Prose describing emotions

Life, a person's life;

Life, a person's life;

Life, extraordinary life.

A person, from birth, will live and live in this society.

"Gold is not enough, and no one is perfect." A person can have a big temper, but there are too many shortcomings. A person's quality and accomplishment are innate. Besides quality, uncivilized travel, graffiti and loud noise. How did the stewardess offend you? Passengers abused the flight attendants more than once or twice.

A word of advice, quality, quality temperament.

Once, I heard a joke. The joke was that a person went to the public toilet without paper and finally washed his hands with shit.

The potential significance is that there is generally no paper in the toilet.

Some people think it's not his, so they tear off a lot of paper towels and even take away a roll of paper. Many people are even more embarrassed when it's convenient. Don't you feel ashamed of hurting others and not benefiting yourself?

It is said that saving, saving, starting from small things, starting from small things.

Do you still remember the crosstalk between Ma Ji and Zhao Yan "Talking Big"? Finally, boasting is shameless! Many of Ma Xiangsheng's works are about big talk, which is harmful to the collective and the country. It's okay to talk big. Without moral bottom line, it is ignorance.

You don't care? Do you still brush your circle of friends with your mobile phone and face the electronic screen every day?

How far are you from your mobile phone? How long have you been away from it? Are you upset?

Faced with the vanity and glory in computer games, you still don't want to communicate with your relatives and be happy?

Being busy is not an excuse for you to spend time with your family. Empty nesters are increasing year by year. Don't you feel guilty?

In 20 12, Tencent entered the mobile APP market, and WeChat downloads accounted for half of the country.

In the past, when eating, we toasted first and then ate. Everyone is very happy. Even if we are drunk, it won't hurt our friendship and feelings. Now?

When the food is served, someone moves chopsticks. "Don't move, take a picture!" "Walk a circle, someone moved chopsticks," eat later, you are hungry! " "I started to brush my circle of friends, and my friends next to me also praised me. You can just say it. /kloc-I didn't eat until 0/0 minutes passed. When I eat, the food is cold.

If you ask me, just eat, and there is no even the most basic communication. Is that a friend?

Friendship and feelings have changed! The real distance is not how close you are to me, but when I am by your side, you are playing with your mobile phone.

What is it, my friend? Is to tell you what you are thinking.

We can't let the software WeChat dilute friendship, feelings, friends, talk about everything, friends, the person between trust.

Nowadays, there are more and more incidents of helping the elderly. We all watched "Help or Not" in the last Spring Festival Evening. The local tyrant who started running became a cyclist, and there was a Zange. Is it the responsibility of the elderly or the helper?

They are mixed. Did the old man fall on purpose? Or is the helper wronged? 2065438+June 2003, foreign tourists helped the elderly to get on the bus, and some elderly people deliberately fell on the road. Is this an accident?

10 passers-by, regardless of the past, this is indifference. Finally, a sanitation worker picked up the child and sent it to the hospital.

If, in this way, everyone meets familiar people, without greeting, greeting and communication, what will the world look like? What will society be like?

Century will not progress, quality will not leap!

If time goes back, are you willing to treat people who love you like this and communicate with parents who love you?

Will you go on like this?

I hope to be a person and do what I should do for others. Why not?

It is not easy to choose a person to accompany you for life from the first love to the last.

Do you think it can only be male rights and female rights? If you ask me, male rights and female rights cannot be specialized.

The lingering feelings of men and women are indifferent to each other, flat and faint, and grow old together?

Since the sketch "Men are Men" and "Kneeling Wife" appeared, this topic has been pulled away, right? What about men's dignity?

Some people will say that men don't need it. You women are too suspicious, too cold, too calculating and too melodramatic.

Those women who let their boyfriends kneeling durian and kneeling keyboard kneel on the electronic scales must be hard to say, hard to beat, hard to scold, hard to provoke, never considerate, never gentle, never unreasonable, and "marry an ancestor and have a father". This society owes too much to men. Sometimes, many people are single and don't want to "marry an ancestor" and then "have a father".

We are together, just like a family. It's not necessarily that person who hurt you. Natural selection makes everyone become anonymous. This is life.

Life is a road, we run;

Life is a choice, we choose;

Life is such a fate, we welcome it!

