The sky is full of stars, and tonight's night is so beautiful!

I walk on this road almost every day, most of the time at night, why haven't I found such a beautiful night before?

It's no wonder that every time I walk on this road, I either leave home and rush to work, or I get off work and rush home. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info came in a hurry, went in a hurry, even if the stars and moon were in the sky, I didn't have the heart to appreciate it. If it weren't for the broken tire of the bicycle tonight, I could only push it away, and I am afraid that I would not be able to find such a beautiful night. From this, I think that I work hard all day long for my life, and I don't know how many good scenery I have missed.

But what is the way? People, first of all, have to live! Let's just say me, working in a cement factory. Such polluting enterprises can only be built in the suburbs far from urban areas. Our factory is more than 20 kilometers away from the city, and it is more than 40 kilometers to go back and forth every day, and more than 1,000 kilometers in January. Aside from holidays, I have to run more than 10,000 kilometers a year. I have been working in the factory for more than three years, which means that I have run more than 30,000 kilometers. It's almost around the Earth. People think of circumnavigating the globe as a feat. It can be seen that those of us who are running for life can also walk such a long distance...... However, if you don't go around the globe, it won't be a feat. This may be the difference between the great and the ordinary!

It's no wonder that my bike is getting harder and harder to ride, because it does the same heavy lifting as traveling around the globe. Every year, the inner and outer tubes of the bicycle are replaced. It's been changed once this year, and it looks like it's going to have to be changed again.

If every day is as starry as tonight, then run more. But on this road, there are still wind, frost, rain and snow all year round waiting for you. In summer, there is a scorching sun and a heavy downpour. In winter, there are biting cold winds, and heavy snow is obstructing the road. The temperature in spring and autumn is still suitable, but it is inevitable that sometimes the wind and sand are all over the sky, and the wind does not see the day, which makes people unable to distinguish things. From the city to the factory, it is uphill all the way. Near the factory gate, there is a steep slope of one kilometer. People who still climb in good weather are sweating all over, not to mention the bad weather mentioned above, it is difficult to climb up the slope! Sometimes I really feel that I can't support myself, and I really want to lie on the ground and never get up again......

However, the hardship on the road is nothing compared to the hardships we suffered in the factory. My job in the factory is as a grinder in the cement workshop. Responsible for supervising the operation of ball mills for grinding cement. It was a behemoth, more than two meters thick and seven or eight meters long. And it is placed on a concrete pedestal more than one person high. Due to the aging of the equipment and poor management, the leakage of the grinding head of the ball mill is very painful, and it can leak a pile like a hill in half an hour, and it depends on us to watch the grinders clean up.

So, the co-watchman and I had to pull up the flat car every half hour to clean up the spillage. We pulled the spill to the edge of the grinding belt, and then went up to the belt one by one. But while we were cleaning, the grinding head continued to leak, and it took more than an hour to clean up the leakage and the leakage together. And because the dust removal equipment does not work, the place where the grinding head is dusty. After a while, a thick layer of dust will fall on us. Later, as soon as you lower your head, the dust will fall from your head. After working like this for more than an hour, the work is over. And we are soaked with sweat, and the sweat and dust on our faces have become mud. If it is in the summer, the sweat and dust on the work clothes will also become mud, and people will naturally be tired and have a sore back. Leave the grinding head and find a random place to lie down straight. It doesn't matter if the floor is clean or not, because there is no less dust on your body than on the floor. After resting for half an hour, you have to start the next round of cleanup.

That's what I do. My co-workers and I are working day in and day out, and it would be a lie to say that it is not bitter. However, this is nothing compared to the unfair treatment of our workshop director.

Our original workshop director was transferred, and a new workshop director arrived. After a long time, I found that the wages of the other two classes of grinding workers were always dozens of yuan higher than mine per month. I was very unhappy. Once I couldn't help but ask the workshop director: "What's going on?" The workshop director was stunned for a moment, and then grinned: "People still help to repair equipment, and they can cut and weld!" means that I do less work than them. But I don't do much work there than they do? In fact, if he has problems in his class, he often leaves them to my class in a different way. So I said, "I'm also helping to repair the equipment!" In the middle of the ring, he said in his true form: "What does it matter if there is more or less! Who can share so fairly!"

I really fucking want to whip him! Is it because I'm more tolerant, because I'm not willing to fight with others for personal gain, do I deserve to suffer? Sometimes I really hate myself, how can I have such a character? How much injustice I have endured for this character? And it's been there since a very young age.

