Month: November 2015

Town Hill little people

It is true that the literati in the ancient way are indifferent to each other. However, at present, fortunately, I didn’t get into the ranks of their so-called literati, or else I would really slap myself in the mouth today. To be honest, I have never understood the meaning of the four words “literati ignore each other. Today, in order to understand it, I specially Baidu: literati despise each other, which has been the case since ancient times. Fu Yi and Ban Gu have the same humanistic talent, regardless of the competition. However, Ban Gu despises Fu Yi. He said in a letter to his younger brother Ban Chao: fu Wuzhong became an official in the history of Lantai because he was able to write articles. (but) he wrote a thousand words, which was unknown. Ordinary people are always good at seeing their own advantages. However, there is not only one genre in articles, and few people are good at all genres, therefore, everyone always despises what others are not good at with what they are good at. As the saying goes in the village, if there is a broken broom at home, it will also be regarded as valuable, this is my fault. After reading it, I suddenly became enlightened. The unaccustomed to this phenomenon immediately felt relieved consciously. Nowadays, I live in this small city by Poyang Lake. For a long time, it seems that the literary style is very strong, and the literary atmosphere is also very strong. As early as the early 1990 s, when I just entered the city, I heard a lot of stories about those old predecessors in the literary and art circles who were persistent in writing, and some good words praising their pursuit spirit of literature, after listening to them, I really envy them in my heart. However, on the contrary, I also heard a lot of stories about literati ignoring each other among them. If you don’t believe it, you can see from the situation that the literary newspaper office of Poyang Lake was divided into three parts and became the Three Kingdoms, which was the most powerful evidence at that time. (Make a statement: I am only talking about the matter here, and never mean to blame anyone.) The main reason for this is that literati care each other. Everyone, you don’t agree with me, I don’t agree with you, everyone has to fight for the first place in the world before giving up. The prosperity of a good culture was made into a mess, and in the end, the number was damaged, which was of no benefit. How much effort did they spend and how much good time did they ruin? I thought it was a pity for them for these years. I thought that with the change of personnel, I couldn’t resist the natural law of birth, aging, illness and death. If I left, it would be peace in the world. Unexpectedly, someone said again: Now xxx is dead, now in this small city, I can no longer find an opponent. The implication is that I am the first in the world. Here, I want to kindly remind him that there is no second Lu Xun in China and no second Gorky can be found in the world, how many Lev Nikolayevich Tolstoy can you find in the world? What are your virtues and talents? Can I compare with them? If you just want to get someone who is the best in the world to wear, then we will send you to the top of Nanshan Mountain. Nanshan, that is the highest place in this small city! Should Confucius be the largest Saint in China? Everyone worships him and worships him. I was thinking that if he had been alive till now, his works would not have selling points as those of Han Han and Guo Jingming. Believe it or not? He said as early as more than 2,000 years ago that there must be my teacher in the three people’s way. It can be seen that he didn’t think he was the first in the world? In China, who dares to compare with him in terms of culture? One day during the dinner, someone asked me why I could only pass the examination of xiaoduchang Normal University, while he passed the examination of Normal University in the province, and asked me why I couldn’t pass the examination at that time, the meaning is very disdainful. I don’t blame him at all. The only thing to blame is that I am not good at my studies and ashamed of the cultivation of my parents and teachers. I feel ashamed because I can’t give my parents and teachers a long face. However, after all, a good school doesn’t mean how capable he is. It happened that the man who covered his head in this small town and stepped on him, but he was a barefoot man who didn’t even graduate from junior high school, the big brother of the workers. Thinking of this, I feel a little ridiculous. To be honest, I have smeared something impromptu due to my excitement over the past few years, and I also know that it is difficult to be elegant. As a friend, he should encourage me in every way, it’s right to help each other improve. However, he was anxious to kill me with a stick. Language extremely indelicate. He said that every time I kept farming, I just struggled with him, contending for high and low levels, and said a lot of dirty words that greatly lost the level of a educated man. I remember that there is a jargon in literature and art circles called character is character. From his performance, I think his character is not so good. Originally, because he was the predecessor of literature and art circle and older than me, I always respected him. Now, deep in my consciousness, his previous tall image has been destroyed by himself. I feel it is a pity. He also said that he was no longer willing to write. Once he wanted to write, what he wrote would be boutique. I know I am can’t do it! I just want to improve myself by writing constantly. Old saying goes: qinnengbuzhuo. I am also sure that every word written by any master in this world is a boutique, otherwise, this master will be too convenient. He always remembered to pretend to be profound with the dignity of a teacher, with an unpredictable posture. But he also needs to know: Teacher, preach, teach and dispel doubts. If one can’t preach, the other can’t teach, and the third can’t solve doubts, where can I ask others to learn from? Where do you save yourself? If a person wants others to respect himself, then he must respect others first. This can’t be achieved by fighting with others, let alone relying on the old and selling the old! Moreover, why do we have to fight for something in our small city? Even if the competition is fierce and the noise is great, it will be considered as the top if you are offered to the top of Nanshan Mountain? Although Nanshan is the highest in a small city, although we know that Nanshan is in the same line of mountains, it is a mountain that is too small to be small and can never be tall, therefore, it is doomed that this group of people in our small city will always be nobody, at most, just as good as Nanshan. Another point is that you can’t control others’ hands and feet, lock others’ hands and feet, and prevent others from working when you don’t do it yourself, which is unrealistic. Don’t you hear what you don’t want to do to others? He kept saying that I have a utilitarian heart. I really don’t know where my utility lies? I have been living in the second line in recent years. I wanted to spend the lonely time with words, but I didn’t expect that I was so ashamed. I really felt bored and helpless, so I had to smile coldly! Now, things are over. I think we should be friends as friends? In a word, there is one thing I must stick to, which is to write my heart by myself and do my own things by others. I very favor writer Jane heart view: In literature, I wish to be a farmer, driving a pen, 1.1 point plowed life, text of seed deep, Jiyun, vomits to shout, internalization into word pupae. In the season of surging life, the roots of words spread freely, breaking the ground and jointing Jane’s heart also said: writing, I only regard it as a way of walking, real, casual, freedom. It is another self-expression. This self, What is more is opening rather than concealing, the inner heart is an expression of original call. I should be in line with teacher Jane. If I have such a state of mind, it should be the highest level I pursue in my life. I will write and do it seriously, but I will never squeeze into the ranks of so-called literati to be a contemptuous literati. The words “literati are light to each other” have already made my mind tremble!

