Month: July 2019

Fragrance

[Introduction] calm down and think: now it has been the year of establishment, and it has gone through some wind and rain, but now it is dim in the morning but at a loss. As time goes by, there are many feelings that must be hidden; There are many people.

On the night of early summer, the breeze hit and strolled on the Boulevard. Suddenly, a long-lost fragrance of Elaeagnus angusae flew into the nose from time to time, so fragrant, still faint, faint, I am making intoxicating and beautiful dreams in the fragrance of flowers. The flower shape of Elaeagnus angusae is very similar to Osmanthus, but it is not as delicate and exquisite as osmanthus. The surface of Elaeagnus angusae leaves is covered with a thick, it reflects the clear and cold brilliance under the sunlight. That light and quiet Demin seemed to tell her story of struggling with ruthless years for thousands of years, and there was also a beautiful legend about Elaeagnus angusae. Emperor Qianlong of Qing dynasty had a concubine from Sinkiang, who was deeply loved by Qianlong because of the exotic fragrance on his body, so he was named Xiangfei. It is said that there is a jujube River in the hometown of Xiangfei, and jujube trees grow on both sides of the river. Every time when the Elaeagnus angusae flowers bloom, the Elaeagnus angusae flowers are full of fragrance, scattered in the jujube River with the wind, and the whole river is permeated with rich fragrance of flowers. Xiangfei likes to bathe and soak in this river. As time passes, the fragrance of Elaeagnus angusae penetrates into the skin, and the body fragrance of Xiangfei comes from this. When you are young, every time when the Elaeagnus angusae flowers are fragrant, you will fold a string of flower branches, insert them into the bottle or put them into the schoolbag. The flowering period of Elaeagnus angustiflorum is very long, which lasts for nearly one month. When Elaeagnus angustiflorum is in full bloom, the whole air is filled with light Elaeagnus angustiflorum fragrance. The folded flower branches will also bloom for a week before the fragrance disappears. This season is the most beautiful season in Xinjiang, and what makes people more intoxicated is the refreshing fragrance of Elaeagnus angustiflorum in the air. Jujube tree is a tree species in northwest Gobi, which often grows on arid and barren land. Facing the harsh external environment, jujube tree is still growing tenaciously and vigorously, and flowers that can float thousands of miles have blossomed, adding countless spring colors and vitality to this colorless land. Small flowers, light yellow, fresh and bright, Bloom on the branches in clusters and dance in the wind. As the wind blows away the fragrance. In my mind, there is no other flower known and cherished like Elaeagnus angusae. Her blooming is destined to be refined and detached. She didn’t envy the wealth of peony, the beauty of Rose or the beauty of life in front of the sun, but she was strong enough to bloom all her life alone, abandoning regrets and forming her own charm. Be strong in the storm, calm in the years and seasons, and elegant in the trifles of the world of mortals. The blooming Elaeagnus angusae also gives people the longing for love, but love is not just a beautiful dream. Yes, jujube tree is rooted in northwest China. Facing the ruthless wind and sand, it does not lower its head and proudly opens bright flowers with overflowing fragrance. At this moment, I suddenly secretly laughed at myself how naive I had complained that I didn’t grow up in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers and pleasant scenery. Now I can’t help feeling the spring scenery in this season, the scenery that really touches people’s heart often does not lie in the famous mountains and rivers, and the Tang Garden in Wei garden. It doesn’t lie in the popularity of tourists. As long as you are in the right state of mind, or you are isolated from the desert wasteland and living in the countryside and mountain village, you can also interpret the real beauty silently from the sun, moon, rivers, wind and rain, in order to decorate the time passing by quietly, the plain days can also be brought out from time to time. This fascinating poetic and pictorial feeling lies in the philosophy of scenery. Looking at everything around with a good mood, life is beautiful, the world is full of beautiful scenery, flowers and trees can shine on life. Meditation and thinking: now it has been the year of establishment, and it is also considered to have gone through some wind and rain, but now it is dim in the morning but at a loss. As time goes by, there are a lot of feelings that must be hidden; There are a lot of people who must miss; There are a lot of fantasies that must be shattered. There is no need to worry and there is no right or wrong. Just like me at this moment, smelling the fragrance of flowers is a kind of enjoyment, luxury and detachment. In my opinion, no matter how plain life is, it is a unique, out-of-print and wonderful masterpiece. It depends on what kind of vision you use to understand it. Today, I smelt the familiar fragrance of Elaeagnus angusae again, which aroused the deep and shallow feelings buried in my heart and made me uncontrollable excitement and happiness. At this moment, the light fragrance seems to become strong again, floating beside my breath, breathing, deep breathing, the light sweet fragrance makes me intoxicated, intoxicating makes me look for the blooming vitality and the warmth of green in the noisy world of mortals!

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Wear dress of season

When I was very young, because of the influence of the concept of preferring boys to girls in rural areas and the poor family, I had no chance to wear skirts at all. I remember that the first time I had a skirt was in the second grade of primary school. It was a small dress that my sister wore for many years and finally couldn’t wear. When it came to me, I couldn’t see the original bright appearance. That was a dress with red floral prints printed on the white background. When I wore it, the white background was already a little yellowish, and the red floral prints were much dimmer because of repeated rinsing. But I am still happy for a long time. Maybe the concept of beauty has already come into being. From then on, I wore it to school everyday, especially when there was a breeze blowing across the skirt, I would rotate excitedly at 300 to 60 degrees. I thought I was just a butterfly at this time, spreading its wings in the wind. At that time, I liked not only skirts but also long hair. I always hoped that one day my hair would be as long as skirts. I think the skirt will like to keep company with long hair and dance together in the wind. When I was in junior high school, I went to a village where my homework was not very tight, so I spent a period of time with my skirt. At that time, the economic condition of my family had improved, and my mother would occasionally buy me a new dress, and even she would tie up my long hair for me every morning. Sometimes it is a ponytail, sometimes two Yangjiao braid. At this time, she was also recalling her long braid. I heard from my mother that her braid was thick and black at that time, and I thought her hair must be full of the beauty of my mother in those years. Later, I went to the best high school in the county. I was informed on the first day that I could only wear school uniform. All my long hair had to be cut into short hair with neat ears. I reluctantly said goodbye to the dress and long hair for three years, and I didn’t have more time to recall the beauty of the dress and long hair during my busy time. It was not until I entered the university that I started the season of having skirts and long hair again. Of course, long hair had been worn for a long time. And the skirt still adds pure white along the original floral route. The skirt should carry women’s pursuit of beauty and their expectation of beauty in the future. The youth of loving beauty, the mood of loving beauty, and the longing of loving beauty, how wonderful and memorable that season was! Later, I went to the society and only occasionally wore skirts when I joined the work. As I grow older, I always feel that it is the dress of young people and little girls. Gradually, skirts begin to be less and less in my life. It seems that trousers and business suits represent more growth and maturity. As a result, my mood gradually got rid of my little daughter’s modality and took more responsibility for life. Therefore, the dress is no longer elegant and the mood is no longer light. There is more heaviness inside. Occasionally, I lament gently that the lost youth and clothes may never come again, and my heart is full of nostalgia and sadness. The days go forward in plain. I always thought that life was like this until I was old. Later, many newly graduated college students came to the unit one after another, and I suddenly realized that I seemed to have been out of the world for a long time. Looking at those young college students dressed well, I was rustic as if I had been isolated from them for a century. The office has been bright and active for a long time since then. People have to admit what kind of pursuit they will have with what kind of people. I began to take part in sports again in order to reduce the fat and heavy mentality brought by years. When my body was gradually relaxed, my mood was gradually empty. The past years can come back, and the lost mood can also be recovered again. One day in a certain month of a certain year, I found my long lost mood. In such a memorable day, I put on a white dress for myself and danced with the wind to hold my youthful mood again. The skirt season was not far away.

