Month: June 2017

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In fast

I have always considered myself as a fool in the teaching team. In the teaching career of wise men, they sang all the way, creating glory. When they had flowers and applause, I often cast envious eyes, and then I read the story of “turtle-rabbit race” silently, I hope that stupid turtle can awaken my sleeping wisdom. On the gray road of teaching, I tried hard to crawl forward, making myself covered with gray, but I was happy. Here, I would like to talk about a little bit of my feelings during my crawling process. I am an art teacher. First, I will tell you a story related to mathematics: Once a math teacher asked a student: Three people divided a banana, two of them divided half, and how much could another person divide? The student said: banana peel. The teacher said angrily: this is not a clever question, but a math class. The student whispered: 1/3. The teacher suppressed the anger and slowly guided: Three people were divided into three apples, two of them were divided into one, and the other was divided into how much? The student said: I don’t know. The teacher was so angry that he looked at the student with his beard blowing and staring at him. The student said, “teacher, don’t you always teach us how to share pears? Why do you insist on me sharing banana apples today? Don’t laugh. Things like this often happen in our class. I remembered that when I stood on the platform for the first time, I shivered a bit even though I had never had stage fright. I always feel that the children’s bright big eyes are examining me, criticizing me and evaluating me. I am very scared. At that I am, I took the lesson of “road team sign”. Before the lesson, I carefully made a standard rectangular road team sign, and I brought it into the classroom to make samples, children gave a series of exclamations to my impeccable works. Wow, these exclamations are like pieces of honey melting in my heart, sweet. I finally realized that those pairs of eyes were not examining, picky and evaluating, But longing, trust and worship. As a teacher, I am very proud of it. A little bit of investment before class can make myself an idol worshiped by children. After class, I read the children’s decent works one by one, which made me feel a little sense of accomplishment. At that time, I didn’t realize that I had been teaching children to draw pears. Just when I was proud of it, a piece of work with dull handwriting and irregular appearance jumped into my eyes. My mouth was askew and I marked a difference on the exercise book without hesitation. OK, there are not many such rubbish works, and I am secretly lucky. At that time, I didn’t realize that apple and banana were the greatest inventions of children. One day I was learning “new art curriculum standard”, and there were two words appearing with high frequency and innovation. I suddenly realized something. Innovation is like a challenger insulting me. I re-examined that bunch of excellent works, where is there any innovation? It is simply a multiple birth with genetic overload. That piece of rubbish, which was thrown into the cold Palace by me, looked at me timidly. Among the numerous brothers with multiple births, it suddenly appeared so outstanding, just like Monk Tang walked into the country of daughter. I finally found its cuteness. Its cuteness came from breaking the old rectangular matrix and adding some unique temperament. I can’t help sighing that apple banana is really rare. Since then, I had an unprecedented feeling for innovation, so I injected this feeling into the classroom. In art teaching, I finally realized that it was not easy for children to create art, because most of their homework was used to copying. In this way, after a period of time, children’s creativity gradually weakens in copying, and they have become accustomed to copying others’ mode. Therefore, when setting up questions for them to create, the children were in a hurry to find information to make a piece of work. Such development will only make students become people who stick to the rules, lack personality and imagination. No matter how excellent the trained students are, they can only be artisans. In other words, the trained students can only divide pears, not apples and bananas. Two weeks later, I saw the distinctive road signs of each class, which were plant-shaped, animal-shaped, and cartoon-shaped. Looking at these unique works in the world, those children suddenly became great inventors in my eyes, but I was their teacher. I was really happy, while the teacher who taught me appreciation and evaluation was “new art curriculum standard”. So I decided to continue reading After I was transferred to middle school, I found that the children were particularly nervous about learning. Under the pressure of entering a higher school, the phenomenon of overemphasizing the subject Center is obvious. Art is a small subject, which naturally does not get the attention of schools, students and parents. Children are locked up in the classroom all day long, almost isolated from the outside world, without rich life experience, children’s works completely