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Birthday

[Introduction] I left in a hurry and there was still a familiar face not far away. The aunt of the same village who hadn’t entered the city for a long time told me that there was a car coming back to the village. They kindly greeted me to go with me, so I followed them and, there was another familiar face on a motorcycle coming out through the gate of this council. The village where I lived for a long time was empty. The whole brain buried all my desires. Unconsciously, I came to my annual birthday again. I felt inexplicable panic in my heart and my only thought was to go out for a walk. I’m afraid that if I don’t go out for a walk, 2010 will never go out. With endless thoughts on my back, I walked out of the station where I had lived for nearly ten years. Today I have a good excuse: to study in the county. Standing on the deserted street, I waved my hands aimlessly and stopped a dragon horse car in front of me. The door opened. I asked: go to the county, right? Driver: Yes. It took me a lot of effort to climb into the high driving room with a crossbow, and I didn’t know whether it was self-mockery for myself or a defense murmured: I haven’t been in this kind of car for a long time, so I can hardly climb. Then he asked the driver loudly: Do you want money? The driver answered loudly and simply: No. I am not polite: Thank you. The study was finished soon, but I couldn’t adapt to the county town. There were construction sites everywhere, either road building or house building. It was said that: old city transformation. I don’t know what the old city is and what the new city is. It seems that the buildings in this place have never stopped. I thought that the county I yearned for would enrich my empty brain. Standing on the familiar but unfamiliar street, my brain became more empty, lost, unable to find the North, I took out my mobile phone to find the lost memory. As soon as her friend hadn’t got married, I saw her black blue silk mixed with white hair. Her face, which was once a school Flower, is now thin and vicissitudes. She just bought out her job at 30,000 yuan a few days before she graduated from college in 1994; my second friend was still washing dishes and cooking in the kindergarten, and her monthly salary was 600 yuan. After finishing the work in the kindergarten, she took a rest after taking medicine and went to do hourly work. It was said that she could earn another 500 yuan per month, I have no better reason to persuade her to have more rest, just because her two beautiful and lovely daughters go to school while doing tutoring and working in a university, it has been 18 years since her husband’s father and child’s car accident. The kindergarten was holding a sports meeting, and the baby and parents were playing together. I gave the camera to the photographer who was shooting the video, and suddenly turned around, a familiar figure shocked me, the person in front of me looked at me inexplicably with the child in his arms. I calmed down and said to her kindly: Your child is very beautiful. When she finally understood who I was, she turned around and walked away with the child in her arms. It took 365 days a year. Why didn’t I meet the child’s second mother, second sister or third sister and fourth mother for only two days in the city? I remembered what my ex-husband said to others: my wives are younger and more beautiful, each of them has been for six years. Counting by fingers, these four mothers have been six years. I wanted to see the former mother-in-law, but I couldn’t resist the gossip. I stopped in panic and stopped in the zebra crossing under the cross road lipstick lamp. In front of me was the car number of the police station next to the station. Didn’t it go to hell? The familiar faces inside the car made me understand that it was not a ghost, but a human. I left in a hurry and there was still a familiar face not far away. The aunt of the same village who hadn’t entered the city for a long time told me that there was a car coming back to the village. They kindly greeted me to go with me, so I followed them, there was another familiar face on a motorcycle coming out through the gate of this council. Although she was wearing a helmet, I still saw her smiling at me, many years ago, she also told me with such a smile: you can work in the bureau without going to the countryside. But she is my former sister-in-law, so I went to work in the countryside. I followed my two aunts in the same village for the ride. After three kilometers, I saw the driver of the ride gambling, A room full of smoke on the table the gamblers who raised up their money shouted a lot of money in front of the gambling with passion. He looked back at us calmly and said calmly: I will not go back to the village today. Looking at the rich women who lived on the first floor and rented two or three buildings as gambling money on the three-kilometer roadside, the two aunts were very unhappy and sighed with emotion, in order to save more than ten yuan, the helpless journey