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Encounter red sandalwood

[Introduction] I like rosewood, but it comes from the sentence that I like. The Rosewood is not gone, and I have not gone. What a shocking sentence, that hard, that porcelain, lingering and wonderful, when all the prosperity ends, how many people will stay for you and how much love will last……

I like encounters, just like the hazy heart. Fantastic feeling, I believe that something is destined to come for you in this life at the moment you pass by, with your own taste, the same breath, with the frequency of heartbeat, that is the traction of the soul, always with a kind of mystery, slowly winding, unbearable surprise, unbearable obsession. It’s so perfect, and it’s very perfect. How many things in the world come for you, how many are for you, how many are for you, how many are unexpected encounters, and how many are transformed into beauty. We are constantly encountering each other every day, one person, A song, a fragrance. I once liked a bottle of perfume, which was so obsessed that it was not rich, not gorgeous, light and elegant, mysterious and charming, looming, and fascinating, as if I had found confidence from it, it seems that only the smell mixed with body fragrance can truly express oneself, which is so sweet, so mysterious and enchanting. We are not so much an encounter as a search, looking for our own color, our own taste, and the fate we were born for ourselves. It seems that I am looking for a concern, a kind of understanding that belongs to me, that kind of confusion, that kind of encounter cannot be sought. I believe that it must be unique, with a unique taste, I can’t bear to let go if I catch it. That is the support of a soul, that is another self, always flowing with his own flesh and blood, and has inseparable feelings with himself. I like Rosewood because it is delicate, simple and fragrant and eternal. It collects the spirit of heaven and earth, possesses the essence of trees, endows God with the will and gives people a sign of peace. Nature, nobility, always carries a kind of mysterious characteristic, no invasion of poison, no smell of wind and dust, and people can’t help blasphemy. Just like a woman who abandoned the wind and dust, she would never be invaded and eaten by the secular world, and would always keep the most original sincerity, so quiet, so noble, not flaunting, not worldly-wise, and had gone through thousands of sails, still pristine purity. What kind of refinement and conquest will it be. Conquered countless temptations and loneliness in the world, and obliterated all loneliness and fetters. Eternity, what can be eternal in the world, what can never pass away, how much passion can stand the killing of time, how much Miss can stand the waiting of time, love annihilated by family affection, the emotions reviled by the world make those promises which can be called Eternal drift in the long river of time with the wind and become the pain that can never be touched. Rosewood seems to expect an eternal love without vulgar resistance, secular invasion, mockery, abuse, silence, extravagance and secularity, always keep the beauty of silence. I like Rosewood more because I like the sentence that rosewood is not gone, and I have not gone. What a shocking sentence that is so hard, so porcelain, lingering and wonderful, when all the prosperity is gone, the music ends, how many people can still stay for you, and how many love can stay for a long time, the figure is withered, the world is hot and cold, the fleeting beauty, the silent acquiescence of sadness, only the fragrance, no complaints or regrets, can be scattered by your side forever. Encountering rosewood is like encountering the unique expectation. I like it when I see it. It is like having an incomprehensible fate with myself. That kind of soul is lingering, that kind of confusion, and I am willing to spend my whole life, we should also make it fragrant and eternal, and make ourselves like rosewood, quiet and ancient, with various colors, no invasion of any poison, and an indelible soul.

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Hardships and happiness

After completing the duty of flood prevention in August, I still care about the unpredictable weather in mountainous areas. Thinking of the old saying that there must be heavy rain in Jiuqing, I am very worried about the concentrated heavy rain in mountainous areas. After eating some old dry rice, lying on the bed and squinting for a while, the sweat soon soaked the T-shirt. The sun was more spicy in the afternoon. Sitting on the wooden bench made by myself under the eaves, I read a prose in the special attention last month unintentionally, I feel that those who have read it for several times lose their freshness and can’t read it any more. So I simply left the book and picked up the pen to write something. But I couldn’t find anything to write for a while, so I put down the pen in my hand, picked up the old newspaper on the table, and read several news reports about the civil war in Libya. Work area of cement tile housing carries 5 PCs spring and autumn, this year special sinister Sun depending on to Sun through this ready to burst of cement tile roof. The dining hall was a little more spacious, and a group of brothers were talking about the scorching sun with great enthusiasm. It was not raining in such a dog’s day, so I was going to die of heat. Let alone people are afraid of heat, the transformer is too hot to stand. Recently, it always trips. A DGG multi-purpose column oil breaker which has been used for many years went on strike at 2:00 pm. We had to run for an hour on the dusty gravel road in the hot summer to get to the Switch Station for maintenance. Replace the transformer oil, replace the falling insurance, complete a trip and send electricity everyone became a white-haired woman, the dust on his face formed a strong contrast with the emerald green of the early autumn mountain forest. In spite of this, everyone was happy that the blockage of cement pumping pipeline would be reduced one minute earlier when the electricity was sent, and there would be no more brothers enjoying ultraviolet barbecue under the scorching sun on the plateau. The hardship of work is self-evident, but hard work is also full of happiness. Although I feel that my family is still good, my heart is still very sweet when one’s hardship can be exchanged for greetings from his wife and children. When you see others driving luxury cars, you feel that you are also happy walking. The key is that you can think of the small home where you live. This kind of thought has a particularly warm feeling, which is the happiness after hard to find during my long wandering time.