I remember when I was in the third grade of elementary school. One day, the head teacher called me to the office and asked sharply, "What have you done in the past few days?" He said, "No, I didn't do anything." Unexpectedly, the head teacher was still angry and said fiercely: "No, then you should think about it here." That's it, and he walked away with his textbook.

When the bell rang for class, I was left alone in my office and stood for a whole class. But I still haven't remembered what bad things I've done in the past two days. I just feel aggrieved. Usually I am a good student in the class who studies well and keeps discipline, and I perform well in all aspects. Not to mention the last few days, even since I went to school, I haven't done anything to make the teacher angry.

After class, the teachers returned to the office one after another. Our math teacher saw me standing in the office, very strange, and asked, "What's wrong with you, why are you here?" While crying, he said, "I don't know what's wrong with me, so the head teacher let me stand here." At this time, the head teacher returned. The math teacher asked, "What's wrong with him?" and the head teacher said angrily, "You ask him!" The math teacher looked back at me again. I cried even harder and said, "I didn't do anything!"

The head teacher rushed over and asked, "Do you want to say it?" I simply burst into tears and stopped answering the head teacher's question. The head teacher walked to the door and said, "You cry, you cry, wait for me to call someone, see if you are embarrassed to cry!" The head teacher walked to the door and shouted outside. A few moments later, a student walked in. I saw that it was one of the more acerbic boys in the class.

When the boy came up to him, the head teacher asked, "What do you say he scolded you?" The boy said, "The other day we took the turn to move carbon into the classroom (when I was in elementary school, I used to make a stove for heating in winter), and he scolded me: 'You are also a little fireman.'" "I remember, there was such an incident. But that's also a scolding? It's just a joke. Besides, moving carbon into the classroom is something that every student has to do. I also moved, am I also scolding myself?

The head teacher apparently did not investigate. Hearing the boy say this, he also felt that the situation was not as serious as his mother imagined, and he was half angry, but he still said stiffly: "Have you said it?" I explained: "It's just a joke." In order to continue to protect his own face, the head teacher said bluntly: "Are you kidding? Who is joking with you? You are not allowed to make such jokes with others in the future!" After speaking, let me go back.

But I didn't leave, and I got angry. Because not long ago, this boy scolded me. But I didn't bother with him, and I didn't mind joking with him later. But if he doesn't give up on me for such a joke, then I have to ask for justice. So, I pointed to the boy and said to the head teacher, "He scolded me a few days ago!" The boy immediately panicked and explained, "I didn't!" I told the time, place, the classmates present and what he scolded me, and the boy stopped squeaking.

After that, I looked at the head teacher and waited for her to deal with it. The head teacher seemed very calm at this time, and said to me: "You go back first, and wait for me to investigate and deal with it." "I had to walk out of the office, but I felt very uncomfortable. The boy accused me of scolding him, didn't the head teacher reprimand me before he could ask clearly?

I have been waiting for the result of the homeroom teacher's processing. But until I graduated from elementary school, I didn't wait for the results of the homeroom teacher's treatment. I don't know if the head teacher forgot or if he thought it didn't matter to me if he didn't handle it. Because I don't care about people. But I don't understand, is it because that boy cares about everything, even if he feels that he has suffered a loss, the head teacher will be held accountable? And I can endure and not worry about others, even if I really suffer a loss, can the head teacher ignore it?

It almost became my life prophecy. I have found similar experiences in almost every journey in my life.

After I went to high school, I don't know if it was because I had a low IQ and couldn't accept more advanced knowledge of physics and chemistry, or because I was inspired by my thinking, and I was slow to respond to physics and chemistry. My science grades fell all at once. As a result, I was at the bottom of the class overall. However, my literary history is okay, especially the writing is good. I once gave a speech in my class, and I was applauded by my classmates.

However, when we were sophomores in high school, we changed to a Chinese teacher. The Chinese teacher began to belittle my essay as much as possible, and on the essay I handed in, the teacher only criticized two words: "digression". Even, on my Chinese test paper, these two words were "off topic". But what kind of digression method, the problem is there, and the Chinese teacher will not comment on it. Listening to him talk about the essentials of writing essays in class often coincided with my writing style. I just can't figure out where my article is.

I didn't understand why until I graduated from high school with a digression essay! Maybe this Chinese teacher saw that I was the worst in the class and felt that I was not worthy of writing such a good essay. This may have upset his mental balance. However, the reason why he dared to belittle me so unscrupulously may be because of my tolerance, because of my indifference to others, and because he felt that he was not threatened. Is this really the case with people?.......

Heh - it's finally home. After walking for most of the night, the family fell asleep. I'll wash up and go to sleep. ……

I'm not as sleepy as I was before I got to the chuang, why can't I fall asleep? What...... By the way, I haven't written down the little feelings I realized in the workshop last night.

