Rebirth Like Water Youth

I was thinking about getting a membership card to earn some commissions. It seems that I met a poor man and wasted time and tongue. When I went back to check the goods, I obviously lost my interest. But what can I do, I can’t. Brightly grab money from someone's pocket!

　　 "Don't think that the commission on the membership card is easy to earn. I used to get rid of my tongue. I can only earn a few hundred yuan a month. Slowly work hard!"

　　 "Manager, I see."

The bar clerk continued to work listlessly, but she wanted to open it. The hotel was opened near the school. It was originally a consumer group of students. There are not many membership cards. Anyway, it will not affect her stable work and reduce the commission. The big deal is to buy less cosmetics.

This kind of thought and viewpoint is also the method for most workers to comfort themselves. Since they can’t do it, they can not do it. As everyone knows, no matter what choice is made, it will become a habit. From the beginning, it is like climbing a ladder, and it gets harder!

Shen Dapeng tightened his clothes and stepped slowly on the creaking white snow. There was not much snow last night, but it was covered with a white coat. In the streets lined with tall buildings, cars no longer sounded anxiously with horns and there were fewer pedestrians. , And there is no usual anxiety, for a time, the whole world seems to be a little more peaceful than usual.

The road is slippery in snowy days, and Shen Dapeng will not take big steps for the morning run. After all, safety is more important than health, and the surrounding streets are rare and quiet. You can relax and enjoy the rare beautiful snow scenery and no smog in Beijing. The blue sky is definitely an enjoyment.

By the side of the street, more than a dozen sanitation workers are cleaning the snow. Although it is not too thick, the fine snow that fell last night melted and turned into a thin layer of ice. You must be careful when walking on a mirror-like slick surface. Not to mention cleaning with tools. Everyone is extremely vigilant. After all, sanitation workers are 40 or 50 years old or even older. There are old and young, and no one wants to break their arms or legs to add to their families. trouble.

　　 "Young man, slow down, it's slippery on the road."

　　 A sanitation aunt wears cotton-padded clothes and trousers with three layers of inner and outer layers, a cotton cap on her head and a mask on her face, but her kind and gentle voice can prove the aunt's concern.

"thanks."

Shen Dapeng nodded and thanked him, and slowed down more cautiously. After walking more than a dozen meters away, he watched the sanitation workers cleaning the snow on the whole road. Then he looked back at the enthusiastic sanitation aunt. He did not know where a few young people came from. Carrying a kettle and a disposable paper cup, they poured hot water for the sanitation workers one by one.

Inexplicably warm, everyone has their own position in society, whether they are strong or weak, but they all perform their own duties. Only everyone does their job well and knows what they do to other people. Only by giving gratitude can society become better and better.

　　 As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world!

The lyrics are beautiful and easy to sing, but it’s a pity that everyone wants to do it but it’s even harder. Now people are not focused on the noble quality of others. Most of the time they live for themselves and their relatives and friends. In fact, it’s because of poverty. Working for a month with an income of less than 1,000 yuan, I am self-sufficient and want to support my family.

Not everyone can have Huang Bin’s family and grow up like him with a golden spoon; not everyone is like Cao Mengyuan, who can have an official father and a strong background; it is even more unlikely that everyone can start again like Shen Dapeng. Do your best to walk the path of regret that you have traveled.

　　 "Ding Ding!!!"

　　 The mobile phone text message rang, Shen Dapeng disliked Tian Frozen Hand, and did not look at it the first time, because he thought it must be a question from Wang Xueying.

Walking slowly back to school, the snow on the campus has not been cleaned yet. As far as I can see, there are all dazzling white clouds. The snow on each building is a finger thick, and the edge of the window sill is still like this, flat. Stone paving and withered yellow lawns are the same with the white awn scenery.

In contrast, the snow scene on the dry branches of the big branches is more beautiful. Poplars, willows, ginkgo trees, and the lush leaves in spring, summer and autumn are no longer there. The straight green pine is still green, with white snow hanging, as if wearing a padded jacket that belongs to winter alone.

　　 I admired the rare snow scene in the capital, and went all the way to the cafeteria. It may be because of the snow and cold weather, or maybe it is still early in the world. There are not many students eating breakfast in the cafeteria, in twos and threes, few people.

Shen Dapeng ordered millet porridge and fennel-flavored steamed buns and sat in a quiet corner. Then he took out his cell phone to check the time. A text message on the screen indicated that he did not care. He thought he was leaving without saying goodbye. Wang Xueying sent a text message to inquire about the crime.

　　 But after I clicked it, my hand shook while looking at the phone number. The bun on my mouth suddenly fell, my heart suddenly stopped beating, and my breathing also stopped.

　　 Cao Mengyuan!

The text message on the phone screen is Cao Mengyuan’s phone number. I haven’t contacted him for a few months. When I see it at this time, I even feel a little strange, but it can still make Shen Dapeng nervous, although it won’t be a mess for boys and girls. Bump, but the heartbeat is indeed accelerating~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's a holiday soon, why did Cao Mengyuan send a text message? I'm going back to the capital to celebrate the New Year, so make an appointment to meet in Beijing? Or will you decide to stay in Qingshu County and wait for yourself? Or is it just a simple greeting?

　　 Shen Dapeng was full of expectations and was afraid of disappointment. He took a deep breath to have the courage to open the text message, but looking at the content inside, his brows wrinkled deeper, his eyes full of doubt and confusion.

　　 "1, 3, 5, 7, 9!?"

　　 Shen Dapeng scratched his head in confusion, and then opened the text message sent by Wang Xueying yesterday. The content was the same string of numbers, except that Wang Xueying's text message was returned by Tang Wei '2, 4, 6, 8, 10'!

Shen Dapeng frowned and recalled that with Wang Xueying last night, from the restaurant to the hotel, Wang Xueying seemed to have said the content of the text message more than once, and kept mentioning what she had promised her in the text message, but the text message was just two simple digital replies. What's the special meaning?

　　 No, there must be some explanations and statements, otherwise Wang Xueying would not be able to mention it several times!

　　 Then open the short breath sent by Cao Mengyuan again, exactly the same 1, 3, 5, 7, 9! What opinions are you asking for?

　　 still has some kind of promise and expectation in it? If so, what promise do you want? How should I answer now? If not, what exactly are these numbers for?

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