In these nearly ten days, we helped each other and spoke freely. Although we sometimes feel that we have left them, fortunately, we will eventually return to the organization. Now I feel that our team members have our unique way of getting along. There will always be one or two elicitors in each team, but everyone in our logistics team has the potential to be an elicitor. Both Xiao Hai, who has been holding a mobile phone, and Xiao Guo, who is happy to cut meat, are not short of ridicule, but this afternoon they had a big fight to catch mice.
First, Comrade Guo found a mouse, and then he chased it. As a result, he didn't know how to fight, so he hit two mice. In a particularly funny remark, Comrade Xiaoguo held a broom in one hand and a mop in the other, waved his hands like cooking and threw the mouse over and over several times. Finally, the mouse was overwhelmed and fainted. However, the final outcome is still very happy, because Xiaohai later joined the battle to catch mice, and finally they caught two unconscious mice.
Of course, this is not the funniest thing, just an episode in a day, but I believe that these days we have experienced will leave traces in our hearts. Even if we leave here in two days, I believe we will meet again when we get back to school, and we still have a chance to chat. However, I am still disappointed. After all, everyone has their own things to do and lives in the future, and there may not be many opportunities to get together again. So because of this, we should cherish the rest of our lives.
Countdown Prose 2 has entered the countdown stage of college entrance examination in a blink of an eye. Unconsciously, I have been getting farther and farther away from the word college entrance examination. I still remember the ups and downs of the countdown from three digits to two digits, then to one digit, and finally to zero, which have become indelible memories of my life.
In the classroom, everyone is flooded with books and questions, and their faces lose their smiles, as if there are only two words left in life: review. The nerves that have been tense will be slightly relaxed when they leave the classroom. Sometimes I see the students in Grade One and Grade Two chatting and playing happily during recess, and I feel helpless to go back to the past, but I have to go back to reality. I can only comfort myself. I survived these three months and I was free.
At that time, the college entrance examination became the key word of life. Whether in class or eating, at school or at home, or even when sleeping, this word will appear frequently. I used to hate this word. Because of it, I had to study hard in the best years and give up all my happiness just for that short exam. People around me, including myself, are desperately putting pressure on me. It seems that everyone agrees that as long as there is pressure, they will succeed.
The number on the countdown is being subtracted every day, and the number with no specific meaning becomes extremely heavy after being given the word college entrance examination. Once, every time I finished a set of papers, I would look up at the countdown on the wall, because I was afraid that time would suddenly accelerate. Before I was ready, I rang the bell of the exam, which made me walk into the examination room that decided my life with trepidation.
When the number on the countdown turns to zero, I have a relaxed feeling, because everything is coming to an end, all the efforts have been paid, and the rest will follow. When I leave the examination room, school and university, there will always be a countdown to the college entrance examination in my memory. Those numbers that decrease by one every day support me, and let me walk this road in tension and expectation to meet a new journey.
Countdown Prose 3 Love is an hour hand,
Friendship is the minute hand,
Every second you walk,
All point to sweetness ...
The blender is spinning.
Sanyuan completely fell in love with this huge snail-like mixer. Although the sound of the mixer is sharp and harsh, and a little mortar is often splashed on Sanyuan's black and red face and exposed belly, Sanyuan still thinks that the mixer is as obedient as his own big cow: let it eat, let it turn and let it stop.
Sanyuan thinks that as long as you take good care of the blender, it will listen to your orders and work hard.
There is a wicker pillar on the left side of the blender. When the construction site started in spring, everyone randomly inserted a willow when installing the mixer. It's summer now, and the tip of the willow has actually pulled out a few branches, giving birth to green shoots, which should be regarded as a willow. There is a blackboard hanging on the willow tree, and an eye-catching word is written on the blackboard: 120 days before the project is completed.
At the bottom of the blackboard, there is a line of small print: I will get married in Sanyuan in 30 days. Other people on the construction site may not know the fine print except Sanyuan, because they don't care at all and can't read it clearly. This is the secret of Sanyuan, and it is also the happiness that Sanyuan can't hide. Looking at this line, Sanyuan often laughs for no reason. The ever-changing number, like a match, shines in his eyes again and again.
