(1) after dinner, I was cleaning up the washing bowl and chopsticks. Suddenly, the Reading man outside the house shouted: it’s raining! Let’s go down. It’s always windy, thunder and heavy rain in the evening these days. After a few rumbling thunderstorms, there was a pouring rain, and the rain stopped. The next day it was still sunny. This kind of weather is the best. A heavy rain sweeps away the dry heat in the daytime, making the night cooler. I always woke up after midnight these days. Through the window without drawing the curtain, I saw the moonlight shining in the courtyard, black and white. The shining place is like Frost, which reminds people of the bright moonlight in front of the bed. It is suspected that it is frost on the ground. I really admire the poet’s meticulous observation and rich Association. The moonlight shone through the glass into the house, and the house inside is clearly visible. At this time, the moonlight was like water, flowing quietly with clear glow, and the air was humid and refreshing. The outline of the fruit trees in the small and medium-sized vegetable garden in the yard is clear, and the posture is swaying, as quiet as a fairy under the moon. The pure blue after the rain is clear, blue is clear, blue is bright, and there is no Nebula. The stars are decorated with blue sky, sparkling and extraordinarily bright. Suddenly a round moon appeared from the roof of the West House, hanging in the stars, as bright as a jade plate. Li BAIH shouted white jade plate, and big hour referred to big bulb. It can be seen that from Ancient Times to Present, Moonlight has endowed people with such a wonderful reverie that they have devoted the most beautiful words in their hearts to it. (2) when the big son’s words just fell, he only heard the rain of drops in the yard. Then the rain became louder and louder, mixed with the sound of hitting. Oh! Hail. The father and son exclaimed in the north room. Hearing this, I put down my work and went to the door to have a look. Immediately, I was shocked by the sight before me. The small trees in the garden flew wildly and danced with the roar of thunder. The heavy rain was like a note, and the dense raindrops mixed with hailstones as big and sparse as beans hit the tiles and the ground rapidly, making a sound like stones hitting each other. On the roof of the North House, raindrops hit the small water droplets splashed by tiles to form water vapor. With water vapor, the high wind pushes forward one wave after another and disappears. In one or two minutes, I saw the water drops on the eaves of the whole courtyard turned into water, spouting down. (3) at this time, thunder and rain are heard. Thunder is always big and small, sometimes dull and sometimes sharp. The sound of raindrops hitting the ground, tiles and leaves looks like big beads falling into the jade plate. The swinging sound of the branches and the rattle of the eaves. At this time, the heaven and the Earth played a crazy and exciting hit music. The sky was cloudy, and the Lightning broke through the cracks of the road from time to time, and closed immediately. Thunder was like a non-stop running train, rumbling over the sky. The hailstones in the air disappeared quickly, and several grains falling on the ground melted quickly, which did not cause much harm to the plants. (4) for nearly ten minutes, the rain was small, the wind stopped roaring, shaking the trees gently. My heart calmed down with the relief of nature’s music, and began to care about my small vegetable garden. I saw a pool of muddy muddy water accumulated in the garden, and the cabbage leaves were pitifully lying in the soil; The pepper leaves were tightening their bodies like chickens falling into the water; However, the eggplant leaves were thick and the stems were thick, still standing upright. The water in the ponywater in the courtyard is now out, flashing. (5) The Thunder still didn’t weaken. The sky seemed to be extremely angry and rumbling incessantly. I leaned against the door and looked at my small vegetable garden, fearing that the rain would come back to Chang’an, the vegetables in the garden couldn’t help chopping. As expected, the rain came crazily again, but it was not as strong as the wind just now, and there was no hail. It rained for a while and turned into light rain. As night fell, the gloomy Thunder which had been playing for nearly half an hour had no thought of weakening at all. I listened and got angry. How endless. He closed the door, climbed onto the Kang, sat by the window, held his chin in one hand and his head against the glass, looking at the vegetable garden and the gloomy sky. Suddenly three birds flashed in the sky, left and right, passing over the North room hurriedly. If such a fierce rain didn’t avoid it early, he was afraid that it would suffer. The clever bird also knew that the rain was small and hurried home. (6) the rain stopped, and there were no raindrops on the eaves. The night was as quiet and calm as the glass in the dark night. I pressed the desk lamp on the desk in the room and began to write a diary. Outside the house, there was a sound of neighbors closing doors and windows. This heavy rain will wash away the filth in the channel, so that passers-by will no longer hide their noses. (7) when I woke up in the middle of the night, I didn’t know when the rain stopped. The stars flickered in the blue sky and the bright moon hung high.

