Memory in winter

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

Desire and thousands of words, but no words, want to cry with sorrow, but silently, the eyes that look at each other are flashing empty. In the cold winter, the mood that should have been hibernating was dripping with exhaustion and decline. Looking back on the way of coming, it was drenched, coming and going, mixed with happiness and sorrow, and finally it was the frost that could not shake. A glittering liquid slips down the cheek, gently wipes away, moist, cooler than your body temperature. Inside, there is a kind of unrestrained blood flowing, which is the foundation of freedom. In the soul, there is a persistent feeling growing. Her name is tenderness. When I first met each other, I felt like a lifetime. The dust fell down gently, and the clean feelings were like the floating clouds in the sky. Meeting you is my lifelong attachment, and I can never find my way back. The smoke and rain are quiet, and in the waves of the lake, the brilliance of colored glaze is reflected, shining and never leaving. Going south left my eternal concern and engraved my lifelong attachment without regrets. Go north, remember your unregretful love, and carve the true annual rings of your life. Deep-rooted tenderness, swaying for N years, suddenly wake up, not dream, heart is still there, but you are there, I am here, not sad or happy. Far away, a beautiful love story is interpreted in the distant gaze, which is by no means a windy and snowy night. In the lonely time, the empty soul opened its wings and wanted to fly and be free. I didn’t know whether it was depraved or not, and the empty heart fell straightly. Under the implicit appearance, there is a flamboyant individual hiding. He is expanding and wants to get rid of it. It is always impossible to coordinate between persistence and betrayal, but the distance is so close …… gently and quietly, it is not that there is no romance and future any more, but that there is no incomparable contribution any more. Understand that what we stick to is not that love, but that we stick to our own contribution. All the coming and going are not love, but can not stand the hurt. There is no emotion from Lun to illusion any more. Every encounter in the decline is the wind, flowers, snow and moon. The lofty and stubborn woman began to feel humble and insignificant. Facing those sincerity that she never wanted to win with sincerity, she was speechless. There is a person who says that every time is true, but in fact it is not. There is only one time in life that is true. In a man’s heart, there is always only one, and the only one is his favorite treasure. He may experience several emotional twists and turns, he may never be with her, he may never talk to her, even that woman didn’t know that she would always keep a certain position in his heart. But because he is a man, she is the dream in his heart, the fantasy of romance and love, so he always has only one favorite, which can’t be replaced by others. I really finally realized that I was also lucky that I was always kept in that person’s heart and never left …… was his only thing. Close the window gently, put the dream on the wind chimes in front of the window, and let butterfly fly outside the window. Looking at the blue sky through the glass, the white clouds, listening to the birds singing softly, listening to the cicadas crying sadly. No everlasting, no everlasting, no sea, no stone, no oath of love. Be fresh, indifferent, free and easy, and happy. Face right and wrong, face lovey-dovey, face enenyuanyuan, face life and death, have been silent, also silent. 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…