lost their vitality. Facing this phenomenon, I am couldn’t do anything. In a study of “new art curriculum standard”, I was attracted by a passage that art is an important part of human culture and is closely related to social life, therefore, art learning is not only a simple training of skills and techniques, but also a kind of cultural learning. Maybe influenced by this passage, I also deliberately read more books. During the learning process, I found that poetry and painting had an indissoluble bond. Liu Zongyuan’s “Jiang Xue” is full of painting, and the composition of scatter perspective gives readers the space of free association, thus making the content of the picture infinitely rich. Zhang Shun’s name in Song Dynasty said in painting record: Poetry is invisible painting, and painting is tangible poetry. It can be seen that in the minds of ancient Chinese literati, poetry and painting are similar. With such a theory, I read more ancient poems and also learned to write rhythm poems. I can’t enrich children’s boring life. I can only enrich my own personal life by constantly reading books and then share it with children. In “Art comes from life, higher than life”, I didn’t talk about the painting art of Qi Baishi and Dong Xiwen in China at the beginning, nor about Cezanne in France and Van Gogh in Holland, it starts from daily life and leads students to understand the life art of those art masters slowly. Dewey said education was life, while Tao Xingzhi said life was education. I deeply feel this. After Tomb Sweeping Day, I asked the students to talk about what they saw, heard and thought. At the beginning, the students were not active, so I filled in two words, one is “recalling Qin ‘E Tomb Sweeping Day”, I wrote carefully on the blackboard and told the children that it was created by me. The children suddenly came up with spirit and admired them very much. I talked about my feelings and the scene of worshiping ancestors to the children, and also showed the paintings I matched for the two words. The children were as if they were on the scene. The reappearance of this scene also stirred up the children’s desire for creation. Unexpectedly, every time I went to class, the children would ask me if I had written poems, arguing about painting for my poems, so every time I walked into the classroom, it seemed that the outside Sunshine also came in, and the dull classroom suddenly became fresh. In order not to let the children down, I also kept learning, observing life more and experiencing life. I wrote it down as soon as I felt it. At the end of the semester, I wrote six novels and more than 30 poems. There are works like life, emotion, words and deeds, academic research, will, aesthetics, affairs, cultivation and scenery, all of which are painted by children. These words of mine were all finished under the supervision of the children. Although they were not as good as famous works, they were relatively close to the students’ life, and the children were also skillful in drawing. Although the brushwork of their works is still relatively immature, their learning is happy and relaxing. After a long time, I found that there were more and more children around me, not only in class, but also outside class. Many children liked literature, there were always some children who shyly handed me some words to ask me for guidance, and asked me to help them modify the paintings they matched for the article. Thinking of these, I am really happy. Teaching and learning is really a wonderful thing. I am happy in giving students happiness and improve myself in improving students’ value. Every autumn harvest season, there is no my name on the bright red honor list, because I am teacher Xiao Ke, I am not lost. I know that as a teacher, we should have a good attitude. Candles and silkworms are our portrayal, and dedication is the bounden duty of teachers, regardless of major or minor. Once on my way to school, I met graduated students who still remembered my name and last name. They told me: teacher, it is really easy and happy to study with you, and you also learned a lot. You taught us how to distinguish right from wrong, how to express our emotions with pens, and how to use pens to describe our blueprint for the future, how to write my own life at that moment, I really feel that I have a lot. In my opinion, teachers should not only be teachers, but not Chinese teachers. Maths teachers teach maths. Art teachers teach Fine Arts. Every teacher should be a school so that your students can graduate. Teachers should not only have a beautiful campus, but also have a rich collection of books, and also have attractive courses, so that children can continue to study in this school; For teachers, reading and learning is the most natural and calm research method. How broad the vision of reading is, how high the realm of teaching is. Reading books of subjects and majors can improve the strength, reading books of education and art can add vitality, and reading books of cultural cultivation can add charm. Only in this way can the students we teach not only divide pears but bananas and apples. When sukhomlinski talked about the educational quality of teachers, he warned reading, reading and reading again over 10,000 yuan. Use reading to improve yourself, and use reading to feed back teaching. Reading is the most classic alternative lesson preparation and the most feasible shortcut to the end of the South for teachers’ wisdom growth. 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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Mood

