Month: December 2014

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Heart Rain

The pattering heart rain overflows my heart and overflows my heart. The joyful laughter is flying in the gurgling water. Your shadow in the pure rain curtain breaks my firm heart door again and wakes up my dream. Why do you continue to dream on the keyboard, and think in the text, let the heart rain splash your skirt, hoping to pull the dream. There are you and me in my dream, and the Heart Rain ripples in my heart again. The Love silk in the rain makes this season more moist and romantic. I remember that day I strolled in the Internet space, looking for my heart crazily. Suddenly, you in the same city left a few words and left freely. The emotion turned into a heart rain in an instant and drifted to the sky together with my thoughts. At this time, you stood at the end of the network, staring at the fluctuation of light rain, and opened your open mind. We met each other. It is such an opportunity that no matter how many lonely nights I have experienced in the future, no matter how many heart rains I have bathed in, it will be treasured in my memory. Maybe this acquaintance is the strongest emotional pulse beat in my heart rain, maybe this is the fate that heart rain brought to me. In the days of missing, my heart rain floats with the wind, let the sweet rain moisten your tender face, and I mix the dripping tears into the heart rain, let the rain Mark draw two overlapping hearts in my heart. I clearly knew it was a belated love, but I still drunk my soul without hesitation. The heart rain in early autumn overflowed my heart, setting off waves layer by layer, and the floating soul could not find the other shore. This heart rain moistens many dry memories and picks up the tears of happiness. The flowers instantly slide between fingers, which makes me unable to hold them in my arms, but I will treasure that feeling. Because life is originally a process of seeking feelings. Let the trickle heart rain accompany me all my life, let the overflowing tears kiss your cheek lightly, the tears of missing flow slowly between my fingers, every piece of my soul diary has the mark of heart rain, there is the lingering of love, the destination of heart, and the helplessness of love…… [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. 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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Datong

[Introduction] Datong, who advocates freedom, is always said to be impossible. How can there be a world like a peach blossom garden! How could there be such utopia clothes! Ha ha, this is my ugliness! See it! Smile, let this smile turn into a big smile, dispel your concerns, it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter I have seen countless mornings in the morning, and I always want to adjust a perfect state in this morning, but I am always knocked over by the dirty air, I thought it was my own ability, but I still couldn’t do it. Finally, I found that it was the dust of the society. Someone always said that I was incompetent! I said Timid. I understand you. I am neither afraid nor timid. I am have had enough. The perfection of society is just like perfect International. Is that mine? It’s still yours. You have your ideas, dreams and work hard for them, right! Young capital urges you to work hard for it! What I saw were those wives and children who were fired on the first day of work and the day after tomorrow. But who recalled Datong? God is always like that, life is just so many years, the brilliance of miracles is always given to creative people! But I am not, not without creativity, because every soul has a different mission from God, so you do it! To try hard! For workaholic, for love! Working hard for the Communist Party! Have eat imperial grain not Emperor’s! Is! Is that our target! But what I see more is that those people who don’t know are doing something that they don’t know. Party how! There are people who joined the party and haven’t been admitted to university in the Affiliated High School of ningda University. What do you eat? Yes, good family! Some class teachers did so much for the class, but in the end they scolded a lot! Why? I should know the greatest weakness and desire of human nature! I always feel, even touch, something, that is, the world is a system. I don’t belong to this system. When I am subdued by this system, I have no capital, yes! Some people had thought of me, but they found that the capital needed money and power, so they began to study hard, get fame, join the party, enter the university student union and become cadres, please the leader, I give in! What I saw was such a world. Mr. Runzhi once said that the highest state of socialism was Datong! Who can see us? Who! With the development of entering the country, the highest state of socialism will not be the same, that is, capitalism surrendered by interests and desires! The progress of the society is to use human sentiment as the best fuel to sail far away! The last shore is the pure interest relationship between people. The final beneficiaries are those fishermen who are proud of Mantis and catch cicadas and yellow birds behind. We are commonly called scumbags. There are many such people in the world, including me, but who can not bow to it!? The world is such a thing that someone will escape, someone will despise those who escape, I despise those who escape, then who despises me? Oh? Thunder? Is you! As I said, my ugliness is your epitaph. Remember that your life is your choice, and the epitaph of the consequences is my last best and most perfect contempt for Datong, which advocates freedom, some people always say that it is impossible, and there is no world like peach blossom garden! How could there be such utopia clothes! Ha ha, this is my ugliness! See it! Smile, let this smile turn into a big smile, and dispel your concerns. It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter. This ideal has been practiced to death. Maybe I am also that kind of person! In short, I don’t want to live like this any more. I always start my mind in the morning. Every day, I always prevaricate the world, the society and every knife. How much I hope someone I am understand, but who will understand? Or will laugh? It will be dark, is that my daytime? Or is my Apple always red? Wine is always purple? I was very happy and sad at every point of sticking to conventions. At last, I found that when I was lonely, it was the most real time for me. The epitaph was only boundless, and there was no official document. Honghu covers the sky, leaving only white clouds. Ramps ring xianshuang, Mann strains other side attractive sweet smell. Kuojing pro inscription, Orchid Pavilion and articles. There must be a clear sound, and the kite will sound overnight. The kite sings the love coffin song, and the people in the song are gone. Looking back on the single Love, there is no heavy number. Face cover Danqing roll, headrest dream red building. Looking at the northwest, looking up at the east of the river. This life know destiny, Sea Doo amount blessing. The fame of Dazhi opera is wide. Only because you are so kind. Ask the tomb to meet, the mountain cloud does not know where. Independent epitaph, with the same curved surface as the East. 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Gray

