I went to school very early, about 4 years old, and I can take care of myself. Little people, white skinny white skinny, big bald brain door, small face, braided two small twist braids, wearing mother's handmade flower cotton pants, sister wearing small old pants, smoothed edge hairy cloth shoes are also made of mother lamp under a thousand stitches and thousands of threads to the sole.
To go to school, step into the first step of the study stage of life, my mother took a small flower old dress that can not be worn overnight and sat in front of the sewing machine to sew a cloth bag, I sat on the small bench with my mouth on the small bench while watching my mother's click and click feet stepping on the sewing machine, while out of the soul fantasy I carried the flower school bag to walk on the socialist sunshine road, the roadside is beautiful wildflowers swaying with the wind, the key is that there is no, cow dung, sheep dung eggs, let my heart be very refreshing and happy! The next day I got up early, ate a piece of steamed bun on pickles, and my grandmother spit a mouthful of spit to comb my hair (I ran hard because I hated my grandmother's spit head melon seeds, and my grandmother beat me twice with a wooden comb) and ran to school quickly...
The little people are extremely happy and novel, and my sister and I have not picked up my mother since I was a child, carrying my school bag back and forth and smashing the path. There is no farce like the current children who cry and do not want to go to school like the "life and death farewell" staged by their mothers at the school gate.
At that time, there were no kindergartens, preschools, etc., children who could not walk were tied to the backs of cloth by adults to work in the fields, and a group of children who could walk ran around the streets and alleys without special care. I went to school at an early age so that those little friends who crossed the river with snot were extremely envious, and although I loved to cry since I was a child, I never had a runny nose, and the thing of crossing the river would not appear, the children were clean and neat, smart and clever, and the learning was even more uncontrollable, very cute.
I remember that my mother and father have been very busy since we were young, and my mother has never done breakfast, the first night I took two steamed buns cut into slices and baked on the iron plate of the stove, and put them in my pocket in the morning and crispy and crispy to eat is a day's ration. This has led me to think with certainty that the reason why my height has not been able to "high altitude" is caused by insufficient nutritional supply since childhood.
There are also times when desertion is not willing to learn, when the school road, late autumn to winter road two fields are pieces of dry grass and corn stalks, the only game of a group of children is to take a match to light a dry artemisia, watch it crackle into a piece, then the winter is really cold, cold to the ground cracks, the water in the river is frozen into ice into icicles, our hands, feet, ears frozen into "steamed buns" and then into frostbite, fire is a good thing we desire and play. At that time, "playing with fire" every child was tireless, we first surrounded the fire, until the adults in the distance saw the shouting, they would scatter and run around, this matter did not do a few times, it was known to the mother who had many eyes and ears outside.
My mother and her old man "governed" our children when they were young, she did not mention this matter and did not scold me, back at home, let me sit in front of the stove to pull the bellows to burn the fire, she cooked at the side of the pot while taking a small broom to clean the stove, I sleepwalked in my own world, fantasizing, drawing a match I am a "little girl selling matches", and then draw a match, the stove hall became a warm fireplace, the fire inside was booming, just reached out to roast the fire, my mother said: "What is the literature in today's class?" ”
"The Little Black Rabbit and the Little White Rabbit," I said hurriedly.
"Back to me!" Mom continued.
“... A little black rabbit... Little black rabbit..." I stuttered, and my eyes were full of rabbit ears in circles.
"Snap" Mom swept over. "Wow," I cried.
"How many legs does a rabbit have?" How many legs does the chicken have? Standing in a cage..."
My mom is the only superman in the world who perfectly combines the memorized text "Little Black Rabbit and Little White Rabbit" with the "Chicken and Rabbit Cage Problem"! This makes me still have a back to the "chicken and rabbit in the same cage" problem.
"Mother, how many legs do rabbits and chickens have?" That's more general! I cried.
"Why do you have to keep chickens and rabbits in the same cage?" It's not the same kind of people who live together to fight and make problems difficult for me..." Uh-huh...
"Snap" and another broom hit over, "You who are skilled, why can't you memorize the text?" ”
"Mother, the ancients said that parents teach their children that small beatings are next to each other, and big beatings must be run, and not running to make parents angry and distressed is a big filial piety... Killing no one to honor parents is even more filial piety for children... Uh-huh..."
Mom was so angry that she held up a broom and tried to hit me.
"Mischievous to set the fire, homework is not done well, you can still endure you..."
