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[Introduction] last summer, the tin troupe played in front of the supermarket for several days, attracting a lot of old audiences. I was also lucky to have a look at the elegant demeanour. I am really liked it, I feel a little infatuated with the elegant singing, but look around. Yesterday, I went to the street and saw the red News posted on the wall: on the 8th, Wei Cun Xi opera troupe performed “Flower Girl” in Linjiang Huayuan. When I saw the good news, I stopped to look at it specially. Although I missed the time, I was still happy. The common people saw operas again. In fact, I was also a little opera fan. When I came to my mother’s home, my mother helped the next-door family pick up leeks (leeks are supplied to the supermarket), told me that there was a tin opera here again, and told me the plot of “Flower Girl, he said that he would do the play for a few days again. My mother must watch plays, and our family all like to watch them. In fact, this is also influenced by family since childhood. My grandparents also like local operas very much. The aunt, the owner of leek, said to my mother, “How can you think that your man is not related to you and likes watching the play? In fact, my dad is like my grandfather. I said: Don’t look at my grandfather’s blind eyes, but he can play and rap everything. My mother said: at that time, there were so many granddaughters and boys. In order to take care of the children, the children cried and sang operas, played the piano or played the flute to the children. What impressed me most was that when I was free, my cousin and I followed Grandpa and asked grandpa to teach us how to play flute and erhu. Unfortunately, we didn’t learn it, but we were deeply interested in it all the time. Grandpa left a flute to each of us after his death, which had already disappeared due to demolition. Because the elder generation liked to play opera with the recorder on when they were working, and sometimes they would sing along, which made us, the younger generation, like opera since childhood. Sometimes when I was tired, I could listen to the elegant singing of the opera, and suddenly I felt refreshed. Last summer, the tin troupe played in front of the supermarket for several days, attracting a lot of old audiences. I was also lucky to have a look at the elegant demeanour. I am really liked it, I felt a little crazy when listening to the elegant singing, but looking around, there was a feeling that young people like me could hardly be seen by old people, which was really out of fashion. Later, when I saw Huangmei opera selections “Meng Jiangnv” and “Tian Xianpei” in my friend’s space on the Internet, I turned to my own space to listen to them repeatedly. If I felt unsatisfied, I searched them on the Internet, this is really an eye-opener. There is nothing to watch online, which also makes me addicted to play. When I am free, I have watched all the famous clips of Xi opera Shaoxing Opera or the whole audience, I was deeply intoxicated by the beautiful characters, scenes and elegant singing. When I was listening to the excitement with headphones, I couldn’t help singing along, which made my colleagues look up at me, I didn’t know what I was intoxicated with, and even had a sweet dream: I learned which theatrical troupe I could go to to have a meal when I was old, haha. Seeing that the folk people who take part in the performance of traditional opera are also old, and the people who watch the opera are also old, I am really worried that this folk art miracle will be lost. Sometimes when I saw those little children singing opera on TV, I would feel a little happy again. I hope this local characteristic opera can be followed by Shaoxing Opera and Xi opera. [Responsible editor: Ke Er]] 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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[Introduction] such a familiar child who can no longer be familiar to everyone once surprised people, and no one even recognized him. Xiao Xu loves beauty. She makes up every day when she is free and makes herself beautiful. Her son also likes to wear around her big sister….. Makeup can cover flaws and make people look more charming. Isn’t it so vivid to see a flashing face on the stage? Peking Opera characters need to make different makeup, and stars need to make up when they show off. The comparison before and after making up will surprise you to find that the changes are too big, up to now, units also require employees to make light makeup to improve their image. Everyone wants to dress themselves up beautifully and go out. They all hope that they can give people a good impression. Ten years ago, Xiao Xu came to my house and opened a cake shop. Xiao Xu is a very beautiful girl. She makes up herself every day when she is free. She looks like a star, because of her good craftsmanship and her sweet mouth, she is very kind to others, so the business is quite booming. She also liked children. Her son was three