Month: September 2014

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Grandmother

The Midnight Wind knocked on the half-closed window. I curled up on the sofa, half asleep and half awake. In a trance, I heard your sorrowful cry coming through the vast river of forget. You called my breast name, but I wanted to promise you so much, but I couldn’t say anything. Grandma, did you miss me? I can feel your sadness when I think I am the most painful. You life raised 4 children, my mother is your youngest daughter, from I sensible love you have been by my side, memory of that in mom and dad always fighting a lot, every time I hid in your arms and cried, you cursed mother loudly, and mother also complained loudly that you married her into the Great Ravine and didn’t come out. I have hated my mother since then. I don’t like to call her or go to my uncle’s and aunt’s home. I think they abandoned you. Although you take me with you every day, but I always don’t have dinner with my parents. I sleep with you every night, and my mom and dad sleep with my brother. How did you live in my uncle’s house? I don’t know until now, and I don’t want to know either. Grandma, I don’t want to know too many cruel and ruthless things. Am I very timid? I’m afraid I can’t afford it. I still remember that every time you wash your hair, you have to burn a pile of straw ash first, then put the straw ash into the water basin, stir it well and then clarify, saying that your hair is black and bright after washing, every time when I was in school, you would fry a pancake for me. At that time, it was very luxurious, which made many partners jealous that I had a good grandmother. During the Spring Festival that year, my third uncle was chased to the cliff and fell to death for stealing other people’s things. After the funeral, my third uncle and aunt all came to my house, after talking for a long time, I complained that you didn’t have the ability to marry a wife for my third uncle to make such a mess. You didn’t argue, and you sat in front of the stove and kept wiping your tears, I drove them out with a broom, and my mother scolded I am dead girl who was ignorant. You don’t eat or drink for three days, and become thinner and thinner. Mom and Dad were also anxious, so they invited barefoot doctors to help you see a doctor. I pulled your skinny hands tightly and cried. You didn’t look at me, but your eyes were very empty, like a bodhisattva in a ruined temple. Later, you forgot the world and no longer knew anyone. You had a bad temper. If anyone passes by my door, you will chase and beat me with a pole. Even if I sleep next to you, you will pinch me hard. Grandma, since then, you have forgotten me. Every time the family prepared the meal, you would pour firewood or pigmented water into the rice cooker when we didn’t pay attention. When there was no way, mom sent you to two aunts, but it didn’t take long to be sent back. I felt sad when I saw your face empty. I can’t get close to your story, Grandma, I can’t help your sadness. At that time, I am so helpless. Later, I didn’t live with you any more. I went to school thirty miles away and could only go home once a week. You didn’t get well after you got sick that time, sleeping on a wooden bed was as angry as gossips. I took a leave home guarding you, but 3 days later with a very important competition I must attend, I kiss your forehead let you when I come back, you also already obvious nodded, I helped you clean your face before leaving, but you didn’t wait for me to come back. When I hurried home, you had closed your eyes forever. You slept on the door panel in a brand new blue shirt and shoes, with your hands pulled into fists and your face covered with a curtain of fire paper, my white hair trembled in the smoky mourning hall. I called you grandma, Grandma, open your eyes and look at me. My uncle and aunt shuttled back and forth in front of the mourning hall. I kneeled in front of you for a whole night. When my aunt came to pull me, I grabbed her hand and took a bite fiercely, I didn’t let go until my mother slapped me twice. My Big Uncle said that this dead girl was going crazy. Now, I can’t help crying when I think of these things. Grandma, I haven’t dreamed about you for many years since you left for 18 years. What happened today? I really heard your sad cry. Are you calling my name? Why don’t you trust me? Grandma, if there is reincarnation, you should be happy. You have experienced so many sufferings and hardships. If there is no reincarnation, then you have been with Grandpa and your third uncle now, is it happy? Missing is like a spark of beans, Grandma, in the midnight before the Dragon Boat Festival, I got up and wrote you a letter that could not be sent out, although you don’t know how to read, although you and I are separated from each other forever, Grandma, please forgive my weakness. I can only pick up the branches and leaves that you withered outside your soul and sort them out into this messy text. Grandma, I call you through the vast river of forgetfulness. Grandma, I kiss you through the vicissitudes of life. [Editor in charge: Man Tree]] 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. 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Forget not

