Life, emotion seems to force me, huh! It is really hateful. I knew it would be better, but I always liked to think about it. My heart was always pounding and I couldn’t calm down. His appearance had a great influence on me. Anyway, youth was a bet. As I grew older, I even attached great importance to my life-long events. How? I couldn’t figure it out. Everything was because of his appearance. My friend said, since I like it, I should fight for it! However, I really feel a little tired and tired. If I really try my best to pursue, but he can’t get rid of the other side all the time, then, am I still bearing this injury and pain? I don’t have the courage. I don’t want to be so passive, so tired, so stupid, so stupid. I don’t want to lose too miserably and hurt myself to the heart. Even if I really love it, It will not reach this point. Girls, especially me, if I get to this point, then I will really become a captive of love, but I don’t want to be such a captive. The love in return makes me feel sick, it makes me feel sick, let alone pursue. Besides, I didn’t take the initiative to attack at the beginning. If he understood my heart clearly enough, he shouldn’t confess to me, so that we could get along better and longer as friends, had a better time. At the beginning, the hot heart and the hot heart became cold and cold now. When I was with him, I always felt that I was dealing with the general strange feeling, I couldn’t lift the momentum at all. That passion and excitement had already disappeared without a trace a few months ago. Naturally, this feeling comes from me personally. How can he feel it next to me? I have been trying hard to pretend that nothing has ever happened, pretending to smile in front of him. Only I know in my heart that the smile is not really from my heart, and that smile is a fake smile, it was a disguised smile, which even made me feel very annoying. Laughter, especially knowing laughter, is becoming more and more precious in my heart. The broken heart will naturally become much more indifferent. When you look at the world with a cold and gorgeous heart, you will naturally calm down a lot. The ups and downs of the world regard it as a common thing, no matter how big a blow goes to me, I will have enough courage to face it. I am qualified for this compulsory course of love! I don’t know why it is like this. It is true that I am not myself. Why should I do this? Hide, hide the truth behind everything. Others can hurt me, but I can’t hurt others. This is me, the real me, the original me. This appointment was purely in acting. I thought I was not lazy in acting, but I could pretend that nothing had happened. Behind this acting skill, has he ever known my sufferings and difficulties? If I was still so innocent before I met him, then I didn’t have to hide it at all. All the anger had to be vent like a volcano eruption and the earthquake would relieve my headache. But now I even lost the right to break out. I can’t live with such a heart all the time. I have to pursue and follow suit. So, I learned to walk alone. I am busy and busy alone. It seems that only in this way can I calm down, calm my impetuous heart and remove the distracting thoughts that should not appear in my heart. This big change of mentality stems from the fact that I really don’t want to continue with him. A visit to Shenzhen during the National Day is not without purpose at all. Every start or end must be meaningful. If you make up your mind that you don’t want to continue worrying about this matter, you must act naturally. Indifference is not my strong point, but emotions force me everywhere, making me unable to help myself. Then, I can’t help it either. At the dusk of emotion, the night had come. At the dark night, the biting cold wind came towards me, blowing people into shiver.

