Prose : Wen Ruo's joy is the surging tide in my heart

Wen Ruo rejoices, and youth comes from itself. Today, when we talk about Wen Ruoxi, we are still full of excitement.

I vaguely remember a few years ago, in order to pass the small time in the office, Shang Ten, Xiao Mu and I combined and decided to get a WeChat public account to play. In addition to work, let's also talk about the small joys, small blessings, and small realizations that flow between the fingers, how interesting.

Komaki said that the public account name is Wen Ruo Huan, three or five friends, several stories, many articles. That's how we set off.

Komaki is a post-90s, but it seems to be more calm and heavy than the average post-90s, but he is still playful in his bones, and there are many ghost ideas and more elegant fun.

Shang Shi is our boss, a man after 60, like the wind, who has become famous in the local literary and art circles. But never in front of us to put the score, but a little more care and admiration. Although he has been running for fifty years, he can see the child's heart in his eyes, and youth has not changed in him.

I am a standard post-80s, and my sentimental appearance contains a stubborn heart. I like to cook some words in the fireworks of chai rice oil and salt, I am not a literature major, but I dream of literature and art.

It is such three people, three people of different generations, colliding together, but more is the spark of creation, more is the commonality of emotions, more is the tacit understanding of cooperation.

We often write essays on the theme of the situations and scenes that are happening at the moment, or the things and things around us, and write on our own propositions. The author of the question is naturally Mr. Shang Shi. "Spring Rain", "Pen", "HairPin", "Your Look", "Meet", etc., have all been the spirits of our writing.

Komaki is always very careful and intimate, she understands Shangshi, but also understands me, help us modify the details, insert the beautiful pictures and songs, all into our hearts, share our feelings, lead us to the depths of happiness.

Shang Shi had been a Chinese teacher before and had written for many years, but in front of us, in front of the words, it was like the first sight, without a little shelf and temper.

The more Xiao Mu and I became more and more arrogant, in front of Shang Shi, there was no longer any elder or younger dignity, crying, laughing, joy, anger, and nothing left to show. Like those potted flowers and grasses at the table of the Very Shang Ten, give a little rain and dew to fly long, give a little sunshine to shine. Shang Shizi was even more temperless, calm and calm without a little resentment.

We all love words. For us, words are the wind chimes in the crazy long years, the testimony, and the precipitation. The world of words is pure, and when we enter the world of words, our hearts are quiet, our impetuousness drifts away, the noisy office is also invisible, and we all meet a better self.

This is the charm of Wen Ruo's joy. This charm also has its own magnetic field, unconsciously attracted many literary enthusiasts, the current public account fans have exceeded two thousand, the writing group has also exceeded two hundred. In fact, this is the sparkle of true feelings and the confirmation of the original intention, because from the very beginning, we simply loved each other's words, and simply wanted to gather our fellow practitioners scattered in all directions. And the harvest is far more than we expected, we have launched a pure field, but also to more people to present a pure career and an ordinary person worthy of praise.

The sum of three people became a long journey of a group of people. As we walked, we found it close to the scenery and far from the hustle and bustle. Perhaps, in the future, our spatial distance will be widened, but our hearts will not be far away, so let us go on like this, with the fragrance of grass and trees, to find its hometown.