Life

Wen/Ren Zuoping QQ524922862 in the morning, the cool wind, the feeling of cold blowing on the body, but had to complete a mission, a program, a rule of life, the so-called work, day after day, has become a habit of life, a chapter, have to integrate into the same crowd, in order to make a living, for their relatives, and for their better living-inscription in the morning, still in my sleep, the tired alarm clock will always wake me up at that moment, six o’clock, the first time, one alarm, two, repeatedly singing the music integrated into my mood, in Tian Zhen’s album “waiting”, the sadness of music makes my heart deeper, because only at the moment when music and heart blend together can I feel sleepy and force myself not to feel tired and clear up my brain, wait a moment, turn off the alarm clock, open the mobile phone web page, and see if the submitted manuscript has been selected and approved, and whether it has been displayed on the home page. This mood has become a habit. Sometimes, at the moment I opened the webpage, my heart was filled with relief, because the manuscript had been approved and displayed on the homepage. Sometimes I felt disappointed that some manuscripts had not been reviewed, I told myself that maybe the editor was too busy to edit and review the manuscript, and maybe I needed to wait some more time. So I put down the phone and thought quietly for a while, then got up and dressed. Start brushing your teeth, washing your face, washing your hair, arranging your hairstyle and clothes, brushing your shoes and making your bed. Then, turn off the router and all the power supply, and see if there are any neglected places, look at the decent clothes, the house is clean and tidy, carry your shoulder bag, lock the door, and then go to work. At the moment, the clock was at half past six. The alley was a little quiet. Almost a few people walked. When walking through the alley to the main street, they would see pedestrians with different directions. They should be office workers like me, who were also in a hurry. Crossing the stone bridge, I felt the wind in the morning, especially cool, the cold feeling blowing on my body, the biting cold, a little cold but helpless, because I didn’t go to work with a pleasant mood, instead, I think work is a kind of procedure, a kind of mission of my own, in order to be more fulfilling and better alive. On the way, the bustling street scenery is still, but I don’t feel refreshed. I just walk the same way every day, in the same mood, arrive at the place where I go to work, the supermarket, China Resources Vanguard, and go through the staff passageway, I came to the fitting room, changed the casual clothes, put on the work clothes, and then went to get breakfast, milk and bread, which was like this every day. Seeing that the bread was really unappealing to eat, I simply didn’t eat it and put the breakfast in the wardrobe, at 7 o’clock, I went to the store to start work, tidied up the work table, and then sold it. At 9 o’clock, I would get used to feeling a stomachache because I knew I was hungry, usually, as long as you are hungry, you will have a stomachache, then eat something, and the pain will recover immediately. At nine o’clock, the goods in the store were ready. Now you can go to have breakfast, take out milk and bread, come to the restaurant, make a cup of boiled water, and eat the breakfast reluctantly because you don’t like sweets, so bread is considered the most difficult food, but it is a pity to throw the free breakfast, so I ate it reluctantly. I can not be hungry for the time being, take a break to drink a glass of water, and then go to the store to continue working, during this period, we just tidy up the table and don’t let the goods be scattered. At eleven o’clock, go to have breakfast, the unit’s fast food, steamed buns, all kinds of meals, you can buy a meal to eat in the restaurant, the meal time is one hour, leave the restaurant at twelve o’clock to continue working, replenish the goods and tidy up the table, hoping to sell more goods and increase the gross profit. As a working partner, of course, I hope that the higher the gross profit is, the better I can get the bonus I should pay. At three o’clock, during normal off-duty hours, I felt happy at this moment, because I could finally play without scruple, confirm that there is no need to hold regular meetings, and then run faster than rabbits, quickly leave the hypermarket, go to the fitting room to change work clothes, clock in and out of work, sometimes, it is also convenient to buy dishes, daily necessities, and then go home. On the way home, I will feel completely relaxed, because the rest of the time belongs to me. At this moment, I will walk slowly, turn on the mobile phone, look at the circle of friends, and see all the dynamics of the mobile phone, go home with a mood that others cannot understand. However, my brain has never had a rest. I can think while walking. There are too many details to think about. Except myself, no one knows what I am thinking, five-flavor thoughts, sweet, bitter and bitter, but too many times, I get used to thinking, thinking about my so-called theme manuscripts, soul words from my heart, and letting go of my depressed mood. Maybe I am too silent when I am calm. Here, thoughts always dance and meditate in words. When I went home and opened the door, I suddenly had inspiration in the conception. I opened the mobile phone notes, began to express my feelings and words, began to sort out manuscripts, and sometimes wrote some short stories, sentences, poems, essays and different genres. After finishing the draft, I will wash my face and have a shower at the first time, and then Cook. I will turn on the computer during the time of cooking and eating, and turn on the music that integrates into my mood to relax myself, let your heart blend with music. After dinner, I will choose the submission platform and publish the sorted manuscripts on the platform. During this period, it will take a long process, typesetting, modification, and select some pictures of the submission application, until I feel that I am very satisfied with all the processes. I will pay attention to every detail, a punctuation mark, a paragraph, one more text, one less, and one wrong, which are totally impossible until I am completely satisfied. After submitting the manuscript, I will read some friends’ articles, some trends on the web page, and my own article website. We Media will open Baidu, check and search “Ren Zuoping”, looking at those articles approved and received by Baidu, you can see that my submission platform was found in Baidu at the first time, and then I would be pleased to share the articles approved and received, hoping that more readers will pay attention to it, giving the most insightful review is a sense of achievement. Although sometimes they would exchange for a little small contribution fee, they would be extremely excited and happy for several days. This happy mood was the happiest moment. However, many platforms do not have remuneration for contributions, but they still submit contributions day after day. Writing has become a habit, which is completely subject to thoughts. They do not care what the genre of writing is, and will insist on writing every day, it has become an inevitable procedure and a habit in my life. I didn’t turn off the computer until it was very late every day, and then lay on the bed to continue my hobbies. Every day like this, from getting up to getting off work to midnight, became a program, A chapter, a rule, my own life program. I spent the spring, summer, autumn and winter year after year. Every time after finishing the draft, I always touched myself at the first time and cried for my sad, gray, decadent and desperate words, I can’t remember how many times this sentiment is. I am used to expressing my own feelings, pouring out my own soul words, taking myself as the theme, opening my heart, letting myself go, and making my true self more real. To express my true feelings, truth is close to reality, from the bottom of my heart, without any cover, true monologue, even a sentence, is also the most real words in my heart, this is me, my true self, a dancer of soul, a clown dancing alone, and my own mood and mood. 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