When I am tired of running around, I often outline and imagine my future in my heart until it becomes clearer in my heart. I will ask myself, what kind of life do you want? Yes, I am longing for a stable and quiet life. You don’t have to live in a metropolis, but you can live in a small city with slow pace of life. Not far from my parents, I can often go home to visit. You need to have a job that you like. You are busy and full during the day, and your time at night is dedicated to yourself. The house does not need to be big, as long as it is with the people you love. There must be a clean and elegant study room at home with a zither to play and enjoy yourself in your spare time. There are full of books on the shelf, and a set of white porcelain tea sets and various kinds of tea on the shelf. There will also be an old CD player and stereo, and some vinyl records and national instrumental music will be put on. Wear a comfortable pajamas and raise a lazy cat. Occasionally, I invite my friends to get together at home, get into the kitchen to clean up some good dishes, and talk about trivial matters. I can travel once or twice a year, hanging a camera, carrying a bag and saying to leave. If you have savings, you can open a small book bar after work. Every book is selected by me, not for high price, but for classics. There are wooden tables and chairs in the store, which allow guests to sit down for a while. Turn over books and listen to light music to relieve the tiredness of the day. The name of the store, why not call it Qinghuan. A word written by Zhu dunru suits my heart. A deep glass of wine is full every day, and flowers bloom in the small garden. Singing, dancing and laughing, free and unfettered. Several spring dreams in history, how many talents in the world of mortals. No need to care about and arrange, get now. This is exactly what I want. Remember a dream last night I had a dream that we were all dead. Only the purest soul is left to those we love. This long life has come to an end. We have die. We walked along the long rails hand in hand in the wilderness of the twilight. Dear, what a sad and deep Road that is! The wind raging my hair, tangled and covered my sight. The rainstorm wet my clothes and froze the last warmth of my fingertips. Lightning roared above our heads, as if to tear the world apart. There is also snow, the vast snow flying. There are also beasts, coveting our skin and flesh. Dear, please hold my hands tightly and let me cry on your shoulder. Where on earth will this ruthless fate lead us? I trembled in your arms, but couldn’t hear your heartbeat. Your warm and powerful heartbeat finally reached the end of the railway track, which were two heavy and low tombstones. Our names, our birthdays and our deaths are engraved on the tombstone. We will sleep here in the underground and turn into dust. I knelt in front of our grave and felt painful. I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die. I haven’t loved enough. I can’t leave. But dear, why are you silent? Shouldn’t you cry with me? We have lost our lives, can we fall in love again? We are no longer flesh-and-blood people. We are fragile like a withered leaf, which will wither and wither at any time. The faint is like a trace of breath, and the wind blows away without shadow. We only have the purest soul left, struggling not to separate. A clear BIRDSONG woke me up from my dream. The first ray of sunshine in the morning passed through the curtain and sprinkled on my face. I opened my eyes, tears remained at the corner of my eye. You stared at me with a smile beside the pillow. Did you have a nightmare? I nodded. You hugged me and said, “it’s okay. It’s okay when you wake up. I am still there, you are still there, and the sunshine is also there. At this moment, I suddenly cherish today very much.

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We often say that everyone is excellent. In fact, although everyone fails to succeed, everyone is indeed excellent. The reason why we are not excellent is that we have different standards and opportunities. Everything has a door, and the key of each door should be different. However, there is a master key that can open any door. It is an ideal, and a lofty ideal is the key to everything. Ideal is a common topic, because she is intertwined with our lives. As a man, be cruel to yourself so that you can make a difference. There is always nothing wrong with taking the initiative in everything. Starting from small things, it may not be so gorgeous and great to achieve your life. Look further away from your own perspective. Faith is also a kind of belief, and also an invisible power, which covers all kinds of emotions such as tolerance, sincerity, hardship, perseverance and determination, and its support is needed to carry out difficult work, however, the growing mountain cannot lack faith. There are some things we must accept, because it is limited. But never give up the possibility of pursuing, because it is infinite. Many things are not as good as we thought. The goal in my heart may not be achieved, but the steps are not in vain. I think every step I take is a harvest, and pain is also a harvest, hardship is also a kind of harvest, and crying is also an essential experience. Otherwise, how do I know what happiness is and what it feels like to laugh up to the sky after success, I think it is always beautiful to walk. No matter what the result is, I will grow here. Don’t be afraid of difficulties. People won’t suffer for a lifetime, but they will suffer for a while. Many people have suffered for a lifetime in order to avoid suffering for a while. I can’t be the hero of everyone, but I want to be the hero of Zhang Mengxuan. Just, I want to write something accidentally. I beat the black keyboard from time to time. Writing very conventional words. Maybe life is like this. When you have traveled a lot, you will find that you have already forgotten your original intention when you set out. Sometimes, we can’t change many things, so we are obedient. This may be our sorrow, and it is also our responsibility after we understand it. If you keep walking and doing things continuously, you will be a low-key person for the latecomers, and you will be more steady than once; If you do things with high profile, you will be better than once.

