Poetic emotion Zhang Baotong

Poetic emotion is a kind of inner emotion that is as pure as water and detached without self, a calm and smooth, plain and generous style of life. It is like a warm current of purity and warmth, nourishing people to create the most perfect, pure and true state of mind, and to bathe in the light of life of others and themselves with heartfelt joy and gratitude.

The ultimate in poetic emotion is the spiritual self-discipline of moral conduct. This inner quality of self-restraint is the foundation of one's morality and virtue, and is a conspicuous sign of social education and one's own civilization. Without this emotion, it is impossible for a person to reach the ideal state of his self.

What flows in poetic emotion is pure conscience and reason. It will not give up moral restraint because of blind impulses, nor will it make too many mistakes because of momentary anxiety and anger, but will judge the situation with a tolerant and self-disciplined state of mind, clean oneself, and be a strong spirit.

Walking in the bustle and noise, there are always too many temptations in front of you. Looking forward to the satisfaction of material desires and spiritual enjoyment, I can't help but design my own possession. You may not be able to have a lot of material wealth, but you can have a peaceful and beautiful state of mind. And this peace and beauty of mind is the secret of happiness and joy.

Whether in a dream or not, I always crave romance and novelty, but the pursuit of life has all kinds of regrets. You may lose the olive tree in your dreams before the flower and under the moon, or you may miss the long-awaited scenery in a fleeting moment, but the lost beauty will still brew a wonderful poetry in your heart.

With poetic emotions in our hearts, we will not change ourselves for fame, fortune and status, nor will we tend to be inflammatory, and we will not wronged ourselves in a twisted way, because by relying on the strength of personality and morality, we can live in the open, because as long as we pay sweat and hard work, we can survive in this world.

Being kind to others is the character of poetic emotion. I'd rather be deeply wronged than gently embarrassed others. Never set foot in the forbidden place of other people's hearts, and never force others to do what they want. What is pursued is the tacit understanding and communication of the soul, even if you treat the enemy, you will hold up a warm red umbrella for the other party in the dense rain.

You may not be able to become a great person, but you can become a noble person. When people live, they should embody the value of life. Although there are still hardships and ugliness in life, the world is still beautiful, life is precious, only by collecting the righteousness of heaven and earth, storing the beauty of life, cherishing it in the heart, and conveying it to people, life will be full and gorgeous, and precious.

Losing is not an opportunity, Zhang Baotong

When I was in my first year of junior high school, the Railway Engineering Office where I worked began to recruit a large number of workers. All the children of employees of the unit, as long as they are in good health and have reached the age of 16, can apply. If you are under the age of 16, just go to the police station and find an acquaintance to change your age. At that time, looking for a job was all about opportunities, or many people had been waiting for opportunities in the countryside for five or six years. Moreover, the salary of the railway unit is high, and the treatment is also good.

This is the first time in more than a decade that people don't want to miss out on the opportunity. For a while, the entire family area was busy, relying on relationships, finding acquaintances, changing household registration, and giving gifts. My brother also took my hukou and changed it, so my age grew by two years in one day. However, during the experience, I was in trouble, and the UNRWA doctor in charge of the medical examination said that I had a serious heart condition. So, my brother took me to the county hospital for a physical examination. And the experience at the county hospital showed that I didn't have any problems with my heart. The elder brother showed the medical certificate from the county hospital to the doctor in charge of the recruitment physical examination, but they did not recognize it. I decided that they were stuck, trying to ruin my future, and I was so angry that I wanted to take a knife and reason with them. However, my family stopped me. Seeing the joyful situation of my classmates carrying their bags and waving goodbye to their families on the bus, I hid in a corner of the platform and secretly wiped my tears.

However, soon there were all kinds of complaints from those students. He said that the work on the railway site was very tiring, smashing stones, digging earth, pulling carts, lifting cement slabs, and being so tired that he had nightmares at night. As a result, my heart, which had been discouraged, began to feel better. Then, I heard that in the examination to recommend new workers to go to technical schools, none of the more than 100 candidates knew how much half plus half was equal to. It felt a little strange to me.

