My heart hesitates and worries like silk,

Can you know that love is lingering?

Cold Moon silent Qin beauty,

Hua Yan candle is looking forward to the next life!

Zan (prose editor: Yue ran) Phoenix mountain spring outing

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Zhou Jing, a name that makes my heart beat and impulse.

She, my middle school classmate. The face is fair, the appearance is good, and it is considerate. Therefore, in our class, she huamel Noble like a princess.

At the first sight of her, I fell completely. Those beautiful big eyes, shining with charming brilliance, hit me instantly like bullets, it took only 0.0 seconds to capture my whole body and mind, making me love her.

That summer, I realized my college dream.

In the second year, Zhou Jing miraculously recorded the Hydropower Institute which was only one wall away from our school.

On the day she checked in, I went to their school to find her with anxiety. The new student newspaper is everywhere. When I see her plump and high, my heart is empty and itchy……

Zhou Jing in front of him is more charming and charming than that of middle school. I was suddenly in a mess and ran to meet with trembling mood!

On the way to find her dormitory, my heart drifted along her steps on the tree-lined path of their school. Taking advantage of the chaos, I walked to her boldly and summoned up the courage to strike up a conversation with her.

That day, we said a lot. To be honest, this meeting gave me an excellent impression. It encouraged me and gave me the courage and confidence to approach her. From then on, everything around me disappeared, and the sun, moon and stars rose and fell, but I didn’t know the day and night.

The following development made me very happy. I had frequent contacts and pleasant exchanges with Zhou Jing. She didn’t defend me, allowing me to approach her freely. This discount alone raised my soul beyond my own height.

From then on, I think falling in love with someone is a happy thing and a torment thing. In order to see her entity and say a few words to her, I tried my best!

“I’m going to find Zhou Jing!” As soon as Zhou didn’t arrive, I looked at the beautiful sky happily and shouted. After dinner, nothing can be done. Everything is intertwined in this expectation.

I also decided to go to Zhou Jing less frequently. But can I do it? I am tempted every day, and I make a sacred promise every day in my heart: “Don’t go to Zhou Jing next week!” However, when I arrived next week, I found another reason that I couldn’t reply. In a flash, I arrived at the door of her dormitory. Or the last time she broke up, she said, “See you next week!” Zhou Jing said so. Why don’t I go to her!

Of course, Zhou Jing often came to my dormitory to find me. At that time, I was really very happy. As soon as her figure flashed in the window of the dormitory, I couldn’t control myself. My eyes followed her figure. I hoped to hear her magnetic voice, eager for her to call my name, and thought that was the most beautiful melody in the world.

Zhou Jing and I often go for a walk along the Xiangjiang River. She walked in front, I followed behind, we walked and talked endlessly. When she moved closer to me for the convenience of conversation, the wonderful breath out of her mouth could be sent to my lips. At this time, I was like being shocked, the body is going to collapse. When my hands accidentally touched her or our bodies accidentally collided, oh my God! The blood rushed around me, and I immediately retracted like a fire. However, a hidden force was pulling me forward again, and all my senses were dizzy, like flying clouds and fog.

During the conversation, she accidentally passed her eyes, and I would tremble, be happy, sad and depressed…… All my thoughts were intoxicated in her tender eyes, and I was so excited that I became immortal. Only at this time can I freely appreciate her black eyes. Her vivid lips and lively cheeks attracted my whole soul without hesitation.

She opened her mouth and just spit out a note, I was completely intoxicated in her wonderful voice. All my body and mind immediately integrated into the world of Only me and her, it seems that being with her is everything to me. Besides, I have nothing to think, nothing to feel, nothing to ask for. All the pain, disorder and depression that troubled me disappeared without a trace. She mentioned every word of mine, more like the harvest year in the wild scene, which made me think about it endlessly, you have to narrow and dry the bone marrow in that sentence. Therefore, I became a man deprived of all thoughts and freedom, immersed in the world given to me by Zhou Jing, enjoying the sweetness of wishful thinking.

Alas! It turns out that I am only one step away from heaven, wonderful!

Later, she turned language into a trickle into my heart to moisten, heal and comfort my heart, and let me feel and appreciate many rich and profound meanings, and enjoy her painstaking care.

Slowly, Zhou Jing and I talked about everything, literature, dreams, life……

With the passage of time, I gradually found that Zhou Jing is a person who gets along more and more liked.

Although I knew she was beyond my reach, I really couldn’t control my emotions.

After graduating from college, I went south to Guangzhou and Zhou Jing went back to my hometown Yiyang.

Later, we became families. However, my relationship with Zhou Jing was like a pot of fine wine, which was hidden in the cellar. Occasionally, I open it and smell it. I feel that my heart is full of mellow fragrance, and there is also the aftertaste of love?

Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

I only went to the city once. I am took out the courage to go to Guangdong alone that year. Because there is a person who knows in Guangdong. Her name is Pingping. Undeserved, plain. But people are not as good as others, with big eyes and big faces, big hands and big feet, and no big character. I like a small woman who is considerate, but I only met one of the big women, who is her. My sister introduced us. Before meeting, she knew that there was a colleague of hers who had a brother. I knew that my sister had a colleague named Pingping. Then, I went to Shantou to make a living. She still stayed in Dongguan. At that time in Dongguan, people were suffering on the road, motorcycles often passed by, horn sounds were unscrupulous, the streets were dusty, the exhaust of cars, the burning of garbage, the smell of sewer water, the smell of fried noodle shops, the glue smell and lacquer thinner taste of the factory exhaust port are all mixed together. I didn’t leave Dongguan because of these. I couldn’t find a job in Dongguan, and I couldn’t find any suitable or inappropriate job. Factory in Dongguan, 99% do not welcome men. I can’t go to Shenzhen either. I just came from there and was not qualified as a security guard. I have to go to Shantou to take refuge with my friends. Of course, I wrote to Pingping that I worked in a certain factory in Chaoyang, shantou. In fact, I lived in a broken factory of my friend and had nothing to do. No job, no income, and I am in a sad city, which affects my mood, but it does not affect my peaceful development of feelings. What is the future? I don’t know if I have described the future to her. She doesn’t hate farming, but I, farming, is a definite future. If I can’t work, I have to go back to Donggan foot to farm. This is a choice that must not be like this, and it is also a ready-made way to end the ideal. I am planning when to end my ideal, or after I get married with Pingping. To get married, you have to go to Rucheng. I don’t know which side of Pingping, Ru city is on, I really don’t know. After meeting Pingping, I have to study Rucheng. Rucheng is located in the southeast of Chenzhou, at the junction of Guangdong, Hunan and Jiangxi provinces, and the famous three provinces of chicken Ming. Zhou Dunyi, the hometown of Yongzhou, wrote “Ai Lian said” there, where Chairman Mao and boss Zhu stayed. Ten Towns and nine townships, hot springs are the most famous. In Lianxi Academy, Baishi Academy and yuntou Academy made the humanities of Rucheng comparable to Chenzhou, an important town in southern Hunan where Chenjiang is lucky to go around the mountain. The plain mild, implicit and restrained temperament may be formed by her exposure to this kind of traditional humanistic history? Ningyuan is in the south of Yongzhou, surrounded by the mountains of jiuqiao Mountain and Yangming Mountain, which is called a miasma. Leaving Ningyuan, taking a bus is like a boat, all the way in the limelight. Where is ru city? Only on the way did I know that it is also a place where mountains are connected to mountains. The road is like a belt. Sometimes in the pine forest on the mountains, sometimes in the fields, those villages are afraid of growing up and growing up, and they Dodge at the foot of the mountains, like a tattered liberation shoes abandoned in the grass. Rucheng is an old district and a national poverty-stricken county, but actually it seems that it is similar to the rural area of Ningyuan, with mud walls of tile houses, we can’t see where poverty lies. Or, this requires entering the house, checking accounts, and…… Can I understand it just by looking at flowers? Looking at the scenery outside the window, it is not strange at all. But I am the only stranger to the vehicle. They don’t know. Looking at their dark faces and anxious appearance, I didn’t feel lonely and worried. I was also anxious in my heart. Seeing Pingping, seeing her parents, seeing her sister and brother, and seeing her sister and aunt, would they laugh at Pingping: finding a man so far away from home, he is still a farmer. Is there any capital to return to my mother’s home in the future? When I think of these, I am confused. My father always forced me to marry. My family is poor, so I need to get married even if I borrow money. Twenty-eight this year, twenty-nine next year, if you don’t get married, you will be left. My father didn’t have a bachelor. If I became a bachelor, well, hit my father in the face. I won’t hit my father’s face, because I am plain. If you have, take it back. I didn’t think of money, I didn’t think of the future, I didn’t think of any difficulties. Both of them agreed, willing, the killer’s love, still need to imagine difficulties? In my imagination, love can go through fire, dry seas and rocks. Marriage is a piece of iron, which can withstand all kinds of forging. Thinking about these, although I am a stranger in a car, I don’t feel lonely at all. After getting out of the car, I can see Pingping, meet familiar people, have dependence, see lovers, have warmth. The bus stopped into the small automobile transportation station in Rucheng, and all the passengers carried large and small packages out of the door. I only came down with my hands and feet alone. I didn’t bring anything, and Pingping also said: you can buy things in Rucheng. To be honest, I don’t know what I can bring or what I can bring at home. When I arrived in Rucheng, Pingping made the decision. The alley that went out of the bus station-Rucheng is far from Ning, and everything is one size smaller. The house is short, the alley is narrow, and the city is small. However, the territory of Rucheng is much larger than that of Donggan in I am. Pingping thought I was just talking on the phone, not necessarily true, so I didn’t pick up the station immediately. I couldn’t rest assured that I walked over slowly pretending as if nothing had happened while knit a sweater. It was just a chance, and maybe I was hiding it. I wandered around the Alley of the station for a long time. If Pingping didn’t come, I would board the bus back to Chenzhou. While I was looking at the two ends of the alley anxiously, a pair of plain sweaters appeared without any delay. I cried, her big face suddenly flew full