Seven Year Itch

If a man had this idea for a long time, I think he would be very happy to say: that’s really great. I have been scruple about your feelings. Since you have proposed it, it’s really great. Thank you, I am finally liberated! But what if he still loves her? A friend of mine asked me. After thinking for a long time, six words suddenly popped up in my mind, which were strange, distant and vicissitudes. Then my body seemed to be splashed with a basin of cold water, trembling and trembling. Some people say that both men and women have to go through the test of seven-year itch in love, and then the love can last for a long time. What is the concept of seven years? There are only about ten seven years in life. If one is abandoned for seven years, isn’t it the same as one less than ten fingers? I can’t imagine how painful it is. What was more funny was that my friend’s girlfriend actually said that she still couldn’t stand his sloppy, but I suddenly got inspiration and wanted to write an article titled: sloppy dragged down our love. Try to think about it, now after 90 s, after the flashy house and flashy marriage, is it also sloppy or does it break up the marriage without cooking or washing clothes? Some people say that a woman’s mind is just like the stars in the sky, which is always incomprehensible and always has an endless heart; While a man is relatively simple, grasping the principles and the general direction, and the specific things will let nature take its course. This is nature! Of course, there are also times when yin and yang are reversed. For example, my eldest uncle likes to worry more than my eldest aunt, so my lover always likes to use my uncle as my measurement, therefore, I was always a little short as he measured me, and I was always miserable. Our marriage also has a red light. I am just grasping the principle of being a man. In fact, for a family, everyone is giving, which is just a relationship between more and less will and less will. Giving is selfless. If there is something private, the more you must pay, the more you will get, such as love for children. I remember I read a fairy tale when I was young. I raised a lion by myself. The lion was raised since I was a child. It has been kept for seven years. The relationship between people and Lions has always been very good. They ate and slept together, but one night, the lion suddenly became very animal. It unexpectedly ate the owner who had domesticated it for seven years. I think people may have a beast sometimes. Why do we have to wait seven years after breaking up? Isn’t this a stab? I suggest that friend break the path effect of marriage decisively, just like Mr. Wu Qingshui in the years, it is not a pity to find true love even before his death! Suggest him to do the same to that cruel woman = say: that’s really great. I have been scruple about your feelings. Since you have proposed it, that’s really great. Thank you, I am finally liberated! Then I burst into laughter and walked away, how free and easy it was! Come clean, don’t take away a piece of goose feather! 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…

Tour, let fish

In our office, except for the three of us, the director, teacher Song and me, if we want to find more vitality, it will be a few ordinary flowers and plants. Among the several pots of flowers and plants, if you really want to find a pot that can be called valuable, it will be the director’s June snow. It is said that the director of this potted flower has been kept for eight years, and I appreciate its name very much. The snow in June is extraordinary, pure and elegant, and the snow flies in June to cool in the heat, which is no less than the cold winter to send charcoal in the snow! It was a pity that the word “name is not attached to the truth” jumped in my mind when I saw the appearance of this pot of flowers: short plants, dishevelled twigs, fine leaves mixed with yellow and green, and I have never seen it bloom. What is the snow in June? It looks like a haggard sick woman, certainly not Xi Shi. Such a few plants, a table of documents and chores, the howling of the phone, the constant coming and going, and the door opening and closing, all formed my office environment. Every day is like this, and every month is similar. One day, as soon as I stepped into the office, I found a leisurely side in this mess: there was a small glass fish tank on the top of the cupboard beside my seat, and two goldfish were swimming leisurely. After asking, I realized that it was the teaching aids in Mr. Song’s studio. Considering that the studio was inaccessible, I moved these two little lives to the bustling office. The corner of the cabinet is too high, which makes people uncomfortable. How can this leisure be wasted. I carefully held down the fish tank and put it on the first gear of the cupboard, so that the whole room and visitors could see the leisurely scenery. The arrival of two goldfish brought us the coolness like snow in June. When I was a little free at work, I turned my items to watch them calmly: one red and one black, one big and one small, round head and wide tail, sudden eyes and nose bulging, moving like flying in the sky, quiet like idle clouds lying in the sky, just like the shadow, leisurely. Looking at them, I thought of the play fish under the lotus leaves in the south of the Yangtze River, the idle tail in the stone pool in the east of the river, the team fish in the basin in Changli, and the Jinlin in the smoke waves in the Dongting Lake. I also think of a modern folk song which is widely spread in the market. It is a sentence in the series of teachers of modern folk songs, saying: The teacher is a goldfish in the fish tank, and the future is bright and the way out is not big. A joke brought the teacher so close to goldfish. When I thought of this sentence and looked at goldfish again, I immediately got confused like Zhuang Zhou Mengdie. Butterfly is Zhuang Zhou, Zhuang Zhou is Butterfly; teacher is Goldfish, goldfish is teacher. Between mermaids, things are replaced by me, like falling five miles of clouds and mist, escaping into a rare muddle. Sometimes I wake up from a hard muddle and read this sentence carefully, which makes sense. In today’s society, although teachers are no longer the old nine, they are far away from the focus of people’s pursuit. They are not destined to be officials, and cannot be glorious; They cannot be rich without money; They cannot be famous for their fame. In the end, they only enjoy the treatment of drought and flood protection, and stay with the poor for life. This means that the future is bright and the way out is not big. Therefore, there are people who sneer at teachers and those who scoff at teachers. It doesn’t matter. What is more exasperating is that some rich and powerful parents are happy to show off in front of their teachers. Although it is not out of intention, their words are arrogant, their eyes are light and slow, and their behaviors are forgetful. If you criticize face to face, you will lose your dignity. If you keep silent, you will feel really unhappy if you are stuck in your throat. Although it is purely personal behavior for parents to show off, it also reflects a kind of social atmosphere. We see that goldfish is separated by a transparent fish tank. People see that what we are separated by is not only glass, but a mass of things that cannot be seen clearly, and there is no lack of impurities. The separation between teachers and society seems to be unclear. Teachers are also people in the society, and it is difficult for them not to be happy with things, not sad with things, and forget things. Once the wind blows and the grass blows, it is inevitable that the Heart Lake will flood and move like a fish. But one thing you and I have to admit is that although the fish in the teachers’ heart is not always leisurely, it is generous and simple. Being calm and tolerant is their constant nature. Thinking of this, the chaotic thoughts calmed down and gradually condensed into a poem: Peach Blossom and plum blossom are silent and smiling, and the fish heart is free to swim! 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…

Hometown, the endless yearning

It had been a period of time since I came back to Shenzhen from my hometown, and the homesickness of a year and a half was choked up in a short span of more than ten days. Looking at the familiar Street in the past, a strange feeling emerged in front of me. The small town has changed. Clean and tidy streets, well-planned and orderly houses, and high-rise buildings like bamboo shoots in big cities are also spreading in the small town. Especially in the evening, when a family strolls along the river, the cool wind blows slowly from the river, and the feeling of heat will be relieved a lot. Women who were not afraid of the heat flocked to the Riverside one after another, dancing all kinds of fitness dances with music in ruoda riverside square, and some paddling boats rippling on the river, with old lanterns hanging on the boats. Children shuttling back and forth in skates, selling toys, air guns, karaoke singing. From time to time, they would meet familiar faces. The cries of various snacks came one after another. The night in the small town was like a festival, bustling. Thinking about life in a metropolis, people are used to seeing the forest buildings tested by reinforced concrete, and try every means to settle their homes in places with mountains and water. However, the small town in my hometown is close to the mountains and rivers, which is an excellent living environment. In order to fulfill my father’s last wish, several cousins in Shanghai came to the small town together for the first time. They fell in love with this place and decided to buy a suite soon, in order to fulfill their father’s long-cherished wish of asking them to come once a year. During the short time of returning home, what I sighed most was the green mountains and rivers in my hometown. Once my cousin took us to a distant village for swimming. A Youshui River went straight to Fengtan (including two national power stations). On both sides were tall and verdant mountain love, and clear reflection could be seen from time to time in the river, I really want to be intoxicated by such a scenery, but it is a pity that the road is far away and the task is heavy (children all urge me to hurry up). My cousin said that the scenery ahead is more beautiful, I can only lie on the window and see more! At that time, I left my hometown with hope, but now I want to wash away all the flowers and embrace my hometown. People start from the starting point to look for the dream in their hearts. When the prosperity is gone, what remains in the deep memory is the hometown lingering and thinking day and night! Like (prose editor: yuiran) 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…

