I am just an ordinary person

I am an ordinary person, I just want to have a full meal, get dressed, and make my family safe and happy. But this is often not the case. They think that I have much ability to offend many people. I have no choice but to be frank in my heart. I am a straight person who can not turn around when speaking. Two years ago, my uncle asked me to guarantee to buy a car. I was on the bus at that time. I thought there should be no problem, so I agreed vaguely. But when I got home, I told my husband about it, he firmly opposed it and said: It would be fine if he had money to lend it to him, but now he has to take legal responsibility for mortgage with working capital. I firmly disagreed. At that time, I was in a dilemma. On one hand, I was my dad’s cousin, on the other hand, my husband was angry. How could I choose or not? I went to consult teacher Luo. She told me the process of her debt collection. At that time, she was a classmate of teacher Luo’s younger brother and asked her to guarantee. Two years later, the bank asked for money to find teacher Luo. As a result, the man disappeared and teacher Luo came to me all over the street and wavered, I refused without hesitation when my uncle was calling. This incident was very unpleasant. Even my father was sick at night and asked my uncle to take him to see a doctor, which was caused by me, but made my father take the blame and I felt guilty to death, he ignored me when I went home. I think my ability is too small. I have to care about myself before I can care about others. I have no choice but to think about it every time, my heart is like a poisonous snake biting. Although I am open-minded, I still can do nothing. My cousin’s son went to cram school. I think there must be no problem, but he was stuck again. Some things can’t be done if you don’t want to, or if you don’t want to, alas! Sometimes I am envious of everything, how good it would be if I could. I am helpless. I am just an ordinary person, and my ability is also very limited. As a proverb goes, people die better than people, and goods are still better than goods. There is a song that sings well, and the plain is the truth. Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) 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…

Feelings of “Children’s Day”

Time flies like an arrow, and time is like a song. With the loss of time, I have experienced dozens of spring, summer, autumn and winter unconsciously; Decades of life; Decades of wind and rain; decades of years; Decades of dreams make life step forward gradually. The time is always 1 minute 1 second past and the loss of 01:15. Time is holding our hands and sailing to the ocean of the sunset without turning back. We cannot retain; We cannot guard; We cannot stop; We cannot refuse. Only obey the orders of angels and follow them. Even with heavy footsteps, heavy burdens, wind and rain, and the weather-stricken life, we should continue to move forward without turning back. When you look back and look up, what you leave is only wrinkles on your face, as well as the past years deeply engraved in your heart. The days passed once a year like this, and the loss of time was so heartless that we spent another year of children’s day. This festival sounds so naive, so happy, so naive and so cute, but unfortunately it doesn’t belong to my festival for a long time. Although I still crossed the bridge of this time and spent this lovely day, those innocent and lively campus life will never have my shadow in this life; there will be no more footprints for me in this life in the childish children’s group; There will be no more gestures for me in this life in the childish singing and dancing performance; There will be no more names for me in this life in the program performance columns. When Children’s Day is approaching, whenever I hear a burst of loud rehearsals in the playground of the Community Kindergarten upstairs, the entertainment of singing and laughing, and the catching of fans, I am thinking: children are going to celebrate Children’s Day again. How happy and happy they are! It would be great if God could allow me to bring back my childhood and sing, dance, hide-and-seek, perform their own programs and display their own heroic abilities on campus! On that day, it happened to meet me to have a rest. The weather was cool, foggy and the breeze was winding around. Due to the excessive rain in May, the inspiration of early summer was diluted, but it seemed to return to the breath of spring. After breakfast, I bought something from the supermarket and walked to the Boulevard next to the kindergarten. It happened that the children in the kindergarten were organized by the teacher and accompanied by the parents. They were lively and optimistic, they performed their various programs with relish, and their parents were also participating in their programs, tasting the happiness of their children’s day, which was extremely lively. Children’s wonderful paintings are still hanging on the green branches along the road, and the playground is also full of bustling audiences. At this time, my curiosity also welled up on my forehead, stopped my steps immediately, walked into the edge of the crowd and raised my head to watch their wonderful performances. A fashionable parent is playing fans with a teacher. The children are encouraging them, and the audience are also cheering for them. What an eye-catching role. With the progress of the times and the development of the trend, the original parents are also participating in the performance programs on Children’s Day, which brings incomparable happiness and happiness to children. I stood there quietly, looking at their demonstration with intense eyes. The waves in my heart did roll and I felt happy, as if my soul jumped into their column and really went back to my childhood, I am participating in the activity at this time. When I came back to my mind, I realized that I was just a passing bystander. But their performance brought out a lot of childhood memories hidden in my heart. Although my birth condition was far worse than those of these children, in our remote mountain village at that time, of course, I did not enter the kindergarten training, and directly stepped into the gate of primary school. Then the primary school only 5-year education, although we is village, but our teachers are from town out of high quality teachers, teaching quality can also, except Chinese, math two main subjects, there are also additional courses such as sports, music, art and labor. What impressed me most was that it was almost the children’s day of June 1. Teachers had to draw some good classmates to perform singing and dancing programs in class, and I was no exception at that time. Under the teacher’s organization, we folded up with red, yellow and green paper, tied it with lines, and cut out various flower shapes with petals with scissors, every afternoon after school, the teacher left us in school to practice dancing for two hours. Of course, there were also table tennis matches, solo singing between male and female, etc. On the day of children’s day, we will take our fully prepared programs to perform on the stage of the commune and win prizes with great joy. At that time, although I was standing on a stage that didn’t smell well, in my little naive heart and in the garden where I lived, I would also feel that I was one of those audiences’ attention, I feel so proud, happy, lively and lovely. I was also a good child in my parents’ heart; A good child in the teachers’ heart; A good example in my neighbor’s heart, but at that time I had never been accompanied by my parents because of the differences in conditions, but deep in my heart, it is also my most contented children’s day, and the childhood era that deserves my recalling most. Childhood is my dream; It is my song; It is a piece of music of my spirit. Every year on children’s day, when there are songs coming from the campus; When I dance over and over again, these wonderful memories will emerge spontaneously in my mind. Because it imprints an insurmountable gap in my heart and feelings that cannot be abandoned. Childhood is the most brilliant, precious and hot start of every life; The most eye-catching Foundation; The most adorable flower. Everyone’s future of life is built on the beautiful dream scene of childhood. Children: you must cherish your childhood, listen to your teacher obediently, be good children of parents and teachers, lay a good foundation for your life and create a bright future, in the future, we will become the pillars of our motherland one by one, constantly improve the society, and make the children in the future live more splendid, lively, optimistic and eye-catching in their festivals, leave a wonderful memory for your life. 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…

