The Stone Lake in Yuexi has mountains and rivers, and the scenery of mountains and lakes complement each other. Jiangsu Foreign Language School, not far from Shihu, naturally also infiltrated the landscape culture of shihu. In early May, the debate contest of Shi Hu Lun Jian, the first year of senior high school in Jiangsu Foreign Language School, came to an end successfully. A group of students won the title of excellent debater, and the school awarded medals and certificates. All the students who participated in the competition got. For the first year of senior high school students, this is an unimaginable challenge and a rare opportunity to exercise. After entering senior high school, the book knowledge and social knowledge I have been exposed to are far different from those in junior high school. Whether in life or study, it is required to be independent, every student should consciously cultivate his or her ability to deal with things. He or she can no longer be counted on everything in junior high school. Apart from things in life, the ability of independent learning is required to be stronger and more important only in learning, and the scope of knowledge is becoming wider and wider. Entering senior high school, we should not only be limited to book knowledge, but also learn from one another and get through a comprehensive study, which is what people who have deep understanding say, we should be able to read books instead of dead Books. It is not as easy as taking it for granted. The usual exercise, cultivation, guidance and inspection are particularly important. There is not only a gradual process, but also a flexible and changeable method. The debate contest of Shi Hu Lun Jian in the first year of senior high school this time was a good activity which was exquisite but novel. Taking the class as a unit not only enhances the students’ sense of collective honor and class cohesion, but also fully displays the students’ personal ability and elegant demeanour. More importantly, it can generate a centripetal force, every student participating in the competition will go all out for the honor of the class, and other students will also give advice. The only purpose is to hope that the team in their class can pass the pass and win the honor for their class. As a parent, I really felt the tense and exciting sword discussion in shihu. The young daughter was in class 3 of senior one, and the poster of the Defense contest held by the school was in the hands of her and other classmates. According to her statement, she is an absolute creator and I believe she will not exaggerate her contribution. In this respect, she has a little talent. When she was in primary school, the painting competition has won the national bronze medal several times. I just entered junior high school and had more subjects. I didn’t have enough time to allocate. I had to cut my love temporarily, but my interest was still there. I witnessed the posters with my own eyes. They were watercolor paintings, and there were rows of microphones standing in their big mouths one by one. The Red Lips, white teeth and black delicate microphone form a sharp contrast, as if there were sonorous and forceful words transmitted from the microphone. As long as you see this painting, you will obviously feel that although the debate has not begun, the atmosphere has already been strong. Who is the final winner, you just need to wait and see. My daughter was also the second debater of the team in their class. When discussing with her sister, her sister told her that she would quarrel when she was the second debater, because the eldest daughter took part in the TV Defense contest of Sun Tzu’s Art of War on both sides of the Taiwan Strait in college, their school won the first prize. After listening to her sister’s words, her little daughter prepared materials very carefully, and discussed some aspects with me seriously. In the preliminary match, her class was promoted smoothly, and her youngest daughter won the title of best debater; In the semi-final, although her class was reluctant to lose and failed to reach the final, her performance was remarkable and she won the honor of best debater again. The youngest daughter said that her goal was to squeeze into the final, but the overall result was still slightly inferior to that of her opponent. My daughter said, respect the opponent, admit the gap, be prepared, and fight next time! When the stone Lake sword came to an end, the school honored the students who performed well in this activity. The youngest daughter won the best debater, the best design award and the Golden Bull Medal, which was both encouragement and encouragement! Open thinking and diversified education have indeed built a platform for students’ all-round development. Which parent does not want his children to have a good development? My daughter’s science is relatively weak. I sincerely hope that she can aim at the target, make up for the lack and make up for the difference, and develop in a balanced way as much as possible. Only by doing these can she be handy and more confident in the college entrance examination. I believe she will continue and carry forward the spirit of Shi Hu’s discussion on swords!

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In normal days, because I am very busy, I have to show the pictures to the students, change the pictures and take orders every day. No time flightsof fancy. But once you calm down, you don’t know how to live. A client came in the morning, showed him the layout of HJasFELIXHOTEL restaurant, exchanged opinions with him, and typed a drawing to him, then nothing happened. At noon, student Ahyj bought me a bowl of Master Kang instant noodles and ate them for me. I asked Ahyj when I didn’t want to eat noodles. Where is your boyfriend? Unexpectedly, as soon as my words were spoken out, Ahyj said, “stop talking. I will cry as soon as you say it. As a result, she still couldn’t hold back her tears, and she couldn’t stop her crying out. It’s really not the worst, only worse. I accidentally touched the pain of others. I feel that I am really doing evil. But at this moment, Golipy opened the door and came in, looking at me strangely, as if I had done something sorry to others. I ignored her and went to my own room alone, closed the door, lay on the bed, put on headphones, and then entered my “past and present” hypnosis program, I always want to enter my previous life to see what my previous life was. However, I have tried this program for more than ten times, and I have never felt my previous life again. Every time I fell asleep unconsciously. I was dreaming and was awakened by a phone call. After getting up and having a look, the students had already finished their work and went home to get together with their families. Leaving me alone, the empty house, the clear and clear world, a sense of loneliness came to my face, permeated the whole space and filled my heart. I quickly closed the door and closed the window. I turned on the air conditioner and made a pot of coffee myself. I wanted to calm myself down, but I couldn’t calm down. So I sorted out my diary of last month and posted it on an independent blog. I have never been so lonely and unbearable. Several years ago, it seemed to be a dream. I also had a happy life, a happy life, a passing love, and a lost life, but I have never been lonely