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The familiar laughter and laughter in my ears gradually fade away at any time; Under the faint afterglow of Sunset, embracing each other has turned into a vintage memory; How many times have I used to raise my right arm, but what I have grasped is endless sadness, dear, why are you not with me! I couldn’t help walking into that small restaurant, the delicious food loved by each other; The delicious food still lingering between the tongue and teeth, but now it is so hard to swallow; Once filled with sweet breath, but now it is extremely disappointed and desolate; dear, why are you not with me! The late night of the autumn moon, the back back shuttling back and forth in the rain; Pass the pills to your palm, you cry softly, slowly wipe the water drops on my face with a towel; At that moment, I am the happiest person in the world, enjoying the thick warmth quietly; Dear, why are you not with me! Half a year of separation from other places, you threw me the so-called reality in society; Tears, hands soaked in the ice never seen before; How many sincere pledges of love, instantly appear so pale and weak; Tonight, looking up at the quiet night sky, dear, why are you not with me [Editor in charge: 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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[Introduction] this reminds me of when I was young, it was not a single table like now. I used a long table with my deskmate. I always liked to draw three or eight lines in the middle of the table. Both sides were not allowed to cross the line, whoever crosses the line will knock on his arm; (1) peer exchange we all sit there listening to the regular meeting once a week, the son of my colleague sitting next to me, who was in the big class, drew animals such as dinosaurs in his little head on the paper attentively, and also drew a vivid picture, at this time, the son of the middle class of my colleague sitting in the front row jumped in cheerfully from the door with smiles. The pockets on both sides were bulging. When he arrived at the position, his colleague took two jelly-like things from his pocket and gave a small plastic spoon to the child sitting next to me, at this moment, Smile was crucial. One hand pressed his mother’s hand tightly, and the other hand quickly took off a jelly from the table, staring at his mouth with a straight face and doing actions that would not give you. At this time, Youyou’s mother hurriedly brought the dried jackfruit on the table to smile. When she saw it, she smiled with her little mouth cracked. At the same time, she put the jelly that had just been removed in front of Youyou again. Seeing the child’s behavior, we smiled knowingly: Although the child is small, he needs to exchange goods equally. This reminds me of when I was young, it was not a single table like now. I used a long table with my deskmate. I always liked to draw three or eight lines in the middle of the table, and neither side was allowed to cross the line, whoever crossed the line would knock on his arm; Sometimes I would go to your side even if you overtook me. I would never let myself suffer losses, and even wanted to touch some light. Little children all want to exchange goods equally, but we adults don’t want to. There is no one who is willing to give blindly without asking for return except mother! Therefore, we have to repay our mother for her nurturing. (2) face-saving colleague went to pick up the son of middle class. The child said to her with a gloomy expression: Mom, you can see that there is no mine on the blackboard with the homework of classmates. It turned out that their teacher assigned homework overnight: they asked parents to help their children collect or draw some pictures and write the explanatory words. However, Yoyo’s father himself majored in painting and now works in the advertising industry. Of course, painting is his specialty. After receiving the task of my son, I wrote it on the paper and drew it in a short time. Then I wrote some words on it, which my colleague said at that time: do you have to work your words on a regular basis? What kind of words can you handle? When she went to pick up her son, she saw that some works were really exquisite, so she thought it was no wonder that his son would lengthen his face. This time the teacher assigned homework again. With the lesson learned last time, this time the child’s father really finished it for his son in a decent manner. He saw his homework posted on the blackboard, he was also praised by the teacher. When mom went to pick him up, he excitedly pointed at the homework on the blackboard and shouted loudly: Mom, look, my homework is very beautiful. Today, the teacher praised me, gave me a red apple. He said and put his little head in front of his mother, for fear that her mother could not see the Red Apple stuck on his forehead, so let alone the complacency. The two homework gave children two entirely different feelings, which made us see that not only adults need face, but also little children are no exception. Although he is small, he also needs face. [Responsible editor: Ke 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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Goodbye

