2013.01.23 2013.01.25 2013.02.05 I have sent a lot of those magnificent myths or miraculous dreams that people admire. The city lights melt into syrup. Butterflies in the forest fly into rainbows. Desserts from all over the world are displayed as fireworks. Volcanic eruption cappucinos. The ocean is a collection of someone’s tears. The Mermaid sat on Mount Qomolangma with a sad song like Meng Jiangnv, and then the blue sky and white clouds collapsed. The myths or miracles in life are not as spectacular as those in dreams, but they are more beautiful and memorable for a long time. Such as the intersection of two parallel lines. You made me think hard and couldn’t find a reason for us to meet, whether reasonable or unreasonable, but we met. I can list countless reasons why we won’t love each other casually, but finally we fell in love. This is a myth or miracle that cannot be explained by common sense. You once said that I am your miracle. By analogy, you are my myth. Miracles and myths, there is probably no one in the world who can match us better. 2013.01.23 2013.01.24 2013.01.25 I have never thought that a woman can really dress so earthy and interpret what a village girl is so well. I have never thought that a woman’s eyes can really be as beautiful as the tranquil ocean under the sun. I have never thought that a woman’s smile can be as pure as a little child. I have never thought that a woman can really confide to strangers who I have not known for half a day. Especially in the end, far beyond my expectation, about 123,456 kilometers. You are just like a generous collector, opening your heart to make a very grand exhibition, completely displaying the most precious rare things for people to visit and enjoy. When we met for the first time, sitting opposite you talked to yourself in a broken way. Every word seemed to blend into the dim scenery in the light rain, feeling a little like a poem beside the ink painting, wrapped in a tired and lonely mood. I am also a person who is a masterpiece of vicissitudes as long as I reveal my heart. I know that you need a pair of silent listening ears, so I listen to you attentively. When it comes to sadness, your eyes will shine. The blue light is purer than Lantian Jade. I am so pure that I think I am invulnerable that my chest is slightly painful. There was a moment when your tears couldn’t help falling down. My world began to fall from that moment. The Great Wall is thousands of miles away, and the copper walls and iron walls no longer exist. I think you are like a noble Zhuque. Zhuque is one of the four great beasts. The bird sitting in the South is also called Phoenix. Zhu is red and will not die. Zhuque has the characteristic of being reborn by bathing in fire. When she experiences the torment of fire and painful test, maybe you will ignore her existence, but when she vanishes from the flame, the world will be deeply impressed by her supreme posture. You are like this, a Zhuque waiting for Nirvana in the fire. You pursue the pure love with a utopia-like fantasy. Therefore, the flame burning you is more fervent than the general one, and your suffering and pain are more and deeper than others. But when you are reborn and successful, your feathers will be more dazzling than the sun at noon in summer. I believe that by then, the eyes of the whole world will focus on you and praise you with applause, praise You with verses and bless you with flowers. In the next few nights, we talked on the phone that the stars all fell down. When I slept, I could even see the soft morning sun on the horizon. I don’t remember whether I dreamed of you, but I know that I have been convinced by you before you were reborn in the fire and the Sparrow came to the world. I am willing to worship you at the bottom. Yes, I adore you. Not only do I love you. We spent a very short time together in 2013.01.26, 2013.02.05 and 2013.02.06, but there were so many unforgettable things that I often had such an illusion: We were lovers who had been in love for seven years. For example, we walked round and round around this small city, just like an artificial satellite circling around the orbit, which lasted for three hours. For another example, the first intimate contact between lips and teeth made me dizzy. When I opened my eyes, I saw the street lamps in this city, as if they had melted into a piece of syrup. For another example, you sang a song for me all night through the Internet. You said that you couldn’t explain it, but I knew that it was the so-called sound of nature. And so on and so on. What impresses me most is a very ordinary little thing, or you will forget it after a period of time, but it will always be like the most beautiful pattern printed on my heart wall. That time we went to my friend’s home for dinner together. After dinner, you packed the table quickly and competed for washing the dishes. I gently hugged you from the back. If I didn’t say it, you wouldn’t know what I thought at that moment, because this thought actually had nothing to do with what you did at that time. It was just like a scene of nonsense, seeing your back washing dishes suddenly came up with this idea: Many years later, when I came home from work, I just took off my shoes, before I could say that I was back, you jumped up and hung on my neck with your eyes flashing, there was a child-like innocent and romantic smile on his face. You say, dear, welcome home.

