Lado has 9 months, Flower also nearly 5 months, have it both exist, home is full of frolicking. They really lovely angel, brought us endless joy and detailed and. Want or not appropriate in flower still small, don’t want to give her sterilization, way worry after doing, not effect, two also don’t want to deprive flower of reproductive rights, let her future experience when Mom’s feeling. Husband decided to flower away. Sister-in canteen, her advice to CanTeen raise, this is a good idea. Son also a little sad, he said to keep flower to school raise, for son pure intention, I will certainly not agree. I told him in school take care of yourself, concentrate on learning, is his most to do things. Son, speechless. Away flower, really still some give up. Alas, life in is there are many helpless Ah flower leave we also for a week, and I have no idea how, but know sister-in-law in canteen,-and presumably not by much wronged. Just left the day, Lado like very lost, back home, a long time did not again thinking acted up, very quiet and still somewhere, for a while sleeping, for a while a little tread. See that does not know the reason why eyes, my husband and I was very distressed, for a while and it talk, for a while touch comfort it. It seems calmed a lot. It was not until the next day that it returned to its original state. However, every time, area it walk bending, as long as see Don’t home of the flower Flower-old puppy, it would charge in and chasing past, want to with their play. Think of Lado and flower frolicking situation, mind is not and natural some feel dejected. Want Lado although no one’s thinking, but underneath emotion and people same, even beyond man. Its intelligent beyond my imagination, it did not miss and confusion? It don’t know flower where, also don’t know Flower why gone. It can not speak, but from it that innocent and and lost eyes showed the it souvenir and sadness, the eyes, and early to my home of seem to have some similar, that leave antient helpless and nostalgia not fade, indeed and experienced and playmate parting another chewing, very not sad! Alas, in fact, animal and people also has no choice of fate. Dog baby together for some time, our normal work, normal life, normal enjoy the sight of plain and quiet, all business as usual. It two inseparable, accompanying dependent on, with play, with Eat, drink, pull, Caesar, and owners photograph lean together. Said really, due to limited conditions, dog Baby there arent too much free space, because work, really is good enough for their home so disfigured, everywhere vicissitudes of scene, in desperation, I and her husband had to malicious to them balcony as their kennel. Small place, really wronged it two. Fortunately balcony surrounded by glass, from time to time the little ones through glass see the outside world. At work, across balcony glass windows, Lado and flower looked after us far of figure, brim with tears and our shed farewell, going to and from work and because hear us familiar voice and cheered, twist little ass, swinging small tail, effervescent with beamed small eyes actually canine nature is pleased to group-living species, let they day lonely and stay at home, is contrary to nature, let they also with people like feel compelled to parting life often many of last resort of things, animal and people have same helplessness. But since as karma and human company, only listen to master wanton mercy. Flower so a walk, home suddenly like quiet many, also like less of atmosphere. Lado may know that the purpose of giving up flowers and flowers is to take better care of it and make more space for it. So after, also soon regained its naughty naughty. From this point of view, time is indeed the best medicine to cure wounds. At home, smart Lado’s eyes are full of wit and mischievous. Sometimes also is a pair of innocent-like, like delicate and touching. I like Lado eyes, head and hair color. Weenose eyes appearing a reiki and naughty, eye peripheral there circle of light halo, like black eyeshadow smear in eye of around, absolute is a handsome smoked like appearance. Give a person with otherworldly deep calm charming sense. Wide head and eye face parallel, head on that similar Shar Pei wave pattern, show unique intelligent rowdy. That white yellow-cutting hair color, display somewhat noble and pride. And the good honest nature, provoking everywhere students love. It bored, just want to naughty make mistakes, eyes zei lium looked at you, while you unprepared quickly Diao since’t belong to Dongdong, ran to it the most secure vault table table stomach under, proud of the steal doing its bad, see you to go forward and to beat it, and you hide going around, little head flashing away before my from time to time with you under guerrilla station, see you offensive not enemies, with large claws block in head front, afraid of its cerebellar melon seeds, eyes also a closed a-ha, that really and let people quite a laugh. The most funny is, it made no mistake, you if it be quick about it, or with weekdays punish it stick on posturing, that it’s definitely a man won’t let women’s posture, shouting at you, arguing with you. When I saw my husband lighting a cigarette with a lighter, the same was true. It seemed that he was very opposed to his smoking. Ha ha, this happened to coincide with me. It as long as see you may seem hit it, it side you bark, side at lightning speed runnin hide, hao han bu chi yan qian kui. Most Lovable is, when husband and I loudly mutual rang, it had again leisurely, quickly channeling to between us, to wear to wear, make wet ground of Lycra gesture. Husband pretend to be angrily, at which point it will alert in me sitting down, a man protection small woman’s like, occasionally make alert attitude, flashing it those expressive large eyes, watching husband every move. I reached out and play husband, husband pretend weakness, it ignores. Weak no-its thing to his. Haha, It know husband is powerful, and is it Master. However, obeying orders and listening to orders, my husband is more authoritative than me. To me, it know my weakness, occasionally use my weak bullying me, and I playfully make bad, know I can’t hold, even seize will only not washy to him a. Also like with me like a baby, I where to sit, it like a small tag-like stick to where. Anyway, it won’t run out of its sight. Occasionally, it will jump to the sofa and watch TV side by side with me. If my husband sees it, as long as his husband snorts, he will jump down and run away immediately. What a ghost. It seems that the IQ, which is recognized as the seventh in the world, is not undeserved. Lado fast grow into little man, my husband said he urinates have cocked its leg signs of the, has been since Lado also just squatting Pee, listen to husband said this is Lado upcoming grew up proof. It happened that yesterday, my husband and I took him out and walked around. On the way back, he walked and sniffed all the way. Accidentally, he was surprised to find that Lado suddenly raised his leg to pee and made a mark, this is usually the iconic action of mature male dogs. In this unique way, dogs cover the smell left by other dogs with their own urine smell to show their authority or declare to their dog friends that they have been here. Mature