Month: February 2016

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Meditation

[Introduction] as for feelings, I am undoubtedly a loser. I am too addicted to the past and paranoid about my ideals. I am too dull and silent, especially because I attach too much importance to responsibilities and worry a lot, these various reasons make me often hold back. When the car galloped on the Chengdu Plain, my heart began to wander again. The gloomy sky was drizzling, and the shallow outline of the house was drawn in the distance. The sky in the basin was always like this, I don’t like the gloomy sky, the blurred scenery and even the faint obscurity in the air. The same hazy, but without the light spirit of the morning fog in the mountains, the morning fog is erratic but there are thousands of changes. And have seen sun sets, afterglow Zhaoying between heaven and earth, Qianshan Evening Mist, wild birds to forests. Compared with the darkness of the sky in the basin and the fog in the mountains, only the Twilight has the most heavy sense of time and space, just like people who travel far away and think about their homeland, which can best embody a kind of desolation and tranquility color, especially attract people’s imagination; another example is that the ancient city of Saibei sits towards the south, which has its own calmness and atmosphere. I tried to sit and watch the dusk, the layers and mountains overlapping and looming so that they disappeared. I stared at them. It seemed that there were too many stories in the twilight, including the lost childhood, the past, and the joys and sorrows of the world. In the intoxication, I only feel that the time is long and the world is long, and time is just a muddle. It doesn’t matter if winter comes and spring comes, and the cold and summer change. In Japanese traditional literature, things are interlinked with each other, and things are sad, mysterious and elegant, among which things are sad and sympathetic, which are used to shape the deep and slender unique aesthetic feeling in literary works. I am calm and not fond of flashy, and I often read Japanese works by Yasuji Kawabata. Influenced by Japanese traditional literature, my feelings of happiness and anger are easy to follow foreign objects. Therefore, some people may regard me as pessimistic and grumpy, in fact, it is not because although there is sadness in the mourning, there is no sadness and rage. For example, natural phenomena such as faded flowers and residual red flowers, falling autumn leaves and falling grass are often easy to grasp the weakest part in people’s hearts, which makes people think and feel, however, this thought and feeling does not necessarily represent pessimism about the world. Moreover, every time I encounter setbacks or difficulties, I never feel fear and always face difficulties. Therefore, although I am dull, I can still stumble forward. As for emotion, I was undoubtedly a loser. I was too addicted to the past and paranoid about my ideal. I was so stubborn that I paid too much attention to responsibility that I was worried. These various reasons made me always stop. In fact, I am not afraid of losing or taking responsibility. I just don’t want to pursue too blindly before myself or the other party is ready, because blindness often means harm. As for now, it seems that I am just used to waiting. After waiting for yesterday, today, and maybe tomorrow, I will find a place to sit down alone every other time, examine your heart carefully, look through those ugly or beautiful worries, and try to sort out some clues for your life. Walking in the world, we are often fascinated by flashy eyes and ignore the existence of ourselves. We need to find a place to place our lonely soul in this complicated situation. People who cultivate Immortals and practice Taoism re-practice and are good at enlightenment, but I only have reference but no enlightenment, so I can’t understand life. Suddenly I woke up with a start, looking through what I had written on that day, it seemed that I had something to say, but I also heard someone whispering downstairs, whose voice was so clear that I could not tell the sorrow and happiness, while all the people in the same room were asleep, fang Jue night is already deep. The night is really deep! 2010.3.29 [Editor in charge: 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. 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Diary

