The Chinese New Year is coming, and the company requires each project to shoot a video.
Video of New Year's greetings, have you seen the one in the Spring Festival Gala where people all over the country pay New Year's greetings to people all over the country? We will do something similar, only one for each project.
Our secretary shouted on the WeChat platform that it only took you 120 minutes to start at 2: 30 pm.
The managers of three subprojects in our big project department came to get together and said it was half past two. It's already 2: 45, and no one has arrived yet.
When we arrived at the conference room, we checked in first, then selected people to stand in the front, carried the national flag and recited lines, then pulled them to the project door, then arranged the whole formation, adjusted the angle with stools, and passed the carts of two mixing stations in the middle, which delayed for a while.
I recorded it three times, and I chose the one with the best effect, and it was ok in the end.
I looked at my watch, and it was already 4: 20. I was a little distressed by the time, because I was doing the actual measurement with Rhoda at that time, and I had to prepare for the exam at night.
Twenty minutes in an ideal state, but what about reality? It's been almost two hours.
Reminds me of a song: Where has the time gone?
Actually, it's best to take care of someone. The more people there are, the more unstable factors there are. I said, for example, don't let three people do what two people can do. Maybe the construction site environment is too closed, and we haven't got together for a long time. At this point, some people began to joke. Anyway, this job is nothing important.
It will take a long time to calm down.
We always say that we are busy and have no time.
I remember reading a joke. Men ask women how many times a year they should wear masks. The woman calculated for a while and came to a conclusion: you can buy a good car for ten years without buying a mask.
Then the woman began to ask the man: Do you wear a mask?
The man said, don't stick.
The woman asked him, where is your car?
I want to do many things, but I have no time to work.
There is neither time nor money.
Speaking of passive income or living expenses, I remember my girl said that his master's salary of 4 thousand a month actually survived in Beijing, and it is not easy to think about it carefully. Don't believe it. It's true.
I asked him: How much do you think you spend a month?
He said, it should be 8 thousand to 10 thousand. I said, it's not easy for a man to support his family! Who knows he said, no, I said I spent so much money myself, not counting my family.
I was drunk, too. You spend that much on your own?
He said, as far as my living standard is concerned, that's it. Otherwise, why should I start a business? You can also find a job in Party A, which is better than the present conditions in all aspects, don't you think?
Love is born because money is not enough for living expenses!
I said, have you calculated carefully? How can a person spend so much money?
He snapped his fingers and told me one by one. After listening for a few minutes, I probably understood. The main expenses are going out to eat, drink and play with friends, and of course, there is money to buy cigarettes, car gasoline and so on.
While listening to him, I calculated carefully. I don't need most of the expenses mentioned by Luo, but I also have some unique expenses that he absolutely doesn't have, such as buying books and watching movies.
Actually, do you really need that much?
I calculated with Sister Wang before that if you just eat for one day, it won't cost much, but you don't live to eat, you have to go to the supermarket, right? Do you want to see a movie? Want to install broadband? Will there be a phone bill for the mobile phone?
We want to live a human life!
By the way, the last thing you should ignore is that you don't pay the mortgage every month? Is the car out of gas?
My family originally said that I should buy a car. Considering the monthly gas cost, I still think it's okay. I can afford it and I can't afford it. I don't know if I'm an exception. I have never had any special feelings about cars.
I don't want to buy a car at the moment, but I still want to buy a house. I instilled a lot of rich dad ideas into my girl before, which led me to consider buying a house now. This product says, didn't you say you didn't want to buy a house?
People see different things, experience different places, and their ideas will gradually change.
Whether to buy a house or not, haha, I am so worried.
Creation on the wooden bridge
"The Goat Crossing the Wooden Bridge" was originally a fable, telling the story that two goats crossed the wooden bridge at the same time and refused to give way to each other, and eventually both fell into the water and died, telling people to learn humility in life. As a sports competition, the pursuit is the speed and time when they finally cross the bridge, depending on the degree of reaction and cooperation between the two sides. It is said that as long as two people can cross the bridge, it has nothing to do with someone getting off the bridge after meeting.
