Unforgettable Days Without Foundation

In the late 1970 s, I went to school with my schoolbag on my back. In our village, school is called study. Therefore, I started my reading life with a longing for the study life. The schoolbag is sewn by my mother by hand with a beautiful floral cloth. The schoolbag contained a small blackboard which was the size of handkerchief and was framed by wood, and several strips of stone pens cut from talcum. There is also a rag used to wipe the small blackboard. The study is located at the west end of the village, and my home is at the east end of the village. There is a long flagstone road. I have enough time to show off the treasures in my schoolbag. Because my father and elder brother both work in the city, my mother looks after the preschool children in the village’s Yuhong class, and I am the only one in the family who has free meals, so the equipment in the schoolbag should be advanced. There were mostly five or six brothers and sisters of the same age. Although the cost of reading was very small at that time, the contents in their schoolbags seemed much thinner. There was only a stone pen and a gray-black roof tile carefully repaired by their father. Tiles are used here as small blackboards for doing exercises in class. It looks ugly, stupid and uneven, but it is as clear as writing on it. And even if it is broken by the little hair, there is no need to feel so distressed. The small blackboard with wooden frame looks neat and light to use, but it is relatively thin and will be broken accidentally. Because they were all partners in the same village, more than a dozen of people were upgraded from Yuhong class in the east of the village to study. Except for the freshness of the clothes, there was not much strangeness between them. The teacher in the study is also from the village, the father of a friend. The seniority is lower in the village, and there is not much majesty. Therefore, most of my friends didn’t feel too tight on the first day of school. The difference is that our first grade and fourth grade students have one classroom. Our lower grade is in the south and the fourth grade is in the north, occupying their own territory respectively. Many of them are the brothers or sisters of our friends. When we are arranged in the seats, we twist our bodies unjustly, even excitedly but quietly with our own or neighbor brothers, when my elder sister said hello and winked, what she got was mostly coldness or indifference, and there was no friendship in the past at all. Maybe in the eyes of elder brothers and sisters in the fourth grade, the behaviors of our little hairs were very naive, maybe they were taught by teachers in advance to set a good example for us during class time. Gradually, we little hairs are no longer affectionate in the northern boundary. When the teacher was not there, we just went to work in the S. The climax was that the monitor decided by the teacher brought a new book, and we all sat upright at once. Staring at the new book in the front row, I couldn’t help feeling excited, thinking about the textbook I got early. If I saw one of them, I would count it silently, pray that when you don’t send a book to yourself, it’s the right time for that book. Pa-pa-the book was thrown onto the table by the monitor with great momentum. We quickly picked up the book as if it was a treasure, leaned over our noses to smell the tempting ink fragrance, and then quickly turned over whether there was any damage inside. Everything was normal, so we settled down to take a look at the color picture of the textbook, or read the letters or words you know as if you show off. Before going to school, we mostly learned a little from our brothers and sisters. Life is like this. Every day, I listen to the teacher’s reading with strong accent and teach us how to write. Occasionally, one by one, fighting small fights and small reports are repeated day by day. There was a small split among the friends who came together soon. They learned fast and wrote well. They were often praised by teachers, and sometimes there might be an affordable prize like a stone pen. Those who are lazy and naughty in class are often punished to write pinyin or new words ten or twenty times with their blackboard. There was also an excuse that the homework of last night was deleted by my mother or father accidentally, so I had to take an empty blackboard or roof tile to school to ask for a guilty lazy student. Even if the teacher was confused, because these blackboards did have the disadvantage of being easy to erase, he had to turn a blind eye and let the lazy life pass. Remember once. The teacher wrote some slogans on the wall outside the house and asked the monitor to lead us to write new words silently. I always wrote down the first few words silently, looking at the deskmate scratching his head, quietly erected the small blackboard, and the deskmate left it quickly, quickly write it on your own small blackboard. Because my dictation went smoothly, I had time to look at the embarrassment of my partners. I really couldn’t remember for a long time, waiting for the monitor to shout again. But the monitor only shouted a new word for three times. At this time, I blurted out, imitating the Monitor’s long voice: Silent the word “upstairs”, but the voice did not fall, the teacher rushed in step by step, so I was pulled to the front. The teacher just held a pipe in his hand, so my little head was knocked three times by the pipe, and I came back aggrieved, one by one with my own small blackboard in line, when I went to the desk to check the teacher, a rash guard turned around because of full excitement. His thick blackboard hit the small blackboard I was holding. With a slight crack, my small blackboard was split into two halves. Fortunately, there was a wooden frame around it, and the two halves were not separated. So this small blackboard with cracks accompanied me through the first grade of primary school. When I was in the second grade, I had a notebook. There was a thin layer of plastic paper on the first layer, and a layer like the copy paper today was on the bottom. Use a hard round-headed pencil to fill up a piece of paper. When you lift the first layer of plastic paper, the strokes of the words will be eliminated. This book is about ten pages. It can be used repeatedly, but when the number of times increases, if the handwriting cannot disappear completely, it should be eliminated. The past is like smoke, but the pure and happy memory often reveals a seductive smile, which makes me miss……. 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…

