The factory, no, it was a beacon of war.

To be honest, if I were to list the three places I remember most in my life: the mall, the crematorium, the factory.

The crematorium, no matter who it is, is always a place where sadness spreads and no one wants to go.

The mall, no matter who, it is always a place where sadness spreads, oh, especially for men like me. There is no way you can expect her around to appreciate the experience of sitting in a blind place for 4-5 hours, what is that experience?

For example, you put on a gorgeous suit, comb your hair, put on some '83 cologne, and come to the square for an afternoon of square dancing. What? What the hell are you talking about?

Yes, the experience is what the hell is this.

The last one, the factory, let me tell you about it.

First of all, the factory is a place I have to go a lot, as I said before.

Then, all those videos of elegant craftsmen on TV are a lie. There are no white-bearded old men happily explaining to you every inch of the underlying meaning, no young girls coming to play, no simple cooks cooking their best home cooking, and no cute puppies circling around you.

Finally, here is a battlefield, big man, full of big man, here there are also only hot sweaty pugilist say hi to you, occasionally wear rub a few rare pseudo-fresh meat with a file in hand staring at you with affection. The messy lunch box expresses our unconventional style, even the door of the thick big black, is also so majestic.

I big Han hundreds of years of history, hit a bunch of foreign relics have no disobedience, want to be ...... Crosstalk up.

Here, you can and can only hear only the saw hoarse cry, accompanied by the hammer and metal *** dance clunk non-stop.

Every time I come, even if I perform a dominating street dance in place, no one pays attention to me. It's not that I have a thin presence, it's that no one knows you're here!

I don't even dare to tap the shoulder of a little brother to shout, afraid that he will turn around and reward me with a shock, especially they often hold a variety of sharp weapons, I can't afford to take this risk.

In their eyes only the hands of the square inch between the jade, ear listening to the music I do not recognize, isolated from the outside world, isolated from heaven and earth. The only thing left in heaven and earth is a square place, and everything is left between the body and mind.

In the face of such profound and mysterious monastic practitioners, I can only quietly pretend to pick stones on the side, to resolve the embarrassment, and wait for them to rest.

Here, with a jet lag, the dinner point just arrived at the factory, just explained things, pushed open the door, ouch, dawn.

Here, you will feel the experience of traveling through time. So when I watched Star Trek back then, I smiled slightly and assumed an inscrutable posture, because it was too common for me.

Why is this a battlefield, very simple, here is what to do, do goods, then you should be able to understand.

Often party A suddenly told you that the day after tomorrow his wife's birthday is here, pendant ready? And I vaguely remember that he only yesterday to determine the style. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to do that. God, should be should be, are my God Mary. Like my line of work normally, a piece of jewelry to complete the time required is about 15-20 days, may want to set aside a few more days in case of accidents, integrity is the most important. Jade craftsmanship, cutting, carving, polishing, designing, setting, inlay, in brief, mainly divided into these major plates, the breakdown is not detailed, a basket.

So when it comes to God to rescue me again, I can only enthusiastically pull the factory brothers together to get high, no brother is not happy!

In the case of ensuring that the quality of the process does not have problems, we just have to get high. People all-night K-singing to wave youth, we all-night rush to wave tears, the same poetic full, oh, playing the wrong, is the corpse.

In this atmosphere of despair, can inspire our morale is only left to tomorrow's expectations, as if eager to dawn soldiers, back to back, sweat mixed sweat.

This is the case when you are faced with a rush order, which happens all the time. And there is a strange phenomenon, most of the cases as long as I arrive at the factory, chasing the soul CALL will ring. Oh, are you sure you are not in the play listening to the wind and clouds. This also led to a period of time, I went to the factory, will receive a large crowd of people flocked to enthusiastically put me on the car, send me far away from home. What a passionate crowd.

Finally, allow me to say a few words of reversal, I'm not this article is in order to first disparaging after the tilt, then the drama meat to come. The first thing I want to say is that I'm not going to be able to do that.

I really appreciate these brothers and sisters in the factory, many people do not understand, really can not appreciate the busy every day in that kind of environment is what experience, my broken writing can not be perfectly interpreted.

But please believe, with you I can really transform my personal preferences into a guarantee of life.

Today, I'm glad to have harvested a fruit for you and me, but I'm still alive, and I'm still going on.

Brothers, thanks, stay with me all the time crazy, thanks.