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Standing on the threshold of the youth

Youth is the boundary between yin and yang! Wedge I stood on the noisy Cross Street, recalling our past. I watched the crowd around me, and through the noisy crowd, I saw your ever-changing face and my youth were growing old in a slow way. Standing in the waiting room in the open air, I saw the painted Mirror of Time reflected my past and yours. You passed my life, but you couldn’t accompany me to old age. I miss you in a sentimental form in this noisy street. I stand at the end of the tail of youth and pay tribute to you in a sigh. However, it is still impossible to trace back the happy time of the past through the white transparent glass wall of time. Memories are like Zhang Dawang sweeping through my back. He fettered me in a lazy way. I saw the immature face of you and me in the old days through clear images. They are like a grand visual feast floating back and forth in the deep of my heart. Then it quickly fades in a fast-changing attitude, leaving only the inexplicable sobs in the air. Your beautiful eyes clearly show my haggard face. Your voice drifted uneasily beside my clear ears. They stay in the air for a long time. I see that youth is looking back in a rapidly changing posture. Freeze in memory the day you and I met each other. I saw your smiling figure gradually expanding into a circle in the center of my eyes, but the original gorgeous color faded out in negligence, only one star of black and white is left in the deep memory. I often wonder whether I can stand at the end of youth’s tail without smiling tears if youth does not end with this tragedy. Perhaps, you are just a lonely memory of me. Therefore, I can remember my once beautiful or not very beautiful things in this crack of time. However, who can stop the sorrow of fate and those inexplicable helplessness. I see your face is clear and vague. They left indelible marks in my past youth. But now, I can only sigh alone through the river of fleeting years. Or maybe, my youth is just a grand tearful feast. Therefore, I can sigh in the deep eyes of time for the blank promise that is no longer possible, and I can still live a life that I think I am satisfied without heart after you turn around. I heard your cold voice without any emotion, which existed clearly in the real memory, but now I can only recall him in a sentimental way. Standing on the threshold of youth, I miss all the past. I saw that all those memories were washed away quietly by the fleeting time, and then only a large blank was left. Then in a sudden gap of time, I understood that all of them did not exist any more. Standing on the threshold of youth, I doubted the grand feast of youth, and then I understood at a certain moment. Perhaps, everything once was just imagination in my mind. Standing on the threshold of youth, I looked up to the past, but suddenly I was forced to understand: perhaps, just as someone said that my youth had not begun yet, my old age had come.

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Accept years of hospitality

[Introduction] pursue a colorful life. Being in a tense state for a long time and always working, it is hard to avoid feeling that life is tasteless and can not lift the spirit. At this time, a relatively colorful life can be arranged, which is the best way to eliminate psychological pressure and negative emotions.