The native place in where

Once again, he entered the house with a drunk eyes, and his wife just glanced at it and scolded, “it’s like shit again! Wife, your metaphor is right. I do drink like shit, but unfortunately it is not genuine shit, which can only be regarded as fake shit. Chairman Mao said that human shit can feed dogs, dog shit can feed fields, dogmatic dog shit is inferior! And I am the dogma that is inferior to shit, do you understand? The reason why I was scolded as shit by my wife was that I often got drunk; The reason why I felt that shit was inferior was that I still woke up even though I was drunk. I believe this person is more resentful than Qu Yuan. Qu Yuan was just a person who was drunk by everyone and I woke up alone. Without anesthesia at all, his soberness was pure and loud, so his wailing was suppressed and sorrow fell down to Miluo, while I am drunk but with eyes open, those who want to be drunk but can’t, and those who want to get up are hard to support, just like a nightmare that is hard to wake up, struggling on the edge of life in vain. Yang Zhi, the green beast in the Water Margin, also suffered from this nightmare. It was originally a good opportunity for him to escort Shengchen gang to realize his fate. If he went to the capital safely, he could change his gloom, realize the second take-off of life. Unexpectedly, he was scared all the way but was hit by a temporary carelessness. What was more sad was that although he was drunk, he still woke up, which was far less happy than the thoroughly defeated Han soldiers. Therefore, he could only fall out of the grass and force himself to Mount Liang. The Water Margin tells the story of helplessness in life. It is out of helplessness to go to Liangshan, Zhaoan and fangla, so the final result can only die helplessly. Born in a helpless era, you have no choice. In fact, it is a narrow measure to sing songs by drinking frequently. It is said that there is no wine in your life and you will never become a drinker with Eternal Fragrance. It seems that there is a book in my life, but it is easy to read without any understanding, and it is difficult to achieve positive results. And it was not to study hard, but to be angry when reading. As Lu Xun said, it only increased my bad temper and made me look down upon people more and more. This is obviously a misguided journey, just like a person who practices a skill goes wrong. Many people knew that they had no choice but to choose, so they raised their heads to look at the bright moon, bowed their heads to think about their hometown, where is the village pass at sunset, the Yibo River makes people sad, and the River night makes people sad, mountains smell partridge. I always think they are melodramatic. Since they are so homesick, why are they still wandering outside? Now I gradually understand that this village is not the other village. Li Bai, Cui Hao and Xin Qiji all had the prophecy of escaping from the Buddha: one’s life is only for returning home. But they are all facing the same confusion: where is their hometown? Forget it, brother Taibai, Brother Cui Hao and brother Jiaxuan, since we have lost our way, it is better to be a real Gaoyang drinker. It is not because brother Taibai said that he would like to be drunk for a long time, but because he would not wake up, I don’t know where it is. In this way, who dares to say that there is no wine in my life? If I could say something like Liu Bei’s second generation of officials, it would be enough for me to enjoy this time without thinking about Shu. Brother Taibai, you are also from shu. Forget it together. Remember, the place where the wine flag floats is the hometown. Like (prose editor: prose online) 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…

