The Northeast Prose of "If"

Excerpts from short essays on Northeastern prose "If"

Northeastern prose "If" If life protects the dragon and you fail, your voice will be defeated, your whole scene will be defeated, you will be muttering, you will be miserable, and you will lose your face. Even though Gada was lying on his back, he also got up and kept moving forward. Gu Yong was like a caterpillar. Gu Yong... Gu Yong... Keep on Gu Yong. One day you will become... a winged... a moth! If you flutter your wings, you can fly wherever you want.

Walking gently through the light rain

Walking gently in the driving rain, listening to the passing wisps of wind full of seductiveness. . Let your tired heart take a look at the lingering rain in this empty rain alley. Looking at this long road in the distance was a vague memory. Like raindrops floating in the mist, they drifted slowly with the wind on the lonely heart.

The thoughts that have endured the vicissitudes of life have also left a permanent imprint. The rain kept dripping under the gray tile eaves, and was blown away by the wind. The green stone slabs and the long road always stretch deep to the end of the beautiful color, but they obscure someone's beautiful thoughts. Rain keeps beating on this ancient, desolate, gurgling, foggy, and colorful rain alley. In the swaying of the wind, it brings away the lingering feelings of the years, and in the sad song of the rain, I listen to how much sorrow and sorrow.

Gently, I walked along, carrying my trousers full of dirt. Walking in the rain, the mist, the raindrops rolling down all over the ground, the sad, confused, but still messy trickling rain curtain.

Holding a yellowed oil-paper umbrella, in this bald rainy alley that I have walked through hundreds of times and thousands of dreams. Wandering quietly, waiting cutely, waiting for a girl like me, holding an umbrella, holding a purple oil-paper umbrella. When I was melancholy, wandering and walking alone and quietly in this rainy alley.

I can, but I hope to meet you, who is it! Tie the thoughts that are rushing into my heart tightly, tightly. Who is it again! Bury it in my dusty heart. Is it the wind, is it the rain, is it still you who is walking quietly in this rainy alley alone, holding a purple oil-paper umbrella.

The rain is still falling, if you are in the rain, when you walk gently through this light rain. Your flowing shoulder-length hair will be covered with the raindrops of longing in the gurgling rain. The wind is still blowing. If you are in the wind, your shoulder-length hair will be blown by the wind, which will mess up your beauty.

Oh! The curtain of rain is confused, reflecting your melancholy and dream-like scenes. This rain also dropped your loneliness and tiredness all over the place. In my hand, this yellow umbrella that protects me from the rain is still holding the rain that is still weeping. This is cold and melancholy, but the thin and dense rain keeps falling.

Lonely and wandering, walking in the long rainy alley of old age. The rain is raining and there are many emotions. The rain was falling, but the wind was still gently blowing past my ears. The rain is still gradually dripping on the gray tile eaves, the long bluestone road, and the misty drizzle, but there is no girl with waist-length hair holding an oil-paper umbrella.

How many times we have talked back and how many times we have relied on each other, we have always been chasing each other, and we have been hastily and affectionately with each rain. The drizzle is similar to what it used to be, but it still keeps sighing emptyly. Looking ahead, the ground is trickling, and then it is gurgling between the gaps in the bluestone slabs, and the flowing forward complaining rain is passing through.

My shoes are wet and my heart is tired. This empty rain alley is full of love rolling down the ground, expressing melancholy and sadness. I held my lonely umbrella tightly and walked out of the bluestone slab in the misty rain. With the profound traces of concern that have never been erased or touched in my heart, I remember these years and the time when I can no longer look back.

I gently raised my feet, walked, walked, and walked gently through the light rain that I missed...

Why have you never achieved anything?

