One morning, Fengyun was sleeping like a pig, feeling that his wife was holding a rope, binding Fengyun’s arm, getting tighter and tighter. Did his wife want to play SM? When I woke up in the struggle, I looked carefully, but it turned out that my wife was taking the blood pressure of Fengyun. Fengyun reprimanded: Are you annoying? It disturbed my Chinese dream. My wife hissed at me and looked at the blood pressure meter 80-120. Everything was normal, so she put her heart in her stomach and said to the wind: a colleague of my unit is riding a bike on the way to work, the blood pressure was suddenly high, and he fainted and fell down on the roadside. He 120 the ambulance to the ICU of the hospital and was diagnosed with cerebral hemorrhage. Now he was in a coma and coughed. A good family suddenly fell into a place full of troubles. Fengyun asked eagerly: is the condition stable? I know you, my colleague, and I always help others. I never change my pleasure in eating and drinking in the shabby alley. God doesn’t have long eyes. Why do bad luck always happen to good people and poor people? By the way, your colleague got sick on his way to work. According to national regulations, it should be the treatment of work injury. My wife sigu said blankly, “Shit, what do you say about reporting work-related injuries? Maybe the poor colleague was laid off when he was hospitalized. Do you think we are a series of civil servants? Alas, yes, now the world is often damaged and not enough to make up for it. The icing on the cake is always there. There is no need to send help in a timely manner. Disaster never comes alone, and happiness never comes. If this patient is laid off, the superiority of socialism can be seen completely. Fengyun dared to bet with any real Bolshevik: This patient dragged his family into a new era from now on, and stepped into the liberation. The world is difficult, and we can do it and cherish it. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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Deep winter night, North wind flurry of a night, Moonlight, Meng hazy, half-in, in addition to bamboo wind friction issued a rustling sound, around, few other noise. Can clearly distinguish, is four of us footsteps. Our trip, just a casual interest in, hares, or as catch roosting in bamboo branches on bird; And. Find a hour with auspicious, in addition to hare just shit out near shit, even rabbit hair also no a root. Occasionally torch light over-trees and bamboo, rouse the alert of doves, Silence of the night sky, clear hear doves chuang anxiety flaps its wings voice. Wensheng has not been their traces. Half-moon and mask the, midnight time, night such as mo ren in two-step before, were unable to tell origin the shadow. We four walking through a thick bamboo forest, torchlight of low-light-level, our careful, vigilant, eyes such as Wolf flare of a black light, search trail of rabbit, search for perched bamboo tree crotch on slack birds. Sleeping slack birds. Occasionally-search to, habitat sleep on bamboo branches such as fur ball tits, Wu building bird, curious bird’s beak where. Many Slack birds habitat in low branches within reach, just their non-we’re hunting goal. Of the night color strong, in wind driven, distant, near spine bamboo sent waves dubious chirruped chirp, we like walking into a group of dark of the old world, chirruped sound like disrepair of the door leaf sound, inadvertently forced human heart different kind of different sense. Chirruped chirruped howl like there’s a ghost driving a fan door leaf, chirruped chirp in the wind reveals a weird atmosphere. To when this piece of bamboo and non-strange feeling, in tonight silence of the night sky, the effect of wind, spine bamboo issued chirp produce a silk feeling of terror, we like broke into a group of uninhabited centuries-old houses, Phantom overlap chirruped harsh from time sounded, paradox of atmosphere stimulus psychology, heart arise suspicion, back on lit the chill. Like tonight, to I a person to this place, tell the truth is a little hair heart. Chang said. Three of us although not speak, heart empathy. Bamboo of thick Mao, reinforced environmental drowsy with. All of a sudden, there was a strange voice, which was like the breath of an old man who seemed to be out of breath. The gasp sounded like a strong phlegm blocked in his trachea, wind came panting looming like approximate far. The four of us stopped at the same time. The gloomy breath soaked all over our body, and our hearts surged on our throats and eyes. We distinguished the sound source and raised our ears to distinguish the direction of the sound source. Sound huh tape a tremor of temperament, well,,, well,,, well,,, tone of pain very like a long illness of old man uttered, listen to situation, his trachea like a unit sputum