Month: November 2018

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Hurt

You are so determined to leave without a trace of attachment. I know that the relationship between us has been painted with a termination. Looking at You moving away from your back, my heart fell into the ice Valley. Although it was sunny in the sky, I was confused when I saw the scenery around. Eight years of love finally failed to retain your heart. It is said that marriage cannot escape the seven-year itch. I thought I was lucky to get through this love spell, but I didn’t realize that I could not escape this disaster either. Our feelings have been fermented and changed in that itchy year, but I still don’t know what we are in. When I found it was wrong, it was too late. Your heart had already left, and I would never call back your drifting love. The middle-aged man was lying in the desk and writing a book with his face full of Haggard and his eyes full of sadness. He vaguely saw tears in his eyes, and his hand holding the pen trembled slightly because of excitement. The tip of the pen continued to flow like clouds, code a long string of block characters, but it is different from the past. Today’s font looks pale and scrawled, without the past’s elegance and integrity …… my heart certainly hopes that you will not leave, but you won’t listen any more. I have no right to stop you from leaving. My heart is very painful at this moment, just like my finger was hit by a heavy hammer. It was painful and numb, and I couldn’t tell the uncomfortable feeling, as if I was going to lose consciousness. Although I still love you so much, knowing that your heart is no longer for me, why should I bother you? Strong twist melon is not sweet, I can only let go, let you pursue the happiness you think. The tip of the pen cut the thick paper several times, and the paper gave out the unbearable rustling sound …… my sentiment is not noble. To be honest, although I don’t hate you, I won’t bless you either, at least it is now. If you say something against your will, I can’t do it. You should know. In the future, take care of yourself. Write down such a paragraph and draw the last full stop. He closed his eyes painfully, put his head on the desk with both hands, and his shoulders shook irregularly because of sobbing. After two drops of tears circled in his eyes for countless times, he couldn’t help running out quietly and sliding across his cheek, dropping on the notebook whose handwriting had not been dried thoroughly, with four words of self-care, wet by tears, a circle of ink Halo slowly spreads out. Men do not shed tears lightly, rather than shed tears. The chapter between the lines showed his helplessness and heartbreaking. It shows his fondness for this relationship. Focus on the first line of the diary: Date: 2009/1/3 Weather: Sunny mood: sad color: black. 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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Life

I don’t know when I started to like such a short sentence. If life is just like the first sight, read it gently, flowing between lips and teeth, fragrant and fragrant. Life is a sudden time in the sky. Month wanes. People naturally have joys and sorrows. Life is like an inexplicable dream. Like smoke, like neon, like illusion, like sleep. As if waking up, everything was like a dream. A clear dream, pure heart and few desires. Like GeSHi. I still remember when I first met you. You, slender, stand in front of the window of the English cram school. You are wearing a shirt as white as snow, with broken bangs touching your forehead and gloomy eyes. I looked at you, smiled lightly and said nothing. I like this type of man, just like it. We are all strangers, sitting in the classroom doing our own things. Nothing. Teacher came. Listening to classes, taking notes and doing homework are all related to English. Finally, the class was over. I hurried downstairs, and my boyfriend was riding a bicycle, waiting for me. He is also a slender man with bright eyes and white teeth. Sun-like smile. I walked over and sat behind the car, hugging his waist coquettish. The smile of thieves. I still remember when I first met him, I couldn’t forget it. We, if life is just like the first sight. He drove me on the road [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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My

