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This book mainly collects the author's nearly 130 essays and essays published in newspapers and magazines such as Ningxia Daily, Yinchuan Evening News, Yellow River Literature, Yinchuan Radio and Television News, China Nuclear Industry News, and Family Education Weekly over the past 20 years. It is divided into five series according to the content, namely life insights, memories of past events, landscape feelings, tutoring essays, and enlightenment while reading. The book reflects the author's profound observation of all things in the world, his fond memories of life in his hometown, and his in-depth thinking and unique insights into education, reading, film and television works, etc.

This manuscript is one of eight volumes in the Chinese Qixiang Literature and Art Series. The manuscript catalogs more than ten works related to wolfberry. The work shows the fruitful results of the hard work of the people in the hometown of wolfberry with a rich local flavor, and once again shows the world a wonderful picture of the hometown of wolfberry, expressing the authors' love for Zhongning and wolfberry.

"Music of Music under the Moon" is a collection of essays. The author loves literature and life. She uses delicate writing to record every bit of life, including insights into life, descriptions of life details, narrations of family affection, and observations of flowers and plants... In short, the author's words are full of the joy of life, like willow buds in April, and plum blossoms fragrant in the ice and snow.

This collection of poems is a collection of some of the author's poems included in the prose poetry collection "Spring's Experience" and new poems created later. It records the author's life and thoughts in Guyuan, Jingyuan and then Yinchuan in the form of poetry. The poems are rich in content, have a wide range of themes, and have high aesthetic value. It is a good collection of personal poems.

This book contains a series of seventy articles, most of which originate from the author's famous column of the same name in "Southern Weekend". The author's postscript discusses the beginning and end of the composition in great detail. Most of the time, while serving his mother in her old age, she recalled what she had learned in her life and thought about her late father. The fragments of studying with her father decades ago were still vivid in her mind. They were written at random and connected together. It is a note on the experience of studying and studying, and it is also a fragment of the life of a scholar in troubled times.

Paris, the capital of France, was the largest city in the Western world for nearly 1,000 years and was the largest city in the world (between the 16th and 19th centuries). It is currently one of the most important political and cultural centers in the world. It has a major influence on education, entertainment, fashion, science, media, art and politics. It is considered one of the most important global cities in the world. Generally speaking, it is ranked as the world's four major international cities with Tokyo in Japan, New York in the United States, and London in the United Kingdom.

"Beautiful Chinese Prose" carefully selects classic works by Xu Zhimo, Lu Xun, Xiao Hong, Shi Pingmei, Dai Wangshu, Yu Dafu, Zhou Zuoren, Zhu Ziqing, Xu Dishan, Cai Yuanpei and many other famous writers. From each beautiful article, we can read about the occurrence and disillusionment of emotions, diet and travel. Human interest, cultural observation and value judgment... These classics are either colorful or sophisticated; they are majestic or thoughtful. They reveal true human nature and human feelings between the lines, awaken our souls with highly contagious words, and stimulate our resonance with cordial emotions.

"Osmanthus Fragrance Writers Series" is a set of 8 books, each of which is a collection of works by one author, namely: "The Chain of Life" (a collection of fables and fairy tales) by Chen Furong, "The Origin of Happiness" (a collection of fables and fairy tales) by Chen Furong, "Letter from a Stranger" (a collection of novels) by Chen Minsheng, Ling wrote: "Drunk Books, Drunk Paintings, Drunk Essays" (literary essays), Chen Qinggui wrote: "Eagle Eye Watch" (a collection of essays and essays), Wu Lichuan wrote: "Bad Expression" (a collection of essays and essays), Man Zhen wrote: "I'm a Celebrity" (a collection of novels), and Shi Fei wrote: "A Thousand Mile Donkey" (a collection of painted fables and comics).

This is a travel diary based on time, recording 365 days of travel life of Master J.

