Emotional Stories

　How many times, rafting on the rivers of memory; how many times, wandering in the nursery of the mind ...... just to edit down the scene of unforgettable scenes, treasured in the heart.　　I remember, in the days of black and white film, we were looking at the few but precious photos, again and again. The photos are yellowing day by day, while our inner memories and emotions are constantly being evoked. The colors in the depths of those years have become a landscape that never fades in our hearts.　　Emotions are the flowers that are awakened in the memory and bloom silently in the night of the soul.　　However, when did those cherished "drops" in life get diluted in our quick browsing and frequent updates, and those cherished emotions in the past now fall like dust? Technology continues to advance, the era of digital technology has arrived, photos have become more, and our emotions are being lost.　　The progress of technology has indeed brought many conveniences to our life and promoted the continuous development of society. But at the same time, our bodies and minds are getting numb in the fast-paced, high-efficiency life. Shouldn't we pick up the bag of emotions?　　When the poet stood on the sand dike by the sea and raised a glass to look at the moon, singing the sentence "the sea rises to the moon, the sky is the same at this time", the lonely Hong and the sea moon fly together, crimson sentiment, such as a wisp of xiao sound under the moon by the building. The glass of wine is full of blessings and thoughts for friends and is filled with a cup of moonlight, a small sip of which will intoxicate the moon for a thousand years.　　The time is like water, send far away a flatboat. Time is not old, and then a pot of turbid wine, see the river water diffuse like the spring tide.　　The whistling sea breeze of a thousand years, Zhang Jiuling's sea breeze, hovering over the head of the years, sprinkling a light rain like smoke in the dust of history.　　Even though separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, the deep blessings and thoughts can transcend the distance of time and space, and eventually become an intoxicating eternity in cultural history. However, today, although there is fast and convenient delivery, people are less deeply attached, becoming wooden. As a popular saying goes, "The most distant distance in the world is when I'm sitting shoulder to shoulder with you and you're playing with your phone!"　　When the sentiment of "The people of the past have taken the yellow crane to go, the place is empty of the yellow crane tower" has nothing to hide under the forced view of the colorful neon; when the bright and pleasant "two orioles singing in the green willow, a line of egrets on the green sky" is thrown to the sky by the boisterous sound of people; when When the deep emotion of "Nian go, a thousand miles of smoke and waves" is covered up by the sound of steamer whistles into inaudible sighs ...... people have lost their emotions, self, and soul in their busy lives.　　Let us pick up the emotional bag, to quietly listen to the footsteps of time from the flood, so that life's precious drops in the mind stretched into a warm scroll, so that life is filled with layers of upwelling touch.　　The former dust and shadows, long mountains, and distant waters, along with the precious memories, are not a few photos can carry all. What we need more is the distant thoughts of the mind and the cleansing of emotions!