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Those people, those things, those shallow memories at the end of the month, I went home with uneasy mood. Half because of work, half because of the restless soul. When I arrived home, it was already late. My father looked at me without saying anything and smoked cheap cigarettes silently. My mother said in the first sentence, “my child, you have lost weight, is it not good to live outside? At the same time, I forced myself to turn twice in front of my mother and said with a smile: No! Feel good. My mother smiled and turned to the kitchen to prepare meals for me. Putting down my luggage, I came to my father, handed him a cigarette and said: I will leave tomorrow morning. My father turned around and looked at me doubtfully: why is it so fast? Not much live a few days? I whispered: too late, I will talk about it later when I have time. This dinner was not very pleasant. I lay in bed at nine o’clock and didn’t fall asleep until one o’clock. I woke up in the morning, and the clear air stimulated my breath. There is a slight fragrance of flowers. For a moment, I was still wondering what kind of smell permeated the air of the whole country? I began to understand the taste at the same time, so I quickly dressed and came outside the door. It was also at that moment that I saw the ocean of flowers. Last night, maybe it was because of poor sight, maybe it was because I didn’t care in a hurry. At this moment, the golden rape flowers in front of me seemed to bloom overnight, presenting in front of me. That feeling is no less than the feeling of seeing the sea. I have been thinking about it for six years, but I haven’t seen this scene for six years. I closed my eyes and imagined that the sea of flowers in front of me evolved into golden clouds appearing in the beautiful mountain stream. There are streams, birds, bees, and songs in childhood. In childhood, I lived in the sea of flowers every year. At that time, they ran after Butterflies without any filters, or used glass bottles to catch bees collecting flowers and honey. I will also hate this boring flower fragrance. Only after I got used to seeing the wine, green and red reinforced concrete did I know how beautiful and drunk the scene was. Now I am like a guest from afar. Appreciating a master’s oil painting, the splashing golden oil painting occupied most of the vision. This masterpiece may come out of nature, and there is nothing more realistic than this. Soberly in the raindrops, I didn’t know when the sky began to rain. I suddenly remembered a poem I had read when I was a child: spring rain is as expensive as oil, and old farmers hope for a good harvest. Fall down County bachelor, laugh silly a flock of cattle. My father made breakfast for me and woke me up in my dream. At the same time, I also prepared a traveling bag for me. Think about my parents, just like the golden rape flowers, which bloom in every season and every step of my journey. The spring rain of came a little late, and I was on the long-distance bus to Mianyang when the rain blurred my sight. The scenery outside the window turned into intermittent melancholy. I couldn’t see the golden sea of flowers clearly, the cottage in the country clearly, and I could only see the sadness of the people who left the country full of cars. I felt the chill coming again and at the same time I wrapped my thin coat tightly. I don’t know when the guests who are far away will return to Huahai? When to home? Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Cold autumn

A few days ago, it happened that an uncle was selling flowers. It was said that he could open pink flowers and moved back a basin of violets. He moved in and out every day, watering and sunshine. One day, I suddenly found that the tiny pink flower was fired. The fluffy leaves seemed to live well with a layer of autumn frost floating on them, but the leaves with small flowers gradually came down, and the little lives were waving their hands to say goodbye one by one. Hey! The bleak cold autumn is coming… I wrote at my desk that the cricket outside kept singing and the plants of salsa were withered. The vast white sky is extraordinarily quiet. I think of the song “autumn sound Fu” written by Ouyang Xiu sung by teacher Zhang a long time ago! Plants are ruthless, sometimes drifting. Human beings are animals, only the spirit of things. If you feel a hundred worries, you must shake your essence. However, if you think what your strength can’t do and worry what your wisdom can’t do, you should think that those who are arrogant are made of wood and those who are arrogant are made of stars. Why is it not the quality of gold and Stone to strive for honor with vegetation? Why do you hate the autumn sound when you think who kills the thief for it! There are two seasons, one is autumn, and the other is autumn. But it has blossomed, who will remember it? The flowers have been blown away by the breeze. Scattered at the end of the world, whose tears gave birth to small flowers. In the wrong season, a cluster of flowers came out alone and quietly, with slight fragrance. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Diary

