After many years of this phone, listening to the very familiar voice, I have an illusion that I feel like a lifetime. Maybe after a long time, the feeling of heartache for you has gradually faded, although there is still a slight decline at this time. And regret that is just a memory giving me some feelings although you didn’t tell me your life in other places now, I still sincerely smile and bless you although I can’t tell whether the smile is completely relieved or not I can still hear your sadness. I keep silent. I don’t want to comfort you. I just don’t know where to comfort you. But there is also a slight pain and loss in my heart. I don’t know what I used to be because you are my acquaintance. The most intimate and sincere friend, I hope you can live a good life. Once upon a time, my memory was that we were together and vaguely remembered that we were crying and crying and we looked happy and happy. But now things have gone and things have already been different, now I have lived happily. I hope you can also have this happiness even if your happiness is really no longer related to me, some things only belong to the past, maybe after being relieved of everything, what exists is no longer love, but only a very common emotion. Although each other has some memories and nostalgia, it is not necessarily a good thing. It turned out to be heartwarming. I know We have all left injuries of different degrees. I also know that not everyone can be cured, but I really want to tell you that if you give up, you shouldn’t touch this wound yourself. Maybe it will only make you more painful.. You will have a good medicine to cure wounds, which is your happy life. We don’t need to care about each other because this is not in the scope of our happiness. We only need to deeply bless and bless each other for happiness forever… Forever…

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The sunshine is as comfortable as rain, and the dishes are light and windy! Heaven has enough infinite, let the beautiful sight cast on the ground a cluster of green, perhaps red flowers! It is as hot as youth, but the waiting person is too late to come! Love can be seen in the sun! Rich and full, surrounded by countless lovers kissing! If you can have a dreamy love, it must be beautiful. You don’t need to hold hands, but you can cultivate yourself in the hot spring pool! Children’s eyes look at what is! This is really good, no doubt, mixed with hateful ideas! Tomorrow is still good, but I have a good sleep tonight! In the classroom, everyone looked forward to it, and the only person who talked endlessly! A boy depicts his mind on the keyboard of his mobile phone! The sky is very blue, I will stare at it with my heart until that blue sky comes!

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In the early morning, it was still raining, and sometimes there were also strong winds blowing, which made the rolling gate of the opposite house sound and sound. I originally wanted to go back to my hometown during the holiday on Saturday. The rain seemed to make me lose face, so I dismissed the idea of going home. After breakfast, I walked into the dormitory and sat in front of the table with a bench to correct the students’ compositions. Correcting compositions is an important part of Chinese teaching and a very fine work. A teacher once said like this: he likes to take several Chinese classes and is unwilling to correct a composition. This shows that it is very hard to change the composition. Composition is a window of students’ hearts. It is difficult to understand a student’s inner world if students’ compositions are not corrected properly. As for correcting primary school students’ compositions, I often start from the following aspects to deepen my understanding of students’ inner world. I. Content modification (1) whether the statement is smooth and fluent. (2) whether the content conforms to the meaning of the question. (3) whether the material properly represents the center. (4) whether the center is clear and centralized. (5) whether the viewpoint is correct and clear. II. Format modification (1) whether the level is clear. (2) whether the details are appropriate. (3) whether the use of Chinese characters and punctuation marks is correct. (4) whether the application format is complete and correct. (5) to modify the method, methods such as adding, deleting, adjusting and changing can be adopted, and corresponding modification symbols should be used for the composition in the examination room to ensure that the paper surface is clean and tidy. It takes a lot of time and energy to correct a composition in this way. Generally, it takes nearly 30 minutes to correct a composition, and I have been busy for a long time without correcting several compositions. Because of the rain, my son didn’t go out to play today. He urged me to cook dinner at 4: 30. I answered several times: Let’s have dinner after finishing these compositions, I am deeply attracted by students’ compositions. My son ran to me to see me correcting students’ compositions, and then he walked away unconsciously. I finally forgot to cook dinner. My son couldn’t bear it. I learned to cook dinner by myself. After the dinner was cooked, my son asked me to have dinner several times, but I didn’t go. He was a little angry and went to work on his homework after having dinner. This student’s composition is based on gratitude. When I just started to assign this topic, I was afraid that my classmates couldn’t grasp the content of this aspect, so I wanted to rewrite the content of other aspects. However, my classmates insisted that I wouldn’t change it, and they all wanted to have a try, I agreed with their request. In the process of correcting, I found that the students’ composition was really good, which was really precious for rural children. Now I extract the composition of the two classmates, and let it be treasured in my memory forever as a lovely gift. (Ii) grateful parents author: Qiu Dong (pseudonym) Speaking of gratitude, I still don’t know who I am grateful to. There are so many people around me who help me, care for me and love me, inspire me… which one is not worthy of my gratitude? I thought hard, ah… these two people are what I should be most grateful to, that is my father and mother. From the moment I was born, they devoted all their love to me. Although they could not bring me a splendid life, they gave me an eternal life. They hold up a clear sky of love for me with love. When I am depressed, depressed and crying, I can enjoy the warmth of love in my parents’ harbor. I remember once when I was having dinner with my father and mother, suddenly my stomach was painful. My father was very anxious. He put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and ran to the township hospital with my back. My mother locked the door at the back and ran to the township hospital immediately. When I arrived at the hospital, my father went to the infirmary to ask a doctor to see me. After checking, smelling, asking, and cutting, the doctor said that there was no big deal. Stomach pain was caused by too much food, and eating some snack tablets would be good. Hearing what the doctor said, the hanging stone in their hearts suddenly fell down, and a smile flashed between their eyebrows. I was safe in a few days after my parents took care of me. Another time, my whole body was wet when I played with several children. My father was not at home that day, and only my mother was at home. I didn’t dare to tell my mother when I went home. I sneaked into the house and changed my clothes and trousers, but later my mother knew it. I had a high fever in the middle of the night. My mother went to Murakami alone with a flashlight and asked a doctor to see me. But God played tricks on people. The village doctor was not at home that night. My mother had to go to the township hospital four or five miles away from home alone to ask a doctor to see me. After the doctor examined me, she said that she would take intravenous drip, and my mother nodded. The doctor went home after intravenous drip. However, my mother kept waiting in front of my bed. When I woke up, I found that my mother fell asleep on the head of the bed. At this time, I was tearful and didn’t know what to say to my mother. Parents’ love is as warm as spring; As warm as summer; As refreshing as autumn; As pure as winter. Let’s learn to be grateful! If today is the last day of my life, the first thing we should do is to repay my parents who raised me! The kindness of dripping water should be reported to the spring. What’s more, what parents pay for us is not only a drop of water, But a vast ocean. Although gratitude is a behavior verb, it needs not only actions, but also sincerity. In short, gratitude is gratitude, from the heart. Only when we learn to be grateful can our hearts become pure. (3) grateful author: Xiong Xuefang (pseudonym) gratitude is a virtue and a necessary accomplishment for a person. Each of us should have a grateful heart. I have seen such a story in an extra-curricular book: Once upon a time, a woman’s family was not in the world, leaving her alone, and her family was very poor. Once she passed the street and saw a little boy in shabby clothes sitting there feebly. She walked over and asked: what are you doing here? Where are your parents? Why didn’t they pick you up? The little boy shed dry tears and said feebly: both my parents have passed away. I haven’t got a piece of bread to eat since I came here from home for several days, but a glass of water to drink. The woman said. Therefore, the kind woman handed the last piece of bread in her bag to the little boy, but she walked with an empty belly. The woman fainted on the ground after walking for a while. People in the street immediately took the woman to the hospital, and the woman was saved. Later, the little boy met a big businessman who left him a lot of property after his death. More than ten years later, the little boy met the woman who once saved him. The woman could no longer recognize the little boy, who had grown into a big middle-aged man. The little boy knelt in front of the woman and called her mother kindly. The woman was surprised. The little boy told his heart. The woman was moved to shed glittering tears. She lifted the little boy up. This story deeply touched my heart. Ten years ago, there was no news from my father who went out to work. My mother brought up our four sisters alone. My mother suffered a lot and shed a lot of tears. These years, our four sisters have been taken care of by many people, and I always remember them in my heart. Now is the golden period of my study. I will study hard and repay those who helped us in the future. (Iv) there are 42 students in our class this year, 18 of whom are left-behind children. Their parents work outside for a long time, and many of the children come back for the Spring Festival every year, after the Spring Festival, they went to the front line of working, while some children’s parents didn’t even come back to visit them for several years. Their hearts lack care, and they need to get the warmth like other children. Children are the support of the family, the hope of the nation and the future of the motherland. As a teacher, it is duty-bound to educate them well. In daily education and teaching, besides imparting book knowledge to them, we should also teach them how to behave and how to be grateful, know how to repay family and society in the future. When I finished my last comment, the street lamp had already given off a slight soft light, and the food in the pot had already become cold. Today, I am totally attracted by these immature words, just like entering a magnificent restaurant. There are ginseng and bird’s nest, but there are also vegetables and turnips. However, whatever is the result of students’ hard work, they should be respected. Hey! I had a different and sumptuous dinner tonight. Guess what it is?