Rules are indeed redundant, but when you think about it carefully, rules have their background. The so-called single-plank bridge, in traditional thinking, can never be crossed by two people at the same time, and can only be completed if one person avoids it. Isn't this the case with many things in the world? In the face of material benefits, you have to lose; In the face of human history, failure is failure. Few people think and decide everything without black and white logic and left and right thinking. In this way, the rule that one person gets off the bridge and one person passes seems reasonable.
People can't help asking: What are the rules? What are the rules for? Simply put, rules are rules that everyone abides by and are used to regulate people's behavior. Rules are made by people and are conducive to doing things. Rules against doing things can and must be changed. In this way, the students in the preliminaries turned around and passed by in the middle of the bridge, which is not only a bold breakthrough to traditional thinking, but also a great creation. We might as well call it "creation on a single-plank bridge". Although it violates the temporary rules, it embodies a higher level of sportsmanship.
On the other hand, whether it is fable or competition, the wooden bridge seems to be an obstacle deliberately set by people. Of course, in the real society, faced with such a choice, most people will say, "You go your way, I will cross my wooden bridge." However, many times in life, it is often that you have to go on the road of Yangguan, I have to go, and everyone has to go; The wooden bridge, I want to cross, you want to cross, everyone wants to cross. It is impossible to give consideration to the interests of both sides to retreat and avoid it and fight without fighting.
What should we do? Only by breaking through the narrow and selfish concept, seeking the best way of back-to-back face to face, giving up the thinking that I go up and you go down, you enter and I retreat, considering from both sides and seeking the overall situation, can we get married and the world will be more exciting.
In society, some people got hematologic cancer and embarked on a single-plank bridge of life. Kidney is the source of life. Only by loving deeply and choosing to give and hug can the journey of death rekindle hope. Medicine needs creation, so does life. When nature created this world, there was no road closure, nor was there only one left; Even if it is one, I believe that human wisdom can find the best choice. It is the word "person" that sets up a "single-plank bridge" leading to happiness. Learn to care, learn to empathize, open your eyes, open your heart and embrace your friends and opponents. The scenery on the wooden bridge is by no means the past, so we must walk down one by one.
At present, all countries in the world are developing. China has ushered in a golden opportunity, paving the way in front of the mountains and bridging the bridge in times of crisis. Reform and opening up have made China brilliant. The strategy of going out will inevitably come in. Going out and coming in are contradictory. The way to solve contradictions depends on rules, but rules are not omnipotent and unchangeable.
Sometimes, when you meet someone head-on and can't solve the problem, you need to break the routine, create conditions and seek win-win cooperation. Facing the same problem, only by sincere cooperation, seeking common ground while reserving differences, embracing each other and turning around each other can the two sides pass through and go to their original destinations or base camps.
As a competition, it is understandable that the referee is controversial about the turn on the single-plank bridge, because the competition has rules first; However, as a pioneering work, it is of great significance to arouse people's thinking. I want to say again that this small wooden bridge also needs to be created.
The village on the cloud
I have been to many ancient towns and villages, seen countless beautiful scenery and heard many legends, but it is strange that there has never been a village like Wenchuan Radish Village that has brought me legend and shock.
The name Radish Village was heard many years ago. At that time, a donkey friend discovered this idyllic ancient village. Their photos and online posts tell the story of this magical Qiang village in detail. Over the past few years, I have been eager to think of radish village, but I missed it because of bad luck. In the 5 12 earthquake, it was heartbreaking to hear that this radish village with a history of thousands of years was destroyed. Recently, I heard a friend say that the radish village has been rebuilt, so I finally set foot on the road of radish village in this harvest season of red cherries (cherries).
Radish village is located in the dry-hot valley of Minjiang River, with rugged mountain roads, which is the only way to the outside world. The car circled on this winding mountain road, which was very narrow and went straight up. Looking at the cabin in the distance, this is an ancient city that can be directly connected with the blue sky and white clouds. It combines the essence of all the cultural customs of the Qiang people and absorbs superb architectural techniques. Every detail and corner of it is permeated with the wisdom and mysterious characteristics of the ancient Qiang people.
