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Outside the village, in an uninhabited place, I heard grandma’s heartbreaking cry. I saw her in her early thirties. Although she was dressed in rags, she always had a young look on her face, the crying at this moment was telling her miserable fate. Young mother of her, at this time also lost only rely on, where her husband disease killed, 36-year-old, 5 a child she was before inhuman life, the sky is going to collapse, and the earth is going to collapse, but as the mother of the child, she must be strong. No one understand her heart of the bitter, more unknown, a young widow in leading 5 PCs children walk up to today, this itself is painful legend. After more than half a century, I heard the miserable cry again in my dream. Her crying shook the world. She was resenting the unfairness of fate. Why did she have to bear the pain of losing her son in her old age? She looked at her son for the last time in trembling, and she must go to the Yellow Spring together. Spend 3 days in life as in death, every second is fatal, and the sadness that pains into the heart. After sending her son away, she became speechless, vague in expression and ambiguous in language. She lived in her own world and in permanent memory. No more laughter. Far away, I heard crying, which was true. When she was alone, only lonely and lonely accompanied her. In the room filled with his son’s remains, I gradually missed her son, husband, all of her relatives, suddenly, it rained heavily one night, and the house was full of snails. A group of snail soldiers came to her, and they didn’t know what force it was, which drove her to stand up and took up the crutch to fight, all the hatred and all the anger were spread to the snail. There was lightning and thunder outside, and the fighting in the room was fierce. Finally, she fell down exhausted and never got up again. She left, but I could still hear grandma’s sad cry far away, which was so miserable and desolate.

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After a heavy rain in the morning, there was hail, which made people feel very heavy, because the days without sunshine were depressed for all creatures. Sitting in the office, watching the rain flowing down the window, my mind was blank, because I didn’t think anything, I felt my heart was just washed by the rain as bright and clear. Looking at the grass outside the window and the blooming flowers, I couldn’t help feeling pity and heartbreaking. It rained for about half an hour, and finally stopped. The Sun showed a smiling face. I immediately opened the window, bathed in the fragrance of flowers and enjoyed the freshness after the rain. I felt very happy. In fact, people’s life is not like this. I don’t know when they will experience wind and rain, or when they will see the rainbow. But no matter whether it is wind and rain or Rainbow, they always have to experience it, so why care too much? As long as you believe that sunshine is always in the wind and rain, your heart will naturally become calm. Only when everything is treated with ordinary heart can your life be comfortable and relaxed. Don’t let external changes affect yourself, let alone the inevitable life factors. Weak grass and small flowers can become more gorgeous after rain, let alone we are thoughtful and energetic people. In fact, there are only unexpected things in the world, nothing can’t be done, but there are many times, It is people’s own mentality that causes troubles. They always feel that wind and rain are coming and dare not go out. They always feel that it rains for a day, and they always feel that the road after rain will be difficult to walk, in this way, you have been looking for various excuses and farfetched reasons for yourself. Under the fetters of these excuses and reasons, you can’t see the beautiful scenery ahead, because you think too much and do too little. If a person wants to live happily, he or she should be like a newborn child, thinking less and doing more, and you will also think you are great, promising and developing.

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2013.04.03 2013.04.04 2013.04.05 2013.04.06

I went back to the small town where you were on this vacation. I want to talk about four small things during this vacation.

The first thing was that I encountered unprecedented traffic on my way back. It was blocked by traffic for nearly two hours intermittently. When I arrived at Qingyuan bus terminal, it was getting dark, I called a motorcycle and hurried to where you were, then I saw you in a gorgeous dress, at that time, my little heart could hardly bear the beautiful and violent beating until it burst. To be honest, you said I didn’t have much reaction, just because I pretended to be calm. In fact, the flaw is easy to find, my face is red and the breath I hold instantly, and my heart beats like a drum.

The second thing is Tomb-sweeping day back home grave. The place where I visited the tomb was a hill that I could not name. Looking from a distance, the mist was filled with mist, and the mountain was green, like the most beautiful girl in the village, which was quite pretty. The path up the mountain was slippery because of the rain. I had to walk cautiously, like walking on thin ice. Even so, there were still several times when they almost slipped to the ground. If they slipped, the consequences would be unimaginable. If they rolled down from the hillside, they would have to fall to the end. The mountains are densely covered with trees, flowers and plants. Some of them can be named, but most of them are unknown. Those roads that have been walked out are now recovered by plants and disappeared. The hazy fog was suspended among the grass and trees, standing still as if frozen. When people passed by, those soft fog dispersed to both sides, as if opening a fairyland door. Don’t you say that there is a feeling of “The Wizard of Oz” here. After sweeping the tombs of all ancestors, they went down the mountain. When they passed through a land full of miscanthus grass, they remembered the sentence written by Lin Qingxuan: Miscanthus (miscanthus grass) white like snow is really very beautiful. It would be better if you were there. You chased the wind or the sky among the white mango grass with waist, and the long hair as black as ink and gold danced with your running and jumping, the childlike smile lit up the whole gray world, making the Miscanthus field at this moment become a painting hung on the historical corridor. In fact, I am just thinking that sooner or later, you will come to my hometown with me to sweep tombs and worship ancestors. At that time, this hill will become more beautiful.

