About cold

About the cold, I am afraid of the cold. It is cool to talk about the cold.. Last night, a piece of news in the circle of friends began to spread like a plague, saying that Liaocheng is going to have a big temperature drop, rain and strong winds, which are very severe and combative. At night, I curled up in bed and shivered..     There is such a fear that it is all caused by the cold memory in childhood. I think it makes sense to say’ childhood can’t go out for a lifetime’. The feeling and memory of cold in a long childhood are too deep and profound, even if you pick up some fragments of cold memory in your childhood today, it can be said that you can easily pick them up..     For example, when I was a child, there were many cracks, large and small, on the road in winter in my hometown, saying that it was frozen and like a ghost, I would eat people with my mouth open.. Again, for example, in winter, there are often some cracks on the back of the hand, which is also frozen. The volume of the whole hand is nearly twice as large as normal. If the color is as ripe as pork elbow, the fragile skin will inevitably burst and ooze blood and thick juice from time to time.. In fact, the phenomenon is also very common. I still feel more profound and profound. I learned a few words about cold after school, such as’ the cold wind is biting’ and’ the wind is cutting like a knife. The teacher described the weather as cold as if it had been exaggerated many times, but I felt that the cold wind is biting and the wind is cutting like a knife is not exaggerating at all..     Because of fear of the cold, one of my greatest wishes as a child was to go to the south in the future, because I think the south must be warm near the sun. As a child, my imagination of space was very different between the north and the south. The imagination of the north can only reach 7 – 8 miles to the north of our village. I can’t imagine anything further north, but for the south, I can imagine the area around the Yangtze River, which is a paradise in my imagination..     Until many years later, I met a friend who went to school from the Yangtze River in the south. Speaking of winter in the south was much more than I expected. He said that winter in the south was much more profound than my feeling of cold, saying,’ We are all fake cold here, that’s really cold in the south. The cold here is cold meat pain, and the cold in the south is frozen into bones’. It turned out that the warm south I imagined was a misunderstanding. In cold weather, the south and the north have nowhere to hide..     In the history of our country, it is estimated that 80 to 90 percent of the external disasters come from the north. Is there any weather factor in the persistent southward attacks of the nomads born in the north?? Is there any misunderstanding of the south as I do? At the thought of this, I sometimes have a somewhat better understanding of the continuous southward invasion of nomads born in the north in history. If I were born in the desolate and cold northern grassland, would I be willing to do so?? It is estimated that he will ride his horse and kick all the way south. The warm south is a gentle land of milk and honey, and the lotus flowers in the three autumn laurels will drool when he thinks about it..     In fact, compared with places farther north, such as northeast China, our coldness here is really nothing, and it is only minus ten degrees when we are coldest here, but the northeast China will casually get a minus ten degrees. I haven’t been to northeast China in winter, and I can’t imagine what kind of cold it is, so I thought once that the northeast people’s body must have strong cold resistance, but one year a northeast folks came back to visit relatives, but they were bitter and bitter with cold and turned hair and color, shrinking their heads and tails, saying that Shandong is too cold and their expressions are much more exaggerated than ours.. I was really surprised to see businessmen and craftsmen from the south walking through the cold wind in the north with thin plates and thinner clothes from time to time.! It is really completely subverting my previous understanding of northerners and southerners.     The cold resistance of animals is much stronger than that of human beings, and some experts have concluded that the animal skin is covered with thick fluff and the warmth retention index is quite good.. However, there are still many animals that do not have fluff, such as cattle and horses, which have very little fluff and only a thin layer of body hair. The pig’s body is even small and thick and hard with ordinary hair, and those animals that do not have hair, such as frogs and snakes, are forced to fight the cold with fresh meat. This spirit of Hong Mei proud of snow is also true..     I often think that people should really hibernate. When the earth is frozen for thousands of miles, where is it suitable for survival? , but human beings just can’t bear loneliness, don’t want to kill all things shaw season noisy not line. Did man really evolve from ape man? If you are so intolerant to the cold, why did you get rid of all your hair?? So that now from time to time, some other animals’ fur has been forcibly peeled off and put on their own bodies. If you leave me with a beautiful hair, I will dye it in various colors to make a changeable hair style, which is definitely much more than the wisp of black hair on the top of my head now..     From time to time in recent years, there have been articles about Japanese education, saying that Japanese teenagers deliberately run outdoors in the winter season with shorts and thin shirts, in order to work their muscles and bones to strengthen their will and respect them, and that they are more spoiled than Chinese teenagers.. I looked very disapprovingly and unconvinced, thinking that Japanese teenagers have a good life, what do they have when they move from warm indoor to outdoor, the heat stored in their bodies can completely cope with the cold within a certain period of time and protect their bodies from frostbite, and their feelings for the cold are also different.. Just like a person who deliberately does not eat for one or two days feels different about hunger from those who are destitute and have not been able to find a place for the last meal..     When I was a teenager, I never had to run outdoors deliberately, because there was no difference between our indoor and outdoor areas. When I was a child, the doors and windows in my hometown were not tightly sealed, and there was no heating facilities in the room. When the outdoor temperature was below zero, the indoor was frozen at any time. I still remember that the rice bowls piled up during meals were frozen together and need to be boiled with hot rice.. Although three meals a day can eat but not enough calories, and the body is cold this winter, so frostbite of feet, hands, ears and face is a common occurrence every winter, first swelling and discoloring, then skin cracking and bleeding, then festering and festering, and finally scabbing and molting, year after year. If one can compare with the other in terms of will?     My daughter asked me what I was doing. I said I had written some words about the cold. My daughter returned to me:’ Dad, you are so boring’.     I replied, ” Isn’t it?”. Just boring.     2019. 11. 08. 21.08