of about three kilometers is continuing, the two aunts and I walked back to the station and luckily took the last bus back to the village. On the bus, my cell phone rang and stopped, it rang again when I was about to pick up. It was the cook. I called back and the Cook said, “I asked you if you want to cook. I said: I want it. When I went back to the station and turned on the computer, I received a hundred birthday gifts. After dinner, I walked out of the door to continue my memories during the day and felt the pain of three or four blisters on the disappointing feet, with the cold north wind blowing, I shouted happy birthday. After a three-kilometer round trip, I went back to the small room and found a series of missed calls left on my desk. Did they all wish me a happy birthday? Whether it is or not, I wish those who read the article: Happy life every day! [Responsible editor: yi er]] Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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. 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Don’t go

That day, we quarreled again. You said, “you are tired, this time, you really have to leave. I dragged my numb mood and wanted to leave alone quietly. Sitting in the place where we once laughed together, I cried hard. Although I really wanted to let you go, I still couldn’t let you go. I called you again and again to retrieve the relationship of this year. However, your determination made me feel helpless, and I hoped that someone would suddenly appear to help me. Everything is so familiar, even the wind tonight is the same as before. The people who passed by looked at me with strange eyes. The phone kept ringing. I knew that they were all looking for me except you. However, I just want to beg you, don’t go. I am afraid of another ending. I am afraid of the same heartache. I am afraid that I will always be sad, sad, and then grow old. I am not used to the quietness without you. I am not used to laughing alone in the street. I am not used to anything without you. Put down my so-called self-esteem, I just want to keep my love. [Responsible editor: yi er]] 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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Pomeranian

[Introduction] as if looking forward to the coming of a holy wedding banquet, my daughter and I washed the Bomei who was about to get married clean, fragrant and pleasant that night. We believe that after making efforts to plan and arrange the ideas, the following things must be logical and follow people’s wishes. Bomei is a dog raised by our family. Its breed is a valuable Desert Dog. In the last week of last summer vacation, I spent 1000 yuan to buy it from the dog market, which was only a few months old. A circle of white eyelashes, like the leaves of palm trees, closely attached to the black round eyes. When I first saw it, the pair of long eyelashes blinked up and down, and the whole body was white like a white fox reincarnated for thousands of years, charming and enchanting. I, who never took the initiative to approach the dog, unexpectedly took her into my arms happily, like holding a young child. I was extremely happy. After being kept at home for a period of time, Bomei’s home was no longer like home. Her quiet life was disrupted in the past, so she had to be sent to the repair shop in trouble and the balcony on the third floor was used as her temporary place. In hot summer and autumn, Bomei could not hold on any more. When I found something bad, things had become worrying me. For several days in a row, boiled eggs used to be eaten became garbage cleaned everyday. The tail of expressing feelings and meaning will no longer wander happily like fish in the water in the past. For teasing and calling, it completely loses interest, showing a kind of numbness, dullness, indifference and depression. What worries me is that she no longer eats. It is very difficult to stand and walk. Even if you stand, it is like a piece of yellow leaves hanging on the branch, which makes you tremble and shake constantly. There were several red liquid of bomeila on the ground, which made me think in horror that there were two dogs a few years ago. It was also because of the same sign that the treatment failed to end my life. Thinking of this, my heart was as painful as being hit. People and animals both need care and recuperation. If they don’t care but insist on raising, are they wasting their lives in the end? I don’t want to buy, but I prefer to buy, who can control who?! This time, Bomei may be doomed. There was no time to delay, so I quickly informed my husband that Bomei would be sent to the pet hospital at noon. After the anti-inflammatory injection in the afternoon, Bomei was brought back to the factory. I soaked Bomei with the dog food I loved before. Go to the third floor to check the situation before work, carefully try to take the dog food away to see if there is any reaction, but suddenly I was surprised to hear the low sound of Bomei food. After only one day’s injection, Bomei’s spirit began to improve. Her