male dog is a leg, and bitch is squatting pee. Although Labrador dogs are generally not aggressive and the desire to occupy territory is not strong, the instinct of animals is still potential. In the process of experiencing the growth of Rado and flowers, I did feel the true and pure emotions of dogs far beyond the complex emotions of human beings, which are real but mixed with various thoughts. They only remember your kindness to it and never care about your punishment and beating and scolding it. This is a kind of generosity that human beings cannot pray for, no matter how the master treats it, it willingly follow master, convincing master. Their biggest happiness is to eat well, can play to, be with their master of around, eventually to the mettle of their integrity waiting for master they are really simple, very simple, very persistent. This may also be with dog baby with the most relieved, the most happy of a hearty sense. I remember a celebrity once said: a person who thinks too much will lose the pleasure of being a human being. In fact, simplicity is really the most direct happiness and happiness! If we human beings can learn to experience simplicity in simple philosophy and the calmness without desire and hope, how can we have many troubles and displeasure. Lovely dog babies, it is really a good chance to fall in love with you. Do not force, but look forward to more and more people can fall in love with these from God tian sheng you wu, let their short life enjoy human for their caring and love, this will be human civilization further improved. Yingzi finished the draft at midnight on October 10th, 2014

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I am always thinking about a question: How far are we from the village where the smoke from the kitchen is faintly lit in today’s environment? The village is still not the village in its original sense, which belongs to all the life characteristics of the village, will it become beyond recognition due to the washing of time, or in other words, who took out a sharp sword and stabbed the village relentlessly. The definition of the village is the place where farmers live together. It is definitely not one or two people, five or seven or eight people, nor one or two households, five or seven or eight households. The more people there are, the more population there will be, the more prosperous the village will be and the more vitality it will have. A village can be connected by branches and tendrils handed down from an old ancestor, or several surnames can live together. No matter which form it takes, integration and inheritance are the foundation of the continuous vitality of the village, only in this way can the village continue forward. It can be said that the industrious and simple farmers created the village with their own bodies and sweat, because of the fullness of human nature and the high spirits of life everywhere, even though it was difficult and tortuous, even if there is death and separation, the village will never die, and every year it will get the breath of new life from the cry of babies; The village has become the destination of farmers, and it is this place to settle down, it is because it can relieve the overwork, and it is because of the nourishment of the village that life can be continued, and generation after generation, time or history, only in this way can it be thicker and heavier year by year, and shining year by year. Since it is the destination and the place where the soul converts, no matter what kind of village it is, it is doomed to be missed for the whole life from the time when it takes root, even if it is no matter how far it goes or how long it takes, the village where I grew up, including the local conditions and customs filled in it and village slang, will always grow in my heart. The village is an inseparable home and a sacred land in the deep heart. It can even be said that the village has become a spiritual symbol. Although many people won’t say this sentence, they can’t abandon it in their hearts. The village has brought up generation after generation, and sent away generation after generation. Graves and villages have become inseparable knots in many people’s hearts. Dare not touch, but dare not desecrate the death. The bones are buried on the mountain, and people live under the mountain, which is people’s description and understanding of the village. Death and life are so calm in the village against men and women of all ages. Therefore, generations of people cannot leave the village, walking outside, always forget to look in this direction. The village has its own home, its own relatives, and everything that cannot be abandoned. Without the village, there would be no home and no place to stand on, which meant being displaced and wandering all the way. A village grew up in the place where the wandering ancestors chose to take root. If the later people did not cherish and stick to it, they might have to wither as before, it is a pity that nobody cares about the stories and feelings that nourish life, so they can only be scattered in the wind and smoke. In the eyes of many people, the village is just watch, and it is fundamental. No matter whether you leave or not, no matter whether you leave or not, as long as you don’t lose it at all, you will have hope and direction. The village will connect every family. As long as the village still exists, there won’t be so much sorrow and depression, and naturally there won’t be so much loneliness, because, as long as the home is still there, there will be invisible cohesion and irresistible centripetal force. Every man and woman belonging to the village will not miss the shelter of the village and will always remember the location of the village, always remember the direction of home. Village is not only a form with obvious concrete meaning, but also a kind of sustenance that cannot be replaced. Countless villages, large and small, appeared on the vast land, or they traveled all the way to seek ancestors to settle down and stop moving, which was a concrete reflection of farming civilization. In the long history of Chinese civilization, farming civilization occupies a large proportion. It can even be said that farming civilization has continued until now, no matter how the middle dynasties change, no matter how complicated the war was in the historical space-time, this civilization has been moving forward tenaciously with the continuation of the times. The farming culture that was born has influenced people from generation to generation. Even today, in many places, there are still many people living in its nutrients, farming Culture is an inseparable part of Chinese culture. Villages, or villages, are also an important part of farming culture. Village is a low-level form in the development of human settlement. People who gather and live mainly in agriculture depend on cultivation and sowing to survive, forming an all-inclusive cultural system. With the progress and development of society and the emergence of urban settlements, industrial civilization was born correspondingly, and industrial culture was correspondingly. In a very long time, the two cultures are opposite and influence each other. They have unity of opposition and run