I think this kind of person is too vain, but knowing how to repent shows that he can still be saved and will not be buried by vanity.
What is Zhou Shuren's pen name?
Zhou Shuren used more than 140 pen names in his life. Details are as follows:
1898: Jia Jiansheng.
1902: Shu Ren
1903: Chen Geng, Zishu, Suozi and Suoshi.
1907:, Tour, Week _.
19 10: tree.
19 12: Huang Ji and Zhou Yucai.
19 13: Zhou Shu.
19 18: Lu Xun, Tang Yi, Yi, Xun, Shen Fei, Geng Yan.
192 1 year: wind, respect for the past and Ba people.
1922: A living person, a child.
1923: snow.
1924: people who are proud, people who have a banquet, and people who come to the hall.
Zhao Ming and Du Fei.
1927:, Hua, Zhong La.
1928: Shanghai reporter, Shanghai reporter, reporters Ge Hede, Xu Xia, Feng Yu.
1929: Xu Xia.
1930: l Guangzhou Tam, Tam and Lewen.
193 1 year: Tang Yufeng, Donghua, Chang Gung, Man 'ao, Tayin, Yufeng, Al, Minser and Butang.
Love is being together and cooking a lot for you.
0 1
At that time, the unit arranged a business trip to Chengdu, ending the day's trip. It's already ten in the middle of the night. Taking advantage of the night, I hurried to Wannianba to visit Mr. Jiang, whom I had never met before.
Teacher A Jiang/KLOC-just finished his military career in Tibet in 0/6 and returned to his hometown of Chengdu with all his writing achievements. Before, I was deeply moved by his Himalayan story, so I was lucky enough to meet this monologue writer whose soul sticks to the Tibetan horizon.
Teacher Jiang is older than me. This long-awaited meeting, a simple hug, resolved all the estrangement and strangeness. It's hard to imagine, different backgrounds, different experiences, that night, we can talk about the stars and fall asleep. The eyelids stopped fighting, but the mouth was still squirming, talking irrelevant words.
The next morning, I woke up in teacher Jiang's bedroom. Knowing that he had to get up early on the road, Mr. Jiang had already got up. Far away, I saw him in the kitchen, cat hunched, dancing pots and pans, for fear of waking me up while I was still sleeping.
The figure dragged by the light is as familiar as mom and dad. Not at all. I am in Chengdu, thousands of miles away from my hometown, but I have only known Ajiang for a few hours.
"Egg noodles are coming!" Teacher A Jiang was sweating profusely, and two bowls of steaming egg noodles were served. Vegetables, eggs and noodles are warm in heart, and the delicious taste has filled the whole room.
The bowl of noodles in front of me is heavy, with an egg and even a few dishes. Teacher A Jiang holds both hands of a gun and a pen. When cooking this bowl of noodles, he is extremely partial to this young man in a foreign land.
When chopsticks pick up noodles, the rising steam blurs the glasses lenses. I hid behind the lens and ate noodles with tears in my eyes.
The most tenacious moved, lost to the smallest thing. A bowl of steaming noodles, plain and unpretentious, ushered in tears before going on the road.
Many years have passed, and the taste of that bowl of noodles has been deeply warmed in my heart.
02
When breaking up with Annie, Zhou Shu knocked over the five-flavor bottle inside, and the tip of the tongue secreted a bitter taste. Thirteen years of passionate love lost to a dull life.
Zhou Shu and Annie changed from school uniforms to wedding dresses. Their love is just a marriage certificate as a passport. But this long-distance love race, in the end, can't compare with this paper.
After graduation, Anne and Zhou Shu returned to their hometown for employment together, and cohabitation on campus soon became daily necessities. What Zhou Shu never expected was that Anne, who is usually delicate and lovely, said "I can't cook" first, preferring not to eat or cook.
Is to go to Zhou Shu's home, Zhou Shu's mother is in the kitchen, no matter how Zhou Shu make signal with the lips, Anne is indifferent, and has no intention of helping her future mother-in-law.
Sometimes when the company works overtime, Zhou Shu will come back to his residence very late, hungry and full of expectations for a delicious dinner. He even considered whether to customize some candles to create a romantic atmosphere for two people.
Unfortunately, when he stepped into the door, he only saw Annie playing with her mobile phone casually. Not only wait for him to cook, but also wait for him to buy vegetables, wait for him to wash vegetables, wait for him to cut vegetables, and finally wait for him to wash dishes.
Annie said that she was very tired from work and didn't know what you wanted to eat. She can't stand the smell of oil smoke in the kitchen.
Zhou Shu stood there, unable to say a word for a long time. The love that can't rise is full of expectation and surprise, and it turns into calm and indifference.
Less than half a year after Zhou Shu and Anne broke up, they turned around and married Ah Huan. A Huan's education and face value are not as good as Anne's. After entering the love mode, what really captured Zhou Shu was just a bowl of osmanthus braised pork.
Knowing that Zhou Shu often entertains people and has a bad stomach, Ah Huan always deliberately eats less cold dishes, and even goes to Chinese medicine to warm his stomach.
