Walking on the earth of Baoshan, scattered pen (1)

As for literature, I am still a beginner and still in the primary stage. I don’t think I am a poet or a writer, because I haven’t understood its abstruse yet. I just felt and listened roughly. Therefore, my real literary concept has not been established up to now. I love literature and the ink fragrance. Drinking tea in the morning makes me happy. Every time when I feel upset, it is the support of my heart, which makes me get out of the predicament. Physical Education, this major makes me sad. I was born without physical talent, and I was most afraid of this major. But the score after the college entrance examination had to let me choose like this, finally, I got this major. I don’t hate sports very much, because it once helped me out of paralysis, but my own conditions are already very uncoordinated, and it is difficult to master the skills of various subjects, which makes me worried. I had been looking for another intersection to go out, and I broke into the world of words by chance. I am very grateful to Yongde literature and art, and to Li Youwang and other editors. Because of their support and encouragement, in the summer quarterly magazine of 2011, my article became typeface openly. It was the first time that my words were changed into Typeface. I saw a little bit of hope in the neat columns. Since then, I have fallen in love with literature and have been creating for it, which is quite rewarding. I also started my self-examination journey. During the long exploration, my writing gradually became mature, and my self-examination subject also passed. I was extremely happy, I believe that the dawn must be the paradise I am looking. All these aroused my pursuit of literature and love for life, which made me summon up courage to go on again. I believe I can go further. 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…

Life such as water

The warm sunshine skimmed over the slightly wrinkled water surface, and the clear and crystal water bloomed with blurred and moving luster. I lifted him up cautiously, so soft and fragile that I was afraid that it would suddenly fall and turn into smoke. Through its bright body, I clearly saw myself. Therefore, I was confused: Am I water, or is water me? Water flows in our bodies in the form of life, and human skin and hair are vivid and energetic because of water. A person’s body is like a wave, which depicts the trajectory of life. Only when there are waves can there be progress. It seems that we are destined to have an inseparable connection with water. In other words, essentially, people are very similar to water. The water is fragile and broken when touched, and the gentle sunshine easily makes it disappear without a trace. However, water is the strongest and strongest. Look at the rolling water falling from the high cliff, like the earth falling down, thunderous. The momentum was overwhelming, like millions of troops taking the lead. Nature’s most powerful weapon flood, wherever it goes, everything will be drowned and destroyed. However, water with extremely fast flow rate can cut iron as mud and be indestructible. Looking back on people, people are also like this. The French thinker Pascalle once sighed: Man is the most vulnerable thing in nature. One breath and one drop of water are enough to kill him. However, man is always much more noble than the things he lives in. Man can be easily destroyed, but he has the same great power that cannot be ignored as water. He can dominate nature, make the world change dramatically, and even destroy the whole earth. People can flow in the human body and live around the water. Water is the backbone of human beings, and human beings are the heart of water. People are water, and water is also human. So, what kind of pool do you have? Are you as clear, smart and elegant pure water as Tao Yuanming and Qu Yuan, or are you like Li Hongzhi polluting others’ sewage with your own turbidity? Perhaps, are you like Guan Zhong and Zhuge Liang who have their own activities and will promote others? Perhaps, like Lin Xiangru, are you tolerant of others’ broad-minded seawater? It is also possible that you are water like Goujian which can bend and stretch and solidify into ice when the time is ripe. The cool and spiritual water slided slowly through my fingers, so kind. Because I know that there is something in our body and soul that is closely connected and affects each other. Life is like water, water is like life. 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…