through the development and progress of the society. Traditional farming culture has been impacted by industrial civilization, and the emerging industrial civilization cannot be separated from the nourishment of farming culture. So far, Chinese culture is no longer single, and the emerging industrial civilization comes from behind. This is a very complicated and absolutely amazing process. Just as summarized by the heroes of the rolling Yangtze River passing eastward, countless ups and downs, changes of Yin and Yang, one shift and another, the results obtained are the phenomena that can be observed now: agricultural civilization gradually declined, and industrial civilization was in the ascendant. On the issue of whether farming culture is needed or not, many people go to extremes and think that it has entered the industrial civilization period in an all-round way. It is already an industrial society, and it doesn’t matter whether it is necessary or not. It is not clear whether these people have seen the real status quo. Compared with so many large and small cities, the category of rural areas is several times that of them; That is to say, on such a large land, how many villages are still continuing the social development, and how many are still absorbing the nutrients of farming culture. It is undeniable that the current industrial civilization has gradually penetrated in, today’s farming culture has changed a lot. However, as a cultural form and ideology, it has always existed and has not been obliterated, it is impossible to be completely replaced at once. Therefore, there are two kinds of cultural conflicts. Such conflicts are unprecedented, which directly reflect the result that a large number of farmers enter the city and no longer sweat like rain on the land, no longer place the hope of life on the land under your feet. This is an indisputable fact. The village in the traditional sense has encountered all the challenges that have never been met. The current situation is indeed awkward and speechless. This challenge has begun since the first native farmer packed up his backpack and left his home to squeeze into the city. As more and more people choose to leave the village and the land, the intensity is far beyond people’s imagination. It can be said to be people’s expectation for the future, pursuit for life, and even people who are not content with the status quo strive to change their status quo, no matter how much you suffer, no matter how much you suffer, there is no complaint. After all, it is still the confrontation between two cultures. Industrial culture or urban civilization shows more advantages and vitality. The gradual decline of farming culture is already clear at a glance. This kind of conflict is not only the need of social development, but also the necessity of historical progress. One production situation can replace another one, and it must have its superiority. The rapid development of the city not only provides people with a large number of employment opportunities, but also provides people who enter the city with the opportunity to accumulate wealth, which is also the purpose of more and more people entering the city. If we say that the year-long harvest of guarding the countryside is not up to the two or three months’ labor in the city, why not go to the city to find an opportunity, even if it is suffering, as long as you can create wealth, it is worth it! This is also a true portrayal of many people entering the city now. Of course, there are many risk factors and unpredictable risks in these groups, which is another matter. The result of the conflict brought unprecedented changes to traditional villages. The first is the massive flow of population. The vitality of the village, or vitality, is firstly manifested in the settlement of population. If there are only large and small empty houses left in a village, I am afraid that the vitality will shrink gradually in a good village. Especially when more and more people choose to settle down in the city, the continuation of the vitality of the village will be more difficult. The departure of a generation means the departure of the descendants. Without the reproduction and living of generations on one side of the land, how can the continuous village come? This decline obvious. Then there is the desolation of the countryside. If there were few people farming, there would be no crops in the fields where rice, wheat, cotton and oil grew in the past. Every year there were overgrown weeds, and the more luxuriant it was, the more declining the village would be. Such desolation would be highlighted, it can only be described by such shocking words, and it seems that there is no more appropriate expression. The thriving village also became depressed and dead because too many people chose to leave. I was also one of many people who chose to leave the village. I didn’t have feelings for the village that took root, nor did I dislike it at all. I left for a better life, because many people have indeed done this, no one doesn’t want to choose a more suitable way for his life. Sometimes, leaving will face more choices. Choosing to leave is also a necessity. If there is no need to leave, there will be more and better choices. Who is willing to leave the familiar country? Probably, this is the dream that people often say. Dream is a kind of support. Without dream, there is no motivation. That is the most terrible thing. Leaving does not mean forgetting, nor is it fundamentally forgotten. On the contrary, all the beautiful parts in the village will be engraved in the heart because of leaving, and the longer the time is, the clearer it will be, it is because the village that has left its ups and downs has gone deep into the heart, especially the local conditions and customs that pervade the time have already been integrated with everyone. No matter how the village changes, the ups and downs and subtleties in it, it is magnificent and meticulous, which has already been deeply rooted in people’s hearts. In short, there are bones buried on the mountain, and people live under the mountain. Bones are the passing years that generations of ancestors will not rot, the family is the foundation for the descendants to continue their lives. When I lived in the city, when I placed my small family on the edge of the city, I increasingly yearned for the village I once lived in, or the village that raised us. This is not just a kind of conservatism. There is no one living in the city who doesn’t want to blend into the embrace of the city. The key point is that how to blend in and what to rely on. It is not that living in the city can be called a city dweller, there is no cultural identity, no deep understanding and deep experience of the city, that is, no matter how long you live in the city, you still don’t know the real details of the city, or the rural feelings in your heart are still deeply rooted. Cultural identity is not an overnight thing. It requires both time accumulation and knowledge update, which is not that easy for people who have to go out early and return late for life. That is to say, there needs to be a process. The length of the process depends on one’s social practice and one’s cultural mentality. I believe there