The collapse of the house between that moment The cry tearing the liver and gall raging in the sky The hands covered with blood stretched out from the ruins Longing for the pursuit of life Forget The party and the government use thunder speed Transferred 100,000 troops and blew the assembly number I rushed to the disaster area where the ruins and broken walls were everywhere. Thousands of Chinese children! Went to first line Dig out the injured compatriots with bleeding hands Forget Premier Wen Jiabao visited the first line in person His old body with white hair floating Standing in the bricks and tiles is so great Tears of sadness on his kindly face It is full of thousands of heartbreaking pains for children! Forget The running advance of the great Chinese People’s Liberation Army Ambulance carrying angels in white roared past Police officers rescue victims regardless of their wives and children Volunteers went to the battlefield from different places The eyes of the whole world are focused on disaster areas. Forget The choked voice of the TV announcer Tears streamed from compatriots in front of the TV There is a long queue of donations in front of the donation box A kind, honest and United Chinese! It has won the respect and touch of the righteous people all over the world Forget The candle praying in that night is like the shining stars in the Milky Way The hands raising their arms into Forest made a sound that shocked the world together. Chinese man up Chinese refueling The cry of one mind! Moved the heaven to cry Cuibai bowed his head and sob the river Today is the first anniversary of an unprecedented disaster. School buildings rising from the ground fashionable folk houses Neat Streets the laughter of victims from the heart Declare to the whole world with a brand new look Chinese people are a nation that cannot be defeated or suppressed. Always stand proudly in the rising east of the morning glow 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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Give up

The road is divided into two ends, but I will let go. If I see you again, I will never let go of your hand. But after all, it is just a song of memory that if I tell the end of spring, the hazy petals in the Palace of flowers are no longer beautiful awakening is still ringing in my heart whether it is happiness or pain only the memory in my heart can understand the encounter miracle with you that shouldn’t have happened in the season when the autumn wind blows, the ramp that gently takes your hand and goes through it has not been forgotten yet I heard your voice in my dream and woke up the distant memory in my heart. I pretended not to know the horror of being hurt and still swore silently that I would meet you here one day. Why must everything have a result? Sometimes it is a blessing to separate with beautiful memories. It is a blessing to lose a horse. At least I know it is not a blessing. It means that you have to give up the bondage to you. No matter whether you can get happiness or not it’s enough to get the happiness you want. When the tears on your face flow into your mouth again, let me taste the feeling of loving you this is the last time I taste the feeling of loving you again, let me say goodbye to the last time. Tears shed for you say goodbye to yesterday’s you let our love sink to the horizon of the soul like the sunset in the West and never rise again goodbye to my favorite person when I love you until I lose myself the only thing I can do is to give up you. When there will be no more your figure in the spiritual life someday in the future, it means that I really give up you. The love for you can only be found in the deepest part of my memory. Although I don’t know when that day will come, maybe tomorrow or the end of life, I find that the most painful thing in life is to learn to give up the happiest thing in life or to learn to give up you and I don’t give up loving you though I still love you giving up you are not giving up loving you the reason why you give up you is because you said that as long as you give up you, you will surely get the happiness you want give up you are not giving up loving you though I understand that giving up loving you will be happier than giving up you, but I can’t give up you is not giving up loving you, a lover who has no chance in this life, may you be happy 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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Maybe Mars

