My

When I was young, I never dreamed that I would have bookcases in the future. Because of the poor economic conditions at home, it is also an extravagant hope to buy a book that you like. When I was in junior high school, it took a lot of trouble to make a set of “mathematics, physics and chemistry self-study series. I just didn’t learn math, physics and chemistry well, and the series of books didn’t know where to go. I only remember my own learning textbooks from primary school to high school, or extracurricular books, such as “speech and eloquence”, “Middle school students” and “young literature”, which I never thought of retaining, anyway, if you don’t need it, sell it as waste paper. Just after I went to college, I saw old bookstalls in my spare time, and since then I became addicted to shopping in old bookstalls. First, expired magazines such as reader (the name at that time was Reader’s Digest), then stamp collection, and then literary masterpieces. There are more and more books, so I worry about the storage of the books. If it can’t be put properly, it is either moth-eaten or mouse-bitten, and what’s more, it is damp and moldy. Later, when my elder brother was in college, I used the box which my parents asked the master to make for him to put clothes or other utensils as a Bookbox. In the summer of 1993, an old bookstall was set up for a period of time to live. I have many more books. Besides literary masterpieces, there are many best sellers that were deeply loved by girls at that time: taiwanese writer Qiong Yao’s romantic novels such as “outside the window”, “Misty Rain”, “several degrees of sunset red”, “Blue Sky”, “hazy moon, bird hazy” “heart has thousands of knots” “tide” “Ask the sunset” “I am a cloud” “on the water side” “Six Dreams” “Autumn Song” “Burning Fire Bird” “spray” “” White Fox “the heaven of fire, Marigold, Dodder, Seagull, rosy clouds, etc, there are also romantic novels written by Hong Kong writer Cen Kellen, Prince Charming, love post, double-sided doll, family fun, weaving thousands of dreams, peach blossom sister, rainbow princess, family fun, crystal, rich and noble Tan, Spring Dream without trace, yellow leaves dancing autumn wind, etc, there are also works of Yi Shu, a Hong Kong female writer, such as” the total eclipse of the Heart “,” Once Loved “,” night without the moon “,” single woman “, etc, there are also Hong Kong female writers Yan Qin’s” When Love Comes “,” Lily in the Wind “,” Love in the Sky “and” cloud on the cloud “, there are also the best-selling martial arts novels at that time, Jin Yong’s Legend of Condor Heroes, Liang Yusheng’s legend of women in the ice world, seven swords down the Tianshan Mountains, etc, and the best-selling signature of Hong Kong Shirley at that time (it was later known that she was Tian Yanning, a male writer from Sichuan) Female leading home, female special police, female senior class, female dancing star, female chief, female boss and other female character series and male character series, there are also books in the series of “big old man” and “great destruction, and the best sellers at that time, Sidney Shelton’s” If Tomorrow Comes “,” Strategy Master “,” blood relationship “,” strong woman “,” Strangers in the mirror “,” Yellow Dog “,” gambling life “and so on. In addition to selling at that time, it was also rented out to female students who were studying in county health schools at that time. Later, I went to work with my elder brother in other places, and asked my younger sister who had nothing to do at home to sell books and rent books near the current Huaya market everyday. In addition to these books, I also encountered some ancient books, such as “great achievement of acupuncture and moxibustion”, “Gang Jian”, “medical Gold Jian”, “Famous Doctors case” and so on. Unfortunately, they were sold at a low price because of ignorance in 1996. Later, after my sister had something to do, I put these books in the box. The box my brother left for me could not be put down, and my grandmother vacated her box again. In August of 1996, when I came back from working in other places and had nothing to do, I went back to my old business to sell old books, and I sold all the romantic novels in the original box. Because those books had no preservation value, and the books at that time were hard to find, I had to sell them in order to match the stall. Now only Sidney Shelton’s books are left. And the banned book of Mrs. chateilai’s Lover by D.H. Lawrence at that time. At that time, it was difficult to find some good books. But I could still gain something. During that period, I also found some books such as model operas during the Cultural Revolution, as well as things other than books such as actual seals, cloth stamps, food stamps, cigarette labels, etc, I just don’t know how to collect comic books, and sometimes I don’t know how to buy them when I meet them. In addition, I don’t know to collect other things besides books, such as great figures, calligraphy and paintings, New Year paintings, wall calendars, etc. The most