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About the Internet, how many crazy men and women have been fascinated? How much love and hate have been added? But when a feeling is exhausting, have we ever imagined the original intention? Thousands of worlds, all living beings, every life comes into being with its own reincarnation, the collision between heart and heart, the struggle between fate and share every smile is gentle and beautiful; Every drop of tears, it blurs the far-away back, who is the passer back and forth? Who is who is the eternal persistence we use laughter and tears to irrigate the grievances and the right and wrong. Every day, everyone gives us more or less, deep or shallow feelings with smiles and words and deeds. We often sigh the hardship and helplessness of life, so in this virtual network, will we copy all kinds of life and paste them on the network? Will the leisure and relaxation we want be caused by us? If everyone spreads out the problem, I think they will not deliberately create trouble for themselves, bring the format of life into it, and put the time of leisure and entertainment into the trifles of spirit, if so, wouldn’t it make the originally free space more careful? How should we relax ourselves and solve the pressure? What we seek on the internet is that we cannot be free and easy and tranquil at will in reality? It is a law of freedom to agree and disagree. In life, we are often unable to take care of some people’s emotions and the final choice of some things by our mood because of the choice, so do we have to pay too much attention to this network without any connection? Do we have to use a fixed way to shackle our freedom of words and deeds and thoughts? From the reality to the Internet, we should learn to be a butterfly breaking out of the cocoon instead of being a pupa bound by the cocoon, misinterpreting the pleasure and pleasure that the Internet should have brought to us. The game has nothing to do with success or failure, and happiness is good; it’s good to pour out the inner entanglement and let it go; It’s good to listen to the story in the song and understand it; Happy and sad, each other has a tranquil harbor, waiting for the tired heart to stop at any time. If I accidentally bring the lost emotion to you, it must be my fault; If you comfort and enlighten me, I will find a new force in the understanding words; if you are confused now, please cherish your possession, love your family and friends with your heart. Perhaps, what you feel is light and light now is in the envious eyes of others, don’t know what is the most precious thing until you lose it. What we want should be supplied in reality. Don’t exile too many extravagant hopes to the Internet to pursue. No one belongs to anyone, no one can give anyone a permanent promise, then let it be strange, stop it as strange, so that we can spit it out without any defense, no burden, no restraint, There is no complicated calculation equation between advance and retreat. It’s OK to be free. You stay, I welcome your arrival, you leave, I respect your decision, everyone, you can do what you like according to your heart. The internet is used to build your inner world, not to accumulate resentment. Why let your heart run endlessly in the worldly wisdom. If you are tired, just take a rest, listen to songs, play online games, talk a few words if you can say it, and talk to each other if you can’t. Read those sentences that make people feel, and can’t tell which one of them, so appropriately respond to a certain plot in the process, and suddenly open the knot in my heart, some experiences can be relieved in an instant; Remember the warm, forget the cold, the heart is so big, if you can’t let go of the past, you can’t open your hands to embrace the present. Emotions have no shelf life, and they will be diluted by the wandering of time. Some emotions are not cherished, but cannot see the future. Time, after all, has no arrow to turn back. Once passing, nothing belongs to me. If you can let it pass, you don’t have to bear grudge any more. Letting it go means letting yourself go. The words were a happy lock, but what finally agreed to open the lock was still our own private special agency, which could not allow others to steal. Be your spiritual mentor, let yourself experience more, understand more, treat more and mediate more. Between the Internet, we have to put down the heavy burden of life, do not please others, hope to warm others, we are a group of children playing during class, so short time, if it is used to quarrel and make leisure, it’s not worth it. It’s better to play and go home with a happy mood.