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Work for two years after next week, after graduation for two years, the campus is getting farther and farther away from me. I am still at the place where I work on the first day. I don’t know whether I still have the ideal I once had. This problem has been lingering around me recently. Maybe I live deep in my heart but it is slowly buried by reality, or maybe it has already gone out. After graduation, I found a job from nine to five, from curiosity and excitement at the beginning, ignorance and ignorance to following the rules and doing nothing now. The two-year work in the system makes me feel the most: innovation and self-determination are not welcomed, and making every little thing do not make mistakes is the best work performance, and you are a good employee in China. This kind of working condition made me feel painful at first, then I felt numb after thinking about it. Step-by-step work, dealing with those trivial work year after year. Most of the time, I deeply doubt my original choice. As a living person, I was tied up by my work to survive. I was too TMD to achieve success. My mood burst into a burst, from time to time. I felt that every day I was not destroying work, but work was destroying me. I thought about not going to work every day, but I always sat in front of the computer in the office on time, with an obedient and sensible look. If I had been working as usual, I would still work instead of finishing my work. Many years later, I would have become the appearance of many colleagues now. I worked from nine to five and worked step by step. My mood was neither supercilious nor surprised. The present of him (her) is my future, the ordinary life that I can see at a glance. Once, who ever thought that we might become such ordinary people? When we were young, we all had one or even several great dreams. We could proudly say to the world: I want to be a scientist when I grow up, and I want to be an inventor, I wanted to build planes and cannons. When I was young, I always felt that I was unusual. I was different from the children around me. Playing small depends on my good grades, I firmly believed that I would become a scientist when I grew up, although I didn’t know what a scientist was or what kind of scientific parents were at that time, but I often show confidence and pride in front of other students. Comparing today and evening, I found that I was not as good as when I was young. Now I don’t have the courage and confidence that I don’t know where I came from. A few days ago, everyone in the high school group talked about the humbleness of real work and the ideal bone feeling in dreams. I also raised my confusion and anxiety to the group. Z, who is about to graduate, encouraged me to stick to what I love, but she has been running on the road of striving for her ideal. I kept silent for a long time. The insipid work and the comfort around me made me forget those ideals and love that were once full of passion. I admire a girl like her. No matter under what circumstances, she dares to stick to and express her ideal. They exude a power that is bound to succeed. I know that smart people don’t have to go to doctoral studies, but at least they should read themselves in life and define their own direction. We used to be a group of children who held their hearts and dream world, but we didn’t insist on the determination and persistence of Qingsong not to relax. On the way of growing up, many of us gradually became an ordinary adult when we walked, just like a tiny dust in the wind, water drops, flowers and leaves, or nothing. However, fortunately, we are still young, and we can all regain our dreams. Struggle, dog life!

