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Over the years, I have lived in a secluded resident Family Hospital, living a relatively leisurely life. Although the salary is not high, I wear cheap clothes all the year round, eat coarse tea and light rice every day, and drink rough green tea, but the happiness index of life is not low. Especially whenever I think about all kinds of hard life of those people in remote mountainous areas, I feel more contented. In the past two years, my work was quite free, especially in the previous days, it was more relaxed. There was almost no job. The Bureau was like taking annual leave, and no one could see the top leader, but people almost all know that the top leaders who cheat the upper and lower levels, take bribes, eat, drink, go whoring and gamble are doing something all day long. Before the NPC and CPPCC meetings in our county-level city were held, several members of the bureau, especially those people who wanted to step up, during that period, for the sake of their own political future and economic interests, all of them were born with evil spirits. They were like black ants on the hot pot platform all day long. They were so anxious that they were working up and down, sweating inside and outside, they would not have walked straight when they were tired. I, a guy who didn’t want to make progress, didn’t know the current affairs and didn’t know how to do. When I went to work, I squatted in the office reading newspapers and reading idle books. Sometimes, I was so lonely that I sat on the sofa meditating, trying to keep my mind calm. That morning, I stood in front of the office window, silently looking at the snowflakes flying all over the sky outside the glass window, when I was bored and didn’t know what to do, suddenly I saw the lonely wintersweet tree in the east corner of the yard downstairs. My eyes suddenly lit up and my mouth muttered involuntarily: one flower, one world, one leaf and one Buddha. Then, without any reason, he sang the song of Mao Zedong in a cadence: wind and rain send spring back, and snow fly to spring. Is Cliff Baizhang ice, still pretty flowers. Qiaoqi does not compete for spring, but only reports Spring. When the Mountains were full of flowers, she laughed in the cluster. The poems express emotions. The wintersweet tree downstairs was full of small yellow flowers. Although it seemed hazy in the heavy snow, a clear picture of wintersweet blooming appeared in my mind. I couldn’t help thinking that if I placed a pot of wintersweet and several pots of flowers on the balcony of my home, watering, fertilizing, weeding, killing insects, pruning and pruning the dead branches and leaves, invisibly, it cultivates interest, enriches life and enhances physical and mental health. If we take raising flowers and serving bonsai as a panacea to release confusion and anxiety, then it will be more elegant and meaningful. Since raising flowers and making bonsai are so fun and wonderful, I will raise flowers for the rest of my life and play with bonsai. I thought about it here, and my mind wandered again. Flowers and bonsai are a strange gardening technique for me! What can I do? I turned around and left the window disappointedly, walking back and forth in the office with anxiety. Hi! Have one! I stopped in front of the computer desk and sat down on the chair with my mouth shouting like this, muttering in my mouth: raising flowers and making bonsai are not very difficult, once done, it must be much easier than being a fair and honest official. In today’s advanced science, there is no master to guide my theoretical knowledge and impart my practical experience. Indirect masters are everywhere. This computer is not the best, is it the most practical tutor. I devoted myself to learning how to take care of flowers and how to make bonsai from the computer. During these days, my heart was much peaceful and my life was much enriched. My stomach trouble for many years unexpectedly recovered inexplicably. I am used to seeing all kinds of life. During the process of raising flowers and making bonsai, I feel that there is such a wonderful taste in my heart. To put it bluntly, serving flowers and making bonsai is just a process, which is a combination of time and art. During the process of playing, I gradually realized that it was not tasteless in real life, but that I lacked a pair of eyes to discover the fun of life in recent years. That afternoon, when I was sitting in front of the computer and silently enjoying a picture of wintersweet bonsai, I suddenly came up with an idea that I was idle all day in the office, why don’t I extract some written materials about flowers and bonsai from the online world, and then make some efforts to modify them and compile a brochure for fun? To be honest, if the pamphlets I edited and revised can be helpful to some relatives and friends who like to serve flowers and make bonsai, isn’t it a good thing! Observe and experience the growth rules of flowers, plants and trees attentively, and then write down your own feelings and experiences to share with you. That is also a kind of happiness! Isn’t everyone enjoying together the true meaning of life! Besides, in the process of making bonsai and compiling books, I am already enjoying the wonderful fun of life. After a period of time, I met readers one after another in the online world with texts about flower and bonsai art knowledge. In the spring of that year, a brochure named bonsai art collection wearing colorful old clothes was born in my office naturally. 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. 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