I have never been interested in writing in these years, and I write a lot of words every year. Although it is for self-entertainment, I really enjoy it. Having time, listening to music and writing small articles is also a very good enjoyment. Compared with several people playing cards and gambling day and night around the card table, I think it is much better, this is not only about how much money it costs, but also about the different interests and pursuits. Over the years, I have participated in many big and small national competitions, including novels, proses, poems and even ancient Chinese poems. I was lucky to win several small prizes. I know very clearly that there are people outside the mountain, and I still have a good impression in my heart, what flatters me is that my words can finally get the approval of Fang’s family, not to say that I really have a few pounds or a few taels, which I know very well, for office workers like me who are still doing their best for San dou mi every day, writing and writing is just because of their interest, even they dare not talk about literary dreams. I don’t know whether my interest in literature has family inheritance. My father was a man who was almost illiterate in crops. He hadn’t been in school for a day, but his oral expression ability was very good, and he was indispensable for the red and white wedding events in the clan. According to my father, my grandfather was a famous cultural man in the nearby area, and a small script was admirable. I have never seen my grandfather. My grandfather was born one year ago, but it can be proved from the words of my second grandfather and third grandfather. Later, it even proved that father didn’t make false remarks. At the end of the 1980 s, when collecting genealogy, I found the contract of burying a burden written by my grandfather for his family in the family of an elder. A neat and dense small script made people shine at the moment, although it had been dusty for more than 30 years, the charm of one stroke after another has not been reduced at all. My literary enlightenment should be attributed to literary publications. When I was 80 or 90 years old, I read the literature books of my brother in my arms. My brother was eleven years older than me. He was reading demonstration at that time. He brought back a pile of literature books every summer and winter vacation. From then on, he knew that there were “contemporary”, “October”, “Tomb Sweeping Day”, zhong Shan, when herding cattle, I read it with a book in my hand. To be honest, there are a lot of words that I don’t know and don’t understand, but it doesn’t hinder my interest in reading at all. Jump over if you don’t understand, and purely pursue a pleasure of reading. As long as you can master the story, what can you do if you have some obstacles! After reading too much, I showed strong interest when I began to write compositions. Chinese teachers always read those short compositions in class, which further stimulates the internal motivation. The more I read extra-curricular books, the more well I wrote the compositions. I often got praise from senior Chinese teachers. The recognized ability will continue, probably because of this, from primary school to high school, composition has always been a good project. To be honest, I really had a literary dream in my mind when I was a student. I hoped to go to college and become a man of literature and ink. The word “dancing, writing and Ink” has always been in my heart. Whether it was bad luck or bad luck, I was still stopped outside the University after graduating from high school, and the way to study came to an abrupt end. But I can’t put down my love for literature or words in my heart. Even if I go back to the countryside, I weave my inner world with words. Most of the time, words become the best way to pour out loss, depression and hesitation, although it is rough and immature, it is inevitable to be superficial, because accompanied by words, the countryside in my eyes and the land under my feet have incomparable beauty. I really admire Fang Jiajia who is good at building high-rise buildings with words, the broad spiritual world and the endless tension of life, so that readers can see the magnificence and detail of the world around them through words, we even feel the power and breath that we cannot perceive. Just like a beacon, it has always been shining in the mind. I want to get closer, get some influence, and learn a little bit of such ability. Maybe this is the dream that people often say,, it is a bit utopia to talk about such a dream, which makes me sweat all day long. In fact, I have become one of these utopians unconsciously for so many years. Family culture, or the guidance and cultivation of clan sages, is very important to me. Although it is difficult to teach systematically, the edification and enlightenment in daily life also benefit a lot. Having passion and interest is a prerequisite. If there is no guidance and support, it will be very difficult to improve. Writing requires not only enthusiasm, but also thinking about society, life and life. It also depends on personal social experience and life accumulation, no matter ideology, moral concept, the realm of life should have value orientation and conform to the aesthetic requirements of the mainstream. Even if it is personal small sentiment, small feelings and small life, it should also conform to the benchmark values of life, social morality cannot be violated. The purpose of writing