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[Introduction]: In 2007, I read the work of Han Han, and I felt very palpitations. I approved several meals of education, but there was no trace. It also made people feel very fast, but the education in China is still as miserable as it is, not a single step. So I made up my mind not to be a teacher to see if I starved to death on the street. The end 2007, the yellow desk calendar, buried in the title page of history, weathered into memory, the breakpoint of time, leaving the gains and losses passing by, with new sunshine and packing. At the end of 2007, “assembly” and “warlords” were crowded in the cinema, which crowded the smiling faces of the merchants and the RMB of the audience. A few days later, the cheap discs made the audience fooled, and the rats also went to the streets to crack down on piracy. In 2007, talent shows became fossils, and singers became writers. Chang ‘e No. 1 was put on the table, and the Chinese people showed off for this. But her commemorative coin surprised herself in the black market. In 2007, I read the works of Han Han, and I felt very palpitations. I approved several meals of education, but there was no trace. It also made people feel very fast, but the education in China is still as miserable as it is, not a single step. So I made up my mind not to be a teacher to see if I starved to death on the street. In 2007, I opened a new space to take care of the moving fragments. Occasionally I stepped on someone else’s space, but found myself stranded on the shore of the tide. The deserted land of blog, with footprints covered with moss, left a message lying in the hospital with only pale words, watching alone., In 2007, one of my articles, like unearthed cultural relics, was full of ashes and fell into typeface wearily. The contribution fee was far less than the electricity fee I spent. I had to use my salary and was slaughtered by my friends as a celebration. That article said it was my spiritual food, but she slept in the book invariably, so hungry that she was ready to eat maggots. In 2007, I wandered for a month, thinking about how to explode a building in a closed cabin. When I left, the building was still the same, just myself. I was surrounded and intercepted by a pile of rubbish in the building, saying that I didn’t have enough money to buy the road and asked me to continue thinking. In 2007, I chose to escape. After being hit, I wanted to expect others’ sigh, but when I went back, I saw others’ contempt and my colleague’s smiling face, Xipi, one more of you is too much, and one less of you is too much. If you can’t become an immortal, you will come back to become a person. I made up my mind to be a scriptwriter and play a film “No matter how few one is”. In 2007, when I was desolated and depressed, I met a strange mind Shaper. In the night when only the computer had light, I lit a torch like the yearning for the Olympics, and I was like a devout follower, in fact, what I thought was a beautiful woman who was willing to be a patient in front of her. But when I was about to recover, she said she was a 12-year-old child. I think she must be a thinker when she grows up, but it is better that there is no cult organization at that time. In 2007, I fell in love with my girlfriend two years ago magically. After 2007 hours, I met another two years ago, and still felt that I was still in the emotional gap, wandering the wound without blood. 2007, taking stock of your income, you only have 2007 points of savings in your pocket, which is enough to eat the beginning of 2008. In 2007, my parents no longer nagged about personal problems. It was because I met an older woman like me who praised and talked about the comfort of being alone in front of me. Her skin often deceived her age, I regret not asking her what kind of skin care products she used, 2008 makes me feel that time is going backwards. In 2007, the students I taught should graduate. I felt a lot of pressure. I was afraid that the students would come out to compete with me for food. I wrote the resignation letter early and got ahead of them so that I could have a place first, I didn’t know until I handed in the resignation report that they would not graduate until 2008. I didn’t expect to regret my graduation, but it was too late. In 2007, I originally wanted to write a book with a manuscript of tens of thousands of words, with a little color in the middle. I accidentally let my 10-year-old nephew peep at it and was sentenced to death early. In 2007, my niece in high school had several love letters in her pocket, asking me how to deal with them. I said you should treasure them well, that’s your charm, she really bought a delicate small box and put it in the closet to seal it up. But once a thief came here as a valuable gift, which made my niece burst into tears, saying that *** why not use a more delicate box to pack money. 2007, the moment passed away, the skin bought a layer of wrinkles, and the days were put on the street again. The past was swaying like clouds and smoke, and the dense fog drifted away and rose again. The people walking on the street were still in a hurry, the post station we passed was only ashes, looking back lonely. The end point is 2007, the harvest is different, and the loss is different. Measure yourself with gains and losses, and light the beacon fire with the station of life. Only happiness and happiness, there is no pale on the calendar. 2008, carry the figures to the end. 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Heart

