Month: August 2017

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1. When you are 30 years old, you must be established. Don’t call your parents’ home as home. 2. Think about what you did after twenty and before thirty. 3. You must be sober. Acting as a confidante or flower protector has become a thing of the past. Life is serious. 4. You must be aware that you will gradually choose your career from your career to your career, and the road of life will become more and more difficult. 5. Love is to fulfill responsibilities. We must work together. A complete family can never be separated from a high degree of responsibility. 6. Dreams and fantasies belong to the past years. 7. Respect women’s rights, treat others well and be civilized citizens. 8, stay away from bad habits, do not smoke, drink alcohol, do not chew betel nut, do not love chess and gambling and so on. 9. Know your own shortcomings and be a person with an empty mind. There are mountains outside the mountain, and there are days outside the world. 10. Make friends, refuse to harm friends, cultivate self-cultivation, and become a respected elder. 11. Read a book that benefits for life. 12. Cherish your body, cherish life, always fear and live scientifically. 13. Learn to think and dare to say no. 14. Parents are the first teachers. Remember that children’s education is definitely more important than their own food and drink. 15. Don’t expect anyone to care about you when you need it most. There should be no hatred. 16. Only by working hard, there will be a way to the mountain. 17. Be a righteous person and refuse ill-gotten wealth. A gentleman loves wealth and takes it properly. 18, thrifty, poetry embodies. 19. When you step into middle age and start to call young people with small X, you should pay attention to the exemplary role of seniority. 20. Think about what you should do by the age of 40. [Responsible editor: Ke 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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[Introduction] Dear me, please don’t be sad when facing those days that have to say goodbye and go crazy. Although those happy days are gone forever, it is lucky to have them once. Winter arrived again in the roaring north wind, and the weather became cold. The tree had already shaken off the leaves one after another, leaving only bare branches, which seemed to shake off the missing in the desolate forest. Dear me, this is like your missing. The sky is no longer clear and clear. The haze belonging to this season occupies this endless sky. The birds that once flew in panic over you were also driven away by the cold wind. The grassland turns yellow, and it will be covered with a thin layer of white frost in the morning, which is pale. Dear me, this is like your lonely life. This season is desolate, just like your current mood. Dear me, when I see lovers snuggling together to keep warm, will it be cold? Lonely? Don’t be afraid. You have at least one me. I will give you warmth and make you not lonely. Please don’t recall the winter of the past years, which will make you colder and lonelier. Let the past go with the flowing water of time, and don’t let it accumulate in the atrium to sprout. Make room for some people who are worthy of staying with each other. Dear me, please don’t open the yellowed memory, just let it grow old and die. Don’t care about some people. You and them are like passers-by a passing by casually, which is doomed to be destined for no difference in this life. Dear me, the sky is raining again. The dark yellow leaves floating on the ground also wet your black hair. You ran across the path full of leaves in panic against the cold wind. This rain is like falling in your turbulent youth. You fled away in panic, but it wet your hair. Dear me, please don’t be sad when facing those days that have to say goodbye to crazy passing. Although those happy days are gone forever, it is lucky to have them once. Time flows away, and there will be a new time. When the space belonging to happiness is empty, new happiness will fill it up. It is like that there is destined to be dawn after the night. Now that you have lost it, you don’t have to care too much. Dear me, take good care of yourself. Don’t forget to sleep and eat for something irrelevant, and don’t be unhappy for some gossip. Even if everyone doesn’t love you anymore, at least I still love you. [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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I was drunk, forgot to break my heart, looked around blankly, how gloomy it was to run alone. Wine into sorrow turns into tears of lovesickness, recalling the past, regretting the present, how to solve the worry, only du Kang. The water flows more when the knife is cut off, and the sorrow of lifting a cup is more sorrow. Drink your own wine, drunk others’ hearts, and numb yourself one Cup after another. Every nerve is full of the smell of alcohol, drunk oneself, but drunk others’ hearts. Heartbroken, silent loneliness, drinking all my thoughts, but unable to completely numb myself. Drunk, completely heartbroken. Drinking mellow red wine, listening to sad songs and smoking Lonely cigarettes, it turns out that you can enjoy yourself so much when you are lonely. Life is so happy. Zuiwo battlefield