Random thoughts:
Why are you investigating? There has been no answer, or there are some high-sounding reasons to say it for fear of grandstanding, or some ideas are directed at utilitarian ideas for fear of being criticized by everyone.
Chairman B passed by the dormitory and told me about the investigation. We remember, well, I have to face this matter squarely.
Now, I just think I should do this:
First, because I have never really done it, I shouted "from practice". I know how to do it, or I don't know how to practice it. I remembered that sentence again-knowing and feeling are two different things;
Secondly, judging from the change of my role, I only think I should have the ability of research. At least I've never eaten pork, and I've seen pigs run. It is necessary to understand and clarify: what is research? How to investigate? What's the use of research?
And its internal thinking and realistic logic;
Third, from the choice and measurement of the future road, we should have such experience. It is not only the "experience" of whitewashing resume, but the internal thinking logic of experience and its guidance to future work methodology.
On the subway in Beijing, I wrote a sentence: "Only by being close to the world can we know the world and perceive it".
At this moment, the heavy rain in Baoding washes away the green leaves on the roadside, and the red wall is also very bright; The car passed many Woods, many villages, many paths and roadside farmland.
As a child of a farmer, I have never felt so close to the "people" in the book. ...
? The Quaker's name for Sunday
When I first visited this village, I was in a hurry. Obviously, all the villages in the village are fully prepared. The village cadres waited in the village committee office early, prepared materials for the corresponding residents in the village early, and waited to get off the bus and enter the house.
Blind prejudice makes me doubt everything, especially under so many gherardini faces, but I still have to pretend to have a plan, not only to fight against the ugly flattery of the outside world, but also to fight against my laziness, such as the conscious guidance of village cadres, the complaining psychology of villagers, and even my own sympathy, and consider the percentage of truth in every sentence.
Weeping grandma
I can't give him any help, I can't relieve her of any worries, and I can't even stay with her for more than 10 minutes. Apart from useless sympathy, all I can do is to record the facts in her vague expression, mixed with sympathy, which may make the situation more miserable, just like recording life more harmoniously in the richness I see from my eyes. ...
I wrote this in my diary.
This is not the first time that I have found that the truth I have heard is not necessarily true. Every laugh, every complaint, every pause and every deliberate change of tone need to be taken into account under the so-called real independent variable.
If grandma were still alive, maybe she would have the same situation-
Wearing a big gray jacket and black trousers, she may still be a woman who bound her feet in the last century; In the low light, my teeth have fallen off, my hair is gray, my eyes are deep, and wrinkles seem to never find room to climb ... The room is dark, the lights are not necessarily on, and the black walls around it are also reflecting light to show its existence-time has left traces on her and around her that maybe only death can disappear.
The partner made a questionnaire seriously. When asked about the house, the old man's bare gums were torn up and down. A voice said, I'm afraid, I'm afraid of a rainy house! Fall down and kill ... tears in my eyes ...
I suddenly remembered many scenes about death: for example, quarreling and calling each other "You might as well die ...", for example, my lover said "If you die, I won't live"-only when the old man told us with tears that he was afraid of rain, thunder, his son alone, and the house falling down and crushing the word "death" did I see that there were only people in the real sense.
What she fears must have happened before it can be so real; This must not be seen, which is even more terrible.
Tears make us unable to cope. I can only pat the old man on the shoulder and hold his hand, so that she can feel that I am a real person, a person who can really listen to her-talk about things that have been suppressed and troubled for a long time, even if I don't understand.
The investigation requires us to be objective. Apart from useless sympathy, what we can do is to record the facts according to her vague statement.
Later, I have been thinking, even holding the old man's hand and listening to the old man's story, what's the use for her?
One night at the meeting, the teacher of the Youth League Committee talked about "the people's sense of gain". I sighed at the last platoon leader. Perhaps "form" has an advantage of at least 50%, that is, it makes the people feel that even if they are poor or widowed, there will always be people who care about them and always remember them. There are still parties and countries behind it.
I probably understood the old couple's psychology of seeing us out when we finally left. I took my partner's hand and said, "We can eat steamed bread and vegetables every day, or we can eat steamed bread and vegetables …".
That night, I recorded the information and arranged it late. At two o'clock in the morning, I listened to the recording, opened the file, and solemnly wrote down the "Description of the situation of xx elderly people who were initially assessed as" missing users ",sent it to my partner, and then handed it in with the information.
We may not have made the world a better place, but at least we have not made the world a worse place. ...
the next day
After waking up, I chatted with brother Qiang. After finishing the work, he arranged it for four o'clock ... I can't help but admire it.
