I am teachers?

I am teachers? I often ask myself secretly: Am I really a teacher? Do I still have the qualification to be a teacher? I have swore countless times: I don’t want to write about teachers, I don’t want to think about the word teacher, and I don’t want to write anything about teachers any more. In a fit of pique, I tied up all my books about education and teaching into dozens of bundles and sold them all as waste; I also swore that I would not read any more articles about education and teaching. Let the inherent concept that has been stuck on my face for decades, carried on me for decades and stranded in my heart for decades fade away forever. I want to say: I am actually an incompetent teacher, even not like a teacher at all. I am just a person, a man, a man with flesh and blood, an ordinary man with a deep sense of hardship. My identity is not enough for the sacred title of teacher. I am worthy of this noble profession full of sense of responsibility. Really, whenever I fill in the word teacher in the column of profession, my hands are trembling, my heart is trembling. However, not long ago, when I saw a post criticizing teachers on the Internet, I was almost angry and angry. I felt like I had too many grievances in my heart and too many tears to pour out. I couldn’t bear it any more. I shook the keyboard with trembling hands and fought back fiercely. Although I was not scolded by that post, I knew it in my heart and really understood: I am teacher! I am an ordinary teacher who really stands in the front line of teaching without any position! He scolded all the teachers. If I didn’t fight back, wouldn’t it mean I got scolded by him for nothing? Although in my decades of teaching career, I have also been scolded, beaten, and suffered a lot of unreasonably bad temper, I didn’t know how many times tears flowed secretly, even trembling with anger and nowhere to vent, but I endured it. I always thought it was my own fault. I tried my best to find problems from myself. I couldn’t blame the fierce and aggressive parents, but publicly scolded all the teachers on the forum, I can’t stand it. I’m really angry. I became a teacher when I was eighteen. When the score of college entrance examination was finished, my teacher also said solemnly: rural children, it is not easy to take an exam, so just fill in the normal school! I was not sensible at that time. The teacher’s words were imperial edict, and one to seven volunteers were all filled in the normal school. The result can be imagined: I have been a teacher since then. This will last for 30 years. The dream-like 30 years were long and short, just like a cloud of smoke. Almost a blink of an eye passed, leaving nothing left, but I suddenly changed from an ambitious young man with hair to an old man with white hair. Looking back: what have I done in the past 30 years? In addition to waiting or waiting; In addition to being angry or angry; In addition to being helpless or helpless …… I can’t say that I didn’t work hard; I can’t say that I didn’t try my best; I can’t say that I’m not teaching seriously; it cannot be said that I am irresponsible; It cannot be said that I have not achieved brilliant achievements. I used to take two main courses of the graduating class for many years, and also took the head teacher for many years. But what’s the use of this? This kind of achievement and glory can only be a comfort! Even in retrospect, there are too many sorrows. I can’t say that peaches are all over the world. I feel ashamed when I hear this word! I have taught countless students. Nowadays, which student does not need me to be free and unrestrained, and which student is not more carefree and comfortable than me. What do I have? What else do I have besides falling into a pain? Today’s teachers are not only students who don’t understand and respect, but almost the society complains and curses against teachers. Even some newspapers and periodicals, every time something happens on campus, he made a lot of exaggeration and blamed all the responsibilities on teachers. It seemed that teachers were Immortals and things out of touch. Every time I saw such news, I felt distressed in my heart, expressing grievances for those teachers who were wronged. Not only in the society, but also in the education circle. If the students are ill, someone will go to see them; If the teachers are ill, no one will pay attention to them. When something happened to the students, everyone panicked; When the teacher had something, everyone avoided it. Among all these, who has really cared about teachers’ sufferings, teachers’ safety, teachers’ physical condition and teachers’ mental health! When teachers are not taken seriously in our education, it is reasonable that the whole society does not respect teachers! Nowadays, it is really difficult to be an ordinary and responsible teacher. When teachers even feel hard to have a good class, teachers have too much helplessness when facing students, please don’t pour any more cold water on the teachers’ heart, and don’t let their unnumb hearts snow any more. Yes, when the tuition and miscellaneous fees of nine-year compulsory education had been removed, and some schools were still collecting such and such fees, many people couldn’t figure it out. This is so normal. I can’t figure it out. I also don’t understand. I also feel confused and helpless. This may not be the problem of the school, let alone the teacher. To put it bluntly, the teacher is just a cashier in the mall. When the cashier wants to collect your money, you said that he shouldn’t accept your money, which was really unfair {maybe this metaphor was inappropriate}. Then, as an ordinary teacher, I really don’t know why I have to collect so much money. I don’t know at all, and I don’t want to know. Anyway, even under the circumstance that my normal salary is hard to be cashed, I am even too lazy to figure it out. Am I still a teacher? I often ask myself: why don’t I look like a teacher? I am still worrying about my livelihood, beating and scolding others at will, and being wronged by others, I asked myself secretly: I am a teacher? Do I still look like a teacher? Do I still have the qualification to be a qualified teacher? I am man, I am a man, I am a man with flesh and blood! However, I still doubt: how can I even have no qualification to be a normal person? Teachers! You come back! I hope that one day you can stick it on my face again and again. 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…

Your image, my confusion

Occasionally, I saw a lying-down stone turtle beside the pool. The turtle is about long and has four limbs stretching out. The turtle shows a circle of cyan-gray oval circles, the head and neck stretched slightly upward, but there was no head. Looking more carefully, the head was polished smooth and smooth as if it had been grinded. What is the reason for this? Why should a stone turtle be put in such a garden as a pool scene, but the head and neck of the turtle stone are not allowed to be cut and sawed out? Where did the person who designed this scene, this garden and this thing at the beginning have the intention and the meaning. Standing aside, I stared at the stone turtle whose head had been cut off with some dull eyes. I felt sad but heartbroken for it. What could a stone turtle do, but the people in the garden you built didn’t let it go, and let it bear such pains. You, the person who built the garden, could even be so cruel, it can’t enjoy the bright sunshine even if it becomes a stone, but it still needs to show its corpse to the public in the bridge pavilion beside the pool. Walking all the way, thinking about the trace of turtle and stone, I had no heart to browse all the small tables beside the road, just following the pavilion path of pool bridge, step slowly towards the direction of returning. The grass beside the road seemed to stretch out unconsciously, and the street lamp beside the road was still the same as before. But I don’t know why the wicks in some stone lamp holders hang askew, while the small round stone balls above the head of the lamps seem to be trampled down artificially, originally this was a very good Pavilion and garden design apartment, but I didn’t know when there was no careful maintenance of the staff. The gifts were not as changeable as yesterday, but there was no way to go back to yesterday. Walking, walking and thinking, this was originally an unintentional experience, but the natural scenery of this headless Turtle Stone and lamp stone, I have to worry about it as if I am confused, but why these natural landscapes are not valued artificially, cared carefully and confused by any guards. 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…

