Seeing bus No. 35 coming from a long distance, I hurried to get on the bus. The front seats were full, so I had to squeeze back. When I got to the back, I saw an empty seat next to a girl, there was a bag on the seat, and I wanted to sit there, but the girl said, “there is someone here. In this case, it’s all right. I just saw a vacant seat in the back. I went to sit down. At this time, the car arrived at another stop. Now several people came up. Everyone looked at the vacant seat, but the girl just said there was someone in the seat without looking up at people. One of them was estimated to be uncomfortable. The man held her and wanted to sit on the empty seat next to the girl, but the girl just sat still. At this time, the carriage was crowded with people, the seat next to the girl in the whole carriage was empty, with a bag on it. I sat at the end, and the corridor was full of people, that is, women who were not comfortable. I wanted to make the seat too crowded for her, so I couldn’t say anything about others, because I didn’t carry forward Lei Feng’s spirit of giving up his seat. But I always feel that the empty seat in the front is very abrupt, which makes everyone feel that there is no warmth of human feelings. I lowered my head and took out my mobile phone from my bag to read things on the web page. When I looked up, I saw my son who just sat in front of me was actually standing in the aisle, carrying a change of clothes bag in his hand. Looking at the seat my son just sat on, she was already sitting on the woman who didn’t look very comfortable, while the seat of that girl was still empty now. I am very pleased to see this scene: because my son has a kind heart. The car went to the next stop again, and a girl who crowded into the car naturally sat on the seat that had been empty. It turned out that this vacant seat was occupied by this girl. The two girls sat on the seat talking and laughing, completely ignoring the eyes of the people around them. Looking at these two girls and my son, I am still very proud. I don’t say how good my son’s grades or other aspects are, just say that he has such a kind heart, I am very pleased. I don’t think I taught him in vain. When I was young, I always asked him to give up his seat when I saw many people. He sat on me and we both sat in the same position. Gradually, when he had a seat, he would give his seat to the old and weak people whenever there were many people, and he would rather stand. My son always does more health work in the dormitory. I also said to him: it doesn’t matter if young people do more. My son is honest and honest, which is a good inheritance. Maybe in today’s society, honest and honest people will be bullied by others, but I still believe that saying is a blessing. I believe that a person’s quality is more important than anything else. If the result is better, but the thought is bad, such a person may be a scourge to others and society. Although it was just a seat and a small thing, I was proud of my son’s kind heart when I saw that his son had a heart of gold.

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On the morning of midsummer, I looked at the Jasmine with green waist and white petals, and the fragrance of jasmine filled the whole room. My missing, it is also thick, filling the whole room, looking forward to the tenderness like summer, warming my open heart. On a hot noon, I hid in the building and dared not to go out. I opened three windows and let the wind pass through the hall. The wind blew away the Fragrance of Jasmine and the faint fragrance of flowers came to me, just like my slight yearning, which cannot be touched and lingering, I don’t know whether your heart is also like mine. Loneliness is unbearable and lonely. I am thinking at all, what to do? I stood up, took a watering can and sprayed jasmine flowers. The delicate flowers and plants in the greenhouse, the delicate stretching branches, the tamely Dew stamens of agilawood, the pure and elegant warm fragrance of flowers, let me be fascinated by it. I want to say, you are very lucky to meet me. I take care of the flowers more and more. I use iron wire to pull a ring and pull up the branches of Jasmine according to the ring, like a graceful Jasmine woman, I quite admire my masterpiece. My thoughts gradually became a little comfortable and cool from anxiety. On a cool night, a burst of fresh cool wind, accompanied by cool jasmine fragrance, surrounded this infatuated woman who loves dreaming, this jasmine fragrance woman.

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I don’t know whether there are more mountains in my hometown, or whether the mountains in my hometown miss me very much. I always dream of the mountains in my hometown. I can’t tell whether the mountain is making me pursue my dream, or whether I am pursuing the dream of the mountain. Because the thousand-year-old dream in the mountain often wakes me up and makes me recall it from time to time. In my hometown, there are not many mountains or high mountains, just nine peaks and twelve mountains; There are no famous mountains, but there are thousands of years of dreams in the mountains. Lu Ji and Lu Yun, the litterateur and calligrapher in Jin Dynasty, once had an Autumn dream in Little Kunshan for ten years. Although this dream was a dull dream and a nightmare in their life, but it always makes them wake up and be awakened in this dream, becoming an ideal dream, a perfect dream: —— the birth of the literary work “Wen fu”; —– Wrote The Millennium famous post “Pingfu Post”. I have also experienced lost dreams. Because I didn’t have a goal in life for a while, I always picked up some broken dreams. In the end, I still felt regretful old dreams. So I stepped onto this little Kunshan Mountain again and again, sitting on the reading stage of Erlu, watching the Iris swaying, listening to the birds singing, watching the quiet and elegant soul. Such years have made my heart full of golden autumn leaves, spreading in the mountains. Maybe this autumn leaf is a thousand-year-old autumn leaf, because Lu Ji and Lu Yun brothers stepped on one side, and it turned into nectar that nourishes my literary life, it makes me find a feeling of life. Facing the endless steps of the wheel of time, I began to search again and again, thinking over and over again how to pick up the dusty dream. From then on, I had the same dream every day, and constantly met with this dream of life to pursue the dream of returning to the millennium. Therefore, I finally wrote and published the cultural prose collection The Magical Autumn.