When you grow up, please don’t say that you live a good life without patience, and don’t say that you are not old enough. You can’t help sitting down and looking at the people around you quietly. Our door is also running around like you. It is impossible for everyone to have money just after he was born, but only to exchange it with his own efforts. Money is not enough, and it is absolutely impossible without money. We can’t live without money. Rich people are different from those without money. Rich people can live in villas, drive famous brand cars and wear famous brand clothes. However, people who have no money can only eat cabbage, steamed buns and wear shabby clothes. But do you believe it? He will become a millionaire one day. You can do things well seriously, and your heart can do things perfectly. Everyone is valuable, do what you like, and do better than in advance to realize self-use value. Ma Jiajue, a college student, had to spend the rest of his life in prison because of the tragic fate of his life caused by the momentary impulse. To put it bluntly, living is a waste of land, and dying is a waste of air. Because he didn’t exchange for something useful through his own efforts. Our biggest goal is to be a teacher after graduation, while learning and training in school will unconsciously improve ourselves, which determines to do one thing well, and we must do it well, don’t complain about life all day long. Life doesn’t know who you are. Magnanimity can tolerate things that are difficult to tolerate, big mouth and long smile, laugh at ridiculous people in the world. Finally, I would like to send you a word that money is important, but if you lose your lover, relatives and friends. With real life, then money is meaningless. Hands are not used to hit people, but to hug the people you love. Feet are not only used to raise people, but also used to move towards the ideal goal. [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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ou du

[Introduction] I returned to the boat late and strayed into the deep lotus root flowers. Next, I used the word xingdu to highly summarize the happy activities of the whole day, and left all the details to the readers to imagine. Always Bear Creek Pavilion sunset, drunk know return. I went back to the boat late and strayed into the deep lotus root flowers. Fight to cross, fight to cross, and start a pool of gull Heron. Always Bear Creek Pavilion sunset, drunk know return. The word Chang Ji is used at the beginning of the word, which not only indicates that the work is a work recalling the past, but also indicates that the recalling content has been deeply printed in the mind of the poet. At dusk, Xiting not only points out the location (the pavilion beside the stream) and time (the evening of a day), but also leaves us infinite imagination space: What a beautiful moment! What a sunset! No wonder Li Qingzhao said that she was already intoxicated and didn’t know how to return. The lyricist spent a happy day in the fine Pavilion near the clear stream. At dusk, she should have gone home, but she was intoxicated and didn’t know her way back. We know that in ancient times, many literati liked drinking. Li Bai is called the wine fairy! When drinking, poetry flourishes. Wine helps poetry prosper. Poetry comes from wine, so there is a saying that Li Bai has hundreds of wine-fighting poems. Although Li Qingzhao is a woman, she also likes drinking and gets drunk often. However, the word “intoxicated” here cannot be understood by sticking to the literal meaning, but we should see that, it reflects the delicate mood of young girls and contains a kind of pure physical beauty. What’s more, what really made the poet intoxicated was not only the mellow wine, but also the natural beauty like the River Pavilion and sunset. Xing way later gui zhou, strayed into ou hua shen chu. Next, I used the word xingdu to highly summarize the happy activities of the whole day, and left all the details to the readers to imagine. Xingdui should be an allusion of returning with xingdui: Wang Huizhi of Jin dynasty was the son of Wang Xizhi, a great calligrapher. On a snowy night, he set out from his home in the shade of the mountain and sailed in the stream, in order to get excited suddenly, he was going to visit a friend Diane. When he arrived at the door of Dai’s house, he ordered to return to the boat without going in. Someone asked him why he was like this. He said, “come here with pleasure, and return with joy. Why should I see andao? But in my opinion, it seems that it is not impossible to understand happiness as happiness: You see, although the lyricist has spent a happy day, the setting sun is infinitely good, with beautiful scenery and wine accompanying him, for Li Qingzhao who loves nature and is extremely addicted to alcohol, how can he enjoy it? However, near dusk, even Li Qingzhao, who had a relatively loose living environment, had to return. Wasn’t it because he was not happy? The lyricist was fascinated by the beautiful scenery in front of him and couldn’t bear to leave. He walked and watched like this, looking back step by step, and he was already intoxicated and didn’t know how to return, Of course, it will go into the depth of lotus root. The plot development in the word is very natural. On the clear water surface, it is covered with dense large lotus leaves and countless pink or white lotus flowers, surrounded by green leaves, facing the gust of night wind, it quietly bloomed. A drifting boat carrying an