Water devours life. Ruthless prose

Some people say that the autumn wind is heartless, complain that it blows off leaves, fruits and seeds, and say that it blows away a vibrant world. Have you ever thought about this question? If the autumn wind hadn't blown the leaves off their heads, wouldn't they have been torn to pieces by the severe winter? If the autumn wind hadn't unloaded the branches of the fruit, wouldn't it have been swallowed up by ice and snow? Won't the seeds be frozen if the autumn wind doesn't blow them off the stems? It was the autumn wind that introduced the leaves to the roots and let them find a way to extend their lives; It is the autumn wind that brings the fruit into a warm home and keeps the embryo of life; It is the autumn wind that hides the seeds in the thick soil and gives it a hotbed of spring.

Pessimists are defeated by themselves first and then by life; An optimist conquers himself first, then life. Pessimists have limited pain and limited future; An optimistic person has gone through many hardships and has a bright future. In the eyes of pessimists, what is possible may also become impossible; In the eyes of optimists, the impossible becomes possible. Pessimism can only produce mediocrity, while optimism can create Excellence. From extraordinary people, it is easy for us to find an optimistic spirit; From mediocre people, we can easily find gloomy shadows.

I walked along the elegant path, and the birds in the forest were scared by my footsteps and flew to the blue sky ... It was convenient for me to stop working. At first glance, I have come to the red world-Hongfenglin. Looking at the red maple all over the mountain, it looks like a red ocean from a distance, bright and dazzling. I couldn't help walking over and holding a maple leaf. Wow, it's beautiful! Like a slap, bright red, bright red; Like a fan, flat; Like a blooming flower, it will never fade! Before I left, I picked up a green maple, which I will cherish forever. It is a symbol of youth, beauty and passion! Looking back, I saw that this red maple is like a tenacious fire, no matter how many storms it has experienced, it will not go out.

Sometimes the helplessness of life does not come from oneself, but is created unintentionally by others, which is a mistake. Life is a contradiction, the distance between day and night, the cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter, so there is picky love, which adds helplessness to the joy of waiting.

A tenacious fire, a fire of life that will not be extinguished no matter how many storms it experiences.

When you reward your own achievements and honors, you should think that others have successes and strengths like you, and you must not be complacent and get carried away; When you feel inferior because of setbacks and failures, you should think that you, like others, have failures and pains, so you must not sell yourself short and give up on yourself.

The earth says that it is the river that gives me life and vitality; The river said, if there were no forests, maybe I would have lost my way. The forest said that Mother Earth raised me.

Some people say that the autumn wind is heartless, complain that it blows off leaves, fruits and seeds, and say that it blows away a vibrant world. Have you ever thought about this question? If the autumn wind hadn't blown the leaves off their heads, wouldn't they have been torn to pieces by the severe winter? If the autumn wind hadn't unloaded the branches of the fruit, wouldn't it have been swallowed up by ice and snow? Won't the seeds be frozen if the autumn wind doesn't blow them off the stems? It was the autumn wind that introduced the leaves to the roots and let them find a way to extend their lives; It is the autumn wind that brings the fruit into a warm home and keeps the embryo of life; It is the autumn wind that hides the seeds in the thick soil and gives it a hotbed of spring.

The world is like a rose. Pessimists only think of its terrible thorns. Optimists only think of its fragrance and loveliness. The world is like food. People only eat in a little time and digest most of the time. Being alone means digesting the world.

Some people are willing to lend you their umbrellas on sunny days, but when it rains, they leave quietly with umbrellas. Some people, when you have power and influence, run around you, you leave your job, or you have no power and influence, but he hides far away. Some people, in the face of your affection, the expression of language is like a clear and sweet river, but there is a dirty undercurrent under the riverbed. Some people, when you sow hard, stand by and refuse to shed a drop of sweat, but when you harvest, they share your fruit shamelessly for various reasons. Some people pay attention to the decoration of appearance, and their clothes show a luxury, but their hearts are full of emptiness. Full of ignorance, that kind of uneducated form is often unconsciously revealed in his speech actions.

Reading others is actually reading yourself, truth, goodness and beauty, and also reading hypocrisy behind hypocrisy, ugliness behind beauty and cunning behind smiles. Reading people, the most important thing is to understand how to be a person. Reading people is to be a real person. Therefore, when reading people, you should learn to be tolerant and generous, so that you can read something beneficial to yourself, noble, happy and happy.

