Month: December 2016

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Senior Three

Inscription: this is our quiet campus. Standing in the corridor in the evening and looking down at the campus, I unconsciously lost in thought! May makes people feel suffocated. A heavy rain washed away the dryness and heat of classmates. Looking at the Countdown next to the blackboard, we can understand that the college entrance examination is approaching ruthlessly. The campus is inevitably full of tension and reluctant farewell. The three-year schoolmate career was accompanied by ups and downs, smiles, tears, troubles and setbacks. Those water-like years flow away in a hurry, leaving endless regrets and countless friendship. Once flowery, we dreamed of becoming the favored son of heaven, while those lofty ideals were engulfed by reality. However, we were not discouraged, and we were still struggling constantly, hoping to stand higher, in the future, the society can go further. So we can hear our reading sound in the early morning on campus, and we can see our vigorous figure in the scorching playground. We try our best to leave some memories in high school, I want to recall what we did in high school in the future. Maybe we haven’t learned much textbook knowledge, but the traces of those years also prove that we have learned a lot. It is a kind of growth, a kind of training, which makes us transform from young to Young, let us understand more on the road of life. There are ups and downs, hardships, sweat and bitterness all the way, but we are not alone. Wandering in the campus, feeling the familiar grass and trees, and then thinking of us who were about to leave, it was a little sad, but thinking of a new stage, it was a little hopeful, people are so contradictory. In fact, campus life is very comfortable, but a hot heart makes me understand that youth cannot be wasted here. There is a wider sky waiting for me to soar outside, so I am looking forward to it, looking forward to the end of the college entrance examination and a bright future. But I will always remember you. Maybe it is difficult outside, but I have no choice. Walking alone on the street, enjoying the coolness brought by the night. I like the night, which can make me feel calm, carefully recall the scene of playing with classmates during the day, and talk about novels with my deskmate, playing mobile phone online games, Hu Kan is everywhere. Sometimes I can’t help laughing. We would be very happy without the pressure of entering a higher school. Learning brings us together, and learning separates us from each other. Here I want to bless my classmates and friends. Zhang Yuan hopes that you can overcome those difficulties and move towards success in your own direction. Swallow, I want to see you enter your ideal university. Wretched Zhang Jin wants to be more promising Zeng Zhen wants to live well, find a good person and get married! Li Wen, find a better junior college to continue playing! If the old watch works harder, I will upload two books. Xiaobai should be happy, don’t always be fond of it. Liu Haoran looks at you like a generation of Love Killer, Hey Hey, you also work hard! Yan Miao wishes you a good university and a happy day. Chicken, you are very smart, but there is also a lot to learn. Xiaocai doesn’t know what you are going to do after the college entrance examination, but I wish you a smooth sailing. Chen Kaiming hopes you can surpass me, hehe. Pulse it’s time to lose weight. Many classmates and friends are not listed one by one! You all need to cheer up. Those who should go to college should go to college and start a business. I hope we all have a bright future in the future. 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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[Introduction] on the day after the rain, the air was very comfortable, but the rainbow disappeared. He said he was going out for a walk, but stopped his steps for fear of scaring away the cat playing in front of him, I don’t even leave any footprints After wandering for a long time, I got home. My grandparents who hadn’t prepared were holding the tea that hadn’t been drunk. The laughter made the waves in the tea. When I hadn’t thrown that little stone into the sky, A drop of rain had already fallen on the stones, leaving mottled shadows together with the memories of the past. They would put a mat on the head of the room and chase the flying insects barefoot; he would fold the fan up until a loud sound of the ground caused a fatal disaster; He would pick some grapes or steal some lute, and quietly find a cool place to eat happily after the rain. The air was very comfortable, however, the Rainbow ran out of sight, saying it was going out for a walk, but stopped, fearing that it would scare away the cat playing in front of it, even without leaving any footprints among the tall trees, the rain hit the hair drop by drop and refused to come down, until the wet hair could not be caught, I was reluctant to leave without words on the white paper, when the pen in the trembling hand hadn’t made Gray words, wipe the ink on the face clean, and wipe the eyes covered in the fog clear that there was a stream in front of it, separate the road the footprints along the way can be seen clearly that grandma is holding hands at the door [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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Yellow

