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While eating spicy chicken sent by Hui people from Xinjiang, writing autobiography is a very touching thing. It is too necessary to express. If you don’t express it, you will be grabbed by a force around your neck. First of all, I want to show my readers that I am definitely not a good material, but I am very loyal to my friends. I promise that I will be very sincere in the following narration and will not tell lies, at least in the hard work of writing, I can completely throw my heart to readers like a good person. The topic goes back to my reading age. The so-called era is just a synonym for boredom or disturbance. My era is boredom and disturbance. But most of the time, any child is shy, even those children who are chasing the manuscript of the girl’s heart are shy to some extent. Why do I use several adverbs? To some extent, this may be my guess, because my understanding of human nature makes me surprised at the word shyness. This is the same as the great Aristotle surprised at the conscience of human heart and the starry sky. When I got home, I would be very happy if there were delicious food. Even if my father only brought back a little bread and leftover bread, I would be ecstatic for it, very like the victims in Africa. At that time, my desire, especially my expectation of satisfying the physical food and love, was so strong that I broke through my weak bones, every cell in this bone can be called the Castle of desire or the bullet of desire. Later, when I read a passage from Schopenhauer, this great man’s understanding of human nature was much deeper than that of many Chinese pretending writers. He said that people were swinging in desire and boredom. To put it bluntly, men hope to keep doing grass every day. If there is no grass, it will be very boring. A guy named Du Ping who was in the same seat with me was also a guy who loved the manuscript of the girl’s heart but didn’t grow up. One day, he showed me a piece of text in a comic book very friendly, I still clearly remember that the woman was raped because she was too beautiful and plump. After reading this paragraph, I felt that it was not too strong. It could be seen that my control over myself did not collapse as soon as I met the storm, but had a certain resistance to pornography, of course, this kind of porn only sticks a little flower. I still remember the smile on Du Ping’s face, happy, excited and eager to try. It was a pity that only manuscripts were popular in our era, and there were no overwhelming top films and sexual tools. At that time, the streets were very clean, and there were no shampoo houses and sauna which were now multiplying like mushrooms. Our children are only polluted by some manuscripts at most, and more flowers of our motherland will not touch this kind of manuscripts, because they are really in great demand. They earn their eyes and smile. At that time, I felt that not all smiles were like flowers, especially those who looked at manuscripts with smiles. That kind of elated smiles must make all the young girls I have seen feel thrilled. There was an old woman teacher who was very pretends to compare with each other in school. At that time, she also taught my father and always said to my father, “Your son is not as smart as you were when you were young, and his reaction was slow, and once, because of being naughty with my sister, the corner of my eye was bleeding. What I can’t forget is that when I arrived at the class, the birds were extremely happy and several people shouted excitedly, Haha, Cyclops, Cyclops. My heart is always not fiercely rebellious, because there is always a sense of leadership in my mind, that is, your arm is incomplete but can’t beat those birds, of course, many thoughts of revenge flashed through my heart, but I don’t know why I don’t want to implement it. Maybe I am afraid of disturbance in my heart and like quietness, which is another typical poet’s character. I say that I am a poet, because I think I can understand poetry and the beauty of poetry very well, this kind of aesthetic characteristic I had since I was a child made me approach drama and literature step by step. When I wrote down the previous words of drama and literature, I felt a little warm in my heart, because I got a lot of praises in drama and literature, and even was pushed to a very admirable height in drama, this is certainly a postscript, and I will say it later. The pretending teacher saw that one of my eyes was covered by gauze, so he couldn’t help laughing. He was also very happy, smiling and satirizing the one-eyed dragon like I am birds. Dear readers, please allow me to use some dirty words in this article. It is not the outbreak of my extreme anger, but that group of people only deserve such a name. I am just a truthful expression. Of course, I am not the only one who is unfortunate and humiliated in this world. Our Chinese teacher, whose surname is Lu, is secretly scolded by the whole class. And