are many people like me who can’t put down the village in my heart. The fundamental reason is that there are our roots in the village. This root comes down in one continuous line and is always the same as its ancestors. It has a history of decades, hundreds of years or even longer. It can’t be compared in three to five years or more of entering the city! Just because I can’t find my own foundation in the city, I feel that I have been floating in the city all the time. It is not natural to think about the former countryside! What makes people sad is that I can’t find those feelings in the past after I go back. After waiting for a long time and thinking for a long time, I finally set foot on the way back and stood in the embrace of the village. However, the village at that time had become familiar with each other. In other words, it was no longer the village before. There were specious things everywhere. Even the people who were once familiar with them became unfamiliar and estranged. They met again after a long separation, and they were happy to be happy, but they all became cautious and completely lost their generosity to speak freely. Regardless of whether the local accent has not changed, the sideburns will decline first, and the embarrassment of not knowing each other is really hard to hide. Most of the time, I really want to go back to the countryside for a walk, but when I really come back, I can’t tell what is going on, I believe, many people will have such personal experience. In today’s prosperous urban civilization, it has long been an indisputable fact that farming culture will retreat again and again. As a country where agricultural production still occupies half of the country, farming culture will not disappear, agricultural civilization will also absorb new elements to meet its own construction and development. The farming culture with thousands of years of history will also have new ways of presentation. The old villages may remain less and less completely. However, as long as there is another one, we can feel the charm of traditional farming culture from it, and in the interweaving of tradition and modernity, feel the change and development of the village. For many people, the village is the root, which is the source in the traditional sense. Therefore, most of the time, the village will never be forgotten. When you are a person, you will be afraid of becoming a water without roots. Therefore, in everyone’s heart, there will be a village, or a village, which is both tangible and intangible, and real and concrete, it is also spiritual. Due to many reasons, the real village is gradually deserted or occupied by the town. Many people can’t find the familiar countryside and the way home. This is the so-called village that cannot be returned, but I believe that the village in everyone’s spirit is always there. No matter where you go, no matter how long the time has passed, this village will always be green. The village is always the destination of the soul and the spiritual sustenance. No matter where you are, the village is always there and growing in your mind. The reason why we can’t go back is that the society changes so fast that many situations are far beyond people’s imagination. The reason why we can’t go back is that we are always on the road. The prosperity and development of urban civilization will certainly impact the traditional agricultural civilization, but I believe that the farming culture represented by villages will not die out and will certainly present in a new way. In the traditional village, many people are really hard to reach.

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The older you get, the farther you leave the village, and the longer you leave the village, the better parts about the village will be clear in your mind day after day, it will remind people unconsciously of the long charm that they are familiar with, especially the human feelings and customs that nourish their growth all the way, which makes people reluctant to part with and have a long aftertaste. Growing up in the countryside, especially in the big mountains, the first thing that comes into view is the continuous and scattered mountains and ridges, which seem to be endless mountains except mountains, with clouds floating on the top of the mountain, there is fog rising on the mountainside, which is simple but simple. It changes in the four seasons, and there is also indescribable interest. Of course, in addition to mountains, there are terraces, streams, and village families hidden in the woods of mountains and valleys, that is, clear streams and flowing water, paddy fields and dry lands, which feed families in the mountains and are these ugly lands, it has nourished the mountain people from generation to generation. Although there is still a certain gap between the current villages and the cities, it is quite different from that of decades ago. Let alone the electric light and telephone, which are all multimedia such as televisions, computers, cellphones, Internet and so on. They have already entered the countryside, and the villagers enjoy the convenience and prosperity of life as much as the city dwellers do, but in the 1970 s and 1980 s, all of these were dreams and pursuits beyond people’s reach. The material life was poor, let alone the spiritual life, it is extremely rare to watch one or two outdoor movies a year. So at that time, the children in the mountain village grew up day by day listening to the songs of grandmother and mother. When they could walk and run, they followed their brothers and sisters with a high voice and a low voice, long and short lines sing songs learned from grandmother or mother, leaving swaying small figures in the embrace of the country, and staggering strings of footprints on the land of the country. The ballad taught by grandmother or mother was inherited from the older generation again. In this way, it was passed down from generation to generation and planted the seeds of culture in every young life. Although it is a plain local culture, it is these rural folk songs that nourish their young hearts and start cultural enlightenment in their simple and naive spiritual world, through the rapping of slang village sayings and the interpretation of both voice and emotion, it inspires children’s wisdom and teaches them to grow up. Although there were some folk songs, with the taste of immortals and some superstition, it can only be said that in the environment at that time, the ancestors or fathers who taught children to learn language with teeth had limited knowledge, many social phenomena, they can’t figure out the natural phenomenon at all, so they have to follow the traces of ancestors and pass on their heart; But this does not affect the enlightenment of children, such as immortals and Bodhisattva, demons and ghosts or crafty villains, they are just a carrier. In the end, they all need to warn the boys and girls that to be a good person, to be a person who can stand up and stand up. It is hard or difficult to be honest, whether you are worried or happy, you should be clear. When I grew up listening to such folk songs, there was an extraordinary rural world in my heart. In my young heart, there seemed to be some cultural