Life is like a thread. As long as today continues and as long as there is hope for tomorrow, we will always be at the starting point and always on the road of galloping. The key is that you must work hard to gallop. Don't be afraid of a long road, don't complain about the lack of scenery on the roadside. There will always be a lot of hardship, temptation, helplessness and traps in a person's journey. Don't despair at any time. As long as you keep running, those bumps under your feet will turn out to be cushions. The cornerstone of our lives, maybe the turning point will appear at the next corner. ——Message

Because you follow the crowd, those who stay close to the ink are in vain, you don’t want to make progress, you don’t have money, and you love face! Because you are afraid of your parents, you listen to your relatives, you have no opinions, and you dare not make decisions alone. You have traditional ideas and just want to get married and have children. Then you will get old, sick and die, and follow the exact same path as your parents. Because you are naturally fragile and mentally retarded and just want to do regular work. Because you want to do business without capital, you want to sit at home and wait for the pie to fall from the sky! Because you complain that there are no opportunities, and when opportunities come to you, you can't seize them, because you don't know how to seize them! Because of your poverty, you have low self-esteem! You shrink back, you dare not do anything! You have no special skills, you can only use brute force! You, like your parents, are in a vicious cycle! Therefore, you will always be inactive all your life. Many people want to seize the opportunity, but when they want to do something, they often find many reasons for themselves to keep themselves in resistance! Continuously wasting time, wasting time! For example:

1. I have no eloquence - Wrong: No one is born to be good at speaking, and the speech masters on the stage cannot speak well all at once. That is the result of countless rehearsals behind their backs! You are very good at swearing, and you are very good at complaining, but this kind of eloquence is worthless eloquence. When you watch others argue, you are full of judgments, but you don’t know to check yourself. If you work hard and practice, will you still speak today? Don’t you have eloquence?

2. I have no money - wrong: it’s not that I don’t have money, but that I don’t have the brains to make money. Have you been working for several years and have no money? Yes, but it was spent. Spending money on things that have no return on investment. The money spent on food, drink, entertainment or storage has depreciated, and the value has not been maximized, so the money cannot make ends meet. Be a moonlight clan every month, go round and round, have no foresight, be a monk ringing the bell every day, and just muddle along.

3. I don’t have the ability - Wrong: If you don’t give yourself the opportunity to exercise, who will have the ability from birth? Will you be a social elite as soon as you graduate? Success immediately as soon as you start a business? When others study hard, accumulate hard, and find solutions, but you only do a small amount every day, you think it is boring. After learning a little bit, I thought it was boring, after reading a few pages of the book, I didn’t want to read it, and I told myself and others that I was not interested in learning. Then I spent most of my life accomplishing nothing, complaining all day about God not giving me a chance. Ability is acquired through hard work. If you don't work hard to be capable, a genius will become a fool. But with hard work, no matter how stupid you are, you can become an elite.

4. I don’t have time—wrong: I have a lot of time, but I also waste a lot of it! While others are fulfilling, you are watching TV. While others are studying hard, you are wasting your time playing games. In short, time seems to be too much, and your life is getting more and more boring. When others make money, you admire others, but if you don't learn from others and seize your time to create value, you will be ignorant all day long.

5. I am not in the mood - wrong: I go out for fun when I am in a good mood, drink at home when I am in a bad mood, go shopping when I am in a good mood, play games when I am in a bad mood, and play games when I am in a good mood. Go enjoy yourself and take a nap when you feel bad. Good or bad moods are the same, but they just don’t do the right thing anyway.

6. I have no interest - Wrong: What is interest? Everyone is interested in eating, drinking and having fun, but there is no fun without achievement! If you don’t have money, what can you do to enjoy life? What are your interests? Are you interested in working part-time when you go out for a trip and come back with an empty wallet? Go out for a lot of shopping and come back miserable... Are you interested in taking the bus? Are you interested in signing in and clocking out at get off work? Are you interested if your family urgently needs a large amount of money and can't come up with it? I have borrowed money and have no money. Are you still interested? The person who sells rat poison is interested in rat poison...?