Absurdity and truth, cruelty and tenderness. Liu Lang is old, but Taohua still smiles. There is nothing wrong with this world, what is wrong is the red scarf looking for a prescription. The author of this book is a bachelor. I majored in theoretical mathematics as an undergraduate, worked as a security guard, ran a street vendor, ran a sales pitch, and worked as a porter. I did all the proletarian jobs. I was admitted to the School of Liberal Arts and got a master's degree in classical literature. After graduation, I worked as an art artist for a few months, then resigned and returned home to become a pure homebody. The characterizations are all the same, and they are drawn in blank outlines without any background, and they tell the same boring stories. The protagonist's bald head, which is always barren of grass, has been cleansed, but the ever-changing frightened eyes still want to leave.

Absurdity and truth, cruelty and tenderness. Liu Lang is old, but Taohua still smiles. There is nothing wrong with this world, what is wrong is the red scarf looking for a prescription. The author of this book is a bachelor. I majored in theoretical mathematics as an undergraduate, worked as a security guard, ran a street vendor, ran a sales pitch, and worked as a porter. I did all the proletarian jobs. I was admitted to the School of Liberal Arts and got a master's degree in classical literature. After graduation, I worked as an art artist for a few months, then resigned and returned home to become a pure homebody. The characterizations are all the same, and they are drawn in blank outlines without any background, and they tell the same boring stories. The protagonist's bald head, which is always barren of grass, has been cleansed, but the ever-changing frightened eyes still want to leave.

A girl who loves rock and roll in 1994 explores the world, talks about literature and art, loneliness, music, life and death. She feels that this real world is terrible, but we will all fall in love with it. Most of the time in life is dull or even mediocre. Those moments of joy that make you explode or pain that makes you tear apart are actually just insignificant moments. But we rely on those sweetness and bitterness to find a way through the dark river of life.

You can't demand too much from your child, thinking that if you give him the best, he will give you the best life in return. You can't be anxious every time your child faces every difficulty, wishing you could only afford to buy a house in the most expensive school district and have the largest savings to send him to an Ivy League university. Only then will you feel worthy of being a parent. The biggest problem for us as parents is that we want to do the best for our children. Whether it is an illiterate farmer in a mountain village who works all year round, or a drifter in the city who earns tens of thousands a month and speaks English, we seem to be unable to get rid of the bad nature of Chinese parents. If we cannot give our children the best, we will feel guilty for life. In fact, in Chinese education, it is often the mother who cannot be weaned, not the child. So Tan Dun's wife said it well: Be yourself and forget about your children. All the parenting process is to help your children leave you happily.

The Sao world has its own principles, and only develops local poets from Qu Yuan's hometown, and they are peasant poets. A peasant poetry club has had an impact across the country. This is something that the small mountain village of Lepingli is proud of, and it is also something that the farmers in Qu Yuan's hometown are proud of. The Taoist Forum is still developing, with more than 50 members, and a regular printed journal: "Saotan". "Sao Tan" is compiled and printed regularly, collecting the best works of poets. The poetry club was prosperous and the poets were prosperous, and the flowers in the show were blooming and people were watering them. As long as the Sao Tan takes root in the fertile soil of poetry in Quzi's hometown, absorbs folk nourishment, and gets widespread attention and support from society, the flowers of the Sao Tan will bloom forever.

Last night, I made an appointment with Baicao to visit the old bookstall in Xincheng District, and then went to eat at Glasses BBQ. We agreed to meet at Xishu Bookstore next to Ning University at six o'clock. I arrived first and found that Xi Shu Bookstore had many good books. Some monographs on classical literature are well printed and appear generous and confident. Many books made me feel that learning is difficult and requires hard work. It seems that only a monk facing the wall can make it. A book can require a lifetime of work and effort. Learning like this is a daunting path for me. But I also have respect for these scholars. I feel that scholars should be practical and confident, and they really have a side that will not yield to the emperor. I saw several books by Hu Shi, including "Hu Shi's Commentary on a Dream of Red Mansions", "Hu Shi's Commentary on a Poetry a Day", "Hu Shi's Selection of Words", etc., And I couldn't help but admire the former scholar.

Bing Xin is a famous modern and contemporary female writer and children's literature writer in my country. The unique style of her articles was called "Bing Xin Style" by people at the time. It has been loved by readers at home and abroad and has had a wide impact. This book selects some articles about Bing Xin herself from Bing Xin's essays over the years, and reproduces Bing Xin's experience over the past century in chronological order.