At 3 pm, we arrived at Xinzhai parking lot in Radish Village. As soon as the women got off the bus, they began to snap up various local products such as cherries, walnuts and peppers. I looked around at the mountains. Radish Village is located in the towering Minshan Mountains. Afternoon sunshine, blue sky, white clouds fluttering, goshawk spreading its wings. Huge ancient castles are scattered among the mountains like a patchwork from the sky.
This is Radish Village, the largest and oldest Huangni Qiang village discovered so far in the world, full of primitive and simple customs everywhere.
Strolling through Qiangzhai, which is a Qiangzhai without watchtowers, is also a major feature that distinguishes it from other Qiangzhai. Radish village also has a nice nickname, called "Yunshang Village", which shows its altitude position. Local residents have little contact with the outside world and the folk customs are extremely simple. The earthquake made this village with a population of 1080 lose 64 fresh faces, and all the villages with these 72 alleys collapsed, leaving this "village on the cloud" and the people who passed away with the clouds. But the people in the village dried their tears. With the support of the aid team, they repaired the old stockade and rebuilt their homes not far from it. ...
The architecture of Wang Fu of Qiang nationality is a must. Its house is not built of stone, but of local materials. They are made of loess and wood at the top of the mountain and have various halls and rooms, which are unique in the Minjiang River Basin. There are many alleys criss-crossing in the old stockade. Among the cherry trees, there are yellow walls and totems made of white stones by Qiang people. Different shapes of stone tablets are covered with animal skulls, as well as traces of incense and sacrifice.
My peers like to take pictures, and I slowly got rid of the big army. Fortunately, I have time to wander slowly in this labyrinth of ancient villages. The small bridge and the flowing water are in harmony with the faint green hills in the distance. This is not a village, but a beautiful rhyming freehand brushwork picture. I am in this situation because I am afraid to disturb this dream.
Strolling and shuttling in the alleys of the old village. There is a path paved with slate in the middle of each alley. Most of the Qiang people in the village have moved to Xinzhai, but the houses and facilities in Laozhai are still intact for tourists to visit. The high cornices and mottled patterns on the old walls have permeated the atmosphere of history in the wind and rain.
Looking at this old Huang Hutong, I suddenly remembered the ancient Qingshi Hutong in the south of the Yangtze River. There is no lilac girl with an oil-paper umbrella here, but from time to time you will meet a girl wearing this beautiful Qiang costume. Maybe he is doing hand embroidery. Maybe they will ask you softly if you want pepper. Maybe my stop-and-go will become the scenery in another person's eyes. Therefore, the empty and deep alleys bear more of a mood, a mood.
I am glad that there is no noise and commotion in the whole radish village on this summer afternoon. Most of the tourists who came in the morning have already left. There are no students of the Academy of Fine Arts like Hongcun, photographers with long guns and short guns like Wuzhen, and street vendors like Lijiang, who like this tranquility.
Reaching the top of Qiangzhai Mountain, facing the well-preserved Laozhai earthquake site, you can see the village surrounded by cherry trees. The collapsed house is like the darling of heaven, lying quietly in the mountains. It is a blessing that these places, which have gone through three years of vicissitudes, can be safe and sound and die alone. I stared quietly, hoping that our tourists would come and go in a hurry and not disturb the tranquility and peace here. Look at the blooming flowers on the ruins. Faced with the fate that they can't choose, they are still open and still present their most beautiful side. At that moment, there was an insight that inadvertently penetrated into the soul and life.
Standing on the top of the steep, vicissitudes and majestic Minjiang Grand Canyon, several sacred trees wrapped in red cloth and luxuriant foliage make people sigh. Deep in the canyon in the distance, the river is still roaring and rushing. All this seems to have crossed into another world. It is said that this sacrificial platform is a very sacred place, a place to pray for the snow-capped mountains opposite, and sincerely wish the gods to bless it.
At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, I went down the mountain and slowly walked out of the gate of my old house. Along the way, I saw many Qiang girls quietly sitting in front of the house to embroider. I can't bear to disturb them, let this quiet ancient village be quiet and deserted, and lament that these generations of Qiang people live the simplest life alone on the clouds. Looking around Qiangzhai, the earth walls, firewood, corn, curling kitchen smoke and villages on the clouds are beautiful.
