Month: August 2019

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Wrote

Joe. I can see that you are very happy. But Joe, the sky is the direction of our displacement. Do you really like it so much? Joe, here we are. The clouds in the sky today are not what you said, like large pieces of table cloth. Today’s Cloud reminds me of the cotton candy sold by the old eunuch in the park. Joe, do you still remember when we were young? We eat cotton candy together, Joe. Our sugar is so sweet and sad. Joe, today’s cloud. It also seems that I wash my hair as foam washed away, scattered. But I don’t know where it will go. Finally, without a trace. Joe, the sky. Light blue light blue. The Sky on one side of the distance was dyed with a layer of gray. Joe, is that the Sky supposed to be like this or my despair for the sky? This is my thought. What kind of mood would it be if I listened to the poem of birds written by Lia now? I bravely looked at the sky again. On this day, foam clouds make up a huge bird. I am sure that it is a bird, and that is a very big bird. I saw its bird head, its wings and tail. Joe, it is very beautiful. True. Joe, it has been spreading its wings all the time. Joe, do you think it is flying? If it flies, where will it fly? Is it the other side of the sky? Finally, it made me smile reluctantly. This is just the magic of cloud changes. Joe. If there were no clouds, would the sky be lonely? If there is no sky, where will the clouds berth? Wer,wennichschiee,hōrtemichdennausderEngel Ordnungen? (German: if I cry, who can hear me between Angel sequences?) Joe, let’s go home! [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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Broken pieces

[Introduction] this year’s buyers are sparse, and zongzi can be bought in front of vendors all the year round. Although the atmosphere is lighter, the smell of traditional festivals is permeating everyone’s side. On Mother’s Day, the eight-year-old little dialect brought a bunch of red flowers to his wife. For me, it brought me a handmade one. The color of the flowers is a bright red surrounded by light red, so beautiful! Handmade is made of popsicles and sticks with glue, which looks like a small balance. There is a red balloon tied on one end of the balloon, blowing it up and letting it go. The rod on the top will rotate along with the central axis, and stop when the balloon dries. The production is small and exquisite, which highlights the thinking of children. Of course, my wife and I are both very happy. I just feel strange, why do I give a free gift? Later, when I understood, Mother’s day had passed for some time. When it comes to children’s day, I AM originally wanted to post an article about Chinese language in my blog when I was three years old, but I was so busy that I missed it. On the eve of June 1, I saw xiaofangyu trying on his own clothes at home. One by one, one by one, making a bed a mess. Mom, I want to have a big meal. Suddenly, she shouted to the direction of the kitchen. Hey, it’s been too long. It makes the bed messy. It’s unreasonable. Hurry up and clean it up. I growled. Dad, I want to buy a skirt. She didn’t seem to hear my words, but asked me. Don’t you have so many clothes? I looked at her doubtfully. Children’s Day, my festival! I want a skirt. She said Zheng Zheng. Oh, go with your mother. I suddenly realized that it was ridiculous. Looking at small language try on clothes, feel her in slowly 1.1 point to grew up. In my memory, she didn’t have the habit of picking on clothes. In the corridor of memory, isn’t it just a holiday for children to play? The Little Angel around adults, playing and playing, innocent, is not the deer running freely on the grassland? There is such a record in mencius Sanle: both parents are there, and brothers have no reason. Isn’t it talking about the joy of family affection? What is more joyful than the healthy and happy growth of parents, brothers