Breaking off occasionally

The English word of banana was casually put into a line ba-na-na-na-ba-na-na by me, which is more like us nowadays. We stand in a row and listen to the adult’s words, and automatically complete the mechanical copy from action to thought. Yan vibrated the vocal cords at the other end of the phone with the frequency of ultrasonic wave. It seemed that there was a danger of jumping out of the microphone at any time like fried beans. Ah, ah, ah, I had to clamp the chatter receiver with my arms and quickly browse “holding the hourglass of time” spread out on the tea table. The clock on the wall ran round and round in anger, while my mother was watching the South Korean TV series which were divided, divided, combined and died. A dozen of consumption tissue 886 looked like shouting out this sentence to the air, because when I reacted, there was only a long string of du-du busy tones left. The low sobs brought me back to the real world of accelerating movement again-now, the heroine had a car accident. There is no night in the city, and there will never be a moment. The night market downstairs in the quiet community shows off the neon lights that don’t stop the market. Those dragging wine bottles, smoking cigarettes, holding dice and sending cards, it seemed to prove that this was a vibrant paradise; Neighbors held Carnival parties, roaring speakers, exploding balloons, and the air was filled with the oath of youth without regrets; in more houses with lights on, sons fought in the World of Warcraft with high morale, and women watched soap emotional dramas with fast plot changes endlessly, men are dealing with telephone cities one after another, like a large machine with overloaded operation. Each belt is tightened to the maximum extent. I can’t imagine that if one chain is broken, whether paralyzed cities can be truly called home. Endorsement, homework, listening to classes, exams, keeping up with the schedule, driving the midnight train day after day, we are busy day by day like crawlers, practicing the correct outlook on life. Values time is the sand flowing between fingers, and we should catch it even if we can’t catch it, after grasping, we should make more efforts to continue grasping. We are accustomed to the fast pace of life because 24 hours should be used as 48 hours, trying to turn every day into a polar day. We thought we chose the right one and gave up the inappropriate schedule. When was the last time we climbed the mountain with our parents? Don’t remember. Promised to accompany my sister to watch cartoons? When she grows up, she can play alone. With students about good catch up? Come on, send a letter to each other E-MAIL the meaning is good. So we had a lot of precious time left and hid the fact that we were empty-handed tacitly. I can’t help thinking of a vintage Tang costume show I ‘ve seen: the designer specially selected a group of models that are slightly plump, rolled up the high bun, emptied the servant girl, swept the moth eyebrows, and gently touched the Black Lips, the stage background has been changed into the elegant and luxurious palace style. The models turned around again and again, looking back and smiling again and again, but the feeling they gave was always just the clothes shelf. Why? Because the focus of modern people’s life is forward-leaning, hasty, nervous and flustered, all written on their faces. No matter how carefully decorated they are, they can’t walk out of the calmness of women in the flourishing Tang Dynasty and lean back slightly, the charming flow of walking Lotus gently. Tired, tired, life should not be just a mold, the mold lacks the participation of eyes, ears, hands, nose and soul. When running forward aimlessly occupies nine out of ten of life, leaving too little space for people to think, unable to accommodate Su Zi’s leisure feeling of eating three hundred litchi per day, and unable to accommodate six flying flowers to enter the house, sitting and watching the elegant taste of Qingzhu becoming qiongzhi, he couldn’t bear a travel note written by Xu Xiake and a song written by Ji Kang “Guangling San”. Fortunately Zhuang Zhou was born in the Warring States period, otherwise his Zen language of dream butterfly might become the theory, the Buddha who had a smile and realized the truth in the world had no choice but to frown? Have a rest, pat the dust on your body, pour the gravel in your shoes, count the stars in the night sky, smell the fragrance of the grass you just cut, and turn over the old photos in the photo album, hug the dearest and favorite person; Burn a stove of Sweet Dreams, brew a light tea, light a bunch of lights, a paper of plain paper, record the most beautiful voice in the heart, keep the two or three things that made you sigh at that time. Occasionally, stopping is not a negative escape from reality, but a smile to life in an upward posture. Have you ever seen a pilgrim who crawls on the ground? Every time I kissed the loess, it was so slow and dignified, because what I got was just the moment when I lowered my head and stopped, instead of the chase with my head held high. Maybe for life, we need to have a devout attitude like a pilgrimage. Occasionally, we stop, chew, and feel that life like that is to watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, another picture of clouds circling the clouds outside the sky. 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…