Son like chili. The diet of northerners can not be separated from onion, ginger and garlic, but only the son doesn’t touch it, but likes to eat pepper. When the family went to eat ramen, I couldn’t stand adding a spoonful of pepper. He had to add more than a dozen spoonles to eat with relish. Sometimes he joked whether it was born by a Southerner. Affected by this, Pepper is often not broken at home. The appearance and taste of pepper are also particular. The beautiful and delicious pepper is not easy to find. When you buy it in the market, you often lose your face and lining, finding a delicious pepper has also become a thing, which lays a foreshadowing for having your own pepper. It was the year before last year that my wife went to an old man’s place in the vegetable market to buy a portion of pepper, which was really good, with both smell and appearance, so she decided to buy some pepper. The old man was produced and sold by himself. Finally one day, no trace of the old man could be found in the market, and the pepper was cut off. I bought several more in the future, it is not the smell. In the next year, I decided whether to plant it by myself. I lived on the first floor and had a small courtyard, which was also convenient. So I found several packing boxes and stole some bags of mud with my wife at night. The reader wants to laugh, does the soil still need to steal? You don’t know that cement and asphalt are indispensable in today’s urban areas, and it is hard to find good mud and soil. Finally everything was ready. Fortunately, the old man still had one pepper, which was just used to make seeds. My daughter-in-law was born in the countryside with some skills, so the seedlings grew luxuriant and luxuriant. After transplanting, she cultivated them carefully and finally got the harvest time. I tried it on, but it still smells like that. I was happy in my heart. The hard work was not in vain. Since then, the pepper used at home has been produced and sold by myself. After a long time, there were also problems. What I planted was organic pepper, and I couldn’t and wouldn’t apply pesticide, so the insects took advantage of it. So Spicy Pepper, as long as there is insect eye, open it and ensure there is a fat green worm. Therefore, there is an extra kind of livelihood to catch insects. The season passed quickly. The harvested peppers were strung together and hung red on the door, which meant a little thriving. By this year, my son left home after going to school, so my wife’s pepper was planted carelessly. So many seeds only produced a few seedlings, which were weak and weak. I not bear, and kind of a crop, finally we had 3 box of seedlings, pepper Green as grew the, waiting for son home. The peppers became red one by one, so they were picked and dried in the sun. Recently, my daughter-in-law heard that when the pepper is red, don’t rush to pick it, let it be the best natural red. This statement had a great artistic conception. From then on, the red pepper was hidden in the green leaves, swaying in the autumn wind.

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Loneliness needs to be used. Loneliness is also a process that everyone must go through. Maybe in this process, you will go crazy, lose control and be difficult to get through. However, in the end, all will pass. Time is a good thing, which can take everything away, good or bad. I still remember that at this time last year, I was trying hard to review the things that took the teacher qualification certificate. At that time, I felt that I was working hard and had great hope. As a result, I didn’t pass the exam or pass the exam. I still remember that I stared at the bulletin board for a long time, and I didn’t find it until my tears dried up. This year is my last chance to take the exam. I seem to be a very unreliable person. I don’t care about anything. Including your own study, your own work, and even your own body. I will never last for 21 days. It is said that as long as I hold on for 21 days, I can form a good habit, but I haven’t succeeded yet. 25, I don’t know if I should doubt myself. The failure of that exam last year hit me particularly hard. No one knows how sad I am. In fact, I don’t like being praised as smart at all. Once I am praised as smart, it seems that I can do everything well and take whatever I try easily. When I was young, I thought it was a particularly shameful thing to be praised as hardworking. Because that means people are not smart enough. When you grow up, you are not happy to be praised as smart, because it means that people have been telling you that your attitude is wrong, and you are not hardworking and diligent, what’s the use of only having a smart head? Now I understand that, in fact, hard work and diligence are a good quality. No matter your IQ is high or low, you need this good quality. Otherwise, no matter how smart the brain is, it will be empty. Writing here, I seem to pull myself back from loneliness. There are still 30 days before my exam day. If I hold on this time, then even if I didn’t pass the exam, I at least formed a good habit again. At least I broke my 21-day zero record. If you give yourself the chance to break the record without any competitors, why not do it?

