I left quietly, just as I came gently;
I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky.
The golden willow by the river is the bride at sunset.
Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud, oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;
In the gentle waves of He Kanghe River, I would like to be an aquatic plant.
The pool in the shade is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky.
Crushed in floating seaweed, a rainbow-like dream is precipitated.
Looking for dreams? Support a long pole and swim back to a greener place on the grass.
Full of the splendor of a boat, singing in the splendor.
But I can't play the piano, just a farewell flute;
Summer insects are also silent for me, silence is Cambridge tonight!
I left quietly, just as I came quietly;
I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud.
Bing Xin Chun Shui (Complete Works)
one
spring
Another year
Therefore, it blows slightly.
Can I take another photo?
"My friend!
I never left a shadow.
Not just for you. "
two
Four o'clock passed slowly—
Flowers whisper to each other
"We are just the weak!
a sweet dream
Do it in turn.
A thin cup
Also take turns drinking.
God arranged it this way! "
three
Young man!
You can't fly like the wind.
It should be as still as a mountain
Like a floating cloud
A helpless life
I only did the poet's information!
four
Luhuo
Only this kind of yellow wave?
Take the wind to Jiangnan!
five
A small river
The running water will flow downwards.
Only through Pingsha Wan Li-
free
Boring
He has no happy voice.
A small river
The winding water will go down.
Only through mountains and valleys—
dangerous
unavailing
He also has no happy voice.
My friend!
Thank you for your answers.
My long-standing boring question
In the flat and tortuous water flow
The happiness of youth
Ripple in it!
six
Poet!
Don't wronged nature.
A beautiful picture.
What a good description!
seven
Step by step to help-
Semi-hidden blue peaks
Why is it so high?
eight
Moon!
What made your dignity?
In the distant sky
You're the only one.
nine
If I can achieve it
Oh, my god
Where is the end of your heart?
Maybe let me know.
Far away!
Far away!
I'm so small!
One zero
Suddenly it was midnight.
The mood of the day!
Don't invade this field.
one by one
The south wind is blowing.
Jiang Chun's smile
Brought it from the water town!
several
The string is nearby.
Here comes the blind man.
The string is in the distance.
The fate of ignorant people
Did you go with him?
One three
Bai Lianhua!
Cleanliness binds you-
But why not let Honglian go into the water?
Come to the ceremony
Easy
Nature's call theory
Put your pen tip
Immerse yourself in my ocean!
People's hearts are so boring. "
15
voicelessly
A triumph full of winners!
Yi Liu
Heart!
When is it worth worrying about?
For the universe.
For all life.
FAW Group Corporation
Sunset on the red wall and hay!
Let's drop quickly.
You have aged many young people!
18
Plum blossoms in the ice and snow!
You took the lead in spring.
Look at the flowers everywhere.
When you open it occasionally
Yijiu
Poet!
Be careful with your pen!
The boredom of all living things
I want you to comfort me.
20
Shantou independence
Is the universe occupied by only one person?
Eryi
Can only carry the pot.
Look at her haggard appearance-
Water of sympathy
Where to irrigate?
She is a flower in the column!
two two
Pioneer!
You should open up a future for all beings.
Tighten your heart belt!
Ersan
Ordinary pool water—
The sunset is shining.
It will become a sea of gold!
Si Er
Island!
Where are you standing?
Countless mountain bees
Sink to the bottom of the sea
Erwu
Blowing snow and blooming flowers-
The north wind is also mild.
Erliu
I'm just a weak person!
Cross of light
Let me carry it
I want to abandon sex.
Dim stars!
Erqi
The wind is blowing!
The singing of autumn insects has stopped!
sixteen
The shadow deceived everyone.
Beyond the sky-
Was the moon once round?
Erjiu
General Green.
A little gentler.
Xihu river
Are you Hai's sister?
30
The sky is high.
The stars have fallen.
Xiaofeng is embarrassed with the sleeper again!
Xu zhimo accidentally
I am a cloud in the sky, occasionally projecting on your heart-
You don't have to be surprised, let alone happy-
It disappeared in an instant. You and I met in the dark sea,
You have yours, I have mine, direction; You remember it well,
You'd better forget the light that shines on each other when we meet here.
Lu Xun laughed at himself.
What do you want from the delivery of the canopy, but you dare not turn over and meet each other. A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children. [2] Hiding in a small building, it becomes unified, regardless of Xia Chunqiu in winter.
Zhu Ziqing Winter
Speaking of winter, I suddenly think of tofu. It's a "small ocean pot" (aluminum pot) for cooking tofu. It's hot. The water is rolling, like the eyes of many fish, and there is still a small piece of tofu in it, which is tender and smooth, like a white fox coat that is worn backwards. The pot is on the "foreign stove" (kerosene does not blow the stove), and the stove is blackened, which shows the whiteness of tofu. It's night and the house is very old. Although "foreign lights" were lit, it was still dark. Sitting around the table are my father and our three brothers. The "foreign stove" is too high. My father often has to stand up, squint slightly, reach into chopsticks from the dense heat, pick up tofu and put it into our pickles one by one. Sometimes we do it ourselves, but the stove is too high, and we always enjoy it. This is not eating, just playing. Father said it was cold at night, so everyone would be warmer after eating.