King Mo laugh, ancient campaign a few people back. The world of love is like a battlefield, rushing up and falling down constantly. Maybe every King in the world only cares about conquering rather than owning the same. Drunk, thoughts fluttering, tired, want to stop the pace of progress, once the sustenance is gone, you can’t call me high morale, I am doomed not to have you in my life. Drunk, drinking his own wine, listening to his own music, smoking his own cigarette. I am the only one left under the dim sky. In life, I should choose ordinary and peaceful life. Through the love and pain in life, the life went into peace. Another year, the annual rings carved a deep mark. Looking back, the years were gone and blank. Happiness, anger, sadness and sorrow five flavors where does life go? I can’t define my life either. I have thought a lot about bustling cities and quiet and beautiful villages, and I have had many contradictions. I spend all my time thinking about problems of one kind or another, and I feel the ups and downs in the ordinary. All thoughts melt in a constant life. Time cannot hook my memory. It is very vague and vague. It seems that yesterday, today and even tomorrow are the same. Thinking over and over again, the way out of life does not seem to be confused or plain. Life is so lonely, so lonely. Lies and perfunctoriness made me deeply distressed. A constant life rule made me involved in the blind path of life. In the end, there is a blank memory. I only know that every day is the same life. The track of life is always changing constantly, and there is only human thoughts invariably. In the ever-changing life, looking for loss and balance, and the thoughts are flying, what on earth is it? There is neither a good start nor a good ending. Why is the ending? Maybe it is a kind of life that I am looking for, changeable and changeable. No love, no hate, and no anger. Looking back quietly, my memory has gone away and I am indifferent in my heart. No one can understand my sadness and pain. The reality is always so cruel. What is nothing? Now I finally understand. The result is so pale. Thousands of words turned into a wisp of clear sound across the love and pain in life. Through the memory, the season is not there, leaving only a pile of ashes. [Responsible editor: yi 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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Maybe I should compromise and become the fragile one from now on. But without me, I just enjoy quietly and remember the feeling at this moment. Yes, I am enjoying and then continue to build a fortress tomorrow to tell myself that everything is fine! (In 22-year-old birthday eve, write for yourself text) 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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Looking up out of the window, I finally saw the bright sky today. It was raining for several days, and even the air was wet. When I sat in front of the computer, my mood was no longer disturbed by the climate, and then I contacted those faint words to chat with you Q. During the whole day’s work, I used to make a cup of strong tea for myself, enjoying the peace of this moment alone, so that my heart could be far away from the noise and turbidity of the secular world and walk alone in chatting, fly or reverie. Through the fluorescent screen, those words seem to be endowed with the most inspirational life in the world. As long as there is a wisp of hope, I will make unremitting efforts to send out a lingering and moist breath to comfort my heart which is gradually disturbed by trivial matters, or I am looking for a bosom friend of my heart. At the same time, it reminds me that tomorrow’s sunshine is still beautiful and attractive. I admire those people who walk together on the emotional road through the Internet. What kind of sensibility and freedom is that? I really want to have a try. But everyone’s situation is different, because life is always unique to those who dare to challenge the limit, but I always have too many unnecessary concerns and vulgarity, especially your romantic wit made me flinch. Maybe I can only wait in waiting. But fortunately, I can still drift away and expect in Q chat, and also experience a passion and impulse that I have never had before. At this time, I am happy and indulged. I don’t remember when I started to like Q chat, and even painted text and ink in my QQ space. I like the feeling that words reach my heart. In the soft and meticulous mind of being touched, to experience joy or sadness. From the relief of words, I can get a feeling of being crazy or fascinated in the wind and rain. [Editor in charge: Yu Yiqi] Zan (essay 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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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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Every time I take my daughter out, others are not sure whether I am my mother or sister. I went back home for a long time, and the old neighbors also made a fuss about how I had never changed. When some Strangers guess my age, they often say a number of ten or eight years younger. Under long-term hypnosis, I couldn’t help being complacent. I thought that God treated me well and appreciated my beauty. I