Drink water

During the break, I sat beside the platform of the classroom, looking at those students leisurely. In fact, watching them is also like watching the scenery. If the wind blows through the treetop, the leaves will tremble and sing. If you see the sunshine on the surface of the water, a trace of thought in your heart, the sparkling light will cover your eyes. Suddenly, I noticed that several students were drinking water beside the water dispenser. Maybe there is only one student in a group who brought a Cup today, so they can only pick up a cup for one person to drink and then others to pick up. The detail I particularly saw was that there were men and women in this group. Each of them was very unique in drinking water. Raise the Cup as high as possible to the right place, raise his face, and pursed his mouth, pour water into the mouth of the Cup at least three inches away from the lip. Occasionally, water may overflow from the corners of the mouth, or drip from the chin to the corners of the clothes and to the ground because of the inability to swallow. As if, this is not drinking water, but doing a performance. However, I looked at these children carefully. They were all so natural and completely casual. I firmly believe that they are just drinking water sincerely, not any performance. This group of students like flowers and the purest scenery. They are very good, I like them. Each of them has a sense of collectivity and is friendly. Even, I often see that during the break, boys and girls hold each other’s hands and graffiti on the back of their hands and wrists, which is so natural, pure and clear. When I think of our junior high school and primary school painting on the desk, the boys and girls at the same table will never overstep intentionally. Helpless flowers fall, and the dead are just like the husband. In the past era, there was no water dispenser in the classroom. Students with enchanting points have to drink water, so they carry them from home to the classroom. Most likely, most of the water he carried was always drunk by his classmates. In addition, it must have taken over the water-filled appliance, that is, it was natural to drink it immediately. Perhaps, the lip print is still left at the mouth of the Cup, but it does not prevent people from being drunk at all. The times are shaping people. Maybe, to calculate, it is not difficult to know when we started to change the way of drinking water. It is said that Mr. Gu Hongming once wanted to refute others’ criticism of polyogamy. His example is that a man is like a teapot, a woman is like a teacup, and a teapot is usually equipped with several teacup. Mr. Gu is very interesting. If he lives to this day, he will be more confident. Today, a teapot is usually not only equipped with several teacup, but often with a bunch of disposable cups. Using these disposable cups as an example, I don’t know what surprising words he would say. I suddenly felt whether I missed the era of drinking water with teacup instead of disposable cups. Here comes the guests. The first one used the teacup. Perhaps, the host only needed to rinse the symbolic one at most, and then poured the Cup to the latter. Even, the Cup is so big that the people in front of them are far from finished, and the people behind may take it and drink it. At that time, people often said that hundreds of mouthfuls had the same taste. Nowadays, people are paying attention to hygiene. I am lazy person and never bother to spend more time on drinking water and tea. Don’t drink if you are not thirsty, and drink when you are thirsty. Because I didn’t have the habit of drinking tea, my tongue was also competitive. I had been in class for nearly two or ten years and never thought about bringing tea into the classroom. However, occasionally, when watching students drink water, I really want to drink it. However, for many years, I have been embarrassed to ask students to drink water from their cups. Because, I will contradict, I am I will drink it immediately. Maybe I will leave my lips and tongue marks on other people’s cups, or I will pout my head to drink it? Anyway, it is very troublesome, forget it, don’t drink it. Many times, I was sitting in the office when a colleague came in: Ah, there is water. Um, yeah. Have cup no. Oh, no, there were still a few yesterday, and they were all finished. My colleague had to look for a Cup somewhere else with all his hatred. In fact, my cup is at my hand. I really want to say: drink my cup. However, I can’t say anything. Because, maybe, even if you have a medical certificate for others to see, they still understand. People may be like this. The more favorable the conditions are, the more delicate they will be unconsciously. Isn’t it? One day, being exposed to each other no longer means the support of adversity or the most reliable support, but makes people feel too unsanitary to vomit when they think of it. It is said that there are more particular families, and public chopsticks have been used at the dining table. Hehe, just drink water, let’s talk about it. With the development of human science and technology, the ability of the ego to resist viruses is definitely increasing. I don’t know if anyone has investigated the ability of the ego to resist viruses. I guess it should be weakening. Because, from the perspective of drinking water, people have protected themselves more and more tightly and then sealed themselves tightly. Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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 taste of life

