Month: April 2015

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Memory

[Editor’s note]: sacrifice ancestors with wine, reflecting that human beings do not forget their roots. Welcome guests with wine to show the importance of etiquette. Drink with wine and knowledge, so as to be able to split the heart into the belly. Is the soul of the dead still floating in the living space? Are the dead people still alive? Can’t you put down your grudge? These concepts are bound to be inextricably linked. Perhaps it is through such sacrificial activities that the subtle and close connection is highlighted. Otherwise, we will be ashamed of our ancestors! Read, enjoy! Say hello author! Every year from lunar July 10 to 15th of the lunar calendar, in our place, according to the traditional customs, it is the Spring Festival for ancestors and all ancestors. Some people call it Ghost Festival. The tenth day of lunar calendar was a day when the ancestors (all ancestors) came home to celebrate the festival. It was said that July 15 of the old calendar was the busiest day for Yin people to celebrate the new year. It is said that lunar July 7 is the day when the hell gate is opened. The hell should first let the ghost come out and create a festive atmosphere. Secondly, let the ghost find out an evil person to act as his substitute, this is also an opportunity to make up for it. Meet ancestors. In the past, on the evening of lunar July 10, all the men gathered in the middle hall of the village (we are mostly called the main hall house), bringing Jingguo (offerings), incense, paper money, firecrackers, etc, then light the lamp and candle, incense and paper money, and then the comers stood up according to their seniority, kneeling down to the god of the Emperor and the teacher of heaven and earth in turn. After kneeling down, setting off firecrackers and welcoming the ancestors (ancestors), the ceremony. Nowadays, some villages are scattered, especially many men go out to work, which makes it difficult to concentrate. Many places are no longer like the past, but set up a incense table at their doorstep, it seems that what we welcome is only our ancestors, which are generally limited to ancestors within three generations. To honor their ancestors. After receiving the ancestors, from the 11th to the 14th of the first lunar month, they would have wine and rice to worship and sacrifice for lunch every morning. In the past, the village held a unified round of sacrifices. Now if the sacrifice is not unified, each family will arrange the sacrifice by themselves. Sacrifice is to worship the ancestors before the daily breakfast, and there are many sacrifices. Therefore, such words are left. The ancestors smell the air (smell), and the descendants flatter. Back to ancestors. On July 15th, the folk called this day the Ghost Festival, which was also set on this day to send ancestors. When sending ancestors, they would also burn some paper for those poor wild ghosts. Some places are sent in the morning, and some places are sent in the evening. When sending ancestors, first kowtow in front of the ancestral memorial tablet in the middle hall like receiving ancestors, and the offerings are different. After the ceremony, each family will separately burn gifts for ancestor worship. The gifts of ancestor worship are mainly to express the respect and concern of later generations, such as concern. Some people worry that the ancestors are short of money, so they burn more paper money. Some people worry that the ancestors have no room to live in, so they burn a spiritual House. Generally, it is made of paper money, gold and silver ingots made of platinum paper, ghost notes and so on. After burning, set off a firecracker and tell them to complete all the ceremonies for the ancestors (ancestors) to celebrate the festival. In fact, everything is Yang Jian, but I think, as a traditional custom, it must have its meaning. For thousands of years, as a family, as a surname, as a nation, as a country, these concepts are bound to be inextricably linked. Perhaps it is through such sacrificial activities, it highlights the delicacy and closeness of this connection. Therefore, every one of us alive has no reason not to do more beneficial things for our nation and our country. [Responsible editor: easy to get along with]] 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. 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Winter rain

