I like it, the flowery clouds in the sky like it, quietly appreciate the light flowing clouds in the blue sky, and I like the graceful and flexible dance more, facing the clear sky, confide those troubles into air and fall into the dust. I always like them. Words like indifference, silence and simplicity close my eyes and think quietly in this leisurely time, I can feel these words like dancing elf, dancing in the sea of my heart and looking out of the window. The mountain is quiet and the row of low-rent houses under Shubi Mountain are enjoying the sunshine more and more like it, the faint and calm living is no longer like the dull light in boiled water, but a detached nature, a really comfortable light, a mixed and flashy indifferent I only wish, simply living in this noisy and troubled city, having a calm state of mind like water, having a silent, kind, pure white and comfortable me alone, I like to look for the real heart along the words, spend all my spare time, immerse myself in the words, like, read resonating words, then I left a shallow feeling and recorded my inner feeling and colorful mood with words. I lay down on the sofa, and the remote and long-lasting flowers were played on my mobile phone with a faint aroma of tea, it reminds me of my slight yearning. I went up to a high mountain and looked at Pingchuan. There was a peony in the Pingchuan, which was easy to pick and difficult to pick, it is in vain that I can’t get this Hezhou decree which I have heard for more than a hundred times. At this moment, I am so intoxicated and moved to middle age, just like in the afternoon, Love has been lazy for a long time. Why am I moved by this love in vain? We came to life in a pure and blank mood, circumstances, pursuits and dreams in a colorful VAT, covered with colorful colors, some happiness is like a beautiful rainbow, while some are confused with red, yellow, blue and green. Sometimes, the lack of human heart will bring more troubles to oneself. It is better to be so plain, let it go those memories fade gradually in the passing years when it becomes pale and vague, Fate arranges the short-term cozy people who think they have forgotten, recover the things that I thought no longer remembered in my memory, and those memories that I thought had faded emerged one by one. Unexpectedly, they became so clear that suddenly, I didn’t know what happened to me, I miss you so much that I think it is so happy and magical, just like fog. I can’t get rid of it in front of me, nor can I get rid of it. I got up and walked to the balcony, fondle the bonsai I walked through the living room, turned off the music, walked through the corridor, came to the shade, looked out of the window, turned around, passed through the kitchen, dining room, and returned to the balcony, you are everywhere. You and I are separated from each other. Mountains are high and waters are far away. How can you Surround Me? Is it attracted by tea? Is it called by Flowers? I am like a wandering boat, I was swayed by you in the heart of the Lake of love. I got into the bedroom, lying on the empty big Kang, thinking of your beautiful figure, I miss you so much that my tender smile makes me drunk in the loneliness of Dragon Boat Festival. My unclear thoughts linger in my mind no matter how I think about it, how to think is still so blurred I really seem to be immersed in the boundless love. Turn on the computer. Maybe you are waiting for me in QQ. Turn on the computer, if your avatar is still gray, I just write a paragraph of text on the Internet to filter the thoughts tied at home into pure words and add a few quiet and elegant pictures to cover my surging and flustered expression. Time, 1.1 point of slip away thoughts, waves of ups and downs fleeting if sand, slip through their fingers, from under the soles flies time pay the breeze, when I was young, the warm sun in the afternoon fell down through the mottled branches. It was a sentimental feeling that no one could pick up. I feel that the cruelest thing in the world is that time makes you bitter and happy, let your pain take away many people around you and evoke your deep feelings in your heart, which caught you off guard, whether you like it or not, I am not good at expressing my love. The emotional area in my heart is always a weakness. I will be safe and sound at ordinary times. Once I wake up, it will make people feel flustered. This short vacation is coming to an end. I want to leave something real for a person’s love. Apart from memory, words are the best attribution, so I think, I am belongs to the kind of people who have a lot of thoughts. They tie themselves at home and enjoy the pleasure of being alone. I will write down some emotional thoughts and leave them behind. People I want to understand will certainly understand.

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What a person likes is always closely related to his character. What is my character? I have tried to answer more than once, but it is always difficult to summarize. Some people are passionate, but I am passionate but not unrestrained; Some people are sentimental, and I am sensitive but not worried; When working, some people say that I am ruthless in dealing with special events; when I went to the grassroots to learn about the situation, everyone thought I was very close. In fact, no matter what kind of situation, I am not the real me at work, it is just a working state. It represents the behavior of the first-level organization. Tea is rich and light. I don’t have the habit of drinking tea every day, and it is common for me to build a Cup occasionally. Compared with drinking tea, I prefer to smell the faint aroma of tea. Especially before falling asleep, put a few pieces of green tea in the teacup and pour it slowly with the water. Some of the leaves float upward; Some wander downward; Some stand in the middle. The small space shows different levels of pictures. Wisps of tea spread outward from the gradually green water. Smelling the faint fragrance of tea, I feel calm, peaceful and clear. Many people say that they can’t sleep when drinking tea at night. But I didn’t. Smelling the faint tea, I had a calm heart and a tranquil mood for the long night.

