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The New Year’s Eve of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Winter small courtyard

I lived in a small courtyard, accompanied by the second floor. My 86-year-old mother still accompanied by the Bible. She would sing the hymn again when she woke up in the middle of the night. Open the door in the morning, without the breath of spring, the beauty of summer and the harvest of autumn. There was a chill blowing on my face, which made me shrink my neck. Seeing that bonsai was tied with ropes and bricks by us, we were giving it cosmetic surgery to make its posture more elegant and beautiful. I planted little garlic on the basin with nails and grass flowers, stretching my neck with perseverance. I was not afraid of the snow, and the Ice Cube could not collapse. Maybe this year’s ice and snow came too fast, too early. The weak pomegranate tree was bent by the ice and snow. I helped it knock out the ice and snow on its body, and straightened it with a rope. The persimmon tree beside it is slim and straight. The small Jujube tree beside its heel is no problem, which may be protected by pomegranate tree. Cough! I don’t know where the cherry tree is now? I still didn’t protect you well. My brother replaced you with a pear tree. The new pear tree was just received this year. The two new branches on the head looked like the horn debater of a little girl, neither snow nor ice pressed the little debate down. You can see that the papaya tree shook off the snow and ice on its body, and it was still luxuriant and green, which did not reduce the beauty of summer at all. With its tall and straight posture, it held its head high as if it was a guard sticking to the border defense. The sunlight shone on the yard, and on the mother who chased the sunshine, presenting a peaceful scene. Written 2010 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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[Editor’s note] a woman has a home. A woman’s day is full, accompanied by bitterness and loneliness, busyness and helplessness. This article describes a day for an intellectual woman, which should be very representative and concentrate the life similar to that of a woman. When I woke up in my dream, a warm liquid overflowed from my nose. The woman raised her hand habitually and put it near her eyes. The hazy morning light outside the window reflected on her fingers, red, she knew that she had nosebleeds again. The woman turned over quickly, ran to the bathroom, turned on the tap, and let the blood flow with the water. I don’t know when to start, she was no longer afraid of blood since she was a child, and sometimes she liked to see that kind of dark red. This may be the price of growth that people usually say, numbness. However, it will eventually be a mature performance. Women’s own daughters have become big girls, and women who are still pure and beautiful are very pleased with their growth. She is also a wayward person, and she doesn’t want to stop bleeding in any way. I remembered that when I was still a little girl, I often had nosebleeds. It was often that my mother and herself made a fuss. At that time, first-class blood was not easy to stop. My mother took her back and walked dozens of Li mountain road to the township hospital to see a doctor. Once I got sick, I always didn’t recover for a long time. My mother often shed tears for this. The doctor also predicted that this lovely girl was not easy to raise. Luckily, her mother’s tears finally made her big, and she became a healthy and beautiful woman today, a mother who raised two beautiful and lovely daughters, a confident, A woman who loves herself and is kind. After a while, the blood stopped. The woman knew that she was still refreshed after the dawn, and her elegant demeanour was determined. It would not affect her work and mood because of the small incident at night. The woman looked at it was only five o’clock. The air was a little cold in the morning of May, and she didn’t wear a coat. She took a cup of cold water and drank twice and then went back to bed, if you want to continue to sleep, but it must be difficult to fall asleep, you can turn on the light and read a book, and take it as nothing happened. In those years, whenever she was so helpless, she would call her husband loudly. She just wanted to get his pity and love, but it was hard to wake him up every time, even though he woke up slowly from his dream, the blood had already solidified. Later, I learned to be strong and stopped shouting. I would solve problems as soon as possible. Because one day a woman suddenly understands that a woman, even if you are excellent, does not necessarily have sweet and beautiful love to surround you all the time. If someone really cares about you, that must be the blessing you have cultivated in your previous life; If not, it should be a normal and natural life. Women used to feel wronged, but now they are very calm, because she has the ability to make herself proud, that is to know that she loves herself! I won’t be sad because of the silence of the Phoenix. Only in this way can we better protect and raise our daughters and set an example for them. The woman held the book in one hand and her daughter in the other hand, rippling in the ocean of words she loved, feeling really happy. Get up at 8 o’clock on time. Seeing that the light in the study was still on, there was a faint sound of tearing. The familiar voice was almost a year old. The woman knew that her husband had been sleepless for another night. Still intoxicated in the game. The woman works as an editor in a magazine in the city. Today is Sunday, which is the time for the magazine to work. There is a special term for an article to be corrected, and it is to be finalized today. She has to go and see it. The woman swept away the mess several hours ago and wiped the residual blood carefully in front of the mirror. Although the woman in the mirror was almost 40 years old, she still didn’t need heavy makeup, only lightly coated with light-colored lipstick, the black and shiny long hair casually with a hairpin, still touching. People who don’t know don’t believe it. They often conclude that women are less than 25 years old. What’s more strange is that in today’s fashion of beauty, every time her companions ask her the secret of beauty care, the woman is at a loss and knows nothing. The woman put on high heels, fluttering like a breeze, went downstairs and went straight to the opposite bank. The eldest daughter who went to school in other places said on the phone last night that the meal card was broken and the money was gone. She went to save money for her daughter. Then I went to the magazine to proofread the final draft. I went home two hours later and saw my husband playing games on the computer. Calculating the