Winter language emotion

I have experienced wind and rain, I have seen rainbows, one year after another, just like a blink of an eye. Yesterday’s laughter has become a memory in a hurry, and time has witnessed the past red dream like smoke! Whose missing is the wind on the other side? Uneasy heart, ripples layer by layer, ripples layer by layer — what do you expect? It will be sunny tomorrow! You tangled? Why do you feel attached to the same fallen flowers! From the bottom of my heart, I don’t expect that everything changes and everything is unpredictable. May be moved and silent, may wind and rose words have been sweet! Maybe suddenly looking back, meeting, breaking up always matters! Maybe that month of that year, just like a wisp of breeze, disturbed my dream! Because memories are boundless, without constraints and fences. Because dreams are infinite and seamless, without coastline and horizon. Maybe time is a beautiful colorful butterfly. No matter what the past or the future is, at least, it has let us walk into a place where flowers bloom and fall. Inadvertently, every bit, deep or shallow, no matter we get together or miss it, we all have the fragrance of roses, touching a graceful and graceful heart quietly. Maybe we can’t let go, we can’t let go, and we are so charming, along the warm four seasons, spray flowers are aroused ——– maybe, when you wake up in the evening or in the morning one day, you will see snowflakes flying all over the sky, glittering and translucent Elf falling gently on the House, trees or hair on your face, or get into the neck mischievously, cool —– at that moment, it was particularly unique and unique beauty; At that moment, waiting was not the end; Maybe it was the meeting of this moment that fell in love at first sight, I admit that I fell in love with you at first sight and like this light and slow dancer. Everything in the world is wonderful and charming because of your arrival. I can no longer express it in words. My soul is blooming in a peaceful and white place, and romantic, cozy — fleeting years, quietly, passing shoulders. Memory, gentle, treasure. Tranquility and purity have become the eternal scenery in my heart. A happy dream is just like a bird playing in spring, drunk on the branch of the season, bringing people the mentality of having no desire to fight with the world. Naturally, detached and open-minded, and sigh with emotion! Happiness comes first, why wait until tomorrow? At any time, at any place, without any reason, you can show your relaxed and elegant self in your own way anytime and anywhere. Even if it is a simple smile, just like this snowflake, carefree, free, natural, true, how good! A layer of love every season, a lifetime of love. The smiling sunshine pulls out the strings of winter. The hibernating village. The crowd at that station. The lonely Moonlight —— the story of light wind and clouds, like snow, fluttering. My heart is seductive and exquisite with my dream —— endless! In this winter, I often live by the window, with a silent attitude, along with the winter steps, through thousands of mountains and rivers, looking. The sky is cloudy and sunny; Clouds gather and disperse, and flowers will wither and bloom again ——- flowers bloom and fall, which is the happiness of gifts! The ups and downs are the passion of harvest! With the warmth of one meter of sunshine and the deep feeling of an old song, I built a city containing flower-like worries, so that the pure land of my soul will always be filled with songs; Leisure and dream-seeking! Like, Winter. [Winter is coming, spring will not be too far away —- like it, silence. Like It, Let happiness grow invisible wings, fly to the next Spring Paradise—– 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…

Smile bai mei sheng

I often observe things carefully with my eyes, and then carefully annotate the past, present and future. The eyes are the window of my heart, and the emotional station where you and I communicate with each other. Sometimes I am watching, sometimes I am thinking, sometimes I am observing the netizens I know on the internet. I am really glad that I have met all the good people and sincere people, he gave me a lot of care and care, which often moved me deeply! And the only thing I can give to others is just a slight attachment and a slight freehand brushwork. Many times I always live in this deep self-accusation and anxiety. All I can do is to turn all my good wishes into a pen in my hand, knock the keyboard and fly the words, and write my feelings, share with friends. I don’t think how long I can go on the Internet or how long I have to go on the internet is very important. What matters is that I have you along the way. Smile drunk my heart, smile drunk red, smile bai mei sheng. I had joys and sorrows as well as separation and reunion in my life journey. Looking at each other with tears and emotions, I finally became a ten-mile Pavilion. In your distant back, I was overlooking, looking back, and my heart went to the end of the world with your beloved you. What I couldn’t bear to see most was the scene of tears from injury, separation again and again, blessings again and again, exhortations one after another, calls one after another, the past events in the past and the continuation of the future. Sometimes we are lingering together in a trance in dreams, but we can’t hear your voice. We can only see your affectionate eyes longing and staring. You and I walk in different parallel lines, and disappear in a flash without any trace. After waking up every night, there are sleepless nights one by one. I don’t know if you are missing me at this time? Have you already fallen asleep with me? I always feel that it is a burst of confusion and anxiety in the turmoil, looking back is always full of infinite hope and attachment, but also full of infinite helplessness and melancholy, I am have to do it. I don’t want to stand in the blank space deeply and for a long time. Looking around, I am the only one who trudges. But I can’t see your vivid figure in my plane, in my three-dimensional feeling, in the waves of my heart. I am haggard for Yixiao, and I will not regret when my clothes are getting wider. The most unforgettable thing in my emotional resume is you in my heart. When I am upset, when I need comfort, when I am most vulnerable, I will chat with you on QQ, I will tell you my love. Every word you say and every laugh you laugh are my thirst, which makes me lonely and helpless. I quietly and slowly walk out of sorrow, laziness, mud and darkness. Gradually and gently walk towards you and approach your side. Walk to your love, walk in front of your eyes, walk into your heart. You are my dream of 500 years of love in the past and present. You bring me joy, passion, tenderness and drizzle. Sometimes I will casually ask you on the Internet that it is too accidental for me to get acquainted with you. I did not expect that I would meet you in this life, and I would play your online love story with you. You have told me that you seem to have known me very early. In your thoughts and feelings, you have already had the shadow of a person like me. I am also very surprised, why not meet you sooner or later in this late autumn season. If you are late and old, maybe you can’t find me. I answered you with a smile. Even if you are old and I meet you, I will still pursue you and express my love to you. Even if you can’t be together, you should also understand that you are the woman I have been looking for in my life. One of your eyes, one of your charm, I can feel your thoughts and thoughts without language expression. You are like waves on the sea that can always stir waves in my heart, moved my heart. Smile drunk my heart, smile drunk red, smile bai mei sheng. Love comes and goes in a hurry how many people come together wrongly how many people are separated because of helplessness no matter what, please don’t forget how much you have loved, how much laughter, how much sadness, how much changes in the past, how many flowers bloom and fall, and how many fleeting years the red line always emerges the moment when you and me blend sorrow break the white head Love silk drunk down the mortal world how many dust the past has changed with the wind and clouds the past scene in the heart constantly how many lovers are not around for 500 times of looking back the shoulder brush of this life even though I love it so much, I just want to tell you the oath in my heart until I see your face clearly. The person who loves me turns around and smiles happily. 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…

