Rain through the pond and the wind over the willows. Just after dusk. The shadows face the lonely window, the shallow and clear sorrow are approaching, and the eyebrows are faintly gathered between them.
also drunkenly. Everyone walks around the world. I said I didn’t miss you, why tonight, half a poem of double red beans.
—号本語本本本
my son has been working for two years and is a formal employee of a state-owned enterprise. He works in the Yong'an Work Section of Nanchang Railway Bureau of China Railway Group, except for the first insurance of hardware, and his income is 7,200 yuan. A wide range of hobbies, good health, progressive thinking, and sunny and cheerful. In addition to business, I like to play basketball, volleyball, music, and especially flute playing. He is a sunny and warm man with a height of 1.83 meters. But why can't we get married? You can't wait until you are 28 or 29 to get married!
Colleagues, parents, and relatives are concerned about their marriages, and I also hope that he will get married soon. He has been working for two years, and he is very serious and diligent. The work we handle is to be excellent, and we strive to reach a level that is either first or second. He has a heart that embraces the sunshine and always hopes to let his dreams grow wings. He works in the Yong'an Work Section of Nanchang Railway Bureau, and his youth, dreams and love are all tied to the Qianli Railway Line. Working on the railway line under the blue sky and white clouds, he tried hard to let his sweat shine with the crystal sun. He believed that as long as he had sunshine in his heart, his life would shine. He does his own business, sweats, and eats his own food, and does not feel humble or poor. The rails are pens, and the Minjiang is used as ink. He happily wrote the spring and autumn without regrets on the Thousand Mile Railway Line. The world is vast, and the smoke from cooking is the hometown where it rises; when the wind and rain are flowing, the railway tracks are smooth at that time. Although there are three thousand sails and rain, and it is far away from home, it ensures that the two tracks of thunder are 90,000, so that passengers can get home safely. His work is valuable, and he should be a respected person. He should have his own Cui Yingying!
When he entered the railway system, as a father, my thoughts followed him and slowly settled in the mountains, rivers, clouds and river tracks of Fujian, forming a seven-character poem "Sending the Son of the Eternal Announcement", which strengthened his belief in joining the office.
Send your son Yong'an
Looking at the Minjiang River from afar,
Long dragon chants lightly and relaxes.
Hakka Weiqian Township accent is close,
Zouma Tower is wide.
The rosy glow is bright at the rising smoke of the cooking stove, and
The crescent moon is born in the early stages of the stream.
The mountains and flowers are beautiful, and
do not need to be in the village.
I think the work in Fujian produced by Hakka Wei and Zouma Tower is also a happy one. Hakka people are also fellow villagers who leave their hometowns. Not only "the moon is bright in hometown", but the rays of clouds are also bright, Crescent is also beautiful, the stream is gentle and the mountain flowers are bright. I think "you don't need to stay in the village."
Later, when he returned to his hometown to visit his relatives, I wrote another seven-character poem "Looking at Yong'an from afar", which strengthened his idea of loving work.
Looking at Yong'an from afar
Bubble leaning against the blue sky,
Night wind and rain listening to the tide.
Dry autumn houses warm far-off guests,
0,000-mile dragons rise and rise.
Spring tea one leaf of Minjiang River green,
half cup of fragrant tea, clear stream.
Spring stones are warm and clean.
Cuifeng looks slightly drunk and graceful.
I think that Sanming City , Yong'an City, bamboos are so thick, rivers are soup, spring tea leaves make the Minjiang River grow in color, and half a cup of fragrant tea can make the clear stream enchanting. The spring stones are warm, the smoke from cooking is clean, and the green peaks are graceful, making people drunk.
Later, on the Mid-Autumn Festival, I wrote a poem for him for the third time and wrote the third regulated poem "Waiting forever Moonlight Night". I meant to tell him that life is beautiful and people should cherish the present.
Hope for the moonlit night of Yong'an
lucky to enter the world of time, and
dreams will see good luck as the flowers bloom.
The wind caresses the green willows, mountains and rivers smiles, and
The rain moistens the seedlings and the ears grow.
Three autumn osmanthus flowers are drunk on the morning moon, and
Thousands of mountains and maple leaves reflect the scorching sun.
The drizzle conveys poems to a prosperous and elegant atmosphere, and
sends feelings and comforts the distance.
I think it is happiness and luck to enter the world and enjoy the years. Our ideals are blooming with the flowers and are auspicious and beautiful.We can see the wind stroking the green willows and the rain moistening the seedlings, and we can feel the mountains and rivers smiling and the ears of grain growing wildly. These three autumn osmanthus flowers and the maple leaves all over the mountain drunk the morning moon and the scorching sun. Everything is beautiful
The mountains, clouds, rivers, tracks, green willows, ears of grain, Hakka surrounds, Zouma Tower, etc., are all blooming flowers in life, all like beautiful girls, and will bring us good luck. The mountains and rivers are smiling, the ears of the grain are long, and the bamboos are full of magnificent, just like a beautiful girl, shining on the morning moon, enriching the years...
This is happiness, this is health, like bunches of flowers blooming in our hearts.
He is also happy to work. He understood that since he made a regretless choice on the crossroads of life and chose a form of labor, he had to choose a determination to not give up and a motivation to continue to struggle.
My son has been working for two years and has been alone and has not found a partner. He is one of many single colleagues in their unit. Sometimes I wonder, aren’t there many single girls, where have they all gone? Where is my son’s beautiful wife? My relatives and friends may comfort me, saying that my son may have a high opinion of his own. Many girls cannot meet the requirements. Maybe you think girls are too difficult to meet. Girls may think that you don’t pay attention to her. If you stare at me, the girl may also stare at me!
I think it is because their railway workers have too small social circles and don’t have time or opportunity to go out to make friends. They work every day in the railway and work area. They work during the day and guard the work area at night. They only occasionally walk on weekends. That’s really no time. Even if there is a good girl waiting for you in a shopping mall in Sanming , then you have to go out to see it!
I don’t want my son to sit alone between the water and the sky, hoping that the lilac girl and the jasmine girl will arrive. Such a good young man can't be idle like this.
Girls, if you are progressive and upright workers, please extend your diligent and happy hand! My son misses you in the crackling sound of the rails. Whether you come from a blue wave or from the vast wilderness Dailu. Xue Pinggui Wang Baochuan's immortal vow, Zhang Sheng Cui Yingying's immortal marriage is like the aurora shining with light in the North Pole, like the burning sunshine in the East, it will warm the mountains and rivers of millions, illuminate your kind and wise heart, and inspire you to hold hands with integrity, kindness and wisdom, learn to abandon all vanity and exaggeration, learn to keep responsibility, responsibility and sincerity in your heart, and walk into the fireworks of firewood, rice, oil and salt to write a new chapter in your life!
Flowers bloom in spring, flowers bloom in autumn, flowers fall in autumn, and the gorgeous time is cherished; the sunrise is like poetry, the moon returns like songs, the light and shadow of the years, and work hard endlessly. My son continues to draw pictures of the rising sun and setting sun on the Thousand Mile Railway Line. He will visit his only companion in the vast sea of people. It is my son's blessing to get it; if he cannot get it, it is time, fate, and fate has not come.
But he was not discouraged, because no matter how time goes by, no matter how wind and rain intertwine, the charming summer flowers are still exuding fragrance. Cui Yingying, where are you? My son and the spring breeze are not passers-by, and I am willing to join hands with you to capture the galaxy!
