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while sipping coffee, Liu Cunyi listened to Dong Yang's words. When Dong Yang finished his answer, he put down his coffee cup and nodded and said, "I know your grandmother's textile machinery factory well! At that time, the textile machinery factory was also brilliant, which was the birthplace of the first shuttleless loom in New China! In the middle and late 198s, influenced by many factors, such as overcapacity, redundant staff, industrial restructuring and so on, a large number of workers in Shenyang suffered an unprecedented wave of layoffs, not only your grandmother, but also my wife. At that time, Tiexi District had a population of 75, and laid-off workers were close to 5,. It was a' painful' history in Shenyang, and the workers in Shenyang supported the reform of the country and the restructuring of enterprises with the greatest self-sacrifice! It can be said that that period of' pain' is also the only way. If you don't experience' pain', how can you come to Shenyang today? " Liu Cunyi got excited and gave a series of coughs.

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When the rain hits the autumn leaves, it is like whispering to others, whispering to each other, and crying like complaining: this farewell is another time when the mountains are high and the roads are endless, and the mountains are heavy and the waters are heavy, and the eyes are broken. Thin shadow fretted, roaming about autumn, listening to the autumn rhyme and sound by the mouth of the rain. In the past, the small umbrella was propped up again, like a flowing and warm residence, with colorful clouds flying, recalling the lost spring dream. The sky is overcast, the twilight wraps the stratus, and falls into the depth of the night together with the wind and rain. The wind became more rampant, the rain became angry, and the endless night fell into fear.

as usual, I was tired of reading and writing, so I stood at the window and looked at this land. It coincides with the dry season, the turf deliberately planted by people withered and the seedlings were burnt, and this land is still difficult to see green.

The thick green canopy blocks the sun but can't stop the heat wave. The restless chirping of black cicadas rings from one tree to another, causing a lot of floating dust to fly around at random. Looking forward to it, there was finally a cool wind under the dark clouds, and then the raindrops as big as copper coins slammed down. The dry ground was smashed with yellow dust, and the hot air was filled with damp smell of earthy smell. Panicked sparrows and hens hid under the haystack to avoid the rain and kept shaking the water drops on their wings. Farmers working in the west of the village were soaked to the skin, dragging hoes and stepping on the mud and running into the village quickly. The aunt who lives in the west of the village ran into the house and watched the rain in the yard accumulate deeper and deeper, and the white jade jumping beads splashed all over the floor. A face of joy can not be hidden, satisfied laughter flew into the trembling leaves, a piece of new green crystal clear. My aunt who lives in the east of the village ran into her yard, only to find that the yard was still full of chickens and sparrows, and the sun was shining. She looked back helplessly at the dark cloud in the west and sighed, wishing she could hook it into her yard with her hoe.

There are many legends about the magic lamp, each of which is beyond people's cognition. No one knows what the river has to do with the magic lamp and why the river shines. The boatman ferried on the Qinglong River all the year round, knowing every drop of water in the river. He was also a sworn brother of the water god. He even fished out a star in a shallow place once, but the star was too small. He took it in his hand, thought it was useless, and then threw it into the river. It is also said that the star thrown away by the boatman was later picked up by the water god and became a lamp hidden in the water. After all, the boatman has never seen a lamp in the water, and even the water god rarely meets, because the body of the water god is also water. He is hidden in the Qinglong River and mixed with the water. Even if he stands in the whirlpool, you can't see it.

Occasionally, he would accompany her to wait for the bus at the bus stop and talk to her about his grand ambition, saying that he would annex half of the video stores in this city and make her an enviable proprietress. She just shook his hand, watched the car coming, said goodbye to him, waited until the car started and he was out of sight, then took out the paper that was already dark and looked at the small attic that was circled above, and shed tears.

