Month: June 2018

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Zurmwlcyksf

Essays

[Editor’s note]: the short words have written my lonely feelings. I wish I could deepen the article. I was no longer in a trance. All the work was handled properly by me. All the germs were eliminated. The time became slow and the virus of my mind rose. At this time, what were you doing? Whether to wait as quietly as I do, dive into the drizzle of the night with the wind and beat the lonely rhythm; Whether to expect the meeting of the Willow tip on the moon as I do, and knock the keyboard of the journey: whether to make a picture of three people like me, dance clarify the shadow. The ticking of the clock renewed the contract from tomorrow to tomorrow, muddling away. The Night indulged the day and waited for the night. All the dark and bright white could not melt the blue of clouds. That piece of blue, the wind blowing through the veins, and my lingering shadow groomed in the long Silver River. Who knows whether I will be here tonight. Call, suction. The breath is like a gossamer, unable to moan and unable to diagnose and treat, which has already fallen into the solemn and stirring of lies. The first page of the medical record has the record of relapse, and the column of primary medical history shows blank. How many years later, will someone delete this page and only send a critical illness notice? Do you know? Don’t be distracted. All silence is just savings, and all tolerance is tolerance. Time became awkward. At three moments in the afternoon, the true feelings wandered in the mundane fireworks and Willow Lane, and danced on the edge of sleepwalking. In fact, why do you hang your teeth? Why do you understand clearly? It’s just that disappointment is just pain. Don’t empty the hypocrisy that I depend on, I still need your poems to carry forward. [Editor in charge: Man tree] go away! 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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Heaven

The alternate seasons of autumn and winter the familiar garden the familiar stone bench the unforgettable tears in my life the bitter cold of autumn and winter the cold of my heart seems like iron can’t seal the call of heaven from the wind Go, baby, I will give you the wedding clothes of heaven, and you will be happy. So I have the sweetness of that candy. Spring rain continuous Qingming season that corridor that pavilion looked at the rain I was crying like rain gentle rain confused tears whether the rain could understand my tears? The call of Heaven came from the step edge in the rain Go, baby, I give you the seed of your dream, it will sprout, so I have the beauty of breaking cocoons and turning butterflies. The winter with snowflakes flying is coming as promised, and the white leaves are gone. The flower of heaven is glittering and blooming, which makes my heart depressed and makes my eyes more invisible from the gentle coming of the Edelweiss in front of me. The call of the Kingdom Go, baby, I will give you the wings in the wind will take you fly so I have the beauty of the snow The alternation of cold and summer and the fall of autumn the bell of spring is still the drum is still pattering the spring rain announcing the dawn the heart is soft hear the call of heaven this time is silent Heaven Please! Do you want to take back the wedding dress? You can’t become his happiness because of its integration with me. Heaven Please! Are you going to take back that seed? You can’t irrigate it with my painstaking efforts. It has already flowed all of mine. Heaven Please! Are you going to take back those wings? You still can’t support it with my spirit just like my soul Heaven Please! Do you still want to take me back? You can’t bring the beauty of your heaven to the world because I am already your envoy in the world. My Heaven the heaven I used to yearn for can I stop listening to your call this time? I will answer the heaven with all my strength. Your call to me! I want to leave you on earth!!! [Editor in charge: Man Tree]] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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20