elegant girl lost her way home in the dark green fragrance deep in the Lotus. Fight for crossing, and start a pool of gull Heron. At the end of the word, two struggles were repeatedly used, which meant to draw hard and draw hard, vividly reappearing the anxious mood and urgent tone of the girl’s lyricist at that time. The ending sentence is to start a pool of gull Heron. A word of surprise was really ingenious: You see, the noisy voice during the struggle made the dwelling gull Heron fly into the sky, which was a surprise; the dwelling gull Heron was hidden in the depth of lotus root flowers. The lyricist did not find it. At this moment, he suddenly shouted loudly and flew away from him. How could the young lyricist not be frightened? This was a second surprise, seeing a group of gull herons break through the night and fly into the blue sky, what a spectacular scene! If you go into the deep lotus root flowers, you can see the wonders of nature. With such unexpected gains, the lyricist of course was extremely surprised! This is three surprises. At this point, the work came to an abrupt end, leaving readers a broad imagination space: Faced with this unexpected harvest, will the lyricist stay in the boat and leave after enjoying the evening scenery of Xiting? Will the poet have any other unexpected gains? The lyricist was intoxicated and didn’t know how to return, and went into the depth of lotus root flowers. How did she go home? The lyricist was drunk. She was intoxicated with the mellow wine, the pleasant beauty, the beautiful accident and the beautiful life. Therefore, she often remembers this matter. The scenery is still so vivid and the modality is still so vivid, which leaves a more unforgettable impression on countless readers of later generations. I am also drunk. In fact, I am indeed drunk. Every time I read Li Qingzhao’s poems, I was sighed by her subtle words! Why don’t I have such delicate strokes in our 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. 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Distance

[Introduction] fall into the distance and want to see more scenery. Look at the scenery through time and space. When you see the scenery, what kind of yearning is left behind-I am not me, and you are not you. As soon as we entered the early winter, there was still the rain left in late autumn. It was like rushing to the streets. One after another, the temperature became lower with the gradual rain. Because of the collision at noon yesterday, my fingers were swollen and painful. No frustration, no chagrin, and a clear mood. In fact, pain is not necessarily a bad thing. As if, there are some time, let the past years of thoughts, salvage some old Sesame, or sad or happy, or worried or suffering, no matter what the result is, we have experienced, the root of life is getting deeper and deeper. Second, every scenery exists alone, just like everyone. Then everyone’s way of self is like parallel lines, shuttling between the world and never crossing. How many unexpected things are there, and what answers do they mean? These are unclear. Maybe there is only a kind of Sansheng stone, and there is a voice calling there, only passing deep and shallow by the ear of the destined person. Third, I like to enter my own garden in the dead of night. Wearing soft and warm pajamas, accompanied by an orange desk lamp, it was quiet, peaceful and graceful, with a little woman-like shallow smile. Let some good times worth recalling flow out from the fingers, let sad, grateful, delighted, lightly reflect some illusions, such as Penglai Pavilion, which makes people mistakenly think that they can touch and walk in. In fact, far and near are the same in essence. Those tangled complex, missed and missed, will feel painful as long as they think of it. Love or not is fate or robbery. It doesn’t matter. What matters is the depth of falling and the degree of pain. Everything will eventually return to dust. Fourth, some things can only be achieved through a lifetime, but more often, they leave regrets. Just like a city, some people are always there, but they can’t reach it. They can only look at each other helplessly, letting time fall from their fingers, in the fog, it is the unspeakable missing and concern in my heart. Fifth, for a period of time, I seldom contacted with the outside world, and the range of activities was so small that I could reach out and touch my heart. Lonely. Rejected. Contradiction. Hesitate. My Reflections. Put down. Picked up. There are thousands of ways to heal wounds, mine, no one can guess. No matter I am happy or sad, I only pay for myself. Everyone is like this. Just like the person in the world of mortals walking in the sunshine, a smiling face appearing in front of you, can you guess whether he is really happy? Perhaps, living a pure life of soul should be the most suitable for oneself. Six within a short period of half a month, The Willows on the moat river shed their hair, leaving