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Founding sixty years, days change several-turn; Spring breeze of reform to, Pingyu people rich explicit. Listen to me speak slowly I thirty-seven years in days walking see days change of realistic. Eight-year-old before I, is a silly I, living days, walking in days, not much memory the growth. Don’t know bitter, not understand music. shuo ku cry, joking smile, total disrespect anyone feel. Eight-year-old after I go to school, day in Intramuros Pingyu County yang cheng zhen Ridge King Elementary School. It’s a village office of primary school, no fixed classroom, no fixed tables and chairs. Snow Day we hide in ground-breaking wall learning, or in Woods recitation text. Bitter bitter, hard hard. But we were happy, really happy. Toy is for their own use mud made of small figurines, small tables and chairs …… play in the sun, come every family; With mud fabricated pot, small bowl; With mud Ganmian, with leaves when dumpling stuffing, with mud fried fritters, doing What You Is Dad, I am Mom’s game …… down pick up dried sweet potato, pick up soybean paying for school years. Primary School in kerosene lamps, gas lamps lighting the night of the sacred, mud table, BYO chair telling 1970s voice. No newspapers, no lights, no phone coalition. Rural people are so simple and honest; Rural people are so feudal and ignorant. Free love in that age is shameful things. Also affect our students, in-class is three eight line clear, boys can’t laughing, discuss voice, Village People class five years boys don’t know name name. Mud Road, rain difficult rows. Adult quarter after quarter turn public grain pull carts to village. Well aired, Yang good, also afraid thrash back heavy rework. Thirteen-year-old far away from home shi ba li to of Liu in the league (now of yang cheng zhen Middle School) learning, in order to give her mother burden climb trees fold litter unfortunately fell bears life scar; In order not to let father embarrassing, carrying flour walk shi ba li Road own meal raising little brother also completed her studies, and. Lian has light, have fixed tables and chairs, brick sub-shop of potholes Road, rain without need feet muddy …… later to hometown road covered with a brick, rain can bike ride home. Feel life better and better, sun brighter and ……. to alleviate parents’ burden, wei qu qiu quan. Gave up has ideal classroom, seventeen-year-old to jobs. No buses, only the old bicycle; Lack the good color TV, only black and white of 14 inch TV. One night all-unit not to work at night of people crowded together, watching few Channel. No fixed phone number and mobile phone, only is dial three times, pulling out a around three times attached Township’s telecommunications switchboard transfer mood ……. so feel workers than farmers good ears. Think this is teacher realization of the four modernization. Village houses multi-is wall thatch, Road is a few brick paving, majority or mud road. Pingyu town Road or potholes multiple, dilapidated housing, sale rampant, road confetti the wind blow welcome …… thirty-six years later, visit us again days, visit us again Pingyu, you will think it is in Fairyland on Earth: Look! Days city after the reform and opening up, City’s sustained efforts of people, development business economy. Initially formed pharmaceuticals, machinery, chemicals, electronics, building materials, food, grain and oil processing and pillar industry. At present, the city has listed Company A, namely topfond Pharmaceutical (600253). Actively preparing for listing and financing of enterprises are: Thailand Pharmaceutical, Chun development, from whole universe biological, Baiyun paper, Blue Sky Group, Red Star network industry, Pingdingshan blue sky, Cheng flour. In addition, a large number of well-known products and enterprises in the whole province are also developing and expanding rapidly, such as Wang Shouyi shisanxiang series condiments, Zhongji Huajun vehicles, Henan cement, men’s clothing and so on. Logical administration and harmonious people, convenient transportation, spacious cement leads to Quartet, convenient vehicle on day and night bustle …… agricultural resources rich assemble central plains of a variety of snacks, cases with local characteristics salty jellied bean curd and other days City Zhumadian city of main tourist attractions more and more beautiful, let you come don’t want to leave: have chayashan, bo sviii, General Yang Jingyu former residence, zhu gou Revolutionary Martyrs Cemetery, south China Sea Temple, Tongshan scenic spot, Suya Lake, tian zhong shan, Tong river source national forest parks. Don’t believe her friends she can to visit have real experience and feel. Sky City, 2009 nian 5 yue establishment of the Zhumadian Vocational and Technical College; 1979 nian created Zhumadian radio and TV University and. Days City is: National township enterprises things cooperation demonstration zone; Provincial civilized city, Garden City, excellent tourism city; 2007 nian most foreign investment potential city; 2008 National Urban Competitiveness Ranking top ten cases of improving competitiveness cities: focus on three constructions and coordinate the rise of peace; The province’s advanced city for public security work; The national advanced city for education, science and