Sometimes those weak emotions in my heart will be revealed by accident. When I see the scene of joys and sorrows described in the book, when I hear the sad story, I will feel emotional for it, and I can’t help crying. It is difficult for a born sentimental person to hide. I like small animals very much. When I saw the cat lying on the wall and the beautiful dog running across the street, I would inevitably caress them and give them something to eat, as if I couldn’t help them. At that time, a stray cat was probably very hungry and was looking for food pitifully. When I found it, the time went by and there was a sumptuous lunch with chicken liver mixed with steamed buns. For a long time, things like this often happened, which also became a joke of others, and attracted a burst of gossips and helplessness, which was born to be this kind of person. The young things make people feel pitiful, and they have the impulse to care for her when they see them. Yesterday, I saw a very young boy, about two or three years old. I bought a pack of cigarettes and walked out of a supermarket. He was twisting his body from the outside and swaying in. I feel funny, because the little guy holds a beer bottle in one hand and a white wine bottle in the other hand, which are obviously empty bottles. I thought what on earth he was doing here? So he looked at him curiously. It turned out that the child came to return the wine bottle. He bought sugar with the money he got. What he did made the people there couldn’t help, which caused a burst of laughter. I think this kid is really cute. I held him back and bought some candies for him. He ran away happily with a smile. I know whose child he is, he used to drink wine with his father several times. His father was a typical drinker who was good at drinking. Estimated home the bottles of wine many. Such a young child who wants to eat sugar will think of using it to exchange money. It must be a very smart child. I don’t know whether this kind of inexplicable psychology is ridiculous. For example, when the cold wind is raging in winter, I will worry about how those birds spend the winter and whether the wild cats on the mountain have food to eat, I feel sad when I see the old people stumbling, and there are many similar things. In short, it is a scene where I can’t see and complain. I like bright things and a beautiful landscape painting, it will brighten my heart, and a beautiful song will also make my mood happy. The next step is to dance with the beautiful melody and enjoy it without feeling tired. When meeting young girls, they are filled with the breath of youth, which will make people feel refreshed. Beautiful women will indeed bring people a good mood. I like beautiful things and feel sad, which makes me sentimental. Sometimes in a sea of joy, beautiful thoughts gallop in the sky, and the whole world is a piece of light. Sometimes, on the contrary, depressed and gloomy emotions dominate oneself, feeling sad and sad inside, which is often caused by some negative reasons from the outside world, it takes a period of time to get rid of the depressed mood, and sometimes you need to go out for a walk to relieve your mood.

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Every day is a beginning. We are trying to change the unchanging life, running to become useful people, unwilling to be copies of others, and like this colorful world, let’s have different changes. Time is fair to everyone. The only difference between us is the race against time. Whoever sticks to the end is the strong. Thank time for proving that we have run. Think about it carefully. What matters is whether we are on the road, not just taking things as we go. We like the feeling of being drenched in rainy days. Even if we feel a little lonely, it is only because we are on the road. Youth will die, appearance will grow old, but heart will not sleep, as long as there is a way there will be hope, nothing is a problem, what matters is attitude, why do we live? 20 years old, not too big or too small, it should be a time to run without hesitation. In the past, there were always thousands of reasons to escape from themselves. What was still small and what was not sensible was nonsense. Parents will grow old day by day. At that time, our home is no longer unlimited for food and clothing, and the one on our shoulders is home. Therefore, we must run, even if there is no light, we must chase. Believing in dreams is better than creating hope. Being strong enough is the king. You can do it, No preblem.