There are many things in life that move you, either happy or sad. I often record them all. That is my trace in my life. Just like a row of footprints left in the snow. Even though it was crooked, it came after all. Calm, smile. The poetic age. We are on campus, under the boundless dusk, leaning under the withered tree, reading books, doing exercises and memorizing words. Youth is the dream of flying, and youth is the struggle and cultivation of self-improvement. I still remember our grandiloquy words and the girl like poetry. Together with me, she lingered along the path of flowers and shadows on campus, and set sail in the ocean of poems. We read Xi Murong, Xu Zhimo, Haizi, Gu Cheng, Wang Guozhen and so on. They will also pick the dead leaves of autumn and the flowers and plants of spring together, and then put them in the diary to make bookmark. Open the diary again, that little wild flower is lying there, blooming in the diary. Pick it up, leaving only a hint of flowers. I think our youth and emotions are just like this small wild flower, which is open in life. When a generation grows old, a new generation will appear, full of passion and beautiful youth. The same diary is full of memories. There will also be light small wild flowers caught in the diary, and there will also be light flowers left in the notebook. Diary is just like the flowers left in the world. The flowers in the diary are like the blooming youth, which will never fade in the memory. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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School

When the school started, I found that none of my friends here Smoked. When I came here, I brought a few packs of cloud smoke. I couldn’t change my habit. I was embarrassed to be alone. I was used to being at home. When I was a child before, others said that this child was pure. After that… in that place, what brothers worship is whether you are doing well or not and dare not to chop people.! When I went home, did everyone say that I was not a hooligan? After passing the exam, I accidentally got here. Brother, calculate it. It has passed eight provinces and three cities including Beijing. Yunnan-Chongqing-Sichuan-Hubei-Shaanxi-Shanxi-Henan-Hebei-Beijing-Tianjin-Liaoning-crossed two rivers. My mother said that she had been worried since the day I left. After all, I have never been far away before. It’s so far away. It is still the nagging at school before. Don’t be hungry …… when I am alone, I think it’s really warm. They all say that the mother is worried about it. It is said that there are pairs here, and I don’t care about it. A fortune teller said that I didn’t arrive until I was 28 years old by marriage. I was very angry at that time. I was numb at that time. But to comfort myself, there are thirty flowers for a man. It’s over. I have to pay the tuition I am an ordinary person. I once swore that everyone would see me, but I haven’t done it until now. My heart is occasionally passionate, but I am not a poet and cannot express my feelings effectively. I don’t know how to write sad sentences when I am lonely. I come from a place which is far away and only has mountains. Whether you are angry or arrogant. I ran to the mountain which belonged to me to sing. There are two voices, one is my coarse howl, the other is also my coarse howl. I just replied from the other side of the mountain. I regarded him as my buddy. When I was 19 years old, I came to a place called Seaside City with my humble traveling bag and my humble dream. Walk into the courtyard called Campus. Start a day called University. University of about. er jiu nian China. I have to add something to this day. I. I want to lightly hold the hand of a woman from the Industrial University… I think. If I was born to be an affectionate and delicate woman in the University of Technology. I must marry a senior fellow of the University of Technology who is as tall and straight as Dongshan. After class, chemistry class, I went to sleep listening to the third row from the bottom. I was in a daze, either on the desk or on the chair. Long ago, I could sit and fall asleep naturally, making people around me unaware. The teacher doesn’t know either. Sometimes, I really don’t want to be young like this. Alas! I felt the vibration of the mobile phone, and vaguely found that it was my classmate who sent a text message asking me if I was asleep, which moved me at once. Somehow, though he betrayed me, he insisted in front of others that I told him to beat cs. Primitive is primitive, I think, I want to talk about it. Tell yourself the best, touch a cigarette in a daze and lie down. I thought about something casually and deliberately, such as the past. I thought about the wind and natural sound when I fell asleep accidentally. Slowly, there is a soft sense of powerlessness, like cotton, unspeakable comfortable. The happiest thing in the world is sleeping. The Heaven is the bed, and the wrist is the pillow. Those who do good things say that bed is the grave of youth. I don’t believe it. People who have nothing to do will talk about it everywhere and want to create famous sayings. Suddenly I wanted to say a lot, but suddenly I was speechless. Maybe the inspiration is still brewing at this time. For me, it seems to be deliberately corrupted, and unreasonably sentimental. It was late at night, where did the seemingly absent singing come from? The long-lost feeling came to my mind. I was not touched and couldn’t help crying. But I used to use it when I was young, but now I use it secretly. Where can I get a cigarette. Let my mind smoke, run, run to the night sky, and then disappear. In fact, this place is really interesting. Some people always think that they are princesses. That look! Someone has been working as a class Committee since then. I became a leader at once, that posture! Some people don’t know what flying is, even the suspenders! Really scholar! Someone has to ask others every day: do I look good in this dress! But there are also people I particularly appreciate, such as others who are so good at math exams and still keep a low profile, top! I have also experienced a lot. First carrying bag step on Dalian of street. I went to the square as soon as I got out of the train and lit a cigarette. It was really cool. When I arrived, I took the train for more than 40 hours. I couldn’t stand it! At school, I had been ill for more than ten days. When I was in the most powerless time, I was lying in bed again. Everyone else went to military training, and I didn’t even have the strength to get up. I fell asleep and unexpectedly dreamed that I was dead. Stood funeral music. When I woke up, I cried quietly and burst into tears. I didn’t know why I went to the business hall to rush the phone bill to someone else’s card. I didn’t know at that time that I had made a mistake about my number for so long. Later, I lost my ID card, and my family said that my registered permanent residence was transferred, so I couldn’t report the loss. The school said that my registered permanent residence was not registered, so I couldn’t get an ID card. A few days later, I lost my Dragon card and didn’t mention anything annoying to me. It’s my birthday, I’m really not used to group happiness, and I’m not used to having deliberate blessings. My friends, schoolmates and friends from childhood, want to talk with you about the distance and hometown, women and money, dirty yellow, I am looking for our friends to get drunk, brushing off the arrogance accumulated over the past two or ten years. Leave me alone until I lie on the street Like (prose editor: prose online) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. 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Red