The third thing is that when we went out for dinner with my best friends, we ignored the despised eyes and took a photo of a group photo, in which your mouth rose slightly, the Smile flows out from the big watery eyes which are like talking. It is so beautiful that it makes the whole world dim and makes the words used in various languages to describe beauty seem pale and feeble. Truth and adventure, I choose truth, my truth is that your beauty is incomparable.

The fourth thing is that the cup you gave me is really beautiful, I like it very much, thank you, my baby pig, hee hee.

2013.04.09 2013.04.10 2013.04.11

Recently a little busy. Financial law preparation examination. International Economic Law has to hand in homework and check class notes. In addition, my father threatened to write a contract law paper “legal consequences of lessee subletting without authorization”, which was not long and the content was messy. I took time to cut my hair, and suddenly felt the cold wind blowing over my scalp. But in the future, I don’t have to get up 20 minutes earlier every day just to wash my hair and blow my hair.

In fact, I want to write something, but I always feel that I cannot write. Even now, my thoughts and fingers are just free-handed. I don’t know what I want to write, what I can write or what I can write. Let it go, and see what will be written.

Your mobile phone can’t swim, but you have to try to be brave, and finally choked yourself to death. I couldn’t even start up at that time, but I was in a hurry. Thinking that you will not buy a new mobile phone until next month’s salary, and I don’t know if I can still receive your wake-up call this month, I am so anxious that I can’t wait to buy you a post online immediately. Your wake-up call has become an indispensable part of my college life, just like law books, my roommates or the road I take in class every day. Think about that if one day I wake up, brush my teeth, wash my face, have breakfast, and then walk outside the dormitory building, I find that the road I take every day in class disappears and becomes a barren place, what a helpless mood.

When I get up in the morning, I hear your vague and lovely voice as if I were talking while eating. My day will have a happy start, and if nothing particularly unlucky or angry happens, this pleasure will accompany me through the whole day. You have also tried to forget to wake me up and call me. In those mornings, I was either listless or upset, which lasted until noon, resulting in loss of appetite. Then I got better after chatting with you at noon.

Fortunately, you still called me to get up the next morning. Listening to your voice, I really want to hold your face and kiss you severely for 999 times. Well, there is actually no logical connection between them. Maybe I just want to pick up your face and kiss you for 999 times.

Alas, who let you be my pig.

You have caught a cold, I feel distressed. You hurt your hand, I feel distressed. You are a little cold, I feel distressed. You kicked the quilt while sleeping, I feel distressed. I feel distressed that you have been taught a lesson by the boss. I love you if you are unhappy. I feel distressed when you cry. You said you missed me, I feel distressed. You are tired, I feel distressed. It seems that as long as you are involved, my love will become as cheap as Vietnamese dong.

Alas, who let I am your Baby.

I talked about my predecessor somehow in the evening, and I can’t remember the specific content of the chat now, but I came up with a sentence that I thought was very classic because of this, one day there will always be someone who will make you feel that those people who met before are just going through them peacefully. At that time, you would say to yourself, Fortunately, those were luckily missed before. You are the one who appeared in my life that day.

As expected, this thing was written in a mess like your room. But it doesn’t matter. I’m not going to participate in the new concept Composition Contest. You can understand, you understand my mind, that’s good. Maybe it’s because I miss you so much at this time, except that you can’t hold anything else in your mind, so nonsense, don’t laugh at me. You don’t know. I think you think polar bears all over the world are going to become big gray bears. What do you want me to do. I can only look at you on the screen of the mobile phone, and then kiss you on your cheek affectionately to comfort myself.

I miss you, a little too much, a little too often, and a little more every day.

