\"Original essays by Hai Chuan people – The Love Story in the Jar\"

Thread Content

This post was last edited by Benpeng Guo Jibo45 on 2017-9-26 at 10:21. I’ve always had a special fondness for jars and containers; it’s a feeling that I can’t really explain. It is out of passion that I continue to do this job ； Because of my love, no amount of loving seems enough; that’s why I try my best to praise him and document him with my somewhat clumsy words. For this reason, more and more articles have been written; recently, some well-known WeChat public accounts have even republished my articles, and some people have contacted me directly to request to repost certain of my articles. It was only then that I realized that I had become known to others without even realizing it. So, I created the WeChat public account \"Guan Tan Qing Yuan\" to document my connection with Guan Tan in written form, to spread the professional knowledge related to Guan Tan, to help others while also improving myself – why not do it? Welcome to subscribe to \"The Love Story in the Jars of Shulami Women\" – a treasure for maintaining good health, insights into life, and the story of love through jars. “The Romance of Jars” is a pun – it refers to one side to the world of jars, the realm of containers ； Another type refers specifically to jars and containers; my vision for the future is to turn it into the most professional and authoritative public platform for jars and containers. Today is Thanksgiving, and taking this opportunity, I’ve once again reflected on the wonderful memories I have with jars. I also hope that different people can find something they’re looking for in them. An indissoluble bond: The year I graduated from university, my first job, my first actual construction site, was one where spherical tanks were being built. Huh, this construction site is different from those we saw during school trips to construction sites – there are steel plates, steel pipes, steel rebar, steel stepping stones, stainless steel everywhere… There’s no material of any other kind. I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of construction site this is. Since I had never worked before, had never gone on business trips, and it was my first time at a construction site, I was full of curiosity about everything around me. Occasionally, I feel frustrated, complaining about the poor working conditions at the construction site; thinking that other classmates can work in office buildings, I can’t help but feel disappointed and sad. So I comforted myself by thinking that for a girl, it’s already great to be able to get a job at a large state-owned enterprise. Keep going; see what kind of giant structure is formed when these steel components are assembled together. And that’s how I spent six months at the three ball-tank construction sites, caught in a constant struggle of hesitation, self-reassurance, and perseverance. To be honest, among the group of college students who entered at that time, no girls chose to stay on the construction site; the most acceptable option for them was to work in the workshops. And I went to the construction site alone, passing there six months in a daze; it was because of this that an indissoluble bond was formed between me and those jars and containers. Six months later, I was transferred by the company to the operations department to learn about sales and operations. Understanding and falling in love: The period when I first started working was a time when I got to know the other members of the team. During that time, I would watch a welder for an entire day, just to see how many meters he could weld in a day, and how many electrodes he could use per meter ； Let’s see how he starts the arc and applies the base coat, and how many layers are welded for this seam ； I could watch the grinder as he worked to smooth out the welds and remove all rust. I even measured the diameter of the grinding wheels before and after use, as well as the length of the welding rods, in order to calculate their respective rates of wear ； I can watch a riveter as he draws lines on the plate and figures out the most efficient layout ； I could watch the cutter for an entire afternoon, observing how long it takes him to cut a piece of board, watching the cutting machine move smoothly along its tracks, and seeing his skilled techniques; it was both educational and entertaining ； I could stare at the press for a long time, watching them adjust the pressure, coordinate their actions, and work together until a spherical shell panel with a perfectly curved surface was finally produced. Over time, I came to understand them, fell in love with their work, and even ended up loving them. Given that you like your job, and with continuous exploration and learning, the first five years are easy to get through. As time goes on, one’s heart gradually becomes more impatient. After several years of struggle, people start to become self-important, feeling that they now have the skills needed to explore new horizons. Then, amid the tedious and repetitive tasks, one gradually loses passion, motivation, and direction as well. At that time, many of my colleagues who started working there at the same time as me began to leave one after another, which also led me to deep reflections on my career. Should I stay, and if so, how can I realize my value in this job? ； If I leave, what industry should I work in? Will things be better after I leave than they are now? That year was 2010. I’m glad I didn’t leave that year. I’m not tired of this job either; on the contrary, it has deepened my passion for the field of jars and containers. I’m glad that I can still find joy in my work and still discover my own value. I am even more grateful that in the world of jars and containers, I have always been part of it. Forced separation: In 2013, due to a job transfer, I was forced to leave the field of jar-making. Although I work in my field of study, civil engineering, I have certainly gained many different things from this work (I’ve met some elites in the construction industry and learned certain work techniques and skills in that field). But deep down, I have never let go of those jars and containers of mine; just like the eternal flame of the Olympic Games, they are still there... Looking back on those days, I compare it to a rather long business trip, or it can also be seen as a brief separation from those jars. Reuniting in 2015 was not by chance; I came to a completely new platform—the CIMC Jingmen Hongtu Company. It is such a broad platform that provides me and the jars with the space to embrace each other freely and to express ourselves freely. Since our last brief separation, I have been looking forward to reunifying with Guantan. I often imagine when and where our reunion will take place, and in what way we will meet again I imagined countless scenarios, but never thought it would be such a completely new platform. It is truly true that God’s will surpasses human will; at every stage of my life, at every milestone along my journey, God always knows which path is the best one for me. It is said that a short separation strengthens a relationship just as much as a new marriage does. The occasional business trips and separations have only served to deepen my bond with Guantan, and I will cherish this relationship dearly. In the end, things between us will gradually become routine, but I don’t think I’ll leave again ； With all these jars and containers, may we cherish one another from now on and never part, shall we? Ending my thoughts: I have always believed that a group of strong-willed, resilient people like them, combined with me, a delicate and sensitive woman, should be able to create some sparks of love. As expected, I stayed by their side through thick and thin for 12 years; we faced many challenges, went through periods of separation, and there were times when I thought about giving up. But after persevering, I realized that the spark of love between us had always been there. In fact, each of us is ordinary; our daily tasks are also repetitive and similar. As long as we persevere and don’t give up easily, we can create something unique and wonderful that is truly ours.