[Introduction] the weather is changeable, and people’s mood is also like this, even more changeable sometimes. The weather is cloudy and rainy, and there will be a sunny day; The cold wind blows hard, and there will be a sunny day. People are the same, even if the heart is as soft as a knife, there will be a day to heal the wound; The sky is as clear as jewel blue, and the sunshine spreads all over the Earth without any hindrance; The sky is connected with endless black curtains, or the clouds are mottled and mixed, rushing; The air or the strings are pounded like strings, or like silk, smoke, fog; The air or salt rustling down, or flying, or spinning. This is the four representative states of sunny, cloudy, rainy and snowy weather, and other weather is mixed by the two or three of the above states in different degrees. People’s mood also has four basic states: joy, anger, sorrow and sadness. Other moods are mixed up by these four in different degrees. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. This is Su Shi’s story about mood and weather. When you are happy, you will smile and feel refreshed, just like the sunny sun shining, thousands of miles of blue; When you are angry, you will feel angry, angry, like dark clouds, lightning and thunder; When you are sad, you will look haggard and feel uneasy, if the autumn rain is continuous, bitter and cold; When sad, the liver and gall are split, and the heart is painful, like the wind and the bone, flying snow all over the sky. The weather is changeable, so is people’s mood, even more changeable sometimes. The weather is cloudy and rainy, and there will be a sunny day; The cold wind blows hard, and there will be a sunny day. People are the same, even if the heart is as soft as a knife, there will be a day to heal the wound; When the anger fills the chest, there will be a time to calm down. After the wind and rain, there will be colorful sky again; After sorrow, there will be joy. The weather is changeable, and the rain and snow are uncontrollable; The mood is also changeable, but people are rational. How can they be confined to the temporary joy and sorrow and lose the beautiful life track? [Responsible editor: Ke Er]] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Love

No appetite, not because of the mood, just don’t want to speak for a long time. There are many problems that haven’t been solved and can’t be solved. Just escape from today. Finally, the choice didn’t hesitate. He stopped. I echoed without any mixed feelings. It’s calm sweet smell of bread my mother put it on the pillow silently and turned around to leave believe that she understood my tiredness no nagging no complaining very sweet and moved her side to the bread mixed with cream and hot air believe that she has been hot staring quietly, I still have no appetite. It’s not because of my mood. I just don’t want to speak. Long ago, I yearned for having my own bakery that day when I was old. It’s not because of eating but the process of making bread. It’s so sweet and hot when I just made it. It’s a little hot and soft. It won’t break even if I pinch it. It’s just one piece. When it gets cold, it will dry for a long time and if you touch the slag, it will fall. It looks like love. In fact, there are a lot of holes in the castle. If there is no heat, it will be dry. No matter how it is pieced together, there will still be Cracks. It will not care what kind of experience it doesn’t care anything. The broken bread is cold. The house is very cold. It’s cold outside. I don’t want to move. Although there is air conditioning, I still have no appetite. It’s not because of my mood. I just don’t want to speak. [Editor in charge: South Wind]] 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

Circling in my heart. Smile pattern is a beautiful rhythm, and confidence is the theme of the song; Your smile is like poetry, which makes me intoxicated and obsessed. The smile pattern is the rhyme of the joint, and sincerity is the meaning of the poem; Your smile is picturesque, which makes me relaxed and happy. Smile pattern is the winding of water waves, tolerance is the magic of mountains; Your smile is like plum, which makes me happy and cherish. The smile pattern is the replacement of spring to winter, and the Frost heart tears are full of plum blossom; Your smile is like the wind, which makes my eyes like rain. The rain sneaked with the wind, moistening the land of love. [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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Maybe

