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Literature, as the most active spirit beating in human spiritual genealogy, has always maintained the foundation of sense, wisdom and emotion of social people: either weaving the fragrant garland of pure people or digging the dark tombs of devils. Literature is also a kind of self-conscious life awareness or consciousness state, and is often regarded as a spiritual coat of a certain period of history or real life, she resorted to emotion or used for reality or was collected by civilization. The great use of literature is in the hidden end of social and human spiritual activities, at the end of emotional interest, at the top of the heart or shock to Heaven, at the scene of surprise or gratitude, there are all the ups and downs in the interweaving place of reality and ideal. This is also an important factor that literature can be the spiritual communion of human beings and can make people grow independently and freely. When I looked back after going through the road of life for more than half a century, in my memory, it was a timid and pure little boy who seemed to have been staying under a shady tree 40 years ago, picking up the leaves floating randomly on the tree. That was the imagination of a literary dream which was almost suspected to be premature and could support the whole low winter sky. Under the tree, I was already half an old man, while the sensitive child and the tree were frozen and regarded as a footnotes about literature. Because, what kind of bizarre will a child’s pursuit of literature have under the current situation of today’s era when literature is generally dispelled. I admit and understand that different characteristics of the times and social needs determine the influence of literature on the real existence, but I firmly believe that children or young people love or pursue any form of literature, what people who may cultivate the society must possess only exists in the generosity and openness of literature. At present, the screenshots of life full of material desire are noisy and pale, which makes it difficult for people to feel the graceful and quiet beauty of mind while traveling. Of course, studying literature is to understand life through humanity, to let the mood of being entangled by common things be warmed by the spring breeze, and to be a visual platform for literature to observe life, people who walk into literature can walk freely between things and situations and become open-minded and more than capable. The essence of learning and reading literature is also creating people’s broad feelings. Walking in Zhang village is the warm-up of my every literary thinking. The river is like a mirror, which can reflect all kinds of things and events. There is accumulation at the bottom of the water, which is enough to be associated with humanity, history, Heaven and nature. Although it is not the lotus pond under Zhu Ziqing’s pen and above his mood, it is enough to fulfill my literary thinking and writing every time, and make the restless soul achieve comfortable immersion again and again. Although Zhang Cun is neither the starting point of my literature nor the end point of my literary life, to be exact, she must be an important node in my perceptual literary process. Of course, I also know that the intimacy between Zhang Cun and me does not affect her posture and the independence of her inner quality at all, because she can always keep alive without looking for the four seasons, however, I may often feel exhausted and depressed, much like a restless and drowning fish in the river. As a teacher, facing numerous students, I can’t think about the reality with the literary mind and manage my life with the ideal goodness and beauty because of some kind of teaching design problem, the anxiety and depression in the heart cannot be expressed in words. Don’t know younger disciple with sense read geometric? I hope my gentle and quiet mind for literature can give our Zhang Cun with the same quiet and beautiful river water and this text implanted with some literary appeals, give us a few cheers for the perfection we are eagerly looking forward. 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…

Please not

Xiaoni once again ushered in a new task, which was to borrow the craft in her warehouse regularly, and when the craft content was changed, she informed the borrowing staff one by one to change the page number content. No, Xiaoni started the work she had repeated many times again. She picked up the phone from the studio and informed them one by one: Hey! Hello! Your craft needs to be changed! Thank you! Please come here to change the borrowing process! After an hour, Xiaoni finally put down the phone with dry mouth, took a breath, and there was only one person left. Once the notice was finished, the craft left in the warehouse could be replaced. But it was this person who made Xiaoni hesitate and hesitate. Was it a phone call? If she doesn’t fight, it will affect her work. Let’s fight. Although this difficult girl is Xiaoni’s classmate, she always complains repeatedly and grieved