The university is an open melting pot, covering up too many helpless misery. Unlike Middle School, all the passion of youth can be wanton, and hearty laughter can infect every young and young person; Similarly, tears falling from eyelids without worries, it can make any audience with stirring hearts cry. Now, we are no longer the young people who pursued perfection crazily in those years. Deep in our soul, the heart we once wanted to try is gradually aging and settling down with the growth of age and the change of environment, what has passed away is not only the passionate youth, but also the memory of staying and leaving. Although we can still have the brilliance of the Same Sun, the souls we relied on in the past are no longer bathed in the blue sky of youth. Behind this piece of splendor, there are countless scars carved by ourselves, as well as the burning pain left by the bright Epiphyllum in that past era. No one could bear to cover the glorious splendor, not because it was so beautiful, but because he could not bear the care and Miss buried in his heart. We are no longer children, and the angular era began to come to an end quietly before the reality is released today. Apart, everyone will start a new but boring journey. This journey may be long or short, but similarly, each one is polished smoothly, the sharp edges and corners have already disappeared. Although we still drink freely and talk about everything after the greetings, the passion behind the laughter has been replaced by the heavy dead spirit, no matter how passionate the music is, it just evokes those memories, but there is no ripple in the heart. Calm and suffocating, is it mature? Have you learned more about the world? I don’t know, and I don’t want to explore. Maybe, maybe just maybe, when those flowers carved full of youth vanish, we are all old, and our hearts are old! After being alone for a long time, it is easy to think of the past bit by bit. In silence, we will see ourselves more clearly. We are really as strong as iron. Can we really put down the so-called past? I don’t think so. After all, we had those unforgettable memories, which made us so sentimental. In fact, there is nothing wrong with this. It is human nature. We can’t leave the past behind and welcome the new future, since there is, it is my whole life, or longer, like Echo, like San Mao……. Too much reluctance becomes a burden, so try to relax yourself! Heavy is still heavy, chic is still chic. Laugh at those heavy people smartly, laugh at them for self-pity and self-suffering: heavy peep at the natural and unrestrained people, and wonder why they can be free, just like a fish in water. I think too much heavily. When I am alone, the tears shed tell their sorrow. Only they know: I think too little and too little, no matter where I am, you can always keep your smile on your lips, just think it is optimistic. Two extremes, going to the same world, may be smooth sailing, perhaps, alone, Heavy will be heavier, natural and unrestrained continue to be natural and unrestrained, this is life. False guesses will only lead life into the dilemma of being unable to extricate itself. Why don’t you take it easy, relax yourself and do what you want to do? Why not do it? Don’t think about trivial matters heavily, care about relatives and friends around with your heart natural and unrestrained. You can’t go back to the time when passion once burned, but at least you won’t leave regrets for the future. Ice 2010.09.13

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5 yue 6 hao Sports in Xinqiao Middle School in. I took my son’s clothes to shower in the evening, and saw a clean school uniform in the cabinet, and told him: you will change this clean school uniform tomorrow. At this time, my son said: Mom, today my school uniform disappeared, and there was another one on the ground that nobody took, so I took it back. It is still in my schoolbag. He took out the school uniform from the schoolbag and put it on the platform. As long as there is one. I comforted my son. The school always requires students to wear school uniforms, which is very good. If everyone wears school uniforms, the comparison psychology of students can be reduced. When I just entered the first year of junior high school, I made a new school uniform. Once after finishing PE class, my son couldn’t find his school uniform. Because I had to wear school uniform every day, I got an unclaimed school uniform with the help of my teacher. This school uniform is not only old, but also loose or worn in many places. It is too small and can only be put on my body. Anyway, I can cope with the daily dress check of the school temporarily. Later, when the school organized to make school uniforms again, they made two more. The next night, I cleaned my son’s dirty clothes, and saw a long cut in the creak hole on one side of the school uniform that I took back. Looking at the other side, it was also off, but it’s good. I have already sewed it with a crooked thread. If the clothes were broken, it would be dirty: Originally the clothes were spliced with white and navy blue, the upper part of chest, back and sleeve tube were white, and those white parts were gray black. When I soaked it with washing powder and rubbed it with washing powder, I actually saw one of the cuffs was broken. At first, I thought it was just off-line, but after a careful look, it was not off-line, but worn out, and it was much worn out, so two pieces of cloth could not match one piece. It can be seen how naughty the original owner of this dress is. Thinking about my son’s school uniform, I have never worn it so dirty. Every time I wash his school uniform, I feel it is still very clean, which makes me wonder why my son is so careful, will the school uniform be so clean after wearing for a week? Isn’t it a decoration if you don’t wear school uniform? Maybe this is the habit of cleaning. My son looks very handsome since he was a child. He doesn’t look like a boy at all. He doesn’t look as leather as some children. His face is covered with mud when playing. It is often seen that some children are sweating all over their heads, with a touch of hands, with black stripes on their faces, just like Guan Gong with a black face. My son is so big that I have never seen his dirty one before. All the teachers who have taught him say that he is a scholar who loves cleanness. The clothes have been washed, and there is also a faint fragrance. Tidy it up. If the clothes on your body are wet on rainy days, you can change it for a rainy day.

