What could I have done back then? Publication date: 20110917
The wind kept blowing, the rain kept falling, and after a flash of lightning and thunder. A yellow leaf on a tree could no longer withstand the baptism of wind and rain, and it fell pitifully. In the storm, it relaxed itself, following the wind and rain as they slowly departed. It sobbed in the storm. I can't remember how many fallen leaves have appeared...
There is nothing forever, nothing long-lasting. With an excuse, anyone can leave first. There are so many excuses for leaving, but in the end, there's only one: not loving enough, not loving deeply enough. The most touching words are not "I love you," but rather "let's be together." Why do lovers who once loved each other become so familiar when that love turns cold...
The road, in your heart... Publication date: 20110918
Injury, three years of such loneliness, how could I bear to let go? Publication date: 20110917
Falling leaves Publication date: 20110917
Perhaps, no one helps me remember that from last year today to this year today marks exactly one year since university began. I clearly remember that it was my father who saw me off onto the car. Back then, I was going alone to a city far from home to attend school. They were all worried about me. Back then, leaving home, leaving those who loved me deeply...
When meeting a kindred spirit, a thousand cups of wine seem few; the bond between brothers is deep like the East Sea. Ten years of arduous studies, the friendship akin to Guan Zhong and Bao Shuya weighs heavier than Mount Tai...
The rain continued to fall, drizzling, drizzling, like a garrulous person who has found someone to talk to, their interest in conversation growing stronger with no sign of stopping. With consecutive rainy days, even the air feels damp. Walking in the rain, one feels sticky, looking at the ground...
This life, having you to recall is enough. Publication date: 20110916
Have you forgotten? Publication date: 20110917
Poetic Heart Speaks of Tea Publication date: 20110918
When feeling troubled, drinking a cup of fresh green tea makes one feel refreshed. When feeling chest tightness, drinking a cup of fragrant oolong tea clears the veins. When feeling hungry and cold, drinking a warm cup of black tea immediately gives one energy. Tea truly is a wonderful thing. It grows on small southern hills...
I wait for you in heaven. Publication date: 20110916
Feeling lonely, three years of such solitude, how could I bear to let go? Feeling lonely, three years of such solitude, how could I bear to let go? Written by Drunken Wolf. Gloomy green mountains, flowing water... Geese flying south, birds returning to their nests. A lone wolf lies half reclined before its den, its head raised watching the flowing water. The sunset is beautiful, leaving behind its last heat. The flow of water carries away the incomplete fate...
This year, these things. Publication date: 20110918
That hateful niece is already seven years old this year, lively, intelligent, but not without her mischievous nature. In preschool, she was diligent and studious, each time receiving a red flower, her first action upon returning home was to boast to the adults. If encouraged a little more, her pride would soar to the heavens. After starting first grade last September, at first her studies were still...
Once meditated... Publication date: 20110917
That moment of excitement Publication date: 20110916
A smile turns a hundred charms. Publication date: 20110917
Raving winds Publication date: 20110918
A man's panda life Publication date: 20110916
Autumn winds Publication date: 20110918
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I felt the autumn colors becoming more intense. The slow autumn winds seem to convey the fresh essence of nature, the high and clear blue sky, the quiet autumn moon, red maples and yellow chrysanthemums, the hissing sounds of willow branches, the autumn winds enhance the colors of the season, richly decorating autumn, everywhere filled with vibrant beauty and splendor. An autumn wind blows...
Once meditated, imagining the scene of our meeting, perhaps, it was a drizzling rainy day, I invited you to meet at an old-style teahouse, I sat waiting, unable to taste even a hint of the tea's fragrance, the rain soaked your hem, you entered, your steps somewhat hurried, because of me or perhaps because of the unexpected rain...
Expressing feelings Publication date: 20110916
Being responsible for oneself Publication date: 20110916
Butterfly leaf dance Publication date: 20110918
Cold condensation miscellaneous talk (part three) Publication date: 20110917
Swinging a sword to stabilize the world, all four directions return to Qin. Already possessing the lands of six states, thus breaking the title of emperor. Wanting to rule for ten thousand generations, commoners rise up with bamboo poles. One torch levels Afang Palace, a few battles cause the mighty Qin to collapse. Generals and ministers are not born of noble blood, everyone can achieve success...
Past events are like smoke, no longer lingering. Publication date: 20110916
Sky floating with a few clouds Publication date: 20110918
For a long time, I wanted to write about Fulu's story, but every time I thought about such a heart-wrenching experience and little-known past events, my mood remained unsettled. Fulu was my teacher, my mentor in my field. (Here, I will just tell some touching stories about Teacher Fulu...)
Turning on the radio to tune into Guangdong Radio . Music Station, brewing a cup of tea, taking out a fountain pen and a draft notebook, finally opening the computer and desk lamp, accompanied by music and night sky, listening to the night sounds, composing melodies. I don't know when, I developed a fondness for nostalgia, listening to classic old songs, looking at old photos...