thought that the old man of time only missed me when he was helping others portray the traces of time. Although I have experienced Cang injury and suffering., But it is still as young and frivolous as saying something unknown. I thought that in this way I could still be young and beautiful as before. Until that day. I was held up by my daughter and turned several circles. My daughter also said that she had grown up, and I was old, so I couldn’t hold her any more. It was time for her to hold me in the future, just like the sunny day waking me up in my dream. Looking at my daughter who is half a head taller than me, I really don’t admit that I am too old to do it. Even if you pretend to be young and lively. Those who should come will still come, and they can’t hide. In the mirror, my skin is no longer smooth and tender. Some small spots also secretly settled on the face. In fact, I also know that when our wonderful life comes to an end, our daughters’ drama will come on stage. Isn’t my daughter just continuing and inheriting my life? Birth, old age, illness, death and spring, summer, autumn and winter. The same simple rule. Turn your mind and adjust your mind. I am no longer afraid of the days when I will step into the wind and leave a candle in the wind and the sunset. Because I have already let go. But on that day, did someone hold my hand and grow old together 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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[Editor’s note] Grandma is really a thrifty expert. I can’t remember the origin of that special oil tank. I think it must have been carefully selected by grandma when she bought it. It is really ingenious and well-intentioned! In my memory, there are two oil tanks in my house, one of which is large and can contain more than 5 jin of oil. It is not commonly used, and only oil is distributed in the production team, or use it when changing oil with cotton seeds somewhere. And the small one is used every day, you can see it every time. The diameter and height of that small oil tank are more than 10cm. Ceramic, no cover, a white bowl sitting on the mouth, it is inevitable to be greasy around. It is placed on the coal fire table and only 20cm away from the wok. It is very convenient to scoop oil into the wok when cooking. This tank filled with at best but-1 small amount of oil,-in my memory, inside never filled with, even semi-tank nor had installed, often only-two centimeters deep, and it is not easy to scoop up. The bottom of the tank is so high that it is about two centimeters. The cotton oil inside is concentrated around the bottom, so it is very difficult to scoop. Grandma always cuts it with a flat oil spoon for several times and pour it into the oil pan, there was only a little bit in the wok, but at this time the wok was so hot that it was smoking. When it was too small, I didn’t pay attention to these things. When the rice was served, I picked up the bowl and ate it. There was no oil tank but no oil tank. A little larger, she asked grandma why she didn’t pour more oil into the jar. Grandma said, it is easy to consume oil if you pour too much. Even bigger, I asked my grandma why she bought such a tank with a drum bottom. It was very inconvenient to scoop up the oil. Grandma was silent. After a while, Grandma smiled and said: not to save some oil! If the spoon goes smoothly, it will be easy to pay. It won’t cost much even if you cut it twice like this. At this time, I suddenly realized that the doubts and mist covered in my heart were completely dissolved. Grandma is really an expert who is thrifty and hardworking. I can’t remember the origin of that special oil tank. I think it must have been carefully selected by grandma when she bought it. It is really ingenious and well-intentioned! When it comes to Grandma’s diligence and frugality, living a life carefully and carefully, he is well-known and well-known by all the people in the village. Many families in the village often exchange food for food, but my family has never changed it once. After wheat harvest, she once took me to pick up wheat seeds one by one; After autumn harvest, she went to the ground to pick up small sweet potatoes and dried sweet potato skins, even the size of the little thumb of sweet potatoes and the size of the nail cap of sweet potatoes should be picked back. In the most difficult times, many families didn’t pick up the food, which was caused by spring shortage. They had to rely on relief because of the shortage of food. However, my family had never cut off the food and also helped several needy families. Outsiders don’t know that there is a jar full of wheat stored in my shed, which is full of 30 Jin. I am not willing to eat, even if I am hungry, I am not willing to eat. Grandma said to prevent drought every year, and to prevent thieves every night. She also talked about the great drought in the third year of Guangxu (1877) many times, intending to warn the descendants to reserve some food for the year of great disaster. I often laugh at my grandma’s silly cleverness and leave the food aside. I prefer to eat bran, swallow chaff, eat wild vegetables and gnaw the bark. I almost didn’t starve to death. It was really stupid. Now I think about it, Grandma is not stupid. She thinks for us completely