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Where is adapted to the survival of life, a large number of corresponding species will gather around and settle down there until the fitness of life in that place weakens to no longer suitable for survival. In real life, we can also see this phenomenon, such as moth phototaxis and urban population density, which are the most convincing examples. The small town where I live also absorbs a large number of guests from all over the world to visit and settle down here because of following the natural law of the everlasting Law of Social population movement. It seemed that my family didn’t intend to buy a house in the small town, but their life in the small town was longer than that in their hometown. We have to talk about the development history of small towns. Because only from there can we know its charm. In fact, I didn’t come to the small town for a long time, but I could know a little about the past of the small town through the affectionate narration of my parents. They said that the past of the small town was as poor and backward as the hometown. When they first came here, it was also a small town in the south of the Yangtze River where rice fields and fish ponds were interlaced, and there was nothing fascinating. Because it was so ordinary, at that time, the first batch of people left one after another. Until one day, Deng Xiaoping carried out all kinds of measures which were beneficial to the reform and opening up and were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and popularized to the mainland, the economic development of the small town had a good turn. Especially in the 1980 s and 1990 s, once the slogan of the Scientific Outlook on Development was put forward, it caused a difference among the people. Because people begin to realize the importance of implementing the Scientific Outlook on Development. Especially when there was a contradiction between the shortage of scientific productivity in China at that time and the extreme shortage of daily necessities that people needed urgently, many people have seen that there must be a bright prospect in taking this way of inheriting Chinese tradition and accepting Western instrumental production mode at the same time. Therefore, batches of foreign advanced looms and various developed fabric processing equipments were successively introduced into the market of small towns from all over the world. After they were tried cautiously by people, the value of the machine was also well verified. The fact proved that they were really good, so those foreign things were put into operation soon. This leads to a result, that is, the traditional handicraft industry becomes the elimination of the times and stays in the museum of history after being impacted by the modern light industry which is mainly backward. Of course, natural selection is a fact that conforms to the irreversible law of historical development. No one can retain anything, let alone reject advanced unknown scientific products. The introduction of instruments marks the introduction of technology. Of course, it did not disappoint people. Soon, instrument-oriented township enterprises focusing on cloth production rose suddenly in the small town. The speed was unexpected. This is the early portrayal of the development of the small town, but we can know the whole leopard from a glimpse, and the overall situation of the development in the South is probably the same. We can know from the historical records of Deng Xiaoping’s southern tour inspection that the growth momentum of the capitalist economic Bud is unstoppable. At that time, Deng Xiaoping didn’t know about it, but after this inspection, Deng Xiaoping was shocked. He sighed with emotion: I didn’t expect the township enterprises to get up so quickly. He said happily to the people around him that we had the right way. Indeed, in today’s view, the way is right. Otherwise, there would be no prosperous China today, let alone a prosperous scene and a strong popularity of small towns. With the development of society, Every step of it is related to people’s fate. Therefore, since then, many Chinese people’s lives have had a huge turn for the better. Of course, fundamental and substantial changes have indeed taken place. Starting from my father’s generation, they are the lucky ones of the times. Because they were bound by the land, they began to work in a foreign land. My father was naturally lucky, but he was very sad. Because selling coolies has always been my father’s current work situation in his life. Fortunately, income has made life prosperous. In the eyes of the old, father was indeed lucky because he caught up with a good era. However, his life was mediocre and not as beautiful as the winner. However, how many winners do you think? So there is no sigh at the beginning. I was just thinking that they had the same opportunities under the same era background with father, but father didn’t have their determination and wisdom. Therefore, the same starting point covers people’s disturbance in the future and the vane of bustling social activities. However, the diversity of the same process also leads different people to take different paths and finally have their own ownership. The colorful Society is formed in this way, which naturally opens the distance of people’s wealth unconsciously. All of this can be seen in the small town. It also gives people a glimpse of China’s economic situation and even the world’s economic situation are extremely complicated and changeable. Hey, I am not an economist, why should I? I just need to do my own job well. Those elusive questions should be left to the unimaginable and extraordinary people to think about! First two paragraphs from

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I think the real Spring of the First Division is blooming with the pear flowers in February! The white pear petals in the sun brightened the elegance of pedestrians. I didn’t know it was at night a few days later, the drizzle hazy the beauty of pear flowers, and the bright youth drifted all over the place. It only rains but it is hard to stop, which is a sorrow that cannot be eliminated. It just stopped raining, but the pear flowers had been thanked. Fortunately, the cherry blossoms were gorgeous, and the pink ones were like you, which made ripples in my heart and made a faint happy smile on my face. Cherry blossoms are really beautiful, beautiful and pure, like the natural friendship between us, with some regrets. Beautiful things always carry a bit of sadness and beauty, just like the beauty that only belongs to spring always hides a cold winter, and beauty is so calm. The hope of spring is like soft piano music, playing the mission of life bit by bit. We should all understand. Spring is charming, I just want to see cherry blossoms. Can you accompany me?

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Another mediocre daytime took away a period of time for me! Although sleep can keep the memory you gave me, it can’t change the direction I move forward. Life is a kind of thing that is too thin, and it can not stand years and rains more than a flower. Looking back at life with the eyes of devoting to all things in the world, we can find that there is nothing to do with people’s coincidence! The moon listens to people’s voices every day, whether to hear my endless nostalgia for you! There are too many regrets and too many helplessness, but I can’t stop and look after your expectation! I can only shout to heaven with all kinds of voices and languages, just like a person walking at the bottom of the valley, shouting hysterically and don’t leave! Don’t go! Don’t go! I like the arrival of the lively day, and I am more nostalgic for the dream brought by the silent night. I have my joy and regret in my dream! In the dream, there were struggles, losses, joy of success and regret of failure; Struggling, falling down, joy and crying. But at that time, it was always sunny! Someone praised the red beauty of the sunset, but how could he know that his front had come to an end ……. he went to the evening and hid in silence. Someone is singing, someone is crying, someone is summing up the gains and losses of today, someone is planning the light of tomorrow, and I can only recall your sour, sweet, bitter, spicy …… time flies, how can I stop you from moving forward!