Sanyuan's object name is Qin Liu, who was introduced by the village matchmaker during the Chinese New Year. Sometimes Sanyuan tries to remember Qin Liu, but she can't remember. Actually, it's not ternary's fault. They have only met three times. Sanyuan came to work in the city, and Qin Liu sent him to the station. It was the sixteenth day of the first month, and it was terribly cold. Qin Liu's hands were red with cold. A few times, Sanyuan wanted to hold Qin Liu's hand. One is to warm her hand, and the other is that two people can hold hands. Sanyuan just thought so, and didn't pull it. Now Sanyuan remembers how regretful she is. He really can't figure out what it's like to hold Qin Liu's hand. He wants to hold Qin Liu's hand every day after marriage. ...
There is a supermarket opposite the construction site. Sanyuan took a fancy to a towel quilt in the supermarket, pink with some dark flowers and a pattern of Yuanyang playing in the water. Sanyuan thinks, will Qin Liu like this towel quilt? He thinks Qin Liu will like it. Thinking about thinking about three yuan is red. The things in the city are good and the things in the city are expensive. A towel quilt costs more than 300 yuan, and two goats are also worth it. But Sanyuan has made up his mind. He is selling abandoned cement bags on the construction site. When he goes home to get married, he must bring this towel and quilt back.
The number below the blackboard is getting smaller and smaller every day in the expectation of Sanyuan, and the wedding day of Sanyuan is coming.
That day, Sanyuan carried 300 yuan in a cement bag and rushed to the opposite supermarket like a gust of wind. When he opened the glass door of the supermarket, Sanyuan couldn't help looking back: the mixer was still rotating like a snail, and his friends were still pushing sand with stones as usual. Sanyuan heard the noise of the mixer, and the partners were still shouting their songs. ...
When he came out of the supermarket, Sanyuan was carrying a roast chicken, two dried salted ducks and three fried fish in his left hand and a bundle of sorghum in his right hand. Actually, Sanyuan changed her mind only when she saw the huge wine bottle at the entrance of the supermarket. Sanyuan blushed like a child who did something wrong. He was thinking, why not invite his brothers for a drink at this time?
That night, the smell of kaoliang spirit rippled in the air, and friends guessed that the voice of fists shouted all over the construction site. Everyone said that the wedding reception was not intoxicating, but in fact everyone was drunk. Someone asked Sanyuan if your daughter-in-law was good-looking, Sanyuan said it was good-looking, and others said that your daughter-in-law was good-looking, so show it to everyone. Sanyuan said that I took half a month off this time and brought my daughter-in-law to the construction site after I got married, so that everyone could have a good look for two days. ...
On the third day, Sanyuan got on the train surrounded by friends. Sanyuan doesn't know yet. There is a pink towel quilt in her luggage. Sanyuan doesn't even know that the small print under the blackboard at the construction site has now become a striking big word: 15 days before Sanyuan returns to the construction site.
Countdown Prose 4 is to write the opening report. I was tired and had no idea, so I went to my cabin to seek some safety. My hope faded away, and the countdown never stopped. The hope in my heart gradually faded away, but the countdown pointer never stopped. Hope is a wonderful thing, which can make a person forget himself, believe in himself and wait for himself. I gave myself too much hope before. When I walked on, I found that the original hope was too far away from me. I couldn't reach out and touch its skin, but I thought I was in it, which was a bit silly.
