Living·Cost
The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the company requires each project to shoot a video.
New Year greetings video, have you seen the one where people from all over the country send New Year greetings to people across the country at the Spring Festival Gala? We will do something similar, but one for each project.
Our secretary yelled on the WeChat platform, saying that it would start at 2:30 in the afternoon and would only take everyone 10 to 20 minutes.
The management staff of the three sub-projects of our large project department all came over and gathered together. They said they would gather at 2:30, but it was already 2:45 and everyone was not there yet.
When we arrived at the conference room, we first signed in, then selected someone to stand at the front, holding a national flag, reciting lines, and then pulled them to the project gate, then lined up in the entire formation, holding stools, and To adjust the angle, two large trucks from the mixing station passed in the middle, which delayed it for a while.
I recorded it three times and chose the one with the best effect, and finally it worked.
When I looked at the watch, it was already four-twenty, and I felt a little worried about the time, because at that time Daluo and I were doing actual measurements, and I had to prepare for the exam in the evening.
Twenty minutes ideally, but what about reality? It's been almost two hours.
Reminds me of a song: Where has the time gone?
In fact, it is best to be managed by one person. When there are more people, there will be more unstable factors. Let me say, if two people can do something, don’t let three people do it. It may be the environment on the construction site. It’s so closed-minded that everyone hasn’t been together for a long time. Someone starts joking while talking about business. Anyway, this work is not that important.
It will take a long time for it to calm down.
We usually say that we are busy and have no time.
I remember reading a joke where a man asked a woman how many facial masks she should wear in a year. The woman calculated for a while and came to a conclusion: If you don’t buy facial masks, you can buy one after ten years of saving. A good car.
The woman then began to ask the man: Do you wear a facial mask?
The man said, no.
The woman asked him, where is your car?
I want to do a lot of things, but I just don’t have time. I’m working.
In addition to lack of time, there is also lack of money.
Speaking of passive income or cost of living, I remembered that Yatou said that his master’s salary was 4,000 yuan a month, but he could survive in Beijing. It’s not easy when I think about it. Don't believe it, it's true.
I asked Da Luo: How much do you think you spend a month?
He said it should be between 8,000 and 10,000 yuan. I said, it’s not easy for a man to support a family! Who knew he said, no, the money I mentioned was spent by myself, not at home.
I’m drunk too. Do you spend so much alone?
He said, as far as my current living standard is concerned, that’s all. Otherwise, why would I start a business? You can also find a job at Party A, and the conditions are better than now in all aspects, don’t you think?
The relationship business started because money was not enough for living expenses!
Have you ever carefully calculated how one person can spend so much money?
He counted items with me on his fingers. I listened for a few minutes and got a rough idea. The main expenses were going out with friends to eat, drink and have fun, and of course, cigarette money. , car gas prices, etc.
While listening to what he said, I carefully considered it in my mind. I felt that I couldn’t use most of the expenses that Da Luo mentioned, but I also had some unique expenses that he definitely didn’t have, such as buying books and watching movies.
Actually, is it really necessary?
I have calculated with Sister Wang before that if we just eat in a day, we won’t spend much money. But living is not just for eating, but also for shopping in the supermarket, right? Want to watch a movie? Do you need broadband? Will there be any charges on the mobile phone?
We want to live a "human" life!
By the way, what should not be ignored is that you don’t pay your mortgage every month? Not putting gas in your car?
My family originally wanted to buy a car, but thinking about the monthly gas costs, I still thought it would be a no-brainer. I can’t afford to buy it and can’t afford it. I don’t know if I’m considered a different person. I always have no interest in cars. Special feeling.
I won’t buy a car for the time being, but I still have to plan for a house. I have instilled a lot of my rich dad’s ideas into my girl, so when I think about buying a house now, this guy says, you didn’t say you didn’t want to buy a house in the first place. Of?
People see different things, experience things differently, and their ideas will gradually change.