远望作家

何谓作家?从网络上查到有关 作家 一词的概念,解释为: 作家是泛指写作为业的人。也是指在文学创作上有所成就的人。通常所指的作家,他们的作品都能够得以出版和发表。 由此可见,对于作家的定位,必须具备两个条件 一个就是在文学创作上有所成就,另一个就是能够发表和出版作品。 中国作家协会是中国作家的组织。根据中国作家协会的官方定义: 中国作家协会简称中国作协,是中国共产党领导的中国各民族作家自愿结合的专业性人民团体,是党和政府联系广大作家、文学工作者的纽带和桥梁,是繁荣文学事业、加强社会主义精神文明建设的重要社会力量。 中国的作家协会,包括全国性的国家级(中央级)作家协会 中国作家协会与地方级作家协会 地方级作家协会主要包括省市区(自治区、直辖市)级作家协会与地市州级作家协会。另外,还有县市级作家协会与地级市辖区作家协会。除了地方作家协会,还有行业作家协会或者专业作家协会,譬如说,中国煤炭系统有中国煤炭作家协会,中国石油系统有中国石油作家协会,等等。 根据中国作家协会在章程规定: 凡是赞成中国作家协会章程,发表或者出版具有水平的文学创作、理论研究、翻译作品者,或者从事文学编辑、教学、组织工作有显著成绩者,由本人申请,团体会员推荐,或者个人会员二人介绍经本会书记处征求申请人所在地区或者系统会员的意见,由本会书记处会议审议批准,即为中国作家协会个人会员。 由此可见,中国作家协会会员包括文学创作家、文学批评家、文学理论家、文学研究家、文学翻译家、文学教育家、文学编辑家、文学出版家、文学管理家、文学组织家、文学领导家。 中国的作家,除了中国作家协会会员,还有地方作家协会会员与行业作家协会会员。地方作家协会会员主要包括省市区级作家协会会员与地市州级作家协会会员。另外,还有县市级作家协会会员与地级市辖区作家协会会员。一般说,中国作家协会会员,都是在文坛上具有影响和知名度的人物。加入中国作家协会的条件,或者是在国家级(中央级)以上文学期刊或者中央级(国家级)权威大报副刊上发表一定数量有影响的代表性作品,或者是国家正规出版单位出版有一定水准的专著,或者是文学编辑、教学、管理等相关工作并且具有显著成绩的文学工作者。现在,中国作家协会会员上万名。一个省级作家协会会员有一两千多名,全国的省市级作家协会会员总共有数以万计。地市级作家协会会员就更多了。 中国的作家,有的加入了中国作家协会,是中国作家协会会员,有的加入了省市区级作家协会,是省市区级作家协会会员,有的加入了地市州级作家协会,是地市州作家协会会员,还有的加入了县市级作家或者地级市辖区作家协会,是县市级作家协会会员或者地级市辖区作家协会会员。另外,还有的加入了中国行业作家协会,是中国行业作家协会的会员。譬如说,有的作家供职于中国石化集团,是中国石油作家协会会员,有的作家供职于公安部门,是中国公安作家协会会员。其中,有的作家,既是中国作家协会会员,又是省作家协会会员,甚至有的作家既是中国作家协会会员,又是省作家协会会员和市作家协会会员。譬如说,中国文坛有一位具有世界声誉与极大影响的著名作家,属于泰斗级作家,同时身兼中国作家协会副主席、省文联副主席、省作家协会主席、市文联主席、市作家协会主席。中国的作家中,有不少作家,既是中国作家协会会员,又是省市区级作家协会会员甚至还是地市州级作家协会会员。 每一个作家都有不同的家庭出身与个人的成长之路 譬如说,有的作家出身于官僚世家,有的作家出身于名门望族,有的作家出身于豪门大户,有的作家出身于贫困人家 作家不同的家庭出身,个人的成长经历各不相同 有的作家,是读书人出身,是知识分子作家,有的作家,不是读书人出身,是非知识分子作家。知识分子作家,都是大学毕业生。绝大多数知识分子作家都是毕业于名牌大学,具有大学本科或者硕士、博士研究生以上文化程度与学历,其中有不少还具有出国留学经历,是学贯中西的学问大家。譬如说,有的知识分子作家,毕业于名牌大学,具有大学本科学历。有的作家毕业于名牌大学,具有博士研究生学历,获得博士学位或者博士后。有的作家有过留学经历,留学于世界著名大学,获得博士学位。知识分子作家,往往是主流作家。知识分子作家往往供职于政界、理论界、文艺界、新闻出版界、学术界,从事文学创作、文学编辑、文学翻译、文学研究、文学管理等相关工作。譬如说,有的担任中央或者地方的党委宣传部门文艺官僚,有的担任中央或者地方的国家行政文化部门文化官员,有的担任中央或者地方的文联领导,有的担任中央或者地方的作家协会领导,有的当专职作家,有的出版公司或者文学期刊、报纸副刊当编辑,有的在科研院所当研究员,有的大学里当教授。非知识分子作家,往往没有读过大学 有的只有高中学历,有的只有初中学历,甚至有的还只有小学学历 非知识分子作家往往是自学成才而成为作家的。非知识分子作家往往出身于贫困人家。非知识分子作家往往是生活型作家。同时,很多非知识分子作家往往生活在社会的底层。大多数非知识分子作家都是通过自身的努力而成为作家的。其中,有的非知识分子在文学创作上作出了突出贡献,成为了名震文坛的实力派作家。由此,跻身于主流作家的行列。 中国的作家,就社会地位来说,可以分为主流作家与非主流作家两大类。所谓主流作家,是指那些生活在主流社会的作家。那些主流作家往往供职于中央或者地方的党政机关、职能主管部门、文联、作家协会、文化机构、大专院校、科研院所、出版公司、文学期刊、报纸副刊、新闻媒体等机关、媒体,担任行政领导、文艺管理、文学创作、文学编辑、文学出版、文学研究、文学教学、文学翻译等相关工作。主流作家往往有职有权、有名望、有财富。举个例子说吧?假如张三、李四、王五、赵六都是主流作家,张三是著名文艺理论家,研究员职称,供职于省委宣传部,担任省委常委、省委宣传部部长、省文化厅厅长等领导职务,既是属于高级领导干部,又是属于省内文化名流。李四是著名作家,国家一级作家职称,供职于省文联,担任省文联主席兼省作家协会主席,既是属于省内文坛领袖,又是属于省内文坛名家。王五是著名诗人,国家一级教授职称,供职于省城一所全国性重点名牌大学,担任大学校长职务,兼任省作家协会副主席,既是省内文坛领袖,又是省内文坛大家。赵六是著名文学批评家、文学理论家,文学研究专家,供职于省社科院,担任省社科院院长职务,高级研究员职称。可见,张三、李四、王五、赵六都有职有权。都有身份,有名望。事实上,作家的社会地位,各不相同。 有的著名作家,具有崇高的社会地位与显赫的身份。他们往往既是文化名流,又是文学大家或者文坛名家。他们往往生活于上流社会,担任文坛领袖或者文艺领导职务。而那些无名作家,往往生活在社会的最底层。他们往往有职无权,不但地位低下,身份卑微,而且往往贫困潦倒,属于社会的弱势群体。 中国的作家中,在文学上作出了重要贡献与重要影响的作家,被称为第一流作家。第一流作家都是具有重要影响的著名作家。第一流作家又可以分为两个层次 有的作家, 在文学具有极高的造诣,达到了登峰造极的地步。他们在文学作出了极为巨大贡献。 他们是属于第一流作家中最杰出的伟大作家。 他们是第一流的的顶尖级作家。他们是文坛上最有影响与最著名的作家。他们属于作家中级别最高最高的作家。那些文坛上的顶尖级作家往往被人称为 文学巨匠 、 文学大师 、 文学大家 、 文学巨星 、 文坛泰斗 。他们不但在文坛上具有崇高的威望,而且在文学上具有崇高的地位。譬如说:中国现当代作家中,鲁迅、郭沫若、茅盾、老舍、巴金、冰心、丁玲、曹禺、都是中国文坛上的顶尖家作家。他们都是中国文坛上的文学巨匠。第一流的著名作家,是指那些在文坛具有重要影响与颇负盛名的重要作家。他们往往是属于实力派作家与重量级作家或者大腕作家。他们都是文坛上非常著名的作家。譬如说,当代著名作家王蒙、铁凝、贾平凹、陈真实等都是第一流的著名作家。除了第一流的著名作家外,还有比较有名气的第二流作家和小有名气的第三流作家与默默无闻的第四流作家和第五流作家以及不入流的无名作家。总之,不管是地位高的作家还是地位低的作家,不管是著名的大作家还是无名的小作家,都是中国的作家。当然,在中国数以万计的作家中,真正称得上世界级文学巨星与中国文学巨匠的毕竟屈指可数。真正在文坛上著名的作家也只是少数。从一个文学爱好者到一个业余作者成为一个在文学有所成就的作家不容易。中国有许许多多的文学爱好者与业余作者,真正走上作家而成为一个作家的毕竟只是少数。而从一个无名作家能够成为著名作家的只是少数。而成为文坛的巨星就更是难上加难了。正是因为作家之路的艰辛,作家才具有诱人的魅力。其实,除了少数著名的主流作家权高位重,具有呼风唤雨的神通外,对于对大多数普普通通的作家,并没有我们想象的那么美好。 就作家的职业来说,可以分为职业作家与业余作家两种类型。就职业作家来说,又有狭义的职业作家广义的职业作家之分。狭义的职业作家,是指专业文学创作的作家。包括国家财政供养的专业作家与民间的职业作家。国家供养的专业作家,往往供职于中央或者地方的文联或者作家协会,有国家财政供养。国家财政供养的专业作家属于体制内的作家。不但有国家财政拨款的固定工资,而且享受国家公务员待遇。国家财政供养的作家吗,因为有国家财政拨款的固定工资,即使几个月不发表作品也不会为生活所困。