She, I

After breaking away from childhood and rushing to the adult world in a hurry, the memory of childhood became more and more vivid, even the beating, tears and loneliness that no one knew at that time, you can tell people around you again and again with a smile. I remember that when I was a child, I liked to throw firecrackers during the Spring Festival, although I was scolded every year. At that time, I didn’t understand why adults didn’t like us to set off firecrackers, saying that it was too noisy, I am one by one, only one sound at a time; Saying that it was too loud, how could there be a silent artillery battle; he said it would hurt people. I am not a bad guy. I will get out of the way when people come. This is clearly that adults deliberately find fault. Now I think I was really angry and ridiculous at that time. Children are always noisy and lovely. For example, this downstairs is shouting his name towards a family upstairs at the top of his voice. It turns out that the fixed sentence patterns, such as playing in XX and coming down in XX, have been used till now. I remember that when there were many people in the past, we all shouted by division of labor. She would not care about making any noise, nor would she expect to call others to come down. Even if they lived on the first floor, they would not go in and knock at the door. They all grabbed the window and looked inside while calling, anyway, there is only one way of communication. My purpose was very simple. She wanted to have fun in the bombardment. Obviously, she wanted to call the one upstairs down. Then why can’t I find someone to shout like him now? Why don’t I dare to fire now? Is it really because it is impolite to quarrel with others? Or is it because I have carried too much and lost my true courage? Children always feel that the world of adults cannot be understood, because adults are too rational and complicated. Children’s purity and kindness always quarrel with them. Their hearts are so quiet that they are too sensitive to tolerate any noise. Every time I saw a group of children running past me with fun and pushing, I couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed. I miss myself, who was also unknown in those years, but I couldn’t take off my high heels and throw away my leather bag to join them and run with them. Children, can you know how beautiful you are? If you smile, the sun will shine! Like (prose editor: prose online) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Fellow

The first time I met fellow villagers was in the hospital. That time, I went to Qing doctor to see a doctor because of my discomfort, and the doctor was in neurology department. I just lowered my head and told the doctor about my illness, but didn’t notice that it was my fellow villager standing behind me who was teasing my little daughter who was sitting in the baby carriage. The doctor prescribed the medicine. I bowed my head and hurried out of the doctor’s office with my husband to get the medicine. I didn’t even look at my fellow villager. A few days later, I took my little daughter to the opposite time Garden community to play. Walking, I saw a cleaning woman coming towards me. Fellow, Hello! She said. Hello! I answered casually. However, I felt puzzled. I have just arrived here, where can I know a fellow villager! I was wondering, so he said: We met each other. In Qing doctor, you and I happened to see a doctor in the same department. When I heard that your accent was similar to mine, I knew we were fellow townsmen. Later, I heard you told the doctor that you lived in impression Jiangnan and were from Yuncheng city, and I was even more sure. My family also lives in impression Jiangnan. You just came here this year. I have never seen you before. I am from Jining and came here last year. If you have anything to do in the future, just come to me. I am more familiar with the situation here than you. She said enthusiastically. Jining, not far from our Yuncheng city, was almost bound by each other. I noticed her accent, which was not worse than mine. There was a good song. When the fellow-townsman saw the fellow-townsman, his eyes were full of tears. Seeing the fellow villager, he felt really kind, so he talked with her. It turned out that she worked in a spinning mill in her hometown. She had a daughter whose husband worked in Binzhou. They bought a house in Binzhou for her daughter to go to school, the fellow villager found a cleaning job, which was also convenient to pick up her daughter. I am responsible for cleaning this place every day, and I am not tired. She lifted the broom in her hand. As expected, I could see that the surrounding ground was very clean, and even a leaf could not be found. It should be said that she is a very competent cleaning staff. Since then, there have been more meetings with fellow villagers. Every time, we have to talk a few words. Her daughter and my daughter also became good friends. Fellow villagers are very sincere and honest. My daughter was playing in her house, so it was time to have lunch. Seeing that she was playing in her house and hadn’t come back, she was ready to call her to go home. However, the fellow villager called to say that he wouldn’t let her go, let her eat at her house! There is everything at home, ready-made, no need to prepare specially. Seeing her so enthusiastic, I agreed. My daughter came back and said to me: aunt treated her very well. She put all the delicious food into her bowl, and she couldn’t eat any more in her belly. Fellow villagers are not only hospitable, but also will send something delicious. A