Suffering is the old wine

At the winter solstice, a long-lost snow came unexpectedly, and in a flash, the yellow river mouth where I lived was already covered with silver and jade and became a glittering and translucent world..     As usual, I sat bored in a warm room, sipping a cup of tea and casually browsing the gossip posts and interesting articles in the Jianghu on the Internet.. At this moment, a gust of wind roar outside stirred my stillness like dead water, and I went to the window irritably.. Oh, I was shocked by the sight: under the eaves not far away, a string of ice skates hung neatly, and the transparent body was glowing with cold light, which reminds me of the soldiers who were about to go out in ancient times and the spear and halberd held by the soldiers.. Looking up, the grey sky was filled with snowflakes. The snowflakes, like oil paper umbrellas, danced wildly in the sky. They played and chased each other and cuddled and cuddled each other … Ah, like naughty teenagers playing and kissing each other.! They seem to have forgotten what cold ling is and what fatigue is, just enjoying their own short happy time!     The wine was sold, the wine was sold, pure sorghum wine was strong, delicious and intoxicating! ‘ A burst of shouts of ” no anger, no fire” roused me from my wonderful imagination. I looked inside and saw an old man plodding along the snow-covered path with rickets pushing a tricycle. The tricycle has piled up thick snow so that the outline of the jars can be identified with care.. The old man is already a complete snowman. He is covered from head to foot with thick snow. Only when his knees and elbows are light green can he see that he is wearing a shabby military coat..     ‘ so much age, why not sell wine in this heavy snow day? ‘ The old man opposite me made my heart murmur! I don’t know whether it’s pity or curiosity, but I pushed the door and went out involuntarily. Just a few steps away, my back was swishing and cold, my cheeks were stinging and my eyes were narrowed by the swirling snowflakes.. I was fighting all over. I couldn’t help but wrap up my fur coat and came to the old man like a whirlwind.. The old man told me that his family name is Chen, he is a native and he is 62 years old this year. His family has a wife who has been in bed for a long time, and the only daughter is married out of town.     Seeing that I was a little confused about selling wine on this snowy day, the old man explained that it’s nothing, and that if you don’t sell wine, you’ll lose one day’s income, and if you don’t, you won’t have the money to cure your wife, and you won’t be able to guarantee three meals a day.. While you can still walk, earn one more point is one point! The old man paused for a moment and went on to say that Leng Xue Tianjiu actually sells better. First, there are more people at home than usual. First, the people who drink this wine are more fond of drinking it as the weather gets colder and colder.. I don’t care if I get tired and bitter, as long as I can sell wine! The old man stamped his feet, shook himself and rubbed his hands with hot air. The old man’s words seemed like a stream of heat pouring into my heart, and I felt warm all over. The old man’s words are a sword, poking me in awe. I looked at him carefully: the wrinkled cheeks were purple and blue, the gray eyebrows hung with water drops, and the messy stubble was cracked with a big mouth lacking a front tooth … Ah, the old man begged for my eyes and smiled at me with all his might.. I read his mind, my mind flitted through a trace of sadness and sadness, and there was a rush of warmth in my eyes … ” I bought 10kg of wine and gave me 10kg of wine.. ‘ My voice did not fall, with the shouts of’ Good Come’, the old man has skillfully handed me a plastic bucket of wine.. The old man took the money, pushed up the tricycle and shouted as he walked. I stood there, seeming to forget the wind and snow. I kept chewing on the old man’s words and staring at the old man’s fading back … Ah yes, ” I don’t care if I get tired of it, as long as I can sell wine.! ‘ The old man was right. In fact, suffering is a great wealth. Only those who have experienced suffering will have a better life, and only those who have suffered will know how to cherish it more.! Napoleon didn’t also say,’ People grow up from suffering. Only by striving optimistically can we continue to thrive; otherwise, it will be easy to bury and remain silent for a lifetime.. Thought, I walked into the house and poured a cup of neck in impatience.. Oh, the wine was so strong, so strong and so strong that I was a little dizzy in the blink of an eye.! I’m thinking, in fact, suffering is the old wine. The older it is in the cellar of time and space, the softer and sweeter our memories are and the longer we have a lingering aftertaste. Ah, contact email DSM 5633 @ 163.. Communications company