appetite had increased and her body finally stopped shaking. The next day, Bomei, who had taken a bath, was not white but much better than before she got sick. I was glad that Bomei was safe and sound this time. I dared not to let it be left unattended any more and accepted the reality of Bomei returning home silently. Home is warm for both humans and animals. Not to mention that the fixed amount of three meals a day can still keep the heat, and the bustle of people coming and going can also make loneliness become jubilant. There were also two activities of walking outside at noon and evening in one day, which created time and opportunity for Bomei to recover quickly. Every week, when taking a bath regularly, Bomei’s fur becomes more and more fluffy, soft and whiter. Only the fur under the thigh that is not combed in time is tangled like clouds in the sky. I thought Bomei’s disease was like ointment shortage, but I didn’t expect to recover soon after treatment. This is the luck of Bomei and our family. Just a week ago, when I observed my daughter, I found that Bomei’s dirty red body accidentally and reported it to me without knowing what to do. I was noncommittal. My husband calculated carefully that the one-year-old Bomei had reached the spring period when he learned the news. However, how to deal with this problem? We go out early and go back late every day when we go to work. Not only do we not know the people who raise this kind of dog, but we even have no chance to contact the nearby dog walkers. This seemingly simple question made us puzzled for a while. At this time, my daughter provided a message, saying that there was one in our yard. I took Bomei down that day, and saw that the aunt downstairs was holding the same dog as Bomei. The aunt also asked me, is your dog a male dog or a female dog? I said it was a bitch, aunt said, then they wouldn’t fight. There are matching desert dogs in the yard, but how can we contact each other. No one knows who, the difficult time, the difficult thing to talk about, just had a little look, but encountered a new bottleneck. Telephone, I remembered the mobile phone. Although I didn’t want my child to participate in it, I couldn’t do without the help of my child. I can only let my daughter consult the dog-keeping experience concisely when she meets her, and contact the phone number of both parties. A thing we hadn’t met in the past made our whole family think hard about it. There was a god’s chance in the world. On the way we took Bomei to the hotel to take a bath, my daughter pointed at a dog under the dim street lamp and exclaimed, looking at the front, that was the one on the road! At the moment when her husband shook the window and opened his mouth, the middle-aged man who led the dog blurted out unexpectedly, removing his family name and calling out her husband’s name kindly, as if he had known him very early in the past. The husband couldn’t remember who the other person was. It seemed unimportant. The important thing was that the other person knew his husband and left a phone call soon. Next, we discussed what we need to do in the car: after Bomei gave birth to several dogs in the next few months, she asked the other party to choose one in return. If the other party was unwilling to adopt the dog, then you can pay the other party according to the rules. Extra dogs are sold to people who like dogs by their daughter’s grandma. Just like looking forward to the coming of a holy wedding banquet, that night, my daughter and I washed the Bomei who was about to get married clean, fragrant and pleasant. We believe that after making efforts to plan and arrange the ideas, the following things must be logical and follow people’s wishes. Unexpectedly, the plan couldn’t catch up with the change. Only a few minutes in one night, all the expectations were turned into soap bubbles and broke down instantly. Obedient and smart Bomei, refuse to be with strange people! Although it was a fervent and affectionate admirer who was close to Bomei and tall, handsome and powerful, he didn’t get Bomei’s favor at all. Bomei was not willing to obey the order of others, but roared stubbornly, resisted, prevented and took the attitude of attacking to show no cooperation. Maybe it was because of the first time, maybe it had no emotional foundation, or maybe it was because the desert dog had a lofty nature. In a word, the regret of no success made me terrified: Facing life, between animals and humans, originally, there were many similarities. 2010.12.12 [Responsible editor: yi er]] Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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. 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Across

