The countryside in my childhood was very bitter. This bitterness was a distant grandmother story for the modern generation of children. Popsicles and sodas were cold drinks that we had during the summer. The five-dollar popsicle is what I think every day. It's my dream to have a sweet, soda. There is a family in my village who specializes in soft drinks, so I also joined the ranks of selling sodas. that year
In the evening's self-study class, the classroom was quiet and outside the classroom, and the students squatted their necks and looked out of the window. It was like the necks written in Lu Xun’s “Medicine” stretched long enough to look like a lot of ducks. I was pinched by an invisible hand and lifted it up. The uncle who used to clean the toilet turned the outside of the teacher's trash bin upside down. The rubbish fell to the ground and the uncle was in dim light.
One thing that lingered in my heart always wanted to write it out, but I hadn't started writing because I never took up the courage to repent to my mother in heaven. When Mother's Day is approaching, I think it should be written out. This is respect for my mother and it is also a relief to me. That is the story of mothers and grandmothers. Let’s start with the origin of 笤帚疙瘩 。. Probably lived in the last century
In those days, because of the work, the busy days of the day were dark, there was no time, and no life. In addition to working or working all day long, sometimes it took more than a dozen hours in the office and even ten in the evening. I just felt that there were so many things that there was always something that I couldn't deal with, one by one, one after another. It’s just like day after day
Why do you want to write something? Because of anxiety and want to communicate, but also hope to have some resonance with you! Youth, Baidu explained: There is no clear definition. With the definition of politics and humanity changing constantly, not tangled up, and returning home, I feel that I am still a young person, an agitated youth in this era. Briefly introduce yourself: 93-year-old, Sichuanese, domestic key undergraduate students
In the supermarket, an eighty-year-old girl seriously appreciates a stuffed toy from a Barbie doll. She glances at the price and can't put it down. He asked her mother to buy her this toy. She loved it too much. Ragged, dark-skinned mother looks a bit old. My mother's heart is uneasy, which mother does not love her daughter, and she does not want to give her daughter something she likes.
It seems that when the season is changing, it is always easy to think about it, thinking about it in a strange way, just like a child, thinking about why the leaves will grow in the spring? I was thinking about it like I had blinked and passed the winter. However, when I was a child, it was also a coincidence that I had the good fortune to meet two children. They told me of their troubles, their longings, and their longing for me.
"Reality brings me into my life…" The environment created a sentimental me. The quality determines that I have an ordinary heart. I used my resume to write my own growth. I wrote the chapter of my temperament and my own chapters. I followed the trend, and I was drawn to life. Everyone has a story and is the protagonist of the story, regardless of your role in the story, the success of the character
“The Memoirs of Anti-Black Work” by “The Memoirs of the Floating Clan Guo Song” Text/Guo Xiu: The migrant workers and professional workers are owed wages, they have no way to pay their salaries, and there is no way to pay their salaries. How do you conduct a background check on the employer? How to identify black plants, black bosses and black business practices. Was black factory black boss trapped how to solve? This is the accumulation of knowledge, experience and insight. After a few hundred owed money to migrant workers
Dream outside the city to see the officers and men caught the dreams of the husband outside the city dream door, for a long time the car and horses. The pilgrimage to the Tajikistan will catch smoke and dust. The military uniform is not perfect, and the tiger has lost three souls. Pedestrians flee, as if to see God. Dismissed, gently slammed my door. The door was greeted with gratitude. Many words asked about the war, where is Hu Jin? The general was shocked and embarrassed, turning alone. Half a month of fighting, more than 10,000 casualties. body
1, Yulong Snow Mountain. I stood in the lyrical valley, facing Yulong Snow Mountain on the front, but I couldn't see the mountains. I saw a cloud of clouds, clouds rising from the ground, flowing from the sky, and tangling into a thick layer of cotton. , will Yulong Snow Mountain cover tightly. When the weather is cloudy and sunny, if sunshine is absent, the clouds continue to gather and snorkel, as if the ink is thick, light as snow, but always
Ten flowers bloom in the fragrance. Why do you say that? Because my wife and I recently took the town to go to spend the flowers, the flowers were with us through the nephew's home and my home, fragrance in the streets of ten miles and eight villages. After returning home, her wife wrapped a steamed stuffed bun and fried the flower cake. She tasted sweet and fluffy. For a time, my heart was filled with silk flowers, and the fragrance of flowers was floating between the fingertips and the lines. Every home
One by one, the new names are “Pieces of fish”. The water is boiling. The boiling fish swim in the water. The best food is delicious. The last generation of people owes me a lot. Otherwise, how willing to pour into cooking, full of my stomach? How painful! Cut into a slice of the whole body turned into beauty, chewing you mouth and mouth, stunned out / get rid of it in the pot's cooking and spread its charm
If there is a person who has a good heart in life, it is happiness. Helpless, can give you comfort; sentimental, can warm your heart and lungs. Knowing the lying behind you, you are in the direction of your life's struggle, knowing your unfamiliar grief, and even more angry about your look. Actually, we did not imagine that we are all invincible. People who have hurt you can cry; we are not so unsaid by others.
Eat goods like a pouting duck waiting to be slaughtered in the food industry like people are bursting customers Yingmen / Laoya debut magical squeak shock heaven clap wave fading beans sweat Dazhuan eyelids / world bestowed on humans The best gift for food is a miracle. We should be grateful for food goods to create mystery / thief shell eye search QQ micro letter siege siege eyebrow eyebrows
In early April of 1997, together with Bai Shan, president of the Xinjiang Radio and Television News Agency, I went to Guiyang to participate in the evaluation of radio and television newspapers at the provincial level in the Southwest Southwest Region.
The book is not rouge, but it can make people look beautiful books are not feathers but can make people vacate. Flying books are not delicious but can make people showy and elegant. Wenmo Valley is the most scholarly can make a farsight… Whenever you remember, please remember to learn Charging everything you want will be in your hard work
In psychology, there is a law that is influenced by three factors: physiology, society, and psychology. People's psychological activities have a certain degree of regularity. It is like a curve that fluctuates around a straight line. This line is the baseline of happiness (a The basic happiness index of people over a period of time). The curve is our happy and sad index. Like the law of value, no matter how this curve fluctuates, it does not
I like the pride of high-heeled shoes and I rely on the safety of flat shoes. The pride of the high heels, the flat shoes can't give it … The feeling of security given by the flat shoes, the high heels … There are only two women in the world: one is happy, the other is strong.
I thought that the magnolia flower had been opened and my heart was annoyed for a few days. However, when I went to the park that day, I actually saw the magnolia tree among other trees. When my eyes were bright and I was delighted, I hurried over the clouds and stood under the trees. I looked carefully and the trees were not tall or thick. It looked like I was only a few years old, and the flowers were not too much. This white magnolia had only one bright color. Blooming tree violet