When I was a child, I didn’t love this land. The weather was hot, and the adults were scolding them to work in the fields. The scorching sun shone on the top of the head and gradually became heavy. A little bit of sweat, wet and sticky clothes, mechanically standing or squatting, with a hoe or a sickle, is repeatedly repeated, only that the field has no end, and the time is still. In the depression, you hear an adult
Lotus’s love, I finally planted my thoughts on my balcony. It is not easy to have a load of one’s own. In the spring of the year before, I searched all the stalls selling lotus roots in the vegetable market, found several lotus roots with bud buds, and planted the flower pots carefully and carefully in the flowerpots which were carefully selected and watered every day.
The rain, in the night, lonely flowing into a streamline, whirling a heart – – an inscription of the year, the rain is cut into a channel gully gully the past, pillow music, listen to a heart. Looking through the missing window, what a scene it is with a confused, illusion, and rain curtain. People who often wait for the moon to go away are not able to see the moon.
Sitting at the gallery in the garden of GUI Lake Park, the fragrance of the fragrance of cinnamon, the clouds of the sky, the birds flying from the house to the trees, the lotus flower lotus flower in the lotus pond blooming and withering, the children are bouncing around and laughing and playing, this is the real picture of the daze of the grandchildren. . Faced with this dull daily repetition, it seems that we have opened the memory gate.
In the northeast of Nanshan District, there is a beautiful place called Taoyuan. This is where we work, and the land we love. Along with Shenzhen north station, the subway line 5 and line 7 pass through, and the honghualing industrial zone and Nanshan cloud valley have become an entrepreneurial paradise at the airport 20 minutes from the airport.
Tianmu Mountain, the highest mountain in Xinchang, is 996 meters above sea level. There are five or six more than 900 meters above sea level: the most beautiful mountain is on the top of the saddle, “the peak of the rock is high, the sky is nineteen.” The most famous is Tianmu Mountain. Li Bai sings a farewell song. Come to wear the rock nineteen peaks, look up to the eagle’s hovering top, gaze at the cliffs of Qi Song Ling Yun, look at that.
“The past is a dream like a dream, with the cloud water to the heart”, today and a few sisters to the farm finger dig bitter vegetables, walk on the green tree like the countryside road, remember many years old, I am not the kind of very naughty people, but still will be under the river to catch the loach, the tree nest, crawling pea ground to steal the production team beans angle, Go to the orchard of the team and steal fruits, and every time the caregivers find me,
Go to you! Don’t be afraid of cliffs and waterfalls, and don’t be afraid of dangerous currents. Late at night, I am such a river, for fear of wind and rain, for fear of wind and rain. Late at night, your name is like the Big Dipper, hanging high on my sky. For you, I am brave, I am affectionate, I am close to you with the trend of perfect character, you shine your light.
On the way home from work, I rides my bike quickly, and the bus in front stops next to the Taiping Park platform. In order not to hit the pedestrians down from the bus, I slow down in advance. The passengers on the bus didn’t come down the back door quickly, but slowly. When I passed by the back door of the bus, I looked around. A short middle-aged woman is in the back door of a bus.
Unforgettable childhood “earth toys” world peace, every time I see the children play a variety of high-end fashion toys happy chasing scenes, I will live in love and miss those “earth toys” in childhood to make and play. My childhood was in a period of natural calamity in the early 60s of the last century. When the food and clothing problem had not been solved, my parents were busy with their family life all day.
In Northern Shaanxi dialect, “seeking impermanence”, Guo Yousheng called suicide as “seeking impermanence” in Northern Shaanxi. Impermanence, originally a Buddhist expression after Buddhism was introduced into China. Everything in the world is changing and there is no normality. People’s life, illness, death, and the universe’s bad life are all concrete manifestations. For example, Buddhism believes that the color is empty, the emptiness is the color, and the color is the essence of everything.
There are eight elegance in life: “Qin, chess, book, painting, poem, wine, flower, tea.” In this, I love poetry. If a book is the best makeup artist in a human mind, then reading poetry should be a very elegant mind. For me, reading poetry is a detached self cultivation in a time of impatience. “A poet, a man’s love.” The poet’s language is concise and the thought is holy.
In 2005, it was decided to return to Shanghai after spring in Beijing. A beautiful day with bright sunshine and blooming flowers, accompanied by her daughter and son-in-law, we visited the red scarf Park and Zhongshan Park, enjoying the beautiful scenery of peach red green, flowers, flowers and flowers. After spending a whole winter at home, I finally had the chance to go out and look around the garden. Left behind
If you are in full bloom, a lot of people in the Qing wind / Ziyun smoke think the spring day is charming and the apricot flowers are the most deserving scenery in the world. And I always thought that the summer is hot, the lotus pond is fragrant, and it is the most pleasant time in the world. A shallow pond, the water and grass flooded, the lotus leaf green, whether the clear sky, or the storm wind, as long as there are 32 lotus, quietly stand in the lotus pond
I think maybe it’s too much pressure to have this trip. Today, WeChat, a senior high school student who has never been in contact with me, invited me to go to the bar to drink a few glasses of wine. I received the news from her when I was at work, and I was very different at the same time. Today, when she graduated from University, she married and became a housewife. All her thoughts and energy were put into family.
The quiet time, the windowsill wind blows, and suddenly a burst of wind, a fresh, a long time, the beauty of the May, so you listen quietly in the quiet. I do not want to meet you in the most beautiful years. I hope that the wind and bell will light your heart and bring you this comforting comfort. Light life, still a drop of water of the spirit. No, it hasn’t been in time for this spring.
It’s a real and interesting story in the United States, New York. An ordinary man, a bus driver named Similo, is 37 years old. He has been driving for 17 years. He has always been conscientious and responsible in his work. On the morning of 28 May 1947, there was no sign of any mysterious disappearance. The missing one was the bus number 1310. No message, no phone, no sign. Family panicked
When I was a child, I like to tell stories to others. There are many brothers and sisters in the family, and they are all good reading and reading. They have many unidentified books, scattered in the window sill, the doorsill and the table. I was just beginning to read, the interest was strong, the words must be read, there was no understanding, nor did I swallow the past, sometimes it was unavoidable to joke, mocked by brothers. Laugh, do not care, slowly
In June, the intersection, and meet with the rose, as if a small word floating incense, in my eyes in full bloom – an inscription into the early summer, the rose flower opened. The fragrance of flowers lingering around the nose, like a charming woman, showing her charming beauty. I gazed at it, and I was intoxicated with the fragrance that was blown over by the wind. With the rose’s idle mood, my heart grew lighter.
In the summer wind, the sun rises in the sun and the heat of the hot summer. In recent time, I have been lucky to come to the post of Chongzhou, Cuba, stay for two days and one night. Chongzhou, the ancient name of Shu state. Lao Tzu thought was founded. Chongzhou has a long history, the Han Dynasty called Sichuan Sichuan, the Tang Dynasty called Shu state, its construction history lasted for 4300 years, the county system was established in 316 ad, and the county was set aside in 1994.