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The spring scenery is getting deeper and deeper, and the villages surrounded by mountains are wandering in the warm spring scenery. Before and after the spring equinox, the sun was shining and the temperature rose obviously. It seemed that you could hear the sound of grass spitting green and trees sprouting without leaving home. There were countless hopes in your heart. Every spring, it will lift the intoxicating picture scroll, and each color will flicker, charming and bright. When the tea-growing family heard the subtle sound of new buds, it was more like whispering in the bottom of their hearts. Don’t worry, such a good weather, such warm sunshine, and such pleasant wind are helping the tea trees sprout and harvest. The good wind will take advantage of it. After two or three days, the tea buds will emerge perfectly, sitting on the branch, I love the dead. When I glanced at it, I felt more happy and anxious in my heart. It was just a look in my eyes, which was teasing people’s thoughts of growing tea. What coming? The baskets and baskets for picking tea had already been made new, the pot table for cooking tea had already been cleaned clean, and the dried firewood and charcoal were also prepared enough. When the new tea was picked up, the couple came together, open your arms to make a pot of new tea. New Year’s new scene, New Year’s new taste, basket is new, tea basket is new, Tea Bud is also new, it seems that the whole person has become new because of the smell of spring, mood, needless to say, well, it includes all new things. The morning glow gradually dispersed, and the dew began to dry. The big girls and little daughters-in-law with sweet faces, aunt and aunt chatting while walking, all carrying bamboo baskets, went to their tea garden to pick tea. Try not to pick dew tea, which is already a habit that has been followed for a long time. People who grow tea don’t expect their own tea, which has good quality, good taste, eye-catching, and good price. A girl who is idle and like a follower, like a bird, twittering like a flower butterfly, fluttering around, either in front of people, or behind people, or making fun or laughing, either crazy or upbeat, without a moment, the voice of crying for a woman, one side did not fall, the other side rose again, a tea country Symphony, so the prelude was played, each syllable was full of local charm. The two hands are like chicken pecking Rice. The tea-picking women are not free, open the bow around, skillful and rhythmic, with tender tea buds passing through their palms, and then concentrated in the bamboo basket. The quiet tea leaves are fragrant, slowly surround these women. My hands don’t rest, and my mind is also moving. How can people have no idea in real life? When a woman grows up, she has to go through many changes of human feelings, thinking of time, days, family, family, the life years she is experiencing, and even youth, when I think of a woman’s elegance and role change, the feeling in my heart is just like the tea in my hand. When the feeling is strong, I will sing and the song will drift with the wind. I don’t know how many people will look at me, most of the time, I only heard the sound and didn’t see anyone, but every word, from the bottom of my heart, unconsciously made people intoxicated. A folk song is sung every year in the mountains and mountains in front of and behind the village. A folk song is the most sincere interpretation of tea picking women’s hearts, about their youthful longing and their inner desire, about their real life experience. Huangmei opera in my hometown is famous all over the country. The woman who picks tea is singing a few Huangmei tones while picking tea, which is a common thing and also the most exciting thing. In my memory, my aunt and aunt in my hometown didn’t have any special tea picking songs. Instead, they sang classic Huangmei opera one by one. They were busy at ordinary times, as if they didn’t know that they had such a taste, only in the tea picking season, you can dig into your own tea garden. When you are not free in the tea garden, you will inspire the sentiment hidden in the bottom of your heart and sing faintly, let a group of plain crops men be surprised and unsatisfied. When my mother was young, she could sing the songs that many girls sang, such as “ten girls”, “ten girls”, “ten scissors” and so on. She didn’t show her mouth at ordinary times, when picking tea in the garden, I would hum a few words intermittently. My mother’s songs were not Huangmei tune, but slang songs spread among men and women in rural areas at that time, which were full of the Flavor of Love Songs. It should be said that at that time, people don’t have the inner desire to give up because of the poor life. It is some sustenance that people don’t give up when they are ups and downs in the daytime and dusk. Although it is vulgar, bold and enthusiastic, it can’t be denied, it is the indispensable spiritual food of that generation. My sister read little books and followed her mother early to share some pressure for a big family. My sister can also sing those songs that my mother can sing. However, she can’t speak easily. A girl is always shy of such hot words, but she can’t speak them. In her heart, without the pursuit of love or the other half in her heart, perhaps these vulgar songs in the countryside are just the enlightenment of love in many women like sisters. When my sister is picking tea, she likes singing Huangmei tune with her sisters, such as “pig grass”, “Pair of flowers”, “couple watching lights”, many Huangmei Opera jokes such as “husband and wife return home” can be sung, and the singing is very interesting. Sometimes they are crazy, and you sing one sentence after another in the tea garden, but they don’t give in to each other, probably, it was also the girl’s unyielding temper in her heart, which made her happy with the eldest brother, uncle, uncle and uncle who were working in the nearby fields. They really didn’t expect that these girls were making a fuss, there is also such ability that singing is exactly the same as that in the movie! Since my brother behind me was seven years old and unfortunately died of missing the best treatment time due to illness, I have never heard my mother sing any more. She has sung songs for decades, buried deep in my heart like this. The elder sister was no longer crazy with her little sisters. When picking tea, a mother and daughter were silent. They could only see their hands and the slight rustle of tea branches. Just like when I was 25 years old, when my father died suddenly, I didn’t feel like singing any more. I didn’t really understand my mother’s mood until this time. In this world, there is nothing more torturing than the separation of life and death among beloved relatives. However, those songs have no sin and no reason to forget them.

