The high temperature for several consecutive days makes people feel that summer will never end. However, there are still some emotions growing slowly in my heart, which is the mood that I can never return to in the summer of 2011. Is it because the weather is too hot? Let the careful mood buried somewhere expose nowhere to escape with the evaporation of high temperature airflow. Some emotions can only happen in our most transparent, purest and profound childhood. At that time, the blue sky above the head was always a lonely face. Every teenager performs well as much as he likes. Even if he is sad, he will smile on this face. In our delicate youth, we are used to protecting ourselves with lies. Don’t admit jealousy, don’t admit being tempted, don’t admit being hurt. We should all be like this. In that year, I experienced many things. It is like a typhoon crossing and collapsing sadly. In the summer after the past two years, when everything is gone, the so-called sadness will be covered up by the new story without any trace. However, such a careful cover can not resist the strong sunlight. Xiao Si said that time is always the greatest healer. No matter how many wounds there are, they will disappear on the skin, dissolve into the heart and become beautiful patterns on the ventricular wall. I hope all my marks can have beautiful patterns in my heart. If I can make scars, I should be able to heal them. Become your own healer. It took a summer time to forget, and another summer time to remember. It turns out that it has been there all the time, and it has always been accompanied by the shadow. I like myself who worked so hard that year, I like the days when I can write it on the secret book quietly when I have something in my mind, and I like the coziness of walking hand in hand with my good friends, I like the scene of reciting books back and forth on campus, and I like the figure of going to the rooftop to make wishes at midnight of the new year… I hate myself who was not brave enough at that time, I hate to bury my love so deep quietly. Even when I am about to leave, I still smile like a nobody. I hate my strength in disguise occasionally, but I often forget that I am also a child, he is also a child who can cry wildly. He hates many things that could have been saved too late. He hates not saying goodbye to someone… that year, in the days we walked together, it was quiet like a huge starry sky in summer night, covering the whole planet, gentle and silent. It is calm like the ripples caused by raindrops in the curved river… it is warm like the sunflower, which is so gorgeous as long as there is a little sunshine, it’s like the fireworks that sprays into the night sky. If you have forgotten something, if you are still willing to think of it, if the fragrance and heat of summer can still turn up the sleeping years in your heart, if the strong shade of trees still can’t resist the hot blood cast by the sun on your eyelids, if those lonely skies in your youth haven’t completely walked out of your heart, dreams. So… another year of graduation season, are you okay now. Do you still remember the mood at that time and everyone’s faces at that time. It has been two years. Time is always so slow and so fast. It is too slow to make you hate today’s boring and repetitive monotonous life day after day; It is so easy to forget yesterday, forget everything happened not long ago, and live the present two years later after blinking. We all know that time is short and life is limited, but we still spend so recklessly… so, I miss the original. I miss all kinds of busyness in that summer of that year, sometimes nervous, sometimes high pressure, and sometimes happy because of a little bit of small achievements. That year, I was always on guard, and my mind seemed to be running at a high speed. At that time, I hated that kind of life, always looking forward to the future, thinking about the future, always telling myself over and over again that it would be good to get through it, and it would be heaven to get through it. Seen a word. The place where you desperately want to escape is actually heaven. I couldn’t tell what it felt like. It seemed that there was a huge stone pressing on my heart. It was a complex mood that was said right but I didn’t know how to defend. I have never thought that the place where I originally hated and wanted to escape quickly and the day I wanted to end quickly will become the most profound memory in the future, I have never thought that the little bit by bit at that time would become a potential force in my heart today. This feeling is very subtle. The world we see is different. Each other lives under the same sky, stepping on the same land, but the color of the sky is not always blue or white. The sunshine always becomes extraordinarily dazzling in the afternoon, and the rays of light can shine everywhere you can reach. The whole person will feel warm when the body is full of sunshine, and it will keep warm in his heart. Time will never change. What changes is only people and things in time. Therefore, memory is always effective. The road extends forward. We still have to go straight ahead. We don’t know what we will encounter, see and remember in the future. You have to experience and discover by yourself. The same weather is so hot that my thoughts fly casually. Recalling the past and looking at the present, is it because any memory can not match the reality. The reality is that it is no longer a child or an age that can cry willfully and lose temper arbitrarily. In our twenties, there are still many things we have to do. When we really left the campus that summer that accompanied us for many years, I think I really don’t know how to describe us who left the campus, they. It turns out that youth is really something that cannot be retained. The more precious it is, the more indispensable it is. Anthony, the rabbit, once said that people only know that they will cherish and regret if they lose, but they don’t know whether they cherish or lose is the most painful thing. Therefore, now I have learned to cherish it. Cherish the bright sunshine, enjoy the warmth it gives, and cherish the raindrops floating down in the gloomy sky. That year, after summer. I began to restrain myself and restrain myself from my willfulness and bad temper; I began to tolerate and face others’ mistakes with a smile; I began to accept and accept those lies and injuries. No matter what the road ahead is, flat, rough, with flowers and birds, or full of thorns, I will learn to smile. These were all taught me that year and summer. All the children grew up overnight. If the memory of youth could be a notebook, how should I write about you and how should I write down the past happened in that summer properly, so that I can never forget it. There are still ink marks in the brush of years, but I don’t know how to paint to draw my feelings and feelings. I hope I and all the stories of that summer can not pass. Just because I am young, I think about the future too well. There is a track called time. We are all running hard. We always hope to find our own direction on this track, reach an unknown destination and enjoy different scenery. Just because I am young, I love to promise too early. I thought it could be done as long as I could say it. Until the end of the miserable situation, I would find that the promise I had promised was only a reference for the development of the story. I believe tomorrow will be better just because I am young. Even if the life is so sloppy, I will proudly announce that tomorrow will be better. Just because I am young, I can withstand more storms.