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What does it look like in winter? I think there are differences among different places. I am a typical Southerner, I have never left home to experience a different winter in the first ten or eight years, whether this has verified the relocation of ancient Chinese. Therefore, I know the appearance of winter in the place where I live. Yes, some trees will shed leaves, because not all of them are green leaves and broad leaves here. For example, the maple tree will turn yellow and fall leaves in autumn; The dead branches left by Willow are there. But when you look around, you will find that the green, which symbolizes life, accounts for the vast majority. They are green and luxuriant leaves facing the cold wind, and they live peacefully in winter. People? Clothes are added, maybe two or three pieces are possible. But the head and hands are released to enjoy the sunshine. Some young people who want to be graceful may wear it just like autumn. Snow, oh, that is an extravagant hope. The scene covered with snow and silver is definitely not the South. Sometimes, if we are lucky, we will encounter extremely cold weather, and some snowflakes may fall down. Let’s see what the snow looks like. A person who has been staying in the same place for a long time is curious about the outside world and wants to go out to have a look and feel the different scenery. Especially as a Southerner, I am very longing for the North, which also makes me travel all the way from Jiangxi to Hebei to study in university. But this winter disappointed me. As soon as winter came, the biting and split north was blowing. The originally green leaves seemed to turn yellow overnight, and the trees became luxuriant and sparse overnight. Every morning when I get up, I can find that there are a pile of dead leaves again under the trees in the campus. The trees have less shelter, and the shape and shadow are more monotonous. Falling, falling, falling, when the wind came, the branches shook, and a crumbling and lingering leaf had to come to a perfect curtain call: Leave the branches in the wind, dance in the wind, fall in the wind. It intended to do a selfless thing for the tree for the last time, turning it into mud and caring for the spring flowers next year, but it was a pity that modern civilization no longer gave it such an opportunity, we no longer praise its dedication. They only lay quietly, let people trample on them and make heartbreaking sounds, waiting for sanitation workers to clean them. Therefore, tomorrow morning, I feel that the few trees that were originally missing outside the window are lonely again. Without a repressed voice, pedestrians are always in a hurry, not glancing at them, and not stopping. I am also worried about how to resist the cold wind and snow when they are naked without any shelter. Fortunately, it was very warm today. After a warm winter, there was no snow falling down. This disappointed me, who had been imagining snow falling and silver world all the time. Winter in the North is just like this. There are desolate scenes everywhere, withered trees, withered flowers and plants, and everything withered. It made me dare not overlook, so I had to stare at the ground, and could not find the vegetation which seemed to be alive. I feel uncomfortable and have a deep stabbing pain in my heart. I can’t accept this kind of desolation. I miss: with bright sunshine, green and positive wind, we sat under the tree, bathed in sunshine, and looked comfortable; While the river was sparkling, and there were often people staring at the river in a daze, with worries. Northern China, the first winter, is very bad in my impression!

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We always want to catch the tail of time, but the fingers are too wide and the time is too narrow, so we keep running to find things we can’t get. We get what we want but lose what we have. Many people don’t know what happiness they want. Happiness is very simple. Stop and have a look in the busy life to move the tired heart a little. As an adult, I was particularly sensitive to time, and that feeling was like I was afraid of missing something accidentally, so I lived a busy life everyday but always felt something. Once I went home by bus, there was a faint fragrance from the flowers outside the window. When I looked out of the window, the car had already driven away, and I didn’t see what flowers brought the fragrance, but I saw those luxuriant trees, which showed the vitality of life so openly. Birds were building nests, farmers were busy farming, and children were flying kites on the grass. I suddenly feel that apart from being busy, it is really a happy thing to occasionally see the scenery around me, release the memory of my heart and enjoy a peaceful life without any dispute with the world, after every time travel makes me hate to waste time sleeping, because I want to window area views, more want to they bring me 1.1 drops moved Let My Heart become like clean white paper. Secondly, I am also afraid that the beauty outside the window will never come back like time. I will lose forever before I have it. When I get home, no matter how busy I am, I will always spare some time to walk in the field, breathe fresh air, listen to the gurgling sound of running water, touch the temperature of the soil, and ask about the fragrance of rape flowers. At dusk, under the old trees at the head of the village came the laughter of villagers talking freely. I couldn’t help listening to their contents quietly. Oh, it turns out that some trivial things in simple and ordinary life can also make people so happy. He

