Month: January 2015

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Summer Vacation

Under the arrangement of the spirit in the middle of the world, I have wonderful notes and touching songs this spring. Your slender hands are flying like dancing in the numerous heartstrings, from distant time and space and perception. I am infatuated with yearning and indulgence. Yearning for the mystery of the unknown and indulging in all the untouchable beauty. Your work is sacred, and your contribution is sincere. On the campus where sunshine is gathered, I will decorate all the rosy clouds for you so that you can work comfortably, and I will spread all the flowers for you, so that you can concentrate on it. Put in the love, the magnificence that sprays out, the golden light and the teacher love that nurtures the next generation. You will always be in a hurry at work. Only I can understand the shadow of your time, your fire-like natural and unrestrained, your tenderness like water, and your lovesickness in the cold wind. Time quietly hides the passionate melodious melody, and the early night wind swept away the wonderful notes in the ethereal at the same time. I saw my sad look. At the night when I lost my singing, my heart gradually weakened. I once saw the flow of music but could not pass through. I clearly knew that under the refined and beautiful string of notes, there were the mystery of morning mist and the poetry of sunset glow in the songs which were filled with joy and affection; there are lovesickness of red beans and sadness of fallen leaves. …… Anyway, this summer vacation is the most beautiful song you gave me. During this period, I learned to cherish and possess, and made it clearer that a vision is gradually becoming brilliant. 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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Men

In today’s social life, when it comes to men beating their wives, the first person who raises objections may not be women, but men will step forward: how can there be men beating their wives? It can be seen that in the eyes of the same sex, men who beat their wives have already been classified as different from others. What is the need to find a grandiose reason for men to beat their wives? This may temporarily be regarded as the progress of people’s thoughts: because it is no longer the time when men gathered together and recklessly exaggerated how to use domestic violence to demonstrate their status and authority. Abandoning the tradition that men are superior to women for thousands of years, in today’s society which advocates equality between men and women, women and men are exhausted for work, life, family and children. They also have pressure and distress, why should women be beaten when they return home? They tried their best to do what they should do. Did they lose their duty as a husband or a son, or forgot the trifles of the hall and kitchen? They may occasionally hear their complaints, but that is just a way for them to release their pressure. Smart men will guide and comfort their wives in time to ease their psychological state, then bring the greatest warmth to the family with their maternal power. However, after all, there will be a small number of men who can’t be called Smart. They will act as fast as their wives for a while. Not only do they have to compete with each other, but when they are in a hurry, even let the fist slap to speak. However, at the moment you use your fist, women use all their senses to deal with it. You can stand behind a woman for countless times as its patron saint, but at the moment you swing your fist, all the sense of security you brought to her will disappear, including the love you have given, it will be greatly reduced in her heart. The moment the fist fell down, the pain was on her body and the hatred was in her heart. In fact, it was you who carved a scar on yourself for no reason. First of all, even if they make up soon, the relationship between husband and wife will be cast a shadow because of such domestic violence. There will be such fear in women’s heart: if there will be quarrels in the future, will he still fight? Gradually, women have doubts about the sense of security that men can give her, and then shake their firm attitude towards marriage. At this time, do you personally think that men’s guarantee is persuasive in front of the facts? Secondly, the public opinions of relatives and friends. Now when facing the phenomenon of domestic violence, except for the woman who is really at fault, most of them will blame the man. Reasonable relatives and friends will take care of your face and give you some comfort appropriately, but after euphemism, you may only have to denounce: Your wife sacrificed her youth for you and this family, if you sacrifice what you own, how can you say that you just do it? Can’t you tolerate it? This is mere mortals domestic violence, public opinion words ultimately inseparable from home and children. If a famous man like Li Yang had such a thing, apart from fame and interest, it would rise the level of discussion, such as how foreign countries opposed domestic violence and contacted feminism. At this time, the effect of public opinion was not a joke. Li Yang was also hurt. Moreover, after using force, won’t you reflect on whether you should do it or not? As expected, it is your wife who has really reached the point where you are not allowed to do it by force, or do you expose the lack of quality and cultivation in the face of small family conflicts? The family is managed by heart, not by violence to put the wall of the heart into danger; Marriage is made to last with love and affection, not by violence to hide its original appearance; husband and wife grow up together with each other. It is not that husband and wife can move their fists without distracting! Indeed, male chauvinism can not be changed. After all, living under such a tradition, the culture of ancestors was influenced by them. But as a man living in the new era, can you bear all kinds of injuries after hitting your wife? Of course, if you think it doesn’t matter, you can try 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…

