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In the year of amigai, the sunny slope is grassland, and the shady slope is forest. In spring and summer, the weather is getting hot, the snow line on the top of the mountain moves upward, and the flowing water between the ravines is gurgling, the gurgling mountain stream played melodious melody around the pine roots. The hillside is full of shrubs and lush. Large tracts of primeval forest pine and cypress are verdant, covering the sky. In the flat place, grass is covered, cattle and sheep are all over the slope. In the precipitous place, the mountains are overlapping and the path is winding. On the top of the mountain, Snow Lotus is gorgeous and leading the way. Animals such as roe deer, roe deer, fox and so on are found in the forest, and birds such as Blue pheasant, Eagle, Lark, Snow rooster and so on also live in the forest. These rare birds and animals represent a big gala in the animal world. All kinds of Chinese herbal medicines, such as notopterous root, cortex phelloides, radix adenophorae, radix astragali, radix buhurae, radix Gentiana, Cordyceps sinensis, Pinellia ternata and so on, are spread all over the mountains. The delicacies such as mushrooms, strawberries, earmuffs and lamb tripe are also very rich. Being in it gives you a strong impact of vision and hearing, which makes you relaxed and happy, and forget to leave. Qin had the opportunity to dig the root of the gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun-gun. Because its flower shape is like a gun-fighting flower, it is called like this. Several strands of fine roots are combined with roots twisted to the left and twisted into longitudinal wrinkles. The thickness of fingers is about 40 to 50mm, which is commonly known as left twisting roots can be used as medicine. It can dispel wind and dampness, relieve deficiency heat, relieve pain, and is mainly used for treating rheumatic arthritis, low fever, infantile malnutrition and fever, etc. In the grassland in July, the soil is hot, so is the air. The person who went to dig the medicine together was Qian, the companion of Qin. They were on the broad grassland, in the lonely ravine, holding the hot sun every day, digging with a pickaxe and a pickaxe, the blue and purple small trumpet flowers were dotted with the grassland, just like a string of firecrackers. The blooming flowers were in full bloom, and the soft vines dancing in the wind seemed to attract blue Mars One by one, it spreads all over the grassland, adding a lot of mystery to the grassland. The vines are light and fragrant, and the grassland is drunk, and the sun is drunk. However, the blue-purple elf was destroyed one by one under their feet. The Fairy of the Purple vine was ruined by us. The dazzling little flowers and flowers were a cluster of purple blue and purple blue, the torn artillery flowers ended their profligate beauty silently, and the weak little life faded and lost its vitality in less than a quarter of an hour under the scorching sun, we personally ended its wonderful silently blooming. The romantic purple rose withered like this, which was indeed cruel when I remembered it. At noon, they ate some of their own dry food and lay in the arms of the grassland, laughing at the grass dancing and the clouds rolling. Pull out a few blooming flowers of Gentiana Gentiana, slowly fold the front end of the flowers and squeeze them tightly. The stamens are filled with gas, and the hands move slightly and then make a sound of beep, which is like firecrackers set by a child, play for fun like this. At this time, the grassland was particularly charming, with soft clouds at ease in the sky. Not far away, the foal on the hillside shook its trimmed Mane, with wild flame shining in his eyes, running and chasing all the way, after lifting the back hoof, they played with each other and fought with each other; The sound of hissing, the sound of Horseshoe, the ringing of bells and the horses were getting closer and closer, and the Shepherd on the back of the horse whistled with a long whistle, and the sound, swish over the top of this mountain like the wind. When the breeze came, they walked on the green grassland, looking at the full achievements in the satchel, they suddenly felt a kind of unspeakable happiness, pride, pride and forgetfulness in their hearts. Don’t, they count, one of dried Gentiana can buy 4-angle multi-, Day also can dig two three catties, at this rate, you can earn new clothes for yourself or for your brother and sister in a few days. Speaking of excitement, Qian danced and slipped on a pool of cow dung accidentally, making her stench. Looking at Qian’s mess, Qin couldn’t help laughing, they lay on the grass and laughed enough, so they pulled some grass everywhere and wiped the cow dung off Qian’s body. After a long time of busy work, they set foot on their way home again. At this time, flocks of cattle and sheep spread quietly on the top of the mountain, like embracing the blue sky, like white clouds blooming flowers. At this moment, there is a lonely and spiritual White Yak running wildly on the grassland in the fiery sky, chasing the sunset in the wild, and a picture scroll of cattle back falling into the setting sun