whenever he leaves the classroom, the sound of Lu’s fart is endless. I still don’t know why so many people like to abuse their teachers so much, and this teacher is much more honest than the female teacher who pretends to be compared. He never blames others and is very patient, but his family was not peaceful, and his wife committed suicide several times. I still clearly remember that one morning, it was raining, and his wife was floating in the river, crying and shouting, Let me die, let me die. But she also had a strong desire to survive. She supported the mud with her feet on the side near the river bank. Teacher Lu stood on the bank with a very anxious look, but she didn’t take any action. At that time, there were many onlookers. I found that when a person was about to be engulfed by death, many people couldn’t laugh and felt anxious. Of course, except for those who jump off a building, when someone jumps off a building, it will drive the life around, for example, if you watch for a long time, you will have the need to consume water and the suspense that you want to eat something and then continue to appreciate that jumper’s desire to jump. One of my writer friends got inspiration from others jumping off a building. He began to write suspense novels and created suspense, because there were many suspense in the process of jumping off a building, such as how he jumped, whether to stretch out one foot slowly, or jump quickly, or change your mind. This process makes the onlookers especially excited, just like watching top movies on TV, which is more real and exciting. That teacher Lu has retired now. I saw him several years ago. I also took the initiative to greet him. He is very happy and I still remember him. I have always had an extraordinary memory, and even I still remember the scene when I was born on the first day. When I told this to others, no one believed it, but I was sure that, if I die, I will not deny what I saw on the first day. I feel that I will definitely be extraordinary in the future. I am not full of hatred for this world, but want to experience and communicate. As a person who likes literature, it is a natural thing to like communication, and I am very interested in what others think, how do others think of the world. I have too many views and understandings of this world, and I also think that I have a fight with some great philosophers. I say this not to flaunt my greatness, but to prove that the great people in the world are also ordinary. [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. 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After rain

The sky after rain is fresh and pleasant. Looking far away, a piece of green, green crops, rippling in the wind, like the blue sea waves, wave by wave. The grass beside the river stood on tiptoe, looking left and right, eager for butterflies to come and stop. A few wild flowers were washed clean by the rain of a day, adding fresh and beautiful colors. The stretching small petals rounded their faces with smiles. Willow branches are dancing in the breeze, setting off a few pieces of rosy faces.. After the rain, the cool summer wind drove the sunset glow to the West with a long braid. At night, he was walking towards the Riverside with vigorous steps. The field frogs in the pond were humming a tune, which made me feel a little comfortable. A kind of association which has been for a long time is presented in front of us. Linghu, a small town in the countryside, has such a scene! It seems that my soul is also happy with the green field in front of me, light, like a pair of wings born, rising over the sky. I feel that I am back to my age of Dyke, and I am cutting Leymus in the wheat field with a chain knife, but I just haven’t seen those innocent, lively and familiar little faces…… [Editor in charge: Leaves] 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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Open the diary, page by page. Familiar but unfamiliar words. Just like people standing in front of the mirror for a long time, they suddenly become ignorant of themselves. At that time, I was always willing to choose the most gorgeous one from many words to pile up my articles. It seems that only in this way can you feel at ease. Little imagine. The more you decorate with appearance, the more you can expose your emotional pale deficiency. I like red roses. So I painted a white rose into a fire-like red with a lot of paint. Filled with joy. But after the satisfaction, the Red gradually faded, and the rest was just endless emptiness. The red of roses, the dream that is easy to get hurt, lost in the fingers tightly in the hands, and failed again. Eason’s lyrics always hit the heart so accurately. The softest corner. I don’t know whether this metaphor is appropriate. I don’t know if anyone understands what I am talking about. But it is really the voice from the bottom of my heart.. Do you hear me. Two [I think I should learn the beauty of a person] you can’t tell