You are the April day of the world

Like it, read yours, you are the April day of the world. Send me warm water in Chunjiang River, Green as blue, smile and smile, and love in the sky. You are Pearl, gold, and the source of wealth. You are a colorful butterfly, a flower fairy, and a beautiful classic. You are the clouds and smoke in the early April, the wind blows softly at dusk, the stars flash unintentionally, and the fine raindrops spill in front of the flowers. That light, that graceful, you are, fresh Yan. You wear the crown of flowers. You are innocent and solemn. You are the full moon every night. You are the flowers blooming tree by tree, and the swallow whispering among the beams. You are love, warmth, hope, and April! In short, I felt quiet, elegant, natural and comfortable. After a few strokes, I felt sincerity, firmness, Grace and leisure. It is not snow lotus, raindrops, stars, and love poems. On that day, I lifted the sail of memory lightly only for your lightness posture and reserved smile in the yearning and yearning. In January, I counted the papers of time and space only for the ink of your agilawood in the yearning and yearning. And graceful poem that year I described the verdant green mountain just for a lingering and lingering your fresh warmth and verdant heart that I explored the Sky’s high just for a love and love you pure Heart and persistent sight thank God, thank network. Let me know you. Thank you for your fate and life. Let me know you. You are the spring, you are the warm sun. You are the moonlight, you are the fragrance of flowers. You are rain Dew, you are sugar cane. You are colorful clouds, you are flowers. I am not lonely with you. I will always be happy with you. You are the blue sky, you are the clear spring. You are scriptures, you are poems. You are warm, you are bright. You are missing, you are hanging. You are April in the world. With you, I will not wither. With you, I am Yingge and Yanfei. It’s you: send me Chunjiang water warming. Send me green as blue. Give me a smile. Send me the attachment in the sky. You are Pearl, gold, and the source of wealth. You are a colorful butterfly, a flower fairy, and a beautiful classic. 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…

Then brother still Small

The cruel reality is worth the money. As a typical representative of Sanwu (that is, no family background, no strength), my elder brother started to make soy sauce for others, and now he is still selling youth at a low price. Summary of six words, there is no coin cup in the way of money (the future is extremely tragic). With Brother Sharp’s attitude, Sister Furong’s figure before losing weight ran three times, looking through the old bills of her elder brother, and too many personal debts were not returned. The Moonlight was quiet on the noisy Long Street, and my brother went shopping without a dime in his pocket. A lot of things are not worth owning, and brother is not worthy of that level. After all these years, I finally figured out one thing. In this world, there are two kinds of people who are horrible. The first one is those who pretend to be compared, and the second one is those who don’t admit that they pretend to be compared. Sorry, onlookers, brother said dirty words, guilty! Brother said frankly that the purpose of writing this nonsense is just to make everyone happy about the unhappy things. Also let oneself biequ long-emotional, completely from here 1.1 drops, word vomiting out. When my elder brother left his hometown, he wore a blue shirt and dark jeans which were popular in the school. He tossed his hairstyle of four or six points without a dandruff. My mother sent me away from the back of my turn, which made my brother cry with great quality. At that time when my elder brother started his career, that immature and pure strength was absolutely high and cool in autumn without any dry weather. With a kind of self-righteous innocence and innocence, he plunged into the big vat of this society. As time went by, my elder brother gradually learned to compromise, tolerate and escape these words. I had no place to stand in my dictionary before. The ancient people warned us that the light spots and stains of the world are also shallow; The experience is deep and the machinery is also deep. As for whether you believe it or not, brother xinniao. The resolution is still very high. I remember that an old friend once said that my elder brother was like an old house, which was so close that he couldn’t walk in. That brother of cardamom who had not fallen into Shaohua Zhengmao even felt that he was unfathomable, strange and changeable. Now I think about it, it is not just adolescence, but also confusion and mess. A word of praise from others without heart can also make the small universe smug for a long time. Just when I was updating this slow text, a little friend suggested to change my brother into an uncle. What I wanted to say was that although my brother was heading towards uncle, but at this sensitive age, I also want to pretend to be young and cute, so I insist on using it. Brother, it is a legend. The experience has accumulated deeper and deeper, and the city is no longer shallow. I am afraid that there are too many bright swords and dark roads in this world, and there is no room left! There are the nail clippers in the gentle village of young and pretty girls, and the pig-killing knife poked out for beauty by the brother of the worshiper. As the saying goes, do not compete with the second generation of officials for work, and do not rob women with the second generation of Xuan. After understanding, my elder brother must be a man with his tail between his legs, and all male compatriots should also keep it in mind. However, when things come to an end, we can’t retreat. This is my principle and even my bottom line. To be honest, my brother was very poor. Except for his wife and mother, he was never afraid of anyone. I have to admit that it really began to degenerate. Internet don’t want to chat, offline don’t know what to do. What kind of passion, enthusiasm and warmth are also gloomy, silent and decadent. My elder brother has been a miserable bastard for so many years, and he is still beaming himself in a foreign land thousands of miles away. As soon as I climbed the painful button, someone asked my brother, are you a student? What a major? I don’t pretend to compare with others, and I am responsible to tell you that I taught myself how to cook without dampness, and I haven’t studied for a few days. At that time when I was studying, my elder brother was always invisible and low-key (he was not high-profile, and he was a target that could not be targeted by satellite navigation in the crowd.), Until third not been assessed X guy, until technical secondary school on second girl rejected. The elder brother began to wake up. He did not belong to the school and did not belong to Lang Lang’s reading voice. My elder brother traveled all over the world and lived a life without a meal. He went to factories for several times and was dumped for many times. Finally, he met his sister-in-law at the end of the 20th year. It was a long drought and sweet dew, that was the amazement and amazement of seeing the sun in rainy days. Of course, this is another story. For more information, please consult your sister-in-law. At that time when I was studying, my elder brother was so poor that all the answers to the questions were all depending on the trap. Fortunately, there were more judgements and judgements in the multiple choice questions in the English test paper than the blank-filled composition questions, and the scores were always hovering. I am very sorry for the English teacher who spitted his teeth and claws in class. Even if he satirized his brother and satirized him and disdained him, he neither blamed him nor hated him, I want to say something to him. In fact, his hairstyle makes people speechless. I never thought that I would become like an old man. I was always implicit and shy, afraid of being criticized when meeting strangers. Since my score dropped by ten million Zhang, my brother broke the jar and broke it. Then, the teachers found that the elder brother’s handwriting was very old-fashioned. They helped the head teacher correct his homework in the second day of junior high school so that he could have time to play basketball. In the third day of junior high school, they helped the physics teacher learn from the three representatives. Technical secondary school when is jumping up and down lawless. The dorm fellows were arrested when they climbed over the wall to surf the Internet and showed up in public at the school meeting, which could be regarded as an alternative fame. I once confessed loudly in the downstairs of the girls’ dormitory. Unfortunately, I met a rival in love and put down the cruel words and almost PK. Unfortunately, I always followed my elder brother. The first factory I practiced with was a Taiwan-funded enterprise. Taiwan-funded enterprises were stingy and arrogant, which was not the point. The point was the night before my elder brother officially went to work, my elder brother managed to count the gang fights between people from Anhui and Hubei, and was taken away by patrol police cars. The company spent money to redeem people in the police station overnight. The next day when the smell of gunpowder was very strong, the leaders of the company wanted the people who participated in the fight to stand out voluntarily, and then stood in the military posture under the scorching sun for two hours with all their will. After the punishment, my elder brother understood what capitalism was and what the exploitation system was. They all wore the coat of a communist society. At that time, the small bean sprouts which were born in the first love were strangled in the scattered cradle, and my brother’s heart which was more fragile than glass broke all over the floor. Now I turned around 45 degrees to see that the girl with ponytail was a memory that my elder brother couldn’t wipe. In her hometown, she is almost a wife and a mother at this age. Wish her and her family well. If you walk on thin ice, won’t you drown again? Practice has proved that if you always walk along with love, you will always be separated. It has been hit a lot, my brother’s heart is still afraid of the thorns of your roses. Don’t make expensive international jokes with your brother. If you can afford it, you are afraid that you can’t afford it. When the cell phone single was circling “at that time my brother was still young”, Zhou Tongtong performed it with a slightly vicissitudes of life. The words were like knives carved on my brother’s chest, which was so close to my brother’s wind and rain for twenty-five years. Just like the “old boy” of Chopsticks Brothers, it can always cause deep sadness in the hearts of a generation. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Back forgotten memories