and takes long-term measures. Instead, she thinks she is ignorant. Now there is no old object in my family, and many things have been forgotten. Only that small oil tank has been left in my memory for a long time, forever, forever [Editor in charge: Dielianhua]] 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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‘S asked me these days at home how, my answer is: live very well. After, mother and I debate, said for live as live, I explained passive life too, and live is from the Heart Survive. Then she said that my answer was artificial. I said it was true. If I communicated with others, I would answer well and others would think that I am a general person. Record life is actually very simple, simple as a pen and a piece of paper, like, every time with family and farewell, you always have such a feeling: a childhood scene, the laughter of relatives appeared in front of me one after another, but there seemed to be something to cover it invisibly and drag them away from me. Therefore, I felt reluctant to give up. I would say, if people have no memory will not have feelings, which was not a good memory people feelings rich. A few days, W said let me help him write local novels, also not know don’t take it seriously, I did smoke time pen, only wrote about two thousands of words, can’t write, not because say; The, just feel not interested, since no interest, I wouldn’t write. Unlike many people think, Writing is selfish for me. I am write for myself. W asked me if no one read what I wrote, would I still insist on writing? I didn’t say a word, but I felt that my answer was a bit far-fetched. Since I only wrote for myself, why should I publish it? My explanation to myself is: you put your ideas shop on paper, have flies, will have bee, you add idea away, for a long time, will moldy. Home, first thing, is open refrigerator, you know why? There are many stories, you will find mother bought a lot of snacks to refrigerator full, and you might discover where air-to-air, only a few left bun, plates of soup, after read the what, you should understand. I got out of the car and quickly dragged luggage go the hospital, I know mother is acute, pushed open the door, mother is lying in bed, body restore well, Her pain of war camp, I’m tan hospital training, until her surgery, is sister secretly tell me. During that week, I traveled back and forth between home and hospital every day. In the hospital, every day contact with either doctor, either is patient, a, a nurse to mother finished bottle left, mother told me nurse good, does she mean to find a nurse to be a girlfriend? In fact, she that nurses good or beauty limited consciousness in shape. I know why most people will think nurse is beautiful, hand, due to their paid dedication, most importantly they in face patients when the performance of accustomed to, and calm, and here we are not calm, or panicked, meaning they calm conquered us. This with men masculine conquer female delicacy is one thing. The patient? Patient is painful, but patients is also true, their inner unreservedly exposed, they pray for health, eager to live, even most bile fibrillation of dialysis. But, patients if constantly pain struggle on will only in washed-state, which made me think of, I glimpse at a ten-year-old boy in injection, also in cry, This is not due to our educational issues, also could be due? Not mentioning education you avoid, also don’t just think of college entrance examination that closely with you, and you don’t close, you also want to thinking. Most of the time, when we say that children have problems, we blame our system. Family, society, school and three parties are tripod, and one of them is too short, you push it down. In hospital, also such a thing happened, father in nursed her mother, heard from next door room someone crying, but also die what, father walked over and asked what happened. The woman tells the story of her bitter, things like this, Woman family is honest, often taken in by next-door neighbors bully, land also is occupied, neighbor by their relationship, so bully their home more than ten years, not long ago, it to woman in-laws wounded, parents-in-law has seventy elderly. Father look to go nevertheless, promised to help their home for someone to handle this, woman said: We can spend it, how much money does not matter, but now is rich can’t spend, father will find friends help them home regulation okay it, but outcomes is not very perfect, but after all, it was handled well. After that, my father still kept thinking about it. My mother sometimes said that he liked to meddle in his own business. The fact was like this. But as for whether he was meddling, I think, not your own things can be called meddling, what do you think? Before my mother had an operation, I had a phone call with her. She said she was a little scared. I joked, “who has not been in the operating room for several times in his life? If you really observe the people around you, also is such. You lie on the bed, looking at the light on your head, dazzling. At this time, the anesthetic has been injected into your body quietly, and you will only feel a slight stabbing pain. People say that mother and son are connected, and I think it is true, inexplicably feel the pain in