Life, on the road!

Chapter two: the roof of childhood

Do you remember the roof when you were a child? There was once a place where we had a lot of secrets, sitting on a high roof and sharing the candy we just stole; We are so close to the stars that we tell you the story we just heard from grandpa. Looking at the light under your feet, I think my mother must be looking for me, and your mother must be looking for you; It is also a place to test our courage. Dare to go to a higher roof, where we will be closer to the stars in our dreams.

Remember that roof when you were a teenager? There, we said we would finish our art homework together and review our foreign languages quietly. By the way, flying my father's pigeons into the air and listening to the pigeon flute in the sky is like a poem I wrote for you; I also want to observe whether my classmate Zhang Xiaosan is doing his homework in his yard in the afternoon, and I can also observe whether the old corn he is drying in the sun should be turned over. It must be a good place to enjoy the cool, because on midsummer night, you are always the first to enjoy the rare cool breeze.

Remember that roof when you were young? This is a good place for us to date together. In the dim moonlight, I can look at you very carefully and even smell your fragrance. We can only exchange messages for half a day, which is the happiest thing; You can enjoy the poem just written for you there. Anyway, you have to listen to me patiently. That's the place to test love, that's the old place where we are most impressed with each other, the old place. ( )

Remember that roof in middle age? The ladder is familiar, and the handrail has been polished by years; That's the best place to hang clothes. You always call our nickname in the most familiar voice. Let me help you. Whenever night falls, you will also urge me to pick up clothes on the roof; When I am angry, I will throw things that I am not afraid of falling on the roof for me to pick up. It must be a happy place, because as long as you stand on the roof, you will always think of your past goodness and yours.

Remember that old roof? Maybe we can only think about that roof and never get on it again! If you can go up, it must be childlike innocence, and I must be before you, because you are afraid of my danger; Our roof may have been surrounded by high-rise buildings around us, and we can't see any more scenery, and the world is cold, but with each other around, life is like a guarantee; The oncoming evening breeze gently blows on our gray Cang Sang, and my memory has been occupied by the roof since I was a child. But you said softly, "old man, let's go down to the roof and go home." See? " As you speak, you point to the other side of the roof. I saw my little grandson sharing candy happily with other children on the roof, telling the story I just told him.

"You're right, don't disturb them, let's go home! Just don't forget to tell my daughter-in-law that her baby son will be on the roof later, so there is no need to look for him, "I murmured. "

Chapter 3: Just because we are too young.

Intermittent raindrops hit the large French windows, adding a hazy veil to them. Open your sour eyes and look at the noisy city outside the window. Memories gush out like weak water.

/kloc-in the summer of 0/5, a group of newly graduated teenagers embarked on their own life path. A confused teenager followed his ideal and came to this strange city and began to struggle for his own life.

With the passage of half a year, the once confused teenager has stabilized his life and has a beautiful love. He himself has become a very ordinary white-collar worker, and his life is full of contentment.

A little white cloud glided low past the window, and I woke up from my memory, just like a princess who woke up from a deep sleep in a fairy tale. I couldn't help snapping my fingers: It's another beautiful day.

I am a very low-key person, at least my friends around me think so. I don't like noise I quietly hid in the corner, stuffed with headphones, listening to sad songs, watching people stop and go, and a strange smile came out of my mouth. Of course, in the eyes of others, I am just a strange child. Accustomed to simplicity, I decorated my room with a snow-white sky, a notebook, a single bed, a small pot of asparagus and a pair of French windows facing the city center. I always leave myself a relaxing space and occasionally play on the floor. After all, when I wake up every day, I always see a blue sky, not dead steel.

The sky in this city is beautiful. Although not as bright as the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, it is much clearer than other places. As night fell, I sat alone on the rooftop, listening to music, looking up at the starry sky, recalling my former friendship and shy first love, and gradually immersed myself in the dark space.

Everyone's life is the same, but their mentality is different, so they treat people differently.

Time goes by day, time goes by little by little, but nothing changes. Going to work every day, eating and sleeping, this is a constant definition. I began to feel bored, and suddenly I felt very tired, as if something was missing. I took three days off, locked myself in my room, looked at the asparagus pot, and thought to myself: it's time to come back after half a year.

