Fiction: A desk

A desk

Bing Bing in the city, when he was in school, he liked to read and write.

After publishing several articles in the school newspaper, Bing Bing established a dream of becoming a writer in the future.

For this dream, BingBing in the city, when reading, gave up many opportunities to play, when other students go shopping, go to the cinema to watch movies, go to the dance hall to dance, Bingbing read in the school library, or borrowed books she likes to read, in the classroom, or in the dormitory. Having a feeling, I found a pen, and paper, and wrote it out. Although some are lonely and a little tired, when reading and writing, it is bingbing's happiest and self-forgetful time.

At that time, there were several writers, special famous, works particularly hot, people fanatically watched. Bing Bing has more and more established the dream of growing up and becoming a writer in the future.

Unfortunately, when I was studying in the city, although Bingbing read many books and wrote many articles, she only published some in the school newspaper, and submitted many manuscripts outside the school, but they were not published.

However, Bing Bing did not lose heart, but with a dream, full of confidence out of school, into the society, into the workplace, want to go out of the campus, earn money to support themselves, after the gradual understanding of social life, there is an independent writing space, more free to read many books, write many works.

Ice work is assigned to a village in a neighboring township.

Bing Bing carried pots and pans on his back, and followed the potholed dirt road to the unit.

The unit is a small courtyard, and around the playground, there are some houses, there is a row of stone houses, and the others are white-walled, black-tiled houses.

In the small courtyard, there are still some flowers and trees, although the place is remote, although the conditions are simple, but the small courtyard is quiet, so that Bing Bing likes.

After arriving at the unit, the principal gave Bing Er a house, it was a house, the house was full of confetti, garbage, and after BingBing cleaned it, it became clean. The bed is made, the things are put in order, and the house becomes neat.

Next to the bed, there was a table and a chair, which made Bing Bing like this simple, yet neat cabin.

At the meeting, Bing Bing was also assigned a job.

Although the work is a bit trivial and complicated, after a few days of dry ice, I am familiar with the work and do it smoothly. After work, there is a lot of free time, Bing Bing is in the hut, feeling the quiet of the village, reading, having a feeling of writing. The sky outside the window was blue, blue, and there were gentle clouds floating in the sky. The mountains, also in the deep green, the sun becomes serene and warm.

After reading the words she liked and writing the articles she wanted to write, Bingbing felt particularly full and excited, and in the sunny weather, she would walk out of the courtyard of work and follow the road at the foot of the mountain to go for a walk.

Bing Bing lived for a long time in such a cottage with a desk in the hut. Although, the work gradually became familiar, there was no fresh feeling. In the village, because of the remoteness, away from the bustle, wonderful, but because of the life of a cottage and a desk, Bing Bing likes the courtyard of work, likes the life of work, reading, and writing.

However, although BingBing is very hardworking, she has read many books and written many things, and with dreams, she has been sent to various places, hoping to take root, sprout, blossom, and bear fruit. However, the result is the disappointment of the stone sinking into the sea.

This made Bing Bing feel a little disappointed in the small courtyard she liked and the life she liked.

Bing Bing's youth, vitality, in the work, along with the flowing years, in the small courtyard of the village, but also a little bit of loss, although Bing Bing has a very beautiful dream in his heart, but the emotions that sprout in his heart, like a rising fire, make Bing Bing uncontrollable.

The dream of reading and writing is still very far away, Bing Bing only waits for the dream, but also under the persuasion of relatives, friends, colleagues, but also consider personal feelings, to start a family.

With the help of relatives, friends, and colleagues, Bing Bing met a girl from a village, a girl named Xia'er, with long, beautiful hair, bright eyes, and a slim figure. Give people a silent and gentle look. After meeting, BingBing had a good feeling for Xia'er, xia'er also had a good feeling for Bingbing, and then, the two people began to communicate, and the flame of Bingbing's inner emotions was urged, and in the near future, according to the custom, she and Xia'er were engaged, and after the engagement, it was not long before they married Xia'er.

Bing Bing took Xia Er to the small courtyard where she worked. In that room, colleagues and relatives came, helped to arrange, hung the roof, the walls were white, and the cement floor was cleaned. On the top, there are colored strips hanging, and on the walls, there are some landscape photos, and red happy words.

