There is an old vine in my yard. As far as I know, it has been more than ten years old till now. It’s not easy. Such vines are the fruits I expected in my childhood. But at that time, although people were small, their hearts were big. Therefore, I was so impatient that I made the mistake of encouraging others. Therefore, the consequence is that the tree is dead, and my heart is cold. However, people in childhood have extremely naive thoughts. Moreover, this thought directly led to my extensive interest and made my psychological anti-strike ability stronger. Maybe after experiencing the suffering of failure, I felt that I had never taken failure seriously since I grew up. Therefore, I constantly challenge myself and surpass myself. In the end, I embarked on the road of literature that others were not used to under the condition of being self-taught. Of course, there is a big gap between this way and that of other ways. Because it has my own style and characteristics. Time flies and time passes. Unconsciously, I have stepped on the road of adulthood. In my early days, I often cried secretly for the perishability of youth. Somehow, others were happy during the Spring Festival, but I felt sad like a knife. But I really don’t understand why I am is like this. But now I understand. Because I am constantly pursuing the high standard results of literature, I can enjoy the pleasure of life in every process of writing. And it was then until now that I no longer regretted the waste of time. Because time has been injected into my text. Now I am still constantly sprinting the records of the ancients, but the harvest of failure often makes me disheartened, but think about the accumulation process of the difficult writing skills, all make me feel the beauty of life and the colorful nature. Especially when I became a contract writer who was not very optimistic, these wonderful ideas and thoughts came to my heart. It makes me feel the magic and weirdness of literature. I sometimes think about the reason why literature grows enduring on the soil at all times and in all countries. But in the end, I don’t think anything I say will help. But seeing that the vines with withered branches and ugly branches in Winter grew green leaves and fruits in the scene after the spring came, I knew that literature was just like the continuation of any life on the Earth. Of course, modern people pay attention to results, but nobody appreciates the process. Because they can’t bear hardships, let alone the sweetness of the fruits of literature. However, literature is still prosperous and invincible in the world. You can see that countless writers are injecting vitality into the development of network literature in countless literature websites. But no one appreciates the network literati. But I can proudly say that those who look down on network literature actually cannot compare with the writing level of network writers. Especially after I became an editor teacher, I became more firm in this argument. But I have ideas, but others also have ideas. As for what on earth, I think everything is gratifying. Because literature is inconclusive. Just like life is indeterminable. And all of these are gifts from nature. Now I think I have eaten grapes five or six times. But I have never applied fertilizer to grapes. But the Vine unselfishly contributes its beauty to my taste buds. This makes me happy. But in fact, it is unreasonable to say that it is selfless. Because it is natural for vines to bear grapes. But it still lives a natural and unrestrained life and is prosperous for a long time. That is to say, the growth of vines is in line with its spreading of branches and leaves in a climate that can grow. Because the climate in the yard is suitable for vines to grow. Just as people live on the Earth, they also find their own living atmosphere. Therefore, we can’t say the difference between the self-contained grape and the artificial accelerated life. Not long ago, I found an ordinary but accurate word in some professions. This word is the original ecology. If we say that people are no more accurate than it, then there is no more suitable to describe the ideal environment in my heart than the original ecology. But the ideal was originally a reality, but now it can only be fantasy. But I don’t know when I am so eager for the original ecology. When I studied biology, it was said that there was the birth of seedless watermelon. Later, I really ate seedless watermelon. But it does not mean that it is a real seedless watermelon. It is caused by the early maturity of seedling pulling. Therefore, one day I finally knew the real face of the fake melon boy who cheated the world. The same is true for many things we eat. However, strengthening physical exercise and eating it will not hinder the long-term survival of human beings. Now let me rebuild the journey of this Vine. I went back to my hometown to study in 2003. And it was at that time that this grape seedling took root in my yard. I don’t want to be glorious, and I will never look back when I leave. Now, vines have grown up like babies. It not only provides grapes with the highest nutritional value for the people around my home, but also plays a role of purifying and adding color to my home’s environment. Therefore, no matter how the vine grows, we are reluctant to damage its tiny branches and leaves. Therefore, you can see that with the efforts of each leaf, the vine grows thick and amiable. And the shed my father built also became its habitat all the year round. Therefore, I often think that she beautified my sight in spring like a sleeping beauty, but provided me with delicious and sweet fruits in summer, and it quietly left in autumn, it changes the strong rod of the grown-up, and in winter, it is also like this, but it is more like a soldier who is not satisfied with the cold, where it is straight and slightly lazy. Of course, these are vines in words. But in reality, it is in accordance with the law in the interpretation of its clothing show in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Maybe it is bohemian, but that is where the truth is more obvious; Maybe it is not slim, but you should know that the natural state is the best decoration; Maybe it is lazy and useless, but I think it is more like a thinker and revolutionary fighter in sleep. In fact, to put it bluntly, vines are the rare gene pool that coexists with any other life on the Earth. You don’t need to think much, but you can only admit that it is alive, but you must understand that all the strong vines like dead branches are still alive. I am thinking that if trees are rare, then one cycle of trees is a generation of life. But if I explain it like this, it will not be recognized by others. But I just want to express my hazy views through these specious words. At the end, I was thinking that a grape tree would eventually wither, while literature would last forever. It is not appropriate to use vines to kill literature, but I think it is just right to use the growth phenomenon of living vines to interpret the mysteries of literature. But after all, this is just an analogy. But literature can only be literature, and vines are vines after all. It is impossible to imagine what to do. Sometimes people take common entities for granted. But this is just a wrong judgment. Because everything around us is amazing. We can only obey it, but we can never understand its connotation. This will be very painful. But I think, only such a master is in front of us, can the development of human beings have hope. You should know that there is a long way to go, and the judgement of teacher Qu, who I will search up and down, is not a joke. In the future, I will go deep into nature, feel life and beg for a harmonious living environment. Help your children and grandchildren! But do you think that although there are species differences among life, their growth rules are consistent all the time: to overcome the living environment for survival! So I said, every life passed to today is a hero. And vines are more in the example. Nowadays, everything in the society is overmixed with water, while the vines in my family are still doing their own way freely. I like the unrestrained nature of vines. Because I can’t compare with the vine of literature, but it is my symbol of survival. I hope everyone can be a real person and see the truth in everything! Just like the temperament of vines in my words, how precious it is. I think if I can understand these, it must be that I feel something on the premise of resonance. But now I still hope that I can have a good meal in the coming year!

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