Riding a bicycle, facing the cold wind, I came to the temporary work unit. Because there was no pressure at work, I lived a relaxed and comfortable life day by day. Sitting in front of the desk and looking out of the window, the rising sun rose in the east, and the clouds dyed red in the sky poured the only heat all over the world, but people in the cold wind still could not feel its warmth, they are all wrapped tightly to travel. More than a dozen workers on the opposite construction site seemed to be iron men. They came to the construction site from in the morning and kept working and busy. Their hands were as rough as pine bark, their faces were purple with cold, their clothes were dirty, old and thin in order to support their families, they were working hard in every major work in this city, and they had reached the end of the year, the parents, wives and children of the family waited for them to go home. Although they were eager to return home, maybe they hadn’t received their salary yet. Maybe the boss forced them to bite their teeth when they were in time, on the day when the work was stopped, maybe they would return with their hard-earned money. I suddenly felt that I was so happy that I wouldn’t live as hard as them. Although I don’t have much money, I can have no worries about food and clothing; Although the house is not big, it is permeated with the melody of love; Although the work is insignificant, I write logs, read books, surf the internet and look out of the window in a warm office, chatting with my colleagues every time I took my daughter by the houses of these construction workers after work, I looked at them involuntarily and reminded my daughter: Look, these people are doing the most tiring work in this city, living in such a board room, eating food without oil and water, but they still talked and laughed, full of energy, because their children gave them strength, they shed blood and sweat like this, perhaps for their children not living as hard as themselves. My daughter said chilly: our teacher said that if we didn’t study, we would live as hard and pitiful as these uncles. Yes, knowledge can change fate, and fate should be controlled by oneself. These uncles didn’t study hard when they were young, but now they can only sell coolies. I don’t forget to teach my daughter a few words. My daughter watched an uncle eating a big steamed bun with a big mouth and a big mouth. How delicious they were, how could I eat such a steamed bun? It is very good for them to have such steamed buns. In fact, their bleeding and sweating make the city more and more beautiful, but they get very little. Life is unfair and reality is so cruel, those who work hard are different from those who work hard! What are you talking about? Bother! Bother! My daughter pushes me, go home quickly, my stomach is so hungry! I want to eat roast chicken, the roast chicken my dad bought smells good! I looked back at this group of people, raised my head and looked at the white sun in the sky, thinking: may the warm sun in winter shine more on this group of hard-working workers, and may the cold winter in the world not be cold any more! A few days ago, I saw a dog twitching painfully downstairs. I thought it was going to die. At night, it snowed heavily with goose feather. I thought of that dog, and its sad eyes seemed to appear in front of me. Maybe it could not last tonight. I said to my husband sadly: there was a dog downstairs, which seemed to have eaten poisonous food. It was so pitiful that the front legs were smoked one by one. Is it just a dog, is it worthy of your sympathy? The husband said impatiently. The next morning, after a rainy day, I went downstairs to buy breakfast. I met an aunt on the third floor who was holding a yellow pug with soft long hair and exquisite appearance, A cute look. I suddenly thought of that poor dog and said, “Yesterday, a dog might have been poisoned. Maybe that dog was not poisoned, I don’t know that vicious man broke his leg as if he had hurt his nerve. He kept twitching and cramming, including when he fell asleep. I think she was pitiful and sometimes fed him some food. The aunt said hurriedly. I sighed, and the painful appearance and helpless eyes of it lying there were always emerging in my mind. A few days later, I saw it again. It jumped on one foot and ate the steamed bread thrown by a child. It was so painful to eat, smoke, eat and smoke, it is better to die than to live! Animals, like human beings, have an instinct to survive, but instead of living so painfully, dying is actually a kind of relief. But it is surrounded by kind-hearted adults and children who give it food and let it live so painfully and live day by day driven by its survival instinct. People, for their own personal interests, always destroy animals and even occupy the living space of animals. Today, I read an article about rescuing gorillas. 97% of the DNA of gorillas is the same as that of human beings, and they are indeed the closest friends of human beings. However, with the disappearance of forests and the killing of people, the red gorillas are expected to be extinct by 2020. Maybe if people restrain their desires and have more sympathy, the world will be more harmonious and the tragedy of that puppy will not be staged again. The call of two lost lives after dinner, I suddenly heard the cry of a child coming out of the window. My heart became tight, for the two lost little lives. A few months ago, a chilling thing happened in a community in Nanjing: a girl over three years old and a baby over one year old starved to death in the house. Lying in bed, I imagined the fear of a three-year-old girl over and over again. Mom left. She and her sister were locked in the house. Her sister cried hard. She was afraid of knocking the locked door, but couldn’t open it. It was getting dark and she was hungry, my mother didn’t come back even though she was thirsty and scared. A three-year-old girl still needs the careful care of her parents, but she also needs to take care of her crying sister. The cry of her sister made her more scared and pitiful! Thinking of this, my heart aches so much that I can’t breathe! When their mother left home for the first time, she cried and bravely opened the door and ran out for help. They also helped them and gave them food and drink. Some aunts in the community took the keys to her house, and ran out for a few days when their mother was addicted to drugs and didn’t return, I also took care of two young lives for a few days. But when their mother comes home, she will be asked to go back. No one has entered their home any more. During this period, some people wanted to send them to orphanages, but they were rejected because of unqualified conditions. Therefore, the two young lives were locked up at home by the drug-taking mother and starved to death. In the years of extravagance and extravagance, eating and drinking, two young lives starved to death, which seemed to be a joke. But this did happen. It really smells bad when going out. There are starving bones in the house! Their parents are not to blame for the death of their children. How can a drug-taking mother pull two children alone when a man takes drugs and reeducation through labor? When her drug addiction broke out, she was even more irrational. A few days ago, the man was released and cried bitterly in the house where his daughter died, while the woman was also publicly tried. At the same time when the law investigates parents for their crimes, it also reflects on the society. Their parents are taking drugs, and their spirits have been controlled by drugs. How can they pull a young life? Why not let others adopt it? Why is the orphanage not adopted? Are the rules and regulations of some systems more important than life? Neighbors also heard the sound of slapping the door. From more than two o’clock in the afternoon to more than eleven o’clock in the evening, a three-year-old child even slapped the door for more than ten hours in order to survive. How strong it was! But no one answered, until our physical strength was exhausted, until we were dying, until we passed away, until the air dried, We urbanites lived in the building made of reinforced concrete. The door was not more than five steps away from each other, but there were also people who were too old, people live close to each other, but the heart is far away.