This book is a Chinese version of "Meditations". The author spent 20 years writing this collection of aphoristic prose essays, covering many fields such as human beings, society, nature, animals, literature, art, life, gender, and inspiration. The style of the work is humorous and light-hearted. Reading it sometimes makes people smile, and sometimes they turn their heads away in deep thought. The content in this book contains the essence of the author's works published over the years, many of which have been reprinted by many magazines with good reputation and great social influence such as "Reader", as well as many new works that have not been published before.

This book is divided into three parts: "The Figures of the Seniors", which mainly tells the past events of the famous seniors in the Chinese art world and the author; "Inside and Outside the Painting", which mainly talks about the creation and life of the painter; and "Appreciation of the Art Garden", which mainly analyzes the masterpieces of famous artists and includes the author's works on painting and art. The book is plain and interesting, the writing is beautiful, and it is full of interest to read.

Based on "Starlight: Interviews with Outstanding Alumni of Zhejiang University City College", this book continues to collect 50 representative classic cases of outstanding graduates or student groups of Zhejiang University City College over the past 15 years since its establishment. It is a collection of fruitful achievements of the college's educational philosophy of "advocating education based on qualifications and focusing on individual development based on the improvement of students' overall quality."

This book selects and compiles classic beautiful articles published in famous domestic newspapers and periodicals by a number of powerful readers contracted writers. It is divided into 10 themes including wisdom in communication, traces of growth, strength of character, strength in love, tenacity and perseverance, and the fragrance of life. It covers useful interpretations about obtaining happiness, cleansing the soul, overcoming setbacks, and moving towards success.

This winter, Harbin was surprisingly warm. I heard from the old Harbin people who had not yet entered their graves at that time that this kind of weather had happened once in Harbin in the past, but that happened when they were young boys. At that time, they had just arrived in Harbin. At that time, Harbin was still a barren swamp. There are only a few families there, and they are all exiled foreigners and mixed-race people. The roads are impassable, there are swamps everywhere, and people can only walk on wooden trestles. Soon, there were beautiful bungalows, Odessa restaurants, churches, prisons, schools for immigrants, flower shops, butcher shops, coffin shops, immigrant cemeteries, and many ordinary yet unique stories.

Mr. Haruna is gentle and serious, like an obedient but shy big child. But his wife, the writer Yaoko Irie, was the opposite, cheerful and talkative. She told me that last year she published a long historical novel "My Name is Elizabeth - The Life of the Wife of the Emperor of (Puppet) Manchukuo" based on the Wanrong of the Empress of (Puppet) Manchukuo. In less than two years, it was republished ten times and won the 8th Shinda Jiro Prize for Literature. Now I am preparing to write a novel about Puyi's fourth wife, Li Yuqin. I plan to go to Changchun for on-the-spot interviews, hoping to get assistance from the Chinese Writers Association.

In the city of Harbin, if you want to eat old-style wontons, you can only go to Daowai District. Daowai District still stubbornly maintains several small restaurants with local flavor. To be honest, although I have lived in this city for almost half a century, I rarely go outside the road. It was just that during the passionate love period with my first girlfriend, I went to Taoist temples almost every day. My girlfriend's home is on the 27th street outside Daowai. Back then, young lovers were short of money and liked wontons, so they had no choice but to go to a small restaurant like this. Those who eat wontons at "Aunt Jiang's" restaurant are naturally small people, such as workers, clerks, students, etc. The wontons here are very pure, with thin skin, tender fillings, not too big or too small, and are served with a refreshing clear soup, and are made with diced mushrooms, scallops, seaweed, dried shrimps, sea spinach, lean pork shreds, green onions and coriander, and a drizzle of sesame oil, which makes them delicious.