After work, I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and went home to cook; If I couldn’t catch up, I went out to eat together. Just like today, there is a light rain in the sky, he is holding an umbrella, and I can snuggle beside him, talking and laughing on the road, holding the road intimately, ordering food, eating quite plain but also comfortable. After dinner, he did his things and played his games, while I watched my Internet TV or wrote something. Sometimes make a cup of coffee, almond tea or pu’er tea. Then add some hot water to each other’s cups. Sometimes we chat, sometimes we give each other a silent hug behind the back. I like the quietness and beauty now. Last night, I wrote an article with more than 2,000 words on the web editor and clicked to publish it. The screen showed that the verification code was wrong. When I returned, everything turned into nothing in a flash. I was stuffy, it tears ah. With this experience, now that you have learned well, you ‘d better edit and save it in WORD honestly, and then paste and publish it. Otherwise, you can’t really hurt yourself. The recent work was not going well, and it happened one after another. Although I never escaped from the problem, I insisted on solving the problem on the same day. But sometimes the crux of the problem is not that simple. Different opinions, different ideas and different attitudes appear in work, which naturally leads to different ways of doing things. However, it is wrong that you cannot complain about each other, aiming at things rather than people, but if it only aims at things, we can only speak with results. Obviously, everyone is not satisfied with the present result. So recently, my passion has declined and my dissatisfaction has increased. When you find a problem but cannot solve it, you feel that you are really unable to do so. This company has a part of me, so I am absolutely don’t want to see him face the embarrassing situation step by step. But if you want to change the status quo only by the power of one person, it is a little pale. I can only choose to put everything aside and let it go to adjust as much as I can. I asked Patrick for advice yesterday. I said I wanted to sign a contract with an online author. He said he would do it if he liked it. Of course I support you. Besides, you are not living on it. As long as you do what you like and are good at, it is a kind of happiness. Yes, I was always teased by my friends that I was lazy and didn’t even want to get the money when I published articles but often forgot to get the payment. In fact, I didn’t think about publishing it when I was writing something, and I didn’t even think that there would be a contribution fee to get a beautiful thing after it was published, so I didn’t care about it all the time. Before doing something, if you had no idea and no intention at that time, you just did it because of your simple love, then you would feel very peaceful about the result later. If this kind of pure love can also be used in work and life, can I be more relaxed and meaningless? I think I am such a person 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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Song

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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Decade

It’s really funny to write to you, do you know? I ‘ve been thinking all day that there should be nothing I can’t tell you directly after I have known you for so long. But since you graduated, you have always found that you are different from before. At the beginning, I thought that when people grow up, the level of seeing things is different, so this feeling will come into being. Because I was still not that mature at that time. However, what has always made me insist that you have your own difficulties is that I have known you since the second year of junior high school. You have always known me very well. Of course, I have never been welcomed since then, but you have always been I am friend. In some cases, I feel that I am still a good friend. I really feel that I am lucky to know you, but you have not abandoned me in the turbid waves. Therefore, I paid so much attention to you until high school, hoping to continue that love. At the same time, I found that I did it, although I didn’t have to care about people directly, but I have been paying attention to you like this all the time, hoping that you will not be hurt and live better than me. However, at that time, I also met xxx and others, and sometimes I could spit out my heart. I didn’t realize that I was the only one who cared about me since I repeated my reading. So I took the liberty to call you often and spit bitter water. If you still have memory, you should know that it was the most difficult day in my life. But I don’t want you to share bitter water with me, do you know? I don’t want you to suffer, but I just hope you can make a thinner or dilute it with water. I feel very good. At that time, the power supply was several hours less and dozens of minutes shorter. Even about my father, I always told you. Of course, all of the above are just my own perspective to treat each other’s friendship, which does not mean that you have to imagine my life in this way. Maybe there is a spiritual supporter behind you who is the same as I imagine you, so I have never told me about your affairs and I don’t know much about you. But I am very willing to maintain this kind of communication with each other, because you are one of my only fellow countrymen who can maintain my relationship from childhood to Elder (another one is xxx). Therefore, I always cherish you more. However, as mentioned above, since then, your attitude towards me has been distorted a lot, just like the old black and white photos are so vague that people need to guess the scene of the characters, which is very sad. I know, maybe when I met you at the beginning of love, I would be intoxicated in some drunken romance and temporarily forget some past events that have important marks in others’ hearts because of you. Therefore, I dare not disturb you, and even spare no effort to wake you up. Of course, I am very happy that you finally live happily like this. Another, At such a time, I am bumping in my life urgently, and at the same time, I also brew bitter water which is more disgusting. I will not dilute it with you after all, so I have been closed to live a better life for you, and I can survive harder. But most of the time, I still can’t help sending you text messages. Most of them just ask for greetings and dare not go too far as before. You just started to greet the officialdom of life, which made me feel that you forgot more and I was more sad. I was also afraid that you would come to greet like an ordinary friend from now on. I also try many ways to remind you, but you always seem to avoid me, why? I can’t figure out what I did wrong. Of course, if all my deep feelings are just my own wishful thinking, after all, it is just like what I have mentioned above. In fact, your heart is not treated me like a friend like I imagined you, then this letter is not meaningful, and you don’t have to think about replying to me. It is just my own words from the bottom of my heart over the past few years. If friends are honest, there will be no embarrassment, so don’t worry about hurting me. For example, many people regard some stars as idol worship in their hearts, or even cry to a big poster in a lonely shadow, however, it is impossible for every star to respond to every fan affectionately, and even 99% of them have never met before. Therefore, you don’t have to be afraid of receiving such a letter, let alone that you are afraid that you will hurt me if you find such a deep secret like me. Until now, I finally plucked up the courage to write such words to tell you some difficulties, just like writing a long-hidden love letter. Let me tell you the fuse, that is, I called you back to my hometown that day. If you were still in college, you would be very happy and have constant electricity supply, but you have lost yesterday’s enthusiasm, what brought me was just the greeting attitude of ordinary friends. After all, I didn’t try to pester you as before, because I knew it was impossible for others to have the same idea as me, but I still couldn’t help telling you the above. In fact, you have played an important role in my life for many years, such as nuclear energy, which has always supported me to the university. In those days, thanks to you for your spiritual food, I wouldn’t starve to death in the wilderness, because I was too fragile at that time. Now I have gained a lot of training, and I will not be as easy to get hurt as before. Although my father has been immortal, I can still find some vent outside you. It’s just a voice beyond words. No one knows how to listen for me any more. If everything is not as sentimental as I imagined you to be, then you must bravely tell me what happened to make you so different, you must tell me! I will treat you like 10 years ago as long as I can contact you. This is the only article, forgive me! [Editor in charge: Man Tree]] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Be You

