Children

Have you been frightened when you were young? For example, a poisonous snake attacked you, a ghost story disturbed you, or something else? Similar events encountered in childhood often follow you all the time. Those cruel, bloody or horrible moments are unforgettable and cannot be cast aside for a long time. In other words, they become a stubborn disease and cannot be cured for a long time. I didn’t know whether my test of my son yesterday would become a knot in his heart and a big shock. I very regret. This morning, the outside Sky hadn’t recovered from the silver light of dawn. I called him to get up, and he answered with tears that he didn’t sleep well. I didn’t know how to help him walk out of the illusion, just mention his identity and call his name —— get up, today is going to raise the flag. Then when I was in school, I read his name loudly and said goodbye. He seemed to wake up a lot from where he was, with a loud voice and powerful answer: Goodbye. But I think, he didn’t sleep well. Was it because my so-called test yesterday frightened him? We went to a friend’s home for dinner yesterday noon. When we came back, he went into the storeroom to see his car. I complained that his movement was slow, so I just gave a bang, lock him indoors. I knew that there was no light in the closed storeroom. In the dark world where I could not reach out and only heard the sound, it must put great pressure on the people in the room. He was imprisoned. Hearing his rising fear and knowing some of his thoughts, I said, “Don’t Cry, find a way to open the door by yourself, find a way by yourself. At that time, he still couldn’t control his crying and said sadly: Dad, I can’t open the door! I said: why can’t you open it? Find a way for yourself! Our voice became louder and louder, which caused the neighbors to stop. I finally couldn’t bear it. I thought I ‘d better open the door: Don’t panic, don’t panic, Dad, come and open the door! I inserted the key, but I couldn’t twist the iron door. Is the key wrong? I changed it quickly, but still couldn’t open it, and the darkness still imprisoned him. Suddenly, the horrible memory in my childhood in the past and the realistic possibility that my son would be trapped in it made me panic and didn’t know what to do. The memory of being in the dark should trace back to the two scenes of childhood. One was playing with my parents on the bed. They covered them with quilts. They felt that the solid darkness was suffocating themselves. They cried out in a suffocated voice, forcing them to open the darkness. The other is to take sweet potatoes from the sweet potato cellar. In the past, this kind of food was stored in the cellar in winter. The entrance was very small, and it was not easy for adults to go down, so a mother tied a rope from her waist, hung me down little by little, and then threw me down the basket, let me grope for a basket of sweet potatoes in the dark. There was only a beam of light at the hole, and the rest was all dark. How many secret or horrible things will hide in the inner space? When I was in a hurry, I finished the task, pinned my hope on the rope around my waist, and left my courage on the beam of light. I was scared but not scared, but the dark fragments are so deep in my memory that I will never erase the mystery and astonishment of that beam of light, as if God was yesterday. This is an old thing. What I need to do now is how to open the iron gate. Open it immediately. I guess it was my son who twisted the lock in panic and locked himself in the darkness. I forced myself to calm down: Son, don’t move. What did you do on the iron lock? Let it return to its original position and keep its original state. As expected, after a period of nervous son’s groping, I opened the door smoothly. The light covered his tears and face in a flash. I picked him up and praised him for his bravery and wit, and he could handle things in the dark; And how did that beam of light exist in his memory? Is that almost a beam to heaven? Yes, it was he who was nervous and flustered, moving the round twist of the secret lock and locked it back in the darkness. I was afraid that such experience would leave him a dark illness. After introducing the principle of anti-lock in detail, I asked him to take care of himself and return to the darkness, see how he knows himself, surpass himself and overcome difficulties. After so many times, even when I went in with him, he finally calmed his mind. However, did this scare him or not? Why is he so this morning? Perhaps, we take care of the child carefully, but unconsciously, we hurt him casually and let the child lock himself in the dark. My children. How is that beam of light in his memory? Is that almost a beam to heaven? 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…

Click

Suddenly I found that the click rate of prose online is higher than that of common websites. Often, after the article is approved, it has been found that there are more than hundreds of clicks. In terms of writing career, the click-through rate of posts that were managed and employed in a website in the past reached more than at the peak, while at the worst, there were more than click-through rates. But under normal circumstances, the click rate of posts that are not recommended or hired by management is between 100 and several hundred. The writer likes to be recognized by others, so the higher the click-through rate is, the incentive for the writer. Therefore, inspiration is like a spring, and essays come. If the article can be recommended at some time, it is a kind of recognition for the author, which makes the writer feel delighted and keep writing, and finally makes himself a cow specialized in writing. Maybe I once had such thoughts and experiences, so during a period of time, I kept writing all day long, anxious to turn everything in my heart into words, and anxious to write down all the things in the world. Then, when the prose is finished, write poems. When the poem cannot be written, write some small stories. Gradually, I feel that recommendation is not a big deal. Although the recommended posts have much more click-through rate than the unrecommended posts, after all, that is everyone’s point of view, posts that are not necessarily recommended are good articles. Then, in many recommended articles, the more I read, the more I could not read any smell. I just felt that the articles were empty, just like an ugly woman smeared the whole face with thick cosmetics. Since then, I have lost interest in the word recommendation, and then I write my own words and go my own way! I have seen articles written by Lu Xun, the ancestor of literature, as well as articles written by Bing Xin, the master of prose. After reading, I always feel that each of them has its own merits, and it is difficult to have an appropriate statement and comparison. But if we want to start from the aspect of scenery, then Bing Xin’s articles should be better than Lu Xun’s. But if starting from the pace of an era, Bing Xin’s articles seem to be not strong enough. Finally, you can only close the book and write your own, no matter how others write it. And then, some title parties came one after another. They often felt that the spring was very strong when reading the title, but when reading it, they didn’t know what to write. However, such posts often have thousands or even tens of thousands of clicks. So I began to feel ridiculous about the so-called click-through rate of my post, and even after seeing the full text of a recommended post, I realized that the post I was recommended was so worthless! Of course, it is good or bad to laugh it out of confusion and never ignore other people’s posts. It should be said that I was originally a person who liked studying, but I didn’t necessarily mean school affairs. Later, when I read too many books, I felt that everything was meaningless. In a literary world, almost all the expressions were not much worse, and the control of words only walked in a circle. Of course, there are also some famous articles. In fact, even if they are not copied after reading, they definitely belong to the category of adaptation. So if you continue reading such books, will you read yourself as a machine-like person? Once there was a small editor who was very strict, and many articles became waste paper after his hands. Looking at the articles he praised again, they were all suspected of the same method. So, in this regard, is the article a machine or an idea? After talking with a celebrity, he asked him how to evaluate a work? He said there were no regulations, depending on the works. Therefore, with his support, he took out several old works and prepared to become waste paper. Unexpectedly, these articles were waste paper in many people’s eyes, but they passed his examination. Therefore, I became more and more confused about what the article was. Even in the end, I even didn’t know how to write the article! 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…