Discoloration and change of wood, also known as sprinkling

The color change is changed to leaf wood, also known as sprinkling gold. This leafy green plant is fascinating and fascinating. Putting a leafy, beautiful and generous sprinkling gold on the book case, the writing mood is particularly cool. So I was on my own heart, I couldn't help but engrave a few big characters, Cinderella, my pen name, Snow Rose.

I am not afraid of poverty and backwardness. I am not afraid of hardships and hardships. I am not afraid of tempering. I am not afraid of the cold and the wind. I am not afraid of thunder and sorrow... I am afraid that I will not do anything in my life. Therefore, I will live to learn the old and write old, I will always navigate to the paradise of the sun in the sun. I believe that after the storm, I will be a rainbow. I will be the dawn after the twilight. Therefore, I will definitely become an outstanding female writer in contemporary China and an outstanding female writer in the 21st century in the history of the world.

A small sprinkling of gold, its growth process and its changing face remind me of the humanity of all kinds of human beings and human beings; it reminds me of the whole process of human evolution from birth to death; I am reminded of the whole process of human struggle and continuous improvement. As soon as I saw the variability of the color change, I saw the whole process of changing my face from Cinderella to the snow rose. Once, I was poor, I cried, I shouted, I passed, I was suffering, I was sad. But today, I laughed, because I finally repaid the sweetness of the first bitter and sweet. What is the first bitter and sweet, that is, after the sweetness, thank you for the taste of suffering.

Time is life, and life is movement. Life has a destiny to support the rudder, but it is driven by hard work. If you work hard to create everything, your life cannot be the same. Poor people will become rich, and rich people will become poor. It is true that a common man, as long as you work hard, even if you are not rich and expensive, it will have a happy life in the hope of creating a happy harvest. A rich family, if you don't work hard, don't make progress, even if the parents' state leaves him with a wealth of money, sooner or later he will be squandered by him, and eventually he will be defeated by the family, notorious.

In fact, it is not easy to live without the rich and the poor. The key to success or failure in life is how do you manage your life, how to manage your health, how to manage your time, how to manage your love, how to run a marriage, how to run a business, how to run a family, how to run a business, and how to manage your life.

Happiness comes from trying to create everything, and happiness comes from a contented heart. I always believe that as long as we cherish time, love life, love life, and love everything that is simple in life, our life is unremarkable, but in any case it is happy and happy.

The human personality is synthesized by innate and acquired. Human sexuality, in my personal opinion, can be roughly divided into: rational, doubtful, emotional, extraverted, mixed, active, power, powerless, unsuitable, paranoid, split There are 15 categories of explosive, forced, snoring and attacking types.

The personality of a person is related to the external factors such as the birth environment, growth conditions, and educational status. Some people say that a first-class environment creates first-rate talent. Some people say that poor families tend to misunderstand their children. But some people say that the rich are often raised by the scorpion soldiers. What's more, over-rich families often lack a kind of sweetness and warmth. A mediocre person raises a talented person, a person who raises a fool, a child who is a beautiful woman, a good life talent. In fact, there is no hidden law in all this. However, the poor are money, the rich will be money, but this is the law of potential.

The color change is changed to leaf wood, also known as sprinkling gold. Cinderella, also known as the snow rose. In the past and present, it is an unparalleled pleasure to find a real-life style of paintings and to find a realistic painting of the style of the realm, to feel the true meaning of life, to appreciate the leisure and beauty of the rain and the window. This is an unparalleled happiness.

Life, mountain journey, water journey; life, hi a song, sad song; life, poor for a while, rich for a while; work, tired for a while, bitter; mood, good for a while, bad for a while. Lonely like smoke, acacia like tea. Meticulous feelings, love has a soft voice. The wandering heart has trudged thousands of miles. No one can reject the darkness before dawn, no one can suppress the joy after the flowers bloom.

The cloud is a wedding dress, the origami is a rainbow, and the moon is full of the moon, the dream of youth is realized, but the dawn of the butterfly flying dance has passed. After the success, I remembered the sweetness of the high-pitched wick, and no one really knows how to hang around for a slanting sun.

A piece of paper is clear, and the flow is far away. Spring breeze, rain and love. If life is just like seeing it first, if you can, please make me a red plum in the snow, and let it go, not to smash the most prosperous, but to be firm. Proudly standing at the end of time, looking for a kind of conversion from the ideal holy place to cheer in the mind of Yunshui.

Red dust mites, feelings of love. Three thousand prosperous, one person. If life is just like the first sight, if you can, please make me a snow rose in the snow, song and dance, not asking for the luxury of wealth, but seeking a quiet and comfortable. Quietly sitting in the depths of the red dust, looking for a good sound from the deep rain in the text home.

A cup of tea is a period of time; a side of the countryside is a state of mind. Mixing the tears of a hundred red and a thousand red, sing a clear glimpse of the song, when the night pearls flash, sing the long court through a curtain of smoke and rain, look at a dream. The former quiet beauty has long been separated by the years, in the world of fireworks, light red, drunk.