When she has a little spare time at work, Ah Huan learns couples' recipes, steamed eggs with fish flavor, eggplant with strange taste and apple patties soup online. Despite the special taste, Zhou Shu was very happy and tried to eat it all.
I happened to know that Zhou Shu liked braised pork cooked by her mother best, so she went to learn all the methods of braised pork and invited her classmates and colleagues to try the dishes together, so she got the "braised pork with osmanthus".
What impressed Zhou Shu most was Ah Huan's love breakfast every morning, which made him surrounded by love pericardium all day. Fried eggs, toast, black rice, steamed dumplings and shrimp wonton are never the same.
Zhou Shu asked Ah Huan doubtfully, "Why am I worth it?"
"My cooking is not high, but for you, I will try my best to let you taste the most simple and true love from the delicious food!"
It turns out that what really touches the taste buds is love. Love is being together, cooking the best food for you and eating many, many meals with you.
03
One rainy night, it was raining cats and dogs, and the hostess prepared dinner for her daughter in the house.
Suddenly there was a quick knock at the door and the hostess opened it. "Hello, are you Zhang's daughter?" A policeman asked, holding an old rural lady in rags, covered in dust and without shoes. "Mom, why are you here? Comrade police, thank you, this is my mother. " The hostess quickly welcomed the old lady into the room.
After entering the room, the old lady didn't say a word. Just silently took out a chicken, a handful of onions, a few mushrooms and a few garlic from the broken sack behind him, and went straight to the kitchen to start killing chickens, selecting onions and peeling garlic ... The meal was very laborious and the kitchen was in a mess.
When the rice was served, the granddaughter took a bite and cried, because the rice was raw and the food was burnt. A rare reunion, she only stayed for one night.
The hostess kept asking her, but she insisted on leaving. ......
Three days ago, Zhang was still in a small mountain village thousands of kilometers away from the city. In front of the pay phone at the village head, 69-year-old Zhang heard a hoarse but caring dialect: "Daughter, if you are sick, you should take good care of yourself, eat more good food, rest more, and stop being busy ..."
Putting down the phone, Zhang immediately went home, grabbed the only old hen in the family and put it in a sack. She also picked onions, mushrooms and garlic from the garden and hurried on her way.
This is the first time that she walked out of this mountain alone. She learned from others that from the village to her daughter's city, she had to climb two mountains, cross a river, approach a 50-kilometer mountain road, change trains three times and take a long-distance bus for 36 hours.
When she came to this strange city, she was helpless. She knows nothing about this city, can't read, has never seen a mobile phone, and can't tell the direction ... She only knows her daughter's name.
After a day and a night of rampage in this city, my shoes fell off without dripping water, and I was almost hit by a car. All she did was cook a meal for her daughter, because her daughter wanted to eat her cooking when she was sick.
When her daughter recovered, she decided to go home to see her mother. When she got home, she was shocked by what she saw. It turns out that her mother has cataracts and her eyes are almost blind, but her mother has been saving money and keeping secrets from her daughter.
Suddenly, my daughter and mother hugged each other tightly.
The mother's wish is the simplest, that is, to prepare good food for her daughter. That kind of love, once it happens, is to give everything.
04
"Make a breakfast for my beloved, let him wake up in the smell of cream, and forbid him to say that he is in a hurry to go to work. I want him to eat my love bit by bit."
Zhao Yonghua's "Breakfast", like her "The Most Romantic Thing", reaches people's hearts with a kind of daily affection.
We live in a noisy world, but we are lonelier than ever. Eat well, not only
Who doesn't expect meticulous care, cook a good meal for the beloved, and remember the taste of love.
Three short stories,
Go back to the table and feel it with your heart.
What tree is Zhou Shu?
Zhou Shu is camphor tree, and Zhou Shu is also called camphor tree. Different regions have different names.
Cinnamomum camphora, a large evergreen tree of Lauraceae, is a subtropical evergreen broad-leaved tree species, mainly distributed in the south and southwest of the Yangtze River in China.
Cinnamomum camphora likes warm and humid climate conditions and is not cold-resistant. Its height can reach 30 meters, its diameter can reach 3 meters, its crown is broad and oval, its crown is widely distributed, its branches and leaves are dense, its momentum is magnificent, and it exudes the unique fragrance of camphor trees. It is an excellent greening tree, street tree and shade tree.
Evergreen trees, 30 meters high, 3 meters in diameter, with a broad oval crown; Branches, leaves and wood all smell of camphor; The bark is yellowish brown with irregular longitudinal cracks. The terminal bud is broadly ovoid or spherical, the scales are broadly ovoid or nearly round, and the outside is slightly filiform. Branches are cylindrical, light brown and hairless. Leaves alternate, oval, 6 ~ 12 cm long, 2.5 ~ 5.5 cm wide, with acute apex.
The base is wide wedge-shaped to nearly round, with the whole margin, cartilaginous, sometimes microwave-shaped, with the upper surface green or yellowish green, the lower surface shiny, yellowish green or grayish green, and dull. When young, both sides are hairless or the lower surface is slightly puberulent. There are three veins from the base, and sometimes there are five inconspicuous veins when transitioning to the base. The midvein is obvious on both sides, and there are 1 ~ 3 ~ 5 lateral veins on both sides of the upper part.