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The taste of waiting is really a kind of suffering, especially when waiting for a car, waiting for others will remove people’s patience little by little, but sometimes waiting is necessary. But I am waiting for the appearance of my own words on the website. It is not a day or two to publish text on the website, but this time I have never felt that time has passed so long. Seeing others’ works appear on the website one by one, but their own works still don’t appear for a long time, I feel a little anxious in my heart, and even the passion of writing seems to be hit. I remember that in the past, the slightest time for articles to be submitted to the website was only three or four days, and the fastest time was that the articles submitted today would appear on the website tomorrow morning. But this time after a week, I didn’t see the article, and began to whisper in my heart: Is it because the quality of my own works is not good? Look at other people’s works and compare them with the works submitted by yourself. It seems that the quality of your articles is good, and I feel that every work has positive power, but why haven’t you seen your own article for so long this time? In the past, once my fairy tales arrived at the website, the click-through rate was very high and the readers’ comments were very good. This time there was no article appearing, and I felt very uneasy. Moreover, some readers even asked me if I had any works recently, I can only tell her that it has been sent to the website, but I haven’t seen it on the website yet. The waiting days felt very long, and it was normal in the first few days, because there were many articles posted on the website, and it was not easy to edit. It was really hard for them to carefully review one article after another. But after a week, I started to read my email from time to time, and I always hope to see the editor’s reply in the email, because there will be the website of each article in the reply. But every time I failed. The more like this, the more fearful I feel. I also feel that I don’t have the ability to write. I always doubt whether my words are unpopular. The night was already deep, and suddenly the cellphone prompt rang. I was wondering if there were any new changes in my QQ space. I turned on the phone and saw the reply from the editor of fairy tale website: The article was published. Click to see the website of each article, followed by a paragraph: due to the recent revision of children’s songs Channel, the manuscript review speed is much slower, hope for understanding! It turned out to be this reason, which made me feel refreshed and feel that my efforts have not been wasted. The affirmation of editors and readers is the greatest encouragement to me. Looking at the words of appreciation and encouragement given by editors and the comments given by readers, I feel that I must work harder.

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I am me, a unique, innocent me. In this rapidly rotating world, we are easily changed. Then swirling into the lonely black hole, I couldn’t help myself. Looking at the bright morning glow, I sighed sadly and recalled that it was just once. In this virtual world, I gradually learned to hide a knife in a smile. What kind of conspiracy is hidden on the surface that seems to be kind and innocent. Desire, temptation, money. What are family affection, love and friendship in front of them? We missed kindness, fell into despair, but wanted to break through the exit. We looked for shortcuts again and again, thinking about the glory after getting what we did. However, we missed the opportunity to find ourselves again. But now, I want to go back to myself as kind and carefree as before. In fact, none of us is wrong. What we are wrong is the world. It went to a dead end than us, but destroyed the passage back. We gradually lost our way. Discarded that dull self. We look for exits over and over again, but we have already abandoned the compass that helps us grow. I tried hard to adapt, but I remembered the figure under the morning glow in the past. At this moment, we burst into tears. The tears were transparent, but the eyes blinded by darkness could not find the glittering tears. How good and seamless we are disguised under the mask. But that’s not myself. The figure envied by others is just a perfect disguise. Although we are beautiful under the mask, it is not ourselves. Take off the mask and be yourself. No matter how bad I am, there is only one me in the world! Be yourself, be that innocent child.

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I like the soft light on the old wall at dusk and the mottled shadow of trees. I like to sit on the bridge and watch a leaf of Wupeng boat swaying from the other end of the river, and shake it into my dream. In the melancholy and obsession, I felt that I was an old man living here all my life. I like the sea under the sunset on Dongji Island. I like to stand under the Clean Sky and leave a back shadow to the shore when facing the sunset. As a traveller, I like to show my hesitation in the sea and the sky naked. Recently, I like the temples in Jiangnan again. I stepped through the footprints of Lingyin in Hangzhou, Putuo in Zhoushan, Guoqing in Tiantai, Tiantong in Ningbo and Yuyao in the world. I like the green water and green mountain in front of the temple gate. I like listening to the sound of bells in the old temple, and I like the peace in such an environment. I am a person who has no demand but just comes to burn a column of incense. 3 during the National Day typhoon, I went back to my hometown. The morning of my hometown after the wind and rain seemed particularly clear. There is a cool Fanjing in the misty rain. That morning, I sat in the yard of my hometown to watch Qingming Festival. My mother’s old body was creeping beside the water tank. The dripping water on the eaves fell into the water tank rhythmically, as if the quiet time was slowly dropping down. At that moment, I suddenly realized. I am a man walking freely. I have been looking for spirituality and peace between old towns and landscapes. In fact, as early as 15 years ago, this feeling had been planted in the soil of my hometown yard!