In the room, there was a sofa bed, and next to the bed, there was a table, and in front of the table, there was a chair. At the front of the house, there are pots and pans, and some stoves, which are places to cook. In a small room, meet the ice work, the family life.

Looking at the neatly arranged and newly furnished room, Bing Bing felt satisfied and happy.

After the marriage, the guests dispersed, bing bing and Xia'er, just in the house, began their lives.

Bing Bing got up early every day and started the day's work, and Xia Er also got up very early to open the water, clean up the house, and prepare to cook.

Bing Bing worked free time, back to the hut, there was hot water to drink, there was Xia'er place smiling face, Bing Bing's heart, felt so warm, happy.

When it was time to eat, Bing Bing returned to the hut, Xia Er had already made a meal, although it was all ordinary meals, but Xia Er made meticulously, the taste was very good, very in line with Bing Bing's appetite, and Xia Er sat in the room, eating very fragrant, very sweet.

After eating, Xia Er cleaned up the pots and pans, bingbing lazily lay on the bed, reading favorite books, intoxicated words, forgetting the dead silence in the mountains, and in the text, getting good feelings, in the quiet, feeling poetic, but also feeling the sweet happiness of life.

With the feeling, Bing Bing sat in front of the table, crawled on the table, and used words to build his dreams, words are like water, gushing in the tip of the pen.

Bing Bing reveled in the words, in the dream.

Straight to the hand like a chicken's feet, only from the dream of the high sky, back to the reality of the ground, there is inexplicable excitement in the heart, excitement, can not express, just smile at Xia'er, hold Xia'er, kiss Xia'er, Xia'er is very gentle, shy.

At the end of the day's work, after eating, when the weather was fine, Bing Bing, together with Xia'er, walked out of the courtyard and walked along the road at the foot of the mountain. Walking through the village, it is a deserted mountain, and their figure has become the most beautiful scenery in the mountain wilderness.

Bing Bing told Xia Er that when he was in school in the city, the dream in his heart, over the years, the persistence of the dream, and the disappointment of not walking into the dream.

He also told Xia Er what books he was reading, the people and things in the books. Also say what he's writing, what people and things he's writing.

Xia'er did not go to much school, some Xia'er understood, some did not understand, but felt that the books that Binbin read, and the people and things that were written were very beautiful, so she opened her eyes, listened quietly, and reveled in the dreams constructed by ice and ice.

Xia Er knew that Bing Bing had a dream in her heart and a firm belief in her dream. Knowing that Bing Bing likes to read and write articles, he silently takes care of all the housework and lets Bing Bing read and write articles in his leisure.

At night, at the end of the day's work, the courtyard was silent, only in the village, the occasional barking of the dog, the faint talk of people, the sound of footsteps walking, so that the night of the village, appeared more and more deep, silent.

Bing Bing was at the table, reading her favorite books, writing her favorite words, and going to bed in the silence of the night. In my heart, still in my dreams, in those people and things that were constructed, I couldn't express my inner excitement, so I hugged Xia'er, and Xia'er was like a little sheep, obediently lying in the arms of Ice Ice, Ice Ice and Xia'er, from gentleness, rising to madness, instantly as if flying into the clouds, it was so sweet, happy. Then, in this feeling, I fell asleep with Xia'er, as if I had returned to my childhood.

Bing Bing and Xia Er live like this every day. In the calm and monotony, put the days so sweet, happy.

Xia Er also knew bingbing's inner dream, and he sent what he wrote to various places. In the future, when these things are published, Bing Bing will not only have fame, but also money, and then the days will be even sweeter and happier.

Thinking, Xia'er's heart was full of sweetness and hope. However, Xia Er felt that when the day that Bing Bing said would come, he didn't know, and Bing Bing didn't know either. Xia Er felt that it was a very distant, ethereal thing. Xia Er felt that the life of He Bingbing at this time was already sweet and happy.

And after Xia'er suddenly likes to eat sour, after eating something and vomiting, Xia'er knows that she is pregnant, she does not want the dream built by ice and ice, and the future of a good life, more and more feel that there is this cottage, can be with ice ice, calm, monotonous to live the day, let the child come to this world safely and smoothly, is happy.