only bare empty sleeves, flying in the cold wind. Maybe the flying can welcome the blooming peach blossom, the blooming cherry blossom and the growing grass. But I can’t see anything. I don’t know whether you are walking in tirob market in karca or walking through the path of the garden in the city. Haizi said: There is nothing in the distance except the distance. But there is another sentence: all the scenery is far away. I am fascinated by the distance and want to see more scenery. Look at the scenery through time and space. When you see the scenery, what kind of yearning is left behind-I am not me, and you are not you. Seven girls across the door got married, with festive firecrackers. Looking at the newcomers wearing Chinese-style red satin robe, wish you well! Turning back, the dust-separated and screen-separated people make people think deeply. In my memory, there was a woman from the south of the Yangtze River who still held her lute and sang some ancient poems: One night the Green Lotus was cut through with Frost, making it impossible for him to fall in the autumn rain without Pearl and blue clouds, yellow leaves on the ground, and, wave on Han yancui falling clouds and solitary greedy fly together, autumn sky color. Nostalgia is warm, moist, sad and painful. There are some missing for those who come and go. Although there is still a fragrance of laughter in your mouth, there are some things in your heart. Some people never leave. There is nothing to be sad, it is enough to stay in the heart. How wonderful it is to keep the dream unbeaten and filled with fragrance! 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. 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That a

As the saying goes: people go up and water flows down. I haven’t figured out yet. I am is going up or down? I always feel that I am floating around like the wind. It can be counted wherever it is, and it is like the light rain on rainy days. As long as it falls down, wherever it flows, it will be its destination. In the afternoon, sitting in the dormitory was so boring that I couldn’t help reading a book aimlessly in my left hand and holding a cup of herbal tea that I didn’t know how many times I made. In fact, the weather was not hot, it even rained heavily. After drinking several cups of tea, the book in hand was still standing still. I suddenly felt that it was very time to go to the library in such weather. With the rain, I strolled on the cement road from the dormitory to the library with an umbrella. The umbrella fell down drop by drop along the umbrella, because the water on the ground was not so deep, so they didn’t show up much. When we were young, we always liked to pick up the stones on the ground and throw them into the pond from a distance. Looking at the water waves layer by layer, we always clapped our hands happily. He said stubbornly that he had more ripples than anyone else. Now that I have grown up, what kind of childish expression has passed away for a long time. Some people say it is because of the growth of age, others say it is because of the pressure of life, whether it is because of maturity that it is not childish, or because innocence is unnecessary, it is no longer suitable for us, a college student who is about to face the society. I think this is the question of chicken and egg, and there will never be an answer. Looking at the continuous beating of the light rain which seemed to be defiance and venting the long backlog of dullness, I suddenly felt like a body made of water and a flesh and blood made of tears, no matter how hard they try to express their dissatisfaction, they will always end their short moments at the moment they fall to the ground. Moths can even put out fire, which is glorious for a while; Phoenix can also learn to Nirvana and survive. It? At that moment, nothing could be left. I even felt a little sympathetic to them, because they had nowhere to live, nowhere to live, or because they were full of the same thoughts as me at this moment. Maybe it’s the former, maybe it’s the latter, or both are, I can’t understand either. Listening to Xu song’s melancholy but elegant song, I don’t know how many confused teenagers have been infected. When did the journey that was not too far become so shaking for life. I have seen many stories about rainy days, either romantic or sad. What kind of mentality do I have at this moment? I really don’t understand. But when I stepped into the library, I suddenly understood that the moaning of patients was the most suitable description. It is hard for people to imagine that the outside world is gloomy, and each is busy with his own. Sometimes at a loss, sometimes smile, sometimes relaxed, sometimes nervous. That rich facial expression made me want to smile, and my mood became clear immediately. Human beings are really a kind of temperament animal, which is easily influenced by external environmental factors. Maybe it is because of the mood from time to time that life is so wonderful and life becomes mysterious. 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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Up a