Three days later, I quit my job, looked at the city where I stayed for half a year, squatted down, put the pot of asparagus that had withered a little on the side of the road, looked at it, and turned away.

Insist on waiting for a leaf that refuses to fall, loose, falling and turning, lamenting the passing time: in fact, we are still too young.

Chapter 4: Wait for the clouds to open and the sun to rise.

If this is the beginning of a day, then when the rainy season comes, we can follow Swift into people's sight. If the simple elements of the world remain unchanged, we can even live by the sea all the time.

I don't care about the time of peak travel, and I don't stick to the bottom line for any valuable beliefs. I let the wind and rain beat me and read all the vicissitudes of life.

If the clouds released between heaven and earth are connected together, we can imagine the grievances in the glow as lingering infatuation, mixed with suspense and embellished with the freehand brushwork of daily necessities. We put the front line of life, there is no smoke, only flowers bloom all over the sky.

Guard the brilliant starry sky and embrace the rainbow that has experienced storms with the seasons; At four o'clock, the wind is surging, and you can swim in the sky with the help of wind. If the sky and the sea are not the same color, on the boundless beach, we can plug in the wings of our dreams and follow the sail, and we can also return to our hometown calmly.

The harbor where the boat is moored is rippling with blue waves. Moonlight wrapped in waves comes from a distant heaven. Where the sea breeze has been, it is full of flowers and sea view rooms. Dawn brings sunshine and light blue is popular all over the world.

Most of the life experiences of roadside kiosks have been settled; The spring breeze blooming in fate may still make people feel uneasy. The mangroves bred by tides, wearing dewdrop-soaked diamonds and crystals, can calm the beautiful soul.

Life comes from the journey. Trajectory is like a person's journey. The scenery along the way is infinite, but it tests a person's vision and heart. If the ending of a story is calm enough, all the rocks are just outdated scenery!

People love mountains and rivers and are willing to walk through the scenery in front of them in spring; People like to be quiet, and they are willing to walk around. Spring thunder awakens the earth, rain moistens everything, and flowers smell all over the world. On the catkin river bank, caring is an emotional intelligence with the fire of youth; In the peach-red spring, my thoughts are guarding one side of the world, making the blurred years stand out.

Whether the sky is clear or the night is empty; No matter the wind and the moon, the endless rotation of time and space always keeps the four seasons fresh, so that all dreams are rainbow-like or ethereal. The ambiguity that people recite is the breeze that walks in the years.

Because of spring, we shed moving tears for sunshine and rain; Because flowers bloom and fall, our thoughts are full of suspense of happiness and sadness. Because Tianya makes every wave of light write down the wish of drizzle returning to the earth, our happiness has mixed feelings, stretching like April on earth! The sky is full of rosy clouds, and we firmly believe that this life is our fate; The swan is flying in the sky, and we are willing to fulfill it-the kite fell in love with that touch of blue sky.

Time is passing forever. The pace of life is always different. The footprints of life are some drifting pictures, like breathing to touch the face of sunshine or clouds, like breathing to convey a happy heart, and finally turning into a pleasant evening breeze.

This is the strangeness of the world. It can bring comfort and surprise to people, and it can also make people fall into confusion and predicament. The magnificence of the human heart is also here. It is full of sorrow for the four seasons and joy for the tranquility of mountains and rivers.

I like the sea, because it is the direction of life. I would like to stare at the seaside, because the nature of life is like a cloud on the sea.

If this is the beginning of a day, then when the rainy season comes, we can follow Swift into people's sight. If the simple elements of the world remain unchanged, we can wait for quiet time and the sunrise to open every day.

Chapter 5: I wish you a bright future and bid farewell to the old days.

I happened to think of myself at that time, but I didn't grow up and have no meat in my freshman year. One quiet afternoon, my classmates and I went to the stall next to the teaching building to buy food. My classmate suddenly pointed to the person behind me and told me that this is Zhang Xiao. I turned around and just saw his smile, bangs and sunshine from the wind. At this time, I suddenly understood a sentence: the warm sun breaks the ice and turns thin and light is only used to describe his smile!