I always believe that it is fate and luck to get to know you, Great China, with a vast population of more than one billion people, and I unexpectedly got to know you, the best boy in the world. You have been admiring me all the time. In fact, only I know that I am a little woman who doesn’t grow up. Busy with work and taking care of the elderly and children, I will forget myself when I am busy. You will scold and complain. Oh, it turns out to be missed, and being criticized is also a kind of sweetness. The weather in the North is changeable, with groundless wind rising and unreasonable rain falling. In the days when wind and rain are coming, there will always be your gentle care and instructions. Therefore, wind and rain also became the decoration of the warm world. There are always frustrations and twists and turns in life. Being misunderstood, working pressure, and the experience of changing life will only cry in the endless dark night. You will accompany me day and night. You said, I am the descendant of King Tang, then I should go beyond the wind and rain of my soul. It’s really good to be thought of by you. The road ahead is still unknown, but I will face it with a smile, because behind me, there is your concern. [Responsible editor: 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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Angel

[Introduction]: on the picture: a playground with rockery, fountain and various amusement facilities. I thought he was drawing a children’s paradise in his dream, but take a closer look at the name marked above is actually the open space in front of building 7 and building 8 behind our farm office building! It is a prospect plan! As usual, there will always be a small acceptance check after the first art class. This time, I still let the children draw an imaginary picture with my dream as the topic. I know this is a less creative theme, but it is very popular among children. In the past, the dreams shown in children’s works were all the contents of eating, drinking, playing and enjoying which were closely related to them, such as: wearing the flower dress bought by my mother, getting a Transformers, having a birthday cake with the kids, the kids were quietly drawing, and the serious expression clearly told me that they would paint their most beautiful dreams with brushes and colors! I watched their paintings among the children while figuring out what they were thinking in their little heads. Suddenly, the unique idea of an eight-year-old girl attracted me. The skew and childish picture shows that a girl is driving a helicopter with two Popeye arms stretching out and holding a beautiful house, below are rolling mountains like basins. I asked curiously: eh! What do you mean by drawing? Can you tell the teacher? She cocked her little head and said seriously: My house is going to be demolished. What a pity that such a good house has been demolished! My dream is to move it to Sichuan by plane and let the children in the disaster area live in it. What a wonderful idea! I can’t tell you my mood at that time. The girl’s young heart carries not only cloth dolls and flower skirts, but also such a precious love! I stroked her braid and encouraged her to draw well. Leaving the girl, my eyes remained on the picture of a boy again: an amusement park with rockery, fountain and various amusement facilities. I thought he was painting the children’s paradise in his dream, but take a closer look at the name marked above is actually the open space in front of building 7 and building 8 behind our farm office building! It is a prospect plan! He told me: we are rebuilding here now, and I hope the back of the office building can become like this! My heart is more excited. Children nowadays are really not easy. Their little brains are no longer filled with lollipop they want to eat, flower skirt they want to wear, and electric toys they want to play. The changes of state affairs and hometowns that seem to have nothing to do with their luxury at ordinary times have been implanted into their hearts imperceptibly. They have learned to love their hometowns and care for others, and they have learned to keep pace with the times! This imaginary painting of children’s works makes people feel refreshed and excited. Some paintings offer love to children in disaster areas, some paintings show changes in hometown, others drew a pair of angel wings to help the old man cross the road. I looked at the lovely children and felt that they were obviously Angels one by one, with angel-like glittering love! I posted the children’s works and held an exhibition. The name of the exhibition was Angel’s dream! [Editor in charge: Man Tree] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Can’t find