I knew Xi Murong very early, but I didn’t read her books carefully. I read her poems by accident, which made me read them several times. She was so delicate and quiet, it is also so acute. Just like the mountain breeze in the morning, it blows across your face and stings your heart that cannot be prevented. Most of the time, when I feel it, I will choose to close the book, hold the book and curl up in my own corner, thinking about her feelings. Although my mind is blank more often, I like this posture and this state. She mentioned how many years it would take to fill this turbulent ocean, how many years will it take to eclipse the mountain rocks into fine and soft sand and spread them evenly under my feet ……. the tung flowers are gone, but there is still a soft sound when the flowers fall in the forest. Walking back to the long road, I don’t know who to prove this kind of sadness of happiness and sorrow. With infinite silence and indifference around, every tree returned to its original corner. I looked back and looked at him. The peak had passed. If I went on, it would be the boundless and boundless Road without holding or hanging, right? The mountains were silent and didn’t want to answer me any more. In the gradually deepening twilight, it seemed that they had forgotten how childish and pitiful passion the mountains had when flowers blossomed. I had to come back and wait for the time to pass away, hoping to gradually forget all this like him. However, why, in the dark night, still heard the sound of Tung flowers falling in succession in the deserted forest? Why? Flowers are gone, and I still have the sound of flowers falling in my heart. The flowers are gone, and there is still a sound of flowers falling in my heart. One, one, falling gently in the deserted mountain. My mind will be completely trapped in her woven gentle net, like lying in my mother’s arms, unwilling to get up.. 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…

Love life

Life is only once for everyone. Life is just like a floating boat in the sea, which floats unsteadily and serves as home all over the world. Isn’t life like this? From the beginning of life, there has been a new starting point and a new beginning. Only with life can we have hope, and life will have more passion. Yesterday’s sun can no longer shine on today’s leaves, and today’s leaves are no longer the same as yesterday’s. But we have to face every minute of our life seriously, so that our years will not be wasted. In today’s ever-changing society, people should always keep a good attitude to face life. The tense and orderly life and the surging material desire seem to have undergone intense and subtle changes in everyone’s mentality. Under the impact of various selfish desires, people are under the pressure of overload. However, some people can’t bear the heavy pressure of life and can’t withstand a single blow, but they choose various ways to escape, and even do things that hurt their lives. This is totally a manifestation of being irresponsible to oneself, and it is also a mental reaction of not loving life. Life is beautiful and precious. Each of us should cherish our precious life, have a good attitude, take life seriously and be the strong of life. Even if it is how plain your life is, you should be a person who loves and loves life. Life is neither eternal happiness nor eternal pain. Happiness means we should thank life, and pain means we should thank life. Pain is not a happy partner! We should abandon all troubles and love life! Only in this way can our life be meaningful. Like (prose editor: Rain dancing alone) 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…