Should I buy a house or not? Haha, I’m so worried.
Creation on the single-plank bridge
"The goat crossing the single-plank bridge" was originally a fable, telling the story of two goats crossing the single-plank bridge at the same time, each refusing to give way, and eventually both fell into the water and died. , telling people to learn to be humble in life. As a sports competition, what it pursues is the speed and time for the two to finally pass the bridge. It depends on the reaction and cooperation ability of both parties. It is said that as long as both can pass, it has nothing to do with whether anyone gets off the bridge after the encounter.
The rules are indeed a bit unnecessary, but if you think about it carefully, the rules have their own background. The so-called single-plank bridge, in traditional thinking, two people can never pass at the same time, and it can only be completed if one person avoids it. Aren't many things in the world like this? In the face of material interests, you either gain or lose; in the face of human history, you win or you lose. There are very few people who think and decide everything without black and white logic and left or right thinking. Thinking about it this way, the rule that one person gets off the bridge and one person passes seems reasonable.
People can’t help but ask: What are the rules? What are rules for? Simply put, rules are regulations for everyone to abide by and are used to regulate people's behavior. Rules are set by people and are conducive to doing things. Rules that are not conducive to doing things can and must be changed. From this point of view, the practice of the pair of students in the preliminaries holding each other and passing each other in the middle of the bridge was not only a bold breakthrough in traditional thinking, but also a great creation. We might as well call it "Creation on the Single-plank Bridge." Although it violates the temporary rules, it embodies the spirit of sports at a higher level.
Having said that, whether it is a fable or a competition, the single-plank bridge seems to be an obstacle deliberately set up by people. Of course, in real society, when faced with such a choice, most people would say, "You go your own way, and I'll cross my single-plank bridge." However, many times in life, if you want to walk on the Yangguan Road, I want to go, and everyone has to walk; on the single-plank bridge, I want to cross, you want to cross, and everyone has to cross. Neither retreating from others nor rushing to fight can accommodate the interests of both parties.
What to do? Only by breaking through the narrow and selfish concepts, only by seeking good strategies face to face, only by giving up the thinking that if I go up, you must go down, and if you advance, I must retreat, and consider both sides, and seek the overall situation, only then can we grow connected branches and bloom parallel lotuses, and this world can All the more exciting because of it.
In society, some people suffer from blood cancer and walk on the single-plank bridge of life. Kidneys are the source of life. Only with great love and choosing to give and embrace can the journey of death rekindle hope. Medicine needs to be created, and life needs to be created. When nature created this world, it did not seal the road, nor did it leave just one; even if it is just one, I believe that human wisdom can find the best choice. It is the strokes of the word "人" that build the "single-plank bridge" leading to happiness. Learn to care, learn to change positions, open your eyes, open your mind, embrace your friends, embrace your opponents. The scenery on the single-plank bridge is by no means a thing of the past, it must come down one by one.
At present, all countries in the world are developing.
China is facing a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, paving the way when encountering mountains and building bridges when encountering dangers. Reform and opening up have made China glorious. The strategy of going out will inevitably lead to coming in. Going out, coming in, coming and going is a contradiction. The way to resolve conflicts relies on rules, but rules are neither omnipotent nor immutable.
Sometimes, when we meet on a narrow road, fighting over each other cannot solve the problem. This requires breaking the rules, creating conditions, and finding a way to win through cooperation. Faced with common problems, only by sincere cooperation, seeking common ground while reserving differences, and embracing each other can both parties pass through and move toward their original destinations or base camps.
As a competition, it is understandable that the referee is controversial about the hug and turn on the single-plank bridge, because there are rules in the game; but as a pioneering work, it has a profound enlightening significance in arousing people's thinking. I want to say once again that this small single-plank bridge also needs creation.
Village on the Clouds
I have been to many ancient towns and villages, seen countless beautiful scenery, and heard many legends, but the strange thing is that there has never been a village like Wenchuan Carrot Village. This land brings me such a legendary and shocking feeling.