Life is short, everything should be easy to think about, maintain psychological balance anytime and anywhere, believe in yourself, hold the normal heart, stay calm, smile often, walk leisurely, and live a happy life. Don’t expect happiness every day, but expect more happiness every day. Indeed, life is complicated. No matter what things you encounter, you should think it over. There should not be any helplessness in the short life course; life exists in many harsh conditions in the world, which is enough to show the toughness and richness of life; If you still don’t know how cute you are, then it is better to accept the hospitality of the years. Everyone is an elite. Don’t look down upon yourself or slack off at all. Don’t expect yourself to be perfect. Some people like to compare themselves with others. I am always sad and frustrated when I see others soaring. In fact, everyone has his own life path, and everyone also has his own lifestyle and happy way. If you ask yourself too much, then you will be frustrated all day long, which is no different from asking yourself for trouble, or doing things with perfect requirements, and asking yourself almost nitpick, and often blaming yourself for small flaws. As a result, the victim is still himself. Everyone has their own shining points. Thinking about their own advantages, setting goals and requirements within their own abilities wisely, and knowing how to appreciate their own achievements will naturally make them feel comfortable. In order to avoid frustration, it is better to set goals and requirements within the scope of one’s own abilities wisely, estimate one’s own abilities correctly and appreciate one’s achievements. Every time I finish a small goal, I encourage myself. Gradually, confidence and happiness will come back to us. Don’t be demanding perfection. The world is not perfect at first, not in the past, not in the present, nor in the future. It is originally presented to us in the form of defects. Don’t expect others too much. People’s mood will be disturbed by the outside world. When you place your hope on others, you are doomed to be happy and there is not much left. In fact, everyone also has their own advantages and disadvantages, length, why have to ask others to cater to their own requirements? Put hope on yourself, as long as you work hard, you will reap joy. Remember, the greater hope you have for yourself, the more efforts you will make; The greater hope you have for others, the greater disappointment you will be. Therefore, don’t expect too much from others. Some people place their hopes on others. If the other party fails to meet their own requirements, they will be greatly disappointed. In fact, everyone has his own ambition, and everyone has his own advantages and disadvantages. Why do you have to ask others to cater to your own requirements? In addition, everyone’s ability is different. In a group, people with strong ability will also have people with relatively weak ability. Therefore, there is no need to require all people to have the same quality as you. Only when the five fingers are different can the fist be the most powerful. If you find that your colleague is not as high as you expect, praise and learn once you find his advantages, Work happily with him in order to learn from each other’s strong points and make progress with each other. Don’t compete with others everywhere. Some people’s psychological imbalance is entirely due to the fact that they compete with people everywhere, forcing themselves to be in a state of tension. In fact, harmony is the most important thing for people to get along with. As long as you don’t regard others as rivals in your heart, others may not be enemies with you. Many people are competitive and like to compare with others most. Seeing others are better than themselves, their psychology is unbalanced, which forces them to be in a state of tension frequently. Especially when you see that people who are not as capable as you are valued by leaders, you will be furious, and many mistakes or gaffes will arise spontaneously. In fact, this is not necessary. It is really good to use an advertisement to say hello to everyone. We are all colleagues. We work together and help each other. Whoever has good things will feel happy and happy. Pour out troubles with friends. Hiding All depression in the bottom of my heart will only make me unhappy. It is better to tell your inner troubles to your friends and friends, and you will feel comfortable immediately. Pouring out can achieve the balance between inner feelings and external stimulation, and eliminate disasters and diseases. When encountering misfortune, annoyance and unsatisfactory things, don’t be depressed and depressed, and bury your mind deep in your heart. Instead, pour out these annoyance to the people you depend on, calm-minded and considerate, it’s OK to talk to yourself, and to the animals around you. Communicate with people frequently. Frequent communication with superiors, colleagues, friends and family members can relieve my nervousness and get some new working methods and ideas, which is a good method. Forget those that should be forgotten. Forget Troubles, sorrow, bitterness, frustration, yesterday, yourself, others’ harm to you, friends’ betrayal to you, and fragile feelings, forget about the shame and shame you once had, and so on, so that you can be optimistic and open-minded. The road of life is tortuous and bumpy. If you laugh off the social attachments such as honor and disgrace, wealth, poverty, slander, jealousy, sorrow and so on, then you will be relieved and your mind will be balanced. Pursue a colorful life. Being in a tense state for a long time and always working, it is hard to avoid feeling that life is tasteless and can not lift the spirit. At this time, a relatively colorful life can be arranged, which is the best way to eliminate psychological pressure and negative emotions. When engaging in activities you like, such as playing chess, playing cards, drawing, fishing, basketball and so on, the depressed mood will naturally be relieved gradually. Besides, there are many splendors and splendors in life, not only work, of course, work is what everyone should strive for, but we also need to work with work and rest to have a better rest, work with a better posture. Do more good things for others. Always help others to do good things. The advantage of doing this is that it can improve self-consciousness and realize the great role of good deeds, thus obtaining great spiritual pleasure. We hope to have a sound personality and become a thoughtful person, so we can strengthen our self-cultivation. The process of doing good is the process of self-improvement of morality. I often do good things and give kindness to others, and I also get happiness. Just as some friends said: do good things, get happiness, balance psychology; Do good things, get comfort from the heart, feel Steadfast; Others react, get encouragement, happy mood. Start from yourself and be kind to others. Only in this way can we have more and better friends.

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Enjoy simple life

[Introduction] in this materialistic real society, I don’t like that kind of life which is full of light and wine, but yearn for a simple and plain life. Because simplicity is a kind of purity, and plain is a kind of reality. For me, plain life is not only a material reflection, but also a spiritual enjoyment and pursuit.

The cottage is in the human world, but there is no car and horse. I asked you how can you do, and you felt a distant heart. Picking chrysanthemum under the eastern fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountain is beautiful, and the birds come back. This have true meaning, for defense has forget words. This is the quiet and plain life described by Tao Yuanming in returning to the garden. Everyone’s life is just a drop in the ocean, which vanishes in a flash. Time goes by silently and lives in peace. Since the second meikai had a person who loved me, I had a comfortable home, which was the harbor where my body and mind stayed. In the days when I live with my lover, some people will clean up the house when it is messy, some people will clean the clothes when it is dirty, and some people will cook when they are hungry, after using the bowl and chopsticks, some people will wash and wash every day. Although they live a plain and trivial life with plain clothes and light tea, sweet and bitter taste, they live such a full life. A cup of food, a cup of drink, will not change its happiness. A peaceful and peaceful life is indeed a wonderful enjoyment for me. It slowed down the pace of life and made me more calm and calm. I think this is not a happy life? What is love in the world? Let people live and die! How many Spoony men and women in the world of mortals love each other to death, but what is love on earth? No one can explain clearly for thousands of years. I have longed for and longed for a vigorous love, and I have also loved passionately and finally felt lonely just like fireworks, empty leaves the beauty of the past swaying deep in my memory. After experiencing so many ups and downs, twists and turns, and stumbling life, my requirement for love will no longer be as passionate and unrestrained as in novels or movies, I also understand that only plain love and plain life can last long. When I was lonely, I learned a lot and realized that the possession around me is the most real, and the plain life is the life of supporting each other. In this materialistic society, I don’t like that kind of life which is full of wine, but I am longing for a simple and plain life. Because simplicity is a kind of purity, and plain is a kind of reality. For me, plain life is not only a material reflection, but also a spiritual enjoyment and pursuit. I fell in love with a person, so I also fell in love with everything about her, and even more fell in love with this world, presenting ordinary love stories every day. Plain love is scattered in every detail of my plain life. Maybe it is just a plain and caring word, or just a plain and gentle expression of eyes, which is enough to warm my life. Plain life is also flowery red and Willow Green, showing poetic scenery everywhere. In fact, plain is life, plain is happiness, and plain is enjoyment. Enjoy the plain life, and my soul will get a kind of relief, edification, infection and baptism; Enjoy the plain life, and my soul will be filled with poetry and warmth every day.