Where flowers bloom, I miss you

Where flowers bloom, I miss you

For you, I would like to gather a sleeve of flowers, guard a city alone, enjoy the loneliness of the whole life, even if the heart sounds are no one to listen, even if the messy steps scattered on the ground of heart injury. -Notes Looking at the catkins flying like snow in front of the door, the gate of memory opened again. I changed into a long white dress and put on a pink scarf. I came to the edge of Nantang. In front of us, the peach blossom is blooming. A gust of wind blows, petals fall down, touching my heart. This thing, this scene, why not teach people to miss you? I couldn’t help walking forward, folding a peach blossom lightly, picking one and inserting it into a bun. I lowered my head and smelt the fragrance of peach blossom, and I walked into the memory again. I remembered that year when you and I met here today, the peach blossoms in the garden were smiling for us; I remembered that day of that year, you and me, and the peach blossoms reflected each other. Unexpectedly, there was an unpredictable wind and cloud in the sky, and a strong wind swept in. The wind passed, and peach blossoms flew, and the falling England was like rain. Canhong, smudged the streets, and also messed up my mood. From then on, under the lonely light, I was alone, touching the heartbeat under the peach blossom tree in my memory with my heart, writing and pondering, and leaving myself alone. Once love begins, the end of the world is at hand; Once love passes by, the end of the world is at hand. Is this a joke given to me by God in this world? For me, can the so-called happiness in this world only stay in the dream of blooming peach blossoms? Yijiang Liulan, whose beauty has been locked? Who’s haggard covered by a light makeup? A paper dust Dream, whose heart is broken? Who’s the dark fragrance after a storm? When you cherish the past and stand in canyang, who will be sad when thinking of nishang alone? Leaning in the dream, crying alone when waking up. Green poplars fly, spring breeze is silent. Now, scenery still, Mountain difficult Xu. I have forgotten how many days I wore a mask, forced to smile and pretended to forget the truth of the reality; I have forgotten how many nights I walked on the edge of my dream, searching, looking for a tender that can comfort the wound. Although the windowsill I miss is lonely, it is still my favorite. This life, this heart, this love, only belong to you. Without you, how can I continue the love story in my life? Who has fallen into the soul of Lingling in the world of mortals, and the lingering soul is deeply obsessed with the third generation? King know? Year after year, year after year, my heart is still moving to you and me, just like the minute and second of that month of that year. On the other side, smoke flows, are you waiting like me? After you don’t go, when I walk in the noisy streets of the city, a similar voice and a similar figure will always make me lose my mind for a moment. In the night of missing, I often like to show a piece of plain paper, sitting quietly in the night alone in a daze. More often, I will lock myself in a silent world, regardless of whether the flowers and plants are flourishing or whether the seasons are warm or cold, I only replayed the once warm and touching fragments in my mind, and only tried hard to search for your memory, trying hard to understand your breath. Then, keeping the pure land in my heart alone, let the lovesickness of every day and night turn into the plain language of white lotus, and turn into the pure white of season after season. It is said that it is the most beautiful April day in the world, but now I live up to the spring rhyme and spring scenery. I just stay in the forest and sing alone, and my listless eyes are swaying with the wind into thin blue smoke. Now, I am still guarding the Lonely Town, listening to the melody of the lonely River, writing lonely poems of fleeting years, waiting for the passing of green birds foolishly. In front of me, the wind was blowing slowly, brushing my sad face, falling from my eyebrows to my heart, gently stirring the broken heartstrings, which failed to adjust for a long time, only causing the sigh in my heart to rise and fall, falling down and lifting up…… Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…

Frogs last night

After moving home, this summer will be different. A few thick poplar trees in front of the door are straight and straight, and the thick leaves will sing in the breeze. Several osmanthus trees are graceful and graceful, and there are also green waves of loofah climbing, gradually it overflowed the stainless steel welded Wall. Although the sun was as hot as fire, the whole courtyard felt the delightful coolness faintly. This is a real village with original style and original flavor. There are many orchards in front of the house and behind the house, with lotus leaves inserted in the pond. I seemed to have imagined such a scene a long time ago, but now it has come true, but why is the pretended calm? But it is indeed transparent and comfortable. You will feel that breathing is relaxing and natural, and your body and mind are light and healthy. The perennial city life makes us seldom care about the numerous things outside the city. Work, study and life all follow a fixed pattern. The reinforced concrete structure and artificial scenery make us like some kind of props, day after day, year after year, playing a single role, occasionally recalling, you will find that we have already forgotten which one is the real self. At this time, we often imagine and assume in no one’s place, and it would be better if what happened, if at that time…. Ah…! No one will take the initiative to put his mind on the table and let others comment. It is rare to have no scruple after drinking. After drinking, he will be drunk, regret and chagrin will act together, refuting himself completely. The word “tired” is not popular now, but after careful consideration, it still expresses completely. On the spacious terrace, there are two rattan chairs and a small rattan table, behind which are the windows and doors of the floor. The curtain is neat and the color is plain. In fact, I don’t like drinking tea, either drinking or boiling water. It doesn’t fit well with such an elegant place. It usually matches meat and vegetables, the wine smells fragrant, and I still don’t forget the cigarette between my fingers, in the daze of drunk eyes, seeing the moon hanging quietly on the branches of the big poplar outside the door, the clear glow of the moon was like a poem with feathers, like breeze and drizzle, which swept me away. This may be the simplest life, guarding the parents, the fragments of life for decades, the daily necessities and daily routines. My father once said that life was thicker than tree leaves. My father, who had said such a classic language, is now very like me in those years, dull, empty-minded and straight-looking. My father is a sequela of cerebral infarction and kind dementia, I had to open my mouth after eating three meals a day. Instead, I had always listened to his words, pointing at family chores endlessly and quickly grew into an expert in living. The moon’s eyes were still wide open when the taste of wine was pouring over the head gradually. At that time, you could hear the sound of frogs coming from the deep pond behind the house, which was long and short, simple and thin. How long haven’t I heard frog singing? I can trace my memory back to my childhood. On a quiet summer night, I couldn’t hear the noise of traffic. I sat back lazily, only the wind blew around, and the leaves moaned gently, several dozens of frogs of Erer played music alternately, immersed in it, the annoyance and anxiety all over the sky seemed to fade slowly, and the heart was clear. We need a kind of peace, which is a cultural realm. The worries troubled by the daytime blossom at will at night. In the daytime, there is a burning flame, and at night, maybe it is just the fragrance of Magnolia under the moonlight. The city lights can be seen in the distance. I know there is a flourishing floating pool. I can imagine those enchanting scenery and spare no effort to play the strings of the world. I can smell how many flowers of purple and red. In this hot season, I can be bold and unrestrained. In the past, I can pick up the red and green lights about myself many years ago, but tonight is different, white clothes and white shirts, tonight, I have a refreshing pleasure, not the short stimulation last night, but the pure pleasure of flowing water. The wine is sorghum wine, which is brewed from pure grain of more than 50 degrees. The water is ancient well water, which can be tasted until the rainy season. I am not the former me, just like the leisurely farmer in the countryside. The night breeze is cool, and the summer night is a little calm and heavy. I have to go to sleep with the music of insects, either awake or not…. 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…