[Introduction] well, the final result is that we are finally in an unknown, unspecial, not Tanabata, in the days without wind or snow, Pepsi, who drank two yuan a can, said to himself in tears in the corner of nobody, “I must grow up. God. Message: I don’t know what growth is more and more. Facing the death of 2010 and the arrival of 2011, I successfully suffered from insomnia on this complicated night. It was almost 12 o’clock in the evening, and I was sitting in a pile of English review materials, such as Diary, Oxford Dictionary, a pack of unopened coffee, some columns of things such as papyrus lie around me, with lyrics that have been listened for half a year but have not been changed in headphones, thinking about this question which seems to never have a satisfactory answer, thinking of the philosophical sentences such as time does not pass away, round is not round, and then returning to God, a whole cup of water has been drunk. They are already busy reviewing. In the next ten days, they will spend a hard and happy time in the monotonous and a little crazy review. The short section is like a rest station during the trip, it is neither the beginning nor the end. I am eager to answer the question of God, but I am afraid that the language will have an embarrassing situation of unexpressiveness. I remember once a friend said that I divided my friend space into two categories, one of which seldom went because I didn’t come here to see some photos and those gloomy and moldy words; The other one, occasionally went there, look at their logs and use them as a ruler to calibrate their direction. I think the log is mostly used to remind myself and others, Life is in what kind of ups and downs, peaks and turns to reach the final Willow dark flowers. The ancients said that it is still true to use it at the top. In fact, after careful analysis, each of us will have such problems and personality weaknesses more or less. After floating in the illusion bubble made by oneself for too long, it will gradually become physically exhausted, dying like wood, making all kinds of actions made by ghosts and gods. Before that, we were so eager for the sanctity and nobility of the sky that we couldn’t even do down-to-earth basic actions and grew up, in short, it is the process of landing slowly from the high altitude I imagined, and I am willing to do so. With the initial dream, I suddenly found that after the vicissitudes of the sea, there was no unexpected shocking customs. My old friends gathered again, and my mind turned upside down. Then I said lightly, I haven’t seen you for a long time. It is no longer the cellphone that always keeps hands on. We chat with each other by short-message phone, talking about three meals a day and teachers and classmates. It is not because of distance and time that we forget our former friends and friends, instead, they will appear in a timely manner when they need help, and then live a good life after they are done. No longer criticizes all kinds of unharmonious social situations cynically, but begins to slowly think about the status quo that can be changed within one’s power, even if it is just as simple as sticking slogans like turning off the lights casually. No longer vent freely when we are sad, no longer wish the whole world to know when we are happy; We have learned to be happy and sad. No longer do what you want, but follow the feeling. A group of people have become close friends who are destined to respect and make friends in their whole life; While another group of people come and go as passers-by, and we begin to deal with them calmly, no longer lament the scattered banquets and missed people and things one after another. After all, there is a certain reason for the world to have a banquet. No longer eager to explain, no longer eager to express, no longer too much worship; When things come across, they begin to analyze calmly and rationally, and begin to establish and strengthen their own goals and ideas. I don’t advocate how to do it with great fanfare, but I always have my own ideas and plans in my heart. We will still do things that we don’t like, and we will still communicate with people that we don’t like; We will erase the edges and corners, go through the age of non-mainstream and disorderly flowers and branches, and we begin to seriously understand and study the doctrine of the mean. When we choose clothes, we begin to pay more attention to the quality of the clothes, instead of just focusing on eye-catching styles and some unintelligible graffiti; We begin to value the brand, but it is not for showing off, because we have formed our own brand cognition and made it practical and specific. No longer damage your body consciously or unconsciously, because the bigger you grow, the more you find that the body is the capital of revolution, which turns out to be a truth. Life has a more multi-level meaning for us. It is no longer simple to stand in front of the ATM this month and imagine that the account balance will increase by zero; The concept of money begins to change, as we approach society, the unpredictable medium of making a living step by step, the truth we see becomes more and more straightforward, so we are forced to learn the means of making a living by ourselves by crisis consciousness. Love is no longer the beginning of love for us, and we put the old and desolate seas and rocks on our lips; With the gradual decline of