相比之下,民间的职业作家,既没有国家的财政拨款,也没用国家的公务员待遇,完全是自食其力,以文学创作为生。民间的职业作家成为了真正意义上的职业作家。民间的职业作家主要可以分为签约合同制作家与自由作家两种类型。 签约合同制作家往往与当地的文联或者作家协会、文学院、出版公司、报刊杂志社、文化公司等单位签约,互利互惠。二是自由作家。从事自由创作,以稿费为生。广义的职业作家,是指从事文学工作的专业人士,大致包括几类人 一是专业作家,二是文联、作家的领导,三是党委宣传部门、国家文化行政文化部门的官员,四是出版公司、文学期刊、报纸副刊的文学编辑,五是科研院所文学研究员,六是大专院校文学院的教授,七是新闻媒体的文学编辑等。事实上,中国的作家中,真正的专业作家还是不多的。绝大多数的作家,都是兼职作家 他们或者在文学期刊、报社、出版公司担任文学编辑工作,或者在大专院校从事文学教学工作,或者在科研院所从事文学研究工作,或者在专业或者地方的文联、作家协会担任领导工作,或者在中央或者地方是党委宣传部门、国家行政文化部门担任领导职务,或者在新闻媒体从事文学工作。文坛上,很多著名作家,往往同时又是著名编辑家或者出版家、翻译家、管理家、领导家。中国的主流作家,往往有职务、有地位、有身份、有名望,或者担任高级领导,或者享受高级官员待遇 譬如说,中国的作家,有国家一级作家,有国家二级作家,有省一级作家,有省二级作家 作家的职务与级别不同,待遇也不同 有的作家,担任中央的高级领导职务,享受正部级或者副部级待遇,有的担任省市级领导职务,享受正厅级或者副厅级待遇,有的作家担任地市级领导职务,享受处局级待遇,有的担任县市级领导职务或者地级市辖区领导职务吗,享受科局级待遇,有的作家只是地市级文学期刊或者报纸副刊的普通编辑,既没有官职,有没有中高级职称,享受普通办事员待遇。总之,国家官员,不同职务,不同级别,享受不同待遇。作家同样如此。作家不同职务,不同职称,不同级别,享受不同待遇。在中国作家中,专业作家都是在文坛上具有重要的作家。专业作家之所以能够成为专业作家,在于他们在文学创作所作出的突出贡献。一般说,专业作家,都是国家重点保护的重要作家。专业作家一般都有高级职称,享受国家高级公务员待遇。同时,大多数的专业作家往往兼任当地文联或者作家协会的领导职务。有的专业作家,还身兼多种职务。 其实,绝大多数的专业作家,一旦成为了专业作家,往往重视地位与名望。当那些专业作家还是业余作战的时候,往往勤于创作,每每有精品力作问世,而当一旦成为了专业作家后,往往并不重视创作,而是热衷于地位与名望。那些专业作家一旦成为了专业,就为担任文坛领导职务与评定职称放在首要地位,而将文学创作放在第二位。譬如说:假设成名北京大学大学毕业后进入省作家协会《今日文坛》编辑部当编辑。成名从实习编辑到正式编辑到责任编辑,直到后来的副总编辑。当成名在《进入文坛》编辑部当编辑时,勤于创作,每每有佳作问世,受到文坛关注和重视,后来,成为了名震文坛的青年作家。后来,先后参加省作家协会文学院中青年作家班和中国作家协会鲁迅文学院的中青年高级研修班学习。后来,在省作家协会当专业作家。成名成名后,为了评职称,担任省作家协会领导和省文联领导,经常出入各种各样的应酬,并且参加各种各样的会议,而并不重视创作。结果,一年里,几乎没有什么有影响的作品问世。 同时,很多专业作家,往往在出版公司或者报刊编辑部、大学兼职,以增加经济收入。有的专业作家,还个人创办出版公司或者文学期刊、文学网站、文化事业公司,事实上,既是专业作家,又是出版家或者编辑家、文化实业家。三是身兼作家与出版家或者编辑家、文学批评家、文学理论家与一身。他们或者供职于文学期刊编辑部,或者供职于报纸副刊编辑部,或者供职于出版公司编辑室,或者供职于大专院校,或者供职于文化机构,他们从事专业文学工作,既是著名作家,又是著名出版家或者编辑家、文学批评家、文学理论家、文学管理家。他们都是属于广义的职业作家。广义的职业作家,往往是指那些文化人作家和文人作家的统称。也就是我们经常讲的专业文学工作者。狭义的职业作家,是指以文学创作为生的作家。在当今文坛,有很多生活在民间的作家,既不挂靠党政机关,又不挂靠国家文艺团体与文化单位,既没有国家财政供养,有没有国家财政扶持,他们以文学创作为职业,以稿费为生 自食其力 那些真正的专业作家。他们中,名气大的,每年有巨大的稿费收入,成为了文坛名家与富有作家,进入富有作家排行榜;名气小的,以稿费可以维持生计,没有名气的,生活窘迫,属于赤贫作家。但是,他们是真正意义的职业作家。 二 中国作家协会以及地方作家协会,名义上属于专业性的社会团体,属于民间组织,实际上是属于国家官方机构。不但中国作家协会以及地方作家协会的领导人是属于国家官员,而且作家协会供养的作家都享受国家官员的待遇。中央或者地方的作家协会都是中央或者地方的党委宣传部、文联的双重领导。中央或者地方的党委宣传部是中央或者地方的作家协会的直接领导。 中国的作家,数以万计。中国的出版公司几百家,专业文艺出版公司几十家,每年出版了那么多文学作品,但是,公费出版作品的作家,都是那么极少数令人非常熟悉的文学大家和著名作家,对于大多数知名度不高与无名作家,要么就是自费出身,要么就无钱出书。可以说,中国当今文坛,公费成为了极少数官僚作家与精英作家的专利,自费出书成为了大多数作家出书的模式与时代潮流。无名作家、业余作者,自不必说。即使是一些既有影响的作家,公费出书的希望也非常渺茫。譬如说,若非是一位在文坛上具有一定影响的作家,毕业于一所名牌大学,大学毕业后在一座中等城市的重点中学任教,既是那所市里的省属重点中学高中语文教师,又是中国作家协会会员、省作家协会会员、市作家协会会员,在市内具有一定的影响和知名度,但是,若非的作品都是自费出版。有一回,若非去省城参加一个笔会。在笔会期间,见到了几位大学时代的同班同学 当年,在大学里,都为了一个作家梦而报考北京那所著名大学文学院中文系学习中文专业。大学毕业后,有的报考研究生继续学习,有的留京工作,有的回到了家乡的省市文联或者作家协会的文学期刊当编辑,有的当地省市级新闻媒体当新闻记者,有的进入了省直机关当国家公务员,有的进入了省属重点的中学任教,有的进了大企业从事管理工作,有的进入了军营,当了军官 若非与几位同班同学见面后,谈起了各自的人生经历,知道当年的大学同班同学中,有位已经成为了名震文坛的青年作家和编辑家,不但是中国作家协会会员、省作家协会会员,而且已经担任了省文联副主席、省作家协会副主席兼省刊执行总编辑了,不但是省内文坛大家,而且在全国也是很有影响和知名度的重量级作家,是省内少数几位中国作家协会全国委员会委员之一,不但出版了多部长篇小说和中短篇小说集与散文集以及诗集,而且频频获得各种文学大奖,事迹见诸《中国作家词典》、《中国文学名家词典》、《中国文化名人词典》。有位同班同学已经是著名文学批评家、文学理论家,中国作家协会会员、省作家协会研究员,不但担任了省城一所全国性重点名牌大学的文学院院长、教授、博士生导师,兼任省社科院研究员,还被省政府授予 省内有卓越贡献的专家 称号,当选为省人大代表、省政协委员,成为了省内的文化名流与社会名流,事迹见于《中国批评家词典》、《中国文学理论家词典》、《中国文化名人词典》。老同学相会,分外热情。若非对那位已经担任了省作家协会副主席兼省作家协会文学期刊执行总编辑那位已经担任大学文学院院长兼省社科院研究员、省作家协会研究员的两位大学同班同学说: 文星,才卓,你们真是了不起啊! 文星笑着说: 若非,我们都是老同学。当年在大学里,我们都是才子。大学毕业后,我在生省作家协会那家文学期刊当编辑,才卓在那所大学任教,你在那所重点中学任教,我们三人中,我是文学工作者,我既是作家,又是编辑家,你和才卓都是教育工作者,你们既是教育家,又是文学名家啊! 若非笑着说: 文星,你和才卓都是文学名家,我可谈不上是文学名家啊! 文星说: 若非,我是中国作家协会会员,你也是中国作家协会会员,我们身份相同啊! 若非说: 文星,中国作家协会会员上万名,我只是其中的一名普通会员。而你不但是中国作家协会会员,而且是中国作家协会全国委员会委员。据我所知:中国作家协会的全国委员会委员只有两百多人,每个省市区的中国作家协会全国委员会委员并不多见。你你是中国作家协会全国委员会委员,真了不起! 才卓说: 是啊!中国作家协会会员上万名,全委会委员才两百多人。全国有三十多个省、直辖市、自治区,还有很多中央直辖单位,每一个省的中国作家协会会员有几百人,而全委会委员不过几个人。能够进入中国作家协会全委会,担任中国作家协会全委会委员,当然都是我属于很有成就的名家大师啊! 若非说: 是啊!文星真是当今的文坛名家大师啊! 文星笑着说: 你们抬高我了啊!我哪里称得上是文坛上的名家大师呀?我们都是中国作家协会会员,我们都出版了很多作品。我们都在文学方面有所成就啊! 若非说: 虽然我现在是中国作家协会会员,至今已经出版了三部长篇小说,可是我的三部长篇小说都是自费出版的。 你们都是文坛名家,你们的作品都是公费出版的吧? 