Month: February 2019

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Wrote

Every time I pick up this notebook, it reminds me a lot. When I was in grade 3, we leaned on the handrail to talk about the distant but familiar dream about the future. And our agreement, not only do you still remember it. It seems that we are all very peaceful children, because until now, neither you nor I have broken that agreement. Even though, sometimes, there will still be small waves in our hearts. I have never given anything to you, nor to anyone, including myself. But I always smile at all the people I am familiar with, although for many times, I am just reluctant. But in front of you, what you face is a melancholy me, but you don’t complain. Because you know my unhappiness. You know me. I stand in the position I used to stand, and maybe I will never be happy. I remember that summer last year, when we were in the semicircular glass room, you quietly listened to me singing the song I wrote. You said, in the future, we will also have the same house as here. You also said that you would make a lot of money to open a record company for me, buy piano with me, and win my fame. I remember how innocent and brilliant your smile was at that time, which suddenly reminded me of the innocence of myself when I was young. It’s just that I have to predict the future ahead of you, because I can’t stick to everything. I haven’t grown up and I’m not as strong as you imagined, I really want to run hard on our original track, but I can’t. I am not alone in the world I live in. You are a brave child, the master in that class is like a cloud, the pressure is so great, but you are strong to survive, even if occasionally cry, but you do not regret I know. Zhou Zhou said, we are all a group of stubborn girls. In fact, you are the same. But you all walked into that complicated and pure world. I stood outside the door alone, looking at your busyness indifferently, but pushed myself into the lonely mire carelessly. Since Xiao Jia left, I often feel sad and want to cry. Maybe you all know that comfort is always in vain, so when your friend is not happy, you can only stay beside him quietly until everything settles down. But before everything calmed down, I chose to leave. I don’t know if you will cry because of this. I just hope you can continue to work hard. You must be happier than Chengzi! 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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Winter Night

I looked at the place where flowers once bloomed in the distance. My memory spread in the dark night of winter. I wanted to fly into snowflakes and drift away in the sky, but I couldn’t, I can only pad my toes. I passed by and missed your window edge. I was chasing and thinking about my love for you. It’s snowing. It’s a little cold. I can only helplessly watch the snowflakes all over the sky hiding under the street lamp waiting for you to appear. The snow buries my toes I am longing for someone to hug me and give me a short warmth but how many people of a wandering cat will give me luxurious love I can only pass through the glass outside the window imagine that I leaned lazily beside the stove and the snow seemed to bury everything, including my memory, belonged to me. The romance of a cat I jumped on a bare branch to fight against the cold from the north. I hope I can drive the winter away and return to my favorite spring. It snowed. The snowflakes of cats record the snow of cats. The snowflakes of cats depict the spring. I jumped off the branches but accidentally hurt my ankles. I endured the pain and went to the south. Under that fence, because I remember that the sun would shine on the fence every spring, giving me the warmth of spring. Suddenly, stinky fish flew one day, which was the last pity that people gave me. I don’t want it, don’t be so humble and pitiful. I went to the Riverside to recall the scene I used to fish here, but now there is only the river covered by ice. I jumped onto the ice. The cold made me numb and made me forget the danger. Chasing on the ice like a butterfly, touching the broken snow, I suddenly found that I had reached the most horrible middle of the river. I wanted to run back, but God would not give me another time. I heard the ice burst. There was a sad and heartbreaking call in front of me. The ice was shattered like snow into pieces. I fell into the abyss of death that I couldn’t touch. I struggled and hoped that someone could understand the language of a cat asking for help. I sank, I slowly sank into the water surface, I opened my eyes and finally saw my master’s favorite snow day, I said goodbye, say goodbye to the world I love and hate. I am as deep as the bottom of the water and still open my eyes because I am eager to see your appearance at the end of my life. But ~~ I won’t understand. From the day you left me, you are doomed not to snow again, I am still burying all the things about me in the past and I have turned into snowflakes flying over your window the snowflakes of cats and cats are just for the Last glance of you to meet my wish of praying when wandering the cats and cats are calling you name, have you ever heard that the snowflakes of cats are flying in the heart of cats all over the sky but they are frozen in the river forever? You can see that cats come to see you, although your embrace finally melted me in the world ~ ~ [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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Own