Xia Er suspected that after a few months, her stomach was getting bigger and bigger, her actions were clumsy, and she could no longer do housework, bing bing was in excitement and excitement, taking on housework, cooking, washing clothes, cleaning the house, what Xia Er liked to eat, bing bing did. Xia Er felt warm, happy, and bingbing's heart also felt so happy.

Doing housework, delaying reading, writing. In order to make up for the delay, after doing housework and taking care of Xia'er's eating and drinking, Bingbing crawled by Xia'er's bedside to read and write. With BingBing's care and companionship, Xia'er's heart felt warm. And with Xia'er, and the child about to be born in her belly, she brought Bingbing excitement, happiness, and also saw the hope of future life.

Ten months later, Xia Er successfully gave birth to a child, a son.

The child's eyebrows and eyes look like Xia'er, and the mouth and nose look like ice ice, which is the crystallization of ice ice and Xia'er's love.

Bing Bing was extremely excited, happy, and just as happy was Xia'er.

Bingbing's father and mother came to see their grandson, the mother made clothes for the child, and the father looked at the grandson and happily closed his mouth. Xia'er's father and mother, who also came to see their grandson, were just as happy and took the eggs.

Colleagues in the unit, and some people in the village, also took gifts to congratulate. Bing Bing asked her mother to help her get the dishes and entertain the guests.

During the banquet, Bingbing accompanied people to drink, listened to people's congratulatory words, and said that Bingbing had a daughter-in-law, had a child, and the family would be complete, and the future days would be full of happiness.

Bing Bing listened, all the way to the heart. In the wine, I feel so ethereal. Bing Bing thinks about having a child, the happiness of the family consummation, and in her heart, she thinks more about having a child, the family is perfect, and since then her heart has been at peace, after giving birth to a child, Xia Er still has a child, and he is devoted to reading and writing in his free time at work. Then, what is written can be published, recognized, his name is there, the interests are also there, Xia'er, the child can follow a happier life.

Thinking about it, Bing Bing felt drunk in the heroism.

However, people know that Bingbing has the happiness of the child and the family, and they don't know that Bingbing has such a heroic and beautiful dream in her heart.

In a flash, the child was full moon, and Xia Er was able to get out of bed.

When the child is full moon, he gives the child a name, called Meng'er.

After the full moon of the dream, Xia Er can also walk on the ground and walk out of the house. Bing Bing thought that he could still work as before, and in his free time at work, he could read and write with peace of mind. Xia Er led the child and did some housework. The birth of the child made Bing Bing feel that the family had been complete, and the enthusiasm for reading and writing was particularly high, eager to read more books, write more articles, send them out, and gradually publish them, and go to his once beautiful dreams.

At the beginning, there were some days when Bing Bing worked smoothly according to what he thought in his heart, and in his free time at work, he devoted himself to reading and writing. Then, send the written article to the place of your dreams, and wait for a happy echo from afar. Bing Bing's heart, full of expectations, people are particularly excited, inexplicably excited, eyes, full of bright eyes.

However, after some days, the work was a little different from before, and it began to be unsmooth. That's because, all of a sudden, the leader in the unit changed. The leader was obese, wearing eyes, eyes behind glasses, exceptionally sharp, as if searching for something, looking for something.

Adjust the work for Bingbing, it is a work that Bingbing is not familiar with, and when it is done, it will not go smoothly. Bing Bing's heart was on fire, and he went to tell the fat leader, and the fat leader said that as long as it was a job in the small courtyard, anyone should be able to do it, and there was no reason to resign. Seeing the fat leader say that, Bing Bing could only hold back the inner atmosphere, and in the ups and downs, he did a job that he was not familiar with.

And when the fat leader knows that Bing Bing likes to read and write articles, he feels that Bing Bing is not doing the right thing, although he did not clearly say that he was at the meeting, often said that some people in the unit did not do the right thing, they wanted to write articles, write more positive reports, and publicize the unit.

Bing Bing knows that it is about him, but only to hold back the anger in my heart and scold in my heart, I want to read, I want to write, I want to write you a pat on the back, think well.

At home, it also began to be unsmooth.

