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Casual

Today’s life can’t be said to be good or bad. It can only be said to be gray and dull. When I am idle, I turn on the computer to listen to music and watch movies. Although I hold a book in my hand, I can’t put it in my mind all the time, it is estimated that the memory is not enough, I change clothes and occasionally take photos, I delete all the unsatisfactory ones, although the TV programs are not wonderful, my roommate and I can laugh to my stomach ache, bad environment, no matter how quiet the mood is, it cannot be calmed down. I don’t know when it will start, and I won’t care about any sad things. Maybe it will pass by laughing alone behind my back. The indifferent mood is as transparent as it is, don’t worry about anything, walk straight to the end of the road, the sky is blue and white, accompanied by sunshine under the clear sky, don’t care too much about others’ eyes, squinting at the sun alone, with a slight smile, I tried to breathe and then raised my head to look up at the sky, feeling the peculiar smell of youth and time. It was just such a slight passing. I was never lucky how carefree my life is now, it’s just something that will never come back. I’m not non-mainstream, let alone killing Matt. I’m just myself. That’s all. I can laugh, heartless smile, and laugh at the sorrow of the world, laughing at the vicissitudes of the years, laughing at my ignorance, I can also cry unscrupulously, just like a child, without reason, maybe losing candy 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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Drizzle

Yesterday, this small city struggled in the roaring wind. Today, it is bathing in the drizzle. My dormitory is on the fifth floor. When I open the window, I can see the tall trees in front of me, the table tennis court under the tree, and the cement pavement beside the stadium. In this hazy rainy day, few people pass downstairs because they are afraid of the cold. I still looked out of the window. Everything was veiled in the rain, permeating with hazy beauty. I enjoyed this loneliness quietly, with the sigh of time in my eyes, standing in the breath of rain, wandering in every post station of life, meditation dissolves in the spray and beats the unsunk islands in the sea. Only for this curtain of rain, you can have a lot of reverie, counting the sound of rain kissing on the window glass, you can expel sorrow and annoyance. The Sun lost its light, and the drizzle decorated the world. The rain flew into my heart, soaked in sadness. I have seen many rainy days, but I didn’t watch a rain quietly like today, just like the pain that I learned to cherish after losing. I have experienced so much loneliness that I never need anyone to accompany me. I have been constantly hurting spring and sad autumn under the narrow boxer sky. I lost a little sad memory when time turned to the stars. I painfully found myself in the memory and tried hard to find the silly boy who used to run in the sun. He once made great efforts and made unremitting efforts, he was once full of smiles and passionate. Now, he stood alone in front of the window, looking at the sad rain with sad eyes, sad alone. The former high-aspirations made him understand that he didn’t know how high and generous he was. The unremitting struggle once and again pushed him to the bottom of the valley, and he saw the truth clearly. How many spring and autumn years have I experienced? It seems like a dream. The flowers bloom and let me feel tired and sad. The four seasons of rain and snow make me intoxicated but haggard. Maybe I am too pessimistic, and the reality is indeed like this. Counting the fleeting years, my head is empty. This is not a dream, but what is it? Looking at a curtain of drizzle outside the window, I sighed the ruthlessness of the years and the bitterness of the past. Look back, don’t look at the rain, simply put what you think into your dream! 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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Leeward

