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[Introduction] more often, in the past, it was like a chisel knife which was neither light nor heavy, carving a few strokes on his heart plate urgently or slowly, for several decades or even the whole life, I never forget that deep or shallow or thick or light left some imprints that Xu she couldn’t wipe out in the bottom of my heart! Many of the past have passed, just like the famous saying: let the past pass! However, the seemingly relaxed expression contains another profound meaning: Although you want to express, a kind of positive emotion that you have to give up and forget the past and face the reality calmly, but unconsciously, it revealed the helpless and unbearable heart, and there was also an invisible message about the past information! However, in the past, it was really like that. It slipped quietly and sneaked away accidentally. Then, when you wanted to reach out and grab it, but it is like the quicksand between fingers, the light spots between leaves, which are invisible and empty? Not only that, but the so-called famous words are just some reluctant excuses for not forgetting the past. Most of the time, the past is like a clear river, flowing in your heart, no matter how you want it to stop, it is impossible. Just like the singing in the dream of a new Mandarin duck butterfly by Taiwan singer Huang An many years ago: the water (but) becomes more flowing. Although the distance of the river is far from today, it only belongs to those yesterday that have already become the past, but this river is still there, and it stays in the unknown wilderness somewhere in life, suddenly one day, when you are surprised to find that it is still so clear and vivid, bright and compelling, and even better than the scenery on the current digital HD LCD screen, in the leisure brain storage cells, you can walk freely. Its flow did not break away from yesterday, nor disappeared from sight. It connects today’s flow segment, from the hair to the end of human nerve, from the sixth sense organ. Living in the real world, the growth is delayed, and it has been flowing towards the unknown tomorrow, as if a piece of: the lonely sail is far away from the blue sky, and the only thing to see is the flow of the Yangtze River in the sky! The landscape of the old days, along the boundless hazy and ethereal River flowing towards the distant sky, flows temporarily until it disappears at the end of sight. Is it an indispensable process? Just like the beautiful hook Moon is destined to stretch out from the east and fall down from the West, just like the delicate flowers blooming in spring and withering in winter, all ages and ages! And more often, in the past, it was like a chisel knife which was neither light nor heavy, carving a few strokes on his heart plate urgently or slowly, for several years, decades or even a lifetime, never forget, deep or shallow or thick or light leave some imprints that Xu she can’t wipe out in the bottom of my heart! The delighted, painful, loved, hated, cherished and abandoned are always like the old and quiet green pine skin at the top of Mount Huangshan, experiencing wind, frost, snow and rain, draw the deep and shallow tree lines, the lines that have gone through the vicissitudes of time, record the situation of yesterday and record the pictures of the past! No one will leave the past completely like the old newspaper, without any trace! Whether it is a great man or a common man, in front of the peaceful and open past, they are all so ordinary and equal. They all stand on the platform of time, looking at the station they once passed, happy or disappointed, the past has been left behind, in the riverbed of memory, forming its existing bending degree and its unchangeable track. It is here, flowing, in the territory of the soul, gurgling, spray Ying Ying! ——! [Responsible editor: yi er]] 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. 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