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Well-being of life journey long

It rained in winter for two days one after another, but it stopped today. The weather was becoming dry from humidity. I was also returning to the orderly working day from the overidle weekends. According to my previous habit, I listened to music while working. I turned the sound of the card instert stereo very low, so low that only I could hear it. I like that. Everything is reasonable, harmonious and beautiful. Today’s office seems extremely quiet, because the two talkative people have not been in place, and the rest are working quietly. The weather is neither cold nor hot. Everything is so good, as if it was arranged in advance. “California hotel” is playing in the stereo. I can’t remember how many times I have listened to it. This song is very suitable for me and for any emotional state. I listen to it when my mood is relaxed, and I also listen to it when my mood is prosperous. Music can always comfort my mood, stay calm and prosper with me. Someday sremember,someday sforget, some days are still fresh in memory, some days are nowhere to be seen. Life and Life are roughly like this. A teacher gently called me and motioned me to look out of the window behind her. Before I passed, I figured out what she wanted me to see. However, my heart was still slightly surprised: all the disputes finally led to the irrevocable fact. I went to have a look, as if I wanted to prove it to myself. Outside the window, you can overlook the roof of a two-story residential building. A few days ago, there were dozens of exquisite bonsai, some of which were yellow in autumn leaves and some of which were full of fruits. People could guess the host’s cultural taste at a glance. Nowadays, things go to the building empty, a mess. Those who should move away have moved away, and those who shouldn’t move away still keep the chaotic and dilapidated appearance when dismantling and moving away. The eyes were messy and desolate. The original owner of the small building is my friend, and he built the house. Three years ago, he first got involved in the emotional dispute between husband and wife, then fell into marriage, and now he finally divorced. It was him who left the small building. Bonsai belonged to him, and several big cages of pigeons belonged to him. All of them were moved away, and the house was left for his ex-wife. While thinking about my friend’s business, I listened to Hotel California over and over again. There are always various reasons for divorce evolved from emotional disputes that make the parties concerned and insiders sigh deeply. However, I really don’t want to delve into the real reason of the disintegration of my friend’s family. I just want to pay attention to the whole process and ending. They start with happiness and beauty, end with disintegration, generate with love and end with hate. This is their marriage process. My child is just in junior high school, and he is still my student with disability. Up to now, I don’t know whether the two should be the three. I don’t know what these parties think. My heart is a little sad, even looking at the roof that I am very familiar, I was so sad that I really wanted to cry, but I couldn’t cry in front of many colleagues. However, tears had swirled in my eyes, gradually soaking my eyes and permeating the whole eye. The blurred tears turned into a magnifying glass. I was shortsighted. This time, I suddenly saw everything in front of me, really, so clear, as if I had never been shortsighted. With a blink of an eye, the magnifying glass disappeared, and everything in front of me soon remained the same as before, as if my mood was blurred, as if my life and life could never be seen clearly. The marital status and family life of my friends, I had expected the result of today, but I have never said it through. I can’t say it through. How can friends say something frustrating? However, the prediction is the prediction after all. When I expected it, what I expected was only the imaginary speculation of the possible future situation. Now it has become a fact, what really happened in my heart was not the taste. It seemed that my life was separated by two worlds. As a bystander, my friend’s feelings as a litigant can also be imagined. My friend’s home was also a hotel. I never thought that this place which could have been very romantic and looked like a hotel had left him such deep sorrow. “Hotel California”, Eagle band, My favorite Eagles. What kind of passionate sadness does this song express! Hotel, what a fantastic and thrilling word, in such a place where the architectural styles are totally different but the functions and uses are exactly the same, I don’t know how many cognition and feeling of life are hidden, and how deep entanglement and pain are recorded! Hotel is a special symbol, which reminds people all the time: Are you tired? Are you in a bad mood? Is your passion rushing? Do you need to find trust for your loneliness? Do you have to stop walking? Then come. This is your temporary home. However, hotel, it is better to be a symbol. Maybe it is a comma indicating a temporary pause, maybe it is a semicolon that doesn’t know which end to be paranoid, maybe it is an omission that doesn’t know what to end, maybe it is a period that doesn’t miss anything, maybe it is a deep-rooted exclamation mark. What kind is it? Everyone should talk about it by himself and grasp it by himself. There are always several hotels like this in the process of life. The temporary stay of life, no matter what kind of opportunity, is all moments after all. In the end, we finally see that life is really a process, just like what Eagle sings, what is left to life is more profound sentiments again and again. There will be a lot of people and things in the hotel, but no matter what you have met, you must leave in the end. You must move on and continue wandering. There is only the final end of life, and there is never a time or place to stay for a long time. The talkative colleagues were finally in place, and naturally there were new topics in the office. As expected, first talk about spending money on shopping, then talk about Pai Jiu mahjong. Maybe someone found that I had been working hard. These people were always kind-hearted, and they immediately transferred the topic to me. When they asked me what to write, I replied: When writing love letters, everyone would be in an uproar. Of course, the meaning of uproar is not to believe, but also to ridicule: Almost 50 years old, how can you have the mood to write love letters? Besides, who can I write it? Dirty old Bale. I reported it with a smile and didn’t answer any more. After preparing the class I should take, I began to write these words. I didn’t contact for several days, and I didn’t know what my friend was doing or where he moved bonsai and pigeons. It’s a shame that I didn’t ask my friend for such a big problem. But, what do you ask? Ask results? Ask? None of them could work. They were all hard to say, so we had to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and we had to pretend to be heartless. What can I do? At this time, people will probably go back to the childhood of human beings, even to the animal age. If they are injured, they will lick their wounds and heal their wounds. Only in this way can they really stand up, come Alive, go for food, run, find the next hotel. At that time, I went to find him again, talking with him, complaining with him, venting anger with him, pouring out injustice with him, crying with him, drinking with him and getting drunk with him, accompany him to listen to “Hotel California” and walk down the next journey. 2011-11-7

