Did you have any good stories in Wuxi? Would you like to tell me?

The machine tool broke down just after the apprenticeship. I called Master Xu, the mechanic. He was very kind and enthusiastic. As soon as he called, he told me while repairing the bed that Mao Wutou (the girl) moved (took) an electrician's knife. I didn't know much about Wuxi dialect at that time, but I only knew the word electrician. Call an electrician at once. The electrician came with a bag on his back. Master Xu met the electrician and asked: Where are you (what are you doing here)? "My boss called me here," said the electrician. Master Xu almost burst into laughter, and the whole workshop burst into laughter, making my face look like a ripe red apple. Everyone in the workshop makes fun of Master Xu, and you have to talk to Mao Wutou about ordinary words. What love (who) told you to talk about Wuxi Wu An?

Share a story I did in Wuxi that made me craziest and proudest-Wuxi Marathon.

1in the autumn of 993, I was just discharged from 107 hospital, and my right hand was wrapped in thick gauze. In the dormitory of Gold Machinery Factory, I wrote letters to five friends with clumsy hands, telling them about my situation at that time and an experience that changed my life before.

More than twenty years have passed. The five friends I relied on at the beginning are all parents now. Frankly speaking, times have changed, and they are no longer the pillar of my life.

Today, after more than 23 years, when I was discharged from 107 hospital again, I came home to write a letter, which has long been an allusion in the last century. Notebooks have replaced paper and pens. When I can only knock on the keyboard of the computer with my broken right hand, my thoughts fly back to more than 20 years ago. The cycle of world change is like a joke.

At the end of 20 14, my running friend called me and told me the news of Wuxi marathon registration. At that time, my father was hospitalized in Qixia, and the cause could not be found. All I can do is run between Yantai and Qixia like a headless fly, and I have no interest in everything. At the beginning of the second year, my father's condition improved slightly, which coincided with the second registration of Wuxi Marathon. I took a special leave from work that day and kept the quota in the Internet cafe early in the morning. Luckily, I really got it. Next, life entered the track of Wuxi. There is no doubt that my running ability was the strongest in my life during that time, and my physical condition during the preparation period was also extremely excellent. I know in my heart that it is not difficult for Wuxi Marathon to break 345.

However, people are not as good as heaven. Just as I was preparing for the Wuxi Marathon in an orderly way, before the Spring Festival, my only brother suddenly fell ill and passed away in a hurry for more than ten days, separated from me by Yin and Yang. My brother is my greatest hope in this world and my only reliance in this life. He left, and more than half of my life collapsed. My brother died on the third day of the first month, less than a month before the start of the Wuxi Marathon. After my brother's funeral, I have degenerated into an empty skin. Horse racing is tantamount to whimsy. That year, I gave up Wuxi

When I signed up for Wuxi Marathon last year, my father had been diagnosed with advanced cancer and was undergoing radiotherapy and chemotherapy. A series of blows, overwhelming hit me on the head, during that time, in addition to borrowing money everywhere, my life was just a hospital and a numb job, and the rest was only the feeling of praying for God's care. When my running friend asked me if I wanted to sign up for Wuxi together, I only gave a wry smile.

My father died early last summer. Busy with my father's funeral, I also remembered Wuxi and my first unfinished marathon. I regard Wuxi Marathon as the top priority this year, and I signed up as soon as the registration channel was opened. On the night when I learned that I had won the lottery, a man came to the playground of Luda University to test his athletic state. It's 65,438+02 kilometers, and it can still be easily completed in one hour. Life has once again entered the track of Sima.

No one can understand how dignified my Sima complex is.

I'm not just preparing for a race, Wuxi Marathon has entrusted me with too many emotional factors, which is what I can't let go of. When booking a hotel through the internet, I chose whether to break the contract. I chose to give up without hesitation. In my mind, this March 19, no matter what, I will go to Wuxi, and I will finish the 42km195m Wuxi Marathon.

Years later, the sixth day of the first month and the second day of February. That morning, in the playground of Luda University, I finished the exam 12 km again, and my score was stable at about 57 points. That afternoon, the warm winter sun was particularly charming. I didn't have a training plan, stayed in bed, and went to the playground and ran for more than ten kilometers. At 8 o'clock 15 that night, I had an accident at work. Because of my colleague's misoperation, I was immediately squeezed out of the end of my left middle finger alive. Finger-to-finger pain was originally the most easily described emotion in the world.

I went into the operating room at about ten o'clock that night. After doing my duty according to the doctor's instructions, Nuo Nuo asked calmly, "Doctor, when can I run after the operation?" ? Two seconds later, two doctors said heartlessly, you'd better think about it first. Can you keep fit? That is, lying on the operating table, tortured by the most unbearable pain in the world for nearly four hours, I once again vowed that as long as I can walk and stand, I will stand at the starting line of Wuxi Marathon on the morning of March 19, even if I can't finish running!