The most touching moments in the world are often short-lived, and the integration of nature and people is equally short-lived. After 5 minutes, it stopped responding and clung tightly to the tree trunk without moving, as if it heard or saw that I was not the same kind. For safety reasons, it is completely transformed into a part of the tree. This is a habit of self-preservation, and they often get by in front of natural enemies. I screamed and screamed for a long time. Likewise, it has thought of itself as a tree for a long time. Finally, I looked at my watch and saw that it had been two hours. I couldn't stand it any longer, so I took a step forward with my camera. It always had its back to me, as if it had eyes on the back of its head. It immediately flapped its wings and took off, landing motionless on a small tree 10 meters away. It's only 10 steps away, why don't you go there? It was clearly trying to lure me back in and use its motionless magic to spend another two hours with me. Only then did I understand that it was really serious. Its chirping was not to express joy, but to alert its partner and attract my attention.

Five not playing: not playing in strong wind or rain, not playing in the dusty market, not playing in the world, not playing in sitting, not playing in clothes. Fourteen Budan: Wind, thunder, cloudy rain, eclipse of the sun and moon, in the court, in the streets, with barbarians, with common people, with merchants, with prostitutes, after drunkenness, after night, wearing different clothes, smelly armpits, making noises, not washing hands or gargling mouth. Fourteen playable pieces: Meeting a close friend, meeting a pleasant person, meeting a Taoist priest, living in a high hall, ascending a pavilion, sitting in an official temple, sitting on a rock, climbing a mountain port, relaxing in an empty valley, swimming in the Mekong, living in a boat, resting under the forest, it is worth the two clear days, when the breeze is bright and the moon is bright.

Start today doing what you love and make more money than you ever thought possible. Six advertising people with a childish heart prepared for a dream of having fun and having fun for 10 years, so they had a house with a mountain on one side and the sea on the other. The sun rose in front of the house and set in the back, and the moon rose on the other side, and then the stars spread out overhead. The old hippie is also a well-educated old man, and a lot of stories can come out with just a flick of his tongue. He opened a "loser's paradise" where the permanent residents are transgender singers, civil servants, rich second-generation people who escaped from the city, and the dog who has been with the owner for nine years. Ami is a righteous and heroic woman who is a professional surfer. She practices surfing hard during the day and transforms into a restaurant proprietress at night. She has both civil and military skills and is very capable.

During the day, going to a cemetery alone is the most exciting thing you can do. Starting from the center of the cemetery, you read the words on the monuments one by one, and gently call out the names of the deceased. You wish there was a ghost sitting next to the tombstone. The soul protects you, the ghost has never been near you, and you have never seen the appearance of a ghost. You have been living in a house with sub-zero ice. Your mother is as thin as a big blade. You wish God would cut off your flesh with a knife and give it to her. The mother's paranoid breath floated in the air in the house, and life became sick. Some people say that a female ghost is haunting you.

It's very simple. Then we face the problem of how to write. I consulted my wife, who was getting ready for bed, and she showed no interest in my writing. She has never been interested in my writing. But my writing is not useless. Because it is very obvious that royalties can be included as an income in life. If I were asked to consider being a great Heaney in a wealthy situation, I would. Of course I am now willing to name the Heaney I love. Because it was from reading Heaney that I learned how to write. But in this article, that's not the point. What's the key? As mentioned before, I have touched on economic issues.

"Our Ancient Taste" is not a report about traditional food, nor does it intend to join the nostalgic fashion trend. It just frankly invites you to think and review with me whether the feelings and aesthetics, fashions and utensils of the past have their necessary spirit and value. The title of "Our Ancient Taste" is "Ancient Taste". In fact, we just hope that everyone can use the topic to talk about "beauty". It is not to turn back time and imitate the ancients, but to realize more clearly that we still have many beautiful things that have been forgotten in the corner. We can carry those subtle emotions and precious spirit into the future years. It neither forgets its roots nor becomes outdated. "Our Ancient Taste": Dong Keping, the food consultant of "A Bite of China" shares his unique emotions for food; a Chinese writer from Hong Kong looks back on the old Hong Kong style; writer Cui Manli's insights into writing, calligraphy and life; Nian, who has been living in Italy all year round Young photographer Shen Baibai's eyes on the exotic atmosphere of Milan; a Bhutanese cultural photographer's discussion of Xuanzang's Thousand Miles Journey; and friends from the 60s, 70s, 80s and 90s share their views on love, family tradition, poetry, opera, time, handicrafts...