文星笑着说: 我由于地位和身份与名望的缘故,我的作品都是被国家正规的国家级和省级出版公司公费出版的。 才卓说: 我是文学理论家,我的文学理论专著也是被国家正规的出版公司公费出版的。 如非问: 文星、才卓,你们一个著名作家、编辑家,中国作家协会会员、中国作家协会全国委员会委员、省文联副主席、省作家协会副主席、省刊执行总编辑,一个著名文学批评家、文学理论家、文学研究专家,中国作家协会会员、省作家协会研究员、著名教授、博士生导师,你们都是属于文化名人与文坛名家大师,不知你们对于当今作家的自费出书热潮如何看待? 若非笑着说: 这怎么说呢?我由于工作的工作,不但经常与全国各地的作家、诗人保持联系,而且经常与出版公司、文学期刊、报刊的编辑同行进行相互交流,我发现 中国的作家,出书有公费出书与自费出书两种形式。现在是市场经济。尤其是国家对于文化体制改革后,中国的出版公司实现体制改革 原来,出版公司属于国家事业单位,有国家财政拨款;现在,出版公司是属于企业单位,由出版公司自负盈亏。现在,出版公司,看重的就是市场。一部书稿出版后,有没有市场?那是出版公司最关注的。如何拥有市场?现在,出版公司出书,遵从一条原则,那就是 出版公司出版一种图书首先考虑的就是市场。而要拥有市场,首先要看作品的质量与作者的名望 在浩如烟海的图书市场,如何使出版公司出版的图书吸引读者的眼球?一部图书的书名和内容固然是非常重要的因素,但是,作者的名字更加重要 如果是无名作家,别人不熟悉,那么,自然就没有吸引力;如果是文坛上的著名作家或者当红作家,作家的名字广为人知,自然就有吸引力。 那样,就会有了市场。譬如说,那些无名作家的作品出版后投入新华书店或者书市后,因为作家没有名气,作家的名字吸引不了别人的眼球,作品摆在新华书店或者书市后非常冷落;如果是著名作家的作品,譬如说当代著名贾平凹、铁凝、韩寒,那么,自热就具有轰动效应。 那就是市场。因此,除了那些非常著名的作家有机会享受公费出书的待遇外,对于广大的中国作家,公费出书的机会并不多见。作为一个作家,不要过于在意与出书是公费还是自费 出书是每一个作家的希望。不管是公费出书还是自费出书,质量才是关键。 若非说: 是啊!出书是每一个作家的理想。 不管公费出书还是自费出书,质量才是关键。 三 由中国作文学期刊是发表文学作品的主要园地。作家的作品,除了极少数著名作家的书稿能够有机会被国家正规的著名出版公司出版的长篇小说单行本外,绝多数作家的作品都是通过文学期刊发表。现在,文学期刊,可以分为纯文学期刊与通俗文学期刊两大类。就文学期刊的性质,可以分为官方文学期刊与民间文学期刊两大类。官方文学往往是由具有官方背景的中央或者地方的文联、作家协会、文化部门、文化机构、出版公司、大学主管、主办。民间文学期刊往往由民间团体或者个人创办。虽然有的纯文学期刊是属民办刊物,但是,绝大多数文学期刊还是属于官方刊物。那些文学期刊的总编辑、副总编辑,往往由文联或者作家协会的主席或者副主席担任。那些文学期刊的编委会成员,往往都是当地最有影响和知名度的作家或者诗人、文学批评家、文学理论家。几个例子吧?譬如说:市文联、市作家协会联合主办一种文学期刊,由市文联主席担任总编辑,市文联副主席、是作协主席担任副总编辑,由本市最有影响的著名作家组成编委会。一个城市,有上百万人,是作家协会会员几百人。还有很多文学爱好者,而一个市,只有一本文学期刊 编委会成员自己要发表作品。本市有那么多文坛名家与文学名人,还有编委会成员的私交故友,对于那些普普通通的作家,发表的机会很渺茫。市级文学期刊发发表作品很难,对于省级文学期刊就更加难了。要在全国性著名文学期刊上发表作品就更难了。愈是著名的文学期刊,发表作品的机会愈小。我记得在一本文学期刊上读到一篇文章,说是广东珠海市有位才子,毕业于北京某名牌大学,博士研究生毕业后,在珠海某大学任教。在当地的报刊上发表了大量文学作品,是当地有名的作家。那位博士研究生作家写了一部几万字的中篇小说,寄给北京一家著名文学期刊,几天后,那位博士研究生就接到那家著名文学期刊总编辑亲自打去的电话: 您是刘心武先生吗? 那位博士研究生作家在电话中说: 是啊!我叫刘心武。 总编辑问: 您现在珠海吗? 刘心武说: 是啊!我在珠海。 总编辑说: 刘心武先生,您是什么时候到的珠海呀?我告诉您一个好消息 您的大作已经收到了。今天,责任编辑将您的大作交给了我,我拜读了您的大作 真是太好了!您是著名作家,您给我们刊物赐稿,是您对我们最大的信任与支持!我们刊物本期已经出版,您的大作将于下期发表吧? 刘心武在电话中说: 我不是当代著名作家刘心武,我是广东珠海的刘心武,我是研究生,现在珠海某高校任教。 原来,北京那家全国非常著名的大型文学期刊总编辑之所以对广东珠海的刘心武的稿件特别重视,是认为中国当代著名作家刘心武的大作。刘心武是中国当代著名作家。那家著名文学期刊的总编辑听说刘心武是广东珠海的刘心武而不是著名作家刘心武,就挂了电话。后来,刘心武的那部中篇小说没有发表。可见,作家名望的重要性。 四 作家出名后,有地位、有身份,成为了众星拱月的公众人物。 名气是前提,财富是潜力。有了名气,就有了发表作品与出版著作的机会。影响愈大,名气愈大,财富愈多。一方面,是作家没有名气,举步艰难,贫困潦倒;一方面,是作家有了名气,财运亨通。中国有几百家出版公司,几十家文艺出版公司,几千种报刊,还有许许多多的文化公司、文学网站,有了名气,稿费来源并不是什么难事。 作家出名后,地位高、权威大的,担任文坛领导或者文艺官僚,名望高的,到文联、作家协会供职,或者搞创作,或者当编辑,成为专业文学工作者。名气小的,到文学网站当版主。 现在,人人都有电脑。通过电脑,什么都可以传阅。以前,作家是笔写作 几千年的中国历史上,使用时间最长的笔是毛笔 一直用了几千年。至今,还在使用。用钢笔从事写作不过几十年的历史。现在,用钢笔写作的作家存在。但是,更多的作家,是用电脑从事写作。严格说,用钢笔写的是手写字,钢笔是用手写的,可以称为写作;而用电脑是敲键盘 虽然用的都是手,但是,是不同的 钢笔是写,电脑是敲 用钢笔写的稿件,可以保存。用电脑敲打的稿件同样可以保存,前提是一个要电脑正常,二个要有电。以前作家写稿,要通过邮局邮寄发出。现在,作家、写手,用电脑写作,坐在电脑旁,几分钟甚至几秒钟就解决了问题。以前,手写稿很难发表。我们乡村有几个才子,能诗善文,闻名乡里,可是,一辈子也没用在报刊上发表过一个文字。现在,用电脑写作,人人都可以当作家、文学家。 五 出书是我梦寐以求的梦想。可是,出书的希望很渺茫 我是普通人,没有名望,公费出书与我无缘。自费出书是我必然的选择。自费出书有单书书号于丛书书号两种书号管理形式 单书书号与丛书书号,都是属于出版公司所有,由出版公司管理。根据根据有关规定:单书书号不能随便卖卖。单书书号管理费一般是一至五万元,各家出版公司的书号管理费有很大不同。单书书号管理费最少的,上万元,最多的,四五万元。其实,现在,几万元是小数字 有钱的大佬,都是亿万富豪。中国,亿万富豪很多。千万富豪到处有。现在,中国的贫富差距愈来愈大 还是有职有权、有社会背景的,挣钱很容易。只有手中有一点实权或者有一点社会关系,就有发财的机会。没有社会关系的,挣钱不容易。 中国当今文坛的作家,也有富有作家与贫困作家之分 第一流的富有作家,都是当红作家,他们都是富豪作家。那些作家,都是亿万富豪。第二流的富有作家,都是在文坛很有影响和很有名气的作家。他们都是千万富豪。第三流的富有作家,是那些较有影响和较有名气的作家,他们都是百万富豪。第四流的富有作家,是那些小有名气的作家,他们名气不大,但是,又小有名气,能够在吧那些影响不算很大的报刊发表作品,拥有比较丰厚的稿费收入。贫困作家是指那些无名作家。那些无名作家,出书无望,发表作品困难。生活困难。打工成为了那些贫困作家的生活。那些贫困作家,往往是一边打工,一边坚持写作。贫困作家,是社会的弱势群体 在文学创作上,因为要生活,只好去打工挣钱生活。因为打工,只能是从事业余创作。他们往往是业余作家与无名作家。因为是业余创作,与文坛上那些主流作家没有接触,缺少沟通。他们既不是主流作家,也被主流作家拒之门外。他们属于主流作家圈子外的 另类 。因此,他们是属于文坛上的 另类 。他们在文学创作上没有知音,在文坛非常寂寞与孤独。他们既是农民、农民工,又是作家。他们是属于农民、农民工中的 另类 。 出书难。难出书。出书是我的梦。 赞 (散文编辑:江南风) 春之消雪 春之消雪,多了 遥念,欲说还休。遥念,就在那片雪原之上。雪还真是很美,到底是春天… 等待 等待,是一种坚守,执着于某种信念而不离不弃。可能因为某一种承诺,也有可能因为某一… 要善于倾听不同的声音和意见 我于10月6日 发表 了一篇 游记 散文 :《 满眼 秋色 美如画》,不少 文学 网站 得到了… 读《廊桥遗梦》 “当白蛾子张开翅膀的时候,可以来找我,随时都可以”。我想,如果我是一个男人,当收… 从今天开始,我要快乐 很早以前囫囵吞枣读过《呼兰河传》,记得当时心情着实沉重了好久,具体是哪些人物引起… 得病的时日 这两天接二连三的打喷嚏,我说是有人在念我,别人都说我有病,最后医生也说我有…