[Introduction]: The Sky at the age of 18 is thin. Those scenes are just a silhouette of life, I am wonderful and I am plain. Some things are doomed to never be able to climb over, but in the process, I suddenly have a feeling for 18 years old, after all, I once really stayed. In those days when flowers bloom on the other side, I also fly with wings, flying over every day when the sun rises. One morning, my mother called me and told me, Xiao Si, you are 18th birthday today. After a moment of hesitation, I said, mom, I almost forgot. Xiao Si, you can’t play with skin and wayward like before. Remember, you are an adult now. Yes, Mom. My voice is sweet. Then, I don’t know why, my heart seems to have turned over a five-flavor bottle, which is very uncomfortable. I sat by the low window, and my tears ran down without authorization, like a blooming flower, which wet my heart. I don’t know when time quietly passed me the growth, leaving only three words behind me: 18 years old. This caught me off guard. In the first section of the birthday evening self-study, I started to read Chinese and looked up at the classroom from the playground far away as usual. It was a surprise tonight, the classroom suddenly didn’t light up, and it was dark around. The monitor was a female comrade who secretly pulled me to fly directly to the classroom like a Scud missile. Pushing the door open, I was shocked. In the center of the classroom, there was a flickering candlelight. I stood there for a moment, and then there was a song: HappyBrithdaytoyou finally, when I entered, the light turned on, the neat tables were arranged into a meeting place, full of cola cans and cotton candy bags. Boys and girls who just sang in the dark rushed towards me like bees, dancing hands and feet, smiling faces like flowers. I stood among them and shed hot tears. Lying in bed at night, those warm songs appeared in my mind from time to time, which seemed to bring a complete ending to my 18-year-old youth. Imply me that the lost time is exchanged for love rather than endless loneliness and sadness. I knew that I could not hide in the ruins like a little mouse and refuse the wind and rain outside. Because, I am already 18th birthday. I should try my best to learn things that I would never do before, start to learn quietness and tolerance, and know how to take good care of myself. Caterpillar suddenly reminded me of the ground. I was like a caterpillar. I always wear clothes casually and tidy my hair every three days. Class holding Chin. Gnaw at the tip of the pen and jump inside and outside the classroom after class, just like a grasshopper. Lying in bed at night, I felt very moved and happy with the affectionate dialogues from music and computer dramas coming from my side. I often fell asleep at ease during the exam. When the final countdown broadcast rang, I suddenly woke up from my dream and wrote ABCD hastily. Until the test paper was handed out, I was in a trance and knew that I ran a red light again this time. I will cry for five minutes, hammer my chest and stomp my feet, and express regret with tears and snot. Then, everything was thrown out of the sky. My sworn friend Little Bei would press me with a pile of messy notebooks every time, while she drank with a can of drink and said: lazy, old commander (head teacher) ask me to take special care of you, hehe, will you have a good life in the future? She smiled wildly. I was so angry that my head fell down on the table from the air. Small paper boats, gray tiles and white sneakers at that time, a group of us always liked to do many unrealistic dreams muddled. In those dreamlike seasons, we always fold small paper boats with perseverance, then write down our dream wishes and put them in the white running water, which is getting farther and farther away from us, but dreams are getting closer and closer to us. I don’t know who said that youth has a rainy season. However, in addition to the clear sky outside the curtain, we also really suffered a lot of hard damage, and our arms lost their original luster and strength. In those weak moments, I also skipped classes with my friends to go to the water drift, picked up the gray tiles on the ground, and sent all the unsatisfactory, snow-white spray in the lake, after that, the blue sky will be like washing, and the sunshine will flow slowly. There is a grassy football field on the playground of the school. Sometimes I am idle during my reading days. I always take a Nike Football, wearing white sneakers, and invite some people to sweat like rain silently on the green field. Under the setting sun, the sunset clouds were flying and taking away the happy days one by one. I have missed my mother and worked with her for several years. Opening the photo album, she was still shining when she was young, but now the photo has turned yellow. It suddenly occurred to me that now it has stopped on the tail of April, and it will soon be my mother’s birthday! After dialing my mother’s phone, there came a word “hello” from the microphone. The voice was so gentle and familiar, but it was a little hoarse and deep. I understand that it is a kind of string sound in the years. I closed my eyes, a tear fell down and said: Mom, I am Xiao Si. Miss you all of a sudden. Dear, what happened? She seemed to be surprised by my action. It’s okay, Mom, I just miss you. Silly son, I didn’t know my mother was old until that moment when I ignored her. Guo Jingming, an 18-year-old Sky, said that his heart seemed to be filled with water, and he couldn’t hold it lightly. A little strength could make me laugh out. When I saw this sentence, there was a throb in my heart. 18 years old, who else do you need to rely on? I really grown up. It turns out that I once held the sunshine, but didn’t hold the youth. But youth has no return ticket. And I can’t go back. The Sky at the age of eighteen is thin. Those scenes are just a silhouette of life, I am wonderful and I am plain. Some things are doomed to never be able to climb over, but in the process, I suddenly have a feeling for 18 years old, after all, I once really stayed. In those days when flowers bloom on the other side, I also fly with wings, flying over every day when the sun rises. Goodbye, at the age of 18, I stood on the open stand, with colorful flags dancing in the wind, like the sky dancing in heaven. I also raised my hand and said loudly in the Eternal Spring: Goodbye, eighteen years old. [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. 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Life

