Writing is the main theme of my life

Writing Has Enriched My Life I am a retired foreign language teacher at Kailuan No.2 Middle School, and I have been teaching for 16 years since I ended my teaching career in 2005. Writing after retirement has become the main chord of my life. Writing not only enriched my spiritual life but also produced some social repercussions. From my interest in writing to the introduction to the formal publication, I have experienced the joy of continuing to exert my residual heat and creating social value. When I was writing my first autobiographical documentary, "Years and Years", the editor, Mr. Feng Ziyong, encouraged me to translate it into English and publish it in a bilingual version in Chinese and English. At first, I lacked confidence, but with the help of Mr. Feng and Xu Jing (Mr. Feng's team is responsible for cover design and typesetting), I had the confidence and courage to challenge myself, and in 2019, it was officially published and distributed in Chinese and English through the review of Dong Chaohe, the responsible editor of Xinhua Publishing House. This book truly shows the love life of our intellectuals and young people and their lofty ambition to take root in the countryside and build a new socialist countryside. I donated it to the Tangshan Municipal Library, the Tangshan Municipal Education Bureau, the Education Examination Institute, the Tangshan Retired Cadres Office, my alma mater Open No. 1 Middle School, the No. 2 Middle School I have been engaged in teaching for many years, and my students, classmates, relatives and friends have also produced certain social repercussions. I kept receiving letters from readers, encouraging, feeling, and hoping to ignite my desire to write a second book. So I gathered the feelings in my life like tidbits and named it "Tidbits picking up zeros". Having experience translating the first book, it was decided that it would still be published in a bilingual version. I didn't want to get sick and hospitalized during the second proofreading. This time he was so ill that he was admitted to the intensive care unit of the workers' hospital for nearly two months. In the more than a month of coma, the occasional dim flash of thoughts appeared as my "Tidbits Picking Zero", followed by reminders and encouragement from friends and relatives. With these reluctances and long-cherished wishes, I finally broke free from the hand of death. I think this is friendship, and faith is the power of writing. Immediately after the second hand was discharged from the hospital, I began to proofread the manuscript, and the bilingual version of "Tidbits picking up zero" was finally published in 2021. Writing makes me constantly challenge my limits, and many small goals are my way to realize my own value and create social value. The charm of the traditional culture of the Chinese nation attracted me and made me intoxicated. I stepped into the ocean of learning to write ancient poems again. Listening to tangshan Zhiqing poetry club teacher Guo Wangzhou online teaching, try to write partridge heaven, seven laws, tianjing sand, Jiangcheng plum blossom introduction, butterfly love flower, Linjiang immortal and other word plates, under the guidance of teacher Zhou into the door of writing ancient poems, the teacher online and offline have used my poems as a model to explain the lecture. Teacher Guo is another noble person I have met in the journey of life. I often think that I can always be enlightened by noble people in danger, and I am lucky enough. There is only hard work, and nothing else can be rewarded. I often think that I am 73 years old and have taken most of my life's journey. Like fuel, it is close to the critical point of burning out, so why not become a tinder? Igniting new fuels with the power of the stars? This is also the value of Tinder.

Writing has cultivated my emotions, so that I can climb a rock and enjoy the feast of the Taoist road. Finally, I will express my true feelings in my heart with a new song. Butterfly Love Flower · Live up to the view

The wind swept down the red sparse leaves.

Purple swallow low,

Look at the eagle.

The mighty man does not know the cliff,

Rock climbing view of Waihi.

The wind-moving window bells.

One thought, one year.

Turbidity knows Kiyomi,

Life is like a drama without fiction.

Cao Shumei

September 2, 2021