In that period of time, the great men who once dominated the battlefield endured humiliation and experienced ups and downs. In this vast world, there have always been people like me, foolishly clinging to something that shouldn't be clung to. As a result, just like me, they received no response for their persistence and quietly lost much more of what they should not have lost. Perhaps not doing it would leave regrets, but doing it brings even more regret. However, no matter what, having done it leaves no regret. We can loudly say that we've done it and don't regret it because we also gained from it - growth, experiences, and appreciation.
Due to disorderly parking of cars, the already narrow roads seem even more cramped, making walking on them feel like traversing through a field ridge. Every evening, as long as I didn't work overtime, she always pulled me to take a walk in the courtyard garden, patiently communicating with me and listening to my stories. Treat your classmates well, cherish true feelings! Because by holding onto this friendship, you guard the beautiful haven where your soul can rest.
In some dispirited moments, she felt that her persistence was no longer about waiting, but rather unwillingness to let the years of effort become nothing but a silent bubble. I suggested grabbing breakfast from a street stall, but the leader said that though I'm not a high-ranking official, I still act bureaucratically. Nowadays, our city is conducting the "Three Cities United Creation" campaign, and outdoor operations are not allowed, so where could we find street vendors? The previously gloomy face now blossomed with a wonderful smile, and the furrowed brows instantly relaxed. Everything has a cause, and every cause has an effect.
Everyone will have a past that they don't want to mention. With the passage of time, those memories that one doesn't wish to touch become deep or shallow wounds, hidden at the bottom of one's heart. Occasionally recalling them might make one cry. There were also the famous "Talented Men of Jiangnan," such as poet Cao Xue and seal carver Cao Yingzhong, among others.
When drinking with familiar friends, I often love to overindulge, having gotten drunk more than once in a smoky haze. The clean streets may see fallen dry leaves from trees and discarded paper scraps from pedestrians.
Thumbnail: Thumbnail: Title: Weekend Diary Content: November 12, 2011, Saturday, weekend. Thinking back now, I even regret my own dullness, finding it shameful. People must always face their lives honestly, gaining more experience and maturity. Gao Qi has a song titled "Lonely People Are Shameful," but I would say that lacking the ability to appreciate beauty and the heart to feel it is shameful. I wonder how many such "Fortress Besieged" stories exist in human history.
No one around truly respects or cherishes me, not even my husband. Mr. Pei Yi wasn't so out of touch with reality. After all, if he hadn't prepared for all possibilities, given his condition, it would have been impossible for him not to be sent to a psychiatric hospital for rehabilitation treatment. From time to time, several fishing boats leisurely cast their nets, the net patterns reflected against the green trees and clear water. Whenever I see couples entering the temple of marriage, I think of love as being like open silver umbrellas.
Since you can wield weapons and dominate the battlefield, commanding the风云 (wind and clouds), why do you say "thinking back to those days"? When the country is at peace and the world stable, why can't you be a general or prime minister, enjoying tranquility in the court? What makes you willing to give up the battlefield yet unable to sit high in the hall or enjoy a peaceful old age?
The wind drives the mist over the mountains, and autumn night rain brushes white hair. Time flows away unnoticed. In later days, he always had many things that required her support and help. I never paid attention to Ershunzi, or perhaps I looked down on interacting with someone like him. You're testing my most sensitive nerve, the one most prone to sentimentality, although I ultimately failed to recognize you. But if we abandon it simply because it gained a tiny blemish, refusing to respect or love it...
I... Those willow trees were already full-fledged, lush and leafy. Often, we wove willow branches together and played swinging by the stream; or we climbed into the willows, climbing trees to catch noisy cicadas; or we raided bird nests, carefully bringing home a few small eggs; or we threw stones, watching them skip on the water surface in "water skipping," then diving underwater to hide...