The sky is white, and the ground is also white, 44 degrees north latitude, it is winter. I saw the sunshine flowing out of the corridor, and no one could step on the shoe print. At the corner of the second floor, a happy couple appeared. I saw white snow covering the path that nobody cared about, wrapped with small hills. In spring, a red roof will appear in my eyes. Watching the MV, moving melody and touching story of “because of being a woman”, I would rather believe that there will be some beauty in the world. If you like, you can be a beautiful person. After the winter of this season, the wild flowers and plants are fragrant, and people can be found. I have prepared some words for you. In the House by the sea, the waves pour into white flowers through the wooden windows. When you wake up, you are blown by the sea breeze. For a warmth, you are barefoot and unwilling to wake up the dawn. I also grow beard and smoke a cigarette. I thought of the speed of the windmill and the speed of the river being so slow, and I could even feel the time wading through my face slowly and far away. Snow is beautiful, and the snow falling from the sky is sacred. If I had a sense of beauty, it must be on a snowy night when I stood quietly under the street lamp. At that time, yellow light and heavy snow just fell at the same time.

Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era

The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them…

Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store”

Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing…

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…

Be a person who never stops growing up

Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,…

An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018)

January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,…

An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018)

January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

Posted in Ihbic