jumps into front of us. Soon the red sun gently fell into the splendens. As if stepping into fairyland. In front of us is a very familiar and cordial scenery. The shepherd girl from the distant collectors wore a robe and threw half of her belly. A few strands of braid floated behind her head like a waterfall. The shepherd girl’s singing was melodious and melodious, the everlasting pastoral songs fly in the heart of the shepherds; The smoke, tents, houses and circles in the deep of Maomao Mountain are hidden in each ditch and each branch, which seems to tell the thousands of years’ vicissitudes of the herdsmen; the holes scattered there left by the gold diggers were empty, lonely and disastrous, as if telling the bitterness of Shawa in those years. The night falls down, the cold wind blows clothes, through the thin clouds, looking up at the sky here, the night and the grassland have no end And the flower is light, and the wild is floating with the wind. Countless grassland dreams, an impulse to have the flowers of childhood again always twining the piano, lingering 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. 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I read a sentence in a magazine: there are always some irreparable but helpless mistakes in life, which happen suddenly, making people face the gap and admit that they can’t do anything. There were not many people on the upstairs floor where I lived, and because of the Qingming Festival, there were even fewer people. Qingming Festival is a day of nostalgia. It does not mean that 365 days and nights a year are missed only on this day. It’s just that Qingming Festival is more suitable for missing. There are only a few people in the world who can say to them, “I love, I want to hug, I want to be coaxed and spoiled, and I can naturally ask for unconditional love. I thought I could keep begging her. It was not until that day that I received a call from my second aunt: Sister, tell you, don’t be sad or cry. Grandma went there. I always thought that death was a very distant thing from I am. It seemed that the distant thing would never happen around me. So I never thought about this. When I received a call from my second aunt, my heart sank and my tears fell down immediately. I realized in a daze that it was so easy to die. Maybe only by experiencing the pain of losing people around you can you truly understand that feeling. They are different from each other, and life and death are separated. I think it’s really painful. So I dare not think about it, but my heart is still painful and sad! Breathing is very difficult, with tears all over my face. When I went home on holiday, I saw the house my grandmother had lived in before was beyond recognition, and my heart was full of pain. Here, have you ever lived in someone who loves me so much? Is she really gone? However, really, after everything happened and after thinking about it, everything was no longer the same as before. In this day when I could put aside everything and miss it recklessly, my heart was a little numb. I couldn’t get into the real mourning mood. I was a little at a loss, I feel as if I am in the void, unable to grasp a little truth. I began to recall that time began to retreat fragment 1: Sister a month before grandma left, why did she call me today? My cousin seems a little surprised. Grandma is ill, is it very serious? It is very powerful, but I got up today, you wait, I will call her to answer the phone. Ya, when will I come back? I want to see you. There came grandma’s trembling voice, and I sobbed. Grandma and grandma, are you feeling better? I’m fine, don’t worry. It’s cold, let my cousin take you to bask in the sun. Old, don’t want to move, I don’t know if I can see you again. Yes, I will have a holiday soon. I will accompany you every day when I come back. I am afraid that I can’t do it, alas, I can’t help myself when I am old. I cried out of control: Grandma, I want you to live well, don’t die, don’t say unlucky words. I was like a frightened bird with extremely unstable mood, which not only scared my roommate, but also scared my grandmother. She was just like the old days before, ya, don’t cry, ya, so good, Grandma, die. Grandma, you promised me, but no matter how overbearing I was, you finally gave up your promise to me once, and it was the only time. Just leave me in front of your grave, looking into the sky with tears. Fragment 2. Grandma, the last day of summer vacation, I will go back to school tomorrow. I’m leaving again, so fast. Next time I come back, I will live in a new house. By then, I will be closer to you. I will take you to the top of my house to bask in the sun every day. Next time, bring a boyfriend back, let me see, I want to know who took me away. OK, I’m going to have a boyfriend, the first one to show you. Grandma turned her face and looked at me kindly. The faint smile on her face was so warm. Grandma, don’t stay in the house all day long. Go out for a walk more and exercise your body well. When I earn money, I will take you outside to play. Good, ah, so filial, grandma laughed happily like a child. It was a pity that all the agreements were empty. It seemed that I could still hear the warm laughter that afternoon. Turning