block, life ready to choke. Well,,, well,,, well,,, of desolate No. erratic, sometimes like in our behind, sometimes like ring out in we just beyond, near far labored breathing people capricious for erratic, like there’s a ghost around around us, anytime to of our souls gou qu. Night more thick ink, intermittent and heavy breathing of the erratic around us, environment of sly terror let our hearts strangled. Thick black sky we cannot to observe days appearance, can perception air in subtle changes, air can smell the humidity, skin feeling sky in there’s like rain. Weird labored breathing still around us, near far shaky. Normally we also count bold, this situation this atmosphere of sly terror, We Heart lit the bursts chill. The flashlight in hand shot randomly, and nothing dark outside the light source could be seen. We nervously searched for the source of this horrible sound source. Is who? Green suddenly surprised asked, We Heart song, three hand in torch, torch light salvo in green questioning direction. Night sky gloomy dark, in addition to bamboo and graceful Phantom, in addition to wind, what are no. Torch light peripheral vision we see, a distance a building dilapidated mud brick built bungalow weird hidden in the bamboo forest. Green more timid, tone quivering: just now, I probably saw a wearing green cloth robe of people walks. asked: Who is it? Green: no see, only see a crack green robe flashed, supposed to say this direction. Green pointing to building dilapidated mud-brick. Our skin involuntarily arises goose bumps, ecstasy thriller. We looked at the dilapidated mud brick house. It was hard to imagine that someone would live here with dark tiles and dilapidated walls. However, at this moment, this ordinary mud brick house was no longer common, in our eyes on our mental produce a kind of unspeakable creepy horror. The Phantom of the blue robe? We could meet ghost? Everyone’s inner doubts of conjecture. We in shock,,,,,, Sky started floating to rain, small wind, the wind to have ceased blowing. We seem to be biotite build of thick wall in middle, thick black, that uh huh worried sad cry Jarred sounded again, this time I hear real, well,,, well,,, the gasp sounded not far away from me. I was thrilled subconsciously with my flashlight shining at the foot of a cluster of bamboos not far away. The Aperture emitted by the flashlight, the foot of the cluster of bamboos, A mouse weighing about 2 jin bulged his cheek out of the cave, and it was the weird breath that came out. Because of the wind, the sound of the mouse’s Um-um was drifting from time to time. The mouse exposed under the flashlight cried a few times, then turned around and got into the hole. Chang raised blunderbuss gun just level, fumed of: late step hole I killed it, just be its cries frightened. Think mouse calls would be something like, sounds really scary. My word. He said: When I first heard it, it was really like the breath of an old man. Who thought it would be the cry of a mouse? Green: its cries moment far near the flightiness sounds really creepy people arent. Chang down blunderbuss gun Road: I used to come as night rabbit, have heard-and-mouse crow, but unlike tonight ghost terror of horrify people arent. Rain dense under up, we four come to that building dilapidated mud-edge, abrupt, very abrupt, a terrorist and shrill sad call ripped night silent world. A shrill cry tore the night sky. From the dilapidated brick house, the sharp voice was like the wailing cry of a one-year-old child; And it was like a estrus cat shouting for spring. The four of us raised our feet and hovered in the air, with our hair roots standing up. The horror caused our whole body to have cold grains one by one. We listened, in addition to hear each other’s heart beat, light rain floating on the bamboo leaves rustling, around quietly Big Star faint secretly, like countless Phantom at US crowding up. Sharp desolate CAW come abrupt, disappear too abrupt, paradox very. On us the appalling stay where. For example, the sharp and terrifying cry of a baby never rings again, and the space suddenly becomes dead. Every shadow around reveals the strange horror, and our hearts have a cold hair. Qing said carefully: Do you hear the cry of ghosts? The three of us ignored Qing’s question and walked silently on the path between the bamboo forests. The sudden tone of the Emperor screamed in panic: Who is behind that? Hear tian scream, conditioned reflex of we proudly runs on, can not go back, to travel to a village road on stopped. Breathless and breathless, I asked: What did you see just now? tian: no see, just like someone on my behind. Chang complained: Don’t scream if you don’t see clearly. It’s scary to scare people. Just hear Thanh said like ghost in call, my heart arises hairs, like someone standing behind me face. tian: