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Those people, those things, those shallow memories at the end of the month, I went home with uneasy mood. Half because of work, half because of the restless soul. When I arrived home, it was already late. My father looked at me without saying anything and smoked cheap cigarettes silently. My mother said in the first sentence, “my child, you have lost weight, is it not good to live outside? At the same time, I forced myself to turn twice in front of my mother and said with a smile: No! Feel good. My mother smiled and turned to the kitchen to prepare meals for me. Putting down my luggage, I came to my father, handed him a cigarette and said: I will leave tomorrow morning. My father turned around and looked at me doubtfully: why is it so fast? Not much live a few days? I whispered: too late, I will talk about it later when I have time. This dinner was not very pleasant. I lay in bed at nine o’clock and didn’t fall asleep until one o’clock. I woke up in the morning, and the clear air stimulated my breath. There is a slight fragrance of flowers. For a moment, I was still wondering what kind of smell permeated the air of the whole country? I began to understand the taste at the same time, so I quickly dressed and came outside the door. It was also at that moment that I saw the ocean of flowers. Last night, maybe it was because of poor sight, maybe it was because I didn’t care in a hurry. At this moment, the golden rape flowers in front of me seemed to bloom overnight, presenting in front of me. That feeling is no less than the feeling of seeing the sea. I have been thinking about it for six years, but I haven’t seen this scene for six years. I closed my eyes and imagined that the sea of flowers in front of me evolved into golden clouds appearing in the beautiful mountain stream. There are streams, birds, bees, and songs in childhood. In childhood, I lived in the sea of flowers every year. At that time, they ran after Butterflies without any filters, or used glass bottles to catch bees collecting flowers and honey. I will also hate this boring flower fragrance. Only after I got used to seeing the wine, green and red reinforced concrete did I know how beautiful and drunk the scene was. Now I am like a guest from afar. Appreciating a master’s oil painting, the splashing golden oil painting occupied most of the vision. This masterpiece may come out of nature, and there is nothing more realistic than this. Soberly in the raindrops, I didn’t know when the sky began to rain. I suddenly remembered a poem I had read when I was a child: spring rain is as expensive as oil, and old farmers hope for a good harvest. Fall down County bachelor, laugh silly a flock of cattle. My father made breakfast for me and woke me up in my dream. At the same time, I also prepared a traveling bag for me. Think about my parents, just like the golden rape flowers, which bloom in every season and every step of my journey. The spring rain of came a little late, and I was on the long-distance bus to Mianyang when the rain blurred my sight. The scenery outside the window turned into intermittent melancholy. I couldn’t see the golden sea of flowers clearly, the cottage in the country clearly, and I could only see the sadness of the people who left the country full of cars. I felt the chill coming again and at the same time I wrapped my thin coat tightly. I don’t know when the guests who are far away will return to Huahai? When to home? 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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One day, I suddenly thought of how much love I should give you for the subtle emotion between us. Sometimes, I don’t even believe it. What I haven’t said over the years is whether it looks like a broken string. It’s wrong to try it on. Between us, how can I leave your shadow in my heart, perhaps let me have some distinguishing perception. How ridiculous the night is, try to hide sadness. Put the emotional changes on the darkness, and say nothing. Just like many years ago, I wrote down my love letter quietly, which was sour and sweet. Many years later, the love letter of many years ago is still not given to you. How empty your eyes, my indifferent heart, when can you touch them together? The simple confession is like a stone of thousands of years without moving. So I’m afraid, so I ask? How much love do you need? I can give it to you! Your Silent expression is more silent than my heart, like a cold Millennium frozen. Then you said, many years ago and later, there was no need, not at all! I laughed at myself and began to imagine the ending bit by bit. The past that cannot be recalled and the future that cannot be grasped are already sad. Then from now on, the love I should give you is for a moment or for a lifetime, or for a lifetime or forever. At that time, I didn’t understand. Then I asked God, how much love should I give you? [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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Preference

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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Mother

[Introduction] at night, the wind and rain intersected, a chaos, I walked alone on the road. Far away, there was a flashlight passing through the deep night. Approaching, I recognized the figure of my mother standing at the street entrance. The call full of deep feeling and love, the flashlight light which seems more dim in the wind curtain and rain curtain…. There was no running water at home at that time. My father is working outside, and my mother is very focused on pushing water. There are two chops in the cart, and the scoop is fastened on it to prevent the water from shaking out. Mother didn’t know how much pain she endured, silently, one after another. The jar was full, the jar was full, and the shovel was full. Finally, water was filled in the lads and bowls. That night, my sister was born. Mom said, I also came here like this. But I don’t know at all. The brother and sister grew up sucking her milk, but their mother was old, like a withered tree. I ran away early every day, and came back late, but I walked alone on the way, with the hot air and fragrance floating on the dining table in front of me. Far away, there was a flashlight passing through the deep night. Approaching, I recognized the figure of my mother standing at the street entrance. How did the call full of deep feeling and love, the yellow flashlight in the wind curtain and rain curtain warm my lonely and timid heart, it gives me the courage to break through the chaotic world! She took off her raincoat and put it on me, fearing that I would be irritated by the rain, that I would be ill, and that she herself would be drenched in the rain to follow the road under my feet. Today, when I understand that this deep love is accompanied by some kind of expectation, the first thing that comes to my mind is shame and unspeakable guilt. Therefore, I silently absorbed her immortal faith, amazing perseverance and persistent pursuit. [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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Swordsman

I met you in this affectionate season. It can be said that fate is not shallow. The slight Q-chat makes me quite affectionate. Am I Jia Baoyu who reappeared on the Sansheng stone. Walking on the Q line is hard to avoid expressing emotions and being confused by emotions. Life has a lot of fun, which is extended by the word love, just as the ancients said: the word love, so maintain the world; The word talent, so whitewash Qiankun. Many sadness and happiness in life are born out of love. I said to myself that I was sentimental and infatuated. I thought it was the overflow of the juice of life and the full bloom of passion. There is a love fool in the world, and this hate is not related to wind and moon. I often disdain those who are ungrateful, believing that it is a cold heart and a blasphemy to life. You said that I am the best product born in the world, with a variety of amorous feelings and mercy everywhere on the Q line. It can be said that I am willing and tired, which is also my personality. Therefore, I don’t have to carefully seek a vulgar life between affectionate and ruthless. As long as there is love to depend on, there is love to attach, even if it is more affectionate, why not. Life is like a dream, and the moon is still in the river. It is really suitable for me to deal with life like a dream with passion. Today, your tender and boneless sword is inserted into my mind, which grows my mind. Love jumps into the dream of the Internet, and butterfly becomes lingering and becomes the dream of autumn. So I put the willingness of season in my mouth, and started to play a story about the fall in love at the first sight of the river bank in ancient times. Tonight, the Moonlight makes my heart transparent. I am collecting the piano of my dream. The elegant piano is gradually confused, and the song filled with thoughts goes through the spiritual sky, what remains the same is the fascinating love song, which will last with the moon. Affectionate swordsman affectionate sword is your weak personality, which melts into my arms ruthlessly. The night wind has the real touch of skin, and I am willing to blend into your blade gently, open the eyes of looking for expectation silently, the dream of staying for a long time in the distance. [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. 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…