Fleeting time, never broken

Fleeting time, never broken

The old days are printed with mottled paint! Standing in the memory, there were only gray negatives everywhere, and those bright fleeting times in the past were also shocked to pieces by this flowing time! It’s the sentimental rainy season again. The sound of raindrops outside the window and the whistle in the distance are intertwined and lingering! Most of the time, I am used to turning on the desk lamp, biting a pen under the dim light, writing down some feelings, or writing a story about him and her! Then I fell asleep unconsciously. When I woke up, I didn’t know how to continue the story and how to piece it up! Bustling and noisy, a world of ups and downs! I want to say that it is raining again outside the window! The Mortal World washed by heavy rain looks particularly bright. I opened the drawer and it was much empty, because the letters filled in the drawer had been blocked in a corner of my hometown. In the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school, while hesitating, he lit the candle in his hand and burned most of those memories! In those years, we were really ignorant and cute! When I opened the Alumni record, I found that there was a person who had such a tacit understanding in my memory at that time, although I only occasionally commented on my mood and diary in QQ, and then sighed with emotion. In high school, there was no intersection. Even if we met, we just passed! Everyone has his own story. Since we don’t want to be disturbed by others, why should I try to enter others’ world? Our encounter was purely a coincidence. In our own vitality, we should have been the role of the god of time in each other. But you actually left a thick footprint in my life. The Trace has not been buried by the years after such a short time, as if you had never left clearly, still wandering in my life! The memory of you is always far and near, cold and hot. I know, even if you try your best, you will still be the warmth that I can’t get close to in this life! 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…

Book, my “green face bosom friend”