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In our daily life and work, all kinds of humorous things are like colorful butterflies flying around us. If anyone can pay a little attention to it and catch it when these interesting things fly around, it will not only bring us endless fun, moreover, it can also make people taste all kinds of philosophies deeply contained in it. On a rainy night in the midsummer of this year, my colleague Xiao Gao and I drove to Wenzhou. We locked in the FM program of Zhejiang Traffic Radio station all the way and listened to the humorous jokes constantly exposed by that witty host, that is really a pleasure. Among all the cases he talked with a smile, there was such a folk Limelette in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, which was catchy to read and sounded like laughter. If you think deeply again, you will think this LIMELETTE, it is a masterpiece that can be handed down for hundreds of generations. You can see how this Limerick satirized those literati who were keen on imperial examination and high-ranking officials and dignitaries in officialdom in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties; Wearing a hat, sitting in a sedan chair, marrying her a little, carve a draft of it. Oh! The short four sentences and twenty words portray the mentality of these people who are pushing their feet vividly, which is really a brilliant irony. Similarly, if we compare this Limerick with some relatively equal people in today’s society, isn’t it the same? Login KWD want to luxury cars, luxury cars thinking have baby, raised lover figure famous, famous of course to manuscript Oh! I really admire the irony of this humorous folk writer. Another interesting thing happened to my friend, which was also quite humorous. This gentleman is a well-known henchman. According to common sense, such a man must be in LASTONE at home. According to this conclusion, his daily personal expenses were completely like what Zhu Rongji said; No matter it was a large amount of expenditure or a small amount of expenditure. All financial approvals are under the full control of the wife. Moreover, every time he went on a business trip, all the payment items were arranged by his subordinates and then reported to the company’s finance. Therefore, in your daily pocket, you can’t take out more than 100 yuan in cash. However, a man’s pocket can’t be shy forever. Therefore, a few years ago, hiding from his wife, this gentleman also privately set up a bank card to store some private money. Over the past few years, he has basically used the money in the card to help his siblings, rural relatives in his parents’ family, or other expenses that he thinks should be donated. For a long time, he knew clearly that the amount in this poor bank card was mixed with onion and tofu. However, he never expected that on the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, the humorous butterfly flew towards his bank card without any notice. That afternoon, the bank card of this gentleman inexplicably entered a huge sum of 120,000 yuan. After receiving the message prompt from the bank, he was confused and saw that the mobile phone was completely petrified. When he came back to his mind, he immediately rushed to the local bank to inquire. The fact showed that his card had indeed remitted the money from Guangzhou, but he didn’t know the remitter at all, nor did he know what kind of money it was, obviously, this is a wrong remittance. The emperor immediately asked the bank to return the full amount. He thought it was over. However, he never expected that after the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, the local newspaper office, TV station reporter, bank customer manager and others brought the muddled remitter. He called him and said he would come to thank him and make an interview. Of that awful? You should know that this bank card was handled privately by his wife. Over the past few years, he kept his mouth shut and did not reveal the information about the existence of this card to his wife. If this group of people want to come to the door to express their thanks, what Interview should they do. Didn’t that mean that the secrets he had guarded carefully for several years and the bank cards he had handled privately would all be exposed in front of his wife? Facing this upcoming bad ending. Obediently! He was so nervous that he didn’t dare to think more. He thought the only way was to refuse the arrival of this group! Must but firm! But firm!! However, the progress of the situation was completely in the opposite direction to his wishes. Because the more resolutely he refused the arrival of this group of interview acknowledgements, the more he thought that this gentleman’s moral character was infinitely noble, his beautiful soul is as pure as the white snow lotus on the top of the mountain… more efforts should be made to carry forward his high moral integrity! Oh! Even those journalists, bank managers and the remitter had super genius imagination, they would not expect the ghost child in my friend’s heart. As a result, one side resolutely refused, and the other side insisted on coming. The scene of one rejection, one request, one rejection, one request became more and more enthusiastic, and the atmosphere became higher and higher… the final plot was: newspaper office, the journalists of TV station came to the door to make a wonderful interview report about this gentleman, and the bank manager and the muddled remitter also expressed their heartfelt thanks to this gentleman, this gentleman is named as the most beautiful person in the local media. However, the treatment of this gentleman at home, hehe hehe, we only need to look at him from his wife’s new name, liar. Give me the bank card! Such Interesting things should not make people just laugh off, right?

