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I am a person who doesn’t work hard. Of course, I am right if I don’t do well. Therefore, I can only say my own opinions about this text. Let me tell you the stories around me, hoping to have a feeling for you, even a little bit. Because for people who do business and make money, if the cost is less, then the profit will be bigger. Last night, I chatted with my friends. His team was OK, with 7 or 8 people. He said that he would get up at 6 o’clock every day and let everyone supervise him. He would fight for a while. Because the end of the year is coming soon, strive for a better year for everyone. I said, you ‘d better forget it. You always get up at 8 o’clock and get up at 6 o’clock. You certainly can’t get used to it. Because I also got up at 6 o’clock. What did I do when I got up? I got up and ran. At that time, because someone said that it was more important to make money or to be healthy. So I thought that I didn’t make any money, but I had to run. Good health, at least can endure others. But I persisted for 31 days, so I couldn’t stick to it any more. I got a 32 law from the group. What is the 32 law? That is, it should last longer than 31, that is, it should last for 32 days. It lasts longer than I do. We often think that people who work hard in this world are really rich. Is true. We see that people around us are really like this, especially in the early days, they often work harder than others, so they get more opportunities. But hard work is not just enough. There were still many ideas and integration before. Otherwise, for example, so many of our words are boring, and it is boring for everyone to write words on the Internet. When it comes to thinking, for example, when it comes to concentration, although it has nothing to do with efforts, it is also the premise of efforts. Thinking is more important than efforts. When a person loses concentration, he is working hard in all aspects, so the result is doomed to be relatively difficult. But with this point and efforts, even if you don’t work so hard, you will be very happy. Thinking about her in the past, I wrote in words, which is also quite simple. In addition to sleeping every day, I just draw pictures. Then I continued to sleep when I was tired of painting, and continued to draw when I woke up. Her homework is really bad. But she did a good job of concentration, so her results were also very good. I am thinking about how much we work harder than her. It is really a lot. For example, although I am lazy, I must work harder than her. At least during my internship, I went to be a tutor. Her tutor helped me find a good one for her at that time, and the art one was relatively expensive. I just taught for an hour and got more money than mine. But just several times, she said she couldn’t go. Why not go, because I have to prepare for the exam, and I am the teacher. So I don’t like it anymore. At that time, I thought, it was wrong. If you go there for so many hours a week, you won’t die. But she said, “If you don’t go, it’s not interesting to earn a little more money. If you pass the exam, you will have everything in the future. So if, if she didn’t understand these ideas at the beginning, maybe, maybe she really lost a lot because of small things. Although she didn’t work hard physically and mentally, she knew how to choose or not and how to keep doing one thing. Thinking of this, I think of the group of people, who registered as Taobao and Alibaba ranked first. From start to have 7 personal, she used the 2 months, and from 0 to monthly tens of income. The most important thing is that her income is sustainable, replicable, and getting better and better. To be honest, when I did what she did, I must have been more than 2 years, and mine was unsustainable. For example, why did she hire an accountant and a staff of the registered company by herself? Because she thought, otherwise, if she handed all her fates to others, what if others don’t cooperate with him. So although she worked hard, what was more important than her was her thinking, that was, she integrated others and asked others to do things for her, instead of her helping others. Another day is that, like our group, she chose Taobao and Ali platform. If there was no such integration, it would be really difficult for her to do it, though she tried again. But at least not so fast. Therefore, although there is no shortcut in the world, there is still a way, at least the right and right way. If there is no guidance, it is really impossible to rush forward. At least it takes a lot of energy. Speaking of this, I think I often say that many people always look down on others and always think that others are wrong, only she is right. Then it would be more troublesome in this way, because they would not walk on the right road even if others had traveled. However, it would be to take a road that she had chosen. It often didn’t work if she started from the beginning. She had to start over again. On the surface, she worked hard, but she was really tired and gained little. Why? She didn’t have a good idea and didn’t achieve integration. Why can’t others’ thoughts be integrated into their own. There is a logo designer in our group. She likes writing words just like me. She used to get a lot of contributions. Why does she do design? It is her husband who does design, so she also works as her husband. But if we want to rely on her husband alone, and then she can help make Taobao the first, Zhu Bajie the top three, then we are wrong. To be the top three in an industry requires many people, so does she. But she can’t design, how to do it, find a part-time job, find a part-time job on the Internet, and it is a fixed part-time job. Except working at home, everything else is the same. According to the performance, bonus will be given at the end of the year and 18 part-time jobs will be given. Another thing is different from others. She is lazy and easy to change. This person who writes words is almost the same, because of his character, otherwise the words can not be written, and it is not easy to change. All the words written are the same, and everyone does not like to read them. But people like this also have a characteristic that they can study deeply. Therefore, if we think that she only relies on SEO to do it, it is impossible. Because she was too lazy to get up at 1:00 every day, she always wanted to pay. When she was a pig, she said at that time that the advertising cost of Zhu Bajie was relatively expensive. If there was no way for the liquidity, she would sell the house. The house I just bought will be sold. Few people can have such courage and thinking like this. Moreover, she seldom relies on offline, and always relies on integrating resources of large platforms. Therefore, even though she is lazy, she can still do super well, better than many hardworking people. In the words I often write, there is a person who only works 2 hours a day, and the rest of the time is to buy food and cook, pick up the children. But she can earn tens of millions a year, worth hundreds of millions. He is really lazy. He is my former boss. She is also very capable of integrating resources. Up to now, there is no salesman in the company, but she can do so well. Of course, all of us must know the above words. It is not to ask everyone not to work hard, but to work hard on the right way. What’s more, when we reach a level, we need to learn to earn money by ourselves. You can’t always be in the forefront. Otherwise, you will encounter bottlenecks. 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春节