” Civilization should be built from a small place.”

‘ Civilized Community Building” One of the Series Reports” Civilized Building, Start from a Small Place” Lao Song, who lives in Building 42, Xiyuan New Village, Jianhu County, never thought of the problems that have plagued him these days. Thanks to the efforts of cadres in Xiyuan Community, Jinhu Town, he has been solved very well and said happily to everyone: ” The public family has devoted all its mind to deepening civilized city building.”. As a member of the community residents, I also want to do my best to create snacks and contribute to civilization. ‘ In a green space in Xiyuan Community, Laosong, who has passed the age of flower armor, picked up a bottle blown by the wind and talked with reporters with mirth.. It turns out that odbo, who enjoys subsistence allowances, usually helps his family by picking up and selling waste products. the’ junk’ he picked up is placed in loudaokou and his home on the 42nd floor.. In summer, it is inevitable that some smells will be emitted and the cleanliness of the environment will also be affected. My neighbors have opinions and my heart is very sorry.. We should not only pay attention to people’s livelihood, but also do a good job in building civilization. On the one hand, life demands proper care, and on the other hand, environmental sanitation concerns image.. This gives the community cadres a difficult problem. After careful consideration, the community specially took out two staff members a few days ago to help odbo find a waste storage site. After many twists and turns, he finally coordinated a small house with more than 10 square meters and free waste storage at the waste transfer station in the district.. It not only solved the problem of odbo, but also won the understanding and support of the residents in the community.   Xiyuan community is a large community with 6 shaped communities and nearly 4000 households. During the interview, the reporter accompanied Secretary Zhu Zhenghong around Dengda, Weiye and other residential areas and found that the residents behaved generously and civilized and the residential environment was neat and orderly.. In every Loudaokou, there is a striking ” Basic Code of Conduct for Citizens”. In the windows and billboards, the content of civilization creation is rich and colorful. Every road and building is also very clean and sanitary. The whole community is in good order and permeated with a harmonious and civilized atmosphere everywhere..   ‘ civilization creation is no small matter. To build Wen Ming city and be a civilized person, one must start from every small matter. Although it is a small matter that we helped odbo to find a waste storage site, we let residents see our community cadres’ hands-on work attitude and moral pursuit of paying attention to people’s livelihood in the process of civilization creation.. To deepen the construction of civilized cities, a lot of work will end up in the community, and a lot of work needs us to implement one by one.. It is the high importance attached to every small matter concerning civilization and the effective resolution of every difficulty affecting civilization that makes the whole community look brand – new.. It is also because of the joint efforts of every community and every resident that the city’s civilization and harmony have been exchanged.. ‘ The words of Zhu Zhenghong, secretary of the Party General Branch of Xiyuan Community are convincing.   ‘ Everyone lives in a civilized and harmonious community, with a clean and comfortable environment, with flowers everywhere, grass and green, and civilized and peaceful families. Let’s not say how happy our mood is.. ‘ In the southern district of Taiping New Village, retired teacher Yuan took the reporter’s hand and said happily.   The improvement of a community’s civilization requires the active efforts and joint participation of the general public. There are more than 100 corridor leaders in our Xiyuan community, and more than 200 retired veteran cadres, old teachers and old workers who have formed a civilized volunteer team. They have been running around every neighborhood, building and household in the community all the year round. Whether it’s sunny or rainy, they can be seen in obscurity and toil and bustle.. With their support and dedication, the civilization of our Xiyuan community will be more colorful! ‘ Zhu Zhenghong said confidently.