Looking at others’ happiness, I have a slight loss. What is the meaning of happiness in life? Living in a peaceful and complicated environment is full of contradictions and confusion. I wrote a lot of sentimental words, but my world is actually not sentimental, even full of infinite confidence and desire. I often use words to express my feelings, but I never use words to express my real life. Looking back at the past till now, it seems to be bright for me that life has to go on that road. Sad words are written too much, and the false world seems to give people extreme pessimism. There is no wonderful life, no passionate time, and no rich emotional world. However, I can’t make myself confused. I love and hate too much. My own world, my own hatred. My indifference, my life. Those who should forget will forget. Word games are not fun, and the world of words is mixed with many complicated thoughts. I should treat myself better. Lonely watch the hazy drizzle in the sky, the sight is blurred, and the road far away cannot be seen clearly. Lonely watch, watch in the lonely harbor, the cold wind blows out the cold heart, and the rest is only the hazy drizzle in the sky. Leaves are floating gently, Slowly fell into the cold water, gradually disappeared, disappeared in sight. Lonely watch, watch in the lonely harbor. [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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And non-

It seemed to be very tired, so people became lazy. They just wanted to sit quietly all day long, or simply lay down, but it was hard to sleep early. If you are just tired or exhausted, it is not a big deal, and there is always a solution. But it happened that I miss fatigue, and I love fatigue. So this heart and body were like the weak Willow, which could not be blown by the wind. There was no other solution, so we had no choice but to think about the fantasy love. From then on, with the lonely wind, we had no root and wandering all our lives. Occasionally, I also think that I have not tasted any more bitterness and pain than some people along the way, and I am tough and strong, but why can’t I compare with others, I can’t go on as firmly as others do, but I have developed such a quiet and indifferent mood today. Few people and things can make me care. These days, my heart became more quiet, almost to the quiet like water. I also raised the quiet intentionally and began to participate in meditation. If you don’t understand it, you can only put it down, but you can’t have any extravagant thoughts, because the people and things that you once cared so much have betrayed me one by one. Even if there are still one or two possibilities, but when I look back, it is already a hundred years old, and I am afraid that there will be no good results in the end. In this way, it is not as good as it is now, with the lonely wind, with the heart stopped. [Responsible editor: Ke Er]] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Rain

Quietly it rained outside, quietly I am watching you here, 1.1 drops. Your innocence appears in my eyes, which is very beautiful. You gently and quietly as if you don’t want to disturb the sleeping you. I couldn’t help embracing you gently, but they said you had hurt me, and I knew it was your accident. Just like that beautiful mistake, I am not returning to others, I am just a passer-. My heart is still painful at night, a kind of lovesickness and two tragedies. I was at the edge of the field, listening to what they said. Sometimes you don’t come when you miss you, but you make a tragedy because you don’t want you to come. You are so naughty that they can’t cry and laugh. The night was very quiet, and I heard your voice again. It’s very light, light as if I’m asleep, I can’t hear it. You came, didn’t tell me, but quarreled with them in the quiet night. That was another reunion of you for many years. In fact, I missed you very much at that moment, but I heard you telling others. Who should I tell? That’s what I want to do to you. You come and go, I can’t catch you, I want to follow your steps, but there is nothing I can do. What people learn in the world, at last they don’t understand when and when they belong to themselves. When we looked up, everything was over, and we said it was once. If there is an afterlife, I want to be rain, because there is you. Now I really want you to wash away my filth and take me and you where you should go. Nature is so beautiful, but it can’t appear in people’s mouth again. Because they are so dirty, but they still have to say that they are holy gods. But I don’t know that I am so unbearable, in front of you, in front of the nature. 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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Memorial, day

