75, Jiang Bang in creation

Jiang Wan, who has had many good things, is immersed in the busyness of studying, the fun of work-study, the happiness of love, and the passion of creation. She wrote two essays in a row in the past few days, which made her feel that prose was easier to express her feelings than poetry. But as far as he is concerned, poetry is what she is best at, in the writing of poetry, gentle tenderness, beautiful verses, are the choices he enjoys, the scrutiny in creation, the satisfaction in writing, and let her enjoy the process of writing.

Winter is shallow and deep

Feeling the alternating seasons of autumn and winter, the reverie of this shallow winter, time is always in a hurry, unconsciously, the season is once again covered with frost and cold, into the early winter, feeling the cool coming, although the temperature drop brings some discomfort, but I still like the different changes of the season, because the change will make you understand the arrival of another season. Time doesn't play a joke with everything, let alone think that it will leave you behind, the passage of time will favor everyone. Although she is still a girl in her prime, it is also such a nostalgic time and a life of emotion.

The seasons are like this, so is life, nature is fair to each of us, and slowly you will understand that many precious things in life are lost in your careless mind, and those things that can be met but not sought have become someone else's scenery because of your carelessness. Many times we don't want to fall into the triviality of the red dust and can't extricate ourselves, the shackle-like entanglement will make you always have something you can't do, a heart that can't be finished, and the result is not necessarily what you want, although you have given everything, but it is still far from the goal. Always expecting to achieve something, but often your hopes are torn apart by reality, torn to the point that you are incomplete. When you understand that the distance is just the scenery, the near is your real life, when you understand all this, the reality has educated you, you have fallen off the clouds, and you are very embarrassed, so only by grasping the moment, doing everything well, opening your mind, embracing the world, and not forgetting the original intention, can you have a better tomorrow.

Life is like everything in this shallow winter in front of you, although it has lost its prosperity, but on those branches, there is still some scenery to enjoy, if you don't cherish it, when the deep winter is approaching, only the dead branches are left swaying in the air. Life should be self-reliant, just like the time flies, to carefully figure out the truth of life, stand tall to see far, do not be arrogant, to cherish the present, life in the station, seeking stability, whether it is to enjoy the prosperity, or in the fireworks to taste the flavor of life, you need a stable place to let yourself rest. We can see the vastness of the universe every day, and we also know the cruelty of real life, we have to face it, fall, wipe the sweat and get up again, as long as you have the courage, we will start again, how many times can we have a Bo in life? Don't spend time in water, take advantage of your youth and live up to your youth, life is more exciting, life is more wonderful, and experience is the richest.

In memory, the past is like a gurgling stream, the water is rippling, every broken text is a wonderful reverie, every sound is a tinkling sound, like a beautiful symphony, it is both life and music, but what kind of struggle is more than grasping it in your own hands? What kind of memories will be left, of course, don't pursue that magnificence, but also need to be wonderful, the scenery is different. My gaze snaked away in a thousand turns. A gust of wind blew, and the few leaves left on the trees fell one after another, sending out a fluttering note, and the note hit the depths of my heart, and I knew that my soul had been flying in the sky with the pen in my hand, sticking to the paper, like a bush of vigorous grass, growing in the deepest part of my heart, and then rubbing the memory that I could not go back.

Feel the leisurely beauty of life in the shallowness of time, leaning on the window, looking at the world soaked in wind and frost outside the window, the heart sprouts the gentleness of light ink dipped in time, maybe in countless coincidences, we meet or pass by some things. A wisp of wind and frost fragrance, light like the water in the water, a simple heart, to the depths of the soul of the plain, let the years ripple out of the fragrance, green out of my heart of the peach. Let go of reverie, chase time, let yourself fly, light up your life, look at this beautiful university campus, which is where my life started, what spring, summer, autumn and winter, what autumn and winter alternate, embrace the beautiful nature, create a beautiful life, hold a ray of time, the past in my heart, slowly flow to my fingertips with time, and add a trace to my life track......

From this cold early winter, not only reminded her of the flowery summer, especially the most beautiful May day in the world, the green grass, the flowers are open, everywhere is full of poetry, nature is so wonderful, with the change of seasons, showing different scenery, so that you can never finish singing, let you enjoy forever, but also let you face spring, think of autumn, face the winter when everything is withering, When I think of the verdant summer, the season when the sun is like fire and the fiery pomegranates hang on the branches, how much it arouses reverie in winter.

Poetic seasons

Dear friends, will mountains, rivers and lakes add color to whom? Will the sun, moon and stars shine for whom? Will all things in heaven and earth be more merciful and favored by whom? No, it won't. Although everyone has their own uniqueness, it is impossible for all things in heaven and earth, the sun, the moon, the mountains and rivers to change their colors because of whom. Just like the years that flow in a hurry, the fleeting time will not be reversed because of anyone. Walk gently into you, beautiful summer; Your graceful demeanor is breathtaking and gratifying.