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It was my first time to climb the Badaling Great Wall 30 years ago. I was young and energetic. When I opened the door of the country to see the world, I felt that the Great Wall that was built for defense was passive closure of the country, no attempt to rush out to open the territory. Standing on the top of the Great Wall and looking at the great rivers and mountains outside the pass, I thought of Genghis’s cavalry who swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger; Touching the broken wall bricks in the biting cold wind, I thought of Meng Jiangnv Crying for the Great Wall. I even feel that the Great Wall is the witness of the cowardice of our nation and the record of the closure and backwardness of the people and wealth. Standing on the Great Wall, I was not passionate but angry. Besides, the relevant facilities and services at that time were still poor, I didn’t have much positive impression and understanding when I climbed the Great Wall. A few years ago, I climbed the Badaling Great Wall for the second time. I was already middle-aged. Under the peaceful setting sun in late autumn, I climbed the eighth beacon tower from the North Slope and looked at the endless Great Wall winding along the ridge. I was deeply shocked by the huge scale of this project. There is a controversial saying that one of the two artificial buildings on the Earth can be seen in space is the Great Wall of China. It can be seen that it has become a symbolic symbol of transmitting the information of human civilization between the stars. In the hardship of life, I also know that it is not shameful for a nation not to conquer others and not to hold its own bottom line. Building the Great Wall is to hold its own bottom line. In the era of cold weapons, the Great Wall can not only defend itself, but also mobilize the army to form blocking and encirclement against the invaders after the invaders break through the border. Therefore, its effective effect should never be underestimated. Our ancestors can create the art of war that still affects the world up to now. They must also know that attack is the best defense, but this must be based on a certain basis, who doesn’t want to control the initiative mainly by me in the match, but has no strength to do it? At that time at the Great Wall, I was impressed by the Great Wall’s great talent of the ancestors, and deeply sighed that the Great Wall was not a hero! The third time I went to Juyong Pass, the No. 1 Xiongguan in the world, I climbed to the No. 13 beacon tower. Since I followed an enterprise management seminar, I naturally thought from time to time that although this huge project was not completed at one time, what kind of boldness was needed for its conception and decision-making? There is no modern survey equipment but it can make the design of using insurance to control the plug due to the terrain. Its rationality is still exclamation ingly today thousands of years later. Those steep places are hard for us to climb today, but in those years, we relied on people to carry bricks and lime on sheep and donkeys, and chose different construction methods according to local conditions. The mobilization and organization of thousands of people, with the reasonable allocation of resources and construction period, how can we absorb and sublimate the wisdom in it besides praising?! The Great Wall makes us read out the long vicissitudes of history. We are the descendants of the Great Wall builders. How to build our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall, how to build and hold the Great Wall in our hearts and achieve the Chinese dream by leaping over and creating? The Great Wall is expecting and history is watching us!

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Finally, it was another autumn on the road from barren to barren. The neon of the city, accompanied by the roar of cars, is not accompanied, and gradually becomes dim. Is a nights. The Paradise I once dreamed of flashed magnificently in the silence of the hourglass of time. The blink of an eye was submerged in the fine yarn, leaving some dust that could not stand missing. Is a rainy day. Autumn rainy night. My favorite time is always a touch of sadness, a touch of reluctance, and a touch of nostalgia. On the way I came, I went through the mud of locust flower and stepped through the ethereal snow. Skip the water on the lake and the coldness of the rails. The night will come after all, but the bright dawn yesterday will never come again. I lost something, but I didn’t know what I lost, what I got, but I didn’t know the geometry. There is joy and regret. The plain days constantly beat the road, satirizing everything in the world at any time, just like satirizing the abrupt lonely stone in the grassland, without companionship and direction. Perhaps, once there was a small stone snuggling up, or in the flood of time, went to the distance it originally wanted. Therefore, we can only stand alone. Autumn comes and autumn goes, rain stops, morning goes and morning arrives. But everyone knows that Ming is not yesterday. Colorful fallen leaves, cool autumn wind. The mistakes sweeping over and over again still cannot restore the previous appearance. Listening to the slow heartbeat, I finally realized that the shoulder I always wanted to give was no longer as tough as imagined, and the chest I always wanted to give was no longer as spacious as imagined. The snow on the treetop will always break off the branches, and the air in the sky will always scatter thick clouds. Maybe, it’s time to have a rest. Maybe, life doesn’t allow a nap at all. Just a little tired, a little tired. Autumn is cool, rain stops, and the night becomes quiet.

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I haven’t written for a long time to record the details of my life. Today’s rise, I left behind these few words, leaving a shadow for my gentle and tortuous feelings. Sweet as me, still smirking at the air, kissing at the photo. Memories not much, Miss many. The deposit is reserved, but the court is scattered, crazy for love. How many promises sprouted today and died tomorrow, so there is no need for promises. Emotion is just a kind of nature. Just like flowers bloom and fade, I understand. The stories he told were full of joy and sadness, which rendered the atmosphere of loving him. I just listened casually, and I was inevitably infected. A few days ago, I wrote a silly sentence that engraved your emotions in my heart, slowly grinding them into my feelings. Now I think it’s really silly. You are you, I am me, why imitate you? It has always been my most romantic, beautiful and profound encounter.

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Hello! Everyone says that teachers are like a beacon illuminating our way forward. But I think the teacher is like a hard gardener, cultivating flowers everywhere in the motherland. You have taught me Chinese for three years, and the lecture is very vivid. Every time you tell a text, it is like listening to a beautiful story. Every time you encourage me to speak. You correct your homework carefully. Every time you correct a composition, you will be very careful. Every wrong word or punctuation mark will help us correct it, especially the well-used sentences, the red wavy line shows our encouragement. Every comment is a praise to us. The comment at the end of the article points out our advantages and disadvantages. Thank you very much for your help in my study; Thank you for your meticulous guidance in my composition; Thank you for your careful explanation of the text, which makes me recite every text easily teacher Cao, my thousands of words, although I can’t finish it on a piece of paper, this piece of paper expresses my deep love for you. Ihavenotseenyouverymuch,Ireallythinkyouarealittlebit,Iwonderifyoubeen? Ireallywantyoutoteachusagain,ah,Ireallywantyouto!

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