Sitting on the bus to the township government, I was in a daze with a list, thinking something inexplicably and writing a few lines in my notes:
Maybe I should understand that if I doubt the light of this world and tend to guard against darkness, I should also question the darkness of this world and go towards and recognize the most expressive light ... If the real world is black and white, then the "dark game" hidden behind reality must be good and bad.
The old director who has worked for 18 years was dragged by us all day. I learned that he had arthritis when chatting on the road. It was raining in this area the day before ... At the same time, we also felt some sympathy.
Cadres are also people, and they are also rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar tea.
By the end of 20 17, there are still 570 million rural people in China. The fine implementation of all macro strategies, the improvement of people's livelihood, medical care and transportation at the grassroots level, and the handling of various affairs of the masses are all managed and implemented by these front-line predecessors. Thought of here, I suddenly felt ashamed of my young blind doubt and paid tribute to the old director. ...
Chatting all the way to a family.
The couple's yard is clean and tidy, and there are simple and sturdy sofas and wooden tables at home. The old woman has a neat hairstyle in the Republic of China, and her hair is kind and fair. Like all old people, her body is slightly rickety. What is unusual is that there are two pairs of glasses on the wooden table, one with a brown pattern and the other with a bracket on one side. The following is the book I have not finished reading.
The old director said that the old couple were semi-illiterate and the old man was a "barefoot doctor" in the village in the last century. Now the state gives a monthly pension! The family is not rich, but it is not poor.
I thought about what kind of image it would be. A few decades ago, he helped the world, and she married the chicken with the chicken; He felt his pulse in the front room, and she cooked and nursed in the back room. When farmers are busy, they go to work together, take their children and let them play in the fields. After returning home, they climbed into their father's big wooden chair, fiddled with polished brass weights, and casually pointed to the names of herbs with scales. ...
My partner filled in the questionnaire carefully and quickly. I was lost in thought and felt ashamed. I picked up my cell phone and photographed the room.
the third day
I used to hate that some organizations or institutions even those with no technical content abused people in the name of work or …. On this day, I began to feel that from the management point of view, any behavior is just a means, there is no distinction between high and low, only the effect is different. In addition, if electromechanical, drawing, photography, typesetting, etc. It's all technology, maybe management. Even if I didn't agree or disagree in the past, I must admit that my previous understanding was shallow.
On this day, the sky is no longer gloomy. After two days here, God finally accepted this group of people and wanted to give them a smiling face.
We took the bus for a long time and came to the farthest town. With the experience of the previous two days, our companions are familiar with it. The uncle who is more experienced than us is a guide to the town and gives us advice on how to improve our work efficiency. On the basis of maintaining the basic principle of independence, it may not hurt to make appropriate changes.
At noon, I settled my lunch in the township. Many people get tired of eating in hotels for a few days. They are happy to eat cauldron dishes. After the hot meal, they went to buy popsicles nearby. The cadres and sisters in the town envy "it's good to be young" ...
I can't forget my grandmother's house on the first day. I don't know if she ate, what steamed bread and vegetables she ate. ...
In the afternoon, I listened to the village cadres and sisters talking about welfare and family, watching us talk about young people and the recklessness of rural data used in writing papers. I don't know if she is sincere, but she still thinks the village is good and can really feel it. She didn't say how she felt. The other sister who was chatting with her said "Yes". I can vaguely feel it, but I can't express it, but it also exists. This is a "dark game", not necessarily bad.
I ate a questionnaire in my hand and felt that what I saw was not necessarily reality, but at least there was a shadow of reality, which may be the purpose of Ma Zhe and party constitution's emphasis on practice and investigation!
……
On the third day, the work ended ahead of schedule. Everyone is tired and excited, and they can go back to school the next day.
I couldn't sleep in bed, thinking about three days' experience, that grandmother-
In the dim light, the party emblem I put on the table sparkled. ...
Endnote:
On my way home, I opened the book Seeing again and saw that "knowing and understanding are never the same thing" ...
After three days of investigation, I just got off the bus and needed to watch the train go to Beijing for an interview in the afternoon. After the interview, I will make up lessons and take an astrometry test. I need to make up all the lessons and notes I left behind in the week at the weekend and prepare for the exam in time. ...
Miss me that night, Ming told me that he was on the train from Beijing to Taiyuan, and he had to go home to take medicine today. He decided to go to Shandong for development again. Of course, he also talked about house prices and the cost of living. ...
Suddenly, a sensational remark-
You are in charge of wandering the rivers and lakes, and I am in charge of guarding the rear.
It suddenly occurred to me that I once asked: Is life always like this?
Thinking of my crying grandmother, I wrote that life is not always fixed, but I chose it.