twenty years old, youth has been worn out very little, it’s time to pat the dust and rally; It’s not that we can’t afford to lose, but that we start to realize that if we manage carefully, we could not lose; It’s not that we don’t love it, it’s not that we are irresponsible, it is more careful to consider the future of ourselves and the other side. It is not easy to say long or long, because we think that once we say it, we will not just say it. Family affection begins to play an increasingly important role in our life. As the uncontrollable factors such as study, love and life become stronger and stronger, we gradually realize that those who take care as a habit, people who regard giving as rewards will always support everything in a fixed position silently. Many things that seemed disdainful and had no technical content in the youth began to be picked up one by one, and began to spend a lot of time reading. In the process of down-to-earth, the idols worshiped in our youth finally went to hell in the time when we turned a blind eye to them. Instead, there were a lot of academic leaders and professional strongmen whose names were very old and hard to remember. The naive word loneliness faded out of our world, and even mentioning it, we would feel our personality insulted. But we become truly lonely people, because loneliness can make a person truly think, be independent, be strong, and even grow up eventually. Loneliness is a carnival for one person, and Carnival is the loneliness of a group of people, which is probably what it means. Loneliness is a kind of solitude in the world, and what lonely people present is a kind of harmony and nobility; While loneliness is a kind of emptiness which is forced by helplessness and has no place to get rid. Distance can make people feel lonely, but crowding can make people lose respect; Social contact is often the mutual warmth of a group of lonely people, and the group of lonely people cannot escape from loneliness itself. But loneliness is not to stay away from the crowd, let alone from the society. Loneliness is a kind of independent thinking and self-exile aiming at self-improvement. Well, the final result is that we are finally in an unknown, special, not Tanabata, in the days without wind or snow, Pepsi, who drank two yuan a can, said to himself in tears in the corner of nobody, “I must grow up. Then you will find that the product of sadness and moving at the same time is tears. Growing up soon, even if alone; Tu Tu finally changed the space name to turnningpoint before the new year, and his heart was clear here; 2011 is coming soon, I hope that this will be the starting point, and everyone can have a good turning point; I would like to dedicate this article to my friends who have been working together in the same boat, and hope to share with them! [Editor in charge: Man Tree]] Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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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Journey

[Introduction] the bus crossed the canyon and gradually approached the Maiji district of Tianshui city, showing a relatively open terrain in front of us, but it was still a mountainous area. Looking around, the mountain was full of yellow and green, the undulating mountain scene, however, the yellow one is more, the green one is less, and the yellow one is the reclaimed land….. The luxury bus galloped fast on the flat Tianbao Expressway, and the Green Mountains and intermittent villages flew outside the window from time to time. The early forest washed gently in the drizzle in the morning, revealing fresh and moist cheeks, and the hazy fog rose between the brow. It seems that I just rushed a hot water Mulberry for my thick hair. The hot air has not dispersed yet, but it grows into a full mist. Along the cliff of the mountain and the mountain, it gently floats and sweeps upward, connect to the cloudy sky. It is cloudy, but it is obviously getting cooler and cooler. Perhaps because of the early morning, the outside of the car window was quiet. Occasionally, one or two freight cars honked their horns once or twice, passing by the bus. There was a TV play in the car. In the liquid crystal display, the masterpiece “if you are the one” by the famous director Feng Xiaogang was played and changed. The carriage was full of people sitting quietly, and only a few enthusiastic partners were whispering in a low voice. The bus started from the station and soon after entering the highway, it went on the Canyon section of dozens of kilometers. Along the way, the high mountains and towering mountains stand up. The deep trees show the deep and deep autumn meaning under the moisture of autumn rain. You can’t see the autumn yellow of the mountain, and you can still see a deep green green, mature and quiet, gently passing through the photo frame of the window. The vehicle passed through a bridge, and the River rushed out from the two mountains which were inclined. The turbid river was mixed with countless soil and sand. It seemed that the river had been