AGED

Yellowing doors bits and pieces of the most beautiful landscapes scarred printed once owned, low red brick of the old house always brought back those memories touch of sadness.This is the old hospital where my grandparents had lived, although unoccupied for several years, after wind and rain erosion of withered relentless years of throwing, still the same is quaint and quiet, is endless Pinza principle and interest of life and philosophy of life.    I heard the door squeak open, clean, clean relic cleaned the hospital as.The well Indus grandfather planted have grown up, it has a calm passion, there is a quiet and imaginative.Cross on the roof of yellow-green, yellow grass complaint about the story yesterday, doing the spring dream, dark green grass positive laughing slapstick.Hanging on the wall of the old house still keep traces of sickle, red brick exterior wall has turned into the soil under the ridge-like formation of a hillock in the wall to get the red.My most memorable is that of a vegetable plot in the wall, it’s like a profound book I intensive, like a classic song let me finish, he saw a lot of people a lot of things that I will pour spread clear and distant dream.  Grandpa was a hard-working people, hard working life, obscure, late in life can not do the heavy work, but satisfied with the old.In his yard opened up a vegetable plot, the family did not want him to do, bitter persuasion, can grandfather said: Renna, can not forget our roots, get busy, or else the man was still alive doing.Grandpa said the family had no choice so good with him.  There are several children of his own grandfather worry about food or clothing, but it happens to the whole piece of land, do not help the family, which makes clean, neat, like a work of art.Once, a neighbor walked from the front, he said: “Father, you still vegetable ah!Quickly go back and rest, do not tired, that it enjoy good fortune.” I’m fine, veteran cadres to live to old ah ‘grandfather said then laughed.  Grandfather of vegetable is very in love.Lay Dying, it vegetable grandfather pointing to the negative entrusted to his family.Soon, the grandfather laughed and gone, and his smile was fixed on the vegetable garden.  Grandpa has always been a hard-working person.According to her mother recalled, when she first came to my home village elders have heard talk about my grandfather very capable.  Grandpa was gone, the family often come to the old hospital.Clean the yard, full vegetable, then that is standing there quietly looking at the vegetable garden, silent for a moment then quietly leave.  Dad always wanted me to look at the old hospital, in fact, do not call me dad, I would have to see it, because I often dream of my grandfather, we can see the vegetable garden to see Grandpa, Grandpa is watching the vegetable to go, and I have to walk on the vegetable to jump on him.  Now, the vegetable garden has a covered fruit, more brilliant in the autumn.