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Because I am northerners, I always miss the fairy tale world of snow and red plum. I have said goodbye to my hometown for many years, and now even in my dream, I miss the snow flying all over the sky! I know, I am love it so much! Maybe in this long world of mortals, only it is my coldest warmth! I still remember the dusk at the beginning of the bright lights. Under the soft light, a dusty world of colored glaze was reflected. wei ruo Liuxu because of the wind! The door is rolled in the snow! On the soft eaves, among the loving branches, in the silent Alley, the only thing that could be heard was the rustle of snow! Every flying snowflake is like a white hyacinth which is open all over the sky. In the roaring north wind, singing and dancing, I came nine days away and hurried to a flower festival! From the sky to the world, just to make your own little heart, try your best to make the most beautiful flower for the world! The moment is already a prosperous tree! It is so gentle and lingering! And this moment, in my heart, will become forever! Finally, I have been away for too long, and the memory of snow for a long time is just the last time in the world to say goodbye to my mother! It was also a snowy dusk. In the roaring cold wind, my mother smiled and said to me, “Don’t worry too much about her! When I gradually went away and looked back, I vaguely saw that she was already full of snowflakes! My mother never saw the snow in the next year, so I love the snowflakes in the colored glaze world more! Mom! Sorry! You know that the snow all over the sky is full of tears on my face!

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Mom is standing on the shore, and the baby is swimming leisurely in the lake. Why do you feel so relieved to be a mother? No, look carefully. What kind of rubber band is in my mother’s hand, which is tied to her swimming ring far away. I admire this Mother’s brilliant skill. Children want to swim but they can’t do it by themselves. What should I do? This fantastic idea shows this scene for everyone. To put it bluntly, the effect of this hint is quite good, just like a mother laying a psychological step for her son: With this rubber band, you are safe for your baby, and you can go to swim with confidence and courage, it doesn’t matter. Be brave. Naturally, children will not think that they can’t swim originally. Ha ha, let go of your hands and feet and enjoy yourself; Just as the teacher said to the primary school students that it’s great, keep working hard! Students are really getting better slowly. However, the fire was ruthless, and the mother knew clearly what the thin rubber band could carry, so we should grasp this degree well! Funny story two a father took a child who looked only two years old to swim. He put on the swimming ring and was really stylish. The novel’s little feet fluttered leisurely in the lake water, and his little face was filled with great joy. After a while, he became impatient. He didn’t play cards according to the rules. He threw his little hands far away as soon as he lifted the swimming ring, and his hands jumped happily against the water. Dad annoyed him. Instead, he ran and jumped along the steps at the bottom of the water. He had no choice but to shout at him while driving out. On the contrary, this little guy was more presumptuous. Ha ha, if you step empty, you will suffer a lot! Funny story three a group of people took a dog to swim and swam as soon as possible. They just pulled the dog chain to force the dog to swim from a crowded place. The dog was afraid of people or water and could not survive. Helpless, the owner was so strong that he was pulled down by a tough person. When children saw the dog swimming, they all shouted: Let me touch the dog, so cute! (The child doesn’t care that the dog is trembling at this moment) the owner is anxious aside: Don’t touch the dog, it will bite people. Ah, knowing that it bites people and forcing it to drill into the crowd. Finally, the dog got rid of its owner and fled to the shore. He shook with all his strength, splashing all over his face to tell whether it was Lake water or dog water, people who were splashed showed boredom. When the owner saw it, he pulled the dog away. Ah, it turned out that the dog was forced out.