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1 if one day you lose your lover, please don’t let tears stay in your eyes. If one day you lose yourself, please don’t let troubles continue. If one day you forget your memory, live happily.. 2 Look at the sky in the night, listen to the familiar song, hazy, melancholy, think of, Miss. 3 years such as drama, trance we have grown up, that year, you 18, I 18, Oh, silly we take each other’s hand next circle, that circle carries my memory of you. I am sad and frustrated after a midnight dream. I often think of you, but now I am so familiar with you when I meet again. 4 I like darkness, very quiet, very peaceful, and can enjoy it quietly by myself. I like Misty, very pure, very real, and can be a slight hesitation. I like heart injury, very painful, very tired, can be deeply released by myself. 5 waiting is a misery that can’t wait, leaving in a floating air, and carving deep love. Parting is the persistence that can’t be put down, gradually moving away, leaving a faint fragrance. 6 if the rain listens to the wind, the confusion is filled with wandering tears, if the snow flies, the cold is filled with parting thoughts. I walk through dreams, laughter, sadness, the traces stripped layer by layer are like the pain of cutting meat, which may be called life. 7 Dream Like a Dream, youth like a dream, the past is sorrowful, recalling the depth of prosperity, love is seclusion. Dream Like a Dream, time like a dream, how can I look back, follow the future for a few times, hate long. 8 time is like a reincarnation, today repeats yesterday’s you. 9 Is this world the end of the world? The paper is drunk, the luxury is slow. 10 if one day I forget myself, my lover, please help me pick up the memory of the past. 11 time is in a hurry. I can’t touch what I take away and what I leave. People, it’s good to be happy. If you are sad, bury it in the corner of your heart, when you can’t control it, find an empty night to cherish nostalgia and cry. 12 regret for the next life, you have no choice in this life. 13 I want to go back to that white age. My face is dirty every day, but it is very real. I am very satisfied to see the busy figure on the Tire Rack. 14 trees, if you don’t want to die, just grow up for me. 15 sadness as poetry, desolation as music. 16 youth is a glass cup. If you take care of it, it will fall into pieces. 17 beauty is sad and white hair, blue silk is a thousand sorrows, this life is like a drunk dream, prosperity is bitter, dare to ask, my lover, have you ever understood? Dare to ask, do you know my lover? 18 look for the wounds and pains of life in the song, and realize the bitterness and sweetness of life in my mind. 19 I have been young for many years. When I look back on the past, in the midst of the moon, the Jianglou was leaning against the grid. Xiao put the western window cold, and The Drunken Beauty was happy at the bottom of her knees. She was worried and annoyed, forgetting how. Life is a lot of disasters, don’t mistake time. 20 Time weakens everything. Maybe the corner is another world. There are new people and new things, but the only thing is that we are no longer like a piece of white paper.

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2012 is the end of the world. The horrible rumors have been broken by themselves when 2013 has gone through most of the time. The days are like running water. Whether you are or not, cry or laugh, and the time is still passing quietly with the sun rising east and falling west. Eleven, seven days long vacation, blocked for seven days, played for seven days, stayed in the house for seven days, depressed, happy, leisurely, each has its own place, each has its own fun, no matter people crowded with others to see others, or get on the highway and drive the car together, or the tourist attractions are full, and you can’t see the scenery even if you spend money. This is a beautiful scenery line this year. Anyway, for office workers, the seven-day holiday, it is extravagant enough. Tonight, there is no moon like water, and the stars are hiding. The cool autumn wind is mixed with a few drops of rain. Strolling on the street, the lights are dim, the breeze blows my face, cool and pleasant. In the small city in late autumn, the night was strong and the street lamps were lazy. After 9.1, the small city went to sleep. The noise gradually subsided, the vehicles and pedestrians were rare, and every household also turned off the lights one after another. People who are sleepy in spring and tired in autumn gradually enter sweet dreams after a day’s hard work. No matter how the four seasons change, day and night, I prefer the night. Of course, there is a soft moon like snow accompanying me, enjoying a flash in the pan, listening to the moonlight in the lotus pond, smelling lilac and watching loneliness like snow, that was really a blessing in the world; Without the shadow of moonlight, walking in the dark and dark wilderness, looking for the feeling of loneliness and fear, stimulating the nerves to come up with all kinds of ghosts in the Liaozhai, that is just the memory of country life in childhood. However, no matter how dark the night was, it was as bright as the day. The lights of the city burned the loneliness and indifference of the countryside, bringing infinite vitality and vigor. I like to walk alone on the silent Street. On such a cool night, I don’t have to be afraid. I am very calm, because I am just an ordinary person enjoying life, a nobody who has no power, no struggle with the world and is kind to others, what’s the fear? There is no ghost in my heart, and the ghost goes away by itself. Tonight, there is no moon, no stars, only a little rain, cool, let people suddenly remember that winter is coming!

