Month: November 2018

My birthday

Mother’s hard day. Thank you, Mom. I wish Mom a long and healthy life and happiness! God, maybe you have mercy on me and arranged my sister and I to be born on the same day of the same month, just two years apart. Then I married into my husband’s house, and my uncle and aunt were born on the same day with me. I grew her up to 28 years old. When I entered the company, the minister of materials and I were born on the same day of the same month. He is seven years older than me. Every year today, I will send my blessings to those who are born with me! I still remember the birthday speech I wrote last year: Happy birthday, sister and brother-in-law! If September 29th is a train that passes through time and space, then we are all passengers on this train. There are hundreds of train platforms, thousands of miles of life journey and thousands of passengers going up and down, you and I are not only passengers in this car, but also destined to be sisters. Although mountains and rivers are separated, our hearts and feelings are connected! On this beautiful day today, I sincerely wish you all a happy journey and a safe life! And wish our mother a long and healthy life!!! This year, I wrote down my best wishes to the Minister of materials: because we met Anbang, we will be partners on a certain journey of our life journey. Along the way, the wind and rain share the same burden, and the Sunshine share. From then on, spring to autumn, cold to summer, year after year, we have a trace of concern and a thought. When your birthday comes, send my deep wishes: Wish you a happy birthday! On our common mother’s hard day, I wish you happiness every day! Wish our mother health and safety! I am so happy that a group of friends remember my birthday. Sister Xing, who has worked together for many years, invites me to eat a bowl of noodles every year. This year, she just happened to buy food for the canteen and regretted there. I said: buy me an egg! She smiled. In fact, every birthday, I recall a person more. On my twentieth birthday, I just stepped into the society from school. I had the honor to meet two most unforgettable friends in my life, one is sister Shu and the other is Sister Cui. Especially sister Shu, she specially brought her friend Mei Shen to celebrate my birthday. The four girls drank a bottle of Shaoyang Daqu. After getting drunk, I squeezed into my bed and slept for an afternoon. In the evening, sister Shu made a toast again and invited me to eat marinated eggs, which was called “Remember eggs. I am really remember it, but my dear sister, where are you? You can hear my long calls. It’s my birthday again. Do you still remember me? How much I want to see you! How much do I want to know your current situation! My sister gave me a mobile phone as a birthday present during the national day. Since she graduated, I have received the birthday gifts carefully prepared by her for me every year. To be ashamed, besides giving her birthday gifts during her school, as a sister, I really haven’t given her any more gifts. With a happy birthday, she also had a dinner. On today’s birthday, I received a message from bottle friend. He said in the bottle: Thank you! I am really happy now! This is the case. A few days earlier, he said in the drift bottle: I don’t know who is my best friend anymore? I asked him why he lost confidence in his friends? He said that he was also very confused, perhaps because of gradually estrangement. He said it might be his fault. I comforted him and said, maybe you are an introvert. He said yes. I enlightened him that making friends actually depends on fate. Sometimes a casual greeting can warm a cold heart and a shallow smile, which can evoke people’s beautiful memories. He said that he may have neglected a lot, and I said that maybe it was just someone hidden in your heart, without giving others a chance. He said that I was right. There was always a position where people were determined. She didn’t sit any more. I was inexplicably moved by his infatuation, we talking. He told me that there was an activity in the evening, and I encouraged him to participate in it. He said that it was good to have an activity. Maybe the person he liked would appear casually. I wish you good luck! Today, he is really lucky: there is a good news that my good friend called me yesterday!!! Congratulations. Is a good friend the person in your dream? Uh huh, thank you! I am really happy now! I felt his joy through the Internet. I am happy with his happiness, happy with his happiness! The new girl in the office brought me a gift from Changsha the day before yesterday. Today she said to me with regret: Dear, I don’t have time to eat the bald noodles you made in person. Tomorrow, will you cook it for me tomorrow? I joked that it will not expire. She said it was a pity that I had planned for a long time. Ha ha, girl, I’m just joking with you. I’m waiting for you at any time. When I was