When I was very young, I had a writer's dream to write beautiful stories for everyone to see, but gradually my ideals were buried in the rolling red dust, and I had to put down my beloved pen and ink to cope with all kinds of life. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the spring and autumn years of more than 40 years, along the way, I have walked happily and bumpy, and I have walked with high spirits, but also touched my nose and swollen face.

When life encountered a painful disaster, I picked up the pen again and began to think, began to chatter, slowly the thought is maturing, the work is also maturing, looking back on the past few years of life alone, although painful, sad, but I still did not live up to it in ignorance.

Life is not easy, no matter what kind of ups and downs you encounter, you should not live up to the years. I have no regrets about my life!

I applied to join the Writers' Association last year, not for fame and fortune, so I didn't care too much about it, but I am grateful for Director Chang's recommendation and help, and I keep in mind every warm help in my life journey. Then, as always, be kind to others and the world, do everything that should be done well, help others as much as you can, give back to the world with warmth, and start a prairie fire.

Yesterday I told my nephew about my mother, and he said that my mother and his grandmother were the only great women in the world, and of course I understood that I knew my mother before I was an adolescent, and that she was open-minded, tolerant, and kind to me. But my mother's charisma, words and deeds deeply influenced me.

My nephew may be right when he says that I am becoming more and more like my mother. Whether it is to get along harmoniously with outsiders, treat each other sincerely, and not be pretentious, or to treat sentient beings well, to honor my parents and love my juniors, or to be serious in my life and work, from beginning to end, I always think of my mother's teachings.

Empathy, putting yourself in the shoes of others, is the philosophy of life of the mother who does not know a lot of words, she can't say such things, but she does it.

The nephew said: Grandma's teaching of children is the supreme way of Confucius and Mencius, Confucianism that has never been studied, and the highest state of thought, I deeply believe it.

Under the influence of my mother, I have never lost myself, whether it is a happy day of smooth sailing, or a rough life of poverty and whiteness, or the miserable situation after the sky falls, I have worked hard to live in my own world, and strive to live a personal life.

It's not about living for others, it's about living for yourself, and you have to be worthy of this hard-won life.

The membership card of the Writers' Association was passed in September last year, but it has not been taken back, and the writing has been carried out unhurriedly.

Watching 2 million words born in my banging, I still have a sense of accomplishment in my heart, and I may be silently "cultivating" in such a long stream of water for the rest of my life, pouring love, fun, and heart for it, and being happy, pleasant, and reassuring.

Life goes round and round, maybe where you will go, but every day is in self-effort, self-mastery, living the life you like, doing what you like, you are happy!

Although it is no longer a beautiful dream when I was a child, it is worth it to be able to put a lot of thoughts, emotions, and feelings into writing!

Looking at the world, watching the ups and downs, the vicissitudes of the sea, and crying alone......