You know: when I wake up from the wine tonight, I hold a handful of river water in my hand, crying up to the sky for you. Can you hear my call which has turned yellow for thousands of years? You know: I woke up with wine tonight, and I stepped on a flat orchid boat to find you. Tears poured on the mountains. The beauty of Song Dynasty, which was gradually widened in my clothes, could you see my white shirt which had been sewn and washed for thousands of years. Looking for you, I am holding a sword on the bank of Willow; Dreaming of you, I am swaying on the bank of Jiangnan river. The beauty of Song Dynasty that I am obsessed with, do you still remember the sufferings of you and me thousands of years ago? My gold list has not been titled, and you are in trouble in the brothel. I am drunk to write lyrics, and you sing songs affectionately. Every morning and evening, handle about white head. When you are drunk, bring your slender jade hands to laugh at the mountain of Qin Dynasty and the water of Han Dynasty; When you wake up, hold your soft body and enjoy it in Tang Shixie and song Shixuan. I really want to take this hug for thousands of years! Now, you are dying, leaving me in the world of mortals…… My song beauty, for thousands of years, how ruthless! Tenderness is like water, good time is like a dream…… The cold cicada is sad, and it is late for Changting……. Even though I have these thousands of styles, I would like to talk to someone more…… Even though I have these thousands of styles, I would like to talk to someone more……

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Boss, how many? In Pearl River Delta, when you step into a restaurant, you will hear the waiter greet you like this most of the time. Now I have been on a business trip for a long time, and gradually I get used to this name. I remembered that I went back to China for a business trip for the first time several years ago, and walked into a restaurant with a group of American colleagues after work. A row of big girls with tall figure and good face, dressed in bright red brocade cheongsam, crossed their hands in front and leaned forward slightly, shouting welcome in unison, which really scared me a lot. At that time, I stood there for a moment without knowing what to say. Suddenly, I subconsciously said that comrades had worked hard. Since then, I have fallen ill. Every time I go to a restaurant, I have to keep my waist up. Gao Hui said, “comrades have been working hard. At this time, it often causes girls to snicker. As time passes, American colleagues asked me curiously: what are they laughing? What are you talking about? I smiled and said, “nothing, the rules of the restaurant here, you must first ask: have you brought your wallet?, Answer: I have brought us dollars. Ha ha ha, the old ladies also laughed in chorus. Later, when I came to Shenzhen, I entered a restaurant alone. The lady at the door came up and asked: Boss, how many of them? I was stunned, looking back, I was the only one, so I asked in reply: what about me? Who’s the Boss? I was still confused until I sat down for a long time. Boss, why does she call me boss? I look at myself up and down. How can I be like a boss? I: wear a pair of glasses and a pullover round collar shirt with bare arms. There is neither gold watch nor Diamond. How did I become the boss? To be honest, I am hate the boss from the bottom of my heart. In my eyes, the image of the boss is a big round oily face, full of gold rings, a big belly under the open black suit, shaking down from the stairs of the restaurant, on one hand, a toothpick stick was dug in the mouth. How did I become the boss? The more I thought about it, the more angry I was. I was depressed for a long time. It was not until later that I realized that this was just a name, just like when I met people in Beijing in the past, I shouted: Master. This does not mean that this person is long or dressed like a master. After coming back to China, I gradually learned something. But it becomes more and more difficult to call people. Many times I wanted to ask for directions in the street, but I had to give up because I couldn’t find a suitable name. When I saw a young girl, I dared not to ask him, because I dared not to call her a lady. When I saw a big man, I dared not to go up. What did I call him? Master, it’s too earthy, sir? Less Sven. Boss? I was afraid of being thrown up by someone, so I had to bypass to find another person. There came a middle-aged woman over there. I was even more embarrassed. What was her name? Call others aunt? I heard that it was cursing. Call the female boss, call it aunt, I am at this age, cough, let’s find the next one. I really miss the friendly call in ancient times: Comrade

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He was discharged from hospital on Monday, although the operation lasted only 2 days. 3 PCs knife-edge pain or pain, can’t always played tall, no matter station sitting or lying down; Strength with or without, can’t gulp outgassing, whether air or weakness, for fear affects the wound pain, for fear of affecting the wound tearing and infection, this hot day really makes people have to be cautious. In fact, from the moment I woke up from the operating table and was pushed out of the operating room, it seemed that the whole person had collapsed, even the strength to open his eyes was gone. When I came back from the operating room to the ward, my consciousness recovered. I heard clearly that the patient beside me kept telling my daughter: wake up quickly when seeing your mother sleeping, don’t let her sleep, as long as she stays awake for 6 hours. Sleep, everyone knows what it means. I understand, even if I don’t understand it so much, because I have never heard of it before, and I have never experienced it. Maybe my daughter is the same as me. It is specious, no matter how understanding it is, I’m afraid of going to sleep. My daughter is afraid, so am I. I was afraid of going to sleep, not afraid of death, because I still had a mortgage and couldn’t go to sleep. My daughter wanted to study and needed my support, so I couldn’t go to sleep. I tried hard to restrain myself in the Valley of my soul, not letting myself sleep, trying hard to restrain myself, trying hard to restrain myself. My daughter stood by the bed and probably saw me closing my eyes. She pushed my shoulder gently and shouted gently: Hi, Mom. Under my daughter’s push, I