In our age, more is impatient, less is calm; more is passion, less is toughness. When I saw a group of children at work, I laughed at myself for seeing through the children's minds, but I didn't know that there were a lot of smiling eyes looking at me. The poem is written thoroughly: "You stand on the bridge to see the scenery, see the scenery of the people in the upstairs to see you, the moon decorates your window, you decorate the dreams of others." Relatively speaking, I still can't walk away from this childishness.
I used to be young, in the spring when the flowers bloomed, I used the camera to take down the flowers of the delicate, hot, hot, hot sun, I also took the camera shuttle in the streets and alleys, walking in the fields and villages, with the camera to the people's lives in some of the real situation condensed in my lens, to the simple township folk condensed in the words of the people's lives in the sweet and sour real recording, in the blog broadcast to the readers! Share, the fall of my lens chrysanthemums bloomed beautifully, red, yellow, green, white, orange red these chrysanthemums petals are like thin radish silk. Cold wind, snowflakes flying in, I picked up the camera to step on the snow with the line, to meet the wind, the beautiful snow scene presented in front of my lens cover, the snow and wind in the laborers who adhere to the spirit of dissemination of readers;; only this to pay tribute to that first had appeared in my life people and things, whether I hurt you or misunderstand you; or you hurt me to misunderstand me. These will be part of my colorful life. I also hope that you can release, forget or bury those unpleasant, or have just my fantasy. I will never be counted in your life, I can only count the role of a stranger after all. And that's not so important to me anymore. If as I thought: we are in each other's lives have appeared, or long or short, or bitter or sweet, memorable or long forgotten, are no longer important. Pack up the mood to organize the uniform to continue to move forward is what we should do. We have been young. Remember just work, a work clothes on the body, in accordance with the instructions of the leadership, do readers service work to mouth hard hand hard foot hard, rigorous completion of the book finishing work, do not dare to have the slightest negligence. At that time, I was the youngest in the unit, the most energetic! When there were large-scale activities held in the unit, I would be the first one to think of me, and I was therefore paid more attention to, and at the same time, I was loved by the leaders and colleagues! Time is always in your unconscious time, rubbing shoulders crossed. I don't know from when I have slowly disappeared from people's line of sight, fade into oblivion! The line unit and countless times introduced a new college students, new blood to enrich the family, for the unit and brought new highlights and passion! In their bodies, I searched for the shadow of their own once young, the same with the exuberant passion for work, full of work attitude; the difference is that they have an innate sense of superiority, more excellent than me! Let me have to sigh, I compared with them, whether from the idea or self-cultivation is really a big difference! The society is changing, I should also with the times, continue to learn, enrich themselves!
I like to chat with others, in the ** with students to talk, the student era scene vividly, the feeling as if back in the old days, so that he returned to the decades, the state of the young, the one that we envy to aspire to but has been far away from us will not come back, can only be seen in the younger siblings in the state. Young girls and boys in the campus, the winding country roads outside the campus, the campus can not hear music, only in the TV to hear some of the songs we love to listen to, we used to feelings, used to friendship, used to laughter and anger, used to be happy and sad will always linger. In winter, we are still lively as children like snowball fights and snowmen, writing and painting in the snow, stay in the picture in fact, we have been young, only in the illusion of misdirection, we have always complained about their own youth, why in the timeline fly so fast, why we do not believe that the campus of the innocent emotions, why we think of the problem of the romantic out of the instead of more and more practical, practical to let themselves feel helpless and depressed, why we often say that their own feelings, they have to be more and more practical, but also to let themselves feel helpless and depressed. Why do we often say, they are old, a lot of things can only be hidden in the heart of everything is youth, youth in our unbridled squandering, and now only left to look back in the eyes of the residual envy and regret. Youth campus, like a ship sailing away, some people get a newborn, some people from the fall, and the vast majority of people, are in the newborn in the fall, or in the fall in the newborn. Experienced some noble love, and then bear some heartfelt pain, we are surprised to find that in fact everyone is so hungry and crazy, in fact, everyone is so cold-blooded and ruthless, in fact, everyone is so fragile and self-protection, in fact, everyone has everyone's lofty ideals and heartbreaking past.
Once agreed upon love, a change of season changed color, in fact, you can not non-me do not want, in fact, I can not non-you do not marry. Sold out, nowhere to be found, we just suddenly realized that we do not have this pain, and not for this inch, only a few decades later when we once again stepped into this big city, perhaps, perhaps will remember the little love they once had, perhaps will also remember that flowed through the cheeks of the tears accompanied by the autumn cool, perhaps have forgotten the moonlight in our hearts want to that person is what look like, and even so, perhaps And then back to the old days, you and I will still be like that, now my family is still quite happy, occasional quarrels, as a small episode of emotional memory, I will not keep in mind, they say that time is a pig-killing knife, the young and beautiful woman into a wrinkled old woman. I only know hard work at home, for the husband and son, raw from a flowery age, grinding themselves to rough skin, wrinkles all over the face, slowly become a love catty broken thoughts of the complaining woman. To keep a home for her husband, counting the money how to make more rational use of it, sometimes catching her husband's shortcomings, like the Tang Monk read the scriptures like non-reading him to the dizzy eyes, upset and angry. Family life as a jar of vinegar, become a whole day complaining, but also suspicious of the old woman, her husband's a phone call to interrogate half a day, a text message have to read and read, want to find clues from it. In order to overcome these shortcomings of their own, so that they live a more picturesque. So often actively participate in the recreational activities organized by the Bureau, I remember a time to the Dongshan Hotel to participate in the Bureau organized by the Spring Festival chorus, our unit let me also participate, when I stood on the stage, I felt a lot of eyes staring at the spotlight, soft light, backlight together, I felt numb legs, a little bit want to escape, and later to participate in the cultural and artistic activities organized by the League of Democrats, I danced with a group of people, although it is very chaotic, but I feel happy! I didn't feel as scared as when I first appeared on the stage. Later, I went to the park to do square dancing, and the captain of the team asked us to perform virtually in order to achieve the neatness of the performance. Before the performance, I practiced the ninth set of broadcasting gymnastic exercises that I was going to perform over and over again. We practiced our movements, our expressions, and our eyes. I also listened to the lyrics of the songs so that every note was ironed out by my heart and I wouldn't be nervous until the performance. I heard that many years ago, the embankment of the Bund was actually the lover's wall of Shanghai people, and everyone liked to talk about love by the river. Once I took the opportunity to go to Shanghai, my husband took me to the Bund, we stopped here. Took a lot of pictures. However, not everyone's camera is as powerful as mine! Because I participate in so many activities, slowly I came out of the narrow, broad-minded, I also cultivate several hobbies for themselves, such as drinking tea, reading books, writing journals, listening to famous music, they can not become my profession to earn a living, but can become the spice of my life to improve their own literacy and aesthetic ability.1/212 Next PageLast Page