This year
Author: Hu Huanxin
This year began with a sunny day, and finally it was necessary to pull down with a heavy snow.
Seeing the snowflakes flying in the sky and the whole white world, all my irritable emotions were extinguished in an instant. All prosperity is only a cushion of snow, all life is just a footnote to snow, no one is redder than anyone, no one is taller than anyone, no one is more envious of the world, no matter who it is, in the world of snow there is only one color - this color is called "white".
Maybe you leave your hometown, work overtime, try your best, all year round in your hands are still stretched, still can't let the elderly parents enjoy the old age, still can't let the child in school at hand, but please believe, this is the cushion of life, the background of life, you are also as white as snow, pure and flawless.
Maybe you pour all your money into financing the opening of a shop and a factory, either online shopping makes you complain that the store is quieter than the widow, or the raw materials have soared to the point that your production is not as good as not producing less. Even if you are a door to door, you still carefully clean up the shop, full of hope that there will be customers in the next moment, and the look you insist on is painful, but it is really beautiful. Even if you produce every day, lose money every day, you still haven't given up production, watching your employees busy, holding your salary on time every month and smiling, you know that an employee is a family, and their laughter has long stopped your inner pain.
This year was still a short reunion, followed by a long separation. Partition is not the subject word, but isolation becomes a subtitle from time to time. The epidemic is far from over, the epidemic prevention and anti-epidemic is still continuing, and this epidemic has not stopped from the beginning to the end of the year. It is difficult for us to meet the people we want to meet, and we dare not go to the places we want to go.
Maybe this year you still have to celebrate the New Year on the spot, but what is this pain for you, compared to the temporary and deadly gathering? Even if you are in love with a couple, opening the video can temporarily relieve the pain of lovesickness; even if it is an elderly parent, a phone call can also touch the lonely heart of the elderly; even if it is a wife and a young child, a WeChat can also make each other warm. Of course, just like this snow, all suffering is just a cushion for the suffering and perseverance in our lives, because we all work together to create a white and immaculate world.
This year, what keeps me up at night is this unstable world, the provocative military exercises in the South China Sea, the ants in Ukraine shaking trees, and Tsai Ing-wen jumping up and down. All this tells us how important the strength of the country is, if it is still in the era of the weak and incompetent Qing government, if it is still in the era of accumulating greed and weakness, the great powers and monsters that once wantonly killed on our land, at this time when the epidemic is raging, the economy is depressed, and the currency is high, do we still have to come to a Long March, do we still have to come to a difficult war of resistance? Every time I saw Zhao Lijian's polite and polite appearance, and every time I heard his humble speech, my heart was incomparably calm and happy, and at this moment, I deeply understood that today's motherland no longer needs to look at people's faces. At this moment, all that remains in my heart is to be proud of the motherland, to be glad for the people, and to be proud to live in this era.
This year, I added many snowflakes to my head, and the snow of my life has fallen halfway, making me half green silk and half snow white hairstyle. Just like this snow that pulled down the curtain of the 2021-end drama, I still insist on a piece of whiteness in my heart, when others need me, I do my best, even if I am busy, I have no regrets, when the work needs me, I have no remorse, even if I am blinded, I don't care. Of course, I also have a worldly fake smile on my face, just like the occasional ray of sunlight in the clouds before the snow, but it still can't change my determination to write my life as a snow, of course, my body will be stained with a little human fireworks from time to time, just as when the snow falls, the reckless mountains and rivers still can't cover the dirt, but it still can't contaminate my confidence in cleaning my soul to a clean slate.
This year, condensed into one word that is, "effort", the party and the country strive to make every people happy, enterprises strive to make every employee make money, hospitals strive to make every citizen disease-free, schools strive to reassure every family, and the whole people strive to become a wonderful world.
This year, the way we look in the album is "persistence", we insist on our self-confidence, we insist on our production, we insist on our fight against the epidemic, we insist on our lives, just like this snow, if the world is allowed to have only one color, that is white, it is pure in our culture, pure in our faith, innocent in our actions.
This year, with a snow as a footnote, it not only interprets the original intention of the country, but also the confession to every descendant of Yanhuang.
This year, with a snow to end, the proof is not only that winter is about to pass, but also shows a beautiful life, it should be sad and happy, love and hate, and finally return to its original appearance, life is hurried, snowflakes are a piece, the world is small, and there is snow.
About the Author:
Hu Huanxin, male, born in Daozhu Village, Yuping Town, Pingjiang County, Hunan Province, has engaged in education, worked as a secretary, worked as a township cadre, and is now working in the Pingjiang County Institutional Establishment Office. Loves to read and loves to write.
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