traces. This is such folk culture, which lacks systematicness, it may not stand up to repeated scrutiny; However, it does not hinder the germination of knowledge. In every immature heart, it gradually takes root and has some time to taste. I remember when I was just sensible, when I was two or three years old, whether my mother was tired or not, I stayed in my mother’s arms and sang with her again and again. Little Swallow, wearing flower clothes, or Firefly, flying every night, beating the palm, chrysanthemum blooming, and Zhang dingtie, Li dingtie, flower magpie tail long, mother remembered a lot of children’s songs, when I was young, I was familiar with it, wherever I went, wherever I sang, mum always said that what we sang were all the nameless songs that came from our own tune, with a face of satisfaction between words. Unfortunately, now, these children’s songs, these rural folk songs in my heart are almost forgotten, and it is hard to remember a few songs. I suddenly remembered these country slangs that we grew up with when I was young, and I felt a little more in my heart, as if time could go back. I went back to my childhood, it was also the two or three-year-old kid who was reluctant to leave in my mother’s arms. While pestering my mother to sing children’s songs with me, she stretched out her little hand to touch my mother’s face and help her wipe away the sweat on her face. When I came back to reality, it was hard to avoid blaming myself. Why did I forget all the songs my mother taught at that time along the way? Even if I tried hard to remember them, I couldn’t remember them. Could it be a pity? If mother was still alive, it would be OK to ask her again. The pity was that mother had been out of date for many years. Who could she ask for advice even if she had this heart? Besides, I am far away from Suzhou city and thousands of miles away from my hometown. How can I understand these folk songs clearly? What’s more, almost all of my mother’s sisters and aunts have passed away. How many people still remember in their hometown? Therefore, with the idea of writing this group of “folk songs in rural areas”, it is regarded as recollecting the memory, restoring the days I once had and sorting out the human feelings collected in my heart. I believe that there were characters I once had, the once beautiful voice, even those folk songs connected with village slang, will be the memory that many people can’t erase. These rural folk songs that have not been touched for many years, it will unfold a scroll of countryside in many people’s hearts, blending many original rural feelings.

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Sometimes, if you are too serious about one thing, you will often be hurt by yourself. However, when a person doesn’t feel hurt, it is because he doesn’t care about the right and wrong of those things. Therefore, only oneself can be hurt. Recently, I feel much more optimistic because I try my best to face those heavens. When those heavens can’t form a kind of pressure, when those heavens don’t need to be considered by myself, I will gradually become suddenly and open-minded. In the past, time was always stubborn to those tangible or intangible constraints, which made my heart not free and made myself not relaxed. However, when we change our thinking and perspective, we find that there may be many intriguing stories behind the heaviness. Therefore, I learned to be quiet, to make my heart not impetuous as much as possible, and to be tolerant as much as possible. Even if others make mistakes or I am selfish, I will leave a space, perhaps, during a short pause, everything will be another scene. Finally, I found that when I was very tired, the sunshine was still very bright, and it would not be hidden by the temporary dark clouds. Then, ordinary me and simple me should know more about enjoying the bright sunshine and how precious the smile is. QQ364399664

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Father is old. The gray hair is like a shirt which was originally dark black. After experiencing too much sunshine exposure, the smooth face is also full of ravines and the vicissitudes of life. I, the man who was denounced as a bear child by him, sat against him, with two wisps of smoke hanging around, staring faintly without saying a word. My father worried about building three houses and always boasted from this, my father retired one year in advance, and caught up with the last batch of resettlement, which became a boastful capital. Half a cup of turbid wine drinkled the veins on the forehead. It seems that the blood flowing back to the youth is more forgetful. But my father is indeed old, with my mother. They no longer have the energy to quarrel but to support each other. We became our father again, but we were no longer irritable and confident blindly. Because my father is really setting an example for us now

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For our generation, especially for our peasant children, parent-teacher association should be a new concept. From primary school, middle school to university, it seems that parents have never been invited to attend meetings held in school or related to themselves. To be honest, as a parent, this is the first parent-teacher meeting I attended. Therefore, besides being curious and complacent, I was also a little excited and decided to accept the invitation and listen to the meeting carefully. To be precise, the meeting was very successful, full of harmonious, friendly, equal and communicative atmosphere. At the meeting, school leaders and teachers in charge of junior middle school told their parents in detail about their children’s life and learning situation over the past month, and also pointed out their shortcomings and deficiencies, I hope that children can adapt to the new environment, new life and new learning as soon as possible, and send a message that children can be independent, independent, United and cooperative. In fact, from the performance of my daughter these days, she has made progress. In life, we are gradually getting rid of the common disease that only child is self-centered. We begin to learn to be kind to others from arrogance, rudeness, fragility and suspicion, and also begin to learn to do things by ourselves and be able to tell our own opinions. These real changes make me happy and feel Steadfast. A good start is half of success. I told my daughter that junior high school is the key stage of people’s life learning, because it is the cornerstone of life. This period is the key to the formation of people’s life-long learning and living habits. Thoughts determine behaviors, behaviors form habits, and habits determine development. A person who has good habits should have good development. Similarly, in this period, we should also learn to be a person and do things, learn to understand what is true good, evil, beautiful and ugly, learn to make friends, and understand and care more about others, I should dare to admit my shortcomings and mistakes, and also dare to undertake my own responsibilities and obligations. After the meeting, my daughter proposed to be my Q friend. Of course I am happy, because this is a trust in me and the beginning of our becoming friends.

