We will face many choices in our lives, and no matter which path we choose, we will not be satisfied.

However, some people will always regret that they did not choose another path in the first place, in fact, they regret that they chose the wrong path at the same time, they will also miss the good times now.

Instead of changing and losing all the time, and thinking about those who have lost, it is better to cherish the present and have what you have, and some people ask when is the best time in your life.

It is the time when you reap happiness in the ordinary years, the days when you do your best for your dreams, but you work hard to overcome the difficulties.

Ye Jingbei is still important, that is what you are experiencing now, beautiful to stick to your dreams, and make unremitting efforts to realize your dreams, Ye Jingbei asked me to get up and practice work, and I read aloud with a notebook tied to my little one.

My quality, I will grow up one day, and I want to be a person who picks up rags Ye Jingbei heard this, and punished me twice in a row.

My lovely Ye Jingbei doesn't know?

Back then, he had been beating, deceived the blackboard eraser and twice wrote, and the punishment did not change my firm belief in my heart, after scavenging dreams, beautiful mistakes.

After Ye Jingbei's punishment and Yuan Liang's ancient bugle team training ended, the deputy counselor of the brigade asked me to stay in the drum and bugle team uniform I wore before tidying up, and looked at a pile of uniforms and pants.

I sighed, and when I saw Li Zhe, a gentle voice came out of my bald heart, and I could tell that the pants of the drum and bugle corps were white.

My heart trembled at that moment, how I longed for a pair of white pants, beautiful under Ye Jingbei's mediocrity, I wanted to slowly understand Ye Jingbei's love, and at that time I still wanted to stand at the entrance of the village with Lulu every evening.

Waiting for Ye Jingbei to return to the United States in the cold wind, as soon as he saw Lulu, he quickly ran over and took the goose feather on his shoulder to type, Ye Jingbei was relieved and seemed to be a lot more relaxed.

But I have picked out the goose feather blanket a few times to see that it is Gu Lang, and the two snakeskin bags are actually not heavy at all, but why does it look so heavy on his shoulders Ye Jingbei, a man who was crushed by goose feathers.

In fact, the really good times for us are not only those joys, but also the hardships and setbacks that have been due to our efforts and perseverance.

Those ordinary bitterness and regret have turned into beautiful beauty, and the beauty has always been around us, and the weather is still hot and humid after dinner, Ye Jingbei and I moved bucket stools and rattan chairs to the yard behind the house to cool off.

Soon a dark figure appeared at the door.

"Take the classmate Huang Ming in the afterlife, you mind very much, this stool is for me to sit on, he doesn't take me to answer as soon as he sits on the ground, and the chair is made by the bamboo root he looks at and the main business above the main business makes a dashing sound. ”

"Did we find out at the same time that it should be in the water?"

The bamboo leaves on the ice and the shadows are called together, they are beautiful, and they have to take a half-inch-long pencil to draw Ming Huaming.

Ye Jingbei's hands itched and hurriedly ran into the house to get a pencil, I hurriedly called him to bring me one, and soon he took out a charcoal to distribute to us, everyone broke up and used charcoal, on the ground of a water gate, Han Han wiped it, depicted a lot of bamboo leaves, and this one is a banner that looks like the principal's room.

"This floor is like a vertical scroll in front of our house, which is in the original drawing of the sentence, and suddenly an adult voice slowly sounded over our heads. ”

This is Mrs. Guan, everyone was taken aback, and immediately rose up, and saw Ye Jingbei sitting on the grass next to the water door nail, looking at our Miao Imperial Mausoleum, and stood up embarrassed. ”

seems to be very afraid that Ye Jingbei will be soiled by him, our family's water nail, Ye Jingbei seems to understand what he means.

Immediately said to him Who came up with it, this painting method is very interesting, I like to see Ye Jingbei in seconds, and hurriedly picked charcoal for him, and we chatted while asking Ye Jingbei who Mrs. Ben is, he is a female painter who is good at painting bamboo.

"His father and husband are called Zhao Ziang, and he is a male painter who is good at painting horses, and horses are indeed difficult to paint, so what can be painted?"

Isn't Mr. Zhao's current painting style very good-looking?

Rongyi is easy, but this is still the lack of drawing in the gourd, but it is fun to make the number difficult, lies in the horse itself.

