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The New Year’s Eve 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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Street lamp Ji had a night self-study in high school. Suddenly he got tired of endless test questions, skipped classes and sat in the small garden of the school in a daze. I can’t remember when it was, maybe it was when the Twilight was slightly hidden, maybe it was when the cool wind turned the branches and leaves of the Purple vine and left the rustling echo, maybe it was when I suddenly smelt the strong fragrance of the vine flower. Looking back at that moment, the street lamps in the campus were magically lit up at the same time. At that moment, I felt that I came to the brightly lit palace dance and was embarrassed and surprised in the face of the dazzling tuxedo evening dress. Looking back now, I still clearly remember that the street lamps on campus at night are like fireflies floating in the air, as well as fish shining quietly through the deep sea. Furry Halo permeated with crystal bright luster, and there were circles of warmth and tenderness in my heart. I couldn’t help crying for this sudden gift, and my heart was enveloped by great gratitude and touch. In the dim eyes of tears, those pale lights converged into a bright ocean, like the faint cherry petals floating to the distance, submerged in the night. In that wonderful night full of strong enchanting fragrance of purple vines, I encountered a performance of street lamps. Although for a moment, I still keep thinking about it. Cangmo postscript: all the street lamps are in full bloom at the same time. What an ordinary and touching performance it should be! Only the indifference of the heart can capture the brilliance of a moment. This gift belongs to every child who has a dream in his heart. It is beautiful and chewed with you. When I am silent, I feel full. If I speak, I feel empty. Maybe he is born to be a person who likes to talk, and he is also used to dancing in front of his friends, hanging a bright and sunny smile on his face, but when he is quiet and alone, there is always an unspeakable emptiness and melancholy. There is a saying that now he is happy with tears in his years, with only a few words and vicissitudes of life. Children all grew up in the past days, and relatives and friends were half withered in the past years. I couldn’t understand this kind of sorrow which was not deeply experienced in the world. Drunk laughter accompanied the Emperor for 30,000 times, and did not complain about his leaving injury. When people went to the building, the piano was covered with dust. The laughter of the past just increased the sadness of today. I like Yan Jiadao’s sentence very much: the mountains and rivers in my eyes are far away, and the fallen flowers and wind hurt the spring even more. It is better to pity the people in front of me. Because of the preference, I felt that the most famous helpless flower fell away, and the familiar Yan returned was not as good as this sentence. Sometimes when I get used to silence, I feel it is a sin to speak. Just graffiti on the manuscript paper or staring at the sky outside the window in a daze, the blue sky through the glass is a little vague and indistinct, and the scattered buildings divide the sky into pieces. In a warm afternoon, you can wait for the Sunshine flowing slowly from the glass window, just like a transparent waterfall. The doves flapping their wings and flying by, then your heart is touched. I like to enjoy the feeling of aphasia, stay away from the noise of the outside world, and indulge in the silent state. Using carbon black ink pen to write fragmentary words on the white manuscript paper, feeling the rustling sound of the tip rubbing the paper pages, lost in the world of words, is a simple and real happiness. A simple and real happiness, I feel very happy when I think about it. Speechless for who? Who is silent? Heart own yi qian bitter, more and moon actionable? Who knows how hard it is? Understand the person in love, silent, speechless, is speechless 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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The moment I got up, I always felt more cold than usual. I ‘d better curl up in the warm bed for a moment, and exclude the breath of winter from my sleep. When the alarm clock of the mobile phone rang harshly over and over again, he finally couldn’t bear the torture and got up and left the warm bed. This season of winter, why did it come so suddenly? I hurried to this world without any preparation. I imagined that it was still a charming autumn, but autumn had already gone, winter came naturally. With the coming of winter this season, the time of this year is coming to an end again. I asked Yaping: What year is the next year? Yaping meditated for a long time before saying: it is the Year of Dragon. The year of the Dragon is a year that people are looking forward to, but it also has inexplicable melancholy. Yaping suddenly said in awe: next year, my birth year will come; I was silent for a moment and smiled and said to her: no, it is our birth year. Then a smile. The remaining days of the year cannot be calculated by month or week, but by days. Before the coming of the year of the Dragon, there were too many expectations in my heart. The seed of Jasmine planted silently in my heart hoped to sprout quietly when the year of the Dragon came, and then grow taller. One day later, Yaping told me that she quit her job of cashier in Internet cafe. In fact, I knew she was not satisfied with this job, but I didn’t know how to respond to her for a while. The boredom at home and the boredom that I didn’t know when it would end became the complaints that I had to talk about with me. I said to her: Do you know the jasmine I planted? When it grows tall, everything will go well. I don’t know if I cheat her. She can be happy every day. Healthy life is my greatest wish. Every year, I will give myself a small gift. Although the gift is not on the table, I really feel my heart and deeply. I still remember the small gift I prepared for myself when I arrived in 2011, which I met by chance when I went to the market with my friends; A middle-aged simple man put up a small stall selling goldfish, I was immediately attracted by this cute and beautiful little guy, so I wanted to buy two back, but my friend stopped me and said, “buying one is not enough, and you can’t raise it, either, it was bleached in a few days. I still insist that they are all in groups. If they go back alone, they will be very lonely. I ‘d better buy them for two days so that I can have a companion. My friend suddenly laughed: when will you find a partner for yourself? I said: I have them, they can be with me, where can I be lonely, lonely. My friend still wanted to say something, but he wanted to say something but stopped. I had a good relationship with my friend and was tacit. It will be another year soon, Where is the gift of the year of the Dragon? Where can I find the gift for myself? When I passed by a mobile phone store, I had an impulse to be old and new. After a long time of entanglement, I still gave up this idea, I bought some good Longjing from a tea shop nearby and sent it to my father who loves drinking tea very much in the countryside, with the attached clause: drinking tea is good for health, but drinking too much will easily hurt the kidney, do not drink it before going to bed, if it will aggravate insomnia. Recently, I am always immersed in poetry and books when I have nothing to do, but I have never abandoned my love for literature. I like “that day” written by Cangyang jiatuo: On that day, when I closed my eyes in the incense mist of the sutra hall, I suddenly heard your true words in the sutra. In that month, I shook all the prayer cylinders, not for overstepping, but for touching your fingertips. In that year, I crawled on the mountain road, not for an audience, but for sticking to your warmth. In that life, turning mountains and water to pagoda, not for the next life, but for meeting you on the way. What kind of attachment and expectation is this to the person you love in your heart, I think only poets who have experienced that extraordinary can deeply understand it. Sometimes I wonder if there will be people who miss deeply like poets in my heart? If so, where is it? If not, who should I miss? I think there will always be some, so that I can hide the seemingly seemingly missing in the lines, and from then on there will be another person in my lines. Winter is coming, when will the snow fall? I like the scene of snow and the supernatural tranquility. The flying snow renders all things in the world and silence the boundless world. When it snows, please don’t trample on the snow fields. What pure white it is. This is the unique color of this season. How can you break it. In the end, there is only one thing to say: the weather is getting colder and colder. My family and friends around me should take care of themselves and keep warm. 2011 nian 12 yue 17 ri in Wuhan 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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Don’t ask how long your friends are on this road…. Since we met.. Let us never forget…… 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…