Many people came, before the Mid-Autumn Festival, before people in the government enjoyed the long vacation.
There are still six days before the 57th birthday of the Republic.
Only a week later, I saw the scenery in line again.
In the era of electronic network, paper stationery has become a thing of the past.
A small post office in Xincheng is not busy sending and receiving letters (it needs to be revised)
On this day, this Sunday, the traditional market day.
The farmer has a piece of paper in his pocket. Put it away carefully.
This money order stamped with the blue sky seal was sent by car from the south or the east.
This piece of paint has layers of homesickness grease and layers of homesickness powder.
One of the best homesickness for my daughter.
An uncle, estimated to be the same age as the Republic, was holding a small snakeskin bag.
Line up consciously. A long line, a long snake array has posed as a snake.
A snake's tail swung from side to side in the street, attracting the attention of the public.
Some people stretch their necks, and some people hold up awnings to resist the autumn sun.
Piles of people, in twos and threes, fill in a piece of paper.
A man is wearing grass-green liberation shoes and drilling a grass-green doorway.
Standing under a small green umbrella-like street tree, I carefully opened a scarlet passbook.
Look carefully at the words that the computer just typed on the passbook, which is a bit dazzling.
The fingers holding the hoe trembled and lit up the length of the number.
Stroking these newly entered Arabic numerals
It's like touching a child's rosy face and balls at night
2. Ask for a poem about the voice of China post and postman.
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Why can't I see it,
I can't tell the familiar day and night in the morning.
But I lost my mind?
Always heavy, heavy,
It belongs to the people,
The people entrusted me with the cause I promised.
All these letters are wrapped,
It misses each other,
This is the good wish of Sichuan people.
Let you have the same happiness in a different place.
People are busy during the day,
Like I'm busy at night.
Every time in the dead of night,
I can finally shed people's happy tears and sweat,
Even if no one knows us, they are not going to know us.
The bag finally got up,
I am about to face a brand-new sunshine, a brand-new cool breeze and a brand-new night.
Communication is getting stronger and stronger,
I started to get lost,
It is certain that people will not need me one day.
However, how can I be satisfied?
From the first day, when the first letter was successfully sent,
I can't live without the people anymore,
Without the true feelings and love we feel from the people, we can't survive.
Never forget,
Happy or sad or sad or sad with them.
The rain outside came as scheduled,
Knocked on the glass of my window,
Put a tick.
I suddenly realized that the night was already deep,
My studio is still as bright as day.
Who doesn't want to sleep quietly in the silent night?
What I long for is,
Those who received my blessing today,
I hope they remember the happiness in the letter in their dreams.
The night is about to be illuminated by the sun,
I'm not in the mood to think about it,
Sentimental about my career.
I'm glad mine is different,
I appreciate that the sun illuminates the moon, and the moon becomes the beauty of the sun.
I understand how many people feel,
I tasted the confidence of trust.
I can't tell what day and night are,
Because day and night are the beginning of every day for me,
It doesn't matter to me anymore,
It really doesn't matter.
Postal praise
-Hatch
There are thousands of postal feelings,
Not afraid of the width of north and south Fiona Fang.
In order to solve the problem of caring for the people,
Let him know how many bends the mountain has.
3. Ask for beautiful sentences and send them to my email 1. Many things that we thought we would never forget for a lifetime were forgotten by us in the days that we never forget.
I know I am not a good recorder, but I like to look back on the road I have traveled more than anyone else. I not only looked back, but also rushed forward in high spirits. If you give me a tear, I will see all the oceans in your heart.
If God wants to destroy a person, he will go crazy, but I have been crazy for so long. Why didn't God destroy me? 5. Will the love carved on the back of the chair, like flowers on cement, open a windless and lonely forest?
6. In this sad and bright March, I beat the horse from my thin youth, through corydalis, through kapok, through sadness and impermanence. 7, you laugh once, I can be happy for several days; But seeing you cry once made me sad for several years.
8. Things that we thought we could never forget were forgotten in the process of our obsession. 9. Lonely people always think of everyone who has appeared in their lives, so I always think of you counting my loneliness over and over again every night when the stars fall.