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Zhejiang Wenzhou in Song Dynasty called Yongjia, literary world at that time had famous Yongjia Siling, Zhao person genius. He did a piece, the about passenger “, the poem popular, and be in modern middle school textbooks. Original: Huangmei season every rain, grass frog ponds everywhere. About don’t come through midnight, busy knock pieces fall snuff. If translation become modern poetry, is: Plum yellow, every household shrouded in misty rain in. Far and near that Grassy Pond, outgoing frogs bursts. Has invited nice guest speaking but not to, time went quickly after midnight. I hand pieces gently strumming desktop, waiting for guests, only see snuff in a while falling a so, this poem exactly create a what kind of artistic conception, and expressed the poet what kind of mood? We travel back in time, came to this Jiangnan summer night, poet about the friends to play chess, however when midnight and about passenger boldly, poet free knock pieces, quietly waiting for perhaps poet had for a moment anxiety, but he quickly has been front Jiangnan summer night feeling scene infected: amorous Meiyu, cheerful wow Ming, flashing lights, crisp pieces tapping old hundred think, poet may have already forget he is in and other friends, and himself exclusively to heart stirring and quiet in. Old Hundred first read this poem, has entered jobs for three years, this poem Let Me Love at first sight, first is like this is lively and deserted, both dignified and elegant picture, prefer poet this ease and Sandan and steadfastness adaptive spirit in. And youth of my temperament is anxious, failing to shun on boredom, than poet this doing things flat and calm state of mind, I do need to strengthen self-cultivation. Time passed and decade, Old Hundred by chance, hear Chinese Musicians Association pop music Vice President chen xiao qi a song made the free knock pieces into Huaxi” Thoracic Zhongbai Wan Bing, sitting on heaven and earth; Life how much wind and rain, all pay chess. Gain and unusual, advance and retreat zong xiang yi; Grain chessboard despite thousand robbery, talk and laugh find really fun. Step by step Enterpise with Battlefield Road, started from behind hero gas. shock sound of red dust, busy knock pieces into Huaxi. This song although also leisure knock pieces, the atmosphere with revealing high morale, this feeling and I had previously understood of Song dynasty Zhao the about passenger “seems to be two realm. So, I follow-up, just know this song originates Marshal Chen Yi write of a song “Huaxi Zayong”: Huaxi qi ting a mountainside, idlers Poly this fee scrutiny. quan jun let him first, striking chess highest. In Republic ten marshals, Chen Yi is a can compose and perform military exercises of command ability, his life wrote many poems, for example the Meiling three chapter is 1936 nian winter he in Meiling by Kuomintang forty-six division siege wrote of the three poems. One decapitation today meaning? Entrepreneurship difficult battle multi. This go between Quanzhou and recruit jioubu, signal shi wan cut Yama. Visible, Marshal Chen Yi although in dangers, but dedication to the revolution determination and in the victory of confidence perseverance. Similarly, his song “Huaxi Zayong”, quite calm and elegant bearing and revolutionary optimism spirit. The investigation data, Huaxi Park located Guiyang 17 kilometres Southwest suburbs Huaxi town, park Huaxi River winding, clear flowing graceful, guan shan over cliff, yue qiao wall, forming large and small waterfalls, lake Lake, beach. In Huaxi River mid-tier, leisurely lying bridge, called Bashang Bridge, in above the bridge, shade trees under faint show a red tiles and white walls of the villa, said to anti-Japanese War, chiang had this command of war matters. Is below the bridge, there is a qi ting, and Chen Yi here write of the Huaxi Zayong “, verse fresh, purposive, qiyuxuanang. And chen xiao qi term which step Marshal Chen Yi after, was invited to Huaxi pavilion sites do song A Look written, author carefully read the Chen Yi’s poem, and have true meaning. Go is a intelligence game, is also a full of Zen with the wisdom artistic form, and strategists command combat-like, first from board, cloth game with cloth war. Times paragraph write chess win-loss and life of the retreat, will go in Rob and life in catastrophe linked. Last paragraph of the for Marshal Chen Yi poetic, wrote military strategist, chess player chest own soldier million of bearing and character. Remember old hundred has switched to a new unit, this unit personnel complex, many nepotism, so, while leadership responsibility, but old hundred reform way heavy resistance, deal with many business always affairs, and, stretched, in desperation, only oneself hard work more, however remains output does not fall good, so, mood more restlessness and in the heat of the wrote resignation report, report in not handed to before, first with brother heart-to-heart talk, brother thoughtfully half ring, and tell me, hair great men have a classic quotations: with days struggle, fun for all! And to struggle, fun for all! And people struggle, fun for all! Hope I can carefully understand a. Yes, why encountered some difficulties impatient trouble, retreat to escape? People’s Initiative plastic great, dare to heaven and earth, how also afraid between people struggle? Way back 1928 nian 8 yue, hair great man once wrote a song “Xijiang month of the word: Yamashita signal in sight, Hill drum and horn phase smell. Enemy troops thousands of heavy, I self-stays on. This is how show generation strategist pride and revolutionary courage. Hair great men are such, Marshal Chen Yi also is such, let him storm, I self-calm. So, the old bai jing under heart to and think about yourself lead up to the, too radical? Gain and unusual, advance and retreat zong xiang yi. Many times, the same thing, take ways and different, will get very different results. So, in order to achieve a own ideal in purpose, why can’t calm, take some circuitous strategy? Temporary calm forbearance, broader picture. quan jun let him first, striking chess highest. That’s the real strategy. A poem, a song, can one person for realize a lot of life philosophy.

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