It took me two days to take a high temperature holiday… I can write purely that it is a city full of sunshine; A lot of things happened in these two days, which made me not feel like a city full of sunshine at all; My mood these two days is always like a dragonfly, the water waves are so chaotic; These two days, my mood has become good and bad, and my tears have been more and less; These two days, the sunshine in these two days, but it didn’t make my heart feel warm at all; I just wrote this for vent, but how much was filled in it. How much bitterness in my heart; I seldom meet people who know me, people who can understand me thoroughly, although I have been looking. I didn’t want to write it down any more, so I wanted to change the topic. I sat on the bus today, and the Sunshine of the whole city was reflected on the bus seat… rippling. I will also think of all kinds of broken things before, but today I have already left myself. Today, for her sake, I almost broke up with my best friend in primary school. Is it worthwhile for me to do this! I don’t know… these two days are very chaotic because of his leaving, my attitude seems to be neither cold nor hot, so to everyone, she is also angry, so, I hope I can fix it and fall out with other people I care about. These two days, I haven’t adjusted myself to live this almost chaotic life. I don’t know how to adjust the friendship between myself and others. Distance. Therefore, everything turned into a farce. I was excited, angry, disappointed and sad. The emotion is like the mess of five flavors being knocked over, I don’t know how to distinguish… so, I need to calm down, so I vent, write such words to vent, maybe some people think I’m strange, but there is no way, I am just an ordinary person, and I am not the one who won’t get angry or angry. So, please forgive… please forgive me. For those who have hurt me, please forgive yourself as well. 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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Jin students

I beat the South of the Yangtze River and walked through the east wind which was waiting in the season like the bloom and fall of lotus flowers. The catkin in March did not fly. Your heart was like a small lonely city. The streets just like Bluestone did not sound at night, the spring curtain of March does not reveal your bottom. It is a small window that tightly covers my horseshoe of Dada. It is a beautiful mistake. I am not returning to others. I am a passer-by. Zheng Qingyu’s “mistake” came here for the first time, I feel a little scared when I feel it. Because I don’t know whether my cold brushwork is coordinated with here. But I hope this place is my Jiangnan, while I am not a passer-by. I like poetry and love Haizi and Gu Cheng. Only talk about them today. Haizi said: There is nothing in the distance except the distance. The desolate words burst into his lonely face. Many lonely nights, I read quietly, tears would flow down unconsciously. I imagined how this genius with childish and innocent smile went to death calmly. But Haizi told me that when I stood in front of you painfully, you couldn’t say I had nothing, you couldn’t say I was empty-handed. I was relieved that Haizi, who could say that he was facing the sea and the warm verses like spring flowers, just went to the place he wanted to go and had the wings he wanted to fly. The days are still moving forward in the desolate cycle, and we are still chasing, faintly sad, but we have no time to bury. Haizi built his kingdom with his life. He was his own Prince. While we are still on the way… Gu Cheng is a poet who chants and chants for his soul. He said: I want to paint windows all over the earth to make all the eyes used to the night get used to the light. I am child spoiled by my imaginary mother, I am willful. He walked stubbornly in his kingdom of poetry, refusing darkness but not being accepted by the light. As someone said, he didn’t imagine the world as poetry when he was writing poetry, but his life was poetry originally. He was writing a world instead of poetry. He will use one of his poems to express the world, and he will use his whole life to construct the world. This sunny, tranquil and distant world, a fairytale-like beautiful world. The man has passed away, he still wears his long cap, looks at the World naively, and always smiles …. they all use pure and sincere souls, in the chaotic and noisy world, let’s have a place to stick to our heart and gain a purity of our hearts. If you want to fulfill the principle of this love letter, The Wild Goose and the fish will end up with no evidence… break the intestines and move the column of the zither …… ___________ the original life will stop, and the person whose soul is moving forward. _________ May Life forward, soul forward, like summer flowers. 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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Truth

[Editor’s note]: On October 31, 2009, I knew that my five-year efforts were just a shadow of Lin. Now, when Lin comes back, I have to disappear. No wonder he doesn’t want children, no wonder what he said was still early and what his family didn’t agree. It turned out to be just his excuse. I was just Lin’s shadow. How could I get into his heart? And Lin, it is my best sister, my most valued sister, what a sarcastic joke, yes, joke, everything is just a joke, and I have taken it seriously and blessed them, ha ha ha ha, I am really ill, yes, I am really ill. My hands were trembling, my heart was bleeding, but my tears were speechless. Yes, how sad. I didn’t know that I had been played for five years until this moment, five years a woman’s best youth was buried here. I was cheated by him for five years. Five years was so ridiculous that I was cheated for five years unexpectedly. He said he liked her, and that she was my best sister ———- Lin, yes, he said he liked her, Lin, no wonder, no wonder I am always a little wife in his eyes. Lin is the eldest wife. I am just a doll. If I am tired of playing, I will be out of the game. But I didn’t know until today, the woman in his heart was Lin unexpectedly. I don’t hate Lin, even I hope Lin is happy and happy. I bless them. I said if you really talk to her, then