Prose tells you the truth.

Something happened at home earlier and the air conditioner broke down. I had to buy it and install it, and I changed it to a beautiful air conditioner. I enjoyed it. My husband's second and third brothers are undergoing thoracotomy because of emphysema, bleeding and intestinal prolapse. How can we stand by and watch? It happened that my leg was disappointing and often hurt, so I didn't have time to answer your letter. Since I am free, I want to talk to you. Do you think we can talk face to face? I agree in principle, but I really don't have time now. Let's talk about it later. Now I must realize my own wish, my dream. To tell the truth, since I posted that article in the group, I haven't struggled or regretted it. I have basically expressed what I want to say in this article for decades. If I reply to your short message after reading this short article, I'm just thinking: I wish I could be honest with you, joking and bickering like Xiaoyan. I really don't want to pay attention to my old classmates who have left me for more than 40 years. Believe it or not, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that in the last limited days of my life, I can't even keep this friendship. Even so, I must accept this gift from God, which is my true self and true happiness.

Last year, when I attended the 50th anniversary party of Changsha educated youth, I saw the album "50th anniversary of going to the countryside and founding my alma mater 1 10" and the album "Lushan Mountain Style Going to the North Section of Xiangjiang River" edited by Changsha educated youth, and suddenly I had the impulse to create. Don't laugh at me for being crazy or stupid. I don't know if I can pick up my hobby that I gave up for nearly 20 years and write a collection of essays myself in two years. It can be said that I don't know much, or that I have more than I can chew, but in the end I convinced myself and picked up a pen. Because this anthology is useless, it is better to publish it, but it can't be published. It is also possible to print at your own expense, just for your dreams. I am very happy to attend the Changsha educated youth gathering, which opened my eyes and made my twilight years a little brighter and upgraded.

First, I have to pass the typing test. During my work, the unit has no hard and fast index for my typing, so I didn't study hard. I can't type 200 words an hour, and I don't know anything about typesetting and revising articles. It happened that my son came home for five days on National Day, so I took time to ask. I can't remember the roots of the five strokes, so I have to type pinyin, not allowed. I had to learn typing and typesetting with the help of a dictionary, and now I can finally type six or seven hundred words in an hour. When I first started writing prose, I still couldn't find inspiration. I just want to read and write. I am a stupid person. Because of the slow typing, I was afraid that my thoughts would be interrupted, so I had to make a draft on the paper first, and then type slowly, so I persisted. My cultural background is weak, my environment is limited, I have no chance to study, my job is not easy, my child was sick when I was a child, and my husband has been gone for nearly 20 years. Going to college is just an extravagant hope. Although I studied by correspondence in Lu Xun College of Literature for a year, my writing skills are poor, so I have to fly first. When I saw my essays "Meditation for Reading", "Time and tide wait for no man" and "Wife, lover, confidante" flowing slowly through my fingers, I felt extremely gratified and happy. From the beginning, I just wanted to kill time, but today it has evolved into a hobby, which has given me what I want, which I didn't expect.

I'm not afraid of your jokes. It took me almost half a month to write this article, from conceiving the theme and recalling the names of my classmates to collecting information and typing it. You said, I haven't finished yet. I want to tell you, no, really not. I wrote about you. Only by telling the truth can I be worthy of myself and you.

My husband is in favor of my writing, but he doesn't read what I write and gives me a lot of space; My son is not interested in my prose either. He read a few essays and said they were ok. Now several people are reading them. As I am his mother, I asked him to help me design the cover and selfie portrait. He was quite happy and I was very satisfied. Because from 1997 high school to now, his average days at home are only ten days, which is only available in recent years. He went home once a year for five or six days in previous years. Maybe he knows my difficulties, but I have long been used to the days when my children are not around. It doesn't matter what others think of what I wrote. In this world, people have their own interests and hobbies. If I do what I like, I won't care what others think of me.

Now let's get back to the point. The reason why I wrote this article is to lament that the swallow left us so soon and life is impermanent. I was very moved, so I found this photo when I was free and posted it in the WeChat group. In order to be true, I asked around about my classmates' recent situation and wrote this short article with my own memories. It's nostalgia, it's touching, I can't tell myself. After the article was printed, I went to Manliu's house on the Dragon Boat Festival, mainly to see if the facts were different. I wrote that two students who were still alive died and almost made a big mistake, which was disrespectful. The next day, Manliu and I went to Yizhang No.1 Middle School. Castle peak, teaching building and dormitory building, silver-gray railings, have aroused my countless leisure. Looking up, Yizhang City has a panoramic view, which is really refreshing, fleeting and mixed feelings. On that day, I learned for the first time that there was a study exam in Senior Two, and I felt that things in this world had changed too much. I can't keep up with the situation, and I feel more and more valuable in writing this article. Without Liu Man, I couldn't write this article, and I wouldn't have this truth and simplicity. After returning to Chen, I revised and supplemented the inconsistencies in the tips. Then I will send it to her group and forward it to you immediately. This article reached your hand in this way, and then it was returned to Chen. After reading my article that night, you still appreciate its simplicity, clear memory, sincere feelings, and a little warmth and anger. How come one day later, I sent you a short message, joking that "you wrote the article, and I am your beauty", how did it become a testimony from various angles? What did I do to testify against you? I still have some grievances that I can't let go. I tried my best to show you my article just to ask your opinion. Is this wrong? No matter what you think of me, I don't regret it, because we are all classmates anyway.

We are all dressed up, and Gu Xi is waving to us. I picked up the pen because I didn't want to be bothered by these things. I can still write something and leave some thoughts. I was invited to play cards, but I refused. I really don't know when to report to Marx. I don't like wechat either. This place is too transparent. I only watch news and health knowledge, and I don't like chatting. I really like and miss writing letters, but who will write letters now? It's already history, and I'm embarrassed to write if I want to.

For a well-dressed person, life has long been a foregone conclusion, his journey has become a walk, and his struggle has become enjoyment. He is looking at all the flowers in the world with a leisurely mood. He has reached the age of enjoying flowers in spring, watching the moon in autumn, enjoying the cool in summer and listening to snow in winter. We have been indifferent to fame and fortune and learned to be tolerant, but we are more nostalgic and will be merciless when exposing our shortcomings, which shows that we are old. "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night", so we should cherish the future and live our lives happily.

The premise of friendship between two people is mutual appreciation. You care about me because you trust me, and I know you because I know your safety bottom line. Life can meet a bosom friend, what else can you expect? I really want to find a confidant to talk about literature and family affairs now. It would be great if you could help me decompress. If you appreciate me, I will naturally appreciate you; If you bother me, I will have self-knowledge and will not bother you in the future; If you hate me, I won't be bored and stick to you, and I will leave you forever.

Don't think that I will always be a sentimental woman who can't get out of love. That was before, and now I'm out. Don't always think I'm competing with you. I won't. There are no perfect people in this world. It is fate that two people can walk together when they are young; Walking together when you are old is happiness. We don't have a chance to hold hands, which is also a kind of beauty. Don't say it, but cherish it in your heart. Do you know that silence is golden?

This is all from the heart, the most sincere emotion from the heart, without any affectation or disrespect for you. Come to think of it. Some words may be repetitive, and some words will not convey the meaning. I think you are a literate person and can understand. Generally speaking, we are predestined friends, otherwise, how could we be so concerned and worried? I really hope that these heartfelt words can help you and me get out of the embarrassment and misunderstanding of the past as soon as possible, welcome sincere frankness and blessings, turn an enemy into a friend, and cherish what we have now.