7. I’ll think about it—wrong: If you consider doing it, it might happen, but if you don’t do it, I won’t be willing to do it! When I think about working all day and not being able to do it, I might as well start doing it tomorrow! Then I thought about it, forget it, it’s not easy to make money! No, no, I have made a decision and cannot give up the opportunity! Oops, it’s getting dark, let’s talk about it tomorrow! Then the next day, because of the above 12345 points, because of thinking and thinking, the cycle continued, and finally I couldn't make a decision. I hesitated, wasted a lot of time, and still got nothing.

There is a saying: "Poor people must be hateful!" It is not that there are no opportunities in this life, but that there is no struggle and grasp! Too many excuses, too many reasons...! Those who strive for it will try their best to fight for it, and they will try their best to find a way even if they don't have a penny! If you don't fight for it, you won't be able to move even if you give it one million, you won't get rich, and you might even be completely defeated. This is the lack of mobility! Love indecision, love procrastination, love a lifetime of mediocrity. When you are poor, spend less time at home and more time outside. When you are rich, spend more time at home and less time outside. This is the art of living.

After reading Li Ka-shing’s speech reproduced above, I feel very emotional! There is an old saying that comes to mind: As long as your thinking does not slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties. So, I was so moved that I had to urinate for a moment, and suddenly remembered a short story:

There was a donkey who fell into a deep, abandoned trap. The owner weighed it up and decided that it was not worthwhile to save it, so he left. Only its solitary self is left. Every day, people still dump garbage into the trap. The donkey is very angry: he is so unlucky that he fell into the trap. The owner doesn't want him anymore. He won't even let him die comfortably. There are still so many garbage thrown next to him every day. . But one day, its thinking changed, and it decided to change its attitude towards life. To be precise, it should be the attitude of a donkey. It steps on the garbage under its feet every day, instead of being drowned by the garbage, and learns from the garbage. Find some scraps to keep yourself going. Finally one day, garbage became its stepping stone and it returned to the ground.

Don’t complain about your dissatisfaction, don’t complain that your man is poor, your woman is ugly, don’t complain that you don’t have a good father, don’t complain about your poor job and low salary, don’t complain that you only have all your special skills. No one appreciates you, and there are too many dissatisfactions in reality. Even if life gives you garbage, you can still step on the garbage under your feet and reach the top of the world. This world only cares about whether you have reached a certain height, not whether you stepped on the shoulders of giants or on garbage. In fact, people who step on garbage deserve more respect. There is no failure in life! Look at the heroic life of a donkey, but you have to start over... Life is just like this, and there is nothing worth being sad about. Just treat it as rubbish under your feet and let it become a stepping stone to success in your life!

You, I’m talking about you, and you’re still looking around. After all, you are a human being, you can’t be worse than a donkey, right? ! Thoughts after watching "Looking at the Starry Sky"

The Big Dipper is moving, and there are many dazzling galaxies in the universe. However, in November 1911, a star fell on the land of China. He led China to break out of the universe and understand the universe. When we look up at the stars, we think of the mysteries of the universe and are filled with a thirst for knowledge. And the person who unlocked our thirst for knowledge - Qian Xuesen. In fact, he was once one of us, full of interest in the universe.

"Looking Up at the Stars" is a documentary recording the life of Qian Xuesen.

He once went to the United States to study for the sake of backward China and embarked on the path of patriotism; he once faced many difficulties and still insisted on returning to his family in China and devoted his meager strength to China; he was once misunderstood, but insisted on his own point of view; he is taciturn and insists on searching for the knowledge of the universe in the lonely ocean of knowledge. He has been silently contributing to the development of China's aviation and missile industries. Even his wife does not know what he is doing. He paid very little for his family because he always believed that his family would understand his ideals and support his ideals. After watching "Looking at the Stars", I couldn't calm down for a long time. In addition to being moved, it is more of a feeling of admiration, an emotion that cannot be expressed in words...