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Dreams are beautiful and spotless. I don’t like to dream, but I often dream. I always dream about my school days, especially my middle school days. Having a familiar class with a group of familiar students following the familiar teachers, or feeling the tension before different exams, I always feel that I am not as hard as other students. Some people say that there are thoughts every day and dreams every night, and this sentence seems not to have any basis. At night, people’s brains will be out of control. For me, I won’t be bored to think and go to school during the day, exam. If the dream is to make up for the reality regret, it can be identified, and it is possible that I can’t grasp the middle school age well, so that I am further and further away from those excellent students. It’s hard to avoid dissatisfaction in my heart. I still want to compete with them in my dream. I always want to take the first place, which is my personality in primary school. It’s good to be in the top ten of the department, which was my thought when I was in junior high school. Never count down, that is the true portrayal of me in high school. When I arrived at the university, I was really isolated from the world. I would not take the first place or the top ten. I would count. I am not a student union or a class Committee. I don’t like these organizations in college, so I won’t participate actively. I have no special interest and no special activities. But I liked playing badminton at that time. At first, I just played badminton step by step according to the physical education teacher’s teaching method, which was too gentle, It’s okay to compete with girls. If I meet a female man or a boy, I will not be their opponent. I also like running. Every night I will go to the dark playground of our school by myself, where no one can see or know anyone. But I knew Xiao Wei, the only best friend in college. Xiao Wei was a beautiful, lovely, pure and strong girl. I like her very much and appreciate her very much. I also like reading books, reading history books, and enjoying the pleasure of reading alone in the dormitory. Back to reality, I am a mother of a good baby and a wife of a good husband. I am doing repeated things, washing clothes, cooking, doing housework, feeding the baby, tired and happy. Maybe I will come back to work a few months later, but that’s a few months later. What I can do now must be done well. No longer leave regrets for yourself.

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On December 11th, I came to Chengdu alone for the first time. Facing the vehicles coming and going, looking at the space without the sun, a kind of loss that I had never seen gripped my heart tightly. I always look up to the sky curiously, because there will be planes flying over the sky at any time. I can’t tell whether it is sunny or cloudy here. I can’t tell whether it is morning or afternoon. The sky is gray all day. When I walked into the hotel in the afternoon, my first feeling was that the night was coming, because the light had been lit up early in the corridor! Looking down at the street from the window, I suddenly felt that this city was so strange that there was no familiar face in the crowded crowd. I began to miss home, thinking about the blue sky and the golden sun. On December 12th (morning), I felt the joy of continuing education for the first time, and found a home in this strange city for the first time. This morning, I met many people, the lovely little Xuemei, and the gentle and quiet roommate Song Chunhua. Unexpectedly, I met the humorous monitor of Jinyang, a fellow villager of my college friend (hehe, forgot to pay attention to his name). I saw the lovely teacher Li Chang again in the conference hall. I felt she was an angel, because her smile was enough to smooth every impetuous heart. Seeing teacher Bo Xian again, my nervous mood gradually calmed down. Thinking of the first photo he took for me yesterday, I couldn’t help laughing. I dare say that was the happiest laugh in my life. The teacher said: This photo was so vivid! I suddenly found that he was the only stranger I was not afraid of. His detached peace comforted my nervous heart all the time. Therefore, I am grateful to Guopei, who made me know you and gain so much happiness here. I will remember everything here well. Today’s Enlightenment: 1. From then on, you should spend every day of your life with a smile, make a smile a wisp of spring breeze, and bathe every impetuous heart. 2. Hope is there, dream is there, open your heart, let the golden sunshine dispel the haze of your heart. 3. Li Gang, the student representative, made a passionate speech at the opening ceremony. He made us feel that everything will be better tomorrow. To hear him talk, you will feel a strong mountain in blowing we want constantly forward. Today, December 13th, I finally clearly feel that the sky in Chengdu is sunny, because I saw the sun at noon and also felt the warmth of the sun. In the evening, I finally met teacher Li Zhenxi who had been waiting for a long time. The teacher said that he gave lessons to the students and was very happy with them. I said that teacher Li on the platform was so cute. He likes to bend his right hand into a small arc, and then move from high to low with the rise and fall of his mood. I also noticed that the teacher’s eyes liked to move mischievously behind the lens, and then a string of beautiful words would flow out of his mouth. The teacher said that writing is the flow of soul and the flying of personality. I think listening to the teacher’s lecture is like wandering in a beautiful prose, which makes people intoxicated. Sitting in the teacher’s classroom, sudden urge, impulse to want to always do his