you should treat her well and don’t let her down, give her a future, a destination, and even I threatened him. I said if you dare to let Lin down, I will kill you, yes, kill you, kill you, give Lin justice and an explanation, you deserve to die, because it is you. Without you, my two children would not be killed ruthlessly by you. You are the executioner, without you, Lin and I would still be the best Sisters. Just like before, my name was Lin’s wife, and Lin returned to me with a shy expression. I am not jealous or even sincerely blessed. I even said that when you get married, I will attend your wedding and bless you, but why do you, how can I trample on my personality? I know such a man. You are shameless, despicable, vulgar, hateful, damn it, damn it 100 times, 1,000 times, 10,000 times, it is not enough if you don’t do this. You should go to hell, with dozens of layers of hell, and suffer the most painful punishment in the world. Why, all my efforts are totally a shadow, her shadow, the shadow of my best sister, I have never complained, I am generous, I even bless them and congratulate them. I just went to Lin to prove it. Why did he say me like this? Yes, I shouldn’t take charge of his things,, I was just afraid that Lin would be hurt. I hated him. I hated him. It turned out to be cheating and cheating all the time. Yes, emotion. There is no emotion in this world. It’s all a lie, a lie. Pig head 23:56:27 What did you say to pig! Xiangxuehai 23:56:46 ask her if you two are really talking about what else can be? Pig head 23:57:00 you are so talkative! Xiangxuehai 23:57:14 I am don’t worry. It’s not a talkative Xiangxuehai 23:57:24 I am I’m afraid that Lin will be hurt by you pig head 23:57:26 don’t ask what you should ask! You shouldn’t have asked you, but you just asked! Xiangxuehai 23:57:34 shouldn’t I ask? Pig 23:58:35 I am sure of my own affairs! I am like her, but I don’t want others to know! I don’t want others to interrupt and intervene! Pig head 23:58:50 I hate people who cut in and interfere most! Pig head 23:59:11 you know what you said, do you know what others think! Pig head 23:59:21 you should manage pig head 23:59:33 don’t worry about pig head 23:59:50 now you mainly take care of your own affairs! Pig head 00:00:06 first, think about how you live better! Ha ha ha, tell me, who told me? All my words actually became ironic. Yes, they were all ironic. Pig, how affectionate! I was still silly in the dark. He told me that Lin was the eldest wife and I am the second wife. I didn’t even realize that, yes, he had no humanity at all. He should die, yes, damn, I cursed you, I cursed you to disappear forever and never come back, in that way, Lin and I are still good sisters. Without you, we would not have disputes without you. Yes, betrayal, betrayal. I hate others cheating and betraying most, but I am played by God again and again. My dearest person betrayed me and betrayed me. Now, my favorite person betrayed me and lied to me. Ha, life is to understand who is the one who killed you. I don’t want your sympathy, I don’t want your mercy, I don’t want your pity, but my deep feelings are alms in your eyes. I am just a choice for you when you are lonely. I am silly to think for you and feel sad for you. Even when you betrayed me and lied to me, I was still trying to comfort you foolishly so that your harm could be reduced to the minimum, but I forgot that the person who hurt the most was me, I was the woman who always accompanied you to play a one-man show. Yes, no wonder, no wonder you don’t allow me to wear those clothes with feminine taste, because Lin doesn’t wear them, you don’t love me, and you don’t care about me at all, but over and over again, I have been given a lot of rules, which are not allowed. I am so stupid that I think you love me. It turns out that, all the stories were a one-man show performed by myself. Heard. Are you satisfied? Are you happy. Did you laugh? I am performing a monologue, a monologue led by you, a monologue that makes two women embarrassed for you. [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. 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To dream

[Edit press]: the whole process and meaning of life lies in continuous learning and harvest. If I am a child with good grades, I would choose the same as most people. But I didn’t have the courage to fight for the first place. In that way, I was destined to live a permanent fixed life, and I would never think of that beautiful dream when I was young. If I am poor student, I will decisively make myself no longer waste time in high school. I will firmly go straight to my dream, no matter how hard and tired I am, I will never look back. But my grades are just so bad or not. Contradictory mood always occupies my whole mind from time to time. I can only let time decide my direction. I was tired of learning. I said I was looking for excuses for laziness. My grades were not so bad. I could try harder to compete for a good university. In the days of repeated weariness of learning, I have learned that people need to adapt to the environment. If they resist the environment, they must find a suitable environment for themselves. I imagined that I would leave school and walk by the road. Many people are at work, and idle people are playing everywhere. I don’t know how to go next, so I can only stand by the road foolishly. The strong who dare to go straight to their dreams all have definite plans and enough confidence. I can’t ruin myself even if I don’t have