I am a bee, flying around in the garden of the motherland, tirelessly brewing sweet honey for the motherland; I am a purple swallow, in the blue sky of the motherland, crossing thousands of households and reporting the information of spring to the motherland and people; I am a raindrop, falling from the sky on the Yuan Ye of the motherland, nourishing thirsty seedlings; I am a pine tree, standing proudly in the frontier of the motherland, showing a solemn gesture.

Since the goal is the distant horizon, we should be more calm and calm. The fruitful results of autumn depend on the hard sowing in spring; Become a pulse of blood in the sea, all by the stream running day and night. Perhaps, after paying the sweat, you may not be able to harvest that increasingly mature dream; Perhaps, you who have spilled blood may not have that fiery scenery; Perhaps, struggling in the dark will not necessarily usher in a brilliant dawn. But I'm not always sad. Although I work silently and don't hear the echo of life, I love life and will definitely win.

Books are my spiritual food and reshape my soul. When Jane Eyre said, "We are equal, I am not a machine without feelings", I understood my self-esteem as a woman. When petofi said, "If you have time, you can throw both", I understood the value of being a man. When Lu Xun said, "If you don't break out in silence, you will perish in silence", I understood the rebellious spirit that people should have. When Browning said, "Take away love and the world will become a grave", I understood how important it is to give love to others.

Books are like a ladder, which can lead us to the temple of knowledge. Books are like a key, which will help us open the window of wisdom in our hearts. Time is like a good doctor, it can teach us to heal bleeding wounds, and time is like a loving mother, it will help us heal the wounds of the soul.

I haven't seen my father for more than two years. What I can't forget most is his back.

That winter, my grandmother died and my father was dismissed. This is a day when it never rains but it pours. I want to go back to my hometown in Xuzhou with my father from Beijing. I went to Xuzhou to see my father, saw the messy things in the yard, and thought of my grandmother. I can't help crying. Father said, "Well, don't be sad, but God never shuts one door but he opens another!" " "

Going home to sell pawns, my father lost money; Borrowing money for the funeral again. Things at home are very bleak these days, partly because of the funeral and partly because my father is idle. After the funeral, my father will go to Nanjing to work, and I will go back to Beijing to study. Let's go together.

In Nanjing, a friend made an appointment to go sightseeing and stayed for one day. The next morning, I will cross the river to Pukou and get on the bus in the afternoon. Because my father is busy, he has decided not to send it, and found a familiar waiter in the hotel to accompany him. He repeatedly told the waiter to be very careful. But he finally worried that the waiter was not suitable; I hesitated for a moment. In fact, I was twenty years old that year, and I have traveled to and from Beijing two or three times, so it doesn't matter. He hesitated for a while and finally decided to take me personally. I repeatedly advised him not to go; He just said, "Never mind, they can't walk well!"

We crossed the river and entered the station. I bought a ticket and he was busy looking after the luggage. There is too much luggage, so you have to tip the porter to go. He is busy bargaining with them again. I was really smart at that time, and I always thought he was going to interrupt myself because he didn't speak well, but he finally settled the price; Walk me to the car. He chose a chair near the door for me; I paved the seat with the purple coat he made for me. He told me to be careful on the road, to be alert at night and not to catch a cold. And let the waiter take good care of me. I laughed at his pedantry in my mind; They only know money, they just ask for it! Can't people my age take care of themselves? Well, now that I think about it, it was really clever at that time!

I said, "Dad, you go." He looked out of the car and said, "I'll buy some oranges." You stay here and don't walk around. "I think there are some vendors waiting for customers outside the fence on the platform over there. To get to the platform over there, you have to cross the railway, jump down and climb up. Father is a fat man, so it is naturally more troublesome to walk there. I was going to go, but he refused, so I had to let him go. It was not difficult to see him limping to the railway and leaning down slowly, wearing a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton robe. But it is not easy for him to climb the platform over there when he crosses the railway. He climbed up with both hands, and his feet shrank again; His fat body leans slightly to the left, showing the appearance of hard work. At this time, I saw his back, and tears soon flowed down. I quickly dried my tears. I'm afraid he will see it, and I'm afraid others will see it. When I looked out again, he had come back with the bright red orange in his arms. When crossing the railway, he first scattered oranges on the ground, climbed down slowly, then picked them up and left. When I arrived here, I hurried to help him. He and I walked to the front of the car and put oranges on my fur coat. So I dived into the dirt on my clothes and felt very relaxed. After a while, he said, "I'm leaving. Write it there! " "I watched him go out. He took a few steps, turned around and saw me and said, "Go in, there's no one inside." When his back was mixed with the crowds coming and going, I couldn't find it anymore, so I came in and sat down, and tears came again.