The New Year’s Eve 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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Looking

[Introduction] there are always idle open spaces with grass, yellow in spring and dark green in autumn. Lying on the soft grass like a silk blanket, the grass leaves are like towering trees, which are directly inserted into the sky beside the face and ears, looking at the high blue sky and floating white clouds without distracting, I will recite fairy tales in my heart, and I can’t help humming songs in my mouth. When I was young, there was always a vegetable garden in front of the house and behind the house. I used corn oranges to clip a garden barrier, and then planted a circle of corn, which isolated the childhood world. There may be cabbages and radishes in the vegetable garden, or sweet potatoes and potatoes. My interests are always hidden in the Ridge and ditch. Lying under the sweet potato leaves, I will catch and hide with myself, or imagine a guerrilla war without blood, as lively and romantic as firecrackers during the Spring Festival. There are always idle open spaces with grass, light yellow in spring and dark green in autumn. Lying on the soft grass like a silk blanket, the grass leaves are like towering trees, which are directly inserted into the sky beside the face and ears, looking at the high blue sky and floating white clouds without distracting, I would recite fairy tales from the bottom of my heart, and I couldn’t help humming songs one by one. It was like a blink of an eye. I was over half a hundred years old, and my family had already lost the vegetable garden and the grass. I always look for the song I used to sing half lying in the sun in my dream, even one word or another, but I can’t catch it all the time. When I was shocked, I found that what I lost was not a ballad or a fairy tale, but the interest, the childlike innocence and the carefree life. [Responsible editor: Ke 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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Approached

