The beauty of the years lies in the inevitable cycle of the four seasons. Don't be surprised or melodramatic. After all, I'm too old for affectation. However, my heart is still a little throbbing. Perhaps, it is such a small throb that my heart still has such tenderness and innocence in the shell after years.
In 365 days and 365 miles, the clouds and the moon complement each other, circulating day and night, pushing the door to see the sky and locking the moon with a backhand. Days go on in repetition, and life goes on in triviality.
Suddenly, a new calendar divides time into coasts. The other shore is the scenery of the past, and this shore is a new departure. Time flies, just between opening and closing, some people become yesterday's stories, and sometimes, they become old times.
When people reach middle age, they always feel that this day is a horse on the grassland, which runs fast and wild and can't catch up. So, I feel a little sad.
Between interest rates, from the beginning of the year to the end of the year. This is the road you have traveled, but the unknown is the journey. Every time I say goodbye, I can't help but feel an unspeakable emotion. And life, there are too many kinds of parting. It's hard to be handsome when you are away from time, friends and even yourself.
Standing in the sky of 20 18 and looking back at 20 17, it is difficult to interpret it with a mood. 20 17, what kind of start, perhaps, from a drawing.
Because of urban planning, the place where parents live will be demolished. When the news was finally posted at the entrance of the Sports Commission compound in the form of red-headed documents, all the residents in the building had to seriously consider what to do: temporarily renting a house and other compensation, or finding another place to buy a house again?
This house was not completed until after 2000. In less than 20 years, the structural layout and area of the room are enough to keep pace with the times. Ordinary people, how many dare to be willful, and can withstand the tossing of buying a house and installing a house several times? I want to go to all families. When they decided to settle down here, most of them also decided to retire here. Houses in every household are well-designed and magnificent.
That red-headed document, posted there in the form of a notice, stands out. Although we can wait for the compensation of the house, who knows when we will have to wait, it seems that there are many things that the government does not keep its promise. My parents are old, and I can't imagine that they have no fixed abode. Tossing and turning, I stayed up for n nights (I started thinking when I learned that the government was planning), and I checked dozens of house shapes on the official WeChat account of WeChat residential park: flat floor, multi-storey; British, European; Pastoral and modern; Light steel, brick and concrete; Repeatedly consult the engineers in the official WeChat account and communicate with the professionals in the local design institute. When a mature plan became clear in my mind, I carefully gathered my family and decided to go back to my old house.
The old house, said to be rural, is actually on the edge of the city, separated from the county by a river. In the early years, there was a lot of inconvenience because there was a river. Now in the process of urban planning and construction, new high-end building areas and two river-crossing bridges have emerged, and various projects are in full swing, with expressways in front and service areas next to them.
The old house is just between the green mountains and green waters, and the car will drive to the door in six or seven minutes. This old house has been empty since my parents moved into this city in the late 1990s. Empty houses, which can withstand the wind, rain and erosion of the years, have already been covered with cobwebs and mouse holes, which makes people shudder. And the surrounding weeds spread, miscellaneous trees, almost wiped out the old house.
Although the building is empty, the foundation is still ours. Rebuilding the old house is undoubtedly the best choice, which can not only give parents a place to settle down, but also let parents return to that familiar place. There, every grass, every tree, every ditch, every village and every household are their beautiful and warm memories. Moreover, the reconstruction of old houses is a glorious threshold and a century-old inheritance. No matter how the years change, there will be peace of mind and affection for our future children.
Time waits for no one. Let's do it. At the beginning of the year, an excavator, three times five divided by two, razed the dilapidated old house to the ground. Next, Mr. Feng Shui measured and positioned, drew lines, pulled materials, dug foundations, built walls layer by layer, plumbers laid wiring, poured concrete, installed doors and windows, etc., until the main project was completed in June.
I call this period a dream, because it is a dream. The old house in the dream, the castle peak in the dream, the pastoral scenery in the dream, and the tranquility and warmth in the dream are all here. This is the place where I was born and raised, where all the innocent years spread out into criss-crossing buildings, and all the innocent smiles are here. So, over the years, in countless dreams, I have been going around the mountains and crossing the water, and I will come here. This is not a dream. What is this?
After receiving the ultimatum from the government, all residents had to move out in July, and their parents moved back to their second father's house, which was separate from their old house. It should be because the end of the year, the elderly are more willing to have their own residence. After all, psychologically, no one wants to live under the eaves of others. So at the end of the year, my parents moved into a brand-new home, a three-story house, French windows, a sun room, a terrace and a spacious dam. Although the family moved in a hurry, only the first floor was installed (because the newly built house should not be in a hurry to decorate, and the overall decoration work is being followed up later). But after all, it is your own nest. Open the door, it is blue sky, fresh air, full ears of birds, familiar neighbors. This feeling can't be given by the city.
I am not a very active person, especially for promotion. I have always been indifferent to whether I want to enter a senior title or not. There is too much randomness in the bones, and I don't like being bound and patterned. You can ignore many things in the workplace. I really feel that there are too many rules and patterns in my life. If I can, I prefer to do what I like according to my own wishes, so that I don't have to care about many things in the workplace.