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2. In the sleeping continent at night, countless dirty secrets and twisted desires broke out from the wet ground. They threw the wet black touch to the sky, and after grasping, pull the Sky Curtain down hard. 3. Shakespeare said that time would pierce the beauty and exquisiteness of youth, carve parallel lines on the forehead of beauty, and nothing could escape the scyck he swept. 4. I was sitting in the living room crying. Although I didn’t cry out, I was almost choked to death by tears permeating into my nasal cavity halfway. 5. White light flows around, and the open streets that gradually become hot are like a black and white silent film. Infinite expansion of silence. 6. The heart is like a giant cannibal flower growing crazily from the ground. In a few seconds, its plump branches and leaves cover all the light. In the huge darkness, countless thorny vines twined and grabbed my throat. 7. I don’t like you because you have a treasure carriage since you were young, nor do I like you because of your LV bag, I don’t even like you because you gave me D G boots. Even if you don’t have any money, I also like you. 8. Love without material is just a cover of weakness. It is blown by the wind, even without the wind. Walking slowly for a few steps is a mess of sand. 9. You don’t know when life changes direction. You are dragged into the abyss by disappointment, dragged into the grave by disease, and completely trampled by setbacks. Before that, before the end of the world turns upside down, let me stay with you. 10. Dozens Of consecutive rainstorms. There is lightning and thunder every morning. Huge lightning and thunder, like hands with sharp long nails, tore everyone’s eardrum abruptly. Every explosive Thunder is like a heavy slap suddenly thrown in the dark. 11. This is the strongest syllable of tragedy that pervades the whole open world and the great sadness of the low violin. 12. If we are all children, we can stay in the same place of time, sit together and listen to those stories that never grow old while looking forward. 13. Our life is rotating day by day, the second hand, the minute hand and the hour hand. 14. Do you know that our life is like this, one after another, endless farce. 15. Melancholy youth, rebellious years, fermented into a bowl of green straw juice, poured into the heart. 16. Human beings are really a completely self-centered animal. 17. This is the strongest syllable of tragedy that pervades the whole open world. The great sadness of the low violin 18. The huge moon shines the desire evaporated during the day thoroughly. The silvery moonlight divided all the ugly things into Ivory White. 19. The huge yellow moon above the head evenly smeared the flowing light in the dark and dense woods. 20. But there is one thing that will not be harvested by him, that is our friendship. 21. How much I want to be with him. I want to be with you as before. 22. Our pain comes from love. But our happiness also comes from love. 23. Rotating, colorful material world. Equivalent Exchange, the cruelest and fairest cold world. 24. Endless tears mixed with the frustrated mood that could not be dispelled, flowing out of my body constantly. I feel like a huge reservoir beyond the water level. The whole body is full of tears. 25. My head is going to split, as if hearing ghostly sharp laughter from the deep of the black hole. 26. His dark hair covered the young idol’s face and his great disappointment to the world. 27. The light of sunset disappears quickly like being blown away by the wind, just like the beautiful years that can never go back. It feels like in the last play of an era. 28. If you overlook our university from the perspective of God or height, then you will see a wonderful chasing war between cats and rats. 29. If you can have the ability of night vision in the dark, then now, you will surely see Yuan Yi, who is full of anger and humiliation, gnashing his teeth in the dark. 30. If our life is full of another unknown possibility before, then within the scope of the university Wall, who will meet first in this Chase war, all can lead to completely different endings. It’s like someone throwing a bunch of steel balls in the turntable. Nobody knows who will be the final winner before the turntable stops.

