On my desk, mochi literature is one of the most common magazines. Recently, I gathered all the “mochi literature” in the past three years, which was high. The original publication, thin and small, has become plump and plump in the past two years. I have to order several magazines every year, but in the end, only “mochi literature” is collected as a treasure knot and ancient books. In his spare time last month, an old man came to buy old books, magazines and newspapers, then he sorted out useless manuscripts into a bundle and sold them. After that, he stared at the pile of “ink pool literature” on the desk whose cover was slightly yellowish. Prompt asked me: Isn’t that bundle for sale? Fifty cents a Jin. I said to him happily: This book is calculated by words, and each word has five points. Do you accept it? He burst into laughter. I paid close attention to the development of mochi literature. A few years ago, some pure literature magazines such as poetry, novels and so on were closed one after another. I was always worried about her survival prospect, but now it seems that these worries are unnecessary. Because mochi literature, as a monthly literature magazine hosted by the local literary federation, is supported by the county Party committee and the county government and supported by relevant units and enterprises, although the funds for running the magazine are limited, with a large number of authors and readers enthusiastically providing nutrition for her, she will grow stronger and stronger day by day. Mochi literature is a pure local literature publication, which is full of folk customs and soil fragrance from beginning to end, and marks the traces of Lishui culture, no matter who reads “mochi literature”, it will be influenced by a kind of cultural characteristic and the local style and features of one side. As an ordinary reader, I feel that reading mochi literature needs an idle and transparent mood. When reading, you ‘d better choose to release your mood in the quiet sky when the sun is approaching or the moon is getting brighter. Make a cup of tea and browse at will, just like walking in an alley, walk without delay and enjoy the scenery along the way at will. Really, I walked into the corridor of culture with flowing words. I could often encounter some familiar faces and touching stories, which entered my memory inadvertently, it affects my soul and ripples in my indifferent feelings. “Mochi literature” I am a rare spiritual wealth. She led me to the quaint of Li River, the anti-breeding of chengtou Mountain, the cooking smoke of the farmhouses in the mountain village, and the aroma of wine in the town lanes, which lured me into the simplicity of Li Zhou and her freshness. I read her and it, only Refresh. “Mochi literature” is like my bosom friend, guiding my cultural life imperceptibly and accompanying me on the journey of life. She is like a flawless pearl, which is always shining at any time. It is a priceless treasure and has eternal charm for me.

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The erratic heart wandered wildly in the classroom. I feel calm, but I feel upset. Now I have a doubt about everything I have. Doubt your ability, the teaching profession you are engaged in, the 30 years of ups and downs you have gone through, and sometimes even doubt the survival itself. Why is it like this? I can’t say for sure. Now I am content with the status quo and even muddle along. Feel that life is meaningless, no matter how hard you struggle and struggle, you will eventually return to the dust. No matter how much I give to others, I can’t get others’ understanding and recognition. In this way, what is the significance of my giving? It would be better to hold basketball alone and sweat alone on the ice-cooled and enthusiastic playground, letting the fierce and ruthless sunshine make my delicate and white skin dark and rough. At least, I can forget a lot on the playground. Now I also like to mess around in the office with a mobile phone that I once thought was boring and ruthless. Even if I turn it on and off again and again, I still feel it is much better than crying loudly, at least my heart is calm. There is no need to be adorable and adorable in order to win others’ good impression, nor to flatter others with head and tail, let alone raise eyebrows for envy others’ achievements, my mouth is prominent and I am angry and sad. I am just myself, the self that blocks myself. The blockade here is not a negative isolation from the world, Instead, I return my heart to peace, and then use another way to make up for the missing things. Use words to express all kinds of things. Recently, I especially like that kind of simple and elegant words, just like drinking tea. A long smell can’t leave in my heart for a long time. Maybe if you close the book and put down the pen, you will not remember anything, but there is a great sense of satisfaction in your heart. I don’t know when I don’t like the strong white wine and the light boiled water. I only feel that the elegance of fragrant tea can store my soul. Staring at the rising tea leaves in the glass, smelling the strong aroma of tea, tasting this wonderful drink of tea blending, the inner satisfaction is incomparable. Life is enough. There is no need to haggle over every penny. Life is just like this tea, which can only be drunk two or three times by the drinker in the Cup, and then it will be flushed into the toilet. When the mission is completed, why should people remember themselves? It is enough to live in this world, and there is no need for others’ understanding and memory. He also lives in a state of great freedom. If it doesn’t matter to the world, then the world doesn’t matter to himself.

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