There is a scene in this documentary that really moved me. In 1945, Qian Xuesen received a letter from China inviting him to return to China and contribute to the country. After reading the letter, he firmly gave up his achievements and glorious status in the United States and prepared to return to China. In fact, he has been waiting for the opportunity to return to China and contribute to the country. Because he came to the United States to study in order to contribute his meager strength to the country one day. However, things will never develop according to your wishes. There will always be some forces blocking your way forward. A US Undersecretary of the Navy once said viciously: "He knows the core secrets of all US missile projects. One Qian Xuesen is worth five Marine divisions. I would rather shoot this guy than let him go back to China!" Finally faced with such a dilemma, he was given unreasonable reasons by the United States to stay in the United States and could not return to China. However, he never gave up and kept looking for opportunities to return to his country. This scene made me shed tears involuntarily. He gave up his glorious position and returned to his country, even facing house arrest without the slightest thought of giving up. What a powerful will this is! How great! I was very moved by what he said after returning to China. "I have always believed that I will be able to return to the motherland, and today, I finally came back!" This is what Qian Xuesen, a famous Chinese scientist and rocket expert, said to Comrade Zhu Zhaoxiang, the scientist representative of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, who welcomed him back to China. His patriotism is definitely a role model for our young people.

There is a picture that is deeply buried in my heart and will never be forgotten! Qian Xuesen's wife Jiang Ying married him and came to live in the United States. Qian Xuesen only exchanged a few simple sentences with her during meals. Apart from that, he was either searching for knowledge in the study or looking for knowledge in school. Can you understand this great man? A student who feels there is never enough time. In the end, it was this scholar who created China's missile and aviation history and became a shining star in the Chinese sky, shining brightly on China. He has devoted his life to the cause of China and has been silently contributing.

At 8:6 a.m. on October 31, 2009, that star slowly closed its eyes and left us. However, this star will always shine on China's aviation industry and China's future in the sky above the universe!

We will always remember this old man.

Related topics: Starry Sky Universe Country

Old Paradise, I have loved you for the whole past time

Just looking back for a moment, I found that August was already in front of me with great vigor. Now, I am in an air-conditioned room at 26 degrees Celsius, looking out the window at the bright sunshine and lush foliage. I know very clearly that there are two worlds just one door away.

I still like to drink coffee, eat the "dried peaches" I never get tired of, pretending as if nothing has happened, chew some names and smile.

I bought one skirt after another and put them lazily in the closet. I have always liked the simple and clean colors. Adding a pair of small shoes, I imagined the girl in the castle who was no longer young. Princess. laugh.

Fall in love with this peaceful posture, not recalling the past or daydreaming about the future, just living a peaceful and simple life now.

A little lazy, a little decadent, a little confused, but I still like it. After removing the trivial things, what we are left with may be this kind of vicissitudes of life and we part ways.

When I met a girl of about the same age, I could laugh at the smallest things. Many people think she is very happy, but I suddenly feel very distressed. How much courage does it take to support such a smile? How many tears filled with pain are this woman resisting in her heart?

Just like me, you pretend to be so strong, smile so cheerfully, and live so freely, but what about at night? What can be seen under the light is just his tired disguise and numb loneliness.

I really want to know, does happiness hurt? Many people, whether they have known each other for a long time or just met them, will say that they should be happy, but who has ever considered the feeling of happiness?

On the way home, I met a kindergarten. The walls were covered with children’s paintings. When the wind blew, they all spread out like wings. They were so beautiful. Those colorful colors, those crooked handwriting, those incomprehensible graffiti, I suddenly laughed out loud, because it was really beautiful. Children are so good. They are far away from the darkness, suspicion, traps and lies of the world. A small candy can satisfy the whole happy heart.

