What a tough thing! This morning is worth remembering. Especially those young people like us who are in high fashion should benefit from it. On my way back to the dormitory to take the B- ultrasonic examination in the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine last time, on Jinjiang bridge, I saw a strong and tough aunt who was washing clothes by the river. Looking from a distance, I saw that she was washing clothes with her head lowered in close-fitting underwear and underpants. Due to the tight time, I didn’t take it seriously either. I glanced at it and went far away. Soon, I went back again. I am not only walking, but also appreciating this journey. To the No. 1 square of the Flower and Fruit Mountain, we simply don’t go to the pavement, and follow the riverside path below. The air here is quite fresh, and there are all kinds of recreational and sports places along the way. However, the grandparents who used to do morning exercises have already returned, leaving only a few middle-aged men and women sitting and chatting, the slim and tall grandpa who practiced tai chi, who fascinated me, has also returned. On this road, I walked leisurely, and the leaves in the forest gave me a refreshing comfort. Walking, I came to the bank where the aunt washed clothes before. I still didn’t forget to look over there. I saw her standing on the stone platform stretching to the center of the river, waving her plump muscles and looking up freely, shaking his head, waist-swinging. I stepped on the stone ladder and walked slowly towards the circuit. Although I was high-spirited, it seemed not to match the people around me. People who are familiar with me know that my walking has always been domineering, and the occasional Wen Zou Zou is also rare. Jinjiang Bridge is just in the front, stepping on the deck, looking to the left under the bridge, I saw that aunt standing into the deep cold river. In a few seconds, a fat frog appeared in sight, pedaling his vigorous legs, and his front hands stroked back rhythmically. This is not the aunt just now, but who is it? Is her. The water in Jinjiang River is so cold in winter. We pedestrians feel our hands are a little stiff, while our aunt is swimming in the water, which is comparable to Mao Zedong in those years. I couldn’t help thinking of Mao Zedong’s song water melody-Swimming: I drank Changsha water and ate Wuchang fish. Thousands of miles across the Yangtze River, it is extremely beautiful. Regardless of wind and waves, short stroll, today to margin. Zi Zhichun said: The dead are like a husband! The wind is strong, the turtle and snake are quiet, and the grand plan is created. Bridge connects North-South, thoroughfare. More vertical Xijiang Shek Pik, truncated Wushan cloud, high gap Pinghu. The goddess should be safe and sound, and be surprised by the world. I stood on the bridge, standing in the wind, standing upright, looking at the vigorous body in the Jinjiang River, thinking, feeling and understanding, there are also some brothers and sisters around, uncles, aunts and grandparents stopped, with an admirable smile on their faces, and clear brilliance flowed out of their eyes. I think they must be thinking: This woman is really rare around us! She swam back and forth in the water course of 30 to 40 meters. Climb over the stone platform and walk to the water over there. When you reach the water, dip it in the water and wipe it on your body. When you come up and wipe it again, you put on your clothes. It took me nearly half an hour to stop here. I think we are very ashamed. Compared with her, we young people have to find a hole for ourselves and prepare to get in all the time. These days, the weather became colder and colder. Many students became difficult families to get up. What’s more, some became poor families to get up. Think about this aunt in front of us. What else do we have to say? What reason do we have to fall? I stayed in bed again this morning. I got up very late. What else can I see? Now is the extraordinary period. There should be extraordinary actions in the extraordinary period. The extraordinary period has passed, do you want to make the same mistake again? No! We should stick to it all the time and make it accompany us for life. Nowadays, it is widely recognized that the physical condition of teenagers is getting worse and worse. Every year during the military training in university, there is always news like this and that, so-and-so students in so-and-so university suddenly fainted during the military training, A student of XXX university suddenly died suddenly during military training. Isn’t this very sad? Whose sorrow is this? Who will pay the bill? In fact, to solve this kind of problem is extremely simple. I don’t require you to be versatile in sports. At least you have to let your body move. The meaning of life lies in a word. One of the prerequisites for a country to be strong is to make every citizen physically strong. In those years, the first article published by young Mao Zedong was not about propagandizing revolution, but about sports, whose name was: the study of sports. It can be seen that at a very early time, young Mao Zedong realized the importance of sports to people and the country. When we talk about sports today, the significance is quite different from that of the past, but the essence is the same. Standing on the bridge for such a long time has touched me a lot, even it can be said to be a shock. So I raised my head and raised my chest, speeding up my steps to move forward, but the picture just now appeared in my mind for a long time. When I walked to the small cross pedestrian street, outside the internet cafe, I suddenly said, go in and record it as soon as possible. So I sat in front of the computer and typed out these half-baked words. 2012 nian 12 yue 10 ri in Tongren

