Life commitment prose

Life Commitment Prose 1 On that day, I brought them home from the market, as if I had signed a silent promise of life and death.

It was mid-June, an unusually hot day. The air is so dry that I want to plunder the water contained in all life. In front of my new mansion, I sweated profusely and turned the soil with a shovel. In order to create a relaxed growth environment for them, I am extremely anxious to watch them fade away. I don't do manual labor on weekdays, so I try my best to speed up the frequency of waving shovels, and the sweat on my forehead drops like raindrops, as if to wet the land under my feet. After more than half an hour of fighting, tomatoes and cucumber seedlings were put into the pit, cultivated, watered and sprinkled with a layer of fine soil, which was a long sigh of relief.

Back to the city, get up every morning to see the weather first. If it rains, I will feel relaxed and happy. If it is scorching sun, I feel extremely anxious.

Recently, I've been caught up in something. I can finally go home today. My heart seems to be comforted. An hour's drive, I got off the bus and ran to the place I missed day and night.

Oh! I haven't seen you for almost a month, and the growth of my new life has exceeded my expectations. Thanks for life! Thank the earth for creating weak life. They are like a group of motherless children, who have no one to take care of them and endure the scorching sun from morning till night.

Small pieces of yellow flowers and bright tomatoes are tightly clustered together, which makes me feel extremely excited. Seeing that the leaves below have been scorched by the scorching sun, I feel sad again.

Looking at the cucumber with one end propped on the ground, I have been admiring the greatness of life. I took out the nutritional products that had been prepared at home and distributed them to them one by one. I quickly connected the plastic hose and watched the trickle flow into the parched land and their feet. My heart gradually relieved.

Standing in the early morning sun, my back hurts like a fire. Countless lives on the earth, stretching branches and leaves under the scorching sun, are growing tenaciously. What kind of will should they have?

In order to reduce the burden of life, I gently picked the cucumber with my fingertips. Seeing it covered with thorns, I can't bear to eat it. I feel that my efforts are not enough to bear such a heavy gift and reward. Although I often go to the vegetable market to buy cucumbers, I can eat them with confidence every time.

And this unusual cucumber carries my thoughts, the will and perseverance of life growth, and the emotional sustenance that cannot be communicated.

Standing under the eaves, watching them gently shake their leaves, like laughing, like singing. I smile, too.

When I bought a computer at home, my cousin applied for a qq number, that is, from that time on, I knew Tencent still had such good things. I remember my cousin asked me what the screen name was, and I said it was called "The Hard Journey of the Soul". I didn't feel any change in my cousin at that time. But then I used this screen name and found that many friends didn't understand that I used this screen name. Think I'm a little grouchy.

Although the screen name was casually given at that time, to be honest, I can't say that it was unintentionally obtained. After walking on the road of life for so long, it's time to feel and experience. Whether it is ups and downs or joys and sorrows, I always feel that the meaning of life is actually a kind of hardship.

A few years ago, I had tea and chatted with a friend from the press. He said bluntly that he just didn't understand that life was good for me. I shouldn't think like this, and I shouldn't tease God with such a screen name. Judging from the values of today's society, I seem to be a very happy person. It seems that there is nothing lacking, as if everything makes me envy. In fact, the meaning of life is not at this level. Sometimes I feel that the meaning of life is neither giving nor taking, but a feeling, a feeling from the heart.

Perhaps I have experienced too much in the secularization of society, and the variety of society makes me begin to doubt the essence of my life. But then I calmed down, probably because I experienced the ups and downs of life, which made me feel that God is the real master of this society, and only God knows that the future of life is endless.

I remember when I was in the army, my body, which had been excellent, suddenly went wrong. Strictly speaking, it was a coincidence that something went wrong. It was my second year in the army, and one morning I suddenly wanted to be lazy and didn't get up on time to do exercises. In order to escape the director's reprimand, I lied that I was ill. I didn't know what was wrong with me. They asked me, and I just said I felt sick. But how uncomfortable it is, even today I can't explain it.

