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Pear

There is another world between the heaven and earth, which is full of pear flowers. You really don’t know. Its name is Nanyang city. Here no humans. Smoke-free hot food, only pear flower, never-ending pear flower, do you want to go to Nanyang city to see pear flower? Looking at Nanyang city in the distance, it is full of pear flowers everywhere, which are very beautiful. When approaching, you will deeply absorb the fresh, elegant and strong fragrance of pear flowers, and immediately feel that the heart and lung are so stretch, it seems to convey beauty, less spectacular, more soft, as vast as the sea, only the blooming pear flowers in front of us, the snow-white pear flowers are inlaid with a layer of shallow Milky yellow, petals are like cheese, thick, it is delicate, silky, sweet and pleasant to contain in the mouth. It also has a soft View, which is extremely beautiful. Every pear flower is pregnant with youth, just like sweet spring water attached to glittering pear petals, delicate and tender…. The sunshine shines on the Pear Flower City, and the swallows are talking happily. It is really a good place. The whole people are relaxed, and the exhaustion is gone. The footprints of troubles are lost in the world. No one can understand the affection of me, a wanderer in the mortal world, to wander here. Don’t say anything more about the delicious fresh fish, Benz and BMW. If so, I would be ashamed to meet Zhuge Liang, who was brilliant and resourceful. Unfortunately he! The good years went by empty, and I felt bold for the turbulent state all my life. Finally, I lost my life. Trees would worry about getting old and flowers would be defeated. How could people not be sad? Alas… There is no one in the world who can call back the youth forever, and who is not old and has no blood, and finally gets a steamed bun. This is probably the area between the inner and the outer people! 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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Early dream

[First dream, first thought] Somehow, she came into my dream that night. I was just happy and complaining. I thought she wouldn’t enter my dream, but I didn’t think about it, so I came. I didn’t dream of her until such a long time passed. What on earth did God want to show! I don’t understand, but I never know the reason. I don’t know what kind of relationship between me and her, just classmates? But I don’t agree with it in my heart. I don’t want to delve into it. I am afraid that I will get hurt again and suffer a huge injury alone again. If I want to simply follow the nature, if the fate comes, I will love it; If the fate does not arrive, I will only sigh that I am alone and affectionate, forget it, but I can’t imagine that the reality is the beginning of future visits. I was wondering if I was too high-profile. To sit in the same room was to burn high Incense. I was blessed in my last life, but now I have such a bad heart. How dare I rest! Excellent, smart, quiet, Just like the Yi people in the dream, how could she face up to me who was so unworthy and backward? I knew at ease that I couldn’t ask her heart, but I never wanted to give up like this! But if she wanted to build a new self, she sighed that she had no proud Capital. How could she admire her? Even if I had Capital, she would ignore her and think of her beautiful, there must be a man in my heart, which is irreplaceable, and she is not a person who hates the old and likes the new, so I have to hide this secret in my heart, thinking, if there is an appropriate opportunity to show her faintly, see her expression and then talk about it, but fear to disturb her study and work and rest time, it has not been said to her until now, now it has reached the date of separation, I think I will never see it in my life! I sighed for meeting each other late, then I sighed for my cowardice. After all, all my mistakes belonged to me. Thinking about what I should do, I really wanted to follow the nature, thinking that I would never see her again, I became more and more sad, it is really hard to load any more, and now it is suppressed again and again, When I can no longer control it, what will I do? I am a person who misses the old. I review all kinds of experiences that I think are worth recalling from time to time, and I think that things are right and wrong again and again, from time to time, she couldn’t help crying alone …… thinking about the past, all her things had entered my heart, only sighing that my heart had her, and her heart had no me. She always loved books crazily in ordinary days, I know that she wants to find a good place to make her family feel at ease, so that she can be worthy of her heart. The spirit of selflessness is admired by all. However, there are many wonderful things on the road. I wonder if she will remember them deeply, maybe she would think that this road was just a small station, not worth hiding, or maybe the space in her heart had already been occupied by another section, no more seats can be left empty …… at this time, I dare not make more guesses, no matter how many, I have no intention. It is already a matter of things and people, and it will never be retrieved. If I had known this, why should I be silent for the first time! I think, if I don’t break out in silence and perish in silence, what I said is that in silence, I don’t know whether I will be the former or the latter. In fact, I know everything, she has been lying to herself all the time —– she also has feelings to lie to herself, but in reality, where does she