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[Introduction]: hugging is the best way to convey emotions. Hugging is happy. No matter what kind of hugging means, it can make people absorb strength from each other and taste happiness. From now on, I want to embrace life happily. Embrace is a way of expressing emotions. Hug when happy, hug when painful, hug when excited, hug when happy, hug when crying yesterday, I dreamed of my mother, and the old house that made me miss all day long. Mother sat on the Kang of the old house, sewing her brushed white farmland shoes. I advised my mother not to sew any more, and bought a new pair. My mother said she would keep it for picking mushrooms. I stroked her crooked back and murmured, “it feels so good to have a mother! Mom, don’t go, let me look at you like this forever! Say that finish, tears. Mother raised her head with tears in her eyes. I held her in my arms and didn’t want to let her go any more. She said loudly: Mom, don’t leave any more. I won’t let you go! She burst into tears until she woke up and found that her mother was gone and the pillow towel was wet. I knew it was because I missed my mother too much these days. I don’t know how good she lives in heaven? Do you still like picking mushrooms and beans? I really want to tell her not to be tired any more. I will send her a lot of money. Open your eyes and lie on the bed, letting tears flow freely. How many times have you ever embraced your mother like this in your life? I am a very implicit person in the aspect of emotion, and I never express my emotion in the way of hug, so the late hug is unforgettable to me. It was five days before my mother died. The illness suddenly became worse and it was extremely difficult to breathe. Fortunately, the family was equipped with oxygen, and it took a long time for my mother to get back from the death. My mother looked at me with loving and praying eyes and said, “girl, can you hug me? At first, I was still stunned, but when I hugged my mother into my arms, I felt her body temperature and heartbeat, and then I understood my mother’s attachment to life passing through the death line. The first time I embraced my mother like this, suddenly, a kind of inexplicable happiness came into being from the bottom of my heart. I knew that I would miss this kind of happiness. I want to hold my mother like this forever, just like my mother held me when I was a child. At that time, I couldn’t say a word. Tears fell on my mother. In the following days, until my mother passed away, I often held her like this. I often blamed myself while experiencing happiness. I regretted that this hug was too late and hated why I didn’t take the initiative to give my mother a hug, but let mother beg for alms like a beggar?! Now, I finally understand that hugging is the best way to convey emotions. Hugging is happy. No matter what kind of hugging means, it can make people absorb strength from each other and taste happiness. From today on, I want to embrace life happily and embrace every day happily! [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…

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If

Take photos with cattle and sheep with the old Tibetan people. If there is no tomorrow, let me have a good swim in the ancient city of Dali. The blue flagstones witness my footprints. When the sunset goes down, watch children playing in the ancient street. Put aside the complexity. If there is no today, I am adjacent to the sea. Bibo is my playmate. The waves hit my face. The salty seawater washed away the dust on my face. If there is no tomorrow, let me go to a shelter today to see the children there. Clear eyes, play a game with them, give them a warm hug and sweet cake, if there is no tomorrow, let me stay with him who I love today, even if I just sit quietly on the ground, there will be no disturbance. And sadness only quiet gazing and leaning together is also simple and beautiful if there is no tomorrow let me stay with my parents today listen to their stories about my childhood cooking with them and lying in my mother I slept on my father’s shoulder once in my arms, combed my mother’s hair once, beat my father’s back, held my parents’ hands and walked leisurely in the dusk. If there is no tomorrow, let me think about it today. All the things that have not been done have been done one by one to complete the promised things the promises that have not been fulfilled The regret is that if every one of them will use up one of mine today, if there is no tomorrow, I have so many things too late to do, am I too greedy? Or did you owe too much to yourself in the past? If there is still tomorrow, I will pick up those promises I made at the age of 16 again. Squeeze out the time dyed in the sponge. Force again. Don’t let it slip away easily from the fingers. If there is no tomorrow, if there is still tomorrow, if there is today we have grown up [Responsible editor: yi 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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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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Yellow

