Spring sleep

I always think March is the best month of the year. If I color all the months, I think March must be pink. When I see March, I will think of the peach blossom. The wind in March is very soft, and the wind is not cold on the face; The rain is very thin, and the moisture is silent. Today’s Spring Festival, the North is peach blossom red pear flower White, the South is kapok with osmanthus fragrance, the South and the South spring colors are different. I like the pink one in March and the blooming flowers in spring. In recent days, maybe the news has been read more, such as the Kunming incident, the Malaysia Airlines incident, and other various news events, which make people feel anxious and angry. News from all over the world is spreading everywhere every day. Even my dream was full of tense atmosphere. It seemed that many people were having a meeting or listening to some speeches in a hall. At the end of the meeting, many policemen poured into the front door to prevent people from doing destructive activities. The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense. People rushed to the direction of the door as if something was going to happen. I followed my friend and ran out. There were several doors, and there were fewer doormen beside me. Suddenly, I couldn’t stand again while running, watching others running out. A policeman stood around him, and his heart suddenly settled down. It seemed that Su Wukong made a circle with a golden cudgel. All around was safe, and the tense nerve was slightly loose. When I was in a daze, I saw a man running and someone was chasing and beating behind me. My heart jumped into my throat, and I became nervous again. When he found that there was disturbance, the policeman beside him threw a stick quickly. The man running in front of him took back to the pursuer for a while. After the rain-like stick rain, A group of people squatted or sat in the injured place before stopping. Later, the dream went elsewhere. It seemed that I went home and picked up something to eat. I didn’t sleep well this night, and I was dreaming at random. I was woken up by the children who had the morning class at and wanted to continue to sleep. I just replied to the poem that I slept in spring and didn’t know it. I heard birds everywhere. Because there are birds singing tactfully outside the window of my residence everyday, compared with the caged birds, their singing is more free and cheerful, which is more pleasant. I had a Night’s Dream, listening to the morning song and spring rhyme outside the window, which made me more sleepy. It was almost time for the workers to go to work. It was already past eight o’clock when they sat up and dressed slowly. It was already over 9 o’clock when I sat down to work. I really wanted to have a good sleep, and there were so many chores waiting to be dealt. How many people are as busy as ants like me and have become slaves of life, and how many people are willing to do so? How many people are forced to be helpless? I remember that my first job was a storekeeper of a factory more than twenty years ago. In the early 1990 s, many enterprises were in recession, and the workshops were often in the condition of stopping production. As a logistics staff, they do nothing at work every day. For the sake of tens of yuan’s salary, they work eight hours a day to sign in on time. I helped in my parents’ small restaurant in the evening, and the family was far away. The class was always late for sleeping in the evening. Several times I was criticized by the factory director, so I naturally had nothing to say but to lower my head and be punished. Once the factory director criticized a few words seriously. Seeing that I didn’t say a word, his tone eased and his face gradually showed a smile. Later, he knew my specific situation, It will not be investigated like that any more. Later, it seemed that I had never been late. Once in a meeting, the factory director unexpectedly said that my situation was special and understandable. Unfortunately, not long after I went to another factory, that factory closed down, and the former factory director died suddenly because of any illness. The workers in the factory were all scattered, and everyone lost their jobs. Some pushed for three rounds, some sold sugar Haws, and some set up stalls. In the reform and opening up. Turning Point, these laid-off workers who lived at the bottom had a hard life. Many factories in small counties, including some famous enterprises, went bankrupt one after another, including the second craft factory I went to, the factory was empty. Maybe our generation is lucky, because we are young, we can move forward in the storm of reform, go out bravely and create a new world for ourselves. But in the generation of our parents, most of them are old and young. Most of them can’t go out and can only make their own lives. Laid-off and unemployment are not a blow to them. Now that generation of them has stepped into the ranks of old people, relying on meager pension or living on subsistence allowances? The country’s policy of getting richer is getting closer to the people’s hearts. When I went back to my hometown during the Spring Festival, I met accountant Lin from my former factory, the mother of my junior high school classmate. I heard that her husband passed away several years ago, and she has been selling snacks for many years. I didn’t feel very satisfied when I saw her birth. From her black and thin face, we went to work together more than twenty years ago. Accountant Lin was very particular about wearing it and cleaned it up neatly. Now she is just like an aunt in the countryside, and she is not very particular about wearing it. It can be seen that the hardship of life has no time to take care of other things. I can’t say a word of comfort except sigh with emotion. If spring is compared to a person, it must be a schizophrenia patient, because her temper is good and bad. She can let people experience the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter in one day. It is still hot to wear short sleeves at noon in the morning and spring, and it is cold and empty in the afternoon and another season comes. She has to put on winter clothes again at night. No matter how hard winter is, you have to make room for spring. You see, the grass is green and the flowers are blooming. I really want to have a good sleep, leave everything aside, let the thatched cottage sleep enough in spring, and let the spring sleep unknowingly. 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