my heart, this feeling is not for a stranger, after all, I am a piece of meat fell from my mother, if you think like this, Clothes, shoes, necklaces, rings on my body, everything is given by my parents, including the brain I am using, what qualifications do you have to waste your time and energy on those useless trifles? Home is real. Mother hospitalization time, I almost cut off communication with the outside world, H and S are to come to see her, I told them not to, even tried by every possible means to don’t want them, did not know why, just want to secure in put and take care of the mother on it, H scold I won’t work, I’m cutting he scold, I but don’t want to meet my long separation these brother. At home these days, many students asked me out get together, some me to reply the, some I directly without reply, with guilt, I with some say the sorry. That state is under-performing, I don’t want them to see me that embarrassed state, like my beard since Tan Hospital out haven’t shaved, also just today just shaved, this kind of indifference and numbness to self-image is not what I want. What about what I want? Quiet. In fact, the most needed is quiet, noisy a summer to have gone through, What I need is growth, but growth and experience are not at the same time. Experience comes before and growth comes after. Growth takes time, and what I lack most now is time. If you loved ones around suddenly leave you, your expression is wept or calm? I am calm. In Tan Hospital, mother and I say my grandmother of disease had already reached an advanced stage, last home, grandma also can walk, this home, she has her death bed, later I learned that it was only a week before she passed away on the day I came home. You see people like this. Many things were later, but not now. This week, I often for grandma meal, talk to her, her hard, when, I sat on the bench looked at her, but see her painful expression, I really don’t know what to do, we people not strong, I slow down can’t her pain, before father often said, as long as the money, don’t expect children’s okay, now father also understand a truth, People young when great, old, and or to expect others, so, young when Don’t fantasy old how happy, in fact, old, as long as their children can often help we wash clothes, heart-to-heart talk with, care would suffice. Grandmother died a day after her painful roll in bed, lung abscess this terminal illness and are so, even so, Grandpa to to we call home, though, she did not agree. Don’t trouble children, they also busy, you know the meaning of the sentence? Her until death front awake all, grandma has seven daughters, she has no son, mother said she’s life, seven daughters already has two died. Old man life experienced too much, so, I would say, if you are older than me ten-year-old, I was not necessarily than you puerile, but you jobic I Junior Forty-year-old, I will certainly respect you. On the afternoon before grandma passed away, we stayed by her side all the time. At the time when we left home, she passed away. I believe people had a hunch, When I got home, I sat at the desk and stared at the computer in a daze. It seemed that I was just waiting for the bad news of grandma’s death. I didn’t know much. The bad news really came. I feel, in We left grandmother of that, she’s already left, followed us left, think of this, I not afraid, but feel very pleased. My mother said, most of the time the tears of relatives leaving were tears of regret. I think so, but I didn’t cry. My sister asked me, did I really not cry? I said in crematory way left one of your tear away. I made without disturbing mother said, I did grandson part of the bargain, grandmother died, I helped her clothes, a lot of people are scared of and that I got haven’t. When I was young, my grandmother still hugged me to sleep and gave me a fan. Now she is still lying there, lying there peacefully. She went to another world. She breathe before, own to that world, Not alone, and two daughters with her, I think also very pleased. Grandmother’s house have a dog, it does very intelligent, grandmother hospitalized time, it stayed front, never quitting grandmother died, it slept casket and others drive away, it will still sneak back, now the dog was our family adopted, over the other in a pet dog much better. When I left home, it sent me a lot, while the Meika which I often beat and scold was dull standing at the door motionlessly. In fact, I am wanted Meika to send me. The night before I came to Hefei, my mother sat beside me and said, “We are not around her. After I left, my family became deserted again, and she wanted to find something to do. At that moment, my tears were circling in my eyes. I felt that I was an incompetent son. She just lost her mother. At this time, I should be with her, comfort her. But I just wanted to leave her. I told A that I felt very uncomfortable, She told me to be more open. I replied: I what all can look very open, light, only family no. At this moment, my mother may have had dinner. She and her father stayed at home alone. Sometimes, I would tell myself secretly that when my parents get old, I will take them to live with me and accompany them until they leave. This idea, I keep reminding myself, I told myself, I am a not wild-card people, at this point, others said don’t