春节是一种记忆是一种信念,是一个古老而传统的被人们用来重笔渲染的日子。它书写着华夏儿女一千五六百年的漫漫历史。它象巨幅画卷展现着中国光辉灿烂的历史进程。春节它承载着厚重的中华文化和古老的华夏文明。 春节它不仅仅是个盛大的节日,更是一种对历史的传承印记和延续。它是我们祖先遗留下来色彩斑斓无比珍贵的瑰宝。它印记着丰富厚重的中国文化底蕴,是留给后人宝贵的非物质文化遗产。我们长江和黄河孕育的炎黄子孙,应该肩负起历史的责任和担当,继续传承和发扬它。为它不断充实新的内涵注入更新的憧憬和时代的辉煌。 春节的前奏和序曲是春运。序幕刚一拉开,就没有铺垫,没有衬托,直接进入一场惊心动魄,轰轰烈烈,波澜壮阔的绞杀。场面之宏伟壮观,情节之跌宕起伏,剧情之催人泪下,令世界瞩目,并为之震惊感慨,叹为观止。它的舞台定格在中国九百六十万平方公里的大地上。是由十几亿人共同参与的现代大戏,主场戏是设在铁路,公路,船运,机场的售票大厅,候车室,车站广场上。在那里几乎每一个匆匆过客都成了剧中的主角。有腰缠万贯挥金似土的富商巨贾,有衣着靓丽潇洒倜傥的金领白领,有充满理想和美好憧憬的莘莘学子,有靠拼体力吃饭的蓝领灰领,有朴实工作在最苦最累一线岗位上的农民工,打工仔。有帅男有靓女有年过花甲的老人,有嗷嗷待乳的婴儿。车站上花花绿绿熙熙泱泱人头攒动人山人海。 春运期间,在这里每天都上演着令人目不暇接的剧目,随着春节的不断临近,剧情会更加紧张悬念,繁杂而激荡,更加跌宕起伏曲折而难以预料。参演人物之众多,至今还没有那一位剧作者能把他们都写入他的剧本之中。这里有令人感叹的亲情戏,友情戏。有令人啼笑皆非,皆大欢喜的喜剧情节,也有催人泪下感人至深的悲剧剧情。剧情的发展只有你意料不到的,没有它涉及不到的。奇葩之事也在天天上演着。如最为突出的一幕,一位具有舔犊之情感人的奇葩父亲为了自己宝贵的女儿不被丢失,心发奇想,用手铐把自己与女儿拷在一起,还为女儿佩戴了具有jps的定位手表。 春节的大棒不停地搅动着,搅动着。整个社会都动起来了,旋转着,飞快地旋转着。剧情激荡人心扣人心弦,就象沸腾的开水不停地升腾着,升腾着。沉渣欲孽也一起浮现出来了。各路扒手黄牛党,也八仙过海各显其能。他们辗转腾挪,变幻莫测,手段之高明花样之繁多,那真是无所不用其极,令人咋舌,目不暇接。他们把匆匆行走的过客看成是一只只任人宰割的肥羊。在阴暗的角落里,他们用贪婪的目光四处窥视,时刻寻找下手的机会。公安巡警也荷枪实弹,警犬也虎视眈眈寻找着猎物。他们也在为出行的人们保驾护航。这里每天也在上演着猫捉老鼠的游戏。场面之惊险,情节之跌宕可与警匪片相媲美。 每天,几百万人在中国大地上穿梭流动,铁路公路海运水运飞机航线,象一条条巨大的动脉,几乎要被挤爆的运输工具象流动的血液,使血管充盈贲张。没有买到票的农民工全副武装,把春节回家的殷切的期盼和对家的渴望都装满小小的摩托车上。他们不辞劳苦,不远万里行走于回家的路上,上千辆的摩托车汇集在公路上,他们顶风雪,战严寒,一路奔波,日夜兼程.一条条滚滚的铁流形成一道风雪无阻势不可挡的亮丽的风景线。 我们要回家,这是所有人发至肺腑的呼喊。家是什么?家是使你诞生,成长,成熟的地方。家是种植爱心和亲情,收获快乐温馨和幸福的地方。家是最让你思念,眷恋,揪心,期盼,牵肠挂肚,朝思暮想的地方。家是对你一生影响最深远,吸引力最强烈的地方。家就是你生命的源泉。人们可以走的离家很远很远,其实行千里万里,怎么也走不出的是家的门槛。飞千山万水,怎么也飞不出的是家的墙院。那怕你远在千里之外,也能听到家的召唤。家就是归心似箭千万名过客们的最终目标和殷切的期盼。无论是有钱人还是无钱人都把家作为自己的归属地。那里有养育他们成长,满头白发弯腰弓背,望眼欲穿的父母。有与他们相亲相爱相敬如宾的妻儿老小。有他们曾经春耕秋收的美丽田园,有潺潺流水,水清鱼美清澈的小溪,有曾给他们带来欢乐和知识的学校。有与他们亲和亲为相互提携的亲戚邻居。。。 为了生活的更美好,为了这个家更加温馨与富足,这些远在千里之外的异乡人们,他们是忍痛割爱背井离乡,远走他方。但对家的思念和对亲人的挂怀却始终魂牵梦绕日夜环绕在心头。他们的心在抽搐,在滴血,在挣扎,在期盼。一年一度的回家的渴望与期盼,总于来到了。可它又是那样的遥远和朦胧。使他们走的是那样艰辛,那样漫长,那样的令人刻骨铭心。 为了春节回家,大家也是那样的无奈与彷徨。挖空心思,无所不用其极。什么彻夜排队,使用最有科技含量的抢票软件,迂回分段乘车。一切如魔幻般,五花八门令人眼花缭乱。这一切的目的,就是回家过年!年真的这么重要吗?我不仅扪心自问。这是一种精神折磨,一种对心身的摧残。我们需要的是,在休假期间彻底地放松自己,为来年的工作学习和生活储备足够的能量。我们不能换一种思维和生活方式吗?我已经厌倦了,心身疲惫不想再折腾了。我害怕过年,我恐惧过年。 春节本来就是一个喜庆的节日。大家疯狂地玩一把本无可厚非。忙碌了一年了,几百个神经紧张体力透支繁忙沉重的日日夜夜,压抑的生存环境,疲惫不堪的身体消耗,应该得一彻底地放松。借此新春佳节乐呵乐呵未尝不可。放长假,办年货,除旧岁,迎新春,贴对联,挂彩灯。享受着合家团圆其乐融融的天伦之乐,更是理所当然之事。 一家人嘛,可能工作在天南地北四面八方。只有春节才能齐整的相聚在一起。无论人在何方,一根无形之绳都会从千里迢迢把你拉回那称之为家的地方。相见了,相聚了,在喜庆的气氛中,全家人喜气洋洋,团团圆圆。包饺子,吃年夜饭,看春晚,放鞭炮。欢声笑语,灯红酒绿,推杯换盏,其乐陶陶。特别是孩童们更是欢天喜地,嬉戏打闹。春节在他们的心目中是美好的,奇妙的,渴望的。他们骚动的心,日思夜盼,望年欲穿。急不可耐地等待着春节的到来。 但春节却使我倍感压力山大,年没来时,我希望它慢点来,来后我又希望它赶快过去,这一切几乎成了我的心中挥之不去的梦魇,使我望年却步。 今年是羊年,离春节还剩十几天了。可我却怎么也高兴不起来。想到那整夜象闪电般使人眼花缭乱的鞭炮礼花的闪光,那噼噼啪啪震耳如聋使人彻夜难眠的鞭炮声,这一切会把我本来平静安详的生活节律全部打乱。特别是我老伴有心脏病,大年三十的夜晚,对她来讲,那更像一场浩劫一场灾难。每想到这一切,就会使我心惊肉跳,心事重重,度日如年。今年除夕这一夜又该怎么熬啊!特别是想到除夕过后的第二天,当你行走在马路上时,那种苍凉更使你郁闷。你会看到遍地是一片狼藉,炸碎的鞭炮残骸,花花绿绿铺满一地。地面上是一块块被炸药熏染后留下的灰白色象癞疮般的斑迹。环卫工们弓背弯腰在寒风中吃力地打扫着。那份辛苦那份艰辛,就不能引起你们的共鸣吗?特别是空气中弥漫着浓重让人窒息,呛人的硫磺气味。那简直让你透不过气来。冬天本来雾霾就使你头疼不已,再加上如此浓重的硫磺味,那更是雪上加霜令你躲避不及。本来有一点高兴劲儿,也被眼前这一切一切浇的无影无踪,都跑到爪哇国里去了。难闻的气味,雾蒙蒙的天,单调的土黄色,使我们这些过路之人,情不自禁加快脚步,仓皇出逃。可你又能逃到哪里去呢?你可以一顿两顿不吃饭,但你不能不喘气! 我对年的恐惧是从所谓的生产救灾那个年代开始的。那时我们家,正家属还乡来到了一个叫桃口的小村庄。六二三年全国人都在挨饿。我们全家人饿的三根筋挑着一个头。平时,我们整日吃野菜充饥,满肚子都是苦水。过年了,我们家底子薄,还是吃了上顿没下顿。全家四口分了二斤多麦子,结果让老鼠偷吃了近三分之一。让麦子变成面粉,需要用石磨来推。我们家是外来户,家中没有磨。我们需要到村里人家去借用。我们是寄住在别人家中,那家人家也没有磨。没办法,妈妈拿着一小瓢麦子东走西去,找村里人家借磨推麦子。当地有一个风俗,过年要封磨。就是在磨眼上贴上封条,今年就不能再用了。妈妈找了好几家,人家都封磨了。好容易有一家孤苦伶仃的老人家还没有封磨,推了半瓢面,有一家村民觉得我们可怜又从家里挖了一瓢面送给了妈妈。在那个年代,一瓢面的分量,等于一斤黄金,甚至不止.它可以救活一条鲜活的生命,情谊恩重如山,那是无限珍贵的。我们永远不会忘记那个好心人,愿她健康长寿好人一生平安。妈妈回来后包了几十个水饺,还蒸了小孩拳头大小的几个枣馍馍,算过了年。过年时,邻居的小孩手中拿着一块猪头肉,在院子里边玩边啃。你追我赶玩的很开心,我弟弟年龄小,坐在门槛上,两眼直盯着小孩手中的肉,馋的口水都流出来了。妈妈看到这种情况,赶忙把弟弟叫回家。并安慰我们说,人家过年咱过年,人家吃肉咱不馋。来年等咱有了钱,天天十五月月年。那时,我正上小学四年级,也懂事了。我们家在村里也没什么亲戚可走动。为了排除对年的压抑与恐惧,我就一头扎进小说里,从书中寻找着快乐和刺激。 小孩们都期盼着过年,而我却从小就对过年麻木不仁无动于衷。对年没有通常孩子们的那种渴望和期盼。甚至到现在,我连生日也没正经过过几次。 文革期间,更是破四旧,立四新的时代,年味更是淡入清水。那时,父母正在受苦受难,更没有心思过年了。后来政治环境改变了,年的概念才重新注入新的含义和内容。年味越来越重了,可我的兴趣却一直没被提不起来。我最头疼放鞭,鞭炮声象恶魔,拉紧着我的神经,打破了我宁静的生活。年轻时,为了工作和生活需要,春节期间,我不得不带着假脸对领导和同事去恭维应酬,串了东家走西家,使我忙不暇接。我本性喜欢静,社会上的这套假仁假义的庸俗套路我就是看不惯。过去是为了工作和生活的需要,才不得不随波逐流的。 现今更是物欲横流,人情淡如水的年代。我也退休了,更把人和人之间的关系看淡了,看轻了,能逃避就尽量逃避。家里人小聚也未尝不可。但我闲散惯了,又闲太麻烦。也成了一个心理负担。我是素食主义者,吃惯了粗茶淡饭,看到满眼的鸡肉鱼鸭很不习惯。吃又吃不下,扔掉又怪可惜。只能自我惩罚,饱受其苦。 年不但成了我的负担,也勾起我对许多不愉快的往事的回忆。我对象的母亲是在小年时去世的。那一年,她爷爷和母亲前后差不了几个月,都活活地饿死了,那也正是所谓生产救灾那个年代的事。那时,我对象才八岁。别人家这个年龄段的孩子,此时还正在妈妈怀中撒娇呢。可她从很小就要洗衣做饭,担当起家庭主妇的重担。结婚后,我们从不提及过小年这个事。怕它会勾起老伴对伤心往事的回忆。 我们是失独的家庭,那种伤痛,那种无助与无奈是任何人所无法想象和替代的。伤痛是永远无法愈合的,只能把它深深地埋藏在心里。平日里,日复一日我们重复着同样的起居生活,虽然单调乏味但心境却是平静的。随着时间的流失和日常的忙碌,也逐渐淡化了我们的忧伤和哀思。偶尔触碰到的旧物也许会勾起了往事的回忆,但我们会尽量地去回避它,转移它。 平日里,混混沌沌的过日子,时间的概念不是很强,对年龄的印记和含义也可模糊不清,敷然了事。可春节却象警钟一样撞击在你的心头,重重地提醒你,你又衰老了一年!春节就是一道不可逾越的鸿沟,会在你抚平的伤痕上深深的划上了一道。使我们心又在抽搐,又在滴血。又会勾起那段令人伤心不已,难以忘怀的往事的回忆。 平时里因忙于各种各样琐碎的事情,可以冲淡我们对往事的记忆,可春节就不同,它是亲人相聚的日子。对于一些平时孤居的老年人,人越多越热闹,心情也越愉悦,越代表着日子红红火火蒸蒸日上。几家欢乐几家愁,而我们却没有这种奢望。冷清寂廖和失落感,总会勾起你对许多不堪回首往事的联想。逼着你去面对残酷的现实。随着日月的轮回,衰老步步紧逼,无形之绳又把我们向坟墓拉近了一步。人生终点的标杆不停地摇动着,召唤着你的到来。看到相濡以沫的老伴渐渐衰老的体态和脸庞,我感慨万分。岁月不饶人,我们渐渐地变老了。假若有一天我们病倒了,生活不能自理了,那可怎么办呢。未来惨淡渺茫,迷茫彷徨无助,不禁令人惊恐万分不寒而栗。 小时候,我曾见过一位老婆婆,提着一铁罐头盒做的小桶,步履蹒跚地到水龙头上取水。那时,几条街仅有一个水龙头。正是隆冬腊月滴水成冰的季节,地上结了一层厚厚的冰,地面象镜面一样光滑。老婆婆小心翼翼一步半寸的向前挪动着,她千般小心万般仔细就怕出意外。假若滑倒,对老婆婆来讲,那就是一场塌天之祸,灭顶之灾,后果不堪设想。听别人讲她是一个无儿无女无依无靠的地主婆,没人敢帮她。现在条件好了,不用提水了。但那一幕却深深地刻在我的脑海中。扪心自问,假若我有一天生活不能自理,还会有活下去的勇气吗?死并不可怕,死的从容,死的宁静,死的无疼无惧那是一种升腾,一种回归,一种对现实的告别,一种对一切羁绊的解脱。 可怕的是,当疾病把你放躺在床上,无人为寥寂无助的你给予一点怜悯和安抚,无人为孤独彷徨的你进行一点心灵的抚慰,你就象一块被废弃的破布,在寂寞无助中,疼苦地等待着死神慢慢向你靠近。可怖的死神,扭曲着邪恶狰狞的脸,朝向你,怪眼圆睁,阴森地冷笑着,它那双瘦骨嶙嶙丑陋无比,青筋暴露恐怖冰冷的手,在你眼前不停地晃动着,晃动着。它不急于马上结束你的性命,而象一只猫捉到一只奄奄待毙的老鼠一样,把你置于它股掌之中,不停地用它那尖锐的爪子拍打着你苟延残喘的身体,不停地恐吓着你,折磨着你。使你在极度恐惧与痛苦中慢慢地死去。在你弥留于这个世界的那最后一段时间里,那种生不如死的感觉,那种把你抛进地狱的感觉,会令你不寒而栗。那种死是一种折磨,一种极度疼苦的折磨,安乐死是一种最佳的选择。但你无法享受到这种待遇,中国的法律是不允许的。 春节是吉庆的节日,也是相思相聚的节日,是抚慰人生的节日,是收获欣喜快乐的节日,也是集思难返缠缠绵绵的日子,是思念与怀旧的日子。我是槛外之人,俯视人生,愿天下所有善良之人,永葆幸福,青春常驻,无忧无虑,永远浸泡在甜蜜与快乐中。 撰稿人:臧琪滢 赞 (散文编辑:江南风) 春之消雪 春之消雪,多了 遥念,欲说还休。遥念,就在那片雪原之上。雪还真是很美,到底是春天… 等待 等待,是一种坚守,执着于某种信念而不离不弃。可能因为某一种承诺,也有可能因为某一… 要善于倾听不同的声音和意见 我于10月6日 发表 了一篇 游记 散文 :《 满眼 秋色 美如画》,不少 文学 网站 得到了… 读《廊桥遗梦》 “当白蛾子张开翅膀的时候,可以来找我,随时都可以”。我想,如果我是一个男人,当收… 从今天开始,我要快乐 很早以前囫囵吞枣读过《呼兰河传》,记得当时心情着实沉重了好久,具体是哪些人物引起… 得病的时日 这两天接二连三的打喷嚏,我说是有人在念我,别人都说我有病,最后医生也说我有…

Old Pond