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If Changed to: I am teach, in a small town in Jiangnan. The poetic and pictorial feeling came upon my face. There is no such thing as Jiangnan. Jiangnan is easy to evoke people’s imagination. The crisscross waterways, the boat with sound, the green leaves on the horizon, the lotus flowers shining in the sun, the flagstone road covered with moss, the girl holding the oiled paper umbrella, the misty lake surface, lower your head to make lotus seeds shy, and the active among lotus leaves in fish play …… as for Jiangnan, I can’t say anything about it. Unfortunately, I am not in Jiangnan. I can only dig deep-buried dreams in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River and whisper in the curved river …… but my south of the Yangtze River is only on paper, only in dreams. I always wanted to go to Jiangnan, but finally I didn’t go. Wife is been to Jiangnan West Lake, said is beautiful. Therefore, I want to go to the West Lake and Jiangnan more. But when will I go? This is a question. I’m sure I can’t go now, so I ‘d better dream more about Jiangnan. After all, I am not in Jiangnan.

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Read song

Days are Gone Day by day. No one can save the trivial matters of life like a computer storage device, but there is one thing that can connect the fragmentary parts of life, that is, singing. Singing is not strange in my memory. Under the planned economy system, workers have an 8-hour working hour system. Farmers are different. They work early, middle and late. Working hours are formulated according to the degree of busy farming, so the adults are busy in the dark. The peasant children took charge early. There were several kids in the family, and the leader was the captain, who assigned the housework of that day. Generally, they finished the housework as soon as possible. They shouted in groups and sang songs which were out of tune. What impressed me most was the construction of the reservoir. Around the slack time in winter, every household had to work. This is also a great pleasure in the village. The construction of reservoirs is a project of the popular will. The harvest of grain in the next year depends on the trickle in the canal. Women in every family get up early to make dry food for noon. On the construction site, it is pushed, pulled, picked, carried, and varied. I like to see the leveling dam surface best. The strong labor of ramming took off the cotton-padded coat, and lifted the huge stone mill with full strength. Put it down and raise it. The rhythm was even. Work songs one after another. This scene is so perfect that it attracts children’s eyes and delights their hearts. What a good song this is. It is the song of peasants and the Song of Enlightenment of rural children. All the yearning of children is accumulated in this song, and hope is also released in this song. I am to pursue this song and walk out of the village to the city. The city is busy during the day, and people are in a hurry. Everyone is like a clock with screws tightened, doing their own things in an orderly manner. The roar of machines in factories, the sound of reading in schools and the sound of cars shuttling back and forth in the streets are all composing the rapid development of the city. The night of the city is charming, with soft smell floating in the air. Under the neon lights on the street, people measure the comfort of life with leisurely steps. In the old memory of the city, busy stall owners make money with smiles, I also don’t forget to give my kindness to customers. The fragrant smell and sweet feeling gather in the bar to continue enjoying the beauty of the city by the night breeze, the bright moon and the light of the city. The bartenders took out the best craft, and the strong City flavor of ice cubes and lemon spread in the bar’s singing room. The disc reader keeps spinning, and the traces of time are constantly read through songs. As far as the thoughts go, what the songs express is as far as possible. After singing all the songs, I sang my favorite song again and again, tears overflowed my eyes. What hard journey, emotional confusion, gain and loss are all integrated into the artistic conception of the song, and with the rhythm of the sound box, singing and reading songs are more about interpreting one’s own life. Song, sometimes makes you look up at the mountains and feel excited; Sometimes makes you addicted and lingering, and laments that time has made people. Find it, find it, after reading the album, turn it upside down; Sing it, sing it, sing it to the bar to close, go out of the bar, see the sleepless lights in the city, can’t help laughing, just being the leading role of the singer, there is still a person in the crowd of people in the city tomorrow. That’s Life.