Hearing such a whine was really horrible, but also for regret. Wolves lived together and their hearts were pitiful. Animals could still be like this. They spared no effort for the Wolf clan and the gathering of wolves, and do whatever it takes to nurture the legacy. However, in such a big family of human beings, how to inherit and reproduce his descendants. In the natural forest, birds sing with birds, trees speak with trees, streams have watershed in the stream, and wolves cry again and again in the echo of the valley, what was the wound that made the wolf roar so mournfully? Was it because he was for the dead wolf child, his wife, or even his similar ethnic group. It is said that wolves are the animals that live together in groups. In many reports about wolves and legends about cultural relics publicity, they are also proved in this way. On the branches, birds chirped. Birds and Wolves were originally a forest farm where they were born together, but when they heard the howling of wolves, it seemed that they were singing leisurely and joyfully like people who were fine. The clear spring beside the trees was dancing softly, the pebbles beside the stream still showed mottled bulges. Banderui’s pure flute was still circling over the whole wilderness forest. Kid, my baby, where have you been? You let your mother find you for a good life; Son, where have you been? You let your mother find you again and again; Son, my baby, where on earth have you been, don’t let mom look for you again and again with painstaking efforts, tearing the soul of people, boiling her heart and tears on her face, wet the clothes and sweat permeated the back, but it was hard to find the return of the soul. Ah, where am I? She suddenly woke up, with a sweaty shirt back and a tight waist. She brushed it with her hands, until she got the child who was still sleeping deep in the dream, she suddenly woke up and screamed, my child, he is here. At this time, she turned on the desk lamp on the head of the bed with her hand, and stared at it again. The baby who was still sleeping soundly, her round little face, showed the rudeness of powder puff, and his little fleshy hands, thick webbed fingertips, which were unusually solid and cute. At this time, she couldn’t help sighing a little bit, and took a corner of the quilt for the child carefully, following his arm, then he gently covered his quilt. At this time, she was able to turn off the light and lie down peacefully, ready to fall asleep peacefully. But at this time, she was awakened by the disturbance of her dream, but it was hard to bridge her eyes and fall asleep again and again. What appeared in front of my eyes were all the flickering figures in my dreams. One scene after another, one scene after another, which was always frightening but disturbing, I can’t help thinking about it in my heart. The shadow I searched in my dream went through streets and streets, asked a pedestrian and a passerby, checked a store and then entered a store, she kept looking at whether she had seen it. My child was the one who was asked by my child. She shook her head constantly. No one had ever seen the low-pitched whisper, no one has ever seen your child, but she still does not lose it over and over again. She is not willing to look for it again and again, walking and screaming the child, my child, where did you go? Children, my children, my baby, where have you been? Come out quickly, let mom have a look again, naughty you may be out of her sincerity, or because of her sincerity, unremitting efforts and heart, she moved God’s pity and finally found her child in a small shop. Her child was originally sent to a friend’s shop by her, but when she took a nap, she forgot the memory of returning because she was lost outside. 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…