At this moment, I can't find a reason to give myself hope. Being ignored, forgotten and hurt, I want to smile happily at my God. God says that God is helpless, and I hope that I can't help being forced. I said I had a broken heart and I couldn't clean it. I hate my heart because my heart is incomplete. Why should I get black and blue for something that can't be undone? At the beginning, I reported pain. I only knew what pain was before, but now I find that pain is more painful. I seek asylum, but I don't want to be betrayed. I am running alone in the rain, trying to kill myself, knock myself down and forget myself. Sometimes I hit myself. If I really hit myself, my parents will be very distressed when they know. I have never been beaten and rarely scolded since I was a child, but I am cruel to myself when I grow up. But I don't feel pain when I hit myself. Maybe this kind of pain is much worse than heartache, so no matter how hard I hit myself, I still can't wake up and stand up. My god asked me why I was not confident. Whether I understand it correctly or not, I just want to say that confidence has already abandoned me, abandoned me, and is no longer my me.
I remember saying before that I was a hedgehog with all the thorns removed, just to get close to my hope, but when I endured great pain, my hope was ready to abandon me. Who likes hedgehogs without thorns? Where can hedgehogs find confidence? Really don't understand, don't understand, don't understand, don't understand at all. I can't write any more, tears just can't stop flowing downwards, I can't catch hope, I can't stop counting down, what can I do? God, please help me, even if you drive me into a hopeless situation, don't let my soul wander in the air again. I really have no strength. I have exhausted my inner strength.
Countdown Prose 5: A little mood, a little words, leaving my memory of youth countdown.
Today, she told me that you are not the person I know. ...
I'm sorry that this is me. I show it to you because I'm familiar with it, but if I hate it, just tell me, and I'll keep going and never look back.
I will strive to grow up and become the person I love more.
It's a little noisy, but I can't sleep after all.
When will a quiet person like me become a little crazy because of the years? Once upon a time, I also spread my wound in front of my best friend, hoping to get a little comfort, but only got a dirty look and added "busybody!" Where is it so painful, pretend to be you! " So I learned to add a protective color to myself and cover up my unhappiness with happiness. Will one day I am on the verge of despair but still laugh at you, even if there is no me in the world for the next second?
You smile in the sun, but I am entangled in loneliness, tears have nowhere to escape, and you still can't give me the hug I want. Years are so beautiful, she is better than me after all. Let me give you a smile and erase all the noise. Actually, I'm fine. It's just that sand passes by and there is some light under the eyes.
You said I lied to you. But in fact, I didn't do anything, just say hello to you occasionally and talk about the past and the present. I dare not talk about the future with you. You may not come to my future, and there is no me in your future. When did our seven-year relationship gradually fall apart and disappear in a hurry?
Life is not too demanding, I just hope there is a small corner where I can scar and cocoon alone. If someone is going to invade, I will keep me alive with all the beliefs that defend this last support. There were only two results: 1 was breached and I died. I didn't break through, so I went with the flow.
I'm not afraid of others crying in front of me. At most, I'm at a loss.
I am most afraid of others laughing hard in front of me, but there is sadness under my eyes, because birds of a feather flock together.
Say goodbye to my former friends. I want to learn to be happy!
Countdown Prose 6 The sound of birds screaming came from outside the window. I woke up from a big dream. It turns out that I am already a junior high school student who is about to face the senior high school entrance examination. In the struggle and struggle, I have to accept this reality. Is it sad or happy?
Sadness.
Yesterday's beauty has passed, and I stand at the intersection of catching up with the future or catching up with the past. In the past, I had the purest self and the most carefree self. In the future, I don't know what I will be. Is it more sad or happier? There's no way to know.
In the end, I kept looking back as I slowly moved forward in fear.
I'm scared and helpless, because I don't know what my ending will be. I'm afraid I can't do well in quizzes, monthly exams and senior high school exams. Afraid of all the unpredictable things.
Yes, I am so timid. ......
But it seems that only by studying hard and making yourself a better self can we face all this?
Now, at this moment, start chasing your dreams.
Countdown seconds ... 294 days.
Countdown Prose 7 If one day, life entered the countdown, what would you do? What would you think? What would you do? What would you say? What are your unfulfilled wishes? What can you do that people can't let go of? How would you interpret your wonderful farewell?