without patients? It’s not enough to have a big meal and buy a skirt, I think so. (2011-6-13) the slight dragon boat festival shuttles back and forth between the high buildings built of reinforced concrete. There are not only people coming and going in the messy alley, but also thick smell of mugwort leaves and acorus calamus. The original plant flavor seemed to bring me back to the fields and villages. However, the number of folium moxa and acorus calamus in this year is not the same as that in the past. In the alleys of previous years, the turn of folium moxa calamus lined up one by one, but the citizens who were busy shopping. However, this year’s shopping experience is sparse, and zongzi can be bought in front of vendors all the year round. Although the atmosphere is lighter, the smell of traditional festivals is permeating everyone’s side. After all, Qu Yuan, a great patriotic romantic poet, was influenced by his justice, concern for the country and the people, and conduct honesty and self-cleansing. Like last year, xiaofangyu was sent to her mother-in-law and eunuch’s home in the countryside by her wife. I remember when my father came to pick up xiaofangyu last year, I still clearly remembered that he was very dissatisfied with the holiday arrangement of the country. Why didn’t he put it on the sixth day of junior high school? Other children also go to visit with adults. However, when my wife took xiaofangyu back to Chang, she also brought a lot of zongzi and pickled salted eggs wrapped by mother’s hands. Looking at them, I felt very uncomfortable in my heart! This year, I was not filial and could not reunite with my parents, brothers and sisters. (2011-6-13) 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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Change

I take my children at home every day and do housework from time to time. As time passes, I lost my image. Now I really look like a real housewife. Looking into the mirror: My hair was messy, my face was sallow, and I was wearing crumpled clothes, which was a little different from me. Oh! These are all about holding my daughter. Sometimes I want to wear a new dress, and I am afraid of doing housework or getting dirty by my daughter. Sometimes, I don’t go out for a party when I think about it, and it doesn’t matter if I wear it casually. Therefore, the word image becomes very vague in my mind. Alas, sometimes when you see those young women who dress up beautifully and make up heavily on the street, you will feel envious in your heart, which is a kind of love for beauty. The Spring Festival is coming soon. Those migrant workers who go out to work will go home with homesickness. We are no exception. Every Spring Festival, we have to go back to our hometown for the Spring Festival. It is hard to go home, you can’t go back as usual. You must change your image and face your relatives! Usually, I seldom go out with my husband because I like surfing the Internet. To change the image, the first step is to change your hairstyle, then buy some decent clothes, and then buy some cosmetics to change yourself well. Therefore, I started to implement the first step. My husband drove me to a famous barber shop after breakfast yesterday, and then he took the baby with him. When you arrive at the barber shop earlier, there will be fewer people. You should know that it takes several hours to make a hair. My hair is not long, so I chose ion perm, and cut a small broken hair first. My face is suitable for this hairstyle. I haven’t had my hair done for a year, and it looks unworthy and not soft without pulling it. Several hours later, my hair was pulled up, but my husband suggested that I should dye a little color to make it more fashionable. So, I spent more than an hour, making my baby shout aside, indeed, it took too long for me to sit, besides, the child (she had been playing outside for a long time before coming to accompany me.) I didn’t finish my