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Life joy: meet old, wedding night, jinbangtiming. When this piece of advertisement appeared on the TV, it was dusk. Five of us were drinking here. We didn’t know how many rounds we had. All of us got drunk. After listening to the advertisement broadcast by CCTV, Lao Yan turned up a pair of drunk eyes and said, “Life is joyful. I know that what I met in other places is the enemy who took over my wife. See you happy? After listening to the nonsense of the old election, we all burst into laughter. Shen, who was born in college, smiled and said to Lao Yan, “You can’t spit out your Ivory. It was originally the joy of getting together with your good friends. However, when you came to pick up the Dragon casually, you turned into an enemy who was particularly jealous. Shen said again that the original poem was such a long drought that met Ganlin, met old friends in other places, and at the wedding night, it was the best time to be on the list. My thoughts tend to be more romantic about the old knowledge of meeting in other places. When he or she met in other places, he was affectionate to her, she intended to him, and suffered from long-time lovesickness. At the moment of meeting, he hadn’t married, nor did she, fate continues in other places. You came! You came! In the slanting drizzle, the two hearts of the sea swallow holding the red rope, the shadow of the clouds falling down on the Heart Lake ,,, wandering and bitter, etc. became eternal at an unexpected moment when they met each other. Shen Ha’s voice: It’s interesting to think about this sentence from the old election. Shen also said to me and Hewei: I will take the rest three poems with you to change it from joy to sorrow? Wei Dao: I’m not interested in you playing. I smiled and said: Have a try. Shen Dao, let me answer the first sentence: long drought, flood and flood. Raise my head, I answer the fourth sentence: The A- level wanted criminal on the Internet at the time of the gold list title. Shen and Yang smiled and said to me, “wind, you take the wedding ceremony at night. I know that they are deliberately embarrassing me. These two guys are both happy. But it left me, the fifth son of the King, a wedding night. I blurted out: when the wedding night is full of flowers and candles, where will you die. In fact, the inspiration of this sentence I wrote in Jielong is from a Cantonese song “Emperor Flower”. The four joys of life, we pick up the Dragon out of the four sorrows of life, it is also very interesting to read. After a long drought, when it comes to the flood of Ganlin, the enemy who knows how to seize his wife knows how to get married. The most wanted criminal of Grade A on the Internet at the time of death and death. The spring rain is as expensive as oil. After a long time, how is the interpretation of the two words sad and bitter. “Imperial Flower” starts with two sentences: Fallen Flowers cover the sky with moonlight, borrow a cup and recommend it to Fengtai. What a fascinating season it is, the season when butterfly bees fly on April in the world, and the season full of vitality everywhere. However, the process is heartbreaking, which makes people unable to regain the patch. However, compared with the man who loves her beloved, this woman’s insistence on love can not be compared with the state of love. Looking secretly, I was half terrified. I was afraid that the Prince would cherish the marriage between the Emperor and the Emperor. I was not willing to sacrifice my love to accompany me to Linquan. The daughter of the Emperor, how much can she pay for her true love on earth? Can’t let people give birth to a big greeting? At this time of death, she was not lucky that she had a lover