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Personal

[Editor’s note]: a person is cruising in a troubled city. More or less there are some helplessness and sorrows. Use simple words to open your heart and light words to record sadness. If the city breaks again, my thoughts are so long. Welcome the author to prose online and look forward to your further contribution. (1) at that time, I always thought that the whole life would be long, and the mottled brick walls began to grow covered with moss. And I can no longer remember how many things I wrote have fulfilled. The winter of this city is approaching, and my idea of going to Shanghai is becoming stronger and stronger. I began to expect to meet a sudden heavy snow in the Bund. Wait and see in the posture of worshiping, just like looking up at the 21 years slowly passing by in my life, as strong and heavy as the old phonograph. The book says that every city will be a mark, so I leave a ticket for every trip. From Quanzhou to Fuzhou, there is only No Subway in the southern city and no coffee shop open to dawn. In L’s words, these things have been blank in my annual rings for 21 degrees in spring and autumn. (Ii) if the emotion for a city can be exiled to every migration, then when waving goodbye to GG, the plane I looked up and saw moved me more than the whistle of the oil tanker in the middle of the night on the Huangpu River. The hands I held, the farewell again …… life is still as usual, you may have forgotten many words I said, and I remember every word you told me. The ridiculous thing is that you will return to your life track with immature childishness, while I am still persistent …… at Jinshan bus terminal where sunshine runs through, I found the only one in this city. A all-night bus. The first class is 22:00 and the last class is 6:00. I like this kind of day and night subversion, and there is no difference between longitude and latitude. The fact of astonishment is just like Fuzhou in the South. We can’t find the trace of autumn in this city. Maybe many times, some things are doomed to be incomprehensible. Go or leave. Migration is a pool of swamps, and every step you take is an addiction. (3) maybe because of being good at forgetfulness, I began to get used to measuring the passing of time by the arrival or departure of a person. It has been half a year since I drove the city from the hot heat to the cold H, so I took the bus which was difficult to wait for 961 for half a year. I realized that what I feared three years ago was still in fear when I broke into the single-plank bridge again. Things have changed, but now the instant nestle under the desk lamp can no longer drink the smell five years ago. [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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Half

No matter in the previous life or in this life, half of my memory is only for you. The foreshadowing of our previous life is only the encounter after many years. I chose to wait alone in order to wake up the memory of your previous life. After half a life, I recalled your last memory of you in your previous life. I met my last side under the peach blossom tree and said that I would never meet each other. Since then, I have been drinking the Sea alone. In order to find you, I came to this life, but you forgot me so thoroughly. Where do you remember the past? I am just an ordinary woman in front of you in this life. I look at you alone, miss you, miss you, and get drunk. Live in your world, only sad, only happy. However, you live in others’ world and experience others’ joys and sorrows. Have you forgotten your promise in your previous life, or why are you so strange in this life? Have you cut off the red line of the old moon, or why can’t I hold your hand? Have you erased the name on Sansheng stone, or why are you indifferent to my name? I am standing in front of you, why do you turn a blind eye to it? I am crying, why can you still laugh? The heart was riddled with holes, and was severely laughed at by the years. Living like a dream, entering the world of mortals, staying alone for you, half a lifetime of memory, only for the King. [Responsible editor: yi er]] 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…

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Azpuxiuy

Teaching

Schools and teachers, families and parents, teachers and students, parents and children, teachers and parents, schools and society, families and society, humanism and nature, it is the eight links which are not easy to rotate on the education chain, which needs to arouse the constant and comprehensive attention and exploration of every educator. Only on this basis can Education have hope, society can be strong, civilization can be promoted, human beings can be safe. Our educators must firmly establish great educational concepts, only by pouring all your mind and sweat into the hope of education which is full of hardships and permeated with happiness, can the actions of educators be strong and intrinsic, the talent and beauty of life make us shake our spirits. In order to keep the eight links rotating on the education chain running more smoothly and harmoniously, come on! Promote! Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…