it. I can only listen to the arrangement of time. But I firmly believe that my dream will never lose to time. I still need to study hard and make progress every day. In the process of approaching the dream, there must be more difficult things waiting for me to solve. I think it is because the dream needs hard work that makes it meaningful! [Editor in charge: Yuehua]] 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] in my reading experience, pleasant reading needs tranquility, which can always make people quiet. The whole article of Thoreau’s “Val becomes more and more quiet and climbs to the Lake” was filled with the pigment of Tranquility, which really made my mind. Therefore, I had a peaceful feeling in vain: Thoreau was not the greatest wise man, but the most real wise man. A lake a hundred years later, there is an island reading impression of Walden and Gulag islands these years, I have been thinking about a serious topic that seems to have no answer: whether a great writer is a gift or a natural product of the times. Thoreau and Solzhenitsyn, at least until now I have not been able to classify the two of them in a hundred years. Perhaps, they are both genius and the product of the times. I prefer this combination of answers. The first time I read Walden and Gulag islands was more than ten years ago. At that time, this kind of books were issued internally and could not be bought in book stores, I am borrowed it from a friend who worked as an editor in the publishing house, and he fondled to read it at once. More than ten years later, I vaguely remembered the story outline in the book and Thoreau and Solzhenitsyn, two legendary heavyweight writers. A few days ago, I happened to see these two books in a library. I couldn’t help being overjoyed. I borrowed and read them without hesitation. Besides being kind, it made me feel deeply touched and shocked. Walden Lake is a quiet, tranquil and full of wisdom book, in which the author Thoreau recorded his strange journey of living in seclusion on Walden Lake, blending with nature and rebuilding himself in pastoral life. I love that there is room for leisure in my life. Sometimes, one morning in summer, after bathing as usual, I sat in front of the sunny door, from the Red Sun Rising to the noon when the sun was shining, sitting in this pine forest, in the Forest of pecan tree and lacquer tree, sitting in the loneliness and silence far away from the hubbub, meditation. The so-called tomorrow will never come even if time ends. The light that makes us turn a blind eye to IS darkness for us. When we are sober, the Dawn will break. The sun is just a star. It is difficult to have the opportunity to read such concise and clean words again. Although there are many translators in China, there are different versions. But no matter which version, I still feel Thoreau’s frugality more or less. This is Thoreau’s words, and this is the quietness of Walden Lake. It is undoubtedly the best gift for life for a writer to write so leisurely. Love for Walden Lake, for the cabin, for the forest, for the small animals in the forest, and for the nature, all of them are vividly displayed in his quiet and elegant words, which constitute Thoreau’s melody. It’s simpler, simpler, and simpler! This is Thoreau’s emotion to the world more than 100 years ago. In today’s impetuous society, which is simple but not easy to say, the mileage of our life carries too much complexity: complex interpersonal relationship, complex workplace, complex environment and complex official business, we always see the world too complicated, think too complicated, and do things too complicated. Complicated, we are overwhelmed and exhausted. And when we really calm down and read such idyllic good books as Walden, we will ask ourselves in our hearts, do life really need to be so complicated? Is complex life really that important? Whether people should make themselves simple in abundance and in depth after being complex to a certain extent; Epiphany in simplicity and sublimation in simplicity. When people are trying to surpass the merits of all materials, loneliness often becomes the best sacrifice, while quietness is the best of life. Although we try to comfort all the hermit with small faintness in the wild, middle faintness in the market, and great faintness in the court in the pursuit of spirit, it is the highest state when facing the reality, I’m afraid that the real place of hiding dragons and Crouching Tigers should be far away from the noise. Born in 1817, Thoreau graduated from Harvard University at the age of 20. When all people began to work hard for an ideal career, he began to resist all the choices that seemed to be taken for granted in life and kept a clear mind: I want to be absolutely independent, and I also want everyone to be absolutely independent. Therefore, he didn’t choose to do business or engage in politics, but chose Walden Lake calmly and chose the freedom and leisure of his mind. After failing to live up to the expectations of his family, Thoreau, 27 years old, set up a log cabin in Walden Lake two miles away from his hometown on Independence Day of the United States. He reclaimed wasteland and farmlands, wrote and read books, and it did not matter whether it, live a primitive and simple life. Thoreau spent two years and two months alone beside Walden Lake, worshiping to the sun every morning, then bathing naked in the river, and then recording the results of thinking with words and brain, this is Thoreau’s best choice. In