The night is as cool as water, and the drips of the past seem clearer in such a dark night. The helpless fleeting time, the faces of many old people, and the fervent passion of many old people. In this quiet night, I stared at the man in the mirror. Was that me? It is a pity that the years have rusted the childishness and childlike taste of the past. The night like water cooled my mind on the tip of my pen. At dusk once, walking through the bustling street, watching the pedestrians coming and going on the street, the busy downtown, and the steady pace stepping on the solid Road, watch the busy figure shuttling through the curtain of the city. The incense on the street has been green for many midsummer, but now there is only yellow elegance. I, a passer-by in this city, strolled on the crowded streets, full of melancholy. Passing through the noisy crowd, turning around the bustling alley and stepping into a park, it was so quiet that there were only fallen leaves on the ground rolling mischievously under the gentle touch of the breeze. In the morning, it was bustling here. There were children chasing and playing, and old people dancing and singing. At such dusk, I became the only audience in the park. Stepping on the soft grass, it made a sound of piripil. The grass was old and haggard. I lay on the bench peacefully, counting the clouds swimming through the sky, just like counting the fleeting years that receded from life. Close your eyes and enjoy the tranquil atmosphere brought by everything in the park. It is like stepping into a gorgeous palace in an instant, walking freely out of a curtain of elegance and letting your mind wander freely. The night like water was filled with the pain of the passing years, and the years peeled off the hot youth on the wall of my heart. Under the lamp, I held a thin pen and came back to my heart. However, the brilliance between the paper will one day become the ink tombs in life with the passing of light at any time. Helpless flowers fell away, and the years changed in the daytime far away my youth and humble the lofty sentiments and ambitions of the past. I was speechless and did not dare to look at the person in the mirror. I was afraid that I could not help feeling sad again. Night, hazy fleeting time, mottled mood, revealing the desolation like water. I hung it on the bed and waited for the dawn of tomorrow. But when my youth went far away, I was afraid that I was the only one who read lonely. 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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By love

Stone and I am old iron, although there is no contact with him, but the love is in the bottom of each other’s heart. I knew Stone in junior high school. In fact, he was the training object of the head teacher at that time, while I was just an ordinary child. In the eyes of teachers, I was just a representative figure who didn’t want to make progress. Stone is a bit introverted, but I know that he is very ambitious. He always thinks things for a long time, so when something happens, I always ask him to come up with ideas, and he always makes me get satisfied results. I heard that he is going to fall in love these days. The object is Zhou Zhou, his high school female classmate. I am knew that at that time, he and his classmates all thought that they must be a couple. They were very happy for him, because Zhou Zhou Zhou was indeed a good woman with good family education, the height of one meter and seventy eight meters is just that figure. No one is interested in it. I remember that the stone was confessed to Zhou Zhou when I was just in senior high school. Later, there were not many people who knew the situation. Because I transferred to senior high school, I had less and less contact with them since then. I mentioned him to another friend when chatting a few days ago. It was said that Zhou Zhou and he were in a mess. I’m afraid they were going to break up. When I heard this news, I was a little surprised, but when I turned around, this could be regarded as a normal thing. Couples who share the same bed also have divorces, not to mention their small fights. In addition to thinking, I felt quite regretful for them. After all, he was really suitable for both of them. It was a good story since ancient times that men were talented and beautiful. But I knew that Stone wouldn’t be hit because of this, because he once said that he couldn’t be a lover. I didn’t even make friends with him and didn’t get entangled with each other. I admire him the most. It’s not that he doesn’t cherish feelings. I believe he tried hard to retrieve them, but there is no room. I am just an outsider. Of course, I won’t ask them to be the lobbyist. I just sigh for them. Taking advantage of this boring story, what I want to tell is the current campus love. College students, let alone, can be found everywhere in high school. Puppy love is a green apple. Children had better not be tempted to bite him. I dare say that there are not many boys like stones. Don’t wait for the curiosity of adolescence to show the tragedy caused by the love between boys and girls in XXX school on the newspaper that day. I hope schools, parents and the society will attach importance to this matter. 