Life

That was a few days ago, Langfang education bureau organized the activity of sending classes to the countryside. Our group gathered in director Zhang Warring States’s office to wait for the departure to Sanhe. This wide and wide office I am very familiar, and even stayed here for a night. Everyone sat and chatted casually. I conveniently read those books that director Zhang could reach, most of which were educational monographs. Suddenly, a simple cover came into my sight Mr. Yu Qiuyu’s “I can’t wait”. Suddenly, I was attracted by the title of the book. Under the premise of great economic development, the craze of publishing books swept the eyes of readers. The colorful binding design is disgusting, which is probably one of the reasons why people are too lazy to read. The book appeared like an old man, with a long shirt and beard twisting, standing tall and looking at me with a smile, which made me have no strength to avoid. Next, I can imagine that during the three days, I couldn’t help reading. Read the root of Yu’s family name, the family affairs of Qiu Yu, the rise and fall of national calamities, the helplessness of life, the worldly wisdom, the good and evil on the road, and the vicissitudes of wind and rain. In the hotel of Sanhe, in the restaurant of Yanjiao, in the rest room of the venue of Xinggong Primary School, in the back car, on the steps of the doorstep, on the mound at the entrance of hutong, I read it crazily. Read Miss er’s vague love story, the song of a madman in the midnight, the footsteps of Chiang Kai-shek’s Tibetan academy in the morning and dusk, the sorrow of the Cultural Revolution, the determination of grandmother to suffer from hunger, and the dark shot that Qiu Yu faced. I am excited, I am excited, my heart is filled with a force, and I seem to see a spark in front of my eyes. That is the breath and struggle of human civilization. For this big proposition, we are all participants, implementers, audiences and designers. We are all responsible for promoting kindness secretly, aren’t we? After reading a book, my heart gradually calmed down. It seems to have been running for a century. Looking back, can life be different? It is nothing more than a different road. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) 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…

Twenty

What is life? Maybe I don’t understand. I have asked myself many times what kind of life I want or what kind of life I hope to get. As a result, I don’t understand what life is. It’s very absurd. I think many people may be at a loss like me. They are not satisfied with the status quo, but they don’t know what they want to be satisfied, or they don’t know how to find their own lives. He even found that what he wanted was beyond his ability and his dream was too far away, so many people sold their wings. Today, I have learned a lot that you can’t get it if you work hard, you can’t have it if you try your best, you can’t pursue it if you like it, and you can’t choose whatever you want, maybe this is life! When I was young and frivolous, I liked a person and it was so earth-shaking. If I lost a love, I couldn’t help myself. Later, I grew up gradually and understood that I liked it but kept calm. In one’s life, you will meet many people, like, dislike, like, like, and then life begins to play scenes, and finally, you don’t get what you want to be with someone you like, but become a family with a strange person. Maybe when you get together with someone you don’t like, life may be like this. It seems that people have many choices. If they don’t like it, they will refuse it decisively. If they like it, they will pursue it bravely. It feels like this. In fact, we are not alone. When we hold the right to choose, often we can’t be ourselves, and there will be many obstacles rolling in. Considering that in the end, we will choose an ending that most people agree with, and finally we will lose our steadfast self at first. Maybe we are unhappy and don’t like it, but we can do nothing. If we really change, we will find that we have lost courage, because we are not just living for ourselves, accept everything silently. Maybe this is life, the life I understand. In the flood of time, we understand ourselves more and more. Not all the things we like need to be satisfied, and those we hate need to be rejected. Sometimes it’s good to look at them from a distance, it is better than getting, keeping a distance of admiration. This kind of possession is a long time, and the annoying one keeps a distance silently. Later, I find that the wind and cloud gradually fade, everything that we thought could not pass passed so easily. We will find that it is not as sad or desperate as we imagined. Later, our hearts became extremely strong. We were invulnerable. We wouldn’t worry about these things. We couldn’t sleep all night. We knew how to laugh and pass by. Time drove us to grow up. 24 years of life! Maybe I still don’t understand the real life, the turning point of the disturbance and the impetuous heart. I don’t know what I have gained? I only know that in the future, no matter what kind of scenery is, I will enjoy it with an optimistic mood. Only a regretful life can tell stories! An imperfect life is called life. 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…