July poverty alleviation magazine

A person listening to sad music will have a faint sadness in his heart. Come and have a look with me!

Winning the July poverty alleviation journal 1 is an important measure to promote all people to enjoy the fruits of reform and development and gradually realize common prosperity, and it is also an important way to expand domestic demand and promote economic growth under the new normal of economic development.

According to the deployment of poverty alleviation work of the county party committee and government, on the afternoon of May 25th, under the leadership of Liu Ying, Party Secretary and Director of the Bureau, more than 30 people from the County Education Bureau came to Lingguan panlong village to help.

After arriving at the villagers' organization activity center, the responsible comrades of poverty alleviation work emphasized the work requirements and further clarified the work tasks.

Subsequently, the poverty alleviation team members all went to work in their own homes.

The author accompanied Director Liu Ying to visit two brothers named Xu who live in Xugu Formation in Mangshan, and there are Qilishan Road and Balishan Road from the village activity center. Because of the heavy rain two days ago, the mountain road is muddy and difficult to walk. Along the way, Director Liu Ying started a conversation with the Hsu family boss. The boss of the Xu family told us that the Xu family has four brothers, and the old house at home is falling down. None of the three younger brothers built a house. They worked outside for many years and didn't come back for many years. He said that the biggest difficulty in mountainous areas is inconvenient transportation. Even if you plant something, it is too difficult to transport it out.

After climbing the mountain road for nearly an hour, we came to the old Xu family, and the old Xu family received us. Director Liu Ying forgot to rest, wiped the sweat on his head a little, and went to the medicinal planting area behind Xujiafang to see the growth of Eucommia ulmoides and other medicinal materials and understand the sales of medicinal materials. Later, I got a detailed understanding of the family's economic situation and living conditions, and asked with concern about the difficulties existing in the old man's current life. The old man said emotionally: "For the good of the party and the government. With the excellent policies of the party and the government and cadres who care so much about the people, our people will have hope. "

The night in the mountains seems to come earlier, after 6 o'clock, the twilight has slowly enveloped our party's way home.

As the saying goes, whether the masses are rich or not depends on cadres. To do a good job in poverty alleviation, cadres should put down their airs, bend over and be patient.

Some people say that the lights are waiting, and when the lights are bright, the whole world is waiting.

Things that can't be touched or seen are mostly sad, such as time, such as waiting, such as life.

I, seeing the eyes that will be closed in July, have deep and thorough eyes, and I have dignity only when the priest sees the devil or judges. The stubbornness of July is just like childish in front of the mysterious man with a black cloak and a sickle. After a dark sleep, it will always be dawn and July, and it will be black, not the black I like.

Walking through the path, the pace is accelerating, but it can't keep up with the indifference in July; It's raining, as if to see me off. The hazy gray sky maintains a melancholy atmosphere. The half-flower slam held one by one is the last change for July, and the crisp drop on the slate is the last elegy for July.

It is mountainous, windy and rainy, even fragile life plays different roles every day, showing its Excellence, talent and wonderful interpretation; Only by repeating the boring season day after day along a fixed cycle, I am still silently interpreting my perseverance and persistence, and I have no complaints. Besides, I admire, admire.

I expect that July will no longer belong to darkness, even for a day or a moment, but the doomed ending proves once again that my superstition is ridiculous and sad. However, I still believe that walking on this road in July, you can see the dawn ahead, even if it is vague, you can still distinguish it. Perhaps it is with this indomitable spirit that society can progress, which is really gratifying.

In July, can you cross it? It's like a man standing under a big tree, and then a thunderbolt strikes, and then he appears in his heyday.

In July, can I ask for leave? Just like when I don't want to go to class at school, I feel dizzy and refreshed at home for a summer.

I said, youth, you can go, I am comforting, and the object is me; I said in July, you can go, I am considerate, and the object is you; You brought short skirts, passion, heat and drought, and you were punished. You disappeared in a short time, the sooner the better. This is the sound of all living things except cicadas and grasshoppers, regardless of the owner of the swimming pool. When you leave, you leave a bittersweet memory of a summer. You take away not only our guilt, but also our abuse and curse for being late next year. Of course, this is just wishful thinking.

The east wind does not break, and the west wind is not cool. I woke up from the glitz, hoping that the world would be indifferent, the dead would be gone, and nothing would happen.

Before dusk, I suddenly heard the sound of leaves knocking outside the window. July, thank you for waking up the confused August. Right above your eyelashes. Why are there crystal tears? Aren't you immune to pale time? Here, who will wipe your tears, who will hesitate for you, who will panic for you in the vast sea of people; Yes, the scream of the hand holding your hand, the scream of the eternal sea and rocks, are all that you are tired of, witnessing the joys and sorrows, waiting for you to wake up after a long sleep.

The scholar wrote that the charm of July is reproduced on paper, and there is no resentment and lingering, only the fate of water playing with people.

