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Love Books

As the saying goes: book a House of Gold, the book has its own treasure. In ancient times, Su Qin began to learn Guiguzi. At the beginning, he failed to persuade other countries because of his poor academic skills. He got dressed in rags and had to go home. After that, he was ridiculed by his family. Later, he studied hard, with his head, finally hanging six imprint, yi jin home, the benefits of reading self-evident. When I was young, I was always hungry and disliked because of my poor family. What I longed for most was to stand out and stand out one day, but after all I had that aspiration, not that talent, so when I was not proud of it, I went to the bookstore to relieve my worries and boredom. From the beginning of the medicine, my uncle not only found me some pharmaceutical books, but also gave me a book named a collection of stories of famous Chinese medicine. Reading it carefully benefited me a lot. The book was written by Mr. Pan Zhaozhong of Linyi, from folk legends to ancient emperors, from ancient China to ancient Europe, from feudal society to the Republic of China until after liberation, the stories collected in the book are all-inclusive, among which many celebrity stories related to traditional Chinese medicine not only make people cultivate their temperament, absorb some precious spiritual wealth in life, but also deepen their impetuous mentality, I can also learn some practical secret recipes and common sense of traditional Chinese medicine, as well as some secrets of health preserving, fitness and strengthening body. This book is also a rare good book because of its strong story, interest and readability. Besides these, I am also very interested in the origin of some Chinese medicine aliases in this book. By reading these stories, I can easily master the performance and use of some Chinese medicine, therefore, I also like to use some alias of traditional Chinese medicine as my own pen name or net name. Unfortunately, the book was already dilapidated after being circulated for several times, and even the cover was broken at last, so I had to stick it carefully with adhesive tape. Finally, it was passed to a friend, and he didn’t mean to return it after seeing it for a long time. But because of the good friendship, he couldn’t open the door to return it. Since all of them are book lovers, I had to take the book as a metaphor, and took out my second collection of books “Tao Te Ching” and said: This book is better. Take it and have a look. The words were very generous, but I still thought in my heart that you had read my book for such a long time, should it be returned? My friend said as if nothing had happened, “I haven’t brought you that book yet. I have finished reading this book and sent it together with that one. I felt happy in my heart. Well, finally he hasn’t forgotten. It was a long time passed, and my friend didn’t mention anything about the book when I met several times. I felt uncomfortable again. Did he lose the book? Therefore, I took out my third book “Guiguzi” cruelly, because I previously knew that Mr. Guiguzi in the legend was the teacher of Zhang Yi, Su Qin, Sun Bin, Pang Juan and other influential figures in the Warring States period, so I admired it very much, and then I bought a book in the bookstore, but my friend took it without any hesitation! Wu Yue War, Legend Goujian in accordance with the “Book of principles, was able to in times of crisis head off, eventually tables. I couldn’t help buying another book of changes. Before I started reading the book, my friend came again. I showed off the book to him and said, “Look, this is what I bought., I thought he couldn’t bear to borrow the book I just bought. My friend read it in his hand and praised it: good book! Good book!, he put the book into his bag and turned around. Hey, you said it made me anxious. The purpose of asking him to read was to ask him to return the book. Ha ha, this is great. I even took the ones I just bought but haven’t read. It seems that, I have to say this book. Of course, what has been said above is not aimed at satirizing friends. This article is just a metaphor for the eagerness of a book lover. People benefit from reading books and make friends when giving books, which is a great happy event for book lovers. Only when people who love books can’t get the books they want are the biggest annoyance for people. Like (prose editor: Yue ran) 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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Forget