Old Tangqi is my favorite. It is not only the first stop for me to walk out of my hometown, but also the place I am dreaming about. In the spring of 1970, at the age of 14, I took a ship from Zhangshan to Tangqi Middle School to study. Tangqi was in the east of my hometown. The ship was heading towards the rising direction of the sun, but the deep cabin blocked my sight which was not long. In the whistle, I didn’t know that when the ship slowly approached the dock, a big circle had been drawn and the bow of the ship turned west. It was just because of such a small change that I had a thinking barrier to Tangqi’s sense of direction since then. I always felt that Chaoshan was in the north of Tangqi, for example, the black and blue Zhangshan mountain in my hometown is in the north of my home, and there is no doubt that Shuibei Street is in the South. At that time, Tangqi was still a veritable old Tangqi. The same type of architecture in Ming and Qing dynasties, and from Tangqi Middle School to the street, as long as we walk through the playground, Tangqi theater and a short road to the road, we can enter the Tangqi block like a corridor bridge. This was the first and the deepest impression that old Tangqi gave me: walking in the street, I could not get the sun or rain. The uniqueness of old Tangqi also lies in those lanes which are short or long, bright or dark, quiet or noisy, wide or narrow, curved or straight, exposed or secluded, it is said that there are as many as 72 and a half. I didn’t count whether it was accurate or not, and it should be more than that in my impression, because at that time I went to my classmate’s home in the town, and almost every home was in the alley. There were several door openings on both sides of a secluded Long Alley, and I walked into any one, either the patio or the hall, or the three-in-three-in-five-in-five-in-one carved high-wall old house made me small instantly. The old Tangqi architecture shows some kind of introverted, closed and even once-for-all ideological tendency of Tangqi people. It is a world of Qin brick and Han tile walls. Its overall layout, space setting, functional Division focuses on the internal requirement of living in peace between others and themselves and not committing crimes against each other, which meets the psychological needs of Chinese people to be conservative, precautionary and harmonious to some extent, it also seems to be the same as the orientation of self-cultivation of self-protection and inner peace. Seen from the outside, old Tangqi seems to have no single buildings with special impact, blocks and alleys, all of which seem familiar. This may be the characteristics of old Tangqi buildings, such as Chinese traditional paintings, its focus is on the picture full of artistic conception, which does not pay much attention to the volume, modeling and perspective effect of a single building, but often devotes itself to taking individual buildings as units, group effect extending on plane and space. It seems that there is no famous garden like Suzhou in old Tangqi, but I think the Tangqi itself at that time was a huge garden architecture. The quiet dongxiaohe, xixiaohe and Shihe divide Tangqi into several areas. Rows of benches called beauties depend on the bank built by stones, and stone bridges one after another on the river, it presents a kind of graceful and graceful state, and the microwave is weak. Bridge and River, dock and boat, Eaves and beauty, are a kind of static and dynamic complement each other, is the reflection of old pond habitat loose and clear, quiet and elegant, it highlights the humanistic temperament of the old Tangqi which is clear and natural, transformed and coordinated, and expresses the artistic conception of the old Tangqi feeling and scenery meeting, meaning and image. Just like Chinese landscape paintings, what they show is charm, spirit and implication. More than 40 years have passed quickly. When people today after more than 40 years are like me, recalling the old Tangqi that has passed away, a new Tangqi is growing rapidly. As a pilot of small city construction, Tangqi is welcoming its another glory with unprecedented enthusiasm. Indeed, Shuibei Street, which used to be just the leftover material of Tangqi, has now become a hot tourist attraction after renovation, but Shuibei Street can only be a bridge legacy dream of old Tangqi. And the reconstruction of xishitang Street is more like wrapping a layer of specious wood skin on the foundation of a piece of inferior furniture, which is similar in shape but not in spirit, and has a bad taste but a bad taste. Without the Alley of the old Tangqi, the old house of the old Tangqi, and the figure of the boatwoman beside the old Tangqi Canal, the Tangqi in people’s mind will not come back after all. It is impossible to rebuild the ancient town more than 40 years ago. Moreover, today’s people have accepted foreign houses and are working hard on row houses, longing for villas. The road of urbanization of the new Tangqi cannot be the road of vintage, and the old Tangqi is destined to die. When another new residential community with the style of France as the selling point appeared in front of Tangqi people, someone said that the old Tangqi was really over. However, I think that when today’s Tangqi people have accepted the lifestyle of Westerners and some of their ideas, especially when they have accepted their culture, why can’t a Western-style small water town be accepted? Western architecture emphasizes the external space, and calls the central square the living room of the city and the living room of the city. It has the intention to transform the interior into the outdoor, which obviously reflects an all-encompassing mind, very open. Isn’t this the characteristic that the Tangqi people who have grown up in narrow alleys of several generations should graft? Westerners attach importance to formal logic, pay attention to realism, rely on demonstration, and pay attention to reflecting geometric analysis. They emphasize more on symmetry, concretization and simulation of geometric patterns in the artistic conception and overall layout of architecture. Most of the fountains, waterfalls and flowing springs in Western gardens are magnificent and dynamic, showing the unrestrained, flexible and enthusiastic character of Westerners. Isn’t this what the regular, introverted and implicit Tangqi people need to change? In terms of layout, composition, artistic conception and other aspects, the regular Gardens in European continent give people a sense of broadness of vision, magnificent conception and romantic sentiment; While the geometric gardens reflect the opposition between heaven and man, the thinking habit and spiritual idea that human beings can surpass the heaven and distinguish the heaven from the human beings. In a sense, it reflects the extroverted and aggressive behavior pattern and value orientation of Westerners conquering nature. Taking straight, exposed, large scale and majestic as beauty, such as wide and flat lawn, huge open playground and magnificent high-rise buildings, all emphasize the analytical property of curves and geometric figures, straight, open, exposed and so on are undoubtedly the important features deeply contained in it. Isn’t this what the new Tangqi people pursue after more than 30 years of reform and opening up? Whether it is the old pond in my dream or the new pond under construction, it is my love. But the city of Rome was not built in one day. It took 600 years before and after the construction of the Cologne Cathedral. The construction of the new Tangqi could not be so fast and efficient, and it could be done slowly. Once the bridge collapsed, the house collapsed, what architecture and culture are all nonsense. At the end of the digression, let’s take it as nonsense. Published in “urban and rural Herald” 2013 6 29 likes (prose editor: drops of ink into wounds) spring’s snow elimination 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. 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Beautiful