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Although it was in the middle of winter, several cherry trees in front of the classroom had brought the message of spring early, with pink smiling faces one by one, warming the mountain with stingy sunshine. A few birds played happily on the branches. The lawn under the tree is still yellow. Through the glass window, I secretly observed more than 50 students in the classroom and found that they were quite different from me. The top students in the front row are talking and laughing secretly, and the sitting around the front is changing greatly; The middle middle students, you say I laugh, you knock me, it’s weird; The underachievers in the back row, the sleepy sleep, stubborn people make troubles, while deserters are busy handing notes. The blackboard writing which was thought to be neat and delicate on the blackboard seemed to be skew and feeble at the moment. What’s worse, only the brains of flies and the legs of mosquitoes can be seen vaguely behind the classroom. I suddenly realized that everything was different from what I imagined. The students who have become so rigid and dare not to show up with stylized introduction, new lessons, summaries and exercises are just pretending. The students in the back row must have been influenced by my small characters. Walking out of the classroom to see the students, it turned out to be another look. Perhaps, this is the beating heart of youth, and this is the true youth. And all these were ignored by our unchangeable eyes, and I became a sinner unexpectedly. No wonder, a student more than ten years ago told me that what impressed him most was an outdoor class that took them out to recite. He talked with great interest and stunned me. I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, but I am only in this mountain. How many wonderful things are left in the classroom day after day, year after year?

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Lan sat in front of the window holding a cup of boiled water, and melodious music came from the headphones. The curl of hot air floated from the water Cup lightly and quickly integrated into the air. The warm feeling spread all over the body smoothly, making people very relaxed. After reading the book for two hours, my eyes were a little tired. Looking at the treetop in the distance, there was a standing bird just standing there, flying without a trace. Leaving only a sparse branch, like a ink painting, revealing a touch of poetry. The sunshine sprinkles on my body, making people feel the coming of spring more deeply. There should be no problem with the flower seeds bought by my sister. After a while, the Earth will thaw, and it will almost be able to sow. Planting various flowers on the yard is just like farm games. Watching them grow up slowly every day is also a kind of happiness. When the peach blossom is blooming, take your child to see the peach blossom and climb the mountain. I feel happy when thinking about it. Thinking of this, Lan frowned gently. I haven’t been to the gas station yet, and I don’t know how to look at the oil meter. But don’t be like the woman in the news who bought a car and used up the oil. I don’t know if she thought the car was broken, so she went to the merchant to return the car. Thinking of the news, Lan smiled gently. The sunshine is still warm, and a glass of water has been drunk. Lan turned off the music and immersed himself in the world of words.

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Mood, there is no good, uncomfortable. Everything will be OK. Optimism should always bring some self-deception, right? Things are not absolutely good. If you keep thinking about good things, you can’t see the hidden disadvantage. People are more emotional animals, letting emotions reflect and think. Everything will be OK. Even if it is self-deception, at least one thing is good, at least the mood will not be so bad. Lies repeated for thousands of times become truth, but the functionalism is actually good to some extent. Life is just a few decades. There is nothing wrong with finding useful and happy. Spear and shield, people spend their whole life in the opposite, and human nature is the pursuit of bad, want to get rid of bad, as long as good. It can also be said that it is a series of bad things and feelings that urge a person to change and move forward. Any decision or choice I make is right, which is conducive to my growth and development, which is affirmative.