little prawns, a little corn flour brought back from her hometown, a little peanuts given by others and a little pancakes steamed by herself would all come down from her home on the sixth floor and then be sent to my home on the sixth floor. She often said to me: if you have anything to do, just say it. If I can help, we are fellow villagers, just relatives. You don’t have to mind. The simple and sincere words often moved me a lot. Once, my little daughter had a fever in the middle of the night. Four of us went to the hospital to infuse her little daughter. Later, when the fellow villagers knew about it, they kept complaining why I didn’t call her and let her go to her house to sleep, so late, let the child suffer too. I know that the complaints of fellow villagers come from the heart. There was really no big event between me and my fellow villagers. However, I know that true feelings are often reflected in these trivial matters. I can’t help thinking of that song again: when the fellow-townsman sees the fellow-townsman, his eyes are full of tears Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

My home

No. 20, Mingluo second Lane, Mountain City, is my new residence and my home. I said it’s home, but I don’t live here often. I only live here for less than two months every year. Although he lived for a short time, he had some feelings for him as a family. Lane, as its name implies, is a small corridor. The road is not wide and turns around. The Road is muddy, which makes it difficult to walk, especially on rainy days. On the last street, walking on the muddy road, the feet are covered with mud, the trouser legs are also covered with mud ideas, and the upper clothes will also be involved. There was also a slippery road. When I walked at night, I accidentally stepped into the water. The shoes were soaked naturally and almost fell down several times. Most roads in the mountain city have been hardened, but Mingluo Lane is just getting worse and worse. I have lived in it for several years, and there is no sign of transformation in that place. So I doubted in my heart: did the community forget the existence of this road, did the transformation of roadways not be included in the government’s plan, and did officials still not know that they were part of the mountain city? You know, the roads between many villages and alleys have been hardened now! This must be the county! I lived here in the primary election. Firstly, the house price here was cheap; Secondly, it was back to the mountain and facing the mountain, especially the trees and scenery on the mountain, which was remote from the main traffic routes, it is relatively quiet, and this kind of environment is just suitable for my quiet and happy character. I know the precious land with my eyes. This residential building is not luxurious, not to mention an ideal beautiful residence. There is an open land in front of Haowei’s door with bright light, cool in summer and warm in winter, I like it very much! But after I lived in it, I gradually realized its disadvantages. In front of the open land, another building was erected the next year. The sunshine was blocked and the wind was also blocked. In particular, there was a coal factory and a pig farm behind the building, which was even more troublesome. Especially in summer, when the window was opened, the coal ash was blown into a layer in a few days, which was extremely unsanitary. Dozens of pigs were raised in the pig farm. At night, the pigs were crying and buzzing, which made me unable to sleep for several nights. The smell was unpleasant and a gust of wind blew, you can smell a smell of sour pig shit all over the house. Sometimes it is strong and disgusting. The living room is safe, and all the disadvantages can be abandoned without mentioning. Fortunately, I have worked for decades, eating and using, and finally I have my own residence. Although I don’t live often, because of my work, I have lived in a house in a rural unit for a long time, which is also a building, but it can’t be counted as my real home, but only as my temporary residence. I love mountain city, and I feel comfortable and comfortable when I live in it. Every morning, I got up very early, walked through the narrow alley, crossed the overpass across the road, came to the junction of Changzheng Road and Xinghua Road, and came to the place called Golden Triangle, buying back the vegetables needed on that day from the vegetable farmers in the street stalls, every time when buying vegetables, of course, there is no need to bargain, haggling over for one or two scales and a few cents, then I brought a few yuan breakfast [steamed bread and pancakes], and then came back with two bowls of bean juice. This kind of life could not be more simple. After having breakfast and having nothing to do, I read my composition before I put it on the table, and occasionally I went to the streets and supermarkets to buy some daily necessities; Occasionally I went to the bookstore to read books, I bought two or three books for those who met good-looking ones; Occasionally I went to the county library to read books for half a day and take reading notes; Occasionally I went to the internet cafe to surf the internet for some spare time; occasionally, I also went to mahjong hall to play mahjong to adjust my fatigue mood caused by writing. However, relatives and friends don’t often go there, because it is necessary to trouble and disturb others when walking. Most of the time, I still stay at home. At dusk, I took my wife to the cemetery square and riverside square for a walk. The night in the mountain city was brightly lit and colorful, and the neon lights were flashing, contemptuous and psychedelic. The sunset glow in the West has not completely faded. People who came to the square for a walk, dancing and playing badminton have flocked in an endless stream. This quiet and bustling night in the mountain city, this elegant and gorgeous night in the mountain city, makes me quiet, intoxicates me, and attracts my incomparable attachment. It was late at night, people dispersed, went back to my residence and the place called Mingluo Lane, then I entered another situation, and my whole body and mind were immersed in words. The book, accompanied me to the depth of the night step by step. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Love war, earthly chaotic