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Youth

Looking at this life, I have grown up, sigh the truth of the world and know a little bit. Many things have been in my heart for a long time, but I still dare not decide. Time takes away not only youth, but also courage in youth, the courage to make up my mind and dare to do everything, not afraid of setbacks and the surrender of fate, now, gradually began to believe in fate, began to fear setbacks,, because, I have nothing in the past, even I don’t have the money to see a doctor and take medicine, so I desperately want to make money to see a doctor for myself by my own ability. But now I have already got a job because I am afraid of losing, so I dare not move forward. I am afraid of fate because of the reality. I am only 23 years old. I don’t want to lose the courage to rush, because I am still me. Love, an eternal word, an eternal sigh. Once suffered a lot from the pursuit of love, and finally learned to give up after touching a lot of walls. Now, I will also fall in love with someone, but I have no courage to pursue love any more, because I have learned to give up, maybe it was growth that told me something. Zeng Jin Qingyi White song My smile is your constant commitment if now time is like a gap between you and me, only to find that we have grown up and the world has changed Like (prose editor: Yue ran) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Cduchha

Weekend

After entering August, I really feel that the season is clear. The heat was replaced by the cool, and the hot sun covered the dark clouds. Cool summer is just a few days, just like cold weather is just a few days. The weather is hot and the quality of sleep is not good, but it is hard to wake up in recent days, just like today, it is rare to sleep until more than eight o’clock without getting up early and reading in the morning. In order to make up a missed lesson, I read A Dream of Red Mansions immediately after breakfast. After reading it for the second time, I really felt the charm of great works, the grand scene and the subtle description of characters, which made me amazed. The reference of the dialogue between Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu is rare in literary works. The autumn rain outside the window was continuous, and I listened quietly to the sound of raindrops knocking down leaves. The sound came to my ears and my mood was shaking. The rain kept going underground for a day without going out or doing much meaningful things. I downloaded a software to convert the video format, installed it and realized the wish of my wife and me, convert Zhu Zhiwen’s songs into mp3 format for playback. In the evening, I wanted to go out for a walk, but I didn’t really go out. I studied downloading and converting videos with my wife, listened to songs as much as possible, and converted Zhao Benshan’s sketches into mp3 format, copy it to the subwoofer of my wife’s online shopping and enjoy the happiness of success. On Sunday, August 7th, 2011, the weather was cloudy. The customized mobile phone music rang, waking me up. I stopped by pressing my hand and continued to sleep for a while before getting up. Because there was a slight pain in the left foot of the morning run, I felt uncomfortable walking. I didn’t stick to it last week. It’s good to walk if I don’t want to run today. Then he went to the square, walked quickly to the lake and saw his father’s back. His father also took an umbrella for a walk and watched fish fishing by the lake. I greeted my father and continued to go north. I walked along the route in the past for a while, because sometimes I walked quickly and got out of the sweat. When we reached the south square again, we met father again. After talking with father, we continued to move forward quickly. After returning home, his wife had already made breakfast. After eating, she continued to read A Dream of Red Mansions. Feel the taste of life details description of famous works. Like (prose editor: Yue ran) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Cduchha