[Introduction] although the wind is not necessarily good, it is definitely poetic. Because, if there is no wind, there may be the magnificence of the desert and the smoke, but there will never be the comfort of the clouds and clouds. Speaking of wind, I always think of rain. It seems that if the wind does not dance with the rain, it will lose its graceful charm and charm. For example, gentle and gentle feelings of gentle wind and drizzle, heroic and magnificent of fierce wind and rainstorm. All in all, the wind is raining, which is a nice refreshment. However, the wind, away from the rain, is also very beautiful. After that, the candle shadow shook the sadness of the wind, and the Willows made the spring soft; After closing the curtain of idle wind and moon, there were also broken flowers and floc; The cold autumn bamboo cut off the night window, there is also a hundred stars of Orioles. Wind, hidden in Fallen Flowers, hidden in flying swallows, hidden in cooking smoke. Wind, if it is a poet, I am afraid that all the words will be pale. In the spring dream, he was the most familiar with the amorous feelings, touched the young girl’s feelings, wrinkled a pool of spring water, sank the paper drunk gold fans; In the summer, he was the most considerate, scattered the hair beside the boat, dyed the sky at dusk, and danced the green shade outside the court; In the cold autumn, he knew romance best like him, changing the smoky dress and stealing the dream of Chaoyun, he brought the amorous feelings of the bright moon; When he stepped on the snowy sky, he knew the most pure as him, which tightened the steps of the prodigal son, made him look prosperous, and made the clouds and sky clear. What the wind brings to people may be the gentle whispers of shy girls, the strong painful poetry, or the dilemma in struggle. Although the wind may not be good, it is absolutely poetic. Because, if there is no wind, there may be the magnificence of the desert and the smoke, but there will never be the comfort of clouds and clouds, nor the freshness of the spring breeze touching the green south of the Yangtze River, let alone the eternity of wind and sand. Now I think the wind is really changeable. When I walk in the clouds in the rain, there will always be different wind and different feelings. However, before everything brought by pinfeng, how many intentions have been simplified! I used to think that the moon was the setting sun and the drizzle, in front of the long hair of youth in the wind; I used to think that desolation means desert means thin horse means solitary smoke, in front of the eyes of the wandering with wind blowing pain. Just because I didn’t think carefully, what I missed in the old days had to try my best to carve its beauty and spirit into the soul at the same time. Nowadays, there is always a feeling of dependence on wind, no matter in Jiangnan, Saibei or in water. Therefore, I couldn’t help talking to myself in a low voice, always standing against the wind, fearing that the wind would feel inappropriate after hearing it and would not reply. Like (prose editor: Yue ran) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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No matter

The scene of crazy running when I was a child was absent-minded last night, in a flash, the children of classmates and friends called my uncle I heard who got married a few days ago. I don’t know how many classmates and friends are left to accompany me in loneliness. When I first received good news from my friends, I always said, buddy, what’s wrong with you? If you want to get married, there are still a lot of beautiful women in China that deserve our struggle! Maybe he is really helpless, maybe he has found true love. Anyway, he is a parent now, and I am not a senior person. Now I hear who is going to get married, except for the blessings in my heart, there is only a bunch of sense of decline left. Marriage is an important thing in our hearts. Maybe the symbolic meaning is greater than the actual one. I always hear people around me say, what? He is also married, what? She also got married, and finally she would think of who she married. Is she handsome? Beautiful? Rich? Virtuous? I have been comforting myself with the spirit of Ah Q all the time. What’s the big deal with marriage? Isn’t it just two people, one red book, and one divorce? Always treat feelings unseriously, lose one and find another, find one and then lose another, always think that there are endless women. When I am really old, what else can I leave? When it comes to being old, I may be alarmist. But time has proved that if you don’t care about him, he doesn’t care about you. I’m a little scared unconsciously. Now think about it. Some of the old man’s words are right. Those words I disdain are really right. Mom’s nagging is also from the heart, not casually. First, I saw what my brother wrote. I am waiting for you in the way of staying still. He said that this was the most romantic thing he thought of. I tried to feel him. I couldn’t feel him. Who could feel him. I don’t think that is the most romantic thing. I read a little bitterness and sadness She imagined the future days in her heart, just like what a girl told me. She thought of her and my future days. She said that I was cooking in the kitchen with an apron, she watched TV on the sofa and ate melon seeds. There will always be such a hero on TV who will see his lover’s tears. Just, who am I willing to cook? Only a few people will appreciate the beautiful classical music, and only a few people can understand the profound affair movies. Talented thinkers and litterateurs are always lonely. This is the so-called high and low. Perfect love only exists in the deep heart. The main melody of life is to buy vegetables, go to work, take a walk and make noise. Some people say that love is worth cherishing. I said, love doesn’t matter whether it is OR. When you meet the bridge, you will pass it. If you have a car, you will let it go. If she scolds you, you will listen. If you don’t get used to it, you will run away, if you have cheap food, you won’t buy expensive ”’ love is simple In the future, I will slowly learn to experience, try to be grateful and listen attentively. Strive for a home earlier! 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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Worship static