On April 2nd, the wife of a colleague from Shanghai’s best moving company died of illness at the age of 41. At the memorial meeting, the relatives, colleagues, classmates and friends who came to condole deeply mourned their early death in England with tears in their eyes. I have a deep relationship with my colleagues. When I worked together ten years ago when I studied in Singapore, it was worthy of his wife’s illness and later diagnosis of cancer. In the years when his wife fought against the disease, he and his family paid too much materially and spiritually. From my understanding of my colleagues, looking back on the past, I think many aspects are worth pondering and learning. My colleague is a good husband. Over the past ten years, my colleagues have always been holding the principle of not abandoning or giving up the decorative panel of baby rabbit, trying their best in the aspects of wife diagnosis, surgery, chemotherapy, nursing, etc. Second, my colleague is a good father. In recent years, in order not to affect her daughter’s study, colleagues sent her to Jinzhou to live and study with her grandfather and grandmother. However, he silently endured loneliness and pain alone. Third, my colleague is a good son. In order to relieve the pressure of parents, the plywood brand sold several buildings, all of which were used for the medical expenses of the wife. It reflects the traditional virtue that filial piety comes first, which is worthy of praise. Ten years of life and death are boundless. Where will you go is what everyone and every family will face sooner or later, which is an unchangeable natural law. Although millions of yuan of money can’t save a life, the blockboard brand still expresses the love of couples in the world in the ruthless natural law. I wish to be a bib in heaven and tie up branches in earth. A short life of wind and rain turns into an end in a hurry. In Heaven and Earth, I wish my colleague’s wife a good journey, which is the comfort of the soul. Like (prose editor: prose online) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Song Xi

[Introduction] the withered vines and old trees are always rustling. The Endless River often wraps the bridge, and the tired old horse walks on the Xianyang ancient road. Yuan bow Moon, cavalry destroys Jiangnan er shi si qiao. Close the bridle, hide the bow knife, and swing straight to Chang’an Road. Holding a long bamboo Wormwood, full of the ship Starlight, wandering in thousands of years, but unable to walk out of the reeds on the water side; Carrying heavy bags, walking through the heavy desolation of Lisao, I have been involved in the desert and solitary smoke of Tang and Song poems, and the wind has gone through the hengtang, but I can’t walk out of the vast expanse of animal husbandry and wild land. I sang with the turtledoves of Guan Guan, and pursued the beautiful image, but I can’t walk out of this cup of wind and elegance. Singing the joy of men and women, expressing the frost on the ground, sighing the rise and fall of the ages, a river of poetry is rolling. A white horse came from Cao Zhi’s poems and poems, and the young wind-chasing man was full of high spirits. He bent over and spread his horseshoe, and raised his hand to pick up the flying horse; He Lan Mountain was not broken, and his ambition was hard to pay for hunger and blood, eight thousand Road clouds and moon. Yue Fei sighed bitterly, the hero rushed to the Crown, and the courtiers hated it, but it still didn’t snow; A paper of books on the bus moved the world, and the students were still generous. The Autumn Wind and autumn rain even touched the world, and it was rustling. The liver and gall are just like the crystal and Jade Kunlun Mountain. I smile to the sky with my sword. The praises of heroes can never be sung, and the sound of Hu Jia makes people old. The smoke bursts, and the years are surging. It is said that there is no clothes, and I am in the same robe with my son. A pool of reeds was gently enveloped by smoke, and a beautiful woman’s long hair fluttered. The downstream has passed thousands of mountains, and the upstream always feels that the road is all the way. I am the only one who knows your singing; The female Luo led by Xue Lixi threw the mountain flowers with her hands, the graceful figure is full of enchanting things that make you move. If you don’t take a bus or a sedan chair, the flying mount is the red leopard. The wind was rustling and the wood was rustling, and she