Yellow Diary Author: Yan sheng Editor: Get Along Computer, Internet, hard disk, e-book learning and communication are all kinds of ways and methods involved. It is time to clean up the messy antique books in the room. Turning over and turning, a yellow diary virtually evokes the memories of the short and happy student days. Sleepwalking makes me feel: it seems to be back to the green and blue childhood, the immature shadow in confusion, irony past. A little interesting, a little sorting, can be counted as a good memory of the carefree era. (1) queuing after school, queuing every day, queuing home. The short standing height is arranged in the back order, which is really annoying. Mr. Peng and several group leaders always spoke loudly: stand still, otherwise, you can’t go home for dinner! Don’t go to school like drawing fiber, and school is like archery. Only under the external force of pulling and pulling can a team be formed. The students always sing those songs prepared by the music class representatives! Songs, laughter and laughter all the way, but I ignored those, lowered my head and lined up with what I thought it was? Most of them should have the same idea as I am. Otherwise, Liangzi and Xiaoshan would always look at the teacher. When the teacher could not see, everyone would break up in a crazy formation, flashing like the wind. (2) catch up with summer vacation homework, because summer vacation is almost over. This is the top priority! When I sign up for school, I have to hand it in. The teacher can’t pass the pass, just as the old saying goes: The Mouse gets into the wind box, and both ends are angry!. Yesterday, my mother said fiercely: play every day, now it’s very active, floating in the daytime, boiling oil at night. The summer vacation homework of two Chinese maths books, one page a day, is usually completed in a lightning speed. Reading questions and thinking questions are filled with no reading and no thinking. But the most terrible thing was 20 diaries. I managed to suppress 18 diaries, and I couldn’t get along with them any more. It was time to express my feelings and show my determination, doing good things, picking up wallets, a small thing, my father, mother, my kitten and dog also wrote that they had to exchange homework with the classmates next door, he borrowed my summer vacation homework and copied it. His diary was similar to mine, but he just made up the numbers repeatedly and couldn’t copy it. He Also plausibly said: to make up the numbers, the Chinese teacher should not read every piece carefully, he could see so many classmates and could only count the number of articles. Really does not pay. (3) today, thousands of miles of sky is clear, the sun is as hot as fire, and I’m taking PE class again. I couldn’t help telling jokes with several students in the back row when they were divided into groups. I couldn’t help laughing. I was punished by the fat teacher: keep laughing, let you laugh enough. Today is not the sixth Children’s Day, who else? Xiaoshan was a traitor, so he flattered quickly: Not me, not me, I really didn’t laugh. The teacher believed it and let it go. Our punished classmates made an appointment: Use the burnt cotton stem head as a pen, and everyone wrote on the wall of his house. Some wrote about Xiaoshan big pig, some wrote about Xiaoshan big traitor, some write that you should be careful for me, Some of them were written horizontally, askew, and I am of them were written vertically, the eight kings of the hill. Later we walked over and looked over, and the eight kings of the hill were written vertically, it became a beautiful word, and I couldn’t help laughing. (4) today, our Chinese teacher Mr. Peng’s family married a girl, and we all thought we would hang out all morning. But the Chinese teacher of class 3 came to the classroom on time. I heard that the students in class 3 said that they graduated from the teacher’s college, whose surname was Lu. It was the first time that everyone knew that they had this surname, which was amazing. At first, I thought it was no different from teacher Peng’s teaching method. It was just a female teacher who looked so young, a plaid coat and a pair of blue trousers. The next few days made us really suffer. First of all, we were asked to read Lu Xun’s hometown. As usual, we read it for a long time like singing songs of the year of famine. Then we suddenly asked everyone to stop, not to mess up, starting from the first classmate in the group, he read naturally one by one. The Hill was miserable, but the Chinese was not good at all. When it was his turn to read, he was very nervous. Ah ah, (read into ah ah ah) ﹚, you put it on the Daotai (I read it like it), and you said it was not broad (I read it wide) ﹚? Now you have a three-room concubine (read as a wife); When you go out, you are a big sedan with eight lifts (read as a bridge with eight sedan chairs). How can you say that it is not broad? Scared, can’t hide anything from me. The whole class burst into laughter. The more he laughed, the more nervous he was and the more wrong he read. When he finished reading, teacher Lu also laughed, but only asked him to sit down without criticizing him, he also asked everyone to learn leap soil and try to catch birds. After school, some called him Ah Ah, some called him a wife. Ha ha ha! (Five) Today is the third day of teacher Lu’s substitute class, which is about Bai Juyi’s “charcoal man”. What we didn’t fall in love with most in the past, the boring ancient