Friends, what is friends? Do anything. The explanation is funny. If you travel alone, you will suddenly get an unexpected surprise. Looking forward to sharing with others, you will jump out of your heart and a slight smile will fill your ears. This kind of friendship will not make you enchanted. Houpu, innocent and silently listened to your innocent thoughts, even the unspeakable things in your mind. If you meet such friends, how can you regret your life! Friends, when they are in trouble, feel warm when they think of it. In this world, in the virtual world, in the distant and near world, at the beginning, I was like a headless fly bumping everywhere. To be exact, I was more like a mosquito, to find a pulse of gurgling plasma, blood that suits my taste. Every time I enter a space, I draw nourishment from it to strengthen my soul with the attitude of a student. Fortunately, there was a volcano, and the incisive argument on the outlook on life, such as the cold front Huo Huo piercing the soul; There were some articles with petty bourgeoisie sentiment, such as the wind blowing over me, a pool of peaceful and gentle Heart Lake. My narrow-minded cognition expanded my ignorant and frivolous mind in this strange world. This strange world, like Buddha singing, knocked on my stubborn mind. I ran into my first Q friend, who is also a teacher and friend. I call her teacher. She is a Q friend who understands language and a teacher who is good at seduction. This is the luck I have picked up in this virtual world. It was destined to meet the teacher. In the teacher’s witty explanation, I had a further understanding of prose and its liberal arts. I was interested in typing words, and I was curious about the five-stroke patchwork method. At first, I thought the five strokes of computer and mobile phone were the same. After trying it, I realized that it was totally different. I asked several people about the operation method of five strokes. They shook their heads and replied to me that five strokes were difficult to understand. When I first played with computers, I asked people to know that browsers were used to open web pages. Then I had to open web pages and double-click the mouse. This was my initial understanding of the functions of computers, and that was all. Other reasons were integrated from the way of cellphone surfing the Internet. Without the guidance of famous teachers, I began to rush to the Internet recklessly, which made people big and wonderful computer functions, I am very interested but have no idea where to learn from. With a little bit of function, I was as happy as a playful child when I got a novel plaything. I searched the five-stroke character list from Baidu, analyzed it carefully and got to know the structure of the five-stroke character. The operation method of the five-stroke character was originally like children splicing building blocks. I memorized the formula silently for several hours, I remembered the general position of the radical and started the game of piecing together words. Later I found that the simpler the word steps, the more complicated it was. At the beginning of the new year, I am knocked at random. I wanted to knock whatever I wanted. Later, I wanted to knock a poem of Tang Dynasty. Then I came up with another idea. Write a diary, my thoughts and thoughts, in this way, I put my random diary in my QQ space. At the beginning, I just thought it was funny. I didn’t understand what kind of carrier the article I wrote was nonsense. I read it by myself and the sentence was fluent. As for whether the content of the article is as shocking as a stone or as deep as the sea, it is verified that what is blowing is just a mess of wind, and my thoughts are also like wind. Isn’t the description of wind from the mouth? Amorous was jing you xin sheng. According to his description of people, I won’t say whether this person is good or bad, because I know that there is another hidden feeling behind the surface. According to the character of a person, there must be a fragile side under his grandiloquence. Cowardice action must contain amazing iron bones, and ordinary life can often deduce legends. The legendary story is not a description of an ordinary person. The compelling thought is that the water shines through thousands of layers of waves, which happens to have a huge stone hovering in the center of the turbulent river; The thought that makes people feel broken is a rock reef under the gentle waters, it is the slow and peaceful surface, but what is surging in the dark is the horrifying waves! Give light to the gloomy heart. Fierce friendship is like liquor, and its taste must be tasted by yourself. It is the dark mellow fragrance! Isn’t it just like a rock reef under the gentle waters, a plain greeting, and the dark surge contained in it is incomparable care. A good friend is a ray of bright sunshine, which is the thought of a good teacher and friend. It lights you, warms you, and even loses its direction. I am broke into the teacher’s space because of an article. The content of the article was blurred after more than a year. Also because of my reckless intrusion, I had a good chance. I had my first Q friend. She is a good teacher and a good friend. My article has been improved. Thanks to Teacher Q’s guidance, I have a preliminary understanding of prose. The teacher read the diary I left in QQ space and left me a message: your writing is very good, why don’t you publish your prose online? I replied: I don’t have the courage to publish it. The teacher asked me again: lack of confidence? In the past, I AM wrote down things at will without thinking about this aspect at all, and had to publish them. After reading the teacher’s question, do I really lack confidence? After thinking about this question for a long time, I suddenly realized that I really can’t say that I lack confidence in literature, but that I have no confidence at all. Every time I read an article, I read the masterpieces of those teachers with the attitude of a student. But the teacher said to me: you should read those articles with the attitude of the author. I understand what the teacher said. Only by interpreting each article with a plain attitude can thoughts better discard dross and get the essence, in this way, we can not be controlled by the thoughts of other authors, and our own thoughts can avoid being imprisoned by other authors. A good teacher! Let me meet, I am really blessed! Reading the teacher’s prose, I feel that she is kind and nostalgic. She is a good mother and a good daughter at the same time. I read a prose written by my teacher in memory of my father, in which the warmth of father’s love leaped between the lines with a kind and wise elder. My daughter’s deep yearning and sentimental love permeate the full text. I read it to touch the warmth of father’s kindness and filial piety, and sigh the unpredictable changes of the world! Later, I learned that there was something wrong with the teacher’s body. During the conversation, I could feel a calm and strong heart hidden in her soft surface. I hope you have a sunny mood. This is a message from the teacher’s diary in my space, which is sent to the teacher for mutual encouragement. Friends at the other end of the screen, friends who are also teachers and friends, the chances of life are actually like the change of four seasons. The unexpected encounter in winter is exactly the fetal movement in spring. Let go of your heart, the colorful spring is for you. Send a message to my friend, if your heart is peaceful, it is happiness! 2013.3.28

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