In the past two days, I saw the Condor Hero again (hereinafter referred to as A). The feeling is different from seeing the sound of the Horse (B) The Dragon and the eight parts (C). Generally speaking, I didn’t rush to see these movies again. I didn’t rush when I saw B again. I only saw Level 10 and didn’t see it. Because of the triangle relationship, I was confused. A didn’t rush, after reading. C didn’t rush, and thought for A long time after watching A. Why can I naturally watch A and C instead of B? The general reason is as follows: from the perspective of difficult hero, the main character in A has A clear purpose that Yang Guo wants to live with his aunt forever. In B, Kou Yingjie should not have an obvious purpose. C purpose is also clear to Qiao Feng, for the world. Duan Yu said that the girl he liked was the only one and clear, but still ranked first in the world. From ancient to modern times, men are either the first country, or the first beauty. But you have to be clear and direct. In A, Yang Guo fell in love with his aunt (in fact, his aunt was younger than him, and there was no blood relationship between them). Although he was not allowed by the secular world, he dared to be direct, obvious and resolute, love for sure. In C, Qiao Feng didn’t have too many female relationships, but he always took the country as his ideal, unchanged and firm. Although Duan Yu had many girls who liked him, the girl he liked was the only one, and he still expressed clearly and directly, and he would refuse directly and firmly when needed. B is not very good. Kou Yingjie, you said he was moving for the country, but you didn’t see him abandoning women for the country. You said he was a woman, but he didn’t see him directly, definitely, obviously rejecting another girl for the woman in love. Personally, I don’t like watching B’s type TV series the most. For example, there are wind and cloud. If a man abandons or rejects girls one after another for the sake of the country, I think someone may think he is wrong, but he will never think he is wrong. It should be the same for a man to abandon the country and other girls for a woman (not in troubled times). The last type of movie I want to watch is the type of entanglement and entanglement. No matter whether the ending of the movie is tragedy or success, the tragedy of tangled love and entanglement is worthless. For example, the heroine is loved by two boys at the same time, while she likes one and loves the other. But she refused the one she liked directly, clearly and definitely. The ending must be tragic and worthless. For example situation. If the hero is like this, the result is the same without value, such as B. Personally speaking, Fengyun and Yunyun are both excellent. It is also possible that I will like a girl at the same time, and there is nothing wrong with it. There is a plot that the wind and cloud duel with each other. Is this valuable? Some tragedies are created by the times and there is no way, and tragedies can only be helpless. Some tragedies are man-made (they cannot be controlled by themselves). To put it simply, if there is someone drowning in the river, your water is generally high, do you want to go down to save? (There is no one around, you are a very good ordinary person, who doesn’t know what kind of drowning person is), if you say you go down to save, then it is wrong. No matter what the ending is, your starting point is wrong. In a simple explanation, you are an ordinary person, and there will probably be these four endings: 1 he was saved, and so did you. 2 he was rescued, but you didn’t come up. 3 he didn’t come up, you came up. 4 he didn’t come up, neither did you. Back to the question just now, for example, the girl in the storm, as long as she firmly, definitely and explicitly refuses one, there will be no such tragedy. That tragedy is man-made and has no value. Here we can give an opposite example, such as Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. The same two boys like Zhu Yingtai. But Zhu Yingtai refused one directly and definitely. The final tragedy cannot be controlled. Their tragedy is valuable. After reading the Condor Heroes, I thought that there was a reason why classics were classics. The so-called chivalrous people do valuable things. Even if you want to bleed, you have to sacrifice. I have been thinking for a long time, is the TV series getting worse and worse, or am I becoming more and more numb to things when I grow up? There are tragedies everywhere in this world, especially in the relationship. I don’t know what a movie or a work should express to be a classic, but I know that a classic must express something, and firmly, definitely, clearly pursue and pay. Li Shangyin’s poems are very chaotic, but personally I think they are very classic. For example zither. Although he didn’t express anything clearly, people who read those poems always felt something, and it was affirmative and clear. Personally, when I read that poem, I feel my ideal. No matter what you feel, I think you should definitely and clearly feel it. Value has no size, but whether value exists or not. In this world, it is too chaotic. For some things, others cannot feel why you are, but others can feel whether you are sure of why. The world was so chaotic that she gave him a lifetime carelessly. Not determined to leave, not sure to go. What else could be left to me except for the pain of love and worry. I don’t know why I am sink here, and I don’t even know why I am sink here firmly for something. Maybe we should find something. I am writing here tonight as always, because I am sure about writing things. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Girl’s theory of evolution (literature monthly)

The night swept the whole Wuhan. The black fear bit my heart like an ant. The neon lights showed off her luxury to the world enchantedly, the city was so prosperous that it was almost an illusion. Thousands of houses were brightly lit, but I couldn’t find where my heart belonged. Zhang Ailing said that life was a gorgeous robe full of lice. I haven’t put on that beautiful cheongsam yet, but my body and mind are bitten by lice like worldly fetters. Facing myself in the mirror, I raised the corners of my mouth exaggeratedly and wore a few smiles, but the forced smile was so stiff, like the weathered witch fossil thousands of years ago, full of ferocious eyes, covered with sorrow. In this way, I was heartless, regardless of it, two or ten years passed between my fingers. In this way, when I grew up without any warning, I was still a child. Messy hair, silly eyes, black face, wandering in wild ducks, fighting with insects, fishes, birds and beasts endlessly. The children of that year didn’t know what beauty was. They only knew that it would be terrible for their mother to go back with mud; The children of that year didn’t know their gender, I only knew that when I was in a hurry, I would rush to the left side which was told by the teacher; The child of that year didn’t know that the mouse was the public enemy of human beings, I only know that every time when my parents are not careful, they will take the little kids with pink flesh back to their own nest to keep warm together; The children of that year, I don’t know whether there is any difference between male and female. I only know who bully me. Liu will punch him. At last, with the torn new schoolbag on his back, his hair which had just fought bravely, he went home with barefoot angrily, and the afterglow hit the child’s eyes, the setting sun pulled the back to a long month. I still don’t understand what love is. Physiologists all say that girls will be a few years earlier than boys, and I am just an exception. When I was in junior high school, I wore my long hair and my favorite pleated skirt awkwardly, facing the sunrise, riding a bicycle in the breeze and shuttling back and forth on the rich Lin Yin path, the skirt was dancing in the wind, the eaves, the river and the whole world were going backwards, and finally disappeared at the end of time. I will neglect my good friends foolishly, just because I can’t tell whether it is a joke or a serious one. I like that you will graffiti the desks with colored pens of various colors, only in this way can the nonsense of those hateful people be covered; He will stare straight at a boy with good grades until he is flushed, but he does not know where the enchanting color comes from. Until one day, in the summer, I looked back inadvertently and remembered the smiling face that could blossom. At this moment, I couldn’t distinguish friendship from love. High school life was busy and full. In the most bitter years, I met my most sincere friendship. There are such a group of friends who always cast a shoulder when you need to rely on, always when you cry, tears gather together, always when you are hard to decide, clarify all the tangled curves. But I with Blurred eyes can’t distinguish the boundary between friendship and love. Love will make you cry, while friendship will wipe away your tears. Is there a simple friendship between boys and girls? Time, you make me believe that it is OK. At that moment, I haven’t learned to love yet. The life in college is very colorful. One year flies very fast. I have also experienced the torture of kinship, friendship and love in turn, the departure of relatives, the betrayal of friends and the breaking of love, they all tortured me. They taught me how to love, but they didn’t love me any more. I had to clean up the mess left, and the wound I cut was only licked by myself. Finally, young girls learned to grow up that year, that month, that moment, young girls were evolving Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Garden perception