As a teacher, I have neither a confidante nor a blue-Yan confidant, but only a green-Yan confidant. Books are my green-looking bosom friend and my fifth emotion. When I am ignorant, they give me wisdom; When I am confused, they give me directions; When I feel inferior, give me confidence; Enrich me when I am lonely! I was born in Jiangnan rural area in the 70s of the last century. My childhood life was poor and not as rich as today’s children. At that time, there were no radios, no televisions, and occasional outdoor movies, which were the most exciting moments for us. I like outdoor movies, and I prefer books. Seeing books is like bees finding flowers, busy and fulfilling. When I was six years old, once I went to town with my mother to sell eggs, I played alone beside the stall. Near the market, there was a comic book stall. I was attracted like a wire sucked by the magnetic field. I spent only a penny on reading a comic book. When I finished reading it, I looked up for my mother, but it disappeared. Standing on the street of the market without any relatives, I was so scared that I burst into tears like an outcast. When I cried fiercely, an anxious mother appeared in the crowd of onlookers. Close! I almost lost the book. Books are magnetic fields, and I am iron. I like reading books. After school every day, I seldom play hide-and-seek, mud, paper falling and other games, but borrow comic books from my friends. Books keep me away from boredom. In order to own my own comic books, I picked up rags in the village, found cicadas shell for money, went to the river beach to catch fish in summer vacation, and saved some private money. With these self-reliant money, I didn’t buy sugar to eat, but books such as comic books. Books are my free snacks, which give me spiritual feast; Books are my Green confidant, eliminating my ignorance. In the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school, I had the honor to borrow the four famous works of China. I was deeply attracted by the wonderful plots and vivid characters, which was no less than the current children’s obsession with anime books. I was fascinated by me. On my way to the field to do farm work with my parents, I read books while walking. I looked as if I was crazy and possessed. After that summer vacation, my eyes became shortsighted. This reminds me of a sentence: I will never regret when my clothes are getting wider and wider, and make people Haggard for Iraq. For books, for my bosom friend, this is nothing. After I was admitted to normal university, I was once lost and confused when I exceeded the score line by dozens. However, the collection of books in the university library gives me the course of life. Among many books, I just like books of Tang Poetry and Song poetry. I recite three in the morning and three in the evening, and I try my best to read the recent literary journals in the evening, which lasted for several months. If you read 300 Tang Poems carefully, you can sing even if you don’t know how to write poems. Therefore, I recited some ancient poems and majored in science. My hands were scratchy graffiti. When I had no class time, when others were entertaining, I buried myself in the classroom; in the dead of night, I suddenly turned around and lay on the bed with a flashlight, taking notes of sudden inspiration. If you pay, you will get something, and you will have good luck again and again. In the artistic programs of university radio stations, newspapers and radio stations, in the essay contest, I have my name, several yuan, the remuneration and bonus of dozens of yuan improved my less affluent life. It turns out that reading can improve life. This is Lv Yan’s bosom friend, who gives me encouragement and reward. Books are the ladder of human progress. After work, I still love books, like reading, and prefer to buy books. The expenditure of my salary is mainly spent on buying books, and books like shadow accompany me. In the first year of teaching in a rural middle school back to my alma mater, I stayed in the school and worked and rested with my boarding students at the same time every morning and evening. During the period of early exercise and early self-study, my students were wearing yellowish incandescent lamps, in the dormitory, I read the newly purchased ancient poetry series by myself; When the students were studying at school late, I took the lights to study at night, copied and murmured ancient poetry. I enjoyed it and forgot that I was a teacher, I still treat myself as a student. A teacher who had taught me passed by the dormitory and saw that I insisted on reading early like a student. He smiled with surprise and said that I am was like a child. He was bookish and said that I was not mature, is a bookworm. The teacher who said I was not wrong at that time. Everyone’s values and pursuits are different, the spiritual food I pursue. Books are my bosom friend of Green Yan, giving me the course of life. The Tibetan ink in the chest is empty, and there is poetry and calligraphy in the belly. I firmly believe that reading and learning will never be wrong, and being a book lover will never be wrong. Being jokingly called a bookworm, It shows my uniqueness. I not only like reading, but also prefer buying books. Every weekend, I always go to Xinhua bookstore to buy books. In addition to reading, I also make me diligent in thinking, writing and expressing my emotions. I always walk with my head down. Some people say that I am thinking when I walk, and I am thinking about articles. This is good. I read books every day and have new thoughts every day. One year, no matter in hot summer or severe winter, I insisted on reading more than 10,000 words of articles and writing 5,000 words every day. Harvest is the reward for cultivation. That year, I published more than a hundred articles on education and teaching, and published my own education monographs. Publishing books and publishing my own books are green Yan’s bosom friends looking back at me. I have been teaching secondary classes all the time. I feel a little self-abased. I am no longer self-abased. It is books that help me regain my confidence. Reading, thinking and writing have become my living habits, which are full and happy like bees gathering honey. A day don’t read, Xiongyi non-jia xiang; yi yue without reading, and ears loss refreshing. Nowadays, if I don’t study someday, I will feel uncomfortable all day long as I lose my soul. After reading, I began to write books. I, who has published four books, prefer to look for people who like reading and some like-minded scholars. Drinking wine to friends, poetry to people. In the summer of last year, I rode a bicycle to the downtown area of the city, setting up a book stall continuously for a week, giving free books to readers who like reading and can write some post-reading comments. Writers, special-grade teachers, students, retired city leaders, bosses and civil servants came and accepted my gifts. I spread my view of education and teaching, my persistence and my bosom friend with books presented on the street. Now, there are nearly a thousand volumes of books lacking yellow on my book chef, including comic books, books I have read, and journals and magazines that have published my works. Books give me a kind of enrichment, which is the spiritual wealth of my life and my bosom friend with green appearance. I am a bee. The book is a flower and my bosom friend with green face. Let me appreciate, express and enrich. It is enough to have a bosom friend in life. Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…

