One's education, irrelevant education, relevant knowledge. Quality is a kind of inner cultivation. It refers to a person's quality and morality as well as a standard of living in the world. It is a level of internalization achieved by a person through training and training. A quality person must be a person with inner cultivation, which has nothing to do with status, money, appearance. A quality person must be a true person
The “Best Parents” of Nanqiao Community: Zhu Weifu and Zhu Wenling: Holding up their lives with selfless love
Say, "Father loves mountains and mother loves rivers." This is not a lie. In Nangang Community, Danang Town, there is such a couple: the parents work hard to earn money, treat the sick child only, ask the doctor to ask for medical treatment everywhere, and always persist in the child, and give up giving birth to two children. Carefully creating a warm home for the sick children, they are Zhu Weifu and Zhu Wenling. In 1984, Zhu
Beautiful, walked from the bottom of my heart, gently marched on the joy of spring, opened the cloud and misted the characters of Caixia and read the next sentence. Romantic full house, good time, walked from the bottom of my heart, opened the window, let the sun come in. I just happened to be standing at the time when the light was not old, and the melody was a happy one. It was a blue word for me to sit and I picked up "red cherries, green bananas" and "don't think".
When I first entered the rice field, my younger brother was not yet born. My mother was still very young. Maybe I am so big now. Rolled up the trouser legs, stepped in the yellow cattle plowing, immersed in spring water, dyed with manure water, already soft loess. A large step on the right foot drifted, the left foot homeopathy kicked forward, buttocks consciously back to sit, instant mud everywhere. I dyed my little clothes in bright colors.
There are three treasures in our family. In fact, it is exactly that my grandmother family has three treasures. This was when I returned to my grandmother's home during my winter vacation. I discovered that there were three new members in my family. Which are the three treasures? Dabao is a "panda", Erbao is a "white fu," and Sambo is a "mimi." However, this “panda” is not really a panda. It is just a fat, mixed-breed dog with the same dark circles as a panda. And Bai Fu
Batu Jasmine/Freshwater Spring Although I am a person who does not love flowers, I will remember the jasmine flowers of Gusu and Batu. Love red leaves, when he was a beginner poetry, read many phrases about red leaves and felt that the leaves were very poetic. In the fall of that year, Tianpingshan outside of the city of Gusu accidentally picked up a piece. It is still stuck in the pages of the book. Although it has become dry, it is broken, but it cannot withstand throwing away because
Buddha said that "color is empty, empty is color." Substances are addictive drugs. Substances are always changing, and you will always buy things that are "newer" and "better." People want, so people make it. People are never satisfied, and people are always pursuing/creating (material) satisfaction. The outer world, the material world, is a vicious circle. We are the snake that swallows its tail.
Some people say that growing up is a matter of moments. Unfortunately, I forgot when the moment occurred. If there is an early warning, then I must be prepared in advance. At that moment of the electric light and flint, I take a picture, and then I look at myself, what I grew up, and what kind of expression I have. The time is long and long, occasionally recalling, as if watching a yellowed old movie. Those mottled
Report to the mother that the spring flowers bloom and stay warm again. In one year, one year, and another year, the time flies fast. In an instant, Mom, you have left us for three years. In the past three years, too many have happened. Many changes, let me report to you elderly people: Or talk about it from the eyeball first: After you go, the first year (2015) your granddaughter, admitted to HN University, accounting at HD Business School, this but
Chengdu Challenge: Can foreigners eat chili? – From an excerpt from "Hello, Rice, I'm Burger" – When I was eating in China, I often heard people ask, "Can he use chopsticks?" When I eat any spicy dish, such as Sichuan or In Hunan cuisine, I would be asked by others: “Do foreigners eat spicy food?” I chose the word “can” because the problem is not whether it will be eaten because all
The discussion on "repetitive construction" – after reading "Hardly finished sweeping, we immediately paved the asphalt," after reading the article "After the end of the sweep, we immediately paved the asphalt," I always asked: "What happened to the first time? Didn't make reasonable arrangements and put hot weather on the road to put out the bitumen? The second time the person was asked to spend money because of the first time the overall arrangement was improper.
In March, everything recovered and the spring was strong. Little leaves, tenderness, warmth, peach blossoms, winter is too hurried to go, or she did not forget, forgot this spring wind ten peach aroma? “Peach Blossoms in Taohuawu, peach blossoms in peach. Xiantao peach trees in peach, and picking peaches for wine.” The poem between the flowers, the wine on the lips, the lyrics of lyricism. That branch of peach blossoms, in the end drizzle
Window/ Freshwater Spring For the window, I have a variety of ideas and emotions. When one hides into the house, although not in isolation from the rest of the world, in a certain state of mind it will at least seem to be a bit different from the outside world. The window at this time seems to be an image that is not visible but has a sense of ambiguity. The bridge will keep you and the world outside the window broken. But if you look down from the window, it's a
Here we have the custom of returning to our parents' hometown on the second year of the year. Since I married, I will return to my parents' hometown on the second day of each year. This year is no exception. On the second day of the second day, my sister and I did not return to my home. I stayed at my maiden for one night and wanted to spend time with my parents. In the evening, we ate hot pots and hot pots with steaming steam accompanied by children's laughter. The family was very lively and swept away from the loneliness and loneliness of ordinary parents living alone.
From Dali to the north, it takes three hours by car to reach Lijiang, where mountains rise and rise above sea level. Dali and Lijiang are very similar. Dali is an ancient city. Lijiang is also an ancient city. Dali has Bohai Sea, Lijiang has Lashihai Lake, Dali has Cangshan Mountain, Lijiang has Yulong Snow Mountain, Dali has Duan Family, Lijiang has wooden houses, and Dali has competent buildings. The Bai people in Lijiang have more capable Naxi people, and Dali wears them.
When relatives passed after the New Year, relatives returned home with some beanbags. The beanbags looked round and sweet. The beanbags look like mother's beanbags! Can not help remind me of my sweet and sour homesickness. When the mother is there, when she arrives, when she arrives a few years ago, she will pack a bean bag with a cushion and a lid, store it, wait until the first month of the New Year, and eat it for relatives and neighbors.
The four-year Olympic ice-cold event has recently ended in Pyeongchang, South Korea. From the passionate ski jump of Alpine skiing to the graceful dance of ballet on the ice, the wonderful performances of sportsmen and athletes have convinced hundreds of millions of viewers. I like snow and ice sports, perhaps related to the environment of life. In the north, one third of the time each year is accompanied by snow and ice. I wouldn’t like it or not, from the snow sledge in my childhood to the present
The village where I live is called Yulin. Yulin has a total of six villages. I live in a village. The village is the westernmost village. There is a large field to the west. There are countless ditches and paths in the fields. My childhood is very rich. Time spent on the fields. Since childhood, I was a more introverted child. I didn't like to talk and I didn't like to play with children of my age in groups of three or more. (In fact, I didn't dislike it, but it was often
The fish said to the water: where are you shed tears. I am in your heart. You can't see it. Water said, you can't see me because I'm in your eyes. I once had a student who told me a classic thing, a dialogue between fish and water. The fish could not be seen in the accident. Sleeping next to the fish, water in my conversation. The fish is him, the water is me, when the rain appeared, the water did not notice him. Water ants themselves