Sixty-six years old is the post station of my life

People often say that there are three hurdles in life, three, six and nine, which means that life will be smooth if you spend three hurdles at the age of sixty-three, sixty-six and sixty-nine, I neither pray nor believe in this natural code. Sixty-six years old, for life, it is already the dusk and the year of Qi. However, for me, it seems to be another station of life and another starting point of a journey of thousands of miles. At the age of 66, I was rejuvenated by youth. Because in this year, my first memory of being a small border town was published in Youjiang daily, and it was the dream of my life to be published in newspapers and magazines. Looking back on the past, except for the compositions in primary and secondary schools, there are very few amateur writings, only five or six, but there are many correspondence. When I was young, I once submitted two or three manuscripts to the newspaper office, but in addition to the early 1980 s, I submitted a poem manuscript to Youjiang daily, which was commented by Wen Yang and Shi Feng teachers, except for the rejection of the manuscript (it was not accepted because of its long length), the rest were like mud cattle entering the sea. In addition to being happy, I copied several copies of the manuscript of “memory of border town” and distributed them to friends in Jingxi’s childhood, because after retirement, I went to Jingxi to seek roots, jingxi is my second hometown. In the early 1950 s, I spent an unforgettable childhood in that remote country, but it was like a fairyland in the world. More than 50 years later, when we met each other, we were already old people with gray temples and flowers. In addition to feeling, I wrote this manuscript recalling the past and gave it to my childhood friends as a souvenir. After the first manuscript was published, it stimulated my enthusiasm for writing. In more than a year, I wrote more than 20 essays, poems and a narrative of about 10,000 words. I think the purpose of writing is not how many articles can be published in newspapers and magazines. As long as you can express your opinions and express your thoughts and feelings, you can achieve the purpose of writing. Writing the splendid rivers and mountains of the motherland, the beautiful scenery of the nature, the happiness, anger, decline, happiness, warmth and family affection of the world, from which your thinking and writing ability will be sublimated and improved, you will have endless fun. Experience tells me that every time I toss and turn around at night and stay sleepless all night, I have the inspiration of writing, which is natural. I don’t need to read reference books or check historical data. I write for about one or two hours the next day, you can write a short essay. Because this is the resume of life, the accumulation of life, year after year, all settle in my mind and become indelible marks. As long as you press the button of thinking and open a small gate, your thoughts will rush out. Of course, careful scrutiny and thinking are required. Through writing, I realized the revolutionary mentor Engels: intelligence lies in hard work, while genius lies in diligence. The truth of this famous saying is that life should not always blame yourself for being stupid. Don’t sink and abandon yourself if you encounter a little setback. As long as you work hard and pay, you will gain something. Zhou Zhou was a mentally retarded child, but he was good at beating time, and he could command a band and went to CCTV, because he made unremitting efforts and studied diligently. Xiao Ping 2010 nian 4 yue 20 ri 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…