[Introduction] afternoon. I don’t know when there was a drizzle in the sky. Holding an umbrella, I walked back on the rainy road and wet half of my clothes. It is impossible to describe the mood at this time with the word “bright. In the rapid change of seasons, the weather becomes uncertain. Just two days ago, we were still complaining about the hot weather. But now, a burst of cold air from somewhere has turned the world upside down. As if overnight, the flowers hanging on the branches last night were beaten down by frost. It came so suddenly that we didn’t have time to prepare enough clothes for replacement. And just last night, my feet also felt the severe cold. It was still cold for a long time after lying in bed. The cold through bones made it difficult for me to fall asleep. I had no choice but to move down the thick quilt which had been put aside for a long time, barely keeping the warmth of the soles of my feet and ensuring the later sleep. But this morning, I got up late again. Really very disappointing. I’m afraid there will be some time for such days. As the time was still too late, I put on my clothes hurriedly. When everything was finished, I looked at the hour again, and suddenly I didn’t want to go. Forget it, go directly to the bookstore. Therefore, I spent less than half a morning in the blue Imagination Bookstore. Recalling the past years has always been the book I want to buy most. But its sky-high price always keeps me from reading books. I like this stream of consciousness novel. I am not good at describing the advantages of a book, but I still want to express my respect to this great writer, even though my words are far from what he wants. In my opinion, the greatest thing of this novel is that it conquered time and revived the feeling that had disappeared. This is what I have been longing to do, but I don’t have such a pen as a rafter. There was also Long Yingtai. When her writing was sharp, there was a heroic spirit and domineering spirit between the lines, which fully showed her masculinity; But when she wrote about her family and her friends, when she wrote about herself, the words were gentle and gentle, but just like a flowing stream. When I was tired of reading “recalling the past years”, I went to see her “watching”. Afternoon. I don’t know when there was a drizzle in the sky. Holding an umbrella, I walked back on the rainy road and wet half of my clothes. It is impossible to describe the mood at this time with the word “bright. It was getting dark gradually. On the way to open the water, my eyes passed through the glittering rain curtain under the light and suddenly thought of the misty rain in Qiong Yao’s novels, which must be the same artistic conception. And Liu Yong from Song Dynasty. In one of his lyrics named “Ba Sheng Gan Zhou”, I remember that there is a sentence about the drizzle and rain on the river, washing the autumn, and writing the same rain. After all, it is a bit poetic. After I came back, the Twilight became thicker. One day passed in a slow rhythm. Is it good or not? I don’t know. [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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The wind

A young man smiling in the wind. He has gone a lot. I am still fondling for the rest. I often remember a certain night/. Starlight fell on the ground. His smile. In front of me not far away. Never lost, never let down. You won’t know how to love someone., often to wait until renzouchaliang. Until all the good things are broken. Only then will we know. How much I cared at that time. What a pity now. You will get lost, not only children. And Angel. Alone in the world of confusion… disturbance. The Free State of the world. Feelings and sorrows. This is the desolation that even the moon will sigh. And how can we not be sad. Silence is greater grief than tears. Say nothing. Stubbornness and stubbornness mingled with loneliness. Learner when. We will cry. Changing the teeth. We will cry. Kid. It was a lively childhood with loud and loud crying, and I grew up. We stopped crying when facing the moon. There is always a long and short encounter after silence. It amazed my time. Gentle your years. 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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Gratified

At the end of the semester, my daughter won the third place in the class. Dad kept his promise and awarded her 80 yuan (Dad said that the first prize was 100 yuan, the second prize was 90 yuan, the third prize was 80 yuan, and so on, the tenth prize was 10 yuan). Daughter was very happy. Get gradebook on to call Dad good news. When I got the bonus, I asked my daughter how to spend it, but she smiled without answering. I said, go and buy what you want. People should learn to reward themselves and be nice to themselves. I won’t spend it all at once. As expected, my daughter knew the long flow of water as I did. Today she bought a bag of potato chips, tomorrow she bought a ham sausage, and at the night of the Lantern Festival, she bought a cotton candy. Unlike some children, buying snacks alone costs 40 to 50 yuan a day. Knowing that my birthday was coming, my daughter decided to give me a gift. What to send? I said, I want to buy a hairpin, or you can send me a hairpin. No, I want to surprise you. On the morning before her birthday, her daughter got up earlier than before. After finishing packing, she went to Gongjing to buy gifts for me excitedly. Only two hours later, my daughter came back with the gift. After returning home, he hid on the balcony and wrote me a toast and a cake on the greeting card. The gift in that packaging box was a small handicraft, a glass ball with seats, in which sat a yellow squirrel holding a pine cone. With a gentle shake, there were tiny colorful things wandering around the squirrel, shining as small stars in the sky. Thank you. I said to my daughter. Mom hasn’t received a paper greeting card for many years. I will put this squirrel beside the computer desk and look at it every day, thinking about my good daughter. That afternoon, we went to the Southern Sichuan farmer’s wholesale market to buy apples. From the beginning to the end, it was my daughter who walked in front of the borrowed trolley alone. She didn’t feel unfair at all, nor did I stop pushing, so troublesome and so on. Little she seems to have taken helping her mother with crutch as a duty-bound thing. Walking behind her, my 80-year-old grandmother, like me, praised her daughter for her ability while being gratified. What is more gratifying is that my daughter published a composition in the newspaper after being instructed by the teacher in the last issue. She knew to send a text message to the teacher to express her blessings on the Spring Festival, after taking out the payment, I agreed to buy a bag of beans for my grandmother who liked to eat strange flavor beans to show my heart, and generously spent yuan to buy a box of sugar-free mints for me to share with her father. Can you be pleased that a woman is so sensible and filial? 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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A few Silk

