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  • 2015.04.22 Wednesday
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Ideal state

A person sitting in the balcony, looking at the sky, see the moon and the stars, a dark night. Breeze through the railings, blew into the balcony, like to appease my uneasiness, tell me not to be tomorrow.

Looking back at the past time, watching the May drew to a close, June come step by step, graduated from once again from the earth, just at that time has no sense of. It is their graduation season, all the joys and sorrows have nothing to do with me.

One day sitting in the bus home, hear the girls talk about senior high school entrance examination, it seems like only yesterday that I like that, now wanted the college entrance examination. At that moment, just a bit lost, was found by me without their presence, just one person to face the future. Return to an empty house, no one would answer as I opened the door, console yourself it doesn't matter, not accustomed to it.

Along with brother senior high school entrance examination has ended, he waited for the results announced at the same time, pulling up my phone. We never talk for a long time, so I want to talk things up. We talked about him for something, ask him about future plans, we imperceptibly talked to his future college entrance examination. It was my three years ago, he is also three years later. Just three years time, we have to change, when and how we live in this world. Once fantasized about tomorrow, is our life today, and tomorrow is unknown to exist in our life.

Is it right? Tomorrow to fantasy, will not be shattered on that day. Many people have said to me, we already had the imagination age, must learn to face up to the reality, but still I can 't control myself to tomorrow. Just in this way, gradually become a grain of dust in the wind, blowing in the wind, no clear direction. The world of tomorrow, was full of dust. The heart is very clear, this state is not what we want, but still so freely floating in the.

June has already become yesterday, today is once fantasized about tomorrow. Gap always exists in our life, this is the reality, not to expect tomorrow will not be lost? Now that July and marched into the epilogue, I find that this half time really is serious through the days are so can be counted on one's fingers. Have a look around once peer partners, some have gone, and some have soared, only one person I was still on the road to struggle. Began to doubt his own choice, feel just a shell. So wrote " feel as if the sky a silence" mood, now look at the words still remain in the space, the mood is still very clear. Perhaps the time is the best antidote, will heal your soul.

A gentle voice with the breeze came to my ears, you want to believe, do not reach tomorrow. The future is always my dream, is always your own, no one can help you to achieve it. Sunflower in the rainy day still blooming, life can not see hope to stick. Some things do not see hope to insist, but insists there will be hope. There seem to be heavy rain washed the sky becomes clear, bright, heart clouds also gradually drifting away.

Along the way, has lost, but not often speak, always want to let oneself become strong, believe you can put those trivial things to deal with. But there are exceptions, when I could no longer bear the negative emotions, is the best way to find someone to talk to. So, in this way, I thank you very much for the family when I was feeling down to encourage me, can talk. Thanks my friend, although we do not together, but sometimes, your simple words always inadvertently touched my heart, make me full of energy.

 

Traveling I

During the Spring Festival, my mother said, while people?? comparison of Qi, a family picture. We all agree. Remember the first time take family or childhood, one year in Xi'an work uncle home to visit relatives, please Village studio man according to Zhang Quanjiafu. Then grandpa and grandma seventy, five children have their own family, knee grandchildren communities, the largest teens, at least not to age. In the photographer's command, you son of up and down eighteen people in floor lined up, Grandpa and grandma sat in the middle of the front row, eight children, four sons, daughter-in-law is behind, is the background of flue-cured tobacco leaf production team with tall chimneys, streams of people busily coming and going, a magnificent. It is eighty time metaphase thing, was near 30 years, photos in black and white. At that time, my uncle and aunt got married not long ago, the pictures of the four aunt wearing the suit, hot hair, or the bride looks, old beautiful. I was seven or eight years old, five or six years old sister, prying the neck with pigtails, a popular flower scarf, our home four, five and four family of three children was born, in less than a year old brother in her grandpa bosom, well-behaved, facing the lens cry.

Second Zhao family is my brother and sister in five. In fact, not the whole family, because mom and dad did not participate in. That is my childhood life is a precious memory, for those of us living in rural children, photography is an extravagant thing, nor a few years. At that time our family or a big family, Grandpa and grandma, mom and Dad, my uncle four uncles and eight children live together, Grandpa Cheng tube finance, eat mess. This way of life continued until I graduated from high school. When their children are small but lively, live together peacefully, a family of fourteen people live together in peace together, labor to become rich, in the neighborhood of eight townships pass from mouth to mouth with approbation. Later, big kids, money a lot of places, family contradiction is increasingly outstanding. Year of hard work, do not have the financial hegemony, mother and aunt heart often have wronged. She is a strong woman, said:" as long as I live, who also don't want to break up." The second time, and one day the village a common photographic person, mother to come up with their own" case-dough", to give our sister five photograph. She did not say what, on the face has seen the boss is not happy. The photographic artist put a piece of cloth hanging in the home background on the walls, our five sisters station in front of, take a color photo. The picture seems to be a park, with pavilions, terraces and open halls, bridges. We also have never been to the park. I was twelve years old, with long ponytail, wearing a blue shirt -- that is my memory of the most beautiful clothes. Small presentation is only one year old, is a bald, sitting on a borrowed children tricycles -- she now female big eighteen change, mention this picture will complain that the mother did not make her look good. She is also small, how can understand my mother on the day of the bitter?

