Yesterday, I inadvertently recalled the futon I had used in my childhood and discussed it with my wife. My wife was relieved to say that she had woven a futon. This added to my interest and evoked my memories of the futons. I remembered the nostalgia weaved in the futon. When talking about futons, most young people today do not know what they are. Futons, for rural women in the 1950s and 1970s
The dream has already awakened and the heart will not be afraid to ride on the bike and go all the way to forget the tiredness and forget to be afraid to walk through the town and pass through the mountains to fly over the ridge to fly our free mood also our free world chasing the wind chasing the rain chasing our heaven and earth chasing our hearts The Sun We are all cyclists. It is up to us to write all the difficulties at the foot of the legend. We continue to ride together to the horizon.
Liu Qingyu, the powerful sinner, has come from afar. He is grateful. The natural cycle seems to be telling a story about the power of a sin… —— Inscriptions All along, I really thought that it was a joy for women to come to this world. But slowly I understand that women are the strong bearers of that sin. When the girl falls to the ground, Tong Zhen does not know the cruelty of this world. Rich families let girls learn
In the morning, when I opened my eyes, I first looked at the "weather forecast." The forecast said "Snow sleet today." I think there will be "snow" in the spring? In the morning, there is no rain and no snow. After lunch, it began to plunge. "Didn't see the sleet?" With a question I dreamed about Zhou Gong. Early the next morning, I looked across the window. On the holly, the bridge car left a “snow”
A few years ago, when I was young, I picked up a hobby in my youth—outdoor walking. Another two years, I would like to behave as a stranger to the next time – a long line of wandering long-term. In the silent planning of my heart, one day I added my boss to my colleague and said, "I want to go out and wander, use the calm mood of my wife, and look at all kinds of moods in my life.
One's education, irrelevant education, relevant knowledge. Quality is a kind of inner cultivation. It refers to a person's quality and morality as well as a standard of living in the world. It is a level of internalization achieved by a person through training and training. A quality person must be a person with inner cultivation, which has nothing to do with status, money, appearance. A quality person must be a true person
The “Best Parents” of Nanqiao Community: Zhu Weifu and Zhu Wenling: Holding up their lives with selfless love
Say, "Father loves mountains and mother loves rivers." This is not a lie. In Nangang Community, Danang Town, there is such a couple: the parents work hard to earn money, treat the sick child only, ask the doctor to ask for medical treatment everywhere, and always persist in the child, and give up giving birth to two children. Carefully creating a warm home for the sick children, they are Zhu Weifu and Zhu Wenling. In 1984, Zhu
Beautiful, walked from the bottom of my heart, gently marched on the joy of spring, opened the cloud and misted the characters of Caixia and read the next sentence. Romantic full house, good time, walked from the bottom of my heart, opened the window, let the sun come in. I just happened to be standing at the time when the light was not old, and the melody was a happy one. It was a blue word for me to sit and I picked up "red cherries, green bananas" and "don't think".
When I first entered the rice field, my younger brother was not yet born. My mother was still very young. Maybe I am so big now. Rolled up the trouser legs, stepped in the yellow cattle plowing, immersed in spring water, dyed with manure water, already soft loess. A large step on the right foot drifted, the left foot homeopathy kicked forward, buttocks consciously back to sit, instant mud everywhere. I dyed my little clothes in bright colors.
There are three treasures in our family. In fact, it is exactly that my grandmother family has three treasures. This was when I returned to my grandmother's home during my winter vacation. I discovered that there were three new members in my family. Which are the three treasures? Dabao is a "panda", Erbao is a "white fu," and Sambo is a "mimi." However, this “panda” is not really a panda. It is just a fat, mixed-breed dog with the same dark circles as a panda. And Bai Fu
Return to the village: The change of the second family's family The three-year Spring Festival of China's three-nation Spring Festival rarely took relatives. Last year, her daughter went to university and returned to her hometown on the Spring Festival. My mother gave me the responsibility of walking relatives. After walking several relatives, I feel that the greatest change is in the number two. There are four children, one son and three daughters. Previous years
Some people say that growing up is a matter of moments. Unfortunately, I forgot when the moment occurred. If there is an early warning, then I must be prepared in advance. At that moment of the electric light and flint, I take a picture, and then I look at myself, what I grew up, and what kind of expression I have. The time is long and long, occasionally recalling, as if watching a yellowed old movie. Those mottled
Report to the mother that the spring flowers bloom and stay warm again. In one year, one year, and another year, the time flies fast. In an instant, Mom, you have left us for three years. In the past three years, too many have happened. Many changes, let me report to you elderly people: Or talk about it from the eyeball first: After you go, the first year (2015) your granddaughter, admitted to HN University, accounting at HD Business School, this but
Chengdu Challenge: Can foreigners eat chili? – From an excerpt from "Hello, Rice, I'm Burger" – When I was eating in China, I often heard people ask, "Can he use chopsticks?" When I eat any spicy dish, such as Sichuan or In Hunan cuisine, I would be asked by others: “Do foreigners eat spicy food?” I chose the word “can” because the problem is not whether it will be eaten because all
The discussion on "repetitive construction" – after reading "Hardly finished sweeping, we immediately paved the asphalt," after reading the article "After the end of the sweep, we immediately paved the asphalt," I always asked: "What happened to the first time? Didn't make reasonable arrangements and put hot weather on the road to put out the bitumen? The second time the person was asked to spend money because of the first time the overall arrangement was improper.
In March, everything recovered and the spring was strong. Little leaves, tenderness, warmth, peach blossoms, winter is too hurried to go, or she did not forget, forgot this spring wind ten peach aroma? “Peach Blossoms in Taohuawu, peach blossoms in peach. Xiantao peach trees in peach, and picking peaches for wine.” The poem between the flowers, the wine on the lips, the lyrics of lyricism. That branch of peach blossoms, in the end drizzle
Batu Jasmine/Freshwater Spring Although I am a person who does not love flowers, I will remember the jasmine flowers of Gusu and Batu. Love red leaves, when he was a beginner poetry, read many phrases about red leaves and felt that the leaves were very poetic. In the fall of that year, Tianpingshan outside of the city of Gusu accidentally picked up a piece. It is still stuck in the pages of the book. Although it has become dry, it is broken, but it cannot withstand throwing away because
Buddha said that "color is empty, empty is color." Substances are addictive drugs. Substances are always changing, and you will always buy things that are "newer" and "better." People want, so people make it. People are never satisfied, and people are always pursuing/creating (material) satisfaction. The outer world, the material world, is a vicious circle. We are the snake that swallows its tail.
Window/ Freshwater Spring For the window, I have a variety of ideas and emotions. When one hides into the house, although not in isolation from the rest of the world, in a certain state of mind it will at least seem to be a bit different from the outside world. The window at this time seems to be an image that is not visible but has a sense of ambiguity. The bridge will keep you and the world outside the window broken. But if you look down from the window, it's a