There is a place waiting for you for 365 days;
There is a door open for you 24 hours a day;
There is a light on for you 1440 minutes;
Whether you come or not, there is always someone smiling.
We said, "Things have changed, things have changed, everything is changing."
We said, "companionship is the longest confession."
We said, "Only when the mountains are in harmony with heaven and earth will we dare to leave you."
We said, "It's easy to persist for one day, but difficult to persist for one day."
However, in this era of rapid development and changing at any time, she is more beautiful and arrogant every day. Waiting for every minute with the sincerity of lovers. Whether the sun rises or sets, it rises and falls. As he said, "Life goes on and the lights don't go out." (Pan Yueyong)
She always believes that in the dark winter night, you must need a place for you to think quietly, and you must need a lamp to illuminate your inner hesitation.
She is the Goethe Library, a place that warms everyone.
20 19 snow came quietly to us and fell silently on the eaves of every household in the dark night. Before dawn, I saw the beauty of this world.
"Let me sleep for a while." The lazy child curled up in the quilt and refused to get up.
"Tickle, tickle", pedestrians on the road have begun to shuttle back and forth, and everyone and every car are careful.
"Knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock.
The light is on, it is warm orange, my heart is warm, and there is a faint smell of coffee.
Not many people, maybe a little early. But a figure is busy in the library. She is not tall, bent, with strands of silver hair flashing slightly on her head, strong arms, a mop in her hand, a bucket next to her, and a washed white rag on the side of the bucket. Wait a minute, seriously delay. The clean reading area has been cleaned, and every desktop has just been wiped, and the reflection of the light on it can still be reflected.
Such a snowy day didn't ruin the cleanliness of the floor, there was no snow and no footprints. On this snowy winter morning, this figure looks like a mother holding a lamp, waiting for a wanderer to come home in the dark night. She weaves warm clothes with her working hands, and keeps pulling the lamp flame with her mother's watch to make it shine brighter. A pair of expectant eyes staring in one direction. With her, you have a home. With her, there is warmth. She is one of the guardians of Goethe Library-Teacher Du.
When the young man approached, she seemed to feel the breath, stopped her work, stood up straight in an instant, and her eyes turned into light, which could instantly transmit the temperature to her heart. I leaned slightly, whispered "hello", and then continued to clean.
I don't know which naughty child seems to have put a sticker on the ground, but he can't pull it off. She crouched down, almost fell to the ground, frozen the nails of a slightly rough hand with cold water, and carefully dug this small piece of sticker. She wanted to take off her tenacity without hurting the ground. However, she always smiles, as if this job has brought her infinite happiness. Finally solved this stubborn disease. She straightened up and looked at the clean ground, relieved, but with a sweet smile and infinite satisfaction, she became more kind and peaceful under the light.
Another girl came in, a pair of cotton boots with a little snow trace, stepping on the place just cleaned. She still smiled and leaned over, said "hello", and quickly bent down to clear the snow and continue to work.
One hour, two hours, the number of people increased one after another. She repeated the same action countless times, but the smile on her face was like a sculpture, which was not changed by the alternation of day and night and the wind and frost.
Some people say, "The Goethe Library lights up the ever-burning lamp of Jining culture."
Someone said, "How long will this lamp last?"
Someone said, "Who will come to see it in the middle of the night?"
Someone said, "Is it really 24 hours without closing the door? Is there a holiday on New Year's Eve? "
This pure and beautiful snow has come twice, and more than 700 days and nights are waiting every minute. The firecrackers on New Year's Eve seem to be in my ear all the time, getting closer and closer. However, there is always a person who smiles under this lamp and expects the fireworks in this world to bloom more beautifully.
Goethe once said; "Light more lights."
This lamp is the brightest among thousands of lamps he expected.
I watched, he watched, and she watched. ......
The torch didn't stop transmitting for a minute, and the temperature was constant and warm.
Someone always gets lost in the dark;
Someone always gets lost in the snow;
There are always people who accidentally fall down on the road;
People always freeze to death in the cold winter.
And all this wisdom can be found in books.
Here, it will always be a warm harbor. There is always an open door, a light on and a person guarding it. A carved expression is fixed in time, smiling at your quiet appearance when you open the page.
Mizutan Goethe Library is waiting for you 24 hours a day! (Li Zijun)