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Sadness heats up in the sunshine

shi yi yue. The Sky of Anyuan is clear and free. In the sunshine, there is a sweet and sticky smell of rice soup. Walking on the street of Anyuan, Zhu Zixuan obviously felt a kind of sadness warming up in the sunshine. He smelt the aroma of drumsticks floating from KFC and suddenly found that he had not eaten for three days. He didn’t even know why he was walking in this street. Just like a zombie, the only thing that could prove his existence was his growling belly, however, the footprints we have stepped on will never leave any trace. After passing, I will pass forever. Zhu Zixuan stood on the North Bridge, watching the river flowing quietly in the plain River, raising an inexplicable melancholy in his heart, as if he had entered a virtual world. I didn’t know when Zhu Zixuan felt that someone patted him on the shoulder. Looking back, it turned out to be Uncle Qi. Uncle Qi didn’t know Zhu Zixuan. Just like Zhu Zixuan didn’t know Uncle Qi. But they came together. That year, Zhu Zixuan graduated from university and worked in Yingjing group, while Uncle Qi came two months after Zhu Zixuan entered Yingjing group. At first, Zhu Zixuan didn’t understand how people like Uncle Qi could enter Yingjing group. Later, he found that Uncle Qi had some relatives with the chairman of Yingjing group, don’t think about this question any more. In this way, they came together, one in his early twenties and the other more than fifty. At the beginning, Zhu Zixuan didn’t have much favorable impression on Uncle Qi, and even felt a little bored. But after a long time, this feeling of boredom gradually faded away, and sometimes they would make jokes. Time is a river and never stops. No one cares how long the river flows. Similarly, few people pay attention to how much time passes. But Zhu Zixuan noticed. So he was doomed to be sad. He was destined to spend every day in sorrow, which was somewhat cruel to him, but the reality was like this, and no one could change. The river flowed slowly, and the sunshine slanted down, shining on the river surface, bridge and Zhu Zixuan and Uncle Qi. The two were silent, without a sigh, only running water and sunshine. Finally, Uncle Qi said, Zi xuan, what are you looking? Ask knowingly, I will see you even if I don’t look at running water, a bad old man. Zhu Zixuan had been used to talking to Uncle Qi like this. Uncle Qi didn’t object much, and he could even say that he was willing to accept such a title. Ha ha, what’s the matter? There is obviously a sense of concern in Uncle Qi’s words. But Zhu Zixuan didn’t buy it. What happened? Nothing wrong. I want to see the running water and bask in the sunshine. This kind of life is good. Zhu Zixuan stared at Uncle Qi after saying that. He found that Uncle Qi was really old, wrinkles were obvious, and senile plaques began to spread over his hands and face slowly. Although Uncle Qi was old, in Zhu Zixuan’s eyes, Uncle Qi was actually young because he had a childlike heart. Looking at the river, Zhu Zixuan suddenly remembered something. About the things that Uncle Qi moved him. Sometimes, he really had to believe that everything was destined to be the same. There is no power to prevent something from happening, or we are just repeating. But who is willing to admit such a fact? After all, this is a cruel fact. Zhu Zixuan thought, if this is the case, then why do people have to fight and fight? This problem had been bothering him for a long time, and he couldn’t forget it, just like he couldn’t forget Uncle Qi, even though Uncle Qi did nothing to him. People are such contradictory animals. You may not remember those who treat you well; But you remember those who are indifferent to you clearly. In fact, for Zhu Zixuan, the first thing Uncle Qi did to him that moved him was that on his birthday, Uncle Qi clipped a fish head for him to eat, of course, Uncle Qi didn’t know that it was Zhu Zixuan’s birthday. But Zhu Zixuan was moved. I was moved by an unfamiliar person for the first time. He still remembered that on his birthday, the company was still as usual. There was no change, and no one cared about how special a few days were. For others, this was just an ordinary day, and Zhu Zixuan didn’t tell anyone his birthday. He didn’t want others to know his birthday, but he remembered that he and his mother were born on the same day. He still remembered that it was a few days earlier than his mother’s birthday, but because his mother gave birth to him in difficult labor, it took a few days and finally the two became the same birthday. This is neither a coincidence nor a coincidence. Just like now, Uncle Qi is eating fish head for himself. When having lunch, Zhu Zixuan looked at the food on the table, but his appetite was not so good, although he had his favorite fish. Seeing Zhu Zixuan’s appearance that he didn’t want to say, Uncle Qi said, “What’s wrong? Such a rich meal is not up to your appetite. It seems that it is really difficult to serve you. Zhu Zixuan knew that Uncle Qi liked to watch jokes, so he didn’t care about it. He just smiled gently, then lowered his head and kept inserting the rice in the bowl. At this time, Uncle Qi clipped a fish head to Zhu Zixuan and said, “Look, the biggest one has been given to you. Eat quickly. The fish head is good. At this time, Zhu Zixuan’s phone rang. He stood up hurriedly and went out of the restaurant to answer the phone. He was glad that the call made him not panic. Zhu Zixuan’s father passed away since he was a child. Although his mother found a man to replace him later, Zhu Zixuan always couldn’t find the feeling of father’s love. Therefore, he was in a panic just now, even his palms were sweating. When I took out the phone, it turned out that my mother called me. Zhu Zixuan answered the phone immediately and said, “Mom, have you eaten delicious food? His mother didn’t answer either. She just kept asking him what he had eaten and hung up the phone. Zhu Zixuan answered the dining table again, still lowering his head, but this time the fish head was inserted. The fish head that moved Zhu Zixuan. The days always pass in plain way, day by day, day by day, day by day, day by day, day by day, day by day, day by day, laugh day by day, day by day, no matter what, the past is still the past, the things that shouldn’t have passed have also passed. Just like Zhu Zixuan, he didn’t want to go to a strange place, but that was the case. The more you didn’t want it, the more he played tricks on you, he didn’t want to go to Shenzhen from the bottom of his heart. He had never been interested in that place. However, due to the problem of livelihood, she had to leave Anyuan, a place that he felt pity. Indeed, Anyuan was a place worthy of pity, especially for Zhu Zixuan. Firstly, he himself was from Anyuan, and secondly, Anyuan was not very rich, it can even be said to be a medium-poor city. Therefore, Zhu Zixuan also had a faint feeling for Pingxiang, which was the reason why he didn’t want to leave Pingxiang. Besides, he might have no other reason to stay in Anyuan, although he really hoped that he would not be separated from Uncle Qi and other friends, it was just like this. Those who should go should always leave. The night before he went to Shenzhen, Zhu Zixuan called Uncle Qi. When Uncle Qi received the call, he kept smiling and said, “Don’t forget my old friend when you go out. For the first time, Zhu Zixuan felt that Uncle Qi’s voice became very magnetic. I’m leaving tomorrow. I don’t want to leave. Uncle Qi comforted: Actually it’s nothing. Shenzhen is a big and rich city. It must be better if you go there than here. Then you want me to leave quickly. Zhu Zixuan obviously felt a sense of loss when he spoke. Suddenly he smiled again and said: Do you want to send me a gift? Uncle Qi agreed cheerfully. After hanging up the phone, Zhu Zixuan looked out of the window. At this time, the sky was not too heavy and not too heavy. It dripped on the window along the eaves, and then flowed down along the window. Far away was a vast white mountain, no plants could be seen on the mountain, just surrounded by