Rain, dripping onto the atrium

Raindrops falling, the sound I was very impulsive.Severe headaches, but the loss of cold air into the room in a consistent.    I told myself, should not be so sigh of fear in life is just over a quarter, is still very long, very long.However, imagine the beauty and the cruel reality, I had to stand in the corner, I’m afraid, fear, even if I know that everyone will experience these.In fact, I am very fragile, never learned to disguise themselves, someone cynical, I feel something wrong, how have so much temper, that when I cry, I only had I really want to do, never malicious, I am the only one person has been standing there.You do not know is that I never needed someone move closer to me, but, I really do not when when trying to ridicule me, I will be very sad, really.    Rain, the weather suddenly cool down.I saw the grave behind the school dormitory, a seat, as the morning sun, stuck to my eyes.I think really should rest quietly and think about his past and what will be done, on their own is the most real, is not it?Experience, I understand that the University is different from the past, at least, wayward consequences of their own can not afford.Looking back, I wandered, look forward, now it can be determined only life something to look forward, it will not be boring, only a plan, the habit of going live, it will not fall, has been the case, has never changed.    I never insist on only half as long as the things that do not do it at the beginning of.Know the word “fine”, that is sophisticated and meticulous; fine, learn to “fine life”, not all people are the most out of color, but it is to live the freest, happiest, most satisfied.Only do what you want, as long as they want, not vanity, not greedy, do only their own.Life can go sad, unwilling to be, all have a limit, you find it?Whether like me, but I told myself, listening to a song, cry over, just now decided to start, what is too late, just stick to it, there is a chance of success.    Suddenly, the thought of the Three Kingdoms of Liu Bei, Zhuge Liang before encountering almost no city, no soldiers.”Virtue” is Liu Bei’s stick, when I look at the three countries, many of scared, scared people do know how to dream a stick, from fall.Compared to him, I was regarded as a disease-free chaos groan.I understand that dream, from big or small, perhaps because of cowardice, will not firm, so what have become very unhappy.You can take a person, as long as your body is full of passion, blood, do not just give up.    Like March, at that time, seemed to be in early spring, the earth has green, no barren, dead, only the good start.That, is what I always hope.I’m looking for a harbor only to their own, it is here.    The rain stopped, the air fresh and all of a sudden it looked very empty, silent.Always remember you ever laughed at, disdain in the eyes, but you do not know: I will use my own mind, a strong hold up the sky.

Staring at your back

It is like to walk in your back, your back just to gaze.The warm wind, gently glide your hair, long hair fluttering brought up, my heart flows ignorant of happiness.    April is the spring season is also the time Acacia.That day you walked silently beside me, mouth smile always remain in the eyes, the sweet slowly overflow from the corner.You are willing to stay for me, my thoughts ever since rely.You gently bouncing pace, willowy exudes from behind you, involved with my eyes, reluctant to part with your steps.    Go behind your back, in order to enjoy the breeze light swing, that purple skirt swaying lightly instant style overflow of the heart, is to look at your weak want to hold the feeling of the wind in the attack and watch you smile at the moment, eclipsed spring moment, my heart happy quietly out of the wind.So okay?Staring at your back, just to leave your memories in the shadows, in the absence of the fall can be thin aftertaste.    April Rose’s full of gardens, flowers leaning against the front of your Fang-shiny red flowers, let your charming rose gently peeling shy, shy among that cluster slowly open.I gently hold your hand, my heart handle the situation fixed spread from the palm of your hand, you can understand I’m happy at the moment it.The original taste of love so sweet, as sweet brown southern, Qinru Heart, circulation of the body, the heart of the dumb overflow from the eyes, the way to love.    Staring at your back, dancing in the botanical gardens, are you happy.    Take a boat boat, light ubiquitous in East Lake Park Lake.Willow Dangzhuo painted green ripples in the water, Zhang Qing Dutch Sentimental smile, envious hot I’m proud.Rowing oars, standing on the bow looking at you, back in daylight unbridled deeply moved, faintly visible graceful slender legs straight, let me faint beauty between vertigo.You looked back at me, I heard scoff “fool, to see what it?”Rude pull off your hand, hold you in my arms, I look in your eyes that fanatical eyes, you Weibi eyes, whispering, asked:” What do you want?”Lips instantly intertwined, light your wonderful body trembling slightly, his hands between my neck Languo.After hurried kiss, I gently ask you: “Are you happy?”April came, but you gotta go.After breakfast, transfer you go, I watch your back far into the station, you insisted I accompany you into together, I do not want to, I’m afraid the separation of sad, though you just leave dozens of days, cough, think later I want a man two months spent worrying about the kind of thoughts I am afraid that a time alone, can not see your back I’ll be lonely.    So okay, you walk alone, I leave you back, at night, when lonely, can be painted memories of your back, you want to diffuse way, so good?    Watch your back boarded the car, I was hidden in the corner, wiping his eyes that tear.    All the way, I will always think of you.    Through the Botanical Garden, to see you back among the flowers dancing, not peach Xie, already full of roses.

