The day I shared a flat with my female boss

For me, they all carry the moment of memory

but beautiful dress is different

it brings countless surprises to my life

it has life

so

beautiful dress is not the most precious

it's just a way of life for me

it's a part of my life. "

After Zhou ruinian finished, there was a brief silence in the conference room, followed by a burst of warm applause, and everyone stood up

"Great! Great Lin Xi'er said to me.

She also stood up, clapped and laughed with satisfaction.

Lin Xi'er also applauded warmly. She chuckled and turned her eyes on me. She also gave me an imperceptible look.

Seeing everyone clapping, I also raised my hand and patted it gently.

"Clap hard!" Lin Xi'er turned to me and said happily, "what are you doing?"

The next morning, I was sitting on the bus to my company. The orange dawn rose slowly from the horizon and climbed up to the top of the distant skyscraper.

As the saying goes, the plan of the day is in the morning. I am always in a good mood every morning, and my heart will be filled with infinite reverie about a better life, especially this summer morning.

I sit by the window of the bus, back to the seat, one ear stuffed with carbon black earphones, listening to bandrey's morning song, imagining the poetic atmosphere of the country in the early morning.

Many times, I feel that my character is split, not personality.

I always feel that there are two self, one is the external self, the other is the internal self. The inner me is completely faithful to myself. He is very artistic, sad, imaginative, and has a certain perfectionism and heroism complex. And the outside me, more calm, more rational, closer to the cruel reality of life.

Perhaps everyone has two "I", which are interdependent and mutually exclusive, interdependent and tit for tat. But anyway, I, Gu Yang, a typical young man of literature and art, an intermediary between rookie and veteran in the workplace!

Last night, I downloaded a lot of songs from my computer and stored them in my mobile phone. I pulled out earplugs from my suitcase. This earplug was given to me by Liu Qing. I used this pair of earplugs to listen to songs with Liu Qing. I used this pair of earplugs to say a lot of warm and sweet love words to Liu Qing. Of course, that was a long time ago.

On this point, I have been soberly aware of, I also rationally accept all this. The past is always beautiful, just like the happy childhood, has gone with the monsoon, they can never come back.

Wang Feng's song "in spring" came from the earphone. Wang Feng has always been one of my favorite male singers. I in his lyrics, in his melody, in his voice, I heard myself, I heard my heart beat, the past, or the fantasy of the future, and those deep into the bone marrow of sadness!

"I still remember many years ago in spring

before I cut off my long hair

without credit card, without her

home without 24-hour hot water

but at the beginning, I was so happy

although I only had a broken wooden guitar

in the street, under the bridge, in the field

singing the song that no one cared about

I still remember those lonely spring days

when I didn't grow a beard

no Valentine's day, no gift

without my lovely little princess

but I didn't think everything was so bad

although I only had the fantasy of love... "

Yes! I can hear my own melancholy in this song, and I can hear all kinds of pain that fade from childishness to maturity! Life is like a dream, each of us is just a passer-by in a hurry; life into the drama, each of us is just a role on the stage.

There is no identical person in this world, because there is no identical soul in this world. But the same thing is that each of us yearns to be understood, understood, loved, and truly comforted by another individual.

"If one day, I am old and have no place to live, please leave me in that time. If one day, I leave quietly, please bury me in this spring, singing the song that nobody cares about in the morning, at night and in the wind..." Will I be old and helpless? If I die, where will I be buried? The cemetery in this city is so expensive!

Some people say that the most miserable thing in the world is that there is no place to live and no place to die. Some people say that there are two saddest things in the world. One is that the son wants to be raised but the parents don't treat him. The other is that there is no country for the old.

We can't afford a house, we can't afford a cemetery, will we have no place to live or die?

Wang Feng sang the deepest sorrow of our generation after 1980 with his hoarse voice, which is also in line with the inherent melancholy complex in my heart.

What we get, what we lose, between gain and loss, will we be disappointed? No matter how helpless life, no matter how bony ideal, no matter how windy reality, we always have the reason to live like this, we always have the motivation to persist like this.This reason, this motivation, I don't know if it is those who love us, and those who are loved by us? Or perhaps, there are those who have not yet appeared in our lives, and who are destined to appear soon.

"You are the brilliant spring at this moment, still like the warm appearance at that time."

This lyric haunts me repeatedly. Together with the whole lyric, what haunts me is the beautiful image. I still remember her warm appearance at that time. I still remember her bright eyes that always seem to contain some kind of emotion, as if they were yesterday.

When the bus stopped at Xuguang building, I got out of the crowd, pushed to the door of the bus and jumped out of the bus.