writing these words, I was really touched by the gifts from my friends from QQ space. I had already passed my birthday on QQ, and my friend was my friend. He must have given me a gift long time ago, so I received his first gift at zero. Besides, my colleague Yang Wen specially brought me wine from Hubei, thank you. I wish you happiness every day, good luck in everything, always satisfied, safe and auspicious every year! I know that my unromantic husband has been planning how to celebrate an unforgettable birthday for me. He wants to invite my friends, colleagues, aunts and elder sisters to come home. I said don’t bother, it is enough to have you in my heart! I refused my colleagues who wanted to have a carnival at my home. I just wanted to stay with my husband quietly. Early this morning, he released pigeons that had been fed for me for nearly a month. He cooked several dishes for me carefully and drank a glass of wine for dinner. Seeing his calm expression, I really appreciate him. It has been accompanied for nearly twenty years, and how many winds and rains have we experienced during this period; Happiness and sorrow, we will never leave, and we have been together till now. Thank you, my husband! Birthday is actually a very common thing, but this year’s birthday, I really feel surprised and happy. Last night, someone added me to my QQ. She asked I am where she was. I told her that she I am from Liuyang. She said she was from Xingsha. What’s more coincidentally, she was about the same age as me, and her son and my son are also competing. We, who were congenial, soon exchanged their names and mobile phone numbers. Her girl’s body and male heart revealed her generosity and generosity. In the process of communication, I knew that her life was full and happy. And she also knows that I am busy and happy. She asked me when I would have a holiday, and she picked me up to play in Xingsha. I think maybe this is the arrangement of God, let us get to know each other in such a special day, and they are two people with similar personalities. Without many words, the heart can communicate and get close to each other. Thank God for giving me a surprise! Early in the morning, the message prompt on my mobile phone rang from time to time. Of course, my baby was the first one to call in. Then one after another, I felt that this year’s blessings were much more special. Although today’s climate has dropped sharply, I really feel warm. Even my mother is in a very good spirit today, reminding my sister all the time for fear that she will forget. As soon as the phone rang, my colleague said, “Ha ha, another birthday-worshiper. My lovely little Shiru and little Haoyu also gave me blessings under the dubbing of their mother-in-law. Ha ha, kids grow up quickly, and say happy birthday to my aunt in person next year. Thank you, thank you, everyone who cares and remembers me! In fact, I am always looking forward to my distant sister, a friend I have met online between my relatives and lovers, which makes me hard to separate from each other until now. Do you still remember me. I really care about your blessing. I waited and waited. I turned on the computer and went to QQ. Her face was always gray. I was even prepared to never complain in front of her, in case that she would be bitter because she didn’t remember my birthday. In the evening, I deliberately left my mobile phone in the living room because I was afraid that I would call her because of missing her. Every time the message tone rings, my first reaction is whether it belongs to her or not. When I was disappointed for many times, I left her a message in the drift bottle. I thought she might not remember me, and she would not surf the Internet today. When the phone rang again, I got up hurriedly. Ha ha, familiar name, so kind. She sang “Happy Birthday” for me very seriously. At that moment, I really felt that I was so happy! Thank you. You and I were originally arranged by God, but the fate of the past and the present. Cheers to our meeting and knowing each other! Cheers to our appreciation!! Cheers to our everlasting friendship!!! I thought my birthday was over successfully, but I didn’t know that there were many troubles. The netizen I met two days ago played tricks on me with her husband. She wanted to see my photos, but my mobile phone didn’t open MMS service. I had to ask her to go to my other QQ to see my space photo album. But she asked her husband to add me as a friend. A mess with me. Fortunately, I have always been honest. If you are not a good friend, you cannot make it. One of my disabled friends beat him because of work, and also found me on the Internet. I had to ask patiently, and then explained and guided him. Until he felt comfortable. My little nephew got off the night self-study and called me. Sorry, I just gave you a birthday celebration. Ha ha, baby, you can have your heart. Aunt won’t blame you. Well, what an unusual birthday! Oh, thank you again!