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It has been almost a month since I came to work in the South. It is only a month, and the floating life is just like a blink of an eye. It is so short that it will go far away. New arrivals, everything here is still so strange. Because it is located in the countryside and remote, it is just so far away from the noise. Suddenly remind of Tang Dynasty li she of a small poem The problem he lin si shag “all day long drift off drunken dream between, suddenly heard end of spring strong mountaineering. Because of the monk’s words in the bamboo yard, I have to spend half a day in leisure. Crooked sketch, occasionally floating and quiet feeling. Although this place is near the mountain and the water, there is no bamboo forest Mountain Temple far away from the secular world, and there is no monk whisper that is completely out of the mortal world. There is a village, and the town is not far away, but there is no ancient place for people who are so warm in the village, and there is no flag wine sail in the town. Working here is very regular. Getting up early every day is the students’ morning reading, and then the lectures and lessons preparation. After lunch, they take a nap. After a nap, they teach and educate people in the afternoon. Although I have been with students for less than two weeks, I still can’t name some of them. I can be a teacher. In today’s society, although they are often Dusty, I always feel that the greatest luck, it is to get along with a group of young people and keep themselves young forever. After five o’clock in the afternoon, there will be students’ free activities. After many warm invitations from several students, I first played table tennis with several students, and then went to the green field that I have been longing for for two or ten years, I played football with a group of students. Tomorrow, we have made an appointment that our teachers and students will have a football friendly match during tomorrow’s extracurricular activities. The result is certainly not important, but I am looking forward to a relaxed and happy arrival. When I went back to the dormitory, I always felt like living in a hotel. I took a hot shower, sat at the desk, turned on the computer, met my wife and children on the video, and had a good chat, what I said was that I had already started cooking by myself yesterday. My daughter was so fresh that she wanted me to show her my cooker and egg fried rice. After that, I wandered around the class, and the students all took the evening classes quietly, concentrating on the homework of various subjects. So I was leisurely again, so I cut green onions, fried eggs and fried egg rice, so I ate fried egg rice while reviewing Tony Jia’s action movie “boxer 2”. Unconsciously, unexpectedly, I felt sleepy. Unconsciously, I went to bed early. Unconsciously, the iron horse glacier fell into a dream. In the past, I am usually liked to sleep late, but today, I got up at 4 o’clock and woke up naturally, no matter how early I was, I didn’t feel sleepy. So I could make a cup of coffee boldly, with coffee in one hand and cigarette in the other hand, and walked up to the balcony. The cool breeze I had learned came across my face. The tranquility of the night was just around my eyes, and my heart was indifferent to the villagers. Downstairs is the world of the rich. Quiet villas are hidden among the hills and forests. Flickering street lamps are telling the leisure of the night. Further away, there are golf courses, golf clubs, star hotels, owners’ dining halls and leisure clubs which are covered with hills like carpets. By the way, there are also two lakes. On one side of the lake, there are high-end villas with docks. On the other side of the lake, there are residential areas with high buildings and modern atmosphere. It is said that the house price is over seven thousand, the day before yesterday, CITIC Real Estate invited teachers to celebrate the festival, visited the model house, ate barbecue, played golf and drank beer, which might be another place for us to settle down. Somehow, when I think of Lu Xun again, I always feel that I am quite like Lu Xun, who is cynical and jealous of evil as hatred. During the Great Revolution, Lu Xun went to Sun Yat-sen University in Guangzhou to teach, devoting himself to educating young people and placing his hopes on the future. However, the tragedy of came, and the young man Bi Lei was killed. Lu Xun dissected himself ruthlessly while mournful the martyrs. Only when he realized that the newly emerging proletariat could have a future. But after all, I am not Lu Xun, and the present era is not a great revolution. What I teach is not Sun Yat-sen University. My generation has neither Lu Xun’s talent nor Lu Xun’s wise thinking. I couldn’t help thinking of Zhu Ziqing again. Sometimes, I seemed to be like Mr. Zhu who was quiet but couldn’t get rid of worries. Then I thought of Liang Shiqiu’s “yashe talk about eating”. Maybe, I can also learn from Mr. Liang Shiqiu, yashe Xiaoju once and talk about snacks once. Su Dongpo once said in “The Day of Partridge” that it rained three times last night, and it had to be cold again. According to the weather forecast, it will rain heavily tomorrow in Foshan, Guangzhou, and the South, which has been hot and humid, may be the time for floating life to cool. Living a quiet and regular life, I have been in a gloomy business. Maybe today is the time when I have to live for three days again. The wind was blowing at night and the green branches were gently brushed. Although there was no boat or pillow, I didn’t know the white of the East. 2014, 9, 16

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It is a rainy day in the South with wind and rain. Today’s storm is for the warmer sunshine tomorrow. New hopes are constantly breeding in my heart, and occasionally there are images of desperation. All encounters in the world are either hate early or hate late. At that time, we could never catch the tail of fate. So I kept running away, pretending to be stupid, afraid that time would leave quietly, youth would be lost, and fate would no longer exist. Who have you become? But too much insincere. I was afraid that regardless of all the courage, I was just a straw, waiting quietly, sitting on the ground, looking up at the sky, full of stars, autumn harvest wheat cutting straw field, Scarecrow shaking with the wind, I gently patted the dust on my body, mr. Scarecrow, I am the little girl beside you, inviting you to dance for me. You are a living life, a faithful guardian, and the birds also stop on your shoulders, whispering and telling your deep attachment to you, while you stick to it silently and remain indifferent. The bird flew away disappointedly. Another summer, in the golden wheat field, the wind lifted a corner of the little girl’s skirt and swung with the wind. The Scarecrow behind her fell asleep with birds lying on her shoulder after experiencing the snow and shabby clothes.

