Stupidity is not necessarily a blessing. The longer you live, the greater your courage. Humble and light, I have to make the best choice. You, too, may not understand what you insist on and pay, but you have a recognized and inclusive mind.
I'm not as good as you, a born rebel, who deserves to be sent out one by one, but I don't know how to return to China, but I deliberately reserve my life and death. Only when fate decides, will there be a thousand-year-old string song playing for me. I was silent at that time, and I should laugh at the grave. It's not a virtue, it's just a natural pleasure! You should be embarrassed to discipline: "The girl's family background is too strong-"I wronged: "There is only one life, and you will forget Sichuan in the next life. Who will remember who? " Just once. You have the heart to forbid me? You can't stand it! You and I, originally non-intersecting and non-parallel curves, were predestined by fate for some reason. Fortunately, you are born with good communication skills, and I, half reserved and half crazy, am also easy to win people's hearts. So I was in a good mood and fell in love at first sight.
Suppose you and I don't come to the end of life, can you go beyond forgetting Sichuan? Mollermo Hughes' ladle can't stand the persistence of the world! I wanted to come to you, so I got married later. I look down! Your ex-lover, who worked for me, polished the pearl to the extreme, and I entrusted them to continue their unfinished work, and then dispersed the next day, ending perfectly in your destiny, my destiny. My destiny, being with you, is great. My destiny is gone, and I return my crimson pearl itself. And you become a relic! Give up, give up, give up, no! So I am extremely gentle. Because it was only once.
Any course of life, starting from scratch, is like chewing wax and spitting a meaningless makeup smile. It's not self-punishment, it's past life. According to the contract, it is a drop of water fountain in previous lives. How many tears can a person shed for a lifetime? Can it be complete? It doesn't matter, the dust will settle one day, and when there is no time, it will be entangled in the next life. If you have feelings, you should be born underground, and the world will change your neck. On the day of death, you will be killed! Are you a Buddhist bastard who fled Zen for me in a previous life? Why do I understand the opportunity in this life? Maybe you failed, and you have to prove it again through me. Otherwise, I will come to you in this life, and all the causes and consequences in this life are impermanent.
It's not that Hua Shao is bald, but that Liu Hui is cursed by God. I urge you to seize the opportunity! You have to understand that the road of the world is chaotic, and it was not designed for you and me. When I am worried about you, you have to imagine how to hide my tears, how to hide my lonely rouge, and how the world adjusts my hair. So what can I do with this word?
A kind of happiness attached to the world is also an unspeakable pain, which cannot be outlined from the beginning. We choose to break this chapter. No matter how unfinished it is, it can only continue.
2. "The bright moon decorated your window/you decorated other people's dreams" is a sentence in Bian's masterpiece "Broken Chapter". It is unclear how many people's dreams it has accompanied; And that dim afternoon, I suddenly woke up from my dream, the poet had already left, and Baiyun Duan said, "You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery." From the author's self-report, there are only a few words out of chapter, which should be part of a long poem. Because these four sentences are enough to be independent of poetry, it is an "unintentional" move. What kind of bridge, what kind of building, what kind of window and moon, what kind of "person" and "you"-you can imagine where this "ripple of the heart" and "cold light" came from if the scenery did not suddenly touch the heartstrings. I've been speculating about this scene. Perhaps the easiest thing to say is love poems: I (just "people") love you deeply, but you don't know it; So, when you sighed on the bridge, I thought about you upstairs-finally, one night, I met you. I can't say, because of those reasons that bind myself in the house, I can only look at you silently and think about you. Then, as night falls, your window is like a picture frame, embedded in the bright moon night, and you go to sleep slowly, you know? Someone (maybe, someone is watching you from the roof) is dreaming of you.
Remember to adopt
3. The essay topic about broken chapters has been tossed for more than an hour, but I still don't know where to start in the face of blank paper. I
Holding a pen, staring at a book, my mind is full of thoughts.
About the topic
It's not that I don't know what to write, but I have too many fragmentary feelings, but I don't know how to write.
It is organized by words. This is the third time that I have used "Chapter" as a topic. I wrote the first two articles.
It became a running account. I can't help but think of this every time I can't find the composition center.
Title. Greedy enough to write everything, self-abased enough to find that I can't control myself.
Empty thinking.
Out of chapter, out of chapter. It's broken, but hope is broken.
About friends
When I am alone, I often walk in my memory. At times like this, I always become
Sentimental The parting I will face because of my landing reminds me of many times before.
Things. Friends are friends when they meet, but there are always only one or two good friends. if I ...
I will be honest with you and talk to you as a good friend. Because of the heavy feelings, so
I have always been very persistent with my friends. Be persistent in being kind to a person, and be persistent in worrying every day.
Whether her body is well and her mood is clear. Because it is too emotional, it makes it become.
My burden.
I will reflect on whether I did something wrong because I was unhappy, and I will be because
In order to remember how good my old friends were to me, I missed the opportunity to make new friends.
Finally, feelings are just a cocoon to me.
About writing
It's only about two or three years since I really started my own creation, which should be regarded as a late start.
All right. I started writing because of my friends. When one day I was holding an article without any plagiarism
When I showed my friend the trace composition, she praised me and invited me to participate in the "new outline" with her.
After reading it, I almost didn't send it. Even if there was no news, I was full of joy.
From then on, I began to write.
I like writing prose best. Different from the constraints of exam composition or other compositions, it
Free play is the direction of the heart. I haven't read many books, and I can't read them.
In gorgeous words, most of the memories written down are called "Yesterday", and they are all
Traces of my life. I always tell others that I don't write to go to the examination room.
High score, I just want to record my life and record every wonderful moment that I may forget.
This reason may sound silly, but I think it's pure.
End of movement
Friends and writing are now the two most important parts of my life. Even if I know
Friends occasionally make me sad and disappointed; My composition has neither literary talent nor depth.
Few people want to see it except myself. But I still love him persistently.
Son, it doesn't matter if persistence turns into paranoia.
Because they are my spiritual pillar and my unswerving courage to live.
4. Writing the composition "Broken Chapter" out of context fully shows the poet's superb structural skills. The poem has four lines and is divided into two paragraphs, just like two sets of shots juxtaposed together.
Scene 1: "You are standing on the bridge watching the scenery". Scene 2: "The people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs". These two scenes are common scenes in life, and they are just a positive narrative, telling readers a state that is difficult to understand. Now put these two shots together to form a set of parallel montages, and the situation is completely different. In the first shot, "you" is the main body to see the scenery, but in the second shot, this "you" has become the object to be seen by others. This seamless transformation between subject and object implies the universality of relativity in the universe. Things are in a certain state, always conditional, temporary and limited; If we compare things with different references from different angles, we can draw different conclusions about things in the same state. This emphasis on the relativity of things, as long as it is not pushed to extremes and divorced from the absoluteness of things, leads to relativism, which is still conducive to breaking people's isolated, static and unchanging metaphysical way of thinking about problems.
Scene 3: "The bright moon decorated your window". Scene 4: "You decorate other people's dreams". This constitutes another set of juxtaposition montages, which strengthens the philosophical relativity of the previous set of shots. But if you look closely, this group of shots is slightly different from the first group of shots. The first group of juxtaposed two shots are concrete things that can be directly felt. The second group, shot 3: "The bright moon decorated your window", still figurative. As for the fourth shot: "You decorate other people's dreams", it can only be developed from imagination. It is empty, giving readers more room for appreciation. Mr. Li Jianwu attaches great importance to the word "decoration" and thinks it is "the poet's explanation of life". "Poetry is superficial and indifferent, but there are endless sorrows buried in the darkness" (