A person’s good weather

I like to step up to the top of the building and stand high to see the rolling mountains in the distance. The fields are barren and the streams are Winding. I feel the touch of the wind and the warmth of the sunshine, and listen to the faint cry of birds hiding in a tree, smelling the faint smell in the air, I couldn’t help smiling. At this time, I will definitely play a song. In the song, I would walk back and forth on the top of the building slowly, and I was not allowed to think about anything, nor could I remember anything. But in the afternoon of that day, I held a book named The Little Prince, took a book and a pen, and walked across the field, walking through the winding path between the fields and the stream, after crossing the pier which could not be crossed in my childhood, I sat down on the grass on the other side of the stream. The grass is very soft, like a thick blanket. Looking down, I looked at the dark green weeds on both sides of the stream and the slowly flowing and not very clear water. I jumped off the bank without holding back for a moment and stepped on the weeds growing on the gravel pile, I forgot that the frostbite on my hand was not completely cured, and that the stream was still cold. I lifted a handful of water, but tilted my head to see the blue sky and white clouds reflected in the stream, and then laughed happily, like a kid who likes playing with water, he threw the water in his hand to the sky, and threw it again before they fell down, I played this kind of game that kids don’t like to play. The grass under my feet was ravaged and destroyed by me. I had no kindness to think about what kind of suffering they were suffering, but picked up a handful of stones in the water and threw them into the small pool which was deepened year by year due to the impact of water flow. After having a good time, I stood up, looking at the open yellow buds on the twining branches on the bank tree, and then looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, she climbed up the bank with the fragrance of flowers which did not exist in the air, and then sat down on the grass. Open the little prince and read the passage that the Fox asked the little prince to tame it. The Fox said: To me, you are just a little boy, no different from thousands of little boys. And I don’t need you, and you don’t need me either. To you, I am just a fox, no different from thousands of foxes. But if you tame me, we will need each other. You are the only person in my world, and I am also the only Fox in your world. I couldn’t help thinking softly, feeling like that fox, waiting for the little prince to tame me and make me his only Fox. Taking out MP3, listening to the song of Wang Junxiong’s Water Moon series, then lying on the grass with his hands sinking behind his head, he closed his eyes and felt the warmth of sunshine. After listening to “the flowing water is quiet”, it is “the cicada heart in the sky of Water and Moon”. My heart was completely quiet, only the quiet melody in my ears was ringing, just like the whisper in my dream. I slept on the grass and woke up to see the red glow in the western sky. I thought what I should write, so I picked up the notebook and pen and wrote this paragraph of text. 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 am who I am, fireworks with different colors