I have heard the name of Luobo Village many years ago. At that time, some traveling friends discovered this ancient village like a paradise. The photos they took and the posts on the Internet all described it in detail. The story of this magical Qiang Village. In the past few years, I have been thinking about going to Luobo Village, but I missed it because of bad opportunities. It was heartbreaking to hear that this thousands-year-old Luobo Village was destroyed during the 512 earthquake. Friends who have recently visited said that Luobo Village has been rebuilt, so in this red cherry (cherry) harvest season, I finally took the step to go to Luobo Village.
Luobo Village is located in the dry and hot valley of the Minjiang River. A rugged mountain road is the only road leading to the outside world from Luobo Village. Cars hover on this winding mountain road. The road is very narrow and keeps going up. Looking at the mountain village in the distance, this is an ancient city that can be directly connected to the blue sky and white clouds. It brings together the essence of all the cultural customs of the Qiang people, and also absorbs superb architectural technology. Every detail and every corner of it reflects the ancient times. The wisdom and mysterious characteristics of the Qiang people.
At 3 o’clock in the afternoon, we arrived at the parking lot of Xinzhai Luobo Village. The women in the car got off the car and started buying cherries, walnuts, pepper and other local specialties. I raised my eyes and looked around the mountains. Luobo Village is located in the towering Minshan Mountains. Under the afternoon sun, the blue sky is clear, white clouds are floating, goshawks spread their wings, and the huge ancient castles are scattered like strings dropped from the sky. Among the high mountains.
This is Luobo Village - the largest and oldest Huangni Qiang Village in the world discovered so far, full of original and simple style.
Walking around the Qiang Village, this is a Qiang Village without watchtowers, which is also a major feature that distinguishes it from other Qiang Villages. Luobo Village also has a nice nickname, called "Village on the Clouds", which shows its high altitude. The local residents had little contact with the outside world and the folk customs were extremely simple. The earthquake caused the disappearance of 64 vivid faces in this village with a population of 1,080. The village with 72 alleys all collapsed, making this "village on the clouds" and The dead people drifted away with the clouds. But the people in the village wiped away their tears. With the support of the construction aid team, they repaired the old village and rebuilt their homes not far from the old village...
The buildings of the Qiang Palace It can be said to be unique. Its houses are not built of stone, but are made of local materials. They are made of loess and wood from the top of the mountain. They have various halls and rooms, which are unique in the Minjiang River Gorge Basin. There are many alleys crisscrossing the old village. Among the cherry trees, there are yellow walls and totems made of white stones by the Qiang people. Stones of different shapes are covered with animal skulls, as well as incense and sacrifices. trace.
My companions like to take pictures, and gradually I became separated from the rest of the group. Or, if I had time, I would slowly wander around in this maze-like ancient village.
Small bridges, flowing water, and houses contrast with the faint green mountains in the distance. This is not a village. It is clearly a quiet and beautiful freehand painting with charm. When you are in this situation, you are afraid of disturbing this dream.
Stroll and shuttle along the alleys that have been repaired in the old village. In the middle of each alley is a path paved with stone slabs. Most of the Qiang people in the village have moved to Xinzhai. , but the houses and facilities in the old village are still intact for tourists to visit. The high eaves and patterns on the old walls are mottled by time, soaking in the atmosphere of history in the wind and rain.
Looking at this yellow mud old alley, I suddenly thought of the ancient bluestone alleys in the south of the Yangtze River. There are no lilac girls holding oil-paper umbrellas here, but from time to time you will meet someone wearing this. Girls in beautiful Qiang costumes, maybe they are doing hand embroidery, maybe they ask you softly if you want peppercorns. Maybe my stop and stroll will become the scenery in another person's eyes. Therefore, the empty and deep alley carries more of a mood and a state of mind.