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Long summer night yuyu qing

[Editor’s note] summer nights are worth recalling, especially when the countryside yard is enjoying the cool. Although the author walked out of the village where the Twilight and Moonlight were like water, he could not walk out of the Moonlight of the summer night in his hometown, the beautiful dream and the deep homesickness. Spring comes in autumn all the year round. Some people like to wet the apricot flowers and rain with clothes, and the spring with no Willow wind blowing on the surface, some people like to cross the river in the rain, the autumn with wild leaves and autumn resentment, some people like to cut the wind in the cold, xiaomei’s snowy apricot flowers are red in winter, but I like the summer when the crystal curtain starts with the breeze and is full of roses. I like summer, because it is the dimly Dreamy dream in my childhood. Every time I think of it, my beautiful feelings grow sadly in my heart. I like summer, because it was a good time when I was young. Every time I thought of it, all kinds of pure past events flashed quietly in my heart. I like summer, because it is my crazy gaze when I grow up. Every time I think of it, my quiet and beautiful hometown comes to me again. I like summer because it has clear ponds, mottled bamboo forests, fragrant wild flowers and pure companions. I like summer, because it has a wisp of breeze blowing through the mountains, some petals, a Little Moonlight, a little Firefly fire, very light water. In summer, the sun shines on the rippling water, with layers of ripples, like glittering and translucent stars, the pond looks quiet and charming; In summer, the breeze blows through the silent hills and waves of deep thoughts. Countless past events flow like rivers; In summer, the white moonlight, the light yarn is like falling down, which makes the mountain and river villages shine brightly. Summer nights are quiet. The Moonlight is like the cool spring water in the mountain, singing Ding Dong songs coming to me, so beautiful, so dimly, so soft. I bathed in its water-like skin, feeling warm and beautiful. The moon girl danced lightly, the floating clouds seemed to be hidden under the moon, and the Milky Way water flowed quietly. The light Moonlight splashed on the treetop, and covered the treetop with a layer of light gauze like cicada wings. The mist was heavy, covering the whole village faintly, as if it was a fairyland. The surrounding trees, courtyards, woodpile and fields were shrouded in silence. In the gentle arms of the moonlight, only heard the galloping streams in the distance and the low-pitched pine waves telling their love, there was also the singing of the woman who was wearing clothes beside the river, which came faintly, adding more peace to the countryside. Summer nights are wonderful. Our family was enjoying the cool in the yard. The breeze was like a pot of old wine. I was drunk when I was young. The Willow slided gently under the dissolved moonlight, like a beautiful dream. My father touched my head kindly with his wide palm and asked about my study, while my mother sat on the cold bed and told me the legend of seven fairies in the hazy moonlight. Occasionally, she couldn’t help humming happy children’s songs to coax me to sleep. My mother’s songs were so soft and sweet that I felt extremely sweet and warm. While I like to snuggle up in my mother’s warm arms in the quiet summer night, and look at the little starry sky from the cracks of the dense Indus leaves. The Stars blink in the distant direction, it seems to be the elf my mother talked about. Summer nights are happy. Adults who have been busy for a day always like to sit together, talking about Fox and Ghost, discussing the past and the present, and setting up a long way. They like to talk about some anecdotes, of course, they are just hearsay, I often need to add my own exaggeration, and from time to time there comes a burst of laughter. At this time, all kinds of musical instruments began to play leisurely. Some people began to hum the untuned country singing, while the rest listened quietly. Occasionally, there would be one or two cheers. However, some of our friends were not very interested in these things. They threw fireflies in twos and threes, or played hide-and-seek games. Sometimes they lay on the cold bed and looked up at the sky, the shining stars became silver boats one by one. In the simple mind, romantic fantasies like love stories of Cowherd and weaving maid inevitably emerged. With such sweet dreams, they soon fell asleep and grew up, I always walk out of my house when the Twilight is so beautiful as water, but I know that I can’t walk out of the moonlight in the summer night of my hometown, the beautiful dream and the deep homesickness. No matter where I am, above my head, I will always see the gentle moonlight in my hometown, flowing leisurely in my heart address: Miao Lirong, Zhongmiao Middle School, Juchao District, Anhui province Zip code: 238080

