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Cry

On that day, tears walked endlessly on the cheek, tightly biting the lower lip, trying to control the willfulness of tears. However, I failed. My lips were almost bitten, but tears kept speeding up on my cheeks endlessly. I suspected that tears had become my enemy unconsciously, deliberately oppose me when I need to calm down. It seemed that all my face was taken away. I was like a goldfish with fish scales cut off. My whole body was bloody and smelly, and the groaning sound from high to low was like a meteor suddenly appearing in the sky, the speed suddenly disappeared in the dark night. In the end, I felt so painful that I felt weak, as quiet as night and death. When I cried completely paralyzed, I was held up from the dirty ground by my most trusted teacher. Her hands were very warm and warm, just like the spring breeze. Although there is comfort, the pain I have is still not degraded. She hurried to find gauze and carefully wrapped up my wound. Her small wings, like sunshine, lit up my gloomy heart. My wound gradually became less painful. With the passing of every minute, I hadn’t waited for the gauze to be untied, I grew a fish scale harder than before. Looking back on the scene that day, I felt that I was undoubtedly a very fragile and ridiculous protagonist at that time, crying to paralysis for knocking over the milk. The night the scales grew again, I found myself growing up a lot. In the future, I will face those unexpected changes and things that I never expected to happen calmly. 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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Vyslbigc

october

[Introduction] I looked at the sky muddled in the high and cool autumn, looking at those years when the wind was clear and the clouds were light. If the leaves fall, there will be no more emotional disputes. The beauty of fallen leaves has gained the freedom to dance lightly in the short time and space without the bondage of trees. The fallen leaves and the thankful flowers all fade. In this glorious season to death. The sky is still pure blue, and life is still light white. Everything gives me too much sorrow. Leaves have gone, but it knows how to comfort itself, and what about myself? Seeing those, the owner was gone. Tears. When my uncle went there, he suddenly felt empty and always felt something was missing. It is cold and leaves fall. The leaves are very close to me, and I seem to hear their screams. A burst of chill hit my heart, but the fallen leaves covered everything. I remember a writer said like this: in this world, what can keep people is not houses, and what can take people away is not Roads. Time can’t stretch out a hand to catch the clouds of the past for you. Uncle left, and he will never come back. The house didn’t keep him, nor was it the road that took him away. He left behind a group of poor children and many relatives who were sad for him. What kind of wind blew him to another world? What is the wind shaking off the leaves one after another, hanging up the missing? I looked at the sky muddled in the high and cool autumn, looking at those years with clear wind and clear clouds. If the leaves fall, there will be no more emotional disputes. The beauty of fallen leaves has gained the freedom to dance lightly in the short time and space without the bondage of trees. Looking back on the past, those so-called happiness have turned around and become strangers. The autumn wind blew away all those dusty names and past, leaving a pale sky. I hesitated in the autumn wind, the autumn wind was rustling, the coolness passed through the bone marrow, trembling with coldness. The cold water you can drink, Cold Heart difficult reheat. Maybe every morning, the meter of sunshine shining on my desk through the window will give me a little warmth. The wind blows, the leaves fall, and people hurt with it. Looking at the tree standing in the autumn wind in the distance, it is messy, desolate, [Responsible editor: yi er]] Like (prose editor: prose online) 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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Feeling full

[Introduction] as for Wuzhen, the Old Street is straight and long, a bit like Hanzheng Street in Wuhan. It may take several hours to walk on this long street from the street to the end of the street. The main taste is the celebrity’s former residence in the street. Staying in this former residence, it seems that you can see the figure of the host’s activities at that time …… Gongyuan on August 3, 2011, I came to Xitang and Wuzhen, water towns. It was a typical sauna weather in those days. The temperature was 36 to 37 degrees, and the hot and humid temperature was high. It was sunny and rainy, which reminded me of a poem: it rained in the east and the West, saying that it was ruthless but affectionate. Walking in the street, you can’t get away from the towel and kettle. The moisture in the air and the sweat on your body are integrated. On the stone road under the corridor, you can see a middle-aged fat man sweating all over, just like Ruan Xiaoer in the Water Margin, his T-shirt was stuck on his body as if he had just climbed up from the river in Wuzhen, but he was full of interest and talked endlessly. The corridor shed in Xitang is spacious, ancient, elegant and slender, extending along the small bank of flowing water. Sitting in the corridor shed and looking at the small bridge and running water beside me, I felt exquisite and chic. Looking at the gray old house living in the pillow river, I couldn’t help thinking of my childhood residence and the old street called Longtan, however, it is only half-River rustling and half-river red, that is to say, half of them are alike. Evening, Xitang cross-Strait water stone flush, brightly lit, oar sound and light, figure enough. Walking on the wet slate by the riverside, I found a middle-aged man lying on the chair with a banana fan to cool off. The back legs of the chair were less than 5 centimeters away from the river, and the background behind him was the vigorous stone bridge. The scenery was very beautiful. So I negotiated with him to take photos by taking photos. He was very enthusiastic and even took photos for us when he gave up his seat. Ha ha, it’s amazing! Early in the morning, we stood between the bridge water before the proprietress of the hotel got up. The air here was fresh and quiet. Who knows that Xitang has a long history. As early as the Kaiyuan period of Tang Dynasty, Xitang had a village. However, there are not many ancient towns like this in this vast water town land. Many villages and villages are almost the same as my hometown: build houses along the river and gather houses in the pond. As for Wuzhen, the Old Street is straight and long, a bit like Hanzheng Street in Wuhan. It may take several hours to walk on this long street from the street to the end of the street. The main taste is the celebrity’s former residence in the street. Staying in this former residence, it seems that you can see the figure of the host’s activities at that time, which makes people imagine. Some residents in this street lived in the small plank house, lying on the small bamboo chairs leisurely and cozy. I was thinking that if I lived in that era and lived in this old street, I was afraid that my old house still existed. Maybe tourists were enjoying it at this time. Ha ha, I want to think where life is. That is the arrangement of creation. Isn’t it because of crazy dreams. In fact, Wuzhen was once named wudun and Qingdun, with a long history of more than 6000 years. Wuzhen is a typical ancient water town in the south of the Yangtze River, known as the land of fish and rice and the House of Silk. There are so many bridges in Wuzhen, as if created by God. The poem Tongji Bridge said: in the cold trees and smoke, the old land of the six dynasties of Wuxu is exhausted; Outside the sunset sail, there are several distant mountains in Wuxing. Recalling in the old town of water village, thinking about it on the old street of the old town, capturing the footprints of the ancients and thinking about today and future, it seemed that there was some insight and discovery. 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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Azpuxiuy

Let me

In the world of mortals, we are always in a hurry. Life is like an endless marathon. The day is also in a hurry, the night is also in a hurry, and it is another spring, summer and autumn East in a flash. Let’s have a rest, let’s stop our hurried steps. Wipe the sweat on the forehead, tears at the corners of the eyes and dust on the bullet. Let’s meet in the online world. You in the limit, I in angle of the sea. Across thousands of rivers and mountains, the long sky, ask each other, friendly blessings. We talked about each other’s concerns. They also talked about each other’s pain. In the vast online world, we can say whatever we want, laugh whenever we want, cry whenever we want. We don’t have to stick to all kinds of etiquette in the world. Maybe in the world, we are passers-, in the online world, we are friends with each other. There are thoughts and blessings. Maybe we have no chance to meet each other in this life, so let’s meet in the online world. In this world, maybe we can get another kind of happiness. 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…