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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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Today, I was on the bus, and a middle-aged woman stood beside me. When I saw her for the first time by accident, I thought gently in my mind. Deja vu. When I heard her first sentence, I tried to recall it instinctively. More familiar. Original true. The last time I saw her, I saw her on the bus. Things happened a few months ago. So I sighed that the world is huge but really small. Two people who had nothing to do with each other would meet so unexpectedly. In a glimpse, a shallow edge is engraved. Why can’t we meet the person we want to meet even if we search hard and spend all our lives. Once upon a time, I threw away many thoughts and loved each other in the wind and rain, and walked alone and empty in the crowd every day. I tried my best to find no similar breath or heartbeat. Some people say goodbye casually and then they really disappear. The sky is very thin, the clouds are very thick, and the tile blue sky is like the color of a boat stranded by the sea. It seems to find someone to watch the scenery together after work. Looking at the lake full of colors and occasional waves, with golden light, you patted my shoulder in surprise; Looking at the sunset and dusk, the vicissitudes of the world are really prosperous background, when you look at the horizon, you just sigh slightly without talking to me; When you see the flowers blooming and falling, the clouds rolling and the clouds rolling, the imprint of time flies, we are in the coffee shop where the sunshine is drifting away. I used to think that I would always stay beside her, but now they have dispersed in the vast crowd. If you haven’t finished some stories, forget it. Those moods have been hard to distinguish between true and false in the years. 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] if the three aspects of life outlook, values, background of birth and growth, intelligence level and cultural composition of both parties are consistent, then a happy marriage is within reach. I followed most of the words in the book “How can I be numb to happiness” all the way through the blog of the author Zhang Hong. Happiness can be infected. If it is infected, it will be divided into a cup of happiness of others. Happy Love is enviable, which will produce resonance. When reading others, are you reviewing your own stories and touching your own happiness? Focusing on a person who is in a happy state, naturally, we are more curious about the pain she has experienced, so as to learn from her experience of how to turn pain into happiness. There is such a plot in Zhang Hong’s book. At that time, she was experiencing the winter of her life. Her residence was terrible and she was studying. She and her lover walked through the journey of wind and rain hand in hand, which made her heart warm and gave her the most beautiful praise. As for the details of happiness behind, it is also very touching. In the marathon relationship between her and him, there was no big waves, and there were thousands of knots at the end of the worry. The book shows a girl’s delicate emotional world, and his boy-like simplicity reminds people of the purity of the first snow, the fragments in “love of Hawthorn Tree”, when she and he finally combined, she changed her writing style and analyzed her shyness. In front of love, girls’ shyness is worthy of praise, while girls who express their feelings directly will have more opportunities to obtain the fruits of beautiful love. This book is of guiding significance to those who are experiencing love. For example, at the beginning of the book, the author conveyed his own view of mate selection: whether a girl wants to marry or a young guy wants to marry, please, take kindness as the bottom line, and bring true sincerity into the scope of investigation. After all, good love lies in the quality of both. If the outlook on life, values, background of birth and growth, intelligence level and cultural composition of both parties are consistent, then a happy marriage is within reach. In the book, the most shocking sentence is: the lack of talents is the need of time for people to be unforgettable. It is not only suitable for guiding people how to manage love, but also more suitable for people to establish a harmonious relationship. It makes people who fall into the honey pot of love become more sympathetic to each other; let the people who complain about Love review themselves and accept each other’s shortcomings consciously. Let all the people who change for this realize that they are actually experiencing perfect love. [Responsible editor: Ruoyu]] 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…