Who uses his whole life to draw a conclusion?

The unknown world today is hard to understand. It seems that everyone is looking for a goal, but they never know. When looking back, footprints have disappeared, and only they know what kind of road they have gone through. Maybe even I don’t know where I have been. People all say that an inch of time is an inch of gold, which is hard to buy an inch of time. It always makes people seize the time, but they don’t know that time is more difficult to master than running water. 1.1 drop, in the end, in fact only oneself, other were mostly traveler, even parents, still only represent we part of life, prize of some is the starting line of position, what we strive for is the end of the finishing line. People are always so different from each other for a period of time. Even if they are friends, they cannot be with you all their lives. There are always some casual people who say that they will walk along the road of life together, it deviated from the original goal and embarked on other journeys. When we blame others for giving up halfway, do we think we are still insisting? As long as you are not disabled, it is always easy to speak, but it takes time to verify whether you can really say everything. No one is perfect, only to improve yourself in continuous growth. Sometimes, people only see the glamorous appearance, but can’t see how bitter it is behind that glamorous appearance? If a person always turns back, can he see the scenery on the way forward? If a person never turns back, then what is his life? People are always so contradictory that they affirm and deny for a while. When they are wandering, they think in a neutral position. People always have many questions, but the questions that can be really solved, and how many? When I was young, I kept looking forward. When I was old, I would recall that year. No one knew whether life would be complete because of hard work. The road of life is so long that we can’t see the scene before reincarnation and the nothingness after birth, old age, illness and death. Who can draw a conclusion with his whole life? Even if the conclusion is reached, it belongs to oneself. Others can only learn from it, but cannot apply it directly. There are tens of millions of roads. It only depends on how you go, who is good and who is bad. They are all results, and there is no reason for resentment. 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…

