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DIY storage Effort out of the window in the middle of the night with a faint sound of car horns, tired suddenly I have no sleep, from a country accustomed to crow barking, suddenly turned into a night of sporadic several loud honking horns, a faint reminded me: this is me in this city. Yes, I was a city people, but, the day of busy the slightest didn't consider himself or a city. Cities are not people, seem to be in the night when I heard quiet voice of a few out of the window into car horns. I am a little thanks to the quiet night. Because it's the quiet night reminds me that I was a changed an identity. In the rural life for a long time, and in the city of the rural counties served, see, feel, and countryside which is very nearly, urban and rural areas is not so clearly distinguish. State of peaceful and tranquil atmosphere and has no sleep tonight suddenly let me put this doesn't care much about the fuzzy understanding.
Yes, I'm from the city, I live in this city. See the tall buildings in a day, see the comings and goings of the vehicle. At work every day, I was in busy repeated day after day. Get up early, to school, to do morning reading tutoring students, busy to eat breakfast, and then preparing, class, grade, the educational research group meeting, every day to check students, sign in by fingerprint. Stylized stylized to my life, my work, my work routine, various stylized life makes me like a robot, do their own each work in orderly. Be back from work, do household chores, for children, for the sake of the family, in order to work, have to be busy. So, I go to work, I get off work, go back and forth in the traffic light, between the high-rise buildings. I'm busy, can't careful look at the scenery around, even met people looked at the scratches vehicle onlookers, I have no interest to go slowly analysis which one it is the responsibility of the vehicle. Only in the night, quiet down outside the window, I just feel really belongs to own time arrived. I abandoned the TV, I don't know every day the director and actors in what the scenes; Although sometimes heard colleagues chatting during the working hours, the that show how to play? But for me it was casting pearls before swine, I don't know anything. I know, I care about, but I care about TV Mobile Stand.
In this city, I care about what amateur. I care about the politics of daily news, of course, a lot of people care about the current politics news, seems to be regardless of the differences between town and country. Before the period of the day, I went to two elder sister's house, the second sister home grandson, this is not I have a brother up. Banquet rooms, and relatives, we are talking about the horse boat lost aircraft. "The plane hasn't come back?" Common topics in everyone. In the information integration, accessible media era, there is no difference between urban and rural areas, is this the benefits of reform and opening to the outside? In the past, rural information occlusion, what news to rural have become old news, no news. Now, in the information channels, not how much difference between urban and rural areas. The current major news everybody attention, needless to say this. And, of course, the horse boat lost the plane like a mystery, the speculation. I go to work, colleagues talking about; My friends and I eat, talk about friends. It seems hot topic especially for a moment also not solve the problem, everyone will constantly talk about. Of course, everyone talking about the psychological care about one thing is common: because with our compatriots on the plane. People talk about tired during the day, pay attention to see if there is any new progress again in the evening. Night is my time, I can see the web page, browse the web on the big news. Of course, in addition to browse the web news, I was concerned about his care about the literature of refined taste wine tasting.