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Chen Xiaoqi, a famous songwriter in our country, graduated from Chinese department of Sun Yat-sen University in 1982. He began to write songs the next year and nearly 2,000 works were published, among them, the sound of the waves is still trilogy (the sound of the waves is still still “,” deep white clouds “and” Bashan night rain “), and later there are” fireworks March “and so on. His works are elegant, ethereal and have profound cultural deposits, based on Tang poetry, he deepened it and adapted it into modern lyrics, making these Tang poems bring out new lives. A few days ago, Lao Bai tried to analyze Mr. Chen Xiaoqi’s “The Sound of the waves is still the same”, “fireworks in March” and “deep in white clouds”. My online friends gave me a lot of encouragement, and Lao Bai was deeply encouraged, now let’s continue to write the fourth article of this series. In the late Tang dynasty, Li Shangyin, who was called Xiao Li in the field of poetry, wrote a song named “sending the rain to the north at night”. The original text: When you asked about the date of return, the rain rose in the autumn pool at night. He Dang cut the candle in the west window, but when it was raining at night. Translated into modern poetry, that is: Alas, I can’t answer the date when you return home, I feel deeply disappointed. Now, hope of reunion among friends patter, guest house outside qiu chi water rise. When can we cut lights and candles under the west window to express our love, and recall the loneliness and desolation in the rain of Bashan guest house together… autumn rain is continuous, autumn night is long, lonely and desolate place, the sadness of poet’s life, the feeling of wandering and the feeling of missing are just like the rain in Bashan Mountain at night. The Autumn Water in the pool is pattering and overflowing in my heart. Writing at this point, the bitter autumn wind and rain seemed to have soaked the back of the paper, cold into the bone marrow. However, the poet changed his writing style at this moment: he Dang cut the candle in the west window, but when it was raining at night. A warm and romantic picture immediately replaced the miserable wind and rain just now. And the night rain of Bashan Mountain here is in my imagination, pulling away into a faint memory the misty and cold autumn night, as if only to foil the swaying red candle under the west window; The rain of Bashan Mountain, it seemed that it was only accompanied by the whispers in the ears at this time. The same Bashan night rain instantly became so tender and memorable. Happiness may be like this. It needs comparison and reflection. The hardship of living here today will show the joy of Reunion in the future. In what modern people often say, it is to think hard and sweet. After all, Mr. Chen Xiaoqi is the leader of the producer of Lingnan school in the mainland music circle. Under his writing, this Tang poem is composed into a modern version of song “Bashan night rain”, with slight sadness floating on the tone of Bashan night rain. When is my return date? I can’t answer you after repeated inquiries. The distance is a dream, tomorrow is a mystery, I don’t know whether to cry for me tonight. Raise your face by candlelight. The faint smile has become a historic site for thousands of years. Sadness is a pot of wine, confusion is a game of chess. I only know that there is no rain from Bashan in other places. The plank road built for many years continues in my heart, and I always think of home as a kind of eternal beauty for many years. The western window that cannot be pushed open, the autumn pool that Zhang discontent, and the endless cutting are still your tenderness. In the past, Li Shangyin wrote a love poem to his wife who was far away from the north, while Chen Xiaoqi extended it and recombined these beautiful and slightly sad words such as Bashan, night rain, autumn pool, West window and candlelight, become a song to miss home and relatives and friends. The distance is a dream, and tomorrow is a mystery. Do the wandering people who are wandering outside often feel the sadness and mixed with some happiness? I only know that there is no rain from Bashan in other places. The complaints and nagging of relatives, when they talked to each other thousands of miles away, did they become different, moved or helpless? It is still your tenderness that keeps cutting. Perhaps only the parties themselves can truly understand the flavor. Raise your face by candlelight. The faint smile has become a historic site for thousands of years. When we can have this moment of peace, what else do we want to expect? Embracing each other in the butterfly love flower, was such a gathering not happy? What is the pain of loneliness and Lovesickness in the past? I remember when I was a middle school student, I saw a movie named “Bashan night rain”, which tells the story of the poet Qiu Shi who was imprisoned for 6 years during the period when the Gang of Four was rampant, under the escort of Liu Wenying, he secretly boarded the cruise ship from Chongqing to Wuhan. Outside the ship were green mountains, green waters and beautiful scenery, while on the ship were joys, sorrows and various kinds of life. There were apricot flowers for rural girls who sold themselves to pay debts, and some old ladies who came to Chuanjiang to pay tribute to the old ladies who lost their sons, and slip on board dong qiao xi kan little girl night rain, apricot drowned himself. Qiu Shi saved apricot flowers. Finally, with everyone’s help, Qiu Shi went ashore in Yichang with his daughter and walked to the sunny mountain road. Decades have passed. Since the construction of the Three Gorges Dam, the Yangtze river full of fast-flowing rocks has become the memory of yesterday. The Picture of the river wheel flying through the waves in “Bashan night rain” appears to be more and more distant. The danger of the storm hitting the shore in the rain at that night can only be said as a story now. Bashan Mountain in ancient poetry refers to the land of Bashu. Lao Bai has never traveled to Bashu. Of course, it is difficult to truly experience the charm of Bashan Mountain’s rain at night. Then, Lao Bai will tell the feelings in the rain in other cities to make up for the feelings of Bashan night rain. In the autumn of 2004, my colleagues and I came to Lijiang Ancient city together. At that time, October was the rainy season in Lijiang, and basically it rained every day. It came and went quickly. It rained when a cloud passed by, and it cleared up immediately after the day. The rain in Lijiang is simply straight down. It rains on the flagstone road, and the flagstone is very smooth and clean. For local people, when it comes to rainy season, they don’t want to do anything leisurely. For US tourists, we can’t go anywhere even when it rains. Looking out through the wooden window, we can see the Willow with silk hanging in the hazy rain curtain, and the ancient waterwheel beside the small streams in the streets and lanes, or just walk out of the house, sit on the balcony of the inn, and watch the rain line flowing down the eaves, which is a scenery. The feeling of rain is so cool. Old bai shi: autumn rain streets net dust-free, Millennium Lijiang Naxi people. Plateau Suzhou attracts tourists, Dongba culture is naive. (See Xiaowen “autumn rain in Lijiang ancient city”) in the middle of September, 2009, I went to Dalian to study with my peers. I also met the autumn rain. Under the colorful umbrellas, the rain was misty and crowded, old Hundred Poems said: the little rain in September is as thin as cotton, washing the noisy world. Natural fun walking tour, bathing in autumn in Dalian. But in the evening, the slight drizzle had a different scenery. The prosperity of the night became more hazy and sorrowful. The light and shadow reflected through the rain line would make people more intoxicated. Let that coastal pearl add some romantic colors. Lao Bai continued his poem: The rain was hazy and the night was not stopped, and countless colored lights slept with stars. (See Xiaowen’s “North Pearl Dalian”) the most memorable thing was that at the end of September 2010, I went to Xiamen National Accounting Institute for further study, which was a modern, intelligent and Garden campus with international level, there was a lot of rain in Xiamen near the sea. When I was alone in the bed at midnight, or when I was looking through the manuscript under the light in front of the desk, the rain was drizzling outside the window, and the rain hit the plantain, very explicit silence. Listening to the ticking sound, I was intoxicated in the world of rain, recalling the stories of the past. The years were like smoke, like dreams, illusory. But in the morning, the rain stopped again. Walking out of the dormitory, I felt that the rain washed away the dirt of all things and even washed the soul. This wonderful feeling can last for several days, Lao Bai impromptu poems: Xiao Yue, the sea breeze is sparse and the rain is light, and the Water Pavilion and mountain flowers are drunk. (See Xiaowen “Xiamen National Accounting Institute”). As for missing in the rain, Lao Bai once had it when he was young. Of course, I certainly couldn’t compare with Mr. Chen Xiaoqi’s wonderful writing. I just wrote the feeling of losing love. The name of the poem is tears and rain. Every time at dusk with tears, it seems that someone calls my name in the light rain and misses you in the shadow of rain rhyme. When tears and rain are pouring down, I will find a beautiful book, rush into the rain curtain to pursue you, indulge my pity and chew a sentimental life sadly. The moment I saw me, tears rolled over your black eyelashes and dyed your bright flower dynasty. You said you didn’t know where to throw your heart. I don’t blame you. Let me watch your moving lips and listen to your bitter sufferings.

