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[Editor’s note] the article is very short. The editor originally wanted the author to deepen the content, but when he changed his mind, the world was in a hurry and few people could read a long article patiently. In fact, the text of this article is simple but has something, which is a different style. Love a song, Love That period of time. Inscription When I am tired of the noise and fickleness of life, I will always find a secluded place and listen to a song quietly: “a cloud made of rain in the Wind”. This is a song that is so old that I won’t remember it easily unless I have special feelings for it. When the music rang, I closed my eyes gently, and my heart was quickly filled with a simple sense of happiness. One day in the spring of that year, after lunch, the sun in the sky was nowhere to be seen, the clouds were dyed gray, and the blue in the sky only appeared a line between the clouds fluttering, it seems to be brewing a rain. My aunt and I were worried about nothing to do, so we decided to go for a walk in the woods, and to find out whether Morchella (a kind of medicinal material, which was the main economic source in rural spring at that time) had begun to grow. Along the way, we held hands and sang loudly: there is a cloud made of rain in the wind, a cloud made of rain, the heart of the cloud is full of rain, Didi is all you……. At that time, my aunt was experiencing a love affair, and I must have a special feeling in my heart when singing. I was too young to understand the meaning of it. However, that kind of leisure feeling which didn’t stop because of the urgent rain and wasn’t forced by the livelihood was engraved on my heart in a flash. This may be my earliest interpretation of the word “happiness”. What I am longing for is only that the relatives around me stop working for the days, sing a song with yourself. The memory was so wonderful that when I was old, the road I had traveled was rumbling by cars, and the Valley that used to echo songs was no longer so quiet, those of us who are anxious about the status quo and the future or entangled with the love of our children will, at a certain moment, because of a song modified and defined by memory, or a scenery, moved by the simple happiness of the past, tears filled my eyes. This is perhaps the most powerful comfort. Sometimes I would cherish the pure years of the past, even though the world I saw at that time was too small. However, many annoyances in life are constantly added to my heart with the expansion of my own world. When we are both physically and mentally exhausted, we will not move forward, find a quiet place, immerse ourselves in a profound memory, and return to the happiness of childhood and worldly customs, we may not be trapped by it any more. [Responsible editor: Min Min]] 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…