I am very fortunate that on this summer afternoon, there is no noise or disturbance in the entire Luobo Village. Most of the tourists who came in the morning have left. There are no sketches by students from the National Academy of Fine Arts like Hongcun. There are no photography enthusiasts with long guns and cannons like Wuzhen, and there are no street vendors like Lijiang, who like this kind of tranquility and silence.
Arriving at the top of the Qiangzhai Mountains, facing the preserved earthquake ruins of Laozhai, you can see the village surrounded by cherry trees. The collapsed houses are like the darlings of heaven, lying peacefully surrounded by mountains. It is a blessing that these places that have experienced three years of ups and downs can survive alone. I stared quietly, hoping that the hurried footsteps of us tourists would not disturb the tranquility and tranquility here. Look at the flowers blooming in the ruins. Faced with a fate they cannot choose, they still bloom and still show their most beautiful side. At that moment, a kind of enlightenment penetrated into the soul and life inadvertently.
Standing on the top of the Minjiang Grand Canyon, which is a perfect place to hide the precipitous, vicissitudes and majesty of the world, one can marvel at the several sacred trees wrapped in red cloth and with lush branches. In the depths of the canyon in the distance, The river is still roaring and rushing. All of this is like traveling to another world. It is said that this sacrificial platform is a very sacred place, a place to pray for blessings facing the snow-capped mountains opposite. I also sincerely wish the gods to bless me.
At 5 pm, I went down the mountain and slowly walked out of the gate of the old village. Along the way, I saw many Qiang girls sitting quietly in front of their houses embroidering. I couldn’t bear to disturb them and let this silent ancient village be quiet. Wu Zheng laments that these generations of Qiang people live the simplest life alone on the clouds. Looking at the earthen walls, firewood, corn, and smoke floating around the Qiang Village, the village above the clouds has beautiful scenery and kind people.
Looking back at Luobo Village, for those of us in the city, it is like a desirable paradise. Do you miss a place and magnify that beautiful feeling countless times in your memories? I think I will. Along the way, everyone felt that there was still something to enjoy, so we made an appointment with friends to come to Luobo Village again in the future. We must stay here for one night in Qiang Village, drink and eat meat with the villagers, and dance in Guozhuang. I don’t know if we will have such an opportunity in the future. And the mood, I'm looking forward to it.
Perfect life
I don’t know, what does everyone’s perfect life look like?
Actually, I am not perfect. I am just half of a full moon now, and I am also a person who has difficulty doing good things in various things. It seems that I cannot reach it, so I just keep working hard.
Maybe imperfection is not perfection, but perfection must come from those who pursue imperfection.
Reality is often not perfect, but I often inadvertently make up for that perfect life in my fantasy.
When you accomplish something well, you will feel happier and peaceful, which is the happiness of a person. Finally, I smiled.
At the beginning, I didn’t understand literature. I have no idea what literature is, let alone how to write. Because I had not finished junior high school at that time.
Later, I unknowingly fell in love with literature. I felt that the articles in newspapers and periodicals were well written and touched my heart, so I secretly fell in love with literature. Literature is the art of truly recording and processing life and nature. In my spare time, I studied Chinese language and literature, including compendiums of foreign literature. A few years later, those tears of bitter reading have long been drowned out by the joy of a slight sense of accomplishment. My poems and prose have been published in "Modern Youth" and many newspapers and magazines at the county (city) level. The perfection of life is the art of constant pursuit and the art of transformation. Now, I have turned to writing songs again. If my father had not inspired me, I would not be where I am today. Although my father has passed away, I don’t know if he is living well in the kingdom of heaven. As I feel at this moment, how much I want my father to come to me and listen to me sing the songs I wrote to him. How wonderful it would be. ! I still clearly remember that my father said to me at that time, "Only you! Can you still write poetry!? You haven't even studied for a few days. If you can write poetry, I will kowtow to Nantianmen a few times, and then Please take a table." I said confidently, "I can do it, and I will publish it for you to see!" Dad just read a few of my poems, and then he left forever, with no regrets. It’s a pity that my father didn’t see the song I’m writing now, maybe he never thought of it. However, although my father saw a few of my poems, he only saw a small part of my pursuit of perfection in life. I have not forgotten that my father said that my soul must rise to another level. As an old high school student, his evaluation of my poetry gave me great encouragement and honor. But I was not proud and kept walking silently. Facing the appreciation and honor given by my father, I feel that my life is perfect.
