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Dream

The sky is blue, the clouds are fluttering, the streamer is easy to throw people, the silk is broken, and the banana is yellow. Yan Nanfei, Yi people get drunk, looking back, there are two or three people, where is the way back? Pink Pink, lips slightly open, eyes like clear streams, hair like waterfalls. Noise ear, buzzing, mind to say, canthus crystal slip, like Moon silver sand, magnificent vulnerable. Looking back, people went to the building, guqin was still there, a wisp of dark fragrance, just like a dream. Life is alive, just a dream. When I wake up from a dream, I will know the boundless 18 years, full of depression and sorrow between my eyebrows. Where should I go? Strolling on the bridge, looking around, the Willows bowed their heads, the green was dim, the cold winter was coming, and the North Wind was steep. Willow is like a stone looking at his wife in the wind, firm and tenacious, looking at everyone walking on the bridge, who on earth is its return? Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the time goes round and round, and the familiar north wind of the year, the old willows are looking forward to the heart, who on earth is it waiting? Perhaps the water under the bridge knows its mind best. It is waiting for spring and green. Time flies, the Twilight has come, the moon rises to the east, the spring water holds the moon and sings, the bright moon touches the water and laughs. Under the reflection of moonlight, the stream is like a silver ribbon. With gentle moon and clear water accompanying lonely willows, it is contented. In the spring of next year, it is the most beautiful. I miss the leisure and cozy dance in the wind. Now, it will wait quietly in the wind. Time flies like. People are getting older in time. I sigh with emotion a lot. The years have made people look old, but my heart is still passionate. When I was young, I should have galloped and started to pursue dreams and work hard. The fog dispersed and woke up, and I finally saw the truth, which was the silence that Qian Fan had gone through. My heart was like a wash. I raised my head to look at the sky, the bright moon was in the sky, and the stars were dotted. I looked at the city in my sleep, where the wind encompassed the tranquility of the night. The Moon sprinkled Silver Frost on the Earth, the stars blinked, and people were mottled. Beautiful night, beautiful water under the bridge, beautiful willows on the bank. 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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Angel

[Introduction]: on the picture: a playground with rockery, fountain and various amusement facilities. I thought he was drawing a children’s paradise in his dream, but take a closer look at the name marked above is actually the open space in front of building 7 and building 8 behind our farm office building! It is a prospect plan! As usual, there will always be a small acceptance check after the first art class. This time, I still let the children draw an imaginary picture with my dream as the topic. I know this is a less creative theme, but it is very popular among children. In the past, the dreams shown in children’s works were all the contents of eating, drinking, playing and enjoying which were closely related to them, such as: wearing the flower dress bought by my mother, getting a Transformers, having a birthday cake with the kids, the kids were quietly drawing, and the serious expression clearly told me that they would paint their most beautiful dreams with brushes and colors! I watched their paintings among the children while figuring out what they were thinking in their little heads. Suddenly, the unique idea of an eight-year-old girl attracted me. The skew and childish picture shows that a girl is driving a helicopter with two Popeye arms stretching out and holding a beautiful house, below are rolling mountains like basins. I asked curiously: eh! What do you mean by drawing? Can you tell the teacher? She cocked her little head and said seriously: My house is going to be demolished. What a pity that such a good house has been demolished! My dream is to move it to Sichuan by plane and let the children in the disaster area live in it. What a wonderful idea! I can’t tell you my mood at that time. The girl’s young heart carries not only cloth dolls and flower skirts, but also such a precious love! I stroked her braid and encouraged her to draw well. Leaving the girl, my eyes remained on the picture of a boy again: an amusement park with rockery, fountain and various amusement facilities. I thought he was painting the children’s paradise in his dream, but take a closer look at the name marked above is actually the open space in front of building 7 and building 8 behind our farm office building! It is a prospect plan! He told me: we are rebuilding here now, and I hope the back of the office building can become like this! My heart is more excited. Children nowadays are really not easy. Their little brains are no longer filled with lollipop they want to eat, flower skirt they want to wear, and electric toys they want to play. The changes of state affairs and hometowns that seem to have nothing to do with their luxury at ordinary times have been implanted into their hearts imperceptibly. They have learned to love their hometowns and care for others, and they have learned to keep pace with the times! This imaginary painting of children’s works makes people feel refreshed and excited. Some paintings offer love to children in disaster areas, some paintings show changes in hometown, others drew a pair of angel wings to help the old man cross the road. I looked at the lovely children and felt that they were obviously Angels one by one, with angel-like glittering love! I posted the children’s works and held an exhibition. The name of the exhibition was Angel’s dream! [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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Medical treatment in different places followed by huge medical expenses. Because the hospital he was in was the second-class hospital, while the hospital his father used to live in was the third-class hospital. Although there were differences between China and the West, the third-class hospital eventually entered the second-class hospital from the third-class hospital, the municipal hospital refused to issue a referral certificate for us in any case. Some people say that this is because the transfer means that the original hospital has to allocate part of the funds to the transferred hospital, while others say that refusing the transfer purely means localism, local patients usually don’t let other hospitals take up medical expenses. Because of these so-called medical systems, 8% and of medical expenses could have been reimbursed in this city, but when they arrived in a certain city, they had to pay all themselves. It is said that even if the transfer procedure is completed, the remote can only report 50% at most. In this way, father’s medical expenses were at least 1W per month, which was undoubtedly a heavy blow to a working family. Therefore, I understand more deeply why many people in rural areas have no money to see a doctor. How many people gave up treatment because of the high medical expenses? I am afraid that if it is really counted, the number will be amazing. Don’t be sick, don’t have no money, this is how many people sigh the reality. Under such circumstances, how long can we last? And will father get better because of such medicine? Many problems hit the family together. We have been saying that we should have the spirit of dedication without pay. However, if a person has devoted his whole life silently, but the ending in the end is just that he is sick and has no money for medical treatment, then how many people will be willing to contribute foolishly? Who cares about the pain of patients. 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…