Jiankangsi steet

( 1)

When the moon is full or full.

The moon has foul weather and fair, waxing and waning

Nothing is perfect since ancient times.

-history

"Mom, mom, the childish voice came, I want to sleep with my mother, I want to sleep with my mother."

There are thousands of roads and confusion. Where should we go? I am eager to run in my dream!

I was shocked. At four o'clock, there was little traffic on the avenue outside the window, and the lights on both sides decorated the quiet city at the moment.

Located on the 2 1 floor, watching tall buildings stand tall is also a great pleasure in life.

It took ten years to walk into this 2 1 floor. There are endless hardships in this decade, and the most bitter thing is to leave the children.

I have so many ideas that I can't sleep

(2)

Ancient agriculture was bitter.

The sadness of parting at this moment.

The mother doesn't know if the child hurts.

Mother's thoughts disappeared.

13 years ago, in the same autumn, the heat was unbearable, and the low electric fan blew feebly. My son slept in an old wooden bed 100 days, tossing and turning, and it was difficult to sleep.

I called his name gently and said to him very gently and helplessly, "Baby, smile." He really smiled. I'm glad that such a small person can understand what adults say. Although the family's economic conditions are not good, it is enough for his son to be healthy and smart.

"Baby, mom is going out to work tomorrow, so you should be obedient."

In this desperate situation, I left my child who was only 100 days old and went to Hangzhou to work with my husband to earn money.

Who knows, after this trip, I still need to wander outside. If I can stay at home firmly, will it be another scene? Don't have to suffer from the separation of mother and child?

(3)

The train was crowded, sultry and pungent. My husband and I stood for more than ten hours to come to Hangzhou. It never rains but it pours. We can't find a place to live. We kept looking down. It was not until the evening that we found a very simple single room, dark and damp, with only a wooden bed and a creaking wooden door. It was worn out and could not be locked, so we stopped there.

When I went out to look for a job the next day, I didn't have to worry about someone breaking in, because our house was surrounded by walls and there was nothing. The only thing we have is a young body and a future. No one can tell us the answer, but we must find it ourselves.

Busy mechanical work did not dilute my thoughts about my family, especially my children.

From then on, the mountains and rivers have no color.

(4)

Sweat more, don't cry.

Oh, don't be sad when you are in trouble.

Mo Yan suffered in the wind and rain

No matter how hard or tired you are, you can carry it yourself.

Well, you must aim high.

Oh, thank you. Remember it.

Wait until our business is successful.

Don't go home until it is calm.

-"Work Bank"

A work trip has become a stranger's favorite and comfort.

In order to earn more money, I gave up working as a clerk in an electrical store and chose to work as an assembly line worker in a heavy factory, dragging my body after childbirth. More urgent than health is this survival plan. Living is more precious than dignity.

The work on the assembly line is boring and can't stop for a moment. What's even worse is that there are two shifts and one shift is all night. The leader moves quickly, keeps putting chess pieces and is unambiguous. It was hard to resist, so he twisted his thigh. Less than a minute after the poor nap, the tables piled up and the workers gloated.

(5)

"Your mother is gone. Do you miss her?"

"What's the use of thinking?"

When my son grew up, my sister looked at her son sitting on the ground and asked him, and he answered. My sister told me. On the surface, it looks calm, but the heart has already been choppy, and I have suffered from this kind of parting at a young age. Should be innocent and carefree age.

"Mom, don't go, ok? Mom, don't go. "

"We have money, don't go."

With a handful of money in my son's hand, I still chose to leave. I am standing alone on the track waiting for the bus, only the night is with me, but I am more sure that I have an invisible power and strong belief supporting me, and I can't fall down and give up.

(6)

In the autumn of 2009, my husband and I bought a single apartment by mortgage in the suburbs of Hangzhou, but we were also forced to do so. The rent went up in January, and we kept moving from further places to further places, just to save a little monthly rent. The longer commuting time could not be considered at all, because for the poor, time is worthless.

20 10, go to work in a large retailer and work overtime every day. What is more unacceptable than manual labor is the bullying, scolding and personal humiliation of Shang Chao leaders.

"How do you do things?"

The assistant in charge of the supermarket scolded the promoters one by one and called the names of the promoters' manufacturers. Here, the individual has no name, only the name of the manufacturer.

The assistant manager of the supermarket is tall, fat and black.

Supermarket promoters stood in a row, holding their breath and hanging their heads.

