This article is a fictional novel, the pictures are all network pictures, and the names of people and places are all apocryphal.
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My name is Li Guoqiang, and I am now a veteran worker in my fifties, but an experience I had when I was young has always been fresh in my memory.
That year, I was 20 years old, it was the year of 1990, I took the exam for the technical school, and I was full of hope to be able to enter smoothly, but who knew that fate gave me a heavy blow, and I fell off the list.
At that time, the taste of failure lingered in my heart for a long time.
In order to vent the depression in my heart, I walked alone to the river, and the style of the river was cold, but I seemed to feel even colder in my heart.
Fishing is something I loved when I was a child, and whenever I was in a bad mood, I would run to the river by myself and watch the fish swim freely in the water, and my worries seemed to dissipate.
But that day, even so, my heart was heavy.
The moon climbed into the sky, and the silver moonlight sprinkled on the surface of the river, a little bleak.
When I returned home with heavy strides, my mother was already waiting for me at the door.
As soon as I saw her, the grievances in my heart were like a flood that burst the embankment, and I couldn't stop it.
When my mother saw me like this, she comforted me and told me that although I had not been admitted to a technical school, my teacher had already put me in touch with a vocational school in the city.
Mother's words were like spring sunshine, warming my cold heart.
My heart was filled with guilt, but more than that, I was grateful.
Time is like an arrow, day after day passes.
My life at vocational school has gradually stabilized, and in addition to studying, I will go to the library to read every day to enrich myself.
On the way out of school, the weather was exceptionally cold, windy and snowy.
As I walked, I suddenly saw an old man fall in the snow on the street due to his frailty and the cold, and the pedestrians around him hurried by, and no one seemed to notice him.
I immediately ran over and carefully helped him up.
Seeing that his hands and feet were cold, I took off my coat and wrapped it tightly around the old man's body.
The old man refused and thanked him repeatedly.
I thought that I still had a few steamed buns in my bag that my mother had made in the morning, so I quickly took them out and gave them to the old man.
The old man put it off again, but finally accepted it.
When I was about to leave, the old man asked me my name and hometown, and said that he would return my steamed buns in the future.
I smiled and thought to myself that there are some things in this world that don't have to be reciprocated, as long as you have good intentions.
At that moment, I felt extremely warm and satisfied.
In this way, I studied step by step in the vocational school, and with that perseverance and hard work, I finally did not let my life end in setbacks.
When I think back to that winter, I am filled with emotion.
Life will not stop because of our momentary setbacks, as long as we are willing to cheer up, there will always be warmth waiting for us ahead.
2
I'm Li Guoqiang, a middle-aged man who started in a small town and experienced ups and downs.
I remember that year, I had just graduated from vocational school, and I took the technical college exam with great antigence, but fortunately, I was accepted.
It was 1993, and I was filled with joy, as if I saw a bright future ahead of me.
After several years of hard work, I finally graduated with honors in 1997 and was fortunate enough to be assigned to work for a construction company in my hometown.
However, the aura of luck doesn't seem to stay with me for long.
Soon after I started working, I found that I was not satisfied with the working environment and the meager salary.
The 9-to-5 work every day made me feel suffocated, and I gradually began to think about leaving.
In 2000, I resolutely quit my job and packed my bags and headed to Shanghai, the bustling metropolis.
It wasn't all smooth sailing in Shanghai, and I finally found my place in the building materials and furniture industry.
I have made a considerable fortune through hard work.
However, as time went on, the uncertainty about the future and the longing for my family made me uneasy.
In 2008, when the global economic crisis swept in, I decided to end my entrepreneurial career and choose to return to my hometown.
When I returned to my hometown, I did not choose a leisurely life, but took the accumulated funds to start a business in the county.
I rented a spacious warehouse, bought some used woodworking machinery, and started taking orders for custom furniture.
During this time, I posted job postings and hoped to find some people to work with.
That's when I met Little Red.
She is an experienced technician in a former furniture factory.
At first, I just had the attitude of giving her a try, but I didn't expect her to work far beyond my expectations.
Under her leadership, the production efficiency of the factory has been greatly improved, and more and more orders have been received.
As time went on, the relationship between me and Xiaohong gradually changed.
From the first work partner, to the close friend later, and now to the heart of love.
Although our relationship is simple, it is full of sincerity and warmth.
In this way, I started a new life in my hometown.
Although it is completely different from the bustling life in Shanghai, this kind of happiness in the ordinary is something I never expected.
Whenever night falls, I will walk with Xiaohong on the streets of the small county town, talking about my dreams for the future, and my heart is full of unprecedented satisfaction and happiness.
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In my life, Li Guoqiang, and Xiaohong, our relationship has become closer and closer as time has passed.
Whenever the bell rings for the end of work, we will make an appointment to have dinner together, or stroll through the alleys of the county seat, enjoying this simple happiness.
Sometimes, on weekends, we ride our bicycles through the crowds of the city to find the food hidden in the alleys or browse the small shops full of local characteristics.
This simple and warm life made me fall in love with this town deeply, and I also cherished every time I got together with Xiaohong even more.
One summer evening, when the weather was exceptionally cool, I asked Xiaohong to dinner again.
After the meal, we slowly walked back to the direction of her house along the route we were used to.
The sky is getting dark, the road is sparsely populated, and everything seems extraordinarily peaceful.
I don't know whose heartbeat was particularly loud in the night wind, maybe it was me, maybe Xiaohong, maybe it was the two of us.
I couldn't help but reach out and hold Red's hand tightly.
At that moment, I felt a sense of happiness and warmth that I had never felt before, as if the whole world was still for this moment.
Xiaohong didn't refuse, just gently snuggled up to me, letting this beautiful emotion bloom under the night sky.
A few days later, I plucked up the courage to propose to Red with a ring that I had carefully selected.
It was the same restaurant where we first met, and I knelt in front of her, my hands shaking with nervousness, but I clearly felt that my heart was firm.
Xiaohong nodded tearfully and agreed to my proposal.
Her eyes were filled with joy and anticipation, and at that moment, I knew that I would spend the rest of my life with this woman.
After the proposal was successful, Xiaohong invited me to come home and meet her parents.
When I arrived at her house, I was surprised to find that Xiaohong's father was actually the same old man I had accidentally rescued on the street many years ago.
It was a cold winter night, and I was passing by the street when I noticed an old man who had fallen to the ground, so I stepped forward to help pick him up and take him to a nearby hospital.
I was shocked by this unexpected reunion, but it also felt very cordial and warm.
On the day of the wedding, my father-in-law told a little story about that cold winter night in front of the guests, and his voice was full of recognition and gratitude to me.
And when I saw the three flour steamed buns that my father-in-law gave us, my heart was full of excitement and emotion.
Under each steamed bun, there is 10,000 yuan, symbolizing recognition and gratitude for my kind heart.
Such a wedding is simple and warm, full of the warmth of home and the true feelings of the world.
Xiaohong and I stood on the stage of the wedding, holding each other's hands, which was not only the beginning of a marriage, but also the best expectation of life.
And I, Li Guoqiang, finally understood that happiness is actually to experience every real moment in life with your beloved.
This story is purely fictional, the names and events in the story are fictional, and the purpose of using place names is only for the purpose of describing the plot and making it easy to read and understand.