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[Introduction]: if people live without family affection, you will lose the whole world and life is meaningless. I feel ashamed for myself and the workers. Our parents have worked so hard to raise us up for more than twenty years and less than ten years. How much is returned, ten days, twenty days are very few. Looked up at the moon, down and think of home. Every festive holiday times. I haven’t returned home for more than three years, and I am more and more alienated from my hometown and relatives. Use people in the arena, and you can’t help yourself. Real unjustifiable. For the elderly, time is like gold for more than three years. He (she) had whiter hair and more wrinkles, so they couldn’t imagine how old they were. The word “filial piety” mentioned by contemporary people is so strange that it can only be found in the dictionary. There is little filial piety for everyone. The eyes that old people were looking forward to, were not replaced by the warm and warm words on the phone, but what they were eager to get together. Reunion is happiness and what they really want. The reform and opening-up situation is good. Filial piety has been changed to no way. Countless workers have been away for years and spend a few days of filial piety. There is a lot of money, and filial piety is gone. All kinds of helplessness are not what people want. Shu old man, far away from the child’s pain, always tied in my heart. The ruthlessness of reality devours human souls. The so-called happiness of family is beyond reach. But don’t find reasons for yourself, reflect carefully, find some time, squeeze some free time; Take gifts and often go home to see. Family affection things that money can’t buy, family affection is priceless. If people live without family affection, you will lose the whole world and life is meaningless. I feel ashamed for myself and the workers. Our parents have worked so hard to raise us up for more than twenty years and less than ten years. How much is returned, ten days, twenty days are very few. What is returned to him (her) is care, work hard and complain. The responsibility of joint and several children was added to their heads. The Spring Silkworms end up with dead silk, and the candles start to dry with gray tears. Old people, like candles, are still shining at last. The understanding of him (her) encourages our unfilial piety and creates the ignorance of filial piety. In fact, people in the next life will always owe the last life, and we can’t repay it. Our best return and best gift is to go home often. [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…

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Today, there was a military parade. I pushed my father and my mother, for fear of missing a good shot. (1) in the camera, Hu Jintao and other party and state leaders appeared successively on the Tiananmen gate tower, and Jiang Zemin. Father asked: Which one is it? Hu Jintao. He has a lot of money for a month? To can’t. Which is his side? Jiang Zemin. Bigger and thinner than Hu Jintao? Obviously, I asked the size of the official. Thin some. Is in? In. Don’t you want lunch?! (2) the image of Chairman Mao passed. Mother said: I watched it on TV yesterday. Chairman Mao told Chiang Kai-shek that neither of them would fight. Chairman Mao promised to fight, and he would not fight. (3) when planes, cannons and tanks pass. Mother said: there were no guys in the past. They fought with Japanese with their hands and sticks, thanks to eating. The Chinese dug their eyes and put a bomb. Japan passed by, but they didn’t know that it was bombed to death (4) at last it was a mass parade, and the float came. Father said: Don’t drive the car, don’t waste oil, just let some people push it up. Anyway, there are many people. One morning, I seemed to stay with two children; The long-lost smiles rippled on their faces from time to time; I was so happy. 2010.10.1 [Editor in charge: Lu Li]] 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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Jiangnan

[Introduction] still sleepless, walking into the world of mortals of history, through centuries and thousands of years, those who stand still like blue, those who act as the window lady red, those who swim along the stream, those who are good at dancing with long sleeves. It snowed in the south of the Yangtze River. I can’t imagine what kind of beauty it should be? Play a sad song of Zhang Xinzhe and make a cup of hot tea. In the quiet night, the word snow is smeared on the rice paper again and again, and the heart begins to become warm and lingering. Someone said with a smile that he wanted to send snow to me and promised that it would not melt away. A joke and tears came out unconsciously, and he was confused. For me, most of the time, one word is enough and no action is needed. Once upon a time, I received a bottle of snow from the North. When I opened it, it was dissolved and still placed on the table for a long time. Slowly, the snow water became dark yellow and turbid. Just like the feelings of some people, slowly fade away, and then refuse to turn around. Blurred photos and mottled memories, but I was still reluctant to pour out the spoiled snow water. The vast expanse of white is beautiful and pure, and my heart is drunk. I wish it would never melt away, which makes me believe that beauty is not fleeting! I know that the snow sent here is the same, so I would rather not. Without a beginning, there is no end. However, why, I still feel that my heart is being torn and bitten by something…… The sober people in the night, the heart of self-custody, the emotion of trying hard to endure, the disillusionment of beautiful yearning, began to boil, burned eyes and tortured heart…… Put on a piece of soft ancient kite music, hot tea accompanied by dead sitting, thinking again and again with a lonely lamp. Slowly, it began to be quiet. Still Sleepless, walking into the world of mortals of history, through centuries and thousands of years, those who stand still like blue, those who are needlework in the window, those who wear clothes beside the stream, those who are good at dancing with long sleeves…… The woman who made people have to be amazed only sighed and wished that they could not meet each other. The night gets colder and colder. It snows in the south of the Yangtze River. It should be colder at night. Under the Leifeng Tower, is the white lady still there? Will she be cold? Thousands of years ago, by the West Lake, beside the broken bridge, there was a sudden rain, a oiled paper umbrella, and a lyric: ten years had been built to cross the boat, and a hundred years had been built to sleep together, and the two hearts became closer and closer. I can’t help myself, my eyes are flowing, and my love is lingering. Even though I have been cultivated for thousands of years, I just want to be an ordinary person and share a lingering and lasting love. Why not let it go to the world? The man was jealous of the entanglement of several generations. The man was crazy and began to weave a difficult net. Catastrophe verge. A bowl, a tower, is destined to leave. Love is faithful and sincere. Don’t give up, a Jinshan Temple, a Leifeng tower, looking at each other from afar. Bitter also becomes sweet. West Lake water wet, the pagoda remained standing, blood is thicker than water, flesh and blood of Xiaogan touching, final, the tower, light. They embraced each other, made a positive result, and retired to the heaven. After recalling the story again and again, I still feel distressed and moved, with tears all over my face. Fortunately, the ending was perfect. Let me begin to believe that if there is hope, there will be beauty. No matter how much hard work and hardship I have experienced, in the end, it will be flowers and full moon waiting for us. 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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Da