Hearts Watch

When I was in middle school, I had a wonderful vision for literature writing. After graduating from high school, I was selected to take the position of basic education. Busy with education and teaching during the day, swimming in the ocean of literature at night. The education work of more than ten years left an indelible good memory in my life. During that period, literature was the watch of my soul! At that time, there was no way to write on the computer, but to send letters to newspapers and magazines. Every Sunday, I take my dream to fly my hope to the post office more than ten miles away by bike. Then we waited patiently. During this period, some works finally became typed one by one, and some works were collected in collections published by many national publishing houses. In the early summer of 2002, with the promotion of the national rural tax reform, I was fixed among the laid-off personnel in the county’s education system. I felt at a loss at that time, but I quickly accepted this reality. After the autumn harvest, with the help of my friends, I went south to Shenzhen to work. My friend originally contacted me with a private school and asked me to apply. At that time, I just got the junior college diploma jointly issued by Huazhong Normal University and Hubei Higher education self-study examination committee. Because the time has exceeded the application deadline, and because I left home for the first time, I dare not take risks to find other related occupations. At the same time, due to the pressure of life, I had to enter the factory where my friend worked. It was not easy to find a job at that time, and the production workshop could not enter, so I only worked as a posthumous handyman: Workshop rectification, medicine injection, repair sewer and so on, do everything. Sometimes I deal with bricks, mud and sand, and ash buckets all day long, which makes my back ache. The monthly salary is only about 500 yuan, but what has always given me my greatest belief is-literature! Because in my dream, I want to record the ups and downs of my whole life in the form of literature. Therefore, no matter how hard I work, no matter how tired I am, I regard it as a kind of life experience, a kind of training of life! Happiness and pain in life are the best materials in literary creation, and we should live happily in the face of hardship. Although working life makes me have no more time to take up the pen in my hand to express my feeling of life, literature — my heart watch drives me to work tenaciously constantly, compose the movement of life with the language of body and action! Integrate yourself into the reform wave of the times. 2008 nian 5 yue 19 ri 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…

Sway

One afternoon in midsummer, the sound of cicadas outside the window was extremely annoying, and I couldn’t bear the boring atmosphere at home. So I strolled and relaxed on the street, but unexpectedly met a couple of lovers who were quarreling, although I passed by in a hurry, the harsh words of women and the angry roaring of men were really a disaster for me, a passerby, which overturned the image of my lover in my cognition. How much hatred does this have? The usual sweet words and pledges of love, why are they like enemies now, criticizing each other, as if they were blind in the past, how funny, love and Hate, between lovers and enemies, can be converted so fast, the former gentle and gentle and virtuous are gone, only leaving the resentment all over the sky, why bother, the lovers in my impression are those who join hands in the wind and rain and can never leave in the face of disasters. In my opinion, although the old love with the white head is not pure, it is mixed with family affection, the complexity of life, such as aging, is more respectable than pure love. It is the refined true feelings, not the love at first sight in a flash, but the looking back of a lifetime, the flowers and leaves flying in the world of mortals. Looking back, I remembered that woman who was still gentle in my dream. She was the only perfect in the broken, and how could she forget her staring at her lover’s eyes? If I don’t meet each other in this life, I will follow you. 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…