10, whenever I look at the sky, I don't like talking anymore. Whenever I speak, I dare not look at the sky again. 1 1, I count your smiles every day, but when you are in Lian Xiao, you are so lonely.
They say your smile is beautiful and undeveloped. 12, I gave you all the warmth in my life, but you left me. How to smile at others in the future? 13, I once had a smile in my life, but in the end it dissipated like fog, and that smile became a swift river hidden deep in my heart, so I couldn't swim. The sound of the river,
14, secular noise and brightness, secular happiness and happiness, like a clean stream, in the wind, in front of my eyes, Mimi, warm as a spring, I didn't expect, I just hope you are happy, don't be sad ... 15, the wind blows like a broken flower, and yours/
I accidentally pricked his finger. Maybe I am a cactus, willful under your tolerance.
17, hiding in a certain time and missing the palm print for a while; Hiding somewhere, missing someone standing on the road, on the road, makes me worry. 18, take my hand and close your eyes, so you won't get lost.
19, if one day we are not together, we should be together. 20. Some things are still unfinished. Forget it. We are all kings and domineering in our own world. You don't listen to me, but you don't want me to listen to you.
2 1, I forgot which year, which month and which day I carved a face on which wall-Zhang Wei smiled and stared at my face sadly. We laughed and said that we stayed in the same place in time, but in fact we were already swept away silently by the torrent. 22. Some people will be engraved in memory forever. Even if they forget his voice, his smile and his face, the feeling when they think of him will never change.
23. Those who say they will never part have already been scattered all over the world. 24. Children associated with words will never be happy. Their happiness is like playful children, wandering to the skylight, but still refusing to come back.
You will never see me when I am loneliest, because I am loneliest only when you are not by my side. 26. The space in which songs are formed is free, allowing years to come and go, so the face of the person who is still protected, with great and endless hatred, has never changed.
27. One day I will walk away from you quietly without any sound. I missed a lot, and I was always sad alone. 28. I look at you smiling, silent, proud and lost, just like now, so I am happy with you, and I am sad with you, but I have always stood in the present, and you will always stay in the past.
29. If we are all children, we can stay where time is, sit together and bow our heads slowly, while listening to stories that will never grow old. I forgot which wall I carved a face on. Zhang Weixiao smiled and stared at my face sadly. Will the love carved behind the back of the chair bloom like flowers on the concrete floor in a windless forest?
3 1, not every effort will be rewarded, but every effort must be paid, which is an unfair and irreversible proposition. When you really love something, you will find how fragile and powerless language is.
There is always a gap between language and emotion. Forgetting is our unchangeable destiny. Everything is like a misplaced painting. Everything in the past can't go back to the past, so it slowly extends bit by bit. Maybe we should really forget what interleaving is.
34. What is happiness? Is to hide your sadness and smile at everyone. 35. A hard city has no soft love life. Not Lin Daiyu, nor will she be sentimental because of sadness. All kinds of people don't look through the mirror, but I mean there are thousands of years in the world.
36. Memory is like water in your palm. Whether you open it or hold it tightly, it will still flow through your fingers drop by drop. 37. Who is a passer-by in his life, who is the wheel of his life, the dust of past lives, the wind of this life, and the soul of endless sadness.
I looked back at my growth path and watched it day by day. I stood on the side of the road, my hands in my trench coat pockets, watching countless people pass me with a straight face. Occasionally, someone stops and smiles at me. It looks like a peach blossom. I know that these people who stay will eventually become the warmth of my life. When I see them, I will never give up.
38. There is no legend that the grass grows and the warbler flies in this city. It will always live in reality, with fast drums, hurried figures, numb eyes and fake smiles, and I am being assimilated. 39. It will be beyond recognition one day. Time has taught me nothing, but it has taught me not to believe in myths easily.
40. The wind blew away. A year passed like this.
It will continue like this next year. I don't know whether there is depression behind stability, or whether there is stability in depression.
Just us, nothing.
4. Ancient Poems about Letters Expressing Love The ancient poems about letters expressing love are as follows: "Drinking horses in the Great Wall Cave" The grass along the Qinghe River in the Han Dynasty stretches as far as the eye can see along Philip Burkart Road.