"It's really not a system, mother... I carried the rabbit on my back. ”
I ran to get the textbook and turned it over to the chapter of "Little Black Rabbit and Little White Rabbit", wiped a handful of tears with the back of my hand, added a handful of firewood, and carried it up... I hated the rabbit and remembered the rabbit for the rest of my life.
However, the "rabbit incident" made me remember that my mother pulled back the lost lamb in time, and since then my reading path has not stopped.
The key is that I know that I can't use "Little Rabbit" as a topic directly and concisely, and I have to use "Little Black Rabbit and Little White Rabbit" separately.
When I was in junior high school, I was still the youngest in my class, and I was also the shortest and thinnest one, and my mother's old cloth school bag was sewn bigger and bigger, and it was three, one for books, one for clothes, and one for steamed buns. I was less than ten years old and started living with school.
The school canteen only cares about the steamed buns that the students bring to heat up, and the rest is ignored.
We put two classes in the morning every Wednesday afternoon, go home to carry steamed buns, and then go home for worship after two classes on Saturday afternoon. On Sunday afternoon, I came to school with steamed buns. The steamed buns are placed in the drawer of the desk and delivered to the canteen in advance in the net pocket.
"Every three times it doesn't blow windy will rain," the weather at that time did not know how to do, Wednesday home is always difficult for us children who ride bicycles in a hurry, when it rains, the mud road bicycle does not move, take a few steps to take a small stick crouched on the ground to hold the mud in the car circle, watching the sun set, the tears of urgency broke the beads like snapping off. That winding path is so far away and bumpy in my heart, step by step, repeated and repeated, spilled with tears and sweat...
Yumiao Lanting Jingu Road. Overnight frost stained the trees by the lake. The parrot cup is deep and unrepentant. When he met, he knew where. This road out of the way, a walk is a high road, there is no way back. When I went back, it became my hometown, and my home became my mother's home.
"Return"
As young people, we used to like to run, and the farther we went, the more we felt a sense of accomplishment. After half a lifetime, I found that every step was going back, and the prosperity I had worked so hard to get was also returned. In fact, no matter how wonderful and happy the outside world is, it is just passing by. The second half of life is a process of continuous return, Enough to see the troubles in the distance, but also to see the distant scenery, it is time to go back.
Miyazaki once said, "When you are a child, happiness is a simple thing; when you grow up, simplicity is a happy thing." There is a saying in "The Garden of Roses": "Words are not as good as words, and words are not speculative than silence." ”
As you get older, you will always understand that not every thought must be heard, and what you say is not understood by everyone. People who can really understand your voice and understand your heart can understand it without saying it. There are too many words to say, but none of them should not be divided into people and occasions, and the wisdom of silence must be slowly grinded by time, and slowly realized by oneself. Thinking about it, the mouth is closed more tightly, irrelevant, and there is no more to say. Time has smoothed out our edges and corners, and the courage to go on a rampage is getting less and less, and the temper is getting softer and softer. When life is on the way home, the world is only left with family, and we are also warm. The world of middle-aged people is getting softer and softer. People who hate children, when they see their children laughing, are melted in an instant. Rebels who confront their parents, with their greatest desire, become parents safe and always healthy. At an age, the uncontrollable temper will disappear, the sharp eyes will become gentle, and the rebellious heart will calm down.
Because you know that you are not only yourself, but also a member of the family, experiencing the power of warmth, your smile, every move, there are constraints. She said: "I have acted in a hundred plays, a hundred roles, but the most difficult role is myself." Half a life has passed, when she began to gaze inside, sitting at the desk alone to spend time, before finally playing herself real and delicate. How many friends there are, how successful our careers are, and our final destination is ourselves. As in The Veil, the abbot said, "Man cannot find peace from labor or pleasure, nor in the real world or in the monastery, but only in his own soul." ”
After half a lifetime of hustle and bustle, there are still things you want, but you don't ask for them anymore. If you can be quiet, you can hide in your own small space and reap the satisfaction in loneliness. If you are still busy, since halfway has passed, you should also take time to think, relax, and make yourself feel at ease. Yang Lan once said: "The long journey is to return, and freedom is because of concern." "In the first half of life, the meaning is to go up and look far, and in the second half, I look down on a lot of things, see some people, just turn around calmly, and walk back and forth along the road." The complex are all reduced to simplicity; those who speak are silent; those who are sharp are all attributed to warmth; those who are lively are all attributed to the call of the heart.