I don’t know what I can infect you with? This article of mine, whether it is good or bad, if you can read it, in a sense, I feel it is perfect, at least what I wrote is not in vain. I am very happy and satisfied that you can come and read it. If one day, I personally prepare a feast, fry and fry it, and invite you to taste it, and sure enough you come to taste it, I will feel that you are very flattering to me, at least there is one dish that is your favorite. Maybe the perfection of life is the author and the reader, the chef and the customer, the singer and the listener?
Perhaps, everyone has their own way of perfection, and their goals for pursuing perfection in life are also different. Some people are willing to take photos, whether they are human body or nature photography, they want to use fast and slow lenses to vividly reflect their unique photography art. Some people like to travel, use their footsteps and eyes to measure and discover the customs and mountains and rivers of every inch of the world, and record touching stories of perfect life and nature. Or beat the beat of life with your heart and connect it into a series of beautiful melodies. Of course, whether you pursue perfection or turn it into a career, you must rely on your own actions and a kind heart to cut out magnificent pictures of a perfect life.
The world of the soul is hot and intense. When you meet someone cautiously, you don't say the word "like" out loud. You just want to wait and see with an indifferent attitude, wait and see how the other person treats some people and things, and then make your choice. In fact, I really don’t know how to open up the situation, which is a bit embarrassing. If one day, thoughts merge with thoughts, and hearts communicate with each other, will it be a perfect combination of life? However, I don't know if I need to be patient and wait to wait and see like this. It's better to be easy-going. It feels very tiring and uncomfortable. If you don’t have any feelings or words to say, you might as well go in opposite directions, and pursue the perfection of life in opposite directions. A perfect life is composed of many elements, not a single thought. You must find the perfect center of life from the entire thought, and then pursue your perfect life accordingly.
In fact, my perfection is very simple. If you can have a quiet job, live a quiet life, and do what you like to do quietly, you don't want to have disputes with the outside world. If I am forced to argue with the outside world, I will take a step back to broaden my horizons. Sometimes retreat is also forward. Perhaps perfection can be summed up from life. For example, when driving: "I would rather give up three points than lose a second."
The pursuit of perfection requires a process of development.
From black and white TVs to color TVs, from switches to remote controls; from wired phones to wireless mobile phones; from pens to computers; from walking to bicycles to motorcycles to family cars; from dirt roads to painted asphalt roads to highways; from rough to Meticulousness, etc. all reflect the process of pursuing a perfect life.
If perfection is measured by money, it is not entirely correct. Is it true to be rich in spirit and thought? In this money society, I'm not sure. But the "Shenzhou 7" mission to explore the moon is a perfection for China and a perfection for people to live a better life in the future. No matter what position you are in, as long as you reflect your value, your life will be perfect.
I think that a perfect life is to let the seedlings grow strong and then beat them into grain; a perfect life is to make firewood, boil water to cook the rice; a perfect life is to make money and become The clothes, shoes and socks on your body; the perfect life is when you hold the hand of the person you love until the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, and the hair is gray.
A perfect life has taste, not just sweet, sour, spicy and salty. It’s about having someone who truly understands you, someone who you understand seriously, someone who blends their blood into your heart, and someone who blends their blood into the other person’s heart. Is this deep and beautiful flavor the perfect flavor of love life? ! If your lover is standing tall and graceful, waiting for you with all his heart, can you feel it? What exactly does this taste like? I am still single and have not tasted it yet, so it is unknown.