Other side, brightly lit

Another Sunday dusk, every time I take a bus at such a time, there is a special feeling in my heart. The sky was getting dark, and the lights lit up at home. There were beloved songs in my ears. When I went home, I thought about my home, and my thoughts spread out! The dusk of my hometown was wonderful. The fire lit by the grass ash emitted smoke in the mountain behind the house, and the fragrance overflowed, which was the fragrance of the soil; The setting sun hit the straw pile, golden, A frog peaked out, and the bad children rushed forward; The old man led a big and a small two cattle passing by the door on time. The cow’s belly was eating so much that he walked one by one, there was a sound of Moo from time to time, which was very elegant; There were many people coming from the water well on the opposite side, who were carrying water, washing vegetables, washing clothes, and the figure of grandpa who came back from fishing next door, the people in the well gathered around. Grandpa pulled the fishing basket and shared his harvest today with people. He gave out healthy laughter and shook his beard with the well water; A group of our bathing kids, wearing underpants, grabbed a bucket of cold well water and drenched it from head to foot. One of them cooled through the bones with screams everywhere, zhu did not know that once the trousers were not worn stably, a bucket of water was poured down, and the spring suddenly appeared. The partners laughed, Grandpa laughed, the sound of water burst into laughter, and the whole well laughed, the cattle also laughed, so did the mountain. The whole village laughed and went outside to study. They seldom felt the dusk in the mountain, and the sunset in middle school was also beautiful, I remembered a poem written by my deskmate. The Sun committed suicide and the sky was bleeding. This is the sunset. Just the right description is published in our school Journal; The figure trained by the brave men on the track and field, the fragrance of shampoo floating out of the dormitory, and occasionally the coveted vegetable flavor can be smelled. No, it wouldn’t be in the canteen. There were so many dishes in the canteen that the smell was mixed and no fragrance could be smelt; The crazy cheers of girls came from the basketball court, and occasionally the voices of male compatriots fighting; there is also the figure of teacher long sweating like rain in the badminton court, the playground where teacher Zhong ran barefoot; Leaves, yes, in autumn, the ground was covered with wild Zhangye leaves, rushing, rolling over the school gate, I rolled over the teaching building, the playground, the football field, and many sad steps; I ran to the sand alone, grabbed the horizontal bar, one or two, put it down, and climbed up again as if, I felt uneasy in my heart, waiting for someone’s appearance; Of course, singing is also indispensable. In the radio, in the single player, in the classroom, in the big dormitory for 15 people, there were also those duck Childe-like cries in the bathhouse, which were thick and exaggerated, permeating the whole campus, green and astringent. The dusk in Xiangtan is almost blank. In other words, it doesn’t feel the dusk. The time is divided into night and day, sleep and computer, turn on and off, lost and lost immediately, of too much! There are too many to hold a canyang. Up to now, the most beautiful memory in my mind stays on that winter weekend, holding her, like a butterfly, dancing in the playground, Sunset, such a dusk, sweet, compared with all the bloody sunset! At dusk today, it was staged on the bus. The sweat smell of the bus was full of figures returning home one by one. The passengers with different expressions were happy, happy, comfortable, dignified and serious, charming, sad and indifferent people gather here in one direction. Some of these houses are big or small, and some are decorated luxuriously, some of them may be just a rented blank house; Some of these houses also have abundant and Jane, some of them have dinner prepared by the whole family, looking forward to their return, some of them may have no one, only some cold pots. The sky was getting darker and darker, and my thoughts were like the fish pond in grandma’s house after rain. The water in the pond, mixed with some small fish escaping by tricks, spread everywhere. Under the road was a vegetable field, under the vegetable field is Xiangjiang River. The river is calm as usual. On the other side of the river, it is Zhuzhou City. The lights are on one after another. That is my destination. My home tonight, where there are colleagues waiting for my dinner. Thinking of this, warmth came. Let’s go let’s go people always learn to grow up let’s go life is hard to avoid suffering struggle Let’s go find a home for your heart hear the song of Sylvia Chang, let’s go! Although Go! Anyway, the other side is brightly lit! Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…