Finally, it was my turn. I thought tonight could be avoided. I just did something for him this afternoon. The big black monster finally said thank you to me. Will his arrogant head say thank you? The head of a supermarket leader has a special function. Whenever faced with a salesman, he is cocky, and whenever faced with a leader, he bows his head. They have two faces, no, maybe more. ...

"I won't do it if you don't add goods!"

Small leaders at the grass-roots level always threaten promoters by not adding goods to them, so that they yield because of their performance and are once again accused by their own companies.

I protested loudly and I strode away. The sales director tried to give me a hand and told me not to be impulsive. I can do anything. Of course, there is no way out. A good horse never looks back.

(7)

Women are weak.

Being a mother is rigid.

Manbengang

Being a father is soft.

After 20 10, I changed to a large retail supermarket, where the leaders were much more easygoing and the pressure was less. I'll take a break. I work from 7: 00 in the morning to 24: 00 in the evening, and I have only a short meal time without rest.

Occasionally I have to work overtime all night.

On this day, I learned Taobao. At that time, my information was blocked and I was busy making a living every day. Only occasionally I learned about Taobao from my colleagues. I think this is a new thing, and everyone has the same starting point. I will do this business in the future, so that I can have time to take care of my son.

The process is also very hard, and it is even difficult to tell outsiders. At the moment, I touch my slightly painful teeth and knock down word by word, and my eyes are hazy. I also understand why I am young and should be strong, and why I am sick.

Everything in the world is hard to have it both ways. The rich have their troubles. For example, the rich are rich, but in poor health, and the poor are poor, but in good health. This is how Buddhism comforts the world.

"A woman makes a shop full of energy and color."

I am such an emotional woman. I wanted to cry at the flowers, but in reality I can only go against the wind. Gradually become a combination of small women and big women.

The business of online stores is getting better every day. Of course, there are also times when shops will "die" from time to time. At this time, as a store operator, you need to have the ability to "come back to life", from good to bad, from bad to good, and so on. In this way, I don't know when I will become a person who will not be shocked by life and will not cry again. Some people say that a woman's tears are a weapon.

Until my father died suddenly in February 20 18, I thought I had no tears, so I couldn't help crying. Tears welled up, and only I understood them, including sadness, regret, helplessness and my own bitterness over the years. I cry not only for my father, but also for my life.

20 18 this year is a small economic year, but at the end of the year, my father left.

My son wants to serve his parents when they are old, but they are gone.

The wind wants to calm down, but the trees won't stop.

Fourth sister is also very sad. I comforted her. She said, in fact, I cried not only my father, but also myself. I'm over 30 years old, and I still have nothing to worry about for my parents. Neither of us is happy-until the end of time, I understand.

How difficult it is for children from poor families to turn over.

(8)

Joy and sadness

Where there is sorrow, there is separation.

Huanyuan? Is it far?

"Mom, who are you?"

"baby"

At home, I always like to hold her in my arms, kiss her from time to time and ask her, "Who are you from?"

She is fat and round, so cute.

I'm staying at home at present, and I'm going to stay at home for about ten days, waiting to get dressed. My daughter is eight years younger than my son. She was born on 20 15, which is luckier than her son, because she was born eight years later. She can live in a spacious and bright city house instead of a tile house in the countryside. She can even say that I miss her mother, so that her mother can finally visit her once in a while instead of once a year.

Touched my heart

My son wrote this article on the topic of yesterday's composition. Parting touched my heart!

"Haven't I done anything that moved you or moved you over the years?"

Seriously with my son, in a joking tone!

"For example, I helped you download some information and read it with a pen. I was busy until twelve o'clock at night, during which I also thought about giving up, but I knew I couldn't, because I was afraid it would affect your grades. I finally downloaded it and tested the sensitivity of the pen ... "

"This is your idea, you still have so many psychological activities ..."

The family is happy, and an ordinary moment of life is so precious to me.

As a mother, I am glad that you are not as rebellious as you were five months ago. At that time, it was difficult for us to say three words a day. At that time, my mood was very stinging, and now I am very happy. ...

(9)

Life is like a drama, drama is like life, and joys and sorrows come one after another. I hope there will be more joy and less parting in the rest of my life.

Even if it is necessary to leave, I hope we can gain something and grow up in parting. It is not empty talk to leave just for a better reunion.

Ten years from weak woman to strong woman, I thank life!

Ten years from nothing to small gains, I thank the motherland!

Naturally, there are personal efforts among them, and it is also inseparable from the country's economic take-off.

Let's cheer together and pray for a better and better future!

Life is not easy, life is not easy, if there is an afterlife, would you still like to come?