do, I said, to do go down. Looking at my mother’s figure, I gradually left her. She smiled at me, and so did I. People say that separation is the main melody of life, so how about gathering together? Is it the last song after the main melody? That’s exactly the case. Every separation always accumulates the full joy of the next gathering. Yesterday in Lingbi, and X had some fastfood still have three hours of departure time, I only with X said I in Lingbi, She with me around the hui jie, I said I want to play a gambling machines, she just won’t let, I thought of L, telephoned him. I know that he really wants me to play with him, the days we spend together, eating, drinking and having fun, and different kinds of war friendship. He told me that L,Z and M were all there, so I went to M’s store to find her. I was also very happy to see that they had changed one by one, US to your hotel fired some of the dishes in store eating and drinking. L I was not there at that time. They asked me to stay here for one night in shuimuhua. I guess if I really stayed here, I would not be able to walk the next day. Afternoon, I still go, but in fact, I want to leave, I loathe to give up the small town, where every street My traveled footprints. Night, I in dormitory pack your luggage, went out to drink milk tea, I with them several called and they seven or eight people are eating, I think compared with my loneliness at this time, they must be more lonely than me. On the phone, They said they would propose a toast to me. I said I only had milk tea here. They drank and I drank milk tea. I can feel the bustle on their side. Now, I can see that I can only have a drink with that group of brothers in winter vacation. I don’t think I will call other brothers easily. Hang up the phone, I called W and asked where he was. He said he was in the billiard room, so I played with him. In the elevator, I looked in the mirror, and I was much older. But I don’t know when I began to become so haggard. What story will I encounter here? (I have never left home during this holiday, and my mood is not very good. Thank you for your comfort and encouragement. Thank you. I am at home and live a good 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. 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The love between us is as light as air/And I still can’t bear it/Let the past things keep piling up in my heart/If you don’t know how to cherish the missing, it will expire // The love between us is as heavy as air/the more I want to escape, the more addicted I am/the memory is too crowded for me to breathe/I can only embrace the air/pretend that it is you/never stay away Inscription I have never written a topic about my mother in the article, and I don’t know where to write the article because of the few contacts. I remember when I was a child, when I just left my mother, my neighbor asked me whether I wanted *** mom or not, and whether I hated *** mom or not. I thought that my mother abandoned us, which was a question that I avoided. Children’s Hearts don’t understand hate, but they are full of missing. At first, I fought with boys in my class when I was in school. I always thought that I would be bullied because I didn’t have a mother, so I put on a posture that if someone bullied me, I would bully others. Later, when I heard my classmates talking about my mother, I would envy him: it’s nice to have a mother! But I will say nothing about mother. The unanimous silence of people around me made me gradually forget my mother. Gradually growing up, I once thought that I was a ruthless cold-blooded animal and found that I would not be moved by those wailing or sensational scenes on TV. As for my mother, I thought that I had no feelings at the same time. I thought that I would not express my love without my mother’s care. Later I knew that it was not that I would not be moved, but that the story was not true enough. Now I can meet my mother occasionally, knowing that she loves us, but how can the emotional estrangement over the years be eliminated in a flash. Every time we meet, unconsciously, we often talk about the unhappiness of the past. She always says aggrieved that I know you hate me. At this time, I often keep silent, but the subtext in my heart is: I don’t hate any more, I don’t hate you anymore. On the contrary, I miss you very much. Although I seldom met each other, I found that my mother knew me very well. Needless to say, she knew why I couldn’t fall asleep at night. She called me and told me to insist on taking medicine even if I got sick soon, at that time, I started to escape from the idea of taking medicine, all of which made me feel that my mother, who looked hip hop on the outside, was very delicate in heart. When I grew up, I found myself becoming like a child. I would like to have the warmth of my mother. I would like to play coquetry in front of her. I was sleepy and tired. I would like to hide in her arms and do nothing! We often express our love for our families through practical actions, but it is hard to say that I love you personally. Such sensational words will make each other sigh! Tomorrow is Mother’s Day, sincerely say: Mom, happy holidays! Of course, not only on Mother’s Day, but also every day! 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…