In my hometown, in the garden of our Suzhou, in my childhood memories, vaguely, I smell a touch of jasmine fragrance. The faint, faint, through the breeze, penetrates into your heart and into your arms. It is so quiet, and it is so beautiful, every time you smell this refreshing fragrance, you will feel relaxed and beautiful. Someone said, "Summer is full of poetry everywhere". Is it true? Let's take a look. The world is beautiful, the blue sky is cloudless, the breeze is breezy, soft and warm. Gently stand on the shoulders of the shallow summer, and you will find her magic and mystery.

Wandering in the world's first Suzhou garden, you can let your mind fly, experience the beauty of ancient and modern, let you look up from afar, the branches outside the window, the flowers are splendid, it is difficult to give up, inadvertently, you will fall into the intoxicating flowers, difficult to extricate yourself. Between the flowers, butterflies fluttering one by one, surrounding clusters of blooming flowers, buzzing, as if the lyrics of a butterfly love flowers are brewed in this way. Sister Butterfly, you are amorous, coquettish, lingering, is your love blooming here? The chirping birds singing in the treetops, are they the tears of the early summer girl, growing delicate flowers, sighing into a nightingale's song?

The most nostalgic thing is May, a colorful May. Some people say that the most beautiful is Mayday, nature has given you so many magic, when you see your bright eyes, all your troubles are gone. Roses, lilies, cherry blossoms, peonies, violets, quietly kiss the lips of summer. Xia, like a naturally beautiful lotus, she is gentle and elegant, smiling lightly, and blooming just right. Even if it is in the ink, it does not change its graceful posture. Look, the lotus flowers in the lotus pond, dressed in colorful xia clothes, shine and shine under the bright sunshine. The flowers and leaves bloom with outstanding style; The petals tell the romance and beauty of summer. Flower fairies, showing their figures, the fragrance of the pure land, how can they not be intoxicated by another cardamom girl?

The demeanor of anticipation gently sultry people's hearts. The delicate veins of the leaves are clear and soft, with affectionate veins. Lonely lotus, your excellent character of coming out of the mud without staining, clear ripples without demons, how many people are impressed, and how many people can't sleep at night. Lotus, you are a representative of holiness. You will melt the crystal clear soul into poetry and painting, and into the freehand life. Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai has a poem: "Clear water out of the hibiscus people, natural carving". Is this poem tailor-made for the elegant lotus flower? Otherwise, how can there be the confusion of sunshine, breeze, and refreshment? The famous sentences of the poetry fairy are even more fascinating, and they are gradually getting better, like a fairy.

Everyone is a lonely walker. With the graceful style, in the light wind, into the pen, a few lines of light summer words. Endless affection, endless life, unsealed heart. Pin this text to the soft time, let the years be fragrant and fragrant, and make people's lives more beautiful. "The streamer is easy to throw people, red cherries, green plantains." Cardamom is in his prime, and he only feels youthful, young and vigorous, and there is still a lot of time to squander. How could you think that green silk to white hair is often just a gorgeous turn. Dear friends, please cherish life and cherish time.

In the limited years of life, it is wise to do what you love and love the people you love to love. Don't think that time is there anyway, and I'll talk about it later when I'm free. Good clothes, don't be reluctant to wear them. I always feel that I will wear it until an important occasion, and I will wear it when it is appropriate. Sometimes, wait, wait, and there is no more chance.

There is such an elderly woman, she bought a brand-name silk scarf, which is very expensive, and she has been reluctant to wear it. Her husband asked her, why have you never seen you wearing this silk scarf with a brand? She always smiled and said, so expensive, I have to do housework every day, and I will talk about it later. Later, the old lady fell seriously ill and passed away, and never had the opportunity to wear this silk scarf again. Every time her husband mentioned this incident, he couldn't help but cry and blame himself very much. Time is like an arrow, time is like a shuttle, it is always so silent, but it can take away many things. The boy who was sunny back then became a tall uncle; The cute girl back then has become a rough old aunt. Time is really a carving knife, it slowly, slowly, carves the course of life in the world. Really, like a beautiful flower, it can't withstand the flow of water.

Therefore, dear friends, you can't always sigh on the road of life, but you must grasp every minute, put it into action, combine life and struggle, use the poems cast in your heart, in that season of amnesia, express your heart, write the most beautiful poems, create your own life, this is a girl's perception, this is the cry of the cardamom years, time, I will not let you pass like flowing water, but to make you dazzling, show the beautiful years, in this symphony of the new era, I am the most beautiful note, singing the strongest note of the era.

She is still immersed in the memories of summer, writing her own mind, writing her pride, writing her own feelings, and full of hope for life, cherishing every day, every moment, and every minute at that time.

Engaged in the creation, changed a mood, changed the perspective, wrote a few essays, there is a comfort in the heart, but also the long-accumulated youthful vitality written, just like the burst of this wonderful youth, but also the creative inspiration of the percussion, percussion of the soul, percussion of the soul, from which point of view, youth is used to struggle, no matter what the result of the struggle, it should be the voice of youth turbulence, but also the dazzling brilliance of youth.