Finally, today, on the day I expected, I made a choice. I ‘d better die. Nothing is reluctant and nothing is worth recalling, what’s more, nothing is worth worrying about. Sometimes, you don’t need to know a thing in detail, just a little subtle to extreme actions, words, eyes, we can know the inevitability of the result. Students say that many things are necessary, which is undoubted and necessary. Moreover, there is no retreat, and there is no retreat, on the road of life, in fact, the hardest thing is not to overcome the thorns on one road, but to choose at the intersection. It is because of the unknowable future that I hesitate to choose, for fear of losing, I want to get it, I want to be lazy, I want to covet it, but these words don’t have all the commendatory and derogatory meanings when they are used on it, because at this time it is the time when everyone decides the length of life, there is no so-called nobility. For the future, these must be considered. Now it is determined that they are all necessary. There is no need to avoid them! I started the class for a day, and there was nothing lost. I just didn’t understand anything in geography class, and it took another class to understand all the problems, as for what I was doing in class, I didn’t know. I just knew that I didn’t see the teacher’s face clearly. It was a lot far away. The seat was in the back. I couldn’t see or hear clearly. It turned out that, the distant distance can be separated a lot. Even the knowledge can’t be learned within a short distance. It’s not because of hard work, but distance! She told me that sometimes distance could eliminate all the good and bad things. At that time, I said that distance could be shortened in front of sincerity. Now it seems that this distance can’t be said no, it can’t be said that it can be overcome. It can only be said that it began to produce, it began to devour me, and it gradually destroyed the spirit. The science class was taken as a joke by me again. After listening to music, I looked at science books without tune. To be honest, there are still a long time to go in this way, but I can’t have such kind of mood any more. People, you can’t keep dragging like this, and you can’t deceive yourself like this. Therefore, now, you can only gradually return to an initial state and draw every stroke carefully. I downloaded a few songs on MP4, but only listened to three of them, repeated and tasted. I did more than ten pages of exercise books in one night, and cut through the places I wrote crazily with the most evil psychology, revealing the most essential color. I like this, although I still need to review my study, but such craziness should belong to the boredom in learning. It is better to tear it up without any explanation, because these things are only worthy of being called exercises, not life, present, future, or even the next life, useless! Useless! Learning is not such a rigid dogma! Enough! I should be rebellious. No one shouted, so I was allowed to run wild on my own territory and make unnecessary struggles on my own territory. I felt very happy. Looking at the shabby books, I felt distressed, because what I just paid was completely lost after a period of uncalm. In my mind, my memory is still there, and I have not lost it! Without Sorrow! The deafening sound of tearing books is still in my ears. The manic temper should be like this. The nature is like this. Who has no wildness and impulse. Think about whether all the choices need to be determined, whether they all need to be engraved on the World Declaration, whether they all need to be engraved …… now, only you know your own requirements, appearance, it doesn’t represent anything any more. You can create beauty without a handsome face, and you can choose to be open-minded. I ‘ve always wanted to see a meteor, even one, but I haven’t seen it in 17 years. I hope I can see it once in 18 years, it is not like everyone making a beautiful wish when the meteor falls to the ground. I just want to see whether there is sadness and nostalgia for the universe in my eyes at the moment when the meteor falls to the world, maybe, it was just a little bright light disappearing instantly. I just saw a light that went out slowly. It was just passing through the air. I let it into the soil and slowly disappeared, I also have tears in the universe. In a corner of the earth …… I heard that there is a kind of love called letting go, which must be the result of self-comfort. If the person you love most wants to leave, see how you can find the reason to let go. The lyrics of this game can represent a feeling, a satirical psychology, too explicit, like emotion, every sentence is so sensitive that it becomes a stroke in the book of life and death. When to eliminate all the strokes with emotion, that is Detachment. But on this road, how many people died on the way, not because of how rough it was, but because of her, he, it hurt her at the same time, he, its heart, at a certain moment they died at the same time, disappeared at the same time, on the life and death book, I wrote down my ignorant name heavily, because Because they should have existed for a longer time, let’s say, how