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The breeze is setting in the sun, and the stream is blue and the face is locked; Who is in the spring where the flowers bloom, such as orchid, loneliness and fragrance, such as plum, silence and Eaglewood? Who danced Ruoxue dream? Looking back, it was a thousand years? Mo Wen, is meeting fate or robbery? A persistent thought, a flower, floating in the corner of the world of mortals, warm fleeting time. A flower, a world, a city. The spring of March is like love, which suddenly comes and goes. The mood is capricious. No matter it is warm or cold, you still bloom willfully, throwing everything away, including me; And I, just like the light grass, looking up, your elegant plain face; And the beauty of the breeze passing by, lowering your head. Reading you is like a piece of falling Tang Poetry and Song poetry; In your colorful world, I can’t walk in; I only wish to accompany you through a lonely city. One thought becomes Buddha, one thought becomes devil; The moment flowers bloom and fall, those flowers bloom in the spring breeze, fall into memories; Those things, after experiencing, understand the taste of pain; That person, only when you live in your heart can you know the color of your missing. Thinking of you is like an invisible net in the dark night; There were several times when the stars rose and the moon fell, and there were several times when the snow fell and the rain fell, writing with thick ink and lines of tearful words. Floating Life is like a dream, quiet and quiet; Standing on the other side of the years, the shallow pen is quiet, dreams and craziness, laughter and tears, then quietly murmured into memories. Maybe one day, we are all old, but I will still remember the beauty you made me move.

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In 436, after turning the days into poems, I found that there were more sighs without you in this strange city. Therefore, I bowed my waist and started writing, and then wrote down the case, regretting the empty fleeting time in my deep soul with the anxiety between the lines. 435, all of them are cool, only as clear and crisp as a child’s words, and my accident coincides with the sorrow in your mind, but you are disappointed too fast, I haven’t come yet to filter the dust in your lonely swamp, and this poem becomes a long and dull guilt in the future. 434, or so, this long song is just the purple dream falling for the Zheng by running water. If I wander, the shallow pillow is desolate, the wings are still warm through the folds after all, but the echo is still short, what rattled in the fragrance of Lotus was the pleasure left by your boat walking far away for me to stumble alone. 433, it is the creation that blows away the wind and flowers, and I am wrong to restrain the elegance of your wine. It is the green plum that leaves the bamboo horse, I sing that the water is shallow and the wind is not wrinkled, and you are worried about it. 432, finally, it was the fireworks on the other side that wasted the ending. Even though the writing was light, the fleeting time given to the fingertips had already been abandoned. Perhaps, this is the feeling of sadness and confusion, just because it erodes too many joys and sorrows. Now, if you want to copy it, you can’t remember the apology years that were banned by the fleeting years. 431, sunset depends on sleep, I thought heavily about the dust of the Earth. It was you who astonished my dream. Therefore, from the beginning of the dream, my memory can no longer find the footprints left by you through the heart of poetry. 430, you said, we just met like dragonflies and water. Every time the time is quiet, it is a lie 429 deliberately made after tearing the heartache. The instant dream is a cherished sight, but the mottled shore of this season has already been unable to tolerate the flaws of dust removed by you. Therefore, considering your appearance, starting from the clear transparency, every reincarnation has become my destiny of throwing away my heart to you. 428, I thought it was the fate of two people, looking back, I found that it was just my innocence 427. The Chang’an ancient road invited thin horses, and the willow banks gathered together to invite tree people. The soul was broken, and the wine was buried in the third watch. However, no one was drunk, and the duckweed was turned back. Who could listen?, 426, you said that I have a nostalgic dream, and your world can’t pretend to be our old and 425. Pray for the world, and you are the most comfortable veil among me. 424, drinking and singing cinnabar, you are the most beautiful fairy tale in my palm; Walking across the world with sword, you are the most beautiful wind and flower in my luggage. 