Special

Today is my birthday, although the first sentence my wife said when she woke up from her dream in the morning is: Happy Birthday to You, husband! My son’s first sentence is: Dad, wish you a happy birthday! Although, my mother also sent me some eggs, some sweet potatoes and some fruits in the morning. However, to be honest, I am not happy. Because I still have an unfinished wish. That is: today, you can do what you want to do without running around for your life. Or ride, or buy something that you have long admired. But these are all luxury. Originally, if my wife understood me, she would say to me: Husband, today is your birthday. Happy birthday! Secondly, I want to give you a surprise: give you some money to buy what you want to buy! Just take it as my birthday present for you. Then I would exclaim: long live my wife! A good wife who knows me! But all this is just a dream. Those who know me worry about me, and those who don’t know me say what I want? Travel while eating, if you don’t tie the boat! I want to be able to travel like Lao Tzu in a boat that is not tied, but in today’s era, it is very difficult for me to do it. I really want to give myself a day off today. The most important thing is to buy a digital camera. But it is my long-cherished wish for more than a month after I lost my camera. But I can’t get my wife’s understanding and support. As usual, I could only ride to the construction site to do my own work after breakfast, but it was different from usual. I cooked a few eggs myself in the morning, then peeled some and ate them. (I want to be like a child, even if I make a mistake on my birthday, I will not be beaten and scolded by my parents, if I use the Treasury to buy a camera, it will not make my wife furious and quarrel with me. However, I have no chance to use the Treasury.) My heart is constantly making myself tend to be plain and I persuade myself: thinking that today is a very ordinary day, although not working will not affect anything, however, if you can earn one more day, you can earn one more day. Unexpectedly, at over ten o’clock, I received a text message from my friend Xunlei, saying that he was at his home in Nanyuan New Town in Xuchang today and asked me to go to his place when I was free. In addition, there is also a poem friend who will come later. A rare opportunity! I haven’t seen him for ten years. I contacted him through the Internet this year. He called the other day and we talked for more than half an hour. And I’m free to Zhengzhou him rekindle old. Just busy all day, not free. I didn’t want to finally have a chance today, and I didn’t expect that today (my birthday) would be spent at his home. What I didn’t expect was that although I didn’t receive any birthday gifts. But I unconsciously felt a very special birthday present. One is to have lunch with his parents, family members and friends; Especially I met his mother, the matchmaker who helped me 21 years ago; (Although she helped me get along with that girl, I still appreciate it all the time. Unfortunately, I couldn’t say thank you to his mother today!) Second: I can put down my busyness and chat with him and his friends; Third, what is more special and surprising is that thunder introduced his father to me: he first showed us a photo taken by a newspaper reporter in Bole city for his father who was playing saxophone. (unexpectedly, his father was still a saxophone player, and his parents lived in Xinjiang.) After that, he insisted that his father played several saxophone songs for us. His father said: playing musical instruments is the same as singing. Only with that kind of atmosphere can we play carefully. Later, his father took out a notebook full of music scores. When he turned to a song named Girl’s Love in Journey to the West, he couldn’t help singing this song with his father. After that, his father played a song named “A Dream of Red Mansions” theme song “in vain” and “a song of buried flowers”. I couldn’t help thinking of those cheerful and unrestrained songs because they lived in Xinjiang after seeing that there were many songs that I was familiar, when he heard the music, he couldn’t help dancing Xinjiang folk songs, such as “good Xinjiang”, “You Send Me a Rose”, “Beautiful Girl” and so on. He played them enthusiastically. Let’s sing loudly. This is my first time to listen to saxophone play closely. (I have heard several realistic saxophone performances: the first time was at this time in 2004, when I was working in Luoyang, after dinner every day, I went to the front door of Luoyang department store to watch the performance of the internal staff and their children. One time, I heard a famous saxophone song “Home” played by a teenage boy. In last April, I attended the wedding banquet of my neighbor’s daughter and felt the realistic saxophone again. The young lady and handsome boy played several famous songs for us: “Go home”, “Spanish bullfighter”, “Green Sleeve”, “saxophone at Midnight” and “looking at the spring breeze” are really like listening to a concert. However, there are not many people who can really understand the music.) Although his performance is not excellent, (some intonation is still uncertain), I am very grateful. His performance enabled me to accept the baptism of my soul in my busyness. It can be said that it was the first time in my life to listen to his father playing saxophone in my friend’s home. Especially today, on this special day for me, I can listen to the real saxophone performance for an hour and sing a song with his father, it is also a special birthday gift I received. An unhappy birthday is enough! 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