The color change is changed to leaf wood, also known as sprinkling gold. Just like, Cinderella, my pen name is snow rose. If the heart is there, the dream is still there, and the thoughts have already taken place. In the past and the present, I wrote a pen and wrote a style, and finally I got a classic saying: "There may be some scenery, far appreciation, more rhyme, it is the best ending." Therefore, I am addicted, live without care. Gains and losses are the best choice. Because I am convinced that perhaps the most beautiful scenery in the next stop will be reborn in the worst environment. I will never give up, I am aiming at my own goals.

My life, though rough and bumpy. However, the final song and dance, can be described in four words - hard work. I don't know when, I fell in love with these four words. Maybe, because of all this, it is really hard to come by. Or maybe for me, these four words have a very profound meaning.

Sprinkling gold, in my eyes, is the fame of suffering. I love the name of this flower, not because it is so noble and rich, just because it is unforgettable for me. In life, everyone has their own hopes. Cinderella, because I was born in poverty, so after success, I only hope that I will give a meager light to the families of the poor people for a lifetime, and do a little bit of power for the fathers and villagers. With the experience of my life, stimulating the education of the second generation, it seems to have become the most sacred mission of my heart.

I was so poor in my childhood that I didn’t even wear a skirt. This poor word is a limitation of money. I am a girl, so poor that I don’t even dare to say that I love someone. This poor word, strictly speaking, is not cautious, reserved, shy, Burmese, timid, but courage and confidence. After years, I have been tempered by bathing in an accident, but my lover and I have been working hard to change everything and create everything. At this point, the poor word was thrown into the trash can, we turned it into a word of hard work. At the end, after the establishment, we finally tasted the fruits of our efforts. It's sweet and sour, and it's a lifetime of endless aftertaste.

Some people say that a man has thirty-one flowers and a woman has thirty tofu. In fact, this is the saying of the ancient folks. In the modern society of the 21st century, thirty is the most attractive age of women. Therefore, my heart is still very young. I took the 30 as the starting line and was heading towards the station of my life. The mountains and rivers are flowing, and a song is sung, and I can’t sing the joy of my inner heart.

The face is easy to be old and the years are still. There are always some feelings, I have to hide deep, and I always have some sweet fragrance, which is lingering in my heart. Those days that are related to words and to the heart, make watch the most beautiful scenery. Those who share the same songs with sorrow and share the joys and sorrows with the lover, let true love play the thousands of songs in life.

It was slightly hot in June, and the warm air was embedded with flowers and hearts. Sitting alone under the lamp, let your heart be in the warmth of words. Let the flow of thoughts go through the essays. The child’s cheers are clearly visible in the sun. The smile of the parents, they play movies in their minds. The warmth of a lover is flowing deep in the soul.

Sustained heartless, love words if snow. To tell the truth, my snow rose has joined the literati. However, my Cinderella heart will never be separated from the mortal hope. I am homesick, I want to see the mountains and rivers of my hometown, I miss my parents and my relatives, and miss my parents and children.

As soon as I saw the dust, I used a no regrets to make a city for my lover. I used my unrepentant attachment to succumb to the enthusiasm of a literary world. I am grateful to my lover for not accompanying the wind and frost, so I would like to use this life to write the pure beauty of our love for the rest of my life.

The color change is changed to leaf wood, also known as sprinkling gold. Cinderella, my pen name is snow rose. The lover has read my inner white and joy, and I am grateful for his dedication and support. At this moment, love, is the white snow rose from the dust, knowing, see the rainbow after the storm.

Tonight, the trend of thoughts is ups and downs, listening to the wind by the window, singing to the wine, and savoring life. If you ask, Cinderella, my pen name, Snow Rose, why I have been slashing after I have fallen on the road of life. That is because I understand that life is constantly failing, constantly making progress, constantly choosing, constantly giving up, constantly creating, constantly changing, constantly achieving its goal of struggle, constantly looking for the happiness and happiness that it pursues. .

Flowers bloom from time to time, as long as you pay for sweat, right and wrong is a beauty. Everyone has their own life trajectory, and the years will not pity you because you are not working hard to prohibit you from getting old. The sky won't always rain for you because you are poor. God will not give you a pie from heaven because of your hunger and thirst. The moon won't sympathize with you all the way to accompany you because of your inaction. We must know that all losses are for a reason. Or because we are hesitant, or because we lack confidence, or because we are not fighting, or because we have insufficient capacity and conditions.

A heart rain, washing the dust of the years. Cinderella, my pen name is snow rose. Compared with the past and the present, I feel in my heart again and again. Although it is a small plant, it is constantly changing its face all the year round and constantly protecting itself. Its strong and unyielding spirit is amazing. I am grateful for its companionship, it taught me that I must keep on making progress.

I appreciate the fact that I was born poor, but in the end I have witnessed the brave people who are endless. Therefore, my Cinderella snow rose is also a special case. I don’t care about it. I used to have nothing to do, because I worked tirelessly, and I went to the north and finally won a rain on the most desperate desert island.

Tonight, I borrowed everything I have experienced, and told the poor second generation of the world. At the same time, I also comforted those friends who were facing difficulties and obstacles: "The color change is changed, and the name is sprinkled with gold. It is a symbol, it symbolizes gray. The girl becomes a snow rose, it is not a legend and a myth, but the result of the hard work of mortals!".