[Introduction]: in the middle of the journey, I suddenly hear it faintly. It is not ____ that the soul feels a kind of sound like thunder rolling in. The louder the sound goes, the faster the vibration of the soul goes. Suddenly, an amazing scene appeared in front of us. In August, I came to Xi’an Terracotta Warriors and horses which I had been longing for for for a long time. The tour guide explained in her Mandarin with Northern Shaanxi accent in a sensational tone: there were more than 1300 pottery figurines and horses and more than 80 chariots in Pit 2, tens of thousands of bronze weapons. It is the most pit among the Terracotta Warriors of Qin Shihuang. Pit 2 consists of chariot group, step warriors, Knight warriors and Tao pommel horse warriors. The crossbowman opened his bow and shot an arrow, staring at the front, kneeling and standing in different ways; The general figurines were self-contained, not surprised at the moment, and imposing; The taoma was strong in shape, full of muscles, standing with his head raised. The whole Terracotta Warriors array is arranged vertically and horizontally, combined into a array, with spectacular momentum. After listening to the explanation, I stood in front of the No. 2 pit for a long time, trying to connect the description in his explanation with the figurines I saw, and I wanted to carefully understand the scene of the noisy people and horses over 2,000 years ago, feel its grandeur and tolerance. But I couldn’t find that feeling at all. I thought silently: Using stiff clay sculpture to show the grandeur of life seems a little dead in any way. The first Emperor of Qin in those years must be accompanied by the powerful and powerful military force of Qin dynasty forever after his death. But after all, under the ground, people who have not seen the sunshine for thousands of years, where can the life be fresh and wonderful? Is it brave for the lonely soul or wants to use it to rule the territory of the hell? Of course, maybe I don’t have the imagination of poets and the reasoning of philosophers at all, and I can’t feel the meaning and strength of its life, let alone the glory of unifying six countries in the pre-Qin period and the glory of triumph. It is really helpless, and there is only a mystery that is incomprehensible and magnificent. In September, I visited Jiuxiang in Kunming. It is said that the stream of Jiuxiang is a tributary of Pearl River. How can we verify it? Travel halfway suddenly faintly heard, not ____ is mind feel a voice like thunder rolling, overtaking sound voice is bigger, overtaking mind shock more rapidly. Suddenly, an amazing scene appeared in front of us. The water from the stream to the cliff was blocked and divided into two strands, one big and one small, like two yellow ribbons floating on the cliff, running down from the steep cliff, with thunder, falling to the rock, deafening, the water surface stirred up thousands of waves, and then dispersed into fog, permeating the face. I took a deep breath, and the mist was refreshing and inspiring. The waterfall flowing down by two streams is not only magnificent and magnificent, but also graceful and lingering, never leaving. Therefore, it is called male and female waterfall. The drop between male and female waterfalls is extremely large. The waterfall is 30 meters high and the maximum flow is 320 cubic meters per second. If a generator set can be installed at the bottom of the waterfall implicitly, the electricity generated will definitely solve the underground lighting of the whole Jiuxiang Scenic Spot, which can also be regarded as a part of green tourism. This scene at this moment, my mind involuntarily returned to the Terracotta Warriors in the tomb of Qin Emperor. What if the female and male waterfalls accompany the terracotta warriors? What if the terracotta warriors and horses dance with them beside the male and female waterfall? Only when one is quiet and moving, silent and vocal, artificial and natural, can the noble music of the winner be displayed, and the magnificence, broadness and magnificence of the unity of heaven and earth be displayed. Unfortunately, this time I drove more than a thousand kilometers, but I didn’t go to Hukou waterfall due to time reasons. Otherwise, the Terracotta Warriors, male and female waterfalls and Hukou waterfall will be superimposed, what kind of spiritual shock and shock will freeze? 2008-9-2 in Kunming Jiuxiang [Editor in charge: Man Tree]] 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. 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Bugs

[Introduction] all kinds of non-famous insects like singing at this time. All of them are like Maoba. They shout and cannot stop for a while. In fact, no wonder bugs like to gather at this time, because the space is occupied by people in normal times….. There are always many insects in Chongqing in summer. There are probably more kinds of insects than Chongqing people, and their cries are more wonderful than Chongqing people. Every summer afternoon, the sun shines brightly (the rare sun in Chongqing makes people hurt), and the noise of insects is much better than that of the ladies in Chongqing, because the ladies have already been so hot that they hide in the cool air-conditioned room. Because people are afraid of heat, there are a lot of dense air conditioners outside the houses in Chongqing, which are exposed on the tall and dense bamboo-like buildings. It looks very disgusting, in addition, the hot summer makes people more and more reluctant to eat. After thinking about it, many Beauties in Chongqing probably have something to do with this scene. In fact, summer is the most concentrated season of vitality in the Four Seasons. Just because it is too hot, it loses its due vitality in summer (because people hide), all kinds of non-famous insects like singing at this time, all of them are like Maoba, shouting, and can’t stop for a while. In fact, it is no wonder that insects like to gather at this time, because the space is occupied by people at ordinary times, and all kinds of human beings have finally rested, and they are not singing at this time, and when to wait, it can be seen that, the accumulated grudge of insects has not lasted for a day or two. If it hadn’t been for people to suppress the insects, they wouldn’t sing at the top of their voices without life. It’s not a sin to sing with worms. No one blames you for being too wretched. You are forced to live when you are not here. In fact, I also want to sing with you in the summer afternoon, just because I can’t stand the red sun shining (here, I want to pay special tribute to insects, but I really dare not learn from you). It is rare for Chongqing to have a few days of sunny sun. You can sing as much as you like. When the sight of the sun is not good, you may be afraid that there will be more people (sigh)! The insects in Chongqing sing well, not because they can eat chili like Chongqing people, but because there are few sunny days; The insects in Chongqing are very noisy, not because they listen to Aunt talking too much (liao), but because it is too hot when singing (liao)! Call: Learn from insects, sing when you should sing, stop when you should stop, don’t ask too much, don’t give too little, don’t let you eat pepper, just look good! [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. 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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New Year’s Day

