Today in 2012, I once again mentioned the pen that had been shelved for more than ten years, and began to write life with a rusty pen, after half a life, I began to experience the ups and downs of life, the psychological process and the face of this cold but warm world, simple and clumsy I began to really know it, the original comfortable, happy, no need to bother the days are gone. www.biquge.info Now, two years have passed, and the original plan was to complete "Life Walking through the Mongolian Plateau" in one year, but I have not been able to complete the manuscript so far, and many times I can't write it, and I can't control my emotions, so I can only go back and revise the previous chapters. But it's going to be done anyway. From one or two thousand words a day at the beginning to seven or eight thousand words now, this is also progress.

September 18, 2014

In this "land" that belongs to me, I just want to record my thoughts and thoughts without scruples, I don't want to think about anything or do anything, just write as I like, some small details of life are just encouragement for myself, in the face of such an empty life, I always have to fill my heart with strength, there is a place to talk and vent, it's as simple as that. I'm just a simple person, I don't want to speculate too much about people's sophistication, I just want to live simply.

Reading, practicing, and learning the piano, this coming winter is spent in such a mood, and you must not let your mood and emotions fall into darkness again!

The most important thing is: I found an outlet, an outlet that can release all the pain and all the grievances, the emotional and ideological struggle of my pen slowly quieted down, thinking never far from me, the original small thinking of the later thinking about life, life, spirit and other grand topics, I saw a lot, but also looked down a lot, became more quiet and indisputable, although not to see through the red dust, but a calm and quiet has been at peace.

The sun shines through the clouds on a hazy day and appears in that sky, the sky that belongs to me.

Autumn feel: dry, sleepy.

Away from the land for so long, the autumn harvest didn't feel at all. Instead, it will feel depressed and desolate. The autumn breeze is whiny, and the autumn is cool.

After a long time, if you still can't see hope, then change the direction;

If you are entangled in your heart, you will choose to let go, and some people, after a long time, but you can't feel sincere, you will choose to leave. One

If you persist in living for a long time and still don't feel happy, then choose to change. Let go of the past and let the heart return to zero......

Nowadays, people do more things to get by, I repeatedly called to communicate, two express mail sent together, but when it arrived, it was only one to take, it seems that these coolies do not use their brains can only buy coolies for a lifetime. In the same way, some people gradually grow up after a period of time, and some people can only stay in the same place forever, which is the result of doing things without care. It's not the difference between who is smart and who is stupid, the difference is that some people do things for themselves, and some people do things for their bosses. Those who do things for themselves can also earn a future for themselves, and those who do things for the boss can only work for a lifetime.

Tashi Dundrup (I couldn't find the lyrics, but I finally found them today)

The clouds of the distant mountains drifted slowly

Nostalgia in the small village is reluctant to leave

It's like your song fills my feelings

With my Gesang flowers blooming quietly

Mountain after mountain, you are a thousand mountains away

Leave me with a good dream of flowers, reluctant to wake up

Even if the moonlight dyed through the long hair

I believe what you said, I'm willing to wait

Those who wait, oh, have a sea in their hearts

The sun is up, oh the moon is setting

I can't stop thinking about it

Only you can understand the heart of waiting

With your love in your heart

I irrigate with my thoughts, irrigate with water, irrigate with my thoughts

In the past few years, memory has been declining, many things have been forgotten in a blink of an eye, and it is even more impossible to remember some knowledge-based things. Yesterday I checked the order number of the express, today I want to see where the itinerary is, I can't find the note that records the tracking number in the bag, and I put it in the bag yesterday! Alas! I am very troubled again, and it is estimated that it is not far from dementia. Quietly thinking back to the single number, I actually remembered !! two ten-digit number series! I actually remembered, the piano has arrived today. Happy, hereby record!

As the backbone or artery of the city, the scientific and practical nature of the street is, in my opinion, far more important than those so-called landmark buildings! If a city does not have decent streets, it is destined to be only a small jasper and not be able to become a beautiful girl.

Nanning's planning is really not flattering, there is not a straight, clear street, all the streets in addition to narrow and turning, how long has Langdong been built? The street is a typical curved, narrow, crowded, chaotic, 200 meters of the street also has a street name, you look for the street name, half foot of the accelerator you have already passed the street. Even the structure of the new area of Fengling in ASEAN has inherited the characteristics of Nanning in the past, and all the streets are winding around. The planning of Wuxiang New District is not bad, but I don't know if the appearance after completion will continue the previous history.

The new district of Hohhot also went to visit, whether it is the overall planning or the specific buildings are tall, and the old city that carries all the emotions of Hohhot people is still the same, walking on the familiar street people will fall into a deep memory. I don't know if a city is sad if it doesn't have the record and imprint of history.

Nanning has made her earth-shaking transformation in the more than ten years since I arrived, and every street scene has taken off her old clothes and changed into new clothes, and you can't find the appearance of the past anywhere. The streets and alleys of Hohhot are still the same, even the Zhaojun Hotel and the buildings facing the Xinhua Square that we have taken pictures have not changed, and the streets are still so horizontal and straight, and they are still the backbone of the city. I never found the familiar feeling of this place of my adopted home, and the city I had been away from for nearly 20 years was still what I remembered.