There is always an unchanging law in the world, and the multiplying generations of new lives finally have their own destination after being washed by time. This kind of destination is really hard to avoid, but the traces left are intriguing. Zhou Wei came to the park for a walk with his friends in his spare time. The breath of spring had already blown to the world where he was competing to survive. Looking at the green buds in the struggle, he hurried away without some sentimental time, looking at the shy pink flowers, I don’t miss the time when I was seventeen or eighteen years old. I kept walking, watching and sighing with emotion. The sigh made this spring seem to be burdened. A gust of wind interrupted all my thoughts. The wooden chair in front seemed to wave to me and you were tired, take a rest. Don’t let your emotions affect your new life. So I calmed down and wanted to get some comfort. The busy ant colony rushed to reserve food for winter. I saw these little lives that could not withstand the wind and rain, without showing sympathy, so I broke up the snacks I carried with me and threw them on the ground. I said to them, “You are so busy day by day, just in order not to starve to death, every day, don’t you have your own ideal? Don’t you feel boring repeating one thing? Besides, your life is so fragile that it will disappear inadvertently. Why don’t you seek other ways to survive? Thinking about asking like this, I didn’t expect to get the answer, but Ant Colony ignored what I said and continued to look for it, as if telling me that we have our lifestyle, the survival value of a person does not lie in the position he is in. It does not mean that he does not have his own ideal every day. We regard the constant busyness as the flavoring agent of life. Although life is fragile, but the family of solidarity and mutual help makes our hearts warm. As for the future, we can’t control it. Living the present is our way of survival. Cherishing the present is to have the future! Apart from being shocked, I began to admire these ants, but it was just admiration. I didn’t think much about it …… I took back my sympathy just now, I turned my eyes to the small fish in the lake who were playing wildly. There was no smile on the corners of my mouth. I thought they were so cute in my shallow Consciousness. At this time, a little boy who was protected by his parents walked to the lake with a small fishing net, I turned to the small fish group unceremoniously. I frowned and murmured the little boy secretly in my heart. I also began to sympathize with these small fish. I couldn’t help asking such a short happiness but imprisoned you for the whole life, worth it? The little fish shook its tail as if talking about Zifei fish. How can you know the joy of fish? Our life is free. Even if the ending is not good, it is the life we choose. Our life does not need to be too long, as long as it is wonderful. Once again, the chaotic thinking was washed out unconditionally …… standing up and strolling, there were always brilliant images in my mind, and the tangled things in my heart were also put down bit by bit, finally suddenly enlightened, it turns out that all the troubles are exerted by oneself, and all the pressures are caused by oneself being too greedy. In fact, one’s life is very short, and blindly demanding will only put oneself in a situation beyond redemption, why! Everything in the world has its law of development. There is no need to force anyone to live in any way, and there is no need to sympathize with others or seek others’ sympathy. Everyone has his own way of life, don’t envy or comment on others’ lifestyle casually. Just follow your heart. All of a sudden, everything in front of me became beautiful. I looked up to the sun on which everything depends on, exclaiming that my own brilliance was launched by myself! I understand …… (Remarks: The full text sets off the theme of the full text in personification and cherishes the present) Like (prose editor: prose online) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Memory in winter

When I was very young, it probably meant that I hadn’t arrived in Tianjin yet? At that time, it seemed that I didn’t have a deep impression of winter, but only a memory was that my parents left me for Tianjin with my younger sister. My second aunt lied to me that they took my younger sister out to work, I will buy delicious food for me when I come back. It was this sentence that made me no longer sad. I don’t remember when I went back to my hometown to pick me up and live with them. Another memory before primary school was the green car that took me to Tianjin, but it seemed to be my own memory, according to my mother, at that time, we didn’t take the train when we came to Tianjin. But I clearly remember that the red, green and green street lamp when I got off the train was the first time I saw the colorful lamp. The deepest impression of winter in the primary school age was: the old pine trees in front of the classroom of the preschool class, which were often described as frontier soldiers by teachers, were extremely tall and would be more beautiful when it snowed. When I was in primary school, when my family just came to Tianjin to take root, there was nothing and the condition was quite poor, but my parents tried their best to give us what they thought was the best. When I was young, there was a stove in the classroom. Unfortunately, I didn’t sit next to the stove, so I kept stamping my feet in every class. In fact, it was just for heating. Once the sound of stamping my feet was a little loud, but the teacher also said that, but after saying that, I could see that she also sympathized with me. The husband of that teacher was the principal of our primary school. I passed away a few years after I graduated from primary school. She was very nice. Later, I went to see that teacher. She moved, and the head portrait of Chairman Mao was painted on the wall of the yard. Now the house has been demolished and disappeared, but my memory is still in my mind, now I can remember clearly that there are also desks and benches in that room. A classmate told me that the yard used to be an old house of primary school, where many talents were cultivated, blink ten years. When I was in middle school, what impressed me most about winter was the yellow