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Dear, you are like the wind. I can’t catch you. I always come and go freely, teasing you through the clouds and lingering in the sky you love. Dear, I am like a cloud. You said that you can’t control me either. I like crying, because there are too many cold and warm intertwined in my heart. Dear, we shouldn’t meet! There will always be thunder and lightning in the day we meet, which is our passion and also our unspeakable pain. It seems to be a romantic love story and a life that looks so dramatic. Dear, you belong to the wind, you belong to freedom, but I belong to the rain, but I want to be relaxed. The wind stopped raining when I stopped talking. The wind belongs to you, and the cloud belongs to me. If we are destined, we will meet in the clear sky. Because, such a meeting is clean in my heart! 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…