more than two years of loneliness and quietness, Thoreau understood life and death, understood his own needs, and then wrote down his thoughts quietly. So when I read his words again, I couldn’t help shivering in my heart. Although I often think about some abstract things such as life, ideals and values, this time I really felt Thoreau’s honesty without any correction or affectation. Any kind of preaching or disguised kindness was pale in front of Thoreau. In his narration, there is no mystique, and more is almost equal Zen comprehension. God was jealous of talents, Thoreau contributed all his talents to the countryside and landscape of his hometown, so human beings loved this weird alternative which was regarded as weird at the same time. The fact is that both Native Americans and overseas people began to have a strong interest in Walden where he once lived. Walden Lake was certainly not the name deliberately made by Thoreau. He was born on the river bank and died there as well. That river witnessed Thoreau’s brief and glorious life at the age of 45. A writer, a thinker, can only be a fair and intelligent observer of life from the standpoint of peace, poverty and happiness. Thoreau used his life to complete the material guarantee of human thought evolution; Thoreau used his death, getting rid of the stirring of the secular although he could not really get rid of the common people all the time, he could only live in the peach land which was not completely isolated from others, and this was the necessary component of spiritual leap. Just the right distance, the transformation of the Soul began a long process. This is the whispers of sleepiness and the loneliness of the soliloist. Yes, we read Thoreau’s distinctive loneliness from Walden, which is a feeling, a state of mind, a precipitation and a thorough understanding. More importantly, Thoreau’s loneliness is not only a static state, but also an external situation, but also a sort of dialogue and mood filled with his heart. From his maverick, we can easily see the enrichment of his spirit, the abundance of his soul, and his insistence on faith, so as to comprehend a kind of extraordinary state of independent contact with heaven and earth spirit. Just as his declaration from the bottom of his heart in the book: What I am proud of is that a visitor used Yellow walnut leaves as his business card and wrote several Spencer’s poems on it, I regard it as my humble room inscription: when people come here, they enrich the small house without any extra hospitality; Rest is a feast, and everything goes with the flow of nature. The most noble soul is the most comfortable. To walk on the only road that I can walk, and it is the road that no power can stop. This is Thoreau-style declaration of life. If we can understand Thoreau in the whole process of human history, we will find Thoreau’s almost seclusion life, which is not only the luck of Walden Lake, but also the luck of American literature, it is even more lucky for human beings. Thoreau chose Walden Lake, Walden Lake and Rousseau came. With such a chance, in this busy world, there is another philosopher who looks up at the sky and thinks with his head down. Only by this, the quietness of Walden Lake is destined to become the spiritual wealth of human beings. In my reading experience, pleasant reading needs tranquility, which can always make people quiet. The whole article of Thoreau’s “Val becomes more and more quiet and climbs to the Lake” was filled with the pigment of Tranquility, which really made my mind. Therefore, I had a peaceful feeling in vain: Thoreau was not the greatest wise man, but the most real wise man. A hundred years later, another aggressive writer Solzhenitsyn appeared in another corner of the Earth. This time, the main space he lived in was gulag Islands, a place where people were tortured mentally and physically. Solzhenitsyn was born in 1918 and graduated from the Department of Mathematics and Physics of Rostov University in 1941. Originally an active communist warrior, he was arrested in 1945 for criticizing Stalin in private letters and sentenced to eight years of labor reform. Just at this time, I was not saying gloomily that Solzhenitsyn, as a thinker and writer, had just begun the meaning of fighting for life. After many political persecutions afterwards, Solzhenitsyn was not depressed, but more and more brave. Different from Thoreau’s initiative to seek seclusion, Russia’s conscience Solzhenitsyn started the creation of Gulag islands in the coldness of the times this time. With the help of a large number of first-hand information, the Gulag islands launched a serious and serious thinking on a political movement and its political system: extremely cruel torture, absurd justice, the thoroughly lost social morality, as well as the inhumanely connected exile, collective exile and super-intensive death and reform-through-labor are all the results of man-made disasters. All kinds of inside stories of Soviet Union prisons and labor camps have become documentary themes in the novel. This autobiographical and close-up full-length novel, with the theme of revealing Russia’s inhuman brutal rule under the Soviet regime since the October Revolution, takes the author as a personal witness of the era, the memories of hundreds of people, reports, letters, and official and Western materials of Soviet Union collectively point to the misery of concentration camps. The scenes described in the book are outrageous one after another: Maybe it is