I know that a woman’s misfortune begins with weakness. I am such a weak woman who always succumb to his evil power. I often hold fantasies that he will not bother me any more. But he is like a devil, no, like a terrible worm pestering me and torturing me. Once he kept saying that he loved me, I believe it. Then when he was with him, he hit me when he was a little unhappy. Later, I couldn’t stand his torture and listened to Wen Fang’s advice. I left him. But I don’t know that I can’t get rid of him until now. I don’t know how I owed him in my previous life. I will repay him in this way in this life. I haven’t been out for five days. I can’t get out of bed or move. If you say that you love me, you can put the knife holder on my neck to kill me. I’m really going to collapse. I really don’t want to talk about my misfortune like Sister Xianglin. But now I am sitting here without thinking. I can’t write any words that can make people happy. I just have bourgeois feelings, so what? The rain outside the house was still pattering on the ground. I was sitting on the computer desk. The ticking of the old clock downstairs was intertwined with the rain, which made people more upset. The rain in autumn is always so lingering and annoying that it has never stopped since we got up in the morning. It is neither tight nor slow to go underground. I don’t want to go out in this weather. Besides, I can’t go out now, and my body is full of injuries. I haven’t been to work for a week, and I have lost my mind to work. I don’t know what I am going to do in such a gloomy life, but I just sit in such a daze. I am tortured physically and mentally, and I don’t know what to do in one day. Passing day by day. Today, it is the same. After reading books for a while, watching TV for a while, I stopped by the window to see the drizzle. The rain was condensed into small drops of water on the glass, which rose slowly and fell down suddenly. A shallow trace left on the glass disappeared soon. The sky was like a gray cloth wet with water, which was almost heavy and I felt out of breath. I counted the small drops of water on the window glass, which could not be counted. The sky is dark, just like my mood at this time. The fishy smell rolled up in the mud forced into the room. Such a rascal was like him very much. After Wushan, the mulberry field is good, and the wolf is still red. The autumn rain was misty, and the yellow flowers made the wind dry yesterday. When the music of joy was gone, I felt that my heart was empty and the curtain was hanging down. The Flying Swallow returned in the drizzle. I want to let such entanglement disappear in the rain. I want to think more. If only I didn’t love it at the beginning. Such devastation is that even the bright flowers will wither. I know my life is not long. Who is wandering and not pitiful? former haunts season good flower days, heartbroken people to year. It was raining only when there was a piece of residual red, and a few drops of fog and smoke made the boat’s eyes wrong at that time. [Editor in charge: 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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For a long time

When I opened the phone, it was a blessing from a number that I hadn’t seen for a long time but was still familiar with. Once upon a time, we were so strange that we were about to forget. We only thought of giving each other a simple greeting occasionally. Forgive me for leaving at the beginning, not because of unrequited love, but because I am not confident enough to bear your expectation. You like the heroic boy on the playground. You want me to turn on the phone for you 24 hours. You expect to have a fairytale love. Unfortunately, I can’t gallop in the playground and become the focus of the crowd, I can’t bear your frequent crying on the phone at midnight. Sorry, I can’t give you a dreamy romance, so I chose to leave before love came. A little heartache, a little reluctant, but I have no choice, can’t do him in your heart, I can only choose to quit your life. Neither of us liked each other. We were just a strong ambiguity. I like to say goodbye before. I am a passer-by in your life. Fortunately, I didn’t use hurt to make you remember me deeply. We stood on the other side and looked at each other, turned around, left, and gradually moved away. Now I still silently pay attention to your renewed mood from time to time, understand your happiness, your sadness, your joy and your distress. With a faint smile, I sincerely bless you from the bottom of my heart, and the former passion turns into a plain greeting: Long time no see, are you okay? 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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Dream Drunk