The dyed heart shines brightly at Momo Lian
The night is deep, the wind and rain are worrying me, and I can’t sleep. The moon is also soft, it is beautiful and fragrant, making people cry. You go up to the tall building in Xiaoxiao alone, lonely and accompanied by the faint moonlight, pick up your wine glass and drink with the moon.
The willow shadows are sparse, and the long piano and harp finally play farewell. The dew flowers withered, and the longing for strangers turned into blood and tears. You lament that it is difficult to understand the sadness of lovesickness in the night. I hope you can enjoy this soft and affectionate moon with you tonight. I am afraid that the faint moonlight cannot carry thousands of lovesickness sorrows in your heart.
You look at the starry sky, let regret creep up on your brow, and whisper: "I always remember the sunset in the creek pavilion, and I don't know where to go when I am intoxicated." It seems that I saw myself intoxicated in the fragrance of wine at the end of the night. You look at the turbid wine in the cup, let happiness fill your heart, and recite softly: "The tears are stained lightly and evenly, with traces of the dawn dew. I am afraid that the man will guess that slave noodles are not as good as flower noodles." It is as if you are watching in the turbid wine. Until you fall asleep in happiness. You look at the willow shadows by the pond, let your longing fill you with sad tears of farewell, and sing: "The flowers float by themselves and the water flows by itself. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow." Loneliness and solitude wrap around you, and you are destined to have no sleep this night.
The night is as cold as water. Drunk, you long for your husband's return again and again. The lingering feeling of newlyweds has not yet dissipated, and the moment the flowers bloomed and fell, the two places were already separated, and seeing each other became a luxury. The days and nights spent together, drinking and singing, were separated in just a moment.
You once put on your red makeup and danced under the moon for him. You also shed tears in your love life and gave up a lifetime of prosperity for him. Time is like water, searching for the past. Tears slid down your face gently. In this sleepless night, you let the night wind rage, you let the drunken wine, and you let the longing tear the wounds in your heart.
You are searching in the evening wind, letting the desertion rage in your heart. Are you miserable, or are you heartbroken? When the yellow flowers pile up all over the ground, you feel haggard and helpless. Is it the yellow flowers that are withered, or is it your loneliness? You ask the flower with tears in your eyes, but the flower is silent. Is it because the flower is worried for you, or are you too eager? You looked at the plum blossoms drunkenly in the snow, but unexpectedly you won tears all over your clothes. Is it because of the charm of the flowers or because you are too heartbroken?
A person's night, the silence makes you intoxicated, and loneliness is also full of confusion. You dance the gauze on your sleeves, light dance steps, in the night, dance lightly and sing, just one song, then Already intoxicated.
The shadow of the moon has dimmed, and your expectations have faded. You sing a sad song, sighing that the deep-rooted past is still hazy, but your departure leaves you desolate and concerned.
Tonight, the moonlit night is helpless, and the wine is too strong.
The Long Luo Qing River
I once visited the majestic Yangtze River. "The river flows beyond the world, and the mountains are beautiful". The majestic and vast smoke waves make people suddenly enlightened. . However, huge waves came rolling in, which was thrilling.
In Shapotou, Ningxia, I also felt the vastness of "the lonely smoke in the desert, the sun setting in the long river". I was riding a sheepskin raft and enjoying the afterglow of the waves. I felt content and content. Although the water of the Yellow River came up from the sky, it was calm. There is always a sense of silence and loneliness in the stillness of the shadows.
Where can there be the harmony of the crashing waves and the rolling eastward, the fusion of the vastness of the smoke and the noisy joy?
The rocks are dripping with gold, the heat is overwhelming, the heat wave in the humble house is unbearable. So I drove from the south of the city to the north of the city and stopped on the Luoqing River Bridge. The floating lights danced like gold, the fishermen sang late in the night, and it was a spectacular sight.