regretful thing was that once I saw the portraits of Marx, Engels and Lenin in bundles in a paper mill without knowing to collect them. From 2000 to 2003, when we set up old bookstalls for life again, we couldn’t find any good books, and occasionally there would be a surprise. In 1997, taking advantage of brother Zhang’s opportunity to make furniture, I asked my master to make three bookcases for me. (each bookcase has two parts, one is two meters high and the other is four layers, I originally planned to make five layers, one layer is 25 centimeters high, and the top layer is 40 centimeters high, but because I didn’t have time to see it, the master only made four layers for me. (Below is a bookcase 2 meters long, 60 centimeters wide and 80 centimeters high.) These three bookcases didn’t let the paint master dress up the bookcases with Amber paint until they moved to their new houses in 2002 and added some furniture, unfortunately, there is no door on the upper four floors that can be opened and closed, so it takes a long time and there is no need to drop some dust. Therefore, the books I cherish can only be put into the bookcase below. When books couldn’t be put before, they were all put in fertilizer bags. When I renovated the house in 2001, my books, Good books are bad books; Valuable and worthless; They are all packed into fertilizer bags, pricked, and there are more than a dozen bags, moving home together with other goods, the three bookcases were also moved to sanaunt’s house. The bookcases were empty, and I seldom read books at that time. It is estimated that you will have to toss like this when moving again. Although, every time my wife saw me buy books, she was not angry and annoyed me to light them for you, but the books still increased unconsciously. I also registered my books before, such as the time, price, amount of books saved and so on. Later, I was afraid that my wife would be angry with me when she knew it, and I dared not record any more. In 2000, after the completion of the project of the transportation bureau’s family building that my brother took over, I lost a layer of milky yellow paint on the iron cabinet that used to put tools on the construction site, which was used to put books I cherished for a period of time, the cabinet was welded with 3 angle steel and 1.2 iron sheet, 70 centimeters long, 50 centimeters wide and 15 meters high. (Now used to put clothes.) In the spring of 2003, I worked for my cousin, and then she gave me a data cabinet of their unit, which was 1.05 long, 38 centimeters wide and 1.6 high. Below is a data Cabinet separated by three compartments, and above is a five-story bookshelf that only can hold books, but there is only one leg missing in that cabinet, After I came back, I found something and put my cherished book there for a while, until one day I found that my book was bitten by a mouse, (Because the door of the bookcase was not tightly closed) I had to put the book into the bookcase again. In my spare time in winter of 2007, I used some boards and nails to assemble a simple bookshelf which is 2.1 high, 80cm long and 18cm wide, 25cm high on each floor, (The height of the two layers above and below is 30 centimeters) the bookshelf is placed behind my bedroom door. On the bookshelf are poems, leisure and entertainment, collections that I often read, books on Mathematics and some reference books. In addition, I made another 50cm wide and 50cm high, the 1.1-meter-long wooden box is used to store my magazines and calligraphy copybooks such as “Ode to Shimen”, “Cao Quan monument”, “Yan Jia Temple Monument”, “Oriental Shuo painting praise” and so on. Although I spent a month’s spare time in the second month of this year (2012) to put my collection of books into the blog space, I didn’t count how many books I had. I don’t know where my books will be after many years. When I bought these books, besides reading them by myself, the most important thing was to leave them to my son. But now my son has no interest in books except playing, which makes me helpless and heartbroken. I really don’t understand why my son, who is addicted to books, doesn’t have such deep friendship with books like me. Books have also become a kind of pain for me, which I never thought. This reminds me of the words of the stall owner who often buys her old books: I never save books, and I will sell any books I have. Such a good book is sold as waste, and I save some books, it’s not good to save and save. It’s better to sell it immediately to earn some money, less regret and regret. Thinking of these, I also had an idea: sooner or later I will donate books, and I will. Books make me happy and worry. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Desire