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Sometimes those weak emotions in my heart will be revealed by accident. When I see the scene of joys and sorrows described in the book, when I hear the sad story, I will feel emotional for it, and I can’t help crying. It is difficult for a born sentimental person to hide. I like small animals very much. When I saw the cat lying on the wall and the beautiful dog running across the street, I would inevitably caress them and give them something to eat, as if I couldn’t help them. At that time, a stray cat was probably very hungry and was looking for food pitifully. When I found it, the time went by and there was a sumptuous lunch with chicken liver mixed with steamed buns. For a long time, things like this often happened, which also became a joke of others, and attracted a burst of gossips and helplessness, which was born to be this kind of person. The young things make people feel pitiful, and they have the impulse to care for her when they see them. Yesterday, I saw a very young boy, about two or three years old. I bought a pack of cigarettes and walked out of a supermarket. He was twisting his body from the outside and swaying in. I feel funny, because the little guy holds a beer bottle in one hand and a white wine bottle in the other hand, which are obviously empty bottles. I thought what on earth he was doing here? So he looked at him curiously. It turned out that the child came to return the wine bottle. He bought sugar with the money he got. What he did made the people there couldn’t help, which caused a burst of laughter. I think this kid is really cute. I held him back and bought some candies for him. He ran away happily with a smile. I know whose child he is, he used to drink wine with his father several times. His father was a typical drinker who was good at drinking. Estimated home the bottles of wine many. Such a young child who wants to eat sugar will think of using it to exchange money. It must be a very smart child. I don’t know whether this kind of inexplicable psychology is ridiculous. For example, when the cold wind is raging in winter, I will worry about how those birds spend the winter and whether the wild cats on the mountain have food to eat, I feel sad when I see the old people stumbling, and there are many similar things. In short, it is a scene where I can’t see and complain. I like bright things and a beautiful landscape painting, it will brighten my heart, and a beautiful song will also make my mood happy. The next step is to dance with the beautiful melody and enjoy it without feeling tired. When meeting young girls, they are filled with the breath of youth, which will make people feel refreshed. Beautiful women will indeed bring people a good mood. I like beautiful things and feel sad, which makes me sentimental. Sometimes in a sea of joy, beautiful thoughts gallop in the sky, and the whole world is a piece of light. Sometimes, on the contrary, depressed and gloomy emotions dominate oneself, feeling sad and sad inside, which is often caused by some negative reasons from the outside world, it takes a period of time to get rid of the depressed mood, and sometimes you need to go out for a walk to relieve your mood.

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The cold rain outside was desolate, and there was a song of winter. The cold rain filled the sealed words and stories in the book with another charm. Standing alone under the cold window of the ancient house, listening to the whispers of several fallen leaves, talking about lovesickness to see who is thinner! I like this rainy day very much. It is quiet, ethereal and charming, except for the occasional inappropriate sound of car brake. Everything is so cozy. Turn off the cellphone and sit alone in the study without any disturbance. There is only soft music in your ears, only fragrant words in front of your eyes, and only complete empty in your mind. Only at this moment can loneliness be moved and the world be so calm. Only the long-lost oiled paper umbrella at the corner can cover the time lower than the eaves. Unconsciously rummaging through some fragments of broken Jane in the draft box, I was shocked to find that the once familiar words, like the messy flowers in the corner of the wall, scrawled in the corner, wanton but real. I read articles one by one, and from time to time I imagine the mood behind these words, which is not only the words but also my own mood. Between the lines, life and death are not necessary, happiness and sorrow are not necessary, and we do not have to talk about the past and present. We only need to use light scenery to reflect light feelings! In the words, we are graceful in our years, in the misty rain, waving our hands without any ink fragrance, singing our own simplicity and amorous feelings. In the words, we listen to the pouring out of the years at the corner of our eyes, follow the scriptures of the world of mortals, recall the past, sing and enjoy all the way. In the words, we invite one or two bosom friends to talk about everything about clothes, emotions, women and men. Let the song Guangling San trickle out like running water, light and shallow, overflowing and overflowing. How can such words be bad? The words were long, so did I. I began to swim in every intoxicating text. Fireworks and dreams in the dust were swaying like flowers on the other side. Quietly, I came to Wanshan’s home. It was a little cold at night, and I kept the bright moon alone. In the thin and cool place, the qingci covered the shallow smile of the Yi people, warming the coolness of my fingertips, thinking secretly, how talented women can write such elegant and classic poems, and then the lingering of wind, flowers, snow and moon can be engraved. I turned around and sneaked to the Shanren Dao’s house. I found that there was a lot of laughter and chaos here. After a careful probe, I realized that Shanren Dao was organizing all my friends to flee, the humorous language style really fascinated a large number of fans. The same name, different identities, different styles. The two Youyou have different moods and words. One likes traveling, so the words are always accompanied by beautiful picture explanations. What’s more important is to see the Enlightenment behind the scenery, which is the true meaning of words. A person with delicate and quiet words, with a touch of feelings, narrated the days and nights like water. Because of words, I was also lucky to know Yuer, a person I could not describe with words. His words were clean without any dust, with love for his family, my heartbreaking to my lover, I thought about it all the way. Because of the words, I met snow and birds, my peers. I especially appreciate the poetry of snow, which is elegant, with local flavor and love. The words are unobtrusive but chewy. While bird, we have already cooperated with each other quite tacitly. My words became three-dimensional and vivid immediately under her clear and clear reading, which brought unexpected effects. Because of the words, benxuan and I often lose each other. Because of the words, Wanshan Feixue and I often talk