smiled at you in the mountain. The name of the mountain ghost was too much for you; I wanted to know the king because of evil, and my life would never fade. There are always those immortal birds in the world, which are connected at the root of the Earth and fly in the sky. Unknowingly, when the Willow Tip was light green, he regretted to teach his husband to find a public waiting. The yellow flowers all over the floor were shocked. For whom do you stare at all day long? A Book of Three Hundred Songs in the Book of Songs writes all about desolation and gentleness. What can’t be written is the exquisite smile and beautiful look, and what can’t be written is the river where the water goes around the birds. The withered vines and old trees were always rustling. The endless rivers often circled the small bridge, and the tired old horse walked on the Xieyang ancient road. Yuan bow Moon, cavalry destroys Jiangnan er shi si qiao. Close the bridle, hide the bow knife, and swing straight to Chang’an Road. The blade pierces the neat and preciseness of Tang people’s verses, and the long barrettes also tie up the elegance and implication of Song poetry. It can be adjusted, dispersed, sung and endowed, but it can not escape from the graceful lady thousands of years ago. Confucius said that poems can be popular, viewed, grouped, and resentful. We can be asked to shake gently on this river which runs through ancient and modern times. Blue Clouds, yellow leaves. The autumn colors are continuous, and the cold smoke and green autumn colors on the waves are all over the sky, covering the yellow flowers and thousands of miles of smoke waves, but not the peach blossoms coming from ancient times; I am only afraid that Shuangxi will sail on the boat, I can’t hold a lot of worries. A boat could not hold the full sorrow, nor could it hold the beauty of thousands of years like soft hands and condensed fat. Fu bixing was Qu Yuan’s earthshaking soul-calling song; It was Li Bai’s flying straight down three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Galaxy fell nine days. It is just like the spring breeze in the night that CEN can see that thousands of trees and pears bloom. It is my luminous cup full of fine wines. Sing, give, make a cup of good tea. My thoughts drifted thousands of miles away, but the fence of 300 hundred books of songs could not float out. The master said: If you don’t learn poetry, you can’t say anything. 2011-1-22 [Responsible editor: Ke Er]] Like (prose editor: Ke Er) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. 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How brave is the dry wind to invade every corner of this winter? Can I escape from this city? I am a coward. I was afraid of all difficulties and got used to escaping. But now I can’t escape from the fact that when something is really in front of me, I have already given the answer if I don’t make a decision. I want to go to the south, is it still raining there? Is there any strange scenery there? Is it possible to return all to zero there? Waiting for a sunny day finally didn’t come. In this distant winter, I miss the summer wind. Can it blow away the haze in my heart? Why do some sad stories happen in winter, and then they are frozen by the cold, but in the summer of the next year, they begin to suffer with a bright smile? Take one second to leave and one song to tell yourself to let go, but find that it will take the longest time to brew sadness and miss the warm air and crowded crowd, or the path paved by bluestone, and the warmth that will not be cold in four seasons suddenly feel terrible: I will not hate a person, a person who will hurt myself, is it true that there is no hate in the South? Should I really go there and die quietly? I want a vigorous love, but who doesn’t cooperate with this play? I want an ordinary love, only eating, walking, listening to songs, holding hands, embracing when I am sad, kissing when I love you, but who can give me? I am very stupid. No one taught me how to do it. No one told me how to do it, they always say things that seem to be nothing. Let me guess Guo Jingming said that Shanghai is a strange city. I want to go there to see the shabby alleys and listen to the music of heavy metal impact, go to see those coquettish girls in cheongsam, listen to their loneliness, go to see those blank faces in the industrial age, whether they are the same age as me 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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Recently, an uninvited guest came to the neighborhood committee, and a lovely little hedgehog was sent to the neighborhood committee by the residents. Originally, residents found a little hedgehog on the grass of the community, fearing that someone would hurt the little hedgehog, so they sent it to the neighborhood committee of the community. This is really a super cute little hedgehog, whose body back and side are covered with thorns, belly fur is gray white, round eyes, pointed nose, we put it in a transparent box, let the children in the community visit. Many residents say it is the first time to see a hedgehog. The little hedgehog’s actions and behaviors are simple, honest and lovely, which are deeply loved by children. Hedgehog is a kind of unsociable animal, which likes quietness, fear of light, heat and shock. In order to make this hedgehog grow freely and healthily, we decided to put it back to the wild. In the evening, we sent the little hedgehog to the Yuhuang Mountain area and put it on the lush mountain. After the little hedgehog came out of the box, he ran away quickly. 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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Finally