technology progress; The National Model City for double support; China’s financial ecological city. Days City is: liang zhu gu li (Runan); pan gu sheng di (Biyang); Chongyang culture Township (Shangcai); Chinese Leizu culture Township (Xiping); chinese iron sword culture Township (Xiping); Historic and cultural town zhugou town in Queshan County); Chinese history culture County (Runan). Pingyu in Tianzhong city is the county where I live, and the change is even unprecedentedly great. Now there are many private schools, and cars pick up cars for life. Classroom with clear windows, single table learning. Boys and exchange experiences, common learning knowledge, free of ignorance psychological been interrupted. Pingyu from ugly duckling decade became the envy of the White Swan, it heads held high in in the Central Plains, become a beautiful scenery. If you don’t believe it, you can have a look and have a look: the cement road extending in all directions; The buildings arranged orderly; The banks of Qinghe River with weeping willows and tender feelings; The best road for singing and dancing in your life; The yuedanping Island; the pedestrian streets with beautiful scenery and autumn colors; The People’s Park and Tairen Park with beautiful environment …… Unicom mobile, smart information, farmers’ mobile phones shaking hands early, can convey their feelings at any time without worrying about. Urban construction promote rural construction, national prosperity, farmers health. Well-off village, new countryside, di mu subsidies public grain-Meon. New Century, New World, new rural cooperative medical peri. 2009 nian, my county in industry clusters has settled all kinds of industrial project 152, fixed assets investment 2.96 billion yuan. First quarter of this year, GDP 1.664 billion yuan, an increase of 11.9%, amplitude top in Zhumadian city first. 1 5 yue fen, my county industrial enterprises to complete tax 30.7835 million yuan, year-on-year increase of 93%; County above-scale industrial added value of 0.471 billion yuan, year-on-year growth of 18.6%, the City County di 2 bits. Industrial agglomeration areas become to promote Pingyu rapid economic development strong engine. 2006 nian since, county GDP growth for three consecutive years ranked City 9 County first, fiscal revenue growth for three consecutive years ranked first in the city. First five months of this year, county financial general budget revenue 90.99 million yuan, year-on-year growth of 21%, the City County di 3 bits. Pingyu has a long history, splendid culture, Wuhua Tianbao, outstanding people, is party ancient and magical of treasure. Pingyu economic prosperity, social harmony, smoothly, qian cheng jin xiu, is a investment he xing ye hot spot. Pingyu is the hometown of Che Yu culture, the hometown of water-proof and moisture-proof in China, the National Health county, the provincial garden city, and the national demonstration county of East-West cooperation. For two consecutive years was named province safety construction advanced County. As Pingyu people I feel very proud. This year, at the age of 37, I walked in the sky and in Pingyu. I was really touched by the dramatic changes in the city where I lived! Material of rich led spirit civilization. Polite people more, no doubt! Far apart friends Ah, to we days around, to we Pingyu see is one of the world of beautiful than Wonderland look better, more warm, more your nostalgia! Written in 2009 nian 9 yue 19

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Happy Heart is free and open. I went back to the Lotus Terrace again. I learned the Buddha to sit up and close my eyes, concentrate and think. A piece of ordinary heart passed by gently. The traces of disturbance were like the melting of clear snow, leaving a cold heart! The past of dust and smoke flickered in the burning incense, converging the covetous red dust purple Mo, like Lotus heart with the rhythm of Sanskrit, singing one song after another and from then on, the morning bell and drum, leisurely ran aground the dust and fireworks the Buddha said, infinite prajna heart is free, silent movement and static body are natural …… the Buddha said, break all the obsession, no pure heart which is equal to the positive feeling, can also achieve positive results! I don’t understand. The familiar curse of great sorrow on the corners of the mouth filters out the dusty soul, a drop of tears slips through the heart which is burning to the extreme silently, and the thoughts are spreading around the sad memory, the previous grievances and misunderstandings were silent and desolate in the burning incense. The farewell without any excuse was also the face-up of the free and easy posture of light clouds and breeze, as well as the cause and effect following the fate. Smelling the dense sandalwood, the beautiful style of incomparably euphemistic, plain, and safe, turns out to be a clear and indifferent heart. What is pure and beautiful feeling, Results have already been drawn up in chaos. The flowers fall silently, and the sadness again is just vague silence. I am unsatisfied with my reputation, abandon the stubbornness and pride in my eyes, feel wronged, and don’t want to wet my mind! Burning a column of incense, I knew the trace of pain, and the flowers which turned into ashes fell down.