Looking back at Radish Village, for us city dwellers, it is like a desirable paradise. Will you miss a place, but magnify that wonderful feeling countless times in your memory? I think I will. Everyone felt unfinished on the way, so we made an appointment with our friends and we will come to Radish Village again in the future. We must stay here in Qiangzhai for one night, drink and eat meat with the villagers, and jump the pot together. I don't know if there will be such an opportunity and mood in the future. I am looking forward to it.
Perfect Life
I don't know, what is everyone's perfect life like?
Actually, I am not perfect. I'm only half a moon now, and I'm also a person who can't do all kinds of things well. I can't seem to reach it, but I just keep trying.
Maybe imperfection is not perfection, but perfection must come from those who pursue imperfection.
Often the reality is not perfect, but I often make up a perfect life inadvertently in my fantasy.
When you do something well, it is a person's happiness that makes you feel happier and more peaceful. Finally, I smiled.
At first, I didn't understand literature. I know nothing about literature, let alone how to write it. Because I didn't finish junior high school. Later, I fell in love with literature unconsciously. I felt that the articles in newspapers and periodicals were well written and written in my heart, so I secretly fell in love with literature. Literature is the art of truly recording and processing life and nature. In my spare time, I study China language and literature, including the outline of foreign literature. Years later, those bitter tears have already been drowned by the joy of a little sense of accomplishment. I have published my poems and essays in Modern Youth and many county (city) newspapers. The perfection of life is the art of constant pursuit, and it is also the art of transformation. Now, I'm writing songs again. I wouldn't be here today if my father hadn't inspired me. Although my father is gone, I don't know if he is doing well in heaven. At this moment, I hope my father will come to me and listen to me sing my songs to him. I still remember clearly that my father said to me, "Just you! You can write poetry! ? I haven't studied for several days. If you can write poetry, I will go to the worse gate and knock on my head, and then invite you to sit at a table. " I said confidently, "I can, I'll publish it for you!" " "Dad just read a few of my poems and left forever, leaving with regret. It's a pity that dad didn't see the song I wrote now. Maybe dad never thought of it. However, although my father saw some of my poems, he also saw a small part of my pursuit of perfection in life. I haven't forgotten that my father said that my soul would rise to another height. As an old high school student, his evaluation of my poems gave me great encouragement and honor. But I have no pride, and I walk silently. Facing the praise and honor given by my father, I feel that my life is perfect.
I don't know what I can infect you. My article, good or bad, if you can finish it, in a sense, I feel perfect, at least what I wrote was not in vain. I am very happy and satisfied that you can come to see it. If one day, I personally prepared a feast, fried it and asked you to taste it. Sure enough, you will appreciate my face. At least one dish is your favorite. Perhaps the perfection of life is the writer and reader, the chef and the customer, the singer and the audience.
Perhaps, everyone has a perfect way for everyone, and the goal of pursuing a perfect life is different. Some people are willing to take photos, regardless of human body or nature, and want to vividly reflect their unique photography art with fast and slow lenses. Some people like to travel, measure and discover the customs and mountains of every inch of the world with their feet and eyes, and record the touching stories of perfect life and nature. Or beat the rhythm of life with your heart and connect them into a beautiful melody. Of course, the pursuit of perfection, whether it is a career or not, depends on your own actions and kindness to cut out a magnificent picture of a perfect life.
The world of thought is hot and intense. When you meet someone carefully, don't say the word "like". You just want to wait and see with an indifferent attitude how the other person treats some people and things and make your choice. In fact, I really don't know how to open the situation, which is a bit embarrassing. If one day, thoughts and thoughts are integrated and soul mates, is it a perfect combination of life? However, I don't know whether it is necessary to be patient and patient, or it is better to be easy-going. Then I feel very tired and uncomfortable. If there is nothing to say and feel, it is better to do the opposite and pursue the perfection of life. A perfect life is made up of many elements, not a single thought. Find the perfect life center from the whole thought, and then follow it to pursue your perfect life.