As the saying goes, feeding village — lazy people don’t go out, and the weather is not sunny when going out

Lazy people naturally eat and do nothing. They either eat or sleep all day long, or they are idle and wandering around. In the village, people often laugh lazy but not poor. As long as people are poor and ambitious, they will still be respected by people. Although some families are poor, when you walk into his home, you will still see that the home is always well organized, clean and tidy. But the lazy man is different. His home is always in disorder, just like a messy linen nest, which is called pig nest vividly by people, because in the countryside, pigs are the most easy-to-eat, lazy and unsanitary animals, seeing that people are compared with pigs, I have already been disgusted to the point of being unbearable. Villagers always follow the production and living rules of seeing the sky before getting up early, that is to observe the astronomical phenomena, master the cloudy, Sunny, rainy and snowy weather, and arrange the production and life of that day. For example, in the autumn harvest season, if it is sunny, you can cut or beat wheat; If it is cloudy or rainy, you can plow or do other preparatory work. Sometimes the weather is obviously sunny, but a gust of wind will blow heavy rain in the afternoon, so we have to rely on experience to make an accurate judgment. Lazy people do things, of course, different. He has his own style. To put it bluntly, he is aimless and free. He is too lazy to use his brains to plan, let alone fighting every minute like others. He always felt that the days were still long, and it was still too late to take time. Therefore, others had begun to sharpen their swords and prepare to cut the sickles, but he was still in the red sun and had no worries; When others began to clean up the mess, he began to play wheat. Sometimes when he saw the bright sun, he spread the wheat to the wheat field and prepared to play. However, before he had shot it down, the dark clouds were dense, the Thunder and lightning were thunder, and he couldn’t clean it up and soaked it in the rain. He wondered: why did other people clean up everything before the heavy rain came, and how could they be so unlucky? In fact, he didn’t know at all that when others roared in the middle of the night, the wheat was nearly ready. When the lazy got up, the wheat was almost beaten. One day’s plan lies in the morning. Without a good start, how can there be a happy ending? Of course, if a lazy man doesn’t go out, it doesn’t mean that the lazy man doesn’t go out easily and doesn’t move. As long as he moves out, it will be cloudy and rainy. In fact, this sentence also proves the truth that everything is done in advance but not in advance is abolished. Because lazy people are lazy, the opportunity is definitely not good. As people say, opportunities often like those who are prepared, so lazy people are not prepared, and the chances of success are naturally very small, he encountered many setbacks when doing things, that is, the weather was not sunny. Lazy people always like to muddle along with each other when living a life. In the words of the banker, they will make do with it, which is definitely not as good as others. Then the situation of continuous rain in the House is not surprising. A few years ago, there was an upsurge of relocation in Murakami. Families with relatives and friends in places where cotton and fruit trees were planted in Xinjiang, Guazhou and so on were moved there, contracted or purchased some land to plant cash crops, A few years later, he made a beautiful turnaround. He went out of poverty and became rich and ran for a well-off life. He went back to his hometown once in a while. The villagers naturally marveled that it was no longer Wu xiaameng. There was no count of Admir, A lot of people felt itchy and stirring in their hearts, and there were some lazy men who thought it would be easy to get rich if money was born everywhere in other places. Regardless of others’ good advice, they ran after the storm. I didn’t expect that before long, I ran back desponately. Everyone told me how bad it was over there, smelling and snickering: I don’t know whether it is good over there, but I just need to work hard, you are lazy here. If a dog can’t eat shit when you arrive there, you even have nothing to eat. If you make a fortune, it is really a long time for God. So lazy words can’t be changed. It is the same everywhere. Others’ sunny days are their own continuous cloudy days. Therefore, if you want to go out for a sunny day by yourself, you need to be diligent in writing. You must know that the umbrella on your head is created by your own hands and mind. If you don’t want to be laughed at by the villagers, you have to dig out your own value first. Even if you are in trouble for a while, it is nothing. The key is not to get involved in lazy bad habits. 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…