prose made her speak vividly, selling charcoal and burning charcoal in Nanshan. The face is full of dust and fireworks, and the temples are gray and black. A mouthful of Mandarin is also good, and we listen with great interest. The homework assigned in the afternoon was awesome: one group recited the full text tomorrow, and the other would enter the classroom; The second group translated the ancient poems into vernacular and handed them to the group leader; The third group rewritten the article into narrative, pay attention to several major elements of narration; The four groups rewrite this article into argumentative essays with arguments and arguments; The five groups do not do homework today. After class, don’t queue up to go home. We are divided into four groups, my God, what can we do? Why did the good thing fall into group 5? At the end, there is soup to drink. We talked for a long time after we got home, but it was not written. No wonder the students of Class 3 always show their faces on the blackboard newspaper of the school. (6) our math teacher Li is very serious. His hair is thin and not very beautiful. He has a big temper and a big belly. He is going to give birth to a child. He is still lecturing, mother told us many times not to play jokes on teacher Li. Sometimes she sat on a chair in class, when she asked us to do the exercises by ourselves. Today, I will teach scores in a new class. At first, everyone didn’t know and understand the scores. Teacher Li began to inspire: If you can live 100 years old, just like the length of this chalk, most of you are over 10 years old now, click, fold a piece of chalk, 1/10 has passed, and 9/10 continues to live. When I hear the click, I find that most of us blink our eyes. The numerator is the son, the denominator is the mother, and the 1/3 one is just like the father. Listen to her, Hey! Scores and kinship, interesting. 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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After watching TV for a while, my father went downstairs to sleep step by step with the sick body. It takes one or two minutes from home to the store. He firmly refused to let the women in his family go. Maybe he always thought that was what men should do. Under our persuasion, on this day, he finally went out in advance and turned off the TV before 12 midnight. Listening to his voice downstairs, my nose became sore again after closing the door. What is the meaning of a person’s life? I think about this question more and more times during this period. Is it just like a father who works hard for the family and then goes towards aging and death step by step? About your life significance? Life itself is meaningless. I don’t remember where I read such a sentence. Everyone is an object that is too small to be smaller in the universe. From appearance to disappearance, in the universe, it is as short as a flash in the pan. People can’t help themselves when they are born, so can death. No one can know how long his life is. Maybe people who are still high-spirited today will suddenly go to another world tomorrow. From birth to death, people just live on their own, fight in vain, and then unconsciously adjust the posture of welcoming death. If death really has perception, will it laugh at the meaningless struggle of the world? After thousands of years, who will remember that there is one you in the world? Thousands of years later, what remains unchanged is only the wind and rain and the replacement of life, but there is no one you. Everyone’s life is only once. I don’t know whether this is everyone’s honor or sorrow. It is also because there is only one life. Some people try their best to enjoy the limited life, and some people try their best to contribute in the limited life. Different people have different attitudes towards life. Even if life is meaningless, who does not want to live longer. Even if you know clearly that one day you will give up everything, how many can really give up and give up before the last moment? Ordinary people live like that. Maybe the goal is just to survive and the home they live in. To be honest, ordinary people may live for themselves and their relatives. Now, I begin to have worries that I have never had before. I am afraid that one day I will wake up, but I can’t see my living father. My father was so thin that he only weighed 100kg. I was afraid that one day the wind would blow him away. No matter how long life is, no matter whether life is meaningful or not, at least today, we are alive. We have gone through so many beautiful and plain days and so many ups and downs. You have always been the guide for us to continue. Father, you must be strong, stay with us and live well, let’s create miracles together. 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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Meditation