opened my misty eyes again and glanced at my daughter, showing that I was not asleep. Such survived the 6 hours-and-death struggle, finally can determine, not sleep past the, also first more profound grateful daughter of gentle, calm, was not rash good temper, I think my daughter is much stronger and stronger than her mother. Physically, compared with the previous tough body, I really feel what is called collapse, and what is called the state of floating and longing for immortals. On Friday half past eight A.M. go into surgery half past ten under operating table, lasted not much, two hours. In this short two hours (compared with the long journey of life, it is really not long), I don’t know how my daughter spent her worry, panic and fear, I don’t feel anything, because of general anesthesia, I don’t feel anything from the upper operating table to the lower operating table. Zhang Hong, my classmate in high school, accompanied my daughter in the operation. She is a beautiful woman, a happy woman as well as a warm-hearted woman. Zhang Hong was my classmate in high school, but since I graduated from high school, I have been separated for more than twenty years and have never been in touch with each other. After getting sick this time, I heard that her husband was a professor of a medical university and a famous surgeon, so he asked her phone number and called her for help. Although he felt very abrupt, he was in urgent need of treatment because of illness, I couldn’t find another way out, so I had to bite my head and have a thick skin. Unexpectedly, Zhang Hong answered to help after hearing my phone call, contacted the hospital for me, and drove a car to pick me up to the hospital. I always felt abrupt in my heart, so I couldn’t help saying to her in the car: I will call you if I have something to do. I haven’t called you before. What’s the matter? Say these words! Zhang Hong continued until I finished my words. I didn’t say anything. Zhang Hong’s words were very brief and simple. However, I was very moved. It was better to be a classmate! I remember that I always listened to TV and newspaper reports about the evil thing that my classmates killed. I really felt incredible and couldn’t believe it. It’s all about classmates, why is the difference so big! Therefore, I suddenly felt Zhang Hong’s greatness and cuteness, amiable and respectable, and felt infinite gratitude. At the same time, I didn’t understand: what happened to the children now? I returned home at about 2 pm on Monday. My home was very quiet, but I felt very safe after all when I went home. My daughter who had been accompanying me put down her luggage, arranged me to sit on the sofa to have a rest, and quickly cleaned up the bed. After walking for a few days, there was dust everywhere in the house. My daughter wiped the bed with wet parcels first and then dry parcels twice. When my daughter finished the arrangement, I felt a little overwhelmed and immediately went to bed to lie down and rest. My daughter settled me down and went to the kitchen to cook, because, It’s been over 2 PM since I got home in the morning. I haven’t eaten anything and didn’t come to drink cold water. Zhang Hong got a taxi for me early in the morning and stopped at the downstairs of the inpatient department of the hospital. In order not to make the taxi master wait too long and be dissatisfied, he hurried to get on the bus after completing the discharge procedure. It should be said that this was the first time that my daughter cooked independently, and no one helped her. She was physically unwell and spiritually weak, and she didn’t care whether she cooked well or not and what the taste was. In less than an hour, my daughter cooked rice, boiled corn porridge, fried a plate of potato shreds and a plate of bitter gourd fried eggs. Although the corn porridge was a little thick, I felt happy and pleased in my heart. I felt that I was no longer afraid of being helpless in the future, and I was no longer afraid of getting sick in the future, because I had a daughter. Seeing my hope for the future, I felt relieved and safe in my heart. Although her daughter is still young at present and her shoulders are still immature, she gives her mother a harbor of soul, which is where the happiness of being a mother lies. Because I am too hungry, I am in a hurry to eat. My daughter kept reminding me: eat slowly, and eat slowly. I also know that after the operation, I didn’t digest well, so I began to eat again. I should eat slowly, and I should chew slowly. But I am just an artillary, and I am used to doing things vigorously, it is really difficult to slow down, so try to slow down and chew slowly. Half a bowl of porridge with delicious dishes, my stomach gradually became more comfortable and seemed to be more spirited. I wanted to eat more, but I was worried that it would cause abdominal distention if I was too much. My daughter said when she saw that I still wanted to eat, “you should eat less and eat more, I understood my daughter’s words, so I had to put down the bowl quickly. Although I haven’t overdosed yet, soon, I really felt bloated. I felt distressed all the time. I didn’t dare to eat dinner until I woke up the next day, I feel no longer bloating. When I got home, my daughter said that I should have a good meal. I know that my daughter hopes her mother will recover as soon as possible, and I really hope her mother will recover as soon as possible. She opened the refrigerator, which was empty and tight, with no storage at all, with a full face of disappointment. However, she worried that her mother’s bad mood would affect her recovery after the operation, as if nothing had happened, closed the refrigerator conveniently. I could see the change of my daughter’s mind and mood, so I said: tomorrow is Tuesday, on the spot, tomorrow we will go to the vegetable market together to buy a black chicken and stew it with Tian Qi, it is said that stew of black chicken Tianqi is good for healing wounds, and the weather changes in the future, the wounds will not hurt or hurt. Tuesday is the day on the spot here. Although we are a small town with a wide range of vegetables that should not be seasonal, and because it is a mountainous area, domestic birds are also quite abundant, especially the meat pigeons raised by nearby farmers are large and fat, which are sold in the vegetable market on the spot. The price is cheap, only 30 yuan each.