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Sound

If I want to talk about the topic of music from ancient to modern, I can say that it is three days and three nights, and there is no duplication. Some people say that I am exaggerating, but it is indeed. But from the side, we can see that music is of great significance to me. Someone said, where is extraordinary? Then I am afraid that I can only sing a song for you: I have a little secret, so I won’t tell you, I won’t tell you. What is the most wonderful thing God has given to mankind? Is sound. A kind of vocal music sung is highly praised by the world. A few days ago, a 3D version of Titanic became popular again after 15 years. The scene was that the man hanging silk on the bow hugged Bai Fumei from behind, the scene of encouraging Bai Fumei to enjoy the atmosphere of the sea with open arms was imitated by all and became a classic. If you turn this scene to mute to watch, I’m afraid it will lose a lot of color, and even whether it can become a classic is another matter. But a piece of “Myheartwillgoon” sublimated that scene to be wonderful, unparalleled in the world and touched the heartstrings of countless audiences, which fully proved the importance of music. In today’s era when all kinds of digital products are rampant and music can be heard anytime and anywhere, I begin to miss the era when I can only listen to music with CD tape radio, and by the way, I miss my childhood with all kinds of stories. I remember that the first music tape put into the repeater was Huaer Band, which was the beginning and fuse that made my life go out of control. The experience of getting this tape was quite bizarre, which made me sigh. The process was like this: it was an ordinary morning, and I sat in front of the mute TV, all kinds of TV programs were changed in a boring way. When the picture was switched to an entertainment program, several people inside attracted me. Several young people on the stage danced and shook their heads, holding the microphone one by one, the God murmured something, which made me feel very novel. I squatted in front of the TV and observed it carefully. After studying it, I suddenly realized that I was singing! Driven by strong curiosity, I decided to listen to what music on earth made him jump up and down like a monkey. I stood up and kicked the TV. Suddenly, the deafening voice scared I am out of my mind. I just wanted to go up and make up for the trauma I just suffered. Suddenly, the intense rhythm of music quietly stopped me from moving forward, and my body began to work involuntarily. A minute later, The floor of my house gave out a loud and dull protest, and a young man in the room who was full of hormones officially went crazy. In the afternoon, I started to walk around the streets by bike, looking for the sound. After visiting for more than two hours in the hot afternoon, I finally found a shop selling pirated tapes. I walked into the store and saw the counter filled with all kinds of tapes. I said: Boss, I want to buy tapes. The boss said: Who do you want to sing? I said: I don’t know. The boss said: Do you know the title of the song? I said: I don’t know. The boss said: What kind of music do you always know? I said: I don’t know. The boss said: Do you really have a question? I don’t know anything and still listen to a fart music. Go home and practice your English listening. I said: Boss, don’t do this. I have watched their performance on TV. I will give you a paragraph. After reading it, you will know it with your knowledge. The boss said: OK, then you come for a while. Later, the boss was lucky to witness the performance of singing and dancing for the first time in my life under the pale expression. After the performance, the boss hurriedly took out a few boxes from a pile of tapes and put them into my arms, pushing me to the door. The boss said: give it all to you, go home quickly. I said: so much, I didn’t bring enough money. The boss said: send you, send you, go home quickly! I said: Really, thank you, boss, I will come again next time. The boss said: don’t come. I will never sell this type of pirated tapes any more! Please! You go home! On the way home by bike, I whistled joyfully and stepped on a very high-spirited way. I imagined that one day I could step on the stage, and I was shocked by my skills and showed my great power. The smile on his face seemed extremely Holy under the afterglow of the sunset glow. After playing with those tapes all night, I finally knew that those young people were a group called Huaer Band. The song they sang was “I am your Romeo”. On that ordinary but extraordinary day, their voice was like a stone, throwing it into my peaceful life like water, which aroused a ripple. At first, the contact with European and American rock singers was also attributed to the boss who sold pirated tapes. Among The pirated tapes he gave me, there was a female European and American rock singer AvrilLavigne. I always thought she was an American because she sang English songs that I couldn’t understand. When my peers were listening to the songs of Pu Shu Sha Baoliang, Faye Wong and Zhang Huimei, I had already been tired of listening to foreign rock and roll, and even sniffed at the music and singers they recommended, at that time, I stubbornly thought how could the domestic one compare with the foreign one? Than got? Style are different! Listening to European and American rock music makes me have an unknown sense of superiority. I felt that people of the same age who listened to domestic music at that time were almost useless, and now I think it is very embarrassing. This mentality reminded me that I was at the top of the contempt chain eight years ago, foreign music, domestic music, country music. Ironically, after listening to a singer for almost two years, I can’t even call her name. Until 06 years a show learned she’s not American, but Canadians, make me weaker embarrassment. She has a nice Chinese name called aville. White vest, black skateboard pants, Coneverse canvas shoes, unique dressing features, let me remember this special girl deeply. In 2004, I often listened to two songs, one of which was aville’s takemeaway, although compared with her other two songs Complicated and WhoKnows, they were not so popular among the public, but it is very suitable for my taste. The simple and pleasant rhythm also makes me, a person who doesn’t like singing so much, sing a few words occasionally on a whim. Another song is “I am your Romeo” by Huaer Band. Although it is a cover of “HeyJuliet”, it still cannot stop my love for it from turning upside down. 04 years of summer I hear Avril and flowers peeped. 12 years around New Year’s Day one night, I lie in bed listening to ECOMAX in Sing: lose freedom is the freedom. Then I had a whimsy to go shopping. After struggling for three seconds, I resolutely began to put on my clothes. 09:15, I wore a headset and appeared on the street of the city. After wandering for a while, the cold wind invaded the muscles, so he wanted to buy a cup of milk tea as a hot water bag. His two feet turned around and turned into a milk tea shop called flirting bar. After ten o’clock, there were few people who wanted to warm their hands. A little girl was sitting on the stage holding a notebook while surfing the Internet. I was so bored that I glanced at him a few times. A row of huge and bright red titles: Children at the age of June shed tears after hearing the legend, and forget to drink Meng Po soup after reincarnation! I smiled, quite disdainful, another headline party. The little girl said: Oh, this child is so pitiful, XX, come and see. XX said: What are you looking? Little girl said: You will know when you come to see it. Come on. XX trotted for a while, and sighed a few seconds later: it’s too pitiful. This child must have a deep love in his last life, which was branded too deep in his heart. Now he has heard such a lyric of empathy, I must think of his lover again, thinking that their fate has ended and they can never be together. How painful it is for a person who even remembers the feelings of his last life! God is so cruel, wow. After saying that, two people who were full of maternal love cried bitterly. Walking out of the flirting bar, I heard Faye Wong singing: I would rather believe that we had an appointment in our previous life, and the love story in this life will not change any more. I don’t judge the authenticity of the reincarnation of this child, but just get a preliminary conclusion: music can control your mood. The occasional inexplicable emotional contrast may come from a song. You are in a gloomy mood, a song with intense blood and strong rhythm can make you excited and unable to extricate yourself immediately, believing that the world is still very beautiful; Another situation, your state, A sad, lingering and brisk song quickly makes you depressed, unable to be yourself, and doubt what else in the world is beautiful; This amazing emotional transformation with such speed, in fact, it has something in common with the faces of some female animals, If you say it changes, it will change. Seven or eight years ago, the radio was still something that I couldn’t leave my hands every night. Even if I fell asleep, the headphones were still stuck in my ears. At that time, it was unknown and fearful for people after, because it meant that they would be late tomorrow, and they would not be able to eat breakfast, and the children who went together could not see it. Therefore, when the hour hand starts to swing between 7 and 8, I have to go to bed. The earphones that often plug in my ears haven’t come yet. I have fallen asleep in the mud, so I can often hear who sings in my ears in a daze at midnight. The Moonlight poured down in the room, and everything became hazy. Now when I heard those unknown songs occasionally, I could quickly recall those nights when I was in bed. After I came to Jiangsu, I became a real night owl. Every time the hour hand drifted around 2 or 3, I comforted myself that it was still early and early. The voice of every male host of FM in the radio station sounds exactly the same to me, magnetic and profound. The number of times of listening to the radio is also decreasing year by year. The last time I listened to the radio was during the New Year’s Day, and I couldn’t remember the last time. Maybe it was a year ago or two years ago, who would remember this kind of trivial matter. I want to listen to the radio until the dead of night, because the feeling he gives me belongs to the night, of course, For taxi drivers on the day shift, it may also belong to the daytime. I played a radio special about rainy days and listened to it. The long-lost radio boy made me feel very comfortable. When I was lying on the bed with headphones in my hands, I seemed to be in those quiet and bright nights again. Tonight I am doomed not to suffer from insomnia any more, and it will accompany me to fall asleep.