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Brush, dense but so meticulous, the usual ticking lingering, looks so weak, like the rain, less leisure and romance of wandering, but there are more peaceful mentality and peaceful thinking; Such a scene has been treasured in the heart sea for a long time, with a shallow warmth rippling through the corners of the mouth, like the dark blue flowers in the light blue glass bottle, the petals stretch in the music of brushing, open the stamens and listen…… I like to feel you so quiet in a cup of warm coffee. The bitter taste exudes attractive aroma. Maybe it is such a strong contrast that makes me so close without hesitation; I like to be so quiet, looking for you in the crowd coming and going, but I saw a familiar smile on my strange face. I stood up, pushed the door, and the figure had gone far away… Stunned, sat down, slightly cool, the original mood will also be wet; Hold the umbrella, leave, under the umbrella without your support, your temperature, I am like a lost child, confused in the rain…… Dear, we haven’t seen each other for a long time. The flower you inserted in the bottle when you left is also looking forward to your return date. I am looking forward to your addition of water and pruning, and your gentle care, and that waiting woman, looking for the smell left by you in the lingering fragrance of the room foolishly and crazily, missed and longed for the soft encirclement…… Dear, we haven’t seen each other for a long time. You said, parting is for no longer separation in the future; I said, as long as there is love in the heart, distance is really not a problem! However, today, it’s windy, it’s raining, I miss you! I don’t know if you are also thinking about me at this moment? I don’t know if the sky there is also raining? At this moment, I am a child looking for love, waiting for a big hug. Really, that strong mother has been locked out of the door…… Dear, come on, hug me, OK?

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After having dinner in chai men, I went for a walk in the park. See beautiful women, drift past, see lovers, drift past. In the eyes of my monk, those flowers before and under the moon, the mountains swear to the sea, are passing clouds, can not enter my eyes. As for the sweet words in the world, I would rather believe the rustle of the wind swinging willow branches, the rumbling of the rain hitting new leaves, the croaking of frogs in the pool and the cooing of birds at the forest. These sounds come from the sounds of nature, nature and innocence can make me feel safer and happier. Strolling on the wooden plank road in the mire of the park, it was already dark, the figure under the street lamp was moving, the willow was swaying in the spring breeze, in the shallow water of the mire. The flowers can not be seen clearly, and the birds can not be seen. There are only some spring breeze beside the ears. With a few praises of the spring birds in the night, the heart is drunk. In the reflection of the beacon in the pool, there were some water circles, which were a little bit 1.1, and soon became dense. It turned out to be rain again tonight. It is always said that spring rain is as expensive as oil. I think this year’s spring rain is not expensive. There is still sun in the daytime, and it may rain at night. In the spring of this year, I was listening to the news of spring in the wild every day. Every flower, grass, and tree could be called well-known or unnamed, the name is wrong. I care a lot about Savage. I am with them every day. The bright moon and stars, the spring breeze and the rain, the idle clouds and wild cranes, the rocks and yellow sands are all my companions and friends. Watching them bloom quietly in the spring breeze and spit new in the spring rain, my heart is moistened by them and there are new discoveries and new happiness every day. I want to drift for a long time, through the long time, come to the present, have tasted the ups and downs of the world, but never so close to the nature of the world, as if to come to the world in vain. After going out of the park, I went to the street to buy breakfast for tomorrow. It rained heavily and the road was wet. Walking slowly on the water and flowers of spring rain, I went back to the villa. Tonight I am in a corner of Chengdu city, under the long branch of a big tree, the dense leaves gently fondle my roof. There is a small river at the back of the villa. There are gardens on both sides of the river, and roads on both sides of the garden. Coincidentally, the road on the other side is full of traffic, but the road on my side is quiet. Not only is there no car, little Pedestrian. On the left side of the car, a street lamp clearly shone on the leaves in the rain, sending out wet golden light to the leaves of the lamp. Some Raindrops hung on the tip of the leaves, glittering in Crystal style, shaking in the spring breeze, it is really beautiful if you are ready to fall down. KUER one or two pearls fell on the ground, and there was a wet mark with big buttons on the ground. When the wind blew, it disappeared invisible. I sat in the villa, opened the door, watching the rain on the rainy night in the city, breathing smoke rings while drinking the spring breeze, intoxicated by myself. Tonight is another beautiful night. Rainy nights are always good. Raindrops are singing on the top of the villa and on the leaves. I can listen to the songs of raindrops while sleeping soundly. People say that big hidden in the city, small hidden in the mountain forest, I often hide in the mountain wilderness, tonight can hide in the city. Pujin was recorded in Baihuatan Park in Chengdu on March 31, 2014

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Brother of the Red Army, you walk slowly. When you reach the horizon, you should remember your heart. Old sister is waiting for you and your appearance is guarding. Old sister is waiting for you to wait for the Dawn at midnight again; Cold winter is lunar December looking forward to the spring breeze; if you want to expect the Red Army to come; The mountains spread all over the mountains. The red songs on the red bus of Yingshan brought people to Jinggang Mountain, a red land. Jinggang Mountain in June, Reed breeze, Azalea Sun; Green bamboo, gurgling stream. The barracks where the Red Army lived, the paths the Red Army walked, and the mountains the Red Army fought remind you that this is not an ordinary scenic place. A grass and an inch of soil here all record the story of the Red Army: Zhu Mao joined forces, and every memorial site here is like a silent movie, replaying the solemn and stirring history to you, the glory of heroes every souvenir here is the witness of the Red Years of Jinggang Mountain, which depicts the light of red rice and pumpkin soup, which are the staple food of the Red Army at that time. Red rice grains and sweet pumpkin are also the delicious food that people come here today! Wearing a red army dress, wearing a red army cap, respecting an nonstandard military salute and taking a photo are the things people like to do here. Even though the gunfire and smoke had gone away and people’s lives were changing with each passing day, the first rural revolutionary base in Jinggang Mountain was still among the azaleas, rolling and verdant.

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