[Editor’s note] Prose online is the harbor of our hearts! Our post station for writing! We have gone through the road we should take, and we are heading for the future together! On the joyous day of the first anniversary of prose online, let our editors present our heartfelt wishes. At the same time, we also hope that friends who love prose online can also express their feelings and feelings about prose online, and the love given! We wish: next year, the year after tomorrow, and for several years, we will still hold hands hand in hand, side by side, and spend year after year in prose online. [Easy to get along with recommended appreciation]] On September 16th, I came home after class. After dinner, I turned on the prose online on the computer as usual, but when I opened the online website as usual, but there is a strange feeling. This feeling is like entering the house and finding that although the furniture is familiar, it is not in the original position. Is it the online revision of prose? Let me take a closer look at the members who have recently logged in, and they are all unfamiliar faces. The familiar faces in the past are gone one by one! So I sighed in my heart: I was not at home for only one day, and so many new members came to my family at once. It seemed that I was a newcomer! In desperation, I wanted to open my bedroom door to enter my own space, but found that no matter how I entered the password, I couldn’t open the password lock and couldn’t enter my space. Finished! It must be because I didn’t pay the rent recently (didn’t send an article) and was kicked out! Shame and regret hit My Heart at the same time. I leaned against the wall in desperation, looking around this home reluctantly, but surprisingly found that it was not my home at all but the home of my neighbor (China Literature Network)! I was not driven out of the house! I have home! I want to go back to my own home! I quickly closed the door and came out, but I turned around and was dumbfounded: Yes! This is my own home! Therefore, I took out the key carefully again and opened the door to go in. It was still the strange home before. I don’t believe in my eyes, so many times, I have never been able to enter my home. What’s going on? Prose moved online? Have you exchanged space with Chinese literature websites? Can’t! No one said hello first! Besides, it is only one day, how can we move so fast? I searched for messages everywhere and wanted to find the information about the new home of prose online, but I couldn’t find it at all. All of a sudden, I felt a kind of loss, helplessness and panic that I had never found a home before. I hurriedly opened the online QQ group consultation of prose, and then I learned from the webmaster man tree who still stuck to the Post that there was only a problem when the website server was converted, and it would be fine after a while. Thank God! I will be back to my home soon! It was the feeling that I couldn’t find a home that made me realize strongly that I didn’t know when I had taken prose online as my own home and spiritual home. In fact, in retrospect, my relationship with prose online was very accidental. One day in May this year, when I was idle and bored, I accidentally entered the NetEase Women’s Forum and saw many people boasting and missing how good their mother was to themselves, on the other hand, I complained that my mother-in-law didn’t regard herself as a daughter, so I abused or even cursed her, and it was Mother’s Day, so I felt it, I wrote “My mother-in-law, my mother” and sent it to the forum. This is my first post, I don’t want to get a lot of praise. Encouraged, I wanted to send it to the formal literature website. I entered the prose website in Baidu, so I found the prose online and other literature websites. After a rough comparison of several similar websites, I was attracted by the grassroots and originality of prose online, and I also saw the announcement about the essay collection on Mother’s Day and Dragon Boat Festival in the station, so I registered and logged in overnight and posted the article “My mother-in-law and my mother”. I didn’t want to find that my article suddenly appeared in the recommended article area after opening the website the next day, I was greatly encouraged by this, and then I wrote a short essay named “transposition thinking, stay away from troubles”, which was recommended by the editor, this once again stimulated my enthusiasm for writing, so I published several essays in a row. However, before long, prose was revised online, and my original account could not be logged in. I felt very disappointed in my heart. I was once too troublesome and hesitated whether to enter this home again. But in the end, I still couldn’t stand the temptation to re-register as an online member and re-submit the previous articles one by one. I didn’t expect that the revised prose would be reviewed faster online, and it was equipped with beautiful pictures and beautiful music, which made me feel more and more that prose online has become our comfortable and warm home, since then, I have been more diligent in writing. After the launch of the Father’s Day essay activity on the website, I responded more positively and wrote two articles, my carpenter father and Mr. Dad, however, these two articles were unexpectedly shortlisted for the essay work later, which made me feel more happy. However, what surprised me more was that I unexpectedly became one of the recommended authors, but I felt deeply uneasy and ashamed about it: Let alone that the quality of my articles is far from that of Dielianhua, gifted scholar articles and so on. Just speaking of the number of articles, I cannot meet the requirements (less than 10 articles were recommended, later, I rushed a few more articles, only to reach half of the required ones). How can we make up for the editor’s love and expectation? Therefore, no matter how busy I am or how tired I am after work, I will go back to this home as long as I have some spare time. It seems that as long as you read the exquisite articles on prose online, this day can begin in a relaxed and comfortable way; It also seems that only by reading the exquisite articles on prose online can this day be spent perfectly. Therefore, under normal circumstances, the first thing I do after starting up and the last thing I do before turning off are to open the internet to see new news from newcomers. Sometimes I clicked on the articles that I was interested in before I could log in to enjoy them. I didn’t find myself as a tourist until I wrote comments, so I quickly added my name to the comments to show my respect for the author. Although I am not a commentator, as long as I have enough time, I will try my best to leave a wild goose and leave a name. In order to write comments well, sometimes I spend more time on writing comments than reading articles, hoping to train my writing ability by carefully exercising my wording to make comments as accurate as possible; sometimes, I exercise my appreciation ability by repeatedly learning and appreciating others’ articles and summarizing their characteristics in terms of content or writing. However, due to the increasing popularity of online, more and more members have entered online, and the number of articles published online every day has also soared (now there are more than 8000 articles in total, which shows the hard work of editors, commentators and administrators), therefore, it is inevitable that we cannot appreciate and comment all the beautiful articles. Therefore, I hope that all literary friends can see it and give rewards while giving comments, so that the home we live in will not be deserted due to the lack of reclamation and sowing, and the lack of irrigation and fertilization. Recently, it was found that the online works written by prose authors suddenly became more and more. At the beginning, it was unknown, and later it was known that it was because of the anniversary of the online establishment of prose. I didn’t write a composition as early as possible because I had been attached to online for less than half a year and didn’t know the history of online. Fortunately, it was not too late. When I came home last night, I saw the easy-to-get-along arm shouting, how could I fall behind again, so I didn’t care about the tiredness (I went out at six in the morning, had a whole day’s class, and, till the early morning of this morning, I recorded every bit of my co-growth with prose online over the past six months. On the one hand, I shared with all the literary friends online, and on the other hand, I made a memorial to the founding anniversary of prose online. [Responsible editor: easy to get along with]] 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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Afternoon