flooded not long ago, the traces of flood and sand accumulated along the coast haven’t receded yet. The broken branches of broken trees washed from the upstream in the sand are still hanging green branches and leaves lying on it, and no one cares about them. Autumn is a rainy season. At this time of every year, it is raining and flooding. Soil erosion has always been a common problem in places where vegetation protection is weak, especially in mountainous areas. This cannot help reminding people of the mountain rain and flood that happened in Zhouqu in the province not long ago. One of the important reasons is that the local forest vegetation is destroyed and soil erosion is caused by serious natural disasters. The bus crossed the canyon and gradually approached the Maiji district of Tianshui city, presenting a relatively open terrain in front of us, but it was still a mountainous area. Looking around, the mountain was full of yellow and green mountains with ups and downs, however, there are more yellow ones and less green ones. The yellow ones are the reclaimed land. After the autumn harvest, the fields are clean, showing the original color of the soil, green is the grass quilt beside the field and the trees around the village. This is just a scenery that can be seen instantly along the road and out of the window, but it is far from the scenery seen in the canyon. The main point is also the luxuriant trees. It is said that Maiji Mountain in Tianshui is a well-known scenic spot. Maiji Mountain Grottoes, which are known as the four national grottoes, are located in the middle of the mountains which are not far from here. If the opportunity is suitable, I really want to go there to see it, which is an eye-opener! But it is not enough now. The task now is to go home. When the bus arrives at the long-distance station in the city, it should transfer to CMB in the county. It takes more than three hours to reach the local road at the gate of the city smoothly! [Responsible editor: yi er]] Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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. 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Perfect

If perfection is a full stop, my life is a comma. If perfection is ideal, then I can’t achieve it. My life was plain and not smooth. It seemed that every time I was about to reach the other shore, the hurricane suddenly knocked over my sail. But I can always be careless. I don’t know how many turns I have made until now. Although I was confused about the road below, I was not killed or injured, but my mood was hopeless. Everyone said that the road was made by people. How could I cut the thorns? Where can we smell the fragrance of flowers in the age when weeds grow. I don’t know whether to fight against me or give me a test, from anger to sadness, from impulse to self-pity, and my temper suddenly turned into reason, I don’t even know whether I want to laugh or cry next moment. I lowered my head and roared. I have experienced hundreds of spiritual creations. I want to wander around the world. I want to eat the last meal without the next meal. I want to be happy with the circumstances. I envy the wandering people, you can forget the whole city by carrying the burden. But I dare not. I can find hundreds of reasons for myself. But I admit that I am too cowardly. Even if I am full of thousands of bows and arrows, I still dare not pull them out. I live in a painful life, it will continue……. [Responsible editor: yi er]] 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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Ip Man

[Introduction] The plot is Ye Wen’s experience in martial arts after he arrived in Hong Kong. At first, he opened the museum to receive apprentices, encountered twists and turns, and then competed with local martial arts masters, thus showing Ye Wen’s martial arts skills and personality spirit of modesty and self-esteem. Tonight rest. After visiting the mall, a movie is on the court, Ye Wen 2. A word, wonderful! I used to be here too. I saw Ye Wenyi. It is quite wonderful. Although the story is simple, Donnie Yen’s performance is very mature and well-shaped. The shock and touching of these two films also largely depend on Donnie Yen’s successful performance. The story is naturally different from that. The plot is Ye Wen’s experience in martial arts after he arrived in Hong Kong. At first, he opened the museum to receive apprentices, encountered twists and turns, and then competed with local martial arts masters, thus showing Ye Wen’s martial arts skills and personality spirit of modesty and self-esteem. The following is a fragment about the match between Master Hong, the Chinese martial artist, and the British boxing champion. There is no doubt that the British boxing champion was arrogant and arbitrary, from which we can also see that Hong Kong was under the control of the British government at that time, the hard living conditions of the people and the unyielding sacrifice of Master Hong aroused the indignation of the Chinese people, and also