[Introduction] as for feelings, I am undoubtedly a loser. I am too addicted to the past and paranoid about my ideals. I am too dull and silent, especially because I attach too much importance to responsibilities and worry a lot, these various reasons make me often hold back. When the car galloped on the Chengdu Plain, my heart began to wander again. The gloomy sky was drizzling, and the shallow outline of the house was drawn in the distance. The sky in the basin was always like this, I don’t like the gloomy sky, the blurred scenery and even the faint obscurity in the air. The same hazy, but without the light spirit of the morning fog in the mountains, the morning fog is erratic but there are thousands of changes. And have seen sun sets, afterglow Zhaoying between heaven and earth, Qianshan Evening Mist, wild birds to forests. Compared with the darkness of the sky in the basin and the fog in the mountains, only the Twilight has the most heavy sense of time and space, just like people who travel far away and think about their homeland, which can best embody a kind of desolation and tranquility color, especially attract people’s imagination; another example is that the ancient city of Saibei sits towards the south, which has its own calmness and atmosphere. I tried to sit and watch the dusk, the layers and mountains overlapping and looming so that they disappeared. I stared at them. It seemed that there were too many stories in the twilight, including the lost childhood, the past, and the joys and sorrows of the world. In the intoxication, I only feel that the time is long and the world is long, and time is just a muddle. It doesn’t matter if winter comes and spring comes, and the cold and summer change. In Japanese traditional literature, things are interlinked with each other, and things are sad, mysterious and elegant, among which things are sad and sympathetic, which are used to shape the deep and slender unique aesthetic feeling in literary works. I am calm and not fond of flashy, and I often read Japanese works by Yasuji Kawabata. Influenced by Japanese traditional literature, my feelings of happiness and anger are easy to follow foreign objects. Therefore, some people may regard me as pessimistic and grumpy, in fact, it is not because although there is sadness in the mourning, there is no sadness and rage. For example, natural phenomena such as faded flowers and residual red flowers, falling autumn leaves and falling grass are often easy to grasp the weakest part in people’s hearts, which makes people think and feel, however, this thought and feeling does not necessarily represent pessimism about the world. Moreover, every time I encounter setbacks or difficulties, I never feel fear and always face difficulties. Therefore, although I am dull, I can still stumble forward. As for emotion, I was undoubtedly a loser. I was too addicted to the past and paranoid about my ideal. I was so stubborn that I paid too much attention to responsibility that I was worried. These various reasons made me always stop. In fact, I am not afraid of losing or taking responsibility. I just don’t want to pursue too blindly before myself or the other party is ready, because blindness often means harm. As for now, it seems that I am just used to waiting. After waiting for yesterday, today, and maybe tomorrow, I will find a place to sit down alone every other time, examine your heart carefully, look through those ugly or beautiful worries, and try to sort out some clues for your life. Walking in the world, we are often fascinated by flashy eyes and ignore the existence of ourselves. We need to find a place to place our lonely soul in this complicated situation. People who cultivate Immortals and practice Taoism re-practice and are good at enlightenment, but I only have reference but no enlightenment, so I can’t understand life. Suddenly I woke up with a start, looking through what I had written on that day, it seemed that I had something to say, but I also heard someone whispering downstairs, whose voice was so clear that I could not tell the sorrow and happiness, while all the people in the same room were asleep, fang Jue night is already deep. The night is really deep! 2010.3.29 [Editor in charge: 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. 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Decade

[Introduction] something can never be promised to you. You can only care for this feeling through your greatest efforts. It is hard to predict the future. No one can be sure that we will be together. But as you said, you will marry me after ten years of love. Someone said that for the original pure agreement, two people could wait for ten years. You smiled and asked me whether I believe it or not. I didn’t answer but just looked at your watery eyes and winked constantly. At that moment, I noticed that there was only yourself in your eyes, as if there was no other thing in the world to melt in. In fact, I am wanted to say at that time, fool, you forgot that we have been together for nearly ten years. It’s just that you don’t have the heart to disturb your little thoughts, because your face is always full of happy smiles at this time. From junior high school to university, from being ignorant of love at first to treating love as family affection at this moment, we have gone through many ups and downs together and experienced countless joys and sorrows, everything flashed in front of us like a movie. I said that you were a idealist, but you refuted that you were innocent, and your expression was very serious when speaking, as if it was like this. I still remember that when I saw a couple of little lovers embracing each other, their eyes were always dodging. At that time, we were more or less afraid of such behavior, and we always