In fact, my perfection is very simple. If you can have a quiet job, a quiet life and do what you like quietly, you don't want to compete with the outside world. If I have to argue with the outside world, I will take a step back and broaden my horizons. Sometimes retreat is progress. Perfection can be summed up in life. For example, driving: "I would rather give three points than two points."
The pursuit of perfection requires a process of development. From black and white TV to color TV, from switch to remote control; From wired phones to wireless phones; From written calculation to computer; From walking to cycling to motorcycles to family cars; From dirt roads to painted asphalt roads to expressways; From rough to meticulous and so on. All reflect the process of pursuing a perfect life.
If we use money to measure perfection, it is not entirely right. Is it true that you are rich in spirit and thought? In this money society, I am not sure. But the "Shenzhou 7" lunar exploration is the perfection of China, and it is also the perfection of people's better life in the future. No matter what position you are in, life is perfect as long as you show your value.
I think the most perfect life is to let the seedlings grow sturdily and then make food; The perfect life is firewood, boiling water and cooking; The perfect life is that you earn money and become clothes, shoes and socks; The most perfect life is that you hold the hand of the person you love until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble and your hair turns white.
The perfect life has flavor, not just bittersweet. But to have someone who really understands you, someone who really understands you, someone who transfuses blood for your heart, and someone who transfuses blood for the other person's heart. Is this deep and beautiful taste the perfect taste of emotional life? ! If your lover is graceful and waiting for you attentively, can you feel it? What's that smell? I am still single. I haven't tasted it. This is an unknown number.
Dye your heart and shine.
It's late at night, and it's another worrying and insomnia storm. The moon is also soft, full of fragrance and tears. You are alone in the drizzly tall building, alone with the faint moonlight, pick up your glass and drink with the moon.
Willow shadows are sparse, and the harp will play farewell. Exposed flowers wither, and strangers' thoughts turn into blood and tears. You can't understand the sadness of lovesickness at night. I hope I can enjoy this gentle and changeable moon with you tonight, but I'm afraid that the faint moonlight can't carry the countless lovesickness in my heart.
You look at the bright starry sky, but you can't bear to climb up your eyebrows and whisper, "I always remember the sunset in Xiting, and I don't know where to go when I'm drunk." As if at the end of the night, I saw myself intoxicated with the fragrance of wine. You look at the turbid wine in the cup, let happiness fill your heart, and whisper: "Tears are lightly dyed, and there are still traces of rosy clouds. I'm afraid Lang guessed that a slave's face is not as good as a flower's face. " It's like seeing yourself sleeping happily in turbid wine. You look at the willow shadow by the pond, fill your mind with sad parting tears, and sing softly: "Flowers float with water. A kind of acacia, two leisurely feelings. " Loneliness haunts you, and this night is doomed to be sleepless.
The night is cold as water. Drunk, you wait for your husband's return again and again. The lingering feeling of the wedding has not dissipated. In an instant, the two places have separated, and meeting each other has become a luxury. I used to get along with each other day and night, singing songs about wine, but in a flash, I had finished singing them all.
You once wore red makeup, danced for him under the moon, shed tears for him, and gave up the prosperity of his life. If time is like water, you will find the past. Tears gently slide across your face, and in this sleepless night, you let the night wind rage, get drunk, and let your thoughts tear your heart.
You look for it in the evening breeze, and let the cold and unhappiness ravage your heart. Is it sad or heartbroken? When you are piled on the ground, you are haggard. Is it the thinness of yellow flowers or your loneliness? You want flowers with tears in your eyes, but the flowers are silent. Are the flowers worried about others, or are you too impatient? You were drunk watching plum blossoms in the snow, but you won tears all over your clothes. Is it the charm of flowers or your heartache?
A person's night, silence makes you enchanted, lonely and full of confusion. You wave the veil between your sleeves and dance gently. At night, you dance lightly like a song, just one song, and you are intoxicated.
The moon is dark and windy, and the expectation is dim. You sing a sad song and only sigh that the unforgettable past is still hazy, but your departure makes you sad and worried.
Tonight, the moonlit night is helpless and the wine is strong.