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Always thinking about the past, it may be the manifestation of people’s aging, or it may be that the road ahead is far away and we can’t find a direction! But the past and the people who went away really made me stop thinking, maybe it was really nostalgia! So many people, let me never forget! I am not alone with teachers who earnestly teach me, big brothers who are earnest and sincere, and friends who are sincere to each other! The elder, my middle school principal, who had high expectations for himself, was guided by him on this road of getting along with the police. I remembered that before that swearing-in meeting, the old principal called me to the principal’s office and asked me whether I dared to swear in front of all the teachers and students that I would always strive for the first place in study. I was young and vigorous and said; Teacher, I could do. At the swearing-in meeting, after the last senior apprentice declared his position, I took the stage to read out my vow: I will always be the first one when I graduate from junior high school. I really did it! How boring the study and life I spent over that year was, and what made me reluctant. With their words and deeds and their experience, those elder brothers who were both elder brothers and masters taught me knowledge that I could never learn from books. They were frank and Frank, when the judge came, he shouted loudly, brother Xue, honest, honest and hard-working brother Gan, pressed the bed board every day. My sister-in-law said that everything in my family could be lost, only brother Wang who could not lose the bed board, and is now much transformed! There are a group of brothers who are willing to be green leaves and accompany me through the wind and rain without any complaints, regardless of gain or loss and not afraid of hard work; the deputy director, who was appointed wherever he was, shared the risk and morality; And the military transfer Battalion cadre who was more than my years old, and the Junior Apprentice of the Police Academy, formed a Brotherhood like brothers and brothers. The work experience was very hard, but sincere feelings are beyond material desire! Over the past few years, we have all gone to different positions, but Brotherhood has accumulated deeper and deeper in the precipitation of time. And that big brother, who really left us, became the deepest pain in my heart! He was a senior fellow in the police academy and a comrade-in-arms at work. He was killed by illness when he was only 28 years old. He attended his funeral and watched him lying quietly in the flowers in a police uniform with his heart twitching, it’s bleeding. Why are good people not long? God is unfair! So many things, let me soul-stirring! In the ice and snow of that winter night, lying in the graveyard, waiting for the criminal suspect to pick up the stolen money at the appointed place. In the pit dug out by the people who went to the tomb of Qingming dynasty, the wormwood beside it made strange noises in the north wind. Cold, fear and hunger hit each other, the next morning, my stiff body said it would be okay to come again tonight. The wits and courage in the interrogation compared with the patience, wisdom and mentality of investigators. I have interrogated all kinds of people, including men, women, old and young. Those who are willing to be righteous but go to extremes, and those who are extremely dirty, each time is a contest, every time I get a confession from a person, I am proud of it! The capture, which was full of passion and unknown, had all kinds of risks. When jumping over the wall, he was tripped over by the iron wire that could not be found at night and landed on the ground with his back in the form of free fall, I couldn’t get up for a long time; There was a senior brother who was even more than me. After rushing to the room and catching someone, his mouth was covered with blood, and he found that two teeth were hung up by the iron wire outside the door. When arresting and robbing murderers in the street, the commander’s command made an appearance with long guns and short guns. The suspects who were still stunned were captured at the speed of thunder. The onlookers said they were making movies, but we were extremely proud! The past passed like the wind, leaving no trace, but there were too many people and things that I couldn’t forget. It was always the treasure in my heart, just like the wine in the cellar, in the change of time, it becomes more and more thick!

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