Laugh gradually

Wood wild goose Nandu of the season, Liaoluo, barren, looked up, clear sky, desire broken nan fei yan! Holding the song lyrics in my hand, I was babbling, throwing my home and walking along the road, thinking about it, but I was affectionate and thoughtless. Suddenly I remembered yesterday’s Double Ninth Festival, and finally I picked up all the cold branches and refused to live. It was lonely and cold in Shazhou. A person, guarding Zhu window alone, frowned and locked, dejected. Boring, except killing time with words. Without it, hearing the sound of wild goose to break the autumn, wandering bitter. Going downstairs, strolling, following my will, then going to the library “aesthetic walk”, “History of Philosophy”, “History of Chinese and foreign art”, “tolerance” are all things I want to read. He was in a daze and spent an hour sleeping on the desk. When he woke up, he lowered his head, with his hands still resting on the table, resting on his mind, being careful and reading. It was dark, and he put books, went downstairs and had meals; I have to admit that I am very marketable. My classmate said that he would come today, Xinran. And, something happened, finally did not arrive, made me sad. I said sorry and didn’t take any reason. When I went shopping, I suddenly remembered that my hand-painted dynasty was nameless, I remembered that I had drunk laughing and accompanied the Emperor for three thousand times, I fell in love with poetry and wine, and I remembered how the owner of that gray scarf was! So I was in the mood to the bottom, buy cross stitch, pillow, example, marriage, his brother. The West Wind is dark for the New Year of China, but melancholy is a mixed thought. My roommate said: if Chai Chai will have an influence on his career in the future, it must be marriage and affection that you think too much! I laughed without saying a word, looked too heavy, and finally hurt myself! Leave the future to the future. I live in the present. Standing on the balcony, writing graffiti, the wind blew my hair. I saw people coming and going downstairs. Seeing the old woman in the family building picking vegetables, seeing a boy in the opposite Boy’s dormitory making a phone call, seeing people living like this, seeing the words I wrote are real, seeing my feelings, I can’t completely copy to the paper industry and bind myself completely. I said I would not force myself any more, but I still keep my emotions. Tears break the sound, the more broken the sound, the more tears dyed, the old red sleeves dance well. Outside the Mountain, outside the building, there is a faint Dawn and smoke. Suddenly humming, the silent age of may not be too far away to love each other. I suddenly forgot my promise to myself, and hypnotized myself day after day, and didn’t know how to take it to my leisure. Began to forget text. Also, look at the text. Also, I began to try to record the words that could record my own accidents. Now it is night, while surfing the Internet, I remember that I haven’t returned the latest text message from Huihui. I think my bed is messy. It took me a long time to sort it out in the afternoon. I was very lazy and always worried about the moon. Tearful Chief Angels, in the silence among the hazy flowers, dreamlike, holding a bow, from the powerless violin. Holding a bow from the powerless violin, this is the happy time of your first kiss. My dream of torturing myself is skillfully intoxicated by the fragrance of sorrow. Proficiently intoxicated in the fragrance of sorrow, I neither regret nor feel bitter to make it, and I have gained something from my dreamy heart. I wandered on the street and stared at the ancient stone Road. The sun was shining on my hair. In the twilight, you smiled. I thought I saw the fairy wearing a bare hat. In the past, my happy childhood dream passed, from her hands which could not be held tightly, there were always flowers and white fragrance. It seems that I forgot how to end, but I don’t want to end. It’s really good to record my feelings with my own words. This is the first diary I wrote in the university. There is no new idea, and the old style is the same as before. It is very corrupt, without progress and degeneration. 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 also want

I am little spray belongs to the beautiful struggle in the deep sea. When I think of your sweet smile, I will tear off the blue skirt, wrap it around your dreams, and weave intoxicating fairy tales for you. I have countless infatuation, rippling your eyes. You are the depth I have been looking for for for a long time, and I remember you in my heart. You use your mystery to draw me and blend into your arms. A small spray is the most gentle expression I give to you. When you are most confused, you must think of him or her. 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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Product night

Who can understand the beauty of night? The heavy dark wrapped the light and heat, arrogant loneliness, tears streamed across, the next moment, it was already missed, stick to the same, only to miss the temporary pain, who said heartless people don’t hurt, blind sustenance is only for impossible possibilities. If you want to understand the wounds of the night, how can you not pay attention to the scars of the night? If the Dawn was the end, I would rather integrate the wreckage into the night than tear me apart with resentment and friendliness. In fact, my emotions had already quietly taken charge of the action, keeping up the night and keeping up the love. The complicated heart needs to be replaced at night. The heart that cannot be etched should have been gasified with ash. Ming Wu: my person is the heart of the night! 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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Gently

I said sorry to you gently, sorry, it means I’m extremely sorry, I can’t distinguish, I can only say nothing. Only the moon in the sky knows my heart, and only the stars in the Sky know my words. The wind of early summer brushed my body coolly. But my heart was burning like a flame. The night surrounded me tightly, making me unable to see the path ahead. At this moment, the wind suddenly rose, and I stood proudly in the wind, letting the wind blow me out, only the glittering tears left in the corner of my eyes can know my sadness at this time. The desolate cross street under the night, under the dim street lamp, my lonely figure was covered, so dark and so lonely. At this moment, I turned left, right, forward or backward. I was at a loss, thinking, helpless and powerless. I, who seemed to be strong, was also very delicate. I, who seemed to be heroic, had a fragile heart like glass. If possible, I want you to gently pull my hand. If possible, I want to snuggle up to your wide shoulder. The wind and rain go together, but: this is just a whisper in my dream. I know that my appearance disturbed your ethereal dream and broke your heart without waves on the water. Now, when I turn around, how long will it take to repair your bleeding wound. I said sorry to you gently, but the game turned out to be really emotional. Gently say sorry to you, loosen your warm hands stretching out from the space, leaving you only a vague back. Although I have never seen you, please believe that I have not cheated you, because cheating is a sword that kills people without blood, which will cast a heavy shadow on you from now on. Leave you, just love yourself. Gently say sorry to you, wave a white cloud to you, slowly let me disappear in the wind. 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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Love

