In such a silent night, only to hear the rain outside the window ticking ticking down, I stayed alone in the room sitting on the bed playing with the phone, looking at the articles that had been written on the text station, a lot of feelings.
A few days in a row, the wind and rain, and because of this I wrapped myself tightly, but despite this out of the house or feel the cold, and even the body sometimes can not help but shiver.
The winter night makes me feel very cold, from the inside out of the kind of cold, the cold wind blowing, as ghosts cry as wolves howling.
Recently, the mood is not good or bad, perhaps I have been accustomed to this way of life. Just these days there are more express delivery, mom called a few times a day, let me go to a designated place to pick up the express delivery.
Another week has passed and tomorrow is a new day. If I hadn't looked at the calendar, I wouldn't have realized that tomorrow is my birthday. Of course, I write this article, the focus is not here, for this year's birthday, I do not have any other ideas. I'm writing this post mainly to document certain things that have happened in the past few days.
The mornings have been below myself the last few days, and I'm glad I'm not doing nothing, and the fact that I had a couple of chicken drumsticks at my grandma's house today has given me a little bit of a little bit of a kick in the whole thing.
Today in my space I saw a comment posted by a classmate and other people's comments about it. The comment was, "What's the best way to be happy? Some people commented, what can solve the worry is the only way to get rich and food. For me, there are many ways to be happy, but I agree with that person's comment.
Usually, on nights when the weather is good, I stay in my room and I always hear the sound of people chatting downstairs, and the neighborhood is unusually lively, and there are people square dancing.
It was a silent night, so much so that I didn't hear the sound of someone chatting downstairs, so much so that I didn't feel the buzz of the neighborhood.
But I still want to say that it was such a silent rainy night that brought my mind to peace, and I just wanted to be quiet and write my own article here.
The rainy night when no one comes to disturb me is really good, I can think about what I want to do in peace.
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Narrative Prose Selection Two That SheShe was sad today, I don't know why, she suddenly went back to the old days, talked about the problems she has always hated, and it is difficult to escape, she is still entangled, in fact, she is very insecure, always feel the loss of life, and today she vented a big one at me. Today, she vented a lot to me, she asked me why her hard-to-establish strong appearance will always collapse after finding a warm embrace, tears unconsciously dike.
She was crying, I could only watch her cry, she said she always love to escape, she said she did not like this, but do not know how to face the storm
I do not know why her mood is always very negative, but also very twisted, and always give a person a surprise, perhaps it is her own know so that they are all bottled up not to say
Really worried about this way down the road in her case
She likes to write about the world, but she is not sure if it is a good idea to do so, so I think it is a good idea. p>
She likes to write sentences, most of them are sad, she said she likes words, but I think, those sentences, many of them are from the heart
I do not know what can help her, some decisions after all, you have to do it yourself, your own choice, no matter what, you have to grit your teeth and stick to it, even if it is a difficult road
She likes to remember, always can not let go of the past, in fact, she is very silly, she is very happy, she is very happy, and she is very happy, she is very happy. She is very sentimental, easy to go deep, once deep, can not extricate themselves ...
She cried for a long time, I also quietly accompanied for a long time, and finally she is still asking me that question, she asked me, why do people live, and why is she obsessed? It is indeed very cruel, can't choose the birth, and can't control the life, for her, is not compatible
She always like quiet, she always like blank, she likes carefree, she doesn't like fame and fortune, doesn't like to chase, doesn't like to bind, she is like a kite, like free sky, belongs to the beautiful scenery, but helpless by the rope bound, and to be forced to accept the impact of the storm, I think maybe she is not suitable for the world, I think she is not suitable for the world, I think she is not suitable for the world.