In recent years, my father and I have been running around, and the situation at home is getting worse and worse. As a teenager, he went out to make a living, made his own living and did many great things. I didn't know the original environment was so depressing! He was so sad that he couldn't control himself. If you are depressed in the middle, it is natural to send it out; Family trifles often touch his anger. He treats me differently. But I haven't seen him for the last two years. He finally forgot my fault and only thought about me and my son. After I came to the north, he wrote me a letter, which said: "I am in good health, but my arm hurts badly." It's not convenient to pick up a pen, so my departure time is not far away. " I read here, and in the crystal tears, I saw the back of that fat, blue cotton robe and black mandarin jacket. Alas! I don't know when I can see him again!

Xingkong spring

Fanxing

Self-sorting

19 19 winter night, my brother Bingzhong and I read Tagore's Wandering around the stove.

The ice clock said to me, "don't you always say that sometimes your thoughts are too fragmented to write paragraphs?" Actually,

You can also collect it like this. "

From then on, I sometimes wrote down my second brother Uncle Bing in a small notebook in the summer of 1992.

The little book was turned out from the pile of books again. He read it again and wrote "Stars" on the first page.

192 1 autumn, my younger brother bingji said, "sister! Your short stories can also be printed on paper.

I wrote the last paragraph and published it.

Pieces of Ideas was reviewed by three children (Stars) two years ago. This is the preface.

Bingxin 9 1 12 1

Fanxing

one

The stars shine—

Shenlan space

Have you heard their conversation?

voicelessly

In the twilight

They praised each other deeply.

two

Childhood!

This is a fact in the dream.

This is a real dream.

Think of it with a tearful smile.

three

The trembling of thousands of hectares of land—

The dark edge of the island

The moon has risen.

the origin of life

This place!

four

The younger brother comes first!

Three bright and happy stars in my soul

mild

There is nothing to say.

Children in the soul!

five

dark

How to draw it deep?

Deep in the soul

The depths of the universe

A resting place in bright light

six

mirror

According to the opposite side

The opposite feels unnatural.

Why don't you turn it over?

seven

Stay awake

Only lonely and angry people!

Gong listening to fortune telling

Break the fate of the world

eight

The residual flowers are attached to the branches.

The bird flew away.

Scattered all over the floor—

Is life just a glimpse?

nine

Dreams are the most deceptive!

clear

Honesty and integrity

I told you.

Secrets and worries in your own soul

one

Green shoots

Talk to young people

"Develop yourself!"

Talking about white flowers

Talk to young people

"Contribute yourself!"

Crimson fruit

Talk to young people

"Sacrifice yourself!"

one by one

Infinite mystery

Where to find him?

After smiling

Before the word

Is an infinite mystery.

several

Humans!

Love each other.

We are all long-distance travelers.

Diana: Same destination.

One three

A corner of the city wall

blue sky

The extreme purpose is infinite-

That is, this is a world in heaven.

Easy

We are all born babies.

Lying in the cradle of the universe

15

Kid!

You can come to my garden.

Don't pick my flowers-

Look at the thorns of roses.

Stabbed your hand

Yi Liu

Young man!

For the later 100 million returns.

Draw your present picture carefully.

FAW Group Corporation

My friend!

Why do you say I'm "silent"

There used to be something in the world.

Beyond language and words

18

Literati

Sow deliberately.

Find your fruit anytime, anywhere.

Yijiu

my heart

Like a boat.

Crossing the fluctuating sea of time

two

Kuaile flower shop

In the hands of the god of fate

Find someone who is willing to give it all.

Eryi

The strings outside the window have been plucked.

My heart!

Why is it just wrapped in the lingering sound?

This is the infinite sound of trees.

It's infinite moonlight.

two two

Life and death-

This is a hazy month.

Don't-

This is a gaunt fallen flower.

Ersan

Lamp of the soul

Light in silence

Extinguish in the noise

Si Er

Sunflowers are good for people who have never seen Bai Lianhua.

Admit that they are best friends.

The white lotus is out of water.

Sunflowers bow their heads.

Her elegant pride

Separate yourself.

Erwu

Oh!

Get up and praise him.

Is the end of silence

Is eternal rest.

Erliu

A high mountain top

The deep and wide ocean—

This is a cold heart.

These are warm tears.

Poor little guy!

Erqi

poet

Is the greatest happiness fantasy in the world.

It is also the deepest disappointment in fact.

sixteen

Haibo in my hometown!

The waves you splash.

Once upon a time, how to knock on my rock drop by drop

Now how to beat my heartstrings drop by drop?

Erjiu

my friend

I feel sorry for you.

The comfort I can give.

Just a cold smile