After many days, I still couldn’t forget her. If time can erase one’s memory, then I just want to know how long it will take. And whether she and I are destined or not. If not, why do we meet so skillfully? If so, why are we close at hand but as if we are far away from the end of the world. We met by chance and fell in love with each other at first sight. We all thought we had found the other half of our life, so we were delighted how long I waited for this moment! How I wish there could be a girl who likes me and I also like to have a happy love with me, and today I finally waited for all this. However, the reality is always not as good as imagined. Our relationship was extremely difficult. At the beginning, there were constant contradictions and misunderstandings, and then the Cold War lasted for a long time. In a flash, time seemed to solidify, and in a flash, time seemed to fly away again. The Love I expected for a long time ended quietly before I had time to start. It seemed that the surprise and sweetness when I first met was still yesterday, but it disappeared so quickly. I thought she was kind of interested in me, but I didn’t expect that she had already given up, but I didn’t miss her for a day, and I didn’t love her for a day. I have been waiting for the day when we get back together. After a short daze and a loss at a loss, I felt the pain like falling in the sky, which swept through the sky. In the following years, it was like purgatory for me. I couldn’t help thinking of her one day. I missed her at work and at dinner, even when I was sleeping at night, I was still thinking about her. I am always thinking about where the problem lies in this relationship. Why was everything yesterday but separated from each other today? I searched in my mind again and again for the few happy days when we were together, and I often couldn’t help shedding tears. I believe that I am a very strong boy. No matter how painful the pain is, I must accept it bravely. I often advise myself that this is just a very common love story, falling in love with someone who doesn’t love me. It’s no big deal, and now the pain is just short-lived, they will eventually pass, and I will eventually meet someone who loves me again. The wound she brought to me will eventually be smoothed by time. I often tell myself that I will never be unhappy all day like the people in the novel, hurting myself because life is always going on, just when I haven’t met her in this life, nothing has ever happened. Although we say so, how can we regard what really happened as not happening? Although I could fool others, I couldn’t fool myself. I fell in love with her, but she didn’t love me any more. Such despair made me nowhere to hide! I had insomnia almost every night, and hesitated how to see her in the future because I understood: we are no longer children, and we should be very mature considering civilization. Since she doesn’t love me, there must be her reasons, and any retention will be of no help. On the contrary, it will only increase the pressure of the other party and even arouse the antipathy of others. If I were a good man, I wouldn’t bother her and let her live a free life easily. But who will relieve my pain? Time and time again, I couldn’t sleep in the silent midnight, and my heart was hurt to the extreme. However, who knew all this? I am thinking for her and worrying about her here. But in her mind, maybe I have already been forgotten like a hurried passer. In order to get myself out of this painful day as soon as possible, I actively came up with various ways to save myself. I took the initiative to invite friends to dinner and party, hoping to disperse my missing for her. When I was depressed, walking outside alone, I hope the new environment can dilute my memory of her, but all of this is of no help. When I am with friends, I will want to be with her. How good it would be! When I go for a walk alone, I will think, if it weren’t for her, why would I wander here alone! Every time I try to contact other girls deliberately, I will think of her and our first acquaintance. All of these will only arouse my miss for her. How long is the sad day like this! But whenever I am alone, I will miss her. When I think of her, I will feel heartache. When I walk on campus every day, I would think that I might meet her here, but this kind of encounter never happened, but the idea of peace treaty made me full of hope every day, and also made me come day by day. A friend advised me that you couldn’t forget it because you didn’t get it. People are always unable to let go of what they can’t get because when you lose, you will know what cherish is. In fact, I don’t understand this truth? It was exactly like this that I persuaded myself again and again, but I couldn’t get rid of it and forget it. I always missed her again and again, and even such entanglement made me unable to throw myself into new feelings. The distance between two people is not the distance between life and death, nor the distance between the end of the world and the corner of the Earth, but the distance between me and you don’t know that I love you. How helpless, just like me and her. If I stood in front of her now, did she know that a boy once thought for her and worried about her. [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. 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Teachers

