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Jingle is one of my netizens. When I knew the jingle of bells, I just learned to chat on the internet. At that time, I was in an extremely confused situation because of some emergencies in my life. Later, I got rid of my inner confusion from the writing of childhood memory, which made me return to a happy and peaceful state of mind. In the process of my writing “childhood memory”, the jingle of bells appeared, and the appearance of the jingle of bells was very magical for my writing, the jingle of the Bell unexpectedly inspired me and led me to write a better chapter! Really, if she hadn’t talked with me that day, I would have written some incomplete and poorly connected chapters, but the day she talked with her, what I write will be some beautiful and brisk chapters. Jingle likes the articles I wrote. She has read almost all the articles I wrote, and she also told me her reading comments after reading them, if you think it is well written, praise it. If you think it is not good, give me some better suggestions for modification. In the impression of jingling bells, I am a proud Prince, at least in my childhood, I would be like this in her impression. She always said that looking at my articles was like running through the mountains and fields of my hometown with me. I think the effect of my childhood memory is just to let people go back to the past and happy time. If there are other effects, then, for the busy physically and mentally exhausted people, they should have a relatively relaxed feeling in their hearts when reading my childhood memories. In the chat with jingle, I learned that she was a teacher of the people, and she should be several years younger than me. I think the reason why jingle bell can inspire me to write has something to do with her being many years younger than me, because I was troubled at that time, need a kind of light thing to dilute the inner sense of heaviness. Of course, what was more important was that the beauty of her heart touched me and made me write those beautiful and brisk chapters. Jingle Bell is the kind of girl who has very simple thoughts and good tension at the same time. She will play coquetry with you, and at the same time she will remind you to find your position and direction at any time. In my imagination, she likes to wear clothes of plain color, and her clothes show an elegant beauty in monotony. When we are chatting, we always guess each other’s favorite things, including favorite costumes, books and historical figures. Strangely, what we guess most of the time is actually accurate. The chat between jingle and me seldom involves the topic of love, and at most I will wish their whole family happiness, or when her husband is waiting for her in bed and she still wants to talk to me, I will urge her to go quickly. Or she would urge me to find a girlfriend to get married. Our hearts should really think of each other, but this worry has nothing to do with love, which is closer to family affection at the beginning. Yes, at the beginning, I regarded her as one of my younger sisters, and she also thought that I am one of her elder brothers. Now, I seldom talk with her, just like there is nothing between brother and sister who can’t talk. We only talk when something happens in our life, for example, she told me that her mother-in-law had passed away, and she was very sad. She also said that the principal of their school had been replaced, and now the principal is not good, which is the very specific explanation. The same is true for me. I just told her about my current living condition and I haven’t caught a cold recently. The bells rang. I don’t even know what she looks like, one of my younger sisters who is not related by blood. However, we have formed a very natural kinship on the spiritual level, then, we should be brothers and sisters with blood thicker than water in spiritual level. My sister, she is my pride, my concern and my happy fruit. She reminds me of her when I am tired. My exhaustion needs her comfort, when I am happy, I will think of her. My happiness needs her sharing. For me, the jingle of the Bell is just like a gust of breeze. She gently blows the wind chimes of my life, making my heart continuously make a pleasant sound. 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. 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