land playground without any covering. Since the green land was desertification, dust would be raised every time when the wind blew on the playground, and the blowing people couldn’t open their eyes. The snow in winter is naturally the most beautiful time, but we playful children don’t like it, because the snow melts, and the rest will be a piece of mud pulp, the teacher also forbade us to go to the playground again, which would make the corridor in the teaching building very dirty. When I was in middle school, there was no heating in the classroom. Every student had to set the stove on the morning of the day on duty. Every time when I was on duty, I would go to school early and bring the firewood I had chopped at home, that would be faster, and later classmates would be very warm. Some local children have heating in their homes and can’t use the stove at all. Teachers see that the students on duty fail to fulfill their responsibilities. Sometimes they will get angry and don’t allow them to light in class. They are afraid that the smoke will Chok us from giving classes, in that case, the joints of fingers will be frozen red, even unable to hold the pen. I don’t know how to get through such a life for three years. (Math teachers and PE teachers in middle school are couples. When it snows, they will come to teach us on foot from far away places, because buses are not direct and it is not safe to ride bicycles. They walked together without holding hands, one after another, but we all knew that they were very happy. At that time, their son was going to go to college. Ten years have passed, I don’t know whether my teacher is good or not.) When I was in high school, what impressed me most about winter was that everyone had holidays. When our league secretary went to school to sweep snow before school. Everyone who didn’t meet each other in a winter vacation had something to say and would wear new clothes for the new year, even if they used to do hygiene. I remember that one year a pair of sports pants with red and black was popular. After school, half of the 10 people would wear clothes of that style. The tapered pants are very beautiful, very stylish. The university only stayed on campus for less than 2 years. The deepest impression of snow was December 20, 2008, which I clearly remembered. That day, after school, the sky began to slowly falling snow, later under the more, the greater preppy in almost where where are people, all in snowball fights, a snowman, our dormitory 6 personal also came out, it is tightly wrapped. It seemed that I could still hear the playful sound; It seemed that I could still see the smiling face. Just in 2009, everyone went their own ways. Now they are all in contact, but they seldom contact each other. They are all very busy at work, and they also have their own life circle and entertainment circle. The internship started at the end of 2009. The snow in early 2010 froze many people. I remember 09 end in bus stop and colleagues waiting on cold can’t stand, she also asked my word: you IS grew up in Tianjin? Isn’t it so cold every year? What do you think you seem unaccustomed? Yes, it was really cold that year, and the cold people felt cold. I only worked for 2 months in the first work unit that my teacher found. I reported for inspection, which was opposite to my major. Later, I was dismissed for some reasons. Now I feel a little regretful, but I came here, I can only think about it later. I can’t do anything else, and I don’t want to do anything. From first internship units resignation, I voted online resume, many companies call me, finally I selected 2 Home, decision past Interview, a real estate company, the other is a grain and oil company that I have worked for one and a half years. The snow in January 2010 was really heavy. The bus on the road seemed to be walking, and the taxi was almost motionless. On the day I went to the real estate company for an interview, there were a lot of people at the bus station, but I was the only one who got on the bus at last. At that time, my feet were so cold that I felt that they were going to fall off, because I want to keep my promise, because I want him to know that the children of Binhai College are also qualified and honest. When I arrived at the bottom of that building, I met an aunt. She asked me: is the child cold or not? Why do you come out in heavy snow? I said: aunt, I am not cold, I am very happy, I can come out under heavy snow to meet the interview. Aunt said, oh, are you here for an interview? Good boy, such a heavy snow still comes out, but it also trains people. When aunt joined the Army in Harbin, the snow was much heavier than this. We still traveled every night. Yes, I am still very young, no difficulty is difficult. As long as I work hard, I can do anything. I was happy for myself that day. Then I went to the grain and oil company for an interview. I was extremely anxious because of the traffic jam. I thought that when I arrived at the company, the manager of the interview would praise my endurance, however, when I explained to him that it was because the snow day was late, he told me that everything was just a reason. I don’t complain, I like it! In nearly a year and a half, I have learned a lot and made many friends strong. The happiest thing is to gain something. This winter should be spent in shanghai. I don’t know whether it will snow or not, and whether the snow will be as thick as TIANJIN. I am looking forward to it. Like (prose editor: yuiran) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

There is an agreement that the deadline is a lifetime.

