-Dedicated to my colleagues Zhou Xianqiong and Song He.
The scenery on the sixth floor, like freshly brewed wine, tastes mellow and simple, and the air is fresh and elegant.
From the first floor to the sixth floor, only the sixth floor does not need an express elevator. From the fifth floor, take the escalator, pass a terrace, and then arrive at the office area. This terrace is a buffer of speed and a filter of the soul. With the road leading to the office as the coordinate, the view is wide, overlooking the fireworks of Xinqiao on the left and the lush green leaves on the mountain on the right. Walking on this road, the scenery in front of you is rich. This season, kumquat is more and more full of practice, breathing blue deeply, and giving me a knowing smile at the same time. The fragrance of Phellodendron amurense is as clear as winding water. At this time, I will slow down and walk into that vast landscape, which is full of friendship.
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Write about my female colleague first. Since I was fascinated by a series of essays written by my colleagues recently, Zhou Xianqiong is one of the colleagues who encouraged me to continue writing. In the comment area of my article about the warm man Ran Yongbin, Zhou Xianqiong left such a message:
A person's elegant temperament is expressed through his behavior. In words, you can feel his politeness. Meeting is fate, and I hope the rest of my life will be invincible.
In the information age, it is a kind of "alien" and a kind of "alien" temperament to be able to calm down and read an article and a book and make such poetic and in-depth comments and wishes on an article after reading it. I don't think it's a compliment, it's a heartfelt sigh after she got along with her colleagues, and it's also a broad and aura light from her heart. I saw a photo of Ran Yongbin and his colleagues. In the vast desert or endless grassland, a breath of youth is surrounded by light and warmth, blowing up bursts of dust or holding Changfeng, pouring out joy and hope round after round and fleeing to the boundless desert. In the vast world, vision and vitality float with the light and shadow, kindness and generosity float with the clouds on the horizon, like dandelions.
Later, Zhou Xianqiong told me that she liked my article "You are the spiritual blood of my work". She read it three times in a row and read a warm and rock-solid power. I think only people with one breath can understand me, just like literary friends I have never met before. The mutual appreciation in the text and the magnetic field of the mind are enough for two strangers to get to know each other at a glance in the crowd, as if they were familiar with each other.
There is no basis for me to travel with Zhou Xianqiong, and there is no fate with the office. With the confirmation of words, it is based on the spirit.
That night, in the east of Chongqing, by the Jialing River, we had a glass of wine to enjoy the moon. There is no lively scene in full swing, only a shallow light, just like the tea in my hand, soft and dense. This slow-paced story fits people's psychological temperature very well, neither thick nor light, neither slow nor slow, and opens a friendship channel from each other's hearts, so bright and so on.
Finally, she murmured, I didn't participate in your past, but I want to participate in your present and future, and listen and follow-I said, the present and future may be as plain as boiled water. She said that this cup of boiled water is rich in vitamins, oxygen and fresh air, so constant and so bright in my heart.
That night, her circle of friends updated a paragraph: true friends are like wine, like the wind, like the moon. Unique. In all kinds of life, leave a mark and take away the breath. Alienation is not suspicious, mutual loss is not against each other, and money does not care. Can advance and retreat. Lovely and reprehensible. Help when you are in trouble; When you are confused, hug each other; Cheer when you are happy. True feelings are the hardest to let go. Into the heart, the most unforgettable. Understanding is the hardest. Don't forget each other, don't forget goodbye. A lifetime of love, a lifetime.
I think this is my heart, too, like the moon in the sky, full of rain and shine, if the road is simple.
At this time, Zhou Zhou is inspecting the Milla Mountain Pass at an altitude of 5000 meters, reading the magnificent blue of the Lhasa River with deep affection. People who fall in love with the plateau, their hearts and highland blue complement each other, simple, pure and vast-like colorful flags, flying against the Changfeng.
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What impressed me most in Song Dynasty was the spring of 20 1 1. At the group meeting organized by the unit, he, Zhang Qi, Bai and others put on straight suits and tied red bow ties on their chests, releasing their passion and dancing youthful vitality on the stage. In particular, his composure has an explosive atmosphere, like the sunset glow on the lake in Boracay. At the moment he kissed the water, life shone between heaven and earth. Don't say gorgeous, just say inner richness.
I don't have much contact with Song, but when I see him, there is always a feeling of intimacy, which is from the heart. This kind of friendship was washed in an orderly way by the bad air, like mulberry smoke in a temple, which was blown away in the air in wisps, and the sound of landing smelled of butter lamps.
Every time I see him, no matter what happens, he always calls me "Sister Feng" from a distance. His gentle tone and modest smile are enough to make people pay more respect to him and be practical as colleagues with him.
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Jin Gyeong is very happy. Every day, he can see the freshest sunrise of the new bridge, especially the joy of the golden thread spewing out of the jungle of Geleshan, passing through the dense forest and jumping into the terrace on the sixth floor. I think this is the first ray of Buddha's light every day, which shines steadily on Jin Gyeong. The unhurried calmness is enough to conserve his blood for a day, just like the beating of "Zizi" when cold water is boiled, and a youthful vitality spreads on him.
At noon that day, we had dinner in Jin Gyeong's office. In a small space, we had unlimited happiness. Jin Gyeong ate in a hurry, picked up the file and left. We asked him why he was in such a hurry, and he said he was going to Fengjie. I saw my former passion and youth in him. The moment he went out, I couldn't help saying, you must drive slowly, slowly. Song said to one side, it's okay, Feng Jie, I'll accompany Qing.
Wan Jie, who usually doesn't talk much, surprised me with his actions and let me see the warmth of mutual help among colleagues. I think the journey of more than 800 kilometers is not too long or too short, which is enough to measure the friendship between colleagues. This is related to Jin Gyeong's daily sincerity and humility, and also to Wan Jie's kindness and gentleness.
If the heart is full of narrowness and suspicion, the world will become narrow and narrow, and there will be no room for spring flowers and autumn moons. If the heart is full of sunshine and sweet springs, the world is what you imagine, so is life, and so are colleagues and friends.