"Spring Records" do not remember who wrote it. Just look, look with all your heart, there is a tangible feeling of pain in the heart of the fragile soul, but like grass like flexibility. Hurt, broken, but still living. There is no great joy and great sorrow, look down on life, joy and anger do not show color. How about a woman ah! Thousands and thousands of good set in one, but the unfortunate life, fortunate to be a talented and intelligent woman, but a flash in the pan, unfortunately, why the heavens do not look down on pity.
Two kinds of life, or like a thornbird to the fire and died, or aimless life, living?
If you can't keep a person, you have to leave a tear in his heart ......
When the heartless turn back to smile, but do not know that this smile will be planted in the heart of another person ...... fantasize in the heart of the love, should be like me! The following write a miniature novel like, don't ask for the name and not ask for the source.
The snowflakes on the sky fall on the boundless earth, like a dancing elf, crystal clear. A woman in red dress strolling in this world of ice and snow, from a distance like a delicate rose, gradually disappeared in the distance. If it is not clear footsteps on the snow, and even let a person suspect that just seen just an illusion ......
da da da da ...... hoofbeats from far to near came, accompanied by flying gradually up the snowflakes a man riding a white horse appeared in the snow, the man came to the side of the woman in red stopped, two pairs of eyes intertwined in the moment the woman stretched out the green onion jade hand, hitched on the man's wide body, the man said "do my maiden!" The woman nodded, jumped to the horse, the white horse humped the two dust away ...... walked a ride and a ride, the man turned back and asked: "May I ask the woman your name?" The woman smiled and said, "My name is Fei Die, may I ask where you want to take me?" The man said: "Wanderlust ......"
water tenderness prose 2Once I was a mischievous and unruly "upside down", however, all of this has been warmly The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need. Every time I step on that piece of land in my hometown, a warm current hits my heart.
My teenage years were spent in my hometown in the mountain field.
In the early spring of my hometown, it was still cold. The villagers planted on the hillside of the spring tree began to bud, a cluster of yellow and tender yellow climbed all over the branches. I walk through the winding mountains, in search of fun, instantly pick up the road stone, or standing, or cat waist, hit the ground in the spring tree, stone rain mercilessly fell on the branches, a draw shoots should fall, the rest is just bare trunk. Some of the spring trees were hit, even if they can survive, the trunk of the tree is also crooked. Even some tiny trunks were brittle and broken, unable to grow and died. In the hometown, since the houses are wooden structures, the spring tree is the only choice of material for villagers to build and repair houses.
Summer in the mountain villages, the grass is green and verdant, and the trees are green and luxuriant. When you look into the distance, you can see the green corn, which is blown by the mountain wind. In the middle of summer, the sun is blazing, and the villagers are sweating like pigs. The corn tasseling comes on schedule. Walking in the winding mountains, it is difficult to resist the "angry" flames, and often hide in the shade of the cornfield to rest, to avoid the heat and cool. Annoyed, I tiptoed into the cornfield, stealing food villagers planted the ripe corn stalks, plenty of water to nourish the sweet taste is very palatable, exceptionally thirst-quenching. In order to hide, I carefully discarded the leftover residue in the weeds, or buried it with the corn stalks together with the soil.
In the autumn of the golden sprinkles, there are fruits and vegetables everywhere. The crickets murmur and the fall insects sing. In my memory, the teenage years are hungry, often after eating the next meal can not catch the next meal, feel hungry fishing, never had a sense of fullness. See the ripe fruits and melons, not mouth-watering. In order to satisfy hunger, often run to the mountains, slipped into the cornfield, eating raw villagers of cucumbers, soybeans, tomatoes. Cucumber, juicy and sweet; soybeans, full of flavor; tomatoes, sour and sweet. Sometimes scurry to the peach tree, steal food villagers hairy peaches, after a full meal, leaning in the shade of the rock napping perch, so that the sense of taste indulgence.