Non-permissions care

It was deep in the night, the wind and rain were rustling, the lightning tore off the wounds of the night, and the whole building was flickering with vicissitudes, like the relics of distant ancient times, experiencing countless ups and downs. In such a night, the insects in the grass were scared to be dumb by the wind. The leaves were drooped and didn’t know whether they were afraid of the lust of raindrops or dare not face up to the bright thunder and lightning. In the corridor, the light seemed insignificant in front of the Lightning. Soon, it went dark one by one like the domino effect. After all, the night was quiet and weird, which melted the noisy noise during the day. However, the cry of the door shaft spread far away, like a soft ribbon wrapped around my fragile heart, although it was not loose or tight, but I couldn’t ignore the sense of restraint it brought to me. I didn’t dare to take a deep breath for fear that I would feel uncomfortable. When asked where he intended to go, he answered lightly: What’s the matter with you? For a moment, the lightning became weak, the wind became hoarse, and only the rain was sighing lightly. Unknown flying insects bumped in and out under the shadow of the light, and the light was as bright as possible. The understated four words sounded to me, but they were sonorous, as if a row of bombs were accurately blasted in my heart, which exploded the loss and scattered in the bottom of my heart and converged into a river of grief. My heart is constantly struggling to gasp, which seems to be torn apart at any time. I what to say? What else to say? Just four words have already sealed the topic. The door was still swaying, and under the lonely light, I was carved with a long and desolate figure. You are like this every time, but I have asked silly times, hurt again and again, and uncovered scars again and again. When I disdained to ask, my scar faded. Those four words were like smoke clouds hanging over my heart, and I didn’t know when it would disappear in the sunny day. I have no intention to disturb your world. I just care about it. I just care about a friend who wants to go out on a thunderstorm night. How many people complain that this society is too indifferent and heartless. If it weren’t for their fervent emotions hitting others’ cold hearts for countless times, who would be stingy with a simple care. Permission permissions, set permissions for everything, even care. What’s wrong with you: Sorry, you don’t have permission to access the other’s heart. Care can come from the heartless smile of strangers, the faint greeting from classmates, or the close concern of friends. Are these three exceptions to my words? What I don’t understand is that if I am not from strangers to classmates to friends, then what am I? I remember you said that you are different in front of everyone, and many different you make up a complete you. Perhaps, what you said is true. But why do I see you so rude? It is inevitable that I doubt that my image in your heart is broken and incomplete. I once thought that this sentence was your pet phrase, but when I saw another person asking you, I found that your attitude was so harmonious. This coldly shattered my childish self-deception. Why? Is it because that person is more beautiful than me? It’s not my fault to be ugly. It’s my fault to care for people who are self-righteous! The sound of kicking and stepping steps was well-proportioned, and I didn’t know how many distance came into my ears. The ethereal sound stepped out of my heart with the same ethereal loss. The door was babbling again, and my heart was wrapped tighter. Your eyes are red with tears, and your gaunt looks old. I really want to ask you: you are so embarrassed and such a man who was tortured by thousands of knives, I don’t know who you insist on? The words came to my lips, and I swallowed again hesitantly. Finally, my courage was exhausted in the ticking of the clock. Forget it, good night, what to do with me, but I still hope everything is OK. 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…

Drinking, swimming and sighing (selected writers)