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Grieving for death spreads from the bottom of my heart. I burn incense and pray for blessing. May the dead rest in peace forever. Past events rose from my mind one scene after another. A tall, magnificent, and romantic man fell from the world like this. His life was so pale and feeble!! I can’t believe it. I can’t accept it. Thousands of miles away, I burst into tears across thousands of mountains and rivers…. The road when I came was buried by the wind and dust all over the sky. The wind swept the soil atmosphere of my hometown, and there was a sigh of sadness… I have ever remembered that in May, when the rain was pouring down, May, when Plum and I had a good relationship, your smile burst into bloom, with suits and leather shoes. Seeing us walk into the Palace of Happiness, you talked freely with your fingers and forgot to bring your injured body. I. I said to myself, I will treat you well in this life. I will not have prejudice against you for my childhood memories any more. I hope you will recover soon. Seeing your car drifting away, I feel guilty… In addition, for the sake of misunderstanding between you and your sister, I tore up my family affection, stood on the same line with my mother, and hit you wantonly with my tongue, which made your liver and gall split… Can you hear your nephew’s confession as far away as heaven?? Can you feel that I am praying for you?? I can’t see you off… It is my eternal injury in this life… I heard the crying and lamenting from the sky… I know that you are already a holy God in my heart, an irresistible mind. The dead…. Rest…

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I haven’t written an article for more than a week. Now I am a little unfamiliar with writing. I would like to say that it is not because of the previous lack of words to record, nor because of the occasional inspiration. In fact, I think literature does not need to be reluctant for a person who loves it. Only when there is a spring of literary thoughts in his mind can he write some expressions of real voices in his heart. Only in this way can a moving chapter be created. Otherwise, those boring and superficial articles which are for the payment, or to cater to the happiness of editors and the needs of readers are very sad for this era. After all, words are the main information transmission body to record every process. Therefore, I am not willing to be tired of writing, nor to rack my brains to say something against my will. Because culture makes a person or a group civilized, but what nurtures it is the physical object given by nature. There are no people who say they don’t work, but only live in the world with the expression of word art. Maybe you saw some litterateurs write best sellers and get rich royalties. But what I want to say is that there is no precious process of living hard for survival, and it is impossible to write down the phenomenon of words that people like to see and hear. Or the empty words expressed only by fantasy or the knowledge read in the book cannot promote the development of human civilization. Because even though the latter’s works won a broad market for a while, he would be lashed by conscience soon. For such a person, I secretly thought that it was better for him to do business well. After all, it was absolutely not worthwhile to exchange his precious conscience for survival chips. I don’t think there is much difference between him and the disguised robbery. Therefore, I arrange my writing process according to the standard of unity of knowledge and action, which means that only when I want to write, can I write emotional chapters. Don’t think too much. Responsibility and mission require us to have the courage to shoulder our own responsibilities. In the past, I wrote some words regardless of the consequences. I think its fundamental starting point is good. Because of the precious things, it can show the true feelings, and the wild land is just shining.