[Introduction]: the sun at three o’clock in the afternoon is no longer the Rising Sun, full of morning glow and golden sun; The sun at three o’clock in the afternoon is no longer the hot sun, dazzling light and burning sun; The sun at three o’clock in the afternoon, after experiencing the baptism of the Rising Sun and the scorching sun, it began to become bright and bright with warm and warm sunshine. When I wrote down the title, I couldn’t help laughing out. Haha! A woman at 3 pm, what kind of woman is it? My husband asked me: did you write your article “women at three o’clock in the afternoon? After watching the Korean drama “watch and watch” a few years ago, Mr. Zhou even kept remembering the novel “Woman at three o’clock” written by Jin Zhu. Whenever he mentioned it, he always looked gloated, even laughed at me as a woman at 3 pm. A woman at 3 pm, what kind of woman is it? Of course, I won’t guess the description of Jin Zhu’s novel foolishly. Chairman Mao said: you young people are vigorous, like the sun at eight or nine o’clock. I think, by analogy, a woman at three o’clock in the afternoon is not the sun at three o’clock in the afternoon, that is, a woman between thirty and forty years old. Women of this age are exactly the most moist, beautiful and brilliant women in their life! The Sun at three o’clock in the afternoon is no longer the Rising Sun, full of morning glow and golden sun; The sun at three o’clock in the afternoon is no longer the hot sun, dazzling light and burning sun; The sun at three o’clock in the afternoon, after experiencing the baptism of the Rising Sun and the scorching sun, it began to become bright and bright with warm and warm sunshine. The woman at three o’clock was no longer the charming girl of her parents, the lovely sister next door, and the shy and reserved little girl chasing stars and dreams. At three o’clock in the afternoon, the woman did not have the innocence, romance and ignorance of the little girl, nor the depression, anxiety and restlessness of climacteric women. At three o’clock in the afternoon, the woman experienced two important stages of a woman’s felony: marriage and childbirth; Having everything a woman has; Work, family, husband and children. At three o’clock in the afternoon, the woman was round and smooth, with rich breasts and big hips, and her whole body spread out the charm of mature women. The woman at three o’clock in the afternoon is smart and wise, warm and cheerful, and is full of the elegant demeanour of intellectual women. At three o’clock in the afternoon, the woman, experiencing wind and frost, has seen the world and has been cultivated as a charming goddess in the workplace. What are women doing at 3 pm? At three o’clock in the afternoon, women were busy. Some were working in office buildings, and some were sweating in factories. They remembered to shake the Bell in their hands, and those selling vegetables were ready to go out. In the morning, those selling powder had already cleaned pots and pans. Shoes, teachers, doctors …… do what you should do. You see, the woman who wanted to see the woman wearing an apron and holding a pot of pickled sausage hurriedly rushed to the place where the mouth was already occupied, pulling up a string of sausages and airing them on the bamboo pole, I am also busy! At three o’clock in the afternoon, women were at leisure: chatting on the stone bench, strolling with dogs, dancing and exercising in the square after dinner, playing badminton in the yard, gathered into a pile of discussions about lottery tickets. You see, doesn’t it make people feel the cultural atmosphere? The woman at 3 pm is as colorful and charming as the picture. [Editor in charge: Man Tree] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Cloud

