Party and sense

This merchant friend of mine drove his own car, dressed in famous brand clothes, and the gold chain on his neck was shining, which further showed the glory of his career. Apart from being surprised, I could only sigh with sorrow. Because there is another friend of mine who has a glorious title like me and the most glorious career under the sun. The coat we wore at the party was bought in the supermarket by chance ten years ago. Compared with each other, I can’t help feeling sad from the bottom of my heart. Kong Yiji in the works of Mr. Lu Xun often talked to comfort him with words like a gentleman who was poor, which was ridiculed by countless readers in the past century. In today’s era, who can truly live in poverty, and how many real gentlemen can have? Is it really the anesthetic of a pedantic person that a gentleman is poor? When we were all children, we three stepped into a common school together. As soon as I entered the school, my teacher friend showed his superhuman wisdom and won the favor of many teachers and classmates, while my merchant friend was extremely dull, finally, I couldn’t finish my junior high school, and finally I had to go out to make a living. I of the teacher friend finally sure enough not Chongwang, was admitted to a local Normal University, become the eyes of the world have jobs person. The passage of time fleeting General, Thirties meet again, really is san shi nian he dong, san shi nian he xi. The. In today’s era, of course, we can’t measure a person’s ability with material, but we always fall into the dilemma of poor people and short ambitions without money. The ancients said: Born in hardship, died in peace. The businessman friend left school, give a person an apprentice, slept huts, eaten restaurant leftovers leftovers …… these tribulations and finally his experience into a mature stable open-minded businessman. And teachers since ancient times was lock Road for Iron Rice Bowl, once owned, locates and hunger Shino. In fact, our teachers are really exist in many. Pitiful wages make most teachers complaining, they don’t see their future multi-light, beautiful …… thus lost cause of aggressive, and limits the development education teaching ability. Any industry should have a sense of the times and urgency. If we continue to stick to the rules, no matter how good the top students are, they will be eliminated by the flood of the times, and they can only end up waiting for death. Of course, we are not willing to willing to lowly, more reluctant to accepted mediocrity. Where there is a will, never said our business have multi-lowly, any industry will be out of the outcrop temporarily angle of characters, lecture room, Liu Xinwu, jilianhai, Yu Dan and so on scholars on stage talk shows your elegance. Believe as long as we work hard and would give waves, sail sea of day. 2010 nian 5 yue 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…