When Elephant Man turned his eyes to the universe, Fadelev was appointed as an astronaut in the "Piano Project". He will fly a spaceship in the form of "waves" and constantly make notes in the empty black space, just like walking on the piano keys, expanding the exploration space and transmitting the civilization of the home star. Elephant Man Star tries to establish contact with other creatures in the universe in this way. There was no return plan for this trip. After sailing for seven years, Fatelev lost contact with Elephant Man because of the distance.

so enthusiastic, so do your best!

since the goal is the distant horizon, we should be more calm and calm. The fruitful results of autumn depend on the hard sowing of spring; Become a pulse of blood in the sea, all by the stream rushing day and night. Perhaps, with sweat, you may not be able to harvest that increasingly mature dream; Perhaps, after sprinkling blood, you don't necessarily have that fiery scenery; Perhaps, struggling in the dark does not necessarily usher in a bright dawn ... but I am not blindly sad. Although I work silently, I haven't heard the echo of life, but I love life and will definitely win.

Grandma's straw sandals are beautiful, light and soft. There are more than 1 styles such as slippers and high heels, and patterns such as birds, butterflies and flowers are also woven on them. However, due to the short life of straw sandals, a pair of well-made straw sandals can last no more than 3 months. In case of muddy and slippery roads in rainy days, the life of straw sandals is even shorter. So, grandma made up some straw sandals and kept them at home.

looking at the wind of sages in the city, the mountains are high and the water is long. Since the Tang Dynasty, talented people have come forth in large numbers, each leading the way. It is not surprising that Ou Yangxun's calligraphy is a model in the world.

Life is a winding path in the mountains, with bumps and cliffs on the side. If you fall down, cry if you want. What are you afraid of? Don't pretend. This is frankness, not weakness, because crying does not affect your journey, but it can add caution. The mountain flowers are gorgeous and the scenery is pleasant. If you are intoxicated, smile happily, don't pretend to be reserved. This is frankness, not pride, because a smile does not affect your journey, but it can increase your confidence.

thinking of dreaming, the blacksmith said, it's getting late. I should go back, and the elder should go to bed early. When the blacksmith got up, the elder didn't stop him. He took the oil lamp in one hand and protected the flame with the other, and sent the blacksmith out of the house. The blacksmith went outside the house, turned his head and said, Elder, go back to the house. The elder sighed in a low voice. He didn't dare to speak loudly. He was afraid that he would blow the oil lamp when he got angry.

In the living room, Liu Cunyi was still chatting with Dong Yang, asking about Dong Yang's grandparents.

probably, there is no regret. You have been to this love affair with spring, and how lonely it would be without your arrival. Just like life, how boring it would be without such a vigorous love.

In 1997, the summer vacation of the year when Hong Kong returned to China, my uncle came back to visit us with his aunt and blossoming. One of the purposes of their return was to worship his mother, that is, my grandmother. I finally met blossoming, and her voice was delicate, as if her breath was fragrant. Aunt dressed like a Hong Kong sister on TV, with black curly hair, a swaying cheongsam and high heels banging on the poor land, she walked carefully for fear of stepping on a lump of chicken shit. We smelled another fragrance on my aunt. My father said it was the smell of city people, the smell of country people was smelly, and the smell of city people was fragrant. Mother said unconvinced, what the smell of city people is, it is the smell of perfume, which is so strong that it is smoked. Duoduo's name sounds like a princess, and my sister's name is Feng Damei, and my name is Feng Sanmei, which is so tacky that others will know that she is a countryman. Blossoming said to us, why are your names so ugly that they sound like cats and dogs? Why don't uncles and aunts give you nice names? I don't know that they don't read much, they can't recognize a few words, and they can't even write letters. I didn't dare to tell blossoming about this, for I was afraid that blossoming would laugh at us. Blossoming was nine years old at that time, and she was watery and dressed like a princess. Even the children in the neighborhood came to watch and praise her. None of us rural children had ever seen such a beautiful child. My brother and sister and I are like three dwarfs and ugly ducklings in front of her.