[Introduction]: Will children without love become lonely? Will children without love become selfish? However, what should those children who have become accustomed to being alone do? There are a lot of love in the world, and love will be favored when fate comes. When you are alone, you often think of a sentence: love is actually accompanied by someone. The more people grow up, the more lonely they will be? I always feel that there are fewer and fewer people around me. Shuttling through the crowd alone and occasionally stopping to look at the blue sky overhead, I felt something was missing at hand. No matter how warm the sunshine is, it can only slowly open in my heart. Sometimes I met a group of birds or a kitten on the road, whose lovely appearance was adorable, so I couldn’t help stopping to see more. The corners of the mouth raised a lovely smile, suddenly longing for a pair of gentle eyes. In the vast sea of people, which year, month, which day, which person? Empty Hearts, probably all want to have a person, exclusive to yourself. The hands of friends are also warm, but friends belong to everyone. Maybe they are in love, just in love with the exclusive companionship. If you have someone to accompany you, can you not know who to send it to when you pick up the phone? Is it possible to think of some boring endings without waiting in the hospital? Don’t you have to do a lot of things when you are stupid? Is it possible to watch your lonely shadow grow longer and longer by yourself at the night when the lights are on? I go left, are you going right? Have we ever passed? Have we ever met? Or are we in summer and autumn, but we have the same yearning at the same time? Are you waiting for me like I am waiting for you, or are you looking for it? I am here, do you feel it? But before you appeared, I was still just a person. During self-study, I found it rained. People who don’t care about me can only figure out how to run back without being embarrassed. Without someone I cared about, I didn’t know if anyone would run back in a mess. Seeing interesting or touching stories, I can’t remember who I want to share with. I can only experience the beauty of them by myself. A person laughs to cramps or cries to love dearly. I don’t know who to tell the little feeling in my heart. No one can feel the spark of thought and no one praises my cleverness. Gradually learn to make yourself satisfied, and only make yourself satisfied. What comes to mind is how to make me better, but what I can’t imagine is how to make another person better. Therefore, the beautiful scenery is only left in the photo, the delicious food is only left in the mouth, and the beautiful singing is only left in the headphones. I always shook my head stubbornly and said that I didn’t need the troublesome thing of love, but at the moment of turning around, I always thought that I was just an ordinary girl who needed someone to accompany me. It always seems that I am proud to say that I don’t like it, but I am thinking about how to hide my self-abasement in the era of beautiful women like clouds. I always think that my destined person is not far ahead, but many people know that they are destined at first sight, and at second sight, they know that they are destined. So I still put away these loneliness and no longer imagine that there will be someone to accompany me. Will children without love become lonely? Will children without love become selfish? However, what should those children who have become accustomed to being alone do? [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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Taste

In the memory of winter, there are cold wind and white snowflakes. In July of 2003, I came to Dongguan from Jingzhou, Hubei to find my dream. When the bus was driving at the sports intersection, I suddenly saw a few big words without winter through the tawny glass. No winter? Dongguan No winter? I confused. On the first day of work, I asked my colleague whether there was winter in Dongguan. A colleague said: there is winter! But no snow! Another colleague said: Although there is no snow, it is full of green vitality everywhere! I look forward to the coming of winter, and I want to experience the winter here. Seven years, seven winters. I go to the streets every year to look for the appearance of winter. You look! Down jackets on the street are walking; Scarves are fluttering; Hats are jumping. Isn’t this the winter given by nature! Who says there is no winter here? At noon today, I saw a muddy man eating rice noodles at a stall. Suddenly, I was enlightened and understood that there was no connotation of winter here. The sea is changing, and the world is like illusion. The streets in the past had already been green and broad roads; The hills in the past had already stood tall buildings one by one; The Dongguan era was played by you and walked into Dongguan, then walked into the world. Dongguan is civilized because of you; Build civilization together and share harmony. I gradually understood this inclusive city. Really, there is no winter here! There is really no winter here! It was you who infected the winter here with your own sweat; It was you who shaped the winter here with your own hands; It was you who warmed the winter here with your own bodies; this is the winter that people pour! This is spring in winter! Dongguan is wonderful because of you, and Dongguan is gorgeous because of you. Taste carefully, Dongguan does not have winter. [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…