students, because do his students that feeling good happiness. After finishing the class, everyone surrounded teacher Li and was unwilling to leave for a long time. That reluctance was the best proof of teacher Li’s class. (Today the teacher Li send business card, also and teacher Li shook hands. Mood is very good) It rained in Chengdu today, December 14th, and it lasted for a whole day. This morning was teacher Xiao’s lecture. When I first saw him, I thought he was very serious, but now I think he is humorous and lovely. He is not tall, but it doesn’t prevent me from liking him, because I think he smells like Flaubert. You can see that his right thumb is always moving flexibly, and when his right index finger is excited, he will circle happily. Sometimes he would spread out his right hand like a gentleman, then bowed deeply, or said: applause was given to Ni Ping’s grandmother. You see, the person standing on the platform was a gentleman, which was really humorous. The teacher said frankly that his idol was Ni Ping, which reminded me of my father, and my father also liked Ni Ping. This might be the common dream of their generation. Ni Ping was gentle, the adept smile created a warm dream for them. With this wonderful dream, they crawled hard and reached the peak of their career, which made me think he was amazing and kind. When class was over, Mr. Xiao left us his phone number. He said that no matter what difficulties we encountered in teaching, we could call him and he would try his best to help us, this moved me a lot. Teacher Xiao left in a hurry, watching his gradually moving back. My eyes were a little fashionable, because it was he who made me find the happiness accompanied by my father here. On December 15th (teacher Chao) looked at the old professor sitting on the platform carefully, with admiration and emotion in his heart. There was a flash of wisdom in the teacher’s brow, and he observed carefully, unexpectedly, I found that he was somewhat similar to Premier Zhou who had passed away. This discovery excited me for a long time. The teacher’s face is a standard Chinese character face, with big eyes, high nose bridge and thick eyebrows. I dare say that the teacher must be very handsome when he is young! His hair was well-groomed, which set off his Chinese character face clearly. His voice was very loud and penetrating. When the teacher was teaching, his mouth shape, eyes and gestures were matched perfectly. Personally, I think Mr. Chao can be called the most perfect image on the platform. The teacher’s gestures were never unobtrusive, and he always put them in front of him naturally and solemnly. His hands were sometimes separated and sometimes closed. One of his hands sometimes drew some beautiful small arcs, knowledge impact them we, which I was amazed. Teacher sometimes like a child counting on his fingers lesson for us, occasionally will cute purse up a smooth lips, and then exposed the smile, I knew at this moment teacher must be tired! Everything of the teacher was unobtrusive. He was like a gold mine buried in the sea, which deeply attracted me. Looking at him, I can’t help thinking of those great men, generals and artists who have been far away from us. Teacher like links in the long river of time, vicissitudes reveals a strong, hard in out wisps soft aperture, watching on the podium of the old man, you will find he grizzled hair reflects’s all our hope of our nation. On December 16th, I wrote to teacher Han to raise his head and stare at your magical eyes behind the lens. I felt it was a blue sky, and your friendly voice came from the distant sky leisurely, insert angel wings for me. You begin to recite, your voice is soft wind, holding me to fly freely under the blue sky. The wind stopped, and I gently perched on the snow-white clouds like a wild goose, letting it carry me on flying. 12 yue 16 ri Korean teacher quietly shuttle in classroom, his right hand he held microphone, left hand paddled beautiful arc, his voice when surface high-pitched, sometimes low. Sometimes he would stare at the children in front of him with concentrated eyes, giving them strength and making them have the courage to stand up and answer questions; Sometimes he would express his opinions in high spirits, with passion lead us to another poetic paradise. Sitting in teacher Han’s class, you will be intoxicated, and you will completely lose yourself at a certain moment. When he waved his hands and put all his emotions into singing loudly, you would think that he was Li Taibai, and he was the prime minister Cao in Beijing Opera, but when he stood quietly on the platform and explained to the children with humorous words, you would find that he was a childlike and knowledgeable old man. He said: the spring wind is warm, The children said that the wild geese in the sky were very brave. Like a magical wise man, he led the children into the mysterious heaven. Those wild geese from south to north surrounded them, teacher Han turned this place into the most poetic paradise. 