years old at that time and just could walk. (when he was young, he walked and talked later than children of the same age.) She always likes to go to her store to eat cream cakes she made. Xiao Xu also likes him very much and plays with him when he is free. My son looks pretty, and two deep dimples appear on his face when his mouth moves small. He is so cute that people always think he is a little girl when he is taken outside, and they always say that this little girl is really beautiful, I always correct that it is a boy rather than a girl. Until now, strangers will still say that your son would be very beautiful if he saw his son. Those two dimples are too attractive. Hehe, but he just cast a man. Because they look good and are boys, grandparents love them very much. The house was just on the street, so little Grandpa carried him to the street everyday, so that no one knew his son. He was like a little star. When I took him out, there will be a lot of people I don’t know talking to me. I feel surprised, but people will say that we are too familiar with this child. Such a familiar child who could not be familiar to everyone once made people surprised, and no one even recognized him. Xiao Xu loves beauty. She makes up every day when she is free and makes herself beautiful. Her son also likes to wear around her big sister. Xiao Xu also smeels lipstick on her son and draws eyebrows from time to time, I was so happy that my child twisted his ass in front of the mirror, and my son liked red best when he was a child. No matter what, he liked red, so that the clothes, trousers, shoes and socks I bought for him were all red, I look more like a girl wearing it. I remember once when I arrived at noon, my son was missing and looking everywhere, but I couldn’t find it. We didn’t find it from door to door in the store. I was very anxious, calling my son’s name while running towards the crowded market. Looking at them one by one, I finally felt gratified. I saw a child with clothes like his son squatting beside a stall selling goldfish and Little Turtle, and was watching the small animals attentively! I held him in my hands excitedly and looked at his face carefully, Ah! This is not like a son, he is totally a little star: he wore lipstick, drew eyebrows, blushed on his face, pink and tender, There is a red dot on the forehead. It’s so handsome and beautiful. When I came back with my son in my arms, people in Murakami said, “Alas, this is your son. I saw him coming just now. I don’t know him. I don’t know whose child it is, I thought it was the lost girl. Oh, that’s it. No wonder when I asked them from door to door, I said I didn’t see the children. Look, the makeup changes are big enough! Even I can hardly recognize my son. 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 days of returning to school are getting closer, and sadness and nostalgia also follow. I suddenly hope that time will slow down so that I can have a good look at everything around me. I was like a boat, and soon I would sail from the shore of my hometown into a foreign harbor. I saw the scenery belonging to my hometown on the shore gradually blurred, and my eyes became unnatural wet. I thought in my heart: to send you thousands of miles away, I must say goodbye. I saw off my family who loved me the most and cared about me the most. I saw off my old friend who was not in a city but always missed me. I saw off the army compound which brought peace and lush to the noisy city, I saw off a dreamy and colorful night that only belonged to Wuhan…… I sent away everything I was reluctant to give up. Sometimes I really hope that my eyes can record all the scenery around me, so that whenever I miss my hometown, I can use them to play movies belonging to my hometown, fast forward, slow down, as if I was on the scene, as if I had never left…… The pace of time is in a hurry, just like the young sapling growing up desperately, just like the blooming fireworks passing away. When I gradually found the feeling of my hometown and gradually regained the rules of life, time gave me another order to go away, reminding me all the time —— the day of struggling away from home is about to begin. Therefore, I had to pack up my luggage and set foot on the journey to the future again. The advertisement of wishing you a happy new year on TV interrupted my thoughts. As for me, the new year has already become an old thing and occasionally displayed in the Museum of my memory. I hope all friends who want to go home can buy train tickets for the Spring Festival. This is my greatest wish. It was dark outside the window. The neon lights of tall buildings in the distance decorated the night as usual. There were thousands of lights in the building. How many families were surrounded by food and laughter on their dining tables. I hope every day in 2012 can also be so ordinary but occasionally surprised. I hope that the future days will always be surrounded by happiness and warmth. 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…