qi yue release Huai

The sky was a little dim after the rain. When the neon flickered, I wandered by the river alone. The cool night breeze gently brushed my face, lightly crossed my heart and looked through the past years raging. The melancholy Willow was silent, and none of us could guess her mood. Several happy families and several sorrows. In July, an originally beautiful season determined the fate of many people in the world. Although I am not a loser in July, why are my steps so heavy tonight? Life is too hurried, and it is because of the hurried life that we have our past. Life is like a dream. There are too many joys and helplessness in life. There are too many things that I want to do but nothing can be done. Too many dreams can never be realized, however, too many things that I don’t want to do are constantly bothering my busy heart. The Dream of the world of mortals falls, and when I think of it occasionally, my clothes are still wet with tears. It is an everlasting saying that people run away from high and the water runs down. Therefore, in the rolling world of mortals, we have learned to look up, eager to fly our dreams and pursue them constantly. Young and frivolous, we once had the heroic fighting spirit, endeavor and struggle of heroes rolling in the Yangtze River to the east, but the selfish desires on Earth misled our eyes, looking forward to the life that doesn’t belong to us, my tired heart keeps chasing the so-called passing clouds on the top of the mountain all day long. However, too many obstacles and extravagance cast layers of dust on the originally peaceful heart, which eventually made me physically and mentally exhausted. Only when I was covered with black and blue wounds did I sigh helplessly: I turned my head to be empty for success or failure, the Green Mountain is still there, the sadness of several times of sunset red, and all the efforts in tears and blurred eyes are flowing to the east. Deep in my heart, I was once impetuous, ignorant and crazy. I wanted to cry without tears and couldn’t stop. I lamented that life was so unfair, pessimistic and disappointed. I sighed that there was no place to display my passion. Perhaps, we just hide in the warm harbor, enjoy the lingering of flowers and wine, and conceive those imaginary and romantic worlds with wind, flowers, snow nights and hazy clouds. So we get used to loneliness, learn to silence, learn to slow down the hurried steps alone in such a night, wander aimlessly, and quietly sort out the contradictions, sorrows and anxieties in our hearts. Although it is said that people have to have desires, only when they have desires can they have the motivation to move forward. However, in today’s materialistic society where money rights and status are everywhere, we cannot be occupied by the ever-expanding materialistic desires, jobs, money and status. We can’t even have greed, because this insatiable greed can only bring us endless troubles and troubles. Since we are just passers-by in a hurry on the road of life, why don’t we enjoy the beautiful scenery during the journey, watch trees and flowers all the way, enjoy the grand sunrise and the warmth of sunset, and pursue the simplicity of life itself, enjoy the comfort of life. Only in this way can we find that the days of absurd frolic, fancy fantasy and confusion have gone away completely, and what we are holding are only the empty and beautiful scenery and the vivid details of the trivial past. Yes, every thing in the world and everyone has their own means of survival and value of survival. The sea has the magnificence of the sea, the waves and waves, the rivers have the unrestrained flowing rivers and rivers, and the streams naturally have their own uniqueness. We should not immerse ourselves in the beauty or sadness of the past all day long. After all, things in the past are precipitated by the passing of time. Take life slowly, so we should clear up the complexity in our hearts in time, keep every move in our hearts, and remember every beautiful impression in our minds, turn every touching feeling into a warm memory and dust in the long river of time, grasp the instant beauty in life! Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…

