My New Year's Message Don't be sad when you're white-headed, don't wait
Written by Sun Shuheng.
This year, through the ups and downs, at this time, thousands of miles of ice and snow drifted.
I stand in the depths of the ice and snow of Qingcheng, Moore City.
In the places where many people see, listen to their own hearts, and a hot blood is slowly flowing enthusiastically.
Thousands of converging thoughts look like a car waiting for something in a white driveway.
The snow was quietly melting, without a sound, and I waved my hand at the sun that was fainting in the clouds, as if I was gradually opening a window.
This year, the spring breeze passed, and I entered the second field of my life.
The years are a pig-killing knife, in my forehead "Sichuan" eyebrows deepened a knife, in the dark, fate pointed me to three ways, one is to do nothing at home, leisure and retirement, mixed food and death, no self;
The second is to re-employ, and increase the pressure on myself, and if I can't do it well, it's not appropriate, so I declined.
The third is to be free, give full play to your hobbies, live a calm life, and have dignity.
This gives us a clear direction.
This year, I learned that life is really dramatic, because I don't know when it will appear.
This year, there are fewer and fewer people in contact, friends are becoming more and more exquisite, old colleagues have not forgotten me, the people I love and love me still ask each other for warmth, hot wine and drink, often together is Xiuhua, is a bosom friend, and is a "health doctor", the most frequent is Naiman's house, not just eating and drinking, is a feeling.
This year, I have traveled to several places, and I have returned to my hometown many times, all for the sake of my deceased relatives, and there are fewer and fewer relatives, and the old man is gone, so I have become an old man, and I have become a guest of my hometown.
This year, I wrote down my mood every day and wrote down my delicate feelings of touching life. Write about the hardships of friends, the tempering of brothers, the comfort of emotions, and the joy of harvest. A group of poems "Hometown is the place where my soul is ferried" was launched by the hometown "Naiman Literature". A total of 1,400 articles have been reviewed and published in the old and new editions of "Chinese Writers Network", and 2,183 on-site essays have been launched by individuals.
This year, he was listed in the "Da Shengkui" seminar with 17 articles on his understanding, and he was on the list of the Popular Literature and Art Research Association. "Popular literature and art are always on the road. ”
This year, the major events of the family and the country, the raging virus, have been carried in the past, everything is not confused, and a beautiful transition and turn around have moved me. "There's always one thing that brings tears to my eyes. ”
This year, witnessed in the wind and rain, walking in the ice and snow, no matter how difficult the people, no matter how embarrassed the people have the backbone, Jianhua opened a restaurant for ten years, regardless of profit and loss, just for the word "Naiman", living to stand up to the sky.
This year, I witnessed that Mr. Yang of the branch can gather thousands of troops and horses, lead Mengfen to a step a year, and cross the highlight moment of 500 million in three years, as well as the highlight moment of Hualong in a year, breaking through the 100 million yuan mark, and Ming Zhirong returning to his hometown, "governing through people", and revitalizing the majesty.
This year, I witnessed the release of a new book by an eighty-year-old famous writer, Mr. Haswula, who is not old in literature and is still active in the literary world.
This year, Mr. Wang Xinmin, a famous director who witnessed his peers in the Republic, appealed for himself to direct the business empire "Da Shengkui", and he was still on the way to collect style.
This year, we witnessed a group of popular literature and art experts, scholars, and artists who were talented and energetic, and had a happy time together.
This year has witnessed the granddaughter growing up happily day by day, smart, cute and beautiful, every word is rippling with pure innocence, and the growth of the child is very hard.
In the new year, time is in an unchangeable order, the clock is ticking, there is a new atmosphere, it is the wind and snow that supports me to always move forward, there is no advance or retreat, go forward against the wind and snow.
In the new year, I began to read happily again in the vast literary territory, planting literary roots, encouraging me to be the most worthy of myself, continuing to pass on the inheritance, and nourishing life with literature.
In the new year, we should rejuvenate our years, keep pace with the soul of youth, cross the boundary between youth and old age, rejuvenate the vitality of youth, and self-expectation in our hearts.
In the new year, it is necessary to record the ups and downs of countless individual fates, pursue the truth, praise goodness, present beauty, and record one magnificent story after another.
In the new year, keep the bottom line of kindness, in the complicated world, with compassion, everyone may be weak, and the sense of security and happiness is forever.
In the new year, I want to use the spark of sunshine to light up the bottom of my heart, give birth to light and heat, walk through thousands of rivers and mountains, look up at the sun, moon and stars, and embrace every day happily.
Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, bow deeply to everyone who will never give up, and say: Dear!A cup of tea!Thank you!
Time is not old, we are not separated!
Author's profile: Sun Shuheng, pen name Hengxin Yongzai, a native of Naiman Banner in Inner Mongolia. He is a member of the China Financial Writers Association, a member of the Chinese Essayists Association, a member of the Inner Mongolia Writers Association, a member of the Inner Mongolia Poetry Society, a member of the Western Essayists Association, and a member of the Inner Mongolia Popular Literature and Art Research Association).