Maybe you think all this will be so far away from you, maybe you think this proposition is too heavy, but in fact, life is a dying existence, and death is also the most ruthless partner, which will accompany us all our lives, suddenly attack you when you are caught off guard, and rarely issue accurate warnings. When we praise the beauty of life and the vitality of youth, we are actually affirming the process of death and the rationality of aging. Facing the cruel reality that our life has a limit, no matter whether we are old or young, we must face its demands directly. What would you do if life entered the countdown?
Maybe you will cry, maybe you will lament the injustice of fate, maybe you will fall into deep despair, maybe you will be unable to extricate yourself, maybe you will accept it calmly, maybe you will laugh it off, maybe you will turn a deaf ear, maybe you will collapse, maybe you will be hysterical, maybe you will. ...
All kinds of possibilities, all kinds of guesses, what would you do if life entered the countdown?
Maybe I'll think. It's no use complaining about the injustice of fate. Hysteria, facing collapse, will only accelerate your progress. I think I will rearrange the most important things in my life, such as family, affection, friendship, dreams, and those who can leave no regrets.
If life enters the countdown, you will sincerely feel the value of life. When you see a little girl you don't know on the road, you will even have tears in your eyes, because she will remind you of your children. Because of her, you will touch so much of your maternal tenderness. Spend more time with your children. If you love her, put down your online time, put down the work you are doing, put down the housework you can never finish, spend more time with your children, kiss them and take care of them.
If life enters the countdown, try to take time out to see mom and dad, pat them on the back, do some housework for them, chat with them more, listen to them talk about the past, listen to them talk about their childhood, listen to them talk about their glory and success, and say to them: "Dad, I love you, thank you for everything you have done for me; Mom, I love you. Although I seldom say such things to you, I always know that I love you deeply. " Give them a big hug with your heart, and the warmth in their arms will light up your heart.
If life enters the countdown, face our other half, face the person who promised to be together for life, spend more time with him, love him in the way he likes, love him wholeheartedly, don't just hold hands when you can hug, don't let go when you can hold hands, don't care when you can tolerate, don't give up when you can fall in love, and don't get angry when you can relax. Don't put your hands in your pockets when you can lock your fingers, and don't take a one-way street when you can stand side by side. Cherish every minute of being together, every dawn and night!
If life enters the countdown, for your friends, those who accompany you through the ups and downs, smile, pay or pay, bless or bless, there will be no more demands and expectations. If we meet less, we will have more flowers to add to the icing on the cake, and it will be even more obligatory to send charcoal in the snow. My friends will decorate my bright colors all the way, and remember all the concerns and concerns.
If life enters the countdown, for your work, for those colleagues who spend almost half the time with you, whether they are fighting or quarrelling, laughing or laughing, or crazy or having fun, look at them more, look at those vivid faces and listen to those familiar voices. Someone once said that monks ring the bell every day, but since it is a bell, ring the bell, louder, louder.
If life enters the countdown, think about how many unfulfilled dreams you still have, places you haven't been to, scenery you haven't seen, people who haven't had time to say sorry, and friends who are far away from home who haven't thanked you in person, then do it, so that such regrets are less and less!
If life enters the countdown, do all the things you want to do but don't have time to do, spend some time with those who want to spend time with but don't have time to spend, say what you don't have time to say, take out those dreams that have been hidden in your heart for a long time, and do well!
If life enters the countdown, the sky is still blue, the sea is still blue, the grass is still green, the flowers are still fragrant, and the crowd is still lovely! Be kind to everyone, be kind to every day, even a flower, even a tree, even a kitten and puppy, you have enough reason to smile at it.
If life enters the countdown, please be more persistent, more determined, cherish life, explore the light, cherish the warmth of the world and care for the soul, which are enough for us to defend.
If life enters the countdown and gives meaning to every day, then every day will be the anniversary of life.
Dear, if life enters the countdown, what about you?
Countdown Prose 8 Time goes by and youth grows old. Almost two years have passed since that most innocent age. In the past two years, I have experienced many changes, learned a lot about people and things, and learned about myself. I have really matured a lot, although sometimes I care about the gains and losses in the search.