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I always like writing and drawing, but I never write something for you, either because I don’t want to write or don’t care about it. I’m afraid that my clumsy writing won’t make you 1‰ good to me. Writing seems like a lot of things, but it seems that there is no clue. What should I write? I don’t want to show off your kindness, for fear that you will be proud of it. I am a little selfish! In the mood of flower, I don’t know the season of love, in the ignorant years, you come like a big brother, careful, considerate and considerate. You captured a young girl’s heart with sincere care. Since then, my life has changed dramatically. The obedient and sensible girl has become the most rebellious child in my parents’ eyes. Love is thousands of miles away, we have to walk over and accompany you to sing the eternal song of love naively and naively. There is no bustling auditorium, no glass of blessing, ignoring the luxury cars on the way, holding you on the bicycle, and laughing all the way. When you are not old enough, you can’t buy a ship ticket or catch up with the flight of the civil affairs bureau. You wriggle your brain, toss around the civil affairs bureau, and secretly pull me onto the passenger ship. Although you feel wronged, but it has been buried by sweet happiness. Love is always simple, get along too hard, make bricks without straw, big man have to bow for wudoumi. Only when you are short of money can you know that life is easy, life is easy, and it is not easy to live a good life. We rented a house, owed money, slept on the floor, and ate instant noodles. You have to live when you are born. In order to let me live a good life, you work hard, earn money desperately, use love as motivation, take the house as the goal, wholeheartedly for me, for the family, no matter how hard you are, no matter how tired you are, you have never heard of a complaint. The ordinary life led me to be lucky. Everything was just like the TV series showing dreams, which were so real. My son was obedient, my daughter came, and the house was implemented. Although it was not as rich and expensive as well as full of money, we have all learned to be content. Move into the new House, hold up the wine glass of happiness, and the sparks of warmth come out. Home is as warm as summer. Children and me are always concerned about you. Feelings are condensed into sand in the long river of time. In the years when passion no longer exists, you carefully care for me, love our home and keep the original promise, weaving happy fairy tales for us. Although you lack romantic feelings and talents full of poems and books, your sincerity and constant love are the most beautiful and beautiful roses in my heart. Coquetry is a woman’s practice, and tolerance is a man’s responsibility. You regard this as your motto. Up to now, you tolerate my willfulness and satisfy my vanity with a broad mind. Although I don’t say anything, my heart is moved all the time and your efforts are moved, moved by your broad mind, when others say that they envy you for having a good wife, I am happy to have a good husband. These, it is a secret that you will never know. I carefully collect it. The yearly cycle of time goes around, from acquaintance, acquaintance, love to defense. Time changes every journey like a magician, and we perform every role in an orderly way. Along the way, we have suffered, tired, and never shed tears; We have lost, hesitated, and never gave up; You said, I can fight with you, I can argue with you, it is impossible to say that we can never say that we break up. In these years, although I went out through the morning mist and went home with the moonlight behind my back, neither of them had ever complained about the hardships of life. Do you ask me if I am suffering from following you? I’m not bitter. What else can a woman ask for if she can have someone who really loves herself in her life? Walking with you, I will not be lonely on the journey, I will stay with you, and I will not regret in my heart. Ordinary life doesn’t need flowery words to pile up. I always believe that plain is the truth. I like the song sung by Zhao Yonghua very much. The most romantic thing I can think of is that I can grow old with you until we are too old to go anywhere. You still regard me as a treasure in your hands. No matter what tomorrow is, no matter how rich or poor it is, I just want to stay with you for the whole life. A few years later, the sunset, the old man strolling on the path in the forest, he was also able to talk happily about the stories in his life. Hold your hands and grow old with you!

