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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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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In this collection of this article, articles I have created in the past three months are included. I said it was three months, but actually what I paid for was not only these. In my slow life, my literary road can be described as a long and distant road, and the end cannot be seen. But I walked all the way without complaint. Due to the light work tasks recently, there has been more time. I have the idea of writing a book. Therefore, in a hurry, I wrote down this insignificant prose booklet. In order to realize my dream of being a writer, the rest is to spit out the thoughts in my heart over the years and seek the pleasure in it. Because of the lack of funds, my family also strongly opposed my investment in publishing books at my own expense. Therefore, this matter was put aside. Recently, after reading the policy of publishing books with preferential prices, I hope my articles can get real comments and recognition. I sincerely hope that relevant experts can give me some comments, and I also hope that readers can admit my lack of literary standards. That’s all. Thank you!

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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The night of the afternoon harvest is no longer noisy and boisterous, but only the occasional mechanical roar. Walking alone on the path which was no longer dusty in the village, it was already quiet and serene at the night of 20:00 in the village. Walking through the familiar paths, you can see narrow ditches along the roadside, square and small ponds which are not big …… walking slowly through rows of trees… just like walking slowly through your youth, walking slowly across your side, the starry sky passing through the night ………. unconsciously, I walked through a shabby wall. It seemed carefully that it was my alma mater, and only the shabby wall was left, hanging quietly in the open wheat field, there is no more laughing, slapping and reading …… I am struggling to find the shadow of my childhood. Where is that silly, simple and stupid little girl? Did her footprints stay in the playground on campus, the field outside school, the field, and the heart of her classmates…….? The little girl who once wanted to grow up reluctantly left all the familiar things …… the night of the afternoon harvest, the far-away burnt wheat dried field like fire tree and silver flower, the scene is no less than the neon flickering in the city …… the intoxicating fire made me lost in the afternoon night……

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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The spring water of youth flows eastward all the way, and it seems that nothing can stop it. Leaving the cloud and smoke lingering between the water and the sky. In such a time when youth is fleeting, we recall the past, but we miss a lot by accident. In those years, those things were missed, right, sad, lost, confused. Looking back, the Buddha was a dreamlike scene. With a finger poke, the illusion was shattered. If the illusion is broken, don’t miss it! The ostrich was frightened either by hiding his head under his belly or running desperately. Young boy, you are happy! People immersed in the second dimensional world are mixed with the excitement in the world. It seems that this is an illusion, but it is an unexpected truth. Seeing Hyacinth on that high hillside, without any idea, it seemed that my thoughts were floating in a certain century BC. Flowers on the left bank, Bodhi on the right bank; River of Life, crisscross things. No one is looking down on the landscape!

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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In March, the scenery is good and everyone has no worries. New Year arrives, luck arrives, there is laughter everywhere. With a faint smile, I walked on the path of my hometown and stepped on this solid soil, with the breath of joy of the new year flowing from thousands of households, my heart is filled with endless joy and feelings. China, a great country, has a journey of five thousand years and the vicissitudes of five thousand years, which will not destroy her appearance. Along the way, she created countless miracles and experienced endless hardships. The ancient savage era which was full of hair and blood left the initial mark of her life; The splendid romance of the Milky Way wrote her complicated life through the ages; The soaring modern society showed her brilliant future. China perishable, Tang dynasty prosperous disdain, Shixian genius Crown Qunfang, Patriots and unbridled. Northern Song Dynasty depressed difficult holding, General soldiers difficult wins crafty, Patriots nowhere. Modern humiliation under hardship, money problems, everywhere is ruins, undone. The backward China is facing the sad dilemma of being beaten everywhere, and the vast China is full of sorrow. Countless people with lofty ideals tried their best to move forward bravely and fight for the country. To benefit the country’s life and death, do you avoid it because of misfortune and blessing. It is their declaration. The heroic spray is rolling in the long river of history! Now, the dilapidated old appearance has already changed. Half a century of wind and rain fighting has created unparalleled glory! In 1949, when New China was founded, the socialist New Democracy Revolution won a complete victory. Facing the situation of waiting for nothing, the three-year struggle of New China restored its national appearance, and the following five-year plans laid a solid foundation for China to take off completely. During this period, a spring that could not be dressed up as a beautiful flower emerged. One person was single-handedly advanced, and only when all people were advanced could they move mountains and fill the sea and unite and dedicate Lei Feng spirit; Although Jincheng is happy, it is better to go, it is not a place to stay for a long time, but the patriotic spirit of returning; I would rather live less for two or ten years and try my best to win countless national spirits such as the Iron Man spirit of big oil fields. Yuan Longping’s rice research, Deng Jiaxian’s atomic bomb research…… It provides infinite power and support for the food and clothing, safety and so on of the Chinese nation. Now we live in a warm and comfortable house and eat delicious food. In this peaceful and peaceful living environment, do we still remember the hardship of the birth of our motherland in the baptism of blood and fire, have you ever remembered the truth that ease leads to backwardness and backwardness will be beaten…… Premier Zhou Enlai once said: We love our nation, which is the source of our confidence. The sonorous words were filled with endless thoughts and expectations, which always urged us to be prepared for danger in times of peace and patriotic love. I am proud of traveling with my motherland. With introspection as the boat and diligence as the paddle, we can walk more steadily! Only with patriotism as the light and faith as the sail can we drive further! 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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