The winter countryside far away from the mountains, seems a little depressed, some cold. Gradually, the earth is covered with yellow, the past colorful and colorful all gone, the mountain wind blowing whistling, full of bleak. As in the busy season, the villagers still go out early and return late, against the cold wind, facing the west wind, to take care of the weeds in the ground, corn stalks, not a moment to slacken. Since corn stalks are one of the necessary fuels for farming families, villagers often collect and bundle corn stalks from the mountains, yard them along the road, dry them in the sun and carry them back to their homes to be used. Taking care of the ground weeds, corn stalks is a very hard agricultural work, are bare hands to handle, hands are weeds stabbed by straw cuts full of scars, no piece of skin is intact. Cracked wounds often ooze blood, the pain is intolerable, it is very heart-breaking. Winter, the countryside is silent, cold wind, often frost, occasionally snow, snowflakes fluttering sprinkles. One night, snow-covered, freezing fog filled, ice cream dense, mountain dance silver snake, silver, like the northern world of ice and snow, let a person happy let a person worry. I walked slowly in the snow and ice, stiff hands and feet, shivering, often the roadside yards of corn stalks held to the back of the wind under the rocks lit to warm up. In order to find excitement, even large bundles of large bundles of corn stalks stacked together to burn, wind-assisted fire, flames, sparks, a little careless hair was burnt eyebrows were burnt light, do not care, still super comfortable.
Spring and fall shift, cold and summer, the villagers so damaged has been countless, in my all hear is the gentle words against the ear of the advice. All along, in this sentimental land, simple and kind tolerant generous villagers, treating us these ignorant delinquents, just good words of advice, no chastisement, just the warmth of the parcel of subtle, so that many more wildly ignorant heart feel the deep warmth, as silently protect a young sapling in the weeds, for fear of being the bleak winds blowing and wet by the Chu rain. This heavy land, nourishing all things, but also nourished my little heart, let me grow without worry.
Light as a shuttle, drunkenly look at the old dream of red dust; the passing of the year, washed out the years of flashy. Now, has been away from the ignorance of the crazy teenagers, walked through the blood of the youth, into a mature and steady life of the year. Although far away from the homeland, but the youthful past is still fresh in my mind, as if yesterday. With the passage of time, life continues to refine, understand the true meaning of life, and finally realized the true meaning of "hoeing", y appreciate the hardship of labor; with the growth of age, experience is constantly enriching, deep understanding of the virtues of human beings, and finally know how to be grateful. Even though I feel y remorseful and guilty for being young and unprofessional. At the same time, the rest of the heart will be tortured by conscience and merciless flogging. Now, the hometown has shifted busy, the former cornfield has long been retired to forests, growing a large green tree. Through time and space, counting the past, taste the warmth, full of emotion. From the youthful hometown to come, in the full of warmth of the foreign country through, I finally read the inner world of the hometown.
The hometown is soft like water, thinking about the memories; the hometown is heavy and deep, nourishing life. The world of the sea, can not stay in a hurry, but I hope that the warmth of the eternal warmth of the constant companion. I will always sing the heavy nostalgia and walk and cherish. When the years lost words, only stone can say watery tenderness, let me know that he has never left, has been in my heart, give me not changed tenderness, accompanied me through all the prosperity and desolation in life.
Five years ago, he and I have agreed to stick together for a lifetime, but fate loves to play jokes, we still have a month to hold a wedding when he took away, so that a month after the wedding has been arranged for all the wedding without the groom. We agreed to a lifetime, but only love each other for two years, and since then the years have lost their words, I am alone to guard our memories and love to step through the years.
We agreed on many anniversaries, the anniversary of meeting, the anniversary of the first hand-holding, the anniversary of the first date, the anniversary of the first kiss, the anniversary of meeting the parents, the anniversary of the marriage proposal ...... Every day that is important to us has become our anniversary, every month at least one anniversary, one month even three anniversaries. I am so thankful to have these anniversaries with me through the days when I don't have him around. Whenever I think of him, I touch the peace button he gave me around my neck, as if he is still by my side, warming my heart with his watery tenderness.