A husband who is far away from home can not miss him all day, but he can see him in his dream soon. I saw him by my side in my dream and woke up to find that he was still in exile.
There are different areas in China, and my husband is wandering in China. Mulberry withered until the wind came, and the sea knew the taste of cold.
Fellow travelers home, dear, who will tell me the news of my husband? A guest came from far away and brought me a carp-shaped wooden box with silk and silk letters in it.
Tell the boy to open the wooden box and write a letter with a ruler. What did you say in your husband's silk letter?
The first part of the letter is to increase appetite. It is said that the second half of the letter is often left out. "Make a Fish Make a Friend" Tang Liye is as big as a remnant snow, making a pair of carp.
If you want to know what you are thinking, read the book in your stomach. "Spring Hope" Tang Du Fu's country is broken, and the vegetation is green in spring.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. Zhang Tang, "Qiu Si", was born in Luoyang City and saw the autumn wind, which made him want to write a meaningful book.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. Twenty-eight letters from home: the scenery of lying in the Han Dynasty in the Tang Dynasty was always sad, and the temples were full of tears.
This book arrived before my heart, and I want to be on the coast of a lonely city. "Letters from the Capital" shows that Yuan Kaijiang is 3,000 miles long, and the letter from the Capital is 15 lines.
There is nothing to say about travel except returning home early. Don Du Fu sent a tourist letter to his home with a letter attached. I know the news today. I live in a foreign country.
The bear is safe and sound, and the horse is the most pitiful. When you are old, you will be lonely, when you are hurt, you will meet and be sparse.
Two hairs rush to the tent hall, and one life serves Luan Yu. The northern que is full of evil spirits, and the western suburbs are full of white dew.
Cool breeze brings new geese, and autumn rain wants fish. Farming is empty in the mountains, and when you say it, you end up hoeing.
"Give Hunting Ride" Tang Du Mu has lost blood and turned over with a whip. Don't shoot geese from the south, for fear that there will be letters from home to people far away.
The Fisherman's Pride: Where is the Song Dynasty? The journey is thirteen thousand miles. Books written at home are all paper! Tears streaming down her face, the book will be returned next year.
Message: When will the ship find its brother when Hongqiao is launched? Traveling around the world is really old! Worry without sleep, a few wisps of tea smoke at the temples. "A Letter from Duanzhou Jiangting" In the rain of the Tang Dynasty, magpies were singing on the river trees, and spider silk was embarrassing in the wind.
What is the joy of opening a distant book? Some experts think it is worth 1000 dollars. Death of Hua Lian is the re-decoration of Zhao Lingzhi in Song Dynasty.
Don't worry about things before you finish your boudoir. Yu Pei chooses silk and asparagus.
May you know the meaning at a glance. Yuhuan has a long round silk series.
When you light bamboo, you always feel homesick and cry. I will never give up when I meet you.
I feel so lost. "Dead Hua Lian" Song Yan Dao Ji dreamed of entering the smoky road in the south of the Yangtze River, traveling all over the south of the Yangtze River, and not meeting the people who left.
I have nothing to say when I sleep, I feel disappointed and lose my soul. If you want to write this love letter, you will find that there is no evidence. However, relying on the slow string songs, I broke my heart and Qin Zhenglie.
The more poems, the better. Green bamboo slips, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's "Fisherman's Song" apricot blossoms are wet and the face is not cold.
-the quatrains written by Zhinan and Shang, Weicheng is light in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Two Stones to Anxi" 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, with many towers and misty rain.
-Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Poetry" lies listening to the stormy night, and the iron horse glacier dream. -Lu You's "The Wind and Rain on November 4" knows that the rainy season is good, and it happens in spring.
-Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night There were seven or eight stars in the sky, but it rained for two or three minutes in front of the mountain-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon, but now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" It rains in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.
-Tu Mu's Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival.
6. Collect some ancient poems 1. There are trees in the mountains and branches in the trees.
My heart lives for yours.
2. Guan Guan Luo Gui, in Hezhou
My Fair Lady is a gentleman.