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Women’s transformation needs more than once

Maybe because it is a woman, I often feel that being a woman is very hard. The happiest and carefree time seemed to be those days when the unmarried fashion was under the protection of parents, but it was a pity that most people passed away quickly when they didn’t know how to cherish it. When one day they really fell in love with someone, he devoted his body and mind without hesitation, so he soon had his own small family and the crystallization of love. In this family, women always pay the most, which seems to be very common. After all, it is very hard for men to travel outside all day. As a woman, it seems natural to manage the family well while having a job. If it is really difficult to give consideration to both career and family, as long as men have the ability to make the family economy bold, then women will go home happily to be a full-time wife. This situation is quite a lot now. Therefore, I often feel that women are still very sad. When there is a conflict between family and career, it should be women who sacrifice, even if you want to reflect your own value, there is no ideal to be realized. However, if there is no such spirit of sacrifice, I am afraid that this family which is not easy to run can no longer be as happy and happy as before; If women accept it reluctantly, after that, the boring family life made women step into the ranks of yellow-faced women, which would gradually breed a lot of resentment, and this kind of life was still long and endless. If you think like this, then for women, there is really no real love, and marriage can only be the grave of love. But in real life, we also see that when many women encounter family conflicts, they not only solve the difficulties well, but also after painful transformation, I found my best position again, not only taking good care of my family and children, but also taking care of my ideals at the same time. This is really a happy and beautiful thing, which can be said to be a woman’s heart! Maybe, as women, we should not expect love too much. When we have it, we should know more about making ourselves stand on our own, because only when we stand on our own can we be more beautiful, only in this way can this family be managed more colorful and gorgeous by itself. Therefore, the transformation of women may really need more than once. I hope that every woman can grasp her transformation and make herself more beautiful, so as to make her life better!

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Living is a kind of happiness

Don’t say anything happy I share with you the annoyance is buried in my heart it’s better to let me taste the green fruits alone than you and I are unhappy you say that I get angry for the sake of my child my son and grandson have his own son and grandson Fu why is it Al surely it’s not tialuo I haven’t thought it’s not I don’t want to say life is already very upset why let you be happy with the heavy package on your back life is so long don’t let yourself live sadly running around for living life is so busy simple hard work happy don’t complain what it is a kind of happiness to be alive is a kind of happiness

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Life travels in the long river of history

[Introduction] reading Yu Qiuyu’s prose, the thick nostalgia always emerges from the cracks of history, making people breathe a wisp of fresh air from the oppressed, stretching their waist, big mouth panting.

