On that day, patients under the jurisdiction of other doctors asked to live in the sickbed where I was treated, and I agreed. This is the first time that I don’t stick to my own principles and don’t care about the difficulties and troubles that I may encounter in the future. I agree with the patient’s requirement of changing beds purposefully. I am not an acquaintance, nor because I am so soft that I cannot withstand her request. She was an ordinary middle-aged woman, who was once a tough and arrogant patient (this was the evaluation of her by our whole department at that time), when I came to our department for treatment after the initial illness operation. Her stout, old face, rude words and arrogant personality were all the impressions she gave me at that time. However, such a woman had a good husband who was good-looking, both inside and outside, and had a successful career outside. She was gentle and generous at home and treated others modestly and politely, waiting for her to talk softly. Such contrast made most of the people who knew him for the first time stare astonished at his back. I am no exception. From the initial treatment to now, several years later, she has been treated by different doctors in the department in rotation, and she communicated in detail when I was in charge of it, when I was being treated in other doctor’s sickbed, I always greeted me and communicated with me in a few words. Gradually understand her illness, her experience in the first half of her life, and know that she used to be a professional backbone of a unit and a clever and lovely boy’s mother. She has good qualifications and college diploma in the unit, and through hard work, she has a lot of professional qualification certificates that are beyond the reach of many people. At home, she is the backing for her busy husband, under the condition that my father was absent most of the time, he brought up a diligent, progressive and excellent son. In the past mentioned by her intermittently, I connected the beautiful life of a gentle, intelligent, mature, confident and shining woman, she gradually understood why she had such an excellent husband and what a happy family she used to be. When talking about that year, I saw a flash of self-confidence and longing flame in her eyes, but it was just a flame, a short flash of flame. Those beautiful past and the flame of looking forward to the future have been unfortunately smashed and embezzled by the disease. Lying in front of me was the vulnerable woman who was threatened by the disease and defeated by the menacious attack. It was the moment when she was faced with the ferocious face of the disease and the terrible legend that her life faith collapsed, A desperate woman who has great doubts about the truth of life. I was shocked at first, and then scared, so I doubted, so I was desperate, so I gave up, so I was decadent, so I was unreasonable, so I was hysterical ~~~~~~~~~ but I could only do what I had learned to other patients just like, I tried my best to treat her, comfort her, encourage her and even stimulate her. When the existence of life encounters crisis, the dignity of life will be absolutely challenged. For some people, the frustration and loss of self-esteem caused by the threat of life are far more painful than the body caused by the disease itself. I think for them, the most appropriate thing is to say everything out, discuss life itself, death, the value of life process and the inevitability of life ending, those so-called white lies and empty prospects will only set off people’s helplessness and powerlessness. A few years later, her illness today began to show signs of deterioration, but she was no longer at a loss and hysterical as she did in those years. She discussed her illness with us, discussed the treatment she might receive, and even talked and laughed freely about the death who faintly showed her fangs far ahead. She said that she always hoped to find me when she was depressed, just talking. I said, do what you need and do what I can. There is only one life, and even if there is a reincarnation, it will never be a repeated process. So life precious. For real people, dignity is the same as life, and life has it. But there are differences. Sometimes dignity is more than life and will surpass life. Do what you need and do what I can ~~~~ I know the weight and commitment contained in this short eight character. I will work harder because I know it.

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Shangluo College is a place where stories are written,

When the sun rises, Shangluo College in Qinling Mountains is full of new vitality,

When the sun goes down, it is the nostalgia for Qinling Mountains and the Commercial College.

When you walk in Shangluo College late at night, you are the most beautiful one,

A most beautiful sun, a vigorous youth.

Year after year, the postgraduate entrance examination and employment of the Commercial College have been steadily improved,

Please don’t be shocked, this is Shangluo College.

