? The first time I met Wen Jie was at the year-end party of the Writers Association.
? Her gentleness is like a lake of clear water, her eyes are glowing, and the lights on the stage are bright, reflecting her silhouette as tall as a poplar. Together with Brother Tao, she recited a poem about spring. poetry.
? The poems are like scattered notes, leisurely coming out of the dust for a while, and I remember her.
? This girl was born in Mawang Temple and grew up in the west of Guanqiao. She was infiltrated by the spirituality and heritage of the ancient city. Like thousands of girls blooming like flowers on this land, she is the deputy director of a kindergarten and has been engaged in early childhood education for more than ten years. She is also a charming daughter, a happy wife, and a gentle lover. Mother.
? I heard the news that Wen Jie was going to teach in Xinjiang at a spring gathering not long ago.
? The fleeting years are over and spring has arrived. Wen Jie is going to Xinjiang to teach for three years, and the oath-taking conference is still lingering. She is the flag bearer of the conference and one of the four places selected from the best volunteers in the city.
? The lively atmosphere of the party seemed to have been put to rest. After the moment of silence, the audience was filled with surprise, doubt, worry and admiration, and more importantly, the lingering feelings of separation from Yi Ren's long journey.
? What is the concept of three years? Three years is like three autumns apart. In the eyes of the ancients, where letters and time are so slow, three years is the limit that we can bear to say goodbye.
? I believe that all poems and footsteps in the distance will make a woman at the end of her youth think twice about the reality and finally stop.
? Yes, a woman turns into her forties when she reaches her thirties. At this point, her partner has already made a small career, the children she has worked so hard to raise are beginning to show their talents, and her own sense of belonging is as settled as dust. . Look around you. Some people are forming a group on the embroidered couch for weight loss, beauty and health care to discuss the art of controlling their husbands. Some are gathering in front of the school to discuss strategies for improving children's grades. Some are discussing dinner recipes and baking techniques at the card table. Online shopping to find the latest style of dress that is always missing in the wardrobe ---
? Life seems to be like this, when the time comes, be at ease, own what you have, and give up What you gave up, the little happiness in this little reunion, just be content with it if you say it is! Poetry and the distance can be used to occasionally look into the distance when you are free and dreaming, let the distance exist as a distance! The trek is too hard, and it will make you lose the leisure thoughts in the distance, not to mention there are so many cocoons and vines holding you back.
? Does every woman think this way when she reaches this age?
"What should I do if my husband changes his mind after being away for so long?"
"Without my mother by my side, who can accompany my adolescent children?"
"Parents As we get older, we need people to take care of us more and more!"
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? Wen Jie's smile is like a pool of spring water, sparkling, and the pebbles of everyone's problems! One by one, they were thrown in without causing a ripple.
? What kind of mentality makes her so gentle? If Mulan joins the army because of her father's helplessness, and Zhaojun's departure is because of the palace's frustration, then Teacher Wen Jie, in addition to the unconditional support of his relatives, also shows his persistence in his own beliefs.
? This is not the naivety and curiosity of "The world is so big, I want to see it", nor the frustrated recluse of "Don't ask again when you go, when the white clouds are endless", nor is it the "wave your hand and go away, The angry departure of "Xiao Xiao Zebra Crying" is a re-realization of her own value in a clear understanding of a middle-aged woman, and it is the great freedom and great realm of stepping out of the ego.
? It’s like asking relatives and friends in Luoyang, like a heart of ice in a jade pot.
? I got the news of Wen Jie’s departure in today’s WeChat group.
? We didn’t prepare a glass of wine for her. The luminous cup of grape wine is as beautiful as it is beautiful. It seems to be a strong and passionate thing that only men can have. Some friends gave Wen Jie poems to accompany her, hoping that in the harsh spring cold, she would always embrace the warmth from her hometown during the thousands of miles she flew to Guanshan.
? Brother Jianguo, who was born in the military, lamented: "In the army, all men go to war, and in the country, ladies also support Xinjiang and support education. Love knows no bounds. I wish Teacher Wen all the best."
? Transplanting herself to the higher blue sky at the southern foot of the Tianshan Mountains, taking root and growing in the windy sand of the Western Regions, sowing fragrance, and measuring the thickness of life with her walking footsteps, Wen Jie and countless Wen Jies around her, silently and persistently move forward. Yes, their personalities glowed with a metallic luster under the violent sunshine of southern Xinjiang.
? My admiration for them does not come from distant and lofty records in the media or seminars. They are women of the same age who grew up around us, drank the same cup of tea, wore the same clothes, and shared experiences Each other's little thoughts and secrets can be together, raising children, or traveling alone. They use their choices to tell me that in each period of life, they can have a higher and higher sky
? Because the distance is not far, The future is already here.