The world of mortals is a journey. The height is not very cold, accompanied by water. Embracing and carrying, boys and girls in the sunset. A few months ago, a girl got cancer. They traveled around the hospital every day. The smell of the potion didn’t get any chemotherapy, which made the girls lose weight a lot. Messy hair, vaguely can see a few white hair, as if lost luster. The boy’s eyes were deeply concave. He didn’t dare to sleep these days. Seeing the girl fall asleep, his heart was very stable. During these years, the girl had become a part of his heart. The girl wrote in the diary; The cat should go to sleep, and I will give you fish to eat. The cat is the nickname of the boy. The cat fed the girl’s fish soup. After blowing cold, looking at the cat as thin as firewood, the girl called the cat and fed it in at once. They drank and watched together. The girl smiled all the time, standing straight like a blooming plum blossom. The girl wrote in the diary; Cats should be healthy and happy, and may good luck accompany you throughout your life. When the boy fell asleep, the girl’s tears flowed into the boy’s body and turned into a cloud, an indelible soul. I wish this life is a flower obsessed with you, except for the flower accompanying you from childhood, the only flower: I wish this life is a piece of sunshine shining on you, give you a warm embrace, the only one who can hug you. In the world of mortals, we depend on the sky and ourselves, just like the weather, place, and people, we only cherish them. Like (prose editor: Yue ran) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Alive

It’s really good to live. Don’t care how much money you have. The shock in Wenchuan makes you confused whether you are a beggar or a rich man; It’s really good to be alive. I don’t know how much power you have. The floor of Wenchuan doesn’t know how many feet of official hat on your head; Be alive, Mo for worldly possessions, fickleness of troubles, Wenchuan ruins buried many lofty sentiments and aspirations, earthly troubles; It’s really good to live, please remember every minute of Wenchuan. The surviving life demonstrates the greatness and loftiness of love again! Please remember that I pray for you all the time, cherish this love, and you will live better. This is the text I extracted from the May that made us shed too many tears a year ago. Not long ago, I also experienced a slight earthquake. Level 4.3, there was no room falling down, but the sofa I was sitting on shook up without warning. It was very short, only a few seconds, but it was enough to make people panic helplessly. Now, it is may again! A year later, houses and buildings were rebuilt on the collapsed ruins, and people in the disaster area would still live as usual. Those wounds or touches will be sealed in a corner of our hearts by the years and fade away gradually. People are always easy to compare their own fortunes or misfortunes from others’ experiences. No natural disasters, won’t feel alive; No hospital, not know health is a blessing. In fact, the earthquake shocked not only Sichuan, but also in our hearts, which made us pay more attention to life in nature. There is no doubt that we can reorganize rivers and mountains, and we can unite as one! But in that extremely short shake, every individual was so helpless! Therefore, what we can do is to live and cherish life in every ordinary day! In fact, all the sadness, joy and resentment are only between our thoughts. If you like, those walking time can become beautiful scenery. And you don’t have to wait until you pay a heavy price to realize that it’s really good to live! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Dream