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You don’t appear, and there is no one like you anymore. Finally, I gave up. But this is the eternal knot in my heart. I simply ignore it and give no comfort. Let the pain spread, the pain is enough to come again. How many days and nights and how many sleepless, it turns out that I think love is too simple love love is hate, hate hate hate and love again. I still can’t forget you. The sky of a person is always such a lonely and desolate world that is not disturbed by anyone. It is as quiet as being isolated from the world. After you left, it seemed that the whole world was immersed in it and there was no happiness to touch yourself. Being unsmiling became the only expression. Through the experience over and over again, I gradually learned to disguise myself as a person who was not so strong. I tried my best to surround my heart with a thick wall and no one could enter and leave freely, I don’t have the energy to touch the things around me anymore. It’s not because of you that I am self-closed, but from the moment I give up my torment, I want to give up myself together, but I didn’t do that, I know that I still have a lot to cherish. I can’t give up myself. I force myself to forget to make progress. I force myself to do things I don’t want to do. Every day, I torture myself, feel tired and tired, so that I can fall asleep. I know what I love is just a body, and what I love is just a person without future. I know les’s Road will be hard to walk, but I am still so stubborn that I can only buy a little time for us, even one hour a day, but the sky is not as good as I wish all my persistence will collapse and love you at the moment you leave, it’s just my fault. Love is over fire, and it becomes fearless. I used to think that I would never give up the acquaintance and love I thought that you would not leave like others, but I was wrong. I shouldn’t be too sure of myself to let you go far away with others love how much sadness how many tears can be exchanged for life and life I forget how sad I am how many tears I have been and how many in my dream wake up, even if you are in a dream, don’t let me go, every time I see you in my dream, but every time I disappear, I am still alone after waking up. In the dark night, I wish you could still be by my side. The gentle embrace will at least make me feel that I am not alone, at least I still have you. But why even you leave together, why can I be so cruel? My willfulness will never joke with you any more. I will never hold your hand and let me go. There will never be your gentleness or your spoiling. It is me, it was my willfulness that drove you away. It was me that destroyed all this. You would never be there again. I want to tell you again that I love you for real love, but everything is over and everything is too late. You are gone, don’t love, my heart will go with you, in this prose Online website, I place my love for you. My favorite prose.

