I am loyal fans of the cavalrymen, they often see them galloping all the way in tights, helmets and sunglasses. No matter on the country path or on the spacious road, I will have heartfelt envy. I also imagine the woman, like Spiderman, like Masked Warrior, no matter what kind of warrior, I think it seems that as long as the whole body is armed, the cat can walk like a swordsman on the seat. So today, I also tried to get along with my husband. I don’t have any professional equipment. I just wrap my head up with beautiful silk scarves and wear sunglasses. Looking in the mirror anytime and anywhere, I feel very stylish. When I set out, I wanted to ride a bike for fun, and by the way, I went to Yanjin County to see the old classmates I hadn’t seen for many years. At the moment on the road, I suddenly wanted to cross Yanjin and ride to Kaifeng’s hometown, which was 200 miles away. I want to ride leisurely, swing, slowly, listen to the music, not too tired, at most spend some time. And I have plenty of time. It’s good to ride to a place to live in the dark. Together with this thought, the flower in my heart seemed to bloom, and immediately I was full of energy. I was embarrassed to admit that even Vanity rose instantly. I, a weak woman and a slim lady, rode to Kaifeng hundreds of kilometers away. What perseverance and persistence I had. My heart, as if I had achieved my wish, couldn’t help being complacent. Leg under wind. But I didn’t expect to retreat so early. Although his mouth was still tough and his legs were still persistent, his heart was deflated first. The reason is not because I am tired, but because my leg hurts. I have never had any leg pain before when riding a bike, but today’s right leg knee has a much more pain from the faint pain just now, and the pain area is gradually expanding. I felt timid at first. How could my legs hurt? Was it the sequela of dancing injury that year? At that time, I was lame for a month. Don’t try to ride to Kaifeng for a while and then return tomorrow. The root of the disease is small, and it’s great to be disabled for life. The little drum in my heart was so loud that my legs slowed down obviously. Finally, I couldn’t help walking down and trying. It seemed that I didn’t feel much. Then continue. As long as I am not disabled, a little illness and disaster will not destroy the high morale in my heart. But why hasn’t it arrived in Yanjin County? The market in Guguzhai has been gone for a long time, but the shape of the trees along the road has not changed a little. Sometimes there are turns, but what happens after turning, it is not that endless trees flash by me, and flash again. God, what is a long road? A long road. I finally, I finally said that I would not go to Kaifeng, but to Yanjin to catch up with my classmates. But where is Yanjin, there is no hint that he wants to reach the destination at all. The more I rode, the weaker I was, and the more frustrated I was. My thigh couldn’t move my lower leg, and my thigh and lower leg were disjointed. They separated, and my left leg also joined the ranks of pain. Is it inevitable that my legs hurt during a long journey? I really want to sit on the ground and cry. My husband also saw my depression, knowing that I could not ride a tiger and was in a dilemma, so he took out the thick rope prepared in advance, tied a knot, hung one end on my car and one end on his car. I feel ashamed. Although I am not a heroine, I still want to pursue the fashionable title of female Man. But I had no choice but to have a hard journey. I couldn’t do it. We had to follow him on the road against our will. Don’t say it’s really energy-saving. I never thought that one car with another car could be done so easily. But it’s too dangerous. If I can’t control it well and get it along with the rope in front of me, I will definitely fall down. This great potential safety hazard made me very uneasy. In case that good man took a photo and sent it to the Internet, alas, the consequences! Look, I’m so tired that I have the mood to think about it. Forget it. I ‘d better be self-reliant. I ‘d rather be tired than dangerous. This is the main road for trucks to fly. After many hardships and tears, I finally arrived at the county where my classmate was located. But it is already lunch break. My classmates took us to the Wanshou Tower, the only historic site in Yanjin. This tower was built during Wanli’s reign, with a seven-story attic-style brick tower. Not open to the public, just look at the appearance of the tower, the shade of pine and cypress, the hexagonal eaves and the delicate carved lotus, which are indeed the color of brick, simple and restrained, and unremarkable, but the more such a thing is, the more it can withstand the baptism of wind and rain, and the longer it lasts. It stands quietly and unobtrusive, overlooking the changes of the world, and naturally has the character of calm and magnanimity. The temple where this tower is placed has an intriguing name Dajue Temple. The world is boundless. Outside the wall of Dajue Temple is the street of Red Men and green women. It is chaotic and bustling. The quiet temple is surrounded by noise. When the door is opened, it will be a crowd of people. Close the door and talk about Buddhism. This is given, what kind of enlightenment does it give to the world. The so-called “great thinking and great Enlightenment” could not be separated from the vulgar and vulgar in the world originally, but fell into it, which was a precious state. I this silently standing. It seems that I want to cleanse my mortal heart. But we didn’t dare to delay. We stopped and went for nearly five hours during the 80-mile journey. Seeing the sunset, the speed of coming, can’t it reach midnight? Besides, my legs are still fighting. It is really a question whether I can insist on riding back. I dare not think about it, but only walk with the bullet of head. It was relaxing at the beginning when I came, but the way back, from heart to leg to every part of the body, was heavy at the beginning. I have no confidence at all. I am afraid of this journey. For this psychological weakness, my return Road was doomed to be tragic. But this is not the case. It was just difficult at the beginning. Later I tried to pull his hand and let him walk with it. I felt like a flash of lightning, and it also seemed very romantic. Outsiders look like glue, in fact, it is completely out of physical tiredness. It hurts my waist. But no matter where the pain is, the pain is numb in the end. I don’t know after a long time, I can finally turn all the pain into numbness. At this time, I also entered my urban area. The sun had already fallen from my eyelids to the mountain. It was already dark, but I was not afraid of it. I felt more and more at home. After leaving the door, I realized that the home was so warm and rare. I spread it away, and ran to my home, running to the only one that belonged to me. The return trip takes only three hours. Finally back. I thought that my broken legs didn’t hurt at all, and the hardship on the road could not be reflected at home at all. But I left a shadow in my heart. I was a little timid about the word “Qi Qiran. I dare not imagine riding to Kaifeng any more. Riding 80 miles and going back and forth for 1.6 miles will become the limit of my life. Not dare to challenge.