People from the age of 567 to 645 have a desire for culture and education. To be honest, there is a desire similar to madness. But unfortunately, most people in this age group only have the education level of primary school and junior high school. It is a cultural fault in the historical stage. But also cannot completely denied, this generation or emerged some peerless all kinds of talents. But most people still stay in this fault, that’s they never lingering touch not out of pain. Later, this group of people to work the makeup. But that is just a form, and everyone knows exactly how much they have learned. In order to evaluate the professional titles of the staff, some school departments set up many classes in the form of short, flat and fast, and obtained certificates by surprise. You can get your junior college diploma after three months of study, and you can get your undergraduate diploma after half a year of study. Learning is to rely on to accumulation of, is to rely on time energy to cultivation of, is 1.1 drops of residue. It can’t be made all at once. This is the sorrow of a generation and the defect they leave forever. This is caused by historical conditions, and it is not that they do not desire knowledge or attach importance to culture. But in that special era and environment, their development was restricted. In order to make up for these shortcomings, they put their dreams on their children completely. In order to let their children go to college, they become irrational and similar to crazy. In order to make entrance points, they no matter children whether are-and, and have this talent, take spoon-feeding education. Let children learn painting, musicology, dance, sports, foreign languages, Mathematical Olympiad. People with status and status pull relationships everywhere to find ways. It is really that the Eight Immortals show their magic power when crossing the sea. In order to make children have a good future, some families with poor financial conditions also compete to go abroad for further study. They borrowed money from relatives and friends everywhere. He even sold all the houses he lived in and rented a house outside. It seems that if you get a college diploma, the postgraduate certificate will have a bright future, and you can honor your ancestors. As a result, these children have educational background, but their practical ability and life independence are very poor. The development of society really needs talents of high quality, but it does not only depend on the knowledge of books. Like Gorky, a great literary giant in the former Soviet Union, Jack London, the father of American literature, has primary school education. For another example, Bill Gates in America won success without graduating from university. Many successful people in China who do not have a high degree are also everywhere. From not paying attention to culture during the Cultural Revolution to paying attention to knowledge and education level now. That is indeed a qualitative leap. China’s development really needs a large number of high-quality talents of all kinds. But that requires creative and pioneering talents. Alone book knowledge is not enough. This group of people is so sad! Their vanity has a historical origin. They bear too heavy spiritual burden and social pressure. During the Cultural Revolution, this group of people just went to primary school or junior high school, and the school was impacted by the Great Cultural Revolution, which wasted their youth. They were too young to recognize the future development situation at that time. Moreover, you could not move against the current in the rolling historical flood, which would be engulfed. At that time, they were a group of fledgling dolls, and they didn’t know how to fight and kill all day long. Wasted the wonderful time and golden moment in this life. It’s not that they don’t want to learn, but there are indeed many people learning by themselves. At that time, I was in senior one. That year not counting delay, I have read it completely in the first year of senior high school. I basically didn’t have classes in senior two. At first, I still had fantasies and secretly took lessons at home. I taught myself the cultural lessons of senior two and senior three. At that time, when it came to the theory of ingredients, those with poor family background were not qualified for college entrance examination at all. The dream of going to college was shattered. I was very hesitant and desperate, and my goals and expectations in my heart were shattered like colorful soap bubbles. At that time, I lived in chaos all day in school. At first, the class organized us to go to the orchard of the school to weed and take part in the labor. I found a strange phenomenon when I was working. Someone was working while some students were standing there looking around and doing nothing. I asked the classmate who was working next to me quietly, what was going on? That classmate told me that they were the red five, monitoring us. Later, the school became more and more chaotic, and it was divided into many factions to set up some scarlet-letter soldiers. Heizi soldiers stood on the top of the mountain and occupied the mountain as the King respectively. The whole day was noisy and argued endlessly. We, the black five, became the Daniel faction. I have a good relationship with the teacher