We all like this kind of white water tofu; As soon as I served, I looked at the pot eagerly, waiting for the hot air, waiting for the tofu that fell from my father's chopsticks in the hot air. It is winter again. I remember it was on the night of November 16th of the lunar calendar. Mr. S, Mr. P and I are sitting by the West Lake. Mr. S has just arrived in Hangzhou to teach, and wrote in advance that "we are going to visit the West Lake, whether it is winter." The moonlight that night was really good, and now it still shines on me. It turned out that the night before was the "first of the month"; Maybe the moon in November is really special. It's past nine o'clock, and it seems that we are the only rowers on the lake. The wind is a little strong, and the moonlight sheds soft water waves; Just then, the line reflected light, like new silver. There are only faint shadows left on the mountains on the lake. Occasionally there are one or two lights under the mountain. S Jun Kouzhan has two poems: "A few stars shine on the fishing village, and the ink is light and the distance is light."
We don't talk much, only the sound of oars is even. I gradually fell asleep. P jun "hello" for a moment, then raised his eyelids and saw him smiling. The boatman asked him if he wanted to go to Jingsi Temple. Today is Amitabha's birthday, and it's quite lively there. When I arrived at the temple, the temple was brightly lit and full of the voice of Buddha chanting, as if waking up a dream. This was more than ten years ago, and Mr. S often wrote to him. Mr. p heard that it was changed several times. The year before last, he received a special tax from a special tax bureau, and never heard from him again. After a winter in Taizhou, there are four people in my family. Taizhou is a mountain city, which can be said to be in a mountain valley. There is only one street two miles long. On other roads, almost no one can be seen during the day; It is dark at night. Occasionally, someone's window reveals a little light, and pedestrians hold torches; But that's very few. We live at the foot of the mountain. Some are the wind in the pine forest on the mountain and the shadows of birds in the sky. I went in late summer and left in early spring, but it seems that I have been living in winter; But even in winter, it is not cold. We live upstairs, and the study faces the road; You can clearly hear someone talking on the road. But because there are too few people walking, sometimes there is a sound, which can only be heard when the far wind comes, but it is unexpectedly outside the window. As strangers, we often just sit at home besides going to school. My wife is used to that kind of loneliness, too, and only stays with our father. Although it is always winter outside, it is always spring at home.
Once I went to the street, when I came back, the wide window of the kitchen downstairs was open, and their mother and son were lined up side by side; Three faces smiled at me with innocent smiles. It seems that Taizhou is empty, only the four of us; The sky is empty, and there are only four of us. It was the tenth year of the Republic of China, and my wife had just come out from home and was at home. Now she has been dead for almost four years, but I still remember the shadow of her smile. No matter how cold, windy and snowy it is, it always warms my heart when I think about it.
Zhang Xiaoxian's beautiful agreement
Is there an invisible agreement between people? Between friends, between relatives, between lovers and between husband and wife.
Should there be a tacit agreement between the boss and his subordinates?
Friends don't need to agree to be sincere. Since we are friends, we should trust and care for each other. This is unnecessary.
That's enough. Betraying a friend is a violation of the agreement.
Between relatives, even if everyone is not very close. However, as long as one of them needs it, the family is still
Will be the first to stand up for him. We are a family. Didn't we have an appointment?
Between lovers, there is no need for commitment at all. We love each other, which is an agreement. Men should protect women, not men.
People are stronger than women, but the agreement of love. You don't need to say that you will take care of me, love me and care about me. This is our silence.
Contract. We don't have a marriage certificate, but we have an agreement. The day we broke up. Our agreement is over.
Husband and wife are lovers, and all the agreements are the same as before, except that we have one more agreement, which is to do our best.
Try to maintain a marriage and never give up easily. You don't have to say, "Wife, I love you." We didn't.
Do you have an appointment?
There is also an agreement between the boss and the horse. The boss gives his subordinates development opportunities and reasonable returns, and their subordinates work hard for the company.
Work. Apart from salary and contract, this should be a sentient and righteous agreement.
I prefer to believe that there are many beautiful agreements between people.
Lin Qingxuan Lily
A long time ago, my girlfriend suddenly called me, and I don't know why she talked about things long ago.
"In fact, at that time, I still loved you when I left you, and even I couldn't figure out why I left you." She said.
I hold the microphone and smile silently, just as I still can't find out the reason for being betrayed. It's strange to hear that. It seems to be foreign.
She added, "Some other time, let's have coffee and talk about the past."
I don't think so! I heard my very indifferent voice, and my heart ached because of this indifference, because I have never been indifferent. Hanging up the phone, I sat alone under the lamp and looked at a lonely lily on the table. Lily is so pure, beautiful and fragrant, and its texture is almost transparent and delicate. My mood is like the tide, ups and downs.