Yellow Diary Author: Yan sheng Editor: Get Along Computer, Internet, hard disk, e-book learning and communication are all kinds of ways and methods involved. It is time to clean up the messy antique books in the room. Turning over and turning, a yellow diary virtually evokes the memories of the short and happy student days. Sleepwalking makes me feel: it seems to be back to the green and blue childhood, the immature shadow in confusion, irony past. A little interesting, a little sorting, can be counted as a good memory of the carefree era. (1) queuing after school, queuing every day, queuing home. The short standing height is arranged in the back order, which is really annoying. Mr. Peng and several group leaders always spoke loudly: stand still, otherwise, you can’t go home for dinner! Don’t go to school like drawing fiber, and school is like archery. Only under the external force of pulling and pulling can a team be formed. The students always sing those songs prepared by the music class representatives! Songs, laughter and laughter all the way, but I ignored those, lowered my head and lined up with what I thought it was? Most of them should have the same idea as I am. Otherwise, Liangzi and Xiaoshan would always look at the teacher. When the teacher could not see, everyone would break up in a crazy formation, flashing like the wind. (2) catch up with summer vacation homework, because summer vacation is almost over. This is the top priority! When I sign up for school, I have to hand it in. The teacher can’t pass the pass, just as the old saying goes: The Mouse gets into the wind box, and both ends are angry!. Yesterday, my mother said fiercely: play every day, now it’s very active, floating in the daytime, boiling oil at night. The summer vacation homework of two Chinese maths books, one page a day, is usually completed in a lightning speed. Reading questions and thinking questions are filled with no reading and no thinking. But the most terrible thing was 20 diaries. I managed to suppress 18 diaries, and I couldn’t get along with them any more. It was time to express my feelings and show my determination, doing good things, picking up wallets, a small thing, my father, mother, my kitten and dog also wrote that they had to exchange homework with the classmates next door, he borrowed my summer vacation homework and copied it. His diary was similar to mine, but he just made up the numbers repeatedly and couldn’t copy it. He Also plausibly said: to make up the numbers, the Chinese teacher should not read every piece carefully, he could see so many classmates and could only count the number of articles. Really does not pay. (3) today, thousands of miles of sky is clear, the sun is as hot as fire, and I’m taking PE class again. I couldn’t help telling jokes with several students in the back row when they were divided into groups. I couldn’t help laughing. I was punished by the fat teacher: keep laughing, let you laugh enough. Today is not the sixth Children’s Day, who else? Xiaoshan was a traitor, so he flattered quickly: Not me, not me, I really didn’t laugh. The teacher believed it and let it go. Our punished classmates made an appointment: Use the burnt cotton stem head as a pen, and everyone wrote on the wall of his house. Some wrote about Xiaoshan big pig, some wrote about Xiaoshan big traitor, some write that you should be careful for me, Some of them were written horizontally, askew, and I am of them were written vertically, the eight kings of the hill. Later we walked over and looked over, and the eight kings of the hill were written vertically, it became a beautiful word, and I couldn’t help laughing. (4) today, our Chinese teacher Mr. Peng’s family married a girl, and we all thought we would hang out all morning. But the Chinese teacher of class 3 came to the classroom on time. I heard that the students in class 3 said that they graduated from the teacher’s college, whose surname was Lu. It was the first time that everyone knew that they had this surname, which was amazing. At first, I thought it was no different from teacher Peng’s teaching method. It was just a female teacher who looked so young, a plaid coat and a pair of blue trousers. The next few days made us really suffer. First of all, we were asked to read Lu Xun’s hometown. As usual, we read it for a long time like singing songs of the year of famine. Then we suddenly asked everyone to stop, not to mess up, starting from the first classmate in the group, he read naturally one by one. The Hill was miserable, but the Chinese was not good at all. When it was his turn to read, he was very nervous. Ah ah, (read into ah ah ah) ﹚, you put it on the Daotai (I read it like it), and you said it was not broad (I read it wide) ﹚? Now you have a three-room concubine (read as a wife); When you go out, you are a big sedan with eight lifts (read as a bridge with eight sedan chairs). How can you say that it is not broad? Scared, can’t hide anything from me. The whole class burst into laughter. The more he laughed, the more nervous he was and the more wrong he read. When he finished reading, teacher Lu also laughed, but only asked him to sit down without criticizing him, he also asked everyone to learn leap soil and try to catch birds. After school, some called him Ah Ah, some called him a wife. Ha ha ha! (Five) Today is the third day of teacher Lu’s substitute class, which is about Bai Juyi’s “charcoal man”. What we didn’t fall in love with most in the past, the boring ancient prose made her speak vividly, selling charcoal and burning charcoal in Nanshan. The face is full of dust and fireworks, and the temples are gray and black. A mouthful of Mandarin is also good, and we listen with great interest. The homework assigned in the afternoon was awesome: one group recited the full text tomorrow, and the other would enter the classroom; The second group translated the ancient poems into vernacular and handed them to the group leader; The third group rewritten the article into narrative, pay attention to several major elements of narration; The four groups rewrite this article into argumentative essays with arguments and arguments; The five groups do not do homework today. After class, don’t queue up to go home. We are divided into four groups, my God, what can we do? Why did the good thing fall into group 5? At the end, there is soup to drink. We talked for a long time after we got home, but it was not written. No wonder the students of Class 3 always show their faces on the blackboard newspaper of the school. (6) our math teacher Li is very serious. His hair is thin and not very beautiful. He has a big temper and a big belly. He is going to give birth to a child. He is still lecturing, mother told us many times not to play jokes on teacher Li. Sometimes she sat on a chair in class, when she asked us to do the exercises by ourselves. Today, I will teach scores in a new class. At first, everyone didn’t know and understand the scores. Teacher Li began to inspire: If you can live 100 years old, just like the length of this chalk, most of you are over 10 years old now, click, fold a piece of chalk, 1/10 has passed, and 9/10 continues to live. When I hear the click, I find that most of us blink our eyes. The numerator is the son, the denominator is the mother, and the 1/3 one is just like the father. Listen to her, Hey! Scores and kinship, interesting. The New Year’s Eve of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. 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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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Always want