time, he has been fighting for 48 consecutive hours. The woman stood behind him, speechless for a long time. He once said and protested, but he said: this is his hobby, just like you like singing and writing articles. What else can he say? He can’t be deprived of his hobbies. The only hope for a woman is that he can’t be damaged because of his poor health, even for his daughter. Women just stood like that for a long time. He still didn’t mean to end. There was a burst of tears in the woman’s heart. She tried hard not to let it fall from her eyes. Everything became illusory in his eyes, and he could not eat any food, let alone that women were children. It is true that online games are like white opium! But the woman must find a way to save him. In the future, write less articles and communicate with him actively, hoping to have a quiet sky and belong to your own home. The woman turned around silently, took a book and lay on the sofa and turned it over casually. She started cooking after eleven o’clock, and brought the meal to the table at twelve o’clock, asking her daughter to call him to eat, but both mother and daughter had eaten, he slowly picked up the already cold rice and ate it hurriedly. Finally he was tired and went to bed after dinner. The woman packed up everything and sat in front of the computer and began to write. The articles of the last wind collection pen meeting were to be written, and many articles were just started. Some of them could not be written in the middle of the writing. The poems recently written are also pure color sadness, I don’t even know what else to write. The woman still pointed out an article and continued to write. Several hours passed so fast with the words flowing in the woman’s mind. It was four o’clock, and it was time for her daughter to learn dancing. The woman turned off the computer and took her daughter to school. When my daughter walked into the dance floor, she flew around like a swallow, and the woman’s heart was full of happiness. The class began. The woman sat beside her and looked at her daughter sweetly. She is so unique, clever, spiritual and beautiful among children. She learned so seriously that all the older children cried for practicing basic skills. She even smiled and practiced meticulously like a teacher. Pride and happiness fluttered on women’s faces. She also thought of her eldest daughter, who went to a famous school in other places alone. She not only got the highest scores, but also never worried about her mother, and was more considerate about her mother. It is often said that mother is her idol. Women are very proud of their two daughters. I feel that life is really kind to her. When my daughter was in class, the woman went downstairs, walked into an underwear store and bought herself a set of underwear, she is a woman who would rather wear a coat casually than wear a comfortable and beautiful underwear. The outside is for others to see, but the proper beauty and comfort inside is the feeling and enjoyment of being quiet, which can’t be careless at all. Seeing that it was still early, she went to the barber shop to wash her hair again. She seldom washed her hair outside and never dyed and permed her hair. Today she felt tired and didn’t want to go home to wash her hair. After washing, she went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables by the way. It was almost six o’clock at that time. It was time for her daughter to finish class, and the woman went back to the dance classroom. After school, the woman changed her dancing clothes for her daughter, took her little hands and went downstairs to go home. In front of my grandma’s building, my daughter said she would go to her grandma’s house for dinner, so the woman went upstairs and went home alone. The home was quiet, and her husband was still sleeping. The woman thought of every Sunday, every day and night turned upside down, the movement and quietness were not harmonious, and she felt that her heart could do nothing. At this time, the woman couldn’t help feeling a burst of cold air, and the air was solidifying on her head. At this time, a friend called to invite her out for dinner. The woman had already decided not to go out any more. She had been closed for decades, but now she often put herself in the outside world. Almost two months later, she drank, ate, drank tea and sang, after trying, women still want to go back to their previous days, staying at home quietly and writing their own pure and beautiful words. However, when the woman heard the phone call from her friend, she had the impulse to cry, so she agreed to go out for dinner again. The three big men treated him like a VIP, and they could not eat spicy pepper at all, knowing that she liked it, she asked for a special spicy hot pot. The woman was moved to eat this meal, with tears in her eyes several times. But they said, how proud it is for insiders to invite you to join in eating outside. After dinner, they walked her home. The woman went downstairs, said thanks and goodbye to them, and stepped on the stairs to go home. Walking in the dark, when the woman opened the door with the key, she thought of the boundless loneliness and loneliness in the room, and the tender and respected self in the eyes of her friends. Finally, tears flowed down gently! The wall clock on the wall is almost ten o’clock. My daughter has come back. Tomorrow is Monday. My daughter is going to school. The woman put down the shoulder bag and said, “Darling, come here. Mom will take a bath for you. It’s time for you to go to bed.” Well, my daughter rushed over with shouting and hugged her tightly. The woman knows that she can never leave the sweet embrace of her daughters. Although she wants to keep her whole life of physical and mental loneliness, she is so willing! After her daughter slept, the woman sat in front of the computer and began to write the words of her heart again. The lines she typed are still smart and beautiful words, which may be the secret of women’s youth! [Editor in charge: Dielianhua]] 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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Encouragement is like a smile, which makes you full of fighting spirit again when you are lost; Encouragement is like a compass, which makes you find the direction you should go at the crossroads; Encouragement is like a pair of hands, stretch out to help you after you fall down; Encouragement is like a lover’s kiss, giving you courage when you are timid; Encouragement is like a dance, leaving behind your unhappiness. Encouragement, everyone needs you-successful people need you, failed people also need you, lost people need you, successful people also need you ^^^ [Editor in charge: Man Tree]] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. 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…