feel! Miss her heart has been quietly brought out in all kinds of behaviors and actions! I have her in my heart, and she has no me in her heart. I miss her sadly again and again, and the feeling of eating people has become the last thing to live in. Finally, I have to bear it alone. What kind of love is in the world, it only makes people bitter and bitter [think about it] Since that time I saw it, I have buried a foreshadowing in my heart. I have found what I want. I think, I want to seize the target and march forward bravely, but the speed was so fast that I couldn’t reach it. I was disappointed. I fought for it. But the sun was setting so fast that I didn’t respond for a moment. I missed it so much. I was not reconciled, but what could I do, his arms, I think it should be very warm, you are in his arms, why let me hear this sentence, I thought it was their misinformation, but finally found, It turns out that all these are true, and I don’t know how the winter cold plum supports spring, and why it thanks easily in spring. I think it has its own goal, it is just because of external factors. Its strong perseverance is beyond criticism, and it cannot be accompanied by cold winter in the end. Looking alone in the sunset, I want to see the rising of the new day, but I can’t see how to wait. Give it up! Others persuaded me, but I can’t, I can’t give up my beautiful only, even if I am not your only, I will watch you finish this journey and see your figure go away, I won’t let you get hurt at this moment. Even if you hurt me ruthlessly, you will never go back, confirming that sentence, I am not sad, I just don’t know why tears flow. I lived a dirty life and failed. I set foot on a different place with my ideal. I want to see it in a different place, and my heart will not hurt! But I was wrong again! I really can’t get rid of your existence in my heart, I have been deeply rooted and miss you has become my compulsory course every day. Fortunately, you often appear in dreams, but you in dreams are just like reality. If you can’t get together, are you doomed to be like this, my only comfort to see you in my dream has also become my escape. Maybe I shouldn’t see you at all, and I shouldn’t make a false assertion that what I want is you, but the fact has happened, what can I do? I can’t do anything, only when luck comes [I want] I don’t know why I am, but I am not good at language. So far, I have never told her how regretful I am, I didn’t say but now it’s too late. I think it should be warm in others’ arms. I am trying to forget her, but I just can’t get what I want. She appears in my mind from time to time. I think I am can’t get rid of her existence in my heart. But every time I miss her, it is a scene of her talking and laughing with others, which leads to my injury getting deeper and deeper, while she is happy with her happiness, I never thought that in a quiet corner, there was a person who nobody paid attention to her all the time. I wondered if I had been making love by myself, I want to tell her clearly but I don’t have the courage. I really don’t know what I should do. I can’t do anything. I’m really afraid of affecting her happy life now. I think I should bless in my heart. But who will tolerate the person you like in others’ arms. In fact, I don’t want to expect her love to come to me (to be honest, I am can’t help it), but to truly love someone is to hope her happiness to be continued. 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. 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Car

I do not know when, a golden top off the green leaf, is eagerly blue sky and white clouds. When the breeze passes by, the yellow is freehand brushwork, and there is a dark fragrance. The season of osmanthus fragrance is quietly coming. When you are still quiet in the charming flowers in Binjiang rose garden, the Golden Osmanthus flowers are already hanging on the branches under the shelter of clouds and the cool breeze of autumn wind, competing to bloom, the fragrance of the plentiful fragrance touches the nose, which makes you suddenly look back and forget to leave. Gui Xiang had already hit passers-by, but he also broke into the small bus carriage. A fashionable woman approached me with fragrance, inquired about the road conditions and then walked into the rear car room. However, the fragrance dyed my work clothes and got into my nostrils in a flash, which made me wriggle and feel comfortable. The whole carriage was also filled with faint fragrance. The sunlight came from the glass window diagonally, making the carriage seem unusually quiet and peaceful. I think: Isn’t that girl a flower fairy?! Well, it smells good! A middle-aged woman exclaimed at the moment she stepped onto the door. Is cinnamon.! I responded with a smile. The middle-aged woman, with the scent of rare, seemed to be blessed by God and sat on the seat slowly and quietly. When the broken yellow light lightly fell on her face, clearly, her face was filled with a happy smile. This smile will float lightly in the small carriage with the sweet osmanthus, in the Milky Way of golden autumn, and in the harmonious world. (2011-9-30) [I am bus reporter?!]