The fallen leaves in 2011-11-07 have been flooding everywhere, and many people who are not satisfied with the present situation have decided to float. The pencil is resting at a corner of the table. I occupy a corner in front of the window and look at the sinking night outside, floating, after all, it is only temporary, and one day it will return to its original place. What are you still looking forward! So I don’t want to sleep quietly in the embrace of the Earth. Picking up one, two, and three, he saw a feeling that could not be told. He said that he didn’t want anyone to know this kind of faint sadness. What is the main influence of people’s emotions? I am not sure, maybe it is due to simple physiological factors, or by someone, something, or learning to be Baidu, giving such an explanation: 1: biological clock, 2: changes in nature, 3: color stimulation, 4: bad living habits, 5: women’s menstruation. One, two, three, all occupied. Okay! I get it! This is a season that is easy to learn to forget, just like fallen leaves rising in the wind. Floating, floating, one day will float to a place where nobody cares, like this, quiet, there is no relief of regret and concern. “Dancetothedeath”, such quiet pure music, tells a deep feeling that you can’t understand. Everyone can write lyrics at will without constraints or restrictions, you are the freest individual in the world. Da,da’s vigorous footsteps are approaching. You can see a gentleman in a white suit with his hands flying on the keys. You can see that cherry blossoms all over the sky dance with the wind, each beat is a unique and indispensable rhythm of life. A song ends, and cherry blossoms stand quietly in the air for meditation, but the end is not the final end. You said want to cry to play, very thought write. When the mood comes, you don’t have to be too quiet. What you have to do is so clear that you can’t be sad or abandon yourself. Of course, you can’t doubt yourself, everything is extremely beautiful before you go to the best end. Believe that this interpretation is given to you at the beginning of your life to make you understand that this is the reality, this is the ending, and this is the price for all the sudden enlightenment. Turning around, the pencil fell to the ground. The dazzling white floor scratched a deep scar, bent down, picked it up gently, stroked and told you that there was still 7cm of life, the yellow pencil sharpener slided slowly. I saw the moment of your life slip away bit by bit. I just wanted to comfort you. These were nothing. I thought it would leave a pain that could not be erased for a lifetime. I approached and wiped it with my finger, leaving a black mark on the tip of the food. It turned out that everything was just an illusion of sadness, floor, no pain, pencil, senseless sacrifices. The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dream 2011-11-08 send a text message to my friend. Only six words, bachelor, wish you happiness. After thinking for a while, I also replied eight words. Only when you are happy Can everyone be happy. Six and Eight, figure Geely. 2011-11-09 has passed through the youth and youth, and the youth has faded, leaving poetry wandering. Forward, backward, self-made tune, staged a silent film. On the first page of the story, the ending is written. Black and White are still teasing each other. Singles Day is coming! What are you waiting? At 6:33 on 2011-11-10, we really had a tacit understanding when thinking about it. I ignored you and you ignored me. In 2011-11-11, bachelors were all looking for a grandiose reason for themselves to come to this great festival. We are all worthy of having this festival which is not seen in five hundred years or going to the cinema with friends in restaurants. Those lovers are the ones who really regret, because no matter one year, two years or ten years, after two or ten years, they can’t proudly say that 2011-11-11, the Singles Day which is not seen in five hundred years I am a real bachelor. The climax of the festival has come. Raise the glass in your hand. Cheers! Later, Rose man stood downstairs on our No. 3 for so long, waiting for countless onlookers. The heroine came to manyan in the final crowd for a long time, but unfortunately, the ending seemed to have been written on the heroine’s straight face without any expression. Pity in fact, what everyone wanted to see was that the heroine took the rose gracefully and hugged the hero in the applause of the crowd,. Then, move towards happiness. Unfortunately, it seems that such an ending is destined to only appear in movies and novels, or in the minds of our irrelevant people. Lamenting, the hero failed to strip off! The follow-up “II” decided to expose the activity tonight in view of the requirements of all roommates. I went outside for dinner at six o’clock in the afternoon and settled it in the dormitory with cakes when I came back. All roommates were solving it at this time, my piece is still on the table, so I can’t eat it. Now I’m discussing about a different pattern. So-and-so said it would be a big change in three years. So-and-so always wanted to drink, still complaining that I didn’t drink with others. I said I had to eat, so-and-so was still unhappy, and said that I just wanted to get drunk, if you see it, remember to let this person drink. You can really drink it!! Now there are people outside who are expressing themselves loudly. They all say that there are many beautiful women in Building 3, but now they think it’s really true. Some people are calling Bai Suzhen, I love you, I am Fahai is really, not a little High. When I came back from the library at five o’clock in the afternoon, I found that there were really few library people!! Similar to last year’s Christmas Eve!! It seems that the God stick festival is very popular!! Happy happy. In fact, one of the happiest things we have recognized today is the business and business courtship door, which is none of our business. However, we still feel excited. Although we deeply sympathize with this man, but I still think this is a relatively interesting thing in this semester. Several of them were so happy that they couldn’t sleep in the afternoon. I sent a text message to XN in the evening, asking her how to spend the festival. I haven’t returned my text message yet. I guess I went out for dinner! Well! Happy single, happy holidays! 2011-11-11 in Hebei 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…