BlogHide Reblurtswoleyou in # r2cornell • 2 yr. ago • 10 min readPart I: The Dance of Golden Hour 红薯絮语与远山回响Part I: The Dance of Golden Hour The autumn sun hung low, a molten coin sinking into the horizon, staining the sky the color of ripe persimmons. In the sweet potato field known as "Lachi Huangzi," where the earth exhaled the musk of upturned soil, my grandmother sat upon a throne of tangled vines. Her hands, weathered as ancient bark, moved…woleyou in # r2cornell • 2 yr. ago • 7 min readTime Etched in Brass Rings 铜环上的光阴Beneath the western wall of the old house, the faded vermilion lacquer of the two-drawer desk has dulled with age. Where the brass rings once hung, the imprints of two coins linger like crescent moons embedded in the wood grain. I often imagine those intricate growth rings as ripples of time, carrying the patina of the Daoguang era into the…woleyou in # r2cornell • 2 yr. ago • 4 min readJasmine's Promise 茉莉誓约At precisely eight o'clock each morning, the jasmine blossoms unfurl like miniature constellations in my sunlit kitchen. This resilient plant, my three-year companion through life's tumults, has become a living testament to endurance. During last summer's prolonged absence, I whispered promises to my botanical charges before departure. The…woleyou in # r2cornell • 2 yr. ago • 5 min readAmber Hours at Dawn's Vestige Lake 碧霞湖畔的琥珀时光The dying sun poured molten gold across Mount Tai's shoulders as I arrived at Dawn's Vestige Lake on the second morning of Lunar New Year. Winter's crispness hung suspended between earth and sky - that peculiar clarity when air becomes liquid crystal and distances collapse. Below the stone-carved terrace where emperors once communed with heaven…woleyou in # r2cornell • 2 yr. ago • 6 min readThe Price of Blossoms 花开的代价By the time August cicadas began thinning their chorus, the last strawberry had left our greenhouse. Yesterday's final harvest now journeys to distant cities in woven baskets, their heart-shaped silhouettes imprinted on invoices like pressed flowers in an account book. This morning, dew still clung to the empty vines as we began uprooting plants…woleyou in # r2cornell • 2 yr. ago • 4 min readSteaming Love 玉露凝香Dawn seeps through kitchen curtains as sixty shrimps glimmer like pearls in a glass bowl. I imagine their shells as amber gifts from the sea god, each peeling motion releasing miniature waves at my fingertips. Flesh curling into crescent moons, they pile into a jade-white mountain on the porcelain plate. The silver knife dances, mincing moonlight…woleyou in # r2cornell • 2 yr. ago • 8 min readExploring the Serenity of Taiping Mountain: A Millennial Meditation Journey at Dai's Southern "Little Mount Tai" 寻幽太平山：岱南小泰山的千年清心之旅*Exploring the Serenity of Taiping Mountain: A Millennial Meditation Journey at Dai's Southern "Little Mount Tai" East of Xiayang Town in Daiyue District lies an unassuming yet spiritually radiant hill—Taiping Mountain. Though less than 100 meters in height, this humble peak has earned renown as a "marvel of southern Dai" in the Tai’an County…woleyou in # r2cornell • 2 yr. ago • 4 min readOrchid Heart 兰心阿姐抱来一盆绿植时，我正在给窗台的蟹爪兰松土。青瓷花盆"当啷"搁在木桌上，惊得水培瓶里的铜钱草晃出涟漪。 "你瞧这叶脉，银丝游走如冰裂纹。"她指尖拂过垂落的细叶，像琴师拨动箜篌弦。我望着那些修长的叶片在穿堂风里摇曳，恍惚看见童年老宅檐下的吊兰，也是这样披散着翡翠发辫，在梅雨季生出白茸茸的气根。 她却说这是珍品兰花，从福建兰友处辗转求得。见我盯着盆底冒出的匍匐茎发怔，忽然笑出两个梨涡："等爆了小球，分你几个种。"阳光斜切过她鬓角，将几根银发染成金线，我突然想起十二岁那年，她也是这样抱着课本冲进院子："等考上重点中学，笔记都留给你！"…woleyou in # r2cornell • 2 yr. ago • 6 min readThe Kintsugi of Life 生活的金缮术Midnight moonlight seeped through half-drawn curtains like liquid silver, pooling around the empty wine glass on the coffee table. My head throbbed with the residual rhythm of whiskey as consciousness ebbed and flowed like tidewater. Through blurred vision, I saw two obsidian beads glowing in the shadows - Rongqiu's eyes, holding constellations…woleyou in # r2cornell • 2 yr. ago • 6 min readAutumn Tales of a Fluffy Ball 绒球秋事A warm little cloud perpetually rests atop my head. When my two-year-old Teddy dog Chestnut falls asleep, he always presses his curled body against my hair tips, his nose touching the moonlight filtering through the screen window, quivering with each breath. At first glance, he resembles a plush toy left by the pillow, save for the occasional…woleyou in # r2cornell • 2 yr. ago • 4 min read春天里的那些野菜野花 The wild flowers in springThe afternoon sun is shining, go out for a walk around, the lawn on both sides of the road is growing a variety of wildflowers and weeds, can not help but feel warm, these are often seen in the country flowers, now young people may not be able to name their names. I see the wild vegetables step still people again crazy, the last cut shepherd's…woleyou in # r2cornell • 2 yr. ago • 1 min readLook for my post-transfer blurt 寻找我转账后的blurtJust transferred over 10,000 BLURts onto the BSC chain! The receiving address is bridge24 Remember when there was a post that said so! But I don't know how to receive this transfer! ? I haven't received it yet! My BSC collection address is: 0xC8C92FC82716D84434A73DDE18DD961DF83B1880 I hope to receive this transfer ！！！！ as soon as…woleyou in # r2cornell • 3 yr. ago • 7 min read等雪来的那一天 Wait for the day the snow comesGet up at 7:30 in the morning, wash your face and accidentally look out the window a turtle, hey! The gray sky is floating scattered snow, I can not help but be happy, today is not going to have a heavy snow? Grab your phone and check the weather report. Look, sure enough, there is snow this year, and it is 100% to fall! Surprise, quickly…woleyou in # r2cornell • 3 yr. ago • 10 min read小小说：邻居 Short story: The NeighborsSaid that there is a 32-year-old boy called Ma Ming in the village, although the parents have both, but never get warm love, even if the family has a son, but the parents are on the grounds of housework, but also open a processing grain workshop, the other two brothers will not go to see the children, of course, he this little child will not…woleyou in # r2cornell • 3 yr. ago • 8 min read难于忘怀的——我那懵懂的“是非对错” Unforgettable -- my ignorant "right from wrong"I regret for not being sensible at that time, although the principal killed someone, she has the responsibility, the reason is certainly complicated, but her love for me is sincere, I should have a grateful heart. Why many bad people always have a few good people for them, it is because they once had love for others, so there is no absolute good…woleyou in # r2cornell • 3 yr. ago • 6 min read小小说：对门 Short story: Opposite the doorIn eight years of living in this building, I've never seen the woman across the door. The male owner of the opposite door, surnamed Zou, 46 years old, is a CNC machine tool operator in a state-owned enterprise. Do not like to talk, see people do not say hello, low head, hurry, alone, alone. Every morning at 7:30, he almost went out with me at…woleyou in # r2cornell • 3 yr. ago • 4 min read妈妈那疼痛的心 Mom's aching heartDear, if time could be turned back, I would protect you from injury. I was washing dishes in the kitchen, and my daughter came over with her forehead and said, Mom, my brother pushed me on the stairs, and I'm bleeding. I turned to look at, God, forehead hit a big hole, not angry, quickly take paper towels to cover her wound, call her husband…woleyou in # r2cornell • 3 yr. ago • 6 min read东篱菊 Chrysanthemums under a fence in the eastHardy only Oriental hedge chrysanthemum! The autumn wind rustled, blowing the chrysanthemum of the east hedge, yellow and yellow. I sit in the chrysanthemum cluster, the heart with the autumn wind dance, meaning with the chrysanthemum fragrance. "Picking chrysanthemums under the east hedge, leisurely see the south mountain." The ancients are…woleyou in # r2cornell • 3 yr. ago • 5 min read苦差事——摘花椒 Drudgery -- Picking Sichuan pepperPicking Sichuan pepper is hard work. The peppercorns at home are red. My parents have started to pick Sichuan pepper. I rushed back with my daughter and my sister and the kids to help. My parents planted more than 100 pepper trees in the persimmon garden. This year, we have God's help and good rain. There are more prickly peppers than usual.…woleyou in # r2cornell • 3 yr. ago • 5 min read《隐入尘烟》观后感 "Hidden in the Dust" view"In fact, GUI Ying's ending may be a kind of completion for me, because when she is older, her fate may be more tragic, because you don't know if one day, Lao Fourth also abandoned her?" That's what the director of "Into the Dust" said, and I think it's quite true. Guiying's parents died young, became disabled, incontinent, unable to have…
