We are all the same in the pursuit of our dreams

Chapter 17 You Are the Warmest Light in My Life (5)
Xiaoxi is kind to readers, and the familiar Similu (Xiaoxi's reader's nickname) knows it all.When her book was signed for sale in Beijing, she brought special products from her hometown to the readers; when the book was signed for sale in Shanghai Book City, there were so many people that the security guard did not let the readers stay. Chasing readers away, Xiaoxi couldn't help but say, "Don't be so cruel to my readers"; when signing a sale in Wenhua Bookstore in Wuhan, Xiaoxi found that the color of the ring was cast when he signed a copy of "Man Man", and I looked at the cover and found that it was The pirated version, the reader was a little embarrassed and left immediately, Xiaoxi asked me to recover the reader, and she paid for the genuine "Manman" in exchange for the pirated version.She later told me that the readers probably wanted to buy the genuine version, but they accidentally bought the pirated version from the Internet or other channels, and the readers were also victims.Not only is her work well written, but she is also a very nice person. She always thinks from the perspective of readers and is gentle and considerate to readers. It is no wonder that her readers treat her so well and never leave her.

There is a kind of girl who is very comfortable when you get along with her, there is no pressure, and you don’t need to hide your true self. In the hot summer, she is the refreshing cool breeze, and in the cold winter, she is the warm and bright sun.In my opinion, Xiaoxi is such a girl.

The books written by Xiaoxi are selling well, and every time they sign a sale, they will be surrounded by many enthusiastic readers. The works are favored by film and television companies, and the income is high... It should be said that she has achieved some success because she likes writing.

But she is still very attentive to each work, not chasing fame and fortune. What she values ​​more is whether the work is well written and whether the work has the feelings she wants to convey.When writing, she will still humbly ask several seniors in the literary circle for advice. If I propose revisions after she submits the manuscript, she will carefully consider the revisions until she and I are satisfied.

She likes to live in the countryside, grow vegetables and grow flowers, stay away from the noisy crowd, keep her inner peace, and her works are more pure.

Her living conditions can be described as "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and seeing Nanshan leisurely". She is like a ray of breeze in this flashy era, living a life indifferent to the world, enjoying her own little happiness, and taking this kind of Write down the fine details and share them with everyone.

In the flashy world, the most rare thing is that you can maintain a peaceful heart in the face of fame and fortune, and you can not forget your original intention after realizing your dreams.

Not forgetting the original intention is the greatest respect for dreams.After realizing their dreams, many people are gradually disturbed by external things and lose their original intentions.However, Xiaoxi has been able to face the so-called fame and fortune calmly, maintain inner peace, and regard herself as a newcomer on the road of writing no matter how good her grades are.Before she writes a new work, she will clear the achievements she has made in her heart.

Many young people are urban animals, accustomed to the life of feasting and feasting in the city, and cannot resist the temptations of the bustling city. Xiaoxi is not yet 30 years old, but she can abandon the prosperity of the world and is willing to live in the countryside, accompany her family, and be with flowers and plants. "There is no ambition without indifference, and no distance without tranquility." Xiaoxi's open mind is so admirable.

It's not easy to find your dream, it's not easy to stick to your dream, it's not easy to realize your dream, but the most difficult thing is to keep your original intention after realizing your dream.

You are the warmest light in my life
Once, my memory was full of your harsh words; once, I couldn't wait to leave you to go far away; once, I doubted whether you loved me or not.Until one day, when I had grown up and was in a foreign land, I realized: You are the person I miss the most in my heart, the source of my strength, and the warmest light in my life.

I have been afraid of my father since I was a child, because if I make him unhappy, he will serve him with a slap.

When I was young, I would lie on the ground and roll around when I lost my temper, no matter how grandma tried to persuade me, it didn't work.But as long as I heard the bicycle bell of my father coming home from get off work, I would get up from the ground with lightning speed, wipe away my tears, and force a smile on my face.Sometimes my father happened to witness this series of actions with his own eyes, and asked me calmly, "Yajuan, what were you doing lying on the ground just now?"

There were still tears in the corners of my eyes, and I grinned, "I'm lying on the ground to play!"

Father can't laugh or cry.

This incident was often mentioned by my parents as an interesting story of my growing up.

Although my father was not affectionate and sometimes beat me, when I was a child, I still felt that my father was the best man in the world.

My father was a soldier, and after retiring from the army, he worked in the supply and marketing department of a local chemical factory.He is upright and has excellent work performance, and soon became the chief of the supply and marketing department.His work requires frequent business trips, and each trip lasts about ten days and a half a month.On the day of the business trip, he would put on a suit, shine his leather shoes, come up to my mother and me and say, "Look, is he handsome?" My mother usually smiled and said nothing, but I always shouted: "Handsome— -shocked!"

Sweetness is rewarded. My father would bring me some local special handicrafts when he came back from a business trip. In my memory, the window sill in my room looked like an exhibition of handicrafts from various places. There were Huishan clay figurines, Xi’an puppetry, Beijing Rabbit Master, Tianjin clay figurine Zhang... In addition In addition, the photos he took during his business trips were also collected by me in a large album.