hair until 9: 30 a.m. to 2: 00 p.m., you see, now I am much more beautiful and energetic (flattering, don’t laugh at me!) Even the two-year-old baby said that mom is so beautiful! I feel very happy with what I said. No, my mood is much better. I completely forget that I haven’t had lunch yet? I made my hair and looked at the mirror. It seemed that there was a different person inside. I smiled, so brilliant! It turns out that changing the image, that is, changing the mood, is an indispensable part of our women’s life. We should treat ourselves 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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With a smile

[Introduction] from night to night, I felt my sister was tossing around in bed. I asked her what happened. She said she felt uncomfortable after taking the medicine. I know that the side effect of that medicine is very big. In the daytime, I also read the instructions. I said to my sister, if it doesn’t work, I will go to the doctor tomorrow and change the medicine. It seems to match the mood, there is a lot of rain in this spring. The rain, ticking on the window lattice, was another whole night. The rainy spring is colder than winter. Closing the door and the window, I still feel the cold getting into my bones. I put a hot water bag to cover my hands, but my mood flooded like rain. My mother’s voice was clear in her ear. My mother said that my sister was ill and she had not come up with the best treatment plan yet. The moment I put down the phone, I sobbed, but I was in a foreign land. I couldn’t let others see my face full of tears. I only closed my mouth tightly and forced my tears to swallow from my throat again and again. My younger sister is 3 years younger than me. She is outgoing and enthusiastic, and she is the most upright one among our sisters. However, this kind of integrity didn’t bring her much happiness. On the contrary, it caused many disasters. For example, when she was a child, she died without admitting mistakes and was stubborn to the end, so it was often her who suffered the most, she was also the one who was scolded and beaten the most. All this is nothing, because which child is not beaten and which child is not naughty. My sister’s real suffering is after getting married. My father often said that men were afraid of entering the wrong line, while women were afraid of marrying the wrong man. My younger sister just got married in the wrong sedan chair. 10 years of siege is like hell suffering. He couldn’t live a normal family life, didn’t get the care he deserved, and didn’t count the warmth. He was forced to pass the death, held in prison inexplicably, and even tangled with lawsuits caused by the debt of men, although these lawsuits are not over yet, the divorce happened some time ago. I thought that life could at least turn a corner, but my health was not good. Looking at the long bill, my sister said that she didn’t want to cure it. If you die, you will die! Hearing my sister’s words, my mother threw a sentence heavily. But how can Mother be willing to die her daughter. She couldn’t take care of the uncured feet caused by the fracture. She limped to accompany her sister from Yangzhou to Nanjing to do all kinds of examinations and find those academicians and doctors who could light the light of life. When my father got the news, he called my mother immediately, saying that he should choose medicine with little side effect and leave the money alone. Yes, how can we die? The eyes condensed behind us and the same blood flowing in blood vessels are the reasons for us to live and our strong pillars. We have no reason to give up ourselves and the hope of many people, and we have no reason to let people around us suffer. Our life not only belongs to ourselves, but also belongs to parents and children, belongs at home. The only thing we can do is to live and live well. That night, my sister and I were lying in the same bed, talking a