A person, after thinking for a while, find something to do and pretend to be busy. Alone, huddling up, looking for warmth, the sky was getting dark, and the cold came as promised. The light of a person is gloomy and turned to bright, but the eyes can’t stand the light any more. I went to the supermarket alone and bought a lot of things. I didn’t know what to eat, but I still went Aside. I didn’t know who to ask and what to eat. A person’s room, suddenly surrounded by the empty space, the refrigerator occasionally worked, a dull sound, poured a glass of water, the sound was still clear echoing in the ear. The sound of a person, the music you like, the decibel on the top, no matter how loud it is, no one cares. The air is vibrated violently, the dust is scattered, and the eardrum is painful. Even if a person is unwilling to cook, he will never dare to taste the taste of instant noodles. The sound of eating instant noodles is circling around the room. At that moment, you want to cry a little. A person, after finishing the meal, sat in front of the dining table, threw it down after eating a few mouthfuls. A person, washing the bowl, making a sound in the pool, dared not to think why such sensational words were needed. A person wants to make a phone call, but he doesn’t have the courage to put it down gently. A person wants to send a text message, but there is no reason to keep it secretly. A person, fluffy hair and stubble that hasn’t been shaved for several days. A person cannot see any star clearly in the night sky. He wants to go back to the room to get his eyes, but suddenly he feels ridiculous. The first quarter moon lacks a big corner. How about the full moon and the lack of Moon? Will someone help you count the stars and sit quietly with you. A person, the sunset, the sunset is boundless, not warm. One person, balcony, dare not overlook, Breeze night. One person, in the morning, the window was Frost, suddenly love snow. A person’s long street, deep and long, is not an illusion. One person, the park, watching double chairs, leaves stacked. A person, on the roadside, looking at the distance, came to the car, did not know which city is the next stop, unable to take, and did not know which city to go. A person, walking, falling leaves on the ground, scars on the ground, the involvement of leaves and trees, like the edge, was blown off by a gust of wind, sleeping for thousands of years. Standing alone in the corner of this city not far from you. Quietly and gently, flowing away, walking, without purpose, without purpose. A person, the rubbing sound of pen on paper, the sound of turning books, the broken memory, everything, writing thoughts, writing thoughts. A person, tired, tired, it was already early in the morning, gradually fell asleep, forgot to cover the quilt, no one helped you cover the quilt. Or one day, I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night, outside the dark window, the sky was waiting for the sky light to occupy one second, and what were you waiting for? Looking at the ceiling blankly, watching the dust falling on my body, waiting for the dawn, waiting for the suffering of the next day, waiting for the initial aging and the so-called beauty. A person, write a sentence, afraid of being alone alone, so refuse a group of people to have a carnival, refuse, but you are still lonely. A person, the sky, looking up at the big blue, only a pale and lonely cloud, at this moment you think of yourself again. One person, quiet, dark quiet; Light quiet, clean. One person, quiet, quiet; Dead, quiet. A person, looking at the photos on the screen for a long time, a long time… a person, thinking of a person, is not just talking. 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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Familiar and Street

Love you, love the magnetic sound, love it, hopeless. Listening to the song you sing repeatedly every day, every time I listen to it, my heart will beat without rhythm, faster and faster. I can’t control myself, imagine, imagine your appearance, fantasy to have a vigorous love with you, fantasy to live with you, I am just dreaming. 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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Cotton Rain

[Introduction] Somehow, I suddenly thought of the fallen leaves and residual flowers all over the ground, and then I thought of the spring sleep without knowing the dawn. I heard birds everywhere. The rain and rain came at night, and I knew how many flowers fell. Poems. The dense rain lasted for nearly half a month, but it didn’t mean to stop. Every time I looked up from under the umbrella, what I saw was the gloomy gray sky without exception. If in the past, next ten days and a half months, what in my heart would only be joy. But now I don’t like listening to the rain any more, watching the rain and getting wet, so I have already wanted to complain after a day or two. Together, when it rains, my mood will be broken. One night when I woke up in the middle of the night, I heard the sound of the rain outside the window, but no matter how hard it was to fall asleep, I just calmed down and listened quietly. The sound of rain knocking on the ground or on the window glass, I didn’t know whether it was because of my mood at that time or myself. I heard it as if something had been torn up, so I decided that the rain was soaked in blood. I really wanted to get up in clothes to see what happened, but I didn’t dare to, so I just listened carefully. Somehow, I suddenly thought of the fallen leaves and flowers all over the ground, and then I thought of the spring sleep without knowing the dawn. I heard birds everywhere, the sound of wind and rain at night, and how many flowers fell. Poems. The heart is like the withered flower, falling into the water and being submerged by the rain, the wet is full of water. Those who accompany me to watch the rain, listen to the rain, get wet in the rain and walk with me in the rain are not around me now. Listening to the rain, thinking about those girls and boys, thinking about the difficulty of meeting again in the future, I felt a burst of wet sadness in my heart. Listening to songs is played randomly. However, the songs seemed to have made an appointment to bully me together, and one song after another was soaked in the sadness like rain. Then I remembered that I liked to listen to such songs, so I had to shake my head and smile bitterly. It is said that there are thoughts in the day, dreams in the night and thoughts in the day, but there is no dream at all. Sitting quietly at the moment, thinking of the rain in my ear, with the wind, I closed my eyes and wanted to sleep. I thought: maybe in this spring sleep, I can see the familiar appearance. [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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That year