[Introduction] I deliberately found an ideal with sufficient reasons for myself to cheer for my life. This ideal does not need to be said, but it can be permanently treasured in my heart, until one day it becomes a reality in life. Today is New Year’s Day. The old year has passed and the new year has begun. The past year was rich and happy. In the coming year, I will be left with infinite possibilities. I am looking forward to completing a beautiful competition with the most perfect action. This competition is a job and a dream in my heart. Time flies like a shuttle, time flies like an arrow, and time passes quietly year after year, like running water, like spring breeze, without stopping. Everyone’s life time is limited, and youth will pass quickly. Therefore, I often think about how to strengthen my efforts for my own goals, but my efforts always seem weak and powerless. Looking back at a dream once, there is still a long way to go. After another 365 days passed away instantly, and at the beginning of the new 365 days, I suddenly asked, what did time leave for myself? Life is struggle. Struggle is the ladder to realize the ideal of life. But for a long time, my ideal or dream seems to have been lost, and I have no ideal. Some are just working for livelihood day after day, and busy. In the illusion of losing action, what ideal can there be? Ideal may be just a word, a kind of association that is contrary to reality. However, life still needs ideals. A life without ideals is like a mountain without green, without vitality or beautiful scenery. Therefore, no matter whether I have ever had an ideal or not, no matter I am standing in the remote direction, I am eager to look ahead of me, even if the front is boundless, just like standing on the top of the mountain under my feet and looking at the boundless mountains in the distance, looking at it, you will know how far the future is. Looking at it, you will also decide how to move forward in thousands of mountains and rivers. I deliberately found an ideal with sufficient reasons for myself to cheer for my life. There is no need to say this ideal, but it can be treasured in my heart forever, until one day it becomes a reality in life. In fact, I don’t have any new dreams. My ideal is just the hope I once had. It has been cold for a long time and needs to be licked warm. Because if the most beautiful dream is put aside for a long time, it will also go out freely like a fire, and wither and drift like a flower. Because time is ruthless, it likes the reality it can see, but it is jealous of the invisible dream. Maybe the time is simple, just last year, this year, and next year. Life is also simple, just yesterday, today, and tomorrow. At the beginning of the new year, last year has passed, and this year has become the present at your fingertips. Make a Perfect wish for yourself silently, plan a neat operation method for yourself, and prepare a full enthusiasm for life, tomorrow and dream, prepare for a persistent attitude. Be open-minded and go all out. I think the new year will be another successful year, and the bright sunshine and the joy of harvest will certainly embrace my enthusiasm. [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. 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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Tears

On the rainy day, there is no rain today. Standing quietly in front of my parents’ grave, tears slipped quietly, blurring my sight and moistening my missing. I always thought that when I grew up, I no longer needed to rely on my father’s generous chest or put myself into my mother’s merciful heart. However, when I was wronged, I felt that I had nothing to rely on like an orphan. The so-called strength was so fragile. All the grievances followed me. Tears were like springs, but no one wiped them for me. Parents are as kind as yesterday, and serene as night. In the dark, parents, can you see your son crying?! The wind blows, the paper money flies over my head. I know, this must be because my parents are touching me. I am the youngest among your children. How can you share your experience? In my tearful eyes, I felt as if you were wiping tears for me when I was sad and grooming me when I was asleep. Now, where are you? Is it right in front of me? When my brother and sister cried and told me to leave, I began to understand that now my parents could only keep in my heart in the way of missing, and teach me to use morality and guide me to do in the way of silence. In the days without rain, my tears were like rain, falling all over my way home. [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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All

