On the poor who dare not wrestle.

Let me answer your question. No matter how poor you are, don't feel inferior. Stand up straight is a person, a person lives a sigh of relief. You must live with dignity.

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1. In the educated youth era, they didn't want to be old. When they were poorest, they only used one yuan a month.

3. Ah Q ... Maybe green vegetables and rice porridge have been supporting our healthy practice.

Tell me, how humble were you when you were poorest?

In the sixties and seventies, our country's economy was still relatively backward, especially the farmers in rural areas were poorer, and the staple foods in daily life were only sweet potatoes and corn. You can only eat one or two meals during the Spring Festival.

Especially in spring, the countryside is more bitter, and some farmers are short of food. In order to survive, I had to leave my hometown to beg in other places.

I'm the only one in Qian Qian. Whenever I go out to beg with my grandfather in spring, I always get up at 5 am, walk 20 miles and beg in the village. When you meet a kind person, you can have a nest, and when you get a treasure, you can eat it in half. Keep begging until you can get a dozen steamed buns. The recovered steamed buns are all incomplete steamed buns left by others. After entering our village, I saw some neighbors who were starving to death, so I gave them the wowotou in the basket.

In this way, when we get home, there are only five or six steamed buns left in the basket, which is enough for our family to eat for one day. Tomorrow we will go out to beg, and wait until the wheat in the field is ripe.

I think the poorest and meanest period of my life was the sixties and seventies, which made me unforgettable all my life.

The poor lack ambition, describing how helpless the poor are once they fall into a place where there is no tile on the top and no cone on the bottom. Short-sightedness is normal.

When I was in the factory, I just worked as a technician. The child is only a few years old and has mumps. Doctors mistook it for septicemia. A month's salary is so small. At the end of the month, it is the time when the green and yellow are not connected. Although the medical expenses are not very expensive, it is really a meager income and can't bear the expenses. The assistant in charge of the workshop gave me an oral medicine. They asked me to write a report on applying for subsidies, but it was discussed at a meeting organized by the trade union and refused. This makes me laugh and cry, what a mess! Fortunately, I am a flexible friend.

Later, I heard that people who applied for subsidies met with difficulties in the factory, and I would pay several thousand yuan to solve the urgent needs of my colleagues. People are always in trouble, and people are a little pitiful. Not to mention the height of class feelings, but to say that there must always be a little taste of lovers.

When I started my business in 98, I really ate bread for more than 40 days. At that time, meat buns were fifty cents each. I haven't eaten pork for more than 40 days! I didn't sleep a wink for three days and two nights for bitter money! I will shudder when I think about it now! I feel that I have reached the limit of my life! ! !

Thank you very much for letting me answer this question. I haven't tried, and I don't want to try. To be modest, that's my feeling! Except this, everything else is gone!

There are many stages when I am down and out. In the hot summer, I went door-to-door to clean air-conditioning products in the scorching sun. Just graduated, the salary is not high, one yuan. I remember 60 yuan. In the 1990s, because everyone was young at that time, they always wanted to work hard and bought steamed bread for one yuan a day. They were hungry. Every time I go back to someone else's shop, I may catch up with someone else's meal. Seeing the delicious food on the table is really drooling, so I can only swallow saliva. Then I went in and explained it briefly, put my business card and left. Sometimes I turn my head inadvertently and see that kind of contemptuous eyes, which makes me feel very uncomfortable and inferior. I secretly made up my mind that as long as I work hard and persist, I will live a better life. Although I am bitter now, it is also a better belief in the future. There is no road at the end of the mountain, and there is a village in Lu 'an. Without hard times, there is no test of endurance. Without youth, there will be old faces. We should not give up the ideal of life because of temporary pain. We have a great responsibility to the private sector. I wish you all happiness.

I can't tell jokes when I am poorest, but I can't tell them here either, because I don't know them, so I can laugh if I want.

1972, I was 9 years old, and almost all the children of my age were in the third grade, but I still looked after my brother and sister at home. Because my family is poor, I need to take care of my brother and sister at home, and my parents are not going to send me to school. I didn't know what was going on at that time. I am particularly eager to go to school. When I was 9 years old, I went to register as a freshman. My father left, and I followed, muttering, "You give me 80 points."

I was bored to death by my dad, so he gave me 80 points to sign up. After my unremitting efforts, I can finally go to school with my schoolbag on my back. That schoolbag, that is, my mother sewed a pocket with a thick black cloth and sewed two straps.

I cherish the hard-won opportunity to go to school, so I study hard. Plus, I am two or three years older than my classmates, and my understanding ability is slightly better than those children. I can get the first place in every exam and my handwriting is good. When I was in the third grade, I was already able to write. At that time, students seldom left homework. When I come home from school, I just dig wild vegetables and collect firewood with a basket on my shoulder. Me too.

