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In this cool space, I played with the straw rope symbolizing the so-called happiness on my wrist. Suddenly, the straw rope broke, and the purple beads fell to the floor one by one from the wrist. No sound could be heard, and quietly passed by quietly. Holding my hands tightly, I tried to keep something. When I opened my palm again, I found unexpectedly that there was only a small bead left, with purple in the middle and white in the circle, transparent Purple, transparent White, a closer look, the small purple beads are actually very beautiful, very dazzling. In the past, did I not care about it because I had it? Have you ever seen it with your heart? Maybe, I always thought that it was mine and I couldn’t run away, but I never thought that it would leave me one day. Moreover, I destroyed it myself, and I killed it myself. In fact, I used to care about you, didn’t I? Looking back, I looked at my slender wrist, clean and without straw rope, as if I had lost something most important, as if I had lost everything. I unexpectedly pulled happiness apart, tearing it layer by layer, layer by layer. In the end, there was nothing and nothing I picked up the silk strips left on the black trousers carefully, threw them into the dustbin beside my feet slowly, and then smiled unprecedentedly at the happiness in the dustbin. At this moment, the heart is bitter, sour and sweet, and the cloud is light and the wind is light. After all, I can’t even keep such a little happiness. Since I can’t keep it, then let it leave naturally. Reluctantly, there is no happiness after all. Therefore, ceremoniously, happiness came. Quietly, happiness left without taking away a piece of cloud color, leaving only the once glorious side. He stood up and walked to the window, looking at the people in a hurry in the street downstairs. He came and went in a hurry, holding colorful umbrellas. It suddenly occurred to me that today was tomb sweeping day, a quite strange festival for me. Except for the year when I was six years old, I had never been there for the first time to worship my ancestors with my fellow villagers. At that time, I felt very excited. After Waiting year after year, when I was six years old, I could finally go to bye-bye. In our place, to go to the mountain, we need to watch the days, except the days, it depends on whether the Chinese zodiac matches each other, so I can finally go with you. It is inevitable for me at a young age. I feel excited. In those years, how did you know what Qingming was? How did you realize that excitement was the emotion that shouldn’t appear. Looking at the cloudy sky again, I couldn’t help recalling that I had learned Du Mu’s poems. The Qingming Festival rains one after another, and people on the road want to die. Asking where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy pointed at Xinghua Village from a distance. Looking back on those years, actually I didn’t know the meaning of it very well, but I had a strange feeling for this poem. People who wanted to die on the road made people feel very sad, with a kind of sad beauty, heart, it is also thin and cool, and there is always a sense of sadness and beauty. That kind of feeling, just like thinking of him accidentally, makes me feel distressed and worried. However, he can only be regarded as an old friend! The happiness that cannot be kept is destined to either forget it or let it drift alone. Although it is so unforgettable, even though it is finally branded with scars, it will not regret. [Editor in charge]: Man tree 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…