who was devoted to herself, but she became suspicious. Was she a lover in heaven? Isn’t it connected in the ground? The strong selfishness has to make people sigh with emotion and sadness: make a new house in the tomb of the wedding Cup, and wait for thousands of years to sing and praise the Prince on the Lingtai. When love is strong, what remains in the eyes is the advantages of lovers! For love, when love is strong, who will take care of others’ mistakes, all moral bottom lines can be abandoned, and who has the heart to take care of the praise after a thousand years? Infamy? As for the man, her lover is really a Dangdang gentleman: I hope that I can be buried together, and it is difficult for couples to drink arsenic for the consort at night,,,,,, pass the Gold Cup and slowly swallow and taste it. After the poisonous wine passes through the heart, what sits in my heart is not the Buddha, but the Yan Ruan Yu who makes my heart sway. The man endured the huge pain of the poisonous wine which was twisted into the intestines and bit into the belly, swallowed slowly and tasted the poisonous wine lightly. He just wanted to extend even a little time in the Yang world. For nothing else, he just wanted to see your Jade face for a while! I am afraid that the river of forgotten rivers in the hell is not easy to swim. For love! How refined and unrestrained men are. Compared with the infatuated men and women who are piled up by flowery words nowadays, is this love? It gives people the feeling of opening the door and stepping on a pile of shit. This woman is lucky, so is her husband. However, this poem can interpret a miniature of life. Long drought flood is a picture meet old enemy is acting wedding night bereavement dream surprised jinbangtiming when wanted is novel young puffed up. The scheming in middle age. All struggles and demands, people’s understanding in the twilight years, as the Buddha said: Everything is like a dream. Life is short and long, in which joy and sorrow are always needed and must be experienced. After tasting the sweet, sour and bitter taste, everything will return to peace and peace. 2013.6.12

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However, he had no choice but to stretch out his other hand. It was really strange that he was so determined when choosing the path he had determined, and he had no choice but to persuade the people around him earnestly, after persuasion and persuasion, I went to the end with a sigh of relief. However, after being embarrassed and scarred, the stubbornness that the eight horses couldn’t pull back broke the bank in an instant, and they were down and out with empty hands, so they began to reflect, regret and grieve, after that, the plot of the long-time silent TV series will always be like this. The person who desires is destined to be the one who is burnt by the fire of desire. I thought it was a sin, and even if I had such thoughts, I should not be forgiven. But when the desire no longer even the desire also vanished, the inexplicable heart was filled with fear, and suddenly stood back for a long time at a certain moment. Then it was silent and turned around to warn myself more than once, contentment is a calm state of mind after hard work, but I don’t know when it will become a fixed mode to shuttle through the crowd like Walking Dead, blindly living a quiet life like death. At a certain moment, a certain place will suddenly feel inexplicable uneasy, but after occasionally raising his head, he will lower his head for a long time and then bury himself in his head, I am not working hard but deeply so that I can’t find the real self. I don’t know what I wrote. What I wrote has a relationship with desire. I just wrote it when I thought of it.