The weather suddenly cooled down. The weather forecast said it was only 11 degrees. I put on my autumn clothes before I could react. I still felt cold and cold. The wind blows slanting, and the falling England flying all over the sky renders every corner of the city, which is like my wandering lonely soul. I don’t know when to start, suddenly I feel tired or even tired of all the existence, sometimes I am too lazy to speak. Let my emotions fall down like the British. I always interpret the process of time as the graph of heart rhythm beating, and always let loneliness erode my limbs and bones at the most depressed time. Some people intercede to the depth and feel lonely, but I feel lonely at the bottom of my heart. I was very afraid and tried my best to abandon the cycle in this cycle, and always unreasonably vent some inexplicable emotions To Sir, a good man who didn’t understand love but loved me a lot. Let him look at me innocently while I continue to express myself. When a person is free, he often goes to the seaside to stay silly, watching the tide of the sea rising and falling, looking at the lighthouse on the other side of the sea and sky, imagining whether it is the same as me, watching a certain corner of the city, waiting for a period of fate to come. My eyes penetrated through the four seasons, but I couldn’t get close. A woman’s heart has nothing to do with love, but she is always influenced by seasons to be isolated, which reveals all the pain accidentally. It has been interdependent with this city for 10 years and has always been watching like a passer-by. Considering the helplessness of survival, fate is no longer the graph in hand. Ask fate. Is it escaping or timid? It has been a long time since I had such a clear conversation with my soul. Every time I let myself feel another existence like baptism. Such language is like the sound of nature, the soul is dancing, and the blurred memory spreads everywhere. I am tired, but my memory is like that river. In countless sleepless nights, I gently stroke my wound, precipitate some stories, forget someone, and learn to forget for better possession, tears flow, but thoughts grow crazily in my heart, and I find that many times we strive to have exactly what we forget. Sorrow? The city is too busy and crowded. No one will stop to listen to your tears of flower withering and the sadness of leaf withering. The only conscience left is to smile lightly and pass. This city, alas! I felt frustrated for no reason and felt inexplicably disappointed with such weather. The sun is still hanging high, without the enthusiasm of summer, no drizzle, only hearing the sound of the wind, but my heart is like a brutal rain, disturbing my dream, it makes me feel the loneliness and sorrow of a wandering person. I really have the feeling of waking up and not knowing that I am a guest, and mistaking a foreign land as my hometown! [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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Sunrise

[Introduction]: the newly rising sun in the upper left corner of the mountain is round, orange red and orange red, giving people a bright, cheerful and warm feeling. It rises slowly and is slowly covered by clouds, leaving only 2/3 or 1/2, as if the painter smeared Gray casually for a few times, finally, reluctantly all hid behind the clouds. Avoiding the noise of the city, going to Longquan’s new house to change the air on weekends and having a leisure time has become my compulsory course recently. Today, I planned to modify the last program early. Soon after I turned on the computer, I suddenly raised my head and saw a touching and mysterious grand picture. In the distance, the Longquan Mountains are the rolling waves, winding ups and downs disappearing in the seamless place of heaven and earth; It is more like a sleeping young woman with full charm, showing all the attractive curves that make you imagine; the thin mist which was covered in the mountains was just a layer of light and looming white sand on the young woman’s body, and a kind of hazy and noble beauty was injected into her heart, give birth to unexpected praise. The rising sun in the upper left corner of the mountains is round, orange red and orange red, giving people a bright, cheerful and warm feeling. It rises slowly and is slowly covered by clouds, leaving only 2/3 or 1/2, as if the painter smeared Gray casually for a few times, in the end, they all reluctantly hid behind the clouds, which made people feel gloomy and heavy. A group of flying pigeons sometimes spread their wings and flew to the distance happily, turning into a small gray spot and disappearing in the sky covered by thin mist. Does it want to spread the annoyance of clouds with its weak wings or to take out the Golden Awn of the sun? After a while, the Sun jumped out from the clouds and turned into red, dyeing the clouds in the sky into pieces of golden fish scales, the radiance shining on the whole Earth, the radiance dazzling and penetrating, and the diffuse warmth made people have a kind of unspeakable delight. I greedily want to have every ray of gold that blows on my face, and open the screen window too. Be careful that it will block the light that shines on my heart, even a little bit of shelter and barrier will add a little melancholy. At this time, the ups and downs of Longquan Mountain were inlaid with golden edges, like golden dragons flying in the sky, dancing happily on a new day and reporting the joy of light and resurrection. Now, I am speechless up to, I words carols, my ears are ancient voice fluttering transitory man to sing: Sunrise flaming red flowers, Spring River green as blue. _____ Bai Juyi’s emotion in Tang Dynasty; The sun was shining brightly at the beginning, and thousands of mountains were burning like fire. _____ The cry of Zhao Kuangyin from Song Dynasty; It was a ship standing on the coast and looking at the sea, which had already seen the pointed mast, and it was a round of shining Sunrise standing on the top of the mountain and seeing the East from a distance, it is a mature baby restless in the mother’s womb. _____ Great man of Gao Zhan and verve people deafening, I love. After hundreds or tens of thousands of years, can we climb to the sun and watch the rising and falling of the Earth from a distance with poet-like feelings? An ordinary day and a touching Sunrise were branded in my heart. 2007-11-37:00 in Longquan New Residence [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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HO