Including the first semester of kindergarten and the sixteen-and-a-half years of study, teachers, the group of appellation, are the most affected people except their parents in their whole life. A teacher for a lifetime for every man which. Teacher Zhu, who was enlightened in primary school, was gentle and patient, and planted my original dream, that is to be a teacher. Although it gradually went further and even was rejected for a period of time. At the most self-abased and cowardly middle school stage, teacher Xiao, the head teacher, made me fall in love with novels and words, as well as her beautiful and elegant words. The most important thing is the confidence gradually picked up. Lao Li, the principal and senior high school English teacher, is an elite in the education circle in a small county. He is always full of enthusiasm and confidence. Carry out innovative learning, open green channels for us, encourage us to communicate in Mandarin and English at ordinary times (many teachers used dialects at that time) and always felt that, what he taught me was not specific English learning, but an attitude towards study and life. Many years later, I still remember his hearty laughter and the kindness like my father when calling my girl. No matter how time changes, Lao Li is the teacher I respect most. Senior high school Chinese teacher senior sister Gao surprised me to find that teachers and classmates could get along so well, no matter boys or girls, no matter their grades were good or bad. Listening to her talking about a dream of Red Mansions, she was intoxicated. She liked Yu Qiuyu, so I also went to see Yu Qiuyu. At that time, the happiest thing was that the composition was read as a model essay, hehe. She makes me feel that reading is not only for exams, because there is a richer and wider world in the book, from which I can go to places where my steps cannot reach. At that time, I was determined to be a Chinese teacher like her. Senior High School head teacher and senior chemistry teacher, unsmiling, black framed big glasses, I don’t know how many students in the class at that time were a little afraid of senior high school like me, and I don’t know whether this is the reason, at that time, the overall chemistry score of our class was good, at least for me, the chemistry score was the best among the three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry. What has always been a little confused is that he I am an organizing committee member on the list of the class Committee directly appointed by him at the beginning of the first year of senior high school, which is really a little flattered for me who has kept a low profile for three years in junior high school, he. As for the influence, when I filled in the college entrance examination, I searched through the whole instruction book and couldn’t find the Chinese language and literature to recruit science students, so I filled in the applied chemistry without hesitation. The influence was quite huge… ⊙_⊙ when I was in college, there were not many impressive teachers. Two English teachers, Miss Liu Mo, Mr. Luo of basic chemistry experiment analytical chemistry, Mr. Teng of Elective Science and Innovation Forum, and Mr. Chen of graduation design. Of course, the most profound thing is that teacher Yu of physics and chemistry, Hey Hey, Yinghua’s children, you know. Although it is old-fashioned, I still sincerely wish all teachers a happy holiday. Thank you, teacher kindness has never been forgotten. 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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Father

The autumn wind was bleak, walking alone on the street of a foreign land, the cold wave came quietly. The crowd who were usually crowded at night came back faintly, with yellow street lamps, falling leaves and praseoides writing a touch of desolation, the old father at the other end blurry his sight: Are you in good health? The only son is honorable, he enjoys the glory of his peers in the village, his ancestors are poor, and his father has no chance to learn. Only working is the mission of his life. After the exam, I handed in the examination paper I brought back. I checked it back and forth like a program, half a ring, and said rigorously: I have to work hard! Such a plain childhood, Father! You are afraid that I will be bullied by my playmate, so you often take me with you and learn to be unsociable; You are afraid that I will be satirized by malicious words, and you will tolerate and protect me everywhere and learn to be silent; you are afraid that I will encounter the cold winter, go to school with Frost to add clothes for me, and learn to rely on! Crossing the winding and rugged mountain road, taking over the luggage in your hand, like a bird flying in a bamboo cage, the breath of freedom suddenly disrupted the rhythm of the psychological cycle! Facing the novel world, I have too many fantasies! When I grew up, the realistic society, the cruel rules of the game and the inside story of fighting for power and profits were far less simple than the mountain playing house. The Hidden intrigue almost suffocated me! Father, I’m tired, really tired! You taught me: To be honest, to be a man of duty every day, but to be severely stepped on by the latter. I didn’t complain, because the teacher said that justice would be upheld one day; You taught me: A kind person whenever blood is output from my arm, someone laughs at me for being silly, disdain it, proudly faces the sky, and promises: a good man has a safe life! Everything has changed. Father, please tell me whether I can still pursue that piece of unpolluted pure land in this world of mixed fish and Pearl! [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…