In a flash, it has been almost five months since the Spring Festival.

From this point of view, I have been squatting at home for half a year since I returned home a year ago. Why don’t I seem to feel it?

Unprecedented leisure years, living a leisurely life at home every day, sipping some wine in the evening, there are a lot of wine bottles gathered together, a year's time disappeared in front of the drunken eyes Half of it.

When I first saw the title of the essay "My First Half of the Year", I was very dissatisfied. In my heart, I did not admit that the first half of the year had been wasted. I always thought that a year was still too early. Self-deception.

Getting up early has become a habit for me. As for the effects and results of getting up early, it is like the moon in the mirror, with only a different concept of time.

Transforming from a night owl to a morning person is a difficult transition.

At first I was not used to it, because the fragrance of dreams in the morning was an irresistible temptation, and the tossing and untiring sleeping position before twelve o'clock at night was a kind of deep torture.

After reading many writing experiences, they all say that getting up early is beneficial and harmless. Morning is the time when the brain is most awake. Get up at this time, think about nothing, don’t read anything, just concentrate on writing, no matter what you write, just write according to your temper.

Having said that, it is very difficult to do it. Because I couldn't sleep at night, I inevitably felt sleepy and confused when I woke up early. Because this was a good time to dream, but I was forced to sit at the desk. I had no choice but to have a cup of strong tea, which gradually drove away the sleepiness in my mind.

I don’t know how those people who get up early to write at three or four o’clock every day do it. There are many of these people (such as Teacher Jiang Kunyuan). Maybe we novices are not good enough to write with everyone. In comparison, Dong Shi's imitation can only be regarded as a childish imitation.

According to the practice of previous years, you can’t stay at home for long after the Spring Festival. When you return to work, you should do whatever you have to do. Write down what you feel and record it, and repeat the monotonous daily routine every day.

This year is different. It’s hard to be boring because there is no central support like work. After the Spring Festival, we were basically stuck at home and not allowed to go out. When the local epidemic was over and we no longer needed to wear masks on the streets, the prevention and control situation in Beijing became serious again.

Residential communities in Beijing do not allow outsiders to enter or exit, and the prescribed epidemic prevention and control systems are strictly implemented. The decoration industry I am engaged in has not yet reached the standard of free entry and exit into the community. Workers are not allowed to enter the community for construction, so we can only stay at home and wait for notification that work can start.

As a result, I spend more and more time at home. I always feel that I will go to Beijing soon, but I always fail to do so. After a few such wanderings, half a year slipped quietly through my fingers.

I want to read a book, and it is really difficult to finish reading the "Castle" I brought back from Beijing. I bought this book out of curiosity when I was in Beijing. I opened it and read a few pages, but I couldn't read it. I was confused and didn't know what it said, so I wanted to take it home and read it when I had time.

Well, I took it to the hospital when my mother was in the hospital, flipped through a few pages without knowing what to say, and then brought it back to my hometown. When I wanted to read it, I picked it up and read a few more pages, but in the end I couldn't stand it anymore, and I read less than half of it at most. Now it is left on the bookcase in my hometown, and it may take several years to read it all.

I want to write something, but I just can’t calm down. I don't know what the reason is, maybe there is no reason, it's just a waste of time.

The above is updated daily for the time being, but sometimes I only write down a few hundred words. Originally I write very slowly, and I am not as quick as others who can write a complete article in an hour.

If I really want to say that I gained something, I got some books from several local provincial member writers.

I only occasionally chatted with these writers on WeChat. The real meeting was at the 20th anniversary celebration of Tongcheng.com. I had the chance to meet Teacher Wang Fuyuan, Sister Kaixin (Teacher Pan Aiya), and Teacher Ye Bing.

In the following months, I met Teacher Chen Jun, Teacher Guang Qijun, and Teacher Luo Qiujuan.

Teacher Wang Fuyuan is a comrade with a relative of mine. We became familiar with each other after being introduced by *** friends who liked him in the circle of friends.

I knew that he had published a book called "Tongzi Blossoms Blooming", so I asked him shamelessly. He said that a small part of the book had been sold, and most of it had been given away. I didn't have a copy at home. . Later, someone asked him for it just like me, so I could only express my regret.

I also met teacher Pan Aiya at a Tongwang party. As an internet celebrity in the Anqing cultural circle in recent years, Sister Kaixin was welcomed by many people at the scene. I also talked to my eldest sister about her "Collection of Pan Aiya's Short Stories". She said that if you have time, come to me and I will give you a copy. It was so smooth and unexpected.

Teacher Pan Aiya started writing after her retirement. She has published a collection of essays "Happy Collection" in the early stage, and this collection of novels was recently published in October 2019. A few days later, I went to the address she gave me, a self-built three-story building with a small courtyard. Even though it was winter, the fragrance of flowers filling the courtyard could not be concealed. I got this book as I wished. "Collection of Pan Aiya's Short Stories".

At the Tongwang party, we also got a copy of "The Story of a Storyteller" signed by Mr. Cao Peng, which recalled his own youth, how he loved writing, and how he was wronged* Bend until it is normal. The old man could actually remember events from decades ago so clearly.

I usually consider myself a lover of local literature, but the words I write are bland and lacking in background. But I know that local writer Wang Xingwang is a true master of local writing and an idol that I can't even hope to match.