What does it matter to me if someone else is promoted, moved, achieved or expensive? You can't hold everything in your hand, can you? Even if you have the ability to have sex and exquisite interpersonal relationships, unpleasant things will still happen from time to time, right? Life is too short, who can be the final winner? What we lose in hake we shall have in herring. You have your workplace joys and sorrows, and I have my freedom of scenery. You have your fame and fortune, and I have my contentment. In the long life, I prefer to do what I want to do, see the scenery I like and enjoy it in a comfortable range.
I don't force myself, let alone blame myself, but I dare not give up easily. At the beginning of the year, he said, do you want to try? The senior professional title exam is being registered, and the exam will be held in April. He knew my personality, so he said try. I said, you help me sign up. As for how to sign up, I have no idea, so I signed up. Since we have decided to take the exam, we must take it seriously. It's always been like this, either don't do it or try your best. Why try? Never get lucky, especially in exams.
So, I bought review materials online, and in the busy days day and night, I closed my heart every night and studied hard. Too many people have had the experience of higher vocational college entrance examination and know that this is no joke. Because it's not a play, you can't afford it, so you must go all out. But after every exam, many people are absent-minded, some are nervous and a few are determined to win. I am one of them. Is it fate, or is opportunity always reserved for those who are prepared? In short, the results in June came out, and everyone was very happy and passed steadily.
20 17 in a daze, 20 17 in a gallop, 20 17 in encouragement, and 20 17 in truth, I still don't forget that poem and the distance. I can't help it I am so sad, so sad, I am surrounded by rice, oil and salt, and I don't forget the distant scenery. The world is so big that we must see it.
Poetry and distance are no longer new words. Looking out, people all over the world are going far away. This is an attitude towards life, self-exile and soul redemption. My big China, there are too many places of interest and scenic spots, and Shan Qi is a water show. Civilized China has been brilliant through the ages. Who doesn't want to go on a trip?
My job is rotation, and I don't care about holidays. Over the years, I have long been used to such a vacation system, and I have gradually become indifferent to holidays. Seriously, I've been working for decades, and I haven't taken a serious vacation. 20 17, maybe God decides to love me once. In Tomb-Sweeping Day in April and Labor Day in May, my vacation collided with the node. What a coincidence.
Late spring and early summer, what an attractive season. Mountains and rivers are everywhere, and just a few steps can be pleasing to the eye. Although the holiday time is a little short, it is ok to come to Zhou Bianyou.
In April, the sword is closed and tourists are woven. "And one person defends it, and ten thousand people can't force it", Jianmenguan, I have seen the galloping of thousands of troops, the fierce battle between blood and fire, and the magnificence of books and poems. The ancient Shu Road, from the Three Kingdoms to the present, the precipice, the pass, the ancient cypress group and the plank road, as majestic as those years, are told like fairy tales.
Jiuzhai, a place where sacred mountains and waters depend on each other. It is said to be a paradise on earth. The charm of Jiuzhai can only be deeply understood if you have been there in person. Jiuzhai in May just woke up from a deep sleep in winter. Everything is so fresh and green, and everything is so full of vitality, spirituality and agility. Four Seasons Tiantang Jiuzhai is picturesque and dreamlike. Come, don't want to go, go, will miss.
20 17, really, I really want to say: good luck. Autumn in October, autumn is crisp, and there is a holiday again. The long holiday is enough for me to send myself to the desert border. Face the Yellow River, cross the Gobi and visit the ruins. Standing on the Yellow River Bridge, watch the Yellow River water bypass Lanzhou City. Facing the Mogao Grottoes, I sincerely worship the Chinese treasures of the Millennium Buddha's light. Walking into Ya Dan City, I was shocked by the miracle of nature. Trapped in the crescent spring of Mingsha Mountain in the sunshine city, look at the mirror of the sky and the eye of the desert. In the northwest, the desolation and grandeur of the past are so deep and sincere. "The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river falls in yen." It's worth your time, Qianshan.
20 17, about to retreat to the old times. 20 17, I want to say: thank you! Thanks to all the people who walked with me. Whether it is relatives, friends and colleagues around you, or friends separated by a net. I want to say sincerely: thank you! Thank you! Because of you, my 20 17 is so real and full. There may be unhappiness, small emotions, alienation and neglect, but these are not enough to affect my gratitude.
On 20 17, Jiangshan once again gave the signing author a big gift and published the book for free. I spent about half a month sorting out my poetry collection and song "Dreams are Like Flowers Flying Quietly". Since 20 14 published a personal prose collection of about 250 thousand words, I have been hoping to have my own collection of poems and songs. I believe that I can see samples of my poems and songs soon. Jiangshan, tangible distance.
Life is trivial and realistic, and I hope to touch my soul at any time.
On the road of drifting away, in the years of drifting away, I hope I can always go forward lightly. Not only do you want to go to your destination, but don't forget to look at the scenery by the way, and don't forget why you want to go. Those mighty years, those bitter and sweet years, and those dawdling days can only be known by heart.
In the years of singing, people live poetically, but it is not far away. Life is like a dream, and dreams are like life, just like flying flowers, which quietly disappear into the sky inadvertently. I just, quietly collect the bits and pieces of the years and merge them into an ocean of memories, so that I can always hold a meaningful and indifferent heart in the aging brilliance, watching flowers bloom and fall and clouds surge.
2017,365 days, 365 miles, there are no clouds and months of 8,000 miles, just true and poetic.