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At the crossroad of life, you and me, dragging luggage, just stepped out of the school gate. Inner loneliness and helplessness, confusion and ignorance! Lonely feelings and sorrows, when sighing, it is difficult to express the sky and clouds, which only increases worries and sorrows. The lattice paper was flashy and thin, crying in the deserted street. I really want to have a pair of hands, holding me to pursue childhood worry-free! Misty Rain, Jinhua, February 12, 2011 [Editor in charge: Tian Shaoyu]] 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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Under the lamp, my mother’s hands shuttling back and forth deftly. The white thread was getting smaller and smaller, and the scarf was getting longer and longer. Simple patterns, needles and needles. The interlacing of sutra and weft makes the love of mother appear on it. One day, my mother put it around my neck, warm and tightly around me. Walking on the street, the wind lifted the corner of the scarf and fluttered like my young heartbeat. My mother looked at it from a distance and smiled. I took my mother’s scarf and began to sail far away to a place where my mother could not be seen and lived alone. The white scarf is beside me every night, just like my mother’s love, always beside me. Every night when I think about home, the white scarf is just like the familiar smell of magnolia blossom quietly in my heart. Snow-white snowflakes were winding around one after another, choosing to stay on my white scarf and melt in my mother’s warm embrace. Once in a while, the soft scarf twined me, just like my mother’s soft arms, gently covering my shoulder. I took it to the ends of the world. Colorful scarves filled the wardrobe. I still miss that pure white scarf, though a little rough. Because, there is the smell of mother, deep concern and deep love. The white scarf gradually turned yellow, just like mother’s blue silk slowly turned white. I washed it and treasured it. A white scarf, deeply treasured…… [Responsible editor: Ruoyu]] 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…