I was bored at home, and suddenly I remembered and tentatively sent a message to Teacher Wang. Unexpectedly, the teacher replied quickly and said that he would bring me a book when he arrived at Chengguan one day. .

Teacher Wang is doing business in Xindu Town, so he only comes to Chengguan when he has something to do. Just a few days later, I received this copy of "Tian Soul" signed by the teacher, and I was extremely happy.

This book is a collection of essays by Mr. Wang Xingwang that have been published in newspapers and periodicals from various places in recent years. I picked it up and flipped through a few articles. Although they were about ordinary things, the jumps between the lines were so vivid and vivid that I admired them so much.

I once wrote an article about Chinese tallow trees in late autumn. I also know that Mr. Chen Jun wrote a book called "The Wind Blowing Chinese tallow trees", but I have never seen it, and I still feel sad about it. I really want to read this book. So I followed the same pattern and sent a message to Teacher Chen Jun. To my surprise, I got another chance to pick up the book.

I got to know Mr. Chen Jun, a poet and writer, because I posted several articles on the public account "Mountain Leechus" edited by him, and thus indirectly knew the titles of some of his works.

Located on the second floor of the new Tongcheng Media Center near Tongcheng Normal University, Mr. Chen Jun, the deputy director, received me in his office. He briefly asked me about my writing experience, took out the collection of essays "Wind Blowing Sapium", and signed his name. At the same time, he also gave me two collections of prose poems, "Silent Burning" and "Singing and Sculpting Ice".

On this day, I also made an appointment to go to Teacher Luo Qiujuan, the vice chairman of the Municipal Writers Association, to get her copy of "North Window". Teacher Qiujuan had just been transferred to a new unit and sent me a new location. It was in the development zone, and I followed the navigation to find it. Teacher Luo is younger than I thought and looks like a great beauty.

This book "North Window" contains some articles that I had read in her Moments or WeChat group. It was because I liked them that I thought of this book. If I hadn't had too much time this year, I might not have had the chance to see this book.

The first time I knew Teacher Qiujuan's name was from the article "The Wind Rises, the Firewood Goes" which was very popular in Liuchi Lane. Later I read the article "North Window", and the beautiful words deeply impressed me. It attracted me deeply, so I took this trip.

One day I accidentally saw the book "Tongzi Blossoms" on Kongwang. After getting it, I took a photo and showed it to Teacher Wang Fuyuan. He was surprised and asked me how I got it. After knowing the whole story, he said thank you for your appreciation. I have several other books in my office. If you like them, come and get them.

Of course I was willing, and I made an appointment to drive to the Luoshui Bridge on the Longmien River. Unexpectedly, we were standing on both sides of the river, causing the teacher to push the cart over to me from the other side of the river. I really feel uneasy. But the teacher said, I will go to the vegetable market later to buy some food and go around from the front. It will be fine.

The books Teacher Wang gave me are "Endless Tongcheng" (written by Guang Qijun), "The Beauty of Kongcheng", and "Collections from Tongwang". I like them all.

After I went back that day, I thought about the book "Yun Xin Ji" written by Teacher Cao Yunxia (pseudonym Yun'er) again. Since I didn't chat much with Teacher Cao, I tried to test the information and got a reply. She asked me to go to the Municipal Federation of Trade Unions to get it, and she would put the book in the guard room, so I got another book I liked.

Teacher Guang Qijun was once known as a dark horse in Tongcheng literary circles. He served as the Secretary-General of the Writers Association. He once published one book a year, six in a row, and many articles were published by primary and secondary schools. Selection of teaching materials. I just heard that he is a bit difficult to get close to, so although I added him on WeChat, I haven’t spoken to him much.

He has a book called "Small Water and Waves", I have read some introductions, and I have also read a few articles in his official account. It is a type of book that I like, so a WeChat message came out. Tried to fly out.

Maybe it was my good luck or other factors, but Teacher Guang actually gave me the last copy of "Silver Water and Waves" at home and signed it with his name. We met outside the gate of No. 2 Middle School. He said he was going to meet at a place in front of us, and he brought the book out by the way.

Teacher Guang looks a little thinner than the WeChat picture. When we first met, he gave me a good feeling. We just chatted casually, because he had to rush to the meeting, so we could only talk when we had the chance.

The last time I picked up a book before I left was to meet with Mr. Ye Bing. The old man has been busy compiling a set of new books with several million words this year. He also receives authors from other places on weekdays. He is very busy all day long. Busy. Just when I met, I also received a phone call and made an appointment to meet with him in the afternoon.

People with real talents are always busy! Mr. Ye Bin has published three million words of books.

"Tongcheng Folk Customs Illustrated Dictionary", "Tongcheng Dialect", "Tongcheng Proverbs", "Tongcheng Song", "Ninety-nine and a Half", "Longshan Fengshui" *** six books, old My husband rode an electric bike to Shengtang Square. The bag of books was very heavy to hold.

The old gentleman said, I don’t have time to sit down with you today. Let’s talk about it next time we have a chance. I wish the old gentleman complete his merits and achieve greater success.

To sum up, nothing was achieved in the first half of the year.

In terms of writing, if you can’t write headlines, you can’t talk about any profit. There has been no progress at work, and I rely entirely on resting on my laurels financially. I hope to get back on track soon.

It’s useless to talk too much. I’ve got so many good books, so I’d better read and study.

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