Tears in Qinghai Lake Prose

Walking on the road, there will always be an amazing moment! Will be happy! Will also shed tears. I never thought that one day I would use walking to interpret another way of life. I used to wear a white coat and use my cold hands to soothe the heartbroken soul on my sickbed; I once wrote lonely words that only I knew. The vast sky, people and things, love and affection, meet and separate. Meet, miss. Confusion and anxiety will invade. Sometimes I think, if I can become a lone star, get rid of any connection between people and things, and then drag it down with a long silver light, it is so simple and beautiful. This can alleviate the pain of separation of relatives. This is also the weakness that people show when they are in the trough. Choosing a long way is a generous, beautiful and quiet feeling of nature, which makes me deeply understand to let go, tolerate and respect life. Pride is not how many roads you have taken, but how many spiritual worlds you have enriched, and then you have lived a complete personality charm.

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We rode motorcycles on the expressway in Qinghai Province, and running all the way went to the alpine wilderness. The rolling grasslands are covered with faint green, and the clean silver snow-capped mountains are hidden behind the green hills. Mountains and grasslands form a streamlined rhythm, crawling and extending infinitely into the distance. I am hiding in the peace of bliss, without delusion and ups and downs, pure and quiet, just running forward blindly.

Grassland is the summer pasture of nomadic people. Cattle and sheep can be seen everywhere, pacing leisurely and eating grass. Because of them, the lonely grassland will be smart and lively. We galloped on the mountain road, and every time we marched, we saw temporary and simple grazing bags. There is a sign at the door of every hidden bag, which reads: Make your own yogurt, and have a glass of 5 yuan.

A hearty meal of the mind can't resist the hunger and cold of the body after all. The cold wind on the plateau gradually pierced my bones and muscles, and I languished and endured the cold, and my eyes could not help but burst into tears. At this time, the beautiful mountains and open grasslands look long and indifferent, without tenderness. Although the blue sky and white clouds are still dazzling, the sun is no longer warm. Just when I couldn't stand the cold, the old sparrow stopped in front of a hidden bag and asked me, do you want yogurt? I suddenly collapsed and shouted, I'm freezing to death. I don't want to eat yogurt. Tears crackled down. He said: "You hurry into the Tibetan bag to warm up, and I'll give you a windproof membrane." I wiped my tears and went to the hidden bag.

A sister and grandmother greeted her in a hidden bag. It's not warm in the bag, but there is no wind. I was shivering with cold. Seeing this, my sister quickly filled the stove with yak dung and lit it. I found a small stool to sit by the fire and wait for warmth. The old sparrow came in. He hung a windproof membrane under my motorcycle suit. I don't know how much it can do We ordered yogurt, and the elder sister took out two bowls of yogurt like jelly from a big pot. Take a sip. It's really sour I scooped up a spoonful of sugar with a spoon and sprinkled it on it. Inadvertently looked up and saw my sister's cherished eyes, and I suddenly felt uneasy. In remote mountainous areas, sugar should be a very precious thing for them and should not be unrestrained. A bowl of cold and sour yogurt, I eat it carefully.

When we set off again, the weather was not too cold. Soon we rode down the mountain, and the wind was much less. The sun stands out in the middle of the blue canvas, and the grassland and I are bright.

Driving out of the mountain area, there are more vehicles and pedestrians on the road. There are little girls holding lambs and strong Tibetan men and women holding yaks on the roadside. They shouted to attract tourists to take pictures. My heart is full of joy, and seeing the crowd is like meeting warmth, which awakens the earthly nerves in my brain. After all, I am still alive and it took a long time to disappear, so I read it. Just thinking about it, suddenly a familiar scene appeared in front of me. Oh, my God! Isn't this the Sun Moon Mountain that we passed when we went to Tibet last year? On the mountain is the Sun Moon Pavilion where Princess Wencheng bid farewell to her hometown! I shouted excitedly! The old sparrow didn't stop, and I turned around frequently. I really want to stop and have a good look. But they are still far away, far from my sight. Meeting and parting are like fate in the wind, don't rush by, maybe goodbye! Maybe never again! After many years, it's really a flash.