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The campus is full of fragrance, but you are walking towards the edge in this flower scroll. You are willing to thank the campus for not giving up, but time has already hurried to your side. You sigh, the flowers bloom in half a summer, and she says, look at the Heaven; You smile, black and white as long as the time flows, she lean, remember the youthful eyes; Your sex is like a fire, she was cold and frosty. However, neither you nor she noticed. Nearby, one heart after another was trembling ceaselessly. It seemed that you were imagining the confused look again and again after a year. Soon after that, you lost the qualification to study in the study room, the qualification to walk leisurely in the campus, the original youth of students, student ID card, campus card, the Keys of the dormitory were cut off by the time-killing knife, the wailing of green onion. You tore up all Zhang Yongle’s high mathematics, Zhang Jian’s reading, and political tutorial books, I also threw the tutorial book compiled by the public servants and the career, the review book of bank qualification from the sixth floor to the first floor relentlessly, even like those predecessors last year, senior students put on their broken wedding dresses and left their reluctant shadows in every corner of the university. Six sisters put on their beautiful wedding dresses to marry their first night of their lives to Unforgettable youth. Then, at the moment when the camera froze and you threw the cap to the sky, you could hear flowers and tears, sunshine and dust from every brick in the most magnificent, towering and top gate in Asia, and the endless silence of the curtain soon after, you walked on the rainbow bridge across the East-West Campus, on the Queqiao bridge which had been walking for four years, suddenly, I think of the “River in the North” I read in the first year, which is ideal, failure, disillusionment, enthusiasm, tiredness, touching, contempt, happiness and pain, accompanied by the surging water of the Northern River, the striking of the crisp floating ice, the pain of the body and the sharpening of the emotion, they all rushed together and turned into a lasting melody, a young and enthusiastic song, oh! Isn’t this river in the north the river of fantasy, enthusiasm and youth? Suddenly Looking back, this is not Cambridge, but standing on the fertile soil which is praised as the Pearl of Jiangbei. You can’t take away a cloud color with a wave of your sleeves, but you have taken away the memory of four years, those kinship, friendship and love soon after, when you sit in the spacious classroom for the last time, you will surely think of many teachers’ voices. Perhaps, these teachers don’t remember you, but you will remember who taught you the smile curve, the law of diminishing returns and marginal utility, and who let you know Schumpeter, minzberg, drucker and Peter * Holy, who once said that one is right, and this world is right. When you stopped at the girl’s dormitory downstairs for the last time to wait for your girlfriend, you didn’t wait to call her down as before, but knew clearly that she must know that you were downstairs. Even though you are not so sure whether you will come home with her tears in the future, you know that at that moment, you must show her your determination, hope and future seriously; when you drank happily with your roommates under the roof of four years together for the last time, you put all the disguises, all the fetters and all the dangers in the forgotten grievance one by one, one Cup after another, one bottle after another, and then forgot who proposed to sing KTV. Then, he echoed with each other. That night, you were drunk; That night, you cried; After that night, you told yourself that I graduated! Soon after, that is, a year later, I became you, you now, I graduated, and I was in another graduation season. The campus was full of sorrow and excitement, smiles and melancholy. With deep and shallow memories, suddenly, I deeply felt the lyrics of okayashi Xinkang, I am me and I can’t become you. Even if you struggle there alone, I can only silently stare at the sadness, happiness and buildings that are interpreted in others’ lives like a farfetched pen tip, I am not one of you, and I never comfort you. Someone said: there is a dead end in everyone’s heart. You can’t walk in, and I can’t walk out. Therefore, I shook my head helplessly, shaking my head, shaking my head. I always don’t like to ask where my seniors go, but I often ask, What have you gained in these four years? Because life is similar to a double helix structure of DNA in the body, which lingers forever and circulates forever. There is no choice that can be right to the end, whether for graduate students, civil servants or freelancers, no one can have enough courage to affirm whether it is right or wrong, just like the seventh elder brother in Fang Fang’s scenery, he often said, it is impossible to judge who is a good person and who is a bad person until death. You and I are still naive and shallow like every living person. Therefore, I don’t ask such questions, in addition to avoiding the embarrassment of myself next year, there is also a defect of ignorance. However, every journey is a kind of comprehension. The sunshine, rain, breeze, Sun and Moon on campus and our breath are watching our shadows with our steps, we spent four years together and four 365 days together. I never believe that no one has ever gained anything, nor does I believe that someone will remain unchanged at all. Although he (she) cannot perceive it, their relatives and friends will surely sigh that in four years, you converted! I think this is the reason why I regret that I didn’t leave a memory when I stepped into the school in the first year, and it is also the question every student asks about youth and life. After reading for a long time, I still play the role of a student till now, and even my family members wish me to go up one flight of stairs. My father showed me his experience and tears of more than 40 years, and patiently told me that his school days were the golden age of studying and reading alone. I always think that what you learn in school is the most time period in a person’s life. After working, you will find that there is no longer a period when you learn more and happier than when you were a student. At first, I didn’t believe that. After all, there was a saying that time was the water in the sponge, and the more crowded it was. I think I am a person who is good at squeezing water, but the experience of duty week just past greatly changed my