nonsense. Because of the words, I once again followed langshou feizhou to recollect and read “on the Qin Dynasty” and felt his literary talent and unique insights. Because of the words, I got to know the poems which can be called masters. They dance like Fengwu, idle clouds, clean dust, Mount Huangshan hung on the moon, don’t forget me, ancient moon, and Kui make crops. Although I admire their talents very much, I have no choice, how can I learn it? Only shame. Although the rain was still miserable, my heart was warm at this time because of the lingering of words, the connotation of words and the emotion of words. Wandering alone in the words, moving gradually filled. Looking back, in the depth of clouds and water, the words have been moving for thousands of years. Therefore, I also laid a piece of plain paper gently and wrote down a thousand years of love with words. (Ii) interpretation of the text because of the rain, we have the mood to read and read the text. Whether it is online text or Chinese text, the text gives us a lot of gains. It is always said that words are just the repetition, combination and arrangement of all kinds of Chinese characters, which are tangible and accessible. But think carefully, can you really touch them? We can only take ideas, conjecture, ponder, and read. Therefore, we begin to chew words and analyze the implication behind them. Some trees think of life, while others think of Shangshan, youshan thought of majestic, Youcheng thought of loneliness there were overtones behind every paragraph of words, but some words were full of philosophy, while some words endowed with sound and ancient charm, some words smooth the vicissitudes of the past with chivalrous tenderness, while some words look for the prosperity of the long past in the old legend. I have to admire the extraordinary intelligence of human beings from the time when I remember things with ropes to the time when the words are changing. Because of the words, we have experienced the ideological content and artistry behind the unfathomable ancient prose. Although it is difficult to understand, we have written the due attitude towards life. Because of the words, I appreciated Zhuge Liang’s quality behind the “master” that he devoted all his efforts to the country and the people, and died after death. Because of the words, I understood Li Qingzhao’s sad and classic sentence: miserable and miserable. Because of the words, I realized that the surface of Epang Palace Fu was about Qin’s extravagance and extravagance in building Epang Palace, in fact, the story of Qin satirized the current affairs of Tang Dynasty and exhorted those in charge of Tang Dynasty to learn from the past and not to grieve without learning from the past, in the end, it can only end up with the result of the later generations. Because of the words, I felt the rage and anger of the angry hair, the loyalty and spirit of cleaning up the old mountains and rivers, the passing through the air with stones, the waves patting the shore, the ancient war words interpreted by rolling up thousands of piles of snow present us so rich and profound. It has even become a way for human beings to claim their emotions in this world. Whether it is quiet or fanatical, human beings pour to it, which are permeating their souls. The so-called article is the aspiration! Reading and reading, those undescribable hearts, unpeaceful monologues and unconveyed thoughts are all interpreted in wonderful words. Therefore, when everything is washed away by the rain, it is easier for us to keep a heart. Between the lines, we can taste the reality of the world, the clouds of the past and the loneliness of the soul. Reading these words quietly, what my heart gets is a kind of understanding, intoxication and shock!

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Riding a bicycle, facing the cold wind, I came to the temporary work unit. Because there was no pressure at work, I lived a relaxed and comfortable life day by day. Sitting in front of the desk and looking out of the window, the rising sun rose in the east, and the clouds dyed red in the sky poured the only heat all over the world, but people in the cold wind still could not feel its warmth, they are all wrapped tightly to travel. More than a dozen workers on the opposite construction site seemed to be iron men. They came to the construction site from in the morning and kept working and busy. Their hands were as rough as pine bark, their faces were purple with cold, their clothes were dirty, old and thin in order to support their families, they were working hard in every major work in this city, and they had reached the end of the year, the parents, wives and children of the family waited for them to go home. Although they were eager to return home, maybe they hadn’t received their salary yet. Maybe the boss forced them to bite their teeth when they were in time, on the day when the work was stopped, maybe they would return with their hard-earned money. I suddenly felt that I was so happy that I wouldn’t live as hard as them. Although I don’t have much money, I can have no worries about food and clothing; Although the house is not big, it is permeated with the melody of love; Although the work is insignificant, I write logs, read books, surf the internet and look out of the window in a warm office, chatting with my colleagues every time I took my daughter by the houses of these construction workers after work, I looked at them involuntarily and reminded my daughter: Look, these people are doing the most tiring work in this city, living in such a board room, eating food without oil and water, but they still talked and laughed, full of energy, because their children gave them strength, they shed blood and sweat like this, perhaps for their children not living as hard as themselves. My daughter said chilly: our teacher said that if we didn’t study, we would live as hard and pitiful as these uncles. Yes, knowledge can change fate, and fate should be controlled by oneself. These uncles didn’t study hard when they were young, but now they can only sell coolies. I don’t forget to teach my daughter a few words. My daughter watched an uncle eating a big steamed bun with a big mouth and a big mouth. How delicious they were, how could I eat such a steamed bun? It is very good for them to have such steamed buns. In fact, their bleeding and sweating make the city more and more beautiful, but they get very little. Life is unfair and reality is so cruel, those who work hard are different from those who work hard! What are you talking about? Bother! Bother! My daughter pushes me, go home quickly, my stomach is so hungry! I want to eat roast chicken, the roast chicken my dad bought smells good! I looked back at this group of people, raised my head and looked at the white sun in the sky, thinking: may the warm sun in winter shine more on this group of hard-working workers, and may the cold winter in the world not be cold any more! A few days ago, I saw a dog twitching painfully downstairs. I thought it was going to die. At night, it snowed heavily with goose feather. I thought of that dog, and its sad eyes