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Miss

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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Perfect

If perfection is a full stop, my life is a comma. If perfection is ideal, then I can’t achieve it. My life was plain and not smooth. It seemed that every time I was about to reach the other shore, the hurricane suddenly knocked over my sail. But I can always be careless. I don’t know how many turns I have made until now. Although I was confused about the road below, I was not killed or injured, but my mood was hopeless. Everyone said that the road was made by people. How could I cut the thorns? Where can we smell the fragrance of flowers in the age when weeds grow. I don’t know whether to fight against me or give me a test, from anger to sadness, from impulse to self-pity, and my temper suddenly turned into reason, I don’t even know whether I want to laugh or cry next moment. I lowered my head and roared. I have experienced hundreds of spiritual creations. I want to wander around the world. I want to eat the last meal without the next meal. I want to be happy with the circumstances. I envy the wandering people, you can forget the whole city by carrying the burden. But I dare not. I can find hundreds of reasons for myself. But I admit that I am too cowardly. Even if I am full of thousands of bows and arrows, I still dare not pull them out. I live in a painful life, it will continue……. [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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Don’t

It’s almost ten o’clock, and my son has taken medicine and slept. My son was sick these days, which made me anxious. I wanted to have a rest early, but I couldn’t fall asleep. I always felt something was wrong in my heart. Suddenly I remembered that I hadn’t called my parents for several days, so I picked up the phone and prayed that my parents had better not sleep. I heard my father’s voice just after the phone rang twice, which made me feel a little nervous. My mother always answered the phone at home. Is it …… Ah, it’s an old girl! There is something urgent at your aunt’s home. Your mother went by train this morning. Dad suddenly recognized that it was me. Although I can feel my father very happy, I still feel something strange from his old and slow voice. I asked my father why he didn’t go. Dad said hesitantly: old girl, Dad didn’t want to tell you. Dad’s waist flashed and he couldn’t go. But nothing matters. I can move slowly by myself. I can cook and eat by myself. You don’t have to worry about it. Don’t worry. You should look good at my grandson at home …… hearing this, tears could not stop pouring out, spreading in my body with a feeling of sadness and distressed heart. I choked up and said goodbye to my father. It was my father’s painful face with deep wrinkles that could not help appearing in front of him, as if he saw my father looking out of the window lonely and lonely, looking at the dark night. Tears blurred my eyes again. I still remember that not long ago, I took my son home to visit my parents. My father took my son out to play. I stood on the balcony and watched my father and son’s gradually distant back. I couldn’t help crying. Dad is old, yes, Dad is old, and he has already bent a little, his back is hunched, and his steps are even a little stumbling. This reminds me of when I was young, I was probably as big as my son now, and I was six or seven years old. There was no TV, and watching movies was the best entertainment. Every time I watched a night movie, my father would squat down, bend down and drive home with my back. I often fell asleep on my father’s back. At that time, my father was so strong that he was like a mountain in my heart, which was my eternal support. Now my father is old and really old. My father is more attached to us. My brother doesn’t often go home in other places, My father hoped that I could go home often. Every time I went home, my father sat in front of the window and looked out eagerly. Seeing us, he was so happy that he looked like a child. Go home, it’s time to go home and have a look! My son is ill and his father takes care of him. But my father was lonely and sick alone, and he needed more companionship, especially the care and care of his children. Yes, I will go home tomorrow morning to visit my father! Tomorrow? Why wait until tomorrow?! Go now, don’t let love wait until tomorrow! [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…