thought that was what adults should do, and we are very satisfied just by holding hands. After thinking about it carefully, we were really innocent at that time, very funny. On that day, you pretended to let me close my eyes and stretch out my hand mysteriously. It turned out that you wanted to send me a small four-leaf clover ornament, on which we originally agreed to hold our hands and grow old with you. Every time when I am free, I always take it out and look at it carefully. I don’t want to see how delicate the words on it are, but Miss you quietly in my heart. There are few opportunities to meet each other during the whole summer vacation, and mobile phones have become the only way to contact each other. You will receive your text messages at a fixed time, and one of them is particularly impressive, which probably means that you want to get married at the seaside and become the most beautiful bride in the world. After reading it, I couldn’t help laughing out. It seemed that I had never thought about these things. Maybe the girl’s mind was more detailed. After thinking about it, even if you think so carefully, it is also our future. It can be seen how hard you have been to this matter. Some things can never be promised to you, and you can only care for this feeling through your greatest efforts. It is hard to predict the future. No one can be sure that we will be together. But as you said, you will marry me after ten years of love. We have paid too much for this relationship. As you said, our life has been less than ten years. So far, one of them has accompanied each other, even if there is something difficult to overcome in the future, at least we will not regret it any more. At this time, I just want to say, thank you for staying with me for so many years. If there is no other person, we will certainly go to the present. But we must not go so smoothly and be so happy. Wait for ten years, for an agreement, wait for ten years, only because of you. THEEND8 month 22 ri night [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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Mother

[Introduction] mom, please forgive me. The road I took was my choice. I have no complaints. Yes, the child will live a poor life because of my choice, and will not get the same warmth as the children of the same age, but at least she can grow up in such a difficult environment, she is not required to be a public welfare person in the future. In the forest full of thorns, there was the fragrance of Yingshan Red. With the sound of rattling, a bundle of firewood fell from the forest to the path, which was tied up firmly, then a figure quickly slided down along the trace of firewood, dragging a dead tree with a big bowl in his hand. This person is my mother, a great mother. She was only in the first grade of primary school, but she was very broad-minded. No matter what I did wrong, she would think about how to deal with it for me. My mother wiped my ass when I was young, but today she is still wiping my ass, and my five-year-old daughter follows her, standing on the path as I did before, I saw her pulling a bundle of firewood from the forest full of thorns. Mom said: Don’t go on like this. Those people all say that you have no conscience. I cried in my heart, but answered with a smile: What I do today is what I want to do, and I will not lose face to you. Although it was said like this, the wooden house in my hometown was still the same. Neighbors built buildings along with the pace of building a new village. My family still lived halfway up the mountain, and I always became a figure for everyone to have dinner, parents are under great pressure. Poverty is the status quo. Even if you have a reputation, you can’t get rid of poverty. Mother’s worry is not unnecessary. She said: If you don’t have money, who will live with you. Yes, the first person I met began to speak highly of me. Then I asked about life questions and how much money I could earn. I was ashamed that my friends of the same age all bought houses and started small businesses. Life was booming while I was still in the North drift. So tonight, I called home to tell my mother that now I eat and sleep on time every day. I am in the stage of starting a business and have no money to send it home. I will try my best to take my child with me in the second half of the year. Some people are right. A man should have his responsibilities, for his family and children, and for his parents. When I was very young, I chatted with my mother and said that I would marry a good wife in the future to be filial to her. She smiled and said that as long as I lived well, I didn’t expect that. Tired in the marriage, woke up in the nightmare, remembered my promise, couldn’t help tears streaming down my face. In the sigh, looking at the lights of the strange city, I had no hope for the so-called life. I felt relieved and went back to my mind to tell myself what I should do tomorrow. I am not a person willing to be numb. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not let myself lonely. So I told my mother that I was working hard for the promise I made at that time. In front of our parents, we will always be children. Countless quarrels and worries at festivals have left an indelible scar in the years. We can only pray frequently, in order to exchange for the health of parents. No one knows how painful my heart is. Before going to bed every night, I have to think about heavy debts, unintelligible career, painful marriage, relatives and children. So I choose to turn on the computer to watch movies, let the picture impact my sight, remove my nervous nerves, and then sleep in another unnatural sound. After telling her mother these things, she wouldn’t understand either, because she didn’t understand why her son was different from other people’s son at all, and she didn’t have a job with fixed salary, there is no happy family. Mom, please forgive me. The road I took was my choice. I have no complaints. Yes, the child will live a poor life because of my choice, and will not get the same warmth as the children of the same age, but at least she can grow up in such a difficult environment, she was not required to be a public welfare person in the future. When people around her mentioned her father, at least she would not feel ashamed. Mom, it’s not that I want to give up marriage. In fact, the scene that you quarreled and fought with your father when I was a child is still echoing in my mind. I would rather live with my child alone for the rest of my life, she didn’t want to use the so-called family to educate her. It has been nearly six years. Do you know what kind of life I live every day? I am scared and scared. I can’t sleep at night. Not only can I not get care, but also I am said to be a mental derangement. I never raise my head in front of my, but this is all my responsibility. I have to be responsible for my actions. However, today, I want to say that I want to keep a healthy body and mind and do more things. I can’t be confined to this environment. I write so many words to inspire others, but my life is in a mess. Mom, if one day your son meets a filial woman and loves me very much, at least she knows how to pour me a cup of tea when I am tired, I want to bring her to you and hope you can accept her. What a quiet night it is, my heart has gone to my hometown, together with my family [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. 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It is a cold night on Monday, March 10th, and slightly cool. Unknown sentiments invaded my internal organs. People around you cannot be called friends, but true friends are not around. Some emotions should be told to people who understand. Only in such weather can people think of people who have no chance. I found that you had always lived in my heart, never walked away or lost in the seal of memory. I just haven’t had the courage to get close to this wet but soft miss, afraid of accidentally touching the weakest heartstrings in my heart. Secretly determined. Don’t make way for happiness. Later, we hid everything deep in our hearts. (Later we) clearly knew that the innocent smiling face was a face of crying flowers, but nobody was willing to uncover it. We, the distance at hand has turned into the end of the world. Full of melancholy. It is not because our friendship has faded, but because I can’t help watching the people who care go further and further. It is a cool morning on Tuesday, March Dec. Hearing your arrogance and coldness in PP’s mouth, I laughed in my heart. We have always played such a ruthless role in everyone’s eyes. Long time no see, I still have full confidence in you, just like the original. Remember. The promise we made in the name of friends, so-and-so goodbye, we are all great people. I still remember it firmly, but I just remember it. Today you suddenly call, you said that your ship lost its direction in the vast sea, and finally you said goodbye coldly in each other’s silence! Later we became quiet. I can’t say any comfort. I am more hesitant than anyone else. It is cool and gentle on Wednesday, March 10th and June. When looking up at the starry sky, you can no longer find that famous star in the North Pole. Unhappy will pass, let me come. The promise made in the name of a friend, I really remember that I set sail now to look for it. Some things should be said to those who understand. We believe that we are all great people in the future. The ship can set sail again and sail further. I was delighted but also sad. The ship had already set out, while my ship was still waiting in the same place. The plot is close to the end. How can I change it. I still remember the promise, but I just remember it. It is a cool afternoon on Thursday, March 10th. Leave the campus which makes me dizzy and go to the place in my memory. Looking at the gray tone outside the window quietly, my heart cried feebly: I’m back. Stay in this long corridor, and the familiar pictures freeze in front of us. For a while, Calm down, I will leave forever. I came back, and I was the only one who came back. No one found me back, just like the original departure. Quiet. He is come. Stopped for three years and left. Two years. Her back. Stay for three or ten minutes and leave. There. She recovered the promise she made in the name of her friend. Don’t Wake Me Up. Let me lie down for a while. It will be fine for a while. After waking up, the sun came out. Note: A story is a story. Don’t connect it with reality naively. Don’t let words catch your fatal wound. It lies all the time. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…