seemed to appear in front of me. Maybe it could not last tonight. I said to my husband sadly: there was a dog downstairs, which seemed to have eaten poisonous food. It was so pitiful that the front legs were smoked one by one. Is it just a dog, is it worthy of your sympathy? The husband said impatiently. The next morning, after a rainy day, I went downstairs to buy breakfast. I met an aunt on the third floor who was holding a yellow pug with soft long hair and exquisite appearance, A cute look. I suddenly thought of that poor dog and said, “Yesterday, a dog might have been poisoned. Maybe that dog was not poisoned, I don’t know that vicious man broke his leg as if he had hurt his nerve. He kept twitching and cramming, including when he fell asleep. I think she was pitiful and sometimes fed him some food. The aunt said hurriedly. I sighed, and the painful appearance and helpless eyes of it lying there were always emerging in my mind. A few days later, I saw it again. It jumped on one foot and ate the steamed bread thrown by a child. It was so painful to eat, smoke, eat and smoke, it is better to die than to live! Animals, like human beings, have an instinct to survive, but instead of living so painfully, dying is actually a kind of relief. But it is surrounded by kind-hearted adults and children who give it food and let it live so painfully and live day by day driven by its survival instinct. People, for their own personal interests, always destroy animals and even occupy the living space of animals. Today, I read an article about rescuing gorillas. 97% of the DNA of gorillas is the same as that of human beings, and they are indeed the closest friends of human beings. However, with the disappearance of forests and the killing of people, the red gorillas are expected to be extinct by 2020. Maybe if people restrain their desires and have more sympathy, the world will be more harmonious and the tragedy of that puppy will not be staged again. The call of two lost lives after dinner, I suddenly heard the cry of a child coming out of the window. My heart became tight, for the two lost little lives. A few months ago, a chilling thing happened in a community in Nanjing: a girl over three years old and a baby over one year old starved to death in the house. Lying in bed, I imagined the fear of a three-year-old girl over and over again. Mom left. She and her sister were locked in the house. Her sister cried hard. She was afraid of knocking the locked door, but couldn’t open it. It was getting dark and she was hungry, my mother didn’t come back even though she was thirsty and scared. A three-year-old girl still needs the careful care of her parents, but she also needs to take care of her crying sister. The cry of her sister made her more scared and pitiful! Thinking of this, my heart aches so much that I can’t breathe! When their mother left home for the first time, she cried and bravely opened the door and ran out for help. They also helped them and gave them food and drink. Some aunts in the community took the keys to her house, and ran out for a few days when their mother was addicted to drugs and didn’t return, I also took care of two young lives for a few days. But when their mother comes home, she will be asked to go back. No one has entered their home any more. During this period, some people wanted to send them to orphanages, but they were rejected because of unqualified conditions. Therefore, the two young lives were locked up at home by the drug-taking mother and starved to death. In the years of extravagance and extravagance, eating and drinking, two young lives starved to death, which seemed to be a joke. But this did happen. It really smells bad when going out. There are starving bones in the house! Their parents are not to blame for the death of their children. How can a drug-taking mother pull two children alone when a man takes drugs and reeducation through labor? When her drug addiction broke out, she was even more irrational. A few days ago, the man was released and cried bitterly in the house where his daughter died, while the woman was also publicly tried. At the same time when the law investigates parents for their crimes, it also reflects on the society. Their parents are taking drugs, and their spirits have been controlled by drugs. How can they pull a young life? Why not let others adopt it? Why is the orphanage not adopted? Are the rules and regulations of some systems more important than life? Neighbors also heard the sound of slapping the door. From more than two o’clock in the afternoon to more than eleven o’clock in the evening, a three-year-old child even slapped the door for more than ten hours in order to survive. How strong it was! But no one answered, until our physical strength was exhausted, until we were dying, until we passed away, until the air dried, We urbanites lived in the building made of reinforced concrete. The door was not more than five steps away from each other, but there were also people who were too old, people live close to each other, but the heart is far away.

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At five o’clock in the morning, a rush Bell woke me up from my dream. It was my son who called from the Provincial Maternal and Child Hospital: Liangliang has entered the delivery room and is about to give birth. Come here! My daughter-in-law is going to give birth, which is a big deal in our common family. My wife and I, the daughter who came home to visit relatives, took a taxi to the hospital immediately. Within 20 minutes, I arrived at the gate of the delivery room. At this time, daughter-in-law has been into the delivery room, daughter-and son in delivery room outside wait. After a few greetings, we also waited outside the door. The doctor said it was natural labor, but we waited from five o’clock to twelve o’clock, but there was no change. We are all anxious. The mother-in-law was even more impatient. She contacted the nurse, put on protective clothes and went into the delivery room. Slip-understanding. It turned out that the child was too big to be born. Seven or eight doctors did all they could to help. No wonder they waited for such a long time. I discussed with my wife and got the consent of my mother and son, then I would have a caesarean section! I told the doctor: adults first, children second, hope to ensure the safety of mother and child. So, half past twelve, daughter-in-law were pushed to 12 floor operating room emergency Cesare. At 01:12 P.M., several loud cries of babies came out of the operating room. A nurse came out to report. I gave birth to a baby girl, seven Jin, two Liang, 52cm, and the mother and son are safe. My son was a little disappointed, because many people told him before that he would be a boy, and even bet with the escort of the ward that if he was not a man, he would compensate you two thousand yuan. Obviously, he was not well prepared. My wife and I have discussed in advance that it doesn’t matter whether it is a man or a woman. They are all our grandchildren, and they all want them. So I didn’t feel disappointed like my son. At about two o’clock, the child was carried out, saying