In the present words, the head is a very human leader. As soon as I heard that I was ill, I immediately informed the medical team to transfer me to a big hospital. In this way, I was admitted to a big hospital for no reason. The big hospital is different from our health team, so people can't help but say, first of all, all kinds of inspections will be held later. In fact, I feel ridiculous in my heart. I'm pretending to be sick. I didn't expect such a costume to make such a big noise.

On the fourth day of hospitalization, I lay in my hospital bed reading picture books. Speaking of picture books, there is something to say. I don't know whether I am born illiterate or I don't like reading so many Chinese characters, but I just like reading picture books. To this day, I still have nothing to do, and I like to have a picture book in my hand. Some people don't understand, thinking that I have published several books, how can I be indifferent to picture books? I don't know, I just like it. It seems that there are many things in this world that are unclear. Why do you like them? There is no reason, let alone reason.

It seems that at that time, I was reading a cartoon called "Chicken Hair Letter", and I happened to see a guy, six or seven doctors in white coats, one of whom was wearing thick glasses, when Japan raised a butcher's knife and cut it at the child who delivered the letter. It seems that he is the leader this time. He came up to me first, looked at me carefully for a long time, and then asked me what was wrong.

I thought at that time, I have been in the hospital for three days, and it is time to leave the hospital. Is it a little sorry that the person in charge of the unit has been living like this? I said there was no problem. I am telling the truth. But the doctors seem unhappy. They chattered together and didn't know what to say. At this time, I found two nurses pushing carts to transfer patients in. Just as I was wondering, one of the female nurses said that she would transfer me to the intensive care unit. I tried to explain, but no one listened. In this way, I was transferred to intensive care unit.

Entering this ward is like entering a scum hole. Hang two lines of liquid for me first, and then start to do those tests that I can't explain clearly. I was really scared. I know there was a polygraph to deal with spies in the world. Maybe they want to know if I'm really sick or pretending.

But the next day, the nurse asked me to take the medical record to the outpatient building for examination, and I did. Walking in the corridor of the outpatient building, because this is a military hospital, there were not many patients at that time. Out of curiosity, I opened the medical record. I just want to see what tests they want me to do. But at this moment, a terrible line came into my eyes, and the initial diagnosis was aplastic anemia. Although I am not a medical student, I come from a medical family after all. Isn't this disease a hematological cancer?

At that time, I was less than twenty years old. I was blindfolded at that time, and my eyes were almost white. I have been thinking for so many years, whether it is black at the moment or white at the moment. But it was really pale then. Suddenly I can't even walk. Just sitting on the stairs. It may be a pale face or a strange expression. The doctor who passed by me saw me like this and asked me which bed I was in. I said the bed number, and it caused a sensation for a while. We had a hard time in the intensive care unit.

I didn't expect it to be so big to pretend to be sick, and I pretended to be hematologic cancer. Who says he's not afraid of death? He really has no real experience. At that moment, I understood that life is not false at all. But strangely, after reading that passage, my spirit immediately failed, and all the symptoms were developing in the direction of blood cancer.

I can't eat, and I always have nightmares at night. Finally, the hospital gave me a notice of critical illness. Later, when my parents came to the army, the hospital seemed to be powerless. But at that time, parents had their own opinions, saying that their son knew that he would not get such a disease. However, the three blood indicators that are strictly investigated are very scary. I was treated in the hospital for a while, but the effect was not great, and finally I was discharged. At that time, my father was always with me in the army. I remember one afternoon after dinner, we walked through a small lake near the barracks. Suddenly, my father found the tung leaves on the roadside very strange. Just ask me what is the house not far away?

How do I know? But I know it is a military place, because ordinary people can't get close to it. At that time, my father said that there must be radioactive materials there. This may be the reason why I am sick. At that time, I didn't understand, and I wondered if my father loved his son too much, and my mind was a little confused. But later practice proved that my father's judgment was correct. After leaving this place, I seem to have some problems in the next few years.