Ni ni Jiang
I have visited the magnificent Yangtze River. "This river runs through the heavens and the earth, and there are both mountains and mountains", which is magnificent and boundless, making people suddenly enlightened. However, the huge waves are rolling in, which is amazing. In Shapotou, Ningxia, I also felt the vastness of "lonely smoke in the desert, the long river setting the yen", swinging a sheepskin raft and enjoying the pulsating afterglow. Although it is how the water of the Yellow River moves out of the sky, it is calm and there is always some silence and loneliness.
Where can there be a concerto, a vast wave of smoke and a bright and cheerful fusion?
The stone is flowing with gold, and the heat is pressing, and the heat wave in the simple room is pressing. So I drove from the south of the city to the north of the city and stopped at the Luo Qingjiang Bridge. It was spectacular. The fishing song was sung late.
You see, the mother Heluo Qingjiang River, although it does not have the rushing momentum of the Yangtze River flowing eastward, it twists and turns like a huge ribbon shining in front of your eyes. How can it not make people feel relaxed and happy? Overlooking the south bank, weeping willows are flourishing and breezy, as graceful and charming as a girl. Overlooking the beach on the north shore, the smoke is curling, the crowd is crowded, in groups of three or five, in groups of two, or hanging around, or laughing and carefree!
The most amorous feelings are the handsome men and women in the river. Look, Miss Chu, bend down and her hair is floating on the water. Suddenly, she looked up and tossed her hair. If she just turned her head and smiled, she would be smart enough to cast a hundred kinds of spells. There are also colorful swimsuits, which are faintly visible in the clear water. Playing ball in the water, splashing water in the waves, ringing laughter echoed in the river. A swimmer leans up and down like a fish. What's more, it's better to brave the torrent, chop the waves and let the wind blow the waves, than to go everywhere.
Boys and girls are still playing. This wide river has been covered with gold. When the fishing song came, the cormorants on the ship's side looked forward to it. Are they admiring happy people, or do they want to dance with others? When fishing boats pass by, the ripples are like golden ribbons inlaid with diamonds. In the middle of the river, people's faces are integrated with the waves, and laughter and waves play a harmonious melody, which makes people passionate and ambitious!
As dusk fell, the street lamps on the bridge flashed. The river is shrouded in mist and the waves are blurred. People swimming in the water came ashore one after another, smiling and holding hands, drifting away. At this time, occasionally there was "Hua, Hua ……" sweeping across the river, and everything seemed so quiet and serene.
Cultivate inner certainty
Quarrel with my family years later, and then return to this city that is not home in anger, without a sense of belonging. A person in the quilt, curled up all day, unwilling to get up and cook, hungry to vomit. Then tears welled up, resenting their uselessness and stubbornness, persistence and willfulness.
What we learn the most is nothing more than: in this world, the last thing we can't give up is not death, but birth and separation.
In fact, I can have the cheek to stay at home and eat delicious food that I haven't eaten outside for a year. I don't know what I'm afraid of. I am afraid of the loss of time, my parents' aging, or my own material and spiritual lack.
Walking alone in the street, she called me carefully and told me about the ticket. In fact, she just wanted to know where I was. Later at the station, I got nervous and sent me a mobile phone. Looking at the man beside me in amazement. I wanted to ask, but I was afraid I didn't mind, but I swallowed my words.
No.29 is an 88-year-old graduate student of Hegong University. He silently handed me a tissue. I understand everything. All this has long been a foregone conclusion. Crying is just to cover up inner anxiety and fear. Afraid of family alienation and incomprehension, complaints and accusations.
Maybe what they don't know is that every time they leave home to study from junior high school, tears will fall at the station and on the road. Children who have cried in such separation for countless times are stubborn and withdrawn when they grow up and refuse to let anyone get close to them easily. In fact, how much they want someone to walk in, and they are most likely to be disappointed for a long time because of a little isolation.
However, they are not sure enough. Those tears are not just old times that can't be returned. We can never rely on others, only on our own hearts. Only you can learn to bear the painful journey, the dark night you can cross, and the mud you can walk. Only after experiencing a lot of separation, can we know that there are so many troubles in growing up, and then strive to build a foreign home and really leave this home where brothers and sisters have struggled together since childhood, which is the inner strength and certainty. Then, grow up overnight.