that it was going to heat up. After placing the daughter-in-law, we rushed to the house next to the operating room immediately and saw the girl being put in a temperature box. She is about one and a half feet long, with big head, long legs, shiny black hair and white skin. Head and nose are like son, others are like daughter-in-law. Seeing us coming, the baby opened his eyes and looked at us unexpectedly. Then, hands and feet began to move. Waving hands and kicking legs, the limbs began to stretch, which was really a dance. Maybe she was not used to the strange world that had just arrived. The girl began to cry with a loud voice. We could hear it through the temperature box. After a while, she began to suck her little hand into her mouth, and then stopped crying. The nurse said that the girl was very clever and knew she was going to eat in half an hour. Standing beside the temperature box, I immediately realized that piajie, a famous Swiss child psychologist, was right. When a natural person comes to the world, one is crying because he is not used to this new environment; The other is sucking, this is the first instinctive reaction of human beings, and all subsequent behaviors are based on this. At 6:30 on July 28th, sunny granddaughter was born. What’s the name? I remembered that my daughter-in-law said earlier that she had a dream that an animal she had never seen was chasing her. When she woke up, she opened the Confucius holy relics on the bookshelf, pointed at an animal in the section of Kylin jade book when Confucius was born, and said: it is it! I have a look, isn’t this the mascot Kylin in Chinese traditional culture? Really prosperous new year. I thought to myself, well, when the child’s name is available, let’s call it Liu Jiaqi or Liu Mengqi! The nickname is Qiqi. On July 28th, I wrote a supplementary note to my family, whose family name is Liu. At noon on July 23th, she was busy with travel and took the train for two days and two nights to Xi’an from Korla city in Xinjiang, which was really sincere. Before that, relatives sent their sons and daughters-in-law from Sinkiang to them cotton-padded clothes, cotton trousers, small bedding, bracelets, silver medals and other things that the children would wear, which were a large package. My son took it back from the post office yesterday and set up a bed. My wife and I were deeply touched. Poor parents all over the world, needles and threads pinned the old man’s true feelings for children. 23 ri A to Xi’an, daughter-would go and see daughter-in-law. I didn’t see her until 24th because I was busy with the decoration of the new house (because the school had a limited time limit and it was summer vacation again), and took her in-laws home for a small stay. I originally planned to let her rest for a few days and go, as a result, my mother-in-law only stayed for one night, and went to the hospital early the next day. She was still deeply in love with her mother and daughter! 27 ri daughter-in-law production day, baby not out, daughter-in-law inside pain cried daughter-in outside, edge joint phone cry. The scene was really unforgettable. When Qi Qi grows up, he should be grateful: it is not easy for your mother to give birth to you, and the sincerity of your grandmother can never be forgotten. Filial piety to the elderly should be the tradition of our nation, and also the meaning of the topic of our family’s loyalty and filial piety, cultivating and reading the family precepts. Remember. 7 yue 29 ri 7:00 Wednesday fine old woman daughter-in-law lovers often say, old woman daughter-in-law relation bad handling. But in our family, this rule seems not to be tenable. The relationship between my wife and my daughter-in-law is very harmonious and harmonious. This makes me very happy. My wife is an honest, virtuous and diligent woman. I have been married to each other for almost 40 years. Although Yi’s education level is not high, he graduated from senior high school and has a rough literacy. However, it is reasonable and has a high IQ. The top leaders at home and abroad handle everything properly, which is a very important reason why I can still get to this point today. Therefore, I always think that the tiny achievements I have made should be half of her contribution. My daughter-in-law is also quite sensible. Before marriage, when she was still a graduate student, she often went to the art building of the school to get along with her wife. In 2006, I went to Hangzhou for a meeting with my wife. After knowing this, my daughter-in-law immediately bought a suitable coat for her wife. My wife is very happy, she has been wearing it all the time, and she has not left her body even when visiting and taking photos in Hangzhou. In 2007, I suffered from pancreatitis and was hospitalized for 50 days. My daughter-in-law often visited me. What moved me in particular was that when she saw her wife accompanying her, she didn’t have a suitable back chair, so she bought a chair with back for Yi to sit (a student who was in school could think, it is really hard to do this), avoiding the sufferings of Yi’s skin and flesh. Nowadays, there are not many young people who can show filial piety and care for the old, but there are more and more people who eat the old. The good national tradition is gradually losing, which makes people sad! It is rare for my daughter-in-law to have filial piety, respect the old and care for others. Therefore, when she talked with her son about friends, my wife and I tried our best to promote them. I observed that the relationship between my wife and my daughter-in-law was well handled. Once I went home to take a car, the driver thought they were mother and daughter, which was also true. My wife did regard her daughter-in-law as a daughter, because firstly, her biological daughter married far away to Guangdong (this was the children’s own choice), and her daughter-in-law made up for this emotional blank; second, it is easy to satisfy my wife. She often said that if others respect me a Chi, I will respect others a Chi; If people respect me and value me, I will get along with anyone sincerely. Good! If you respect others, you will always respect them. The reason why we never leave for 40 years is probably that this principle of life is at work. My wife usually cares about her daughter-in-law, and changes the way to cook for her daughter-in-law to change the taste. I often joke with Yi: I am eat delicious food with my daughter-in-law. My wife was very diligent, and she could knit sweaters and woolen trousers. She made two big bags of new clothes and trousers for the children, and packed up a large pile of diapers alone. Yesterday, I heard from her that she wiped her daughter-in-law and changed her shorts. I said, this is our job and we should do it. People should exchange their hearts with others, treat others with sincerity, and do not deal with bad interpersonal relationships. This is my conclusion from the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in our family. I am willing to share it with many netizens. The following is recorded by children day by day, which can also be counted as a document!