?!] Autumn times feel ashamed of the deep, deep Times feel ashamed of the cold, cool times feel thin and cold. However, the citizens of Nanchang were delighted and busy with eye-catching. I am not looking at the red, yellow, white, purple and other kinds of rose flowers, or I am rushing to see the golden freehand brushwork thin chrysanthemum. People are like beautiful flowers, love is like flowers, and they are so spirited! It is essential to enjoy flowers, and the smell of flowers also has special flavor. Watching and smelling, I kept this autumn in my mind and wrote it into the diary. There were lots of discussions inside and outside the car, talking freely about feelings. A sudden cold air last night wrote the golden autumn into the thin cold. Wearing a single coat, I feel very cool. I sat in front of the steering wheel and looked at the danggui swinging in the wind outside the glass window. I couldn’t help shivering. I was really worried that it would fall with the wind. At this time, the crowd of twos and threes rushed to my car door, and I was still talking about the taste of enjoying flowers. Your little bus reporter!. A man older than me pointed at me and exclaimed as soon as he got on the bus. Sorry, I don’t seem to know you. I stared at him with my big eyes open. Yes, we have traveled to Zhangjiajie together. Seeing me confused, he continued to explain. Oh, I suddenly realized, smiled and apologized, “Sorry, I didn’t care. Which department are you from? It doesn’t matter, so many people will not remember. He also smiled: The driver of bus 205 in I am. I saw your article about our travel in the bus newspaper. Oh, sorry, I don’t know your name. All the names I know have been written into the article. They (she) are asking me for newspapers, saying that they are a souvenir. I apologize again. It doesn’t matter, I don’t know so many people. I Xiong. He still laugh. It was unexpected that the charm of words would make people mistake themselves as a little reporter of public transportation. The same situation happened last time in the municipal public utility group. When a staff member of the propaganda department heard my name, he opened his eyes in surprise and asked again: are you Fu Huanchun?! I was so dizzy that I became a little journalist this time. Unexpectedly, my heart was warm. This golden autumn was very beautiful and gorgeous! (2011-9-30) 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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Leave not

In this cool space, I played with the straw rope symbolizing the so-called happiness on my wrist. Suddenly, the straw rope broke, and the purple beads fell to the floor one by one from the wrist. No sound could be heard, and quietly passed by quietly. Holding my hands tightly, I tried to keep something. When I opened my palm again, I found unexpectedly that there was only a small bead left, with purple in the middle and white in the circle, transparent Purple, transparent White, a closer look, the small purple beads are actually very beautiful, very dazzling. In the past, did I not care about it because I had it? Have you ever seen it with your heart? Maybe, I always thought that it was mine and I couldn’t run away, but I never thought that it would leave me one day. Moreover, I destroyed it myself, and I killed it myself. In fact, I used to care about you, didn’t I? Looking back, I looked at my slender wrist, clean and without straw rope, as if I had lost something most important, as if I had lost everything. I unexpectedly pulled happiness apart, tearing it layer by layer, layer by layer. In the end, there was nothing and nothing I picked up the silk strips left on the black trousers carefully, threw them into the dustbin beside my feet slowly, and then smiled unprecedentedly at the happiness in the dustbin. At this moment, the heart is bitter, sour and sweet, and the cloud is light and the wind is light. After all, I can’t even keep such a little happiness. Since I can’t keep it, then let it leave naturally. Reluctantly, there is no happiness after all. Therefore, ceremoniously, happiness came. Quietly, happiness left without taking away a piece of cloud color, leaving only the once glorious side. He stood up and walked to the window, looking at the people in a hurry in the street downstairs. He came and went in a hurry, holding colorful umbrellas. It suddenly occurred to me that today was tomb sweeping day, a quite strange festival for me. Except for the year when I was six years old, I had never been there for the first time to worship my ancestors with my fellow villagers. At that time, I felt very excited. After Waiting year after year, when I was six years old, I could finally go to bye-bye. In our place, to go to the mountain, we need to watch the days, except the days, it depends on whether the Chinese zodiac matches each other, so I can finally go with you. It is inevitable for me at a young age. I feel excited. In those years, how did you know what Qingming was? How did you realize that excitement was the emotion that shouldn’t appear. Looking at the cloudy sky again, I couldn’t help recalling that I had learned Du Mu’s poems. The Qingming Festival rains one after another, and people on the road want to die. Asking where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy pointed at Xinghua Village from a distance. Looking back on those years, actually I didn’t know the meaning of it very well, but I had a strange feeling for this poem. People who wanted to die on the road made people feel very sad, with a kind of sad beauty, heart, it is also thin and cool, and there is always a sense of sadness and beauty. That kind of feeling, just like thinking of him accidentally, makes me feel distressed and worried. However, he can only be regarded as an old friend! The happiness that cannot be kept is destined to either forget it or let it drift alone. Although it is so unforgettable, even though it is finally branded with scars, it will not regret. [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…