of red clouds, and even her eyebrows could not be found. She quickly rolled up the half sweater and held it in her hand, saying it was a surprise that you really came. After a pause, he said: go home. The houses on both sides of the city streets of Rucheng County were painted for foreign Gray. The alley was still a stone road, and the stone wall was still the old one. Not far away, it is a river. The river is weeping willow by the river, but the branches of golden yellow mixed with dark gray just arrived in spring have not sprouted yet. The river is silting black. On this side of the house, there are shops selling Japanese goods, fruits and electrical appliances. By the door, there is also bacon. The bacon in Rucheng is not baked, but dried. The sun is good. Every family basks in cured meat, under the wall, under the eaves, on the tiles, cured meat, cured chicken and preserved fish are put together, like stinky feet in shoes for two months. I went to the store and bought this. Pingping said it was available at home. I bought that one. Pingping said it was available at home. Finally, I made my own decision and bought a box of apples. After entering the gate of the county Party committee compound and walking through the wide Ma Shi board Road, my heart suddenly became impatient: Pingping’s family actually lived in the county Party committee’s family building! Pingping said his father worked at the county Party committee. Well, love has nothing to do with his father. Pingping said her mother was at home. Well, love is our business. I comforted myself, went upstairs, entered the door, saw his father, very calm, said hello and went out. Seeing his mother, he gave me a colorful face. Without saying a word, he went into the kitchen and was busy. There is still some time before eating, Pingping said: let’s go outside. There is a park in Rucheng, which is worth visiting. Only when I got out of the door did I find it relaxed a lot. After passing the stone bridge with carved railings, walking along the Elm Boulevard and around a square, he reached the gate of the park, where there was a piece of grass in the east and a piece of loess in the West. Looking up, there is a lonely octagonal tent on the top of the park. On the stone steps along the mountain, there were three or two crowds. This Stone Road became a flower Vine. My mother didn’t agree with our business, saying that the two places of Ningyuan Rucheng were too far away. Where’s your dad? My dad made his own decision about young people. What’s your attitude? I’m afraid my mother can’t think of it. The journey was quite smooth. Unexpectedly, when I arrived in Rucheng, I was tied. Pingping didn’t have his own attitude. I stammered and lost my language. Give me some time and I will do my mother’s ideological work. How long? One year, two years. You wait for me for two years. Two years later, I will be thirty. For a man in the countryside, his family’s economy depended on several acres of land. After thirty years, it became a real problem. I began to calculate my own little nine. Or two months. Otherwise, we ran away together and went to Guangdong to work directly. Pingping is a kind girl who is not interested in my adventure plan. Donggan’s feet are no longer like a loving mother and become a burden. I also lost pride in the several acres of orange garden I owned, which was the financial source of marriage I planned. However, in Rucheng, in the family building of the county Party committee compound, a few acres of orange gardens in the countryside are too thin and pale. What else do I have? I didn’t have anything to get to the table to impress or persuade my ordinary mother. What will Pingping take to persuade his mother? Wrap a poor egg into a hot cake? I glanced at Pingping, such a simple girl, lying is not her strong point. I can’t teach her either. Bragging is not my strong point. What the fuck? There is no fucking place or object. Dinner at night, very depressed. I don’t know what to say. Ordinary father also drank with me for two weeks. After all, he was a parent official who had seen the world and couldn’t make a chicken belly look. Pingping’s mother always refused to face me face to face, and directly pointed out that she was not satisfied with me. Think about the distance between Ningyuan and Ru city, two hundred kilometers. At this time, I was as helpless as quilt rack soft shelled turtle in the air. This is worse than unemployment. Her father is feeling guilty with me. I am not sincere. Flat like sandwich biscuit heart. Am I too anxious for success? Or, I regard myself too high? Or, am I too wishful thinking? I asked myself N questions and missed my confidence. Spent the night in his brother’s bed-his brother never showed up. After breakfast, I will leave. Pingping said nothing. From beginning to end, she was playing a role of little maidservants. When we arrived at the station, the sun was shining. Cars to Chenzhou, cars to Guangzhou, cars to Dongguan, cars to Shenzhen, put together. Let’s run. I’m half joking and half serious. I ran away, my mother couldn’t think of it, and something big would happen. Mom’s love can’t be doubted. Mom’s choice may be 100% correct. I went to the ticket window to buy a ticket to Chenzhou. Pingping said: I can certainly persuade my mother. She is a reasonable person. I said “all right” falsely, threw her down and got on the bus. I wonder how I can give my father a reasonable explanation. It’s a business, right? This good, well-deserved love can only be maintained with the blessing of the whole family. Love is the most unreliable thing. Long distance love, no love. Just like the sweater in the hand, how to stamp it is a hole. When I went to Rucheng, I was worried. When I left Rucheng, my heart was boundless. Fortunately, it began to rain. The rain in early spring was endless. The sky was dim and gray, which matched unhappiness and melancholy. When the car arrived at the point of departure, I looked around and didn’t see her. At that time, I realized that I like traveling on the road and also like loneliness. The most appropriate thing for a person’s feelings is to hold them in his heart, and then he has the feeling of being connected with each other. Rucheng, finally, was a steam whistle passing by the bus when it left.