一个人的梦与一个人的路

人生如梦。每个人,从小都有美好的梦想 或者梦想成为受人敬仰与爱戴的革命家、思想家、政治家、理论家,或者梦想成为维护世界和平、国家安全与领土完整、保卫人民生命和财产安全的军事家、战略家、军人、武警官兵、警察以及保安人员,或者梦想成为推动社会向前发展与时代进步的科学家、发明家,或者梦想成为为国家和社会创造物质财富、改变贫困生活,过上富有生活的的企业家、实业家、资本家、金融家、实干家、实际工作者,或者梦想成为创造精神文明的文学家、作家、诗人、文艺理论家、戏剧家、剧作家、艺术家,或者梦想成为外交家、外交人员,成为维护世界和平的使者,或者梦想成为教育家、教育工作者、为国家和社会培养有用之才 每个人的童年都是最美好的。童年留给我们的,既是令人美好的回忆,又是令人纯真的记忆。当一个人童年的时候,虽然有梦想,但是,并不会明白梦想的含义。一个人从童年进入学校读书后,接受了教育。由于每一个人的命运不同,每一个人的家庭出身不同,家庭环境不同,家庭经济状况不同 或者是出身于帝王之家、将相之家、高官之家,或者出身于名门望族、豪门世家、书香世家,或者是出身于普通的官员之家,或者是出身于普通的知识分子之家,或者是出身于富翁之家、富商巨贾、富豪大亨之家,或者是出身于经济条件较好的殷实人家,或者是出身于经济条件很差的贫困人家 一个人的出身,都是命中注定的 不管是出身于高贵的富有家庭,还是出身于卑微的贫困家庭,都不是自己所能够选择的结果。出身于富贵家庭,古人说命运好,出身于贫困人家,也无法改变。一个人的家庭出身,与一个人的成长环境与成长之路,与一个人的个人出身,虽然有着相当重要的联系,但是,一个人的命运好不好,能不能有所作为,干出一干事业,成为令人瞩目的有用之才,起决定性作用的是一个人自身的勤奋和努力与拼搏精神。家庭环境虽然是外部因素,都是个人的发挥才是内在根源所在。外部因素,只能起到推动作为,起决定作用的内在因素人为本身的原因。因此,最终决定一个人命运的最为关键的因素,当然并不是在于一个人家庭出身好不好,而是在于一个人本身的命运所决定。当然,不管怎么说,一个人的命运都与家庭出身与家庭的成长环境有关。一个人,出身于高官家庭与平民有所不同,一个人出身于高知家庭与出身于文盲家庭有所不同,一个人出身于富有家庭与出身于贫困家庭有所不同 一个人出身于富贵家庭,不但从小高贵,生活在优越的环境之中,从小就读书还和学习,而且具备各种各样的优越感与机遇;而一个人出身与贫困人家,不但没有优越感,而且会读书还和生活问题而发愁。由此可见,一个人的出身于一个人的成长环境有很大关系。 总的来说,一个人的出身与成长,只有两条途径 一是走读书成才之路。凡是真正有所作为的人才 不管是顶尖人才、高端人才,还是中级人才,普通人才 ,读书成才,都是最为主要的途径。 不管是伟大的思想家、政治家、军事家、战略家,还是杰出的文学家、艺术家、科学家、发明家、实业家,不管是顶尖领袖人物、高级管理人员,高级理论研究人员,还是各行各业的学有所成的专业技术人才以及从事科研与生产、经营的实际工作者,几乎都是通过学校读书的成长之路。他们首先是通过读书学习,接受高等教育,从而成为不同领域的专业人才。大学是培养专业的重要场所。 尤其是顶尖人才、高端人才最重要的场所。那些顶尖人才、高端人才,除了极个别例外外,几乎都是通过学校里培养成才。高等学府是培养和造就专业人才的殿堂。当然,社会上,到处都有杰出的人才。虽然有的人,既没有进过名牌高校,也没有进过普通的大专院校,而是通过自学,同样成才,了杰出人才,受到众人的敬慕,但是,那毕竟只是极少数。绝大部分的顶尖人才、高端人才,都是通过高等教育而学以所成的。顶尖人才、高端人才,都具有很高的学历与渊博的学识修养。他们不但毕业于国内的名牌高校,具有本科、硕士研究生、博士研究生、博士、博士后等学历,而且往往留学于国外的名牌大学,学贯中西。他们往往既是某一方面的专家,又是通晓多种学科的学问大家。另一条是自学成才之路。社会上,自学成才的很多。他们中,既有文坛上著名的作家、诗人,又有学术界有贡献的专家、学者,既有企业家、实业家,又有不同领领域的专业技术人才。但是,自学成才是一条充满着艰辛和曲折的成长之路,没有一定的经济条件和生活环境是很难的。社会上,有许许多多的有志者,希望能够自学成才,但是,真正能够走上自学成才之路,走向成功,出人头地,有所作为,成为有贡献、有成就、有影响、有名望的有用之才的人,毕竟很少。 二 李白说: 生不用封万户侯,但愿一见韩荆州。 李白既是唐代最有影响的伟大诗人,又是中国历史上最有影响的伟大诗人之一。李白的诗歌,穿越了时空,一千多年来,至今被人众口相传,妇孺皆知。而如果不是因为李白的诗歌,谁又知道韩荆州是谁呢? 其实,一个人的成功,与命运有着很大关系。 不管是是革命家、思想家、政治家、军事家、战略家、理论家,还是文学界、作家、诗人、戏剧家、剧作家、艺术家、科学家、发明家、企业家、实业家、实干家,成就一个人的最为关键的是决定于两个方面的因素 一个是要命运好。一个人的命运好,是一个人成功的关键因素所在。另一个就是人为的力量。那就是一个成功者,包括几个方面的因素 首先要有过人的胆略与远见卓识,具有过人的战略眼光,把握前进的方向,认真目标,大胆追求,坚持走下去,被有成功的希望与胜利的喜悦。另一个方面,要有过人的创造力、组织能力与管理能力,能够组织和团结一支具有战斗力、凝聚力、影响力的团队,并且成为团队的核心。其实,每一个人都希望自己能够自学成才,但是,自学成才也需要有别人的理解、支持和帮助与扶持的。有时候,一个人的力量是远远不够的。那些成功人物的背后,往往有很多人在默默地支持与贡献。科学家、科研工作者,进行科学研究,往往进行科研试验与实验,一个发明家搞产品开发,同样需要进行各种各样的实验,搞科研实验,有时候,需要有很多的专家、学者、科技人员、辅助人员,去共同完成。因此,搞科研、搞发明,一个人的力量非常有限,都需要有团体的力量。即使是搞文学创作,属于个人职业,一个作家,或者一个作者,只要手中有一张纸和一支笔,或者手头有一部电脑,就有了进行文学创作的条件了。但是,一个人的力量非常有限。一个作家的成功,仅仅依靠自己的努力还远远远不够。也需要能够得到别人的支持与扶助。一个文学爱好者、文学写作者自学成才,成功后,成为了名震文坛的作家或者诗人、戏剧家、剧作家,受人尊重,受人喜爱,成为新闻媒体报道的主角,成为新闻记者采访的焦点,成为众人心中的英雄,有可能名利双收,风光无限。然而,一个自己的成功,背后可能有很多热心的编辑的扶持、关怀与无私的奉献。作家成为了英雄,走到了舞台的中央,成为了顶梁柱,成为了众星捧月的名人和明星,而编辑在幕后不为人知。 三 在实际生活中,任何人都很讲究利害关系。世界上,并没有永远的敌人,既没有永远的朋友,只有永远的利益。大至一个国家与国家之间,地区与地区之间,小至单位与单位之间、部门与部门之间、行业与行业之间、邻里与邻里之间,都只有永远的利益。 现在,中国富了。中国的富翁、富豪、富商多了。领导干部、国家公务员、精英、文化名人、文学名家、实业家、企业家、资本家、金融家、专家、教授、影视明星、歌手、电视台节目主持人等成为了中国最为富有的人群。尤其是一些娱乐明星与电视台节目主持人,名气越大,身价就越高。那些娱乐明星、歌手,频频出现于公众场所、电视台,不但架子大。出场费高,而且声望高,影响大。那些娱乐明星、歌手,参加一次文艺晚会或者音乐会,唱一首的影响,要比很多杰出的科学家、技术专家的影响大得多。 而中国的文化名人、文学名家,作为社会上一个特殊的群体,一直同样受到公众的关注,而且期望很高。那些影响大、声望高的文化名人、文学名家,都是具有上亿万的身价。他们不但出版公司出版一部著作、文学期刊、报刊上发表一部作品,可以得到巨大的经济回报,就是他们的博客收入甚至的微博收入,就足以让那些普通的小人物惊讶了。那就是文化名人、文学名家的效应。 中国的文化名人、文学名家主要包括作家、诗人、戏剧家、剧作家、文学评论家、文学批评家、文学理论家、文学研究专家、文学管理家、文学教育家等几种不同类型。他们有的供职于文联或者作家协会,担任专业作家,从事专职创作,有的供职于出版公司、文学期刊杂志社、报刊杂志社担任专职编辑,从事文学编辑工作,有的供职于党政机、职能部门、文艺机构、文化团体、文艺团体,担任文艺官僚或者文化官员,从事文化或者文学领导或者管理工作,有的供职于国家文化机构、科院院所、大专院校、文化系统、文化单位、文艺单位,从事文化和文学研究、教学等相关工作。譬如说,有的作家,供职于省文联,担任专业作家,身兼省文联主席、党组书记,是国家一级作家,属于国家创作一级。有的作家供职于省作家协会,担任省作家协会主席兼文学期刊总编辑,属于国家一级作家兼编审。有的作家供职于省委宣传部,担任省委宣传部部长兼省文化厅厅长,属于国家一家作家兼高级官员。有的文学研究专家供职于省社科院,担任省社科院院长兼省社科院文学研究所所长,是高级研究员。有的作家供职于名牌高校,担任大学里的校长兼大学里文学院院长,身兼国家一级作家、国家一级教授博士生导师。有的作家供职于省出版集团公司,担任省出版集团公司董事长、总经理、总编辑,身兼国家一家、国家一级编审。 中国的作家,在出名前,可能的普通的小人物,有可能供职于企事业单位,从事业余文学创作。他们曾经在文学创作的道路上苦苦挣扎。而他们一旦出名后,就有机会进入文联或者作家协会工作。他们进文联或者作家协会后,或者当专业作家,从事专职创作,或者当文学期刊编辑,从事文学编辑工作,或者担任文艺领导职务,从事文艺领导与管理工作。一个作家,成名前,可能既要忙于工作,又要忙于创作,深受重荷。而他们一旦成名后,有可能工作很轻松 一个作家成名后,进入了文联或者作家协会,当了专业作家,就并没有具体的工作时间了。如果作家希望上班,那么,可以到文联或者作家协会报到 反正并没有具体的工作。时间完全可以由作家自由支配。一个作家,成名后,成为了国家重点保护的作家,属于有突出贡献的专家,享受有国家有关部门提供的相当级别的生活待遇和工资标准与津贴。有了优越的工作环境与良好的经济条件后,心中考虑的,可能并不是文学创作创作,而是与文学创作并不想干的晋级、职称、名分。一个作家,为了地位、身份、职称、职务,有可能去找关系、套热情。当一个作家还没有成名的时候,有可能被人瞧不起,甚至被人冷落与打压,当做茶余饭后的谈资。而当一个作家一旦成名后,就会成为受人敬重的英雄人物了。 四 现在,中国文坛上的作家,包括具有全国性影响的重要作家与具有地方性重要影响的作家,包括中国作家协会会员与全国各地的省市级作家协会会员,数以万计。如果加上全国各地的那些地市级作家协会会员,就更多了。总的来说,中国的作家,从个人的文学成就、影响、名望、地位、身份等多方面考虑。大致可以分为三种类型 是属于在全国具有重要影响的著名作家。