In this world, there are many people who can love lily, and few people can cherish the pure, beautiful and fragrant quality, which is why lily is so lonely.
How easy it is to say the words of love in your mouth, and how difficult it is to really know how to cherish them in your heart!
It is not easy for people to "get together", let alone "lily"!
Zhang Xiaofeng's love story
both banks
We always gather less and leave more, such as the two sides of the strait.
Just like the two banks-just because there is a vast gray river between us. We love the river so much that we stand on the shore.
Standing on the shore, I love, no one forced us, we stood on the shore ourselves.
In spring, I love willow trees, which will make this side of full of green, and the beautiful green tapestry will dive into the green waves of the same color and slowly swim to the other side. There are duckweeds in the river, algae in the river, and clouds in the river. It's still the river in Guo Feng Guanju, and I'm swimming towards you.
I swam to you, I met you and swam to me-with the same soft wicker. We met in the middle of the river, and our myriad things secretly held hands at the bottom of the river.
Just because there are rivers in this world, there must be two banks, both of which are green Di Yang. I don't know why we stand on both sides of the river, just because we insist on a river, which turns green year after year and makes the world die. Together, we work hard to support a river and care for the thousands of miles of smoke.
The two banks will always have the same wind, the same rain and the same water level. At first, the catnip was evenly distributed on both banks with equal red, and the wings of birds gave the same white on both banks, while the dew in Qiu Lai was cold, giving us similar desolation.
Suddenly found that we belong to the same land.
Even if it was cut open by the river and confronted, it never separated.
When spring comes every year, in that tender and distressing March, we can't help but stretch out our arms and secretly roll them up at the bottom of the river. Defined by fate. When I was young, how could I be so stupid?
The definition of "person"? The definition of "love", the definition of "life" and a definition of "philosophical noun" that I just inexplicably heard. ...
At that time, I always looked at my left palm and right palm carefully, or, from a winding emotional line, estimated whether the emotional river burst its banks. Sometimes, I seriously give a person a face and spy on the scenery of my life from the eyes of my nose.
Strange, when I was young, why did I want to know everything? Definition and fate. When I was young, I never thought that people could have the right to live without knowing it.
Suddenly one day, we grew up because of love.
You should know that tomorrow's storm is not important. Holding hands can be a sign of the wind. When singing, why not pour Shan Yu into the lamp, so the wind and rain won't matter. The important thing is to find a shoulder that can withstand the wind and rain.
Suddenly, one day, we forgot all the definitions we recited, we lost the mountaineering guide, and we even forgot ourselves and all this, because we climbed the mountain and built a house at a corner in the valley. Thousands of springs attract thousands of months, and thousands of winds invite thousands of tricks. In the boundless majesty, we are also solemn.
Hand in hand for many years, we superimposed each other's palm prints on each other's palm prints. Our eyebrows are connected into a mountain with the same name because of the same frown, and our eyes are reflected into waves because of the same sight. What kind of fortune teller can understand the secrets of these two hands, and what kind of prophet can sort out the fate of these two faces?
Qiang Muji once defined, what is the fate of Baiyun? Who has seen the running water scorched by the really welcoming boulder? How could you be so stupid when you were young? Follow local customs
When we fell in love-at the beginning-I suddenly felt elegant and ethereal, as if a new me had floated out of the old me.
When we are in love, we reach out from every inch of skin and every thought. We want to explore and embrace the world, and we begin to believe that we are extraordinary.
People who love each other don't have to get along with each other day and night-that's what the novels say. In the novel, men and women get old in the blink of an eye, but they never live together again, leaving us with sad memories.
But we are living people, we are not novels, we want to live all day, we want to live at the same time, we want to live in the same space, we want to be together, so I give up flying and return to the world to be vulgar with all vulgar people. If the result of love is that we are ordinary, let us be ordinary.
If the course of love is to let us ride a rugged horse from a wild horse, then let us accept it.
If the trajectory of love always relegates golden couple to a woman in human marriage, let's be content. We only have one life, this is our only bargaining chip, and we have to live together to gamble. We only have this life, this is only our only scene, and we will perform on the same stage.
So, we got married. So, we run a nest and live in it.
In the kitchen, there is a restaurant where we drink and eat.
There is a living room where our friends talk with them.
There is a bedroom that doubles as a study. Everyone's books stand on their own shelves, but the shelves are harmonious and stand like walls. Even our completely different books are harmonious.
There is a room with children, waiting for us to read stories to a pair of charming girls every night and cover them with quilts that they always kick.
As for the mountain alliance we set? What about the water Covenant we long for? Let it wait, we will go one day, but now, we have chosen to follow the custom.
Stick to life, stick to the ordinary, the mountain forest can be an apartment, the bell can be a poem, let's do as the Romans do.
I found a bunch of miscellaneous things, hoping to use them. ...