in the school library. I like reading. The teacher secretly let me in. She locked the door to do other things. This is an isolated place. I can temporarily forget troubles, pains and travel in the ocean of knowledge. I like reading, which is the ocean of endless knowledge and the essence and treasure of human spirit. I am like a small fish traveling in the ocean, burying myself in the books eagerly, and collecting rich spiritual nutrition like a bee in the flowers. After a short period of time, this demand has also become a dream and an extravagant hope. The library was also impacted, Piles of books were burnt. Seeing the soaring fire devouring the spiritual wealth left by human beings for hundreds of years and thousands of years, and concentrating the artistic treasures of several generations of ancestors, I really want to rush to save them. But when I saw the Red Guards standing next to me, I was too timid to step forward. I couldn’t bear to watch it again, and left dejectedly. I have been having nightmares for several days. This road was blocked. I had to do something. I am a practicalist. I wanted to learn some skills that could be used in life when I had nothing to do. So I learned cooking, haircut, cutting clothes and so on. Later, by chance, I read a Chinese medicine book, and I fell in love with it. At that time, there was nothing extravagant to learn traditional Chinese medicine, but only to dilute the annoyance to reality with learning, which was a kind of escape and spiritual transfer. I have read many books in this field. There are also soup songs hanging in the whole room for memorization. After all, this is a wild way. Up to now, there have been a lot of mistakes. Basically, books have been returned. But after all, it is a road sign of my life, recording the unforgettable journey I have gone through. Contributor: Zang Qiying Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) spring snow elimination Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Home

It snowed. On that day, if it hadn’t been for several children looking up at the sky and chattering, I would still be immersed in the little novel “The warm sun” alone. As expected, in the cold afternoon for most of the day, fragmentary snowflakes began to drift gently from the dim sky, one by one, as if they were petals scattered by fairies to the world. This scene reminded me of the day when I left my hometown to work in the South. It was also snow all over the sky. Wandering outside, I have always been longing for the winter of my hometown, longing for the four distinct seasons of my hometown, and I prefer the infinite happiness brought by snow. If we hadn’t made up our mind to return to our hometown where we were born, how could we meet snow in this winter day after 16 years? Looking around, the snowflakes were flowing everywhere, the dance was graceful and charming, and I also kissed my green and mature face quietly from time to time! As a result, that excited, excited, excited tone, that excited, moved, heart-moving strength, touched the nerves of my whole body to play the return song that I never had before, the long-lost melody was plucked in a cadence. I came to the wheat field close to snowflakes. Although I hadn’t covered all the sleeping wheat seedlings, the snowflakes still continued to get rid of the bondage of the sky and endured the pain of giving up life and disappearing as soon as the sun came out, use the last strength to descend on the vast land, wrap every seedling with snow quilts, store the growing water, and make farmers have a good harvest next year. The night in winter was surprisingly quiet. If you listened carefully, you would hear the rustle of snowflakes falling to the ground. Walking in the snow, the sound of creaking under the feet came out, and the memory of playing in the snow in childhood returned instantly. After walking away from hometown for so many years, snowflakes are still falling in this day as far as it can, for this sky, these villagers and the land that nurtures me. For me, who was already a husband and a father, although I had no playmate in the past and no laughter in the past, I felt more homesick and loved the snowflakes in my hometown. Tonglian: banghaiqing, Xihu, Unit 3, Unit 2, yard 1, Building 24, Guanghui Road, Beiguan District, Anyang city, Henan province Tel: 13526185705 Zip code: 455000 Zan Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Window