It was late at night, and I heard loneliness singing. It was so cruel that I couldn’t help crying into a river. I couldn’t find the way to come. The slim clouds and smoke made my heart ache again. What I am longing for is just that the years are quiet and the ripples are slight, not the wind and waves. It is not a fireworks in the world. Don’t be vigorous. I am willing to guard my family and join hands in the traffic in the streets, regardless of current events. I am just an ordinary woman who is indifferent to water. I don’t ask too much for tomorrow. I just want to walk quietly in the alley of the big city for a period of time, ignoring too many short stories and not asking about them, too much and clouds. I am just a cold and warm woman in the world of mortals, no longer pursuing perfection, no longer demanding life, no elegant clothes, no exquisite jewelry, no gluttonous life. I like coarse linen, I like green tea and light rice, and I like plain and light. What I want to miss is that when I am tired and sleepy, I have a warm home, which shields me from the wind and rain, makes me happy to dock, and makes me hope for life, it makes me give everything without complaint or regret. Looking back suddenly, look at myself now, tears are still hot, tears have been cold, loneliness around the body and mind, I am so embarrassed to sink in a foreign land at night, how lonely it is. I don’t think how lonely the sky is. It turns out that the distance between the ends of the Earth is really far, far away, so far away that I can’t hear a familiar melody, so far away that I can’t hear your words day and night. Whether those flowers of the past have already disappeared, why my heart misses me so much, and I can’t find a refreshing and warm past, whether time has forgotten me or myself. Love is far away. I haven’t seen each other for a long time. My heart is empty, like a desolate desert. In this way, I can still live. I can’t find the way back, I can’t find the warmth of the world of mortals. No one knows how lonely the fireworks under the sky are. Sparse stars hide, no one knows how lonely people in the world of mortals are. (2) it is about winter. When will you ask me to return to my hometown? I also asked myself softly, not at this time, I don’t know when, I think it will be in winter. Inscription the winter of December is another season of falling snow. No one sees the tears falling in my eyes. I am reluctant to let them grieve for me. I am walking alone in a strange street, walking the sadness. The warmth that can’t be touched and the care from a long distance are fantastic. My heart can no longer hold up and look up to the sky. There are you, me and him. How can I stop the steps that time can’t keep? How dare I go back to the fragmented distance? Flowers falling in the wind, Flowers withering in dreams, my heart is like a flower grave, my eyes are standing there crying. I can’t remember whether the happiness in the depth of the fleeting time has been here or not, and why I can’t remember all of them. However, I saw the shallow scars in the fleeting time, which were deeper and deeper, and I was still so clear as to recuperate. The world has given me so much, but it is not what I want. I want it. He forgot to give it, or he gave it wrong. After all, there are so many people in the world of mortals, there are so many similar people. What I wished was not so much, just a little bit. Why? I must refuse me thousands of miles away. I abandoned my self-esteem and stood behind the humble. Why? I must send me to the cliff. Did I owe it? How long will it take to return it? In this life, I am tired, and I don’t want to return it. Can you discuss it? This life, I’m tired, I don’t want to return, can I continue in the next life? In this way, deliberately alienating, in this way, deliberately leaving, in this way, deliberately escaping, I thought that I would turn everything into motivation, but I couldn’t reach hope, how can I continue? Sitting at the crossroad of youth, I looked left and right. I was in a dilemma and had to stay still. Time is still passing by. The only thing I can do is sadness and tears. I dare not tell others about the loneliness in my heart. Who knows how to say so much? People may forget or have no way to feel what everyone thinks is important. It is better to be silent. When you are quiet, you will be fine. You ask me, when will I return to my hometown? I also asked myself softly, not at this time, not knowing when. I think it will be in winter. I think it will be in winter. The night was dim, and no one knew whether the fireworks in the air could fall back to the place where they took off. As the days went by, no one knew whether I could go back this winter. (3) I am me, a fireworks with different colors. The sky is vast, and we should be the strongest bubble. I like me and let Rose produce a result. In the lonely desert, it is as bright as naked. Inscription the time is in a hurry, sadness is deep and shallow, people are like drinking a glass of water, knowing that it is cold and warm. The depth of time change is the weaving of tears and laughter, and the corner of season cycle is the alternation of light and shadow. In any case, I am still the child of my family even though the life is full of swords and swords, and I am still their child no matter when and even in the fragmented picture. I am me, with my past traces, half bright, half sad, with their birthmarks, half seawater, half flame. I packed my bag of life and felt the meaning of travel. I am who I am, fireworks with different colors. Everyone is unique. In this life, you will never find a second me. Warmth will turn cold, sadness will turn light, infatuation will turn thin, ruthlessness will turn deep. No one always pulls me up when I fall down. I can only walk by myself in a muddle. I am just a gentle and cool woman. If flowers bloom and fall, my mood will be warm, thin and cool. When I am happy, I will wear smiles. When I am sad and lonely, I will shed tears. Day and night cycle, everyone has a sadness in his heart, how can I be an exception? There is also a touch of warmth in everyone’s heart, except me? However, when Sadness strikes, warmth goes back and there is no residence. When warmth comes and falls, sadness has no trace. The still water flows deep. I am willing to be the one with still water. In the world of mortals, I will lower my head deeply and don’t want to ask too many questions, because too many questions have no answers, so I can only let them dry in memory. The strangled willow branches are green and yellow. A year has passed, yellow and green, and a year has come. Who can still remember what it looked like in the past, who can see what it will look like next year? I, on the road of the world, passed quietly. Who would remember that ordinary woman who had been here? But I remember that I was wandering alone in the Xiaoxiang River of my life, with ripples on the boat, enjoying myself. Encountering too many accidents makes my heart sad. It’s not that I don’t care about myself, but that I always have to go through. Meeting a little beauty makes my heart warm and happy. It’s not that I don’t know how to collect it, but that it fades too fast. The only thing I can do is to be a fireworks in the world of mortals, a life that blooms and withers without regret. Cherish each other, let the rose give a warm result. If you feel sad, you should also make those strong bubbles. I am who I am, fireworks with different colors. In the lonely world of mortals, the same blooming city falls into the country. I am who I am, fireworks with different colors. In the warm world of mortals, the same withered beauty is unprecedented. I am who I am, fireworks with different colors. Postscript: a long time ago, I forgot how long I wanted to write this topic. A long time later, in a flash till tonight, I sang softly and changed the words into fleeting years. Nianan. Good night. Xiaoxiang ripples, December 19th, 2011, deep 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…

Dreaming of Valentine’s Day

[1] when walking along the other shore of Dream to reality, when half of the curtain began to penetrate the spotted light, when I was still closing my eyes and hoping that the dream would continue for life. I know, I dreamed of you again, and I missed you again. Dream. I woke up at six o’clock in the morning. I know you have to get up at six o’clock every day, so your insomnia is over, so is my dream. I deeply believe that when a person suffers from insomnia, you will enter others’ dreams. I cherish every chance that you enter my dream, because I am not like the one around you who can meet you every vacation and squeeze bus with you, accept your holiday greetings and sweet words on every festival, stand on the platform every day you want to leave, hug and kiss you goodbye. These simple days with you, I didn’t fall in love with fantasy after I met you. I imagined what it would be like to meet you for the first time and what kind of prologue we would have, what kind of conversation will we have? However, these fantasies will never come true. I won’t say again. What will happen to us? I can only say, I and you, this will make it look simpler. I will let your wedding ceremony, which is enough to shock me temporarily, be staged in advance. I will review these pains in advance. My favorite you stand beside the beautiful bride. Unfortunately, the bride is not me. [2] I didn’t spend Valentine’s Day with anyone. I was not greedy. I was not sad at all on every Valentine’s Day in the past. However, on this Valentine’s Day, I touched my heart doubtfully and looked at my heart which was scarred. How could I feel such pain? I buried my face in the dark night and asked myself, what’s the pain? The person I love most used not to belong to me or anyone, but now he is another one of her. Please forgive my little jealousy, my love is jealous. My last. I once told myself that I couldn’t write these words to you any more. Every memory was a deep pain. Then, every time, I always told myself that this was the last time. [3] I don’t deny that I am a woman who is very artistic. I used to really blame myself for my loneliness and arrogance. I deeply doubt whether it is because of my lack of efforts, that makes me lose you forever. I breath to ask you for your final choice. I am really afraid that you will kindly send me the text message I edited for you. The last thing I wanted to see finally happened was that I gave myself a dead end. I don’t know how to reply to your text message. I can only say, wish you happiness, and I can only cover my sadness with the ending of Farewell. [4] my favorite you are finally really far away from my life. I picked up my mobile phone for countless times to find some unreasonable excuses and gave you information. I turned it over for six times before I remembered my unrequited feeling. Sometimes, I really want to make myself weak and tell you how reluctant I am to give up you. However, I, who was not stupid, could not say a word of love when facing you. [5] Dear, I wish you and your wife a happy Valentine’s Day. I love you. 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…