lot about the past, the future, parents, children and ourselves. Speaking of the depth, each other’s voice was a little choked. Although we understand a lot of truths, when we really face the bleak life, we will still be vulnerable and ask loudly with tears in our hands. Life, why are you so unfair, why do you always bring sufferings to good people, and why do you always let the life of good people be soaked in tears? Why are those bad guys living such a happy life? But no one answered, no one explained, we can only accept and face silently in the long night. When the night went deep, I felt my sister was tossing around in bed. I asked her what happened, and she said she felt uncomfortable after taking the medicine. I know that the side effect of that medicine is very big. In the daytime, I also read the instructions. I said to my sister, if it doesn’t work, I will go to the doctor tomorrow and change the medicine. My sister said, no, maybe it would be better to get used to it. My sister’s tone was light, and slowly, through the night, I seemed to feel that her mouth was bending with a smile. Yes, smile, must laugh. My sister has to laugh, so do we. Smile, for yourself, for relatives, and for those who care, care and need. The rain is still falling. With a hint of smile, looking out of the window, I seemed to see the new green surging on the branch, so vigorous, so strong…… [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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Covered

[Introduction] on a whim, she found out the prose collection of Zhang Ailing’s classic classics that she had read before, and was soaked in the serenity, sadness, in the aloof words, she borrowed a piece of classic words from her to make the end of this collection: There are four households on my floor. One neighbor recently renovated the house, one moved to the new building, and the other raised a puppy. All three families have new trends, and only my family maintains its original state comfortably. The disturbance of renovating the house lasted for two months, which was hammer and knock, no less than the earthquake of magnitude 56 and magnitude 6. The old building shivered as if surprised, and the paint on the wall was like the thick perfume powder puff on the face of the old prostitute who was still pale at dusk. From time to time, with a few squeaky and squeaky electric saws, people at home are not recuperating but suffering, listening to the fragmented dawdling sound, the teeth in the mouth were as sour and soft as Green Pomegranate, and the toothpick fell down gently; Or even worse, it was almost torn to pieces. The moving was silent, and the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves was not so quiet. The downstairs told me that they had moved away for two weeks. Why didn’t you say goodbye? Can’t stand the scene of leaving and sighing? How to say that I have lived in the neighborhood for nearly ten years, and my distant relatives are not as close as my neighbor. I usually borrow money from each other and use some seasonings. Decade, not short! The once shiny blue silk is White now; The once smooth forehead, but now the deep wrinkles can hide a needle. The dog of the dog family was scattered, eating and drinking at home, and Lazar ran to my door. If you farm, you don’t need to worry about farm manure. The poor fur that can’t be pulled out of the Gray does not indicate a stupid brain. A few nights ago, our family of three came back. Lao Juyi fumbled to open the door. It happened that the owner of the dog went downstairs. The dog was locked up for a day and wanted to go out with his feet for a while. The owner hurt his front paws unintentionally, then he was reprimanded, groaning, standing at the door in panic, staring at the owner’s free back disappearing in sight. It was estimated that he wanted to save some face in front of us. The dog turned to bark at us for a few times. The Naughty daughter pretended