aroused the strong anger in Ye Wen’s heart. Ye Wen was determined to challenge the so-called British boxing champion for the sake of the public and the private. The climax of the story was the competition between Ye Wen and the British boxing champion. The so-called fairness of the competition rules, the rascal and domineering of the British boxing champion, and even the heavy boxing as iron did not make Ye Wen afraid. Ye Wen, relying on his unique and outstanding martial arts and mind, was more brave in the Vietnam War. Finally, under the encouragement and cheers of the Chinese people in the audience, the so-called arrogant boxing champion was hit under his feet, and his movements were clean and neat, and his fists were not empty! Two words: happy! The story was finished, but the audience’s thoughts were endless. We not only admired Ye Wen’s exquisite martial arts, but also admired his indomitable and self-respecting personality spirit. Ye Wen was a mortal, is a bit of curiosity. Fan, fan in life appearance, Qi, Qi in skill cultivation, his personality spirit is worth learning, no matter in what era! [Editor in charge: yuiran]] Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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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Heavy feeling

[Introduction] I think: attaching importance to emotions is the first thing, and sensational is the secondary one. If you want to stir emotions, you must have emotions first, and you also attach importance to emotions. You should know: emotions are not aroused by agitation, but naturally revealed in your heart. 1 serious emotions and sensational emotions are two different things. A person who is serious about emotions does not necessarily like sensational emotions, nor is he good at sensational emotions. However, some people like sensational emotions, and those who are good at sensational emotions are often not very sentimental people. Emotion should be simple, and there is no need to put a beautiful coat on it. I don’t think it is necessary. This can only make people feel the falsity of your emotion, not your sincerity. Your emotion is sincere and real. You don’t need to stir it up, and it will naturally come out. It is useless to stir up the natural sincere emotion without stirring it up. I am disgusted with those people who like to be sensational. It is hard to bear the fact that there is no real feeling. 2 I am not the kind of person who is good at sensational, and I don’t like it either. I am a real person. It was like this when I was a child. The country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. Those hypocritical things can’t be done, and I, I am me, I am like this, simple and honest. The same is the way to write things. I can write what kind of words I am people. I can’t come to the imaginary ones, but I can only come to the real ones. I can say what I think in my heart, I will pour out as much as I have in my heart. One can say one, two can say two, and I can’t make up three without three, let alone four. Of course write novels. 3 I am a person who pays more attention to emotions, but he is not the kind of person who is good at expressing his emotions in front of people. I like someone but I don’t know who I like, and I’m not good at speaking. Although I have certain skills in writing expression, the words I write will have better effect and more freedom and smoothness than those I speak directly to someone to express my emotions. My emotions are all in my words, not in my mouth, because I am a writer, not a speaker, I am a writer, not a speaker, that’s all. My mouth is really clumsy. My words are all in my heart. My inner world is really rich and splendid. 4 I never like sensational in public, nor am I good at sensational, and also hate sensational. I am not a person who is good at creating momentum and atmosphere. I never do bluff things. My emotions come from my heart. I don’t have to raise my feelings. I don’t need to make up things about emotions, because I am a person who values feelings and is also rich in inner feelings. I am belongs to the kind of introvert, not the kind of person who reveals feelings, so I am won’t be sensational in general occasions. I won’t do delicate and artificial things. I am such a person. 5 I think: emphasizing emotions is the first thing, while sensational is the secondary one. If you want to stir emotions, first you have to have emotions, and you also attach importance to emotions. You should know: emotions are not aroused by agitation, but naturally revealed in your heart. If a person who doesn’t care about love only relies on sensational emotion, this kind of emotion is also false, and no one will really believe it. You must have your own true feelings when writing things, and you can’t rely on fanning. It is the same for writing poems and proses. You can’t be a little false, and you have something to say in your heart. Otherwise, what you say, the words written are also false, and the feelings expressed are also hypocritical. Writing should be like this, never deliberately sensational in the article. 2011-1-4 [Responsible editor: Ke Er]] Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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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Past