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I've been writing novels for four or five years, and I haven't achieved anything yet. I don't know when it will be done? My predecessors said that the bench was cold for ten years, and it looked like I would have to sit for at least another five or six years, or even longer......

When I'm done, I probably won't have to be a worker, and I can do the literary work I like. At that time, I can have my own office, my own desk, and a space of my own. When inspiration came, I slumped down on the table and swayed to my heart's content. When there is no inspiration, go to the north and south to collect the wind.......

At that time, it will be time for the lover of my dreams to come to my side. I should have my own home, too. Home is a good place, no matter how much wind and waves you encounter outside, as long as you can come back and have a warm home, that little wind and waves are nothing!

What should my dream lover look like? First of all, of course, it must be beautiful, and then it must be cultivated. No, it should be cultivated first, and it should also be beautiful. It is necessary to have a kind heart, a gentle character and a dignified and elegant appearance. Don't pretend, don't pretend, dare to love and hate, and confess sincerely. No chatter, no selfishness and narrow-mindedness. It will never be because of the poverty of the spiritual world that zhan has a special desire to be particularly strong. She must understand that true happiness is spiritual happiness, she must understand that the greatest freedom is the freedom of the heart, and she must understand that love is to give and not to take.

We don't courtship the earth-shattering, the ups and downs. I prefer it to be plain and have a long aftertaste. We will love and love until we turn white for eternity....... and there will be no twists and turns in between? It is unlikely. Home is not a paradise. Even if it is, there are no outsiders who break in and disturb the peaceful life?

Maybe one day, a girl who loves literature comes to me with a novel that she has written, and when I have read her novel, I will give her an analysis and correction......

Since then, she has been coming often. When I come, I don't sit mechanically, and I always take the initiative to do something for me. Tidy up your desk, organize your manuscripts, etc. Our relationship became intimate before we knew it. After a long time, there were rumors in the crowd. When it reached my ears, I was also shocked. I thought to myself, "Do I have feelings that I shouldn't have?" Isn't it dangerous to let them develop?

One day the girl came again. Seeing that my desk was very messy, he started to help me tidy up. I stretched out my hand to stop me and said, "You don't care about this in the future, just sit down when you come." She asked, "Why, teacher?" Yes, she called me teacher, what should I call her? That's right, it's called Zhenzhen.

I said, "Really, why do you bother you all the time? You're here to learn to write, not to do this." Zhenzhen said, "It's out of the way, teacher." I just did it. I said, "You're going to misunderstand people by doing that." Zhenzhen asked, "What is the misunderstanding?" I was speechless. After a pause, he really said, "Actually, others didn't misunderstand." I said, "But, really, I'm married." And I have a good relationship with my wife!" I raised my head suddenly, looked straight at me and said, "Teacher, who do you think of me? Do you want to intervene in someone else's marriage?" I said, "I didn't mean that." "Then what do you mean?" and I was speechless again. Zhenzhen asked, "What do you think I'm going to do? Conquer you first, and then haunt you." Keeping you from coming home all day long. Or come home and get into a fight with your wife and get a divorce. Does she love you? She loves herself! She just wants to get her hands on what she likes, where do you think about it?"

After a long time, Zhenzhen said, "Yes, teacher, I love you! But does love have to be long-lasting? As long as a person can find someone worthy of her love, and has indeed loved her." And the person she loves also really loves her, genuinely cares about her, loves her, and that's enough. If one day they are separated from each other, and they can still remember each other in their hearts, wouldn't it be more gratifying than staying together?"

Oh, why do I think it's wrong? Just love, just remember, no? There are not decades left in life. People should not only pursue true love, but also strive to make their lives beautiful. Love is over once, this is just the nonsense of those who do what they want.

The story was problematic from the start. I let a girl intervene in my life so easily. When the girl was moved by her true feelings, I wanted to turn her away in order to show my innocence. Who am I...... We are not immortals who do not eat the fireworks of the world. It's actually normal to have feelings of affection for someone of the opposite sex other than your partner. However, a rational and responsible person should be affectionate and polite. Since this kind of love cannot be combined, then we will bury it in the bottom of our hearts and not say it.

…… If there is a person of the opposite sex other than my wife who wants to intrude into my emotional world, it is unless she has a special relationship with me. Then she should have a special life experience. She should have gone through the ordeal of life and death. She shouldn't live in the hinterland like me, she should live in some city on the coast. She should be very intelligent, with some kind of superhuman talent. She should already have a boyfriend.......