Affection and memories

The screen of the mobile phone lights up again, the three-digit family number flashes in the center of the screen, and the mother on the other end of the phone is concerned and attentive. Family affection is the same as this number, simple, remember it by heart. Since I came home, my mother had been persuading me to change my mobile phone number. She said, “Call your provincial number to ask for money, and you can also ask for money if you allocate it to others. You can use the local number to enter the family network, and it is convenient for me to call you. I thought about using two numbers, and there was a broken mobile phone at home, but because I didn’t have money to raise two numbers, I gave up. I don’t know this, and that number is already overdue, but it is still within the credit limit. Every time my mother said it, I just perfunctory and tried every means to avoid this topic. Mother shook her head and walked away, with a little disappointment in her eyes, and soon recovered to nature. At that moment, my heart was pricked by a needle, and the pain aroused my guilt of ignoring family affection, but I still couldn’t resist that persistence. However, I was also confused, how long will I stick to it. Later, my mother compromised and asked me to keep the old number and open a new one. I didn’t want to increase my monthly expenses, so I said that I would change my number next month. My mother’s eyes were full of expectation. Her old face and eyes were bright, as if the number of the new card was floating in the air, which would be found after a piece of work. Perhaps, only maternal love can compromise with women again and again. I picked up the phone and flipped it aimlessly. That old card was the only visible and tangible souvenir left to me by that place. I opened the card holder and arranged the neat and intimate titles. I don’t know if I was just written down that boring full name in someone else’s mobile phone? Or do some people even remember my full name wrongly? These days, mass text messages came in every day to advertise my new number, and then I saved it truthfully. I really hope that I am the last one to change my number. Maybe I was waiting. I wanted to know if anyone would suddenly think of me after a long time of news. However, things often go against my wishes. I have already been used to this kind of slight sense of loss. Perhaps, it was because my four years had been too poor for fame and wealth that I had been completely ignored. I thought that if I didn’t fight or win, and didn’t have any conflicts of interest with anyone, I would have a good friend. I don’t have many friends, but in fact, I really hope that many people can go out with me. I always don’t care about awards, money and love. Maybe what I call indifference to fame and wealth is just what others care about, and I just don’t care about it. However, the fact proved my naivety again. If you don’t fight for it, you will become a passive living by accident. If your parents are far away from home, there is no way to worry about it. It seems like what is sung in “childhood”: it is always until the exam that I know that I have not read the book I should read. Although it was lucky to cram for several times, it was certainly not good-looking in the ranking. I accidentally heard that the top six classmates mentioned me, saying that I was like a child and stupid. A child’s heart is the easiest to get hurt, but it is also the fastest to heal. Adults like a child are also easy to get hurt, but the difference is that the wound is difficult to heal. In all, it is also a happy thing to be completely like a child. If you are afraid, you are afraid of being incomplete, because it is more painful than being completely different. No wonder it is always written in martial arts novels that it is more dangerous to solve half of the poison than to understand. Stupid, indeed stupid, I ignored that there is also a kind of interpersonal relationship based on interests. Every time I make comments at the beginning of school, a group of people squeeze their heads and pull relationships everywhere. Is it because I see fame and wealth too thoroughly? I actually thought that was ridiculous. It was just passing by. It was good to get it, but that was all right. It feels like they are holding a gold digging competition in the desert with the symbol of dollar in their eyes. Those who have won the ranking have both money and trophies. Perhaps, in other people’s eyes, the funny person is me. In the past four years, a certificate of merit has been counted down every year. I am not ashamed of the end. However, it would be a pity if people ignore me because of my shame. Perhaps, many years later, everyone will think of me who once got nothing. When you are tired, you may think it is good for me to live like this. Until today, I finally made up my mind to buy a new card, and then sent mass messages like everyone else, and received much more responses than I imagined. I felt relieved and thought about it. Memory in my heart is memory. What can a dead object represent. At the same time, I also saw the joy on my mother’s face, as if my dream had come true. It turns out that what adults want is very simple. As long as they can see and contact their children at any time, they will be happy. Memories are always there. There is no need to stick to them and ignore the closest people around you. Calm down, recall the warmth, and pass the warmth to everyone around you who loves you. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. 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Xiang from Ward 7

I don’t know how to express my feelings, just like being blocked by a wall and unable to find a breakthrough. I am an ordinary nurse, I love my profession very much, and the patients also like my gentle character, so they always come to me for anything, saying that other nurses are too fierce and afraid, so I have to be bullied. But I never feel sorry for God, because our job itself is to send roses to others to leave lingering fragrance, so I am also very happy to do more for others. However, there are also some patients who don’t let go of any trivial matters. How to explain is of no help, and communication is very laborious. A few days ago, I was on duty and the ward was very busy. I helped my colleague who worked together to change a bottle of medicine. Out of kindness, the result was not optimistic. I walked into Ward 7, walked to the bedside of bed 23, and changed the dressing for a patient named a xiang. I saw that in order to save a drop of medicine, she left very little liquid in the infusion set, even there is no liquid in the infusion pot, blood vessels have returned to blood, and even some coagulation. I vaguely heard the comments from other people in the ward: This stingy man is very ill, miser ‘I didn’t quite understand her behavior at that time, and I didn’t think much about it. Seeing it, she came forward kindly and changed a new infusion set for her. Unexpectedly, she flew into a rage and said to me angrily. Every day, others didn’t change the dressing like this, saying that I didn’t know how to return to the rules and fake products. I explained to her patiently that she became more and more excited as if she was going crazy. She also said that she doubted the ability of all doctors and nurses, and she was very worried about her treatment. I’m not arguing, just busy with other things.. Later, as long as I saw me or heard my voice, I shouted at my throat and asked me what my name was and wanted to sue me. I had no choice but to smile. When I got home, I felt very depressed. What kind of way should I treat my patients properly? Is the harmony of human society really Stranded? I almost stayed up all night. As soon as I went to work the next morning, I hurried to inquire about a Xiang’s situation. Some colleagues with bad temper reprimanded me severely and said, “You are right. What’s the terrible thing? It really brings shame to the nursing team. ‘I said that things eventually started because of me, and I felt guilty. Then she was concocted again: you are kind-hearted, help me, what’s wrong? It’s her own business for her A Xiang to feel uncomfortable, sick, you are really mediocre. Finally, I was speechless and couldn’t help blaming myself. I didn’t know what to do. Later, when the head nurse knew about this, she not only didn’t criticize me, but also praised me, saying that I am a qualified nurse who actively helped colleagues and communicated well with patients. It was great, besides, A Xiang is a little abnormal. My service attitude is very good, and the whole ward praises me for being sensible.. After listening to the leader’s words, I seem to understand something. Only when such a person has figured it out by herself can the big things become small and small. I came to Ward 7 again with relief and communicated happily with the patients. At this time, A Xiang called my name again. I thought that disaster was coming again. I was about to explain to her, but she grabbed my hand and said: you are a good person, God bless you. At that moment, my melancholy thoughts disappeared, and a warm current came to my mind. What a great thing to be understood and recognized. I walked out of Ward 7 and imagined the old faces of A Xiang, just like my mother’s age. They had worked hard and saved their whole lives and deserved our respect. Of course, I also understand a Xiang better. Facing the summer full of green outside the window, I started the work of the new day with confidence and passion that I had never had before, and also explored the mission of my whole life with greater persistence. Understand long live……….. 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