to run after us. It was so scared that it immediately lifted its legs and ran away. Suddenly, I forgot to stand beside the door, bumping against the security door with golden eyes, stumbling and falling down on the slippery ground. It was easy to stumble and get up, and ran into the house sadly. We couldn’t help laughing at its farce. Three or five seconds later, the guy stabilized his mood and returned home again. He stood at the door and shouted angrily at us to vent all the humiliation. The movers piled things in a large plastic basin (I don’t know if they want it or not). Luckily, that dog fell into a toy store. First, he dug it in the basin for a long time, and then threw old shoes and socks into the corridor one by one. The old man who cleaned the corridor didn’t dare to clean it up. All the people were scattered. Or talk about me. A few days ago, I watched the TV series “Love in a Fallen City” adapted from Zhang Ailing’s novel. White tassels, who was born in a noble family but had a shabby family, fell in love with Fan Liuyuan, a big rich businessman, bai tassled really expected to exchange this love for a lifelong meal ticket card, while Fan Liuyuan, who was born as a bastard, only wanted to stay at the boundary of lover with tassled and dared not to bear the responsibility of marriage, the two played an emotional game as if they were at ease. Facing the bloody life and death of gunfire, love defeats all fetters. The war destroyed a city, but made a deep love. After feeling, I only remember the two dialogues. White tassel: You are too heavy Fan Liuyuan: What? White tassels: I miss you so much that I can’t breathe. I can not afford! On a whim, she found out the prose collection of Zhang Ailing’s classic classics she had read before, and immersed in her words which were quiet, sad and aloof. She borrowed a piece of classic words from her to make the end of this collection: human beings are born to mind their own business. Why don’t we secretly take a look at each other’s private life? Since the watched person did not have much loss, the watched person obviously got a moment of pleasure. When everything involves the giving and receiving of happiness, it is unnecessary to haggle over every penny. What’s the competition? Long is hardship, Short is life. But I couldn’t overcome this little gnawing trouble one day. Life was a gorgeous robe full of lice. 2009 years April 12 [Editor in charge: yuiran]] 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. 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Chicken

Chicken should be an animal that gets along with human beings closely. Such animals are indispensable in the courtyard of the farm. Although chickens need people to make a good nest for them and clean up feces every day, people are still willing to raise such a small creature. After getting along with each other for a long time, although chickens are not as smart as dogs, they can also hear the teasing of their masters and return to their nests obediently in the dark. At the dawn of that day, the rooster would show off its loud throat, and the hen would imitate it like a tongue. Therefore, the rooster was in a disturbance and the day’s life began. The rooster became a free alarm clock. The reason why humans like chickens, on the one hand, may be that chickens do not pose a threat to humans. The origin is that only people eat chickens, and never chickens bite people; On the other hand, it may be because of its high nutritional value. Among them, black chicken is not only a treasure of nutrition, but also a traditional Chinese medicine. It can tonify qi and blood, regulate yin and yang, nourish yin and clear heat, regulate menstruation and spleen, tonify kidney and consolidate essence by only using or preparing compound compound, it is commonly used for rehabilitation after illness and reproductive system diseases of men and women. Even eggs also have the effect of sweet and smooth sexual