recklessness and ignorance. Throwing away the elements of youth, such as English CET-4 and CET-6, “Voice of China” and “partner of China” grew up in the youth attic of LC, and time kept tired eyes for a week. Perhaps, in other colleges and universities, there isn’t such a wonderful on-duty week. However, this tiring week, hard week and shuttle week have indeed dyed the four-year brilliance of the campus. The annual duty week gradually makes us understand many unknown stories. It turns out that the name of the Campus Management Center is sweeping the streets and moving bricks, the signature of the catering management center was the one who cleaned the restaurant, while the scientific name of the dormitory management center was the one who cleaned the dormitory building. My hands were covered with dark cocoons, and my arms were cracked and painful, the blood bloated for seven days and my eyes were hazy. This week is destined to be a busy week, and what is busy is not learning, but cleaning that has nothing to do with it. At the moment, page 180, which remains in English reading, still narrates the curse of last weekend. Occasionally, looking back at the postgraduate student beside me, taking advantage of the rest time, I picked up the textbook and hurriedly browsed through countless words. In an instant, I couldn’t help feeling ashamed and ashamed. Once again, I picked up the book and felt the quietness that I had never met for thousands of years. I couldn’t help asking, in the future, is such a warm mood, such a quiet time and everything like this really like flowing water?. Perhaps, because of the rare, we cherish it especially; Because of the profound, so, double memory; Because of the short, so dare not slack off. If both love and love are unforgettable, how can we not cherish this seemingly plain and difficult Song of Youth in the world? Opening the Selected Works of Fang Fang, I began to read the first article scenery, which said behind the vast living set, where the abyss was darkest, I clearly see those strange worlds. You graduated from Baudelaire, and I am about to graduate. We are regarded as a generation by the society outside the campus. I don’t want to use Gu Cheng’s old song “a generation” to transcribe the helplessness of time, nor do I want to quote Hai Zi’s song “facing the sea, spring blossoms” to make myself happy. Unfortunately, our generation has not yet owned our poems or paintings. Liang Shuming, a great scholar, once said: values and value judgements are relative. Every generation has its own values, and every generation has its own value judgements. However, our generation, what on earth belongs to our values and value judgment for you and me who are about to graduate, those who go to school and those who are not going to school? The weird society always rolls over our bodies with wheels that are too busy for us, and even affects our previous generation. Memories hide the deep feelings of a song. Places that cannot be reached are called distant places, and the world that cannot be returned is called hometown, and I have been longing for a place farther than that, and what kind of fairyland is that place farther than that! Everyone has a dream of going to court with stars and moon in his heart. In that dream, we have the desire to achieve success and fame, the hope of gaining fame and wealth, and the expectation of returning home, these people who sink in the world are often tortured by this dream, tossing and turning, suffering. At the same time, the appearance of youth has already forgotten when they lost in the running road. The cold wind in the north of shuo could not help itself. It seemed that the classic judgement of Fang Fang could be extracted if the stars could do whatever they wanted. Everyone’s life was composed of many people’s lives, just like a joint-stock company, it is just a major shareholder. However, if it is applied here, it will always feel that it does not fit so well. How to ferry your inner and external is a question pursued for thousands of years and an immortal puzzle. Uncover layers of veil, you, perhaps, think that when responsibility and emotion are together, Grace will be with me; You can also ask, the world theory is different from me, is truth different from me? For this, you and I should be confident. After a long time, I stepped on this familiar land quietly. In the campus, there was still the familiar atmosphere three years ago. Not far away, a young face was painted on the advertising board. The passing classmates joked that this designer must have something wrong with his vision! Such an ugly girl, still on the display board!, I glanced at the photo on the display board. Although the girl could not compare with the classical beauty recognized by Chinese, in the season of happiness and sadness, the designer should not choose a kind of school Flower-level girl. Because, in the social atmosphere of senses, people like girls at school Flower level belong to the all-powerful brilliance on campus. However, people forget that, in fact, all living beings are the unknown public in the campus! Youth, let alone the ugly beauty of senses, and I also accept others’ title of my little man frankly. Youth, she treats everyone equally, so the smile on the advertising board represents the smile of each of us, represents the memory of our generation, it represents our engraved heart. This smile is silly, dull, pure, naive and ignorant. Maybe, I can never find such a smile that fits my youth! Because, what makes our youth not graduate is the smile on our faces. Yes, let our youth not graduate! Naturally, there are also happiness, suffering and plain encounters in future life that do not graduate. Perhaps, I like Zhang Chengzhi, a writer in Saibei very much. Finally, I still swam across his level and make a happy jump. I believe that there will be a fair and profound understanding to summarize for us: at that time, only the unique struggle, thinking, branding and choice of our generation can reveal its significance. But at that time, we will regret for our childishness, mistakes and limitations, and even sigh with emotion that we cannot live again. This is the foundation of profound pessimism. However, for a country with a vast territory and a long history, the future is finally bright. Because there will be a kind of blood line, a kind of water and soil, and a kind of creative power in this matrix, which will make the lively and robust newborn babies born in the world, the Moaning of morbid weakness will be drowned in their cheers. From this point of view, everything should be optimistic. The river in the North