It seems that life really needs purification sometimes. Its existence can't really be judged by matter in many cases. But to be honest, I have experienced such a process of facing death. Even today, I have never told anyone about the experience of death. It seems that this kind of life and death is sometimes really a thought, and it is really an unforgettable experience.

The second experience is a purely social experience. Walking in society at a young age may be because I met a good leader, or maybe I am really excellent. In retrospect, the career at that time was very different from today, with no thoughts and no so-called unpredictable factors. Every year, I will be the Minister of Propaganda Department of the county party committee. Spring breeze is proud, I feel that although the world once played a joke on my life. But for students, it seems to give me a lot of preferences.

Just when I was planning my life blueprint, I didn't know why, and I lost my job overnight. Organization is organization, saying it is the need of work. But I didn't expect to stay at home for four years I know that for a society that will last for generations, four years can be completely ignored. But for my personal life, four years may be a cycle of life experience.

In the past four years, I have experienced numerous psychological shocks. That is, from that time on, I finally knew that the feeling of the soul is the most valuable thing in life. For four years, I was not decadent, because I didn't want my life to be accountable to God. After all, God didn't let me come into this world to be teased. That is, at this time, I bought a computer and had my own screen name, which made my heart bitter.

In fact, I don't think people need to promise anything to society in this life. Because of the commitment to society, it often brings fatal injuries to life and is also a kind of helpless hesitation. But we must be responsible for our own lives. After all, the existence of life is not a right given by society. I think everyone should make a promise to his heart, and this promise should be eternal. To put it bluntly, people who don't know how to make a commitment to their hearts are undoubtedly at the bottom of life. Don't say that he is rich and powerful, with beautiful women and status.

Everything seems to be changing with the arrival of the new unit. Some time ago, it was the national examination, because it was my first time to organize and naturally it was my first experience, so I won't say much about the taste. Recently, I encountered the recruitment of special post teachers. Originally, this was an activity, but I didn't expect that it was such a thing that brought me an unprecedented mental impact. In fact, I understand parents and students In today's society, no matter what you are, it is not easy to find a job and have a rice bowl.

By the way, just yesterday afternoon, my son suddenly called back from the university and said that they were going to be divided into majors. Yuan said there were not many problems, but the major he wanted to study was full. The school says that national defense students do not involve distribution and jobs, leaving good majors to ordinary students. But my son won't give up. He asked me to call the counselor and explain the situation. Finally, he specifically told me that he must go back to school to visit him in the future and thank him again.

My son is simple in my heart. But I never imagined that I had only been away from home for more than two years, and I even knew that many things in this society needed to be operated. I told my son that I wouldn't call their counselor. Mind your own business. Of course, my son is not disappointed. He said that since I didn't want to, he would come by himself. As a result, he called his mother at night and said it was done. I was very excited when I saw his mother. How is that possible? But my son said that we should not doubt our son's ability.

I want to answer the phone and say something. But then I gave up the idea. What are you talking about? Looking at everything in sight, I have nothing to say. Just a few days ago, a friend's child applied for our special post teacher. He came to me and asked me to look after him. I said let the children take the exam. We have admitted a lot this year. As long as you do well in the exam and have real talents and practical learning, there will be no problem. My friend doesn't seem to want to listen to me. When he left, he took out a black bag from his backpack and asked me to keep it. At that time, I subconsciously realized that this is probably what my son said about operation.

I refused quickly, but my friend refused. I told him that no matter what the society is like, we can't be sorry for life and ourselves. Friends seem to think that how can the world not like money? Why don't you need money to walk in society now? He is still repeating an action, and I am a little angry. I said, do you want to buy my dignity with this money? !

My friend paused, probably thinking that there may be people who don't understand the times like me in today's society. I don't want to hurt my friends or myself. I think, if a person can't make a commitment to his heart, what's the difference between him and a walking corpse? I sent my friend out, and my friend was still mumbling. How can I rest assured if I don't accept this? I said, if I accept this, my heart will not be at ease with me.

My friend gave a wry smile, but I didn't laugh. ...