why you love me. Then, if one day, leave me, there will be no reason. I have thought about many scenarios about the future. The background is sunshine, the key word is happiness, and the leading role is you. Always immersed in the fantasy of my own little daydream, sleeping beautifully and unwilling to wake up. But it is often hit by a sentence that the future is too plump and the reality is too skinny. I am a firewood girl with a sense of bone, and sometimes I feel that I can’t bear the strong wind in winter in Nanchang. Then, should I learn to accept the reality that is as vulnerable as me. In this way, is it a bit pessimistic. Perhaps, when quarrels become periodic, I should learn to find a person’s beauty. Explanations are redundant. People who understand don’t need it, and people who don’t understand don’t care. So, so, you ‘d better treat yourself better. Even if you just look up at the sky. The curtains are all the colors of sunshine. Quiet time, so beautiful. Three [we all want to be irreplaceable for each other] Recently, we have experienced some things. And friendship related. No matter in the story of the first person. Touching, warm. All are inevitable. But it is often mixed with many helpless. Sometimes I feel that I can’t walk into others’ hearts, nor become irreplaceable for each other like them around me. Maybe what I said earlier was right: there is no shortcut to happiness, only operation. No matter family affection, love or friendship. Are established. I once thought sunflower loved the sun, so I just kept its track rotating every day. But later someone told me that it was because of the photophobia of the auxin under the Sunflower disk that the huge disk must rotate all day long to keep out the sunlight. Therefore, life can not meet all our imagination. Even one does not match. If you are unable to change the environment, change yourself. I still believe in the feelings accumulated by time. Left hand hold homecoming, right hand memories long open unbeaten. You all the way there. Have you. In the name of youth. Our story. To be continued. End [everything is a little emotion] I am like an old man, talking so much. Is it depressed for too long. Hehe. Maybe. However, my willfulness and occasional unhappiness. Everything is just a small emotion. I am still Qiu Xiaoxin who likes sunshine, watermelon and jelly, and believes that happiness will always hit the Middle Head. I believe that sunflower can sing. Nothing has changed, neither does it need to change nor will it change. Strong. Brave. Smile. Addressed to myself. Wrote to each you. Annoying chatters finished. Life is still going on. The sound of cicadas has lengthened for a whole century. May all the beauty I can think of in my mind, All will be staged in this Midsummer. All I can think of mind of beauty, all in this summer performance. just be waiting. 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Every time I log on to QQ, there is a kind of yearning surging in my heart. I can’t even tell myself when it will be rooted in my heart. If you don’t see you on the Q line, a sense of loss will arise spontaneously. When you see you on the Q line, a piece of happiness will snap at the keyboard. However, you often hang here, leave temporarily, and climb into your heart with a sadness. Tonight, I am looking for my own corner alone with that sadness, loneliness and yearning. When the Twilight came, I couldn’t join hands with my sweetheart. My disordered heart was entangled constantly. A gust of breeze blew, floating into my heart, floating into my dream of missing. The stars are hidden tonight. I always feel that you are missing me in some corner. Since we meet in the space of fate, we use light to perceive each other to find out the corners belonging to us in the vast universe. Your sweet smile is as sweet as the bright roses in the flowers, and your shining eyes are as charming as the distant stars in the sky, calling silently through the dense fog in silence, it makes my heart agitated. Your laughter has opened my heart. Now that we have passed each other, we cherish today’s acquaintance. When you walk into my Q Group, I am looking for both you and my expectation crazily. I am approaching your side step by step. However, I am sober and I will not disturb your life. I know that you are living your life comfortably, and I still want to stay away from you and listen to your laughter, feel your breath, your steps, your heartbeat. You may not believe that there will be another story to show when you get to know each other, but I firmly believe that such passionate passion will surely pass through the secular space. Today I can’t stop in front of you, but I completely release all my thoughts and expectations for you. When that passion envelops my body and mind again, I can’t resist opening the photo you sent me, try your best to appreciate the passionate hug and find your truest feelings. [Editor in charge: Yu Yiqi] Zan (essay 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…