This book is a collection of teacher Huang Yufeng's essays and essays. The book consists of six series and one hundred and twenty-two chapters. They are respectively about the author's insights into daily life teaching, introduction to reading methods, views on various educational issues, remarks on social phenomena, commemorations of close friends and teachers, pursuit of art, and a collection of prefaces and postscripts written for others.

After reading this book, you may not understand how to make a cup of fragrant coffee, but you can learn how to open and operate a unique small coffee shop, and build solid confidence in opening a good coffee shop; you may not gain a variety of coffee knowledge, but you can share a simple and happy lifestyle and diverse creative thinking.

Hu Ziwei's first sincere work. The author has a deep respect for words. He claims that he encounters bottlenecks when writing each article and writes from his heart. As soon as each article is published, it becomes a hot topic on the Internet and arouses heated discussion among the people. In "How to Become a Monster", Hu Ziwei talks about how she talks about her relatives and friends like the sister next door, with tenderness and sincerity; "The Best Farewell" tells the story of saying goodbye to Beijing TV Station after 16 years of work. When talking about women, he turns into a poisonous tongue, and if he is not serious in love, he will not become a saha. He hits the nail on the head, poking at the itchy spot makes people laugh and scream, and poking at the sore spot makes people feel ashamed and angry. Pinging operas, books and movies, laughing and scolding, let people see what it means to be responsible, romantic and thoughtful. Xuecun said: Ziwei's articles have responsibility and integrity; they have a romantic attitude, but there is no kitsch... Buried in the rare sharpness of women is still a soft and warm heart. This is the great road. If you follow it with your pen, even stones will blossom.

This book is the author's latest collection of cultural essays, in which the author focuses on contemporary literature and cultural issues in the form of essays. The articles in the book express his thoughts on literary and cultural issues that have attracted widespread attention in contemporary times.

"My Dream Tree Is Full of Flowers" collects the author's fine prose works over the past five years, covering all aspects of his reading, writing, life, travel and friendship. "Life is also a dream tree. We innocently put dreams on it, and those dreams bloom and fall like flowers."

"... The century-old brand "Maozhitang", founded in 1865, adheres to the ancient saying that "medicine is the tea for all diseases, and tea is the medicine for all diseases" (see "Supplementary Materials of Materia Medica"). It is famous for creating "Maozhitang" sweet tea and noon tea. Its medicinal effects of "relieving summer heat, eliminating stagnation and removing dampness" have benefited the people of Guangdong living in a hot and humid climate. Years of continuous development and innovation, "Maozhitang" has developed into a state-owned enterprise integrating the production, sales and scientific research of medicinal tea and drinking tea..." What I describe here is a quote from the explanatory text on the tea packaging; it is not for commercial advertising, but to tell a story about my contemporaries that has been buried in my heart for many years.

In the history of new literature, Xiao Hong is a unique female writer. In her, the creativity of a lower-class woman flourishes. Xiao Hong is essentially a poet, with a heart full of love, warmth, sensitivity and sentimentality. His writing style is full of prose culture, free, casual, frank and natural, and hates dogma. There is no such thing as "style" for her, she just loves to express freely. Almost all of her works are autobiographical and have a strong subjective flavor. Lu Xun once said that in her works, "the northern people's vividness and strength, and their struggle for death are often seen through the back of the paper; the female author's meticulous observation and deviant writing add a lot of brightness and freshness." "Xiao Hong's Prose: Eternal Longing and Pursuit" specially includes some letters and two independent chapters from the novel to show the prose style of Xiao Hong's overall works. Whether fiction or documentary, the underlying theme is: love and freedom.

"A Xun" is a collection of essays by the famous CCTV host Zhu Xun, which records her joyful and tragic memories from going abroad to returning, from a child star to a cleaner, from a flower vase to a leading lady, and from "waiting at sea" to "taking over". Beijing girl Zhu Xun was "electrocuted" at the age of 15. She left Beijing at the age of 17 to study in Japan. After her hard working and studying career ended, she blossomed in NHK and became a mainland Chinese in Japan's mainstream media. More than ten years later, he returned to Beijing. After clearing his record, he auditioned for CCTV and has been working ever since. The whole book "A Xun" uses the names that Zhu Xun was called in each stage of his life as bookmarks of memories, "San'er, Xiaoxiao, A Xun, Mr. Zhu, Zhu Daer, Zhu Shiqi, Xun Baobao, Mrs. Wang... These names are like the sword I have been working on all the way, with the handle hanging above my head." Zhu Xun has experienced the life and death of his relatives, and has gone through illness and suffering again and again. He has been covered with cuts and bruises, but what grows out of the wounds are wings.