I was tired of walking in the street just now. Only then did I feel that the pain of writing was insignificant. So the ripples of Wenquan immediately appeared in my mind. I think, how to write the text to write your own level and show your own charm? But there is still no good answer. But at this moment, when I tap the keyboard, I find what I need: read more, think more, observe more, understand more, write more, and then work hard to be a good sentence. — The first half is the summary of my years of writing experience, and the latter is the portrayal of my creation process. Actually after all, nothing is impossible to a willing mind. From the perspective of my personal life experience, I can say that I really don’t have a good writing talent. It is only because of my deep love and deep heart that I can take long-term actions, let me have a good way to describe all kinds of rights and wrongs in the world. Therefore, people say that composition has methods, but there is no definite method. This is not unreasonable. I am just a mold.

At this moment, I am neither flaunting skills nor blowing Thunder. I’m just saying that I am a person who is reckless. Because there are many interesting things to express in words on my list, I just have something in my heart, and I am lazy by nature, so I don’t want to express it to others. If the title of my article is the future of King, you can understand my intention.

This era is a sentimental year. And I still keep my true nature. I think it is not easy. Therefore, the future is not about myself or the approach of time, but an expression of my wild heart. It means that I will never be there, and you should not wait. Because I am six feet above your head, dominating justice and upholding justice. So, how can I do this. I believe that after reading my article, you will understand.

As for the King, who cares? I decide my article, don’t you understand?

Hope the future of the king, not the future of the King.

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Make a pot of light green tea, taste meaningful in tranquility, the world of mortals is like water. Everything is in leisure, such silence and indifference, enjoying the thick and light mind alone. After bitterness, it filters out fickleness, light and sweet, deposits deep thoughts, moistens my heart and lungs, and purifies my heart. At that moment, thinking about the past, it was distant and quiet, just like the past clouds. Life is the same. When it comes to the harvest season, there are ripples in my heart, which is a kind of happiness, such as drinking a cup of good tea; That is a kind of maturity, such as reading a good book; That is a kind of rationality, such as a good word and a good picture. I combed the messy thoughts, grazing the imprisoned soul, strolling in the tea atmosphere and enjoying endless fun. The heart is clear and transparent, and the taste is mellow and strong. Pick up the teacup, watch the fallen leaves falling by the window, read the tea leaves carefully, listen to the rain and beat the banana to smell the fragrance of the soil. The fragrance of tea permeated the lips and teeth, and stayed in my heart for a long time, Clear, shallow, bitter and astringent. Maybe everyone’s youth is like filtered tea. Because of the cycle of seasons, it is strong after being tempered, irreversible and unable to come back. Maybe in yesterday’s dream, I longed for the ideal of life, but it had already disappeared in my memory, and also lost my passion and desire. But as long as the Green Tea Sutra does not pass by, it still remains in the heart and gives off the fragrance. Maybe the dream of yesterday had woke up and accepted the fate calmly. As long as the green tea was soaked in boiling water, it would still be in the heart and release all the fragrance. Tell you and me affectionately that things in the world are stained with dust, and life doesn’t matter; There are troubles in the world, and we don’t look at success or failure, nor seek utility. You come from the dense jungle, tasting the spirit of Sichuan and River, with the fragrance of unique mountain and wild flowers, thus life has rich connotations. Despite the wind and rain, I also saw the rainbow, but I always enjoyed myself with joy. Your gentle and gentle tenderness has been polished into capable, and it is always a thick fragrance, It inspires people to march forward bravely. The green clothes seem to make people feel that their body and mind are purified to filter out fickleness, prosperity, indifference, tranquility and far-reaching.