Xia Er has to do housework, wash clothes, cook, and lead the children, often too busy. Leading the child, you can't do the housework. And coaxing the child just fell asleep, doing housework, the child will wake up again, wow and cry, can't do it.

Bing Bing endured the anger in her heart, barely held on to the unfamiliar work, returned home, thought there was hot water to drink, there was hot food to eat, and then, to cherish this free time, reading, writing. But I didn't expect that the pot was empty and the rice was not ready. And, in the house, he reads, and on the desk where he writes, there are things everywhere, either children's diapers or children's bottles. Hungry, no water to drink, no food to eat, a warm house, a mess, no place to read, no place to write, which makes Bing Bing's heart, extra anxious, sad, the anger brought by work, and the loss of returning home, it is vented. Just roaring Xia'er, nothing was done, no water to drink, no food to eat, and the house was dirty.

Xia Er saw that she didn't do anything in order to lead the child, silently did not make a sound, let Bing Bing hold the child, and she went to be busy doing those tasks.

The child was in Bingbing's arms and began to smile, but with his dark eyes open, he looked at Bingbing, knew that it was not Xia'er, and there was some strange feeling, so he cried. Bing Bing coaxed, but however, it was not good at all.

Bing Bing's heart, thinking of eating quickly, reading, writing, but in the face of the child's howling and crying, the heart was not at all in the mood, and the heart was in anger, feeling tormented and disappointed.

Bing Bing urged Xia Er, quickly made a meal, led the child, he ate the meal, to read, write. Then, he told Xia Er his dream, saying that after the dream was realized, there was a glorious and glorious life after the fame and interests.

Xia Er said to Bing Bing, isn't life now very good? There is a place to sleep at night, there is food to eat during the day, and the children grow up healthily. As for the life of the future, although beautiful, but, far away, may not belong to me.

Bing Bing said to Xia'er, vulgar, worldly, unmotivated.

Xia Er said that I wanted a family, a husband, not a leader. I am a wife, a mother, not a nanny.

Bing Bing still wanted to say something, but after watching Xia Er give birth to a child, she looked so tired and thin. Looking at the crying child, and thinking that although he has been trying to read, write, write so many things, and send them out, he has not heard from him, and it is difficult to enter the dream he wants. In my heart, I was suddenly inexplicably sad and empty, so I put down the child and said to Xia'er, I don't want to eat, you don't have to do it, lead the child, I go out for a walk.

Bing Bing silently walked out of the house, the small courtyard of work, and walked through the village. In the deserted mountains, feel the tranquility of nature, look at the blue sky, the gentle white clouds, and feel the warmth of the sun. I suddenly thought in my heart that at this time, like an ox, he had entered the reins, walked into the family, and wanted to pull up the plough of life and walk on the road of life. Once, when a person lived a life, that freedom, no burden, not much constraint, could have a quiet hut, the hut had a table, a chair, and the days of reading and writing have become a thing of the past.

Bing Bing thought about her dreams, facing life at this time, suddenly, she didn't know whether it was right or wrong to enter the family and get married.

And thinking that gradually becoming an older youth, no one married herself, Xia Er could marry herself. After marrying herself, and silently accompanying herself, treating herself with her heart, Xia'er is a good woman, a good wife, since she walked in, she could not escape, the choice, the only thing is to bear, accompany.

Bing Bing felt that any brilliant dream would eventually fall on the ground, just like a tree, and only with rooted soil could it take root, sprout, and grow.

Bing Bing's heart, thinking of what Xia'er said, thinking about Xia'er's emaciation and fatigue after giving birth to a child, suddenly felt that she felt so guilty about the child and Xia'er.

Bing Bing thought, waiting for the dream in his heart, and then, from the height of the dream, fell into reality, obeyed the leader, and did a good job. Then, walk into the family, take responsibility, help with housework, pick up the kids, and enjoy a peaceful, happy life. And his dream of waiting, perhaps because of the moisture of chai rice oil and salt, will become more real and beautiful.

Thinking, Bing Bing's heart, extra steady, firmly walked back, back to the small courtyard, did a good job, accompanied the children, wife, and then, waiting for the inner dream.

2017.7.8 Day Grass