Staring at your back

It is like to walk in your back, your back just to gaze.The warm wind, gently glide your hair, long hair fluttering brought up, my heart flows ignorant of happiness.    April is the spring season is also the time Acacia.That day you walked silently beside me, mouth smile always remain in the eyes, the sweet slowly overflow from the corner.You are willing to stay for me, my thoughts ever since rely.You gently bouncing pace, willowy exudes from behind you, involved with my eyes, reluctant to part with your steps.    Go behind your back, in order to enjoy the breeze light swing, that purple skirt swaying lightly instant style overflow of the heart, is to look at your weak want to hold the feeling of the wind in the attack and watch you smile at the moment, eclipsed spring moment, my heart happy quietly out of the wind.So okay?Staring at your back, just to leave your memories in the shadows, in the absence of the fall can be thin aftertaste.    April Rose’s full of gardens, flowers leaning against the front of your Fang-shiny red flowers, let your charming rose gently peeling shy, shy among that cluster slowly open.I gently hold your hand, my heart handle the situation fixed spread from the palm of your hand, you can understand I’m happy at the moment it.The original taste of love so sweet, as sweet brown southern, Qinru Heart, circulation of the body, the heart of the dumb overflow from the eyes, the way to love.    Staring at your back, dancing in the botanical gardens, are you happy.    Take a boat boat, light ubiquitous in East Lake Park Lake.Willow Dangzhuo painted green ripples in the water, Zhang Qing Dutch Sentimental smile, envious hot I’m proud.Rowing oars, standing on the bow looking at you, back in daylight unbridled deeply moved, faintly visible graceful slender legs straight, let me faint beauty between vertigo.You looked back at me, I heard scoff “fool, to see what it?”Rude pull off your hand, hold you in my arms, I look in your eyes that fanatical eyes, you Weibi eyes, whispering, asked:” What do you want?”Lips instantly intertwined, light your wonderful body trembling slightly, his hands between my neck Languo.After hurried kiss, I gently ask you: “Are you happy?”April came, but you gotta go.After breakfast, transfer you go, I watch your back far into the station, you insisted I accompany you into together, I do not want to, I’m afraid the separation of sad, though you just leave dozens of days, cough, think later I want a man two months spent worrying about the kind of thoughts I am afraid that a time alone, can not see your back I’ll be lonely.    So okay, you walk alone, I leave you back, at night, when lonely, can be painted memories of your back, you want to diffuse way, so good?    Watch your back boarded the car, I was hidden in the corner, wiping his eyes that tear.    All the way, I will always think of you.    Through the Botanical Garden, to see you back among the flowers dancing, not peach Xie, already full of roses.