in every Notice. It’s OK if she just listens to complaints, xiaoni could only make many noises in her ears, but the communication with this female classmate made contributions with her own mobile phone. In her classmate’s mouth, this contact information was euphemistically called “more direct and faster” by her, it is more convenient than using office public telephone. Therefore, the poor public telephone in her office retired. As a result, every time Xiaoni listened to her complaints and nagging, she became a precious word. This time, Xiaoni stared at the name of her classmate in the mobile phone in a daze. Xiaoni understood that it was very important to change the version. If the version was not replaced properly, it would cause quality problems of the product. Every data in it, every paragraph of words is related to the quality of the product, but every time I call, the long complaint turns into a huge weight, and Xiaoni can’t breathe. For Xiaoni, whose monthly income is only 2,000, this telephone bill is accumulated day by day, which is also a lot of pressure. However, Xiaoni still endured the dissatisfaction and heartache in her heart and dialed the phone. The beep in the phone hurt Xiaoni’s eardrum. With a Bang, the phone was connected, and Xiaoni spoke hurriedly: Hello! Where! Hello! Your craft needs to be changed! Then, a paragraph of words came: Why change the version again? Didn’t I just change it? Why is this version changing endless! Xiaoni’s head is getting bigger! You said! What did you change? What model? What? Who changed the craft? A series of questions made Xiaoni stunned. She stared at the phone sadly. One second, one minute, ten minutes, and twenty minutes passed like running water. Xiaoni seemed to see the clashing coins flowing away in the water, the colic inside is really called helplessness. Fan’s nagging still spread around my ears: Don’t bother me to nag you. I’m not going well either. There are many jobs and complicated things. It takes me a lot of energy to add your version change! And you inform me to change the version so frequently, you go to discuss with the technical unit, and let them not take the change as a meal! Xiaoni had a black line. This unreasonable request was that the factory task should be carried out and the progress of the unit should be carried out. However, she asked herself to ask others to postpone the work. Xiaoni almost vomited blood. Nagging is going on. Why did you say I was in a bad mood last time? Why am I not good? I said something more to you just because we are friends. Don’t be annoyed. I just say something and complain. You have to learn how to work, don’t change the version so actively! Xiaoni couldn’t bear it, so she had to say to fan: Sister, can you understand me. We are working on our own phone. You can’t forgive me. I only earn 2,000 yuan per month. Please help me save it! Your salary is low. You tell the leader. I didn’t take you as an outsider, so I told you so much. And you usually use a public phone and other people’s notice, just use a mobile phone with me, how much can it cost? Xiaoni wanted to cry helplessly. So, Xiaoni thought, even if the notice was in place, cruel, hang up. Therefore, Xiaoni hurried to say that I was informed and I hung up first! No hanging! You haven’t made it clear, how can I change the version? Xiaoni’s tone was already anxious: that’s it. It has been almost half an hour. I can’t communicate with you for half an hour every day for changing the version. I can’t stand it! After saying that, he hung up the phone and took a long breath. Therefore, Xiaoni thought in her heart: if she regards work as a burden and imposes her own burden on others, it can be regarded as a plot to kill others’ lives. There are always people invisibly, cutting others with an invisible knife and taking it as happiness is also called cruelty! Therefore, Xiaoni shouted out the words accumulated in her heart: Please don’t complain about you in my world! Please don’t let me pay for your complaint! 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…

Lonely

Grow up lonely sad people, don’t cry, we are all the same, born lonely. Face every heartbreak with your smile, because we are born Lonely This is a song of uncle Wang Feng born lonely. I don’t know why, I always like Wang Feng’s songs very much. Maybe Wang Feng is a singer who writes lyrics with his life, compose songs with his heart and sings with his soul. Or maybe it is because of the stubbornness that I think there seems to be some kind of spiritual thinking between us. It sounds strange. How could a legendary figure standing at the peak of rock and roll have something to do with a little girl with yellow hair. But I really understood my heart from Uncle’s song. Loneliness is full of power! From the innocent child to the ignorant girl, and now I seem to grow into the lonely and silent youth with only a blink of an eye. Maybe time is really like a blink of an eye, so that now I feel empty, often holding such a mentality: a person, a lifetime, always go! Although there are many friends around me, I still feel lonely. How greedy