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The mud and dust of peach and plum send away the charm of spring, and the fiery pomegranate and gentle Lotus send the fragrance of summer. It is the time to get close to the nature when you walk into the summer and get rid of the coat that wraps your body and mind. After washing up in the morning, I rode a bicycle which was discarded by people at that time and relied on energy as fuel. I walked leisurely on the road, looking left and right, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the fields along the way and taking a deep breath, enjoy the fresh air given by nature. Any urgent vehicle shows its speed. Life lies in movement. What urgent people miss is not only the beauty shown by nature, but also the loss of spiritual nutrition and health that nature gives to human beings. The green fields and plants relieve the fatigue of eyes. The gentle wind stroked the bare body, smeared the coolness all over my body, and dispelled the hot summer, at this moment, stay in the nature and listen to the sound of nature, wash your body and heart, and let your heart return to indifference and tranquility. Thinking about Tao Yuanming’s planting of chrysanthemum in his heart, seeing Jia Pingwa’s weaving of life in the spider web, he will certainly feel the true meaning of life. Life is a process. A good attitude is the key to being different from others. Looking at his side, the Regent was cautious and only a promise. If he was not clear, he would be like walking on thin ice, having difficulty in sleeping and eating. Fear and depression made it difficult for him to reach the end of his life and became the victim of fame and wealth. In today’s money-oriented society, many people are exhausted to the point of being desperate for it, and it is too late to regret when they find the disease. The biggest pain in life is that people leave without spending money. Brilliant! Everything is floating clouds. Only health is the biggest luxury. Whoever has health has the most expensive luxury in the world, and whoever has happiness. Man’s nature is good. The vicissitudes of the world always change the original appearance. Life is picturesque, and you have to adjust the concentration and lightness of colors by yourself.

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Time flies so fast, one is not careful, it is already November. If not a friend from afar told me that I still forgot that today is already beginning of winter. It had been snowing for two times, and the temperature also dropped below zero. I didn’t know what I was busy with day by day. The days just passed in these mediocrity and lightness. The past days were full of colorful and messy feelings. Those hidden emotions were always closely related to the people they contacted. In life and on the Internet, groups of people came in, another group of people went out, leaving laughter, gratitude, happiness, happiness and hope, as well as regret, sadness, regret, helplessness and loss. All these embellished all my life and formed my colorful spiritual world. I always like to get acquainted with people of different ages, occupations and experiences, learn about different lives from them, and share happiness, sorrow and happiness with them. While enriching the experience, I also learned some related knowledge. I can’t tell whether it’s good or bad. I have been so curious for so many years. I always want to understand and understand what I don’t understand, so I am destined to become a good person, a loose person, a flying squirrel, people who can’t be professional and have little ability can’t be achieved. Maybe it is because I have been a teacher for too many years. No matter what I do, I am so serious. First, I am too principled, so that in real life, I can see that when one can not be one, from the beginning to the end of the helpless, and then to the final disappointment, I feel that I have already been out of line with the times, I seem to have traveled from ancient times. Therefore, I know many people in my life, but few friends. The same is true on the internet. Although my friends are very picky, they are all carefully screened and selected, and some people left after being eliminated in batches, but sometimes they look at the long list of names, I didn’t know that there were so few people who could talk. This reminds me of the poem recited as a children’s song when I was young: how many people can know each other all over the world? I didn’t know that the sentence itself was far from as easy and simple as when I recited it. I am not a heavy person. If I am not allowed to see one or one, I will still be very happy. Is there something wrong with my education? Or is there something wrong with my own thoughts? I understand the truth of natural selection. What I don’t understand is whether it is the progress of history or the degeneration of human nature? The most fortunate thing for me is that my few friends, regardless of gender, age or geographical boundaries, can always communicate with each other even if we don’t contact each other for a long time, A simple communication and greeting can make each other relax and gain something from each other, and then start the work of the next day happily. You don’t need more friends, so it’s good. It seems that the weather is going to change! It got dark very early, and the thickest smoke from this winter was everywhere outside the window. The air was not good and the visibility was also very low. In the misty smoke, there were still so many people coming and going. No matter how the weather changes, tomorrow, I will continue to be the one I don’t want to change, to finish the work that goes round and round, and to live the ordinary life as old as before.