I always think that purity and kindness will accompany my whole life when I come to this world naked. I always think that happy memories of childhood will warm all dreams. I always want to stare at a bud in bud and hear the sound of blooming flowers, which makes me feel magical and tired. I always want to get physical and mental pleasure when bathing in sunshine, and feel that there is no dark corner in the world. I always think that if my daughter can become a sensible and excellent child, she will have a happy return for her efforts and efforts. I always want to experience the unspeakable beauty of the sea, Gobi, grassland and forest in person. Even though it is painstaking, it also enriches the life experience. I always think that when I feel painful in my heart, I can get the inspiration from Buddha. An idea is full of Zen in my sight, which makes my wet heart peaceful and quiet in a flash. I always want to show up at the right time when my friend encounters a disaster. Even if it is just an encouraging eye, a comforting word, and a gentle stretch of my hand, I can also thoroughly remove the barriers in my heart and look at each other with courage. I always want to stay with my wife for a lifetime, no matter what will happen in front of me. I always thought that I could always accompany my old parents. Although I could not give them wealth and wealth, I could also give them filial piety all the time and make them happy at night. I always think that when temptation falls, I can keep myself clean and show indifference and calmness. I always thought that when people were quiet at night, I could enjoy wandering in the wonderful artistic conception of the Book of Songs and Songs of Chu, Tang and Song Poems. I always think that I can think for thousands of years when coding words on the keyboard, just like God’s help. I always think that the pace of annual rings can slow down a little, so that I can have enough time to enjoy the magnificence of autumn in my life. I always think that everything is as I wish. But wishes are always at hand, and there are always too many regrets in life. Then, even if you can’t embrace all your wishes, as long as you can embrace a few, it is enough to comfort this life. [Editor in charge: Tian Shaoyu]] 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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Excited