Finally received his letter, I think what will he say in the letter? Holding the letter in my hand, my heart was fluttering and jumping, and I dared not open it immediately, although I had been looking forward to it for a long time. After two classes in the evening, my mood finally stabilized. I opened it. He talked about his parents, her sister and younger brother. He said he was happy. He loved his parents, her sister and younger brother. It was full of love. Isn’t that the person I am looking for in the vast sea of people? He said that as long as I am loyal and filial to his parents and reasonable, in fact, these are not too difficult for a girl who has lost her mother since childhood, because it was because she lost her family affection that she knew the value of family affection and lived with love. He said that we usually get together less and get away more often, and we have to stay alone most of the time. It is impossible to be unable to stand loneliness. I am not that kind of casual girl. While I respect myself and love myself, I am also very self-reliant. Water-based Yanghua is the kind of people I despise most. Finally, he told me that he had fallen in love with me deeply through this period of communication. He would try his best to make me the happiest wife in the world, and he would treat my family well, give everything for me. Really, can you imagine my mood at this moment? I just feel my face is feverish. There is an irresistible heat wave in my heart. I only feel that there is a kind of happy tears pouring out from the bottom of my heart. After experiencing the twists and turns of feelings, we will finally get together, I believe that he will love me for the whole life. At the same time, I also believe that I will definitely become his gentlest wife. I will be excited for him, cry for him, joy for him, sorrow for him, from then on, there will be two hearts blending with each other in the world, There will also be an ordinary couple sharing weal and woe. Hold your hands, till the earth grows old, till the wilderness, till the sea dries, till the stone decays. Dear, do you believe it? What I give to you will be my purest body and purest heart! Like (prose editor: prose online) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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No

In my impression, Hanshou County government is a county government without walls. It was a thousand-year-old yew that I went to Hanshou to investigate and interview there with a professor friend the year before last, and I met a friend who was promoted to be the deputy county magistrate from Ren Yiguan, the Party secretary of my old hometown in Li county. On that day, she informed several directors of the agricultural department to accompany us and invited us to lunch. It was that time that I found that Hanshou County government didn’t build walls. There was a small square near the street, which was open and set up several flower beds and parking spaces. This is at least the only county government I have seen in Hunan without walls so far. After two years, I went to Hanshou last week. It was still like this. There was no wall in the county government. From time to time, primary school students passed in front of the building. The county public security bureau on the right has no wall and is close to the street. If the public security bureau sign was not hung, I thought it was a folk house. Only the county Party committee authorities adjacent to the left are a little different. There is an electric fence, but we don’t need to register when driving in. As far as I know, Hanshou has a good reputation as the hometown of soft-shelled turtles. It is said that raising soft-shelled turtles in the whole county can bring about one billion Industries a year. Eating soft-shelled turtles at Hanshou banquets is as simple as eating. Hanshou also has an elegant name, the hometown of poetry, which is different from the romantic horses of soft-shelled turtles. The water of the waves is clear, which can be washed by my tassel; The water of the waves is turbid, which can be washed by my feet. This is what I said. Hanshou also has a national wetland reserve of Dongting Lake, which has been developed into a wetland park now. Hanshou also has national titles such as the hometown of Pearl, the hometown of black poplar and the hometown of ramie. As far as I know, there is another person in Hanshou who is handsome Meng Qi and also called handsome Ke Jin, from Chenjiawan, Dongxiang, Hanshou County (now Potou town). 