There is a kind of feeling called mutual help and mutual dependence; There is a kind of tacit understanding called Never abandon, never leave, forever. —— Dedicated to the lovers who finally get married and grow old in vain. The distant bell echoed in the rain, and we listened hand in hand under the eaves; We imagined that the wedding in the church was held to bless us; all the way from muddy to beautiful scenery, I am used to finding courage in each other’s eyes; I am so tired that I always want to kiss you, so that I can forget the hardship of love. A romantic wedding, a love appointment, how many people have been touched. There is an agreement that the deadline is a lifetime. There is a kind of companionship, time is forever. Since ancient times, people have been accustomed to using mandarin ducks and couplets to compare love loyalty. There is such a record in “Han’s wife” in Volume 11 of “soushenji” of Jin Ganbao: In ancient times, there was a doctor named Han in Song Dynasty, his wife is beautiful, and Song Kang won it. Blame, Wang prisoner. Then suicide. My wife is decaying her clothes. Wang Hezhi stepped on the stage, threw himself into the stage, took it from left to right, and died of being overdressed. The posthumous note said: I would like to return the corpse to Han and bury it together. Wang wrath made the buried two tombs opposite to each other. After staying, suddenly there were catalpa trees on the two tombs, the roots were handed down, the branches were connected to them, there were birds like mandarin ducks, one male and one female, the trees perched on the trees, and the sound was moving at dusk. The touching story lies in the life and death of the hero and heroine. I have made an appointment for this life and the afterlife. Imagine today’s high-pace life, high-tech wedding, high-digit divorce rate, what’s wrong with today’s people, and regard marriage as a joke. Where is your love in the prosperous world and today’s materialistic world? After thousands of years, you still like to recite Peacock flying southeast. After thousands of mountains and rivers, you still want to listen to Butterfly Lovers. We once looked up to the heaven and kept asking: The ancient farming economy gave birth to mutual help, but today’s civilization makes us unable to find the exit of emotion. Is the emotional world of modern people like an oasis in the desert, under the invasion of desert, is it going to dry up continuously? The flashy world and restless heart can only be slightly calm when the night comes. When I turned on the computer, I saw a literary friend whose pen name was red peach 10, who wrote the story that he was seriously injured and hospitalized, and his wife took pains and was not afraid of dirty days and nights. I was deeply shocked. It turns out that today or someday, stories of loyalty are on stage, but we are often blinded by more floating dust. Just polish your eyes with simplicity to discover the beautiful and moving side of the world. There is a kind of love, and there can always be a kind of emotion. It is the great love that polishes your eyes endlessly to discover the eternal true feelings. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

I know, I still lost to myself

The new year hasn’t arrived yet. I think I can say I’m 20 confidently. I just escaped from Chengdu, which had a livid face all year round. Before that, I knew nothing about subtropical climate except the rigid definition in books. When I was forced to face the huge city alone, I was surprised to find that a place could be both desolate and beautiful, and the two could live in peace day and night, maintaining a proper balance. I remembered that when I was in high school, I stuck my nose tightly on the window glass when the sandstorm was coming, and the sound of silence drove straight into my internal organs. That was me, A child who grows up in a northern city has the only reverence for nature. I didn’t mention to anyone that my dream had been traveling around the world before that, but the world I was eager to conquer was conquered by fear before I started, just like life. Probably from that time, I clearly knew that there must be something that was difficult to describe accurately in words but occupied most of my space in my life, entangled with me and fought with me, grow up with me and be deserted with me. Later, I remembered that it had a short name, called incapability. He is my short dream. But now I suddenly realize that his appearance itself is just like a large-scale exam, which is of great significance and far-reaching influence. Once I miss it, I can’t make up for it. Yes, maybe I have the decision-making power to participate for the second time, but the person who reappeared in that examination room became a stranger with fresh face. In fact, he himself is a kind of powerless in my life. When I wrote these words, I didn’t have any emotional fluctuations or derogatory meanings, and I just talked about things on the basis of facts. Finally, I passed by the collapsed disappointment calmly. I forgot to say that the expressionless acceptance of reality has become a common part of my life now. Sometimes I am unwilling to think why God makes me live so tired. Why is there always such a sword in my heart, which pokes at the most obvious place day after day, no matter how hard I try to hide it, or someone will find it? I ran to me in fear and hurriedly tried to cover my sins, but at this moment I accidentally stabbed someone. People passing by pointed at the knife in my hand and said, “it turned out to be a clumsy murder like deliberate murder. Every time at this moment, I want to raise my head and look at the sky, and I want to stay alone. Somewhere in my heart is extremely eager for peace and clarity, and I sincerely refuse to defend myself, I didn’t expect that they had completely different speculations. See, default. Why, why can even my accusation be so natural? I think I have passed that vigorous age, and I am not kidding. Just like the morning after finishing the exam, the sunshine