When reading Yu Qiuyu’s prose, I felt that I had seen Yu Qiuyu’s name when I was in school. Because I was ignorant, I always thought it was a female romantic writer, so I never noticed it. In recent years, when I saw the introduction of “cultural journey”, I couldn’t wait to borrow a feast of my eyes. Seeing the cultural journey, I felt like I smelt wheat incense in hunger and overlook Beidou in the dark. The words like swords struggled from the ruins of history, stood out, stirred my heart, washed the impetuous heart dust, and made me feel the greatness of life and the value of dignity. It is a song wandering in life. After reading the cultural journey, I feel that it is a scholar who thinks about the culture of the Chinese nation in his heart, a contest between civilization and barbarism, and a torture of life, the process of reading is also a process of climbing along the history. I always feel that I am wandering in the joy and sorrow of history. I close my eyes and calm down my breath, return to the indifference of history in the book, and feel the seriousness of reason, jumping and running on the elastic skin, a lot of water flows out abruptly in the heart, releasing the heaviness depressed in the heart for a long time in the agitation. When reading cultural journey, I am not totally addicted to the joy of landscape, but can’t get rid of the entanglement of humanistic landscape with the charm of long history and culture. Every time I see a place, so I missed that period of history and went back and forth between the author’s steps. Qingli’s words show the elegance of Jiangnan Ink Painting. The ruins of temples and archways are full of layers of words. The old monk who walked out of the temple is breaking free and escaping, he had been dissipating for a long time, and suddenly he was impatient. He doesn’t worry about the contradiction between art and utility, but seeks for the integrity of spirit. Songtao bursts with rain. In this empty Mountain Temple, the old monk got through life and became a wise man of life. Dao Zhuang’s philosophical thoughts, like lights, illuminate the road of life, the cultural journey implies rich Chuang-Tzu philosophy. Life is a journey, and culture is also a journey. The road is as long as the feet are. “Cultural Journey” is a deep and dignified sense of responsibility for learning Chinese civilization. From the long scroll of history, Zhu Da walked out of the tenacity and generosity of the Confucianism of ancient literati. Zhu Da created a lonely spiritual world for himself with a brush, playing the piano in the self-built fine furnace, there are layers of Pride hidden in loneliness; Xu Wei tasted all the sufferings of the world, from Superman’s soberness to loneliness and arrogance, to feeble, which is also a real craziness. But in fact, behind the craziness, there was the ferocious tide of tragedy. The tragic lines were clear and the colors were bright. He broke away from the secular kitsch beauty, but exaggerated and frankly revealed his ugliness, it is no doubt that you are frank and generous with your ugliness, and you are proud of your ugliness. After reading the prose collection of Qiu Yu, the story of the seven sages in the bamboo forest echoed in my heart. Guangling San became a distant masterpiece, where the author stepped out of the boundary of pure literature and stepped into a broad cultural field. It is the ink of the direction permeating in the book. It is the duty of a scholar to continue the stubborn character of literati and scholars, to live a frank and spiritual life, and to dig out the treasures buried in the cultural ruins. In Qiu Yu’s prose, I also read a lot of persistence and helplessness. The descendants of Zhang Jian, who was the first scholar in industry to save the country, followed his father’s cause to save the country and made great efforts. After seeing his father’s failure, he wanted to change the strange logic to save the nation. The result was repeatedly bantered, rejected, abandoned for a long time, wandering from place to place and taking refuge in nowhere. Or hesitated in the collection of literati, or trembling in the hands of powerful and wicked people, or frightened in the New World to ask questions, or panic in the face of a burst of laughter, dwelling on the table, no decision. Like Mr. Zhang, how many people can only linger in the ink tombstone if he is decadent and fails to realize the dream of saving the nation? Liu Zongyuan and ouyangxiu, who expressed their love for mountains and rivers, all hidden in their backs were lofty feelings of worrying about the country and the people. In order to connect the blood affection between the relatives and the travellers of the homeland, the Chinese who traveled abroad were misunderstood frequently and attacked repeatedly. Although they were lonely all their lives, they were obsessed all the way; uncle would rather die than guard the memorial to his nephew, believing in the literary value and aesthetic value of A Dream of Red Mansions. Where is the hometown of one side? Shouting, tearing the numbness of the past. The piles of bills when my father left were the weapons to compete between beauty and ugliness. In any case, that kind of persistence is always going on, and history is always Continuing. It is extensive and profound, with a long history, with gurgling blood flowing in the middle. When reading Yu Qiuyu’s prose, the thick homesickness always emerged from the cracks of history, making people breathe a wisp of fresh air from the oppressed, stretching their waist and gasping. Memory is like ruins. Memory is dug in the ruins. You are always galloping in the tragedy of reincarnation. The flag of pilgrimage is flying all the way. There is the window of the old house, the red dot of memory in the window, remote abstract but shocking. So short but so eternal. In nunnery full of memorial archways, the disseminator of civilization, the two Shanghai Women in cheongsam, took the children from the mountain to the outside in secular eyes. In my hometown, I met and met them again in the place where my father’s soul was placed. The warmth, after decades of loneliness, was still tough. The prosperity of Shanghai is still the same, and Nanjing is prosperous again in spring. There are lilacs on the branches of the south of the Yangtze River. However, the cultural soul that has endured the imperial edict of the God of history will eventually be attributed to calmness and silence. Holding my mother’s hand, how far can I go? Life is a journey. A period of life is a period of history, which is passed down from generation to generation, with an endless red dot, a specific symbol, a long-term hope and an endless memory. I hope everything will not be written, grow and sigh.