Wuxi and I live far apart, just like Mockporo and skateboarding shoes. No matter how time and space change, they are not directly related. I missed Sima two years ago, and subconsciously thought that that day was not a holiday, and the deceased was like a husband. What can a husband say Two years later, when I may miss Wuxi again, some people say it's none of your business, and there will be another time. I don't understand. Do I have to give up if I am defeated? Fate can knock me down a hundred times, so I can naturally choose 10 1 times to stand up.

Wuxi can refuse me again and again, but how can Wuxi Marathon stop a soul yearning for light? March 19, on the surface, is my personal struggle with Wuxi. In my mind, this is a challenge for me to challenge my destiny. I'm not afraid of fate! Not afraid of the severe threat of fate! You can crush me into dust in minutes, but even if it is dust, every molecule of me is shouting two words, dream!

On the third day of discharge. The plaster of the left hand will be wrapped for another month. After the operation, according to the doctor's requirements, I lay flat in bed for nine days, unable to get out of bed, left hand in the spotlight, unable to move, eating and drinking Lazar, all in bed. On the fourth day after operation, I was also told that the replanted finger was discolored and might have died, requiring amputation. Two days later, the finger sentenced to death miraculously revived.

Today, these words typed with the right hand record the experience and are clearer. Although people can never conquer nature, it is more important to face life with what kind of mentality when bad luck strikes frequently. It is meaningless to complain about others, and it is useless to be miserable. He who does not make trouble and is not afraid of things is the real warrior.

Memories of Wuxi trip (modern poetry) (reprint)

I have been to Wuxi many times to appreciate the taste of Jiangnan, the attraction of teapot and the beauty of Chashan.

The Grand Canal flows through here, and Taihu Lake is choppy. Taihu Lake has been surrounded by high speed, and Zhu Yi's head is still surprisingly beautiful.

The village with small bridges and flowing water is next to the skyscraper Wuxi. Boats and ducks roam in the river, and the barrier culture makes it very rich.

The beauty of Wuxi lies in the beauty of people, and young women decorate the whole city. Colorful umbrellas and red lanterns hung upside down in the air on the street make the street very beautiful.

This is a person's aesthetic design, which has been inherited for thousands of years as an excellent cultural miracle. Modern lights shine at night, and everything looks so crystal clear.

Liu's drizzle falls on the small white-walled building in Dahe, and the promenade along the river bank is decorated with small trees, which looks so elegant and beautiful.

Elegant music classics are often sung on the roadside of street shops. Tireless snacks attract tourists all day.

This beautiful city is more beautiful than the Grand Canal. Passing ships rumbled forward with happiness and hope. [/cp]

Wuxi people are warm, kind and generous!

You asked him for directions, and he stood down and gave you detailed directions. Enthusiastic, talkative and helpful!

You go to the express shop, they are very generous. I am full of food and rice. There are many colors and varieties, and you can add meals for free after meals! Touching!

Cage shops and noodle shops are also very affordable for you to eat. There are a lot of stuffing in the cage, all of which are meat stuffing. Noodles are also full. Make you satisfied, not enough to eat!

Wuxi people are particularly generous!

One Sunday afternoon when the baby was one and a half years old, my husband and I went shopping with the baby.

The baby is hungry and the water is too hot. Go to the supermarket to buy water and come back to buy milk. Babies have a bad habit. If they are hungry, they will cry loudly when they see that the bottle is not full of milk. The father of the child had to hold the child and wait for me in a place with a seat.

When I came back, there were two more women in the back. As soon as I sat down, the lady behind me said, "The child cried for a long time and hit twice." The waiter who monopolizes the brand opposite the seat is also a witness to the atmosphere. I feel sorry for my husband's pouting.

If there are traffickers in this place who want to rob children, it is estimated that the chances of success will be smaller!

Second, when I was pregnant, my baby's brain was really slow. Cross the road without looking at the lights. When I was eight months pregnant, I once crossed the street. I walked slowly over and looked up. It was a red light! None of the drivers honked their horns! They all stopped where they were and did not move. They didn't drive until I got on the road!

Although I don't know who those drivers are, I really want to bless them! I wish everyone peace and happiness and stay away from traffic accidents.

In the beautiful summer, my favorite season, I met him and brought beauty and gloom to my life. At this time, God chose to let us get to know each other and deliberately took a game to let us experience ignorance. Under the scorching sun, we feel tired, sour and happy of military training together; On the playground, we experience the bitterness and sweetness of sports together; During the cleaning, we clean our home together. He alienated me from geometry, and I have been avoiding it and don't want to accept it, but I know the reason why he didn't want to associate with me on graduation day. It's just that I care too much, and I'm relieved to put him under pressure. Meeting him is the joy I feel in my life. I don't need much conversation to meet him, but I greet him from the bottom of my heart, because we are separated by one day. Although he gave me his parting as a gift after graduating from the third grade, I knew it was my most beautiful surprise to meet him in my life when I saw that he could be admitted to the best middle school in the province. Meeting the sky is the purest; Meeting the sea is the most beautiful. When I meet a beautiful leaf, there will be a dry day. When I meet him, there will be a day of separation, but all the good things I once had will be satisfied.