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It cooled down tonight, and there was a cool breeze blowing outside the villa. The sky was covered with dense clouds. There were no stars and no moon. Walking alone in the spring forest of the empty mountain, it was a little cold, after watching wild flowers for a while and listening to a few birds’ cries, I felt boring, so I went into the villa and read books online. I don’t know how long it took. I was a little tired. I was ready to go to bed. Suddenly I heard information coming from my mobile phone and tablet. I looked at it and felt disappointed. I just went out for a walk! I opened the door of the villa, and a gust of wind blew in. It was still a little cold. Wearing shoes on the ground, I saw my shadow shaking on the ground. Yeah, it was clearly that the moon came out! Looking up, I saw the mottled clouds all over the sky on the top of my villa. The Moon showed its round face from the clouds! Tonight or full moon! The brilliance of the Moon draws the outline of my villa, with bright curves and black silhouette. The ground is full of the blue and blue brightness of the moon! Really odd! I am a person who doesn’t care about the sky and the day, he often doesn’t know what day it is today, let alone the lunar calendar. Several years ago, I read a poem: there is no calendar in the mountain, and I don’t know the year when it is cold. This is my life. Just by the profit and loss of the moon, we can roughly judge what day it is today. Tonight is the full moon, and it must be 16 when it appears in the southern sky at zi shi. The Moon of fifteen should be in the western sky now. Dongpo children’s shoes said, there should be no hatred. Why do you prefer different times? When the ancients saw the full moon, they would think of family reunion. I am monk, the world is so big that all places are my home. Where am I, where is my home. The place where my heart comes back is my hometown. For me, the home people say is already an outsider. In my heart, except for my son, parents and brothers, as well as my students, other people, whether they have or not, three or two bosom friends are enough. I have all these, my heart is as complete as the bright moon in the sky tonight! God has given me a lot, I am extremely satisfied! The wind blows outside, not biting, but you must add clothes. He simply stripped himself off, wore mummy sleeping bag, hit leggings and wristbands, tied a solid Kung Fu belt on his waist, wore field shoes, took a flashlight and tablet computer, and went to the mountains. I want to see the shadow of the moonlight and the flowers under the moonlight. I can’t live up to this round of full moon, because after tonight, this kind of moon can only be seen next month. Out of the villa is the mountain. Once stepping into the grass Road, your feet are covered with dew. It’s really great. The dew is cool on my feet and slowly seeps into my skin. Aren’t I sucking the aura of Heaven and Earth? Haha! Step a few more feet and let all the shoes get wet by dew! Touch the green spring grass with hands, and the hands are also covered with dew. I have never been so close to the night dew, and suddenly I think of the water for making tea in A Dream of Red Mansions, I don’t need to be so particular about using dew on some flowers to make tea at the time of several months. Yamano Murakami is used to it extensively. There is dew on this foot, it has been able to make me beautiful in my heart for a long time. I took a flashlight and took a photo of the grass along the road. There was a layer of white dew on the grass leaves, and there were a few bright Dew beads on the tip of the leaves, reflecting the moonlight. When the night wind blows, it will not fall down. Touch it with your fingers, a cool feeling, spread all over the body, refreshing. I slowly felt the taste of the night dew in the moonlight. I licked my finger on the tip of my tongue, as if there was a sweet smell! This is the essence that God has given me. I am satisfied and have no extravagant demands. I just want to walk between heaven and earth forever. Continue to climb the mountain. There are all kinds of trees on the mountain, which can be called famous, such as locust tree, cypress tree, pine tree, golden tree, and many other trees, which cannot be called Famous, they all rushed to spit new leaves at night. The gentle night wind passed through the woods, and the sound of trees and weeds growing inside was in a trance. The flowers of locust tree are white, swinging on the branches with moonlight, as if waving to me! The roots of the needles and leaves of pine trees stretch out, and the pine flowers face the sky, which are tender yellow, just like the fingers of babies. The tender leaves of the golden tree are somewhat transparent in the hand electric light, and the bone lines of the leaves on the leaves have distinct roots, which are lovely yellow. The place where I had the most contact with the branches of the golden tree since I was young was my ass. When I was young, I was so naughty that my mother beat me every day, and it was the tool I used. However, my foster mother who beat me had slept in the East China Sea, but she often remembered her kindness to me. She used to hate the golden bar, but now she is grateful to it in her heart. Without them, maybe I won’t read so many books, maybe I will become leap soil. The road was overgrown with weeds. He was alone in the forest and didn’t want to step on the Snake. He