many things like this happen around them, aren’t they also on the way? But the last stroke has not been finished yet. I am still hesitating and thinking. I can only smile and say to myself: too silly, really, there is no choice. However, we still walked slowly on this road. Maybe, this is destiny. Some people have no chance here. Am I one of them? Or am I dead? Unclear thoughts, messy! Why did I start to curl up in the wind? Why did I start to tremble in the wind? Why did I start to cry in the wind? What a strong wind, but I couldn’t scrape away the heavy hot air in my chest. I protected it tightly, life is also fragile in a gust of wind. I wrote a lot and thought a lot. I really chose to die. Don’t hesitate. Some things are not born, but some things do not belong to me, I don’t want those who belong to me to hold tightly. When will the hot air spread out on my chest? But the blowing of time will make her disappear. Can she come back? No longer insist; Can you come back? I can’t understand; It’s hard to know if I can come back…… [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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Sunset

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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Carsick

[Introduction] after the car was opened, I found that the vision of this position was very wide. Because of the height, I could look at the whole carriage and see the scenery of the front and the left and right sides, keep your head clear all the time. I have been carsick since I was a child, and I feel very dizzy. As long as it is four wheels, no matter it is a taxi, a bus, a long-distance bus or a luxury sedan, I will always feel dizzy. In this world where the traffic is extremely developed, and it is a vehicle to go out, I can say it’s very hard. In order to relieve this symptom, my family and friends all tried their best to help me find ways, such as taking carsickness medicine in the most common way and carrying cooling oil with them, or it is said that it is very useful to wrap ginger in the navel and wrist, and there is a strange direction, which makes me look sideways every time I take a bus, facing the east as far as possible, etc, I have tried them one by one, but it doesn’t work at all. Not only does it work, but with the growth of age, the symptoms of carsickness seem to be more and more serious. Once, a friend said that only by facing difficulties can we overcome them. He said that the root cause of my Carsickness was that my cerebellum was underdeveloped and I couldn’t stand the turbulence. He said that it needed a lot of medicine and I had to force myself to take more cars in a row so that my body could get used to it. For this proposal, I am have some objections: from small to large, how many times of taking buses are not enough? Not the same, no effect? In my opinion, the problem that the body cannot adapt to may not be the most fundamental problem. But my friend insisted and forced me to take the long-distance bus. As a result, I vomited into darkness and pale face. Finally, I even spit out my bitter gall, which scared him to death. Until now, as long as I stay in the car for more than 30 minutes, my chest will be filled with a whole barrel of gasoline, I can’t spit it out, I can’t swallow it, and I can only retch it, when it is serious, the whole body will be weak, dizzy, as if even the air sucked into the nasal cavity is full of the smell of gasoline, which makes me very uncomfortable. I had no choice but to avoid taking a bus as much as possible. Even if I took a bus, I tried my best to control the time to about 20 minutes. However, when I met the situation that I had to sit for a long time, I was full of fear. Before I got on the bus, I began to feel uncomfortable. It was so pale when talking about cars. You see, it was just written, I can feel uncomfortable! Last month, I had to take a four-hour long-distance bus to go on a business trip, and the ticket I bought was the last row. For me, it was as uncomfortable to sit anywhere, so I had to bite my head and get on the bus. After getting on the bus, I found that there was a small ladder in the last row of this kind of car, which was one step higher than the one in front. I didn’t even find it after so many times before! With full of sadness and fear, I found my place to sit down and secretly held the plastic bag in my hand, which was convenient for me to vomit for a while. When the car drove, I found that the vision of this position was very wide. Because of the height, I could look at the whole carriage and see the scenery of the front and the left and right sides, keeping my head clear all the time. Strangely, I didn’t feel carsick at that time, and even the uncomfortable feeling of stuffy in my chest faded away gradually. I was very astonished and guessed from my heart that was my carsickness a psychological factor? On the return trip, I specially booked the position of the last row and wanted to test it again. As a result, for four hours, I didn’t feel uncomfortable any more! This is unprecedented! I was ecstatic and secretly made up my mind: in the future, I must keep my vision wide by car, and it doesn’t matter even if I stand. Thus, it suddenly occurred to me that we were always tired of life. Sometimes we were agitated, sometimes depressed, sometimes blocked, and sometimes unhappy because we couldn’t see and let go. If life is like taking a bus, and you can often look far away and broaden your horizon, can you solve many problems that could not be solved before and entangled in your mind? [Responsible editor: Ke 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…