There was no preparation to visit Li Zhuang. I just wanted to walk freely, but after the tour, there was a big shock: I am late! Before visiting the village, there was a question in my heart, lingering for a long time. When Japanese cavalry trampled on our nation more than 70 years ago, why did the suffering Tongji choose Li Zhuang? Is it attracted by Li Zhuang’s spring rain, summer wind or autumn beauty? Or other? August 1937 was a time that Tongji people could never forget. The gunfire of Songhu Battle drowned the campus of Lang Lang Shu Sheng. From then on, suffering began to grow together from there in a hurry. The desks of Tongji students passed through Wuhan, Hengyang, Guilin and Kunming in the loud explosion of strong Lu, and traveled for thousands of miles in the grief and indignation of looking up to the sky. Tired dreams were exposed in the wind and dust of thousands of miles, and the distant hope was floating on the clouds and smoke of thousands of miles. Finally, even the brightness of Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau was frightened. Tongji has the initiation of moving to Sichuan. The hardship of sending to Shu Road blocked the iron feet of the intruder and cut off the smoke of bombing with the steep mountains and rivers. Tongji thought of the schoolmates in Sichuan and sent the message of the move to them. Qian Zining was a very enthusiastic person, with the anxiety of his alma mater, rushing to Chongqing, Luzhou and Yibin along the Yangtze River against the water in the distant gaze of the people of Tongji, nanxi is full of chariots and horses. There are many people. Where is a peaceful home? Him disappointed. At the same time, two hurried passers-by on the winding road brought this God-given opportunity back to Li Zhuang. The news summoned several talents of Li Zhuang together and made amazing actions after several discussions, sent to Tongji: Tongda Qian Chuan, Li Zhuang welcome; All needs, local supply. Just sixteen-character of message situation over Yangtze River, righteous. Let’s remember them: Ronan, roboxi, Wang Yunbo, fan Bokai, Li Qingquan. Tongji stopped at Li Zhuang, which had the function of attracting Phoenix and building nests. When the historical language came, Fu Sinian’s footprints of selling books because of poverty were left on the muddy mountain road of Li Zhuang; The Central Museum raised funds, li Ji was looking for the lost civilization of the Chinese nation in the vast Gobi in northwest China; China Construction society came, and the love bookmark of Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin was stuck in the title page of the history of Chinese architecture; Social science came, tao Meng’s bent back lingered under the eaves of the gate official field. Therefore, the research results of “Dialectics of ancient life”, “Yin Li Pu”, “six kingdoms record”, “Chinese phonology”, “Sichuan folk house” and so on came into being, these fruitful achievements were the silent struggle of Chinese culture against foreign powers during this period. This is a big battlefield without smoke of gunpowder, which is full of reverence. 3 qian Li Zhuang the human mind accepted 11,000 people Cultural gathered, Li Zhuang people’s generosity of spirit to improve on a highly, showing a broad. This kind of height and broadness has no trace of reserve and tweaking, only dripping and generous, and the overall grand charm is filled in Li Zhuang’s mountains and fields, farmhouses and courtyards. Today it seems that we still have to look up to be able to talk with them. It is the long Yangtze River, the continuous contacts, and the tolerance of Li Zhuang that made Tongji choose Li Zhuang! 2010 nian 4 yue 2 day and Yibin Li Zhuang [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. 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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I am

[Introduction] in fact, when I recall it carefully, I have been waiting for such a friend. A long time ago, I was moved by one sentence and felt that he understood me standing in front of people with a mask, although I seldom contact now, I always cherish this friendship. I have never been a person who likes emotional leakage, because I know that no one can help you, and all emotions can only be digested slowly by myself. In the process of digestion, no matter pain, sadness, regret or happiness …… no one can understand or replace it. I once thought that it was after such a mental suffering that people gradually matured, gradually became indifferent instead of innocence. Therefore, as for my friends, I usually don’t express my emotions easily. However, in the bottom of my heart, I still hope that a friend around me can see and understand myself. Even if I don’t say it, I can still know my sadness. This seems to be a kind of delusion, and I know it is impossible. But I don’t know what’s going on. Every time I get upset during this period of time, this idea becomes clearer and stronger. In fact, when I think about it carefully, I have been waiting for such a friend. A long time ago, I was moved by one sentence and felt that he understood me standing in front of people with a mask. Although I seldom contact now, but I always cherish this friendship. How many friends do you have in your life? And this will gradually alienate as time goes. And now I am looking forward to this kind of fate which is beyond my expectation. Is it because I am under too much pressure or wearing a mask for too long …… what happened to I am? What happened to me…… [Responsible editor: Leaves]] 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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60