a thick layer of fog. Zhu Zixuan thought that there must be some flowers blooming inside, there must be some butterflies or bees flying in the flowers, but I can’t see it. I only see fog, except fog or fog. On the day Zhu Zixuan left, uncle Qi was really waiting for him at the gate of the railway station on time. He got up at seven in the morning and put on a suit specially, uncle Qi seldom cared about wearing it at ordinary times, but today is an exception, because he wanted to send Zhu Zixuan, and he also dressed up specially. Uncle Qi stood at the gate of the railway station. It was still very cold in the morning of Anyuan, and there was wind blowing from time to time. But Uncle Qi didn’t feel cold because he found that Zhu Zixuan hadn’t arrived yet, only then did he doubt whether he misheard yesterday. Maybe Zhu Zixuan would not leave at all. I didn’t expect you to come anyway. Uncle Qi turned around and saw Zhu Zixuan. He was also very handsome. Although Zhu Zixuan had always been handsome, today is undoubtedly the most handsome, or there is a trace of sadness in his handsome appearance, this makes Uncle Qi feel like embracing him. But in fact, I just said casually that I really want to leave. Uncle Qi has passed the age of being impulsive, but he is not a person who is good at restraining himself. However, Zhu Zixuan ran forward, hugged Uncle Qi and kissed him on his face, but he quickly let go. Uncle Qi looked at him, and Zhu Zixuan felt that his face was a little hot, the heartbeat was very strong, but he didn’t feel scared. He saw Uncle Qi’s face was also very red, like a ripe apple, this reminded Zhu Zixuan of a novel written by Buning. He forgot the specific name, but he did think of it. Uncle Qi looked at Zhu Zixuan’s face and said: Why do you suddenly want to kiss me? After saying that, he looked around at a loss and stopped talking. Finally, Uncle Qi said softly: get on the train, the train will leave soon. Zhu Zixuan carried the bag and walked away slowly, leaving Uncle Qi standing there alone. On the way home, Uncle Qi was still wondering why Zhu Zixuan wanted to hug himself. Was it really a farewell hug? But then he thought that he might not be able to see it from then on, and then a kind of faint sadness rose slowly. Uncle Qi didn’t know what happened to him, as if he suddenly became emotional. After staying in Shenzhen for a few days, Zhu Zixuan still often couldn’t forget the time he spent in Anyuan, and always remembered the past. That day, Zhu Zixuan suddenly received a phone call from Xi Ruo. Xi Ruo said calmly on the phone, Zixuan, are you OK? However, Zhu Zixuan was moved in a mess. He didn’t know what to say. He just nodded and forgot that they were just on the phone. Xiruo couldn’t see him nodding at all. As a result, if Xi thought the telephone signal was not good, he hung up. But Zhu Zixuan felt sweet for several days. The shadow of xiruo always appears in my mind. That was a clear and beautiful shadow. Zhu Zixuan couldn’t forget the situation when Xi Ruo smiled slightly to him at the first sight, xiruo had two shallow dimples, which made him very beautiful and sweet. Zhu Zixuan will still remember xiruo, especially at work. Because working in Yingjing is actually very boring. There is nothing to do every day. The only advantage is that you can surf the Internet every day. When people are bored, it is easy to think of something. Zhu Zixuan is no exception. He clearly remembered that when he knew xiruo, there was drizzle in the sky, and occasionally there were some thunderstorms that did not hurt or itch. Xiruo was wandering alone in the street with little raindrops splashing on her head. She didn’t look anxious, but was very leisurely. For such a girl, zhu Zixuan always has an appreciation. But he didn’t bring an umbrella himself. Zhu Zixuan was so hurried at work in the morning that he forgot to wear it. In fact, he knew it would rain because he listened to the weather forecast last night. If Xi Ruo walked ahead, Zhu Zixuan followed her. Zhu Zixuan also took one step, and Zhu Zixuan was proud of himself, I can always keep the distance between myself and xiruo very accurately, neither very far nor very close, and I can see her face clearly, this is the best for Zhu Zixuan. When arriving at the Middle Ring Road, a taxi suddenly jumped out from the front. It was estimated that the tire stepped on the broken stone plate and splashed a lot of water, which happened to splash on the clothes of Cima, zhu Zixuan estimated that she must be very annoyed, because anyone would be very annoyed when encountering this kind of situation, but this time Zhu Zixuan made a mistake. She didn’t look angry at all, and still walked forward lightly, regardless of the muddy water on her body, she even didn’t mean to take a look at the taxi. Zhu Zixuan thought, was it absolutely impossible for this woman to have no consciousness or to be out of touch with the world, it was just because Zhu Zixuan had never seen anyone out of touch except on TV. At that time, Zhu Zixuan had an impulse to rush forward. He really couldn’t control himself. He thought that he must uncover the veil of this woman. Zhu Zixuan ran forward quickly, almost walking side by side with xiruo, she was still walking forward without looking at Zhu Zixuan. Zhu Zixuan looked around her face and found that it was an extremely delicate face, like the immature apple, he couldn’t help wanting to bite it. Her eyes were full of hope and tenderness. Her hair was wet by the rain, but on the contrary, she had more fun, straight hair was draped over her shoulder, and there were still a little drops of water. Zhu Zixuan was staring at her like this. Her pace was moving forward easily. Do you like to walk quietly alone in the rain? Zhu Zixuan finally couldn’t stand the silence and said softly. She looked at Zhu Zixuan in a flash, then turned her head and said, “you are not the same. Then some return to reserve. There were a lot of passing vehicles when they were off duty. Zhu Zixuan hated the noise most. He thought that this girl was the same. You like being alone or gregarious? She looked at Zhu Zixuan without saying anything, and looked at him coldly with her eyes. Zhu Zixuan asked again: What’s your name? As soon as he finished this sentence, Zhu Zixuan regretted it, but this was indeed what he wanted to ask. I don’t want her to say generously this time: xiruo. Zhu Zixuan thought it in his heart. At this time, the sky was getting darker and darker. It was estimated that there would be a heavy rain. Don’t you like wearing an umbrella? Don’t you wear it because you don’t like it? She smiled, so sweet and pitiful. In this way, Zhu Zixuan and Cima got to know each other. Later, they met each other several times, but it was estimated that both of them could not remember clearly how many times. Zhu Zixuan couldn’t help shaking his head, as if he came out of the dream again. The wind blew around Zhu Zixuan’s ear, which gave him a long-lost feeling, and made him go back to his hometown, childhood and the season that made him happy. There was a little heavy rain, falling gently on my body. I felt touched by a beautiful woman. The sky was very blue and blue, even that River made him find everything he lost at once, including childhood and years. Thinking about it, he picked up his mobile phone and sent a text message to Uncle Qi, which said nothing but a smiling face. He thought Uncle Qi must understand what he meant. At about ten o’clock in the morning, Zhu Zixuan felt really bored, so he turned on the computer and browsed the web page casually. I saw a poem of Celan, which was clicked a lot of times. The poem was written like this: the earth where the tall poplar humans live! /Happy black pond, you reflect their death! /I saw you, sister, standing in the light. He read it carefully and had a touching feeling. It was a long time since he saw such a poem that moved him. At this time, the outside sunshine slanted through the window. The sunshine like rice soup shone on Zhu Zixuan’s body, which made him feel a kind of inexplicable sorrow. But even he himself didn’t know why he felt sad. Perhaps, only sunshine knows.