Mom and dad went through our five sisters go through untold hardships to pull big, have four daughters graduated from University, participated in the work, days gradually all sufferings have their reward. Take the whole family, our family time. The daughter before married and family took a picture, then into another family, life and turn over a new leaf. Grandpa and grandma will be dead by uncle, also a few years ago died of illness -- when I got married, he deliberately come back. We had several age difference is not big, in just a few years time, marry, a son, have set up their family. Now, in addition to sister not yet married, other children are settled, let parents rest assured. To everyone's life are generally so," personnel has metabolic, between the ancient and modern into", go to, come to, appreciate their sour, sweet, bitter, hot, weaving their own life of joy.

In recent years along with the popularity of digital cameras, the photograph is not what is difficult. The computer also stuffed with various photos, but with his parents as is scanty, but not a decent family. Think carefully, the child is not busy, busy working parents, and too little time,


Flower words

Recently, a trip to the park. Garden flowers open, be riotous with colour, bright and colorful, really beautiful, presumably leisurely holiday, flowers people really many. Some couples together, some with the child, some with a lover, and hold the old man ... ... The flowers are different, there are of course different flowers mentalityhair3k.

It is to take care of different personnel flowers needs? Flower arrangement is also very important. Common, easy to grow, the market less valuable flowers, mostly at the side of the road along the line. One for the common people by the flowers, less energy; and secondly because of reduced pedestrian accidentally damage and economic loss caused by. Class a little higher from the far some flowers are . People can watch without too close, to avoid being trampled. But a rare flower, often placed from the way most far up. People can look at the appreciation, and must be approached carefully to enjoy, to circumvent some of screen bar went forward, it will take some effort.

Nature also is such, roadside, are often extremely easy to grow the ordinary flower. The time is not very long. But the really precious rare flowers, often growing in special environment, or in a pedestrian beaten, even high precipitous rock faces and sheer cliffs. Generally difficult to see, more difficult to reach.

A child sitting in the roadside, eat with appetite appreciate flowers. He has seen too much, there will be no more, everything here is beautiful. He likes on a cluster of yellow flowers, reached over, picked a flower, on hand, quickly crumbled. My mother saw, gave him a small palm, hit the child cry cry. Next to a big sister said to her:" why do you want to hit a child? The flowers are not valuable, took nothinghair3k!"

A dress is simple couple came. Bent carefully to appreciate the flowers. Two people gently up debate:" flower like tours, we only care to face each other, not demand perfection, inclusive of each other's shortcomings

, appreciate each other advantages, you will get a good mood. A doubles as the couple walked, see open so bright flowers, very glad. His girlfriend was squatted down to see the flowers, the man stopped. Said: "this is very easy to see the flowers, worth squat body to enjoy? To see is to see grades into a little higher!" Women appreciate a couple of words, comfortable with its away.

A middle-aged woman helped an old grandma come, see is a pair of elegant woman. On the side of the road to watch it for a while, the middle-aged woman to help grandma to look into the flowers. Grandma refuses. She murmured:" do not be deceived by public opinion, flower is worth people to give the! Flowers are in order to obtain a good mood, need a good mood. Good mood, what grade do you can see its bright, do not blame the flower no, that is not a good flower. The mood is not good, no matter what look is to owe beautiful flowershair3k."

A retired old gardener was also grandson helped down here. In appreciation of several strains of noble name, grandson called he buys a bottle of home support. The old man said: "don't buy! Precious flowers can appreciate, but who can not buy. If anyone can buy, who can afford to buy, who can raise well, she will not be called a rare flower! Five groups, five different state of mind, I heard five different argument. Different life experiences, the mentality of different flowers, flowers needs are not unified, the flowers of the realm of inconsistency, flower also had the distinction between high and of the.

I have to forget

 

The mind is like a dust, down in the past. Float to the future. Falling into the eyes would tear out, once the sea always infinite feeling, so year after year, winter to spring. Years, you teach me not only patience, just sigh, also church I ordinary days, to learn to live independently, learn to put aside those trivial things, change a mood, learn to treat their own. From the young girl to this is to Renqi mother, time past by the time quietly from the fingertips to steal, is the feeling luohuayouyi, or sigh human feeling is like running water? Go through the mill of the life lets me learn tolerance and patience, learned to put all the emotions hidden, learned without tears bitter, and the smile with tears. No matter how the status quo, in my mind there is always a clear sense of existence, the heart still has a stubborn pursuit of direction.

Love feeling and thinking of the little drops of life, made me sad every tree and bush, an eyes moved, a word will take my anger. Maybe, all of these, can generalize with a word, that is: life.... Life is beautiful, but also there will be too many helpless. Perhaps, life has too many helpless, I just used to contain and forget about it, however, when the scene as the same picture appeared in front of you, the deep hurt, still be touched to the heart the most endurance limit? Buddhism spread " ego", I want not to lay down their own, but the experiences of the people and things

Long life road, there are always some helpless life journey, sometimes think, maybe, it is these helpless journey had led us constantly aware of their own, constantly adjust their direction in life, many years later when we look back, there will be joy, also has the tears, but more or memory, because these memories, not only records the real helpless, also records the real life!