Truancy and absenteeism

When I was in primary school, my deskmate was in the same village with me and he was one of my uncle’s neighbors in terms of seniority. He was two years older than me. Generally, I called him by his name without scruple. At that time, there were three sisters in his family, who were extremely poor in economic conditions and often couldn’t eat enough. At the same time, the clothes were shabby and uneven. It seemed that the neck and face were not necessarily washed once for a long time, and there were always two snot dragging. From the teacher to the classmate in the class, they didn’t like them very much. And he not only lags behind in his study, but also has another problem: he likes playing truant. It was cold in winter, so he didn’t skip school, but he went to school every day and slept, as if he had a lot of sleepless sleep. I fell asleep soon after climbing on the table. The teacher found it, took the book to his side, and hit him with the book on his head! He suddenly woke up, but his slobber and snot were too long. He raised his head and looked around, with a panic look. The teacher had no choice but to let him go out and clean himself up before entering. He strictly warned him not to sleep in class in front of the whole class! But he never changed the old problem. The teacher simply no longer cares about him. In summer, he could skip school openly, and he usually ran without a trace after a class. For the first time, teachers and classmates found him in a pile of wheat straw. He slept soundly. He went back to tell his parents, but his parents couldn’t. Later, the teacher was too lazy to find him, knowing that he was no longer motivated, It is a Deadwood that cannot be carved. Sometimes I ask him why he played truant? He often said that he could not eat enough and sleep well! What to learn? It turned out that his family often ate porridge in winter. He was hungry and had no mind to study. He was sleepy all over his head. In summer, the family still eat less and drink less. What’s more important is that his parents go to the ground to harvest wheat very early every day, and take him to help at the same time. Hunger and fatigue made him unable to go to school normally, so he simply skipped school. However, after escaping from school, he could secretly eat other people’s pear fruit, eat it suddenly, and then sleep fast! Fortunately, the school management was not strict at that time, and there were not many systems such as the current performance appraisal. Naturally, teachers were too lazy to take charge of it. They liked to learn but not to learn, which seemed to have nothing to do with them. Later, his truant people all knew that it seemed that he was already common and not strange. It was not until a period of time before he graduated from primary school that his truancy improved. He has grown up a bit, and he knows shame and image. But after graduating from primary school, he dropped out of school. Several years later, he went to Guangzhou to work with one of his uncles. Since then, I had been going to school and then worked outside, which gradually had no influence on him. However, he would go home occasionally during the Spring Festival. When I saw him again, he was dressed and tied, with black hair and white skin, the dirty look in the past was totally different. I just heard that he has been doing well in Guangzhou in recent years and has a company of his own. During the Spring Festival this year, he drove hundreds of thousands of BMW home, with his unmarried but beautiful girlfriend, and came with deep love and dignity! And I decided to stay in my hometown for half a year. Parents in the village asked him why he suddenly came back to make a lot of money? He smiled and said, “Well, isn’t it 2012 this year? My parents have passed away for many years outside. It’s time to come back to see them and take care of them! On the first day of the new year, he entertained some elders in the village together with us at his home. I was a little drunk that day and had a heart-to-heart talk with him very late. He was also drunk for seven or eight minutes. He opened his mouth one brother and one brother. I wanted to correct him I am his nephew, but he didn’t allow me to change his mouth. Holding my hand, I even burst into tears. He talked about his past in primary school. At that time, his family was poor. He didn’t understand why his parents were so busy day and night! Poor, he has never had a delicious meal. At that time, he just had no mind to go to school and always wanted to skip school. But it was very cold outside in winter, so he had to sleep. It was really terrible to forget hunger by sleeping. Later, what he expected most was summer. He could leave school, find almost everything he could eat in the village, then have a good meal and have a good sleep. That was his strongest wish, it is also the happiest time for him! So he chose to skip school, because only skipping school could let him find his so-called happiness and comfort at that time! After he grew up, he gradually understood the importance of money more deeply! At the same time, in the past few years outside, he also deeply realized the horror of no culture. So he tried his best to make money, and at the same time he taught himself computer and knew a few words of English. Now I have not only my own company’s website, but also my own microblog. But he still envied me for studying well, going to a good school and having a stable job. With the taste of wine, I also told the depression in my heart. In fact, what is my job? We are actually not as good as you now, Do you know who is the poorest person now? He shook her head. We are the so-called cadres, the so-called national civil servants! Although there is a fixed monthly income, which can be guaranteed by drought and flood, in today’s society and environment, the meager salary seems insignificant! I am always absent from work now! He doesn’t believe that you are so excellent, how can you be absent from work? Alas, just like you played truant at the beginning, there are always some reasons. Sometimes I really feel that this job is meaningless. I can’t get home, and I won’t starve to death. But I have to support my family, and I obviously don’t like it, but I am still doing it, the cow pushes its head hard without drinking water, depressed, depressed! He advised me to work hard. You are a national cadre, which is what many people dream of. Aren’t many college students still busy looking for jobs after graduation? My current company recruitment, education must be undergraduate diploma! Or learning is important, learning culture is important! Now I still regret playing truant at that time. If it weren’t for my family’s economic reasons, I would have been admitted to college! People must have confidence and patience. In fact, it is not easy for me to start a business outside these years. Sometimes I compensate and sometimes I earn money. Only in this way can I compensate and earn money. Today, it is not easy! But now I figure out one thing, that is, I played truant at the beginning because of the influence of living environment, or forced. The reason why I tried my best to make money later was that poverty, hunger and hard work at that time made me fear! Sometimes, the environment can change a person! I kept nodding while listening. What did he say? Whether it is truancy or absenteeism, it is a betrayal and protest that he cannot adapt to the environment and cannot be satisfied with the real environment. When talking about suicide, Mr. Lu Xun said that suicide is a protest to the environment, then, truancy and absenteeism, I think, are just silent protests and betraying against the environment which is not optimistic?! But there is no denying that the environment can change a person, completely! You have to believe! Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) 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…