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Ask friends

Friend, are you in a good mood? A good mood is a flower, a rainbow, and a fog. It makes people happy and sunny. If you have a good mood, you will be open-minded and optimistic, feel the interest in life, and even let people suffer and show good luck. Create a good mood, which is a kind of transcendence of life and a kind of self-rescue of thought, culture and spirit to fight against various pressures. Friend, do you have a lovely home? Home always brings people a warm feeling, a fragrant fragrance and a steadfast feeling. There seems to be endless sunshine and endless honey, and the endless gurgling warm current. Any broken and wet soul will dry here, and any tired and tired body will get the most comfortable warmth here. Friend, can you bear the reality? The reality of life is placed in front of everyone, and no one can avoid it. The only difference is whether to bear it actively or deal with it passively. Reality is a complex of contradictions. It has sunshine, rain and dew, flowers, Thunder, severe frost and withered leaves. It is joy and pain, success and failure, friendliness and ferocious —— interweaving with each other, A complex form mixed up. The success is very acceptable, and the heaviness is unbearable. Please bear the heaviness boldly. It is the best fulcrum of life, just like being good at accepting success. Friend, do you love ordinary? When people come to this world, we cannot choose parents or careers, but we can choose ourselves and ordinary. Just because of the ordinary, we can freely stretch our arms to fly; Just because of the ordinary, we can enjoy every peaceful day seriously. In the ordinary land, we sow the seeds of extraordinary personality, integrity, dignity and responsibility; In the vast crowd, we are used to bearing pain silently and offering emotions silently, transform the environment silently and make life full of friendly trust silently. Friend, do you care about others? Caring about others means that you are good at communication and that you are kind-hearted. Care is a kind of deep lovesickness, a deep friendship, a kind of kindness, concern, benevolence, morality and true love. Caring about others is a kind of deep love and consideration; Being concerned is a kind of indescribable touch and happiness. My friend, is your life romantic? Romance is the nature of life, and romance is a kind of intoxication of life. Romantic is beautiful. A life without understanding romance is an imperfect life. Without romance, life will become a dead pool; Without romance, life is a regretful life. Only those who give full play to their romantic temperament can be regarded as those who enjoy the perfect artistic life. Friend, have you learned to forget? Learning to forget is a kind of generosity to life. Only by forgetting what should have been forgotten and what needs to be remembered can we keep in mind forever. Only by learning to forget can we make our life light and not live too heavy, too lonely, too messy and too trivial, can we leave a beautiful mood and a series of solid life footprints. My friend, are you hesitant? Indeed, hesitancy is the enemy of success. It will make people lose many chances of success. As the saying goes, now or never. Some people don’t know to take advantage of the opportunity just because of gains and losses and hesitation. What is the result? The opportunity flies away from you like a flash, and what is waiting for you is only regret. Therefore, remind friends, please give up hesitation and indecision! Friend, will you be alone? When you are alone, you are facing yourself without interference or shyness. You can open your soul quietly, expose your thoughts, and have a self-examination and introspection, self-examination and self-correction, and enjoy your own happiness. The feeling of being alone is freedom and liberation, and the mood of being alone is relaxed and happy. Therefore, people should learn to be alone and enjoy being alone. My friend, are you handsome? Chic enviable. Indeed, being natural and unrestrained is free, comfortable, beautiful, neat and wonderful. It is not nervous, reluctant, hurried, or artificial. It is free, calm and vulgar, leisurely. However, these are only natural and unrestrained external forms. Natural and unrestrained not only lies in his appearance, clothing and appearance, but also the rich connotation of natural and unrestrained, in his mind, cultivation, thought and morality. My friend, are you content? Contentment is a kind of philosophy and life attitude of human beings, which requires people to be happy and know their lives in any environment, to be content with the status quo, to be free from competition with the world, to be carefree, to be satisfied without higher requirements. It should be said that this attitude and practice of life are inappropriate. So as an individual, how to treat contentment correctly? We should strengthen the sense of mission, responsibility and ambition, put forward practical goals for ourselves, enhance the concept and ability of competition, and constantly improve the deficiencies in our personality. In addition, you should forget your sorrow and worry. You can see and think about everything. Only when you can hold everything in your heart can you enjoy yourself! My friend, do you cherish your life? Life is a process. For it, what we can do is to fill in the process seriously. That’s all. We don’t have to pay much attention to the ending. So, what should we care about? What we care about is the enrichment of this process and our contribution; What we care about is to work hard and worry about our own livelihood and friends around us sincerely; what we care about is that we have devoted ourselves to crying and laughing, and tried our best to make life public. We don’t expect all our efforts to be rewarded. We only pay because we are willing and cherish life. It means we are alive only after paying. It’s as simple as that.