1927 nian 1 yue, CPC underground Hanshou County Party Committee established, handsome Ren county Party committee member. Her revolutionary career went through hardships, and her post-official went to the vice minister of the Organization Department of the Central Committee and died in 1998. According to a friend in Changsha, her nephew was Mei Kebao, who was the deputy secretary of Hunan Provincial Party Committee of the Communist Party of China. In Hanshou and the former residence of Shuai Mengqi, I also saw a street named after Mengqi Road in the county. Liu Dingqing, the current secretary of Hanshou County Party Committee of the Communist Party of China as I know, was from Li county, my hometown, and once worked as the secretary of Pang daomu, the vice governor at that time. It was said that when he was the county magistrate, at an investment promotion meeting, a Taiwanese businessman asked him what kind of work he was in charge of, and he was shocked: I was in charge of several deputy county governors. As far as I know, there is an old Mr. Yu from Jiangsu and Zhejiang province in Hanshou, who built a hotel in Taizi Temple not far from the county, where is Hanshou railway station of Shichang railway, it is near the exit from Changchang Expressway to Hanshou County. The hotel is called **Grand Hotel, which costs 70 million yuan and has a European style. It is like a palace, resplendent and magnificent, with all kinds of entertainment and leisure, and first-class facilities. Mr. Yu showed us his palace, such as KTV, bar, film and television Hall, Bath center, etc. It was beautifully decorated and luxurious, we also enjoyed the high-end sound in the film and television Hall and watched the large screen projection movie. Dining in his hotel at noon is very rich, of course, turtle is indispensable. We are here to help him plan and attract investment. Among them, there is a professor friend of Central South University, a partner of Mr. Yu, a real estate agent in Changsha, and a feng shui master who studies the Book of Changes, so on. All I know of Hanshou and a foreign economic institute of boss, in Clear Lake maximum enclosure project, a total investment of 0.3 billion, covers an area of san qian mu, campuses, with golf course. It is said that this 0.3 billion mainly bank capital, some estimates, at least 0.1 billion were hidden rules into some businessmen personal waist bag. My earliest impression of Hanshou was that in the 1990 s, a literary youth affiliated to the County Federation of Literature and Art established a literary journal “Canglang” at his own expense. The chief editor was Hu Shi, who was disabled due to poliomyelitis. This is a story from a beggar to a writer. At the age of twenty, he lived on begging and singing, and lived on the streets in the wind and rain for ten years. He wrote poems in an ethereal and elegant way. Now he is a member of Hunan Writers Association and vice chairman of Hanshou County Writers Association. Hanshou in addition to Mr. Mei officer to provincial and ministerial level, and worked as a Hunan Provincial Party Committee Propaganda Department minister, current State Press and Publication Administration deputy director of Jiang Jianguo. Jiang was born in Taojiang, Hanshou. I have heard his speeches for several times, seldom using lecture notes, quoting classics and telling them. I am quite particular about Mao Zedong’s theory and write a good running script. Besides, Hanshou’s allusions still need to be discovered and explored in the future. However, although Hanshou county government did not set up a wall, he went inside and saw that there were still two houses in the back. There were three houses in total, which made him deeply impressed by the Yamen. Another fly in the ointment was that the government building near the street did not hang the national emblem, nor did it seem to raise the national flag. If it were not for the sign of the People’s Government, I was afraid that it would not be a government agency. Without hanging the national emblem or raising the national flag, such a symbolic meaning would be gone. But after all, it is the only county government that I have seen in Hunan without walls so far. 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. 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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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Zhiyuan