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This year’s college entrance examination has come to an end. On the way back to school, I saw the seniors of senior three suddenly felt a little sad. Suddenly there is seed, walking as if it is us. That is a kind of unspeakable sadness. They packed small bags. Some of them were picked up by their parents or none of them. The smiles on their faces could not cover their inner expressions on their faces.

It is a relief to finish the exam.

After the exam, it is also the beginning of parting.

I seemed to see myself a year later, dragging my luggage, and my face couldn’t hide the injury of leaving after the exam. But now it’s them, not me. Their liberation, in return for our struggle, is like this every year, just like the decimal point after 10 divided by 3, which is endless.

Tomorrow, academic level test. Although the teacher explained that the importance of this exam was no less than that of the college entrance examination, I was still in a well-established mood, neither anxious nor despised. This month’s cramming gave me a lot of confidence, as if I saw that confident self again. Although that was already past, there was still a future.

The rest year is to work hard and strive hard. Two years passed before we could recall, let alone only one year? I know my laziness, especially in the past two years, if I can muddle along, I will not write any homework. In hometown dialect, rural people are not worse than this. Will Urban people still be worse? So I was so heartless that I escaped to take late classes, sleep and drag my homework.

But there is not much time left, and a year will not be long. We often complain about the education system of our country. When we open our mouth, we will scold who decides the damn college entrance examination. It is a waste of my youth to Fuck you. We scold the college entrance examination very well, but after scolding, we still need to take the college entrance examination, or the college entrance examination that wastes our youth. The Chinese teacher said it’s good that you come here to get along. It’s useless to complain. If you had money, you would have gone abroad. Would you have to complain about the college entrance examination?

Since we can’t escape, then choose to face and defeat it.

Since you can’t escape, then choose to accept it. Accepting a disgusting thing will not kill people.

In one year, I hope that I, as well as my friends and brothers, can fight with me side by side. Even if you are heartless, you should be thorough, and you should not face the college entrance examination as if you were facing the dead.

Come on! This is for myself.

Come on! This is for brother.

Come on! This is for friends.

Jiu Dao said that the most expensive thing I have ever bought is a dream. I hope I can tell everyone loudly one year later that the most annoying thing I have ever accepted is the college entrance examination!