Everything not later

Drink drunk the sun finally opened his eyes bleary, yellow reeling seem not a little angry face.Through the heavy clouds, like the old man go, climb in southeast.Tie, this weather you like a sign of spring?Little philosophy will spit nails in the wall of the roller press concierge, bored of sitting by the fire, he began to think about this season, a new year of.Yes, he was reflecting on his past, he was planning his future.Clear goals, confused journey, which he did not dare let his feet up, the first step stop was really hard to choose, then, for the time being he found himself on the indulgence of a reason not on the table – the stand.    Penetration of wind hit his shoulder.Day, still breath into cream.Heart, still clinging absurd.Someone once called this shameless persistence “spoon behavior”.Facts have proved that he is indeed a spoon, but he can hardly give up his dream inside of tone must be reconciled by himself, he wanted his tone in her shadow.Ignite charcoal grilled stinging him back, but he still stubborn reluctance turned away.Cold and back pain in the chest while his body is full, which makes him a kind of sense of pleasure.New Year in February Yaotouhuangnao will soon be shopped in a third, he knows that Valentine’s Day is coming.    For a “show” full of gas, advocating freedom and romantic dandy young, every day is worth meaningful memorial.This Valentine’s Day is meaningful, he still can not know.He only knew this Valentine’s Day, a man he had.One day, he had to seek some pleasure, so lonely and to his side, wrapped around his body, tight around his soul.This is terrible, which is a shame but life is generally placed in the dark, depressed, ashamed own filth.He should not open that this invite Kaifeng poetry or pour a cup of tea or liquor alone reward.He was temporarily sealed his stubbornness, his insistence on this day is definitely the kind of persecution, he did not want these nondescript emotional gravity indulge in such days, so over the next today, he subvert their own.He pointed to his chest said to myself, “trauma you get is good news, is news, you know what it meant to love, all this is not too late for you idiot, the twenty-two, you know seventeen and eighteen others to know something, it is your pleasure, because everything is not late. “.    ”Everything is not late” in life, he will campaign this flag into his assault camp, this is his views on love, even though he does not have love.Under a relationship, but he did want to come a little late, single, cynical him thoroughly to see themselves, but also have more energy to constantly look at their own.Teachers said: “Men are not good, can not find good woman.”.Obviously, he was not a good man.But he knows everything, not later….

Ebb Tide, what is gold?

Has put together over a poem, “To the text Cultivator” in this sentence: how many articles Lang Tao Sha, Time flies out of real gold.Now, I think another problem: Ebb Tide, what is gold?  True gold fears fire, but can not stand the test of beautiful legends.  Lama, a mysterious beautiful name, a premature death Lama, the world’s most beautiful lover, the most beautiful snow-covered plateau Gesang.Long days, I do not know touched the hearts of many people, I do not know how many men of letters went to his story.About his love poems and stories about him, and the book has been translated numerous poems.Mr. Yu Quan Road, from the beginning, about his poetry and books can be said to have been swept.A variety of versions, each with its own statement, but only a large definition, he is a Lover.I have been moved, about his book “live Tathagata live Qing”, I think the more he read the more magical.  When a “anthem Lama set” before me, filled with hope to turn, turned over page after page, I was dumbfounded, I could not find Lama.He suddenly fallen, is no longer a Lover.  Accidentally saw a familiar poem was vulgar: To break people heart and desire, fear will lose this life to Buddhism.  To practice seclusion in the mountains, the women turn away from the heart.  This book is the only one to give me the impression of poetry.Faced with this book, I can only silent.Easily tossed aside, his hands hold his forehead.Was secretly cursed: This is also called it poetry?Now the business to make money really does not blink ah!I do not like angry, so try to think about some good things.Unconsciously, what the brain flash, oh, a seal had translated his poetry: sentimental loss was considered holy life, into the mountains and do not fear Allure.  Andhra queen world law, live Tathagata live Qing.  Yeah!More comfortable.Read this poem, simply a pleasure.  At that moment, a few words on the title page of the collision just took down my eyes, “Long winter translated”.Suddenly I exceedingly strange, I remember I had read point his “Heyuan Sketches” is the great charm of the article ah.I took this point the only curiosity reading this book again.  When still in order, let some text I was scared, very bad.  ”Translating Poetry by far the most loyal Lama, eliminate misunderstanding, but also a true Lama.”This comment is undoubtedly his place at risk.When I carefully read the preface, I understand, Mr. Long Dong as a Chinese and Tibetan translator to make this book.Really wanted to shame.  When the mystery is no longer so mysterious, legendary not so legendary, so when no longer Lover Lover, which will be scouring the gold.This is true, Mr. Long Dong also said, the poetry of heaven and earth.  Of course, Mr. Long winter may also hope that he is a Lover.Ebb Tide many years, he finally opened a little mysterious veil.Looking for centuries, finally winnowed out some gold to.So, the previous efforts of so many people what count?  I think, no matter who translated, written, people are not favored by fake.True or false, after all, everything about him is sustenance, but also later sustenance of all people.Lama, just a beautiful and charming scenery, is God, the good hearts of the people forever.  A cultural works, whether good, is valuable, that it something inside, rather than what authority.The vast ocean Culture, Ebb Tide.Amoy real gold is one thing, gold is another matter.As long as it has its value, even if it is a grain of sand, but also gold.