xin sink

From time to time, I get hot-headed and often have fantastic ideas. I will continue my foolish behavior after I realize my foolish thoughts. I want to find someone, no matter men or women, to let him/her accompany me through this life and spend the rest of my life together. He wanted to meet me and kept asking me to find him. From May to the end of September, I didn’t know whether it was because I was too busy to go or my subjective factor. He, my junior high school classmate, graduated from military school now. That’s all I know about him. But what else do I want to know! On Friday night, I promised to find him after work on Saturday inexplicably. I was excited and sleepless at night for my thoughts, thinking that I had only one thing to do when I went to find him, it is to study his mind. Studying a person’s mind is my new interest. So on the phone, he asked me what kind of fruit to eat and asked me to take me to the most prosperous place in the city. I agreed Happily. In fact, I didn’t like the bustle of strangers, which was called noisy. On Saturday morning, I quickly packed up facial cleanser, wiped my face, food and drink, clothes and so on, and hurried to buy tickets on behalf of the ticket office. Then I went to work. In the afternoon, the time suddenly became very long, because of waiting, the kind of waiting that wanted to rush to the railway station immediately. But the result was that I suddenly changed my mind and told him that I didn’t want to go half an hour before leaving work at 5:00. I: I don’t want to go-he can’t-why am I-he because you said he would come today. After dinner at my sister’s place, she began to watch TV. It happened that “search” was on the movie channel. Ye Lanqiu, a beautiful and clean girl, got lymph cancer and was late, jumped down from the high building, after ending her life, her last words were written like this. Instead of fearing death, it was better to face it directly. My sister told me that she would announce a message to me after I finished my meal. I asked whether it was good news or bad news. In fact, I had guessed it and left a drop of tears silently. As I expected, she told me that I was going to be a young aunt. After she said it, I I am happy after hearing it. Only one month later, I opened her clothes, let him call my aunt at her belly. She said she didn’t want it because she didn’t have psychological preparation. I said now that I have come, why not. She still doesn’t want it. She wants an abortion. I are disappoint. After watching the movie and turning off the light to sleep, I couldn’t sleep. Life is easy to come and easy to go. There is only a process. Is this process short or long? Happiness is like a flash in the pan, waiting is a kind of long, and the waiting for happiness is also a kind of long, and tears fall only for a moment. Two tears streamed across my face again. My little nephew who I have never met doesn’t know what they will do to you. Maybe you will come to this ordinary world like us, or die like this, even if the latter, I will also be happy that you have been here. You just turned into a wisp of smoke and drifted away. Another sleepless night, because I judged that he was sad, only one minute sad, because I was only sad for one minute, one minute was very short for you, but I regard this minute as eternity. You can make fun of me as much as possible. I have already explained before, and I will continue my foolish thoughts with my foolish behavior. Even if I knew it was stupid. At that time, an idea invaded my head. This idea was just an idea. Otherwise, I would not be able to sit here and write these words like running accounts. That is to take a bus to Weifang to find him today, and go back on the same day. After seeing him, I will beat him and tell him: ***, I am here to prove that I am coming, I just want to tell you that I didn’t break my promise. I came here voluntarily, but now I have to leave. It sounds like a rage, and I have to tell him that I am not only here to prevent myself from breaking my promise. In this way, I don’t care about what I care about anymore, but just do what he wants. How I wish it was like this, but I began to worry that my face was not good when I was ill recently, finally, my worry prevailed, so I changed my mind when I was about to leave work. Now the sister beside me touched her belly, and I stared at the ceiling waiting for the dawn, waiting for the Sun to climb out. What I hated most was the Sun of tomorrow, but what I am looking forward to most now is also the sun of tomorrow. Looking forward to is a kind of happiness. I look forward to letting him see me, even if he is sick, because he wants to see me. I thought there could be someone who could accompany me through the rest of my life, so I wanted to find him. Maybe he would be happy or unhappy because I stayed too short, but I let him see me, which is enough. This is a great idea, and it is also an idea that I cannot realize. I don’t deny that I am worried because he is a man. I don’t know what other girls at my age think. I swear that I am not a person whose physiological age is not consistent with psychological age. I don’t think there are many thoughts of peers that I can’t understand. But I really don’t know this. If they had this situation, would they worry like me? Would they laugh at me? So I wouldn’t tell him my worry. I have always denied the relationship between men and women during the period of love, even I don’t want to use that word, they will laugh again, what age is this, what society is it, and reform and opening up. My idea is that when there is that kind of relationship between them, it is when the relationship is the weakest, because that is a kind of desire, That is a kind of low-level desire. They should feel happy when they have this desire, but when they implement it, they become two dogs that can mate, I have seen two dogs that can mate in public. I don’t know if these two dogs will behave like that under the crowd of dogs. I don’t think so. It is in front of the same kind. Even if it is a kind of sublimation of love, we don’t want that kind of short-term friendship, because having desire is beautiful, but after a desire is realized, we lose another beauty. It’s like losing innocence. I still hope there is someone who can accompany me forever! I am a new era of 90 after! Like (prose editor: prose online) 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…