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]: hundreds of years of waiting appeared in our era, and hundreds of years of miracles surprised us. The article can write the hug between the sun and the moon sisters with a pen, and the conception is relatively clever, which expresses the author’s true feelings to nature. Embrace at that moment on July 22th, 2009, the disciples of Kuafu who watched the total solar eclipse I am had to walk with the sun every day since they were born. I eagerly looked up at my two daughters of light: the moon and the sun. I know that the distance between these sisters flowers and us is extremely far away, and every step I take is very small. But we will not stop. Since my ancestors gave me black eyes, I am destined to pursue light all my life. My neck is sore and my legs are sleepy. But I can’t stop. I know that my mission is sacred. So. As you can see, I am always running tenaciously and looking up devoutly. The hot one is the sun, and the soft one is the moon. These sisters are walking along their own tracks, with the sun rising and the moon falling, and the moon falling and the sun rising. They missed each other, but they couldn’t meet each other. They are loyal to their respective duties and look at every living creature in the universe lovingly. Miss, just press in your heart. A kind of beautiful and persistent emotion, there will always be a day that touches God, so there will be Today’s convergence, and miracles will be born in the world. At this moment, a pair of sisters who loved each other hugged tightly. After a long separation, the meeting at this moment was extremely beautiful. This moment is the solemnity of the unity of man and nature; This moment is the joy of smiling around the mountain. Even the God also generously held the diamond ring! The graceful sun crown is full of colorful halo, and then there is the falling rain of acacia and the hanging of rainbow. I can’t tell who is the elder sister and who is the younger sister in the moving tears. Why should I distinguish? I only remember this moment, this exciting, great moment. The most sacred pair of angels in the universe, I look forward to you with my eyes full of tears. I don’t know what kind of words to express my loyalty and respect. A couple of sisters were reluctant to say goodbye. They couldn’t bear to separate and didn’t want to leave. They were responsible. They opened their hands. I rang the drums and drums. I danced the flying dragon and prayed: Let’s be beautiful. Peace is always with every god and every living creature in the universe. [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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[Introduction] hiding in a corner, huddling up my body gradually losing warmth, and reciting the poems that I once left to me persistently, pure and comfortable/Just like the Lotus Blossom/Outside/love in the heart/difficult to give up/love can’t/also can’t let go. Tears surrounded the world and soaked the incomplete body. The night wind rustling on the lonely, empty body, a little quiet, how many sentiments gathered in my heart, the blue moonlight rustling on the desolate Earth, devouring the lonely soul, stretching out his trembling hands to hold the world into his arms, he found that his hands were covered with glittering tears. At this moment, I suddenly understand that you belong to the world, the world and the world with tears and rain. Hiding in a corner, huddling up my body which gradually lost warmth, and reciting the poems I had left for me persistently, pure and comfortable/Just like the Lotus Blossom/Outside/love in the heart/difficult to give up/love can’t/also can’t let go. Tears surrounded the world, soaked in the incomplete body, and the heart full of holes couldn’t help the promise that could not be fulfilled any more. There was no consciousness of pain, only trembling numbness left. In front of the blurred eyes, the surging waves and a body without soul were annihilated. I only wish you could shed tears in this world, and from then on, I will no longer struggle, cry for help and let it drift with the flow in the long river of emotion. I am willing to avoid the entanglement of fate. After all the dust, I will sing the lament of life with tears. In this world, who do I give my heart to? After thousands of coldness, can there be a love waiting in the next cycle of life. Whether I can have someone to accompany me through my life. [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…