is to express the inner concept that you want to express through words; Love writing is to be willing to do such inner analysis and spiritual elaboration, to be willing to open your heart to accommodate the world, at the same time, I am eager to be accepted by this colorful world; I can’t get rid of the enthusiasm of writing, that is, in my heart, this world has always been dynamic, and every color gives people different feelings, there is a potential motivation to describe these colors. If there are three or five people willing to feel it, it will be better. Oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar or rice, wheat, cotton and oil seem to have nothing to do with writing and literary dreams, but who can deny that literature or writing can be separated from these! I am very lucky that Zi Qian had to read through the history of Chinese literature at around 20, and he read it carefully. He made seven or eight books just by taking notes, which was definitely not a cursory glance or pretending, if there is a little accumulation, it has a lot to do with the seriousness at that time. Now I really have no time and patience to read these books. It was hard to imagine that I could calm down at that time. It is also because of this that the charm of words in the heart is becoming more and more unusual. If the flow of words is less in this world, how dull and boring it will be. There is no denying that when I was young, I really had a dream of a writer in my heart. The more I knew, the more I knew that I didn’t know anything about it. Not everyone who loves words can become a writer, let alone everyone who loves writing can eat literature. But it does not prevent a person from having such a dream and having such a goal in his or her growth path. Without dreams and goals is one thing, while having dreams and goals can’t be fully realized is another thing. As long as you try your best, there will be no regrets. On the contrary, the happiness in the process of pursuing will be remembered for life. This kind of happiness can not be spoken thoroughly by simple words. Only through personal experience can the taste be understood. It may be bitter, hot, sour and sweet. Tears and laughter coexist, but that is real happiness, it is the release of inner emotions and the feeling and precipitation of words penetrating the soul. Because of this, even after a lot of setbacks and changes, I have never given up my special preference for writing for so many years, and I have never extinguished my enthusiasm for writing, and my heart has always been filled with passion, adhering to the literary complex that grew up in my heart when I was young, I couldn’t put aside the 1.1 literary feelings at all. Depressed, hesitated, doubted, lost, even thought of letting go, finally reluctant, words have been accompanying until now. Now I think of the rainy days when others gather together to brag and play cards and shrink themselves in the room to write. I think of the holidays and after work, others are busy chatting and watching videos on the Internet, and they sit in front of the computer clumsy typing, there will be a lot of emotions, sometimes some don’t believe, why can’t you sit still? Perhaps, this is a person’s lifestyle, or interest. I always think that it is not necessarily a good thing to form my thoughts and thoughts into words. At least, it is much more meaningful than spending on fun and enjoyment. Writing a composition is also a kind of fun. After all, it is different from playing cards and gambling, chatting and drinking. Some words can be preserved, even if they are looking back after three to five years or more, even if there was a one-sided lack of ideas at that time, it could still be traced back. When it comes to reality, whether it is mature, successful or painful, there is something to sort out, is it more smelly than a blank brain? I have told my daughters more than once that maybe I can’t earn as much money as others and can’t afford a house as big as others, but these words accumulated, it is a fortune that ordinary people can’t imagine! In the past, I conceived my own word dream on paper, which was white and black, with clear black and white. No matter what kind of words were used to describe it, it was the relationship between seeds and soil. In this way, square characters grow up one by one on white paper, and only those immersed in them can truly understand the hope and pleasure they bring. After getting in touch with the Internet, I began to share the happiness of writing with others on the computer. No matter how busy and tired I am, the happiness of writing and reading cannot be compared. What is valuable is that getting to know a lot of good teachers and friends is more useful than building a car behind closed doors in the past. For many people, literature is not only a dream, but also a complex. It is reasonable to say that it is a personal feeling in daily life. In these years, I have written a lot of words in my spare time, including essays, poems, novels, and ancient poems. I dare not say how much I have achieved, but at least it is also a kind of spiritual support, A kind of adjustment in life. I always think that apart from working, supporting the family, supporting the elderly and educating their children, there is still something that belongs to the inner part of the individual. What belongs to me should be a literary complex that cannot be left behind for decades.

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