Green returns to the mountains, spring returns to autumn, love returns to the gaze of a lifetime, mature to the end, but also back to the truth. At this age, if there is anything that can make you cry, it must be how much to eat, how much to drink, how much to sleep, can not be solved, very sad, very painful, very tired things. As you get older, you'll find that love isn't all there is to life. Kindness, hard work, reading, fitness, making yourself better is the most important thing in life. Don't live too tired, don't be too busy and too tired; don't be too expensive if you want to eat, don't say wasteful when you want to wear it; get upset and find friends to party, doze off and fall asleep. Peace of mind is always the most beautiful, and it is only right to be happy every day. Don't wait for people who shouldn't wait, don't hurt hearts that shouldn't be broken. Some people are destined to be passers-by in life; some things often make us very helpless. Instead of being sad and crying, it is better to face it calmly. You envy the beauty of others, but you are reluctant to spend money, you envy other people's income, and you do not want to invest, you envy everything that others have, but you dare not try anything, because you will only fantasize and not do it, so you only have envy.
In life, there is no obstacle that cannot be passed, and there is no person who cannot be separated. Some are difficult, and once they stand up, they pass; some people, fiercely, forget; some hate, laugh, and they are frozen. Someday, you will know: late-night wine, the most stomach-hurting, the morning porridge, the warmest heart; the people who love you, the mouth is too stupid, the person who deceives you, the mouth is too sweet. When and where, you must understand that you are living for yourself, don't take the evaluation of others too seriously, as long as you are not ashamed of everything, you don't have to worry too much.
We have longed for the waves of fate, and in the end we found that the most beautiful scenery of life is the calm and calm in the heart; we look forward to the recognition of the outside world, and in the end we know that the world is our own and has nothing to do with others. In life, everyone hopes that someone hurts, someone understands, and someone depends on it, but not everyone has the luck to meet such a person. Most of the time, the person we rely on the most is ourselves. It can make people comfortable because there is enough strength, there are gullies in the chest, there is a dry kun in the belly, there is a bodhisattva heart, there is love in the heart, and there will be tenderness in the eyes.
Sometimes we have to shut our mouths, let go of our pride, and admit that we were wrong. It's not about conceding defeat, it's about growing. You can't even control what time you sleep, you still want to control life. Your problem is that you can understand everything, but you are lazy! People who know how to give in are smart, and in the confrontation of feelings, if they win face, they will lose their feelings, and often those who will die to the end will become lonely. In fact, bending down is not to concede defeat, just to pick up the happiness that has been lost. You can be short of money, but you cannot be virtuous; you can gaffe but you cannot lose faith; you can fall down but you cannot kneel; you can seek fame but not steal fame; you can be low, but you cannot fall; you can relax but you cannot indulge; you can be vain, but you cannot be hypocritical; you can be ordinary, but you cannot be mediocre; you can be romantic, but you cannot be wandering; you can be angry, but you cannot be troublesome. It is your luck that someone helps you; it is your fate that no one helps you. No one should do anything for you, because life is your own and you have to take responsibility for yourself.
Whether a person is worth getting along with is not to see how good he can be to you, but to see how bad he can be to you when he is in a bad mood. Cultured people have two abilities: to speak well and to stabilize their emotions. No matter how hard you try to make yourself perfect, there will always be a group of people pointing at your back behind your back. You don't need to scold anyone or smoke someone, they are not necessarily bad people, they just can't understand your way of life.
No matter how well you do, there are still people pointing fingers; even if you are a mess, there are still people singing praises. So you don't have to fall into the eyes of others, all you need to please is yourself. People never cherish three kinds of people: one is easy to get; the other is never left; and the third is the one who has always been good to you. However, often these three kinds of people will never come back once they leave. It is not terrible to have no money, what is afraid is that we have to wait for people to come to the relief all the time; loneliness is not terrible, what we are afraid of is that we have always been lonely; unemployment is not terrible, what we are afraid of is not looking for a job all the time; it is not terrible to be sick, what we are afraid of is that we cannot afford to be sick; it is not terrible to lose, and what we are afraid of is to be defeated. There is nothing in the world that does not require a price, as small as three meals a day, the emotions between people, which one can be obtained without effort. The world is not so good, and it is not so bad, and all we have to do is be kind to everyone, as the environment allows. In the case of the environment does not allow, protect the people you really care about.