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Maybe it is because I always like to stay in bed in winter, so although it is already February in Yangchun, I still wake up late. Today is Sunday. My mother had a rest. Early in the morning, I heard my mother sweeping the floor with a broom. I opened the door with a bang, and my mother woke me up from my sweet dream with a roar. My hair was dishevelled from the Quilt which had been twisted into a ball. My pajamas were cartoon Pleasant Goat, which was not neat at all. I thought, for a person who didn’t sleep until three o’clock in the morning, it was already a miracle to be woken up or even get out of the bed, because it was only eight o’clock now, and the neighbor who went to work as a coolie had just left the door. I stood in front of the mirror and put on a sweater. It was still very cold in the spring morning. I put on a short cotton-padded jacket, holding panda eyes, and walked out of the room with heavy steps. Indeed, in the spring morning, the sun had already risen high. In the newly built building on the opposite side, the small workers had already been busy. The blender made a loud sound. The two small workers were mixing with cement on the ground, after a while, another coolie came slowly with a mud bucket, pried cement and soil sand with soil, and joked with the Coolie nearby from time to time. Half a ring, carrying a mud bucket full of mud slowly walked to the front of the new house, and handed it to an old master who just spent a lot of money this year. The villagers believed him very much and all said that his craft was good, every family is looking for him to build new houses, which is a little famous in our place. According to my grandfather, one year he caught up with the famine. Every family drank porridge. There were many brothers and sisters in his family, and he didn’t even have a sip of water. He had no choice but to send him to a couple in the neighboring village. When I grew up, I learned the craft of bricklayer with my foster father. It was almost noon, I took out the quilt in the room, shook it evenly, and put it on the bamboo pole of the cold clothes table. When I was young, as long as I basked in the quilt, my nose would definitely bleed the next day, grandma said, the child was so angry that the sun-dried quilt was too warm. He told me not to sleep with my head covered in the midnight. I was always in the quilt the next day, and the nosebleed flowed down the nose to the bed sheet, then when I woke up, the scab with dry nose and blood covered my face. I remember at that time, Grandma always had many ways. During the Spring Festival, the whole pig tail and the meat were cut into small pieces and left to me, she said that there was no nosebleed left after eating, and later she knew that it was the old doctor of traditional Chinese medicine in the village who told her. At noon, my mother cooked the meal. When it came to the dining point, all the dolls in the village went home separately, and those little workers also shouted that they were hungry, I asked the landlady who built the new house in a loud voice, is the meal ready? The woman in that shop looks coquettish. After a while, the men in her family shouted for dinner, and saw those coolies put down the tools they used to do the work ………. after lunch, I packed up the leftovers and helped my mother wash the bowl. Hearing the conversation between two or three people outside, I listened carefully that it was the third grandmother of Qiancun who seemed to be looking for someone to pick tea on her daughter’s Mountain. It was time to take new tea in half a month, every year at this time, women in the village go out to pick tea. My third grandmother is over 60 years old this year, and her eyes are so bright. My second mother said that they couldn’t win when picking tea. It costs at least 2,000 yuan for tea in one season. They said that the daughter of the third grandma was quite rich, and she had a tea field. She earned a lot of money from tea in one season. Her son-in-law was engaged in tea business, which was quite good in the local area. Her daughter’s son-in-law didn’t allow her to pick tea, saying that she could give her the tea if she was short of money. However, her third grandmother was an idle person who refused to say anything and had to go up the mountain to pick tea, last year, in order to pick tea with her daughter’s son-in-law, she locked herself in the house without food or drink. Her daughter’s son-in-law couldn’t beat the old lady, so she had to agree. For this matter, the old people in the village just laughed at three grandmothers for more than half a year. This is not the case. This year, her daughter’s son-in-law was afraid that she would be the same as last year, and said hello to her third grandmother early, She was asked to go to the village to help ask the people who went to pick tea. Let alone that the third grandmother really had a good set. The old and young people in the village all went to sign up. When the sun was setting, I rode a battery car to wander around the street. The Wind in spring was warm without the biting winter. I watched the scenery along the way. In the afternoon near Guangde city, it was very busy. Those people who set up fruit stalls fought with several stall owners nearby when they were free, and the onlookers formed a circle, after a while, a plump middle-aged woman came to call Apple and shouted for a long time. No one responded, shouting, is there any business to do? Half a day later, the middle-aged woman was just about to leave. The owner of the fruit stall squeezed out from the crowd and came. The boss responded kindly. Three or two children played and played, and from time to time there came a burst of laughter …… reflecting the sunset, which was really a different scenery. It was so warm. When I came back, at the roadside of the village entrance, the original three or three people gathered together to talk and laugh, and all of them were scattered. They all went home and began to cook. Not far away, the chimney of each household was smoking …… father also went home from work, squatting in the stove to make a fire. Soon, the fire started, my father took out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his coat, touched one, and struck one with a match from the stove. After lighting it, he sucked it in a Big Gulp. My mother was cooking in front of the stove, while nagging my father, my father didn’t say anything, spitting out a smoke ring… I was choked and coughed a few times, and went out of the kitchen… after dinner, the whole family sat in front of the TV happily ………. it was getting dark gradually, and the Twilight was thick ………. there were three or two barking at the entrance of the village, and the happiness was that the passers-by passed. Half a quarter of a clock, there was no sound of dogs, the silent night, accompanied by the bright moonlight ……… when the whole village entered the Dreamland, the original article, Jiang Sise

