The back of the Sun

I like to sit in front of the window in winter and watch your back sweeping snow in the yard like a beautiful scenery floating in my memory time, you always gather up piles of snow in the lazy sunshine, and then your feet are all wet, leaving mud and snow water all over the ground. I loved to roast your shoes with the fire, and finally the shoes were burnt ugly. You dare not go out to work with bare feet. I went to buy a pair of cotton-padded shoes for you. The permanent footprints are preserved in the memory and shining in the sun. You turn around and ride the back, it became the eternity of my smile. You looked at my innocent and silly smiling face behind you, stared at your eyes, and then burst into the sound of supporting the valve, rushing to work in a hurry, I stood in the snow and laughed in the sun. The Cottage yard became extremely clean and clean. Pile style of the snow was silent. I stood under the window in the snow and touched the glass window with my hands, watching those sparrows shouting incessantly on the snowy ground under the sun, it seemed to be happy and laughing for the snow. The wall clock broke the silence of the house after the snow. I was late for work. I was riding a bicycle in the wind in the sun. Although the winter is lunar December, I feel that the sunshine and snow here are as warm as autumn. The warm and comfortable mood and white color make the dust disappear under the flash of snow, and the air flows with pure and peaceful happiness. We both had the same hobby, and they would take photos with cameras casually. Unconsciously, we saved three volumes of photo album photos, which were full of memories. We walked forward in time, crazy to messy hair and running in the snow, cold to red face like frozen stiff, frozen to tears and still supporting, stiff hands shrinking in gloves, there were white clouds floating under the blue sky. The Sunshine hurt my eyes and I didn’t dare to open them again. I giggled and ran to the house to heat up. The young, kind, simple and young figure, seeing happy things, the innocent and pleasant laughter, still floating in the beating time, the young figure of that year, I wrote the memory time in the prosperity and desolation in countless nights with the pen of memory, use sincere words to write about the years and years, through the seasons of the sun and black and white day and night, write memories of the tender soul notes, burning youth on the lonely long night Black Road. Reviewing over and over again, thinking over and over again, recalling over and over again, beating the little things on the keyboard in our walking journey, the fleeting past in our memory, with red heart and blue love affair, purple emptiness, green desire, black parting and golden sparkling memory. I wonder what our life would be like if we could reverse the time and return to the original intention of growing up without maturity? In the time of gradual maturity, we have not forgotten how much laughter and endless fanaticism and how much conceit and arrogance our innocence has bred in the years when we lived with Jian Xin, as if Young is the capital to run desperately in life, I am afraid of being left behind by time. We need to use our whole life’s energy to remember and fight against thoughts and hopes. Life is always fair and complement each other in willingness and gain, we made a bet on love and won the true love for a lifetime. We groped and walked in time, and we gradually became calm and mature secretly. We lost our foolish and immature appearance and learned to be calm and calm. What’s wrong if we don’t Squire like birds, it’s not like ants on hot pot. We walked hand in hand with each other and walked smoothly and smoothly in half of our lives. No one taught us how to walk our lives. We were hesitating and exploring. We were full of hesitation, confusion in our eyes and tired and hurt in our hearts, on the way of life, recall your back in the snow and sunshine, and get a simple answer: everything in life must be fought by your own hands. Time has become a silent mileage for you and me to walk through the world of red dust. The cold wind and snow show happiness and gentleness again. The sunshine is full of warm buildings and living rooms, gathering to cherish each other and keeping each other together, time falls all over the ground. At the window, Yi Yi saw your appearance in the sun and snow. Praise (prose editor: Ke Er) spring outing in Phoenix Mountain

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