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I am a lovely chick I am a lovely chick. I am wearing a golden and fluffy dress, which is very beautiful. I have a pair of black and bright small eyes, like a black gem. My mouth is pointed and my feet are thin and long. On a warm afternoon, the little host took me home, built a comfortable nest for me and gave me a happy home. Don’t look at my small mouth. I eat fast. In a blink of an eye, I ate up the Xiaomi fed to me by my little master. As soon as I finished eating, I drew it on the ground with my mouth left and right. After seeing it, the little master said to me: Oh, you can still write! I have a closer look, isn’t it just an eight word? I am still a little painter! Every time I walked with my little master after dinner, I would draw bamboo leaves one after another on the ground. Let me tell you, one of my favorite things is to race with my little master. Although I have never won, I am very happy. Do you like my lovely chicken? Wen/drunkard QQ:404436800 likes (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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You cried when you talked to me on the phone. Because speaking of the past all the grief. I know it very well. I often walk by the river. There is no wet shoes. Having experienced too many things, it was like passing through a narrow corridor full of daggers, and no matter how careful it was, it would leave scars. Many pains are off guard. With the passage of time, some minor injuries will disappear silently and then disappear again; Some heavy injuries will leave sequelae and come back repeatedly. Forgive me for coming too late. In fact, it is all God’s fault. The time he arranged me to appear in your life is too late. I didn’t have time to participate in your past, and didn’t start to protect you from being hurt before, so that you could stand in front of me with an image full of holes, bruises and bloody. Fortunately, I could finally step onto the stage. My body was not great, nor did I have a golden bell Bell, an iron cloth shirt or a ten-Third Pacific guard to practice my child’s skills. But I would step forward without hesitation and responsibility, to block the knife and gun waving fiercely from others for you. Don’t worry, I am not afraid of pain. God is always in my heart, and merciful he will save me. As for your painful memories, I will crush them with your hands and hang them in the sky to become shining stars. No matter how beautiful the stars themselves are, they will not feel sad. On 2013.01.26, 2013.01.29, we talked on QQ until two or three o’clock in the morning. Our topic changed from boring nonsense at first to keeping a diary to recording our days together. I said something like sweet words. In fact, I used to despise things like this for a lifetime. I never thought about what would happen if I was too old, but I thought a lot about this with you, maybe you still can’t understand how much I love you, but I hope you know that my love is much deeper than you expected. At that time, you said you were numb to sweet words. One afternoon later, I said something similar to sweet words. You made me proud. It was my luck and blessing to meet you. Then you praised me as a master of love letters. Your praise makes me feel like Eason Chan who is singing King of K songs. I will give you 20 songs and give you a gift. I will also give you my love and sing you 20 songs with sincerity, gao Meifeng was moved by me, and no one followed me. Why did you say that the king of karaoke was me. The reason why the songs he sings are moving is clearly because of the deep feelings rather than the singing voice, but you just favor his singing skills rather than his love, you obviously want to piss people off. A sweet word or two that a man racked his brains to come up with is like an Alps candy in a woman’s eyes, which is sweet in his mouth for a while. After melting, it is swallowed into his stomach and digested without a trace within a day, if you ask me if I still remember the next day, the answer must be that I don’t remember. I had known this for a long time, so I talked nonsense to other women and directly threw a bunch of sugar-coated cannonballs to blow them up. Whether she was dead or alive, I would take advantage of the benefits to seize her heart unexpectedly. But you are not another woman. You said that women in Pisces’ lives are different from other women, but I only know that you are different from other women, because you are my woman. The sweet words I said to you were actually from the bottom of my heart. I don’t want you to throw them into the trash can after you have heard of them. I hope you can believe what I said. I said that a lifetime is a lifetime, and it can’t be done without 1 minute 1 second; Love you very much is very deep, shallow can not forgive a bit; You are my luck, my blessing, my pride, if I have a little dislike of you, I am a fucking beast. Sorry, I’m a little excited. The fucking one above is deleted, and then the animal is replaced with a puppy. If I dislike you at all, I will be a real puppy. Will it be more gentle to say so. On 2013.01.28, I went to the coffee shop outside to have coffee with my friends and talked about the things I was with you. My friend is my sworn friend for many years. He knows my past love history very well. Therefore, when I mentioned that I believed that you were my future wife, he said disapprovingly, then let’s make a bet. If she is still around you next year, I am willing to pay a bet of 500 yuan. Later, my friend posted a microblog saying that he kept the evidence of the bet. I can neither. There are two reasons: firstly, I think putting love on the gambling table as a chip is disrespect for love; Secondly, our love is priceless, with only 500 yuan, and the sky will fall down. However, since he unilaterally issued a bet, I don’t mind winning him 500 yuan a year. According to the 80-year-old calculation, there are still 60 years left, that is, 30,000 yuan, it is a considerable unexpected income. 2013.02.04 you say that you are an idealist, and you are right to say that existence is perceived. In fact, sometimes I agree with the so-called idealism, but it has nothing to do with existence or being perceived. When doing something, there is no absolute standard whether it is right or wrong. I think it is right. Even if the whole world thinks it is a big mistake, it is still right for me. A piece of clothes and a skirt cost half of the price. As long as you wear it and walk to the mirror to look beautiful, or your boyfriend thinks it is very beautiful, then you have bought it right, don’t haggle over the price or not. If you change a new hairstyle that you like, others will tell you that it’s not good-looking. It doesn’t matter. You just like it. You don’t need to care too much about others’ eyes. Just like the song in “The World announces Love”, even if the whole world denies it, I will be with you. I love you, I know is the right choice, even 6 billion, everyone was on my wrong side. Or you love me.