No matter how sincere you are, when you meet someone who doubts you, you are a lie. No matter how simple you are, when you meet complex people, you are scheming. No matter how naïve you are, when you meet a realistic person, you are a joke. No matter how professional you are, when you meet someone you don't understand, you are blank. So, don't care too much about what others say about you, all you need is to be the best version of yourself and be unique.
In life, you can't have no friends, but you can't make too many friends. Young and ignorant, always feel that the more friends the better. When people reach middle age, they slowly understand that it is a luxury to have three or five confidants. The road knows the horsepower, and the people's hearts are seen for a long time. Those friends who have suffered together and have experienced wind and rain together must cherish. A thousand glasses of wine per confidant. Those friends who have the same three views and make a soul contract must be cherished. When people reach middle age, they learn to do subtraction. Those friends who see profit and forget righteousness, friends who are generally friends, or it is better to stay away as soon as possible. Su Shi said: People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has clouds and sunshine, and this matter is difficult to complete in ancient times. The joys and sorrows of life are as difficult to change as the lack of the moon. Manpower is sometimes exhausted. In the face of life's ups and downs, we have no other way but to accept it. I have seen flowers blossom and fall, and I have seen the full moon and the lack of moon. Life will naturally have a calm mood. Everything is in the human heart, and as long as this mind does not move, everything is naturally calm. Hugo said: Goodness is better than greatness. No matter how much merit a person builds, no matter how prominent his reputation is, if he loses goodness, he is nothing. Those subtle kindnesses, bit by bit, converge in the rivers, and what they contain is the mystery of human reproduction. To sow goodness is to sow the future. People forgive each other and take care of each other, so that we can carry the weight together. To sow goodness is to accumulate blessings for oneself. Heaven does not deceive the good, and the goodness that is given will eventually come back to you. Sowing kindness is itself warmth. Warm others, but also warm yourself, light up your own heart, so that the world is no longer barren. Life is hard, and everyone is carrying the weight forward. When people reach middle age, do not fantasize about the quiet years, but face the high pressure of the world and the hardships of life. Let go of the senseless face, let go of the whole body of complaining. Don't back down, don't run away. Collapse your heart, act little by little, to take responsibility. Without seeing the rainbow through wind and rain, behind all the brilliance is countless sufferings. Don't be intimidated by yourself, we are far stronger than we think. Time goes on forever, and the days go on forever. No, as long as you are willing to bear it, sooner or later there will be rain and sunny days. People have no fetish and cannot be intercourse. Everyone has to have their own hobbies. Hobbies are the spice of life. If life is only work and family, then a hundred years of life, wouldn't it be too boring. Hobbies are also the practice of life. The ancients said: From art into the way. A person cultivates hobbies and does what he likes, and after a long time, he will naturally become proficient. Hobbies are the refuge of life. If a person has a lifelong love interest, then no amount of suffering will bring him down.
No matter what the circumstances, he can please himself. When people reach middle age, they take a break out of the complicated affairs to discover their inner interests and hobbies. When you immerse yourself in it, your life changes little by little. Fan Zhongyan said: Do not be happy with things, and do not grieve with yourself. After people reach middle age, they should look at gains and losses. No amount of wealth is brought by life, and not brought with it by death. It is really more than worth the loss to suffer all day for the sake of things outside the body. Liangtian Qianqing only had three meals a day, and the Guangsha Wan only slept on a three-foot bed. In life, contentment can always be happy. Don't be led by desire. Only by letting go of fame and fortune and pursuing spiritual prosperity can we gain inner peace. "Sophie's World" says: No one is born to be good to anyone, so we must learn to be grateful. It is the love, not the duty, that others help you. Don't take other people's gifts and kindnesses for granted. Only when a person is grateful can he win the trust of others. The grace of dripping water, when thinking gushes springs. Grateful to others, grateful for nature, grateful for every grass and tree in life, one porridge and one meal. Always have a grateful heart, be grateful and cherish blessings, and life can become more and more beautiful. The ancients said: If you don't read for three days, you will feel that your face is abominable and your language is boring. A person who maintains the habit of reading means that a person still has the ability to rehabilitate and the possibility of progress. The flowing water is not corrupt, and the household center is not beetle. The water flows to remain clear, and the door shaft often turns so that it will not be mothed. Only when people are updated from time to time can they not become rigid in their minds. When people reach middle age, they read more. Not for exams, not for showmanship. It is to renew their lives and make people's lives more exciting. It is to enrich their souls and make people live more calmly. We've gone too far, do we want to go back together? "Return" together? (Pen name: Jing Yan)
Editor-in-charge: Ding Yuan