[Editor’s note] running a handwritten newspaper is not only a demonstration of skills, but also a training of abilities. It can comprehensively reflect a person’s Chinese quality. Looking at my son’s earnest ability to do handwritten newspaper, he could know a little without asking the result. When I went to work early on Friday, my colleague said that it was too urgent for the students to hand in a copy of the competition. The arrangement arranged on Wednesday will be handed in until Friday. In order to enable the students to participate actively, I told the students about the setting of awards in this competition: the first prize is 500 yuan, the second prize is 300 yuan, and as long as you participate, there will be souvenirs. The students are very excited after hearing this. I remember that on Wednesday evening, my son, who seldom talked at ordinary times, excitedly told me with the white paper rolled into a cylinder: Mom, this is the white paper sent by the teacher, which is a handwritten newspaper with the theme of protecting the environment, if there is a bonus, the first prize is 500 yuan, and the second prize is 300 yuan. Not everyone sends it to the paper, but only the better students send it to the white paper. The teacher also said that as long as you participate, there will be prizes. Looking at his son’s excited face, it seemed that he had already won the bonus of 300 yuan and was intoxicated in it. I knew it might be difficult for my son to win the prize at that level, but he couldn’t dispel his enthusiasm, so I said to him: it’s good to have such an opportunity! We focus on participation. If you participate actively, you may win the prize. Work hard and try your best to fight for it. I did my homework late that day, so I dropped the paper on the table and didn’t bring it back. On Thursday evening, I saw him looking up relevant information on the computer and preparing for his handwritten newspaper. He first searched the handwritten newspaper related to the environment, then found some information related to environmental protection, downloaded it and printed it out. It was already 6: 30 when it was finished. He also asked for my advice on how to design the layout more beautiful and what content to choose to extract on it. I told him that it was up to you. As soon as I had dinner, I ran upstairs. When I went upstairs, I drew a border. He told me that he was going to draw a Conan in the middle. I don’t care about him. I read my book nearby and let him toss about it by himself. As time went by 1 minute 1 second, I also began to sleep slowly. Then I said to him, “draw slowly by yourself. I slept on the table for a while. When I woke up, I saw that he was drawing carefully. The whole layout was well designed. Conan could draw vividly in the middle. Was there really some talent for drawing, detective Conan has read too many books. It seems that Conan has taken root in your heart. He smiled proudly and I followed the picture in this book. It is already over 12 o’clock in the middle of the night. To copy the relevant content, I said it would be better for you to write slowly, try not to make mistakes, even if there is a wrong word, don’t wipe it again, just rewrite one next to it, it will be very ugly if it is wiped and changed. He transcribed carefully and heard him talking to himself from time to time. Oh, if you make a mistake, just make it wrong! Finally, color the title and border, sometimes green, sometimes light yellow, blue and so on. Only listening to the rustling sound of the colored pen on the paper, when I read it again, it was already a colorful handwritten newspaper. It was already over 1 o’clock in the morning when the whole work was completed. I asked him: Are you tired? Not tired! Looking at my work, I was excited. I said to him: see, when you are determined to do something, even if you sleep less, you won’t feel tired. When you see that your efforts pay off, I will feel special excitement in my heart, and there will be a kind of happiness that I have never had before. [Editor in charge: Dielianhua]] Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) 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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Let me

The New Year’s Eve of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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My