[Introduction] Returning to plain, I occasionally think of that scene and that person that day until her back disappears in the clouds of the world. Once upon a time, the Sea has never dried up in my heart. When the two established tracks intersected, the brilliance will accompany you to see the fireworks bloom out of the moon! Please don’t treat me well when I am lonely and lonely. This love is too heavy, crushing my defense line, shaking my persistence and mistakenly thinking that this is love. That’s it, catching life. Holding hands, the warmth of Palm could not fill my heart if I lost something. There was such a vacant position, which seemed to be waiting for something. Many years later, we met by chance. The light smile went through the crowd and awakened the faint and distant memory. The dream went back to thousands of turns. Year after year, was it just waiting for such a smile. It fills the long-standing vacancy in the heart. Two strange hearts are tied together by the long-lost familiarity. Knowing each other does not need much words, every smile is enough to cross the farthest distance in the world. Looking at each other quietly, we can see the truest self from each other’s eyes. The faint halo is enveloped, and there is no worldly Fetter, and every word seems redundant. Make the brightest wedding dress with Moonlight and put it on your body. The heaven and earth witness for us, the stars bless us and look up at the starry sky side by side. The year before last, time was just like a moment at my fingertips, but this moment made a deep impression and turned into eternity until my soul turned into dust. At dawn, I gave each other a faint smile in my deep gaze, waved goodbye, hugged back to back, and gradually moved away. I only hate meeting too late, and I have already lost the right to love. To this end, we know that once muddled mistaking kindness as love, but now it has turned into family affection, and when everything becomes a habit change, it may be fatal. I can’t and can’t change any more. If this is a beautiful mistake, then thank God for giving me a romantic encounter and completing my incomplete heart. I really loved it, even for a moment, I also experienced deeply. Returning to plain, I occasionally think of that scene and that person that day until her back disappears in the clouds of the world. Once upon a time, the Sea has never dried up in my heart. When the two established tracks intersected, the brilliance will accompany you to see the fireworks bloom out of the moon! Your remaining tenderness still lingers in your hands. Close your eyes and bless you. There is no sadness, no regret, and you have enough to comfort this life! [Responsible editor: Ke Er]] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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There

There is always something that attracts our eyes. There is a moment of staying or looking back, or just a glimpse, that is appreciation. Once I stopped because a piece of clothes looks so beautiful on others, but that was appreciation, because some things were not really suitable for you. Maybe it is because of the things we appreciate that there will be common topics. How can people be different? If there is no common language, even if they know each other, they are just friends of gentlemen, as light as water. However, for those who have common language and can fall in love with each other, they may only understand with one eye and one smile. Sometimes, there will be heart. I used to have this feeling many times. When I thought of someone, I suddenly called him. Maybe when I thought of someone, I really met him. Just with the passage of time, as I never met each other, this feeling disappeared little by little and moved away little by little. Friendship exists among people. Only with this friendship can we cherish each other. If we are just a stranger, why do we care about his well-being, his existence and appreciation, it is just an episode in life. Who is destined, who is who? Only who knows how to appreciate this world, and only when they attract each other can they have a feeling between each other. Only when they attract each other can they get along with each other. With the growth of age, the horizon becomes wider and wider, and there are fewer and fewer people who are worthy of appreciation. However, if you meet someone who is worthy of appreciation, you may be moved or stay for a few more seconds. I once looked back at the beautiful woman I met on the street. It was not a famous brand of her, but she had a kind of temperament, noble but elegant, with a taste of standing out, but it was inseparable for all, she still woman. Perhaps it is this taste that makes people appreciate. But in recent years, I have gradually grown old, not just getting married just for marriage. However, in my eyes, if I can’t meet someone I appreciate all the time, I would rather live alone in my own world, but I still need a stable nest. Who doesn’t know that a beautiful flower in full bloom is the most attractive, and some people would rather lower their heads and bend down just to see its appearance, just for the fragrance, worship under its appearance. But who else, in order to appreciate the extremely ugly flowers, if you know herbs, you may be the same as me. If you understand a little, you will understand that there are some ugly flowers, in fact, it has great medicinal properties. Have