dreaming

Late at night, the world quietly off to sleep, people’s thoughts are flying at random.In the dream, miss their loved ones, friends, colleagues familiar with are still around, I will not feel lonely.    Riyousuosi night had a dream.In particular, who want, who will be able to dream.Loneliness is often part of the day, dream people do not feel alone at all I can get lost in a dream reproduction.People say: you have a dream there is hope, there is looking forward to have a dream, a dream there is ideal, the pursuit of.New Year, hope there will be dreams, there will be new dreams, hopes dreams come true!    Child’s dream is to be able to wear new clothes, have their favorite new toy; student’s dream is to get good grades, admitted to a good university, find a good job; adults dream is to make more money, the family can be peace, good life ; the old man’s dream is to have a good body, children can Huijia look.Everyone in the realization of their dreams!    In the dream, I was a carefree child, smile so bright.No matter how unhappy reality people, in a dream, he is happy.Sometimes I struggled to wake up from a nightmare.How many thoughts in a dream, how many melancholy, how many laughter, how many sad.    Cold cold day, but the dream always is so warm, I’m smiling.Missing loved ones, all the familiar can be reproduced in a dream.I am no longer a lonely man.    I daydream dream there will always be you appear, I do not know if reality is too let me down, why I love to dream.When in a bad mood, when troubles, the only way is to let yourself go to sleep and dream for, you can make yourself temporarily forget everything, forget and eliminate a lot of headaches, sadness, face reality in a better mood.    In the dream, I have a lot of little secrets to share with you, there are a lot of story to tell to you; in a dream, you in close proximity, there is no longer far away; I am no longer a man in a dream cry; only a dream, I can take you around.If you never met, maybe I’m in a dream is lonely, I’m just a fleeting shadow, nice to have you in my dreams accompanied!I’m not demanding, even if only a warm dream, nothing more!    In the dream, there is no worldly tie him down and entangled, no trouble and sorrow.Whether it is the past life of the agreement?That cherished dream, it has endless thoughts and thoughts, looked on children, the stars, make a colorful dream.    In the dream I can feel your sweet, your temperature, your breathing, your heartbeat.Dream, simple and pure desire and dream of a free and easy indifferent.Weave a dream for themselves, happily singing, let your thoughts freely, unfettered.In the dream, there is no interest and deception, just want to have a simple pleasure!    No dream, the spirit becomes a barren dream promised us a good wishes, let our souls can find a home.Let us dream of emotional sustenance, some praying, is no longer a blank.Although sometimes during the long night, tossing and turning, a myriad of thoughts, but in the dream it is the perfect, sweet, a dream I want to wake up.    Life can not lose hope, can not live without dreams, even if it can not be achieved, we must have a vision of the heart, we can smile in reality.Dream people find spiritual sustenance, rely on to ease the miss, the release of pressure.Even inviting a wisp of white hair, no regrets.Life is half reality, half dream is.I wish everyone can have a beautiful reality, but also do a nice dream!    Dream is fair to everyone, even beggars, can do on a dream, so dream can be realized in a dream.What a wonderful dream ah!It turned out missing can be spent in a dream, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, take me fall asleep soundly, wake up not willing to dream, dream Yiyi always accompanied.    Acacia red beans with that, let me put you in a dream recovered, hide you in my dreams, I have written the poem, locked in my dreams!Accompanied by sweet of you, if living in a dream is a blessing!