Those micro-moments

Your father is not at home tonight. I don’t want to make anything. I made a bowl of instant noodles, listened to music, and wrote text. I sent this message to my son’s QQ, and his son replied a message, he asked me to go to the park for fun, find a dance partner to dance, and wait for him to accompany me when he comes home in summer vacation. I was so moved by what I said. I remember when I was young, I often took his hand to eat snacks and buy some toys outside. Now he went to college far away, I felt so lonely. I opened the first drama “Life opinions of two dogs” of Xiamen Institute of Technology in Youle convenience Street, which was a drama performed by my child. I watched him perform and listened to his speech, I also felt warm in my heart, as if he was by my side, and his voice drove my loneliness away. Today, I was sitting in the car, listening to two old ladies who were not acquainted with each other. An 88-year-old woman said: She came from the old times and could not keep pace with the times in the Internet era, another said that she was 80 years old, and she also came from the old times. She really saw one side less. It warms people’s hearts. Moved to tears. On the long wooden stool in the park, a warm and touching picture came into view. An old man dressed in plain clothes and with a bright hair and a childlike face helped a faltering woman step forward to the wooden stool, the old man took out a tissue from his pocket to wipe the stool for his wife. He helped his wife to sit down, holding his hands, as if he would never let go. They would never leave and enjoy the happiness of ten fingers, use each other’s body temperature to warm each other’s four eyes and pass on happiness. I accidentally captured this unique scenery and shared their happy moments. There is a clothing store downstairs, and I often post some notes. Once I passed by her door, I saw such words: The beauty has been purchased today, which makes people unable to stop for a moment, and I also smile to myself, of course, when she opens the door, I will also go to watch the clothes in the store. Maybe there are more thin clothes, which are not suitable for people who are broad-minded and fat. However, the note posted on the store door is also a happy thing to pay attention to. A friend has cancer, and her family concealed her and told her that she was a minor illness, so she would be fine if she had a knife, she also said childish. When the disease is cured, I have to go to work and cook a hearty meal for my family. I was there with a group of friends to see her that day. After listening to her words, I turned my back and shed tears. I will also encounter troubles and unhappiness in my life, but there is a strong voice in my mind. I must be happy, and I must create happiness even if I am unhappy. Smile may not make the world bloom, but it can relax the tight chest, happy, laugh, let everyone infected; Sad, cry, beauty + pour out, and then everything will be zero; Hearty, smile at yourself who is humble in your heart and absorb comfort and strength; Trust, be refreshed, and then dance lightly. Life is actually no big deal. I remember those tiny moments of warmth, when I couldn’t hold on in the future days, those moving moments always gushed out from the bottom of my heart, making me keep moving forward, in those crumbling times, I raised my head and moved forward bravely. Thank you, the one who gave me warmth, even if you only gave me a tiny moment, but it makes me full of happiness in the process of continuous growth. It also made me recognize myself, be a happy self, and find something besides love that can make me stand on the Earth with my feet strong, that is, constantly writing everything about the past, like strings of pearls, some people say that the world is hot and cold, but these little touches happened around me made my heart soft, melted and put down the indifference at that moment, cry and laugh with them. 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…