Life is counting down from the beginning. Don't let unnecessary trifles consume limited living fuel.
You can choose to leave. There's no need to pretend to be strong with me. Your heart hurts just as much, doesn't it? You think you're something, don't you? No, you are wrong. When you choose to pretend to be strong, you have already lost!
For feelings, I didn't grasp them delicately enough, thinking that love is always simple, and then I stubbornly went to the other extreme, thinking that love is just a superstructure built by the economic foundation. In fact, I have done some thinking on this issue before. Today, I just finished watching Love Call Transfer 2, and I came to talk to myself calmly about some topics about love.
A glass of clear water, constantly shaking, will not clear love words.
For the people on the top floor, the author still wants to say that even if the years pass, we should still live well, try to have fun and let love surround us forever. Bless everyone, whether you are on the way to the building or struggling in the middle level, I hope you can be happy ~
It is said that the inner struggle of people in the besieged city is unknown. In the eyes of others, walking to the top floor of the building is a kind of success and happiness, but only those who are in it can appreciate the taste. But that's life. Everyone has his own unknown inner world. No matter which floor of the building he is on, he will live happily.
You can bet on anything, but love can't. There will never be a winner in the bet of love!
Even if I die of heartache at this moment, I will not give up being with you, because I am not wrong. Even if you leave now, I won't compromise. I told myself that it was time to be myself! ! !
People who really know how to smile are always easier to get more opportunities than others.
When you want to cry without tears, when tears overflow your eyes, you should pretend to be strong and find yourself a reason to cry. What kind of pain is it? It's not that I forgot how to cry, it's because I can't find a reason to cry, and it's because I don't want to leave my remaining pride and dignity behind!
Sometimes life is really ironic. One minute it's a pledge of eternal love, and the next moment it's a stranger!
Well, let's put aside all secular and pure reason and logic and return to love itself. Only everyone knows what they want. A glass of wine, two lines of poetry, plum blossoms outside the window and red crisp hands may be my ideal life.
Love is always more beautiful than reality, so is meeting and farewell.
Life itself is simple, but it is complicated by excessive civilization. Sometimes we often don't know what we really want, just follow the pace of the public and let ourselves fall into infinite carnival and worship of the world.
How much love can be repeated, how many people can wait, and if they miss it, they are nothing. After crossing the sea, there is no waiting and no chance to come back. ......
When I repeat it monotonously every day, I still think of the world outside the window. I like the most beautiful pictures on the earth, both natural and human. When the mask of affectation and hypocrisy becomes a normal state, I often lose the ability of self-reflection, and so do I.
In fact, there is no "pride" and "dignity" in love. From the moment you choose love, you should put away your pride and dignity. Only in this way can love last, otherwise, you will only be black and blue! Classic love quotes
I am a person who pursues romance and aesthetics. Although I look a little decadent and depressed now, it may be due to the environment or the mentality, so I don't want to study it further. But I finally know what I care about. Maybe one day I will give myself a shiny face.
That's it, that's it, that's it. When I saw you one day, there was no hate in my heart. Should I thank you? Thank you for letting me finally make it a "positive result"!
Perhaps, people are always like this. After getting something, they will not cherish it so much. Marriage is a commitment and a responsibility. Life is trivial and helpless. You cannot deny the sweetness of the past. Life needs to be discovered constantly, and happiness is what we are looking for ourselves. Try to find, find happiness, make life taste, continue to keep the sweetness of love, and don't let love slip away quietly because of years.
Knowing you, I no longer believe in what is forever! Because there is no such word in your life dictionary, there are only "always selfish and overbearing" and your great "inexplicable" in your dictionary!
How to consolidate one's marriage, make marriage more stable, family more harmonious and life better has become a major course for such a group that is already at the top of the building. As the saying goes, "a hundred years of boat crossing, a thousand years of pillow sleep." How difficult it is for two people to get to know each other at first, fall in love with each other later, and then decide to get married hand in hand.