Look, the mother river Luo Qingjiang, although it does not have the momentum of the Yangtze River flowing eastward, it is meandering and shining with silver light, like a huge ribbon, floating in the air and stretching in front of your eyes. , why doesn’t it make people feel relaxed and happy? Looking at the weeping willows on the south bank, the green branches are blowing in the wind, as graceful and charming as a girl. Looking down at the beach on the north shore, smoke curls from cooking stoves, and there are crowds of people, in groups of two or three, lingering and looking around, chatting and laughing, it’s such a leisurely and enjoyable time!
The most charming ones are the handsome men and women in the river. Look, the beautiful girl leaned down and floated her black hair on the water. She suddenly raised her head, flicked her hair, and looked back with a charming smile, free and unrestrained. There are also colorful swimsuits, which are faintly visible in the clear water. Playing ball in the water, splashing in the waves, laughter echoing in the river. The man swimming, sometimes leaning up and down, like a fish flying back and forth. There are also those who bravely advance through the rapids, cutting through the waves and letting the wind and waves blow, which is better than strolling in the courtyard.
The play between boys and girls is still going on. The broad river surface has been sprinkled with a layer of gold. When the fishing song comes, the cormorants on the side of the boat are looking up. Are they admiring the happy people, or do they want to dance with them? The ripples caused by the fishing boats passing by are like golden ribbons, studded with diamonds and dots of golden light. In the river, human faces and waves are integrated, and laughter and the sound of waves play a harmonious melody, making people full of passion and ambition!
Twilight is coming, and the street lights on the bridge are already flashing. The river is shrouded in mist and the waves are faintly visible. People playing in the water came ashore one after another, holding hands and walking away with smiles on their faces. At this time, there were occasional sounds of "wash, wash..." water passing over the river, and everything seemed so quiet and peaceful again.
Cultivating inner determination
Years later, I had a quarrel with my family, and then I felt angry and returned to this city that was not my home. I had no sense of belonging. I was alone in the quilt, curled up all day long, unwilling to get up to cook, and was so hungry that I vomited. Then tears burst out, resenting my own uselessness, stubbornness, persistence and willfulness.
What I have experienced most is this: the thing we cannot let go of most in this world is not separation in death, but separation in life.
In fact, I can be shameless and continue to stay at home and eat delicious food that I have never eaten outside in the past year. I don’t know what I am afraid of. I am afraid of the loss of time, the aging of my parents, or my own material and spiritual lack.
Walking alone on the street, she called me, cautiously, talking about the ticket, but in fact she just wanted to know where I was. Later, at the station, he gave me a mobile phone with a nervous expression. He looked at the person next to him in surprise. He wanted to ask, but he was afraid that I would mind, so he swallowed his words as soon as they reached his lips.
Seat No. 29 is a graduate student of Hefei University of Technology in 1988. He silently handed me a tissue. I understand. All this has long been a foregone conclusion. Crying can only hide the inner uneasiness and fear. Fear of alienation and confusion, complaints and accusations from family members.
Perhaps what they don’t know is that every time they leave home to study since junior high school, they shed tears of disappointment at the station or on the road. Children who have cried countless times during such separations will grow up to be stubborn and withdrawn, unwilling to let anyone get close to them easily. In fact, they really hope that someone can come in, but they are also the easiest to be disappointed for a long time because of a little isolation.
It’s just that they are not confident enough in their hearts. Those tears are not just old times that cannot be returned. What we can rely on is never others, but our own hearts. Only by yourself can you learn to bear the painful journey, the dark night that only you can cross by yourself, the mud that only you can walk through by yourself.
Only after experiencing a lot of separation, and then knowing silently in your heart that growing pains are nothing more than this, and then putting all your efforts into building a home in a foreign land, and truly leaving the home where brothers and sisters lived since childhood, can the inner world Strong and determined. Then, he grew up overnight.