3. Hold your hand and grow old with your son
4. Ask about the world and teach me to live and die together.
5. Over the years, there should be various customs. Who should I talk to?
6. There is a lot of water, but no words.
7. Evil! I want to know you and live a long life.
There is no mausoleum in the mountains, and the river is exhausted.
Lightning and earthquake in winter, rain and snow in summer,
Heaven and earth are one, but dare to separate from you!
8. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
9. once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber.
10. Lazy looking back at flowers, half the sky is a monk.
1 1. Three feet of charming children died for you, and this song will never be played again.
12. I hope your heart is the same as mine and you won't miss it!
13. I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. Miss you every day and drink a river together.
14. This feeling has nowhere to go. I frowned and went back to my heart.
15. Flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers!
16. In front of the window in Xiao Xuan, I was dressed and cared for each other beyond words, only a thousand tears.
17. Holding hands and staring at each other with tears, I was speechless and choked up.
18. Never think, never forget.
19. When the golden wind and the jade dew meet, they will win countless people!
20. It's my heart to make it clear, but for you, I've been thinking about it for so long.
2 1. When those red berries come in spring.
In spring, its slender tendrils are intertwined.
I pray and collect some more for me.
Memory is a sign.
22. I hope to unite as one and never give up. Han; Zhuo Wenjun's Whitehead Ballad
23. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny. Tang; Liu Yuxi's Zhi Zhu Ci
24. If you succeed, why do you want to resign? You would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy. Tang; Lu's ancient meaning to Chang 'an
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers have blossomed.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled
26. Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing. Tang; Li Bai's three-five-seven-character poems
27. We want to fly in heaven, two birds become one, and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
28. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled
29. Affectionate but always heartless, but you can't laugh.
The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning. Tang; Du Mu's Farewell
30. Does the human heart have to bloom in spring like all other flowers? Even if this bright flame of love, should it only be ashes? . Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled
3 1. Will an old friend come tonight? Teach people to stand up and face the shadow of phoenix tree. Wutongying in Lv Dongbin
32. Affection is just a spring moon, so it is better to keep people. Zhang Qin is leaving people.
I know very well that this kind of love will not have any result, and obviously I will be disappointed. Untitled Li Shangyin
34. A fragrant branch is heartbreaking. Li Bai's Qing Ping Diao Er
35. If you know what I mean and feel sorry for you, you must ask for it. Li Yu's The Golden Sparrow
36. The past is empty and still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How can I avoid the sadness and hatred of life"
37. Smile slowly and look at each other with infinite affection. Li Yu's Bodhisattva Man
38. I don't regret that the longer and wider the belt is, the more people will languish for Iraq. Song; Liu Yong's "Fengqitong"
39. When you ask about the untimely return date, it rains at night in the autumn pool.
How to cut the candle at the west window together, but talk about the rain at night. Li shangyin A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night.
40. Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality. One inch is still a thousand shares.
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth
On April1.the willow shoots are on, and people are about after dusk. Zhu's Camellia
42. If we don't see each other, our feelings are still ruthless. Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon
43. It's hard to get rid of the old days. The heart is like a double screen with Qian Qian knots inside. Zhang Sheng's Chitose
44. The crowd searched for him for thousands of Baidu, and suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. Xin Qiji's Qingyun Case * Yuanxi
45. If two people have a long relationship, they will still go to court. Qinguanque bridge
46. tenderness is like water, and the ceremony is like a dream.
47. If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you. Xu Yuan Jayce's The Moon Song * Chun Qing
48. Family ties have been idle since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up. Clear; Shi Qing's "Yi Xi Ti"
49. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Huang Ming Hangzhou folk poetry anthology
50. endless acacia tears cast red beans, and spring flowers can't be finished. Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions
5 1. Acacia said it was acacia, and Shiro hated Mandy. I don't know. Republic of China; Liang Qichao's Ci of Taiwan Province and Zhi Zhu
52. After thinking about it several times, I would rather miss it. Hu Shi's Raw Tea Seeds
53. Life has been infatuated since ancient times, and this resentment has nothing to do with romantic affairs. Song; Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House"