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Fleeting past, people have changed

[Editor’s note] during the recuperation, the author was missing because of a wounded bird. There were both luck and helplessness, joy and longing. Maybe this was life.

An unexpected accident, the hand was badly hurt. I couldn’t go out. Fortunately, it rained continuously for so many days in the south, so I simply stayed at home and didn’t go anywhere. When I woke up at noon, I suddenly found a wounded bird huddling up on the windowsill with its wings wet and its mouth opened feebly, as if calling for companions, it is also like looking forward to that kind of spiritual love, it is really pitiful. I stared silently, suddenly there was an inexplicable feeling that everything in front of me was like me, helpless and helpless. Since leaving home, I have been traveling outside alone. Although the journey of life is full of hardships, I still feel that there are many comforts. It is worthy of my frequent chat and sigh with emotion-that is, I met you in the vast sea of people. Although we were separated again because of regional differences, I couldn’t forget you because of your kindness and sincerity. I don’t know how good you are now. I don’t know if you have your own destination. I often think of you, maybe it really proves that kind of worry that doesn’t need reasons and can’t be abandoned. The years we spent together had neither the romance of holding hands nor the touching of the flowers and the moon. In fact, in my heart at that time, I really regarded you as my yearning in my life. I understand that if I confess to you and acquiesce in my promise, it means that I have to face everything and carry your future. At that time, you, it seems that except for my concern, what impressed me most was kindness. I don’t know what the ending will be once I speak. At that time, I can only hide these in my heart, hold this desire, and leave it to you later. Facts also proved that there was no reason for my original wishful thinking. I didn’t realize until you left. You once liked me. For this, I regret it, but everything is no longer coming again. Since then, I changed my job and left the original living environment. But no matter where I go, your back is like a warm wind. Although you can’t know everything in the future, even though what hurts is my timid soul, I still imagine every time that you suddenly stand in front of me, even if it is a little casual smile. It is said that Love Hurts the Most. Is my feeling for you just like the sad love in the Millennium masterpiece butterfly lovers? Weeping willows in the stream, the branches are shaking. The rain hit the lotus leaves, and the birds were at the tip. If you travel thousands of miles, who will feel sorry for loneliness and sing songs. I just want to take a message for this life. Ruoyi choked with tears, and the flowers will be more beautiful next year. At this time in July, thousands of flowers have blossomed. In front of you, what am I doing. Outside the window, the rain kept falling down. The bird was still curled up on the windowsill, but its mouth was no longer open, as if it was already asleep. I put my hands together and pray that every elf in the world can have a warmth of my own. No matter how long this warmth can be maintained, I believe you are willing to do it without complaint or regret. After all, the past has to become the memory of reality, and whether the depth of memory means that it is unforgettable in everyone’s heart. You used to be a passer-by in my life and also brought me a beautiful vision. Therefore, I can’t escape. I must admit that I lost the love in my original hands. Outside the window, there was an umbrella coming from a distance in a hurry. I thought it might be you. You are still so simple, natural and kind-hearted. You said you felt my loneliness. You said your Accelerated heartbeat definitely made me in a situation. You threw down the umbrella, opened your arms, and your face was covered with rain and tears. I rubbed my eyes, and there was nothing in front of me. Only the bird and the silent me lying on the eaves of the window. It’s all over. On the other side that I can’t see, you and the scenery have made me strange gradually. An unexpected accident, a wounded bird, reminded me of a moment of beauty. Although it had been dusty for a long time, it was my true story. If you are a man of temperament, remember: Don’t let the love in your heart not find a home to stay in.

2011 nian 7 yue in Zhenjiang

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Autumn not back

[Introduction] in this season, some people are overjoyed and full of endless fantasies about the future. However, some people feel the melancholy of the coming cold sun and ice rain. In time, no matter how your mood is, you are growing.

I used to like autumn very much. Now, winter is better. In autumn, I don’t know when it will start, and I am a little desolated. I can’t get rid of it, I can’t deny it, and I can’t drown it. Aging seems to be approaching. The desolation of the body cannot be denied. Just like, the sudden cold of a tree entering the prosperous year restrained the luxuriant pouring, and finally catered to the season’s call, and fell down with the season’s wind. The approaching of the decline period of human beings does not have any disguise or decoration. It seems that every season of the year, the body will give out periodic physiological reactions. Many stubbornness was discounted, from 50% of last year to 40% of this year. As time went on, the posture which had been declining year by year tortured the aging youth. A lot of dazzling debut. From blindness to numbness is the end of a period of time. And we have become the proof that time will never grow old. Time will not grow old, while in time, people will grow old day by day. Autumn has awakened my imagination of sleeping for many years. The softness of Red filled a small window. My surprise came from my intentionally or unintentionally gathering. In the beating and steady march, I grew up with trembling and surprise. My accidental picking gave me eternity in my life. Decorating the splendor of life, I seem to be much richer than others. However, in time, it is not only me but also them that grow old. I want to be quiet and sink to the temperature under the ice. Let the biting ice absorb the coolness in my body, then thoroughly remould myself and reappear in the arena. I don’t know when the deadly nutrition in my body was deeply destroyed and the original cell structure was destroyed. My thoughts lost the original beating and flame-burning passion. The words were not a doll in my hands, but a hard and lifeless zombie from the graceful dance. It seems like a kind of magic outside the celestial body that solidifies the tension of words. I was bold and bold without fear, and turned into a pair of hands that could not move, entangled in a kind of right and wrong, wrapped up. My Flying Wings lost its original color while merging. I feel dizzy, but I don’t think it is the cause of the snow. Therefore, I put down all my imagination and let myself relieve the pain of being burnt in my deep sleep. This season, some people were overjoyed and full of endless fantasies about the future. However, some people felt the melancholy of the coming cold sun and ice rain. In time, no matter how your mood is, you are growing. This fretful summer wave brought me the hope of my dreamy boat, which was about to warm the setting sun in winter. After the summer heat, the dryness-heat also retreated, and the enthusiasm triggered by the dryness-heat also retreated with the departure of the heat, which was cold. Autumn, whether it will detonate another summer season, I looked around in boredom. (867)

