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Feel lonely
A sea of people. How many people envy, how many people linger in the glory of the stars holding the moon and the bustling streets, the comfort of banquets, or the romance of spring clouds and summer rain side by side, or the enrichment of old friends in other places, mountains and rivers, wandering in the communication field, and the glitz between romantic pavilions?
However, the light of dreams can never split the shadow of the dark night, and the short flower season will eventually wither. The wine in the cup can't pour away the heart, and people will walk away when they raise their glasses frequently. Therefore, in the noisy market and quiet countryside, a unique state of mind-loneliness often enters everyone's heart.
Loneliness is not the departure of a lonely goose in autumn, it is the direction of a young eagle spreading its wings, pregnant with the flight of the Ming Dynasty. This is a meditation on life.
Loneliness is not a golden flower swaying in spring, it is a strong grass, looking for soil to take root. That's a demonstration of life.
Loneliness is not the floating catkins scattered in autumn, but the seeds that germinate quietly at the end of the cold spring, which is a kind of life force.
Loneliness is not living in a closet and building a car behind closed doors, but opening up a pure land for you to work hard at your desk, talk in words, accompany with music and chew the ups and downs of life. That is the cultivation of the soul and the taste of life.
Loneliness is not white clouds floating in the blue sky, but snowflakes falling on the ground, revealing indifferent thoughts in the dry soil, a calm mind and a lonely and clean ethics.
Loneliness is a pine tree in a busy city. It is a deep regret to be used to the vicissitudes of life and the cycle of years but no one talks about it.
Loneliness is the cold plum that has been attacked by the weather. It disdains to compete with flowers, but it is an unyielding mind and a silent commitment.
Loneliness is the sentimental soul under the lonely lamp. Although I look across the autumn water, I always miss that letter, which is a deep helplessness and unforgettable love.
Loneliness is a cup of tea to sober up after people are tired, a real loneliness after eliminating noise, and a taste of life.
Loneliness is a space to chew people's flattery or advice, and it is a rare leisure in life.
Loneliness is that although you have many friends, you often live alone and taste a lingering sadness, which is a kind of trauma in life.
Loneliness, like happiness, is also an experience of life, but also a feeling of life?
Paper piano
Daughter likes music.
Every morning, when the piano sounds on the opposite balcony, she will lie on the balcony and listen quietly. How much does she want a piano? No, no, even if you can touch it, sit on it and play once!
One day, my father came to the balcony and saw his daughter lying on the balcony, his fingers jumping on the balcony, and his father had a heart? My daughter has never seen her father buy decent clothes. He always wears white work clothes. My daughter knows that she should study hard. She wants to be admitted to the Conservatory of Music in the future, so that she can play the piano every day.
Father seems to be busier than before. He goes out early and comes back late every day, wrapped in mud and falling asleep.
Day after day, my daughter doesn't know why her father works so hard, but she knows that her father has countless white hairs. Year after year, five years have passed. My daughter was admitted to the best high school.
Father went to the bank to withdraw his deposit. I was intoxicated with joy all the way, but I didn't know there were a pair of evil eyes behind me. He came to the shop and came to a piano. This is a shiny upright piano. The price tag is eighteen thousand. He thought,? That's enough. ? So I called the salesman. When he opened the tool bag tightly held in his hand with joy, the cut made by a knife condensed his smile.
Father's tea and rice were not thought about, and he was suddenly haggard. Worry hung over her daughter's eyes. A few days later, my father took out something: a board with thick paper and a healthy disc painted on it. Father said:? Dad is useless. The daughter who wants to buy you a real piano saw her father's tears for the first time. ? Dad! ? The daughter doesn't know what happened, but she knows everything.
She sat in the past, her fingers jumping briskly on the keys, bathed in the warm melody, and she burst into tears.
Missing in autumn
My temper became furious after my legs were paralyzed. Looking at the array, I will suddenly smash the glass in front of me; Listening to Li Guyi's sweet singing, I will slam what I have at hand on the surrounding walls. My mother hid out quietly and listened to my movements secretly where I couldn't see them.
When everything was calm again, she came in quietly, her eyes were red and she looked at me. ? I heard that the flowers in Beihai are in bloom, so I pushed you for a walk. ? She always said that. Mother likes flowers, but the flowers she helped plant have died since my leg was paralyzed. ? No, I'm not going! ? I severely hit these two hateful legs and shouted: I am still alive! ? My mother rushed over and grabbed my hand, holding back her tears and saying, we girls are together, have a good life, have a good life.
But I never knew that her illness had reached that stage. Later, my sister told me that her liver often hurts and she can't sleep all night.
That day, I was sitting alone in the house, looking at the leaves outside the window? Hey? The ground drops. Mother came in and stood at the window: the chrysanthemums in Beihai are in bloom. Let me push you to have a look. ? There was a pleading expression on her gaunt face. ? What time? Tomorrow, if you like. She said. She was overjoyed by my answer. ? Okay, tomorrow. ? I said. She was so happy that she sat down and stood for a while. Then get ready quickly. ? Oh, are you bored? A few steps, there is nothing to prepare! ? She smiled, too, sitting next to me, mumbling: After watching chrysanthemums, shall we go to eat imitation food? When I was a child, I liked pea yellow there best. Remember that time I took you to Beihai? You said Yang Shuhua was a caterpillar. She ran around and trampled one to death. Suddenly she stopped talking. For what? Run? And then what? Step on? A kind of writing. She is more sensitive than me. She went out quietly again. She's out. Never came back.
She was still vomiting blood when the neighbors carried her to the car. I didn't expect her to be so ill. Watching the tricycle go away, I never thought it would be forever.
When the neighbor's boy went to see her behind my back, she was breathing hard, like her hard life. Someone told me that the last thing she said before she fainted was:? It's autumn for my sick son and underage daughter, and my sister pushes me to Beihai to see chrysanthemums. Yellow flowers are elegant, white flowers are noble, purple flowers are warm and deep, and the autumn wind is blooming brilliantly. I know what my mother didn't finish. So is my sister. We are together. Let's live a good life, okay?
If the moon is affectionate, it will sing.
I ran anxiously in the narrow village lane, and I didn't want to appreciate the gift of nature. I anxiously went door to door to raise money to treat my mother.
Suddenly, a sad cry came into my ears. ? Who is it? It's so late, why is he crying? I followed the sound and turned out to be a little boy.
The little boy saw me and grabbed my trouser leg: I got lost. Take me home, will you? I instinctively replied that I wanted to pick him up and go. Suddenly, I met a bunch of familiar eyes. Hey, isn't this Dr. Wang's son? Suddenly, my heart exploded, and the shadow of Dr. Wang came back to my mind. He is the one who refused to treat my mother for a little medical expenses!
At this time, a more harsh voice gave me a hard cut: Do you really leave him alone? It's late at night, don't let him stay in the lonely field. Isn't he afraid of the dark? Can he resist animal attacks? I shivered. Ah! No, I can't leave him.
I tapped on the door of Dr. Wang's house. I ignored his words and eyes and just left quickly. I think my heart is pure and I won't lose my morality because of money. I walked so fast, not because I was angry, but because I didn't want to stay in this cynical place for a moment
The moon has climbed to the top of the tree with a chill. I'm still raising money for my mother's treatment. I firmly believe that there must be a human touch between people.
When I dragged my tired body into the house, I smelled a smell of medicine. I asked my mother doubtfully. Mom just smiled and handed me a letter. The letter said:? Thank you for taking my son home. Your behavior has given me a spiritual education. In front of money and medical ethics, we should choose medical ethics. ? Biot Athena Chu
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