The mountain city is relatively cool at night in summer, and the birds also come back to rest in the nest early. Occasionally, there are several cicadas in the tree who speak louder than others, there is also the frogs singing in the daytime at night. But people in the mountain city have already got used to it, whether to sleep or not. Feier was not out of the list, and she fell down after a tired day. This sleep only made her not want to get up, because she had a dream…. I don’t know when the sun in the sky was covered by a thin layer of golden spindle, and the whole world appeared in light yellow. There are neither flowers nor thorns on the Earth. There are boundless and vast trees, different and unique trees, competing for excellence and beauty, showing their own coquettish and beautiful scenery. Feier is looking for the distinctive little tree. Her eyes were fixed on her, and she was watching the small tree 1.1 growing up. When did a lot of curious people come, everyone is making comments there. The little tree seemed to be influenced by the power of watching people, and changed instantly. Pieces of fish scales appear on the trunk, and soon it will become an evil monster. Onlookers are overwhelmed by its ugly appearance. People shook their heads and disappeared. Feier watched the little tree alone and quietly, hoping it could grow as beautiful as other trees. The young tree seemed to understand the sincere wish of the Master in front of him. At a lightning speed, two force claws were born from the root of the tree, and then they were straight up and grew rapidly upward… Feier was excited. She didn’t wait for nothing. God did not live up to the aspiration and let her witness the miracle of small trees. Because what she saw was not only the ugly monsters that were extremely ugly and hated by everyone, but also a group of outstanding heroes. It turns out that it is a Wolong hovering in a thousand-year-old tree, waiting for the arrival of the day and the moment to spread the essence of a thousand years….. I hate that Cicadas get up very early and start their morning exercises again. Feier didn’t want to open her eyes, because her soul was still quiet in the endless dream! Postscript: last night was an ordinary dream, and there was nothing to remember. It was just because today was the beginning of Feier’s decades of work to harvest thin grain. It happened that the realm in his dream was so ordinary and extraordinary. Like (prose editor: Yue ran) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Miss

I miss Uncle, and I never want him to leave my sight of life, even if he doesn’t get anyone’s respect. Three years ago, when it was drizzle, uncle went to the roadside to pick up plastic bottles, which was the source of his life. Suddenly, a black car knocked my uncle’s body up, and the whole person fell in a pool of blood, thus disappearing into the rain of the world. The funeral was not glorious. When grandma cried and the blood flowed out of her mouth, the brothers in the family were tearing. One of the brothers said: how to divide the money? It must be fair. No, whoever has more family members will get more points……. In the past, when Uncle shook in front of their eyes, he was too lazy to take a look at him and always scolded him for his abnormal nerves. Uncle is physically strong, and several brothers always call him farm work. Once the wife of the youngest brother asked him to dig the ground. After digging, the uncle went to eat. The daughter-in-law of the younger brother gave him a bowl of cold rice, a few pieces of pepper and some leftovers, and said fiercely: look at your hands so dirty, eat quickly, don’t dirty my bowl. Uncle didn’t say anything and went to farm work after eating a few bites. Uncle left like this, leaving a sum of money for his family with his own life. The brothers were happy and never happy. I just feel funny that people like my uncle can give a fortune to their families, while the living can give nothing. Uncle, may you live well in the sky, pray……. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Adriatic