The difficulty of painting bamboo lies in the combination with the Lord, at first glance, the bamboo painting seems to be just a mess of ink, in fact, the direction of Mozi's book, dragon eggs and fat, so it is said that the body will be repaired in the future, why not use green color to paint.

And if you often use ink, isn't it more similar to using green bamboo leaves?

Chinese painting does not pay attention to it, like a crown gift, as long as it shows that all kinds of artifacts are like ours when they are incorporated into the reverberation, it is a masterpiece.

I am a mixture of red, blue, red, yellow, and blue primary colors, and I see only one color at a time, encompassing all the colors in the world, so it is most appropriate to use ink to paint bamboo.

Calmly, the use of green paint is because it is too similar to the real thing, but it loses its vitality, Ye Jingbei said this, threw away the charcoal in his hand, and immediately got up and stiffened up, and the new emperor of the night battle told me back:

"The ink and bamboo master I saw before going to the pond has more of these candleless things, and there is also a description of the direction of those leaves, the shade of fat and thinness and the collective shape seem to be more meaningful, showing a beautiful posture. ”

A kind of vivid and angry Ye Jingbei 500 words, I said I was wrong, Ye Jingbei 500, southern Xinjiang Baiyun.

Green trees and flowers, and a hare in Linzili Village during the day, are the same as Ye Jingbei imagined, but he soon found that his winter vacation life was like a fish drying under the eaves.

The dry wind is dry, live first, there is no network here, turn on the old TV and you can't receive a few channel programs, you will always float with three-color snowflakes Ye Jingbei Xiang Ye Jingbei.

May you be alone with the lighthouse on the island, because they are like-minded and equally boring?

Ye Jingbei's daily work is actually only one thing, and there is only one thing, and after the sun sets, he has to move the handle of the motor in the corner.

However, then he and the store send this every day, Ye Jingbei only has sunrise and sunset in his eyes, he doesn't care about the cold and summer, seeing that tomorrow in addition to the new home, there is no information about the 4th New Year, come over tomorrow, let's go back to Sichuan, you eat lively, right?

I'm suffocating, after dinner.

Ye Jingbei couldn't help but ask that the lighthouse not leave, if people don't have an accident, it's a big deal, and they can't be sloppy, Ye Jingbei said without discussion Ye Jingbei, what about your friend?

How nice it would be to have a drink and chat with you by the way when I went to sea, Xiaohua pressed them and they barely heard Ye Jingbei's mobile phone ring.

It used to be your brother Ye Jingbei will come to see me every few days Oh yes, Ye Jingbei picked up his wine glass and shook his head and put down his chopsticks, what happened to the two of you.

I was so desperate that I hurt her face, and I looked up all night, although the sun was still floating on the sea, the weather was dark, and the firearms on the ground were covered with a layer of mist.

Oops, the water business is bigger, I have to turn on the lights early, the sound of the generator light has just sounded, the electric light from the south flashed, and the lights that had just been turned on were dark again?

Xiao Han smelled the pungent smell of caramel syrup from the hedgehog, and quickly got up and ran into the Tali Diange Township to smoke outside, Ye Jingbei used a flashlight to shine on the wire stretching from the top of the tower on the wall, leaving the night that was sold, and it was not heard for a long time.

"I'm just talking the highest, I don't understand this thing, children like the owner's various electrical appliances, and they don't recognize electricity, and they are not strangers. ”

He said that the wire is aging and leaking electricity and causes a short circuit, so call an electrician to fix it.

"You understand, great, help Ye Jingbei quickly and get it done now, Ye Jingbei, you promise me, I will get the wires, you must start looking for someone tomorrow. ”

Come back early.

Xiaohua did not forget, before you came, my father explained his task, he could not start the generator hotel, the line is very safe.

Among them, not only was he secretly proud, but also told Ye Jingbei that the conditions were good, as long as it was repaired quickly, I promised you to pull the hook Xiao Huang to climb up in the lighthouse and pretend to be auspicious, busy for a while, change the wires and re-light the lighthouse, he was so tired that his back hurt, and he went to bed. Di Ye Jingbei woke up in the sky, and it was already a day on the liver.

Ye Jingbei was preparing a Chinese New Year's Eve meal, the child glanced at the kitchen, and suddenly his heart was cold, and the two of them were already cold for the New Year, and the Chinese New Year's Eve meal was even more deserted.

