, and the color of the river is greenish. There are some ripples on the surface of the water, and then a small vortex formed at the corner. I couldn’t stop looking at the running water. I felt it in a moment.
Growing up on the road, has been complaining about God’s injustice, did not give me a pair of good parents, did not give me a pair of good teeth, did not give me a good face. I want to smile and face life with optimism and smile with the most sincere smile. Unfortunately, I can’t laugh. Everything is fate, fate has given me such an environment, such an environment has created such a me, such a
Wen / Xin Rou suddenly looked back, and saw the Mid Autumn Festival again. The sweet osmanthus blossoms blooming, and a fragrant shadow surges. On the desk calendar, a number of papers that symbolize the passage of time are torn away from page to page. The old time has been unable to pick up, like the falling autumn leaves, dispersed with the wind. The rest is already a thin section, which is in the fading light of the golden autumn. The beautiful moonlight is like a fall in the sky.
In today’s materialistic society, it seems that people can never communicate without money. It seems that money is a symbol of a person’s worth. In the pursuit of money, people enjoy the glory brought by money, while people can not afford to be insulted by money. So, singing poems and distant hymns, at the same time desperately yearned for freedom. Freedom is neither in the distance nor in the distance.
The autumn of the Mid-Autumn Festival: Fu Yushan Daye’s autumn comes very cleverly, does not care whether summer and autumn have completed the handover procedures, does not care whether people have removed the skirt fluttering and pulling, does not care whether the world wipes away the heavy makeup of the summer wind and gorgeous, a soft drizzle so that the world has no temper, autumn waves do not. It’s a surprise. But in the city of Daye, I can’t hear the wild goose’s voice.
On the first day, Xiamen was so full, especially for the environment in Xiamen. We first boarded Gulangyu, walked through the various consular quarters, as well as the Conservatory of Music, Sunshine Rock, countless roaming alleys, thinking of the oil-paper umbrella of the “Rain Lane,” so quiet. The uninhabited villa, each household is surrounded by plants, reminiscent of the net.
It was the dream of countless people to pick up books after the ups and downs of the business world and the ups and downs of life. I think it was Zeng Guofan’s famous couplet “Qianqiu Miao left me alone, returned from a hundred wars to study” that made me enter the classroom of Xiamen University Management College again. To read life, to sink wisdom, to use enough emotion and harmony.
All things in the world, all wonderful encounter will produce wonderful results. When the seeds meet the soil, new life begins to germinate; when natural stones meet the wind, wind erosion produces sculptures of different shapes; when sunlight meets green leaves, plant photosynthesis brings fresh oxygen. A good encounter in the world will also create a saga that is inspiring. Yu Boya meets Zhong Zi period.
As an idle moment, benevolent Leshan, wise people like water, everyday leisure, reading and writing happily. Suddenly, on the anniversary of September 18th, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the poet Tan Ningjun’s poems of the ancient style [Listening to the March of the Great Knife]. His eyes jumped as if they were caught warping, clattering, inspired, and accompanied by a succession of memorial alarms outside the window, which were magnificent and elevated.
Continuous drizzle, drifting and sprinkling, like fog like rain and like the wind, more than the spring rain a little hasty, a little more tangled, a little more cold, cold autumn, wet the autumn landscape. The world is enveloped in a cloud of smoke, separated by the love between the mountains, a pair of foolish long-sighted eyes. The drizzle drizzled silently on the ground, and fully interpreted the charm of her charm and posture.
“The East Yangtze River passes away, and the waves wash away heroes. Right or wrong, turn around. Castle Peak is still in the sunset. The white hair fishermen and Chiang Zhu are accustomed to see the autumn wind and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine meet with each other. How much has been done in ancient and modern times? Yang Sheng’an, Lin Jiang Xian, rolling Yangtze River, passing water to the east, walking in the streets and lanes of Xiangcheng, Xindu. The autumn of the latest days is cool and fragrant, beautiful and beautiful.
Hello strangers think for a long time, only three words to express their heart at this moment, very sad, I do not know who I want to tell, do not know what to say, like eating flies like the general feeling, blocked panic, this may be hurried to the adult world of punishment. Recalling the last three months of life, dramatic life, ups and downs, through the school enrollment, applied for the China Railway
The ugly crow in the Mini-group poem Birds and Crows is so wise that people can see its shining point: Peacock is low-key, and then low-key, if true, who dares to match me with Sparrow, who controls human habits, hates me, and has no need to live, must learn to take the time. “Rhododendron” is lazy. It’s my nature to have children.
In Damen Island, the salty cricket is a household name, although also with the word cricket, but with the fat of the salty cricket is not small difference, it ah, thin shell is still flat without meat, but many people are good this mouth, because there is no pickled soup is very fresh. When cured, the meat is very tender, not only salty but also sweet. The round razor clam is a round razor clam, and its shell is like a cicada, in the mud of the beach. One
My daughter gets up at seven every morning and goes out to school half an hour later. Maybe it is just waking up, or breakfast is not right. I found out that most of the time my daughter had to deal with breakfast, sometimes taking a bite of dry bread, sometimes eating a cup of yogurt, and then going out empty. How can we go on like this? The little guy is almost ten years old. Moreover, the extreme importance of breakfast
The basketball circle has been very lively recently. The Asian Games have just ended and the World Cup periphery games have followed, but the result has been a double whammy. Some people are happy and others are worried. The joy of course is Li Nan, he used a perfect final to prove himself, a sweep of years of sluggish, puffed up, hard to come, as a member of the line, coach is even better, after this pass, placed in front of him is a glorious future. Melancholy
In today’s fast-paced society, people seem to be busy and anxious. Whether eating in restaurants or on the way to and from work by bus, or even on the street, pedestrians play with their mobile phones in their hands. With the development of science and technology, mobile phones become more intelligent. Coupled with the competition in the mobile phone market,
Shi Zhaoyin’s poetry was published by Kang Youshan in February 2012. The poem compares the attitudes, outcomes and outcomes of “entrepreneurs” and “practitioners” with “beating rivers and mountains” and “defending rivers and mountains” to warn the world and ensure the peace and stability of Baojiang Mountain. Shi Chao Yin, the son of the emperor’s ancestral hall, is in great danger. It is a custom to sink the sand and explore the sea.
I think that the happiest thing in life is to read. There are so many household chores in rural areas that I have never been idle in my impression. From the memory, they help adults to make tea, cook meals, pull grass, feed pigs; spring and autumn harvest, but also labor in the fields. Spring planted sweet potatoes, 10-year-old children, carrying a pair of empty buckets, walk two miles to the ground, has shoulder swelling pain, grinning teeth; summer noon extraction