you ever given an ordinary woman or man the right to express. If you appreciate his amazing words, full of talent, or other abilities, do you stay for him well? Time may be very short, just one second, but do you think he has courage, not just a momentary impulse. Have you ever given such an opportunity to express yourself best. I used to be very naive. As long as the first impression was denied, no matter how excellent he was, I felt a disgusting atmosphere in my heart. Or maybe someone has said a word, if you look at others is not good, it is your own cultivation is not enough. I often think deeply about this sentence, when I see the needle blood, everyone has something I hate, which is a normal reflection. However, life has constant experience. Some people think, have insight and have cultivation, which leads to such a big difference between people. People don’t have noble points, but they are elegant and vulgar. Someone once said that the less money people have, the more elegant they can go there. I don’t deny this sentence. If you are so poor that you can’t even eat enough, where does your elegance come from. Their elegance can be seen from another scenery. Although they are poor, they have a kind heart and a simple heart, which reflects the charm of a person. People can’t do without their own vision, but the scenery and amorous feelings they appreciate will change with their own vision. Time is terrible. It makes you lose a lot when you get it. Just like the passing of time, we gradually appreciate what we like as we grow old. While gradually saying goodbye to naivety, it also gradually matures. 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. 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Teacher

Mentor In the clear memory, I still understand the sweat you once paid for the students of our generation. It has been nearly four years since I left school and your expectation. I regret that I have never written a letter to you in these hurried years, let alone to visit you because of my failure in tears? Or is it because of invisible disappointment? I can’t remember why, but I know the guilt in my heart doesn’t want to face you. Failing to live up has become the most unbearable mistake in my life. After all, school has become my past, and I am no longer qualified to fight for myself. But teacher, your graceful figure will not leave my mind, and an expectation and a promise will be imprinted in my heart. No matter how much wind and rain I have gone through, no matter how much turbulence I have received, I always want to remember what you said to me. Moved for many years, the complicated society has trained my ignorance and cowardice in the past, but it will never make up for my youth campus. People must struggle, or they will be eliminated! This is what you warned me, but I lost my course, struggling in loss. I tried hard to develop my potential, but I still couldn’t change my embarrassing situation after vent. Maybe when a person grows up, troubles enrich his mind, but I just don’t understand why I can’t get rid of my hypocritical body to live a real life. I live in others’ cold words, I live in others’ hot eyes, I live in others’ ridicule and sarcasm, and I weep myself bitterly. I used to have a lot of tears flowing on my own life path, and also flowing through your teacher’s heart. Sometimes when I look at the heavy rain, my emotions will roll with me, I want to know whether God is living the same way I have traveled. It is not silence in the previous years, but seeing such a simple natural scene, we can still find the past. I can often listen to the familiar and distant music with the school. I really want to walk through the vibrant garden with my teacher gently: I really want to talk about my life and thoughts with you: I really want to have a good smile in front of you, but what I could easily get seems so far away now. I have heard that you are married for a long time. It’s a pity that I didn’t attend. I didn’t see the beauty of your wedding dress or your happy face rippling in love. How I wish I could see all your happy times. I remember that when you just took over to teach us, there were so many touching things behind you. I can’t imagine that your playful smile adds some maturity, but I know no matter what kind of life you live, your kindness, your honesty, your kindness is always with you. Sometimes I will laugh when I think of you, because I remember your lovely appearance of playing with us in the evening: sometimes I will feel sad when I think of you, because I envy your colorful and sacred educational world, but I lost my ideal paradise because of my naivety. In the lonely night, I wandered in a foreign land with insomnia, but I could no longer feel the safety of your duty for us. The quiet night accompanied me. Tonight I am willing to stay all night long. I don’t know how you spend it? Is it to coax children to sleep sweetly singing children’s songs? Or do you write and shake your figure to correct homework for students? Teacher. You have worked hard! 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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My