423, Love is not broken, why do you want to set up a boat in my bed, is it the breeze that encourages your west window flame, now my water overflows the mountain, it can’t be extinguished. It is tied up by the buildings you stick to the world of mortals. 422, just like the reincarnation can’t find the time to meet, our meeting is just an oath blooming on the tip of the tongue. 421, my arms are turning, and every time I am reincarnated is accompanied by the constant moving of your fingertips. And I am old alone, singing every time I cook wine without you, as a result, this murmured and whispered that you could not stop the stains on the copper Sparrow platform because of your gentle breeding., 420, thousand gullies hand print, why is it just a stranger to swim on the dusk, is it cold in front of you and me (boat and car work), the whole cycle has long missed the fate without each other? 419, when love and hate surge, only light and simple elegance is left to touch the lip color. At that point, the night was frosty, and the long words of endless sorrow could resist the complete turning of someone’s pen?, 418, only like clear water, wind and flowers, each tactic is the most entangled tie in life. But I, Tong Yan Wei, just want to accompany you through every piece of bright fat quicksand in this epiphyllum-like fate. Cloud floating clear water epiphyllum smile, half paper quicksand road this life is 417, Vine Zheng is like a dream, every smile of mine is through the thoughts bloom in the depth of your looking back. Wanted to let go, You can blame yourself for being too deep into your bones, and every piece of colorful remains at your invisible and itchy Phantom fingertips. In 416, the oath is windy and dusty. Every encounter has become the white hair that I deliberately breed in the lonely world of mortals. The fleeting time is a concern, and every helpless time has become the end of my tears after you leave. 415, I can’t tolerate the open-minded twists and turns of suppressing confusion in my bosom. The right words are just like the piled words. It is just a precedent that I breed the greed for your weak heart. In 414, I am just a pity that you have grinded with ink pen under the lamp. Since the first five hundred years you met, every formula of thinness is the elegance that you miss arbitrarily with your mind. 413, finally, you disturbed my fear of missing. But the time has been wasted for a long time. Therefore, from the beginning of the seemingly falling dream, I became the frequent smiling face that you can’t afford to twist. 412, serve the throbbing of mood, every wisp of flowers of mine has finished the fragrance of orchid without you. What is strange is that the dream crown I own is too narrow, and every encounter becomes my tacit reputation and extravagance for you to stay in the world of mortals. 411, if every sadness is your love and my wish, then why am I still perfunctory to love on the edge of pain. Is it that time has moved, and every memory is the sleepless night you left me in the gap of time? 410, I know myself well, too many endings only change to be kind to myself. 409 is the dust of prosperity, but the monarch is not old, and the ties and ties with him have long been unable to put aside the world of mortals with you. Even though you are devouring and eating all the way, the flying thoughts are finally the beauty that you leap over the paper. Therefore, From the beginning of regret that you can never say, every word and every word has become your footprints that drown all the time. 408, we can’t say we hate each other late. Love may be a habit. 407 collection of character, how can I clean up the sadness wandering and oozing from your path? 406, the most afraid lie is losing tomorrow without you without entanglement. Just like the love letter can not write down the oath that can be understood, finally I am left alone and I am alone. 405, the most suitable fireworks for folds is the silent outline that you banished my courtyard with other family names, just like no wind blows through, how can I take back your wasted time of being careful but not careful. 404, a piece of paper failed, but it was just a long dream without you in the Waterside Pavilion. However, I, with tiny words, was still indifferent and calm in my own world. 403, games are the ups and downs that I can’t afford; Principles are the time wasted that you can’t stand. 402, starting from the morning, don’t go through the dusk, whose love will leave whose destiny. But it is just like natural selection. The fetter that belongs to the fetter is finally the Fetter, and no one can step over the stumbling fate. 401, like the reserved thoughts, is another Cold Dream crown in the weak memory. And I, From you pouring love Yu start, 1.1 drops, after all, still can’t in this frozen melancholy in light but your face.