It has always been easy to trust people. Six said this is called innocence, but in fact I know very well that this should be called stupidity. But I still can't learn to be smart. I said, I am a fish. If there is any disturbance, I will be the first one to run away. Keep hiding, hiding in the dust where no one can find you. Hiding in the darkness where no one can find you. silence.

I never seek anything. I have read many, many books, both useful and useless. Those good words and golden sentences can occasionally help me.

Someone once gave me a paradise that was warm, beautiful, brilliant, and happy. All the good things lived there. I always thought that as long as I carefully guarded it, as long as I guarded it sleeplessly, As long as I water it with all my heart, the spring will be warm and the flowers will bloom here. However, the autumn wind blew up one night, and the fallen leaves on the ground were covered with old leaves. I covered my mouth to prevent myself from crying. It turns out that the name of heaven you gave is desolation.

Trying to tell myself that I don’t want to, don’t want to, don’t want to, but my tears will eventually break into pieces when no one is around.

OK, I don’t want to.

I will always bless you in my heart. Your happiness has always been the cry of my heart

In this cold winter, injuries are always everywhere. Snow drifted past my window, but I stood there in a daze. I found that along the way, I feel a little lonely.

Time has pulled me back to that simple girl three years ago. If life were just like the first time we met, we would not feel the entanglement of fate. Right and wrong, grudges and grudges, I found along the way that I can't put them aside.

God’s arrangement and fate are inevitable. There is no way to escape or avoid them. Just like this, I will spend the rest of my life without missing anything, without being sad or happy.

The youth that flashed across my fingertips, the years that are drifting away, have become a memory as the years pass by. You can't go back to yesterday, you can't go back to the past, you can only chase it, you can only recall it, you can only think about it, you can only think about it, but you can't go back.

If youth is a color, then it should be colorful now. Those happy moments, those sweet memories, those happy lives were all made different because of you.

You once said you would hold my hand and never let go. I thought every day I spent with you was like forever, and I thought you would be by my side forever.

Where there is love, there is love. When love is separated, affection is far away. I thought I would accompany you through every spring, summer, autumn and winter, I thought I would accompany you year after year.

There are too many thoughts, but now there is only a lonely person standing here. There was once a vow of eternal love, there was a time when our fingers were intertwined.

You said you would make me happy, just like now, smiling, happy, and happy. You will never let down my love in this life, and you will always be by my side.

On my birthday every year, you made a promise to me.

He will stay with me in this life, spend every holiday with me in this life, and hold my hand in this life.

The happiness and joy you gave me can no longer be had. The girl who was once happy can no longer be happy. What you have is always not cherished, and what you lose is always regrettable.

Life cannot be repeated. If time could go back to the past, I would not let you leave. I will follow you to the end of the world and accompany you, day and night.

The road I have walked and the scenery I have seen, my heart is resolutely waiting for you, caring for you, and blessing you. I know clearly that there will be no happiness in all this, but I still wait stupidly, hoping that time can go back...

Missing you, being happy is also an indelible sadness in my heart. Happy smiling face, happy life, you are simply by my side, but now things have changed.

The words I have said, the language of happiness, the beauty of life, everything becomes beautiful because of you. In that cold winter, you warmed my world like this.

You gave me warm sunshine, brought me heartbeat, brought you accidents and surprises. Love is so beautiful and so desirable. It was you who gave me all this and made me realize the value of love.

I once thought that you were my heaven, you were my land, you were my harbor, you were my happiness, you were my shoulders, you were my only one.

But now, we are so far away from each other, but we have become the most familiar strangers, and we will never see each other again. I prayed before the Buddha for five hundred years before I could pass you by in this life.

Is it because what I owed you in my previous life is destined to be repaid in this life? A beautiful encounter is destined to be hurt. Conflict, struggle, suffering, and pain are all the bitter fruits of love.

Snowflakes are falling outside the window again, I don’t know whether it is joy or sorrow. I have mixed feelings, just like yesterday. I said I was afraid of the cold, but you said I was. I will keep your hands warm all my life.

