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[Introduction] as if looking forward to the coming of a holy wedding banquet, my daughter and I washed the Bomei who was about to get married clean, fragrant and pleasant that night. We believe that after making efforts to plan and arrange the ideas, the following things must be logical and follow people’s wishes. Bomei is a dog raised by our family. Its breed is a valuable Desert Dog. In the last week of last summer vacation, I spent 1000 yuan to buy it from the dog market, which was only a few months old. A circle of white eyelashes, like the leaves of palm trees, closely attached to the black round eyes. When I first saw it, the pair of long eyelashes blinked up and down, and the whole body was white like a white fox reincarnated for thousands of years, charming and enchanting. I, who never took the initiative to approach the dog, unexpectedly took her into my arms happily, like holding a young child. I was extremely happy. After being kept at home for a period of time, Bomei’s home was no longer like home. Her quiet life was disrupted in the past, so she had to be sent to the repair shop in trouble and the balcony on the third floor was used as her temporary place. In hot summer and autumn, Bomei could not hold on any more. When I found something bad, things had become worrying me. For several days in a row, boiled eggs used to be eaten became garbage cleaned everyday. The tail of expressing feelings and meaning will no longer wander happily like fish in the water in the past. For teasing and calling, it completely loses interest, showing a kind of numbness, dullness, indifference and depression. What worries me is that she no longer eats. It is very difficult to stand and walk. Even if you stand, it is like a piece of yellow leaves hanging on the branch, which makes you tremble and shake constantly. There were several red liquid of bomeila on the ground, which made me think in horror that there were two dogs a few years ago. It was also because of the same sign that the treatment failed to end my life. Thinking of this, my heart was as painful as being hit. People and animals both need care and recuperation. If they don’t care but insist on raising, are they wasting their lives in the end? I don’t want to buy, but I prefer to buy, who can control who?! This time, Bomei may be doomed. There was no time to delay, so I quickly informed my husband that Bomei would be sent to the pet hospital at noon. After the anti-inflammatory injection in the afternoon, Bomei was brought back to the factory. I soaked Bomei with the dog food I loved before. Go to the third floor to check the situation before work, carefully try to take the dog food away to see if there is any reaction, but suddenly I was surprised to hear the low sound of Bomei food. After only one day’s injection, Bomei’s spirit began to improve. Her appetite had increased and her body finally stopped shaking. The next day, Bomei, who had taken a bath, was not white but much better than before she got sick. I was glad that Bomei was safe and sound this time. I dared not to let it be left unattended any more and accepted the reality of Bomei returning home silently. Home is warm for both humans and animals. Not to mention that the fixed amount of three meals a day can still keep the heat, and the bustle of people coming and going can also make loneliness become jubilant. There were also two activities of walking outside at noon and evening in one day, which created time and opportunity for Bomei to recover quickly. Every week, when taking a bath regularly, Bomei’s fur becomes more and more fluffy, soft and whiter. Only the fur under the thigh that is not combed in time is tangled like clouds in the sky. I thought Bomei’s disease was like ointment shortage, but I didn’t expect to recover soon after treatment. This is the luck of Bomei and our family. Just a week ago, when I observed my daughter, I found that Bomei’s dirty red body accidentally and reported it to me without knowing what to do. I was noncommittal. My husband calculated carefully that the one-year-old Bomei had reached the spring period when he learned the news. However, how to deal with this problem? We go out early and go back late every day when we go to work. Not only do we not know the people who raise this kind of dog, but we even have no chance to contact the nearby dog walkers. This seemingly simple question made us puzzled for a while. At this time, my daughter provided a message, saying that there was one in our yard. I took Bomei down that day, and saw that the aunt downstairs was holding the same dog as Bomei. The aunt also asked me, is your dog a male dog or a female dog? I said it was a bitch, aunt said, then they wouldn’t fight. There are matching desert dogs in the yard, but how can we contact each other. No one knows who, the difficult time, the difficult thing to talk about, just had a little look, but encountered a new bottleneck. Telephone, I remembered the mobile phone. Although I didn’t want my child to participate in it, I couldn’t do without the help of my child. I can only let my daughter consult the dog-keeping experience concisely when she meets her, and contact the phone number of both parties. A thing we hadn’t met in the past made our whole family think hard about it. There was a god’s chance in the world. On the way we took Bomei to the hotel to take a bath, my daughter pointed at a dog under the dim street lamp and exclaimed, looking at the front, that was the one on the road! At the moment when her husband shook the window and opened his mouth, the middle-aged man who led the dog blurted out unexpectedly, removing