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Bygone Love

[Introduction] a song is full of deep love and helpless sadness. How many young people in life can stand our extravagance. Leave the past in the wind, the most beautiful memory in the bottom of my heart, and set foot on the unfinished road of life to realize our dreams.

Is there such a song that reminds you of the past? Every word and sentence seems to be the most real monologue in your heart; Every note will infiltrate the corner of your eyes; deeply immersed in the helpless melody! The past is unbearable to recall. When Love has become the past, what leaves us only sigh and sincere blessings! Life is impermanent and helpless, too hurried. We have left too many past events on the road we have traveled, and many of them are what we want to keep but we have to leave quietly. Sigh: time is too thin, fingers are too wide; Time, run. We are growing. Rushing past the water, rushing past the year, time flies, looking back on the future, nothing. Therefore, I can understand the mentality of leaving the past in the wind and being on the road! Don’t mention the past. Life has been windy and rainy. Even if memory cannot be erased, love and hate are still in my heart. If you really want to break the past and let tomorrow continue, don’t ask me any more. Love is a difficult problem, which makes people dazzling. Maybe you can forget the pain, it is not easy to forget you. You never really left. You are always in my heart. I still have love for you and I can do nothing to myself. Because I still have dreams and put you in my heart. It is always easy to be moved by the past, and always heartbroken for you. Don’t miss my unintended tenderness in the years. Don’t ask me if I will meet again, don’t worry if I am insincere. Why don’t you understand? As long as there is love, there will be pain. One day you will know that life will not be different without me. Life is already in a hurry. I am afraid that I will always cry and have no pain if I forget. Leave the past in the wind! A song is full of deep love and helpless sadness. How many young people in life can stand our extravagance. Leave the past in the wind, the most beautiful memory in the bottom of my heart, and set foot on the unfinished road of life to realize our dreams. I really want to break the past, let tomorrow continue to be beautiful, and finally it is like a dream, wake up with tears of love; It is better to keep the past in my heart, and live a good life for tomorrow; Because I still have dreams, still put you in my heart, or always be moved by the past; You never really left, always in my heart. Although I have never given a positive answer, isn’t every word and sentence of the song the most touching one? Instead of asking whether there are you and me in my heart, I would rather believe that this is the truest answer! Holding this touch, holding the past in this wind, I will not ask any more. I am so afraid that the most awesome thing is your brightest smile! With this awesome heart, I can resolutely walk on the road of my life. I gave you the answer you wanted. If you return to me with a smile like a peach blossom, this friendship will never be destroyed in your heart! The furthest distance is the distance between heart and heart; The nearest distance is a heart with concern even thousands of miles away! This is enough, we can’t ask too much, right! When love has become a thing of the past, what leaves us is the helpless sadness, the touching, the warmth and the persistence! si yi 2011 nian 08 yue 14 ri 08:33