Later, I went to high school, went to the countryside, and went to college. Once, I used my summer vacation to visit my sister and saw many of my former classmates, like their parents, wearing thick overalls, quarrying stones and building roads in the scorching heat, sweating like rain. Of course, there are also people who work as caregivers, electricians, drivers or repairmen. However, I still feel sorry for them: if they hadn't rushed to work to find a job, they would have graduated from high school even if they didn't go to college, and their education level and life realm would be very different. Every time I think about this, I secretly rejoice: I didn't become a worker that time, but God blessed me and gave me the greatest opportunity in my life.

Sending off (short story) Zhang Baotong

The 10 express trains from Chongqing to Beijing would have ignored this small fourth-class station deep in the Qinling Mountains. But because of a sentence from a certain head of the railway bureau, this train will stay here for ten minutes today.

The platform was crowded with many people. This is something that has never been found in a small station that has been lonely and deserted all year round. In the middle of the crowd was Mr. Hu, who was called "Mom Teacher" by the people of Xiaozhan Station. After more than 30 years of hard work at the railway teaching point of this small mountain station, she was leaving here and returning to the city.

After the car stopped, the conductor opened the door of the sleeper car. The crowd immediately made way for Mr. Hu to get into the car. Surrounded by the stationmaster and the students, she walked to the car, turned around, straightened her silver hair that had been blown away by the mountain wind, and waved goodbye to the people who saw her off again. She said, "Don't be sad, the new teacher will do a better job than me." However, her words did not make the familiar faces in front of her show the slightest relief.

Suddenly, a child cried and shouted, "Teacher Hu, don't go!"

Teacher Hu was already in tears. She felt that she couldn't bear this kind of emotion and scene, so she wanted to go into the carriage. However, when she got into the car, she didn't see clearly, stepped on the air, and almost fell on the elevator. Fortunately, the stationmaster helped her, carried her to the bus, and told her that he had called her classmates at all stations along the way to inform her of her departure.

After the train started, she entered the box arranged for her by the conductor, sat in front of the window, and looked out of the window. The train moved at a rapid pace, and at each station she could see people dressed in regular railway uniforms, solemn and immovable, saluting the moving train. She knew it was the students who were seeing her off. Her heart was touched by a sense of relief that she had never felt before. Suddenly, she remembered that she had forgotten something and told everyone that the new teacher was her beloved daughter.

The scenery is picturesque here, Zhang Baotong

At the fork in the road to the future, you have firmly chosen this path. On the other side of the road, is it a beautiful wind and a winding path, or is it a strong wind and a waning moon, and the bridge is broken by the river? You don't know.

With beautiful ideals, with the outfit of the expedition, the scenery in the forest makes you pleasing to the eye, and your confidence increases dramatically, and voila, what a beautiful scenery!

Walking through the sunshine, walking through the woods, the sky was instantly thundering and lightning. Without the stretching paths, without the umbrellas to shelter from the rain, the vast wilderness was just mud and darkness.

So, you begin to hesitate, frustrated, regretting that you didn't take the path at the fork in the road, where the scenery may be full moon and sunshine.

However, the sun has set yesterday, the lost scenery has passed, and there is no return to the journey of life. You don't have too many choices, you can't hesitate too much, you can only rely on faith to get out of this muddy rain.

Maybe you'll miss a season, maybe you'll lose your way, and you can't help but say to yourself: If you miss the sun, will you lose the moon again?

Maybe there are barren swamps, maybe there are rain, snow, wind and frost, for strong faith, hardship is also a gorgeous scenery. Maybe you're too young and frivolous, maybe you've learned to "appreciate yourself", maybe you've spent too much time, maybe you've used all your strength, maybe you're just a lead-filled boat in the middle of the sea now, where are you going?

Successful podiums have been put on the forerunners, but having a never-defeating character can sometimes be more brilliant than an achievement. If you can't celebrate your success, then toast to your rebelliousness, your quality is a sign of your future success. After a period of life, will you hesitate again?