I heard a famous story: In ancient times, an old woman had two daughters, the eldest daughter was selling umbrellas, and the second daughter was selling shoes. On sunny days, the eldest daughter’s umbrella could not be sold, and the old man was anxious; On rainy days, the second daughter’s shoes were ignored, and the old man was worried. So the grandmother was sad and unhappy all day long, and even cried sadly. Later, an expert comforted: Old man, no matter it is sunny or rainy, you should be happy! Do you think that your second daughter’s shoes sell well on sunny days and your eldest daughter’s umbrellas sell fast on rainy days? Isn’t this a good thing? Old woman after listening ruo you suo wu. Later, no matter it was sunny or rainy, the old people would smile happily. The reason why this story is spread for a long time is that it contains some principles of being a human being. Life is impossible to achieve the wishes of heaven, and life is impossible to be smooth sailing. We can’t always look at problems with pessimism and negativity, we can’t just remember unhappy things and feel hard to let go, and we can’t just care about the darkness of society and be cynical. We should be optimistic and positive, and think more about the good aspects in everything. Only in this way can we have a good mood and live happily. Plato said: it is not the environment that determines people’s mood, but the mood. My understanding is: mood determines mood, mood determines environment. If you are in a good mood, you will feel happy. At this time, you will feel comfortable and pleasing to see anything. Conversely, bad mood, is living in paradise, also difficult to pleasure body and mind. For this, I am deeply touched. My parents are thrifty and conservative. Once, in order to make old parents at leisure, my brother drove them to travel. Facing the high-rise buildings, famous mountains and rare trees all the way, my parents couldn’t be happy with their faces full of sadness. They are worrying about the chickens and ducks at home, and heartbreaking the expensive expenses. They are not in a comfortable mood, how can they have the mind to enjoy the picturesque mountains and rivers? They even nagged: what’s good about traveling? It costs money and gets involved. It is better to walk around the hometown, absorb fresh air, bask in the warm sunshine, look at the Green Mountains, and touch the fat pigs and sheep. Compared with the stubborn old people, young people should be much more free and easy. I had a friend who followed the fashion trend. I bought a small car this year, and his meager income was a little short of money. But he didn’t care at all, and he would never get tired of traveling outside every month. Also the name: read thousands of books line is a good. Intimate contact with nature can make you feel beautiful and beautiful in the world. As for me who has a moderate personality, I don’t understand the stubbornness and conservatism of the elderly, but I don’t agree with the excessive freedom and ease of the young. Living beyond your means practice hardly compatible with Chinese View of consumption, this and tailored and capabilities of golden mean some at odds. But anyway, we should try every means to keep a happy mood. Everything is beautiful. I am a person who loves water in Leshan, but he has been busy with trivial things for a long time without going out. His whole body is like being bound by a cocoon, and his heart is eager to break out like a butterfly with wings. At dawn, the crisp birds outside the window cut through the silence of dawn, and the Earth woke up from laziness. The sound of the bird was crisp and sweet, like a tiny cobblestone throwing into the deep ancient well. At first, there was a sound, and then there was a noise, chattering. The bird’s voice is also complicated, which is high-pitched, low-pitched, rapid, long, rough and soft, like an invisible net covering the whole space, it drove away the hazy sleepiness ruthlessly, making it hard to fall asleep again. When the curtain was opened, the sun had already exposed more than half of the face, reflecting the low mountain in the east. On the lightning rod on the opposite roof, a bird grabbed the tip of the needle, hung its body upside down, shook its wings, tilted its neck, shook its head and shouted happily. Birds sing in the mountain stream to Urge Diligence early, and people lie on the bed and think about it. At that moment, my attitude towards birds was somewhat ambiguous. In the dense morning glow, the figure of the little bird is a little thin, but it is singing the hymn of life at the top of its voice. The singing of birds makes the mood beautiful and the world beautiful. People, sometimes it is so simple. Praise on the evening of 2015.4.1 (prose editor: dropping ink into injury) 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…

Town

I saw a photograph in the Naiman restaurant in this city, my hometown town, daqintala town under the night. Although the scenery was bright and glorious, I searched for it, but I didn’t find any shadow of the past. In that quiet night, I dreamed of the small town of my hometown, which was called the city of Sands. It seemed that the small town was under the shadow of the moon. In the shadow of the light, the gradually blurred shadow broke up and became clear, which made me put down the entanglement and obstacles. My heart was empty and clear, with a pillow of missing. When I woke up, I suddenly asked my wife about how long I hadn’t returned to Naiman’s hometown. And at this time, or earlier, the hometown town quietly circled into my dream. This is a vigorous dream. I am in the autumn of 1978, I was admitted to qi No. 1 Middle School. It was the first time that I entered daqintala town. After graduating from high school, I was admitted to technical secondary school. After graduation, I returned to daqintala town, where I worked and lived, A wife female, married. Daqintala town is the place where my life starts. I have never escaped from his control of my life, which is the control of my soul and the boundary of my soul. When I was in high school, there were more than 40 people in our rural class, almost all of whom stayed. There are more than 20 people living in our boys’ dormitory, which is a big Kang in the north and south. The mattress is next to the mattress and crowded with people. In summer, bedbugs crawl all over the bed, making it hard for people who bite to fall asleep; In the middle of winter, ice ridges are formed, and the towels used to wash face are frozen. Many of our teachers, such as Jia Yuan, Zhao Jingkui and Ren Zuolin, love shengruozi. They chopped firewood for us and lit the stove. The Warm fire baked our cold hands. Now they are dead, but it is still fresh in the students’ mind. I remember that summer when preparing for the college entrance examination, it was the West Lake flood control. We boys lived in the classroom, worrying that the West Lake dam would flood us. It was very hard to wait at that time. But in those two years, we jumped out of the gate of agriculture. I finally took the road out. No. 1 Middle School is the ladder from my heart. When I went to school in No. 1 Middle School, there were three places that impressed me most, one of which was the public restaurant. On the main street, facing the South, it was still a state-owned restaurant at that time. The first time I went to a restaurant, it was my father who sent me tuition and took me to a popular restaurant to eat sesame cakes, soft and sweet, I still have endless aftertaste. When I think of it, I still stick out my tongue to lick and suck my lips. The memory of the smell is long; The second place is my eldest brother’s home. Every weekend, my brother and I went to school together to have dinner there, either dumplings or stewed pork ribs. That kind of family affection was warm. The third place is a public barber shop opposite the public restaurant, which is also state-owned. I have sat on the thick leather chair of the barber shop for many times. There is a barber named Sun, who is white and fat, every time he had a haircut, he smiled and said, “you are a student, so don’t order more. Every time I got a haircut, I needed one dime less. At that time, the haircut was only 40 to 50 cents. At that time, it was strict. I didn’t know how he handled the difference, which made me grateful and unforgettable. After I graduated from secondary school, I worked in the Bureau of Animal Husbandry. At that time, animal husbandry began to pay attention to it. Some of our newly graduated students all ate canteens with almost no money, and there was a balance of food stamps every month. When working in the Bureau of Animal Husbandry, I often went to the countryside to do wool appraisal. Once I went there for one and a half months. From the middle of April to the end of June, I ran two Sumu and worked with the staff of Sumu veterinary station, carry out wool identification on each sheep of zhugacha and household, and mark the ear number. At that time, I shaved my head every day when I gathered in the sheepfold. When I came back, I became black in the sun. Those days, for me, were the days when I polished my joints, lengthened myself, and my wooden head was gradually knocked up. Remove all the youth and immaturity. Later, I was transferred to the Youth League Committee. At that time, the flag committee was still a bungalow. The Youth League Committee is in the yard of the flag committee. There were three things deeply remembered in the Youth League Committee. One was to popularize social dance. At that time, a cadre was specially transferred from the cultural department to organize the youth of the organization to promote. At that time, it was very lively and novel; the second one was that the Youth League Committee of the autonomous region organized young people to participate in publishing and teaching universities. At that time, thousands of people from all over the flag took part in the university. A house of books made many people addicted to their academic qualifications, and finally they ended up. The third is the construction of youth home. At that time, the activities of the rural League became more and more active, and a group of recruiting League cadres stepped onto the political stage. It can be said that it was one of the most active periods of the Communist Youth League work at that time. Life is a circle. It doesn’t matter whether it is kind or malicious. There are some things that can never win or hide. But it always greets you, leaving your back. Every tear, every fall, every anger and helplessness, of course, there are also every fluke or victory. Even if one limps, one will always take a step forward. When I was in the Youth League Committee, I joined the party and was admitted to the League Party School. After graduation, I went to the commission for economic restructuring and then to the office of the flag committee as a secretary. In addition to almost 518 natural villages in the whole flag, it was to know the situation of the countryside at that time. Planting high-yield corn in big ridges, carrying out basic construction of farmland and ecological circle …… the cadres at that time were really pragmatic. For me, one thing I remember most was that in the early 1990 s, the tide of market economy just rose. I led several secretaries of Koili, such as Yushan, Yancheng, youth, Ridong, etc, it was the only cement road in the town to set up stalls and sell goods on the Central Street, which opened up the Sunday Trade Street. Although it didn’t make any money, it was a pioneer in opening up the market. At that time, the secretary of the league committee gave instructions, praised. Every time I went back, I chatted with Li Yushan, who had already become the deputy secretary of the flag committee, and I had a special taste in my heart. What courage it was in those years. In those wildly flying days, facing every restless dream, I fell down and climbed up again. With your own thoughts, you will have your own personality. Then he returned to the Commission for Restructuring and became the director. At that time, it was under the initiative of Professor Li Yining that small and medium-sized enterprises promoted the joint-stock cooperative system, and some flag-owned enterprises sold, rented, and shares were pushed to the market. After the reform of the enterprise, the economic restructuring commission will die. When I think of these things, I am young and vigorous, and I have no hesitation. Whenever I have the chance, I will rush all the way with the excitement and pride I want. The career has moved forward, and life has never stopped. After I got married, I rented a house and lived in the unit. Later, my wife’s unit divided the house. The house is located in the North Hill, on a large sand lump, which is called the North laogui place. Every night, when I rode a bicycle and went back to my home on the sandbag askew, there was a lamp lighting up for me. That is my real home, a warm place. Now it has become someone else’s house. But that position cannot be erased in my heart. In daqintala town, I had my father-in-law and mother-in-law, and my father and stepmother in the countryside. Later, I passed away one after another. When I worked in the small town, I did not take care of much and did not practice filial piety. I can’t forgive the past moment, although I understand gratitude. But at that time I didn’t know how to chew carefully. Wait and see, there is no chance to make yourself a forever regret. Sometimes when I think of it, I am not as good as the Fool in the town with four packs of rice. I don’t know the origin of his name. But celebrities in the town. A kind person. I knew him when I was working in the Bureau of Animal Husbandry. I remembered that his family name was Li and there was an old