Even without the official ban issued by the government, no one settled in Sumer. The settlement ban stipulates that no one can stay in Sumer for more than three months. In fact, people often leave after less than a month, like a circus pulling a big tent, moving to another place to make a living. The houses in Sumer fell with the wind like ant nests and mounds. When the flow of people was small, first-time visitors could not tell that this was Sumer. Most people born in Sumer had no idea what homesickness was. Those who remember the ancient idioms appear in the barren gravel area humming distant tunes, like a pack of wild wolves. They all eventually solved their homesickness problem by hanging themselves. They left behind words such as "Fox Death Head Hill", which people find very novel and strange, like a brand new word.

"This Love Warms the World" writes in prose style the purest family love in the world, with a simple and touching style. Humans are emotional animals, and we cannot live without emotions. Family, friendship and love enrich our lives and beautify our moods.

The author of "Papers Are Short and Love Is Long-Miscellaneous Talks on Letters Culture" was praised by postmen as the "Jinmen Letter Writer" and has compiled a series of essays on letter culture. The book is composed of six parts including "The Hundreds of Fishes and Geese" and "Under the Green Screen Window". It introduces the origin of letters, various examples of letters, common sense of letter writing and other knowledge, history and affairs related to letter culture. It has positive significance for carrying forward excellent traditional culture.

The craziness of society has subsided a little, and the dust has not yet completely settled, and my identity has changed slightly. Looking back later, this small change will be the starting point of another life for me. I rose from the lowest level of civilians to the power sector and entered the people's communes at that time. The small commune was originally nothing worth mentioning. People like to refer to the highest county official as a seventh-grade sesame official. The communes under the jurisdiction of the county level, just like the current towns, can only be called Jiupin Shaliguan. What's more, I'm just a footman whom a ninth-grade official can direct at will. However, the strange current situation gave power special functions. Just now, I was as humble as a grassroots, acting based on the face of the village head. Once I stepped over the threshold, my worth suddenly rose, and the head of the village actually acted based on my face.

The text in this book records my understanding of career and life, and also reflects the trajectory of history and the impact of great changes on human emotions and values. The articles are divided into two categories: literature and theory, titled "The flower of wandering sensibility" and "The rational fruit of thinking" respectively. Maybe the flower is too small, but it is my real realization and joy; maybe the fruit is too bitter, but it is my serious pursuit and exploration.

Huo Huiliang, Han nationality, was born in 1966 in a village called Huojiaji, Jiangtaibao, Xiji County, Ningxia. Graduated from the Chinese Department of Ningxia University in 1989 with a bachelor's degree. After graduation, he was assigned to teach at Xinglong Middle School in Xiji County. At the end of 1994, he was transferred to Guyuan Daily. In 2007, he was transferred to the editorial department of "Shuofang" of Ningxia Federation of Literary and Art Circles and has been working ever since. He began to publish works in the early 1990s, and published more than a million words of various literary works in many publications such as "Chinese Writers", "October", "Times Literature", "Tianjin Literature", "Mountain Flowers", "Shuofang", "Hui Literature" and other publications. Some of his works were selected by "Selected Novels", "Novel Monthly", etc., And were selected into the annual anthology of Chinese novels. The novel won the Ningxia Literature Award three times and the Guyuan City Literature Award three times. Published novel collection "The Language of the Village". This book "Small Voice" contains his literary works, including prose, novels, essays, sketches, reviews and sketches of figures in the art world, a total of 87 articles. "Small Voice" is one of the "Chinese Contemporary Western Literature Library" and is published by Ningxia People's Publishing House.

