Getting up in the morning, a patient got out of the door. It was already Dawn, and the head shift didn’t have a good rest all night. The leader now became the doorman, opening the door, locking the door and directing the patient to the department. Not tired but very sleepy, just want to sleep. I was so confused that the shouting of selling steamed buns made me unable to dream. I didn’t sleep late and got up! Hold the quilt and run to your own room. Only then did I realize that I cried last night, and the secret was revealed by the small circle 1.1 underground. The bird sang and invited me to run in the morning. Stepping into the wild, the fragrance of flowers came to my nose, the wheat field nodded and welcomed, the Poplar waved and the new buds trembled, the rape was golden and fragrant, and the smoke of the village Zhuangzi was in turmoil …… the good mood in the school days slipped away, stretching out legs, bending down, jumping and jumping in the field, singing and laughing, which provoked the birds to run away. Three farmers came from behind, surprised eyes went away and turned around and smiled at me strangely, feeling very funny …… spring morning is really good, let me run happily, happy angel came back again, run and run, jump and jump, the smelly sweat made me quiet. Slow steps, happy. A man trotted towards me and asked me how good the accountant was! Good, good, good! But I don’t know who he is, and I feel ridiculous. Here has life 9 years, work 9 years, I know little, management 40,000 population, every day greeting sent, remember people few, no time for their memory annoyance. Spring morning was in a subtle mood, thinking of the past, I felt painful in my heart. No, I said that I would let my unhappiness die in my heart …… I met Secretary Xie who was going to heaven two years ago. He looks in good health today, the village committee secretary was seriously ill after he stepped down, and the reimbursement of rural cooperative medical system made him deal with me every month. He was listening with a small radio. I greeted him and asked: Secretary Xie, good morning, see you are getting healthier and healthier. Secretary Xie smiled and said: OK! Good! Good! The street was busy with private Xu opera. Many vehicles came and it was time for me to go to work. I went back to the hospital and reported that the indoor mobile phone was missing. I wonder if I forgot to stay in the general duty room, and my colleagues should come to sign in, so I hurried to the department. There was no bed, no desk …… the mobile phone ran there? Dr. Yang opened the drawer with a smile on his face. The mobile phone leaked. Fortunately, I was careless enough to lock the door and went out for a morning run. There were always careful people helping me put it away. Spring morning is busy, and there are more people getting up. Seeing that it is not time to go to work, brush your teeth, wash your face and wash your clothes to clean up the room. I got up early and got up late for three times. What I said is true. I can’t sleep late in the future! Spring morning, you are early; Hello, friend! Let my laughter accompany you to old age, OK!? Written in 2009 nian 4 yue 11 ri

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