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2013.05.04

On May 4, 2013, for others, there may be nothing special about this day. It is nothing more than an innocuous Youth Day. If you see relevant titles on the Internet or newspapers, probably many people will ignore it directly. In fact, the Youth Day is just over. Anyway, it’s just a festival where people aged 14 to 28 can spend half a day on advocating holidays. As for what is an advocacy holiday, that is to say, it is not as binding as those national statutory holidays such as New Year’s Day, Tomb Sweeping Day and Mid-Autumn Festival. Whether you want to take a holiday or not depends on your boss’s decision, there will be no overtime pay for work as usual. Yes, women’s day is also included in this list.

However, this is only for others. For us, this date is of great significance. We established our lover relationship on January 25th of the same year. By May 4th, it happened to be 100 days. Thirty-three days of losing love, ninety or nine days of unrequited love, compared with our 100 days of loving each other, it is simple and weak.

One hundred days, we have traveled a lot, seen a lot of clouds, rained a lot, blown a lot of wind, written a lot of words, sang a lot of songs, I have taken many photos. One hundred days, warm each other, and join hands in the morning and dusk. One hundred days later, we had a lot of disputes and argue. We stabbed a lot of knives fiercely like enemies, but we still fell in love as before, and even seemed to go further. One hundred days later, we experienced the lovesickness of bone erosion and the ecstatic or joyful crying when we met after the lovesickness of bone erosion.

After one hundred days, it is two hundred days, three hundred days, four hundred days, then one hundred months, two hundred months, three hundred months and finally one hundred years. At that time, the dust returned to the dust, the soil returned to the soil, the Ashes tangled, buried in the barren mound, in exchange for a description of a hundred years of good harmony or white head together behind.

Hu Lancheng said when she married Zhang Ailing that she was willing to make the years quiet and stable.