A girl's heart is like a farmland full of seedlings, and the moisture of love is like sunshine and rain, no matter what season it is, the sun rises in the east every day, and the sun that rises into the sky is a beautiful glow, is that the color of love? The pink dress makes the sky romantic, makes love so warm, makes the girl's heart, the seedling of love that grows strongly, in the jointing, in the long leaves, in the tasseling, in the flowering, in the fruiting.

The time when I met you is unforgettable, and the world is beautiful with you

Time flies, there is fate when you meet, the time when you meet you is unforgettable, and the world is beautiful with you. Life is in the world, and the grass and trees are in autumn. Flashing and extinguishing, in an instant. You and I are as light as clouds of smoke and as small as dust. But it is the countless little you and me who have lit the lights of thousands of homes and illuminated the whole world. The life and death, glory and disgrace, rise and fall of this world have never been controllable, but we will never live up to Shaoguang, live up to ourselves, guard the grass and trees, guard the clouds and water, and interpret the legends from generation to generation.

Time is shallow, and fate is lifelong. We carry love all the way, step on all things, a swan song, and fall into the dust! Perhaps, you and I were a grass, a flower, and a grain of dust hundreds of years ago, and after several lifetimes of reincarnation, we have become relatives, friends, and lovers in this life...... Perhaps, we are just here to fulfill a covenant from a past life. Perhaps, a hundred years later, you and I will become creatures in the world again, waiting between heaven and earth, looking at each other and looking at each other without saying a word. However, you and I are soul-warming, willing to be green leaves, guarding the time when a flower blooms in this world!

How high the sky is, how long the earth is, how deep the love is, in this world, there is a kind of encounter called fate. If there is fate, you and I will meet the moon, run to the light, meet at a fork in the road in life, and then quietly part. Like a pear blossom as white as snow, gently blown down by the wind, as if it has never been dyed by time in any color, always elegant and clean.

Some people, in your life, walk and walk and disperse, walk and walk away, turn around in an instant, and parting is already the end of the world. Some people, as if they were riding a horse in your world, walked like a spring breeze on their faces, leaving no trace. Some people, when they leave, are like stormy waves, making your heart ache, like a thorn in your heart, no matter how you pull it out, you can only leave a shallow scar, perhaps, it is missing; Perhaps, resentment; Perhaps, just remember......

No matter what, I am still grateful, maybe you and I are just in the rainy alley of life, next to the water pavilion a flower encounter, a flowing water love. Thank you, once came to my world, not surprised, not disturbed!

If there is a fate, there will always be such a person, even if he treks through mountains and rivers and goes through a lot of hardships, he will come to you; If there is a fate, there will always be such a person, even if you set aside thousands of people, and set aside the purple and red, you will stand on the covered bridge of time, not one step earlier, no one step later, just to meet and know you in the most beautiful season, and outline a perfect circle with you in the bronze mirror of time.

I am lucky to have met you at the most beautiful time in my life. The season of meeting is the most wonderful, the time spent together is the happiest, and the happiness of the rest of my life is limitless, and that is because of you by my side. Zhang Ailing said that because of love, so compassion. Because you understand, you are tolerant. There is always such a person, even if the whole world doesn't love you, will lower your eyebrows for you, weep for you, leave a warm lamp for you, silently guard you, and accompany you to watch the grass grow and warbler fly in the shallow time, and accompany you to count the scattered stars!

Because of fate, you and I live and practice together, see and know each other, rely on each other, and keep each other warm. Life and death are broad, and Zicheng said; Hold the hand of the son, and carry the old with the son. Love, the most affectionate confession, is not a million sentences of "I love you", nor is it a mountain alliance and sea oath before the spring flowers and autumn moon, forever. But he is willing to spend his life with you and tolerate you! Even in the days of tastelessness, I will water it with love and care for it with my heart, and plant a bewitching flower for you, which is extremely rotten.

In the days of first love, time is too fast and hard work is too short. Every time I want to see you, I have a heart's expectation, and every time I am separated from you, there is a kind of uneasiness in my heart, which is the expectation of love, this is a store of love. In the days of my cardamom years, the colorful and gorgeous life is because of you, the light source of life, illuminating my way forward and illuminating my heart.

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost." If in this life, you and I meet a person who is willing to accompany you for a lifetime, then, please hold on to the happiness in your hands now, cherish each other, and don't wait for loss to talk about desolation......

It's a pity that not all fate in the world comes just right, and you and I meet in the right season. Just as Xu Zhimo met Lin Zhengyin, he wrote, "Gently I go, just as I came gently; I beckoned gently, as a farewell to the clouds of the western sky......" A farewell to Kangqiao expressed endless thoughts, but because it was a love triangle, I had to let go. and Zhang Ailing met the literati traitor Hu Lancheng, and wrote in the letter: "In front of you, I have become very low, very low, low to the dust. But my heart loves it, and it blooms out of the dust. ”

Our two pure flowers of love bloom together, the same reason, my innocence, your true feelings, love is similar, the meaning is lingering, I want to stick to this moment, forever.

The darling of this era, the girl who met love, and the wonderful youth who stepped into the college campus and just started her life, Jiang Wan was still immersed in the passion of his own creation,——