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From 2009 to 2014, I grew from 19 to 22. From the fat girl who was sensitive and self-abased at the beginning to the girl who was still sensitive and self-abased but not so fat. It took nearly five years. Some things have not changed, for example, I am still the original one. But some things have really changed. Someone once told me that you are always so quiet, which makes people feel uncomfortable. In fact, I am not a quiet child. I have a sentimental and overthinking heart. I think every fat man has a sensitive heart. Besides, he is still a fat man who has experienced so many gossips. I remember someone once joked with me: Li Danyang, others need money for singing, but you are dying for singing! In fact, my singing is really good. At that time, I knew that most of what they said was because I was fat. Most boys like beautiful and spoiled girls. Two people always stick together like glue. But I know I am not that kind of girl. Even though my weight is falling day by day. But I know I won’t become such a girl that boys like. Dad once comforted me: Dad is a man, and he knows what kind of girl a man likes. However, WHO stipulates that girls must become what the public men like. My best friend once said to me: Li Danyang, you are a kind of love! In fact, I am not in love, because I have never been in love. Maybe I think he said that just because I have rich imagination and developed lacrimal gland. Anita Mui and Leslie Cheung are good friends of peng. Anita Mui once half joked to Leslie Cheung: If I were 40 years old, I would not marry you, and I would not marry you. Then how about getting married. When I was young, I once imagined that the so-called love was just someone holding your hand. She also admired Xiaoyan who was busy talking about her partner in junior high school. The reason why I admired her was very simple at that time. It was just because when I quarreled with him, he had a friend who could be called a boyfriend and helped her deal with me. Even so, when I was young, I really thought it was a good thing to have a boy willing to vent his anger on you. But I knew that I had always been a good boy. A good boy could not fall in love early, so I continued to play the role of a good boy in my parents’ eyes. In fact, is it a good boy? Shaking his head, I really don’t know. A friend once sought and taught me: Mr. Li, can you study hard? Why are you more active and backward. But I said plausibly: adolescent rebellion and innocence. In fact, I am already 22 years old, and 16 years old is already far away from me. Or my adolescence is a bit long. But what on earth is right? When I was in junior high school, there was a boy whose name was listed in the class. He once secretly liked me. He was a child who didn’t like learning, but he had studied for two months for my unprecedented efforts, but he failed because of waiting. And chose to be hostile to me. I remember I hated him at that time. Love that my child really never understands. Maybe love can be written, and most people can understand it at a glance. But it is not easy to be perceived in real life. Thinking of that child, I think the initial love is like a family wine of a child. They are made up by others, perhaps because there is the same master in the name. It is hard to be described as a pair of copper locks. Look, this is just about the initial love, now think about it, about youth, what reason do I have to choose not to forgive. Youth is good or bad, happy or sad. All accompanied me through a period of quiet time. Envy Anita Mui, no matter what the end is. There is always a promise waiting for her. In fact, I also want someone who is willing to make such a promise with me, Dandan. If you can’t get married at the age of 30, will I marry you? In that case, I will definitely take a reassurance and settle down for a long time. Now I feel that marrying someone is not marriage. Not lao lao liu liu life. Why not take a stable road. What is love/? Since there is love in this world? Why are there so many quarrels? In this world, how much love is lost to waiting, how much love is lost to inferiority. It’s just the same thing that people live for a lifetime. The gap is that some people live a healthy life, and some people are in a hurry all their lives. In life, why not let yourself live a little naughty and casual. In that case, will it be very happy? People who are not casual will write these words in a mess, while people who are casual will not think about it. Since they do not think about it, they will not moan without illness. People will really change. I guess whether I will dye my red hair in the future and suddenly make a big change. I remember when I was young, I thought boys were gentle and comely. White shirt. Jeans. ‘S cute. It is better to have a hint of melancholy, which is unrealistic as the fantasy of youth. I also met such a boy passing by. Now I think about it, how can he rely on such a sad and negative boy? Because I have grown up now, because I know that my youth will eventually pass away, because I know that there is still a long way to go in the future. Therefore, we need to change ourselves more. Maybe turn around silently, and one day you will find that love has come. Where are you in the future?

