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In May, the bright sunshine splashed on the Earth, the pale green yellow and soft grass shook their delicate arms with the breeze. On the mountain Hill in May, colorful lilacs are in full bloom! Every early May, I went to Xiangyang mountain dozens of kilometers away with her to see the lilac flowers on the slope. In May of this year, the sky was always gloomy, full of sorrow, sighing for a long time, with cold tears flowing from time to time! The sky cried like a baby crying at night for a whole night. Finally, this morning, the sadness faded away and the smile changed. In the warm sunshine, the breeze was filled with fresh fragrance of flowers, with the wind direction looking around, clusters of milky white, pink, purple and Indigo lilac flowers are quietly in full bloom on the hillside, just like a graceful young woman with charming fragrance standing on the hillside, looking forward to the distance, the slight sadness was embedded in the brow, and the deep yearning hung on the face. When you stare at it, it is still lilac plants with rain! In May of that year, you stood under the lilac tree, and your smile was like a blooming lilac. When the wind blows, the petals fall like rain, but I can’t tell where you are and where flowers are. I call your name, but you don’t answer. You are found in the flowers, and you are found all over the slope, there was no trace of you, and I shouted: where are you? I was exhausted and stood in front of the slope disappointedly. I was worried and tearful. At this moment, you laughed like a silver bell from behind. I suddenly looked back, but saw you like a blooming lilac! You threw yourself into my arms, and your smile was as beautiful as flowers. You said that you would like to stay with me for the whole life and wander around the world! From then on, I will hold up your happiness and care! Now it is may again, and lilac has already gone uphill. There seems to be your shadow in the flowers, but your face is no longer like a flower. For a long time, the wind and frost have gradually dyed your hair. No longer beautiful appearance, vicissitudes of time, like floating lilac flowers. But you are still willing to stay with me for life, wandering around the world! But I am still willing to hold up your happiness and care! 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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On the rainy day, there is no rain today. Standing quietly in front of my parents’ grave, tears slipped quietly, blurring my sight and moistening my missing. I always thought that when I grew up, I no longer needed to rely on my father’s generous chest or put myself into my mother’s merciful heart. However, when I was wronged, I felt that I had nothing to rely on like an orphan. The so-called strength was so fragile. All the grievances followed me. Tears were like springs, but no one wiped them for me. Parents are as kind as yesterday, and serene as night. In the dark, parents, can you see your son crying?! The wind blows, the paper money flies over my head. I know, this must be because my parents are touching me. I am the youngest among your children. How can you share your experience? In my tearful eyes, I felt as if you were wiping tears for me when I was sad and grooming me when I was asleep. Now, where are you? Is it right in front of me? When my brother and sister cried and told me to leave, I began to understand that now my parents could only keep in my heart in the way of missing, and teach me to use morality and guide me to do in the way of silence. In the days without rain, my tears were like rain, falling all over my way home. [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…