Sunshine makes people lazy, and gradually I feel sleepy. I bit my lip to avoid falling asleep. When I was in a daze, how could it look like a mirage in the distance? I immediately regained my spirits. I saw in front of me, large rolling clouds gathered solemnly in the blue sky, and there seemed to be an island among them? There is blue water? It's too far away for me to tell the difference. This scene is amazing! I can't tell whether what I saw was true or whether a mirage really appeared. I open my eyes, look, look, this is heaven! Yes, it's heaven! So heaven is here, so heaven is here! Can I see my dead parents? Tears can no longer be suppressed, and my eyes are full.

The beautiful scenery led me to find a place called heaven. There is a mysterious door hidden in the huge white clouds. My parents stood there and looked at me affectionately. My soul has flying wings, and I can reach out and touch it.

The beauty of Qinghai Lake is really dazzling, awakening my nerves that I dare not touch the most, and tears keep pouring out. For the first time in five or six years, I felt close to my dead parents. After all these years apart, you are hiding here. Think like this, read like this, and wipe away the tears that can't stop.

We parked our motorcycle in a desolate place and passed by people watching the scenery. I sat on the grass, looking at the clouds on the horizon of the lake and feeling the love of my parents. I can strongly feel that my parents are still standing in the clouds. You met me. I am very happy. I can live well without your protection, but I am lonely. I can't help crying again.

In fact, my father's departure won me honor. That was the first case of swine flu in our hospital. At that time, no one knew what kind of virus it was and how contagious it was. What's more, a group of primary school students came to the hospital, and parents and teachers were not allowed to accompany them. At that time, my father was already very weak. If I mentioned it, the leader wouldn't let me work in the isolation ward. Because once inside, all our lives are restricted and isolated, except for fixed areas, which are completely isolated from the outside world, for fear of infecting people with the virus. However, it was my father's education that influenced my life's work. I didn't say anything about my family I rushed to the quarantine area with my chosen soldiers. Dad is a famous medical expert in our region. During my work in the isolation ward, my loving father always followed my mother. The day before he died, he asked my sister-in-law again and again, "Is my girl back?" As his only daughter, how can he let go of his worries? I felt everything at the moment when I held the certificate of honor in my hand.

Burst tears poured out the pain of my thoughts! Let me have a good cry At this time, the old sparrow came and pulled me up and said, "Let's go and take pictures by the lake." I was a little embarrassed, wiped my tears and stumbled with him to the lake.

Qinghai Lake, the sea and sky are blue, the breeze wrinkles the lake, and waves of tides kiss the feet. Walking by the water, the open lake absorbed all my pain, and my heart gradually calmed down. It's just that there are dark clouds floating across the lake, as if it's going to rain. I've been thinking, did mom and dad see me cry?

I am most proud of having many friends in my life. When I think of them, I will put my hands together and pray for my dearest friend! I shouted for the old sparrow to take a picture of me. I want to make a gesture of "love you" and then take it down for my friends to see. Immediately, I squatted on the ground and smiled, covering my red eyes. I'm really sorry I lost control just now.

On the lake, the dark clouds dispersed and the rainbow rose. How can you see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? Watching it safely in the sky is like a firm belief. If you love the world, the world will love you!

Looking at a distant mountain, a lake and clear water, looking beyond the dust, you will learn to be clear, high and not empty. Life is only half, half bright, half stormy, calm, undisturbed, simple and quiet, plain and beautiful, safe enough! From then on, it's time to clear your head, embark on a new journey and meet your new self. This is the magical power of nature! It will make you cry, make you laugh and tell you the philosophy of life. As long as you are willing to feel with your heart, the barren mind will bloom.