At the end of the year, when I was having a small gathering with my friends and getting drunk, I began to nostalgia. I don’t know who talked about the topic of blind date, which quickly aroused everyone’s interest and enthusiastic speech. When Friend A was young, he was tall, dignified and had Zhang Fei’s fierce temperament. Zhao Yunzhishai, a ruffian from the top officials in Ximen, was very popular with girls. There were countless blind dates. There were twenty or thirty times when he came, but it was like a bear breaking a stick.
(85) In the residential area of Zhongding Haoyuan, where I live, there is a small stream paved with pebbles, which dries up all the year round and never runs by murmuring water. Only after several days of torrential rain can the stream accumulate some rainwater. A few days later, all the rain penetrated into the ground. The pebbles washed clean and smooth by rainwater were exposed naked in the stream. Few people go there.
Ten days have passed since the beginning of the new year, and my New Year’s wishes and plans have not come out yet. Although the middle-aged uncle’s age, was bound by life, but the future is possible, there are still dreams. Think about it, the New Year’s vision is still to hope that they and their families are safe, healthy, happy, not injured by disasters and diseases, not entangled in the hardship of life. A seemingly simple idea,
I stubbornly turned my head and looked out of the window. I watched the red sunrise fading away. The red light of blood stained the horizon for most of the time. The pink dizziness and the clouds filled the sky. My face was red too. I wondered whether the afterglow of the morning sun was exciting or exciting. The swaying carriage became more stuffy under the red light, and the noise of the engine and the occasional coughing in the carriage made the stuffy space difficult.
I heard the traffic on the road and the screaming of sparse salesmen, which sounded very young and should not be more than ten years old. This is the norm in Islamabad. It is not surprising that school-age children do not appear in schools, but in streets and alleys to sell things. Because what you don’t see is that more children are barefoot in the cold winter and begging in the street in thin clothes. he
Title: Salt phobia author: Gu Zhanhong’s turn is Xiaoming, telling his article, “Delay you some time, listen to me patiently. The title of my article is “My family is poor”. Content, through a number of salt shopping incidents, to tell and prove that my family is poor. The first thing is the salt buying incident. When I was seven years old, my mother cooked a dish and suddenly found that there was not enough salt, so she asked me to go.
It is not easy for young people to earn some money, but the money they earn goes to unknown places. How much do you spend on your parents? Now some people have a better attitude towards dogs than to people. There is a man in our community who has a dog named Rowena. A dog is over 100,000. When his owner goes out to slip him everyday, he buys 5 yuan a ham sausage in a small supermarket. Xiao Jinyuan usually eats prescriptions
Brother Wu and Liu grew up in civilian nests. Born on a soft bed, using midwives. It’s breast milk. I haven’t seen milk before. The mat was laid on the floor, and the brothers were laid under the bedclothes. The hygiene is not good. There are a lot of lice. When there was no electricity, the lamp would make it. Wood bench, family around a table. Corn and sweet potato rice, green vegetables are not much. Corn and sweet potato porridge, thick to drink. Kill a pig in New Year
Quietly, the imagination of Master He who holds the steering wheel crutches/can only walk silently with his eyes closed and flies into the beautiful scenery yearning for the tourist resort. Surely, his face is rippled/the bus is shaking and wandering along the rugged road, unaffected by all the joys and laughter, accompanied by the old people clapping their hands and singing/the whole car during the journey. People are moved
Flowering is the process of expressing the existence of life. There are always moments in life when you stand in the temple full of flowers. Youth will not miss you even though it is a broken branch and a broken willow. When others say that you are a color feature film, are you sighing that your life is at best a black-and-white documentary, that is, your heart lacks self-awareness, so you can not feel the charm of life, when the wind blows out your fragrance?
It has been nearly half a month since I went back to Shenzhen. Although my parents are idle, I often think about gains and losses. I dare not spend money to fetch water. There is no trace. Not long time in Shenzhen, coupled with the train time to complete the calculation is only seven days, although not long, but the feeling is deep, it can not change my world, reverse my destiny, but also enriched their outlook on life, a great increase in insight. At home, my father often
Hate too much to know, drunk too much to know. This is the cognitive process of emotion from plane to three-dimensional, and the final journey from acquaintance to acquaintance to mutual involvement. When there is a light sadness in the concern, you can understand that there is a kind of love that needs care. When the time of sunshine and happiness is full of concern, for the person you look forward to day and night, you hide your love in your heart and choose to let go. Your concern will not be for her.
Title: Mother said that I am mentally handicapped author: Gu Zhanhong today is Mother’s Day, today evening training, the head teacher asked everyone to take turns to talk about their own mothers. Everyone spoke plainly, but Xiao Huang’s words touched everyone present. “Today I’ll tell you about my mother? She’s a little tough. By saying something about my brain disability can be reflected. She often says I’m brain-damaged, everybody.
Life is a choice, and not everyone chooses the same path. Nine children of Longsheng are different. People should find their own position in certain social practices. They should persist in “fixing the green hills and not relaxing” and let it go with the wind. Giving up is the art of choice and the compulsory course of life. As the saying goes, “Give up, give up, give up.” Without the courage to give up, there will be no
Author: Gu Zhanhong Title: Dog’s Milk Advertising Note for the first time: Put forward the proposal of Shu Gu, the chairman of the milk enterprise. Faced with the impact of melamine, the enterprise will face the crisis of bankruptcy. Xiao Ming, an employee, put forward a transformation plan for the enterprise. “Faced with crisis, this is an unprecedented challenge. I suggest that the transformation of enterprises does not completely change the old production chain. For example, we can produce goat milk.
There are too many temptations in the world, such as a good job, an opportunity to become famous, a happy journey, or a wish. Some can satisfy people’s temporary needs and desires, but after a long sunshine, there will be a dark and long rainy day… Whenever we indulge in some kind of sadness or happiness brought about by gains and losses, we need a pair of bright eyes to see things clearly.
Title: The exaggerated author of filial piety: Gu Zhanhong Xiaohuang sleeps with air-conditioning at home, wakes up with a cold and is very angry. Why are you angry? Because you are not in a good mood. The day before yesterday, I hitchhiked home. It’s a long way from my school. During the ride, I vomited many times and felt dizzy. Of course, it would affect my mood. So I want to complain about the cold death brand air conditioning company, air conditioning design is not good enough, No.
Time is the most ruthless, you listen or not, see or not, it is slowly flowing, will not stop because of your sigh, or praise, it takes away the red, white silk, wherever you go, those shining, dark days in life are dyed into yellow black and white photos, a picture represents a memorable memory. The scene of the Spring Festival in childhood is in black and white tone.
I often think that flying should only belong to the patents of winged things, such as dragonflies, butterflies, such as geese, birds, etc. When I came into autumn, I saw yellow leaves like butterflies, flying buds, calling the world dark geese, and found that autumn also has a pair of invisible wings, which carries the hope of spring, the prosperity of summer, the good dreams of night, and the day.
People in middle age will have some feelings more or less, looking at the sky in a nostalgic mood, imagining the distant stars, yearning for a better future… Time flies like an arrow, time flies like a shuttle, flowing quietly away from the fingertips and sideburns, and many things seem to go away in a twinkling of an eye. For middle-aged people, after half a life of storms and hardships, perhaps the heart has long been.