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Eastern Hebei mainly includes Tangshan, Hebei, Qinhuangdao, counties in northern Langfang, Ninghe, Baodi and Jixian in northern Tianjin, Tongzhou, Shunyi, Pinggu and Miyun in counties in eastern Beijing, the main body is all counties and districts in Tangshan city. Eastern Hebei is a very unique region, and its most prominent feature is interlacing. In history, it used to be the transition of Central Plains and the Great Wall, as well as the transition from North China to Northeast China, the transition from mountainous areas to Plains, and the crossing of mountains and seas. Nowadays, it has become the interlaced area of Beijing, Tianjin and Tang Dynasties. Politics, economy and culture are all integrated with each other, but there are also differences. The mountains and rivers and the scenery here are unique. In terms of culture, Jidong culture is profound, unique and has a long influence, which can find the intersection in different administrative regions nowadays. Jidong Township memory (I) mother river Jidong is located in warm temperate zone with four distinct seasons and abundant rainfall. Nowadays, due to the large population and dense industry, Jidong has become one of the most serious water shortage areas in the country. However, there are not many rivers flowing through, hundreds of which are large and small, and the larger ones are the return River, Ji Canal, Qing river, etc. In ancient times, cities were built by Rivers. Rivers nurtured human beings and civilization. All the four ancient civilizations we know are related to a big river, which are called Mother River. The mother river in eastern Hebei is undoubtedly Luan River. Luanhe River, known as moist water in ancient times, originates from the northern foot of Bayan gultu Mountain in Zhangjiakou city and flows north into Inner Mongolia autonomous region. This section is called Lightning River. Later, he made a sharp turn to the southeast and entered the northeast of Hebei province. He kept flowing into Bohai Sea to the southeast, with a total length of 885 kilometers. Li Daoyuan once mentioned in “Notes on the classic of water” that he was moistening water. The Luanhe River actually flows through the east of Hebei is only over 300 kilometers, but in the east of Hebei, it winds back and wandered into the sea, bringing fertile land and abundant water resources to the east of Hebei, and even breeds the profound culture of the East of Hebei. In the north of Tangshan city, there is a place called Panjiakou, which is the beginning of Luanhe River in eastern Hebei. This place is also the boundary of guansai in history, where the famous Great Wall spans the mountains. The Luanhe River here passes through the canyon. The water flows fast and is as clear as Jade. Small villages are scattered at the foot of the mountain on both sides of the river. Most of the houses in the small village are spire tile houses, which are made of stone and built on the hillside. Some of them live in clusters, and some of them occupy a corner. Around the 1990 s, we took a boat up the river with the aim of Panjiakou, which was already a reservoir. We took a medium-sized cruise ship, because we had been sailing in the reservoir area (this is a river reservoir). The water looked deep, but it was relatively calm. The green water floated snow-white water on both sides of the ship, we sat firmly on the bow of the boat and traveled around the green mountains on both sides of the river. It seemed that in the boat, the mountains on both sides were verdant, and there was an obvious boundary half a meter above the water surface, There were white and brown rocks off the line. The Boatman said that this was the water level line during the flood period a few days ago. It seemed that the river was quite rich. After walking for about an hour, we leaned on the shore. This was the northern end of the reservoir, which could be regarded as the junction with the river. We stepped on the cobblestones all over the ground, with white spray splashing beside us, which was quite magnificent. Soon we turned around a small mountain and saw a small village, which is exactly the place we are looking for today. In fact, there are only a dozen high and low houses in the village, which are typical stone tile houses here. I don’t know how many cobblestones are used around the house to form a courtyard, where green trees interlaced. After a while, a big yellow dog ran out of a yard with two people standing behind. This is also the only two people in this village that we are going to find a couple today. It turned out that this village was moved several years ago because of the reservoir construction. In other counties hundreds of miles away, this couple of 40-year-old couples couldn’t get away from their homeland and ran back again, so I planted a few rows of millet behind the house, raised a pig, went fishing in the river at ordinary times, and could also lay down the chestnut on the tree to sell after autumn. Speaking of going out, they were a little silent. They had to hold the boat for three hours. Some things needed to be bought. The children also went to school with relatives, so they had to go out. But speaking of life here, The couple smiled