always followed the flashlight. The withered grass on both sides of the road was dense. Among the withered leaves, many new grasses came out of their heads. Some places were covered with green, and some were mixed in the withered grass. There was no need to capture Chunxin. It was in the grass at midnight, on the branches, blooming emerald. When the wind blew, some grass leaves turned green in a trance. Through the Woods, I vaguely heard the sound of water from the spring, which was as tiny as the whisper of a little girl. Following the sound, I saw small flowers all over the floor, yellow and purple, with big little finger, which were open at my feet. It seemed that there was a fragrance coming with the wind. When I raised my head fiercely, a large cluster of thorn flowers and thousands of white flowers were shining with wet light in the flashlight! White petals, bright yellow stamens, dense and charming, bloomed in the green leaves, so excited that they took out a tablet computer and took many photos. There was no one in the empty mountain, and the flowing water blossomed. The moment Wang Yangming realized the truth in the Dragon field, it was such a situation that made him sobering. It turned out that the way he sought hard was just around him. He was also standing on the Moonlight and dew on the same moonlit night. Did he encounter such a situation? I didn’t expect that I would have the same situation seven hundred years later. I don’t have such profound attainments as Yangming’s children’s shoes, nor do I understand his psychology. I only know that on such a night, I feel happy. On such a full moon night, my night tour made my heart happy and sweet. All the things outside of my body could not hold in my heart. The spring water under the flower tree is very small, falling from the grass leaves on the slope in a large pool, clear, with some white petals floating in the pool, that is the soul of flowers. The shadow of flower soul at the bottom of the water is slightly micro-moving only when the flowing spring falls, which is as wonderful as a dream. I don’t want to disturb these dreams of flower souls, and walk back cautiously for fear of disturbing them. Tonight is really beautiful. Looking at the sky, the clouds in the sky have drifted away, only a small piece on the west side of the moon. Two stars, one left and one right, look at each other. I am just like a cloud flying with the direction of my heart. I am very satisfied with my life now and everything tonight. On such a full moon night, with stars as company, my life, successful yet. When I went down the mountain, there was a piece of light stone, the clear glow of the Moon, laid on it faintly. I was lying on the stone alone, pressing my shadow, looking at the full moon and the cloud. I want to stay with them for a longer time. Next month’s full moon night, I don’t know where I will be. At dawn on April 16, 2014, it was recorded in Laiyan Pagoda. Like (prose editor: Di Mo Chengshang) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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In the dim light of time, I met you unexpectedly. There were waves of rivers and boats. From then on, I hid deep in my heart. I didn’t go to the south of the Yangtze River for a long time. There was no news that the weeping willows on the Qinhuai River; cut the West candle, cover the window, any step of autumn rain to Dawn; Fold peach blossom, wet eyelash feather, bitter waiting for others to hold ink pen. After being weathered out, the dust was fragrant, and the cloud covered the shadow trace. I couldn’t guess the fragrance of eyebrows in the scroll painting. Having tasted all the bitterness in the fate and never changing the original heart, this stubborn idiot drifted in the rivers and lakes. Without asking the sword and sword, regardless of life and death, he was willing to live and depend on each other. In Bixi, who was ashamed of the fish and admired the female raccoon in the same trade; Under the slope of the horse, the pear flowers fell down till death, and who would dance the boundless neon feather; Shu Mei Xue Ji, how much sunny day, who put a pot of unbrewed tea on the red stove. Who lingered in those beautiful and unreal scenes in history, hurt his mood and played the song of forgetting worries. In spring, new brewed wine was buried under the eaves, waiting for people who were destined to drink together with expectation; Qiu Hua Lingling, deserted the courtyard, broke the agreement, the person who was waiting persistently at the beginning, went to where. There are smoke curling, smoke and rain on the building. I don’t know if there is anyone else performing the ups and downs between the heaven and the earth; Songtao bamboo forest, white clothes are beautiful, fireflies are singing, playing the piano without strings; When I was born, I was, there is no Chanjuan in the depth of the high platform; Huangquan Road, grievances and grievances, Manzhu shahua refers to nine days. The mottled walls were old and green, and the gorgeous demon flowers were ten miles away. Outside the sky, the Van Gogh sang. The people in the reincarnation, you know, in the hazy time, I am in love with this different scenery …… like (prose editor: Ke Er) the thirty years of my WeChat era