2013.05.08 2013.05.09

The heavy rain came without warning, and it was endless. From morning till four or five o’clock in the afternoon, there was no sign of stopping. It seemed that God sprayed the earth with a shower as huge as the sun, determined to wash the filthy world clean and spotless. The school seemed to have experienced a flood, and there was water enough to soak half of the lower legs everywhere. If you overlook it at the top of the school, it must be a spectacular scene. It is really worthy of being named Jiangmen Venice by students since the establishment of the school. If we continue like this, we can probably swim freely in the school. As for students who can’t swim, they need to be carried by a boat when going out.

At about eight o’clock in the evening, it rained heavily for almost 12 hours continuously like a lonely world without end, and finally the curtain of the end slowly came to an end. The night was not like a large stretch of dark black in the old days, but because of the rain, it was turned into a piece of dark black with a piece of dark red. Those dark red plaques in the night sky are like suffering from some kind of skin disease symptoms, as well as scab wounds one by one. In short, I won’t feel pleasing and comfortable in any way, which adds a little strange to the night.

It was strange to think of it. Although the rain fell heavily and lasted for a long time, there was no lightning or thunder from beginning to end. Later I heard from you that in the early morning, there was continuous thunder and lightning in your place, but even a drop of rain did not fall down. I found something strange about this. Maybe there was a big conflict between teacher Yu and Dianmu and Lei Gong, and they parted temporarily. Then teacher Yu came to the sky of Jiangmen to vent his anger in his heart, however, the electric mother and Lei Gong came to Qingyuan to cast the magic of attracting Thunder and inducing electricity. Thinking like this, it seemed that there was another emotional entanglement. Teacher Yu admired Dianmu, but Dianmu chose Lei Gong. But if so, where is Feng Bo. According to the setting of happy ending, Feng Bo should appear when the rain master is in a state of depression, comfort him gently and patiently, and make the rain master cheer up again, then the two have been good friends all their lives.

Er, what I think is becoming less and less moral. Pig, what should I do. But if it can make you laugh, then there is nothing to say.

We have made some conflicts again these days because of some things. Everyone is not happy. Maybe you can’t sleep like me at night. It was a pity that the rain didn’t last until late at night. It was a pity that you only heard thunder but not rain in the midnight. To be precise, it is a pity that you and I were not wet by the same rain in the sleepless night.

Because Zhu Shenghao once said that if we both suffered from insomnia in the rainy night, it would be so smelly.

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According to the old man, many villages in our area changed their village names 40 years ago. Their names were revolutionary: Xiangyang brigade, satellite Brigade and Dongfanghong brigade restored their old village names later: after the recovery of half Temple village, hoop Zhang village and Zhang Renzhuang village, the folk flavor of grounding gas came back. There is always something that you can’t change. If you change it, it will bounce back. Folk things may be self-generated, but some may also be conventional things with strong vitality. For example, ballads. Like these folk songs, we all don’t know how many generations we hummed: Little Mouse, went up to the lampstand, stole oil to eat, couldn’t get down, cried and called Grandma, and rolled down. Xiaozi, sitting at the door, crying and asking for a wife, why do you want a wife? Light the light and talk, blow the light as a companion, and comb her braid tomorrow. Sheep, sheep, sheep, jumping flower wall. The wall is broken, the donkey is grinding, the pig picks firewood and dogs to cook the pot, and the kitten goes to the Kang to knead the nest. Zongzi incense, incense stove. Wormwood leaves are fragrant and full of fragrance. The Cypress Branch was inserted on the gate, and when I went out, I looked at the wheat yellow, which was Duanyang here and Duanyang there. I like folk songs because they are soft and kind. That was the bone soup stewed with slow fire. Although the fire was small, it was stewed for a long time. After a long time, the taste came out bit by bit and became the flavoring agent of life. After work in the evening, sometimes I will go to the square for a stroll. It is common for someone to sing opera in a corner of the square, most of which are Henan Opera. A Mike, several people sang in turn, and a circle of people around were listening to it. The musical instrument came with its own, not for other reasons, just for liking, just for finding comfort. This is the folk cultural form and attitude. If you are born by yourself, you will not be humble. Folk and so do. Sometimes I think: when I am old, I am not willing to write and knock on the computer. A cup of green tea, a bamboo chair, sitting in the sun and looking through the past, thinking about folk songs, must also be beautiful?

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