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Unconsciously, it was the seventh weekend when I came to school, and I didn’t know how many times my family had appeared in dreams. Distance gives rise to the heart of missing home. Mom, I think you also remember the days when I left home like me, and you miss me as much as I miss you! I miss you. Every time I call home, I will express it to you naked, but I dare not listen to your reply. I am afraid that I can’t help crying, I am afraid that you will worry more about me… I still remember that you didn’t send me when I came. I kept looking back, hoping to see you. But no, I didn’t see it all the time. Until I got on the train, my father was the only one who couldn’t help reminding me. Did you feel my tears of disappointment at the moment the train started? Mom, you are so cruel ~ But Mom, I still miss you so much! In fact, there was one thing you didn’t know all the time. Dad told me that you went to see me off that day, but you were afraid of crying, so you hid secretly. I know that you love me very much, but you don’t want me to worry about you or increase the sadness of parting because of your crying. Ha ha ~ mom, I love you, thank you for your good intentions… Mom, everything goes well here except that my daughter is too homesick! So don’t worry about me! Here, I eat well, sleep well, play well, have a good mood, have a good health, and have a good interpersonal relationship …… in short, everything is fine. Are you good at home? Did you cry secretly at night? Did you have any conflicts with your father? Are you in good health? In fact, Mom, don’t worry about the trivial matters at home; You should have adapted to dad’s old problems for so many years. Don’t talk to him all the time; Keep up your health, let’s go shopping together when we get home ~ Mom, thank you for not responding every time. Your gentle sobs have made my ears uncomfortable. I can’t imagine your words, mom misses you! What will happen to me, so I still can’t hear it. Mom, I love you and miss you! But Mom, don’t miss me! Don’t miss me!!!

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Today, I thought of the four characters of ink rhyme and fragrance because I accidentally dropped ink from the tip of the pen and continued to paint. Therefore, I conceived the writing. Laughing and watching the swaying wind, drinking ink, drinking ink, and writing about the world of mortals. Ink drips from the tip of the pen, splashing waves on the paper, but rippling in my heart. Drawing the four gentlemen’s view, I smiled, this dirty paper into a painting, leads to a good section. Lift ink and drink yourself: drop ink without hurting yourself. It is true that everyone is drunk if he is not drunk, but he can be drunk if he is not drunk! On your side of black land, I don’t know how many literati were drunk. Because of your sighing, fighting with pen and gun, splashing ink at your desk in the midnight, drawing rivers and mountains. The ancients wrote and drank ink to sigh the autumn wind, and the tip of the pen was slightly relieved, which contained countless wonderful chapters; The beauty looked back at the light ink, and had a deep love. Sad and beautiful, all spread and grow in the ink. Now, it pops up from the fingertips, and the heart flowers pop up. In the quiet night, it blooms in the screen with the sound rhythm. I can’t help sighing: The finger keys fly between the ink screen and the mellow teeth leave a long smell. Mellow rhyme you sound well and stand, stand out your pride, show your charm, walk out of your natural and unrestrained, dance out your noble and clean. Isn’t it the charm of the four gentlemen? You are like Mei: cut the snow and cut the ice, clear the muscles and be proud, just like the lonely and lofty feelings of literati, surrounded by the white snow, pure and elegant, flowing out of the dust, thin shadow and dark fragrance. You are like Blue: Empty Valley Orchid, lonely and self-admiring like a gentle woman, plain but not vulgar, ordinary but not cheap, straight and elegant but simple, quiet and fragrant rich and pure. You are like a bamboo: Sifting the wind and making the moon, the high wind and strength are like the wise man’s posture, modesty, Ling Yun, elegant and refined. Clear in the outside, elegant in the heart. You are like a chrysanthemum: If you are on your own, you will be like an ambassador who can distinguish right from wrong. You will be proud of the frost in the wind, and you will be elegant and clean. In the chaos of the world of mortals, you can really express your beauty and nobility by being simple, Frank, and gentle! Fade out your freshness and elegance! It shows your essence and charm. Self-floating you motioned that since the west wind passed by, it reminded me of the delicate, soft, smooth moving and rich colors and flowing beauty. My heart floated with you: I saw the flying season when I walked across the mountains and seas, the jungle and streams; I saw the whispers of the swallow sweeping the willow forest; I saw the lotus pond swaying by the wind, I saw the beauty of butterfly dance flowers, the snowflakes flying all over the sky, and the memories, dreams, reality and home, floating into your heart and looking up at your various marvellous manes and the gentle charm, which makes people blurred, chasing and reverie the floating beauty. Stick ink, read rhyme, release yourself, walk with ink, enter the country and fly. Drunk incense you bring a touch of Zen, burning a column of incense, intoxicating. Drunk in your fragrance: light, shallow, secluded, quiet, beautiful, sweet moved to taste the vicissitudes of life. I closed my eyes and sucked lightly. I smelt the breath of love and the fragrance of soul, all of which perched here. Absorbed in the heavy color of the past ink drinkers, in the tranquil beauty of mellow charm, naturally floating in the touch, also leave a touch of incense, lay a plain note, here, you can drink alcohol and get drunk gently at your fingertips. The ink charm is fragrant and the aftertaste is long!