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At leisure, my heart suddenly became empty. The office only had myself, looking out of the window, as if nothing was thought, and as if something was floating in my heart, like the wind, without a trace. Take off your high heels, curl yourself up in the chair and sit in a comfortable posture. This weekend is a little lonely and a little desolate. The busy rhythm suddenly stopped, which was really rare to be casual and relaxed. Put on the ear veins, the old, favorite and gentle songs echo in the ear one by one. Such time and memory should be traced to the time long and long ago. But I don’t want to talk. I found a book in the corner and turned to a chapter conveniently. Those sentences were beating in front of my eyes, but I didn’t know what I was writing and my heart was floating in another unknown space, I can’t find the intersection. There is clear and light water in the Cup, and there is a shell fixed as specimen on the lid of the cup. I know that it has nothing to do with summer, but it has something to do with loneliness. During the weekend, those friends stayed in memory, and those happy, sad and bitter time accompanied by friends were only left to the past. But we can’t find the past. Those young and beautiful friends who once shared weal and woe together have also been far away or unfamiliar. However, I really appreciate those years and those friends. On this lonely but not sad weekend afternoon, I watched the clear sky and listened to the silence. I met myself face to face with such posture and indifference. The ringing of the phone disturbed my mind, and the dilemma of reality still existed. Only a moment of peace in the world is also a kind of enjoyment and a rare harvest. Text: Yuhe QQ364399664 in the wind

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Every sleepless night was a war. My eyelids were as heavy as gold, and my whole body seemed to be twice as fat. I didn’t think about anything in my mind, but I was thinking about everything, like a pile of messy paste, thick and chaotic. You don’t understand the difficulties of insomnia. It should be a dream at two o’clock in the morning, but you are still awake with your eyes closed. I was very sleepy and tired, and wanted to sleep very much, but the sleeping God just didn’t play with you, just like a silent contest, and you lost thoroughly. Seeing the oriental fish belly white gradually appeared, seeing the light a little clear, helpless, night, to you, did a useless work. Chi Zijian said that sleep was like a noisy River cut off by people in the waist, but sometimes there would be accidents. It would keep rushing forward without stopping, which was called neurasthenia in medicine. At 6: 30 a.m., the wake-up bell rang. It’s time to run morning exercises. The river which finally calmed down was noisy again. The day’s journey began with the pain caused by the sudden sharp stones. We live in the space of time, breathing desperately every day, looking for our so-called sense of existence. However, I was more like living in my own perfect and unbreakable ivory tower. Others couldn’t get in and go out. Perhaps, it is time to change this terrible broken habit. Or maybe, it didn’t belong to me long ago. Maybe it’s time to go out for a walk. The air in the room is too hot, and autumn is coming soon. Winter is not far away. The cold winter atmosphere can make people feel particularly comfortable. Long-lost wintersweet in the yard, I hope to see you soon.

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When you take a thing seriously, you will find that you really forget about sleeping and eating. Yesterday afternoon, my aunt called me to go home for lunch, which was a rare half day off in a week. I said yes, I will come as soon as I finish my homework. There are snacks usually prepared in the schoolbag. If you feel hungry, you should deal with them first. I originally planned to finish my homework before eating outside. I don’t need it now. Although I’m too lazy to go home, I can overcome this laziness by thinking about the good of my family. Home. Both diet and others are much better than those outside. I didn’t expect that once I finished my homework, it was over 7 o’clock in the evening. Time flies fast enough. It is my first time to do homework, read books, and forget the time, I am very happy. Fortunately, I can experience this pleasure. It was eight o’clock when I got home. My aunt said that I really grew up. Maybe, after all, I was in senior three and called the head teacher for leave at night. (The school has access control, and I have to go back to the dormitory before 8: 30 p.m. during the holiday) after dinner, I took a bath and slept beautifully. Even if I didn’t sleep until early morning, I was very satisfied. This is the most fragrant and warm sleep I have had this week. It’s good to be home! Only after staying outside for a long time can you feel the warmth of home. School life is very fulfilling. Although sometimes I feel very tired, there are also many times when I feel helpless. If I don’t say something, it doesn’t mean I don’t know. If I see through it, I will look down on it. There is a saying like this: who does not say people behind, who does not say people behind. Indeed, it is like this in our life. No one likes others to talk about themselves behind their back, but he always talks about others inadvertently. Teacher Xiao once commented in my diary: This world is a dip Basin. Whether you can get out of the silt without stain depends on your own determination. Indeed, the world is very complicated, and I don’t need to care too much. What others do is others’ business after all. What I should pay attention to is my own behavior. What I can manage well is also my own behavior. The thoughts of others will never erase my personality, because I understand my pursuit. As for the current situation, I am very satisfied. I will continue to work hard in my study. I want to draw a perfect end to high school and give a satisfactory answer sheet for this period of study. I hope that when I look back, I can say proudly: I have a clear conscience and this life is enough.