around, I felt dejected. Fragment III. Fragment IV my mind was in a mess. It was the first time that I carried my schoolbag, changed my teeth, fought with someone for the first time, and my grandmother was beside me for the first time. It turned out that in my life, Grandma penetrated so deeply, so widely and everywhere. But it is such a person who is far away from me now. I haven’t had time to do anything, such as: bring a boyfriend to show her, and let her put my hand in another person’s hand; or, take her to the place where she had been when she was young, which made her not only fascinated in her memory; Or she also paid homage and made a vow in front of the Buddha together. Grandma believed in the Buddha so much, but I haven’t been with her once. If I had known this, I would have promised devoutly in front of the Buddha: I want my grandmother to accompany me for a long time, but I will never have this chance. In tears, when I saw my grandmother coming towards me, I still said: Ya, don’t cry; Ya, how lovely! 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. 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[Introduction]: What I don’t care about is the blessing with tears streaming down my face. What I think about is your kindness. I silently regard it as the support you give me by my side. Will you miss me? There is no information about you on the phone, and none of the calls that have been turned on all the time is from you. Your persistence makes me want to cry. You are a song deep in my heart. It has beautiful melody, but it is an incomplete song. Do you know that my miss for You reaches out to your dream in the dark night, but there is never my shadow in your heart. It is not strange that I cannot touch your heart, but it is my real voice. Imagine why your melody doesn’t have the ending I want. I just want to share it with you and write it to you forever. You are not clear enough about my contribution. At that moment, at least I thought about you very seriously. You are not my happiness because I am hesitating. Many times, I really go too far towards you because I care too much about you. Dear, you have to believe me. I really didn’t mean it, if you really knew me, you wouldn’t dispute with me, wouldn’t you? You are my happiness. I long for your comfort, but I don’t have the support I want. I am looking for it regardless of everything. My journey becomes a humble contribution, but the love between us is gradually blurred. Ambiguity often hurts us. I can feel your feelings. If you treat me like that, I will be sad, won’t I? If you don’t care about a person, you won’t hate it. No matter what you do, the people you care about will be the ones you care about. Now we have grown up, the team will take responsibility by itself, I don’t know what I should say to you, and I don’t know where to start. I just hope everything is fine with you. The I am happy with you, without thinking about anything, there is always infinite joy and attachment in my heart. If I have to add a time before this happiness, I hope that every time I think of it, I can’t help crying, I think I know what I should do. Happiness is not given by others, but by ourselves. Although we are divided into two places by reality, but my heart is always in the same direction as yours. I will only be angry with the life I like and smile with the people I don’t like. A person’s life is full of pale fragments. But after a long time, I will get used to it naturally. I am grateful for this kind of life, because I feel quiet without mutual harm or single injury, I am not sure that this is my own protection. I know it’s very good, let alone I won’t be too tired. I know my life is lonely and sad, but there is no intrigue or intrigue in this loneliness and sadness. When I am lonely, I will think of your gentleness, but this warmth holds others’ hands and keeps your residual warmth. Maybe my seriousness makes you want to escape, run out of my sight and be happy. What I don’t care about is the blessing with tears behind it. What I think about is your kindness. I silently regard it as the support you give me by my side, will you miss me? There is no information about you on the phone, and none of the calls that have been turned on all the time is from you. Your insistence makes me want to cry. My trip is meaningless, when the thing of love is gone, I choose to let go to fulfill the beginning of your love. I don’t have the natural ability to forget, but I still force myself to forget you, because you are not worthy of my thinking again, you are like a scenery when I am getting off the bus, you have left my sight and you will never belong to me, I am still the best one of your friends. When you need it most, I will appear beside you in time to share with you. I have never really blamed you, when you struggle in the mud, you can still touch my hand to give you energy to accompany you out of the darkness. My shadow has been waiting for you in your life, never leaving or giving up. You are a song deep in my heart. It has a pleasant melody, but it is an incomplete song. It is my song, a departing song with no ending. [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. 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