Unintentionally, I came across this statement online: men go online waiting for a romantic encounter, women go online seeking understanding. Although I cannot fully agree, it reminded me of the matter concerning pandas and bamboo. A friend told this joke regarding extramarital affairs: men are like pandas, longing for the opposite sex is like...
In the morning, a piece of earthy yellow fallen leaf lay quietly on the path where I walked, so I bent down to pick it up. Just as my fingertips touched it, the leaf flew away, realizing it was actually a butterfly. At this moment, a gust of wind passed, causing several leaves to fall from the tree, among the falling leaves were a few butterflies that instantly...
Today, the sunshine was really good, but it didn't reach my heart. Night always comes gracefully and departs quietly. My eyes see the results, but I am constantly caught in reminiscence. Dreams wake, dreams shatter, the former fragrance is gone. I enjoy being with that group of children...
Treasure, I dreamed again last night, dreaming of you, so I woke up. Unable to sleep anymore, I didn't touch my phone, instead holding the air conditioner remote control, I could turn the air conditioner on and off. I couldn't make a call and hang up again, that would be harmful. All I could do was open my eyes, staring into the darkness...
Last night's stars Publication date: 20110918
In a crowded store, I suddenly had a strange thought: is every person's face, regardless of gender and age, unique in the world? China has a population of 1.3 billion, does that mean there are 1.3 billion different faces? Upon reflection, the answer is certain. We see character actors portraying giants in movies, yet...
Thinking of Qin Publication date: 20110916
What can I do now? I ask myself. Sometimes, I think, life is not easy. As a child, we have no control over ourselves, as adults, we struggle for education, later, we toil for work, exhaust ourselves making choices in relationships, and after forming a family, we worry about our children...
The wheel of time rolls forward day by day, while my thoughts search inch by inch through the mists of the past. It seems I can't keep up with the pace of time, yet I continue moving forward, driven by time.
The past was beautiful, free from worries, free from troubles, free from...
Last night, I slept well, probably because I walked for two hours, exhausted, I had no strength to think about anything else. Ultimately, good things take time, and just as I was sleeping soundly in the early morning, two women started yelling across the street. Their voices drowned out the surrounding environment, swirling in the air, echoing in the corridors, then penetrating under the covers...
Those wounds are too beautiful, making me unwilling to let go, even smiling hurts! I begin to like my initial self, back then without wounds, without crying, how wonderful! But my experiences are unforgettable, so I can only hide in a corner and let my heart silently weep, not knowing when I can find my original self again...
Always thinking, what if one day I wake up remembering nothing, completely losing my memory, forgetting everything about myself, my family, friends, classmates, and every event that happened to me. Seeing this once familiar world with unfamiliar eyes. Watching each person who knows me...
Red apricots sooner or later will climb over the wall, don't expect to block them by building higher walls. Remember, the higher the Tao, the higher the devil. Ancients said: beautiful women bring calamity. Yan Xijiao, Pan Jinlian, Pan Qiaoyun, and Lu Junyi's wife from "Water Margin" can attest; but also those who pretend to be harmonious, living and dying together...
Mountaineering musings Publication date: 20110916
A wonderful day Publication date: 20110916
Facesă»Snowflake reverie Publication date: 20110917
Hello tomorrow, smiling through tears Publication date: 20110918
1 Class struggle has ended, the zoo has begun its brightness, 2 Those grinding sesame paste don't want others to watch them, they're gamblers, liking to call themselves ancient laborers, 3 In recent years, many roads have been built, and I've discovered that to this day, money runs on the roads, 4 Class struggle has ceased, and now, feeders...
The emerald sky is profound and unfathomable, stars twinkling, appearing and disappearing, happily blinking their bright eyes. Countless unnamed stars adorn the sky, making the profound heavens extraordinarily beautiful. At this time, I rest my cheek, raise my head, gaze at the sky, seemingly lost in thought, slightly...
As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, coinciding with continuous rain, my mood unconsciously becomes melancholy. In the afternoon, the rain stopped, and I hastily climbed the mountain to look afar, hoping to change my mood. The steps of autumn have approached: the wildflowers that once smiled at me in the ravine are nowhere to be seen; chestnuts exposing their black bases grin foolishly; squirrels playfully chase each other in the forest, busy storing food...
One day, a student asked: Teacher, what does 'turning back' mean? I casually replied: It means looking back. The student murmured 'oh' and lowered their head to continue writing their essay. Outside the window, there were nameless fluff, riding the patterns of sunlight, gliding in the air, occasionally accompanied by a couple of falling leaves...
This emotion can be remembered as a pursuit. Publication date: 20110916
If it's a red apricot, it will climb over the wall - My view on women in "Water Margin". Publication date: 20110917
Autumn rain, falling leaves. Publication date: 20110918
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