In fact, Zhang Mian didn't start to panic today, he has been panicking for many days.

I'm afraid that what I write won't satisfy my friends who have always supported me, hurt their hearts, and finally abandon him, everyone's time is precious, even if it's wasted, it doesn't have to be wasted here in Zhang Mian.

Zhang Mian never thought he was talented, but just expressed his thoughts in words, and the meaning of this expression is that someone reads it, and the text that no one reads is a sad thing for the author.

This kind of sadness is not easy to detect, but the gradual process is like Ling Chi.

Books also have life, good books can live for thousands of years or more, and bad books may die as soon as they are born, although it is a pity, but it is also doomed.

In order to make this book live a little longer, while still alive, it can not disappoint you too much when you read it.

Zhang Mian began to pick up the book and read again, in his cognition, after a lot of reading, when he was writing, those beautiful words he could easily come by, reassemble, and continue to move you.

Just like the story of Einstein's three small benches, as soon as you see his words, you will know that Zhang Mian has done his best, and this is all his efforts.

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Change your position today and hope you are satisfied.

Written backwards, like in a movie called "Rejuvenation", the protagonist Benjamin was born like an eighty-year-old man, and then turned on the reverse growth mode. It's a good movie to watch when you have time.

I just came back from duty at the theater, and the play that was staged in the evening was "The Female General of the Yang Family", and I listened to it for a while while while on duty, this troupe from Beijing far surpassed the troupe that Zhang Mian saw in the temple fair in Zhangjiacun when he was a child, regardless of the stage layout and actors.

Mr. Lu Xun has an article called "Social Drama", perhaps many years later, Zhang Mian forgot the scene of the temple fair in his childhood, and the smile and cheek of the actors on the stage tonight became the scene in the "Social Opera" in Zhang Mian's memory, which is also a lucky thing.

Out of the theater, there is the fragrance of magnolia in the air in Shannan.

In fact, Zhang Mian didn't smell it at all, he had severe rhinitis, and he couldn't smell any he pulled.

But the wide leaves of the magnolia on both sides of the theater are really swaying in the wind in the night, and its fragrance must be there, if you pay attention, you will find that what Zhang Mian said is not wrong, which has nothing to do with whether he has rhinitis or not.

He is physically disabled and wants to express beautiful things vividly, such as your focused eyes at this time, like a pool of water in summer, which makes Zhang Mian feel beautiful and makes him feel warm in the cold midnight.

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Zhang Mian misses the years when he grew up in Zhangjia Village, the neighbors are some kind people, they have hearts like gold, and they will definitely lend a helping hand when you need help, which may seem insignificant, but it is very likely that they can give you all they can give you.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, I received a call from a resident of the community, saying that the neighbor's decoration noise was disturbing the people.

Seeing this police situation, Zhang Mian felt very helpless, such a thing can be solved by the property.

What right do we have to ask others to stop the renovation, it is more than two o'clock in the afternoon, not more than two o'clock in the morning.

The police intelligence is an order, and when they arrived at the scene, the caller was a young man with glasses.

"What are you calling us for?" Zhang Mian asked the informant.

"Tell the other person to stop the renovation."

"Under the premise that the environmental protection department has not determined that the sound made by his decoration is noise, now we have no right to force the other party to stop the decoration immediately.

Dozens of minutes later, the property staff of the community cut off the power to his neighbor in accordance with the regulations of the community property, and the purpose of the police was achieved, and it was the community property where he was located that realized his wish.

After going out to the police, Zhang Mian talked to the young man with glasses for a few words.

"Do you know a neighbor?"

"I don't know."

"Do you think that the renovation of his house affects your life, have you ever communicated with each other?"

"No, why should I communicate with him."

"How would you feel if your neighbor called the police and asked the police to deal with something like this while you were renovating?"

"It's going to be uncomfortable." He hesitated for a moment and returned.

"What do you think of the concept of neighbors?"

"If you can get along, the premise is that it can't affect me."

After hearing this, Zhang Mian walked to the police car and waved goodbye to the policeman.

On the way back, Zhang Mian was a little lost, and Zhang Mian had no way to convince himself that this time the police were just a lonely case about the things between neighbors.

He himself has lived in the community for more than three years, and he doesn't know what his neighbors' last names are, and he hasn't spoken a word to them.

What's wrong?

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As soon as he went to work in the morning, Zhang Mian saw Comrade Haiyang, and he was not late today, although he drank a lot of wine last night.

Everyone tacitly knew that this was the last time that Haiyang was on duty in Zhang Mian's group.

Zhang Mian decided that no matter how loud he made playing with his mobile phone, even if he made a deafening snoring in the office during the lunch break, Zhang Mian would smile slightly.

Just like when Zhang Mian went out to work, he thought of the ocean, remembered this boy who smiled honestly, and there was reluctance and warmth in his heart.