[Introduction]: Although there are only a few strokes, they are sincere. I hope the author can highlight the theme of the article and enrich the content. Welcome to prose online and look forward to your further contribution. I searched the internet all night last night, but I was tired in vain. Today, I searched the prose online. This is my second time to write a manuscript. The first time I wrote it well, but unfortunately I lost it. Life is always in poverty, and the pressure of work and life is rising one after another. I repeat exhaustion and vain day after day. How can I let negativity and pessimism occupy my heart! Write down every day you have experienced, record your true self, self-renewal and self-reorganization when every night comes. When night fell, I went downstairs and quickly rode my bike to work from the dwelling house to the sea behind the old Drum Tower. The road was full of traffic all day long. My beautiful figure matched a man’s bicycle to fly through the bustling Gui Street and continued to gallop all the way. The name of the end was the cigarette bag diagonal street. On the street with cigarette bags slanting, there are exquisite and chic small shops of merchants, and each shop is very warm next to each other. The pedestrian street is more crowded. This is the only way for me to go to work. My bike will rub the tourists’ body and arms and skip. Foreigners always come here a lot. They like to take photos while walking. [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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Horn

[Introduction] these two small flowers are my accidental gains. When transplanting the emerald glass into the basin last winter, there were two trumpet seeds in the soil. After more than ten days, these two flower seeds broke through the ground. I was going to pull it out as a weed, In the morning, my wife told me in surprise that the trumpet was blooming. For the first time, I don’t believe it. There are trumpet flowers. In the past, I saw two small trumpet flowers growing in the flowerpot beside the glass green root, and suddenly a pink flower grew out of each of them. I can’t help but pleasant surprise. These two small flowers are my accidental gains. When transplanting the emerald glass into the basin last winter, there were two trumpet seeds in the soil. After more than ten days, these two flower seeds broke through the ground. I was going to pull it out as a weed, because trumpet flower is not a flower raised at home in winter, and it is neither elegant nor peculiar. But the two yellow peach-shaped tender leaves it just spit out were so cute. I couldn’t bear to buy it, so I left it. I thought that I would pull it again next spring, so that I could add some warm green for the cold winter. However, for its existence, I am never take it seriously, and hold an attitude of self-destruction. Now, I really noticed its existence. These are two concentrated pocket-sized plants. The vine is less than 10cm long, with four green leaves and big flowers hanging on the top. At first glance, it gives people the feeling of top-heavy. Looking at it, I felt a little sad. What I did in my daily life was really worthy of the blooming trumpet flowers in winter. Thinking of the other flowers which were cultivated deliberately and taken care of by it, there is no movement till now. A unique feeling arises from the bottom of my heart. Isn’t it the same for many things in the world? It is really careless to plant flowers and bloom! [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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That