came in slanting from the glass window, and countless dust struggled in the light. I lay on the sofa with tears. I asked my mother, why is my life so difficult? Mom carefully avoided her face. She knew that no matter how hard I tried, I still had to endure the bitterness of no progress in my grades. Later stories taught me that the pain which was so tiny to fleeting was not even a comma compared with the real pain which was coming. But I still regard it as the foreshadowing of my transformation into another kind of life. I knew it would tell a big thing once it turned around. I waited quietly. The narrow road in the world was born for sin. Is despair. What I said is not exaggerated at all. My new life is despair. Although sometimes I could laugh happily, nothing could stop the despair that came one after another in the dead of night. There are many thin strings in my body. The cold wind blows in, or the tornado in my heart bumps slightly, even if what brings it is just a slight shiver, it is enough to make me feel sad. I have to reject a series of new faces, even those who pursue vigorous nominally, a series of shocks that may burst out, and maintain the neurotic balance that only I can feel. Forgive me. I have to do this. I am really at a loss. I really have no choice. I can no longer allow anyone to go through fire and water for me in this difficult world, because I am not worthy. I looked at myself in the pale mirror and said, “My family is going to practice meditation. Without the comments from the audience, I laughed forward and backward. The real sense of shock made me angry and shy. Indeed, I just read two pages and fell asleep without any hesitation. When the will was crushed into the last fragment, I knew that I actually liked this not very clean world. Even if there were so many thick and clear stains lying under my feet, I still liked it. Maybe it is because of its crude and impure that I am so fascinated. I have told many people that what can make me try my best to love is something bad. I am such a person who knows clearly that something is wrong while silently allowing myself to do so. Hopeless. I used to tell myself that you seem to be old. In a flash, the next sentence must be, fuck you, my mother is beautiful. Now I tell myself that I am old. Then a voice answered me, “If you can’t do it, surrender, no matter what, surrender. When everything is completely killed by other new things, you will be liberated. You have already seen through the essence of your life. Admit it, it is barren. I’m so tired. Although I don’t know why you still don’t show up, I’m really tired. I promise you that I will learn to be brave and strong, but I still hope that you can come across my most embarrassing and unrecognizable appearance, because only in that way can I refuse all affections and know, you are different from others from the beginning. Like (prose editor: yuiran) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Thoughts Miscellaneous fly

I opened my favorite diary, and there was no trace of words on the blank paper. Suddenly, the inner feeling was that some important memory was lost. But when writing, I don’t know how to record it. Those words become unfamiliar and the words become stiff. I don’t know why this inexplicable feeling occurs? I am an ordinary person, like many people, a migrant worker who worked at the highest level in the factory. In 2004, with a dream, he was full of lofty sentiments and stayed away from his homeland and relatives, wandering in a foreign land, I came to this bustling city to draw my own blueprint. 3.1 line of life, today repeat yesterday’s trajectory, the same operation every day, the sound of the machine has become the Symphony of our migrant workers, the dusty working environment is my second home. Youth and beauty are ruthlessly plundered on the assembly line and production line, leaving us only an inconspicuous salary. People become numb and dull with shame, and lose their longing and pursuit for dreams. The young man who was once full of passion and passion was no longer in the sunshine, but more in the embarrassment and helplessness of life! I am a person who is so sad that he always loves Li Qingzhao’s graceful and restrained style, so my words are always mixed with some sadness and desolation. I love writing and I like to swim in the ocean of writing. I like flying in the sky of words. I like to fill my inner emptiness with words. I like to vent my emotions with words. In the words, there is a true platform of my heart and my yearning for pursuing beautiful things! I am a person who likes to recall the past, and he likes to record every bit of life and every footprint on the journey of life with words. When it comes to the year of Wei, you may giggle or be sad when you open the record you left and trace the memory of the past. But for me, it also gave me the most valuable spiritual sustenance and eternal history in my later years. The night in the city is very beautiful! Gorgeous very busy! The traffic was crowded with people, and the voice was full of people, but I was lonely. A person hesitates in a rented house of less than ten square meters. In this limited space, there is no machine rumbling, no noise, no supercilious eyes, no blame, no intrigue, for me, this is also the only pure land that is given to me in this city, and the harbor where my heart is cherished. Here, I can look up at the ceiling and giggle blankly; Here, I can cry willingly; Here, I can have fantastic fantasies, here, loneliness and loneliness accompany me twice; Here, I don’t need to hide or disguise; Here, no one pays attention to me, no one cares about me; Here,. A person quietly leaned against the corner of the wall and fell down. The Cold Wall was the same as my heart, without some warm breath. Accidentally, I turned on the radio in my mobile phone and listened to “the cloud of hometown” hosted by Guangdong radio station’s colorful 1043 Jiangnan, resonating with the master in the story and enjoying it freely. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…