Only head to head

Now I feel that instead of walking with head held high in my imagination, holding the so-called Dream and showing off to others that I want to do this and that others should know that I have the so-called ambition of great ambition, but I don’t want to implement it, struggle or even work hard. I don’t want to do anything, so I don’t want to leave all the so-called fantasy behind and bury my head and walk my own way well, do everything well in your hands and be yourself well. Instead of fighting with others and cheating on others, you should treat everyone around you seriously and attentively, be the truest self, and let yourself live less tired and happy life. This is good, as long as you do a good job in your daily life, make yourself comfortable, steadfast and happy. I think women must find something that can really make themselves stand on the world except men. Now all I have at hand is work, work hard every day, and make money well, it is the thing that really makes me stand on the world. Well, live a good life and have a good rest. Your body is the most important thing. Other love and men are not important. There is no need to cry and cry for a man every day, living well is the most important thing, and making myself happy is my task. 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…

Firewood

Maybe when you get older and more old-fashioned, you will naturally have more nostalgia. When you talk about young people in time, you will be OUT; But sometimes, I can’t help entering the scene which has gone away gradually. In those vague moments, I will search for the memories and smells of time I once had. The present days are several times better than those several years ago, especially when we are not yet grown up and are under the wings of our parents. However, there are some plots left in our hearts and will not disappear, especially when touching some memories, it will gradually enlarge, and in my heart, I will roll out the lingering charm which is still fresh in my memory. For example, three meals a day make people have a lot of memories and aftertaste. Compared with the previous brown rice, the rice nowadays is much finer, not to mention the rich food and vegetables, but it is the cooked rice and the cooked food, it seems that it is still inferior to the previous ordinary food, which makes people eat with relish and leave fragrance on their cheeks and teeth. At that time, in the countryside, every family was made of earth stove and big iron pot; Although the Earth was made of earth, one family by one, it was cleaned up cleanly. Whether it was exquisite or not was more in the mind of the hostess; The rice made, it is far from what the current electric cooker cooks. Especially, when the rice is ripe, you can smell the fragrant burnt rice and drill straight into your nose. It is difficult to tell the lovely taste of this firewood and rice without living in the countryside and personal experience. Naturally, there will be less nostalgia in my heart, there is less smell branded in the bottom of my heart. With those life experiences, the rich fragrance of firewood and Rice will be spread to Manman’s beauty in the heart field. Firewood rice, as its name implies, is rice made by burning firewood. This firewood is not only the miscellaneous wood branches from the mountain during the winter break, but also all kinds of straws left in the field when crops are harvested. Especially these straws, when burned, there is a faint scent of grass, the smoke flew over the village with the kitchen smoke. The smoke columns rising from the roofs of every household were mixed up by the naughty wind, which was one of the smells that the village had soaked in many people’s hearts since childhood, no matter how far you go, you won’t forget it; However, if you go too far, you will gradually get away from those shadows and the smells from the soil. In my memory, there has always been such a scene: My mother was busy on the hearth, with pots and pans tinkling; My father sat in front of the hearth and stuffed firewood into the hearth one by one, with red flames, reflecting his father’s face, the wrinkles on his face were also flickering and jumping in the fire, either bright or dark. The dishes cooked in the pot were loud; My mother would tell my father from time to time that the firewood in the stove was either added or decreased; If it was steamed rice, when the slight noise of rice grains was heard, when the fragrance began to overflow the pot lid, my mother would let my father realize the fire in the stove slowly. The rice in the pot was steamed slowly. The Rice made in this way was loose and soft; there is no doubt that the pot is full of yellowish rice crust, crisp and fragrant, which is our favorite. Sometimes my father would make a small piece and have a taste. Unfortunately, his teeth were not good and he couldn’t chew, but he still enjoyed the aroma of rice crust, as if this was the day he held in his hands, the fragrance is not sweet. Occasionally, I would cook for my mother under the stove; Sometimes, my heart was too anxious and there was too much firewood in it, so I burnt a pot of good rice to scorch; mother would scold angrily, saying that the eldest brother was not young and he still couldn’t do anything, so she was busy thinking about some remedial measures; But the meal was burnt, and it tasted a strong smell of paste. Mother shook her head and smiled helplessly; What should I do? Only make do with it; Father didn’t seem to talk much. He ate the food full of paste with relish, just like this was some smell that would not be missing in normal time. Since I left home, I seldom ate firewood made on the stove, especially when my parents were away from home, which became an extravagant idea, A kind of unforgettable memory in the heart. I am afraid that when I am making these thoughts, many children from rural areas are forgetting the unique smells in these villages; These smells, in fact, are also related to villages, nowadays, some beautiful memories about human feelings have naturally become beautiful collections in the bottom of my heart. 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…