During the season of cooking, we look forward to the happy boiling; sweet spring, fumigates the quiet village. Memories, invisible wings, flying around, do not have to deliberately explain or remember, such as the edge, will always meet with that illusory memory. In order to achieve poverty reduction in about 2020, according to the requirements of superiors, in March of 2018, in the early spring, my colleague Achao and I were sent to the town of Xiangdong Village and the town
At the end of last month, he was sent off by a friend who was a Gansuese and left home because of family reasons. That night, we drank a lot together and talked for a long time. The next day, I personally took him to the car and then rushed to work. Suddenly thinking of such a problem on the way, this one may become forever. Although we invite to have the opportunity to come to Nanjing again, or to work or come to visit,
There are two kinds of roads that are tangible. One that is treaded on the foot is intangible, which is what life turns in. If I ask when I need to stand at the intersection, how will my mood be? If I am, the way back home will of course be close to me. If it is me, the road to life will of course choose to travel. These two options are my joy and nervousness. The road of the family is kind and the road is unknown. The two roads are where we are
It is a joy to reunite with the new green days. Although today's feelings about spring are different from those of early years, my passion for writing has been awakened in the season when everything is prosperous and the blue sky is full of bright smiles. Although poetry has not been written, let's talk about Spring. The poetry of Hunchun has been written since ancient times. The poetry of Hunchun can be said to be a vast volume. It makes people feel that spring has been written.
After a noon afternoon, the town was stuck in a dull silence. Did not give himself a cup of warm coffee, but also do not want to listen to lingering mourning songs, for the shoes and clothing to climb the mountain walk. Walking along the path of wild grass, one person cannot see another person. Yeah, unconsciously, it was a deep winter, and Dashan restored his original silence. With a rare strange pine
Nearly graduated from junior high school, but still can not mention the kind of energy when the first day. Sometimes I would rather spend nothing afternoon in the network, or one day, that is, I don’t want to stop and watch carefully for a while. In the past, I was a student who was so serious and generous. At that time, I did not come into contact with the temptation of this world. I do not know what is utilitarian. I like to do one thing
On the night of Tuesday, October 6, 1987, under the illumination of a street lamp, the large northwest divine diary seemed to be filled with a layer of mist, and the drowsiness of the light was intoxicating. When I arrived at Shanghai North Railway Station, I couldn't help but see if my colleagues couldn't help but wonder if I remembered the time. When I met Lao Lu in the waiting room, I was relieved. When queuing up for the check-in, Xiaochen was escorted to the waiting room by her husband. When he boarded the train heading for Xining, he saw Xiao Daixi.
Recalling Jiangnan Spring author / Zhang Ziyao's remnant snow, apricot rain is soft and soft. Shuixiu Mountain Qingming Birds, Mei Hongpeng Yingpeng thousand floor. Spring companion tour. Fisherman's song · Shanxi fishing author / Zhang Ziyao a stream spring fishing hook. Wan Wan Wan Wan Wan tour. Peach blossom, Magnolia boat. The fisherman has no worry. Sidi Township Spring Day tour author / Zhang Ziyao spring tour. Floral flow. Bi Cao Fei
The youth in the diary is like (one) if watching video is like watching a car, a scene is flashing across the front, pulling memories to run. So looking at the photos is like enjoying the scenery on the ox cart and developing the traces of memory. Reading diary is more like wandering in search of scenery, and searching for memories in the mist. Flip the yellowed paper, look at the faded ink, and carefully explore the door to memory.
"Finding Innocence" Dongdong wrote away for so long that we haven't recovered my innocence. I don't think it hides in the heart of the big tree. You don't believe you see the cut off tree trunk's rings. The year's seal has gone so long. I haven't found my innocence yet. I think it's turned into a little stone hidden in the bottom of the river. You don't believe that when you look at the bend, you put your hand into the river to remove the stone and smooth it with smooth water.
Spring Breeze is better than you. During the Spring Festival this year, one of my high school classmates, Wang Qiang, who was working in Xinjiang, returned to his hometown to visit his relatives. After visiting his parents and relatives, he went to my office to find me. Wang Qiang served in the army for 20 years and returned for three or five years. Every time he went home to visit relatives, he always wanted to see me, not for anything else, but for the deep friendship he had formed for three years. this time,
Wrote the words of men: Bard (stubborn ice small shop) you are a man, like wolves, full of bloody You have inviolable dignity, with dignity can not be trampled, but if you move the truth, really in love When you were a woman, then in your world and yours, please temporarily let go of your majesty because you are a man and you have a ridge that you can't suppress even if the sky is falling down.
That year, Slim High School graduated to a factory as a worker. The tall milling machine is in stark contrast to her thin figure. She's working hard. However, she has an affair, and she will do her best to do what she can do. What's more, she was still carrying her dream of studying and the expectations of the teachers. In those years, the primary condition for college admissions was that applicants must have more than two years of agency.
In the spring season, Peony blossomed. Many literary friends will go to Luoyang to see peony. In fact, there are many places in Daixi where peony can be seen. Peony is the country's national flower. She and Kaifeng's chrysanthemum, Kunming's camellia, and Fujian's daffodils are called the four famous flowers, and are the first in the famous flower. On March of the same day, I went to the Baiyun Temple to catch the wind with the county Wenlian. Say
The CBA playoffs, which had been suspended for a month, finally started playing because there was a Shandong team on the first day. In the evening, I deliberately asked the old woman to fry a few dishes, took a few bottles of beer, and looked at it while drinking. Relaxed and cheerful mood to welcome a big victory. The fact is that I haven’t finished watching TV because I'm depressed. As for beer, I drink it at the fastest rate.
There is always a parting atmosphere in the air. Mountains and clouds, water and fish, petals and branches, past and present, innocent and secular. I walked in the distance, just to keep my back behind and took the rainbow of my smile longer. Therefore, I once put it on the bottom of the box, condensed the future into luggage, and on the road, just look at the flowers. When we add one spring, we will have one day of drizzle and one season of rain.
Sometimes I'm thinking, why is the landscape around you seemingly getting more and more beautiful? Barren hills, shallow water and a bay are all so charming. Didn't see time in the past? So much idle time to do nothing. In the past, vision was not good? The eyelids at that time were clearer than they are now. When I think about it, I feel that the flower at that time is just the flower. The grass at that time is not the lover grass or the dog tail grass.
In the era of bicycles as the main means of transport, the bicycle sheds at the entrance of the Xinhua Bookstore had long lines of bicycles. I came out from the bookstore and saw a middle-aged man pushing down on both sides of the car with his two hands in the carport. Then he pulled out his car and went away. "How could he be like this?" I was still a young man who had just joined the job. His actions seemed to have given me years of experience.
Text | Mr. Dongdong Yu is an ordinary small gold fish in my family. It has been more than two years since my arrival. At that time, the lover and daughter had just arrived in Shanghai from their hometown. Everything seemed a bit hurried. The family rented a house and started the next ordinary life. I walk around with my daughter on the weekend and I feel that there is no place to go. My daughter who is less than 2 years old feels everything.
Chatting with a person who is holding a public number, she chattered and complained in full: I was losing money and I didn't expect the text to be worthless. But I don't care, my lover has such a high annual salary, my child's income is not cheap, I don't need to rely on this to make money, I like it because I like it. Although she said so, but in tone, emotionally, clearly