1. People in Hulanhe are like this. When winter comes, they wear cotton clothes, and when summer comes, they wear single clothes. It's like getting up when the sun comes out and going to bed when the sun goes down.

2. If a cucumber is willing to blossom a yellow flower, it will blossom a yellow flower, and if it is willing to bear a cucumber, it will bear a cucumber. If you don't want to, even a cucumber won't bear, a flower won't bloom, and no one will ask it. Corn can grow as high as it wants, and nobody cares if it wants to grow in the sky. Butterflies fly at will, a pair of yellow butterflies fly from the wall for a while, and a white butterfly flies from the wall for a while. Whose house did they come from and where did they fly to? The sun doesn't know this either. Only the sky is blue, high and far.

3. Crying hurts like a thorn in the heart, and the crying square cone generally falls into everyone's chest. A strong sadness swept over the drooping head, and the blue sky was about to fall!

4. Maybe not everyone can save the world, and not everyone has the conditions to create the future, but it should be a writer's spiritual pursuit to bear the absent-minded pain for the suffering world. I write about suffering because I hope the reality of suffering can change. Although I haven't found a way to change.

5. I'm completely confused by youth. How can I know "hunger" when I study? I only know that youth is the most important thing. Although I am not old now, I always feel that youth is the past!

6. He is so old and deaf that his eyes seem to have rotted. The street wind is sharp, and his hands have been blown like a dead thing. But the wind is still sharp. I walked into him, but I couldn't hear his prayer clearly, just mumbling.

7. The light made the river faint. The moon in the sky is jumping on the water.

8. if you come against it, accept it. Things that come naturally, but never happen.

9. If a cucumber is willing to make a lie, it will make a lie, and if it is willing to make a cucumber, it will make a cucumber. If you don't want to, even a cucumber won't bear, a flower won't bloom, and no one will ask it. Corn can grow as high as it wants, and nobody cares if it wants to grow in the sky.

1. He is like a heavy rain, which can get you wet soon. But the clouds floated away, and it was someone else who got wet.

11, birth, old age, illness and death, nothing means that if you are born, you will let it grow naturally, and when you grow up, you will grow up.

12. They are such people. They don't know where the light is, but they really feel that the cold is on them. They want to retreat from the cold, so they are sad.

13, life, old age, illness, death, nothing is said. If you are born, let it grow naturally; Grow up when you grow up, and forget it when you grow up. It doesn't matter if you are old. If you are dizzy, don't look. If you are deaf, you will not listen; If the tooth falls out, swallow it whole; If you can't walk, you will be paralyzed. What can I do? Whoever is old deserves it. Sick, people eat whole grains, who is not sick? Death is a sad thing this time. My father died and my son cried. When the son died, the mother cried; When my brother died, the whole family cried; Sister-in-law died and her family came to cry. After crying for one or three days, you always have to go outside the city, dig a hole and bury this person.

14. I am willing to forget these memories; However, before I forget, I am very willing to review it again.

15. I'm like a match he crossed, and I suddenly turned to ashes, and then he struck another match in front of me.

16, roll with the punches, you say my life is a pity, but I don't care. You look dangerous, but I'm proud of myself. How about not being proud? Life is more bitter than happy.

17. The drums seemed to deliberately provoke such unfortunate people, and they were played in a hurry and slowly, as if a lost person was telling his confusion at night, and as if the unfortunate old man was thinking about his happy short childhood. It's like a loving mother sending her son on a long journey. It's like where will you go again, and it's very hard to give up. What is life for, just have such a bleak night.

18. They are all like the lowest plants. As long as there is little water, soil, sunlight-even no sunlight, they can survive. The vitality is particularly tenacious, which is the original tenacity.

19. I love the poet and am afraid of hurting him, because the poet's heart is so beautiful, like water and flowers. I just can't bear to destroy it, but I am afraid of being destroyed by others, so why not love him?

2. In patriarchal society, life flows peacefully like a river. Ignorance and hardship are flowing calmly, and quiet enjoyment is also flowing calmly.