In the morning, I was awakened by the cuckoo’s cry. After pondering the cuckoo’s voice carefully, I couldn’t hear the content of my parents-in-law in the book I saw when I was a child, which was about cutting wheat and cutting crops, I kept repeating, monotonous, turbid, and a little desolation. In the uninterrupted cuckoo sound, there are other birds occasionally coming, but I don’t know what kind of birds they are. Their voices are much more crisp and melodious, light and fresh, just like this morning. It is said that cuckoo, also known as Azalea and Zigui, is the incarnation of Du Yu of Shu emperor. It keeps calling back in the mountains to express sorrow, Desolation or thoughts of returning. At this moment, I felt relaxed and felt a little happy. Naturally, I didn’t like listening to the sound of Bugu. So I stood up and went to the study, turned on the computer, and clicked “flowers bloom outside the window”. Loop play, I like its melody, although the lyrics are a little sad. There are not many flowers on the balcony, most of the roses are withered, and the new flower buds have not yet opened; There is only one Azalea left in the Western Ocean, standing alone in the furry leaves; the self-generated Cockscomb is not beautiful either, and it is not like the cockscomb shape seen in childhood; Jasmine has not been on the branch for a long time, only the purple Phalaenopsis is blooming brightly. However, it is always good to have flowers blooming. Last night, lying on the cane chair in the bedroom, I fell asleep. I didn’t know when my husband carried me to bed and didn’t wake up all night. I am really too tired, and I only blame myself for my poor health, and I can’t stand any trouble. When I went out yesterday, I took medicine in advance, and then went back home with my husband as a guest. The road was fine, and I could still sit in the car, listen to music and play with my mobile phone; When I came back, I had to lie on the back seat of the car and sleep all the way home. When I arrived at the back of the house, I felt my head was heavy and my body was sore, especially the waist part, which seemed to be cut by someone. I couldn’t wait to find medicine in the drawer. After eating, I went to lie down. Only when I lay down could I feel a little comfortable. My husband was busy in the kitchen, listening to the tinkling sound in the kitchen, so moved. This should have been done by women, but the husband, the big man, did not complain at all. Thinking of this, he was indeed a little guilty. Sorry, I always let you take care of me. At dinner, I said to my husband. My husband smiled and said, “I spend too little time with you. It’s all my fault. A drop of tears slipped from my face. No wonder your husband, you can only blame yourself if you want to blame him. Who calls yourself to rely too heavily on psychology? Who calls yourself in poor health? My physical condition fettered me. I couldn’t walk around with him and didn’t want to go out with him and his friends. All I could do was to stay at home, waiting for his return, waiting for him to tell me the lively and interesting things outside. After dinner, go outside for a walk. You can’t sit still in the house. No, let me sit with you for a while. I stood up to the bedroom, opened the French window, pulled up the screen window, and lay on the cane chair beside the window. I like lying here most, because there is my small balcony outside the window. My husband took a cushion and put it on my waist. I feel much better. There was no light on in the room, and there was a light from a family on the opposite floor, which was shining into my room. The yellow dizzy light was tender. It was drizzling outside, and there was wind. The wind blew through the screen window to my bare arms, chilly, with a hint of autumn. I straightened my feet, adjusted the most comfortable posture, closed my eyes and quietly enjoyed the coolness of the night. Fu Jun chose a place not far away from me, moved to the stool at the dressing table, and sat down. I will read for you. Husband said. I didn’t answer. It feels good to close my eyes. I was immersed in this cool and quiet world. My husband didn’t turn on the light. He knew I didn’t want to turn on the light. I was really tired and just wanted to lie quietly. I didn’t move, but felt the cane chair shaking slightly. Maybe it was dizziness. However, this sense of dizziness is not very annoying. It makes my body seem to fly off the ground and float in the air. My husband picked up his mobile phone, leafed through articles in WeChat’s circle of friends, and then chose articles that might suit my appetite to read for me. In normal days, I almost don’t read this kind of articles. I just feel that they are empty, just like an omniscient elder who teaches you how to be a person and how to live in the world, quotations make people feel boring and boring. However, when such articles were read out from your husband’s mouth, they all seemed much more pleasing to the ear. In fact, I didn’t listen to what my husband read seriously. I only heard his voice, which was so familiar and seemed a little strange. His Mandarin with hometown dialect made my heart so soft, as if a grain of rock candy was melting gradually. The voice of my husband was always in my ears, and the voice became more and more blurred. I fell asleep in this voice, and I was willing to sleep in this voice and never woke up. However, I woke up in the morning and was woken up by the cuckoo’s voice. After waking up, yesterday’s fatigue has disappeared, and flowers bloom outside the window. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…
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