mother. He pushed the garbage truck every day and dumped the garbage for the public restaurant. The restaurant gave him food and he took the food, I always put it in a lunch box, put it in my arms, send it back to my old mother, and then go out to work. He also went to the Taiping room of the hospital to see the body at night. Once, on a big morning, he met me and said, “brother, whose town is not a person. I showed his dead person and gave me five cents a night. I told him angrily that no matter how dead your family is, how much money you give me will not be shown. I smiled bitterly and stretched out my thumb. Echoed and responded to him, doing the right thing. Every time I met him, he said hello. Although he doesn’t know my last name. So kind, as if at first sight, maybe I became his bosom friend. It is true that deceiving others is evil, let alone cheating a fool, which is not allowed by heaven. I don’t know if the old man named four packs of rice is still there, which is worthy of people’s respect. Even if he is stupid, he knows how to feed back and be grateful. I have been away from my hometown town for two or ten years. The longer I left, the deeper the imprint was, carved into my bones and left in my soul. I will have more feelings and thoughts about my hometown town, the place called daqintala. The supreme symbol of the town is the Palace of Qing Dynasty, which has a history of more than 300 years and has been inherited by 14 generations of princes. There are cultural relics and materials of the Imperial Tomb of Princess Chen in Liao dynasty, which show the long culture of Naiman tribe. When I was working in the flag, I once went to the Palace of the Prince, in which I have seen the clay sculpture rent-collecting house of the old people of the stone pillar of the National Art family. There are more than 100 people with various styles, different expressions, different classes, the vivid figures of different positions shocked me. I am proud of having such a high-level and talented artist in my hometown. Later, every time I went back, I would visit the palace to listen to the ancient voice, feel the charm of art and experience the pulse of history. It makes people relaxed, happy and awe-inspiring. Every time I go back, there are new changes in daqintala town. With high-rise buildings of eight or seven floors, squares of all sizes, development zones, and six-lane roads …… the construction of small towns is changing with each passing day, with the style of cities. I know that I can’t go back to the original appearance of my hometown town. The original shadow can be seen faintly. The town is already a fragment of memory. The longer I leave, the more I miss and the more I appreciate the beauty of the town. Every time I hear my hometown folk song “noenjiya”, I think of myself. Isn’t I married to a distant place?! Every time I see the WeChat of vigorous Naiman, it seems to smell the breath of hometown. In fact, the wandering people are all children fed by their hometowns. It is always inseparable from the complex of hometown. I sat down on the sofa and lost most of my life. The memory of the town will never be forgotten or gone. I opened the old album of Mengchen, and the old photos hidden in the album always gave me warmth and strength. I opened the album and suddenly burst into tears. I played with the dried pickles knot brought by my hometown friend, and accidentally fell to the ground, disturbing my full depression and the salty smell in my mouth, and began to dream of my hometown town again. Gently, gently a gust of wind blows into my heart and shakes off melancholy is the constant concern of the wandering lonely time I am collecting information about my hometown harvest a whisper in this city when the inspiration of pregnancy and homesickness is hurt by separation and homesickness my thoughts are refreshed. Who will forget a season without wind quietly, quietly a gust of breeze blows into my heart and takes away the lost is the clear memory of the wandering lonely time I am picking the footprints of the wind while the shadow in the dream is the moon of my hometown the snow of 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…

My

Time is a long river, the blue sky is reflected on the river surface, white clouds are like a scholarly woman casually swinging poetic swing, high and low, a gust of night wind blowing, melting in the smoke floating in the distant village, my life is close at hand, standing on the shoulder of the years that are gradually moving away, I suddenly find that my youth has quietly left with the enrichment of experience. Who has never been young and has no youth years of his own, however, who is calm when facing the lost youth and years, who is as plain as water, without memory or even a dream? Yes, youth is accompanied by dreams, time is connected with stories. Behind every young life, there are more or less flying flowers and falling red in April, and poetic and love on the south bank of the peach, Red Willow and Green River. A piece of snow falling from the sky flew to the window lattice, causing a stir in the heart of youth. A scene appeared in the rain, which prompted Lenovo’s thoughts to fly for nine days. A poem made the heart and soul no longer crawl silently, but to search for the long-cherished angel following the footprints of sunshine. Some people say that youth is a song, a song that has no tone before speaking, and some people say that youth is a beautiful romantic song, others say that youth is a symphony integrating loneliness and loneliness as well as confusion, melancholy, contradiction, pain, annoyance and joy. Anyway, for youth, each has its own expression, description, feeling and unique experience. Just like saxophone, clarinet, violin, piano, Horsehead piano and trumpet instruments, they have their own tones and characteristics. Take the author himself as an example, my youth is an ancient Qiang flute as described in Tang poetry, but I don’t complain about the sky or the ground, although the sound is like Ba U, but in any case, it can’t be connected with unbearable or sad. I was young and intoxicated with martial arts, obsessed with Jin Yong and Liang Yusheng. Of course, the desire and sadness that sometimes happened in the years were given to my old guitar. It helped me solve problems and help me recover the landscape. When it was rainy, I held it in my arms, the soft rain, the sound of the paddle and the shadow of the light, a group of infinite scenery life and reverie marriage, even the grassland is jealous, even the spray is envious. To be honest, my youth is not without dryness or haze. On the contrary, dryness and haze always exist everywhere. It can be seen everywhere that there is no age difference and no difference between the old and the young. I am rely on interests and hobbies to release their dreams together with youth. Speaking of interests and hobbies, I still have a lot in my youth, such as football, fishing, chess, drinking tea, traveling and antique calligraphy and painting, which used to be an eternal lamp in my youth, the