[Introduction]: I was totally immersed in a prose that did not belong to me, recalling those eyes which were once full of deep feelings. With these words, my thoughts drifted into the corner that I hadn’t touched for a long time. I thought of Yun and the painting described with her: the flute was gentle, the rhyme was melodious, and the gurgling stream was flowing, cobblestone collection, pouring with joy, gorgeous moonlight, gentle night breeze, wandering with her. You are a graceful nocturne, and I am just a low side play; You are a bright and lively stream, and I am just a cobblestone with heart on the shore; you are the silver moonlight cast in the sky in the dark night, and I am just a grass covered with wind and sand in the green land. OK, please allow me to love you quietly, that’s enough. Let this less and less sincere secular world still drift with such a moving legend: the beautiful figure passes through the halo of happy love, a pair of affectionate eyes, far away, follow her silently. Please allow me to love you quietly in this life, OK? I was totally immersed in a prose that did not belong to me, recalling those eyes which were once full of deep feelings. With these words, my thoughts drifted into the corner that I hadn’t touched for a long time. I thought of Yun and the painting described with her: the flute was gentle, the rhyme was melodious, and the gurgling stream was flowing, cobblestone collection, pouring with joy, gorgeous moonlight, gentle night breeze, wandering with her. It is not a simple sigh of emotion, but the beauty I have passed through has caused waves in my heart. The appearance of Yun is no longer clear, just like a cloud passing, what reflected in my heart was just the elegant outline. Different from the prose, I told her that I fell in love with her. She said she was very happy to pass through my heart and leave footprints, but she couldn’t stop. As I said, she was just a cloud that would eventually float across my sky. Suddenly, a ringing of the phone interrupted my mind. It was Ling who asked me why I had not arrived at the night market with her, I told her that she was working overtime without any unnecessary explanation. She finally said that you were busy, and then hung up the phone. At this time, I suddenly felt that the office was surprisingly quiet. Only the computer was humming there. The pale light made me feel uncomfortable and somewhat inexplicably depressed, I had to get up and make myself a cup of tea, trying to make some noise to make myself feel more natural. I turned off the light by hand, and then I sat down and drank a mouthful of tea before my heart calmed down, he rubbed his swollen eyes and rechecked the file transfer progress. Half of the file was left. He watched the hard disk lying alone under the computer screen, reflecting a little light, its tireless work made me feel a little tired. The prose was still in the middle of the screen and I read it again. Maybe it was because my mood was different, I just closed my eyes and recalled Yun’s appearance unconsciously, but the face in my mind was no longer clear, and the picture deep in my memory began to get farther and farther away from me. I knew that I began to feel guilty for Ling. I don’t know how my thoughts get entangled in this. Maybe the memory of those years did not fade away, shrinking in a corner and silent, and this prose just became a blindly cited medicine and took out my memory, The picturesque scene obviously experienced the erosion of time and was no longer strong. However, the beauty of old years was still so memorable, but only limited to aftertaste. Clouds, just drift over. Files are still being transmitted, and life will continue. [Editor in charge: Man tree] 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…