[Introduction] more often, in the past, it was like a chisel knife which was neither light nor heavy, carving a few strokes on his heart plate urgently or slowly, for several decades or even the whole life, I never forget that deep or shallow or thick or light left some imprints that Xu she couldn’t wipe out in the bottom of my heart! Many of the past have passed, just like the famous saying: let the past pass! However, the seemingly relaxed expression contains another profound meaning: Although you want to express, a kind of positive emotion that you have to give up and forget the past and face the reality calmly, but unconsciously, it revealed the helpless and unbearable heart, and there was also an invisible message about the past information! However, in the past, it was really like that. It slipped quietly and sneaked away accidentally. Then, when you wanted to reach out and grab it, but it is like the quicksand between fingers, the light spots between leaves, which are invisible and empty? Not only that, but the so-called famous words are just some reluctant excuses for not forgetting the past. Most of the time, the past is like a clear river, flowing in your heart, no matter how you want it to stop, it is impossible. Just like the singing in the dream of a new Mandarin duck butterfly by Taiwan singer Huang An many years ago: the water (but) becomes more flowing. Although the distance of the river is far from today, it only belongs to those yesterday that have already become the past, but this river is still there, and it stays in the unknown wilderness somewhere in life, suddenly one day, when you are surprised to find that it is still so clear and vivid, bright and compelling, and even better than the scenery on the current digital HD LCD screen, in the leisure brain storage cells, you can walk freely. Its flow did not break away from yesterday, nor disappeared from sight. It connects today’s flow segment, from the hair to the end of human nerve, from the sixth sense organ. Living in the real world, the growth is delayed, and it has been flowing towards the unknown tomorrow, as if a piece of: the lonely sail is far away from the blue sky, and the only thing to see is the flow of the Yangtze River in the sky! The landscape of the old days, along the boundless hazy and ethereal River flowing towards the distant sky, flows temporarily until it disappears at the end of sight. Is it an indispensable process? Just like the beautiful hook Moon is destined to stretch out from the east and fall down from the West, just like the delicate flowers blooming in spring and withering in winter, all ages and ages! And more often, in the past, it was like a chisel knife which was neither light nor heavy, carving a few strokes on his heart plate urgently or slowly, for several years, decades or even a lifetime, never forget, deep or shallow or thick or light leave some imprints that Xu she can’t wipe out in the bottom of my heart! The delighted, painful, loved, hated, cherished and abandoned are always like the old and quiet green pine skin at the top of Mount Huangshan, experiencing wind, frost, snow and rain, draw the deep and shallow tree lines, the lines that have gone through the vicissitudes of time, record the situation of yesterday and record the pictures of the past! No one will leave the past completely like the old newspaper, without any trace! Whether it is a great man or a common man, in front of the peaceful and open past, they are all so ordinary and equal. They all stand on the platform of time, looking at the station they once passed, happy or disappointed, the past has been left behind, in the riverbed of memory, forming its existing bending degree and its unchangeable track. It is here, flowing, in the territory of the soul, gurgling, spray Ying Ying! ——! [Responsible editor: yi er]] Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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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Grin and

The two kinds of pains were pressing on me at the same time. Unexpectedly, no tears could flow out of pain. It seemed that tears would flow down. It would be better to find the comfort of the soul. No one knows what I am in pain. No one knows why I am unhappy. In the face of them, only by smiling bitterly and hiding the pain in my heart can I find that if I forced myself to smile for a long time, I will suffer internal injuries. I can’t keep working hard and still can’t stay in the setting sun like Zhang Xiaoxiang, give up the optimism of scales and waves, only to think about Xin Qiji’s desire to say, but to say that the weather is cold for a good autumn. I have thought about my ambition, but I am afraid that Lu You will not be recognized. [Responsible editor: yi er]] 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…