If there is no disturbance in one’s body, it is estimated that there will be no passion. The Great Freud said more shamelessly that sexual desire promotes the development of the world. Sometimes I feel that sex hinders the development of the world. If that kind of thing had happened with my girl at that time, I guess I didn’t want to read any more and muddled with her all day long, fooling around is happier than being with some bad birds. I read books and read now, but I can’t talk about it now. It should be said that during the time when I graduated from college, I never felt that I was smart or successful, I also always think that the biggest reason why I haven’t had a sense of success for decades is that I haven’t been a girl without grass. When I was depressed, I also posted a very sexy post on a forum where foreigners go, saying that if a man wants to go to heaven, then give him a sexy beauty. When it comes to this, I guess that some female readers have made a dirty and low-level judgment that I am simply inferior to garbage, some metal, plastic or cardboard can be picked out from the garbage for reuse, while female readers think that there is basically nothing good on me, so I simply don’t open my article any more. Then I want to tell you sincerely that many men are like me. I am just a little stupid than them and not very coquettish. The reason why I said something boldly is just to let the world return to reality, not too fake. I assure female readers that the more you look back, the more you will like it, because I am not like other men who have no thoughts, I have thoughts, and after I have suffered numerous setbacks, let me step out from the sense of inferiority and be far more confident than ordinary people, not because I am too fond of women, but because I firmly believe that my thoughts are not inferior to all the high-level thoughts in the world, this is my last pride in the world. What impressed me most in the era of reading is that things are centered around sex rather than books, so I always think that the center of the world is women, and the basic energy is performance, the highest happiness is grass and quilt grass, other patriotism, love the collective and others, care for comrades and so on a series of towering words are simply rubbish floating in the air to block the sun. At that time, my sunshine was my girl, and my biggest fantasy was her breasts, and my biggest expectation was her. But I didn’t get her, which was the hardest failure in my life. Sometimes I attribute failure to the knowledge I was taught. Those great knowledge made me almost the same as Thirteen O’Clock. Later, I didn’t believe those nonsense any more, this gave me a leap in my mind. Of course, I said that with a little complaint, because in the previous decades, even my favorite woman could not be used, which was the greatest deprivation of life happiness. One day I took the swimming girl in my father’s sports magazine as the cover of the book, which broke out the biggest disturbance and happiness in our class. Those guys who didn’t have long hair tore off the cover of my beautiful woman in swimsuit, and drew a lot of points in the private parts of the beautiful woman with ballpoint pen, just like their young cocks one by one. I found that even though their chickens were small, the ambition of that kind of grass was not small at all, and the brilliance on their faces was as if they had already been grass, which was a complete victory, put the holes of the grass in my beautiful woman picture one by one and black spots. I remembered that I was very angry at that time. I took that beautiful woman off the book and threw her into the trash can. Du Ping, who didn’t have much feather and once showed me hot words, walked bravely to the trash can like a hero, picking her out of the trash with infinite love for the beautiful woman’s pictures, the smile on that face was an intoxicating smile. I guess he must stick her on his flesh when he was sleeping after taking back the picture of the beautiful woman, and then died for several days, come to class absent-minded. The power of beauty is infinite, while semen is limited, which is the biggest contradiction in the world. The female teacher who pretended to compare knew about this, and I found her face turned a little red. She pretended to criticize me and accused me of how to use such a beautiful woman as a cover. At that time, I didn’t think I had done anything wrong. To be honest, I am like this picture of beautiful woman and had some holy thoughts, but my classmates proved it with their actions, holy thoughts do not exist among most people, which leads to an inference that if those people do not have holy thoughts, then whether my thoughts at that time are holy or not is a question of induction, if basically all people are interested in grass, then only one person is not interested in grass, this proposition is wrong, therefore, I think my so-called Holy thought is just because hormones do not have intense exercise and do not have the impulse fantasy of grass at once. At that time, I always thought that there were many good people. Even though the fool was better than the headmaster who asked the whole