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By coincidence, my lover worked as a terminal and dealt with medicine; It was another coincidence that my lover went to Nanchang railway station to see off my father and saw that the drug fair of Zhangshu was held on October 16th. So we went on our way. I always wanted to find an opportunity to go to Zhangshu before, but I never found a good opportunity. It is said that Zhangshu has been rated as the drug capital, and it is said that the drug fair of Zhangshu has been held for 44 years. It is said that it is not effective if the medicine does not reach Zhangshu. I heard that, I just heard that. I didn’t really witness its elegant demeanour. At noon on October 16th, I held my baby in my arms, picked up my luggage, followed my lover’s footsteps, and said to go. When we arrived at the railway station, we just caught up with the car going to Pingxiang to check the ticket. We didn’t buy the ticket, so we rushed into the station to make up the ticket. As soon as we got on the bus, the car started and headed for the place we had been longing. During the one-and-a-half-hour journey, the baby cried unavoidably, but it didn’t reduce our interest. The baby was also very lovely, looking at the strange face on the car curiously. When I arrived at the destination, I was very confused. I didn’t know where to go or where the venue of the Drug Fair was. There happened to be several kind-hearted uncles carrying passengers. Actually, we didn’t intend to sit on their motorcycle. Just intended to ask for directions, but Uncle was also enthusiastic and told us the bus to be taken to the venue. We took the bus, left, arrived. Soon. When we got off the bus, we didn’t find a hotel or put down our luggage and went straight to the venue. There was a distance from the bus station to the venue, and we happened to meet our peers. She led us there. The venue was so busy that it seemed to be a small Chinese medicine wholesale market, many professionals are here on Taobao. But it was surprisingly quiet inside. I thought it was in the afternoon, and the venue might be closed soon. But when I went there the next day, it was still bustling outside and quiet inside. It is said that this year’s Drug Fair has fewer people than in previous years. My lover was looking for the products he needed. My doll and I circled around in the venue, making soy sauce. To be honest, except for some scattered agents of the proprietors of pharmacies, the rest of the venue were those different manufacturers. You can walk sideways without being bumped. It is suitable for me to hang out with my baby in my arms. I was worried that there would be too many people in the venue, so I had to wait and see outside. It seemed that I had been worrying too much before. Although the drug Fair was only open for three days, although there were not many people coming, the surrounding restaurants and hotels were busy. Within 3 kilometers from the venue, the catering prices of all hotels doubled, the bigger hotels were all covered by the company, leaving only the messy small hotels, while we had to live in the small hotels, which cost 150 yuan a day. The landlady of the hotel was much more comfortable than robbing money. Fortunately, I brought my baby’s full arms without letting him directly touch the quilt in the hotel. After watching the product, I didn’t go to other places, and was scared back to Nanchang by the high accommodation fee. This was added that the product deposit almost cost 1000 yuan, but it seemed that I didn’t eat anything and saw nothing. If it were not for some enthusiastic manufacturers to give some baby rice noodles or something, I would be really desperate. But it is also good, this is a kind of experience, and I will experience more different things in the future. October 17th, 2014 and Nanchang Zan (prose editor: Ke Er) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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During the club activities, I read beautiful essays. In the first issue, I selected 10 essays from Bi Shumin. I was in a hurry when I selected it. There were only two narrative articles, including the 6000th answer, frozen lily, where flies fly, etc. At first glance, it seems to be reasonable. Because I am very important, I am busy creating my heart and creating three spiritual cabins to remind happiness and live a life of ladies and women, to be a woman I like, ha ha, this association will be generated only from the topic. But the problem is that, as a male, it is difficult to get along with each other, and this reading is only for reading, not for life. However, just for reading, I think it can also start from the heart. Besides, Bi Shumin’s prose also conforms to this feature. Reading needs to have a heart, and those who have no heart can create a heart. Reading the direction, the world and the Earth, everywhere, the frontier of the heart, can be made very large, the Sun and the moon are covered. The direction of reading can be very small, as slender as hair. The heart also needs to shrink very small. A little rain will submerge it; A wisp of wind will crush it. In other words, no matter the wind blows or the rain blows, it will shock the heart, it makes people not want to live in pain, and makes people never perish. Only with this sharpness and depth can we play together with the author’s heart and the legendary swordsman. Reading needs me, and I feel that I am very important. I am made up of the essence of countless stars, sun, moon, vegetation, mountains and rivers. I am the fire of human spirit, it is a continuous chain, and I think I am very important. Once you enter reading, cultural, social, psychological and ethical will come one after another and gather in your body. I am the world, the world is all in my heart, and my heart is the world. Neo-Confucianism said: When you don’t see this flower, this flower and you will be silent; When you see this flower, the color of this flower will be understood for a while, and you will know that this flower is not outside your heart. When you read, the flowers are revived in your heart, the world is rebuilt in your heart, the phoenix nirvana, the heart is alive, and the words are alive. Where I, Besides being thoughtful, reading also needs to be careful. The surrounding lakes and mountains are beautiful as Fairyland. The blind man said with certainty that I have seen it and often come to see it. It seems to be a miracle that the blind can see the beautiful scenery in the world. The blind man said: When others see it, we can see it with our heart. Reading should not be seen by eyes. The words seen by eyes are only the arrangement and combination of symbols, and the words seen by heart are completely different. Bi Shumin was very thoughtful: seeing that the children were jealous of her articles being read by the teacher, she thought carefully and asked the teacher to read her composition without saying the name, she has cultivated her diligent but indifferent personality to fame and wealth; Seeing the limitations of collectivism education, children who have lived in my unimportant environment since childhood feel humble and insignificant, I announced to the world loudly that I am very important; Seeing that our education is full of fear reminders, people like the specimens of aftertaste happiness, ignoring the moment when dew gives off fragrance, if you forget to cherish the present, you will send out an enlightening appeal to remind happiness; Seeing that some children stay away from their parents who are seriously ill and cannot love their parents for their study and career, you will point out that, filial piety is the fleeting attachment, the happiness that cannot be reproduced, the past that has gone through a single slip of sorrow, and the chain at the junction of life and life. Once it breaks, there will never be any connection. It appeals to pay close attention to filial piety, because filial priceless. Starting from the heart and based on oneself, reading is full of personality, based on questions, articles have speculative color, and based on thinking, reading is full of wisdom. Reading may be such a process. I read, read myself, I read, built my mind, I read, read the world, read problems, and read in the world, self, build a bridge between the hearts, change the path through the natural path, renew the self, and reshape the spiritual world.

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