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On September 21th, 2011, some members of the small novel salon of Yichun Writers Association, led by Bing Jifu and Yu Chenghai, rushed to Tieli Forestry Bureau to visit Tieli’s literary friends, exchange the experience of literary creation and put forward the construction opinions and suggestions of salon. In the Songtao hotel where the literary friends stayed, everyone spoke freely, and from time to time there were bursts of happy laughter in the applause. The Internet is really a good thing. It enables people who live across mountains and rivers and in different regions to get to know each other. Even if they meet each other for the first time, they will not feel strange, while meeting each other is like old friends who have been away for many years, let alone that kind feeling. Teacher Bing Jifu, the leader of the circle, is a leading writer in Yichun’s literary novels. High-profile composition and low-key writer are his proposals in the novel salon, and he himself is a model to practice this proposition. He was old and serious, cautious in his words and deeds, and he was totally not as bosom as those of us who were younger. Brother Yu Chenghai was originally the deputy political commissar of a department of Yichun military division. The heroic spirit of the soldiers was revealed casually on the table from time to time. After a while, our emotions were driven up. Everyone raised their glasses frequently, we wish each other and the harmonious atmosphere warms everyone present. Yan Qinghua is a young and handsome writer of Jinshantun novels in our salon. Under his modest appearance, his erudism and talent cannot be concealed. One of his identities is the stationmaster of Jinshantun station, a novel salon of Yichun, and the other is the fox in the remote mountains, who runs a large-scale Fox Farm. No wonder Wang Guihong, the wolf in the forest, praised him like this: both hands need to be grasped, and both hands are very hard. Teacher Lin Wenxiang was versatile. He not only wrote well, but also won the silver medal in the national yo-yo competition, and also played well in erhu. If it weren’t for time, I would have pestered him to play a song so that we could also see the elegant demeanour of this veteran. Although sister Yan Xia was young, she had already been a heavyweight in Yichun’s literary circle. Her novels, proses and poems have been published on provincial and national literary journals for many times, and now she has taken on the responsibility of being the deputy director of the small novel salon, becoming teacher Bing’s right-hand man, share the worries for the seniors and guide the way for new literary friends. This spirit of taking responsibility regardless of payment is worth learning. The famous name of dream Yin Tianya has been well heard as before when I joined the small novel salon. Who would have thought that the leading figure who led the development of Yichun’s classical poetry would be such a female writer who was only in her thirties? Her kindness, modesty and thoughtfulness infected me from time to time, which made me look up to her involuntarily and learn from her. I built a deep friendship online and offline. Liu Ping, a writer of prose poems, is a beauty universally acknowledged by everyone. She is decent, gentle and shows the elegance and cultivation of women when she raises her hands. If a woman’s life can be like her, what can she expect from her husband? What is worth mentioning most is brother Li Tao, the founder of Yichun Yanhuang Online website. As the broadcast host of Yichun radio’s urban life program, he has to finish his own work and train a group of small hosts at the same time, we should also devote ourselves to running our own website. After ten years of hard work, Yanhuang online has made remarkable achievements. It is he who witnessed the growth of Yanhuang online. He said that Yanhuang online was his son. How much effort and sweat he put into it and how much deep affection he put into Yanhuang online are probably only his clearest. Yichun Yanhuang Online provides a platform for cultural exchange for the literary friends of the novel salon, and the literary friends of the novel salon irrigate Yichun Yanhuang online blog with their enthusiasm, it promoted the prosperity of Yichun literature hundred gardens. All of these are due to love in the heart. Love makes the world a better place. However, the older generation of literary masters such as Bing Jifu, Wu Xiuzhong and Li Xuedong also irrigated the seedlings of literature with their own efforts and tried their best, which was remarkable. They infected and educated new literary people with their noble sentiments and characters. The inheritance of this virtue will surely become the most beautiful scenery in the small novel salon of Yichun Writers Association.