core of leading young life is spiritual separation, quail and Rong? Later, the grass bloomed on the head of youth. Year after year, against the backdrop of green, fat, red and thin, a Qiang flute turned into a silent violin, pulling the bow of life alone, forgetting youth and years, putting down the bow of youth and the fiber of years, looking back suddenly, I found that the clear eyes were no longer shining, no longer transparent, no longer flowing water, no longer dark autumn waves, and I suddenly felt the feelings of Red Mansions in my heart, the vast white world is so clean! To be honest, I am neither a realist nor a romanticist. I am not a retro school combining tradition and conservatism, but a duplicative school combining China and the West. Facing the youth brought by time, my heart was full of red and dim. Side New Year, New Heaven. In the day of preparing for a rainy day, I sighed with emotion: because youth is beautiful after all, no matter for life or memory, it can be said that it is lonely and flying together, the sea and the sky are the same color. But then again, youth is a scarf given to life in four seasons or a hat, which is controlled and controlled by time. No one is qualified to negotiate with it, only unconditional acceptance is a popular wise man. Therefore, in the face of the lost years of youth, I not only do not feel sad, but rather do not worry or fear, but also feel grateful and open as boundless, looking at youth with calmness and protecting the years with perseverance, ensure the evergreen life with spiritual quality. This is my requirement for life, and it is also my commitment and response to the passing away or going far away of my youth. Youth is like a rose, and time is like a song. Rose thanks for the spring Red. Time goes on day and night, Yangtze River, Yellow River, relatives and friendship. Of course, the pursuit of life itself is the compensation and continuation of youth. Besides, there are also Baicaoyuan and Sanwei Bookstore which are more fascinating than youth, as well as eight thousand miles of Lu Yun and Yue waiting for you to visit and decrypt. In other words, as long as life maintains a childlike innocence, two spirits and three thoughts, it will not leave the youth years. What waves of hands to be clouds in the western sky, what tears look at Chang’an, there is no need to hold a lot of sorrow. These are all tricks that are said to themselves or used to catch the wind and shadow. The real youth should be like Mao Zedong’s poem: cherish the King of Qin, Han Wu, Tang gaoguo and Song Zu, a generation of Tianjiao, gengjie Khan, just shot a big carving with a bow, all went to the same place, a few romantic figures, still look at the present! This is the glow given to life by youth. It connects the dawn and the future, making life go further and more lush! Real youth is not a dream, but the beginning of waking up. Just as real years are not life itself, they are the steps of spirit, will and soul moving towards rich sublimation. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Weekend

Weekend dusk, silence and peace is another weekend, in my memory, that time is still there, that heart is still there. Inscription on weekends, after work, the office suddenly calmed down. Lock the door gently and prepare to enjoy the relaxation of this moment alone. Keep the noise away from the surroundings and the heart. I changed to a comfortable posture, leaning on the purple dolphin cushion, staring at the computer without any glances. The small fish in the fish tank kept swimming around with aquatic plants, which was also a world of quiet self. He raised his head and leaned on the chair, looking at the sky outside. It became darker little by little and sank little by little, without the shadow of clouds. I don’t know how long after that, the light in front of the office building turned on, as if I heard music and people’s noise. Those people who came to the square for a walk woke up instantly, I felt as if I had been stunned for a long time. But I still didn’t want to move or make a phone call. I turned out a piece of chocolate from the drawer and chewed it slowly. There was a little bitter, and then there was a little sweet, which lubricated my tongue and taste buds, cherish this feeling of slowly tasting, just like some slowly gone time, and finally disappear in the invisible. The sky is getting darker and darker, and the light is getting brighter and brighter. Raise your hand and rub your eyes. It’s time to go. The elevator came up layer by layer, waiting for a long time, but my heart was so calm. Finally, I went outside and found that the dusk wind in spring was still a little cool. I tightened my collar to prevent the wind from blowing in. Buses passing by one after another. I have passed the station for a long time, and I don’t want to wait any longer. The street lamp extended all the way, and the neon lights on the street window flickered. I could hear the crisp sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the asphalt road, thinking about my heart, as if telling me that I was walking on the way back late. Many years ago, I liked to walk quietly alone with floating thoughts. It was a happy time with a faint smile appearing on my face, faint images appearing in my memory and those initial encounters, those truest and purest watch became distant and unreal in the dusk of this spring day. Through several intersections, I saw the traffic lights flashing out and knew that life needed a short rest and buffer. I thought the pain I could forget was no longer pain, and what I thought I could remember was never forever. Suddenly I understand why sometimes I can be willful and naive, because I am not afraid of losing or leaving in panic; Why sometimes I can’t be free and natural, because I know something I have never owned, I won’t choose or not; Maybe I know that the one I don’t fear losing will always be by my side, just like the shadow; And what I can’t face frankly is the knot I can’t untie, but it has been hiding the deepest fragmentation. What I avoid is not reality, which is not so terrible; What I care carefully is not pain, which is not so persistent. I am just living in a dream in reality, a way of living that I cannot give up. However, the cost of self-suffering is continuous injury and recovery; The cycle goes round and round, and I am still firm, but it is my luck and misfortune. In this way, on one’s way, thinking, laughing, dreaming and being free. The sky is getting dark, the distance between home is getting closer, and the heart is gradually quiet. When I finally opened the door, facing the light, the warmth came towards me. I felt relieved and peaceful, and found a shallow answer. QQ364399664 like (prose editor: drops of ink into wounds) the snow of 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…

Way