Envy the heart of a child

A child was added to the family, and the baby who was born expressed everything with crying. If you are hungry, thirsty, peeing, dirty, and annoyed, there will be urgent crying. Therefore, all her demands were met. This is the simplest desire and the simplest expression. The little child, like a transparent glass ball, expressed all the joys and sorrows to the people around her without scruple. What a precious expression it is. When you grow up, you will never be able to do it again. However, this period of time often leaves no trace in our life. Working overtime yesterday, I sent my child to the art class in advance and left in a hurry. When I went to my sister’s home to pick up the child at the end of the afternoon, the child happily showed me her paintings today. There is an animal in the picture. I looked at it and asked my daughter if she was a fox? My daughter said, “No, Mom, look at it again. I took a closer look and found that there were two blue horns of different heights on the animal’s head, and there were two braid under the horns. In the middle of the two corners are two purple triangles with a small bead on each of them. The face is very long, accounting for more than half of the whole body. The upper part is bright yellow, two black lines are divided into two halves, a pair of heart-shaped eyes, eyebrows are very messy. The lower part is a wide purple mouth with two round teeth inside. Wearing a purple skirt and a beautiful necklace, I drew two hands of different sizes on both sides of the skirt and two dark blue legs with different sizes. I really don’t know what kind of animal this is. I asked carefully, is this a cow? My daughter said, yes, what I drew is cattle, this is human cattle. I laughed, thinking that she could figure out the word “People are Good. But she introduced me. Said what she Drew was a female cow. Very beautiful, she was waiting for other cows, wondering if there would be handsome guys on the opposite side? I’m overwhelmed. Such a cow and such an idea are really only available to children. Beside the cow, a tree was painted with various colors. She said it was a rainbow tree. Rainbow tree, what a beautiful name. The seven-color rainbow of red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue and purple is the most beautiful scenery in the sky, but it cannot be found. However, the child moved the scenery to a tree. And I painted more than ten colors, which is really amazing. There are also some things that I can’t understand in the painting, such as two chairs, one like high heels and the other like a spatula, and the other like a flag, which I can never guess without her introduction. There is also a flower full of doubts with a big question mark. I asked her why Hua was that expression, and what did the question mark mean? She said that she was thinking, what were the two people sitting on the chair talking about? She was too far away to hear, but she couldn’t walk. I said, what are those two talking about? Tell that flower. She said seriously, “That’s not good. People can’t listen secretly. Looking at such a painting, listening to my daughter’s detailed explanation, it is really a kind of enjoyment. In this world, there is nothing more precious than a childlike heart. Children’s Hearts are simple and sincere. They put the beauty of the world together and express it in the most direct way. Therefore, there was a unique person, a chair that the designer had never thought of, and a beautiful rainbow tree. They draw whatever they think of, and then make up a story for the picture that we can’t imagine. They break the conventions we think and create their own ideal inner world. According to the rules of our adults, there are too many impossibilities in our thoughts and what we think is ridiculous. We can’t draw such a picture. When we think everything is reasonable and normal, we have lost a lot of fun and colors in our life. When I wanted to go home, my daughter and her cousin got angry because of some trifles. My daughter said, “Mom, I don’t want to talk to my sister any more. How could she shout like that? It’s so noisy. Then he said angrily, “I don’t want to play with you any more. I won’t play with you in the next life. Ha ha, this tone is really big, because the two sisters can’t play together, they even put forward it in the next life. My sister and I both laughed. I said, I don’t know if I will play together in the next life. I only know that you will play together again after three minutes. She laughed, and so did her sister’s children. This is the children. They cry whenever they want, do whatever they want, laugh whenever they want, turn against each other when they are unhappy, and make peace without a minute. I envy them. I hope this beautiful world can bring them more beauty. I hope my daughter’s childlike innocence can be kept longer and longer. 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…