他们往往具有国家一级作家或者研究员、编审、教授等高级职称,担任高级委员领导职务或者文化行政领导职务或者有关领导职务。他们是属于高级作家。他们在文学上作出了巨大的贡献或者干出了重要成就,是文坛上最具有影响力的著名的作家或者诗人、戏剧家、剧作家。他们往往供职于大都市、中心城市、重要城市,在中央和省市级党政机关、社会团体、文化团体、文艺机构、文艺单位、大专院校、科院院所、新闻媒体、企业事业单位从事文化、文化以及相关的工作。包括官僚作家、文人作家、学者型作家、明星型作家几种类型。他们大都非常富有,属于作家中的富有阶层。他们的属于富有作家。他们往往担任高级文艺领导职务或者文化行政管理职务或者相关的领导或者管理工作。他们往往生活于上流社会,属于文化名人、文化名流、文学名家。他们属于高知阶层。他们往往位高权重,声名显赫,身兼作家、官员、富豪、社会活动家等多种身份。 二是属于在地方上具有一定影响的著名作家。属于中级作家。他们在文学上作出了较大的贡献或者干出了较大的成就。他们往往供职于地市级或者县市级城市,他们具有较高的身份与地位。他们大都是在当地具有重要的作家或者诗人、戏剧家、剧作家。他们与高级相比,虽然没有那么崇高的地位和显赫的声望与巨大的财富,但是,他们大都是当地文坛的领袖与富有阶层。 三既没有影响,有没有声望的作家。他们都是无名作家或者业余作家、业余作者。他们往往既没有地位,有没有金钱,是中国文坛最为贫困的作家。因为他们大都生活在社会的最底层,因此,他们又可以称为是低级作家或者生活型作家。包括那些读书人出身、具有大学学历的的知识分子、没有进过大学的农民工作家、农民作家、工人作家、军旅作家等几种类型。除了少数家庭条件相对较好的地低级作家经济条件比较好外,绝大多数的低级作家都是属于无职无权的贫困者。 五 我不知道现在是怎么定位一个作家的?我想:所谓作家,当然就是指搞文学创作并且在文学创作具有一定的贡献或者成就的人。对于作家的定位,有狭义与广义两种概念。狭义的作家,是指从事文学创作并且在文学创作具有成就的人。从文学的变现形式看,作家包括两大类 一类是从事纯文学创作的作家,包括小说作家、散文作家、诗人、剧作家等几种类型。另一类是从事通俗文学创作的作家,包括通俗小说作家、通俗散文作家、通俗诗人、通俗剧作家等。从文学的传播媒体而言,包括传统的纸媒文学、影视文学、广播文学与新兴的网络文学两大类。有的作家,着重传统的纸媒文学创作,有的作家着重于传统的影视文学创作,有的作家,着重于传统的广播文学创作,有的作家,着重于网络文学创作。狭义的作家,一般是指那些从事传统的纸媒文学创作的主流作家,主要包括中国作家会员与全国各地的省市级作家协会会员。另外,还有全国各地的地市级作家协会会员与县市级作家协会会员。另外,还有文坛上,还有两类作家 一是著名作家,原来加入了中国作家协会或者圣十字架协会,是中国作家协会会员,或者是省市级作家协会会员,甚至在中国作家协会或者省省市级作家协会担任文艺领导职务,后来,由于多方面的原因,自动脱离了作家协会,但是,他们是文坛上有影响的著名作家。另一类同样是很著名的作家,他们在文学上有成就,在文坛上有影响、有声望,但是,既没有加入中国作家协会,也没有加入省市级作家,但是,他们的属于著名的自由作家。狭义的作家,主要是指主流作家,包括中国作家协会会员、省市级作家协会会员、地市级作家协会会员等不同的级别。广义的作家,包括传统的主流作家与新兴的网络作家两大类。除了作家外,那些职业或者非职业的自由撰稿人、职业或者非职业的网络写手,都是属于广义的作家。 根据中国作家协会的有关规定,能够有资格申请加入中国协会的会员,必须具备以下条件之一 一是在国家正规的出版单位出版了两部以上具有相当影响的的专著。所谓专著,当然就报包括了长篇小说与中短篇小说集、散文集、诗集以及文学理论专著、文学研究专著了。 二是在国家级以上文学期刊、报纸副刊上发表一定有影响的代表性作品或者在省级以上文学期刊、报纸副刊上发表具有一定数量的重要的代表性作品。 三是在具有重要影响的国家正规网站发表三十万字以上的具有广泛影响的网络文学作品。 四是文学上有重要成就的的管理者、编辑者、研究者、翻译者。 中国作家协会是属于全国性的作家的文艺团体,既是属于中央级(或者国家级)社会团体,又是属于中共中央宣传部领导的正部级国家文艺机构。中国作家协会会员都是在文学的不同领域做出了巨大贡献或者干出了突出成就的著名作家或者知名作家。他们大都是在全国具有重要影响的实力派作品与重要作家。加入中国作家协会的门槛高那是自然的。 省市级作家既是属于省市级社会团体,又是属于省级党委宣传部门领导的省厅级国家文艺机构。省作家协会会员,都是在文学上有一定成就和影响与知名度的作家。加入省作家协会的门槛也算比较高。加入省级作家协会协会,也必须出书或者在省级以上文学期刊或者报刊发表具有一定影响的代表性作品。因此,有能力公费出书者,都想方设法找关系公费出书。没有能力公费出书的,就自费出书。那些有能力在文学期刊、报刊上发表作品的,很有激情,频频在报刊上发表作品。那些没有能力在文学期刊、报刊上发表作品的,就从事网络文学创作,寻求出名与成功的机会。当一个作家,不容易。能够有机会成为作家、诗人的,都很幸运。我不是作家,连业余作者也不是。最多算是文学爱好者、网络文学爱好者、写作者。因此经常想在网络上发帖的缘故,时间一长,熟人就多了。从最初的发帖没有人回帖,到现在发帖后,经常有版主、网友的回帖。而我除了少数时间外,回帖很少。经常有版主抱怨说,我不回帖,不跟别人的帖子,缺少互动 其实,道理我又何尝不知道呢?我可能是网络文学爱好者命运最不好的人之一 当然,世界很大,中国很大,湖南很大,命运比我好的是亿万计,命运比我差的,也会有很多。虽然我贫穷,但是,我现在能够自食其力,可以靠脑力与体力劳动维持为生计。如果有可能,还可以尝试新的门路。 就我的个人爱好与兴趣而言,我最喜爱纯文学,最喜爱纯文学的爱情小说。但是,爱好与兴趣是一回事,真实的生活是一回事。搞纯文学,要想成功,只有几种可能 一是有钱。有钱就不用多说,没有什么办不成的事情。这对于我来说,希望是零。二是自己有媒体,尤其是出版公司或者文学期刊、报刊。这对于来说,不切实际。三是有很高的名望。这也是幻想,不现实的。因此,搞纯文学成功是不可能的。唯一的可能只有改变观念、改变思路,回归生活的真实与现实的真实。但是,不管生活如何变化,一个人的思想和观念,很难改变。我觉得:真理往往掌握在那些有权者手中。只有世界上还有贫富差距,就是强权的垄断是时代。至少在在一段相当长的时间内,强权时代不会消亡。文学同样如此。文学期刊都是官方的文联、作家协会、出版公司主管、主办,都是面向名家、名人的。唯一通向文学殿堂的的路,就是网络。 如果是仅仅将文学作为一种好自我娱乐的休闲方式,那么,最重要的就是在于乐趣。那么,玩是最重要的。如果是有志于纯文学创作,那么,要求与水准就相对较高。纯文学是将文学作为一门艺术作品,那么,当然就要讲究作品的水准与高度了。文学作品 既不管是长篇作品还是短篇作品,都必须具有一定的思想性与艺术性,才有文学的价值。而对于文学作品,不管是厚重的长篇小说,还是篇幅短小的中短篇小说、散文、诗歌,作品的价值观,最为重要的,表现在于两个方面 一是作品的思想性,对读者有什么教育学与知识性、启迪性,二个就是作品的艺术性。作为文学作品 不管是大部头的长篇小说、多卷体小说,还是中篇小说、短篇小说、散文、诗歌,不管是戏剧还是影视剧本、曲艺作品,不管篇幅长短,不管内容如何,文学作品的艺术性很重要。打个补丁恰当的比方,一部长篇小说,就好比是一株挺拔的青茂大树,那些多部曲长篇小说、多卷体长篇小说就会好比那些蓊葱茂翳的参天大树。越是挺拔的大树,枝叶越多的大树,越是高大的大树,根基也越深,生命力就越是强盛。文学作品的思想性,就好比是一棵参天大树的根基与主干。不管是多么高的树,首先在于根基牢固。一棵大树的根基越深厚,越粗大,主干越是粗大,大树就越具有旺盛的顽强生命力。如果根基不深、根基不牢,不管是多么高大的参天大树,都经不起风雨的侵袭。一部文学作品,尤其是长篇小说,思想性好,就具有阅读的持久性。没有思想性,作品就没有阅读的持久性。而文学作品的艺术性,就好比是一棵参天大树的枝叶 一株参天大树,没有枝叶,首先就没有美感 我们看到一株参天大树,没有枝叶,只有光秃秃的主干,呈现在眼前,不会引起我们的观赏兴趣与心中的激情。同时也就没有赏心悦目的心灵冲动了。一部文学作品,尤其是长篇小说,同样如此。作为一部文学作品,尤其是长篇小说,如果没有艺术性,那么,就不会有吸引读者的阅读兴趣与心中的激情。长篇小说需要思想性和艺术性,中篇小说同样需要有思想性和艺术性。即使是短篇小说、散文、诗歌,同样需要有思想性和艺术性。当然,对于那些厚重的长篇小和篇幅较长的长篇小说,反映的往往是比较复杂的社会生活的深化与思考,或者是对于未来生活的憧憬与展望,因此,长篇小说与中篇小说着重于作品的故事性与知识性,而对于短篇小说、散文、诗歌,因为篇幅短小,或者是取材于生活中的一个片段,或者来源于生活中感人画面,或者是有感于生活中的美好记忆,因此,题材新颖、情节离奇、巧设悬念、引人入胜,是吸引读者阅读的关键所在。如果是作为商业写作,以卖文为生的话,那么,就要讲究作品的商业价值。应当说,除了少数喜爱纯文学的作家、作者、文学爱好者外,爱好纯文学的人,毕竟相对较少。因此,很多人买书,并不是为了文学家、作家、诗人,也不是出于对文学的爱好与追求,而是出于消遣与休闲。众多的职业人士,在紧张的工作之余,上上网,看看书,放松一下心情。他们将看书当做是生活的一种娱乐方式。因此,作为商业性文学作品,就要与市场接近。市场就是作品的生命。有了市场,就有了生存的空间。商业性文学,就是市场文学。商业文学就要市场的需要。毕竟一个商业性作家,辛辛苦苦的写书,当然是为了名利。名声是利益的前提。利益是名声的实质。一个作家,写一部书出版后,要想让读者喜爱,乐意掏钱买书,当然就需要作家熟悉与了解读者的爱好与兴趣。一个作家要尽量满足读者的阅读需求。读者的阅读需求,就是市场需求。当然,每个人都会不同的爱好和兴趣。更何况,作家是个体,读者是群体,不同的读者,会有不同的爱好与兴趣。如何才能够成为一个真正受人欢迎的专职性或者兼职性商业性作家?商业性文学创作,如何能适应市场需求?如何才能够使商业性文学创作发挥最大的商业价值?这很值得我们去认真的思考。 为了适应生存的需要,我们应做多种准备工作。 一个人,没有梦,是不行的。没有梦,就没有追梦的信念与勇气。 一个人的梦多了,也不好。梦多了,就没有一个明确的目标了。 一个人有梦就好。一个人有梦,就想圆梦。要想圆梦,就会向前走下去。 赞 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Meet Most Beautiful