school to make uniform uniforms, the sky blue color made my clothes a little small, which made me uncomfortable at all. That brilliant pen also made us parade in the street in this school uniform and shout slogans. I can’t remember what I shouted now, but I always remember that female classmate, because she took the lead in shouting slogans, which was very loud and full of the vitality of the flowers of the motherland, but later I knew that she worked as a prostitute in Shanghai and opened a whorehouse. She was arrested by the police for keeping others to sell herself. She was released after giving a lot of money. At that time, why was my heart always depressed and I always felt that I couldn’t do it? I didn’t understand until now that the root cause of depression was not me, but in your environment, just like the one who was the principal of our country and asked me to parade, it was nothing but to brighten his face, not to let the flowers of our motherland get the sublimation of love in the parade. Under the guidance of this extreme thinking, how could I feel happy? So I started to create a feeling of hell in my heart, and this hell completely came from others. Sartre cried and shouted for a long time. He was hell. The principal of the pen made me feel like hell in disguise. This pen might have been a ghost, the soul I honed in hell will not let him go. Why does this pen do this? I guess I think I am not a pen. I don’t think I am a pen. In fact, it is a pen without discount. Damn pen, I used my words as aphrodisiac to make his bird erect, and let me cut it off completely with a pig knife. This brilliant pen finally found the fair evaluation of history on him in my words. The awful pen made me stand for a while, because I was playing the game of marbles with a bunch of birds. I wore a red sleeve that day, and this was not a Red Guard, but let me supervise the bad habits of those birds. The more I recall now, the more I feel that in such a society, a group of children are all harmed by abnormal conditions. Just think about it, it is a big joke to let me a child who doesn’t understand anything to picket the bad habits of those birds in the school. When I played with a group of birds, The principal of the evil pen found out that he didn’t punish the big bird playing with me, but only punished me, a child. It can be seen that the evil pen’s heart was very dark and showed no mercy to anyone. At that time, I didn’t know what to do. I stood in that corner and cried. A group of birds poked their heads out of the window and laughed at me. A math teacher took me back, that brilliant pen still insisted on me standing, saying that as a picket, I unexpectedly played with them without considering discipline. I guess his bird does not exist, so he vent his dissatisfaction because of his bird’s non-existence. It is estimated that his despicable heart has foreseen that my future must be surrounded by beautiful women, the development of facts is also the same. I didn’t know why I always wanted to cry at that time. Later I realized that it was not because I was extremely fragile, but because of the abnormal society, my normal heart couldn’t have room to breathe. This abnormal society, this abnormal principal, damn school! Later, I suffered from depression, which is inseparable from our great education and educators. Sorry readers, I said a lot of anger, but please forgive me, because this environment once made me lost, struggling in hell, without light shining on me, I just accused in the words, only in the words, it can only be so, But the biggest reason is that when I was young, my mind was immature, and I was extremely ignorant and insulted by others, but I always thought that our society was really very good and very bright. My stupidity was the devil, led me to jump to the cliff. [Responsible editor: Ke Er]] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. 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Midnight

[Introduction] the world is cold, what is in front of you is real, and those things behind you cannot resist. Don’t give up the pursuit because of the plain life; Don’t confuse your eyes because of the complicated world; Don’t imprison the free heart because of the secular concept. In the middle of the night, I dreamed that I lost my way, wandering in the dark and remote mountains, anxiously looking for my way back, and suddenly woke up in loneliness and helplessness. Looking around the room in a muddled way, the family slept peacefully and gently. Only the furniture stood in the dim corner empty. Maybe they also fell into the gentle hometown of dreams. Listening with your ears aside, the outside is also silent, only when the biting wind occasionally sweeps over the leaves in the winter night, the roaring rustling sound. From time to time, there was a chaotic wind thief sneaked quietly through the crack of the window. The Curtain shook feebly for a few times, but it still couldn’t resist its cunning and drifted to my pillow slightly. I stood up and got dressed, half lying in the warm quilt. Through the curtain corner which was lifted up by the wind from time to time, I saw the street lamp still lowered its