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The stories of childhood are scattered in my mind one by one in my memory. The coherence is not as strong as the series, so it can only be played one by one. I have four elder brothers, and only the fourth elder brother is the same age as me. From childhood to adulthood, it is natural to play and fight. Recently, during a QQ chat, he and I recalled how interesting things happened in childhood together, and a sense of happiness came to our hearts. You go to my QQ space to see the beautiful fragments in memory, which is very interesting. I suggest my brother to see it. Do you still remember the thing that I bullied you when I was young? Yeah! Of course! Not only these, but also the shadow that you fought with your cousin while his elder brother was watching the play aside, and I was not allowed to sue! Wow! No! Why do you remember what I don’t remember? I’m smart! Kiss and tell. Who told you that you don’t have a sister, can’t you be bullied by me? Haha! Hum! I still want to bully me! Who dares to bully you? My father flew here. Where am I going? Haha! It’s better for dad, long live dad! You jiuhaola! When I come back from school, I still have the opportunity to go out and do some naughty things. I am miserable! A back is fire. Haha! Is that all your memory? And bully you! So you take me as a punching bag? Who calls you the youngest? Haven’t I been bullied? Haha! I was not the only one who was bullied. It is me who is bullied the most, OK? Anyone can bully me. Why don’t I? Oh?! Size pincer attack! Not yet, small ones can’t bully, let alone big ones. This is the story about my childhood that my fourth elder brother and I can recall now. Although it is just a small fragment of childhood, it is the most precious memory. Even though I I am the object of being bullied by my elder brother when I was young, I feel funny and happy when recalling the stories happened in my childhood. So I want to record these memory fragments in separate screens and have a good aftertaste. Scene One time I quarreled with my fourth elder brother. Without a few words, he opened his eyes and looked at him with anger. His sight could almost kill people alive. Seeing this situation, I was afraid that he would hit me again as usual and run away as soon as possible. There was a hurried chase from behind, and the voice was louder and louder, and I felt that I was getting closer and closer, after running, he was scared to cry loudly and rushed to his father to complain: dad, brother hit me. You hit him for me. My father was really loyal after hearing the bitter water I confided, so he immediately took my little hand and went with me to settle accounts with the fourth elder brother. After finding my brother, my father didn’t even ask him, but knocked him on the head and giggled, telling you whether you dare to bully my sister in the future. How could I beat her? I didn’t even chase her, so she cried. What’s my business? Brother resolution word. It turned out that the fourth elder brother just stamped straight to the ground with his feet, and the faster he stamped, which made me mistakenly believe that he was really going to chase me. I don’t care. If you didn’t cause the trouble, sister wouldn’t cry. Dad couldn’t help telling. But anyway, my father avenged me, can I be unhappy, can I be happy with my tears? Now, whenever my family and I recalled this scene, everyone laughed happily. They laughed at me for being stupid, but I could tell that it was not because I was stupid that I couldn’t tell where the footsteps came from, it was just that the fourth elder brother bullied me to such a deep degree that he felt scared when hearing his voice. My answer made the fourth elder brother who once bullied me have nothing to reply. I think the fourth elder brother in that situation must be guessing: Wow! This sister is not simple, can she remember all the things I bullied him? In fact, there were not many things that I really remembered that he bullied me. Besides this scene, what I could remember was also a hazy general impression. I ‘d like to remember the things he bullied me one by one and joke with him when I am free, It is not necessarily an interesting thing to criticize the crimes once committed! Act II when I was a child, I always liked to ask my mother some questions again and again. Mom, why don’t you give birth to a sister or sister for me? I also want! Can not think only. How nice it would be if I had a sister or sister! You can help me when you quarrel with your brother, and you can also play together. You don’t have to be stuffy at home alone. You can go to find your classmates! Don’t want! They all have sisters or sisters who don’t play with me. Then go with my brother! They all had to me. I can’t keep up. I asked them to wait for you. Boss, second child, third child, fourth child, all come here. Go out to play with my sister, remember to wait for her, do you know? Oh! In front of my mother, my brothers agreed very readily. However, every time my mother turned around, the tricks of brothers came. You play at home, I will roast sweet potatoes for you when you come back. No, I’ll ask Dad to bake it for me! Today, we are going to far and far places where there are many vampire people. Do you want to follow them? Huh! I am not afraid, you will not bite me if you carry me. Who carries you? It’s far away, I can’t come back even in dark. What?! So horrible, how can I come back after dark? Yeah! You want to go? No, it’s too horrible. You will get lost in the dark. What if there is a ghost and you leave me and run away? Alas! Brothers Ah brothers! Your trick of cheating is too awesome! I love to take others’ shortcomings and don’t give up until I reach my goal. This kind of thing, brothers, you may forget it all! Only I remember clearly. Because when you came back, it was not dark, there was no trace of vampire biting on your feet, and baked sweet potatoes were not brought back for me to eat. I was so angry that I stamped my feet and sat on the ground crying: You lied to me and came back to me without baked sweet potatoes. Mom heard the cry and criticized you severely. Who told you so many things? My little sister had a good time at home. You made her cry as soon as you came back, after your dad came back and cleaned up your little guys, she took my little hand and turned to another house, and could not remember the things afterwards. Later, after being really sensible, I found that my mother didn’t really tell my father that it was true that my father helped me revenge, but it was false that he beat my brother. Which child has never quarreled? Who has never bullied others? It is also a wonderful thing to have such memories in memory. Because whether it is happy or happy, there is always childlike innocence in it, and there is no taste in my heart when I recall it.