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Forever Alex

When I was young, my parents often prevented me from raising small animals. Under my stubborn insistence, I once raised a little black dog. That little black dog spent a happy childhood with me. Unfortunately, its fate was not good, and eventually it died under the stick of human beings. After getting married, I can raise small animals freely, and my husband and children also like them. One day, my husband went back to a fluffy little guy from the local fellow villager’s home, whose whole body was light black. The lovely black eyes are like talking. There is a pinch of white fur on the top of the two eyes, the mouth and nose are black, there is a crack in the middle of the front teeth, and the two small ears prove that it is a little wolf dog, we call it Ali. Ali was naughty and lovely, and he became the most popular member of our family as soon as he arrived, especially my son, who danced happily and played with him all day. During the Spring Festival that year, the company sent sausages. It was said that there was something wrong with the quality, and none of my colleagues dared to eat them, so they all gave them to Ali. Happy alimei enjoyed the whole spring, raised fat and strong, and became a mighty wolf dog. Ali didn’t have much freedom and was often tied by chains. Sometimes he would reluctantly lie on a bench, unhappy; Sometimes he would try his best to get rid of the bondage of the iron chain. Of course, it was in vain and he was so anxious that he could dig holes straight on the ground. His favorite thing was to follow us to the market. As long as he heard us pushing bicycles, he would always shout excitedly. Once he let go of the chain, he rushed to the road immediately, followed by the car and ran to the market. When they arrived at the market, strangers made Ali timid. He dared not to follow US shuttling through the crowd, so he had to sit by the bike and wait patiently. Our car is never locked, because there is Ali watching, no one dares to take a taxi. Ali is my son’s best playmate. When his hind legs stand straight, his whole body is two tall. My son likes to hold the iron chain and stand on the scooter, letting Ali pull it as much as he likes. Ali stretched his tongue, panting heavily and galloping in front. The speed was amazing, but he never saw Ali bring endless fun to children when he was tired. In the summer vacation that year, I locked the gate of the school and locked myself in the office to read books in order to avoid my son who was entangled with others because I had to take the exam. One dusk, I suddenly heard the sound of the hurried claws scratching the door. I opened the door and found that Ali had found it. Seeing me, it rushed up at once, leaving me a face of saliva. Suddenly I found a shocking wound on one side of Ali’s belly, with blood flowing. It turned out that Ali squeezed in from the crack of the iron door locked in the school, and the iron wire on the door scratched Ali. Ali in front of me licked my legs excitedly from time to time. Then he groaned and turned around his neck, licked the bleeding wound. Seeing my heartbreaking, he hurried home to apply medicine for it. The stain of blood on that road witnessed Ali’s attachment to his master. In order not to expose my whereabouts, Ali had less freedom. Until I came home, my husband would never loosen the iron chain to let him go. Our whole family lived happily accompanied by Ali. Ali’s cry and children’s laughter were full of warm courtyard. However, not for long. In order to prevent rabies, the unit launched a dog killing action. Although we had beaten a Li with wild dog seedlings, the unit refused to let a Li live. We really couldn’t bear to see Ali, who had lived together for two years day and night, died under a stick. We decided to send him away reluctantly and let him die in the wild. On Sunday, my husband rode a motorcycle to a small town more than ten miles away, while Ali followed the car ecstatic. He must have thought that he would take it to a further market. I don’t know whether my husband did it intentionally or unintentionally. The speed was so fast that Ali couldn’t catch up with him. When her husband stopped, Ali disappeared, thinking that Ali must have returned along the original road. I had to go home with ambivalence and found that Ali hadn’t come back. It was very strange. That road is the place where we often fly kites in spring. Every time Ali always follows us, it should know the way home. My son asked me pitifully: Ali would definitely not come back. If he became a stray dog, would he be killed? My son’s words were like a sharp knife, stabbing on my heart. Thinking that Ali would become a homeless stray dog, I couldn’t help feeling my eyes wet. We hope Ali will come back, and we are afraid of it. Inner attachment and reluctance still prevailed. Therefore, the family returned to look for it. Walking and shouting all the way, I finally found that Ali was struggling to find his way home in the dense corn field. When flying kites before, dense layers of green gauze tents appeared on the flat and empty field now. Ali naturally lost his direction. Ali saw us and rushed over at once, like a reunion after a long separation. He rolled happily and licked us with jumping. Ali followed us back home again, but it could never understand the real intention of the master today. Ali accompanied us for a short and happy life again. The leader of the security department of the unit came to inform us in person. If the dog was not disposed of, they would start work. We had no choice but to send Ali away again. In order to learn the lesson from last time, we decided to send Ali back to his original local fellow-townsman. Although Ali was tied to his mother, he was not happy at all. He wailed all day long, even the bones he always loved were not willing to eat. He was missing the happy home in the past, miss its owner. When we passed the fellow villager’s yard, Ali could accurately identify the sound of our car, and would shake the tail excitedly and scream, knowing that we would go to see it. Seeing it swallowing the food we brought, the fellow villager kept saying: This dog is too lover and too human. Yes, in his heart, we are his relatives, and he must be extremely attached to his former home. Although Ali couldn’t go home, we didn’t lose it after all. Ali is our concern and the source of our happy holidays. We would take food to see it every rest day, and our son would always save the ham sausage he ate and bring it to Ali. The joy of family reunion will always move me deeply. How can such a beautiful thing bear to let it disappear? However, the good scene is still not long. One morning, the fellow townsman hurried to the school and asked whether Ali would come back. It turned out that Ali broke away from the chain at night and disappeared. After getting off work, I rode a car to look around, but finally I didn’t find Ali. Besides being regretful and lost, I felt very lucky. After all, Ali left alive. Although he didn’t know its life and death, at least he gave us a thought and expectation. We hope it can live healthily and happily, and we hope it will come back suddenly one day. However, until we left that home forever, we didn’t wait until Ali appeared. It remains in our beautiful memory forever.

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Master beggar Sesame official

