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One evening when I was chatting downstairs with my colleagues on the first floor, I saw a scene that made me laugh. The dog of the family living on the fourth floor of the middle gate went upstairs with its mouth holding the duck’s neck. I exclaimed: Oh! You see, the dog bites the duck. Aiyun said: It will be willing to bite, they are a family. Oh, it is helping it go upstairs. I double-takes. This family fed a chicken, a duck, two dogs, a poodle, and I couldn’t name the other. His owner called him black rice, which was really the color of black rice, and the other one was called Dahuang. I don’t know how they feed the chickens and ducks, but the chickens and ducks I bought haven’t been fed. My daughter said: Don’t buy any more in the future. You are killing your life. I asked the dog owner: How did you feed them? They are all so big. I bought two chickens and two ducks, one for each. What a pity that I didn’t bring a camera today, or I would record this scene. I will video them another day. I said excitedly. My colleague also said I was nervous. I said: What Nerve? How funny! I want to ask my children and grandchildren to have a look. They must be happy. I have been thinking about ducks and dogs for several days, and I never forget them. The day before yesterday morning, I lay on the balcony to view the scenery. I saw the male owner on the fourth floor holding chicken and duck food in one hand and water in the other hand, with chicken and duck following behind. It turned out that he put chickens and ducks in the small garden during the day, walked the dog when he got off work at night, and then went upstairs together. I couldn’t wait to take the video recorder and ran downstairs, recording a paragraph first, and then recording the scene of the dog holding the duck’s neck in the evening. Chickens and ducks were not familiar with me. Seeing me from a distance, I got under the Bush. I stepped back a little further and drew the camera closer and approached them slowly. The couple stood by each other and greeted each other. The hostess said that the Ducks were so powerful that if the dogs in the yard wanted to bully them, the Ducks would fight bravely and sign the dogs with their flat mouths, which scared the dogs away, dogs in the yard are afraid of it. In the afternoon, I went downstairs at five o’clock and prepared downstairs. Seeing the male owner on the fourth floor playing with the dog, I came forward to chat with him. He moved here later. We were not familiar with him: I will record a picture of your dog and chicken later, they were really funny, especially the scene when the dog went upstairs with the duck’s neck. The host laughed: aunt is really elegant. I like it, so do the children. I taught the children how to go upstairs with ducks and dogs. They all wanted to see it. I recorded it and asked them to see it. After waiting for a while, the hostess went to catch the duck, and heimi kept catching the leader. Either it scared the duck away or the duck rushed to sign it, but it was so busy that they were playing. The hostess shouted, “Come on, bite it. When I turned around, it was loose again. After chasing and fighting for a while, the chicken and duck went upstairs by themselves, but I didn’t see the scene when the dog went upstairs with the duck in his hand. What a pity, I had been following their family upstairs to see where their ducks slept. Black mi kept yelling at me. On the fourth floor, I saw a big cardboard box at the corner of the stairs. The hostess said, “just sleep here, and they will make their own nest. While speaking, chickens and ducks flew into the cardboard box. Like (prose editor: Yue ran) 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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Road

With my walker’s footsteps, walking at the end of the Earth and the end of the sky, I will break through every night, wake up every dawn and walk out of my walker’s Road; With my walker’s Road, compose the song of my walker and record the truth of every fall. —– Inscription Mr. Lu Xun said: there is no road in the world. If there are more people walking, it will become a road. At the beginning of a certain time on a certain day, there were steps shuttling back and forth on a certain piece of land. Day after day, year after year, steps and time interlaced, thus the road was opened up by steps. In this way, after experiencing the test of time, in the posture of a thinker, he will cherish the dreams planted by every Walker in silence forever without sorrow or joy. I like the road, because where there is a road, there is a direction. She guides the pedestrians to find their way back. When I was a child, I often jumped and danced with tireless footsteps, drinking light laughter, and taking me back and forth between school and home. No matter the night or dawn, she was there, guarding the way back, just like mother’s most selfless care. With this thick traction, I could always find the path of home. I like the road, because where there is a road, there is a vision, and how far the heart is, only the steps know. Take the road as the guide, walk as the weapon, and pick up all the beautiful companions. For the beautiful dream in your heart, step all the hardships and hardships under your feet and pave a road. That young and vigorous heart always fantasizes that I can go to the end of the world with my sword, and my thoughts extend to the unknown distance along the road, as if I have seen the beauty on the other side. The road seems to be very flat, with bright sunshine and beautiful flowers. Everything is so beautiful. But walking, I was confused. There were many roads at one end of the road. Which one should I choose. Life is always like now, facing many choices, and a kind of psychology of suffering from gain and loss always makes us hesitate and hard to make choices. So we stopped and fell into an invisible distress. Some people even began to feel annoyed. Why didn’t God give me an instruction? If everything has to follow God’s arrangement, then why do you have to walk by yourself. Instead of making unnecessary wandering in this choice, it is better to choose a path to go on, regardless of what will happen in the future. Fate is in your own hands, whether it is happiness or sadness, whether it is good or bad, it’s all under your feet. Even if the road you choose is full of thorns and frustrations, you should also thank the gift of fate, because such walking will sharpen the heart of a real Walker. Maybe there is no road ahead, or maybe this is another turning point of fate. Walking in a gloomy place, you can walk out of your own willow. The road is still there, quietly carrying the walker’s dream, rushing to such and such a destination. I am still walking on my own road, not seeking to walk through the vicissitudes of the sea, not to walk to the old world, but to walk out of my heart with steps. 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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Mo

The proprietress in the noodle restaurant poured a bowl of steaming noodle soup, which was a black coarse porcelain bowl. Xiao Mo drank half of it, and the proprietress filled it up again. Xiao Mo ate a bowl of noodles, and the rain dripped on the wooden table along his cheek. I slowly put down the wooden chopsticks, sighed and said softly, Xiao Mo, you have been repeating one thing for two years. Xiao Mo took a sip of noodle soup and put the black coarse porcelain bowl on the table gently. Looking at the rain outside the door, he gently knocked the wooden table with his fingers rhythmically. To put it lightly, you have been repeating one thing for two years. I said, you are still naive. Xiao Mo’s fingers beating the wooden table suddenly stopped and asked in reply, what is the naivety in your eyes? I stared at Xiao Mo tightly and said, “You are always living in your own world, and you will be more and more unable to go out. Xiaomo stroked the thumb and index finger of the side line of the coarse porcelain bowl and suddenly pinched the side of the bowl tightly. He Said deeply, “I just want to find that person and live the life I have thought of. Is there anything wrong? I couldn’t bear to stare at Xiao Mo’s eyes, and lowered my head and said, “Yes, you have always known clearly what you want, but what you want is what the world can’t find at all. The autumn wind started, and the coolness was stronger. People in the street had changed into long clothes. Raindrops drop on the huge leaves of paulownia tree, rustling. Xiao Mo and I walked side by side in this ancient city. I asked, what were you doing at this time last year? Xiao Mo was silent for a long time, and replied, at this time last year, I heard a story. I asked, what is the ending of the story? Xiao Mo shook his head gently, saying that stories have endings, but life does not. I smiled lonely and then said, “in this case, why do you live in the story you weave? Cloudy sky, gray city. The rain was still pattering, and Xiao Mo stood in the rain for a long time without moving. The faint song came from the distance and passed away in a hurry for many years. The fleeting time ended up with smiles and fingers clasped, but in exchange for a loving hand. A play that should have been ruthless, You are too deep into the play. Who on earth is cheating who should be ruthless actor, but you are too deep into the play 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…