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Chapter 103

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    The fallen acacia flowers are all over the ground

    It was another Monday morning, the autumn in the north was gloomy, and I was not in a good mood, not to mention walking swaying and a little dizzy, but I still insisted on walking to achieve the purpose of exercising, pushing a bicycle through the forest.  On the avenue, from time to time, I see the faces of passers-by who are as serious, dull and gloomy as I am.

    Looking up at the sky, the sky is getting more gloomy, and it seems that there is no sign of a clear sky. When I look down, I find that the pavement that was originally clean has fallen all over the ground overnight. It is a pity that the beautiful petals that fell have been trampled into  A scene of devastation.

    I walked under the locust tree and couldn't avoid my feet. I stepped on the petals, which accelerated the fragmentation of the petals.  Suddenly there was an inexplicable sentimental feeling in my heart. The broken petals under my feet made my subconscious reflect that at the same time last year, the same scene appeared in my mind.  Years have passed like an arrow, and what is left is the feeling that life is like a dream, and I have entered the ranks of middle-aged and elderly people in a flash.

    For the sake of physical health, I have adopted this exercise method for a period of time. The journey between home and work is not far away for more than ten minutes, and it has the effect of exercising.  Now the steps are firmer. Although the walking posture is not vigorous, the ground is full of strength and energy, and the purpose of exercise has been achieved.

    Pedestrians who came and went may have noticed that they didn't feel that there was anything wrong with trampling on the fallen Sophora japonica, but I was a little emotional when I saw the falling flowers. I saw the trampled and shattered Sophora japonica, and the light blue stained the newly laid bricks.  I can't help but think of it: dyeing year after year, and seeing Sophora japonica falling into the forest again.  It's not that life is passionate, but the world is so helpless.

    ?No one in the world can hold the sleeves of time, it is more about the sigh of life, the renewal of ideas, who will catch wind and shadow.  The pagoda trees planted on both sides of the street have luxuriant branches and leaves, layered upwards, forming a large umbrella shape to provide shade for pedestrians. It is an ideal tree species for street planting and plays a role in beautifying the environment.

    The first time I carefully observed the shape of the locust tree emerged in my mind. I looked up that day, and there were stars and stars flickering between the swaying branches and leaves under the gentle autumn wind, giving people a confusing feeling.

    It seems to be the precarious autumn again, the flowers fall all over the ground, and the petals will drift with the rain, but unfortunately no one picks them up. The scene of the vegetation from flourishing to declining throughout the year can be expressed from the scene of the garden covered with residual flowers sprinkled on this street  Human emotions will also produce inexplicable feelings along with natural phenomena, as if it indicates a bleak autumn wind and a bleak scene when the fallen leaves are withered and yellow.  Still, the buds will appear next year, and will be alive and well.

    Indulgence of self-thoughts, looking at history, the mystery of the life experience of heroes who have left fame in history is unexplainable, and their environment and historical background all reflect the mission entrusted by history.

    ? These heroes have acquired spirituality through their own efforts and reading the books of sages. Compared with the uselessness of reading or choosing the wrong direction of reading, what kind of result will it be?  When a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain how polite he is, and there is no room for him to display his talent.

    Some ages advocated the style of study and created such an environment and atmosphere that those who are willing to study will concentrate on learning knowledge in certain fields in a relatively quiet environment.

    However, if you play lip service, you are born with quick and sensitive thinking, can draw inferences from one instance, and can describe the living as the dead and the dead as the living.  The development of the times may require such people to make the best use of their talents. Things in various fields need creative people instead of conservative thinking, which is not in line with the law of development.

    People with both civil and military skills will appear in all ages.  These characters have promoted the process of history. These heroes have the same experience that they like to read. These people always have some differences in the way of reading. It is a practical study for their own use.

    ? When I get home, I always have to write down what I have seen, heard, and thought. I spread out the manuscript paper and have a lot of thoughts. Sometimes I am tempted by certain things, and I am full of excitement for a while.  But the paper reveals one's own mood, unable to produce writing of logical thinking.

    This is a bad habit. I haven't received special training in writing. When I start to practice writing, I always get carried away. I get used to the feeling of urgency and forget the writing format of the rules.  I only write about my mood and state of mind, but I don¡¯t know how to write according to the format, how to write in a well-organized and overall manner.

    I wrote about the memories of the past a while ago. I didn¡¯t write them in order. I just wrote what came to mind. It doesn¡¯t conform to the thinking of modern scholars. Reading is for cultivating sentiment and improving my understanding of people and society. From this point of view  I really still need practice, and theoretical knowledge alone cannot constitute the highest state of life.

    Cultivating sentiment will make people change the evil and laziness of the old human nature.  Books are the essence of thought, and those who dabble can?When the soul is sublimated, personal deeds and thoughts will be fully exposed in the writing, which is also the original intention of the writer. This is understandable, and everyone will use different ways to express their hearts and thoughts.  And my writing is just a diary-style writing state of mind and mood. I have been writing for a long time to complete the writing.

    Driven by my subjective initiative and interests, I persisted and invested emotion and time energy, which made me feel lonely when I was unable to enter.  I slowly accepted it.

    I am usually not good at thinking, and I can only calm down and think during writing activities. I have developed a jumping thinking in writing essays, which is in line with my heart and not in line with the actual requirements of writing. After long-term tempering, I have developed a habit, and my thinking logic in writing is not rigorous.  Nor does it constitute a rigorous cohesive relationship.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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