Just saw a piece of news on the Internet, saying that Guo Jingming, a famous young writer with great influence in modern times, said to the news media: now there is everything, and there is only one Mao Dun Literature Prize left. I hope to win Mao Dun Literature Prize most. After reading, I couldn’t help sighing. Mao Dun is one of the pioneers of Chinese modern literature. Mao Dun is not only one of the three great literary masters in modern China, but also a politician and social activist. Mao Dun served as the Minister of Chinese Ministry of Culture and the chairman of Chinese Writers Association, and had lofty prestige and great influence on Chinese literary and cultural front. Guo Jingming is a writer of contemporary popular literature and has written many best-selling Youth Novels, which has reached a peak in the field of contemporary popular literature in China. Not only is it popular, but also it has hundreds of millions of wealth. I’m afraid that Mr. Mao Dun was not as rich as Guo Jingming in economy at that time? Mr. Mao Dun had written famous novels and articles such as long-length novel Midnight, novella Spring Silkworm, Lin Jia’s shop, proses “praise of poplar” and so on before Gongyuan 1994. After the founding of New China, Mr. Mao Dun was busy with government affairs and cultural leadership, and he did not create much. Guo Jingming was only in his twenties, less than thirty years old, and he was already a big star. What does it matter if he won the Mao Dun Literature Prize? If we can really make contributions to Chinese culture and Chinese literature, what does it matter whether we won the Mao Dun Literature Prize or not? Lu Xun, Guo Moruo and Mao Dun are great masters of modern Chinese literature. What award did they get? Winning or not is not the main thing. It is more important to truly contribute to literature. 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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[Introduction] Recently, I really want to travel and see the distant world. Living in the city for a long time makes me miss the life in the countryside more. In the comfortable countryside, it is easy for me to fall asleep, and I don’t think so. I haven’t written it for some days, and my thoughts are chaotic. I have thought a lot and thought for a long time. Struggling at the edge of thought, exhausted. I got drunk last night. I thought I wouldn’t lose sleep in this way, but I was wrong. I still lost sleep. Recently, I often suffer from insomnia and work for half a year. Basically, I sleep late at night, which is totally different from the lifestyle before I didn’t work. For half a year, I basically did not drink. When a person gets drunk, I have mixed feelings in my heart. Why do I use this way to resolve the boredom in my heart. Alcohol can’t numb me. Sometimes I think that wine is really not a good thing. I want to find someone to talk to, but who can understand me. I really want to have a cigarette, but I don’t have a cigarette, so I can only think quietly at night. Sometimes the pain of life cannot be expressed. Recently, I really want to travel and see the distant world. Living in the city for a long time makes me miss the life in the countryside more. In the comfortable countryside, it is easy for me to fall asleep, and I don’t think so. The way of life is chosen by yourself, and the pressure can only be so. Sometimes I really want to change this kind of life, but most of the time I have to face the helplessness of life. For six years, I have lived on the edge of the city. It should be said that I am a group of people on the edge of the city, but my heart has not been integrated into the city. Human is a kind of animal that is hard to understand. Maybe my hometown is too strong. When I was young, I always longed to live in the city and thought the city was very beautiful, but I have never thought that the pressure in the city is also quite great. Many rural people have worked in the city all their lives, and finally they have to go back to the countryside, which is not accepted by the city. Simple life gives me complicated thoughts, if only I could be as simple as others. Lie down and fall asleep, so you don’t have to think so many questions. Sometimes I think the problem is very simple, but actually it is a simple thing. I want to travel as early as possible, empty my memory and leave more space to pack new things. Time cannot go back. No matter how much regret it is, it will not help. [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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Sometimes I want to rely on someone, something. My heart is a dry well, and there is no moist spring to support me. So I especially need those gentle and caring. But sometimes, others tell me that gentleness and care also charge. I suddenly found that I actually had nothing. So gradually I dare not get close to those warmth. Because I can’t afford it, and because I dare not take it. Maybe I’m afraid, I’m afraid of something. I am afraid of getting the final and easiest loss too easily. I am not afraid that others will not give me what I desire. I was afraid that others would give me what I wanted, but in the end, I just told me to take it back and take it away from my heart abruptly. Even my crying is useless. Finally, I stared blankly at the happiness that already belonged to me. But it doesn’t belong to me. Slowly, I won’t ask for anything easily. Because everything is exchanged at an equivalent price. I no. I don’t expect others to give it. 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…