What about the property on the bank of Rising Sun Lake?

A few days ago, I was talking to Wen You Rose about poetry. He used a sentence from Lu You's Sauvignon Blanc, "The cloud weighs a thousand times, the water weighs a thousand times, and I am in a thousand times of cloud and water." I like this sentence very much, so I changed the title a little.

This word seems to be related and poetic. On the day I was right, "there are thousands of tears in my heart, and there are thousands of tears in my heart."

Perhaps, what can better express the dilemma in reality is "the clouds are heavy, the fog is heavy, and you are in a thousand clouds". However, when he wrote this sentence, he never expressed this idea. What he wants to express is also a leisurely but ethereal artistic conception and the heart of Lu You.

It's Dragon Boat Festival again, and wormwood is wrapped in zongxiang and floating in the wind, and my thoughts are myriad.

Real life is not poetic, but the beautiful scenery we paint while weaving a cage.

I don't remember how long I haven't written, maybe a month? Half a year?

Look at human feelings, how many beautiful things have been put into years.

Yes, I have been avoiding listening to other people's stories for a long time. Are people who don't have their own stories the most suitable audience?

Listening to the noise outside the window, I don't know if I can be calm, calm, and calm as a mirror.

I always think that friends are people who can take care of or understand each other. However, the person who is really good to you is the one who has been silent and can be controlled by you.

For example, the human heart is a lake. However, the willow branches by the lake are secular claws, which disturb unintentional souls from time to time.

For example, the human heart is a well. Then let all the remarks be like fish in the sea, which can't swim into the wellhead.

Then, the' interference' that can be eliminated is just an insignificant war.

Clouds are heavy, water is heavy, and the rising sun is heavy on clouds and water. What a spectacular sentence, beautiful without hurting poetry. A layer of heart, a layer of tears, people are involved in layers of hearts and tears. It's a little far-fetched, which hurts the spirit and the poem.

My words are not so beautiful, but the story floats between layers of tears.

A netizen in the same city sent a message saying that he wanted to have dinner together. I've been pushing Tang for several years, and I've been saying I'm not available, but the other party still takes pains to insist. Helpless, I went with my colleague E Zi on a rest night. After dinner, I made an excuse and left.

Moths said, you are a little unreasonable, no matter how polite.

I don't think so. I said, it's already very kind. I said, I've been talking about rice for n years, and it took me n years to eat it.

Hehe, in hindsight, I may be the kind of unkind person in the mouth of a moth. It's really unkind to disagree with something you don't like but not refuse.

When this matter was told to others, someone said with a smile that it was normal.

I suddenly remembered many past events, many past events about friendship, affection and love.

How stupid I used to think that if I had feelings, I would develop, and I wouldn't stop until I hit my head.

Now I understand that those are all clouds and unrealistic. In contrast, I prefer honest friends now.

The real treasure may not be to develop that relationship, but to keep promises forever, get to know each other and cherish each other.

So-and-so says that love is not possession.

I agree, if you have feelings, you don't have to meet and develop. You know, it's better to lose when we meet.

Colleague E Zi is a poor woman. When she was young, she worked outside and fell in love with a shy boy. E Zi resigned because of something at home, and the boy found E Zi's hometown through others.

The boy said to the moth affectionately, I don't want you to marry.

E Zi's heart is full of sweetness. She thinks that the other person knows what she thinks, so there is no need to respond directly.

The expectant moth waited and waited, and a month passed and a year passed. On the verge of stepping into the ranks of leftover women, she had to make a decision to marry her husband, who is now in name only.

She said sadly that everything is destiny takes a hand.

When E became the mother of three children of other people's wives, she found the boy who also became the husband and father of others through 1 14. Two former lovers, two hearts can only tremble on the telephone line.

The boy has become a mature man. Recalling the past, he said, I have written many letters to you.

Moths said in surprise, I didn't receive a word.

When a man wishes he could not go back to that year, he would blame moths. Why didn't you tell me you loved me?

Moths said, why should I say? You don't understand my heart. Does it help if I say it?

The man gave a wry smile and his face was full of troubles. There are tears in the world of mortals, and they always dry up in unbearable memories.

Later, moths husband gave birth to a strange disease, afraid of implicating his wife and children, so he tried every means to drive them out of the house.

Since then, moths with three children back to her mother's house.

Because of livelihood problems, when she returned to the city where she worked, she met the man who was no longer a boy.

Is it sad or happy? Moths don't know their situation. On the one hand, she thinks that although she is not divorced, she has no right to fall in love. On the other hand, she can't let go of that man.

Generally speaking, she can only wander.

Although her marriage with her husband exists in name only, she still has a lingering fear. Every time I go home, I will ask someone to bring him some living expenses, and my husband will call her to tell her some trivial things in life. This man will come to see moths from time to time. Especially when she is outside, no matter how late it is, someone can always pick her up.

