I suddenly remembered the midsummer of my childhood, and remembered the past events that sparkled with sunshine and melon flavor. The sun in the afternoon roasted the earth, and the heat was steaming. A piece of melon field shows green watermelon, shining in the sunlight green light. There are several gourds around the melon shed, and the slender gourd vine climbs towards the top of the canopy. The melon shed seems to be floating in the green sea
Bi Shumin said that life is meaningless. It is because there is no sense that our mission is to give meaning to it. Some students also asked me about the meaning of my life. I used Bi Shumin’s words to put it out. They were not satisfied. They asked me how to understand the meaning of life or life. Think of the thousands of years of exploration of the sages, and so far there is no final conclusion. What do I know?
The last sun in 2017 has quietly fallen. The temperature of the sun is diluted by the cold air. A gust of wind coming from the face makes it uncontrollable to tighten the scarf and put his hand into his pocket. This day is the usual day of the winter. Eat dinner, clean up and sit in front of the computer. Nearly three years have not followed the TV drama, this wanted to catch up with Liu Yunlong’s new spy war kite.
We were all cheated by the Argentina team. We all thought it was a strong team. I didn’t think it was just a fake strong team. We were all cheated by Messi. We all thought he was Maradona. In fact, he could only be Messi. Maybe it’s just our wishful thinking. The Argentina team was a strong team in the Maradona era. Later, it was gradually reduced, and Messi never thought he could become a Mara.
Recalling the Cultural Revolution two. Three things. I was just thirteen years old when I went to Beijing to see Chairman Mao. The Cultural Revolution was officially started. That year we just finished the first grade book of grade six, and the next semester’s books have all been sent to the hands. At this moment, the national suspension of class revolution started. So we are in the second half of the book. Don’t learn a page [even primary school]
The worst hotel in Jiangcheng is not the best hotel in Jiangcheng, but it is the most popular hotel in Jiangcheng every year when parents hold a school dinner, especially the hotel’s “golden name” hall, which is scrambling for high school fees in the annual school season. Then it is still limited to consumption. The reason is only because “the top building”
Buddha said: the Bodhi is not a tree, the mirror is not a platform. No matter, where to provoke dust. The silent participation in the Zen, incense prayers, the open heart, the pious, the territory of the encroachment, little drops, where not for the good heart of the feat, in which the dense, produce a cigarette. In the face of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, the piety of the wife is still the same.
As soon as I got out of the bus stop, I was dazzled by the bustling scene. The dense crowd, the endless flow of vehicles and colorful advertisements made my heart excited and timid. At the bus station, I had a little rice to eat. I was ready to find a playmate at my childhood. Zhang Bo was also a good friend. I came to Zhang Bo’s residence on the address given by Zhang Po Ma, but I asked.
At the age of 30, time passed quickly, and yesterday everything was vividly visible, and in the twinkling of an eye to the age of 30. Many times I was thinking, if I were 10 years younger, I should be able to do many things, but… Once the frivolous and the arrogant have also slowly disappeared, life into the age of 30 is already a middle age, the cause is still not, a daily life of most people in society,
On this day, the old man picked up some mushrooms and went back to the summer Yang stew soup as usual. On his way home, Xia Yang also stepped on the sun at his feet. The footsteps were strong and quick. With the sweat of his face slipping down his neck, the teacher told him the story that he told him today. Xia Yang felt that when he came to the village, his smile was even brighter.
Like this kind of life, a person, a window, a quiet feeling, a world that only belongs to oneself. Clear the heart with water, warm with words, and be happy simply and brightly. Happy in such a day, sitting alone in the corner of the years, fingertips flowing with the beauty of the sun, holding a plume of warm fragrance of the years, the sunset, the light of the sunset glow, the window is the hustle and bustle of the red dust, but the heart
No matter in the society or in the Internet, people want to be full of positive energy, but the fact is not possible. Hope can only be hope. I can not deny that there is a real feeling in the world. I will believe that there is more interest in the world. This is the society. This is the world. The survival of the fittest and the law of forests are the same truth for thousands of years. People are naturally lonely if they do not go to friends or lovers.
Today, I am depressed to the extreme little grandchildren being scalded into young young chicks, how chilling, cold, strange, Grandpa and Dad don’t save two years old, the thinking is full, and there is no big problem in the hospital crying. QQ WeChat phone calls to inquire about the opening of mouth and mouth. Son hungry one day / kid takes Taishan’s responsibility to press grandpa’s milk.
“Half a mu of square pond is opened, and the sky and clouds are lingering. Is it so clear to ask the canal? To have a source of water. ” I am always enjoying the fragrance of tea and facing the life of walking. There are many joy and helplessness, like flowers blooming on branches. It is impossible to see the fragrance of flowers. When I read the reading of Zhu Xikuai, a Neo Confucian scholar in the Southern Song Dynasty, I felt the radiant aura of human nature, and I thought in infinite reverie.
A busy road. The dim street lamp looked up at me and looked up to see how desolate the world was. Pick a piece of maple leaf and blow it on the ground, leaving only a little dust. In the evening, holding your cell phone to open your gray head, leaving only a paragraph that ends with me, it is the sword you picked up and inserted into my heart again and again. Enter your space and see you chatting with others.
After the sea, after the sea, my dreams and feelings are no longer in the mirage of the empty space, has become so simple and simple in silence, just as if: really want to think well, every love, every wish, all woven into a light and graceful song, graceful singing to the gentle breeze to listen to… In private, the sound of the piano has long been melodious. I want every one of the red dust.
The same formula, the same flavor, the difference is, four years later. Not in the penalty shot, shot out of the penalty area, the penalty area has been placed repeatedly, free ball as a number of antiaircraft guns, Mei Xiyi’s face after the game, full of anger, full of anger on his own play, ruthlessly pulling the captain’s armband, this is not normal Messi, but this is the normal Argentina team. There is no mercury in the ground.