Every time some classmates come to my house as guests, I will show them the window sill of my room, share with them the photo album of my father’s travel photos, and say in a proud and proud tone: “My father has been to many places! This is what he gave me. Gift."

At that time, I had never left my hometown, like a frog at the bottom of a well, and I thought it was a great thing that my father had been to so many places!I often look at the photos and think: When I grow up, I also want to see the world my father has seen.

For this simple and beautiful wish, I studied hard when I was in school, and I would bring home several certificates every semester. When I was in the third grade of junior high school, my certificates of merit had been posted on two walls. Whenever there were guests at home, my father would show them around, Introduce the story behind each certificate, which is like a treasure.The guests would all give me a thumbs up after the visit, and then they would turn to their father and say, "Old He, Yajuan must be expected to go to college. You have a heavy burden." My father slapped his chest loudly, "As long as she has that Ability, you have to pay for it even if you sell it, and you can go up to a postdoctoral fellow."

When my father said these rhetoric, it was at the peak of his career. Since the production and sales of the chemical plant were booming at that time, his income as the chief of the supply and marketing department was enough for our family to live a life of small wealth and security.However, the world is unpredictable. What happened later made our family's financial situation go from bad to worse.

My father went on a business trip once, and he didn't come back for a long time, and there was no news.Although my mother was always at ease with my father, she was also faintly worried about my father that time.He usually travels for at most a month, but this time he hasn't returned after two months.

After three months of business trip, my father finally came back.When I came back, my arm was wrapped in bandages, my face was slightly injured, and two front teeth fell out.Seeing my father like this, my mother couldn't stop crying.

My father said, "Why are you crying? Am I not doing well? I am not missing an arm or a leg. The most important thing is that I have not become stupid. My mind is still good."

Mother cried even more fiercely, "What happened to you?"

My father said calmly, "It happened when I was riding someone else's motorcycle, and I was thrown a few meters away. They all said that I was lucky, and asked me to burn more incense."

The mother squeezed a cold sweat secretly, but she was fine, and said again: "You haven't come back for so long, don't you know how to call and report?"

"There is no reward for this. You are busy at home, taking care of the elderly and children, and doing farm work in the fields. It is hard enough. I don't want you to worry about it."

Father's understatement, but it seemed to hit the softest part of mother's heart.The mother and father came together through a matchmaker, which is equivalent to stepping into the palace of marriage without falling in love.My father is used to being serious and never says love words, but this sentence is the most romantic love words my mother has ever heard.

The car accident left his father with a small disability in his right hand. His right hand could not be fully straightened, as if he was holding a basket in his hand. After making a one-time compensation, he removed his father from the position of the head of the supply and marketing department and arranged for him to take a part-time job in administrative management, and his income dropped three levels in a row.

That was the most frustrated look I have seen my father since I was sensible.He often didn't shave for several days, his suit was in the closet and hadn't been worn for a long time, and his leather shoes were covered with dust.Every time I tried to chat with him, he waved his hand, "Hurry up and study, the high school entrance examination is coming soon, Dad is fine."

The senior high school entrance examination is approaching day by day, and I am getting more and more nervous every day. My nervousness is not because I am afraid of the exam, but because I secretly made a decision. When I filled out the volunteer form, I did not fill in H, which is the best middle school here.Considering that there are many younger siblings in my family and that my father’s salary is not high now, I made my first choice and filled in a normal school, so that I can directly become an elementary school teacher after three years of study and graduation, which can reduce the financial burden of the family.Although I know that my father always wanted me to go to H Middle School, he graduated from H Middle School that year, but regretted that he did not have the opportunity to take the college entrance examination and missed his university dream. He hoped that I could realize his unfinished university dream.However, I don't want my father to be so stressed. I think my father will support my decision.

Later, my father found out from nowhere that I was going to apply for the Teachers College. One afternoon, he rushed to the school angrily, dragged me to the head teacher's office, and forced me to change my first choice to H middle school.After coming out of the office, my father stood still at the corner of the corridor, looked at me and said earnestly: "Yajuan, your mother and I can have children and you can raise them. You can just rest assured and try to get into H middle school!"

The day failed, and the results of the senior high school entrance examination came out, with 556 points.There is no pressure to go to normal school with this score, but there is still a threshold to get into H middle school.The regulations at that time were: students with urban hukou can enroll with a score of 552, and students with rural hukou can only enroll if they have a score of 560. Otherwise, they need to pay corresponding sponsorship fees according to their scores.

Obviously I belong to the latter.If I want to be admitted to H Middle School, I have to pay a sponsorship fee of 5600 yuan.In that era, 5600 yuan was indeed a lot of money.

At that time, relatives and friends agreed that—for girls, just read some books casually, and being able to go to a normal school is already great.What's more, with so many children in the family, how could Yajuan study alone? She graduated quickly and started working early, so she could also help take care of the family.

(End of this chapter)