tell the truth, just that audio-visual baby sharp and creepy of desolate cry really creepy, now think of that sound tip tender screams of systemic goosebumps. Goose bumps of more than tian one, of drowsy acoustic tip tender as cat shout Spring of weird, four of us yi cai indefinite feeling thriller horror. Natural reminiscent on this place of horror legend. Two years ago, an old woman in that place buried several dead baby, are migrants of woman accidentally born. There was a more horrible saying that a couple gave birth to a bunch of girls. After years, they couldn’t give birth to boys. They went to ask for God’s advice and got the chance. A man had to dump a newborn baby, baby’s blood splatter on him some, he sensationalism producing some boys,,, Chang to her story, we listened to mouth filled with thick guadan the saliva, like to nausea. I asked back: How did he get the dead baby? He said: who will do such amazing teaching, and will not be afraid of lightning? Chang object however of: some people some is impossible to common sense to understand. I can tell you in detail that the corpse was divided there ,,, Qing felt scared when listening: Don’t talk about it, go home? Line to a turn, Chang pointed star fruit tree of a building: is that family. Chang, I and tian is doubtful. Half-believe is because Chang’s father is a God stick, and he is associated with the so-called semi-Gods and Semi-Immortals. The Source of the news has 80% credibility. As he said, his father told him this thing himself. Since then bring it up, this night experience, and learned many strange same ghost story, gruesome details of than we encounter on more weird. Ghost Story, letter? Do not believe? Doubts exist in people’s hearts. I remember an old man’s summary of this kind of thing: for unknown environment and things, one should be in awe, and fearless bravery is a reckless behavior. Early to hear this, feel partial cowardly discouraged, with the life experience gradually thick, on this saying perception have a deeper viscerally. Because fearless, often we chose wrong direction. Listen. Many people own reckless choice and chagrin, they always said, had known it, today why. Fear is respect for life. From the unknown, we have learned to think about the present and what we will do in the future. Note: later learned that, that big house is be inhabited, house live is a near forty-year-old widowed men, during which time he suffered from a disease, commonly known as disease snake. It was originally a kind of abscess with strong malignant toxicity. The focus was on the toes, and it was a abscess slightly larger than prickly heat. When it broke out, he could not bear the severe pain, the heartbreaking cry pushed the horrible atmosphere of that night above infinity. 2013.7.29

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1. Ideal is the guiding light. Without ideal, there is no firm direction; Without direction, there is no life. Lev Tolstoy 2. The happiest thing in the world is to fight for the ideal. Socrates 3. The realization of ideal only depends on doing, not empty talk. Democritus 4. Life with ideal, full of social interests and specific purpose is the most beautiful and meaningful life in the world. 5. A man is born with a body of eight feet without showing his wind and cloud. Feng Menglong 6. The heaven is healthy and the gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement. Book of Changes 7. Ideal is the eye reflecting the beautiful soul. 8. Ideal is the thinking of finding goals. 9. An ideal is like a morning star. We will never touch it, but we can sail like a Navigator by the position of starlight. 10. Only by knowing the way to today can we plan the future clearly and wisely. A classic quotation 11. If the ideal is lost, the flowers of youth will wither. Because ideal is the light and heat of youth. 12. Everyone has a certain ideal, which determines the direction of his efforts and judgment. 13. The ideal is not a thin magnetic bowl. If it is broken, there will be no curls to make up; The ideal is a flower, which can be reopened if it falls down. Classic inspirational quotes 14. Ideals are in ourselves. At the same time, all kinds of obstacles that hinder us from realizing our ideals are also in ourselves. 15. Determined to be like a mountain, the road should be like water. Not like a mountain, not firm, not as good as water, not as Qu da. 16. Ideal is the source of strength, the cradle of wisdom, the battle flag of charge, and the sword of cutting thorns. 17. The real joy of life is to devote yourself to a goal that you think is great. 18. People’s ideals and ambitions are often proportional to their abilities. 19. The ideal of life is for the ideal life. 20. The higher one’s ideal is, the purer one’s life will be.

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