Pocket Garden

There is an open space around the villa I rented. Because there are all cement stones, only some weeds grow there. I feel very sorry to see it deserted, so I went outside with some soil by electric car and came back. After going back and forth for dozens of times, I finally filled the open space and planted some vegetables there. Last year, I first buried some cucumber seeds, pepper seeds and soybean seeds in that piece of land. The seedlings soon broke out and grew fast, but they didn’t bloom and bear fruit for a long time. I don’t dare to judge whether this phenomenon is normal for those who haven’t been farming for a long time. I just set up a shelf for them with a bamboo pole, watering them every day and fertilizing them irregularly. This vegetable garden almost started at the same time as my business, so during that time, I was looking forward to the early success of the business, and I was also looking forward to the flowering and fruiting of cucumber seedlings and bean seedlings downstairs. About half a month later, when I almost lost patience, the cucumber seedling first bloomed yellow flowers, first one, and then turned into a piece the next day, then purple flowers came out from the bean seedling. I was very excited and watered them more diligently. Soon they all produced green cucumbers and beans, and after a few days they grew up to the extent that they could eat. At the beginning, my wife and I were very delighted with this kind of cucumber planted by ourselves. Standing under the cucumber shelf, we picked a cucumber casually and washed it in the pool beside us, when I came back, I stood under the cucumber shelf and enjoyed other hanging cucumbers and beans while eating. I felt a sense of satisfaction. Soon the Pepper also bloomed white flowers, and soon it was full of pepper. Beans and cucumbers also ripen quickly. We eat cold mixed cucumbers and fried beans every day. The pepper was then ripe in large quantities. We really couldn’t finish it, so we picked a lot and gave it to my younger brother. Later, I planted some nee again. During that time, we didn’t buy vegetables, and all we ate were the freshest beans and peppers. When making salad and noodles, cut some Nee and put it inside, which tastes very fragrant. At that time, my business was still very bleak, and I didn’t receive an order except that some customers asked me to take samples. I have been thinking that business is just like a small vegetable garden downstairs. As long as you keep fertilizing and watering, you will get results one day. Hard work pays off. At the end of the year, I finally received several good orders. When I got the orders, I thought of the small vegetable garden again. It was so similar that I could bear the temper, if you work hard, there will always be results. This year, I once again planted beans, melons, cucumbers, Chenjie and pepper in the small vegetable garden, but there was night rain when I planted Chenjie twice. The next morning, when I saw it, it was beaten to death by the rain, and the pleiform never sprouted. The vegetable melons planted also turned into cucumbers after flowering and fruiting, and then ushered in a long plum rain season. Cucumbers and beans are both hot and water-loving plants, and they are most afraid of the wet rainy season, so they will soon be tortured to yellow by the rainy season after they bear a bunch of fruits, it’s just like a person getting old when he is just in middle age. What is gratifying is that after the rainy season, pepper grows slowly and blooms and bears fruit. The green and large pepper grows well. These days we are enjoying the green and environment-friendly life brought by Pepper. Yesterday, I dug a piece of land again and scattered some seed of Euphorbia seed, waiting for it to take root and sprout. In a couple of days, I plan to remove the bean and melon racks, plant some green vegetables, and continue to enjoy this kind of green life in autumn and winter. In fact, life is always like growing vegetables. You will grow vegetables whatever you sow. Sow seeds, try hard to water and fertilize them, and take care of them meticulously, which will eventually produce fruits that satisfy you. Don’t worry in this process, because everything has its own laws. We can’t go against the laws of nature and let it grow the results you need too early and too fast. If so, what grows may be the crooked melon and split jujube. Another feeling is that it is not reliable to eat on the sky. If I cover this pocket garden with plastic greenhouse, it may not be affected by the rainy season. However, most of China’s current agriculture still depends on the weather. If the new year is good, they will receive three or five more. If the new year is bad, they may not receive anything. For example, in this year’s flood, many farmers may not receive anything, chinese farmers are still very passive. Of course, there are also regrets. When I couldn’t finish eating pepper last year, I often got up in the morning and there would be a lot less. So did this year. The cucumbers hanging on the shelf would disappear inexplicably, I’m not sure it was stolen by someone, but the loss of fruits at least makes people uncomfortable. Anyway, the Pocket Garden brings us more happiness and enjoyment. I like this small vegetable garden, which will become a classic memory in my life. 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. 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Brush on a miss

Winter is coming, and I am still on the edge of worry, bitterness and tiredness. In July, he led his younger brother back from Beijing to see a doctor. His father was ill again and was admitted to the hospital. I am guarded him day and night. This guard lasted for three or four months, I haven’t had a complete sleep till now. Winter days are gray. My heart is deep. I spend every day in the dark, my whole body is sore, and I have to work with my teeth clenched. Looking at my father’s aging caused by illness, my heart was very painful and painful. I don’t know how many times I cried secretly. My family, my wife, has been away for twenty days, and I don’t care for a month. I feel ashamed and can’t bear it. I was anxious to have the technique of two places to take care of myself, but I didn’t have the ever-changing function, so I had to let my wife bear hardships at home. I was very fond of home, but now I am more and more nostalgic for home. I feel really good at home, with the care of my wife. When I am tired, I have my wife’s shoulder to lean on. It can be said that home is the harbor of happiness, and home is the place to pour out your feelings. No matter how hard and tired I was when I got home, I seemed to relax at once. Today, on the way to buy vegetables, I met a fellow villager who was in the queue. The happy mood could not be described. We held hands with each other and asked questions. Thirty years have passed, and the fleeting years have ruined people. We are all over 50 people. The floating black hair on the temples showed a root of white hair, and the wrinkles were full of hardships of the years. We stood by the roadside for a few hours. Even if the cold wind blew, we didn’t care. The warmth of hometown had already melted the cold of winter. My heart and enthusiasm warmed my whole body. Although it was ice when we stepped on our feet, the snowflakes on the branches blew down on our heads and melted, we didn’t scruple or even move our steps. When I got home, I couldn’t calm down for a long time. Thinking of the scene when I was in the queue, I drew a few pictures of the country scenery. The scenes remain in my heart till now, so I drew the scenery of the countryside without any effort. Painting while missing. That was the place where my youth stopped, leaving me the best time, which made me learn a lot of knowledge and skills in that world. Think about it, embroidered insoles, thousands of needles and thousands of threads, colorful silk threads embroider pairs of beautiful insoles. That stitch, the pattern embroidered is the best stitch embroidered by the big girl in the village. I remember that fellow villagers praised me and said: This stitch is not like embroidered by girls in the city, which is better than that of girls in our village. Yes, I have been in the queue for three years and spent most of my time playing basketball in the commune. Although I have little time working in the team headquarters, I always have to spare some time to play with the girls in the village. Their simple life deeply touched me. They are hardworking and ingenious. Every rainy and snowy day is their rest day, which is also my rest day. Several good girls sit on the hot Kang, holding needlework in their hands: some cover soles and some embroider insoles. I am very envious of doing good needlework one by one. Because I can draw, the embroidered insoles are all patterns drawn by myself. Sitting in the middle of them, one stitch, one stroke, one stroke and one stroke, the insoles finally embroidered are not only satisfied with themselves, but also highly praised by everyone. If I didn’t have that period of queue-jumping time, I would certainly not have learned the craft of embroidery. A few years ago, in our painting and calligraphy exhibition for the elderly, I put my insoles and socks on display at the exhibition, which was praised by more lovers. Another village head specially invited me to work as a consultant in their village. The village head took advantage of traditional culture to show the elegant demeanour of our Chinese nation. He brought the delicate, beautiful and beautiful insoles embroidered by the experts of embroidery in the village to the market, walked out of the Niangzi Pass and went to the world. In my spare time, I often think of the past years, especially the life in the countryside, which has taught me a lot and enriched my experience. I want to thank the years, the life and the big girls in the countryside for making my life colorful, more substantial and meaningful. The missing under the brush, the story under the brush, and the life under the brush make my heart full of incomparable happiness. When I have time, I will draw more pictures in my heart, scenery in my heart and stories in my heart with the pen in my hand. 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…