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Ziwei, who couldn’t wait, had already shown a shy smiling face on the tip, with a bright purple color mixed with a little light red, just like a quiet woman standing in front of her silently. After a few days, the purple flowers on the trees must be unique in style. In the fierce hot summer, with such colors, it must be a picture of heart. If a woman is a flower, although it is a statement, it is not appropriate. When I met Ziwei flowers casually, I suddenly thought of the woman named Ziwei. However, Jing Shu and the hot and crazy little swallow were naturally not the same type, nor did they seem to be on the same level. This is a screen story that many men and women were delighted to talk about many years ago. Two girls, one naughty and the other elegant, were opened in front of the world in this way, making people taste two different flavors. This kind of charm is mostly left in the heart, even just a trace of memory. The scene in front of us is real and natural, which can blend more colors and shadows. I would like to regard a crape myrtle tree as that quiet woman, not only because of its color and artistic conception, but also because of its temperament and style in silence. There are countless things in the world, and time is especially freehand brushwork. Not every mottled light and shadow can be engraved with indelible imprints. It may not be an opportunity to give them, but there must be some amorous feelings, in this way, it is exposed in time. Just like this moment, the wind came from a distance, cool, silent and colorless, but these flower branches which were touched by the wind intentionally or unintentionally turned into wonderful moments. It doesn’t matter whether huabong or Yiren. What matters is that these colors stained with sunshine flow into my heart in such a summer. Destined for thousands of miles or not knowing the opposite side, what continues is the sour and sweet in life. How lonely it would be if we met old friends and didn’t know each other. Flowers bloom like old friends, how happy it should be. Is it a great tease if you have opposite faces and don’t know the source? The most depressing thing was that I knew clearly but couldn’t recognize each other. Even if I was in front of myself, I still didn’t know. Therefore, I missed many opportunities in vain. I have known for a long time that there is a flower named Ziwei, but I don’t know its color, shape or even when it will bloom. I have seen her for many times, but I still have some meaning in my heart that she is not only ignorant, but also the most important thing is that there are few common sense that life should have, and a lot of knowledge that seems to be dispensable, but it is a rare wisdom of life. In fact, I have seen Ziwei very early, when I was less than twenty years old and just graduated from high school and took part in primary school. However, people in the countryside didn’t know the name Ziwei, saying it was a itchy tree. There was a young teacher Zhang in the same school. He heard that there was a tree in the village next door that was afraid of tickling, which was extremely novel. So he told me quickly, “Do you want to take some time to have a look? Hearing what he said, he was also very curious. What kind of tree is this? How could he be as afraid of itching as others? Is this kind of tree still a tree? With a head of doubt, I just want to see in person how the tree is afraid of itching. Both of them were curious and young. They went to see what happened when they had no classes one morning. After passing through many houses and walking at least four or five miles of paths, I finally arrived at a hillside and this novel tree. The trunk has the thickness of the bowl, which is very smooth, as if there is no bark. The slope is full of bamboo, and this itch tree grows on the edge of the Round Mountain bag, which is particularly conspicuous. Outside the tree was the earth dam. A long Tile House was not far from the earth dam. Through the window, you could see the busy men and women in the House and the noisy children. Teacher Zhang walked to the edge of the tree first, stretched out his hand and slowly scratched the trunk. I stared at the branches and leaves without blinking. There was no wind, no wind at all. Following his rubbing, the branches and leaves of the tree moved. Magic! It is really the first time to see this tree. It is said that the grass is heartless. Is this tree with special function? When the branches and leaves were still, I scratched on the trunk gently, and the branches and leaves of the tree were moving again, as if they were still rustling. I didn’t expect that there was such a strange thing. Even the dull wood was afraid of itching. Isn’t it the same as the people in the front Village and back Village? They were both novel and excited. They spoke loudly, which attracted the attention of the woman in the window. The woman was over middle age. Looking at our kind smile, it was the two of us who were afraid that she would laugh at our youth and ignorance. She was a little embarrassed and turned back quickly. The two people were still chattering all the way, but they couldn’t figure out that a bare tree was afraid of itching. There was no flesh and blood. Could it really become a demon? Later, many people said that this tree was just itchy, and there was only one tree within a few miles. Later, there were many things to do, so they didn’t take it to heart, things in life are always concerned about one thing and lose another. There is no leisure to toss about for an unknown tree. Later, I changed places and entered the city. I learned from other people that the novel itch tree in my youth was Ziwei, which seemed to be suddenly enlightened and connected with that quiet woman, I think it’s just like this, but at those times, nobody cared. After a few days, there will be purple flowers full of trees. Whether it is purple or Jade White, there will be a unique style. People who have a heart will certainly have insight into many simple and elegant things that have a heart, some plots of the story will also follow flowers and unfold slowly.

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