12 yue 17 ri Miss Li to my first feeling is that he is far from me, I’t can not close, I want to with your own text for he write something, but don’t know how to write. He is so famous. I am afraid that my clumsy pen and ink will tarnish those sacred halo on him. But I didn’t expect that the first sentence Mr. Li said in class turned out to be: Oh, I heard you saying that this teacher is so handsome, ha, am I handsome? Not handsome, I a profusion of a knot in one’s heart, can’t you see? Ha ha, the children were all amused and stretched their necks one by one to look at teacher Li’s face. Classroom atmosphere begins to come alive, reigns in him of the sacred aura in that moment all disappeared, he changed back to that simple as Mr. Lee! Calm down, inspect it properly found Miss Li indeed handsome, but I was too far away, t see his eyes, but I feel those eyes very God, without his glasses, of intellectual light direct shoot out. That light is very strong, all of a sudden put steady my. Teacher Li’s Mandarin is very attractive, which is a typical Beijing tune and charm. The words are right and round, and the interesting words add a different color to his language. Looking at Mr. Li from a distance and listening to his lecture quietly, I think this is a kind of beautiful enjoyment. During the break, I saw many students running to take photos with teacher Li. I was very envious. But I am not going, because I was afraid of mediocrity and small will defiled teacher those divine aura. So far looked at, look, I will miss Li brings me this a beautiful enjoyment forever treasure in my heart. 12 yue 18 ri today all day long we are in lively spent, finished my homework, listening to lectures, everyone taut heart suddenly relaxed, everyone’s face exposed spring-like smile. Once again into every day lectures halls of surged within a different kind of feeling. Honestly, I looking forward to getting home, expect earlier back to blue sky and white clouds of Liangshan, but for everything here yet so to nostalgia. Seeing those experts and teachers who taught for us again, I was excited again. I looked at them from a distance, listened to them quietly, and stared at their eyes full of wisdom again, I really want to say to them: teacher, you have worked hard! After students up statement, various ways to express his own heart gratitude and give up. This moment I feel drunk, drunk in this thick cordiality in. Suddenly microphone handed to the my hand, oh, the we Liangshan team statement. Standing there, I don’t know what to say. I don’t know how to say it to express my gratitude and gratitude. Teacher Li Chang’s sweet smile, secretary Li for us every day busy figure, experts that a dignified wonderful lecture Finally, I finished, tide of applause coming to me, I found myself eyes had tears. In the evening, everyone gathered together happily. It seemed that we really became a family. Everyone lifted his cup, and began singing, dance, we Sichuan College of Education into a sea of joy. Li Gang, the monitor of class one, came with a glass of wine. He said that from today on he would overlook our beautiful Daliang mountain forever, because there was Zhuoma in his heart and Soma flower he loved most! I Leng Leng stood there, I can’t find the right words to for his we love for his hometown, and praise. But with the most sincere heart, I am looking forward to your coming to our beautiful Daliang Mountain in July next year to enjoy the hot Yi family style with us! Farewell on December 19th, Sichuan Institute of Education, farewell. The teachers here are about to leave, and all they have in their hearts are reluctant to give up. Primary teacher Miss you ask for a photo of you, really wanted you in the book left me a word, but I am afraid of my noisy spooks the teacher heart quiet dream, so I decided to leave quietly, I will put this for quiet and produces good well collection. Teacher we go, Future Day, remember must be happy!

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2012 is the end of the world. The horrible rumors have been broken by themselves when 2013 has gone through most of the time. The days are like running water. Whether you are or not, cry or laugh, and the time is still passing quietly with the sun rising east and falling west. Eleven, seven days long vacation, blocked for seven days, played for seven days, stayed in the house for seven days, depressed, happy, leisurely, each has its own place, each has its own fun, no matter people crowded with others to see others, or get on the highway and drive the car together, or the tourist attractions are full, and you can’t see the scenery even if you spend money. This is a beautiful scenery line this year. Anyway, for office workers, the seven-day holiday, it is extravagant enough. Tonight, there is no moon like water, and the stars are hiding. The cool autumn wind is mixed with a few drops of rain. Strolling on the street, the lights are dim, the breeze blows my face, cool and pleasant. In the small city in late autumn, the night was strong and the street lamps were lazy. After 9.1, the small city went to sleep. The noise gradually subsided, the vehicles and pedestrians were rare, and every household also turned off the lights one after another. People who are sleepy in spring and tired in autumn gradually enter sweet dreams after a day’s hard work. No matter how the four seasons change, day and night, I prefer the night. Of course, there is a soft moon like snow accompanying me, enjoying a flash in the pan, listening to the moonlight in the lotus pond, smelling lilac and watching loneliness like snow, that was really a blessing in the world; Without the shadow of moonlight, walking in the dark and dark wilderness, looking for the feeling of loneliness and fear, stimulating the nerves to come up with all kinds of ghosts in the Liaozhai, that is just the memory of country life in childhood. However, no matter how dark the night was, it was as bright as the day. The lights of the city burned the loneliness and indifference of the countryside, bringing infinite vitality and vigor. I like to walk alone on the silent Street. On such a cool night, I don’t have to be afraid. I am very calm, because I am just an ordinary person enjoying life, a nobody who has no power, no struggle with the world and is kind to others, what’s the fear? There is no ghost in my heart, and the ghost goes away by itself. Tonight, there is no moon, no stars, only a little rain, cool, let people suddenly remember that winter is coming!

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