head, as if shivering in the cold wave and cold fog, and the dim light scattered extremely lazily, the empty time was passed away in the state of half dream and half wake up. In the dark night sky, three or two stars were still shining with cold light. After exchanging eyes with them for several times, I suddenly felt lonely and immersed in me. The world is turbid, I am alone, everyone is drunk, I wake up alone, is to see and release. The verses of Qu Yuan were embossed in my mind, and those words were glittering like gold. Imagine that no one can comprehend his loneliness in the open world, and it is too cold to stand high. The Mind of a great man cannot be touched by ordinary people, and his broad heart cannot find a fulcrum in the open world. In that era when the flames of war were ambushed and the hegemony of the king was extremely rising, he was the only one who was awake in the world who was patriotic and worried about the people. His hoarse cry was defeated by the selfish and greedy social style. He could not even hear his own voice, nor could he find a bosom friend or a friend in the boundless world. How could it be like expressing his heart? Under the clear light alone, the jumping bean fire could not drive away the darkness. He and his shadow always overlapped in the darkness, and the bamboo slips on the table carried the deep history, however, the reality shattered his grand plan and strategy. I don’t know how he dispelled and eliminated loneliness and loneliness, and waited every long night alone as dawn. Perhaps only Tao Tao’s Miluo River can let his loneliness go. The world is cold, what is in front of you is real, and the gods behind you are unable to resist. Don’t give up the pursuit because of the plain life; Don’t confuse your eyes because of the complicated world; Don’t imprison the free heart because of the secular concept. I firmly believe that I am born to be useful. Peace of mind, less angular, no longer easy to compete with others, longer. The world is independent, calm and indifferent in indifference and tranquility. Let the Autumn Water grow in the sky, cover the thick and heavy color of the eyebrows at the corner of the eyes and the floating noise of the world; Let the chaotic thoughts slowly settle down and wash away all the prosperity. Let your clear and carefree heart fly in the sky, leaving lies, betraying and hypocrisy out of your world. In this quiet late night, my thoughts flew and lingered in the deserted street. I felt more calm in my heart and lost many flashy dreams, through the darkness, my mood became clear and clear. Dwelling in the fighting room, accompanied by a light and a cup of tea, away from the vanity of the world of mortals. When you are lonely, look for that confidante in the words in the book. Even if words can’t resist the hard and cold reality and exist weakly, we should also try our best to support our mood and let our mood swim in the sea of literature and in the universe of previous thoughts. I like the quietness at this moment, and I like myself at this moment. I wander in my heart like this, and my thoughts fly lightly for two decades. December 7, August 8 [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. 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Yesterday

The weather became sudden, and no one specially prepared in advance to welcome it. Spring went away overnight. In the morning, I rubbed my hazy sleepy eyes, held my hands together and felt cold. I put on my coat and came out, saying calmly that I went back to winter. It seemed that everything was in expectation, but I didn’t expect it to come in such a hurry. The weather has returned to the past. I don’t feel how cold this winter is. They may not know that the warmth in winter is incomparable to the heat in summer. This winter, you care and care for me. You said that when it gets cold, remember to put on more clothes and don’t get sick again. Although it was at the end of the phone, I felt that you were always with me and never left. Then who, have you already forgotten? Our affection was like this weather, which suddenly became cold and scared people all over the world. It didn’t give me any hint of soul. Facing the rapid changes, I was at a loss. When it gets cold, add a coat to keep out the cold. What about our friendship? So cold, what way should we use to keep it warm again? Then who, will this summer feel cold like me, and thus miss the warmth of winter? Oh! I forget that time keeps moving forward. This is not the real winter. The winter belonging to us has been secretly taken away by time. Although everything is like the past, I have to recognize the difference between reality and illusion. Snow floated here not in winter, just like condensed tears. The whole world was dressed in silver plain clothes. At this time, everything was silent, as if a special funeral was held. Who was buried again? Turning around, yesterday’s footprints had been gently covered by snow. In a flash, tears blurred my eyes. If they were frozen, the snow would melt. But I forget that this piece of snow is artificial (how to follow you to the ends of the world.) 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…