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…

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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Standing in the crowd, it seemed awkward that you could not recognize my height of. I always imagined that one day when I woke up, I suddenly found myself a little taller. I told others that everything would be perfect if it grew 5cm longer. I don’t know what impression it will leave to others if I keep red hair which is neither short nor long. When he was in Suzhou years ago, because of his red hair, a friend said that his understanding of me had gone through three stages. You stumbled and ended up with this wound, just for youth, leaving a residual. This is the sentence I just saw from my message board, very beautiful. That’s why I write here. Last night, I opened a book I bought for a long time, Xi Murong’s prose collection. The first page is the sentence I wrote last year. I have always believed in fate, just like the rain in March. Waiting is unnecessary, gently and quietly. It is really a surprise. I have read some of her poems, but now I remember only a flowering tree. Then turn back to “original heart”, a very beautiful preface. Today is 2014.5.9, the second day of the School Sports Meeting. The gray sky, the shy drizzle in the morning and the cold wind in the afternoon left me in the inexplicable blue all day long. The weather this year is really strange. Yesterday we were so hot that we went to the swimming pool. Oh, I almost forgot. I went to the museum together yesterday afternoon and took a lot of photos. The happiest thing was to see the evidence of the glorious history of our school and the models of several campuses. I remember that I saw their school model when I went to management last year, and I was very disappointed at that time because I didn’t see my own school. Speaking of this, I think of a sentence that alma mater is the place where you scold it eight times a day but no one is allowed to scold it. I remember that last year I wrote a diary named Chaos, which contained some words about school. I have always been biased against Lan da, so I often tell people that it is not good. When someone told me that he envied me that I could go to Lanzhou University, I always thought of the West University of Technology which I had dreamed for a year and struggled for a year but had no chance. That was a scar in my youth. Last night, my baby called to talk about some past events of my junior high school. It was also about words. I don’t remember much, there is only one anonymous love letter written at the back of the note. Anonymous, it sounds very romantic, just like the happy reunion we often see. I don’t know why, the street lamp under the window is not on today. Looking out along the light of the dormitory, the outside is very smooth black, and all the outlines are swallowed. There should be no stars in the sky, and she should like me. The same speculation cares about a lot of things. It is sensitive. Calm down and always feel lonely; Loneliness is because even the memory is a person. This is what I just wrote in the notebook, but it sounds sad. I changed my space name to a bystander, and I felt like a third party. It was early morning again. At midnight, I will become very sober, listening to other people’s snoring, feeling that the world is in sleep. I remember when the Internet was not so popular in the past, we used alarm clocks and ticking seconds, and we would fall asleep soon. Yesterday, Today, tomorrow, symbolically, is life; Memories, complaints and fantasies are real things. I thought of Beidao and the book “Polish visitor” again. At that time, we had dreams about literature, love and travel across the world. Now we drink at night and cups meet each other, they are all voices of broken dreams. Of course, I am not good at drinking. What I am used to is that Gu Cheng’s “a generation” said that the night gave me black eyes, but I used it to seek for light. The light just went out on Friday night, everything is just right

Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

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