now. I can’t find anyone to tell my own mind, so I can only talk to myself in the diary and tell myself. In this world, I can’t even find a person and place to cry out of my heart. I often want to cry, but no one listens to me. I often want to have a serious illness, but I am in good health and have no cold at all. I often want to die, but my responsibility has not been fulfilled. I can’t get rid of it even if I have parents and children. At dusk, I went to BRIDGECoffeeBAR alone, ordered dinner and coffee, found a quiet corner, sat down and prepared to finish the mid-autumn night alone. A mouse was in the hollow pillar beside me. Learning how to crawl was my companion. At this time, I ordered a pot of coffee alone in BRIDGECoffeeBAR, but there were two sets of cups. I was the only one to drink, and I couldn’t find the feeling of withered wood Fengchun. In this reunion day, at this reunion moment, the annual Mid-Autumn Festival, I only have one person, slowly tasting the fragrance of coffee, and no one shares it. At this time, I remembered Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi again. Yu Boya has never gone for nothing in her whole life. But in this world, how many people are lucky to have Yu Boya! Although Van Gogh was down and out, there was a Theo who could appreciate him, support him as always and understand him. For Theo, any word of Van Gogh was precious; Any painting manuscript of Van Gogh, are important. Therefore, Dior and his wife collected every letter and draft of Van Gogh. After Van Gogh passed away, Theo also passed away a month later, leaving his last words, to be buried with his elder brother and to plant sunflowers around their graves. Van Gogh and Dior’s joint tomb became the most beautiful tomb in the world. However, the legacy of Theo was moved by the friendship of their brothers. He summarized Van Gogh’s paintings and letters and held an exhibition for him, let people know that there is a lonely soul like Van Gogh in the world, singing songs in his heart. What a beautiful story! But I came to this world alone. Why does God always make me lonely? At this time, I suddenly heard that the mouse was still climbing steadily inside the pillar. At this time, my friend sent me a text message, so I sent him a text message: On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, I listened to music alone in BRIDGECoffeeBAR. One pot of coffee and two sets of cups. Beside my seat, there is a pillar and a mouse inside. It has been two hours since I crawled. It seems that at this moment, there is still more lonely than me, more lonely and helpless living creatures! I am thinking about life, and the mouse is in a hurry to come out and want to be with me. The fragrant coffee, the light music, the mouse inside the pillar and the me outside the pillar taste their loneliness and loneliness respectively. This mid-autumn festival is also worth recalling! I knocked on the hollow column and said to the mouse: brother, come out, let’s have a drink together? When BRIDGECoffeeBAR was checking out, the cashier’s sister at the bar looked very happy and said to me with a smile: Ah, you finally checked out, how happy I am? I said why? She said, we can finally go home! I was dizzy, and I said in my heart, it seemed that I was really a black sheep, which made so many people unable to go home! Out of BRIDGECoffeeBAR, the moon could not be seen outside. The sky was gray and the clouds were very low. The city lights reflected the low clouds into dark red. It is relatively dark around the sky. There is a bright color on the other side of the eastern mountain top. This mid-autumn festival is really not worthy of the name. Without the moon, the Mid-Autumn Festival becomes a form. Everyone got together on this day, because the Mid-Autumn Festival was a reason. But others can go home to reunite with their relatives, while I myself have reasons for reunion, but I don’t have a reunion partner. There are few pedestrians in the street, and everyone may be at home. There are not many cars, not as busy as before. I didn’t want to go back, so I went to the river alone. When I passed by from the small street, there were several bars with lights on, in which there were songs occasionally coming out, which seemed to be illusory and not real at all. When I came to the Riverside, under the shade of the tree, I saw a couple of lovers hugging each other. Seeing me coming, I quickly loosened it. It seems that I am too bold to disturb others. It doesn’t matter if I am lonely, why should I influence others’ sweetness? Therefore, I always walked around the place where there were people, and finally picked a section of deserted riverbank. It was very quiet, very quiet, so quiet that there were only sounds of nature. I sat on the steps below and listened quietly: the cries of insects in the muddled grass one after another, the occasional screams of dogs from people on the other side, and the sound of cars flying behind me. I took out the iphone and put it near the grass to record the sound of the night. I accidentally recorded four or ten minutes. I sat there and felt silently. I put my ipad on my legs and recorded my feelings while feeling it. It turned out that there was no sound in the so-called dead of night. In this deserted night, as the most advanced person of primate, he had already dreamed. At this time, it is the paradise of other creatures. They are absorbing the essence of heaven and earth and the aura of the sun and moon. At this time, it is their world. At this moment, you can not only hear the sound of insects, bats, dogs from distant villages, but also the sound of vegetation jointing. Although these weeds are one year old and one year old, their roots are not dead, but they are deeply rooted in the ground and live tenaciously. In fact, compared with these weeds and animals, human life is too fragile and too short. Why not be better for yourself? When I just wrote here, it rained. Raindrops are sparse, but for my ipad, a drop of water is enough as long as it is in a key position. So I quickly put away my ipad, but didn’t leave immediately. In this silent night, feel the touch of the night wind and the misty night. The misty night covered many ugly things, but my heart was clearer than ever. I have too little time to feel the nature. In the days to come, if the weather is fine at night, instead of sitting in a cafe and seeing others talking and laughing in pairs to set off my loneliness, it is better to come to the foot of the mountain by the river alone, to associate with the birds and insects of nature and listen to their voices may comfort my heart more. It suddenly occurred to me that Li Qingzhao’s words came, so let it be the conclusion of this journal: searching, searching, cold and desolate, miserable and miserable. Cold, most difficult jiang xi. Three Cups and two cups of light wine, how can you defeat him? The wind is urgent late? The Wild Goose has passed, and it is sad, but it is the old acquaintance. Yellow flowers piled up all over the ground, Haggard, who can pick it now? Guarding the window, how can I give birth to darkness alone? The phoenix tree is also drizzling, until dusk, bit by bit. This time, how can I get a word of sorrow?

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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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