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People! Humans are the most strange animals. Human beings are also the most irrational animals. For example, in the case of cigarettes, apart from some shocking advertisements, the outer packaging of cigarettes clearly states that smoking is harmful to health. In this way, the person who loves this hobby is also the saliva of snakes and frogs. I am one of them, look, I haven’t written a few words, and almost half of the cigarette I bit in my mouth burned. Love, friendship, kinship, generally speaking, there is also a kind of friendship called homesickness. A friendship feels warm with the deepening of years. The Joy of reunion after a long separation always warms people’s hearts, and even there is a feeling of tears when we meet at a certain moment. This love, there is no doubt that it is a sharp sword of cold frost lashing when it breaks. The airflow aroused by the cold front also bulges chicken skin particles in the heart. The environment seems to change into the deep winter of ice condensation suddenly in the cool summer! Where is the temperature of the blood Flower brought by the arrow shot from the back? Blood instantly condenses into ice stones, and the cold air emitted is like the cold of thousand years of ice. What was caught off guard was the so-called clan affection, the poison of delusion, not like the charm of cigarettes. The deeper the age of cigarettes, the greater the harm to body and mind. You will find that in front of the so-called family affection, the family affection you stick to is in his mind, not even an old man, even a stray dog wandering in the wild has more weight than you. Even the respect of his usual words and expressions! Behind the Laughter lies the real appearance of the Tiger. How much truth does the conversation when getting along with each other deliver to each other? The coming of the night and the black tone give the villages lacking street lamps gloomy. A demolished homestead, the roaring of excavators and tractors, the mud dug out by excavators, the idle mud pulled away by tractors, carrying the happiness of a village’s fresh air and fresh air. Looking forward to the establishment of the new house as soon as possible, the hostess whose face overflows with joy. Her happy mood cut the thickness of the night, and her abundant fingers hit a switch gently, the darkness of the night released the joy in her joyful mood, and the darkness cracked and flashed a bright light. In the hazy place, at the moment when two tractors met and staggered, a tractor full of mud and stones disappeared in the night with heavy roar; A tractor slowly retreated, what went backwards was such exhaustion …… a figure, an old man in his eighties stepped out of his own gate slowly, bypassing a small vegetable field that he cultivated privately and occupied the road as a garden. The old man is like a figure of 7, moving slowly across the vegetable garden cultivated by himself. This vegetable garden was reclaimed, which made people feel awkward. The originally broad road surface, with dead branches inserted as hedges, suddenly shrank and narrowed, the muddy road of two tractors can be remitted, and only one can pass reluctantly. Pumpkin seedlings growing along the fence are exuberant old people who have bent over the waist like a rainbow.. Twilight, bamboo fence and vigorous pumpkin seedlings mixed together, which seemed like a wall blocking the sight of the old man who bent like a rainbow. As soon as the old man stepped out of the corner of the vegetable garden, he ran into a slowly backward tractor …… when the young man driving the excavator saw the danger, the old man ignored the danger before him, the young man shouted loudly and hurriedly: boniang, don’t go out, the tractor is backing up. Perhaps the roar of the locomotive covered the young man’s urgent warning. The old man bent down and lowered his head slowly out of the corner of the vegetable garden. The accident happened, the whole person hit the rear carriage of the tractor, and the old man fell under the tractor. The young man jumped off the excavator car. He wanted to prevent the generation of accidents, but the rotation speed of time could not prevent him from the generation of accidents. He jumped almost at the same time. The book line of the pen and the jogging of time were just the time difference, which could not be stopped unexpectedly. The young man stretched out his hand to push the tractor which was blocking the step-off and backward, and warned: Dad, the car was stopped and aunt was knocked down. The man who drove the tractor was a man in his early fifties. He also found that there was an accident, so he stopped the car hurriedly and jumped out of the car. He saw that it was his sister-in-law who knocked over the ground, I dare not delay to help my sister-in-law who knocked over the ground hurriedly, and asked about the injury after Examination. Fortunately, there was no serious injury on the surface, so the man called the hospital for emergency. Save phone. After the doctor checked the injury, the doctor told the man that the old man’s injury was not too serious, but a small crack broke through his shoulder. The man called and told the old man’s son that the first brother rushed to the hospital was the old man’s eldest son and eldest daughter-in-law. The old man’s eldest son was more than a teenager older than the man’s, after listening to the man telling the story, the eldest son of the old man said to the man: uncle, it seems that you and my mother are in bad luck with such an accident. Men don’t talk too much about the factors that cause accidents, or blame, or shirk responsibility, and actively cooperate with treatment. Why do you buy so many things? Go and have two glasses of morning wine? A friend said to a man. The man looked at the time, 06:35, and said to his friend: Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I have to visit my sister-in-law. The day before yesterday, I accidentally hurt her by driving a tractor, today’s Mid-Autumn Festival is to buy some gifts and bring her breakfast, so I won’t accompany you. The development of things is like the Fall of Night. The coming of Night contains the meaning of dark horror. The darkness of the night cannot kill the light; On the contrary, a trace of light in the dark night cannot escape from being destroyed in the dark night sky. The process of things develops, the ending is unpredictable, and everything unexpected integrates into the dark night. The nature of accidents often contains man-made factors. For some incomprehensible accidents, we usually understand them as: hitting ghosts. This is another overhanging