[Introduction] we heard what Mr. Huang said, and opened our eyes very wide. Don’t even blink your eyes, afraid of missing this good opportunity. As soon as the teacher opened it, we were reading and writing. The words were very ugly. Mr. Huang shut down again and didn’t let us see it. During the salon class on Tuesday afternoon, teacher Huang organized another small method to recite our study very quickly, in fact, this activity is not a way for teachers to teach us or for us to learn from our classmates well. At the beginning of the game, the students were talking and laughing, very noisy. Our game is a help for everyone. The requirement of the game is that I will show you some words, words, idioms, etc. You can write down them in 60 seconds, and then write down the words you just saw in 60 seconds, words, idioms, sentences, etc., see who can write correctly. Preparation start. Teacher Huang said softly. As soon as Mr. Huang opened it, the whole class lowered their heads to write. Teacher Huang frowned a little when he saw it. Why have you written it! In this way, everyone can be right. Now I want you to remember to recite it and write it on the paper. Teacher Huang said loudly. As soon as Mr. Huang finished speaking, he saw our eyes wide and serious. 50 seconds later, the students were ready to write silently. My heart may be different from what others think, because my heart is in the last ten seconds. Teacher Huang changed the big screen into three round small characters. After a while, my deskmate approved. After the approval, most of the students all smiled with satisfaction at the corners of their mouths. Some students were sad and unhappy. After a period of time, it was a small paragraph to write silently. The teacher just showed us, and we all laughed. This paragraph is the twelfth natural paragraph in the 19th lesson “Bird’s paradise”. We have recited and missed this natural paragraph without any difficulty. Hee hee! You are cheated by me! I don’t want you to be silent about this paragraph, I am want you to be silent about other natural paragraphs. Teacher Huang said to us with a smile. As soon as Mr. Huang opened it, we just gave a sound. We only teach this natural paragraph today, and we are not good at reciting it. I will give you another minute to recite. Huang said. Two minutes passed quickly unconsciously. Mr. Huang blocked the screen again in a flash. At that time, many people forgot what the first word was. Some people couldn’t recite it, so they simply didn’t write it. They made a big one on the paper. He was: Chen Zihao. I just saw it. Don’t be discouraged, you must calm down and think slowly. I said to Chen Zihao softly. Kong Yifei, hurry up and write. You don’t have to think about it. It’s better than you don’t write. Huang said. Kong Yifei lowered his head and wrote. But teacher Huang looked at our faces, and all of them were sad. I will give you a 10-second peek. Teacher Huang said loudly. We heard what Mr. Huang said and opened our eyes very wide. Don’t even blink your eyes, afraid of missing this good opportunity. As soon as the teacher opened it, we were reading and writing. The words were very ugly. Mr. Huang shut down again and didn’t let us see it. Teacher! Give us five seconds. Someone said. No! Huang said. Three seconds! And someone said. Four seconds! Second! Impossible! Mr. Huang said firmly to several boys. The Deskmate exchange teacher Huang said. After a while, everyone felt a little sad because they didn’t have all the right ones. The right classmate stood up. Huang said. Only two or three students stood up excitedly. Teacher Huang gave each of them a small gift. Ting-a! Ting-a! The class bell rang, and we were a little happy to finish the class [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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Beautiful?

I know when I will not stand in the sunshine and say to the tree that the root of this grass is so long. I will not lie on the grass and look at the moon, whether it is round or not, try hard to find that naughty rabbit in it, and identify the direction pointed by the tail of the Big Dipper spoon. Passers-by, peddlers, and aunts in the store smiled and looked at their expressions and movements. Ah! I am haven’t seen it for a long time. yankon mei? Is the Night Sky beautiful? Are people beautiful? Beautiful? My God, I dare not answer. -Look in the mirror secretly and make some strange faces, but I don’t feel funny at all. There are always many strange things in my dreams. Sometimes I remember when I wake up, sometimes I forget, but I finally forgot. I tried hard to make a few unforgettable ones, but forgot that the next Bell told nothing. -Yeah! Dark and empty- [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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From summer