I sometimes sincerely say that there are one or two people in this world of mortals who miss you, moth. In fact, you are happier than many people.

Moths always smile and don't talk, but loneliness always fills her eyes, and countless tangled flocs are intertwined, such as falling into thousands of clouds and waters.

She talks occasionally, but I can't see my future.

I always try to comfort myself by saying, moth, you don't have to think about anything now. Just make money to raise children, take it one step at a time.

Then, I always can't bear to say anything, and I can often be silent for a long time.

There is a layer of heart, a layer of tears, and a layer of heart and tears!

This weekend is a weekend, and it's time to harvest peanuts.

Mom called and said that the peanuts at home were taken back and boiled, and the yellow skin was ripe. Go home.

I blame my mother. Why are you always busy without telling us?

Mother said with relief, not much.

I said a little angrily, oh, let us know when all the work is finished.

Fortunately, my mother has a good attitude and always makes us feel infinite joy. In contrast, dad's concerns are quite a lot. Adopted children 100 years old, often worried about 99.

As children, what we can do is to go back to accompany them occasionally, sit around the coffee table, talk about life and work, and have fun.

There are many unexpected things these days. My 80-year-old aunt left the city to live in her hometown, and her body is still very strong.

In the morning, Jia Jia and I came out of the shop, saw a dog coming out of Bernie's house with something in its mouth, and immediately ran away.

Because the distance is a little far, I asked my baby daughter Jiajia, what do you think that dog is holding?

Jiajia confidently said it was 100% diapers.

I smiled and thought, I heard that Bo Niang got up early to kill chickens, not her chickens.

Before I thought about it, I heard Aunt calling her grandson who had just returned from vacation. Far away, get up and help me find it! Why is my chicken missing?

It turned out that she put a handful of chicken by the tap water at the door and went home to get a bowl. When she came out, the chicken was gone.

I went to have a look and said, auntie, keep the change. It must have been taken away by that dog just now.

Then I accompanied her to find the direction of the dog. Where is the dog? Even if I find it, I won't eat it at all, hehe. At most, it is to scold the owner of the dog, or curse a few words.

Aunt said she had been back for a few days and wanted to get something good to mend his body.

Alas, people are not as good as days. It's really "the heart doesn't spend, the eyes don't spend, and the Tao is in the heart", hehe.

Nowadays, cats are afraid of mice. Because of the money, the domestic cat became a pet cat. So many snacks, when did the mouse stop chewing?

As a result, the mouse took its offspring to eat and drink at will. The grandson of the mouse became the grandfather of the mouse, and the mouse didn't even have the strength to break free. The mice fled in panic, waiting to be killed by a stick.

Rats are not sympathized, just as thieves are not accepted by the world.

However, thieves are luckier than mice. Everyone shouted at the mouse crossing the street, but there was no lettering on the thief's forehead. As long as he is not caught red-handed, he can swagger through the city.

Perhaps, this is all the rules.

I remember a few years ago when I was in Shenzhen. On the way back to my residence by car from downtown, I was robbed of my handbag by a motorcycle robber Cash, bank cards, mobile phones, ID cards and other valid documents are all spared. I was really cold at that time.

After reporting the case, I was sad and unwilling. I just wonder if I can send a message to my mobile phone with my husband's mobile phone, as long as I get my card back.

As a result, the wicked complained first. I was complained to the local police station as a text message harassment, and the local police station really accepted it. I was so angry that I was asked to "assist" in verification on the phone.

The reason why they openly told thieves to catch thieves must have something to do with my exquisite handbag and the immediate loss of my bank card.

I also heard a strange thing, a woman walking in the street. Suddenly, someone took the earrings, and I was slapped twice before I could shout. The woman covered her burning face and only heard one sentence: wearing fake ornaments next time will kill you.

What is this world? Who can tell me? Is it alarmist that this thousand clouds and waters carry thousands of reverie?

Although many years have passed, I still have a lingering fear.

It is undoubtedly happy to stay at home and not see the dirty undercurrent outside.

Under the blue sky, the seemingly simple world is not simple. Impetuous, undercurrent, invisible vicious circle is quietly attacking the unguarded soul.

Recently, the company plans to hold a chorus contest of 100 red songs in August. Colleagues responded to the call and actively signed up for me. The song I chose is my China Heart.

I can't help but feel a little disappointed. Am I patriotic? Do we all love our country? Does the country love us?

If everyone is patriotic, will our country be more harmonious? If our country loves us, will our country be stronger?

Has the so-called good nature at the beginning of life become a myth? Is society crazy or people are complicated? Or is society inherently complex or is people divided in the process of progress? Look forward to "the clouds are heavy, the water is heavy, and the rising sun is also heavy in the clouds and water", and then the sun breaks through the heavy haze. ......

If the rising sun comes true, there will be an unpretentious prosperity! Create another innocent world!