taste, which can calm the heart, relieve the five internal organs and stop the shock and abortion. Maybe because of getting along with people day and night, people always think of chickens so casually. In today’s increasingly prosperous life, chicken has become a home cooking on people’s dining table. The desk of sacrifice has never been the shadow of many chickens. In ancient times, people always killed a chicken and drank the blood of the chicken to come to justice. In the zodiac sign of the twelfth Zodiac, people did not forget this partner who lived together day and night. Even if they wanted to domesticate monkeys, the ancients would also take out the most defenseless chicken to kill them to scare monkeys. If chickens can speak human language, I don’t know what opinions they will say to human beings. [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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Untitled

I have never measured how many roads I have traveled, and I hardly feel the hardship of the journey. The scenery along the way, whether it is the Green Willow in spring or the colorful sea of flowers in summer,, no matter the golden wheat waves in autumn or the white snow in winter, all these make me feel so kind and pleasing. The scenery is changing in different seasons, but what remains unchanged is my mood. I am used to seeing the ups and downs of the tide. When the tide rises, there will be no fear of being frightened by thousands of piles of snow rolled up by the waves. On the contrary, I will feel that these thousands of waves are like the blooming cotton peaches at that moment, it is so white and flawless, so beautiful, and even has the feeling of wanting to kiss it. After understanding the journey of a thousand miles, you will walk your own way step by step. No matter whether the road ahead is smooth or bumpy, you will be ready to travel. Even if you travel all the way, you will not be afraid of thunder and lightning, facing that tall Everest, maybe many people can hardly reach the summit after all their lives, but as long as they climb as hard as possible, there will be no regrets. 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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They

…… I know her heart is full of love about all this I envy full of envy I’m sad for me still a person I want someone who can understand I can give my heart to rely on I need such a person although a person’s life is very free, sometimes I feel that I can’t stand the freedom of all these. I concentrate on studying all these. I enjoy all these alone. It’s just my self-comfort and my control of loneliness. The efforts I made convinced myself to be safe and reliable. I am an emotional person. The bird said that emotional people were stupid. Even this, I lied to myself and couldn’t see myself clearly. They were all in love. I really did envy ~ ~ 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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毕业季,整理书架上的专业书,竟翻出一本蓝皮的笔记本,有些陈旧,却并没沾染尘埃,好奇,是满溢的情绪,至此,记下二十余载光华,原来,我曾遇见你。 潘婼悕 (一) 六岁,九月,丹桂在落泪。 和所有孩子一样,开始知道有 学校 这么个地方,书包、水壶、雨靴和伙伴。童年,在十年后的今天,记忆是凋落的丹桂,只采撷几片,夹成书签,沾染些文气,然后放进嘴里,咀嚼成碎片,咽入喉咙,穿过食道,直至胃里。 那年,最盼望的莫过于中饭的时光,和小朋友一起,把幼儿园内的桌子,几张搬到一处,排排坐,或拿出一早备好的便当,或等着家长来送饭,比较着谁的菜色更为丰富和可口。我是不晓得自己的便当里有些什么的,因为清晨妈妈在准备的时候我总在吃早饭,等伙伴来邀一起去学校,但依稀记得,每天,嫩黄嫩黄的煎蛋是必不可少的。听说,半熟的煎蛋可以养出音乐家的嗓音,可惜到了我这,估计什么效果都没有了,至今仍是五音不全,跑调到了西伯利亚。等天气再冷一些,就会家长集体来送了,这个 工作 多半是母亲来做的。我比较特殊,不是母亲也不是奶奶,每次都是外婆,父亲更是极少来的,因而那时与母亲的关系是更为亲近的。 长大后,懂事后,和父亲的交流提升了层次后,才发觉我们之间似有更多的共同点,都说,父亲是女儿前世的情人,我总爱开父亲的玩笑: 哈,老潘同志,好福气啊,前世有我这样的情人。 这时的我总会挨上一记额头上的敲打,不重不轻,恰到好处,暖暖的疼痛。每每都闻到厨房里饭菜特有的香味,或是鱼被爆炒的焦味,或是翻炒包菜的吱吱声,伴着橘黄色的灯光,会不自觉地笑,那种光暖是之后在外都感受不到的,以至脆弱时想起,总红了眼睛。 有次,我们都在吃着自己的便当,有个叫 明 的小朋友还没等到他的午餐,大家都瞪大了眼睛注视着门口,那是绿色的油漆过的门,现在多半都见不到这样老式的门了。终于,看见他奶奶收起雨伞,将饭盒递了过来,所有人欢欣了起来,气氛也一下子活跃了起来,大家边说边笑边扒饭。 十年后再遇那帮一起吃便当的人,我总忍不住感慨一句 什么时候能再围坐一张小桌一起吃便当,该多好。 他们会 切 一声,继而拖我进酒店,进歌房,外加一句 你怎么还这么怀旧啊?都什么年代了。 啊?是吧!此时我哪敢说,甚至在梦里,也在不断怀旧那段光景。 (二) 小个子,瓜子脸,虎牙,酒窝,我的启蒙老师。 