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On November 5th, 2013, the rising of the moon and the rising of the moon on Tuesday is the reincarnation of nature, which is the same day by day; The life of ancestors and grandchildren is the normal state of life, which can be seen every day; The happiness of ancestors and grandchildren is. Yesterday, Xiao Rongrong’s little uncle and aunt came, and she had another chance to show off. The sleepiness just faded away, and the smile was on my brows. There was a tacit understanding among relatives, which soon eliminated the strangeness, and the intimacy with them increased rapidly. We had a long period of communication, I used a set of babbling and laughing with my parents, grandparents and grandparents at ordinary times. Before leaving, my left hand was still making a gesture of goodbye, which made my little uncle and aunt happy. Xiao Rong has been two months and two days. Her parents, grandma and I have not taught her or taught her anything, such as expressions, movements and language, all of them were gradually explored by herself. We only serve, guide, appreciate and so on. Sometimes when adults talk, she uses um, ah, Oh, to pick up properly. Too many coincidences and spirituality surprise relatives. At this stage, she could only lie down without turning over. Her hands and feet were just dancing and pedaling. However, the closure of mouth and eyes can show facial expressions of different forms, or cry or laugh. The changes are only in a moment, and you can also grope for more sounds from your throat. It can be said that newborn is the most unfree time in life, the most incompetent and helpless time, and it is the time when adults need to give the most practical help and care and give freedom to the maximum extent. This is exactly what Tagore said, let my love surround you like sunshine, and give you glorious freedom. In the infancy of human beings, the time needed to be taken care of is much longer than that of any animal, which is just the critical period of brain development and the key reason why human beings can distinguish themselves from ordinary animals. Some experts say that zero to six months is the foundation of life development, which is the most precious period of growth. Good development and healthy body determine the length of life; and the spirit of pleasure and freedom is related to the convergence and sublimation of human genetic function, which is important and determines the height of life. Infants and young children are not a piece of white paper, but let us write and draw. They are just like newly unearthed saplings. They will take root day by day, giving out branches and leaves, and grow strong and tall. We can only take care of her carefully, give her bright sunshine, fresh air, sufficient water and nutrients with love, so as not to let dust and haze pollute her, and rain, snow and thunderstorms hurt her, insects, snakes, animals and evils destroyed her. We also need to let her have some exercise and not have too much greenhouse effect. Let her do more outdoor activities, bask in the sun and blow the wind, listen to the noisy sound of nature, swim and play with sand, increase endurance and adaptability, and don’t be scared when there is something blowing. Let her move and exercise in her own way, to improve and strengthen her own functions, to make the blood, breathing, absorption, digestion, excretion and other operating systems healthy and normal, to make vision, hearing, smell, taste, touch and sensation respond quickly and sensitively. It is very important to grasp the critical periods of young children’s growth. In fact, it is critical all the time and not careless at all. During the critical period of six months of growth, the foundation of life has been firmly laid, the nature has been fully released, the intelligence and dullness of Life qualifications and the lack of perfection of personality, the broadness and narrowness of thinking will have a profound impact. At the same time, it will leave a deep impression of its own characteristics. After writing “The flower buds blooming in a smile”, it was the first time to remember the growth trifles of a small face. I wrote it in a letter and understood it as I wanted, and spit out the heart of a person who had been a grandfather.

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An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018)

January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s…

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