I laughed, she is back, although I do not know when her next turn of mood, but at the moment, she is still here, as long as she is happy, I just need her smile
Narrative Prose Selection Three Lapa IceIt is again the Lapa Festival, and once again, the ancient city of Dangar is holding the activity of 10,000 people to taste the Lapa congee. I suddenly remembered my childhood Lahai Festival fun,
I remember my childhood, every winter, the hometown of the river is frozen, the first eight days of the lunar calendar, a group of playmates invited to go back to the ice. Said to eat the Lahai ice not only not diarrhea, but also can stop cough phlegm, colds, if the ice in their own land, the next year will be a bumper harvest; in their own yard, the next year, pigs, dogs, chickens, cows and sheep, etc. will not get sick. If you put the ice in their own yard towards the shaded area, can be saved for the next spring, the spring, some people get sick, will come to look for this ice to eat, such as who can really save the ice, there will be people come to the door to ask for a panacea like to ask for. So the eighth day of the waxing moon, we took a shovel, pickaxe, go to the river to dig ice, digging well after their first to eat a block of ice, and then the ice back to the home, put into the garden, the garden, and then the ice back to the family's own land, and put the more ice, the better, after the back of the ice, we began to play in the river skating, there are sitting on the stone skating; standing skating, skating, there are squatting hand-in-hand skating; there is an ice car skating (under the wooden boards) Order two wire or steel bar); but the most fun or sit "train", the front of a person sitting on the ice, behind the squatting down, one by one, hand in front of the person's shoulder, connected to a long string, downhill, skating out dozens of meters away, such as more partners, we will be divided into a few trains, competitions to play, of course, this kind of
And adults often look at the "ice phase" to determine the next year's harvest, the seventh night of the waxing moon each year, put a small bowl of water in the garden, the eighth morning of the waxing moon to look at the bowl of ice in the pattern, called to see the ice phase. If the pattern is round, it means that the coming year beans, potatoes harvest; such as the pattern is the shape of the bar, it means that the coming year barley or wheat harvest; such as the pattern is the shape of the leaf, it means that the coming year rape and vegetables will be a good harvest. After the adults finished judging the results, we carried the ice bowl of each family, ran to the entrance of the alley to watch each other's ice bowl pattern, and ran, shouting: "next year beans to become." "Next year the barley is going to be." "Next year the oilseed rape to become." We are ecstatic, as if the real self harvest, and adults are based on the shape of the ice pattern, plan the spring after which crops to be more, which crops to plant less.
Everyone's wishes are good, but at that time we are relying on the sky to eat, there is no such fertilizer, on the ground in addition to the ash burned into the earth, is the farmyard fertilizer, although there is no any pollution, but the food production is always low, we work hard for a year, the food is still not enough to eat, and then we grew up, to work away from home, and sometimes, and even the day of the Lahai can't remember, not to mention eating! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
Later, the policy changed, people's business sense improved, every Lunar New Year's Day, some people will pull the ice to the street to sell, I heard that the sales of ice is not bad, and then later sell ice less and less, or even no.
Last year, I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night.
Last year, Lahai which day I had the honor to participate in the county organized by the ten thousand people Pin Lahai porridge activities, in a corner, see a grandpa on the square table set up a lot of like crystals, the size of the ice selling: "Sell Lahai Ice, eat a piece of Lahai Ice, the dolls do not have diarrhea, adults to eat a piece of ice, the next year do not have to be sick." But the people who see a lot of people, buy people less, there is a child holding a piece of ice cream in his hand to the old man, said: "Now all have ice cream, who still eat your ice ah." The old man froze for a long time, disappointed muttered: "Now people are enjoying the blessing, forget the bitter, your parents like you this big when even the stomach is not enough to eat, which have money to buy ice-cream ah ......"
I heart a sour, spend a dollar to the old man to buy a A piece of ice, the old man was happy, trembling money into his pocket, hard to give me two pieces of ice.
I held the ice back, heart always entangled in what, I can not say is sad or happy, it seems to eat Lahai ice, back Lahai ice this kind of rural customs, perhaps will become our generation of memory.
That day I took the unprecedented step of slipping into a small river, like a childhood child like standing skating up ice, and the more you play the more fun you feel. Not far away stood a few people, watching me like a gorilla.
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