Quiet night, I don’t know where you went quietly. I still miss each other quietly, but I don’t know why I still remember. I can’t give you that night, I love you. Gently, I want to finish walking, and the place you have been. Send Sky Acacia, without address. You don’t know where you went, but I am still standing there. You don’t have memories, but I can’t forget you. Doomsday, Doomsday, now I want to tell you quietly. Like (prose editor: Yue ran) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Spring want

In the first spring thunder, you broke through the barrier of darkness no matter in the cliffs or in the deep mountains and ravines, you are showing your vitality and going forward forever. In the first spring rain, you get rid of the shackles of bondage no matter the Lightning or thunder or the wind you show your beautiful smile in the first spring breeze for the blue color of the sky for the persistence of no regrets in your heart you dance in the sunshine of spring adult article the love of nature gives you a handsome face you it is a girl dressed in green Luo swaying beauty in the south of the Yangtze River. The blood of the ancestors gives you a broad mind. You are a wise man who holds all things. Watching the vicissitudes of the sea, the favor of danqing’s calligraphy is given. Your eternal color you are the unyielding messenger you are the embodiment of integrity you are the wonderful in the picture scroll of poems and songs you are forever in the souls of Chinese people 2 swallows returning to the south in Spring Sing happy songs and songs scattered on the land in front of the door Grass in sleep insert wings of flying the wind on the balcony change into thin neon clothes the corners of the clothes light yellow of Poplar passing through the flower bed climb up the shy face the sunshine in the clouds open the warm chest walk into every atrium the old man with tai chi the figure is becoming more and more heroic, sitting in front of the window, I began to imagine the moment of green waves in the text, holding the sun in one hand and holding the moon in the other hand, walking into the small village where peach blossom is blooming. 3 spring I miss the wind the gentle spring breeze is the girl’s tenderness in the season slim waist I yearn for flowers yearning for the long wild flowers on the hills it is the mother’s smile stationed in the journey Yan Rong I yearn for snow yearning for the heavy snow in the North the fairies with six petals are all over the mountains and plains. My glittering dreams are chasing freely between the heaven and the earth. I am longing for the moon, longing for the eternal bright moon in my lover’s heart. No matter the wind, the rain, the sky, the Earth and the sky Shining the luster [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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The fun room

My friend, if you are not happy on this beautiful and happy Christmas Eve because you have no room, I will give you the beauty of the Safe Night as a room! If you are still unhappy and are still having a conflict with lovers because of your house, I will give you a happy Christmas Day as a house on a happy Christmas Day! If, at this time, you are still not really happy because of your house, but just cheer reluctantly. Then, I will give you the auspicious and festive Chinese year! Let you share with us the peace and joy of prosperity and harmony. At this time, if you already have some happiness, but not much, nor complete, I will give you the shore of the East China Sea and the axis of the South China Sea! Let you fly freely with us. At this time, you have already been happy, but there is still a trace of worry. Simply, I will give you this extremely harmonious universe together with the world! Let you travel between the heaven and the Earth, stay with us, turn decay into magic, and recall the boundless happy universe. At this time, like us, you have become a truly happy and brave person. Then, friends, let’s come together! Or dress up as Santa Claus, or become a happy angel, and dedicate the blessings and happiness of Christmas Eve, Christmas and Chinese year to our motherland, our lover and all mankind! Raofeng to be continued, whose pen name is South Bridge Rao Haocheng (net name: success is in sight) on December 24th, 2011 in Husi town, Jiangxia district, and revised in South Bridge of Jiangxia the next day. 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…