Far wait-and-see

Years of vicissitudes. It has been four or five years since I bought a computer and learned to surf the Internet. Due to various reasons, I still belong to the primary stage when using computers. Over the years, I have learned to surf the Internet from scratch. Although many websites have been registered, there are still so many websites that can really surf the Internet frequently. Hunan Writers’ website is one of the websites that I pay most attention. My original intention of buying a computer was to pursue the dream I once had through the computer. I love pure literature, which has never changed. However, once a thinking mode is formed, it is difficult to change it temporarily. However, the environment in which I live is far from literature. I browsed some articles on the internet and found that many famous young writers in the Chinese literary world have attracted the attention of the literary world, and they are all in common, that is all the famous writers who were born in the second generation of literature or whose parents were famous in the literary world, or the families of cultural celebrities and literary masters who were born in several generations. Cultural celebrities and literary masters in Chinese history are either born in official families or famous families and scholars. Although in modern and contemporary literary circles, there are a few cultural celebrities and literary masters who are born in poor families or even illiterate families, there are special reasons. Most cultural celebrities and literary masters are born in rich families or official families, or literary families, or rich businessmen and Giants. I can’t help feeling ashamed. Now, it is the world of the strong. The so-called strong now refers to those successful figures with status, identity, position, prestige and wealth. It can be said that nowadays, the rich, celebrities, Masters, elites and stars have become the pronoun of the strong. Those successful figures or professional talents who have made achievements in learning and made certain achievements in society belong to the strong of the times. Those literary figures who have status, identity, influence, fame and economic strength in the literary world are strong. Those successful people who are famous on the internet and have money and become internet stars and rich people also belong to the strong. Hunan Writers’ website is a provincial official website led by the propaganda department of Hunan Provincial Party Committee of the Communist Party of China and hosted by Mao Zedong College of Literature of Hunan Writers Association. The management of Hunan Writers’ network are all influential writers in the literary world and successful figures with influence and achievements in literature. Most of the senior moderators of Hunan Writers’ website are writers or poets who have already succeeded in the literary world, and many of them are also local literary leaders. They either work in local literary journals, newspapers and magazines, engage in literary editing, or work in local Party and government organs, functional departments, cultural organizations, cultural institutions, cultural systems, literary and artistic units, engaged in cultural or literary leadership or management and other related work. They are not only local cultural celebrities and literary masters, but also influential cultural celebrities and literary masters in Hunan literary circles. However, I am the weak nobody who has nothing to do with culture and literature is not only on the edge, but also far away from the mainstream literary world, which is beyond reach. I can only stand far away and look up. I often publish some essays on the Internet, which are all from the true heart. Some people understand that they are kind-hearted and give encouragement and support, while others discriminate against each other with ulterior motives and sneer at each other. I knew it was cold and warm, and said nothing. 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. 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The weather is very depressing, just like the mood I used to have. A little tired, a little painful, because I didn’t want others to find my vulnerability, but pretended to be strong. Stop the tears, let the depressed feeling manyan. I remembered the black memories in those gloomy times, which covered the beauty cruelly without seeing what color happiness was. It is said that most people who like words are sad. Yes, words and sadness always hug each other tightly. Even if at some point I decided to throw it away and live a good life, my nose was still sour when I lifted the pen again. I was afraid to pick it up and let it express my feelings, but I didn’t know what to rely on except it? My life is always shuttling between heaven and hell. There are not many happy times, but countless sad things. Others cannot understand my expression, others cannot understand my story, so they cannot understand my happiness and sorrow. I am not a storyteller, and I don’t need to explain. Because I know, people can only save themselves. At noon, my brother said he ate a chicken wing when he saw it. He thought it was salty, but unexpectedly it was spicy. Uncle asked him: Who told you that you couldn’t stand the temptation? He replied: because it is chicken wings. Yes, life is like this. There are many temptations like chicken wings. We always have no reason to approach it. When we approach it, we are full of expectation, but when we touch it, we are covered with bruises. Imagination is different from reality. Only through personal experience can we understand what to pursue and what to abandon. I will always remember that day, February 17th, 2012. In school, my heart was broken. I really didn’t have the courage to live. It was my roommate who gave me a hug, my classmates wiped away my tears, and my teacher taught me to be strong. However, I finally left them and school, and decided that I would never go back. I bought a one-way ticket and came to Sanya, a place so far away. Hainan is my dream place. I used to dream of going far away, but now I finally come. This is my own journey, my own pursuit, and I became a dream Hunter. But this dream is no longer another dream. Life is like this. No one can predict what the future will look like. I thought my family would not want me, but in the text message, my father said: My daughter is so far away, my father is really reluctant, you will go to the society, and people’s thoughts and experience will gradually mature, dad believes that Li will seize the opportunity to create a better life. It turned out that my father would be reluctant to give up me and always encouraged me. A father who doesn’t use too many words to express his feelings is so distressed about his daughter. And my uncle who was always very dignified in my eyes, I dared not say anything more in front of him, but every time I rebelled, I would run to Shangrao, and he would teach me how to do and give me warmth. Let me say: what can I do for you? Although I shook my head, my heart was filled with gratitude. And the mother who never knew how to send text messages took a long time to type a few words. How is her daughter living there? It was sent to me. I was moved by only a few words. I knew that my mother spent a lot of efforts to achieve it. It was a love. Yes, no matter what, relatives can always understand the pain of children and always hope that children can live a good life. Although sometimes there will be blame and criticism, I still feel distressed. For so many years, I dare not admit that I have grown up. I still live in a world that needs human protection. But who will accompany you to the end of your life? My parents always grow old. I think the only one who can accompany myself to the end may be myself. Today, I came back to the office after lunch. When I bent down to help Tong carry the schoolbag, she looked at me naively and said to me: Sister, I don’t need any help, I will put my schoolbag on my back by myself. I have grown up… A sentence that I have grown up is said from the mouth of a three-year-old girl that I have never dared to say. It makes me feel so tiny that I can’t do what my child can do. Walking alone in the park, I saw a group of old people singing and dancing there. One of the songs is “if you are happy, clap your hands”. Watching them clapping their hands, the corners of their mouths rise, the happy appearance is enviable. Why are they so positive and optimistic about life? Why can’t I? In this place, there is a corner of happiness, where the breath is sweet, but I can’t absorb the depth of my soul. Is it true as mom said: people always don’t know life when they are young, and they will get old when they understand it.? Oh, wry smile. I promised to take a girl to see the sea with me before. I said I would go with her, throw all my troubles to the sea, and then have a broad mind like the sea, accommodate everything. On the night of February 29th, I went to see the sea for the first time in my life. I didn’t take her, nor did I throw away all my troubles. I, or is it me. Stubborn me, silly me, crying me. But I believe that one day, I will see through and ignore it. Seeing others happy, I don’t feel painful. Happy or unhappy, is the same expression, don’t cry or laugh. 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. 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