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I am a wandering dandelion, looking for my own habitat by the wind. I am a little tadpole wandering around, looking for my own home through the water flow. I am a lost wild goose, and pursued my team with wind power and perseverance. I am a panic lost child, trying to find the exit to go home. In fact, I am nothing, just an ordinary person living in this noisy and complicated modern society, just looking for the pure land in my heart like them. Living in the present: crowded streets, crowded roads, bustling, bustling and noisy. Each of them walked along their own tracks, like the minute hand of a clock. But I slowed down, trying to find a piece of pure land in this vast sea of people, a paradise, even an inch of radius, is enough to stretch my body and mind. On a quiet morning, there were quiet paths in the forest, sweet birds, green bamboo forests, muddy and uneven stone paths, drizzling rain, wet apricot flowers and rain with clothes, and no cold willow wind. Take a small umbrella and stroll along the forest path. The smell of branches, soil and bird shit mixed together is the enjoyment of nose; Leaves become greener and wet under the beating of rain, which brings good visual enjoyment; the sound of small bridges and flowing water, the blowing of branches and the crisp birds’ singing is a baptism to the tired ears of the noisy society. It seems to find a piece of pure land. Yes, compared with the noisy society, it is a place that can purify people’s hearts. When you feel the unfairness of fate, you might as well think about the flowing water of Ding Dong here, then your resentment will disappear, your heart will be calm like water, and you will continue to struggle for life. When it comes to pure land, I might as well think of him. He was born in a declining official family and lost his father when he was young. He was fostered by his mother and sister in his grandfather’s home as a contemporary celebrity. He was deeply influenced by grandfather’s moral integrity, character, personality, cultivation and so on. I went to Jiangzhou to hold the post of wine worship with the wish of benefiting the people. I didn’t expect that the government was corrupt. Because I was born in a civilian family and was despised by others, I felt that I couldn’t afford the official position and I was relieved from the government in a few days. After several officialdom duties, he finally became the first pastoral poet in ancient China, and became the designer of the paradise that people are looking for till now. He has the ability to pick chrysanthemum under the eastern fence, you can easily see Nanshan’s optimistic, casual, comfortable, tranquil and uncontented life attitude. Yes, he is Tao Yuanming. Facing the corrupt and dark officialdom, it can still come out of the silt like a lotus flower and protect the pure land of inner heart. Yes, everyone has desires and is constantly changing and struggling for better. But facing the complicated world, wonderful or helpless, one must always stick to this belief: one must have a little spiritual pursuit, a little lofty, passion and adventure, justice and conscience, if you want to hold a quiet and relieved attitude, then you will become a person who comes out of the silt like Tao Yuanming and will not be dyed. The most terrible thing in the world is war. One side oppresses and the other side resists. In fact, it is also a piece of pure land. One side fights for the pure land, while the other side is forced to fight for the pure land. In fact, not only human beings, but also animals are looking for their own pure land. The unruly birds love the old forest, the fish in the pond are old, and the fallen flowers are intentional. They not only return to the origin, but also have the heart of gratitude, but also the pure land they seek after their busy life. They will live in this pure land for their. The same is true. When people grow old, they like to live in a quiet and comfortable place for old age. After death, they also let their children bury themselves in the pure land where there is no dispute with the world. No one cares about the peach blossom source that Tao Yuanming said, but who overthrew the existence of the peach blossom source? Maybe it has existed until now. There is no lack of beauty in the world, but only lack of those who discover beauty, their eyes and their hearts. When we feel tired for living, complain about the unfairness of fate, and worry about the unhappiness of life, we might as well slow down and look for a pure land that can relax ourselves physically and mentally, it may be a corner of a remote lane in the city, a farm path leading to the countryside, a forest path leading to deep forests, or it may exist in your heart, remember! We should guard the pure land in our hearts.