[Introduction] on the grassland by the lake, there is a piece of tender and oily green. The reddish brown bicycle path winds between green trees and grass, which makes people a little dazzling. Walking on this flat bicycle path, your proud introduction rings from your ears. It was another morning when I climbed the mountain. Yinshan Lake was still clear and beautiful. Magpies were singing on the branches. Everyone was still the gang. However, there was only No figure you were familiar. Although you left yesterday and you were absent for the first time today, do you know? Everyone has missed you very much. On the grassland beside the lake, there was a piece of tender and oily green, and that brown-red bicycle lane was winding between the green trees and grass, which made people feel a little dazzling. Walking on this flat bicycle path, your proud introduction rings from your ears. Nice, France, is such a bicycle lane. When they designed the Yinshan Lake business district, I suggested them to build it like this. How about it? Is it effective? Well, yes, the effect is really good. I still remember that when you brought us here for the first time, everyone really appreciated this lane, which was relatively novel. I have never seen such a design before. You can consider bringing children to ride a small bike and fly kites. It must be good! In the morning, as soon as you get on the bus, everyone will remember you. Are you guessing that you are asleep at this time, or wake up early because you are not used to the feeling of being outside? I guess, you must have woken up early. Because we have been climbing the mountain for more than half a year. When climbing the mountain, even if I don’t turn on the alarm clock, I will wake up at about 5 o’clock on time, let alone you who have been getting up early. You said, is my guess right? When I got on the bus, I was so happy to receive your message. I read it out immediately so that everyone could share your concern. Have you climbed a short mountain? Four words are enough to show that the person you miss most at this time is us, just as the person we care most is you! I am glad to hear that you can come back today, so we can see you when climbing the mountain on Friday, isn’t it? Looking forward to the early arrival of Friday [Editor in charge: Man Tree]] Like (prose editor: Ke Er) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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One year, I was born. Make the family happy for a period of time, because it is very hasty for parents to get married. I didn’t know much about it, but after getting married, my mother knew that my father could gamble, so she tried many times to persuade him to quit gambling. And because of my father’s bad temper, my mother was beaten by my father, because of this long time, when I was 9 years old, that was when Hong Kong returned to China in 1997, I should have been happy when Hong Kong returned to China. Why am I so sad? Because my family, our family of three, was torn apart that day. My father and mother divorced. I was sentenced to my mother to help me raise it until I was 18 years old, because my mother gave birth to me at the age of 18, and she was only 27 when I was 9 years old, because women all need support, and I don’t blame her either, because it was really difficult to find her own future with her children, she chose to abandon me and throw me to her grandparents. In this way, I was always raised by my grandparents, it was not until I was 18 years old that my dad’s life improved and he was more responsible for me. The life with my grandparents and dad was not so happy, but I didn’t really feel really happy until I was 19 years old, because I found my partner and we had a good and sweet relationship in the first year. Since the second year, I was afraid of losing her because of my deep love. I asked her a lot, but she went to work and I played at home. We sent messages every day, and I asked her to go back after work, she could not go home at 7 o’clock at the latest, and she did it again. After a long time, she was not so obedient. Maybe she felt that she had no freedom, but actually she was I am afraid, things that shouldn’t have happened happened, and then we had less information, less topics, and even no phone calls. There were only a few words on the Internet, so she went to sleep because she lacked what cared about me since childhood, this kind of behavior made me feel more and more uncomfortable. I felt that the happiness I just had was going to leave again. So I told her to change it. She also promised me to change it, but in the end it was still not, as a result, we quarreled a lot, and I would yell at her. On this way a sentence we quarreled several times break up, but eventually no min, in my 21-year-old birthday gap 16 days when dad gone, cirrhosis. Now we still argue constantly. We have been together for three years, but now because of our own reasons, we want to recover, but we feel that our family conditions cannot give her happiness at all, but if I can’t forget her, what should I do. I hope everyone can pay attention to me. The pressure is so great that I dare not recover it. In fact, when I look back, who will marry my daughter to an orphan…. I what to do. I upset.. Bother. Bother. In fact, I can’t blame me even if I shout, because I have developed such a character because of my lack of care since I was a child. My birth is not what I want. Who wants to be born into such a family. They are despised everywhere and cannot get care. Can you blame me???? Can’t orphans have their own love? [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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That year