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When I am lonely, I will moisten my heart with quietness. When I am helpless, I will let nature take its course. When I lose, I will make up my heart with what I have, when I got it, I was still calm and calm. When I was speechless, silence was my silent vent. When I didn’t dare to face it, I only prayed for a sunny day, which was enough, I am not strong. When I shed tears, I hope to have wings. And these wings give me strength. Where does the wings come from? It is the enduring strength that I have experienced all the vicissitudes. If you can do it, you will enjoy your life. If you can’t do it, it will be empty life. Tired. Once I heard a saying that if you want something you have never got, you should do something you have never done. It should be the same, everyone will be bound by all kinds of shackles, so that there will be so many helplessness and sadness. After thinking about it, it is actually a variety of life. Without these, it will be boring! Of course, it is even more boring! If everything is figured out, nothing is a problem. I hope people who can’t figure it out can think it through. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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Last night, I received a patient who was dirty and gave off an unpleasant smell. At that time, I was only concerned about ECG monitoring until I didn’t care much, later, as soon as the doctor entered the ward, he asked his family members to get some water to clean it. I suddenly felt the smell unbearable. He kept shouting something in his mouth when he took oxygen to the patient. After a long time, he realized that he was saying not to operate. In a flash, I was confused. I was holding an oxygen tube in my hand, so I had to operate. Finally, after talking for a long time, the patient was willing to take oxygen. If it was normal, I might have made fun of this person in my heart, but facing this person in front of me, I became silent. During the propaganda, I knew that the patient was 69 years old, wearing and the cement on his body made me conclude that he was a migrant worker. I asked the accompanying people that they came from Anwei and did work on the nearby construction site, this man was beaten and several ribs were damaged. How could a migrant worker be beaten in the middle of the night, so he had to be sent to the hospital on a stretcher. Besides, this migrant worker was not too young, the boss of migrant workers also came along with me, so I had more doubts in my heart. I really didn’t understand that a migrant worker came all the way from Anwei to Shantou and left his hometown. What could he do to fight with others in the middle of the night? The moment he saw the doctor and nurse, he was in a hurry not to have an operation. Was it because he defined himself as going to the hospital to have an operation, or was he afraid of the huge medical expenses brought by the operation?

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It is said that it is already spring now, and there is no sign of spring blooming. The four seasons in the north are like a lazy man who has nothing to do. Changes are just wrapped tightly or open his skirt. The snow on the ground was crushed and crawled under every footprint, licking the ankles of spring. Breath in the breath of spring, breath out the cold wind in winter. It condenses into white flowers, hanging in the brow. Winter has old. The snow in Altay was a pure girl, and that white dress was always reluctant to be discarded. The snow in Altay was a mother without complaint. The spring was hidden under the white skirt and bred secretly. If snowflake also has roots, it must be stuck in the clouds; If snowflake also has stems and leaves, it must be broken in the spring breeze. The change of seasons is a tangled mood. Losing anything is also a pity, including the cold that I am used. How bright the flowers will wither and wither, but you still turn into water. Alive, so sad; Dead, so gentle.

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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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