A person walking

The night in the small town is gentle and quiet. A man wandered aimlessly on the street, watching the flashing lights and the dim night. Along the street, numerous shops were brightly lit. The shopkeepers who had been busy for a whole day turned off their loud voices to attract customers quietly, not knowing whether they were tired or satisfied with the harvest during the day, sitting, standing, or packing around, preparing for closing. On the road, the passing vehicles were no longer as reckless and impatient as they were in the daytime, and they all drove past in a orderly manner. The people in the car had been busy for a day, and they were already eager to return, because in the direction of home, there was a warm light calling them affectionately. In the distance, along both sides of the river, the lights were bright and the Willows were swaying. On the Bank Square, leisurely and rich people are dancing with the beautiful music. I like it very much, such a time, such a walking. The gate of memory can be opened at will at this time, letting the fragments of the old days swim freely in my mind. It will not hit rocks, and no one will be disturbed. I can’t remember when I started, and I like walking alone. I only remember that when I was a student many years ago, as long as I went out, I must be in groups, chattering all the way, like a group of happy birds. Even if I bought clothes and ate, it was the decision of the minority to obey the majority. The sunshine was very bright at that time, and the world was very pure at that time. Walking out of a pure land and stepping into the noisy world of mortals, we also got married with loneliness. In the early days, I lived in the narrow little world in the corner of the small town, devoting the most beautiful youth of my life to a devout job and a steadfast waiting, waiting for a beautiful and distant love blocked by time and space. During the days and nights of more than one thousand or five hundred days and nights, after work, I heard the sisters around me tell their love stories happily. When the night fell, they saw their skirts fluttering like butterflies flying out of the yard and rushing to the sweet date. Every time at that time, a burst of hurried and cheerful footsteps, like whips and hammers, beat a lonely heart, and red lovesickness scattered all over the floor. When everything is quiet, when there is only one person left in the world, turn back, close the door, silently, write the silent sigh and deep thoughts into the diary. Maybe since then, I have been used to being alone. Stay alone, stay alone, come alone, go alone. Because there is a love buried in the bottom of my heart. Even though the world of mortals is rolling and dazzling, I still keep a sober mind all the time and stick to that loneliness and loneliness willingly. Persistent and no regrets. As time goes by, when the story of youth has passed, life gives off the mellow fragrance of daily necessities, but one’s state has not changed. Everything, always, seems to be just a person in action. One person, shopping, shopping, walking, doing anything that one can do. A person is real and casual. You can do things with your own temperament, cooking, cooking, watering flowers, raising fish, reading sentimental love stories, and writing petty bourgeois words. If you do nothing, leave your brain blank. Habit. Seeing the situation that girls go shopping together after work or couples of all ages go in and out together and love each other, the calm heart has already been upset. Even if you are in a noisy place, the surrounding crowd is bustling, and the deskmates meet with each other, and the greetings are boiling, you can still sit quietly and watch calmly, just like staying out. I lack enthusiasm for some life plots that people are keen on. Originally, life is lonely. A person, no matter the loneliness and helplessness when he is frustrated or the proud scenery when he is successful, only he knows his own taste. Although some people enjoy the support like stars and moon, how many people can really understand his thoughts, soul and emotions? In this world, how many people can let him open his heart and treat him sincerely? Let alone the poor and humble people, who is willing to spend some time listening to their voices attentively? Looking around, how many people are walking alone. Body or soul. The situation of a person is very beautiful, very cold. Just like tonight, a person walks on the street quietly, like a fish who is ignorant of the world, swimming freely in the ocean of the night, enjoying it alone, and the night is beautiful. 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…