terrible for living people. The detention house covered with lice and bugs had no windows, no ventilation, no planks, only dirty floors. The psychological room of levutowo, such as No. 3, was painted black, and there was also a 20-watt light bulb shining day and night. Of course, what you love is not the dirty ground, not the gloomy wall, not the smell of the toilet, but those who move their legs and feet together with your orders: it is the thing that beats together in your heart; It is the amazing words that they sometimes say; It is the unrestrained thoughts that can only be generated in your heart, not long ago, no matter how you jumped or how you climbed, you couldn’t reach its height. This is Solzhenitsyn-style language, which he saw with his own eyes. Contrary to Thoreau’s language I quoted above, this was once the region of the world. Solzhenitsyn was certainly regarded as a madman. After finishing a series of works, it seemed that he hadn’t recovered from his strong emotional expression, and the owner of the book was forced to be expelled politically again. This time, solzhenitsyn, who was declared to be deprived of Soviet nationality, left his country for 20 years. Before that, because of his moral power in pursuing the indispensable tradition of Russian literature, Solzhenitsyn won the 1970 Nobel Prize in Literature. From the prisoner of Gulag to the winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature, from exile to the final return to hometown, Solzhenitsyn finally returned to his life value in the twilight years of his life. In 1994, 75-year-old bearded Solzhenitsyn returned to his motherland from exile. This prophet in the post-Soviet era was welcomed like a hero. The writer seems to show no respect for political dignitaries. He knows the sins of Russian politics very well. Solzhenitsyn used his Gulag Islands to set off political disturbance in the world literature in the 20th century. This old man with sharp eyes and compassion, the writer’s sacred mission is best explained. Comforting the reality with illusion can heal the wound, and chasing the illusion with reality must be hurt. In the words of Zhou Libo, an artist of Qingkou School in Shanghai, some people are unhappy when telling the truth, and they are not willing to tell lies, so they just tell some jokes. This is probably the true portrayal of real life. How to speak and what to say are the difficulties in our realistic context. Therefore, when all kinds of thoughts appear together, there is often no one in the audience to speak, and collective aphasia becomes the best avoidance. It is not stage fright, and I am afraid that the difficulty of self-protection is understandable. Obviously, Solzhenitsyn did not protect himself, but stood up bravely. In Stalin’s highly centralized era, he used his conscience and responsibility as Don Quixote-style struggle. Fortunately, in the end, he won the final victory for himself and for the times. In 2009, the Russian government announced that the Gulag Islands, a masterpiece of Solzhenitsyn, would be published in Russia for children. And included in the national middle school curriculum to deepen students’ understanding of Russian history. One is to observe the real world from the perspective of rational philosophy at the same time of escaping from politics, and to keep looking up at the starry sky of human spirit while walking down to earth, one is to suffer from all kinds of torture of inhuman treatment without leaving politics, and be willing to bear the pain of the times while suffering from mental torture. Thoreau and Solzhenitsyn were both quite tired mental labors. A lake, an island, life experience is nothing more than a vivid interpretation in the narrow space. Free and Easy into the hearts of the world, suffering is not human state. Thoreau, who seemed gentle, had strong self-expression behind the gentle words; Solzhenitsyn, who was stubborn and aggressive, never concealed his inner appeal in the stirring words. Literature has never stopped running forward because of their personal painful thinking. On the contrary, the human spirit keeps moving forward under the inspiration of their spirit. Writer Zhou Guoping said, there are two kinds of loneliness, one is that the soul can not find its own source and destination, which is absolute, metaphysical and philosophical loneliness. The second is that the soul is looking for another soul but not available. I feel that I am a drifter without a traveling companion in the world, which is a relative, physical and social loneliness. According to this standard, Thoreau in Walden Lake belongs to the former kind of loneliness, while Solzhenitsyn in Gulag islands is of course the latter kind. Two kinds of loneliness are actually explaining the same philosophical proposition: where should human society (nature including individuals) go. Fortunately, all things that seem unfair can be seen in the long river of human history, and everything will return to the starting point of fairness. Thoreau, who was looking for the peace of human beings, found the peace of the lake. Solzhenitsyn, who was looking for political discourse, saw the dead silence of the island. One hundred years later, two literati who were hard to be forgotten met for the first time. One was wandering in Walden Lake, the other was imprisoned in Gulag islands, in their own powerful spiritual world, call each other. [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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