Buy a House how long the road

It has been my long dream to own a house in the city. More than ten years ago, I graduated from university and joined the work. At that time, I had two dreams, one was a woman and the other was a house. At first, my dream of women exceeded my dream of house. A few years later, my dream of house exceeded my dream of women. The real life makes me understand that it is easy to find a happy woman with a house; Without a house, it is difficult to find a woman, and it is even harder to find a good woman. It is even more difficult to find an excellent woman! I am baby who came out of the ravines, the hard life in the countryside taught me to be down-to-earth and not to think. As for the house in my dream, I don’t want it to be big, about 90 square meters is enough, it is enough to live, we can’t afford it if it is big; The room is not big, but there are more rooms, three rooms and one hall are the best, the couple lived in one room, the old lived in one room, and the children lived in one room. It doesn’t matter if the size is small, but it is warm; The decoration is not for luxury, and simple and simple is also a home. The comfort and happiness of the family are most. But it is such a dream that it is very difficult for me to realize it. It is not easy for parents to be farmers all their lives, and it is hard to raise our children. It is totally powerless to help them buy houses. Our relatives and friends are all in the countryside, and they all depend on the soil for food. Generally, they are poorer than our family and cannot help at all. And I belong to that kind of character that I won’t come and earn money. I only work honestly, without official authority, without gray income, without windfall money, and without chance to accept bribes. The house to me was like a charming woman, who was always scratching in the distance, which made me wavering. The discount of real estate agents was a flurry teasing of women, which made me full of blood. But like a eunuch, I could only look far away and droop, suffering in my heart, because I didn’t have the capital to get close to me. I have been working for more than ten years, and I have successively worked in four units, making unremitting efforts for the dream of the house, but I have always been the flower in the mirror and the moon in the water. The first unit I worked for was a factory in my hometown county. My hometown county is located in the inland and the economy is underdeveloped. My monthly salary is only over 300 yuan, and my total income of not eating or drinking is less than 4,000 yuan. After working for one year, I counted my savings: seven hundred yuan. At that time, the housing price of the county was about 400 to 500 yuan per square meter, and I bought a house of 90 square meters with a total price of 40,000 to 50,000 yuan. According to my income at that time, I couldn’t afford it in my whole life. Two years later, I jumped to the county newspaper office. The county newspaper office is an outsider who feels good, but the actual welfare is very general. When I just entered the newspaper office, my monthly salary was over 300 yuan, and then I gradually increased to over 400 yuan, over 500 yuan, over 600 yuan, until over 900 yuan. At that time, the housing price in the county was five or six hundred yuan per square meter. According to my income in the newspaper office, it would take about two or ten years to buy a house of 90 square meters. After working in the county newspaper office for six years, I entered the City TV station to work. My monthly salary has risen to more than 1,000 yuan, and I can save more than 5,000 yuan a year. The house price in the city is about eight or nine hundred yuan per square meter, and it costs about 70 to 80 thousand yuan to buy a house of 90 square meters. It takes me more than ten years to afford a house. After working in the City TV station for one year, I resigned and went out to work. The unit where I work now is a town TV station in Pearl River Delta, with a monthly salary of more than 3,000 yuan. The house price in my town is over 3,000 yuan per square meter, and it costs about 300,000 yuan to buy a house of 90 square meters. According to my income, it takes about ten years to buy a house. This is the closest time I have ever dreamed about the house, but at this time, my children have to go to school, and my parents have to support them when they are old, so they need a lot of money every year. As a result, the dream of my house suddenly drifted away. What makes me cry more is that in recent years, housing prices nationwide have risen like crazy. Not to mention the Pearl River Delta, even the housing price of my hometown county in mainland has soared to 1000 yuan to 1800 yuan per square meter, while the housing price in the city has soared to more than two thousand yuan per square meter. I wanted to buy a house along the coast, but we went home to buy it. Who knew that the situation was changing and it was hard to afford a house at home. When friends get together and talk about the house, they all shake their heads and sigh: such a house price really doesn’t make people live! When I was suffering from the dream of house, I thought that I had the honor to go to college and the several jobs I had were not too bad. The realization of the dream of house had such a long distance, those thousands of ordinary wage earners who were worse than me would not even think about buying a house! Some people say, can’t you buy a house by mortgage? But in the following decades, you can’t lose your job, get sick or have an accident, and your family members should be safe, but who can guarantee this! I dare not bet on it. Walking in the city, I am envious of an upscale residential community. I always look up at those dense windows on the high floor, dreaming that one day I can own one of them. The house is close at hand, but I own it far away from the end of the world. I can’t help sighing from the bottom of my heart. I often thought that if one day, I could sit in the room and read books, my child would watch TV or play in the living room, my wife would cook in the kitchen, and the old man would walk around the room with smile. I think at that time, I was the happiest person in the world! 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. 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