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I like the soft light on the old wall at dusk and the mottled shadow of trees. I like to sit on the bridge and watch a leaf of Wupeng boat swaying from the other end of the river, and shake it into my dream. In the melancholy and obsession, I felt that I was an old man living here all my life. I like the sea under the sunset on Dongji Island. I like to stand under the Clean Sky and leave a back shadow to the shore when facing the sunset. As a traveller, I like to show my hesitation in the sea and the sky naked. Recently, I like the temples in Jiangnan again. I stepped through the footprints of Lingyin in Hangzhou, Putuo in Zhoushan, Guoqing in Tiantai, Tiantong in Ningbo and Yuyao in the world. I like the green water and green mountain in front of the temple gate. I like listening to the sound of bells in the old temple, and I like the peace in such an environment. I am a person who has no demand but just comes to burn a column of incense. 3 during the National Day typhoon, I went back to my hometown. The morning of my hometown after the wind and rain seemed particularly clear. There is a cool Fanjing in the misty rain. That morning, I sat in the yard of my hometown to watch Qingming Festival. My mother’s old body was creeping beside the water tank. The dripping water on the eaves fell into the water tank rhythmically, as if the quiet time was slowly dropping down. At that moment, I suddenly realized. I am a man walking freely. I have been looking for spirituality and peace between old towns and landscapes. In fact, as early as 15 years ago, this feeling had been planted in the soil of my hometown yard!