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Li Xuejian sang a folk minor “the truth” with his strong and hoarse voice on the wall, painted tiger, didn’t bite people, and the Communist Party was our intimate person. It rained in the sky and flowed on the ground. The Communist Party is our good leader. It deeply revealed the theme of the movie Jiao Yulu, leaving me lingering memories. The Communist Party is our intimate person. On the stage of Lankao railway station, when Jiao Yulu was facing the heavy snow all over the sky, holding the roaring north wind, he said goodbye to those victims who were shivering with cold and were about to leave their hometown to beg, his eyes were filled with tears, his heart was trembling. He went to visit the sick farmer Lao Xiao with heavy rain and pain, in order to meet him. He visited the poor and sick old man with money and food. The old man grabbed his hand and asked who were you? I am your son, it was Chairman Mao who sent us to see you! Jiao Yulu answered with a smile, meaning and affection. Considering the people as their parents, his hands were more tightly held with the common people, and his heart was closer to the common people. In practice, he was willing to be a public servant of the people all his life and devoted all his efforts. The Communist Party is our good leader. Jiao Yulu is the best example. In just one year and three months, he traveled all over the mountains and rivers of Lankao. He went deep into the grassroots, visited the poor and asked for hardship, investigated and studied, and was realistic and pragmatic; Regardless of the pain and suffering of liver cancer, he fought tenaciously with the cadres and the masses in the front line of managing the three evils, leading the Lankao people; as a clean official, he took the lead in canceling the special non-staple food coupon, which reflected the moral sentiment that a leading cadre of the Communist Party would not engage in specialization, honesty and self-discipline at any time. Empty, people send him healing; Spontaneous funeral, people welcome he returned home. This was the most sincere and simple love of Lankao people for their good secretary Jiao Yulu, and it was the highest praise that Lankao people gave him. Although Jiao Yulu’s life was fixed at the age of 42, he devoted all his efforts to the spirit of public servant, the tenacious style of struggle, the honesty and loyalty, the pragmatic and realistic style of exploration is always remembered in the hearts of the people, and it is a well-deserved model for party members and leading cadres of party members. Today, we re-watch this realistic film which is deep, dignified, solemn and stirring, simple, eulogizing Jiao Yulu with natural and simple methods and devoting himself to the lofty spirit of the party’s cause, we are proud of having a good secretary like Jiao Yulu. With such close-hearted people and good leaders, why not worry about the party’s style is not correct, and how can the country not be strong. Jiao Yulu’s spirit is a mirror. Every Party member and leading cadre should take a photo. Do you really remember the purpose of serving the people wholeheartedly and be willing to be the public servant of the masses consciously. Every ordinary Communist Party member should take a photo. Do you still remember the solemn oath when you joined the party, shine on your soul and wash away the dirt on your body. The party needs to eliminate those mediocre officials who are not in charge of the government and those moths who enjoy extravagance and corruption. The common people are looking forward to the emergence of more good cadres of Jiao Yulu style to lead China forward with great strides!

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Turn around three years ago, turn around six years ago, turn around 12 years ago. All of them become memories behind us. Memories are so strong that how can I forget them.

I am should thank you for passing by during my growth, which brought me not only memories, but also the traces we passed by together on that road and the joy we accidentally cast together, the dream of exile together….

Twelve years ago, I was still stupid. Running with you on the field road every day, I don’t have so many thoughts. I just want to be happy with you every day. Count the birds flying in the sky and watch the floating clouds in the sky. Childhood is so pleasant. That’s why we don’t know what parting is. Maybe we are too young and not so sad. As time goes by, when I look up at the sky again and count the birds, I will remember that there was such a group of people walking through my childhood with my vitality. Friends from afar, are you all right? You stayed in the deepest place in my heart like this, and you felt painful secretly every time you thought of it. Regret that we were too young at that time. Regret that we didn’t understand parting at that time. Regret that we didn’t say goodbye well. Some people will never see it after saying goodbye.

Six years ago, we were just like children who didn’t grow up, joking heartless all day long. You chased me to beat me during class, and you had already been used to this kind of life. The rebellion in adolescence kept opposing teachers. I have been trained by teachers, talked by parents, and criticized by the director. But the most is really infinite gratitude to my friends. We can be brothers and brothers in groups of four, we can be brothers and brothers with more than ten people, we can fight for a basketball, we can be punished by the director to drag the stairs together. In those years, I seemed to put all my youth there, and from then on there was no passion and joy. Without that environment, the rising passion would no longer exist. Everything now seems to be so different. The friends together in those years were still there, but the joy in those years did not know where the time rushed. You all right? Do you think of young US in a quiet corner like me occasionally. Time teaches us to grow, but also makes us lose something we don’t want to lose but can’t recover on our way to growth. What is left is just the memory that fades year by year. I am afraid that one day my memory will become blurred and finally forget. Sometimes I wonder why we can’t go back after leaving a lot of things. Is it because our original affection was not deep enough? Was it because we were not sincere enough at the beginning? Is this really the case?

People often say that growth is a process of continuous separation. I have to grow up. I am not afraid of growing up. I am just afraid of the memories left by growing up and turning around that once made me happy. Fear from then on, they are just memories, afraid that they will never meet people like them again.

Three years ago, I still remember. We stayed in a small shop eating hot pot, drinking beer and playing games, teasing each other. At that time, we were used to the joy. Who knows that we are so strange even when we meet. No one can explain all this. What’s wrong with us? What’s wrong with us.

Walking and walking, it dispersed, and even the memory faded. He seemed to be my portrayal when I was more and more afraid of reading these words. I can only recall the rest.

Thank you to those who didn’t leave me all the way. Thank you for being with me all the time. Besides memory, I still have you in my life.

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An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018)

January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,…

An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018)

January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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