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Looking at the thin curtain alone, it was somewhat desolate. Could the remote rising fireworks cross my thoughts to the distance and tell him my true feelings? I also knew that he had her beside him. The story begins and ends, and the ending is a little hurried. Time, can time flow me back to the past and start the old time again? I will live up to the time and let the girls in the story still smile like warm sun. Recently, my thoughts have been mixed up into broken chapters to compose gorgeous, broken and worn ones. I don’t dislike them either, because there are you in those incomplete stories. Lovesickness was addicted to bones, and finally I couldn’t help thinking about it. I started to write about lovesickness and melted those thoughts into this painting one by one, one by one, into words. Although there was not much weight, but it has been pressing on my heart without breathing. That lovesickness is as heavy as gold. After leaving, many beautiful stories have become the past, and no matter how deep the throb is, it has calmed down. The seemingly plain story engraved on my heart with a knife became a sharp weapon to hurt people. The story must have its original appearance to remind people of pity. qq.851892449

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Seeing bus No. 35 coming from a long distance, I hurried to get on the bus. The front seats were full, so I had to squeeze back. When I got to the back, I saw an empty seat next to a girl, there was a bag on the seat, and I wanted to sit there, but the girl said, “there is someone here. In this case, it’s all right. I just saw a vacant seat in the back. I went to sit down. At this time, the car arrived at another stop. Now several people came up. Everyone looked at the vacant seat, but the girl just said there was someone in the seat without looking up at people. One of them was estimated to be uncomfortable. The man held her and wanted to sit on the empty seat next to the girl, but the girl just sat still. At this time, the carriage was crowded with people, the seat next to the girl in the whole carriage was empty, with a bag on it. I sat at the end, and the corridor was full of people, that is, women who were not comfortable. I wanted to make the seat too crowded for her, so I couldn’t say anything about others, because I didn’t carry forward Lei Feng’s spirit of giving up his seat. But I always feel that the empty seat in the front is very abrupt, which makes everyone feel that there is no warmth of human feelings. I lowered my head and took out my mobile phone from my bag to read things on the web page. When I looked up, I saw my son who just sat in front of me was actually standing in the aisle, carrying a change of clothes bag in his hand. Looking at the seat my son just sat on, she was already sitting on the woman who didn’t look very comfortable, while the seat of that girl was still empty now. I am very pleased to see this scene: because my son has a kind heart. The car went to the next stop again, and a girl who crowded into the car naturally sat on the seat that had been empty. It turned out that this vacant seat was occupied by this girl. The two girls sat on the seat talking and laughing, completely ignoring the eyes of the people around them. Looking at these two girls and my son, I am still very proud. I don’t say how good my son’s grades or other aspects are, just say that he has such a kind heart, I am very pleased. I don’t think I taught him in vain. When I was young, I always asked him to give up his seat when I saw many people. He sat on me and we both sat in the same position. Gradually, when he had a seat, he would give his seat to the old and weak people whenever there were many people, and he would rather stand. My son always does more health work in the dormitory. I also said to him: it doesn’t matter if young people do more. My son is honest and honest, which is a good inheritance. Maybe in today’s society, honest and honest people will be bullied by others, but I still believe that saying is a blessing. I believe that a person’s quality is more important than anything else. If the result is better, but the thought is bad, such a person may be a scourge to others and society. Although it was just a seat and a small thing, I was proud of my son’s kind heart when I saw that his son had a heart of gold.

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