她,说话温柔,会剪很多漂亮的小红花,会弹那种边踩边弹的风琴,会唱很多好听的儿歌,她是女神,我们所有人心目中的女神。那时候想,长大后,也要和她一样好看,一样会弹琴、会唱歌和剪小红花。十几年后的某天下午,在公车上与她相逢,一样的容颜并未受到岁月的风化,只是多了略显生疏和客套的语气,可能从来是那样,只是我变了,可能从来不是那样,后来她变了,也只是可能。 她盯住我的眼睛,努力在记忆里找寻相对应的名字,我笑,怪不得她,十几年的光华,我不再是梳着羊角辫的孩子,可出乎意料的是她还是念出了我那普通到不行的名字。后在微博上,我感慨万分,抑制不住激动和得意的心情,十几年了,实在不知道自己还有多少个十年来品味之前的光阴。将她让到了我的座位上,母亲赞许的目光,我了然她的心情,母亲向来以传统的方式和严肃的家教来培养我这个不算乖巧的 假小子 ,家境算不得富庶,却始终让我接受最好的教育。 那个夏日的午后,雨大得紧,连路旁的小草都已抬不起头,被雨打得歪斜了身子,我坐在老师的后座,要去作人生第一次演讲,那年,才六岁。远原始的交通工具,是一辆老式的女式脚踏车,老师用雨衣裹着我瘦小的身躯,就剩下两只眼睛骨碌碌地打着转,老师: 不要害怕,到时老师就坐在下面看你。 我点头应允,心想,在我们班的小朋友面前我都不害怕,其他人面前也是一样的。白色的衬衣,翻领上绣着粉色的小花,浅绿色的叶子,褶皱的蕾丝短裙,带着老师的嘱咐和小朋友的寄托,我站在台中央,面对黑压压的人群,突然觉着嗓子紧了,呼吸不顺畅了。两只小手不断地搓着衣角,紧张得不知所措,任凭老师怎么鼓励的眼神,任凭观众一次次支持的掌声,我的第一次就在这么狼狈的情景下画上句点。坐在位子上,我听不到任何的声音,看不到任何的人。 还是得了奖,鼓励奖,几包陈皮话梅,几本写字本。每每忆起这段,母亲总是欲言又止,只感慨老师对我的疼爱, 其实小黄老师早就知道你会怯场,可还是冒雨带你去比赛了。 我点头,了然在心,而今的我自然已不会怯场,在讲台上能收放自如,只是那一次机会,那一次失败,怕是这一生的最初和财富了。 小时候地调皮捣蛋是出了名的,踩坏庄稼独独是因为害怕大马路上的卡车,将药片研磨成粉状混入水中喂给鸡鸭,把小木板当成小船在水沟里飘,想踩上去当滑板,结果跌入水中全身湿透,母亲向来是 纵容 孩子的天性的,只要不是很离谱,换身衣服洗个澡也就权作没事发生过了。只是,父亲会板起脸, 一个小女孩子,这么野,是要闯祸的。 语气里却满是慈爱,我也就不惧怕了。结果,真闯祸了,又一次把人家的庄稼给踩了,老师罚我们站在教室门后的角落里,自然不止我一个,因而四个角落都被填充了,显得越发和谐,面对壁角,竟觉着极为好笑,因而忍不住 哈哈 。老师已站在背后, 很好笑吗? 我想止住笑声的,可怎么都收不住,愈发笑得离谱,结果又多罚站了一节课。 而后的几天,乖了不少,上课也很安静,老师好几次都来问我是否生病了,是否哪里不舒服,我眨巴着眼睛说 没有 ,老师还是不放心,竟放学后拉住来接我的母亲,唠叨半天,意思是我肯定有问题了,这几日都没声响了,母亲回家便仔细盘问我。这是怎么的?我好了倒觉着我不正常了?而今, 淑女 之类的词与我总画不上等号,想来是有历史渊源的。 (三) 七岁,白底红裙,有鞋印。 由于个子矮小,我总坐第一桌,同桌是个男生,黑黑的皮肤,小个子,轮廓不鲜明,倒像是个番薯(呵呵,绝无任何嘲讽的意味,只觉着此等比喻来得极为有趣、也让人欢欣)。那时的位子是一条长凳,若是一个人想起身而不告知另一人,坐得过于外侧的话是极容易 翻船 的,对于 番薯 倒没有很深刻的印象,只记得后桌的 坏小子 。 那天我的白底红花的裙子,有着美丽的弧度和褶皱,老师点名到我回答问题,竟被那小子踩住,怎么都站不起来,当时那个尴尬可想而知。十几年后的今天,与他提起这段过往,他笑言; 不会吧?十几年的事了,你还记得啊? 看着照片上的他,容颜未改,似乎并无很大出入,可我,早已面目全非了,所谓的 女大十八变 ,许是如此吧。 很想提的一个人便是诗惠,每天来找我一起去上学,等我放学,一起跳橡皮筋,一起踢毽子,抄作业(呵呵,小时候就已经不学好了,居然长大了还能学好,真是难得的)。那时的我们一路奔跑着回来,弄得满身臭汗,采路边的野花,踏着泥泞的日子,我总不断地在怀念,直至今日。很多之后的同学都猜想着小时候的我该是乖巧、懂事的,事实恰恰相反。而今的她已有自己爱的人,自己的事业,自己的追求,浓艳的妆容刹那间的错觉,我觉着那不是她,可那还是她啊。 前阵子参加她的婚礼,那样平凡、简单,却异常温馨,人生,能遇得一个值得你托付终生、踏上红毯的人,我以为是种莫大的福分和缘分。求不到,只能遇。或许他是不完美的,可是她爱,或许他是不优秀的,可是她爱,或许他是不温暖的,可是她爱。满心祝福,心里却不断慨叹时间的仓促,昨日还在眼前,今时已不同。 (四) 转学了,在三年级的时候。 遇到了那个常常被外婆提起的女孩子,开始了一段之后一直被津津乐道的友情的典范。相差一天的出生,确定了我是 姐姐 的身份,外婆说过 你是姐姐,凡事多得让着她些。 欢欣之极,终于可以摆出 姐姐 的身姿,来关心和爱护一个人。清秀的脸庞,有神的眼睛,她长得很好看,笑起来更好看,暂且称她为 可心 ,我们一见面,互道姓名便拉起手做了好朋友,那是种默契,和谐得有些让人诧异。 每次放学,喜欢先去她家,一起写作业,然后一起玩,才恋恋不舍地回家,外婆知道我在她家,自然是放心得很。她的字写得非常漂亮,相较于我的 龟爬字 实在是让人自惭形秽的。在可心家屋后,有个小菜园,那里有草莓和其他瓜果蔬菜,还有鸡冠花和一串红,尤其是那些匍匐在地的红红的、可爱的小草莓,教人真是垂涎三尺。一次,可心与我、诗惠一同野炊,捣鼓了半天,被烟熏得泪流满面,诗惠倒是心灵手巧,于是乎,我与可心便乐得清闲了,与可心奶奶一起准备碗碟、纸巾,就等着 大餐 上桌啦。那时的杯子极为老式,印着红红的喜字,玻璃材质的,纸巾也是带着花纹边地,比起现在很多的 清风 知音 来得更为厚实和精致。 到正式开吃的时候,我与可心张牙舞爪的样子怕是吓坏了一旁的诗惠,一盘红烧土豆,成了我们的囊中之物,抢着盘子的感觉而今都回味无穷,那是美味。后来每每相聚,忆起往事的时候总会讲起那盘红烧土豆,或者它并没有那么美味,只是我们抢着抢着便觉着那是珍品了。只是时间过于仓促,还未感知,便到了分别的十字路口。 我有时候会想着往事,抬起头,抑制悲伤的情绪,深吸一口气,说: 成长的必然过程,何苦求那么完满的结果,只记下这段,祝福对方还不够吗? 一次见面,一个拥抱都变得奢侈,手拉手不肯放,那年的天依旧在我头上方,风,还在呼啸,各自走进了各自的班级,而后的几年,都是一段空白,寄给过她一张卡片,却也终究是苍白无力,而后便是零八年末的再遇了,我等下再提。 (五) 那段记忆一直是恍惚的,不清晰的。 如同被面纱遮着的神秘女子,视力不好,加上班级光线问题,黑板不大,老师的字太小,我总看得好吃力,那带着霉味和夏日闷人、燥热的空气,我至今都闻得到。第二桌,第四组,靠墙,靠难窗,唯一至今还被我记得深刻的位子,同桌是个男生,有些固执和小心眼,一旦听写词语总要把自己的本子捂得严严实实,生怕别人看到似的。前不久,我去一些小学考察,发现很多孩子都有这股 小心眼 ,我淡淡的笑,孩子的天性本就是如此的,这无关孩子的品质是好或不好。 后桌的女生视力很好,她的善意抚慰了一个孩子无助茫然的心。老师是个中年男子,多才多艺,细声细语,文学和音乐的造诣都是不容小觑的,我的第一篇文学作品便是在他的指导下完成的。那日整理书橱,翻出那份手稿,觉着相当做作,空谈特谈,虽时至今日亦未全改了这份 空 ,因而忍不住发笑。他,同样姓 黄 ,与我那启蒙老师一样。 认识一位学识、品德都兼佳的女孩子,且称 佳佳 ,她能时不时吟上几句名人的话,或诗歌,或名言,总之条条框框,相当工整。那是 才女 的气息,我而今终于找到这么个词藻来阐述。而那时的我,除了疯,除了玩,似乎并无任何 乖巧女孩子 该有的长处。于是,对她的钦佩,自然是出自内心的,近朱者赤,我的文化小素养,竟也日趋成长。 那时的午餐是在教室解决的,上午的最后一节课,黄老师都会在教室后面的桌子上分菜,然后下课铃声一响起,我们便蜂拥着去挑选。再回到前排,讲台边,打饭,舀汤,老师则要么坐在讲台上,要么坐在第一组靠窗的位子上陪我们一起午餐。他的工作儒雅得好似女子,那真是一位儒雅的男子。那种温馨的感觉是之后大学里我都未曾体会过的,而那时最大的梦想却是 去大学 ,我突然笑了,为这些年来的梦想,为这些年来的追求,也为这些年来到头来的感慨。 (六) 这段回忆录里,他,终究是逃不掉的一笔。 不逃了。很多人在那时,之后,现在,都问起我与他的种种经过和结果,我答不上来,无形中的相连是教人不安的。只能说,他很好,在那段朦胧、羞涩和懵懂的时光里,给了我最完整和最完满的灵魂。只能说,我很无力,不能想什么结局,故事本身便是一种回忆,如果故事有了结局,那么回忆也会终止。只能说,舍不得,因而让回忆延续。 (七) 初中。三年。 现在看来只是一霎,可身处那段时间,还是相当漫长的。炎炎夏日,大汗淋漓,雨天雨点打在脸上,鼻梁上,手臂上,额头上,生疼,湿了裤脚,衣服上沾上脏的小东西,额前的头发扭捏成一团,都是极为让人讨厌的事情。 不久前,初中的几个老同学聚会,说起那时的我,都以为是安静、可人的孩子,乖乖的,标准的好学生,也有的说那会我便 伶牙俐齿 了,已不肯饶人了。 也许真是年少轻狂了 ,我企图一笔带过,怎奈他们回味得不亦乐乎,也不忍抚了那些记忆中的欢声笑语。虚荣,在一定程度上可以带给你莫大的欢欣,好一阵,而那个年纪,我们,似乎都已懂得它。 