No matter in the bustling streets or in the secluded alleys, the encounter with strangers can always touch the inexplicable feelings deep in the heart, because the encounter is the most beautiful. I like to meet someone anywhere, strange faces, strange smiles, and the fleeting warmth between each other. Sometimes when a person is on a train in the middle of the night, leaning against the window to watch the vast black fields and hillsides outside the rails in the night, and the occasional sporadic country lights, his heart is empty, but calm and peaceful. I looked at the approaching and disappearing platforms, the silent green mountains outside the window, and a strange face passing by on the train. This flowing form was indeed a kind of beauty. On a campus with elegant environment and a warm dusk, we met a familiar person on the playground, but we couldn’t name him. We smiled at each other, and each other’s corners of the mouth held a warm Radian. I walked towards the court with a tennis racket, and he walked gently with the basketball in his arm. This kind of encounter is very beautiful, inexplicable beauty, just like the sunset glow kissing the sunset as quiet and beautiful. Sometimes two strangers met each other in a strange Street. After passing each other, they kept moving forward, just like a ronin, hiding in a shabby temple on a rainy night to make a fire to keep warm. The next day, when the rain stopped, the Ronin continued on the road. The shabby temple did not change the direction of the Ronin, but the ronin would remember to hide in the shabby temple to make a fire to keep warm on a rainy night, which was a very beautiful memory. An encounter at the corner of the street may be the only one in life, and you may never see the same face. Therefore, I will cherish every encounter and the beauty passing by in that second, even if the beauty is as fragile and fleeting as the blue iris in the water. Some people say that the 500 times of looking back in the previous life can only be exchanged for one passing by in this life. This is right at all. Since the previous life is rare, why not cherish it in this 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. 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…