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In fact, only six years older, I still want to treat you as a friend or I prefer to reach the height of maturity before you. Sometimes I do think that you are still a child, so young, but you have to take so many responsibilities. Although you have found arms now, I don’t doubt whether your dependence is accurate, but I still have no choice but to see your hard work. I really hope that I can be born before you, then after that, in the corner of the bend, it is you who can have no worries. Of course, I also hope that I can create everything worth doing for you, although I am not capable enough, I will try my best. But now, I have become a person without success. In the atmosphere created by your heart, I am free and even free. I can think of the sufferings you have suffered, but I still can’t help myself. Maybe he is a person with such a character, but maybe with the specifications, the mold will be gradually framed, and he will be determined as he likes. Sometimes, you will be spoiled, but more than spoiled; You will also be angry, but more than angry, not angry, I will be wronged for you. Such a wonderful time really shouldn’t take away my sister. She can’t stand the wind and frost, and how can she enter the world. And I can only look around in the corner, praying that my dear sister, her future life will be peaceful and beautiful.

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We should be good at grasping the active points, establishing rules and regulations for them so that they can develop,

He held it in his hand and fixed his soul

We should focus on interests, gangs, and active factors,

Is to grasp the system, grasp the ideal platform,

Therefore, a great person must be good at discovering active factors,

There should be ways to guide and fix it.

In a group, if step by step is the denominator,

Then, the active factor is molecule.

The future of a group is controlled by molecules.

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A handsome, tall and thin boy was sitting opposite me. The first time I saw him, I felt strange: it was such a hot day, and it was still a high temperature of over 40 degrees, other children are short-sleeved shorts, so hot that they can’t wait to wear clothes. However, the boy in front of him was wearing long sleeves, and he fastened the buttons on the collar around his neck well, and the cuffs well. Why? Don’t you feel hot? I said to him: don’t you feel hot when you dress like this on such a hot day? He looked at me without gnawing, just shook his head. This makes me more confused. Is his clothes equipped with air conditioner? Ha ha, this is impossible. Is he also a person who is afraid of cold like me? But no matter how cold it is, it will not be like this on such a hot day! Just sit still and sweat all over! I can see that there are trousers under him, and the socks and sneakers are well dressed. Is there anyone who is not afraid of the heat? When I looked down at him again, I saw a pair of hands different from ours. The skin on those hands is gray, one by one, which is a bit like leopard print, and it is much white, and there are few normal skin like us. I just thought of seeing white spots on someone’s face or neck at ordinary times, which should be vitiligo! I asked if the white spot on the boy’s hand had been to the doctor. He didn’t say a word, but the little fat dun who came with him said he had visited it first, which was useless. I looked up again and noticed that the boy’s hair began to spread white hair around from the top of his head. The next day I saw that boy again, and saw that he changed a round-neck T-shirt, and from the lower part of the neck, there were also large white spots. He lowered his head and saw that he was wearing a pair of sandals today, and his feet were also large white. Only that face is the same as normal people. Oh, now I understand why he always wears long-sleeved trousers on such a hot day. It turned out that he was covering his distinctive skin color. I saw shyness in his eyes. He looked at the book with his hands on the table and his fingers touching each other constantly, which made me look at those hands from time to time. I guess that boy also knew that I was looking at him, and his fingers rubbed each other more severely, as if he felt his face turned red. When he was at rest, he played with the children next to him, and he didn’t talk much. His eyes looked dim, which made the boy who was very handsome always feel that he lacked some aura. I can see how much trauma his distinctive skin has brought to him. The skin color of other parts of the body is different from that of ordinary people. He can cover it, but his hands like leopord prints are different, and he needs to do all kinds of work. Especially in summer, it can only be exposed to the outside, so that people can see it at a glance. This made the boy feel uncomfortable because of this pair of distinctive hands. I specially checked it on the internet and found that this disease is difficult to cure and will relapse. Sunlight will aggravate the disease. Now I understand why the boy always wears long-sleeved trousers on such a hot day, in order to shield the direct sunlight from the skin and reduce the spread of white spots. Moreover, people suffering from this disease are often accompanied by autoimmune diseases, such as diabetes, thyroid disease, adrenal insufficiency, pernicious anemia, rheumatic arthritis, hard skin disease, allergic dermatitis, alopecia areata, etc. Looking at such a delicate face, because of the bare unsightly hands, the eyes became empty, which inevitably made people feel sorry. No matter how handsome the appearance is, the whole body is covered with such white spots. As the child grows older, there will be a big shadow in his heart. I want to have a healthy child in my heart, which is a blessing!