In the dark tree canopy seven or eight meters away from me, a thick branch suddenly moved, and a ghostly black owl suddenly shot out, floating quickly and silently above my head. At that moment, I had no time to react, not even to be afraid. At that time, it would only be the same, with widened and frightened eyes, watching it under the hood. The terrifying black shadow was like a night demon's kite, the cold wind was silent and sad, and its broad, black wings covered the moon. It stopped three feet above my head, spun quickly, and fell back to the branch on the left. The moonlight clearly outlines its dark outline, which is nearly half a meter long and round and thick, like a large tree tumor. Feint attack. A thought flashed through my mind. At that moment, the whole person was completely unresponsive, like a tightly tied animal. The other party could strike at any part in any way. After recovering for a moment, the second round of attacks came again. It pounced until it was a foot away from my head, then suddenly flew into the air, gathered its wings, and spun away quickly. In an instant, I smelled the slight fishy smell emanating from the feathers on its body. Although it was a feint attack, it was more powerful than last time.

In late June 1958, I transferred from the army and came to Taiyuan City, my second hometown. I reported to the Municipal Personnel Bureau, and the military transfer cadre who received me asked for my opinion on the assigned units. Because I was impacted by the political movement two years ago, I think it was due to working in a school with a lot of intellectuals, and I was eager to change the working environment and nature of work. At that time, the country had begun the Great Leap Forward and the Great Steelmaking Movement, and units in all walks of life were in urgent need of additional personnel. I proposed that I be assigned to work as a worker in Taiyuan Iron and Steel Company. The officer who transferred me to the military office asked me to rest for two weeks and wait for my assignment at home. Before I was assigned a job, I lived at my second brother's house. At that time, the second brother was working for the Shanxi Provincial Highway Bureau, but he still lived in the dormitory of the employees' family members of the North China Engineering Bureau, his original workplace. It is a three-story building newly built after liberation. It is a dormitory for the family members of the bureau's section chiefs and above.

Generally speaking, the Southern Song Dynasty was a weak dynasty, but it was also a dynasty with many heroes. There were always some outstanding figures who knew what they couldn't do but did it and tried their best to defend the dignity of the country, such as Yue Fei, Lu You, Xin Qiji, Chen Liang, etc. Among this series of outstanding figures, the best one was Wen Tianxiang. He proved with his own life: The Song Dynasty can fall, but China will not die! On June 6, 1236 AD (the second day of May in the third year of Emperor Lizong's reign in the Southern Song Dynasty), Wen Tianxiang was born in Fuchuan Town, Luling County, Jizhou, Jiangxi Province (now Futian Town, Qingyuan District, Ji'an City, Jiangxi Province). His father, Wenyi, was a country scholar who read poetry and books. It is speculated that his family should be a middle-class landowner, so he had the financial resources for his father and son to concentrate on their studies. Luling County is a place that has produced "celebrities". Ouyang Xiu, Yang Bangyi, and Hu Quan are all from Luling.

For many years, when the word "Red River" pops up in my mind, I will think of two Red River people: Duan Duan and Lu Ze. In the autumn of 1991, I was transferred from Zhaotong to work in a construction company in Kunming. Lu Ze was my colleague. For a while, we lived in the same dormitory. The business was in recession, and we all dispersed. In order to make a living, he returned to Honghe and engaged in project supervision.

I'm not afraid, what am I afraid of! First, I don't commit corruption; second, I don't corrupt; third, I don't kill people and set fire; fourth, I don't fight for power and gain; fifth, I don't deceive the world, steal fame, and play mahjong. What should I be afraid of? The truth. Seven barrels, play good cards early! What are you doing? Interview? Just tell me publicly, if you want to put a few sentences in front of me, write them, and then sell them to some tabloid to defraud me of a few bucks. When you are short of money, you come to me. I usually hold my head up like a rooster. Why! You tell the truth. I am no different than you. These days... Exchange it! Dog shit (nine tubes). You almost ruined my deck of cards when you spoke. Ninety thousand. Isn't it just playing mahjong? Okay, let me tell you a few words, and I will give you a commission of 10% of the royalties. Did you know that 2008 is the year of Mahjong? Who said that? The chairman said.