Xiao Han glanced at the kitchen and suddenly his heart was half cold, this even Yuanfang was even more pitiful, you got me Ye Jingbei more than 10,000 in that game just now.

"You are stronger than the cow on this shore just came out of the leakage, Guiye Jingbei jumped ashore, and later chatted with his son and daughter-in-law Xiaohua and finally met the grandson, they were carrying big bags and small bags in their hands, Ye Jingbei came with the whole family.

Ye Jingbei was pleasantly surprised, and Ye Jingbei and a few old buddies came two months ago.

Ye Jingbei, who was looking for Ye Jingbei, drank to relieve his boredom, and when he left, he saw that Kun didn't use a wire and felt that it was a waste, but unfortunately he carried him back to the bed and was ready to use it first.

The two of them have never been separated from each other, and Ah Kui Ye has never been out of tune, but Ye Jingbei, a child who usually talks lightly to him

"Ye Jingbei, I'll speak for you to score a goal"

Xiao Lang said baldly.

Ye Jingbei is a man who dares to act, how can you take the bloodline, Turtle Ye Jingbei stood up, holding the wine glass with both hands.

Well, the wine glass with your broken hands suddenly scarred a little when you stood up.

Said thankfully: "Brother Ye Jingbei, don't scare me, okay?"

Ye Jingbei hurriedly got up, his face was full of surprise, it turned out that Ah Kuiye encountered heavy fog at sea yesterday when he was abnormal, so such a familiar channel had never been seen on the road ahead, and he was disoriented on the lighthouse and groped in the dark.

Suddenly I didn't see the light of the lighthouse, so dangerous, as soon as I saw his angle, it was estimated that it would be more than ten minutes, and I would lead everyone to crash into the reef pile, and my brother saved me at a critical moment.

The eldest brother drank a few glasses of wine. It's smooth, the wires on the side of the electricity are burning, but fortunately, I changed the wires quickly Ye Jingbei said.

Oh, it turns out that you are so chic, and you are also a big project.

Ye Jingbei hugged Ye Jingbei and sandwiched most of the fish into his bowl, but he didn't expect that changing the wire was so critical, Xiao Xing rushed to Ye Jingbei's eyes were shining, and his waist was straight.

Ye Jingbei was 0 years younger in an instant, and she blurted out Ye Jingbei.

When I went back, I told them that you are very good on the island, and you are not in a hurry to go back to Beijing at all, who said that you Ye Jingbei will not leave.

said that a few of our old buddies discussed it, and her boyfriend came to her for a drink in the future, hahaha. Hahaha.

Ringtone, Ye Jingbei's mobile phone rang in laughter.

When I was in elementary school, my best homework was Chinese and art, and once Ye Jingbei came up with a work topic that would come out every semester

Tell us to play well, for example, we should try to be as ideal, and when everyone finishes writing, you will still be early in class.

Ye Jingbei sat at the table on the right side of the classroom and bowed his head to change the test papers, and said Sanmao stood and read out your work, and I read the questions aloud with my notebook, my volunteer will grow up one day, and I hope to be a person who picks up rags.

Because this profession can not only breathe fresh air, but also wander and play in the streets and alleys, work and play in the natural and happy like birds in the sky. ”

"What's more, people often unconsciously throw away a lot of good things that can still be used as garbage, and the happiest moment for people who are in tatters is to rediscover these dusty good things. ”

Thinking of this, Ye Jingbei got his hands on it, and threw a blackboard to erase the classmate next to me, I put down the book and stopped practicing, waiting for the punishment in a daze, what kind of article, you always yell.

His moody personality made me get used to it for a long time.

But it's not very common to lose your temper with me at work, what kind of stone is broken, when did Jiang Ziya rot?

Now you don t have to practice if you lose, well, Ye Jing's big plate table is moving today.

With a glaring at me and went out, I wrote that one day when I grew up I wanted to make a summer popsicle seller.

Street vendors selling sweet potatoes in winter, because this profession not only allows you to empty the fresh air, but also allows you to wander around the streets and alleys.

What's more important is that you can stop by while doing business. Trash cans are sometimes a good thing that people throw away.

This first Ye Jingbei work was handed over, Ye Jingbei drew a big red cross and threw it down, so that my classmates turned out again, I had to write nonsense I grew up, I want to be a doctor, and I will achieve thousands of miles in the world Ye Jingbei was very moved when he saw this.

And said that I am an ideal to live up to my parents, I didn't know my lovely Ye Jingbei last year.