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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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People’s circumstances and mood can always remind of some interesting things and interesting people in a specific environment. An old house with dilapidated walls stands. The dilapidated walls are like the face of an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes, like missing, like telling his endless attachment to his master, and a person who gives his love to himself. There are many old houses around, most of which are bamboo poles, firewood and firewood. This community building has become a witness of the evolution of a village, the development of new styles, new atmosphere and prosperity of a new village. The farmers here built a new look of the village with their hardworking hands. Buildings on the second floor can be seen everywhere, and the villagers’ thoughts also change with the changes of the external environment. The village becomes more tension and prosperity. A new building built on the ground of an old house reminded me of the young master in this family who was full of courage and fun. He did a shocking thing. In the year when he graduated from junior college, he was eager to learn but not to learn. He was addicted to gambling. Losing his job was not a debt he owed. He had the heart of dying on the back of his hand. In the Spring Festival that year, his father asked him to post couplets. He was addicted to playing poker and didn’t want to go. Later he thought for a while and said happily: I will be the chief writer of this year’s couplets. He said to his father. His father didn’t say anything, so he brought him a pile of red paper. His talent was really not built. A pair of couplets with new ideas went without thinking. The first couplet was: day moon month hope year hope; Second line is: Seconds also air separation also space-time also null. Horizontal batch: empty, empty. As a result, he and his father had a fight on the evening of New Year’s Eve. Appreciating the beauty of this new building, thinking of the scene of that year, I smiled knowingly. His owner of the dilapidated old house was not my very good friend. Thinking of this friend, he only sighed for his dangerous fate. He left the world in his early thirties! This friend, he is also an interesting person. One summer, he asked me to meet at his house. I asked: What’s the matter? Who else? Nothing, I also invited Xinzhi. After answering my question, he told me: remember to come tonight. He left alone. Thinking of Xinzhi, he was also a person who asked people to mention and laugh out of his heart. Xinzhi was eight meters tall, with a round and Fat Face, which was his general belly, and the poop had no waist circumference. A person in his twenties looks like a water tank, but the ringtone he downloaded is really making people laugh, and the waist circumference is as thick and round as eight water tanks, take a look at his image from his imagination, and then listen to the ringtone he downloaded. His ringtone is: sour and sweet is me. What came from the mobile phone was a sweet and sour song of a little girl. The sweet and sour song made people loose their teeth, and how to make the image on Xinzhi made people not eat. In the evening, I went to his house at the invitation of my friend. He wore a new one to pick me up. People really need clothes to match and fit me well, it seems that his friend is really handsome. I joked and laughed: life is not good. If I were a woman, I would definitely not marry you. My friend smiled and asked me to come in. I asked: where is your mother? Visit. He arranged the wine and dishes. We waited for Xinzhi for a long time. What we waited for was Xinzhi’s phone call. He said that his daughter had a fever and couldn’t open her body. My friend poured two glasses of wine and said to me: drink half of it. As soon as the wine was drunk, I heard my friend say, “I’m getting married tonight. Suddenly, my friend spit out the untouchable words. Suddenly, I can’t touch the edge, because I feel that the atmosphere tonight is not suitable for marriage. I asked him: where is the bride? Bridal is me. I was shocked again and asked again: where is the bridegroom? He didn’t answer my question directly. He persuaded me to drink the rest half a glass of wine and fill it up. He smiled and said, “the bridegroom is also me. I stared at him for a while and asked him: why? His answer was abrupt again: I just love myself. Do you love yourself very much? He said: I don’t think you need a good friend in the last farewell of life. The happiest thing for a person is to find a friend in a certain environment. My friend continued: my love can’t let me love the person I love. I love myself very much, so I married myself. He drank the wine in his hand and said: I can’t live for six days. I told you before that I often suffered from abdominal pain for a period of time. You asked me to go to the hospital for examination and consultation. I was not careful at that time. I found intestinal cancer two days ago, but it was not enough to live for six days. Your mother know? I haven’t told her yet., can you still drink it? I asked. He said: Today is a happy day in my life. Why not get drunk? I said: Bless you! Friends drunk. I was also dizzy because of the stimulation of alcohol. What is love? If you love your own love, you cannot touch people’s hearts. I walk alone under the starry sky, fate! Fate! Love, what is the depth of love? Think of a very popular sentence: life focuses on the process rather than the ending! 2014129

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