As for drinking, I always stay at a respectful distance, because I really don’t know how to drink. Unfortunately, there are always people who mistakenly think that I have a good drinking capacity, but I am too rational to hide my knowledge without drinking, this is why I have suffered from ridicule. Fortunately, I seldom have the chance to drink. At best, I meet four or five times a year. I can always cope with it with my scalp. But every time I read about drinking scenes, I always feel uneasy and ashamed. As we all know, drinking pays attention to the atmosphere, whether to drink or not is a matter of attitude, and drinking more or less is a matter of drinking capacity. No one can get rid of the relationship between old friends and new acquaintances, business contacts, leaders entertaining subordinates, promotion, housewarming, admission, marriage and so on. Deep feelings, stuffy; Shallow feelings, lick, drink, close the distance, enhance the atmosphere, deepen understanding, enhance friendship, you pour me drink, do you respect me. The glasses are all different from each other. There is no need to cover your words. Open your heart and open your belly. What a hot scene! People who don’t know how to drink can hardly blend in this warm atmosphere, because they don’t dare to drink, and they don’t have the courage to toast. They can only be a loyal spectator and audience, low-key and lonely. Seeing others coming over with a wine glass and a bottle, they began to play drums in their heart. When they toasted, they didn’t drink or drink, but they felt disrespectful and worried, so they stood up in a panic and raised a glass to greet each other, they said that they raised their hips and drank another two cups. Because they were nervous, they made a mistake and naturally fined three cups of wine. Immediately, my face turned red, my heart beat faster, my brain was dizzy, and then I began to feel nausea, so I had to rush to the bathroom to seek relaxation. At that time, my face turned pale, my headache was splitting, and I was shaking when walking. Others felt worried when seeing it, and I felt timid. Watching others pushing a cup and holding a cup, they drank leisurely and comfortably, toasting, persuading and drinking, talking and laughing with extraordinary temperament, only worshiping in their hearts, sighing that they were not blessed and suffering. It is said that drinking can be divided into three types, namely enjoyment type, endurance type and pain type. Some people say that drinking capacity depends on exercise, and pain type can be transformed into enjoyment type, but I feel bitter beer, fierce yellow wine, white wine is spicy, how can I learn to hold such a fear of difficulties? When I was engaged in international freight business in those years, my boss saw that I was hard-working and steadfast, but I was too shy and lacked courage. He intended to provide me with opportunities to exercise and take me to meetings, business trips, business talks, etc, one of the requirements is to learn to drink, because he believes it is necessary for work. I remember at that time, the boss stipulated that I had to touch wine (not beer, at least yellow wine), and the amount of wine increased day by day. In order to prevent cheating, he personally supervised the battle and stared at me to empty the wine in the glass, often my colleagues checked out and left the table first. Under the supervision of the boss, I was still fighting for wine with a bitter face. It was useless for me to say good words, and I didn’t pay any attention to my apology. I felt anxious and angry in my heart. At that time, when he was blind, I poured most of the glass of wine into the soup and stirred it for a few times, quietly drinking. The boss looked back, looked at the dry ground and the bowl in front of him doubtfully, and asked: Did you really drink it? I nodded, and he smiled happily: OK, the capacity of drinking has improved a lot, and I will add it tomorrow! When I just played a little smart, I was secretly proud of myself. Hearing these words, I couldn’t help complaining again and again, so I had to tell him the truth. The boss sighed: Alas, you are still timid. It seems that you are not the material for drinking! In the future, I will regret it. The boss didn’t force him to drink any more, so I am very grateful for his tolerance. However, his prediction had already been proved that he didn’t know how to drink, which really made people lament and disappointed in quite a few occasions. But what could he do? When I went to work in the company, it was inevitable to have a banquet. Every time I could run away, I would run away (once I was arrested by the leader in the canteen of the company for several times, who asked you to hide here for dinner? Accompany guests! ), it’s my luck to escape, but it’s bad luck to escape; If you can hide, then you can hide. If the leader can’t find me, there will be no way. It’s a big deal to accept severe criticism afterwards (we are also thick, it doesn’t matter), even if the bonus is deducted (the leader can’t deduct our bonus for this reason?), Hey Hey. It has nothing to do with me anyway, whether drinking is wrong or not. Every time I go out with the leader, I like to listen to the words of LiuGong (senior workers in the unit): just don’t drink, let them go. They are wine glasses and we are rice buckets. It is the most cost-effective to choose dishes by yourself. Of course, sometimes there is no way. If you really want to appear on the stage, ask your leader for Mercy first. The leader can’t bear to torture you. So, come and pour white wine, ooze half a glass of Sprite (or cola ooze yellow wine) and toast to the leader of the opposite side. Let’s say a few words of social engagement, and always make peace, do it first, ah. Each other natural penetrative, just know you wine blind a due to etiquette should not expose, is muddled through somehow, smiling. At that time, the finance minister of the same trade, like me, also deceived others by this. But she was probably too proud that time. She didn’t know to accept it as soon as she saw it. Someone instigated her and unexpectedly went to toast for the second time. It looks good now, does he have the reason to be cheated again? She proposed to change a cup to drink. God, she couldn’t hold it after drinking a cup of authentic white wine. As a result, I threw up in a mess in the car I came back, smelly and disgusting, which made me serve as her escort for a long time. Alas, why bother? Knew not, why go? Besides, I really want my female compatriots to drink and make a fool of themselves. After all, there are few people, right? Ha ha, wine is a play, and several people are happy and several people are sad. Dinner is pleasant, drinking is happy, but only in front of informed friends, can we completely relax, do not bother about drinking, and grasp at will, that feeling is very good. I am looking forward to that kind of atmosphere. I don’t insist on encouraging wine. The host will decide freely and enjoy myself. Alas, I don’t know how to drink and lack confidence. I feel boring and helpless. I never thought that it was just like the spring breeze in the night. Drunk driving became a mouse that everyone shouted and beat, and the punishment was severe. Drinking was far away from many people’s lives, and some drinkers had to refuse drinking consciously, it was really a good news that Du Kang was less than more drinks in the banquet. People who didn’t know how to drink added a sense of calm, which was really good. Ha, this is a beautiful thing that we and others want. Thank you for banning drunk driving! (Shaoxing, Zhejiang: Ding Chunhua) prose online signing: net name Qiushi, QQ number is 553711356 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…