That day, I came back from collecting firewood and began to write again. My mother came to me and asked, "So worried about writing, have you learned to write your own name?" "I wrote my name in my notebook. My mother asked: Can you write men and women? I didn't say I was thinking: if I can't write such a simple word, then I learned it for nothing. I also wrote the word male and female in my notebook for my mother to see. Actually, my mother is illiterate and doesn't know a word. She has no idea what I wrote. I am stupid enough to wait for my mother to praise me for writing as well as my teacher.

Mother said, "I have learned to write my own name, and I also know the word male and female." When I grow up, I can know myself there, and I can find men and women in the toilet. There is no school tomorrow, and there is no money at home. Your brother and sister should also go to school. How much money do I have for your school? I want to work in the production team, and you have to stay at home to see your little brother and sister. "

Why is it so difficult to go to school? As soon as I heard that my mother wouldn't let me go to school, I immediately cried. "I'm going to school …" My mother said, "Do you want to be in charge or should I be in charge? How can I go to school without paying tuition? "

Let's get down to business. Next, because I had no money to go to school, I went from poverty to the most humble experience.

In order to go to school, my mother and I had a fight. Children may get into trouble with adults. I will drop out of school if I can't pay my tuition, but I don't want to drop out of school so early. Seeing that all the students have handed in all the books and miscellaneous fees for the next semester, the teacher urges me every day, and I dare not look up at the teacher on the podium. I've been thinking about how to get the tuition this semester and how to steal my parents' money. Impossible, dare not steal, steal. The family is poor and doesn't have that money, and tuition and fees are not much. The fourth grade is only 2.50 yuan. Later, I went to please a female classmate in my class. This female classmate is Xiaohua, and her father is eating commodity grain. Her family is much better than other students. She got polio when she was a child and had to walk with crutches because of her disability. I especially envy her, and I will try to please her. I help her carry her schoolbag at school, and so does after school. Get up early in the morning for self-study, and carry her to school before dawn, for fear of her walking and wrestling. In order to coax Xiaohua to help me return the book, I sometimes carry her back and hurt her. She scolded me, and I let her scold me with a smiling face. Two dollars and fifty cents is not a small sum. Xiaohua's tuition and fees have long been paid, and she spent a few cents on her parents. Although I was the last one to pay for books that year, I really appreciate Xiaohua saving me enough two dollars and fifty cents.

Why is it so difficult for me to go to a school? I think what a big mistake I made sitting in school. When I come home from school, I will help my family to do things, wash dishes and look after my brothers and sisters. I will also lead my brothers and sisters to collect firewood and dig wild vegetables in the fields. I will steam a large pot of sweet potatoes to school in the morning study, and cook a large pot of pig food for pigs coming back from school in the evening study. I write with Kobanawa's old pen and used notebook. I'm looking through it, for fear that if I made a mistake that day, my mother would let me go again.

In this way, I coaxed Xiaohua to pay my tuition and handed it over to junior high school. At that time, I was 16 years old and completely became a working adult. We have seven brothers and sisters who earn a living at home by working. My mother strongly opposed my going to school before. This time, my father stood up and stopped me. Father said, "You have grown up and entered junior high school. There are brothers and sisters to go to school. You are the boss, you have to earn work points to eat at home. What if I go to high school? Why not come back to be a farmer?

My father's model limited my idea of sprinting for a better future. From then on, I left my reluctant school with tears in my eyes. I didn't go to high school, so I lost the chance of the college entrance examination later. Now I'm a farmer like my parents.

Poor, really humble, humble to learn to please others from an early age, but also learn to survive in adversity. Recalling my childhood, I still shed tears. I am grateful to Xiaohua when I was a child, and I am sorry for the teachers who gave me great hope. I have been crawling around in the soil, but I have always been ashamed of your encouragement. But I didn't fail my parents, I did filial piety, and I did not regret when my parents needed me.

I am poor, but I am never humble. I took a bite of ginger and drank it cold. I carry it all by myself in the most difficult days. Even if I cut my flesh and sell my blood, I never humbly ask for help. I'd rather borrow money and do some work with it, and then I'll pay it back bit by bit. Therefore, I have been in a desperate situation several times, but someone will always lend a helping hand.

1990, after graduating from college, I went to work in a central enterprise. The probation period is three months, and the salary is 200 yuan for one month. I gave my mother 50 yuan a meal, bought a monthly travel ticket, and bought a meal of 100 yuan, so there was nothing left.

You can only wear old clothes.

Our unit is a well-known rich unit. Women are all beautifully dressed. I am poor and poorly dressed. I usually hide in the office.

I once went to the canteen to cook and stood in line. Suddenly a big sister in the back said, hey, why do you wear clothes with holes to work?

Everyone looked at me and I blushed.

You think I don't want to get dressed for work?

Do I have money to buy clothes?

This is not poverty, but the heart is really humble.

After three months in the job, the first thing to do is to buy clothes. Finally put on airs and went to work.