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Be You

I always believe that it is fate and luck to get to know you, Great China, with a vast population of more than one billion people, and I unexpectedly got to know you, the best boy in the world. You have been admiring me all the time. In fact, only I know that I am a little woman who doesn’t grow up. Busy with work and taking care of the elderly and children, I will forget myself when I am busy. You will scold and complain. Oh, it turns out to be missed, and being criticized is also a kind of sweetness. The weather in the North is changeable, with groundless wind rising and unreasonable rain falling. In the days when wind and rain are coming, there will always be your gentle care and instructions. Therefore, wind and rain also became the decoration of the warm world. There are always frustrations and twists and turns in life. Being misunderstood, working pressure, and the experience of changing life will only cry in the endless dark night. You will accompany me day and night. You said, I am the descendant of King Tang, then I should go beyond the wind and rain of my soul. It’s really good to be thought of by you. The road ahead is still unknown, but I will face it with a smile, because behind me, there is your concern. [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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Summer Rain

In the burning summer like fire, I somehow felt anxious worries, complicated troubles and unreasonable sadness, as I was looking for the answer with my heart. The passing days are like withered leaves in the wind and rain, and the years will continue in the drifting. Everything in the past was gradually scattered in the passing rain, the frustrated street filled with rain and fog, and the confusion was immersed in the eaves canal with rain. Only the Lonely person muttered to himself in his dream. At the dry crossroads, looking for the source of rain and dew alone, exploring tirelessly, and finding a pool of blue waves like songs. Or because of the heat, I prefer the storm and rain, explaining the broken life in the wind and rain, just like the sadness of the moment when roses are fragrant and suffering from the wind and rain, and the brightness and fragrance gradually precipitate. Lonely intersection, can not find a destination to escape, chaotic thoughts wandering in the heart rain without direction. As time passes, I get used to walking alone in the rain, letting the unintentional raindrops knock on my body. Only people who are physically and mentally exhausted will walk in the rain, and they can’t find the direction of comfort, but only find the stop point for loss. Looking up at the misty sky, I can’t find the bright trace of yesterday. Perhaps, the birth of sad songs is not the inspiration of poets, but the encounter of fate. Through the Heart Lake soaked in the body, stepping on the ground with fallen leaves. Staring at the dead leaves falling in the sky, I sighed with regret for the sadness of fallen leaves and the fragility of life. It turns out that the so-called magnificence is like a rainbow after rain, leaving a series of poetic things gone. 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…