Time flies, and my thoughts of him are growing with each passing day. My family and friends have advised me to forget him, start a new life as soon as possible, and get used to life without him as soon as possible. Although I know they are for my good, but I can't do it. In two years' time, he had taken deep root in my heart, and once I uprooted him, I was afraid that there would be a gap in my heart that could never be filled, and would make me even more sad. These years, I use thoughts and love to water the roots he left in my heart, has long been disjointed, deep into the bone marrow, is it so easy to say forget can forget it?
Five years, I almost every day will touch the only souvenir he left me. One day, I suddenly realized that this piece of peace button than when he just gave me more crystal warm, probably this is the so-called "people raise jade, jade raise people" it. But I prefer to believe that this is because the jade has his tenderness in the water, in my thoughts in the increasingly warm, as if in the comfort of me, tell me even if he is no longer, but also in such a way to accompany me.
"The years have lost their words, but the stone can speak", I used to think very little of this sentence, the years indeed can not speak, but what can the stone say? Instead of waiting for the stone to speak, it is better to use their own actions to write a wonderful life more practical. However, after five years of love, I have a different understanding of this poem. Time passes, many things are changing unknowingly, the years will not tell us exactly what has changed, but many things around us seemingly unchanged are using subtle changes to tell us that time has come and gone, leaving many traces. These traces, not only tell us what has changed over the years, but also tell us what has remained unchanged.
For the loss of my beloved, the years have lost their words, but the stone can speak like water tenderness. The years and my . Thoughts of this peace button becomes more and more warm, just like he whispered to me once said to me love words, once promised me, with the passage of time more and more tender and moving. If one day my thoughts stop, then this peace button also lost words, just like he left the same.
Similar water tenderness prose 4The clouds were thickly cascading and gray.
The north wind wailed, hard and cold.
Although you are the king of a country, the cold wind blowing on your face like a knife cuts like a knife, but still face to face, so that I feel the coldness of the bones.
Gradually, the gloomy sky began to sprinkle a little snow, sparse.
Oh, it's snowing! This is the first snow in Yingtian!
In the face of the gradually thinning hexagonal strange flowers, independent of the Xuan window, I felt miserable for the first time. "The so-called loner, but also so." I sighed sadly.
The snow is coming up.
The first two are the same, but the second is the same, and the third is the same! In this snowy day, I miss you all so much that I can't even begin to imagine.
Here, I'm going to use the royal pen to pour out a piece of true feelings, write out my thoughts, my despair, my remorse, to the sea, to the Ada, to meet the spring, to the other in the hundred beams of the building (the building of merit) in the death of the fathers!
The snow grew heavier. Soon, Yingtian became a world of powder and jade.
(a) the great years
Dahai, Ada, Yu Chun and others:
Since my heavenly blessing, stood up to rise against the Mongolian Tartars, you have always been closely united in the true son of God me as the core of the surroundings, although a few trials and tribulations, through ups and downs, but do not doubt that I am an outstanding leadership skills, the cause of my obedience to the extent that blindly obeyed, always consciously uphold my historically formed authority. I have always consciously upheld the authority of my historical formation. Even when I was temporarily in difficult times, and occasionally the tiger fell in the sun, you never saw the wind to steer the ship and acted as little dogs that bullied me. You can say so, without your loyalty, there is no Great Ming Dynasty's thousand years of greatness, and there is no Zhu Emperor oligarch Yuanzhang me.
In the great years of the wolf smoke, I have formed a deep fighting friendship with you. Ada, Yu Chun, do you still remember? Once, the Mongolian Tartars took advantage of my dragon heart is not prepared, extremely despicable sneak attack me. As I was caught off guard, I could only lead you to retreat and move with ease. As a result, when I found a natural cave, I led the way and rushed into it, which touched all of you who followed me. Later, the tartars who searched the mountain found this place and saw that they were about to be exposed, but they strangely turned back and let the cave go. At that time, didn't you guys wonder a lot? In fact, this is my hobby of keeping spiders helped. As soon as I entered the cave, I threw out the spiders, the result of the spiderwebbed cave blinded the Tartars searching the mountain, so that we escaped. Alas, God's will which!