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Equisetum ramosissimum flowering. The light blue flowers came into my eyes, seeped into such a deep and shallow world, and gradually became bright in places that I could not touch. I love every flower, why do you always want to be bright in places I can’t touch now? Just like your fragrance is so light that I have nowhere to find? How I wish to touch you! Please don’t be so dull as soon as I love the flowers. The ladder made by spiders for me will be ready soon. Please give me time, let me see if your light blue flower heart is still enchanting my figure. I love every flower, please give me time, I am on my way. I am no longer that timid girl: the wind and snow turned into swords and penetrated my body, the Thunder and Lightning turned into gold needles and stabbed into my bones, but my hands were tightly wrapped around the spider line. But why don’t my flowers give me time ,, the flowers bloom. Light blue flowers bloom outside my heart. The light blue flower heart which once filled with me penetrated my body and opened in the place where my fingertips could not touch. 2012/8/26

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My hometown is deep in the mountains, and there are green fields when I go out. I have to go through the mountains when I go out. After going out to work, I lived in a small county, and every residence was beside the oasis. Today’s residence is needless to say. The best community in a small county is called the purple water side. Although it is not comparable to the heaven above, the flourishing land of flowers and willows in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and the gentle and rich hometown below, it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the environment is elegant, quiet and lively. In front of the door is the riverside scenery belt, the river is gurgling, there are sandbars in the river, sandbars have hundreds of acres, an oasis that has accumulated for thousands of years. On the right side of the door is the big square, with flowers and trees, blue sky and white clouds, Red Men and green women, and pleasant scenery. Door left ancient houses, is said Hunan Building. Chen Mantian said that Hunan Army architecture is an important and outstanding representative of Hunan culture in the history of architectural art and decorative art! They cannot be copied! There is a new tower next to the ancient dwellings, and the lights are flashing at night, like dreams. If there is no Oasis, people who are used to living in the oasis will not feel comfortable and uncomfortable. Not long ago, I went on a business trip to a city. It was the time when the tiger was in power in autumn. The sun was scorching and the heat was scorching. I didn’t want to go out when I stayed in a hotel. In the afternoon, I went to do business and then had dinner at my friend’s house. After a few drinks, I don’t want to go anywhere. So, through the tree-lined road and the long flower bed, I came to the residence, turned on the air conditioner, and slept until the sky was slightly bright. Got up and opened the curtain. On the broad road, there began to be a surge of cars. Beside the road is a steep hillside, and the winter jasmine vines hang down from the hillside. It seems that this is an ancient building. Due to the polishing of time, trees are flourishing on the title page of history. There is a green shade on the hillside with numerous ancient Zhangs, which is a good place for walking in the morning. I woke up Zheng Dafu who was walking along the road to find the oasis. Coming out of the pavement, the Oasis is on the head. But there is no way to go. Going to the right, there is an asphalt road extending under the shade and rising along the edge of the Oasis. I was eager to find an oasis, so I went up along the road. Quiet morning, quiet pedestrians. Both sides of the asphalt road are full of private cars and special vehicles for work. In a bustling vegetable market, people came and went. The stalls were filled with vegetables such as pepper, eggplant and cabbage, and chicken, duck and pork were placed on the chopping board. The transaction was conducted quietly. Calm is restored here in about an hour. At the end of the asphalt road, there is no entrance to the oasis. It wedges into the residential area, turns left and right, and there is still no entrance to the oasis. There was a cry of birds coming over the oasis. We followed the sound and went away, which was another dead end. This elusive oasis really makes people want to enter quickly. Therefore, we returned along the road to the main road and walked back to the left, hoping to find an entrance here. However, the place without steep slopes is a continuous facade, and there is still no road to the oasis. Going further, we are getting farther and farther from the oasis. The city is a forest of houses, not trees. It is really not easy to find an oasis. We have to go back with anger. The Oasis was not found, so I went to the nameless restaurant for breakfast. Looking back at the Oasis, the oasis was still on the opposite hillside. Zheng Dafu stood still in front of the nameless restaurant. It turned out that he was looking at the couplet in front of the nameless restaurant: Although there was a seat, there was no seat. Mo Dao was famous. Restaurants are like this, Oasis is like this, and life is not like this. The restaurant has no seats but nobody is famous; The Oasis is close at hand but sees the house crying; Many goals and ideals of life are close at present, but they turn a blind eye and fail to see, it requires unremitting efforts and search.

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