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I have too many ideas, but when my hand touches the keyboard, I feel that I have nothing to say. Therefore, I always admire those people who can write their feelings into words. I call them all writers. The explanation of writers in Baidu encyclopedia is more than this. Writers generally refer to people who can take writing as their career, and especially those who have famous achievements in literary creation. Therefore, generally, it can be called writers, and most of their works can be published, which has a long history. After I saw and explained the names of some writers at home and abroad listed below, I suddenly had a dream that I hoped my name, Lin Amu, could appear in the writers beginning with the letter L. I finished writing a novel all night long, and then waited happily for my dream to blossom and bear fruit. Then, I threw all the words into the dustbin. This was a long time ago. A few days ago, someone asked me if I should give up my dream, which is always out of reach. I firmly said, no. Then he asked me what your dream was. I smiled and said whether I could make a lot of money or not. My friend said, I went to his wedding yesterday. I know who to ask. She smiled helplessly, the man who once said I would not marry. I asked, are you sad. She still smiled. I cried at the moment he put the ring on him, and I didn’t know why I cried. I said, it is inevitable to blame time for turning love into love. I once thought that if he appeared in front of me again after many years, I would burst into tears or be full of anger. No matter what kind of performance, it should be branded with traces of time. But in the end, I just raised my head and said, long time no see. My classmate sent a photo in the circle of friends. The location is Shanghai. She told me, baby, you should really come here to have a look. Yes, I wanted to visit it a long time ago. At that time, I also wanted to visit Chengdu, Chongqing, Changsha and Xi’an. I bought a backpack, but there is no DSLR yet. I bought shoes, but I still lack a hat. I bought everything completely but suddenly found that I didn’t want to go anywhere. The courage to leave here and the distance I wanted to reach were wasted by time into another appearance. After the college entrance examination, I went to Mount Tai once. I was looking forward to the sunrise with joy, but happened to encounter a cloudy day. After going down the mountain, I lay on the grass nearby and looked at passers-by who came and went, thinking that there must be few of these people who wanted to come for the second time. At that time, I was still one of them. Later, there were always people asking me to climb mountains during holidays. I always waved my hand and said, “I don’t want to go. A few days ago, when the mini era was on show, I went to see it with a group of girlfriends. When I was young, I was a typical rural non-mainstream literary youth, at that time, he still argued with them about whether Lin Lan should get back together with Gu Xiaobei, holding how many flowers fell in his dream. My favorite sentence in the small era is that said by Gu Li or Gu Yuan. Buffett is the biggest bitch in the world, but I love him. At that time, I thought Guo Jingming was the biggest bitch in the world, but I loved him. Later on, I began to read Anne Baby, San Mao, Zhang Ailing, and then Haruki Murakami, Fitzgerald and Wilde. After I went to the cinema to watch this movie, I thought Guo Jingming was really a bitch. I began to hate time like an arrow, which was similar to an idiom used to describe time. All things were unconsciously influenced to what I had never imagined before. Maybe I can only give you a proper advice just like a philosopher to live in the present.

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I remembered a fairy tale I had read when I was a child, a little mouse hiding in the wall of the host family, because it often couldn’t steal food, and it was always a full meal and a hungry meal. One day, when the little mouse was dying of hunger, a fragrant smell of toast went into the hole and suddenly woke the little mouse up from the edge of hunger, so it climbed up and ran to the hole to absorb the attractive fragrance. The little mouse was very clever. He found a big bag, put the fragrance into his pocket and tied it up. From then on, when the little mouse was hungry, it opened its pocket and put some fragrance out to smell. Therefore, the little mouse no longer has to starve. After reading this little story when I was young, I was full of infinite longing and yearning for the delicious toast, except that I could satisfy my appetite and fill my stomach with doubts and confusion. Now, when I take a small bread maker home, when the home is filled with the fragrance of delicious toast, when I watch the sweet bread pop out of the bread maker one after another, I will think of the story of that smart and lovely little mouse happily. That little mouse stores bubbles of happiness, while what I store is a machine to make bubbles of happiness. Therefore, I am happier than that little mouse.

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