I wish someone could understand me, that kind of understanding, needless to say, no need to do, just a look, or a slight expression, you will understand me. We can talk together, laugh together, cry together, play together, and more often we are silent together, let naked souls communicate with each other, listen quietly to those voices that are easy to be ignored in our hearts! I looked for it, never stopped or thought about giving up, but after all, bosom friends were hard to find. They were in a hurry on the road, and I stood on the crowded alley with weak strength, gradually submerged in the colorful and noisy colorful world. I began to sigh, as if a lost child, helpless but more helpless. I want to shout loudly, where is my one, he or she? When and where can we meet, meet and know each other? I asked myself softly whether you are looking for another self at the other end of the world like me. Looking for you is fruitless, lonely I walk alone on the long road of life. When it rains, I really want to ask whether the city you are in is also raining and whether you have an umbrella? But I held back, because I was afraid that you said you didn’t bring an umbrella, but there was nothing I could do. When it was dark, I was still walking on the road. The dim street lamps were flashing, as if the ghostly eyes were pulling a trace of evil eyes. I was afraid, so I kept walking, but I didn’t know where to go. In the dark front, is there a familiar and strange figure? I, tired and tired, could not move forward any more, and forgot the direction of returning to the place where I started. I could only stand here, crouching down and holding my knees, and began to sob gently. Tears streamed across my cheeks, leaving only mottled tears. At this moment, my slightly quivering shoulders just matched my trembling heart. The world is still prosperous and beautiful, and I will not stop running because of my crying. It is just that my sadness of one person and one world is gradually lost by the world on the way to the more noisy. Dragging my tired body, I slowly came to the Blue Lake. Facing the rippling water, the calm and restrained water, and a little rippling in my heart, my eyes couldn’t help becoming gentle, we cannot bear to break the peaceful world of lake water. I can’t count how many days and nights I have fallen in love with you. Your quietness, your beauty and your gentleness all make me love you deeply. I want to plunge into your arms, feel your tenderness and comfort my restless heart because of you. I want to see what the underwater world looks like, whether there is my bosom friend, whether it is similar to the garden in my dream? But my friend said to me: there is also you in the water, don’t let her disappear! I didn’t understand, but finally I smiled, stopped my steps slowly approaching the center of the water, looked at another me, and smiled. The world is still the world, and I am not the original me. Now I am still lonely, but I am no longer looking for you in my dream. Now I know how to bear loneliness, feel loneliness and enjoy the loneliness that only belongs to me. I believe that loneliness is the best time to talk with myself. Only through it can we truly understand the meaning of life and live alone! Sitting quietly in the library, holding a book braving the fragrance of light books, reading carefully word by word, immersed in the author’s pen tip and learning the author’s way of survival, to comprehend the author’s soul and thought. This kind of loneliness is not a kind of luck, learning, feeling and growing in loneliness! It is said that the process of growing up is painful, maybe it is right, just like the pain of breaking cocoons into butterflies is the only way for small caterpillar. In order to become a beautiful butterfly, what about sleeping for a while, just stand on the world with the most beautiful attitude for the future self. At this time, I was just an ugly caterpillar. Loneliness turned into a pupa shell that bound me. When I broke my pupa, it is bound to flash its own light in the vast sea of people! For the light, are you willing to be lonely? Maybe you on the other side are also lonely, with no social atmosphere of the world in your eyes, only another one can watch the flowers bloom and fall quietly. Maybe we are all the same. We grow up alone but stubbornly. We gradually know how to hide loneliness and learn to grow up in loneliness! Do yourself well, ignore the noise of the society, hurry up and learn more survival skills. One day, we will meet the best of ourselves at a certain corner! From tomorrow on, I would like to be alone to make this chaotic life simple. Stop and go, look at the world, wander towards the distant place with the song of uncle, I feel my whole body is full of strength, and I understand that loneliness should also grow stubbornly! I know, in this world, there is another person waiting for me, just like waiting for him, always lonely for him. No matter when, where, anyway, I know there is always such a person. Therefore, I am growing up lonely now! 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…