In ink

Maybe everyone has one or several unrealized dreams, which make you spend your whole life pursuing. Life is only the beauty that comes out, but not the glory that comes out. Without painstaking efforts, there would be no dazzling brilliance. I remember a story whose main idea was that there were two stones, one of which was completely carved into a step and the other was carved into a Buddha statue. In a large temple, thousands of people step up and down on the steps every day, and thousands of people worship Buddha statues every day. Gradually, the first stone began to complain to another stone. We came together. Why are so many people stepping on me and respecting you? Because you only got a few knives and became a step, but I became this Buddha statue after a thousand cuts. After saying that, both stones fell into silence… This philosophical story tells us that no one can succeed casually. Every bright appearance has a tenacious heart, and every successful person has experienced countless failures and setbacks. Not long ago, through the introduction of Lao Xu from Beijing, I met Ding Ding and Manman from Ningxia, both of whom are over 30 years old. Ding Ding is the office director of a senior club, while Manman works in Ningxia TV station. In Manman’s words, her job was to be famous for money, and she couldn’t bear the intrigue of those individuals on the stage, so she opened a jade jewelry store in her spare time. Tintin’s short hair is smart and capable, and Manman’s hair shawl is charming and fair. It is said that I have a jade processing factory doing well. They specially brought a box of large and small jade raw materials from a long distance and asked me to help process them into products. After two months of rushing day and night, dozens of small pieces and brands were delivered, and two big pieces were now in the final stage of light. I don’t know what kind of work Manman does in the TV station. Maybe in logistics, there are also small reporters helping her to see the store, so I have so much time to purchase goods. Manman said that she liked freedom and didn’t like to restrain herself too much. She spent her spare time of work running jewelry stores. I remember that I also had an opportunity more than twenty years ago, and almost became a peer of Manman. That year, I just graduated from high school and helped my parents in a small restaurant. A couple in their thirties on the opposite floor must come to the restaurant to have two bowls of stewed noodles every noon after work. After that, everyone became familiar with each other and learned that the man was working in the county propaganda department and was a reporter, the woman is an engineer. At that time, a television station was not set up in a small county in the 1990 s. One day, the elder brother of the journalist opposite me said to me, “Did you study liberal arts? I A is. He said that the propaganda department was going to recruit a group of high school graduates for training. Two years later, he would be able to work in the newly established TV station. It would be impossible for your uncle, who was the mayor, to say a word, I will recommend you again. Although my mother and I mentioned it, my mother refused to tell my uncle for causing trouble, so I had to give up. A few years later, I went to work in other places. My high school deskmate Qiu was recruited internally because of a relative who was the leader of the town. He became a TV reporter through two years of training. Two or ten years later, I stayed in the south all the time. I would go back only on New Year’s Day. I had never met Qiu. A few days ago, I heard from my friend in my hometown that Qiu did a good job and was about to be promoted to the director of. I didn’t regret for missing that opportunity. Instead, I was lucky to have a freer space and a wider world that made me fly freely. Everyone has a different life path, whether arranged by God or chosen by yourself, as long as you work hard, Oasis will also appear in the desert. Maybe influenced by my father, I liked reading books since I was a child. When I was a child, there was no clothes in my wardrobe and books were all over. My father had no savings and bought all the books except the living expenses. In the 1970 s and 1980 s, my father also asked my third uncle to buy books from the mainland and send them to him, this matter I am heard from my father later. After reading too many books, I always think that one day I can make some touching stories with the unrestrained imagination like the authors of those books. Being a writer was a ridiculous thought that he overtook in his childhood. However, this dream was like a thing he liked very much with him all the time, and finally he was thrown into the river of time due to the tossing of life, and there was no place to salvage. Until two years ago, I wandered aimlessly on the Internet and was attracted by beautiful articles one by one in the space of netizens. I followed my steps and browsed those literary websites, which were online prose, original literature in good mood, prose bar and so on all make me linger. Finally, I couldn’t help being eager to have a try and published some messy words. Now I think it is rubbish. Two years of hard work, though still like a toddler baby, but on the way of writing, every step made people happy, even if they fell down, they got up and walked. The winter solstice is the coldest day of the year in the South. After New Year’s Day, I feel that spring is back again. The sun warmed through the narrow lane of the wide street. The sky was blue without any cloud. The south wind blew the colorful kerchief around the neck very comfortably. I feel that the four seasons are very similar to a person’s life. Spring is a carefree childhood, lively and lovely; Summer is like a passionate and passionate teenager; Autumn is a quiet and distant middle age with light clouds and breeze; winter is quiet and wise old age. Each season has different connotations and unique beauty. Maybe only those who are careful can experience it. Walking through the long time corridor, every life will leave a long or short projection. I was intoxicated in the incense of ink, looking for lost dreams in the incense of ink. Many years later, I just wanted to prove that I had been to this world and left a few skew footprints. I always think that people who love laughing will not have bad luck, and good people will certainly have more blessings. If you don’t trust me lightly, people will live up to me; If you don’t trust me lightly, I will live up to others. The poetic life originates from the romantic feelings in the heart. I just want to keep this window Moon, a curtain of dreams and a yard of flowers; With this piano, a book and a pot of tea. I don’t want to wake up in this dream full of ink fragrance all my life. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

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