To enjoy lonely solitude is a kind of solitude from the world. Loneliness is a complete state. Therefore, the loner is a world and a self formed system, showing a kind of nobleness. They have no missing regret. Loneliness is not when oneself is depressed or lovelorn. It is just empty and lonely. It is not lonely. Loneliness is a state, a blend of
During the “Cultural Revolution”, “we should have socialist grass, not the seedlings of capitalism”. The inheritance of this “holocaust” cultural tragedy, despite all the years of pollution with the power, uses a variety of exaggerated make-up to cover up the shallows and ugliness.
“Snow fluttering north wind Xiao Xiao, the boundless universe”, this is Fei Yuqing’s “a cut plum” a lyrics, now the melody of the lyrics are very hot, the most famous reference is the film “Sherlock’s trouble”, whenever this melody is sounded, the protagonist’s emotional conflict is intense, but also amusing. When the audience laughs. But the melody of the lyrics is on the table.
Slowly understand, always want to dust the past, but more and more look back, those plain, passionate, bumpy, romantic…… Slowly understand that the day is going to be a day and a day. Life needs a little bit of goods, and knows too many worldly things, but it can no longer keep the passion of cooling down gradually. Helpless, wandering in the edge of reality and dreams, so in pursuit of straight body, to meet the patient’s patience.
In life, do you care much about what others think of you? Yan Jie said: apart from the influence of the family on my emotions, no one else can affect my mood. Yan Jie can reach such a state. At first I doubted. How can a person’s emotions be controlled to such a degree? When I thought of Yan Jie as a person suffering from breast cancer, I began to believe what she said. Hovering on the edge of death
Years of merciless, suddenly look back only to find that people live is a mood, once owned not to forget, have been more cherished, belong to their own do not give up, have lost not to recall, want to get a certain effort. In reality, every one of us is constantly trying to change our destiny, but in the end we are always fated by fate; we try to explore life, but we end up with a mental state of life.
Last night a strong wind made the little heat coming into the early summer not yet completely released. The cool night, let me sleep a night without a dream. Wake up, although the sky is not bright, but long in the eyes of the eyes. Look at the time, not five. It was still dark in the room. Outside the window, the night is not scattered. Under the light morning kindness, the world outside the window is still hazy. The trees that fall under the night sky are open in
That day and friends to visit Tiananmen near sightseeing, this is to go to National Museum, but because of the urgency of time, finally walked into the Tiananmen near the Tiananmen. The gate of Zhongshan Park is made of white stone. It contrasts with the red color of Tiananmen. The door is small, similar to the existence of the hand door in the ancient city compared to the main gate, though it is next to the Tiananmen, visitors.
The anecdotes of the western region, the donkey and the horse heard that Xuan Zang wanted to go to Tianzhu, and donkey went for a long journey. But Ma Sui was eighty-one hard to come back. The donkey asked, “is it bitter?” The horse said, “if I go between, I will not wear the hoofs, but I will be covered with eyes. Qi Li, the two are different. ” In the past, a donkey and a horse heard that Tang Seng wanted to go to the Western Heaven to learn the Scriptures.
The sound of blooming is really a lazy breath, bud blooming, like a girl’s mirror dressing, gently rubbing, to finish, from the light. And slowly, through the fragrance of the stamen, it is full of joy for the song of Zheng Cong. A glimpse of the inscription came gracefully. As if poetry, like painting, lightly floating, chic into, light and coherent, germinating hair, and so on.
(fifteen) to insist on buying a desk in the middle of December 2005, Xiao Qin has a residential decoration design from Shanghai, which indicates that a desk is placed in the bedroom by the window. That’s the right thing to do. I like reading and writing. In my bedroom and study, my wife likes watching TV. In the next living room, I have my own personal space. This is the best design, and I’m very full.
When listening to Zen received the original essay “listening to autumn” presented by Wen you brother, I was facing a picture of another friend. Photo background is Angkor Wat, the ancient myth, the worshiping place of the world. With her long and elegant dress, she folded her hands naturally on her knees, beneath the tall stone pillar in front of the Angkor Wat, quiet as a quiet Moran, no longer at work.
On the morning of early November 2005, I went down the stairs as usual and jogged along the sidewalk beside the garden. At that time, most of the people who came out in the morning were retired old men. In the past, it was the peak time for walking the dog. A large group of pets were led by the owner to the garden lawn, unlocked the dog chain, running and chasing each other, “Wang Wang” crazy.
When people feel embarrassed, they always choose to avoid it. The most worrying thing is that when we play the game of hide and seek with embarrassment, we enjoy it. The information age has brought us a rapid development society, and the continuous development of high-tech technology has also brought many conveniences to the people. We can all realize in all aspects of our life, but there is a problem that we never thought or put it in detail.
These days, my mind is quite unpeaceful. During the day, I have been cleaning all day, and I still can’t sleep at night. Through the bustling vegetable market, we came to the most familiar pool park. The pond park is the name I gave it, because it was found only a big depression, like a swimming pool, but never had water. In the past, there were crops and vegetables in the pond, and now some trees and flowers were planted.
Early in the morning, the high decibel India music was heard outside the residential area, and the noisy people could not sleep anymore. What was happening outside? To get up and see, it turned out that a group of Sikhs with a headscarf had set up a tent outside the yard for charity, with milk, coffee and milk tea on a row of tables, with a stove on the side, a pot on the stove, and a Sikh clipper.
1. Depression with me. Lonely, I am a small boat, without oars, and hand drawn with my hands, and everything in front of me is covered by a mist, and there is a feeling that is difficult to tell. The lonely patient drifts in the sea, with a slightest sadness, with a moment of desire to stop. At the moment, it should be moored again. Where are you? Confused, indescribable. Sea waves
On the way back to my hometown, it was rolling wheat waves, the original green fields made a piece of golden yellow, like a bed that jitters the big yellow carpet on the earth. By pressing the window glass again, a sudden burst of wheat flavour is coming. The breeze blew, and there was a lot of “rustle” sound. They were whispering: “we are mature and eager to enter the warehouse.” The wheat ear is in the breeze
“Insomnia of the white sheep” second night face to the sea spring warm self recommended BGM: the Milky way village of heart village rain in the quiet time, there will be peach blossom, there live the indifference of Tao Yuanming, in the late night to self torture. In the dead of night, there will be a face to the sea, where the sea of dreams is reclined, and a horse will be fed at night to travel around the world and be a happy person from tomorrow.
“61”, a few days ago, I asked a few students what toys to do because modern educational ideas think games are children’s power. Since they have this power, they must have done a lot of games in their childhood, and many games must make their own game. I wondered if I was too mentally retarded to ask my students questions. Indeed，