2009 nian national day, 80-year-old grandpa finally took 7 years completed his 20 multi-million words of autobiography, for his legendary life add a thick and heavy in colours. When 7 years ago grandpa visiting family tell me his memoirs idea, I on his idea both surprised, and wondered: Grandpa his old man’s house just in four, when he was five years old, his father taught him to know a few words. Later, he had no chance to go to school because of national calamity. After taking part in the revolution, you still need to ask the army instructor to write a letter for you. Although you studied in the Army crash course for a period of time after liberation, you also taught yourself the courses of Chinese language major at the age of 60. But only by these can he write a book of his tough decades of life? Grandpa smiled confidently at that time and said, “after I have finished writing, you can help me sort out and revise it. I perfunctorily agreed. Unexpectedly, in 2006, my younger brother came back from Yunnan to visit relatives and told me that my grandfather was wearing reading glasses to write his memoirs on the computer, and because he didn’t know Chinese pinyin, he could only search one word and type one word with the help of a dictionary. This made me awe-inspiring: you should know that my grandfather was 76 years old at that time and he was suffering from many diseases! Now, when this memoir which gathered the seven years’ efforts of the old man was put in front of me, I couldn’t help being shocked by my grandfather’s spirit of getting older and stronger. I began to appreciate his legendary life and comprehend his mental journey with a touching, admirable and devout mood. At the beginning of reading, I had to read while thinking to understand the meaning of his writing (because when he began to write about his childhood experiences, he often used homophones to express his hometown dialect). But the later the article is, the smoother the writing is, the more wonderful the story is, and the more touching the plot is. I this ever long article less interested people is almost finished reading 20 multi-million words memoir, some moving incident let I have mixed feelings, awake at night. My grandfather described the rise and fall of the nation with plain and vivid words and affectionate words, expressed his loyalty to the party and the people, and poured out his love for the motherland and his hometown. I was shocked by my grandfather’s extraordinary experience, impressed by his confidence and courage, and amazed by his writing skills. As a Chinese, we will always have such a scene in our hearts: on October 1st, 19499, Chairman Mao solemnly declared on the gate tower of Tiananmen Square: The People’s Republic of China was founded! China, which has experienced vicissitudes, has been standing in the east of the world ever since. My grandfather was one of the tens of thousands of revolutionary soldiers who had gone through the bullets for the establishment of new China. When Chairman Mao announced the establishment of the People’s Republic of China in Beijing, grandpa and his comrades-in-arms were still fighting to eliminate the bandits in southwest China. Many comrades-in-arms died in striving for the great liberation of the whole country, the lucky grandfather escaped from bullets one after another and survived tenaciously. He recorded his personal stories with amazing perseverance, let us remember those young soldiers who devoted themselves to liberation, and warned us to cherish today’s hard-won happy life, encourage us to strive for the prosperity of our motherland. His memoirs gave me a spiritual baptism. He was a young boy who experienced twists and turns in 1930, and his grandfather was born in the home of fan Dinghan, the sixth boss of Pingyao Wei Fenghou exchange shop. At that time, Pingyao said that there were four Masters and eight small families, and the Fan family was the first of the eight small families. The elder named him fan Zuying (meaning that generations are winners). As the second generation of the only child in this family, he was deeply loved by his elders. My grandfather in his childhood lived a rich life like Jia Baoyu. However, with the outbreak of civil war, the invasion of Japanese pirates and the addiction of parents to drugs, this rich family gradually declined until the family was ruined. He begged along the street with his mother and suffered all kinds of bullying. He was resold twice and finally sold to Cao Bi’s Wen’s house. My grandfather’s childhood life experience became the epitome of many Chinese families in that turbulent era. He was a wise and brave soldier at the age of 15. He joined the revolutionary army led by the Communist Party and embarked on the revolutionary road of saving the nation and the people. In the battle of liberation of Taiyuan, grandpa and his comrades-in-arms developed the incomplete artillery captured from Yan Xishan army into multi-functional artillery, and seized the moment when the enemy gasped and gave the enemy a fatal blow, it reduced the casualties of comrades-in-arms and earned precious time for the Liberation of Taiyuan. On April 24th, 1949,taiyuan Liberation Day, it happened to be grandpa’s birthday. Taiyuan liberation became Grandpa’s best birthday gift. After the liberation of Taiyuan, my grandfather continued to go south on foot with the army. It lasted for 3 years and traveled thousands of miles. He killed the enemy and suppressed bandits all the way, completing the second long march in the history of our army and making new contributions to the liberation of the whole country. His class was awarded the first-class merit. The Award flag of his regiment was written to be accurate, and the award flag of his army was written to study techniques and lay the foundation carefully, and exert its power to destroy enemies in wartime. The collective honor could not be separated from the efforts of the collective members, and these merits undoubtedly became the historical witness of his glorious revolutionary journey. He was a student who constantly transcended himself. In July, 1953, his 23-year-old grandfather started another transformation of his life. He was arranged to study in the second artillery preparatory school of West Palace in Luoyang city and became a student. Before that, he who only knew +-had learned algebra, plane geometry, logarithm and series from fraction in just one year. Because of his intelligence and serious study, he was soon hired as a teaching assistant by his teacher. In March of 1955, grandpa was awarded the rank of captain. In July of the same year, my grandfather returned to his original position and began to learn mining, farming and fishing techniques. In his spare time, he also taught himself how to draw sketches. Versatile he, be Company elected wall newspaper, economic, discipline inspection 3 PCs club work member. At the age of 60, he began to learn Chinese language and literature by himself and became an old college student. He was a cadre who devoted himself to serving the people. In 1964, his grandfather transferred to Zhanyi automobile transportation station and devoted himself to the transportation construction in Yunnan. Among all the strange things in Yunnan, there is such a strange thing: trains can’t pass through the country at home, which vividly describes the current traffic situation of Yunnan at that time, and a large number of materials transportation needs to be completed by cars. My grandfather led his team members to overcome all difficulties and make contributions to the local economic development. During his 24-year work at the bus terminal, his job was transferred 27 times. But no matter what position he was in, no matter in good times or adversity, he always upheld the belief that people’s interests were the priority and the prosperity of the country was above all else. For decades, he tried his best to do his job well and always cared about the sufferings of the masses, I have been praised and respected by everyone in every job. He was an admirable extraordinary writer in 2002, with a strong sense of historical mission, grandpa began to conceive his memoirs and marched towards the ranks of writers. In 2003, his grandmother died unfortunately. He looked after his grandson while writing. In 2005, my grandfather, who kept pace with the times, tried to write on the computer. Because he didn’t understand Pinyin, he often checked and typed one word. With strong perseverance, over seventy years, with many different illnesses grandfather finally completed 20-multi-million words of autobiography, completed his life again Long March. Life is endless, and fighting is endless. Grandpa proved to the world with his strength and wisdom that he could stand up firmly where his parents fell down! He can proudly declare to the world that we are the unyielding descendants of the Chinese nation. We have the ability to overcome all difficulties and make our nation invincible forever! My grandfather’s history is the epitome of the rise and fall of the Chinese nation. He awakened thousands of Chinese people to cherish the good times now, took the initiative to shoulder the historical mission of the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation, and made contributions to the prosperity of the motherland. This memoir is a special membership fee that Grandpa paid to the party, and also a precious gift that he presented to his mother. As an ordinary teacher of the people, I think this memoir is a vivid teaching material of patriotism education; As the author’s younger generation, I sincerely say hello to the peasant grandfather! Salute to my grandfather!! Present a bunch of flowers that will never fade to the writer’s grandfather!!!

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