I used the corn stalks machine of the opposite family, of course, I wouldn’t lose a penny than others, just to find some business for the relatives of his family. That’s what his grandmother said. But the result was that at least two lines of each Ridge were not hit. I really didn’t know that he was still working at this level. I had to cut corn stalks with my child’s father. I was an old countryman in the countryside, but the soil was not strong enough. Soon, the waist became very painful. Originally, I don’t think there is anything to do when I arrive at the land. I just follow him like a follower, but I have to do it when facing so many jobs of ten mu of land, originally, I wanted to go to the ground to recall my childhood memories. At least I wanted to find something that looked like a melon. Although I still don’t know its written language, but farmers here all know it. When it was ripe, it was yellow, smelly and delicious. My mother used to go to the fields to bring it to my sister and me, but now it is rare to take medicine frequently. Seeing so many corn stalks were not hit, we had to pick them out one by one, and did not stop until the sun was setting. Sometimes I really admire me as a glorious teacher of the people. I have to give lectures on the platform and do farm work when I return home. In fact, I am not a very diligent person, but sometimes life forces you to let yourself do something you have never thought of before. There seems to be a tumor in the middle of the waist. I always feel this way because the pain is suspicious. When the sun went down, I was not as romantic as I imagined. I didn’t talk to my husband behind his back like a child, watching him work. Instead, I did it together, which was tiring. I was sitting on a tricycle, with the chaff mosquito on my head following me like a bodyguard. I suddenly felt that my head was full of Halo, a buzzing sound effect, and they are pursuing me persistently, I am so shining, ah, it is estimated that stars have no such ostentation and extravagance. I suddenly raised my head and the moon rose in the sky. The bright light shines on us. Although it is very hard, it is still very comfortable and the heart is simple and calm. Ah my life 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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Night,

Looking at the Depression and coldness of the city, looking at the yellow street lights on the street, the night is neither black nor brightly lit, but gray. The Sleeping City was like the rough impression seen by an old man who couldn’t open his eyes. Occasionally, there were several cars passing by. The bright lights didn’t match the city in sleep. The friction between the wheels and the road gradually faded away. Walking alone in the street with his head down, he only heard his own footsteps. He didn’t want to sing a tune in boredom, but just wanted to wander in this gray flaw painting. The cool breeze blows my short hair. Watching the light of street lamps lengthen, Shorten and lengthen my shadow, the desolate atmosphere lengthened my loneliness and hesitation. The night was really quiet, as quiet as the shyness and shyness of a young girl in the face of her lover. I raised my head and looked up at the sky. I had nothing except the gray sky. Maybe the world was originally gray! A couple walked by the street, holding the right hand in his left hand, walked and smiled, romantic in the dim light, watching them approaching, I gave in, afraid to disturb the warmth, waiting for them to pass, I continued to move forward, and sweetness rippled into a sea of flowers behind me. I sigh with emotion that time flies and youth gradually fades away in the passing years. What does time leave? Maybe it’s just a few wrinkles between eyebrows, just a few sigh of emotion in life. This night was so deserted, but it was memorable, because every bit of time was deposited in the deep of my memory. At night, I am already in my heart. 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 year

Quiet night, I don’t know where you went quietly. I still miss each other quietly, but I don’t know why I still remember. I can’t give you that night, I love you. Gently, I want to finish walking, and the place you have been. Send Sky Acacia, without address. You don’t know where you went, but I am still standing there. You don’t have memories, but I can’t forget you. Doomsday, Doomsday, now I want to tell you quietly. 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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Snow you

When I got up in the morning, I found it was gray and gloomy outside. Open the door and have a look, oh, it’s snowing. The long-awaited snow finally came. Snowflakes are very small, light, soft, light, falling down. The snow on the ground is not thick, walking on it is soft, like on a soft carpet. I thought this snowflake is too small, you have fallen a lot of snowflakes. After a while, the snowflakes suddenly drifted down in the gloomy sky. Piece by piece, looking up at the floating snowflakes all over the sky, I miss you again. Which snowflake is your embodiment! Is it you who fell on the hair, is it you who fell on the shoulder, is it you who passed by in front of me, or is it you who gently touched my face, cool me, and melted me! I opened my eyes wide to look around, where are you. Have you fallen on the mountains, fields and Riverside in the distance. Are you still waiting for me in the distant sky. I stood on the shallow snow and was at a loss. It was very quiet around. But I heard a voice. I listened carefully. I smiled slightly. I am no longer looking for you. I know where you are. Snow is flying, heart is beating. The World with snow is really beautiful. My heart is full of joy, thoughts and thoughts. Just because pieces of white snowflakes are your embodiment, no matter the snow falls around you or on the snow mountain thousands of miles away. If there is snow, there will be you. 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…