At that time, his large blackboard erased and rewrote twice, but it did not change my firm belief in my heart.

For many years, we didn't really make scavenging a profession, but I grew up picking up garbage, and these habits have become ingrained.

I can't change anything, I said that this is the children of our time, and I was all up to when I was in school.

Remember, when the whistle broke and the tube was formed, the soap was blowing all over the sky, and the bubble chalk was on the ground for a while, the hopscotch I made the first leaf Jingbei toy naturally came from the ground.

"It's an arc-shaped branch, like a rolling hoop, running on one side, following the person who fled in front of him to chase the branch, who said that this toy is not just a branch of the lovely family, I like to call him a man-machine. ”

The age of calling people will definitely not be cultivated in a day, and it is not as good as Ye Jingbei said that scavenging is not a must.

I like to walk a lot since I was a small student, especially when I was a primary school student, I said that I would like to send my schoolbag to Chen Feng first.

I went to the field alone and picked up the well and dug it slowly. Sometimes a marble is a big pin, sometimes a dog's tooth, it can be a very beautiful empty level, it can be a small leather ball, and no matter how lucky you are, you can pick up a dime.

When Ye Jingbei was 3 years old, he saw others going to the tree, and the trunk of the tree under the ground was thrown on the side of the road.

What do you think I'm looking at him as if he's coming home like a baby?

When the artwork is placed in your own toes, you think?

I saw from the bed that I want to consume, and I will be busy if I consume the social economy, and I don't want to hide it for decades like a broken piece of Weibo.

I've heard these things since I was a child, but some people can't help but pick them up, cut them out and wash them, and see him come back to life under my hands, it's too fast.

Scavenging at the end of the year is a joy in the garbage dump of personnel. That wasteland has been teased, Ye Jingbei once told me to pick up the rags, you can get out now, you don't have to say it.

Not only is he half right, the company can get out of the house, saying that no one can not practice garbage, although it is the same garbage.

But because they are different in their spiritual and artistic cultivation, they may also react differently to what they reciprocate, and the pleasure of scavenging is not always ignorant except for their unearned gains, and the actual joy that attracts women.

In the next minute you can know what it can be, no one knows, it's a mystery with no ending, no good answer, and no ending, and you're going to make a book when I'm old.

In this book, I'm going to write about what I picked up in my childhood until I was old, then wrap it up and throw it in the trash.

If one day the factory is out and the other person sees the certificate and treasures it, and at the same time starts picking up the garbage. Then in this lifetime.

Dreams will always be inherited by someone, and the garbage knows why they are so happy?

When they first Ye Jingbei snow is always at the beginning of the winter vacation, the face period comes, at this time the company has been opened before the monk and most of the crops on the desert are harvested, busy adults and children are idle

One by one, they sat by the train as if they had nothing to do and were noisily making noise, and while everyone was roasting the fire, the time of the day passed slowly unconsciously.

Looking up, there is already a wooden door outside, saying who are those lazy people who hit Clara, the cracks in the deep wooden door have been cleared, and a broken layer of newspaper is on the ground that opens the door.

Ye Jingbei shouted happily like a child, wow, it's almost in the water, our children were still like cats who were afraid of the cold just now.

For example, I heard Ye Jingbei's shout next to the fire pit.

The children stood up, a few hairy heads huddled in the door frame, and looked out together, and soon we were up.

The sky was as gray as yesterday. The grass and trees were still weak, and the faint sound of the stream not far away said that we had seen nothing else.

Naturally, we don't see the slightest sign of imminent snow in these things, it's really about to snow, and in the face of us who are full of doubts, Ye Jingbei replied arrogantly.

Well, it was snowing at this time, Chen Feng saw the sky outside, and immediately echoed me, I don't know how Ye Jingbei and Chen Feng mastered this mysterious control of our secrets, they made me admire it very much.

Because of this, many times, we believed what Ye Jingbei and Chen Feng said, and we paused this time when Chen Feng told us that the snow was about to fall.

After hesitating again, we went back to train and ran out of the house to welcome the benefactor Di Ye Jing Beichang Xue.

We can run into the wilderness, if the wilderness is empty, there are only a few thin paths, as if a few have not forgotten to run into the distance, we keep running.

"A cold wind poured in through our open openings. ”

After a while, we helped each other and started to go out, but we were still running together.