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In the early morning, it was not until six o’clock, and it was more than 6.0 minutes to trim myself. I grabbed the cigarette in my mouth and sat under the corridor in front of the door holding the teacup in my hand. I glanced at the gray sky. At that time, the sky was full of silk like cocoons, and the silk flew down silently without wind, the air was wet, and a little fog rose in the distance, which was the unique sky of returning to the south in the South. It has been nearly four months since I moved to the new environment, and I have not been able to calm down and enjoy the surrounding environment. Light fog, rain, three or two ponds, opposite the courtyard is a piece of open space, full of grass and extending to green trees and bamboos. I like it very much, it is so beautiful! The smile spread across my face. I took a sip of tea and leaned against the back chair comfortably. If I felt something, grass, green trees, green bamboos, three or two ponds, rain Silk, Light fog, the appearance of the countryside the empty space in rainy days in the south seems particularly leisurely and quiet. I lit another cigarette and locked the door. I took two crutches in my hand and walked alone in the sky where the rain was flying. It is not accurate to say that you walk alone. From time to time there are birds flying in the sky that can’t say their names. The red-necked swallows fly to the ground one after another. Occasionally, I met three or more acquaintances with umbrellas, and Shi Shiran was walking in the rain. Some of them shouted to me in the distance, “Wind, why are you nervous? Don’t you take an umbrella? I smiled and didn’t answer his question. The walls of old houses are mottled, mud walls are gray tiles, and some of them have been dilapidated and grown into clusters of weeds, idle trees and sparrows on the brim. The atmosphere of the old houses is simple and distant, and the feeling is long. The rain fell down on my head, body, hands and crutches in my hands. The hair was moist, the clothes were moist, and the crutches in my hands were moist. I looked at the grass, trees and bamboos which were greener than before, I like to hang out alone in such a rainy day. It is neither my fool nor the inspiration of poetry. Pure I just like sleepwalking in such a rainy day. Walking in this rainy day, I can gain a sense of peace and tranquility. In the year when my feet walked neatly, I liked walking in such a rainy day. This picture I am unforgettable in my memory. In the mountains, I walked alone on the mountain path of the left bend and the right curve. The season is summer. In the afternoon, the purpose of my coming here is to go swimming in a mountain spring on the mountain of the neighboring village. I went through the thatched pine trees, fir trees and maple trees to bypass the two peaks, in the hot weather, my body was sweating. It was 2/3 away from the destination. The sky began to be gloomy, and then my skin felt the sporadic wet rain. I looked up the sky and turned to climb to the top of the mountain. It didn’t take much time to climb from the mountainside to the top of the mountain. When I climbed to the top of the mountain, I looked up and found that the sky was already empty and blurred with the rain like. Looking at the field across the river at will, there are rows of latticework on the opposite side of the river in the distance. Sugar cane and melon fruits are scattered and orderly. Near the lawn on the river, a group of buffaloes and cattle are tied. Between the fields, there were three or five people working one after another, but they could distinguish the shadows of men and women. Because of the rain Silk’s obstruction of light fog, it was difficult for me to distinguish whether it was unreal or real when I was in the mountains, what is real is real but it is so unreal. The misty rainy day. People stand in the mountains. At the foot of the mountain is a gentle and gentle river. The fields are old cattle, the rain is light fog, and the river flows slowly for hundreds of years. The Mountains grow tall and straight with pine, fir and maple trees swaying, the reality has become so confusing. Whether I recall it in the void or in the reality, with rain silk hanging down from the sky like silk, I seem to see spiders all over the sky swinging in the gentle breeze and drizzle, A large group of dragonflies flying between buffaloes and cattle, I smelt the breath of the Earth, moist and moist, grass green and greener and more charming, and the strong heart of all things began to become soft and warm. I am young, frivolous and fretful. The rainy weather moistens me and gives me peace. I stand quietly on the top of the mountain and stand quietly in the rain. I was fifteen years old that year, and I had never been able to set foot here since that year. After that, I was sick, and my stiff feet could no longer go hiking long. On similar rainy days, there is a big gap between human body and that year. I stood quietly in the wilderness with my hands holding my crutches, drank and expressed my pride for several months. I woke up when I was drunk. The memory fault appeared after I was drunk, and the brain stimulated by alcohol, on the contrary, my mood became agitated and depressed. The rain has changed from the size of spider silk to the density of hair. Looking at the ridges of bean seedlings in the field, the emerald green bean leaves in the micro-wind, I sniffed the fragrance of bean leaves close to my nose, I also smelt the wet and mildew gas emitted from the earth. A Loach appeared in the middle of the canal, and occasionally wavered its tail. When it was still, the two gills could be clearly identified one by one, which was a lovely Elf in the water. My heart became destitute and motionless, peaceful and peaceful with a little artistic conception born on rainy days. There were two or three barking of dogs in the distance, and a group of hens clawed earthworms and mud insects under the mud wall of a collapsed old house. Under the eaves of the building, a boy of three or four years old was squatting in the muddy water. His mother stared at his mother with puzzled eyes. His stubborn mother was kind, simple and warm in the morning. When I returned, I walked leisurely in the rain. 2014.4.29

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