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Autumn thoughts

The autumn wind danced gently in autumn, walking slowly, and the path was covered with miserable fallen leaves. Reed flowers are as light and elegant as fairies, flying all over the sky, and the black and bright strings of Elaeagnus angusae are transparent, which makes people covet. The golden leaves of Hu Yang are covered with branches. Looking from afar, it looks like a full tree full of yellow flowers, glittering in the sun and glittering in gold, which is extremely beautiful. Once in a while, the wind blows, the Reed rustling and murmurs, the elamea date bending gently, the Hu Yang clapping his hands, sometimes there are one or two birdsong, mixed with it, the sound is crisp and long, just like the sound of nature. Walking on the path gently, the past troubles were cleared away, and the soul was intoxicated quietly in the beautiful autumn scenery, just like the spring flowing through, and the fresh air spread all over the body. Pick a bunch of Elaeagnus angusae and put it in your mouth. There is a sweet smell, which goes straight into your heart. Your mouth is full of sweetness and overflows your teeth. Shake the Reed gently, let the Reed fly in front of your eyes, just like your thoughts fly up one after another. Pick a piece of heart-shaped leaf of Hu Yang, put it in the palm, and think about the love deeply collected by yourself. The Heart is surging and the love is moving. Quietly, my heart moves with the autumn color, and my feelings come from the bottom of my heart. Give Your Heart a pure harbor to rest. Make that tired heart calm down. Think about it, shake off the noisy world, get rid of the entanglement of desire and temptation, and stay away from the bondage of interpersonal relationships. Leave a piece of peace and freedom for yourself. How beautiful it is to enjoy the gift of autumn quietly! Under the support of Elaeagnus arguta forest, the path winds forward. Autumn is mature, full and heavy, and you can see everything in the field. Unconsciously at the end of the road, a piece of winter wheat field as green as a green blanket was displayed in front of us. The wheat seedlings were covered with green and full of vitality. It makes people feel shocked. The rich and bright green, full of vitality, adds a strong color to this autumn scenery. Autumn is painted with a touch of green on the golden main color plate, and autumn also has the smell of spring. However, no matter how beautiful the autumn scenery is, it will gradually decline, because winter will bury everything. A hint of sadness rose in my heart, gently brushing my chest and lungs, and the fallen leaves on the ground added a bit of desolation. A few sounds of wild goose came from the distance, clear and loud. Wild geese lined up in the sky and flew overhead. Keep ringing, keep calling companions. Presumably, autumn is not so beautiful in the eyes of wild geese. They always fly and stop, searching. However, their goal is directly to the south, not afraid of the dangerous road, not afraid of giving precious lives. Think about yourself. When striving for life goals, you are often knocked down by laziness and difficulties, and sometimes you even lose confidence. Now looking at the spirit of flying south like wild goose, it is really touching. Looking at the Flying wild geese, I silently blessed these admirable wild geese. The setting sun was painted on the leaves of Hu Yang with a layer of red glow. The glow of Hu Yang was shining, just like a beautiful young woman in a gorgeous yellow shirt, with outstanding charm, plump and solemn. It is graceful in the autumn wind, showing the autumn color. Bathed in the afterglow of the sunset, everything in front of me became glittering and magnificent. The autumn scenery seems to be painted with a layer of color, which is more charming. Walking back along the path, the steps are light, like flying in the picture, refreshing, relaxed and happy, with a feeling of thoroughly remoulding. Autumn is silently far away from sight, but the beautiful scenery of autumn is always in my heart.