Dahai, you are reckless but not lose integrity, and Li Kui as lively and lovely, among the brothers, I like you the most. Your childlike behavior, sometimes really let me can't help but laugh! That time, the army was short of food, so I had no choice but to kill the horses to feed the hungry. However, just because the military division of a joke "horse meat sour, eat not grow a beard, is long also to fall off", so full-face bearded you refused to eat horse meat. More interesting is that, in order to prevent others to feed horse meat, you actually find a piece of plaster on the mouth. As a result, you were starved to the bone. This is the thing that made me laugh so hard that my stomach hurt for days. The sea ah the sea, throughout the ages, such as you as innocent senior generals really less tight, rare which!
As the smoke of the past can not be traced, the memory of the past great years thick, brothers, I miss you which widow!
Ming Emperor Yuanzhang's handwriting
A certain year, a certain month, a certain day
(2) difficult to choose
Ada, Dahai, Yu Chun, and others:
The Ming Dynasty has unified the four seas and oceans, and the earth and the countryside are solid as a golden soup, and you are also successful and famous. You could have enjoyed a peaceful life. However, forgetting history means betrayal. Zhao Kuangyin's yellow robe, the old Han Xin's success, the past is still fresh in our minds, so we can't make the same mistake again. I also want to "cup wine to release military power", but I hinted a number of times, you did not respond ah! Besides, history proves that using the "release of military power by drinking" method to solve the problem of military cadres is incomplete and has many drawbacks. The chances of a resurgence are very high. The choice of accidental death to solve the problem, I was also quite hesitant, and even a few days to eat and drink. After all, we have been fighting for many years; after all, I also know that the vast majority of you have no second thoughts. However, in order to the overall situation of the Ming dynasty, can only "rather miss, not let go", I hope you understand the widow my pain.
I'm not going to lie to you, the hundred beams building (Gongchen building) "accidentally" fire, looking at the rolling smoke, listening to the thunder clap, my heart is going to break. I had no choice but to search desperately in the depths of my memory for the bad things about you guys. Realistically speaking, you do have a bit of mouth, do not pay attention to the little things, especially the sea, I have been the emperor of the widow, not three kowtow nine worship, but still chirping and whirring full of mouth "old Zhu Lao Zhu" nonsense call. Imagine how this can establish my authority? How can this not make me furious? You do not know, my childhood two playmates came to me, want to ask for an official. As a result, they both talked about the ugly story of stealing green beans together when they were young. One of them was a big man, and called me a dog-egg, and said how we stole beans, which damaged my political image. The impact is extremely bad ah! I did not say anything, let the temple guards with knives to push him out of the noon gate click. The other is more cultivated, not only three hail, nine kowtow, but also to steal beans into a war, call me marshal, self-appointed general. In this way, not only did he state the facts, but he also clarified his intention, and was very artistic, how good he was! Therefore, I was so pleased with my dragon's heart that I immediately made him a real general. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it!
Ada, as a marshal, you are talented and brave, but how can you not be with the sea, meet the spring, they died in the hundred beams building (merit building)? This is a serious detachment from the masses and a serious violation of the leadership's intentions! I am very dissatisfied and disappointed with your disorganized and undisciplined behavior. As for later, I rewarded you with a red-tailed carp when you had a bad sore, that was only an accidental way of handling the situation. But in terms of the outcome of the treatment, it was inevitable. You, then, do not blame me.
Yuanxun, brothers, friends, comrades in arms, you have made an indelible contribution to the establishment of the Ming dynasty, the widow I will always remember you!
The Imperial handwriting of Ming Emperor Yuanzhang
A certain year, a certain month, a certain day
(3) This love can be turned into a memory
Meet Chun, Da, Dahai, and the others:
Once as soft as water, now as hard as iron.
I'm not sure what I'm going to do about it, but I'm going to do what I'm going to do about it.
Brothers and comrades in arms are deep in the four seas, and the people of the world are separated from each other by a hundred knots of tenderness.
I don't want to think about it, I can't forget it, and I want to talk about it in my dreams.
The theme of this article is the same as the theme of the book: "The world's most important thing is the world's most important thing"! I'm not going to be able to do that! The first thing I'd like to do is to get the best out of you!
Ming dynasty ancestor Yuanzhang imperial handwriting
A certain year, a certain month, a certain day