Later, after asking, I knew Zhang Xiao's dribs and drabs intermittently. Zhang Xiao's seniors and the monitor of Senior Three often see them going to restaurants in groups of three or five.

All kinds of deliberate wrestling continued until June, and a note was quietly handed by my classmates during the college entrance examination. Come on!

I went back to school on June 22 and volunteered not to see him.

This is the last chance to see you. Well, I accidentally became the second person. Two years later, I also finished the college entrance examination. At that time, you had been studying in the university for two years. When I chatted with you for the first time that summer vacation, my hands kept shaking. At that time, I knew that you had degenerated at school, drinking, smoking and playing online games all night. The whole person is no longer the energetic and optimistic teenager I know, or I don't know you. Maybe you are.

Then I am sorry to advise you, but at that time, you have become much better and your life is slowly getting on the right track. Only this makes me feel more comforted. I contacted you by SMS later, but I still feel that your life is so far away from me. At this time, you still don't know me. Now I or you still don't know me.

Because your personality is a little dull, I contact you on my own initiative every time. After a long time, I am too tired to contact you, or my personality itself is not active, so it is over.

Call or send a message once in a while to let them know that we are all fine. It was not until this year that I was lovelorn. After a lot, I finally understand that it is not easy to be together. The so-called inappropriate is really a diplomatic rhetoric, and anything can be said. On a lost night, I suddenly thought of you.

So I sent you a message just to listen to your philosophy of life, and then I carefully thought about your role in my life, an elder and a wise man, who knows a lot but always looks like a parallel line.

From then on, you suddenly got into the habit of sending me good night every night. At first, I didn't notice. It took me a long time to notice the sudden good night every day. I also complained to you about the little troubles of life, but most of the time you think those troubles are nothing to mention. One day, you habitually told me what you were doing. I asked me why you always reported to me what you were doing at night recently. Are you scared? I said afraid of what? You said you were afraid that I would leave you one day, but there was no intersection. I said it was not inevitable. You asked me if we could trust each other. I told you I always trusted you. You said you were my life partner. When I saw this sentence, I suddenly froze I don't know what to say. This is the clearest sentence you have said so far. Although I understood it later, this sentence is only because you have regarded me as a confidant since then.

Since then, I have gradually found that I want to rely on you more and more. When I discovered this trend, I quickly stopped myself. At that time, I saw a saying that Aquarius was always used to growing up from self-abuse. Well, I really want to get rid of this relationship in the early morning of summer vacation. I sent you a message saying that I want to say goodbye to the past time, and say goodbye to me!

I haven't received your good night message since that day. I think this is the so-called goodbye!

I still feel sad after thinking about it, so I sent a text message asking if you will never come again. You said I would show up, but not now, but when you think life is as dull as water.

So I thought this was the so-called loss. Later, I found out that I was really a boring person. Obviously, I didn't want to get tangled up and asked questions. I know exactly what kind of person you are, and I have thought about it.

I suddenly dreamed of you that night. I dreamed of calling you for the first time in five years. When the company is connected, the voice is noisy and you say hello. I hung up the phone quickly. That was the closest I've ever been to you.

Slowly, after a while, my mood finally calmed down again, and I suddenly realized that I didn't seem to be lost because you were still here.

Later, when I was chatting with you, you suddenly said you wanted a tattoo. I was shocked, but then I regained my composure. You said you wanted to get a wing or a cross. You said you would help me decide. I'll go if you decide. You said it would be tattooed in a hidden place where people who are not close can't see me. Then you sent me a photo. You said I saw it and I smiled again. Am I too easily satisfied?

Think of a warm detail. That's your graduation day. It was almost twelve o'clock when you called me. That's when you're sober for a few days. I hear your roommate singing. Chatting, a roommate crowded over and grabbed the phone and said, Zhang Xiao won't play with us today, so I'll call you. Sister-in-law, you should be good to him. He said, Brother X, I know you are busy. Go ahead. I also joked that I would be good.

This is the warmest detail I can recall between us. I have so many confused memories that I feel confused when I write. The memory between us is just a little confusing. You once said that we were the same person. You said I was kind and lovely. Now I am happy to say that I am glad that you have taught me so much. Finally, I wish you a bright future See you in old times.