his family name and calling out her husband’s name kindly, as if he had known him very early in the past. The husband couldn’t remember who the other person was. It seemed unimportant. The important thing was that the other person knew his husband and left a phone call soon. Next, we discussed what we need to do in the car: after Bomei gave birth to several dogs in the next few months, she asked the other party to choose one in return. If the other party was unwilling to adopt the dog, then you can pay the other party according to the rules. Extra dogs are sold to people who like dogs by their daughter’s grandma. Just like looking forward to the coming of a holy wedding banquet, that night, my daughter and I washed the Bomei who was about to get married clean, fragrant and pleasant. We believe that after making efforts to plan and arrange the ideas, the following things must be logical and follow people’s wishes. Unexpectedly, the plan couldn’t catch up with the change. Only a few minutes in one night, all the expectations were turned into soap bubbles and broke down instantly. Obedient and smart Bomei, refuse to be with strange people! Although it was a fervent and affectionate admirer who was close to Bomei and tall, handsome and powerful, he didn’t get Bomei’s favor at all. Bomei was not willing to obey the order of others, but roared stubbornly, resisted, prevented and took the attitude of attacking to show no cooperation. Maybe it was because of the first time, maybe it had no emotional foundation, or maybe it was because the desert dog had a lofty nature. In a word, the regret of no success made me terrified: Facing life, between animals and humans, originally, there were many similarities. 2010.12.12 [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. 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. 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[Introduction]: I was totally immersed in a prose that did not belong to me, recalling those eyes which were once full of deep feelings. With these words, my thoughts drifted into the corner that I hadn’t touched for a long time. I thought of Yun and the painting described with her: the flute was gentle, the rhyme was melodious, and the gurgling stream was flowing, cobblestone collection, pouring with joy, gorgeous moonlight, gentle night breeze, wandering with her. You are a graceful nocturne, and I am just a low side play; You are a bright and lively stream, and I am just a cobblestone with heart on the shore; you are the silver moonlight cast in the sky in the dark night, and I am just a grass covered with wind and sand in the green land. OK, please allow me to love you quietly, that’s enough. Let this less and less sincere secular world still drift with such a moving legend: the beautiful figure passes through the halo of happy love, a pair of affectionate eyes, far away, follow her silently. Please allow me to love you quietly in this life, OK? I was totally immersed in a prose that did not belong to me, recalling those eyes which were once full of deep feelings. With these words, my thoughts drifted into the corner that I hadn’t touched for a long time. I thought of Yun and the painting described with her: the flute was gentle, the rhyme was melodious, and the gurgling stream was flowing, cobblestone collection, pouring with joy, gorgeous moonlight, gentle night breeze, wandering with her. It is not a simple sigh of emotion, but the beauty I have passed through has caused waves in my heart. The appearance of Yun is no longer clear, just like a cloud passing, what reflected in my heart was just the elegant outline. Different from the prose, I told her that I fell in love with her. She said she was very happy to pass through my heart and leave footprints, but she couldn’t stop. As I said, she was just a cloud that would eventually float across my sky. Suddenly, a ringing of the phone interrupted my mind. It was Ling who asked me why I had not arrived at the night market with her, I told her that she was working overtime without any unnecessary explanation. She finally said that you were busy, and then hung up the phone. At this time, I suddenly felt that the office was surprisingly quiet. Only the computer was humming there. The pale light made me feel uncomfortable and somewhat inexplicably depressed, I had to get up and make myself a cup of tea, trying to make some noise to make myself feel more natural. I turned off the light by hand, and then I sat down and drank a mouthful of tea before my heart calmed down, he rubbed his swollen eyes and rechecked the file transfer progress. Half of the file was left. He watched the hard disk lying alone under the computer screen, reflecting a little light, its tireless work made me feel a little tired. The prose was still in the middle of the screen and I read it again. Maybe it was because my mood was different, I just closed my eyes and recalled Yun’s appearance unconsciously, but the face in my mind was no longer clear, and the picture deep in my memory began to get farther and farther away from me. I knew that I began to feel guilty for Ling. I don’t know how my thoughts get entangled in this. Maybe the memory of those years did not fade away, shrinking in a corner and silent, and this prose just became a blindly cited medicine and took out my memory, The picturesque scene obviously experienced the erosion of time and was no longer strong. However, the beauty of old years was still so memorable, but only limited to aftertaste. Clouds, just drift over. Files are still being transmitted, and life will continue. [Editor in charge: Man tree] Zan (essay 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…