Town atmosphere

There are two streets in the vertical and horizontal direction, which are not regular crossing. The main ones in the middle are markets and commercial streets, which are like a big belly bulging out of thin clothes, and then the limbs are gradually slender and slowly hidden in the endless crops around. It is such a small town. Although the road surface is paved with asphalt, patches of all sizes are stacked layer by layer. Even so, it is still a little bumpy, scattered stones, which makes it more and more embarrassing. Anyway, this place is still the administrative center of exchange and trade within dozens of miles. If you go to the native place and live in the countryside, you must come and go frequently. After a long time, the visual senses gradually become familiar with and accept, unexpectedly, it became a little friendly. From this point of view, people’s adaptability didn’t need to be cultivated. After a long time, the discomfort would be resolved and there was no need to search for any knacks. Let’s call it Town B. In the southwest of China, my hands, my feet and my heart are carefully approaching to accept it. This is a brand new experience, not just a surprise for the new arrival, there is also a look at the local conditions and customs. We may be full of expectations for unknown things, of course, good expectations. But if the curtain is opened, everything is far beyond your imagination. I think, whether good or bad, cheers or frustration are just expressions. Then we still need to adapt slowly, go deep into it and complete another page of life record. Only in this way can we have no defects. When I get up in the morning, if the sun is shining outside the window, a burst of pop songs will drift around on the road in front of my home. One thing that makes me feel interesting here is the motorcycle with sound system, generally, it is 125#, the wind is from far to near, and the music is the same. It roars with the motorcycle. The driver sits with his head held high, with no one in his eyes, and his spirit passes. At first, I was very curious and felt very rustic. It was so flamboyant that I felt relieved after getting used to it. What do you like? Do you still need to comment? Sometimes I also ride a bike, following a song, all the way is charming, but it is not lonely. There was a noodle restaurant at the crossroad. There were several kinds of noodles with different tastes, including steamed stuffed bun porridge, hand-wrapping, small door face and no plaque. The landlady was small and quick. I like the beef noodles cooked by her best. The soup is thick with thick flavor and smooth noodles. When I was passing by, I sat down at the table in the open air and shouted: two or two beef noodles. In a short time, a large bowl of delicious noodles will be served in front of you, with several pieces of beef and small pieces of bamboo shoots, A few green vegetable leaves, red soup, white noodles, eat carefully, you can also have a bowl of noodle soup, clear and refreshing stomach, touch the stomach, really full really enjoy. Sometimes you can see her husband taking out the newly wrapped steamed buns from the inner room, putting them on the stove in front of the door, or packing the bowls and chopsticks on the table diligently, and then hurriedly entering the inside, that was a thin tall man with fine skin and tender meat. It seemed that he didn’t say much, unlike the landlady, he was just a rough voice when he saw people. What to eat? Bowls? Again ha! Laughter can float on the street. I like those old and old ladies who sell vegetables with burdens most. I always go to find them when I buy vegetables. One is planted by myself, and they seldom take medicine, the other is cheap, and the other is old people, it is not easy for me to take care of their business. Just on the roadside, all kinds of fresh vegetables were neatly arranged, many of which were bundles of vegetables without weighing. How much was a bundle of vegetables, and they were paid to take them away by themselves, very convenient. There was an old lady who had bad legs and feet. She always sold only one vegetable, leek, fat and fresh. Often I only needed two bundles, and she gave another bundle diligently, it was originally two yuan a bundle, she smiled and said, take an extra bundle, three bundles and five yuan! Every time she answered her, she smiled as if she was victorious. She looked at you kindly with a pair of eyes. She was very happy, which made my heart warm. There are two drugstores in the town. My father is in poor health, so I often visit their stores. One is a chain drugstore, which mainly sells Western medicine, and there are also some proprietary Chinese medicines that can be swiped by card, one is a Chinese medicine shop of a time-honored brand. I will choose which store to enter according to the prescription. There are two women in the western pharmacy, one is older and the other is a little girl, like a mother and daughter. My mother has obvious experience as a doctor. She knows what medicine you need and then brings it to you, tell you how to take precautions. The little girl looks very beautiful. She was fifteen or sixteen years old. She was either playing with a mobile phone or looking outside with her cheek. The customer knocked on the counter, and she was suddenly shocked and smiled shyly, I walked over lightly. Chinese medicine stores are in another situation, with antique plaques, wooden counters, rows of small drawers of medicine racks, An old man, dressed in white and beard, looked at you spiritually. Is there any prescription? What medicine do you need? You take out the prescription and give it to him. He looked at it carefully and reported it out one by one. This is teacher xxx’s prescription and there is no mistake. Then, open the drawer in the same way, take medicine, weigh it, put it in an iron plate with a gap, finally, put the prepared paper bag at the gap of the iron plate, and lift it with your hands, just poured out from the gap, his fingers flew over, wrapped it up, took the abacus, compared with the prescription, and said something in his mouth. His hands did not stop, scratching, the price came out. The most professional thing is that he will write down at the head of the prescription, how to fry it, how long it will take, how to take it, what to pay attention, What is taboo, very detailed. I like to watch the moment when he was calculating, his fingers were light and he flew up and down without hesitation, which was impossible without years of effort. I’m afraid few young people nowadays can learn it. If you want to know about the situation of one side, a cursory glance must be just an approximate impression. It is another feeling to blend in after living for a while. People who depend on many conditions in the town like local people are closely related to them. Walking around the crowd, listening to their dialects and feeling different cultural customs, you will gradually understand the joints, and at this time, you can live your own life naturally and easily like a local natives. I understand these, and I like them very much. Time flies like a shuttle, experiencing and learning slowly. The small town is already a part of my life. From strangeness to familiarity to pleasure, this process is the basic requirement of life and survival. Walking on the street of the town, some acquaintances will greet you slowly: are you on the street? Have a cup of tea? You can smile freely and respond loudly: Yes! Buy something. Don’t drink anymore. Let’s have a drink later! They laughed at each other and passed. I like this state, no matter whether I leave or not in the future, this kind of memory should be indelible. Lovely town. 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…