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

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In the afternoon at the end of February, sitting on the bus, there was a clean and broad road ahead. Two rows of yellow leaves of French Wood Indus beside Wenzhi Street were bathed in the broad sunshine, and the days were leisurely, lazy and beautiful, stealing leisure in the busy city reminds people of the dusk in the sunset. When the car stopped at one stop, several delicate faces came into view, exuding youthful vigor and sweetness, and reflecting the road in the sunshine ahead, the city was not without beauty, just as the usual busy streets also have Leisure beauty inadvertently, the road is clear, looking forward to the socks, flowing back. It is not that youth has never been here, but that it has no consciousness when it is flourishing, and it just misses it. You once told me that the starry sky is very beautiful. The starry sky in summer night is dotted with thousands of stars like snow on the Treetop. The Wind in summer night blows from all directions, refreshing and refreshing. There are occasionally two frogs ringing in the endless rice fields, you asked me to return from the road under the starry sky. I looked at my muddy legs. I didn’t go back alone until the stars sank into the Milky Way. I missed the stars all over the sky and you under the starry sky. You once asked me to enjoy the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, saying that you would prepare a few glasses of red wine and some moon cakes. You asked your two sisters to watch the moon and read poems together on the open-air platform on the top floor, and I was so tired of, the red wine is so sweet that I didn’t come to your house for sleeping. After the clock was turned, I began to get up in clothes, watching the moonlight like silver, thousands of households, the moon coming out of the moon, the Jiao people, the bright moon, thousands of miles, one person’s own reward. Miss your appreciation and excitement. You are on the opposite side of the road. If the grass is slightly exposed and the fiber is like willows, I can only see you passing across the road, and it is too late for the long life to have a crossing of electric light and Firestone, I expect you, but I have to miss it. Life once gave me sunshine, bright starry sky and bright moonlight, but I stayed at the moment when I once paid attention to you, missed the stars and the moon, and had nowhere to trace you. I wasted my youth and was always walking in the corner outside the beautiful scenery. I missed the bustle and harmony of my friends just because I couldn’t walk out of your beauty. If we had never met, I could not find the meaning of life. We have met and I have no life. You are my sun, moon and stars, spring flowers and autumn reality, and all of my life and life, It is a pity that fate is doomed to miss and cannot meet.

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