2020/11/30

Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Dear husband ‘:

I have to use this method to “communicate” my thoughts with you. In order to communicate with you effectively, I want to think about it. I think that in this period of marriage, it is most appropriate to write a letter to you. Express my true feelings and thoughts.

In the one and a half years of dating with you, it has been roughly so long. My heart is ups and downs, sad and happy. Take our recent events as an example. Two days ago, I said opposite to the conservatory that I wanted to see you. In fact, I just wanted to see you. I was tired all day, Lao Zhao. Look, talk, cheer you up. Looking at your lovely charmingly naive and indifferent language, let me listen to the songs on my mobile phone. Ha ha, I sincerely like your simplicity and innocence, but at the same time, in my heart, there has been a long-standing uneasiness: in such a material society, in the cruelty of the law of the jungle, such you can shield me from the wind and rain, give me a piece of sky I yearn?? Dear Lao Zhao, although you have always said yes, I have never believed it.. (Truth)

You love me, and I love you too. We don’t question each other. This is the greatest support I want to be with you all my life. However, our thoughts, personalities and living environment are so different since childhood. I like the simplicity and kindness of rural people, which are reflected in you, but rural people like to comment on right and wrong, male chauvinism and narrow-minded, the basic image of not paying attention to others’ feelings also shines on you. When I was forced to commit suicide by reality, you were still talking about guitar, listening to music, telling me our love and our future….. (I hope these don’t hurt your self-esteem. Although you are different in the summary table and say that you have no self-esteem, in fact, I know that your self-esteem is stronger than anyone else. No harm is because you don’t care, right? Ho ho)

After seeing your contradictory complex, I have already collapsed 100 times, even thousands of times. Sometimes on the surface, more often in my rough heart. No one saw it. Do you understand my feelings? Ha ha, let me tell you, let you know the woman around you now.

Because I grew up with my grandmother, I developed my kind, weak and even introverted character. Although few people think I am introverted on the surface, my heart is often lonely and independent. After going to college and swimming in the sea of books for 16 years, I became more confident and capable, knowing what kind of life I wanted and eager for pure communication in my heart. But I also deeply know how I should live in the real society and get the material enjoyment of love I want, especially in today’s state.

To be honest, it I am contradictory to make up your mind to get married. We are so identical and sometimes so different. Without you, I would strive for my career wholeheartedly and live the material life I want by myself at my most glorious age! Because, in this society, I think material is suitable for me, just as I need it!

However, I am not optimistic about struggling with you at all, even sometimes I am afraid and sad, because besides feelings, we are so different! Because fighting together means that we will be one, and I have long believed that none of us can change anyone. At least the relatives who have developed our habits are still alive. The changes now will bring about future confrontation and greater harm. The problem is that there are still some shortcomings that belong to us and have nothing to do with others, right? No matter whether this injury is for you or for me, and my tolerance is so poor, I am ashamed but helpless, my heart is so soft that I can’t stand a little needle injury… I really hope that I think too much. What I said is all my imagination, hehe.

As you said, economy, education, all these problems, except feelings or feelings, if there were no such things to be disturbed, then I wouldn’t think so much, we are the lovers of gods and immortals. You don’t know how much this attracts me. But now I know that this is my dream! Ho Ho.

So, don’t force me, don’t force yourself, let’s all live easier, okay? As for the result, I only feel that I am so tired now, and you don’t know me so well. In order to save your time and not let you bother, I told you in writing, because when facing you, I can’t think of these. Ha ha, I just want to love you well and feel that you are too tired to live. Because I understand it, I forget myself when I love you. So, you always say that I change back and forth, can’t see through my heart, ha ha, this time you probably know something

Your favorite: lzy

Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…