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I don’t! I was bored with two words in my heart, crying and ran to the gate of the village, hitting the poplar with a punch, in return for numbness full of arms. Ni, give me the photo. Your dad wants it. Mother was stuck at the door of the classroom, waiting anxiously. I don’t want succession, don’t want. I cried, crying all the time ……. don’t get cheap and sell it back, your brother still can’t take it if he wants to take it. My mother’s words hurt my heart. OK, I will give it to you. I ran home, opened my treasure chest and found out the photos I was going to apply for the technical secondary school photo. Here, all for you! I still put the photo in front of my mother. You damn bitch …… I don’t care what mother says or shouts. I ran to a small bridge in front of the village, got off the bridge and squatted on the edge of the ditch: Why didn’t I take the exam? I wanted to take the exam as a lawyer. I swore to go to court for my aunt! I grabbed the weeds with both hands, and kept pulling them out until my hands hurt into my heart and I was exhausted. Ni, don’t go to school. Learn abacus with dad at home. Report to the unit in two days. So fast! I muttered in a low voice that I was always afraid of Abba and dared not contradict him. Tears flow down my cheeks. Maybe I saw my tears. Abba sighed a long sigh and shook his cigarette. Ni, dad knows you are high-hearted and wants to go to college. Your brother got married and reported to the city and called back. Your brother is still young and hasn’t graduated from primary school. He doesn’t want it, your three sisters are all married in Xinjiang, and you just catch up. Dad is old, if you don’t pick up, there will be no candidate. It is a good thing that you want to go to school. If you fail to pass the exam and have poor eyesight, what will you do in the countryside? Even if you are admitted, your father has no money to provide you to go to school. Your brother got married and built a house; Your three sisters got married, and they have done great things in succession in recent years, and borrowed a lot of debts. I gave them all the wedding gifts of your sister, without any prints left. I was afraid that others would say that I would sell my daughter, that your sisters would not live well in others …… your brother was still so young that he would start a family in the future and build a house …… Dad’s voice was a little choked. From my memory, this was the first time that my dad told me about my family. It was the first time that he told me so many words and was not so strict. Dad, stop talking. I dropped out of school. Can you let me finish the self-study tonight? All right, go ahead! Go! I cried and ran away. When I turned around, I saw my father wiping away tears. The light of self-study at night was dazzling. Teacher Hei walked around the class to monitor whether the students worked hard. I looked up at him anxiously, trying to stop his footsteps. I didn’t speak until I spoke. Two tears coagulation. Keep repeating this action after sorting out the books and breaking them up. The black teacher’s eyes stared at me from time to time. I really hope he can blame me. But, no. I am the top three students in the school, I have never been criticized by any teacher. I don’t study tonight. Why doesn’t he blame me? Then I feel better …… as soon as the self-study Bell drops, I rush out of the classroom, rush out of the campus, run to the brick kiln leading to the village entrance, and let the stars in the sky blink their confused eyes. No one can understand the depressing and low cry. It’s the first time that I feel painful in my heart …… my hands have been stabbed and swollen by Tribulus bristles, and the sticky liquid cries painful in my palm …… you dead girl, working is a good thing. Why are you so sad like sending you into a fire pit? Back home, my mother scolded me while washing me with wine. Is it a good thing? I don’t understand! My mother didn’t know that I was pretending to be more than this family. I wanted to see the sky outside the building …… less than two minutes after you rushed out of the classroom that night, the principal came to our class to find you, he said that the “I grow with young trees” you wrote won the second prize in the village. When my deskmate told me this, my heart was really sore, which made my tears come out again. The young trees in the backyard are still there, and they can still become useful. What will I become in the big vat of Society for the students who have to take part in the college entrance examination in one and a half years? This is the real thing, which happened in the severe winter when New Year’s Day came in 1990. Since then, my heart has never crossed the cold winter …… written in June, 2009

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