The New Year’s Eve 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…

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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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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…

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The soft light gently covered the White Paper. I lifted the pen and stared at the paper under it, but I couldn’t do it for a long time. Hesitating, hesitating, because I don’t know what to leave on this paper. I can’t stain this piece of paper, just like a knight shouldn’t kiss a princess’s hand casually. The mosquito flew back at my hesitantly hand. Sometimes, the dragonfly gently kissed on my hand like a little water, and ran away as if the child who had done something wrong was afraid of the reprimanding of his parents. Mosquito, mosquito, what are you hesitating about? The night wind blew away the paper on the desk, so pieces of brilliance flew in the air, dazzling people. I stood up, closed the window, refused the call of the wind, and locked the night outside. But the night was so persistent, rushing into the room, enveloping the light just now. The darkness raged and the shop came. The power went out? All right, go out for a walk. I pushed open the door and walked into the yard. The stars all over the sky, with a hint of Moon, spread on the deserted Earth. The tree shadow is mottled, reflecting with the Stars and the moon. Everything is still so beautiful. But what is missing, what? In this season without wind, everything seems a little monotonous, which makes people want to cry. Without the wind, the stars are dead, the moon is dead, and the flowers, plants and trees cannot live even more. The light cast by the moon and stars in the quiet night is like a pool of stagnant water. The shadow of the tree is no longer dancing, just like the low breath of dancers with broken legs. This night needs a wind, but where is the wind? I looked up and saw the clouds standing there blankly, between the stars and the moon. The cloud lost its vitality, because the wind no longer held his hand and danced with the Stars. I lowered my head and looked at the shadow of the tree, the light of stars and moon. They were also looking at me quietly, with dull eyes and lost their vitality. In this season where wind is needed, the wind does not come. Maybe he had already died, and I strangled him in the room when he blew away the paper on the desk. I stood in this night which needed wind, watching the dull night losing my immature life. This night, the wind did not come. I stood quietly in the yard. I want to cry.

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…

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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…

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There is no sound in autumn, walking out of the humid and hot summer, intoxicated by the distant sky and the light clouds, stopping and looking at the colorful autumn, it really stands shoulder to shoulder. Although people are more impatient in their hearts, the pace of autumn is still constant, but once the smell of autumn spreads, there will be more incomparable meanings. The ancients said: one leaf falls and knows the autumn of the world. It seems that the fallen leaves are flying, which is destined to be the unique and touching classic picture of autumn. It seems that we have to wait until late autumn to encounter such a picture. Autumn gives people almost the same impression, but in the south, north, east and west, every region has its own characteristics in autumn, and the nodes of time seem to be different. Who is called the east and west, crossing the North and South, such a long road, autumn can only be reached step by step. Time goes on and on tirelessly. Autumn gets deeper day by day. The temperature is getting colder and colder day by day. The leaves on the tree also change color day by day, orange, yellow, purple and crimson, chu Zhe Dan red, colorful and miscellaneous, very good. One day, it seems to be very casual. Looking around, all kinds of colors in autumn are changing endlessly. When a gust of wind comes, a new color can be changed, and it is good to mix and dye, whether it is mixed or not, it is the natural reality in front of us. There is no doubt that the accurate expression can not be found at that time. In this way, autumn changes and ups and downs around the world, and draws the outline of thousands of mottled colors. Every year, autumn is surrounded by the world in this way. You can’t help thinking, sighing or even thinking lightly, sense thousands! Although autumn in the south of the Yangtze River is always walking slowly, the breath of Autumn always infects everyone. It can even be said that autumn is in everyone’s heart, between the thoughts of the world, whether it is harvest, mature, full of profits and losses, colorful, autumn, there will always be endless excitement, endless hope, everyone’s eyes, heart, there is an autumn that belongs to oneself and can hardly be replaced. The autumn wind is getting colder, the solar term is getting deeper, and leaves are making changes in life unconsciously. Life itself has a certain color, but it is often ignored by the world. The autumn wind blows, the Autumn Dew is full, the autumn light is long, a tree leaves, feel the seasonal changes, feel the time delay, or red or yellow, fade away the original green, even the last journey, there must be a dazzling moment! This kind of feeling is easy to remind people of the autumn engraved in their hearts. It should be the weather of September and October in the lunar calendar. The temperature was slightly cool and no frost was found. The leaves on the mountains seemed to change completely different colors in three to five days. Yellow, yellow, red, bright, and mixed with some emerald green, it is completely a picture of autumn which is hard to describe. The eye-catching color always brings more unspeakable surprises. Yellow is not pure yellow, the shades and shades are different, and the red color is not even red and bright, and the thick and light are uneven, plus the green dyed with autumn light, the ease and heaviness are very different, every kind of luster shown will not be the same. Even if it is subtle, it is also Ingenious. It can be said that the colors are mixed, reflecting each other, and purple, orange and yellow are various. Even with Pan, also-like endless mountain autumn, Ridge scenery. Autumn should be everyone’s autumn, but there is no doubt that autumn is definitely everyone’s autumn. Although autumn light is graceful and elegant, I believe everyone will have more feelings, or in other words, the respective interpretations of autumn, sorrow and joy, are numerous, but no matter how to interpret, how to write, how to describe, the real and natural autumn is always exposed in front of the world, never stick to everyone’s reading. The alternation of spring and autumn is the everlasting rule of nature. Therefore, with the germination of spring, the decline of autumn must be indispensable. One year old and one year old, it becomes a classic sign of life of a tree leaf. Although the tender green of spring will turn into colorful autumn, and the tension of spring will gradually converge in the autumn breeze, we cannot doubt the temperature and inner power of life, even if it is withered into mud, can’t the mottled colors at this moment be seen as the blooming of life in the end? When the leaves are red and the leaves are yellow, in addition to the silent flowing time and the ever-changing seasonal changes, there are also many implications, which are worth tasting and leaving people a sigh of emotion, not only about life, about time, about experience and persistence.

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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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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…

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Please let me light a cigarette for you. The smoke you spit is circling around me. Accompany me to read beautiful articles; Accompany me to sue my heart; Accompany me to listen to a song we like to listen to; Accompany me to sleep slowly. You took a deep breath in your nasal cavity and melted into your heart, which was your deep yearning for me. I know you can’t express this feeling. Because you are thinking about my existence; Thinking about my dynamic; Thinking about my every minute; Caring about my feelings. Write my name on the cigarette and suck it into your lungs. Let you keep the nearest distance between me and your heart. Even if you break contact with me in the next life, you will still remember me. Even if you and I have no grudge in the next life, I can still find you! All I can do for you is to light a cigarette for you! Because you and I both feel each other in the smoke and care about each other! You said that when you miss me, you will smoke a cigarette and Smoke Me in your heart! You have said that you are full of me in your heart, and cherish me in your heart! I want to light a cigarette for you!

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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…

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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…

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