And one

I haven’t submitted a manuscript for a long time, and I feel that the editor can’t see it, I feel depressed, and I don’t have confidence. Yesterday, I looked at the article on the supplement of Lubei Evening News and suddenly saw one of my articles on it again. I was very happy, but I was not as excited as before. A large part of my writing is to relieve my depression. I never dare to expect my works to be published. In this way, I even wrote more than 60 million words. The encouragement of my good friend made me a little eager to try. It was just a try to submit articles in Lubei evening news, but I didn’t expect to publish several articles. I once had such a dream, and I dreamed that my works would be printed into typeface. At that time, I felt that the person who could publish articles must be great, and I always had a respect in my heart. Several of my friends are very good at writing and envy them very much. I know that writing requires diligence and hard work, but it requires more talent. I don’t have the talent in this field, just like it. When people live, they always have to have some spiritual pursuit, so that they will not be too tired. Tired, depressed, bored, empty, just throw a few words, Heart will become steadfast. I am a very lazy person, who is careless and reasonable in life. Writing is also very casual. If you want to write, just write. In fact, I am had a lot of time, but I wasted a lot of time. Sometimes, I wonder whether I have gone through so many hardships of life and lost my passion for life? Children laughed, cried and played. Life is very real and realistic. Looking at my two babies, what else can I say? They asked me to re-examine my own value: for them, I am important. For them, I have to live well. I think I still need to tap the voice of my heart on the keyboard, which is an explanation of my life and that of my children. 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…

Loss of misty rain

I haven’t written things so quietly for a long time. It seems that I have forgotten the appearance of time and the misty rain of fleeting years. Today, I want to write something. I don’t want to be gorgeous. I just want to make my thirsty heart feel a little sweet! I have to sigh the fleeting time, and it is also necessary to be sad that the world is changeable. In this strange society, they left me one by one in an obvious or inconspicuous way. In this world, I am like the dust without ownership, being ruthlessly thrown here and pushed there by this world. I can’t stand the changes of the world, understand the impermanent life, guess the ending of the story, and understand the danger of people’s heart. In this world, oh, no, in this society, I feel like a clown, but I can’t bring any brilliance to this society. We can’t say that we have been lost in the corner of this world, nor can we say that we have not helped this individual for a long time. What is the initial reason why I hate the negative of this society? Feelings? Inner helpless? Questions about the soul? Who knows? I have already been accustomed to the tranquility outside the window, but I also hate the darkness outside the window. Cannot, Dauntless? How many marks can the lost smoke and rain leave on yourself? The rainy and misty year of life is empty. It is such self-abasement, but what can be left after self-abasement? What is the situation of a hurry? How to do it, good or bad? In the end, how could it be? Or leave some relics for the world to evaluate. How much behind the evaluation is deepened and how much is true? The lost smoke and rain, you let me live? How? 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…