I always like to lie in the arms of the night to sort out the thoughts of the day; I always like to release my emotions to the silent night sky; I always like to speak silently to my heart with my mobile phone in the dark night, expressing my happiness and sadness! No one can read me; No one can understand me; No one can listen to me, I know what I want is not that. I know what I want is only heart-to-heart dialogue, and I know that those are far away from me! The familiar and strange shadows stand quietly, standing like the cold light of the clear moon in the night sky! And I am just a grass of the Earth, quietly nestling in the embrace of the Earth to watch the changes of the wind and clouds; With my slender fingers, I knock out the lines like words and sentences, sketch in the heart world! The world of my heart is full of Wings of Dreams, and I will no longer be lonely and lonely! The lines of missing are circled, circling blue dreams one by one, such blue, so beautiful, so sad! I am meditating with my heart and calling your name again and again. Can you hear me? Late at night, the moon is tired, the stars are asleep, what about you? Are you tired? Are you sleepy? There are many things that I want to say to you, such as watching the night sky quietly, embracing the darkness, gently blowing the night wind, and letting my thoughts fly. I miss you quietly when I am alone; I miss you silently when I miss you; I wait for you crazily when I miss you; I miss you quietly when I wait for you; can you think of it when looking forward to you? This is an unknown Road and a lonely one-way street! I don’t know how far I can go? Maybe one day, I fell down at a certain intersection, drowned in a certain puddle, and died in the saliva of thousands of people! Because I wrote some words and sentences that even I didn’t understand, and sometimes they were as imaginary as illusion and the true feelings were revealed. But one thing I am understand clearly is that I am used to such loneliness; I am used to talking some boundless words with myself! When love has no end; When missing becomes a kind of sadness; When sadness is exhausted, only one can walk his own way alone! When loneliness becomes a habit; When habit turns into my dream, when Dream is moving forward step by step. I am a little drunk, drunk in the sunset; Drunk in the boundless night, drunk in your arms! It was you who made my dream; It was you who made me like this! 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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Dialogue

Today is the first day of no autumn and winter. There are many words to say to winter when winter comes. Maybe winter also has many words to say to me. Today, let’s open our hearts and chat with each other. I: Hello, Mr. Dong! I’m glad to see you again. What do you think of revisiting the world today? Dong: First of all, thank Xiao Tan for his greetings to me. Time always flies quickly, and a year passes quickly. In this year, I saw, heard, smelled and tasted many different things. I: Sir, can you describe it in detail? Winter: OK. Winter: I was sleeping very hard in April this year. I suddenly felt my body was hurt and couldn’t help waking up from sleep. At first glance, Ben er pushed me up. Following his fingers, I saw the raging seawater pouring into Fukushima; The nuclear power plant collapsed. Didn’t I tell you earlier? I said to Ben er, I told you again and again not to make the same mistake when this happened to your eldest brother suer in the 1980 s. Why don’t you listen?. Seeing it lowered its head in shame, I was not talking about it. However, these in front of me knocked my old bones again. Me: who says no! Such a thing is really hard to predict. Winter: Many things are hard to predict, but they can be prevented. Winter: soon after hearing from the crowd, Meier ran to Taner and dug bin Laden out from Taner’s belly by caesarean section and strangled him. If you are angry with each other, you will bear grudges! I: It’s too much. I hope Meier can get along well with her brothers in the future. Winter: In June, my nose always smelled a strange smell. I came to Bohai Bay along the source and saw oil stains on the water. Seeing this, I cried sadly. Fish, Belle, shrimp and algae had to suffer. I don’t know why they could get rid of this suffering afterwards? I: Although I am different from them, hearing your words and seeing your sadness, I deeply feel that this should not be what we should do. Mr. Dong paused for a long time …… wiping his cheeks with his hands, his eyes became red. Winter: A few days ago, I thought the weather should be getting cold, but it rained for several days. The road was slippery, and I fell a lot on my way to the world. Tan, it is my first time to meet you since you were born. I’m really scared. I don’t know if I can see Cher this year? Mr. Dong was lost in thought 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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Xinyu