Shh! Did you hear it? The waves in Croatia are affectionate, the monsoon is gentle, the air is blue, and the seagulls are also waltz. This is the rhapsody of Croatia, the Blue fantasy of Maxim, the description about Croatia flowing on the black and white keys, and the myth about the Adriatic Sea falling on the fingertips. Maxim, a young and handsome master of classical piano, even though there is no vicissitudes of time on his face, but the beauty of Croatia poured so smoothly on the keys. ‘I don’t know whether it is because Maxim fell in love with Croatia or because she fell in love with Maxim. I only know that since I smelt the smell of sweetness mixed in the Adriatic sea wind, I want to travel with you. Since I know that Bernard Shaw said that he wants to see the beauty of heaven, when I arrive at ambronik in Croatia, I am eager to find the entrance of heaven along the coast of Croatia with you ~ dear, I can hold your hand and follow the winding coastline, stepping on the spray, are you walking towards the direction where the sun shines into the atrium? Really at this moment, I just want to be like this, singing and facing the wind, feeling the quietness and sweetness of the Adriatic Sea. Croatia is full of European Mediterranean style. Beside the church with a small white dome is the Red House in the village, the olive trees with green shade on the hillside exude fragrance, and the vast lavender, like purple, extends to our feet in the direction of the sea. I like seagulls flying over your head and mine occasionally, it seems that I can understand its whispers. Maybe on the road we have traveled, dieckerian, 1700 years ago, also talked with them here! Dieckerian was a Roman emperor who gave up the throne and went home to plant cabbage. In the first half of his life, he fought with horses and fought against the public. After the Roman Empire carried out all kinds of reforms, he was finally tired of political affairs and decided to retire to the countryside. He built a palace in Sorona on the verge of the Adriatic Sea, where he practiced his greatest interest in growing cabbage in his life. Later, when others supported him to regain his status, he was calm. When your Excellency saw the vegetables I planted personally in Sorona, Your Excellency would not have this requirement any more. The old Prince, with elegant stubbornness, pursued his unfettered life in his stubborn way. Maybe just as the poet Iben hamidis said: only when we walk on the happy shore and give up all constraints, life is worth forgiveness! Looking at the velvety sea, I saw Venice on the other side of the Adriatic Sea. In the winding alley, there was a man, Vivaldi, coming with a violin, whose sound was like a complaint. Listening to Vivaldi in this evening, looking at the sparkling sea, beauty came like this. Like (prose editor: prose online) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Summer

I remember that hot summer afternoon, the bright sunshine made people’s eyes bloom, and the sunshine spread on the stubborn face, thinking about the Green River full of golden Daisy Fields in my heart, there is also the old railway track that doesn’t know where to go. May time only stay at that moment, and don’t think about the ferocious life or vicissitudes in the future. Recently, I feel very distressed and regretful. The dream I once gave up was also given up by myself in front of me. You know, how famous that magazine is, I clearly remember the excited mood when I received the invitation letter, and also remember the sound of tears hitting the keyboard when I returned the email to President Peng. I don’t know why I did this, but I know what I should do. Classmates around started to work one after another. When they got married, they had to think of love. Liu Ruoying, who was the favorite, also got married. I remember that in the first entertainment program “Peach protein. On that day, Liu Ruoying, who was already 36 years old, couldn’t help herself with the man she had been madly in love with since she was 21 years old. She cried all the time and could hardly speak well. She was as naive as a little girl, hoping that she was a kite. No matter how far or how high she flew, the line of the kite would always be held in the hands of the beloved. No matter how high or far, the beloved man could find her. However, the man sitting opposite to Liu Ruoying shook his head lightly and said slowly with a slight sigh: I can’t find it. Can’t find it. Hearing this sentence, Liu Ruoying’s tears began to flow. Liu Ruoying, she couldn’t help loving her, but she was rational and indomitable. In the preface of a new book published by her beloved man, she wrote like this: You said that it was interesting to meet trees in the sky. At that time, what you meant was, I am still a young child. Don’t rely on you all the time. I want to learn to grow up by myself! Hey hey, you will always be 90 years old, and I will also be 80 years old. At that time, I don’t expect my tree to grow taller than others, I don’t need to be as tall as others. I am only sure that it is enough for my tree top to see your tree top from afar. Well, silly and lovely milk tea. Well, if you have a big room, if you have a CD machine, if you have two white curtains, if you have a floor lamp, remember, don’t be alone, at night, listening to it when you are lonely and disappointed, you will feel sad. Look, I cried, listening to milk tea’s Gardenia, for the past years, for the abandoned dreams, for those who love and love me, good night? Or good morning? Hehe. Like (prose editor: prose online) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…