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Clean up time set out again

Love in the world of mortals is either a story or an accident. It’s just an enviable and touching story. If it can’t be done, it will only be a heart-breaking and painful accident! Everyone hopes to encounter a romance and achieve a fairytale story. My online love is over, and a new real life begins. In order to love, I walked through the spring of picking Li’s fragrance, the summer night of the moon and the wind, the fruitful autumn and the snow cover. After experiencing hardships, I finally embraced my loved ones hand in hand in the dreamland of the misty and rainy south. I packed up my time, reorganized my luggage and prepared to set out again, walking on the road of life, traveling through time and space to the distant place and to the new future of life. I like the constant new dreams in my life, and the sun in my life is new every day. Let your heart fly, let your hope fly, and go wherever you like, no matter what direction the Sun, the moon and the stars guide me. I like to stand on the top of Mount Tai and watch the red sun gushing out. I like to lie on the golden beach and bask in the warm sun. I like to sing loudly on the vast grassland, I prefer to wander in the quiet bamboo forest and whisper a magnificent poem. I want to appreciate the magnificence of the mountain and learn its depth; I want to feel the vastness of the sea and learn its bravery; I want to touch the vastness of the desert and learn its calmness; I prefer to learn to taste a colorful life. From the moment of the birth of life, we have been constantly starting and looking for the habitat for life. For me, in the long years of my life, I constantly set out to approach wandering, because the places I want to reach are hard to determine whether I am willing to accept my poor heart. But I still carried my luggage without complaint or regret. In the new journey, I was looking forward to seeing a new world and meeting some new friends every day. I like to set out and face different life everyday. I like to start from one starting point to another. I like to set out just because the places I arrive belong to Yesterday. When I wake up in the morning, I will face tomorrow without hesitation or retreat, heading towards every unknown tomorrow. I like to set out and carry my luggage. No one can retain me. Neither can the wind nor the rain. I also missed the warmth of home and the comfort of life. For my dream, I chose to set out. There is no denying that I fell in love with departure, the vision before departure and the sadness after departure, but my will became more and more determined. Maybe I am life is not at the right time, time is not at the right time, and I set out again and again, wandering again and again, which constitute my life wandering all over the world. I can’t remember how many times this is my departure, and my feet are about to embark on a new journey, and this departure can be said to be for my lover, but this departure will undoubtedly correct my life track. Starting again, whether I have been to these places or not, whether I have known each other in the old times or not, I believe that as long as I walk, there must be a new feeling and a new mood waiting for me. World long, traveler hurry, my hero faces. Between reality and ideal, the constant is trudge, between today and tomorrow, the constant is exploration. I like to set out to be a walker and march towards every tomorrow. Since I chose the distant place and like to set out, I will march forward bravely regardless of whether the road is muddy or rough. Wandering all over the world, tired, taking the sky as quilt and the ground as bed; Wandering all over the world, hungry, gathering dew as wine and gathering frost as food. Although we can’t talk about the world, it is also a happy life. I quietly taste the burning years of passion, Iliketostart

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Who is Daren

[Introduction] facing others’ ridicule, the only thing we can do is to keep a normal heart and laugh it off. When the aftermath of Beijing Film Studio stood out among hundreds of people, people realized that it was not a kind of poisoning and craziness in soul, but a kind of hard work.

Recently, I have been watching the Chinese talent show, a civilian stage, which has bred many extraordinary dreams. In the cheers and cheers of the audience, I felt more about the firmness and touch from life. Everyone is composing their own stories and legends with their own lives. When the girl who Chases Dreams starts to learn the string for her father’s wish, the childhood infused by tears makes her shine more brightly on the stage of dreams; when the brisk singing of the vegetable market ripples the happy melody, the singing of sending you onions has already spread all over the world through the frequency of Electric Waves; When the green dream takes root in the bottom of my heart, the beautiful grassland is always a happy spring; When the white-haired and silver one dances with Michael Jackson, the rejuvenated grandma Bai Shuying showed us the passion and vitality of a 65-year-old man; And Peng Deming, who defended the dream with life, and looked down upon life with the ups and downs of life. They all struggle with their persistence and persistence in life and dreams, and the passing of time vanishes their unhappiness and annoyance in life, the steps of realizing dreams are always moving forward constantly under the drive of faith. No one can make it clear whether life gives him hardships or whether his dream is to experience setbacks. What makes me more convinced is that the persistence of dreams requires persistent efforts, and whoever comes to the end is the real winner. It is inevitable to neglect and laugh at Sun Honglei on the road of persistence. When Sun Honglei left Harbin break dance group and was alone in Beijing Cinema Day after day learning lines and running to lose weight, some people saw him as a madman, when enjoying the beautiful moonlight, he also ridiculed and ridiculed his behavior by the way. Facing others’ ridicule, the only thing we can do is to keep a normal heart and laugh it off. When the aftermath of Beijing Film Studio stood out among hundreds of people, people realized that it was not a kind of poisoning and craziness in soul, but a kind of hard work. Of course, the pain and sorrow contained in it can only be understood by him who really experienced it. When a person really intends to do something, any difficulty and obstruction may seem insignificant. Physical disability, excessive age and material contraction cannot stop the real dream. The hardships and frustrations along the way will melt and dissipate slowly with the perseverance. When we overcome all these, whether we succeed or not, we are already a successful winner in our hearts. There are no wings left in the sky, but I have already flew over. I look at myself with an open mind and tolerate myself, regardless of success or failure. This is also one of the most important points I have learned in this program. Don’t leave sadness to tomorrow, and don’t leave regret to tomorrow. From now on, start your own dream, set foot on a tough sailing ship, and gain more and more on tomorrow’s Road.