concept. Without human beings, how can it be a ghost? So, Ghost is human? Or is human the embodiment of ghost? Or do we say that people and ghosts complement each other? People are the shadow of ghosts, or in other words, ghosts are the nightmare of human beings? Ghost come from? Is ghost a hybrid of human beings? Human beings may be the excellent molecules of ghost gene transformation. The second son of the old man appeared, and the airflow that could not look up shattered the sun hanging in the air. The bright autumn day instantly became eternal night. The posture of the second son of the old man hitting the sky with his fingers, the strong wind blowing out of his mouth, and the tsunami brought out swept the whole autumn at the level of 120. The second son of the old man said: why should I give him face? He crashed my mother under the car, just forget it. It is wrong for you to say so. I have never stopped actively cooperating with your treatment of your mother. The man stood in the eyes of the wind, fighting against the oncoming wind with a cold attitude. Dao: I can also say that your mother crashed into my car by herself. The man’s elder brother persuaded his younger brother: Forget it, after all, he is an uncle. The man said: I would call the police if I knew this. I didn’t refuse his request. I said that I could accept it, but there must be brothers and nephews of the same clan present to discuss the matter together. The man was angry and said: He said it was unnecessary. If he said that I could afford 300 to 200 thousand medical expenses a month, I was willing and afraid that I could not afford it. My brother told me that an accident has become a fact. Everyone should make up for it with sincerity and generosity, and perfect the damage caused by this accident to the minimum. But as for him, his request was too excessive but there was no room for discussion. Branches, branches can always give birth to a flower in half a branch! The wind, the wind is really not very strong, where the wind blows, pieces of leaves fall to the ground, leaves fall and rot, there is a musty smell spreading in the air. This autumn was shrouded in the cold wind. My brother said to my brother: to him, the second son of the old man, this love is just like the charm of cigarettes, and it is harmful to abandon it. Postscript of 2013.11.10: When I finished this diary, there was always a knot in my heart, and I couldn’t grasp it. Should I cherish this love?

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Separation does not necessarily mean breaking up, and crying does not necessarily mean tears. Passion means that we don’t know how long it will take even if we don’t leave. The dialogue in love is easy to make people feel, and there is always no reason to feel sad. The days after separation always make people feel too uncomfortable, but they can understand everything you want better. The alarm rang. I opened my eyes and saw that it was 6: 30. I woke up at this time every day because of the alarm. I got up immediately and put on those Li Ning sneakers, opened the mobile phone Music folder, chose the music I liked, played it and danced with the music rhythm, which was my morning exercise. There are also 80 to 100 squatting exercises in the middle, or running in situ, running with high legs, or doing some movements learned during military training. My exercise is to exercise my muscles and bones, to sweat, to be influenced by the people I like, and health is the first. I have prepared before, such as washing, making breakfast, having breakfast and so on. From Monday to Friday, students go to school. I am quite at leisure. I can search relevant materials on the internet, read books, edit and sort out all kinds of materials that students need to make up lessons. Or go to the nearby school gate to communicate with those parents, or communicate with parents of students who make up lessons by phone, or go out to print materials, or send some text on the Internet, or browse other people’s QQ space on the Internet, see essay. Buying vegetables, cooking, in short, very leisure! If it is weekend, I will give students tutorial at 8 o’clock on time, Get two hours. In the morning, there were two students who did not rest except for the students going to the toilet and drinking water. After the students left at noon, I also cooked by myself and had a rest at noon. Afternoon and it takes two, are one-to-one coaching. The grades and subjects of tutorial are different, from primary school to junior high school, including Chinese, maths, English, physics, chemistry, history, politics and geography. In the tutorial, students can be happy, master difficult problems that cannot be understood in school, gain something, make great progress, and change their bad habits, including their attitudes towards their parents. I admire myself for reaching this level. All-around? Not. It’s just that my understanding ability and expression ability are relatively strong. I can simplify complexity and make difficulty easy. Proud? Not. I lost everything. It was so sad to start from the beginning. I had been a hidden person for a long time. I felt ashamed to face my education background and parents’ worries. I used to sigh that my fate was so bad that I resented it, resented it, resented the officials of Xuyong who took advantage of my power to remove my establishment casually. I hated that place and swore that I would never go back to death, I also longed for those people to inspire their due rewards, expecting them to die when they retire or before retirement, which made them work hard for decades. However, time is a good medicine for healing wounds. Now I basically don’t hate or complain. I just want to serve those who need help well. Low self-esteem? Not. I have experienced so many joys and sorrows, and how many disasters have I endured in the world? I have already persevered, I have a strong heart, I have the ability to serve others, I can earn my own living, I can educate my son well, I can overcome difficulties, should I be self-abased? The ancients said that they would not be happy by things, nor sad by themselves. That is to say, don’t be happy or sad because of the quality of foreign things and your own gains and losses, and treat everything with a common heart. I used to be confused for a long time, and I didn’t express my change here until now: Phoenix Nirvana, rebirth after bathing in fire, never complain about God and worry, and keep a positive and optimistic attitude, run the Dongcheng student home in Jiang’an County well. Like (prose editor: Di Mo Chengshang) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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