兰心慧质,那是我的恩师。优雅、端庄、娴静的女子,走路永远都是直着背的,一条直线,诗惠曾不止一次地告诉我 你老师好有气质的。 我认同,笑得欢欣。多年后的今天,她已为人母,身材走了样,面容也变了许多,只是还是很想依偎在她身边的心情,没有改变。那日,她将相机递给自己的先生,一定要与我合影一张,我极其难得的一次配合。 一个男生的名字,一种女生的温柔,相遇 晓伟 ,我的生活变得井井有条,不再孤独,没有寂寞,她总牵着我的手。某晚,与她在网络上相遇,谈及我正在写这段文字,她满心期待请求我一定要让她先睹为快,答应的同时我亦请多给时间予我。初为人母的她,一定有我体会不到的快乐和忧伤,有时候,会想到这么一副画面:和她重逢在风和日丽的午后,孩子甜甜的一声 阿姨 ,不知道那时的自己会有怎样的心情。也许是惊奇的,也许是喜出望外的,也或许是感慨万千的。知道她的先生很疼惜她,我满心祝福,一个女人,最终的归宿,难道不是这样吗? 我曾有过多的理想、追求和对未来的规划,但介于我是父母的女儿,总难免受着责任的牵绊,感念于他们的含辛茹苦,单就一份养育之恩,实在已是偿还不清了,我不愿折腾自己,更不愿意折腾深爱自己的人们,因而平和。 总觉着那时的自己有些稀里糊涂,对朋友是,对老师亦是。科学课代表,认识殷老师,年轻、亲切好似哥哥,谦恭、儒雅,极为温顺。听同学提起,班主任曾不只一次提出撤了我的 小官职 ,缘于我那实在难等大雅之堂的 成绩 ,他却极力反对,说认定我这个 形象代言人 了。而今我也已为人师,自然知道那是对学生自尊心和自信心莫大的关怀和爱护。那张毕业的留影还在我的影集里,那张清秀的脸庞每每都触动我敏感的神经,辗转多年,他后至云南大学深造,之后便没了音讯。同学说他也找过我,并留下电话要我联系,可事情往往这么戏剧化,我竟弄丢了号码,之后便搁置,再也没有联系。 只是,他以温柔的方式呵护了一个孩子高傲、顽劣的心。我而今才知。 (八) 中考,一个据说是转折点的驿站。 看着重点班的学生一日日消瘦,总觉着我们这帮人有些格格不入,甚至有些龌龊,你看那勤于跑小店的劲头,慵懒的午睡,美梦加口水搅拌的糜烂气息。只怕我是更离谱,连跑小店的劲头都省略了,坐着等就行了。 基于一个莫名其妙的梦,进了那所 年轻 的高中,不优秀,但却给了我很难忘的三年光景。至今,求学路上,人生途中,最跌宕的一段记忆,便是它了。就如同小学毕业时,越是重要的人越是不想去记得,因而只字片语都不曾留下,唯有记忆里的笑颜,每每忆起,是感恩的知足。总觉着自己是说不出可以教人放心、宽慰的话的,因而,不说,只淡淡的笑,也好,心绪的宁静,之后,终于被时间治愈的很好,那些心事,都好似加了秤砣的蛇皮袋,灌满泥沙,而后被沉入湖底。好似睡着了的美人鱼,别轻易去唤醒她,因为她会吃了你,不吐出骨头,甚至带走你的灵魂。 那年,希望自己不反感于现实的种种赤裸裸的关系,也不批判,能静静地看,可是,眼里,终究一直带着泪。 (九) 年华没打上烙印,是我束缚了自己。 百分之十的客观现实改变不了,百分之九十的心态却是自己的,幸福、快乐本身很简单,只是追求的人复杂了。 有人说,看我的文字会悲伤,实在不是我初衷。本身很渴求自由与快乐,自然不希望任何人不自由,不快乐,也许这话有些搪塞,因缘若是出自我的笔下,这番解说自是难免的。或为自己开脱,或为文字开脱。某日,发现囊中实在羞涩,于是大肆叫嚷:谁要我的文字?卖了去!虽不称斤称两,倒也衡量一番,终究卖不得个高价,源于没有 红印章 ,不过够几顿温饱,已然阿弥陀佛。 (十) 中考结束后的暑假,炎热,烦躁。 躲在家里不肯出门,无所事事的感觉让人有些浑身不自在。接到陌生的电话,陌生的号码、声音,却了然于我的很多事情,好奇,多少会有。可我终究不是个会将 好奇 和其他放大的人,因为不问,任由它不了了之。或者,他出现在我的视线范围内,或者他只是在哪里与我有过一面之缘,不加考证。 他,如同夏日里的一抹清凉,从不越雷池半步,谦恭有加,而我们的话题也似乎磊落的很,不阴暗,不负面,更加不暧昧不清。有时候会想:也许可以见一面的,看看他的样貌,感受下他的气息,可是终究作罢。因为不忍打破这样的宁静。而今,我能记忆的关于他的部分实在太少,或许这么多年,他早已是孩子的父亲,女人的丈夫,而那些朦胧的美好的年少时的光阴,都被岁月埋在了这座城里。 (十一) 填饱志愿,我有个民主的家庭。 每个父母似乎都希望孩子上重点,重点班,重点高中,重点大学,那么,那些非重点该如何是好呢。我曾想。本身不是重点的人,也或许是害怕竞争,因为不想,也因为无用,我以一分之差跌下重点线。父母一脸诧异,甚至以为我是故意考砸。天知道我并没有那么聪明,也并没有那么傻。 与高中母校的渊源首先来自一个莫名其妙的梦。梦里的我清晰地走过每个角落,校园里的一花一木都好似熟悉的朋友,相见、重逢,可事实是我并未到过。于是,义无反顾地填了她的名字。当然,这中间与父母的体谅和支持有着莫大的关联,或者完全可以去走些捷径进所谓的重点,但他们最终还是尊重了我。这是多年后,我每每想到,倍感安慰和欣喜的事情。 赞 (散文编辑:江南风) 我家微信时代的年三十 前年,公公过生日时曾准备给他买个智能手机,主要目的是想教他们玩玩微信,也好让他们… 国版《解忧杂货店》观后感 每个人都是靠着自己的努力,才走向了更好的人生。 咨询信的答案,只是在鼓励一颗已有… 一个基督徒的情感日记(2018年1月14号) 2018年1月14号: 今天,吴江的气温比较温暖,不似前几天那般寒冷。昨天与今天,吴江的… 做个不停止成长的人 莉莉老师上瑜伽课时带着浓重的鼻音不停咳嗽着。可能不舒服,她今天示范动作少了很多,… 一个基督徒的情感日记(2018年1月13号) 2018年1月13号: 昨天,姐姐和外甥小大卫并没有过来我和母亲暂住的金家坝东湾村这里,… 一个基督徒的情感日记(2018年1月12号) 2018年1月12号: 前天的时候,我说:“母亲明天去昆山。”然而昨天,母亲并没有去昆山…

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I don’t know when I began to fall in love with you. How happy I I am to see you around me. But you didn’t know when I didn’t tell you personally. Although the internet is very developed, you can’t understand what your life is like now. It’s crying, laughing, not hearing your laughter, and who you are, whether I have a love for anyone. I was afraid that one day you called me to tell me that you were going to get married, but I was still waiting for you in my dream. On that day, I didn’t know whether I cried or laughed. I miss you so much, but I can’t have you. Close to you, but unable to hold your hand. I can’t say I love you when chatting with you. So silently watching you, watching you, feeling your joy and sorrow with your heart. Time is slowly passing by. We dare not call you too much every other day for fear that you will be tired of my boring words. Looking at the QQ you are on, I want to talk to you. I opened your QQ, but I dare not say it for a long time. Is it there? I am afraid that you are busy or don’t have too many words to talk with you, and I am afraid that I can’t make you laugh. Although I didn’t hear you say you don’t like me, I accepted the fact that I love you and you don’t love me. I try to love others when you are not around me, and let my love for you hide in my heart and disappear in time. I really want to tell you that I love you. 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…