When I was in front of the computer, I suddenly didn’t know what I should write. I wanted to say a lot and do a lot, but I was not in the mood to write or do it. Many people said that I am a talented woman, only I know that I am not. I don’t know so much, nor do I understand the so-called life. The so-called life is just writing those illusory life philosophy according to my own feelings. I remember someone asked me that day, what do you think people live for all their lives? I was speechless. I don’t know what people live for all their lives, for life, for waiting for death, or to find a kind of happiness that belongs to oneself. I think maybe these are what people have to face or pursue when they are alive. But after meditation, think carefully about what people live for in their whole life? I am busy at work every day without too many ideas. Apart from mechanical work, I don’t know what I have left or what I should do, without purpose or ideas, work, work, eating and sleeping are my life. In fact, I was not very interested in design at the very beginning, but I found that I was inspired by this aspect in my slowly exploring. I started to get started, learn, and started to make it in front of the computer, it is a wonderful thing to imagine and put thoughts on a picture. I like designing, start designing, let others accept it, and let others understand the meaning of my painting, happy resulting. It is hard for people to understand themselves in life. 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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Little Hedgehog

In front of our workshop, there is a small forest and weeds, and small animals often appear. One day as soon as I opened the door of the workshop, I saw a hedgehog beside my Lathe. I was surprised and hurriedly wrapped a piece of cloth and locked it into the toolbox for fear of being caught by others.. I also found a small paper box, carefully put it in, and prepared to take it home after work. A colleague said: It loves eating Pingguo and banana, which are fruits and so on. He really wanted to catch him home and asked his son to have a look. I felt worried and said: then you should catch him first! Your son will catch it after reading it. After work, I packed the hedgehog in my pocket, handed it to my colleague, and said goodbye to him reluctantly. I am afraid that it will not come back to me. The next day, I took the little hedgehog home and put it on the balcony. I hurried to bring it steamed buns and water. It was shy and shy, hiding its head under its belly, and refused to eat. I don’t care about it. When my son and daughter came back, I told them joyfully that I caught a hedgehog and put it on the balcony. They rushed to the balcony with joy and saw the hedgehog’s elegant demeanour. However, the hedgehog’s head hid lower. My daughter stretched out her hand to touch it, and it arched its body, shouting and losing her temper. After dinner, I filled it with half a bowl of porridge, and my son brought it another plum fruit and dessert as the hedgehog’s dinner. Seeing it in the morning, it drank the soup thoroughly, and the plum fruit and dessert were gone. The Hedgehog finally had a full meal, and our whole family were happy for it. Two days later, the little hedgehog was so bold that he didn’t hide his head any more. It was not enough to walk on the balcony. Unexpectedly, he walked into my bedroom, under the sofa, the bottom of the cabinet became a place for it to rest. In recent days, my daughter will take it to the kindergarten again, saying that she will ask the children in her class to have a look. I said: the little hedgehog is really beautiful. Not only living in gaohu mansion, but also visiting the bright and bright kindergarten with singing and laughing, which is really rich. Every day is getting hot, the little hedgehog pulls and peels, and it smokes the sky without cleaning. I wanted to ask him to give it to others. My daughter said, “listen to others, he is blessed who encounters a hedgehog. Don’t give it to others if you don’t raise it, and put it back to the original place. The hedgehog has been gone for more than half a month. We often mention it. I don’t know how it is? One day when I was resting in the workshop, I heard a noise under the toolbox. My colleague climbed down and said, “little hedgehog is coming back to see you again. I hurriedly took out the toilet noodles I brought and asked it to eat. It seemed to be hungry, so I stopped eating shyly. Who knows that animals also have feelings! If you treat it well, it will not forget you, little hedgehog, do you really come back to see me? Go back! Go back to nature! The little hedgehog has gone, and I have never seen it since then. 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…