[Introduction] you lean against the small village in the south of the Yangtze River with your unique posture. You said you saw me standing in the distance looking at you. It took you many years to look at you like this. You are really old, lost in Love, empty heart, wasted years. I made a phone call to you, and hung up the camera after ringing for two times. I knew you wouldn’t answer it or call back. A person just sat quietly like this. This situation had been repeating. For many years, it seemed that he had been accustomed to this way and the attitude you gave me. I didn’t sleep, and I also knew that you didn’t sleep either. I just didn’t know where you were. On a whim, I opened my red sleeve and saw the diary “the ten most important things in life” written many years ago. I should still be in Tangshan, that year, I struggled desperately for the goal I wanted to be with you, pursuing hope and happiness; That man, the silly woman you called a stupid wife every day, I have been drunk in your dream for many years. That year man silly from 05 to 08 words go and is enough binding with a large, these poles are being described as: my love policy, that’s interesting, that love continued with my insurance work, but I didn’t know how many years I chose to pay for such a policy at the beginning, and I also forgot when it could be exchanged, how to get the survival insurance that belongs to me? Maybe when I signed such an insurance policy, I forgot to write down the insurance responsibilities and obligations clearly. Is this a life-long contract insurance policy? Or is it a regular insurance? Bored, I ran to the pedestrian street yesterday and bought a small pendant. I played it alone in front of the bed at night. How many times has it been? How many times will it be flooded into the sea? In order not to let the memory fade, write down every time we meet again and again with a pen, carve every word you said carefully and soak it in the salty tearful jar, to prevent it from rotting. Tonight, I still repeat the old movements, holding silver Jingjing needles carefully connecting every drop of tears I shed for you one by one, embroidering it on the red embroidered cloth. My original intention is right, because I want to turn it into a string of safety symbols to send you and let it accompany you all over the country. I couldn’t help sending you a text message when I got up in the morning. Where are you? My thoughts got confused again. I still liked those days when I went back to Tangshan. I kept thinking about the time when you left, and that sentence of taking good care was still around my ears, that line of tears still hung on my face till now. The street in Beijing was so far away from his grandmother that it could not come to an end. The wind and sand blew my tears dry, the only light in my eyes was also covered. That year, that man was abandoned by you in the city of Beijing. I thought it was time to move. On that day, the fortune teller said, “if it is yours, you will come back, and if destined, you will definitely see him again. Yuan this thing is really fucking strange, will you come after leaving? Can you give birth if it is destroyed? I like the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, not because there are White Lady and Mr. Xu family, not because there are Lei Feng Tower and broken bridge, but because of you, because our meeting is related to the West Lake. Therefore, I wrote you into the West Lake, put a green robe on your slender body, and beautified our love story with my hot brain. I like the year of Jiangnan love when that man wandered in front of your house. You picked up my falling love and put it in your arms. You leaned against the small village in the south of the Yangtze River with your unique posture, you said you saw me standing in the distance and looking at you. It was many years since I looked at you like this. I was really old, thin and lovesick, empty my heart and wasted time. The dream was broken and continued. At this time, this man, this woman who was called stupid wife by you again and again, was drunk and died in your dream. This drunk was so drunk that we couldn’t wake up and closed our eyes and began to look forward to our future, have you seen it? That wrinkled old lady was holding an old man with his back. Don’t walk so fast. Didn’t you say you want to be my crutch? How can I walk fast? You always forget to hold my hand. Is Yo! Why do you always forget to hold my hand? Dad, Mom, I’ll take a wedding photo of Zhang Jin for you. I won’t get married until next year! At this time, this person imagines that he can still hold your hands in five or ten years. [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…