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Comrade……

One morning, in the people’s food market, an old lady who was buying vegetables called to a young woman who was selling vegetables: Comrade, how much is a kilo of vegetables? The woman who picked vegetables didn’t respond even after shouting. She didn’t know that the other party was calling her, because this appellation was very strange to her, and maybe no one had ever called her like this. While the auditors would think that the old lady was old-fashioned, ignorant of the current affairs, rotten and foolish, and out of date. Looking back from the early days of the founding of the People’s Republic of China to the end of 1970 s, the title of comrade is familiar to people. It can be said that the whole country is a unified special term, regardless of the position, men and women, old and young, can be called, only those who are old are respectfully called old comrades, and those who are young are called young comrades. Of course, there are also strict distinctions. For black and five elements, they cannot be called comrades, for class enemies, for reeducation-through-labor prisoners, for overseas people (excluding the socialist camp), do not call comrade. In TV plays or movies, people can see that the prisoners of reeducation through labor are collectively referred to as the government, because they represent the routine of the government. However, probably in the middle and late 1980 s, the title of comrade gradually became indifferent in people’s vision and hearing. Instead, such as Sir, madam, Miss, man, ladies, bosses, landlady, in short, there are a lot of titles, which makes people at a loss. For example, if you work in a factory or a company, you can call the following employees as Masters or workmates, and the leaders as factory directors or managers. But if you go to government departments and administrative agencies to handle affairs, you are facing civil servants. If it is not appropriate to call teachers or teachers, I think it is more appropriate to call them directly. If you go to the service industry, such as restaurants, hotels, hair salons, massage centers, karaoke halls, and call the service staff miss, it may cause the other party to dislike, giving you a supercilious look. Because such a name often reminds people of the fashionable words and sentences of Miss escort, which are harmful to human dignity. If the other side is a businessman who has a door or a large-scale fixed stall, it can be called the boss. If you encounter a vegetable farmer who is single-handed, you can call it aunt, aunt, sister or uncle depending on the age and gender of the other side, primary, brother. The above is just my personal opinion, which may be naive. I remember that there was a comrade who served as the first female county magistrate in Baise. After graduating from the fifth and seventh cadre schools during the Cultural Revolution, he was assigned to the county commercial service station (bureau) as deputy, all the cadres and workers who knew her well were used to calling her county magistrate or director. She said to them sincerely: Please call me comrade. This was such a frank language, because she had a broad mind and was a tested soldier and a loyal servant of the masses. She was born and died for the Liberation of the Republic. When she was feeding pigs in the fifth and seventh cadre schools, her feet were hurt, but she never played in front of the public. She would not suffer from gain and loss because of her position, and gave up her obligations and duties. She treated others equally and cared about the sufferings of the masses, just like Fan Zhongyan’s words in the Yellow Crane Tower: worry about the world first, 48h after xia zhi le er le. This is the life portrayal of a honest Communist. After the Northern Expedition, Sun Yat-sen, the great pioneer of revolution, encouraged and warned all the soldiers, colleagues and compatriots of the Northern Expeditionary Army earnestly: The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard. This is warning Heng. Comrade, is a common ideal and common aspiration, that is, like-minded. In the big family of our motherland, comrade is the most cordial, harmonious, warm, eternal and civilized appellation.

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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…

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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…

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On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites…

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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…

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