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Be from scratch, running for old rivers, towards que! This is “Southern Song Dynasty gold hero Yue Fei creation of a word, tune names ming for” Azolla” It performance of the author fight Jinbing and recover their homeland, unity of the motherland strong patriotic spirit, viral, by people’s favorite. For thousands of years, literati and poets have been giving praise to this popular article, and they have different opinions. And old bai xian tear this problem, on S 1990s earlier read another one of “Azolla”: dust canbei, forgive fly word, vaguely as Read. Generous had, yi fei how heavy, later he ku! Am work tall combined die, poor things to statements difficult redeem. Most innocent, kan hen more as pity, storm prison. Both at, Central Plains frown, and not read, Emblem titanium degrading. But emblem titanium both back, this body he is a? Thousand carrier on Nandu wrong, was self-afraid Central Plains complex. Laugh district, a Juniper also how? Every its. This is Ming Dynasty calligraphy and painting and calligraphy Wen Zhengming in saw engraved on the monument of Song Gaozong chi ci Yue Fei’s Royal Zha after written. Old Hundred then hundred small, young, are self-taught Chinese language and literature, first read this word, find words that is well written, written sharp thorough, people have a great eloquence sense. Original rely on Yue Fei anti gold is the emperor, later kill Yue Fei’s is this Gaozong (yi fei how heavy, later he ku!) Yue Fei Why ended up in such miserably? Is it just the frame-up of Qin Hui? Imagine, if Yue Fei really with his Yuejia Army driving long vehicles, wear out Helan Mountain lack, recover the Central Plains, welcome back emblem, chin two emperor, question immediately become complex, and, gaozong Zhao Gou himself position doesn’t know mow live where, (but emblem titanium both back, this body he is a?) This is things of key. Huizong is Emperor father, titanium cases is Gaozong of big brother, father and brother last, yourself also can Enron South said solitary? Huizong had years high frail, give way to eldest son titanium case, and Emperor is ninth sub, sealed for Kang didn’t have began to reign of qualification, if Yue Fei these ZTE Star greeted Emperor brother back towards, Zhao Gou not bashful continue to sit his long wei? Want to think so, words say not to export, standing court in Bookworm also can’t such bold speculation their your Majesty, thanks to a shrewd Qin Hui, shen dong herein secret, advocated and Parliament, monarch between tacit (laugh district, a Juniper also how? Every its for) So, persevering in resistance of the Yue Fei on only can fall to decapitated end up. Some would say, Emblem sect and titanium in regression, Emperor let out throne, the future will be good and bad no guarantee, this is understandable, then, if not let out throne, why will and bad no guarantee? This problem only to the Ming Dynasty, to find an irrefutable answer. Ming Orthodox fourteen years (1449 nian) Wala tribal Jubing South, in civil Fort war, captured uses personal expedition Ming Emperor Yingzong Zhu Qi, immediately for Beijing. At that time, to hyobu assistant minister Yu Qian-led war sent for crushing Wala of yao xia, rapid hold li ying Zong brother Zhu Qiyu for Jingtai Emperor. Several of engagement, beat Wala invading army and later welcome back the Pope. Because Emperor Jingtai didn’t give the throne back to his brother, Yingzong reluctantly became the supreme emperor at the beginning, but in the eighth year of Jingtai (1457), Xu Youfu, The Sworn Follower of Yingzong, shi Heng and while Jingtai during illness, suddenly coup, kill yu qian and other loyal, hold li ying cases restoration, refused to budge for Jingtai year on suspicious circumstances die. This thing makes some nerd polished eyes, thus, in Jingtai died ten years born Wen Zhengming, Take That and the nice and historical events tong yue fei zhi die compare, Song Gaozong’s selfishness come clean. Just as what Mr. Li Kaiyuan said in “Breaking Yue Fei’s injustice”: only after 400 years of changing the dynasty, did Wen Zhengming in Ming Dynasty puncture the window paper of fengboting’s unjust case with a copy of “Man Jiang Hong, this que word directed at Song Gaozong Zhao Gou, Qin Hui subordinate, is right on target, let a person zhen song. Now back, look at Yue Fei’s “Azolla”, this word should birth in Yue Fei in Shaoxing decade qi yue late, feng zhao forced ban shi to prison a year in. Front four words, namely Sima Qian write Lin Xiangru anger hair red crown wonderful, show that this is mortal hatred. ci chou this hate, why more thinking more not bear? Positive-edge-alone on high-rise, self-yi lan dry, zongmu universe, pitch Liuhe, blood with boiling heated. However, at this time, the drizzle and rain rested, the wind was clear and the smoke was clear, the scenery was good, and the depressed heart was more abundant. Therefore, the sky was howling to express the heroic ambition. Thirty fame and fame of dust and earth, eight thousand miles of road cloud and moon fourteen words, such as see general Yue Fu Shen self-care for half a lifetime ambition, nine Qu Gang intestines. For world very admiration and craving fame wealth, just like the dusts,, negligible and the pursuit of is patriotism, recovery Northern great rivers and mountains, across battlefields, vertical and horizontal Wanli what foot statement bitter, as with cloud dramas. On PCs rest shoot at Mo lightly, juvenile white head, empty sadness! This Mian language, said and body. Magnificent pen, every word hit the floor! Yue general from a rise long acres of rural youth, led Yuejia army conquest of the West Kill, with work promoted to Qingyuan Jiedushi, exposure to ZTE Star, such life, natural is travel Lawton, however, if plain spare time, to old nothing, not more pathetic? Have PCs after, a zhuanghuai, gushing pour out: Emblem titanium two emperor of the exiles from shame, Judah shall not also, as courtiers, drop away infinite, when solution? Hero loyalty anger spirit, chills uruo gods. Jinbing into according to the Central Plains, Yuejia army south south war, gradually from Jin recovered Xiangyang, Xinyang six counties, Invincible, Jinbing tremble. So since Yue Fei, Huns of running off, wear out Helan wanderings, not exaggerated. Hunger meal, drink two word gassho, so sufficient to Chang its affection, as its potential. For ambition expression spirit of high spirited, to joke reflect victory over the enemy of confidence, read this poem, make unsatisfactory gas work hard, fight more. Word end three sentences, filled with loyalty anger, loyalty bixue, pour out heart. Natural twelve gold forced back, unwarranted eternal vengeance, feng bo ting listeners heinous, that rate army expulsion Jin, running for old rivers, and collaborative Zhongyuan elders alignment worship que, can only become Chiaki a dream. Sad indeed! Yue Fei poem whole filled with patriotic passion, really is generous elegy, make people dance. Yue Fei after all want to do a loyal. He knew how to fight and write lyrics, but unfortunately he didn’t understand the Emperor Gaozong’s mind. Maybe although he knew a little bit, he could not go against the oath he had made in his life, which finally formed a tragedy in history! Old Hundred barely a Great Wall of letters, in the end of this post, also try to fill a “Azolla”: vague thinking with Dream, wear time and space, back to Southern Song dynasty. Langyan, fluttering autumn wind, chariot thousand times. Galloping wildly with a horse-riding cry, the Flames match each other for hundreds of miles. Roll Pinggang, take thousands of arrows like bees, strong men are fierce. Armor is bright, red, war drum is beating, Horn is ringing. Swing sword Mustang in, my wanderings. The knife sparkled with blood splashing, and the bodies were dead all over the field with empty neck. han shan yi, han yue jia jun nan, enemy Panic!

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