[Introduction] Do you remember my willful childishness, do you remember the tears that I easily fell down, because I had you at that time, hehe, it’s time to laugh, at least it should affect the corners of your lips to make you beautiful. You have accompanied my vulnerability. It seems that this summer is a sad season. I? Nowhere hurt. Your mood has changed a lot, and your reason even makes me sigh, but what about me? Is there anyone who is sad or affects his mood because of me? I have been waiting here for you to look back, waiting for you to go further and further. I am like a trace of air, ignored, but entangled by you. You need me, but I need to wait. Every time when I need caress most and companionship most, I am like a latecomer in a party. I have no time to cry, so I have to heal. The pain is in my heart, but I forget the source, I just can’t help forgetting why sometimes I feel deeply and shallow. When I was upset and needed to calm down, I had to fall into the lively embarrassment, which made me more lonely and wandering. If you want to shout and vent, you often bury it sadly and quietly again. Forget, when did you gradually forget, forget the past persistence and frivolous, forget the needs of the past, forget the passers-by who will be cared about by you accidentally. Do you remember, my willful childishness, the tears that I easily fell down, because I had you at that time, hehe, what should laugh, at least it should affect the corners of your lips to give you beauty, you have accompanied my vulnerability. I am quiet and unreasonable to myself. When can I have a rest in a vacuum? In fact, I also need to be quiet. In fact, I can also care nothing but have nothing. Very tired, very tired, gradually tired, gradually inertia compromise, don’t ask me why not escape, don’t instigate me to be positive, very tired, very tired, in fact, I can’t remember what happened in the last second, in fact, maybe I am used to regretting. [Editor in charge: 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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Farewell

Come and go in a hurry. Time diluted our memories, but I still remember the past bit by bit. Dear friends from afar, best wishes to you. Shengmeida, I haven’t had time to say goodbye, because I don’t want to, but now I have to say, because that is the past, I will work hard for my future style and TODAY Style! 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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She Hui

The sea waves in winter are cloudy, and the sky is still dark. The Yangyang soft waves are so quiet and euphemistic, which gives people the feeling that the water is wide and the sky is full of longing, like a dream, when the cold wind blows, the occasional shining light is the clear eyes of dreams, and the bitter sea breeze sings sadly, which is the call in dreams. The meaning of slight black and cold of Hui sea color is another kind of gloomy and gloomy, which gives people another kind of sad and bitter loss. Still looking forward to the Moonlight of the sea, the Moonlight is clear and faint, which reflects the bright scenery on the water, but it is really a miracle that the moon is thin, and her evening makeup is soft and charming, water flows out of the water and steps on the dark blue blue waves. A gust of light wind fluttered the clouds, blending and turning the moon into a lingering Moon, shooting the faint and hazy moon, intoxicating the soul, and giving a feeling of flowing like a dream, lingering infinite thoughts Like (prose editor: prose online) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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You fold

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Summer Rain

In the burning summer like fire, I somehow felt anxious worries, complicated troubles and unreasonable sadness, as I was looking for the answer with my heart. The passing days are like withered leaves in the wind and rain, and the years will continue in the drifting. Everything in the past was gradually scattered in the passing rain, the frustrated street filled with rain and fog, and the confusion was immersed in the eaves canal with rain. Only the Lonely person muttered to himself in his dream. At the dry crossroads, looking for the source of rain and dew alone, exploring tirelessly, and finding a pool of blue waves like songs. Or because of the heat, I prefer the storm and rain, explaining the broken life in the wind and rain, just like the sadness of the moment when roses are fragrant and suffering from the wind and rain, and the brightness and fragrance gradually precipitate. Lonely intersection, can not find a destination to escape, chaotic thoughts wandering in the heart rain without direction. As time passes, I get used to walking alone in the rain, letting the unintentional raindrops knock on my body. Only people who are physically and mentally exhausted will walk in the rain, and they can’t find the direction of comfort, but only find the stop point for loss. Looking up at the misty sky, I can’t find the bright trace of yesterday. Perhaps, the birth of sad songs is not the inspiration of poets, but the encounter of fate. Through the Heart Lake soaked in the body, stepping on the ground with fallen leaves. Staring at the dead leaves falling in the sky, I sighed with regret for the sadness of fallen leaves and the fragility of life. It turns out that the so-called magnificence is like a rainbow after rain, leaving a series of poetic things gone. 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…