I can’t escape from the devil’s claw of May. It pinched on my neck without any hesitation. [May 1st] Holiday, sleep at 9: 30, and start at 11: 00. [May 2nd] during the holiday, I read a thick English grammar book. [May 3rd] a song “Overfire” brought Gao 19 to a climax like fire. I didn’t give applause. No one could see the support in my heart. [May 4th] I finally realized that if I fall behind, I will be beaten. If I fall behind in exams, I may not only be beaten. [May 5] Seeing that his only political candidate reluctantly won the third prize, he cried alone in the bed in the bedroom. [May Ⅵ] walking out of the classroom, I was confused, lifted up my mind, jumped on the bicycle, went home, ate, took a bath, and then went to the evening to repair. Youth is a puzzle made up of these trivial things. But I always feel something is missing, otherwise the puzzle will not be complete. It is not only gray, but also gray. [May 7] I watched a heart-wrenching basketball match. [May 8th] after reading two novels, I shed endless tears like getting sick. Looking up 45 times to the sky, no one saw the tears. [May 9th] on Sunday, from 11:03, wash clothes, and then have breakfast at 50 cents. Then I received a lot of messages: I haven’t contacted for a long time, what are you doing, have you got up, why don’t you say anything. I want to reply, but there is no charge for the mobile phone. At three o’clock, wake up, it’s so hot. At 11:58 in the evening, she said to her in her heart, Happy Mother’s Day. [May 10th] it rained heavily, and the rain wet the little shoes, holding an umbrella and carrying trouser legs, walking carefully from the red brick put in the water. I saw a boy who was very similar to Lu Zhiang. [May 12] Wenchuan is less and less sad than two years ago. Who ever said that he would never forget, who ever said that he was heartbroken, and who ever said that he was heartbroken? In fact, time cannot smooth everything, but it will dilute everything. The scene of cherishing Japan and becoming a country is just a burst of laughter. Time is so cute, and people’s heart is more lovely. Happy birthday to Xiao Li [May 13] In fact, you all know the reason why I don’t speak. What I want is a long journey of a person, carrying his own big back color, with a heavy big camera inside. In that way, I can see each other again, say goodbye and meet each other. In that way, you can disappear in front of one person. Let others die out of their own world one by one. One stop after another, I want to live in the world of walking. I want to live in a silent world. I always keep my mobile phone in a state where I can’t contact with the outside world, so no one can find me. Let it stop. If it stops, you won’t be unable to find who to call. You don’t have to hesitate to answer it, but you don’t know what to say after answering it. Who is wrong? Is me. No one is wrong. Or, everyone is wrong. [May 14] Three-person tour. Don’t say that I am unsociable, don’t say that I am not close to others, this is just a three-person trip to Maoming Forest Park. I, painting, like the heart. Three good girl. I took a lot of photos and forgot whether I was smiling or pale. However, I really smiled and smiled in my heart, but you couldn’t see it. Therefore, don’t define me easily. Seeing many imprisoned and helpless souls, iron cages, scorching sun and fighting of trapped animals, I watched them crying in my heart helplessly that I am not your savior, let me see your eyes. I am just a passenger who has traveled thousands of miles. Those imprisoned animals also have destinies that cannot escape. There are caogaiting, qingmojiang, and a large group of fish. I watched them swimming around, as if I could feel their breath and eyes. At this moment, I feel that I am also a fish. Lonely and beautiful. [May 15] quiver for a song. I think of a relationship that I have been buried for a year. Not friendship. That is a boy with a little white face who likes surfing the Internet, can smoke, drink, can’t read clean web pages and novels, and a boy who is muddled in learning. He is a lonely person who doesn’t like to talk or understand sweet words, but he will lie on the bed alone and blow a desk fan to call me saying that it is very hot, he would call me on rainy days and let me listen to his ticking rain. These are the only two calls he gave me during the days he met him. In those days, there was the same figure waiting for me in the stairwell every night. On rainy days, we couldn’t go home from the rain under the eaves passing by …… but what he liked was what I hated most. He liked hugging, kissing. I don’t agree, resist, refuse. And then break up. Why he asked. I did not answer. Perhaps, I found out today that I don’t love him. I just want a strong sense of love. Then I transferred this feeling of being loved to girls. I began to love and protect every girl around me regardless of everything. I want to find someone who can replace myself by my side. I have been looking for it, but it has been failed. Perhaps for a long time, someone has hoped that he would be his substitute. I know, just like the moment Yi Yao died in Lin Huafeng, I have someone who loves Yi Yao like Lin Huafeng in love with me. Thank the boy for giving me warmth and the ups and downs we have gone through. [May 16] my deskmate said, your face was very pale when you took the bus, and your lips were not bloody at all. Therefore, I am a person who is not suitable for traveling, it is even impossible to have a person’s travel. [May 17] stop writing here. I don’t know how to describe this summer. All the beauty, happiness, pain and sadness. The wind in summer recorded the process of my loss alone. Repeatedly, repeatedly, back and forth. Like 2009 nian. 2008 nian. 2007 nian. In 2006, there was not much change. In the farthest place from summer, I have found that nothing can last forever except memory. The farthest place from summer is the figure of boys playing basketball, the cheer of girls holding mineral water for their beloved boys, and the echo that has not been erased for a long time in the corridor, which is 2:40 The Ringing Bell in the hot sun is what we said. We graduated again and divided into classes …… I can’t remember your face. We are all in the distance of stretching out our hands, like a small creature basking in the sun, smiling or chatting. Wait for the bell of the next class to ring. So close, it is the farthest summer. Later: after half a year, I will look back at these childish words, those rebellious, sad, and passing clouds. I don’t think I grew up on time. Those who accompanied me all the way, thank you. Thank you for staying deep in my mind. Now, although things are different, I have learned to grow, love, and be grateful. 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