万语千言说不完，百无聊赖十依栏，重九登高看孤雁，八月中秋月圆人不圆，七月半烧香秉烛问苍天，六月伏天人人摇扇我心寒。五月石榴如火偏遇阵阵冷雨浇花端，四月枇杷未黄我欲对镜心意乱。忽匆匆，三月桃花随水转。飘零零，二月风筝线儿断，唉！郎呀郎，巴不得下世你为女来我为男。

 

 

 

工作也是一种无奈

工作了，奔忙的人群渐渐多了，宿舍里由8人变成7人。。6人。。。。
往日可爱熟悉的面孔不见了；
前天在杭州的同学发来信息说她在那边的情况不太好；
以前熟知的一切在转眼间变的陌生；
12小时的工作时间，几乎让自己忘记了生命是否还在延续；
闹钟打破沉寂的黎明，黄昏的灯光拉长他们身影；
机器的轰鸣洗去了稚嫩的幻想；
他们抱在一起痛苦，机器还在不停的转着；
昨天父亲就我工作的事狠狠说了我一顿；
我真的不知道为什么会成为这样；
自己都长大了，自己给自己做不了主；
或许以前真的错了；
他们眼中的乖小孩，就是这样的；
那真正的我究竟在那里。。。。

 

 

 

前天，闲的无聊我也就一个人出去了； 独自一个人走在大街； 回想着自己这些年身边走过的人； 有的聪明，有的天真，有的忠诚......； 然而他们确是那样执着； 记得那年冬天大家都忙着备战高考； 一群家伙却想着去登山； 然后一大帮人集体走了； 其实我也和他们一样； 那时候为了回二三十份信，我常常写到晚上一两点； 有几次都被他们抢了蜡烛和纸，笔； 我只是笑笑，还是在写。。。。 第二天，仍就去上课； 离开的那天，我们抱在一起痛哭。。。。 我拍拍他们的肩膀。。朋友们珍重。。。 这些年来，我们虽然没在一起； 但每当我快要站不起来的时候； 我都会想起他们。。。。 真心祝愿他们一切都好； 湖水是你的眼神 梦想满天星辰 心情是一个传说 亘古不变地等候 成长是一扇树叶的门 童年有一群亲爱的人 春天是一段路程 沧海桑田的拥有 那些我爱的人 那些离逝的风 那些永远的誓言一遍一遍 那些爱我的人 那些沉淀的泪 那些永远的誓言一遍一遍 我们都曾有过一张天真而忧伤的脸 手握阳光我们望着遥远 轻轻的一天天一年又一年 长大间我们是否还会再唱起心愿 长大间我们是否还会再唱起心愿

 

 

                             

Originally thought he lost it all, he will change nothing, not, I have gained unprecedented calm, dispersed the dark clouds that once seen is that they have no courage, she has passed away, especially the day fascination with the weather All this, when the world seemed calm his left, fear, worry, anxiety moment occupied with me, and I go then? Who is my own? While she is gone, but I have to face all ... ...
Want to own every promise of a wish,
But I do not see a meteor
An occasional promise I will also wish that moment gone
In a period of time immemorial
Who is cast meteor God?
Under the stars in the lonely Who is the night watch meteors /

 

 

 

In a small town, there is a very poor girl lost her father, with her mother Xiangyiweiming, done by hand to maintain their livelihood. She is very inferiority complex, because never have to wear beautiful clothes and jewelry. In this very poor life, her long to the 18-year-old.
In her 18-year-old Christmas that year, her mother gave her an unprecedented 20 US dollars for her own use this money to buy a Christmas gift.
She Dachiguowang, but also the courage and announced a generous across the road from the big traversed. She Niezhao this money, bypassing the crowd and North Korea close to the corner store go.
Along the way, she saw all of life than their own good, he would like to do with regret, I was carrying a small town not Qitoulai most, the most cold Chen girl. See their particular preference youngster, she wanted to sour, the grand ball this evening, do not know who will become his dancing?
This way she Didiguguduozhao crowd came to the store. A door, she felt that the eyes were stinging, she saw a group of special counter them beautiful satin done the first flowers, hair accessories.
While she stood there Fabao when the saleswoman told her that girl, your hair Yamase really beautiful! If accompanied by a light green for the first flower, very sure of the United States She saw Jia Qian wrote on the 16 US dollars, say, I can not afford to buy, or not tried. But this time saleswoman has been spent wearing the head in her head.
    
    Saleswoman picked up a mirror to look at her own. When the girls saw themselves in the mirror and suddenly shocked, but she had never seen his like this, she felt that she took a first look like an angel, like radiant! She no longer hesitated, drawing money bought the first Yanduo spent. Her heart very intoxicated, very excited, received saleswoman for the four US dollars, turned out on the run, resulting in a just inside the old gentleman who took a bang. Elderly people seem to have heard that she called her, but gave no thought to those already on the way forward. Fluttering Huhu.
   
    She unknowingly went to the town on the middle of the road, she saw everyone to vote for her eyes are surprised, she heard people asking that they never expected that this town there are such beautiful girls She is determined child? She encountered another scenario like that their boys, that the boy was Jiaozhu She said: I wonder if this evening I can have the honour to call you to my Christmas Ball dance?
   
    This is simply Xinhuanufang girls! I simply want her to a return to luxury, with the remaining four this money back to give it its own selling point things. She was all the way back to the store smug.
    
    Just one door, the old gentleman on a smile said to her, the children, I know that you will come back, you just hit my time, the first to fall from the flowers, I have been waiting for you for pickup.
    
    This story ended. The first is really a flower girls make up for this deficiency in life? In fact, compensate for the deficiency is the return of her self-confidence.
    A person's self-confidence and from where? Danding it from the heart and calm.
   
Confucius said, "benevolent not bad, and Full Self-Confidence wise, brave fear" ( "The Analects of Confucius Gazette Q"), a powerful heart can solve many regrets in life.
    To achieve a strong heart, is a prerequisite for light Juanwaizhiwu depends on the gain and loss. Too care about gains and losses, Confucius was labeled a "Bifu."
    Bifu, meaning almost equivalent to the dense population, is not on the table Bilou people.
    Confucius once said, as such a villain you allow him to seek a national matter? Not. Such a person has not been in the interests of not complain, and have been afraid of the future will be lost. Since the fear of losing, there will be unscrupulous protect vested interests.
    Such thinking people, there will be no open-minded, there will be no calm the mind, there will not be real brave.

 

                                     Angel Heart

 

Pan-morning when bright lights that moment;
I also do not wake up to;
See through the dim lighting in the front in the end;
But think of the desire of their promise;
Or since;
The passage of the cheek the morning, the people chills;
But I am still awake;
Lap, two laps. . . . .
I would like to keep for themselves the refueling;
Although it can not be broken pair of feather fly;
But I can not afford to lose an angel's heart.

 

 

                    

 

Work, and the crowd gradually curb more than a dormitory, eight people have become seven. . 6. . . .
Past lovely familiar faces missing;
The day before yesterday in Hangzhou information to the students, she said the situation is not very good there;
All previously known as a strange change in an instant;
12 hours of working time, almost forgotten their own life is still continuity;
The silence of the dawn alarm clock, evening lights lengthen their presence;
Machinery and the roar wash away the youthful illusions;
Together they have pain, the machine is still kept to a;
Yesterday, the father of the things I said I sternly meal;
I really do not know why it become such;
Themselves grow up, his own Zuobulezhu;
Perhaps before really wrong;
The Guaixiaohai their eyes, is one such;
That is the real me out there. . . .