My ears are still plugged with earphones, playing the song "in spring" repeatedly. There is no doubt that the mood of this song is sad. However, psychologically, everyone needs something sad to soothe our hearts, whether you find it or not.

When I get to the place where the exit of the underground parking lot meets the square, I come across a familiar figure in the light of my eyes, from far to near

I suddenly look up, it's sister Qin!

I'm a little flustered, because I think of that thunder and lightning rainy night, think of those embarrassing things happened in her home, but I have no time to dodge!

"Xiao Gu," sister Qin called me. She waved to me and motioned me to wait for her

I half turned around and looked at her, took off the earplug and stroked my nose. When she came near, I said with a smile: "good morning, sister..."

Sister Qin came up to me, looked at me angrily and said, "Xiao Gu, is there any dollar on the ground? You come all the way with your head down? "

I raised my hand to scratch the back of my head and said with a smile, "no, sister Qin, I'm listening to a song!"

"What song is so good?" Sister Qin's eyes are still slightly angry, "I can't bear to walk down. I'll take off the earplug when I walk in the street. Do you hear me?"

"It's OK, sister," I said with a smile. "I haven't crossed the road again. I'll be careful when crossing the road."

"I'm afraid you'll run into a beautiful woman!" Sister Qin teased me, covered her mouth and giggled.

"How do you know? Sister, "I laughed with her," I'm thinking about this idea! It's impolite to play a hooligan after drinking. It's not a crime to break the beauty fanghuai after listening to music. "

"Poor mouth Sister Qin said with a smile.

I said with a smile, "sister, you look good today! Have you had a good cold? "

Today, sister Qin's upper body is a light purple shirt, and her lower body is a white one-step skirt. Her upper body is beautiful in style and fine in texture, and her neckline is beautiful with ruffles. I can't help thinking of a beautiful sentence: "beautiful young woman, Lingding."

Sister Qin came here very early today. It's still half an hour before she goes to work.

Sister Qin nodded and said with a smile, "well, it's all right." She put the bag on her shoulder and said to me, "thanks to Xiao Gu, I can't get over my cold so quickly."

Sister Qin is teasing me!

"No," I whispered, avoiding her direct gaze, "I couldn't do anything for my sister or help her."

In fact, I helped enough that night!

Sister Qin chuckled and said, "treat your heart first. Xiao Gu goes to see you. When you are happy, you will get better soon."

I don't know if sister Qin intended to dispel the embarrassment in my heart, so she deliberately said these words to comfort me? Now I'm embarrassed to think of the embarrassing incident that happened in her home that night!

Anyway, when sister Qin is well, I can see her kind smile and gentle eyes in the company again. I am really happy for this

I touched my nose and said with a smile, "OK, sister, you don't know that I'm not used to seeing you in the company these days."

"Is it?" Sister chin chuckled and looked at me, "Xiao Gu can really please my sister."

"Sister, let's go up." I said.

Sister Qin and I turned around and walked to the hall on the first floor of zhaoxuguang building, because we came early and there was no one in the elevator. Sometimes I think that those little girls in the company would rather get up half an hour earlier than work hard to clock in.

In modern society, young people's nightlife is too colorful. They don't want to sleep at night and don't think of it in the morning! In fact, we don't have to make ourselves so nervous. We could have lived more easily.

Habit is an important factor to decide success. Bad habit will lead people to walk in a bad direction, and good habit will lead people to walk in a good direction. Mr. Ye Shengtao, an educator, warned us of the importance of forming good habits when we were in middle school!

People who really want to succeed in their careers can't be controlled by the biological clock or dragged down by the pace of life. We should take the initiative in life. We can lose, but we don't lose in the first stop; we can lose to our opponents, but we can't lose to ourselves!

The elevator door opened slowly. Before sister Qin and I could react, a young man rushed out of the elevator and hit sister Qin. He staggered herThe young man raised his hand in a hurry and made a sorry gesture to sister Qin. He looked up at sister Qin and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry..."

The voice was low and gloomy, as if it had come from hell.

I ran over, reached out to hold sister Qin, looked at the man and said, "why don't you look at people when you walk?"

Sister Qin stopped me and said, "forget it, Xiao Gu."

The young man was thin and small. He was wearing a black cap and a pair of large sunglasses. The brim of his hat was too low to see above the bridge of his nose

He gave me a quick look, raised his hand and made another sorry gesture. Then he quickly walked out of the elevator, across the hall and ran to the door.

I frowned and stared at his back for a long time.

"What's the matter, Xiao Gu," sister Qin held the electric door in front of her, looked back at me and said, "come on, the elevator is going up."

I shook my head thoughtfully, turned around and walked into the elevator

I looked at sister Qin and muttered, "this man is so strange!"