Accompany me to the last

In the sad autumn, I danced with the wind in the air with my reluctant leaves. I couldn’t tell the wonderful dance posture, and I felt a little depressed for several days. The wind can’t understand Ye’s sadness, just like the darkness of night and day. Hopelessly obsessed with this affectionate season, which belongs to me. Still the woman who was so beautiful and sad in those years, she only occasionally watched the flying track of the plane in the sky, imagining whether she could reach the other side of her dream by walking along it all the time. One second, two seconds, after three seconds, the white track will be fragmented, just like my dream. I can’t stand the polishing of time. The Sky is a child who likes nostalgia. She always keeps the persistence of rain, but the rainbow after the rain never knows who gave the whole sky. I can’t remember the last time when I smiled from the bottom of my heart. I felt that after a long time, I couldn’t even see myself like this. Recently, I was so busy that at midnight, I even doubted what I was doing to ruin myself. Maybe I am just looking for all kinds of excuses to prevaricate the mire in my mind, thinking that in this way, I can be myself, forget the wounds that can not be wiped out, when the night is still, when the ink color spreads out in loneliness, my mind grows crazily. After two or ten years, how many people who stay around you, listen to your joys and sorrows, and I am used to being alone, shuttling through the crowd every day, pouring in, and then burying. Everyone is working hard to live. I dare not step into your world. I don’t want to be an intruder. Seeing her passing by me holding her hand, the third party of friendship, when did I become me. The injured in love are used to licking the wound by themselves, with seawater on one side and flames on the other side, resisting the weakness lurking in their hearts feebly. Perhaps, leaving is another choice, which will only bring you harm. It is not worth doing anything. Run away from afar and do what you want. Passers-by are still showing off their happiness to me recklessly. Why should I hide in the bed and cry alone, remembering those so-called exclusive memories that you have abandoned in the dust? Perhaps, just like someone said, if you want to erase all unhappy things, the deepest thing in your memory is only the most real beauty. The leaving of leaves is the pursuit of the wind or the unreserved stay of trees. Passerby armour is still showing off their happiness unscrupulously under the sunshine, while I am still waiting for you to accompany me to see through all the scenery, see the long. The wind determines the direction of Dandelion. I will never let anyone decide my sadness. Dandelion’s purple sadness is looking for desperate love. One day, I will turn you into a butterfly, the fallen leaves are not good even for you 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…