I never know how to take care of myself, but you are always by my side. Nagging me, caring for me, protecting me, loving me, loving me, you walked with me through the spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The days with love are always happy, even if it is just a smile, a look, a greeting, a reminder, a joke, a hug, the life will be ordinary and warm.

When there is love, it is always sunny. The day with you is happiness every day. I thought that days like this would last forever, and I thought that times like this would stay with me forever.

That’s how I thought, that’s why I was surrounded by love, that’s how happy I was for you. Happy time is always so short. It can only be thought of, recited, remembered, but cannot be recalled.

Happiness has become a kind of fulfillment, fulfillment has become a kind of helplessness, helplessness has become a kind of suffering, and suffering has become a kind of love that I can never get rid of in my life.

Regrets have become my beauty, memories have become my dust, but you have become my past and my love. The past has passed, and the past is like the wind, passing by and disappearing.

You can’t go back to the past, you are like a kite whose string has been cut off, and there is no point of intersection anymore. I love you, how can I hate you. I love you, how can I understand you. I love you, but I can only let you go.

The last love I give you is to let go of my hand. Promise me to be good and happy, otherwise I will regret letting go of your hand and your love for me.

I have no regrets in this life, knowing each other and falling in love with you, everything will drift away over time. I will bless you forever in my heart. Your happiness has always been the cry of my heart.

From now on, the world is just around the corner. Warm yourself with memories and bury the happiness of the past in your heart. You were my former love, you were my former burden, you were my former sweetness and my former sadness.

There is a kind of existence, there is you, there is me, there is us.

People are all bad, and they never know how to cherish the present and live in the present.

We always feel that there is something more worthy of our pursuit, but often, just like this, we miss a lot. They always say, cherish what you have now, because you don’t know when it will be lost quietly... However, everything is just a talk.

No matter how much time has passed and how much time has been lost, there is always a kind of existence, there is you, there is me, there is us, there, always there, motionless, no pain.

When I talked to you for the first time, I was fully prepared and thought about it over and over again. However, the moment I saw you, my mind went blank. I held it in for a long time and only came out. One sentence: "Hello, classmate." Despite this, my face still felt hot and I didn't know where to put my hands. You smiled back and turned away, leaving me blankly where I was.

When we held hands for the first time, our hearts were filled with excitement and anticipation. Your trepidation that you wanted to touch but didn't dare to touch you was caught in my eyes. You were so shy and shy, which made my heart beat wildly. Later, you gently put your hand on mine, and I instantly felt like an electric shock. You took my little movements and expressions into your heart and held my hand.

You are like my angel, bringing me hope and happiness. In the days when I am with you, hardship and tiredness are not problems. You will always appear when I need you most; you will always pick me up when I fall; you will always comfort me when I am frustrated.

I was born with underdeveloped motor skills, and I especially hate running. However, the 800 meters is a required test. I always think about giving up and always fear the running process. And you, first encouraged me to believe in myself and to break through myself, and then, you accompanied me, running round and round. Whenever I stop, out of breath, and unwilling to move anymore, you gently caress my back, then lead me, walk for a while, rest, then lead me slowly forward, and continue to move forward. Run forward...

In my eyes, you are like omnipotent. As long as you are there, you can solve all my problems. You will teach me over and over again, taking the trouble to teach me, taking me from knowing nothing to understanding. You will go crazy with me, play together, and ignore the contempt of others, as long as we are happy...

Open the memory box and find that place. It is full of you. Like most first loves, they are beautiful but come to an end. I don’t know why, but we reached the end.

Only now do I know that there is destined to be such a person in this world. Although he belongs to you for a very short time, if you want to forget him, it will take a lifetime. The love between you and me slowly disappears between the fingers of love, but there is a place where our love and affection are stored forever; there is an existence where there is you, me, and us. Always, always, motionless, painless.