No matter on the way to and from work or in the idle strolling, whenever I see something that others throw away intentionally or unintentionally, I will bend down to pick it up. A jar bottle, a comic book with some wind and frost on the grass beside the road, a board, a coin, a roll-shaped banknote caught in the blind path, or steel bar head, or paper box, or a wallet or bank card ID card clipped with life garbage, a mobile phone lying on the ground one step at a time, a local license plate lost when, what I have picked up most are still the common things that are discarded by the roadside or flat mineral water bottles that have been expelled from the roadside. Anyway, others think it is useless to throw away things, I will pick it up or take it as my own (this is the most common) or return it to the owner in some ways. To be honest, picking up things is not for the happiness of picking up, but to prove what I will miss. Although these things are common and common, I don’t want to miss them. I can’t remember how many things I have picked up. But there were two times when I picked them up on the way, but I was deeply impressed. I remember that I rode Kaifeng on the Double Ninth Festival in 2009 and met some mineral water bottles along the way. But I didn’t pick it up, because I was worried that I would pick up too much and couldn’t find a proper chance to sell it. In this way, it will bring me walking inconvenience. But on the road of Zheng Kai Avenue which left Kaifeng for Zhengzhou that night, I met some bottles again. At the beginning, I still didn’t want to pick them up. Then I thought: just pick it up. Maybe when I arrive in Zhengzhou, I will meet some shabby people who can buy some food, but I just don’t think about what to do if I pick up a car basket that big enough. I didn’t think that everything would go with me. Just ride and pick it up. If you can pinch it flat, you can pinch it flat, in this way, you can save some places and install more. (The lights all the way helped me a lot. To be honest, I can’t pick up anything without I am street lamp.) After the basket was full, I was worried about how to put it after I picked it up. After walking for a while, I picked up a yellow net pocket for fruit. After the net pocket is full again. Unexpectedly, I picked up another net pocket. The second net pocket was gradually filled with bottles, and I was worried again. Because it was not convenient to walk with these things, I was surprised to find a fertilizer bag after passing Zhongmou. I put all the bottles into the bag and threw away all the net pockets. Gradually I arrived in Zhengzhou, and my fertilizer bag was also filled with bottles I picked up along the way. When arriving at Zhengdong New District, the intersection of Jinshui Avenue Road North and agricultural east road was still the construction site of Zhengzhou subway. I barely turned it on and looked at the time, only at 5: 30. After strolling for a while, it was dawn. I was looking for the broken figure, because it was inconvenient to carry a bag of bottles. At the intersection of zhengbian Road and Huanghe East Road, I crossed the bridge northward and asked an old lady who was cleaning where there was a shabby one. She said: this piece is newly developed and has not yet been broken. Her voice just came to the ground. I was surprised to see an old man riding a tricycle coming from the South. When he approached, he was sure that he was broken. I stopped him and asked him: Uncle, how to collect the mineral water bottle? He said: five cents each, (at that time, the economic crisis had not passed, and the waste products were also very cheap. The price of all kinds of waste products can no longer be compared with that before the crisis, and the price has dropped by 2/3 than before. In the absence of economic crisis, one bottle was more than a dime.) The uncle and I checked my bottle. Quite a few, less than 200. Not bad, the uncle gave me ten yuan. This is the most unforgettable time for me and also the longest way to pick it up. Of course, what I want to thank is not only the old man I met at that time, but also the light accompanying me all the way. Maybe God should be thanked more. Maybe all these were arranged by God. This ride made me experience the terrain changes of the West high and the East low again. The first feeling was on one day in August, 1991. At night, I felt it on the ride from Dengfeng to Zhengzhou, one slope after another. At that time, there was no light all the way, there is only the curved moon rising slowly after work. What I felt this time was just a slow slope all the way. This ride also made me appreciate the exquisite design of Ruyi Lake in the daytime and Henan Art Center, whose modeling is like three vivid fish swimming towards Ruyi Lake. It amazed me that the designer was designed by a Canadian designer. In the winter of 2008, I worked in Zhengzhou. At that time, I could only enjoy the night view of provincial art center and Ruyi Lake at night. One evening in March, 2010, my wife and another friend went to a friend in Pan Yao. I came out from my friend’s home at. On a north-south road in their village, I seemed to see a wallet on the ground by the light of the tram. I got up when I stopped and bent down, it is indeed a wallet. When I opened the zipper, I found that there were three ten yuan in it, and there was also a medical insurance card for young people. To be honest, if I didn’t have that medical insurance card, I would take the 30 yuan as my own. Because I got a medical insurance card, I planned to call 110 tomorrow and give them the wallet to find the owner. The next morning, on the way to the construction site and after arriving at the construction site, I played 110 several times before the police finished my wish. Later, when I told my friend about it, my friend not only complained about me once. Said: What you picked up in my village, you turn back to me, let me inquire about it in the village. They would show their gratitude after giving it to the owner, but you called the police several times. Not only did no one thank you, but the police spent the 30 yuan, you don’t know either. The owner will not thank you, thinking that you have said that 30 yuan. You are so stupid. I said: I never regret what I have done. Whether I spend or not is their business. I am have a clear conscience. I don’t want to be famous either. I just want to make my heart clean, and I just want to be a person with a clear conscience. Although sometimes it is not enough, I have to work hard for it. Correct the malignancy, focus on kindness, and try your best to be yourself. To be honest, what I pick up is not just for environmental protection. What I pick up is not only discarded things one by one, but also a plot that I don’t want to miss. What I pick up is a concept that accumulates little into much. Of course, there are also many times when they can’t pick up: sometimes they are embarrassed to pick up because of their face; Sometimes they are busy on their way and have no time to pick up; Sometimes they have to leave it to them because of the sanitation workers. Anyway, these are all things outside of the body, and everything can be met but not sought. -Won disliked, Miss sorrow not, all along. 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…