The singer plucked the strings and the flowers fell on the mirror. There is no helplessness, no sadness, only the euphemistic voice of the piano.

Time flies, water flows under the bridge, and Huang Liangmeng is drunk.

See you in July ...

July Diary of Poverty Alleviation 3 As a senior three student, summer vacation tutoring is essential, and July 7th is no exception. If it hadn't rained, perhaps Qiqi had been repeating the two-point and one-line life of cram school and bookstore, but it happened that it rained, and that was on her way back from the bookstore. It was raining so hard that I had to take shelter in front of the fast food restaurant.

She looked at her watch. It was almost noon. The fragrance of dishes floating from time to time in the store lingered around her nose, impacting her hungry nerves, because the complete works of Qiong Yao in her hand had spent all her pocket money. Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, I turned my head and looked at the raindrops as big as soybeans, pattering on the ground and then blooming into gorgeous rain flowers.

I thought to myself, you really look like my broken heart.

There are more and more people coming and going in fast food restaurants, and the customers seem to have reached an agreement. No matter who goes in or out, there is always a glimpse of July 7th. It's embarrassing to be seen.

Aren't you all hiding from the rain under other people's eaves? Groups of disgruntled du mouth.

At the moment, Qiqi didn't care about the rain. She just wants to leave quickly. Who knows, just trying to lift my feet, I bumped into her. The part that comes into contact with the skin is still cool, as if it has dripped on the feet. One drop, two drops, is water.

Sports shoes, shorts, white vest, a closer look, is a boy who is one head taller than himself. Thick eyebrows are raised rebelliously, long and slightly curly eyelashes are dotted with deep eyes, and red lips with moderate thickness are radiant with charming colors. Qiqi stared at the perfect face for a while.

The boy did not avoid her eyes, but also stared at Qiqi.

A long black head diverged behind him, setting off a white knee-length dress without too many flowers and plants. An ordinary white watch is worn on a white wrist, and the five-color hair rope on the right hand is convenient for Qiqi to tie her hair at any time. Everything is so simple, just like the girl in front of me, with clear eyes and no impurities.

His hair wet with rain was dripping with water, and the water fell on Qiqi's feet, hands and face.

July 7th felt cold, and then I came to my senses. I took an awkward step back and looked back.

"I'm sorry." Boys are embarrassed to comb the hair dripping from the front to the back, but it is easier to shape because it is wet by the rain.

"No, nothing." Qiqi faltered, flushed and shook his head like a rattle.

Boys' corners of the mouth overflow with faint smiles, such as sunshine after rain, emitting a warm taste.

Groups smiled awkwardly and removed bangs from their foreheads. That deadly smile stopped her from overdoing it.

It began to rain again, falling from the sky in a hurry and hitting the earth without mercy. The wind also came to cheer, and the morning glory not far away had nowhere to hide, and pedestrians without umbrellas were also sheltering from the rain.

Children without umbrellas can only run as hard as they can. Looking at this scene, Qi Qi lamented that children who have no money to eat can only starve.

"goo goo"

The five zang-organs temple of July 7th unwillingly resisted. She glanced at her watch. It's already 12 o'clock, poor boys.

"I'm hungry."

"I am not hungry."

The boy looked at Qiqi's tangled little face and said, "Let's get something to eat." He made a gesture with his lips at the first fast food restaurant behind him and smiled at her. Qiqi swallowed and saw the book in his hand, and the childish excitement on his face was replaced by disappointment.

"Forget it, I'll take it as an apology, but I'm also a poor boy and can't afford a big meal."

After thinking about it, Qiqi followed him into a fast food restaurant and promised to leave his mobile phone number and return the money to him next time. It's as simple as that, and they met.

There is not much conversation, Qiqi just eats noodles gracefully. There may not be love at first sight, but there will always be a face, which is deeply engraved in your memory for some reasons. Such people may no longer love, but they definitely belong to love.

Fate is beautiful, so is meeting. You never know what kind of scenery you will see at the next intersection and who you will meet.

There are fewer and fewer customers in fast food restaurants, but neither boys nor Qiqi have the intention to leave, especially Qiqi, who forgot to bring an umbrella. She doesn't want to be a drowned rat.

The rain outside is still so heavy, sitting in the shop, July 7th can clearly hear the sound of raindrops hitting the ground, pattering. How about morning glory? Qiqi suddenly thought that he looked out of the window. Fortunately, he chose the position of the window, and he can still pay attention to the little life.

It's still so strong. Although it falters, it doesn't give in, just like … Mom, it's been seventeen years … Her eyes are dim when she thinks about it.

Qiqi and the boys just sat quietly, and no one broke the silence.

Wait, the rain has stopped.

A phone call came and Qiqi left the fast food restaurant in a hurry. If there is no follow-up to the story, then this may be the end. Qiqi left without leaving the boy's phone number. She only remembers him as a sunny boy. And he did see her name "Qiqi" in the book that fell in a hurry.

He repeated the name of Qiqi. She is really a lovely girl.