happily. It’s good in the mountains and by the river. They gave us this year’s chestnut, walnut, pickled meat made by themselves, tofu made by themselves, corn and red pepper hanging on the eaves, beans and millet in front of the House, colorful, picturesque. It was just that the sound was so loud at night when the water was rising. It would be better if they didn’t move the village. The old man told stories, the man picked yam and the woman weaved fish nets. However, they were talking with strong mountain accent. Pan Jiakou was so quiet and leisurely that he would not go further. Luanzhou is another scene. Luanzhou is also called ancient Luanzhou, because it is the cultural source of the whole eastern Hebei. Although it is now prosperous, its breath is still constant. When you come to the ancient town, you can first feel the bustle here. The streets and streets of the town are scattered for more than ten miles. The houses are mainly made of green bricks, and the roofs are not spire. There is a local saying of Beijing Pingzhi. But there are mostly two bluestone at the door, which are called zhenmen stone. The town is two miles away from the river. It has a long history and developed industry and commerce. There are hundreds of years old shops, restaurants and a general’s mansion which is said to have lived in the generals of Ming Dynasty. Every festival, there used to be a song, that is, Pingxi, and there were shadow puppets and drum books. The river here is very quiet, and the river channel becomes wider. In this year, the river water is less and less. Most of the broad riverbed was planted with poplar. There is an open space in the forest. In the morning, old people will take diabolo and fans to exercise. When the sun rises, the smoke of kitchen smoke rises from the Cross Houses. Soon, the street becomes lively. There are many early stalls on both sides of the street, including pancake fruit, soybean milk, fried cakes and everything, some people began to sell local agricultural products. Peanuts are the most common. Because the land here is sandy and suitable for the growth of peanuts, the peanuts here are also very delicious, with full seeds, crisp and sweet. In a river beside the town, there is a railway bridge which has been in disrepair for a long time. It was designed and built by Zhan Tianyou at that time and is also the oldest railway bridge in China. Although it is too narrow, it has been replaced by the new bridge nearby, but it was well preserved and became a new witness of the ancient Luanzhou. Today’s small town is still quiet, but the low bungalows and buildings are intermingled from time to time. One after another green and black asphalt roads lead to the Riverside. The ancient city of Luanzhou has become a well-known place for leisure and entertainment, outsiders like to ride on the unique donkey cart in Luanzhou most. In the bumping all the way, in the sound of bells, through the streets and lanes, they can feel the simplicity and reality. When the lights are on, the Luanhe River is gurgling slowly, the Red Lantern shines on half of the river, and the warm music flows with the river. Go down along the river and keep walking until the end is the Bohai Sea. Here is the famous estuary of Luanhe River. The estuary is wide with white sand stretching. The two sides are smooth and fertile land. When summer comes, there will be Red Sorghum, fragrance of rice and flowers, and beautiful scenery in desperation. The villages here are gradually rare. Wherever you see the lush trees, it must be a small village. When you approach it, you cannot see its appearance, because the whole village will be surrounded by dense reeds, there is a lot of water here, and the river forks are horizontal and horizontal. Where there is water, there will be reeds, where there are reeds, where there will be birds, where there will be fish and shrimps. This is the real land of fish and rice. There are endless rice planted near the village. After a few miles, you can go out to sea to fish. All the villagers here have good water quality. Every family has a small wooden boat. When the tide drops, they drive up the boat and put down their homemade leather raft (abandoned tires), throw a very unique hanging (a kind of fishing net), and after a while, you can net up and harvest, barracuda, Big Head fish, just like sticking on the net, jumping desperately, and finally can’t escape, by fishermen off. This is a paradise for delicious food. You don’t need to put much oil when cooking fish in a big pot. The taste will be so fresh that it will kill you. In the dead of night, the beautiful coastal area of eastern Hebei seemed to have no rest. The waves kissed the wooden boat gently and shook rhythmically. The fishermen who returned from the sea were sleeping soundly in the small cabin mixed with kerosene and fishy smell. Not far away, the light in the small village that I occasionally saw was weak, where there were peasant women waiting for men to go home. The beautiful Luan River has been flowing quietly for thousands of years. With her silence and tolerance, it breeds plains, trees, fields, even the sea, and thousands of people, weaving a simple and vivid, A vibrant dream.

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